Mom is a prostitute

My mother is a prostitute (complete) Author: Mengjiangxiong
Author: Fierce General (The Passionate Little Pervert)
This story begins a year ago. Recalling that time always makes my penis throb, and I need my mother to give me oral sex to relieve it. After the lust subsides, my mother and I finish this article together in our intimate moments, sharing it with netizens who share the same interests.
To keep the story going, let's go back to that sweltering summer a year ago!
My hometown is in a small county town. My mother's name is Su Meilun, and she's 41 years old this year. When she was young, she was a dancer in a military arts troupe. She danced very well and was known as the "Military Flower." Later, she transferred back to her hometown and quickly became the deputy head of the county's drama troupe. My mother is not only very beautiful, but she also has a great figure. She takes great care of herself and is 165cm tall and weighs 53kg. She's slender yet curvy, with a classic S-shaped figure. She's usually very busy with work and sometimes comes home very late. Even when she's resting at home, she often has to work overtime. Sometimes I wonder how a small drama troupe can have so much work to do. My mother's job as deputy head must be really tough. However, for a high school student like me, my only tasks are going to school, coming home, eating well, dressing warmly, and having fun. I don't need to worry about the adults' affairs. Of course, the premise is that my studies must keep up. I'm not worried about that because my grades have always been good.
My father was an officer in the military's cultural troupe. He and my mother were comrades-in-arms and colleagues. They married early and had me very early as well. My father was very talented and someone I greatly admired. Unfortunately, fate was cruel; when I was just starting elementary school, he died in the line of duty during a disaster relief operation. My mother was devastated and didn't want to stay working in the military cultural troupe any longer. She wanted to leave that place of sorrow immediately. The leaders in the military understood my mother's feelings and agreed to let her transfer to civilian work. They also arranged a job for her in a county theater troupe and provided her with a large sum of compensation, enough for our needs as a widow and orphan.
Although my father passed away early, my mother has never planned to remarry over the years. She hasn't even had a boyfriend; she's devoted herself entirely to her work and rarely socializes with friends. I know she did all this for me. Therefore, my biggest dream is to grow up to be like my father and take good care of my mother.
My mother cares about me a lot, though outsiders might not realize it because she's so busy with work. She's often away from home, so my meals are irregular, which I've long been used to and understand, since my comfortable life is all thanks to her. When I started high school, to avoid troubling her, I offered to live at school. This solved my school and meal problems, and saved her the trouble of taking care of me on top of her work. She agreed and praised me for growing up and becoming more sensible.
On my seventeenth birthday, I finally got my own computer, a Founder brand one at that. Although my mom said it was for me and told me to study hard and not go to internet cafes all the time, I always felt like she bought it for herself. Because I live at school, my mom doesn't allow me to bring the computer to my dorm; I can only play on it when I come home on weekends. My mom says she does this to prevent me from becoming addicted to the internet. I suspect it's a three-pronged strategy: first, to keep me focused on my studies; second, to ensure I come home on time on weekends; and third, because my mom is also an internet addict. Single life is lonely, and browsing the internet is a way to relax after a busy day at work.
On Thursday afternoon, the school gave a last-minute notice that the weekend holiday would be moved to Friday, which is tomorrow.
With final exams just over a month away, the education commission leaders organized a meeting for all teachers to review and arrange work. Upon hearing this news, I just wanted to get out of school quickly, run home, and try out my new computer; I was practically impatient. The afternoon felt incredibly long. Finally, the school bell rang, and I dashed out of the classroom as fast as I could, hailed a taxi at the school gate, and headed straight home to my computer.
The taxi stopped at the entrance of my residential compound. Perhaps I had run too fast, and coupled with the high temperature, my throat was parched. After getting out of the taxi, I ran into the supermarket across the street, bought a bottle of ice-cold mineral water, and gulped it down in front of the air conditioner. Just then, I saw a woman in a white dress walking out of the compound through the window. She had long, flowing hair, wore silver-white high-heeled sandals, and carried a light blue leather bag, looking refreshing and charming. "Isn't that Mom? She should be resting at home at this time. Why is she going out?" Although the supermarket was across the street from my compound, I could see clearly that it was Mom. I just didn't understand why she was going out at this time. I thought for a moment and quickly realized. "Mom must have something going on at work. She's going to have to work overtime again. Sigh, Mom is so hard-working."
Seeing my mother leave the residential area in a hurry, it seemed that she had something urgent to deal with.
"My workplace is so far from home, and it's so hot outside. Why didn't Mom take a taxi? Even if it's to save money, there's no need to do this." I thought to myself as I walked out of the supermarket and watched my mother turn the corner.
When I got home, the first thing I did, of course, was play on the computer. Otherwise, why would I have rushed back in such a hurry? Although I don't get to use the internet much at home—only one day a week—the computer is still in my room at my insistence so I can secretly play all night. Actually, I had a plan, hehe. "Huh? The monitor is still warm. Looks like Mom was still playing on the computer before she left. Her internet addiction is no less than mine. Hehe, I caught her red-handed. If Mom restricts my internet time, I'll have something to say." That's what I was thinking.
I played around on my personal computer at home for a while, but the novelty quickly wore off. After all, I'm just a kid; my enthusiasm for anything is short-lived. I wandered aimlessly online until evening, when it grew dark and my mother still hadn't returned. I was just about to make do with instant noodles when my phone rang. A call challenging me to a Counter-Strike match jolted me awake. "Xiao Jun, where have you been? I've been looking for you since school. Come out, let's go on a rampage!" The caller was Guo Dong, my classmate. He was the first friend I made in high school, and now we're best friends, sharing everything.
"Okay, I'll go right away after I finish eating."
"I'd rather skip a meal than miss CS. Have some anti-terrorism spirit, okay? Come over here, I'll treat you to instant noodles. See you at our usual spot." Guodong hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.
The "old place" Guodong mentioned is actually an internet cafe called "Superman." I suggested the owner change "Superman" to "Shocking" (meaning outrageous or shocking), because I've never seen such a run-down internet cafe. The computers are old machines from years ago, the chairs are dirty and worn, like they were bought cheaply from a junk market, the internet speed is terribly slow, there's no air conditioning, no manager, and no webcam—it's practically a three-no internet cafe. This internet cafe is very close to my house, only a ten-minute walk away. It used to be the only internet cafe in the area, so business was decent. But since a large, luxurious internet cafe opened next door last year, it's basically deserted. Yet Guodong seems to have a particular fondness for it; it seems he has the potential to develop into a masochist.
There were about a dozen people surfing the internet in the cafe. I spotted Guodong immediately; he was already playing before I arrived. "Why are you so late? Hurry up and get on the computer," Guodong said, beckoning me to join his team. I pulled up a chair next to him and said, "I only came because you treated me to instant noodles. Even elites can't fight on an empty stomach." Guodong said, "I have bread and cola here. Just make do with this. I'll definitely treat you to a good meal another day." I fell for his trick. Bread it is, I was starving anyway, so everything tasted delicious. After drinking a big bottle of cola, I joined the battle.
In the sweltering heat of the internet cafe on a summer's day, the smells of sweat and cigarette smoke filled everyone's nostrils. In front of the computer screen, I dodged and weaved, leaping and bounding, facing one imaginary enemy after another, avoiding danger and eliminating one enemy after another. But even heroes are made of flesh and blood. After several hours of frenzied activity, my eyes blurred and my hands stiffened. I had no choice but to gloriously withdraw from the battle.
I checked the time on my phone; it was almost midnight. I'd been so engrossed in the game that I hadn't noticed anything, but now I suddenly felt an urgent need to pee, probably from drinking too much cola. "Excuse me, where's the restroom?" I saw the internet cafe owner leaning against the counter, squinting, half-asleep, and saying to me, "Upstairs." Looking at his listless appearance, like he hadn't slept in ages, he had absolutely no energy. No wonder the internet cafe's business was so bad.
Upstairs were the so-called internet cafe private rooms. Although called private rooms, they were really just a few small rooms partitioned off with plywood. Each room only had two computers, two office chairs, and a wall fan. The conditions weren't much better than downstairs, especially in the summer when they were stuffy and hot. Nobody wanted to suffer like that, so the main lights weren't turned on at night. The stairs were high and steep. Feeling dizzy, I slowly climbed up, holding onto the handrail. I'm naturally a bit afraid of heights, and I was terrified of falling. The toilet was near the bottom of the stairs. A dim light shone through the crack in the door, flickering and making me drowsy. "Having to go up a mountain just to pee? This lousy place, I'm never coming back," I thought to myself as I urinated. That pee took me a long time.
Just as I finished fastening my belt and was about to go downstairs, a faint sound caught my attention. I looked towards the source of the sound and saw a light coming from the innermost booth, number 5—the light from a computer screen. Then I heard a series of soft moans, as if coming from cheap speakers. Someone was watching porn in the booth. My curiosity was piqued, and I quietly went over to get a better look. These small booths usually didn't have doors, just a curtain hanging at the entrance. When the wall-mounted fan blew in, the lower half of the curtain would be lifted by the wind. I bent down and peeked into the booth. I saw a middle-aged woman and a young man having sex on the computer screen, and the moans were coming from there. That's not all. What surprised me was that there was a pair of slightly parted thighs on the computer desk. They belonged to a woman wearing black high heels and lace stockings. The black lace panties were very narrow, barely covering anything. I could even clearly see her slightly protruding mons pubis and pubic hair. I couldn't see anything further up because of the curtain.
"Who is this woman? What is she doing? Is she masturbating?" I tensed up instantly, a sense of unease creeping into my mind. A surge of intense stimulation coursed through my body, including my penis. I immediately ducked into the opposite booth to avoid being discovered by the woman and to continue spying on her every move. Then I vaguely saw a man's hand emerge from behind the curtain, slipping inside the woman's panties and stroking her pubic hair. Her sexy panties were then pulled down to her knees, exposing her vulva. The woman pulled her panties off and tossed them onto the computer desk, spreading her legs wider in response. The light, curly black hair clung to her slightly raised vulva, her labia slightly parted. The man's hand returned to her, continuing to stroke her. Then, his middle finger slowly inserted into her vagina, hooking it and rhythmically thrusting upwards. Vaginal secretions soaked the cushion beneath her, lubricating the man's hand. The woman began to moan softly, but the sound was faint.
The man's hand moved faster and faster, and the woman's moans increased accordingly, but the volume remained very low, as she dared not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the people downstairs.
Gazing at this erotic and stimulating live sex show before me, I, a virgin, couldn't control my excitement, and my body even trembled slightly. Suddenly, the man's hand lifted her vulva upwards without moving, and the woman's entire buttocks were lifted off the chair. The woman finally couldn't help but let out two loud "Ah... um..." cries, followed by obvious panting.
The hand left, and her vulva began to contract rhythmically, more fluid gushing from her vagina. A jet of water shot high from her dilated vulva, soaking her entire lower body; a few drops even splashed onto the computer screen in front of her. The woman had lost control of her bladder. The woman fell silent, seemingly paralyzed. But it didn't seem to be over yet. The man's hand, holding an ice pop, was inserted into her vagina. The woman squeezed her legs together, crying out, "Ah...no!"
"Why does that sound a bit like Mom's voice?" My heart suddenly skipped a beat. It was definitely like Mom's voice, but it couldn't be, because the clothes were wrong. I'd seen Mom go out wearing a white dress, silver sandals, and flesh-colored stockings—completely different from what this woman was wearing. "How could I associate this woman with Mom? I'm so stupid. Mom is the most sacred woman in the world, my goddess. Such suspicion is blasphemy against her." I scolded myself, telling myself to stop thinking like that and just keep enjoying the view.
When I came to my senses, the popsicle had been replaced by a penis. The woman's legs were pressed against her chest, and the penis's in-and-out motion caused her labia to move in and out. The penis twitched, the labia turned out, the penis was inserted, and the labia were squeezed in, making "plop...plop..." sounds... After a few minutes, the penis suddenly stopped, it seemed to have ejaculated, and then it was slowly pulled out of the vagina.
"Mom, I've ejaculated. You can go out first, I'll clean up and come right away." This was the first thing they said during the whole process, and their voices sounded very young.
The woman took a breath and sat up: "My good son, your big cock is amazing, it feels so good to fuck your mom."
I overheard their conversation and my mind went blank for a moment: "He called her 'Mom,' and she called him 'Son.' Could it be... could they be a mother and son? Yes, that's right, they're committing incest!" My blood was boiling, and I was trembling even more violently. It was unbelievable that this was real. I had only ever seen scenes of incest between mother and son in pornographic films, and now it was happening right in front of me. It was just too crazy, too exciting.
The woman stood up, put on her underwear, took a black miniskirt from her son, put it on, and went downstairs, lifting the curtain. I really wanted to see the woman's face, to see if it was as alluring as her lower body, but I was also afraid of being discovered. If my peeping was caught, it wouldn't be a joke.
As I hesitated, the woman had already gone downstairs, and her son had packed his things and followed her out. I heard the footsteps gradually fade away, and then I gently lifted the curtain and clearly saw a boy hurrying down the stairs. Although I could only see his profile, I was sure he was about my age, around sixteen or seventeen.
"How could he do such a thing with his own mother? How did they start? Why didn't they do it at home, but instead came to this internet cafe? Probably to avoid his father finding out, or to seek thrills."
I was sitting in the private room, lost in thought and daydreaming, when I suddenly heard Guodong shouting from downstairs, "Xiaojun, why aren't you coming down? Did you fall in? I'm coming to save you!" He shouted as he came up from downstairs.
I quickly suppressed my fantasies and tried to act naturally, as if nothing had happened and I hadn't seen anything, as I left the private room and headed downstairs. I bumped into Guodong at the bottom of the stairs. "Xiaojun, why did you take so long to come down? Are you constipated? If you hadn't come out soon, I was going to rush in and rescue you," Guodong joked, but I couldn't laugh. I felt a little nervous, like I'd done something wrong. I told him, "Oh, my stomach wasn't feeling well, so it took me a while." Seeing my nervous expression, Guodong asked mysteriously, "Did you see anyone upstairs just now?"
"Oh no, did he find out I was spying?" I forced a smile, trying to appear calm, and said, "No, I was in the bathroom the whole time, and I didn't see anyone."
"Sigh, it's a pity you didn't get to see such a beautiful and sexy girl. What a shame, such a shame."
Guodong patted my shoulder, looking sympathetic, but he was clearly trying to whet my appetite.
"What 'slutty girl'? Explain yourself." Of course, I knew he was referring to the woman in the private room just now. I pretended to be interested, just so as not to arouse his suspicion. Guodong said, "I was playing downstairs just now when I saw a beautiful and sexy auntie coming down from upstairs. Unfortunately, she left quickly, and I didn't get to see her for long."
Guodong began describing the woman's figure and appearance to me, especially her sexy and revealing clothing, describing every detail meticulously. From Guodong's lecherous eyes and the way he swallowed, I could guess what he was thinking, but he probably didn't know what I was thinking. In that respect, I was much luckier than Guodong to witness that woman and her son's live-action incestuous act. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see her face, which was a real pity. I could only imagine what she looked like through Guodong's description, finding some solace in that.
Guodong and I spent the whole night at the internet cafe, but I was completely out of it. The image of that mother and son's lewd behavior kept replaying in my mind.
It was past four in the morning, already light. Guodong and I left the internet cafe, both incredibly tired, and went home to rest. On the way, I kept thinking, "Where are that mother and son now? What are they doing? Will they go back to that internet cafe?" Lost in thought, I unknowingly arrived at my front door. I took out my key, unlocked the door, and went inside. Just as I stepped into the living room, a burst of laughter suddenly came from my room. I paused, startled, and listened intently. A moment later, the laughter resumed. Yes, it was my mother's voice. Why wasn't she sleeping in her own room? What was she doing in mine?
Just as I was wondering, my mother's laughter came again, followed by loud moans, mixed with the man's heavy breathing and the sound of the bed shaking, clearly indicating that they were having sex.
I was a little at a loss, and a thought immediately popped into my head: "Could it be that my mother's boyfriend?"
She's never mentioned it, and besides, I don't object to her remarrying, so she has no reason to hide it from me. No, this concerns my mother's reputation; I need to get to the bottom of this and not jump to conclusions.
I gently pushed the door to the room; it wasn't locked. Through the crack, I could clearly see a scene on my bed that was no less erotic than a pornographic film. My mother lay on the bed, her face a mixture of pain and pleasure, her hands gripping the pillow tightly beside her, her two full breasts swaying rhythmically up and down. The man was kneeling between my mother's legs, desperately twisting his hips, his face buried in her deep cleavage. My mother's two snow-white, rounded legs were crossed and rested on the man's neck, swaying rhythmically from side to side.
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"Oh...ah...son...faster...ah..." the mother moaned softly, her ecstatic appearance making her seem like a wanton harlot.
Just then, a familiar male voice came out: "Mom, does my cock feel good inside your cunt?"
Ah! It's him! At that moment, I finally saw the man's face clearly. Wasn't he the boy about my age whom I had seen upstairs in the internet cafe? I was stunned! The so-called incestuous mother and son in the internet cafe's private room were actually my biological mother and this boy I didn't recognize!
Suddenly, I felt suffocated. Why? Why did such a vile thing happen in my family? Why was my mother, whom I always revered as a goddess, such a lewd woman? I hated them, I hated the boy who took my mother away. I couldn't help but go to the kitchen and grab a cleaver, wanting to rush in and kill that beast. But when I reached the door, I stopped. A sliver of reason remained in my angry mind; I knew the consequences of killing.
Just as I was hesitating, I heard my mother moan again, "So good... my good son... I didn't get enough of you at the internet cafe... oh... Mommy is making it up to you now... ah... so good... son's... big cock... is fucking... Mommy... so good... it's killing Mommy!"
I slowly put down the kitchen knife and moved step by step to the door, quietly watching from outside. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I didn't know if it was anger or excitement, or perhaps both.
At that moment, my hand unconsciously pressed against my penis through my pants as I peered into the room. My mother was lying on the bed, her two large, snow-white breasts swaying from side to side and up and down with the movement of the bed; the boy was on top of her, his buttocks thrusting vigorously into her, while my mother lasciviously cooperated with his thrusts, raising and lowering her buttocks, moaning, "Good son, fuck Mommy... oh... son... ah... my big-cocked son... ah... your cock is making Mommy so happy... ah... Mommy's cunt is so hot..."
The mother's buttocks were thrusting upwards forcefully, and the tender flesh inside her vagina gripped the boy's penis tightly, as if afraid of losing it.
"Ah... you bitch mom... I'll fuck you to death... oh... you're squeezing me so tight... ah..."
This is the second time in a few hours that I've witnessed explicit sex scenes, and I never imagined that the performers on both occasions were my own mother.
The mother's smooth, silky hands tightly gripped the boy's buttocks and pressed them down forcefully, while her hips twisted upwards repeatedly, so that the large, meaty penis inserted into her cunt could penetrate her itchy vagina more quickly.
The boy seemed to feel the pleasure of his mother's tender flesh gripping his cunt tightly, so he also grabbed his mother's buttocks with both hands and thrust downwards with all his might.
“Ah…good son…ah…harder…oh…harder…yes…so good…right here…my good son…ah…big-cocked son…ah…you’re fucking me so good…oh oh…so pleasurable…ah…I’m going to be fucked to death by my son…oh…ah…”
The boy pressed his face against his mother's full breasts, his mouth constantly moving around on them, kissing, sucking, and biting. Sometimes he would even grab her breasts with both hands, squeezing them until they were deformed.
“Ah…yes…like that…ah…fuck me harder…ah…yes…good son, fuck your mother’s cunt to death…ah…fuck Mommy’s cunt until it’s rotten…ah…so good…again…again…ah…Mommy’s good son…oh…Mommy loves you so much…ah…you’re fucking me so good…ah…it feels so good…so good…”
The intense shock gripped my mind. After all, those sex scenes were too shocking for me. Even though she was my biological mother, I couldn't resist my most primal human impulses, and I got an erection.
Although I couldn't suppress my physical urges, I held fast to my reason: "No, she's my mother. I can't have any impure thoughts about my own mother." I forced back my throbbing head and my raging, hard penis, and hurriedly left. Before leaving, I gently locked the door because I didn't want my mother to know I had come back. Otherwise, neither of us would be able to face each other.
I ran downstairs in one breath, leaning against the gate of the complex, panting heavily, my emotions still reeling. "Why did such a disgraceful thing happen to my family? How could my beloved mother have become like this? Was all the reserve and elegance she showed me just an act?" I tried to convince myself to forget everything I had just witnessed. "What should I do now that something like this has happened in my family? Should I expose their shameful deeds? Ask my mother for an explanation and then confront that boy? No, that would ruin my mother's reputation, and our family would be completely destroyed."
Okay, let's just pretend nothing happened. What else can we do? There's nothing I can do.
I didn't go far, but lingered around the neighborhood. About an hour later, I saw my mother and the boy come out of the courtyard and take a taxi. Seeing the boy with his arm around my mother's waist, and occasionally pinching her buttocks, I wanted to chop his hand off. My mother, completely disregarding her image, flirted with him so openly, which made me incredibly jealous: "Mom has never been so affectionate with me before! This wild boy, why does he deserve such treatment from my mother!" Luckily, there weren't many people on the street that early in the morning, and no one noticed my mother and the boy's inappropriate behavior. Otherwise, if an acquaintance had seen them, our family would have been utterly humiliated.
After watching them walk away, I returned home alone and sat on the sofa in a daze. The lewd scene of my mother and that boy having sex wildly reappeared in my mind. I couldn't control my legs and walked towards the place where my mother had just fought.
I went into my room and looked at the messy bed that hadn't been made yet. I felt a strange impulse and excitement.
"That's Mom's handbag. It seems she forgot to take it in her haste to leave." The light blue handbag lying on the bedside caught my attention. It was a Mother's Day gift I gave my mother not long ago. To buy this designer handbag, I almost spent all my savings from childhood. At first, my mother scolded me for wasting money, but she was eventually moved by my filial piety and has always cherished this gift.
I picked up the purse and casually rummaged through it. What I saw solved a mystery that had been bothering me. Inside the purse were a pair of black high heels, a complete set of black stockings and sexy lingerie, a silver sequined camisole, and a tight mini skirt. These items could be bought anywhere online, and my mother had never worn them in front of me. It turned out these were her private outfits prepared specifically for her rendezvous. No wonder I hadn't recognized her in the internet cafe booth.
Driven by lust, I lay on the bed, arranging my mother's bra, panties, and stockings in order beside me, admiring and appreciating them. Those lewd scenes seemed to reappear before my eyes, and my penis immediately grew large and hard. I clearly remembered the smells and sounds from that time, and my hand unconsciously began to stroke and rub my penis. A strange feeling arose within me; my mother's beautiful face and alluring body appeared in my mind. When I came to my senses, my engorged penis immediately ejaculated a stream of hot, thick semen. This was the first time in my life that I had mentally defiled my mother.
After ejaculating, my mind went blank, and a strong sense of guilt gradually overwhelmed me. I despised myself for doing such a despicable thing. After cleaning up a bit and restoring the scene to its original state, I hurriedly left home and returned to school. I needed some time to calm down. I didn't want to go home again until I could accept this fact, because I couldn't face my mother yet.
Time passed day by day, and another weekend arrived in the blink of an eye. My mother noticed that I hadn't come home, so she called to ask what was wrong. I made up a reason to brush it off, but this wasn't a long-term solution. My sexual desire for my mother grew stronger every day, and my guilt was also stronger than before. Every time I fantasized about having sex with my mother and masturbated, I was followed by remorse and self-blame. I felt like I was about to collapse.
It was another sweltering night. I tossed and turned in my dorm bed, my mind filled with images of my mother's naked body. This couldn't go on; I needed to find a way to release my pent-up emotions. Taking advantage of the dorm supervisor's inattention, I sneaked out of the building, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the Superman Internet Cafe near my home. Having frequented this place regularly lately, I'd become quite familiar with the owner, who was very welcoming. Upon seeing me, he immediately seated me in booth number 5 upstairs, which had practically become my personal spot.
Room 5 was where my mother used to make love. Tonight, I came here again, like an addict, inhaling the scent of the chair cushions soaked with my mother's vaginal fluids. Then, with trembling hands, I turned on the computer and played a pornographic film of mother and son committing incest. I always get extremely excited at this point, masturbating wildly until I ejaculate violently. After ejaculating, I felt completely drained, like a wilted eggplant, but I didn't want to go back to school. So, I just wandered around online, chatting here and there.
While I was feeling utterly bored, I noticed a webpage icon on my computer desktop that looked like a local chat room. I'd been so busy watching porn before that I'd never even seen it. Right now, I was looking for a stranger in the same city to chat with and vent my frustrations.
Clicking in, I found quite a few chat rooms, such as "Casual Chatting Fun," "Inside and Outside the Walled City," and "Friendship Sky," but none of them piqued my interest. Suddenly, a room called "Incest House" caught my eye, and how could I, in my restless state, resist the pull of curiosity?
So, with a mix of excitement and nervousness, I entered the room. Once inside, I was quite shocked. A whole host of explicit and arousing words flashed on the screen: "Good son, come fuck Mommy!", "Mommy wants your little brother!", "Ah, Mommy, you're so horny!", "Sister, let Daddy fuck your pussy!", "Bad daddy, you're bullying me!"...
I was stunned for a moment. These words were so familiar. My mother and that boy had also had similar conversations, even more obscene ones. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my heart: "Mom, my mother has been taken away. She has a new baby and no longer loves me, her own son." My first reaction after regaining my senses was to quit immediately.
I let out a long sigh of relief, but my heart was still unsettled.
I went downstairs to buy a bottle of water and came back to continue browsing online, but those provocative words kept swirling in my mind, no matter how hard I tried to shake them off. Finally, I couldn't resist going back to that "incestuous home." In order to be able to post, I even registered an ID called "Good Kid."
The room was crowded, which lessened my loneliness somewhat. Since I was still a newbie and a freshman, I didn't speak up immediately, but instead observed the situation.
There were about a hundred people in the room, half of whom were women, and only a dozen or so were speaking openly. But that was enough to make lewd and stimulating words roll across the screen.
After a while, I mustered up my courage and sent the three words "Hello everyone," but three minutes passed and no one replied. So, I decided to take the initiative, which of course required a lot of courage, but courage alone is not enough without luck. I took the initiative to greet several girls with particularly attractive and suggestive names, but they all ignored me. The most polite one only replied with "I'm very busy."
The boiling passion I felt earlier has calmed down considerably. I originally intended to leave, but I couldn't bear to. Even if I couldn't participate, watching from the sidelines would still be quite exciting; at least it would quench my thirst with a glimpse of something.
Suddenly, a girl named "Incest Mom" greeted me, and my blood immediately boiled again. Her name resonated with my deepest desires.
"Are you busy?" she asked me bluntly.
"Not in a hurry." I was so eager for this thrill that I didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest and answered immediately.
"Want to have sex with me online?" Looks like I'm having a lucky day online, I actually met such a generous girl.
"Of course, I'm very good." Although I'm still a newbie, I can't let her know that, so I try to appear as experienced as possible.
"Then you must answer my questions honestly. You can't ask me questions, but I will tell you what I can tell you, okay?"
"Of course." Although I felt that this girl's request was a bit unreasonable, I agreed in order to continue chatting with her and not offend her. Actually, I wanted to find a substitute for my mother.
"Alright, we'll smuggle it."
Smuggling? How can you smuggle in a chat room? I don't understand what she means, but I can't ask her directly, because that would be like telling her I'm a newbie.
Just as I was considering whether to ask netizens for advice, a prompt box suddenly popped up on the screen, which read "Incestuous Mom wants to establish a private chat channel with you".
Oh! So smuggling means private chatting. No wonder there are so many people here, but so few are actually speaking; most of them are chatting privately. Luckily, my ignorance wasn't discovered, and I immediately agreed.
"How old are you?" the incestuous mother asked, as if checking a census record.
"18." Although I am only 17 years old, there are few people who tell the truth online, so being too honest is not a good thing.
"Okay, about the same age as my son. Are you a local?" Hearing this made my heart skip a beat, and I immediately felt aroused. We continued chatting.
"Yes, I'm a local," I answered honestly.
"Great, me too! Are you still in school?"
"Yes."
Do you have a girlfriend?
"No." As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted it a little. Wasn't this telling people that I was an inexperienced newbie?
"Great, do you love your mom?"
I thought about it for a moment. Although I couldn't face my mother right now because of what she did, I still loved her deep down. I replied, "Of course." After sending the message, I thought about it again and realized that something wasn't right. The love she was referring to might not be the same as the love I was talking about. But I decided to ignore her and see how she interpreted it.
"Okay, that's a good child. I like him the most. Let's begin."
Beep...beep...beep..., My incestuous mother sent me a voice message invitation. The exciting moment is finally about to arrive.
"Wait, I still have a few questions for you?" I had some questions in my mind, so I couldn't help but ask them.
I was very nervous when she didn't reply to my message, and I worried that she might have left.
"Alright then, I'll answer the questions I can, and I hope you won't force yourself to answer the ones I can't." It seemed she had considered it for a while.
"Are you pretty?" This question is obviously superfluous. How pretty can an old mother be? After all, not all middle-aged women are as charming as my mother. But for the sake of my fantasy, I still have to deceive myself.
"Have you ever watched Japanese adult films? I'm no worse than those actresses." What a boastful tone. If that's really the case, why are you even here?
That's what I thought in my heart, but on the surface I still had to flatter them.
"Wow, that's great! Are you tall?"
"1.65 meters, not too short, right?" Wow, the same height as my mom, that's a pleasant surprise.
"Okay, let's begin." I clicked accept, the audio connection was established, but I didn't know what to say.
"Call me Mom." Her voice was sexy and pleasant; she was definitely a mature woman. My heart pounded even harder.
"Mom." Although it was just two simple words, my voice trembled a little, and my heart was pounding wildly, as if I were really calling my own mother.
"Good son, are you hungry?" Her question was so strange.
"I'm not hungry," I answered without thinking.
"Hehe, I was even thinking of feeding you milk, but since you're not hungry, then forget it." How could I be so stupid as to not understand what she meant?
"Hungry, I'm hungry..." I quickly said.
"Then what should you say?" This woman has so many tricks up her sleeve.
“I’m hungry, I want to drink milk,” I said.
Is that all?
"Um."
"It seems you forgot to mention the most important thing."
I thought about it, but I really couldn't think of anything else to say. It seems I still lack experience in this area.
"It's Mom, you haven't called me Mom yet," the incestuous mother said impatiently.
Oh, right, we're playing the role of a mother and son committing incest, so how could we not say the crucial terms? I suddenly understood.
"Mommy, I'm hungry, I want your milk," I replied immediately.
"Good son, come to your mother's arms, let your mother feed you." This incestuous mother is truly promiscuous.
"Are your breasts big?" I suddenly didn't know what to say, because I couldn't imagine what her breasts looked like.
"It's big, and no smaller than your butt. Can't you imagine it for yourself?"
"I can't imagine what you look like," I said frankly.
"You've never even met me, of course you can't figure it out. You can think of your mother." The incestuous mother sounded a little impatient.
I hesitated for a moment. Although I had masturbated in the image of my mother, at this moment, listening to another woman's voice, I couldn't think of anything. I replied apologetically, "I'm sorry, I can't do it." Because I had just masturbated, I really didn't want to accept the fact that my mother was a slut until I was sexually aroused, and I tried to avoid thinking about that aspect.
The incestuous mother fell silent, as if she was thinking about something, or perhaps she no longer wanted to talk to me.
Just when I didn't know what to do, the incestuous mother spoke again: "Child, I can understand your thoughts. I think you should go back, because you are someone who truly loves your mother. I've been in this room for half a year and have talked and done with countless people, but I've never seen anyone like you. I mean, you are different from them. You love your mother and don't want to defile her, while they are just doing it for excitement and physical needs. Think about it yourself. This may be fun, but it's not suitable for you."
My incestuous mother's words were like a sharp sword piercing my heart. Indeed, I should think carefully; not everything is worth pursuing, especially incest between mother and son. Given my family's situation, shouldn't I be even more cautious? Otherwise, things might turn out for real.
"Then I'm leaving." I finally made up my mind; it was better to leave.
"Okay, child, it's good that you understand what Auntie said. If you're ever unhappy in the future, come here to find me. If we're destined to meet again, we'll meet again, okay?" The incestuous mother's words were so heartwarming, just like my own mother. I felt as if I had rediscovered the feeling of maternal love.
Goodbye, Auntie.
Goodbye, child.
We ended the voice call, and although the matter was over, I couldn't calm down.
The exams are in two weeks, and the school is holding a parent-teacher conference about them. This is very important to the homeroom teachers, so all parents are required to attend. I reluctantly called my mom to tell her about the conference. I really hoped she couldn't make it, but she readily agreed, saying she hadn't seen me in a long time, missed me, and wanted to bring me some treats.
Before the meeting, my mother and I took a quick photo in the classroom hallway. Faced with her concerned inquiries and affectionate touches, I didn't dare look her in the eye. It was my own wicked thoughts at play; of course, only I knew the truth. After my mother entered the classroom, many male classmates gathered around, praising my beautiful mother and saying that I was lucky to have such a wonderful mother. But they had no idea what my unspeakable suffering was like.
Two hours later, the parent-teacher meeting finally ended. I deliberately ran to the playground to avoid my mother, but she still found me. I had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, so I turned to run away, but my mother immediately stopped me.
"Xiao Jun, come here!" I had no choice but to lower my head and go over, like a prisoner about to be interrogated.
"Teacher Liu specifically told me that you've been acting strangely lately. You're not paying attention in class, your grades are dropping rapidly, and you often stay out all night. What's going on? Tell me!" My mother asked me in a stern tone, her face tense and serious. She rarely scolds me like this.
"Mom, don't listen to Teacher Liu's nonsense. I... I didn't do it." That's what I said, but my eyes and voice betrayed me. I just couldn't bring myself to lie convincingly.
"You've even learned to lie. Why does Teacher Liu only talk about you and not anyone else? Do you think she would deliberately frame you?"
I think you're becoming less and less ambitious. No wonder you wanted to move to the school dormitory. At first, I thought you had grown up and become sensible, but I didn't expect you were just trying to avoid me. Now that no one is watching you, you can run wild and stop studying properly. You're just messing around all day, aren't you? "Mom was so angry that her face turned white. If there weren't so many people on the playground, I think she would have hit me. I was so scared that I didn't dare to say a word back."
“Final exams are just around the corner. How can you keep going like this? Go home today. No matter how busy I am, I have to keep an eye on you. I can’t just ignore you like this.”
“Go home? I…I don’t want to go back…” Before I could finish speaking, my mother interrupted me: “I’m busy with work outside, and when I get home I still have to take care of you. Isn’t it all for your studies, so you can be successful when you grow up? Do you know how hard it is for me to raise you by myself? What are you complaining about?”
"Who knows what you've been busy with?" I muttered to myself.
"What did you say?" Mom was really angry. I quickly replied, "Nothing, nothing. I'm just going to my dorm to get something, and then I'll go home."
My mother grunted in response and left without saying anything else. I went back to my dorm, tidied up, said goodbye to the dorm manager, and reluctantly headed home. You can imagine how I felt at that moment.
When I got home, my mother was already back. Judging from her stern face, I could tell she was still angry.
"Come here." Although her mother was not happy, her tone had softened.
"Mom, I was wrong. I promise I'll study hard from now on and never go out to play again." I just said a few soft words and admitted my mistake, as long as my mom didn't know my secret.
I sat down next to my mother, picked up a fan to fan her, and tried my best to look ingratiating. I had wanted to massage her back and shoulders, but I didn't dare touch her body. In my heart, my mother today is not just a mother, but also a woman.
"It's good that you know you were wrong. Actually, Mom doesn't want to blame you. Everything I did was for your own good. Xiaojun, can you understand Mom?" Mom's tone softened and a smile appeared on her face. I quickly nodded and said, "I understand, Mom. Don't worry, I will never let you down."
Suddenly, Mom took off her hair clip, shook her head, and her long, black hair gently brushed against my face. A faint fragrance wafted over, and I couldn't help but start daydreaming again.
"Are you sick?" Mom suddenly asked.
"No."
"You're not sick? Then why is your face so red?"
It was then that I realized my face was really hot, so I immediately explained, "It's just too hot."
"It's been really hot these past few days, so be careful not to get heatstroke. There's ice cream in the fridge, feel free to take some." With that, Mom went back to her room, and I quickly followed suit.
Back in my room, I breathed a sigh of relief. My heart, which had been pounding, finally calmed down. What was I afraid of? Mom hadn't noticed anything. Why was I so nervous?
The next day was the weekend. When I woke up, it was almost noon, but my mother had already prepared lunch. It seemed that she had also tidied up the house, probably to welcome me home.
After finishing my meal, I was about to go back to my room to study. I had promised my mother that I would be motivated, so I had to catch up on my missed lessons. But my mother said, "Come on, let's go swimming."
I was taken aback by what she said, and I looked at my mother with a puzzled expression.
My mother looked at me and said, "Didn't they just build a swimming pool next to our neighborhood? I haven't been there yet, and I haven't swum in years."
My hometown is a small inland town where most people can't swim and there are very few who can swim. So there have never been any proper swimming facilities until last month when a swimming pool was built near my home. My mother used to learn to swim in the army, and it seems she's been eager to try it out for a while. I also want to take this opportunity to ease the tension between my mother and me and hopefully remove the obstacles in my mind.
"Isn't it supposed to open in the afternoon?" I asked my mother regretfully.
"I saw the notice when I went to buy groceries this morning. From now on, the store will also be open for two hours at noon on weekends, because there are too many people in the afternoon." As she spoke, Mom went back to her room, and I went back to change my clothes.
The scorching sun was shining brightly in the sky; this weather was unbearable. Luckily, the swimming pool was indoors, or I would have definitely gotten a sunburn.
Mom's calculations were spot on. The swimming pool, the size of two basketball courts, only had about ten people. If we had come in the afternoon, it would have been incredibly crowded. Now it's much more spacious.
After buying the tickets, Mom rented a life ring. She can swim, right? What does she need it for?
My mom and I went to the shallow end, and when she took off her coat, I was stunned. I'd never seen her swimsuit before! It was a two-piece purple bikini, and the kind with ties. It was so hot! No wonder men would have impure thoughts. My eyes started to dart around.
My mother seemed to notice my strange expression and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you think it looks good?"
I nodded and said, "It's...pretty." I was so useless; I even stuttered a little from nervousness. Mom smiled and said, "I also think it looks pretty good, but it's a little small, don't you think?"
The swimsuit was indeed a little small, but it seemed to have good elasticity. It fit Mom perfectly without a single gap, hugging her body and showcasing her sexy curves to the fullest. Coupled with her dignified yet slightly charming face, at first glance, Mom looked ten years younger. No one would believe she was the mother of a high school student; even I started to doubt myself… After getting into the water, I swam a couple of laps, but Mom kept wandering around in the shallow end. I swam over and said, “Mom, why aren’t you swimming?”
"Am I swimming?"
"You call this swimming? Mom, I remember you used to be really good at it!"
“That was so many years ago, it’s not possible now, Mom’s getting old.” My mother’s words carried a hint of melancholy, which made my heart ache. Since Dad passed away, Mom has single-handedly supported the family; it’s truly not easy for her. Gradually, Mom’s image as a goddess was re-established in my heart.
I suddenly had an idea to cheer my mom up, and said, "Mom, how about this, I'll swim in front and you follow behind. If you really can't go on, I'll give you the lifebuoy."
Mom shook her head and said, "No, no, I'm more comfortable like this. You swim by yourself."
"Mom, if you can swim two laps, I'll do the laundry."
I thought this would convince my mother, but she glanced at me sideways and said, "The clothes have already been washed."
"Then I'll wash the dishes today."
"I don't care about your little bit of benefit," Mom said dismissively.
I thought about it and realized there was nothing I could offer my mother, so I decided to take a gamble and asked, "What do you want?"
The corners of Mom's mouth curled up slightly, and she said, "I don't want anything, I just want you to promise me one thing."
"What is it?" It seems that getting me to agree to her request is not an easy thing for my mother, and I regret being so impulsive.
"Final exams are coming up soon, and I need you to promise me that your average score will be above 90, okay?"
"What if I can't do it?" I've fallen too far behind in my studies lately, and to be honest, I'm not really confident. So I didn't agree immediately; it's better to leave some room for maneuver.
"If I don't get above 90... um... I haven't decided yet, I'll think about it later. Anyway, it won't be as easy as washing clothes or dishes." Clearly, Mom still hopes I get good grades.
I thought about it for a moment and figured it was still not too late to cram now. Even last-minute cramming can be effective, so I nodded and our game began.
I sat on the life ring, leisurely paddling in the water, while my mother followed slowly behind with her not-so-perfect breaststroke. As soon as I saw my mother getting close, I would paddle a few times with all my might, which amused my mother so much that she stared at me wide-eyed. At that moment, I had almost forgotten what had happened to my mother.
Just as I was laughing and joking, a beautiful sight caught my eye: my mother's cleavage, a snow-white and alluring cleavage that rose and fell in the rippling water, appearing and disappearing. I stared at it unconsciously, and my mind involuntarily drifted to images of my mother making love, and her naked body.
I tried my best to avoid looking at her, but my eyes couldn't help but wander to my mother's chest, as if I was longing for something but dared not face it.
Just as I was feeling uneasy, the lifebuoy lost its balance and flipped to one side, and I fell into the water. Suddenly, two smooth arms hugged me tightly from behind, and a pair of soft things pressed against my waist. I instinctively struggled to the surface and looked around, but I didn't see my mother. Then, a silvery laugh came from behind me. I turned around and saw my mother, with a gorgeous and charming smile on her face.
"My God, what a beautiful woman! She's not my mother, she's my goddess."
Suddenly, I realized that the soft thing that had been pressed against my waist was my mother's proud breasts. Although the time was so short, the impact on me was so strong. I was completely captivated by this feeling.
"It seems you have to promise me one thing, unless you show me your grades," Mom said with a smile.
My mind was completely focused on my mother's health, and I didn't pay any attention to what she was saying, nor did I know what to say.
"Stop spacing out, relax now so you'll have the energy to study." With that, Mom swam back to the shallow end.
I didn't follow her because my penis was already erect. I could only watch my mother from a distance from time to time. I was terrified that if she saw me while I was nearby, I would be incredibly embarrassed. My mother ignored me and continued playing by herself. Seeing how happy she was, she seemed like a carefree and joyful young girl. I had never seen this side of my mother before. I felt like I didn't understand her at all. What kind of woman is my mother, really?
In the afternoon, I hid in my room, unable to study at all. My mind was a mess, filled with images of my mother being brutally violated by that boy, and the lewd words my mother said to me in the chat room. I thought I needed to talk to someone so I could calm down.
So I closed the door, turned on the computer, and found that chat room again. I was surprised to find that there were many people there during the day, but I waited for two hours and still didn't see "Incest Mom". The same thing happened at night.
The next day in class, I couldn't concentrate at all. The class time felt so long. I finally made it to the end of the day, and Guodong dragged me to play CS again, but I still made an excuse to refuse.
I took a taxi home, and as I expected, my mother wasn't back yet. It would be even better if she was working overtime tonight.
I immediately turned on my computer and skillfully entered the chat room, but unfortunately I still didn't see "Incest Mom." I was a little disappointed, but I wouldn't give up. I could wait... Suddenly the phone rang. It was my mother calling. She said the theater troupe had rehearsals tonight and she wouldn't be back until later. This news was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for me. I immediately made myself a bowl of instant noodles and waited in front of the computer like a hunter waiting for its prey.
Time ticked by, and finally, as dusk was about to end, the "incestuous mother" I had been waiting for appeared. I was about to send her a message, unable to contain my excitement, but then I thought, wouldn't that be too abrupt? Maybe she doesn't even remember me.
Just as I was hesitating, she sent me a message: "Honey, what brings you here?"
"I had nothing to do, so I came to check it out." I was clearly hoping for someone's help, but I didn't dare admit it.
"Nothing to do? Then study your lessons. Are you missing me?" The incestuous mother's bluntness was really hard to bear.
"No, I just have something I want to tell you." I still can't face my own ugly thoughts.
"What's wrong? Tell me, and see if I can help you."
How am I supposed to say this? Last time I rejected her, but today she wants to continue playing the mother-son game. Isn't this fickle? Can she even play this game with me?
While I hesitated, "Incestuous Mom" somehow always seemed to guess what I was thinking and would send me a message with perfect accuracy: "Do you want to continue what you didn't succeed at last time?"
Although it wasn't necessary, I could still feel my face burning. "Yes," I answered resolutely.
"Can you give me a reason?" This stumped me. I didn't know what my reason was; it was just an impulse, a desire.
I thought about it for a while, but I couldn't find a reason that could convince myself and her, so I replied: "I'm sorry, I have no reason, I just really want to."
"It's alright, at least you're honest, unlike some people who spout a lot of sweet talk but not a single word is true. Let's smuggle." What a relief! Luckily, I didn't give those reasons that even elementary school students would doubt, otherwise my image in her eyes would be ruined. It seems she likes simple boys.
Soon, we started a voice call in a small chat room. I was so excited, but also so confused. I didn't know how to start. I suppressed my enthusiasm and tried to make everything seem natural.
"Son, come here, let Mommy hug you." The incestuous mother started first.
"Mommy, I want to nurse." I won't make the same silly mistake I did last time.
"Come on, suckle Mommy's nipple, does Mommy's milk taste good?"
"Okay, Mommy's milk smells so good and is so sweet." This kind of boring conversation makes me want to laugh even when I see it. I'm starting to wonder if we're not having online sex, but just playing house like kids.
"Don't just eat, quickly massage Mommy's breasts, that will make Mommy feel comfortable."
"Mommy, I'm rubbing your breasts. They're so big, so white, and so soft."
Do you like it?
"I like it." It turns out it's quite simple, not as difficult as I imagined.
"Are you feeling anything there?" she suddenly asked, a question that seemed out of the blue.
"What was the reaction?"
"A man's reaction, huh?"
So that's what it is, but I don't feel anything. I replied, "No."
Are you a virgin?
"Yes." A few days ago I would have definitely said no, but now I think there's no need for that, and "incestuous mother" wouldn't like it either.
"Surely you should have some imagination, right?"
"I don't know."
"Okay, from now on, you'll imagine me as your mother. You're doing this with your mother now, okay?"
Actually, I want to do that too. I'm conflicted. Even now, the thought of doing it with my mom still makes me feel a little uncomfortable, but I really want to know what it feels like.
"Can't you do it?" Before I could answer, the incestuous mother asked me impatiently. I wondered if she was burning with desire and couldn't wait any longer.
"I'll give it a try." I still wasn't very confident.
"Who am I?" the incestuous mother asked.
"Mother."
Do you like your mom?
"like."
"Is Mom pretty?"
"pretty."
Do you want your mom?
"think."
"Son, come and take off Mom's clothes."
"Okay." Following my incestuous mother's guidance, I slowly got into the mood.
"Mommy is holding you now, you can kiss me."
"Mommy, I'm kissing you. My hands are gripping your big, soft bottom tightly."
"Son, you're so naughty down there, it's hard and pressing against Mommy."
Suddenly I felt a small tent bulging in my crotch, and boiling hot blood was surging through my body.
"Son, shall I help you resolve this?" the incestuous mother spoke again.
"good."
"Son, Mom is kneeling in front of you now, and I'm sucking your cock. Oh, your cock is so big and so hard." The incestuous mother is really thoughtful.
"Thank you, Mom. Your mouth feels so warm and comfortable." I let my fantasies run wild, and one hand involuntarily began to stroke my aroused genitals.
"Son, can you carry Mom to bed?"
"Okay, I'll carry you there now."
"Good son, Mommy's wet down there."
"Let me touch it, it's really wet, it's all leaking out." I slowly got into the zone, and many words just came out as if by instinct, without thinking. I also found it strange, where did I get this kind of experience?
"Son, Mommy wants it so badly, hurry up and enter Mommy's body." The incestuous mother's words burned like fire, making my whole body hot.
"Mom, I'm here. I'm opening your legs, I'm aiming at your pussy, and I'm going in."
"Oh...~ That feels so good, son. Mommy's thighs are wrapped tightly around your waist. Move."
"Okay, Mom, I moved. You feel so soft and comfortable inside. So much fluid is flowing out."
"Yes, oh... son, you've hit your mother's sweet spot." Ah, I'm so amazing, incestuous mothers are so slutty, they really know how to make men happy.
“Mom, now I’ve grabbed your big breasts again and I’m kneading them.”
"Yes, push harder, Mommy loves it when you do that, ah...~"
I feel as if I have entered another world, a world without any burdens, a world where there is only desire and forbidden pleasure.
"Son, you're amazing, Mommy's coming!" the incestuous mother suddenly said.
"Mom, I'm going to cum too."
"Okay, shoot it inside Mommy's pussy."
I frantically masturbated my own penis, fantasizing about my mother's body. Soon after, I finished my first online sex session, and an indescribable pleasure made me feel more comfortable than ever before.
"Did you just masturbate?" the incestuous mother asked.
"Yes, and you?" I asked curiously.
"Me too, I didn't expect you to be so experienced."
"No, this is my first time."
"Oh, really? You learn pretty fast."
"Right?"
How are you feeling now?
"It's very comfortable. How about you?"
"Me too. To be honest, this is the most comfortable I've ever been here in all my time."
"Can we still be together in the future?"
"Of course, this is my QQ number: 571872677. We can chat on QQ from now on; it'll be more convenient that way. I have something to do, so I'll be going now. Goodbye, son."
Goodbye, Mom.
After adding "Incest Mom" on QQ, I quickly cleaned up the "battlefield" and even sprayed some air freshener in the room.
My mother hadn't come back yet, so I tried to review my lessons, but I just couldn't concentrate. Thinking back to what had just happened, I felt guilty again. I felt like I had let my mother down. No matter what kind of woman she was, how could I, as her biological son, use her as an outlet for my anger? But why was I so crazy just now? As I pondered this, I couldn't find balance in this contradiction, and I returned to my pain and confusion.
It was late at night when my mother came back. If it were before, I would definitely go and chat with her for a while, but today I just said hello and went back to my room. I didn't dare to face my mother for too long, I was afraid that something awkward would happen.
At night, I couldn't sleep. Sometimes I reflected on my shamelessness, and sometimes I recalled my online sex with the "incestuous mother." The only constant was that my hand was always gripping my hard penis.
Every day when I look at my mother, I feel an indescribable guilt, but I can't hide from her every day. So I secretly watch her, paying attention to her every move and every expression. Perhaps because of the mother-son relationship, my mother is completely unguarded in front of me. Her snow-white and charming cleavage and sexy panties jump into my field of vision from time to time.
I discovered that my mother is so beautiful and sexy, but the more beautiful and sexy she is, the more I can't help but fantasize about her.
It was another hot night, and I was engrossed in my studies under the lamp when an ice cream suddenly appeared on my desk. "Take a break and have some ice cream to cool off," my mother's warm voice came from behind me.
I didn't even know when my mother came in, which shows how focused I was. But if I wasn't focused, my mind would wander. Only by forcing myself to concentrate on studying could I put those shameless thoughts behind me. Studying became my way of controlling my emotions. Besides, I had promised my mother I would get good grades, and I couldn't break my promise.
I turned around and looked at my mother, and my heart skipped a beat. She was wearing a pure white shirt and a pair of pink briefs that just covered her big buttocks. Her two snow-white legs were casually exposed in front of me.
"Why is Mom dressed like this? Is it because it's hot? Or does she want to..." I started to let my mind wander again.
"Are there any mock exams lately?" Mom asked again.
"Yes." I thought Mom would leave immediately, but she actually plopped down on my bed. How could I possibly handle her outfit? I turned my head to the other side, avoiding eye contact with Mom's hot body to avoid getting burned.
"Why haven't I heard you mention how your grades are?" Mom asked with concern.
"Math 75, Chinese 90, English 62, Physics..." These scores were far below my mother's expectations, and I had never dared to tell her. But when she suddenly asked, I honestly confessed without even thinking of hiding it.
Suddenly, a slap landed on my head, and my mother said sternly, "Is this your mock exam score?"
You said you'd study hard, but look at you, you're about to fail English.
Just as my mother hit my head, the ice cream in my hand fell to the ground, but I didn't dare to move, or even look up at her, like a child who had done something wrong.
Just then, Mom sighed, as if she felt she shouldn't have hit me. She took a tissue, bent down, and wiped the floor stained with ice cream. Suddenly, a pair of large, white breasts, like mutton fat jade, caught my eye. Wow, Mom wasn't wearing a bra! With her movements, those two semi-circular mounds swayed slightly from side to side. Oh no, I couldn't control myself anymore. My lower body slowly swelled up. I quickly turned my gaze to the other side.
Luckily, Mom left right after wiping the floor, otherwise I would have been embarrassed.
At night, my mother's alluring breasts kept appearing in my mind, making it hard for me to calm down. I don't know when I fell asleep, but I was so sleepy.
...I don't know how long I slept, but a sound woke me up. To be precise, it was my mother's voice, and it was a familiar groan. I immediately perked up and listened carefully.
"Oh...son...you're so amazing...ah..."
Son? Is Mom calling me? What's so great about me? I slowly opened my eyes, trying to see clearly.
My blurry vision slowly cleared, and I saw my mother lying beside my bed, still wearing the same black stockings and lingerie, the same black high heels, and the same boy I'd seen before, violently thrusting into her. I was stunned, furious. How could they do this to me while I was sleeping?
I wanted to go up and hit him, but I couldn't. I didn't even have the strength to get out of bed. What's wrong with me?
Did they give me some kind of medicine?
Just then, they stopped, and the boy smiled and said to me, "You're awake? You saw everything. How does it feel?"
"I'm going to kill you!" I said angrily.
"Are you jealous because you saw your mother being fucked by someone else, and you want to try it yourself? I can help you beg her." The boy said it casually, but it didn't sound like he was joking.
I didn't know how to answer him. It was indeed my deepest thought, but I just couldn't bring myself to say it. Just as I was thinking about it over and over, my mother suddenly hugged me tightly. I tried to struggle, but I didn't have the strength.
My mother breathed softly in my ear and said, "Xiaojun, do you like Mommy?"
“I like it, but…we…” I understand what my mother means, but how can this be? Although I have fantasized about it countless times, reality cannot be like this.
I could feel my mother's soft, large breasts rubbing against my body. She also slipped one hand under my blanket, her slender hand roaming over my skin.
“Xiao Jun, what are you afraid of? You’re not even afraid of me. Are you shy? Do you not like being looked at by him?” Mom said again.
I looked at the boy, who had already sat down to the side and was smiling at us. When he saw me looking at him, he immediately made an encouraging gesture.
Suddenly, Mom reached into my underwear and grabbed my already rock-hard penis, saying, "Xiao Jun, look at you, you don't need to lie to yourself anymore. You like Mom and you want Mom, don't you?"
"Mom, I...no..." I was so anxious I was about to cry.
My mother ignored me, pulled down my underwear, grabbed my penis in one hand, and said, "Hey, look how big my own son's penis is, bigger than yours." As she spoke, she actually bent down and put my penis in her mouth.
A strange warmth surged through my heart, but I couldn't let myself be like this. I wanted to stop my mother's madness, but my hands were powerless and my body was limp. Now I was like a lamb to the slaughter, quietly waiting for my mother to rape me. All I could do was enjoy this rape.
I could clearly see my mother's mouth swallowing and spitting out my penis, her tongue roaming over the head of my penis. Although I felt ashamed, a tingling pleasure still filled every nerve in my body.
The boy stood by, smiling indifferently. My mother was sucking my penis, and every now and then she would give me lewd winks. What was going on? Could something really be this incredible? I wished it was just a dream, but it felt so real.
Mom climbed on top of me again and put her pair of snow-white, full breasts on my face. "Xiao Jun, come and drink Mom's milk. You loved it the most when you were little."
I hesitated for a moment, then had no choice but to suckle one of my mother's nipples. A sweet taste immediately filled my mouth. Did my mother still have milk? My mother took one of my hands and placed it on her other breast. I instinctively rubbed it, and saw a few drops of milky white liquid dripping from her bright red nipple. It was truly amazing.
While nursing, I indulged in playing with my mother's soft, large breasts. The shame I felt earlier had vanished, and I was completely absorbed in my mother's beautiful, sexy body and the thrill of incest.
The boy beside us remained silent, simply watching us with a smile.
A moment later, Mom sat up, grabbed my penis, smiled at me, and then moved her buttocks there, slowly sitting down in front of her wet pussy. I clearly watched my penis being swallowed up inch by inch by Mom's body, a strong pleasure surged into my brain and firmly occupied it, making any moral concepts seem so insignificant.
My mother sat on my lap, unleashing her wanton power. Her face was alluring and seductive, making my heart flutter. Her full, firm breasts bounced up and down. "Oh... ah... son... so comfortable..." my mother moaned happily, her voice sounding so enchanting.
I couldn't help but wiggle my hips to match my mother's movements. I could clearly feel an unprecedented warmth and softness inside her vagina, and the smooth walls were rubbing against my glans with her movements.
“Oh… Xiao Jun, come here… grab Mommy’s breasts… Mommy’s… breasts are so full…” As she spoke, Mommy pulled my hand and placed it on her chest. Her bouncing breasts immediately settled in my hand. I grabbed hard, and several white jets of water shot out from Mommy’s nipples. The scene was incredibly spectacular, just like a milk fountain.
"Ah..." Mom exclaimed, "Oh...that feels much better now...Xiao Jun, continue...ah..."
I frantically rubbed my mother's big breasts, and streams of milk shot out aimlessly, splashing all over my body. I stuck out my tongue and licked every part of my face that I could reach clean. The boy actually chuckled when he saw this.
My mother had so much milk that she showed no sign of stopping. I simply sat up and took turns sucking on her two bright red nipples. My mother held my head tightly, as if afraid I would leave.
I don't know how much time passed, but I suddenly felt full, and my mother's movements slowed down. So she let go of me, rolled over and knelt on the bed, sticking out her round, big buttocks towards me, and said, "Son... come and fuck Mommy. Mommy is a bitch in heat right now, and she wants her son to fuck her." Although I had never done this before, I must have seen it in porn.
I spread my mother's two snow-white buttocks apart, and thrust my penis all the way into her wet, plump vagina. My mother cried out, "Ah...it's so big...child, you've hit...my G-spot...ah..."
My mother's words were a great encouragement to me. I grabbed her slender waist and thrust desperately into her incomparably ecstatic little cunt. Every time I penetrated to the deepest point, my mother would scream, and the sound of our flesh colliding with each other would create a beautiful and lewd melody.
“Good boy… harder… ah… so good… ah…” Mom moaned unrestrainedly. I looked at the boy next to me, and he actually gave me a thumbs up.
"Oh... Mom can't take it anymore... Xiao Jun is too amazing." After Mom finished speaking, I felt her vagina twitch a few times, and then a hot, warm stream sprayed onto my glans.
"Mom, I can't take it anymore, I want to..."
Before I could finish speaking, my mother rolled over in a flash and said, "Son, quick, shoot it on Mommy." Her eyes revealed a look of both longing and terror.
My mother grabbed my penis and started stroking it. I felt a tingling sensation in my glans and couldn't help but ejaculate.
No, semen should be white, but mine is red. I looked at my mother, and her alluring eyes sent chills down my spine.
Suddenly, a stream of bright red liquid spurted from my glans. It was my blood. I saw my mother laughing wildly in the blood mist, and the boy next to her was also laughing hysterically. Suddenly, I couldn't breathe. What was happening?
What on earth is going on?
Did they drug me? Is this God's punishment for me? Punishment for my disrespect towards my mother?
"ah……"
I screamed and jumped out of bed, soaking wet. I pinched my thigh, and it still hurt. It was just a dream. Thank goodness it was just a dream.
Suddenly I felt a sticky sensation in my underwear. I touched it with my hand and realized I had a wet dream.
Suddenly the door opened and Mom rushed in. "What's wrong?" Mom asked anxiously.
"N-nothing, I just had a nightmare." I quickly pulled a blanket over my underwear.
My mother touched my forehead and said, "Look at you, you're covered in cold sweat. Have you been under too much pressure from your studies lately? I shouldn't have pushed you so hard. It's my fault."
"No."
"You must take care of yourself. Mom won't pressure you anymore. Don't push yourself, okay?"
"I understand." The more my mother cared about me, the more guilty I felt.
Should I see a doctor?
"No need, I'm fine."
"Go to sleep if you're okay, call me if you need anything." With that, Mom left, and I finally felt relieved.
I quickly changed out of the underwear and hid it. I'll wash it myself in a few days. I absolutely can't let my mom find out, otherwise what will I say?
Lying in bed, I was wide awake, reflecting on my actions over the past few days. I thought, "Should I think about this rationally? After all, we are mother and son, and even having sex in my dreams is shameful. But can I control my thoughts? I simply can't."
As dawn broke amidst my painful and helpless struggle, I had no choice but to go to school in a daze.
I couldn't attend class, so I lied to Teacher Liu and ran home.
As soon as I got home, I couldn't help but want to find "Incest Mom" again, but she wasn't online, and she didn't reply to my message.
My mother always looks exhausted when she comes home, which makes me feel even more guilty. To get rid of this psychological shadow, I think I should take the initiative to get closer to my mother. Perhaps the image of my mother as a goddess will gradually replace the image of her as a slut, so that I won't have these wild thoughts.
I poured my mother a glass of water and brought it to her, but she looked at me with suspicion and said with a smile, "Why did the sun rise in the west today?"
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
"What are you planning to do now? Tell me."
"What are you doing? Not doing anything?" My mother's words startled me. Did she know something? What if…
"Did you skip class?"
How did Mom know? Wait a minute, I definitely asked for leave. "No," I firmly denied.
"So what do you want to buy?" Mom asked again.
So Mom was just testing me. Luckily, I was firm enough. Since she thought I had something to hide, I decided to go with the flow and said, "I want to buy a cell phone."
"Don't you have a cell phone?"
“I’ve been using that phone for several years. It’s too old and has no functions. I want to get a new one.”
"Let's talk about buying a phone after your exams." My mother seemed a little impatient, so I didn't say anything more.
Back in my room, I felt nothing. Normally, I would have felt disappointed, but this time, it was as if nothing had happened; my mood was unexpectedly calm. And so, peaceful life resumed. But this didn't last long. One day, I opened QQ and found that "Incest Mom" had left me many messages, saying she missed me and urging me to contact her quickly.
Driven by my feelings and my wavering belief, I contacted her again. I told her about the nightmare I had, and she laughed and said, "That's a common problem for teenage boys, it's normal, nothing to be afraid of." Although she said that, she didn't know about my family situation. If she had known, perhaps she wouldn't have said that.
I always felt happy and excited chatting with my "incestuous mother". Gradually, I became addicted to forbidden pleasure. My "incestuous mother" always had countless tricks to attract me. Our online sex went from the bed to the kitchen, bathroom, balcony, and even the street. Scenes of eroticism and excitement and my mother's sexy and voluptuous body kept playing in my mind.
"Can we meet?" Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore. I didn't want to fantasize about my mother anymore. I wanted real sex, I wanted a woman, or I would go crazy. But I didn't have high expectations for the person on the other end of the internet.
"Why?" the other person asked after a long silence.
"Although we have a lot of fun online, I still feel so empty when I'm back in real life, don't you feel the same way?"
I'll say it boldly.
"Actually, I'm no different." I never expected my incestuous mother to be so frank.
"Then can I be your lover?" I said even more boldly.
"No, you're still a child, you shouldn't do that."
"Don't you like children? You've said you've slept with many boys, I want to too."
I can tell that the "incestuous mother" has already been tempted, but is still hesitating.
"But I'm an old woman." If I had just met her, I would have believed her, but now I don't. Judging from her views on some things, I believe she is not only not old, but also quite a trendy woman.
"I don't care."
You will be disappointed.
"I'm even more disappointed if I can't see you." I don't know when I became so cunning.
The "incestuous mother" fell silent again, but I believed she wouldn't just say goodbye to me like that. Sure enough, a few minutes later she said, "Okay, let's meet first, and we can decide whether or not to have sex later."
"Time and place?" I don't know how to describe my feelings at that time. If there were a hole in the ceiling, I would definitely jump to the sky.
"You guys have exams coming up soon, right? Let's talk about it after you finish your exams. I don't want to interfere with your studies."
My enthusiasm was instantly extinguished by half. There are still several days until the exam. How am I supposed to get through this?
"Don't worry, I won't break my promise. Just focus on your studies these next few days."
I felt as if I saw my own mother reflected in the "incestuous mother," which made me even happier.
"Okay, it's a deal."
In the days leading up to the exam, I studied with extraordinary diligence. My promise to my "incestuous mother" provided me with boundless motivation, as did the new cell phone. Although I still often reminisced about the happy times with my "incestuous mother" and the spiritual desecration I felt towards her, it was my emotional anchor. It seems I am beyond redemption.
Before I knew it, the exam was over. My grades were in the upper-middle range of the class, but I didn't reach my mom's requirement of an average score of over 90. She said she could accept it, but wasn't very satisfied. It seems I won't be getting a new phone. However, my mind was more focused on my date with my "incestuous mom".
One day, I found out that my mother had to work overtime. My chance had come. I quickly sent a message to "Incestuous Mom" and waited until the afternoon before she came online.
"Is today okay?" I couldn't wait any longer; I really hoped to see her right away.
"I'm sorry, I have something to do today and can't make it. How about tomorrow?"
"Okay." I was a little disappointed, but it was also good. My mother said that the theater troupe had a performance tomorrow and they might not be back that night. If I was lucky, I could spend the whole night with my "incestuous mother".
"You decide the time and place." My incestuous mother is so considerate; this is exactly what I wanted.
Do you know Superman Internet Cafe?
"Know."
"Meet me at 8 a.m. tomorrow in booth number 5 upstairs in the internet cafe." Why did I choose that place? Because it used to be where my mother and other men had secret rendezvous. Only by meeting there could I truly experience the thrill of incest with my mother.
"It seems we're really meant to be. Okay, I'll do as you say."
"I have a small request, is that alright?" Although contentment brings happiness, I couldn't help but make a request to her.
"Tell me what it is, and I'll try my best to do it for you. After all, I love you." The incestuous mother's words were so heartwarming that I stopped having any reservations.
"Could you wear black lingerie?" My heart was pounding.
"Hehe, how did you know I had a set of black lingerie? I told you we were destined to meet, and I was right." She actually agreed, and seemed very happy about it. I was extremely excited.
"Great! See you tomorrow night!"
"See you there."
The next day, as expected, my mother worked overtime and even called to tell me not to wait for her, as she might not be coming home that night. I was so excited at home that I jumped for joy, planning our dialogue for the night and my first time. Although nothing was finalized yet, my confidence was at an all-time high.
In the evening, I carefully dressed up. When I went out, night had gradually covered the earth. I walked on the road with a feeling of unease. Colorful neon lights swept past me. I looked at the pedestrians on the road with boredom, wondering about their thoughts. Did they also fantasize about incest with their relatives like I did? Perhaps they had already done so. Perhaps they thought it was disgusting...
Before I knew it, I was at the internet cafe. As usual, I went straight upstairs to booth number 5. It was quiet upstairs; there was no one else there except me. I could even hear my own heartbeat. I was early; there was still half an hour before our appointment. Restless, I browsed through the pornographic videos on the computer, trying to find a particularly exciting one to watch with my "incestuous mother" before we made love, to enhance our arousal. Five minutes before 8 PM, I stood anxiously by the second-floor window. Sure enough, I saw a mature, voluptuous woman dressed in black walking into the internet cafe. Although I couldn't see her face clearly, her curvaceous figure was quite similar to my mother's. I guessed she must be very beautiful.
I quickly slipped into the private room, took a deep breath, and tried to relax. Just then, I heard footsteps approaching my room, number 5. It was the sound of high heels. The footsteps grew closer and closer, until finally, a pair of beautiful feet in black high heels stopped in front of the room door. I nervously stood up and boldly reached out to lift the curtain. My hand moved closer and closer to the target, my heart pounding as if it would burst out of my chest.
I think the "incestuous mother" was also nervous, so to avoid startling her, I lifted the curtain and said politely, "Hello, may I ask who you are...?"
The curtain was lifted, and a woman stood in front of me. I was almost scared to death, not because she was ugly, but because she looked so much like my mother. No, that was my mother.
"Xiao Jun, you..." My mother saw my nervous expression and seemed to understand everything, but she still couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Suddenly, time seemed to stand still. I could clearly feel my heart pounding. My mother blushed and was at a loss. So was I. How could such an embarrassing thing happen to us, mother and son? The thing I feared most had finally happened. An online incestuous relationship had actually become real.
"Slap!" My mother slapped me across the face. "Go back!" she said angrily, turning and leaving, leaving me standing there, rooted to the spot. I regretted it. If I hadn't insisted on meeting her, none of this would have happened. Now all the secrets are out; how can we live together anymore?
When I came to my senses, my mother had already gone downstairs and left, so I had to go back by myself.
When I went downstairs to pay the bill, the internet cafe owner grinned and said to me, "Hey bro, take it easy. This slut is really something, hehe. Don't let her exhaust you to death."
"What did you say?" I was so annoyed that I asked him irritably.
“We’re all in the same boat, so don’t hide it from me. Wasn’t that slut who just left here looking for you? She comes every few days, always with a young boy. I bet her cunt has been fucked by at least a hundred men. Hey, I really want to fuck her.”
I was so angry when he insulted my mother like that that I felt like my lungs were going to explode. But what he said was true, and I couldn't think of anything to say in rebuttal. All I could do was yell, "Get out!" and slam the door as I left the internet cafe.
"Hey bro, I'm telling you the truth. You can just play around with this kind of woman, but don't take it seriously."
I know he meant well by advising me, but I really hate that person, and I'll never come here again.
On my way home, I was still uneasy. How would I face my mother when I got home? What would I do after that? My mother was really something. Even if she had physical needs, she could have found a boyfriend properly. Why did she have to do this? No wonder I always encountered "incestuous mothers" when my mother wasn't around. How could I have been so careless? But who would have thought that it would be my own mother?
I had to reconsider my mother. What kind of mother was she really? Did she really enjoy having sex with her son, as some people online claimed? Did she use the "good boy" online as a substitute for me in real life? Did she meet with me to relieve psychological pressure? Countless questions swirled in my mind. My mother, who had lived with me for more than ten years, suddenly became so unfamiliar.
When I got home, my mother wasn't back yet. I didn't know where she had gone. I just hoped nothing else would happen. I kept thinking about the problem from earlier, but the more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I couldn't believe my own confusion, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.
A muffled thud woke me from my sleep. I quickly ran out to see what was wrong and found my mother sitting unconscious by the door, her face flushed. She was clearly drunk, and very drunk at that. This had never happened before.
Seeing my mother's disheveled appearance, my heart ached. It's all my fault that she's like this; she must be in so much pain and feel so helpless.
It took me a lot of effort to get my mother back to her room, but just as I was about to leave, she suddenly grabbed my hand and said, "Xiaojun, don't go... don't go, don't... leave Mom."
I don't know if she was talking nonsense or speaking from the heart, or perhaps both. I sat down next to my mother and wiped her sweat.
"Xiaojun, it's all Mom's fault... Don't leave Mom... Mom apologizes to you... I'm a promiscuous and bad woman, please forgive Mom... okay?" Mom shook her head and muttered to herself. I saw it all, but it hurt me deeply.
Before I knew it, my eyes welled up with tears. I had to take care of my mother, so I stayed by her side all night without sleeping.
The next morning, before my mother woke up, I left her an apology letter and moved back to my school dormitory. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know how to face her.
Because of summer vacation, all my roommates had gone home, leaving only me and the dormitory manager in the entire building, making it exceptionally quiet. The manager was an elderly man in his fifties who usually played chess with the gatekeeper in the reception room and rarely came to the dormitory. Guodong, on the other hand, often came to visit me, which alleviated some of my loneliness, so I was quite grateful to him. Guodong asked me why I wasn't staying at home, and I made up a random excuse, saying that I had a little argument with my mother and was afraid to go home, which he believed.
A week later, my mood gradually improved, and I started to worry about my mother. But I didn't dare to call home. I really hoped that she could forget all the unpleasant things.
That morning, just as I got up, my mother suddenly came to my dorm room. She had beautiful, long, curly hair that she had just gotten permed. I immediately tensed up and whispered, "Mom, you... what are you doing here?"
"What? You left your mother alone at home, and you won't even let her come to see you?" The mother said with a slight smile, as if nothing had happened.
"I took the day off today. Hurry up and fold the blankets; we're going to buy a cell phone later." Mom suddenly said this, and I was a little taken aback. I asked, "A cell phone? What cell phone?"
"Didn't you want a new phone? How could you forget? Hurry up and get it ready, don't keep Mom waiting too long, or I might change my mind, hehe." Mom said with a coquettish laugh, like a mischievous young girl.
I didn't dare to think too much about it and just did as she said.
Unlike our usual shopping trips, my mother and I didn't talk much, but we were closer. She seemed like a completely different person, radiant with happiness, as if she had become ten years younger. She held my hand the whole way, her full, firm breasts rubbing against my arm, giving me goosebumps. I tried to pull away, but she glared at me, as if to say, "Don't move." I really couldn't understand it.
After buying the phone, my mom took me to a fast food restaurant across from the school. We found a secluded spot.
"Xiaojun, you probably know what happened with Mom, right? Do you think Mom went too far?" Mom suddenly said while we were eating.
"No, no." Although I understood what my mother meant, I didn't dare to say it outright.
Mom sighed and said, "Since your father left, I... I've been so focused on my own things that I haven't given you enough care. Now you're all grown up, and I haven't even considered your feelings. I feel like I'm not a good mother. I've been so selfish." Mom's eyes welled up with tears.
"Mom, don't say that. You work for me, I understand. It's my fault for letting you down." Hearing my mother's words, I felt indescribable guilt.
"That's not what I meant. Don't you understand what your mother means?"
Of course I understood what my mother meant, but I couldn't say it, and the silence lasted for three minutes.
"Xiao Jun, do you still remember what the 'incestuous mother' said?" Mom suddenly brought up this sensitive topic.
"I...I don't remember," I answered nervously, unsure of what my mother wanted to do.
"It's alright. If I told you that those were your mother's true feelings, would you believe me?"
"Mom...I...I don't believe it." I still haven't figured this out.
“Son, whether you believe it or not, I can tell you honestly, yes, I have had relationships with many boys, but at that time I only had you in my heart. They were just substitutes for you, including ‘good boy’, do you understand?” Mom said seriously.
"Mom, please stop. I was wrong. I won't do it again." I lowered my head like a sinner.
My mother grabbed one of my hands and said, "Son, you did nothing wrong. If you did, it's my fault. I shouldn't have done such a stupid thing."
My mother's words exploded in my head, leaving me disoriented and unable to see the sky or the ground. Was my mother trying to tell me something? I was at a loss and didn't know how to talk to her.
We were all silent, as if separated by two different spaces.
The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, but in order to figure out what was going on, I mustered up my courage and said, "Mom, I still don't quite understand."
"Xiaojun, tell Mom what your opinion is on incest in real life?" Mom asked in return.
"I...I don't...I don't have any opinion," I answered timidly.
"If you have no opinion, then why did you go to the 'incestuous home'?"
“Once… I saw you at home… with a boy… I… I couldn’t help myself, so I…” In order to understand my mother’s true thoughts, I had no choice but to confess to her first.
My mother paused for a moment, looked at me, then looked around. Suddenly, she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt and pushed the collar to the sides, revealing a snow-white cleavage to my eyes. "Is it pretty?" my mother asked boldly.
I was immediately filled with panic. How could my mother do this in front of everyone?
"Do you think it's pretty?" Mom asked again.
"Beautiful." I nodded reluctantly.
"So, do you like it?"
"like."
"Xiao Jun, are you fantasizing about your mother's body and masturbating, like you said online?"
"Mom, I... I'm sorry." My mother's question was really hard for me to answer.
“Son, since it has already happened, it’s too late to regret it. I know you’re embarrassed, but we can’t carry this burden for the rest of our lives. I’ve thought about it, and only by facing it can we possibly find relief. Don’t be nervous, just say what you think. I’m ready.”
I fell silent again. My mother had finally laid her cards on the table. What should I do?
“Son, you know, when we talk, I'm always fantasizing about you masturbating. Do you think your mother is shameless and lewd? But why is that? Because your mother is also a woman, with emotions and desires. I haven't remarried all these years because I was afraid you wouldn't be able to accept it, and even more afraid you would suffer. So, I can only…”
My mother's monologue shocked me. I had never considered that my mother was so wronged. This was my failure as a son. I always tried to please my mother, but I never paid attention to her needs.
"Mom, let's go back to the dorm." I was so afraid that we wouldn't be able to control our emotions and would embarrass ourselves in front of everyone.
Mom nodded slightly.
On the way back to the dormitory, we hugged each other like a couple, the only difference being that we didn't speak or smile, but rather looked like comrades-in-arms going into a fire together.
I carefully analyzed what my mother had just said. Although she was a bit incoherent, her intention was clear. But what should I do?
After all, this isn't a game. Although I've fantasized about her body countless times, it was just a fantasy. Now, the fantasy is about to become reality, and I'm completely unprepared. I love my mother, and I believe she loves me too. Why do we share the same hobby? Is it genetic or divine intervention? This is too bizarre.
"Xiaojun, is there anything you want to tell your mother?" My mother asked me as soon as we entered the dormitory building.
"I don't know how to say it, Mom, can we do it?" After thinking about it all the way, I calmed down a lot.
"Why not? Do you remember what you promised your mother?" my mother asked me in return.
"What's up?"
"You promised Mom that if your average score on the final exam wasn't above 90, you'd have to do something for her. I didn't think of what to ask you to do then, but now I have. I want 'Incestuous Mom' and 'Good Child' to fulfill their unfinished date from last time. I don't think you'll break your promise, will you?" Mom formally made her request to me.
"But this is reality, not the internet. I'm afraid I might not handle it well."
“Son, I’ve thought about this too, but have you considered it? We live together like this, and we both have these thoughts. How are we going to face this in the future? Do you want me to go find another lover outside?” As the mother said this, her eyes revealed a warm and loving affection.
"Mom, what do you think we should do?" I don't want anyone to take my mother away again, so I've decided to listen to her in everything.
“I’ve thought it through. What’s meant to happen will happen, and what’s not meant to happen can’t be forced. Why don’t we give it a try? If we can accept it, why not? If it really doesn’t work, we’ll think of something else.” As she spoke, Mom gently hooked her arms around my neck and pressed her body close to mine.
I thought I would feel very uncomfortable, but not at all. I just felt my heart pounding and my body temperature rising. I couldn't help but hug my mother's waist. My mother immediately pressed her fragrant lips to my mouth. I didn't shy away and stuck out my tongue to entwine with hers. I felt a light, floating sensation. The feeling was truly magical.
I don't know how much time passed before we finally let go of each other. By then, my mother's face was covered in my drool.
"Son, how are you feeling?" Mom asked me shyly.
I nodded and said, "It feels wonderful."
"Me too." As she said this, Mom moved my hand down and placed it right on her round, plump buttocks. My hand felt like it was being sucked in.
I gently stroked my mother's buttocks, and she hugged me tightly, her firm and elastic breasts rubbing against my body. Suddenly, one of her hands reached into my crotch and gently grasped my steel-like penis. My mind went blank, and an unprecedented stimulation took over my brain.
My mother looked at me with a charming smile and said, "Shall we go inside?"
I had never seen my mother before, and I never imagined that my goddess would look like this. She was noble yet alluring, with a strong attraction that drew me in.
After entering the dormitory room, I locked the door. My mother immediately helped me take off my clothes, and I numbly cooperated. I couldn't help but ask myself, is this how we start? Is my mother going to give me my first time?
My mother quickly took off her outer clothes, followed by the black stockings and sexy lingerie I was familiar with. A mature and voluptuous body was thus nakedly displayed in front of me, with fair skin, full and firm breasts, a slender waist, long and beautiful legs, and that dark, oily forest. I stared at her, my eyes wide open. She was so beautiful and so sexy.
My mother pulled me to the bedside and said, "Son, are you ready?"
I nodded firmly, put one arm around my mother, and gently rubbed her large breast with the other. My mother's breasts were so soft and smooth, and her pink nipples were as alluring as two rubies. My mother's hands were not idle either; she firmly gripped my hard penis. "Wow, it's so big," my mother exclaimed.
I gently placed my mother on the bed, and she waited like a lamb. I lay on top of her, my hands roaming over her alabaster skin. Although my mother had pleased countless men, she still shyly closed her eyes in front of her own son, breathing heavily, looking very pleased.
Slowly, my hand reached that mysterious triangle area, which was already damp. It was easy to find my warm old home, but now it had become a water curtain cave, smooth and tender inside. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I immediately spread my mother's legs apart and desperately pushed my penis into that dark triangle area. But strangely, I couldn't find my way out.
Seeing my flustered state, Mom chuckled and said, "Let me do it." As she spoke, she grabbed my penis with one hand and moved it down. The warm and comfortable feeling tightly enveloped my glans, and my body felt like it was being electrified.
I slowly pulled out my penis and then thrust it in hard. "Ah..." Mom let out a soft cry. My penis was almost completely inside her vagina.
I lay on top of my mother, one hand gripping her large breasts tightly, my hips swaying wildly. The friction between my glans and her vaginal walls brought me unprecedented pleasure. More importantly, something I had fantasized about countless times had become a reality. Just a moment ago, I was considering whether I should do this. It seems my mother was right. I never imagined that the thrill of incest could be so exciting. I felt as if I had fallen into a gentle dreamland, where there were no taboos or constraints. All I wanted to do was sprint, sprint desperately, sprinting towards the climax of my mother and me.
"Oh...ah...so good...my son...so good...ah..." Mom breathed heavily, moaning softly, her face flushed, her dark hair scattered on the white sheets, her body covered in fragrant sweat that made us stick together.
I thrust my penis in and out of my mother's vagina with abandon. That vagina felt like a warm home, drawing me in. "Mom, are you comfortable?"
"Oh...yes...Mom feels so good...Xiao Jun...thank you for making Mom...feel real happiness...ah!"
My mother's legs were wrapped tightly around my waist, and her buttocks swayed up and down with my rhythm.
Suddenly, Mom rolled over and pinned me beneath her. She straightened up and sat on my penis, moving her hips up and down. I could clearly see my penis going in and out of Mom's body; it felt amazing.
"Son...do you like it...ah..." Mom said to me with a wicked smile, her pair of snow-white and full breasts bouncing up and down with her body. The scene was spectacular, and I couldn't help but grab them firmly in my hands and rub them to my heart's content.
"I love it, Mom, I love it so much!"
Her pink pussy gripped the hot cock tightly, and a soft, tingling sensation spread throughout our bodies. Mom swayed her hips wantonly, and her ecstatic moans and forbidden stimulation made me feel like I was in heaven. Morality had long since vanished; only the pleasure of incest surrounded us.
Soon, Mom collapsed wearily onto me, but her buttocks continued to wriggle. It seemed she was exhausted. I immediately rolled over, making her raise her round, white buttocks, and my penis, like a hot iron rod, entered her from behind. Holding Mom's buttocks, I thrust my penis relentlessly into her vagina, a glistening stream of vaginal fluid flowing down her thighs onto the sheets.
"Ah...oh...son...faster...oh...harder...ah..." My mother's moans grew louder and louder, making my blood boil. I couldn't help but thrust harder and faster, and I saw a large red patch on my mother's snow-white buttocks.
"Ah...son...Mom can't take it anymore...Mom's going to come...ah..." As she spoke, her body convulsed, and a warm current rushed towards my glans, so hot that I couldn't help but ejaculate for the first time.
Afterwards, my mother and I hugged each other like a pair of young lovers, savoring the forbidden pleasure.
"Son, how were you feeling just now?" Mom suddenly asked me gently.
"It feels so good, thank you, Mom."
"Why are you thanking me? I should be thanking you!"
"Why?" I asked curiously.
"Because you remind me of your father, and you've made me feel like a wife again." As she spoke, a girlish shyness appeared on her face.
"No, Mom, this is what I should do. It's me who has been neglecting your feelings. I'm sorry."
"Son, do you know? Before I came to school, I had already thought it through. If we can't be honest with each other about our feelings, then I'll have to find someone to marry as soon as possible. I'm so afraid that our family will be ruined. After all, we can't live like before anymore. You're not a child anymore, and I don't know if you're feeling bad either."
My mother's words startled me. I didn't expect her to be so thoughtful. If we fail today, and she just marries some random person, and that person treats her badly, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.
"No, Mom, I won't let you get married. You're mine, and I'm your man," I said excitedly.
My mother patted my head and said kindly, "Silly child, isn't Mommy here? How could Mommy bear to marry someone else after having you? Tell Mommy, do you love me?"
"Okay, Mom, I love you."
"Just like you said to the 'incestuous mother'?"
“Yes, just like we do online.” As I said this, I pressed my mother down on top of me again. My mother smiled and cooperated with me. The small student dormitory became our sex paradise. I had a sudden idea and made love with my mother on every bed, even on the windowsill, in the hallway, and in the bathroom, trying to leave our love marks in every corner of the dormitory building. My mother happily accompanied me, letting me indulge my mischievous boyish nature. My mother and I made love from noon until night, and neither of us could remember how many times we did it. We finally fell asleep in each other's arms around 2 a.m., completely exhausted.
The next morning, I went out to buy breakfast. When I returned to the dorm, I thought my mom hadn't gotten up yet, but to my surprise, she had already made my bed. To my surprise, Guodong was there too; he had come to the dorm early to visit me. Luckily, we hadn't stayed in bed, otherwise, if Guodong had found out, things would have been serious. My mom had heard me mention Guodong before and was chatting happily with him, even extending a warm invitation for him to have dinner with us.
During dinner, Mom continued chatting enthusiastically with Guodong, but she didn't neglect me either, occasionally speaking to me, asking about Guodong's family situation and encouraging us to help each other. Mom wore a white floral tank top, her long hair casually draped down her back, exuding the charm of a mature woman. Guodong seemed attracted to Mom too; I noticed him stealing glances at her long, slender, white legs, which made me very unhappy.
"Auntie, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before, but I just can't remember." Guodong suddenly blurted out this while we were eating, which made me tense up. I immediately remembered that Guodong had seen my mother in an internet cafe and seemed to be infatuated with her. I stopped eating and stood there, waiting to hear how my mother would respond.
Compared to my panic and helplessness, my mother seemed very calm, smiling and saying, "I work in the county theater troupe. Maybe you've seen my performances." I seized the opportunity to echo my mother's words, saying, "Yes, my mother has performed a lot, and she's even been on the county's TV programs. You must have seen her on TV. What did you think of my mother's dancing?" I hoped that my skill at changing the subject would fool Guodong, and that he absolutely couldn't discover the truth.
Guodong looked doubtful after hearing what I said. He seemed to remember something and suddenly said, "No, I didn't see Auntie on TV."
My heart was in my throat. Had he recognized my mother?
Just as I was getting nervous, Guodong said again, "Last year during the National Day holiday, the school organized a performance, and I must have seen Auntie around that time. That's right, it was around that time." Damn, that scared me to death; he almost exposed my charade.
"Auntie, you participated in that performance too, right?" Guodong asked his mother.
"Hmm, your memory is really good, you still remember after all this time." Mom's move was quite clever, finally covering up the lie. I quickly laughed it off and said, "That means Mom's performance was a success, hehe, hehe." I smiled foolishly, glad that the lie hadn't been exposed.
That very night, I moved back home, and naturally, I had my way with my mother. However, she laid down three rules beforehand: first, we must keep our relationship a secret; second, we cannot let our lovemaking interfere with my studies; and third, from that day forward, we must be faithful to each other and not have sex with anyone other than our partner, not even online. If either of us broke any of these rules, we would have to accept the other's punishment. Faced with the allure woven by my mother's beautiful body, I was already impatient and readily agreed.
Time flies! In the blink of an eye, the happy summer vacation is almost over, and school starts in just a few days. Forbidden fruit is tempting, but you can't eat too much of it. I still need to make time for my friends; I can't neglect them for romance, hehe. The other day I invited Guodong to the swimming pool, but I didn't expect that this guy is not only a terrible swimmer, but also a coward. He clung to his life ring and spun around on the edge, refusing to get in the water. I had to swim two laps by myself, but then I got bored and went home. What a waste of the ticket!
"Son, you're back so early? Mom made bamboo shoot and abalone soup for you to nourish your body today." Mom was overjoyed to see me back so early, probably thinking I rushed back because I missed her.
"Mom, that little abalone on your body is still the tastiest," I said with ill intent.
"You naughty son, always arguing with your mother, do you want it again?"
"Yes, people come back so early because they miss their mothers and want to make you comfortable, right?"
"You little rascal, you've got a good point. You clearly wanted it yourself, but you're pushing the responsibility onto your mother. Fine, go lock the door." Mom said with a laugh, then turned and went into my room.
Although I had sweated a bit on the way home, I didn't bother to take a shower. I went straight into the room and jumped onto the bed. My mother quickly took off her clothes and lay down naked with her legs spread wide: "I can't do anything with you. Come on, son, eat your mother up."
At this moment, my mother's vulva was clearly exposed in front of me. My penis was already hard and swollen. I immediately took off my clothes and lay down next to my mother. I kissed her and stroked her vulva. After a while, I felt that my mother's vagina was wet. So I stretched out my middle finger and teased her vagina.
"Little darling, stop playing around and hurry up and put your dick in, Mom wants it." It seems Mom is already impatient, so I said, "No rush, let me see our dancer's little slutty pussy first."
Mom blushed and spat out, "I've done it to you so many times, aren't you still not enough to see?"
I have a habit: before I fuck my mom's pussy every time, I have to look at her pussy carefully. Even though I look at it every day, I still can't get enough of it. My mom's pubic hair is black and shiny, and her labia majora are plump and thick, feeling soft and hairy to the touch. Her vaginal opening is small and charming, full of pink temptation, especially when it's wet. No wonder so many people like to play with my mom's body.
I couldn't resist kissing my mother's labia minora. Finally, my mother couldn't hold back anymore: "Good son, stop torturing your mother and come in quickly. My pussy is so itchy. Use your big cock to fuck my horny pussy."
Looking at my mother's slutty and wanton appearance, I said, "Mom, you're so charming. How lucky am I to be with you? Come on, your son is going to fuck your cunt raw today."
"Go ahead and do it if you dare. I'll only feel good if you fuck me to death." Hearing my mother say this, I forcefully inserted my hard, long-erect penis into her vagina and started fucking her hard.
"Oh... harder, my darling son... ah... deeper... Mommy's inside is so itchy..."
I thrust my penis as deep as I could into my mother's vagina, saying as I fucked her:
"Mom...I'll fuck your cunt...I'll fuck your slutty cunt raw...I'll get so many people to fuck your cunt...fuck you to death...I'll fuck you to death..."
Upon hearing this, the mother became incredibly excited, moaning wildly, "Fuck me...fuck me to death, fuck your own mother's little cunt raw...oh, so good, I'm going to heaven...ah...ah...it feels good, son, it feels good to fuck your own mother's cunt...Mom has been fucked by so many people, Mom is shameless...a prostitute, anyone can fuck her...ah...Mom's cunt, punish Mom...ah..."
Hearing my mother's moans made me even more energetic: "Mom, you're a slut, I'm going to cum, I'm going to fill your big cunt with my sperm."
"Shoot, son...that's me...good son...it's good to get Mom's belly big...even if you shoot your way into Mom's cunt...Mom will be happy..."
Just as my mother was moaning and groaning, I thrust my hips forward and ejaculated a stream of hot semen into her vagina. This ordeal lasted for over an hour; I was so comfortable I almost passed out. My mother was also extremely excited, saying, "Good son, you fucked me so well this time, baby, don't pull your cock out yet, let me enjoy it a little longer." Exhausted, I lay on top of my mother, leaving only my penis inside her vagina, and fell asleep holding her.
After some time, Mom said, "Good son, do you still have energy? Mom wants more."
"Mom, I can't do it anymore. In a few years, when I'm older and stronger, I'll fuck you all day long until I'm completely satisfied, okay?" I'm only 17 years old after all, and my energy is limited. After my battle with my mother, I haven't recovered so quickly. I have no choice but to disappoint her.
My mother said quietly, "In a few years, I'll be old. By then, you'll be married and have a wife, and you'll lose interest in me!"
"Mom, you're so beautiful. Even when you're old, you'll still be charming. Making love with you then will be even more enjoyable."
My mother laughed and said, "Silly child, you're so good at making me happy." At that moment, I noticed that my mother was masturbating. I felt sad about my impotence. To show my love for my mother, I took advantage of the fact that her orgasm had not completely subsided and boldly said, "Mom, I'll call Guodong to fuck you."
Since that incident in the school dormitory, I've had sex with my mother almost every day. Although it's always pleasurable, I've gradually lost that initial thrill. But whenever I think of my mother and that boy's illicit affair, I feel a strange excitement. Then I suddenly had an idea: to find Guodong to have sex with my mother. This would not only help her solve her sexual frustration but might also help me rekindle that initial excitement.
"Okay, as long as you're not jealous." My mother thought I was joking and agreed without a second thought.
"As long as Mom is willing, I definitely won't be jealous. I'll go find him right now." With that, I got up and put on my clothes.
"Don't rush into this. We don't even know if Guodong is willing yet. Let's talk about it later." My mother seemed a little hesitant when she saw that I was serious.
"Mom, back in the day you were the most beautiful woman in the army, what man wouldn't want to sleep with you? Actually, I've known for a long time that Guodong likes you, how could I not agree? Just wait at home for my good news."
"Where will you go when he comes to our house later?" The mother asked shyly, like a little girl.
"I'll just watch from the sidelines."
"Silly child, what kind of son stands by and watches his mother being fucked by someone else?" Mom smiled and shook her head, gently patting my face twice with one hand.
"Mom, stop pretending to be so serious. I've seen that brat fucking you here before."
"You're really going to call him over? I thought you were joking! That won't do." My mother's expression suddenly changed, and her tone became very firm. Perhaps my words had offended her.
"It's okay, just stay home and cook dinner for us." I got a little stubborn. Who told my mom to be so slutty, having slept with so many people in the past? I had to see her and Guodong fuck, and besides, I was doing it to satisfy her.
"I really can't do anything with you. Go if you want, but I won't allow Guodong to come." With that, Mom put on her clothes and left the room.
Here I'd like to introduce Guodong's family situation. Guodong's father is a raw material purchasing agent at a factory. Because of his work, he often travels for business and rarely stays at home. Guodong's mother's name is Xiao Li. She is a head nurse at the county hospital. She is in her forties. Although she is not as beautiful as my mother, she can still be considered a beautiful mature woman. I saw them once at school when I was in high school. I always thought Guodong's father was very ugly and not good enough for Aunt Xiao.
Guodong's house wasn't far from mine, and I arrived there in no time. It was a two-story house with its own entrance and yard. The first floor had a living room and kitchen, and the second floor had a master bedroom and a small bedroom. I figured Guodong's father must have embezzled a lot of money from procurement; otherwise, how could he afford to build such a small house on his salary?
Once I entered Guodong's house, I went straight upstairs to find him. As I approached the second floor, I suddenly saw Guodong peeking through the crack in his parents' room door. He didn't even notice me coming up, showing how focused he was. Not daring to disturb him, I quietly walked behind him and peeked through the crack. I saw his father, naked, on top of his mother, who was also naked, motionless. It turned out Guodong was peeping at his parents having sex, but it looked like they were already finished. Before they could get dressed, I quickly took out my phone and snapped a picture of the naked couple in the room as a memento.
The phone rang, immediately heard by Guodong, who was spying on me. He turned around, saw it was me, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. I was about to speak to him when he quickly gestured for me to be quiet, grabbed my hand, and ran downstairs in one breath. Then he whispered to me, "What did you just see?"
"I saw your dad and your mom having sex, and you were peeking too, weren't you?" This kind of thing is no longer a mystery to me, there's nothing to hide, so I admitted it frankly.
Guodong's face flushed red and then turned pale, looking very uncomfortable. "Take it out," he said, stretching out his hand as if asking me for something.
"What?" I asked him, puzzled.
"Don't play dumb. You just took a picture with your phone. Don't think I didn't know. Take it out now and I'll delete it."
"Why would I delete it? I wanted to keep it to admire." Actually, no matter how good Aunt Xiao's nude photos are, they can't compare to my mother's body. I don't care about a single photo. I just wanted to joke around with Guodong. I'll delete it when I'm done joking around.
Guodong tried to grab my phone for ages but couldn't. He seemed really anxious and suddenly said, "If you don't let me delete the photos, I'll tell everyone about your mother!"
Upon hearing Guodong's words, my first reaction was that he knew about my incestuous relationship with my mother. However, upon closer inspection, that seemed impossible. My mother and I had kept it a very good secret; how could Guodong possibly know? So, instead of confessing, I wanted to see how much he actually knew. I said, "What could possibly happen to my mother? Don't try to scare me."
"Hmph, the woman I saw at the internet cafe that night was your mom. Actually, I recognized her a long time ago, but I didn't say anything because we're buddies. Don't force me to reveal everything about your mom." I didn't expect Guodong to be so shrewd. I used to think he was a simpleton who was easy to fool, but it turns out he was just playing dumb. He's shrewd, but I'm not stupid either. I said, "I'll delete the photos, but only if you let me sleep with your mom once."
Guodong got angry as soon as he heard that and said, "Go to hell! Why won't I fuck your mother's cunt?!"
I came to Guodong this time originally to ask him to have sex with my mother. If I could play a mother-swapping game, then I wouldn't lose out. After making my wishful thinking, I said, "Okay, if you exchange your mother for mine, then my mother is yours. Otherwise, I'll show the photos to your father and tell him that you were spying on me. I wonder if he won't beat you to death."
Guodong listened to me and thought about it for a long time. Finally, he couldn't resist my coaxing and cajoling and said, "Really? Will your mother agree?"
"Don't worry, I'll convince her. You can stay at my house tonight and fuck her cunt all night. But you can't tell anyone, and your mother will also be fucked by me. If you dare to back out, I'll tell your father."
Guodong was quite excited by what I said, but he was still a little skeptical. He said, "Okay, it's a deal. I'll tell Mom and Dad, otherwise they'll worry." Seeing that it was almost time, Guodong went back upstairs and knocked twice on his bedroom door. After a while, his father opened the door in his pajamas and said, "Son, you're back. Your mother isn't feeling well and is sleeping. Go back to your room and play."
"Dad, I'm thinking of staying at Xiaojun's house tonight and not coming back." Guodong's father was delighted to hear this and said, "Okay, have fun at Xiaojun's house, but don't fight." With that, he closed the door.
I heard it downstairs and thought to myself, "With my mom's little pussy to serve him, he won't have the mind to fight with me."
I said to Guodong, "Your dad is rarely home. When he comes back, of course he wants to have sex with Mom to his heart's content. He'll be happier if you don't come home."
When we got home, Mom had already cooked dinner, including bamboo shoot and abalone soup. She seemed surprised to see us come in; she hadn't expected me to bring Guodong back. She said awkwardly, "Guodong's here! Haven't eaten yet? Auntie just finished cooking, let's eat together."
"Thank you, Aunt Mei. I've already eaten at home." It was clear that Guodong was still very nervous.
"Guodong, why are you being so polite at my house? Eat and drink your fill so you'll have the energy to fight with Mom later." When Mom heard me say that, her face flushed red with embarrassment, and she said coquettishly, "Xiaojun, what nonsense are you talking about? Mom's going to get angry!"
“Mom, Guodong isn’t an outsider, it’s okay. You know he’s here to fuck you.” As I said this, I put one arm around my mother and reached into her clothes with the other to caress her full, firm breasts. I said to Guodong, “Didn’t you take a liking to my mom a long time ago? Come on, give it a try. My mom is the leading lady of our county’s opera troupe.”
At this moment, I saw Guodong blushing, looking down, glancing at his mother with his eyes, not daring to speak, looking both surprised and embarrassed.
"Guodong, you even dare to watch your own parents having sex, what are you afraid of if you look at my mom's breasts? Mom, let him touch your breasts."
Mom was so ashamed she wanted to disappear, and stammered, "No...no, Xiaojun, Mom is really embarrassed..." Seeing Mom like this, I got even more excited. "Mom, why aren't you embarrassed when I fuck you? Aren't you pretty horny when you fuck those other guys? Go on, let Guodong play with your little cunt. We're going to take turns fucking you later." Seeing that Mom was keeping a straight face and not moving, I was afraid that forcing her would spoil the fun, so I said to Mom, "Mom, Guodong is still a virgin. If you help him lose his virginity, he'll never forget you for the rest of his life. You'll feel so accomplished."
Seeing what I said, Mom seemed to be tempted, and asked Guodong, "Guodong, do you like Auntie?"
"I...I like it," Guodong said softly.
"Alright, Xiao Jun, go and close all the doors and windows. You'll be so embarrassed if someone sees this."
I obeyed and closed the doors and windows. When I came back, I said to them, "From now on, you two are mother and son. I'll be an outsider, okay? Aunt Mei?" I called my mother that because I saw that they were both very reserved, and I deliberately tried to get closer to them so that they could relax a bit.
Seeing my arrangement, Mom seemed a little unhappy and said to me, "Xiaojun, are you really not worried about lending Mom to someone else?" I felt a little uncomfortable, but for some reason, I pushed Mom next to Guodong and said, "I asked him to come, why would I mind?"
"Alright then, Guodong, tonight I'm your mother. Let's have a good time together. Xiaojun is an outsider now, he has no part in this." Mom actually kicked me out of the game. It seems she's really angry with me. Looking at her curvaceous body, her exposed arms, her breasts faintly visible, and her slender, long legs, I couldn't help but fantasize. Such a beautiful woman like my mother, and now I'm about to hand her over to someone else. I started to regret it.
"Mom, I...I will definitely serve you well and make you comfortable." Guodong is really good at flattering me, calling me "Mom" so quickly. Mom also shoved him with her shoulder and said, "You are really my good son." The two of them actually started flirting in front of me. I didn't know what to feel, but I still smiled and watched them.
Guodong began to put his arms around his mother, and his mother leaned towards him. After a few rounds of flirting, his mother's body went limp. Guodong gently held her and, imitating his father, inserted his fingers into his mother's vagina and played with her cunt. With his other hand, he pinched and touched his mother's full, white breasts.
"Xiao Jun, your mom's pussy is so fun, and her breasts are bigger than mine." Watching Guo Dong having so much fun, I thought to myself, "Of course! If my mom's pussy isn't fun, then whose is? She's a national second-level dancer, her figure is naturally amazing. Men would have all sorts of fantasies when they see her breasts. I don't know what kind of good fortune you had in your past life to be able to play with such a high-class woman." Thinking of this, I really felt uncomfortable.
I suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked my mother, "Mom... Aunt Mei, should I go buy some condoms?" My mother said something that made me tense up immediately. She said, "Why wear that thing? You didn't wear one when you were with me. Since you invited Guodong here, let him take advantage of you. Let him play with you freely." My mother leaned seductively into Guodong's arms. Her top had been unbuttoned, and her full, snow-white breasts were faintly visible through her bra.
I was furious and almost wanted to beat Guodong up, but he was the one who brought this here, so he got what he deserved. After my anger subsided, I said, "You should rest now and go back to your room." Guodong carried his mother's almost naked body and walked towards her room, then towards his parents' bed.
"Damn it, I've never even slept in Dad and Mom's big bed. This kid is too outrageous. Why doesn't Mom stop him?"
Not only did Mom indulge Guodong, but she was also panting heavily, looking like a sexually frustrated slut. When I looked again, I was even more furious; her skirt was already damp. Apparently…
I thought to myself, "Tonight, Mom's body is at his mercy. This is nothing compared to what I hope Mom won't let him ejaculate inside her."
After Guodong put his mother on the bed, he came back and said to me as he closed the door, "Don't worry, I'll treat Aunt Mei well and make sure she has a good time." I didn't move for a moment, and not long after, I heard my mother's moans and cries coming from inside the room. I was a little worried, so I sat on the sofa in the living room to rest for a while. I heard my mother's moans getting louder and louder: "Good brother, you...you're so bad...you can't...do this...it feels so good...slower...slower...oh...how come you're going in so deep...I'm going to die..."
“You little rascal, you’re playing with someone else’s mother in their own home… How can you be so shameless? Ah… deeper… deeper…” the mother moaned again.
"How does it compare to Xiao Jun?" Guo Dong asked.
“Much bigger than him…so comfortable…” As my mother spoke, I heard Guodong’s smug laughter.
I closed my eyes and imagined: Mom's jade legs were spread apart and raised, letting that thick, meaty rod go in and out, her petals were wet and dripping with fluid, and Mom and Guodong's lustful fluids flowed all the way to Mom and Dad's big bed. That guy was fucking Mom's cunt while playing with her little nipples, which were like red cherries, with his hands and tongue. Mom's breasts were the most sensitive, and under the constant stimulation of pinching and biting, she had already had several orgasms. Her teeth were clenched, her starry eyes were glazed, and that guy was thrusting into the deepest part of her flower.
Sure enough, Mom soon cried out, "I came... I'm going to die... Shoot me... Baby... I want it..." Guodong is really something, he played for more than an hour.
After a fierce battle, Mom finally emerged from her room. I opened my eyes wide and saw her naked body, her face flushed, standing at the door panting heavily, her lustful eyes filled with satisfaction. She held up her wet panties in one hand and covered her alluring private parts with the other. Her nipples, reddish-purple, stood proudly erect, clearly still erect from countless times with Guodong; some white semen remained on her lower abdomen.
I looked down at my mother's groin and saw several streams of filthy semen slowly flowing from her vagina.
"Mom, you... how could you let him ejaculate inside?" I asked my mother in surprise.
"What's wrong? Didn't I tell you to let him play with me?" With that, Mom turned to go back to her room. I rushed over immediately, grabbed her hand, and said, "Mom, I love you, you...you shouldn't do it with Guodong anymore, I can satisfy you." Seeing my pitiful look, Mom's heart softened immediately, and she nodded, saying, "Don't worry, Mom just took the birth control pill, nothing will happen, I'll go clean up first." I couldn't wait any longer and pushed Mom down onto the sofa.
My mother was completely exhausted from Guodong's fucking, and now she was lying on the sofa with her legs dangling at both sides, her private parts facing me. I looked at her red and swollen petals with jealousy, still dripping with milky white semen, which was extremely arousing.
I stripped naked and hugged my mother's soft, naked body, asking, "How many times did that Guodong do it to you?"
"Three or four times, I can't remember exactly," Mom said, panting.
I touched my mother's nipple with one hand and her private parts with the other. They were incredibly wet and smooth, and my hand was covered in a mixture of my mother's vaginal fluid and Guodong's semen.
"Did he ejaculate deep inside you?"
"The guy you found for Mom is really good. He ejaculated inside me several times, and once we even came out together. It felt amazing," Mom said with a smile, as if she was deliberately teasing me.
I couldn't take the stimulation any longer, so I buried my head and licked my mother's private parts. The salty and pungent smell made me extremely aroused.
"No, don't do this... It's so itchy..." I licked her engorged and red clitoris while using my fingers to dig inside, and semen kept flowing out of her vagina.
Mom twisted her body, teasing me with her words: "Xiaojun, don't do this... I still need to keep his seed... You can't do this... I can't take it anymore." Just as I was about to thrust in, the bedroom door opened, and Guodong came out. He joked, "Xiaojun, you just said that Aunt Mei is my mother now, and you're an outsider. This is indecent." Mom nodded with a smile and said to me, "Xiaojun, I'm so sorry, my son came to see me, Auntie has to go back." Then she whispered in my ear, "Mom loves you the most. After he leaves, you can play with Mom every day, okay?"
I sighed, gave a helpless wry smile, and said, "Alright, you can go in."
Guodong asked me, "Xiaojun, do you want to play too?" My mother smiled at me with a blush, half expectant and half teasing, and said, "You two can have a competition." As she spoke, she leaned weakly into Guodong's arms.
Guodong touched her nipple with one hand, while his other hand moved vigorously around her genitals. His mother responded to his movements, thrusting out her breasts and slightly parting her legs, moaning softly as he did so.
My mother gazed at Guodong with tender affection, then parted her cherry lips, eagerly welcoming his tongue into her mouth. Good heavens, is this really my mother? At this moment, she was completely like a sexually frustrated prostitute.
"You two are a bastard! I'm going to fuck this slutty bitch to death!" I cursed inwardly, then nodded and said, "Okay, let's fuck mom together, that'll be more exciting."
Mom stood up, twirled around like a model in front of us, then ran into the room laughing, singing a little tune: "Betel nuts grow high on the tree, whoever climbs up first gets to taste them first..." Guodong and I exchanged a glance and ran into the room at the same time.
I thought it was a fair competition, but Mom still showed favoritism. We both ran to the bedside almost at the same time, but Mom, who was lying on the bed, rolled over and pounced into Guodong's arms. The two of them were naked and hugged each other.
"I got it first!" Guodong shouted happily. I was about to be driven crazy by them.
His penis was pressing against my mother's private parts, and her breathing became increasingly heavy. She turned her face to me and said, "Tonight I belong to him. Your task is to help Guodong until he fucks me until I'm completely overwhelmed." Guodong smiled at me and said, "Xiaojun, thanks." As he spoke, he climbed onto my mother's body and began to lick her nipples, earlobes, and her smooth abdomen, her snow-white, round buttocks, her wet vulva, her disheveled long hair, and her long, smooth legs. Now, my mother's entire body belonged to Guodong, and I could only watch from the sidelines.
Guodong showed me his penis, which was covered in his mother's vaginal fluid, and said, "Xiaojun, come and look."
I leaned closer to observe. His thick, long penis was teasing my mother's private parts, and white, murky semen was flowing from her clitoris.
I thought Guodong was going to penetrate me again, but instead he just played with my mother's upper body, gently biting her with his teeth, pinching her with his hands, and licking her large breasts with the tip of his tongue. My mother held those two big fleshy mounds in her hands, trembling, her areolas swollen, and her two red nipples stood erect, completely submitting to their new owner.
"Dear husband, come in quickly... I can't take it anymore, I'm a prostitute... Fuck me to death... I'm yours... I love Guodong's big cock so much, come in quickly... Fuck me... Fuck me..." Mom's moans became more and more wanton, but Guodong just wouldn't insert himself. Mom had no choice but to order me: "My good man, go and beg Guodong to fuck Mom's cunt quickly... Hurry up..." Mom coaxed me, her chest rising and falling, her hands spreading her cunt open.
Without saying a word, I pushed Guodong's buttocks forward, and with a "plop," my penis slid in completely. Mom tilted her head back and wrapped her legs around his waist.
“It’s in…mmm…so deep…” Guodong said to me as he fucked her, “Xiaojun, your mom’s cunt is so cheap…so many people have fucked her…and it’s still so tight…oh…so good…I’m fucking your mom’s cunt…I’m fucking your mom’s big cunt to death…” My mom was also screaming as he fucked her, “Good son, Mom will…fuck you to death, fuck me hard…fuck your…mom…oh…so good…I’m going to die…Son…are you satisfied now? Look…how your mom is being fucked…people raped your mom…see how your mom’s cunt…was…fucked by someone else’s big cock…ah…you little devil…ah…” I watched my mom and Guodong’s crazy mating. My mom raised her buttocks and crawled on the bed like a female dog, letting Guodong rape her at will. Her two labia minora were almost turned inside out by him, but she didn’t complain.
I remember once, Guodong and I had a fight over something trivial, the only time we ever really argued. Guodong cursed at me, "Fuck your mother!" I retorted, "I'll fuck your mother, your mother is right there in bed waiting for me to fuck her!"
Unexpectedly, today it was my mother who stripped naked and lay on the bed, letting him fuck her. Life is truly unpredictable.
"Damn it! How could I do such a thing? Letting someone else fuck my own mother, I must have lost my mind." At that moment, I couldn't help but think of Guodong's mother, and I swore, "I will fuck her to death, fuck her until she begs for mercy! I will also gang rape her with Guodong."
Guodong's penis began to grind against my mother's clitoris. My mother's cries aroused me greatly. I pushed Guodong with one hand and started masturbating with the other.
"Husband, you're my dear husband... I love you... Give it to me... Shoot inside... My pussy is made for you... Oh... I'm dying... Guodong... You're so good at fucking! Mom wants to be fucked by you... Mom... From now on... Only Guodong's big cock will penetrate..." Mom screamed, and Guodong's cock plunged deep into her uterus. Mom frantically shook her head, tightly hugging Guodong and urging him to ejaculate. "Ah..." Guodong cried out, shooting his semen deep into Mom's pussy, and I ejaculated at that moment.
Such a stimulating erotic spectacle, but unfortunately I can only be a spectator, venting my dissatisfaction through masturbation.
That night, I was exhausted too. My task was to continuously help them reach climax, as if it were happening naturally. My mother repeatedly surrendered to him, repeatedly betrayed me, declared she only loved him, and said he could come to my house anytime, and that she was always ready to be played with by him. Although I knew it was just something my mother said on a whim, and wouldn't be true—because I was her own son, and she loved me most—I was still furious. I swore I would fuck this slutty mother to death someday. Finally, everyone was too tired to move anymore, and that's when this absurd farce ended.
The next day, when I woke up, I found that Guodong had left and my mother was no longer in the bedroom. The bed still bore the marks of our battle the day before, the room was a mess, and a strange smell filled the whole room.
"My dear son, are you awake? Come out and eat." His mother's voice rang out from the living room.
"You're here." Hearing my mother's voice, I thought to myself, "Mom is the best." My mood, which had been depressed for a long time yesterday, improved a lot. I got dressed, tidied up the bed a bit, and then went to the living room.
When I walked into the living room, I saw my mother wearing a pure white shirt on top and nothing on her bottom. As she kept raising her arms, her full buttocks were occasionally exposed. In the sunlight, I could see that my mother was going commando, and her pair of full and perky breasts were clearly visible. As my mother moved, her breasts swayed inside the shirt, and the intermittent appearance of her buttocks made my penis, which had just ejaculated last night, stand erect again.
"You've been working hard all night, come and eat." My mother's voice woke me up.
"Mom, when did Guodong leave? How come I didn't know?"
"What? You want him to live in our house for the rest of his life? To have Mom take care of him for the rest of his life? Silly boy."
After I finished speaking, my mother rolled her eyes at me.
“If you’re willing, I’ll go talk to Guodong’s parents right now and ask them to adopt him as their godson and have him come live with us,” Mom said.
"That won't do. Mom is mine, she's mine alone. I won't allow Mom to be with anyone else... not with Guodong..." I ran quickly to my mother's side, hugged her tightly, buried my head in her deep cleavage, and tears streamed down my face.
"Silly child, Mommy was just teasing you. Mommy is yours, Mommy only loves you. Don't worry, Mommy won't do that." Mommy gently held my head in her hands, looking at me with deep affection, and said, "Xiaojun, do you remember our three rules? One of them is: we must be loyal to each other and not have sex with other people. Yesterday you gave Mommy to someone else, which broke our rules. Mommy had sex with Guodong to punish you. What I said yesterday was to let you experience what it's like to lose Mommy's love, so that you can learn to cherish Mommy, understand?" I nodded, and Mommy continued, "Remember, you're never allowed to give Mommy to someone else again, understand? You're not allowed to bully Mommy like that! Otherwise, Mommy will treat you like yesterday, even worse, understand?" Those warm and loving hands suddenly gripped my penis tightly and stroked it back and forth. The sudden stimulation almost made me scream.
"How was it? Didn't you want Mommy all day yesterday? I'll give you a little thrill first, and when Mommy gets home from get off work, you can play to your heart's content. Okay, let's eat now, or it'll be the same as last time." Mommy blushed when she saw my eyes fixed on her breasts, and her hands left my big penis.
Actually, I think my mom blushed because of what she said, "It's the same as last time." A few days ago, one morning, I pestered my mom to have sex with me, but she happened to have a performance that day, which almost made her miss her important business.
After dinner, I carried my bag and saw my mother out. I gave her a firm pinch on her plump, upturned buttocks, then handed her the bag and said, "Mom, come back soon. I'll be waiting for you at home." My mother blushed and smiled, then whispered in my ear, "You naughty little devil, just wait till I get back, I'll teach you a lesson."
After my mother left, I called Guodong and told him to prepare himself. I was going to his house in a few days to see if I could find an opportunity to rape his mother. Guodong was afraid I would tell everyone he had spied on his parents having sex, so he listened to everything I said. During our phone call, I also heard Guodong say that because he and my mother had been so vigorous the night before, his body couldn't handle it; his penis had become inflamed and swollen, and even urinating was extremely painful. When I heard this, I was so happy. I thought, "Good bastard, karma's coming on! You slept with my mother? I'll kill you!"
In the following days, I made my mother beg for mercy every time, as if I wanted to devour her whole. However, my mother seemed to enjoy it when I did it to her like that. Every time I finished, she would praise me, and this time was no exception.
Faced with my mother's alluring body, I momentarily forgot where to begin. Just then, seeing my eyes fixed on her ample breasts, my mother twisted her body, letting her large breasts sway lasciviously, and said with a wanton laugh, "Good son...am I beautiful? Aren't my breasts pretty...do you like them...do you like my big breasts...hmm...conquer these breasts first...hmm...my body...is all yours...come on..." Unable to restrain myself, I straddled my mother's stomach, slapped her right breast, then grabbed both of her large breasts with both hands, kneading them like dough, cursing, "You filthy bitch! Your breasts are so big, Guodong's got addicted to playing with them, huh?"
You slut, no wonder you let such a big man's cock fuck you, you're such a horny cunt, big tits and you're so cheap, watch me squeeze your big tits until they burst. Hehe, these tits are so bouncy, I love them! "While I was kneading them hard, I was also slapping my mother's breasts hard from time to time, the "slap slap" sounds kept coming.
Mom seemed to really enjoy playing like this. The rougher I was, the more lewd she became, yelling, "Oh... ah... dear son... Mom's breasts... hurt so much... ooh... oh... Mom's breasts... for son... to play with like this... ah... so... painful... ooh... so good... ah... ah... yes... I am... big breasts and slut... oh... Mom is... even more... slutty... than a prostitute... oh... is... ridden by a thousand men... straddled by ten thousand men... ah... ah... darling... are the slut's breasts... big... ah... um... darling... do you like them... um... play with them... oh... Mom is... slut who needs men to fuck... oh... oh... my big breasts... are son's... toys... ah... ah... Mom's whole body... is your... toy... all for you to play with... Mom is son's... sex slave... ah... ah... good son... oh..."
"Ah...good son...darling...ah...Mommy...it hurts...ah...stop...stop for a moment...ah...ah...please forgive me...ah...ah...Mommy will never dare to do it again...ahhh...please...son, Mommy will never do it for Guodong again." The mother kept begging.
"Ah...you brat...tsk tsk...ouch...I can't take it anymore...Mom won't do it anymore...please spare Mom...Mom won't do it anymore...I can't take it anymore...ouch...no...son...you're going to kill me...oh..." Mom begged for mercy in pleasure, her legs wrapped tightly around my buttocks, her arms wrapped tightly around me. Seeing Mom's horny appearance, I smiled triumphantly and continued to thrust forcefully.
"Ah...son...son...Mom can't take it anymore..." Mom sighed, her vaginal fluids gushing out like a waterfall, and my penis pressed against her clitoris, grinding against it again.
"Oh... son brother... stop rubbing... Mom can't take it anymore... so annoying... ah... I'm going to rub you until you come again... no... you're rubbing me again..." The mother kept calling out, her body twisting and trembling, her snow-white tender flesh twitching, her honey hole gushing like a spring, it was hard to tell if it was vaginal fluid or urine.
Looking at my mother's flushed face, I asked, "Mom, are you feeling good?" My mother smiled broadly and said, "It feels so good, so incredibly good... Oh... Hurry up... Hurry up and thrust in harder... Mmm... It feels so good... You're killing me... You're making me... feel so... comfortable all over... Oh... This time, Mom is... feeling so good... Oh... Mom can't take it anymore..." Suddenly, her whole body trembled violently. Her beautiful legs and hands tightly encircled me, her eyes rolled back, and she gasped for breath. I felt a warm, viscous fluid, hot against my glans, gushing out from my mother's cervix with each sucking motion.
After Mom ejaculated, her vaginal walls enveloped my glans again, contracting and relaxing, feeling like Mom was sucking on my hot glans. I couldn't hold back this incredible pleasure any longer; my urethra tingled, my whole body went numb, and I knew I was about to cum. I immediately started thrusting hard.
"Mom, squeeze tight... I'm going to cum... Oh..." Before she could finish speaking, Mom used her clitoris to clamp down on my glans, rubbing it incessantly, moaning and groaning, "Xiao Jun, hurry and give it to Mom, cum inside Mom's uterus, I want it... give it to me now... Ah..." I excitedly thrust my penis in and out a few times, ejaculating into Mom's still contracting cervix. Mom, exhausted from my vigorous thrusting, went limp and said, "Ah... son... you're such a good son..."
I pressed myself against my mother, savoring the lingering taste. It was a long, long time before my penis finally softened and slipped out of her wet vagina, the semen and vaginal fluid slowly flowing out...
Mom gave me a deep French kiss, then said coquettishly, "Good son, you're so amazing, you've made me lose my soul. Last time you invited Guodong over, and now you're fucking Mom so hard, are you angry with Mom? Okay, baby... good boy... don't be angry, let's go eat first, and Mom will do whatever you want later." Hearing Mom say that, I actually felt a little hungry, so I rubbed Mom's clitoris a couple more times and said with a smile, "Okay, let's continue after we've eaten. What's a military flower? What's a dancer? They're all just as slutty, they all need a man to fuck them to feel good."
"You little rascal, stop being so cheeky. You fucked Mom so hard just now. If you're not strong enough later and don't fuck Mom comfortably, I won't let you get away with it." Looking at Mom's coquettish expression, I grinned mischievously and said, "Mom, just you wait and see." After saying that, I hugged Mom and got off the bed.
During the meal, my mother and I were naked and close together, but my mind wasn't on her. Instead, I was plotting how to get my hands on Guodong's mother and make her my slave. I couldn't let Guodong get away with it.
For the next week, I went to Guodong's house every day. His father was away on a business trip, and Aunt Xiao was at work every day. The two of us stayed at home discussing how to make a move on her. We even downloaded SM movies on our phones to see what we could learn from them. However, Aunt Xiao was a very respectable woman, and it wasn't easy to make a move on her. In addition, Guodong kept backing down, and by the end of summer vacation, we still hadn't come up with a feasible plan.
After school started, everything returned to normal. I thought my plan to seduce Aunt Xiao had completely failed, but a phone call from Guodong rekindled the flames of desire in my heart, which was on the verge of death.
The incident occurred on the eve of the first weekend after the start of the school term. Guodong called and asked me to meet him at Superman Internet Cafe, saying he had something very important to discuss with me. I told my mom I was going downstairs to buy some cold drinks and quickly slipped out. Guodong was waiting for me at the entrance of the internet cafe. When he saw me, he pulled me inside to talk.
"Don't go in, just say what you need to say here." I really disliked that internet cafe owner, so I refused to go in.
“Okay, there are people inside, so it’s not convenient to talk about this kind of thing,” Guodong said.
I asked Guodong what was wrong that made him call me out so late. Guodong explained that his mother was taking him shopping for clothes tomorrow afternoon, and I could take this opportunity to go to his house and make arrangements. After he and his mother got home, the two of us could work together and I guaranteed to win over his mother. Besides, Guodong's father wouldn't be back for a few days from his business trip, so there was no need to worry about anyone ruining our plans.
For me, this was truly exciting news, but I was also worried. Aunt Xiao wasn't my mother after all; how could she possibly let us play with her so easily? If things weren't handled properly, the charge of rape would be no small matter.
After hearing my idea, Guodong smiled smugly, then pulled me to a secluded corner, took a medicine bottle out of his pocket, and handed it to me with great care.
"What is this?" I asked as I tried to open the bottle cap.
"Don't open it! This is something I stole from my mom's hospital with great difficulty. It's just a little bit; if it spills, it'll be gone." Guodong immediately stopped me.
"What is this?" I asked him impatiently. Seeing how much he cherished this bottle, I became even more curious about what was inside.
"Do you know what ether is?" Guodong asked softly.
"Of course, I knew that back in junior high. It's just an anesthetic."
What? Ether? Could this bottle contain... the legendary ether...?! It suddenly dawned on me—no wonder Guodong was being so secretive. With this treasure, he wasn't afraid Aunt Xiao would object! Hahahaha...
"Dude, you're really something." I couldn't contain my joy and gripped the medicine bottle tightly in my hand, as if Aunt Xiao had already become my possession.
Guodong was still a little worried about me and repeatedly told me not to expose him. We discussed the specific steps for tomorrow's implementation, and finally he handed me his house key.
When I got home, my mother was already asleep. I hid the ether in a secret place in my room and fell asleep with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
The next afternoon, I was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV when my phone suddenly rang. I quickly turned off the TV and answered it.
"Hey, Xiaojun, I'm going out with my mom now, hurry up and come over." Guodong's voice was very soft, clearly not wanting his mother to hear.
"What time are you coming home? I'd like to be prepared." I also kept my voice down, not wanting my mother to hear. After all, I didn't know what attitude she would take towards this, so it was better to be cautious.
"I'll call you back later. My mom's calling me. I can't say any more." With that, Guodong hung up.
I was incredibly excited, my mind filled with the whole process of ravaging Aunt Xiao's body. I casually put my phone on the tea table, hurriedly ran to my room to get some ether, and then quickly told my mom that I was going to Guodong's house to play and might be back a little late. Without waiting for my mom's reply, I dashed out.
Around 2 PM, I arrived at Guodong's house. I opened the door with the key Guodong had given me, peeked around for a while, and sure enough, no one was home. I started preparing my things, taking out the rope and tape that Guodong had hidden beforehand, and then finding a towel to sprinkle with ether. I was just waiting for my prey to fall into the trap.
With a mix of excitement and nervousness, I waited anxiously until dusk. "Why haven't they come back yet?"
I was so anxious. "I was really getting impatient, so I wanted to call Guodong to ask, but when I checked my pockets, I realized that I had left my cell phone at home, so I had to use his landline to call Guodong."
"Hey, I'm all set. How much longer until you get home?"
"Soon, maybe three or four minutes. Oh, I'm hanging up now, my mom's calling me." Guodong's voice was very soft. He and his mother's voices came from the other end of the phone: "Okay, I'm coming." The call ended.
Three or four minutes, three or four minutes... what should I do now? Oh, right, sprinkle ether on the towel. I frantically started doing it, a strong smell of medicine filling my nostrils. I clutched the medicated towel, trying to tell myself, "Calm down, calm down, I need to calm down." But my hands were still trembling violently.
Suddenly, I heard the heavy iron gate of Guodong's house slam shut. I peered out the second-floor window and saw that they had indeed returned. Guodong and his mother were carrying a lot of bags and packages, walking slowly and looking very tired. I quickly ran to the first-floor door and waited quietly for my prey to approach.
"My shoes have really high heels. I'm so tired and uncomfortable after walking around all afternoon. I need to take a good rest later."
Aunt Xiao's voice could be heard from outside the door.
"Guodong, get the key and open the door. I have too many things in my hands and can't free up my hands," Aunt Xiao said again.
"Mom, I forgot my keys when I went out. Give me your things and you can open it." Guodong really knew how to do things, and Aunt Xiao fell for it.
A short while later, I heard the sound of a key unlocking the door. Then, the door opened, and a beautiful prey stepped into my trap. She was wearing a pink pantsuit, yellow high heels, and plain yet sexy flesh-colored stockings, which excited me prematurely. I pressed myself against the wall behind the door, trying to avoid Aunt Xiao's gaze. Just as she entered the house and was walking with her back to me, I suddenly pounced and launched a sneak attack, grabbing her from behind.
"Ah... Guodong... hurry..." Aunt Xiao didn't understand what was going on, she just instinctively screamed, resisted, and even called out to Guodong for help, perhaps telling him to run away quickly.
Hearing Aunt Xiao's cry, I panicked and quickly covered her mouth and nose with a towel that had been sprinkled with ether.
By the time she realized what was happening, the ether had already taken effect; she could only whimper and struggle helplessly. Hearing Aunt Xiao's sounds, I became even more excited, and my penis began to erect.
Gradually, Aunt Xiao stopped struggling, and her body went limp.
“What are you standing there for? Come and help,” I said to Guodong, who was standing at the door in a daze.
Guodong and I carried his mother to the living room and placed her on a chair. Guodong locked the door, while I took out the rope I had prepared and tightly bound Aunt Xiao's hands behind her back. I then wrapped the rope around her chest several times, making her not-so-full breasts appear more prominent. Next, I lifted her skirt up and, imitating what you see in SM movies, folded and tied her shapely legs together in an M-shape. I then tied each leg to one of the armrests of the chair. Since it was my first time doing bondage, I was sweating profusely, but I finally finished.
Seeing Aunt Xiao bound and lewd, Guodong and I both had an uncontrollable desire in our eyes. "Guodong, you've been looking forward to this day, haven't you? Why don't you hurry up and get on top of it?" Our hands started to wander. Guodong rubbed his mother's small and exquisite breasts, while I put my hand inside Aunt Xiao's skirt.
Perhaps I was too nervous when I touched her, and the towel was placed a little off-center, so Aunt Xiao didn't inhale too much ether. Just as Guodong and I were groping her body, Aunt Xiao suddenly woke up.
Aunt Xiao slowly opened her eyes and gradually regained her senses. When she saw what was happening in front of her, she suddenly screamed "Ah!"
Guodong and I were both startled by her shout, especially Guodong, who was stunned by this sudden event.
Aunt Xiao's angry eyes were filled with tears. She couldn't believe her son would do such a thing. She shouted at us, "Guodong, what are you doing! Let me go! I'm your mother! Are you all crazy? I'm going to call for help!"
In this situation, I realized I couldn't rely on Guodong's help, so I had to do it myself. I tore off a large strip of tape and started to seal Aunt Xiao's mouth shut. She looked at me in horror and said sternly, "What are you doing? Don't do anything rash! I'm going to tell..." Before she could finish, I had already sealed her mouth tightly with tape, and the scolding immediately turned into muffled babbling. Tears slowly streamed down her cheeks.
"Tell who? It's no use telling anyone. No one can help you today." Seeing her helpless struggle, her pitiful yet lewd appearance, I couldn't hold back anymore and pounced on her like a hungry wolf.
The time for revenge had finally come. I roughly ripped open the two buttons in the middle of Aunt Xiao's top, and her breasts immediately popped out. I first rubbed her small breasts hard through her bra, then I tore off her bra and frantically sucked on her nipples. My hands were not idle either, and I continued to rub them hard.
"What are you doing? If you don't come, your mom will be all mine. Don't say I'm hogging her." I urged Guodong while lewdly abusing Aunt Xiao.
Guodong hesitated for a long time, as if he were making the most important decision of his life. Finally, unable to resist my encouragement and his own uncontrollable sexual desire, he resolutely joined the battle to conquer his mother.
Guodong pushed his mother's skirt up to her waist, revealing a pair of Mickey Mouse underwear. How tasteless! It's nowhere near as good as my mother's.
Even so, Guodong couldn't help but stick out his tongue and press it against his mother's vulva through her underwear. Gradually, his mother's underwear became wet, and the white underwear became almost transparent. The shape of his mother's entire labia was also hotly imprinted on the bottom of her underwear.
Guodong was engrossed in his work, not daring to look at his mother. But I clearly saw that although Aunt Xiao's face still showed fear and anger, it had turned red, like she had a fever. Her cries were also gradually weakening, sounding more like moans. Guodong's father was often away from home, and Aunt Xiao was in her prime; their last sexual encounter had been half a month ago, so she was already incredibly horny, and her quick reaction was inevitable.
Guodong remained silent, seemingly still quite reserved. This is when he needed my help as his good friend.
I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut open his mother's panties, immediately feeling a dazzling sensation. Good heavens, Aunt Xiao had no pubic hair! Was this the legendary "white tiger"? Her high, rounded mons pubis, with her legs spread apart, revealed her dark red labia. Although I had gained considerable sexual experience with my own mother, this time was different. I was facing another woman, and my best friend's mother no less. This feeling was like having an affair behind my wife's back, making me incredibly excited. Aunt Xiao's face flushed even more, and she struggled frantically, which only intensified my desire.
At this moment, Guodong had already taken off one of his mother's high heels, savoring her beautiful foot encased in stockings. Meanwhile, I slowly inserted my middle finger into his mother's vagina, searching for the legendary G-spot. After probing for a while, I quickly flicked her clitoris back and forth with my tongue, occasionally pinching it with my lips, while my other hand reached up and pinched her already hardened nipple.
Aunt Xiao's head kept shaking, and she moaned through her mouth, which was sealed with tape, as more and more vaginal fluid flowed out.
Guodong and I exchanged a knowing glance, then together carried his mother to the bed in the inner room and made her kneel there. Because Aunt Xiao's thighs and calves were folded and bound together, her buttocks were raised high, making her look particularly lewd.
"You little slut, your husband's not home, so we'll take care of things for you. Otherwise, you'll end up cheating on him sooner or later. Guodong is your own son, after all. This is called keeping the good stuff in the family." As I spoke, I pulled out my penis and pressed it against her vaginal opening, rubbing it back and forth.
Aunt Xiao, perhaps sensing the impending incestuous rape, struggled violently, which to me appeared as her buttocks writhing lasciviously. I couldn't hold back any longer. I gripped her waist firmly and thrust forward with a soft "plop," my entire penis plunging into her soft, wet vagina. I immediately felt a warm, slippery sensation. Aunt Xiao let out a long moan, and her struggle seemed to cease. I began to thrust in and out repeatedly. Aunt Xiao's horny little cunt gripped me tightly, the slightly wrinkled inner walls enveloping my large penis—it felt so good.
Guodong wasn't idle either. He ripped the tape off his mother's mouth, lifted her chin, and shoved his thick penis into her mouth, beginning a series of thrusts. I felt Aunt Xiao gradually give up resisting, letting us thrust in and out. With Guodong and me working together, she swayed back and forth, her two small, delicate breasts jiggling, tempting me to reach out and knead her breasts and erect nipples.
Gradually, we sped up. Perhaps due to nervousness, Guodong was the first to give in. He let out a long breath, convulsed a few times, and ejaculated a thick stream of semen into his mother's mouth. Although he ejaculated, he didn't immediately pull his penis out; instead, he made his mother swallow his semen. I don't know what Guodong was feeling at that moment. Perhaps it was like what I experienced: physical pleasure accompanied by mental anguish. This is probably a process that every incestuous person goes through.
Aunt Xiao's vagina tightly gripped my large penis, its interior seemingly possessing immense suction, like lips constantly drawing in my glans. A surge of intense pleasure coursed through my body, and I thrust in and out wildly, as if possessed. Looking down at her tender flesh as my penis rolled in and out, I felt a tremendous sense of accomplishment, simultaneously enjoying the thrill of raping my friend's mother. Aunt Xiao's breathing grew heavier, and I couldn't hold back any longer. After a few more forceful thrusts, I ejaculated inside her. Aunt Xiao collapsed weakly onto the bed, beginning to wail uncontrollably, her eyes filled with tears of anguish.
Guodong's semen dripped from the corners of her mouth, and my semen flowed from her vagina, running down her stockings onto the bed. The lewd scene excited Guodong and me immensely, and we quickly became erect again. Then we switched positions, and no matter how much Aunt Xiao cried, we gang-raped her again.
That night, we gang-raped Aunt Xiao countless times; all three of her holes were thoroughly penetrated by Guodong and me. Aunt Xiao's face, body, and hair were covered in semen, and her mouth and vagina were overflowing. Her genitals were red and swollen. Guodong also took many photos with his phone, threatening her to become our sex slave. I originally wanted to take some photos as a memento, but unfortunately, I left my phone at home, so I'll have to take some artistic photos later. The next day, Guodong and I skipped school and caused a ruckus at home all day. We didn't answer the phone twice; it was probably from the school or Aunt Xiao's workplace.
Guodong and I used the SM methods we had seen to pervertedly train Aunt Xiao, the gentle and beautiful head nurse. It wasn't until after 8 p.m. that I reluctantly left Guodong's house, because I was too tired to get an erection anymore. Otherwise, I would have stayed there and had a three-day, three-night physical battle with Aunt Xiao.
I dragged my tired body downstairs to my apartment building. Looking up, I saw that my apartment was completely dark, with no lights on. I wondered, "Why is Mom going to bed so early today? These days, her favorite Korean drama is on TV, and she watches it until after 10 p.m. every night. Even if I pester her to have sex, I have to wait until she finishes watching it. What's wrong with her today? Could it be that she went out to meet another guy while I was away?" I thought to myself as I went upstairs.
When I entered the house and fumbled to turn on the light, I was immediately startled by what I saw. My mother was lying naked on the sofa, her hair disheveled, and she even had a face mask on. She was silently staring at me sideways. Luckily, I don't have a heart condition, or I would have been scared to death.
"Why didn't you turn on the lights in the middle of the night? Are you trying to scare me to death?" I complained to my mother while rubbing my head and saying, "Let me touch my hair, it won't scare me, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid." I wasn't exaggerating; I was really scared at the time, and my heart was pounding.
"Come here, baby, let Mom hug you." Mom got up and sat on the sofa, peeled off her face mask with one hand, and beckoned to me with the other. Judging from her slutty look, she couldn't hold back any longer and wanted me to come over and fuck her right away.
When I sat down next to my mother, she suddenly put her hand on my neck and said with a smile, "Son, Mom wants it." The expression on her face was unbearable. If I hadn't just been so engrossed in my business with Aunt Xiao that I couldn't get an erection, I would have loved to fuck my slutty mother a few times.
"It's too late today, I want to sleep. How about we do it tomorrow?" I made up an excuse.
"Hmm... I want it! You used to pester Mommy all night, what's wrong with you today? It's still so late before bed, I want it..." Mommy pleaded with me like a child. I didn't understand why she was so horny; maybe she watched porn and got aroused. But I really didn't have the energy to satisfy her right now, so I could only make excuses to avoid it.
"Good mommy, good baby, wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow your son will definitely take good care of you, okay? Sweetie." I gently patted my mother's flushed face and immediately stood up and walked to my room.
"Don't go, Mom wants it now." Mom grabbed my arm, not letting me leave.
"Ouch, my stomach hurts, I need to go to the toilet right away." At this point, I could only use the excuse of needing to poop to escape, but my mother still wouldn't let me go. Just as I was struggling to break free, she suddenly let go of my hand, causing me to fall flat on my face.
"Mom, what are you doing? It hurts so much!" I clutched my sore arm and tried to stand up. My mother came over at that moment. I thought she was coming to help me, but to my surprise, she reached out and pulled down my pants. Since I was wearing sweatpants, which were loose and had no belt, my underwear came off with her pull, and my limp genitals were completely exposed to her.
"Xiaojun, what's going on?" My mother stared at my shrunken, drooping little brother for a long time. Her experience told her that her son was having an affair behind her back.
"This...I..." Faced with my mother's questioning, I was speechless. My body was the evidence; what else could I say to argue?
Seeing that I didn't speak, Mom turned around and sat back down on the sofa. She took something out from under the coffee table and asked me, "Tell me, who is this woman?" I looked up and saw that Mom was holding my phone. I looked closer and saw that the screen was clearly showing the explicit photos I had secretly taken of Guodong's parents having sex. I was completely stunned. I hadn't expected that this would be exposed so quickly.
I blamed myself for being too careless. How could I have left such important evidence at home? In the end, my mother still found it. But blaming myself wasn't enough. I had to think of how to explain it to my mother.
"You little rascal, you're not bad, you even took some explicit photos. Do you want to be Edison Chen?" My mother mocked and ridiculed me, her expression shifting between light and dark. I had no idea what she was thinking.
"Mom, listen to me, actually... actually..." I hesitated, wondering whether or not to tell her the truth.
"Tell Mom the truth, what really happened? Mom definitely won't blame you."
"Alright then, actually, the woman in the photo, she is... she is... Guodong's mother." I thought since my mother promised not to blame me, I might as well tell her the truth. Anyway, the truth will eventually come out.
"Oh, then tell Mom, where were you from yesterday afternoon until you came home? What did you do?" Mom's tone was calm, without any sign of displeasure, which reassured me. So, I told Mom everything: Guodong and I had spied on his parents having sex, our mother-swapping agreement, and even the gang rape of Aunt Xiao.
After hearing this, Mom remained silent for a long time, without saying a word or showing any expression on her face.
"Mom, what's wrong?" I went up to my mother and asked with concern.
Suddenly, Mom turned her face around, looked at me with angry eyes, and said, "You actually used me as a bargaining chip! What do you take me for? What do you take me for? Huh?" Mom's voice grew louder and louder, which frightened me so much that I quickly stood up and took two steps back.
"Xiao Jun, you've really made something of yourself, actually using your own mother as a bargaining chip. Am I something to you?"
You just change it like that! What's the difference between this and a gambler using his own wife as a wager? I thought you called Guodong here to please Mom, but I didn't expect you to become so wicked! I'll definitely beat you up! Mom was really angry, and became somewhat hysterical. She grabbed a magazine from the tea table and hit me with it.
A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so I ran away quickly. My mother is a woman after all, and she's not as agile as me. She chased me around the house twice, but not only did she fail to hit me, she also tripped and fell by the sofa. Luckily, she wasn't hurt.
"Mom, since it's already happened, please forgive me. Didn't you promise you wouldn't blame me? It's so late at night, and the curtains aren't even drawn. What if someone sees you chasing me naked? That would be such a bad impression."
"Look! Look! It's good that you can see everything!" Mom shouted, pulling the curtains, which had been half-drawn, completely open.
"Mom, stop saying such hurtful things. I was wrong, okay? Besides, you've been with so many men, and I didn't blame you. Let's call it even."
"Oh, I see. You're disgusted with me, aren't you? Guodong's mother is a respectable woman, so you went to find her!"
Sure, it's just playing around, right? Who the hell doesn't know how to have fun? I'm going out right now to find some men and let them have their fill!
The more Mom talked, the more agitated she became. She went back to her room, put on a bathrobe, and went outside.
I can't believe this is my kind and understanding mother. At this moment, she is a crazy woman and a shrew in my eyes. I can't be bothered with her and see what she wants.
With a loud bang, Mom slammed the door shut and left. My heart skipped a beat, and I didn't know whether I should chase after her and bring her back.
I leaned out onto the balcony and looked down. A moment later, sure enough, I saw Mom leave the apartment complex. I'd thought she was just teasing me, but it seemed she was serious. I quickly grabbed her clothes and went downstairs. It was pitch black all around. Where could Mom, wearing only a bathrobe, go? Would she really go to find a man? She was probably just joking, right? With a heavy heart, I searched along the street. Suddenly, I saw Mom's back heading towards the Superman Internet Cafe. I yelled, "Oh no!" and quickly followed, trying to stop her.
Mom walked very fast; before I could catch up, she was already inside the internet cafe. I couldn't believe it was real, so I rushed to the entrance. Suddenly, I heard a commotion inside, followed by Mom's voice: "Is the internet cafe owner in?" A lewd voice replied, "Oh, it's you, ma'am. You come in your pajamas so late at night. We don't offer any special services here." I recognized the internet cafe owner's voice. As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from inside. Mom joined in the laughter, saying, "Kids, Auntie sees you're all tired from surfing the internet, so I wanted to play with you for a bit to relax."
"Good...good..." The people in the internet cafe started to cheer, some clapping their hands, some whistling.
"Everyone who wants to play, come and line up." Mom seemed to have become the commander.
I finally couldn't hold back any longer, gritted my teeth, pushed open the door to the internet cafe, and said, "Mom, let's go home, it's too late."
My mother looked at me awkwardly and said, "You're scared now? Even if you want me to go back with you, they won't agree."
My mother then said to the people in the internet cafe, "Those who want me to stay, come over here." Before she finished speaking, a lot of people rushed forward and lifted my mother onto the cashier's counter.
“Son, you dislike your mother, but they don’t. Do you regret it now? Too bad it’s too late.” The mother giggled and said, “Come here, all of you. Those who want milk, line up.”
"Mom, you..." Seeing the unfriendly looks from the people around me, I didn't dare to continue.
"So she's your mom? Really? Wow, bro, you're really lucky to have such a wonderful mom." The internet cafe owner sensed something was off and teased me relentlessly.
My mother had already taken off her bathrobe and was lying naked on the cashier's counter. A line of about a dozen people were waiting in the internet cafe, all looking to be under twenty, including two kids in elementary school uniforms. My mother said two people could lick her breasts together. The internet cafe owner was the first, and the second was a tall, thin guy with glasses. The internet cafe owner squatted to my mother's left, pinching her left breast with both hands, his disgusting tongue enveloping her red, cherry-blossom-like nipple. The guy with glasses seemed to have a particular fondness for the areola; he pulled on my mother's nipple with his left hand, pressed his right hand against her breast, and used his front teeth to gnaw at the red areola.
Mom was really aroused. She tilted her head back and moaned loudly, "Ah... my breasts feel so good... play with my breasts... play with my breasts... son, do you like it when other people suck your mom's nipples?"
"I like it." I couldn't resist the novelty and excitement of my mother being gang-raped, and I was even more eager to see what would happen next. Upon hearing my answer, my mother trembled and shouted, "Everyone, come at me! My big tits are yours to do whatever you want with!" At her command, the group pounced on my mother's body like hungry wolves.
Everyone surrounded my mother. All I could see were her legs kicking excitedly. I knew my mother was a lewd woman, but I never imagined she was this lewd. I called out, "Mom, how are you?" My mother replied loudly, "Great! Son, my breasts are going to be bitten raw." At this moment, several boys who hadn't gotten any milk couldn't hold back any longer. They spread my mother's legs and began to lick her genitals wildly. My mother screamed "Ah!" and said coquettishly, "You brats! You want to play with my cunt so soon?" Then several more boys moved from my mother's breasts to her lower body. One person pulled at her labia with his hands, another licked her vaginal opening, and yet another was playing with her clitoris. The others didn't miss any of the skin around her genitals.
I was beyond excited. My beautiful mother had become a tool for everyone's sexual gratification. My mother was still pouting as she reported to me, "Son, these little devils are licking my asshole! If you don't save me, they're going to lick my poop out!" I said gleefully, "Good riddance! Let them stick their tongues into your asshole and lick your intestines clean too!"
"Okay, you!" Mom said breathlessly, "Lick my asshole hard, kids, stick your tongues in there." The two boys worked even harder, forcefully spreading Mom's round, plump buttocks apart, making her anus a small, round hole. One of the elementary school students stared wide-eyed into the round hole of her anus for a while, then stuck out his tongue and thrust it in.
"Ah..." Mom cried out excitedly, and then a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from her vagina. I said to Mom, "Mom, you felt good, didn't you? You came so quickly." Mom said, "Don't you like watching Mom get fucked? Then Mom will show you, so you can watch to your heart's content." As soon as she finished speaking, a group of people encouraged another elementary school student to take out his hard, erect penis, press it against Mom's vulva, and then slowly insert it.
"Son, a cock has gone into Mommy's pussy." Mommy whistled happily.
"Great!" I asked, even more excitedly, "What does it feel like to be fucked in front of so many people?"
"So good...so exciting...oh...Mom is a slut...a whore...I've been...hoping for...so many big cocks...ah...fuck me..." Hearing their mother's moans, everyone stopped the foreplay and got ready to fire.
The internet cafe owner picked up the mother and rolled her over, making her lie face down on the elementary school student. He fucked her vagina while licking her big breasts. The internet cafe owner patted the mother's plump, round buttocks, then took off his pants, straddled her, and with a "plop," shoved his hairy, veiny cock into the mother's anus.
The people in the internet cafe were stunned. They had never seen such a lewd scene. Driven by lust, everyone crowded around, making the mother masturbate them. A blond-haired boy even grabbed the mother's hair and rudely forced her to give him oral sex. His large penis moved rapidly in and out of her mouth without any tenderness, even hitting the back of her throat, causing her to gag repeatedly. At the same time, the mother's hands were not idle either; several penises had already ejaculated under her manipulation.
I felt a little sorry for her and asked with concern, "Mom, are you alright?" My mother's mouth had been filled with another penis, and under its violent thrusting, she couldn't speak at all, and could only shake her head frantically.
Three penises were rubbing against the mother's vagina, anus, and mouth at the same time, while two more were held in her hands. The remaining men could only rub against the mother's skin. A short man jumped onto the cashier's counter, grabbed the mother's long hair, wrapped it around his penis, and played with it for a while. Seemingly unsatisfied, he stuffed the mother's hair into his penis. How could he even think of that?
Some men, unable to withstand the stimulation, began to ejaculate, spilling their semen onto my mother's stomach, breasts, hair, and even her ears. At that moment, my mother's throat started gurgling; I guessed it was the boy enjoying oral sex ejaculating into her throat. The thought of that boy's semen flowing from my mother's mouth into her stomach inexplicably excited me. But what excited me even more was that my mother's lower body was also bursting with desire. With a roar from the internet cafe owner, my beloved mother's slender waist bent forward, her buttocks sticking out even higher, and my large penis thrust into her rectum, generously gushing out a large amount of semen, lubricating her large intestine. I thought my mother wouldn't be constipated for a few days. My mother cried out happily, "Shoot me, shoot me, good boy, shoot me to death, shoot more!"
Although the penis inside the mother's vagina was still small, it was by no means inferior. With the help of the internet cafe owner, the elementary school student finally achieved his first ejaculation. A faint trace of virgin semen flowed out of the mother's vagina, which made my heart jump!
Everyone's lust had been satisfied. I checked the time on my phone; it was already past 1 a.m. I thought this absurd and lewd farce was over. But to my surprise, just as I was about to help my exhausted mother leave, several more people suddenly entered the internet cafe. When they saw the scene before them, the second round of gang rape inevitably began. It wasn't until after 3 a.m. that I finally took my exhausted mother home.
As the saying goes, "Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast." Within days, the story of what happened at the internet cafe had spread throughout the entire county. Because the internet cafe was very close to my home, the people in the neighborhood showed extra interest in the matter, and it became the talk of the town. Terms like "slut," "whore," and "bitch" were used to describe that "bad woman." Hearing this, I felt a strange mix of emotions. Of course, they didn't know that the "bad woman" was my mother. But secrets don't stay hidden forever, and I worried that the truth would eventually come out. My mother also regretted her recklessness that night. After careful consideration, my mother and I decided to move, leaving the county and moving to the city to start our lives anew.
Soon, my mother found a school for me in the city. After completing the formalities, I officially transferred schools. Before buying a house, I temporarily lived in the dormitory of the new school. Because changing jobs is a very troublesome thing, and various follow-up matters need to be handled, my mother will be able to move to the city later.
Two months later, we bought a house in the new district. Although it was a bit far from the city center, the transportation was very convenient. It only took about half an hour to get to school by bus. Moreover, it was far from the bustling city center, so it was very quiet, the air was fresh, and the house was beautiful. I loved my new home. My mother, through her old connections, found a job as a dance teacher at the city's music and dance school. The salary was slightly less than when she was the deputy head of the county troupe, but the work was relatively easy, with holidays in winter and summer. My mother, who was used to a busy and stressful life, could finally enjoy a slower pace.
One evening in September, my mother and I walked hand in hand along a path in the park, like a young couple. My mother lowered her head shyly, looking incredibly endearing. Occasionally, we could see other children playing and laughing in the park, but we always deliberately avoided them, seeking out the sweetness and tranquility that belonged only to the two of us.
As darkness fell, we turned and headed home. My mother rarely spoke on the way, but when we reached the front door, she opened it and said, "Xiaojun, there's something I want to tell you."
I took my mother's hand and sat her on the sofa, letting her sit on my lap. I put my arm around her waist and asked, "What's up, my dear wife?" That's my nickname for my mother at home. When she's aroused, she often responds with "my dear husband."
Mom gently tapped my head and scolded me with a smile, "You little rascal, trying to take advantage of your mother again." Mom hugged my neck and said with a slightly serious expression, "There's something I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I was afraid you'd be angry. I thought about it when I came back just now and decided to tell you anyway, so you won't blame me for not being honest with you."
"Tell me what it is, and I promise I won't get angry."
A slight smile appeared on her face, but she still said cautiously, "Actually, during the two months you were in the city, I was living with another man, staying at our house."
I was genuinely angry when I heard that. I never imagined that after only two months apart from my mother, this little slut couldn't hold back anymore and cheated on me with another man, even letting him stay at our house. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and I couldn't help but pinch her butt and interrogate her: "Who is that wild man? How did you manage to hook up with him?"
When I pinched her, Mom twisted her whole body violently, and her buttocks landed right on my penis. She said coquettishly, "Oh dear, I knew you'd get angry. You pinched me so hard. I'm not talking to you anymore."
I couldn't resist her slutty look. I reached inside her shirt with both hands, lifted her bra, and grabbed her big breasts hard. I pinched her nipples with my thumb and forefinger and said, "Will you tell me or not? If you don't, I won't fuck you tonight. I'll leave you waiting."
Mom chuckled and said, "Oh, I couldn't be happier! You little rascal, you pester me every night, even during my period. I'd be happy if you didn't fuck me."
I was terrified when I heard that. Threatening him hadn't worked; instead, I'd ruined my own sexual happiness. I quickly said, "No, I want to fuck you. Forget what I just said. Mom, just tell me, who is that person?"
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Let me tell you, Guodong's father found out about his affair with his mother. In a fit of anger, his father kicked them out of the house. Guodong had nowhere to live and was afraid that the matter would get out, so he had to come to our house and beg me to take him in. I felt sorry for him and he was your friend, so I let him stay at our house for more than a month."
This news really surprised me. I chuckled to myself, "That Guodong, he never cleans up his mess after cheating. Now look how he's going to clean up this mess." I laughed again and asked, "What about Aunt Xiao? How is she?"
"I heard she went back to her parents' home for a while. Later, when she found out that Guodong was staying at our house, she went and took him away, saying that she had rented another house and didn't dare to go back home." At this point, my mother sighed, pointed at my nose, and said, "You are so bad. The three of them were living a good life. It was all because you led Guodong astray that this happened. A good family has fallen apart like this."
I said, "Who told him to be so lecherous, stealing his father's wife? Of course his father would be worried! Haha... By the way, that guy stayed at our house, he must have fucked you to his heart's content, right? If he fucked your little cunt until it's loose, I'll make him pay for it." As I said this, I lifted my mother's skirt with one hand and pulled down her panties with the other, then leaned over to check.
My mom got ticklish from what I was doing, and she writhed even more, rubbing her buttocks back and forth on my erect penis while moaning intermittently. She said, "Is Mom's pussy loose? And look at her asshole, it's been through a lot with him. Guodong's penis is huge."
"You even let him fuck your chrysanthemum? What a slutty mom. No way, I have to take a good look and then go find Aunt Xiao to judge this." I spread my mom's tender little hole, stuffed my nose in, and inhaled the scent of her body. While licking, I said, "So slutty, so fragrant. I love the smell of mom's slutty smell here." Then, I raised my mom's buttocks, and her chrysanthemum was clearly displayed in front of me. Although it had been fucked by Guodong's big cock countless times, it was still pink and tender, and luscious. I couldn't help but lower my head to lick it and try to insert the tip of my tongue.
My mother's anus was not loose at all, but very tight and elastic. I tried several times, but my tongue could only go in halfway before it was squeezed out by my mother's anal sphincter.
"Mom, your asshole is so tight, it must feel so good to fuck you. Guodong really knows how to enjoy himself, I want some too."
As I spoke, I pulled down my pants, revealing my long-erect weapon. Before my mother could react, I had already thrust into her.
"Ah...it hurts, it hurts." Caught off guard by my sudden thrust, Mom cried out in pain. My large penis, dry and not lubricated enough, had its foreskin pulled back, and I immediately pulled it out of her anus, saying, "It hurts? Why didn't it hurt when Guodong fucked your ass?"
"She licked it first, so it didn't hurt anymore when it was wet. How could you force it in like that? You don't care about people at all." Mom covered her anus with one hand and grabbed my big cock with the other, putting it in her mouth and sucking it rhythmically, occasionally spitting some saliva on the glans until it was wet and slippery.
I watched as my mother gave me oral sex while smearing her own vaginal fluid on her anus. When it was almost done, I told my mother to lie face down on the sofa with her buttocks facing the window. The last rays of the setting sun shone on her buttocks, making her little anus glow with a bright red color. With the dripping vaginal fluid, she looked absolutely stunning.
"Mommy, I'm here!" With the battle cry, I grabbed my mother's snow-white buttocks, aimed my penis at her anus, and thrust it in hard. With a whoosh, my penis, aided by the mixture of saliva and vaginal fluid, smoothly slid into my mother's anus. I felt her rectum contract, tightly gripping my treasure. That feeling was even more pleasurable than fucking her vagina. If I had known this, I should have broken my mother's anus earlier. At least if I couldn't have my mother's virginity, I could still have her anus. Unfortunately, someone beat me to it. I wonder how many people have violated my mother's chrysanthemum.
"Mom, is it good? Is it hard?" I thrust into her hard while slapping her buttocks, then grabbed her long hair with one hand and played with her big breasts with the other, which was her favorite way to make love.
"Good son... be gentle... fuck slowly, this way... it's easier to ejaculate." Mom was a veteran of the pleasure quarters. She knew that men were always very excited and unrestrained when playing anal sex, and her anus was very tight, so it was easy for her to ejaculate. Most men would surrender after only a few thrusts.
Just as my mother had feared, I ejaculated all the semen I had stored up for two months into her rectum in less than ten minutes. Naturally, I was a little frustrated with this result. I took a breath and said, "Why so fast today?" I clung to my mother's back, my penis still inside her anus, waiting for it to soften slowly.
Seeing my dejected look, Mom patted my head and comforted me, "Son, it's okay. This is normal for men the first time they do anal sex. You'll get used to it after a few more tries, okay?" Hearing this, I felt a warmth in my heart and whispered in Mom's ear, "Mom, you're so good to me."
One weekend afternoon, I was home alone, browsing the internet and enjoying my favorite incest novel. The novel described a story about a young boy whose father had an affair, which led to his mother having sex with her son in a fit of anger. Afterward, she was deeply consumed by guilt, which ultimately resulted in the destruction of her family.
After reading it, I felt a little unsettled. I felt sorry for the mother and son in the novel, and I was glad that my mother and I had successfully broken free from the shackles of worldly morality and had not followed in their footsteps.
Just then, an email interrupted my thoughts. I opened it and read: "Hey buddy, do you remember me? The owner of Superman Internet Cafe. We're old friends. Why didn't you tell me you were moving? I had to look for you everywhere. If Guodong hadn't given me your contact information, I really wouldn't have been able to find you, haha."
I thought to myself, "Who is your old friend? I haven't even settled the score with you for fucking my mother yet. What are you up to now?"
Guodong, that kid, is such a busybody! Why did he have to give him my email address? He's just asking for trouble! "Continue reading: "To be frank, I have something I'd like to ask for your help with. Ever since your mother's story spread throughout the county, a lot of people have been coming to my internet cafe to see her. Business has been booming, but your mother hasn't come back since, and my business has gone back to normal. I'm thinking of this: if you can persuade your mother to come to the internet cafe for a few social events, we can split the profits. I guarantee you'll make a small fortune. Think it over carefully and give me your answer as soon as possible."
"I knew this bastard was up to no good. He's practically asking my mom to be a prostitute! I don't care about that stinking money, don't even think about it!" I cursed at the monitor, then simply closed the email, too lazy to pay him any attention, and didn't reply to him at all.
Around five o'clock in the afternoon, Mom came home from work. Without changing her clothes or saying a word, she plopped down on the sofa, seemingly preoccupied. I quickly went over, hugged her neck from behind, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Mom, why did you take so long to come back? I missed you so much! While you were away, I read a lot of those incest books, just waiting for you to come back so I could take good care of you." As I spoke, I gently massaged her shoulders and arms, trying to please her.
"Honey, Mommy's not in the mood today. Let's do it another day." Mommy patted my hand, looking listless with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"Mom, what's wrong? Is something bothering you? Tell me, and I'll see if I can help you calm down."
I walked around the sofa and sat down next to my mother. From her expression and reaction, I could tell that something bad must have happened to her to make her so unhappy. This feeling spread and made me worry too.
"It's no use telling you, you can't help me."
"Alright, even if I can't help, I'm your son, so I should have the right to know about your affairs, right? Besides, if you tell me what's going on, I'll feel better if I share your burden. If you keep it from me, wouldn't that make me even more worried?"
My mother turned her head and gave me a gentle and loving look. She smiled slightly and reached out her delicate, white hand to stroke my head. She said, "Good child, I know you are sensible. It's just that I was too greedy." I snuggled up to my mother and smelled her intoxicating fragrance. How could I bear to ask her any more questions?
After a while, Mom finally spoke: "It's like this, some of my colleagues at work like to trade stocks. We get along well, so they asked me to join them. I wasn't willing at first, but I didn't want to offend them, since I've only been at the new company for a short time and I need to build good relationships with my colleagues. So I thought I could use this opportunity to get to know everyone better, and maybe even make some money. But I never expected... never expected..."
"You lost money, didn't you?" I couldn't bear to see the distressed and self-reproachful look on my mother's face, so I simply said it for her: "You don't understand stocks, why did you get involved with them? How much did you lose?"
"Twenty thousand~~"
"Twenty thousand?" I thought my mother was just playing around, only a few hundred or a thousand yuan. I didn't expect her to be playing for such a high stakes, losing twenty thousand in one go. I couldn't help but get angry: "Mom, that's several months' worth of our family's living expenses, and she just lost it all like that."
After hearing what I said, my mother kept sighing and looking very worried. I didn't want to add to her burden, so I didn't say anything more, but I still felt awkward and secretly complained about my unreliable mother. If you don't know how to play the stock market, don't touch it. Why try to be trendy like others?
Actually, with just Dad's large pension, even if Mom didn't go out to work, we could still enjoy a life of plenty. But that 20,000 yuan didn't come from thin air, so who wouldn't feel heartbroken to lose it like that?
I figured Mom needed some peace and quiet and wasn't in the mood to cook, so I had to take on the task of making dinner. I patted Mom's thigh, said a few comforting words, and went to the kitchen.
After dinner, I let my mom go online to relax, and I did the dishes. When I finished tidying up and returned to my room, I found my mom staring at the computer monitor, seemingly reading something intently.
"What are you looking at?" I asked, sitting on the edge of the bed while wiping my hands with a towel.
“Son, there’s a chance to make money that I want to try.” When my mother saw me come in, she turned her chair to face me and said, “If you agree, we can not only make up for the 20,000 yuan we lost, but also make some money.”
My first reaction was surprise. Was Mom still unwilling to give up and wanted to continue investing in stocks? I told her directly, "Stocks are not for laymen like us. Let's just forget about it. If we lose, we lose. Consider it a lesson learned. I'm not blaming you."
“You’ve misunderstood. That’s not what I meant. Come and look.” Mom pulled me out of bed, pointed to the QQ chat window on the computer, and said, “This is a message from Guodong. Take a good look at it. I think this is something we can consider.”
When I heard Guodong's name come out of my mother's mouth, I felt a surge of resentment: "You slutty mom, getting fucked by someone isn't enough, you even gave them your QQ number, do you still want to be fucked by Guodong's big dick?" I read Guodong's message with a mix of jealousy and anger, feeling even more anxious and resentful. It turned out that Guodong had conspired with the internet cafe owner to send my mother the same message, inviting her to the internet cafe for a "socializing." Hmph, calling it a "socializing" is just a euphemism for prostitution; the internet cafe has practically become a brothel.
I snatched the mouse, closed Guodong's comment, and expressed my opposition, saying, "How can this be? I absolutely disagree!"
Seeing my angry expression, Mom didn't argue with me immediately. Instead, she grabbed my waist and made me sit on her lap. I swayed and lost my balance, falling onto her, my arm bumping into her large breasts, causing her to cry out in pain.
"Mom, are you alright?"
"It's okay~ It doesn't hurt~" Mom grabbed my hand and pressed it against her big breast that had been bumped, gently rubbing it, and said with a smile, "As long as you rub it for Mom, it'll be fine. It's Mom's fault for making my good son angry. Mom apologizes to you, okay?"
Seeing her fawning expression, hearing her sweet voice, and touching her soft, supple breasts, my anger instantly dissipated. I said, "Are you really going to listen to Guodong's bad idea and do that kind of thing? You're a dancer, and you used to be a leader. It's so beneath you to do that. You should really think it over."
“Guodong isn’t anyone to me, why should I listen to him? I’m doing all this for our family. Don’t you want Mom to earn more money so we can have a better life?” Mom said, pressing my face against her chest. “Originally, I wanted to use the money I made from stocks to buy a car, so I could drive to and from get off work and easily take you to school without having to squeeze onto the bus. But I ended up losing even the original money. Actually, being a dancer and theatrical troupe leader is all for show. You’re the closest person to me, don’t you know what kind of person I am? Just say yes, okay?”
My mother's skill in using gentle persuasion to overcome rigidity was truly masterful; my resolve quickly wavered, but I was still unwilling to let my beloved mother become a prostitute. Therefore, I remained silent, neither agreeing nor directly opposing.
My mother seemed to see through my thoughts and whispered gently in my ear, "Please, I'll only do part-time jobs during holidays. Besides, we've moved, no one will know. My dear husband, please say yes, my dear brother~" As she pleaded, she used her delicate, slender fingers to tease my lips, arousing my desire.
Finally, my last line of defense crumbled, and I agreed without thinking: "Okay, but I have a request."
What are the requirements?
"You must take me with you, and you must follow my instructions."
Afraid that I might change my mind, my mother readily agreed to my request, saying, "As long as you're happy, I'll do whatever you say. From now on, you'll be my manager, okay?"
Seeing my mother's mischievous expression, I gave a wry smile, unsure how this situation would unfold. But since she was determined, I could only do my best to help her; as long as she was happy, that was all that mattered.
Urged by my mother, I replied to the internet cafe owner's email, accepting his invitation to visit his internet cafe a few times during the National Day holiday, with all proceeds to be split equally. The internet cafe owner readily agreed, and we'll discuss the details in person when we meet.
September 30th arrived in the blink of an eye, the day before the National Day holiday. At noon, I asked my teacher for leave, made up an excuse, and rushed home. When I got home, I found that my mother had already packed my luggage, she seemed quite impatient. We booked tickets for the 2 PM train, and after a journey of more than five hours, we finally arrived back in our hometown in the county town as dusk was falling. We ate something at a small restaurant near the station and then found a hotel to stay in. Although we had already settled into a new home in the city, we hadn't sold our old house in the county town. It was my and my mother's love nest, and we planned to go back and stay there when we had time, but not this time. I was afraid that suddenly going back would arouse suspicion among the neighbors in the community, after all, it wasn't something to be proud of, so it was better to be cautious.
The inn was run by an elderly couple who warmly welcomed my mother and me, arranging a room for us. It was a small inn, and the conditions couldn't compare to a hotel, but thankfully the pillows and blankets were clean enough that we could finally get a comfortable night's sleep and relieve the fatigue from the afternoon's journey. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening. I took out my toiletries from my bag, went to the bathroom to wash up, and prepared to rest.
"Going to bed so early, don't you want to do something?" My mother, who was lying naked on her side on the bed, beckoned to me and said, "Come here, son, let Mom pamper you."
"Mom, you must be tired from the car ride. Okay, let your son help you relax." I quickly took off my clothes, lay down next to my mother, and started playing with her big breasts.
"Don't rush." Mom grabbed my hand that was reaching for her private parts and placed it back on her breast. She said gently, "Xiao Jun, listen to Mom. I've had relationships with many men in the past, but that was just physical need, and I believe you can understand. From tomorrow onwards, whether I like it or not, whether I want it or not, Mom may have sex with any man. I hope you won't blame Mom."
"Mom... have you... have you thought it through?" I looked into my mother's eyes.
"I've thought it through. Actually... I didn't lose anything, did I?"
"Okay, Mom's right. Since we're already here, let's do as you say."
My mother chuckled, grabbed my erect penis with one hand, and said seductively, "In a little while, I'm going to let my son's penis fuck my pussy and asshole. I'll let him fuck every part of my body to his heart's content, and let others pick up what Xiao Jun has left behind."
My mother said this both to comfort me and to ease her own feelings of shame.
"Son...husband...your wife is going to be a prostitute tomorrow, are you excited? Are you thrilled?" Mom said as she opened her mouth and took my swollen glans in.
"So exciting, so thrilling." Watching my mother lick my penis, I uttered the most lewd words buried deep in my heart: "Mom...you are my sex slave, you are a slut who's ridden by a thousand men and fucked by ten thousand. I'm fucking your cunt. Ah...my wife's mouth...you really know how to please...ah...you're a born prostitute."
My mother put my big penis in her mouth and gently teased the glans with her tongue, making my penis even harder and thicker.
After licking for a while, Mom rubbed it a couple of times with her hands and said in a coquettish voice, "Dear husband, didn't you say you were going to help me relax?"
"Let Mom see if your skills in bed have improved..." With that, Mom lay on the bed, her full, firm buttocks swaying gently. "My dear son, my dear husband, my dear brother," Mom moaned like a bitch in heat, "I want...good man...hurry and put it in."
I took a deep breath: "You slut, you like being a prostitute, huh? Then I'll be your first customer."
I held my mother's buttocks with my hand, and she reached out from between her legs and voluntarily inserted my big penis into her vagina.
"Ah...you filthy bitch, you're so slutty, I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death!" I shouted loudly, hoping to help my mother get into character and familiarize herself with the identity of a prostitute as soon as possible, which could also be considered as an experience for her before she officially entered the industry.
Mom shook her buttocks violently: "My good man, don't...hurry...Mommy's butthole...isn't...comfortable yet...ah..."
"Mom... what's it like being a prostitute... is it great...?"
"So good...don't stop...fuck me...ah...ah..."
We fucked like that for a while, then Mom told me to wait a bit. She turned over, took out the lubricant she had prepared beforehand from her bag, applied it to her anus and my penis, gently stroked them a few times, then crawled back onto the bed, held my big penis with her hand, and inserted it while twisting her hips.
"Son, honey, this time you have to go slower. Don't ejaculate so quickly like last time. If it makes Mom uncomfortable, I won't stand for it."
While I was fucking my mom's asshole, I was stroking and slapping her beautiful buttocks with my hand, saying, "Mom, you thought of that...so thoughtful, you even brought lubricant. Ah...you slutty wife, you're the slutiest...wife in the world...ah...ah...Mommy...I'm going to fuck your asshole raw..."
My mother and I engaged in a massive physical battle that lasted for nearly an hour. I ejaculated once in her vagina and once in her anus. If it weren't for the fatigue from the journey, I would have loved to fuck her a few more times. Watching my mother's pink anus tighten and loosen, with the clear, white semen slowly flowing out, I felt incredibly excited and satisfied. I couldn't help but give her a passionate kiss between her legs and whisper, "Mom, I love you."
The fluorescent light illuminated my mother's crotch area, making it gleam. Although the autumn weather was relatively cool, my mother and I had both sweated quite a bit after our vigorous exercise, and I was also feeling a bit thirsty. So I got dressed and went downstairs to buy bottled water. As I reached the corner of the hotel stairs, I suddenly overheard the elderly couple talking about my mother and me. So I slowed my pace and secretly listened to what they were saying.
"Old man, did you hear that? When I was sweeping the floor in the upstairs corridor, I heard shouting and yelling inside the house. It sounded like those two people who came in earlier."
"I didn't hear anything. What's going on? Did they start fighting?"
"Oh dear, how could you be so dense? They're doing *that* inside."
"Don't talk nonsense. They're obviously a mother and son. Maybe they're watching TV inside. You're just thinking the wrong thing."
“My ears are better than yours, how could I be wrong about something like this? You know, these days, people are even having affairs with kids. I think that kid was only sixteen or seventeen. That woman is shameless.”
"Don't talk nonsense. If people hear you, they'll think something's up. Just go do what you're supposed to do."
After listening to the elderly couple's conversation, I couldn't help but feel a little scared. Fortunately, the old woman didn't hear much, otherwise it would have been very embarrassing if she had seen through our identities.
The next morning, my mom and I arrived at Superman Internet Cafe at the agreed time. When we got there, the roller shutter was tightly shut. Maybe we were too early and the cafe hadn't opened yet? I pounded on the shutter a few times, but still no one came out to open it. So, I took out my phone, about to call the owner, when a small door next to it opened, and a scruffy-looking guy came out—it was the owner of Superman Internet Cafe.
"You're here, come in quickly." He peeked around cautiously, then gestured for us to enter through the small door.
My mother and I followed him, slipped through a small door, rounded a corner, and entered the internet cafe through the back door, making it seem like a secret rendezvous. "Mom, sit down and rest for a bit. I have something to say to him." I moved a chair for my mother to rest, then pulled the internet cafe owner behind the cashier and said rudely, "Why are you closing up in broad daylight? Are you afraid people will come knocking on your door to collect debts after doing so many bad things?"
The internet cafe owner chuckled and said, "Don't say that, buddy. Long time no see. Why are you making fun of me the first thing we do?" As he spoke, he tried to put his hand on my shoulder, but I brushed him off. He peeked at my mother to make sure she was still sitting there, and then continued, "You don't know, the crackdown has been really strict lately. All the internet cafes have been shut down for rectification, so I had no choice but to close down."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but get angry: "Closed for rectification? Then why did you lure us here? You said we could make money, and you'd cover all our travel expenses!" At this point, I was already planning to leave with my mother. The internet cafe owner hurriedly said, "Don't worry, listen to me. Yes, other internet cafes have suspended operations, but I've already made connections. If everything goes smoothly, we can resume normal operations tonight. Don't worry, I won't let you come here for nothing."
"I didn't realize you had so many shady dealings up your sleeve," I mocked him dismissively. I didn't know if he was pretending not to be angry or genuinely didn't care, but he just smiled and said, "I do have a few tricks up my sleeve, but this time, if I want to make money, I'll have to rely on my older sister's help." As he spoke, he gave my mother a disdainful wink; his behavior was utterly disgusting, I felt like throwing up. I told him, "Stop being so conceited! What 'older sister'? Call me 'auntie'!"
The internet cafe owner was surprisingly obedient. He waved to my mom and called out, "Auntie~" His obsequious manner was both infuriating and hilarious. Like me, my mom didn't like him much either, but since we were there to make money, we couldn't avoid dealing with him. So, my mom politely stood up and greeted him, "Hello, we meet again."
"Have you two discussed this together? Auntie is putting on a show for me, so you can't back out now."
"What kind of performance?" my mother and I asked him together, saying, "We agreed before that we would do that kind of thing, why do we have to perform?"
“You can only make a little money by entertaining customers. As long as the aunt is willing to perform a few passionate scenes in front of the camera, she can definitely earn more than that, and it’s also easier.” He told us some specific details, including how to operate and how to perform. All of this was in his plan, and he had already made the necessary preparations before we arrived, such as the room, camera, uniforms, etc. Everything was ready, and he was just waiting for the mother to come.
Neither my mother nor I expected things to take such a turn. But I have to admit, it was a great opportunity to make a lot of money without having to see many clients. Plus, we were all in the same boat, so if anything went wrong, nobody would benefit. We weren't worried about the internet cafe owner refusing to pay us. My mother and I discussed it privately and agreed to put on the show, but I would decide the timing and frequency.
After the agreement was reached, the internet cafe owner approached the mother with a smile and asked, "Auntie, are you satisfied with the terms we discussed?" The mother smiled and said, "I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation this time. If the income is good, we can continue to cooperate." Upon hearing this, the man's lecherous smile widened, and he reached his hand to the mother's waist, touching her near her buttocks. He then suggested, "How about we go upstairs to get used to the environment first, like a rehearsal?" With that, he put one arm around the mother's waist and supported her hand with the other, leading her up the stairs.
Of course I knew what he wanted to do. Out of my instinct to protect my mother, I went over and said, "My mom has been here before, what's there to get used to?"
"Hehe, little brother, don't worry. Once my aunt and I finish our rehearsal, you'll see when you go up there."
"I'll go up with you."
"Okay, you can stay here and surf the internet for a while. We promise we'll be down soon." The internet cafe owner gave me a drink, turned on a computer for me, and then continued to pull my mother upstairs.
"Xiao Jun, you play downstairs for a while, Mom will come down to play with you later." Mom actually sided with him. It seems they didn't want me to come upstairs. I had no choice but to stay here online by myself and wait for that guy to finish ruining Mom.
I don't know if it's because all the internet cafes across the country have been shut down for rectification recently, but none of my online friends are online. I can't even chat with anyone. Time seems to be passing so slowly. I wait and wait, half an hour, an hour, and almost two hours have passed since they went upstairs, and they still haven't come down. I thought to myself: Is this guy's sexual prowess that strong? He's been at it for so long and it's still not enough, is he even human? I started to worry about my mom, so I hurriedly ran upstairs. When I got to the second-floor stairwell, I found that there was an extra door there, and it was locked from the inside. I couldn't push it open no matter how hard I tried, and even after knocking a few times, no one answered.
I walked down the stairs in a daze, my mind racing with all sorts of possibilities: Had my mother been kidnapped? Or was that guy torturing her in some kind of twisted way? The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, and I had no idea what to do. I suddenly remembered calling the police, but then I thought it wasn't appropriate. What we were doing was illegal, and if the police found out, we would both be in trouble, and my mother's reputation would be completely ruined.
After I waited anxiously for half an hour, the door on the second floor finally opened, and three middle-aged men I didn't recognize came down. Each of them had a smug look on their face, and they would occasionally whisper to each other and then let out a lewd laugh. Following behind these three men was the internet cafe owner, who treated them like masters, bowing and scraping.
At that moment, I realized that he wasn't the only one who had violated my mother upstairs; there were also those three middle-aged men, which explained why it took so long to finish. Judging from the way those three fat guys were walking with their legs wobbling, they probably had erectile dysfunction. If it were a young man like me, each of them would have taken at least an hour to finish with my mother.
The internet cafe owner saw the three men off through the back door and then turned back to me, saying, "Brother, don't mind them. Those three are leaders in relevant departments. We have to maintain good relations with them, otherwise we can't do business."
Hearing this, I realized that this guy's so-called "trick" was to use my mother as a gift to bribe those bastards. I was furious, but I was more worried about my mother's condition, so I asked, "How is my mother?"
“Your mom’s been really upset by us. Why don’t you go upstairs and check on her?” He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a pack of tissues from the cashier, and handed it to me, saying, “Your mom wants you to take this upstairs for her.”
I took the tissue and hurried upstairs, almost tripping on the way up the stairs. The door to the second floor was open, and I strode in, only to find myself in an unfamiliar environment. The walls were covered in patterned wallpaper, pink lights shone from the ceiling, and there was a large sofa and a computer with a high-end webcam. It was nothing like the shabby little private room I'd seen before; it was now a small, romantic salon.
"Xiao Jun, help Mom up." My mother's weak call woke me from my daze. She was lying naked on the floor, her snow-white thighs spread wide, her hair disheveled. Confucian semen was spilled all over the floor beneath her buttocks and was still flowing from her vagina. Her black lace panties hung by her right leg, while her bra, which had been used as a towel to wipe a penis, was tossed on the sofa. All of this created an extremely lewd scene.
Looking at my mother, who had just been raped by four men, I felt an indescribable excitement and stimulation, and my penis quickly became erect. After hesitating for a few seconds, I still couldn't control the most basic human desires, so I unzipped my pants, took out my big cock, and walked towards my mother.
"Xiao Jun~~ please don't, Mom can't take it." Mom supported herself with her hands as she backed away, pleading with me. But I couldn't hear her at all. Driven by lust, I pounced on Mom like a hungry wolf, thrusting my big cock into her cunt.
"No~~ Stop~~ It's dirty there." Because her mother's vagina had just been fucked by four men in turn, the semen and vaginal fluid left inside made her vagina particularly slippery, making it easy to fuck her. On the contrary, it felt very comfortable.
"I'm not afraid, anyway... you've been fucked by countless dicks, how clean can you be?" I used the most traditional sex position, straddling my mother and fucking her wildly hundreds of times, finally ejaculating after her repeated pleas for mercy.
After satisfying my lust, I quickly regained my senses, climbed off my mother's naked body, and pulled out some tissues to wipe her genitals. Semen kept flowing out of her vagina, so I had to first use my fingers to scoop out all the remaining semen before thoroughly cleaning her vulva.
"Son, you've really... fucked me... hard, you want... me... dead!" Mom said, her body convulsing as she spoke, clearly still climaxing. I felt guilty and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold back." Mom wrapped her trembling hands around my neck, placing them on her equally trembling shoulders, patted my head, and said, "Mom isn't blaming you, I was just worried you'd get yourself dirty. Go get my clothes and help me put them on."
Following my mother's instructions, I gathered the clothes scattered on the floor and handed them to her, saying, "Which bastard used your bra to wipe his penis, leaving it covered in semen?" My mother first put on her underwear, then picked up the semen-stained black silk bra and sighed, "These people, really. This bra is so expensive. If I didn't need something from them, I would have really turned against them." My mother hadn't brought a handbag when she left, and didn't know where to put the bra, but she couldn't just carry it around. "Oh well, I'll just wear it. I can take a shower when I get back." So my mother closed her eyes and simply put the wet, sticky bra on her pair of snow-white, firm breasts. Alas, this scene was truly devastating for a beautiful woman.
After Mom got dressed, my daughter and I went downstairs together, intending to go back to the hotel to rest for a while. The internet cafe owner reminded us, "It's best to come early; tonight is Auntie's first performance, so please prepare well."
"Okay." We didn't say much more. After leaving the internet cafe through the back door, we hailed a taxi and went straight back to the hotel. My mother and I took a bath together, took a nap, and in the afternoon, I accompanied her to the mall to buy a new set of lingerie. It was a very ordinary white set, obviously not as sexy or alluring as the high-end lingerie my mother used to wear, and it was also cheaper. Back in the hotel room, my mother tried on the new lingerie for me, and to my surprise, it had a unique, mature charm. What is this mature charm? It's the gentle and virtuous charm of a traditional Chinese woman, different from the seductive and alluring charm she displays in bed, and also different from the elegant and noble demeanor she presents to outsiders. She is simply a virtuous wife and loving mother.
My mother is indeed a good actress. Every gesture she made as she walked in front of me exuded the air of a virtuous woman. The white lingerie she wore further enhanced this aura. I gradually became mesmerized. Was this really my mother, who appeared dignified on the outside but was actually lewd on the inside? If it wasn't because her acting skills were too superb, then I simply didn't know my mother well enough.
For the rest of the time, my mother and I lay in bed watching TV to pass the time. Around 7:30, it was already dark, time for my mother's first passionate performance. The October night was already a bit chilly. My mother and I left the hotel hand in hand and took a taxi to the entrance of Superman Internet Cafe. It was still like daytime there; the door was tightly closed, and not even a ray of light could be seen from the roller shutter or the cracks in the windows. The area around the internet cafe, however, was brightly lit, with various nightclubs lining the streets, and many people strolling around.
This time I was smarter. Instead of banging on the door, I called the internet cafe owner and asked him to come out and open the door for us. Two minutes later, the internet cafe owner, still looking guilty, led my son and me in through the side door, glanced at the street, locked the door, and took us into the internet cafe.
The internet cafe was dark, with only the glow from the rows of monitors. It was packed with people; there were hardly any empty seats. I looked around and saw mostly teenagers, mostly boys, around my age. Some were playing games, some were chatting online, and a few were watching porn in a corner. Everyone was engrossed in their own activities and no one seemed to notice my mother and me.
The internet cafe owner whispered to me, "I've saved you a computer over there. You can play on it for now. I'll take Auntie upstairs to get ready. There's going to be a good show soon." I said, "Why won't you let me go up? Are you up to something again?" He said with a pained expression, "Oh, I only did that because I was afraid it would put you in a difficult position. It will never happen again, so don't worry." Then he whispered in my ear, "When Auntie comes down later, just pretend you don't know her." I nodded. After all, what we did wasn't exactly honorable, and I didn't want these people to know about our mother-son relationship.
Watching the internet cafe owner and my mom go upstairs, I felt nervous and a little excited. I grabbed a bottle of water from the cashier and sat down at the computer. Just then, I overheard two people playing games next to me talking: "Is the internet cafe next to your house closed too?"
"I heard that a fire broke out in an internet cafe a few days ago, and all the internet cafes in the city have to be shut down for rectification. The one I usually go to has been closed for several days."
"Thank goodness there's something to do here, otherwise how would I have spent this holiday?"
"Yeah, that's right. The owner of this internet cafe is really something; no one has come to check it out."
"The boss is out! Hurry, hurry!"
They were so engrossed in fighting the boss that they completely forgot about it. I thought to myself, "If my mom hadn't taken such good care of those three guys, would they have stopped checking? You guys are only able to play games here because of my mom."
A few minutes later, I heard footsteps on the stairs. I turned around and saw the internet cafe owner coming down. He went behind the cashier, suddenly clapped his hands twice, drawing everyone's attention. Then he said, "Everyone, please stop for a moment. I have something to say to you all." Most people stopped playing games and chatting, wanting to hear what he had to say. I also closed the webpage I was browsing, anticipating the tense moment.
However, a few people were so engrossed in surfing the internet that they completely ignored it.
"Hey, we're having an event at the internet cafe tonight..." The internet cafe owner had barely finished speaking when someone interrupted, "You're having an event? Does that mean we can't play? I haven't started my session yet, give me my money back! Give me my money back!"
The internet cafe owner smiled and said, "No, no, this activity is something I organized especially for everyone, and I need your participation. Before the activity starts, please take a look at some things." As he spoke, he sat down in front of the computer at the cashier's counter, typed a few keys, and after a short while, said, "Now I'll send you a website address through Wanxiang. Go in and take a look." Before he finished speaking, a pop-up window suddenly appeared on my computer screen with a website address that could be clicked. At the same time, the same website address appeared on other people's computer screens, and some people had already opened the webpage.
I had no idea what he was up to, but I heard someone say, "Damn, it's a porn site." The internet cafe owner then said, "There's a 'Mature Woman Had an Orgasm After Being Fucked' post on page 105 of the user selfies section. Go check it out." I thought to myself, "So he's trying to post some porn to arouse their lust. Is it really necessary to go to such lengths? Any man would have impure thoughts if he saw my mom." Although I was somewhat disdainful, I still opened the website out of curiosity. It was a very old porn site, with moderately stimulating content and not many visitors, which was why it hadn't been shut down by crackdowns. The user selfies section was full of obscene and pornographic images, and the "Mature Woman Had an Orgasm After Being Fucked" post was buried very deep. If it weren't for the internet cafe owner's guidance, we wouldn't have been able to find the post he was talking about at all.
When I clicked on the post, a few lines of small text appeared on the screen. These were the descriptions attached by the poster under each of the five pictures. The first picture appeared quickly. The picture was very clear and had a high resolution. It must have been taken with a digital camera, not a regular mobile phone.
The first picture already made my heart race. The image only showed the genitals of a man and a woman joined together. You could clearly see the man's penis deeply inserted into the woman's vagina, in a missionary position. The woman's thighs were spread wide, and the man was on top of her, his penis deeply inserted into her vagina. The length was indiscernible, but the diameter seemed average, a standard Asian size. The woman's vulva was flesh-colored, her labia glistening with vaginal fluid, and her pubic hair was glossy black, giving her a healthy appearance. Her vulva was prominent and full, with both labia majora and minora wide open, as if trying to suck the man's penis inside. I suddenly thought, "I've seen my mom's cunt a lot, but it's a pity I can't see what it looks like when I'm fucking her. Next time I'll have to find a camera to record it."
The caption under this picture reads, "My sister wouldn't let me take pictures, so I could only sneak the camera under her when she wasn't looking. The effect was pretty good. My sister's cunt is so hot it could shoot fire. It was so good I almost ejaculated prematurely. Luckily, I'm a pro. This time I fucked her for over an hour, giving her three orgasms. She kept begging for mercy."
"Damn, this netizen is amazing, he got this girl all wet." "That slut is really shameless, playing the older woman/younger man game, and someone even filmed it for us to enjoy." "This guy is a beast, he let her fuck him, and he still secretly took pictures of her, I want to see what this woman looks like, haha~~" People in the internet cafe were having all sorts of discussions. I also wanted to see if this mature woman was pretty, so I scrolled down the page and saw the second picture. In the picture, only the woman's legs were spread wide open, like a frog upside down. Two snow-white thighs were spread in an M shape, her vulva completely exposed, glistening with moisture. The woman must have been very excited to secrete so much fluid. Her pubic hair was thick and sticky to her vulva because it was wet with vaginal fluid. A large patch of the sheet beneath her vulva was soaked. The entire photo only showed the woman's vulva; her face was still not visible. The caption read, "Auntie had her first orgasm less than half an hour after I penetrated her. I wanted to change positions, so this is a close-up I took after I pulled out my penis when she got up. Look at the fluid coming out of her vagina; I don't know if it's urine or vaginal fluid, but it's enough to fill a cup. Oh well, what can you do? Her husband is dead, and she's at the age where she's like a tiger or a wolf, already desperately horny. And then she met me, a sex expert, a giant, invincible python boy."
Seeing these stimulating pictures and vulgar language, my penis got hard. It seems this netizen is quite the expert in the world of pleasure; the woman's vaginal fluids speak for themselves. I completely understand this woman; generally, all widows are quite promiscuous and sexually frustrated, like my mother. I continued looking. The third picture showed this woman with her large, white buttocks sticking out, taken from behind. Her buttocks were plump, white, and round, very well-maintained, suggesting she was a woman who exercised regularly. Her anus and genitals were clearly photographed; her pink anus was covered in fine folds, and her perineum had some curly pubic hair. To be honest, I don't really like women with a lot of pubic hair; it looks somewhat dirty. My mother is very particular about this. She shaves her labia and perineum clean, leaving only the beautiful black triangle of pubic hair. She also combs and trims it frequently. Sometimes she even bleaches her pubic hair with colors like mysterious and alluring rose purple, passionate and romantic pink, pure white, and refreshing blue. When my mother is happy, she will even dress up as a Persian cat and dye her pubic hair gold, which shines brightly in the sunlight, so that I can slowly play with it.
Looking at the woman in the picture, her entire genitals were captured, her labia were wide open, and her vaginal opening was clearly visible. It was obvious that she had just experienced a violent ordeal. The caption read, "I like the doggy style position. My sister obediently stuck out her big ass and waited for me to fuck her. After she stuck out her ass, I secretly took pictures behind her. My sister's ass is very elastic, it feels good to hit it, and it even makes a 'slap slap' sound. It's really enjoyable. I fucked her in the doggy style for more than ten minutes, and she had a second orgasm. After this orgasm, she was exhausted and weak, but I hadn't ejaculated yet. My sister said she couldn't take it anymore, so I had to hold her and fuck her."
The fourth picture shows the two embracing. The man is sitting on the edge of the bed, and the woman is in his lap, their heads and necks intertwined, their chins resting on each other's shoulders. The woman's back is facing the camera, and the man's young, sunny face appears in the picture for the first time. Although blurred, his general outline is still visible. He has short hair, fair skin, and appears to be around twenty years old. From behind, the woman has a well-proportioned figure, and her long, messy ponytail was a very popular hairstyle a few years ago. Back then, every woman on the street wore her hair like that. I remember when I was in elementary school, my mother also wore this hairstyle, and the female teachers at my school were incredibly envious and followed suit. I was quite proud of it for a time. I never imagined that I would see this once-popular style again after so many years.
The woman had her arms tightly wrapped around the man's neck, her legs straddling his closed lap. The man's left hand was supporting the woman's right buttock, while his right hand was not visible, presumably he was taking pictures with a camera. The caption read, "My sister collapsed weakly into my arms, only able to moan softly. I showed her no mercy, grabbing her big ass and fucking her hard. She was so slutty. I never hold back with these kinds of bitches. It took me ten minutes to completely subdue her, bringing her to her third orgasm. This time she was at her peak, trembling all over, almost fainting. I couldn't hold back either, letting go of my slut. I came for a full half minute, filling her vagina completely." By this time, everyone's discussion had gradually stopped, and everyone was focused on the obscene pictures. I glanced around and saw some people secretly masturbating. These pictures and words were indeed very stimulating, but for someone like me who's been there, they weren't enough to cause serious sexual arousal. What really interested me was the woman's face. I continued scrolling down the page, and the last picture appeared before me. Then, something completely unexpected happened. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. The last picture was a full-body frontal shot of the woman. She lay languidly on the bed, limbs spread wide, hair disheveled, her forehead and body covered in sweat from excitement. Her cheeks were flushed from the afterglow of her orgasm, her eyes were closed, as if she was still savoring the intense intercourse she had just experienced. Her mouth was slightly open, and her chest was also red, a sign of a female orgasm. Her genitals were completely soaked, pubic hair scattered around her vulva, and her legs were spread apart, revealing the semen that had been ejaculated inside her through her parted labia. My eyes widened as I stared at the face of the woman enjoying her orgasm in the picture. Yes, it was my mother.
The mother in the photo was young and charming, not the 40-year-old mother she is now. I checked the upload date of the picture, and it was from 2002. That year, my mother was only 34 years old, in the prime of her life, and she also had a good career. How could she have fallen for this scoundrel? My mother was a beautiful widow. She was too thirsty and needed a man to cultivate her long-parched fertile field, which is why this young man took advantage of her vulnerability. My mother's history of promiscuity often surprised me. I don't know how many secrets she still didn't tell me. For so many years, my mother has lived two completely different lives: one noble and elegant; the other promiscuous and wanton. If I hadn't accidentally caught her committing adultery in an internet cafe, I don't know how long she would have kept up the act.
The caption reads: "My sister was enjoying her orgasm after I fucked her so well. While she was resting with her eyes closed, I took a full-body photo of her. She's pretty and has a great figure; she's the kind of slut who'll let anyone fuck her anytime, anywhere. I asked her if I was better than her deadbeat husband. She replied that compared to me, her husband was like a lapdog compared to a tiger. She also said I was the only man besides her husband who had ever possessed her body. Haha, women I fuck will all bow down to me and obey my every whim. But I was just playing around with her; I had no intention of keeping it up." For long-term relationships, bro, I prefer mature women, especially the wife and mother type. It's so much fun, clean, safe, no need for condoms, and no money involved, hahaha. I can have as many of these women as I want; I can't keep a cow just to drink milk. Bro, I'm going out of town next month. I'm leaving my sister's QQ number here. Anyone interested can chat her up; maybe she'll become your outlet soon, saving her from loneliness. It'll be a good deed, haha. That's all for now, I'm going to play Legend of Mir. Bye.
My mother is a fashionable woman who learned to use the internet when it was just becoming popular. Since we didn't have a computer at home, she would go online outside. She had two QQ accounts: one for normal communication, containing her friends, colleagues, old comrades, and classmates; and the other with the screen name "Incestuous Mom."
The QQ number was specifically used to seduce men. The last line of the picture description was a string of numbers, which was indeed the "incestuous mother's" QQ account. At this moment, everyone in the internet cafe was overjoyed and added the account as a friend. I thought Mom was going to be busy for a while when she went on QQ again.
"It's her, I know this woman." A boy sitting in the corner suddenly shouted, "Isn't she the slut we gang-raped? I was surfing the internet here that night, and I even slept with her. No doubt, it's her." The speaker was a short, fat boy. Judging from his tone, he was also involved in his mother's group sex at the internet cafe that night. But there were too many people that night, and I couldn't remember everyone at all. I hoped he wouldn't recognize me. Luckily, he had been hiding in the corner watching porn, completely absorbed, and hadn't noticed my presence at all.
"Yes, it's her." The internet cafe owner confirmed his words, which caused quite a stir among the group of boys in their adolescence. Everyone was discussing the matter, showing great interest and enthusiasm. The fat boy immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. Many people began to ask him about what happened that night. The fat boy also boasted with great pride, exaggerating to the extreme, describing my mother as extremely lewd and depraved, and even saying that her vagina and anus had been penetrated by eight penises at the same time. His audience was happy to believe this exaggerated nonsense.
The small internet cafe reeked of male hormones; everyone was aroused, and some were secretly masturbating while looking at pornographic pictures of their mothers. Seeing his opportunity, the internet cafe owner asked, "Would you like to meet this auntie?" All eyes turned to him; no one answered, but their expectant gazes spoke volumes. Then, he dropped a bombshell on the group of boys, saying, "I know you all really want to meet this auntie, right? Tonight I'm going to give you a surprise. You'll soon meet a beautiful and sexy goddess. Just call her name, and she'll appear right in front of you."
The internet cafe became very quiet. I could feel everyone's intense anticipation, and my heart raced. Just then, the internet cafe owner stepped out from behind the cashier, stood on a step of the stairs, and called out to the upstairs owner, "Auntie, please come down and meet everyone."
Half a minute passed. In that short time, I held my breath, and everyone else waited quietly for the goddess to arrive, just like me. A few seconds later, the door on the second floor opened slightly, followed by slow, light footsteps. I knew it was my mother coming down. Each of her footsteps made my heart pound harder and harder.
Just as everyone was filled with anticipation, the internet cafe owner opportunely played an English song, "Love is Like a Scent," adding a touch of sensuality to the mysterious and tense atmosphere. As the music began, a faint perfume scent wafted through the air, intoxicating everyone—or perhaps it was my mother's natural fragrance. It was truly a case of smelling the fragrance before seeing her. Then I saw my mother's delicate, pink foot stepping onto the cold, dark wrought iron steps, creating a striking contrast. The light from the computer screen shone on her calf, making it dazzlingly white in the darkness.
My mother, barefoot, slowly descended the stairs in a red silk robe. She secretly winked at me, then gracefully turned around, the robe swaying as it did so. The light reflected from the silk fabric was fiery red and bright, illuminating my mother's radiant face and everything around her. A smile that could captivate anyone instantly won over the hearts of the boys. They all looked at my mother as if she were a goddess, and no one uttered a sound.
On one side was the goddess in front of everyone, and on the other side was the slut on the computer screen. What a stimulating scene! Everyone felt a strange excitement, and male hormones began to be secreted in large quantities. Even the boys who had just masturbated got their flags raised again, and their erect penises were aimed at their mothers.
Seeing the boys' erections in their pants was clearly a huge encouragement for her first time selling herself. She became even more confident, giving them a seductive laugh. Not only was she beautiful, but her laughter was also incredibly alluring, causing the boys closest to her to immediately cover their crotches, blushing and only daring to steal glances at her.
At this moment, the internet cafe owner spoke up: "Auntie, look how welcoming everyone is to you, why don't you say a few words to them?" As he spoke, he moved a stool to the stairs and placed it for the mother to sit down and talk.
The mother was unprepared and didn't know what to say. She was stunned for a moment, but as a former dancer, she had a strong ability to adapt to the situation. She sat gracefully on the stool, stretched out her left leg and gently placed it on her right leg. The hem of her robe slipped down with the movement, revealing her delicate and white thigh. Then, she pretended to be shy, covered the inner thigh with her hand, and softly said, "Hello, everyone."
Mom truly lives up to her artistic reputation; the moment she appeared, she put on a thigh show, drawing everyone's attention to her beautiful legs. Some even bent down, trying to peek under her skirt. It's a pity Mom wasn't wearing sexy stockings today, otherwise, those boys would definitely have nosebleeds.
The internet cafe owner stood next to my mother, looking wicked, sniffing her like a dog. I glared at him fiercely, and he calmed down a bit, no longer daring to lay a hand on my mother in public. He started asking my mother like he was taking a census, "Auntie, please introduce yourself. What's your name? How old are you? What do you do for a living?"
I waited to see how my mother would answer, hoping she wouldn't reveal the truth, as that would be very bad for both of us. At the same time, I cursed the internet cafe owner inwardly; I didn't know what this guy was thinking, asking such questions—wasn't he just trying to get us into trouble?
My mother was also clever; she saw through his ill intentions and replied, "If you like me, you can call me by my online name 'Incestuous Mom,' or if you find four characters too troublesome, you can just call me Mom. I'm 40 years old this year and work as a teacher. You won't feel too bad calling me Mom, will you?" After saying that, my mother covered her mouth with her delicate hand and smiled, exuding the elegance of a mature woman, yet also a touch of girlish charm. She was truly beautiful; who wouldn't want to be her son?
I really admire my mom. She didn't tell everyone her real name, but said she was a teacher. That way, she answered the question without revealing her identity. Besides, my mom really is a teacher now, but not an ordinary teacher. She's a dance teacher at an arts school.
The internet cafe owner wanted to get to the bottom of things and asked some pointless questions, which my mom brushed off with a few words.
Then the internet cafe owner asked another question that the mother had to answer. He pointed to the mother's photo on the computer screen and said, "Auntie, thank you for showing these photos to everyone online. Could you please tell us about your romantic affairs back then? We are all very interested and would love to hear it."
I can't believe my mom handed over all these photos willingly. Honestly, doesn't she think she's provocative enough? But I'd also like to hear about my mom's past romantic escapades.
My mother smiled charmingly and said, "That was several years ago. The boy in the photo is called Xiao Jian. We met online and chatted for a while. I felt that although he was much younger than me, he was a nice person, so I met him a few times. I didn't expect him to be so bad. He secretly took pictures of me and posted them online. After I found out, I never saw him again."
After listening to my mother's words, I seemed to understand why she was so angry that night, even going to the internet cafe to engage in group sex as a form of revenge. It was because she discovered the photos I had secretly taken of Guodong's parents having sex on my phone. It turned out that my mother had also been secretly filmed. She must have trusted Xiaojian a lot to give her body to him, but Xiaojian betrayed her. My mother and I had an agreement that we could only have sex with each other, and I was the first to break that agreement by raping Guodong's mother, Aunt Xiaoli, with him. When my mother found out about this, she would be reminded of being betrayed by Xiaojian, which is why she had a hysterical outburst and went to the internet cafe to engage in group sex. Otherwise, we wouldn't have had to move. It's all my fault; I've made my mother a prostitute.
"Was he the first man besides your husband to sleep with you?" the internet cafe owner then asked. "You started seducing men around that time, didn't you?"
"Yes," Mom said, "I've been a widow ever since my husband died. I've had quite a few sexual partners, and countless one-night stands. Xiao Jian was the first. You all saw it; he not only took photos but also posted my QQ number online. I received dozens of messages every day. I know widows are often the subject of gossip, but I'm a normal woman. After a while, I wanted more too. One time, I couldn't resist meeting someone I met online and we had a one-night stand. From then on, I was addicted. I constantly craved men, and my mind was filled with those kinds of thoughts every night." As she said this, Mom's expression became even more alluring, like a thirsty, resentful woman, her eyes radiating endless seduction.
"So we should thank that guy named Xiao Jian. If it weren't for him deflowering Auntie, we would also be..."
The internet cafe owner chuckled lewdly, turned to look at me, and his eyes seemed to say, "It's all thanks to Xiao Jian for sleeping with your mother, otherwise she wouldn't have become so slutty, and she wouldn't have become a prostitute for us to play with." He then asked my mother, "Auntie, how many men have you slept with? Can you still remember?"
When this question was raised, everyone was extremely excited. Some guessed more than ten, some guessed one hundred, and some even guessed more than one hundred.
Hearing everyone's guesses, Mom laughed and shook her head, then proudly said, "From Xiao Jian until now, I've been with about a thousand men. I get online friends asking me out every day, and if I like one, I do it a few more times." Everyone was shocked. They couldn't believe there was such a slut in the world, that her vagina had been fucked by over a thousand men. They also envied those lucky enough to have one-night stands with Mom. Actually, they didn't know Mom's biggest secret: she was having incest with her own son. If they knew, would they envy me even more?
"You're so horny, Auntie." The internet cafe owner swallowed hard, licking his dry lips, and said, "Why do you like being fucked by netizens? Is it because there are a lot of virgins online, and you like playing with their young penises? It's exciting, isn't it?"
My mother glanced at me, thought for a moment, and said, "Because I've had sex with many men, regular sex can no longer satisfy my psychological needs. Later, I accidentally saw a chat room called 'Incest House,' and gradually I started to like the feeling of incest. It's very exciting. My online name is 'Incest Mom,' and many boys like to play incest games with me."
"We're all your sons, we all want to commit incest with you. Even your own sons wouldn't be able to resist having sex with such a beautiful and seductive mother." The internet cafe owner said with a smile, looking at me with a lewd gaze. I quickly looked away to avoid meeting his eyes. My heart was pounding, afraid that he would reveal our affair.
The atmosphere in the internet cafe began to stir. The mother, who had always been calm and elegant, was now a little nervous and could only use a smile to cover up her inner panic.
The internet cafe owner noticed our nervousness and found it amusing, chuckling. "Hmph, he loves teasing my mom and me so much, he'll get his comeuppance sooner or later." He then asked, "Auntie, besides liking to be fucked by young virgins, who else has fucked you? Have you ever cheated on your son with colleagues or neighbors? Tell us more."
Mom shifted her sitting position, slightly opening her legs towards us, and we could vaguely see her white underwear under her red nightgown. Mom pretended to be angry and said, "Do you think I'm a comfort woman, someone you can sleep with whenever you want? And even then, it has to be someone I like. Besides, this is my workplace; how could I do that kind of thing? If word got out, how could I go to work? And the neighbors are even less likely to do it. I don't want to be some kind of paragon of chastity, but I also don't want the neighbors pointing fingers and gossiping about me. Occasionally, I'll see different types of men, just to change things up."
"A wealthy woman like you, aside from young virgins, must only attract successful men, right?"
Mom thought for a moment and said, "Not entirely. I remember one night I was working overtime and it was dark when I got home. There was no one on the street. I passed a construction site and saw a few migrant workers still working. It was a very hot and humid night, and they were all only wearing underwear. I hadn't been with a man for several days, and as I watched them, I really wanted to have sex. I hesitated for a long time, but I couldn't resist and seduced them." Mom chuckled and continued, "Those migrant workers smelled very strongly of sweat, and their hands were very hard. They felt rough when they touched me, but they were very vigorous when they were having sex. I was so exhausted that I couldn't walk anymore."
Hearing my mother's words, everyone, including myself, was surprised and even felt sorry for her. Such a beautiful and seductive woman was allowed to be fucked for free by a few migrant workers. I wonder what kind of good fortune they had accumulated over their past lives. It's like a beautiful flower stuck in a pile of cow dung.
The internet cafe owner and his mother chatted for a long time, and before they knew it, it was past midnight.
At this moment, everyone in the internet cafe reached their emotional peak. From the moment they first saw their mother, their penises had never gone soft. They were about to explode with pent-up desire, their minds filled with lust. They wanted nothing more than to rape their mother, but they didn't dare. So they could only put their hands in their pants and masturbate.
Seeing that the time was right, the internet cafe owner said to everyone, "I invited Auntie here today, but it's not just for a simple chat. I want her to choose one lucky person from among you to perform a passionate video show with her. Anyone want to participate?" As soon as he finished speaking, many voices eagerly volunteered, while some were hesitant. The internet cafe owner said, "Everyone, please be quiet. Raise your hand if you want to participate, and let Auntie choose."
Unsurprisingly, everyone raised their hands, even those who had felt embarrassed earlier. No one wanted to miss the chance to share the excitement with their mother.
Mom started choosing her performance partners. She carefully sized up each person, looking at their appearance, build, and age. I raised my hand high, hoping Mom would choose me to perform with her—it's good to have some in-house talent, right? When Mom saw me, she just smiled slightly and quickly looked away. I felt a little disappointed and angry. After Mom's selection process, she chose the boy closest to her. He looked about my age, had an average appearance, and wasn't particularly tall. I don't know why Mom chose him; maybe it was because he was closest to her, and his large, erect penis attracted her.
The mother stood up from the stool, walked over to the boy, and bent down to ask, "What's your name? How old are you?" Her face was only a few centimeters away from his, and her breath, fragrant as she spoke, brushed against his face, making him so nervous he could barely breathe. He stammered, "Auntie, I'm ten to sixteen. You can call me Xiao Hai." He didn't dare look at his mother's face while speaking, his eyes darting around, occasionally stealing glances at her sexy cleavage.
Mom chuckled: "Xiao Hai, you should still be a virgin, right?" Xiao Hai's face immediately turned red, and he didn't dare to speak, only nodding.
Seeing his nervousness, his mother found him rather cute. She gently stroked his face, then held his head against her ample bosom, comforting him, "Don't be nervous. Auntie will make you feel good later. After the first time, you won't be shy anymore."
Xiao Hai was still very nervous, and his face did not show any happiness. After all, with so many people around, his feelings must have been very complicated, and he could not easily enjoy his mother's tenderness. Even so, it was enough to make others envious and jealous.
The mother held Xiao Hai's hand and asked the internet cafe owner, "Shall we start now?" The internet cafe owner said, "We'll need someone with a webcam during the performance, like a photographer, to film you having sex. Then we can broadcast it live in the passionate video chat room. Auntie, why don't you pick another person?"
This time I was the first to raise my hand. My mom looked around, her gaze lingered on me for a few seconds, and then she pointed at me and said, "Then you can do it." I was extremely excited and immediately jumped up from my chair. But then I thought, other people are having a good time having sex with my mom, and I have to help them film the sex process. What's so exciting about that? Thinking of this, I immediately lost my energy.
The internet cafe owner said, "Alright, alright, everything's arranged. Auntie, take the two kids upstairs. I'll give you instructions via voice." I glared at him, thinking to myself, "Who are the kids? I'm your dad!"
Mom had already put her arm around Xiao Hai, and the two of them went upstairs affectionately, looking like they couldn't wait. So I followed them upstairs.
A group of lecherous young men downstairs watched the three of us go up to the second floor, filled with jealousy and resentment, and all clamored to follow us. The internet cafe owner told them, "Don't rush, you'll get to see. Go back to your seats, and anyone who makes a fuss will be kicked out." His threat worked; everyone returned to their computers and obeyed. The internet cafe owner also went back to the computer at the cashier's counter, typed a few keys, and then clicked the mouse. A website address popped up on all the computer monitors in the internet cafe at the same time. He said, "I'm sending you the website address for the video chat room. Those who want to see the auntie's passionate performance should register quickly." It turned out that besides running an internet cafe, he was also the administrator of a pornographic video website. This time, he had specially created a program called "Slutty Mother and Child's Passionate Virginity Deprivation Show" for mothers. The news had been posted on the website for several days, and many people had registered, all wanting to see how the slutty mother deflowered her little boy.
When my mom, Xiaohai, and I arrived at the room on the second floor, the computer was already on, and the screen displayed the website address. There was a note on the computer desk with the login username and password written on it. I clicked on the website address to enter the adult video website, and then logged in smoothly using the username and password written on the note. The nickname was "Thirsty Slut," which was enough to arouse lust and was quite eye-catching.
There were already several hundred people in the chat room, and more were constantly joining; they were all there to watch Mom's passionate performance. Just then, the internet cafe owner's voice came through the speakers: "Auntie and Xiao Hai, are you ready? If you are, let's begin. Xiao Jun, turn on the video and point the camera at Auntie." I picked up the portable webcam on the computer desk and said to Mom, "Mom~ Auntie, I'm going to film."
My mom told me to wait a moment, then gently said to Xiaohai, "Xiaohai, don't be nervous. Auntie will teach you how to do it later. Just enjoy it." Seeing how good my mom was to him, I was a little jealous. Before they were even ready, I had already started the video call and was filming them.
A while later, while Mom was still comforting Xiaohai, she suddenly realized that the camera in my mind was already pointed at them and had started a live stream. Mom panicked for a moment and whispered, "Xiaojun, why didn't you tell me it was starting?" But she was an actress who had been on stage before, and she quickly composed herself. As I played the music for her, she showed off her dance skills from her youth. Mom stood in front of Xiaohai, seductively swaying her body, just like a pole dancer.
While twisting her sexy body, the mother teased Xiao Hai, saying, "Son, do you like Auntie's body?"
Xiao Hai stared intently at his mother's ample breasts, slender waist, and plump buttocks, blushing as he said, "I...I like it!"
A microphone sits on the computer desk. In the chat room, you can not only see the passionate performance of Mom and Xiao Hai, but also hear their conversation. To exaggerate a bit, you can even hear Xiao Hai's heartbeat at that moment.
With a lewd smile on her face, Mom pretended to be intoxicated by the seductive music, gently caressing her face with her hands, then slowly moving them down, gliding over her white neck, wandering over her full and perky breasts, and finally untying the belt of her nightgown, the hem slowly opening until it slipped off her delicate body, making Xiao Hai swallow hard.
At this moment, Mom's sexy body was only covered by a white bra. The small, thin bra could barely conceal the shape of her breasts, and even her pink nipples were faintly visible. A cleavage appeared at the bottom of her panties, the most alluring part of her body for men. Although I couldn't see the expressions of the people watching Mom's video performance in the chat room, I could tell from the messages on the message board that their emotions were extremely high.
[Little Pervert]: "This auntie is really nice, she looks like a celebrity. Don't just dance for the little virgin, hurry up and take your clothes off, I can't wait!"
[Midnight Wolf]: "Damn, finally she's off! What the hell? Why are you still wearing underwear underneath? Hurry up and take it off, you slut, I need to masturbate!"
"Midnight Wolf" has been removed from the chat room by the administrator. Please use polite language. Thank you for your cooperation.
[Jing Waiting for a Perfect Vagina]: "She doesn't look like a mother at all. It's a shame she's a prostitute. I wish she could be my wife. I'd fuck her to death even if it meant staying up all night."
[I'd rather die than do more]: "I'm going to have insomnia again tonight, I'm so busy~~"
The chat room message board scrolled incessantly, displaying all sorts of comments, but Mom didn't pay much attention. She was rubbing her bare feet back and forth against Xiaohai's crotch, and even the usually shy Xiaohai started moaning excitedly. Mom turned around again, sticking out her pert buttocks to show Xiaohai her barely visible genitals, and said gently, "Xiaohai, do whatever you want, don't be shy."
"Oh, okay~" Xiao Hai said, unzipping his pants and pulling out his hard penis that had been erect for a long time. I thought he would take off my mom's underwear and fuck her hard, but I didn't expect him to start masturbating himself. What an unromantic idiot.
Xiao Hai's actions surprised his mother, but the more immature he was, the more innocent and adorable she found him, and the more she liked him. His mother turned around and took off her bra in front of him, revealing a pair of full, perky breasts. She removed Xiao Hai's hand from his penis and placed it on her crotch, giving him a flirtatious wink and saying, "Help Auntie take off her panties."
Xiao Hai could hardly believe his ears. He stared blankly for a moment, his hands trembling as he placed them on his mother's hips, clearly overwhelmed with excitement. His mother patted Xiao Hai's head and said, "You're so old and you've never even touched a woman. How can you be a man? Auntie will let you experience what it's like to be a woman. Hurry up and take your clothes off, don't be shy."
Encouraged by his mother, Xiao Hai's hands trembled as he grabbed the elastic band of her underwear and slowly pulled it down an inch. Suddenly, a tuft of black hair peeked out from under the white underwear—his mother's pubic hair. Xiao Hai was extremely excited, inhaling the scent of his mother's genitals deeply, until he pulled the underwear down to her knees. Then, trembling, he said, "Auntie, you...you're so beautiful..." His voice was very soft, as if squeezed from his throat. Of course, any boy who saw my mother standing naked in front of him would be speechless.
Mom smiled, said nothing, and continued to show Xiaohai every part of her sexy body with her alluring dance moves. Xiaohai couldn't help but continue masturbating. After a while, the internet cafe owner's voice came from the speakers: "Xiaohai, stop doing it yourself. Let Auntie give you oral sex, and then use your little brother to fuck her little sister. That's more enjoyable."
"You pervert!" the flirtatious mother cursed into the camera, more of a playful jab at the internet cafe owner than a direct insult. The owner, watching her passionate performance from his computer downstairs, was probably quite pleased by her outburst.
Although Mom was verbally abusing him, she was already impatient. So, following the internet cafe owner's instructions, she squatted down in front of Xiao Hai, grabbed his large penis, and began sucking and licking it, occasionally letting out a few moans. Xiao Hai, no longer as nervous as before, unceremoniously grabbed and kneaded Mom's two large breasts.
"Auntie, you're so kind! I love you!"
A virgin is a virgin after all. Before Mom could even suck a few times, Xiao Hai ejaculated in her mouth. I filmed for a long time with the camera. Xiao Hai was satisfied, but my arms were aching from exhaustion. I thought the performance was over, but then Mom turned her face towards the camera and showed off the semen on her tongue and the corners of her mouth. After carefully tasting Xiao Hai's semen, she actually swallowed all the semen in her mouth, even licking the corners of her mouth clean. Her performance was definitely no less impressive than any professional AV actress.
The virgin ejaculated quickly and got hard quickly. Xiao Hai sat on the sofa to rest for a while, and his penis became erect again. Moreover, he had been made to ejaculate by his mother and had tasted the pleasure of a woman. He became a little bolder and said, "Auntie, I... I want you... that place, is that okay?" As he spoke, he reached for his mother's vulva, and his mother cooperated by opening her legs and letting him touch as much as he wanted. She even taught him to insert his fingers into her vagina.
By this time, there were already thousands of messages on the chat room's message board, and the calls for Xiao Hai to have sex with his mother were getting louder and louder. At the request of the audience, the internet cafe owner once again gave instructions from the speakers: "Auntie, the foreplay was good, now it's time for Xiao Hai to fuck you." Then he encouraged Xiao Hai, saying, "Xiao Hai, once you fuck Auntie's cunt, you'll be a real man. Anyway, she's a prostitute, so don't be gentle with her, just fuck her to death."
Hearing him say those things about my mother, I couldn't quite describe the feeling in my heart. I could only continue recording the scene of my mother selling her body for the first time with the camera. I saw my mother straddling Xiao Hai, rubbing her pubic hair and labia against his penis, her two big, white, soft breasts pressed against his face, letting him knead, suck, and gently bite them.
"Xiao Jun, go get the lubricant and help me and Xiao Hai apply it." Mom bought this massage lotion specially, originally for when I had anal sex, but now it's Xiao Hai's turn. I took the massage lotion out of Mom's bag, squeezed out a little and applied it all over Mom's vulva, then gave the lotion to Xiao Hai to apply himself, while I used two fingers to insert into Mom's little cunt. Her vagina was slippery and had already secreted a lot of lustful fluid.
My mother's buttocks twitched as I touched her, and she said coquettishly, "Stop it, Xiao Hai is waiting. He's the male lead today." At this moment, Xiao Hai noticed that I was fingering my mother, pushed my hand away, and shouted, "Auntie chose me, don't touch her!" After saying that, he aimed his penis at my mother's vagina and thrust it in hard.
This kid was just like a little lamb, and now he dares to yell at me! I really want to punch his penis, but ignorance is bliss. He doesn't know we're mother and son, so I'll forgive him this once. Just then, Xiao Hai suddenly cried out in pain. It turned out that he had thrust too hard the first time, and his penis had only gone in halfway when the foreskin was pulled back, causing him unbearable pain, so he pulled it out of his mother's vagina.
Seeing him in so much pain made me feel so relieved. Mom's vagina is still as tight as a young girl's; it's not so easy to penetrate. It must have hurt this little virgin to death.
His mother seemed particularly tender towards him, blowing on and rubbing his penis, then straddling him again, and slowly inserting it into her vagina with her hand until the entire penis was inside. Xiao Hai's face changed from pain to pleasure, and he let out a long sigh. This was his first time losing his virginity, and the feeling of pain and pleasure would surely be unforgettable.
Because Xiao Hai's penis was quite large, Mom gave a soft "hmm" and said, "Xiao Hai is so good, he's hitting Auntie's G-spot." Xiao Hai lifted Mom's buttocks up and down, going at it hard. I held the camera in one hand, and my other hand was also busy, roaming all over Mom's body. Although Xiao Hai was unhappy, he was experiencing erotic pleasure for the first time and couldn't control himself. He wouldn't stop until he ejaculated, so he couldn't stop me at all.
I'd been touching my mom's body for a while, and my lust was already running high. Suddenly, it dawned on me that I'd never had sex with my mom with anyone else before. Last time, I invited Guodong over to my house to have sex with her, and I could only watch. Today, why not take this opportunity to have a threesome with my mom, Xiaohai, and me? So I took off my pants, stood on the sofa, and pressed my hard penis against my mom's mouth, making her give me oral sex.
The camera in my hand had already uploaded everything to the internet. Hundreds of people were watching how my mother had sex with two boys. The thought of it made me incredibly excited. I grabbed my mother's hair with one hand, and oral sex wasn't enough, so I thrust my penis inside her, the head of it reaching her throat. I paused for two or three seconds, then pulled it out, and then thrust it in again. My mother gagged repeatedly, but at this point, in my eyes she was just a prostitute, the lowest of the low, a whore. There was no need to pity such a filthy bitch; the more I abused her, the happier she would be.
The camera was pointed directly at Mom's face; I wanted everyone to see the slut's lewd expression as she climaxed from being fucked.
Suddenly, Xiao Hai let out a cry under his mother and ejaculated the rest of his semen into her vagina.
After a few more thrusts, I ejaculated a large amount of semen into my mother's throat. When I pulled my twitching penis out of her mouth, she coughed a few times but didn't spit out my semen; it seemed she had swallowed it.
Although Mom was completely ravaged by us, she was clearly not satisfied yet. She rubbed her genitals hard, refusing to let Xiao Hai's penis out, but Xiao Hai's penis still went soft in an instant and slipped out of her slippery vagina.
Ignoring the semen still flowing from her vagina, Mom climbed to the computer and said into the microphone, "Anyone else who wants to fuck me, hurry up and come on up." Mom's words startled Xiao Hai, who nervously said, "Auntie, this... how can this be? Can you handle it?" It seems Xiao Hai cares about his mother quite a bit, but I wasn't as surprised as him. I knew this wasn't Mom's first time engaging in group sex; she could handle it.
By this time, chaos had broken out downstairs. Everyone was rushing upstairs, and no one could stop them. Everyone wanted to fuck their mother's pussy right away. Seeing that things were getting out of hand, I knew that this reckless behavior wouldn't work, so I immediately locked the door to the second floor. Dozens of people were blocking the stairs downstairs, and not a single one could get in.
I stood guard at the door and turned to my mother, saying, "See? It's all because of your words. These guys have gone mad. They're going to gang rape you today."
The mother pretended to be shy, sitting on the sofa with one hand covering her breast and the other covering her genitals, and said, "It's all your fault, you two little brats, making me lose face, and you won't even let me ask for help?"
Downstairs, the internet cafe owner quickly brought the situation under control. He loudly announced, "I invited Auntie here to perform for everyone. If you want sex, it's extra—100 yuan a time. Pay up and wait in line." Before he finished speaking, several people paid. Those who didn't have enough borrowed from friends, and those who couldn't borrow even pawned their phones and MP3 players. Those who had neither money nor anything to pawn were left heartbroken. The internet cafe owner collected the money and said with a smile, "Don't worry if you can't have sex this time. Come back next time with enough money. Auntie will be performing here for several days; I guarantee you'll have a great time."
Those poor wretches who can't afford to queue up will only be able to watch others have sex while they masturbate tonight.
After everyone lined up on the stairs, the internet cafe owner said through the loudspeaker, "Xiao Jun, open the door and let them in."
Having learned from our experience of watching mothers having group sex last time, we were much more cautious this time. We only let two or three people in at a time to avoid a chaotic scene where several people were having sex with my mother at the same time. I didn't want my mother's body to be harmed.
I opened the door a crack, letting the first three people in line in first, then immediately locked the door. The three men who came in were all quite young, and dressed very fashionably, so their families must be well-off. Although they weren't as shy as Xiao Hai, they were still too excited to speak when faced with the naked, panting woman lying on the sofa.
I placed the webcam on the computer desk, pointing it at the sofa. Then, Xiaohai and I squatted on either side of Mom, each lifting one of her beautiful legs to display her delicate, flower-like vulva to the three of them. I said, "The paradise of pleasure is right here, why don't you hurry up and go in?"
Mom covered her face with her hands and said, "Ugh~ What are you saying~" Mom's feigned shyness was so cute, but she quickly revealed her lewd nature. Her hands followed the curves of her body and moved to her genitals, pinching her two pink labia minora. The opening was clearly exposed to the boys' eyes. Mom also occasionally inserted her fingers into herself, and lewd moans filled the entire room.
Mom's pussy was already dripping with lustful fluids, and after Xiao Hai's vigorous fucking, it became like a continuous, unstoppable river. At this moment, one of the boys couldn't hold back any longer. He hurriedly pulled down his pants, aimed his not-yet-fully-developed penis at Mom's opening, and thrust it in. Because his penis was relatively small and Mom's pussy was very wet, it was relatively easy to fuck her.
The boy was very thin, his two chicken claws grabbing his mother's full breasts. His skinny little body was lying on his mother's sexy body, his little butt moving incessantly, shouting: "You slut~ I'll fuck you to death~ You old slut~ You whore~ You seduced me~ I'll fuck you to death~ I'll fuck your cunt~" He wasn't satisfied yet, so he grabbed his mother's hair and slammed her head against the back of the sofa.
I panicked immediately and wanted to push the guy away, but my mother suddenly screamed excitedly: "Ah~ Ah~ That's great~ Hit me~ Quick~ Torture me hard~ Ah~ My man~ So good, I'm a slut~ Good boy~ Come on~ Fuck me to death~ This cunt, torture me, yes~ That's it~" I didn't know my mother liked to be tortured and beaten before, that she was so slutty. I'll teach this slut a lesson when I get home, and let her have her fill of SM.
Seeing that his mother enjoyed the thrill, the boy became even more savage, slapping her hard and pinching her until she was covered in bruises. He kept cursing her, saying, "You slut, I hate teachers the most, I want revenge~ I'll fuck you to death~ I'll fuck you to death~" After cursing a few more times, he suddenly stopped and fell silent. His expression was a mixture of pleasure and pain. He had ejaculated inside his mother's vagina.
The other two boys, who had been masturbating for a while, couldn't wait any longer. After pushing the ribs off their mother, the second boy quickly ejaculated inside her. The third was even less effective, ejaculating after only a few thrusts. I originally thought that spending a hundred yuan to have sex with my mother was too cheap, but judging from the current situation, none of these guys lasted more than five minutes. We really hit the jackpot.
After a night of physical passion, Mom finally completed her mission the next morning, having over thirty young men ejaculate inside her vagina. All the customers in the internet cafe left, leaving only Mom, Xiao Hai, the internet cafe owner, and me.
Mom was completely exhausted, slumped on the sofa, unable to move. Streams of semen flowed from her genitals, mixed with vaginal fluid and sweat, running down her inner thighs onto the floor, forming a large puddle of vaginal fluid. Her buttocks, pubic hair, and navel were also covered in this liquid.
Xiao Hai gently wiped his mother's body with a towel, then sucked out all the semen from her vagina with his mouth, taking meticulous care of her. His mother weakly said, "Xiao Hai, Auntie's vagina is so dirty, don't you mind?" Xiao Hai looked up at his mother and excitedly said, "As long as it's Auntie's body, I'm willing to endure any dirt."
Xiao Hai hugged his mother and gave her a series of wet kisses, licking her face until it was covered in saliva. Then he turned and ran to the door, saying, "Auntie, thank you! I'll come again tonight." With that, he dashed out.
I nestled close to my mother, embracing her naked body, and reached out to touch her genitals, saying, "Let your son touch you, see if my auntie has been fucked raw." My mother lightly slapped me and said, "Everyone's all gone, why are you still calling me auntie?"
“I’m not calling you, I’m calling her.” I pointed to my mother’s swollen vagina, which had been fucked a little, and said, “Mom, look, she’s your little sister. Shouldn’t I call her Auntie according to seniority?” My mother laughed at my joke. We teased each other for a while, and then I said, “Mom, I’m going out to buy an ice pack to cool my Auntie down. We need her to take care of those little brothers tonight.”
I went to two nearby pharmacies, but they both said they didn't sell medical ice packs. So I went to the supermarket and bought a bottle of frozen mineral water. I wrapped it in a towel and put it on my mother's genitals for a cold compress. Just then, the internet cafe owner came upstairs and saw me using ice water to wash my mother's genitals. He laughed and said, "Xiao Jun is washing Auntie's pussy. You two have such a good relationship. I wish I had a good mother like that. She cooks and does laundry for me during the day, and at night..." He then leered.
I turned around and glared at him, saying, "Why aren't you downstairs counting the money? What are you doing up here?" The internet cafe owner replied, "I'm here to deliver the money. We agreed to settle accounts daily. Don't you want it anymore?"
When his mother heard that he had brought money, she immediately beamed and asked, "How much did you earn tonight?"
The internet cafe owner pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket and said as he counted it, "Not counting Xiao Hai, we had thirty-four customers tonight, one hundred yuan each, which is three thousand four hundred yuan in total. I'll keep half, and this one thousand seven hundred is yours." I took the money from him, counted it, and it was indeed one thousand seven hundred yuan. Then I put it into my mother's purse.
The internet cafe owner said, "Don't worry, I'm absolutely trustworthy, and you won't be shortchanged by a single penny."
"And what about the money from video performances?" I said, "My mom performs on that video website, and she probably earns much more than that."
The internet cafe owner said, "Young man, you're really something! Nothing can fool you. Come with me to the bank this afternoon to withdraw some money." I immediately said, "No way! Let's go as soon as the bank opens. Who knows if you'll secretly take the money?" The internet cafe owner said, "You've been working hard all night. Take a nap first, and go after lunch." My mom and I both disagreed, saying we wouldn't perform unless we withdrew the money immediately. The internet cafe owner had no choice but to comply with our arrangements.
Around 8 a.m., after Mom had rested enough, the three of us went to the bank together, withdrew the money, and split our winnings equally on the spot. The internet cafe owner went back to Superman Internet Cafe, and Mom and I went back to the hotel to rest. That night, Mom performed and entertained customers again, just like the night before, and collected money again the next morning before returning to the hotel for dinner and rest. In just a few days, Mom earned more than 20,000 yuan, not only making up for the money she lost in the stock market but also making a small profit, which made her extremely happy.
The National Day holiday passed quickly, and my mom and I had to go back to our home in the city. My mom had been working part-time at an internet cafe these past few days, which helped the owner make a lot of money, so he was very reluctant to see us leave and insisted on seeing us off at the station.
"Auntie, come over whenever you have time," the internet cafe owner said. "I'll arrange a few more sessions for her then, and I guarantee she'll earn even more than this time."
My mother secretly wished she could be a prostitute again—it would be comfortable and she could earn a lot of money, so why not? But considering my feelings, she didn't agree immediately. She smiled at the internet cafe owner and said, "Xiao Jun is my agent now, so it depends on whether he agrees or not."
The internet cafe owner was quite sensible; he pulled me aside and whispered, "Young man, please help me out. I won't let you down." As he spoke, he handed me his gym bag. Seeing his secretive manner, I figured there must be something good inside. So I quickly opened the bag and found several sets of different styles and colors of sexy lingerie, as well as various uniforms. With these things, I could play the uniform fetish game with my mom.
I was secretly pleased, but I had to pretend I didn't care. I shook my head and said, "These are all for my mom. I can't wear them. You should talk to her about it." With the time to board the train approaching and me still not having said anything, the internet cafe owner became very anxious and said, "There are more clothes underneath. I guarantee you'll need them. Take a look."
I flipped through the pile of underwear and sure enough, there were three treasures hidden there: an electric dildo, a bottle of Viagra, and a box of fly powder. He had gone to great lengths to get these things. He whispered to me, "When you and your aunt are having fun at home, you can use the dildo and Viagra to enhance the experience. Don't let your aunt see this box of fly powder. Find an opportunity to use it yourself."
I glanced at him, then at the contents of my bag. I thought to myself, he'd given me so many nice things, it wouldn't be right to refuse. Besides, my mom was willing to be a prostitute, so why shouldn't I? So I agreed: "Okay, when we have time, we'll definitely find you to partner with us again." Just then, the station's announcement came on, and the train was about to depart. My mom and I boarded the train with our bags, and the internet cafe owner happily left.
We had just sat down when Mom's phone suddenly rang. It was a colleague from her art school calling. Mom picked up the phone and said, "Hello~ Oh~ I'm sorry~ I took my son back to my hometown~ You made a wasted trip~ I was just about to go back~ What~ Really~ That's great~ Of course~ We must celebrate properly when we get back~ Let's have a meal together~ Okay~ Bye~" After Mom finished the call, she suddenly became as happy as a little girl, almost ready to dance.
I asked my mom what happened, and she said, "My colleague who trades stocks with me just said that the stock we bought went up again, and she sold it for me. I made over ten thousand yuan! That's great, I'm so happy!" Hearing this news made me happy too, and seeing my mom's happy face made me even happier. Our luck had finally turned around.
I opened the gym bag a crack and looked inside, thinking, "Since Mom's so happy, I'll use these things tonight to let her vent her lust." As I was thinking this, my hand couldn't help but reach under Mom's skirt.
Mom immediately pushed my hand away and whispered, "Xiao Jun, don't move around, sit still." I smiled to myself, thinking that Mom had even worked as a prostitute, and she was still embarrassed. So I took out my phone and sent a text message to tease Mom: "Slutty Mom, I really want to fuck your cunt right now, so everyone on the bus can see how shameless you are, okay?"
After reading my text message, Mom chuckled, secretly pinched me, and whispered in my ear, "Mom's a prostitute; whoever pays me will fuck me."
(End of article)

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