Chapter 2
That evening after returning home for the vacation, Dad saw that my grades had improved quite a bit this semester and was quite pleased. He didn't say much though, for fear that I'd get cocky. He just thanked Mom for all her hard work.
I sat nearby and pretended to eat while watching Dad ask Mom about my daily routine and behavior, but my mind was filled with images of Mom being pinned down on the bed by Zhang Jian and letting him play with her body as he pleased. As someone already deeply immersed in the cuckolding fetish, my heart was filled with a perverse thrill, making it harder and harder to pull myself away.
On the second day of winter break, Mom was busy cleaning the house in preparation for the New Year, and Dad ordered me to do my homework and study.
Faced with a mountain of winter break homework, I had no time to indulge in my wild fantasies.
It wasn't until the days leading up to the New Year that Dad finally gave me some freedom and allowed me to play for a few days.
Once I regained my freedom, I quickly used the excuse of visiting a middle school classmate to sneak off to an internet café. After playing a few rounds of Warcraft to satisfy my cravings, I saw the message board icon flashing on the computer screen. I opened it to find it was Zhang Jian asking if I was there.
I casually replied that I was and was about to invite him to play a few games together, but the message Zhang Jian sent next made my mouth go dry and my heart rate accelerating.
"I've already fucked your mom." This sudden message from Zhang Jian instantly turned me on, and for a moment, I didn't know how to respond.
"You there? Are you still around?" Zhang Jian sent another message when I didn't reply.
"Yeah." I felt my hands trembling as I typed.
"Why aren't you responding? Scared?" Zhang Jian sent a very lewd emoji, and even through the screen, I could almost feel his smugness.
I swallowed to moisten my dry mouth, and tried to suppress the excitement rising inside me as I typed, "When did it happen?"
"About half a month before your vacation started."
I calculated the timeline in my head, recalling how my mom had behaved half a month before the winter break. Many details I hadn't noticed at the time gradually surfaced in my mind. I was convinced that Zhang Jian wasn't lying. I then asked, "What happened next?"
"What do you mean 'next'? After fucking your mom that morning, I held her in my arms and fell asleep."
Zhang Jian's simple reply left me a bit disappointed. I really wanted him to tell me all the details of how he fucked my mom, but since he didn't say anything, I couldn't bring myself to ask on my own. I could only suppress my impatience and continue, "That's it? My mom wasn't mad?"
"Heh, your mom was so into it, why would she be angry?"
"…" I didn't know how to respond, so I could only type a string of ellipses.
"It was fucking amazing. After that morning, I fucked her at least three times every day. Do you believe it?"
"I believe it…" At this point, I'd believe anything Zhang Jian said. In fact, when I thought about it carefully, wasn't this exactly what I had been hoping for?
"Hahaha, does that mean I'm your step dad now?"
The message Zhang Jian sent in the chat box was dripping with smugness. If he were standing in front of me, I'd told him to fuck off.
But being separated by a computer screen made it less awkward than facing him directly, giving me the courage to reveal my own twisted thoughts. The shameful thrill brought on by my cuckold fetish felt intoxicating and inescapable, making my whole body tremble. I replied, "I guess so…"
"Hahaha…" Zhang Jian's laughter from the other side of the screen seemed to echo in my ears, filled with smugness and mockery, yet it made me incredibly excited. My dick was so hard it felt like the slightest movement would make me shoot.
"Are you getting turned on right now? Do you want me to tell you in detail how I fucked your mom?"
"Go ahead…"
I stared at the detailed descriptions Zhang Jian was sending me on the screen, gradually turning the words into vivid images in my mind. I couldn't hold back any longer and went to the internet café's bathroom to jerk off. Then I hurried back to read the messages Zhang Jian had sent. As I read, I couldn't resist going back to jerk off again. Even though it was the second time in a row, I was so excited that I came after just a few strokes.
Finally, Zhang Jian said he had to go but I was still really excited and felt like it ended too soon.
I guess talking to me like that got him going too, because right before he logged off, he sent a perverted message:: "Why don't you call me 'daddy' before I log out?"
I'd already jerked off twice, so I wasn't as aroused anymore and had sobered up a bit. I replied: "Fuck off."
"Hahaha, just wait till I fuck your mom again," He shot back before his avatar went grey, not giving me a chance to tell him to fuck off again.
I read the messages Zhang Jian had sent me one more time, memorizing every single word to my heart, then reluctantly shut down the computer and headed home. When I stood up, my legs felt shaky.
The story he had told me had been too intense. That was the first time I'd ever cum so much from masturbating.
When I got home, I saw that my mom was busy in the kitchen. Seeing her curvaceous figure, my earlier excitement vanished instantly and a deep sense of guilt washed over me, making me feel awful.
I didn't even dare greet her and hurried straight to my room.
After reading absentmindedly for a while in my bedroom, that uncomfortable feeling subsided somewhat.
Then I started thinking: It was my mom who couldn't stand the loneliness and cheated. Why should I feel guilty? She let another man have her so easily. She's exactly like those sluts in novels. She looks prim and proper on the surface, but deep down, she's just a slut.
Thinking this way made me feel better. To be honest, ever since I found out that Zhang Jian had slept with my mom, I'd subconsciously started looking down on her. The respect I once had towards her was gone.
Watching her still bustling around the kitchen, I walked over and stood at the doorway, asking if she needed help.
My mom had no idea I knew everything. Seeing me offer to help her, she smiled and asked me to fetch some ingredients for her.
As I passed her the ingredients, I carefully broached the subject: "Mom, I went online earlier."
Just as expected, her brow furrowed as soon as she heard the word online. But before she could scold me, I quickly lowered my head and added, "I chatted with Brother Jian for a bit."
Mom swallowed the scolding she was about to give me and tensed up. She turned her back to me and asked, "What did you talk about?"
"I just asked him how the New Year celebration was going for him. He told me to wish you a happy New Year," I lied, staring at her swaying waist and curvy hips.
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