Bai Lund ran through the darkening village, tears streaming down his face, feet pounding the dirt path. The world blurred into streaks of shadow and fading light. His lungs burned. His heart felt like it had been ripped open and left raw, still bleeding from the image of Lin Yue's creamy, cum-filled cunt and the wet sound of another man's tongue in her mouth.

Night had fully fallen by the time he reached home.

His house was the largest in Yellow Leaf Village—larger even than the Village Head's—because his mother, Bai Lian, was a successful businesswoman. She often traveled to the town for her dealings. Bai Lund never fully understood what she did, but the entire village respected her for the depth of her pockets and the way she carried herself with quiet authority.

He reached the heavy outer wooden gate and shoved it open with a dull thud, already heading for his room so he could collapse and cry until nothing was left.

Normally he would have knocked and waited. His mother had drilled basic decency into him—respect the gates, announce yourself. Tonight he didn't care. His shoulders trembled. His legs wobbled. Pain drowned every thought. He slammed through the gate with his shoulder and kept running, blind to everything around him.

Then a soft, broken, painfully familiar voice cut through the night.

His feet froze mid-step.

He turned left.

There was a direct path to his room from the main door, but if his mother saw him like this—eyes red, face streaked with tears—she would ask questions. What could he possibly tell her? That his childhood sweetheart was the village's whore? That he had just watched her get creampied by the Village Head's son while moaning for more? He couldn't face anyone. So he took the longer route through the garden.

His mother's room opened onto that side for night viewing. He told himself it didn't matter. She wouldn't be awake this late, relaxing with the doors open.

He was wrong.

Soft yellow lantern light spilled through the fully open sliding wooden doors like a stage spotlight. Inside, a scene of pure, filthy, soul-destroying debauchery unfolded.

Bai Lund's breath locked in his chest. For a single heartbeat he forgot why he had been crying at all.

His mother, Bai Lian—the elegant, respected woman who always wore perfect hanfu and spoke with calm dignity—was on her knees in the center of her room like a common whore.

Her expensive silk robe had been yanked open and pushed down to her elbows, completely freeing a pair of massive, heavy, mature breasts. They swung and bounced with every violent thrust, the soft flesh rippling, dark nipples stiff and glistening with sweat and saliva. Her long black hair stuck to her sweat-slicked back in messy strands. Her plump, wide, motherly ass was raised high, the soft cheeks already marked with red handprints. A pair of strong young hands gripped her hips hard enough to dig into the soft flesh as a thick, veiny cock slammed into her dripping cunt from behind.

PAHHH—! PAHH—! PAHH—!

Each thrust was deep and brutal. The wet, filthy slap of hips against her fat ass echoed through the room. Her pussy made obscenely wet schlick-schlick-schlick sounds as it greedily swallowed every inch, the pink, puffy lips stretched tight around the shaft. Thick, creamy juices already coated the cock and dripped in sticky strings down her inner thighs, pooling on the wooden floor beneath her.

At the same time, another thick cock was buried deep in her open mouth.

UMMPP—! GLUCK—!

A second pair of hands held the back of her head, fingers tangled in her hair, as a fat dick plunged past her soft lips, stretching her cheeks obscenely and choking the air from her lungs. Her eyes rolled upward toward the boy fucking her face, looking every bit the needy, cock-drunk slut. Thick saliva ran down her chin in shiny ropes, dripping onto her swinging tits and making them glisten under the lantern light.

Bai Lund's eyes widened to their absolute limit. His black pupils shook violently. His entire body shuddered as if his blood had frozen solid from the inside. His face twisted in pure, gut-wrenching horror. One palm shot up to clamp hard over his mouth, muffling the scream that tried to tear free from his throat. His knees gave out completely. He collapsed onto the garden path with a soft thud, the impact barely registering through the shock.

His other hand lifted slowly toward the open doorway, fingers trembling and reaching, as if he could somehow touch her and beg—

MOTHER… WHY?

Then another broken, slutty moan spilled from her stuffed mouth and his fingers curled into a trembling fist.

YES~ KEEP GOING~ THRUST DEEPER~ FUCK AUNTY'S CUNT HARDER~!

HNGGG~!

The two boys fucking her had their eyes squeezed shut in pure teenage lust, hips working in a relentless, animal rhythm—one burying himself balls-deep in her clenching, mature cunt until his heavy sac slapped wetly against her clit, the other using her throat like a wet, hot fleshlight. Her massive breasts hung heavily, bouncing and swaying hard with every double impact, the soft undersides glistening with spit and sweat.

PLAP~ PLAP~ PLAP~ PLAP~

AHH—! AUNTY~! AUNTY~! YOUR PUSSY IS SO FUCKING TIGHT AND HOT—! I AM ABOUT TO CUM~!

ME TOO~ I AM ABOUT TO CUM TOO~! AUNTY'S MOUTH IS SO WET AND SLURPING—!

AHH—! AUNTY—!! YOU ARE SUCKING ME TOO DEEP—! YOUR THROAT IS SQUEEZING ME—!

AHH—!

Bai Lund's horror deepened into pure, soul-crushing recognition.

Those voices belonged to his two best friends—the boys he had grown up with, the ones he had sworn blood-brotherhood with under the same willow tree where he once held Lin Yue's hand. Now those same "brothers" were using his mother's body like a pair of hungry animals, their thick young cocks disappearing into her greedy, drooling mouth and her dripping, cream-smeared cunt while she moaned and pushed back for more like she couldn't get enough.

DON'T CUM YET—! LET'S CUM TOGETHER—! PLOUGH AUNTY DEEPER AND HARDER—! FILL BOTH MY HOLES~! Her voice came out muffled, wet, and utterly slutty around the thick cock stretching her lips. Spit bubbled at the corners of her mouth with every thrust.

AUNTY~ I WILL CUMMM~ I HAVE REACHED MY LIMIT—! YOUR CUNT IS MILKING ME—!

PAHH— PAHH—

AHHH— AHH— THEN SWAP YOUR POSITIONS—! LET AUNTY TASTE HER OWN CUNT ON YOUR COCK—!

YES—! AUNTY~!

With wet, filthy POP sounds they yanked free of both her abused holes. A thick string of creamy cunt juice connected the first boy's cock to her gaping, twitching pussy for a second before breaking. The one who had been pounding her cunt immediately shoved his shiny, cream-coated shaft straight into her waiting mouth. She gagged hard—GLUCK—!—eyes flying wide, and slapped his thighs until he eased back just enough for her to start sucking greedily, tongue swirling, tasting her own juices mixed with his precum.

At the same moment—

PAHHHH—!

The second boy slammed into her twitching, spasming pussy like a battering ram. Her spine arched sharply, head forced forward onto the other cock. She pushed her fat ass back hard, forcing him deeper until his balls slapped loudly against her clit and the wet sound of her cream-smeared folds being rearranged filled the room.

PAHH—! PAHH—! PAHH!!

The rough double fucking continued for another two minutes of pure, wet filth—hips smacking, saliva dripping in long strings, her massive tits swinging so hard they slapped against each other. The wet schlick-schlick-plap symphony of a mother being used by her son's best friends was almost too much for Bai Lund's mind to process. Then the boy buried balls-deep in her cunt threw his head back and yelled—

AUNTYYYYY~ I CAN'T HOLD IT ANYMORE~!! YOUR PUSSY IS TOO GOOD—!

PAHH—! PAHH—!

OKAY~ CUMM~ AUNTY WILL CUM WITH YOU~! FLOOD MY WOMB AND MY THROAT AT THE SAME TIME~!

YESSS—!! AUNTY—!

PAHHH—

Both boys' faces twisted in pure ecstasy. Their balls tightened visibly. With one final, deep, brutal thrust they emptied whatever thin, teenage loads they had left—this was already their second round of the night.

SPURLT~ SPURLT~ SPURLT~ SPURLT~

Thick white cream flooded her mouth and her cunt at the same time. Bai Lund watched, frozen in horror, as her throat worked to swallow while her pussy pulsed and clenched, milking every drop. When they finally pulled free with wet, sticky pops, both of her holes gaped slightly and leaked thick ropes of cum. White seed poured from her used cunt in heavy drips, running down her thighs. More of it spilled from the corners of her mouth as she gasped for air.

Like a professional slut who had done this a hundred times, Bai Lian wiggled her plump, cum-stained ass, the soft cheeks jiggling like pudding, making the boys' mouths water all over again. Then she rose up onto her knees, still between them, her massive tits heaving. With both hands she pulled the two spent boys closer, sandwiching her sweaty, seed-covered body between their young frames. Their soft, sticky, half-hard cocks rubbed against her dripping crotch and their young bodies pressed flat against her soft tits while she kissed each of them in turn—deep, filthy, open-mouthed, cum-sharing kisses. Tongues slid together. Leftover seed passed between their mouths. She moaned softly into each kiss like she was tasting something delicious.

That was the final limit.

Bai Lund's stomach churned so violently he thought he might die. Bile surged up his throat like fire. He trembled from head to toe, sweat pouring down his face and back as if he had just finished the most exhausting cultivation training of his life. Every soft, slutty moan from his mother, every wet sound of her leaking holes, every glimpse of her massive breasts swinging while she shared cum with his best friends was another hammer blow against his already shattered heart.

He did the only thing left.

He turned and ran—not toward his room, but back outside the house. He still had just enough control not to scream her name.

The moment he passed the heavy wooden gate, his stomach convulsed beyond endurance.

VAHHHH—!

He vomited hard onto the dirt, heaving until nothing remained but bitter bile and the looping memory of what he had just witnessed. Two full minutes of retching left him shaking, empty, and hollow. Yet his mind was anything but clear. The images of Lin Yue's creampied cunt and his mother's double penetration played over and over—wet sounds, bouncing heavy tits, gaping leaking holes, shared cum kisses, the way both women had moaned for more.

He staggered away from the house and kept running until he reached the forbidden hill—the one villagers were never supposed to climb after dark. Beneath the old tree at the top he finally collapsed. There, alone under the cold night sky, Bai Lund cried like a broken child who had lost his entire world—his first love and his mother both revealed as filthy, cock-hungry whores in a single day.

Eventually, exhausted beyond measure, he fell into a painful, dreamless sleep, the taste of vomit and betrayal still thick in his mouth.