Zhang Yang's game

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One day after school, Zhang Yang and Wu Bingkun played basketball together until sunset. As they were about to head home, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered he'd forgotten something in the classroom. Since it was late, Wu Bingkun went home first, while Zhang Yang, exhausted, went back to retrieve his belongings.
Because the classroom was on the third floor, Zhang Yang had only reached the second-floor stairwell when he saw a short, stout middle-aged man in a sharp suit walking towards the professor's office on the second floor. The man kept looking back as if afraid of being recognized, and thus didn't see Zhang Yang ahead of him.
Zhang Yang recognized him and called out loudly, "Good morning, Principal!"
This man was Principal Lin Mengjie.
"Uh!...Hello...hello!" Lin Mengjie seemed startled, his expression somewhat strange, and his reply was unnatural.
"Student, isn't it...so late and you're still not home?" The usually talkative Lin Mengjie stammered.
Zhang Yang replied, "I left something in the classroom and forgot to take it."
"Really? Don't go home too late!" Lin Mengjie resumed his usual dignified demeanor, reminding Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang nodded and continued walking up to the third floor. Reaching the classroom, he put the CD his classmate had returned in his bag. Just as he was about to go home, the scene of his encounter with the principal flashed through his mind. He muttered to himself,
"It's so late, Principal, it's strange if you're not going home!"
Thinking this, Zhang Yang's curiosity was piqued, so he tiptoed down the stairs, wanting to see what the principal was up to!
"Maybe something unexpected will happen!" a voice faintly whispered in Zhang Yang's mind.
Reaching the second floor, Zhang Yang looked around. The entire second-floor corridor was empty; the principal was nowhere to be seen. The dim light combined with the dark corridor created an eerie atmosphere.
Zhang Yang felt a chill run down his spine and was about to "run away" when suddenly a "clang!" came from his advisor's office, like the sound of a metal can being overturned. Zhang Yang wondered,
"Is anyone still in the office? Could it be the principal...?"
He decided to investigate. He crouched down and slowly crept to the office window. He heard a woman's voice inside:
"Hmm...you're so good at this...ah...oh..."
Zhang Yang recognized the voice. Then a man said,
"Hehe...I didn't expect the usually dignified Professor Gao to be so sensitive..." It was Principal Lin Mengjie's voice.
Zhang Yang wasn't surprised. He thought, "Professor Gao! Which Professor Gao? Could it be...?" Zhang Yang had a vague idea, but he didn't want to admit it. He could only investigate to confirm the truth. Zhang Yang slowly peeked out, looking towards the direction of the sound. He immediately felt as if a hammer had struck his chest. A richly dressed woman sat with her legs spread on a desk. Lin Mengjie was grabbing her breast with one hand and reaching under her skirt with the other, groping her genitals. And that woman was none other than the Chinese language teacher—Gao Meihua!
Gao Meihua had only joined the school this year, was 25 years old, unmarried, with long, black hair cascading down her shoulders. Her tall figure and beautiful face, accentuated by thin-rimmed black glasses, gave her an air of elegance. She
usually wore a silk blouse and a tight skirt to class. Her ample breasts and long legs, fully encased in stockings, were often the reason why unruly students whistled at her. In such situations, she would simply respond with a friendly smile.
Her humility and gentleness made her the most popular female teacher in the school. Not only did unmarried male teachers want to pursue her, but many male students also admired her, Zhang Yang being one of them.
From the moment Gao Meihua entered the school, Zhang Yang had liked her. He knew it was impossible for them to be together, but he figured it was alright. Although he had once had an incestuous relationship with his mother, he truly loved Gao Meihua.
Now, watching the person he liked do the same thing with someone else, Zhang Yang felt utterly disgusted. He slumped down, the lewd sounds still echoing in his ears.
"Oh...so wet...it seems Teacher Qian was right!" "Mmm...ah...so beautiful...faster...oh..." The following conversation struck Zhang Yang even harder.
"Teacher Qian!? She even does that old guy, the math teacher..." Zhang Yang thought to himself.
For the next few minutes, Zhang Yang's mind went blank. He needed time to process himself, ignoring the lewd noises coming from the office.
In truth, deep down, Zhang Yang knew there was no possibility of anything developing between him and Gao Meihua, but the occasional unintentional glances during class always numbed him, making him think that maybe he was the lucky one. But among the students who admired Gao Meihua, which one wasn't like Zhang Yang?
The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the angrier he became, his emotions slowly shifting from surprise and sadness to rage.
"Damn it! So this bitch is a whore who sleeps with anyone!" With that thought, Zhang Yang returned to reality, thinking, "Anyway, I can't have her, might as well look." Zhang Yang peeked into the office again, only to see Gao Meihua wearing only a black lace panty, kneeling on the floor sucking Lin Mengjie's large penis, whose suit pants were pulled down to his feet. The scene was a mess, with an iron pen holder lying to the side, pens and notebooks scattered all over the floor.
"Hmm... your oral skills are really good... oh..." Lin Mengjie exclaimed passionately.
"Mmm...slurp...mmm...it's so big..."
Gao Meihua greedily sucked on Lin Mengjie's penis with her small mouth, while her hands gently caressed the trembling testicles beneath the massive cannon. Lin Mengjie felt a stimulating pleasure surge from his lower body to his brain like an electric current. He couldn't help but grab Gao Meihua's dark hair and slowly rub it, his waist gradually swaying back and forth.
"Oh...mmm...does it feel good to do this to your mouth? Oh..." "Mmm...good...oh..." Gao Meihua also increased the speed of her sucking, as if she wanted to suck his penis dry, her high breasts swaying incessantly.
"Oh...mmm...you're so good at sucking...ah...I'm going to cum..." Lin Mengjie cried out.
After saying that, a stream of warm semen shot into Gao Meihua's throat.
After finishing, Lin Mengjie pulled his pants back up and smiled with satisfaction:
"Teacher Gao is such a repressed pervert! I never would have guessed otherwise." Gao Meihua took a tissue, spat out the semen in her mouth, and silently extended her right hand to Lin Mengjie.
"Hahaha—don't rush, you get what you pay for. You're quite a slut, here! Here's what you deserve." Saying this, he took out a stack of thousand-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to Gao Meihua, which was at least twenty or thirty thousand yuan.
Zhang Yang stared at him, his mouth agape. Gao Meihua smiled and accepted the money, saying, "Please help me introduce more guests in the future, Principal." Lin Mengjie chuckled lewdly and replied, "You slut." After saying that, he pinched Gao Meihua's large breasts and walked towards the office door.
Zhang Yang saw this and quickly slipped back into the stairwell to hide, then watched Lin Mengjie leave.
Zhang Yang thought to himself, "So that bitch is a noble teacher by day and a high-class prostitute by night. Both are high-class, how come there's such a huge difference?!" Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's already throbbing penis became even more aroused. Since his father, Zhang Yuan, returned to the country, he hadn't experienced the pleasure of penetration in a long time.
Driven by desire, Zhang Yang walked to the office door again, only to see Gao Meihua putting on her clothes, completely unaware of the hungry beast standing there.
After Gao Meihua finished dressing, she bent down to gather the homework books on the floor. Because her back was to Zhang Yang, her round, beautiful buttocks swayed incessantly towards him. Zhang Yang's mouth went dry; the alluring curves of her buttocks caused his rational defenses to crumble.
Zhang Yang rushed forward and grabbed Gao Meihua from behind, his hands squeezing her breasts, which he had been dreaming of, while his lower body rubbed against her buttocks, and he breathed heavily into her ear.
Startled, Gao Meihua struggled and cried out,
"Let go... Who are you?!... Get away!"
Zhang Yang's strong hands held her captive. She pleaded,
"Teacher... Give it to me... I'll pay you... Let me have my way..." "Okay, let me turn around first, I'll make you feel good," Gao Meihua said softly, stopping her movements abruptly.
Hearing this, Zhang Yang released her. But as soon as Gao Meihua turned around, a sharp slap landed on his face.
Stunned by Gao Meihua's sudden action, Zhang Yang listened as she calmly asked,
"Did you see what happened?"
Zhang Yang nodded.
Gao Meihua continued, "Okay! Let me tell you a story. If you still think I'm a casual person after you finish, then you can do whatever you want!"
Seeing Zhang Yang remain silent, Gao Meihua began to tell her story.
The story goes that once upon a time, in a university, there was a couple who were very much in love. Even after graduation, when the man went to serve in the military and the woman continued her studies in graduate school, their relationship remained very strong.
After the man was discharged from the military, the woman also completed her graduate studies, and the two rented an apartment together to work hard for their shared future. The man was a private company employee, and the woman was a high school teacher.
Who knew that just as their careers were taking off, just... When it came time to discuss marriage, the man had an accident and urgently needed 2 million yuan for surgery. The woman couldn't raise the money no matter what she tried, so she had to switch to a school with better benefits. But even that was too slow in raising the money, so she had to… Halfway through her story, Gao Meihua's eyes slowly reddened, and by the end, she was sobbing uncontrollably. The heroine of the story was self-evident.
Zhang Yang listened, his head hanging lower and lower.
After Gao Meihua finished her story, she choked out, "The story is… finished, classmate. Whatever you want! Anyway… I'm just a weak woman, I can't beat you." At this moment, Gao Meihua made Zhang Yang feel so ashamed that he didn't dare to look up at her.
After several minutes of silence, as if the air had frozen, Gao Meihua spoke first:
"Classmate, it's late, go home! I'll pretend today's events never happened." Zhang Yang moved with ashamed steps and slowly left the office.
Gao Meihua's position in Zhang Yang's heart was restored to its former sacredness. On his way home, Zhang Yang kept thinking about how to help Gao Meihua.
"There's no one else but my dad," Zhang Yang muttered to himself as he walked.
The next day, just as Gao Meihua was about to leave school, a man in a sharp suit approached her and asked,
"Are you Ms. Gao Meihua?"
"Uh! Yes, that's me. How can I help you?" Gao Meihua replied.
The man then took out a check from his suit pocket…
…
Zhang Yang begged his father, Zhang Yuan, to help Gao Meihua, but at a considerable cost. Although Zhang Yuan generously agreed to lend Gao Meihua 2 million yuan, the condition was that Zhang Yuan must rank within the top 50 in any of the remaining 5 mock exams. Otherwise, not only would his bank savings of over 500,000 yuan be deducted, but if Zhang Yang didn't get into a public university in the joint university entrance exam, he would be forced to "abandon his studies and join the army," without giving him a chance to retake the exam.
Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and agreed to the condition. From then on, he said goodbye to his slacking-off life and buried himself in books.
Zhang Yang's life underwent a complete 180-degree change, surprising not only his friends but even Ye Shuya, who had previously looked down on him, now treated him differently.
Wu Bingkun pressed Zhang Yang for the reason several times, but Zhang Yang only said lightly,
"Nothing much! I just feel I should study harder." He emphasized the last part.
Wu Bingkun rolled his eyes at him, looking incredulous.
Actually, Zhang Yang did have a small gain. Gao Meihua, having received Zhang Yang's help, volunteered to tutor him in his old Chinese literature, going to his house every Tuesday. While tutoring, Zhang Yang's heart was naturally fluttering, but he no longer had any improper thoughts.
One Sunday afternoon, Zhang Yuan and his wife went to a friend's house, leaving only Zhang Yang and his sister Zhang Rou at home. The two siblings were in their own rooms, and the whole house was quiet.
Sitting at his desk, Zhang Yang felt restless and had no desire to study. He lay on his bed, his mind wandering, and he couldn't help but think of Gao Meihua's flawless body.
"What would it be like if I could have sex with the teacher back then?" Zhang Yang sighed inwardly.
After a while of daydreaming, Zhang Yang got out of bed, thinking of the bathroom to prepare for his afternoon homework. Passing by his sister's room, he noticed Zhang Rou's door was ajar and naturally glanced inside.
Unexpectedly, what he saw caused his previously calmed penis to rise again.
Inside, Zhang Rou was lying on her side taking a nap, only a thin blanket covering her lower abdomen and waist. Her breasts, clad only in a pink bra, her perfectly curved shoulders, and her long, white legs were all exposed to Zhang Yang's gaze.
Zhang Yang involuntarily walked to Zhang Rou's side, swallowing greedily, repeatedly telling himself,
"I'll just look, I won't do anything else, I'll just look..." He gently lifted the thin blanket, and the sight inside made his blood boil even more. Pure white silk panties tightly hugged Zhang Rou's elastic buttocks, and a few pubic hairs were visible on her inner thighs. In addition, her snow-white breasts, supported by a pink bra, revealed the woman's beautiful curves.
Zhang Yang swallowed again and slowly rubbed Zhang Rou's clitoris from bottom to top with his middle finger. Even through the panties, the sensitive Zhang Rou still murmured.
"Hmm... Hmm... Oh..."
These sounds seemed to encourage Zhang Yang, and he gradually increased his speed, while Zhang Rou's moans became even more lewd.
"Oh...hum...ah...it's so itchy..."
Zhang Yang thought Zhang Rou had woken up, so he quickly glanced at her. Seeing that Zhang Rou's eyes were still tightly closed and she was sleeping very soundly, he thought, "She's probably still having a wet dream!" He continued to caress Zhang Rou's private parts. In an instant, the overflowing lustful fluid seeped through her panties and soaked Zhang Yang's fingers. Zhang Yang couldn't help but smell his fingers. The pungent smell of her vagina made his penis even more engorged.
He carefully turned off her panties and saw that her curly pubic hair was covered with lustful fluid, sparsely sticking to the area around her vulva. Although Zhang Rou's labia were not as thick as Wang Xiuqi's, they had a pinkish hue that Wang Xiuqi did not have.
Zhang Yang gently rubbed the already engorged, dark red clitoris between the petals with his middle finger, causing her to gush with lustful fluids, making Zhang Rou moan unconsciously:
"Mmm...mmm...so beautiful!...faster...faster, insert it!...uh..." At this point, Zhang Yang had long since thrown morality and ethics to the winds; all the lust in his body was concentrated on his throbbing penis. He pulled down his pants, his fiery red rod desperately needing a honey pot to cool down.
Zhang Yang first gently placed Zhang Rou's left leg on his left shoulder, then, with his right hand guiding his penis towards Zhang Rou's wet petals, he thrust forward with force, and his entire penis smoothly entered Zhang Rou's body.
As soon as Zhang Rou felt the foreign object enter her vagina, she opened her eyes in horror and discovered that her brother's penis was inserted into her body, screaming in fright:
"Zhang Yang! What...what are you doing!? Stop...stop! This...this is incest!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang stopped what he was doing. Zhang Rou's warm vagina tightly gripped his penis, feeling incredibly comfortable. Similarly, Zhang Rou felt a fullness in her vagina, a sensation she hadn't experienced in a long time. If it weren't her own brother doing this, she would have screamed.
But Zhang Rou's reason prevailed. She cried out urgently,
"No...no, get out, get out quickly!...Oh..." Zhang Yang knew that Zhang Rou's reason was about to collapse, and he had to push harder. He deliberately said,
"Ah! Get out! Is that how it is?"
Zhang Yang slowly pulled out his penis, leaving only the glans inside her vagina, and then thrust it back in heavily, doing this dozens of times.
Waves of tingling pleasure coursed through Zhang Rou's vagina, and with her remaining rationality, she cried out,
"No... faster... faster... oh... no... it feels so full..." Finally, Zhang Rou was overwhelmed by lust, not caring who was penetrating her; she only wanted to fully enjoy the pleasure the penis brought her.
Zhang Rou cooperatively twisted her snow-white buttocks, allowing the penis to penetrate deeper into her thirsty genitals.
"Oh... good... dear brother... you're so good at it... ah..." Zhang Rou moaned, caressing her high breasts. Zhang Yang then removed Zhang Rou's bra, revealing two snow-white mounds of flesh, their rosy nipples already erect.
"Mmm... oh... so beautiful... ah... so comfortable... ah..." Zhang Yang grabbed Zhang Rou's leg with his left hand, thrusting his hips slowly into her vagina, while his right hand gently pinched and flicked her small nipples.
Stimulated simultaneously by her breasts and vulva, Zhang Rou felt herself on the verge of orgasm, and cried out in a wanton voice:
"Oh...you're so good at this...ah...I'm...I'm going to cum...ah..." After a series of thrusts, Zhang Rou finally climaxed, a stream of vaginal fluid drenching Zhang Yang's glans and then slowly flowing out of her vagina.
Zhang Yang withdrew his penis, which was covered in her fluids, and let the limp, panting Zhang Rou lie on the bed, while he lay beside her, admiring her fair body.
Although Zhang Rou's breasts were not as full as Wang Xiuqi's, they had the height and elasticity of a developing girl, and her fresh and clean charm was completely different from Wang Xiuqi's mature allure.
Covered in fragrant sweat, Zhang Rou gasped, "Mmm... dear brother, you're so good at this..." Zhang Yang laughed, "That requires the cooperation of your dear sister's body! Besides, I'm not satisfied yet!" Zhang Rou looked at Zhang Yang's still erect penis, feeling both love and fear. She gently touched the tip of his penis and said, "Dear brother, you... still want to fuck my hole!? I..." Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Yang had already helped her up and laughed, "This time, let's play doggy style." Then Zhang Yang had Zhang Rou hold onto the headboard with both hands, spread her legs, and turn her white, tender buttocks towards him. He then used his penis to rub and drill against her clitoris, making Zhang Rou moan repeatedly.
"Oh... stop teasing me... mmm... hurry up and enter... ah... this slutty sister wants a cock... ah... oh... ah..." Zhang Yang chuckled, holding Zhang Rou's slender waist with both hands, and forcefully thrust his penis deep into Zhang Rou's petals.
"Mmm...this feels so good...I never thought...like this...ah..." "I never thought being fucked like a bitch would feel so good, is it...is it?" "Yes...so beautiful...fuck...fuck me...mmm...mmm...my whole body is tingling...ah..." Zhang Rou moaned wildly, twisting her snow-white, plump buttocks, coordinating with each thrust of his penis, allowing it to penetrate even deeper.
"Mmm...my pussy is melting...dick brother, thrust deeper...oh..." Zhang Yang's thick penis mechanically fucked Zhang Rou, making a "slap slap" sound of flesh colliding, and this position, like a bitch mating, made Zhang Rou even more lewd. She gripped the headboard tightly, moaning to her heart's content:
"Mmm...I can't take it anymore...big dick brother...oh...ouch...fuck me, this...slutty bitch...ah..." Her alluring breasts swayed back and forth rhythmically due to gravity, making her even more beautiful.
"Sister...sister's body is so exciting!" Zhang Yang exclaimed.
"Oh... as long as you're happy... I'm willing to let you have me anytime... Oh... Ouch... dear brother, you're so brave... Hmph..." Zhang Yang thrust harder and harder, each stroke reaching deep into Zhang Rou's petals. The electric current from his lower body spread throughout his entire body. He couldn't help but lean his upper body against Zhang Rou's smooth back, his hands moving from her waist to her breasts, rubbing them at will. Her two naked fleshy worms were already soaked.
"Oh... dear brother... I'm about to lose it... Oh..."
The sensitive Zhang Rou was being fucked to the point of ecstasy, the numb sensation making her bones feel like they were about to fall apart.
"Ugh... Sister... I... I'm coming too... Oh..." "Ah... No... It's okay... Give it all to sister... Ah..." Zhang Rou's private parts felt numb and sore, and she climaxed again in the frenzied thrusting. Zhang Yang felt his glans get hot and thrust a few more times. Then his penis throbbed, and a stream of semen was released into Zhang Rou's body... (IV) Ever since Zhang Yang and his sister had an illicit relationship, whenever he wanted, he would sneak into Zhang Rou's room late at night to enjoy her vibrant youthful body.
The relationship between the two continued like this for a while. Later, Zhang Rou got a new boyfriend, and the lustful entanglement between the siblings was finally cut off, but not completely. In fact, Zhang Yang knew that Zhang Rou was a lewd woman. If he couldn't control himself, he would still find Zhang Rou to vent his desires.
One afternoon during a midterm exam, Zhang Yang, who had originally planned to stay at school to study, was exhausted after a whole morning of intense studying. The cool afternoon breeze and heavy eyelids made him abandon the idea. He glanced at his watch, thinking,
"It's only 2:10!? Forget it, I'll just go home and take a nap!" Back at his house, Zhang Yang pressed the doorbell, but there was no sound, let alone Aunt Zhao answering. He frowned and pressed it again, but the situation remained unchanged.
"What the hell! Is the doorbell broken?" Zhang Yang cursed inwardly. He then took out his keys, opened the door, and went inside.
The house was empty. Normally, he would see Aunt Zhao cleaning there. Zhang Yang muttered, "Is Aunt Zhao not here today?" Too sleepy to think further, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed upstairs to his room.
As Zhang Yang approached his room, he heard a series of intimate sounds coming from inside, and the usually tightly closed door was wide open.
"Oh... I didn't expect a mother of two to be so tight?" a man exclaimed.
(Who is this man?) While Zhang Yang was still wondering, he had already guessed the identity of the other person.
"Mmm... Hmm... Deeper... Oh..." It was Aunt Zhao's voice.
(It really was Aunt Zhao!) Zhang Yang understood what was going on; Aunt Zhao, who helped with chores, had brought someone to his house to have sex.
"Why didn't she choose somewhere else?! She picked my room! Really!" Zhang Yang grumbled inwardly, but he still tiptoed to his bedroom door, his sleepiness long since forgotten.
He glanced over furtively and saw an elderly man with gray hair and a stocky build, his hands gripping Aunt Zhao's slender waist from behind, repeatedly thrusting his penis deep into her vagina. Aunt Zhao, completely naked, her cheeks flushed, was pressed against the wall, lost in the pleasure of the thrusts from behind.
Trousers, outerwear, underwear, and panties were scattered all over the floor; his own room, where he lived every day, was filled with a strange and lewd atmosphere.
Zhang Yang's mouth watered, and his penis was already hard. He thought:
"Aunt Zhao must be in her thirties! I didn't expect her figure to be so hot!" Aunt Zhao swayed her plump hips from side to side with the rhythm of the thrusts, causing the penis to rub against her vaginal walls. Her already engorged and hardened nipples, though dark red like a middle-aged woman's, possessed the firmness and perfection of a young girl's. With her slender waist and long legs, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a middle-aged beauty.
This middle-aged beauty was now being driven wildly into moaning, her labia turned inside out from the penetration.
"Mmm...so full...ah...Dad! You...you're really good...oh..." "Dear daughter-in-law, your tight hole is also nice...ah..." "Oh...it's so beautiful...fuck me harder...oh..." Aunt Zhao's delicate eyebrows furrowed, her tongue licking her upper lip. Her drooping breasts swayed with each thrust, and the pubic hair below her abdomen reached near her anus, where a huge penis could be seen moving in and out of the dark pubic hair.
"Hmph...it's so itchy inside...ah...oh...it feels so good...ah...dear brother...faster...oh...oh..." "You slutty whore, how could Jiaxing have fallen for you? Look...look at me, I'll teach you a lesson...hmm..." "Yes...teach me a lesson...teach me a lesson with your big cock...oh...fuck me...ah..." The man increased the speed of his thrusting, and Aunt Zhao's vaginal fluids flowed down her thighs. The "plop, plop" sounds, along with Aunt Zhao's lewd moans, made Zhang Yang unable to resist reaching into his pants and stroking his own penis.
"Oh...dear daughter-in-law...has Jiaxing ever done this to you? Ah..." "Ah...don't talk about that dead man...ouch...hum...brother cock...you've already slept with me and you still...you still call me daughter-in-law...oh...hum...it feels so good...ah..." "Good...good...Yujuan dear sister...if Jiaxing can't satisfy you...then...then I'll have to come to the north to comfort you from time to time...ah...otherwise, what will I do if my pussy gets itchy? Oh..." "Hmm...harder...fuck me harder...oh...hum...ouch...you have to come to the north...the north often in the future...hmm...oh...I can't take it anymore...quick...quickly cum..." "Oh...I'm going to explode too...ah..." The man was on the verge of cumming, and the last few thrusts were heavy, penetrating deep into the petals. Then his cock throbbed, and Aunt Zhao had already cummed at this moment. A warm stream of vaginal fluid directly stimulated the glans that was about to explode.
"Ah...Brother cock...you're so good at fucking...shoot inside...ah..." "Dear sister, your brother has it all...all for you...ah...oh..." After saying that, a stream of thick white semen shot directly into Aunt Zhao's body...Afterwards, the two of them collapsed on the floor like deflated balloons, Aunt Zhao nestled in the man's arms like a docile kitten.
"Big...big cock is so amazing, it feels so good." Aunt Zhao said shyly, her face flushed.
"Haha, I'm just fulfilling my son's duty." The man laughed.
As he spoke, his hands continued to play with Aunt Zhao's firm breasts, making her moan softly.
The man's name was Hu Jinwang, Aunt Zhao's father-in-law. He had come from the south to the north to visit friends this week and was staying at his son Hu Jiaxing's house. Today, he happened to come and see where his daughter-in-law worked. Seeing her alone, he was overcome with lust and had sex with her.
Hu Jiaxing usually finished quickly during sex, leaving Aunt Zhao feeling unsatisfied. Today, with her father-in-law visiting, the two hit it off and, with a mix of resistance and reluctance, began to have sex.
However, Hu Jinwang's intrusion into the house and his affair with his daughter-in-law was different from Zhang Yang's expectation that Aunt Zhao would bring someone else in.
Hu Jinwang licked Aunt Zhao's earlobe and whispered, "Dear sister, let's play again." Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhao seemed to remember something, pushed Hu Jinwang away, and said,
"Alright, father-in-law, you should leave! This family's son seems to be taking exams these days, he'll probably be going home soon. Leave now before anyone finds out!" Zhang Yang thought, "I've already found out! You slut." "But I... I haven't had enough yet!?" Hu Jinwang's limp penis hardened again.
Actually, Aunt Zhao also wanted to have another go at it with Hu Jinwang, but she was afraid of being exposed and dared not take the risk. Looking at the penis covered in her own juices, she felt both pity and tenderness. She gently stroked the glans and said shyly
, "Jiaxing won't be back until very late tonight, and the two kids have after-school tutoring. As soon as I finish cooking dinner, I'll tell the boss I have to go back first. Then... then I'll be yours." Hu Jinwang reluctantly agreed to Aunt Zhao's request.
Zhang Yang, who was outside the door, saw Hu Jinwang leaving and immediately tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen to hide, then watched Hu Jinwang leave.
His erect penis was throbbing painfully, and he thought to himself,
"So Aunt Zhao is a thirsty slut too. Looks like I have to fuck her." With that thought, Zhang Yang slipped back to his room, where he saw Aunt Zhao lying on his bed with her eyes closed, resting. He quietly approached the bedside. Aunt Zhao, completely naked, made Zhang Yang's heart race and his mouth dry.
He saw her tongue lightly licking her delicate red lips, seemingly still recalling their recent passionate encounter. Her sweat-dampened hair clung to her cheeks, her beautiful face showing no signs of age. Her hands lay limply at her sides, her high breasts like white jade, her smooth abdomen connecting to a thick patch of pubic hair, still bearing the marks of their recent ecstasy. Her tightly closed legs and the dense pubic hair concealed her plump labia, making Zhang Yang even more eager to explore.
Suddenly, the fluorescent light in the room flickered on.
Aunt Zhao murmured, "Hmm... is the power back on?"
Zhang Yang coldly replied, "Hmm... the power's back on." Upon hearing Zhang Yang's voice, Aunt Zhao sat up as if struck by lightning, her hands covering her nipples and genitals as her only cover, her pretty face already flushed red. She stared straight at the ground, avoiding Zhang Yang's gaze.
Zhang Yang chuckled, "Don't bother covering up. I saw everything you and that man did, what's there to hide?" Aunt Zhao blushed even more. Zhang Yang continued, "If I tell my dad about this, you know what will happen!" Aunt Zhao nodded. Zhang Yang then asked, "Do you want me to tell him?" Aunt Zhao thought about the family's financial situation, which mostly depended on her high salary as a maid. If she lost her job, the consequences would be unimaginable. So she shook her head.
Seeing Aunt Zhao shake her head, Zhang Yang took off all his clothes, revealing his erect penis, and slowly said,
"Whether I tell you or not depends on your performance!"
Aunt Zhao naturally understood what Zhang Yang meant. She glanced at the vigorous penis, and her lustful nature made her petals wet again. Aunt Zhao thought to herself,
"Young Master's penis seems even better than Dad's. If I agree to Young Master's conditions, firstly, I won't lose my job, and secondly, I can often have sex with Young Master..." Thinking of this, Aunt Zhao couldn't help but steal another glance at Zhang Yang's huge penis, and immediately felt her vagina itch again. But Aunt Zhao was a master of the bedroom and knew how to tease men. She gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice,
"Okay... okay, Young Master, I... I can give it to you, but you can't go back on your word!" As she said the last part, her aggrieved expression made it seem as if she was only willing to agree to Zhang Yang for the sake of her job.
This tactic of feigning indifference worked perfectly. Seeing Aunt Zhao's pitiful appearance, Zhang Yang's lust burned even brighter.
Zhang Yang swallowed hard and said, "Don't worry, as long as you're obedient, I'll treat you well." He then sat down next to Aunt Zhao, embracing her petite body with one arm and kneading her perfect breasts with the other. But Aunt Zhao, on the contrary, wanted to actively arouse Zhang Yang's desire, making him obsessed with her body from now on.
"Mmm...mmm...so hard...hum..."
Aunt Zhao moaned, her other hand gently stroking Zhang Yang's hard penis, then cupping it in her warm palm, her thumb rubbing the glans, slowly stroking it.
As expected, Zhang Yang's penis felt like it was crawling with tiny insects, numb and itchy, so he hurriedly pressed her head down and said, "You philandering bitch, give me a blowjob first!" Aunt Zhao laughed inwardly, thinking, "Young master is still very green!" But on the surface, she maintained a gentle and pleasant demeanor.
She tossed her hair, first licking the glans with the tip of her tongue, then gently scratching the testicles with her fingers. Zhang Yang let out a soft "humph," and Aunt Zhao slowly took the engorged, throbbing penis into her mouth.
She tossed her head repeatedly, her cherry-like mouth moving up and down on the large penis, her tongue occasionally rubbing the urethral opening, her hands constantly scratching the testicles and touching his lower abdomen, making Zhang Yang's glans unbearably itchy and numb, causing him to cry out.
"Ah...you're so good at blowing...mmm...ah..."
Zhang Yang played with Aunt Zhao's hair, enjoying the pleasure emanating from his lower body.
"Mmm...oh...sizzle...mmm..."
Aunt Zhao was like a thirsty wolf, her cherry-like mouth sucking in and out of the big meat stick. Zhang Yang was aroused and his lust was rising. He grabbed Aunt Zhao's head with both hands, thrusting his buttocks forward and fucking her mouth. He kept shouting:
"Oh...good slut...ah...you really know how to blow...mmm...ah...I can't take it anymore...uh...oh...your technique is so good..." Aunt Zhao wanted to disarm Zhang Yang first, so she stroked him faster and faster. Zhang Yang's mighty cock was swallowed and spat out by Aunt Zhao like this, like a shiny giant stick.
Unbeknownst to him, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a surge of pleasure rushing to his penis, and he quickly lifted Aunt Zhao's head, causing the "cannonball" to recoil. Seeing Aunt Zhao's ambiguous smile, he felt embarrassed and stammered, "Okay...okay, let's play something else." Aunt Zhao blushed and nodded, suppressing a laugh, "May I ask what you would like to play, young master?" Zhang Yang had seen everything, thinking, "Damn it! I'm going to give you a good time today." He snorted, made Aunt Zhao lie on the bed, spread her legs, and carefully examined her private parts.
Thick labia hid under lush pubic hair, and between the pink flesh was a swollen and engorged clitoris. The entrance to her paradise was overflowing with spring tide, and the beautiful inverted triangle was already soaked.
Women generally dislike having their private parts exposed like this, and Aunt Zhao was no exception. She said shyly, "Young Master, don't...don't look...it's so embarrassing..." Zhang Yang didn't answer, thinking, "You dared to play with me just now, wait till I get my revenge." Having been disciplined by his sister, he was determined to teach this wanton bitch a lesson.
He gently rubbed the protrusion between her labia with his fingers, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, making Aunt Zhao moan repeatedly.
"Oh...ouch...so comfortable...ah..."
Seeing Aunt Zhao becoming aroused, Zhang Yang lifted her legs, lowered his head, and licked her full labia back and forth. Aunt Zhao felt a warm, wet object moving inside her, feeling a tingling, numb sensation, as if her vagina was melting. Aunt Zhao cried out in
pleasure, but Zhang Yang didn't let up, continuing to rub her vulva up and down, left and right, even using the tip of his tongue to lightly insert into her wet, sticky vaginal opening, sucking the nectar around her clitoris.
"Mmm...oh...I'm melting...ah...ah...so...so itchy...mmm...oh...ah...ah...oh...good brother...faster...faster...fuck me...it feels so good...ah...big cannon master, fuck me...fuck me...oh..." Aunt Zhao's plump little hole was teased until it was sore and numb, and her vagina felt like it was crawling with little worms. Honey juice leaked out in waves. She involuntarily twisted her plump buttocks and raised her vulva high, hoping that a big rod would fill her honey hole. Zhang Yang also knew that Aunt Zhao was already burning with desire and wanted to insert her hole to relieve the fire, but in order to get revenge, he decided to play a little longer.
Zhang Yang slowly inserted his middle finger into Aunt Zhao's alluring slit, gently rotating and rubbing it inside her honeyed orifice. Aunt Zhao was tormented by Zhang Yang's inconsistent foreplay, almost to the point of collapse. She rubbed her full breasts, sucked on her finger, and moaned ecstatically:
"Oh... young master... stop playing... it's so itchy... oh... I want your cock to fuck my hole... oh... please... please... ouch... fuck me quickly... ah..." Zhang Yang lewdly laughed: "Hmph! You dared to play with me just now!? How can I not do you properly now!" As he spoke, he continued to play with Aunt Zhao's wet flower core, while his other hand grasped her white jade-like breasts, pinching and kneading them, and gently biting her erect nipples with his teeth.
Aunt Zhao, tormented by the sensation, was like an ant on a hot pan. The thick, hard penis was so close, yet it hesitated to penetrate her. The sensual pleasure made her whole body itch and tingle. Besides regretting her earlier actions towards Zhang Yang, all she could do was writhe her voluptuous body to vent her urge to penetrate.
"Ah...please, dear brother...don't...don't tease me anymore...ouch...I want it...please fuck me...I...this slutty woman...um...ah..." Aunt Zhao couldn't help but beg Zhang Yang for mercy, but he ignored her completely, instead increasing the speed of his fingers grinding against her. His hard penis pressed against her buttocks from behind, still refusing to penetrate.
Aunt Zhao gritted her teeth, frantically rubbing her buttocks against his penis, but it was like scratching an itch through a boot—it was driving her to the brink of ecstasy. Suddenly, she realized her sensitive body was about to climax. Finally, Aunt Zhao bit her lower lip, closed her beautiful eyes tightly, and a gush of vaginal fluid gushed from her overflowing vagina.
...
Zhang Yang had left Aunt Zhao lying on the bed, weak and sore, panting heavily. Her body was drenched in fragrant sweat as she pouted,
"Good young master, I...I've already apologized, why...why won't you...come with me...?" Although she had climaxed, the wanton Aunt Zhao still felt her tender hole unsatisfied.
Zhang Yang gently stroked her petals and laughed, "If I forgive you so easily, won't you forget this lesson?!" Aunt Zhao's eyes were filled with seductive allure as she looked at Zhang Yang and said softly,
"Now I...I remember, can I..." As she spoke, another gush of lustful fluid flowed from her honeyed hole.
Zhang Yang looked at his fingers, now covered in the fluid, and laughed heartily, saying,
"Oh! Really? Then let you willingly feed my cock!" With that, he lay down, his unreleased cannon pointing skyward.
Aunt Zhao obediently straddled Zhang Yang's waist, one hand holding his cock, the other slightly parting her pink vulva, positioning the glans against her vaginal opening, and then slowly sat down.
Aunt Zhao let out a soft sigh: "Mmm...so big...so full..." Her beautiful, mature vulva tightly enveloped his hot cock, making Zhang Yang feel completely comfortable. Then, Aunt Zhao began to slowly sway her slender waist, enjoying the pleasure of his cock hitting her core.
Aunt Zhao's jade hands pressed against Zhang Yang's thick chest, each time she sat down heavily to the very bottom, allowing Zhang Yang's mighty cannon to penetrate to the deepest point. Zhang Yang held Aunt Zhao's slender waist and also gently thrust his hips in coordination. The "plop, plop" sound of penetration, accompanied by Aunt Zhao's wanton moans, made Aunt Zhao feel like she was dying of pleasure, and the lustful fluids flowing out soaked a large area of the bed sheet.
"Mmm...oh...dear brother's is so big...so beautiful...oh...so comfortable...ah...ah...uh...oh...fuck me to death...dear brother...good brother...ouch...again...ah..." "So, do I have to fuck your cunt often from now on?" Zhang Yang asked teasingly.
"Mmm...yes...oh...Young Master is so amazing...ah...Young Master...please...please satisfy Yujuan often...ah...oh...so beautiful...so comfortable..." "Haha! Of course!" After saying that, Zhang Yang met the rhythm of Aunt Zhao sitting down and thrust his waist hard.
"Harder...again...ah...mmm...good...oh...ah...it's so good...I'm going to die...my whole body...is going to...go to fall apart...ah..." Aunt Zhao was a little dazed by the intense penetration. She squinted her lustful eyes, played with her messy hair, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her pair of full breasts swayed violently up and down in front of Zhang Yang. The thick jade stem rushed through the dark grass and went in and out between her two thick labia. Although Aunt Zhao was in her prime, she could not withstand Zhang Yang's crazy penetration.
"Oh...so good...your big cock feels so good...mmm...ouch...brother is so strong...mmm...ah...ah...sister is about to...about to come...brother...oh..." Aunt Zhao grabbed her full breasts with both hands and squeezed them inward, her tongue licking her upper lip, and the rhythm of stroking the cock got faster and faster. Zhang Yang knew that this was a sign of female orgasm, so he fucked her hole even harder.
After a few dozen more thrusts, Aunt Zhao's plump, white buttocks throbbed, and a stream of vaginal fluid shot from deep within her uterus onto Zhang Yang's glans. This warm stimulation almost made Zhang Yang ejaculate, but thankfully, after ejaculating, Aunt Zhao lay exhausted on top of Zhang Yang, panting, and did not continue to masturbate. However, her warm, moist vulva still tightly enveloped his large penis.
Zhang Yang wanted to completely subjugate Aunt Zhao to his penis, so he made her lie down, withdrew his penis, and let the loaded cannon go back down. He gently kissed Aunt Zhao's cheek and said tenderly,
"What's wrong? Sister Juan, are you tired already?"
Aunt Zhao closed her eyes tightly, her cheeks flushed, and gently pounded Zhang Yang's chest, panting,
"Dear brother...you're so amazing, you've made my soul fly away."
Zhang Yang breathed softly in Aunt Zhao's ear and said, "Slutty aunt, I want to do it again!" Aunt Zhao said coquettishly, "Young...Young Master, you...you want more?" Zhang Yang didn't give Aunt Zhao a chance to rest. He helped her soft body up, kneeling on the bed with her hands supporting her, like a female dog in heat, showing off her pink vulva between her buttocks. Zhang Yang touched her vulva, which was covered in lustful fluid, and then, holding his still hard penis, he thrust it in all the way to the hilt. This dog-like penetration made Aunt Zhao's already tight vagina even narrower, and her vagina and penis were even more tightly joined. This also made the inherently lewd Aunt Zhao even more wanton, greedily licking her lips and moaning.
"Ah...ouch...this...it's so tight..."
Zhang Yang lewdly laughed, "Bitch! The best is yet to come."
With that, he began thrusting into her vagina, first slowly penetrating her vagina, each thrust hitting her clitoris hard, then gradually increasing the speed of penetration, making "plop, plop" sounds. Aunt Zhao, swaying her plump buttocks with each thrust, couldn't help but moan.
"Ah...it's killing me...ouch...uh...Young...Young Master, you're really good...ah...again...oh..." Zhang Yang held Aunt Zhao's slender waist, his jade pillar mercilessly pounding into her tender red petals. The intense penetration caused her labia to flip in and out, her two large, snow-white breasts swaying like ripe papayas, and her juices flowing freely. Aunt Zhao squinted her seductive eyes, her snow-white neck arched high, and she moaned and groaned wildly, enjoying the penetration pleasure that her husband and father-in-law could not match.
"Ah...do it again...mmm...so good...ah...dear brother...cock brother...oh...mmm..." "From now on, as long as...you are obedient, you can enjoy the feeling of being penetrated every day." "Mmm...okay...then...from now on, dear brother...you must...you must satisfy your little sister every day...oh...mmm..." Aunt Zhao's petals were penetrated dozens of times by the rapid piston movement, and her sensitive body couldn't help but tremble. Her warm vulva sucked on the big cock that was penetrating her, and she cried out in pleasure:
"Oh...I'm going to orgasm...ah...I'm going to...I'm going to cum again..." "Good little sister...I'm going to cum too...mmm..." Zhang Yang, who was sprinting with all his might, was working even harder on Aunt Zhao's delicate honey hole. The vulva that was responding to the cock finally released a stream of hot lustful water, which was all poured on the glans. The giant cannon, stimulated by the shock, couldn't hold back and the thick semen was all shot into the depths of Aunt Zhao's uterus...Unexpectedly, the power outage on a summer afternoon gave Zhang Yang another target for venting. From then on, whenever his parents weren't home, Zhang Yang would have a wild time with Aunt Zhao. Little did he know that one time Zhang Rou, who came home early, would catch them. But instead of "calling someone else," Zhang Rou joined them in a threesome—something Zhang Yang probably hadn't anticipated.
[The End]

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