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Chapter 3: Tech-Savvy slút môm 

For several days in a row, môm had been like a frost-bitten eggplant, looking listless and wilted. She no longer went out to enjoy life all over the world every day. After finishing the housework, she would just sit on the sofa, watching TV glumly. Her skin was visibly losing its luster. 

During meals, I had asked môm about it, but she just mumbled a couple of perfunctory responses before quickly changing the subject, clearly not wanting me to know. 

I pondered secretly, wondering if this slút's period had come again, making her frustrated from not being able to have séx? 

But I quickly dismissed that idea. 

Because môm had always been enthusiastic about anal séx. She'd even happily let two men penetrate her ásshole from front and back simultaneously. So even if her period had arrived, it would be like a commemorative day for the slút's anus, finally able to call on all the studs to focus on fucking her ásshole. 

If it wasn't her period, could it be that she was uncomfortable from not getting fucked? 

That was even more impossible. môm's "射" (séxual) network was so extensive it was hard to imagine. She only needed to lift her skirt slightly and countless horny men would be swarming under her miniskirt. 

Moreover, that kid Jialong had just come over for dinner a few days ago, and while I was in the bathroom, he had hugged my môm's fat áss and fucked her hard. Around midnight that night, Jialong even sent me a text message telling me: That night he had another rendezvous with môm on the rooftop, and môm let the kid cúm four times. 

And the last time, Jialong had deliberately ejaculated inside môm's vagina. 

The slút, who was in her fertile period, had to perform a finger-pressing squirting show for Jialong on the rooftop to expel the semen from her vagina. 

As my guesses were shattered one by one, môm's melancholy was becoming an unsolvable mystery. 

That kid Jialong had also told me in his text message about the second thing he wanted to ask me that day. When I finished reading that message, I almost went to visit Jialong's house with a baseball bat. 

Of course, I firmly rejected that request and threatened him to never mention it again. He had already fucked my môm, yet he still wanted to read my môm's diary - that was going too far. 

But after the anger subsided, my gradually calming mind kept agreeing with Jialong's idea. A voice in my heart secretly said, "Actually, I really want to read môm's diary too. If she has one." 

If môm had a habit of keeping a private diary, then maybe I could find out if I was really the child of my dad and môm's original marriage. 

This was a question that scared me every time I thought about it. 

With such a promiscuous môm, when exactly did she start showing her slútty side? 

If she was as promiscuous as she is now before getting married, am I the result of one of her affairs? 

Whenever I thought about this, I would curl up in fear. Dad had never known about môm's promiscuous nature. His head was already covered in thousands of layers of green hats, yet he remained completely oblivious abroad. 

With these thoughts, I uneasily fell asleep. Until I was awakened the next day by the sound of the doorbell. 

môm opened the door. I had wanted to sleep a bit more, but I just couldn't fall back asleep. Last night's thoughts had already been pushed to the back of my mind. 

My left hand went to press the power button on the computer case, while my right hand randomly grabbed for clothes. 

Suddenly, footsteps came from the living room, followed by a knock on my bedroom door. 

It was môm's voice. "Xiaojie, you have a package. Are you up? Come sign for it." 

I answered, and môm pushed open my bedroom door, followed by a delivery man wearing a sky blue shirt and a blue baseball cap. 

I looked him up and down, and noticed that a tent had somehow formed in his crotch. 

The problem was with môm. Early in the morning, the slút had probably just hurriedly crawled out of bed. 

The delivery man handed me the package. One look at the English letters on it and I knew who this gift was from. 

This must be a gift from my friend Mike, who I met on an international forum. I didn't expect it to arrive so quickly. Naturally, I knew what was in the package without guessing - it was the latest voyeur filming equipment from the American market. 

And it had been personally modified by the electronics genius Mike, with excellent performance. 

I had already frankly told Mike the purpose I needed this equipment for - of course it was to secretly film every move of my slútty môm. 

What was even more exciting was that on the other side of the world, there was actually someone with the same interests as me and extremely similar experiences - this guy was Mike. 

We met online. 

Mike was a true-blue American, free-spirited and lively. Sometimes I even doubted if he was human, just like how I had an unbelievable talent for computers, his research on electronics was also top-notch. 

What delighted me most was that this guy also had a promiscuous môm. 

Mike had once sent me footage he secretly filmed of his blonde, blue-eyed môm having séx with two neighbor guys. Two cocks as thick as my forearms were frantically thrusting in and out of Mike's môther's ásshole and mouth from front and back. 

The neighbor boy's cock was almost entirely stuffed in Mike's môm's mouth. The boy was mercilessly using Mike's môm's mouth as a séx organ, fucking it hard. 

Tsk tsk, now that's a real man. 

But unlike me, Mike was much luckier. Although he was psychologically abnormal like me, he was handsome and suave, tall and well-endowed. 

He had started a séxual relationship with his promiscuous môm when he was just fifteen years old. 

And he could often fuck his own môther right under his dad's nose. Damn, how thrilling. 

Suddenly, the delivery guy crouched down. 

It turned out his shoelace had come undone. 

The baseball cap obscured his face, but I could still deduce that he must be rolling his eyes upward at this môment, because my môm was standing next to him with her lower half naked. 

I deliberately pretended to be examining the package very carefully, giving the delivery guy space to closely observe the beautiful scenery under môm's clothes. 

This guy was indeed quite honest. Seeing that môm and I had no reaction, he gradually became bolder, starting to raise his head slightly. He was no longer using his peripheral vision to scan môm's áss, but staring directly at the hem of môm's clothes. 

"Gulp." 

The delivery guy made a loud swallowing sound. Could it be that môm wasn't even wearing panties? Oh shit, that means môm's pu$$y and áss crack were now fully exposed to this guy's eyes. 

What I didn't expect came next. True to her reputation, this slút of a môm, after noticing my attention was completely focused on the package, actually used one hand to slightly lift up the hem of her clothes from behind... 

This must be the legendary exhibitionism! 

The delivery guy must have calculated the date to come out. Today was truly his lucky day - the stars aligned for him to encounter such a promiscuous woman, who was voluntarily exposing her body for him to see. 

"Damn, if you're a man then go touch her. Don't mind me, just go ahead and grope this slút's áss, finger her ásshole, insert your fingers in her vagina! Hurry up..." 

Even I was secretly cheering on the delivery guy in my heart. But this useless guy seemed to have just been dazed by the beautiful sight before him, completely clueless about what to do next. 

"Go touch her, you idiot!" 

I must have been the most anxious person at this môment, having to maintain a nonchalant appearance while also inwardly cheering on the delivery guy. 

The guy finally moved. He must have finally been overcome by lust. One hand slowly raised up, very carefully sliding up the slút's right leg. 

Hey, not bad thinking. From this angle, theoretically it avoided my line of sight. 

This guy has potential to be a good pervert. 

The delivery guy's hand was on môm's calf. môm didn't object at all, but lowered her head and winked at the delivery guy. 

This really delighted the delivery guy. It turns out a chance encounter really could happen. 

As if granted amnesty, his courage instantly swelled several times over. He kept sliding his hand up môm's leg, also straightening up his body and hiding half of it behind môm, so he could fully enjoy the pleasure of groping môm's áss. 

Simple fondling could no longer satisfy the delivery guy's inflated desires. His courage grew bolder and bolder as his fingers explored into môm's áss crack, feeling the heat from her anus on his fingers. 

His index and ring fingers spread the áss cheeks, while his middle finger lightly touched môm's anus. 

After feeling for a while, the guy gradually gave up on the ásshole and moved his hand towards her crotch. He discovered the slút's crotch was already flooding. Sticky juices instantly coated his fingers. He effortlessly parted the labia and inserted his middle finger into môm's pu$$y flesh. 

"Mmm..." 

môm actually let out a soft moan, breaking the silence. The delivery guy was startled and hurriedly withdrew his hand from between môm's legs, his face red and unable to say a word. 

At this point, if they continued fooling around, everything would be exposed. I lazily nodded, indicating I was satisfied with everything, and signed the receipt. The delivery guy looked extremely relieved. 

I opened the package while môm saw the delivery guy out. But based on my experience, I knew this slút definitely wouldn't let this poor delivery guy off so easily. 

"Would you like to sit and rest for a bit? Have some water or something?" 

môm's voice came from outside the bedroom. I had already unpacked all of Mike's gifts. 

Everyone knows about chameleons. This equipment uses bionics to embed cameras in chameleon-shaped remote-controlled robots, with excellent concealment effects. 

The receiving end of the equipment is an iPhone-style LCD display that can transmit all the images captured by the chameleon camera here. 

The remote control range is a bit small, only 80 yards, but what I wanted was just to be able to spy on môm's affairs without leaving the house, so this was enough. 

Without further ado, the delivery guy in the living room already had a gláss of orange juice in his hand. I adjusted the equipment as quickly as possible. My intuition told me that môm and the delivery guy would definitely have more to their story. 

I quickly got used to the whole set of equipment. The little chameleon was also very simple to control. It crept out of the room, ran to the living room carpet, and with one jump, turned the same color as the white carpet. 

Immediately, the scene in the living room appeared on the display screen before my eyes. 

The delivery guy was standing there awkwardly, not knowing whether to stay or go. 

môm had disappeared somewhere. 

Judging by where the delivery guy was looking, môm had gone to the bedroom to change clothes. 

Indeed, her current outfit wasn't great. 

But strangely, when môm came out of the bedroom, her clothes were still the same as before. 

The chameleon camera panned up and I realized that môm had only gone to wipe off her overflowing juices a bit, and put on the denim shorts she wore last time when Jialong fucked her. 

The camera perfectly captured môm's swaying pu$$y between her legs as she walked by. 

Damn, I finally got to see môm's most slútty hole up close, and this was the hole that gave birth to me! 

The deep red labia that had been spread open by countless men's tongues, fingers and cocks, the meticulously trimmed pubic hair, all fully revealed to my view in that môment. 

But photos and videos were strictly forbidden. 

Otherwise môm would flip out on the spot. 

môm had said before that she was a very subjective woman when it comes to séx! 

On the other side, the delivery guy was still standing there frozen, not daring to move. By now, the courage he had earlier to grope môm's áss had long since vanished. Typical of a man who's all talk but no action when it comes to séx. 

"Why so nervous? Have a seat." môm's voice was low, coming through the camera, but full of seduction. The last two words, to my ears, had clearly become "Let's do it!" 

The delivery guy was still very reserved. môm kept advancing, coming right up to him. I hurriedly controlled the camera to follow, afraid of missing any important footage. 

môm was like the queen in all those MTV videos, touching the delivery man's chest, then gently pushing him onto the sofa. The overly nervous delivery man immediately fell onto it. 

The delivery man kept glancing towards my room, seemingly afraid I would come out and see this scene. 

But môm didn't care at all. 

She then got on the sofa herself, gradually moving closer to his face. 

"Young man. It must be uncomfortable being so pent up. Just let it out if you want to cúm." môm's face was already full of lust, her phoenix eyes brimming with allure that one dared not look directly at. 

The delivery man seemed to still be quite young and inexperienced. His face was already as red as a winter jujube. His body was trembling, but his cock was standing even taller. 

môm smiled slightly, her right hand lightly brushing the delivery man's cock through his pants. She stuck out her tongue and gently licked the delivery man's face. 

"Since you don't want my son to see, then follow me." 

"So we're really going to do it...!" Seeing môm's slútty appearance, I also excitedly took out my cock and started gently stroking it while looking at the screen. I controlled the camera to follow môm's footsteps, step by step, to outside the bathroom door. 

The delivery man gave môm a confused look, clearly not understanding her intentions. 

môm continued to smile alluringly. She walked to the bathroom door and deliberately stuck out her big áss, letting the delivery man clearly see the crotch seam of her denim shorts and the beautiful parts inside the seam. 

"Look here." môm said softly, but she wasn't pointing at her own áss, but at the bathroom door. 

It turned out there was a small hidden door in the middle of the bathroom door, with a similar one on the other side. 

I instantly understood a bit of what môm meant. 

Sure enough, as I expected, môm beckoned to the delivery man to go into the bathroom, then have his cock stick out through the hidden door. This way, even if I suddenly came out, môm could have her áss facing the hidden door, getting fucked by the cock while telling me "The delivery man is using the bathroom, she's waiting outside" or some such nonsense! 

This slút, how many tricks does she have up her sleeve for her exhibitionism? I really can't figure out my unpredictable môm. But maybe this is what makes môm most attractive. 

After a while, a big red cock stuck out from the hidden door. 

môm clearly liked this size. She examined it for a môment, then crouched down and took it in her mouth. After licking around the head, she started carefully licking every inch of the cock. 

The delivery man in the bathroom must be in ecstasy. This slút of a môm was shaking her áss while sucking cock, probably a habit formed from too many experiences of having someone fuck her from behind while she sucked cock. 

My chameleon camera outside was happy to be idle, carefully monitoring every jiggle of môm's áss cheeks as she shook her áss. Her slútty pu$$y was already glistening, with shiny juices about to drip from between her pu$$y lips. 

Perhaps because it was his first time having such an amazing experience, the delivery man ejaculated into môm's mouth after just two minutes. môm knew there was no time to deal with the semen, so she swallowed it all in one gulp. 

After swallowing all the semen, môm opened her mouth again and sucked hard on the cock head until it swelled up in her mouth once more. 

"You've had your fun, now it's my turn to enjoy." môm said smugly. She turned around and aimed her áss at the hidden door in the bathroom door. With one thrust of her hips, her vagina successfully swallowed the cock. 

môm moaned with satisfaction. 

While swaying her hips, she also muttered: "A virgin's cock feels so good. Even a virgin's semen tastes better than those old men's." 

So that's why this slút was so excited - she had realized this guy was a virgin and wanted to use his virgin essence to nourish herself. Tsk tsk, she's truly shameless beyond words 

"Mmm...mmm..." 

Everything was just môm moving on her own, while the young delivery guy just obediently pressed his whole body against the door, sticking out his cock to feel the waves of pleasure spreading through his body with each thrust. 

And my slútty môm, knowing full well that her own son was just separated by a living room and a wall, still enthusiastically had séx with men. Though this slút could only forcefully hold back from moaning out loud. 

môm's áss swayed for a full ten minutes before she got tired. 

This was also thanks to her frequent workouts at the gym. 

Her physical fitness was exceptionally good. 

Then, môm tiredly pressed her áss against the bathroom door, her pu$$y aimed directly at the hidden door, allowing the delivery guy inside to thrust his cock in and out at an irregular rhythm. 

My chameleon camera took advantage of môm's exhaustion to sneak even closer. 

Looking at môm's feet, I saw that the slút's juices had already flowed all over the bathroom door. Through the hidden door, the delivery guy was like a high-speed motor piston, frantically pounding môm's pu$$y. Each thrust squeezed out large amounts of fluid from between her labia. 

It splashed onto the bathroom door. 

"I'm...I'm going to cúm..." 

The delivery guy's muffled voice came from behind the bathroom door. When môm heard this, she became slightly more alert. She hurriedly pulled away and turned around, intending to catch the cúm with her mouth. 

But this time she miscalculated. As soon as she turned her body, the semen erupted, thick white fluid spraying all over the slút's face and hair... 

When I slowly tossed the cúm-stained tissue into the trash and got ready to come out of my bedroom, môm was just about to see the delivery guy out. 

The delivery guy saw me come out and quickly scurried away as if he had done something wrong. 

As for môm, she calmly asked me what I wanted for breakfast. 

I shrugged my shoulders, but then noticed that môm's upturned hair tips still had quite a bit of the delivery guy's semen stuck to them. 

Hmph, you slút. I'm not going to tell you. When you go out later, I'll let you walk around with someone else's cúm in your hair!