Chapter 33
The sharp pain from my ankle shot straight up to my brain, piercing. Tears welled up in my eyes. The lump on my ankle swelled rapidly, to the size of a chicken egg. At the same time, the crazy symphony of flesh and groans in the next room abruptly stopped.
The door swung open. Ky Nam and my mother, two animals that had just wrapped around each other, walked out. Their eyes landed on me, lying sprawled on the cold tile floor. Ky Nam’s fat mouth was open and crooked: “Fuck… fuck, Quang Huy?! Why are you here?”
His whole body was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily. His huge cock was still pointing straight up to the sky, obscenely proud, glistening with precum. The purple head, as big as a plum, was still emitting steam. My mother was also sweating profusely, her skirt was pulled up to her waist, tightly hugging her plump ass. Her white inner thighs were soaked, streams of clear pussy juice were running down, a scene of naked lewdness.
Mom didn’t seem surprised. She must have guessed I would be lurking in the next room. She just looked down at my swollen ankles, then walked over, those long, beautiful legs. She bent down, her voice full of fake concern, but her eyes had an unreadable glint: “Huy, why are you so careless? Does it hurt? Let me see.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar sound rang out from outside. The sound of high heels clicking, regular and sharp. All three of us jumped. This was the women’s restroom. If we were caught, we would be dead. Ky Nam was quick as lightning, slipping into the cubicle where I had just fallen, then locking the door.
Now, the three of us were crammed into a small space, reeking of sex. I sat on the floor, my leg swollen like a dumpling, unable to stand up.
Ky Nam entered and sat down on the toilet without hesitation. He wrapped his arms around his mother’s long, slender thighs, wrapped in black stockings, from behind. He lifted her up, adjusted her wet buttocks, directed her dripping pussy toward his still-hard cock, then slowly lowered her down. The pussy was slippery, easily swallowing the cock.
Mom bit her lip, not daring to make a sound, obediently letting him hug her from behind. Her legs were spread apart in a humiliating manner, suspended in the air. He held her like someone would hold a baby to pee. Mom’s face was turned towards me, her high heel dangling right next to my cheek, as if teasing me.
The mother’s entire body weight fell on Ky Nam, forcing his cock deep into her cave. The head of his cock once again pushed against the uterine wall, plowing the soft flesh inside.
In this position, my mother’s wet pussy was once again filled by Ky Nam’s cock right in front of me. Her lips parted, her beautiful face flushed as if it was about to bleed. She bit her lips lightly, embarrassed and not daring to look straight at me.
Beside my face were my mother’s beautiful legs, dangling. The scent of flesh wafted from her instep, wrapped in thin stockings, tucked into elegant high heels. I turned my head to look. Ky Nam’s long cock was already deep inside my mother’s pussy. Her white skin and his dark cock created a fierce visual contrast. The moment he inserted, a stream of pussy juice gushed out, running down the black stockings. Had my mother’s pussy been fucked wide open by him?
The three of us held our breath. From the next room, a seductive scent, like orchids and musk, drifted over. The teacher, who had just entered, seemed to smell the lingering scent of flesh. She sniffed and muttered, “What is this smell? It’s both fragrant and fishy.” Her voice was sweet and coquettish, making it sickening.
I recognized her immediately. It was one of the vice principals, Nha Han, 42 years old, a famous beauty no less than my mother.
Knowing that it was the vice principal, we didn’t dare to breathe too hard. My mother’s pussy contracted from tension, tightly clamping Ky Nam’s cock. He gently moved the head of his cock, naughtily thrusting twice. My mother was numb, she could only close her eyes, bite her lips and endure.
I lay on the floor, glancing through the crack of the door. The vice principal was also wearing sexy blue diamond heels. Her long legs were wrapped in sheer stockings. She unzipped and took off her skirt. A light blue skirt slid down to her calves, then a pair of tight purple lace panties. A distinctive smell of female flesh and a faint stench of urine filled my nostrils.
The “slurping” sound of urine rang out. I curiously peeked in. All I could see was her white legs sitting on the toilet, her pantyhose pulled down to her knees. Her white, soft thighs and buttocks spilled out around the toilet bowl, plump and elastic. My desire rose again.
I also saw her scrolling through her phone. “That pervert Lam Hung, sending me these lame pussy pictures all day long, he’s really a toad trying to eat swan meat!” – She muttered coquettishly.
“Humph! Just look at his performance tonight, don’t blame me for not giving him a chance!” – She finished peeing, pulled out toilet paper, probably wiping her pussy.
Eavesdropping on a beautiful woman peeing was so exciting. My cock grew another girth. Turning around, Mom was still being held tightly by Ky Nam, his cock still lodged in her pussy, but her pussy juices were already flowing out, soaking her. Her legs in black stockings were trembling slightly.
They and I looked at each other awkwardly. Mom saw me staring at the vice principal through the crack of the door, her face red and angry.
The sound of running water was heard. Then the sound of dressing. The vice principal sneered: “You damn pervert, you dare to have any intentions towards me… Let me give you a taste of my sweetness, let me see how much you weigh.” The sound of high heels faded away.
As soon as she left, Ky Nam could not hold back anymore. He thrust his cock hard, spreading my mother’s legs wide open, thrusting frantically. His thick black cock plowed my mother’s juicy pussy, pulling out slippery streams of fluid. My mother’s lewd moans echoed again, filling the small space.
“Ah! Ah! Ah… Too deep… Stabbing… Stabbing into… Stabbing into her heart… Ah!… Son! Huy! Don’t look! Ah! Ah! Mom… is about to fly! Ah… is… is about to come…”
The mother was driven insane by the cock under her. She was held on her back in a humiliating position, her skirt lifted up to her waist, her legs spread wide in black stockings, her firm breasts shaking with each thrust. Her heavy ass slammed down on Ky Nam’s groin. Her son saw her being fucked, the physical and mental pleasure combined together, making her almost go crazy.
I lay at their feet, and couldn’t help but start masturbating. Mom saw it, her face flushed, she turned away, not daring to look.
“Quang Huy… Don’t blame me… Your mother… Miss My… is so slutty! So beautiful! Ah… This ass… feels so good! I can’t hold it in… Ah! Ah… Fuck you to death… Fuck you to death… Quang Huy I’m fucking fucking you to death! Fuck you… I’m about to cum!”
Ky Nam’s pig face buried in his mother’s hair, frantically inhaling. The sound of skin slapping against skin resounded. His big hand crushed his mother’s soft inner thigh.
Right in front of me, they were fucking like crazy. Every time Ky Nam’s cock thrust in, my mother’s pussy juice would squirt out, covering his cock and balls. A clear string of mucus stretched between their bodies. A mess of flesh and fluids.
The mother was fucked by the boy behind her until her cheeks were red. Seeing this scene, her son was both embarrassed and excited. This love-hate cock was about to push her to the top. She couldn’t help but shake her ass, moaning, her eyes were like silk, her lips parted. Her white body trembled, her big round breasts swayed wildly, her two erect nipples rubbed against the fabric. Her whole body was pink, sweating profusely. Her dreamy eyes occasionally glanced at me, then looked down at the cock I was stroking, then shyly turned away.
“Ah… Almost there… Nam… Hurry… Faster… Almost there… Ah! Ah! I’m dying!”
Mom’s body exploded. She threw her head back, her hair flying, her mouth wide open, letting out a piercing moan: “Ah! Ah! Ah! Nam… teacher… my My… was… was made to fly by that big dick again… I’m dying… I’m fucking to death! … I’m fucking to death!”
“Ah ah! Teacher! I love you! I’m coming too! Shoot it all for me! Fuck! Fuck! It feels so good!!!”
Ky Nam roared, his plump body jerking. Mother felt the tip of his cock in her womb heat up, then streams of hot semen spurted in, making her inner flesh jerk crazily.
“Ah! They shot it all in! Son! Son! Mom was shot through by Nam! Shot to death!!”
We both wrapped around each other, convulsing in orgasm. At the same time, I also came, my semen spraying onto the cold bathroom wall.
Mother fell helplessly onto Ky Nam. Both of them were panting. I saw a stream of hot, sticky liquid continuously flowing from their connection, soaking everything. The smell of women after intercourse and the strong fishy smell of semen mixed together, drifting towards me.
“Damn it! Time’s almost up!”
Mom was the first to escape from her lust. She quickly sat up, Ky Nam’s limp cock slipped out of her pussy. Immediately, a thick stream of semen, mixed with pussy juice, flowed out. Mom’s white buttocks were rosy after the lovemaking. She was both embarrassed and annoyed, hurriedly used a tissue to wipe the sticky mess under her body and on her long legs, then turned to shout at the two of us who were still in a daze: “What are you still standing there for, put on your clothes and go back to class! If others see, we’ll all die!”
We looked at Mom’s beautiful face, still flushed, the lustful look after orgasm still not gone, trying to put on the authoritative appearance of a teacher, a mother. We both hurriedly pulled up our pants.
“Ah!” The excitement passed, then the sharp pain in my leg came. I tried to stand up and realized my ankle was swollen and bruised. It hurt like hell.
Mom adjusted her dress. Luckily, she wasn’t wearing underwear today, so the “cleaning up” was quick. She looked at my leg worriedly, then opened the bathroom door and ordered Ky Nam: “Nam, help Huy up and take him to the medical room.”
Ky Nam heard that and laughed: “Yes, sir!” then trotted over to help me. His body reeked of sweat, but at the moment I didn’t have the mind to care.
Mother stood in front of the mirror, carefully adjusting her dress and smoothing her hair. Her face was still flushed. She took a deep breath and pulled her dress into place.
Ky Nam was helping me to the door when my mother suddenly called out: “Wait!”
We stopped. She walked over and pointed at Ky Nam’s lower body: “Are you going out looking like this?”
We both looked down. Ky Nam had only pulled up his pants, not yet zipped them up. His cock, which had just ejaculated, was limp and dangling outside, surrounded by a clump of black hair, covered with a milky white liquid.
“Fuck! I forgot.”
Ky Nam was startled, but his two hands were supporting me. Mom glanced at him reproachfully. Her ivory hand reached out, pulled down his pants, carefully inserted the “treasure” that had made her crazy inside, then meticulously inserted his pubic hair, pulled down his underwear, and finally pulled up his pants. That gentle, practiced appearance, just like a wife taking care of her husband.
She felt like Ky Nam’s cock was about to rise again. Her heart skipped a beat. She looked at him staring blankly at her, sighed, then scolded lovingly: “Stop thinking nonsense, quickly take Huy to the medical room!”
Only then did Ky Nam regain his composure and help me limp away.
Mom turned back to the classroom. I looked back, on her black socks, there were still a few dried water stains.
The students in the class probably could not have imagined that their beautiful teacher, right during class, would be fucked madly by her own student in the bathroom, right in front of her son, then she would clamp her legs shut, shake her ass and return to class as if nothing had happened.
I was helped to the medical room by Ky Nam. It was just a sprain, I would be fine in a few days. On the way back to class, it was already over. Ky Nam chuckled again: “Your mother is really lucky. You see, my dick almost killed her. What a slut.”
I was too lazy to reply. I was both excited and frustrated. He kept nagging me about his exploits to my mother.
I growled: “Fatty boy, I don’t care about your business with my mother. But you have to keep your mouth shut. If this gets out, we’ll all die together, understand?”
Ky Nam said: “Fuck! We are brothers, I don’t understand. Don’t worry, my mouth is tight.”
Looking at its half-joking, half-serious expression, I still wasn’t completely reassured.
After school, my mother came to pick me up. Seeing that I had difficulty walking, she went straight to Ky Nam: “Nam, help me take Huy home, his legs are not working well.”
Ky Nam received the “goddess’s” order and immediately ran to help me. The three of us went to the parking lot, then got in my mother’s car and went home.
In the car, Mom drove, Ky Nam and I sat in the back seat. He kept smiling to himself. Mom occasionally glanced at us through the rearview mirror, her face expressionless.
When we got home, Ky Nam helped me sit down on the sofa. Mom went into the dressing room and came out wearing a long, thin, light blue nightgown. It was the same one she wore the night Khoi came to dinner. This time, I could clearly see that she was wearing black underwear.
Ky Nam looked at his mother without blinking, the crotch of his jeans bulged again.
Mother quickly served the meal. During the meal, she talked and laughed happily. Her dignified and generous appearance gradually made the shyness disappear. Ky Nam, in bed was a beast, but in real life was just a shy student. After being teased by his mother a few times, his face turned red, his eyes kept stealing glances at the pair of white breasts hidden under her nightgown.
After eating, Ky Nam volunteered to wash the dishes. Mother stood by the kitchen door, occasionally talking to him and asking about family matters.
A moment later, Mom returned to the living room. I was sitting on the sofa, my legs propped up on the table. Mom sat down next to me, her hot, plump body pressed against mine. She smiled: “Huy, you were watching me so you fell down hard, right? Do you think it was worth it?”
I was annoyed: “You still dare to say that. During class time, you do that with a student in the restroom. You are really a pervert beyond cure.”
Mom’s face turned red: “Last night you told me… I wasn’t wearing underwear. Now you’re blaming me!”
I deliberately teased: “I told you to dress flirtatiously, not to seduce a student and then let him fuck you in the bathroom!”
Mom blushed and lightly hit my chest: “What is this about seduction… butt up… Huy, you played this trick on me, didn’t you expect everything? Now you’re blaming me!”
I looked at her angry expression and chuckled: “I was just kidding. These past few days, every time I go to the toilet, I feel like there is an electric current running through me. It’s getting better. Tomorrow is Saturday, I plan to go see Dr. Hoang again.”
Mom finally calmed down, let out a sweet breath, and whispered in my ear: “Um… Huy, let me tell you something.”
She pressed close to me, her big round eyes staring at me, her voice so sweet it was sickening.
My heart was pounding. My mother’s beautiful face was right before my eyes, her red lips were about to drip. The sweet scent of a woman’s skin enveloped me. The air was thick and hazy.
My cock was hard again. I brought my lips closer, panting, “What… is it, Mom?”
Mother’s face was only a few centimeters away from mine. Our noses were almost touching. Her red lips parted slightly, exhaling hot breath: “Mother… tonight I want to keep Ky Nam here. I want to make love to him one more night. My dear son, do you agree?”
She made another lewd request. She wanted her son to agree to let her keep her lover overnight. I was both excited and aroused. My lips lightly touched hers, and I gasped: “Mom… mom… you are such a slut…”
Before I could finish my sentence, my mother’s lips pressed against mine in a light kiss. A captivating scent was transmitted. My mother said languidly: “I do everything for you. For my Huy to recover quickly. I have to sacrifice my body… my suffering… do you understand?”
I couldn’t stand it anymore. “Agreed! I agree with you, Mom!”
I pulled her into my arms and passionately kissed her red lips. My right hand immediately squeezed one of her plump, full breasts.
Mom let out an “Um!” sound, her body going limp in my arms. My hand began to knead her elastic breasts. My tongue pried open her lips, slipped in, and stirred.
But at that moment, Ky Nam walked out of the kitchen. Mom quickly pushed me away. A clear thread of saliva was still lingering between our lips, then it broke off.
She stood up, her face flushed, and whispered in my ear: “Huy, you agreed to let me have sex with him, I never said I would have sex with you.”
My fingertips still felt the softness of her breasts, and the fragrance of her lips lingered in my mouth. I could only silently curse her for being a whore, not even sparing her own son. She smiled seductively at me, then turned and walked towards Ky Nam: “Nam, it’s late today, don’t go home, stay at my house.”
Ky Nam was stunned, then overjoyed as if he had found gold: “Yes, yes, I will listen to you, I will listen to you!”
After that, Ky Nam quickly cleaned the table, swept the floor, and did all the chores. His mother kept praising him for being good. He was even happier when the “goddess” praised him.
That night, the three of us watched TV for a while. Mom told us to take a shower first. My legs were not convenient, so I just took a quick shower. After the shower, we both took off our shirts, wore shorts, and sat on the sofa, scrolling through our phones. Mom saw Ky Nam’s fat belly and chest hair, along with the bulge in his pants. Her face turned a little red. She lowered her head and went into the bathroom.
Ky Nam and I were sitting on the sofa, he suddenly looked up and smirked: “Hey, Quang Huy, I already fucked your mother, should you call me dad, ha ha ha!”
I was furious: “Go away! Are you crazy!”
Seeing me getting angry, he laughed again: “Okay, you don’t have to call me. But tell me, if your dad knew I fucked My so many times that her pussy got bigger, would he beat me to death?”
I was stunned: “What… what got bigger?”
Ky Nam proudly said: “The first time I fucked your mother, when I entered she was incredibly tight, it squeezed my cock so hard it hurt. After that, I just kept thrusting, the more I did it the more pleasure it got, it loosened up a lot. The next few times were much better, tight and painless. Do you think I made her pussy bigger?”
I was both shocked and angry. Even though I had thought about it, hearing it out loud was still a blow. Ky Nam didn’t care and continued to talk:
“I heard people say that when a woman’s pussy is enlarged by a dick, she will no longer like small dicks and will be crazy about big dicks. The more she fucks, the more her pussy will match the shape of the dick. Fuck, they are truly a match made in heaven! Another guy’s dick won’t feel as good!”
I was speechless. I knew eight or nine parts of what he said was true. I wanted to object, but I didn’t know what to say.
Ky Nam saw that I didn’t say anything, and felt bored, so he closed his mouth, occasionally glancing towards the bathroom, waiting for the beauty to come out.
Not long after, Mom came out of the bathroom. Both Ky Nam and I were stunned.
Her skin after bathing was even more rosy and attractive. She wore heavy makeup, wine-colored eyes, bright red lips, and long eyelashes. A mature, ripe, inviting beauty.
She was wearing only a pink nightgown, so thin that it was almost transparent. Inside, she was completely naked, her full breasts and erect nipples clearly visible through the fabric. The nightgown was extremely short, just enough to cover her pubic mound, revealing half of her plump ass.
Beneath her skirt, she wore a pair of skin-colored tights that hugged her curves from waist to toe. The tights were sheer and glistened in the light, revealing tiny veins. Beneath the tights, she wore a pink thong, the tiny string reaching into the crack of her butt, revealing only a tuft of neatly trimmed black pubic hair and two pink, plump lips. A picture of the ultimate in lust.
Her peach-shaped buttocks, most of which were exposed under her nightgown, shook with each step. Her entire body was like a vivid erotic painting.
Ky Nam and I were both stunned. Mom swayed her body, the scent of perfume and the scent of a woman after a bath mixed together, rushing straight into our noses.
Ky Nam was staring blankly, his shorts had a big bulge. Mom lifted her hair, revealing her white neck, smiling charmingly: “Nam, which room are you sleeping in tonight?”
“I… I…” Ky Nam stuttered.
Mom laughed again, her breasts shaking through her nightgown. She glanced at me and said, “Huy’s bed is too small, and you’re big. Why don’t you… go sleep in my room?”
I almost had a nosebleed. Ky Nam immediately understood and trotted over: “Yes, yes, I will listen to you!”
“Huy,” my mother called me, “go to the shoe cabinet and help me get something.”
I went to the shoe cabinet. Mom said, “Open it, first pair, second row from the top.”
I opened the closet and took out a pair of milky white high heels with a 12cm heel. Expensive and exquisite.
Fuck, you really know how to play. Making love in high heels to increase the excitement. I took the shoes and walked over.
Mom and Ky Nam were standing at the bedroom door. A fat shirtless guy and a beautiful woman in see-through pajamas. They looked like Japanese porn stars.
I squatted down and put my shoes on the floor. Mom gently slipped her feet in. She seemed taller and her ass even curvier. She was truly a whore in heat, ready to receive guests!
Mom pulled Ky Nam’s hand and walked into the bedroom. At the door, she turned back to look at me and bit her lip: “Huy, you should go to bed early too.”
“Yes… yes, Mom.” I replied shakily.
“Okay, teacher, I have to rest too!” Ky Nam said impatiently, then smiled smugly at me, reaching out to pinch Mom’s plump buttocks. Mom let out an “Ah!” sound.
The bedroom door slammed shut. “Click.” The sound of the lock locking.