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🕑 Added 2025-07-05 20:41:56 +0000 UTCChapter 3 – Fallen Mother
The bathroom was dead silent; I couldn't hear any sound. After a while, I heard my mother say, "Zhong Niu, Auntie fetched water for you, can you wash yourself?"
But just like before, Zhong Niu was unmoved, turning a deaf ear. Seeing this, my mother sighed softly, and then I heard a little noise inside, as if a basin was being placed on the ground, followed by the sound of water being poured.
After more than ten seconds, the water was ready, and I heard the sound of water splashing probably my mother wetting a towel. Next, it was time to bathe Zhong Niu, I thought.
Sure enough, I saw my mother's hand holding a wet towel reach out to Zhong Niu's neck. She squeezed water from the towel and slowly started washing Zhong Niu's body.
My mother's movements were very gentle and delicate. She twisted the towel with her jade-like hands, letting water drip down onto Zhong Niu's dirty body, while Zhong Niu remained blank and motionless.
Like this, my mother covered Zhong Niu's upper body with water, then suddenly stopped, and there was no movement for a while. I wondered if my mother was planning to stop.
But I was wrong. After a while, my mother picked up the wet towel again. This time, she was no longer behind the door but walked behind Zhong Niu, and I finally saw her clearly.
At this moment, my mother was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, except her high heels had been replaced by slippers, revealing her delicate and lovely toes and feet as white as jade.
My mother stood behind Zhong Niu with the towel, one jade hand gently pressing on one of Zhong Niu's shoulders. She bent down, leaned over slightly, and wiped Zhong Niu's back with the wet towel. This was because of the height difference Zhong Niu only reached her chest.
As my mother bent down, her chest inevitably became a bit exposed. She was wearing a white chiffon shirt with a shallow V-neck, but because she bent over, her full, towering chest pressed downward, and the skin on her chest was snow-white and crystalline, smooth and moist, with a light sheen of sweat.
The two “snowballs” hidden in her chest were heavy, but thanks to the bra, they didn’t burst out, though they still made a strong visual impact, the black lace slowly overlapping with the edge of the neckline.
My mother didn’t notice this at all, and her beautiful cheeks were a bit flushed, probably because the water was too hot.
Her movements were too gentle, and she took too good care of Zhong Niu. She not only wiped his upper body with the wet towel, but also wiped his buttocks. Although Zhong Niu tried to stop her, I thought it was only right.
I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Since I was twelve, my mother hadn’t helped me bathe. This kind of treatment should have belonged to me alone, but now Zhong Niu was enjoying it.
However, thinking that Zhong Niu’s father had died, I felt relieved. So what if he got this treatment? It was only this once anyway.
It went on like this for a long time. I saw a hint of avoidance in my mother’s eyes, and her beautiful cheeks became redder and redder. Suddenly, she took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision.
“It’s just a child, what am I afraid of?” my mother muttered to herself.
Then, my mother came in front of Zhong Niu again, rubbed the towel a few times, and slowly squatted down in front of him. It seemed she had gathered her courage to wipe Zhong Niu’s lower abdomen with the wet towel, rubbing back and forth...
This lasted for a long time. Even when I started to feel a little annoyed, my mother's towel finally seemed to move downward. I saw her grab the towel and slowly move it toward Zhong Niu's crotch.
Between Zhong Niu’s legs, his penis was still hanging down, moving slightly with his breathing, almost unnoticeable.
And at the base of his penis was a patch of thick, black hair, like a lush forest, seemingly a sign of strong vitality.
In that dense forest, there were two dark, egg-sized testicles, the so-called seminal vesicles. I once saw online that the larger the testicles, the more life essence they contain. Zhong Niu had such a large penis and egg-sized testicles, which meant his life essence was very rich.
My mother slowly moved the wet towel downward, and finally, when the towel touched that dense patch of hair, a flash of awakening appeared in Zhong Niu’s eyes, and his previously limp penis began to show some signs of rising.
Although the change was small, even I noticed it how could my mother not?
“Ah!”
My mother let out a low cry, covering her mouth. The exclamation stopped halfway, and the room fell silent for half a minute. It seemed my mother was using this time to collect her thoughts.
“It seems... there is some physiological reaction,” my mother murmured.
A moment later, my mother bit her tender lower lip, took another deep breath as if summoning her courage, and moved the wet towel a little further down, almost touching Zhong Niu’s large penis.
But she didn’t go further. Instead, she carefully wiped Zhong Niu with the wet towel much more carefully than before.
However, as soon as she touched it, Zhong Niu’s penis reacted. As my mother continued, the stimulation grew, and the rising trend became more obvious.
I have to say, Zhong Niu’s penis was really too big. As it grew erect, veins like earthworms slowly appeared, winding around it like a green dragon coiling around a pillar, powerful and intimidating, creating a huge visual impact.
Even I could feel it my mother, squatting in front of Zhong Niu, must have felt it even more.
I didn’t know what my mother was thinking, but I saw her hands move faster, as if the quicker she finished washing there, the sooner it would be over.
But the faster my mother moved, the bigger Zhong Niu’s penis got. In the end, it became fully erect, pointing up at the ceiling, as if proudly showing off.
