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🕑 Added 2025-07-19 20:06:41 +0000 UTCChapter 34 – Fallen Mother
Uncle Qi stared at Mom in utter disbelief, his eyes wide open, mouth agape, unable to process what she’d just said. His heart pounded wildly. For someone as honest and awkward as Uncle Qi, hearing Mom say he’d “passed the test” made him think of something, but he didn’t dare believe it, only looking at her with a mix of shock and hope, searching her face for answers.
At this moment, Mom was straddling Uncle Qi’s slightly parted thighs, her mature, peach-shaped bottom sinking down between his legs. Her buttocks, already full and round, were pressed and squeezed into a perfect, perky arc. A pink patterned pair of panties nestled in her cleft, barely covering her firm, voluptuous flesh, exuding an erotic allure.
On one of her plump cheeks, Uncle Qi’s dark, callused hand rested, the contrast of black on white visually striking. His rough palm covered her smooth, snow-white skin, a scene almost too intense to believe.
Between Mom’s full, firm cheeks, just beneath the red-patterned panties, the round, swollen tip of Uncle Qi’s erection was faintly visible, the slit pulsing. His thick, hot shaft was pinned beneath her most secret place, only the tip peeking out, wedged in the most sacred groove, their skin touching.
A rosy flush warmed Mom’s flawless face, her eyes like rippling water, a hint of seduction flickering in her gaze, her expression both charming and captivating.
“Secretary Qi, are you really this clueless, or are you just pretending?” Mom fixed him with a look.
“I… I’m not pretending, I really don’t understand what you mean…” Uncle Qi stammered.
“Fine. Then there’s nothing more to say.” Mom started to rise from his lap.
But Uncle Qi, quick as lightning, placed his other hand on her luscious bottom, so now both his callused hands were gripping her firm, perky cheeks, squeezing until the creamy flesh spilled between his fingers.
Mom, always perceptive, gave a mocking laugh. “Didn’t you say you didn’t understand? What’s this supposed to mean?”
“I can’t let you go,” Uncle Qi replied.
“Let go!”
“I won’t! I absolutely won’t!”
With that, Uncle Qi’s fingers dug into her soft flesh, and he leaned in, his mouth aiming for her moist, inviting lips, ready to kiss her.
But just as he was about to make contact, Mom raised her delicate hand and pushed his face away.
“I… I really like you. Just pity me, let me… kiss you once,” Uncle Qi pleaded.
“No!” Mom’s tone was firm. I wasn’t surprised only when she was lost in passion could someone like Zhong Niu kiss her. When she was clear-headed, even a kiss was impossible.
Still, I couldn’t figure out what Mom meant by “passing the test.” What kind of test?
As I puzzled over this, Mom spoke again.
“Secretary Qi, you’re usually clever. Why are you so muddled now? If you don’t do something soon, I’m leaving.”
What did that mean? Was she giving permission? Or…?
Even Uncle Qi, honest as he was, couldn’t miss the meaning in her words. His face lit up with excitement. Next, he lifted one hand from her bottom and placed it on her full, high chest.
Mom’s breasts were round and proud, stretching her white shirt to its limit. Uncle Qi’s hand landed atop one of her magnificent mounds.
His hand trembled, lips quivering not from fear, but from excitement. He was so overwhelmed he could hardly believe she was letting him do this.
He gripped her through the thin shirt, but even his big palm couldn’t cover her entire breast. They were huge but not sagging, firm and lively, and in his hand, they felt sinfully decadent.
Uncle Qi’s teeth chattered from excitement.
Mom arched an eyebrow. “Are you cold?”
“No, not at all. I’m burning up,” he replied, and deliberately shifted his hips, grinding his thick, hot shaft against her secret place. Mom bit her lip at the sensation, her posture alluring and full of delicate charm.
“I’m just too excited, Vice Mayor Su. You don’t know, from the first moment I saw you, I had a dream.”
“What dream?”
“To touch your breasts. I’d give up ten years of my life for it.”
“Breasts? Be more civilized!” Mom scolded.
“Sorry, sorry, I was too crude.” Uncle Qi apologized, then brought his other hand up from her bottom to cup her other breast.
He kneaded her through her shirt, the fabric unable to hide her softness or the incredible elasticity of her flesh. He was utterly obsessed, squeezing and caressing her heavy, round globes, lost in the sensation.
Mom’s face grew more seductive under his touch. She tilted her head back, lips parted, breathing hotly, a blush spreading down her slender neck.
One of her hands hooked around Uncle Qi’s neck, letting him do as he wished to her chest, his own breath coming rough and fast, his face reddening.
“Vice Mayor Su, your… your chest is so big and soft, I can’t even hold it all,” Uncle Qi marveled.
At some point, her shirt’s buttons had popped open, revealing glimpses of pink and snowy cleavage, the sight almost unbearably tempting.
Under his hands, her breasts changed shape, sometimes pressed together into a deep valley, sometimes bouncing apart in waves of white flesh.
“Mm… ah… gentle… gentler…” Mom moaned, her voice sweet as music, stirring desire.
Uncle Qi’s movements grew rougher, his breath coming in snorts. Next, he couldn’t help but quickly undo the rest of her shirt buttons.
In an instant, her chest was bare, her full, flawless breasts exposed, only barely covered by a red-patterned bra, with snowy flesh spilling out the sides. The bra’s thin straps hung on her slender shoulders.
Finally, he saw her magnificent chest in all its glory pure, full, and proud. Uncle Qi stared, eyes wide, throat dry, swallowing hard.
“So… so big!” he gasped.
Mom’s eyes shimmered with desire. She meant to say something, but Uncle Qi couldn’t hold back he buried his face between her breasts, nuzzling into her snowy flesh.
Watching this, I felt my own mouth go dry. To be able to enjoy Mom’s perfect, full breasts like that… it was enough to drive anyone mad with envy.
Uncle Qi’s hot breath washed over her chest, making her arch her back, her breasts standing even prouder, flawless and full.
Mom’s moans grew more urgent. Suddenly, she gasped, “No… don’t…”
Don’t what? I wondered.
“Don’t bite… your tongue… Secretary Qi… slower… gentle… ahh…”
“So fragrant, your breasts are so round and white, so soft, so fragrant…” Uncle Qi mumbled, then lifted his face. “I almost suffocated… ah!”
He yelped in pain, looking at Mom in confusion. “Why’d you pinch me?”
“Hmph, taking advantage and still complaining. Alright, you’ve had your fun, let me up before Fan Fan comes back,” Mom said.
“No rush.”
“No rush? What if my son sees this? Where would I put my face?” Mom’s tone turned cold.
“But… but look, I’m still hard…”
Uncle Qi gripped her bottom, thrusting his hips so his thick, hot shaft ground against her groove.
“So what if you’re hard? What’s that to me?” Mom teased.
“Please… just let me finish…” Uncle Qi pleaded, kneading her soft, springy flesh, desperate.
Seeing his eagerness, Mom smiled meaningfully. “Secretary Qi, who would’ve thought an honest man like you would be this lustful? I’ve already let you take advantage, and you still want more?”
“It’s just… we’ve come so far, please let me finish…”
“And if I don’t, are you going to force me?”
“No, never!” Uncle Qi shook his head frantically.
Mom removed her hand from his neck. “Fine, just finish. I’ll help you.”
She started to get up, but Uncle Qi held her tight, squeezing her bottom, not letting go.
Mom glared at him. “I said I’ll help you.”
“Um… can I do it myself?” Uncle Qi asked hopefully.
After a moment, Mom said, “If you must, fine but don’t go too far, or it’s over.”
Both a warning and a kind of permission. Uncle Qi’s face lit up with joy.
He gripped her bottom and stood up, surprising Mom, who gasped and shot him a flirtatious glare. “Old Qi, what are you doing?”
He grinned slyly, set her on the sofa, and hurriedly pulled off his pants, kneeling before her.
He rubbed his hands together, looking so eager that Mom couldn’t help but laugh.
Next, Uncle Qi grabbed her full, round thighs and spread them apart, then took his thick, hot shaft and pressed it to her secret place.
That was her most sensitive spot, covered only by the thin red-patterned panties, almost calling out to him.
The light shone on the silk fabric, adding an erotic allure. Though it was Mom’s most comfortable underwear, right now it was the most arousing thing imaginable.
He pressed the swollen tip of his shaft against her, and the sensation made him gasp.
But then he caught Mom’s icy gaze.
“No funny business, or else…” Mom warned.
Uncle Qi shuddered, “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t dare.”
He pressed his thick shaft against her, thrusting forward so it slid along the edge of her panties.
He groaned, face full of pleasure, then began rubbing himself against her, his shaft slick with fluid, the silk fabric getting wet.
Though Uncle Qi’s shaft was a bit dark, it looked fierce and intimidating. He kept rubbing, enjoying the sensation, but not penetrating.
He thrust between her thighs, his movements a bit comical, but with Mom lying there, I couldn’t laugh.
Mom let out soft moans. Even though he wasn’t inside her, having something so big rubbing her entrance was still stimulating.
“Mm… mm… ah…” Mom’s lips parted, her cheeks flushed, looking delicious.
After a while, Uncle Qi grew impatient. He lifted her legs, pressed them together, and thrust his shaft between her full, round thighs.
“Oh…” he moaned, “So tight… so tight… Vice Mayor Su, your legs are so soft, my cock feels amazing…”
Mom wanted to glare at him, but her legs blocked her view, so Uncle Qi only got bolder.
He thrust hard, his thick shaft sliding between her thighs, faster and faster, getting rougher.
For someone so honest, Uncle Qi was surprisingly vigorous.
He squeezed her thighs together, making the sensation even tighter, even more stimulating.
“Ah… so good… so beautiful… I love you… Vice Mayor Su, I really… love you…”
“Don’t… talk… mm… ah… gentle… Old Qi…”
Mom’s face was red and lovely, her skin dewy. She was clearly aroused, unable to resist the stimulation.
“Ah… Vice Mayor Su… let me put it in… let me inside…” Uncle Qi begged.
“No… no…” Mom refused.
“Please… let me… my cock is so big… I’ll satisfy you…”
Saying that, he grabbed her panties. I was shocked was he going to force her?
No! I screamed inside.
Mom sensed it too, grabbing his hand to stop him.
But his other hand slipped into her cleft, pulling aside the red fabric.
Uncle Qi’s face was full of excitement. He shifted his hips, and his thick, dark shaft slid down, the swollen tip pressing against her entrance.
Mom’s folds were full and moist, her lips red and slightly parted. Uncle Qi’s tip pressed against her, hot and wet.
“No… don’t… Qi He… don’t…” Mom’s voice rose, tinged with panic.
“No… here I come… Vice Mayor Su… I’m coming… ah!!!”
Uncle Qi, crazed, eyes red, thrust forward, his thick shaft plunging between her lips.
“Oh…”
“Ah…”
They both cried out, their moans echoing.
Uncle Qi’s moan was full of triumph, Mom’s was high-pitched, surprised, and ripe with forbidden pleasure.
Their cries lingered in the room.
Watching through my phone, I was frozen, not knowing what to do.
I stared, unable to deny what I saw: Uncle Qi’s thick shaft buried deep inside Mom’s sacred body, her lips wrapped tight around him.
It was the closest, most intimate contact possible something I never imagined.
Uncle Qi, so plain and ordinary, was now inside Mom’s noble, icy body. The contrast was staggering.
I didn’t hate Uncle Qi, but seeing this, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of disgust.
Half his thick shaft was inside her, but he paused, face full of bliss.
“Ah… Vice Mayor Su… you’re so tight… I almost… almost came…” he moaned.
So that’s why he stopped he was too close, didn’t want to finish too soon.
Mom lay on the sofa, catching her breath, forehead flushed, sweat beading, hair stuck to her skin, her eyes dreamy.
She glared at him. “Pull out!”
“No!” Uncle Qi said firmly.
“You dare disobey me?”
“Normally, I’d never question you, but not now. This is my dream of over twenty years. I won’t pull out!”
“You… you’re shameless!”
“To be inside you, I’d die happy,” Uncle Qi said.
Mom was speechless.
Though she looked cold, she couldn’t say she hated him she was just upset he’d entered without warning.
“Do you know how many men wanted this? But none of them expected you, of all people, would get here first.”
Uncle Qi replied, “It’s my greatest honor!”
“If they knew, they’d want to kill you.”
“I’d die happy. Does this mean you accept me?”
Mom’s eyes shimmered. “Now that it’s happened, what can I say? You… come on!”
Uncle Qi trembled with excitement. He lifted her long legs onto his shoulders, exposing her completely, the red panties pushed aside.
His thick shaft, at least fifteen centimeters, was shorter than Zhong Niu’s but much thicker.
He gripped her legs, raised his hips, and thrust into her wet, muddy core.
“Ah…”
Mom cried out, her body trembling.
“I’m in… Vice Mayor Su…” Uncle Qi said, voice shaking.
“Gentle… ahhh…” Mom’s body shivered.
Uncle Qi began thrusting, holding her legs, pounding into her.
“Puh puh puh puh…”
He pumped hard, Mom’s body already wet from all the foreplay.
“Ahhh…” Mom moaned.
Slap slap slap!
His hips smacked her thighs, leaving red marks on her snowy skin.
His balls, dark and heavy, slapped her perky bottom with every thrust.
He pulled out, leaving only the tip inside, then slammed back in.
Slap!
“Woh…”
Mom arched her back, her breasts jutting up, her waist curving, her body trembling.
Slap slap slap slap…
Uncle Qi’s thrusts were wild, sweat pouring down his face, lost in the moment.
Mom was the fire, burning him up, body and soul.
“Ahh… woh… ahh…”
“Slower… Old Qi… gentle…”
He didn’t listen, only thrust harder.
“Ahhh… so good… so tight… I finally have you…” he shouted, sweating, lost in pleasure.
His thick shaft slammed into her, drawing out streams of clear fluid, the room filling with the scent of sex.
Watching Mom being taken like this, I couldn’t help but get hard.
It was night, the room dark. I couldn’t resist, slipped my hand into my pants, and started stroking.
“Ahh… Mom…” I whispered, watching the screen and pleasuring myself.
In the living room, Uncle Qi changed positions, lowering her legs to his waist, her entrance stretched wide, his thick shaft parting her lips, juices everywhere.
He braced himself on the sofa, like doing push-ups, his shaft steaming, thrusting wildly.
“So good… so tight… ahhh…”
He kept talking, proud of himself.
To have such a beautiful woman beneath him, it was the greatest honor.
“Don’t… talk…” Mom panted, almost lying flat.
Each thrust drove him deep, their hips slapping, their bodies making music.
“So good… I’m coming…”
He sped up, bracing himself, then knelt on the floor, grabbing her waist, pulling her down, thrusting hard.
Slap slap slap slap…
Faster and faster…
His breath grew ragged, sweat pouring, pounding her harder and harder.
“Ahhh…” Mom moaned, mouth open, tongue peeking out, breathless.
Sweat dripped down her face, hair a mess, her eyes glazed with lust.
“Woh woh… ahhh… so fierce… ahhhh…”
She finally let go, gasping for breath.
Her cries spurred Uncle Qi on, and he thrust even faster, nearing his limit.
He knelt on the floor, gripping her waist, pounding away, the sound of wet flesh filling the room.
“I’m coming… Zihan… I’m coming…”
“Ahhh…”
Mom tried to speak, but his thrusts were too much, leaving her only able to moan.
“I’m cumming… I’m cumming…”
“Come… ahhh…”
“Cumming… ah!!!”
“Ah!!!”
With one last thrust, Uncle Qi buried himself deep, holding still for a long time.
At the same time, Mom arched her back, her breasts thrusting up, her waist bending in a beautiful arc, her face flushed and sweaty, her lips parted.
They both cried out, their voices echoing through the living room.
He came!
Uncle Qi finally shot his load!
He stayed inside her for a long time, then slowly pulled out, his thick shaft coated in their juices, drops falling to the floor. As he withdrew, Mom’s entrance gaped open, her own juices and his semen mixing, dripping down her thighs and onto the sofa, filling the room with the scent of sex.
“Ah!”
At the same time, I couldn’t help but climax, soaking my pants.
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Ronald Cristo
Where are chapters 32 to 34?
