Chapter 1 of "The Bright Moon and the Beautiful Flower"

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A willow-colored shawl draped with golden phoenixes, slender hands gently pluck red beans. Her brows furrowed, full of affection; Peach Blossom Cave, Jade Terrace Dream, a heart full of spring sorrow—who can share it with her?
—He Ning, "Tianxianzi"
Friday, March 11th. It had been several days since we'd been intimate, and with no classes in the afternoon, Xiaodie and I quickly ate dinner and went to the apartment. We turned off our phones and lingered until very late. Normally, I should be home by this time. But today, Xiaodie seemed particularly frantic, refusing to let me leave…
The house was quiet; everyone was probably asleep.
I tiptoed towards the bathroom.
The adults' bedrooms all had bathrooms, only my sister's and my bedroom didn't, so the downstairs bathroom was shared by my sister and me. However, since my sister got married last year, that bathroom had become my private space. I pushed open the door.
"Ah!" A woman's scream startled me. Why was someone there? Under the bright light, in the wisps of steam, a snow-white body sat in the bathtub, arms crossed, looking at me.
It was Mom.
Mom, Liu Suxiang, was forty-three years old. She was 170 centimeters tall, weighed 58 kilograms, and had measurements of 38-24-35. She had delicate features, fair skin, an elegant demeanor, and a pair of adorable tiger teeth.
My heart started pounding.
Mom was the woman I was most infatuated with. And her body was the one I rarely saw. Because her clothing was so conservative—she wore long sleeves and trousers even in the sweltering heat. Her feet, clad in sandals, were the most exposed part of her body. Sometimes, just looking at Mom's slender feet would give me an erection.
Now, with Mom's naked body right in front of me, how could I not react? But under Mom's gaze, I dared not look around, and could only stare straight at her round face, which could smile or pout.
"Jun'er, you're finally back. Do you know how many times Mom called you?" Mom complained, lowering her delicate arms that had been covering her chest. Instantly, her large, firm, pear-shaped breasts were revealed, the bright red nipples bobbing. A black mole between her breasts was particularly noticeable.
I unconsciously swallowed and quickly said, "I'm sorry, Mom. It's Xiao Cao's birthday today, and we got so engrossed in playing that we forgot the time. That damn Xiao Bei even took all our phones. Mom, I'm sorry. I won't do it again."
"Never mind, just be more careful next time. Sigh, I was worried about you and couldn't sleep. I wanted to take a bath, but the water heater is broken. I called them to come and fix it tomorrow. Jun'er, you're back just in time, help Mom scrub her back."
Since I was little, I've always bathed with the women in my family. They would scrub my back, and I would scrub theirs. As I grew older, naturally, this routine was broken one day. But looking at my mother today, so uninhibited, I sighed inwardly. Does she always see me as a good little boy who never grows up?
I took a stool and sat down behind my mother. I gathered my waist-length hair with one hand and used a towel to scrub her smooth, jade-like back with the other. My mother's scent was like lavender. I was very familiar with that meaty aroma; my aunt had a similar scent, but my mother's was stronger.
"Mmm..." my mother groaned contentedly.
"Mom, your...your skin is so delicate, even better than some young girls'." Hearing that captivating moan, I finally couldn't help but blurt it out.
"Jun'er, you're really something! You've seen so many girls already? How come you haven't brought any back?" My mother laughed, tilting her head seductively, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling into crescents as she glanced at me. Fine crow's feet appeared at the corners of her eyes, but they only accentuated the allure of a middle-aged woman. Although my mother's beauty deeply captivated me, I couldn't stand her dismissive attitude.
"Mom, why don't you believe me? To tell you the truth, I'm no longer a boy."
"Oh, right, right, Jun'er is a man now." This time, my mother's smile was so wide it was almost uncontrollable, her small, white canine teeth gleaming under the light.
"Don't laugh again!" I leaned forward abruptly, my arms slipping under my mother's armpits and pulling her warm, damp upper body into my embrace. My hand was on her breast.
"Of course I'm a man." I pressed my fingertips lightly, and the soft, firm touch almost made me cry out. My mother flinched.
She seemed a little tense, but then relaxed. "Okay, okay, it was Mom's fault, I shouldn't have laughed at Jun'er." My mother leaned against me obediently, but brushed my hand away.
Then, she lovingly reached out and stroked my hair: "Hmm, my Jun'er has really grown up." Her slender fingers gently moved through my hair. It made the hairs on my body stand on end.
"No, that's Mom!" Although reason told me so, desire quickly made me unable to control myself. I lowered my head and cupped my mother's pink earlobe, gently sucking on it.
My mother flinched and quickly shook her head to pull away. "Jun'er, stop it."
My mother turned around and casually covered her chest with a bath towel. "You little rascal, where did you learn to be so naughty? If you keep this up, Mom will have to get Fangfang to discipline you properly."
Fangfang is my aunt, and she's also the person I fear most. On one hand, her "ice queen" attitude, keeping everyone at arm's length, has made it difficult for me to get close to her since I was little; on the other hand, she is indeed very strict with me. Although I find my angry mother quite charming, the moment she brings up my aunt, I immediately become obedient.
"Scared?" I subconsciously nodded.
"Sure enough, Jun'er, you're such a rascal, you only respond to force." My mother chuckled, a hint of shrewdness and mockery in her eyes, her slender finger tapping my forehead.
I trembled as if I'd been electrocuted. She tilted her head to look at me, then suddenly asked, "Jun'er, what kind of girl do you like?"
"I like mature girls..." Now my mind is filled with my mother's voice and smile.
"Mature? Wow! Mom thought my Jun'er was so innocent." Mom winked, seemingly about to laugh again, and quickly covered her mouth with the back of her hand, her ring and little fingers naturally curled into an orchid shape.
"I want to marry Mom." I couldn't help but blurt it out.
Mom suddenly froze, her face full of shock, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard. She lowered her hand, staring blankly at me, as if she had never seen me before. Her delicate cherry lips pouted, revealing a hint of her canine teeth, and a distinct blush rose to her cheeks.
This was the first time I had ever seen Mom shy.
"Silly child, you..." She simply didn't know what to say.
Taking advantage of Mom's momentary daze, I suddenly pressed my lips to her cool, soft lips. Mom instantly became burning hot. Her face turned red all the way to her ears.
"Mmm... um..." She let out a muffled hum from her delicate nose, which excited me even more. Her saliva was as sweet and pleasant as honey, and her soft, cherry-like lips made me want to bite them. Her fragrant, warm breath tickled my face.
Her nipples gradually hardened and became erect. I knew my mother was aroused. The woman in my arms was no longer my biological mother, but a woman who needed tender caresses. I wanted to probe her teeth with my tongue, tease her tongue, and suck her sweet saliva.
Oh, my penis was throbbing uncomfortably, making my crotch into a high tent. This was an excitement I had never experienced with Xiaodie. My heart was filled with incestuous lust. Never before had I craved my mother's body like this. I wanted more...
"No!" Suddenly, my mother screamed, broke free from my arms, instinctively slapped me hard, and then jumped out of the bathtub, soaking wet. Her plump, round buttocks were suddenly exposed before my eyes. My mother quickly put on her nightgown.
She had her back to me. She lowered her head and stammered, "Jun'er, you...how could you kiss your mother like that...have you been drinking?"
I looked at her wet robe clinging to her body, her hair disheveled.
"No, you know very well I haven't been drinking! I love you!" I touched my burning face and stood up.
My mother visibly twitched and took a few steps back. After a long pause, she suddenly said in a cold tone,
"Jiajun, are you crazy? Do you know what you're doing? I'm your biological mother...sigh, it's all my fault for spoiling you. Go to sleep, just pretend it's a dream." That night, I couldn't sleep...
The next day.
The whole family had breakfast together, and my sister was also there.
My sister, Mei Xiaoyun, was twenty-four years old, 177 cm tall, weighed 60 kg, and had measurements of 34-20-33. She looked a lot like my mother, but her lips were always slightly pouting, like a spoiled child. She was rather thin.
"Hey! Sis, is your husband away on another business trip?"
"Shut up!" My sister glared at me, then glanced awkwardly at my mother. But my mother didn't seem to care and didn't scold her as usual.
Last year, right after graduating from university, my sister married her classmate Luo Lide and became a full-time housewife, almost driving my aunt, who had high expectations of her, crazy. My brother-in-law's family and my family have been close friends for generations, and his mother and mother have been best friends since childhood—she's even my godmother.
However, since his father's death, the family's fortunes have declined. So after the marriage, my sister kept begging my aunt to get her husband a job at the company. My aunt was initially unwilling, but couldn't resist my mother's persuasive words, so she reluctantly let him become the marketing assistant manager. I heard that this almost drove several long-time employees who were eyeing the vacant position crazy.
Under immense pressure, my brother-in-law was often away from home, frequently going out to work. My older sister, who considered herself a "princess" and was used to being pampered at home, didn't care about anything at her in-laws' house. Naturally, her godmother wasn't happy.
Gradually, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law became increasingly strained. So now, whenever her brother-in-law goes on a business trip, my sister moves back to her parents' house. But moving back isn't easy either; I often see my dear sister with tears in her eyes after my mother scolds her.
"Where's Auntie?" I asked my mother. But she acted as if she hadn't heard me. Then my aunt told me that my aunt had left early, saying she was attending a business banquet and wouldn't be back until very late.
My aunt, Song Meijuan, is thirty-nine years old, 168 cm tall, weighs 56 kg, and has measurements of 40-25-36. She has a gentle and charming oval face with a few freckles, a relatively large mouth, slightly thick and sensual lips, and a beauty mark the size of a mung bean near her mouth. Her deep-set eyes always carry a hint of melancholy, but when she smiles, she has a very alluring quality.
My aunt is a very busy person, often working very late, rarely home even on holidays, sometimes simply staying at the company. As soon as I heard she wasn't there, I became lively, showering my mother with sweet attention.
My mother just responded coldly, not even showing a hint of a smile. However, she deliberately avoided eye contact with me. Clearly, she hadn't slept well either, constantly yawning, her eyes bloodshot.
Shortly after dinner, my aunt arrived.
My aunt, Liu Suqiong, is thirty-five years old. She's 165 cm tall and weighs 52 kg. Her measurements are 36-23-39. Her baby face always carries an innocent expression, her nose small and slightly upturned, very cute. Two deep dimples often accentuate the smiles at the corners of her eyes, making her look sweet, but when she's fierce, she can be terrifying. She's a professional speculator. Unmarried.
She's my mother's only family member, and she's always been very close to her, as well as to my aunt. She's even closer to my sister and me, but she doesn't get along with my aunt. My aunt loves collecting antiques, and later my mother, other aunts, and sister also became obsessed.
On weekends, when the women had nothing to do, they would go to the antique market, looking for strange and unusual things. They were about to leave
when my aunt suddenly walked up to me. She was wearing a red jumpsuit today. Her face was lightly made up, exuding an elegant charm. "Jun Jun, why don't you come with us?"
Before I could even speak, my mother, who was already standing at the door, suddenly interrupted, "Don't worry about him, what does he know?" My aunt's eyes widened, and she turned back to look at my mother in surprise. My mother had never humiliated me like this before.
"Sister, didn't you say you'd bring Jun Jun to see this last time? Besides, he can learn if he doesn't understand."
"Fine, if you insist on taking him, then we'll go our separate ways." My mother turned and stormed off.
My aunt and sister exchanged bewildered glances, then simultaneously looked at my aunt and me, before hurriedly following my mother.
"Sister Xiang, wait for us..."
My aunt was stunned for a moment, then turned around and stuck out her tongue: "Good heavens! I've never seen my sister so angry before." Suddenly, she reached out and pinched my cheek: "You little rascal, how did you make your mother so angry? Tell me honestly."
I stared blankly at my aunt's charming dimples, smelled her fragrant scent that resembled my mother's, and listened to her silvery laughter echoing in the room, speechless.
"Jun Jun, you should be more sensible by now. Your mother treats you like her lifeblood, how could you make her angry? Be good, apologize to your mother later, understand?" My aunt said, planting a wet kiss on my cheek before hurriedly changing her shoes and chasing after me...
Not long after, someone came to repair the water heater. After the repair was finished, it was almost noon.
I went out and ate something quick before returning home. I couldn't resist going into my mother's bedroom, which exuded a faint, alluring fragrance.
I familiarly opened the large drawer containing her underwear. I took a deep sniff, and it seemed I could smell my mother's scent. Even though I wasn't wearing anything see-through, my penis still stood erect.
I pressed my face against a pair of underpants, as if pressing it against the round buttocks I had glimpsed last night. My tongue darted out, as if licking the moist crevice.
"Oh... Mom... I want to lick your pert, soft ass... Give your son a massage... Oh..." I pulled out my penis and gently caressed it, imagining it as my mother's shy caress. "Mom, I miss you so much."
"Jun'er, Mom misses you too. Look, Mom's been so wet from missing you. Mom misses your big penis."
In a daze, my mother seemed to be lying in front of me, shyly taking off her clothes, obediently raising her delicate legs, her love juice slowly flowing down her thighs from her pink, tender vagina, her dignified face becoming exceptionally alluring. So I began to fuck her wildly, ravaging her, and she moaned wildly.
“Oh…Mom…Oh…Mom…I love you…Oh…Mom…Oh…” Suddenly, a clear laugh startled me from my reverie, and familiar footsteps echoed on the stairs.
“Sis, why are you running so fast?”
“Huh?! Why are they back so early?” Mom’s bedroom is right at the top of the stairs; I’d definitely bump into them if I went out.
A quick thought struck me; I immediately dropped my undershirt, pushed the drawer shut, and dove under the bed. The door opened, and a pair of white slippers entered the room. The arch of her foot, encased in the slippers, was delicately and gracefully curved. Her calves were long and slender, with well-proportioned muscles—it was Mom.
“JunJun! JunJun! We’re back.” My aunt didn’t come in; judging from her voice, she was heading towards my bedroom. Besides that, I didn’t hear my aunt or sister’s voices. I peered out through the hem of the sheet; the dressing mirror opposite reflected the scene inside the room.
"Oh... I'm so tired." Mom sat on the edge of the bed, yawning languidly. She brushed a strand of hair from her cheek, kicked off her shoes, and began to take off her stockings. Every movement she made exuded a captivating, alluring charm, like a willow swaying in the breeze.
As her fingers moved, her glossy legs were gradually revealed, so white that even the capillaries beneath the skin were faintly visible, blatantly teasing my gaze. Just then, my aunt came in and casually placed her handbag on the bedside table.
"Couldn't find it. That kid's off somewhere again." My aunt sat down beside Mom. "Sister, now that Juan and Yunyun are gone, you can finally tell me, right?"
After a moment of silence, Mom spoke up, "Sigh, never mind. Xiaoqiong, I really don't want to talk about this anymore."
"What's wrong? Is there something you can't tell me?"
"Actually, it's nothing important." "
Sister, don't lie to me. If it really wasn't anything, how could you have been so mean to Junjun?" Under Aunt's repeated questioning, Mom hesitated for a long time before finally stammering out what happened last night. Aunt was stunned and speechless for a long time.
"Is this true?"
"You don't believe me?" Mom rolled her eyes at Aunt.
"No, it's just that I never expected such an honest boy like Junjun to have a mother complex, and to be so deeply involved. Oh my God!"
"Xiaoqiong, I've told you about this, so don't tell anyone else."
"Hmph! Sister, do you think I'm that stupid?" Auntie pouted unhappily: "But then again, sister, what if Junjun tries to touch you again?"
"What can you do? You can't scold him, you can't hit him."
Suddenly Auntie clapped her hands: "I have an idea."
"What idea? Xiaoqiong, tell me quickly."
"Naturally—marriage!"
"Marriage?"
"Sister, listen to me, actually, most boys have a mother complex, just to varying degrees. Just like many girls have a father complex. It's just a longing for the opposite sex. Now we'll find Junjun a particularly beautiful and suitable wife, that will definitely keep him tied down."
"Is that okay? Fangfang won't agree to Jun'er getting married so early."
"Let them talk it out for now. Besides, Junjun is old enough to have a girlfriend by now." The two sisters went on and on, practically deciding my life's most important matter. I listened from under the bed, frowning.
Suddenly, my aunt seemed to have thought of something funny and burst into laughter. My mother asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Well, it's like this. Speaking of marriage, yesterday, that bookworm proposed to me again." My aunt was about to laugh again as she said this.
"Really? So what did you say?" my mother asked with concern.
My aunt suppressed her laughter: "What can I say? Heaven knows how many times he's done this. I said, Mr. Dai, if you put this kind of effort into other girls, your child would probably be in middle school by now. Sister, guess what he said? He actually said, quite seriously, that if I were willing to marry him, he would consider adopting a child. Because he wouldn't let me risk the dangers of being an older mother. Haha, the more I think about it, the funnier it gets..." As she spoke, my aunt couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
“Actually, Professor Dai is quite nice. He has good character, and he’s not bad-looking either…”
Suddenly, Auntie fell silent. After a long silence, she said softly, “Sister, what do you mean by this?”
“Xiaoqiong, listen to your sister, you’re not getting any younger, it’s time to settle down.”
“Sister, do you really think so?” Auntie lowered her head and began to sob softly. Auntie can cry? And there’s no need for her to cry. Mom was at a loss.
She hugged Auntie and kept comforting her, “Oh, silly girl, why are you crying? I’m only doing this for your own good. Okay, stop crying.”
“I won’t listen, I’ll cry, you’re so heartless.” Auntie punched and hit Mom in her arms, just like Xiaodie sometimes acts spoiled towards me. I felt something was wrong.
“Sister, do you hate me?” Auntie looked up with tearful eyes.
“Oh, how could I? I love you so much.” Mom actually licked the tear stains on Auntie’s face.
This action was too… too much.
"Do you remember what happened at my place the day before yesterday?" Aunt pressed her slightly flushed face against Mom's cheek.
Mom suddenly froze. Her jade-like face seemed to blush.
Her breathing became rapid, and her breasts heaved uncontrollably. "Um, I... I don't remember..." For some reason, Mom trembled uncontrollably, and her voice trembled.
At this moment, Aunt hugged Mom tightly. Her chin rested on Mom's breast. Her eyes were alluring, but this time the tears that welled up were not tears. "Hehe, I remember, sister, you... you were so... so sexy that day..."
Instantly, a rosy blush spread across Mom's face. She seemed to be unable to breathe. "Xiaoqiong, don't... don't do this..." Mom struggled weakly.
Aunt pressed her nose against Mom's nose, her small mouth against her red lips, and whispered, "Sister, don't you feel happy? Don't you... don't you... want to..."
Like a madwoman, she kissed and sniffed Mom's forehead, cheeks, mouth, chin, ears, neck, and hair wildly. My mother was gradually aroused and reached out to embrace my aunt. I never imagined my mother and aunt had such a relationship!
I was completely bewildered. Recalling their daily interactions, although there were some things I could reminisce about, I would never have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.
"Sister, I've missed you so much." At this moment, my aunt put her tongue into my mother's mouth and began to swirl it around.
"Mmm..." my mother murmured, responding passionately. I never expected my mother's moans to be so enchanting and seductive, seemingly both painful and pleasurable, making my heart tremble.
While kissing her, my aunt skillfully removed my mother's clothes. In the mirror, my mother's panties were crumpled into a ball by my aunt, tightly pressed against her buttocks. Two full, slightly upturned buttocks were exposed.
My aunt released my mother, her skirt lifted up to her thighs, twisting her hips, and pulled down her panties, revealing her fair mons pubis. This was the first time I had seen my aunt's private parts.
Previously, I had noticed my mother's thick pubic hair and fantasized that my aunt had the same, but it turned out she was a pubic virgin.
Her mons pubis resembled a plump bun, with a very bright red vulva that opened and closed, revealing a prominent clitoris.
"Sister... I... can't take it... come on..." My aunt grabbed my mother's hand and started rubbing it haphazardly against her lower body: "Oh... fuck me... fuck me..." I never imagined my aunt would be like this in bed.
"Tsk tsk, you're so impatient." My mother swallowed hard, breathing heavily as she used her fingers to penetrate my aunt's vagina.
"Ah... Sister... faster... thrust harder... thrust deeper..." My aunt wrapped one leg around my mother's waist and swayed it incessantly.
She thrust her hips upward rhythmically, rubbing the fingers inside her vagina, the slippers half-dangling from her toes swaying with each movement: "Sister...so...so comfortable...mmm...Sister...you're wet..."
Sure enough, the underpants tightly pressed between her mother's upturned buttocks were wet. A stream of clear love fluid slowly flowed down the seam of the underpants, shimmering with a seductive sheen.
"Mom gets wet too?!" I almost cried out in excitement.
"You're so naughty, it's all your fault... moaning so wildly." Mom said shyly, then retaliated by thrusting hard a few more times.
"Ah... no... ouch... good sister, please spare your little sister." My aunt suddenly rolled over, pinning Mom down and ripping off her panties.
Seeing the thick, wet pubic hair covering Mom's lower abdomen, I almost came.
My aunt took off her dress, straddled Mom's legs, and started licking wildly, making "smack smack" sounds.
Looking at the beautiful curves of Mom's legs stretched out in the air, there was an indescribable lewdness. And my aunt's breasts swayed back and forth in her bra, creating a deep cleavage, which was even more tempting.
"Ah... Xiaoqiong... sister... sister can't take it anymore..." Mom's moans and my aunt's licking sounds blended together.
"Good sister, you lick too." Mom really did start licking my aunt's mons pubis.
Watching my seemingly ethereal mother and aunt engage in oral sex on each other, my penis finally couldn't hold back any longer and throbbed as I ejaculated.
"Ah... good sister... my darling... I'm going to die... ah..." Almost simultaneously, my aunt also came. She convulsed, her eyes slightly closed, her face filled with an expression of ecstasy, her delicate body curled up softly on the bed like a cat.
My mother, still unsatisfied, crawled over to my aunt, licking the sticky liquid remaining on her lips—my mother's own love juice—while stroking her back and buttocks. Her messy hair wrapped around my mother's neck, further highlighting her slightly flushed, flawless skin.
My aunt let out a cloying moan. She squinted her seductive eyes at my mother. Then she stuck out her tongue. The "tsk tsk" sound of the two red tongues stimulated my pores to contract again.
After licking for a while, my aunt became aroused again. She ripped off my mother's bra. Her tongue began to circle on her breasts. The circle slid smaller and smaller until it touched the erect nipple, and at the same time, my aunt's fingers slid into my mother's vagina, thrusting forcefully, constantly bringing out milky white foam.
"Ah, good sister... um... faster... I can't take it anymore..." My mother's head swayed from side to side.
"Sister, if Junjun were fucking you now, how would you feel?" My aunt suddenly blurted out this question. I immediately held my breath. What did my aunt mean?
My mother seemed to freeze as well. It took her a while to react, her body trembling slightly: "Xiaoqiong, you... what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Sister, why are you so nervous? I was just joking." My aunt pulled out her fingers, put them in her mouth and sucked on them, looking sly.
"You... are you crazy? Can you just say things like that?"
"Sister, do you really not like it? Then why do you get so excited when I mention Junjun? Ah, look, so much juice is flowing out."
Is this true? A thunderbolt seemed to strike my mind. My penis immediately became erect again.
Mom covered her face with her hands in embarrassment: "No...don't say anymore, Xiaoqiong..."
"Yes, incest between mother and son is quite exciting, isn't it? But I won't let Junjun touch you." Auntie reached back and picked up her handbag from the bedside table, then took out a double-headed dildo from the bag: "But, sister, you can imagine me as Junjun."
Auntie's voice was filled with indescribable excitement. Holding one end of the dildo, she slowly parted Mom's thick pubic hair, pressed it against the vaginal opening, and rubbed it incessantly: "You gave birth to Junjun more than twenty years ago, and now you want to have illicit intercourse with him again, don't you?" It was hard to imagine that these words came from the mouth of such an elegant auntie.
"Enough! Shut up! I don't want to hear it!" Mom screamed in a trembling voice, shaking her head desperately, her pretty face turning white and red in turns, her full breasts heaving rapidly.
"Mom, Mom! I want to fuck you...ah...let me fuck you...Mom...let me fuck you...Mom..."
Auntie was actually flirting with Mom in my tone! It was so stimulating, it felt like I was the one playing with my mother. Afraid of making a sound, I dared not rub my penis, only pinching it hard.
"Ah... Xiaoqiong... don't say anymore... sister... sister begs you..." My mother's voice trembled, her small mouth opening occasionally to let out a suppressed gasp, clearly enduring a complex mix of fear, excitement, and confusion.
She began desperately thrusting her hips upwards, trying to swallow the dildo. Thick fluid had already soaked the glans.
"Sister, do you want Junjun's penis?"
"Mmm... yes... Xiaoqiong... please stop torturing me..." Under my aunt's incessant coercion, teasing, and seductive cries, my mother finally yielded.
"Okay, here it comes." My aunt pushed the dildo aside her labia and thrust it hard into my mother's vagina.
"Oh..." My mother closed her eyes, letting out a long cry that sounded like a groan mixed with a mournful wail. My aunt then straddled my mother, aimed at the other end of the dildo, and sat down. Their mons pubis pressed together, rising and falling, rubbing forcefully.
"Ah...Mom...so good...your little cunt is so elastic...JunJun loves you so much..."
"No...ahh...you...just focus...play...play...don't...don't mention him...ah..." Mom breathed heavily.
She swayed her body, lost in passion, her hands gripping her aunt's white buttocks tightly, pressing them against her.
"Ah...JunJun is going to fuck you until you're dead...you slutty mom..." the aunt continued to moan unrestrainedly.
She took off her bra, cupped her breasts in her hands, and squeezed them hard against Mom's. Their lower bodies collided wildly, making "bang bang" sounds.
Streams of clear liquid gushed from their point of contact, flowing down their long, pink legs and dripping onto the sheets, quickly forming a stain that continued to spread…
Mom trembled, her expression a mixture of bewilderment, ecstasy, and pain: “Mmm… I’m going to die… I can’t take it…” she sobbed intermittently.
Auntie also trembled, crying out, “Mom… Junjun is going to… ejaculate… ah…”
Finally, Mom cried out, “Oh… come on… I don’t care anymore… Oh… you filthy son… fuck me… Mom’s going to cum… ah… coming… ah…”
I felt an unprecedented surge of desire and excitement, quickly covering my mouth as my semen gushed out again.
They embraced, panting.
After a while, Auntie, lying on top of Mom, murmured, “Sister, you’re even more slutty than last time.”
“You crazy girl, it’s all your fault,” Mom scolded playfully, tidying Auntie’s disheveled hair.
“That lewd son, fucking mom, that’s not something I told you to say,” Auntie said playfully, drawing a blush on her face. “Sister, I think you have a bit of a son complex too.”
Mom couldn’t take it anymore. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she pushed Auntie away, saying angrily, “You’re really wicked. Humph, don’t think I don’t know, you…you actually…you didn’t have good intentions towards Jun’er…”
This time it was Auntie’s turn to stammer, “Sister, you…you’re the one talking nonsense.”
“Then why were you…so excited just now?” Mom asked, her face turning red again.
Auntie clung to Mom like a leech, “Sister, stop talking, you…you’re wicked too…”
"Hehehe, Xiaoqiong, I think we shouldn't introduce any girlfriends to Jun'er. Why don't you just marry him yourself? But you'll have to call me—Mother-in-law."
"Pah! You marry him if you want, I'll call you my nephew's wife from now on." Auntie tried to climb onto Mom again.
"Good sister, stop fooling around. It's so late!" Mom pleaded, "Go take a shower."
"I want to shower with you, sister." Auntie pulled Mom into the bathroom.
"I wonder if it's fixed yet?" Mom muttered to herself from inside the bathroom. Then the faucet was turned on. Auntie started laughing and joking again in the bathroom.
Now was the time to leave. I quickly slipped out, tiptoed out of the room, and rushed back to my bedroom.
My undershirt was soaked, and even my trousers were wet in a large patch. I changed immediately, then tiptoed downstairs and sat in the living room, still feeling dizzy.
After a while, Mom and Auntie came downstairs, laughing and joking.
"Junjun, you're back." My aunt, with her sharp eyes, spotted me first. She quickly pulled her hand away from my mother's arms. I turned my gaze away, pretending not to see her, but our eyes met.
My mother's cheeks flushed instantly. She abruptly turned her head, avoiding my gaze. She softly said, "I...I'll go cook," and walked towards the kitchen.
My aunt, meanwhile, sat down beside me nonchalantly, casually crossing her bare legs and elegantly placing them on the coffee table.
She changed into one of my mother's clothes. The fresh scent of shower gel, along with a few strands of damp hair, brushed against my face.
My aunt chatted with me with a smile. But I could sense her unease and noticed she was secretly observing me.
After chatting for a while, seeing that nothing seemed amiss, my aunt relaxed. She suddenly remembered something: "Oh, right. I almost forgot the important thing."
My aunt stood up: "Come on, Junjun, do as I told you this morning, go apologize to your mother. Don't argue." With that, she pulled me away.
My aunt's peach-shaped buttocks, wrapped in my mother's slightly tight trousers, looked even rounder and plumper, swaying dramatically as she walked.
Holding my aunt's smooth little hand, looking at her graceful figure, I suddenly remembered her alluring charm and seductive moans from earlier... I couldn't help but tremble, my grip tightening.
My aunt immediately shook off my hand. She turned around, her face flushed, looking at me with a half-smile. Her small white teeth were faintly visible beneath her pink lips: "Well, you little rascal, you've got your bad intentions on your aunt again."
"Auntie, I...I..." My face was probably red too.
My aunt was silent for a moment, then took my hand again. She sighed softly, "Sigh, when your mom told me what happened last night, I didn't believe it at first. Who knew you..."
She paused, then looked me up and down again. "Auntie doesn't blame you. It's what happens when you're this age, isn't it? But Junjun, you have to control yourself. You can't keep touching family members like that. Auntie will introduce you to a girlfriend in a while; if you want to touch someone, go for it." She laughed sheepishly.
I felt so flattered by her smile that I let her lead me into the kitchen.
I apologized to my mother haphazardly, not even knowing what I was saying. My mother just kept her back to me while chopping vegetables, refusing to turn around. Finally, she said, "Forget it, what grudge could a mother and son hold against each other overnight?"
My aunt chimed in, "Alright, let's just leave it at that. Junjun, go back to your room, we're busy." Leaving the kitchen, I looked back at the two busy, beautiful figures, and a vow was made in my heart: I must win over these two beauties…
It was late at night, but I couldn't fall asleep. The image of two snow-white bodies intertwined kept flashing through my mind.
My mouth was so dry. Sigh, I'll go to the kitchen for some water.
I walked past my aunt's bedroom and vaguely heard moaning and panting. These were the unique sounds of intercourse.
"Is there another man in the room?" My heart pounded. I tried to listen closer to the door, only to find it wasn't locked. I gently pushed it open a crack and peeked inside, just in time to see my aunt masturbating.
In the soft light, she leaned against the bed rail, her disheveled pale yellow nightgown open, her long, black hair cascading like a waterfall over her snow-white body. Her hands, which often caressed my cheek, cupped her full breasts, her delicate tongue darting out to lick her nipples. The erect, purplish-red nipples revealed their owner's arousal.
"Mmm…lick harder…it's so itchy…" my aunt murmured, her eyes half-closed, her nostrils flaring heavily, her face flushed as if drunk, revealing a wantonness I had never seen before. Her legs were bent and spread wide, her underpants pulled down to her ankles, her thighs glistening, indicating considerable wetness.
I had noticed long ago that her pubic hair was stiff and straight. My aunt rubbed one nipple between her fingers, her sharp nails constantly scratching it. Her other hand slid across her smooth, jade-like abdomen, slowly rubbing along her slightly everted, thick, crimson labia.
"Ah..." she murmured, her lower body involuntarily writhing. A soft "tsk tsk" sound emanated from between her slender, jade-like fingers and soft pubic hair. Then, her index finger bent, stimulating her small clitoris, while her middle finger lightly touched the vaginal opening. The clitoris gradually became engorged with blood, protruding between her labia.
"Oh...you rascal...my cunt is right here...come and fuck me...ah..." Her aunt frowned, panting heavily, moaning dreamily, her tongue licking her full lips, her charming face flashing expressions of both pain and pleasure.
Except for her thumb pressing her clitoris, she inserted the other four fingers into her vagina, moving, rotating, and thrusting. The tender flesh of her vaginal opening was constantly being pulled back, and her love juices were continuously squeezed out. Gradually, a large puddle of fluid formed beneath her buttocks.
Perhaps afraid of making a sound, she covered her mouth with her underwear, her face showing a hint of shyness. But the soft moans emanating from deep within her throat were the most sensual sounds I had ever heard.
My aunt's snow-white body bloomed like a peach blossom. The fine pink sweat that seeped from her skin made it even more radiant. Finally, she shook her head violently, her whole body convulsing, her lower abdomen contracting intensely, her legs clamping tightly around the hand at her mons pubis, her plump, upturned buttocks rising high, and drops of clear liquid dripping from between her legs…
I drank a lot of ice water and took a shower before calming down. Just as I was about to go back to my room to sleep, my aunt came in, drunk again.
My aunt, Mei Xingfang, was thirty-six years old, 171 centimeters tall, weighed 59 kilograms, and had measurements of 35-22-34. She was stunningly beautiful, especially her bright, sparkling phoenix eyes and sweet voice.
“Junjun… you’re still awake so late? Perfect timing… come… help your aunt…” She staggered over, grabbed me, and then nestled her entire body against me. It was truly a warm, soft embrace. My heart skipped a beat, and my blood began to rush.
I supported my aunt's slender waist and led her by the arm toward the stairs. "Aunt, why are you drunk again? It's bad for your health."
My aunt was always surrounded by men at banquets, trying to get her drunk. Luckily, she was quick-witted and had a good tolerance for alcohol, so she had never gotten into trouble.
"Who said I'm drunk? I can still drink... I closed another big deal... Aunt is amazing, isn't she..." My aunt giggled, her shoulder-length hair swaying like silk. The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the fragrance of roses wafted over.
"Yes, yes... I admire my aunt the most." When we reached my aunt's room, I turned on the light and gently placed her on the bed. She lay there limply and quickly fell asleep.
I placed a pillow under my aunt's head and unexpectedly discovered an electric dildo hidden in the corner of the bed, with a few curled, shiny black pubic hairs on it. My aunt masturbates too?!
Looking at her rosy, oval face under the lamplight, her slender, slightly upturned eyebrows, her straight, jade-like nose, her thin yet full cherry lips, her delicate, pointed chin… an uncontrollable lust burned within me.
I really wanted to disregard everything and just… but long-standing psychological trauma held me back. Looking at my aunt, who seemed completely oblivious, I sighed.
That night, I had a very erotic dream. One moment I was my mother, the next my aunt, then my other aunt, then my other aunt again…

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