【My Beautiful Principal Mom】(78)

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Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Seduction Suit Sequel

"Hehehe," I leaned on Aunt Wen's shoulder, laughing lewdly.

"Aunt Wen, you're so good to me."

"I think it's because I'm too good to you that you take advantage of me. You should be like your mother, see
if you dare to do anything else then!"

Despite saying this, Aunt Wen's body indulged my audacity, even adjusting itself to
facilitate my movements.

If my mother was more like a traditional wife, then Aunt Wen was a considerate and gentle lover.
Without causing me any trouble, she could give me the intimate feeling I couldn't get from my wife,
like being in my mother's arms—warm, comfortable, and incredibly attached, wanting to stay forever
.

Undoubtedly, Aunt Wen gave me that feeling, even giving me the illusion that even if I could leave my mother,
I couldn't leave Aunt Wen's embrace.

Of course, I would never give up on my mother. This proves that Aunt Wen
holds an indispensable place in my heart, just like my mother. I can't live without either of them. Just for this reason alone,
I'm sticking with Aunt Wen for the rest of my life. If anyone dares to take Aunt Wen away from me, I'll fight them to the death.

I leaned against the back of Aunt Wen's head, inhaling her mature and alluring fragrance, and wrapped my arms around
her slender waist .

"I love you, Aunt Wen—"

My voice wasn't loud, but rather very delicate. I said "I love you" right next to her
ear, how could she not hear it?

For a moment, Wen Wanting's entire body trembled slightly. Although it wasn't the first time she had heard her
little lover behind her say "I love you,"

it still deeply touched her heart.

Sometimes, love words aren't about quantity or how touching they are, but about how much sincerity and emotion are poured into them
. It's like singing a song; no matter how well you sing it, only by
singing from the heart can you truly move others.

"Hmm... Xiaofeng, I love you too..."

I stopped Aunt Wen as she was about to get up and take off her shapewear.

"Don't take it off yet, let's do it this way."

"You have so many tricks up your sleeve," Aunt Wen chuckled, clearly not refusing the suggestion, seemingly letting
me do whatever I wanted.

"Hehe,"

I didn't object.

I lifted Aunt Wen's buttocks, quickly unzipped my pants, and pulled out my long
-awaited member. Then I groped Aunt Wen's pert, white buttocks, making her
giggle.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my eyes, and my expression instantly became even more lewd than before. Luckily,
Aunt Wen had her back to me at that moment, otherwise, seeing my lewd appearance, she probably would have immediately put her pants
back on without saying a word.

"Aunt Wen, why don't you sit down?"

"You little rascal, are you up to something again?" Knowing my nemesis well,
Wen Wanting immediately guessed I was up to no good when she heard my tone.

But she did as I said. After all, she was already this little nemesis's woman, her heart and soul belonged to him.
If he wanted something, she would immediately offer him her last bit of purity. What was there to be ashamed of?

As long as he didn't make her sleep with other men, how far could he go?
What ? So she wasn't afraid at all. She knew her little man's psychology very well; his possessiveness
was incredibly strong. If she slept with another man, he would probably be the first to jump out and beat that man to death.

Without a word, Wen Wanting reached out and grabbed the proudly erect penis. The intense heat made her
palm tremble, and the large glans was so big that her index finger and thumb couldn't even hold it.

But she still steadied herself, took a deep breath, and sat down, her
plump vulva feeling as if it had been pried open by something. The juicy passage once again welcomed
the foreign object. Fortunately, this swollen object was already a familiar face to this passage.

Practice makes perfect, and as soon as the large object pierced in, it felt like returning home,
going .

Perhaps because the penis hadn't been "warmed up" before insertion, it went in almost without lubrication
, causing Wen Wanting's brows to furrow. She instinctively gripped the table for support,
barely to stay balanced.

However, when Wen Wanting tried to move next, she encountered a painful ordeal.

Previously, during sex, Wen Wanting had at least kept her legs open, if not spread.

But now, because she was wearing tight-fitting shapewear, she couldn't open her legs at all. Don't think that opening or
closing your legs has nothing to do with your pelvis; if you really think that, I suggest you go back to middle school and study
biology .

Wen Wanting's current experience was like giving birth with her legs clamped together. Although that description was a bit exaggerated,
the feeling she got from the large penis of her small man was by no means an exaggeration.

Thankfully, she wasn't a young girl anymore .
Even though she had done some exercises to tighten her pelvic bones after giving birth to Xu Pangzi, she was still a woman who had given birth; otherwise, her buttocks wouldn't
be as full as a young girl's.

Plus, with the number of times she had sex with me, her vagina had adapted to my penis,
so it didn't feel like it was "tearing" her apart.

"Oh...oh oh...mm oh oh..."

"Ugh...mm mm mm...oh oh oh oh oh..."

Heavy breathing escaped Wen Wanting's throat as she groaned. She hadn't expected
to have it was something she had never experienced before. She also hadn't anticipated that having
sex with her legs clamped together and this large penis would produce such a different experience.

At the same time, she was also very fortunate that her vagina was the type that produced a lot of lubrication; during continuous intercourse, her
vaginal fluids flowed endlessly, otherwise, she definitely wouldn't have felt so good.

"Xiao Feng... Oh oh oh... Fuck me... Fuck Auntie to death..."

Seeing that Aunt Wen was getting into the mood, I knew she had misunderstood, so I smiled and said, "Don't rush,
Aunt Wen, let's have sex while we eat, isn't that more exciting?"

"You... how can you eat like this?"

"Hehe," I chuckled mischievously, grabbing Aunt Wen's large breasts with one hand and using the other to pick up
the chopsticks from the table, placing a plate of food in her bowl. I then held Aunt Wen, making her move her body
slightly .

Aunt Wen quickly understood my intention, taking a bite of food and chewing while twisting her
hips and rubbing her hips against my large penis.

She twisted a few times with each bite. This kind of sex was something Wen Wanting had never tried before. It wasn't intense or
crazy , but this gentle, watery blending gave her stimulation that was no less than intense thrusting.

Eating while having sex doesn't mean that having sex with your beloved man means you don't need romance and novelty.
While women are emotional creatures, they tend to prioritize feelings over technique, but on the basis of feelings
, they don't mind adding some novelty and new ways to play.

The reason Wen Wanting fell into sex addiction wasn't solely due to her husband and their relationship;
the man who led her astray knew how to "train" her, providing her with pleasure she couldn't find with her husband
. This was the root of her downfall.

Otherwise, among so many women in the world experiencing failed marriages and relationships, why did Wen Wanting specifically develop sex addiction
?

I, too, relentlessly explored every corner of Aunt Wen's beautiful body, occasionally picking up a few bites of food. Admittedly, I had eaten
breakfast, so I wasn't very hungry. My attention was almost entirely focused on Aunt Wen, my lecherous hands practically
reaching inside her clothes, slipping under her tight-fitting bodysuit to her breasts. Despite the
bra, it didn't hinder me at all, and touching Aunt Wen's
large breasts had a unique charm.

The bodysuit itself gave me immense stimulation; I was constantly defiling that voluptuous, mature
body, even my face was never idle, pressed against Aunt Wen's back, making
intimate contact with her sexy bodysuit.

I put a bite of food in my mouth, and instead of returning my chopsticks to Aunt Wen's 38F-
cup breasts, my hand moved towards the gap between her legs.

Touching the soft, dark pubic hair on Aunt Wen's mons pubis, I noticed that her pubic hair was incredibly dark, with
a very concentrated melanin, darker than any woman I had ever seen.

I've only ever seen the genitals of three women in my life, not counting those in AVs. After all, even though the AVs
Xu Pangzi showed me were all high-definition originals, what you see on screen and what you see in reality are completely
different.

My mother's pubic hair was rather glossy. I don't know why, but every time my mother had sex, her pubic hair would
easily get covered in vaginal fluid. I don't know if it was because her pubic hair secreted vaginal fluid or if it got on her during sex.

So it always looks shiny and oily. Aunt Wen's pubic hair is different. Even when it's wet with
vaginal fluid, it's still very dark, and the hair roots aren't as thick as those of most women.
It feels fuzzy to the touch, like touching a loose, itchy knit sweater.

Aunt Wen's pubic hair also covers a large area, unlike my mother's, whose pubic hair is clumped
together above the clitoris. Aunt Wen's covers almost the entire vulva. Around the labia,
I can feel some granules, which are probably the hair roots left after Aunt Wen trimmed her pubic hair.

However, Aunt Wen doesn't trim much; for example, the
mons pubis isn't trimmed. I wonder if it's intentional, to match her sexy underwear.

Because every time I see Aunt Wen wearing lace see-through underwear, I can always see her pubic hair peeking out unintentionally,
which makes me itch to touch it.

"You little pervert, don't touch me like that!"

"Aunt Wen, are you feeling anything?" Clearly, under my gentle caresses, Aunt Wen
couldn't help but , even pressing her chopsticks down on the table. Her heavy breathing was slow and rapid.

You should know that my penis was still sitting on her buttocks. Although Aunt Wen's movements were very gentle, my penis
was covered with more and more vaginal fluid. Every time Aunt Wen slightly lifted her buttocks, I could see that my penis
became more and wet, as if it had been smeared with lubricant.

Hearing my words, Wen Wanting turned her head speechlessly, rolled her eyes in a condescending manner,
"You've touched Auntie's clitoris, how could I not feel anything, really."

"Auntie is a little tired like this. If your penis were a little shorter, it wouldn't be a problem, but your big thing is so thick and long
, and so hard, I don't dare to relax my body and sit down completely, for fear that my weight will break it."

Wen Wanting had been half-squatting for almost ten minutes. It would have been better if she could spread her legs,
but because of her tight-fitting shapewear, her legs had been kept together. In other words, she had been
in a "┌" position the whole time. Even someone used to a horse stance would probably have a sore knee. Luckily, she had practiced
yoga , otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to maintain it for so long.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Aunt Wen, I didn't think of that." Only after Aunt Wen said that I realized
how strenuous it was for her to sit like that. I practice martial arts myself, so how could I not know? I was just focused on enjoying myself
and didn't realize that Aunt Wen was enduring it. Yet, Aunt Wen had persisted for so long for me... "Actually
, Aunt Wen, you can sit down completely without any problem. I think I can handle it."

"Hold what? You little rascal, you're already pushing against my cervix. If I
sit down completely, won't you push it all the way into my uterus?"

I immediately felt embarrassed and supported Aunt Wen's white, plump buttocks to make it easier for her.

However, something suddenly occurred to me, and my mischievous smile returned. "I'd also like to know
what it feels like to have something inside Aunt Wen's uterus?"

"Dream on! With your terrifyingly large glans, if you were to shove it in, it would kill me!"
Aunt Wen gave me a coquettish glance, then slowly stood up, her calves trembling and numb, which made
her sigh with relief. She thought to herself,

"At least I'm up. If I kept going, I probably wouldn't be able to stand up at all."

She glanced at the table in front of her; there was still a lot of food left, but because she had been picking at it while making love, she had accidentally spilled food
everywhere . Seeing the messy table, she turned to me and asked, "Xiao Feng, do you want to eat the rest?"

"No, I'm full with Aunt Wen."

"You, really," Wen Wanting chuckled, "You've been working on this for half an hour, but
never mind, all you think about is sex."

"Go get me a pair of scissors."

"What? What do you need scissors for? Aren't you going to eat, Aunt Wen?"

"What for? Of course, to cut off this disobedient little thing of yours, so it won't harm other women in the future,"
Wen ."

"Can't even have a peaceful meal, might as well just give in to you. Besides, you've
made all messed up, how can I possibly eat?"

"Hehe," I chuckled dryly, after all, it was my fault.

"But Aunt Wen, what do you need scissors for?"

"You'll see when I get them."

Seeing this, I had no choice but to do as Aunt Wen instructed, going to the drawer under the coffee table in the living room to retrieve the scissors and handing them to
her.

I returned to the dining table, and Aunt Wen had already put on her shapewear and gone back inside.

At first, I didn't know what Aunt Wen was going to do. Then, she took the scissors from my hand,
plopped down on the table, and spread her legs facing me.

To my astonishment, Aunt Wen, right in front of me,
slowly with the scissors.

Instantly, a patch of fair skin was revealed in the black shapewear, but that fair skin had
a dark patch.

Her purplish-red vulva, glistening with lustful fluid, was slightly parted, revealing tender flesh. The two purplish-black
labia majora were already glistening with moisture, trembling slightly as her vaginal opening opened and closed.

"This…", my eyes lit up, and I moved my lips but couldn't utter a word.

"You little pervert, do you like Auntie dressed like this?"

"Um... I do, but Auntie Wen, this tight outfit of yours must be quite expensive, isn't it a shame to cut it off?"

Although I didn't know what brand Auntie Wen's shapewear was, I could
tell definitely wasn't cheap, but Auntie Wen actually cut it off just to please me? Auntie Wen
stroked the back of my head, "Silly boy, it's just an outfit, as long as you like it, Auntie can wear other things,
I just didn't expect you, you little rascal, to like this kind of style."

Since Auntie Wen had said that, I naturally wouldn't be polite, I took out my penis and pressed it against Auntie Wen's bare crotch
and shoved it in.

"Ah—"

"Oh oh—"

With the foundation from before, Auntie Wen's vagina was already incredibly wet and slippery, my penis
went straight in without much effort.

The tight, form-fitting top barely concealed her two large, protruding breasts, and
the black color of the top only aroused my desire.

Compared to removing Aunt Wen's clothes, I felt this was far more alluring; black is
always the color that tempts people to sin.

Aunt Wen's fair neck revealed a faint cleavage at the neckline, just a glimpse of her collarbone,
but it was enough for me.

I kissed Aunt Wen's earlobe, my lower body moving slowly and gently. I wasn't in a hurry to penetrate her beautiful,
wet vagina; I was more enjoying the passion with my best friend's mother.

"Mmm... oh... hehe... ah..." Her

clear, seductive moans, like whispers to a man's heart, gently touched my ear, making me incredibly
excited and agitated, as if a million ants were crawling across my heart, constantly caressing this elegant and
mature woman's body.

There was an indescribable feeling. In broad daylight, in my best friend's mother's dining room
, I was doing something shameful and immoral.

Putting aside the penis inside her vagina, just looking at her large,
round breasts encased in a tight, thermal top—those soft flesh covered by a bra—though they felt somewhat hard to the touch, the
visual experience was indescribable. Honestly, I never imagined black clothing could evoke such
a feeling .

It was as if an inexplicable stimulation was crashing against my heart, pounding back and forth, trying to
burst out, only to be pushed back, cycling endlessly.

Sometimes sharp, sometimes chilling, every cell in my body stood on end.

Gradually, I didn't take off Aunt Wen's top, but she pulled it up herself. However, she didn't
take it off completely, only up to her chest. Just enough to see the deep cleavage of her breasts, the lifelike pattern of the purplish-black
bra , adorned with some lace trim, and the full, plump breasts that were stretched out. The white, tender flesh of her breasts and
the purplish-black bra contrasted sharply with the tight black shapely top. The visual impact swept over me again,
and I couldn't help but swallow. I thought that touching her through the tight black top and bra would be more enjoyable than touching
her breasts directly.

But after Aunt Wen pulled down her bra, my preconceived notions were shattered. Her white, fleshy breasts were still
unparalleled . Perhaps the direct stimulation wasn't as strong as the tight-fitting top, but
the visual allure was irresistible. The purple nipples paired with her pink and white, full breasts
were a feast for the eyes that no man could resist, let alone a developing, still-growing, hot-blooded young man like me.

The allure of a mature woman was my Achilles' heel. Without thinking twice, I
started biting her nipples.

My lower body involuntarily quickened its pace, my little cunt secreting copious amounts of vaginal fluid. I felt my
abdomen and groin getting wet, but I couldn't care less at that moment. I intensified my thrusting,
relentlessly fiercely fucking her slippery vagina.

As I fucked, my mind went blank. I didn't know if I was still alive, as if I
were in a dream.

I could feel my penis rubbing against a very hot passage, and this friction gave me immense
pleasure .

Just when I thought I was about to ejaculate, I instinctively pulled Aunt Wen off the dining table,
then stuck out her buttocks, aimed at her wet opening, and thrust it in.

This time I was incredibly frantic, grabbing Aunt Wen's large, round buttocks covered by her shapewear; I must say, they were tight...
The pants she wore really accentuated Aunt Wen's beautiful figure. Just those big buttocks alone were enough to drive
countless men to commit crimes. To exchange three years in prison for such a mature
and charming woman with a full bottom and beautiful breasts, I have to say something every man wants to shout out: It's worth it!!! And not only do I not have to go to jail, but I
can also enjoy any part of my good friend's mother's body all to myself. I want to shout to the heavens: My
life worth it.

"Ahhh...mmm...ooh...ohhh...the thick, elastic flesh of her buttocks further stimulated
my climax. The entire first floor was probably filled with Aunt Wen's enthusiastic moans. If there were any outsiders, they
would never believe that the glamorous and elegant
Chairman would be having an affair with a teenage boy in her own restaurant, moaning and groaning as she was being fucked,
spewing all sorts of lewd words.

Yet she didn't care about her image at all; all she had was a tender, seductive look in her eyes and an
unyielding attachment, because she was making love with the man she loved, and only with someone she was willing." Only by being with the one you love
can you experience such happiness and fulfillment.

She had long forgotten how many times that hot, thick thing had thrust into her. With a spasm in her
uterus, a surging, hot current suddenly appeared inside her, as if merging with
a ball of molten lava. The scalding heat instantly filled her vagina, pouring relentlessly into
the depths of her womb.

She didn't try to stop this surge of heat that would allow her to conceive a new life. Instead, she quietly closed her eyes, enjoying this
moment of tranquility. She didn't want to think about what would happen if she bore a child for the boy before her. Their
relationship was unacceptable to the world. There was a nearly twenty-year age gap between them, and they were both elder and younger.
Her son was the man's best friend, and to the boy, she was
the mother of his best friend.

This seemingly contradictory relationship had escalated into physical intimacy. But she didn't regret it, nor did she
have the right to. Someone who didn't care about her past, who still loved and accepted her—what did she have to feel ashamed
of? She had already decided that she only wanted to love him for the rest of her life, hadn't she? I had no idea that
the moment would give Aunt Wen so many sensations.

My mind went completely blank, allowing me no time to think of anything else, not even the sensation of my penis inside Aunt Wen's vagina. Inside
, my buttocks, pressed against Aunt Wen's beautiful bottom, trembled incessantly, looking quite comical, and I felt nothing. Mental
exhaustion made me want nothing more than to lie on top of Aunt Wen, peacefully inhaling the alluring
fragrance . After a long while, I finally woke up, got off Aunt Wen, and realized I had
pinned her to the table for so long—how could she possibly bear my weight?

Aunt Wen, whom I quickly pulled off the table, was gently rubbing her breasts
while looking at me resentfully. "You little devil, really! If I hadn't said anything, would you have stayed on me forever?"

she said, rolling her eyes.

I smiled innocently, "Heh heh, Aunt Wen, your body is so soft and fragrant, it felt so
good I forgot… hehehe…"

"Always pretending to be innocent," Aunt Wen spat, clearly amused by my nonchalant attitude
.

So I said, "Don't you think about your weight? How can an auntie support that? But
it doesn't matter , anyway, if you flatten my breasts, only someone will suffer.

" "Uh..."

"That won't do, they won't really flatten, will they?" Seeing Aunt Wen rubbing her breasts as if it were
real , I was startled and raised my eyelids.

Although Aunt Wen isn't my wife yet, in my heart I've already considered her a part of my life
. Aunt Wen's body, and everything about her, is my most precious possession. Losing even a little bit would be
a huge .

"Let me rub them for you, Aunt Wen."

"You're just kidding, silly boy. Look how nervous you are. It's okay. If they were so easy to flatten,
Auntie's breasts wouldn't be so big."

"No, I'm still not sure. I have to check for myself." After saying that, I pulled
Aunt into my arms and reached out to knead her white and smooth breasts.

"You little rascal, can't you let your aunt have a proper meal? You're such a pervert!"

Although she kept scolding me, her body betrayed her. Aunt Wen
sat on my lap, wrapped her arms around me, and let my groping hands roam over her body. She even
brought her still-dripping vagina close to my penis, which wasn't in my pants, and
snuggled against me.

I smelled Aunt Wen's alluring scent and immediately understood what she meant. I picked her up
, and then another wave of passion ensued.

That day, Fatty Xu came home very late for some reason, and Aunt Wen and I "browsed" every
corner

The bathroom, the balcony, the living room, the kitchen—almost every corner bore
the marks of Aunt Wen and me. Surprisingly, Aunt Wen let me ejaculate freely today, without telling me to hold back. In her
words, today was the day to indulge myself and let me ejaculate to my heart's content. Before confirming the affair between my mother and me
, she had some suspicions but hadn't been certain.

Now that Yiran knows, of course I have to drain her dry so she can go back to her mother's side, with no more semen to ejaculate.

Women, even when they say they don't care,
clearly .

But it also proves that Aunt Wen isn't as nonchalant about me as she seems. If you don't truly
care about someone, would you care if they have another woman? ... That day, Fatty Xu took
me to an urban village. While not exactly remote, it was quite deep inside. We walked through several
alleys streets before finally arriving.

The houses were the kind of self-built structures, lacking any distinctive design features, but arguably relatively new, probably
because they were recently built. Looking at several other self-built houses nearby, this one was considered
one of the better ones.

At least after I went up the stairs, there weren't any narrow, non-compliant steps, unlike many urban villages.
To save space and cost, the stairs in these self-built houses are so narrow that
the steps . You can only step on about two-thirds of the way up, and if you accidentally slip, it could be a disaster.

However, most self-built houses in urban villages are built for rent, and as long as the location is convenient, they're easy to rent out.
Besides, this place is close to my school, the No. 1 Middle School,

so even those houses won't be cheap. The self-built house I'm walking up to now isn't as bad as the rumors say.

Xu Pangzi has gone to great lengths to avoid the old woman's husband, renting a house in
the urban village , probably for the old woman's convenience during her pregnancy.

After all, the old woman's original home is definitely uninhabitable, and moving to the urban village means more people, more migrants, and it won't be easy for her scoundrel husband to find her. Even if he does, no one in the neighborhood will recognize them
in a fight . It avoids a lot of trouble. We slowly made our way up to the third floor. There were only two doors facing each other across the entire three floors. Fatty Xu turned left first and stood in front of the left door, taking a key from his pocket and unlocking the outer security door . There was another lock inside. He opened that too, finally getting inside. I glanced at the general layout: a two-bedroom, two-living room apartment. The living room was quite large, and it seemed that since we had only recently moved in , many things hadn't been furnished yet. However, the furniture was quite complete, probably provided by the landlord. Although it wasn't elaborately decorated, everything was very clean and had been carefully cleaned, showing that the owner valued this new home. "Yuzhen, I'm here! Are you there?" Fatty Xu called out as we entered. Now that Old Lady was pregnant with Fatty Xu's child, calling her "Teacher Chen" was a bit inappropriate, so now Fatty Xu usually called her by her original name. How he addressed her when no one else was around was another matter. [I forgot if I included the old woman's real name before, and I'm too lazy to check the previous chapters, so I just picked a random name, "Chen Yuzhen"... Hmm... whatever, let's just use this one. Don't worry about such small details.] Just as Fatty Xu finished speaking, a beautiful woman walked out of the kitchen near the balcony. Since Fatty Xu's arrival, the old woman had truly blossomed, like a second spring in her life. She was a completely different person. If she hadn't been my middle school homeroom teacher for three years—I could say I spent more time with her than with my mother—I almost wouldn't have recognized her as the sharp-tongued old woman I remembered. Her slightly trimmed hair was neatly tied back, and the few crow's feet that used to crow's feet were completely gone. Her skin was smooth and radiant, so firm it seemed to drip with moisture. Her firm, full breasts stretched the loose-fitting loungewear into a captivating curve, making me momentarily the old woman I remembered ever had such a full bust? She wore a form-fitting, knee-length skirt that hugged her hips, making her rounded buttocks almost bulge out, like two large watermelons so big, so round! Two slender, beautiful legs extended from the skirt, perfectly complementing her 1.65-meter height, encased in black stockings. While not as long and alluring as Aunt Wen's, her stockinged legs were no less impressive, and after our connection with Fatty Xu, they gave me a guilty feeling of being a friend's wife. The black-rimmed glasses she wore no longer projected a rigid, shrewish image, but rather an intellectual, elegant teacher's style. Her still-flat stomach showed no sign of the life growing inside her. That's true, after all, it's only been less than a month. It will take at least three months for the lower abdomen to start to bulge.

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