At this point, my head spun with dizziness. I quickly grabbed the brick wall beside the doorframe, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Now, I watched as that thick, lengthy penis slowly withdrew, like a warrior unsheathing his sword.
Though the woman's buttocks partially obscured the cleft between them, it was clear the penis was emerging from the center of her rear.
Judging by the angle between the penis and her buttocks, it couldn't have been pulled out from between her legs. That left only two possibilities: either her vagina or her anus. However, the transparent fluid coating the shaft confirmed it had been drawn from her vagina, as the anal canal doesn't secrete such moisture.
"Oh, Mom…" I crouched against the wall, my eyes fixed on the crack in the door, my mouth agape in a silent cry. There was no way those inside could hear me.
Just then, the wind outside picked up, and the rain grew heavier, as if the heavens themselves mirrored my turmoil.
The chill wind and cold rain seeped into my bones, but I paid them no mind—my heart felt as though it were ablaze.
Mom had truly been with another man. She had let someone other than Dad penetrate her, and the absence of any barrier on that penis meant it had been unprotected.
Though I was unwilling to admit it, the woman inside could only be Mom.
Her long legs, her fair, rounded buttocks—as the man's penis slowly withdrew, Mom's raised heel gradually lowered until her toes touched the ground.
Beneath them lay a red blanket, their makeshift bed of passion.
"Mmm…" A soft moan escaped as the man pulled out his penis. That sound was all too familiar; I had heard it on several nights when Mom was pleasuring herself. Now, it confirmed beyond doubt that the woman inside was her.
As the man's penis withdrew, she seemed to feel the emptiness in her vagina. When his hips lifted to their fullest extent, there was a gap of at least twenty centimeters between their bodies—a testament to the penis's intimidating length. Yet, its tip remained nestled between her buttocks, indicating it hadn't been fully extracted.
"Squelch…"
"Plop…"
"Slap…"
After pausing briefly at the peak of his arch, the man's hips suddenly plunged down with violent speed, and the thick, lengthy penis vanished instantly into the depths between her buttocks.
I still referred to her as "the woman" rather than "Mom" because I couldn't bring myself to acknowledge that Mom was making love with someone else. It was too shocking, too unbelievable. I refused to accept it—the impact was overwhelming.
Thankfully, I was young. Had my heart been weaker, I might have ended up in the hospital.
As the man's hips slammed down, three distinct sounds followed in quick succession, almost overlapping due to the sheer speed of his thrust.
The thick, lengthy penis plunged violently and completely into the woman's vagina. The sound of slick friction, the sudden expulsion of air from within creating a faint fart-like noise, and the impact of the man's hips against the mother's buttocks filled the room.
Especially that final impact—it was as if the man had slapped the woman's buttocks, causing her flesh to ripple with astonishing elasticity as her cheeks were compressed once more.
"Ah..." After the man's sudden, deep thrust, the woman's calves abruptly lifted, her delicate toes curling toward the tops of her feet. A delayed, high-pitched moan escaped her lips two or three seconds later—sharp, piercing, and tinged with an almost ear-piercing quality.
Logically, her moan should have synchronized with the three sounds, but the delay suggested that the woman hadn't reacted immediately to the man's abrupt penetration. Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, she had initially suppressed her response, only to lose control and let out a scream after those few seconds.
This was due to both the man's fierce and unexpected action and the powerful stimulation from his thick, lengthy penis.
Her heels struck against the man's hairy shins, as if venting her resentment and dissatisfaction.
"Slurp, slurp, slurp..." Meanwhile, the sounds of kissing and sucking resumed. Though I couldn't see above their waists, I could imagine the woman lying face down, lifting her head to turn and kiss the man.
Their legs intertwined and rubbed against each other. Even though only the man's lower body was visible, it was evident that he was robust—the hair on his legs and the muscle definition spoke of his strength, and the size of his feet hinted at his height.
The man lay fully on top of the woman, his hips pressing into her buttocks as his thick penis plunged deep once more. His buttocks tensed and relaxed rhythmically, a clear indication of his intense pleasure.
"Da Guo..." I tried to call out again, but my voice was barely a whisper, drowned out by the wind and rain, unable to startle the pair inside.
The man inside must be Da Guo. The muscular legs, the hair, the explosive force of his thrust, and that thick, lengthy penis were all familiar—I had seen them before in the surveillance footage, when my mother had taken that very penis into her mouth.
They had made a one-week agreement. I had thought my mother was just deceiving Da Guo at the time, especially since she had brought my father's photo on her trip. But... if I hadn't witnessed this with my own eyes, I would never have believed it.
"Mom, if you're giving yourself to Da Guo now, why did you bring Dad's photo?" I wondered inwardly. Before this happened, I had hoped and anticipated it, but now that it was real, seeing it firsthand, my feelings were incredibly conflicted. Especially remembering how my mother carried Dad's photo, showing her nostalgia and affection for him. But now... could she have been forced?
Or perhaps... her feelings for Dad were fake?
That couldn't be.
But if Da Guo had forced himself on Mom, how did he get into our house?
The clothes still lying on the floor of Mom's bedroom were proof that Da Guo must have been there while I was asleep. No matter how deeply I slept, if Mom had resisted even slightly or made the smallest sound, I would have woken up. But there was nothing, which seemed to suggest that Mom had known about Da Guo's arrival in advance—that she had opened the door for him. The two of them had been completely silent, as if...
My mind was a complete mess, unable to sort through the thoughts. Outside, the wind was slowly picking up, and the rain was falling harder. Thankfully, the eaves shielded me from most of the rain, but the cold wind, mixed with dampness, blew against me, making me shiver uncontrollably.
Just then, the sounds of kissing inside stopped, and the man's body rose again. This time, it wasn't just his hips lifting—his entire body rose. As he did, his large hand wrapped around the woman's waist, slowly pulling her up as well.
Soon, the man was kneeling upright, and the woman was pulled up alongside him.
But the woman knelt on the blanket like a bitch in heat, while the man knelt behind her. Their hips and her buttocks remained pressed tightly together, not an inch apart.
The doggy-style position formed slowly, as if time itself had slowed. Throughout this process, neither the man nor the woman uttered a single word.
The man knelt behind the woman, his upper body now upright, and I finally got a clear look at his face—it was Da Guo...
Da Guo was panting heavily, his breathing rough and labored. His dark face was flushed, and his eyes looked down at the woman's jade-like back. His large hands roamed over the curves of her buttocks.
The woman knelt on the blanket, her rear raised high, appearing strikingly pale and full.
Because of her kneeling position, a small part of her upper body was exposed, though only up to her neck—her face remained hidden. But her breasts, hanging down due to her posture, were now clearly visible. They dangled beneath her chest like two large, heavy bells, incredibly pale and voluminous, far surpassing anything Teacher An could compare to...
"Hah…" Da Guo let out a heavy breath, his hands stroking her slender waist before his hips began to thrust back and forth.
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap… Da Guo's hips collided with the woman's buttocks, producing sharp, crisp sounds of flesh hitting flesh. His thick, long penis plunged in and out of her rear with forceful, sweeping motions...
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