Fence……
Each raindrop poured down like a waterfall, dispelling the sweltering summer heat. Sitting in front of the house under the simple porch, I looked ahead, each raindrop falling, my heart heavy. I really don’t understand why, but it seems like rainy days are sad days for me.
Blinking my eyes. While concentrating, suddenly a voice called from behind made me startled and turn around.
– Phong, why are you staring?
Yes, I’m watching the rain.
It was my mother’s voice, I turned my head to look at the woman in front of me. She was an extremely beautiful woman. Although she was getting older this year, her youthful beauty was still on her face, and even her body had not faded with the passage of time.
At 41 years old, my mother has the appearance of a young and beautiful beauty queen. She has an oval face, a high nose, two beautiful sparkling eyes, short hair that often falls to her shoulders, sometimes tied in a high ponytail. Although her body is a bit slim, she has a pair of large breasts and a firm, plump butt.
Because of that, many men paid attention to my mother. Even though my mother had a husband and children, she could not escape the eyes of those greedy men. I knew that they secretly missed my mother day and night. They always tried to flirt with her whenever they were in front of her.
But what can I do when my mother is always loyal and faithful to my father, I am happy about that.
Forgot to introduce to you guys, my name is Do The Phong, 16 years old, from Dong Thap, in my family there are three members, my mother is Nguyen Ha Vy, 41 years old, a high school teacher, and my father is Do Van Long, 43 years old, a construction worker, more realistically a bricklayer. But what I don’t understand is why my father was able to flirt with my mother in the past, maybe his honest personality made my mother fall in love with him.
I heard my father say that my mother was a young lady with a noble family in Saigon. At that time, my mother was still in college. On the occasion of traveling to Dong Thap, she coincidentally met my father and from then on, they became friends.
At that time, my grandparents knew about the matter and tried to stop us because they thought my father’s family was not of equal social standing to mine.
But my mother was determined to pursue her love, then my grandparents got angry with me and kicked me out of the house, cutting off all ties with me.
When my mother finished college, she came back here to live with my father and married him.
It’s been many years, but until now, my mother is still happy to have her love.
Back then, after hearing me, my mother smiled and replied.
– Why watch the rain ??.
– Yes, I feel sad…
Mom heard me, her face became a bit gloomy, she gently stood up, walked over and sat next to me, pulling my head close to her chest, her big breasts made me almost suffocate.
Mom patted my head and said.
– Are you still sad about your health?
– Yes… I want to be like everyone else, in good health. But maybe…
Speaking of this, my heart is a little heavy. Actually, I have been suffering from leukemia for 2 years now. I first discovered it when I was 14 years old. At that time, I was still a healthy boy full of ambitions. Unfortunately, one day while I was in class, I suddenly had a nosebleed and collapsed unconscious.
I was taken to the hospital by my friends and teacher and then found out that I had leukemia. My spirit was completely broken, and what I was most afraid of was that my mother and father would find out. When the doctor heard me, he said.
My mother almost cried and my father was sad. The past two years were two years of my health declining so badly that I could no longer go to school. My mother and father also borrowed a large sum of money to pay for my medical treatment, but for this malignant disease, how could it be cured completely for a poor family like mine? With the borrowed money, we could only hold on day by day.
When my mother stroked my head, I felt a little more at ease. It’s just that life is so fragile that I regret it, not knowing when I will leave. But right now, having my mother by my side makes me feel secure and happy.
Mom comforted me, then chatted with me under the early summer drizzle. At night when I went to bed, I did not forget to wish her goodnight and fell asleep.
The sky was bright, I saw before my eyes, my very beautiful mother standing in front of me beckoning me over, she smiled a bright smile.
But suddenly from somewhere a young man appeared, his face unclear, he rushed to hug mother and carried her away before my eyes, although I called out and screamed but mother did not respond at all. I chased after her but my body seemed unable to move.
The more I tried, the more pain I felt in my chest. Suddenly, some fresh blood flowed from my nose, which scared me and made me struggle harder.
– No …… Ha… Ha… Ha….
Sweat poured down my forehead, I calmed down and looked around, it was now dark, only a little light from outside seeping through the window. I gasped, it turned out that I was dreaming. Outside it was raining heavily with a thunderstorm.
I was in a bit of a bad mood because of the dream I had just now. I didn’t know why I had that dream, was it a sign of something? I thought about it for a while and my mind was a bit confused.
Well, let’s put that aside for now, my throat is thirsty so I sit up.
I went to the round table, there was a thermos on it, I filled the glass with water, just as I brought it to my mouth, suddenly a sound “uh.. uuh” crept into my ears.
Frowning, I wondered, “Huh, it’s from mom’s room. She’s not asleep yet?”
A bit curious, so I went to my mother’s room. My house is a level 4 house, built quite small, so there is only 1 bathroom and 1 bedroom, so I gave that bedroom to my parents, and I slept in the hall with a bed placed next to the window.
Gently pushing the curtain open, mother’s room had no door. There was only a cloth curtain pulled across it, the family was poor so that was understandable.
When I gently pulled the curtain open, what I saw made my mouth drop open. My mother was sitting on the bed, her whole body naked under the light from the window in her room. I could clearly see every line of her skin. Her big, round, smooth breasts, and below her triangle, her pink pussy was being inserted and stirred by her hand.
Her pussy was leaking juice, above her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Mom leaned against the wall, eyes closed, breathing out in short gasps, one hand on her breast, her nipples as small as peas and pink.
I looked at it with my eyes wide open, not understanding why at that moment there was a burning sensation running through my body, my hand unconsciously reached down to my pants, rubbing against my pants, inside my pants my cock had become hard without me knowing.
His eyes were like two headlights, examining every spot, especially his mother’s pussy, which was like a stimulant that he couldn’t look away from.
I also understand why my mother masturbates, because my father often sleeps at the construction site to guard the property for the owner, to earn some extra money to treat my illness, so he rarely comes home at night, causing my mother to feel lonely for a long time and develop a feeling of desire.
Just at this moment, I accidentally caught him, gently took off his pants, I took out my cock and slowly stroked it, waves of pleasure seemed to surge up.