"Click..."
The key turned in the lock, producing a crisp mechanical sound as I slowly pushed open the front door. A faint chill wafted from the hallway inside.
"Sam was sick with a fever, wasn't he? Why is the air conditioner set so low?"
I was puzzled. Quietly closing the door, I headed toward my room. The door to my room was half-open; glancing inside, I didn't see Sam lying on the bed.
"Strange. He seemed really uncomfortable this morning."
I gently pushed the door open—Sam wasn't in the room.
Turning around, I walked toward the living room. The TV was playing a program, leftover pizza and soup sat on the dining table, and the sofa was somewhat messy. Why messy?
Because I saw Mom's pink apron casually tossed in a corner of the sofa.
Why was Mom so careless today? Usually, she couldn't stand us being lazy and throwing things around, always putting everything back in its proper place.
I went over and picked up the apron, thinking to take it back to the kitchen and hang it up.
As I grabbed part of the pink apron fabric, I noticed it felt noticeably damp—probably accidentally wet while Mom was cooking.
"Mom is so careless. Taking care of Sam must have been exhausting for her." I felt a pang of sympathy for Mom. It was all Sam's fault—why did he have to stay at our house?
Though the scenes of Sam bullying Mom that I witnessed had gradually blurred, I still felt some resentment toward him. If it weren't for Mom's sake, I would have...
"Ahem~"
Just as I was thinking, a woman's moan that sent a shiver through every cell of my body came from the second floor. Though faint, my sharp focus caught it.
"..." I frowned, listening carefully again, but didn't hear anything more. Did I mishear?
"Ah... ahem... no... no... can't..."
That was clearly Mom's voice! Why was she speaking so urgently? Even with tremors and that kind of hesitant, difficult-to-utter sound?
Could it be...?
Thinking this, goosebumps spread all over my body.
"Impossible... how could... Mom clearly..."
"Ah...~ Sam... Sam... how... could you... treat... Mom like this..."
"No... can't... ahem... no... can't..."
Mom's voice came from upstairs again. I froze as if suspended in vacuum, stunned.
"Sam... Sam... listen... listen to Mom... no... can't..."
Shivering, I threw the apron onto the sofa, clenched my fists with rising anger, and slowly stepped toward the staircase.
"Ahem... no... can... Sam..."
As I got closer to the staircase, Mom's voice from upstairs became clearer.
When I reached the stairs leading to the second floor, I saw Sam's white shorts and black tank top tossed on the steps.
"Damn Sam, bullying Mom again?"
Gritting my teeth, I slowly ascended from the staircase.
"Mom... I love you... I love you... Mom... you're so beautiful!"
Sam's urgent, rough voice also came from the second floor.
Arriving at the second-floor corner, I sensed heavy breathing coming from the hallway upstairs, trembling all over.
"Sam, bullying Mom again!"
I felt my nails digging into my palms.
"Oh... Sam... uh... no... no... stop... stop..."
Mom's voice trembled, mixed with a quivering tone. Sam was doing something to her, and Mom was clearly resisting him. But Sam, why wasn't he stopping?
"Slurp~ slurp~ slurp... Mom, this is so fragrant~ so delicious~" The sound of a tongue licking something, accompanied by wet friction—what was Sam licking?
"Ah"...
"Stop... Sam..."
"Ah~ stop... stop... I... I'm going... to get angry... ah~"
Mom's voice still trembled, but her words became noticeably more serious. Yet, at the end, she let out a seductive moan, as if something at that moment was making her feel very comfortable.
"Slurp... slurp... slurp... mm! Mm... mm... mm!..."
Sam was licking something, producing the sound of a tongue rubbing against skin. He seemed to be enjoying it immensely, emitting comfortable groans from his nostrils, "Mm... mm!"
I couldn't bear what was happening inside anymore. I crouched down, using the wall as cover, and slowly peered inside.
But what I saw happening inside stunned me.
A dark-skinned humanoid monster was crouching naked at the door of my parents' bathroom on the second floor. Standing before him was Mom, who wasn't standing upright but leaning back against the bathroom door, her head lowered. Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall over her fair chest. Mom wore a white casual knitted cardigan, but the buttons were wide open, revealing a pink bra inside. Two snow-white breasts were tightly wrapped by the bra, trembling as her body twisted continuously.
Mom's two milk-white arms reached down to her lower body, tightly pressing against a black spherical object—the head of that dark monster. Her snow-white fingers formed claws, gripping the monster's skull, desperately trying to push it away but failing, only weakly clutching the dark head with curly short hair.
The monster buried its face between Mom's legs, which were as white as jade. Although Mom was desperately trying to close her thighs to prevent the dark head from burying itself between them, a pink underwear and cotton light-gray shorts were pulled down to her knees by the hands of the dark monster beneath her. Only the sound of sucking could be heard from between Mom's legs.
That dark monster was Sam. His dark skin, even if turned to ashes, I would recognize.
Sam crouched beneath Mom's thighs, his dark head slowly lifting from her lower abdomen.
"Mm... Mom... your little hole... so much sweet juice... so sweet... mm... so delicious... slurp slurp... mm..."
"No... no... Sam... how... can you... bully Mom... ah~ quickly... stop..."
"Mom... no... you are my Nami... you belong only to me... I'm eating my Nami's juices, it's natural... this mm... slurp... slurp... slurp..."
"This... complies with... Chinese... etiquette!... mm... mm..."
"You... who is your... ah~ ah... don't... don't bite... mm~ ah..."
I saw Mom tightly gripping Sam's head, seemingly trying to push it away, but unable to move it. Instead, Sam buried himself deeper between her legs.
"Mom... thank you for taking care of me... Next! I'll take care of you!... Mmm!"
Sam looked up at Mom from between her legs. At that moment, I couldn't see Mom's face because her long hair covered her lowered head, but from Sam's position, he must have been able to see her expression clearly.
After speaking, Sam buried his face back between Mom's thighs.
"Ah... you... I already said! No... why won't you... listen to Mom... Mmm~ Don't... don't bite... there... Ahh..."
Mom's fair, delicate legs trembled slightly, closing inward as if trying to push Sam away.
"Mmm... slurp... slurp... slurp... Mmm... Nami's pussy smells so good... The juices are flowing more and more..."
"Mmm... stop... don't say that... you... you need to... stop..."
"Nami... thank you for letting me taste so much nectar... It's so fragrant... I can't believe I get to... taste the place where Zihan was born... It's so good..."
"You... you jerk... Ahh... hurry... hurry up and stop... please... you're a... good... good boy... Mmm... you can't... treat Mom... like this..."
At that moment, I wanted to go downstairs and grab a kitchen knife—I wanted to kill Sam right then and there. But my feet could only tremble on the floor, and not just my feet—my entire body was shaking. Sam, how dare he bully Mom like this? How dare he even...
Humiliate me!
"Mom... these past few days... I've listened to you... studied hard... and... you said... after I helped you with that thing... you promised to reward me!"
What did Sam help Mom with? Why would Mom reward him?
"Mmm... but... you... can't treat Mom... like this... Mom will... get angry... Mmm~ Don't... ah... don't... bite... there... Ahh... mmm..."
"Nami isn't keeping her promise. Sam has to punish Nami for not listening!"
After saying that, Sam buried his face even deeper between Mom's legs. The sounds of licking grew louder, and the wet, slurping noises echoed through the second floor.
"Ah... no... not like this... if you keep going... Mom... Mom... will really... get angry... Stop it... Ah... Sam... Sam... hurry... hurry up and stop..."
"Mmm... mmm... Nami's getting angry... but her pussy is getting even wetter... Nami... your pussy is so tender... is it... because it's rarely used...?"
"How... could that be... Ahh... stop... stop it... please... Mom... promises you... promises you... Ahh... don't... don't bite anymore... Mmm~ Ahh..."
Mom suddenly raised her head, her stunning face tilting upward. I was startled, but thankfully, her eyes were closed. Wait, why were her eyes closed?
"Mmm~ Sam... stop... stop for a moment..."
Mom reached down with both hands, grabbing Sam's face and weakly trying to push him away, but it was useless. Instead, Sam's hands began caressing Mom's... buttocks!
"Mmm... Nami... your pubic hair is so soft~ I want to keep eating for a while longer... Mmm... slurp... slurp... mmm... slurp... mmm..."
"You... Mom already... said... Mom... agreed to let you... finish... why are you... like this..."
"Mmm... Nami's pussy... is the best I've ever seen... The longer I lick... the more nectar flows... I love it so much... Nami..."
"That's... not true... you... hurry... hurry up... and stop... Ahh... mmm... ah... hurry... stop it... Sam..."
"Mmm... yes... as long as Nami says... Nami likes Sam too... mmm... mmm... mmm... then Sam will stop..."
"...Ah... don't... bite there... Mom... really... ah~ mmm~"
"So delicious... the sweet nectar flowing from Nami's little pussy... so sweet..."
"...Mmm~"
"Say it quickly... Nami likes Sam too..."
"...Mom... definitely likes... Sam, mmm... how could... she not like... Sam... oh~ you... stop... please... if you keep this up... Mom... Mom... mmm, Mom will... get angry... really angry..."
"Hehe... okay, Sam likes Nami too... likes Nami's big breasts... likes Nami's big butt... likes Nami's little pussy..."
Sam opened his mouth and pulled back from between Mom's legs.
"Ah... mmm... mmm... huff... huff..."
"Huff... you're so disobedient... how could you... bully Mom like this..."
At that moment, I saw Mom's slender, toned thighs trembling slightly as she finally stood up straight, though she still leaned against the door, breathing heavily.
"Because... Sam... loves Nami... everything about Nami... Sam loves it all... Nami's little pussy... can only be filled by Sam's cock!"
Sam stood up from under Mom, his robust body brimming with explosive muscles. Since Mom was slightly bent over, her 175 cm frame seemed somewhat small and fragile in front of Sam.
"You... what are you saying..."
Mom looked up at Sam, and it was then that I noticed her eyes were misty, her fair face flushed with a delicate pink. Seeing Sam stand up, Mom quickly pulled up her pink panties and light gray shorts, which had been pulled down to her knees. As she bent over to do so, her face brushed against Sam's lower abdomen.
"Ah..." Mom gasped in surprise, quickly straightening up, closing her eyes, and turning her head to the side. Her panties were only pulled up to her thighs.
Mom, what's wrong? I found myself frozen in shock as well.
"Hehe, Nami, did Sam's cock scare you?"
Sam let out a strange laugh, his dark hands reaching toward Mom's fair body.
"Ah... don't... Sam... Mom promises... to help you release it..." Mom felt Sam's hands begin to caress her lower abdomen and grabbed his wrists to stop him.
"Hehe... good... Nami... help me release it... look... Sam's cock... is about to explode..."
Sam took Mom's delicate hands and guided them toward his lower body. Mom kept her eyes tightly shut, her body trembling slightly, but she allowed Sam to pull her hands toward him.
"Ah..."
Mom seemed to touch something, and she gasped in surprise once more.
"Nami... do you like it? This is the weapon of a real man like Sam! Only a weapon like this is worthy of Nami!"
Sam turned slightly, speaking with passionate fervor in front of Mom.
It was then that I noticed Mom's fair, jade-like hands were being held by Sam's dark ones, her fingers unconsciously wrapping around the long, thick, erect penis pointing straight toward the base of her thighs.
I was stunned by this scene!
Sam's cock was longer and thicker than I had ever seen before. Mom's two hands couldn't even wrap around it completely, leaving a gap at the base, and the tip of the glans still extended beyond her grasp.
Plus, that black glans as big as an egg completely stunned me.
How long and thick must Sam's penis be beneath him? Could it be that what I had seen before was just its disguised appearance?!
"You..."
Mom glanced at Sam, then unconsciously looked down at the meat rod gripped by her hands, and closed her beautiful eyes again, misty with emotion.
Since Sam was lying sideways, I could clearly see the area beneath Mom's abdomen—smooth and flat, without any excess fat. A patch of dark, ink-black pubic hair clung tightly beneath her belly, the strands sticking together, looking thoroughly moist. Seeing Mom's triangular region, the stark contrast of black and white colors intertwined, I was utterly mesmerized.
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