nephew's godmother

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"Mmm... Good nephew... Mmm... Stop touching me, Auntie... Auntie's so itchy..." When her cousin touched the inside of her silk-stockinged legs, her mother had already leaned her beautiful face against his shoulder, her entire upper body pressed tightly against his strong chest, her round, pert buttocks gently swaying in response to his caresses and fondling of her silk-stockinged legs. Her legs, clad in ultra-thin flesh-colored pantyhose, trembled incessantly under his caresses. Ah, her body was so sensitive; just being touched on her silk-stockinged thighs was enough to arouse her so much.

"Auntie, your silk-stockinged legs are truly irresistible. Ah, just touching them almost makes me want to ejaculate. Hehe, Auntie knows you have many sensitive spots, including these silk-stockinged thighs." Her cousin teased her blushing mother with a lewd grin, while continuing to enjoy the unparalleled sensation of her silk-stockinged legs.

With her pink and alluring lips slightly parted, Mom breathed out fragrant gasps, her voice sweet and coquettish: "Mmm... Ah... Hmph... It's all... It's all your fault... You little rascal, mmm... Originally, I wouldn't have done that... It's all your fault... Mmm... Oh, ever since you... I wore stockings again... and... and you... and you... after doing it... I've become like this... Oh... You... You... Mmm... I hate you so much..." Just how sensitive was Mom? Just being touched on her stockinged thighs aroused her to this extent. I, standing outside the door, had never seen Mom so seductive and utterly lewd. My semen was almost about to spurt out again.

My cousin, after lingering for a moment admiring my mother's beautiful legs in stockings, placed his hand back on her slender waist. My mother, regaining her composure, looked at him with alluring eyes, a mixture of reluctance and desire: "What's wrong, you little rascal? What tricks do you want your aunt to play now?" My cousin

chuckled, pointing to his large penis still pressed against my mother's soft, form-fitting skirt. The penis, with its large, purplish-red glans, glistening with precum, was incredibly masculine. The image and scent of his large penis filled my mother's shyly lowered eyes. Some of the precum from their earlier flirtation stained my mother's beige chiffon dress and black silk skirt, leaving dark patches that looked so suggestive. My mother, her mind ablaze with the intense masculine scent, asked in a soft voice,

"What do you want? You...you better not go too far! What tricks are you going to play to tease your aunt now?" The younger cousin

didn't answer, but instead pulled his mother's slender right hand to his penis. The fair hand, half-forced and half-willingly pulled by his cousin, touched the extremely hot penis with a mixture of resistance and welcome. The slender hand initially seemed to shrink back as if startled, perhaps frightened by the hardness and heat of the penis, but immediately involuntarily and gently grasped his penis again. The mother was very shy and didn't dare to look at her cousin. She just looked down at the coiled penis and gently stroked it up and down with her boneless fair right hand, carefully servicing the shaft of her cousin's penis. Upon closer inspection, one could see that the mother's fingernails were also painted with red, glossy nail polish. It was unexpected that the mother would wear such a seductive nail polish color, like a prostitute. My cousin's penis was incredibly large, as thick as a baby's arm, with bulging veins like coiled dragons. My mother's delicate hands were too soft and slender to fully grasp it; she could only half-grip his thick shaft, gently stroking it. At that moment, my mother was wearing sheer flesh-colored stockings and fourteen-inch red peep-toe heels. She leaned against my cousin, gently stroking his penis with her jade-like hands, gleaming with red nail polish, treating it with the tenderness and care of a precious object. Seeing this, I so wished I could also be gently masturbated by my mother's delicate, white, warm hands; the sensation would surely be incredibly pleasurable and wonderful.

Judging from my cousin's expression, he had completely closed his eyes and was enjoying his beautiful mother's services. He kept teasing her, saying, "Ah, Auntie, your hands feel so good on my cock. Using your tender, house-raising hands to stroke your nephew's cock, and dressed so sexy and wanton, ah, Auntie in stockings, you're so amazing." My mother trembled slightly from my cousin's lewd words, hearing his plea of pleasure as he served her, and her hands stroked his hard, thick, and hot cock even more vigorously.

I then noticed that under the light and against the backdrop of his dark cock, my mother's ring finger shimmered with a faint silvery-white light. Ah! That was my parents' platinum diamond wedding ring. My mother was actually wearing her wedding ring while masturbating with a man other than her husband. The ring sparkled on her ring finger, and the shimmering diamond under the light constantly reminded her of her infidelity. However, this provocative and immoral scene only intensified my emotional distress. I felt like I was about to ejaculate again from the sight of my mother in her alluring stockings, helping my cousin masturbate. It seemed my cousin had also noticed that my mother was using her right hand, adorned with her wedding ring, to masturbate him. His slightly narrowed pupils revealed an excited and stimulating expression, and he immediately began to tease her with lewd words:

"Auntie in stockings, look, you're using your tender hand, adorned with your wedding ring, to masturbate your nephew. Oh~ the texture of that ring feels so good against his penis. My semen is all over the wedding ring, like my uncle is watching us commit incest. Oh, it feels so good." My mother's face changed upon hearing this, but her hand movements quickened. Her trembling body revealed her excitement, as if the topic of incest and making her husband a cuckold was very provocative to her. My mother's breathing became erratic, her pink lips exhaling a fragrant breath, and she unconsciously moaned softly, "Mmm...huff...mmm~~ I'm sorry, husband...wife...wife...I'm having incest with my nephew~~...mmm~~I'm sorry, son...ah, son, Mom is wearing stockings and masturbating your cousin...mmm~, wearing the stockings and heels you like...mmm~...masturbating your cousin~~."

Hearing my mother's lewd words from outside the door, I was so excited I felt like I was going to explode! Ah! Stocking-clad Mom, you incestuous bitch! Stocking-clad Mom, usually so dignified, now you're so lewd. Wearing stockings every day, you must have wanted to be fucked for a long time. Oh, stocking-clad Mom, you must wear sexy stockings more often and let others fuck you, let others ejaculate into the womb that gave birth to me! At that moment, I felt as if my heart was connected to my mother's; I was already consumed by incestuous and cuckolding fantasies. The anger and inner turmoil I felt were slowly dissipating, replaced by a surge of wickedness filling my mind. My usual Oedipus complex and fetishes were amplified by the lewd acts between my mother and cousin. All I could think about was watching my sexy mother in stockings and high heels being brutally fucked by my cousin, hearing her seductive moans, her mouth uttering words of guilt towards her family while she responded to his brutal fucking. Ah, just thinking about it made my rapidly throbbing penis feel like it was about to explode.

For about ten minutes, Mom used her tender hands to masturbate her cousin. Her cousin's hands, of course, weren't idle either; he continued to caress the silk-stockinged legs that haunted his dreams, his palms frequently visiting the inside of Mom's silk-stockinged thighs. Mom could barely stand anymore, leaning on her cousin's shoulder. Her right hand, adorned with a ring, tirelessly serviced his penis, her mouth occasionally uttering soft, almost sobbing moans. Those moans were like a succubus's, seductive and alluring. Mom's beautifully made-up face was even more captivating, her eyes almost overflowing with desire. Her tightly clenched, silk-stockinged legs trembled as she enjoyed her cousin's increasingly unrestrained fondling. Her cousin continued to stimulate her with lewd words:

"Ah, stockings auntie, beautiful stockings auntie, I want you to wear ultra-thin stockings and high heels every day so I can fuck you. I want to shoot my semen hard into your beautiful pussy, oh~ I want to shoot my semen all over your body, especially your stunningly sexy stockings legs. I want to shoot all of my incestuous semen into your beautiful pussy, so that my cousin can be my son." Mom was aroused by her cousin's lewd words, and her pink lips abandoned their usual dignity as she actively responded to her cousin's lewd words: "Hmm... ah~... You little rascal... you just want to fuck your auntie... hmm hmm~~ Auntie's stockings legs are going to be... you can't stand touching them anymore. Ever since the first time I wore stockings... when you fucked me... hmm~~ oh~ Auntie has... Auntie has wanted to wear stockings every day so that her nephew can fuck her... oh~~ so comfortable, keep touching Auntie's stockings legs... huff... ah~" "Good nephew, Auntie will definitely prepare... lots of sexy stockings... for you to choose from so I can wear them and fuck you... Oh~~~ Auntie, I'm... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to climax from being touched in stockings by my dear nephew~~~ Mmm~~ I'm coming~~~! !" The mother was so overwhelmed by her cousin's touch that she was completely unaware of how shamelessly she was uttering those incredibly lewd and obscene words. All that remained was her body, dominated by pleasure. It was unimaginable that her usually dignified mother was uttering such obscene and vulgar words in a sweet voice, craving her cousin to fuck her, and even wanting to specially cater to her cousin's preferences by wearing various sexy stockings to fuck her.

The mother, who was talking nonsense, had long since abandoned her restraint in the midst of pleasure, only asking her cousin to let her continue in that heavenly bliss, and she actually entered a small climax so easily.

My mother, accompanied by a high-pitched moan, seemed oblivious to the penis she was holding in her hand. Her shoulders and her shapely legs in stockings and high heels trembled violently. Her eyes, though heavily made up, were unfocused, yet her aroused expression, combined with her exquisite makeup, radiated a stunning beauty. Ah! My mother had an orgasm! She was so sensitive that just being touched on her stockinged thighs brought her to an orgasm. Her flesh-colored stockings instantly became wet, her vaginal fluids wetting her legs. The aphrodisiac scent was so enticing that even I, standing outside the door, could smell it. Just as my mother climaxed, I couldn't hold back any longer. I frantically masturbated, staring at my mother trembling against my cousin, and ejaculated stream after stream of semen, my mind filled with thoughts of my mother's stockings and high heels. "

Mom, stocking-clad Mom, your son is coming for you. Let's orgasm together, ah!"

My mother and I were both floating in the throes of climax, but I could only masturbate, watching enviously as my cousin played with my mother's beautiful legs in stockings. My mother's orgasm lasted for a while; even the slightly upturned corners of her pink lips were drooling with pleasure. Her beautiful legs in stockings were soaked with the fluids from her orgasm, the fluids on the stockings reflecting an incredibly alluring sheen under the light. Ah, I really wanted to lick the fluids flowing from my mother's beautiful vagina; it must be so sweet. My mother had quite a lot of fluids from her orgasm; it soaked the floor through the crotch of her stockings. My mother's fluids were so plentiful; her beautiful vagina must be extremely sensitive and incredibly moist.

My mother nestled against my cousin, only recovering from the afterglow of her orgasm after a while. My cousin put his arm around my mother's shoulder and whispered, "Auntie, is it comfortable? Auntie is so sensitive. Just letting your nephew touch your stockings is enough to make you orgasm. Auntie is definitely a woman who suits wearing sexy stockings."

My mother blushed and gently punched my cousin with her small hand. "Hmph, it's all your fault. You made me feel so good when I wear stockings. I'm afraid I won't be able to live without you, you little devil. As soon as I put on stockings and high heels, I want to... hmph... want to do that with you."

While enjoying the obedience of his usually stern homeroom teacher aunt, my cousin's other hand never left his mother's stockings. He grinned and said, "Hehe, then Auntie should prepare more sexy stockings in the future. Oh, right, and high heels and sexy clothes too, so that your nephew can make you feel good."

My mother obediently said in a sweet voice, "Yes, yes, Auntie will go and buy more stockings when she has time, or, shall we go shopping together?" Hearing my mother's suggestion, my cousin's penis immediately twitched again.

“That’s great, then I can make Auntie wear whatever I want during sex, hehe.”

Mom was provoked again by her cousin’s blatant lewd words, her hand squeezing his waist again, her face flushed with a shy, huffing voice: “Hmph~, you little brat, you got off easy.”

The cousin, embracing his alluring mother, excitedly said, “Auntie, we’ve done the foreplay, time for the main event?” Mom’s charming expression froze for a moment, then became even more seductive, murmuring, “You always bully Auntie.” Ignoring his mother’s grumbling, the cousin pulled his sexy mother towards his parents’ dark red Simmons bed. Could it be? Could it be…?

[The End]

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