I have been taught by my mother since I was a child, my character is very gentle, and I have never spoken foul language. When others speak foul language, I will not respond, but will quickly flee the “scene” and forget about it.
But what I hate the most is when people say to me: “Fuck you”, “Nappy your mother” and other foul language, because my mother is the greatest, most beloved and closest relative in my heart.
When I was in elementary school, I was about 10 years old, we got into a fight in the woods behind the school because a classmate named Tim said “fuck you” to me.
There were a lot of tall sycamore trees growing in that forest, and the sunlight seldom shone directly on the ground, so it was shady and cool, and when there was a wind, the trees would make a rustling sound, which was quite scary for us elementary school students, so not many people usually walked by, and even the teachers seldom passed by. So it became a good place for us to wrassle.
Although I am usually very civilized, I was very angry because I heard that foul language at that time, and I twisted Tim to the woods and fought, and he gave me a swollen mouth and face, and I also gave him a bloody mouth and arm bruises. In the end, both of us lost, and each of us slipped home.
My mother wrapped an egg in a handkerchief and scalded the swollen corner of my mouth, saying gently, “Xiao Qin, how can you fight with your classmates like this?” Tears almost fell from my eyes, full of grievance, so I told my mom the whole story from beginning to end, and she listened patiently.
I was ten years old, but also began to understand the difference between beauty and ugliness. My mother was one of the most beautiful of the beautiful, with short, neatly cut hair, a pair of watery eyes, a melon-faced face, reddish-white skin, a slender waist, and the warm, soft breasts that I loved to cling to when I pampered myself on her chest. She gave birth to me when she was twenty-one, so she was only thirty-one at the time, but she looked, I think, like she was only in her early twenties.
My dad had risen to the top of the company when I was seven, so he often had to fly around on business trips and spent very little time at home, so my mom naturally became the guardian of my sister and me.
At home, mom would sometimes be uneasy about my sister and I playing in the hall, so when she was taking a bath, she didn’t close the door, but just drew the curtain over the bathtub, which would leave a slit through which she could look at us. Of course I could sometimes see my mom’s naked body through the slit, her two round and big breasts, and I was so happy (I don’t know if I was feeling excited at that time), and I wanted to touch her. Mom also knew that sometimes I was looking at her, only she thought I was still a kid and it wouldn’t be a problem to look.
I finally voiced my grievances, and my mom said, “In that case, it’s Tiny Tim who’s wrong, it’s the bad kids who speak foul language, he said fuck your mom, and look I’m still here, no damage. So don’t be too angry when you hear it, we have to be tolerant. Tomorrow I’ll go with you to make peace with him, and I’ll take the opportunity to reason with him, so he won’t dare to speak foul language again in the future.”
I nodded. In the end, Mom knows best.
The next day, my mom and I went to the woods and Tiny Tim was already here, and he brought his dad with him.
Before my mom could say anything, Tiny Tim’s dad had already roared, literally like a lion’s roar, “Look, your wretched son beat my good son like this, causing me to take him to the bone-setter after work yesterday.”
My mom softly said, “I know my kids are at fault, but Tiny Tim ……”
“How did you raise your child?” Tiny Tim’s father interrupted my mom and said, “How did you give birth to such an uneducated son?”
My mom wasn’t intimidated by him and said, “Tiny Tim he said the foul language first ……”
“It’s just foul language, what’s the big deal?” Tiny Tim’s father continued to yell, “He just said fuck your mother like this is very common, I say it at least a hundred times a day, I’m saying fuck your mother right now, so what are you going to do? Are you going to hit me?”
I was stunned by him, and Tiny Tim was a little scared too, and cowered to my side. When my mom saw this, she said to Tim and me, “Be good and stay here, I’ll talk to him behind the boulder.” After that, she said to Tiny Tim’s father, “The children are all here, it’s not good for them to hear your foul language, let’s go over there to talk.”
Tiny Tim’s father said disdainfully, “Afraid of you? Bitch? Just go over there!”
My mom and Tiny Tim’s dad went over behind that boulder and we couldn’t see it. Tiny Tim said to me, “I’m sorry, I didn’t want my dad to come here either, but he’s so evil that he had to come. Let’s go over and see them.” I nodded and took his hand and hid behind the boulder to look over.
Kids are such child’s play. Tiny Tim and I have made up, and now it’s his dad and my mom fighting instead.
We looked over from behind the boulder, and Tiny Tim’s dad was still angry, and my mom finally got a say in what was going on and spoke to him, but he didn’t seem to listen to my mom at all, and he pushed my mom’s shoulder a little.
“Do they fight?” Tiny Tim asked me.
“No way, my mom wouldn’t fight with your dad.”
Although they were not far from us, the rustling of the trees made it so that I could only hear Tiny Tim’s father’s foul language such as “fuck you” and “sooner or later, I’ll fuck you too,” and my mom’s words could not be heard at all.
My mom seemed to be very angry, her face was all red, suddenly raised her hand and hit Tiny Tim’s dad in the face, “slap”. Tiny Tim’s father also angrily pulled my mom’s bodice with his hand, and with a hiss, my mom’s shirt was torn open, revealing the lacy underwear inside.
Mom raised her hand to scratch his face again, but this time he grabbed her slender wrist and pushed her against a sycamore tree trunk. I saw Tiny Tim’s father use his other hand to pull my mom’s underwear, and again with a “hiss”, the underwear also broke, and the bra was peeled off, my mom’s two round, soft tits were exposed, and she shyly used her other hand to cover her chest.
“It’s bad, Tiny Tim, your dad is bullying my mom, let’s go relieve him.” I said to Tiny Tim worriedly.
Tiny Tim was busy holding me down and said, “Don’t go, my dad’s evil, we’re kids, he’ll beat you to death if he gets a leash.”
I gave him a scare and had to hide again, silently praying that my mom would emit super energy (I’ve watched too many cartoons, so I think super energy is the most powerful weapon) and be able to defeat Tiny Tim’s dad.
But it seemed to get worse as Tiny Tim’s dad lifted up my mom’s skirt, ripped her panties and threw them to the other side. My heart pounded as I saw my mom’s long legs and the dark, hairy area between them for the first time.
“It’s all my fault!” Tiny Tim suddenly slapped himself in the mouth.
I quickly stopped him and asked, “Why?”
Tiny Tim said, “It’s all because of my foul language about fucking your mom, and now my dad really wants to fuck your mom.”
I was surprised and said, “Is your dad fucking my mom now like this?”
Tiny Tim said, “No. Later my dad will take that peeing dick of his and shove it inside that peeing little hole of your mom’s, then it’s fucking your mom. My dad does that to my mom every night and keeps screaming, fuck you, fuck you.”
I was even more worried. Looking towards my mom’s side, sure enough Tiny Tim’s dad pulled down his own pants and there was a stick stick coming out upright.
“Is that …… that a penis?” I asked Tiny Tim in a shaky voice.
“Yeah, grown-ups have different dicks than we do, they’re just weird long, big, black things like that.”
“Oops, this time it’s bad. Your dad will kill my mom if he fucks her with that thick stick.” I was so worried I burst into tears and said, “I’m going to save my mom.”
“Don’t go.” Tiny Tim held me down again and said, “Don’t worry, Xiao Qin, my dad won’t hurt your mom by this time, and your mom will be happy later. When my mom gets fucked by my dad every night, not only does she not resist, but she welcomes it, always saying, come on, fuck me, fuck me. So it’s a pleasure when I want to fuck.”
I was a little bit relieved at this time, look over, my mom has been stripped naked, only a short skirt are lifted to the waist above the place, Tiny Tim’s father held my mom’s white ass with both hands, really like Tiny Tim said that, the big cock into my mom’s small hole inside.
“Ah ……” my mom screamed with her mouth open, her voice was supposed to be soft, but it was a scream we heard too.
“Don’t be afraid, this is very common.” Tiny Tim reassured me.
Tiny Tim’s dad put my mom down on the ground, then lifted her pair of white tender thighs up, pressed her whole body down, and shoved his big cock hard and deep into my mom’s little hole, and kept on moving like the “push-ups” in the school’s gym class.
I think my mom must have been in a lot of pain, being pressed by a 170-pound man, which is called “fucking”, she must have been in a lot of pain. But not long after, I saw my mom’s hands embracing Tiny Tim’s dad’s neck, and the two of them kissed deeply, and she didn’t seem to be in too much pain.
But I was still worried about just how long my mom was going to give Tiny Tim’s dad the squeeze, sooner or later. I prayed again in my heart that my mom would be victorious.
Sure enough, my prayers were soon answered, my mom got the upper hand, and Tiny Tim’s dad collapsed to the floor, this time with my mom riding on top of him and moving up and down. Tiny Tim’s dad didn’t look like he was in pain, instead he happily ran his hands over my mom’s tits and nipples.
I was still nervous thinking, “Mom, you have to be strong and crush Tiny Tim’s dad, he just crushed you for so long, this time you have to crush him enough.”
Mom lived up to my hope, and really pressed him very hard, her legs constantly clamped around his waist and squeezed him. But I still felt a bit inadequate, that is, mom did not have a cock, only holes, so even if she squeezed him how she wanted, it was always for his big cock inserted into the mess.
They were both breathing heavily and beads of sweat were breaking out on their bodies. Suddenly my mom’s whole body shook, and with a couple of “ahhhhhs” she collapsed to the ground. Tiny Tim’s dad got up from the ground and stood. My mom got up on her knees and took his cock in both hands and opened her mouth to eat it.
“Hahaha!” I was happy this time, and I thought to myself, “My mom really did pull a stunt and ate his big cock so she could get her revenge.”
My mom kept sucking Tiny Tim’s dad’s cock as if she was eating a popsicle, and suddenly Tiny Tim’s dad held my mom’s head with both hands, his whole body trembled, and then bent over with an expression as if he was in pain.
“Must have eaten his cock for him to be so sore!” I’m still happy.
The cock that exited my mom’s mouth was definitely much smaller and should have eaten a portion of it for my mom. My mom swallowed as if she was drinking water, I think she swallowed the part that was eaten. But what puzzled me was that something white and slimy came out of the corner of my mom’s mouth, was it ice cream?
When my mom and Tiny Tim’s dad got dressed, we dared to approach them.
My mom said to me, “Xiao Qin, I’ve already made a deal with Tiny Tim’s dad that the two of you will be good friends from now on wow.”
Tiny Tim’s dad also said to Tiny Tim, “Don’t you ever use foul language to scold Tiny Chin again.”
Tiny Tim and I really hit it off and quickly became the best of friends. My mom often visited Tiny Tim and his dad at their home.
As for that forest, Tiny Tim and I still go there often after class, only now instead of fighting, we tell each other what we’ve seen and heard:
“Your mom came over to my house again last week and before my mom got off work, my dad took your mom into the room to fuck her. This time your mom got naked and knelt on the bed like a puppy and then my dad stuck his cock in from behind ……”
“Well, it’s still your dad who overcomes. Yesterday he came to my house and fucked my mom on the bed until she gasped ……”
One time Tiny Tim and I were fighting again and he said, “Fuck your mom!”
I then retorted, “You’re wrong, my mom fucked your dad, not you!”
He then said, “Then when I grow up and have a big cock, I’ll fuck your mom! I’ll fuck your mom with my dad!”
I whispered to him, “I want to, when I grow up later.”
So he said, “Well then, the three of us will fuck your mom together!” So we made up again.
That’s how I spent my childhood with Tiny Tim. Then after we graduated from elementary school, my dad had to go to another city for a long time, so we moved away and didn’t even see Tiny Tim …… or his dad again after that.
I still miss Tiny Tim …… and his foul language ……