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Chapter 29: Desire and Force!
Dawn.
I woke up in bed.
Last night, I went swimming in the sea, swimming until I was exhausted. I even hoped my foot would cramp so I could drown myself in the ocean.
But fate is unfair my foot cramps during the day, but at night, no matter how hard I tried, I didn't die. In the end, I dragged my tired body back to my room and collapsed into sleep.
Actually, I have to admit I am afraid of death.
I slept deeply in my room. I don't know how long I slept before I felt someone patting my face. I opened my eyes and saw a familiar face it was Mom.
Mom was still so beautiful, her face as cold and stunning as an iceberg, with a noble and elegant bearing, eyes like water, dark brows, a delicate nose, and those perfectly shaped, tender lips every feature exuding nobility.
She is my mother!
"Fan Fan, what are you staring at? Did you forget me after one night's sleep?"
"No, I just think you're especially beautiful right now," I said.
That was my heartfelt truth.
This was my privilege, and I didn't know how long it would last. The fear of losing it made it all the more precious.
"Silly boy, what are you thinking? Get up, you've slept almost till noon," Mom said.
I grunted, about to get up, when I suddenly noticed a necklace around Mom's neck.
That necklace…
I remembered Zhong Niu bought it for Mom at a jewelry store, and it cost at most a few hundred yuan. For someone like Mom, it was far too cheap and low-class; it didn't suit her at all.
Yet now Mom was wearing it as usual, and that struck another blow to my heart.
I couldn't help but think of last night the sounds of gasping and flesh slapping from Mom's room still echoed in my mind, leaving me stunned.
Mom noticed my oddness and reached out her jade hand to touch my forehead, a hint of concern in her eyes. "No fever."
I forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, just a little unwell. I'll be fine after a rest."
Honestly, I didn't feel much just a bit of tightness in my chest and some dizziness. After everything that happened last night, I was really not feeling well, but that was all.
But Mom is sharp. Even though I didn't have a fever, she could tell my energy was off.
"All right, there's nothing much to do here. I'll take you home, and we'll go to the hospital for a checkup," Mom said.
"Well… okay."
Mom called the boatman. Zhong Niu appeared and left the island with us.
On the way, Mom took us home. I told her I wanted to rest, and she didn't say much, just told me to get some sleep and let her know if I really felt unwell.
I nodded and went to my room.
Mom's caring words echoed in my ears, and her concern was genuine there was nothing fake about it.
I slept until afternoon. When I woke up, my body was weak, and I could hardly muster any strength.
I thought, this is bad something might really be wrong.
I know my own body, and while I'm not a doctor, I had that feeling.
I tried to walk to the door, but my body wobbled, my head throbbed, and as I reached for the doorknob, I suddenly lost control and fell to the floor.
With a thud, I hit the ground hard and couldn't help but cry out in pain.
I felt helpless and lost. Suddenly, the door opened and a figure appeared.
Zhong Niu!
He stood at the door, looking at me, and I looked back at him.
I didn't know what he was thinking, but I really didn't want to see him because of what happened on the island, his repeated fucking of Mom had left scars in my heart.
Zhong Niu silently bent down, helped me up, carried me to the bed, and placed a hand on my forehead. In that moment, letting him do as he pleased, I felt so small.
"You have a fever, Fang Fan. What's wrong with you?" Zhong Niu asked.
It's you!
All because of you!
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in such a mess!
I screamed in my heart.
But, laughably, I never had the courage to expose him because if not for him, I might have died in this room and no one would have known.
Zhong Niu quietly left, then returned with a wet towel to place on my forehead.
"Feeling better?" he asked.
I looked at him, paused, and said, "A bit."
He nodded. "Mom went to work. She has a lot to do. If you really feel bad, I can take you to the hospital."
"I… don't really know you," I said coldly.
Zhong Niu looked surprised, his eyes uncertain.
After a moment, he said, "No matter how you feel about me, Fang Fan, I just want you to know I'm sincere. I have no other motives."
"Mom took me in and treated me well, so I want to treat her well. And you too I have no prejudice. If you're upset with me or want to hit me, I'll let you vent. I won't complain."
I looked at him and said nothing for a long time.
"Can you get me some water?" I asked.
"Sure."
He got up and brought me a glass of water.
I was thirsty. After a few sips, I felt better.
Looking at Zhong Niu's honest face, I actually believed him. As for what he did with Mom, I believed he was sincere, not faking it. I trusted my instincts.
The atmosphere was heavy, so I changed the subject: "By the way, Ah Niu, what's your relationship with Zhao Nan'er?"
"You like her?"
"Uh…" I was embarrassed. She was so pretty and smart how could I not like her?
"If you like her, I'll help you," Zhong Niu said.
"W-what?!" I stared at him.
He said, "Actually, you've probably noticed Zhao Nan'er and I aren't ordinary friends. She likes me, but I don't really like her. If you really like her, I'll help you."
I: "…"
He added, "To be honest, I did it with Zhao Nan'er in the classroom once, but I didn't go all the way."
Classroom?
I remembered I had spied on them that time.
"What did it feel like?" I asked. Honestly, I wanted to ask what it was like to do it with Mom.
"Not much."
Zhong Niu said honestly, "Actually, I like women like your mom big breasts, perky butt, long legs. Especially doing it from behind nothing feels better."
I was stunned. Was Zhong Niu confessing to me?
His words really did sound like a confession. My look toward him changed…
"Fang Fan, I'm just being honest. Don't take it the wrong way," Zhong Niu quickly explained.
"Really?"
"Don't you think Mom has that kind of charm?" he countered.
"She does, but you talk as if it's real…"
He chuckled, "I'm just fantasizing. Didn't you have biology class? The teacher said it's normal for people our age to have these fantasies."
He was especially talkative today. If I didn't know about him and Mom, I'd believe him, but since I did, I didn't buy it. Still, I didn't expose him I didn't have the guts.
And he was right Mom was that beautiful, one in a million, stunning, proud, and in my heart the most beautiful woman. No one else could compare.
Yet she was still taken by Zhong Niu.
Even Zhu Dezhi and Uncle Qi Zhong Niu beat them all. Who could have imagined that Mom would be fucked by the son of an ordinary farmer?
Life is unpredictable. Who could have foreseen this?
Even Mom and Zhong Niu probably didn't know I was aware I was the only one who knew.
Zhong Niu suddenly patted my shoulder. "Fang Fan, don't worry. I'll help you pursue Zhao Nan'er."
I looked at him, wanting to ask, "Would you really be that kind?" but what came out was "thanks."
"Oh, if you really feel unwell, tell me so I can let Mom know," he said.
"I will."
Whether Zhong Niu was sincere or not, I had to admit he'd helped me, and I was grateful.
But then I thought am I grateful to the guy who "cucked" me?
It was funny.
But I couldn't stop anything could only scream silently inside.
By evening, I felt much better.
Mom came home, put on an apron, and started cooking. Zhong Niu went to help. Hearing the noises from the kitchen, I couldn't help but imagine scenes of the two of them.
Like Mom standing at the stove, cooking, with Zhong Niu behind her, his hand quietly sliding onto her round, perky butt, squeezing it through her pants, feeling the elasticity, unable to let go.
Or maybe Zhong Niu would be bolder, pulling down Mom's suit pants, exposing her plump butt, the lace panties hugging her cheeks, and he'd pull down his pants, press his huge, fierce shaft against her, use his fingers to pull aside her panties, and then stuff his giant shaft into her butt crack.
Or even bolder, he'd enter her directly, with Mom braced on the stove, her full, round butt in the air, and Zhong Niu pounding her from behind.
Scene after scene played out in my mind until Mom brought the food to the table, snapping me out of it.
Mom came over and touched my forehead.
As she bent down, her full breasts hung in her shirt, swaying. From my angle, I could clearly see her deep, white cleavage.
"Mom, I'm fine," I said.
"How can you be fine? Tomorrow I'm taking you to the hospital," she said.
I was helpless I didn't want to go, but under her stern gaze, I gave in.
The next day, Mom took me to the hospital. After a checkup, there was nothing wrong, but the doctor prescribed some medicine.
Back home, I felt much better, not as dazed as yesterday.
Zhong Niu wasn't home he'd gone out, I didn't know where.
While I watched TV, Zhong Niu came back, out of breath, probably from running. He was sweaty, went to shower, and came out in just boxers.
I saw the bulge in his crotch so big, like something was hidden inside. Plus, his body was a bit muscular, which put a lot of psychological pressure on me.
He looked excited I didn't know what he wanted to do. Bored, I went back to my room.
Feeling restless, I played games, but couldn't focus. My mind kept picturing Mom and Zhong Niu together, especially naked like a needle in my heart.
Unconsciously, I opened old surveillance footage.
It was from the time in the kitchen when Zhong Niu first forced himself on Mom.
He pulled aside her tempting lace panties, forced his huge, fierce shaft into her snowy butt, deep into her secret garden, pounding her hard, the sounds of wetness and flesh slapping echoing.
Mom's snowy white skin contrasted with Zhong Niu's darker skin a striking contrast.
An ordinary farmer's son fucking a noble, cold beauty like Mom from behind what a thrilling, blood-pumping sight.
I had to admit, Zhong Niu was strong, his shaft thick and fierce. Watching, I couldn't help but get lost, and reached into my pants to jerk off my own eight-centimeter penis.
At that moment, I felt like I was Zhong Niu, fucking Mom from behind.
Her round, full butt took my pounding, her honey cave being stirred by my huge shaft, love juices splashing so beautiful.
But I had no stamina soon I came, all over my hand.
I quickly cleaned up and turned off the video.
Just then, there was a knock. Zhong Niu's voice called me to dinner.
I didn't want to go, so I said I was unwell and wanted to sleep. The knocking stopped.
I lay in bed. After about half an hour, the door opened and Mom came in.
"Fan Fan, what's wrong? Ah Niu said you're not feeling well again?" Mom looked at me with concern.
"Yeah, a little. I'll sleep," I said.
"All right," she nodded. "Rest, and if you really feel bad, tell me don't keep it to yourself. If something's wrong, I'll worry."
Hearing her caring words, my heart softened, a warm current flowing through me.
"Mom, do you love me?" I looked at her seriously, asking on impulse.
"You're my own flesh and blood. In my heart, you'll always be the most important," she said after a pause.
I smiled a genuine smile.
Mom stroked my head and left the room.
After she left and closed the door, I put on headphones and opened the surveillance video.
I wanted to see if what she said was true if I was really the most important. And what about Zhong Niu? Where did he stand in Mom's heart?
I didn't go out, which gave them time together. I wanted to see what would happen.
In the living room, Zhong Niu was cleaning up, then went to the kitchen for about ten minutes probably washing dishes. Then he came out with a rag and wiped the table.
I had to admit, Zhong Niu was more diligent than me. Boys like him are popular with women I couldn't match him in that.
What did I have over him? Just my status?
Just then, Mom appeared in the living room, breaking my train of thought.
She'd taken off her suit jacket.
She wore a blue blouse with a floral collar, her upper body's curves full and alluring, her full, round breasts pushing up the collar. Below her swan-like neck was a delicate, beautiful collarbone, then smooth, jade-like skin. Her heavy, round breasts were hidden in comfortable fabric, high and proud.
Her slim waist was hugged tight by the shirt, soft and slender, just a handful.
Below that was her most criminally tempting asset her beautiful butt, wrapped in a black suit skirt, tight and round, hard to grasp with two hands.
Below the skirt were her strong, round thighs, wrapped in black, glossy stockings two of the world's most seductive gun barrels, shiny and flawless, full and straight.
It was hard to imagine those perfect legs, if held or draped over someone's shoulders, would be irresistible.
Mom walked into the living room, saw Zhong Niu working, and her beautiful eyes showed a hard-to-describe look.
Zhong Niu was cleaning, not noticing Mom at first she wore slippers, not heels, so her steps made little sound.
Eventually, sensing something, he turned and saw Mom watching him.
Seeing Mom, Zhong Niu's face broke into a genuine, gentle smile.
He held a rag, sweat on his brow. Honestly, he looked a bit like a mature man now.
Yes mature, not just older!
It was hard to describe, but with him in the house, everything felt in order better than many grown men.
Don't be fooled by his age he was mature in his own way.
"Mom," Zhong Niu said, his honest face smiling, his eyes full of amazement.
Not just him even I, living with Mom all my life, was still stunned by her beauty every time.
Mom was born with seductive bones, peerless beauty. At her age, her mature charm was even harder to describe.
As a deputy mayor, she had an air of authority, and her cold personality suppressed her natural allure.
Zhong Niu was amazed, his gaze running over Mom's body like a knife.
His mouth hung open, staring at Mom, clutching the rag, unable to look away, even swallowing unconsciously.
I guessed what he was thinking his cheeks flushed, his eyes brightening.
If I couldn't guess what was on his mind, I'd be a fool.
Clearly, seeing such a beautiful, noble Mom, Zhong Niu's heart was racing, his mind full of desire.
For a man who's tasted an ice queen like Mom once, it's impossible not to crave a second time.
"What are you staring at? Get back to work," Mom said, noticing his stare, her heartbeat skipping a beat, but speaking in a scolding tone.
Though she scolded him, it didn't carry much weight.
It was more like…
A playful reproach!
That playful tone had a hint of coquettishness.
"Oh, oh." Zhong Niu snapped out of his daze.
He went back to wiping the furniture.
Mom walked over to the sofa and sat down.
As she sat, she crossed her right leg over her left, and in that moment, the curves of her beautiful legs were fully revealed tight and round, especially wrapped in those black stockings, glowing under the lights, her legs so alluring.
Her fragrant back rested on the sofa, her right leg dangling over her left, her feet wrapped in black stockings, exuding a different kind of charm.
As she unconsciously swung her foot, the slipper dangled from her toes, swaying like a wave, a beautiful, elegant sight an indescribable allure.
Meanwhile, Zhong Niu absentmindedly wiped the TV. Mom said, "Ah Niu, you're blocking the TV."
I don't know what was on, but Zhong Niu, back to Mom, froze at her words, then suddenly turned.
In an instant, he saw Mom's charming, noble beauty, radiating allure.
That flawless skin, those full, proud breasts hidden under her blue shirt, her long legs wrapped in black stockings, her delicate foot swaying all of it lit a fire in Zhong Niu.
He stood there, stunned. Watching on the surveillance, I quickly switched cameras to see his face.
He stood in front of the TV, blocking most of the screen and Mom's view, his eyes glued to her, unmoving, like a statue, staring, unblinking.
I thought, even if I walked out, he wouldn't look away.
His gaze was full of aggression and longing I could sense it, and so could Mom.
She stopped swinging her foot, looked at Zhong Niu, and said, "Ah Niu, move you're blocking the TV."
His breathing quickened, his chest heaving.
Suddenly, Zhong Niu did something neither Mom nor I expected.
He suddenly pulled off his shorts.
He wasn't wearing underwear, so when the shorts dropped, his thick, fierce, eighteen-centimeter shaft sprang out, exposed to the air.
No one expected him to be so direct, dropping his shorts and exposing a penis bigger than most adults.
The atmosphere froze. I was speechless Mom even more so.
But Mom was much calmer than me I needed over ten seconds to react, she only needed a few.
Still, even if she looked calm, I was sure inside, she was anything but. No way she was unmoved.
"Ah Niu, what are you doing? Put that thing away!" Mom said coldly, finally with some real scolding in her tone.
Zhong Niu shook his head. "Mom, you're too beautiful. I really can't help it."
"Just because you can't help it, you think you can show that thing? Put it away, or… I'll get angry."
Normally, when Mom said something like that, Zhong Niu would panic and obey.
But this time, he didn't he just let his thick shaft hang between his legs, a tuft of black hair and two huge balls, showing off his size to Mom.
Seeing he wouldn't move, Mom frowned. "Ah Niu, if you keep this up, I really will get angry!"
"I don't want Mom to be angry," he said.
Mom relaxed a bit.
But…
"But I don't want to wrong myself, either," he added, his eyes full of determination.
Mom was stunned.
Then Zhong Niu even pulled off his shorts entirely, naked, and walked toward Mom.
I saw a hint of anger on Mom's beautiful face she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, but he didn't dodge, letting it hit him in the face.
"Why didn't you dodge?" Mom demanded.
"If Mom hits me, I don't dare dodge," he said.
Mom suddenly gave a cold laugh, full of mockery.
"You think just because you did it with me on the island, you can do it at home too? What's past is past this time, I won't go easy on you."
She picked up a fruit knife from the coffee table.
She really seemed angry.
But Zhong Niu wasn't afraid he kept walking toward her, determined.
He walked right up, stopping just as the knife was about to touch his chest, and Mom didn't move the knife away.
"Ah Niu, just stop. Step back," Mom said.
Zhong Niu shook his head silently, eyes full of resolve.
"Why do you insist on this? I'm just an old woman, divorced, with a child your age he's lying in the bedroom right now. What do you want?" Mom said.
Separated by a wall, I was moved by her words.
Zhong Niu stayed silent, thinking.
He was only as tall as Mom's chest, but he stood before her without fear.
After about a minute, he finally spoke: "I want to be with Mom forever. I want to give you a lifetime of happiness! Even if you hit me or scold me, I'm not afraid because you're my sky, my earth. Without you, I don't know how to live."
He laid it all out!
Zhong Niu was confessing to Mom!
His tone was gentle, full of feeling, every word cutting to the heart.
It was a confession.
It was hard to imagine things would get to this point.
This ordinary boy from the mountains, after fucking the noble, cold Mom several times, was now confessing to her like an adult, with deep emotion a scene both absurd and moving.
But I couldn't laugh, and neither could Mom.
Because his words were so sharp, even she was stunned.
After a while, Mom's brows relaxed a bit, her beautiful eyes showing an unreadable expression.
Of course, I didn't want Mom to accept Zhong Niu's confession she was my mother, a proud, cold mayor. How could she agree?
And Zhong Niu wanted to be with her forever did that mean he wanted to hold her every night, making love to her, enjoying her body's pleasures?
I didn't dare imagine it praying Mom would refuse.
"Ah Niu, you…"
"I'm sincere if I'm lying, let lightning strike me!" he swore.
"No." Mom shook her head.
Zhong Niu was disappointed I was thrilled.
Great!
Mom refused him I was overjoyed.
But before I could celebrate, Zhong Niu suddenly hugged Mom.
He buried his face in her full, proud chest, almost burying his face between her two big, round breasts.
At the same time, his hands roamed her back, boldly groping her plump, elastic butt through her skirt.
His sudden move startled Mom, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks like rouge, tender and alluring, her hidden allure awakened.
"Ah Niu, what are you doing? Stop, let go of me," Mom pushed at him.
"I want Mom, I want Mom…"
He didn't let go, and I felt Mom's push was too weak normally, she'd have slapped him by now.
But now, she just pushed a few times, almost perfunctorily.
I didn't understand did she know how much her half-hearted resistance would attract a boy like Zhong Niu?
Right now, he'd do anything she asked.
Naked, Zhong Niu pressed his thick, hot shaft against her, but since she was a head taller, he could only press it between her legs missing the mark.
Suddenly…
"Ah…" Mom tilted her head back, arching her upper body, her hands reaching behind to grab his hands.
Because his hands were too bold like claws, already lifting her skirt.
Whoosh!
Through the black pantyhose, Mom's full, round butt was tight and firm, the cheeks full of bounce. The black stockings made it even more alluring a huge shock for any man.
Her butt was like a ripe peach, so round. Zhong Niu's hands, now through the stockings, squeezed and kneaded her cheeks, making them change shape inside the stockings, both charming and lewd.
One hand supporting, one hand attacking.
His technique seemed too skilled for his age.
I was stunned he was just a middle schooler like me. How did he know all this?
But then, he'd done it with Mom several times, and was focused on it of course he was skilled.
"Mom, I have to have you. Stop resisting let me make you happy."
He kept talking, his hands never stopping, attacking her beautiful butt, slowly breaking down her defenses.
And he was succeeding though Mom struggled, she couldn't shake off his hands. Her struggle only made him more aroused, stoking his lust.
Suddenly, one of his hands disappeared under her skirt. Mom gasped, rising on tiptoe, her plump body tensing, her long, round legs straight as lines.
Because his hand had slipped into her pantyhose. With only a thin pair of panties left, his hand was practically touching her bare skin.
He kneaded her beautiful butt, the flesh bulging inside the stockings, enjoying himself.
Meanwhile, his shaft grew even fiercer, reaching its peak. He stood on tiptoe, trying to reach a certain spot.
But he failed he was still a head shorter, almost comically so.
But I couldn't laugh this "funny" boy was ravaging Mom's beautiful body, even her perfect butt at his mercy.
He couldn't wait any longer. Suddenly, he pulled his hand out, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, bending her waist, bringing her face close.
Then, standing on tiptoe, he pressed his lips to hers, catching her off guard.
Watching, I was shaken this was the second time he'd kissed Mom, the first being in the villa on the island.
The first time, Mom was unprepared but this time?
He forcefully took her lips, and I saw Mom struggling, but his hand held her shoulder tight, pinning her down for a forced kiss.
But this time, after a moment, he suddenly said, "Mom, please jerk me off please, Mom, I'm begging you."
"Don't Fan Fan is in the bedroom," Mom refused.
"But you said he's in the bedroom. Look how hard I am just help me, I promise I'll finish quickly."
"No!"
"Mom, just pity me please. I swear, I'll take good care of Fang Fan, never let him get bullied at school. I'll protect him," Zhong Niu said.
He was using me as leverage to move Mom?
I was stunned wanting to rush out, but reality slapped me.
Because Zhong Niu really had helped me I couldn't deny it.
Still, I prayed Mom, please don't…
But my prayers didn't work.
A hint of emotion flashed on Mom's beautiful face. In the end, she reached out her slender, jade-white fingers and wrapped them around Zhong Niu's huge, dark shaft.
She gripped his massive organ, gently stroking it back and forth, with a touch of tenderness.
At that moment, they really did look like they were helping each other.
Zhong Niu was stirring the most primal desires in Mom's heart, while she stroked his shaft, bringing it to full, mighty size ready to take it into her body
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