Family life

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My name is Baobao. I was born in a small mountain village in western China and I am eighteen years old this year. I am a senior in high school at the city's No. 1 High School. In
my eighteen years of life, I have personally experienced many sexual encounters. I am now writing them down for netizens to have a laugh.

In my mind, sex is an embarrassing word. My growth process has been filled with laughter,
bitterness, embarrassment, and happiness. I have tasted all the flavors of sexual awakening, sexual temptation, and sexual pleasure.

In 1990, I was only five years old and did not understand anything. That year marked the beginning of my sexual awakening. My family lived in a forest farm.
My mother was a nurse at the forest farm hospital, my father was away driving a truck all year round, and my grandfather had not yet retired and lived
with . I shared a room with my mother. At that time, my mother was 28 years old.

I remember one day, my father came back from a trip, and my mother was overjoyed. She took me to bathe in the mountain stream, and we went
to bed early afterward. At night, I was suddenly awakened by a sound. I opened my eyes slightly and was startled: in the dim
red light, my father, naked, was kneeling between my mother's legs, forcefully
thrusting his urethra against her genitals. My mother was naked, lying on her back with a pillow under her buttocks, her head
resting on her hand, her legs wrapped around my father's waist, her eyes closed, softly moaning. Her breasts
trembled with my father's movements, and the wooden bed creaked rhythmically.

My father would sometimes touch and squeeze my mother's breasts, and sometimes suck on her nipples. I was terrified. My
usually strict father was abusing my mother! I dared not breathe, hiding my head under the covers, peeking through the gaps.

After a long time, my father's speed increased, my mother's moans grew louder, and
the slapping sounds became more and more urgent. Immediately afterward, Mom wrapped her arms tightly around Dad's arms, let out a long
"Ah!"

and her whole body began to tremble violently. Dad also cried out, hugged Mom's waist tightly,
moved his hips a few times, and then climbed on top of her without moving.

Dad stood up, took a balloon-like thing off his large penis, looked at it, and said,
"Only once a month or so, that's really too much."

Mom laughed, "You haven't been messing around outside? You can really hold back?" Dad laughed and said, "I have a beautiful wife at home, and
she's like a wolf in sheep's clothing. I have to satisfy her so she won't go cheating! Besides, those people outside aren't
clean either, sometimes I have to take care of it myself." As he spoke, he poured the contents of the balloon onto Mom's breasts; it was
a white, sticky liquid that stretched into long strands. Mom gently asked Dad, "I always have so much fun,
and there's so much fluid. Am I being too promiscuous?"

Dad, while wiping the fluid on Mom's breasts and genitals, said, "At home you're
a capable young woman, but in bed I'll turn you into a slut. Besides, I'm often away and rarely
have sex with you. Our private area is practically dried up; it's rare for us to have a flood of fluids. It's not surprising you're a little horny."

Mom squeezed Dad's penis and said, "Aren't you uncomfortable once a month or two? I'm just worried you'll bring back a disease. You
know, I'm not exactly conservative." Mom said while cleaning herself.

Dad laughed, "Then I'll find a married woman, a regular one?"

Mom said, "You dare."

They laughed and turned off the light, still chatting away. A little while later, the bed started creaking again.

This was the first time I witnessed my parents' sex life, and it marked the beginning of my sexual awakening. After that,
during was home, they did the same thing. I didn't know what they were doing; it seemed like a game.

Sometimes it was during the day, sometimes all day. There was no door between the bedroom and the living room, only a thick curtain.
Mom's cries were loud. I peeked in and saw Dad holding Mom in front of a large mirror, doing it in front of the mirror.
Sometimes Dad was on top, sometimes Mom was on top, sometimes they were sitting on the bed, sometimes they were standing. They
never avoided me, only telling me to go out and play, promising to put on cartoons for me later. In my heart,
cartoons were my life; I didn't care about things I didn't understand.

One day, Mom was working the afternoon shift. During her lunch break, I heard noises coming from Grandpa's room. I went in and saw Grandpa
lying on a rare, well-maintained bed, holding a book in one hand and something in the other,
moving it up and down on his large penis. I asked curiously, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Grandpa didn't stop when he saw me. He said while moving, "Grandpa's not feeling well here, it's a little
itchy. Grandpa's rubbing it." He then took off the cloth covering his penis. What he was holding was Mom's underwear;
I remember there was a yellow lily on it. Grandpa's penis was very big, very black, and had a lot of hair.

I asked, "Your penis is like Dad's, it has hair, why doesn't mine?" Grandpa
chuckled said, "You're still little, you'll have it when you grow up." He then smelled Mom's underwear and
continued rubbing his penis to relieve the itch. Soon, Grandpa's hands moved faster, he breathed heavily, let out a soft groan, and twitched
a few times. He removed Mom's underwear and peed on her vulva—a lot of milky white,
sticky with long strands. Afterward, Grandpa wiped his penis, wrapped Mom's underwear in a plastic bag
, put it in the drawer, locked it, sat down, lit a cigarette, and smiled at me, saying, "Baby, Grandpa will give you a
dollar , if you don't tell Mom about today, okay?" I clutched the money and nodded.

Grandpa pulled me close, gently patted my head, and smiled. I asked Grandpa, "Why is Daddy
's pee different from yours? Mine is like water, while yours is sticky and white. Daddy pee on Mommy's
breasts and belly, sometimes on her face, but yours pee on Mommy's underwear?"

Grandpa took my hand and asked, "Have you ever seen your daddy pee? "

I nodded. "Mommy even helps Daddy suck, and when he sucks it out, it pee on her face." "Are Mommy's breasts big?
Does squeeze them? Have you ever seen Mommy's vulva? Does it have feathers?"

I just kept nodding. "Grandpa, Daddy always bullies Mommy at home. Mommy yells and laughs. Why
don't you do anything about Daddy?"

Grandpa laughed and said, "They're having sex! I'd like to replace your daddy for a bit, but your mommy
won't allow it. You'll understand these things later." I still didn't understand what Grandpa was talking about.

In the summer of 1990, my aunt came to visit me during summer vacation, bringing lots of things. I was so happy, and I
kept pestering her to put on cartoons for me. When Dad wasn't home, Mom often worked night shifts and didn't come home to sleep until
the next day , so I slept with my aunt that night.

My aunt only wore underwear to sleep, not a bra, and I often touched her breasts. My aunt's breasts were round...
They were plump, smooth, and elastic, with small, pale pink nipples. I touched my aunt's breasts, and she didn't seem to mind,
just laughed. Sometimes she would press my head between her breasts, making it hard for me to breathe. Sometimes she would even touch my
penis. I loved touching her belly button, and when it tickled, my aunt would slap my hand and say, "You little glutton, you're naughty, just like your
grandpa , always trying to take advantage!" Then she would pull me into her arms, put my hand on her breasts, and hold me as we fell asleep.

One day, no one was home, and my aunt was watching TV. I asked her, "Do adults drink milk too?
Dad often drinks Mom's milk, and Mom drinks Dad's pee too. Does pee taste good?"

My aunt glanced at me. "Have you seen that?"

"Dad drinks milk as soon as he comes home, while watching TV, and even while sleeping."

"You've never tried it?"

"I'm all grown up now, I don't drink it anymore. Oh, by the way, Grandpa even smells
the clothes . Does milk taste good? Can I drink some of your milk?"

My aunt blushed. "Mine doesn't come out, it only comes out after a man touches it."

I said, "I'm a man, I'll help you touch it and it'll come out!" After saying that,
I to her breasts and started rubbing them.

My aunt dodged while saying, "You haven't grown any hair yet, it's not enough. I'll let you touch it enough at night, but you
can't touch it during the day, it'll be bad if someone sees."

I persisted, and finally, I pinned my aunt down on the corner of her breasts, put my hand
inside , and pinched her breasts. Her breasts were firm and large; my hands were too small to cover them. So I had to use both hands to
massage one breast. My aunt laughed, half-heartedly agreeing. After massaging for a while, she simply lifted her clothes,
unhooked her bra, and lay flat on her rare, beautiful breasts for me to play with. At that moment, I truly saw her
breasts : white skin, proudly erect, with small red dots around the nipples. I touched and massaged them for a while, then tried
to suckle her nipples. My aunt let out a soft moan and closed her eyes. I sucked and sucked, but couldn't get a single drop of milk out, though her nipples
had grown much larger. So I vigorously massaged her other breast. My aunt held my head down with one hand, and with the other, she lifted
her skirt and reached into her underwear, moving her hand incessantly. She gently asked me, "Have you seen your dad's penis?"

I said, "Yes. It's hairy, black, and not very nice, just like grandpa's."

"Is your dad's big? Is it thick?"

I looked around and said, "As thick as a battery."

My aunt said "Oh," and her hand inside her underwear moved faster, humming like my mother.

My aunt let go of my head, reached down and pulled down my pants, grabbed my penis, and squeezed it hard
, muttering, "If only yours were as thick as your dad's, you could fuck me, I'd be
so happy, I want it, I want it, suck it!" I quickly sucked and rubbed, but couldn't suck anything out. I was
so disappointed!

After a while, my aunt shouted, "Brother-in-law, fuck me!" and squeezed her legs together, pressing my head hard against her
breasts. Her whole body trembled, and she slowly slumped down on her rare, beautiful breasts, letting out a long breath and
stopping. I was terrified, thinking I'd done something wrong. I quickly got up, pulled up my pants, and dashed out
the door. As soon as I opened it, I saw Grandpa standing there with a bag of groceries, a puddle of water at his feet. I bumped into him,
scattering the groceries everywhere.

In 1993, I was eight years old and started school. In my hazy understanding, I learned some things about relationships between men and women:
what my parents did was called sexual intercourse, the clothes my mother wore to cover her breasts were called bras, white urine was called semen, a penis was called a penis, and
my mother 's vagina was called a vagina. Things changed at home: Dad was transferred to the provincial capital, Mom was transferred to the county hospital,
Grandpa had retired and stayed at the forest farm, and my aunt had started working and didn't come to visit often. She only
stayed The house was quiet and empty, except for my second uncle who would occasionally come to stay for a few days. These were the happiest
days for my mother.

Because of her work, Mom had much more free time, and her clothes were much prettier than before. She also often wore
light makeup. People often said that Mom was still so beautiful, full-figured, and radiant, like a young woman. I was very
happy to hear that.

I remember a period when my second uncle went to the city for training and stayed at our house for nearly two months. My mother and I were very happy.
My mother was cheerful all day long, often singing, her face flushed with a rosy glow that was rarely seen on her face. At night,
they would watch TV close together. Sometimes my mother would rest her head on my uncle's shoulder, and he would have his arm around her waist. One day,
I saw my uncle actually placing one hand on my mother's breast, which was covered by her pajamas, and gently squeezing it. They would watch
videos very late into the night. On Saturdays and Sundays, they would get up very late, sometimes not leaving the house at all,
just sleeping, watching TV, or chatting and laughing.

One night, I woke up needing to pee. As I passed my mother's room, I saw the light was still
on, and the sound was very loud. It was the familiar sound of my mother moaning during sex. The door wasn't closed properly, and the thin
curtain couldn't block out the light. Thinking my father had returned, I gently lifted the curtain and saw
a scene I can never forget: in the dim light, my second uncle sat naked on the edge of the bed, having
sex with my mother, who was also naked. My mother sat on my second uncle's lap, her arms around his head, her feet on the bed,
moving up and down, her breasts heaving, her head tilted back, moaning loudly. My second uncle buried his head in my mother's chest, his mouth
on her nipple, his hands holding her buttocks, thrusting in rhythm with her.

With my mother's up-and-down movements, the "plop" sounds were incessant. After a while, my second uncle stood
up, carrying my mother and walking around the bed, moving as he went, asking my mother, "This is how you go deep.
Have you ever played like this with him?"

My mother didn't answer, her legs tightly wrapped around my second uncle's waist. After a while, my second uncle placed my mother on
the small cabinet beside the bed, lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and inserted his penis into her vagina.

At this moment, they were facing away from me, and my mother's vagina was somewhat indistinct; it was just dark, hairy, and her labia
were thick and long. My second uncle's penis was very long, and the thrusting was quite deep. With each thrust, some
fluid flowed out of her vagina, dripping onto the cabinet. My mother's breasts heaved violently. "Second brother, fuck me harder! Oh… oh
…

" my mother moaned loudly.

While fucking her, my second uncle looked down at my mother's vagina and said with a smile, "Your vagina is so big;
most people couldn't handle it. Only he can satisfy you. Mine isn't as big as his. Are you enjoying it?"

"Feeling inferior? You're not as big as his, but you're more skilled, have more tricks, and it's more exciting!"

After a long while, the two of them got off and stood on the carpet. Mom had one foot on the bed, and Uncle hugged her from behind,
thrusting his penis into her vagina, pumping in and out repeatedly, his hands kneading her breasts. The speed increased, and then
Uncle shuddered a few times, letting out a long "ah," before stopping after a few more thrusts.

Mom lay flat on the bed, reaching down to remove a balloon-like object from Uncle's penis; it contained some watery
substance. Mom looked at it, touched it, and laughed, "These kinds, both the slightly pointed and the spiral ones, are very
stimulating and can even prolong ejaculation. You gave me two orgasms in one go; I'll use these from now on." She casually tossed it into the wastebasket
, got up, carefully dried her genitals, and then dried Uncle's penis,
kissing . Then she climbed on top of Uncle and started talking. "I haven't felt this good in four months. My husband isn't here,
so I rarely orgasm. Sometimes it's really hard, I can only touch and rub myself, but it's not satisfying."

My second uncle lifted one of my mother's legs, touching her labia, and said, "No wonder, at that age, you're like a tiger in
the throes, and after being separated for so long, your belly must be starving. Why don't you find a way to make up for it? My husband won't know. Besides, you're quite open-minded. I heard you have a lover in the hospital, is that true?" My mother laughed and said, "Don't listen to that nonsense, I only have this with you!" Saying this, she grabbed my second uncle's penis and shook it. "Yours is indeed a bit smaller than his, but yours is long, lasts longer, and has more variations, it's quite stimulating. I've been so happy lately. Hey, you won't tell your wife, will you?" My second uncle pressed my mother down, lifted one of her legs, and licked her vulva with his tongue, saying: "I'm going to tell her you seduced my brother. I'll make her come and argue with you." Mom said, touching her breasts. "My second sister-in-law is even more open-minded than me; she wouldn't care. After all these years, she probably knows something. If she really comes, I'm not afraid. I'll let my baby 's dad's big cock fuck her, let her taste her brother-in-law's prowess, and that'll even things out. Besides, you've been touching my breasts since I was little. You were the first person to fuck my cunt. You fucked my cunt first, then hers. We were so unrestrained when we were young..." "The toilet at home, your bed, my bed, outside my brother's bedroom door on his wedding day, the rare and precious spot in the house is where we often do it. I remember once when Mom and Dad were at a meeting , it was just the two of us at home, and we did it all day long on the big bed. My pussy was swollen from your fucking. From when I was little until my wedding, I don't know how many times you've fucked my pussy." Mom closed her eyes lightly, letting her second uncle kiss her, from her labia to her thighs to her toes, then from her belly, waist to her back, finally stopping at her breasts, and Mom hummed softly. Suddenly, her second uncle said, "I suspect your second sister-in-law and Dad are having an affair." Mom opened her eyes abruptly, as if surprised: "Really? Dad's old, how could he? How do you know?" "Once I went to the countryside for a few days and didn't come back until 2 a.m. Dad had just turned off the lights. I did it with your second sister-in-law , and I found her vagina was full of semen, as if she had just been fucked. Even the towel she was using was wet. There were no other men in the house, except Dad." "Could it be that your second sister-in-law did it with another man?" "I had my suspicions at the time, but I didn't say anything. A few days later, Xiaolan told me that when I wasn't home, her grandfather would often teach her mother calligraphy in his room at night, humming and making noises, and wouldn't come out for a long time. I thought there must be something wrong! I just didn't catch him in the act." Mom sighed and slowly said, "The old man is really pitiful. Mom died early, and you're often away in the countryside. My second sister-in-law has had a hard time too. As long as you don't mind, just let them be. They may be old, but they're not heartless! My baby's grandfather used to take advantage of me, peeping at me while I was bathing and stealing my..." Bra and shorts, but he didn't dare touch me. I think they both had the same idea. Besides, aren't you messing with me too? Let Dad have some fun with your wife too, let Old Ma have a taste of tender grass, and experience the flavor of his daughter-in-law! My second uncle slapped my mother's buttocks and spread her legs: "Why don't you let Bao's grandpa fuck you?! Let him lick your fat cunt too." My mother giggled and squeezed her legs together, saying: "If he were half as good as you, I would have let him fuck me long ago. He has the desire but not the guts..." They laughed and rubbed, kissed and touched each other. I don't know how long I stood up, I forgot about peeing. Only then did I come back to my senses from the shock, tiptoed to the bathroom, came back and went to sleep, but I couldn't sleep. My mind was full of my second uncle's penis and my mother's vagina. As the years went by, I grew up day by day, and I gradually understood some things. There was curiosity, shame and inferiority, as well as novelty and excitement. My mother always bathed me when I was little, and she never avoided me when she bathed me. I remember it was a Sunday evening in spring. Only my mother and I were home. After her bath, she wore a bathrobe and squatted over the tub, rubbing my shoulders. Under the bright light, I looked up and suddenly realized that my mother wasn't wearing anything under her bathrobe. Her legs wide, right in front of my face. Right in front of me was my mother's vulva. It was the first time I'd seen my mother's vulva so close. There wasn't much curly black hair, distributed on her lower abdomen, with a few droplets of moisture on it. Her labia were smooth, and her labia majora were thick and long, about the size of my hand. Her labia minora were somewhat dark, and part of them protruded from the labia majora. With the movement of her arms, her labia minora jutted forward. —This was my birthplace? This was the place where my father and second uncle had fucked me, the place that made them ecstatic? And now, right before my eyes , my face almost touching it, I suddenly felt an urge to touch it, to feel what a vulva was. So, without hesitation, I reached out and touched her labia majora. Soft, smooth. Just as I was about to touch my labia , Mom suddenly squeezed her legs together, slapped me across the face, and yelled, "What are you touching? You're being naughty! This is no place for you to touch!" She dried her hands, her face flushed, and left. I felt so wronged. Why was Mom happy when Dad and my second uncle touched, kissed, and even had sex with their penises, but I couldn't even touch it, and she even hit me? Filled with resentment, and with the burning pain behind my ear, I started to . Very late, I drifted off to sleep. In my dream, I felt someone touching my head. I opened my eyes and saw Mom! She was still wearing that bathrobe, sitting by my bed. Mom leaned down and kissed my cheek, gently asking, "How old are you?"

"You're eleven years old now,"

Mom sighed softly. "You're all grown up now, and there are some things you should know."

Then Mom explained the physical development of men and women and some physiological phenomena to me. Suddenly, I understood
a lot, as if I had grown up all at once, and some of my ignorance about sex gradually became clear. She even
took out my penis and pointed, "This is the foreskin. Yours isn't long yet; it will retract when you grow up. This is the glans;
it's very sensitive. There's some smegma inside the foreskin; you need to clean it often. Sexual intercourse is when you put your penis into
a woman 's vagina and keep thrusting; that's when the man ejaculates." As she spoke, she kept retracting my foreskin. My penis
immediately became hard, and I felt a strange, very comfortable sensation. I also flipped it back and forth; it was quite fun.

"This is called masturbation. It feels good, it's okay to do it occasionally, as long as you don't do it too often."

I tried masturbating, and suddenly I wanted to see a woman's vagina, so I asked my mother, "Mom, I really want to see a woman's vagina
right now ."

My mother laughed and said, "I knew you would have this thought. Here, come on, look at Mom's! It will help
you understand some things."

After saying that, she sat on the bed, lifted her bathrobe, and pulled her legs up, revealing her vagina. I got up, turned on
the bedside lamp , and carefully looked closer. Afraid I wouldn't understand, Mom pointed and showed me: "This is pubic hair; the distribution is different for men and
women . These are the labia majora; they're closed when you're small. These are the labia minora. This is the clitoris,
like a little bean, very sensitive. This is the vaginal opening; inside is the vagina. When a man puts his penis inside the vagina
and thrusts repeatedly, it's called intercourse, what we usually call 'fucking.' At the end of intercourse, the man ejaculates, and the sperm
combines with the woman's egg to form a fetus. When a woman orgasms, there will be vaginal discharge. Oh, my juices
are flowing out!"

As I looked, I touched Mom's vulva with my hands: pubic hair, labia majora, labia minora, clitoris, and vaginal opening.

Soft and moist. The flowing fluid stretched into long, long threads. Mom hummed softly,
rubbing her clitoris with two fingers. I even put my fingers inside her vagina. Thinking about my second uncle's penis going in and out inside
, I felt restless. I said, "Can I put my penis inside you?"

"No! You're too young. You can only do it when you're older. Besides, I'm your mother. You can't put it inside me
; you can only put it inside other people's vaginas. Are you uncomfortable? Let me help you."

She then laid me flat on the bed, knelt beside it, and first took my penis in her mouth. After wetting it,
she squeezed it repeatedly with her hands. ____I felt so good! I asked, "Can I have sex with my aunt?"

My mother thought for a while, then said, almost to herself, "She's horny too! She flirted with your father too; maybe
they 've been intimate. ___You can have sex with her, as long as she's willing!"

I touched my mother's breasts; they were soft and bigger than my aunt's. While my mother masturbated me, she also touched her own
clitoris, humming softly. Soon, I felt a pleasure I had never experienced before,
surging throughout my body, then flowing back to my penis, making me breathless. Seeing my reaction, my mother moved her hands even faster!

A suppressed, aching sensation concentrated at the tip of my penis, making me feel as if I were floating in the air. I tightly gripped my mother's
breasts, involuntarily exclaiming, "Ah! So beautiful!" My penis throbbed a few times before
quickly going limp, a little clear fluid leaking from the tip. My mother glanced at it and said, "You're still too young
! You haven't ejaculated yet."

She then gently took my glans in her lips and sucked on it. I shivered, broke out in a cold
sweat , and felt limp and listless, only wanting to sleep. My mother wiped my sweat, covered me
with a blanket, kissed me, and turned to leave. I noticed her face was flushed. I slept soundly that night
.

From then on, my mother never bathed me again. I often masturbated; masturbation had a wonderful
feeling. When I masturbated, I often recalled how my mother and her mother had sex, always wanting to secretly watch them.
Secretly watching them make love became my hobby. Whenever my father came home, I would try every means to peek. Sometimes, if I couldn't see him, I would
eavesdrop on their lovemaking—it was so exciting! While watching or listening, I would masturbate. Gradually, my
pubic hair grew back, my penis became much thicker, and my foreskin could no longer cover the glans. I could even ejaculate
milky white semen during masturbation… I secretly told my mother about these changes in my body. She smiled gently and said,
“You're growing up. Be careful not to masturbate too frequently, and don't think about sex all the time. Focus your energy on
your studies .”

In the days that followed, there were many changes in our family: my mother was transferred to the provincial capital, my father stopped driving his car, and
our family was reunited; my second uncle's family and my aunt's family were both transferred to the provincial capital, and I started junior high school. My family bought a big house in
the suburbs , and my second uncle and aunt's families often came to stay with us. Everyone was very
happy together. I secretly watched my second uncle and aunt, and my aunt and uncle having sex. I also saw my mother and second uncle, my father
and aunt, my mother and uncle, and my father and second aunt having affairs. Their conversations increasingly revolved around sex
, which I found exciting, novel, and fun, and I wanted to experience real sex myself.

In my mother's bedroom, on the bedside table, there were all sorts of condoms and various sex DVDs.
When they weren't around, I would secretly take them out and watch them, masturbating as I watched. After watching, I realized there was so much sex
involved : masturbation, intercourse, anal sex, breast sex, oral sex, group sex, child sex, incest,
homosexuality, wife-swapping, etc. One DVD was even a video of my parents having sex! Every night,
the light and sounds coming from their bedroom fueled my urge to secretly watch. Almost every day, I found used condoms in the trash can
, all filled with semen. Some were used by my dad, some by my second uncle, and some by
my aunt's husband. I even knew their sizes and preferred colors, and whether they used
towels or paper as pads during intercourse. When I masturbated, I ejaculated onto these towels, and at night I'd see them using them
as . During

the Mid-Autumn Festival of 2000, my second uncle's family went on vacation, while my aunt's family of three came to our house for the
holiday as usual. That night, under the bright moonlight, the six of us stayed up late. My dad and aunt's husband frequently clinked glasses,
and my mom and aunt also drank quite a bit; their faces were flushed. The four of them talked animatedly, saying
things that were rather veiled, and occasionally whispering to each other. My younger brother and I watched TV for a while and then went to sleep. But I...
I couldn't sleep; the sound of running water in the bathroom kept me awake. They usually had sex at times like this
, so this was the perfect opportunity for me to spy! My mother and aunt came in one after the other to check if we were asleep. I pretended to
be fast asleep , and they tiptoed out.

A long time later, I heard familiar sounds of sex and moaning coming from my aunt's room upstairs, along with some
noisy talking and low laughter. I quietly got up and went upstairs, only to find my aunt's bedroom door wide open,
the light on as usual, with only a pink curtain hanging down. I gently lifted the curtain a little and peeked in, only to be stunned by what
I saw : in the bedroom, not only were my aunt and uncle there, but also my parents! They were all
naked.

Dad was on top of Auntie, his buttocks thrusting forward repeatedly, his hands kneading her breasts,
kissing her neck. Auntie had her eyes closed, softly humming. Mom, on the other hand, was straddling Uncle,
head tilted back , eyes closed, moving up and down, Uncle's hands tightly squeezing Mom's breasts. The large Simmons
bed creaked under their weight. After a while, they stopped. Mom and Auntie
lay the edge of the bed, legs drawn up, while Dad and Uncle stood beside the bed, each inserting their penis into their vaginas and thrusting.
After a while, they pulled out simultaneously, switched positions, and continued thrusting.

They were both wearing condoms, and the sounds of their thrusting were loud, like a cow's leg being pulled from mud.
Mom and Auntie were even squeezing each other's breasts… Suddenly, a word flashed through my mind—"wife-swapping"!

This kind of thing was happening in my home, with my own family!? Wow! How exciting!! I was stunned.
I felt an unbearable swelling in my penis, and involuntarily stood at the doorway masturbating. My eyes were on them, but my mind
was blank; all I could hear were their heavy breathing and moans. I forgot the time, forgot I was peeping,
my mind filled with fantasies of my mother and aunt's blissful moments.

My aunt inadvertently opened her eyes and immediately saw me masturbating at the doorway.

"Baby!"

All four of them turned to look at me, as if I were a thief caught red-handed,
stripped , unable to hide or not.

My aunt whispered something in my father's ear, pushed him away, got up and walked towards me, gently took my hand,
pulled me to the bedside, embraced me, and stroked my hair—I could only submit to their control. My aunt's breasts
were soft, and she was slightly sweaty. My penis pressed against her thighs. She kissed my cheek, then smiled at
my parents, saying, "Bao'er's grown up, he knows how to masturbate now, and his penis has gotten quite a bit bigger! You should teach him some
things. Since he saw it today, why not let him participate too? Let him experience it for the first time, what do you think?"

My mother pulled out my uncle's penis, blushing and panting, and said, "He's never done it before!

If you don't mind, you can deflower him!"

My aunt took my hand, and she lay flat on the bed with her legs spread wide. My uncle quickly pulled off my
underwear . "Hey, there's some hair! But not much, he's still young. Should we use a condom?"

My uncle smiled at my aunt. "Don't worry! Let him ejaculate, I won't get pregnant. He's still young, and it's his first
time , it's a rare opportunity!"

My uncle said, picking me up and placing me on my aunt's stomach. My aunt grabbed my penis and guided it, and I
immediately thrust it into her wet vagina! A warm, moist sensation enveloped me; I felt as if I
had found my home. A surge of novelty, excitement, lust, and desire erupted within me. I grasped my aunt's breasts with both hands,
squeezing them hard, mimicking my father's movements, thrusting my hips back and forth, in and out. My aunt watched me with
a smile , her hips moving in sync with my rhythm, her vagina tightening and loosening rhythmically.

They all stopped, watching me move. This was my first time having sex!!

Mom got up and moved closer to my penis, stroking my aunt's clitoris with her hand: "You're so lucky,
you get three penises tonight, what a bargain! You can only do this once with Bao'er, you can't do this with him again! Otherwise
it will affect his health and studies."

My aunt glared at Mom: "I'll come to your house every day now, playing with Bao'er or my brother-in-law, it'll drive you crazy!"

Mom reached out and plucked a handful of my aunt's pubic hair: "You dare! I'll pluck all your pubic hair, leaving you bald
!"

A wave of pleasure washed over me, from my toes to the top of my head, my desire surged, concentrated on my penis,
I shivered, and a stream of semen shot into my aunt's body, hot and sore all over. My penis throbbed
a few times and then stopped, as if it had suddenly fallen from the sky onto my aunt's voluptuous body. I lay limply on my aunt's
breasts, not wanting to move. My aunt's labia tightened, and my penis fell out. This was my first
real sexual intercourse, in my own home, inside my aunt's body, on this unforgettable Mid-Autumn Festival night!! I was
no longer a virgin! Although I was only fifteen!

My mother and aunt carefully dried my penis, their four breasts swaying in front of me. I reached out and
touched each one, and they didn't object at all. I was so tired! I wanted to sleep!!

My aunt's husband laughed and said to me, "Your aunt gave you your first taste of sex today. Was it good? Don't get too carried away, kid. If your
aunt isn't here, will you climb on top of your mother?"

My aunt's husband turned to my mother, "Will you let your son have sex with you?" My

mother rolled her eyes at my aunt's husband, "You can have sex with me, but my son can't? As long as I like it, anyone can have sex with me !" My aunt's husband carried me to my bedroom, covered me with the blanket, and turned to leave. After a while, their lewd laughter
came again ... The years passed by, and I grew into an adult. I grew accustomed to their dissolute lifestyle, and gradually, I became indifferent to sex as well. In these three years, I slept with my aunt, my second uncle's wife, my second uncle's little cousin, my classmates, and even the prostitute next door. Sex is beautiful, it's pleasurable, like eating—perhaps essential, perhaps optional ; your attitude towards sex determines your behavior. Three years of sexual life have left me with a bittersweet experience. The regret I have from these three years of sexual life is that I haven't slept with my mother; the comfort is that I still haven't slept with her. She understands me, cares about me, and I can even watch porn with her and masturbate in front of her without her scolding me. She doesn't hide her sexual encounters with my father, second uncle, and aunt's husband from me; she only allows me to watch, not touch her body. Such deep mother-son bond!! I love my mother, I love life, I love this family!!!

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