The Sexually Assaulting Stepmother

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(I) Another boring night 　　on the basketball court . I stared at the ceiling, at the man I called my husband, who was working on me.

"Ah...wife, so good...do you like me fucking you...say you like it...I'm going to cum, wife, wife!"

Then, my husband poured his thin semen into my body, and then he went limp and fell asleep. When he pulled his penis out, I didn't feel that sudden emptiness in my vagina. Looking at his pale, not fat but limp body, and his penis that was below average in size, I only felt empty. It was more interesting to watch the mosquitoes flying around on the ceiling.

My name is Qi Xue, I'm 28 years old. Because my mother needed money urgently for medical treatment, I married this man who had been pursuing me. He was very rich and loved me very much. I had thought about living a simple and peaceful life with him, but a marriage without passion is indeed just a tomb. He's 42 years old. He had a tubal ligation after having a child with his ex-wife, so he can safely ejaculate inside me, but that also eliminates the possibility of me having a child myself. Every night he tries hard to make me happy, and to make himself happy too, but I've never felt satisfied, or even for a moment fully engaged.

I have long, wavy black hair, large, firm breasts, a smooth waist like jade, and a sexy, pert bottom. To anyone, I'd be the kind of woman who drives men crazy. But I don't want to show my unsatisfied desires in front of strangers, so I usually dress conservatively. But even so, I can't stop those perverted men with a keen sense of smell. Once on the subway, a handsome, strong man pressed his erect penis against my sexy buttocks covered by my tight-fitting miniskirt. After getting off the train, he followed me. That day, I was almost ready to give myself to him, but a woman suddenly appeared, pulled him away, and called him "darling."

Strictly speaking, I don't actively seek out opportunities to cheat. But recently, things have changed.

Around 8 p.m. that night, Fang Kai asked me to have coffee. He was my boyfriend before I got married at 25. Although he had a girlfriend, he still harbored resentment about me marrying another man.

"Xiaoxue, I still love you so much, I think about you every day," he said, handing me a box. I took it and opened it; inside was a dazzling gemstone necklace.

"Is this okay? You still have a girlfriend," I said.

"I'm not a two-timing man. If you agree to this, I'll break up with her immediately," he said.

Just then, Fang Kai suddenly made a "hmm" sound, and his expression changed.

Actually, I had done something wrong. I took off my shoes, lifted one foot, and placed it between his legs. Of course, all of this happened under the coffee table. My sole felt his erection; I hadn't touched it for years, and I seemed to have forgotten what it looked like.

"You're already cheating on me," I said to him, while rubbing his penis up and down through his pants with my sole.

"Xiaoxue... ah... ah..." he tried to suppress his moans.

At that moment, the waiter came over. "Would you like a refill?" the waiter asked. With someone nearby, I played with Fang Kai's penis in his pants more vigorously and intensely with my soles and toes. Fang Kai's face flushed red, which I found extremely amusing and arousing. The waiter, also a man, seemed to notice Fang Kai's expression, probably realizing I was doing something provocative. I deliberately lowered my body, exposing a deep cleavage, and the waiter stared intently, almost forgetting he was there for a refill.

But this excitement was fleeting. The boss called the waiter away, and I lowered my legs.

"Xiao Xue, let's go to the hotel," Fang Kai said. He clearly couldn't hold back anymore; his underwear must be wet.

Actually, at that moment, I was somewhat tempted to go with him. Playing with his penis with my toes reminded me of our wild and lewd days of intercourse. But at the same time, my phone vibrated; a new text message had arrived. I glanced at the text message:

"Want to come watch me practice basketball? Get ready!"

I immediately replied:

"I'm coming right away! I won't be long."

I stood up, coldly said "Bye" to Fang Kai, and left. He stood up, trying to stop me, but I ignored him. I thought to myself, "Sorry, I have more important things to do."

An hour later, I arrived at Yangkong High School's gymnasium to watch the school's basketball team practice. Most of the five players were first- or second-year high school students, tall and full of youthful energy and enviable vitality. Remembering that I was once a member of the girls' volleyball team and even won a national medal, seeing them sweating it out on the basketball court filled me with excitement. It was 9 PM, and besides the basketball players and me, there was no one else in the gymnasium. Students weren't allowed in at this time, but Mingqiang, the basketball team captain, had secretly gotten the key. They always worked so hard; even stealing the key, they still trained. Without this spirit, they wouldn't be a favorite in the national basketball competition.

"Mom!" Captain Mingqiang called out to me from the stands. "Come here!"

Yes, 16-year-old Mingqiang is my stepson. I've been married to his father for three years, and he's now my greatest source of happiness.

"Coming!" I walked onto the basketball court.

"Come here." Mingqiang stood under the hoop. At 16, he was already 1.84 meters tall. Although he's not my biological son, I'm still very proud of him. I'm only 1.58 meters tall, and with my still youthful face, standing next to him, no one would ever guess we're "mother and son."

"What do you want to do?" I stood in front of him, and he suddenly grabbed my shoulders, pulling my coat to the ground. Actually, that was the only decent outfit I was wearing at that moment. I had changed clothes as soon as I arrived at the gym, following Mingqiang's instructions to "prepare." Underneath the coat, I was only wearing a dark purple lace semi-transparent bra and thong, my body curves basically completely exposed. He grabbed my buttocks again, and I couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm," straightening my body upwards.

My mature, slightly languid, wavy hair cascaded down, a few of the most graceful strands clinging to the top of my large breasts. My F-cup breasts were full, white, round, and elastic; they were so full that I could feel the flesh piled up on the inside of my arms when I lowered them. The moment my coat was removed, they trembled slightly, like milky-white jelly, with delicate, shy nipples standing upright in the center of the light brown areolas. The silky, graceful curves from my waist to my thighs were like the most spontaneous yet exquisite creation of a master figure painter, a stroke of unparalleled delicacy and natural perfection, like a piece of jade with a layer of snow melted upon it. My buttocks were noticeably raised, as if an unseen hand were cradling their bottom, the curve between my buttocks exuding an obscene, juicy aura. The thin line on the front of my thong couldn't completely cover my vulva; curly pubic hair peeked out from the side. Mingqiang's four basketball teammates were all stunned. Their basketball shorts were clearly starting to show proud tents.

"Ugh!" I blushed and covered my face with my hands. I heard Mingqiang say, "You four, let's have a two-on-two match! Play in half-court and see who can score three points first. The winner can do whatever they want to my Xiaoxue's mother, and the rest of you can only watch!"

"Okay, I'll try first! Who wants to challenge me?" Wenlong, who was a year older than Mingqiang, said. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with dark skin, and looked very burly. When playing basketball, his collisions would scare any of his teammates. "I'll play against you!" An'an said. He was the most handsome in the team, like an idol singer.

"How could you do this! Mingqiang, you're so mean! You can't do this to Mommy!" I playfully punched Mingqiang's chest. "Stop pretending, Xiaoxue's Mommy. Last time I showed you Wenlong's underwear picture, didn't you say you really wanted to see what's under those underwear?" Mingqiang said. Because of that, I turned to look at Wenlong. He was staring at me with desire, his athletic shorts were very high and full, I guessed that his huge member would scare away many inexperienced women.

"Don't get distracted, come on!" An'an said, starting to dribble. Wenlong moved his huge yet agile body against the much thinner An'an. Both of their penises were hard, which obviously affected their agility. I don't understand basketball very well, but I could see that Wenlong wanted to use his physical advantage to block and suppress An'an, while An'an used her agile footwork to deal with him. Meanwhile, the other two teammates on the sidelines, Zhengxin and Cheng Xiaojin, weren't paying any attention to the game between the two. Instead, they were staring at me with lust, rubbing their penises through their pants...

Although they said it wasn't right, watching Wenlong and An'an's match, I suddenly started to feel anticipation...

"Good!" With another thud of the basketball hitting the rim, An'an announced his victory. "Damn it!" Wenlong angrily kicked the basketball far away.

"Looks like An'an won with speed and skill," Mingqiang said. "Xiaoxue's mom, his speed and skill aren't just limited to basketball. An'an, come here and collect your prize. Zhengxin, Cheng Xiaojin, it's your turn!"

Zhengxin and Cheng Xiaojin started their duel, while An'an walked over to me. Mingqiang consciously let go of my hand and stepped back. Up close, An An's face was undeniably handsome. This boy, seemingly from a girl's dream, was actually in the basketball court, his erection gleaming, lewdly staring at his classmate's stepmother… This was something the female students who admired him could never have imagined.

No, his gaze wasn't entirely lewd; it held a captivating tenderness. He leaned close to my ear, exhaling warm breath as he whispered, "Qi Xue, you're so beautiful…" and gently cupped and kneaded my large breasts—ah, I felt like a 28-year-old housewife entering the erotic dream I had fantasized about in my teenage years, my whole body going limp. He took off his jersey and laid it on the ground for me, and I lay down without any resistance.

"Don't be fooled by his appearance, Xiao Xue's mom!" I heard Ming Qiang say. "This guy is a notorious sex devil among all the girls in the grade! He has the face of an idol, but his behavior is completely different!"

I couldn't hear my stepson's words at all, only experiencing An An's wholehearted embrace and caresses. His tongue was longer and more flexible than most men's. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his tongue licking back and forth on my nipples. It felt as if two or three tongues were circling my nipples, gently and sensually rubbing and licking them up and down, left and right... My nipples seemed to be electrocuted, and tiny bumps excitedly appeared on my areolas.

"So...so good...ooh..." I moaned, involuntarily opening my eyes—ah! No wonder it felt different. An'an had undergone special body modifications; his tongue had split in the middle into two branches—it was a snake's tongue! So he could use both halves of his tongue to attack from different directions and angles. And the part of his tongue that had split open was the inside of his tongue, which had been surgically cut and then healed, and had a very different feel from the outside. He used this difference in feel to make my nipples explode with colorful, stimulating pleasure, like fireworks...

"Do you like it?" An'an said. "Every girl in school who's ever kissed me has been unable to resist opening her little mouth down there too."

"Waaah, umm... An'an, you're so horny, so mean... ahhh..." My lower lip trembled from the teasing, my hands tightly clasped to my sides. I'd never felt so intense just from teasing my nipples. Suddenly, An'an bent down, parted my legs, and let his tongue touch my already overflowing flower-like opening—

"Ah, ee-ee-woo-woo~~~ ah...!!" I immediately began to moan even more intensely. Although I couldn't see, I could feel him skillfully using his lips, the edges of his teeth, and his two tongues to create an incredibly rich and frighteningly exciting symphony of licking my labia majora, minora, clitoris, vaginal edges, and inside. His warm, slightly firm lips lightly and heavily scraped and licked the edges and inside of my labia, sometimes taking them into his mouth and pressing his hot tongue against them, delivering the wettest breath directly into my honeypot. What fascinated me most was his skillful use of his tongue to sandwich my clitoris between his two lips, rubbing it up and down and pressing it back and forth… It was terrifying, insane, that a 16 or 17-year-old boy possessed such oral skills. Then, he even used his fingers, inserting them into my honeypot, turning them inside out, and rhythmically and forcefully pressing my G-spot in conjunction with the tongue's attack on my clitoris.

"Ahhh!~~~" I cried out in pleasure, tears streaming from my eyes. My hips arched, my nipples rose, and my thighs trembled uncontrollably—the heat and the trembling felt like an unbearable shaking on my lower body—I reached my first orgasm, and my vaginal fluid gushed out, wetting my pubic hair and thighs. It was so shameful…

"You've already orgasmed?" An'an wiped the fluid from her mouth. "Mingqiang, I never expected your stepmother to be so sensitive. But for a woman experiencing my licking for the first time, it's quite impressive that she's lasted this long. Now it's your turn to make me happy, Xiaoxue."

My eyes were blurry with pleasure from the tears, and I vaguely saw An'an pull down his pants, revealing his smooth, high, and pale penis, as white as his skin. He shaved off all his pubic hair, but what truly caught my eye was the cluster of tattooed wings extending from the base of his penis in his groin area, revealed after the shaving. The sight before me, coupled with the snake-like tongue specifically designed for licking genitals, made me understand why he was called a sex demon. How fanatical and narcissistic he was, to have the tattoo artist give his penis a pair of angelic wings. It seemed he believed his tongue and penis were messengers of God, like angels, bringing good tidings to young girls. Except he worshipped the god of lust…

…and I, could only submit to such a deity, with no other choice. I crawled over like a bitch, grasped his penis, and eagerly shoved it into my mouth. Ah, a taste both strange and familiar—familiar because it was a man's penis, strange because it carried a sweet, lustful scent unique to An An. Every time my mouth touched his penis, I truly felt like a 28-year-old woman completely captivated by lust. When my tongue tasted the fishy and salty flavor of the foreskin, felt the unique firmness and just the right amount of elasticity of his penis, I couldn't resist…

I shamelessly licked his penis, making continuous wet sounds, my fingers skillfully massaging An'an's testicles. Although I don't have a snake tongue, I'm still quite confident in my tongue skills. As my tongue licked and sucked with lewd affection, An'an moaned.

"Qixue, you're so good, mmm, Mingqiang, your stepmother is such a slut who knows how to suck dicks." This young man used a clear, idol-singer-like voice to utter such vulgar and obscene words, greatly satisfying my self-esteem as a woman. Unconsciously, I was already passionately writhing my plump, white buttocks, while An'an played with my breasts with her fingers, grabbing them, shaking them, and squeezing them.

"Why are you shaking your ass? Do you want to be fucked?" An'an said.

"Ugh~~" I pretended to be shy and didn't answer, but just shook my ass even more.

"Heh! An'an, don't think you can have it all to yourself, I'm here too!" It was Cheng Xiaojin who said this. Lost in lust, I could hardly hear the outside world, and I even forgot that Cheng Xiaojin was still fighting with Zhengxin to win the right to rape me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Zhengxin standing there disappointed, while Cheng Xiaojin walked towards An'an and me.

"What do you want to do! I'm not done yet!" An'an said.

"Mingqiang didn't say that we had to take turns fucking his Xiaoxue's mother, we can all go at once. Besides, why should I wait for you to finish? Mingqiang, don't you think so?"

"Yeah," my stepson Mingqiang said. "Anyway, you two can do her tonight, and how you do it is up to you."

"Did you hear that! An'an, you can keep enjoying yourself, but I can't hold back anymore! What's with all the foreplay and licking her cunt for so long? I don't like that stuff. When your dick gets hard, just fuck her into her cunt!" As

soon as Cheng Xiaojin finished speaking, he took off his basketball shorts. My God! His dick was the straightest I'd ever seen, without any signs of bending, and it was incredibly thick. The glans wasn't spread open like a mushroom cap, but rather like a bullet, and the whole dick looked like a wine bottle. A high school student, with such a huge thing between his legs.

"Xiaoxue's mom, you'd better be prepared," Mingqiang said. "Cheng Xiaojin is probably the least considerate of the five of us. He's raped more than ten girls and several teachers from our school, but they can't forget his taste after being raped."

"What rape? This pretty girl is dressed provocatively, she's clearly trying to seduce me into pulling out my dick and fucking her." Cheng Xiaojin walked behind me. Because I was still servicing An'an's delicious penis with my mouth, I couldn't turn around, but I vaguely felt a man with an overwhelming aura behind me, radiating the heat of his massive body. "There's enough water," Cheng Xiaojin said, "I'm coming!"

"Ah——————!" This, this, this is too, oh, too big, it just went in...! I, I wasn't mentally prepared, what is this, something like a heavy hammer poured into my honey hole. My honey hole, which had finally calmed down from the previous licking orgasm, had its internal nerves rest for a while, but was instantly forcibly awakened by the invasion of this huge thing. I felt thousands of pleasure trigger points on the walls of my vagina, frantically scattering and colliding under the invasion and pressure of Cheng Xiaojin's monstrous penis. A tidal wave of pleasure made me straighten up abruptly, my mouth spitting out An'an's penis. The second orgasm arrived; my body convulsed at that moment, my tongue hanging uncontrollably outside.

Without giving me any time to recover, An'an shoved his penis back into my throat, while Cheng Xiaojin simultaneously began intense thrusting. Ah, it was too, too intense. This feeling of being violently violated, this disregard for a woman's physical limits, focusing only on the simplest methods of fucking, on speed and force… even being this man's girlfriend or wife, every sexual encounter felt like being raped…

"Ugh—!" Because I had An'an's penis in my mouth, that was all I could make, tears sliding down onto his penis. Every time Cheng Xiaojin pulled his penis out, I felt the tender flesh of my vagina turn outwards, only to be squeezed back in by his penis. My thighs trembled uncontrollably, and I almost collapsed. An'an could only hold my head with his hands, like a rubber doll, letting his penis go in and out deep into my throat.

"Damn, Mingqiang, your stepmother's vagina is so tight and wet! It's a first-class treasure," Cheng Xiaojin said.

"Mingqiang, let Zhengxin and me play too, how can we resist?" Wenlong said from the side. He and Zhengxin, who had also lost the basketball game, could only stand by and watch, pulling out their penises to masturbate. Their gazes made me even more excited.

"No, we can't break the rules," Mingqiang said. "A bet is a bet, we'll wait for another chance. But I don't have to follow these rules," my stepson said, taking off his basketball shorts.

Ah, my cutest stepson Mingqiang, is he going to fuck his mother too? I saw Mingqiang's penis, the one I was most obsessed with. Its perfectly shaped, slightly upturned curve was incredibly arousing; the foreskin, which contracted and expanded slightly around the glans with each throbbing of the shaft; the extremely rounded, dazzlingly red glans, the glans glistening with clear, lustful fluid; the thick and thin veins on the shaft, as if displaying power; a pair of full, swollen scrotums, adorned with abundant yet soft, pure black pubic hair—everything seemed to radiate the most powerful passion and sexual desire of a man. Come on, Mingqiang, Mommy wants your penis—like that day after I showered, when you forced me to give you a good pounding with your strong, beautiful penis, and then forced your way into my honey pot, plunging your stepmother Xiaoxue into the abyss of lust—

"Cheng Xiaojin, lie down under her," Mingqiang ordered. Cheng Xiaojin complied, changing position and lying under me, biting my nipples with his teeth as he fucked me.

"Xiaoxue's mom," Mingqiang said, "I'm going to fuck your asshole."

As soon as he finished speaking, I felt it—the touch of the perfect glans that I was most familiar with and missed every day was pressing against my anus, which was already wet with the juices of my honey hole. He tentatively pushed forward, and I immediately felt an electric shock-like pleasure. Then he pulled back slightly, gathering strength from my buttocks, slowly invading—

"It hurts! Waaah—no—uh-huh—"

—At that moment, everything was blank, only flesh, only the humiliation and satisfaction of being possessed and penetrated. Ahh, it's coming, it's coming. My most shameful place was swollen and split open. The second little hole slowly and irresistibly expanded. The sphincter and the penis formed a relationship of embracing and fighting. I wanted to cover it, but it hurt so much. Waaah, it hurts, but I still have to do it, for my beloved stepson Mingqiang, for the satisfaction and pleasure of his penis—At the same time, the flesh wall between my honey hole and anus became very thin. I was suddenly scared, so scared, would it break? It's going to break, ahhh—

"Still as tight as ever, Mom. What I like most is the resilience of your two honey holes," Mingqiang said in a cold voice as he fucked me. "Aren't you wondering why we're practicing basketball when we're about to have a game?"

"It's a kind of practice, haha," Cheng Xiaojin said.

"That's right," Mingqiang said. "As the strongest high school basketball team, when we go to other schools to play, beating their teams is only the first step to victory. The second step is to conquer the women of other schools to truly defeat and humiliate them. And you, Xiaoxue's mother, you are our best practice material: a physical prop for practicing licking, rape, and ejaculation." At this moment,

Zhengxin and Wenlong, who had been watching from the side, seemed unable to hold back any longer and walked over to us. I involuntarily grabbed their penises and started stroking them. With An'an's delicious penis in my mouth, Cheng Xiaojin's huge penis in my vagina, and Mingqiang's perfect penis deep in my anus, being played with by five penises at the same time was a first for me in my sexual life. Thrusting, pushing, licking, and biting filled the entire stadium with squelching, slippery, and lewd sounds—ahhhhhhh…

“Mommy Xiaoxue, I want—”

Yes, is it coming? I can feel it, the most lewd throbbing of the penis, the most powerful tide of lust about to erupt from the depths of my testicles—

…

So hot, sticky, wet, and fishy—

…When I finally regained consciousness, I found myself lying there extremely weak, my body slippery from sweat, vaginal fluid, and semen. My hair, nose, mouth, neck, down to my breasts and abdomen, all felt sticky and slippery, undoubtedly covered in a large amount of semen. And between my almost numb legs, a warm flow was slowly oozing out. I slightly raised my head and coughed up a large amount of semen. As I slightly raised my upper body, the semen gathered into a small stream, flowing down the lewd curves of my large breasts and dripping from my nipples. This is me, 28-year-old Qi Xue, a housewife married to a husband with weak sexual ability for three years, completely unleashing my desires...

"You don't know it yourself, do you?" Cheng Xiaojin said. "You were lost in thought for almost five minutes."

"Mom, Xiao Xue," Mingqiang said while wiping his penis with a tissue, "Tomorrow we're taking the bus to another city to compete. Will you come with us?"

I was too tired to speak, but I knew that I had just given the only answer with my lustful body... (II) The Seed of Lust

"Honey, Mingqiang is taking the bus to another city to compete tomorrow. I plan to go with him to cheer him on." I said to my husband at the dinner table.

"What game?" my husband asked, watching the news on TV while eating.

"The basketball league. One more win and we'll be in the finals," I said.

"Oh,"

he replied indifferently, as if I were talking about something completely unrelated to him. His own son had achieved such great results on the basketball court, yet he showed no reaction, just staring intently at the TV screen. I glanced at Mingqiang; he was eating heartily, head down, with a very good appetite. He seemed used to his father's indifference.

The female reporter on the news was Zhou Fangxu, very beautiful and sexy. Recently, she had become famous after her shirt button popped open during a live broadcast, revealing her bra. My husband never missed a news story involving her. Was he watching the news with such focus, or was he watching Zhou Fangxu? I knew I had no right to be jealous, but I was still unhappy. This incident, coupled with his indifference towards our son's life, made me feel that my husband didn't truly need a family from the bottom of his heart. He was just a man in society, obeying the rules of marriage and children, so he did what he did. What his wife and son thought was unimportant to him. Or perhaps, once he earned more money, he'd also have the thought of kicking me to the curb and marrying Zhou Fangxu?

After dinner, I was washing dishes in the kitchen when my husband went through the kitchen into the bathroom to check a faucet that wasn't working properly. Mingqiang walked up behind me and said, "Mom, let me help you," then suddenly pressed against my back, cupped my breasts through my apron, and began kneading them, his fingers deftly pressing against my nipples.

I shuddered, involuntarily suppressing the moan that naturally welled up in my throat. Mingqiang was going too far! His father was right behind that door; if he came out… no, if he just tilted his head back slightly, he'd see this. I instinctively reached out to pry Mingqiang's hand away, but his hands, honed by years of basketball practice and brimming with power, remained unmoved…

“Don’t use this faucet for now, I’ll call someone to fix it tomorrow,” my husband said, emerging from the bathroom. My heart nearly stopped, but Mingqiang quickly pulled away, standing beside me, pretending to help wash the dishes. “The kitchen is small, your mother should stay out of the way while doing housework,” my husband said, leaving the kitchen without even glancing at our son. Come to think of it, it was precisely because he paid no attention to our son’s behavior that Mingqiang was able to frequently find opportunities to seduce me, gradually turning me into his sex slave.

But then again, if my husband were concerned about Mingqiang’s basketball, I would be troubled too. After all, tomorrow I would be boarding the bus with Mingqiang, embarking on an unpredictable journey of lust…

I suddenly felt a pang of guilt and wanted to make it up to my husband. That night, my husband and I were in bed, and I, with a seductive smile, took the initiative to pull down his underwear. His penis wasn't big, but his pubic hair was exceptionally thick, making it look like a pitiful little bird peeking out from a tangled thicket of grass. I put it in my mouth, savoring the texture of the foreskin's wrinkled layers in its flaccid state, circling and teasing it with my tongue. To be honest, I just felt like I had a fleshy object in my mouth, nothing compared to the satisfaction of having Mingqiang's or other basketball players' penises stuffed in my mouth. My husband started groaning, but surprisingly, he didn't get hard quickly as usual.

I looked up at my husband; he seemed a little embarrassed. "Sorry, I've been playing golf with clients all day, I'm tired." He finished speaking, turned to the side, opened the bedside table, and took out a small box containing a small blue pill that he occasionally used.

"Mom! Come help me!" Just then, his voice came from Mingqiang's bedroom. Our bedroom was separated from his by a living room, so if he shouted, both sides could hear him.

"Your mom's busy!" my husband shouted impatiently.

"I can't find something! I need to take it to the car tomorrow!" Mingqiang replied.

"I'll go check it out, I'll be right back." Although I felt a little guilty towards my husband, I really couldn't refuse my stepson's call. Wearing my pajamas, I added a jacket and left the bedroom. My husband sat on the bed, still holding the small pill, hesitating whether to take it or not.

I walked through the living room, knocked on Mingqiang's bedroom door, and went inside. It was a room that seemed to belong to a boy who lived only for basketball. The decorations were only basketball posters and jerseys. Apart from a few items related to schoolwork, the bookshelves were filled with basketball research materials, art books, and biographies. Mingqiang, shirtless and wearing pajama bottoms, stood before me. The dim yet vibrant orange light from the lamp behind him illuminated the boy's tall and alluring figure.

"What can't you find?" I asked.

"I was just saying," Mingqiang said. "Is Dad about to fuck you? It's not good for you to come over like this."

"Ugh! I'm leaving if there's nothing else—"

I turned to leave, but Mingqiang suddenly reached out and closed the door, hugging me from behind. His penis was pressed against my butt crack, and then he pinched it with his hand, rubbing it back and forth on my buttocks like a windshield wiper on a sports car mirror. This contact immediately sent a faint tingling sensation through my entire body. "Don't rush off," he said, "Actually, there's nothing to look for. I just want to play with you."

"Wife!" I heard my husband shout from the bedroom, perhaps the sound of Mingqiang closing the door had caught his attention. "Come back quickly!"

"Wait a minute!" Mingqiang actually answered loudly for me. "Mom is looking for something for me! Only she knows where it is!"

"That's not good, he'll be suspicious," I said, trying to keep my voice down, "and..."

"And what?" Mingqiang slipped a hand inside my underwear, touching the edge of my vulva. "I understand—and you're already wet. If you go back to his place, he'll definitely find out, right?"

"You know that, yet you still…" I could indeed feel the warm, wet sensation of my vagina.

"Because you won't get wet for him. I know there's Vaseline in your bedside table, and every time he fucks you, a little goes down. But, Xiaoxue's mother," Mingqiang whispered in my ear, his alluring breath making my earlobes flush, "if it were me, you'd get wet very quickly. In front of Dad, you're just a sex doll that doesn't produce its own lubrication, but in front of me…"

"Let me go back, please…" My heart was pounding so hard I was dizzy.

"Let you go back? You really want to do this? Don't worry about Dad, he'll fall asleep on his own in a bit. Turn around and sit by the door."

Mingqiang spoke in a different tone. A commanding, unquestionable, yet alluring tone. I leaned against the door, slowly sliding down and obediently sitting on the floor. I looked up at the triangle protruding from the center of his pajama bottoms, and began to smell the unique, obscene scent of his penis. My breathing quickened, and my breasts swayed slightly.

"What do you want me to do…?" I asked, both afraid and expectant.

Mingqiang knelt before me. Because my entire body was almost limp, and he was so tall, even kneeling, his penis was positioned directly in front of my chest. I knew what he was going to do. He reached out and grabbed the straps of my pajama top, pulling them apart—I felt the silk fabric quickly rub against the surface of my large breasts, then scrape against my nipples, and slid down, revealing my full, perky, and smooth F-cup breasts. Mingqiang also pulled down his pants, proudly displaying his vibrant, intoxicatingly erect penis. Ever since I lost my virginity, I've been deeply fascinated by the intense feeling of being used by men to give me a blowjob. In this dimly lit room, the sight of Mingqiang's penis and my enormous breasts face to face creates an atmosphere of clandestine, immoral violation, and lewdness.

"Wait... Ugh...!!"

Mingqiang wiped some of the semen he had collected from my vagina onto his penis, then squeezed my large breasts together from the sides and thrust his massive member into the deep crevice between my breasts. His penis was relatively smooth, but incredibly hard, with many prominent veins, creating a burning friction against the inside of my cleavage. He moved his hips back and forth, driving his merciless penis in and out of my cleavage. I felt the glans, the shaft, penetrating from the bottom of my cleavage against my abdomen, carving a path through the tight crevice between my breasts. Each time he reached his limit, the glans would touch my mouth.

To prevent my body from hitting the door behind me with each thrust, I leaned forward, bringing our bodies even closer.

"Ugh, mmm... It's so hot, so hot, Mingqiang... Ahh..."

Ah, ah, Mingqiang is fucking my tits again. No matter how many times, how many times, I'll never get tired of it... The smell of his penis is overwhelming. I stick out my tongue and lick the glans. The playful taste buds of a wanton woman, upon contact with the wonderful fishy smell of a man's penis, immediately rush to my brain... Penis, lick it, I want it, give it to me, give it to me... My tongue slides around the coronal sulcus of the glans, the tip of my tongue scrapes up and down the frenulum of the glans, I grasp it tightly with my hand, massage, squeeze Mingqiang's balls—my dearest Mingqiang, fuck your stepmother's tits that need fucking, ugh—

"Wife!"

It's husband! His loud voice came, and I was so scared that my heart almost stopped. I coughed up Mingqiang's penis.

"If you don't come back, I'm going to sleep!" he continued to shout.

"You... if you're sleepy, go to sleep first!" I said loudly. Right now, I had no way to give any other answer.

My husband didn't answer, but I thought I heard him grumble in complaint. What could I do? My breasts and mouth were still smelling of Mingqiang's penis, and my vagina was soaking wet. Should I crawl back to my husband's bed like this?

"Now no one will bother us, Xiaoxue's mother," Mingqiang said, bending down to pick me up. His strong arms encircled my body as easily as holding a child, then he threw me onto his bed, looking at me with lustful eyes. No, this is too shameful. I suddenly felt shy. I had only wanted to make my husband happy, how did it suddenly turn into this? My stepson was looking at me with his large, erect penis, while his father was still in his bedroom, unaware of what had happened... Even if he knew, I couldn't leave... But looking around

, I suddenly felt at ease. This was Mingqiang's room, the room where we first broke the rules and had sex. From then on, every time Mingqiang fucked me in this room, no matter how intense the pleasure in my vagina was, I always felt a sense of security. After all, this was the first world Mingqiang and I shared. At any time, I can clearly recall the beginning of this immoral and promiscuous affair…

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Although I've been married to my current husband for three years, I didn't meet Mingqiang in person until two years into our marriage. He had been studying in a small European country with excellent welfare benefits. I asked my husband why he suddenly returned, but he only gave vague answers. And I didn't dare ask Mingqiang directly.

At that time, he was three months away from his sixteenth birthday, a little shorter than he is now, about 1.78 meters tall, but he still surprised me. His relationship with his father had been cold since then, and he rarely responded to my attempts to speak. Moreover, for a while after his return, he spoke with a strange foreign accent, which he gradually corrected. All of this made me feel that he wasn't my stepson, but a distant relative who gave me a headache and even frightened me.

The ice between Mingqiang and me was broken by a very tragic event, one I don't want to recall.

I initially married a man I didn't love because my mother urgently needed a large sum of money for medical treatment. However, after two years of battling illness, a new grave for my mother was added next to my father's, which had stood for ten years. Those were the most painful days of my life; it felt like the world was collapsing at me from all directions. Having lost both parents, I was left with only my husband, whom I didn't love, and my stepson. To please my husband, I devoted myself to being a housewife, rarely contacting the outside world and losing many friends. It seemed impossible for me to have a complete and hopeful life.

And misfortune seemed unwilling to let me go.

One night after dinner, because my period was approaching and I was short of sanitary napkins, I went to a convenience store alone. Feeling depressed, I walked with my head down. Suddenly, I heard a crack, and felt my left hand hit something hard, followed by a sharp pain. Turning around, I saw that I had bumped into the rearview mirror of a sports car parked on the side of the road. Because it wasn't a hard impact, the mirror wasn't damaged.

"Stop!" A gruff voice suddenly came from inside the car. "You hit my car and just walk away like nothing happened?" The car window rolled down, and I could vaguely see two men who looked quite aggressive sitting inside. "Sorry!" I apologized quickly, feeling a surge of fear, and hurried forward.

"This woman, she's like a zombie, not even watching where she's going," one of the men said. "Look at her swaying back and forth, her ass is pretty sexy..." I heard the other man say.

I quickened my pace, not looking back, and practically ran. Looking back now, perhaps my fear and escape only fueled their criminal desires. I heard them open the car door, and then a series of rapid, heavy footsteps followed behind me. Just as I thought I should scream for help, a hand reached out from behind and covered my mouth, while two other hands, whose owners I didn't know, tightly gripped my waist and dragged me into a nearby alley!

"Help...help me..." I mumbled a weak cry for help. Before I was completely dragged into the alley, I saw two patrol officers chatting happily as they walked out from the corner across the street. They didn't notice me...

The hands that were holding me threw me roughly to the ground, and I screamed in pain. It was a dead end with dim streetlights and old residential buildings on both sides. I looked up at the men in front of me—not two, but three. Each of them, their expressions, clothing, and tattoos, revealed their thug status. The leader had two deep, old scars on his right cheek. He squatted down in front of me and pinched my cheek hard with his right hand, making my eyes well up with tears.

"You hit my new car! Walking so fast, are you rushing home to serve your husband? You slut!"

He released his grip, and I tasted the sweetness of blood in my mouth. He had pinched me too hard, and my teeth had pierced the inside of my lip. My initial dejection was now completely overwhelmed by fear. "Please, please let me go, take all of this..." I stammered, pulling out my wallet.

"Do you think I'm a beggar! You slut!" The leader stood up and kicked my right hand, sending my wallet flying. My hand was so painful I couldn't move it, as if my metacarpal bones were shattered.

A fat man behind him kicked open the shopping bag I'd dropped and peered inside. "Brother Zhuang, she bought sanitary napkins," he said to the leader. "Looks like she's on her period, or about to. We can just shoot inside her."

"Take off your clothes and show us your breasts," the leader, called Brother Zhuang, said.

"No...no! Please!" I looked up and saw an open window on the third floor of the apartment building next door, and someone seemed to be peeking out. I shouted upwards. "Help! Help—ugh!"

Another of Brother Zhuang's henchmen rushed up and slapped me across the face, making my vision go black and my cheek feel like it had been burned by hot coals. Brother Zhuang looked up and shouted, "Mind your own business! Or I'll come and deal with you guys later!" And so, that open window, my only hope for help, was shut down...

One of my henchmen ripped my clothes off with a forceful tug, exposing my breasts beneath my purple bra. Looking down, I saw blood from biting my lip, slowly trickling down my neck and onto my breasts. The three thugs' gazes towards me immediately changed…

"Zhang Liu," Zhuang Ge said to the thug who tore my clothes, "you fuck this bitch's mouth first, wipe all the blood clean."

"Yes, sir!" Zhang Liu, panting with lust, immediately stood up, unzipped his pants, revealing his semi-erect but gradually growing penis, and brought it towards my mouth. "No! Let me go—" I was terrified, tears streaming down my face, screaming and shaking my head violently.

"Behave yourself!" The fat man rushed forward and kicked me hard in the stomach. I felt as if my internal organs had been ripped out; the pain made it hard to breathe. Through my tear-filled eyes, I vaguely saw Brother Zhuang slap Fatty across the face, saying, "Idiot! Why did you hit so hard! I don't want to rape a corpse!" Fatty lowered his head and apologized, "Sorry, boss!"

Their conflict did not delay the torture I was about to suffer. Zhang Liu grabbed my hair with one hand and his penis with the other, shoving it into my mouth. Completely disregarding my condition, he began to twist his hips, letting his penis churn wildly in my mouth...

"Oh! So good!" Zhang Liu shouted. "Bitch, does it taste good? I haven't showered for two days, and I fucked another woman yesterday. How does my cock, smelling of urine and cunt, taste?"

Ugh, ahh, it's so disgusting. A strange man's cock smelling of urine, the strong odor hit my nose, it's inside, shoved down my throat... thrusting, rubbing, churning... the big glans is pressing on my tongue, my lips hurt so much... everything is blurry, I can't see anything, I can only vaguely see a dark mass... it's his pubic hair, it smells so bad. He's raping my mouth, his pubic hair is rubbing against my face, my tears and saliva have soaked his pubic hair...

"Damn! Ahh! I'm going to cum—"

Zhang Liu groaned, then his penis trembled, pouring five or six waves of hot, pungent semen into my mouth... Ugh... He pushed his penis as deep as possible, pouring out his semen, my nose buried in his pubic hair... He pulled back, and his penis "popped" out of my tired mouth. I lowered my head and coughed up the semen, the thick, white, turbid liquid mixed with some blood... My heart was still pounding, but it seemed irrelevant to me. Looking at this pool of red and white turbid liquid, a strange and sharp ringing appeared in my ears... Is this... rape, being forced to eat a stinky cock...? This is humiliation...?

"Haha, looks like you cummed too much, it all came out of your nose," Zhang Liu said. "Brother Zhuang, look! I used my semen to wash the blood out of this filthy bitch's mouth."

"Slut," Brother Zhuang said, "Don't waste the semen. Catch it with your hands and smear it on your fat, horny breasts."

I did as he said, catching the blood-tinged semen from her mouth with both hands, smearing it all over my hands, and then reaching into her bra to rub it... Why did I do that? I don't know, I've lost the ability to think. As long as they let me go... I'll do whatever they say... They're using strength and their penises to bully and suppress me, I'm a woman with almost no relatives... So be it, their eyes gleam with excitement, each one of them with erect penises. If this is my fate, then I'll accept it... My breasts are slick from being rubbed with blood-tinged semen, my skin looks like a strange painting, messy white and red swirling lines... Ahh, my nipples are erect, if they like it... as long as they're willing to let me go, I'll please them, just please don't hit me anymore, I can't stand the pain... Anyway, my life has no hope, they can gang rape me, I won't resist anymore...

"Brother Zhuang," Zhang Liu said while continuing to rub his penis. "This woman is incredibly slutty!"

"Fatty, you fuck her now. After you're done, take her back to the hotel, wash her up, and then I'll play with her," Brother Zhuang said.

"Thank you, Brother Zhuang!" the fat man said, strutting over to me with his obese thighs. He shoved me down, pulled down his pants, and pressed his fleshy body against me, making it almost impossible for me to breathe. He used his round, short hands to spread my thighs and rip off my underwear. His breath, reeking of alcohol, made hissing sounds near my ear. I couldn't see it, but I could feel something hard and thick protruding from beneath the layers of fat on his stomach, pressing against my opening.

The fat man licked my face with his tongue and even forced a French kiss on me. Luckily, I was a little out of it, or I would have felt nauseous. He grabbed my breasts, clumsily and forcefully pinching and pulling at my nipples, making me groan in pain. "Feeling good, huh? You're already moaning? You'll feel even better once I'm inside you!" the fat man yelled, then thrust his hips forward. I felt him crush me like a tank made of piled-up fat, and his penis slid into my vagina with a soft plop.

"Ahhh! This slut is so tight! So good! These tits are bouncing up and down from being fucked, so alluring! I'm going to fuck you, fuck you, fuck you to death!" The fat man lifted my legs, trying to put them on his shoulders to fuck me. But his flesh was just too thick, and at 1.58 meters tall, I didn't have long legs, so I could only put them on his fat belly, and they were spread wide apart, making my inner thighs feel like they were being torn apart. While he was fucking me, he took off my high heels and rubbed his nipples with the soles of his feet. I couldn't hear the squelching sounds of fucking, only the sound of his fat belly hitting my thighs.

With a groan, followed by rapid, labored breathing, and finally a long "Ah—", he ejaculated his hot semen into my vagina. He must have felt so good, his belly bulging as he leaned forward… The fat man grabbed my hair and shoved his slick, fleshy penis into my mouth. I didn't lick it; I just let his stinky cock swirl around in my mouth like a toothbrush, mixing my vaginal fluids and semen everywhere, leaving my mouth feeling salty, fishy, and sore. Ah, this fleshy ball with a penis, have I become a sex toy for this man…?

"Wow! That felt amazing!" the fat man said, standing up. "Brother Zhuang, shall we take her to the hotel now?"

"Slut," Brother Zhuang said, looking at me. "Sit up, spread your arms wide, and let the semen flow out. Fatty, shove your cock into her cunt again. Zhang Liu, take a picture like this as a souvenir."

So I saw Zhang Liu take out his phone to take a picture, and Fatty shoved his cock into my mouth from the side, like a sausage lying horizontally in my mouth, pushing up my left cheek. I was completely powerless and delirious. It wasn't so much the pleasure of sex as it was the ordeal of being raped unexpectedly. My whole body and mind were being tormented beyond my control. My "reason" and "will" had been crushed by the most primal, violent, and sexual forces. So I did as he said, sitting with my legs apart, my hands slowly moving down, sliding over my breasts stained with semen and blood, over my still violently heaving lower abdomen, until they pressed against my labia and gently parted them to the left and right. I looked down and saw the cloudy white semen slowly flowing out of her vagina, with air bubbles at the thinner edges. I heard the sound of a phone taking pictures; this scene was now permanently etched in my memory. My forced, lewd state… I felt something inside me, something very important, being carried away by the semen and flowing out, never to return… Anyone who saw this would think I was a shameless slut…

“Brother Zhuang, all done!” Zhang Liu said.

“Okay, take her to a hotel, let her stay a few more days,” Brother Zhuang said.

“What are you looking at? Get lost!” I suddenly heard Zhang Liu yell.

“You brat, mind your own business, go home and drink your milk!” Then came Brother Zhuang’s voice.

Someone’s coming? …Can I… ask for help?

I opened my dazed eyes wide—ah!! It was my stepson, Mingqiang, standing not far behind Brother Zhuang. Although it was a bit cold, he was only wearing a basketball jersey and shorts, as if he had just come back from practice. Because of the darkness, I couldn't make out his expression, but he undoubtedly saw me, the stepmother who should have built a warm family with him and his father, with a lewd fat man's penis in my mouth, my vagina spread open, letting semen flow out...

"No—! Don't!! Don't look!!" Stimulated by this, my rationality suddenly returned. I spat out the fat man's penis, immediately put my legs together, and tried to stand up.

"Fuck you! You bit me!" The fat man suddenly howled in pain, my teeth brushing against it when I spat out his penis. His huge hand swung out violently, hitting me so hard that my vision went black, and I collapsed to the ground.

"Oh? It seems you two have some special relationship?" I heard Brother Zhuang say. "Are you lovers? Or siblings? So, want to get involved—"

Next, I heard several violent blows and a man's screams. "Brother Zhuang!" Zhang Liu shouted, followed by several blows and Zhang Liu's painful howls. "Damn it! Don't come any closer!" the fat man yelled, then I heard the sound of punches, vomiting, and finally the dull thud of a huge body hitting the ground.

My vision returned, and I struggled to sit up, seeing the three thugs lying motionless on the ground. Ming Qiang pulled out the memory card from his phone, slammed it on the ground, and stomped on it. Then he walked towards me, and for some reason, I felt a little scared and shrank back. He picked up my clothes that had been ripped off and threw them on me, saying, "Put them on," and then turned his back.

I shakily put on my clothes, my whole body aching, and it was slow. I stood up and said, "I...I'm all better. Shall we...go back?"

Ming Qiang turned around. "If you don't go back, how can Dad see you like this?" He finished speaking, walked over, grabbed my arm, and pulled me forward. I looked around. Fatty was lying on his back, his nose a bloody mess. Zhang Liu was face down, clutching his stomach in pain, blood and vomit mixed around his mouth. Zhuang Ge was also lying on the ground, one hand pressed against the back of his head, his hand stained with blood. Was Mingqiang really that strong? I looked at his muscular arm; it was that arm that had saved me from further humiliation…

As we passed Zhuang Ge, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Mingqiang's ankle, startling me.

"You brat!" Zhuang Ge said with difficulty, raising his head. "Don't think this is the end of it…"

"Stomp on him," Mingqiang said. "Huh?" I didn't react. "I said, stomp on him. Don't be afraid," Mingqiang added.

I hesitated for a moment, then raised my high-heeled foot and stomped hard on Zhuang Ge's back, making a crunching sound. Zhuang screamed and released Mingqiang's hand, who then led me forward. Although this couldn't compensate for the pain of being humiliated, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction: this boss was pretty pathetic, not only failing to get himself to me but also getting beaten up.

"Let's clean up before going home," Mingqiang said. He led me to an inconspicuous hotel and booked a room. The receptionist looked at us strangely, probably because of my dirty appearance. Entering the room, I instantly felt safe, and I was completely exhausted, collapsing onto the bed.

"Go take a shower, I'm going out for a bit, I'll be back later," Mingqiang said, leaving without waiting for my reply. So I dragged my still weak body to the bathroom, turned on the hot water, and repeatedly rinsed myself. I parted my labia, brought the showerhead close, and endured the burning and pain, letting the hot water wash over my vulva at close range. Is it clean? It seems clean, yet it feels like there's still something... Everything that happened tonight suddenly flashed cruelly through my mind. I slowly slid down and sat on the bathroom floor, starting to cry...

After crying myself to sleep and finishing showering, I lay naked on the bed, wrapped myself in the blanket, and quickly fell asleep.

When I groggily woke up, I felt something soft gently touching my body... It seemed to be on my breasts, tickling me, sob... I opened my eyes, initially thinking it was Mingqiang touching my breasts with his fingers, and my heart skipped a beat. But upon closer inspection, I realized he was applying medicine to my breasts with cotton swabs. There were several scratches on my breasts. He lifted the blanket covering me a little, revealing the upper half of my breasts, and carefully applied the medicine to the wounds. Suddenly, my face turned deathly red.

"You're awake?" Mingqiang said, without looking up at me. "I just went to a 24-hour pharmacy."

"It's okay, it's not serious..."

He didn't answer me, threw the cotton swab into the trash can, took out a new one and another box of powder from the box next to him, which seemed to be a different kind. He dipped the new cotton swab in the powder, suddenly moved closer to me, gently pinched my injured lip with one hand, and began to apply the medicine to the wound inside my lip. He was so serious, his eyes only focused on the cotton swab and my wound... He was so close to me, I could already smell his scent, my stepson, the one who saved me and took such good care of me, that irresistible masculine scent... I let out a soft "ah," my mouth started to salivate a lot, my heart started to beat faster, my body became sensitive, and I began to feel the soft blanket gently rubbing against my nipples... I, I think...

"It's okay." Mingqiang finished speaking and threw away the cotton swab. "I also bought emergency contraception, do you want to take it?"

"No, no need! I'll be right away—" I swallowed the "I'm getting my period" that I was about to say, suddenly feeling incredibly shy discussing these things with my stepson.

"Anyway, I'll leave it in this bag. Eat it if you want. It's almost eleven now, I'm going back first. You rest a bit, but remember to call your dad, just make up some excuse." "

Wait a minute—"

Mingqiang didn't respond, opened the door and walked out, slamming it shut behind him. As the echo of the door closing reverberated in the room, I felt an emptiness in my heart... From that moment on, I knew I would never look at Mingqiang the same way I used to. Because of the coldness we had before, the concept of "stepson" hadn't been deeply ingrained in my mind. The first time I truly knew him was as a "man"... But what happened later proved that the overlap of the two identities of "stepson" and "man" completely pulled me into a vortex of infatuation with him...

From then on, I started to seduce him intentionally or unintentionally, and his responses were often uncertain.

For example, when I was taking a shower, I would deliberately open the door a crack and let him pass me clothes. He didn't peek, but when he handed me the clothes, he definitely touched my hand.

For example, he was watching a basketball game on his computer in the bedroom, and I, wearing clothes that showed my cleavage, went to bring him coffee. He made me sit on the bed next to him, and waited for him to finish his coffee and take the cup away, but he never looked at me.

Another example is when we were on a very crowded bus, he pressed me against the corner, my breasts pressed against his chest, my breath hot against his, but he only stared at the screen of his phone in his right hand…

Gradually, I started thinking about him constantly, wanting to hug him, to kiss him, to have sex with him, to hold me tightly and thrust into me hard, to fuck my mouth, to fuck my vagina… I even couldn't sleep at night in my husband's bed thinking about him, and started masturbating…

Finally, six months later, three months after his sixteenth birthday, my husband wasn't home that day, and I was in his bedroom—I remember that scene clearly—

"Ah! Ahhh! Mingqiang, ohhh, fuck me—harder—"

I lay on Mingqiang's bed, moaning and screaming wildly. My wavy black hair was disheveled, and the sheer, sexy lingerie that best accentuated my beautiful, slightly voluptuous figure was torn in several places. My legs, clad in black stockings, were raised high, my toes pointed out by the intense pleasure. My mouth and breasts were covered with the semen left by Mingqiang after he had fucked my mouth and given me a blowjob. Mingqiang's strong hands each squeezed my two large, white breasts, his waist moving rapidly back and forth. His extremely sexy abs and V-line led directly to the thick, hard penis thrusting in and out of my honey hole beneath his thick pubic hair. The slurping sound was the most beautiful music in the world, and I could only match it with the most unrestrained moans.

Suddenly, Mingqiang pulled his penis out, slapped my thigh, and lay down on the bed. I understood, climbed on top of him, grasped his now slippery penis with my right hand, and slowly sat up, lifting my buttocks until he inserted it. Because it was too long, I couldn't swallow it all at once, making it inconvenient to go straight in and out. So I leaned forward slightly, creating a small angle between his penis and my vagina, and began to rock back and forth. Mingqiang gripped my buttocks with both hands, applying force together. The feeling of that thick, hot column repeatedly moving in and out of my vagina was incredibly satisfying. I was focused on making Mingqiang feel good, so I tried to clench my vaginal muscles as tightly as possible, but Mingqiang's penis was too strong; not only could I not clench, but it also made my vaginal walls feel an even stronger pulling sensation, triggering extreme pleasure.

"Tell me, who are you?" Mingqiang said while he was fucking me.

"I...I am...I am housewife Qixue..."

"No, who are you?"

"I...I am...Mingqiang's mother! Waaah, mmm—"

"Then what are you doing?"

"I...I'm on top of Mingqiang...waaah...fucking Mingqiang's penis! My son's big penis is penetrating my vagina! Mmm—"

"Little Xue's mother, you slutty Little Xue's mother, you like Mingqiang's penis, don't you? His big penis is pressing against your cervix, you want more, don't you? Hmm?"

"Mmm—yes—so good—fuck me harder—fuck me, I'm yours, my tits and my cunt, everything I have is yours, fuck me, woo woo, big cock son, you're Xiaoxue's slutty cock son, mmm ah—so good—"

With a shudder, a large amount of hot semen spurted out. Mingqiang gripped my buttocks tightly and shot six or seven times in a row, each time hitting my cervix and bringing me to the most lewd and supreme orgasm... My already sticky honey hole began to spasm uncontrollably, the vaginal muscles contracting and relaxing, gripping Mingqiang's cock tightly and squeezing out the last drop of semen. So after shooting three more times, Mingqiang finally pulled his cock out.

I collapsed, my head resting right next to Mingqiang's cock. I took his cock in my mouth and licked it, then licked up along the base of his cock to his navel, collecting all the semen that flowed back onto him along the way, swallowing every last drop. It was so heavy, so salty and wet, but so delicious… I nestled against Mingqiang’s arm, looking at him with love…

“Xiaoxue’s mom, you’re even more slutty than I imagined,” he suddenly said.

“Don’t be so direct!” I blushed again.

“But I can be even slutty, even more lewd,” he said, “Are you willing?”

“For you, I’ll do anything… Waaah…” I couldn’t continue, because he started playing with my clitoris with his fingers. Although we kept talking about lust, my heart was filled with happiness…

From then on, we went further and further down the path of lust and incest. I would always satisfy whatever he suggested. If it was something I couldn’t adapt to immediately, like group sex, he would gradually guide me. Now that I think about it, it seemed like I was the one seducing him at first, but actually he was the one seducing me with very sophisticated techniques. And these crazy sex ideas, and his level of skill, are unimaginable for a sixteen-year-old boy. Although he seemed precocious, I still often wondered if he had experienced something unusual during his years studying in Europe.

However, this question was ultimately unimportant to me. It was Mingqiang's sexual manipulation that pulled me out of the abyss of despair and gave me hope for life. I secretly took short-acting birth control pills every day, eagerly anticipating what Mingqiang's ideas would be (because my husband had his vasectomy, and taking the pills might arouse suspicion, so I kept it a secret from him). If I recalled the day I was raped, I felt only fear and never wanted to experience that scene again. But if Mingqiang let me play a game similar to rape with someone I didn't know well, I could definitely immerse myself in it and enjoy it. That's the difference between "sexual violence" and "sex." Just like SM enthusiasts, they trust that the other person won't "violate the other person's will and cause harm," and they have "safe words," which is why they can genuinely enjoy those seemingly terrifying things.

The closer my relationship with Mingqiang (to the point of becoming one with him), the more distant our relationship with his father became. I wasn't entirely without guilt about this, but it seemed like an unsolvable problem...

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After being fucked twice by Mingqiang, I returned to my husband's bedroom. He was indeed asleep. There were two wads of toilet paper on the floor. I picked them up and smelled them; they smelled of semen. My husband used to masturbate, but he always threw the tissues in the trash afterward. This time, he threw them on the floor. Was he trying to subtly express his dissatisfaction with me?

However, this incident didn't really affect my mood. The next morning, I still dressed up excitedly, packed my luggage, and went with Mingqiang to the gymnasium. An 18-seater minibus was waiting for us; it was specially provided by the school for the basketball team. Besides the team members, the manager, coach, assistants, and cheerleaders, everyone else was there. Mingqiang had promised me that, apart from the players who had already slept with me, he didn't intend to let anyone else know about my "stepmother" status, and the players also promised to keep quiet. My role was that of an "assistant," of course, only in name.

Three female high school cheerleaders boarded the bus before me. They exuded youthful energy, chattering incessantly. Their sailor uniform skirts were extremely short, almost revealing their underwear if they were slightly lifted, suggesting they had been specially modified. I had already glimpsed that under one of the girls' skirts, where her vulva should be, the wire of a vibrating egg was hanging out… (Part Three) Inside the bus, flesh intertwined.

This 18-seat bus had two doors, front and back. Following Mingqiang's instructions, I followed the three sailor-uniformed girls and boarded from the back. As soon as I entered the bus, I saw a thick black curtain dividing the bus into two parts.

"Not everyone can come in from this side of the curtain," Mingqiang said to me, standing beside the curtain. A quick glance around told me what he meant. In this back half of the bus, there were only five basketball players, three female cheerleaders, and myself.

"I'm coming in! I have something to announce," a voice came from the other side of the curtain. "Come in," Mingqiang said. Then the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man entered. I'd seen him before; he was Coach Zhang from the basketball team.

"It's ten o'clock now. We expect to arrive at Qiguang High School in Donghai City around noon," the coach said. "After we arrive, you'll have lunch, and then you can rest in the dorms arranged by Qiguang High School. But you must get up at four in the afternoon for some warm-up exercises. The game officially starts at 5:15 PM. Understand?"

The players responded sparsely. The coach didn't seem to care, lifting the curtain and returning to the front of the carriage.

"Is this...okay?" I said. "Dividing it into front and back sections..."

"It's alright, it's all thanks to Zhengxin," Mingqiang said.

Zhengxin sat in the last row, head down, playing on his phone. He was the grandson of a school board member, providing the basketball team with many conveniences. As a student with a special status, he strangely became the most taciturn member of the basketball team.

"The bus is about to leave, sit down," Mingqiang said, sitting in a seat closer to him. A moment later, the bus started moving. I naturally sat down next to him, and glanced back. An'an, three rows behind me, had her head resting on the chair in front of her, displaying her tongue and making a hissing sound. I quickly turned back to observe the three unfamiliar cheerleading girls.

"Hey!" Cheng Xiaojin suddenly shouted at one of the girls. "Liang Qing, put away your cigarette. If you're so idle, my dick is waiting for you!"

"I'm craving a cigarette, not being a slut, you're fucking annoying." The girl called Liang Qing said. She lit a cigarette, put it in her mouth, sat down in the last seat, opened the window, and began to exhale smoke with great flair. "Cheng, I guess I'm being considerate?"

"If your secondhand smoke affects my performance on the game tonight, I'll fuck your hole until it bursts." Cheng Xiaojin said, making a gesture as if he was about to get up and rush at her, but he slumped back into his chair. Cheng Xiaojin,

who always intimidated me with his sexual prowess, which was like that of a crazed rapist, was surprisingly unfazed by this girl named Liang Qing. I couldn't help but find it a little funny, and then I carefully examined Liang Qing's appearance. Her skin was as white as the gleaming white beaches in movies, with black eyeshadow and lipstick, a silver lip ring, and a section of her shoulder-length hair dyed a blue-green gradient. A skull ring adorned her finger, which held a cigarette. She exuded the aura of a rebellious young woman, and her slightly husky voice added a dangerous yet alluring sexiness. Perhaps noticing my gaze, she turned her head, holding the cigarette pack towards me, and said, "Want a smoke?"

"No, no, thank you," I quickly replied.

"Mingqiang," Liang Qing said, "she's the assistant you mentioned, right? The assistant or something, the one who wipes your dick after you pee?"

Mingqiang smiled. I was speechless, immediately blushing.

"Xiaoqing, don't bully her," another girl sitting next to Liang Qing said, then smiled at me. "Hello, my name is Zhong Caining."

"Hello," I said. This girl named Zhong Caining was the stark contrast to Liang Qing. Her long, black hair reached her waist, smooth and shiny like something out of a shampoo commercial, which I envied. Her thin, long eyebrows, paired with her beautiful, slightly upturned eyes, her flawlessly sculpted face, and her naturally rosy lips, made her look like a perfectly well-bred young lady. That super-short skirt that exposed her thighs seemed a bit too long, covering her knees, and her black stockings would be better replaced with pure white athletic socks to match her overall气质 (qi zhi - a combination of temperament, bearing, and style).

By the way, I had heard that she was the school beauty queen at Mingqiang's high school for two consecutive years. Seeing her in person, I understood. Ordinary beauty and sex appeal alone couldn't possibly carry the seemingly easy, yet profoundly meaningful, title of "school beauty queen." Seeing Zhong Caining, people wouldn't first think of a cramped room filled with lustful atmosphere, or a glittering beach where countless women in bikinis vie for men's attention, but rather a clear blue sky, sunlight that seems to shine only to warm the earth and bring warmth to the girl's skin—a beauty that can be called a "facade," a beauty that can establish an alluring image for an entire group.

I was almost stunned. When I was her age, could my delicate features and smooth skin compare to hers? No, I certainly couldn't... It seems that in the eyes of all men, my appearance and figure are mainly about arousing "erupted desire," not the type that can make hundreds of people stare in silence and feel respect. Suddenly, I felt a little disappointed...

I suddenly remembered that before getting on the bus, I saw the wires of a vibrator showing under a girl's skirt. But after getting on the bus, my attention was diverted by the black curtain and the instructor, and now I can't say for sure which girl's skirt I saw. Was it Liang Qing? It doesn't seem like it. Was it Zhong Caining? No, absolutely not. Then…

where was the third girl? She vanished from my sight. I looked back and saw her sitting next to Zhengxin, head bowed, speaking softly to him. She had short, straight bangs tucked behind her ears, and with her large, bright black eyes, she looked incredibly pure and charming. She exuded a beauty still developing, a beauty that seemed to hold countless possibilities, but right now, she could be described as somewhere between a loli and a teen idol. When she spoke, her mouth opened almost imperceptibly, and her hand gestures were incredibly subtle, like a porcelain doll afraid of breaking herself.

Such a pure girl… I doubt she'd get on the bus with a vibrator in her vagina… or am I mistaken? These three girls each had their own beauty, but I hadn't yet seen their lewd side.

Come to think of it, was I wrong? Because of Mingqiang's lewd training and innuendos, I assumed this would be a promiscuous trip that would make me constantly produce arousal fluids. The cheerleaders I'd heard about were supposed to be three women like me, women who had been gang-raped by basketball players (though I'd only given masturbation to Zhengxin and Wenlong). Honestly, before boarding the bus, I was already slightly wet with anticipation… Could it be that the three cheerleaders were just cheerleaders, and I was the only woman on the bus actually hoping for lewdness? I was wearing the same high school sailor uniform as them, but they were still high school students underneath, while I was some impure, lustful older sister…

Ugh, so shameful… I couldn't help but steal a glance at Mingqiang. He was wearing headphones, watching a live basketball game on his iPad. The bus traveled along a rough stretch of road, bumping along, and my breasts, hidden under my sailor uniform, bounced several times, but Mingqiang didn't even look at me. Ugh, if that's really the case, wouldn't I look like a fool...?

But then, though the sound was very soft, I heard a faint, fleeting moan. Turning around to look at the source of the sound, I saw the pure-looking third girl, her eyes lowered, her lips slightly parted... Next to her, Zhengxin was holding something in his right hand, offering it to her... Although Zhengxin was sitting inside by the window, I could see his actions because he was tall. The girl took the object from his hand, and then... stuck out a small, incredibly cute, and obviously very sweet tip of her tongue, and licked the object.

It was a vibrator.

I wasn't mistaken, the bullet-shaped, slightly thicker than the girl's thumb, purple... vibrator, covered with a thin, sticky liquid. The girl, her face flushed, touched it slightly with the tip of her tongue, frowned as if electrocuted, and then pursed her lips in a very cute yet heartbreaking way.

It couldn't be anyone else, it must be her, the girl with the vibrator inside her honeypot. But this high school girl, who seemed like she could be scouted into an idol group at any moment, actually boarded this train with a vibrator between her legs, perhaps even with vaginal fluid still on her inner thighs… Just thinking about it made me a little excited. However, the girl didn't expose herself openly; instead, she sat next to Zhengxin. Zhengxin must have taken the vibrator from between her legs and made her lick it… and the girl's slight resistance indicated she wasn't used to this.

What kind of person is Zhengxin? Silent and reserved, he seemed to be only hinting at things to the girl through his eyes and gestures. Perhaps he was training the girl like Mingqiang had trained me, but in a different way. Suddenly, I wondered… if he had been the one training me from the beginning, would the outcome have been different…?

Mingqiang next to me was watching a basketball game. An'an and Cheng Xiaojin, sitting a few rows in front of Zhengxin and the girl, were discussing something I didn't quite understand. It seemed only Wenlong, sitting two rows behind Zhengxin, had noticed this scene, just like me. He turned slightly to the side, watching Zhengxin and the girl's next move. He and I were both spying from different angles.

I saw Zhengxin approach the girl, reach out, and do something (his hand was blocked by the seat in front of him). The girl jumped slightly and let out a soft "Ouch!" Zhengxin's hand reappeared, throwing something into the aisle between the seats on either side of the bus. The girl shyly swatted the thing under the seat with her foot, and I saw it—it was a bra. It seemed Zhengxin had slipped his hand under her clothes and skillfully unhooked the bra in an instant. The girl lowered her head even further, her long eyelashes trembling slightly with her eyelids.

Then, Zhengxin whispered something in her ear. The girl's eyes widened—

"No!"

she suddenly shouted, and everyone in the carriage heard it. Everyone except Mingqiang, who was wearing headphones, turned around. The girl realized so many people were watching her and quickly lowered her head; I could barely see the top of her head.

"Xiang Hui, you promised me," Zhengxin said.

"But...but..." said the girl named Xiang Hui.

"I told them not to look, okay?" Zheng Xin comforted Xiang Hui, then said to An An and Cheng Xiaojin, who had turned around and were watching with great interest, "Turn back, I didn't tell you to look." In the basketball team, besides Ming Qiang, Zheng Xin was the most prestigious, so An An and Cheng Xiaojin turned back, although they clearly looked unhappy. Zheng Xin also told Wen Long behind them to sit to the side. He didn't order us girls around, probably because he thought it was okay.

"Let's...let it go..." Xiang Hui said in a pleading tone.

"Good girl, you already promised me, you can't go back on your word." Zheng Xin said. There was no hint of lust in his words, but rather a gentle persuasion, even gentleness. Back then, Mingqiang seduced and trained me, going through similar steps that were hard for me to resist. These wicked men made women feel that giving up their most precious bodies was a very exciting and wonderful thing...

What exactly did Zhengxin want Xiang Hui to do? I was getting anxious. And An'an and Cheng Xiaojin, those two extremely lustful men, were obviously even more itchy. They stopped talking and just listened carefully.

"Would you really like it if I did this?" Xiang Hui said.

"It will only make me like you more." Zhengxin said.

"Then... okay... if Zhengxin thinks it's good..."

She took the bait, she gave in... I must have felt the same way she did.

Xiang Hui and Zhengxin switched places, and Xiang Hui went to the window. Xiang Hui stood up facing the glass window. I then realized that she was much shorter than me, maybe only about 1.52 or 1.53 meters tall. She looked out the window, her big eyes flickering with some unease. After taking a deep breath, she suddenly grabbed the hem of her clothes and lifted it up. Because Zhengxin had just taken off her bra, her breasts popped out—

as a woman, I couldn't help but stare in disbelief—what a pair of youthful, vibrant, and alluringly full breasts! Commonly used terms like "hibiscus," "white rabbit," and "jade" seemed pale and inappropriate in comparison to Xiang Hui's breasts. No suitable metaphor could describe her translucent, smooth, and delicate skin; it was as if a finger could linger on it for a moment, effortlessly gliding along her tender curves. No suitable metaphor could describe the beautiful, rounded, moist, and full shape; you couldn't see a stiff "sphere," nor an awkward "papaya" or "chili pepper." The only word you could use was "Xiang Hui's unique breasts." Not to mention the dreamlike pink areolas and nipples… and, judging by size alone, perhaps in a year or two, they would surpass mine. Xiang Hui closed her eyes in fear, her breasts rising and falling gently with her breath, her youthful allure and shyness perfectly blended. If the dictionary were to include the phrase "baby face, big breasts," a picture of Xiang Hui would have to be placed next to it.

I don't know how much time passed—maybe only five seconds—before Xiang Hui suddenly screamed, pulled down her clothes, and shrank back into her seat. At that moment, I, who had been lost in thought, stunned by the beauty of her breasts, finally realized: she was exposing her precious breasts to the window, while outside the window were cars and pedestrians.

"Oh no, someone saw us!" Xiang Hui said in a panic.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Zhengxin said, holding Xiang Hui.

"But it really is... someone really saw us... he was driving at about the same speed as us, and he turned around and stared..."

"What's the point if no one saw us?"

Zhengxin continued to comfort Xiang Hui, trying to convince her that this was a very rare and important experience, something that would make him very happy and proud. It seems Zhengxin is different from people like An'an and Cheng Xiaojin who forcefully conquer women with their sexual prowess. Zhengxin's frequent taciturnity is a good thing, because once he opens his mouth, it's too dangerous. I'm an observer now, so I can make this clear. Simply put, he's similar to Mingqiang in this respect, but there are differences. Mingqiang's verbal seduction is usually accompanied by displays of male strength and sexual attraction, but Zhengxin seems to only need a mouth. If I were the one being seduced by Zhengxin's devilish words, I would definitely… Thinking of this, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Mingqiang beside me. He was still intently watching the basketball game on his phone… I suddenly really wanted him to look this way… to look, to touch his stepmother…

Xiang Hui stood up again. Although her body was trembling, her hands gripped the hem of her clothes, as if she was making up her mind. After a moment of hesitation, she lifted her clothes again, revealing her youthful, enormous breasts that would drive men and women mad. She closed her eyes tightly, afraid to look at anything outside the window. Perhaps due to the reflection, those outside might not be able to clearly see her entire body, but one can imagine that this hazy, sensual beauty would make anyone fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of it even more captivated. This might even cause a traffic accident, right?

"Is...is it okay?" After about a minute, Xiang Hui asked tremulously. "Zhengxin?" Zhengxin

didn't answer, but instead moved closer, placing his hands on the inside of her thighs. Xiang Hui cried out, "Ouch!" Zhengxin's hands continued upwards, lifting her skirt and cupping her not-so-large, round, and cute buttocks, encased in red polka-dot panties. Zhengxin stuck out his tongue, licking her vulva through her panties.

Xiang Hui's entire body froze; her hands, which had been lifting her clothes, fell back down. Because the clothes were rolled up above her breasts, they didn't fall down with them. Xiang Hui let out a soft moan, and Zhengxin suddenly pressed one hand against her spine, pushing her forward until her entire body was pressed against the glass window. No, because her distorted breasts became an obstacle, her abdomen didn't get close to the glass window. Zhengxin didn't stop attacking her vaginal opening. Although it was unclear exactly how he was using his tongue on her, from the girl's rapid moans, one could feel that pleasure was gradually overwhelming her.

"No...don't...someone's watching...ah, no...I'm so embarrassed..." Xiang Hui said, only making some weak and feeble resistance movements. Zhengxin stood up, unzipped his pants, took out his thick, long penis, and inserted it into the gap between Xiang Hui's polka-dot panties and her beautiful buttocks. Xiang Hui's body shuddered, and her legs clamped together. Zhengxin's penis was trapped in the narrow triangular space formed between her inner thighs and her vaginal opening.

"No! Not here..." Xiang Hui struggled, but Zhengxin held her down with his long and strong hands. "I want to be here," Zhengxin said to her. "Xiaohui, you look especially beautiful like this." Then he lifted his body, and his penis seemed to actually touch Xianghui's vaginal opening. The girl whimpered and weakly shook her head from side to side, her breasts rubbing against the glass window, but her areolas and nipples remained mostly in place.

Zhengxin grabbed Xianghui's wrists with both hands and pulled them back, arching her back and raising her buttocks high. Then he adjusted his hips from side to side and thrust forward, and the girl let out a short moan that was both painful and pleasurable. He stopped, and it seemed that only the head of his penis had entered. He then used the strength of his waist and increased the pulling force of his hands, and his penis went deep inside, his abdomen pressing against the girl's buttocks.

"Ugh... ugh...!" Xianghui let out a moan with a childlike voice and a hint of crying, which echoed in the carriage. The atmosphere changed... Wenlong, sitting behind Zhengxin, and An'an and Cheng Xiaojin in front, all watched the scene intently, and Zhengxin didn't stop them anymore. After all, his previous attempts to stop them were just for show.

"Ha, they're getting into it?" The voice that came from Liang Qing was surprisingly Liang Qing. I turned my head and saw her with her head resting on the back of her seat, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from her lips, watching the scene with great interest. And Zhong Caining next to her was... engrossed in reading. Yes, she still maintained the elegant demeanor of a well-bred young lady, her slender, white fingers lightly pressing on the slightly shiny pages of the book, as if what was happening in the carriage wasn't sex, but a prank that wasn't worth disturbing her studies.

The reason I could see Zhengxin's penis thrusting into Xiang Hui's body so clearly was because I had completely turned around and knelt on my seat. Wenlong, who was closest to them, stood up, his eyes gleaming strangely, and his right hand began to stroke his penis... Actually, my hands were also reaching towards my chest and crotch...

"Ugh... ugh..." Xiang Hui kept biting her lip, trying to keep her moans from getting too loud, which only intensified the allure of the scene before her. When Zhengxin first started having sex with her, there was no obvious sound, probably because her vagina was a little tight at first. But after about ten thrusts, gradually, a series of slapping sounds began to emanate from their joined bodies, an irresistible rhythm that gradually brought on a wave of lust. Ah, a tall, mature yet youthful high school boy was pressing a large-breasted teenage girl—likely the dream girl of many boys—against the bus window, thrusting into her intimately and mercilessly… It was clear she was experiencing increasing pleasure; a sliver of her pink tongue peeked out from between her lower lip. He gradually increased his speed and force, his thick, long penis appearing and disappearing between her buttocks. It was evident his penis wasn't thrusting straight in, but rather exploring different angles as it entered and exited, thoroughly ravaging the sailor-uniformed, large-breasted girl's honeypot… The girl's cheek was pressed against the windowpane. Ah, so lewd, so wanton, so… I want to get closer to them, I want to see clearly, I want to smell the scent of their union, but my body can't move…

Ah! A hand is touching me, reaching under my sailor uniform, grabbing my large breasts, pinching my nipples. It's Mingqiang! He was finally attracted; his other hand slipped under my skirt. The moment his fingers touched my labia, I shuddered as if electrocuted.

"So wet?" he whispered in my ear. "You enjoy watching her get fucked? Little Xue's mom, looks like I've discovered another one of your hobbies."

With that, he turned his hand, using his middle and ring fingers to part the shamefully concealed folds of my labia, finding the wet entrance, and then slowly, gradually increasing the pressure, probing inside… Mingqiang's fingers, with a different feel than a penis, explored my vagina, repeatedly opening and closing as they went deeper. I could feel his fingertips, with their superior flexibility compared to a penis, pressing, exploring, and plundering the territory of pleasure within me.

"Ah… umm… come in a little more…" The sight of Xiang Hui being fucked provided me with richer visual stimulation, while also amplifying the intensity of my physical stimulation, making me shamelessly demand more. Perhaps it was because I had been anticipating this moment for so long, longing for the lewd physical contact even before boarding the bus… so when this happened, I couldn't stop my own lust from erupting.

Ah, hearing my voice, An'an and Cheng Xiaojin both turned around to look… An'an gave a lustful smile; he knew what had happened to me… How annoying, but I still wanted to be seen… They were far away, and couldn't see anything except my raised head, so naturally they went back to admiring the spring scenery before them… Look at me too…

At this moment, Xiang Hui turned her head, and our eyes met. Ah, the big-breasted girl being fucked in her honey hole looked so lewd and alluring, her eyes seemed to have a few tears in them, the flush on her cheeks representing both shame and the ever-growing lust, her slightly protruding pink tongue trembling slightly with the man's thrusts. For some reason, after our eyes met, our gazes remained locked, inseparable; she clearly understood that the man behind me was fucking me in some way. Seeing another woman being violated while I was being violated was a first for me. A strange, intense, and lewd feeling arose within me…

Men might become friends by discussing their sexual desires for women, because in that moment they expose their true selves. And women, perhaps, might also develop an ambiguous connection by simultaneously discovering that the other is being violated by a man. Isn't the quickest way to bring people closer by sharing pleasure? And Xiang Hui and I, one being violated by Zhengxin's penis, the other by Mingqiang's fingers, although eleven or twelve years apart in age, both exposed their true selves as women, and so our eyes were locked on each other, unable to look away.

"Ugh... Zhengxin... Zhengxin, my husband... Husband, fuck me, fuck Xiaohui... Husband, you've fucked Xiaohui inside..." It seemed that the eye contact with me allowed Xianghui to relax. She, who had only been moaning softly, began to utter lewd words full of provocation. Hearing her say this, Zhengxin obviously increased his speed and force. His penis, which had been deliberately seeking different angles of insertion, gradually became a simpler straight in and out.

"There are people watching outside... watching you fuck me, husband... husband, do you like it when others watch Xiaohui being fucked by you..."

"I like it, they like it too. The people outside must have hard dicks too. They want to fuck your cunt like I do, Xiaohui. But there's a glass window between us, so they can only watch." "

Because they're not my husband. Xiaohui's breasts and cunt belong to Zhengxin, my husband... Ahh, ugh...!"

Zhengxin's thrusting seemed to have reached its final stage, and the entire carriage was filled with the loud, lewd sounds of him slamming into Hui's buttocks. Mingqiang's fingers suddenly increased their pressure, pressing on my G-spot deep inside my vagina, his two fingers alternating in a tickling, digging motion. The intense pleasure filled my mouth with saliva, my eyes welled up, as if flames were burning from the depths of my vagina.

"Xiaohui, I'm going to cum!" Zhengxin said. "Mmm...husband, cum in me, Xiaohui's vagina wants to drink your soy milk..." Xianghui, her lust reaching its peak, spoke in surprisingly vulgar language. After several intense thrusts, Zhengxin's buttocks tightened, and he began to ejaculate—but I didn't see it, because I also lowered my head, my body trembling uncontrollably, on the verge of climaxing with Mingqiang's relentless attack on my G-spot—

it's coming, it's coming! Ahh, so hot, right there, I felt it, that tension about to erupt, that boundless, frantic surge of lust, the internal orgasm gushing from my G-spot—"Ahhh—!!" I cried out without restraint, wanting everyone in the car to hear, wanting them all to know that Mingqiang had brought me to orgasm with his fingers. "Waaah—!" This was Xiang Hui's cry, the last syllable carrying a heartbreakingly childlike pitifulness. It seemed she too had reached orgasm with Zheng Xin's semen invading her, and so our two women's cries of pleasure intertwined.

Because Xiang Hui hadn't taken off her panties, a large amount of semen had smeared inside them. Zheng Xin didn't immediately pull out his penis, but instead stirred it inside her panties, continuing to squeeze out Xiang Hui's increasingly weak moans. I saw the sticky semen overflowing from the edge of her panties, flowing down her thighs—proof that the large-breasted girl had been wantonly fucked…

Ming Qiang pulled out his finger and put it in my mouth, making me lick my own semen. I sucked on his finger like it was a penis. Zheng Xin finally pulled out his penis, and Xiang Hui slumped into the seat. Behind her, Wen Long rubbed his exposed penis, already extremely excited. Zhengxin and Wenlong exchanged glances, then Zhengxin said to Xianghui, "Xiaohui, look, Wenlong's penis is so hard because of you."

"Mmm...ah..." Xianghui responded weakly.

"It's all because you were so tempting just now. And An'an, Cheng Xiaojin, they all got hard because of you, and they really want to fuck you."

"Stop talking, I'm so embarrassed...I don't want to..."

"It's okay for you to be shy, the more shy you are, the more I like you. You're so tempting, just letting them watch will make them feel suffocated. You promised me you'd try sleeping with other people, now is the perfect time."

"If I sleep with other people, you won't like me anymore..."

"How could that be? You don't sleep with just anyone, it's someone I approve of. I'll only like you more because you're obedient and willing to make me happy. Don't you want your favorite Zhengxin to be happy?"

"Waaah...but I'm so tired...hug me first..."

Xiang Hui didn't truly refuse, and Zhengxin's goal was about to be achieved. He hugged Xiang Hui tightly, kissing her cheek first, then her lips, and then playing with her nipple. "I know you're tired," he continued, "so it's good to have someone keep you company. Who do you want?"

"I'll do it!" said the impatient Cheng Xiaojin. "Damn, I'm all swollen! Let me have it!"

Xiang Hui didn't turn her head, her eyes glancing left and right, only glancing at An'an and Cheng Xiaojin, lingering on Wenlong for a moment. In less than three seconds, Zhengxin understood. He gave Wenlong a wink, got out of his seat, and let Wenlong fill his place. Wenlong helped Xiang Hui up, making her kneel on the chair, her buttocks raised high, and from behind, in a doggy-style position, he squeezed her large breasts while slowly thrusting his penis in. After only a short while, Xiang Hui began to moan again. Wenlong, not particularly handsome but with a muscular, tanned physique, was raping a young darling like Xiang Hui, creating a different kind of alluring scene.

"Damn!" Cheng Xiaojin looked in my direction. "Mingqiang, let me fuck her."

"Do you want him now?" Mingqiang asked me. I didn't answer, but like Xiang Hui, I made my choice with my eyes. "Okay, then go ahead." Mingqiang understood and released my hand. I slowly walked over—towards Zhengxin. Yes, I wanted him. Having just witnessed his lewd acts towards Xiang Hui, I also longed, longed to pin this man down, to be possessed by him, to be played with… it was this very penis that made the girl abandon her innocent facade…

Zhengxin sat in the chair, his penis still sticky with semen and vaginal fluid after he had just finished with Xiang Hui. I walked towards him, passing An'an and Cheng Xiaojin, feeling the heat emanating from them, a heat of heightened lust that hadn't yet subsided, but they didn't touch me. It seems that the other basketball players wouldn't dare to make a move on the woman that Mingqiang and Zhengxin had their eyes on without their permission.

On the other side, I could finally clearly see Wenqiang's large, prominently bulging penis thrusting into Xianghui's pink, full vagina. When he pulled out, he pulled the glans to the entrance, and I noticed that the umbrella-shaped area of his glans was particularly wide and obvious. The recessed space between the "eaves" and the shaft vigorously scraped against Xianghui's small labia, rubbing the mixture of Zhengxin's semen and vaginal fluids to the outside of the entrance before thrusting in hard again. A breathtaking moan seemed to escape from Xianghui's mouth with that thrust, permeating and dissipating into the air filled with the scent of sex. I've always felt that the genitals of men and women are most beautiful during intercourse, that mutual friction, stretching, changing the shape of the body to please the other...

I knelt before Zhengxin and grasped his penis. Seeing an innocent young girl being violated beside me only fueled my desire to lose control. And Zhengxin's penis was indeed quite beautiful, carrying a pungent, lewd scent… only slightly limp from being used. I held it in my right palm like a precious treasure, pressing it against my face with wanton affection, wiping it from my left cheek to my lips, then to my right, spreading the lewd fluids across my skin. By doing so, I carried the scent of his and Xiang Hui's intercourse. This was analogous to a tribal warrior applying herbal juices to his face to boost his fighting spirit—both were preparations for entering the battlefield, and a man's erect penis was my battlefield…

I began licking his penis, coating it with saliva, then sucking it in along with the existing fluids, making smacking sounds, while feeling it quickly regain its rock-hard hardness—

"No!" I suddenly heard Xiang Hui's voice. "Zhengxin's penis is mine... Stop licking it... Waaah..."

It seemed that the sound of my licking had attracted her attention. She turned her head with some difficulty and saw what I was doing. These words could not stop me, and I think Zhengxin didn't want me to stop either, so I raised my body slightly, cupped my heavy breasts, and placed them on the inside of his thighs, enveloping his testicles and part of his penis in my breast flesh. My tongue also wrapped around and licked his penis and glans with greater movements.

"No! Waaah—" Xiang Hui seemed to be stimulated even more and began to twist her buttocks, trying to escape from Wenlong's rape. But this twisting only gave Wenlong a greater pleasure, driving him to grab Xiang Hui's buttocks even harder and slap her tender buttocks flesh left and right. Xiang Hui's moans were a mixture of pleasure, the pain of being slapped, and the resentment of witnessing me licking her man's penis.

I wonder if her current feelings are the same as a man witnessing his girlfriend being cheated on? From my experience as a woman, they are slightly different. When a man sees his girlfriend being raped, his first thought is of her body, and of his own will and dignity being violated. But when a woman discovers this, her primary feeling is that she has lost "love." Of course, there must first be "possessive love," and Xiang Hui's affection for Zheng Xin is clearly extraordinary. I don't want to possess Zheng Xin, but this feeling of "stealing someone else's love" still gives me a more mysterious pleasure, and my vagina is incredibly wet…

At this moment, Zheng Xin suddenly gets up and pulls his penis out of my mouth. What, does he not want Xiang Hui to see this?

No, not at all. He stands up, presses down on the back of the chair Xiang Hui is kneeling on, and pushes her down. These chairs are designed to recline at about sixty degrees for long journeys, so Xiang Hui's body tilts accordingly. Zhengxin pressed down the back of the chair next to him, then grabbed my thighs from below with his strong arms, lifting me up and slamming me back against the chair back.

"Ah!" The momentary pain made my heart race, which only excited me more. Now, I was almost pressed against Xiang Hui, who was being raped. I turned my head, and she looked at me with her eyes wide open, brimming with tears, biting her lip. She seemed unwilling to accept it, but from her trembling moans, as if enduring extreme cold, it was clear that what was suppressing her mind and body was the overwhelming pleasure.

My legs were originally hanging on the edge of the chair, but Zhengxin lifted them up and pressed them upwards, so that my vulva and my thighs formed a very lewd, completely exposed V-shape, with the inside of my legs almost pressed against my large breasts. I'm not particularly slender, and if I hadn't done a lot of stretching exercises for volleyball, I probably wouldn't have been able to withstand this kind of torment. I looked down and saw Zhengxin's erect penis, fully erect, aimed at my most vulnerable, delicate, and secret place—the place I most loved to be touched by a man…

“You can’t do this to her! Waaah… You just fucked her, and now you’re fucking someone else—” Xiang Hui was still protesting.

“Xiao Hui, you’re being fucked by someone else right now.”

“But…but…! Zhengxin, you told me to do this…say you like it, waaah—”

During this brief argument, my lower body was already unbearably itchy. If my body hadn’t been held down, I probably would have moved down and actively wrapped my labia around Zhengxin’s glans. In an instant, I saw a hidden, smug smile on Zhengxin’s lips…I understood; he was teasing both Xiang Hui and me at the same time.

"Zhengxin, I, I want..." I said. "Give it to me..."

"No! You can't take his... Waaah..." Xiang Hui said.

"Zhengxin, fuck me, don't wait, hurry up, fuck me with your big cock..."

"Waaah... No, I'll never listen to you again, Zhengxin, you big liar... Waaah..."

Zhengxin thrust his lower body forward, and the cock I had longed for slid smoothly into my very wet honey hole. Ahh, this is the feeling. Because of the longing, the inside of my vagina began to contract with anticipation even before the glans penetrated. Ahh—I stuck out my tongue, tilted my head back, and finally released the pent-up moans. It wasn't from when Mingqiang started fucking me with his fingers, nor from when I saw Zhengxin fucking Xiang Hui, but before I got on the bus, even before I saw the vibrating egg wire on Xiang Hui's lower body, I had been craving this kind of lustful filling and satisfaction—Zhengxin started moving—

"Ah! Ahh...!" "Ugh...!" Our moans intertwined, surging forward like waves, each trying to outdo the other. I lay on my back, legs raised high, while the sixteen-year-old girl with huge breasts knelt beside me, her breasts bulging from her sides, enduring the abuse of Zhengxin and Wenlong's penises. The rhythm of their thrusts changed constantly; although it was the same act of fucking, the different "tools" produced different slapping sounds. The only certainty was that no matter the angle or rhythm at which my and Xianghui's vaginas were being penetrated, they were always wet and wanton, inherently lewd and feigning shy, swallowing and spitting out the penises they craved, flowing from the depths of their core.

At this moment, my hazy eyes saw another woman's naked body—the rebellious girl Liang Qing. She took off her sailor uniform and walked over. Her body was incredibly alluring, not like a delicate, large-breasted young girl like Xiang Hui, nor like a seductive married woman like me, but refined, well-proportioned, without an ounce of excess fat, like a female aerobics instructor. Her small breasts were adorned with nipple rings, and her ribs, sides, thighs, and hands were covered in tattoos. Most striking was the word "crazy bitch" in cursive script arranged in two rows of arches on her abdomen.

"Having fun, huh?" she said, without a hint of shyness in her eyes. Then she knelt down next to Zhengxin, licking his constantly swaying testicles, and then licking the point where his penis met my vagina. This sudden, novel stimulation caused my vagina to tighten even more, and Zhengxin let out a pleasurable moan. After licking like this for a while, she stood up, wiped her tongue, which was covered in my vaginal fluid, with her hand, and then touched her own vaginal opening with the same hand. I then noticed that each of her labia minora had a metal ring embedded in it. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of sexual awakening and adventures she had experienced.

She walked to a chair across the aisle from me, raised one leg high, and flexibly hung it on the back of the chair, while the other leg could still be straight. She slapped her buttocks and then said to the front of the carriage, "Mingqiang, let's play."

Mingqiang walked over, his favorite penis erect, and stood next to Liang Qing. He glanced at me, and without a word, thrust his penis into Liang Qing's vagina and began to pump. Soon, Liang Qing joined Xiang Hui and me in our moans, only with a slightly different "style."

"Ah! Oh, so good, I've wanted to do this with you for a long time, ahh—it's so thick, it can go in a little more, fuck my pussy harder, oh oh, do you like fucking my big, horny pussy with the IUD? Don't be afraid to fuck it to pieces, fuck it hard—"

I watched for a while, then turned my head and found that there was a change beside me—An An came over and actually pulled out her penis and put it into Xiang Hui's mouth. Zheng Xin seemed to agree, and Xiang Hui didn't resist much, but you could see that she was having a hard time. She had to open her mouth wide to accept the penis that was too big for her, and I could even see a round, mound-like protrusion on her throat as the glans went in and out, appearing and disappearing... It was so exciting to see this up close. I witnessed a pure girl falling into the infinite depravity of lust... just like what I experienced... When she got on the car with a vibrator inserted and exposed herself to the car window, Xiang Hui's lust was still completely dependent on Zheng Xin, but when she and I were raped by different people at the same time, the possibility of climbing out of the abyss of lust disappeared forever. This has nothing to do with whether she verbally consented or not. Once it happened, and she didn't strongly object, the verdict was already decided: Xiang Hui, 16, was a lewd girl.

There's nothing wrong with that… Xiang Hui, you'll understand, just like me, this is our posture, our big breasts, our honey pot, developed and grew for this moment—all we should do is endure, no, not just endure, but moan and clench to please these men, to give them greater enjoyment, which is to satisfy our own lust…

Seeing An An also enjoying herself, Cheng Xiaojin finally couldn't resist and walked over to Liang Qing, who was being fucked by Ming Qiang. He spread her buttocks with one hand and grabbed his beer-bottle-like penis with the other, intending to thrust it into her anus. Unexpectedly, Liang Qing reached out and "slapped" his penis open.

"Cheng Gou, don't mess with me!" Liang Qing said unhappily. "How many times have I told you, if you dare touch me, I'll cut off your dick!"

"Why are you being so fierce! Look how hard I'm swollen, letting me fuck you won't hurt you! Cousin!"

What? So they are...

"Go fuck someone else! I don't do incest! Mingqiang, ignore him, come again, mmm..."

So that's how it is. I suddenly understood better why it was best not to expose my relationship with Mingqiang to people outside the basketball team. Liang Qing doesn't accept incest, and she has such a strong personality. If she knew I was Mingqiang's stepmother, she would definitely say something, affecting the lewd atmosphere.

"Damn..." Cheng Xiaojin made a displeased expression, then while stroking his penis, he turned his gaze to me. "Okay, come here. My mouth is so wet. I want it. I want you to shove your cock in my mouth, grab my breasts hard, I want both my holes to smell like cock..."

At that moment, Mingqiang suddenly picked Liang Qing up and quickly walked to the back of the carriage. There was a row of seats at the very back with a large window above it, covered with light green curtains. He pressed Liang Qing's body down, making her kneel on the seat, her breasts pressed against the curtain, and inserted his cock again. Liang Qing groaned again. Mingqiang glanced back, and Zhengxin and Wenlong understood. They picked up Xiang Hui and me. While I was still feeling unhappy because of the momentary emptiness in my vagina, I was already like Liang Qing, my breasts pressed tightly against the curtain, while Xiang Hui was on my left.

With a soft "plop," Zhengxin's cock plunged deep into my vagina again, and Xiang Hui groaned as she welcomed the cock's re-insertion before I could. My hands gripped the curtain tightly, and I opened my eyes—Ah! I know, I know why Mingqiang suddenly led us to this back to fuck. It was actually two large curtains alternating, and I happened to pull the gap in the middle open a little, so I could see what was outside.

Maybe it was a red light, maybe it was a traffic jam, the bus had stopped! Behind the bus, there were several cars in a row, bicycles in the non-motorized vehicle lane, pedestrians on the side of the road, and many pairs of eyes, men and women… The thin curtain we were pressed against couldn't completely cover the lewd acts taking place inside the bus; people outside could at least see some shadows and some glimpses of our bodies through the gap in the curtain. This was much bolder and more erotic than Xiang Hui exposing her breasts while the bus was moving.

I saw the driver of the bus closest to us stick his head out of the side window, his eyes wide open, showing an expression of disbelief. He wasn't looking in my direction, but rather at Xiang Hui. Xiang Hui was gripping the curtains tightly with both hands, and due to Wenlong's frenzied thrusting from behind, she had unconsciously pushed the curtains up slightly. From the outside, one could definitely see her fair, tender abdomen, her navel, and the way her slender waist trembled with each impact.

Ahh, so stimulating! That man must be thinking, "Am I seeing things?" Perhaps others saw more, still not the whole picture, just fragments that would fuel their endless lustful imaginations. Would they be unable to sleep at night? Would they recall this scene and get an erection, masturbate, or begin to release their pent-up desires while holding the woman beside them?

Before I even realized these sinful thoughts, I had already uncontrollably pulled the curtains in front of me open a tiny gap… just a tiny gap, nothing more. Those close enough could see the rounded lines of my right breast pressed against the glass, but they couldn't see the nipple. If anyone wanted to see, this was the little bit I could offer them. Look at me, look at this tiny bit, and imagine behind the car window, a woman becoming a prisoner of a penis…

So the three of us, different women, were pressed against the back window, being fucked by three men, like a scene from an adult film of group sex. The slight coolness on our nipples and breasts, the mild discomfort and fullness of our breasts being squeezed, our backs arching back in a seductive pose to please the men's penises, our buttocks wiggling uncontrollably—feeling the unique shape of those penises, from the glans inwards into the shaft, then expanding to the scrotum and testicles, that voluptuous, beautiful thing created for crushing and thrusting into a woman's vagina, gathering the most primal and impulsive power of a man's entire body. *Slap, slap*, the most lewd sounds, the tender flesh being mercilessly ravaged, the moans of countless releases, the wildness of being bound and whipped, it seemed as if the body was flying high in the sky while still clinging tightly to the ground, it seemed as if even the pores of the skin buried under the pubic hair were trembling with pleasure—

the lewd cries of the three of us were completely intertwined, almost indistinguishable from one another. Mmm, ahh, cock, fuck me, dick, fuck my cunt, husband, wuwu baby, am I wet? Is it good? I want more, so good, so comfortable, so horny, I love your big cock, harder, so inside, where did it go? Hurry up, spank my ass, grab my breasts, your cock is inside me, I want to be fucked every day, I'm going to die, I can't take it anymore, I love my husband's big cock so much, it hurts, no, I want more, wuwu ahh—

the car, the car, started moving. Those eyes that had participated in this bizarre voyeuristic ceremony began to look away—

our three bodies went limp, sliding down onto the seats and onto the floor. The three men who had raped us, along with An'an and Cheng Xiaojin who had been masturbating while watching, began to ejaculate on us. We were enveloped in a strong, pungent stench. I looked up, watching the white semen spurting from the glans of those penises, one spurt after another, as if time had slowed down. The rain of semen, intertwined on my head and breasts, mingled with the men's moans, falling onto our hair, faces, mouths, necks, breasts, stomachs, thighs, pubic hair… It was impossible to predict which part of our bodies would be covered in semen the next second, coming into contact with the familiar heat of our cunts…

Our three bodies were pressed tightly together, an unconscious intimacy and embrace after the overwhelming assault. Just as men can solicit prostitutes together, the three of us were being fucked simultaneously in the most extreme circumstances, so at this moment our bodies could only transmit warmth and tremors to each other, unable to separate. Liang Qing raised one leg, still touching herself, making moaning sounds. Xiang Hui's cheek was pressed against my shoulder; looking at her, the most delicate and perhaps the most affected, I couldn't help but feel an urge to kiss her and lick the semen off her face. But I was too tired, and I didn't want to disturb her…

Just then, I heard unusually clear footsteps in this erotic bus. I struggled to lift my head and saw Zhong Caining approaching. Yes, I had almost forgotten there was another woman. Had she, who had remained unmoved and elegantly reading her book, finally succumbed and accepted the baptism of these men's penises?

She walked up to us. Strangely, not a single man touched her. Even the most assertive of them, Mingqiang and Zhengxin, turned away to prevent their still-swollen penises from touching her body. Especially Zhengxin, the grandson of a school board member, who arranged this bus trip and had the authority to divide the carriage into two parts with a black curtain to prevent the coach from disturbing his lustful act, would actually avoid a cheerleader… What was going on?

Zhong Caining gently lifted one foot, her sole leaving her shoe—those legs encased in black stockings were so long and beautiful. If you focused your gaze on her calves and slowly moved upwards, you might even get the illusion that her legs had no boundaries. She lightly touched my labia with her toes, causing me to tremble instantly, and then she withdrew her foot.

“Not bad. Try to clean everything up before we stop, after all, we still need to enter someone else’s school.” After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked back to her original seat.

Later, while tidying up, Mingqiang revealed some information to me that, while not helpful in understanding her true identity, was still quite interesting: "She doesn't touch men."

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