Chapter 3

There are all kinds of people around the cultural center, including vendors, people selling pirated CDs, and after dusk, some people wearing cheap makeup and wandering around in the night ... I never come here normally. But today is different, today is the “May Day holiday”. My mother’s troupe has arranged several plays to celebrate the “May Day holiday” and notified me early to watch the plays.

I have never been interested in Peking Opera since I was a child, let alone Yue Opera. I prefer to go to the bar to watch the erotic dance of people wearing miniskirts and exposing their breasts.

The Yue Opera troupe my mother works in is not doing well, but fortunately, such units will be subsidized by special funds allocated by the municipal government. The troupe leader is probably an uneducated guy, and the troupe is struggling to survive, and can only perform a few shows throughout the year.

Although today is a special performance to celebrate the “May Day holiday”, it seems that most of the tickets are free, and few people pay for the performance of this municipal troupe.

When I was young, I came here with my father to watch my mother’s performance. In recent years, the theater has been changed into a cinema. Everything is based on the standard of movie screenings, and all seats are double seats.

The performance began, and a group of performers turned over and over, which was very lively. My thoughts accidentally went to find my mother’s figure. After a long time, with the sound of drums, I couldn’t help but be stunned. My mother came on stage. My mother’s famous work: “Mu Guiying Takes Command”. The “Mu Guiying” who kicked the flower spear vigorously was the mother who made me absent-minded.

Oh! Her face was painted with thick oil paint, and her body was wrapped in three layers of clothes inside and outside. If I didn’t know in advance, I wouldn’t recognize that this was my mother.

After playing around on the stage, my mother began to sing. I didn’t expect that my mother’s mouth was very crisp. It was hard to imagine that this shrill voice came from a middle-aged woman.

This should be what those drama fans usually call “singing style”, right? It seems that my mother’s mouth skills have not fallen as she gets older. I wonder if her skills in holding a penis in her mouth should be higher than those of ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I thought about it, I immediately became distracted and lost control. For a moment, my mind was full of some oral fantasies. Mom’s figure on the stage was also very flexible, dodging, evading, and moving. She was quite agile. If such a body twisted around on the bed, it would be so ecstatic...

The penis began to be dishonest again, standing up inch by inch. Mom was spinning at high speed on the stage. My eyes, like a pair of knives, seemed to want to penetrate the thick costume and see the flesh inside. Beautiful mother, you really make me happy and sad...

“Mom, your performance is great, the singing and the figure are really amazing...” I complimented her in a panic when I returned to the living room. When talking about the singing, I stared at Mom’s plump lips, and when talking about the figure, I kept my eyes on the curvy buttocks.

Although Mom still has to practice every day, she hasn’t felt the stage for a long time. Today, she has had enough of the drama addiction, and the excitement has not subsided until now.

“Really? When mom gave you the ticket, you didn’t want to come ... Hehe!”

May 2, cloudy, with dark clouds.

It was too late yesterday, so I stayed at home and slept all night. What kind of nightmare was that? I couldn’t sleep all night. I wanted to get up quietly several times to see if mom’s bedroom was deliberately open, so that I could prepare to invade her body in the middle of the night. I know this is just a fantasy, and my desire for mom’s body is just my one-sided wish...

How should I summarize my recent psychological process? Recently, I have started to fantasize about having sex with mom in various postures in bed. The original sense of embarrassment is getting lighter and lighter, and it seems that the taboo in my heart is not as strong as before. Since I can’t escape my desire for mom’s body, then I’ll take a look ... Just looking at mom’s seductive body shouldn’t cause a big deal, right?