[My Days with My Stepmother] (Complete)

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My Days with My　　Stepmother

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**************** ... My father was heartbroken for years after my mother's passing, always blaming her for leaving so quickly and leaving him all alone. So, from the time I was little, he was always learning to take care of a baby, a fragile little life, until I went to elementary school, junior high, and high school. 　　When I was 14, I asked my father to remarry, telling him that I was old enough to take care of myself and that he shouldn't waste his precious youth. At first, my father disagreed, but he was only around 35 years old and still young, so I kept persuading him until he finally got a girlfriend and got married when I was 16. 　　Of course, I was overjoyed that my father had finally been moved by my words and remarried. I showered them with attention, urging them to have another child, a younger brother or sister, so the house would be more lively. They both shyly nodded in agreement. But later, my father secretly told me the truth: he was infertile. He said he had secretly gotten a tubal ligation when I was in elementary school, which almost made me faint! I even scolded him for being so "stupid"! Fortunately, things turned out well for me and my stepmother… 　　My stepmother is a very young, beautiful, and mature woman named Fang Wenshu. She's only 24 years old and has a great figure. From her appearance, I think her measurements are around 35-24-35! When I first saw my stepmother's figure and face, my heart pounded wildly and couldn't stop for a long time. 　　I learned that my father was infertile six months after his marriage to my stepmother. He told me himself, even hinting that I should have a child with her. At first, I didn't pay attention, but when he said it again, I was shocked. I exclaimed, "Dad... that's impossible! She... she's my mother!?!" 　　But he insisted it was okay, saying he still wanted a son and a daughter, and told me to decide for myself before leaving without looking back. 　Watching his departing figure, I understood the pain of a man's infertility. I thought how much better it would have been if my father hadn't made such a foolish decision. He probably never imagined he would remarry! He probably never imagined he would want children ! Indeed, my mother's sudden death brought him immense despair, emptiness, and pain. Perhaps it was out of a desire to focus on caring for me and to show his love for my mother that he resolutely decided to have a tubal ligation. I shook my head at my father's helplessness and went to do my own thing. 　　And so, my father, stepmother, and I lived peacefully for over a year. I was almost eighteen . I hadn't done anything inappropriate to my stepmother, but I paid close attention to her every move. Gradually, inappropriate feelings developed in my heart for her. I didn't think my stepmother was a promiscuous woman; at least she didn't show it to me sexually. Although she would often gaze at me with deep affection, I didn't deliberately avoid it. Instead, I let her gaze upon me, though I ignored her. But unexpectedly, a strange sense of excitement arose within me! Since my father married my stepmother, he had been like a dead man. Every night, I would eavesdrop outside their room, but there was no sound. Sigh! Was my father really determined to give me?! He came home very late every day, and every time he got home, he would just collapse into bed without caring about my stepmother. He wasn't like a responsible husband at all. Was he creating an opportunity for me? The pressure in my heart increased with a lot of doubts. 　When I turned eighteen, my stepmother's life began to change drastically, which surprised even me! 　　Let me tell you about some of the things my stepmother did when I was home! 　　As my father came home later each day, I spent more time with my stepmother, and the saying "familiarity breeds fondness" proved absolutely true. At first, my stepmother always dressed very neatly at home, even when she didn't go out. She always wore heavy trousers and skirts, completely obscuring what she was wearing underneath. But over time, her clothing gradually changed, becoming more and more sexy. Sometimes she would wear a tiny tank top that showed her navel with super short shorts (the kind that showed her buttocks), or a loose sleeveless dress with a super short mini skirt that reached her hips. I was her, my heart racing with her every move, my eyes constantly circling around her impressive figure . I would suddenly see her bra and deep cleavage or her plump buttocks exposed when she bent over, wearing all sorts of sexy lace panties. I almost had the urge to take advantage of her, and I almost forgot that she was my mother. 　　At first, I didn't know why my stepmother had suddenly changed so drastically, but I was definitely influenced by her. I finally started to officially make her the object of my sexual fantasies, masturbating in my room four or five times a day to relieve my lust for her. 　　It was as if my father was orchestrating things behind the scenes, driving everything from behind the scenes. My relationship with my stepmother continued to develop, while my father seemed to have truly become invisible, disappearing from my daily life with my stepmother. After a while, my father's image gradually disappeared from my mind. "What...what is going on ? Why is this happening? Why?" I kept asking myself. 　　Because of my stepmother, I gradually fell in love with her. Besides masturbating while fantasizing about my stepmother,

I also fell in love with my stepmother's underwear, which she took from the bathroom, of course. After each shower,
unlike wouldn't hide her clean underwear at the bottom of the laundry box. Instead
, she deliberately placed the underwear she'd changed into that day on the top shelf, especially her panties. It was only
after I'd picked up her panties and masturbated several times out of curiosity that I realized she intentionally
placed them so prominently for me to see!

Her underwear was always fresh, changed that day, and had a very unique scent—a peculiar perfume
mixed with the secretions from her daily bodily functions—a pungent yet fragrant aroma that kept me
deeply aroused, further stimulating my sexual desire and allowing it to grow uncontrollably.
Ah!! I think I've truly fallen in love with my stepmother!

My stepmother's panties thus became my daily masturbation tool. I would usually put her
panties over my head, breathing heavily and licking the part covering her genitals between my nose and lips, or I would put
her panties over my penis, experiencing the pleasure of my stepmother's genitals rubbing against the panties and fantasizing about penetrating
her vagina while masturbating. Otherwise, I would wear those tiny panties, barely covering my erect penis up to
my thighs , feeling my stepmother's slender waist and flat stomach, so
several times the panties were torn by my large penis.

After more than half a year of this, I had observed for a while, and my stepmother hadn't said anything,
except that she would blush and become shy when she saw me. So, I decided to put
the semen I had just ejaculated on my stepmother's panties back in the top of the laundry box, so that my stepmother could also enjoy it.

After I turned nineteen, my stepmother became even bolder. She usually kept the doors and windows tightly closed when she took a bath, but
when I went to the bathroom to get her underwear, I was surprised to find that she hadn't even closed the doors and windows properly,
leaving ridiculously large gaps.

"Doesn't she know there's a son at home? A lustful, hot-blooded young man!"

This made me both surprised and delighted, and strange emotions surged through my mind. I couldn't help but think, "This...this
...

how could my stepmother...do this?! If this continues, it will be terrible!!" A surge of rationality
made me stop in my tracks. I took my stepmother's underwear and went back to my room to masturbate.

"My stepmother had been like this for a month, and I still didn't dare to peek at her while she was bathing. Then one
Saturday night, as I passed my parents' room, I heard a moan: 'Ah...ah ah...'

Curious, I opened the door to peek. I guessed it must be my father, unable to resist, having sex with my stepmother
. As I reached out to secretly open the door, it silently slid forward, revealing a
crack . I was startled and held my breath, but the moaning didn't stop; instead, it grew louder.
I breathed heavily, relieved, and peered through the crack. To my surprise, I saw my stepmother
lying on the bed, masturbating and making lewd noises. My father wasn't there!"

Upon seeing this, I instinctively closed my eyes, desperately trying to control myself from looking, but
my body reacted rapidly and uncontrollably. Soon, my face flushed, my heart
pounded, my breathing became rapid, and my penis throbbed painfully, wishing it could burst forth and
find something to release its pent-up desire. My legs were rooted to the ground, and my entire body
trembled slightly, sending out signals of pleasure. My mind was filled with the image of my stepmother's naked body, which I couldn't
shake off, even arousing a desire to peep at her masturbating. After

a long while, my mind went blank. My lust finally overwhelmed my reason, and
I was instantly consumed by desire. My tightly closed eyes were controlled by lust, and I immediately opened them wide, staring intently into the doorway!

As I looked inside, the door suddenly creaked open! At that moment, my stepmother came
out . We looked at each other in surprise, face to face, and simultaneously exclaimed, "Ah!" We stood
there motionless.

What surprised me was this: "How did stepmother recover so quickly? Did I stand here for too long and
miss the show? Ah!! Why is stepmother dressed so scantily? Her nightgown is even see-through, and her two round breasts
are so clearly visible!! Her private parts are just a dark patch, so alluring!!
How ... how are you now...?"

My stepmother, on the other hand, was surprised by this: "Why is he still here? He's been watching for so long,
why hasn't he gone back to his room? Ah!! His... his penis is so prominent, it must be huge... He...
why is he still looking at me!! Could it be... could it be that he wants to... Oh!! Although... although I really want to... but... I'm
not ready yet!! Now... what should I do now????"

I was the first to recover. I awkwardly said to my stepmother, "Mother... Mother... I... I was just
passing by your room... no. I didn't expect you to come out...

Mother... Mother... goodnight. I'm going to sleep now..." After saying a bunch of nonsense that even I didn't understand,
I turned and slipped back into my room.

After watching me run back to my room, my stepmother said very softly, "It's...it's okay...I...I'm
going to the bathroom...goodnight...my son

...my...love..." Her voice trailed off, and she murmured the last four sentences inaudibly
before going back to her room.

That night, after running into my room, my heart was pounding wildly, unable to calm down for a long time.
I vaguely heard my stepmother speaking, and then I heard her close the door. I breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking back to what she had just
said , I couldn't make out what she was saying, so I simply ignored it and forcefully lay down on the bed, closing my eyes, trying
to sleep. But I couldn't fall asleep. The image of my stepmother's naked body kept appearing in my mind, gradually becoming clearer. I couldn't help but
recall the moments I had just experienced. My stepmother's figure was incredibly beautiful. Only after she took off her clothes could I see
her complete figure. She was so beautiful and captivating, exuding an alluring and sacred aura. Her body
was illuminated by the light, emitting layers of hazy glow, making her look so vivid yet so
enigmatic , like looking at flowers through fog, the more you looked, the blurrier it became. Unless you looked very close to her face, it was all a hazy blur.
Truly, unless you hold her tightly, you'll only ever hold onto the moisture—the mist—that permeates the air.

This fantasy, lasting all night, led me to secretly go to the bathroom, grab my stepmother's underwear, and bring it back to my room. I covered my
head with it, pressing it against my nose and lips with one hand, while masturbating with the other, still
fantasizing about my stepmother. I ejaculated five times that night. During this time, a sudden thought occurred to me: "I
...I want my stepmother...I want...I want to be her man...Dad told me this before,
and my stepmother is becoming more and more...I want...I must have my stepmother...this incomparably beautiful woman...

Mom...Mom...soon...I...I must...I must possess you...your goddess-like
body...I...I will...I will satisfy you. I...I will make you bear children...daughters..."

…Let us…go together…

to the witch…ah…I’m coming…Mom. Mom. Can you see…I’ve
ejaculated for you again…we’ve lost…one more son…or daughter…Mom. Oh.

My love…do you know…I’ve fallen deeply in love with you…Mom…do you know
…

do you know…Dad has already tacitly approved of me being with you…you…do you understand…Wen Shu.

Oh…my love…” I kept pouring out my deep love for my stepmother in my mind,
which increased my confidence and determination to face her, and thus I drifted off to sleep.

The sunlight had already illuminated my room, and only when my body felt warm did I groggily wake up. Slowly
opening my eyes, the light filled them, causing pain and a wave of dizziness. I instinctively raised my hand to
shield my eyes from the direct sunlight, and it took a while for my eyes to adjust to the impact. I glanced at
the time; it was already 11 a.m. Thankfully, it was a weekend, otherwise my classmates would have laughed at me at school. I
stretched and then jumped out of bed, almost losing my balance on the ground. My legs were still trembling
slightly , probably from excessive masturbation the night before.

Leaving my room, I rubbed my hungry stomach and went to the kitchen. I saw my stepmother busy there, and just then,
her gaze turned in my direction. I had no choice but to awkwardly greet her, "Good... good morning, Mom!!"

"It's not early anymore... it's already noon... and you're still saying good morning..." My stepmother immediately blushed and lowered her head to chop
vegetables as she spoke.

"Well... good afternoon, Mom..." I said, feeling quite embarrassed.

"Okay, okay... don't say anymore... are you all hungry? Mom... Mom will have dinner ready soon, son...

wait a moment!!" My stepmother said, bringing two dishes to the table.

"Oh... okay... Mom... no rush!" As I spoke, I turned around and looked around, but I couldn't
find my father anywhere. So I asked my stepmother, "Huh! Mom... Mom... where's Dad? Isn't he here? Or
is he resting?"

"It's amazing you still remember your dad! Your dad... he's the chairman of the company now... he goes out to socialize with friends on
weekends , let alone on weekdays. You... really, you... you
didn't even notice?... Your... your dad's efforts... are so... painstaking!!" My stepmother abandoned her restraint
and hinted at her words.

"I...I...I know Dad. Dad's very busy...He takes good care of the family...I know he works very hard
...He raised me all by himself...I..."

I knew what my stepmother was talking about, so I looked at the ground and boldly spoke my
mind .

"That's right...So you must be filial to your father. Whatever he says...you must do...
that 's what makes a good, obedient child." My stepmother interrupted me, speaking with her back to me.

"Yes...yes...Mom...you're right...I should...I should listen to Dad and be
a good son ..." I said awkwardly, lowering my head to my stepmother who had her back to me.

Then there was a period of silence between us. I quietly watched my stepmother cook. When she turned her back to
me, I realized she was only wearing the transparent nightgown I'd seen yesterday, with a kitchen
scarf her upper and lower body, but the back of the nightgown was exposed. She was wearing a bra and panties today
, but to me, it seemed as if she was completely naked in front of me. Her proud breasts, her alluring, snow-white,
plump buttocks, and that thick, dark forest made my penis swell rapidly. I
quickly turned around, pressed my hand to my genitals, and took a deep breath.

"Alright! Son... ah... it's ready to eat... you must be very hungry, right? Come and eat! Since it's just
the two of us... I'll cook something simpler, hurry up!!" My stepmother suddenly spoke from behind me.

"Ah... ah... oh. Okay... okay, Mom... coming right away!!" I was startled and quickly turned around
to respond.

Sitting down at the table, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! Mom... this... is this a Manchu Han Imperial Feast? How... how
can it be so abundant? There's ginseng, abalone, and shark fin in there! Look!!"

"Silly... silly boy... Mom. Seeing how hard you always work, you'll wear yourself out, so... so
Mom specially prepared... prepared this to help you recover... How is it... is it delicious?" My stepmother blushed and
looked at me with affectionate eyes.

I could already understand my stepmother's good intentions, so to please her, I picked up a lot of food and ate it,
praising words like, "Mmm... mmm... um... um...

so... delicious... Mom... it's so... delicious!!" I deliberately ate noisily.

My stepmother blushed, even more so than before. She crossed her hands and rested her chin on her hand, watching me eat heartily, and
said with a charming smile, "Hehe... you don't have to exaggerate just because it's delicious... come on, try this..." My stepmother picked up
a piece of pig's trotter for me.

"Mom...you...why aren't you eating?" I looked up and saw that my stepmother hadn't touched her bowl, so I asked.

"No...no rush...Mom likes to see you eat! Anyway, I can
eat !" my stepmother said with a smile.

"Mom...this...isn't this bad for you?...You...you're like this...I...I..."

"It's okay, don't worry about me...just eat as much as you can, it's good for your health." My stepmother brought me
another bowl of bird's nest soup.

"Mmm...mmm...okay...Mom. Then I won't be polite..." I ate heartily.

My stepmother still watched me eat at the table. She hadn't touched her chopsticks even after I finished. After I
finished eating , "Leave the dishes on the table. Go and rest. Let Mom do it."

"Mmm...Mmm. Mom...I'll go to my room now...Thank...Thank you, Mom...I...I love you..."

After saying that, I ran to my room in a flash, leaving my stepmother standing alone in the kitchen, deep in thought about
my words.

That evening, the atmosphere at dinner was awkward. My stepmother quietly watched me eat,
serving me food and soup. I ate silently. After dinner, she tidied up the kitchen and prepared to take a shower,
as she always did every day. I had been hiding in my room all day because of her, and
wanted a change of pace, so I turned on the TV and
watched . The show made me laugh so hard, and it slightly eased my
feelings of longing for her.

But soon, I heard her voice from the bathroom: "Xiao Ren... could you get me a towel?"

"Oh... oh... okay, coming right away." Without thinking, I immediately went to my parents' room to get the towel
.

"Mom... I brought the towel..." I said, reaching my hand holding the towel into the bathroom.

"Ren... could you bring it in for me? I'm... I'm taking a shower..." my stepmother said from inside.

"Oh...ah...what...Mom. Is this alright?" I asked cautiously, but my mind, as if
already out of control, had broken free of my body and flown into the bathroom, imagining my stepmother in the shower
.

"Silly...silly boy...you...you've already seen it...and...hurry up...bring it in..." my stepmother
said again from inside the bathroom.

At this moment, my willpower had vanished without a trace. I blankly lifted my foot, pushed open the door, and went in:
"Mom...Mom...I brought the towel..."

I said, looking down.

"Silly boy..." my stepmother said.

Suddenly, I was enveloped by a wave of heat, and my stepmother's beautiful face appeared before my eyes. My
body was being held tightly by my stepmother, and her two large breasts were pressing against my chest. I couldn't take it anymore. I hugged my stepmother's body tightly with both
hands , lowered my head, and kissed her lips. My stepmother kissed me passionately,
and the towel was falling to the ground. Time seemed to stand still.

For a long, long time, we separated, gazing at each other, our eyes burning with the flames of love. We both
wanted to make love, to satisfy our years of longing and thirst.

I lay down on the bathroom floor with my stepmother in my arms. To my utter surprise, she was incredibly passionate. She quickly
stripped me of all my clothes, grabbed my already erect penis, and knelt down to give me oral sex. I
was stunned, stammering, "Oh... Oh... Mom... Mom... This... This can't... No... No
... Mom... Mom... Oh... I... I... Love... You... Okay... Okay..." In the end, I
had to admit that I loved my stepmother too. Since she had already given up everything to do that with me, I
naturally went along with it.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ren'er... Ah... Mom... Mom... Can't... Bear... Years... of
... Longing... For... You... I... I... Love... You... Too

... Ugh... Ugh..." my stepmother said as she sucked on my penis.

"Oh...oh...Mom...it's all...it's all my fault...I...I didn't listen to Dad...Dad
...I didn't...I didn't talk to you...to you..." I cried with joy because of my stepmother's confession.

"Ren...don't say anymore...it's all Mom's fault...Mom...I'm fault...No...nothing...
okay...say nothing..." My stepmother also said with tears in her eyes.

While enjoying my stepmother's blowjob, I looked at her beautiful hair and said excitedly, "Mom...Mom...

I know what you...mean...it should be my fault...

but...now...we...aren't we...already...doing it...?...Oh...

oh. Mom...Mom...you're so...amazing...oh oh.oh..."

I knew what my stepmother was talking about because my father had never had sex with her before or after the wedding. My stepmother had long
been unable to bear this life without comfort day and night. She had a lot of doubts in her heart. After my father
explained to her in private and told her to go for it, she reluctantly agreed to my father's request. Only then did she dare to do such a thing. Otherwise,
she would never have dared to do it even if she were beaten to death! But both sides were bound by ethics and dared not actually do such a thing. Now,
the stepmother's initiative broke down the long-standing barriers and differing beliefs between them, and they were about to come together.

The stepmother kept sucking, licking, and biting my penis, and thrusting up and down in her throat,
making "ooh...ooh...ooh..." sounds from time to time.

"Mom...Mom...Wen...Shu...good...good. I...I...want...to...cum...want...want...

to...cum...oh.oh.oh.oh..." My penis couldn't take it anymore from the stepmother's blows, my body trembled
, and a stream of hot semen shot straight into the stepmother's small mouth.

My stepmother didn't get up; instead, she continued blowing on my penis, and a bunch of semen flowed from her mouth,
instantly covering my penis. Her blowing technique didn't make my penis shrink;
instead, it grew even stronger, allowing me to continuously enjoy the post-ejaculation orgasm. Seeing that my penis was still so strong, my stepmother
opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, carefully licking the surface of the semen from the base of my penis. She ate it,
which made me feel even more affection for her.

"Mom... Wen... Shu... I love... I love you... Let's... Let's... Let's... Do it?" I
said, looking at my stepmother with affection.

"Son... Ren... No rush... Our defenses... are already down... There's no need to rush...
Let's... Let's take a bath together...

What do you say?" My stepmother looked up and sat down beside me, saying.

Hearing her stepmother's suggestion, she thought it made sense. "Why not take a bath together with her first?" she said. "Okay!

Wen...Shu..."

"Thank...thank you...for calling me that...I...oh. I'm so happy...Ren..." her stepmother said.
Suddenly, she gave me a passionate kiss and got up to shower.

At that moment, it dawned on me: "My stepmother has become more lively because of this incident,
and my heavy heart suddenly felt much lighter. Let it be! Don't disappoint Dad and stepmother again."

So, I jumped up, hugged my stepmother from behind, and kissed her neck. My stepmother kissed me back, and
our hearts merged. My heart began to stir, and my hands caressed my stepmother's
body. My stepmother, shyly dodging me, asked me to sit on a small stool, and she squatted in front of me. As she helped me
wash , seeing my stepmother like this, I grabbed some shower gel and started rubbing it on her body. In no time, my hands
had touched her entire body. Whenever my hand wandered over her genitals, she would cry out and pause for
a long time. She didn't tell me to stop, but her face was flushed. My penis remained erect, and
every time my stepmother's hand moved up and down it, it felt even better than if I did it myself. We
were both lost in the physical pleasure, neither of us wanting it to end immediately.

"Wen Shu... Wen Shu... are you done? Time to rinse off..." I broke the silence.

"Ah... ah. Okay... okay..." my stepmother stammered, still not quite recovered.

While rinsing off, we couldn't resist teasing her a bit more!

After my stepmother finished showering, she was about to put her clothes back on when I saw her. I immediately picked her up and carried her to my room.
She shyly nestled against my chest, displaying an unprecedentedly bashful demeanor that made my
heart race to the room, eagerly awaiting her arrival. I figured she felt the same way.

I carried her into the room and gently placed her body on the bed. Without a word, I pounced
on her, kissing her while my fingers teased her already wet vagina.
My moan softly, her body trembling violently. She gripped the sheets tightly,
her legs arching and swinging restlessly. I knew I had begun to arouse her.

Leaving my stepmother's lips, I began my assault downwards. First, I grabbed her breasts with both hands, squeezing and
kneading them, pinching her nipples with my fingers, eliciting sounds like, "Ah...ah...ah..." Then
I licked and sucked on her nipples with my tongue, soon making them more prominent and her breasts firmer. As

I licked, I reached her navel, licking the area around the indentation, making her repeatedly say,
"Ah...ah...it itches. It itches...stop...stop...ah..." until she forcefully pushed
my head away, finally releasing my navel.

With that push, my nose was thrust directly between her labia. Oh! The scent was absolutely intoxicating
, hundreds of times better than the smell of underwear. My stepmother's unique body fragrance combined with the scent of her vaginal fluids made
me press my nose into her vagina and inhale deeply. Then, my stepmother clamped her legs together, trapping my head tightly. She
grabbed my hair with one hand and twisted her ample hips, forcing my nose completely inside her vagina. I almost couldn't
breathe. I quickly lifted my head, stuck out my tongue, and thrust it into her
vagina, skillfully swirling it around inside. This made my stepmother cry out again, "Ah...ah...stop. Stop...oh...

good...good. Oh...Ren...good...amazing...yo...yo...faster. Faster...oh.
Oh oh

..."

"Oh...oh oh. Oh...Ren...Ren...I...oh oh...so good...so good. Oh oh...

I...I want to...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum...oh.oh...oh.oh..." Under the teasing of my
nimble reached her first orgasm in her life. Hot, wet fluids
gushed out of her vagina like a flood, which my tongue and lips sucked hard, drinking the fluids
flowing . This was also my first experience, and the taste was, needless to say, amazing.

"Hmm. Hmm...ah...Wen Shu...your...tastes amazing...better than juice!!"

I couldn't help but look up and say.

"Hmm...I'm not going to...I don't even know what shyness is...Here you go...here you go...lick
there...I'm already so...so embarrassed...and you still say...and you still say...Ren.You...you're so bad...
mmm ..." My stepmother covered her face with her hands and turned her body to the side as she spoke.

"Wen Shu... I love you... Will you marry me? I think... I think Dad won't object...

Okay... or not, Wen Shu?... Mmm. Mmm..." Without waiting for my stepmother's answer, I moved her
body to the right position, pried her hands apart, and lowered my head to kiss her.

After a long while, my stepmother pushed me away with both hands, gasped for breath, and said with a flushed face, "Ren... I... I want
it..."

"Wen Shu... Oh..." I excitedly hugged her tightly.

Then, I moved my body, lifted my stepmother's legs onto my shoulders,
held a "whoosh," I inserted the head of my penis into her vagina.

"Ah... It hurts. It hurts... Ah..." My stepmother suddenly shook her head violently from side to side, her body
twisting rapidly.

My glans had only penetrated halfway when my stepmother cried out, and with a forceful thrust, she
pulled and thrust again, until my entire penis was inside her vagina, gripped tightly by the fleshy walls. She groaned even louder than
before , "Ah...it hurts...ah...ah. Finally...ah...it

hurts. It hurts. Ah...ah..."

I began to slowly thrust in and out. Suddenly, I saw a trickle of blood on my glans and
asked , "Shu...Wen Shu...you...you're bleeding...you...you're still..."

My stepmother's body swayed in rhythm with my movements, feeling my penis throbbing and impacting inside her.
She said, with tears in her eyes, "Yes...yes.

That's right...I'm still a virgin...you...Dad...none of you...he...said he
wanted to save it for...you...so...that's why...that's why I haven't...lost my...virginity...ah...oh...your...your is

so big...I...I can't take it...I can't take it...oh...I...there...it's so hot there..."

…Oh…faster. Faster…faster…fuck me…oh oh oh…”

“Mmm…Wen…Wenshu…your…your vagina…is so…tight…it’s squeezing me so…good

…huff huff…I want to fuck you…to death…to the point of pleasure…I love you…to death…huff huff”
"...

Wen Shu...your juices are so good. So much...woohoo...good. So good...really. So good..."

I said, enjoying myself as I thrust into my stepmother's vagina.

"Oh. Oh...ah ah...ah oh. Oh oh...Ren...Ren...oh. Possess me...faster...

possess...me...woohoo...oh...I. I'm about to be fucked...fucked to death...oh oh oh...

hold me tight...oh.oh...faster...hold me tight...harder...fuck me harder...ah...
ah ah

..."

My stepmother said, wanting me to hold her and fuck her. So I put her legs down, picked her up, and
sat on the edge of the bed, letting her straddle my lap. She straightened my penis, aligned it with her vagina, and sat down,
wrapping her hands around the back of my head, her large breasts rubbing against my face. I also
gripped , moving her body up and down so that her vagina could vertically thrust in and out of my penis.

"Ah...oh...so good...it feels so good...oh.oh...like this...good.So good...

ah...ah...ah...oh...Ren...I love you so much...you...you're so strong...

ah...

ah...this...this is good...very good...ah...ah..." My stepmother writhed her body,
enjoying the pleasure of sex, occasionally letting out moans that were melodious and pleasing to the ear.

My stepmother's hands tightly held my head, pressing it against her chest, her breasts
slapping making "slap, slap, slap" sounds.
Her vagina was continuously sucking in and expelling my penis with "plop! plop!"
My head was shaking from side to side, licking my stepmother's two large breasts that were constantly swaying with my tongue. I also occasionally made "woo...woo...woo..." sounds,
filling a lewd atmosphere, like a symphony, with you and me calling out to each other,
making us both lose ourselves in the act.

My arms were getting a little tired, so I stood up, holding my stepmother's waist. As I
stood tightened around my neck and clamped around my waist, her body swinging backward,
positioning her vagina at a 45-degree angle. This made it easier for me to thrust in and out. Once we were in the right position, I thrust and pulled my hips,
sending my stepmother to another climax.

Her head and long, black hair swayed wildly with each thrust, her upper body jolting against me. I
gritted my teeth, relentlessly fucking her, driving her to ecstasy. I saw drool involuntarily
dripping from her lips, her eyes rolling back, and her mouth still emitting moans of ecstasy: "Ah...ah...

ah ah. Ah...love...ah...so...so strong...so amazing...oh.oh...oh...oh

..."

"...I can't...I can't...I'm almost...almost...almost...coming...I'm about to climax...oh oh oh oh..."

My stepmother's moans also moved me, and I couldn't help but say, "Oh. Oh...Shu...Wen Shu
...I...I...do...do...love...you...

oh. Wife...good...good...wife. Oh. Oh oh...huff huff...I...I...I...am about to...

come...ah...oh oh...huff...huff...huff...oh oh...oh..."

At this moment, we both came at the same time, a stream of burning semen rushed straight into my stepmother's uterus, while the vaginal fluid
flowed my penis. I hugged my stepmother and fell onto the bed with a "thud," my penis still in her
vagina, and my stepmother was still tightly hugging and clamping my body, her whole head buried in my chest,
motionless. We were quietly enjoying the pleasure and stimulation after each other's orgasm.

After a long while, we looked at each other before separating. I looked at my stepmother's beautiful and alluring body
. I couldn't believe that she had given me her first time. A mix of regret and excitement welled up inside me
. I looked up at my stepmother and said, "Mom... Wenshu... are you... alright?

Is... is it very painful?"

"It's... alright... painful... but... with you... I won't... feel... so much pain...

" my stepmother said shyly.

"Shu... Dad... what about him?... How is he? How does he feel..." I still thought
it was really unwise of my father to ask this question.

"Ren... don't worry about your dad... he couldn't stand it because you were nagging him... so he... he...
he... he didn't really marry me... he...

he didn't sleep with me... he slept under the bed... he didn't do anything with me... let me
... let me... Ren... have you forgotten?... On the day of the wedding, we didn't invite any relatives or friends! We
didn't register... everything... everything was fake... your dad's intention was... to help you... to help you
find a wife... he wanted the two of us... to wait until you were a little older, so that we... we could get married... this... this is why I agreed... only
after I saw you... only then did I agree... only then did I agree to your dad's... so your dad and I...

only then..." My stepmother was afraid I would be unhappy, so she lowered her head and fell silent halfway through her sentence.

"Ah... Mom... no... Wenshu... is it... really true? I... I still can't accept...
accept the fact... Dad... he actually didn't marry you...

... Oh! God... then Dad... Dad... oh poor Dad... why is it like this?

He... he doesn't plan to... remarry?..." As I spoke, I couldn't help but shed tears.

"Hmm..." My stepmother responded with a soft sound, then suddenly looked up at me and said, "Your father said
... he said he only loves your mother in his whole life... He doesn't want to remarry... His heart only belongs to your mother
... He said he only wants to hold... hold his grandson... so that he... so that he can enjoy a happy
old age ... That's why he went through so much trouble to find... to find me to help him fulfill his wish... I... I tried to persuade him... but he still
wouldn't change his mind..."

"Mom... Shu... don't say anymore... I know everything... I know Dad's good intentions...

Mom... I'm sorry to Dad... Yes, I'm sorry to you... I will repay you for your good intentions
...

really..."

"It's... it's okay... Your father doesn't blame you at all... He really takes good care of you... even your future..."
"He's arranged everything... and is handing it all over to you to inherit... so... so you shouldn't
disappoint ... As for me... Ren... you have nothing to apologize for. It's... I chose this path myself...

I can't blame anyone... Waaah... Ren..." As my stepmother spoke, she couldn't help but throw herself into my arms and cry.

I gently stroked my stepmother's hair and whispered, "Wenshu, I feel much better now. Let's not talk about
the past anymore... Everything was orchestrated by Dad behind the scenes. No one can be blamed.
Since Mom passed away, Dad's mindset has changed drastically. Even I can't see through his heart. It's all
because of me... I'm an only child... That's why Dad did what he did... Now... I won't blame anyone, Wenshu..." I gently lifted my stepmother's beautiful face and kissed her smooth forehead,
looking at her with a firm gaze and saying, "You... you're willing...

to marry... me...?"

"...Um... um..." The silent gaze brought tears to my stepmother's eyes again. She shook her head and then nodded,
at a loss .

"Shu... I want you to say it yourself... you're willing to marry... me..." I said firmly again, my eyes
burning with longing.

"...I...I...will...I'm willing to marry you..." After saying that, she immediately
lowered her head, her face flushed.

I finally understood my stepmother's last words. I couldn't help but kiss her passionately, kissing every part of her body,
and then I hugged her and jumped up and down. She was so flustered that she didn't dare to look at me, but she shed a lot of tears as she laughed
and shouted with me, which meant that her joy was no less than mine.

All the troubles and pain vanished with the wind. Wen Shu and I had another passionate battle before going to the bathroom
to clean our filthy bodies. We couldn't help but make love in the bathroom again. This day was like the clouds had parted and the sun
had come out, and our hearts were completely liberated. We reveled together all night.

Afterwards, we waited for Dad to come home, and I personally told him everything that had happened. Dad was also
very and kept hugging us and saying, "Good...good...good..." I knew that Dad's hard work had
paid off, and now it was my turn to repay him.

Not long after, Dad held a grand wedding ceremony for Wenshu and me. The next day, I took
her to register our marriage, and we became husband and wife in all our lives.

It's strange, really, but we both rekindled our old, seemingly perverted habits. I
still masturbated with my wife's discarded underwear every day, spied on her while she showered, and masturbated in the room. She did the same,
again enjoying watching me masturbate in the room and bathroom, and she would masturbate outside the door. Only then would
we make love, whether in the room, the bathroom, even the kitchen, the living room… we
tried it everywhere, which felt fresher and more exciting! Dad also cooperated, coming home very late
as before , giving us more time to spend together and party.

A year later, Wenshu gave birth to twins, two adorable little boys, making Dad beam
with joy!

And me? I'm still studying. I won't officially start my internship at my dad's company until I graduate from university.
I'm really glad I didn't have a girlfriend back then! Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to marry such a wonderful wife—Wen
Shu.

[The End]

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