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Chapter 20: On the Edge of Madness – Fallen Mother
Mom's jade-like hand was fair and delicate, her slender fingers seeming untouched by spring water, exquisitely beautiful. She held Zhong Niu's hot, massive penis with her right hand, slowly stroking it. The stark contrast between her snow-white skin and Zhong Niu's dark shaft was striking.
At this moment, Mom was squatting before Zhong Niu. Her chest was fully exposed, two 3D breasts standing tall and proud, their skin smooth and pure white without a blemish. Especially the cherry-like pink nipples, bright and enticing, like ripe autumn fruit, tender and delicious.
Mom's breasts were breathtakingly beautiful, unparalleled in the world. Zhong Niu's penis hardened completely because of them. He looked down, wanting to reach out, but restrained himself with great difficulty.
Watching this, my heart churned wildly I couldn't believe Mom would do such a thing for Ah Niu, giving so much.
But then I thought, if it were me, Mom would probably do the same because she loves me, and she also loves Ah Niu.
But that love wasn't romantic; it was familial. And Mom was grateful to Zhong Niu because of his father. Without Zhong Niu's father, Mom probably wouldn't have done this.
I found several reasons to tell myself not to rush out or ruin things. Mainly, I didn't know how to face it.
As Mom helped Zhong Niu, my own penis hardened, rubbing against my pants uncomfortably. I pulled down my pants to free it.
But compared to Mom's care for Zhong Niu, mine was pitiful.
In Mom's room, she continued to gently stroke Zhong Niu's dark, huge shaft with her smooth hand. If this scene leaked, it would cause a huge scandal Mom, vice mayor of Rongcheng, helping a skinny boy masturbate. It was shocking and maddening.
Mom, proud and aloof, stroked Zhong Niu's penis steadily. She squatted before him, her silky nightgown slipping to reveal her full, round buttocks and smooth, strong thighs the most beautiful "cannon mount" in the world.
Mom was barefoot, her feet delicate and exquisite, like carved jade. She seemed like an angel sent to save Zhong Niu.
Yet her face was expressionless, calm. I was sure she wasn't aroused, though a faint blush crept up her cheeks.
Mom's right hand grew tired and wanted to switch, but her left hand was injured and bandaged from cutting vegetables, so she continued with her right.
Zhong Niu's eyes narrowed slightly, showing some enjoyment, but he didn't seem close to climax. I thought this might go on all night.
Mom's knees tired from squatting, so she stood, arching her hips, her body at a right angle, the curve of her raised buttocks prominent in the nightgown.
"Mom…" Zhong Niu suddenly spoke.
"What's wrong?" Mom's tone softened.
"Maybe… this isn't working. Could we… change positions?"
Mom was surprised. "Change positions? What positions?"
Zhong Niu was shy and hesitant, but Mom's curiosity was piqued. "Tell me, how? If you don't say, how can I know?"
"I'm afraid you'll get mad."
"That depends on what you say. If it crosses my bottom line, I'll be mad. But if I can accept it, why get mad?" Mom reasoned.
Hearing this, Zhong Niu's expression brightened. His gaze drifted to Mom's legs. Though her skirt covered them now that she was standing, he still remembered the glimpse earlier.
Mom followed his gaze downward, her face changing instantly. "No! Absolutely not there!"
"No, Mom, I don't mean penetration. I mean…" Zhong Niu hurried to explain.
"What?" Mom was curious, not angry.
"Using your legs to help me," Zhong Niu said shyly, sincerely pleading.
Mom would have refused before, but now, having shown her breasts to Zhong Niu, her limits had loosened.
She was surprised, blushed deeply, and looked puzzled.
Zhong Niu, seeing her silence, quickly added, "If you don't want to, just forget I said anything."
He was careful not to anger her, testing her limits.
"Using my legs isn't impossible," Mom finally said.
"Great!" Zhong Niu's eyes lit up, but Mom stopped him: "Still the same rule don't cross my bottom line."
He nodded quickly.
Mom lay down on the bed, head on the pillow, curling up and placing her feet flat on the bed a protective posture.
Zhong Niu's expression turned excited but restrained.
As Mom lay down, her large breasts spilled to the sides, flattening somewhat like jade plates.
"Mom," Zhong Niu said, "can you… take off your skirt?"
"Why?" Mom's tone chilled.
Zhong Niu explained it would give him more stimulation but wouldn't harm her. He promised he only wanted help with his legs.
Seeing his sincere eyes and remembering her promise, Mom hesitated.
Lying on the bed, cheeks flushed, she looked up at Zhong Niu kneeling before her, meeting his shy, eager gaze. Her heart softened.
"Alright…" Mom's face reddened. She lifted her white hips, unfastened the skirt's waistband, and slid it off.
Zhong Niu's breathing quickened, face flushed, chest rising fast. As Mom removed her skirt, her white, lacy panties gradually appeared.
The panties were pure white and transparent, the lace pattern dazzling. Beneath was Mom's most mysterious, beautiful sanctuary holy and enchanting.
Time passed slowly, Zhong Niu and I both holding our breath.
As Mom removed the skirt, Zhong Niu saw a breathtaking scene he'd never forget.
Mom wore sexy, transparent white lace panties. Though the fabric covered her most intimate area, it couldn't hide her spring-like beauty, emitting a fragrance like an aphrodisiac, overwhelming the senses.
My penis hardened and trembled, and I climaxed.
Zhong Niu's face flushed like a bull's, eyes red, but his erection stood even taller, seeming to grow longer.
Mom's flat, smooth belly had a cute navel. Below was her tight, full buttocks and long, round thighs, the lace panties complementing her skin.
Zhong Niu looked like a wild beast, ready to pounce, but he restrained himself.
With the skirt off, Mom and Zhong Niu were nearly naked opposite each other. Her bra was off, leaving only the thin lace panties as a weak defense. If Zhong Niu went wild, who knew if she could resist?
Mom's face turned slightly aside, eyes soft, lips parted, still biting her lip, holding onto her modesty.
Zhong Niu finally saw Mom's beautiful lower body, with only the transparent lace panties blocking him a paper-thin barrier in his eyes.
He stood there stunned, silent for a long time.
Finally, Mom spoke. She was no longer a naive girl but a woman who had faced many storms, a female mayor with courage.
Mom looked at Zhong Niu's obsessed expression, his eyes burning, making her heart race. Her long, round thighs twitched slightly, skin shining, each movement sending waves of allure, driving Zhong Niu crazy, though he still suppressed it.
"Stop… stop looking…" Mom said, uneasy with a boy her age staring like that.
I wondered if Mom thought of me then would she feel pain or restraint? I didn't know. I only hoped she wouldn't fall in.
Maybe fate smiled Mom answered my hope.
Zhong Niu came to his senses, stammering, "Mom, I…"
"Remember, don't cross the line," Mom said, setting the rules.
But there was a loophole: as long as he didn't cross the line, he could do whatever he wanted.
If Zhong Niu was smart, he'd realize Mom gave him great freedom.
He wasn't stupid. His eyes lit up, understanding Mom's words. He nodded and knelt, moving two steps closer between Mom's legs.
He took a deep breath, trembling, and reached out to touch Mom's smooth, milky thigh, clearly restraining his excitement.
Mom turned her head away, expression unreadable, sweat beading on her forehead. Her full breasts rose and fell rapidly, showing her nervousness.
I noticed Mom biting her lip besides nervousness, it also showed anticipation.
Could Mom be looking forward to this?
At that moment, Mom's left leg twitched slightly Zhong Niu's fingers had just touched her knee, startling her. Her leg shook, causing Zhong Niu to pause, then continue, gently stroking her thigh.
Not just his right hand, Zhong Niu's left hand also caressed Mom's right leg at the knee, but this time she didn't twitch.
He stroked the side of her knee, testing her sensitivity. She quickly calmed down.
Then he slowly covered her thigh with both palms, touching her smooth, milky skin.
Having done heavy labor, Zhong Niu's palms had calluses, but the friction on Mom's skin must have felt strange.
Mom calmed quickly, and Zhong Niu moved his hands up along her thigh. Unconsciously, he was kneeling between her legs, as if Mom's calves were holding his waist.
Using both hands, Zhong Niu gently stroked Mom's thighs, always on the outer side.
Mom's legs were long, round, and firm, with flawless skin.
As Zhong Niu touched her, Mom's cheeks flushed naturally.
She grew impatient, "Hurry up!" she said, almost commanding.
Zhong Niu paused, then gripped Mom's smooth thigh firmly.
"Ah!" Mom gasped.
"Mom, I… I didn't mean to hurt you," Zhong Niu said.
Mom glared, but without anger, more like a mild scolding with a hint of complaint: "Be gentle, don't be rough."
Zhong Niu nodded and softened his touch.
He knelt closer, but his huge, hot penis was uncontrollable. His thrusts slapped against Mom's crotch through her underwear.
"You…" Though through fabric, Mom felt the force.
"I… I really didn't mean to…" Zhong Niu stopped.
"Forget it," Mom said resignedly. "Hurry up."
Zhong Niu was more careful now, stroking with caution, avoiding touching Mom's sacred area, knowing it would anger her.
He was fully kneeling between Mom's legs, his hands pulling her legs closer to her torso. Then he slid his hands under her thighs, pushing them upward.
Mom lay back, her long, round legs manipulated by Zhong Niu. He brought her legs together, supporting her bent knees with his right hand, and with his left, pressed his thick, hot penis between her thighs.
"Ah…" Mom gasped as his red, round glans squeezed between her legs. Her face flushed again, and she moved her hand as if to stop him but held back.
Zhong Niu didn't notice and looked excited, enjoying it. Though not inside her, Mom's fleshy thighs were elastic and tight, enough to excite him.
Like new buds on a tree, Zhong Niu's powerful thrusts pushed his huge penis between Mom's thighs, the glans probing first, then the shaft following, breaking through the barrier.
"Ah…" Zhong Niu moaned softly.
He could no longer hold back and began thrusting his hips back and forth.
Zhong Niu used Mom's perfect thighs to grip his penis, thrusting hard. His shaft slid in and out between her legs, the glans growing redder, the dark shaft rubbing against her white skin.
Mom's breasts bounced with each movement, her nipples drawing bright, seductive trails in the light.
"Slow… slow… slow down…" Mom said, her cheeks flushed. Zhong Niu's thigh-thrusts were almost as intense as penetration.
His strong abdominal thrusts showed the power hidden in his lean body. Zhong Niu seemed like a wild beast, and his thick, hot penis continued its rhythmic motion, rubbing against Mom's thighs.
His force was rough, like a wild animal, but Mom didn't stop him. Zhong Niu looked like he was about to explode, so Mom let him continue.
As long as he didn't cross her bottom line, Mom might let him keep going.
At that moment, I finally understood the meaning of "training." When I saw him doing push-ups earlier, I thought it strange, but now I realized he was building strength.
Maybe then he was targeting Zhao Nan'er, but now, it was Mom.
Though no penetration happened, I clearly saw Zhong Niu's penis sliding down with each strong thrust. It was impossible to stay still, and with such force, it must have sunk lower.
That's how it got close to Mom's secret place her sacred garden, covered by a thin piece of cloth, but still irresistibly tempting, drawing Zhong Niu's penis ever closer.
Mom seemed to notice. Her gaze cleared from its daze. She propped herself up with one hand and pushed against Zhong Niu's abdomen with the other.
"Ah Niu… stop… please… stop…" Mom urged urgently.
"I… can't stop… Mom… I'm… coming…" Zhong Niu said, his thrusts growing larger.
"No… closer… no…" Mom struggled.
But Zhong Niu's strength increased. He leaned forward, holding Mom's thigh firmly, preventing her from escaping. His knees and elbows supported him as he pressed down on Mom's lower abdomen.
"Ah… coming… Mom… I'm coming…" Zhong Niu roared softly.
Mom's elbow finally gave out, and she lay back on the bed, with Zhong Niu's dark, thick, hot penis pressing against her pubic hair.
Luckily, Mom wore panties, so his glans pressed against the transparent lace, but Zhong Niu's thrusts sprayed wave after wave of thick white semen onto her panties.
The amount was so great it soaked through the lace, some seeping inside, some staying on the surface, thick and sticky.
After ejaculating, Zhong Niu's penis softened but remained large, still standing against Mom's pubic area, the glans and semen mingled.
Mom seemed weak, her elegant neck flushed red and covered in sweat, her collarbone and breasts also glistening with sweat.
I felt a strange joy though Mom had helped Zhong Niu with her legs, he hadn't touched her breasts, which gave me some comfort.
Mom's sweat gave her body a radiant glow, making her even more alluring.
Her face showed a tired beauty, hair damp with sweat, adding to her languid charm.
Mom was most beautiful then, breathtakingly so, like a fallen goddess.
After a while, Mom looked at Zhong Niu with a complicated gaze and said, "Alright, get up."
Zhong Niu said nothing, propped himself up, and knelt on the bed.
Mom noticed semen on her panties and frowned. "Get some tissues."
Still flushed, she watched Zhong Niu get tissues, who came shaking his large erection to her, then handed her the tissues.
"I'll do it," Mom said quietly, taking the tissues and wiping herself.
Her face was expressionless, the blush gone.
Mom was cold now. Zhong Niu looked worried and said, "Mom… I'm sorry!"
She looked at him deeply. "It's not your fault, it's mine. Don't tell Fan Fan. When your penis gets better, this will end."
"I promise I won't tell," Zhong Niu said firmly.
Mom said nothing more and left the room.
After that, there was no more movement. I took off my headphones, stretched, and went to sleep.
How did I feel? Jealousy, nothing more.
...I slept.
That night, I actually slept quite soundly no dreams at all. One blink and it was already morning.
I came out of my bedroom, not yet washed up, when I heard a noise from the living room. I went over and saw Zhong Niu moving the sofa from its original position to clean underneath.
There were some sounds from the kitchen too probably Mom making breakfast. Seeing this, I felt a bit of sourness in my heart, hard to describe.
Finally, I sat at the dining table, quickly finished breakfast, then went to my room to grab my school bag and get ready to leave.
"Stop!" Mom suddenly called out to me. "Zhong Niu is also going to school later. I'll take both of you together."
I replied "oh," not sounding happy at all. Mom noticed my mood was off and came over to ask, "Fan Fan, what's wrong? You look unhappy."
"Nothing," I said. But my face clearly showed there was something, and of course Mom could tell.
She didn't press further. Just then, the doorbell rang. I went to open it and found Qi He, dressed in a plain suit, standing outside.
"Xiao Fan," Qi He greeted me with a smile.
Then he looked at Mom. "Vice Mayor Su, the car is waiting downstairs."
Mom nodded, "Got it. You go down first."
Qi He nodded and left.
Not long after, Mom went to change and came out. The three of us went downstairs together.
Today, Mom wore an OL-style business suit. Whenever she was working, she wore this type of formal attire. Her long legs were hidden by the suit pants, but her figure was still curvy and striking.
But most of all, it was Mom's aura unmatched by anyone. Her hair was tied up, she wore black-rimmed glasses, cold and noble, her gaze sharp and commanding completely different from how she was at home, and different from how she was with Zhong Niu.
Once again, I thought of last night, and my mood dropped.
Mom sat between me and Zhong Niu in the back seat, while Qi He drove us toward our school.
In the car, Mom crossed her arms in front of her chest, pushed her glasses up, and said, "Secretary Qi, how are the materials I asked you to prepare?"
"All ready."
"And what about Director Zhu?"
"Director Zhu…" Qi He hesitated a bit.
"We'll talk about it later," Mom said.
Soon, Qi He dropped us at school. Zhong Niu and I got out, and Qi He drove Mom away.
On the way into school, I didn't say a word to Zhong Niu. I didn't know if it was hate or jealousy, but he was like a shadow in my heart that I couldn't shake.
During class, I couldn't concentrate. At lunch, I went to the cafeteria alone, got a meal, and ate by myself, feeling lonely and down.
Actually, it wasn't just that. My mom had a special status, but compared to other kids my age, I didn't have much appeal.
While eating, suddenly a hand slapped my shoulder. "Fang Fan, I've got business with you. Come with me!"
I turned around and saw a blond-haired kid sneering at me, with several others behind him, all looking at me with bad intentions.
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