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Chapter 21: Kitchen Friction
A few people surrounded me, putting tremendous pressure on me, especially that blond-haired guy, who was grinning maliciously, looking arrogant and cocky.
I knew this blond-haired guy. He was one of the school bullies. His dad was in the underworld, with dozens of men under him.
At school, very few people knew my background, but it wasn't as if nobody knew. This blond guy probably knew who I was, so logically, he shouldn't be targeting me.
"So what if I don't go?" I said coldly.
"Not going?" The sneer on the blond guy's face grew even stronger. He reached out and patted my face, full of arrogance, and said, "If you don't go, I've got plenty of ways to deal with you."
I frowned. "Don't you know who my mom is?"
The blond guy laughed disdainfully, "So what if you rely on your mom? Even if I mess with you, will your mom know? I'm not stupid. If I do something to you, I'll do it on the sly. No one will catch me, and besides, it might not even be me. Who knows?"
I still replied coldly, "I'm not going. No way!"
"Damn, you're really arrogant. Looks like I need to teach you a lesson." There was a cold glint in the blond guy's eyes.
The next moment, the blond guy dug his finger into his nose and flicked it into my food tray.
"Here, have some extra," the blond guy said mockingly, looking at me.
"You… screw you!" A ball of rage exploded in my chest. I finally couldn't hold back and lunged at the blond guy.
The blond guy didn't expect me to strike first. I slammed my whole body into him, knocking him onto the table, and then I tried to punch him in the face.
But two of his lackeys rushed over and grabbed me, stopping me from succeeding.
The blond guy sat up and cursed, "Damn, you dare hit me? Good, now that you hit me first, I have a reason to hit you back."
After he finished, he reached out and slapped me across the face.
My face burned with pain. I glared at the blond guy with intense hatred, but I was powerless. There were too many of them, and I was no match.
But just then, a figure suddenly rushed in front of the blond guy. The next moment, a tray full of soup was smashed onto the blond guy's face, and he let out a miserable scream.
"Damn, you dare hit Brother Blond? You're looking for death!" Two lackeys immediately tried to stop Zhong Niu.
But Zhong Niu was quick. He kicked one lackey in the stomach, making him fall to the ground on his butt.
Then Zhong Niu picked up the tray, spun around, and smashed it onto another guy's head, sending meat and vegetables flying everywhere. That guy instantly lost his fighting spirit and didn't come back for a while.
The two lackeys holding me let go, and both rushed at Zhong Niu, but Zhong Niu was quick. He grabbed the blond guy by the collar, lifted him up, and punched him hard in the face.
"Ah!!!"
The blond guy screamed again.
Zhong Niu's gaze was cold and menacing. The two lackeys hesitated for a while, not daring to come forward, clearly frightened by Zhong Niu's look.
A big crowd had gathered in the cafeteria, all looking over. The blond guy was still screaming, held by Zhong Niu, who looked at him with disgust and threw him to the ground.
"Get lost!" Zhong Niu spat out coldly.
"You… you just wait, I'll ruin you!" The blond guy was unwilling but was intimidated by Zhong Niu's aura, so he clutched his face and ran away with his lackeys.
Many people in the cafeteria were watching, pointing at me and Zhong Niu, but most of the attention was on Zhong Niu. Many admired him after all, few dared to go up against the blond guy at school.
The incident quickly spread, and a teacher came looking for Zhong Niu, but didn't say much, just warned him not to do it again. After all, Zhong Niu was personally enrolled by my mom. Anyone who messed with him was messing with my mom.
As for me? They wouldn't dare do anything to me.
But this incident left a deep impression on me, especially Zhong Niu. I never thought he'd be so ruthless, facing so many people without flinching, just charging right in.
After school in the afternoon, I couldn't help but ask the question in my heart.
"At worst, I'll just end up in the hospital. If something happens to you, Mom will be heartbroken," Zhong Niu said.
I was stunned. I thought he was worried about me, but it turned out he was only worried about Mom being sad. Zhong Niu's care for Mom made me feel weak all over.
It seemed that Zhong Niu really did like Mom, and it was from the bottom of his heart.
But what I didn't know was whether Zhong Niu liked Mom's body, or all of her.
On the way home, I watched Zhong Niu holding the bus handrail, his profile determined, his skin a bit dark, looking thin, but somehow making me a little envious.
I even had the feeling that this guy could make people feel very secure.
My father wasn't around, and I'd never had a man protect me, but now, I actually felt that sense of "fatherly protection" from Zhong Niu.
That feeling made me scared I tried to suppress it, but I couldn't.
When we got home, Zhong Niu and I went to our rooms to do homework. After I finished, I couldn't help but wonder what Zhong Niu was doing, so I opened the surveillance on my phone and saw that Zhong Niu had finished his homework and was reading a book very seriously.
But I didn't know what Zhong Niu was thinking. He closed the book, left the room, and soon I heard the front door close.
Where was he going? To find Zhao Nan'er?
A thought struck me, and I quickly followed.
I saw Zhong Niu leave the complex and go to the same adult shop as before. He went inside, and I was afraid of being spotted, so I didn't go in. After about ten minutes, Zhong Niu came out, holding a wad of cash.
This guy… did he rob that fat boss?
I was secretly shocked Zhong Niu was really bold.
He didn't go home, but instead went to a jewelry store. I watched from outside and saw Zhong Niu buy a cheap necklace, about a thousand yuan.
What was he buying a necklace for?
Actually, the answer was already obvious to me.
After that, Zhong Niu went home and continued reading, while my feelings were extremely complicated. Before I knew it, I got sleepy and lay down for a nap.
When I woke up, it was already past ten at night. I was surprised I'd slept so long.
What puzzled me even more was that Mom hadn't come home. If she had, she should have woken me up. Why didn't she?
I got up and left my room, went to the living room, and found it cold and lifeless. I went to Mom's bedroom and knocked no answer. Then I knocked on Zhong Niu's room he wasn't there either.
Not home?
Where did they go?
Suddenly, a sense of fear spread through my heart.
I hurried back to my room, took out my phone, and opened the surveillance to watch what had happened while I was asleep.
After I fell asleep, Zhong Niu kept reading. Around seven, he got up and left his room, came to my door, and opened it without knocking, seeing me asleep inside.
Then, Zhong Niu quietly closed the door.
He went to the kitchen and started making dinner, his technique very skilled. I didn't know where he learned to cook, but compared to him, I felt ashamed.
While Zhong Niu was cooking, Mom came home.
She heard sounds from the kitchen and immediately went in, seeing Zhong Niu cooking, her beautiful eyes showing surprise.
"Mom, you're back. Dinner will be ready soon," Zhong Niu said, looking especially innocent and sunny in front of Mom, even more like a kid.
The fatigue on Mom's beautiful face vanished, replaced by a smile as beautiful as a flower. Zhong Niu looked at Mom's smile, dazed, almost staring blankly.
Mom noticed Zhong Niu's gaze and said, "The food's burning."
"Mom, your smile is so beautiful," Zhong Niu said.
Mom's smile froze for a moment. She was about to put it away, but didn't. "As long as you behave, I can smile for you every day."
This greatly encouraged Zhong Niu, who quickly said, "Don't worry, Mom, I'll behave from now on."
"Alright, alright, hurry up and finish cooking, it's almost burnt." With that, Mom left the kitchen.
She went to her room, opened the door, saw me sleeping, and didn't wake me.
Zhong Niu finished cooking and soon brought the food to the table. The two of them sat down and ate together.
Because it was summer, Mom had changed out of her OL suit and into something cooler.
She wore a white sleeveless T-shirt, exposing her smooth, white arms, her skin smooth, her elegant neck covered by a round neckline, hiding her delicate collarbones.
But her full, heavy breasts pushed the thin T-shirt up, and though she wore a bra, there was no visible outline, but even so, those two huge breasts were still full and perky.
For coolness, Mom wore denim shorts, her full, round hips and tight, perky curves completely outlined, her long, round legs tall and slender.
This outfit was very cool, but it was also an aphrodisiac for Zhong Niu. Mom used to only dress like this in front of me, but I didn't expect her to dress like this in front of Zhong Niu.
Mom's sexy, cool outfit was also a signal she trusted Zhong Niu. Only if she trusted him would she dress like this. This stabbed my heart hard.
They ate together and didn't wake me up. Watching the two of them eating happily, I suddenly felt like I was the extra one, like I was the outsider in this home.
I felt very uncomfortable, extremely sour, and during dinner, Zhong Niu even served Mom food, urging her to eat more.
Just like that, Mom seemed to completely forget my existence. She asked Zhong Niu about school, and he said everything was fine, not mentioning the fight in the cafeteria.
For this, I was a bit grateful to Zhong Niu. If he'd said something, it would have been like showing off to Mom, and I would have immediately been scolded, and Mom's impression of me would have worsened. This should have been good for Zhong Niu, so why didn't he say it?
I didn't know what Zhong Niu was thinking, but I was relieved.
The two of them ate for about ten minutes, then finished. After eating, Zhong Niu immediately got up to clean the dishes, very diligent, and Mom's lips curled into a faint smile.
Zhong Niu washed the dishes, then came out of the kitchen and saw Mom lying on the sofa watching TV.
At this moment, Mom was lying on the sofa without any concern for her image, her long, white legs casually crossed, lying there, giving a strong visual impact.
Mom lay there, her graceful, full figure completely on display, with the charm of a mature woman. I saw a flame of desire in Zhong Niu's eyes as he looked at Mom.
Mom, what are you doing? You're practically seducing Zhong Niu! I thought to myself.
But I knew Mom wasn't seducing him. She was always like this at home. After being dignified and cold all day outside, she just wanted to relax at home. I shouldn't blame her.
But at this moment, Zhong Niu's gaze was indeed full of desire, especially at her perky hips in those shorts, full and high no one could resist.
Finally, Zhong Niu couldn't hold back and pounced.
Mom was focused on the TV and didn't notice. When Zhong Niu jumped on her, she let out a low cry, then realized it was Zhong Niu.
"Ah Niu, what are you doing…"
"Mom… I want you!" Zhong Niu's hands suddenly grabbed Mom's soft, full thighs.
One of Zhong Niu's knees was on the sofa, both hands grabbing Mom's thighs, constantly exploring. One hand quickly reached into the leg of her shorts.
The shorts were very short for coolness, and with Zhong Niu's hand reaching in, he almost immediately covered Mom's side hip, rubbing back and forth.
I saw Mom trying hard to push Zhong Niu away, one hand bracing on the sofa, the other pushing on Zhong Niu's shoulder, trying to push him away.
But Zhong Niu seemed like he was on drugs, very wild. With his other hand, he quickly unbuttoned Mom's shorts, then unzipped them as Mom struggled.
Black!
As the zipper opened, Mom's black cotton triangle panties were revealed. Only then did I see that the hand Zhong Niu had reached into Mom's shorts was constantly caressing her full, firm buttocks, his dark fingers forming a sharp contrast with Mom's crystal-clear, snow-white skin.
After unzipping Mom's shorts, Zhong Niu pulled his hand back, then grabbed the shorts to try to pull them down, but no matter how he pulled, he couldn't get them off because Mom's jade hand was holding on tightly.
Zhong Niu hesitated for a moment, then changed tactics. One hand held the shorts to keep Mom from pulling them back up, the other pulled down his own pants.
Zhong Niu took off his pants, and I saw a clear look of surprise in Mom's eyes. She wanted to stop him, but her two hands weren't enough.
Zhong Niu was only wearing underwear, still bulging hugely, and now, like he was on drugs, he pulled off his underwear, and his majestic, thick, dark penis bounced out.
Seeing Zhong Niu release his penis, Mom's eyes flashed with surprise and a bit of panic, but not too obvious more confusion. I didn't know what she was confused about. My guess was maybe she was wondering why Zhong Niu suddenly became so wild.
But it didn't matter even if Mom got the answer, it wouldn't help. Suddenly, her eyes flashed with panic again, because Zhong Niu did something extremely bold.
Zhong Niu knelt on the sofa between Mom's legs, just like last night in Mom's room.
But this time, Zhong Niu was clearly not satisfied with Mom's thigh job. He directly thrust his penis toward Mom's pelvic area. His penis was already starting to harden, and he held his dark penis, pressing it against Mom.
During this, Zhong Niu still tried hard to pull down Mom's shorts, but Mom was clearly a bit angry, not giving him a chance, not letting him succeed. Maybe this was a warning to Zhong Niu.
But at this moment, Zhong Niu clearly didn't care about the warning. He just pressed his penis up, the round, red glans pressing against Mom's black cotton panties. I saw Mom's lips part slightly, alluring and moist, clearly feeling the pressure from Zhong Niu's thrust.
Looking more closely, the spot where Zhong Niu's glans pressed was only a tiny distance from Mom's vagina, and with such a big penis, Mom's sensation would be even stronger.
"Ah Niu, let go of me!" Mom said, lowering her voice, clearly afraid of waking me in the bedroom.
As for me? I was definitely still asleep, or I wouldn't have known nothing.
"Mom, don't move… just… just like this…" Zhong Niu also whispered, breathing a bit fast.
"No, just… no, you… let go… or Fan Fan…" Mom's voice was a bit broken.
At this moment, Zhong Niu laid his huge, dark penis flat on Mom's pubic hair, pressing the shaft with his thumb, then thrusting his hips back and forth, rubbing his hot, fierce penis constantly on Mom's panties.
Hearing Mom's words, Zhong Niu didn't stop at all. He pleaded, "Mom, I promise, I'll be quiet, I won't… wake him."
"Just like this… just like this… okay?" Zhong Niu pleaded, his tone inexplicably gentle, making it hard not to feel soft-hearted.
Seeing Zhong Niu like this, the icy anger in Mom's beautiful eyes gradually faded.
Zhong Niu sensed this and quickly said, "Mom, this feels… really… really good… huff huff…" As he spoke, he didn't stop moving, his hips still thrusting back and forth.
Zhong Niu pressed his thumb on his penis, rubbing it on Mom's pubic hair, again and again. Even though it was through the panties, I saw Mom's beautiful cheeks flush, burning hot.
Mom didn't resist anymore, but she still wouldn't let Zhong Niu pull down her shorts. Zhong Niu felt a bit unsatisfied, but he knew Mom wouldn't give in, so he didn't try to pull them down anymore.
Mom's long, straight legs bent upward, sometimes touching Zhong Niu's waist, but she was still lying sideways. Even though her shorts weren't pulled down, most of her full buttocks were exposed, firm and round, from above looking like the side of a peach, white and elastic, slightly raised and perky.
Zhong Niu stopped pulling Mom's shorts, knowing he had her tacit approval, so he wasn't worried about Mom pulling them back up, freeing a hand.
But he was smart, not making any rash moves, still rubbing his penis on Mom's pubic hair.
Zhong Niu's penis was so thick and long that, when hard, the round glans pushed up Mom's sleeveless T-shirt, gradually exposing her smooth, flat belly, flawless, and at this moment, I clearly saw Zhong Niu's glans reach Mom's cute navel.
Zhong Niu kept thrusting, at first it was fine, but as it went on, he gradually felt bored.
Gradually, I noticed Zhong Niu's free hand slowly moved to Mom's full, white side hip, and gradually moved toward Mom's triangle cotton panties, suddenly using his index and middle fingers together to hook the edge of the panties, about to pull them up.
Slap!
Mom slapped Zhong Niu.
The burning pain on his face instantly sobered him up.
"Mom…"
"Go away!"
Mom pushed Zhong Niu away forcefully, clearly angry.
Seeing Mom angry, Zhong Niu naturally didn't dare continue. Mom quickly got off the sofa, dressed, and went straight back to her room, leaving Zhong Niu sitting there alone.
After a while, Zhong Niu quickly put on his pants, went to Mom's room, and knocked softly, but Mom ignored him. Zhong Niu waited outside for a long time, but Mom didn't open the door.
Helpless, Zhong Niu could only return to his room.
At this point, the house was completely quiet, but I knew it wouldn't be that simple. There would definitely be more to come, otherwise, they should be at home, not out.
After that, nothing much happened. I got bored and fast-forwarded. Around eight o'clock, Mom finally came out of her room.
Mom was no longer dressed so coolly. Her shorts were replaced by a long skirt, completely covering her beautiful, long legs. Her hair was tied up, showing her determination not to give Zhong Niu any opportunity to fantasize.
Mom glanced at Zhong Niu's room. Just then, the door opened and Zhong Niu rushed out, looking anxious and worried.
Mom didn't say anything, went to the living room, grabbed her bag, slung it over her shoulder, and left. Zhong Niu stood there dazed for a few seconds, then clenched his fist, bit his lip, and followed.
Now I finally understood why the two of them weren't at home, but it was already past ten, why hadn't they come back?
I turned off my phone and sat on my bed, feeling complicated, a bit sour, a bit hard to describe. I thought of Zhong Niu, this inscrutable country boy, who seemed cunning but was so sincere to Mom, and had helped me. I felt both grateful and angry.
Honestly, when I saw Zhong Niu try to pull up Mom's panties, I both didn't want it and secretly hoped he'd thrust in.
But Mom was too strong-willed to give him a chance.
Slap!
I suddenly slapped myself. What was I thinking did I really want my own mom to be penetrated by Zhong Niu?
Was it because my own penis was too small, so I hoped he'd fulfill my "wish"?
I got up, put on my shoes, and went out to eat noodles at a local shop, but it was closed. I bought some cold noodles from a street vendor. Suddenly, I saw Mom's car drive by!
I couldn't see inside, but followed it back to our building. Mom parked, got out, and looked as calm as ever. She opened the back door Zhong Niu wasn't visible.
But I was wrong he was lying in the back seat, soaking wet, as if he'd jumped in water.
He got out, tried to hug Mom, but she stopped him with a look. He looked a bit embarrassed, but not afraid, even smiling innocently.
There was no tension between them now the earlier anger was gone.
I was confused what had happened outside? By rights, Mom should have been angry, but she didn't seem it at all.
I was dying to know, but couldn't. All I knew was their relationship seemed good.
I watched them go upstairs, waited half an hour, then returned.
At home, Mom was waiting on the sofa. She asked me a few questions, I gave vague answers, and went to my room. But before I went in, I made a shocking discovery.
I saw a necklace on Mom's elegant neck.
It wasn't expensive or fancy I could tell it was cheap.
And I remembered it Zhong Niu had bought it at a jewelry store for five hundred yuan.
Now I finally understood he hadn't bought it for Zhao Nan'er, but for Mom!
Something must have happened outside. Mom wearing that cheap necklace meant she'd forgiven him.
I kept my composure and didn't let her know I noticed. I went to bed, exhausted.
As for whether Mom helped Zhong Niu finish that night, I didn't know. The next morning, I heard rustling in the kitchen and couldn't resist peeking.
I crept to the kitchen door and looked inside. What I saw shocked me.
Mom stood at the stove, wearing a loose white V-neck T-shirt and a knee-length skirt, but the skirt was hiked up to her waist, exposing her full, white thighs and round, perky buttocks.
She wore sheer white lace panties, her plump buttocks exposed, flawless and sacred.
At that moment, Zhong Niu was pressed against her, his pants and underwear at his knees, his bare buttocks thrusting against Mom's snowy rear.
I was startled was he penetrating her?
No, definitely not Mom wouldn't allow it.
Looking closely, I saw I was right he wasn't inside her. He was just rubbing his huge, hot, dark penis along her full, white buttocks.
I relaxed, but couldn't understand Mom had been angry last night, so why let him do this in the kitchen?
Her skirt was bunched at her waist, her belly bent forward, her waist curving gracefully, her hands braced on the stove, her chest hanging down a far cry from the dignified vice mayor.
Her plump buttocks were being rubbed by Zhong Niu's dark shaft, the cleft deep and mysterious, his penis pressed into her crack, thrusting in and out.
They'd been at it for a while Mom's face was sweaty and flushed.
Maybe to help him finish faster, Mom arched her hips higher, the perfect curve making my blood race, her legs trembling.
She sounded anxious: "Ah Niu, hurry… Fan Fan will wake up…"
"Mm, Mom, I'm trying…" Zhong Niu thrust harder, his heavy testicles slapping her buttocks.
"Pa pa pa pa…"
The sounds echoed in the kitchen, the air thick with desire.
Suddenly, Zhong Niu hooked a finger under Mom's lace panties, pulling them aside. Mom panicked and tried to stop him.
But he was too quick he lifted her panties, raised his hips, and shoved his hot, fierce penis inside her panties.
His thick, dark shaft slid into her panties, swallowed up, though only two-thirds fit.
His face showed pleasure as he thrust inside her panties, rubbing and bumping.
"Pa pa pa pa…"
"Ah Niu… no… you… pull out…" Mom's voice was urgent, breathless.
"Huff… Mom… I'm… about to…"
He didn't want to pull out, thrusting harder, his hands grabbing her soft, elastic buttocks.
He sped up, slapping her high, perky buttocks, her breasts bouncing inside her shirt.
"Uh… ah… ah…" Mom moaned softly I didn't know if it was on purpose, but in that situation, it must have been involuntary.
Though he didn't penetrate her, his fierce, hot shaft was wedged in her butt crack, rubbing hard, bringing him close to climax.
It was almost like he was having sex with Mom. I felt a strange bitterness, but my own erection was hard as steel, and I couldn't help but stroke myself.
"Ah… mm… Ah Niu…" Mom murmured, "gentle… gentler…"
"Mom… I'm… about to…"
"Go ahead… hurry… Fan Fan…"
"Ah ah ah… Mom… Mom… I'm coming!"
He hugged her waist tightly, thrusting hard, his pelvis slamming into her snowy buttocks, and erupted in thick, hot jets.
As he came, I bent over outside the kitchen, pleasure surging, and ejaculated too, though mine was nothing compared to his.
I had finished, but Zhong Niu kept going, jet after jet, until Mom's panties were soaked, semen running down her crack and onto her waist.
Both in and out of the kitchen, we were left panting.
Mom's face was still flushed. Remembering something, she quickly pushed Zhong Niu away.
With a pop, his thick shaft sprang free, the glans still dripping.
She glared at him.
"Mom, I'll get you tissues," Zhong Niu said.
I hurried back to my room.
Back in my room, I couldn't calm down. I couldn't believe Mom let him go that far if he'd wanted to penetrate, what would she have done?
I didn't dare think further, but deep down, I had a secret hope, wondering what Mom's expression would be if he did.
Just imagine a cold, elegant, mature beauty like Mom, taken by a skinny, dark boy like Zhong Niu. The image was incredibly stimulating.
"Damn, what am I thinking?" I pinched myself.
I changed pants and went to the living room.
Zhong Niu was serving breakfast. I pretended nothing happened. "Where's Mom?"
"Oh, she got her clothes dirty and went to change," he said.
Seeing his smile, I sneered inwardly he was the one who dirtied her clothes.
But I couldn't say anything now. It was too late I'd buried myself in this mess.
Time flowed on. The world didn't change for anyone, and neither did my home.
In the days that followed, Mom and Zhong Niu's relationship seemed to improve. She accepted his requests graciously I guessed something happened the night they went out.
But I didn't know what, so I couldn't say for sure.
Still, I took some comfort maybe just self-consolation that Mom never let Zhong Niu penetrate her.
No matter his intention, if he crossed her line, she'd stop him without hesitation.
Maybe it would always be like this.
But… would it really just end here?
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