Chapter 3

I woke up naturally after a moment of sleep, picked up my phone and looked at it, 9:16.

Saturdays below the numbers are reassuring.

Turning around, there was a faint shampoo and a woman's body fragrance at the next position.

Zhang Yi's soap smells soft and it smells very comfortable.

My mother was on a business trip for a week, and I called Zhang Yi over to sleep with her.

Pure sleep with you.

Speaking of which, before I had Zhang Yi, my restless heart, who was in adolescence, could only be comforted by pornographic books, pictures and videos, but although it was so good to shoot in the airplane, it was just scratching the surface.

So I felt that if I had a girlfriend, I would hug and hold her every day, fuck her endlessly, and vent my strong desires.

But with Zhang Yi, after experiencing the initial madness, the restless desire quickly cooled down.

Last night, Zhang Yi came over. This woman of the same age as my mother and I just watched a movie and chatted. Then I went to play games. She watched TV series. When it was almost time, she was tired of it and sleepy, so she took off all her clothes and drank in the quilt. She didn't do anything. She just touched her breasts casually. After chatting for a while, she went to bed.

Time flows, things change.

Before, Zhang Yi was just a sex slave who could vent his animal desires for arbitrarily. He could shout as soon as he could. He would have deep throats, he would have to fuck him, and he would have to fuck him.

Better than a dog.

But with the continuous contact and understanding of her gradually deepened, she was no longer labeled, her image began to become three-dimensional, and in my mind, she gradually became a living person.

She is a genuine housewife.

The social circle is very narrow, there are no best friends and not many friends.

I don’t like going out, so I like to stay at home to do housework and read books.

Reading is not as extensive as Zhuang Jing, but mainly magazines and novels.

Such a woman actually makes people feel very comfortable.

Because she is within reach.Her eyes only have ordinary life, unlike most women I see now, where the flashes of material desires are all about.

So, we didn’t know who made the change first, maybe it was an active hug, an active kiss, or something else, and we had some subtle reactions.

She began to take the initiative to care about some of my things, learn how to do it, and help me clean the room. When I went out, I would call me to help me organize my clothes. Characters like aunts and aunts not only maintain a certain distance, but also exceed the intimacy of ordinary people.

No……

To be precise, it's a bit like a couple.

As for me, I used to have to be on call, but now I don’t force her to do something important to me, and I basically don’t use her on Sunday because that’s a rare time for her to accompany her daughter.

Even so, I think she should have no feelings for me, and this behavior is more like an inertia and numbness of life.

A bit like that Stockholm effect.

But what does it matter?

I don't want to guess whether her feelings for me are true or false.

This is my recent insight: you have no idea what others are like, and you shouldn’t go deep into other people’s hearts. It’s meaningless, because no matter what your heart is, everything must be implemented in real actions.

I only feel the actions, not verify the inner world.

She kissed me, and I thought she loved me.

She slapped me in the face and I thought she hated me.

It's that simple.

Get up, do you want to do it?

The door was pushed open, and Zhang Yi, who was wearing only a pair of white underwear, stood at the door, holding the door frame with one hand and biting an apple with the other. Before I could answer, she said:

What do you want to eat at noon?I'll go out to buy groceries later.

At the beginning, I would say some slutty words I learned from novels and comics: I want to eat you.

But now I think these words are too disgusting.

You decide, I have nothing to eat.

I don't have the interest in morning exercises either.

That's OK.

After chewing the apples in a few seconds, she put on her clothes leisurely and said, "Go and brush your teeth and wash your face." Breakfast is almost cold.So I went out to buy groceries.

At noon, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried beef with peppers, and pork bone lotus root soup.

Why don't you go to my house?

Why?

I feel uncomfortable at your home, and I am always afraid that your mother will come back suddenly.

Zhang Yi teased the nipples on her plump breasts on the dining table, and realized that you looked like this, then picked up a piece of beef and put it in my bowl.

I ignored it and asked a question:

Have Mr. Xu even looked for you?

Zhang Yi shook her head and actually smiled:

No, the women he sent out usually won't play anymore, especially ordinary people like me.You know, he doesn't lack women at all. He has a lot of national beauty like Zhuang Jing. He plays with me as a yellow-faced woman just a whim to change her taste. He gets tired of playing for a few times.

She threw an eye at me:

Now you are my Mr. Xu.

I thought to myself, too.

In fact, Zhang Yi is not as unbearable as she said. She is definitely a beauty, but not to mention Zhuang Jing, she is much inferior even if she compares with her mother.

After continuing to eat, Zhang Yi suddenly asked:

What are you upset about?

I was stunned for a moment.

Can you tell?

About my mom.

Hey, Mr. Xu asked you two mother and son to incest, right?

Zhang Yi almost said as I said.

I nodded.

Have you done it?

without.

Can't accept it?

Not...

I'm a little hard to speak of.

It’s impossible to say that you can’t get what you want, but it’s too hypocritical to say that you don’t want to.

All can be pushed to the Mediterranean.

I don’t have the right to accept it or not.

That's what I want

But Zhang Yi saw through my heart at first glance.

There is nothing to be embarrassed about. Your mother is so beautiful, and even a man wants to do it.

What are you saying...

I was a little amused and crying.

Zhang Yi.

Um?

Can you ask a question?

Ask Ah!

You seem to be very calm about such things.Why?

Zhang Yi smiled, and from the bottom of her heart.

She stood up, shook her breasts and walked behind me, hugged my neck with her arms and said in my ear:

If I tell you, I feel very happy now, do you believe it?

happiness?

But the smile on her face just now was indeed from the heart, natural, relaxed and satisfied.

But how could she feel happy?

Although I am very good to her now, she is still a sexual beast when desire comes.

She returned to the dining table and continued:

You may not understand very much...

You also know this world. Three meals of food and clothing can make people feel happy. What reason do I have not feel happy?After being sleepy by Mr. Xu, the company's job was an optional idle position, without attendance, no need to do much, and the salary of the management was still paid.How many people are unemployed now, and how many people have become criminals for several meals...

On the contrary, I am grateful to my parents for giving me a good face.Thank you Mr. Xu, thank you.

I was speechless.

There is Chunlou near your house. Look, many prostitutes look better than me, but what kind of life do they live and how much money they get...

I'm calm because I'm easy to satisfy.

I know my destiny is not in my hands.You see, Mr. Xu may have forgotten me, but he still supports me and let me hold a free job in the company until I retire.Just because the cost he paid to manipulate our large group of women was a drop in his wealth and power, and it was insignificant.It's like you don't care about how many hairs you've lost in a day.

Do you know Crescent Village?Have Mr. Xu told you?

I shook my head.

You are still studying now. Although you know how chaos in the world is now through media and news reports, and how dark this era is.But I tell you, what you see is just the tip of the iceberg.In the era of business and government integration, here, Mr. Xu is the sky, and more powerful ones can influence and manipulate a small country.

The incident in Crescent Village was told by a woman named Zhu Xiaohong that she was a famous actor in the Provincial Theater and was favored at the time.Mr. Xu was invited to the Crescent Village and took her with him.But Zhu Xiaohong hanged herself a few months after returning from there.She and I are alumni. Because Mr. Xu had contact with me, she told me about Yueya Village before she committed suicide.

Crescent Village is in Cambodia and is an artificial village.An artificial village, but it not only creates buildings, but also people inside.

The village is about 10 square kilometers long and is surrounded by a 5-meter-high wall.Those walls have no doors or windows.The people inside have never left outside the wall, because God, that is, the people who built the Crescent Village, told them that outside the wall is an illusion of the devil, and those who cross the wall will be killed by heavenly thunder.Haha, it's high voltage electricity.By the way, there are only women in that village.The survival materials needed in it all depend on the gift of the gods, and even life is also the gift of the gods.

So, God said that there would be light, and there would be light...

When I heard this, I was completely stunned and could no longer hear what Zhang Yi was saying.

Because my imagination has already moved forward one step ahead of the story.

Oh my God...

This is a place called Eden, a utopia, or a place called heaven or some hell.

A place where God defines everything!

After all the curious people were electrocuted, the women in the village were extremely pious and at ease to be frogs in the well, just like those who believed that the sky was round and the place was round.They live in the village with peace of mind, without any doubts about everything God preaches, and are extremely obedient.They firmly believe that the supplies came out of thin air in the temple, including those baby girls.Those babies grow up in the village and the education they receive is deliberately arranged. When these girls grow up, they will devoutly instill these into the next generation, and repeat them.

Now you know why I feel happy, right?

Compared to those who live in illusions and are dominated by God's souls in a life, and do not think I am happy or not?

We are items to Mr. Xu. Sometimes he will give us to others, just like he gave me to you, but... not every receiver is as kind as you.

Am I kind?

The scenes of women who were trained, abused, and tortured by heavy verbal forums I often go to in the abuse section suddenly appeared in my mind...

******

noon.

Zhang Yi fell asleep in the quilt, but I could no longer sleep.

I was still thinking about Crescent Village in my mind.

I can't imagine what kind of existence that dominated Crescent Village.

dictator?

What is a dictator...

That is the real God.

God in a small area.

But it has also surpassed my perception of certain things.

Zhang Yi unconcealedly admits that it was a blessing for her to be enslaved by me because she felt that I was not inhumane.

She is very satisfied with her current life.

Zhuang Jing doesn't think so in a sharp contrast to this.

When I was humiliated, I could feel the indignation and humiliation that was intentionally or unintentionally revealed in her eyes...

I think she subconsciously still feels that she should be able to get better results.

Because she is better.

As a result, her experience will undoubtedly be more miserable than Zhang Yi.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that I should also be satisfied with the status quo.

Greed has no good ending.

******

Because of my conversation with Zhang Yi, my attitude towards my mother changed again.

Or I found a solid reason for my depravity.

A week later, my mother returned.

Her mental outlook was completely renewed.

It seems that she really went to do business. Only in this way can she breathe a little relieved this week.

And my plan is naturally put on the agenda.

I have an insider.

Zhang Yi.

******

The next day, Zhang Yi sent me a recording.

What's wrong, I'm frowning.

Zhang Yi's voice was a little vague, as if she was holding something in her mouth. Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of the lighter lifting the cover.

Turns out that I was lighting a cigarette.

At this time, I heard my mother's voice.

But it is:

Give me one.

What?

Does my mother smoke too?

I have never seen her smoke, and I have even seen someone handing her cigarette several times, she shook her head and said she wouldn't smoke.

Then there was no sound for a long time, as if the two were concentrating on swallowing the clouds and fog.

It took a long time.

What are you doing...

The mother suddenly said inexplicably.

Touch me...

Zhang Yi's voice is very slutty.

No... you have Ah yourself, touch your own.

Mine is not as big as yours.

you……

Um……

While pushing, the mother let out a low moan.

Zhang Yi obviously succeeded.

Damn, it's big and round, how long?I am so envious of me.

During the recording, my mother let out a low cry from time to time and didn't say anything.

Obviously, Zhang Yi didn't just touch her.

A long time:

Hello……

What's wrong?

My mother's voice was already slimy.

Your crotch is wet.

Ah

A low voice was heard.

Mother's scolding:

It’s all you, what are you touching!How can I go later...

Who knows that you are so sensitive, and you will have so much water flowing after a few touches.

I don’t know why, those stinky men feel nothing when they touch me, but they just can’t stand women…

You can't be Lala.

If I pull you, can I urinate twice by President Xu's driver with his fingers?You don't always like to make fun of me with this.

I felt extremely complicated when I heard this.

I just saw that my mother had such a young woman.

In the past, she was always full of maternal airs in front of me.

But what is a bit sour is that she actually gave such an example.

The stinky hooligan followed Mr. Xu and played with women very well.I've only been on it once, and to be honest, I feel that if I continue, I will really be addicted to fucking.

You think so, right...

How many times have you been sleepy?

4 times...or 5 times...

Are you moved?

Why...I don't want to talk about this anymore.

Mother sighed again.

You haven't answered me yet.

……

It was a while.

The sound of lighting the cigarette.

Mother sighed.

Mr. Xu asked my son and I to incest.

I didn't expect my mother would really say to Zhang Yi.

Tsk...

I thought it was something.

Zhang Yi sneered.

Hello……

It's no different from being fucked by other men, right?

How can you say there is no difference?That is his own son, it is incest!

My mother's voice became excited.

Then what?

The mother didn't say anything.

Didn’t Mr. Xu ask you to seduce him at home before?

Um.

You don't think your son turns a blind eye to these things, do you?

What do you want to say?

My mother's voice was full of irritability.

What I want to say is, in what era is now, there is a brothel next to your house. When your son goes to and from school, he can't see the women who are wearing slutty hair behind the glass?

Nowadays, children are impure, are there still fewer sexual assault cases in schools?It takes one order every month, as if it has formed a trend.It's gone far.

Another one?

Zhang Yi lit another cigarette for her mother and continued:

You are so beautiful and take the initiative to seduce a pubertal boy. Unless he is GAY, how could he not be moved?

I don't speak nicely, but that's it. He is attracted to you and doesn't know how many times he has fucked you in his mind.

You told me before that he secretly hid the underwear you changed. When he masturbated with your underwear, he would always be the aunt next door, right?

My mother kept silent.

It took a long time.

Another sigh:

Then I...I can't...

Can't sleep with your son as if nothing had happened?

Zhang Yi, you hate it sometimes, do you know?

At this time, my mother actually complained to Zhang Yi.

Tell, I'm so heartbroken to you.

Alas, Shuyuan.I'll ask you, are we willing to be gang-raped by those stinky men and treated like livestock?

Zhang Yi lit a cigarette by herself.

This is our life.Don’t think too much, be obedient, and do whatever Mr. Xu asks you to do.You know that you are obedient, but you will suffer less. If you think about it, he will sink your son into the sea, and you will still be incest or not.

Stop talking...

I see……

The recording ends here.

******

With Zhang Yi as a lobbyist, the effect is obvious.

The next night.

I'm calling you here today, mom wants to talk to you about something.

Talk about things that need to close the door, close the windows and pull the curtains at your own home?

cough……

My mother coughed dryly and cleared her throat, took a deep breath to regulate her emotions.

She delayed for a little while and struggled a little.

Then the face with dark red glasses and delicate facial features was facing me:

Do you know what happened to No. 7 Middle School three years ago?

The opening of the script.

I nodded:

Um.I heard that three male students from junior high school level 3...what is that... the Chinese teacher in my class.

That has rich meaning, which represents rape, gang rape, abuse, imprisonment... etc.

But these words cannot be easily spoken in the mouth of a junior high school student.

I think I have a certain talent in acting.

That's the stroke of magic.

With a shy and unspeakable look, I continue to maintain my character as a good child in front of my mother.

Later I thought, it was really a waste of time.

From the moment my mother convinced herself to seduce her son, she actually didn't care about my character.

Whether I am a good or a bad child, I will inevitably become a child who rapes my mother in the end.

So she continued without any pause:

On March 6 that year, three male students from Class 3, Grade 3, Grade 7 Middle School, after the evening self-study, were called to the office for circulating pornographic publications in self-study classes by Yang Shuting, the Chinese teacher on duty, for not only did not accept the criticism, but even after the argument, the three men molested Teacher Yang. They saw that Teacher Yang did not dare to speak out, and then raped Teacher Yang in the office, then took nude photos and videos as coercion. After gang rape in the office, they took Teacher Yang hostage to a nearby hotel and continued the atrocities of gang rape until early the next morning.

This is real news.

But the unreality is that a mother should not describe the news to her son in such straightforward and naked words.

She can't use that.

In the next six months, Teacher Yang was gang-raped more than 70 times in his home under the coercion of the three boys, causing pregnancy; and suffered abuse such as slaps, beatings, and cigarette butts. It was not until Teacher Yang's sister Yang Shuyun came to visit her sister, and was gang-raped by the three boys, and was coerced by the same means. The two sisters were raped for three months together. In the end, her sister Yang Shuyun couldn't bear the humiliation and called the police firmly before the incident was revealed.

This is one of the most sensational cases in North Bank City.What's even more sensational is that the three men only squatted for two years and came out last year.

There are rumors that the three men lived in Teacher Yang's home again.

My mother said something a little bit gritted.Because of her experience, she developed a strong empathy for the two sisters of Teacher Yang inside.

Mom...why do you tell me this...

I continued to rub my hands and pretended to be embarrassed.

Do you know what caused these tragedies?

It is because they are in adolescence and have not established a correct gender concept.

She cleared her throat again.

To prevent you from having such a problem, mom will teach you a physiology class today

The show is true.

******

I have no thoughts on this.

Because I created the script.

Everyone should be able to guess the next trick.

Everyone has their own hobbies and fantasies about desires.

Of course I have my own preferences.

In fact, my preferences are quite similar to those of the Mediterranean, which is to let pure women do obscene things and let sluts do pure things.

In the final analysis, it is:

Going against their will forces them to submit to mine.

But I think everything I do is just to please the Mediterranean.

In the name of my future happiness and my mother.

******

Mom, I have taught in the school...

I politely refused.

How can mothers not know how to teach in school? They are all avoiding the important things. Today, mothers will give you a lot of time.

Mom will teach very seriously today

My mother deliberately emphasized the word "serious".

All right……

My tone was helpless, but my eyes were excited.

My mother's expression was a little lonely and disappointed.

She noticed the tent that was being held up by my crotch.

What is your son looking forward to?What are you fantasizing about?

How did my son fall to such a depravity because of her past behavior?

I think my mother must have such a painful question in her heart.

She bit her lower lip again, then said:

First of all, the first topic of our class is...

My mother paused here for a while and got stuck. She raised her hand and stroked the hair on her forehead before adding this sentence:

Know the...private parts of a female body.

My mother's face was as bright as blush.

I really want to touch if it gets hot.

First of all, the breasts.

After saying that, my mother poked her bulging chest with her fingers coated with black nail polish, and the kind that was sunken.

Of course this was not what I specifically ordered.

I can't write that script too carefully.

I just proposed the method and asked her to be obscene in all her language and behavior, and to do all her ability to seduce her son.

These behaviors are self-initiated by the mother.

Of course, my mother was not very creative in executing my orders.

What drives her is that if I can't let the Mediterranean, that is, I am satisfied, she will pay a huge price.

The huge price that drove her to overcome her shame and guilt

Mom said that Mom teaches very seriously...

My mother faced me, but her head was slightly raised and her eyes looked at the ceiling, but her hands were unbuttoned from top to bottom.

The white shirt landed on the ground.

Snow-white and plump body.

An unusually striking black lace bra.

The bra quickly fell to the ground.

This time the bra fell to the ground.

Round breasts.

Brown areola, brown nipples.

I could clearly see the bumps on it.

The mother was naked to her son.

mom……

I murmured in a low voice, pretending to be stunned.

This is the breast, which is a breastfeeding organ unique to humans and mammals, commonly known as breasts, with the areola and nipples on it...

The mother introduced her mechanically without emotion.

There was not much hesitation, and even seemed a little impatient.

She wants to complete this physiology class as soon as possible.

so……

Come on, touch it...

I didn't act again this time. My mother knew that I stole the underwear she changed to masturbate. Faced with such obvious temptation, it would be too fake if I still acted.

I reached out my hand, grabbed my mother's breasts and started to squeeze them.

This is a historic contact.

No matter how I looked over my mother's body, I saw her being fucked...

But they all just look at it.

After the baby was breastfeeding, I never touched my mother again. At most, I just felt it in my chest when I hugged it.

Now, it is being touched by me wantonly.

Um……

The mother hummed ashamed.

Then take a deep breath.

She was restraining her tears.

Breasts have special significance to her and me.

Divine meaning.

But now the sacred is desecrated.

Mom, I... can I suck it now?

I made excessive demands.

The mother nodded silently and closed her eyes at the same time.

Then:

Ah……

She moaned because I sucked very hard.

Did I care about you?I pretended to care.

My mother should have answered Well, so that I can pay attention...

But she can't.

no.It's a bit comfortable...

Why is it comfortable?

For women, breasts and nipples are actually not only breastfeeding organs, but also... also sexual organs...

Sexual organ?What are sexual organs?I continued to ask.

The helpless mother bit her lower lip:

The original meaning of the sexual organs is to refer to the genitals, which is...the mother's...the vagina..., or...son your...the penis.It is an organ that can produce pleasure through sexual behavior...

But isn't that the place to pee?

I heard my mother's teeth gritting.

I also noticed that her hands were tightened.

A slap will come to my face at any time.

My mother knew I did it on purpose.

As Zhang Yi said when she was doing her ideological work, nowadays, children are not pure, so I will naturally be no exception.

How could I not know what a sexual organ is?

What made her so excited was probably because she thought that her humiliation came more from Mr. Xu's coercion.

She didn't expect her son to take advantage of the situation!

but……

Everything has been destined since she cooperated with Mr. Xu on WeChat.

She can only continue acting:

This is also what the physiology class wants to talk about, but now let’s talk about breasts first...

Some women with sensitive constitutions can also experience sexual pleasure when their breasts are touched by men.

I know that my mother has a lot of sensitive areas, including earlobes, nipples, clitoris...

Speaking of sensitive belts, some women's sensitive belts are more like strange sexual fetishes, such as Zhuang Jing's most sensitive belt is actually the armpits.

Ah……

Mother called again.

With some unbearable tail tune.

I looked at my mother, who turned her head.

Mom...Mom has a more sensitive physique...

She murmured.

When I sucked her two nipples so much that they were standing upright, her legs trembled, and finally pushed me away.

Let's continue teaching.

I am extremely happy because the highlight is coming.

Introduce the pussy.

And it's an introduction by mistake.

My mother's face was so blushed that it was about to drip.Even after the introduction of her breasts and being played with by her son, her psychological struggle still reached its peak.

Next is to introduce...a woman's...private parts...

The chains were pulled several times but not pulled off.

After finally pulling it off, the black lace panties made her struggle for a while.

Finally, she was completely naked and lay on the bed.

Bend your legs, spread them apart, tilt your head, stretch your hands, rub your pussy, and spread your fingers apart.

This is the female reproductive system, commonly known as the vagina and... pussy pussy

Mom's voice began to tremble.

Mom will introduce you one by one...

The genitals are divided into two parts: internal and external genitals, also known as the vulva, including the mons pubis, labia majora, labia minora, clitoris...

The internal genitals include the vagina, uterus, fallopian tubes and ovaries.

Every time my mother introduced her, she pointed her finger at that part.

Can I touch it?

This should have been what my mother asked me to do, but she didn't, so I asked.

She didn't say anything.

Defaulted.

Another historic breakthrough.

When my fingers were inserted into my mother's pussy, I thought my mother would cry.

But she didn't.

Her personality was split.

I turned my face back because I didn't dare to face me, with despair in humiliation.

Mom, why is there so much water in your vagina?

Mom feels pleasure.

The sound is so gentle.

Sexual pleasure.

Mom is in heat.

estrus?

Despair is hopeless, humiliation remains unchanged.

I specifically asked her to do this passage.

In estrus means...a reproductive cycle phenomenon in sexually mature females, which is physiologically manifested as ovulation, preparation for fertilization and pregnancy, and behaviorally manifested as...it will actively attract and accept the opposite sex...the urge to...make.

This was originally an animal's word.

My eyes glowed.

So, mom is ovulating now?

Probably so.

Mom is now ready to get fertilized and pregnant?

She didn't say anything.

But after five or six breaths, she uttered again.

She is ready.

She suddenly got up and started taking off my clothes.

I was stunned.

Then what made me even more dull was that after she took off all my clothes without saying a word, she bent down, and my cock was held in a slippery mouth.

Ummm...

Her head swayed up and down.

I didn't come to my senses until she let go of her mouth.

The mother had saliva hanging on the corner of her mouth, and her hair was completely dispersed because of her oral sex for her son, plus her slightly red eyes.

Depraved and crazy.

She lay down again.

Mom wants it.

She doesn't want to act anymore.

******

I don't want to act anymore.

No sense.

I can't play a virgin anymore.

I skillfully married my mother's slender legs, inserted my penis into her wet vagina, and thrust my waist steadily and vigorously.

I saw my mother laughing.

Self-mockery smile.

Then, she seemed to fall asleep throughout the whole process.

How I can fiddle with her body.

He said he was asleep, but she was screaming again.

He screamed very lewdly.

When I said I was going to cum.

I thought she would beg me, say no, say that my mother would get pregnant...and so on.

This is what the book says.

But she didn't, she woke up instead.

My legs also slammed my waist.

Then I held me tightly with both hands, letting my chest crush her plump breasts.

Then I ejaculated in my mother's pussy.

Even shot out an unprecedented amount.

One after another...

It bombed like a cannon...

Mother's vagina and uterus.