[The Foster Mother's Reward] [Author: Spring Hope] [The End]

Chapters One and Two
are adapted from news articles published online.
On April 6, 2005, in the obstetrics and gynecology department of a general hospital in Shanghai, several nurses hurriedly pushed a hospital bed trolley down a brightly lit corridor. At the end of the corridor was the operating room door.
A young man and a young woman followed closely on either side of the trolley, their faces showing concern and anxiety. The middle-aged woman lying on the bed, however, looked serene. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but lacked the strength. Seeing this, the young man quickly and gently said, "Don't talk, be good, it'll be over soon." The middle-aged woman nodded, grasped the man's hand, and squeezed it slightly in his palm, as if making a solemn promise.
At the operating room door, the young man and woman were stopped.
Looking at the tightly closed door, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he felt his hand being grasped. Turning his head, he saw his younger sister's encouraging eyes, and his heart warmed. He gently put his arm around her waist and said, "I'm fine." The young woman looked to be no more than twenty years old, radiating youthful energy. Judging from her attire, she looked every bit like a college student. She was very pretty, with a small face, big eyes, and a pointed chin. Upon closer inspection, she bore a striking resemblance to the middle-aged woman who had just entered the operating room.
"Brother, don't be too nervous. You haven't slept well since last night. Why don't you go and get some sleep? I'll wait here," the young woman advised. Her voice was clear and melodious, as pleasant as the song of a lark.
The young man smiled and said, "I should be saying that to you. You're newly pregnant, you need to rest more. I don't want everything to be fine for Mom, but something bad to happen to you." The woman blushed slightly upon hearing this, and quietly glanced around. Seeing that no one was around, she couldn't help but tiptoe and kiss the man's cheek, whispering with a smile, "Brother, I'm not even two months pregnant yet, it'll be fine." The young man smiled and caressed the woman's belly, holding her in his arms and sitting on a chair nearby. The woman nestled happily in the man's arms, tilting her head and gazing at her familiar brother with adoration. Countless times she had dreamed of this scene, and now, her dream had finally come true.
The young man followed the woman's gaze and saw the infatuation and adoration in her eyes. A pang of guilt shot through him. She had given him her all, but he couldn't reciprocate with all her love, not even half. Thinking this, he glanced at the closed operating room doors. Lying inside was the love of his life, the woman he loved to the core.
The young woman noticed the change in her brother's eyes, sighed softly, and pushed away the resentment and helplessness in her mind. She nestled closer to the man and whispered, "Brother, am I really that much less than Mom?" The young man felt his sister's disappointment and felt a pang of pity. He hugged her tightly and said softly, "You know how I feel about you. I watched you grow up. My feelings for you are more like brotherly love. You and Mom are the most important people in my heart. To protect you, I would rather die than see you hurt. But..." "In my heart, Mom is my woman, do you understand what I mean?" The young woman nodded obediently and said, "Sigh, but I don't want to be your sister, I want to be your woman." The young man smiled bitterly, "Aren't you already my woman?" The young woman smiled, "Brother, you know what I mean. I want to be the woman in your heart. Sigh, if only Mom hadn't taken that place, I would have used every means to win your heart back. But my opponent is Mom, I don't even have the right to fight." The young man kissed her tenderly. He gently patted his sister's forehead, chuckling comfortingly, "Little sister, although you can't be the woman I love most, you are my most beloved sister. In that respect, even Mom doesn't receive this treatment." The young woman thought for a moment, then chuckled, "Yes, brother, will you spoil me forever? Love me, and protect me?" The young man nodded vigorously, saying, "Yes, from the day you became my sister, I made up my mind to protect you with my life." The young woman nestled happily in her brother's arms, a satisfied smile on her face, and whispered... "Well, then I'll be your sister forever, hehe." Hearing his sister's happy laughter, the young man's gloom vanished. Memories of the past 20 years involuntarily surfaced in his mind, his thoughts drifting back to 1985… In 1985, Hong Jie and his wife, who worked for a mining company in central China, were involved in a car accident while on a business trip, leaving behind their 9-year-old son, Hong Chengtao, an orphan. Lu Ting, a young accountant at the same company and a close friend of the couple, was 23 years old and over six months pregnant. Upon hearing the tragic news of her friend's death, the kind-hearted Lu Ting said to her husband:
"Mr. and Mrs. Hong have always been so good to us. Now that Xiao Tao is an orphan, it's so pitiful. They have no relatives or friends here, and their hometown is in a remote rural area. Why don't we adopt Xiao Tao?" said Liu Daojin, Lü Ting's husband. "I've been thinking about this too. Let's just consider it as having another child." After the couple reached an agreement, they invited their superiors and neighbors, prepared a meal, and brought Hong Chengtao into their home, treating him like their own son. They even deposited the one-time death benefit from the company for Mr. and Mrs. Hong into the bank in Hong Chengtao's name.
Lü Ting and her husband treated Hong Chengtao extremely well. The two families were already quite familiar with each other, so Hong Chengtao had no resentment towards his adoptive parents. After getting through the most difficult two weeks, Hong Chengtao gradually accepted the devastating news of his parents' death and settled down peacefully in his new family.
However, in the company dormitory compound, there were all sorts of rumors about Lü Ting and her husband's righteous act. Many people thought that Lü Ting was after the substantial death benefit.
Once, a nosy retired female employee stopped Hong Chengtao and asked mysteriously, "Did your Aunt Ting go to the bank today? Was she withdrawing your money?" The usually well-behaved and gentle Hong Chengtao blushed and said, "No, Aunt Ting deposited the money my parents left me in the bank a long time ago, and she gave me the passbook to keep safe." Seeing that the other woman was still suspicious, he angrily said loudly, "Aunt Ting has never touched a single penny of my money. She treats me like her own mother." This matter quickly spread throughout the dormitory compound, and from then on, no one dared to gossip in front of Hong Chengtao anymore. Lü Ting was also very moved to learn that her adopted son had defended her so much, and the relationship between mother and son became even more harmonious.
Because Lü Ting's husband often worked the night shift, only Hong Chengtao and Lü Ting were at home at night. The dormitory provided by the company was very small, with only one open-plan room, divided into two rooms by plywood. The outer room was the living room and where Hong Chengtao slept, while the inner room was mostly occupied by a larger bed, a desk, and a wardrobe.
Every evening, Hong Chengtao would do his homework at his desk, while Lü Ting, who was about to give birth, would either read or knit clothes for her unborn child in bed. She was now eight months pregnant, and her belly was very large. Because of the hot weather and the lack of air conditioning, her body felt sticky, and her clothes were extremely uncomfortable. Sometimes, when she was unbearably hot, she would take off her top and lie down to rest with her large belly exposed.
Hong Chengtao was only 19 years old and, unlike most children today, was not precocious. He was ignorant about matters between men and women and therefore didn't feel any irresistible temptation. He was simply very curious about his adoptive mother's large belly and would often reach out and touch it.
Lü Ting didn't take it seriously. In her eyes, Hong Chengtao was completely her child, and she had no sense of suspicion whatsoever. Moreover, with this intelligent and adorable child by her side, the anxiety she felt during pregnancy due to her husband's absence was greatly reduced. In addition, Hong Chengtao's caresses made her feel very comfortable, so she was willing to let her adopted son caress her. Sometimes, when Hong Chengtao touched her breasts, she wouldn't scold him, but instead would jokingly ask him if he wanted to drink his mother's milk.
At first, Hong Chengtao felt very embarrassed and always shook his head, because he felt that it was shameful for a nine-year-old to still be breastfeeding. However, with his adoptive mother's indulgence, he increasingly enjoyed touching his adoptive mother's large breasts. Every night, as long as his adoptive father was on duty at the mine, he would climb into bed as soon as he finished his homework, lie down next to his adoptive mother, talk to her, and play with her breasts.
Lu Ting's breasts were already full when she was a girl, and after becoming pregnant, her bust size increased even more. Because of the hot weather, when she lay down, her sagging breasts would easily produce a lot of sweat, causing a strong stinging sensation on the surrounding skin. However, since Hong Chengtao began to caress her, these problems disappeared. Her breasts were constantly being played with by the young man, so the sweat could not accumulate.
Moreover, since she had not made love with her husband since becoming pregnant, she would feel a rather intense pleasure whenever her breasts were pulled. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, she was afraid that refusing would hurt her child's feelings, so she could only suppress her uncomfortable thoughts and would always take the initiative to pull her adopted son into her arms, letting him play with her breasts to his heart's content.
That evening, her husband was on night shift again. Lu Ting, naked and holding her belly, stood by the desk, quietly watching her adopted son do his summer homework. Hong Chengtao had been on summer vacation for over half a month. Because Lu Ting was immobile and her adoptive father, Liu Daojin, was very busy with work, the responsibility of caring for Lu Ting fell on Hong Chengtao.
Fortunately, he was clever and quick-witted, taking good care of Lu Ting, bringing her meals directly to her bed, massaging her legs and shoulders from time to time, and wiping away any sweat with a hot towel. When he had free time, he would read her favorite books. His obedient and sensible nature made Lu Ting love him dearly and cherish him even more.
Having been in bed all day, Lu Ting couldn't sleep. It had rained heavily in the evening, making it much cooler, but Lu Ting still wasn't dressed; she was already used to being shirtless in front of Hong Chengtao.
Hong Chengtao noticed his adoptive mother approaching and quickly helped her up, saying, "Mom, why did you get down? Lie down quickly. Dr. Huang said you might give birth next week. I hope it's a little brother." Lü Ting smiled and, following her adopted son's lead, sat on the edge of the bed, holding his head and laughing, "Don't you like little sisters?" Hong Chengtao laughed, "But I know Dad likes little brothers. Mom, do you know if it's a little brother or a little sister?" Lü Ting giggled, "How would I know? Whether it's a little brother or a little sister, Mom just hopes he grows up safe and sound. If the boy can grow up to be as handsome as Xiaotao, that would be great, hehe." Hong Chengtao blushed slightly upon hearing this and said, "Mom is teasing me again." Lü Ting looked at her adopted son's embarrassed expression and happily laughed, "I really don't. If it's a little sister, how about I let her marry you?" Upon hearing this, Hong Chengtao blushed even more and shook his head repeatedly. Which boy of this age hasn't experienced being teased by his elders about getting married? In a boy's eyes, this is an extremely embarrassing thing.
Seeing this, Lü Ting chuckled, "Why are you blushing? Are you afraid I'll give birth to an ugly girl for you to marry?" Hong Chengtao quickly shook his head, explaining, "No, no, Mom is very beautiful, so her children will definitely be beautiful too. It's just that I love Mom, and I want to marry her when I grow up." Hearing his childish answer, Lü Ting didn't get angry but laughed instead, saying, "Silly child, Mom is Dad's wife, how can she marry you? What about your father then?" Hong Chengtao was speechless for a moment, then said, "Can't Dad and I both marry Mom?" "Of course," Lü Ting nodded with a smile, saying, "My little Tao is so handsome, he'll definitely marry a beautiful girl when he grows up. Oh my, I wonder which girl will be so lucky." Hong Chengtao blinked his big black eyes, looking at... "But I really want Mom to be my wife," the foster mother said earnestly. Lü Ting patted Yangzi's head and laughed, "Okay, if your dad doesn't want me anymore, I'll marry Xiao Tao Tao, okay? Haha." Although the foster mother was just joking, Hong Chengtao nodded seriously, hooked his little finger around Yangzi's finger, and said, "Okay, it's a deal." Seeing Yangzi's serious expression, Lü Ting couldn't help but smile, thinking that he would probably forget about it in a few years anyway, since it was just a child's game. So she hooked her little finger around her son's finger and laughed, "Okay, pinky promise, never to change." Looking at Hong Chengtao nodding happily, Lü Ting suddenly felt a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look directly into his clear and serious eyes, vaguely wondering if she had made a big mistake.
However, this thought was quickly dismissed by Lü Ting. With Yang Zi's help, she slowly lay down, her ample breasts spreading out to the sides, which her adopted son habitually scooped into his hands and gently played with.
Due to the change in her state of mind, Lü Ting now only felt a series of strange stimulations coming from her sensitive nipples. Originally, she had always regarded her adopted son playing with her breasts as an intimate game between mother and son, but now she felt a bit flustered and a bit excited.
Hong Chengtao didn't notice his adoptive mother's increasingly rapid and disordered breathing. He only felt the nipple in his hand suddenly harden, the dark brown nipple standing high on the snow-white breast. He couldn't help but exclaim,
"Mom, your breasts are so beautiful."
Lu Ting was both ashamed and delighted upon hearing this. She hurriedly tried to push him away, but fearing to hurt her child's feelings, she suppressed her unease. Seeing her adopted son looking at her sincerely, his eyes clear and devoid of any lust, only an indescribable satisfaction and joy, as if he had seen an extremely precious treasure, her turbulent heart quickly calmed down. She thought to herself: Yes, he's still a child. He treats me like his own mother. What am I thinking? Sigh, husband, I miss you so much. After I give birth, I want your big cock to fuck me hard.
The thought of her husband's thick penis made Lü Ting's body burn with heat, and her eyes became somewhat glazed. Hong Chengtao, who had been watching her closely, asked anxiously, "Mom, what's wrong? Your body suddenly feels so hot. Are you too hot? I'll get you a towel to wipe yourself." Lü Ting watched his hurried departure with embarrassment, her hand involuntarily and awkwardly reaching for her crotch. She slipped her hand inside her shorts, but before even touching her vulva, she felt a burning sensation there, making her heart race. Her thighs became increasingly sensitive, feeling damp all around.
Lü Ting dared not touch herself again, afraid of accidentally touching her clitoris and crying out. She quickly withdrew her hand, panting heavily. By the time Hong Chengtao returned with the hot towel, her emotions had calmed considerably, but she still unconsciously flinched at the sight of him.
Hong Chengtao was unaware of his adoptive mother's unusual behavior. He picked up a towel and gently wiped his adoptive mother's body, leaving no inch of skin untouched except for her crotch. He even wiped her toes clean. Then he picked up a palm-leaf fan and gently fanned her.
Lu Ting felt a cool breeze wash over her and couldn't help but groan comfortably. Seeing her adopted son covered in sweat, she felt a pang of pity and took a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead, saying, "Oh, look how tired you are." Hong Chengtao smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm not tired, Mom. How about I read to you?" Lu Ting shook her head and said, "It's too hot. Don't read. Lie down and talk to Mom for a while." Hong Chengtao nodded and lay down facing his adoptive mother. They smiled at each other, and seeing his adoptive mother's slightly flushed cheeks and bright eyes, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Mom, you're so beautiful!" This wasn't the first time Lu Ting had heard people praise her beauty. Since she started working at seventeen, she had always been the center of attention. There were at least eighty or a hundred people who wrote her love letters. She had heard all sorts of compliments, but the sincere praise from her son that day still made her extremely happy. She laughed and said, "I'm already this fat. What's so beautiful about me?" Since becoming pregnant, her weight had skyrocketed, and now she weighed over 140 pounds, which often troubled her, as she valued her appearance.
Hong Chengtao shook his head and said, "No matter what Mom becomes, she'll always be my favorite Mom." Lu Ting felt comforted and couldn't help but pull him into her arms, saying, "You're also Mom's most beloved baby. It's getting late, go to sleep." "Mmm." Hong Chengtao nodded against his adoptive mother's chest. Seeing her ample breasts so close, his mischievous side was aroused, and he playfully stuck out his tongue and licked his adoptive mother's nipple.
Lu Ting trembled as if struck by lightning, gently patting her adopted son's back and saying, "Go to sleep, don't be silly." Hong Chengtao thought he had made Lu Ting uncomfortable and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mom, did I hurt you just now? I was just playing with you, I'm sorry." Seeing his careful apology, Lu Ting smiled and said, "No, it doesn't hurt at all. I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep." Hong Chengtao nodded repeatedly, not daring to lick his adoptive mother's nipple again. Children are prone to sleepiness, and he soon drifted off to sleep.
Hearing the snoring beside her, Lü Ting cautiously opened her eyes. Looking at Hong Chengtao, who was sleeping soundly, a bitter smile crossed her face. Her nipples were slightly swollen; the touch from her husband earlier hadn't caused pain, but rather aroused her.
At that moment, Lü Ting missed her husband who was on duty and tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She finally reached midnight, but then experienced severe abdominal pain, waking Hong Chengtao. He quickly went out to wake the neighbors, and they rushed Lü Ting to the mining area hospital that night.
The next afternoon, around 4 PM, Lü Ting successfully gave birth to a baby girl; both mother and daughter were safe.
Three days after giving birth, Lü Ting took her child home to rest. Hong Chengtao was overjoyed to have a little sister, but he also noticed that his adoptive father, Liu Daojin, looked somewhat downcast and hadn't been in much spirits for the past few days.
That night, in the middle of the night, Hong Chengtao was awakened by the urge to urinate. After urinating in the spittoon in the corner, he was about to climb into bed when he faintly heard sounds coming from his adoptive parents' room next door.
Liu Daojin said, "Ting, let's have another one."
Lü Ting said somewhat reluctantly, "The family planning policy is very strict now. How can we have another one without a quota?" Liu Daojin was silent for a moment, then said, "We have to have another one even without a quota. We can't let our Liu family line end. You know, I'm our only son." Lü Ting said, "Don't we have Xiao Tao?" Liu Daojin said, "Xiao Tao isn't our biological son after all. Ting, let's have another one." Lü Ting was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked, "What if the next one is also a daughter?" Liu Daojin remained silent.
Lü Ting sneered, "If the second child is also a daughter, do you still want me to have more? Liu Daojin, what do you take me for? A breeding machine?" Lü Ting seemed angry, and Liu Daojin quickly moved closer to appease her, saying, "No, no, how could that be? Ting, I've been holding back for so long, should we?" Lü Ting said angrily, "No, the doctor said we can't have sex for a month, have you forgotten?" Then she added, "And if you don't change your mindset, I won't have sex with you. Before we got married, didn't we agree to only have one child? Have you forgotten?" Liu Daojin stopped talking, and Lü Ting stopped talking as well. Hong Chengtao was completely confused, not understanding what "having sex" meant, but he knew the general situation: his adoptive father wanted another child, but his adoptive mother didn't want to. He felt somewhat unhappy when his adoptive father said that he wasn't his biological son, but it was an undeniable fact.
That night, Hong Chengtao, who hadn't dreamed of his biological parents for a long time, dreamed of them again. When he woke up the next day, his pillowcase was soaked with tears.
It was already past 8 o'clock when Hong Chengtao got up. His adoptive father had already gone to work. He got out of bed and saw that the door to the inner room was wide open, so he went in. He saw his adoptive mother leaning against the headboard in a daze. Her face no longer showed the joy and happiness of becoming a mother for the first time in the past few days. Instead, it was filled with sorrow and resentment.
Although Hong Chengtao tried to keep his footsteps down, he still startled Lü Ting. Seeing Yang Zi, she forced a smile and said,
"You're awake, Xiao Tao. Go wash your face, I'll go make some fried rice." Hong Chengtao shook his head, stepped forward and pressed down on his adoptive mother's leg, saying, "Mom, I can make it myself. You rest first, I'll bring it over later." Seeing Yang Zi's obedient appearance, Lü Ting comforted him, "I'm fine, I'm perfectly healthy, you don't need to treat me like a patient anymore." But Hong Chengtao was unmoved, shaking his head like a rattle-drum, saying, "No, Grandma Zhou next door said that it's very important for a woman to have a proper postpartum period, otherwise it will harm your health, so don't do it, I'll take care of you." Hearing Yang Zi act like a little adult, Lü Ting chuckled and said, "Okay, then how are you going to take care of me?" Hong Chengtao thought for a moment and said, "Just like when Mom was pregnant with my sister, is that okay?" Lü Ting smiled and nodded.
Hong Chengtao cheered and laughed, "Mom, I'll make you something to eat. Grandma Zhou said she wanted extra eggs, so I'll go boil a few." Watching his lively figure skip away, Lü Ting's gloomy heart eased considerably. A little while later, Hong Chengtao returned with a steaming bowl of boiled eggs in brown sugar water, quickly placing it on the table and blowing on it to cool his burning fingers.
Seeing her adopted son's fingers red from the burn, Lü Ting quickly took his hand and, without thinking, put it in her mouth to cool it down with her saliva.
Hong Chengtao said gratefully, "Mom, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Lü Ting then blushed and pulled her fingers out, saying, "Silly child, didn't you know to use a cloth to support them?" Hong Chengtao smiled sheepishly, "I was in such a hurry to bring it over that I forgot. Mom, drink it while it's hot. Grandma Zhou said it's most nourishing when it's hot." Lü Ting nodded and took a small sip.
Hong Chengtao hurriedly asked, "Mom, is it good?"
Lü Ting nodded and smiled, "Thank you."
Hong Chengtao smiled happily and said, "I really hope Mom gets better soon." After the two finished eating, Hong Chengtao started doing his summer homework. At this time, his younger sister woke up and started crying, making it impossible for him to concentrate. So he went over and joined his mother in playing with his sister. However, the little one kept crying. Lü Ting, a new mother, then realized that her daughter might be hungry. Without hesitation, she unbuttoned her shirt, lifted her firm nipple, and put it into her daughter's mouth. The little one immediately quieted down.
Her daughter didn't have any teeth yet and wasn't very strong, so Lü Ting gently squeezed the base of her nipple, squeezing milk little by little into her daughter's mouth, afraid that squeezing too much would make her choke. After a few times, she was covered in sweat. Suddenly, she felt a cool breeze and looked up to see Hong Chengtao, who had also noticed he was sweating, gently fanning himself with a fan.
"Thank you," Lü Ting said.
Hong Chengtao shook his head and softly said, "Mom, you look so beautiful when you're breastfeeding." Lü Ting paused, seeing the sorrow on her adopted son's face, and felt a pang of sadness. She said, "Xiao Tao, do you miss your mother?" Hong Chengtao nodded, wiping away tears from his eyes, and said, "Mom, will I never see them again?" Lü Ting tenderly pulled him into her arms, gently comforting him, "Silly child, you still have me. I am your real mother." Hong Chengtao nodded, choking back tears, and hugged his adoptive mother, calling out, "Mom." Lü Ting felt a dampness on her shoulder. She felt a pang of sadness herself, and could only hold him tightly, letting her adopted son cry his heart out on her shoulder. Several minutes passed before his sobs subsided, and she asked, "Are you feeling better?" Hong Chengtao nodded, wiping away his tears. Seeing that his adoptive mother's shoulder was also wet with tears and sweat, he quickly wiped it away, apologetically saying, "I'm sorry, Mom." Lü Ting shook her head and said, "It's inevitable to feel sad when things like this happen, but I hope you can become stronger and stronger like a man, okay?" Hong Chengtao thought for a moment and nodded gently.
Seeing his obedient appearance, Lü Ting felt a surge of affection and gently kissed his forehead, saying,
"If you ever feel unhappy or want to cry again, Mom's arms will always be open to you." Hong Chengtao nodded and said, "Mom, I won't cry anymore. That's not what a man should do, and when I grow up, I'll protect you." "Good boy," Lü Ting said, affectionately stroking his cheek.
After this conversation, the mother and son felt a greater sense of closeness to each other. Hong Chengtao sat affectionately beside his adoptive mother, fanning her. Watching his younger sister suckle at their mother's breast, he suddenly felt a urge to drink some milk himself. It was the sight of this breastfeeding that had involuntarily reminded him of his own mother.
Lü Ting noticed her adopted son's undisguised gaze and couldn't help but smile, "What, want some milk?" Hong Chengtao blushed and gently shook his head, but his eyes remained fixed on his adoptive mother's breasts, his eagerness and expectation written all over his face.
Seeing this, Lü Ting chuckled inwardly. Having let Hong Chengtao play with her breasts more than once, she felt no qualms about breastfeeding him; she was completely in the mindset of a doting mother. She readily took out her other, full breast, cradled it in her palm, and said with a smile, "Don't pretend, come on, my little man. This is a special treat from Mommy to thank you for your meticulous care these past few months." Hong Chengtao looked at his sister with some difficulty and said, "But I'm afraid if I drink too much, my sister won't have any." Lü Ting laughed and said, "Hehe, your sister has a very small appetite, and my milk supply is plentiful. She can't possibly finish it all by herself. She's been suffering from engorgement these past few days. If you drink more, it'll help ease Mommy's burden." Hearing his foster mother say this, Hong Chengtao's face lit up with joy, and he whispered, "Really?" "Mom, well, then I won't be polite." Lü Ting nodded and said lovingly, "If you like it, drink more. Anyway, I'll just have to squeeze it out if you don't finish it, it'll be a waste. Breast milk is very nutritious, and you're growing, so even if it doesn't taste good, try to drink as much as you can." Hearing his adoptive mother's somewhat commanding tone, Hong Chengtao nodded obediently, put his nose close to his mother's chest, sniffed hard, and playfully licked his lips, saying, "It smells so good." Lü Ting giggled and said, "Then don't complain about how bad it tastes later, hehe." Hong Chengtao shook his head, took his mother's protruding nipple into his mouth, and gently bit it with his teeth. The swollen nipple immediately spurted out a stream of milk into his mouth. It tasted a bit earthy and was initially difficult to swallow, but after the first bite, he felt a warm feeling in his stomach, and a faint sweet fragrance rose in his mouth, with a long aftertaste.
Hong Chengtao savored the taste of breast milk, and for a moment he felt as if he had returned to infancy. This memory, hidden deep in his soul, was stirred by the aroma of the milk, making him feel as if he were back in his mother's arms. The rich, overwhelming maternal love brought tears to his eyes.
Seeing this, Lü Ting took a sip and then stopped, then burst into tears. She was shocked. Was her breast milk really that bad? No wonder her husband had only taken one sip these past two days and refused to touch it again, complaining of the strong fishy smell. She felt depressed and said sullenly, "Xiaotao, is it hard to drink? Then don't force yourself." Hong Chengtao snapped out of his reverie, spat out his adoptive mother's nipple, wiped away his tears, and said, "I'm sorry, Mom. I said I wouldn't cry. I'm sorry, it's not because it's hard to drink, it's because it's so delicious. It reminds me of Mom's taste. That feeling is so warm and comforting. Mom, can I... can I drink it again? I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it again." Seeing this, Lü Ting felt both comforted and heartbroken, and said softly, "Silly child..." "If you like it, Mom will let you drink it for the rest of your life. I was so worried just now, I thought you were crying because it tasted so bad." Hong Chengtao quickly shook his head and said, "How could that be, Mom? Can I really continue to drink it?" Lü Ting nodded and added, "But you can't drink it anymore after Mom weans." Hong Chengtao nodded and said, "Yes, I know, Mom, you're so good." Lü Ting smiled indulgently, "You're my son, if I'm not good to you, who else can I be good to?" Hong Chengtao nestled happily in his mother's arms, secretly vowing to love and protect his mother for the rest of his life and never let her suffer any harm.
After this little incident, Lü Ting breastfed more naturally. In just a short while, her daughter was full. She put her in the cradle next to her and turned around to see Hong Chengtao looking at her expectantly, like a pet waiting to be fed, which made her laugh.
Gently pulling her adopted son's hand, Lü Ting gestured for him to lie on her lap. She wrapped her arm around his neck, hooked his head, and leaned down, pressing her full breasts against his mouth. She chuckled, "Don't bite, it hurts." She also had another concern: what if her husband found out? Although she felt she was acting completely innocently, without any romantic desire, simply a mother breastfeeding her child, if others discovered it, it would be a stain she could never clear.
Hong Chengtao nodded, gently opening his mouth to take his mother's nipple in, slowly sucking and licking. Without him having to lift a finger, Lü Ting actively massaged the base of his breast, slowly squeezing milk into his mouth. Feeling the nipple swell and harden in his mouth, Hong Chengtao couldn't help but wonder how much it could swell. He playfully wrapped his tongue around the nipple, swirling the tip around it.
Lu Ting never expected her adopted son to be so restless while nursing. Waves of pleasurable stimulation surged through her nipples. At first, she could resist, but as her nipples became increasingly sensitive, the pleasure intensified. Her breasts were large, with several sensitive spots she herself was unaware of. She had never imagined that simply licking her breasts could be so pleasurable. Combined with the ease and comfort of the milk flowing out, she could no longer contain her inner ecstasy and began to moan softly.
On the large bed in the summer heat, a man and a woman, one large and one small, were fully enjoying the pleasure they brought each other in the stuffy room. Although they were engaging in lewd acts, both were at peace, without a single ulterior motive. Sweat soaked their bodies, but they were completely unaware, immersed in pleasure and unable to extricate themselves.
When one breast was completely sucked clean, Hong Chengtao continued to suckle forcefully, trying to squeeze out even a tiny bit more. He kept sucking on half of the breast, his tongue constantly moving it around. His mother's nipple had swelled into a small, hard ball, which he skillfully flicked.
Lu Ting, panting, struggled to pull the breast out of her adopted son's mouth. Looking at him, still unsatisfied, she smiled gently, "Little glutton, still not full?" Hong Chengtao touched his mother's other swollen breast, gently squeezing it to know it still contained milk. He nodded, asking shyly, "Can I have some more? I'll save some for my sister this time." Lu Ting chuckled, "Silly boy, no need to save any. Your sister is already full. Mom's milk is coming in quickly." "Great!" Hong Chengtao exclaimed happily, vigorously kneading his mother's breast a few times, causing Lu Ting to groan softly.
Seeing her adopted son looking at her with surprise, Lü Ting blushed and her heart pounded. He then asked her apologetically, "Mom, did I hurt you just now?" Lü Ting subconsciously shook her head, then composed herself and slowly said, "It didn't hurt, it felt very good. You made me feel so good, I cried out because it felt so good." Hong Chengtao was relieved. He cupped his mother's breasts in his hands; his hands were small, and Lü Ting's breasts were large, so he could only grasp a small portion of the nipples, gently kneading them as he said, "Mom, if you like it, I'll..." "I'll massage you every day." Lu Ting wanted to say no, but she nodded as if possessed. Seeing her adopted son's joyful expression, she quickly said, "You must remember, you can't tell anyone else about this, not even your father, understand?" Hong Chengtao nodded blankly and said, "I won't tell anyone." Lu Ting slowly relaxed. Although she felt that she might be a little too indulgent and doting, she couldn't bring herself to say no to Hong Chengtao's innocent smile. She just thought that when he grew up, these things would naturally fade away.
With this thought in mind, Lü Ting found it increasingly difficult to resist. Instead, she enjoyed the temporary intimacy and said to Hong Chengtao, "Xiao Tao, Mom will feed you again this afternoon. I want to raise you to be strong and healthy." Hong Chengtao looked at his small hands resting on his adoptive mother's chest, nodded thoughtfully, and said,
"Yes, I want to grow stronger than Gao Dapang."
Gao Dapang was a child from a family in the courtyard, about the same age as Hong Chengtao, but twice his size. Hong Chengtao was rather thin and short for his age. To supplement her adopted son's nutrition, Lü Ting added a self-deceiving excuse to her breastfeeding.
This time, Hong Chengtao took the initiative to lean in and suckle at his mother's milk-filled nipple. Seeing this, Lü Ting kneaded her own breasts and gently pressed his head against her chest. As the milk flowed freely, waves of pleasure surged from her nipples, and she made no attempt to hide her joy, moaning softly.
The mother and son spent the entire morning together in bed, their hearts pure, yet their actions were far from sensual.
Hong Chengtao repeatedly played with his mother's breasts, seemingly never tiring of it. He would knead them, squeezing them together, pressing the nipples into the soft flesh, or gently pulling them outwards. He would also occasionally suckle the small amount of milk that had finally gathered. Later, considering that her daughter wouldn't have any to eat later, Lü Ting stopped him from constantly sucking her breasts. Otherwise, she had no other inhibitions, watching TV while letting her adopted son play with her breasts to his heart's content.
At noon, her husband, Liu Daojin, came home from work and saw his adopted son helping his wife cook. He felt a surge of relief and comfort; having such a clever and capable adopted son had indeed saved him a lot of trouble. He was completely unaware that while he was away that morning, his virtuous and beautiful wife had spent the entire morning with her breasts exposed, allowing her adopted son to play with them.
In the afternoon, no sooner had Liu Daojin left home than Hong Chengtao climbed into his mother's bed. Lü Ting, however, was not as generous as she had been in the morning. She clutched her chest tightly and laughed, "Not now. You have to finish your homework today, or you won't get any milk." Hong Chengtao could not hide his disappointment. He obediently nodded and began to do his homework in a sullen manner.
Seeing that her adopted son was in low spirits, Lü Ting thought for a moment, then sat down next to him, tilting her head to ask, "What's wrong? Are you angry?" Hong Chengtao shook his head, his face flushed, and said, "No, I just miss you a little." Lü Ting looked at her adopted son's handwriting, which was somewhat messy, and sighed, saying, "Actually, Mom also wants to breastfeed you, but we need to know how to be moderate, understand? You're still a child, and you need to study hard. I don't want this to cause you to neglect your studies. Mom will be relying on you to support me when I get old. If you don't study hard, how will you support me then?" Hong Chengtao nodded repeatedly, feeling a sense of urgency, and said with a face full of shame, "I'm sorry, Mom, I will definitely study hard." As he spoke, he picked up an eraser and erased everything he had just written, then rewrote it neatly again.
Seeing this, Lü Ting felt relieved and smiled, "Don't rush, take your time. Mom won't run away. I'll just watch you do your homework. If you really can't resist, I can let you touch me." Hong Chengtao shook his head firmly and said, "Mom, no need. I can control myself. Mom, I will definitely be successful and earn lots and lots of money so that Mom can live a happy life." Hearing this, Lü Ting nodded excitedly and affectionately stroked his head.
Two hours later, Hong Chengtao handed his neatly written summer homework to Lü Ting. Lü Ting flipped through it, nodded in satisfaction, and when she looked up, she saw the longing in her adopted son's eyes. She felt a surge of excitement and joy. Slowly, she unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her snow-white breasts encased in a white cotton bra. Proudly puffing out her chest, she said in a sweet voice, "Come on, this is your reward for studying hard." Chapter Two: Because of her postpartum confinement, Lü Ting's workplace gave her a month and a half off, which coincided with the day Hong Chengtao started school. Therefore, for most of the summer vacation, Hong Chengtao could enjoy rewards from his adoptive mother every day. Moreover, to encourage Hong Chengtao's studies, Lü Ting required him to meet certain standards before he could play with her. These rewards included not only academic ones but also practical ones, such as doing chores or good deeds.
To earn these rewards, Hong Chengtao studied and worked tirelessly. One evening, he swept the entire courtyard spotless, earning praise from everyone who complimented Lü Ting's excellent parenting. Little did they know, Hong Chengtao's motivation was solely for his mother's reward.
That night, Lü Ting put her daughter to sleep early. Her husband had barely left when her adopted son climbed into her bed, and the two, oblivious to the sweltering heat, embraced and laughed.
Hong Chengtao shamelessly kneaded his mother's breasts, which were swollen and full—a reward his mother had specially reserved for him. The thought of the lingering, sweet scent of her milk filled him with excitement. He said, "Mom, I'm going to drink my fill tonight." Lü Ting chuckled, "When haven't I let you have your fill? But even with all this milk, you haven't grown much. It's so worrying." Hong Chengtao said aggrievedly, "Mom, it's only been a month. It's not enough." Lü Ting laughed, "You little glutton, come on, help Mom take off her clothes. It's so hot." Hong Chengtao nodded excitedly, skillfully unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it back until he was only wearing a white bra. He stared intently at her full, snow-white breasts, swallowing hard. He had deliberately eaten less at dinner so he could feast tonight.
Lu Ting stroked her breasts and laughed, "Little glutton, aren't Mommy's breasts pretty?" Hong Chengtao nodded, kneeling before his adoptive mother, solemnly cupping her breasts, and licking away the beads of sweat from the exposed flesh. The salty sweat felt like sweet rain, nourishing his thirsty heart and stirring Lu Ting's increasingly restless soul.
At first, Lu Ting and Hong Chengtao managed to maintain proper decorum, but recently, Lu Ting had found it increasingly difficult to control her impulses. Although she and her husband had been intimate a few times, she still felt an uncontrollable sexual urge whenever her adopted son touched her breasts. She tried hard to restrain herself, but it was extremely difficult. Fortunately, Hong Chengtao was too young and had no sexual awareness whatsoever. His spontaneous caresses and kisses, however, were like a drug, making Lu Ting unknowingly become addicted.
Hong Chengtao felt his mother's body trembling slightly. He knew it was a sign of pleasure, and he felt a surge of joy. As long as his mother was happy, he was happy. Besides, the process of making his mother happy was indeed his happiest time.
He gently pulled down one side of her bra, and one of his mother's large breasts sprang out. Hong Chengtao liked to play like this, so Lü Ting let him. He licked the sides of her breasts again and again, but ignored the brown nipple in the center. He saw the nipple getting harder and harder, and even a faint white liquid was flowing out. He knew his mother needed to release more pleasure.
Taking hold of the spontaneously producing nipple, Hong Chengtao skillfully circled it with his tongue, slowly taking it into his mouth and sucking vigorously. His mother's breasts were incredibly sensitive; without any stimulation, milk gushed out on its own. Hong Chengtao's throat moved incessantly, swallowing as much milk as possible. His mother's milk was so plentiful that if he didn't keep up with his throat movements, it might spill out. Lü Ting,
comfortably supporting herself on the bed, watched her adopted son suckle, her breasts protruding. She breathed softly, waves of pleasure spreading from her breasts and genitals throughout her body—no less intense than sex. And this was just the beginning. After a month of her adopted son suckling, her milk supply had increased rather than decreased. Every day, she eagerly awaited her husband's return to work so she could put her nipple in her adopted son's mouth and let him lick it to his heart's content.
While suckling, Hong Chengtao played with the free breasts, switching them from time to time. He licked both of his adoptive mother's nipples until they were hard, until he could no longer squeeze out a drop of milk. Only then did he release her, embrace her, and lie down, kneading her large breasts with his small hands. He smiled and asked, "Mom, is it comfortable?" Lü Ting nodded, her face flushed. Just now, she clearly felt herself climaxing. Although it wasn't as pleasurable as having sex with her husband, a strange stimulation made her unable to stop.
Having finally calmed down from the climax, Lü Ting looked at her adopted son, who was sincerely rubbing her breasts. Knowing he genuinely felt pleasure from it, she felt a surge of emotion and softly said, "You've been rubbing for so long, your hands must be sore. Stop rubbing and go to sleep." Hong Chengtao shook his head and said, "Mom, I like rubbing Mom's breasts, they're so soft and comfortable. Can I sleep with them in my mouth tonight?" Lü Ting smiled and said, "Of course." Hong Chengtao nodded happily and smiled, "Mom, you're so good." Lü Ting looked tenderly at her adopted son, truly loving him to the core. Unable to contain her excitement, she pulled him into her arms. She pressed her breasts against his face, saying excitedly, "Xiao Tao, Mom loves you so much. Please never leave Mom, okay?" Hong Chengtao nodded repeatedly, moved, and said, "Mom, I'll never leave you. I'll take good care of you." Lü Ting nodded happily, lifting her thighs and pressing them against his body, gently rubbing them, emitting intermittent, low moans. Hearing these moans and feeling his adoptive mother's thighs rubbing against his body, Hong Chengtao suddenly felt a strange sensation. He vaguely felt his penis twitching, and curiously touched it, finding it much harder than usual.
This unprecedented change terrified Hong Chengtao, and he involuntarily cried out to his adoptive mother for help:
"Mom, Mom, my little penis is so strange, it's become so hard. What's going on? Am I sick?" Hearing her adopted son's words, Lü Ting's face flushed red. Of course, she understood what was going on, and she hesitated for a moment, thinking: Xiao Tao actually got an erection, what should I do? How should I tell him?
Seeing his adoptive mother stop what she was doing but remain silent, Hong Chengtao grew even more anxious, his voice trembling with tears as he said, "Mommy, Mommy, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? Waaah!" Hearing this, Lü Ting quickly comforted him, "Silly child, that's not an illness, it's... uh, it means you've grown up." Hong Chengtao asked in confusion, "I've grown up?" Lü Ting released her adopted son, looked at his bewildered face, then at his small penis encased in loose shorts, thought for a moment, nodded, and smiled wryly, "My little Tao is a big boy from today onwards." Hong Chengtao was still puzzled. He sat up, pulled down his shorts, looked inside, reached in and grabbed something, then said to his adoptive mother, "Mommy, it doesn't seem very hard anymore." Lü Ting couldn't help but smile, thinking... She wanted to remind him, "You're a big boy now. You can't tell anyone about this kind of thing, okay?" Hong Chengtao nodded and said, "I know." Then he asked hesitantly, "Are you sure there's no problem?
This is the first time I've encountered this situation."
Lü Ting smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, it's okay." Hong Chengtao nodded, still feeling uneasy, and touched his crotch. He felt that his penis seemed to have returned to normal. This time, he was completely relieved and smiled at his adoptive mother, "Mom, it seems like everything's really okay now, hehe." Lü Ting looked at her innocent and adorable adopted son and couldn't help but feel maternal affection. She smiled and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep." Hong Chengtao nodded happily, threw himself into his adoptive mother's arms, skillfully sucked on one of her large nipples, and then hugged her tightly.
Lü Ting felt her adopted son's crotch pressed against hers. This wasn't the first time they had been in this position, but she had never seen Hong Chengtao as a man before. However, her adopted son's first erection forced her to face this reality.
"Sigh, I'm afraid this kind of life can't continue for much longer," Lü Ting murmured to herself, stroking her adopted son's head.
The next morning, Lü Ting was awakened by the movement of her breasts. Before dawn, Hong Chengtao had already started his first breakfast. His breasts, swollen with milk from the night before, were throbbing as he devoured them. Hearing his mother's faint moans, he knew she was awake, and he became even more unrestrained. He grabbed her round breasts and kissed the fragrant milky flesh, licking Lü Ting until her bones felt weak. Her fingers involuntarily tore at the cool mat. In her dazed state, she glanced at the alarm clock beside her. It was only a little past four o'clock, and her husband would be home from work in about an hour. Reassured, she let her adopted son move against her chest.
Just as Lü Ting was lost in passion, the sound of a door lock turning suddenly broke the silence, completely waking her. Without thinking, she pushed Hong Chengtao up and covered his mouth.
With a click, the door lock opened, and immediately, Lü Ting heard a voice she knew all too well—her husband, Liu Daojin. He seemed to have had a little to drink, and he chuckled drunkenly, "Wife, I'm home." Lü Ting's body went limp with fear, and her heart pounded wildly. Seeing Hong Chengtao staring at her blankly, a surge of courage welled up within her. She pointed under the bed, gesturing for her adopted son to crawl in, while simultaneously trying to sound calm as she whispered, "Keep it down, don't wake the children." The outer room was pitch black, and Liu Daojin couldn't tell if anyone was in the small bed. He quickly fell silent, tiptoed into the inner room, and closed the inner door behind him.
Seeing her husband, Lü Ting's heart nearly stopped. By then, Hong Chengtao had already crawled under the bed, huddled among the clutter. She was terrified that the child wouldn't understand and might make a sound—then everything would be over.
While her husband turned to close the door, Lü Ting quickly straightened her clothes, making sure everything was in order. She then calmed herself slightly, and smelling the alcohol in the air, deliberately frowned and said, "Why do you smell so strongly of alcohol? It stinks! And why did you leave work early today?" Liu Daojin chuckled, climbed into bed, and hugged his wife tightly, laughing, "I didn't leave early. It's almost 5:30 now. Are you still half asleep? The alcohol was brought by Old Li when he changed shifts. His third child was born last night—damn, it's a son! I'm so envious." At this point, he secretly glanced at his wife, and seeing her noncommittal expression, he said, "Wife, how about we have another child?" Lü Ting tried to push her husband away but couldn't budge him, saying irritably, "Why do you keep bringing this up? We already have a son and a daughter, I don't want any more." Seeing his wife was angry, Liu Daojin quickly tried to coax her, while simultaneously groping her. Lü Ting, previously intoxicated by Hong Chengtao's licking, now that she was her husband, fearing he might notice something amiss, she readily engaged in intimate acts with him.
Liu Daojin kissed his wife a few times, then touched her large breasts, completely unaware that they were mostly empty of milk. He pulled down his wife's panties, took off his own, and pounced on her.
Lü Ting spread her legs, taking her husband's penis inside her. The thought of her adopted son hiding under the bed gave her immense stimulation, causing her to secrete extra amounts of vaginal fluid. Liu Daojin's penetration was exceptionally pleasurable, his penis repeatedly reaching deep into his wife's vagina.
Waves of pleasure washed over Lü Ting's nerves. She wanted to scream out loud, but the thought of someone under the bed forced her to hold back. She rubbed her breasts to relieve her suppressed anxiety, hoping her husband would finish quickly. But Liu Daojin was particularly excited today, and it took him more than half an hour to ejaculate. After releasing his pent-up desire,
Liu Daojin, due to alcohol and fatigue from his shift, almost immediately fell asleep on top of his wife. Lü Ting nudged him a few times, but seeing that he had no reaction and was snoring loudly, she breathed a sigh of relief. She carefully pushed him aside, covered his stomach with a towel, covered her vagina, and gently rolled off the bed. She squatted down by the bed and looked down. She saw Hong Chengtao looking at her, so she waved him out, and the two quietly slipped into the outer room.
By then, it was already broad daylight. Seeing the clock outside show 6 o'clock, Lü Ting realized the alarm clock on the bedside table had stopped, and inwardly felt incredibly lucky.
Hong Chengtao stared intently at his adoptive mother's almost naked body, feeling a strange heat rising within him—not from the weather, but an inner, visceral heat. He felt his adoptive mother's body looked different than usual, and the moans he had heard under the bed earlier kept replaying in his mind. Those moans seemed to possess an irresistible magic, stirring the purest part of the young man's heart.
Unconsciously, he felt his penis harden again, but this time he wasn't afraid. Instead, he felt something needing to be released from his body; this heat would subtly subside once it was released.
Relying solely on sensation, Hong Chengtao couldn't release his burning desire. At this moment, Lü Ting, unaware of her adopted son's unusual behavior, told him to turn away and not look at her. Hong Chengtao complied, and soon heard the sounds of water and wiping. Because he couldn't see, the sounds lingered even more clearly in his mind. He seemed to feel the water dripping from his adoptive mother's neck into the basin.
His penis grew harder and harder, and Hong Chengtao felt increasingly uncomfortable. When he heard a faint moan from his adoptive mother, he couldn't hold back any longer. His hand unconsciously reached for his crotch, intending only to scratch the itch and relieve the burning desire. But touching the hard penis instantly gave him an unprecedented pleasure. He couldn't help but touch it a few more times, the pleasure intensifying. Unconsciously, he felt the burning desire reach a critical point, and then felt something spurt out from his penis, making his hands sticky.
Hong Chengtao didn't know what it was; it was clearly not urine. He stood there helplessly, stunned, until Lü Ting's soft call startled him awake.
Lü Ting had already changed into clean clothes. The inner room reeked of alcohol, and not wanting to stay there, she sat on her adopted son's bed. She noticed him staring blankly and gently asked, "What's wrong?" Hong Chengtao looked at his adoptive mother, unsure of what to say or whether he should say anything at all.
Seeing this, Lü Ting was greatly surprised. Suddenly, she noticed his hand was inside her crotch. She quickly pulled his hand out, only to find it covered in a sticky liquid. She immediately understood and blushed, wanting to scold him. However, seeing Hong Chengtao's panicked and helpless expression, she could only restrain herself and say, "It's okay, this is a sign that a boy is growing up." Hearing this, Hong Chengtao relaxed slightly and said, "Really? I was so scared just now, I don't know what happened." Lü Ting smiled and said, "It's really okay." After thinking for a moment, she added, "Xiao Tao, you're a little man now, so Mommy wants to..." "I have something to tell you." Hong Chengtao nodded and asked, "What is it?" Lü Ting said, "Mom can't give you rewards anymore, understand?" Hong Chengtao was stunned for a moment, and then cautiously asked, "Mom, do you mean I can't drink your milk anymore?" Lü Ting blushed and nodded, saying, "Not only milk, but you can't touch Mom's breasts anymore either, understand?" Hong Chengtao wanted to ask why, but the sudden change had made him much more mature, and his status as an adopted son made him feel somewhat like a dependent, so he forced himself to nod.
Although Lü Ting could see her adopted son's reluctance, this time she firmly refused to give in. The shock of her husband's early return made her uneasy, and Hong Chengtao's nocturnal emission also terrified her. She seriously examined her relationship with him. What if an ethical tragedy occurred? How could she face her family and Hong Chengtao's deceased parents?
In the following days, Hong Chengtao appeared perfectly normal, but Lü Ting could sense that he had become much more distant from her, and his smiles had become less frequent. Every day, as soon as he finished his homework, he would ask for leave to go out and play with the other children in the neighborhood, chasing and playing until sunset before returning home.
Lü Ting was also suffering these past few days. Hong Chengtao's avoidance of her gaze made her uneasy. She had been experiencing engorgement for several days, and could only express the milk into a bowl and then pour it away. Seeing the white milk flowing down the drain, she felt a pang of heartache, but what could she do? Moreover, compared to Hong Chengtao's suckling, expressing milk was both painful and tedious, constantly reminding her of the scene of Hong Chengtao drinking milk.
Soon it was time for school to start, and Lü Ting returned to work. Because both she and Liu Daojin's parents lived in other cities, and it wasn't convenient to stay at home, she had to entrust her daughter to the care of the neighbors.
Accounting work is tedious and busy. Lü Ting had been away for over half a year due to pregnancy and childbirth, and had to familiarize herself with everything again. She was incredibly busy every day, and besides work, there was something else that bothered her.
The original head of the accounting department, Sister Zhang, had taken early retirement due to health reasons. During Lü Ting's leave, a middle-aged man in his thirties named Yuan Zhuguo took over. He was slightly balding, had a large beer belly, small but cunning and piercing eyes, and looked somewhat sleazy. However, he possessed genuine skills and was generous, quickly bringing order to the accounting department within six months.
But after returning to work, Lü Ting felt uncomfortable. In just one week, Director Yuan had called her to his office seven or eight times. At first, he pretended to ask her to report on her work, but recently, it was just an excuse to blatantly stare at her large breasts.
Lu Ting harbored resentment but couldn't tell anyone. After
all, the man had only looked and hadn't made any other inappropriate advances. Besides, she couldn't tell her husband; knowing his temperament, he would surely have a cleaver and left several holes in the man's body. After much deliberation, Lu Ting could only choose to stand firm on her principles and not give him any opportunity. However, Director Yuan grew bolder. Once, he even secretly pinched her buttocks when no one was looking, leaving Lu Ting both angry and ashamed. She hid in the bathroom and cried for half an afternoon. She wanted to transfer jobs, but she had no connections, so it was impossible. Moreover, she couldn't give up this hard-won job. Helpless, she could only endure it.
Since the buttock-touching incident, Lu Ting avoided Director Yuan even more, but he had no intention of letting her go.
Yuan Zhuguo's uncle was a powerful figure in his workplace, so he acted with considerable arrogance. Before being transferred to the accounting office, he had heard that there was a stunning beauty there, one in a thousand. After waiting for half a year, he finally met the belatedly arrived Lü Ting. Indeed, seeing her in person was even better than hearing about her;
she was even more beautiful than he had described. If Lü Ting before marriage was a budding flower, then now she was a ripe and tempting fruit. Her sweet face, full and well-proportioned figure, and mature womanly charm mixed with a touch of youthful vitality made Yuan Zhuguo's heart itch unbearably. Every night, he would meet her in his dreams, kneading her huge breasts that seemed about to burst through her clothes, fucking her tender and juicy little pussy, listening to her melodious and passionate moans, and completely turning her into his plaything.
Yuan Zhuguo had considered raping Lü Ting in his office more than once, but while he had the desire, he lacked the courage. He wasn't foolish enough to ruin his future for a woman, and besides, he wanted to possess her long-term, so he needed her to come to him willingly.
To this end, Yuan Zhuguo tried giving her gifts and even money, but they were all rejected. He knew he couldn't possibly attract women with his looks, so he devised another plan—a simple but absolutely certain one.
A month passed quickly. Recently, Yuan Zhuguo hadn't bothered Lü Ting anymore, making her feel much more relaxed. It was five o'clock now, and she could leave work in half an hour. Her husband worked the night shift and wouldn't be home until after ten. She was pondering what to eat for dinner when she suddenly heard Director Yuan's cold voice.
"Xiao Lü, come to my office for a moment." Director Yuan called out from the office door and went inside.
Lü Ting reluctantly got up and went in, deliberately leaving the door open.
Seeing her resistance, Yuan Zhuguo sneered inwardly, slamming the document he was holding onto the table. He said,
"Look at the report you made. Go calculate it yourself."
Lu Ting took the document in surprise and quickly flipped through it. But when she saw the total balance, her expression changed. She flipped back to the beginning and looked at it carefully again, her face turning pale with fright. An expenditure totaling 14,000 yuan was missing. In 1985, 14,000 yuan was an astonishing sum. Lu Ting's monthly salary was only 32.5 yuan.
"Director, this, this, I, I…" Lu Ting stammered, unable to speak. The report bore her name; there was no mistake. But how could she have made such a mistake? If the error couldn't be found, she would have to make up for the 14,000 yuan herself. Where would she get that much money? Her and her husband's total savings were only a little over 1,000 yuan.
Seeing her panicked state, Yuan Zhuguo was overjoyed. It was true that Lü Ting had compiled the report, but he had used special methods to replace some categories bit by bit, fabricating non-existent expenses. Unless they could find the ledgers containing these fictitious expenditures, it was impossible for the figures to match.
Yuan Zhuguo cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Stop with the 'I-I-I'! Go check it right now! If you can't find the discrepancy, you can expect to go to jail. Daring to embezzle public funds, I think you have a death wish." Lü Ting couldn't help but cry, "I didn't, I really didn't!" Yuan Zhuguo waved his hand abruptly and said, "What good will crying do? Go check it now, hmph." The surrounding colleagues had overheard everything, but none dared to offer any advice; they could only look at Lü Ting with pity.
Lü Ting vaguely suspected that Yuan Zhuguo was behind it, but it was too late; she couldn't think of a solution. She could only return to her desk with tears in her eyes and repeatedly check the ledgers.
Before she knew it, it was completely dark, and the office building was deserted. Suddenly, Lü Ting sensed someone behind her and turned around in surprise. It was none other than Director Yuan.
Yuan Zhuguo was not at all fierce at this moment; instead, he had a kind and benevolent look on his face and smiled, "Little Lü, have you found anything?" Lü Ting couldn't help but shrink back and gently shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes again.
Yuan Zhuguo revealed a cruel smile and said, "Fourteen thousand, hehe, if you get arrested, you could probably get ten years in prison, hehe." Lü Ting trembled with fear and pleaded, "Director, I really didn't take it, really." Yuan Zhuguo nodded and said, "Even if I believe you, the police don't know if they believe you, and the court doesn't know if they believe you." Lü Ting was stunned upon hearing this, speechless, her body trembling even more violently.
Seeing this, Yuan Zhuguo nodded smugly and laughed, "I can save you. This statistic hasn't been submitted yet. As long as I change the numbers and make a false account, the money will be just right. However, the risk is not small. How do you plan to repay me?" Lü Ting immediately understood, glared at him, and said, "It was you who did this." Yuan Zhuguo's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Little Lü, you can't just say whatever you want. If you don't have evidence, defamation is a serious crime." Lü Ting smiled miserably, stood up, and glared at him fiercely, startling Yuan Zhuguo into taking two steps back before sneering, "Yuan Zhuguo, you bastard, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? I'd rather go to jail than let you succeed." Yuan Zhuguo was stunned, not expecting Lü Ting to be so outwardly gentle but inwardly strong. Liao thought for a moment and said, "You have a way out, but you choose to go to jail. What's the point? Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your child. Your daughter probably can't even call you 'Mom' yet. If you go to jail for ten years, she probably won't even recognize you when she gets out." Hearing the other person mention her daughter, Lü Ting felt dizzy. She braced herself against the table to keep from falling, glaring at the shameless Yuan Zhuguo. She wished she could eat his flesh and drink his blood. She cursed sadly, "Yuan Zhuguo, you're not human." Yuan Zhuguo was not angry but pleased. He leaned forward, grabbed her, and lewdly said, "Yes, I'm not human. From the first moment I saw you, I couldn't help but think about you every night. Lü Ting, I like you. Just give in to me." "Let me go! Let me go!" Lü Ting tried desperately to push him away, but she couldn't budge him.
Yuan Zhuguo hugged her tightly, his mouth pressing against her face repeatedly, saying, "If you submit to me, I'll make sure you're adorned in gold and silver, and serve you the best food and drink. Lü Ting, I want you, I want you." Lü Ting struggled desperately, the filthy smell of him making her want to vomit.
Seeing that Lü Ting's resistance was far stronger than expected, Yuan Zhuguo roared, "You slut, do you really want to go to jail?" Lü Ting gasped for breath, staring at him without saying a word.
Seeing her disheveled clothes, Yuan Zhuguo felt even more pitiful, and couldn't help but swallow hard, saying, "Fine, you've got guts. Since that's how it is, I won't force you. Hmph, jail food isn't very tasty." With that, Yuan Zhuguo turned to leave, but just as he reached the door, he suddenly heard Lü Ting's voice.
"Wait a minute."
Yuan Zhuguo turned around with an annoyed look and said, "What?"
Looking at Yuan Zhuguo's ugly face, Lü Ting couldn't help but feel disgusted, but the thought of serving ten years in prison filled her with fear. She pleaded in a trembling voice, "Director Yuan, I have a husband and children. Please, can't you just let me go?" Yuan Zhuguo's expression was uncertain. After thinking for a moment, he walked over and said, "I can let you go to some extent." Lü Ting asked in confusion, "What do you mean?" Yuan Zhuguo lewdly said, "Don't you want me to fuck your vagina with my dick?" Lü Ting was extremely embarrassed, but she had no choice but to nod with a red face.
Yuan Zhuguo said, "Okay, but I have to be able to touch and kiss your body as I please." Lü Ting covered her chest and said, "No way." Yuan Zhuguo immediately stood up and sneered, "Fine, then. You can regret it in prison." Seeing that Yuan Zhuguo was about to leave, Lü Ting grabbed him and cried, "No, no, isn't there any other way?" Yuan Zhuguo nodded and sneered, "I've already made concessions. If you keep pushing and shoving, don't blame me for being ruthless." Seeing this, Lü Ting had no choice but to nod sadly.
Sitting on the small sofa in the office, Lü Ting used trembling hands to unbutton her clothes little by little. Yuan Zhuguo watched greedily, his eyes fixed on her. It was the first time Lü Ting had done this in front of a strange adult man. When the buttons were all undone, she couldn't help but hug her chest and cry.
Yuan Zhuguo couldn't resist any longer. He grabbed her hand and ripped it open, revealing her large, white breasts encased in a white bra. His eyes widened, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.
Lu Ting turned her head away in humiliation, tears streaming down her face.
Yuan Zhuguo released her hand with lightning speed, grasping her large breasts, which he couldn't fully contain with one hand. They were warm and soft. He couldn't resist squeezing them hard, only to find his hands covered in a warm liquid. Startled, he exclaimed in surprise, "Is it breast milk?" Lu Ting blushed, biting her lower lip and saying nothing.
Yuan Zhuguo chuckled lewdly, "Good, I'll drink it every day from now on, hehe." With that, he pushed her onto the sofa, yanked off her bra, and her breasts, now free, bounced and swayed in the air.
Because of her youth, her large breasts showed no signs of sagging, standing tall and erect, trembling slightly. What shamed Lü Ting was that, under the stimulation of this lewd act, her nipples had hardened, and milk was gushing out on its own. She tried to stop it, but it was too late.
Yuan Zhuguo's hands greedily kneaded the woman's breasts. It was the first time he had seen such white, large, and soft breasts. The nipples were dark brown, round and firm; with a gentle press, they sank into the soft flesh, and with a release, they sprang out again, dripping milk. They were incredibly elastic. The only flaw was that the areolas were a bit large, but this didn't detract from the overall beauty; Yuan Zhuguo was already quite satisfied.
Lü Ting cried silently, her breasts exposed as the man wantonly kneaded her. When she saw him lower his head and take her nipple into his mouth, her whole world collapsed. She numbly gave up all resistance, like a piece of wood, letting him do as he pleased.
Yuan Zhuguo kneaded the woman's large breasts, sucking on the fresh milk and biting the soft flesh wantonly. He felt a hardening swelling in his lower body. He was tempted to break their prior agreement; his mind was now consumed by lust, and the only thought left was to play with this woman to death.
When the man tried to pull down Lü Ting's pants, Lü Ting suddenly woke up, grabbed his hand, and said,
"What are you doing?"
Yuan Zhuguo slapped the woman's hand away and grinned maliciously, "Guess, hehe." As he spoke, he pulled her pants down to her knees.
Lu Ting cried out in terror, "You lied to me, you bastard, get out, get out!" Yuan Zhuguo pounced on the woman, pinning her down, and lewdly chuckled, "Yes, I lied to you. So what if I lied to you? If you dare tell anyone, I'll say you seduced me. The ledger is the evidence. You seduced me to make up for the deficit. Hehe, guess who they'll believe? Don't forget what my uncle does." Yuan Zhuguo's words completely shattered Lu Ting's fragile, tense nerves. She painfully closed her eyes, giving up her last hope. Feeling the last piece of clothing leave her body, she felt a chill run down her spine, curled up into a ball, and sobbed softly.
Yuan Zhuguo quickly stripped off his clothes, embraced the naked woman, pressed his thick penis against her soft buttocks, and groveled at her large breasts, lewdly saying, "Why are you crying? What good is it to be with a lowly miner? If you behave and serve me well, I'll guarantee you a life of luxury. If you can give me a son, hehe, I'll divorce my wife and marry you, letting you enjoy a lifetime of happiness, a hundred times better than your current impoverished life." Lü Ting said nothing, only shaking her head and weeping violently. She only hoped this was all a nightmare and that she would wake up soon, but clearly, this nightmare was far from over. (
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