Mark - Days spent with his stepmother

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I am an only child, 21 years old this year. My mother passed away shortly after giving birth to me,
leaving my father and me to live together for 18 years.

My father was heartbroken for years after my mother's passing, constantly blaming her for leaving
him alone so quickly. Therefore, from the time I was little, he learned to care for a baby, a
fragile little life, and until I went to elementary, middle, and high school, he never considered remarrying.

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, still very young, so I relentlessly persuaded him
, until he finally found a girlfriend and married her 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"! Unexpectedly, later on, my stepmother and I

... My stepmother was a very young, beautiful, and mature woman named Fang Wenshu. She was only 24
years old and had a great figure; I estimated her measurements to be 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 he married 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 and 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 my father's 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, the sudden death of my birth mother brought him immense depression, 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 get a tubal ligation. I
shook my head at my father's helplessness and went to do my own thing.

And so, for over a year, my father, stepmother, and I lived peacefully together. I was almost eighteen
. I hadn't done anything inappropriate to my stepmother, but I paid close attention to her every move, and
gradually, inappropriate feelings began to develop in my heart. I didn't think my stepmother was a promiscuous woman; at least she didn't
show it in front of me. Although she would often gaze at me with a deep affection, I didn't
deliberately avoid it, but rather let her gaze upon me—I simply ignored her. Yet, I couldn't help but
feel a strange excitement rising within me!

Since my father married my stepmother, he had been like a dead man. Every night, I would
eavesdrop , but I wouldn't hear a sound. Sigh! Was my father really determined to give my stepmother to 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, not acting like a responsible
husband . Was he creating an opportunity for me? The pressure in my heart increased with a multitude of doubts.

Then, when I turned eighteen, my stepmother's life began to change dramatically, surprising even me.
Let me first share some of the things my stepmother did when I was home!

As my father came home later each day, the saying "familiarity breeds fondness" proved absolutely true.
Initially, my stepmother always dressed impeccably at home, even when she wasn't going out. She always wore heavy trousers
or skirts, completely obscuring what she wore underneath. But over time, her clothing gradually changed
, becoming more and more sexy. Sometimes she would wear a tiny tank top that exposed 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, making me dizzy with admiration. My heart would race with her movements, and my eyes would linger on her stunning
figure . And so, I was suddenly bombarded with glimpses of my stepmother: her bra was showing through her loose clothes, revealing her deep
cleavage; I saw her plump buttocks exposed as she bent over; she wore all sorts of sexy lace panties . It almost gave me the urge to possess her, and almost made me forget she was my mother. At first, I didn't understand why my stepmother had suddenly changed so drastically, but I was definitely influenced by her. I finally began to officially make her the object of my sexual fantasies, masturbating four or five times a day in my room to relieve my lust for her. Things seemed to be orchestrated by my father behind the scenes, driven by him. My relationship with my stepmother continued to develop, while my father seemed to have truly become invisible, disappearing from our daily lives . After a while, even his image gradually faded from my mind. "What...what happened? Why is this happening? Why?" These questions kept echoing in my mind . Because of my stepmother, I gradually fell in love with her. Besides masturbating by fantasizing about her , I also developed a craving for her underwear—the kind I took from the bathroom, of course. After each shower, unlike usual, she 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 I realized she intentionally made them so visible! Her underwear was always fresh, a unique scent—a peculiar fragrance mixed with bodily secretions from urination and defecation—a pungent yet pleasant aroma that kept me lost in my lustful thoughts, further fueling my desire and allowing it to grow unchecked. Ah! I think I've truly fallen in love with my stepmother! My stepmother's underwear thus became my daily masturbation tool; I would usually wear it over my head.

She would hold her panties close to my nose and lips, breathing heavily on them, licking them, or pulling
them over my penis, experiencing the pleasure of her genitals rubbing against the panties and fantasizing about penetrating
her vagina, while masturbating. Alternatively, she would wear those tiny panties, barely covering
my erect penis, feeling her slender waist and flat stomach;
several times, the panties were torn by my large penis.

This went on for over half a year. I had observed her for some time, 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 her
panties back intact on the top shelf 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 , 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, deliberately leaving a ridiculously large gap.

"Doesn't she know there's a son at home? A lustful, hot-blooded young man!"
This thought both surprised and delighted me, a strange emotion welling up inside me. I couldn't help but think, "This...this...
how could my stepmother...do this?! If this continues, it'll be terrible!" A surge of rationality
made me stop in my tracks. I took her underwear and went back to my room to masturbate.

I've seen my stepmother like this for a month now, and I still don't dare to peek at her while she showers. One
Saturday evening, as I passed my parents' room, I heard a moan: "Ah... ahh..."
Curious, I reached out to peek, guessing my father was having sex with my stepmother.

But as I cautiously opened 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 took a deep breath and peered through the crack. To my surprise,
my stepmother was 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,
and my breathing became rapid. My penis throbbed painfully, wishing it could burst forth and
find something to release its pent-up desire. My legs were paralyzed, rooted to the ground, while my entire body
trembled slightly, sending out signals of pleasure. My mind was filled with
the image , an image that wouldn't go away, even arousing a desire to peep at her masturbating.

After a long while, my mind went blank. My lust finally overwhelmed my reason.
I was instantly consumed by desire, my tightly closed eyes wide open, staring intently into
the doorway !

As I looked inside, the door suddenly creaked open! At this moment, my stepmother came out in her pajamas
. We faced each other, staring in surprise, and simultaneously exclaimed, "Ah!" before
standing there motionless.

I was surprised by this: "How did stepmother finish so quickly? Did I stand here too long and
miss the show? Ah! Why is stepmother dressed so scantily? Her pajamas are even see-through, her two large, round
breasts are so clearly visible! Her private parts are a dark patch, vaguely visible, 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 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 do I do now?"

I was the first to recover. I awkwardly said to my stepmother, "Mother... I... I was just
passing by your room... I didn't... I didn't expect you to come out... Mother... Goodnight... I'm going to sleep now
..." I rambled on and on, saying things I didn't even understand, before turning and slipping back into my room.

My stepmother watched me run back to my room, then whispered, "It's... it's alright... I... I was just
going to the bathroom... Goodnight... my son... my... lover..." Her voice
trailed off, the last four sentences barely audible, before she went back to her room.

That night, after running into my room, my heart was pounding wildly and wouldn't calm down for a long time.
I vaguely heard my stepmother talking, and after she finished speaking, I heard her close the door. I breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking back to what she had just
said , I couldn't hear clearly, so I simply ignored it and lay down on the bed and closed my eyes, trying
to sleep. But I couldn't fall asleep. The image of my stepmother's naked body kept appearing in my mind and gradually became clearer. I couldn't help but
recall the fragments of what had just happened.

My stepmother's figure was incredibly beautiful. Only after she undressed could I see her full
figure , so stunningly beautiful, radiating an alluring, pure aura. Her body, illuminated by the light
, emitted layers of hazy glow, making her so vivid yet so enigmatic, like
looking at flowers through fog —the more you looked, the blurrier it became. Unless you pressed your face close to hers, you could only see her vaguely; unless you
held her tightly, you would only be holding onto the moisture in the air—the fog.

This fantasy lasted all night, and I couldn't help but sneak back to the bathroom to retrieve my stepmother's underwear. 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.

While masturbating, I suddenly had a strange thought: "I...I want my stepmother...I want...I want to be her
man...Dad told me this before, and my stepmother is getting more and more...I want...I must have
my stepmother...this incomparably beautiful woman...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...let us...together...together...ah..."
"Ah...I'm coming...I'm coming...Mom...Can you see...I've ejaculated for you again...
We 've lost...lost a 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...with you...Do 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 intense heat. I glanced at
the time; it was already 11:00 AM. Thankfully, it was a weekend, otherwise my classmates would have laughed at me at school.
I stretched, 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 the room, I rubbed my hungry stomach and went to the kitchen. I saw my stepmother busy at work, and just then,
her gaze turned towards me. I awkwardly mustered the courage to greet her: "Good...good morning,
Mom!"

"It's not early anymore...it's already noon...good morning..." my stepmother said, blushing as she lowered her head to chop
vegetables.

"Well...good...good afternoon, Mom..." I said, equally embarrassed.

"Okay...okay...don't say anymore...you must be hungry, right? Mom...Mom will be done soon,
son...wait a moment!" my stepmother said, placing two dishes on the table.

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

"You still remember your dad! Your dad...he's the chairman of the company now...he goes out to socialize with friends on weekends and
holidays , let alone on weekdays. You...really, you...you
didn't even notice?...You...your dad's...good...good intentions!" My stepmother abandoned her reserve and
spoke to me suggestively.

"I...I...I know Dad...Dad is 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 it…
That ’s what it means to be an obedient child…” My stepmother interrupted me, speaking with her back to me.

“Yes… yes… Mom… you… you’re right… I should… I should listen to Dad
and be 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 my stepmother was cooking with her back to me
, I noticed she was wearing the same see-through nightgown I'd seen yesterday. A kitchen
scarf covered her upper and lower body, but the see-through nightgown was visible through her back. She was wearing a bra and panties today
, but to me, she appeared completely naked. Her proud breasts, alluring white and
plump buttocks, and that thick, dark forest of hair made my penis swell rapidly. I
quickly turned around, pressing my hand to my genitals and taking deep breaths.

"Alright! Son… ah… it's ready to eat… you must be very hungry, right? Come and eat! Because there are
two of us… I'll cook something simpler, hurry up!" my stepmother suddenly said from behind me.

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

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

"Silly... silly boy... Mom... sees how hard you work usually, you'll wear yourself out, so...
so Mom specially prepared... prepared something to nourish you... How is it... is it delicious?" My stepmother
blushed , looking at me with deep affection.

I understood my stepmother's good intentions. To please her, I piled a lot of food on my plate and uttered words of
praise : "Mmm... mmm... um... um... so... delicious... Mom... so... so delicious
!" I deliberately ate with loud slurping noises.

My stepmother blushed, even redder than before. She crossed her arms, resting her chin on her hand, watching me eat heartily, and
said with a charming smile, "Hehe...you don't have to be so dramatic about how delicious it is...come on, try this one..." She picked up
another piece of pig's trotter for me.

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

"No...no rush...Mom...Mom likes watching you eat! Anyway, I can
eat while I clean up!" my stepmother said with a smile.

"Mom...this...this isn't good for you!...you...you like this...I...I..."

"It's alright, don't worry about me...come on, eat as much as you can, it's good for your health." My stepmother
then brought me a bowl of bird's nest soup.

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

My stepmother watched me eat at the table until I was full, without touching her chopsticks. After I
finished said, "Leave the dishes on the table. Go and rest. I'll clean up."

"Um...um...Mom...I'll go back to my room now...thank you...thank you, Mom...I...I love
you..." With that, I dashed to my room, leaving my stepmother standing alone in the kitchen,
deep in thought my words.

That evening, the atmosphere at dinner was awkward. My stepmother continued to watch me eat quietly,
serving me food and soup, while I ate silently. After dinner, my stepmother cleaned the kitchen and prepared to take a shower.
And she went to the bathroom every day without fail, while I had been hiding in my room all day because of my stepmother.
Wanting a change of pace, I turned on the TV and watched a variety show, trying to put aside my stepmother situation and focus
on the program. Indeed, the show made me laugh hysterically, and it slightly lessened my
longing for my stepmother.

But soon after, my stepmother's voice came from the bathroom: "Xiao Ren...
could ?"

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

"Mom... I've got 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 the bathroom.

"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 showering
.

"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 in a wave of heat, and my stepmother's beautiful face appeared before me. She
was holding me tightly, her ample breasts pressing against my chest. I couldn't resist any longer; I wrapped
my arms around her and lowered my head to kiss her lips. She returned
my kiss passionately, and the bath towel fell to the floor. 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 with my stepmother on the bathroom floor, and to my utter surprise, she was incredibly passionate. She quickly
stripped me of all my clothes, grabbed my already erect penis, and began to give me oral sex.

I was stunned for a moment, and kept saying, "Oh...oh...Mom...Mom...this...this is not...
not ...no...Mom...Mom...oh...I...I...love...you...good...good..."

In the end, I had to admit that I also loved my stepmother. Since my stepmother had already given up everything to do that with me
, I naturally went along with it.

"Waaah...waaah...Ren'er...ah...Mom...can't...endure...the...years...
of...longing...for...you...I...I...love...you...waaah...
waaah..." my stepmother said while sucking my penis.

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

"Ren...don't say anymore...it's all Mom's fault...Mom...followed...nothing...nothing...okay...
I'm not saying anything..." my stepmother said, tears streaming down her face.

As I enjoyed my stepmother's oral sex, gazing at her beautiful hair, I excitedly said, "Mom...Mom...
I know what you...mean...this should be blamed on...me...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. My father hadn't slept with her since their marriage, and she
couldn't bear the loneliness of being alone day and night. She had many doubts. Only after my father privately
explained things to her and encouraged her to go for it did she reluctantly agree. Otherwise,
she would never have dared to do it! But both sides were bound by ethical constraints, so neither dared to actually do it. Now,
my stepmother's initiative had broken down the long-standing barriers and differing beliefs between them, and they were about to unite.

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

"Mom...Mom...Wen...Shu...good...good...I...I...I...am going to...cum...I'm going to...
cum...oh...oh...oh...oh..."

My penis couldn't take it anymore from my stepmother's blowjob; my body trembled, and a stream of hot semen shot into her
mouth .

Instead of getting up, my stepmother continued to blow, and a pool of semen flowed from her mouth
, instantly covering my penis with it. Her blowjob skills, instead of shrinking, made my penis grow
even larger, 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, intently 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... love you... Let's... let's... do it?" I said, looking at my stepmother
with affection .

"Son... Ren... no rush... our defenses... have already been broken down... no need to rush... let's
... let's take a... take a bath together first... what do you... say?" My stepmother looked up and
sat down beside me, saying.

Hearing my stepmother's suggestion, I thought, "That makes sense. Why not take a bath together?" So I said, "Okay!
Wen...Shu..."

"Thank you...thank you...for calling me that...I...oh...I'm so happy...Ren..."
After saying this suddenly gave me a passionate kiss and got up to shower.

At that moment, it suddenly dawned on me: "My stepmother has become more lively because of this incident, and
my heavy heart has suddenly lightened considerably. 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 became one. My mind began to stir, and my hands began to caress my stepmother's
body. My stepmother, shyly dodging me, told me to sit on a small stool, and she knelt in front of me to wash my
body .

Seeing my stepmother like this, I picked up the shower gel and started rubbing it on her body. Her entire body was instantly covered in my hand gel.
I touched her all over. Every time my hand wandered over my stepmother's genitals, she would cry out and pause for
a long time. She didn't tell me to stop, but her face was already flushed. My penis remained erect, and
every time my stepmother's hand grasped it and moved it up and down, it felt even better than if I did it myself. We
were both intoxicated by the physical pleasure, and neither of us wanted it to end right away.

"Wen Shu... Wen Shu... Is it done? Time to wash it clean..." I broke the silence.

"Ah... Ah... Okay... Okay..." my stepmother said intermittently, still not quite recovered.

While washing, we couldn't help but tease each other a bit more!

After showering, my stepmother 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. I thought 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 using my fingers to stimulate 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 aroused her.

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

As I licked, I reached her navel, licking around the indentation, making her repeatedly say,
"Ah...ah...itch...itch...stop...ah..." until she forcefully
pushed my head away, finally releasing my grip on her navel.

This push from her forced my nose directly between her labia. Oh!
The scent was incredibly alluring, hundreds of times better than the smell of her underwear. The unique fragrance of my stepmother combined with the scent of her vaginal fluids made
me press my nose deep into her vagina, inhaling deeply.

At this moment, my stepmother clamped her legs together, trapping my head tightly. She grabbed my hair with one hand,
twisting her ample hips, forcing my nose completely into her vagina, almost suffocating me. I quickly tilted my head
back, stuck out my tongue, and thrust it into her vagina, skillfully swirling it 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'm going to...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum...oh...oh...oh...oh..." Under
the teasing of my nimble tongue, my stepmother reached her first orgasm in her life.

Hot, wet fluids, like a flood, gushed from her vagina, which my tongue and lips immediately began
to suck on. Drinking the fluids flowing from my stepmother's vagina was also a first for me; the taste, needless to say
, was fantastic!

"Mmm...mmm...ah, Wenshu...your...tastes amazing...even better than fruit juice!"
I couldn't help but look up and say.

"Mmm...mmm...I...I'm not coming anymore...I don't even know what shyness is...Here...here...
lick there...I'm already...so embarrassed...and you still say...and you still say...Ren...
you...you're so naughty...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...okay, Wen Shu?...mmm...mmm..." Without waiting for my stepmother's answer, I moved her
body , pried her hands apart, and lowered my head to kiss her.

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

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

So, I moved my body, lifting my stepmother's legs onto my shoulders, one hand
supporting her buttocks, and with 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 .

Only half of my penis was inside when my stepmother cried out like this, and she couldn't help but thrust in
and out forcefully again, until my entire penis was completely submerged in her vagina, tightly gripped by the vaginal walls. My stepmother groaned even louder than
before : "Ah...ah...it hurts...ah...ah...finally...finally
...ah...it hurts...it hurts...ah...ah..."

I began to slowly thrust in and out. Suddenly, I saw a trace 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 welling in her eyes, "Yes...yes...that's right...I'm still a virgin...you...dad
...none of him...he...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 oh...I...it's so hot there...oh oh...faster...faster...faster...
fuck me...oh oh oh..."

"Mmm...Wen...Wen Shu...your...your vagina...is so...tight...it feels so good...huff...huff
...I want to fuck you...to death...to die of pleasure...I love you...to death...huff..."
"Wen Shu... your juices are so... so much... oh... so... 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...
quickly... possess me... oh oh... oh... I... I'm about to be fucked... fucked to death... oh oh
oh... hold me tight... oh... oh... quickly... hold me tight... harder... fuck me harder... ah...
ah ah..."

As my stepmother spoke, she asked me to hold her and do it to her. So I put her legs down, picked her
up, and sat on the edge of the bed. I let her straddle my lap, and she straightened my penis to align with her vagina before sitting
down. She wrapped her hands around the back of my head and rubbed her large breasts against my face. I also
gripped her slender waist tightly, 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...ah...oh oh oh...Ren...I love you so much...you...you're so strong
...ah...ah...this...this is good...very good...ah ah...ah..."

The stepmother twisted her whole body, enjoying the pleasure of being fucked, and occasionally let out lewd moans, each sound melodious.

My stepmother's hands tightly held my head, pressing it against her chest. Her breasts
slapped making "slap, slap, slap" sounds. Her vagina was continuously sucking in and
expelling my penis with "plop! plop!" sounds. My head swayed from side to side, licking my stepmother's two swaying
breasts with my tongue. I also made "woo...woo...woo..." sounds from time to time, filling the
room with an atmosphere of lust, like a symphony. We made love
calls, one after another, and we were completely lost in the act of lovemaking.

My arms were getting a little sore, so I stood up, holding my stepmother's waist. As I
stood up hugged my neck and squeezed my waist, her body swinging backward so that her vagina
was inserted at a 45-degree angle, which made it easier for me to thrust in and out. After we got into position, I thrust and contracted my hips,
bringing my stepmother to another orgasm.

My stepmother's head and jet-black hair swayed wildly with each thrust of my lower body. I
gritted my teeth and fucked her hard, making her feel like she was dying of pleasure. I saw saliva involuntarily
dripping from the corners of her mouth, her eyes rolling back, and her mouth continuing to emit moans of orgasm:

"Ah...ah...ah ah...ah...lover...ah...so...so strong...so amazing...
oh...oh...oh...oh...I can't take it...I can't take it anymore...almost...almost...almost...coming...
orgasm...oh oh oh oh..."

My stepmother's moans also stirred 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...hoohoo...I...I...I...want to...come...ah...oh
oh...hoohoo...hoohoo...oh oh...oh..."

At that moment, we both came at the same time, a stream of hot semen shooting straight into my stepmother's uterus, while vaginal fluid
flowed down my penis. I hugged my stepmother and fell onto the bed with a "thud," my penis still inside her
vagina, while my stepmother held me tightly, her head nestled in my chest,
motionless. We were quietly enjoying the pleasure and stimulation after our orgasms.

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

"It... it still hurts... but... it's you... so I don't... feel... so much pain..."
my stepmother said shyly.

"Shu... Dad... what about him?... How is he feeling...?" I still thought my father's
actions were unwise, which is why I asked this question.

"Ren... don't worry about your dad... he couldn't take it anymore because you were bothering 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 find you a wife... he wanted the two of us...
to wait until you were older before we... to get married... this... this is what I agreed to after I saw you... this is what
your dad... so that's why your dad and I... that's why..." My stepmother, afraid I'd be upset, lowered her head and fell silent halfway
through her sentence .

"Ah... Mom... no... Wenshu... is... is it true? I... I still can't accept...
accept the fact... Dad... he 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, then suddenly looked up at me and said, "Your father 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 he... so 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... please stop... I know everything... I understand Dad's good intentions...
Mom... I'm sorry to Dad... and I'm sorry to... you too...
I will repay you for all your hard work... 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 for you to inherit...so...so you shouldn't
disappoint your father...as for me...Ren...you have nothing to apologize for...it's...it's my own fault
...you can't blame anyone...sob...Ren..."

My stepmother, speaking, suddenly threw herself into my arms and wept.

I gently stroked her 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. Everything is..."
"Because I...I'm an only child...that's why Dad did this...Now...I
will never , Wenshu..."

I gently cupped my stepmother's beautiful face, kissed her smooth forehead, and looked at her with a firm gaze,
saying , "You...you're willing...to...marry...me...?"

"...Um...um..." The silent gaze brought tears to my stepmother's eyes again, and she shook her head and then nodded
helplessly .

"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'm willing...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, then I jumped up and down in her arms. She was so flustered that she didn't dare look at me, only shedding tears as she
laughed and shouted, showing that her joy was no less than mine.

All the troubles and pain vanished with the wind. Wen Shu and I had another passionate encounter before going to the bathroom
to clean our filthy bodies. We couldn't help but make love in the bathroom again. This day felt like the clouds had parted and the sun
had shone through, completely liberating our hearts, and we reveled together all night.

Afterwards, we waited for Dad to come home, and I personally explained everything to him. Dad was immediately
overjoyed , hugging us both and saying repeatedly, "Good...good...good..." I knew that Dad's efforts had
paid off, and now it was my turn to repay him.

Not long after, my father held a grand wedding ceremony for Wenshu and me. The next day, we
went 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,
enjoying watching me masturbate in the room and bathroom, and she would masturbate outside the door. Later,
we started making love, everywhere—in the room, the bathroom, even the kitchen, the living room…we
tried it everywhere, which felt fresh and exciting!

My father was very cooperative, coming home later than before, giving us more time to spend
together and party.

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

And me? I'm still studying. I won't officially start
my internship . 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.

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