But as time ticked by, not a single sound came through. I had already strained my hearing to its absolute limit.
Could it be that Daguo was still standing in the hallway?
I took a deep breath and, gathering my courage, slowly straightened up.
The room was very dim, so I cautiously craned my neck to peer through the glass pane in my door into the hallway. However, the hallway was empty, and Mom's door was tightly shut.
I tried to look into Mom's room through the two layers of glass, but I couldn't see anything.
There was no sound from Daguo, and no sound from Mom either. Mom is actually a very light sleeper; the slightest noise would wake her up.
Daguo's door opening and closing had been very quiet, but it should have been enough to rouse Mom.
Could Daguo have secretly drugged Mom?
Impossible. Mom went straight to her bedroom after coming back from the storeroom. Daguo wouldn't have had a chance.
"Creak..." Just as I was about to stand on tiptoe to get a better look, a sudden sound made me immediately squat back down, suppressing my breath at the same time.
It was the sound of the mattress and bed in Mom's room shifting. The sound was very, very faint. If I hadn't been standing by the door, I probably wouldn't have heard it.
"Creak..." After a pause of a little while, another shifting sound came from over there.
My breath caught, my whole body went numb, and I felt as if I were on fire.
In the quiet of the night, I couldn't stop imagining the scene unfolding over there.
The mattress shifted... could it mean Daguo had already entered Mom?
But that didn't seem right either. The bed only made one sound at a time. There was a noticeable gap between the first and second sounds; they weren't continuous at all.
"Hsss... huuu... hsss..." Not long after, I heard the sound of heavy, labored breathing. It was very soft.
If I had been lying in my own bed, I probably wouldn't have heard it at all.
This breathing was slow and heavy, but I couldn't tell who it was from—Daguo or Mom?
And it sounded a bit strange, as if it was only coming through the nose. Was that person's mouth blocked?
I was now at the peak of excitement, my penis fully erect. The thrill of this cuckolding plan being put into action was indescribable.
In my heart, I felt excitement, thrill, but also a faint ache. Perhaps it was pity for Mom, or perhaps a sense of disappointment.
If she weren't my mother, how could someone like Daguo get this kind of advantage?
Setting aside the fact that she's my mother, Mom is absolutely a top-tier woman.
"Creak... Creak..." And soon after, the sound of the bed shifting came again. Mom's bed is very sturdy. It would only make such sounds if the weight on it was too great, or if the person on it was moving around a lot. However, the intervals between the two bed sounds were still somewhat irregular.
"Has Mom already been penetrated by Daguo? Have they already started having sex for real? What position are they using?" My mind was filled with fantasies and questions. That feeling is perhaps only understood by those who truly have a cuckolding fetish.
Crouched by the door, one hand braced against it because my body was trembling, I was afraid I might not be able to hold myself up and would collapse to the floor.
"Hsss... huuu..." The breathing sound came again from over there, and it seemed more urgent and pronounced than before. With my ear pressed against the door, I could hear it very clearly.
Following the breathing, I heard the creaking of the bed again from over there.
So it was true. I was convinced Mom must be awake by now. And regardless of whether this breathing was from Mom or Daguo, it signified one thing—desire.
I was also very familiar with this kind of breathing sound. That day when I was on top of Teacher An, kissing her lips while penetrating her, both Teacher An and I made sounds like this. Our breaths had mingled together then.
No matter what stage they were at now, one thing was certain: Mom and Daguo had already begun intimate contact. They might already be kissing.
I focused my attention again, trying to listen for the sounds of intercourse. If they were having sex, no matter how careful they were, there should be the sound of wetness rubbing, or the sound of flesh slapping together.
"Creak..." Another sound of the bed shifting came, quicker and more urgent this time, and louder than before. Had the actual intercourse begun?
Then it stopped again. If it was thrusting, the sound should be continuous. What on earth was happening over there?
At that moment, I desperately wanted to get up and rush into Mom's bedroom to watch the live show.
"Mmm..." But before I could even process that thought, a sudden, muffled groan came from over there. The timbre of this sound was very distinct—it was definitely my mother.
This groan was very abrupt, as if she couldn't hold it back anymore, but then she seemed to quickly suppress it and stop.
Had Mom been penetrated?
Thinking of Daguo's thick, long penis, if it entered Mom, she might really be unable to suppress a sound.
"Creak..." And immediately following that, another sound of the bed shifting came. And that heavy breathing sound became even more pronounced and heavy, as if the breathing rhythm had also quickened.
Accompanying these sounds were some other faint, rustling noises. They sounded like a body rubbing against the bedsheet, or maybe... in any case, it was hard to describe clearly. I could only fill in the blanks with my imagination.
And then, a very soft sound arose. It wasn't speech using the vocal cords, but more like speaking on an exhale, not using the vocal cords but controlling one's breath to form words. It was extremely soft.
I couldn't make out what was said. I couldn't even tell who was speaking. Since it wasn't vocal cord speech, I couldn't even determine if it was a man or a woman.
The irregular sounds of the bed shifting continued, and that breathy speaking sound still drifted over faintly.
No matter what, I was now certain that Mom was definitely awake. She definitely wasn't pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed like Teacher An had done back then.
Mom wasn't screaming or shouting. It was just as Daguo had said. But what stage had they reached now?
Had Daguo successfully entered Mom's vagina?
My chest felt like it was on fire, and even the air I exhaled felt scorching hot.
My legs and feet had gone numb from crouching for so long, but I paid no attention to any of that.
That breathy speaking sound absolutely couldn't be Mom or Daguo talking to themselves. The two of them must be talking to each other, but it wasn't normal conversation. The sounds of the bed shifting, the heavy breathing, and Mom's earlier suppressed groan all indicated that they were engaged in intimate contact right now.
What on earth were they saying to each other?
I had no way of knowing. Right now, I just hoped Daguo wasn't tricking me this time and that he really was recording the scene. But with the lights off, could that dice-sized camera of his capture anything clearly?
Never mind. Even just the sounds would be enough to excite me.
"Mmm~~~~~~~~~" And not long after, a muffled groan, desperately suppressed, came from over there. This time, however, the groan lasted longer and carried a slight tremolo.
It was also from Mom. At the same time, another sound of the bed shifting came.
There also seemed to be a sound of the mattress shifting, and it was somewhat noticeable.
Every time a sound came from over there, my body couldn't help but tremble.
"Hsss... huuu... hsss... huuu..." The heavy nasal breathing continued to drift over faintly. During the brief pauses, that breathy speaking sound would arise.
But before long, all the sounds stopped. Only the heavy breathing remained, gradually fading.
I waited for a good while longer, but no more sounds came. Had they already finished?
Thinking about it, it was possible. I'm a virgin. When I first entered Teacher An's vagina, I couldn't hold back and came.
Daguo is also a virgin. It would be normal for him to ejaculate quickly too.
The silence now was somewhat terrifying. Daguo hadn't come out yet. Was he planning on a second round?
Thinking that Mom had really lost her chastity to Daguo, my heart was filled with a jumble of emotions—both excitement and heartache, especially when I thought of Mom's gentle, sweet demeanor.
When I thought of my deceased father, I sighed softly in my heart. Mom needs companionship too. I hope Father, if he knows in the afterlife, won't blame me.
Just as I was adjusting my emotions, the sound of slippers scraping against the floor suddenly came from over there, followed by footsteps.
I was startled. Still crouched on the floor like a dwarf, I scurried towards my bed in a squatting position.
I had no choice; my legs were completely numb.
"Click..." Just as I struggled to climb onto my bed and lie down, a soft sound of a door opening came from outside.
"Click..." By the time I had lain down facing away from the door, my own bedroom door was also gently pushed open...
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