Gentle Mom (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

Chapter 1

I always thought that my mother was a very calm woman, with family and work as her only concern. As time went by, although the years slowly crept up on her eyebrows, she was still a beautiful woman.

Since I was a child, I prefer to be with my mother, because she is very gentle. She pats me gently to sleep while I snuggle in her arms. That is the happiest time of my life. But those happiness have remained in my childhood memories, life will never be so beautiful.

My father is an honest man. Nowadays, an honest man means the same thing as a coward. A few years ago, the factory went bankrupt and most of the workers were laid off. My father managed to keep his job with the help of his comrade-in-arms, Uncle Zheng, who had become the director of the Personnel Department of the Textile Bureau. My family is just like many ordinary Chinese families in the world. There is occasional sweetness in the bitterness, but most of the things in life are not as we wish.

My mother wasn't doing too well at her workplace. Being in her early forties was an awkward age for a woman working in a business. She wants to keep doing this, but her age is not yet at the protection line. However, young people come to the company to report one after another, and the current family situation does not allow her to sell her years of service, because I will also be going to college next year. My mother has to work very hard. Her bright smile is less common than before. Although I am growing up, I still like to see my mother's smiling face.

When I was in primary school, my mother didn’t work in the office she works in now. She was just a warehouse keeper in a low-level valuables warehouse. At that time, I kept hearing my mother say to me, “Son, you must study hard. You see, I went to study after giving birth to you. Now I don’t have to work in the workshop. Son, do you want to be like me?”

At that time, when I looked at the uncles and aunts who were doing physical labor in the workshops or other jobs, I admired my mother to the extreme. Because she continued her studies actively after giving birth to me and finally obtained a college diploma.

The small warehouse where my mother worked was her own world, as the goods in that warehouse were only used when producing some of the highest-end products, so few people came here normally. In addition, my mother was one of the few college students at the time, so the leader asked her to manage the warehouse when there was no seat for her. I was still young at that time and there was no one at home to take care of me, so my mother often took me with her. My boss also turned a blind eye and pretended not to know. I had a small bed of my own in the small warehouse.

My little bed was at the innermost part of the warehouse, behind some goods on the ground. I could barely see my mother's desk through the gaps between the sparse goods. After school at noon, I went to my mother's workplace to eat, and then went to sleep on my little bed. However, I didn't expect that I would see something I could never have imagined on this little bed. That incident had a profound impact on my life, and to this day I will never forget what I saw and heard.

I remember it was summer vacation, one Saturday noon, I was sleeping in my little bed, dreaming about going to college, but my dream was broken by a loud noise. The first words I heard when I woke up were my mother's very low voice.

"Oh no, my son is awake."

What's wrong with that? I couldn't help but think. Just as I was about to answer my mother, I heard another man's voice.

"No, listen, there is no sound. Let me take a look." As he said that, a figure stood up.

I didn’t know what was going on at the time, but I instinctively closed my eyes and continued pretending to sleep. I opened my eyes only a little, but I saw that the chair where my mother used to sit was gone, and in its place was a cardboard box on the floor. My mother's black high-heeled shoes had been taken off and placed in a mess under the table. Next to her shoes was a pair of men's leather shoes, and standing on the ground were two pairs of feet wearing socks.

At this time, the man sat down with my mother again. After I made sure that they could not see me, I opened my eyes again and looked at the two men through the goods.

The man held my mother and sat on the cardboard on the ground. He was a fat man older than my mother, and his head was a little bald. He gently parted my mother's shoulder-length wavy hair and kissed her ear with his tongue. My mother moved forward to avoid him, but the man's hands held my mother's head firmly. The expression on my mother's face was not one of disgust, but rather a smile that was not a smile. I had no idea what they were doing at the time, but my intuition made me curious.

The man put his hands on the buttons of my mother's white translucent shirt, unbuttoned the top button, and put his hand inside. I only saw his hand moving inside my mother's clothes. My mother's face seemed to be in pain, with an expression I had never seen before.

"Qiuying, how is it? Are you comfortable?" the man said to my mother.

"Keep your voice down. Don't wake up my son." The mother tilted her head back, put her arms around the man's neck, and covered his mouth with hers.

I remember that time, when there were kissing scenes on TV, I asked if I could do that with my mother, she smiled and hugged me and said that I couldn't do that with her, not with anyone except my father. But why is she doing it with someone else now?

The man's right hand was groping inside my mother's clothes, and his left hand was unbuttoning her lower body buttons one by one. After all the buttons were unbuttoned, he used both hands to pull open the sides of my mother's shirt, revealing her flesh-colored bra. He then took off my mother's shirt, leaving only her bra on her upper body.

At that time, I followed my mother to eat placenta and ginseng. These things really had a strong stimulating effect on my growth. My penis could erect when I was very young. When I looked at my mother like this, my little penis had already become hard. At this time, the man stood up and quickly took off his shirt and trousers. There was a big package of things in his underwear; my mother sat on the cardboard with her legs half bent. She unbuttoned her skirt with her backhand and pulled down the zipper.

At this time, the man had also sat down. He hugged my mother and helped her slowly take off the yellow skirt from her waist. He gently stroked my mother's thighs, which were still wearing flesh-colored pantyhose. He put his hand on my mother's buttocks, and touched inside the buttocks of the pantyhose, and stretched out his tongue to kiss my mother's naked shoulders. He stretched out his teeth and bit my mother's flesh-colored bra strap, pulling it from her shoulders to her arms. My mother automatically cooperated by slowly pulling her pantyhose down from her waist. She was wearing a small pair of panties of the same color underneath.

At this time, the bra straps on both sides of my mother had been taken off, and I could clearly see my mother's breasts exposed, two large white bumps.

"Qiuying, come here, move a little, let me take off your panties." The man took off my mother's panties, and my mother's hand pressed on the bulge under the man.

"Hurry up, my son may wake up at any time," the mother said to the man.

The man listened, unbuttoned my mother's bra, pushed her down on the cardboard, rested his half-bald head on her chin, held her plump breasts in his hands, and sucked her breasts into his mouth, making sucking sounds.

"Oh... so good! God, be gentle, be gentle... my son can hear it!" Mom said to the man while moaning softly.

"Okay. Hmm... so fragrant and sweet!" the man replied vaguely.

While the man was sucking on my mother's breast, he was holding and playing with the other breast; my mother held his head with both hands, rubbed her feet on his thighs, half raised her body, and while holding the man's neck with one hand, she reached out with the other hand to the man's penis, which was still wrapped in his underwear, and stroked the bulge with her slender fingers.

At this time, the man couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled his underwear down, revealing a murderous cock that was much bigger than mine at the time. My mother lay completely flat on the cardboard, waiting quietly. The man's fat body pressed on her white body, and he held his penis and wanted to enter her lower body.

At that time, I knew what was going on. I thought the man was so stupid. He had been tossing and turning on my mother for a long time but was still the same. My mother opened her eyes, which were originally closed. She looked at the man and smiled softly. I like to see my mother's smile the most. My mother's smile is so sweet!

At this time, my mother supported her whole body with one elbow, and she raised her arms wide open, ready to press them on herself. One hand held the man's penis and placed it underneath, shouting, "Come in!" The man thrust his waist forward, and the two men's waists came together.

At this time, the man pressed on my mother again. My mother supported the man's body with her head and put her head on the man's chest. She stretched out her tongue and licked the man's nipples. After licking, she sucked and then gently bit them with her teeth. The man supported himself on the ground with his hands and pushed his waist hard against my mother. Although he was very careful, the sound of their bodies colliding was still clearly audible.

The mother sucked on one side and then on the other side, switching sides continuously. The man's nipple was covered with the mother's saliva.

"Wu Qiuying, your oral skills are great! Ah, be gentle, don't bite so hard." The man called my mother's name, pulled her head away, and pressed her completely on the cardboard.

He held his mother's head with one hand and pressed his big mouth on her mouth again, and with his other hand he picked up one of her legs from the bottom. At this time, I saw his big cock appearing and disappearing under my mother from time to time...

My mother held the man's neck with one hand and put her mouth together with his. They both tilted their heads from time to time, and their tongues would either go in my mouth or enter his mouth. The man's hand was still pressing on my mother's breast, gently holding it, and my mother's fingers with long nails were circling the man's nipples.

Anyway, I didn't know what they were doing, but the two of them just kept this posture, except that their waists kept moving. I don’t know how much time had passed before I started to feel sleepy again.

At this time, the man let go of my mother's legs and loosened his mouth.

"You are so strong. Can you hurry up? It's time to go to work in half an hour." Mom said softly.

After hearing this, the man reached behind him and said, "Qiu Ying, wrap your legs around my waist."

My mother obediently wrapped her legs around the man's waist and hugged him even tighter. My mother held the man's armpits. Both of them were sweating all over, and the cardboard on the ground was also wet.

The man's original mechanical movements changed, and at this time intermittent moans came out of my mother's mouth, like the sound of some pain in the body, but I didn't feel that this sound was painful at all, but it was particularly gentle and very comfortable to listen to. That gentle moan was like the sound of nature, and I will never forget it in my life. Many years later, I also had a woman and heard this kind of sound, but none of them was as fascinating as the one I heard coming from my mother's mouth that time.

The man pressed down hard, then pulled it out high, moving like this on my mother. After doing this for more than a hundred times, my mother, who was originally holding the man's hands and crossing his legs, exerted more force. After a few times, her whole body relaxed. At this time, the man was still pressing on my mother's body, moving non-stop. After more than thirty strokes, he leaned forward and pressed his whole body on my mother again. When the man pushed forward, my mother let out a soft cry again, and the two of them hugged each other tightly, breathing heavily.

After a few minutes, the two stood up. My mother wiped her lower body with paper, and the man asked my mother to help him wipe it. My mother did so. After they put on their clothes, they sat on my mother's chair and touched each other for a while. Then the man left quietly.

At this time, I heard the sound of my mother's high heels walking towards me and putting down the cardboard boxes. I deliberately turned around, wiped my eyes and told my mother about my dream. At this time, my mother was already dressed and she still looked so beautiful.

Chapter 2

Time passed day by day, and I went from elementary school to the first year of high school. During this period, I experienced a lot of hardships and joys, but none of them left me with particularly deep memories.

That afternoon, I came home from self-study class at school and found that someone had returned home. I looked on the sofa and saw my mother's purse, but my mother was not in the living room. However, there was no sound in the kitchen. I didn't know if my mother came to my room to help me clean up my things, because there were a few pornographic comics on my desk that I borrowed from my classmates. I poked my head into my room, but my mother was still not there.

I felt strange. Then I heard a noise coming from my mother's room. I tiptoed towards her room. There was a tiny crack in the room. I looked inside and saw my mother sleeping on the bed and talking on the phone.

"Really? Really? Don't lie to me!" Mom was laughing while talking on the phone and didn't even notice that I came home.

Mom was still wearing her work clothes, a light purple coat with a vest of the same color underneath. Her huge breasts were pressed against the slightly narrow vest, and her pink knee-length skirt was rolled up because she was sleeping in bed. The slits on both sides allowed me to see her beautiful legs more clearly. I could say that her entire thighs were exposed.

While she was talking on the phone, she kept smiling and rubbing her legs. Her legs in flesh-colored stockings looked extremely attractive. A pair of flesh-colored high-heeled leather shoes with a cross were casually lying on the ground. My mother was holding the phone in one hand and stroking her thigh with the other hand. That look made me a little dazed.

"No, maybe not tonight. My son is at home and I can't leave!" Mom turned the topic to me, and of course I paid attention. But the following words are a little different.

"What, my husband? He's on a business trip and not here. It's really not possible!" Mom continued.

At this moment, I couldn’t help but think of the scene in the comic book that my classmate lent me where a wife had an affair. Could it be that my mother... ?

My mother was still talking, but I was no longer listening to what she was saying. At this moment, I remembered a scene that happened many years ago, so I decided to see what my mother was doing. I walked into the hall, threw my schoolbag loudly onto the sofa, and then immediately ran to my mother's room. My mother looked at me as I entered her room with a somewhat panicked expression.

"Mom, I have an appointment with my classmates to play ball at school. Hurry up and cook. I will leave after eating." I said to my mother.

My mother hadn't hung up the phone yet. She nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Without waiting for my mother to finish speaking, I walked out of the room and closed the door. I immediately turned on the speakerphone in my room and listened to what my mother said.

"My son is back, I need to cook." Mom wanted to hang up the phone.

At this time, a man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "I heard it, your son is not at home tonight, I'll come up!"

"No, what if he comes back suddenly? No." Mom said to the man, "Don't do this, not tonight." Mom continued to beg the man.

"Let's find another place, let's find another place, maybe XX Cinema. Didn't it feel good last time?" the man said to my mother.

"Please forgive me, this is really not possible!" Mom said to the man.

"It's settled. If you don't go, I'll keep calling you. Wait, let me see what movies are on tonight...Okay, let's go with the XXX movie. That's it."

"How could you do this? If you want me to go, you should discuss it with me first!" There was a hint of anger in my mother's tone.

"Then you try it. If you don't come, I'll call you." The man continued to threaten my mother.

"Okay, see you then." Mom agreed reluctantly, and the two said goodbye to each other. I knew I should hang up the phone, or my mom would hear me eavesdropping on the call.

My mother prepared the meal quickly, but I had no taste for it and just put the food into my mouth. When we finished eating, it was already 6:45. Anyway, I already knew where my mother was going, so I just had to go.

"Mom, I'm leaving." I rode my bike to the cinema.

When I got there, I bought tickets for the movie my mom and her friends wanted to see. There were only a few people inside when I entered, so I found the last seat and sat down. After more than ten minutes, the movie started and the whole hall went dark. I huddled in a corner, quietly looking at the entrance to the theater. Not many people came in, but every time someone came in I looked outside. My mind was never on the movie.

I have been waiting in the cinema for more than ten minutes. To me, every second of these ten minutes seems as long as a year. When I was about to despair and prepared to seriously watch this movie which I actually didn't like that much, the curtain at the entrance of the theater opened. I leaned inside reflexively, and a man and a woman walked in shoulder to shoulder.

As I expected, what was coming finally came. The woman was of course my mother. In the dim light outside, I could see that she was still wearing her original clothes. The man looked to be about thirty years old and rather thin, but I didn’t have a very good impression of him.

At this time, the two of them also found a seat at the edge and sat down, but not in the last row. I moved from my original seat to the second row behind them.

I took out the most popular eavesdropping device that I bought from the market from my bag and placed it in the middle of the chair facing where my mother and the others were.

"Qiuying, feel it, it's big, right?" the man said to my mother.

My mother just made a "hmm" sound and didn't say anything. I looked forward and saw my mother's head tilted slightly downward, with her arms stretched toward the man.

"Come, help me suck it, otherwise it will be difficult to do it later." The man said to my mother.

"No, we can't do it here. It's not good if people see us." There was a pleading tone in my mother's voice.

"What's wrong with it? Weren't you quite open on the Internet at that time? We had online sex when we first talked. Besides, this is not the first time for us, so what are you afraid of?" The man's head was originally looking at the screen, but now he turned to my mother.

"Come, hold it. Look how hot and hard it is. You want it too, right?" The man continued to tease my mother. One of his hands seemed to be pulling his mother's hand downwards, and the other hand was placed on his mother's shoulder, as if he wanted to pull her upper body down.

"Speak softly, someone is listening!" Mom said to the man.

"Then be obedient and help me suck it." The man said as he pulled my mother's head down. I could no longer see my mother at this time. I could only hear the sounds of "Xue...Xue..." and "Mmm...Mmm..." as my mother sucked my cock and hummed from her nose.

"Ah, good, your tongue is very flexible." Then I heard the sound of clothes being pulled up; then I heard a muffled sound, a "pop" sound; then came my mother's ecstatic moan.

"Well... be gentle, this is a public place..." But what I heard was not my mother's usual clear voice, but a rather unclear voice. Afterwards, the sucking sound of "snow...snow..." sounded again.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, my baby. Look, your pussy is wet, and you're wearing such sexy stockings. Come on, lift your ass up, I want to take off your panties." The man said to my mother frivolously.

"Not wearing pantyhose is for your convenience!" Mom said to the man.

Mom half-straightened up, and I could see her face. Her hair was a little messy and her mouth was open. But she didn't stand up, she just held the man and let him pull down her panties. I saw her lift her left leg first, and the man's body could no longer be seen. Then my mother stood up a little straighter and lifted another leg. The man straightened up, and there was a pair of underwear in his hand. He put it to his nose and inhaled it like a drug.

"It smells so good! Baby, did you spray perfume on it?" the man said as he threw the panties on the ground in the back row.

"Come on, sit on it, baby, time is running out." The man urged my mother.

"Okay, here it comes, you horny bastard!" The mother, who was originally sitting in her seat, was lying on the back of the chair in front of the man's chair. I looked around and saw that several other couples who came in to watch the movie were also having a great time, but they were just kissing each other and didn't have any physical contact like my mother and her friends did. They are so busy taking care of themselves that they don't have time to look over here.

I sat a few seats away and could see what my mother and the others were doing from the side. The man put one hand down there, and my mother rested her head on her hand, looking back at the man.

The man suddenly pulled my mother's butt towards him, and I heard my mother let out a long sigh of relief through my headphones.

"Ah...it's in, that feels so good." My mother's sweet voice sounded like the sound of nature to my ears.

"Baby, is it big? Is it hard? Does it feel good?" the man asked my mother while moving his waist.

"It feels good... so good... ah... it feels good..." Mom's answers were intermittent.

My mother's body kept leaning forward and her head arched forward again and again. At this time, the man pulled down my mother's coat. My mother was wearing a purple vest. He leaned forward and kissed my mother's shoulders, which still looked pale in the dim cinema. He lifted up his mother's vest and reached behind her back to unhook her bra, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

At this time, I heard my mother chuckle and say, "It's front-opening, little idiot." After hearing this, the man stretched his hand to the front and then did not take it out.

"Oh...my nipples feel so good! Be gentle, don't be so hard." Mom said to the man while panting.

"Sister Ying, your breasts are so big, I can't hold one at a time." The man was also panting.

"Do you want to suck it, little brother?" Mom asked. The man didn't answer, but just nodded.

Mom put her hands behind her back and held his head. The man got under Mom's armpits and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Because they were sitting at the very edge, no one saw them, and I also sat lower on the chair on purpose, so they didn't notice me.

I bent down and picked up the panties that my mother had thrown on the ground. I pulled out my dick and smelled it first. Ah! It smells really good. Then, I put my mother's panties on my cock.

"Sister Ying, your butt is so nice, I like it." The man held my mother's butt and pushed forward hard. Mom was almost half standing up, holding onto the back of a chair, and from above I could tell her lower legs must be stamping the ground, because I saw her body moving up and down from time to time, even when the man wasn't thrusting forward.

The two of them maintained this position for about ten minutes. The man's waist, which was originally thrust forward, gradually sat down, while the mother's butt kept pushing back and sitting on the man's crotch. The man pulled the mother towards him and hugged her tightly with his hands forward, but the two bodies kept moving. All I could hear in my headphones was the man's panting and my mother's moans. The sound of the movie that was originally received in the headphones was not so obvious at this time.

After fucking for another ten minutes or so, I found that their movements were more vigorous than before, their bodies were pressed closer together, and their breathing and groaning were more rapid. The cock in my hand also increased its speed.

“Sister… I’m coming, I can’t hold it anymore… ah… oh… I’m cumming…” the man said to my mother.

"I'm coming too...ah...oh...oh..." Mom also reached her climax at this time.

The man's head was resting on my mother's back, and my mother's head was also leaning back. I couldn't hold it anymore at this time, but I thought of one thing. I pulled my mother's panties down to the base of my penis. When my semen ejaculated, I pulled my mother's panties apart and let the semen ejaculate on the tissue I had prepared.

I fell on the chair, and the mothers and others in front of me also fell on the chairs to rest. About five minutes later, I heard my mother say, "I have to go back. It will be troublesome if my son doesn't come home and I'm not there. Let me get up and wash up." As she spoke, she fastened her bra and pulled down her vest.

When I heard that, I threw my mother's panties from under the chair back to its original place and hid them underneath. The man helped my mother pick up her underwear. My mother pulled her skirt down, took the underwear handed to her by the man and put it in her small bag, then brushed her hair with her backhand before leaving. The man followed her to the toilet as well, and he touched her butt as she walked, and the mother intentionally shook her butt. Their faces were facing the screen, so they couldn't see me.

If you don't leave now, when will you leave? After the two of them went into the restroom, I put all my tools into the bag, retrieved my bike from the storage station, and rode towards home. I hid under a small tree two blocks away from home, waiting for my mother to come home first.

At this moment, I couldn't help but think about what my mother would look like wearing her panties stained with a little bit of my semen. About thirty minutes later, when I thought my mother had gone home from another route, a taxi stopped in front of me. My mother got out of the taxi accompanied by a man. When she passed by me, I heard:

"You are so bold. You do it again in the bathroom. You rush into the women's bathroom like this. Fortunately, no one sees it, otherwise it will be troublesome." Mom blamed the man.

"You are just too beautiful. I couldn't support myself. I won't dare to do it next time." The man said while scratching his head with a playful smile.

It turned out that they both had sex again in the bathroom, no wonder it took so long.

"Okay, just send it here!" Mom said to the man. The man wanted to kiss my mother, but she stopped him. He walked away in another direction with a bit of reluctance, and I couldn't hear what he said afterwards.

Twenty minutes later, I thought my mother had finished packing her things, so I went back home. When I got home, my mother's clothes had been washed. She also gently asked me if I was tired from playing ball. I just smiled at her.

While taking a shower, the gentle image of my mother in my mind formed a sharp contrast with her lewd appearance, but my mother's cry brought me back to reality from my thoughts. I wiped myself hastily and went back to my room to sleep.

Chapter 3

In the blink of an eye, I have entered high school and have a busy study life. As my parents grow older, they are finding it increasingly difficult to stay in their jobs. My mother is relatively better off, but my father is on the verge of being laid off.

My mother has a pretty good relationship with the manager of her company, but this is not a matter of being on the same front, but the result of my mother giving gifts every year. This manager began to be in power when my mother was in her thirties, and my mother's relationship with him started from then on. During the holidays, she would bring a lot of things to his house. My mother is the oldest woman in this company's office, in charge of some field and union work.

At around 2:00 p.m. that day, the school teachers had an external event, so students from several classes in our grade were dismissed early and went home to study on their own. When I passed the parking lot at the intersection, I discovered that my mother's manager's car was parked in the parking lot.

Could it be that mom is at home? Because I have seen the manager send my mother back several times, what I didn't expect was that I saw my mother sitting in the car from the small stairs, and the manager's hand was on my mother's skirt, which made me infer that their relationship was not just a superior-subordinate relationship, but also a lover relationship. In this day and age, just sending a few things can keep the position, who wouldn't do it, but my mother has kept it for more than ten years, there must be something going on.

The house I live in has windows on all four sides, and it is the innermost room. Usually no one comes here, only a few residents come. When I knew that my mother and others might be at home, I was not in a hurry to go home, but just wandered around the house. When I turned to the window closest to the living room, the curtain of that window had indeed been drawn down, but the window was not closed tightly, and there was a slight gap.

I used a pen to gently open the curtains a little, and as I expected, my mother was greeting her manager inside.

Mom was wearing a light yellow suit with a suit top on the outside. You could see the white lace vest inside. I'm sure Mom was not wearing a bra today, because she didn't wear a bra when she wore this bra, because this bra already has cups inside, and the bottom of this bra just goes just below the chest. It is one of my favorite bras of Mom.

The skirt of the suit reaches the thigh, and flesh-colored stockings with light patterns are worn on the slender legs. The white buckled high heels that were originally on her feet had fallen to the ground in pieces.

My mother half-lying on the manager, while the manager held the wine glass in one hand, savoring the wine in the glass while kissing my mother passionately in his arms from time to time.

The manager took a sip of wine, lowered his head and turned his mouth towards my mother. My mother tactfully opened her cherry-like mouth, and the manager poured the wine into my mother's mouth in one go. Then he took the wine glass from his right hand with his left hand and put it on the tea table, but his right hand never left my mother's body, and the same went for his mouth. Even when he put the glass down, he held my mother while doing so.

The manager's hand had already reached into my mother's skirt and pulled my mother's yellow transparent lace panties with a heart-shaped pattern on the waistband up to her thighs. At this time, my mother's eyes were also seductive, and she was enjoying it to the fullest. The manager's fingers kept moving under my mother. My mother's feet kept changing positions on the ground, and her little toes in the stockings were tightly bent. It was obvious that the stimulation below was very strong for her.

Just when I wanted to continue watching, I heard the sound of someone coming down the stairs next to me. I immediately walked away from the window, as if going home. Sure enough, it was Uncle Li from upstairs.

We greeted each other. It seemed that he was also in a hurry. He walked out of the community without saying a word.

I knew that my mother and the others must have heard me greeting Uncle Li just now, so I had to quickly open the door and go in.

But this time, my estimation was a little wrong. The two of them didn't have time to separate and were still lying on the sofa.

"Hello, manager." I greeted him very politely, but I hated him to death in my heart.

"Okay, what's the matter, are you done with school?" The manager said with a red face and reeking of alcohol.

"No, I just came back to get something and will leave soon." I immediately went back to the room and picked up something at random. But just as I was returning to the room, I passed by them and glanced at the two of them. I found that the manager's hand was wet, and it was the hand that had just inserted into Mom's lower body. There was also a trace of yellow lace fabric on the edge of Mom's skirt. Ah, it was Mom's underwear. She didn't have time to pull it up, so she had to hide it in her skirt.

I know they will both continue. I took my things, walked out of the room, and was about to go out, because there was a long corridor between my door and the living room. As I walked, I opened the door and closed it with force, but in fact I went into the utility room and did not leave. I quickly walked to the small window of the utility room, and when my mother and the others saw me leaving, they immediately hugged each other.

"I was so scared. Something almost happened," said my mother.

"Well, Qiuying, what are we waiting for? Come on." The manager had already started to take off his clothes.

Mom also took off her top, and it was indeed the white lace suspender bra. The manager hugged Mom and pressed her on his thighs. Mom was tactful and pulled down the manager's zipper. The manager's dick was exposed at once, but it was not a big dick, just a soft snake.

Mom got down from the sofa, knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and picked up the manager's little snake from the bottom. She tried to tighten her lips. The manager kept playing with Mom's hair, pulling it into a ponytail from time to time. Mom gently pulled away from his cock, but when Mom's little mouth just sucked the top of his cock, he pushed Mom's head down again.

My mother's left hand pressed on the manager's inner thigh, and her right hand was placed on the manager's testicles. She used her slender fingers to touch the manager's testicles and buttocks, and the manager gasped with pleasure.

"Qiuying, you lick me so well. It feels so good. Oh." He shouted happily because his mother sucked his balls into her mouth and pressed her nose against his cock. Then, she spit out the two balls and started licking from the base of the manager's penis. When she reached the top, she gently licked the top of the glans in circles with the tip of her tongue.

The manager then bent down, pulled up my mother's skirt, exposing her lower body without underwear, and pulled the white straps of her suspender bra to her arms, exposing half of her breasts. My mother's sparse pubic hair, firm belly, round buttocks, and small feet in pink high-heeled slippers were all masterpieces of God.

I was staring in amazement, let alone the manager. When he bent down, he pressed down on my mother's head, but my mother's face was facing me, so I could see her expression clearly. Full of pain.

When the manager straightened up, he pulled his cock out of my mother's mouth, and the small thing now looked like a big cock. It's covered with mom's saliva and the manager's secretions.

"Qiuying, little bitch, you licked pretty well. How do you want me to fuck you?" The manager was drunk again.

"Let's do it from behind." Mom said with her head down and a blushing face.

The manager pushed my mother and she fell on the sofa. Her right leg was kneeling on the sofa and her left leg was on the ground, but she did not take off her high heels, which stimulated the manager's sexual desire.

I saw him holding his penis and placing it at the entrance of my mother's hole, but not inserting it. Just doing activities on the periphery. Mom was obviously getting anxious at this time.

"Good man, hurry up, I can't stand it anymore, come on me." I don't know when they will come back.

It turns out that my mother hasn't forgotten my existence.

"Little bitch, I'm coming," the manager thrust his cock in all at once. From my angle, I could clearly see their sexual posture and joints.

My mother's bra had been pulled up to her abdomen, and her pear-shaped breasts were shaking forward due to the manager's impact. The sound of my mother's big ass hitting the manager's belly echoed in the living room.

"Manager, you are so awesome. Ah, it feels so good." Mom screamed in ecstasy.

"Qiuying, just now during lunch, Lao Zheng sat next to you and kept glancing at you. I felt really uncomfortable." The manager said as he thrust his lower body vigorously.

"Don't do this, my husband's old comrade-in-arms, ah, be gentle, my dear." At this time, the manager was grabbing and squeezing my mother's breasts hard and pinching her nipples with his fingers. My mother cried out in pain.

"What old comrade? I can tell at the first glance that he has a lecherous look on his face." By this time, the manager had already fucked my mother to the edge of the sofa, but the handle of the sofa blocked my mother, otherwise she might have been fucked out by him.

"My husband's job is only kept because of him. Please don't be like this. Hmm." The manager seemed to get even more excited when Mom mentioned Dad. He slapped Mom's butt from time to time, and Mom's butt turned red. In the end, in order to stop his mother from talking, he even inserted his fingers into his mother's mouth.

"Little bitch, don't think I didn't see it. When we were eating, he had his fingers under the table, and your hand was inside his pants. I saw it clearly even though others couldn't. If he wasn't my superior, I would have asked someone to kill him. You dared to touch my woman. You really don't want to live anymore." The manager was venting his anger under the influence of alcohol.

At this time, the manager pulled out his penis and spread my mother's buttocks apart. I squeezed my cock into my mother's asshole little by little using her vaginal fluid.

"Here you go again, why do you like it here? Oh, it hurts, be gentler." Mom started screaming in pain again.

The manager then put my mother's hands on the ground, held her feet and walked forward. My mother had to crawl forward with her hands on the ground. The manager's target was my mother's bedroom. When he walked forward and my mother didn't crawl forward, his cock penetrated deeply into my mother's asshole. Although the distance was short, my mother was fucked so hard that her saliva flowed to the ground, bit by bit.

At this time, I knew the opportunity and went to the other side of the utility room. The window faced my parents' room. They had already entered the room. My mother was lying on the bed with disheveled hair, while the manager, still with a big belly, was fucking her asshole from behind.

After fucking for a while, the manager felt that my mother didn't react. He pulled out his penis, turned my mother over, and pressed his whole body on her. Like a mountain of meat.

"Manager, please spare me. You are so heavy. Be gentle and don't bite so hard." It turned out that when the manager saw that my mother didn't move much, he pressed on her again, trying to excite her again. He did everything he could to get his mom. Because of the manager's constant movements, my mother's wavy hair changed from waves on the bed to waterfalls pouring down the bed and slowly falling down. When the manager wanted to insert his penis into my mother's body again, he was stopped by my mother.

"Wait a minute." At this time, my mother turned around and took out condoms one by one from her bag. The manager took them and took a look.

"It has fruit flavor, but not just one pill a day. For you, I can take it three times a day." The manager teased my mother with the words in the advertisement.

"Come on, you bastard." Mom hit the manager's dick, put on the condom, and then fell back on the bed. Bend your legs and take off your bra and skirt. She stretched her right foot, which was still wearing pink high-heeled slippers, in front of the manager, and stretched her left foot in front of the manager, who was still kneeling on the bed with his penis erect, and circled around his penis, touching it from time to time.

The manager was like a madman. He held my mother's feet, took off her pink high-heeled slippers, and kept kissing her flesh-colored patterned stockings.

He sucked his mother's toes into his mouth, sucked them, and nibbled them gently, leaving kiss marks all over the instep of his mother's feet. His mother held her breasts and squeezed them gently with her fingertips. He kissed her all the way, and her stockings were covered with his saliva, and her breasts were not spared, either, covered with his saliva and other marks.

He thrust his penis into his mother's vagina again, breathing heavily and shouting loudly.

"Qiuying, it feels so good. I want to have sex with you every day. I want to fuck you to death." He was already incoherent.

"Fuck me if you can. Yours is so big. It fills me up down there. Oh my God!" Mom did the same.

He thrust horizontally and vertically, constantly changing positions, just to avoid ejaculating too quickly. My mother no longer screamed at this time, but just moaned softly. The man's panting and the woman's moans filled the entire room.

Finally, the manager couldn't hold on any longer. He turned Mom over, put a pillow on her abdomen to raise her buttocks higher, and penetrated her forcefully again. Although he was old, he was still full of energy. My mother's head was buried deeply in the pillow in front of her, and I couldn't see her expression at all.

After thrusting for a while longer, he increased his speed. Then she let out a loud scream, and at this time her mother was lying on the bed as soft as a lump of mud, unable to move. I understand, it's time for me to go. I opened the door to the utility room, quietly opened the door and left.

Anyway, I don't know how long it was, probably around five o'clock, when I got home. My mother had already washed up and was as beautiful as usual, but I found the condom they used in the trash can, and there was a ball of stuff inside it. I don't need to say what it was.

But today, I have another question in my mind: Are my mother and Uncle Zheng really having an affair as the manager said?

Chapter 4

I spent night after night with this question in my mind, but during this period of time, my mother did nothing at all. Although I paid close attention to her movements, she never brought any man home or talked to them on the phone at home. The rhythm of my parents' lives did not change. The only thing that changed was my heart. I was looking forward to my mother cheating again.

We didn't meet Uncle Zheng very often, but he would call my dad sometimes and make plans to go fishing together. This is why they can still be together after so many years.

Uncle Zheng had been promoted from the original personnel director to deputy director. Although my parents were not from the same factory, they belonged to the same system. My parents were both so-called people who had connections with Deputy Director Zheng. My father, who was originally going to be laid off, immediately kept his original position, and my mother was even more stable in her original position because of Uncle Zheng's relationship with the factory director.

Uncle Zheng's former subordinate was the director of my mother's factory. When his son got married, of course the old leader had to be invited. No matter what he thought of Uncle Zheng after he slept with my mother, at least Uncle Zheng was grateful to him for his help. Women are nothing more than external things. Although there were not many beauties like my mother who he could sleep with, he had to suppress his desire in case someone told Uncle Zheng about his relationship with my mother. If that happened, his future would not be so good.

Uncle Zheng is a young cadre that the higher-ups have paid more attention to in recent years. After retiring from the army, he was at the same level as my mother's factory director, but his ability was much better than my mother's factory director. In just a few years, he was promoted from a deputy section chief to a director, just like riding a helicopter. He became the deputy director of the Textile Bureau in his forties, and the factory director also got the position of factory director because of his partnership with Uncle Zheng.

This time, the wedding banquet was basically attended by people at the leadership level. Apart from family members, there were leaders from the Textile Bureau and managers from the factory. The factory director was also tactful enough to arrange for my mother and Uncle Zheng to sit together. My mother took me with her, too. This would be a good opportunity for me to observe both of them.

Because the attendees were either the factory director's relatives or colleagues, and the factory director was really busy this time, I finally met the factory director's wife, and she was indeed a yellow-faced woman, very different from my mother. There were not many women in my mother's office, mostly young girls, but most of them were children and wives of some leaders, and they looked ordinary. I think he was unwilling and dared not to do anything to them. Although my mother had heard rumors about Uncle Zheng, he had no choice but to ignore them and come to my mother.

Mom was wearing a black lace dress today. The part above her chest was made of transparent tulle material. Although there was a layer of clothes in between, her plump breasts made the chest part of the dress bulge out, and a deep cleavage was visible from the outside.

The arms and shoulders of the dress are made of transparent tulle, and the part below the chest is also made of lace. Because Mom is using a half-cup lace bra of the same color, it cannot be seen from the outside, so it looks like there is nothing inside. The bottom of the skirt only reaches Mom's thighs, and the hem is made of lace. You can clearly see five centimeters from the bottom up, and the part above it seems to be translucent, and you can clearly see the outline of Mom's beautiful legs.

My mother was wearing a pair of black stockings and a pair of buckled high heels of the same color, which made her buttocks look more pointed.

Compared with the women around her, my mother could attract more attention from others. People at other tables would glance at us from time to time, or come over to say hello to Uncle Zheng, but I found that their eyes were not always looking at my mother. In my eyes, they were all a bunch of dogs, but my mother seemed to enjoy it very much, smiling and chatting with her female companions from time to time.

Her slightly red hair was tied up at the back, revealing her snow-white neck. She wore a thin golden chain around her neck, with the pendant hanging in the middle of her deep cleavage. Although she was wearing clothes, she was still very attractive.

From the outside, there seemed to be nothing happening to my mother and Uncle Zheng. In fact, I really paid attention to their movements, but they really didn't do anything, which made me doubt whether what the factory manager said was true.

Because the school I attended was also a school for children of the Textile Bureau, many of my elementary school classmates also came to this banquet. We gathered together and talked about everything. The so-called eating was just a bite from time to time. My mother complained that she brought me here and I was like a wild horse without strength. But Uncle Zheng didn't say anything, he just looked at us with a smile.

But I was different from them. I was always paying attention to the two of them. They exchanged glances from time to time, but I saw it one by one. The moment I had been looking forward to finally came. My mother walked away first, and I followed her intentionally. She went down to the next floor where we had dinner. I followed her vigilantly. My mother looked around and went in.

I believed that besides my mother, someone else would go in, but I didn't know who it would be. I went into an empty private room next door and left the door open. But within five minutes, someone really came, and it turned out to be him.

Uncle Zheng.

He did the same as my mother. He looked around, and when he was sure that there was no one there, he opened the door and went in. I followed him out and walked quickly to the room. The room was not closed tightly, but just shut and not locked. There was a smell of condiments coming from it. I believe this is the warehouse for condiments, but usually there should be people in these places. Why was there no one at this time? I couldn't figure it out, but I couldn't think too much at this time. I opened the door quietly and went in.

The warehouse inside was really big, with iron racks all filled with condiments, box by box. The lights inside were dim, and there were many places without lights. I was walking in the dark place, and only the lights at the innermost part were relatively brighter. I walked in very quietly, and when I was almost at the innermost part, two figures appeared in front of me. As expected, it was Mom and Uncle Zheng.

At this time, my mother and Uncle Zheng were hugging each other. It turned out that my mother was having an affair with Uncle Zheng. I only heard my mother and Uncle Zheng talking in a low voice.

"Is everything really alright here, Lao Zheng?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Qiuying. Think about it, the spice warehouse that originally required someone to guard it now has no one here. Do you think it's safe?"

"Uncle Zheng, what happened to you?" Mom asked Uncle Zheng.

"Qiuying, little bitch, don't ask so many questions. Just serve me well now." Uncle Zheng said as he put his hand into my mother's skirt.

"Uncle Zheng, let's keep the noise down. I'm scared. Ah." Uncle Zheng's hand had obviously entered my mother's underwear.

"You little bitch, you're quite obedient. You really did what I said."

Uncle Zheng rolled up my mother's skirt, revealing a black garter belt holding up a pair of wide lace stockings. A pair of completely transparent lace panties with a heart-shaped pattern on the waistband and tied with only two ribbons at the waist were displayed in front of Uncle Zheng. At this time, my mother's panties had been pulled aside, and her hands were placed on the iron frames on both sides, allowing Uncle Zheng to play with her lower body.

Uncle Zheng inserted his fingers into my mother's vagina, poked them a few times, then pulled them out and stood up.

"You little bitch, you're wet so quickly, are you in need of fucking?"

"Old Zheng, please stop it. If you want to have sex with me, please do it quickly. I'm afraid someone will come looking for me."

"Okay, okay, okay. Qiuying, then you lick it for me first."

My mother was kneeling on the ground, while Uncle Zheng was sitting on a box of Jiujiang wine, supporting the box with her hands. My mother's upper body was lying on Uncle Zheng's lower body, which had taken off his trousers. She reached her hand behind her, trying to unzip the back of her clothes. Uncle Zheng immediately reached his hand behind her and unzipped the back of my mother's clothes. I saw my mother's black half-cup bra from behind. In order to see it more clearly, I walked to the front. The pendant hanging from the thin chain just fell into my mother's deep cleavage, and my mother's big breasts were rubbing against Uncle Zheng's lower body, which was still wearing underwear.

"Ah, it feels so good, little bitch, your skills are getting better and better." It seems that Uncle Zheng enjoys my mother's actions very much.

My mother's dress was not completely taken off, only the front part was pulled down, and the arm part was still on her body. While pressing Uncle Zheng with her huge breasts, she reached out to Uncle Zheng's exposed thighs and gently stroked Uncle Zheng's thighs with her slender fingers.

"Come on, lick it, Qiuying. We don't have that much time." Uncle Zheng urged.

My mother obediently pulled Uncle Zheng's penis out of his underwear. The originally soft penis had turned into a big worm under the service of my mother's lustful breasts.

Mom sucked Uncle Zheng’s dick into her mouth. Uncle Zheng was so excited that he put his hand on Mom’s head.

"Qiuying, your oral skills are getting better and better. You lick me so well." Uncle Zheng didn't hide what he was thinking at all.

At this time, Mom had spit out Uncle Zheng's cock, and was holding it gently, unbuttoning Uncle Zheng's shirt buttons one by one. Her slender fingers lightly scratched Uncle Zheng's upper body, and Uncle Zheng was so excited that he even stuck out his tongue.

My mother held the penis lightly in her left hand, leaned against Uncle Zheng from the side, stuck out her tongue from her mouth, and licked Uncle Zheng's nipples lightly, while her body moved, and she rubbed her proud breasts against Uncle Zheng's body constantly.

Uncle Zheng held my mother's head with his left hand and let her lick the right nipple before licking the left nipple, while his other hand reached into my mother's black lace half-cup bra and held her breasts. Because it was not completely pressed down, I could clearly see the traces of his fingers moving inside the bra, at the position of the nipples, and my mother also began to moan softly under the stimulation of Uncle Zheng.

Uncle Zheng's nipples were covered with my mother's saliva. At this time, my mother knelt down again. The hand holding the cock was still gently stroking the big cock, but the object of her mouth was already Uncle Zheng's two balls. I couldn't see my mother's movements clearly from my angle, but I believed she was trying very hard. Uncle Zheng, who had been supporting himself with his hands to look at my mother, had now fallen on the box. He no longer looked at my mother, but just kept breathing heavily.

"Qiuying, sit up, hurry up." Uncle Zheng urged my mother.

Mom didn't take off her clothes and sat on Uncle Zheng's body just like before. Mom pulled Uncle Zheng's hands and placed them on her breasts, and her hands were placed on Uncle Zheng's breasts. Uncle Zheng pulled down Mom's bra, and the black bra hung on Mom's belly. Part of the dress was hanging on her forearms. The garters were pulled open because her legs were spread to facilitate Uncle Zheng's insertion. The lace panties had been taken off and placed on Mom's bag, and the buttons of Mom's buckled high heels reflected little flashes in the dim light. The way Mom opened her legs and sat astride Uncle Zheng's thighs was really obscene.

"Uncle Zheng, your cock is so hot and big." Mom began to whisper dirty words to Uncle Zheng.

"Qiuying, you are so tight down there, let me suck your breasts." As he said that, Uncle Zheng, who was originally sleeping on the box, stood up and hugged my mother's arms, letting her arms press against her body, making her breasts look bigger. He kept kissing her nipples, and picked up the breasts that hung on her chest with his mouth, moving his lips, teeth and tongue on her breasts. My mother put her hands on Uncle Zheng's head and pressed his head hard into her deep cleavage.

The intercourse between the two people below did not slow down because of the passionate movements above. Mom's butt sat on Uncle Zheng's dick, grinding it constantly. Her legs were placed on the box because of the change in movement, tightly clamping Uncle Zheng's butt.

"Lao Zheng, be harder. I miss you so much. I don't know when I can come again."

"Qiu Ying, it's okay. There will be a chance. As long as I am still in office, I will take care of your affairs. Don't say that your husband is my old comrade-in-arms. Just for you, I will help you to the end even if I die."

"People say that you shouldn't tease your friend's wife, but you've done more than just teasing. You've had sex with me so many times. Ouch, don't bite so hard. It hurts. It's killing me." The two people's obscene words echoed in the warehouse.

At this time, Uncle Zheng's cell phone rang. Uncle Zheng and my mother immediately stopped what they were doing. Uncle Zheng listened to the phone. It seemed that his wife called. He answered the phone with a mumble and then hung up.

"Qiuying, get up. I'm going to come to you from behind." Uncle Zheng said as he stood up. And put down the mother's legs that were originally hanging around her waist.

My mother grabbed the iron frame with both hands, raised her buttocks, and faced Uncle Zheng seductively. Uncle Zheng held my mother's buttocks and pushed forward hard, but did not insert it. He just rubbed the penis gently on the crack of her buttocks.

My mother's body was pushed forward. Her butt, which was originally raised backward, was pushed forward a lot by Uncle Zheng's fucking. Her exposed breasts hung upside down on her chest like pears. Uncle Zheng's chest was against my mother's back. His tongue was on my mother's snow-white back, on her pink neck where a few strands of messy hair fell, and on her sensitive earlobe, sucking, licking and nibbling it non-stop.

"Lao Zheng, I want it, I want more, grab my breasts, I feel so uncomfortable." Mom has started to go crazy.

Uncle Zheng lifted up my mother's right thigh and placed it on the second layer of the iron shelf, spreading her thighs apart. Only then did Uncle Zheng place his penis at the entrance of her vagina.

"Qiuying, what do you want? I didn't hear you clearly." Uncle Zheng was obviously teasing my mother.

"I want you to come to me, my dear. Stop playing with me and come on." Mom no longer cared about her shame.

Uncle Zheng grinned lasciviously and pushed his dick in. His hands sometimes reached out to grab and squeeze his mother's breasts, sometimes reached down to gently stroke her lower abdomen, and rubbed her clitoris continuously.

My mother's left leg on the ground and her right leg hanging on the iron frame kept moving. She didn't fall down because of Uncle Zheng's support. She held the iron frame with such strength that even Uncle Zheng couldn't help but scold her.

"Qiu Ying, don't be so nervous, relax."

At this time, my mother turned her face, and Uncle Zheng also took the opportunity to move his face closer. My mother's right hand, which was originally holding the iron frame, turned around to hold Uncle Zheng's head, and their mouths were connected together, and only the sound of their kissing could be heard. Their throats were constantly moving, and when they occasionally separated their tongues would entangle with each other. The movement below did not stop. Uncle Zheng's waist was still thrusting forward, and my mother's buttocks was constantly pushing back, fearing that the union of the two was not thorough enough.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Uncle Zheng withdrew his hands, hugged my mother’s waist, and pushed forward faster and harder, while my mother held Uncle Zheng’s head even tighter, and the two of them were immersed in the moment. Finally, the two of them groaned, stood there hugging each other, and slowly leaned towards the iron frame in front.

The two fell on the box and caressed each other.

"Qiu Ying, I really want to do it again."

"Forget it, they're still waiting for us outside, we can just call them. Let's pack up quickly."

As she spoke, my mother struggled to get up, clean her things and put on her clothes. Uncle Zheng put on his clothes even faster, and the two of them touched each other before leaving the warehouse. Of course I followed them and left.

When I returned to the banquet, most people had left, Uncle Zheng had also left, and Mom had put on her makeup again. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed how lewd Mom was just now? I pulled Mom back home as if nothing had happened, but at night I masturbated many times thinking about how lewd Mom was just now before I fell asleep.

Chapter 5

Uncle Zheng became the deputy director of the Textile Bureau. Of course, my father, who was almost laid off, also rose to prominence thanks to this relationship. He was originally just a worker in the boiler room and gradually became a clerk in the logistics department. However, he was still in charge of the boiler room, and his salary increased compared to before. The days of working in three shifts are gone forever. He became a cadre in the agency, and his colleagues who used to work with him were all envious of him.

But this good thing did not last long. My father, who was originally in charge of logistics, was transferred out by the factory director to a provincial capital in the south as a permanent supervisor. It sounded like a promotion and a higher salary, but he would be thousands of miles away from us. My father was very nervous, so he invited Uncle Zheng to come that night to help him discuss it. Who would have thought that Uncle Zheng would strongly recommend my father to go there, and even taught my father a lot of work methods, and promised that he would take good care of us, mother and son.

I thought to myself, you must take good care of my mom. Once my dad is gone, you will have more opportunities and can visit my mom more often.

Because the former factory director's secretary took maternity leave, the factory director, because of his relationship with my mother and also because of Uncle Zheng, temporarily transferred my mother from the relatively idle union department to the factory director's assistant. The work became much busier than before, and the days when I could have meals when I got home were gone. She often didn't come back until around nine or ten o'clock in the evening. Fortunately, my academic performance was good, and I hadn't graduated yet, so my mother was relatively lenient with me.

There is a small room next to the boiler room where my father used to work. It provides hot water 24 hours a day. My mother and I used to go there to take a shower often, but after we moved into the new dormitory, we had our own water heater at home, so we no longer came here. Sometimes I would come here to take a shower after playing basketball outside before going home.

It is now past ten o'clock in the evening. I just finished playing basketball and walked slowly from school to the boiler room. I wanted to go in and take a shower. Because of my dad, I know all the boiler workers here. But what surprised me was that the man who had an affair with my mother in the cinema last time turned out to be a worker in this boiler room.

I think my mother might have been hung up by him while she was taking a bath here. Whenever I think of this, I feel inexplicably excited. Those boiler workers are all big and strong, with greasy and sweaty bodies. What would it be like if they were pressing on my mother? I also want to see it with my own eyes.

As usual, I came to the boiler room with my schoolbag on my back. There were not many people here at that time. There were usually two people on duty at night. Because the boiler room was on the way home, but far away from the factory area, there was basically no one here at that time. Only one of the east and west doors would be open, but today was very special, both doors were closed, and I didn't know what had happened. When I went around to the window of the boilermen's lounge and prepared to ask them to open the door for me, I saw something I didn't expect.

Through the curtains, I saw a woman sitting at the desk in the boiler room lounge. A man had his head buried in the woman's crotch. The woman put her legs on the man's back. The man held the woman's thighs with both hands and pushed his head inside.

This erotic scene immediately made my heart beat faster. I slowly moved over and looked inside through the gap in the window. The woman was wearing a light blue transparent floral shirt. I could clearly see that the left bra strap had been pulled up to her shoulder, and the buttons of the shirt had been opened. The bra was loosely draped over the woman's breasts, and a translucent skirt of the same color had fallen to the ground like a piece of rag.

The woman's legs were bare, obviously not wearing stockings, only a pair of sky blue buckled high heels on her slender feet.

When I looked down again, I saw that the woman's hands were tied, and her tied hands were pressed on the man's head. What tied the woman's hands were actually her flesh-colored stockings. The woman's hair was wet and shiny, and it seemed that she had just washed her hair. The woman's hair was covering her face, and I couldn't see clearly.

At this time, I heard a noise next to me. It turned out to be a man, a boiler worker to be precise. He was standing a few meters away from the couple and took off his work clothes. Revealing his strong muscles, he slowly climbed up to the desk, stood next to the woman, pulled the woman's face over, and took off his safety helmet.

The moment I have been looking forward to has finally arrived. It allows me to see who these men and women are and how they have the courage to do these things at this time.

Oh, the man is the factory director's younger brother. He was originally a gangster. He entered the factory only because of his brother.

The man also stood up. It turned out to be one of my mother's lovers, the man named Lao Li in the cinema.

But here I haven't seen the woman's face, I just saw a pearl necklace on her neck. The two men were kissing one side of the woman's face, licking her ears with their tongues, and spreading the woman's thighs, with her legs in an M shape on their legs, and the heels of the woman's high heels were hanging on the edge of the table. They untied the stockings on the woman's hands, each took one of the woman's hands and put it into their crotches to massage their erect penises. The factory director's brother, who was closer to me, was sucking one of the woman's breasts with his mouth and making sucking sounds.

Only then did I see clearly that this woman was actually my mother.

At this time, the three people inside had completely entered the state. Lao Li stood on the chair in front of the desk and put his penis near my mother's mouth. My mother sucked the penis in. I tiptoed to the window on the other side, hoping to see more clearly. Only then did I see clearly that my mother was wearing white, fully transparent low-waist panties with only a few small patterns near the waistband. After caressing, my mother's uterus was stimulated to contract, her cervix became longer, and a large amount of love fluid was secreted, making the panties more transparent and closer to the labia. You can see the watermark above from here.

Lao Li pulled out his penis, pulled my mother, asked her to lie on the table, tied her stockings on her hands again, let her elbows press on the table, gently and slowly pulled her wet panties off her buttocks, and opened her legs. He then held his penis, which had just been moistened by my mother's mouth, and inserted it into her.

"Ah, why are you in such a hurry? Are you in a hurry to catch the train, Lao Li?" asked the factory director's younger brother. As he asked, he helped my mother up, let her lie on his thighs, and put his penis into her mouth.

"No, Xiaojie often comes here to take a shower after playing basketball. We have to hurry. You shouldn't be so calm, Xiao Zhang." Lao Li said to the factory director's brother.

When my mother heard that I would come here to take a shower, she became visibly nervous. Her mouth, which had been slowly sucking Xiao Zhang's testicles, also began to suck harder. I saw her holding Xiao Zhang's cock, sucking it quickly and moving it up and down.

At this time, Lao Li at the back was also pushing forward hard from behind. While fucking my mother, he turned her hands over and took off her sweaty translucent shirt. Xiao Zhang also reached in front of my mother and pulled the white lace bra with the back clasp unfastened to her hands, but she couldn't take it off. He didn't care and tied the bra to her hands like the stockings.

I was standing outside, and at this moment, I really couldn't bear it anymore, so I reached into my pants, took out my dick, and started moving.

"Hurry up and get it done in one go, Xiaojie might be coming soon?" Mom begged the two.

"Okay, but you have to tell us what happened when you served my brother and the client just now, haha." Xiao Zhang turned my mother over and put her on top of him with a lewd smile.

At this time, my mother had nothing on her body except a pair of sky blue buckled high heels and a pearl necklace. She was forced to lie on Xiao Zhang, while Lao Li knelt behind her. Mom's slender fingers gently stroked Xiao Zhang's nipples and licked them from time to time with her tongue. Lao Li also pulled Mom's buttocks apart forcefully.

"Qiuying, have you washed your butt? Is there still their semen on it?" Lao Li asked my mother.

"Wash, quickly, okay? I'm afraid of Xiaojie." Mom's voice sounded hurried. It seems that Xiao Zhang below does have some skills.

Lao Li placed his penis on the crack of my mother's buttocks and rubbed it slowly with my mother's vaginal fluid, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry. Instead, it was my mother who couldn't bear it first.

"Hurry up, ah, Lao Li, please put it in quickly, my back is so itchy." said my mother.

"Haha, little bitch, what do you want?" Old Li laughed at my mother.

"You know." Mom said in a low voice with a blushing face.

"Did the factory manager have sex with a client during dinner just now?" Xiao Zhang asked.

"I did it. Don't ask any more questions. Ah, ah...be gentle. Don't bite. It hurts."

It turned out that after Xiao Zhang asked his mother, he immediately put her nipple into his mouth and started biting it. This was obviously not the first time that Lao Li and Xiao Zhang had cooperated with each other. When Lao Li pulled out the dick that had been inserted into mom's asshole, Xiao Zhang's dick in the vagina pushed forward. When Xiao Zhang pulled it out, Lao Li followed suit and pushed it in. When Xiao Zhang sucked and bit mom's breasts from the front, Lao Li pulled mom's head up, and the two began to kiss, their saliva constantly pouring into each other's mouths, their tongues entwined with each other.

While Xiao Zhang held his mother's head and kissed her, Lao Li put his hands through his mother's armpits and kept caressing her nipples with his fingers, or squeezed her entire breasts until they were deformed. Maybe because she was feeling good, the toes of my mother's high heels kept tapping on the desk. The hair dyed red with water stains was flying in the air. The white pearl necklace was also tossed around. It is particularly eye-catching.

"If I hadn't seen my brother taking this bitch to check into a hotel with a client that time, we would never have been able to sleep with such a beautiful woman. Right, Lao Li?" Xiao Zhang said while panting.

"Yeah, anyway, she, ah, has to take a shower after accompanying the guests before she dares to go home. We can sleep with her for a long time." Lao Li also responded to Xiao Zhang intermittently.

In the boiler room, a petite and beautiful woman had her hands tied and was sandwiched between two burly, greasy and sweaty men, moaning and screaming in a seductive way. The man's breathing and the woman's moaning echoed in the compressed room in the silent night sky. It formed an obscene picture.

I don't know how long it took, but I reached the climax, and my semen hit the wall outside the boiler room as my hands twitched.

Several people inside also screamed at the same time, and the three of them reached climax at the same time. My mother's vagina and anus were also filled with semen from the second sexual intercourse today.

At this time, I didn't care about my tired legs and hurried home to take a shower.

I don’t know how long it was before I saw my mother dragging her tired body back home. Of course I was already in bed by then.

end

"The number you dialed is currently unanswered. Please leave your message after you hear the beep."

"Son, Mom has something to do tonight and can't go home, ah."

In the room, a fat man was fucking a young woman from behind while the young woman was calling home.

"Ms. Wu, hang up now. Come, let's have some fun again. Your factory manager promised me that you are mine tonight."

The fat man turned the woman's body over and pressed down from the front, causing the bed to creak. Under the bed, a teenage boy raised his head hard and looked at the reversed image in the mirror on the cabinet behind the bed. This was the image he wanted to see, but also what he was reluctant to see. Of course, this teenager was me. Was it right or wrong for me to use this key to explore my mother's secret room? I have no idea.