Mom serves the factory manager

First, let me introduce my mother. Let's start from two years ago. I was 15 years old, and my mother was 36. She was incredibly beautiful: large, bright eyes, a small cherry-like mouth, fair and delicate skin, and a head of long, black hair. I heard she was a famous beauty in our area when she was young. When we walked down the street, people always mistook her for my older sister. Even after so many years of marriage, she maintained a great figure; her breasts were still so firm, and her waist was still so slender.
She and her father worked in the same factory. Because the company was struggling, her father went to work in Haikou alone and stayed away for two years, only coming back during the Lunar New Year. So it was just her mother and her at home.
One day I came home from school and saw my mother was already there. I was surprised because she usually got off work very late. I noticed she looked worried, so I asked her what was wrong. She told me that the factory was laying off workers again, and she was on the list this time. I put on a very mature air and said, "It's no big deal. Who gets laid off is just a matter of the factory manager's word. Why don't you bring him something tonight?"
But Mom said, "You're so smart, no one else would have thought of that. But there's no other way right now, so we'll just have to try it."
And I never imagined that it was my idea that led my mother to begin a licentious life.
In the evening, Mom prepared some gifts, put on light makeup, changed into a tank top, and sprayed some perfume. She looked like a princess. She kept asking me if I looked good, and I kept saying, "Mom, you're so beautiful!" She smiled happily, said goodbye to me, and left.
Who knew she'd be gone for two hours? The moment she came in, I could tell she looked flustered, avoiding eye contact with me, and two rosy cheeks rose on her delicate face. I asked her how she was doing, and she stammered that she was almost done. Then she turned and went into the room, sat in front of the mirror, and took out some cosmetics. That's when I noticed her hair was a bit messy, and her lipstick was gone, with some even smeared on the corners of her mouth.
I suddenly had a thought: Could it be... even the scene of my mother at the factory director appeared in my mind, but strangely enough, my penis got hard as soon as I thought about it, and I felt really excited.
In the days that followed, my mother would often find time to go out in the evenings, and each time she would dress up beautifully. After a couple of times, I became suspicious. One evening, she said she had to go out again, and I quickly said, "Okay, I was just thinking of reading by myself."
She smiled and went out the door. I waited for her for two minutes before I hurriedly followed her out. She seemed a little nervous, glancing around from time to time. Luckily, I was well hidden and she didn't see me.
I followed her for more than ten minutes, and then I saw her enter a residential building. I had no choice but to wait outside. After a while, I saw the factory manager's car drive up, and the factory manager got out of the car and hurriedly walked into the building.
I already knew the factory manager; he had eaten at my house before, and he had been investigated before for issues related to his personal conduct.
The factory manager was probably in his fifties. He was very fat, with a protruding belly and a bald head, with only a ring of hair around the edge. His teeth were stained yellow from long-term smoking.
Seeing him eagerly rush into the same room my mother had just gone into, I knew everything. At first, I was furious and really wanted to rush in and confront them, but I didn't know what they would be doing when I stormed in. Thinking about it, I could almost see the factory manager heavily pressing down on my mother, his purplish-red glans against her tender labia, and then…
As I thought about it, my penis became as hard as iron again. I quickly found a public restroom, fantasized about my mother and the factory manager having sex, and masturbated inside. I ejaculated, then ran home. My mother didn't return for a long time. I pretended to be reading a book, completely unaware that I had been following her.
I was unwilling to let it go, but I didn't say it out loud. Lust was driving me to take the next step.
But a long time passed and I didn't find a chance. My mother still went out frequently at night, and I would occasionally follow her. Until one morning, my mother went out to buy groceries. I got up and was drinking my milk when I saw my mother's key on the table. I picked it up to play with it, and suddenly I saw a key I had never seen before. A thought suddenly struck me: Could this be the key to the house where my mother and the factory manager had sex? So, before my mother came back, I secretly slipped downstairs, went to a stall to have a key made, and then came back without batting an eye.
My mother came back without noticing anything, so I tentatively asked, "Mom, I want to see a movie tonight, do you want to go?"
Mom said, "I've made plans to go to Aunt Chen's place tonight. You can go see a movie by yourself."
"Oh." Just as I expected!
That evening, I went out early under the pretext of watching a movie. I ran to the door, picked up the key, and easily turned it to open it. When I went inside, I saw that the house had only been simply decorated and furnished: there was a large, very soft bed, a big thank you, and a home theater system.
I pulled a VCD from the CD case on the table. The title alone told me it was an adult film. Even though I'm not very old, I've seen my fair share of adult films. I flipped through the case again; it was full of them. I took one out, put it in the player, and a Japanese adult film immediately started playing on the screen. The female lead was moaning and groaning as the male lead thrust into her. I couldn't resist pulling out my penis and starting to masturbate.
Suddenly, the sound of a car woke me up. I peeked out the window and, oh my god, the factory manager was already there, coming upstairs! I panicked: it was too late to run out now, and he knew me. I looked around and realized the only place to hide was under the bed. Luckily, the sheet was big enough to cover the foot of the bed. So I quickly turned off the TV and crawled under the bed.
I had just climbed in when the factory manager opened the door and came in. He closed the door, took out a pornographic DVD, and started watching it. I didn't dare breathe, but my position was good; I could see everywhere in the room through the gaps in the sheets. I saw him sitting on the tummy, taking out his penis. I really didn't expect a man in his fifties to have so much energy. His penis was dark, thick, and long, with a huge glans, and the veins on it were bulging. I started to worry about my mother: how would she handle it?
The factory manager played with his penis for a while, and it grew much bigger. I saw him take out a blue pill from his bag, chew it, and swallow it. I thought it must be Viagra. I wondered how he would want to fuck my mother to be satisfied.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. It must be Mom. I saw the factory manager, with his huge penis still erect, go to open the door. As soon as he opened it, I heard Mom let out a soft "Ah!" Her face flushed crimson with embarrassment, her eyes fixed blankly on that big, meaty rod. The factory manager pulled her inside, closed the door, and said, "I love it when you're like this. I've fucked you so many times and you're still so shy. Come on, give me a touch first. Today I'm going to fuck you to death." With that, he pulled Mom to sit down on the sofa, and the two of them started watching porn together.
The factory manager took his mother's hand and placed it on his large penis. His mother gently grasped the hot penis and began to stroke it up and down.
The factory manager, his large mouth full of yellow teeth, pressed his lips against my mother's cherry-like mouth, sucking desperately. His hands weren't idle either; they reached inside my mother's skirt and began to rub her clitoris and labia. Soon, I heard my mother let out a lewd moan. While rubbing his genitals, the factory manager used his other hand to reach inside my mother's collar, grabbing her breasts hard. He grinned lewdly and said, "Goodness, you're all wet down there."
He grabbed his mother's hair and said, "Quickly suck my cock and make me feel good." His mother obediently lowered her head, grasped the big cock, and opened her rosy little mouth. I was really worried for her; how could she possibly suck such a big cock?
媽媽輕輕的含著那個紫紅的大龜頭，伸出乖巧的舌頭舔那條縫。廠長陶醉的深深的吐了口氣，手上一用力，把媽媽的頭按了下去，媽媽的嘴將這根十八厘米左右的大雞巴完全含了進去，嘴唇貼著廠長的陰囊，但這對她確實太吃力了，她的喉嚨發出嗚嗚的聲音，但她還是很賣力的上下點頭，幫廠長口交。
廠長抓著媽媽，讓她跪在地上為他吹喇叭，然後將手伸進媽媽的內褲，扣弄起媽媽的小穴來。媽媽的陰部受不了刺激，更加賣力的把頭上下擺動起來。廠長一邊享受著媽媽的口交，一邊看著ａ片，還真是會玩啊，而我的雞巴也早已在強烈的刺激下硬得不象話了。
媽媽為廠長口交了十多分鐘，廠長突然叫道︰「受不了了，我要射了。」我看見媽媽想把他的雞巴吐出來，卻被他死死的按著頭，「吃下去，這次你必須吃下去了。」媽媽的喉嚨一陣動，好一陣才把所有的精液都吃下去了。
但廠長並沒有就此放過她，「快把衣服全脫掉。」媽媽搽了搽嘴邊的精液，站起身來脫掉了外套和裙子，我這才發現媽媽根本就沒穿內衣和內褲。廠長把她按在謝謝上（幸好是在謝謝上，如果在床上我就什麼都看不到了！），把媽媽的兩條雪白細嫩的的大腿分開，露出了粉色的陰唇，並且媽媽連陰毛都修剪過了，看起來就象小女生的陰戶。
廠長埋下頭用舌頭仔細的舔著媽媽的陰戶，還撥開包皮舔弄媽媽的小蜜豆。
媽媽渾身戰栗著，嘴里淫叫個不停，亮晶晶的淫水隨著陰唇流下來，但立刻就被廠長肥碩的厚唇吸了進去。
才過了一會，廠長就站了起來，一根大肉棒又挺得象鐵棒一樣，昂著頭驕傲的對著媽媽的小嫩穴，看來偉哥起作用了。廠長將肉棒抵在媽媽的陰戶上，開始慢慢的插進去，在插進去的同時媽媽的穴內冒出了許多淫水，她開始全身搖動，發出呻吟。沒過多久，陰睫就全部沒入媽媽的小穴內。
廠長將大肉棒抽出來一大截，媽媽的身體略略的放松，緊接著，廠長又用飛快的速度，用力將雞巴插進媽媽的陰道。這一次進去得更深了，而廠長狠命的聳動著屁股，一次比一次插得更深，而且速度也越來越快，他粗長的陰睫殘忍的抽插著媽媽的嬌嫩處，粉紅色的陰道口壁肉緊緊吸附著廠長黑色的肉棒，被帶出又擠入。
插了一陣，廠長把媽媽抱起來，「現在我們玩騎馬吞棍式。」說著只見媽媽抬起雪白的屁股，輕輕握著廠長的大雞巴，慢慢的坐了下去。廠長從後面使勁揉著媽媽的玉乳，而媽媽則開始在廠長身上一上一下的移動自己的臀部，開始抽送的動作。當她停下來休息，廠長就立刻自動的從下面挺起身子，讓抽送的動作不至于中斷。
這樣讓媽媽又達到了個高潮，她張大了嘴，拼命的喘息，她的玉乳隨著上下的動作而跳動，她已經完全沉迷在性帶給她的樂趣中，我敢打賭，廠長現在叫她做什麼她都會答應的。
果然，廠長命令道︰「翻過去，象母狗一樣爬著。」他用手指沾了沾媽媽小穴里的淫水，涂在媽媽的屁眼上，接著插了根手指進去，開始抽送，過了一會，又插進去一根。媽媽一直在呻吟，廠長覺得差不多了就握著自己的龜頭抵在媽媽的屁眼上，慢慢的插了進去。
媽媽叫得更大聲了︰「慢……慢……一點！」接下來的抽送就比較順利了。
我真的不敢相信廠長會用他那麼大的黑雞巴插進媽媽這麼小的肛門中。
媽媽移動屁股，主動幫廠長抽送自己。媽媽叫道︰「快點用力干我的屁眼，快把我干死……」廠長開始加速干她，她的頭發在空中飛揚，乳房在胸前跳動，幾分鐘後，她又一陣痙攣，看來是高潮又來了。
不久後，廠長的喉中發出低吼，看來是快射精了，他看著媽媽說︰「騷貨，來吧，你的點心又來了。」廠長將陰睫拔出來，然後立刻轉到媽媽的頭邊，將剛剛還插在媽媽肛門里的肉棒插進了媽媽的小嘴里，一大股白色的精液立即射入媽媽的口中，媽媽立刻開始吞起來。
但是廠長射出的精液實在太多了，還是有很多由媽媽的嘴角流了出來，滴在她的乳房上，滴在她的陰毛上，最後流到她的陰核上。
但媽媽還是使勁的幫廠長把剩余的精液都射出來，直到吞下最後一滴精液，她還用嘴幫廠長污穢的大雞巴清理干淨了，才把大肉棒吐出來。廠長立刻捧起她的粉臉，用滿是黃牙，似乎從沒刷過牙的大嘴貪婪的吸吮著媽媽的櫻桃小口，兩個人的舌頭糾纏在一起，他還從嘴里慢慢的滴下口水，滴進媽媽的嘴里。
兩個人終于日完了，而我也在床下射出了精液，射完了才有點害怕，幸好他們都只顧著做愛，根本沒想到床下有人，不然被發現就慘了。他們二人又吻了一陣便整理好衣褲離開了，我這才大搖大擺的從房里出來。但我沒想到媽媽以後會越來越淫。
媽媽和廠長的關系就這樣一直保持著，我的膽子也越來越大，經常趁媽媽還在化妝時提前跑到他們「愛的小屋」，然後躲在床下，偷看秀麗絕倫的媽媽和油滿腸肥的廠長干得大汗淋灕，欲仙欲死，然後自己在床下打手槍。
有一天傍晚，媽媽又坐在鏡邊，本來就嬌嫩雪白、吹彈得破的臉上，略施粉黛之後更是說不出的明艷動人，惹人憐愛。我知道她又要去和廠長做愛了。于是我說了個謊，趁空溜了出來，然後輕車熟路的來到了他們的小巢，不慌不忙的看了會兒ａ片，算得時間差不多了，便又悄悄的躲在床底下。
不一會，媽媽就來了。她穿著一件黑色的吊帶裙，雪白的肩膀和手臂都露在外面，便如兩段蓮藕一般，勻稱光滑的小腿也細膩得讓人垂涎。她看看廠長還沒來，就拿過一本書，坐在謝謝上慢慢翻看起來，我一看那書的封面，便知是《花花公子》、《龍虎豹》一類的書。
媽媽慢慢的翻著，臉上慢慢露出了紅暈，潔白的牙齒輕輕咬著小小的紅唇，伸出縴縴的小手在大腿上撫摩，慢慢伸到大腿內側，把裙邊向上撩起，一只小手滑了進去，然後就上下動起來。一邊上下動作，還一邊輕聲的呻吟。漸漸的，媽媽手動的速度越來越快，呻吟聲也越來越大。突然，她大叫了一聲，整個人僵在謝謝上，一陣嬌喘後慢慢恢復了平靜，我知道她到了一次高潮。
她休息了一會，可是廠長還沒來，于是她又百無聊賴的看了會電視，我也覺得奇怪，因為廠長原來總是火急火燎的趕來泄火，怎麼這次這麼久還不來？
又過了會，樓下響起一陣汽車聲，我知道是廠長來了。媽媽很高興，跑到窗口招了招手，又跑到鏡子前攏了攏頭發，看了看自己的妝。
門上輕輕的敲了敲，媽媽便急忙跑去開門，一開門，我听見媽媽「咦」了一聲，然後就看到門口除了廠長的一雙腳之外還有另外一雙穿黑皮鞋的大腳，這可是從來沒有過的情況，這個小巢除了廠長（當然還有我）再也沒有來過其他的男人，難怪媽媽呆在門口，不知所措。
廠長拍了拍媽媽的肩膀，「愣著干什麼，還不快招呼客人進屋。」說著便和那個男人跨了進來，順手關上了門。我這時才看清楚了那個男人的樣子︰梳著油亮的大背頭，滿臉的油光，小眼大嘴，夾著個公文包，一副干部的模樣。
廠長輕輕摟著媽媽的肩膀，一只大手在上面來回撫摩，對媽媽說道︰「我給你介紹一下，這是＃＃局的趙局長，這次廠里的產品能不能賣出去就全仰仗趙局長了。是不是啊，趙局長？」
趙局長笑了笑︰「好說，好說。」說著兩只小眼楮在媽媽身上賊溜溜亂轉，就象一把鋒利的剪刀，要把媽媽的裙子剪個稀爛才好。媽媽臉上一紅，向後退了一步。
廠長看到趙局長的表情，得意的笑了，「趙局長，我也給你介紹一下，這可是我們廠里的廠花，有名的大美人，就是結婚早了點，不過男人出去下海了，一年到頭也不會來，可苦了我們的大美人了。趙局長，今天你可要做為領導好好安慰下我們的同志哦！」說著把媽媽推到趙局長身邊。
趙局長伸出手來，緊緊握住媽媽的小手，另外一只手搭在媽媽的手背上輕輕撫摩，望著媽媽緋紅的俏臉，嘴里都要流出口水來了，一個勁的點頭道︰「那是當然。」
The factory manager patted Mom's bottom again. "Didn't you want to work in the office instead of the workshop? I've taken care of everything for you. I even renewed your husband's unpaid leave. How are you going to thank me?"
The mother blushed and lowered her head, saying, "I...I don't know."
The factory manager pinched her bottom hard and said, "You're just making sure Director Zhao is happy. If Director Zhao is even slightly dissatisfied, you're fired. Do you hear me?" The mother nodded slightly. The factory manager pushed the mother into Director Zhao's arms. Director Zhao took the opportunity to hug the mother. The mother struggled a little but couldn't break free, and could only let Director Zhao hug her.
The factory manager said to Director Zhao, "Then please enjoy yourself. I won't bother you anymore." With that, he left the room and closed the door. Now only my mother and Director Zhao were left in the room (oh, and of course, me too).
Director Zhao put his arm around his mother, pinched her rosy cheek, and said, "Beautiful lady, let's chat on the sofa." He then helped his mother sit down on the sofa, one arm around her shoulder and the other on her thigh. Director Zhao chuckled, "Your factory manager is so thoughtful! He knows I'm tired of all those ordinary women outside, so he wants me to 'guide' a comrade like you. Very good! By the way, how old are you, miss?"
His mother lowered her head, not daring to look at him, and replied, "He's over thirty."
Director Zhao asked in surprise, "I didn't realize it! I thought you were newly married; you look so young. Besides sleeping with your factory director, have you slept with other men?"
The mother hadn't expected him to ask such a blunt question, and her face flushed red to the roots of her ears. She answered in an almost inaudible voice, "No."
Director Zhao nodded in satisfaction and said, "Great, you're so tender and clean. So, when I'm fucking you later, will you wear a condom?"
The mother was stunned for a moment, too embarrassed to answer. Saying "bring" or "don't bring" seemed inappropriate.
Director Zhao himself said, "It's more comfortable to just get it done directly. Anyway, you're all clean. Did you wash your vagina?"
Mom nodded slightly.
Director Zhao continued, "My penis hasn't been washed in ages, you'll have to use your little mouth to clean it for me later. By the way, where do you think I should ejaculate?"
Seeing that his mother didn't answer, he pulled a long face. "You're not cooperating with my work at all. What are you pretending to be, a lady? If you don't want to do it, then leave!"
Seeing that he was angry, his mother dared not refuse any longer and could only grit her teeth and say, "Whatever you say."
Director Zhao chuckled smugly. "Oh, then I'll have to give you a good makeover! Come on, let me see how luscious your big breasts are." He slowly lifted his mother's skirt, and she obediently raised her hands, allowing him to remove the entire skirt. His mother was wearing a black lace bra and panties, which accentuated her snow-white skin; she looked absolutely stunning.
Director Zhao slurped, leering, "You're as tender as dough. I'll just kill you." He pulled up his mother's bra a little, revealing two glistening pink nipples on her snow-white breasts. Director Zhao leaned in and began sucking frantically on his mother's right nipple, while his other hand played with her left. He pulled her nipple up and then suddenly snapped it back, licking it rapidly with his tongue. His mother closed her eyes, moaning softly.
Director Zhao raised his head and pressed his large mouth tightly against his mother's cherry-like lips. He stuck out his tongue and vigorously stirred it inside her mouth. His mother was so overwhelmed by the kiss that she made soft moaning sounds. Suddenly, Director Zhao raised his head, grabbed his mother's chin, and commanded, "Stick your tongue out!" His mother had no choice but to obediently stick out her small tongue. Director Zhao sucked it in, and their tongues became intertwined.
After Director Zhao had kissed me enough, he said, "Sweetie, let's go to bed." I felt a pang of regret; if that were the case, I wouldn't be able to see anything under the bed.
I saw a pair of delicate pink feet and a pair of large feet walk towards the bed. I heard Director Zhao say, "Who told you to get on the bed? Take off all your clothes first, and take mine off too!"
Through the gaps in the sheets that were dragging on the floor, I could only see clothes slipping off to the floor one by one. First, my mother's underwear and trousers, then the man's shirt and tie, then the man's dress pants, and finally the man's underwear also slipped to the floor. I could imagine that they were all completely naked.
All I heard was Director Zhao lewdly saying, "Your little hole is so pink and tender. Look, isn't my cock big enough? Come on, hold it and feel its warmth!" There was a moment of silence. It's a pity I couldn't see my mother touching Director Zhao's cock; I could only imagine it.
A little while later, I felt the bed move slightly, and then Director Zhao's heels were right in front of me. I knew he had sat down on the edge of the bed.
I heard him say, "Come on, kneel down and play the flute for me." I saw my mother's round knees slowly rest on the floor, no more than ten centimeters from my face. I knew that my mother was going to give Director Zhao oral sex.
Then came the familiar sounds of sucking, saliva in the mouth, the mother's moans, and Director Zhao's satisfied breathing. Director Zhao then commanded, "Deeper, all the way down to your throat...faster...don't use your teeth...yes, swirl your tongue around the glans...ah, so good...lick that crevice...it feels amazing..."
From Director Zhao's hearty shouts, I could tell that Mom must have been working very hard. After more than ten minutes of sucking, I heard Director Zhao yell, "Ah, faster, I can't take it anymore... Ah, I'm going to cum... Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers!... Ah!!!"
Then came a series of rapid, panting breaths. "Get it all out of me, don't leave a single drop. Look at your face, it's covered in high-end beauty products. Come on, let me use my glans to wipe it clean for you." I saw a lot of sticky, thick semen spilled on the floor, and two drops even dripped under the bed. My lust was aroused, so I climbed down, stuck out my tongue, and licked it into my mouth. Apart from being a little bitter, it was quite delicious.
Then I heard Director Zhao say, "Keep it in your mouth, don't take it out. There's still some semen inside the foreskin. Pull it back and lick it clean. Come on, keep it in your mouth and don't move. Come with me to the bed, come on, slowly..." From his words, I knew Director Zhao was playing a fishing game: putting his penis in my mother's mouth to drag her onto the bed. Unfortunately, I couldn't see anything now.
Five or six minutes later, I heard Director Zhao shout, "You're up again! It's still the medicine your factory manager gave me that works! Come on, let me fuck you properly for your husband! Look how wet you are!" Then I felt the bed shaking violently.
Amidst the panting and cries of Mom and Director Zhao, Mom cried out, "Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...it feels so good...harder...faster...don't stop...turn a few more times..." It seemed that Mom's shyness and reserve had been completely conquered by her desire, and she was completely immersed in the pleasure of intercourse.
They tossed and turned in bed for over an hour, with Director Zhao directing his mother to try several different positions.
After Director Zhao ejaculated into Mom's uterus for the third time, they were both too exhausted to move. Soon, Director Zhao's loud snoring filled the air. Mom got up a while later and went to the bathroom to shower. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I slipped away! However, Mom didn't come home that night. She didn't return until the next morning, her eyes red. I guess she must have had a very enjoyable night!

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