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🕑 Added 2025-07-05 20:42:26 +0000 UTCChapter 6 Thoughts – Fallen Mother
Zhong Niu threw himself into my mother’s arms, his cheek pressed against her chest. My mother was wearing a simple shirt, but it couldn’t hide the fullness of her bosom already bulging beneath her clothes, and now, pressed by Zhong Niu’s face, her breasts spread out to the sides inside the fabric.
Zhong Niu closed his eyes, his face showing an expression of deep comfort and enjoyment, as if he was completely at ease.
At this moment, my mother didn’t notice any of this. She just gently patted Zhong Niu’s back with her jade-like hand, soothing him with gentle motions.
Zhong Niu was completely enveloped in this warm harbor. Any barrier that had existed between him and my mother seemed to have disappeared completely.
Standing outside the door, I peered through the crack, not knowing what I felt inside.
On one hand, I sympathized with Zhong Niu’s situation. At his age, losing his father and having no parents at all, he was a true orphan. If it had been me, I wouldn’t know how to cope or what to do maybe I’d be even worse off than him.
But on the other hand, seeing Zhong Niu pressed up against my mother, feeling her ample chest and breathing in her scent, I was jealous. Being able to be so close to my mother was my right, not someone else’s.
But now, Zhong Niu was experiencing it, and I was naturally very angry.
Still, I quickly comforted myself, telling myself I should be generous. Zhong Niu had suffered so much what harm was there in letting him feel some warmth? After all, my mother had adopted him, and he was now her “son.” It was normal for a mother and son to have some close contact.
Besides, this was just an accident. If not for Zhong Niu, my mother might have fallen to the ground.
And my mother’s comfort could help Zhong Niu better integrate into our family, so there was nothing wrong with it.
“All right, all right, Zhong Niu, come on, let me bandage your wound so it doesn’t get infected,” my mother said to him.
Zhong Niu withdrew from her embrace and leaned back against the headboard. My mother was about to bandage his wound, but then remembered there was no bandage, so she couldn’t do it.
“This kid… why hasn’t he brought the stuff back yet? Zhong Niu, wait here, I’ll go check.” As my mother got up, I quickly ran to the living room.
I made a big noise as if I had just come in. My mother came out of Zhong Niu’s room and saw me. “Why are you so slow? Hurry and bring the stuff over.”
I responded, brought over the bandages, and followed my mother into the room.
Originally, when Zhong Niu saw my mother come in, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but when he saw me, that joy vanished instantly, and he pretended nothing had happened.
Under my gaze, my mother finished bandaging his wound and told him to stay in bed and not move around.
In the afternoon, my mother went out she had to go to my school to arrange for Zhong Niu’s transfer. With her status as vice mayor, handling a transfer for Zhong Niu was a simple matter.
After my mother left, I went to my room to go online.
I started playing a shooting game and got so absorbed that I didn’t notice the time. Only when my mother returned did I realize it was almost evening. I quickly logged off and went to the door.
But when I got there, I noticed the door wasn’t closed it was left ajar. I clearly remembered closing it. Why was it open?
Could it be… Zhong Niu?
Was he peeking at me while I played games?
A scene flashed in my mind: while I was gaming, a head poked in, and a pair of mouse-like, shining eyes stared at me ten minutes, half an hour, maybe even an hour. The thought made me shudder.
At dinner, I exchanged glances with Zhong Niu several times, but he looked as calm as always, showing no sign of guilt or embarrassment. I couldn’t figure out what was going on in his head.
While we ate, my mother told Zhong Niu that he’d go to school with me the next day. To my surprise, Zhong Niu and I wouldn’t be in the same class.
I was really surprised. Logically, my mother should have put Zhong Niu in my class so I could “look after” him. I asked why, and my mother said it was because my class was full.
The next morning, as usual, I tried to sleep in. My mother knocked on my door to wake me but, unlike before, didn’t come in to pull off my covers and make me get up.
After knocking, everything outside quickly went quiet.
I got up, got dressed, and left my room. I saw my mother coming out of her bedroom, with Zhong Niu following behind.
Zhong Niu was also wearing new clothes not mine, so it seemed my mother had bought them at the mall when she went to school yesterday. She’d also bought him toiletries and other daily necessities.
After breakfast, my mother told me to take Zhong Niu downstairs to wait she needed to change before coming out.
Downstairs, Zhong Niu and I waited quietly by the car for over twenty minutes before my mother finally appeared. The moment she did, my eyes lit up.
She was wearing an office lady’s suit: a pure black women’s blazer, perfectly tailored, clean and neat, with her ample chest pushing the lapels high and round. Underneath was a white shirt with a floral pattern, all buttons done up, revealing only her elegant, swan-like neck.
Below her full chest was a slender, rounded waist, and further down, her hips rounder than her shoulders were wrapped in tight suit pants, her buttocks full and shapely. Unfortunately, because she wore suit pants, her beautiful, long legs weren’t visible.
Still, it was enough. With high heels, my mother looked tall, her hips lifted high and perky more than enough.
She had her black hair in an elegant updo, exuding a mature, charming aura. Because she was a little nearsighted, she often wore black-rimmed glasses, which now added an intellectual beauty.
Mature, intelligent, and cool that was my mother now. At home, she could be gentle, but outside, she was a true career woman.
I swallowed secretly, completely captivated by my mother’s beauty my adolescent self couldn’t handle it.
My mother came over and told Zhong Niu and me to get in the car.
She drove us both to school, then went to the government office.
The whole day at school was boring. Unconsciously, I kept picturing my mother’s alluring look that morning, and I got an erection in class.
Damn, this was so embarrassing getting hard in class just from thinking of my mother.
Yet, for some reason, I found it a little exciting.
But then I suddenly thought of Zhong Niu’s penis I’d seen in the mountain inn’s bathroom he was so well-endowed, several times bigger than mine. Suddenly, I felt deflated, like a balloon losing air, defeated.
Compared to Zhong Niu, mine was too small. If that thing went into my mother’s body, could she even handle it?
I didn’t know why, but such a scary yet faintly exciting thought popped into my mind.
