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🕑 Added 2025-07-05 20:48:19 +0000 UTCChapter 16: Contact – Fallen Mother
There was no chance to act tonight. I just called my classmate and asked him to prepare another set of surveillance equipment for me.
All evening, I kept thinking about what Zhong Niu was doing with Mom’s black lace panties, so I didn’t have the heart to spy on Mom. Besides, she came home very late, and I was so tired I fell asleep.
The next day at school, my classmate gave me another surveillance set, and I paid him.
“Hey, did you hear?” my classmate nudged me and whispered, “Zhao Nan’er from the next class got dumped.”
My interest was piqued. “How did she get dumped?”
He said, “I only heard rumors. Not sure how it happened, but she really liked her new boyfriend cried a lot. He’s the transfer student from last week. No idea what she saw in him, but she was really devoted…”
I just nodded, feeling curious. Zhong Niu must have been Zhao Nan’er’s boyfriend, but I couldn’t understand why he’d dump a school beauty like her. If it were me, I’d never let go.
As usual, after school I waited at the gate for Zhong Niu, but even after most students had left, he hadn’t come out. He didn’t have a phone, so I couldn’t call. I went back inside to check his classroom.
The door was closed. I peeked through the window no one inside, all the students gone. Where could Zhong Niu be?
Just as I was about to leave, I heard a loud bang from inside. I pressed up against the window and finally saw an arm wave by the back door, then disappear.
“Ah Niu… don’t… not here… this is… the classroom… ah!” The last word was a loud cry, a sound of pain.
Zhao Nan’er!
I immediately recognized her voice. And she called him “Ah Niu,” so it had to be Zhong Niu with her.
No wonder he hadn’t come out. But I was puzzled wasn’t he supposed to have dumped her? Why were they together?
I moved to another window for a better view, and what I saw stunned me.
At the back of the classroom, a desk was pushed against the door, books scattered on the floor. Zhao Nan’er sat on the desk, her pants down to her knees, and Zhong Niu held her legs up, his fingers digging into her soft, white thighs. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders, while Zhao Nan’er lay on her back, her shirt unbuttoned, bra pushed aside, revealing two plump breasts with pink nipples, still glistening with saliva obviously from Zhong Niu’s mouth.
Zhao Nan’er’s face was flushed with shyness and excitement.
Zhong Niu, standing on tiptoe, pressed his hips to her secret place, thrusting clumsily. But his penis was just too big eighteen centimeters hard, the thick glans sometimes poking her thigh, sometimes her pubic hair, but he couldn’t get it in.
After a while, Zhao Nan’er cried out in pain, sat up, and angrily pushed him away. “Stop! You don’t know what you’re doing you’re hurting me!”
“I…” Zhong Niu’s pants were down to his knees, his huge, dark, veined penis standing out.
“I thought you’d know how to do it, but you’re just clueless. And… and…” Zhao Nan’er glared at his giant member. “That thing’s so big, if you put it in, it’d kill me! I’m done!”
She bent to pull up her pants, her pale, round bottom pointed right at me. I even caught a glimpse of her untouched anus.
She dressed, gave Zhong Niu a look, huffed, grabbed her bag, and left. I quickly hid until she was gone, then peered back in. Zhong Niu’s face was dark, fists clenched, looking furious almost scary.
I didn’t know what he was thinking, but I knew he was very angry. Even I was a bit afraid he seemed like a different person.
I didn’t wait for him, just left the school and took the bus home. Thinking about what I’d seen, I felt uneasy. When Zhong Niu still hadn’t come home, I went to his room and installed the camera, then did the same in the hallway and living room.
I was wary of Zhong Niu now he was just too scary.
He still hadn’t come home by evening. Mom came back first, noticed Zhong Niu wasn’t there, and asked me where he was. I honestly didn’t know.
“Oh no!” Mom suddenly said. “Fan Fan, stay home. I’ll go look for Ah Niu.”
She left quickly, and I was alone in the house.
I don’t know how long I waited, but by ten o’clock, Mom still hadn’t returned. I got sleepy and went to bed.
Around midnight, footsteps in the hallway woke me. I thought it was Mom, but I was too tired and drifted back to sleep.
Later that night, I felt someone at my bedside, a soft, cool hand gently touching my cheek, whispering something in my ear.
At six in the morning, I finally woke up, washed up, and went to knock on Mom’s door. No answer. I opened the door her bed was empty.
Where was Mom?
Just then, Zhong Niu’s door opened, and out came a mature, beautiful figure Mom.
I was stunned. Why was Mom coming out of Zhong Niu’s room?
I was completely shocked!
Mom saw me, calmly brushed her hair back, and smiled. “Up already, Fan Fan? Eat out this morning, then go to school.”
“What about Zhong Niu?” I asked.
“He’s sick,” Mom replied, but her face looked a little unnatural.
I just said “oh” and left for school, but I didn’t really believe her.
School dragged on, my mind elsewhere. After class, I left quickly, but instead of going home, I went to a Starbucks, got a coffee, and sat in a corner.
I pulled out my phone, plugged in my headphones, and opened the surveillance app to review last night’s footage.
I was very curious about what had happened. I skipped to 10 p.m., when I was already asleep, but nothing happened. Remembering the midnight noise, I jumped to 11:50 p.m.
I watched patiently, and after about twenty minutes, the living room door finally opened. Mom entered first, turned to the door, and said, “Ah Niu, what are you waiting for? Come in.”
A moment later, Zhong Niu entered. But he looked nothing like he had during the day his clothes were torn, he was dirty, his face smudged, and he looked exhausted and numb.
Seeing him like that, Mom looked both helpless and concerned. She put down her bag, walked over, and softly said, “Ah Niu, don’t be like this. Go take a shower, then come tell me what happened, okay?”
Zhong Niu said nothing, just went to shower. Mom sighed in relief, then went to shower herself.
Switching to Zhong Niu’s room camera, I saw him sitting on the bed, hugging his knees, shivering, his face full of fear.
About twenty minutes later, Mom entered his room, wearing a modest white bathrobe, her hair damp, her face beautiful and fresh. The robe hugged her slim waist and full hips, her beauty striking.
She saw Zhong Niu curled up on the floor, hurried over, and bent down. The robe’s neckline drooped, and from his angle, he could definitely see her full breasts.
“Ah Niu, the floor’s cold, get up,” Mom said, patting his shoulder.
“Auntie, I’m scared!” Suddenly, Zhong Niu threw himself into her arms, hugging her waist tightly, his head buried in her soft belly, about to cry.
Mom sighed, gently stroked his head, and said, “Don’t be afraid, Ah Niu. Auntie’s here, no one can hurt you.”
“But… but… those people called me a bastard!”
“You’re my child now, not a bastard. Those were just bullies. I’ll call the police tomorrow and have them all arrested.”
Mom’s face grew stern and authoritative.
“Thank you, Auntie.”
Zhong Niu finally smiled a little, but still didn’t let go. “But… Auntie, I don’t understand why don’t you let me call you Mom?”
Mom’s gentle look faltered, then she softly said, “It’s just… you have your own mother. If I let you call me Mom, you might feel sad.”
He quickly replied, “No way! Mom no, Auntie, you’re great, actually…”
As he spoke, his hand slid down and rested on one of Mom’s full, round buttocks. She didn’t seem to notice, and asked, “What?”
“I’m jealous of Fang Fan.”
“Why?”
“Because he has a good mom, and I don’t.”
Seeing Mom didn’t react, Zhong Niu got bolder, trying to cover her whole buttock with his hand, but even with all five fingers spread, he couldn’t.
His eyes showed a mix of frustration and excitement he was finally touching Mom, even if it was through the robe.
He didn’t dare go further, just gently curved his fingers, wanting to squeeze but not daring.
“Ah Niu, from now on, you can call me Mom, just like Fang Fan, okay?” Mom continued to stroke his hair, trying to reassure him.
He nodded eagerly. “Mom!”
By now, his face had slipped down from her belly to between her thighs, though Mom didn’t seem to notice.
“All right, get up,” Mom said.
Though reluctant, Zhong Niu let go and stood up.
