After a long while, Sam still hadn't returned. Where did he go? The thought made my heart tighten again.
I got out of bed and opened the bedroom door to look outside. Downstairs was still quiet. I walked toward the bathroom but still didn't see Sam. Could he still be in Mom's room?
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I quietly made my way upstairs again.
"Slap... slap... slap... squish... squish..."
From the end of the second floor came the sound of bodies colliding and intertwining. My heart filled with anxiety and resentment as I tiptoed toward the end of the hallway. The end led to the bathroom, and the laundry room was right next to it. Both doors were closed, so I couldn't see anything.
"Squish... squish... slap... slap... slap..."
From the laundry room came the sound of bodies colliding and coupling again.
"Ah... mmm... oh... ah... gently... mmm..."
"Slap... slap... squish... squish..."
"Mmm... oh... ah... so... so big..."
I crouched down, not daring to breathe loudly.
"Mom... so good... so nice..."
Sam gasped for breath, sounding excited and satisfied.
Why? Didn't Mom reject Sam? Why are they secretly entangled in there behind my back?
"Sweet Mom... you're amazing... good thing I didn't leave," Sam said triumphantly.
"You... you... jerk... big bastard... mmm... ah"
Mom responded to Sam with a coquettish tone, like lovers flirting.
"So good... good Mom... your wet little pussy keeps tightly gripping my dick... so exciting... ah," Sam gasped in pleasure.
"Hmph... you... you're annoying... mmm... ah..." Mom said in a sweet, delicate voice.
"Mom must be feeling really good right now, huh?" Sam asked with a smile.
"Ah... ah... you... you... mmm... mmm... stop... mmm..."
Hearing this, I felt as if struck by lightning, my mind going completely blank. Yet the throbbing ache between my legs compelled me to peer inside to see what was truly happening. I noticed the laundry room door wasn't fully closed, and through the narrow gap, I saw a pair of dark, muscular thighs pressed tightly against those snow-white, smooth, and delicate legs.
"Oh... good Mommy... you want my cock to keep fucking you, don't you... I want to soak my big dick in your warm, wet pussy all day long, okay?" Sam said, thrusting fiercely as he spoke.
"Mmm... ah... yes... yes... you bad boy... always... always so wicked... I... I'm going to tell... mmm... so good..."
"Hmm? Are you going to tell Zihan and Daddy, let them know how wet and slutty Mommy's little pussy is?" Sam clearly sped up his thrusts, responding to Mom with a mocking tone.
"You're... you're going to kill me... ah... mmm... slower... I can't take it..." Mom's moans grew increasingly seductive.
"Does it feel good, Mommy? Do you want me to fuck you all night? But we need to hurry. If Zihan wakes up and sees her proud, elegant Mommy having sex with me, he'll be heartbroken."
Hearing this, I clenched my fists tightly outside the door, seething with hatred.
I really wanted to grab a knife...
But if I did that, what would happen to Mom and Dad? They'd surely be so disappointed in me. But what else could I do now...
"Mmm... gently... gently... ah... Sam... so deep... you're hitting me so deep... mmm... ah... you're too big... don't... don't... bully Mommy anymore."
Mom's beautiful face was flushed red, her moans soft and enticing. Peering through the crack in the door, I saw Mom's plump, perky snow-white buttocks held tightly by Sam, her long, straight, fair legs unconsciously writhing from side to side. Sam's body trembled slightly, as if savoring the moment, before he intensified his thrusts with even greater force.
"I haven't even inserted all of it yet, Mommy. Just enjoy it." Mom's breathless gasps echoed clearly in the dark hallway.
"Oh... baby... good Mommy... you're mine... you're moaning so loudly." Sam whispered while caressing Mom's delicate body.
"Hmph... ah... it's... it's all your fault... be gentler..." Mom's voice carried a hint of grievance, but even more so, pleasure.
"Almost there... come on, Mommy... get ready to receive my love." Sam leaned close to Mom's ear, murmuring softly, while his hands freely and forcefully kneaded her breasts.
"Smack! Smack!" Sam slapped Mom's buttocks hard. Knowing what Sam intended, Mom's body trembled several times.
"Ah... you bastard... no... you can't..." Mom pushed against Sam, but his body seemed nailed in place, utterly immovable.
"Here it comes... my good Mommy."
"Smack... smack... smack... squelch... squelch... slurp... slurp..."
"Mmm... ah... ah... ah... mmm..."
Various sounds intertwined, spilling out from the laundry room.
"Mommy... I'm coming... take it... you're mine..." Sam's eyes narrowed into slits with pleasure, a lewd smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"Hmm... too... too deep... I can't... no... don't... don't come inside... hurry... hurry... pull out... ah." Mom seemed to be pushed to her throat, letting out a distressed cry, her buttocks twisting vigorously, her plump hips continuously writhing as if trying to force Sam's cock out of her body.
"Hiss... huff... squelch... I'm coming... I'm coming... Mom... become my woman." Sam suddenly exerted all his strength, pulling his massive member out of Mom's body, then slamming it back in fiercely.
"Ah... ah... no more... pull... pull out... sob... I can't... hurry... pull out..." Mom momentarily lost her composure, crying as her body trembled violently.
"Hiss... I'll fill you up... my good mom... you're mine alone." Sam thrust his hips forcefully, driving his cock deep into Mom's body.
"Slap slap slap... slap slap... squelch... squelch."
"Please... Sam... I really can't... pull... pull out... ah."
Mom's cries carried a tone of resentment, as if hoping Sam would hear her and quickly withdraw his cock. But Sam paid no attention, continuing to thrust relentlessly, driving himself deep into Mom's body.
"Hiss... ah..." Sam let out a pained groan.
Sam's massive member slid out of Mom's body, tracing a bright arc in the air. Mom turned around, delivering a sharp slap across Sam's face. Sam cried out, "Ah," as thick streams of semen shot toward Mom, who uncomfortably shifted her body.
Sam stood frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do.
"Bastard, get out of here." Mom's tone was stern and icy.
Mom's sudden change left Sam momentarily stunned, his cock still spurting beneath him.
"Get out!" Mom glared at Sam, speaking coldly.
Why had Mom suddenly reacted this way? Was there some hidden reason? Though I didn't understand why, seeing Sam so deflated now brought me immense satisfaction. After returning to my room, I found it hard to fall asleep.
The night passed without incident. Waking up and seeing Sam beside me filled me with disgust.
"Get up, Sam."
"Mmm, Zihan." Sam rubbed his sleepy eyes, looking downcast.
"Hurry up and get up. I'm going to wash up first." With that, I walked away on my own.
After washing up and returning to the room, Sam was still lying in bed.
"We're going to be late for class. Still sleeping in?" I said impatiently.
"I'm not feeling well today. I already asked the teacher for leave, Zihan." Sam spoke with a pained expression.
"Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"I'll be fine after some rest." Sam forced a smile, revealing his white teeth.
"Then I'll head out first. Rest well." I said indifferently.
"Mmm." Sam responded before closing his eyes and drifting back to sleep.
At school, both Li Xiaojun and the teacher worriedly asked me why Sam hadn't come to school. I told them he wasn't feeling well and had taken the day off.
Hearing my explanation, Li Xiaojun didn't press further. Instead, she reminded me to take good care of Sam. I nodded in agreement.
The day's classes passed quickly. By dinnertime, Mom still hadn't returned home—probably too busy with work.
After dinner, I went back to my room and found Sam lying on his bed with a troubled expression.
"Where's Mom?" I asked Sam.
"She hasn't come back since she left. Probably busy with work," Sam replied weakly.
"Oh, then you should rest well," I said, looking at him.
"Mhm," Sam responded and then ignored me.
A creaking sound came from the door as Mom entered from outside. As soon as she saw me, a smile appeared on her face, though her expression didn't seem entirely happy—it was somewhat serious.
Mom sat on the small stool by the door, leaning forward slightly. Her snow-white, slender legs formed an alluring, feminine curve. Her delicate fingers gently pinched the sides of her skin-toned pointed high heels, slipping them off to reveal her jade-like feet wrapped in gray stockings. Through the thin fabric, I could faintly see her toes painted with bright red nail polish, looking incredibly seductive and enchanting.
She wore a black fitted women's blazer over a white long-sleeved shirt, the collar revealing a glimpse of her fair skin. The deep cleavage at her chest was particularly enticing. Her black eyeliner and cherry-red lips, glistening with a hint of moisture, added to her charm. Her cold, elegant face carried traces of fatigue and laziness, making her exceptionally captivating and radiating an almost bewitching allure.
"Go finish your homework. I'll check it later," Mom said.
"Okay, Mom," I replied and headed to my room.
Later that evening, while watching TV together in the living room, I noticed Sam avoiding Mom, as if afraid of something. I figured he must be worried she'd see through his thoughts.
Sam and I sat together on the living room sofa, watching TV. I didn't say anything, just quietly observed him. This guy seemed troubled, not saying a word. It seemed my guess wasn't wrong—there was definitely something hidden between him and Mom.
It wasn't until bedtime that Sam finally got up and left, and I returned to my room.
Lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, I pondered how I could uncover the truth about Sam and Mom's relationship.
Over the next few days, Sam still didn't go to school. Finally, one day after returning home, I saw him actively helping with cleaning while Mom was also busy nearby. Though Mom still wore her usual cold expression, she didn't seem as distant toward Sam as before. Occasionally, she'd cover her mouth and chuckle at something he said. For some reason, I felt a vague sense of unease.
That night, Sam hid under the covers, likely chatting with his French girlfriend again.
Feeling bored, I opened that website again—the one called "Love Fucking, Your Mom's Pussy"—to check the unread messages Frank had sent me.
"Boss, the teacher finally gave in. I threatened to expose our past relationship. If the school finds out, she's done for, haha. She just caved like that. Here's a private photo for you, boss."
I saw a series of messages, and after reading them, I couldn't help but let out a bitter smile. A pair of dark, rough hands were kneading a woman's full and ample breasts.
I really have some aversion to black people, so I quickly closed it and clicked on the next message.
"Boss, I finally got the teacher. I thought she was all chaste, but she gave in so quickly. After some half-hearted resistance, I slid right in, and she turned into a horny beast, her thighs tightly wrapped around me, pulling my waist toward my big dick as she moaned like a slut. Her tight, slick pussy gripped my cock like a chain, sucking it in. I almost came inside her, but she'll be tamed sooner or later. Anyway, check out the video, boss."
I quietly put on my headphones, opened the video, and started watching.
A dark-skinned man was pressing down hard on a beautiful woman, who kept moving in rhythm with him. Her slender legs were wrapped around his waist as she twisted her hips. The man's movements were rough, thrusting into her body again and again. The woman seemed to be letting out soft, seductive moans, though the video had no sound. The black man thrust in and out vigorously, and you could see her pussy was a mess—pink, tender lips, tight and wet, with thick fluids dripping from the narrow opening like a murky stream, soaking the cushion beneath her. Finally, the man shuddered, pulled out his thick cock, and shot thick streams of cum all over her body.
The video cut off abruptly there, followed by a black screen. Suddenly, Sam's image flashed in my mind. I shook my head, dismissing the absurd thought.
Just as I closed the video, I noticed a message from Frank. I quickly opened it.
"Why aren't you replying, boss? The teacher ignored me again today. It's so frustrating. She said I went too far."
Frank's tone was full of grievance, like a child abandoned by his mother.
"It all started because I wanted a threesome with the 'French hen' and the teacher. The 'French hen' was so overwhelmed by my big dick that she agreed, but the teacher refused. So, I took my chance and fucked her hard at school, and then she got mad. Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention—the 'French hen' is completely under my control now. I can cum inside her whenever I want, and she lets me fuck her hard whenever there's a chance at school. She's so slutty. Anyway, boss, do you have any ideas on how to smooth things over with the teacher?"
Frank really made me laugh and shake my head at the same time. Having sex with a teacher at school—if anyone found out, her reputation would be ruined. No wonder she's angry and ignoring him.
Frank had actually uploaded a video along with his private message to me. I clicked it open and saw a woman wearing a black lace camisole dress, revealing fair, smooth skin as she bent over to clean. The camera shifted to her hips, where the hem of the dress was provocatively hitched up to her waist, exposing plump, full snow-white buttocks. Two large, round mounds formed an enticing peach shape, an overwhelming sense of fleshiness hitting me head-on, as if they were about to burst through the fabric at any moment. Meanwhile, her panties had been pulled down to her ankles by a pair of large, dark hands. A thick, dark, and massive cock thrust forward abruptly, the man's firm abdomen slamming hard against the slick, honeyed buttocks. The round buttocks were instantly pushed in deeply, trembling as if trying to expel the cock from her body.
Seeing this, the man grabbed the woman's full, ample breasts and kneaded them a few times, whispering something into her ear. The woman then began to move in sync with him. After what felt like an eternity, the man pulled out his cock, and a stream of hot semen shot out like a water gun, splattering across the woman's body. Thick, viscous semen dripped down her long, snow-white thighs.
After watching the video, I felt myself hardening intensely below. I really wanted to do it with Li Xiaojun…
"The passage to a woman's soul is through her vagina. As long as you fuck her into submission, why worry she won't pay attention to you? If that doesn't work, add some sweet talk and flattery—there's always a way."
That's how I replied to Frank.
"You make a lot of sense, boss. I understand now," Frank replied after a few seconds.
After ending the conversation with Frank, I turned off my phone, my mind filled with thoughts of Li Xiaojun. Having sex with her felt so good—I really wanted to fuck her hard right then.
The night grew deeper, and with my penis still hard, I fell into a heavy sleep.
The next day, I invited Li Xiaojun over to my place via WeChat. She happily agreed. When Sam found out, he was even more excited than I was, saying he'd cook us a delicious meal.
At the appointed time, Li Xiaojun arrived dressed youthfully and beautifully—her hair tied in a high ponytail, wearing a pair of scholarly glasses, her delicate face lightly made up, and her slightly perky chest quite alluring. Her long, snow-white legs were clad in a pair of canvas shoes. I eagerly took her hand and led her into the house.
"Oh no, Zihan, we're out of honey," Sam said anxiously from the kitchen, flashing his big white teeth.
"Then just skip it," I replied, stroking Li Xiaojun's hand without even glancing at Sam.
"Zihan, maybe I should go buy some…" Li Xiaojun said, shaking my hand gently.
"Sam, you go. I'll stay here with Xiaojun," I urged him.
"But I'm in the middle of cooking, Zihan. You go," Sam said, sweating from the heat of the stove.
This annoying Sam. I glanced at Li Xiaojun—I couldn't possibly let her go. Reluctantly, I nodded in agreement. Li Xiaojun happily hugged me, and with my heart racing, I cheerfully headed to the supermarket.
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