My Mother Xu Qiuman (Bonus Chapter) Wedding Anniversary

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"Ding-a-ling..." It's a new day. I got out of bed in the morning and found a little suit on the bedside table. After washing up
and eating breakfast, Mom went back to the bedroom to change, while Dad wore a smart suit and tie.

"Dad, are you going to your wedding? You're dressed so formally. Besides, you don't need to take me. I'm supposed to
play ball with my classmates today," I said irritably.

"You silly boy, today is your dad's wedding, and it's also my and your mom's 15th wedding anniversary.
When your mom comes out later, you have to praise her a lot, okay? If you behave well today, your allowance will double next month."

I looked at my handsome and tall dad. They've been married for 15 years? Time really hasn't
left . At this moment, the bedroom door opened, and I was completely stunned. The mother in front of me had
a beauty I had never seen before. I was sure this was the unattainable bride I had always fantasized about in my mind—pure,
virtuous, intelligent, and with that proud figure. I swallowed involuntarily, completely dumbfounded.

Just then, Dad magically produced a large bouquet of roses from behind his back, knelt on one knee in front of Mom, and said affectionately,
"Manman, when we got married, I was penniless. Today, I want to give you my best." He then pulled a diamond ring from
his pocket .

Mom's eyes reddened, and she gently slapped Dad. "You're wasting money again! How much did this outfit and this
diamond ring cost? Mingming just started junior high, his grades are average, and he'll need so much more money later. Xiaoming, what are you daydreaming about?
Come on!"

"Ah, okay," I said blankly, opening the door and walking out.

Just then, the door opposite opened at the same time. "Ming-ge, play PSP with me tonight, I'm stuck on another level
."

I looked up and saw Xiaoyu rush in like a whirlwind. "Uncle Zhang, good morning! Oh,
Aunt Xu, you're so pretty, prettier than my mom! I want you to be my mom!"

As he spoke, Xiaoyu quickly hugged his mother's leg. Xu Qiuman affectionately stroked his head. His white
wedding dress, short in the front and long in the back, was pushed up again by him, revealing Xu Qiuman's round thighs, which shimmered with a faint
golden light. It turned out that my mother was wearing a pair of golden sand-colored stockings, which I hadn't noticed from inside the house.
Chen Qingyong, who was pretending to have just left, swallowed hard. I heard him.

His eyes looked like he wanted to devour my mother. He had always been very good to me, but I had never seen him
look like that before. It was like a ravenous dog in the animal kingdom, exuding naked possessiveness.

His eyes traveled from his mother's long, curly hair piled up, her delicate, flawless face adorned with light makeup, her bare,
slender neck, her bare shoulders, her deep, full cleavage, her shapely, high legs
, and the insteps taut in her gold high heels, before finally settling deep into the firm, milky-white cleavage of her breasts.

Xu Qingyong was incredibly excited; this was a feeling he had never experienced before. His possessiveness reached
its peak . He wanted to possess this beauty before him, to pamper her, to ravage her, just as he had that night and in countless fantasies
…

“Brother Xu, you’re going out too!”

“Ah, yes, yes, this little rascal insisted on going to the amusement park. We had to leave early, otherwise there would be a long queue.
Your family is…” Xu Qingyong reacted quickly.

“Brother Xu, I haven’t seen you since I got back. You’ve been too busy these days. Today is our wedding anniversary, so we’re going to take another set of wedding
photos.” His father was very enthusiastic when he saw him.

"Oh, you two are so romantic. Unlike us old married couples, just getting by. The elevator's here,
let's go down together."

In the enclosed elevator space, Xu Qingyong smelled the fragrance gradually filling the air, his eyes occasionally
glancing at his neighbor—the woman he longed for day and night,
the woman he was always ready to meet at his door, the woman who reignited the passion in his middle-aged life,
the wife of his former brother-in-law. He suddenly realized she was also in this elevator.

She was slightly tipsy, her dirty hands constantly
caressing His hands and legs trembled involuntarily. "Today I must have her," the thought
echoed in his mind like a spell.

Today, Dad was driving, Mom was wearing her wedding dress and sitting in the back seat, and I was in the passenger seat. Xu Qingyong watched the
family get into the car, his mind racing. "Okay, little brother, drive carefully. It looks like it's going to rain today, so drive
carefully. I'll treat your family to dinner these next couple of days. It's been a long time since our two families have gotten together, so let's celebrate together."

Dad nodded, started the car, and drove out of the garage. I could still see Uncle Xu
staring intently at our car in my rearview mirror, his slightly balding head particularly noticeable in the underground garage.

"Oh, Mingming's dad's back. Are you going out?"

I looked up from my phone and saw it was Wang Qiang's dad, Wang Gang. It was him again, the gatekeeper. Looking at that
ugly old face, he was even more annoying than his son. "Yes, we're going out for a stroll. And you are?"

"I'm Wang Qiang's dad. My son is getting tutoring from Teacher Xu. Thank you so much, Teacher Xu."

I noticed Wang Gang's eyes kept glancing at the back seat of the car, as if he wanted to climb in. By then,
the barrier at the gate of the complex had already opened, and I impatiently urged my dad to drive off. The car slowly started moving.

Wang Gang reluctantly looked away, but I noticed that the way he looked at my dad was strange, with a kind of inexplicable
superiority and smugness, as if he had snatched some treasure from his father. I was a little confused.

This father and son were both fools. My dad chatted enthusiastically with my mom, boasting about
how bought a wedding dress, high heels, and stockings from Italy, and how he got
a discount from a famous bridal shop through his female colleague who was getting married. But my mom suddenly seemed downcast, leaving my dad and me a little confused
.

Xu Qiuman looked at the receding street scene outside the window, feeling both bitter and happy. Bitter because she had just climbed out
of one quagmire only to fall into another, happy because all the misunderstandings she had about her husband had just
been cleared up. It was all a misunderstanding created by her husband to keep it a secret and surprise her.

In fact, the young woman who accompanied her husband shopping was just his colleague, who introduced them to the wedding photoshoot
to get a discount and offered advice. Luckily, she hadn't questioned her husband, or she would have made a fool of herself.

She took a few deep breaths, "I must be happy today," she encouraged herself, and...
Having already warned Wang Gang and possessing evidence, Xu Qiuman should no longer dare to harass her.

Looking at the father and son in front of her, Xu Qiuman felt her life was back on track, and happiness had
returned . Little did she know, a woman like her, virtuous yet alluring, was like
a lighthouse in the darkness, destined to attract a constant stream of unwanted attention, a fate intertwined with the night.

Taking wedding photos was indeed a boring and annoying affair, requiring constant posing and smiling. Luckily,
she had prepared her own clothes, so she didn't have to change. The photographer was a handsome young man surnamed Lu. He had been wanting her mother to try on one
of their cheongsams, offering to take a free set, but her mother had consistently refused. The way he looked at her
was peculiar; I sensed she was wary of him.

In the afternoon, we were shooting outdoor scenes. We'd only been shooting halfway when it started pouring rain. My mother's wedding dress was a little wet,
and her stockings were splashed with water. Her long, slender, golden-white legs and dignified face
drew the attention of the couples taking photos with her. I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I heard several swallowing sounds and
muffled groans of flesh being twisted amidst the rain.

Just then, my father received a phone call. It turned out that his cousin, Li Bo, and his uncle were coming to our
house. They were already at the entrance of the complex, but they couldn't get through on the phone, and the security guard wouldn't let them in. We had to turn back and
reschedule the shoot for next week.

The car slowly drove to the entrance of the complex in the rain. Sure enough, we saw two people standing at the gatehouse. I
recognized ; the other one looked like a country bumpkin I'd never seen before. His face was wrinkled, and his eyes were somewhat
unfocused, giving him a cunning look.

Wearing a dark blue coat and trousers, the trousers were a little wet, and she was bundled up quite tightly, indicating she was a bit cold.
Dad rolled down the car window and quickly gestured for them to get in. Mom leaned back in the back seat, but the
Polo was really small. Li Bo got in first and sat in the middle of the back. He opened the car door
and was clearly taken aback when he saw his mother in her wedding dress. He greeted her and sat down next to her in the middle.

Uncle got in and quickly closed the car door. "Damn it, this is really strange. It just happened like that.
Nephew , your mother is 66 this year. She wanted to celebrate her birthday. Last time she turned 60, you were abroad and you couldn't attend. This time, we have to make up for it."

Uncle said, looking around. To be honest, he had never ridden in a Polo before. It was quite comfortable.
His eyes lingered on Mom for a moment, seemingly surprised.

Indeed, to him, his mother was like a movie star. He had never seen such a beautiful
woman. Compared to his niece-in-law, every woman in the village was like a sow. His father was clearly stunned for a moment.
"Mom's 66 already? We should celebrate!"

Just then, the car went over a speed bump and lurched violently. I saw my mother frown slightly in the rearview mirror.
Xu Qiuman felt a hand touch her stockinged leg, but she wasn't sure because the car was crowded. It was possible
that Li Bo hadn't meant it; she was just being overly sensitive lately because of everything that had happened.

Li Bo found it incredibly exciting. His cousin was driving right in front of him, and his uncle was sitting next to him, yet he had
inexplicably touched his sister-in-law's leg. But the touch, the silky smoothness, the racing heartbeat—
it all felt incredibly real and thrilling.

When I opened the door, I noticed Uncle Chen and Xiao Yu's shoes were outside their door, clearly wet.
Of course , with such heavy rain, the amusement park would have been closed long ago.

As soon as I entered the house, Mom rushed into the bedroom to change. Dad and Li Bo were chatting about Grandma's birthday celebration. We
definitely , so why not go to Xiaoyu's house to play games? That way, Mom wouldn't make me do my homework again. "Dad, I'm going to
Uncle Chen's to play with Xiaoyu." With that, I quickly ran out .

I knocked on Uncle Chen's door, and the sound of a game playing came from inside. I greeted Uncle Chen and ran inside.
Uncle Chen quickly pulled me back. "Xiaoming, change your shoes! Why are you back so early?"

"It's raining, so we can't film outdoors. Two relatives came over, and I'm talking to Dad. It's so boring."
With that, I ran into Xiaoyu's bedroom. At the door, Chen Qingyong looked thoughtfully at the opposite door, then suddenly revealed
a dangerous smile—a smile of impending triumph. He grabbed his coat and wallet and left.
I was playing games and didn't even notice.

"Old Feng, do you still have the imported medicine I asked you to get last time?"

"No, it's long gone. That stuff costs tens of thousands of yuan a pill. Who would keep it on hand? Didn't you divide it into more than 10
pills ? What, you've used them all up? You're a weirdo, still relying on this stuff to get with your wife after getting married."
A middle-aged man was standing next to the pharmacy counter and said.

"Hey, you know how tough my wife is at home. She's my wife, but she's a tigress. She demands money and a handbag before
we sleep together , and I can only do what she says. She has no romance whatsoever. She's closer to me than I am
at mahjong. Hurry, give me one. This is an emergency, a rare opportunity. I know you've kept some for yourself. Besides,
don't laugh at me; you're the same way. Otherwise, who knows whose wife you'd have."

"Get lost! Just one. Transfer 18,000 RMB via WeChat, plus a free bottle for you. But be careful,
too much of this stuff will make you constantly erect, it's bad for your health."

"Okay, thanks." Chen Qingyong hurriedly ran out of a large chain pharmacy.

Back home, Chen Qingyong took a small bottle of homemade liquor from the wine cabinet. It was called Osmanthus Wine, a
treasure his wife brought from their hometown. It was said to beautify the skin and leave a pleasant osmanthus fragrance. The key was that it had a very
light taste, like rice wine, but it would make you feel dizzy and lightheaded after drinking it.

He wasn't lying; all those drugs he'd given to his wife were for that purpose. Otherwise, he didn't know when
they'd be able to conceive. His wife was practically frigid; it was just that he'd found her somewhat attractive back then.

He'd mixed the drugs into this osmanthus-infused wine before, and most of the time she wouldn't notice anything amiss,
feeling refreshed and invigorated. But occasionally, she'd sense something was wrong, and then Chen Qingyong's been spending a fortune to fix it.

But today, he didn't care. He carefully crushed the pill in his hand, put it in the bottle, and shook it repeatedly,
afraid of leaving any residue that might be discovered. Actually, he was overly nervous. Not only had he done this more than ten times before, but
this drug was also used abroad for finding a partner at high school and college proms;
it .

This drug had a slightly hallucinogenic effect, but it still required mutual attraction or a close relationship, at least physiologically.
Resistance is what makes it work. It's not a potent date rape drug; those are very strong with serious side effects,
usually only effective when a woman is completely drunk, and they can lead to wild behavior and even death.

Chen Qingyong was on the sofa at home, his eyes glued to his phone, though his pupils were constantly shifting, clearly not focused
on the screen. It was 5 p.m., and he was anxious and uneasy. Would his plan fail? No, he had to
take the initiative. He stood up decisively, just like he always did in business negotiations, and walked towards
the room where we were playing games.

"Xiaoming, stop playing. You've been playing for three hours. I have some good wine here. Today is your parents' wedding
anniversary , so I'm giving it to you to celebrate. Can you open the door for me? I'm taking Xiaoyu out for dinner too.
Kids without their mothers at home don't get to eat." Chen Qingyong said, taking a bottle of imported red wine, a bottle of
Wuliangye, and a bottle of other wine from the wine cabinet. Xiaoyu and I had just finished the game, so we didn't say anything and headed out. We saw my mother coming out
of the door , her face flushed.

Xu Qiuman wondered what was wrong with her, why she was being so paranoid. She had just finished cooking and saw her uncle come
out of the bathroom. She immediately remembered that she had washed her stockings and underwear that morning and hung them to dry in the bathroom.
So she hurried to the bathroom, feeling a little embarrassed that her elders had seen her underwear.

When she got to the bathroom, she saw the thin, completely transparent, seamless stockings still hanging there, and breathed a
sigh of relief. She quickly took them down and brought them to the bedroom, but she felt that the stockings were sticky in her hands, as if they were even wetter than when they were hanging
. Xu Qiuman became suspicious, but also felt that she was making a mountain out of a molehill. She thought it was impossible; if she hadn't overheard Li Peihan
talking about these men's special preferences, she definitely wouldn't have thought of this.

Thinking about it, she hung up her stockings and went to call Xiaoming home for dinner. She
figured she could also invite Brother Chen to join them, since their sister-in-law wasn't home and they had nowhere to eat. Unexpectedly, they bumped into each other. Chen Qingyong looked at
the respectable young woman before him, her makeup gone. Even in her tightly wrapped home clothes, her radiant
aura was undeniable—an aura that evoked both a desire to protect her and a yearning to conquer and ravage her.

The dinner was incredibly boring. My uncle was particularly long-winded, constantly telling my dad embarrassing stories from his childhood and
urging him to drink. It seemed everyone was on the same page, wanting my dad to get drunk. Li Bo, my uncle, and even Uncle
Chen, who had been brought to the table, were all urging him to drink. However, I kept an eye on my mom. My dad had already drunk too much, and
I wanted to be a little man and protect her. Luckily, she hadn't drunk alcohol; she was drinking the osmanthus wine Uncle Chen had brought.

Xiaoyu and I both secretly drank that stuff; it was like a beverage and didn't make you drunk. But I don't know if it was because the house
was too hot or what, but Mom's blush got worse and worse. Xiaoyu dragged me back to his house to play games. I
didn't want to go, but I thought that since we were at home, nothing would happen, so I went.

When I left, I noticed that Dad's hand was rubbing Mom's thigh through her pajamas. I found
it funny; I guess he'd been holding back for so long. This became the thing I regretted most for a long time afterward,
but that's life; you never know when you'll go astray.

The atmosphere at the table grew more and more lively, especially when everyone talked about Mom's outfit today, saying she looked like a fairy from
heaven . A bottle of Wuliangye and a bottle of Jiannanchun were quickly emptied, and it was 9:30, time
to leave. My uncle, unwilling to spend money, insisted on staying all night on my sofa, and Li Bo agreed.

Actually, Li Bo hadn't drunk much that night. He'd been sneaking around, hoping to stay at his cousin's house for the night
and see if there was an opportunity. Last time, he'd seen his sister-in-law running out of that runaway rental
apartment , disheveled, and he'd almost forced himself on her, but he hadn't dared. He hadn't asked her what had happened.

From what he'd peeked at her in the car and how he'd escorted her upstairs—the torn stockings,
the fingerprints on her breasts, her dazed expression, even the way he'd repeatedly touched her slender
waist and rubbed his shorts against her stockinged legs without any reaction—he was certain his sister-in-law had a hidden
side.

Looking at his father, who was almost completely drunk, and his mother, whose face was flushed, he thought maybe tonight
would be a chance to uncover his sister-in-law's secret. Unfortunately, his mother's guarded nature held her back; she didn't
agree . Chen Yongqing quickly explained that their company had some four-star hotel rooms booked year-round, free of charge.

My uncle was clearly tempted. He imagined himself in the bathroom before dinner, wrapped in his mother's freshly washed stockings
, and releasing his nearly ten years' worth of accumulated semen, which had turned a little yellow. Luckily, the stockings were flesh-colored, and
after checking with toilet paper, it wasn't too noticeable. Looking at my mother's radiant face, he suddenly felt a pang of reluctance, but seeing
the relatively clear-headed looks in his cousin's and mother's eyes, he agreed.

So Chen Yongqing quickly called a taxi, looking at his parents meaningfully, and said, "Let Xiaoming stay at my house tonight."
His mother blushed slightly, while his father mumbled "okay." As Chen Yongqing left, he grabbed
a shiny string of keys from the shoe rack—the keys that were supposed to be with me.

Wang Qiang sat listlessly in front of the residential complex. Just then, he saw a
figure he would never forget, the figure that gave him his first intense orgasm. It was the figure who had performed the live
sex show , the female lead being the beautiful teacher he had always fantasized about, and his classmate's mother. He was filled with regret; why
hadn't he hidden away then? Perhaps he could have gotten his wish after the woman left.

But he was too nervous and too cowardly, and he ran away. But he would never forget those legs,
gleaming with a fleshy sheen, those silver high heels shimmering under the lights, like a soft little boat swaying on the sea.
He impulsively stood up and followed the obese figure, like a small shadow trailing behind him.

Chen Qingyong went upstairs with incredibly mixed feelings, so much so that he
didn't . He was incredibly conflicted in his room. One wrong step today could lead to prison, and his
career and family would be reduced to ashes. But a resolute desire, like a demon, kept assaulting his
heart . Finally, when the clock struck 11, he glanced at his son's room, resolutely picked up the key, and
walked towards the opposite door.

The door clicked open, and a figure slipped in. After standing there for a moment, the figure cautiously walked into the inner room,
gently pushing open the door. A series of low, pleasurable growls came from his parents' room, mixed with the creaking sound of the large bed being
shaken . What was going on?

Chen Yongqing peeked over and was met with a scene that ignited his passion: his good brother,
Zhang Chenglin, was naked, thrusting vigorously into Xu Qiuman from behind under the bright moonlight. Xu Qiuman
was wearing the same clothes she'd worn during the day—a long, white wedding dress caught between them,
swaying with their movements.

She was holding onto the bed frame, still wearing the gold high heels and stockings she'd worn during the day. This time,
he recognized them—stockings, the lace trim was clearly visible. Suddenly, Zhang Chenglin let out a low growl and
sat down on the floor in a moment of relief. Xu Qiuman's hands were still groping behind her, clearly not yet satisfied.

At that moment, Chen Yongqing wished he could immediately throw Zhang Chenglin aside and explore that warm
little hole himself. He watched as Zhang Chenglin stood up again, leaned on Xu Qiuman's back, seemed to say something, and
walked towards the door. Chen Yongqing quickly hid in my bedroom. He didn't notice that behind him was a boy who had
just been startled in by the sound of the door opening…

Chen Yongqing watched as Zhang Chenglin walked into the living room, picked up his handbag, took out a bottle of pills,
opened it, and swallowed several before heading back to his room. Was he going to be watching porn all night
? Chen Yongqing felt sorry for his preparations, but then his father swayed and collapsed onto the sofa.

Chen Yongqing waited ten minutes, and his father lay quietly on the sofa. Finally, Chen Yongqing couldn't bear it any longer. He went
to the sofa and nudged Zhang Chenglin, but his father didn't respond. Chen's breathing became
rapid.

"Husband..." A soft voice came from inside the room. Realizing something, Chen Yongqing hurriedly went to
look at the bed. A scene he would never forget appeared before his eyes:

a pair of beautiful, long legs, without an ounce of excess fat, stepping on a pair of gold high heels.
She wore a pure white wedding dress, her head buried in the bed, her hips swaying, forming an alluring L-shaped curve.
Thin gold stockings encased these stunningly beautiful legs, the hazy
glimpse adding to their allure.

Chen Yongqing stared intently at the beautiful legs before him, the high heels constantly stimulating his eyes under the moonlight.
It was hard to believe that the Xu Qiuman in front of him was the noble and dignified beauty from earlier in the day! But this scene completely shattered
Xu Yongqing 's moral and fear defenses. He took out a bottle of pills from his pocket, swallowed several of them without knowing how many, and then
, incredibly, pulled out a pair of thin, flesh-colored pantyhose from his pants, resolutely walking towards the bedside.

After the dark figure in front of him disappeared, Wang Qiang let out a long sigh of relief.
He couldn't believe he had done such a thing today. He took his duplicate key, opened the door to Teacher Xu's house, and saw Teacher Xu and her
husband having passionate sex. He was about to leave when another person came in, someone he had just met and remembered
vividly.

"Ah..." His thoughts were interrupted by a low, pleasurable groan. Wang Qiang went to the door again. This time,
the scene in the room was even more shocking. Teacher Xu's body was being pulled off the bed, her hand being violently dragged behind her. Her
golden high heels accentuated her perfect S-shaped curves. Most excitingly, Teacher Xu was wearing
a pair of stockings over her head, one leg of which was swaying with the impact of her movements.

"Wife, you're so beautiful!" The man adjusted his position, one hand holding Xu Qiuman's hand, the
other on her hip, his lower body pressed tightly against her beautiful buttocks, a penis of limited length but astonishing width
thrusting in and out repeatedly.

"Plop, plop, plop!"

Each time the penis left the honey hole, it created ripples, and then, with the thrusting of the owner's plump buttocks,
it entered that warm, gentle land again. Wang Qiang's lower body involuntarily pitched a large tent. When had he ever
seen such an erotic scene? What's more, the female protagonist was Zhang Ming's sexy mother, and the
man wasn't even his father. Was this date rape? This time, Teacher Xu was conscious because he saw Xu Qiuman cooperating with
this man, constantly pushing her plump buttocks back.

"Wife, do you know how much I like you?" Seemingly obsessed with Xu Qiuman's thighs, the man would
occasionally lift one of Xu Qiuman's legs with his hand, stroking those beautiful legs in stockings back and forth!

The woman's shapely buttocks, not covered by stockings, contorted under the intense impact, her legs buckling as she bent over,
only to be lifted back up by the man. "I'll make it up to you today, I'm going to fuck you to death, let's
enjoy ourselves today!" His words were extremely frivolous and unrestrained, something her father had never shown before.

The man stuck out his tongue, passionately licking Xu Qiuman's ear through the stockings, the originally light-colored stockings
gradually darkening, the sounds of "plop, plop, plop" filling the room, growing increasingly smooth!

With each thrust, her high-heeled legs swayed rhythmically from side to side. One of the gold
high heels nearly slipped off her foot under the man's powerful thrusts, revealing a clear view of Ms. Xu's
delicate feet encased in stockings. One could almost wish they were inside, wanting to join in the caressing. Finally, as the man
lifted Ms. Xu's legs again, with continued force, the toes hooked onto the toe of the high heel,
and the shimmering gold shoe fell from the air.

Under the man's relentless penetration, moans escaped Ms. Xu's lips. Poor Ms. Xu,
her husband had been gone for so long, only just returning home. Her sensitive body, subjected to such a onslaught, coupled with the effects of the drugs,
gradually... "Mmm, mmm, mmm, husband, I can't take it anymore, hurry, fuck me..."

A series of distinct moans began to fill the room. The man seemed greatly encouraged,
leaning down and pressing Ms. Xu back onto the bed. Her moans suddenly became low and muffled, as if something was
stuck in her throat!

The man pressed Xu Qiuman's hips down with both hands, her beautiful legs in stockings standing straight. Wang Qiang
stared at what was happening before his eyes. Due to the change in position, he could clearly see the gold
lace stockings on Xu Qiuman's crotch, and a thick penis was thrusting freely inside. "Pfft, pfft, pfft... umm... um
... um... um... ah..."

The originally cozy bedroom was filled with lewd moans. Wang Qiang noticed Xu
Qiuman's sweet smile in the wedding photo on the wall. Seeing what was happening to Xu Qiuman, he could no longer hold back. He reached into his underwear, his penis
wrapped flesh-colored stockings he had found in his father's pocket. He looked at the small, stockinged feet trembling with the intense thrusting.

The sounds of licking and moaning came from inside the room. With a muffled groan from both of them, Xu Qiuman's
trembling little feet suddenly relaxed and stretched out limply. One of her gold high heels drew a
graceful before landing with a thud. Accompanied by a spasm, Xu Qiuman and her rapist reached orgasm simultaneously.

The man only paused briefly before boldly turning Xu Qiuman around to face him. At this moment,
Xu Qiuman was lying on her back on the bed in a spread-eagle position. Her slender waist, like a water snake, exuded the unique sexiness and charm of a mature woman
. The wedding dress, which was already short
, rode up even higher due to her mother's uninhibited posture and constant hip movements, revealing a large section of her beautiful legs.

Her full, voluptuous legs, shimmering in the moonlight, were framed by bent knees that dangled limply from
the edge of . One foot, unprotected by high heels, was exposed to the air,
the pale sole visible beneath the gold stockings. Coupled with her soft moans,
the scene was utterly alluring seductive.

"Mmm..."

"Mmm...husband, I can't take it anymore..."

"Spare me..."

She felt her tingling feet being held in her father's hands, his large, hot hands stroking her insteps and soles repeatedly
. A burning sensation, starting from her toes, spread throughout her body. Then, a ticklish sensation
came from her soles. A nimble tongue, constantly changing shape, swept across her feet,
leaving glistening liquid on the thin gold stockings.

"Mmm...it tickles..."

Chen Yongqing squatted on the floor, head tilted back, his tongue licking his mother's stockinged feet. Feeling
his mother's slightly rapid breathing, he grabbed her beautiful legs and kissed them twice. His gaze
traveled up her long, shapely legs, from her straight, firm calves to her full, alluring thighs in gold stockings. Her disheveled wedding skirt just covered
her crotch, completely exposing her thighs, the lace of her stockings clearly visible.

The stunningly beautiful female teacher with impeccable manners was now before him, murmuring to herself. He had been fantasizing about her legs for so long
, but he hadn't had a chance to savor them properly in the rush. He licked his lips, maintaining his squatting position, and grabbed
one of his mother's calves, hoisting it onto his shoulder. His nimble tongue began at her foot, moving over her
ankle , down her calf, past the inside of her knee, and upwards.

"Mmm...it's so itchy...no..."

"Oh...Chenglin...don't lick me, it hurts." His mother kept writhing her legs,
the real and the licking making her body, still sensitive from her recent orgasm, even more sensitive.

"Mmm...mmmmmmmm" Feeling "Dad's" head slide into her short skirt, Mom
gasped inwardly, instinctively trying to push him away. But all her strength seemed to be
sucked away by the warm lips on her inner thighs. A nimble tongue caressed her thighs repeatedly, thick hair brushing against her genitals, and her
unruly lower body began to secrete fluids uncontrollably. Normally, she would never have accepted this...but today...
let's go completely wild. Mom relaxed, letting Chen Yongqing lick her everywhere inside her skirt, her dignified and charming face
filled with happiness and pleasure.

"Mmmmmmmm...mmm, so comfortable..."

Soon, a wave of heat emanated from her genitals. Her "husband" seemed to hesitate for a moment, then a pair of
hot lips directly touched her moist genitals.

"Ah..." The warm mouth seemed like a suction cup, firmly gripping her genitals. A nimble tongue
licked back and forth across her exposed vulva, each stroke of the thick tongue causing Xu Qiuman's whole body to
tremble. A pair of beautiful legs involuntarily draped over Chen Yongqing, who was half-squatting, and kept pulling inward, tightly clamping
Chen Yongqing's head.

"Mmm... Ahhhhhh..."

"Mmm... Okay... Gently... Mmm..."

Chen Yongqing took his mother's clitoris into his mouth, while his other hand kept kneading his mother's beautiful buttocks. "Ah!" A loud
moan echoed throughout the bedroom.

"Ahhhhhh... No... Ah..." The tongue frantically licking her clitoris was driving his mother
almost crazy. Waves of pleasure kept coming from her lower body. The tongue would sometimes penetrate her vagina and then move back and forth as if it had
barbs , which made his mother almost faint.

"Mmm... Mmmmmm..."

"Ahhh, okay... Gently... Oh oh oh oh oh oh..."

Feeling his thighs clamping tightly together, he caught a glimpse of his mother's outstretched arms, clenched fists, and her breasts
heaving wildly. Chen increased the pressure, his tongue rapidly moving in and out of his mother's vulva, drawing out droplets of moisture, which
she then swallowed repeatedly.

"Ahhhhhh...no..."

"Stop...I...can't take it anymore...ohhhhhhhh, umm..."

"Uh...um..." Her sensitive body finally couldn't withstand the intense stimulation, her groin convulsed, and thick
saliva gushed out, all of which was swallowed by Chen Yongqing. Her long, slender legs, clad in gold stockings, stretched straight, then
hung limply on Chen Yongqing's shoulders like a kite with a broken string. After her orgasm, Xu Qiuman turned her head to
the side, exhaling heavily, feeling the stockings on her face suffocating her. She wanted to
take them off. Wang Qiang stared dumbfounded at what was happening before him. He had lost count of how many times he had ejaculated

on this stocking, which belonged to who-knows-who. His crotch was soaking wet, but he couldn't stop. This time was even more stimulating and intense than the last. This was a complete two-person sex lesson. Teacher Xu's frantic moans had shattered her usual noble and dignified image . At this moment, Wang Qiang had only one thought: This man, hurry up and leave. I want to have him, even if he might not be able to ejaculate a single drop of semen at this moment. 　　"Sister-in-law... tonight has only just begun. Enjoy it to the fullest." Chen Yongqing fondled the beautiful mature woman 's stockinged legs with great affection, teasing Xu Qiuman relentlessly. "Mmm... mmm..." The only response he received was a faint moan. 　　Xu Qiuman had been completely overwhelmed by the two orgasms. At this moment, she felt like she was on the crater of a volcano, with her husband's penis and semen like hot lava, washing over and scorching her body again and again. She had never felt such , not even when she was being raped by Wang Gang and Huang Mao. She felt the world around her was drifting away from her, and all that accompanied her was endless desire and pleasure.

Gazing at Xu Qiuman's damp genitals and her constantly writhing silk-clad legs, Chen Yongqing was astonished that this
dignified and elegant female teacher could be so open and wild in her sexual life. In fact, he
had never done this even with his wife. This was a pleasure and sense of accomplishment he hadn't experienced during the previous rape. At this moment, he felt a
strong possessiveness; this side of this woman would belong only to him, to him alone, and he would completely
possess her.

"Mmm..." In her dazed state, the mother only felt a pair of hands reach around her waist, then she
was flipped without pause. The large hands on her waist pushed backward, the solid feel of the wooden floor coming from her toes. The mother
was now lying face down on the bed, her burning cheeks pressed directly against the cool, soft blankets, feeling exceptionally comfortable.

Watching Xu Qiuman's stockinged feet stretch out, her beautiful legs appearing even longer, her shapely
buttocks raised high, Chen Qingyong, completely naked, his disproportionately long and thick penis erect in a terrifying arc,
seemed to have grown even longer. He lewdly approached the beautiful, dazed female teacher before him…

Chen Qingyong picked up the gold high heels lying on the ground and put them back on her stockinged feet. Then, he pulled
Xu Qiuman up from behind, the only sound in the air being their heavy breathing.

"Hmm…" The mother struggled to stand, maintaining her balance. At this moment, Xu Qingyong was already untying
the straps of Xu Qiuman's wedding dress, rolling up the back of the skirt, and inhaling her mother's scent deeply. Immediately afterward, his left hand
kneaded his mother's firm buttocks, while his right hand guided his penis, aiming at that coveted honeyed spot. Through the gap in
the stockings , he thrust his hips forward...

"Sister-in-law, I'm coming again."

"Pfft..."

"Mmm..." The beauty beneath him let out a muffled groan, but his penis was only halfway in, so tight... Chen Yongqing
pressed on, thrusting his lower body forcefully. The copious vaginal fluid acted as lubricant, coating his hot penis, and
with a "whoosh," he plunged it all the way in! Only two swaying testicles remained beneath her alluring buttocks.

"Ah..." Both of them simultaneously let out satisfied groans. Chen Yongqing comfortably withdrew his penis, controlled the angle,
and pushed it in again.

Carefully supporting his mother from behind, Chen Yongqing moved towards the living room while thrusting. Xu Qiuman
was completely melted into the climax of lust, her legs weak, her gold high heels constantly veering to the sides, only
to be straightened again.

"Ah...good...mmm...so good..." Accompanied by the slight trembling of her delicate body, the beauty in front of him let out
another intoxicating moan. With the continuous thrusting of the penis, her tight little hole tightly wrapped around the hot
penis and slowly writhed. Despite the lubrication of love juice, the swollen and narrow vagina rubbed back and forth against the huge
penis, and the intense friction almost made Xu Yongqing surrender again.

"Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful, tsk tsk tsk, do you know what kind of torment I have been going through today, sister-in-law, let me
satisfy you properly for your brother."

"Mmm mmm mmm mmm..." Xu Qiuman seemed to be responding to the man behind her or the penis beneath her, as if being
pushed step by step towards the living room by the penis. After being drugged and having three orgasms, her sensitive body was already
like a live volcano! The thick penis filled her little hole completely, and with Chen Yongqing's thrusting, waves of tearing
pain surged up in her heart.

"Ahhhhh..."

"Ah...it's too big..." Watching the dignified and noble female teacher in front of him scream as he fucked her, a
sense of accomplishment welled up inside him, and his lower body worked even harder. The thick, long penis pushed open his mother's honey hole again and again, and
the vaginal walls, which were already overburdened, were pushed into folds, and love juice poured out like a flood, wetting
the entire vagina. The intense pain in his lower body and the pleasure of friction hit his mother at the same time.

"Hmm...be gentle...it hurts..." Chen Yongqing's hips pounded against his mother's upturned buttocks like a pile driver
, creating waves of alluring buttocks.

Finally, they reached the edge of the living room sofa. Xu Qiuman vaguely felt that someone was sleeping on the sofa, but
she was immediately overwhelmed by the pleasure behind her. She grabbed the back of the sofa with both hands, and her long legs in stockings were straightened by her high heels.
After one thrust, Chen Yongqing thrust hard into the depths of his mother's vagina, and his body leaned on his mother's back.

"Mmm..." The hot penis pressed directly against her clitoris, the intense pleasure making her
eyes . Chen Yongqing finally freed his hands, pulling down the off-the-shoulder top of his wedding dress, revealing a large
expanse of smooth, white back. Bathed in the moonlight streaming through the living room's French windows, it was flawlessly white. Her full, rounded breasts, freed from restraint,
stretched out freely. Her mother only felt her "husband's" hot breath on her back, and his large
, hot hands perfectly kneading her two snow-white breasts.

"Mmm..." His strong hands took care of every inch of her breasts without bias, the round, firm
breasts taking on various shapes under his kneading. Recently, many people had ravaged these jade rabbits like this—Teacher Zhou,
Huang Mao, Wang Qiang... Her lower body seemed to be stimulated, secreting a lot of love fluid.

"Mmm... Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh..."

Xu Qiuman enjoyed being held in her "husband's" arms. A nimble tongue
roamed , leaving glistening marks on her flawless skin. Deadly
pleasure surged through her nipples and back. Today, her "husband" was amazing; he hit her G-spot every time.

"Ah ah ah... Mmm... Mmm... So... So comfortable..."

Her soft vagina seemed to have adapted to the size of his penis, and with the lubrication of her love juices, the erect shaft began to roam
freely in her mother's lower body. Xu Qiuman's mind went blank; an unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled her
empty body. Her full, pert buttocks began to sway again in rhythm with Chen Yongqing's thrusts.

Chen Yongqing looked at the woman before him, completely conquered by him, at her husband
sleeping soundly on the sofa beneath her, at the two figures of frenzied lovemaking vaguely reflected on the television screen, and he ejaculated again.
The beauty before him was completely soaked in his semen.

Chen Yongqing turned Xu Qiuman, who was lying on the back of the sofa, over. Looking at her face clearly visible through the thin stockings,
and the barely concealed desire on her face, he removed the stockings from her head. Lying on her back, the mother felt
a ray , she sensed her "husband's" figure coming into view. Then, a tightness gripped her lower body, and
a feeling of fullness spread through her once more… Excitedly, Xu Yongqing lifted his mother's beautiful legs and placed them on his shoulders…
With a low growl, his fiery penis once again entered his mother's honeyed cave.

"This temperament, this attire, my tigress can't compare at all. This is what a woman should be like..."

At this moment, Xu Yongqing carefully looked at Xu Qiuman, this beautiful and glamorous female teacher, his sister-in-law. Every day he saw her dressed
elegantly and maturely as she walked past him, her hot figure being one in a hundred. Now, this beautiful mature woman was in his own
home wearing a wedding dress, gold stockings...

and gold high heels, being fiercely manipulated by him. He forcefully picked up Xu Qiuman and walked to
the front . Her sleeping husband was witnessing this unforgettable moment. Looking down, he saw the beautiful and
noble female teacher with her delicate features furrowed, her chestnut-brown wavy hair accentuating her goddess-like aura. Her exquisite face was still lightly
made up with makeup, probably after he left.

At this moment, her pretty face was flushed, and her small mouth kept emitting muffled moans, appearing extremely lewd. Seeing his usually
aloof recalled her usual enthusiasm and defensiveness towards him,
and his penis swelled even more.

"Slap...slap...slap!" Another storm of thrusts pounded into his mother's genitals.

Chen Yongqing rubbed her long, slender legs through the gold stockings, holding them and repeatedly
lifting her sliding body up. Her long legs, encased in gold stockings and wearing alluring gold high heels, rose and fell with
Chen Yongqing 's manipulation. His mother, now only filled with desire, parted her lips slightly and
moaned softly, "Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Chen Yongqing looked at this mature woman, about the same age as his wife, with such firm
breasts , such a figure, such skin—she really knew how to take care of herself. She was taking such good care of herself, wasn't she?

"Mmm..." The soft moans seemed to echo Chen Yongqing's inner thoughts. A wicked, lewd, and
satisfied smile graced Chen Yongqing's chubby face. His lustful eyes were fixed on his mother's face and breasts,
lost in thought. This sister-in-law always possessed a mature, intellectual beauty; her features were dignified and elegant. Even
now with her face flushed and moaning, she showed no sign of lewdness. Chen

Yongqing's mouth went dry. He tentatively extended his tongue, preparing to invade her alluring cherry-like lips, but his
tongue met his mother's suddenly opened eyes. Xu Qiuman felt a sudden darkness before her eyes. The timely moonlight made
her mother open her eyes, just in time to see Chen Yongqing's approaching face. Startled, Xu Yongqing shuddered, but quickly regained
his composure .

Seeing that Xu Qiuman offered no resistance, her beautiful eyes filled with desire, his lust aroused. He thrust his hips
upward , causing his mother to open her mouth and gasp. Chen Yongqing seized the opportunity, his large mouth pressing down on hers.
Their lips met, and his tongue deftly parted her teeth, probing directly into her sacred place.

"Mmm... ooh ooh ooh," Xu Qiuman, her lust surging, ignored her "husband's" foul-smelling mouth and
passionately responded to his kisses. Her soft, fragrant tongue was tightly sucked by Chen Yongqing, their tongues intertwining and
merging into ... " Ooh 　　ooh ooh... mmm

...　　Sensing his mother's initiative, Chen Yongqing could no longer resist and embraced her. 　　"Mmm..." His mother, her body tingling, slumped against Chen Yongqing, her head drooping weakly on his broad shoulders. 　　Lifted up, she vaguely saw the familiar French windows, and before she could think further, Chen Yongqing's actions sent her into a blissful state. 　　At this moment, Chen Yongqing was like a god descending to earth, supporting his mother's legs with his hands, lifting her up completely . All her weight was now on him, her hands tightly gripping his head, as if trying to meld her into his soft breasts. His erect penis aimed at her firm, shapely buttocks, finding spot, and with a "whoosh," it plunged in completely. 　　"Ah!" The weight of his body combined with the length of his penis roughly struck her G-spot, the intense stimulation causing her to scream. Her delicate hands unconsciously wrapped around Chen Yongqing's neck. 　　Delighted to see the beauty's cooperation, he lifted Xu Qiuman's long legs by the back of her thighs and began to thrust forcefully. 　　"Ahhhhhh...it hurts..." 　　"Ughhhhh...ahhhhh..." Xu Qiuman never dreamed that in her own living room, where her happy wedding photo with her husband still hung on the wall, she was now having sex with someone who wasn't her husband in such a shameful position . 　　The confused mother thought it was her father holding her, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her hair, already soaked with sweat, swinging wildly , her two round and firm breasts bouncing up and down elastically, her pair of gold high heels rising and falling with Chen Yongqing's defilement, her slender, gold-stockinged legs forcibly spread apart, a thick, long penis going in and out, "slap...slap...slap," rhythmically slapping against the mother's body, making sounds that could make anyone blush. 　　"Ah...ah...ah...so deep." "Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...too thick...so comfortable ...husband, so good...I'm going to die." "Mmm...harder...husband, fuck me to death." The intense intercourse brought the mother's long- dormant body to its limit, and she moaned wildly. 　　If someone were to peek through the living room's French windows, they would see a voluptuous, tall , wearing only a wedding dress wrapped around her waist, gold stockings, and high heels, being forcefully lifted up and raped to the point of ecstasy by a fat, balding middle-aged man. The scene was so incongruous. 　　"Mmm...husband...ah...too deep..." 　　"What did you call me?" 　　Chen Yongqing looked at the woman he had violated in disbelief. This beautiful mature female teacher, in terms of status and knowledge, was someone he could no longer have sex with. She was his brother's wife, Xiaoyu's favorite godmother. To be able to have sex with such a woman was simply insane for Chen Yongqing, especially since it was happening right in front of his brother.

The stark contrast before him spurred Chen Yongqing on. He continued thrusting while slowly carrying his mother to
one side of the living room.

"Uh..." He shoved his mother firmly onto the dining table, pressing her white back against it
. Feeling her body reach its limit, he thrust his tongue into Xu Qiuman
's warm mouth, his penis gripping her buttocks, holding her silk-stockinged legs, and began to thrust violently.

"Ugh...mmm..." Her long, golden-stockinged legs were bent almost 180 degrees, draped over
Xu Yongqing 's shoulders, her gold high heels pointing skyward, bobbing wildly with her movements. His mother looked as if she were facing
a long-lost lover, her eyes glazed, her arms wrapped around Xu Yongqing's neck, her body twisting to meet his lustful
advances.

"Ah ...
He leaned down and pressed his hand against Xu Qiuman's small mouth, one hand locking her delicate
nose , the other frantically caressing her straight, slender, silk-stockinged legs. Watching the beautiful, mature teacher's
face contort in pain as he violated her, he could no longer hold back. With a muffled groan, he tightly embraced his mother's
silk-stockinged buttocks, his glans pressing firmly against her clitoris, and ejaculated streams of hot semen inside her…

"Mmm…" His mother, already exhausted, felt the throbbing penis inside her. Her body trembled, and a gush of
vaginal fluid spurted out. Her weakened body could no longer withstand the torment; she let out a soft moan and fainted…

Xu Yongqing, still unsatisfied, held his mother, who had already climaxed, panting heavily. He could clearly feel the thick, warm fluid flowing slowly down his penis from
her vagina he laid his mother flat
on the dining table and straightened his clothes.

He knew he couldn't go on like this, or he'd probably be dead by now. Driven mad, he walked to the other side of
the table and shoved his penis directly into his mother's mouth. Like brushing his teeth, he
cleaned his penis and testicles with her mouth. Finally, he took off her high heels and carried her to the bed in the bedroom.

Then, he shoved one of her bras into his father's hand, a satisfied smile on his face. His legs went weak
as he opened the bedroom door and went back to his own house. Just then, a figure rushed out of my bedroom and eagerly
rushed in. In the bedroom…

“Ding ding…” School was over. Wang Qiang seemed to have lost his soul all day. Last night's experience
was indescribable : the frenzied sex, Ms. Xu's somewhat hysterical moans, her smooth, gold-stockinged legs,
her trembling gold high heels, her white wedding dress, the smooth touch of her skin, and the pungent,
seductive —everything drove him mad.

Still too young. Thinking of the marks he'd left on his friend's mother's body, and
the limp penis that could only rub against the opening from his previous frantic masturbation, a wave of regret washed over him
. Would he ever have such a good chance again?

He glanced at his phone. Could this make that respected, noble, and intellectual female teacher submit? It
was a pity he'd forgotten to record that sex scene.

In the video, a familiar figure calmly opened the teacher's door, walked into the bedroom, and saw
Ms. indescribable sensuality after her climax, that irresistible body. The figure's
hands trembled as he caressed the silk-stockinged legs he had just nibbled, moving upwards to her white breasts, until he saw her
seemingly sleeping face in the moonlight. His hands finally stopped, he struggled for a moment, and slowly fled the room.

"So even her own son can't resist the teacher's beauty?"

Wang Qiang walked to the school gate and heard that melodious voice again, "Xiao Ming, get on the bus, we're going to get stuck in traffic."

Looking at the mature female teacher on the bus, avoiding and ignoring him, Wang Qiang's heart had never been so complicated. Excitement, agitation,
disappointment, and jealousy all surged into his heart.

Xu Qiuman had never been as happy as she had been these past few days. The marks from that passionate, blush-inducing sex
she had experienced that day hadn't faded even now; she almost missed work the next day, and her bones felt weak all day.
These past few days, her husband had taken such good care of her, and her son was so obedient and sensible. If only life could continue like this forever.

It was another Friday morning. I stood outside the door, anxiously urging my mother, "Hurry up, Comrade Xu Qiuman!
You've been getting up later and later lately. Your son is going to miss the competition!"

Xu Qiuman looked at her son outside the door, speechless. She used to be the one urging him. Her long chestnut hair
fell naturally beside her ears, and bright pearl earrings adorned her translucent earlobes. My mother rested one hand
on , slightly turned to the side, and lifted her leg. She slipped her delicate, flesh-colored feet into her open-heeled black pointed-toe
high heels. With her other hand, she skillfully smoothed the wrinkles in her stockings, revealing a beautiful S-curve before
me.

Encased in nude stockings, my mother's beautiful legs appeared even smoother and more supple, making me want to
reach out and caress them. I could clearly sense someone beside me. It was Uncle Chen, his eyes fixed on my mother's beautiful legs.
"Hmph, a toad trying to eat swan meat, you can only look."

My mother, having changed into her high heels, saw the two of us in the hallway, paused for a moment, then reacted, "Good morning,
Brother ?" Her voice revealed joy and an excitement she herself wasn't aware of. Clearly,
her life had recently undergone a dramatic change.

"Brother Xu, we're going back to the countryside for three days. Could you please look after us?"

"No problem, Mr. Xu. Is there some good news? You're dressed so beautifully." Xu Yongqing
somewhat brazenly sized up the beautiful mature woman in front of him, who had once belonged to him, but he couldn't
suppress the impulse in his heart.

"Mom's birthday is in the next few days. Ah, time's running out, goodbye!"

"Okay, goodbye!" Xu Yongqing walked to the car alone, skillfully taking out a pair of
flesh-colored stockings that were clearly women's T-crotch stockings from his pocket. The faint fragrance told people how elegant their former owner had been.

Xu Yongqing slowly savored the memory of the married woman he had just seen: her slender neck, her simple white short-sleeved tight-fitting cotton shirt,
her breasts stretched taut by her white bra, her flesh-colored tight-fitting pencil skirt, her flesh-colored stockings, and her sexy
peep-toe high heels. Thinking of the frenzied sex that night and her flowing chestnut hair, his hand
moved more and more rapidly, until finally the toes of her stockings were wet with bodily fluids. Xu Yongqing let out a long sigh of relief, "There will
be many more opportunities in the future!"

This is truly the best start to a beautiful day.

[The End]

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