Incest in the Mist {Mother's Strangeness} (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

Introduction: When a woman takes off the appearance of a mother, what will the woman who is born to live for sex look like?

Chapter 1 Photographs

In fact, until just now, I still couldn't believe what I saw with my own eyes. On the wall of my mother's room, there are double-layer pull-out bookcases, one on each side, which are exactly four sides. They are very similar to the pulley bookshelves in comic shops. My mother is a book lover. She always tells me that books have the fragrance of books and the smell of volumes. I don't quite understand what this fragrance of books is, but the books I just bought will have a smell of printing. As for the smell of volumes? This is too mysterious and beyond my knowledge.

My mother worked overtime at the wedding cake shop again tonight, so I had to be on my own and go out to work. After eating, I came home with nothing to do, so I read a novel. As I read, I found it boring, so I walked into the bookcase room, wanting to see if my mother had bought some new good books. When I scanned the books, I found that they were always the kind that the new intellectual women were reading, such as Zhang Ailing. I was bored and pulled the outer cabinet to the end. I squatted down and found a book in the corner with a title that caught my interest: Women's Sexual Affairs.

As a lustful college student like me, of course I picked it up and read it immediately. However, after flipping through it, I found that the title did not match the content. It was all about some love affairs and bed skills. I sighed. After all, my mother was a kind person. I felt bored at the moment and put it back. As a result, I couldn't get it in no matter how hard I tried, so I got angry and lay on the ground to look, but it was too dark and I couldn't see clearly. I took down all the books nearby. It turned out that the wooden board above was cracked, so it was stuck. I used my hands to fill the cracked wood and then put all the books back.

Because we were all squatting and getting tired after a long time, we sat on the pulley track to catch our breath. I was bored and looked around, and found that there was a rectangular gap on the side of the outer bookshelf. It was not obvious and could not be seen unless you were very close. I knocked on it with my fingers and it was hollow, not solid. Out of curiosity, I used my fingernails to pick at the gap, but I couldn't pull it out. I thought to myself, this is strange. Am I worrying too much? I stood up and looked around. I have a bad habit of being down to earth, getting to the bottom of things, and even breaking a girl's virginity until she cries.

The latter sentence is not the point, I just said it casually, please don't mind it. I slid the bookshelf back and forth, but couldn't see anything. I looked at the gap on the side and saw the book behind it. It was a Cihai dictionary. It was very thick, damn thick, the kind that would make you dizzy if you hit your head on it, and could kill you if you hit it too hard. I pulled the book but couldn't get it out, so I smiled and said, here comes the idea. Then I took down all the books nearby and pulled the dictionary to the right. It was empty. The book was just an empty box covered with a dictionary cover.

The rectangular gap turned out to be a secret cabinet that could not be taken out from the outside because of a mechanism. One had to grab the square wooden box from inside the bookshelf and push it up and down to take it out. Before I opened it, I thought about it and thought, this must be an important thing for my mother. Would it be a bad idea if I just opened it and read it like this? However, this thought only lasted five seconds before my hands had already pushed open the lid. Inside were letters, jewelry, and accessories. I didn't read the letters because that was too immoral. Why would I look at them so carefully after opening the box?

However, at the bottom of the letter there was a small stack of photos. I picked them up and was surprised. They were all photos of my mother. However, almost all of them were naked, and some were in sexy poses, such as: raising her butt high, squeezing her breasts with both hands, spreading her legs, etc. As I looked at the photos one by one, I kept convincing myself that this wild side of my mother must be a selfie she took out of boredom. Aren't all girls like this now? There was a report in the news that a freshman in junior high school took selfies. It's not surprising that my mother, a middle-aged mature woman, is trending and following the fashion.

But the more I looked at it, the more something seemed wrong. Who was taking the photo for her? Father? When did these two people become so loving and bold? However, the last few photos shattered my speculation. In the first photo, the mother was wearing the uniform of the wedding cake shop, which was a blue and purple modified cheongsam with a hook-like rope on the right chest. A man's penis was stuffed in the mother's mouth, and her entire mouth was stretched open. Her eyes were tearful and she looked very uncomfortable. In the second photo, one leg was lifted up and stuffed into her vagina from behind. The mother's face did not show that she was willing at all. In the third photo, the mother was held on top of the man, with the cheongsam pulled open in front of her chest, revealing two snow-white breasts. The most important thing is that the breasts were big and firm, and the nipples were pink.

When I saw it, I slowly got an erection, so I quickly put it back and pretended nothing happened. In the evening, my mother came back from overtime work and asked me kindly if I wanted to have a midnight snack. I ate dry noodles and looked at my mother's waist. Her Chinese cheongsam made her figure look exquisite and graceful. I watched my mother twisting her cheongsam, which was pulled by her fleshy buttocks, and going back to her room to take a shower. I couldn't help but wonder, why would an ordinary woman like my mother take such photos?

Especially the last few photos, which look like photos of rape. Could it be that the mother has some unknown secret?

Chapter 2 Tracking

After that, my mother was still the same as usual, a good wife and mother at home, and a good mother in the eyes of her colleagues outside. After that photo, I began to sneak a peek at my mother intentionally or unintentionally, watch porn and masturbate, and my mother's appearance would even appear in my mind, especially the cheongsam being torn open and a cock inserted into her vagina, which made me unable to get rid of it. I decided to start investigating my mother's progress and her habits at work.

I found that my mother would get off work very late some days, and would often go out for a whole afternoon on holidays. When I asked my mother where she was going, she always said that her friends asked her to go shopping. I wondered to myself, how could she dress so fashionably when shopping? Once, she even received several unknown phone calls. Until this afternoon, the phone rang, and I heard no one answering. The background noise coming from the other end of the phone seemed very noisy. It should be the side of the road because there were sounds of cars passing by. I asked a few more times: "Hello?" When my mother saw me pick up the phone, she asked who it was?

I hung up the phone and said nothing. At this time, my mother's expression changed. Although it was only for a moment, I noticed it. I yawned and walked into the room. As I expected, my mother walked into the room and I didn't know what she was doing. I tiptoed out and put my ear to the door. My mother seemed to be talking on the phone, but I couldn't hear her clearly. Then I heard the sound of a closet being opened and some other noises. Seeing that something was wrong, I quickly went back to the room and left a gap. I saw my mother had changed her clothes. She was wearing jeans and a tight short T-shirt, with her breasts and buttocks sticking out.

I rubbed my dick and said, "Slut, there really is something fishy going on." Until I heard someone go out, I immediately changed my clothes, put on a hat, and took with me a recorder that I used in college classes and a pinhole camera that I used to take secret photos. Someone asked me why I had these things? Don't ask, it's scary. It was said in Shaolin Soccer that as a car mechanic, it is reasonable for him to have a wrench and a hammer. Then I think my outfit, with an antibacterial mask, a Yankees baseball cap, a recorder, and a camera lens is reasonable. It is also reasonable for me to have an M4A1. But the last part is just nonsense, don't take it seriously.

I have never thought about catching a monkey in my life. I always thought that this was something I only saw on TV. But as the ancients said, one does not gain wisdom without experience. If my wife encounters this situation in the future, I will be more mentally prepared because I have had experience at that time. Speaking of tracking? In fact, it is easy. As long as the other party is not an expert or wants to hide, you can basically follow him. The most important thing is to have a strong psychological quality. People are like this. You always think that the other party is paying attention to you or even discovers you. As soon as the target turns around or shakes his head, you will be scared to death and hide by the wall.

That won’t work. Maybe the target just turns his head and sees a beggar, so I can do whatever I want. This is my talent. I followed for a while and it was quite a distance from home. We actually arrived at a hotel. Shit, she was really here to have a tryst with her secret lover. Seeing my mother going upstairs, how could a grown man like me get in? I thought of a way. I pretended that I came first and my girlfriend came later. I took off the mask, revealing my handsome face, and chatted with the female receptionist. At this time, the brother of the hotel came to take care of me, and I winked and said I wanted to go to the bathroom.

This kind of place is originally the territory of the underworld, and they will usually show up when there are troublemakers. I immediately took out cigarettes and betel nuts, stuffed two thousand yuan into the brother's pocket, and told him that my girlfriend was cheating on me, and asked if he could help. At this time, the Taiwanese underworld emphasized loyalty, but this loyalty is not cheap, so I stuffed him with another three thousand yuan. This time I invested a lot, and if I didn't find the eye on the bottom of the sea, I would lose a lot. I am wearing a staff uniform, of course it's a man's uniform, would it look good if I wore a skirt?

I quickly checked which room my mother was in, went in to arrange the arrangements, and hid the recorder and the needle camera. You asked where they were hidden? Sorry, it’s a business secret and I won’t say much more. After I was settled, as soon as I stepped out of the stairs, I saw a middle-aged man at the corner, followed by my mother. They walked towards here in silence. I immediately turned around, carried him to the other side, and walked to the fire lane. I lit a cigarette to calm myself down and relax. The man's face looked familiar. He exhaled a long breath of smoke. Oh, damn, it was the manager of the wedding cake shop.

I used this tactic of casting a net to catch fish. As time passed, I waited for the couple to have their fun, then I rushed over to get my stuff, and then rushed to a nearby bookstore to get rid of the hotel smell and cigarette smoke on my body. When I was done with the fun, I went home. As I entered the door, my mother had already returned. She had changed into home clothes and her face looked a little red. I guess she must have enjoyed the sex in bed. My mother said that we could have sex later. I responded coldly and transferred the data from the recorder and the pinhole camera to the computer.

When I was still hesitating whether to click the button, there were two knocks on the door. It turned out to be my younger sister saying that it was time to eat. I said OK and went out. After I had my fill, I got up in the middle of the night, locked the door, and turned on the video recorded by the hidden camera. As soon as the door was closed, the manager started to hug and embrace me, rubbing my breasts with his hands. My mother pushed me away at first, but was then grabbed onto the bed. The manager slapped him in the face and I couldn't hear what he said. This hidden camera only has a good lens and clear picture quality, but there is always a disadvantage, which is that there is no sound.

My mother was on the bed. She said a few words and then went to the bathroom. The store manager took off all his clothes, looking disgusting and with a beer belly. My mother had washed and put on a bath towel. The manager tore it off, put his arms around my mother on the bed, and began to kiss her greedily. After a few kisses, my mother struggled. My mother lay on the bed by herself and let the man taste every inch of her skin. He seemed very anxious and there was not much caressing. It was just the missionary position. My mother didn't have much expression in the video. Her legs were wide open and her breasts were shaking with the thrusting. My dick got hard just by seeing it.

At this time the store manager wanted my mother to turn over, as if she wanted to do it from behind. My mother was not willing, so the manager pinched her buttocks and dug into her vagina from behind with his fingers. My mother's body trembled, and she asked the manager to hold her buttocks softly. The manager saw that her buttocks were not raised high, so he slapped her buttocks hard. My mother's body arched, and her face seemed to scream, then she used her hands to prop herself up, with her buttocks raised below her waist and her breasts hanging in the air. The manager held her hips and pumped the penis violently. My mother's whole buttocks trembled, and her hanging breasts were pinched by the manager's hands, and her hair, which was originally tied up, was pulled open by the manager with one hand.

Her hair was instantly disheveled and fell on my mother's beautiful back, but the manager seemed to have poor sexual ability and he ejaculated after just a few strokes. However, he had a conscience and pulled out and ejaculated on my mother's buttocks. Looking at the manager's usually smiling face, he now looked exhausted after ejaculation, as if he was very satisfied with my mother's body. I don't know if he could ejaculate a second time, but I didn't think he could, so it ended hastily. However, I found that the manager actually took out a camera to film and asked my mother to pose in some positions. My mother frowned and let him take a few pictures, and then they both left.

When I saw this, I was furious and felt like I was being cut into pieces. Good job, it turns out this bastard was using the pornographic photos to threaten my mother. My mother was his sex partner, and there were many beautiful women in the store, so how could he have chosen my mom? At this moment, I was thinking about the photo. Could it be that she was raped by the store manager in the store? With so many reasons and clues, I have almost guessed my mother's inappropriate behavior, but I still need to ask other people. Once I have evidence, I will expose this store manager.

I called my mother's colleague, who is about the same age as my mother and also works as a salesperson in a wedding cake shop. She used to be the object of my fantasy. I don't know what she was busy with when I called her. From her tone, she seemed very uncomfortable and made some strange noises. But it doesn't matter. Since we have made an appointment to have afternoon tea together, I will ask my mother about her questions then. I was in a corner of Starbucks when my mother's colleague slowly arrived. Why was she the object of my sexual fantasy? Because this woman, like her mother, knows how to take care of herself. If her mother is petite and cute with tall breasts, then she will be a taller version of a beautiful-butt woman with a certain level of breast volume.

I went around chatting with people and learned that the store manager would go out to purchase goods every Friday morning, so he would not be in the store. With this clue, it was like divine help. When she was leaving, my mother accidentally fell, and she sat on my legs in her tight leather pants. Her legs were not tight, but the important thing was that my hand was on her leg, and the warmth from her fleshy buttocks was still on my hand, which felt really good. When I got home and listened to the recorder with headphones, I didn't expect that my mother's moans would be so intoxicating. Also, I heard that the store manager's wife was not bad either, and I wanted to have sex with my mother just for the enjoyment of cheating and sexual release, but it seemed to have happened recently. I didn't expect that listening to my mother's moans, coupled with the secretly filmed video, I couldn't help but ejaculate. A thought came to my mind, how great would it be if I could have sex with my mother?

But this idea disappeared very quickly. Thinking of the obscene store manager pressing on my mother, I decided to plot against the store manager. We should use a trick within a trick and compare our ruthlessness to see who is more powerful. Then I found an excuse and sneaked into the store. I guessed that the store manager must have a place where the photos were kept. Before I came, I looked for surveillance cameras above my head. I walked to the blind spot where the store manager was working and looked for the digital camera first. With the strength of my hands from being a monk, I found the camera in no time. Sure enough, the store manager also had the photos in his notebook and asked me why I could find the photos?

Do I have to report to you about my Department of Computer Science and Engineering? Did I ever say that I was the reincarnation of Sun Wukong? No, right? That's right, I first moved all the photos to my external hard drive. It seems that I didn't take many photos, and I don't plan to delete these. I will just add a watermark, and then go into the editor and change all of them according to the time, as if no one has touched this computer. Talking about Tai Shen is a professional issue, so I will skip it for now. Unless there is an expert who checks it like me and has the tools at hand, it will not be possible to find it out.

As the saying goes, a thief never leaves empty-handed, so I took these photos away, including the sex photos of the store manager training his wife. His wife doesn't seem to be a bad person, it's hard to believe that he would have an affair like this, or that he has been working for a woman for more than ten years, would he get tired of her? I thought he was a psychopath, so before leaving, I was careful and installed a recorder and a camera, and used a magnetic probe to check if there were any hidden holes or surveillance cameras nearby. Fortunately, there were none, right at this moment.

The employees inside and outside the store said, "The manager is back."

Chapter 3: Indulgence

I heard the store manager yelling at the door, and I cursed inwardly, ducked down and rolled on the ground, opened the window, climbed out of it, and when I came out, I hooked the window with my toes and closed it. I watched the old fox store manager come in. He first looked at the computer report, examined the new goods he had brought back, and began to taste them in the office. They should be new products that will be launched on the market soon by the head office. The old fox seemed to be enjoying the food, but I didn't expect that when he walked out and shouted, someone came in.

Judging from the looks of it, they were probably giving food tastings to the employees. I saw a beautiful woman with light makeup wearing two types of Chinese cheongsams in the store. One was a modified Taiwanese blue-purple color with side lines that opened to the thighs, while the black one opened to the upper waist. However, there was a zipper on the upper waist so the opening could be controlled. The person who walked in was her mother, wearing a black cheongsam with golden peony flowers embroidered on the chest and a hair accessory on her head. I saw the old fox pull the zipper on the mother's leg and pull it directly to the upper waist, revealing the pink and blue lace panties on the side and the plump and tender thighs exposed.

The old fox's hands were restlessly touching my mother's thighs. It was very exciting to watch the secretly filmed videos, let alone it was happening right in front of me. I saw that the old fox's hands were getting bolder and bolder, tickling my mother's vagina from the front. My mother blushed when she was touched, and she hurriedly avoided it. She took a bite of cake and was about to leave. I saw that the old fox hugged my mother's body and would not let him go. He pressed my mother on the desk, lifted the black cheongsam on her buttocks, revealing her flowing waist, fair skin and snow-white buttocks, and pinched it hard, turned up her panties to reveal her vagina, and hurriedly unzipped his pants and took out a... not-so-good cock...

Damn, the angle of the film was not right at that time, so I couldn't tell how big the old fox's penis was. Only then did I understand why my mother's expression was okay, it turned out that it was not that good. Her erection was not even half as good as mine. What's more, I have a mole below the middle of my penis, and my sexual desire is very strong. I heard that there are even more powerful moles on the scrotum. It is rare to have only one, not to mention that some people have two moles, like stars and Tenglong. If you add the one on the glans, it's three stars like Chenglong, which is only in the legend.

I heard that there are really people in the world who have two stars of Youlong, but I also have one star, which is not bad. When I have sex, I can make girls exhausted without any caressing. It depends on whether I want it or not. Let me keep this aside for now. After all, I don’t want to brag about my sexual ability. The mother turned around and begged no. The old fox had to settle for the next best thing and asked the mother to kneel down and give him a blowjob. The mother closed her eyes, and her tongue was not like that of a novice. Her blowing and licking skills, as well as her facial expressions, made the old fox surrender in less than five minutes. The mother spat a mouthful of semen with saliva into the trash can and left.

Okay, you little bastard store manager, if I don’t kill you this time, I will... I will, forget it, I’ll talk about it later. I went home and thought about how to get my mother away from this pervert's hands. I decided to take a two-pronged approach. I found a time, when the store was closing and the manager was still busy settling the monthly reports, I slipped in. The manager was suspicious of why I came, so I beat around the bush and mentioned that my mother had been acting strangely recently and I wondered if the manager would be able to handle it. At this point I saw the manager's face change and sweat break out on his forehead, so I knew this old fox would be easy to deal with.

I began to talk about my family history, starting with the dignitaries, political parties, business factions, celebrities and scholars, and then mentioned that I had relatives who were not vegetarians. The store manager asked in doubt, "Vegetarians?" I lowered my head and secretly told the old fox that it was someone who had killed someone before. The manager was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat in front of me. I deliberately did not point out the relationship between her and her mother, and indirectly told the manager everything about his family. After all, this old fox is a veteran in the battlefield, even if his face is not good, but since he dares to play with someone else's wife, it means he has a solid foundation and a strong backing.

So I also pointed out the relationship between him and my mother, and threatened me that my mother was also in the photo, and it would not look good if it got out. I saw the store manager's eyes flash gloomy, and I knew that this old fox was prepared. I pretended to be stupid and said, you...you...how dare you have such a relationship with my mother. The old fox grinned and said that he had a lot of photos in his hands. He also said that my mother was really delicious in bed, but it was a pity that he had only tasted it twice. After that, he said a lot of nonsense, which made me furious. I knew very well that this was a provocation, and he deliberately put on a smiling face and really beat me up.

I crossed my legs and said, "Manager, you have those photos of yours, and I have them too, but I may not have the photos in your NB." The manager's face darkened, and he immediately clicked his mouse quickly, asking me when I entered the office and tampered with and stole computer data, and I would be taken to the police station. I said, is there something missing? Are the loving photos of you and your wife missing? The old fox is still holding on, saying that we should die together. If I dare to publish the photos, he will follow suit.

At this point, I had endured it long enough, so I leaped forward, grabbed the old fox by the collar and lifted him up, and with my right hand, I punched his liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys respectively. I let go of the collar with my left hand and punched his liver again, then turned around and got behind the store manager, pinched his throat with my palms, and wrapped my left hand around his neck with the tie on my neck. This was exactly the method I used to threaten some trash before. I used my thumb and palm to pinch his throat and trachea, and pulled his tie with my left hand as if he was hanging himself. The old fox was almost out of breath, so I let go of his thumb and told him not to get close to my mother or other people in the store.

The store manager couldn't breathe, and other organs of his body were hit hard by external force. He screamed in pain and said "OK..." I shouted, "Swear to me!" and said in a loud voice, "I was hanging myself, with my neck hooked and my tongue almost sticking out." I whispered in his ear, "I used to be a rebel against a scumbag. Do you know why I joined the underworld in high school? One reason was that I didn't learn my lesson and went astray. The other was that I didn't know how to control the severity of my attacks. I just relied on the word "ruthless". Fortunately, my relatives persuaded me to leave this place of trouble and the underworld a year ago. Do you know what happened to that scumbag later?

I loosened my tie and asked the store manager to sit on the leather chair. I saw him coughing and gasping non-stop. His expression looked like he had been to the gates of hell and was so scared that he peed his pants. I continued to talk about what happened to that rubbish. I twisted his neck with my hands on the spot, took him to the mountain in a black van and buried him. He has never been seen since. The old fox was trembling all over. I told him these things today, firstly, to let him be more cautious, and secondly, to tell him that I have been targeting him.

At this point I changed the subject and became much gentler, and said to the store manager, if I really wanted to kill you, why not just punch you in the heart first, or pinch your trachea with my tiger claws, but just wrap your tie around your neck a few more times, press your head under my crotch, clamp your legs together, and pull the tie up hard with my hands, and you'll be dead. Because after a year of living with my family, I no longer wanted to live like this. I told the store manager that I had an analysis and could let you be the district manager, but you had to leave here, okay? The store manager nodded in agreement, but I was afraid that desperate people would risk their lives, so I secretly thought to myself and said, "Manager, I have checked everyone around you, so you'd better not have any bad ideas, otherwise your family will suffer, and it will be hard to say what will happen."

I walked on the way home. This two-pronged approach, appealing to emotions and making logical arguments, using both civil and military means, and using both soft and hard tactics, I didn't believe this old fox would dare to play any more tricks. What? You ask why I am so cruel? Let me tell you, I am the Oscar-winning actor. I do know some people from all walks of life, but they are only a minority. After all, Taiwan is a society ruled by law. If you have any questions, just leave them to a lawyer. Also, you said I can check the store manager's family. Please, there are only three people in the store manager's family. It's hard to find out. I will just ask my mother and we will know.

Aren’t you afraid that the store manager will find out? If you dare to act, you must be prepared. Don't forget the recorder and hidden camera in the office. There is another trick up your sleeve, which I will not go into details. The only thing left is how to let your mother know about this good thing. Sure enough, my mother seemed to be in a good mood recently. She even went out to buy an LV bag, which looked pretty good. I took my mother's hand and walked into my room, hugged her waist from behind, and said that I knew everything. Only then did my mother realize that all her secrets had already been discovered by her son. I showed my mother the computer videos and photos.

I promised to cut them all. Mother knew the whole story and finally let go of a big stone. However, when she saw my erect cock, she couldn't help blushing. I said in a teasing tone, "Mom, I have sacrificed so much for you, don't you have any reward?" My mother seemed a little reluctant, so I hugged her, who was wearing a blue and purple cheongsam, and hugged her. I asked her teasingly if the manager could have sex with me. My mother's eyebrows raised and she said, "I'm not allowed to mention him again."

My mother walked away first, went out the door to look around, and after making sure there was no one around, she turned around and talked to me. She said she knew that boys of our age are full of vigor and have strong sexual desire. She also asked me if I had any sexual experience. I walked towards my mother with my cock erect, kissed her neck lightly, and rubbed her buttocks with my cock. My mother blushed and frowned slightly. I pulled up my mother's slender fingers and caressed my cock. After my mother let me violate it, she said it was only this time and there would be no chance next time. Her eyes were charming, and my penis got harder when she saw me.

I pulled the buckle on the cheongsam, revealing a snow-white breast. Against the backdrop of a white bra, the cheongsam's tight chest design made the breasts tower high, just like the women in "Curse of the Golden Flower", with big breasts and cleavage. I squeezed her breasts from behind with both hands. I clamped my mother's arms with my elbows to hold them, while my penis enjoyed my mother's buttocks. My mother had a petite figure, and her skin was as white as snow. I sat on the bed and simply hugged my mother to me, with my penis against her cheongsam buttocks and my mother's breasts.

I pulled open the entire cheongsam top, and two northern hemisphere breasts were right in front of me. I twisted my hips and rotated my cock, and my mother's body swayed with me, and her buttocks kept squeezing my penis. I asked my mother to turn her head over, first kissed her lips forcefully, then peeled off her bra with both hands, exposing her nipples, and pinched her nipples with my fingers, whether it was flicking, pinching, digging, flicking, or clamping, kneading her areola, and my mother's clever tongue in her mouth kept entangled with mine. My mother's beautiful body, which made me ejaculate in the movie, is now in my arms, allowing me to enjoy sexual stimulation.

As the saying goes, "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, fuck your mother quickly", I thought that I had played enough, and I remembered the way my mother was fucked in her cheongsam. In fact, a woman who does not take off all her clothes can arouse more animal desires in men. I originally wanted to play with my mother's body again, but unfortunately the people at home were about to come back. I tickled her pussy with my fingers, and just inserted my fingers and scraped the walls for a short while, but she actually started to flow with juice. Could this be the so-called "morning dew and flower rain"? I read in a novel that this is when the pussy is usually kept moist, and the juice is juicy, thicker and smoother.

I saw that my mother's face was rosy and flawless. When I probed her honey pot with my fingers and sucked her nipple, my mother immediately gasped. Yes, my mother is indeed sensitive. Her panties can be soaked by just caressing and sexual teasing. I didn't expect that my mother, who is middle-aged, can still maintain this level of sexual organs. Seeing that she was so wet, I didn't say much. I immediately lifted up the cheongsam on her hips and thrust my cock. It was a little tight at first, and then I pushed it deep into my body. My mother let out a long moan.

I stood up, grabbed my mother's hands behind her back, and directly poured my cock into that wet pistil from the lower back. My mother's hands were pulled in pain, and my lower body did not stop either. The whole vagina was slippery, wet, sticky, and juicy, which made me feel even more comfortable. I opened my mother's hands with both hands, pinched her breasts with both hands, pushed her against the wall, and pressed her whole body against the wall. The breasts in my palms were pressed against the wall by me, and the breasts were squeezed out from between my fingers. My cock was then poured from the bottom to the top, forming another kind of twitching.

Next, I pressed my mother down on the table, held her hips, and kept pounding her buttocks. Her buttocks rippled, and I didn't know when her panties were pulled down by me. My mother was already moaning and gasping. I looked at my mother's back, the photo of her being fucked, and now I was riding my mother's buttocks. No wonder the manager felt so good after having sex with my mother once. My father doesn't know how to appreciate such a famous sex organ as my mother, and there is a mole on my penis, so my girlfriend alone can't satisfy me. Now that I'm at home, I want my mother to be my woman.

The whole thigh made a slapping sound, and I almost hit the bottom every time. I lifted the petite mother's thigh, and inserted it from the side to tease her. I slowed down the rhythm, and let the mother sit on my cock, twisting her buttocks with her back to me. As the speed increased, the carnal pleasure, the stimulation of incest, and the mother's ecstasy body made me suddenly uncontrollably ejaculate. Why did the mother's flesh walls clamp down every time she moaned, and I felt so good that my head was itchy and a stream of thick white sperm shot into the depths of her uterus.

I immediately squeezed her breasts vigorously with both hands. My mother felt pain. I squeezed and rubbed them harder, and sure enough, her vagina started to leak out love juice. Women with sensitive physiques are hard to come by. I greedily sucked my mother's sweet lips. I decided that this woman was mine and I wanted to enjoy my mother. My mother stood up and I hugged her and said that I would make her comfortable. My mother took a look and walked towards the bathroom with her hips twisted. But at that moment, why did my mother smile? Or did I see it wrong?

Chapter 4 Revenge

Ever since I had sex with my mother that time, especially with that sex tool, I wanted to fuck her pussy non-stop, and I found excuses and even had sex with her several times. It felt really great, and just as I expected, my mother was sensitive and moist, and had a very strong sexual desire. She was fucked by me twice a day, and it was still the same as usual. But there was one time when I fucked my mother six or seven times in a row, and my cock hurt, and she almost fainted from the orgasm. But she went from tactfully refusing to simply doing what I wanted and letting me satisfy my sexual desire.

However, it was not so easy to let the store manager off the hook. When the store manager was transferred to become a district manager, I went to his home. His wife was a pretty beauty with a slender waist and a cute face. When her daughter went to school, I told her the private photos of the store manager teasing his wife. The store manager's wife was so scared that the teacup in her hand fell and shattered. I put my hand on the store manager's wife's leg and said that I could not tell her, but she had to listen to me.

The store manager's wife reluctantly agreed with red eyes. I think this woman has a different flavor compared to my mother. My mother is petite and my colleague has a slender figure, but the store manager's wife has a youthful vibe. She may be younger, about 30 years old, with a playful and childish face. To put it bluntly, she has a student vibe. I decided to fuck the manager's wife in his room, so I took his wife's hand and walked into the room to see what clothes she would wear. I saw the closet was open, full of clothes.

All kinds of sexy lingerie, role-playing, and SM props. Damn, this store manager is really perverted and doesn't treat women as human beings. I just want her to wear a maid outfit. I saw the store manager's wife holding the clothes and looking at me. She was embarrassed to change clothes in front of me. I said I just wanted to see, so in one word, change. I don’t know if it’s because of the old fox’s good training, but this wife not only took off her clothes shyly, but even her movements seemed awkward and cute, just like a student virgin who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time.

Let me think, I have been eating my mother's charming and sexy food these days, so today I will change to eating the light food of a student and a wife, which is not bad. As the saying goes, "If you don't take revenge, you are not a gentleman. You forced yourself on the store manager's beautiful wife." Since you dare to force my mother to bed, I will rape your wife in your room and train her to be my sex slave. Let's see who has the better plan and the better move. After putting on garter stockings and a lace wreath on my head, I asked the manager's wife to walk in, and I saw the maid wife turned around in front of me. I saw that this maid outfit was exquisitely made and made of real materials.

I started to get half hard just by looking at her, and I sat on the sofa in the room with my legs spread, saying "Why don't you come over to dress the owner?", then the store manager's wife came over shyly, and started kissing me on the mouth as she did to the store manager. Her long eyelashes blinked in front of my eyes, and the lip gloss on her lips looked even more tender and juicy under the light. The store manager's wife's left hand was not idle either, and she kept rubbing my cock, and she whispered "Only this time, there won't be a next time, and you have to keep it a secret".

I opened my mouth and sucked those delicate lips hard, after a while I said "I will, but you have to let me enjoy it". The store manager's wife blushed, and looked at me with watery eyes. She skillfully took out my cock and teased and caressed it with her hands. I looked at her from top to bottom, and saw my cock being slowly stuffed into her mouth, while the store manager's wife looked at me, blowing and licking it non-stop, her tongue circling around the glans, my glans was itchy, and I thought to myself that she was really well trained, she is basically an AV actress.

The store manager's wife's head kept moving up and down under my crotch, first pushing out the entire glans, her mouth with red lips and sharp teeth was sexy and charming, her two sweet lips gently held the glans, and her tongue licked it in her mouth, then she moved her head up and down a little, and her lips kept moving on the glans, a good move of nodding like a hen, the rhythm of nodding was fast and long, I have never been blown by this move in my life, then the whole cock was put into her mouth, pressed against her throat, because if she continued to nod like this, I would definitely ejaculate, fortunately I immediately lowered my head and pushed the cock against her throat, and the store manager's wife made a humming sound in her mouth, and I let go.

The store manager's wife took a deep breath and her mouth was full of saliva. I signaled her to continue and she continued to suck my penis. I thought to myself that it felt so good to be sucked, which was better than me taking the initiative to force myself on my mother. At this time, the store manager's wife had almost exhausted all her oral skills. She held the base of the penis and stroked it, sucked the penis with her mouth, licked the glans with her tongue, and her scrotum was licked and touched. She used her tongue, with the tip of her tongue entwined, the tongue covered, and the back of her tongue pressed against the head. Finally, she used a killer move, "swallowing the penis deep into her throat, licking the base of the scrotum and sucking the glans with her tongue."

I was so excited that I didn't even have time to decide whether to give it a blowjob or not, and I ejaculated directly into the store manager's wife's mouth. My penis trembled a few times, and I hurriedly pulled it out, wanting to ejaculate some on her face, but the store manager's wife was still sucking. It felt like my semen was about to be squeezed out, so I let the store manager's wife go. I decided to have sex with this woman, and I had secretly placed a camera in advance, so I thought that her oral sex skills just now should have been recorded.

I pressed the store manager's wife down on the bed and started to enjoy the food. The maid outfit was already in disarray when I pulled it off with my hands. She was not wearing a bra, and her two C cups were in front of me. The small and cute breasts were just like a student's, and the breasts were very white, as white as two off-white pearls. I pinched them with my hands, and they were soft, tender and elastic. The breasts deformed well in my hands and were very elastic. I don't know how they were maintained, and the nipples were just that pink color. I thought to myself, is that strange? This old fox has been trained a lot, why are her nipples still pink? Could it be done by floating?

But I didn't think so much at the moment. You fuck your mother and I fuck your wife. It's fair. I turned over without saying a word and pinched the fleshy buttocks squeezed by the suspenders with my hands. My hands were very elastic. Not big, but very upturned. It was different from my mother's. I touched the pubic mound with my fingers and there was only a faint mucus. It seemed that my teasing was not stimulating enough. I was almost fainted by the sucking of this woman just now. I had to save face and go back. I pulled the manager's wife's panties to her knees and asked her to raise her buttocks higher. The whole flesh hole was clamped between her legs. I pulled her legs with both hands, pinched her buttocks with five fingers, and lowered my head.

I sucked the labia with my tongue first, then slapped the buttocks with both hands, leaving a hot handprint on the figurine. I attacked the pistil with my fingers, pinched the clitoris, and licked the labia. Although this wife is not as juicy as my mother, her body will tremble naturally when being touched, which is very much to my taste. At least now she can't stand having her pussy fucked by mouth. I saw that the amount of vaginal fluid was increasing, so I used my fingers to dig into the flesh wall. I moved to her side and asked, "Have you never been licked?" The store manager's wife said coquettishly, "I could only do it before, and he wouldn't caress me."

How could the old fox not eat such top-quality stuff? Well, excuse me, I will reward this woman with a pleasure. I gently bit the store manager's wife's ear and said, "I will make you have a real orgasm and let you enjoy the pleasure of being a woman." At this time, the flesh inside my finger became more and more tight, as if the whole finger was about to be sucked in. I turned the store manager's wife over to face her. I couldn't help but wonder, she had already spread her legs like a frog, very wide. I rubbed her labia with the head of my glans but wouldn't go in. I then went in a little bit to tease her, and then I used both hands to knead her breasts and even sucked on her pink nipples. Her areola was also pink. She was really fresh and refined, a delicate woman. Looking at her expression, it seemed like she wanted it but didn't dare to show it too obviously. She was really lovable.

Until the store manager's wife was caressed all over by me, feeling numb and unbearable, with a begging look in her eyes, I whispered in her ear, "Be my woman, okay?" The store manager's wife frowned slightly and bit her lower lip. I pushed the head of the rod in one-third of the way and said again, "Yes? No or not?" The store manager's wife kept panting and said "No..." with a blushing face. I immediately thrust hard and hit her cervix. Without saying a word, I started to thrust wildly, making the store manager's wife scream loudly without caring about her image.

I didn't show any mercy and lifted the store manager's wife's legs and buckled them on my shoulders. As the spring bed bounced up and down, the whole cock went in and out vigorously. Every time it hit her honey pot, there would be a popping sound. After hearing the pop, the store manager's wife screamed. At this moment, I held one leg with both hands and thrust in and out quickly, hitting one of her fleshy buttocks continuously. I let go of her legs with both hands, grabbed the store manager's wife's hair hard, and pulled it hard, causing her to scream in pain. I thrust in and out like I was riding a horse, and finally held my hips and stood up, making the store manager's wife stand bent, forming an inverted V shape.

The store manager's wife supported herself on the ground with her hands, and I thrust hard, pouring all the semen from my urethra into the store manager's wife's stomach. Then I slapped her and said, "From now on, you are my woman." I saw the store manager's wife lying on the bed sobbing, and the semen slowly flowed out of her flesh. I took this woman to take a shower, and looking at her naked body, I fucked her again in the bathroom. After washing her, I threw her on the bed. Regardless of whether she was willing or not, I forced myself on her, pulled her by her hair and took her to the balcony of the living room, and fucked her asshole in the doggy style from behind, letting the semen flow out of her rectum. Then I asked the store manager's wife to suck my cock clean.

Then when I was leaving, I took a look and saw that the store manager's wife's body was covered with my red handprints, her breasts were red from being squeezed, her cheeks were swollen from being slapped by me, and her knees were bruised from kneeling. I couldn't bear it, so I walked back, hugged her and said, "I... I know what I did, you won't forgive me..." I took her up and washed her carefully in the bathroom, took out the ointment from the store manager's wife's home, and applied it carefully. The store manager's wife looked at me and cried. After we settled down, I kissed her lightly on the lips and said, "Hate me, but don't hate yourself", and left.

It turns out that I feel so empty after revenge. This pleasure of releasing my desire makes me feel helpless. I sighed and thought about what to do next. But at this moment, I had no idea that there were so many secrets involved behind one thing.

Chapter 5 Another Mother

"Mom, hurry up," I shouted, and my mother then held my cock and slowly stroked it up and down. My mother said, "Didn't you say it was just the once? Why did it get so hard again after I ejaculated once?" I pressed my mother's head and forced her to suck my penis. After a few strokes of the penis in her mouth, she pulled it out and said with a sob, "Don't do this to me again." Now I got annoyed and pushed my naked mother onto the bed. I pressed my mother's thighs with my hands and thrust my cock into her vagina.

My mother cried out, "Stop doing this, please." She used her hands to push my body to prevent me from pressing down, and she clamped her legs tightly together. I got so ruthless, thinking, if your thighs are so tightly clamped together, I'll just press forward, revealing her slightly bulging labia. My mother twisted her body and struggled against my control. I simply took a rope, tied her delicate wrists, fixed her hands, wrapped the rope around the iron rod on the bedside table, and pulled the rope down hard. I saw my mother's hands being pulled straight up, revealing her hairless armpits.

My mother sobbed and said, "I... I... If I had known this earlier... 呜呜". I took my mother's panties and stuffed them in her mouth. I ran my hands down along her jade hands and touched her armpits. I licked them. My mother stuffed her panties in her mouth and turned her head to the side, not looking at me. I continued to touch her. This pair of breasts was not bad, a little saggy, but the nipples, the volume and the shape of her breasts were all in the golden ratio, not too big or too small, and there was a milk fragrance.

I rubbed it with both hands, wrapped my tongue around the areola, rubbed the nipple lightly with my teeth, and bit the areola with my lips. My mother's whole face turned red, and she moaned unclearly. I made my five fingers into claws and pinched her very hard. It was so tight that my mother's expression was very ferocious. After I let go of my fingers, my mother's body relaxed. There were two red handprints on her snow-white breasts. This was a mark that my mother was mine.

Seeing my mother like this, I probed her vagina with my fingers and found it was quite wet. I simply used my fingers to make her orgasm once, and began to look for the G-spot familiarly. When I felt it was almost there, I bent my fingers in her vagina and began to dig and rub it. I saw my mother supporting herself with her legs and lifting her buttocks up. Her slender legs were really beautiful. I saw her vaginal fluid gushing out continuously. The more I dug, the more my mother's body shook. The whole sheet was soaked. After I stopped moving my fingers, my mother let go of her buttocks.

But is it possible for me to make my mother live so easily? Without saying a word, I continued to dig into my mother's G-spot. My mother's whole body was shaking as if she had a cramp. I took the panties out of her mouth and continued to dig with my fingers. My mother bit her lips and refused to moan loudly. She only used her nasal sound to protest my training. After three repetitions, my mother finally lay on the bed like a deflated ball, without any strength left. I thrust my cock inside her, her pussy became wet and sticky with fluid, and I began to swing my waist.

My mother's pussy is okay, but her ass is really charming. When she wears tight pants, she can compete with Girls' Generation. I let go of the rope that tied her hands and put her body on my legs. My mother has had G-spot squirting countless times. She is completely weak and powerless. Her hands are limp on my shoulders. I put my cock in her pussy. I pinched my mother's ass and said, "Mom... move your ass." Only then did my mother regain consciousness a little and started to move her ass on top of me, pumping her ass like riding a horse.

I pinched my mother's breasts with both hands, and as they swayed up and down, her towering breasts kept shaking in my palms. My mother has gone from resistance, to continuous squirting, to numbness and indulgence, and now she has finally followed her body's needs and twisted her hips. Although she is still not very proactive, she has made great progress. I asked my mother to lie down in front of me. She arched her waist, her skin as white as cream, and her peach-like buttocks were in front of me. The curvature, size, and elasticity were all top-notch. I slapped her hard.

My mother cried out in pain, and I used both hands to knead and play with her buttocks, constantly grabbing the two fleshy petals, squeezing the buttocks against each other, and rubbing the anus with my fingers. I flipped open the labia majora and thrust the glans forward again, this time from behind and from a high slant downward, directly to the bottom. I paused for a moment, then thrust slowly and forcefully, and finally held her hips, rubbing continuously over a short distance. The room was filled with the sound of "pa pa pa". I just like this sound. The buttock waves created by the thighs hitting the buttocks are so exciting that the glans feels numb all over, and I stop.

After enduring for a second or two, I thrust harder and couldn't help but ejaculate guzzles of thick semen. My mother was already tired, with her hands and face lying on the bed, and could only lift her hips to make me comfortable. After I was intimate with my mother, I whispered in her ear, "Mom... you're so great. Every time I hold back my sexual desire, it's just to ejaculate on you." My mother didn't say anything. After lying down for a while, she became weak all over, with sore thighs. Her hips twisted, she walked with her feet turned outward, and she limped back to the room. I took away her cheongsam, panties, and bra.

I laughed secretly that I had finally gotten my hands on this pretty girl, my mother. I was thinking about my mother a month ago. At that time, she was still a dignified, virtuous, and beautiful housewife, but now she is the woman I use to satisfy my sexual desires at home.

Chapter 6: Teasing

A month ago, I accidentally saw my mother masturbating with the help of a vibrator. I saw it clearly through the crack in the door. I have never had sex in my life, and the girlfriends I have had only held hands and kissed at most. But my current girlfriend is a Christian and insists on not having sex before marriage. I have been dating for a year and I have had my penis for a year. Now my mother is masturbating, and I am also masturbating in private. So why don't we help each other? This evil thought came to my mind: masturbating each other doesn't count as incest, right?

Afterwards, I researched articles about incest online. Although I knew that most of them were fake, I still wanted to see what mother-son incest was. At first, I began to write incest articles, writing down all my thoughts about having sex with my mother. Later, when my mother came to my room, I deliberately set the wallpaper to pictures of middle-aged women being fucked. My mother would always glance at them but would never say anything, and I pretended not to know. Every time my mother came to the room, I would change the picture, until one day my mother said to me, "Have I learned bad things?"

I pretended to be stupid and said sorry. Later, when my mother came to my room again, I watched a mother-son incest video directly and played the sound so that my mother could hear it clearly. My mother was angry and told me to watch less such things, but I still did the same. Until one night, I masturbated in front of my mother. My mother was so scared that she couldn't speak. She asked me what was wrong? I told my mother that I was feeling very uncomfortable. She frowned and told me to solve it privately and not do it in front of her.

After that, I deliberately turned on the computer and pretended to go to the toilet. My mother sneaked into my room and read the article I wrote on the computer. The more she read, the more surprised she was. At this time, I suddenly opened the door and locked it. My mother asked me what I was thinking about? I told my mother honestly that I wanted her to help me relieve my sexual desire, but she said how could that be possible? This is incest, which is not allowed. I walked towards my mother with my cock erect, and I continued to say, doesn't my mother feel anything when she sees this kind of thing? My mother was speechless. I thrust my cock in front of her. She stared at the cock and then looked at me.

I said please to my mother just once, and my mother got up to leave with a frown. Seeing that she was unwilling, I held her hand, hugged her to me, and said behind her ear, "Mom, you usually masturbate yourself, don't you like me?" My mother was scared and said, "You..." I pushed her buttocks with my exposed cock and continued, "Mom, just help me indulge myself, it's not incest." My mother shook her head and said, it still didn't work. I was angry this time, and I hugged my mother directly, and said, "If you don't help, I will ignore you in the future."

I know this is very childish, but it works. Mother said to me, "Only this time, no one can tell", and I smiled. Mother looked at me, and awkwardly held my cock with her slender and soft palm and began to stroke it. Mother and I were both standing, and mother leaned next to me, helping me to hold my cock and stroke it up and down, while my hands began to move in an unruly manner, touching and rubbing mother's ass, which was very soft and nice to touch. Mother told me to stop touching it, but I said it felt better this way and would make me ejaculate faster, so mother let me continue touching.

As time passed, my mother began to grasp the trick and moved up along my glans while my fingers began to dig into her vagina. I said to my mother, "Help me, I also want to help my mother", but she only said, "Cum quickly or your father will be back", and I began to pinch her buttocks harder and simply reached into her cheongsam and pinched her hot buttocks with my hands. My mother frowned and said, "Don't...", and my cock was quickly stroked by my mother, but in the end I was no match for her hands. The stimulation it brought me was too great, and I ejaculated directly on the wall, with great force and large amount of thick semen.

You can tell from the thick feeling that I haven't ejaculated for a long time. Mother said, "Okay... let me go." I held her back and pressed her on the table. I used my fingers to turn her panties up and pressed her whole body down. Mother said anxiously, "Don't touch there." I inserted my fingers into her vagina along the crotch and said to her, "Mom... don't do it by yourself anymore. I can help you with my hands." After that, I started fingering her regardless of whether she was willing or not. Mother started to muffle, and I speeded up my fingers. An egg-white liquid flowed out of her vagina, covering my hands with vaginal fluid.

My mother's legs then went limp and she knelt on the ground. I said to her, "You can come to me if you need anything in the future, and you have to help me if I need something." My mother didn't say anything else and left. I know that although I am young and strong, I can't do it several times in a row, only twice at most, and my penis is not thick, just long. But I can endure it. I can endure it for several days just to make my mother happy. Women are really different. They can have orgasm every day, continuously and uninterruptedly.

I began to finger my mother intentionally or unintentionally, first in the kitchen, caressing her buttocks regardless of whether she was willing or not. There was no other way, because her buttocks was so great. My mother came back this afternoon and her face looked a little strange, as if something good had happened. I asked her where she was going and she just said she was meeting a colleague. I didn't think too much about it and hugged my mother and started to tease her. Seeing me like this, my mother couldn't refuse and could only tolerate my indulgence and training.

My mother is a salesperson in a wedding cake shop. She is a very ladylike woman in normal times. She would be shy about discussing sex topics. But I didn't expect that my mother and my father didn't have good sex life, so she could only DIY it herself. It's a pity that my mother has a tall and slim figure, a pair of long legs, a flowing waist, and a beautiful butt. When she puts on tight pants, her butt wiggles even more. She wears a cheongsam after get off work every day. Sometimes when she bends down in front of me to get something, her whole butt is squeezed out. Sometimes I just touch it and then talk.

My mother began to tolerate my fingering and masturbate for me. I gradually added flirting and hugged her to my body. She was not used to it at first, but later, after she helped me stroke my cock, she stopped resisting. I saw that she was used to it, so I began to touch and rub her breasts. She wanted to hide but couldn't. In the end, she had no choice but to take off her clothes, and I even sucked on her nipples and played with her breasts. She had no choice but to endure it. Every time she said, "Come on...come on, be good," I was like a wild beast and I had to pinch these breasts well.

I started to ask my mother to masturbate for me at home. Even if there were people around, my mother had to do it behind the family's back. She would hold my cock in a blind spot and rub it non-stop. I told my mother, "Be careful not to get caught," to increase her sense of stimulation. Plus, I could also use my fingers to tease her, so my mother could only indulge in masturbation again and again. In the end, masturbation couldn't satisfy me anymore, so I had to use my mouth. At first, my mother didn't want to suck my cock because she felt it was disgusting.

But I said that using her mouth would be faster, so my mother reluctantly licked my cock. At first, her technique was not good and she would often rub it with her teeth. Later, as I often watched porn with my mother, my mother finally understood how to give a blowjob. After that, whenever my family was not around, I would hug my mother and watch porn in my room, and we would masturbate each other. I also started to give my mother blowjobs, and learned to find her G-spot and make her squirt. I didn't expect that this trick would make my mother completely limp, and she would be even more excited than before fingering.

Until one day, I forced my mother to drink heavily, and she was unconscious, so I lost my virginity to her. That afternoon, I stripped her naked, and it was the first time I saw her body so close. She had thick pubic hair, firm breasts, slightly dark private parts, and snow-white thighs. My mother was drunk and had completely forgotten who I was. She only wanted to have sex, and what I did with my mother that day was "arousing passion and we couldn't stop."

Time after time, I rarely saw my mother so open and lascivious. She was like an unsatisfied widow who needed a young stud to fuck her. I did as my mother wished and made her orgasm again and again. It was not until my mother lost her drunkenness that she realized she had had sex with me. She was very upset. I hugged my mother and said that what had happened was over. Only then was my mother willing to accept this fact.

Until today, this was the third time I raped my mother, because I knew that her G-spot was a weak point, so I wanted my mother to be my slave. However, my new Christian girlfriend began to actively ask me to have sex with her, which had never happened before.

Why would a well-behaved high school senior who I had been dating for a year want to have sex with me? Did God send her a dream and make her think it through?

Chapter 7: Senior Year Girlfriend

I was going to have a good day with my mother today on holiday, but unfortunately I was pulled out by my girlfriend. I stayed with her for almost the whole day, and all I could think about was my mother's perky butt, which made me so horny that I couldn't calm down. Until we arrived at the door of a hotel, my girlfriend shyly pulled my clothes and said, "Do you want to go in and rest?" I smiled and asked, "Are you serious this time? Is this a prank?" She pouted and said, "Forget it if you don't want to," and turned and left. I looked at her Scottish skirt that was lifted up by her spinning, hugged my girlfriend's body and said, "I was just kidding," and then we went in to get a room.

We chose a very beautiful room with an open-air bath. It was the first time for my girlfriend and I to come to such a place. We felt like a mountain kid who had never seen TV. There were surprised eyes everywhere, and we almost forgot the purpose of our visit. My girlfriend and I bathed each other for the first time, and we were both naked on the bed. My girlfriend is different from my mother. She has a youthful body. Her breasts are not too big, but they are cute. My girlfriend raised her lips slightly and said, "I want to give you my first time." I nodded, kissed her and said, "Me too..."

After saying that, the scene of my mother lying on the bed and being forcibly penetrated by me appeared in my mind. I always felt very sorry for my girlfriend, but now that things have come to this, I can only take one step at a time. I think I have to act a little awkward. I kissed my girlfriend's cherry lips first. After the kiss, my girlfriend shyly giggled, but my hands couldn't help but skillfully dig into her honey pot, kissing all the way to her neck and breasts. I don't know why, but my performance was different from what I thought. I rubbed her breasts skillfully, blew and licked her nipples, which made my girlfriend's face blush and her breath gasped. Is this what a shy virgin looks like?

I was also embarrassed to ask my girlfriend to give me a blowjob, so I asked her if she was willing to help me stroke my cock. My girlfriend nodded, held the penis coquettishly, and stroked it slowly, but then she actually put it in her mouth, licking the base of the cock with her tongue, and she even knew to hold the glans in her mouth, avoiding her teeth. What... ? What's going on? I watched my girlfriend blowing and sucking non-stop. It was obvious that she was very skilled. The strength of her hands and the slipperiness of her saliva were just right. It was difficult for me to believe that it was her first time giving a blowjob.

I lifted my girlfriend's face and after a French kiss, the cock that was almost blown to pieces by the mouth was covered with saliva. I thought to myself, is my girlfriend cheating on me? This is impossible. My girlfriend shyly opened her legs. I caressed the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs. She squeezed her legs together because of the itch and said with a smile, "It's itchy." I didn't think she looked like she had been fucked before. Never mind. I'll know if she is a virgin if I continue. I used my two hands to open her labia majora. Sure enough, her labia is pink when she is young, which is different from her mother's.

I rubbed the glans against the entrance of the vagina and gently pushed it in a little bit. It was tight, really tight. I felt something blocking the glans in front of it. It was completely different from my mother's wet honey pot. My girlfriend's face looked a little painful. I looked at her, kissed her and said, "If it really hurts, you can stop." My girlfriend grabbed the pillow next to her and nodded for me to continue. I had to ask her to relax and then squeezed in with all my strength. I didn't expect the vagina to be so tight. It felt like the flesh wall was going to clamp your penis in half. It covered it completely without any dead ends.

I began to regret not fingering my girlfriend first to make her pussy wet, but once the arrow was shot, there was no turning back, so I had to push my body in a little bit, just almost inserting the root. My girlfriend was already crying in pain, and the pillow was deformed by her grip. I held my girlfriend's waist and lifted her up a little, knelt on the ground, supported my girlfriend's butt, and pulled back, and finally the whole cock was stuffed into the pussy. My girlfriend was about to faint from the pain, and we were both sweating. I didn't expect that it would be easy to break my virginity, and I inserted my cock into my mother's pussy in one go.

But I never expected that it would be so difficult to lose virginity. And it was completely different from my mother's, it was super tight, so tight that I didn't know how to thrust. This was the first time I encountered such a situation, and I was a little overwhelmed. I pressed my body against my girlfriend, kissed her gently, asking her not to tense her muscles so much. My girlfriend half-opened her eyes, grabbed my shoulders with both hands, and looked at me with love in her eyes, as if she was giving her virginity to the one she loved. I slowly thrust my cock, not daring to go fast, only slow.

In the end, I pulled out after less than ten minutes of thrusting because I really couldn't bear it. Watching my girlfriend moan in pain for these ten minutes, I couldn't ejaculate even if I thrust at a normal speed. My girlfriend wanted me to do it again, and she said she could bear it. I had no choice but to give my girlfriend a blowjob, hoping that this pussy would secrete more love juice. I saw that it was wet enough, so I entered again. Although it was still very crowded, it was much better than before and was smoother. I inserted my cock in and out of the pink pussy, and every stroke was filled with my girlfriend's love juice.

I sucked her nipples and kept moving my waist, which finally made me ejaculate. I squeezed my girlfriend's buttocks tightly and gave her all the semen. My girlfriend stood up and hugged me, but I heard a very soft voice. Although it was said in the moaning, I still heard it. It was "thank you". Thank you for what? I looked at the bloodstains on the bed sheets. I was sure that my girlfriend was a virgin. However, her behavior and sexual skills bothered me. I asked her, "Were you very skilled in oral sex in bed today?" She smiled and said, "No, that's because I watched porn. Don't you guys all like that?" It seemed to make sense, so I replied, "Actually, I watched a lot of porn yesterday, so it seems I'm okay today."

My girlfriend fell into my arms like a little bird and said, "You have to be nice to me, okay?" I know every girl will be like this after the first time, especially my girlfriend is a good girl. I had no choice but to kiss her and said, "Baby, you are mine." Only then did my girlfriend look at me with her big eyes and smiled sweetly, like a little girl, and asked for a kiss from me. But why do I have such an ominous feeling? It's very strange, but there was nothing unusual during the process. What the hell is going on?

So I decided to go to my girlfriend's house to check what happened. Maybe I could find some clues in her room. As for myself, I am a calm and composed person and I can control my emotions very well. But when I made the excuse of going to my girlfriend's house and waiting for her to go out on a date, I found something in her room that shouldn't have been there.

It should be normal for this thing to appear in an ordinary girl's room, but my girlfriend herself would not wear this kind of thing, so there is a problem. This is a triangle sexy lace underwear. My keen intuition immediately analyzed several situations, and the biggest doubt is that this underwear does not belong to my girlfriend, so whose is it?

Chapter 8 Invasion

While my girlfriend was turning her back to me, I reached out and grabbed her panties and immediately stuffed them into my pocket. After the date was over, I took out the panties from my room. The size didn't fit my girlfriend, and there was still some dried body fluids left on them. It was hard to judge based on how long they had been there, but I was sure they had been there for at least half a day. When I came out of my girlfriend's room, I took the opportunity to touch the key and made an identical one. My girlfriend called and asked if the keys were dropped with me. I smiled and said that my girlfriend was too confused, and decided to send it over tomorrow night.

Originally I wanted to get a key and sneak in, but now I have an excuse, but I deliberately said in the evening on the phone, actually I wanted to sneak in in the afternoon. I quietly came to my girlfriend's door and heard some noise from inside. I knew that turning the door would make noise, so I moved very gently. I only heard a small sound of metal spring and the door opened.

I went in and poked my head out. There was no one in the living room. I picked up my shoes and hid them, then carefully closed the door. I had socks on, so there was no sound of footsteps. When I walked through the living room, I heard people talking in the room. The living room was not big, with a long sofa chair. The road was in front of me and the front of the sofa was on my right. I was at the armrest on the far right of the sofa, and turned right to see a small door with only a crack in it. I squatted down, held my breath, and looked at what was going on inside.

The gap between the door was very small. I originally wanted to push it wider, but then I realized it was a wooden door and was afraid it would make noise, so I gave up. I looked through the crack in the door and saw a picture that made me break out in cold sweats. Only one-third of the bed was reflected in the photo. A man was lying on the bed with his legs hanging over the edge and his feet on the ground. A woman was wearing an OL suit, black translucent stockings, and black thin-framed glasses, looking like an office secretary.

The woman kept blowing and licking the penis with her mouth. It seemed that she had great skills and the sucking made a constant sound of water. The woman took a high chair and sat on it. She adjusted the chair higher and sat in front of the man's crotch. She took off her high heels, revealing a pair of well-proportioned calves. They were not long, but well-proportioned and very thin. She stepped on the penis with her feet covered with stockings, rubbing it up and down with one foot. The soft sole of her foot made the penis even harder.

At this time, the beautiful legs in stockings changed to clamping both feet at the same time, stroking it continuously, and gently hooking the scrotum with the instep. The stockings on the entire golden lotus feet were covered with secretions from the glans of the penis. I swallowed my saliva when I saw this. I didn't expect that the pleasure brought by foot job was not bad. At this time, I don't know what the woman heard, she stood up and walked towards my door. When she got closer, I could see the woman's face clearly. It was my girlfriend's mother.

Before I could be surprised, my mind immediately raced about what I was going to do. I looked near the door and saw that the toilet door was closed and there was no time to open it. The door to the room at the back was also closed. If I opened it and someone went in, there would be a sound of the door opening. That left only the living room. I thought and acted at the same time, and began my innate thinking ability. First, it would take five seconds for my girlfriend's mother to come over. I had to put my back to the door, with my feet shoulder-width apart, and take a big step to the left. This big step must be to the side of the sofa. I used my left foot as the axis and rotated my body with my right foot.

I turned 180 degrees and was facing the living room aisle with a sofa on my left. I should have run over, but I couldn't because my girlfriend's mother was ready to open the door and walk out. I decided to lie down and use the floor tiles to slide over with my clothes, because the floor tiles are very smooth and they will reflect my image if they are wiped clean. When I was about to lie down, I realized something was wrong because the jacket I was wearing was made of plastic nylon, which would increase friction, but I couldn't turn back.

But I found that it was a coat, and the sweater I was wearing was a knitted garment, so I decided that this method was feasible. I lay with my chest facing the ground. I had already heard the door opening, so I immediately stretched out my palms, laid on the floor, and slid forward with my hands. I immediately bent my knees and shrunk my body into a circle. There was a beam at the end of the floor. I pushed my feet and my body reacted to the right side of the sofa, forming a dead angle. At this time, my girlfriend's mother was already in the living room and called out to my girlfriend to come out.

I slowed down my breathing and adjusted my breath. Fortunately, I was wearing basketball shorts, which were slippery. Also, why did my girlfriend's mother call me girlfriend? Really? I said "Oops" secretly, controlled my excitement, and walked towards the door again. I regretted that I should have checked other places in the room when I came in just now, otherwise I would have killed myself. I still couldn't see the man's face through the crack in the door, and my girlfriend carried her back to me and slowly walked towards the penis.

He started to blow and lick. His fluent oral sex skills showed that he had practiced a lot. Is this man training my girlfriend? I clenched my jaw and watched my girlfriend and her mother blowing and sucking the same penis. This man was having too much fun, one dragon and two phoenixes, and the two women's tongues were licking that thick penis non-stop. My girlfriend, who was wearing a cute little dress and hot pants, was licking the scrotum and base, while my girlfriend's mother was holding the glans with her lips, and both of them were looking in the direction of the man.

At this time the man stood up. He was a handsome young man, about the same age as me, and looked like a young master. He hugged his girlfriend's body with his left hand, pinching her breasts, and hugged his girlfriend's mother with his right hand, pinching her breasts. He pressed his girlfriend's head down, letting her suck his cock alone. The more she sucked, the more skillful she became. She even knew how to lick the glans with her tongue. Many of the techniques I had never seen. My girlfriend's mouth was full of saliva, and the handsome young man kissed my girlfriend's mother, his hands kept touching and kneading her buttocks, and his fingers dug into her vagina.

Not simple, this man is an expert. It seems that he has been training my girlfriend's mother for some time. My girlfriend still looks a little scared, which means it must have started recently. I thought this handsome man would fuck my girlfriend, but he didn't. He fucked my girlfriend's mother in front of her. I looked at the base of my girlfriend's mother's nipples, which kept shaking. It's true that like mother, like daughter. My girlfriend was masturbating next to him, and occasionally the handsome man would give her fingering. After such a crazy fuck, my girlfriend's mother stopped moving. It must be that the man ejaculated.

But the guy's hand didn't stop, and my girlfriend moaned when she was dug. The handsome guy kissed my girlfriend and his hand just twitched in her vagina. A stream of protein liquid flowed out of her vagina. It turned out that my girlfriend wanted to have sex with me. Being teased like this, which woman wouldn't want a cock? After I watched a round, the man actually scored twice. His penis recovered so quickly that he pulled my girlfriend's mother and did it again from behind. I looked at it and turned away.

Even though I was angry, my cock still got hard. The pleasure of enjoying two women was something I had never experienced in my life. Especially the shy and lovely look of my girlfriend's mother, I couldn't bear to watch it and decided to leave. I walked back home and thought about my girlfriend's strange behavior. Why did my girlfriend and her mother give that man oral sex? And what if my girlfriend's mother was having an affair? But it didn't make sense. Why should my girlfriend suck the dick along? Isn't this a 3P?

I checked the information of that handsome young man, and it turned out that he was the son of a colleague of my mother's who worked in the wedding cake shop. He was taller than me, with a handsome face, and the same age as me, both freshmen. I hated myself for not daring to rush into the room and beat up this man. I clenched my fist and hit the keyboard hard, and the whole key popped out. I took a deep breath and calmed down. At this time, the cell phone rang. It turned out that my girlfriend called and asked why I hadn't gone to her house to return the key?

I was downstairs at my girlfriend's house, leaning against the stairwell waiting for her to come down. My girlfriend was wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt. She kissed me mischievously and said with a smile, "Have you been waiting for a long time?" I had a lot of questions I wanted to ask my girlfriend, but I didn't dare to. I tend to worry about this and that. Alas, I'm just a coward. But when I thought about what my girlfriend looked like in the afternoon, I hugged my girlfriend, pressed her in the corner of the stairwell, kept pinching her breasts, and pressed my dick against her butt.

My girlfriend was a little nervous and kept looking outside the door, but I didn't care. If it were normal, I would kiss her goodbye. But now that I know the truth, I must have sex with my girlfriend today, whether she wants or not. I erected my cock, and my girlfriend lay with her back to my chest, shyly asking "Can we do it... next time?" I didn't care and pulled her slender hand over to hold it, but her eyes wandered away, and she was worried that someone would see us.

But her hand was still playing with my cock. I continued to knead her breasts with my left hand and caress her pussy from behind with my right hand. I put my underwear in my mouth and stuffed it into her pubic mound. My girlfriend turned her head and looked at me, frowning and whispered, "Here is not good, how about somewhere else?" I pushed her panties aside and thrust my cock straight, and found that her pussy was even wetter than when she was a virgin. With a plop, the glans pushed open the labia and stuffed the entire penis into her pussy.

I shouted "Ha...Ha..." behind my girlfriend's ear, thinking about my girlfriend licking a man's cock behind my back, suddenly a surge of anger surged in my heart, and I fucked her hard. My girlfriend screamed and quickly covered her mouth with her hands. I held my girlfriend's hips and kept fucking her. Looking at my girlfriend's ponytail, I pulled up the hem of her T-shirt and licked her plump back. There was a little sweat on her back because of worry. On the stairs, my cock hit my girlfriend's buttocks.

This feeling of rage and anger, and forcing my innocent girlfriend to have sex, gave me a kind of pleasure unconsciously. I can't explain it, but it is so good. My girlfriend's thighs were covered with vaginal fluid, and I put my hands inside her short T-shirt, rubbing her breasts. As time passed, the tightness of her vagina, the pleasure of being exposed, and my girlfriend's betrayal made me slap my buttocks hard, pull up my girlfriend's panties with both hands, and pull them up hard until her private parts hurt. I pulled out my penis, grabbed my girlfriend's hair, and pulled her head in front of my penis.

He put his dick on his girlfriend's face and shot out a load of thick semen. He then held the base and slapped her face with it. He rubbed the semen on the front of the glans on her lips and left without looking back. Just when I was raping my girlfriend in the stairwell, I always felt an uncomfortable feeling, I couldn’t describe it, it was like someone was staring at me. I hope I was worrying too much.

Chapter 9 Beautiful Woman

That day, I went towards the home of that handsome man. I checked and found out that he and I were studying in the same university, just in different departments. As I was thinking about it, I arrived downstairs of his house. I stood downstairs for a while, not knowing what excuse to use to go in, when suddenly someone patted my back. I subconsciously felt that it was that young man, and immediately tried to grab his wrist with my backhand, but the other party was even more powerful, and he actually grabbed it back and put me on his chest.

I gritted my teeth and said, what do you want? But I noticed a floral scent and something soft seemed to be pressing against my back. Could it be... Is this young master a woman? Shit, how is that possible, what’s with that penis? Could it be that he is a hermaphrodite? I didn’t expect my girlfriend and her husband would like this taste? I began to change my opinion of Christians, and I heard a friendly laugh behind my ear, saying, "Haven't you had enough of taking advantage of me?"

Then he let go of my wrist and I took a few steps forward. The windows of the young master's house on the first floor were all closed and it seemed like no one was there. I adjusted my glasses and turned around. A girl with long hair was standing in front of me. She said with a smile, "Is your hand okay? If you hadn't attacked me first, I wouldn't have used joint techniques." I walked closer to see more clearly. This girl had delicate eyebrows, white teeth and starry eyes. She was a little shorter than me when she stood up, but tall among the girls. She wore a short T-shirt with a tulle-like cape on the outside, and a pair of low-waisted tight skinny jeans. She looked well-proportioned in her whole outfit. Her slender waist made her hips stick out. She was simply a younger version of my mother.

What's more, the woman's smile is even more charming. The girl asked, "What are you doing here?" I wanted to say that I was looking for a young master, but I was embarrassed just now and was quite unwilling, so I asked back, "Then what are you doing standing here?" The girl hung the backpack on her shoulder on her elbow and said, "Is it not okay for me to look for my boyfriend?" This was embarrassing. I should have known not to pretend to be brave. I scratched my head and said, "Well...that...E...this...well..."

I saw the girl looked at me and smiled, then walked in and said "Are you here to see my boyfriend?" I immediately said "Yes, that's right, that rich young master." The girl turned and said "Oh, what nonsense, young master? He does look like a young master, I like him, come in." I looked at her twisting butt and walked in. Although there are no truly wealthy people inside, the house is large and the furniture inside doesn't look cheap. My God, they really are rich.

I began to worry about what I would say when the young master came out. While I was still worried, a graceful and beautiful woman came out. She was wearing a dark fitted dress with towering breasts that swayed as she walked. She looked petite but charming. The beautiful woman smiled at me and said, "You are looking for my son. What a coincidence that he said he had to go out. You came at the wrong time." I was drinking the clear spring tea on the table, my heart was pounding and my teeth were chattering.

The girl was sitting on my right and the master's mother was sitting in front of me. The girl was eating imported biscuits and said, "You haven't told me yet, what do you want to do with the master?" At this time, the beautiful woman looked at me with seductive eyes, tilted her head and said, "Yes, what is it?" There were two women, one was like a college student's sister, much more mature than my girlfriend, but more lively. The beautiful woman had a beauty secret and her figure and skin were well maintained. The master, this bastard, was not satisfied with the company of these two women and had sex with my girlfriend and her mother.

I took a sip of tea and said, "I'm from our school's department. We're planning to hold an event, so we need to contact representatives from various departments. I'm a new representative, so I don't understand a lot of things. I've come to visit you specially, sir. I apologize for any disturbance I've caused." I finished my speech in one breath and saw that both of them had stunned expressions. I thought to myself, can't they be fooled? The beautiful woman covered her mouth and smiled and said, "You can talk slowly, there's no need to rush." ​​The girl smiled at me and looked at the time.

She said hello to me and my aunt and said she had to leave urgently. I thought it was a good opportunity for us to go together, but I didn't expect the beautiful woman to keep me. I just watched the girl leave, and the beautiful woman started chatting with me. I don't know if it was my illusion, but the beautiful woman seemed to be seducing me. She would bend over and show me her cleavage at every turn, and her hands would restlessly touch my face and thighs, and I would react when she touched me.

What is going on? I saw the beautiful woman pressing her body on me, and her slender fingers rubbing the glans on my pants. I took a look and quickly blocked it with my hand. The beautiful woman hugged me and breathed in my ear. Oh my God, what a fatal attraction. I saw the beautiful woman rubbing my penis and began to kiss my lips. I felt that this was a completely different woman from my mother, she was charming, sexy, perfectly provocative, and she would not be like me, who looks like a gentle scholar. When I was still thinking about these things.

The 80% hard cock was already held by the beautiful woman, and she began to blow and suck it. I began to feel hot all over, and I wanted to fuck this woman. The glans was in that warm mouth, being sucked constantly by her tongue and lips. I made up my mind, young master, if you play with my girlfriend, I will fuck your mother to death. I pressed the beautiful woman down on the sofa, and with my cock out of her mouth, I rubbed her breasts with my hands. They were so big, round and full. It felt like something that could not be grasped with one hand.

I grabbed the low-cut neckline and pulled it down, and two snow-white breasts popped out. I sucked the rosy nipples, and the breasts deformed in my hands. I turned the panties under the beautiful woman's skirt inside out, and when I was ready to pour it in, the beautiful woman closed her legs, made a "hush" gesture, and gave me a blowjob again. Her tongue licked the glans around and around, and the beautiful woman placed my cock in her cleavage.

She held her breasts with both hands, clamped my cock in the middle, spit a little saliva on my glans, and then clamped her hands and stroked my cock up and down. This... this is a breast fuck. My cock kept sliding inside the huge breasts, and the glans came out from the breasts as it moved up and down. The beautiful woman held her breasts with both hands, slowly rotating and rubbing them. It was not just a one-sided clamping, the breasts were also rubbing. This advanced technique is amazing.

My cock was rubbed as her breasts were rubbed, and the beautiful woman also sucked my glans with her sweet lips, sometimes licking with the tip of her tongue, sometimes sucking with her sweet lips. As the movements became faster, the beautiful woman saw me like this and squeezed her breasts even harder. I frowned, it was very painful to hold back ejaculation, but I couldn't hold it in any longer. The glans kept throbbing and the penis kept shaking. Seeing this, the beautiful woman knew that I was about to ejaculate, so she scratched my glans with her fingers and then sucked hard with her lips.

Semen spurted out from the glans and urethra, which was the fire of aroused desire. It flowed from the beautiful woman's face, and then dripped onto her breasts and slid down along her cleavage. The beautiful woman sucked me clean and said in my ear, "This is a little secret, consider it a serious gift from you." She kissed me on the cheek and asked me to leave. My cock was still hard in my pants because I had just ejaculated. I thought about it over and over again but couldn't figure it out. Could it be that the young master's mother was sexually hungry and liked to eat young boys?

Alas, I was originally planning to confront Master's mother and tell her what her son had done to my girlfriend. But now it's like this, there's nothing I can say. I really hate myself for not being able to control myself. Now I think it's useless. I can only wait for another time to find Master. Just at this moment, I felt someone following me. I turned around and saw a figure immediately running into the alley. I cursed "Damn it" and ran over quickly. When I got to the alley, the person was gone.

When I finished taking a shower at night, I felt a splitting headache because of all this. Also, I found that my mother seemed to be very busy recently. I didn’t know what she was busy with. Never mind, it must be during the holidays and the wedding cake shop always has to compete for sales. I rubbed my temples and thought about all these things. I always felt that it was indescribable strange.

Summer vacation ends today, and tomorrow is the first day of school. I was sorting out the things I would need for college tomorrow, and I suddenly discovered that there was a theme in last year's university newspapers. This theme was about the Chinese Valentine's Day truth or dare game. There were a lot of couple selfies in it, but the first one was particularly large, so I could easily find it. It was a photo of the young man and his girlfriend, but.

Why is the girlfriend next to the young master not the girl he met today?

Chapter 10 A New Mystery

I slapped my forehead, what an idiot! He is handsome, of course he changes girlfriends quickly. Oh, what’s wrong with me? I am so mentally disturbed and confused. On the first day of school, I went to Gongziye's department specially. After waiting for a long time, I finally got Gongziye. Gongziye was very popular. All the boys and girls in the class gathered around him. Compared with me, I seemed much lonelier.

I followed him from a distance until the young master walked towards the library, and then I followed him in. Unexpectedly, the young master turned around and walked into the aisle between bookshelves. I hurried to catch up, but found that the young master was gone. Suddenly, I felt a chill on my neck. The young master said, "Don't talk, go over there." So I was pushed into a cubicle in the corner. This was originally a toilet converted into a bookshelf, but it was full of very old books.

The young master let me go, looked at me coldly and said, "You've been with me for so long, do you really think I didn't notice?" I gritted my teeth, rushed over and punched him. I had long forgotten about the knife because my girlfriend was treated like this by this beast. The young master immediately kicked me in the chest. I felt a pain in my chest and my whole body flew to the wall behind me, hit it, and slid to the ground.

I glared at the young master and yelled at him, "Do you think no one knows what you did to my girlfriend?" The young master leaned against the wall. The ventilation fan in the toilet kept spinning. A ray of sunlight shone through the fan blades onto the young master's face. As the fan blades spun, the light and shadow on the young master's face kept flickering. I saw the young master took out a cigarette, and when he was about to light it, he paused and put it back in his pocket. He must have remembered that smoking was prohibited in the library.

The young master said, "I don't know who you are, but I know that if you are looking for me, you will be in danger." I gasped and said, "My girlfriend is only in her third year of high school. I have known her for a whole year. She is a devout Christian. What... are you doing?" The young master frowned and said, "Oh... I remember it, but I'm sorry. I can only apologize. I can't say anything else." Fuck you, I cursed in my heart. Just play with someone else’s wife, why are you pretending to be so mysterious?

The young master pulled me up and said, "Gentleman scholar, or gentleman? I can promise that I will never do this again, but it's only for your girlfriend. However... I can only say that you should keep your distance from your girlfriend's family. For your own good, it's best to break up." Damn it, what is he doing? You think you are an Infernal Affairs operative, but my girlfriend is even more ordinary than ordinary people. There is nothing weird about this.

I pulled the young master's collar and said, "Don't look at me as a scholar. Have you heard of the Fatal Scholar? I can stab you to death without a gun." The young master smiled, grabbed my wrist, and immediately counterattacked. This action was exactly the same as the woman's. I was sweating coldly. The young master smiled and said, "The one with the gun is Tang Bohu. You remembered it wrong." The young master let me go, suddenly put away his signature smile, and said to me with a gloomy face, "Don't check me anymore, okay?"

I snorted and wanted to confront him and tell him that my dick was still in her mother's mouth yesterday. But then I thought forget it. I thought the young master must have held back. The young master told me his story, including his mother and the store manager. As for the store manager's wife and his daughter, he felt very sorry. However, when I wanted to ask more questions, the young master immediately made a gesture to keep quiet, then bent down and went out. I heard a loud noise, and when I looked out, the library staff had already run over and were cursing.

I thought to myself, Master Ma, you have hurt me this time. He slipped away immediately, and I couldn't find the young master no matter how hard I looked. When I got home, I found a limited-time package for me. I looked at the name, and it was not there. How did this courier work? I opened it and it turned out to be a letter. The words inside made me drop my jaw for a long time. It was so shocking.

There was no name, but the content inside let me know who it was. It was Gongziye, and the handwriting was very sloppy. You could tell it was written in a hurry. In some places, you couldn't even make out what was written. I'll roughly tell you what I could understand. First, after Gongziye found out that the store manager was having an affair, he promised not to harass his mother anymore. But Gongziye found out that his mother was still going out as usual, and she had more and more expensive treasures on her, such as LV, jewelry, and accessories. So Gongziye decided to check his mother's account book and found out the huge amount of money.

Then he went to the bank, but the bank staff said that the name was correct, but there was no such account book. The young man became suspicious and began to follow his mother, but it was strange that every time he followed her, he always felt that his mother knew someone was following her, so in the end his mother went shopping with her friends. This happened several times. This was a question, and it was not clear what was going on. The second question was sorted out by myself. The young master said that he originally asked the store manager to be the district manager, so he contacted his good friend, the manager of a flour raw material company, and asked him for help.

As a result, the store manager became the district manager as expected, so Gongziye called to thank him. Unexpectedly, his good friend the manager died in a car accident. What is even more puzzling is that a few months after the death in the car accident, Gongziye received a text message from the manager saying that he could help the store manager get promoted.

The third question was that the young master felt that something was fishy, ​​so he made a phone call and found out that the original store manager was now the district manager. His voice sounded tired, so the young master planned to visit him, but was rejected. What happened next was the young master's own thought. He said that he originally thought that the store manager was an old fox who was deliberately creating suspicion, but when he retaliated by forcing the store manager's wife to serve him, although she looked scared on the surface, her eyes were strange, and there was an indescribable illusion, especially the weird atmosphere, which made the young master keenly aware of it.

The whole thing is not simple. There must be something wrong with the mother, the store manager, and the store manager's wife. The young master also said that during the whole process, he thought he knew everything very well at the beginning, but when he thought about it carefully, it was not the case. He always felt as if someone was pushing him forward, but he was completely unaware of it. So the young master concluded that there was a person or something else behind the scenes that made all this happen so naturally, but it was like seeing flowers in the fog and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Finally, the young master hoped that I would not step in, because he said, "There is an unsettling feeling, with mysteries one after another..." When I read this, the rest of the letter was wet with water and I couldn't tell what it was about. Until now, I realized how uncomfortable it was to be watched by someone.

The next day, I met Master Gong on the road. Master Gong was very cold to me. It can be said that he treated me as if I were air and didn't even look at me. I ignored him. After class, I put my arm around my girlfriend in the car, took her for a ride, and chatted with my girlfriend along the way. But my girlfriend blurted out something that shocked my fast-paced brain. I started to imagine Master Gong, me, my girlfriend, my girlfriend's mother, Master Gong's mother and the store manager. There seemed to be an outline of the whole thing, but it was not clearly drawn. Moreover, I was half-believing and half-doubting what Master Gong said. I always felt it was a trap. Alas.

My girlfriend said, "Baby, I think I've seen your back somewhere."

** I have been writing this story for several days. This time I added suspense techniques and dual protagonists. Some people may be confused because there are no names. I don’t think I can write novels or make up names, so I will try my best to use descriptive techniques to let everyone know who is who at the moment.

﹝Store manager, old fox﹞,﹝Young master, rich kid, the first male protagonist﹞,﹝Young master’s mother, beautiful woman﹞,﹝Store manager’s wife, maid costume﹞,﹝Store manager’s daughter, schoolgirl, high school girl﹞,﹝Scholar’s ​​mother,﹝Long-legged woman﹞,﹝Young master’s girl at the door﹞,﹝Young master’s friend and manager﹞.

I typed it roughly, if I forgot, please don't mind. Will there be a sequel? Yes, but I have to prepare to join the army, so I don't know when the sequel will be completed. I can't say the plot behind it is good, but I have thought a lot about it. This story and the single episodes of Oedipus I and II are almost enough to defeat the enemy. This is the first time I try to write so many characters, using the dual-protagonist autobiographical writing style, which makes my mind a little tangled.

I originally wanted to write an interesting article, but I don’t know why as I was writing it, it turned into a very suspenseful plot. Even I couldn’t figure it out. What exactly are the secrets and mysteries? The protagonist is a cynical young man who is good at acting and has certain skills, plus he is brave and skilled. The other protagonist is a gentleman who has no skills but is quick-witted, quick-witted, calm, and good at controlling his emotions. It's hard to say that these two are in contrast or that they help each other. Please think about what mystery is being sold here.

I won't mention some parts so as not to ruin your pleasure of reading and thinking. I originally wanted to revise it, but I was afraid that it would lose its originality. So that's it. I wish you all a happy reading. Also, if you think there are unreasonable plots or bugs, please forgive me. **