The son who made his mother have an abortion

The son who caused my mother's abortion...
The first time I saw a woman's body was when I was in junior high school. That afternoon, during PE class, I wasn't wearing my sneakers, and the teacher told me to go home and change. When I got to the alley entrance, I saw my mother ride her bicycle into the dormitory gate, her colleague, Xiao Miao, following not far behind.

I didn't pay much attention, but when I got downstairs, I only saw my mother's bicycle. Xiao Miao's bike wasn't there. It seemed that the guy was indeed a master at playing with women; my mother was just one of his prey. My family lived on the second floor, and as soon as I entered, I felt something was wrong. My parents' bedroom door was closed, but I could hear her and Xiao Miao's voices. The way they were talking was definitely not normal. I saw everything through the crack in the door. My mother had her head buried in his chest, and Xiao Miao was unbuckling her belt, looking incredibly smug. My legs were trembling. I was furious, but I didn't want to scream. Instead, I felt excited—it was strange, and I still don't understand it.

Xiao Miao unzipped my mother's pants, and they slid down her legs to the floor, revealing her snow-white buttocks and thighs. Xiao Miao's hands started touching and pinching them. My mother let out muffled moans in his arms. My legs were so weak I collapsed to my knees. The opening in that spot was even wider, and I couldn't help but look. He put my mother on the bed and started taking off his own clothes. My mother was curled up there, naked from the waist down, looking completely at his mercy. Xiao Miao took off his own clothes, pressed himself on top of my mother, and penetrated her, removing her top and bra as he thrust in and out, while simultaneously sucking her tongue. My mother was pressed deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of hair showing. The indistinct sounds they made while sucking each other's tongues, and the two overlapping, writhing bodies, made my legs tremble so much I couldn't stand up. Later, when I was with my mother, it was the same process. I kept thinking about him, and even when I patted my mother's buttocks afterward, it was a replica of his.

He was with my mother on the bed for almost an hour before letting her go. He slowly pulled out, his penis drooping, a few drops of semen dripping onto my mother's thigh. He sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, and leisurely played with my mother's plump, white body with one hand. My mother remained motionless as he touched her. He told my mother to get up and get a drink, but she didn't move. He slapped her round buttocks repeatedly, and my mother wriggled a few times, giggling coquettishly. I climbed out and sat on the third-floor stairs, feeling both jealous and angry, but my penis was throbbing so badly that sitting on it made my buttocks ache, and the glans had soaked my underwear. He stayed inside until almost 4 p.m. before coming out. I don't know what he did to my mother while he was inside. My dad won't be back for two more days. I skipped all my afternoon classes because he came, and he always stayed until almost 4 pm. I squatted at the alley entrance, watching him and my mom go in together, and then he came out alone, looking both comfortable and exhausted, wobbling away on his bike. I knew that by then, my mom had already been massaged by him and was lying naked on the bed at home. When I got home that night, I almost didn't dare look at my mom, but she acted the same as usual.

On the third day, I came home from school and saw that my dad had returned from his trip. I looked closely at my mom's expression, but I couldn't read anything. That night, as I was thinking about this, Xiao Miao actually came. He and my dad acted like brothers, and my mom was actually smiling happily beside him.

But my dad still didn't know anything. I overheard a man chatting with another man who had been cuckolded in my room. Xiao Miao jokingly asked my dad if he'd done anything to betray his sister-in-law. My dad replied, "Of course not, I'm not as capable as you." Xiao Miao laughed heartily. Hearing that laughter, I felt both angry and excited. In this strange feeling, my penis became erect again. That night, I started masturbating. I masturbated for almost two years, always with the same content—the scene I'd witnessed that day. It was always the same. In my second year of high school, I met a friend who was almost 30 and had a particular fondness for women. He took me to a prostitute for the first time. She was from Jilin. I discovered I had a knack for it. My first time having sex with a woman, especially a prostitute, I actually made her convulse. My friend was stunned.

Later, I got to know that woman better. She asked me what kind of woman I liked best, and I asked her to find me a woman nearing 40. She laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to like this kind of woman." The next day, I slept with a woman from Jilin who was almost 40. She told me to call her Sister Lan. After that, I didn't look for any other prostitutes; I only went to her. Actually, the day before I slept with my mother, I had just been with Sister Lan. But while I was with her, she said something like, "If I were your mother, I'd be old enough. Why don't you sleep with your mother?" That made me ejaculate almost immediately. When I got home, I stared at my mother's body. Two years ago, when Xiao Miao stripped her naked, her figure was almost exactly like Sister Lan's plump waist. The two naked bodies swayed in front of me for a day and a night. So the following night was destined to be the end of my mother's life as a mother. It was past eight o'clock after dinner. My mother was washing her feet in the living room when I finally came out of my room and stood behind her. Suddenly, I touched her head. My mother turned around, startled, and asked what I was doing. My breathing became heavy, and I touched my mother's face again. My mother looked at me, startled, and stood up, asking what I wanted. I said, "I saw you with Xiao Miao."

My mother's face immediately turned pale, and her voice began to tremble. She asked what I wanted. I said, "I'll come, you come with me." My mother's eyes widened in shock immediately. Before she could say anything, I grabbed her. She screamed, flailing her arms wildly, breaking free, knocking over a basin, and running into her bedroom. I immediately followed. My mother tried to close the door, but I squeezed in and cornered her against the bed like a rabbit. I grabbed her again and started pulling down her pants. My mother's hands gripped her belt tightly. Perhaps it was all too sudden... She quickly ran out of strength. At first, she kept yelling and cursing, but when I pulled her pants down, my mother started begging for mercy. I pulled hard, and my mother fell onto the bed. Her legs kicked wildly, and I pulled her pants off like taking off socks. My mother screamed, covered her lower body with her hands, rolled over, and her snow-white, round buttocks turned around. She crawled to the other side of the bed. I wasn't going to let her go. I started taking off my own clothes. My mother turned around and saw that I had taken off my pants. My erect penis sprang out, and she screamed again in fright. She crawled to the corner of the bed and curled up into a ball. Her screams stimulated me. I immediately climbed on top of her and pinned her down. My mother's face was deathly pale, her hands were weak as she tried to push me away, and she desperately tried to keep her legs together. I used my legs to separate them, and my penis pressed against her labia, which were hairy and fleshy. I hugged my mother and kissed her face haphazardly, but she kept dodging my gaze. My glans began to search for her vaginal opening. My mother was already in despair, her hands pushing erratically, but to no avail. Her eyes were fixed on me, as if she didn't recognize me. At that moment, my glans touched her vaginal opening and went in a little. My mother's whole body immediately trembled. I pressed my hips down, and my penis went in. My mother's body immediately stiffened, she stopped resisting, her eyes turned blue, and she vomited.

I moved her a little and started thrusting. With each thrust, my mother's head bobbed, making gurgling sounds in her throat. Then she vomited a few more times, smearing her face, my neck, and chest with it, but I didn't feel a thing. The sensation of my penis inside my mother's vagina was incredibly intense. My buttocks began to twitch rapidly. Before I could even fully enjoy this woman's body, I ejaculated. Never so quickly. The moment my semen gushed out, my mother's body convulsed. I let out a long breath, panting, and looked down to see that her vomit had smeared her hair all over her face. I released my mother and pulled my penis out. My mother lay sprawled out, staring blankly at the ceiling, motionless. After a while, I kicked her leg. She got up, too scared to look at me, covered her genitals with one hand, and got out of bed. Naked, she frantically searched for clothes on the floor, finally finding a pair of pants by the sofa. Shivering, she struggled to put them on. My mother went into the bathroom. I got out of bed and returned to my room, my mind a complete blank. A while later, I heard my mother leave. She didn't return the next day. I was worried something might have happened, so I called her workplace. As soon as she heard my voice, she hung up. I was relieved; it seemed nothing bad had happened. I washed the sheets, intending to give her a more measured approach when she returned. But she didn't come back. Two days later, I found out that my mother had moved to my cousin's house. It seemed she was avoiding me. She didn't return until my father came back from his trip. I saw them coming back together from the balcony, and I became nervous, afraid she had told him. I immediately hid in the corner on the third floor. But when I heard my father open the door, nothing seemed amiss. He's a hot-tempered person; if he knew, he wouldn't have opened the door like that. I felt a little relieved and went downstairs. His expression reassured me even more. I glanced at my mother, and she immediately looked away. I was completely relieved.

My mom started avoiding me. Whenever we were alone, she would immediately leave. When my dad went out, she would hide at my cousin's house and only come back with him. My cousin owns a shop, and having someone watch the house for her was something she was very happy about, but I was miserable. More than two months later, my scrotum was swollen with semen. I went to see Sister Lan. I knew her body better than anyone. Although I had been holding back for a long time, I didn't immediately touch her. I always wanted to use this full semen on my mom. I talked to Sister Lan and told her that I had been seeing a woman who had been married, but she wanted to end the relationship. What should I do? Lan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so capable. If she's a woman who hasn't been in the water, then you've got her. Once you've slept with her, she can't run away. Just sleep with her a few more times, and she'll give up on the idea. Women, once you've destroyed their sense of shame and made them give up, they're yours to play with.

If you get her pregnant, then she's your woman, and you can't get rid of her." I didn't touch Lan. I turned around and went straight to my cousin's house. I waited for two days. In the afternoon, everyone in my cousin's family went out, and I cornered my mother alone. As soon as my mother opened the door, she knew something was wrong. I squeezed inside. This time, my mom was like a lioness. She fought me fiercely, knocking me down several times only to get back up. I stopped, and she leaned against the wall, her hair disheveled, her full breasts heaving. Before she could yell at me, I said softly, "I think I should go find Xiao Miao." My mom sat down on the floor against the wall. I told her to come home with me; she was as docile as a lamb. I almost ecstatically pulled her out the door. In the taxi, I couldn't resist hugging and rubbing her. The driver in front said, "Young man, you have good teeth, eating old grass?" My mom was so embarrassed she couldn't lift her head. Back at the fleet compound, I had my mom walk ahead while I followed. I had to hunch slightly and walk with small steps because my pants were bulging like a tent. As I went upstairs, a woman from the fourth floor came down and greeted my mother. My mother didn't even look up and just walked past. The woman looked at my mother in surprise, but I pretended not to see her. As soon as I entered the room, I immediately closed the door and drew the curtains. My mother, seeing this, knew what was about to happen. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands gripping the edge tightly, like a lamb to the slaughter.

I told her to take off her clothes, but she didn't move. I took off my own clothes and walked up to her, my erect penis facing her face. My mother's hands gripped the edge of the bed so tightly that her knuckles turned white, as if she could escape by holding onto it. I touched the head of my penis to my mother's mouth, and she immediately turned her face away. I laughed, remembering what Sister Lan had said. I pushed her, and my mother fell backward onto the bed. I started to undo her belt, and my mother trembled, reaching out to grab my hand. Wherever my hand went, her hand followed, but what was the use? As her bra finally came off, my mother lay naked on my bed. I didn't immediately press myself against her. I watched her for nearly 10 minutes. The longer I watched, the more uneasy my mother became, her body slowly curling up, involuntarily covering her breasts and genitals with her hands. I gently removed her hands, and my mother covered her face with her hands. I sat down beside her and began to run my hands over her body. Her whole body began to tremble slightly. My hand touched her soft breasts, and I gently pinched her nipples. The dark brown nipples hardened quickly and stood erect. After kneading them for a while, my hand moved down her plump belly to her genitals. As soon as I touched her pubic hair, my mother immediately closed her legs. I spread her legs apart and touched her labia for a while. My mother began to breathe rapidly. I used my fingers to part her labia and began to pinch her clitoris, the most sensitive spot for a woman. My mother finally couldn't take it anymore; her body began to twist, her legs tightly closed, but then she let me open them again. I continued to pinch, and her vaginal opening began to wet. I inserted my fingers into her vagina and probed; it became even wetter.

I laughed and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to? Why are you wet?" My mother's face, which had been deathly pale, was now flushed red. I knelt down, embraced her, and said, "You're my woman now. You already have my insides. Let's be intimate; no one will know." She closed her eyes and remained silent. I started kissing my mother. She was reluctant at first, but finally stopped resisting and took my tongue in her mouth. I pressed down on her. This time it was real sex. We made love three times. My mother became more and more comfortable. After more than two hours, I ejaculated all the semen I had accumulated over two months into my woman's womb. I let out a long breath, lay on my mother's soft body for a while, then rolled off and pulled my penis out. As the glans left her vaginal opening, a strand of semen and vaginal fluid trailed down her thighs and the sheets. My mother stopped moaning, panting, her eyes watery, her plump body relaxing. Noticing me staring at her, she smiled and buried her head in my chest. My mother was fair-skinned and plump, with large breasts and a wide bottom. Although her waist was a bit thick, it still had a guitar-like shape when she lay on her side. I lay comfortably, embracing this naked, slightly overweight body, touching my abundant spoils, feeling extremely proud. This was a completely different feeling from being with Lan and the others. We lingered until dark. My mother got up, dressed, and went to buy cooked food. When she returned, she brought back two boxes of birth control pills. Her uterus was retroverted, so she couldn't have an IUD. She usually made my dad use a condom when we were intimate, but now that she was with me, she had to take birth control pills.

That night, I slept soundly with my mom in my arms. The next afternoon, my dad came back from his trip. He's a real scatterbrain; he comes home, drinks, and sleeps, completely unaware of what happened. I wasn't home when he came in. When I first saw him after returning from vocational school, I was momentarily stunned, but I quickly walked past him; we didn't talk much anyway. In that short time between the door and my room, I felt a surge of excitement, the excitement of possessing someone else's. I immediately got an erection, and I had to use my hand to straighten my erect penis, otherwise my pants would have been too uncomfortable. It was thick and warm, throbbing against my lower abdomen. I think Xiao Miao used to like chatting with my dad after she cheated on my mom, maybe it was this feeling. The feeling of facing a man she'd cuckolded. Listening to my dad and mom talking in the living room, my mom's white body immediately flashed before my eyes, I could feel her body temperature, and my penis immediately felt like it was being gripped by her vagina again. My glans was wet again.

But at the dinner table, I clearly sensed that my mom's mood was different from mine. She wouldn't look at me or my dad, like she'd done something wrong, and as soon as she finished eating, she disappeared into the kitchen. But my dad couldn't wait, and just after eight o'clock, he dragged her into the bedroom. I was very unhappy. I knew my mom must be very conflicted. More than a month later, we encountered a dangerous situation. That noon, my dad was supposed to go out driving, but after he left, I couldn't resist and pulled my mom into having sex with me. Afterwards, I was still unsatisfied and wanted to cuddle with her for a while. After lying there for a bit, she remembered there was something on the stove in the kitchen, so she quickly put on a nightgown and went to the kitchen. Just then, my dad came back with an air conditioner repairman. Apparently, he found a cheap repairman and switched shifts. Just two minutes before, my mom was lying naked on my bed. I didn't dare make a sound. I should be at the vocational school right now. I was lying naked under the covers, with my mom's underwear tucked under my body. Luckily, the repairman said the air conditioner needed a part replaced, so my dad went with him to buy it. I rushed out the door as soon as they left. I looked at my mother; she was pale-faced, leaning against the kitchen door. My heart was pounding, but I didn't want my woman to be afraid of me. I pretended not to care and threw her underwear at her. My mother took it and wandered into the bathroom like a ghost. I hurried back to school. From then on, I clearly sensed that my mother was contemplating ending things. One afternoon, I was playing in the dispatch room when I overheard the dispatcher telling the team leader that my father wanted to run short-distance routes. I immediately realized it was my mother's idea, and my anger flared. I felt this woman hadn't given in yet. I remembered what Sister Lan had said: it seems women still need women to discipline them. But I didn't dare do anything rashly.

My dad started driving short-haul trucks and was home almost every day. My mom seemed to have regained her composure. Just after the Spring Festival, some good news arrived: a construction site in Xiamen was starting work, and they needed to transfer drivers there, with a one-year rotation system. All the short-haul drivers had to go. This might not be good news for my mom. But the more I knew she didn't want to, the more I wanted to possess her, to make her submit to me again. I had been holding back for almost three months, but I hadn't gone to see Sister Lan again; I was just staring at my mom's body. In early April, my dad was finally leaving. As my mom was packing, I pinched her butt, and I saw fear and helplessness in her eyes. Actually, it wasn't that I didn't have opportunities, but I needed a calm time to properly deal with this transformed woman. The day my dad left, I kept smiling during my internship, which my classmates found strange, but I knew what was going to happen that night. That night, when I was in bed with my mom, she seemed a little unaccustomed to me after three months, and I didn't seem very excited either, even though I knew this year was mine. The next night, while we were making love, the phone rang. It was my dad calling. My mom crawled out of bed naked to answer the phone. Hearing another man's voice on the receiver, I immediately became excited—it was a long-lost excitement. As soon as my mom hung up, I pushed her down. After we made love once, I pulled her up, made her bend over, and I penetrated her from behind. As I thrust, I played with my mom's breasts and belly, which became even softer because she was bent over. Touching my mother's protruding belly, I suddenly wanted her to get pregnant with my child.

The next day, I went to the pharmacy near my house and bought some expired birth control pills from the owner. When I got home, I switched my mother's pills. She's still completely unaware of this. I calculated my mother's ovulation period, and during those days, I placed a pillow under her buttocks so that I could penetrate as deeply as possible. My glans touched my mother's cervix. She gritted her teeth to keep from screaming, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her face flushed red, and her vagina contracted like a small hand. The moment my semen spurted into her uterus, her body stiffened, arching like a bow, and she desperately managed to squeeze out a groan from her throat. But she was still afraid of getting pregnant. As soon as I let go of her, ignoring the semen flowing from her vagina down her thighs, she quickly got out of bed naked as usual to take the pill. But the orgasm had made her slow to react; she didn't notice anything wrong with the pill.

My dad had only been gone a month when my mom's belly started to sag.

During the May Day holiday, I indulged in my mom's body. On the morning of the 6th, when she came back from buying breakfast, her face was deathly pale. It turned out that the fumes from the breakfast stall had made her vomit. My mom, being an experienced woman, knew something was wrong and bought a pregnancy test on the way. A few minutes later, she collapsed on the bathroom floor, crying and cursing the fake medicine for harming people. I quickly lost my joy too. My mom told me that the car fleet had a medical station, which was also a family planning unit. Getting an abortion at an outside hospital required a certificate from the clinic, but everyone knew my dad had gone to Xiamen. My mom was afraid of dying; she wouldn't dare go to an unlicensed doctor. My excitement about getting pregnant gradually faded, and three months passed in the blink of an eye. My mom's body was getting heavier; after three months, the pregnancy would become visible. My mom panicked terribly, and to be honest, I also felt things were going to get bad. Just then, my uncle was hospitalized with gastritis. My mom was desperate and called my dad, saying my uncle was critically ill and asking him to come back immediately. Women are actually quite clever. My dad and uncle had a good relationship, and he came back without even calling to verify. When he got back, he only thought that maybe my mom was making a mountain out of a molehill. But he was still in a good mood. Actually, he was quite pent up in Xiamen; he'd been there for three days, and had been intimate with my mom for three nights, all without her making him use a condom. To be honest, I really admired that idea. A week after my dad left, my mom went to the clinic to get a prescription. The woman at the clinic was quite perceptive; she figured something out. That evening, when she brought the prescription to my mom, I overheard her deliberately saying to her at the door, "You seem to have really gained weight lately; you look like you're several months pregnant even though you've only been pregnant for a short time." My mom could only casually admit she'd gained weight.

With the prescription, we were all relieved. That night, for the first time, I found pregnant women quite alluring. I stripped my mom naked and we had sex. She was over three months pregnant. Her breasts had swelled, her nipples were erect, her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and her buttocks were rounder. I released all the worries of the past three months. The next day, I accompanied my mother to the hospital, only to learn that there was more bad news waiting for her. My mother's uterus was retroverted, and the hospital was worried that it wouldn't be completely cleaned. They told her to wait five or six months until the fetus was larger and had moved to the middle of the uterus before inducing labor with oxytocin. Otherwise, any remaining tissue could easily become cancerous. My mother was actually quite afraid of dying, so she immediately agreed.

Days passed, and the weather grew hotter. My mother's belly grew bigger and bigger. At first, she tried to bind her belly with a cloth, but people in the caravan couldn't hide it so easily. They all started gossiping. Women would often walk by and smile at my mother, saying, "Oh, you've gotten fat!" My mother could only reply, "Yes, I've gotten fatter." When she was more than four months pregnant, my mother's breasts were large, her nipples were erect, and her areolas were bulging. Her waist also thickened, and her belly grew bigger and bigger. My mother was already plump, and her skin was fair. In August, when it got really hot, my mother could no longer cover her belly. After hearing so much gossip, my mother made a decision and went out one morning without a cloth. As soon as she stepped out the door, her bulging belly immediately became the focus of attention. I was a little scared, but my mother pretended not to see it. I thought to myself, Lan-jie is right, when a woman gives up, she can be quite shameless. At lunchtime, while queuing in the cafeteria, my mother stood in line with her pregnant belly; she was undeniably pregnant.

People in the queue love to gossip, and everyone said my mother was definitely carrying an illegitimate child, but no one would ever suspect it was mine. One day, while my mother was queuing in the cafeteria, people passing by would glance at her belly. Someone leaned on the table and shouted, "Red eggs are served!" My mother pretended not to hear. My mother's breasts were quite swollen; she wasn't wearing a bra, and in the summer, she was dressed lightly. I saw a man next to her staring at my mother's breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. These past few days I've been indulging in the pleasures of pregnant women. My mom's protruding belly meant I could only use the rear-entry position. I had her bend over as much as possible so I could penetrate deeply; my glans frequently touched the cervix. A pregnant woman's cervix is closed, like the tip of a nose, making my glans feel itchy. Finally, I reached 24 weeks, and my mom's belly was as big as a drum. She went to the hospital to schedule an abortion and had some tests done first. I waited outside and heard the doctor say, "The fetus is developing well; it's a pity to abort it." Then they used a megaphone to listen to the fetal heartbeat, and I heard my seed's sound. After the ultrasound, I saw the appointment slip. It had my mother's name on it, 38 years old, uterus enlarged, 24 weeks pregnant, singleton, right breech.

The surgery started in the afternoon; they used oxytocin, and my mother's breasts became swollen and started producing milk. The doctor said that after the surgery, she could use medication to stop lactation. I didn't want that. Now my mother is completely my woman, completely obedient to me. When the doctor came back and learned that my mother only wanted the medication and not to stop lactation yet, she was so surprised she almost dropped her glasses. After the doctor left, I reached inside my mother's clothes, grasped her breast, and shook it. It was heavy. My mother pushed my hand out, and the nurse saw it and quickly turned her head away. Until the surgery was over, neither the doctor nor the nurses asked me what my relationship with my mother was. A month later, I resumed my sex life with my mother. Often, during intercourse, we'd hold each other too tightly, causing milk to leak out. I would suckle my mother's breasts dry morning and night, but at lunchtime, while I was at vocational school, her breasts would swell up like a cow's. She was afraid to touch the table while sitting, and milk would spill out as she walked. Sometimes her chest would be wet, so she had to secretly go to the bathroom to express the milk. Sometimes other women would see her, and no one would say anything, but there would be gossip when she came out. Several men started circling around my mother. Two weeks before my father returned, I had my mother use medication to stop lactation. But her breasts had grown considerably larger. As soon as my father returned, he heard the rumors that my mother had gotten pregnant with an illegitimate child while he was away. One day, he locked the door and argued with my mother, demanding to know what had happened. I heard my mother crying and yelling, saying, "You didn't use a condom those days, of course it was yours." He had no choice but to quietly ask me if anyone had come to the house. I naturally said I didn't know. He was even more confused when I said I didn't know. He followed my mother for a few days but found nothing, so he gave up. However, he changed to shorter routes.

After holding back for almost a month, I couldn't take it anymore. One day, I bought a bottle of sleeping pills and had my mom put four in his drink. The effect was a bit slow. After drinking, he took my mom to the bedroom as usual and told me to sleep. How could I sleep? I peeked through the crack in the door. Unlike usual, this time he didn't wear a condom, but he really couldn't. He stripped my mom naked and tried to do it from behind, telling my mom to stick her butt out. But his penis wasn't fully erect. It was thicker, but it tilted downwards, unlike mine and Xiao Miao's, which were pointed upwards. He first touched my mother's breasts, then rubbed her genitals, trying to make her wet so he could penetrate her more easily. But it didn't get wet for a long time. He got angry and yelled at my mother, "Your breasts are like balls! You still say you've never been pregnant with a bastard? Did you give birth to one? I'll fuck you to death!" My mother bent over and didn't say a word. But his thing wasn't working. He rubbed it for a while longer, then smeared some saliva on his penis and used his hand to stimulate my mother's genitals. Finally, it got wet, but he still couldn't penetrate. He spread my mother's buttocks apart with his hands, supported his penis with one hand, aimed, and thrust. Finally, it went in. He started thrusting, but in less than 10 minutes, his body stiffened, and he ejaculated. The drug gradually took effect, and he was exhausted. He collapsed onto the pillow and fell asleep. After he started snoring, my mom came out naked with a nightgown, intending to come to my room as I had asked her to. She was startled when she saw me standing outside the door, her large breasts jiggling in front of her. I was already hard, and when I touched my mom's genitals, they were still wet. I didn't care if she wiped them off; I picked her up, carried her to my room, threw her on the bed, and pressed myself against her.

That was my first time having anal sex, and it felt completely different. My mom's pubic hair was wet, and my glans slid in easily at the entrance of her vagina. The inside was also much slipperier than when I was alone. I held my mom's waist tightly with one hand and used the other to support her buttocks, inserting deep inside. After a few thrusts, my glans touched something wet. I thrust again, and it was over. The wet thing was pulled aside, making the inside even slipperier. I wasn't satisfied, so I pulled my mom's thighs closer to my waist and inserted even deeper. After thrusting for about ten minutes, my mom reacted, biting her lower lip. I held my mom's fleshy waist tightly and increased the speed of my thrusts. My mom started panting. I moved my hands back to my... With a slight lift from under her buttocks, I thrust in as deep as possible, my glans touching her cervix. This time it went even deeper, penetrating a little further. The opening of her cervix, like a small mouth, enveloped the urethral opening at the tip of my glans. I strained a few times, and my mother made a sound. Afraid that my father would hear, she held it in her throat, her hands gripping the sheets. I knew my mother was close, so I increased my thrusting. My mother gasped for breath, suppressing her moans, her buttocks lifting up on their own, her body arching. Her breasts swelled, her nipples hard and erect, her areolas bulging. Her vagina began to contract rhythmically, as if small hands were squeezing my penis. Her soft belly pressed tightly against mine. I felt hot all over, sweat beading on my back; I was about to ejaculate.

I paused for a moment, remaining deeply inserted without moving, and played with my mother's breasts and buttocks with my hands. My mother relaxed a little, and I started thrusting again, touching her cervix. My mother's body tensed up again. I thrust to the cervix, strained a few times, held my breath, and with a thrust, a large gush of semen shot into my mother's uterus. After the last spurt, I let out a long breath, relaxed my mother, and lay on top of her, panting. My mother also breathed a sigh of relief, her body limp, panting beneath me. My penis began to soften inside her vagina. My mother slowed down, her body still trembling slightly, her vagina still contracting. I lifted my head from beside my mother's ear. She wiped the sweat from my forehead with her hand. I pulled her close and started kissing her. After a while, her body relaxed further, and her vagina stopped contracting. I turned to my side and pulled my penis out. As the head emerged from her vagina, she let out a soft moan. I lay down beside her, and we breathed softly. She turned to her side and buried her head in my chest. I hugged her and patted her bottom. She wriggled playfully. I thought of Xiao Miao again and pinched her bottom. It hurt a little. She looked up and lightly slapped me. I listened for a while, but heard nothing. In another room not far from us, my father was snoring. We lingered for a while longer. Seeing it was almost one o'clock, I patted my mom's round bottom, signaling her to go home. She lingered with me a little longer, then got up, grabbed her pajamas, and quietly slipped away naked.

The next morning, everyone was up. My dad was smoking his usual morning cigarette in the living room, and my mom was wiping the table. I came out, and when my mom saw me, her face flushed slightly, and she immediately lowered her eyelids. I knew it was her first time doing what she'd done the night before, and she was a little embarrassed to meet me in front of my dad. Actually, I was a little embarrassed too. I left without saying a word to her. More than a month later, I went to Lan Jie's place and unexpectedly ran into the same friend who had introduced me to Lan Jie's fellow villager, Yu Xiaomei. He was already married but still liked to patronize prostitutes. He had returned to work as a driver in the fleet. He was very happy to see me, and we took off our clothes and the three of us slept together. I usually called him Lao Pao (Old Gun). He smiled at me and said, "You've gotten Lan Jie too." I said, "It was Yu Jie who introduced us. Lan Jie and I have been lovers for a long time." Lao Pao said, "I didn't realize you were such a player." Lan Jie immediately laughed and said, "I've been a player for a long time." Lao Pao said, "Even if I'm old, I can't beat him. I'm the one who introduced him to Xiao Yu." Then he touched my genitals, laughed, and said, "Why aren't you getting any erections? Are you impotent from letting Lan Jie play with you? Let me go first. You've never had anal sex before, have you? Let me get you excited and make your little brother get erect." Actually, I've already had anal sex with my mom a few times in the past month or so. I didn't say anything, just laughed. Lao Pao, being a shrewd man, immediately exclaimed, "Good lad, you've had your fun, you're improving fast!" Lan Jie, who was being pinned down by him, slapped his butt and said, "You don't know, he's already hooked up with a woman, and she's not even a virgin yet. Before the New Year, he even asked me for tips on how to make her soft." Lao Pao, while thrusting hard into Lan Jie, said, "Great! Since you've already had a series of sex with her, let me have some too. What do women do?

It's more fun to play with virgins." Lan Jie had just said, "It's no fun with virgins," when Lao Pao silenced her with his tongue. Old Pao, panting, rolled off Lan Jie after he'd had his fill of rubbing her. I wasn't feeling particularly aroused and didn't want to do anything; doing so would cost money, and this woman was absolutely certain about that. Old Pao lit a cigarette and asked me if I wanted to have a double round. Lan Jie, who was eating an apple with her bare bottom exposed, saw that I didn't respond and said, "Old Pao, didn't you do wife-swapping before? Let him play with your wife, you two can take turns." Hearing this, I immediately got hard. They both laughed when they saw this, saying, "Looks like this is what interests him." Old Pao and I half-jokingly agreed that I'd play with his wife in a few days. I knew his wife; she worked in the truck crew's canteen. I hadn't noticed how promiscuous she was usually, so I didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just Old Pao's dirty joke. I was currently doing my internship at the truck crew, and Old Pao was in the lead truck. A few days later, during a break from road training with the intern team, Lao Pao showed up. He grinned mischievously and said, "Come to my place after you've finished driving." He turned and left, and watching his retreating figure, I immediately got an erection.

After finishing driving, I went to Lao Pao's house. His house was in a building behind mine. Passing the canteen, I saw his wife, Zhang Qin, sitting at the ticket counter, counting tickets without looking up. When I reached Lao Pao's door, I was still a little puzzled. What was going on? Lao Pao opened the door. After we went inside and sat down, I asked him, "What's up?" "Didn't you miss my wife?" Lao Pao lit a cigarette. I said, "Are you serious, or just playing a trick on me?" Lao Pao didn't say anything more. We started watching TV. Around 7 PM, Lao Pao's wife came home. As soon as she entered, I was sitting in the living room. She glanced at me, lowered her eyelids, placed the steamed buns she was carrying on the table, and went into the inner room. Lao Pao followed her in, and came out a moment later, urging me to eat. I noticed his expression was starting to show excitement. I took a steamed bun and asked him what he was up to. Lao Pao didn't answer, just looked at me with a half-smile. Seeing his growing excitement, I began to understand. I glanced into the inner room; the light was off, and there was no sound. I glanced at Lao Pao again, and I started to feel something down there. I ate two steamed buns, and Lao Pao ate one.

Neither of us spoke; the only sound was the evening news on the television. I paused for a moment, then looked up at Lao Pao. He wasn't looking at me, seemingly lost in thought, but his face was flushed, and his eyes were unfocused. His wife, Zhang Qin, was completely silent in the inner room. I pressed the remote, turning off the television. The immediate silence in the room made it hard to breathe; I heard Lao Pao's breathing become rapid. I nudged his foot, and he said softly, as if in a daze, "Go." I was a little flustered and said, "She knows." He nodded. I hesitantly stood up and walked towards the inner room. The room was dark, but I could see Zhang Qin sitting on the edge of the bed, fully clothed, in the dim light from the living room. I went in, and Lao Pao followed with a glass of water. I noticed a blanket had been laid out not far from the bed, and he sat down without a word, placing the water aside. The room was brightly lit. I started to get excited. I walked over to his wife and put my hand on her shoulder. She didn't look up. I said to Lao Pao, "I really used your wife." He gave a mumbled reply. Zhang Qin was average-looking, and her figure was average too. If my mother's breasts were basketballs, hers were probably volleyballs. Although it wasn't the first time I'd slept with a woman in front of others, this was the first time I'd done it in front of her husband, and I knew her; I often saw her in the cafeteria.

I put my hand on her shoulder, momentarily at a loss for what to do. Zhang Qin kept her head down and remained silent. After a while, I sensed something. I glanced at Lao Pao; he was sitting in the shadows, leaning against the wall. I leaned down and hugged his wife, feeling her breathing quicken. I stopped thinking and pulled her onto the bed. I slipped my hands inside her clothes and started touching her. She was thinner than my mother, but still quite curvy. I fumbled for her bra and began kneading her breasts. They were smaller than my mother's, but the nipples were about the same size. I pinched them, and Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, pressing her legs together. Lao Pao sat there watching without moving. I ignored him and pressed myself against Zhang Qin, kissing her face. Zhang Qin didn't move much, just passively letting me do as I pleased. This gave me a kind of pleasure. I became truly excited, lowered my head and took her tongue into my mouth, one hand around her waist, the other inside her pants. Her pubic hair was quite thick, similar to my mother's, but her labia weren't as thick. Parting her labia, I felt her clitoris, slightly smaller than my mother's. With a gentle pinch, Zhang Qin let out a moan, her thighs clamped together, her body arching. I spread her legs apart with my own, continuing to play with her clitoris with my fingers. She started to get wet, her body writhing. I held her tongue tightly in my mouth, and she mumbled incoherently, her hands involuntarily pushing against my hand, her buttocks twisting as she tried to dodge. Seeing that it was about time, I pushed down, pulling her pants down, and Lao Pao let out another murmur. I quickly stripped off my clothes and pressed myself against Zhang Qin. My weight excited her even more. I spread her legs, my penis pressing against her labia, which were wet—she was even wetter than my mother. I didn't rush in; I rubbed my penis against her labia, making them even wetter. I started to unbutton her top, removing her bra, and nuzzled her breasts with my mouth. Her soft breasts and erect nipples rubbed against my face. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, licking it for a while and gently biting it a few times. Zhang Qin began to moan.

I spread her legs wider and began to search for her vaginal opening with the head of my penis. Zhang Qin's moans grew louder, and my penis slid in halfway. Zhang Qin let out a soft moan and bent her legs. I thrust forward, penetrating deeply, and began to pump. As our movements quickened, Zhang Qin's breathing became increasingly rapid, and Lao Pao began to writhe, gasping for breath as he started to undress, piece by piece. I thrust forcefully a few times deep into Zhang Qin's vagina, and she swayed her head from side to side, groaning uncontrollably. Lao Pao was now naked, lying on the blanket, his penis fully erect. I lost control too, gripping Zhang Qin's waist tightly and thrusting forcefully into her. Zhang Qin desperately shook her head, crying out "Ah, ah," her hands tightly clutching my neck. My buttocks twitched violently, I couldn't control myself anymore. I took a deep breath and thrust my penis deep inside her. My scrotum and buttocks tightened, and a gush of hot fluid gushed out from her urethra. Zhang Qin felt the heat deep inside her body, cried out, her body tensed, and she hugged my neck, refusing to let go.

After the semen gushed out, I let out a breath, relaxed completely, and panted heavily. Zhang Qin also panted and slowly relaxed. I noticed that her vagina didn't have the contraction that my mother had. At this moment, Lao Pao hummed softly, stopped looking at us, lay back, and began to rapidly stroke his penis up and down with one hand, his eyes closed, mouth half-open, head tilted back. My penis slowly went limp inside Zhang Qin's vagina. I rolled over and pulled it out. Zhang Qin lay there motionless, limp. I breathed softly, lying on my side beside her, watching Lao Pao. Lao Pao didn't look at anything, just rapidly stroking his penis and then rubbing his scrotum with his other hand. After a while, Lao Pao suddenly grunted, his body contracting forcefully, arching upwards like a gold ingot. His hand moved up and down his penis a few more times, then abruptly stopped. A large gush of semen spurted from his urethra, shooting out several times. Lao Pao let out a long breath, released his penis, and collapsed to the ground. His slanted penis slowly went limp, falling against his thighs. The large pool of semen on his lower abdomen flowed down his stomach and onto the blanket. After a while, he slowly turned to his side, picked up a cup, drank a few sips of water, and then fell asleep. Zhang Qin didn't move either. I lay on my back beside her and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was almost 11 o'clock, and they were no longer in the bedroom. I went into the living room and saw Lao Pao sitting there watching TV, while his wife was lying on the sofa, swinging her legs and cracking sunflower seeds.

Lao Pao saw me come out and gestured for me to sit down, while Zhang Qin continued eating her sunflower seeds without much reaction. Lao Pao put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Brother, how's my wife?" I smiled and said, "Not bad." We both laughed. After a while, Lao Pao said, "I've already let you play with my wife, we're like brothers, when are you going to let me have a taste of your woman?" Zhang Qin laughed heartily beside him. Lao Pao saw I hesitated a bit and didn't say anything more, continuing to watch TV. After a while, Zhang Qin suddenly turned around and said, "Whose child is your mother carrying, that bastard?" I was stunned, not expecting her to ask that. I said, "What bastard? I don't know anything about that." Before I finished speaking, the couple immediately burst into laughter. Old Pao had only recently returned and hadn't witnessed the events of the past, only heard about them. Zhang Qin said, "I see your mom in the cafeteria every day. Her belly is getting bigger every day. Who could she possibly be hiding it from?" I said, "It seems she told people it was my dad who got pregnant those few days ago." Zhang Qin laughed even harder and said, "Look at that belly, she's probably five or six months along. Does she think we're stupid?" Old Pao immediately perked up, pestering me to tell him who had been to my house. I hesitated for a while, saying it was too late and I wanted to leave. Seeing that I was about to leave, Old Pao looked disappointed. At this moment, Zhang Qin, who had been silent all along, suddenly said quietly, "Could it be yours?" I'm actually not good at lying, especially when asked so bluntly like this woman. I immediately paused for a moment and then laughed. Old Pao's eyes widened instantly, and Zhang Qin stopped eating her melon seeds and sat up straight on the sofa. I nodded. The couple paused for a moment, then Lao Pao became so excited his face turned red, and he gasped for breath, while Zhang Qin burst into loud laughter. Lao Pao was so anxious he was almost stuttering, begging me to agree to let him and my mother have sex once, while Zhang Qin frantically encouraged him from the side. It was almost 1 a.m., and I was so tired from using so much effort on Zhang Qin earlier, I finally said, "Okay, okay." Lao Pao was so excited he almost knelt down, while Zhang Qin rushed up to me with a burst of passion, rubbing against me and murmuring, "A man, a real man."

When I got home, I heard my dad snoring from the bedroom. Lying in bed, I remembered how Xiao Miao used to ride on my mother, and now it was Lao Pao again. I gradually became excited again.

The next morning, I got up. He was already gone. My mom was wiping the table. I looked at her from behind for a while, thought of Lao Pao, and got excited. I hugged her from behind. My mom said, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to school? I have to go to work." I didn't say anything and started making moves. When I carried her to my bed, she struggled and used her phone to ask for leave, then I pinned her down, unable to speak. After we were done, my mom got up, wiping herself with tissue, and took out some birth control pills. After my dad came back from Xiamen, the rumors, my mom's swollen breasts, and her still-growing belly and waistline made him certain that he had been cuckolded, but he couldn't do anything about it. He probably felt it was too unfair, so he stopped using condoms. My mom taking birth control pills was no longer something to hide. I stared at my mother's naked, fleshy body, and for a moment I still couldn't say anything. I decided to find another opportunity to talk about it later.

These past few days, Lao Pao has been like a wound-up toy, incredibly attentive to me. Several times when he saw my mother in the yard, he was like a dog eyeing meat, his mouth practically watering, his eyes following her every move until she turned away, then he seemed to snap out of it, swallowing hard and reluctantly looking away. When my mother was getting food at the canteen, Zhang Qin sat at the window, seemingly oblivious, handing out tickets with a bored expression. She did the same when she saw me, as if nothing had happened that day. Good heavens, this is the second time a woman has surprised me since my mother became pregnant. Lao Pao is clinging to me like a dog begging for food. I'm completely helpless. I'm worried that if I let him sleep with me, he'll tell Sister Lan, and then I'll lose control. That afternoon, road training finally ended. With nowhere to go, I wandered around until I reached Lao Pao's house. He hadn't come to work today; he should be home. I saw him squatting by the door from afar. I went over and tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up, and I smiled at him, saying, "What are you doing, squatting here while your wife rests inside?" He smiled but didn't say anything. I said, "Come inside," but he didn't move. He lit a cigarette and said, "It'll be a while." A thought struck me, and I asked him what was wrong. He paused for a moment, looked around, stood up, and whispered in my ear, "The team leader's inside." I was shocked, suddenly realizing why he was driving for the team. Lao Pao said, "What's so special about that? The team leader's been with every woman in the team. We used to think it was the team leader who got your mother pregnant." "When are you going to let me get your mom? I'm about to go crazy!" Just then, the door opened, and the team leader came out. He saw me outside, paused for a moment, and then walked away nonchalantly, not even glancing at Lao Pao. I didn't go in; Zhang Qin was probably paralyzed inside right now. Lao Pao stared intently at me as he walked away, and I had a bad feeling. Two

days later, Lao Pao suddenly came to find me, a wicked grin on his face, and said, "The team leader is inviting you to dinner." I immediately understood everything. When we arrived at Tiandi Chun Restaurant in front of the convoy, the team leader was sitting in a private room. I sat down next to him without saying a word, listening to Lao Pao and the team leader chatting and laughing. I just ate and waited for him to speak. I knew my mom was definitely not going to escape this time, but I also wanted to get something out of him. Sure enough, a moment later, the team leader turned around, hooked his arm around my shoulder, and said bluntly, "You've got guts. I've been missing your mom, Accountant Xu, for more than just a day or two. Give me a break." I didn't move, smiled, and said, "Let me be the dispatcher." The team leader immediately burst into laughter, patted my shoulder, and turned to the old man, saying, "You've got guts, you've got guts! Okay, one sentence: you can be the dispatcher's assistant first. It's easy and pays well, how about that?" Before leaving, I told the team leader, "My dad's doing short-distance runs now, and I haven't had a proper workout in months." The team leader nodded with a half-smile and said, "Tomorrow he'll be doing long-distance runs."

That evening, my dad came home and immediately scolded the team leader for being heartless. I knew what was going on. I glanced at my mom; she had a happy look on her face. The next day at noon, my dad set off. In the afternoon, I was watching TV when my mother came home from get off work, carrying a lot of cooked groceries. She immediately sat down next to me, clinging to me like a couple who had just been separated. That evening, after we were done, my mother took her medicine and went to sleep. I watched her sleeping soundly beside me, but I couldn't sleep; I still didn't know how to start a conversation. Two days later, I went to the dispatch room. The dispatcher looked at me and said, "I heard you were coming to the dispatch room. You're lucky!" I smiled. Just then, a big, fat man came in, slumped into a chair, and lay down like a walrus on the beach. I looked up and saw it was the team leader. After the dispatcher left, the team leader tilted his head and said to me, "You've been busy these past two days, haven't you? I've been quite free." I laughed and said, "Let the team leader be busy tomorrow too." He immediately became happy, patted me on the shoulder, and left.

Today is Saturday, the day the team leader is coming over. According to the old man, the team leader is supposed to open the door for my mom. The night before, I invited Zhang Qin over. My mom was surprised to see her, wondering what was going on. After dinner, Zhang Qin cheerfully pulled my mom into my room. I listened; it seemed quiet inside, but I knew Zhang Qin and my mom were talking. Only ten minutes later, I heard Zhang Qin laughing hysterically inside. The door opened, Zhang Qin came out, smiled at me, and said, "Tomorrow we'll have your mom's wedding candy!" Then she turned and left. After she left, I went into my room. My mom was sitting on the edge of the bed, her head down, her face a little pale. She looked up at me, and I smiled and said, "It's nothing, just playing around." My mom said they were all clueless and things were getting out of hand. I said we just took turns playing, who would say anything? The team leader said you'll see when you've had your fun, there are plenty of people playing too. My mom snapped, "You're all inhuman, and you're even less human! I got pregnant for you, and you still let people bully me!" My mom wasn't happy about it, but she had no other choice. I think things are much simpler when women talk things out.

My mom was very distracted all morning, and so was I. I felt a bit regretful and worried, but I didn't want it to end. This conflicting feeling persisted. Around 2 p.m., my mom became even more restless. Before 2 p.m., the doorbell rang, and my mom's face immediately turned pale. She sat motionless on the sofa. As soon as I opened the door, Zhang Qin and the team leader came in. Zhang Qin started laughing and talking loudly as soon as she entered, then pulled my mother into my room. The team leader sat down, smoking and talking to me. My mind was a bit muddled, and I didn't hear what he was saying, but I could see that his pants were already bulging. After a while, Zhang Qin came out and said to the team leader, "Hurry up, they're waiting. Don't be too naughty." As she spoke, she sat on my lap. I watched the team leader go in, and then I heard my bed creak loudly. My heart jumped; I thought it must be him sitting next to my mother. I was only focused on listening to the sounds inside and didn't pay much attention to Zhang Qin. Seeing that I didn't move, Zhang Qin smiled, as if she had expected it, and lay down next to me, staring at the ceiling. I heard the team leader talking to my mom, then I heard the sound of clothes rustling, and my mom was quietly pushing him away. I stood up and peeked. The team leader was hunched over, one hand around my mom's shoulder, the other inside her clothes, groping around. My mom's face was flushed, and she frantically grabbed the team leader's hand. The team leader turned to look at me, smiled, then turned back to hug my mom tighter, kissing her face haphazardly, his hand moving more vigorously. My mom struggled quietly, trying to push the hand away. The team leader, panting, turned to me and said, "Your mom's got some meat on her bones. I've been thinking about your mom for a while now." My mother looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear. I shrank back, and then I heard the bed creak heavily inside. I looked again and saw the team leader had pushed my mother down onto the bed.

At that moment, Zhang Qin pulled me from behind, laughing and saying, "What are you looking at? Don't disturb their performance." Hearing this, the team leader immediately intensified his efforts, grabbing both of my mother's hands together with one hand and lifting them above her head. My mother cried out in pain, and the team leader said, "Be good and it won't hurt." With his other hand, he tore open my mother's shirt. I turned around and sat on the sofa. Zhang Qin leaned on my shoulder, laughing softly, and said, "What's wrong? Feeling sorry for me?" I smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Zhang Qin grasped my penis with her hand and laughed lewdly, "If you don't feel sorry for me, why is your penis so soft?" Then I shouted loudly inside, "Be gentle! It hurts my heart!" The team leader laughed loudly from inside, and the sounds from the bed became even louder. After a while, I pushed Zhang Qin away and stood up to look inside. My mother's top had been pulled open, her bra was hanging there, and her breasts were exposed. The team leader's one hand was still tightly gripping both of my mother's hands, while his other hand was groping my mother's upper body. His mouth was tightly covering my mother's mouth, pressing her deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of disheveled hair sticking out. After groping for a while, the team leader's hand went down and into my mother's pants. My mother immediately let out a muffled cry and raised her legs together. The team leader turned around and saw me looking, panting, and said, "Your mother has quite the energy." After saying that, he pulled down, and my mother's pants were halfway down. At that moment, Zhang Qin appeared from behind, grabbed both of my mother's pant legs, and pulled again, pulling my mother's pants off completely. Zhang Qin immediately burst into laughter. By then, my mother was completely naked. The team leader released my mother, and while undressing himself, said to Zhang Qin, "Accountant Xu is much stronger than you." Zhang Qin covered her mouth and giggled. My mother, naked, curled up in a ball, not looking at anyone, her hair disheveled, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest. The team leader stripped naked, his large belly protruding, his penis quite thick, the glans erect. He asked me, "Is mine bigger or yours?"

I said, "Of course the captain's is the biggest." The captain laughed and asked, "Have you seen your dad's? Whose is the biggest?" I laughed, and Zhang Qin excitedly shouted, "Of course the captain's is the biggest!" The captain patted Zhang Qin's head and said, "Come here and suck on it." Zhang Qin knelt down and sucked on the glans. After sucking for a while, the captain looked at my mother, who was naked on the bed, pushed Zhang Qin away, climbed onto the bed, pulled my mother over, and pinned her down. Zhang Qin watched excitedly as the captain pressed his buttocks down and inserted his penis into my mother's vagina, hugging me and saying, "Let's do it." My penis was still soft, and when Zhang Qin touched it, she immediately felt a little disappointed. The captain started thrusting vigorously, and Zhang Qin looked at me and said, "Your mother is really fleshy; her breasts are all round." The team leader shouted without turning his head, "Shut your mouth!" Zhang Qin immediately fell silent, just staring. The team leader thrust in and out, and my mother's head bobbed up and down with the rhythm. After a while, the team leader rubbed my mother's breasts with his hand, pinched her nipple with three fingers and pulled it upwards, muttering, "Fat, really fat."

My mother's face started to turn red because we were all watching. She closed her eyes awkwardly, but her breathing became rapid. I knew she was starting to feel it. After a few more thrusts, my mother started to make sounds. Hearing this, the team leader immediately increased his efforts. My mother's hands started to grip the sheets. I knew it was almost over. At this moment, the team leader gasped and cried out, "Oh, oh, it's shrinking, it's shrinking!" The contractions of my mother's vagina excited the captain to the extreme; the veins on his forehead bulged, and large beads of sweat appeared on his back. Suddenly, the captain thrust forcefully a few times, holding my mother tightly, pressing his penis deep inside her. He let out a groan, his body stiffening and ceasing its movements. I looked down; the captain's penis was fully inserted into my mother's vagina, his scrotum throbbing rhythmically. I knew he was ejaculating inside her. After ejaculating, the captain let out a long breath, then remained inside my mother for a while longer before releasing her, turning over and pulling his penis out. My mother, after being released, covered her face and turned to the other side. The team leader, catching his breath, patted my mom's bottom and said, "That felt amazing." Then he laughed at Zhang Qin, saying, "You're even more savvy than me, you know how to 'squirm'!" He turned my mom around and waved for Zhang Qin and me to leave. I knew he wanted to savor the moment a little longer. Zhang Qin and I sat on the sofa outside. Zhang Qin asked me, "Where does your mom 'squirm'?" I nodded.

The bed inside creaked intermittently. The team leader seemed to have talked to my mom quite a bit; from the sounds, I could tell my mom was gradually becoming more comfortable. I didn't want to do anything, so Zhang Qin lay on top of me, and we turned on the TV. The team leader and my mom stayed inside until almost 6 PM before getting up. The team leader came out wearing one of my mom's undergarments, and Zhang Qin giggled, "Congratulations, congratulations, the groom is here!" The team leader laughed and told Zhang Qin to go out and buy groceries. Zhang Qin went out. The team leader wasn't wearing many clothes, just my mother's coat draped over his shoulders. He sat opposite me and called for my mother to come out. My mother came out, still wearing the coat. The team leader shouted, "I told you to come out naked! What are you wearing? Take it off!" My mother immediately took off her clothes and sat naked in the team leader's lap. He hugged my mother and chatted with me casually. I felt a bit uncomfortable seeing my mother naked and obediently nestled in his arms like a rabbit. The team leader casually patted my mother's body and said to me, "Your mother's usually quite tight-fitting, but today she got her hands on him and had a great time." He pinched my mom's breasts again and said, "You little rascal, you've made your mom's breasts so big. You're a month along, is it a boy or a girl?" I said, "It's a boy." The captain nodded, "Good for you, good for you. If my son had your skills, I'd let him sleep with his mom."

Zhang Qin came back, bringing a lot of groceries, saying it was for the captain's wedding. While eating, the captain hugged my mom and said, "Give me one too," and my mom immediately smiled. After dinner, the captain carried my mom into my parents' bedroom. Zhang Qin and I slept in my room. Hearing the sounds starting again over there, I got aroused and had sex with Zhang Qin. The next morning, the captain and my mom didn't get up until Lao Pao knocked on the door. The two of them were so affectionate, they looked like a married couple. I let go of Zhang Qin and got up to open the door for Lao Pao to come in. Lao Pao heard my mother and the team leader getting up inside and said, "The team leader is an expert at opening doors; now even your mother will let you in." Just then, the team leader came out, and Lao Pao immediately rushed over, saying, "Congratulations! The team leader opened the door! When can I come in?" The team leader gave a curt look and said, "I'll play for a couple of days; you can talk to me then." Lao Pao chuckled and went into my room to find his wife. They didn't leave until noon because my father had finished his shift and was coming home that afternoon. After they left, my mother went back to her bedroom and lay on the bed, fully clothed. I went in and asked her how she was doing. My mother turned over and didn't say anything.

In the afternoon, my dad came home. Aside from noticing a lot of leftovers in the kitchen, he didn't see anything else. My mom, after my several nights of anal sex a few days ago, was quite unfazed.

That night, I heard noises coming from over there again and couldn't help but chuckle to myself.

The next morning, I was standing in the parking lot while my dad washed the car when the team leader came over and patted my dad on the shoulder. My dad turned around and asked, "What's making you so happy?" The team leader smiled, glanced at me, and said, "You're a groom now."

The first time I saw a woman's body was when I was in junior high school. That afternoon during PE class, I wasn't wearing my sneakers, and the teacher told me to go home and change. When I reached the alley entrance, I saw my mom ride her bike into the parking lot dormitory gate, her colleague, Xiao Miao, following not far behind.

I didn't pay much attention, but when I got downstairs, I only saw my mom's bicycle. Xiao Miao's bike wasn't there. It seems that guy is indeed a master at playing with women; my mom was just one of his prey. My family lives on the second floor, and I felt something was wrong as soon as I entered the house. My parents' bedroom door was closed, but I could hear her and Xiao Miao talking, and the way they were talking was definitely not normal. I saw everything through the crack in the door: my mom had her head buried in his chest, and Xiao Miao was unbuckling her belt, looking extremely smug. My legs went weak; I was furious, but I didn't want to scream. Instead, I felt excited. It was strange; I still don't understand it.

Xiao Miao unzipped my mother's pants, which slid down her legs to the floor, revealing her snow-white buttocks and thighs. Xiao Miao's hands began to caress and pinch them, and my mother let out muffled moans in his arms. My legs went weak, and I knelt on the floor. The opening in that area was even wider, and I couldn't help but look. He put my mother on the bed and began to take off his own clothes. My mother was curled up there, naked from the waist down, looking completely at his mercy. Xiao Miao stripped naked, pressed himself against my mother, and penetrated her, removing her top and bra as he thrust in and out, while simultaneously sucking on her tongue. My mother was pressed deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of hair showing. The muffled sounds of their tongues entwining, their two bodies writhing and overlapping, made my legs tremble so badly I couldn't stand up. Later, when I was with my mother, it was the same routine; I kept thinking of him, even the way I patted her buttocks afterward was a carbon copy of his.

He was with my mother on the bed for almost an hour before letting her go. He slowly pulled out, his penis drooping, a few drops of semen falling onto my mother's thigh. He sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, and leisurely played with my mother's plump, white body with one hand. My mother remained motionless as he touched her. He told my mother to get up and get a drink, but she didn't move. He slapped her round buttocks repeatedly, and my mother wriggled a few times, giggling coquettishly. I climbed out and sat on the third-floor stairs, feeling both jealous and angry. My penis was throbbing so badly that sitting on it made my buttocks ache, and my underwear was soaked with sweat from the glans. He stayed inside until almost 4 p.m. I don't know how he played with my mother in there. My dad was away on a trip and wouldn't be back for two more days. I skipped all my afternoon classes because he came, and he always stayed until almost 4 p.m. I squatted at the alley entrance, watching him and my mother go in together, and then he came out alone, looking both satisfied and exhausted, riding his bike wobbling away. I knew that by then, my mother had already been groped by him and was lying naked on her bed at home. When I got home that night, I almost didn't dare look at my mother, but she acted as usual.

On the third day, I came home from school and saw that my father had already returned from his trip. I looked closely at my mother's expression, but I couldn't read anything. That evening, as I was thinking about this, Xiao Miao actually came over. He and my father acted like brothers, and my mother was actually smiling happily beside him.

But my dad knew nothing. I was in my room listening to a man and another man who had been cuckolded chatting. Xiao Miao jokingly asked my dad if he had done anything to betray his sister-in-law. My dad said, "How could I dare? I'm not as capable as you." Xiao Miao laughed. Hearing that laughter, I felt both angry and excited. In this strange feeling, my penis got hard again. That night, I started masturbating. I masturbated for almost two years, and the content was always the same—the scene I had witnessed that day. It was always the same. In my second year of high school, I met a friend who was almost 30 and had a particular fondness for women. He took me to a prostitute for the first time. She was from Jilin. I discovered that I had a talent for playing with women. My first time having sex with a woman, and a prostitute at that, I actually made her convulse. My friend's eyes widened in amazement.

Later, I got to know that woman better. She asked me what kind of woman I liked best, and I asked her to find me a woman nearing 40. She laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to like this kind of woman." The next day, I slept with a woman from Jilin who was almost 40. She told me to call her Sister Lan. After that, I didn't look for any other prostitutes; I only went to her. Actually, the day before I slept with my mother, I had just been with Sister Lan. But while I was with her, she said something like, "If I were your mother, I'd be old enough. Why don't you sleep with your mother?" That made me ejaculate almost immediately. When I got home, I stared at my mother's body. Two years ago, when Xiao Miao stripped her naked, her figure was almost exactly like Sister Lan's plump waist. The two naked bodies swayed in front of me for a day and a night. So the following night was destined to be the end of my mother's life as a mother. It was past eight o'clock after dinner. My mother was washing her feet in the living room when I finally came out of my room and stood behind her. Suddenly, I touched her head. My mother turned around, startled, and asked what I was doing. My breathing became heavy, and I touched my mother's face again. My mother looked at me, startled, and stood up, asking what I wanted. I said, "I saw you with Xiao Miao."

My mother's face immediately turned pale, and her voice began to tremble. She asked what I wanted. I said, "I'll come, you come with me." My mother's eyes widened in shock immediately. Before she could say anything, I grabbed her. She screamed, flailing her arms wildly, breaking free, knocking over a basin, and running into her bedroom. I immediately followed. My mother tried to close the door, but I squeezed in and cornered her against the bed like a rabbit. I grabbed her again and started pulling down her pants. My mother's hands gripped her belt tightly. Perhaps it was all too sudden... She quickly ran out of strength. At first, she kept yelling and cursing, but when I pulled her pants down, my mother started begging for mercy. I pulled hard, and my mother fell onto the bed. Her legs kicked wildly, and I pulled her pants off like taking off socks. My mother screamed, covered her lower body with her hands, rolled over, and her snow-white, round buttocks turned around. She crawled to the other side of the bed. I wasn't going to let her go. I started taking off my own clothes. My mother turned around and saw that I had taken off my pants. My erect penis sprang out, and she screamed again in fright. She crawled to the corner of the bed and curled up into a ball. Her screams stimulated me. I immediately climbed on top of her and pinned her down. My mother's face was deathly pale, her hands were weak as she tried to push me away, and she desperately tried to keep her legs together. I used my legs to separate them, and my penis pressed against her labia, which were hairy and fleshy. I hugged my mother and kissed her face haphazardly, but she kept dodging my gaze. My glans began to search for her vaginal opening. My mother was already in despair, her hands pushing erratically, but to no avail. Her eyes were fixed on me, as if she didn't recognize me. At that moment, my glans touched her vaginal opening and went in a little. My mother's whole body immediately trembled. I pressed my hips down, and my penis went in. My mother's body immediately stiffened, she stopped resisting, her eyes turned blue, and she vomited.

I moved her a little and started thrusting. With each thrust, my mother's head bobbed, making gurgling sounds in her throat. Then she vomited a few more times, smearing her face, my neck, and chest with it, but I didn't feel a thing. The sensation of my penis inside my mother's vagina was incredibly intense. My buttocks began to twitch rapidly. Before I could even fully enjoy this woman's body, I ejaculated. Never so quickly. The moment my semen gushed out, my mother's body convulsed. I let out a long breath, panting, and looked down to see that her vomit had smeared her hair all over her face. I released my mother and pulled my penis out. My mother lay sprawled out, staring blankly at the ceiling, motionless. After a while, I kicked her leg. She got up, too scared to look at me, covered her genitals with one hand, and got out of bed. Naked, she frantically searched for clothes on the floor, finally finding a pair of pants by the sofa. Shivering, she struggled to put them on. My mother went into the bathroom. I got out of bed and returned to my room, my mind a complete blank. A while later, I heard my mother leave. She didn't return the next day. I was worried something might have happened, so I called her workplace. As soon as she heard my voice, she hung up. I was relieved; it seemed nothing bad had happened. I washed the sheets, intending to give her a more measured approach when she returned. But she didn't come back. Two days later, I found out that my mom had gone to stay at my cousin's house. It seemed she was avoiding me. She didn't come back until my dad returned from his trip. I saw them coming back together from the balcony, and I became nervous, afraid she had told him. I immediately hid in the corner on the third floor. But I heard my dad open the door without any problem. He's a short-tempered person; if he knew, he wouldn't have opened the door like that. I felt a little relieved and went downstairs. His expression made me even more at ease. I glanced at my mom, and she immediately looked away. I was completely relieved.

My mom started avoiding me. Whenever we were alone, she would immediately leave. When my dad went out, she would hide at my cousin's house and only come back with him when he returned. My cousin owns a shop, and having someone watch the house for her was something she was very happy about, but I felt terrible. More than two months later, my scrotum was swollen full of semen. I went to see Sister Lan. I knew her body better than anyone. Although I had been holding back for a long time, I didn't immediately touch her. I always wanted to use this full semen on my mother. I talked to Sister Lan and told her that I had slept with a woman who was married, but now she wanted to break up with her husband. What should I do? Sister Lan laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be so clever. If she's a woman who hasn't been with men before, then you've got your eye on her. Once you've slept with her, she can't run away. As long as you sleep with her a few more times, she'll give up on breaking up. Women, once you've destroyed their sense of shame and made them give up, they're yours to play with.

If you get her pregnant, then she's your woman, and you can't get rid of her." I didn't touch Lan Jie. I turned around and went straight to my cousin's house. I waited for two days. In the afternoon, everyone from my cousin's family went out, and I cornered my mother alone. As soon as my mother opened the door, I knew something was wrong, and I squeezed in. This time, my mother was like a lioness. She fought me fiercely, and several times I pinned her down but she sat up again. I stopped. My mother leaned against the wall with her hair disheveled, her full breasts heaving violently. Before she could curse, I said softly, "I think I should go find Xiao Miao." My mother sat down on the floor against the wall. I told my mother to come home with me. She was as docile as a lamb, and I almost ecstatically pulled her out the door. In the taxi, I couldn't resist pulling my mother into my arms and rubbing her. The driver in front said, "Young man, you have good teeth, aren't you? Eating old grass?" My mother was so embarrassed she couldn't lift her head. Back at the fleet compound, I had my mother walk ahead while I followed. I had to hunch over slightly and walk with small steps because my pants were bulging like a tent. As we went upstairs, a woman from the fourth floor came down and greeted my mother. My mother didn't even look up and just walked past her. The woman looked at my mother in surprise, but I pretended not to see her. As soon as we entered the room, I immediately closed the door and drew the curtains. My mother saw me do this and knew what was going to happen. She sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the edge tightly, like a lamb to the slaughter.

I told her to take off her clothes, but she didn't move. I took off my own clothes and walked up to her, my erect penis facing her face. My mother's hands gripped the edge of the bed tightly, her knuckles white, as if she could escape by holding onto it. I touched the head of my penis to my mother's mouth, and she immediately turned her face away. I laughed, remembering what Sister Lan had said. I pushed her, and my mother fell backward onto the bed. I started to undo her belt, and my mother trembled, reaching out to grab my hand. Wherever my hand went, her hand followed, but what was the use? As her bra finally came off, my mother lay naked on my bed. I didn't press down immediately. I watched for almost 10 minutes. The longer I watched, the more uneasy my mother became. Her body slowly curled up, and she involuntarily covered her breasts and genitals with her hands. I gently removed her hands, and my mother covered her face with her hands. I sat down next to her and began to run my hands over her body. Her whole body began to tremble slightly. My hand touched her soft breasts, and I gently pinched her nipples. The dark brown nipples hardened quickly and stood erect. After kneading them for a while, my hand moved down her plump belly to her genitals. As soon as I touched her pubic hair, my mother immediately closed her legs. I spread her legs apart and touched her labia for a while. My mother began to breathe rapidly. I used my fingers to part her labia and began to pinch her clitoris, the most sensitive spot for a woman. My mother finally couldn't take it anymore; her body began to twist, her legs tightly closed, but then she let me open them again. I continued to pinch, and her vaginal opening began to wet. I inserted my fingers into her vagina and probed; it became even wetter.

I laughed and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to? Why are you wet?" My mother's face, which had been deathly pale, was now flushed red. I knelt down, embraced her, and said, "You're my woman now. You already have my insides. Let's be intimate; no one will know." She closed her eyes and remained silent. I started kissing my mother. She was reluctant at first, but finally stopped resisting and took my tongue in her mouth. I pressed down on her. This time it was real sex. We made love three times. My mother became more and more comfortable. After more than two hours, I ejaculated all the semen I had accumulated over two months into my woman's womb. I let out a long breath, lay on my mother's soft body for a while, then rolled off and pulled my penis out. As the glans left her vaginal opening, a strand of semen and vaginal fluid trailed down her thighs and the sheets. My mother stopped moaning, panting, her eyes watery, her plump body relaxing. Noticing me staring at her, she smiled and buried her head in my chest. My mother was fair-skinned and plump, with large breasts and a wide bottom. Although her waist was a bit thick, it still had a guitar-like shape when she lay on her side. I lay comfortably, embracing this naked, slightly overweight body, touching my abundant spoils, feeling extremely proud. This was a completely different feeling from being with Lan and the others. We lingered until dark. My mother got up, dressed, and went to buy cooked food. When she returned, she brought back two boxes of birth control pills. Her uterus was retroverted, so she couldn't have an IUD. She usually made my dad use a condom when we were intimate, but now that she was with me, she had to take birth control pills.

That night, I slept soundly with my mom in my arms. The next afternoon, my dad came back from his trip. He's a real scatterbrain; he comes home, drinks, and sleeps, completely unaware of what happened. I wasn't home when he came in. When I first saw him after returning from vocational school, I was momentarily stunned, but I quickly walked past him; we didn't talk much anyway. In that short time between the door and my room, I felt a surge of excitement, the excitement of possessing someone else's. I immediately got an erection, and I had to use my hand to straighten my erect penis, otherwise my pants would have been too uncomfortable. It was thick and warm, throbbing against my lower abdomen. I think Xiao Miao used to like chatting with my dad after she cheated on my mom, maybe it was this feeling. The feeling of facing a man she'd cuckolded. Listening to my dad and mom talking in the living room, my mom's white body immediately flashed before my eyes, I could feel her body temperature, and my penis immediately felt like it was being gripped by her vagina again. My glans was wet again.

But at the dinner table, I clearly sensed that my mom's mood was different from mine. She wouldn't look at me or my dad, like she'd done something wrong, and as soon as she finished eating, she disappeared into the kitchen. But my dad couldn't wait, and just after eight o'clock, he dragged her into the bedroom. I was very unhappy. I knew my mom must be very conflicted. More than a month later, we encountered a dangerous situation. That noon, my dad was supposed to go out driving, but after he left, I couldn't resist and pulled my mom into having sex with me. Afterwards, I was still unsatisfied and wanted to cuddle with her for a while. After lying there for a bit, she remembered there was something on the stove in the kitchen, so she quickly put on a nightgown and went to the kitchen. Just then, my dad came back with an air conditioner repairman. Apparently, he found a cheap repairman and switched shifts. Just two minutes before, my mom was lying naked on my bed. I didn't dare make a sound. I should be at the vocational school right now. I was lying naked under the covers, with my mom's underwear tucked under my body. Luckily, the repairman said the air conditioner needed a part replaced, so my dad went with him to buy it. I rushed out the door as soon as they left. I looked at my mother; she was pale-faced, leaning against the kitchen door. My heart was pounding, but I didn't want my woman to be afraid of me. I pretended not to care and threw her underwear at her. My mother took it and wandered into the bathroom like a ghost. I hurried back to school. From then on, I clearly sensed that my mother was contemplating ending things. One afternoon, I was playing in the dispatch room when I overheard the dispatcher telling the team leader that my father wanted to run short-distance routes. I immediately realized it was my mother's idea, and my anger flared. I felt this woman hadn't given in yet. I remembered what Sister Lan had said: it seems women still need women to discipline them. But I didn't dare do anything rashly.

My dad started driving short-haul trucks and was home almost every day. My mom seemed to have regained her composure. Just after the Spring Festival, some good news arrived: a construction site in Xiamen was starting work, and they needed to transfer drivers there, with a one-year rotation system. All the short-haul drivers had to go. This might not be good news for my mom. But the more I knew she didn't want to, the more I wanted to possess her, to make her submit to me again. I had been holding back for almost three months, but I hadn't gone to see Sister Lan again; I was just staring at my mom's body. In early April, my dad was finally leaving. As my mom was packing, I pinched her butt, and I saw fear and helplessness in her eyes. Actually, it wasn't that I didn't have opportunities, but I needed a calm time to properly deal with this transformed woman. The day my dad left, I kept smiling during my internship, which my classmates found strange, but I knew what was going to happen that night. That night, when I was in bed with my mom, she seemed a little unaccustomed to me after three months, and I didn't seem very excited either, even though I knew this year was mine. The next night, while we were making love, the phone rang. It was my dad calling. My mom crawled out of bed naked to answer the phone. Hearing another man's voice on the receiver, I immediately became excited—it was a long-lost excitement. As soon as my mom hung up, I pushed her down. After we made love once, I pulled her up, made her bend over, and I penetrated her from behind. As I thrust, I played with my mom's breasts and belly, which became even softer because she was bent over. Touching my mother's protruding belly, I suddenly wanted her to get pregnant with my child.

The next day, I went to the pharmacy near my house and bought some expired birth control pills from the owner. When I got home, I switched my mother's pills. She's still completely unaware of this. I calculated my mother's ovulation period, and during those days, I placed a pillow under her buttocks so that I could penetrate as deeply as possible. My glans touched my mother's cervix. She gritted her teeth to keep from screaming, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her face flushed red, and her vagina contracted like a small hand. The moment my semen spurted into her uterus, her body stiffened, arching like a bow, and she desperately managed to squeeze out a groan from her throat. But she was still afraid of getting pregnant. As soon as I let go of her, ignoring the semen flowing from her vagina down her thighs, she quickly got out of bed naked as usual to take her pills. But the orgasm still made her slow to react; she didn't notice anything wrong with the medicine.

My dad had only been gone for a month when my mom's belly started to sag.

During the May Day holiday, I indulged in my mother's body. On the morning of the 6th, when she returned from buying breakfast, her face was deathly pale. It turned out that the fumes from the breakfast stall had made her vomit. My mother, being an experienced woman, knew something was wrong and bought a pregnancy test on the way. A few minutes later, she collapsed on the bathroom floor, crying and cursing the fake medicine for harming people. I quickly lost my joy too. My mother told me that the vehicle fleet had a medical point, which was also a family planning unit. To get an abortion at an outside hospital, you needed a certificate from the clinic, but everyone knew my father had gone to Xiamen. My mother was afraid of dying; she wouldn't dare go to an unlicensed doctor. My excitement about getting pregnant gradually faded, and three months passed in the blink of an eye. My mom's pregnancy was progressing, and she was going to show in three months. She was terribly panicked, and to be honest, I felt things were going to get bad too. Just then, my uncle was hospitalized with gastritis. My mom was desperate, so she called my dad and told him my uncle was critically ill and needed to come back immediately. Women are actually quite clever. My dad and uncle have a good relationship, so he came back without even calling to verify. Once he got back, he only thought that my mom might be overreacting. But he was still in a good mood. Actually, he'd been quite pent up in Xiamen, spending three days there and three nights with my mom, who intentionally didn't let him use a condom. Honestly, I really admire that idea. A week after my dad left, my mom went to the clinic to get a medical slip. The woman at the clinic had a sharp eye; she noticed something. That evening, when she brought the slip to my mom, I overheard her deliberately saying at the door, "You seem to have really gained weight lately; you look like you're several months pregnant even though you've only been pregnant for a short time." My mom could only casually admit she'd gained weight.

With the slip, we were all relieved. That night, for the first time, I found pregnant women quite alluring. I stripped my mom naked and had sex with her. She was over three months pregnant; her breasts were swollen, her nipples were erect, her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and her buttocks were rounder. I released all the pent-up frustration of the past three months. The next day, I accompanied my mom to the hospital, only to learn that there was more bad news waiting for us. My mother's uterus was retroverted, and the hospital was worried that they wouldn't be able to completely remove it, so they told her to wait five or six months until the fetus was bigger and in the middle of the uterus before inducing labor with oxytocin. Otherwise, any remaining tissue could easily become cancerous. My mother was actually quite afraid of dying, so she immediately agreed.

Days passed, and the weather got warmer. My mother's belly grew bigger and bigger. At first, she tried to bind her belly with cloth, but how could people in the caravan hide it so easily? They all started talking about it. Women would often walk by and smile at my mother, saying, "Oh, you've gained weight." My mother could only reply in small talk, "Yes, I've gained weight again." When my mother was over four months pregnant, her breasts were large and swollen, her nipples were erect, and her areolas were protruding. Her waist had also thickened, and her belly was growing bigger and bigger. My mother was already plump with fair skin, and in the sweltering August heat, she could no longer conceal her belly. After hearing so much gossip, she made a snap decision and went out one morning without wrapping herself in a cloth. As soon as she stepped out the door, her bulging belly became the center of attention, and I was a little scared, but my mother pretended not to see it. I thought to myself, Sister Lan was right; when a woman gives up, she can be quite shameless. At lunchtime, while queuing in the cafeteria, my mother stood in the line with her pregnant belly; she was undeniably pregnant.

The queue was full of gossip, and everyone said my mother was definitely pregnant with another man's child, but no one would ever suspect it was mine. One day, while my mother was eating in the cafeteria, she was in line. People passing by kept glancing at her belly. One person leaned over the table and shouted, "Red eggs are served!" My mother pretended not to hear. Her breasts were swollen, and she wasn't wearing a bra. It was summer, and she was wearing thin clothes. I saw a man next to me staring at her breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. These days, I've been indulging in the pleasures of pregnant women. My mother's protruding belly meant I could only use the doggy style. I made my mother bend over as much as possible so I could penetrate her deeply. My glans frequently touched her cervix. A pregnant woman's cervix is closed, like the tip of a nose, making my glans feel itchy. Finally, my mom reached 24 weeks, and her belly was bulging like a drum. She went to the hospital to schedule her surgery and had some checkups first. I waited outside and heard the doctor say, "The fetus is developing well; it's a pity to abort it." Then they used a megaphone to listen to the fetal heartbeat, and I heard my own seed. After the ultrasound, I saw the appointment slip. It had my mom's name on it, 38 years old, enlarged uterus, 24 weeks pregnant, singleton pregnancy, right lateral pregnancies.

The surgery started in the afternoon. They used oxytocin, and my mom's breasts became swollen and started producing milk. The doctor said that after the surgery, she could use medication to stop lactation. I didn't want that. Now my mom was completely my woman, completely at my beck and call. When the doctor came back and learned that my mom only wanted medication and didn't want to stop breastfeeding, he was so surprised he almost dropped his glasses. After the doctor left, I put my hand inside my mom's clothes, grasped her breast, and shook it. It was heavy. My mom pushed my hand away. The nurse saw this and quickly turned her head away. Until it was over, neither the doctor nor the nurse asked me what my relationship with my mom was. A month later, I resumed my sex life with my mom. Often, during intercourse, we would hold each other too tightly and express milk. I would suckle my mother's breasts dry morning and night, but at lunchtime when I was at vocational school, her breasts would swell up like a cow's. She was afraid to touch the table while sitting, and milk would spill out when she walked. Sometimes her chest would be wet, so she had to secretly go to the bathroom to express the milk. Sometimes other women would see her, and no one would say anything, but there would be a lot of gossip when she came out. Several men started hanging around my mother. Two weeks before my father came back, I had my mother use lactation-suppressing medication to stop her milk production. But her breasts had grown quite a bit. As soon as my father came back, he heard the rumors that my mother had gotten pregnant with another man's child while he was away. One day, he locked himself in the door and argued with my mother, asking what she had done. I heard my mother crying and yelling, saying, "You didn't wear a condom those few days, of course it's yours." He had no choice but to quietly ask me if anyone had come to the house. Of course, I said I didn't know. He was even more confused when he heard me say I didn't know. He followed my mother for a few days but found nothing, so he had to give up. However, he changed to a shorter trip.

After holding back for almost a month, I couldn't take it anymore. One day, I bought a bottle of sleeping pills and had my mother put four in his drink. The effect was a bit slow. After drinking the drink, he took my mother to the bedroom as usual and told me to sleep. How could I sleep? I peeked through the crack in the door. Unlike usual, this time he wasn't wearing a condom, but he clearly couldn't perform. He stripped my mother naked, intending to do it from behind, and made her stick her butt out. But his penis wasn't fully erect; it was thicker, but it tilted downwards, unlike mine and Xiao Miao's, which were pointed upwards. He first played with my mother's breasts, then rubbed her genitals, trying to get her wet for easier penetration, but it didn't get wet for a long time. He angrily yelled at my mother, "Your breasts are like balls! You still say you've never been pregnant with a bastard? Did you give birth to one? I'll fuck you to death!" My mother remained silent, her back bent. But his thing didn't work. He rubbed it for a while, then smeared some saliva on his penis and tried to get it to slip on my mother's vulva. It finally became slippery, but he still couldn't penetrate. He spread my mother's buttocks apart with his hands, supported his penis with one hand, aimed, and thrust. Finally, it went in. He started thrusting, but in less than 10 minutes, his body stiffened, and he ejaculated. The drug gradually took effect, and he was exhausted. He collapsed onto the pillow and fell asleep. After he started snoring, my mother came out naked with a nightgown, intending to come to my room as I had asked her to. When she saw me standing outside the door, she was startled, her large breasts jiggling in front of her. I was already hard, and when I touched my mom's genitals, they were still wet. I didn't care if she wiped them off, so I picked her up, took her to my room, threw her on the bed, and pressed myself against her.

That was my first time having anal sex, and it felt completely different. My mom's pubic hair was wet, and my glans slid in easily at the entrance of her vagina. The inside was also much slipperier than when I was alone. I held my mom's waist tightly with one hand and used the other to support her buttocks, inserting deep inside. After a few thrusts, my glans touched something wet. I thrust again, and it was over. The wet thing was pulled aside, making the inside even slipperier. I wasn't satisfied, so I pulled my mom's thighs closer to my waist and inserted even deeper. After thrusting for about ten minutes, my mom reacted, biting her lower lip. I held my mom's fleshy waist tightly and increased the speed of my thrusts. My mom started panting. I moved my hands back to my... With a slight lift from under her buttocks, I thrust in as deep as possible, my glans touching her cervix. This time it went even deeper, penetrating a little further. The opening of her cervix, like a small mouth, enveloped the urethral opening at the tip of my glans. I strained a few times, and my mother made a sound. Afraid that my father would hear, she held it in her throat, her hands gripping the sheets. I knew my mother was close, so I increased my thrusting. My mother gasped for breath, suppressing her moans, her buttocks lifting up on their own, her body arching. Her breasts swelled, her nipples hard and erect, her areolas bulging. Her vagina began to contract rhythmically, as if small hands were squeezing my penis. Her soft belly pressed tightly against mine. I felt hot all over, sweat beading on my back; I was about to ejaculate.

I paused for a moment, remaining deeply inserted without moving, and played with my mother's breasts and buttocks with my hands. My mother relaxed a little, and I started thrusting again, touching her cervix. My mother's body tensed up again. I thrust to the cervix, strained a few times, held my breath, and with a thrust, a large gush of semen shot into my mother's uterus. After the last spurt, I let out a long breath, relaxed my mother, and lay on top of her, panting. My mother also breathed a sigh of relief, her body limp, panting beneath me. My penis began to soften inside her vagina. My mother slowed down, her body still trembling slightly, her vagina still contracting. I lifted my head from beside my mother's ear. She wiped the sweat from my forehead with her hand. I pulled her close and started kissing her. After a while, her body relaxed further, and her vagina stopped contracting. I turned to my side and pulled my penis out. As the head emerged from her vagina, she let out a soft moan. I lay down beside her, and we breathed softly. She turned to her side and buried her head in my chest. I hugged her and patted her bottom. She wriggled playfully. I thought of Xiao Miao again and pinched her bottom. It hurt a little. She looked up and lightly slapped me. I listened for a while, but heard nothing. In another room not far from us, my father was snoring. We lingered for a while longer. Seeing it was almost one o'clock, I patted my mom's round bottom, signaling her to go home. She lingered with me a little longer, then got up, grabbed her pajamas, and quietly slipped away naked.

The next morning, everyone was up. My dad was smoking his usual morning cigarette in the living room, and my mom was wiping the table. I came out, and when my mom saw me, her face flushed slightly, and she immediately lowered her eyelids. I knew it was her first time doing what she'd done the night before, and she was a little embarrassed to meet me in front of my dad. Actually, I was a little embarrassed too. I left without saying a word to her. More than a month later, I went to Lan Jie's place and unexpectedly ran into the same friend who had introduced me to Lan Jie's fellow villager, Yu Xiaomei. He was already married but still liked to patronize prostitutes. He had returned to work as a driver in the fleet. He was very happy to see me, and we took off our clothes and the three of us slept together. I usually called him Lao Pao (Old Gun). He smiled at me and said, "You've gotten Lan Jie too." I said, "It was Yu Jie who introduced us. Lan Jie and I have been lovers for a long time." Lao Pao said, "I didn't realize you were such a player." Lan Jie immediately laughed and said, "I've been a player for a long time." Lao Pao said, "Even if I'm old, I can't beat him. I'm the one who introduced him to Xiao Yu." Then he touched my genitals, laughed, and said, "Why aren't you getting any erections? Are you impotent from letting Lan Jie play with you? Let me go first. You've never had anal sex before, have you? Let me get you excited and make your little brother get erect." Actually, I've already had anal sex with my mom a few times in the past month or so. I didn't say anything, just laughed. Lao Pao, being a shrewd man, immediately exclaimed, "Good lad, you've had your fun, you're improving fast!" Lan Jie, who was being pinned down by him, slapped his butt and said, "You don't know, he's already hooked up with a woman, and she's not even a virgin yet. Before the New Year, he even asked me for tips on how to make her soft." Lao Pao, while thrusting hard into Lan Jie, said, "Great! Since you've already had a series of sex with her, let me have some too. What do women do?

It's more fun to play with virgins." Lan Jie had just said, "It's no fun with virgins," when Lao Pao silenced her with his tongue. Old Pao, panting, rolled off Lan Jie after he'd had his fill of rubbing her. I wasn't feeling particularly aroused and didn't want to do anything; doing so would cost money, and this woman was absolutely certain about that. Old Pao lit a cigarette and asked me if I wanted to have a double round. Lan Jie, who was eating an apple with her bare bottom exposed, saw that I didn't respond and said, "Old Pao, didn't you do wife-swapping before? Let him play with your wife, you two can take turns." Hearing this, I immediately got hard. They both laughed when they saw this, saying, "Looks like this is what interests him." Old Pao and I half-jokingly agreed that I'd play with his wife in a few days. I knew his wife; she worked in the truck crew's canteen. I hadn't noticed how promiscuous she was usually, so I didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just Old Pao's dirty joke. I was currently doing my internship at the truck crew, and Old Pao was in the lead truck. A few days later, during a break from road training with the intern team, Lao Pao showed up. He grinned mischievously and said, "Come to my place after you've finished driving." He turned and left, and watching his retreating figure, I immediately got an erection.

After finishing driving, I went to Lao Pao's house. His house was in a building behind mine. Passing the canteen, I saw his wife, Zhang Qin, sitting at the ticket counter, counting tickets without looking up. When I reached Lao Pao's door, I was still a little puzzled. What was going on? Lao Pao opened the door. After we went inside and sat down, I asked him, "What's up?" "Didn't you miss my wife?" Lao Pao lit a cigarette. I said, "Are you serious, or just playing a trick on me?" Lao Pao didn't say anything more. We started watching TV. Around 7 PM, Lao Pao's wife came home. As soon as she entered, I was sitting in the living room. She glanced at me, lowered her eyelids, placed the steamed buns she was carrying on the table, and went into the inner room. Lao Pao followed her in, and came out a moment later, urging me to eat. I noticed his expression was starting to show excitement. I took a bun and asked him what he was up to. Lao Pao didn't answer, just looked at me with a half-smile. Seeing his growing excitement, I began to understand. I glanced into the inner room; the light was off, and there was no sound. I glanced at Lao Pao again, and I started to feel something. I ate two buns, and Lao Pao ate one.

Neither of us spoke; the only sound was the evening news on the television. I paused for a moment, then looked up at Lao Pao. He wasn't looking at me, seemingly lost in thought, but his face was flushed and his eyes were unfocused. His wife, Zhang Qin, was completely silent in the inner room. I pressed the remote, turning off the TV. The immediate silence in the room made it hard to breathe; I heard Lao Pao's breathing become rapid. I nudged his foot, and he said softly, as if in a daze, "Go." I was a little flustered and said, "She knows." He nodded. I hesitated, then stood up and went to the inner room. The lights weren't on, but I could see Zhang Qin sitting fully clothed on the edge of the bed in the corner of the living room light. I went in, and Lao Pao followed, carrying a glass of water. I saw a blanket already laid out not far from the bed; he sat down on it without a word and placed the water beside him. The room was brightly lit. I started to get excited. I walked over to his wife and put my hand on her shoulder. She didn't look up. I said to Lao Pao, "I really used your wife." He gave a mumbled reply. Zhang Qin was average-looking and had an average figure. If my mother's breasts were basketballs, hers were probably volleyballs. Although it wasn't the first time I'd slept with a woman in front of others, this was the first time I'd done it in front of her husband's wife, and I knew her; I often saw her in the cafeteria.

I put one hand on her shoulder, unsure of what to do. Zhang Qin kept her head down and didn't say a word. After a while, I started to feel it. I glanced at Lao Pao; he was sitting in the shadows, leaning against the wall. I leaned down and hugged his wife, feeling her breathing quicken. I stopped thinking and pulled her onto the bed. I reached inside her clothes and started touching her. She was thinner than my mother, but still quite curvy. I fumbled for her bra and started kneading her breasts. They were smaller than my mother's, but the nipples were about the same size. I pinched them, and Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, pressing her legs together. Lao Pao sat there watching without moving. I ignored him and pressed myself against Zhang Qin, kissing her face. Zhang Qin didn't move much, just passively letting me do as I pleased, which gave me a kind of pleasure. I became truly excited, lowered my head and took her tongue into my mouth, one hand around her waist, the other inside her pants. Her pubic hair was quite thick, similar to my mother's, but her labia weren't as thick. Parting her labia, I felt her clitoris, slightly smaller than my mother's. With a gentle pinch, Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, her thighs clamping together, her body arching. I spread her legs apart with my own and continued to play with her clitoris with my fingers. She started to get wet, her body writhing. I held her tongue tightly in my mouth, and she mumbled incoherently, her hands involuntarily pushing against mine, her buttocks twisting as she tried to escape. Seeing that it was enough, I pushed down, pulling her pants off. Old Pao let out another groaning sound. I quickly took off my clothes and pressed myself against Zhang Qin; my weight excited her even more. I spread her legs apart, pressing my penis against her labia, which were already wet. I was getting it faster than my mother. I didn't rush to penetrate her, but rubbed my penis up and down against her labia, making her even wetter. I started to unbutton her top, took off her bra, and nuzzled her breasts with my mouth. Her soft breasts and erect nipples rubbed against my face. I put one of her nipples in my mouth, licked it for a while, and gently bit it a few times with my teeth. Zhang Qin started to moan.

I spread her legs wider and began to search for her vaginal opening with the head of my penis. Zhang Qin's moans grew louder, and my penis slid in halfway. Zhang Qin let out a soft moan and bent her legs. I thrust forward, penetrating deep inside and began to pump. As our movements became faster and faster, Zhang Qin's breathing became more and more rapid, and Lao Pao began to twist his body, breathing heavily as he started to take off his clothes one by one. I thrust hard a few times deep inside Zhang Qin's vagina, and Zhang Qin swayed her head from side to side, groaning uncontrollably. Lao Pao was now naked, lying on the blanket, his penis fully erect. I also lost control, tightly gripping Zhang Qin's waist and thrusting into her deeply with force. Zhang Qin desperately shook her head, crying out "Ah, ah," her hands tightly holding my neck. My buttocks twitched violently, I couldn't control myself anymore. I took a deep breath and thrust my penis deep inside her. My scrotum and buttocks tightened, and a gush of hot fluid gushed out from her urethra. Zhang Qin felt the heat deep inside her body, cried out, her body tensed, and she hugged my neck, refusing to let go.

After the semen gushed out, I let out a breath, relaxed completely, and panted heavily. Zhang Qin also panted and slowly relaxed. I noticed that her vagina didn't have the contraction that my mother had. At this moment, Lao Pao hummed softly, stopped looking at us, lay back, and began to rapidly stroke his penis up and down with one hand, his eyes closed, mouth half-open, head tilted back. My penis slowly went limp inside Zhang Qin's vagina. I rolled over and pulled it out. Zhang Qin lay there motionless, limp. I breathed softly, lying on my side beside her, watching Lao Pao. Lao Pao didn't look at anything, just rapidly stroking his penis and then rubbing his scrotum with his other hand. After a while, Lao Pao suddenly grunted, his body contracting forcefully, arching upwards like a gold ingot. His hand moved up and down his penis a few more times, then abruptly stopped. A large gush of semen spurted from his urethra, shooting out several times. Lao Pao let out a long breath, released his penis, and collapsed to the ground. His slanted penis slowly went limp, falling against his thighs. The large pool of semen on his lower abdomen flowed down his stomach and onto the blanket. After a while, he slowly turned to his side, picked up a cup, drank a few sips of water, and then fell asleep. Zhang Qin didn't move either. I lay on my back beside her and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was almost 11 o'clock, and they were no longer in the bedroom. I went into the living room and saw Lao Pao sitting there watching TV, while his wife was lying on the sofa, swinging her legs and cracking sunflower seeds.

Lao Pao saw me come out and gestured for me to sit down, while Zhang Qin continued eating her sunflower seeds without much reaction. Lao Pao put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Brother, how's my wife?" I smiled and said, "Not bad." We both laughed. After a while, Lao Pao said, "I've already let you play with my wife, we're like brothers, when are you going to let me have a taste of your woman?" Zhang Qin laughed heartily beside him. Lao Pao saw I hesitated a bit and didn't say anything more, continuing to watch TV. After a while, Zhang Qin suddenly turned around and said, "Whose child is your mother carrying, that bastard?" I was stunned, not expecting her to ask that. I said, "What bastard? I don't know anything about that." Before I finished speaking, the couple immediately burst into laughter. Old Pao had only recently returned and hadn't witnessed the events of the past, only heard about them. Zhang Qin said, "I see your mom in the cafeteria every day. Her belly is getting bigger every day. Who could she possibly be hiding it from?" I said, "It seems she told people it was my dad who got pregnant those few days ago." Zhang Qin laughed even harder and said, "Look at that belly, she's probably five or six months along. Does she think we're stupid?" Old Pao immediately perked up, pestering me to tell him who had been to my house. I hesitated for a while, saying it was too late and I wanted to leave. Seeing that I was about to leave, Old Pao looked disappointed. At this moment, Zhang Qin, who had been silent all along, suddenly said quietly, "Could it be yours?" I'm actually not good at lying, especially when asked so bluntly like this woman. I immediately paused for a moment and then laughed. Old Pao's eyes widened instantly, and Zhang Qin stopped eating her melon seeds and sat up straight on the sofa. I nodded. The couple paused for a moment, then Lao Pao became so excited his face turned red, and he gasped for breath, while Zhang Qin burst into loud laughter. Lao Pao was so anxious he was almost stuttering, begging me to agree to let him and my mother have sex once, while Zhang Qin frantically encouraged him from the side. It was almost 1 a.m., and I was so tired from using so much effort on Zhang Qin earlier, I finally said, "Okay, okay." Lao Pao was so excited he almost knelt down, while Zhang Qin rushed up to me with a burst of passion, rubbing against me and murmuring, "A man, a real man."

When I got home, I heard my dad snoring from the bedroom. Lying in bed, I remembered how Xiao Miao used to ride on my mother, and now it was Lao Pao again. I gradually became excited again.

The next morning, I got up. He was already gone. My mom was wiping the table. I looked at her from behind for a while, thought of Lao Pao, and got excited. I hugged her from behind. My mom said, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to school? I have to go to work." I didn't say anything and started making moves. When I carried her to my bed, she struggled and used her phone to ask for leave, then I pinned her down, unable to speak. After we were done, my mom got up, wiping herself with tissue, and took out some birth control pills. After my dad came back from Xiamen, the rumors, my mom's swollen breasts, and her still-growing belly and waistline made him certain that he had been cuckolded, but he couldn't do anything about it. He probably felt it was too unfair, so he stopped using condoms. My mom taking birth control pills was no longer something to hide. I stared at my mother's naked, fleshy body, still unable to say anything. I decided to wait for another opportunity.

These past few days, Lao Pao has been wound up like a spring, incredibly attentive to me. Several times when he saw my mother in the yard, he was like a dog seeing meat, his mouth practically watering, his eyes following her every move until she turned away, then he seemed to snap out of it, swallowing hard and reluctantly looking away. When my mother was getting food at the cafeteria, Zhang Qin sat at the window, seemingly oblivious, handing out tickets with a bored expression. She did the same when she saw me, as if nothing had happened that day. Good heavens, this was the second time a woman had surprised me since my mother became pregnant. Lao Pao clung to me like a dog begging for food. I was truly at a loss. I was worried that if I let him go, he would tell Sister Lan, and then I wouldn't be able to control himself. That afternoon, road training finally ended, and I had nowhere to go, so I walked around until I reached Lao Pao's house. He hadn't come to work today, so he should be home. I saw him squatting at the door from afar. I went over and tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up, and I smiled at him and said, "What are you doing, squatting here while your wife rests inside?" He smiled but didn't say anything. I said, "Come inside," but he didn't move. He lit a cigarette and said, "It'll be a while." A thought struck me, and I asked him what was wrong. He paused for a moment, looked around, stood up, and whispered in my ear, "The team leader is inside." I was shocked, and suddenly understood why he was able to come to the team to drive. Old Pao said, "What's the big deal? The captain's slept with every woman in the team. We used to think it was him who got your mom pregnant. When are you going to let me sleep with your mom? I'm going crazy!" Just then, the door opened, and the captain came out. He saw me outside, paused for a moment, then walked away nonchalantly, not even glancing at Old Pao. I didn't go in; Zhang Qin was probably paralyzed inside right now. Old Pao stared intently at me as he walked away, and I had a bad feeling. Two

days later, Old Pao suddenly came to find me, a wicked grin on his face, and said, "The captain's inviting you to dinner." I immediately understood everything. When we arrived at Tiandi Chun Restaurant in front of the fleet, the captain was sitting in a private room. I sat down silently beside him, listening to Lao Pao and the team leader's banter. I just ate, waiting for him to speak. I knew my mom was definitely going to get away this time, but I also wanted something in return. Sure enough, after a while, the team leader turned around, hooked his arm around my shoulder, and said bluntly, "You've got guts. I've been missing your mom, Accountant Xu, for more than just a day or two. Give me my wish." I didn't move, smiled, and said, "Let me be the dispatcher." The team leader immediately burst into laughter, patted my shoulder, and turned to Lao Pao, saying, "You've got guts, you've got guts! Okay, one sentence: you can be the dispatcher's assistant first. It's easy and pays well, how about it?" As I was leaving, I told the team leader, "My dad's on short-distance runs now, I haven't had a proper workout in months." The team leader nodded with a half-smile and said, "Tomorrow he'll be on long-distance runs."

That evening, my dad came home and immediately berated the team leader for being heartless. I knew what was going on. I glanced at my mom; she looked pleased. The next day at noon, my dad set off. In the afternoon, I was watching TV when my mom came home from get off work, carrying a lot of cooked food. She put it down and sat down next to me, clinging to me like a couple who had just been separated. That night, after we finished, my mom took her medicine and went to sleep. I watched her sleeping soundly beside me, but I couldn't sleep; I still didn't know how to start the conversation. Two days later, I went to the dispatch room. The dispatcher looked at me and said, "I heard you were coming to the dispatch room. You're lucky!" I smiled. Just then, a big, fat man came in and slumped into a chair, like a walrus lying on the beach. I looked up and saw it was the team leader. After I left, the team leader tilted his head and said to me, "You've been busy these past two days, haven't you? I've been quite free." I laughed and said, "Let the team leader be busy tomorrow too." He immediately became happy, patted me on the shoulder, and left.

Today is Saturday, the day the team leader is coming over. According to the old man, the team leader is supposed to open the door for my mom. The night before, I had Zhang Qin come over. My mom was a little surprised to see her, wondering what was going on. After dinner, Zhang Qin cheerfully pulled my mom into my room. I listened, and although there didn't seem to be much noise inside, I knew that Zhang Qin was talking to my mom. Only ten minutes later, I heard Zhang Qin laughing hysterically inside. The door opened, Zhang Qin came out, smiled at me, and said, "Tomorrow we'll have your mom's wedding candy," then turned and left. After she left, I went into my room. My mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, her head down, her face a little pale. She looked up at me, and I smiled and said, "It's nothing, just playing around." My mother said, "They don't know any better. What if things get out of hand?" I said, "We take turns playing. Who would say anything? The team leader said you'll see when you've had your fun. There are plenty of people playing." My mother said fiercely, "You're all inhuman, and you're even less human. I got pregnant for you, and you still let people bully me." Although my mother was reluctant, she had no other choice. I think things are much simpler when women communicate.

My mother was often absent-minded this morning, and so was I. I felt a little regretful and a little worried, but I didn't want it to end. This conflicting feeling continued. As it approached two o'clock, my mother became increasingly restless. Before two o'clock even arrived, the doorbell rang, and my mother's face immediately turned pale. She sat motionless on the sofa. When I opened the door, Zhang Qin and the team leader came in. Zhang Qin immediately began laughing and talking loudly, then pulled my mother into my room. The team leader sat down, smoking and talking to me. My mind was a bit muddled, and I didn't hear what he was saying, but I noticed his pants were bulging. After a while, Zhang Qin came out and said to the team leader, "Hurry up, they're waiting. Don't be too naughty." As she spoke, she sat on my lap. I watched the team leader go in, and then I heard a heavy thud from my bed. My heart jumped; I thought it must be him sitting next to my mother. I was only focused on listening to what was happening inside, and didn't pay much attention to Zhang Qin at the moment. Seeing that I didn't move, Zhang Qin smiled, as if she had expected it, and lay down beside me, staring at the ceiling. I heard the team leader talking to my mother, followed by the sound of clothes rubbing together, and my mother quietly pushing him away. I stood up and peeked out. The team leader was hunched over, one hand around my mother's shoulder, the other hand inside her clothes, groping around. My mother's face was flushed, and she frantically grabbed the team leader's hand. The team leader turned to look at me, smiled, then turned back to hug my mother tightly, kissing her haphazardly on the face, his hand moving even harder. My mother struggled quietly, trying to push the hand away forcefully. The team leader, panting, turned to me and said, "Your mom's got some meat on her bones. I've been eyeing her for a while now." My mom looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear. I shrank back, and then I heard the bed creak heavily. I looked again and saw the team leader had pushed my mom down onto the bed.

Just then, Zhang Qin pulled me from behind, laughing and saying, "What are you looking at? Don't interrupt their performance." Hearing this, the team leader immediately intensified his efforts, grabbing both of my mom's hands together with one hand and lifting them above her head. My mom cried out in pain, and the team leader said, "Be good, it won't hurt." With his other hand, he tore open my mom's shirt. I turned around and sat on the sofa. Zhang Qin leaned on my shoulder, laughing softly, and said, "What's wrong? Feeling sorry for her?" I smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Zhang Qin grabbed my penis and laughed, saying, "Don't you feel bad? Why is your penis so soft?" Then she shouted loudly inside, "Be gentle! It hurts!" The team leader laughed loudly inside, and the sounds of the bed became even louder. After a while, I pushed Zhang Qin away and stood up to look inside. My mother's top had been pulled open, her bra was hanging up, and her breasts were exposed. The team leader's one hand was still tightly gripping both of my mother's hands, while his other hand was groping my mother's upper body. His mouth was tightly covering my mother's mouth, pressing her deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of disheveled hair sticking out. After groping for a while, the team leader's hand went down and into my mother's pants. My mother immediately let out a muffled cry and raised her thighs together. The team leader turned around and saw me watching. He panted and said, "Your mom's pretty strong." With that, he pulled down my mom's pants halfway down. Just then, Zhang Qin appeared from behind, grabbed my mom's pant legs, and yanked them off completely. Zhang Qin immediately burst into laughter. My mom was now naked. The team leader released my mom, and while undressing himself, said to Zhang Qin, "Accountant Xu is much stronger than you." Zhang Qin covered her mouth and giggled. My mom, naked, curled up in a ball, not looking at anyone, her hair disheveled, her arms tightly crossed over her chest. The team leader, naked, revealed his large belly, his penis thick and erect. She asked me, "Is mine bigger or yours?"

I said, "Of course the captain's is bigger." The captain laughed and asked, "Have you seen your dad's? Whose is bigger?" I laughed, and Zhang Qin excitedly shouted, "Of course the captain's is bigger!" The captain patted Zhang Qin's head and said, "Come here and suck on it." Zhang Qin knelt down and sucked on the glans. After sucking for a while, the captain looked at my mother, who was naked on the bed, pushed Zhang Qin away, climbed onto the bed, pulled my mother over, and pinned her down. Zhang Qin watched excitedly as the captain pressed his buttocks down and inserted his penis into my mother's vagina, hugging me and saying, "Let's do it." My penis was still soft, and when Zhang Qin touched it, she immediately felt a little disappointed. The team leader started thrusting vigorously. Zhang Qin, watching, said to me, "Your mom's really plump, her breasts are all round." Without turning around, the team leader shouted, "Shut your mouth!" Zhang Qin immediately fell silent, just staring. The team leader thrust in and out, and my mom's head bobbed up and down with the rhythm. After a while, the team leader rubbed my mom's breasts with his hands, pinched her nipple with three fingers and pulled it upwards, muttering, "Fat, really fat."

My mother's face started to turn red because we were all watching. She closed her eyes awkwardly, but her breathing became rapid. I knew she was starting to feel it. After a few more thrusts, my mother started to moan. The captain heard this and immediately increased his efforts. My mother's hands began to grip the sheets. I knew it was almost over. At this moment, the captain gasped and cried out, "Oh, oh, it's contracting, it's contracting!" The contractions of my mother's vagina excited the captain to the extreme. The veins on his forehead bulged, and large beads of sweat appeared on his back. Suddenly, the captain thrust forcefully a few times, hugging my mother tightly, pressing his penis deep inside. He let out a groan, his body stiffening and ceasing its movements. I looked down; the captain's penis was fully inserted into my mother's vagina, his scrotum throbbing rhythmically. I knew he was ejaculating inside her. After ejaculating, the captain let out a long breath, then thrust into my mother for a while longer before releasing her with satisfaction, turning over and pulling his penis out. My mother, after being released, covered her face and turned to the other side. The captain panted for a moment, patted my mother's buttocks, and said, "That was amazing." Then he laughed at Zhang Qin, saying, "More flavorful than you, you know how to pull back." He turned my mother around and waved for Zhang Qin and me to leave. I knew he wanted to relive those moments. Zhang Qin and I sat on the sofa outside, and Zhang Qin asked me, "Where does your mom shrink?" I nodded.

The bed inside creaked intermittently. The team leader seemed to have talked to my mom for a while; from the sounds, I could tell my mom was gradually becoming more comfortable. I didn't want to do anything, so Zhang Qin lay on top of me, and we turned on the TV. The team leader and my mom stayed in there, cuddling until almost 6 PM. The team leader came out wearing one of my mom's undergarments. Zhang Qin giggled, "Congratulations, congratulations, the groom is here!" The team leader laughed and told Zhang Qin to go out and buy groceries. Zhang Qin went out. The team leader wasn't wearing much, just one of my mom's undergarments, and sat opposite me, calling for my mom to come out. My mom came out wearing the undergarment, and the team leader shouted, "I told you to come out naked! What are you wearing? Take it off!" My mom immediately took off her clothes and sat naked in the team leader's lap. He hugged my mom and we chatted idly. Seeing my mom naked and nestled in his arms like a rabbit, I felt a pang of unease. The team leader casually patted my mom's body and said to me, "Your mom's usually pretty tight-fitting, but today she's really enjoying herself." He then squeezed my mom's breasts and said, "You've made your mom's breasts so big, you're a month along, is it a boy or a girl?" I said, "It's a boy." The team leader nodded, "Good job, good job. If my son had your skills, I'd let him sleep with his mom."

Zhang Qin came back, bringing a lot of groceries, saying it was for the team leader's wedding. While eating, the team leader hugged my mom and said, "Give me one too," and my mom immediately smiled. After dinner, the team leader carried my mother back into my parents' bedroom. Zhang Qin and I slept in my room. Hearing the sounds starting up again over there, I got a feeling and took advantage of Zhang Qin. The next morning, the team leader and my mother waited until Lao Pao knocked on the door before getting up. The two of them were so affectionate, they looked like a married couple. I let go of Zhang Qin and got up to open the door for Lao Pao. Lao Pao heard my mother and the team leader getting up inside and said, "The team leader is an expert at opening doors. Now your mother will let you in too." At this moment, the team leader came out, and Lao Pao immediately rushed over and said, "Congratulations, congratulations! The team leader opened the door. When can I come in?" The team leader gave a curt look and said, "I'll play for two days, then you can talk to me." Lao Pao chuckled and went into my room to find his wife. They didn't leave until noon, because my dad had finished his shift and was coming back that afternoon. After they left, my mom went back to her bedroom and lay down on the bed, fully clothed. I went in and asked her how it went. My mom turned over and didn't say anything.

In the afternoon, my dad came back. Apart from finding a lot of leftovers in the kitchen, he didn't notice anything else. After I had given her a few nights of "after-sex" in the past few days, my mom was quite composed.

That night, I heard some noise over there again and couldn't help but chuckle to myself.

The next morning, I was standing in the parking lot while my dad was washing the car when the team leader came over and patted my dad on the shoulder. My dad turned around and asked, "What's making you so happy?" The team leader smiled, glanced at me, and said, "You're a groom now."

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