Family life

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[Family Life]

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My name is Baobao. I was born in a small mountain village in western China and am eighteen years old this year. I am a senior high school student at the No. 1 High School in the city. In my eighteen years of life, I have personally experienced many sexual things. Now I write it down for netizens to laugh at.

In my mind, sex is an embarrassing word. In my growth process, it is full of laughter, bitterness, embarrassment and happiness. I have tasted all the flavors of sexual enlightenment, sexual temptation, and sexual pleasure.

In 1990, I was only five years old and did not understand anything. That year was the beginning of my sexual enlightenment. My family lived in the forest farm. My mother was a nurse in the forest farm hospital. My father was away driving for transportation all year round. My grandfather had not yet retired and lived with us. I shared a room with my mother. At that time, my mother was 28 years old.

I remember one day, my father came back from driving. My mother was very happy and took me to bathe in the mountain stream. We went to bed early after returning home. At night, I was suddenly awakened by a sound. I opened my eyes slightly and was startled: in the dim red light, my father, naked, was kneeling between my mother's legs, forcefully thrusting his urethra against her genitals. My mother was naked, lying on her back with a pillow under her buttocks, her head resting on her hand, her legs wrapped around my father's waist, her eyes closed, softly moaning. Her breasts trembled with my father's movements, and the wooden bed creaked rhythmically.

My father would sometimes touch and squeeze my mother's breasts, and sometimes suck on her nipples. I was terrified. My usually strict father was abusing my mother! I dared not breathe, hiding my head under the covers, peeking through the gaps.

After a long time, my father's speed increased, my mother's moans grew louder, and the slapping sounds became more and more urgent. Immediately afterward, Mom wrapped her arms tightly around Dad's arms, let out a long "Ah!" and

her whole body began to tremble violently. Dad also cried out, hugged Mom's waist tightly, moved his hips a few times, and then climbed on top of her without moving.

Dad stood up, took a balloon-like thing off his large penis, looked at it, and said, "Only once a month or so, that's really too much."

Mom laughed, "You haven't been messing around outside? You can really hold back?" Dad laughed and said, "I have a beautiful wife at home, and she's like a wolf in sheep's clothing. I have to satisfy her so she won't go cheating! Besides, those people outside aren't clean either, sometimes I have to take care of it myself." As he spoke, he poured the contents of the balloon onto Mom's breasts; it was a white, sticky liquid that stretched into long strands. Mom gently asked Dad, "I always have so much fun, and there's so much fluid. Am I being too wanton?"

Dad, while wiping the fluid on Mom's breasts and genitals, said, "At home you're a capable young woman, but in bed I'll turn you into a slut. Besides, I'm often away and rarely have sex with you. Our private area is practically dried up; it's rare for us to have a flood of fluids. It's not surprising you're a little horny."

Mom squeezed Dad's penis and said, "Aren't you uncomfortable once a month or two? I'm just worried you'll bring back a disease. You know, I'm not exactly conservative." Mom said while cleaning herself.

Dad laughed, "Then I'll find a married woman, a regular one?"

Mom said, "You dare."

They laughed and turned off the light, still chatting away. A little while later, the bed started creaking again.

This was the first time I witnessed my parents' sex life, and it marked the beginning of my sexual awakening. After that, during the few days Dad was home, they did the same thing. I didn't know what they were doing; it seemed like a game.

Sometimes it was during the day, sometimes all day. There was no door between the bedroom and the living room, only a thick curtain. My mother's cries were loud. I peeked in and saw my father holding my mother in front of a large mirror, doing it in front of the mirror. Sometimes my father was on top, sometimes my mother was on top, sometimes they were sitting on the bed, and sometimes they were standing. They never avoided me, only telling me to go out and play, promising to put on cartoons for me later. In my heart, cartoons were my life; I didn't care about things I didn't understand.

One day, my mother was working the afternoon shift. During her lunch break, I heard noises coming from my grandfather's room. I went in and saw my grandfather lying on a rare, well-maintained bed, holding a book in one hand and something in the other, moving it up and down on his large penis. I asked curiously, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

When my grandfather saw me come in, he didn't stop, and while moving, he said to me, "Grandpa isn't feeling well here, it's a little itchy. Grandpa is rubbing the itch." As he spoke, he took off the cloth covering his penis. What he was holding was my mother's underwear; I remember there was a yellow lily on it. Grandpa's penis was big, black, and covered in hair.

I asked, "Your penis is like Dad's, with hair, why isn't mine?" Grandpa chuckled and said, "You're still little, you'll have it when you grow up." He then smelled Mom's underwear and continued rubbing his penis to relieve the itch. Soon, Grandpa's hands moved faster, he breathed heavily, let out a soft groan, and twitched a few times. He removed Mom's underwear and peed on her vulva. The urine was milky white, plentiful, sticky, and had long strands. Afterward, Grandpa wiped his penis, wrapped Mom's underwear in a plastic bag, put it in the drawer, locked it, sat down, lit a cigarette, and smiled at me, saying, "Baby, Grandpa will give you a dollar. Don't tell Mom about today, okay?" I clutched the money and nodded.

Grandpa pulled me close, gently patted my head, and smiled. I asked Grandpa, "Why is Daddy's pee different from yours? Mine is like water, while yours is sticky and white. Daddy pee on Mommy's breasts and belly, sometimes on her face, but yours pee on Mommy's underwear?"

Grandpa took my hand and asked, "Have you ever seen your daddy pee? "

I nodded. "Mommy even helps Daddy suck, and when he sucks it out, it pee on her face." "Are Mommy's breasts big? Does Daddy squeeze them? Have you ever seen Mommy's vulva? Does it have feathers?" I

just kept nodding. "Grandpa, Daddy always bullies Mommy at home. Mommy yells and laughs. Why don't you do anything about Daddy?"

Grandpa laughed and said, "They're having sex! I'd like to replace your daddy for a bit, but your mommy won't allow it. You'll understand these things later." I still didn't understand what Grandpa was talking about.

In the summer of 1990, my aunt came to visit me during summer vacation, bringing lots of things. I was so happy, and I kept pestering her to put on cartoons for me. When Dad wasn't home, Mom often worked night shifts and didn't come home to sleep until the next day. I would sleep with my aunt that night.

My aunt only wore underwear to sleep, no bra, and I often touched her breasts. Her breasts were round, plump, smooth, and elastic, with small, pale pink nipples. She didn't seem to mind when I touched them; she just laughed. Sometimes she would press my head between her breasts, making it hard for me to breathe. Sometimes she would even touch my penis. I loved touching her belly button, and when it tickled, she would slap my hand and say, "You little glutton, you're naughty, just like your grandpa, trying to take advantage!" Then she would pull me into her arms, put my hand on her breast, and hold me as we slept.

One day, no one was home, and my aunt was watching TV. I asked her, "Do adults drink milk too? Dad often drinks Mom's milk, and Mom even drinks Dad's pee. Does pee taste good?"

My aunt glanced at me. "Have you seen that?"

"Dad drinks as soon as he comes home, he drinks milk while watching TV, and he drinks milk while sleeping."

"You've never tried it?"

"I'm all grown up now, I don't drink it. Oh, by the way, Grandpa even smells the clothes Mom took off that were used to cover her breasts. Does milk taste good? Can I drink some of your milk?"

My aunt blushed. "Mine doesn't have any. It only comes out after a man has touched it."

I said, "I'm a man, I'll just give you a squeeze and it'll come out!" Then I climbed onto her rare, beautiful dress and started kneading her breasts.

My aunt tried to dodge, saying, "You haven't grown any hair yet, it's not enough. I'll let you touch them tonight, but you can't touch them during the day, it wouldn't be good if someone saw."

I persisted, finally pinning my aunt down on the corner of her dress, reaching inside her clothes and squeezing her breasts. Her breasts were firm and large; my hands were too small to cover them. I had to use both hands to knead one breast. My aunt laughed, half-heartedly complying. After a while, she simply lifted her clothes, unhooked her bra, and lay flat on her dress, letting me play with them. At that moment, I truly saw her breasts: white skin, proudly erect, with small red dots around the nipples. I kneaded them for a while, then sucked on her nipples. My aunt let out a soft moan and closed her eyes. I sucked and sucked, but couldn't get a single drop of milk out. Her nipples, however, had swelled considerably, so I vigorously rubbed her other breast. My aunt held my head down with one hand, and with the other, she lifted my skirt and reached into my underwear, moving her hand incessantly. She gently asked me, "Have you seen your father's penis?"

I said, "Yes. It's hairy, black, and not very pretty, just like Grandpa's."

"Is your father's big? Is it thick?"

I looked around. "As thick as a battery."

My aunt said "Oh," and her hand in her underwear moved even faster, humming like my mother.

My aunt released my head, reached down and pulled down my pants, grabbed my penis, and squeezed it hard, muttering, "If only yours were as thick as your father's, you could fuck me, I'd be so happy! I want it, I want it, suck it now!" I sucked and rubbed hard, but nothing came out. I was so disappointed!

A moment later, my aunt shouted, "Brother-in-law, fuck me!" and squeezed her legs together, pressing my head hard against her breasts. Her whole body trembled, and she slowly slumped down onto her rare, wonderful breasts, letting out a long breath and becoming still. I was terrified, thinking I had done something wrong. I quickly got up, pulled up my pants, and ran out the door. When I opened the door, I found my grandfather standing there with a bag of vegetables, a puddle of water at his feet. I bumped into him, scattering the vegetables all over the floor.

In 1993, I was eight years old and started school. In my hazy understanding, I learned some things about relationships between men and women: what my parents did was called sexual intercourse, the clothes my mother wore to cover her breasts were called bras, white urine was called semen, a penis was called a penis, and my mother's vagina was called a vagina. Some changes had occurred at home: Dad had been transferred to the provincial capital, Mom had been transferred to the county hospital, Grandpa had retired and stayed at the forest farm, and my aunt had started working and didn't come to our house often. She would only come to stay for a few days when Dad came home. The house was quiet and deserted, except for my second uncle who would occasionally come to stay for a few days. These few days were the happiest days for my mother.

Because of her work, Mom had much more free time, and her clothes were much prettier than before. She also often wore light makeup. People often said that Mom was still so beautiful, full-figured, and radiant, like a young woman. I was very happy to hear that.

I remember for a while, my second uncle went to the city for training and stayed at our house for nearly two months. Mom and I were very happy. Mom was cheerful all day long, often singing, with a blush on her face that was rarely seen. When watching TV at night, my second uncle and his wife would sit close together. Sometimes Mom would rest her head on my second uncle's shoulder, and my second uncle would put his arm around Mom's waist. One day, I saw my second uncle actually placing one hand on Mom's breast, which was covered by her nightgown, and gently kneading it. They watched videos very late into the night. On Saturdays and Sundays, they got up very late, sometimes not leaving the house at all, sleeping, watching TV, or chatting and laughing.

One night, I woke up needing to pee. As I went to the bathroom, I passed by my mother's room and saw the light was still on, and the sound was loud. It was the familiar moaning of my mother during sex. The door wasn't closed properly, and the thin curtain couldn't block out the light. I thought my father had come home, so I gently lifted the curtain and saw a scene I can never forget: in the dim light, my second uncle was sitting naked on the edge of the bed, having sex with my mother, who was also naked. My mother was sitting on my second uncle's lap, her arms around his head, her feet on the bed, moving up and down, her breasts heaving, her head tilted back, moaning loudly. My second uncle's head was buried in my mother's chest, his mouth on her nipple, his hands holding her buttocks, thrusting in rhythm with her.

As Mom moved up and down, the sounds of "plop" and "plop" filled the air. After a while, Uncle stood up, carrying Mom and walking around the bed, moving as he went, asking Mom, "This way it goes deeper. Have you ever played like this with him?"

Mom didn't answer, her legs tightly wrapped around Uncle's waist. After a while, Uncle placed Mom on the small table beside the bed, lifted her legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, inserting his penis into Mom's vagina.

At this moment, they were facing away from me, and Mom's vagina was somewhat indistinct, only dark and hairy, with thick and long labia. Uncle's penis was very long, and the in-and-out motion was quite large. With the in-and-out motion of Uncle's penis, some fluid flowed out of her vagina and onto the small table, and Mom's breasts heaved violently. "Second brother, fuck me harder, oh...

oh..." Mom moaned loudly.

While fucking, Second Uncle looked down at Mom's vagina and laughed, saying, "Your vagina is so big, most people can't handle it. Only he can satisfy you. Mine isn't as big as his. Are you enjoying it?"

"Feeling inferior? You're not as big as his, but you're more skilled, have more tricks, it's exciting!"

After a while, they both got off and stood on the carpet. Mom put one foot on the bed, and Second Uncle hugged her from behind, thrusting his penis into her vagina, pumping in and out, his hands kneading Mom's breasts, the speed increasing. Then, Second Uncle shuddered a few times, let out a long "ah," and stopped after a few more thrusts.

Mom lay flat on the bed, reaching down to remove a balloon-like object from Second Uncle's penis; it contained some watery substance. Mom looked at it, touched it with her hand, and laughed, "These kinds, both the slightly textured ones and the ones with ribs, are very stimulating and can even delay ejaculation. I had two orgasms in one round with you, so we'll use these from now on." She casually threw it into the wastepaper basket, got up and carefully dried her genitals, then helped her second uncle dry his penis, and even kissed the head of his penis. Then she climbed on top of her second uncle and started talking. "I haven't felt this good in four months. With my husband away, I rarely orgasm. Sometimes it's really hard, I can only touch and rub myself, but it's not satisfying."

My second uncle lifted one of my mother's legs, touching her labia, and said, "No wonder, at that age, you're like a tiger in the throes, and after such a long separation, your belly must be starving. Why don't you find a way to make up for it? My husband won't know. Besides, you're quite open-minded. I heard you have a lover in the hospital, is that true?"

My mother laughed and said, "Don't listen to that nonsense, I only do this with you!" Saying this, she grabbed my second uncle's penis and shook it. "Yours is indeed a bit smaller than his, but yours is long, lasts longer, and has more variations, it's quite stimulating. I've been so happy lately. Hey, you won't tell your wife, will you?"

My second uncle pressed my mother down, lifted one of her legs, and licked her vulva with his tongue, saying: "I'm going to tell her you seduced my brother. I'll make her come and argue with you."

Mom said, touching her breasts. "My second sister-in-law is even more open-minded than me, she won't care. After all these years, she probably knows a thing or two. If she really comes, I'm not afraid. I'll let my baby's dad's big cock fuck her, let her taste her brother-in-law's prowess, and that'll even things out. Besides, you've been touching my breasts since I was little. You were the first person to fuck my cunt. You fucked my cunt first, then hers. When we were young, we fucked so wildly, in the bathroom at home, on your bed, on my bed, outside my brother's bedroom door on his wedding day. The best place in the house was where we often did it. I remember once when Mom and Dad went to a meeting, it was just the two of us at home, and we fucked on the big bed all day long. My cunt was swollen from you fucking it. From when I was little until I got married, I don't know how many times you fucked my cunt."

Mom kept her eyes gently closed, letting her second uncle kiss her, from her labia to her thighs to her toes, then from her belly, waist to her back, finally stopping at her breasts. Mom hummed softly.

Suddenly, her second uncle said, "I suspect your second sister-in-law and Dad are having an affair."

Mom opened her eyes abruptly, as if surprised: "Really? Dad's old, how could he? How do you know?"

"Once I went to the countryside for a few days and didn't come back until 2 a.m. Dad had just turned off the lights. I had sex with your second sister-in-law, and I found her vagina was full of semen, as if she'd just been fucked. Even the towel she used was wet. There were no other men in the house besides Dad." "

Could it be that your second sister-in-law did it with another man?"

"I had the same suspicion at the time, but I didn't say anything. A few days later, Xiaolan told me that when I wasn't home, her grandfather would often teach her mother calligraphy in her grandfather's room at night, humming and making noises, and wouldn't come out for a long time. I thought there must be something wrong! I just didn't catch him in the act."

Mom sighed and slowly said, "The old man is really pitiful. Mom died early, and you're often away in the countryside. Second sister-in-law has it tough too. As long as you don't mind, just let them be. They're old, but their hearts aren't! Bao Bao's grandfather used to take advantage of me, peeping at me while I showered, stealing my bra and panties, but he didn't dare to sleep with me. I think they all have the same intentions. Besides, aren't you messing with me too? Let Dad have some fun with your wife too. Let the old man have a taste of tender grass and experience the flavor of his daughter-in-law!"

Second uncle slapped Mom's buttocks and spread her legs: "Why don't you let Bao Bao's grandfather fuck you?! Let him lick your fat cunt too."

Mom giggled and squeezed her legs together, saying, "If he were half as good as you, I would have let him fuck me long ago." "He has the desire but not the guts..." they said, laughing and joking as they rubbed, kissed, and touched me.

I don't know how long I stood up, having forgotten about urinating. Only then did I snap out of my shock and tiptoe to the bathroom. I went back to sleep, but I couldn't really sleep; my mind was filled with my uncle's penis and my mother's vagina.

As the years passed, I grew up and gradually understood some things. There was curiosity, shame and inferiority, as well as novelty and excitement.

My mother always bathed me when I was little, and she never hid from me while bathing. I remember one Sunday evening in spring, it was just my mother and me at home. After her bath, she put on a bathrobe and squatted over the bathtub, rubbing my shoulders.

Under the bright light, I looked up and suddenly realized that my mother wasn't wearing anything under her bathrobe. Her legs were spread wide, facing my face. Right in front of me was my mother's vulva. It was the first time I'd seen my mother's vulva so close. There wasn't much curly black hair, distributed on her lower abdomen, with a few droplets of moisture on it. Her labia were smooth, and her labia majora were thick and long, about the size of my hand. Her labia minora were somewhat dark, and couldn't be completely covered by the labia majora, protruding outwards. With the movement of her arms, her labia minora jutted forward. —This is where I was born? This is the place where my father and second uncle had fucked me, the place that made them feel blissfully happy? And now, right in front of me, my face could almost touch it. I suddenly felt an urge to touch it, to feel what a vulva was.

So without hesitation, I reached out and touched her labia majora. It was soft and slippery. Just as I was about to touch my labia minora, Mom suddenly squeezed her legs together, slapped me across the face, and yelled, "What are you touching? You're being naughty! This is no place for you to touch!" She dried her hands, her face flushed

, and left. I felt so wronged. Why was Mom happy when Dad and my second uncle touched, kissed, and even had sex with their penises, but I couldn't even touch it, and she even hit me? Filled with resentment, and with the burning pain behind my ear, I started to sob.

Very late, I drifted off to sleep. In my dream, I felt someone touching my head. I opened my eyes and saw Mom! She was still wearing that bathrobe, sitting by my bed. Mom leaned down and kissed my cheek, gently asking, "How old are you?"

"Eleven,"

Mom sighed softly. "You're older now, and there are some things you should know."

Then Mom explained the physical development of men and women and some physiological phenomena to me. Suddenly, I understood a lot, as if I had grown up all at once, and some of my ignorance about sex gradually became clear. She pulled out my penis and pointed, "This is the foreskin. Yours isn't long yet; it will retract when it grows up. This is the glans; it's very sensitive. There's some smegma inside the foreskin; you need to clean it often. Sexual intercourse is when you put your penis into a woman's vagina and keep thrusting; that's when a man ejaculates." She kept retracting my foreskin as she spoke. My penis immediately became hard, and I felt a strange, pleasurable sensation. I started retracting it myself, finding it quite enjoyable.

"This is called masturbation. It feels good; it's okay to do it occasionally, as long as you don't do it too often."

I tried masturbating, and suddenly, I wanted to see a woman's vagina, so I asked my mother, "Mom, I really want to see a woman's vagina right now."

My mother laughed, "I knew you'd have that thought. Here, come on, look at Mom's! It'll help you understand some things."

She then sat on the bed, lifted her bathrobe, and pulled her legs up, revealing her vagina. I got up, turned on the bedside lamp, and carefully peered inside. Afraid I wouldn't understand, Mom pointed and showed me: "These are pubic hairs; the distribution is different for men and women. These are the labia majora; they're closed when you're small. These are the labia minora; this is the clitoris, like a little bean, very sensitive. This is the vaginal opening; inside is the vagina. When a man puts his penis inside the vagina and thrusts repeatedly, that's called intercourse, what we usually call 'fucking.' At the end of intercourse, the man ejaculates, and the sperm combines with the woman's egg to form a fetus. When a woman orgasms, there will be vaginal discharge. Oh, my juices are flowing out!"

As I looked, I touched Mom's vulva with my hands: pubic hair, labia majora, labia minora, clitoris, and vaginal opening.

Soft and moist. The flowing fluid stretched into long, long threads. Mom hummed softly, rubbing her clitoris with two fingers. I even put my fingers inside her vagina. Thinking about my uncle's penis going in and out inside, I felt restless. I said, "Can I put my penis inside you?"

"No! You're too young. You can only do it when you're older. Besides, I'm your mother. You can't put it inside me; you can only put it inside other people's vaginas. Are you uncomfortable? Let me help you."

She then laid me flat on the bed, knelt beside it, and first took my penis in her mouth. After wetting it, she squeezed it repeatedly with her hands. ____I felt so good! I asked, "Can I have sex with my aunt?"

My mother thought for a while, then said, almost to herself, "She's horny too! She flirted with your father too; maybe they've slept together. ___You can have sex with her, as long as she's willing!"

I touched my mother's breasts; they were soft and bigger than my aunt's. While my mother was masturbating me, she was also touching her own clitoris, softly moaning. Soon, I felt a pleasure I had never experienced before, surging from my penis throughout my body, then flowing back to my penis, making me breathless. Seeing my reaction, my mother moved her hands even faster!

A suppressed, aching sensation concentrated at the tip of my penis, making me feel as if I were floating in the air. I gripped my mother's breast tightly, involuntarily exclaiming, "Ah! So beautiful!" My penis throbbed a few times before quickly going limp, a little clear fluid leaking from the tip. My mother glanced at it and said, "You're still too young! You haven't ejaculated yet."

She then gently took my glans in her lips and sucked on it. I shivered, drenched in sweat, my body limp and unwilling to move, only feeling incredibly sleepy. My mother wiped my sweat, tucked me in, kissed me, and turned to leave. I noticed her face was flushed. That night, I slept soundly.

From then on, my mother never bathed me again. I often masturbated, and masturbation had a wonderful feeling. When I masturbated, I often recalled how my mother and her husband had sex, and I always wanted to peek at them. Peeping on sex became my hobby. Whenever my father came home, I would try every means to peek. Sometimes I couldn't see them, so I would listen to the sounds of them having sex. It was so exciting! I would masturbate while watching or listening. Gradually, my pubic hair grew back, my penis became much thicker, and the foreskin could no longer cover the glans. I could also ejaculate milky white semen when I masturbated... I quietly told my mother about these changes in my body. My mother smiled gently and said, "You are growing up. Be careful not to masturbate too frequently, and don't always think about sex. You should focus your energy on your studies."

In the days that followed, there were many changes in our family: my mother was transferred to the provincial capital, my father stopped driving his car, and our family was reunited; my second uncle's family and my aunt's family were transferred to the provincial capital one after another, and I started junior high school. My family bought a big house in the suburbs. My second uncle and aunt often come to stay with us, and we all have a good time together. I've secretly watched my second uncle and aunt, and my aunt and uncle having sex. I've also seen my mother and second uncle, my father and aunt, my mother and uncle, and my father and second aunt having affairs. Their conversations increasingly revolved around sex, which I found exciting, novel, and fun. I also wanted to experience real sex.

In my mother's bedroom, there were all sorts of condoms and various sex DVDs. When they weren't around, I would secretly take them out and watch them, masturbating as I watched. After watching, I realized there was so much sex involved: masturbation, intercourse, anal sex, breast sex, oral sex, group sex, child sex, bestiality, incest, homosexuality, wife-swapping, etc. One DVD was even a video of my parents having sex! Every night, the light and sounds coming from their bedroom fueled my urge to secretly watch. Almost every day, I found used condoms in the trash can, all filled with semen. Some were used by my father, some by my second uncle, and some by my aunt's husband. I even knew their sizes and preferred colors, and whether they used towels or paper as pads during intercourse. When I masturbated, I would ejaculate on these towels, and then I would watch them use them as pads at night. During

the Mid-Autumn Festival of 2000, my second uncle's family went on a trip, while my aunt's family of three came to our house for the holiday, as usual. That night, under the bright moonlight, the six of us stayed up late. My father and aunt's husband frequently clinked glasses, and my mother and aunt also drank quite a bit; their faces were flushed. The four of them talked animatedly, saying things that were rather veiled, and occasionally whispering to each other. My younger brother and I watched TV for a while and then went to sleep. But I couldn't sleep; the sound of running water in the bathroom kept me awake. At times like this, they usually had intercourse, and this was the perfect opportunity for me to spy! My mother and aunt both came in to check if we were asleep. I pretended to be fast asleep, and they tiptoed out.

A long time later, I heard familiar sounds of intercourse and moaning coming from my aunt's room upstairs, along with some noisy talking and low laughter. I quietly got up and went upstairs, only to find my aunt's bedroom door wide open, the light on as usual, with only a pink curtain hanging down. I gently lifted the curtain slightly and peeked inside, only to be stunned by what I saw: in the bedroom, not only were my aunt and uncle there, but also my father and mother! They were all naked.

My father was on top of my aunt, his buttocks thrusting forward repeatedly, his hands kneading her breasts, kissing her neck; my aunt had her eyes closed, softly moaning. My mother, on the other hand, was straddling my uncle, her head tilted back, eyes closed, moving up and down, my uncle's hands tightly squeezing her breasts. The large Simmons bed creaked under their weight. After a while, they stopped. Mom and Aunt lay side by side on the edge of the bed, their legs drawn up, while Dad and Uncle stood beside the bed, each inserting their penis into their vaginas and thrusting. After a while, they pulled out simultaneously, switched positions, and continued thrusting.

They were both wearing condoms, and the sounds of their thrusting were loud, like the sound of a cow's leg being pulled from mud. Mom and Aunt were even squeezing each other's breasts... Suddenly, a word flashed through my mind—"wife-swapping"!

This kind of thing actually happened in my home, with my own family!? Ha! How exciting!! I was stunned. I felt an unbearable swelling in my penis, and involuntarily stood at the doorway masturbating, my eyes fixed on them, but my mind was blank, my ears filled with their heavy breathing and moans. I forgot the time, forgot I was peeping, my mind filled with fantasies of Mom and Aunt's bliss.

Aunt inadvertently opened her eyes and saw me masturbating at the doorway.

"Baby!"

All four of them turned to look at me, as if I were a thief caught red-handed, stripped naked in the street, unable to hide or not.

My aunt whispered something in my father's ear, pushed him away, got up and walked towards me, gently taking my hand, pulling me to the bedside, holding me in her arms, stroking my hair—I could only submit to their control. My aunt's breasts were soft, and she was a little sweaty. My penis pressed against her thighs. She kissed my cheek, then smiled at my parents, saying, "Bao'er's grown up, he knows how to masturbate now, and his penis has gotten quite a bit bigger! You should teach him some things. Since he saw it today, why not let him participate too? Let him experience it for the first time, what do you think?"

My mother pulled out my uncle's penis, blushing and panting, and said, "He's never done it before!

If you don't mind, you can deflower him!"

My aunt took my hand, and she lay flat on the bed with her legs spread wide. My uncle quickly pulled off my underwear. "Hey, there's some hair! But not much, he's still young. Should we use a condom?"

My uncle smiled at my aunt. "Don't worry! Let him ejaculate, I won't get pregnant. He's still young, and it's his first time, it's a rare opportunity!"

My uncle said, picking me up and placing me on my aunt's stomach. My aunt grabbed my penis and guided it, and I immediately thrust it into her wet vagina! A warm, moist sensation enveloped me; I felt as if I had found my home. A surge of novelty, excitement, lust, and desire erupted within me. I grasped my aunt's breasts with both hands, squeezing them hard, mimicking my father's movements, thrusting my hips back and forth, in and out. My aunt watched me with a smile, her hips moving in sync with my rhythm, her vagina tightening and loosening rhythmically.

They all stopped, watching me move. This was my first time having sex!!

Mom got up and moved closer to my penis, stroking my aunt's clitoris with her hand: "You're so lucky, you get three penises tonight, what a bargain! You can only do this once with Bao'er, you can't do this with him again! Otherwise it will affect his health and studies."

My aunt glared at Mom: "I'll come to your house every day now, playing with Bao'er or my brother-in-law, it'll drive you crazy!"

Mom reached out and plucked a handful of my aunt's pubic hair: "You dare! I'll pluck all your pubic hair, leaving you bald!"

A wave of pleasure washed over me, from my toes to the top of my head, my desire surged, concentrated on my penis, I shivered, and a stream of semen shot into my aunt's body, hot and sore all over. My penis throbbed a few times and then stopped, as if it had suddenly fallen from the sky onto my aunt's voluptuous body. I lay limply on my aunt's breasts, not wanting to move. My aunt's labia tightened, and my penis fell out. This was my first real sexual experience, in my own home, inside my aunt's body, on this unforgettable Mid-Autumn Festival night!! I was no longer a virgin! Although I was only fifteen!

My mother and aunt carefully dried my penis, their four breasts swaying in front of me. I reached out and touched each one, and they didn't object at all. I was so tired! I wanted to sleep!! My

aunt's husband laughed and said to me, "Your aunt gave you your first taste of sex today. Was it good? Don't get too carried away, you little rascal. If your aunt isn't here, will you climb on top of your mother?"

My aunt's husband turned to my mother, "Will you let your son have sex with you?"

My mother rolled her eyes at my aunt's husband: "So what if you can do it, but my son can't? I'm fine with whoever I want!" My aunt's husband carried me to my bedroom, covered me with the blanket, and turned to leave. A little while later, their lewd laughter returned…

Years passed, and I grew into an adult. I became accustomed to their dissolute lifestyle, and subconsciously, I gradually became indifferent to sex. In these three years, I slept with my aunt, my second aunt-in-law, my second cousin, my classmates, and even the prostitute next door.

Sex is beautiful, it's pleasurable, like eating—perhaps essential, perhaps optional. Your attitude towards sex determines your behavior.

Three years of sexual life left me with a bittersweet experience. The regret I have from these three years of sexual activity is that I've never slept with my mother; the comfort is that even though I haven't slept with her, she understands me, cares about me, and I can even watch porn with her and masturbate in front of her without her scolding me. She doesn't hide her sexual encounters with my father, uncle, or aunt's husband from me; she only allows me to watch, not touch her body. Such a deep mother-son bond!

I love my mother, I love life, I love this family!

[The End]

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