Sexual encounters with my wife that provoke my brother-in-law (10)

Continuing from the last time, after reminiscing about my cousin, let me talk about myself. I have a brother, my younger brother is much smaller. My mother is tall, with large breasts, a large bottom, and a thick waist; she used to be a typical middle-aged woman. My parents used to work in a state-owned factory. My brother and I lived with our grandparents in the village and went to school there, not too far away. During winter and summer vacations, we would go to the factory for three or four months each year. The factory assigned us a dormitory. I won't go into details about my childhood, but I remember clearly from when I was eight or nine to sixteen or seventeen. Let me just mention some important things. When my dad and brother weren't around, I often spied on my mother. Back then, conditions were simple; there were no toilets in the dormitory, so we had to go to the factory's public toilet. We didn't have water at home either; we had to carry water from the tap to our dormitory. There was a small bucket in the corner of the wall by the door, and my mother urinated there. She never seemed to mind for years, but I was old enough to understand and continued doing it. I was used to it until I was sixteen or seventeen. I would watch TV at that table, and my mom would squat down in the corner, right in front of me, and urinate. Her two white, round, and big buttocks were barely covered by that little tube. After she finished urinating, she would lift her buttocks up and wiggle them a few times. Later, when we took showers, they built a makeshift cooking shed under the eaves of our house and brought the water to shower in that shed. I often peeked at my mom showering through the glass window of our room. When I got a little older, the room, which originally had one bed, was later fitted with two. One summer, every night my mom would fill a basin with water and add some hot water to the thermos. After we went to sleep, she would take off her pants and... My pants, my whole butt, were squatting in that basin, touching and washing for several minutes. Then I turned off the lights and went to sleep. Not long after, I would hear slapping and sizzling sounds. That was what I saw and heard most often. My younger brother was in elementary school and didn't have a bicycle, so I would ride my bicycle to my parents' place at the factory on Saturdays or Sundays whenever I had nothing to do. Later, I knew that whenever my mom brought in a basin of water from outside while we were sleeping, I knew what was going to happen that night. Anyway, my mom didn't moan; she just made "uh-huh" sounds. I remember one time my dad went to Fujian to buy things and didn't come back for eight or nine days. My mom asked me to stay with her for a few nights because my dad was away on a business trip. I was in the second year of junior high school that year. My mom told me to go to bed early, and I knew what she was up to tonight. I pretended to be asleep and overheard her whispering that she missed me terribly after so many days. It was summer, and I wasn't wearing much. The big fan was blowing, and the lights were still on when it was time to sleep. I saw my mom lying naked on the bed, waiting for my dad to come up. My dad rarely went on business trips, and my mom, in her thirties or forties, was in her prime. I hadn't been lying down long when they started. Even though the lights were off, I could still make out her outline. The bed didn't creak, but I heard kissing sounds. They were playing 69. After about 20 minutes, they finished. After wiping with tissues, my mom went to pee without putting on any clothes, and my dad lit a cigarette by the bedside. The two beds were very close together, with only a mosquito net hanging between them. It had been 20 minutes since the lights were off, and my eyes could see more clearly. My mom had finished peeing, and my dad was smoking by the bed. With the fan blowing, Mom didn't get into bed but squatted on the floor whispering to Dad. I could hear her saying she wasn't satisfied and wanted to do it again. Then the kissing sounds started again, and this time I could see it more clearly. Mom was squatting on the floor giving Dad oral sex, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. She did it for several minutes, and then, probably preparing to start, Mom came over to me, opened the mosquito net, and I immediately pretended to be asleep. I knew Mom touched my face, shook my shoulder, and whispered her name a couple of times, but I pretended to be asleep and didn't answer. When Mom saw I was asleep, she went to Mom and Dad's side. They turned on the small bedside lamp, and Mom sat on the edge of the bed with her legs spread, while Dad squatted on the floor, looking at Mom's genitals, giving her oral sex and whispering. I'll never forget that scene, Mom's position. Her two large breasts were spread wide apart, and the small lamp shone clearly between her legs. Every now and then, Dad would use his hands to pry open Mom's genitals, making it very clear. Thinking about that scene now still excites me. My gentle mother had another side... (To be continued)

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