[Urban] The Housekeeper's Secret (Complete) - Episodes 22-24 (End)

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Chapter 20

Anya hid behind Wenze, his broad back giving her a sense of security. She was touched by his words of help and felt he wasn't all that bad.

"What are you all doing here? This is a hospital!"

The head doctor finally appeared, clearing the crowd with a few words and walking inside. Seeing the man, she frowned. "It's you again? Don't you know everything?"

"What do you mean, 'know everything'? My dad's limping, how could I not come!"

The man, seeing the surgeon, immediately turned his attention to him. "You'd better give me an explanation today!"

"Fine! Come here, to my office. Don't think I made a mistake on your father. Let me show you the medical records!"

With that, she walked away with the man.

After the excitement subsided and everyone dispersed, Anya sighed and returned to her office. Following Sun Peng's instructions, she wrote a sick leave slip and handed it to Wenze. After a moment's thought, she finally spoke, "Thank you for earlier..."

"No need to thank me. I hate men like that, baring their teeth and claws at women."

Wenze took the slip and casually touched her hand. "If you really want to thank me, give me a kiss."

"You..."

Anya quickly withdrew her hand, her brow furrowing. The good impression she had just formed on Wenze vanished instantly.

"Hehe, Dr. Anya, you're being coy. Weren't you having a lot of fun with your son?"

Wenze teased.

"I told you not to mention my son and me again!"

Anya emphasized, Wenze's repeated teasing infuriating her.

"Why do you get so angry whenever I mention you and your son? Do you think it's shameful?"

Wenze suddenly blurted out.

"Of course! You keep bringing it up just to humiliate me."

Anya's face was full of anger.

“What happened on the rooftop last time was my fault. I apologize. I’m sorry, but you have to understand me. Anyone would be tempted to witness such an incestuous scene between a mother and son. But when I mentioned you and…”

Seeing Anya’s eyes widen, Wenze quickly changed his words, “It was just a joke. I absolutely didn’t mean to humiliate you because I don’t think incest between a mother and son is a big deal.”

“You…”

Anya was puzzled. What did he want? Could it really be an apology? And he said it was no big deal, how could it be no big deal!

“Then… since you’ve apologized, give me the video…”

Anya mustered her courage and brought up the video.

“Dr. Anya, I don’t want to give you the video because I want to keep it as a keepsake. To be honest, I’ve deleted all the photos. Keeping them even for a day risks someone discovering them. I’m afraid that if I lose my phone, the photos will be leaked. I don’t want your affair with your son to become a public scandal.”

“Then… what exactly do you want?”

Anya was confused by Wenze.

“Do you have any psychological issues with incest between you and your son? Do you feel it’s inappropriate?”

Wenze didn’t answer but asked this question.

“Um…of course…yes…”

Despite her embarrassment, Anya answered him anyway, wanting to know what Wenze was trying to say.

“Have you read Li Yinhe’s ‘On the Possibility and Necessity of Mother-Son Sexual Relationships’?”

Wenze asked seriously.

“Huh? What?”

Anya didn’t understand.

“I mean, have you read this article about mother-son sexual relations? It was written by Li Yinhe. Do you know who Li Yinhe is?”

“Yes, she’s a sociologist, but I haven’t read the article you’re talking about. She…she also…she wrote about this?”

Anya was somewhat incredulous.

“She posted a blog post online to refute the rumors, saying that she didn’t write this article, but who wrote it isn’t important, what’s important is the article itself. I think you should read this article. Here, get your phone, I’ll send it to you.”

“I…I don’t want to read it…”

Anya refused verbally but still took out her phone. She didn’t dare to refuse Wenze. Wenze turned on Bluetooth and sent the article over, and also used her phone to call his own number to get Anya’s phone number. “Look, it’s here. Just use your reading app to read it. Be careful to keep it confidential, it wouldn’t be good if someone saw it. Do you know how to use a phone?”

“Yes, I do.”

"Alright, go back and take some time to look at it carefully. Let's find a place to talk it over in a week. I'm very interested in what happened between you and your son. To be honest, I've had those kinds of thoughts about my mother too, but nothing like what happened between you two has happened. Later, I searched online for a lot of information about incest between mothers and sons and studied some cases. I have some understanding of the causes and processes of incest between mothers and sons. My views are the same as those in the article. I know you don't want to tell me these things. How about this, as a condition, if you can honestly tell me your story with your son, I will delete the video on my phone. How about that?"

Anya was surprised to hear that Wenze had also had such thoughts about his mother. She was wondering if it was true or false, but she was immediately unable to refuse this condition. She looked at Wenze and thought, "You perverted guy, you like to dig into other people's privacy so much. Fine, I'll just make up some stories to fool you. I bet you won't know." "Okay, I promise you. I will look at it carefully. You have to keep your word and not act like a rogue like last time."

“It definitely counts, but you have to tell the truth. If there’s any lie, I won’t delete the video. Also, give me a little treat first; I can’t come here for nothing.”

“What treat… ah… what are you doing… zip it up!”

Before Anya could understand what was happening, she saw Wenze unzip his pants and stick his penis out.

“Dr. Anya, quick, give it a suck!”

Wenze said, pressing Anya down.

“Are you crazy! No… someone will see, no…”

Anya struggled desperately.

“Hurry up, give it a suck and I’ll zip it up. It’s not erect yet. If you dawdle any longer, it’ll be more than just a suck.”

Anya was on the verge of tears. People were coming and going in the corridor; if someone came in, they would definitely see. She quickly walked to the door, closed it, and then quickly bent down and kissed the glans. “Okay, you can go now!”

“No, Dr. Anya, I said suck, not kiss. Do you know what sucking is? It’s sucking, sucking the glans with your mouth, quick!”

Wenze corrected Anya’s movements and thrust his hips again.

Anya lowered her head helplessly, opened her mouth and completely enveloped the glans, licking the urethral opening with her tongue in a retaliatory manner. She stood up and glared fiercely at Wenze. "Fine, okay!"

"Oh, okay, okay, Dr. An, your tongue is amazing! I'm looking forward to seeing you again, hehe. Alright, I'm leaving now. You can go to work now."

Click, Wenze opened the door and left. This time he kept his word; he didn't have time for anything more!

Anya's mind was in turmoil. What was his purpose? He said he'd exchange the video for her story? Pshaw, no one would believe that! And this article, it's definitely some kind of smutty porn. Does he want me to change my mind and willingly sleep with him after reading it? Hmph! Dream on!

"Dr. An, find last month's medical records!"

Anya found the article and was about to delete it when the head doctor arrived. She quickly put away her phone, opened the cabinet, and started rummaging through it. After the head doctor left with the documents, several more patients came to see her, keeping her extremely busy.

Wenze left the hospital whistling. Based on his understanding of Anya, he felt she would definitely read the article when she got back. Having sex with her son would undoubtedly cause her a lot of psychological pressure; she would feel promiscuous yet confused about her sexual desires. Moreover, this pressure couldn't be reduced by talking to others. If someone agreed with her actions or even wrote an analytical article, she would definitely be eager to read it, because she would have found a kindred spirit.

Using leverage to blackmail her into having sex is less effective than getting her to take the initiative. To get her to take the initiative, you need to get her to open up. The article is the first step; I estimate she'll have a week to study it thoroughly. After that, it'll depend on my persuasive skills. As for deleting the video, I have to keep my word. I said I'd delete it, but I only said I'd delete the video on my phone. I didn't say I'd delete the one copied to the hard drive, hahaha…

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After a busy afternoon, Anya returned home exhausted. Li Xinghua wasn't home yet; she was used to her husband's frequent late returns from socializing. After making herself something to eat, she remembered the article. She'd forgotten to delete it in the afternoon's busyness.

Taking out her phone, she found the article, intending to delete it, but then curiosity struck her. She'd never read a pornographic novel before; deleting it seemed a waste. She'd read what it said first. After all, reading it wouldn't cause any trouble, right? Having made up her mind, she went to the bedroom, leaned against the headboard, and started reading.

Anya initially didn't believe Wenze at all, thinking the article was fabricated by him to brainwash her. She wasn't going to fall for it. However, she was unexpectedly captivated after reading only the beginning.

The first paragraph described how today's teenagers have higher living standards, leading to faster development and earlier sexual maturity. They then develop a strong curiosity and desire to explore sex, but they don't receive sex education in their regular education, causing confusion, distress, and even actions that harm others. Wasn't this exactly what her son was going through?

The article's opening successfully piqued Anya's interest, prompting her to continue reading. The second paragraph discussed the dangers of sexual repression: "Sexual repression can lead to various symptoms of neurosis, such as sleep disorders and depression." These two main symptoms were precisely what she feared most about her son. Poor sleep would affect his studies, and depression would lead to even more serious problems—this was exactly what she worried about. The incestuous relationship that followed could be seen as a way to prevent sexual repression from harming her son. The paragraph concluded with the sentence, "However, due to the constraints of social morality and the legal system, teenagers cannot fully satisfy their physiological needs from external sources. So how can we alleviate the sexual needs of teenagers?"

This revealed her confusion. Yes, how could she alleviate it? She used her own body to alleviate it for him, even though it was clearly wrong, but what other choice did she have?

Anya sighed, turned the page, and read the first section, "The Possibility of Self-Care Within the Family." It introduced several ways teenagers obtain sexual satisfaction: masturbation, early romantic relationships, rape, and prostitution—all of which harm others or themselves, even leading to imprisonment. The paradox was that in the current social situation, it was impossible to prevent teenagers from trying sexually harmful methods through closed and repressive approaches, while regular sexual activity was beneficial to their physical and mental health during their growth. So what could be done? The correct approach was to find a harmless, normal way to guide their sexual desires and satisfy their sexual needs. But how could this be found?

"I don't know what method would cause me this distress! This rambling is so annoying! Get to the point already!"

Anya was a little anxious, eagerly turning the page. The text stated that since sexual satisfaction couldn't be obtained from external sources, the only solution was to seek it within the family. Then came the second section: The Role of the Mother. Anya's heart skipped a beat; finally, the mother was mentioned. What would she write about?

The second section first describes the age difference in sexual needs between men and women: "Men are 16-18 years old, and women are 30-45 years old. That is to say, only teenagers and young women are equal in terms of physiological needs." This happens to be the age of her son and herself. At her age, she is indeed like a tiger, and she can't stand not having sex for a few days. Her son is the same, only his needs are strong, but his ability is average. Oh dear, where did my mind go!

Anya smacked herself to clear her mind of these random thoughts and focused on reading the article, not letting her mind wander! The next page of the article analyzes the rationality of the son's sexual needs through the mother's help: "First, the mother is the closest opposite-sex family member who accompanies the child throughout his growth, and it is easier to communicate with the child about sexual issues."

Yes, that's right. Her husband is relatively busy, and her son spends more time with her and tells her everything on his mind until he became silent after having those kinds of thoughts about her.

"Second, the mother is an adult with mature and sound thinking, and can guide the child's growth more reasonably (an important point that distinguishes her from sisters)." Sigh, I am an adult, that's true, but my thinking is immature and unsound. Otherwise, why can't I think of any other way to guide my son? Using my own body to guide him is just too reckless! Also, it's fortunate that Xiaoming doesn't have an older or younger sister, otherwise, with several children sexually repressed, who knows what they might do...

"Third, the mother has rich experience in sexual life, and her methods in dealing with the child's sexual needs will be more scientific."

Heh, experience, huh... I wish I could develop experience, but unfortunately, my husband isn't up to the task...

Anya laughed self-deprecatingly and continued to read the fourth point.

"Fourth, the mother is the child's parent, and out of consideration for the child's health, she will have a restrained management of the child's sexual life."

Hmph, easy for you to say. If I really did it with my son, how could I use my maternal authority to discipline him? Once a man and woman have a physical relationship, they become very intimate, especially when they are mother and son. Fortunately, my son is obedient and knows how to restrain himself, otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to manage him.

Anya felt a sense of relief thinking of her obedient son. Then came the third section: The Development of Mother-Son Sexual Intercourse. Yes, that's it. Wasn't the development between my son and me quite abnormal? Ugh, I almost dared not read on…

Though she thought she couldn't bear to look, her hands and eyes moved quickly. Her fingers had barely turned the page before her eyes were already on the page. The third section began with several questions: How to carry it out? What methods? What should the mother do? What should the child do?

Because mother-son sexual intercourse is not permitted by modern social ethics, both parties will have many concerns and fears. Without preparation, it will inevitably produce negative effects. "Well said!"

Anya nodded in agreement. Everything should be done step by step, especially this. You can't try to get fat in one bite, or you'll be overwhelmed! These were the questions she wanted to know. She wanted to know if what happened between her and her son was consistent with what was described in the article. If it was, she would feel somewhat comforted. But if it was more excessive than described in the article, then she, as a mother, would be somewhat lewd, and there would be suspicion that she was using helping her son satisfy his sexual needs as a pretext to actually satisfy her own.

The text then divides into three parts: the period of sexual temptation, the period on the edge of sexual contact, and the period of sexual contact.

The temptation period states that "before sexual contact, mother and son should have a deep conversation to relieve tension through thorough heart-to-heart talks. This period should last at least one to six months."

Anya blushed upon reading this. One month? The first time she talked to her son, he ejaculated on her. She was not a very good mother.

Anya was somewhat discouraged when she saw that the content in the article differed somewhat from her own actions. However, the following description cheered her up: During the preparatory stage for sexual contact, mother and child can have limited physical contact. While continuing psychological communication, the child can tentatively touch the mother's body. This is the initial stage of sexual contact between mother and child. Touching the breasts is often the most acceptable form of touch for the mother. During this period, the mother can expose her genitals to the child, allowing the child to gain a deeper understanding of the mother's body and prepare psychologically for future sexual activity.

Great! That's what I did! And although my son ejaculated on me, I only showed her my breasts, not my... genitals. This shows I'm still relatively composed...

Anya breathed a sigh of relief, then read the "borderline stage of sexual contact": During this stage, the mother and son have tacitly accepted or accepted the incestuous behavior, but they cannot rush things. Both can use their bodies or other parts to touch their genitals. The mother can use her hands or other parts other than her genitals to help her son satisfy his sexual needs. At this time, the psychology of both mother and son has undergone tremendous changes. They have engaged in all sexual behaviors except for genital intercourse, and they both show acceptance and approval of the final step. At this time, the mother-son relationship gradually transforms into a sexual partnership, and the psychological defense against incest becomes weak, eventually entering the sexual contact stage.

"The psychological changes are indeed huge. Those days at work, I felt like people were looking at me with strange eyes, which almost drove me crazy!"

Anya breathed a sigh of relief again. Fortunately, her son's and her own behavior was still within the description of this article. Although some details differed, most of it was the same. Anya didn't stop, and then pressed to read the sexual contact stage.

"At this stage, there is already sexual activity between mother and son. The mother should be in a dominant position. Whether to have sex, when and where to have sex, as well as the frequency and duration of intercourse, should all be decided by the mother. The mother's rich sexual experience is more than enough to satisfy the child's sexual needs."

Why is she bringing up sexual experience again? Not every woman is a sexual expert. Where does the husband's experience come from if his ability is insufficient?

This section ends here, and then we move on to Part Four - The Importance of the First Time. Finally, it's time for mother and son to have sex! I'm so nervous! Anya bent her legs, held her breath, and stared at

her phone screen almost without blinking. "The first sexual intercourse between mother and son is the beginning of their sex life. The quality of the first intercourse will directly affect the development of their future sex life. Only a perfect first time can bring confidence and motivation to both mother and son; otherwise, it is very likely to leave an unpleasant shadow on both sides."

The first time is very important, but my son's first time... Anya sighed. Oh well, never mind, I won't think about that now...

"Time and Place: The first time is best done in bed at night. The advantage is that the tired son can fall asleep with the pleasure of intercourse with his mother afterward."

Nonsense! After the initial passion fades, the psychological pressure is unbearable; who could sleep?

"Foreplay: Both mother and son should thoroughly clean themselves before intercourse, showering before bed. This is a crucial step; mutual caressing and kissing can gradually cultivate sexual desire, preparing the body for intercourse."

Hygiene was possible; I remember showering. As for foreplay… well, I guess…

"Intercourse Position: The best position for the first time is the rear-entry position, where the mother kneels on the bed with her hips raised, and the son kneels behind her for penetration. A mother's first time with her own son is inevitably a little shy; this position allows the mother to face away from her son, avoiding awkward expressions and protecting her self-esteem."

Anya's face burned. Why didn't I see this article sooner! My first time with my son was face-to-face! My son was on top of me, and I couldn't find the entrance for a long time. In the end, I had to use his penis to put it in myself. Oh dear, how could I have been so lewd back then? I had no self-respect at all. I'm so ashamed!

The text then describes the sexual intercourse from behind, jumping directly to the part about how the mother should instruct her son: "Every movement of the son must be done with the mother's permission and guidance. He must sincerely seek her advice and humbly learn from her, and must not act on his own initiative or rashly."

The son, of course, couldn't wait for my guidance, let alone humbly learn from me; he just started moving...

"During this time, the mother should try to relax her body as much as possible and use a calm tone to impart sexual knowledge and techniques to her son."

How could she relax in that situation? She was almost dying of nervousness the first time with her son...

"The mother should encourage and praise the son's actions, and promptly convey her own physical pleasure to her beloved son. Let him feel that you are happy and satisfied; this can greatly reduce his tension.

When the mother feels pleasure, she should not shout loudly, but rather make subtle sounds, and must not lose her maternal demeanor in front of her son." Encourage and praise? Praising her son for making her feel good the first time they had sex?

Don't be ridiculous! Thankfully, I didn't scream. Firstly, I was shy, and secondly… my son was too quick…

I've never lost control and moaned loudly during sex with my son, except with Wenze, where I moaned quite loudly! My God! Could it be… could it be because my son's ability wasn't enough to make me moan that I didn't scream? Do I only scream when I encounter a truly capable man? Am I just a lewd woman at heart?

"Contraception: To ensure a perfect experience for the child during the first sexual encounter, it is recommended not to use a condom. This allows the child to fully experience the mother's genitals and truly feel the mother's physiological changes. The entire process of mother-son intercourse should be natural and smooth, allowing the son to ejaculate inside the mother without restraint, thus concluding a truly meaningful sexual experience. The issue of contraception should be the mother's responsibility, not something her young son should worry about."

This kid has no restraint at all, ejaculating so quickly; he probably hasn't even thought about contraception, and besides, he wouldn't understand it. However, this is indeed a responsibility I should bear. Fortunately, I have an IUD, so I don't have to worry about pregnancy.

The introduction to mother-son sexual intercourse in the article ends here. The following is a commentary on the matter: The mother did this out of genuine love and selfless care for her son. It was a collision of passion and maturity, melting kinship and sublimating maternal love. The special relationship between mother and son destined them to be the closest people in life. There should be no moral constraints between blood relatives. We should not view mother-son intercourse as ordinary sexual behavior; it should be a dance, a game, or a sacred ritual. Anya found these words very helpful, especially the sentence "The mother did this out of genuine love and selfless care for her son." She strongly agreed. Yes, her son is her precious child, flesh of her own flesh. She helped him satisfy his sexual needs because she loved him. This is love, great maternal love! "

Through appropriate sexual activity with his mother during puberty, the boy's sexual desire is released normally, and his repressed emotions are relaxed, thus allowing him to face his studies and life with a more relaxed and joyful attitude." At the same time, the child gains a comprehensive understanding of women and acquires rich sexual experience through sexual activity, further enhancing his confidence in interacting with the opposite sex. During this period, the mother should actively provide convenience for both mother and son for the sake of the child's growth, and offer more encouragement and support. When the boy enters society or goes to university, sexual relations with his mother should naturally decrease until they cease, and he should turn to normal interactions with other young women. "

That's right. Since my son and I had that kind of relationship, he's been happy every day, his grades have improved, and he no longer has any evil thoughts about female classmates. He's completely let go of the burden in his heart."

The idea that "sex between a boy and his mother should decrease or even cease after the boy enters university" struck a chord with her once again. She had never intended to maintain this relationship with her son long-term. Now that he was a university student, it was time for him to date. His current behavior was likely due to a lack of female friends and a sense of mystery surrounding women's bodies. Now that he had been with her, the mystery would be gone, and his curiosity would wane. There were many young and beautiful girls on campus. No matter how good she was, she was a woman in her forties, and his mother no less. How could she compare to those young, beautiful girls? He would surely find a girlfriend his own age soon, date her, and have sex with her, naturally losing interest in her. She should take this opportunity to quickly end this abnormal relationship…

Her son had grown up! Anya felt relieved knowing her son would no longer be interested in her, yet also a little disappointed…

Haha, what am I thinking? Isn't this exactly the result I wanted? Helping my son resolve his physical and psychological issues, and then ending things normally, isn't that great? What's there to be disappointed about? Do I expect to outshine those girls and have my son continue to sleep with me? What a load of rubbish!

Anya rubbed her temples, having reached the last part – the summary: "In today's society, sexual relations between mother and son are considered a heinous act of incest, a tragedy. Ironically, people ignore the root causes of incest. Incest is a product of this sexually repressive society. The real culprit is this closed and narrow-minded worldview. People ignore the sexual needs of teenagers, depriving them of their right to sexual activity, leading to a host of sexual problems among teenagers, including incest. We should see that in modern society, what harm is there in sexual activity between mother and son if it's not for procreation? People can't explain it clearly, only shouting about morality and ethics, but there's no definitive conclusion about the harm caused by violating these moral boundaries."

"Well said!"

Anya blurted out. She had already decided to stop the incestuous relationship with her son, so she needed such a rational analysis to untangle her inner conflict. The author was right; neither she nor her son were wrong. The fault lay with society; they were forced into it! Besides, what harm did they cause? Had

they hurt anyone? The answer is no! Except… the husband… no, the husband doesn't know anything about it, so it can't be considered harm…

“Actually, we can completely view sexual behavior between mother and child as simple sexual behavior between two sexes. Without procreation, age and kinship will not have too many adverse effects on the physical and mental health of either party, let alone harm to society! In fact, the social privacy of the family and the innate intimacy between mother and child can promote family harmony and social stability.”

Yes, that's right, Anya nodded repeatedly.

"We believe that with social development and the progress of human thought, this repressive concept of family sexual relationships will be gradually abandoned, and mother-son sex will move from behind the scenes to the forefront, no longer a mysterious and fearful game hidden behind the curtains of the family. Mother-son sex will become a compulsory course in children's growth, and the practice of mothers assisting teenagers in their sex lives will become a widely accepted tradition. For the healthy growth of children, we look forward to the arrival of this era as soon as possible."

The article ended here, and the last few sentences gave Anya enough reason. Yes, a mother is her son's best teacher. Since this is a compulsory course, who else but the mother should teach it? Who understands and loves their child better than their mother? Now I have completed my teaching of my son, and he has successfully graduated. The rest of the journey is up to him. I believe he will do even better. Anya pressed her phone to her chest, her heart filled with emotion. The author writes so well! It's so moving! I almost deleted it; I almost missed such a wonderful article!

It didn't deliberately use fallacies to mislead people; on the contrary, the author used facts to speak for themselves, clearly and logically starting from the origins of mother-son sexual intercourse, gradually unfolding in a logical sequence until the final intercourse, and finally providing a perfect summary of mother-son sexual intercourse—it was brilliant!

Anya suddenly felt that her relationship with her son wasn't so difficult to talk about anymore; she felt she had a lot to say and couldn't wait to find someone to have a long chat. She thought of the man who sent her the article, and her feelings became complicated. This guy actually found such an article, and he even said he had some research on incest, and his thoughts were the same as the one in the article—in that sense, he was a kindred spirit. It wasn't easy to find such a kindred spirit. Unfortunately, he was a bastard who was blackmailing her; he had something on her. Although he said he would return the video if she told him her story with her son, that was too unbelievable… But… what if it was true… Even if it was true, should she tell him the real process of having sex with her son? Hmm… what's wrong with telling him? He also deleted the photos, saying he was afraid of them being exposed, which shows he was being very careful. Should she have a proper talk with him when they meet in a week?

Anya, still shaken by the article, felt a surge of emotion. She sat motionless on the bed, lost in thought. "Oh well, things will work out," she thought. "I'll see how things go..."

Today was Saturday, a sunny and bright day. People usually feel good on such days, but some, like the woman eating in a hospital cafeteria, didn't.

She sat elegantly in her chair, her hair flowing over her shoulders, her eyes large and lips red. A black business dress tightly hugged her voluptuous body, the white blouse emphasizing her large breasts, which were still prominent even under her black blazer. Her legs, clad in flesh-colored pantyhose under her tight pencil skirt, were crossed and slightly raised, one foot dangling a black high heel that had been removed, revealing an alluring white heel—sexy and seductive.

It was around 1:30 PM, and there were very few people eating in the cafeteria at this time. The woman cradled her delicate face in one hand and ate slowly with the other, her slightly furrowed brows revealing her fluctuating mood.

"It's been exactly a week today. That guy said he wanted to talk to me, why hasn't he called... Tch! Good thing he didn't, to avoid embarrassment..."

Anya chewed slowly after taking a bite of food. She had swapped shifts with someone else for the morning, so she was free in the afternoon.

Ever since reading that article, she had felt a little anticipation for today's agreed-upon conversation. She knew today was the appointed day, but didn't know the time. After work, she didn't want to go home, so she ate at the hospital cafeteria. Just then, her phone seemed to anticipate her thoughts, ringing with a pleasant melody.

Anya's expression tightened. She pulled out her phone and saw it was Wenze! He had called after all! She nervously pressed the answer button, her voice slightly flustered, "Hello... hello..." "

Dr. Anya, it's time for our appointment. Are you free this afternoon?"

A slightly frivolous voice came through the receiver.

“Hmm…you tell me, where to?”

Having prepared herself mentally, Anya didn't beat around the bush. She knew that wouldn't work, so she simply asked for the location directly.

“Okay, fine. Xingai Hotel on Selang Road, room 510, waiting for you.”

“Why…why a hotel? Can't we go somewhere else…there's a teahouse near my house, let's go there…”

Anya panicked again at the mention of a hotel. She knew very well what would happen if she went, but she was afraid Wenze wouldn't agree if she didn't go. Still clinging to a sliver of hope, she suggested changing the location, though she didn't think he would agree.

“I've already booked, paid the deposit. Changing the location would be a waste. We have to be frugal. I'm learning from you, you don't even throw away leftovers. Even though I got diarrhea, it's still saving money, right? Haha…”

Anya gritted her teeth on the other end of the phone! She was rejected as expected! Damn it! And he even insulted me…

“Don't say that! I'll go. I'm warning you, you're not allowed to say those things to me again! I don't owe you anything!”

"Oh, you're angry? Hehe, I was wrong, okay? Come on, take a taxi, I'll reimburse you, haha..."

Anya slammed down the phone, leaned back in her chair, and sighed. She should go, she really needed to talk things out. Didn't he say he'd delete the video if things went well? Maybe if they talked it out today, everything could be over, maybe...

maybe...sigh, is that even possible...?

Lost in thought, she walked to the parking lot, then hesitated to drive her own car. He was right, she should take a taxi; it wouldn't be good if someone she knew saw her at the hotel.

After leaving the hospital, Anya hailed a taxi at the intersection and went straight to the hotel. Once there, she entered the lobby, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button for the fifth floor. As the elevator ascended, her anxiety grew. Why had she come so obediently? Although Wenze had leverage over her and she had no choice, besides hating him, she also felt a little anticipation, like wanting to discuss the mother-son relationship with him...but...talking about these things with him was so embarrassing, and that damn orgasm last time, it was all because of this guy's big cock...it ruined me! I let it kill me!

"Ding!"... The fifth floor arrived. Anya stepped out of the elevator, turned a few corners, and arrived at the door of room 510. After taking a deep breath, she gently knocked on the door.

"Click..."

The door opened, and Wenze, wrapped in a bath towel, stood in the doorway, smiling and gesturing for her to come in. Anya bowed her head and went in, then the door was closed and locked with a safety lock.

"You... why are you locking the door? I'll leave as soon as I'm done talking and take the video."

Anya was a little flustered.

"Leave? Where to? Hehe, you haven't even started talking yet. Even if you finish, I still can't give you the video if I'm not satisfied. So you have to be a good girl now, hmm..."

Wenze looked the mature woman in front of him up and down without any politeness, resting his hand on his chin in a judgmental manner, "Not bad! Dr. Anya, this outfit suits you so well today, it really shows off your figure, and your legs are so white, flesh-colored stockings are the most alluring!"

"What I wear is none of your business!"

Anya glared at Wenze and turned her face away, no longer looking at him.

"Hehe, of course it's related. You look beautiful, which makes me feel good, and when I'm in a good mood, I might do something good."

"Good things? Hmph, I'll only believe you if you give me back the video."

Anya coldly retorted. What good things could you possibly do? I'd rather believe a ghost than you. "Ah!"

Anya took a step back. Wenze had just reached under her skirt and touched her crotch, even lewdly bringing his hand to his nose to smell it.

"It smells so good! Dr. An, your skirt isn't just slippery, it smells so good too!"

"You!"

Anya quickly covered her skirt, angry but not daring to lash out too much. "Don't touch me! I'm here to talk. If you do this again, I'm leaving!"

"Go ahead! Leave now! Anyway, I still have the video to watch, it's okay, go on."

Wenze plopped down on the bed and gestured for her to leave.

"..."

Anya trembled with anger. This scoundrel! Bastard! He only said that because he knew I wouldn't dare leave. I'm so angry! Why isn't this America? I would have bought a gun and shot him dead already!

"Don't do this, Dr. An. You don't like me touching you, right? Then I won't touch you. Can't I just look?"

Seeing that Anya was unmoved, Wenze raised his tone. "You can't even look? Fine, you'll feel restless if you can't see me. If you feel uncomfortable, maybe I'll share the video with everyone to enjoy..."

"No! You... what do you want to see..."

Anya panicked when she heard that the video was going to be leaked and quickly compromised.

"Hehe, no need to be so nervous. We've already done it, so what's the harm in looking?"

"..."

"Come on, sit here by the window, put both legs up, bend your left leg a little, yes, like that. Dr. An, your shoes are really nice, with a bow. Usually, women your age wear shoes like that to look young, but they look great on you, hehe. Lift up your skirt a little, show your underwear, lift it up, don't be shy, yes, that's right. The underwear is nice too, although the style is a bit conservative, the heart-shaped pattern in the front is still very unique. Don't move, I want to look a little longer."

Although she was nervous and unwilling, she still enjoyed the flattery. Plus, Wenze had something on her, so An Ya had no choice but to obey. However, she didn't see that an inconspicuous little camera on the table was pointing in her direction. It was a hidden camera that Wenze had specially bought. It was very clear and very discreet. If you weren't paying attention, you wouldn't be able to see it at all.

A while ago, while browsing a pornographic forum, Wenze joined a QQ group for hunting for women. The group consisted of netizens, some genuinely interested, some not. Wenze initially joined out of boredom, as he had already slept with Xu Rou and lost interest.

After Anya's incident, he became interested in the group, frequently browsing for others' "tricks" and even sharing his own methods and experiences in winning over Xu Rou, earning praise from the members. However, after a while, he felt that these people were all theoretical giants but practical dwarfs, shouting and yelling about women as if they hadn't had sex in decades. But there was one guy called "Friend of Women" who was quite good. His speech and mannerisms didn't resemble those of lecherous men who had never seen a woman before, and many of his ideas and methods coincided with Wenze's. After that, they started chatting privately.

A few days ago, Wenze told him about raping Anya, and also told him about Anya's appearance and personality. He also said he wanted to talk to Anya about her son, and then, once she was sexually aroused, he would have sex with her. The "friend of women" first praised Wenze for secretly filming her, then expressed envy, saying he was also very interested and asked him to take some photos for him to see, because Wenze said Anya was very beautiful and had a good figure, and he wanted to admire her too. Wenze

told him it wasn't the right time; Anya wouldn't agree to have her photos taken at this stage. The "friend of women" then suggested secretly filming her. Wenze said he didn't have the equipment, so he offered to buy one and pay half the price. Wenze was tempted; secretly filming was more exciting, wasn't it!

Many people online are scammers, but this "friend of women" proactively gave Wenze money. After Wenze gave him his account number, he immediately transferred the money, showing his trust in Wenze. Wenze also trusted him, and the two chatted even more enthusiastically. After discussing the details, Wenze brought the hidden camera equipment over today and set it up. Now was the time for it to be used.

"Okay, go over there, sit on the chair, lift your right leg and put it on the chair, hands on your knee. Yes, Dr. An, were you a model? You're so good at posing." As

An Ya walked towards the chair, Wenze quickly adjusted the shooting angle, keeping the lens pointed at An Ya.

"Is that enough? I haven't... seen enough..."

Although she was constantly praised, An Ya was still embarrassed, and her movements were stiff. It was the first time a strange man had looked at her like this and made her pose in various ways; she felt her face burning.

"Mmm, that's amazing, your figure is incredible! No need to stand on the chair anymore, stand on the coffee table instead. Yeah, hey, don't turn your head, look at me."

"You...you're such a pervert..."

Anya said, still pursing her lips and looking at him shyly, her face completely red.

"Where am I a pervert? I didn't touch you. Are you afraid I'll see? Then just bend your legs."

Anya immediately bent her legs and shrank back on the chair upon hearing this, and Wenze immediately corrected her incorrect posture.

"Bending your legs is fine, but you need to expose your best parts, don't cover your underwear. Oh, Dr. Anya, your legs are so beautiful, even sexier with stockings."

Anya rolled her eyes at Wenze. "Of course! I exercise every day. I don't want to look like those bloated women in their forties. Huh? Why am I happy about his compliment? Really!" Oh well, whatever he says goes. As long as we don't do *that* kind of thing, everything's fine.

The sheer flesh-colored stockings gleamed suggestively under the light, arousing Wenze's lust. He wanted to rub his glans against those smooth, full legs, but for the sake of the upcoming conversation, he held back!

A little impatience can ruin everything!

"Alright, now turn around, kneel on the chair. Yes, lift your skirt, show your butt. What are you doing? Don't look back at me. I didn't ask you to take off your underwear. Don't worry, I'm just looking at your stockings."

Wenze's words made Anya, who had turned to look at him, lean back against the chair. Not being able to see Wenze's gaze made her feel a little more at ease.

“Dr. An, you know what? My dick is about to explode! This outfit of yours is so alluring, did you wear it on purpose to seduce me? And this pose, it's obvious you're waiting for me to fuck you! Look how hard it is for me to hold back!”

“What are you trying to do! Don't... don't do anything reckless! I didn't wear this for you, I wear it to work every day…”

An Ya thought Wen Ze was about to get hard, so she quickly turned around and stood up. Seeing Wen Ze standing there obediently, she breathed a sigh of relief. “Stop messing around, let's get down to business.”

“Look at you, so cold. You don't like me complimenting your clothes? Fine, take them off, take them all off. After you take them off, go take a shower, and come out wrapped in a towel, just like me. Look how awkward it is for me to be wrapped in a towel while you're all dressed up.”

"I...I've already showered...Let's get down to business..."

Anya immediately refused. She was joking; what would happen if she came out wearing only a towel after showering? It was like having a dish cooked and served to her! Even though she might still end up losing her virginity, she'd still have to struggle.

"You're being disobedient again. Showering helps you relax, which will make our conversation easier. Hurry up, come out and talk. The sooner you finish, the sooner you can go home, so your husband won't worry. Remember, only a towel, no underwear."

Wenze said in an unquestionable tone.

Anya was a little scared of Wenze's serious expression, so she reluctantly went into the bathroom. She locked the door, took off her clothes, and started showering.

The warm water washed over Anya's mature body, taking away the heat, but her anxiety only intensified... Damn it, he said showering would relax me, how could I possibly relax in this state!

After a quick wash, she left the showerhead, grabbed a towel, and carefully wrapped it around her chest. However, it couldn't completely cover her large breasts; about a third of them were exposed. If she pulled it up any higher, her private parts would be exposed. After considering it, she decided to sacrifice her breasts...

Looking at herself in the mirror, most of her breasts were exposed, and she could vaguely see some pubic hair. Wasn't this the image of a woman waiting to be fucked? How could I have become so pathetic...?

She sighed, a tear rolled down her cheek, and she quickly washed her face with cold water. Sigh, I really don't want to do that kind of thing with him, but... sigh...

"Oh! Dr. An, you have fair skin with a rosy glow, quite unique! Come and sit down..."

An Ya came out of the bathroom and into the room. Wen Ze, who was sitting on the bed, immediately brightened up. The bath towel in the hotel was a little bigger than the one Anya had wrapped herself in at home last time, but it still couldn't hide her voluptuous figure. Because Anya was shy, she wrapped the towel tightly around herself, making her figure even more curvaceous. Wenze felt his penis getting erect, so he quickly took a sip of water to calm himself down and had Anya sit next to him.

It was a double room. Anya walked over cautiously and sat at Wenze's feet. "Don't do anything... I... I told you, I won't do that kind of thing..."

"I didn't say I was going to do anything. Why are you so nervous? You must be thirsty after your shower. Here, have a glass of water to cool down. Be careful, it's hot."

Wenze picked up the kettle, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Anya. While Anya was showering, Wenze had put an aphrodisiac in the kettle. He thought that if he just gave her the water, she might think it was drugged and refuse to drink it, so he put it in the kettle. Actually, he was overthinking it. Anya's mind was in turmoil at the moment, and since she didn't usually go to bars or other entertainment venues, she had no such precautions.

For the past few days, Wenze had been pondering how to begin today's conversation, and what to say once it started. He and his "friend of women" discussed and researched it several times, finally deciding to get the conversation flowing first, and then do other things. Using leverage right from the start wouldn't be very satisfying, nor would it be conducive to the long-term development of the relationship. Pushing too hard might lead to a desperate, all-or-nothing reaction, which would be disastrous.

His "friend of women" analyzed the situation and felt this method was flawless, relying mainly on Wenze's eloquence. However, he pointed out that Anya might fabricate a story about her and her son. Wenze said it didn't matter if it was true or false, as long as she told the story, he would have her elaborate. Once she told the incest story, she would be aroused, and once they were in the mood, things would be much easier.

The "friend of women" said that even if Anya was telling the truth, it wouldn't be so easy to get into the ideal state. Even if she had a strong sex drive, even if she had slept with her son, it wouldn't be the same. Regardless of whether Anya's story was true or not, she definitely wouldn't talk about the details of her incest with her son. Without details, it wouldn't be easy to get into the mood. So, some external force was needed, like a sex drug. Once she had physical desire, it would be relatively easier for her to talk about the details.

Wenze thought this made a lot of sense. After thanking him, he bought a bottle of aphrodisiac online. The buyer reviews said the drug was good, with few side effects and a strong effect, so he only used a little. He wanted to slowly arouse Anya, giving her a perfect sexual experience when she couldn't stand it anymore. That would be more satisfying. Making her incredibly thirsty all at once with the drug wouldn't be interesting, and it wouldn't be easy to open her heart.

“Dr. An, are you thirsty? You’ve drunk it all, hehe, don’t just drink water, let me touch you a few times.”

An Ya held the cup with both hands and kept taking small sips of water to hide her panic. Even when the cup was empty, she kept drinking. At this moment, Wen Ze climbed over from the bed, hugged her, and started groping her body.

“Ah! What are you doing…”

An Ya struggled hurriedly, but how could she escape? Being touched by a man while dressed like this made her feel ashamed and uncomfortable.

“Oh… Dr. An, your breasts are so big and soft, they’re amazing! I can’t get enough of them! Does it feel good?”

Wen Ze was intoxicated. After saying that, he reached his hand under the top of the bath towel.

“It doesn’t feel good… no… don’t do this… please let go… I… don’t want this… sob… let me go…”

Although she had prepared herself, An Ya still couldn’t accept it when it came to this. She had never been violated like this before. Her nose tingled, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes.

"Sigh..."

Wenze sighed, surprisingly releasing Anya and sitting there quietly watching her. Anya was stunned, her tear-streaked face full of confusion. What was going on? Why did this lecherous man listen to her and let her go so easily?

"Dr. Anya, I thought that after bringing you to orgasm last time, you would be obedient this time too, because once a woman has experienced sexual pleasure, she can't resist. But now it seems I was wrong. You're not the kind of woman who's obsessed with desire. Although you committed incest with your son, reason still outweighs lust. Last time on the hospital rooftop, I was so agitated by the scene of you and your son committing incest that I impulsively raped you. I apologize to you, I'm sorry."

Wenze said solemnly.

"..."

Anya didn't speak, staring blankly at him. What did he want to do?

“To be honest, what I hate most is rape. Pure physical pleasure isn’t what I want. I think sex is an act of mutual understanding, and only when both parties consent can they achieve harmony of body and mind. Forcing sex only harms the woman. Even if she experiences intense physical pleasure, she still won’t feel happy afterwards.”

Wenze’s expression was somewhat sad. “Come here, I’ll show you something.”

Anya looked at Wenze warily. What he said was true, but it was ridiculous to hear such words from him. He raped me and then gave me so many excuses, saying he hated it the most. If he hated it, why did he rape me? And he even made me sit here wrapped in a towel. He clearly wanted to do something bad. I’m not a little girl just entering society anymore. Did he think he could fool me with these few words? Hmph, dream on! I’ll see what tricks he has up his sleeve next.

Anya was terrified he might suddenly pounce on her, so she cautiously clutched her chest as she walked over. She watched as Wenze pulled out his phone and played the video that had kept her in fear for days. Her face flushed, and she was about to tell him to stop when she saw Wenze close the recording and then delete it!

"You…"

Anya looked at Wenze in confusion. What happened? Why did he delete it?

"Dr. An, I apologize again for what happened last time. I didn't mean to threaten you, but you're just too alluring, and I couldn't resist. I called you here today to sit in a chair and pose, and to wrap myself in a towel while showering, just so I could see your body again. I've decided to delete the video, so I might not be able to see your body again. I intended to have a proper talk with you today, and I even managed to resist the urge to touch you, but seeing your fair skin now, I finally couldn't resist and touched you again. I'm sorry. The video is deleted, the photos are deleted, and I don't have any other backups—everything is gone. Actually, I wanted to keep it to look at, but seeing you cry just now, I couldn't bear to hurt you anymore. Sigh..."

Wen Ze sighed heavily and lowered his head dejectedly.

What's going on? How did this guy become like this? His expression doesn't seem fake. Did he suddenly have a change of heart? Anya looked at Wenze with suspicion, her mind filled with questions. The video was gone, the incriminating evidence was gone, so couldn't she just leave?

"Dr. Anya, to be honest, I'm really curious about you and your son. I mentioned before that I've had inappropriate thoughts about my mother, but nothing happened. So I'm really interested in understanding how this happened between you and your son. I'm even willing to delete the video as a condition to find out the reason. Of course, I swear I won't tell anyone. I just hope you can tell me. Besides… keeping this to yourself isn't good either. I don't think you've told anyone. Why don't you consider it a thank you for deleting the video, and I'll confide in you?"

"You… why do you think I'll tell you? Aren't you afraid I'll just leave after you delete the video?"

Anya felt Wenze was overconfident. You should have deleted it anyway, why should I thank you…

"It was just a feeling. I'm someone who approves of incest, but I don't have the courage to do it myself. So I admire you and your son for actually taking that step…"

"What do you mean? Are you saying that my daughter and I are shameless?"

Anya looked at him with a complicated expression.

"You misunderstood! I believe no mother-son incest is because the mother is inherently promiscuous and seduces her son. There must be other reasons, and these reasons are kept secret. But..."

Wenze cleared his throat, "Not being able to tell others doesn't mean not wanting to. People are uncomfortable when they have something on their mind and want to find a way to vent. But incest is a recognized immoral act in society today, and it's difficult to find someone to confide in. However, if a suitable person happens to be there to confide in, I think this mother will definitely speak her mind. The other person can then offer their own insights, and of course, they will definitely agree with those insights. Now, that opportunity is right in front of you. What do you think?"

Whew... It's so hard to hold back. Looking at such an alluring body but not being able to do it right away... Keep going! If you succeed, the road to sexual happiness will be much easier...

Anya breathed a sigh of relief after Wenze deleted the video. After hearing his words, she felt that he wasn't too bad. Young people, after all, it's understandable that they couldn't resist such stimulation. After all, she and her son had done such shameful things on the rooftop, so she also bore some responsibility.

After hearing what he said next, she felt even more connected. Yes, ever since she had sex with her son, she had been living in constant fear of being discovered. Sometimes, if someone glanced at her a few times, she wondered if he had found out and was looking at her all the time. She was also under immense pressure from her conscience. She longed to confide in someone, but where could she find such a person?

He said it was just a chance encounter. Could she believe him? Could he be a good confidant? How could she bring herself to talk about something like this? But... if she missed this opportunity, she might have to bury this matter in her heart forever, which would be too painful... Sigh, she had to endure the pain. Although what he said made sense, he hadn't actually done anything with his mother; it was just empty talk. He wouldn't know her deeper thoughts... Well, she should leave...

Anya hesitated, and just as she was about to get up and leave, Wenze's words made her decide not to go.

"Dr. An, I think the most important point about incest between mother and son is the degree of harm. People are always waving the banner of ethics and morality to condemn incest, saying that it is extremely harmful, but there is no definite conclusion on what kind of harm incest will actually cause. Did you and your son harm anyone? The answer is no! No one was harmed, except for your husband, but your husband doesn't know, so it can't be considered harm. Also, everything has two sides; everything has good and bad. People criticize the bad of incest, but they don't mention the benefits at all. Does incest have no benefits at all? The answer is of course no, don't you agree?"

Yes! Absolutely right! My God! How could he think so much like me! Anya's heart stirred. He might really be someone she could confide in: he knew about her and her son's affair, witnessed the whole process, and had a relationship with her. In front of him, she was practically transparent, with nothing to hide. Moreover, he had proactively deleted the only piece of evidence against her and didn't seem to care that she could leave. He even seemed to approve of her incestuous behavior. Sigh, after hearing what he said, she really didn't want to leave. Her desire to confide in him suddenly became very strong!

Anya lowered her hands from her chest. "Fine, let's talk. If we don't click, I'll just leave. Anyway, I don't have any leverage over him anymore, and I won't have to see him again. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Go ahead, tell me everything, relieve some pressure...

" "Dr. Anya, please don't go. Come, sit down. Face to face with me. Treat me like a therapist. Don't hide anything. Tell me what's on your mind. Keeping secrets inside is never good."

"Sigh...okay...okay, but let me make this clear first, I won't do...that kind of thing with you. Just talking..."

"Of course! I've deleted the video, don't you believe me? By the way, did you read the article I gave you last time?"

Wenze immediately stated his position.

"Yes...I read it...it's...good..."

"Yes, it's good, isn't it? I think one point in the article is very true: sex itself isn't wrong; what's wrong is the wrong viewpoints of people in this chaotic society. So insightful!"

Wenze noticed Anya's hesitation. He pulled over a chair for Anya to sit down, while he sat on the bed opposite her.

“Yes, that’s right… Thank you for thinking that way too…”

Anya answered softly, slowly sitting down in the chair.

For the past week, she had reread that article about mother-son sex several times a day, until she deleted it on her way here after receiving Wenze’s call. She deeply agreed with the article’s viewpoint and expressed her gratitude for Wenze’s shared perspective.

"You're welcome. I know you're shy. Here, let me pour you another glass of water."

He handed her the glass.

"Thank you...hehe..."

Anya smiled shyly.

"Let's begin."

Wenze sat down on the bed opposite Anya. "I'm all ears."

"Hehe...um...I...um...um..."

Anya was very nervous facing Wenze sitting so close to her, and didn't know how to begin. Her hands trembled slightly as she held the glass.

"Oh, look at me, I'm too close."

Wenze noticed her nervousness and quickly got up and sat against the headboard to create some distance. "How about this, let me start things off for you. Incest between mother and son always has a cause. A son won't have sex with his mother all at once; there will be a gradual process, a process where the son slowly develops sexual desire for his mother. You need to be more detailed, tell me all the details so I can analyze and answer your questions based on your situation. Because although there are many cases of incest between mother and son, the reasons are very different. There are even cases where the son rapes the mother and then uses it to blackmail her. I don't think that's the case between you and your son, is it?"

Wenze said this because he saw that Xiaoming was very thin and small. Although Anya was a woman, she was taller than Xiaoming. He thought that if Xiaoming tried to force himself on her, he might end up being the one who got raped.

Sure enough, Anya shook her head, and then Wenze began to guide her, "Hmm... let's put it this way, when did you first realize that Xiaoming had those kinds of feelings for you?"

"Phew..."

Anya had originally planned to lie the whole story before coming, but now she really wanted to tell the truth. After taking a deep breath and mustering her courage, she thought, okay, considering how understanding he was and how he voluntarily deleted the video, she'd treat him like a psychologist. She really couldn't tell anyone else about this, so she'd talk to him and see if he could offer some different insights.

"Listen carefully, what I'm about to say is my secret. You absolutely mustn't tell anyone else, or I won't let you off the hook."

"Don't worry, I'm definitely not the kind of person who spreads secrets. I'm very tight-lipped."

"Then... um..."

"Hehe, don't be nervous, have some water, and continue with my question, when did you first realize that Xiaoming had those kinds of feelings for you?"

Anya tightened the towel around her, looked at the floor, and slowly began to recount her incestuous relationship with her son.

“Xiaoming…my son…he’s always been very obedient, but he’s timid and has a somewhat girlish personality. Unlike other boys who fawn over their fathers, he’s always clinging to me, even in middle school. My husband told me this wasn’t good, but I didn’t take it seriously. I thought he was just introverted and would grow out of it. And he did get better in high school, so I didn’t think much of it…”

Anya felt awkward talking about Xiaoming, preferring to call him her son.

“He’s too clingy, isn’t he? I think it’s because you spoil him too much that he’s always clinging to you,”

Wenze interjected.

"Hmm... I also think I've spoiled him a bit. I've always treated him like a child. When he was in the second year of junior high, he still slept in the same bed as me..."

"You noticed something was wrong with him back then, didn't you?"

"No... He was perfectly normal back then, nothing seemed wrong, and his body... didn't react either. But... maybe that's when he developed his interest in me. I'm a medical student, so I know a bit about adolescent sexual impulses. I knew my son would be interested in women, but I never expected him to be interested in a woman my age. After we started sleeping separately, I didn't notice anything inappropriate or like him secretly looking at me until he went to high school, so I didn't pay any attention. It wasn't until his senior year of high school that I realized something was wrong with him, and by then it was too late..."

"Your son has grown up, and he can't tell all his innermost thoughts to his parents anymore, especially his feelings for the opposite sex. To be honest, you're not a very good mother. As a doctor, you should know more about this kind of thing and have an obligation to let your child know as well. If you had taken some time to talk to him about sex in a more appropriate way, I think he wouldn't have ended up like this with you."

Wenze sat cross-legged on the bed, analyzing calmly.

"Sigh... who can argue with that? Afterwards, I thought about it, and I also bear a lot of responsibility for my son's desire for me. I usually dress very casually at home, and I never close the door when I change clothes because I always treat my son like that little child snuggling in my arms. Besides, I'm so old, even if he has feelings for a woman, the object of his feelings should be a young girl of the same age, so there would be no problem at all, it wouldn't have anything to do with me. But later my son told me that he likes mature women like me the most, and he often peeks at me changing clothes at the door and finds it very exciting. I never even noticed it once, what a failure!"

Anya drank the water in one gulp, put down the cup, rubbed her hands, and sighed deeply.

“Dr. An, you underestimate your own charm. You always think your son should be interested in women his own age, but have you considered that your body has strong feminine characteristics? Your body at your age is in the most perfect state for a woman. Full breasts, round hips—look at how many female high school students are like you; most are as thin as dried fish. Sexual desire is a basic human instinct for reproduction. Since it's a reproductive desire, it's natural to be interested in reproductive organs. Xiaoming's body is just developing, and he's still in a state of ignorance about sex. He's more inclined towards women like you with prominent reproductive organs, like your big breasts. These are the first necessity after a human is born.”

Wenze smiled and gestured with his hands.

“Maybe… I… I regretted it later, but it was too late. But even if my son was attracted to my body, later he…”

Anya didn't pay attention to Wenze's gestures, but stopped there, as if she found it difficult to say what was next.

“What happened to him? Don't worry, what's there to be afraid of after incest? Speak up, I'll help you analyze it.”

Hurry up and tell me, it's urgent! "What happened?" Wenze wanted to understand what had happened.

"My son... he... he... he's developed a fetish!"

"A fetish? You mean he played with women's underwear?"

"Yeah..."

Ha! I thought it was something serious. Who wouldn't be tempted by women's underwear? What's the big deal?

"I was terrified. I still clearly remember the shock of seeing my son masturbating with my underwear. From that day on, I fell into the mire of incest. You could say that a large part of what happened between my son and me was because of this. I was afraid he would go astray, so I..."

Anya ignored Wenze's reaction and continued to tell the story.

Wenze was somewhat disgusted by her excuse. Masturbating with your underwear is going astray? Wouldn't it be even more astray to have sex with you like that? What a sophistry, doctor! And you're a medical student, yet you're so averse to fetishes. Don't you understand?

“Dr. An, you sound very averse to fetishism?”

Wenze interrupted her, feeling it necessary to give An Ya a proper lesson.

“Yes, it’s a sexual perversion, different from fascination with women’s bodies. Fascination with a body can be considered a normal physiological desire, but fetishism is abnormal,”

An Ya said earnestly.

“This…you might not be able to accept it right away. Actually, your viewpoint is wrong.”

“Nonsense! Fetishism is wrong; only psychopaths do that!”

"Really? If you put it that way, can I assume your son is also a psychopath?"

"I...I didn't say my son is...I just said he has a fetish...I..."

Anya stammered, trying to explain herself. Oh dear, she was getting more and more confused.

"Hehe, don't rush, don't rush. Listen to me, fetishism is just a manifestation of immature sexual psychology, it has nothing to do with psychopathism. It can be corrected. People with fetishism collect women's clothes under the drive of strong sexual desire and excitement, and almost no women do this, it's mostly men, because men's sexual desire comes faster and is more intense than women's. The clothes they collect are mostly women's underwear, such as panties, bras, and stockings, etc., and then they get pleasure by smelling, licking, touching, or directly using the skin-to-skin part to masturbate with their genitals..."

Wenze went on and on, but Anya interrupted him.

“No, that’s psychopathic behavior. For example…”

“Let me finish…”

Wenze stopped her. “Let’s be specific. Take your son, for instance. Think about it, the reason your son is like this is because you’re so charming. He’s become interested in women, and then he realizes that the woman closest to him is a beautiful woman with a great figure. Of course, he’ll focus his attention on you, and then he’ll have a possessive desire for you. But he feels it’s impossible to have your body, so he settles for second best and fantasizes about the clothes that are closest to your body. Everyone fantasizes. For example, if you like a luxury car but can’t afford it, you buy a calendar of the car to hang at home. If you like a certain celebrity, you buy posters of him to put up at home. Can you call that psychopathic?”

“Well…”

Right, I’ve bought calendars with celebrity pictures too. If that’s what he’s saying…

“Right, this isn’t a perverted act. The reason fetishism is considered perverted is because the object of the fetish is women’s underwear. Underwear is inherently a woman’s private item, and most of what fetishists collect are women’s worn items, making it even more private. That’s why people find it disgusting and object to such behavior. So, the problem isn’t the fetishist, but the very nature of the object being fetishized, underwear.”

“Now that you mention it… um, that seems to make sense. Heh, I didn’t expect you to know so much.”

Anya felt there was some truth to it, and her opinion of Wenze changed somewhat.

“Hehe, I sometimes look up information about this online when I have free time. I personally find it very distasteful to society’s suppression of incest and fetishism. I think it’s a cruel act of suppressing human physiological desires.”

Wenze chuckled. “Hehe, I’ve said too much. Don’t mind me, continue.”

“Oh, um, where were we?”

Anya snapped out of her reverie.

"Speaking of your son masturbating with your underwear."

"...Oh...that..."

Anya's expression became a little awkward. "That day...it was in the afternoon. Although I usually don't close the door when I change clothes, I still clean up my clothes very frequently, and I wash them immediately after taking them off. That morning, when I was working at the hospital, I went to the toilet, but the toilet paper accidentally fell on the floor and got wet, so I...didn't...didn't use paper...and went straight back to the office...Ah! It was peeing! Not...butting..."

Anya saw Wenze's surprised look and realized that he probably thought she hadn't wiped after defecating, so she quickly explained, but after explaining, she felt it wasn't quite right, and her face turned red.

"Hehe, don't worry about such trivial things. I knew it was peeing, so I didn't think much of it. Go on."

"Okay... When I got home at noon, I changed my underwear. I was just about to wash it when I got a call from the hospital saying there was an emergency, so I rushed off. I left my underwear in the laundry basket in the bathroom. After a busy afternoon, I felt very tired when I got home, so I went to the bedroom

, closed the door, and took a nap. I didn't hear my son come back." "I don't know how much time passed before I woke up. When I got up, I remembered that I still hadn't washed my underwear, so I went to the bathroom. But when I opened the door, I saw my son covering my underwear with his... his... he... he later told me that he didn't expect me to get up so quickly, and seeing the underwear was too stimulating. He didn't care about anything else and just grabbed it and started... you know..." "

You just opened the door like that? You must have scared him to death! He might even become impotent. You're such a cruel mother! And your son, remember to lock the door when you're doing something naughty!"

Wenze imagined the situation and couldn't help but laugh.

“I…I didn’t know he was in there…he didn’t lock the door…and there was no way to lock it. The bathroom lock was broken those days and we hadn’t had time to fix it…”

Anya lowered her head in embarrassment, explaining in a low voice.

“And then, did he stop after you found him? He was in the middle of it, and suddenly stopping to ejaculate is bad for his prostate, you know that, right?”

“I know, but…but he ejaculated then, he didn’t hold it in…”

“Ejaculated? He ejaculated in front of you?”

Seeing Anya nod slightly, Wenze was a little incredulous. “He’s so bold, he kept masturbating even after you found him?”

“No…he didn’t masturbate…”

Anya lowered her head even further. “At that time, he was just about to ejaculate, and the crotch of my underwear…was against his glans, and I saw a wet stain appear on that part, and then my son…shuddered a few times, and the wet stain got bigger and bigger…”

Anya’s voice slowed down, obviously embarrassed to continue.

"What a coincidence! You opened the door just as he was ejaculating. Perfect timing,"

Wenze said with a wicked grin. Anya glared at him and continued,

"My son just stood there in the middle of the bathroom, staring blankly at me. I stood at the door, stunned too. We were both so embarrassed, not knowing what to say. Then I finally snapped out of it and went back to my room. I closed the door and leaned against it, my heart pounding. How could this happen? What's wrong with my son? Why did he take my underwear…?"

"...After a while, I heard the sound of running water from the toilet. I thought my son was cleaning himself. A few minutes later, he came out and went straight into his room. Only then did I dare to come out and hurriedly went to the toilet to wash the underwear quickly. But when I went in, I saw that my underwear was already hanging on the clothes rack and had been washed. It turned out that my son had been washing his underwear. Maybe he felt guilty for getting it dirty..."

Anya looked up at Wenze, and encouraged by his gaze, continued, "I've noticed before that sometimes my son goes to the toilet and doesn't come out for a long time. When I ask him, he says he's going to poop. After he comes out, I go in and don't smell any foul odor, but there's a fishy smell...that's the smell of semen. I didn't plan to go in..." I criticized him because I know this is a normal phenomenon in boys' puberty development; it's normal to masturbate to release sexual urges, but it's not normal for him to masturbate with my underwear. I'm terrified. How could my son have such perverted behavior? Thinking about those news reports on TV about perverted sex offenders stealing women's underwear makes me tremble. I'm afraid my son will become like that. My husband and I are usually busy with work and don't have time to teach our son these things… Even if we had time, I don't think I would teach him. It's hard to bring it up, but I know I can't scold or beat him now; I need to educate and guide him, otherwise it's easy for him to develop psychological problems. So I decided to have a serious talk with him.”

Wenze sat up and leaned forward, eagerly awaiting what he would say next.

“My son and his father don't talk much, and his father is often not home, so there's no time to talk. Besides, I don't think my husband is good with words to talk to him about this. I'm a doctor and his mother; I have a responsibility and obligation to help my son understand these things. I made up my mind and walked to my son's room door, about to knock, but then I lost my courage. It's too embarrassing to say these things; I'll wait and say it later.”

"I turned and went into the kitchen. After preparing dinner, I called my son out to eat, trying to act as if nothing had happened. My son came out with his head down, sat down, and started eating without looking at me. After a few bites, he went back to his room. Seeing him like this, I felt I couldn't wait any longer; I had to talk to him. Otherwise, he would be under a lot of pressure, which would not only affect his studies but also make him depressed. I tidied the table, washed my face with cold water to calm myself down, and thought about what I would say: I needed to make my son understand that his behavior was wrong, but I couldn't hurt his self-esteem."

"I went back to my room, opened a drawer, and found a book about physiology. This book described sex in detail. I originally wanted my son to look at it to learn, but because it had many realistic illustrations of genitals, I was afraid he would have an adverse reaction, so I locked it in the drawer. But then I thought that I was going to talk to him about this soon, and having pictures would be good; it would help him understand more intuitively."

“I knocked on my son’s door, but there was no response. I said, ‘Mom’s coming in,’ and pushed the door open. My son was lying on the bed. When he saw me come in, he jumped up and looked at me with a terrified expression. I felt a pang of heartache. It was all my fault for not disciplining him properly, which had frightened him like this. He must have thought I was there to scold him. I went over and sat on the chair next to his bed, asking him why he was asleep so early and if he wasn’t feeling well. My son shook his head, then suddenly knelt on the bed, lowered his head, and cried, repeatedly saying to me, ‘I’m sorry, Mom, I’m sorry, Mom…’

‘Of course! He took Mom’s underwear to masturbate, got caught red-handed, and even ejaculated all over her underwear in front of her. He must feel like he’s committed a terrible crime. Even if you hit him with a stick, I don’t think he would budge. The fact that you spoke to him so kindly made him feel even more sorry for you, so he knelt down and apologized to you.’”

"Yes, seeing my son like that made me very sad. I quickly said, 'Mom doesn't blame you,' and helped him up. He sat on the bed with his head down. I gave him a tissue to wipe his face and said, 'Mom knows you're a good boy, I won't scold you, but you have to tell me why you did that.'

He cried again, saying, 'Mom, I'm sorry, I'm a pervert. I couldn't help myself when I saw your underwear, and I wanted to use it to cover my masturbation. You can scold me.' I felt a little embarrassed and said, 'If you cry again, I won't forgive you.' That calmed him down. I handed him the book, and he looked up at me with a puzzled expression when he saw the cover. My face turned red instantly... I said, 'This book is about sex education during adolescence. Mom was worried it would be bad for you to read it before, but now you can read it.' He immediately put down the book and knelt down again. He said he wouldn't read it and promised he wouldn't do it again, not even masturbating.' I realized he still didn't understand what I meant, so I thought I'd explain it to him first, and then he could read the book."

"Then I made him sit down and explained to him that it's normal for boys to have sexual urges when they reach puberty, just like eating when they're hungry or drinking when they're thirsty. There's nothing shameful about it. When the urge reaches a certain point, masturbating once is perfectly acceptable. It's much better than hurting other girls. Of course, I'm not encouraging you to masturbate, but rather saying that you should correctly understand the phenomenon of your body's physiological development. Masturbation is a good way to release sexual desire, but everything should be done in moderation. Uncontrolled masturbation is incorrect. Also, masturbating with my underwear is incorrect; it's a fetish, and you can't do that. After I finished speaking, I asked him if he understood. I thought my son would say he understood, but he didn't. He said he liked me too much, his mind was in turmoil, and he was very distressed. I asked him what he was really thinking, and only after I promised I wouldn't scold him did he tell me."

“My son said that since he started high school, he’s become more and more interested in women. When he sees female classmates wearing skirts, he wants to lift them up to see what’s underneath, and he wants to touch their breasts to see what it feels like. I was shocked and quickly told him not to do that, because that would really make him a pervert. My son said he knew, but he only thought about it in his mind and didn’t dare to do it. Later, he accidentally saw me changing clothes once, and then his mind changed. He felt that his mother was also a woman, and that she had a good figure, much prettier than those skinny female classmates. Plus, I usually don’t close the door when I change clothes, so he often peeks at me when I change clothes. He especially likes to look at my…breasts…and…buttocks…every time he looks at them, he gets…hard…hard to the bone…”

Anya got a little embarrassed again at this point. Why is it so hot? Is the air conditioner too high?

“Don’t be shy, keep going, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, I won’t laugh at you,”

Wenze encouraged.

"Well, my son continued, saying that seeing bras and panties covering my body excited him, and he wished he were those panties, haha..."

Anya chuckled. "Later, he would often sneak into my closet when I wasn't home and play with my panties, which excited him. I'm a careless mother, and I never even noticed that my panties had been taken out. Later, my son found unwashed underwear more attractive, but unfortunately, I always washed my underwear immediately after changing it, so he never had a chance to get them. He was very frustrated and even thought about forcibly pulling down a female classmate's panties after evening self-study to smell them. He was afraid of resistance from other girls, but this girl was thinner and easier to get. When I heard that, I broke out in a cold sweat. If that happened, my son would really become a bad kid."

"After school in the afternoon, he came home and saw me sleeping, so he didn't make any noise to avoid waking me. When he put down his schoolbag and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, he saw my unwashed underwear. This was the closest thing to me...that area. It had traces and smells from when I used the toilet all day. He immediately got aroused, and his penis got hard. He didn't think about anything, just grabbed it and smelled it, and then he started masturbating. He even wrapped the underwear around...that area. He felt very excited and almost immediately wanted to ejaculate. Then I found out, but it only made him feel more excited. He knew he couldn't continue masturbating, but he couldn't help feeling the urge to ejaculate, and then..."

"Your mouth must be dry. Drink some water and tell me slowly."

Seeing that Anya was getting more and more excited, Wenze handed her a glass of water.

"Oh, thank you."

Anya took the glass. She was indeed very thirsty, probably because she had talked too much, and her body was also very hot! No wonder, it was embarrassing to talk to him about these things. Her face felt hot and must be very red. Oh well, never mind, she'd already told him everything.

"After my son finished speaking, I started to reason with him, saying that it was wrong to do that. Being curious about women shouldn't lead to illegal activities. I told him to read a book if he wanted to know what was under the skirt. The book explained it all, and there were illustrations. He would understand after reading it. But my son said he had never seen it before and didn't know how to find it. He asked if I could find it for him. I hesitated for a moment, but I thought it was a good idea. I could explain it to him from the side so he could understand faster. However, I was too embarrassed to look for a picture of a woman first, so I found a picture of a man and explained it to him. I said that when stimulated, the corpora cavernosa fills with blood, and then the penis becomes erect. I didn't use the word 'that' to replace it; I used the word 'penis' from the book. At times like this, you can't be embarrassed. You have to explain it to your son very clearly. After I finished, my son said, 'Oh, I see. I just learned that. It's interesting.' After hearing this, I felt even more that I was right to tell him these things, and I regretted not showing him this book sooner."

"Then I found the page about women, and a clear illustration of female genitalia appeared before my son's eyes. I thought if you added color, it would be almost indistinguishable from the real thing. That's why I didn't want to show my son this book before. My son stared intently at the illustration, and I explained it to him point by point, following the lines on the picture: 'This is what women's underwear looks like. That's your penis. This is how women look.' 'These are the labia.' 'This is the clitoris,' and so on. To be honest, when I was explaining, I had no other thoughts, and my face didn't even turn red. I completely saw myself as a teacher. My son was my student, and I wanted to teach him carefully, to help him resolve his doubts, and to keep him away from the path of crime."

"But you failed, didn't you? Xiaoming then asked to see the real thing, and you showed it to him, and then in a moment of impulse..."

Wenze guessed.

"No, no..."

Anya shook her head. "After I finished explaining, I asked my son if he understood. His breathing became rapid, and he said he understood. I looked at him and noticed a bulge on his crotch. Remembering what was in the bulge, I blushed. I told him to keep looking and tried to leave, but my son stopped me and asked if he could see the real thing. The picture was black and white, and I couldn't imagine what it looked like in real life. I immediately refused. How could I do that? My son looked disappointed, then knelt on the bed and pitifully said, 'Can I see the top part? I want to see the places I ate when I was little...' His pitiful look softened my heart. I thought there shouldn't be any problem with the top part. There are women on the street who take off their clothes and breastfeed, showing their big breasts to passersby. I just finished explaining it to my son, and he must be incredibly curious... Sigh, I'll let him see it."

"I said okay, just a look. My son's previously listless eyes suddenly brightened, and he nodded repeatedly, saying 'Okay, okay.' I stood up and unbuttoned my pajamas, then unhooked my bra. My hands were trembling, and I was having a fierce internal struggle. When I unbuttoned my bra, I felt like I was going all out. I didn't dare take off my top; I just opened my clothes, and then my breasts were exposed to my son… My son stared at my breasts as if bewitched, not even blinking. He knelt on the bed, almost as tall as me. I looked at the tent in his pants and felt very flustered, but deep down, there was a little…" …Well, how should I put it? It's a feeling of pride, I guess. I'm over forty, and I can still attract a boy my son's age. It satisfies a little vanity. Then my son asked to touch me again. I hesitated for a moment and then agreed. I've seen him before, so touching him wouldn't be a big deal. We used to kiss and touch each other when we were little, right? Then when he touched my breast, I shuddered. He didn't grab it hard, but pinched… my nipple… I felt itchy and wanted to stop him, but unexpectedly he… sucked on it…”

Anya's breathing became a little rapid, and her expression changed. “Oh… my son sucked on my breast, I was terrified. Although…” I fed him like this when he was little, but now that he's older, breastfeeding isn't an option anymore. My son grabbed me and started sucking and licking my breasts frantically. I was incredibly embarrassed, and what was even more annoying was that I was already...wet down there. I told him not to let go, and tried to push him away, but he wouldn't budge. I yelled that if he didn't let go, I'd never talk to him again, and only then did he release me. He looked at me with a tearful expression and said, "I'm sorry, Mom." I couldn't hold back anymore; my penis was so hard it hurt. Seeing how much he was suffering, I felt a pang of guilt and asked him if he wanted to masturbate. My son nodded. I sighed and said, "Go ahead and do it." I tried to leave, but he blocked my way, saying he wanted to masturbate while looking at my breasts. I immediately refused—how embarrassing! But then my son cried, saying he was in so much pain, like he was about to die, and begged me to just look once. My heart softened again, and I gritted my teeth, walked to the bedside, faced him, and closed my eyes. My son was overjoyed to see that I had agreed. He immediately pulled down his pants and started masturbating in front of me. He was standing on the bed… his penis… right in front of my breasts. The sounds of his hand and… his penis… rubbing against me were all over my ears. My face was hot, my body was hot, and I was getting even wetter. My mind was a mess…”

“This is outrageous! My son is masturbating in front of me! And I’m exposing my breasts to him! What am I doing? Just then, my son cried out. I recognized the sound of a man about to ejaculate and tried to dodge, but I was too late. My son had already… ejaculated on my breasts, covering them with… semen, hot… and… some of it got on… my face because I tried to dodge… um…

What happened to me? ” Why go into so much detail? Right, he asked me to go into more detail, otherwise it's impossible to analyze… It wasn't my intention to say it…

Oh! …My body is so hot! Can recalling things with my son be this stimulating? I want it so badly down there, no… I can't show it… It's so itchy… Oh! …I'm wet…

Anya's reaction was observed by Wenze without missing a beat. He leaned comfortably against the blanket, a wicked look on his face, “And then…”

05-22
Chapter 21

In a quiet hotel room, a man and a woman sat facing each other wrapped in towels. The man looked at the woman with lewd eyes, like a hungry wolf eyeing a lamb. The woman sat there, her face flushed, her mind in turmoil.

“Dr. An, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?”

“…”

He still asks what's wrong! How am I supposed to continue?! " My body is so horny right now, I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself if I keep talking..."

"Dr. An, you feel like your body wants it, right? Don't worry, it's normal to have desires when talking about these things, especially since it involves your son. It's okay, it's normal, don't take it to heart. Keep going, what happened next?"

Wenze knew the medication was starting to work when he saw Anya's expression. He thought to himself how lucky he was that he only used a little. Last time on the rooftop, she orgasmed after only a few thrusts; her body is too sensitive.

"Um... thank you..."

Anya was touched by Wenze's understanding and sincerely thanked him. After receiving psychological affirmation, the urge to vent her feelings surged up again.

"Let's continue. Your son ejaculated on your breasts the first time you enlightened him, how impulsive! And then, did he regain his virility and push you down? Hehe..."

"No... he wouldn't dare... at that time, I was covered in my son's... heeze, my mind was blank. After he finished, his desire was gone. After calming down, he realized that after secretly using my underwear to masturbate, he had done something even more outrageous to me. He glanced at the mess on my chest and lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look at me. I didn't know what to say, so I turned around and went to the bathroom to clean up. When he came out, he lowered his head and apologized to me again. I knew he was aroused by my breasts, so I didn't blame him. I said that I did all this for him, just to prevent him from going astray and to prevent it from affecting his studies. I told him not to think nonsense in the future and to focus on his studies. If he had any questions, he could tell me and I would answer them for him. My son nodded solemnly and agreed, saying that he would study hard to repay me."

"...Later, he did keep his promise and focused on his studies, putting aside distractions. I praised him for his rapid improvement in grades, and he earnestly said it was because of my understanding that he was able to do so, and that the only way to repay his mother was to study hard. I was very pleased, feeling that although what happened that night was absurd, the ending was good; it not only stopped my son from having wild thoughts but also improved his grades, achieving the expected goal. But later I realized I had oversimplified the matter. After about a month, my son's grades stagnated, and when he studied at home, he would frequently go to the living room to get a drink of water or go to the bathroom, secretly glancing at me. I asked him what was wrong, why he had lost his motivation to study, and he hesitated..." He wouldn't say anything, just mumbled. I told him, "You're your mother's son. You shouldn't have secrets from your mother. Tell me what's wrong, and I'll help you solve it." He was embarrassed and said his motivation to study hadn't weakened, but it had been affected because of what happened last time. He couldn't forget it, and he hadn't masturbated even once in the past month because I told him, so he was feeling a bit uncomfortable. He wanted to look at my breasts again and ejaculate on them. I immediately refused him, saying that last time was wrong and we couldn't do it again. My son was disappointed and went back to his room. I was a little angry and ignored him. He'd tasted the pleasure and wanted more. If I gave in to him again, what would happen? I can't indulge this habit. I'm his mother, not..."

"And then your son became listless again, right?"

"Yes... Later, my son became listless again, and his grades dropped... I had no choice but to talk to him again. My son cried and apologized to me. He knew what he did was wrong and wanted to focus on his studies to forget about it, but he just couldn't get that thought out of his mind. He was thinking about me all the time. When he closed his eyes at night, all he could see was my image, my body, my... breasts... He couldn't study at all... I hesitated. It seems I was too happy last time. My son is obviously infatuated with me... It hurts my heart to see him like this... In the end, I gave in and let him do it. It's not like we've never done it before. My son has been so obedient to me and hasn't masturbated for a month. I should praise him. He must be really pent up... Hey, it's just ejaculating on my breasts. It's no big deal. It can improve his grades, boost his spirits, and satisfy his desires to prevent him from making mistakes outside. Let him ejaculate!"

"You agreed so easily? I feel like your son deliberately blackmailed you into agreeing."

"...No, my son is very simple and honest. He wouldn't be so cunning. He's always been very respectful to me..."

Wenze shook his head slightly. He was indeed simple-minded, but not your son, but yourself...

"After I agreed, my son jumped for joy. Seeing his smug expression, I reminded him that after he finished, he must clear his mind and concentrate on his studies, and that he couldn't do it again. My son immediately agreed, saying that once he finished, the distractions would disappear, and of course he would study hard. But then he hesitated and said that if he felt an urge later, he might want to do it again... I didn't want to haggle over this, it would be too embarrassing, so I just said we'd talk about it later and brushed it off..."

"Look, if only you had been more firm back then. Your son saw your lack of resolve, which is why he kept asking you. When he hesitated, he was testing you, testing where your bottom line was. After that day, he must have frequently asked to ejaculate on you, and you didn't refuse him for one reason or another, right?"

"Um...that's right...I was indeed soft-hearted on that point..."

"Then your son must have ejaculated a lot the second time. You were exposing your breasts to your son's masturbation. The first time he ejaculated once in the toilet and it was still so much. The second time he held it in for a month, there must have been so much semen that it would have covered your breasts!"

The climax was approaching, it was time to tease her! Wenze began to use bold words to seduce Anya. He clearly saw her change.

At this moment, Anya's face was flushed, her hands were rubbing incessantly between her tightly closed legs, she looked like she was in the throes of passion.

"Um... a lot... it got all over there... sticky... ah... on my face, on my clothes... ever since... um... when I'm doing it... I... I don't wear a shirt anymore... um..."

Why did I answer his question? It's not really related to this... but...

I just wanted to say it, and I wanted to tell him the details... Ah! It's so hot! Even hotter than before! Is the air conditioner in this room broken? Oh... I really want it! No, I have to hold back! I mustn't embarrass myself in front of him!

"Dr. An, are you hot? I'll turn the air conditioner down a bit later..."

Wenze took the remote control, pretending to lower the temperature, but actually just pressed the fan direction button.

"Oh... thank you..."

The air conditioner beeped, and Anya thanked Wenze again from the bottom of her heart. He noticed I was hot; he's such a thoughtful person.

"Okay, let's continue. What happened next? He got used to ejaculating on you and then took advantage of it, right? He was sucking and touching you with great pleasure, wasn't he?"

"Um... but... touching... me... I rarely let him suck... it's too embarrassing... Gradually, my son got hooked and realized that I easily compromised for his studies and mental health, so he often asked for it..."

Anya lowered her head.

"Do you feel pleasure when he touches you?"

Wenze suddenly asked.

"Um... um... yes... yes, later he would touch me before ejaculating... ah!"

Anya cried out. It turned out that Wenze had appeared in front of her at some point and grabbed her breast with his large hand.

"Oh... what are you doing! I don't want to..."

Anya hurriedly tried to stop him with her hands, but Wenze's next words made her hand stop in mid-air.

“Don’t touch Dr. An, don’t you trust me? I didn’t mean anything by it. What you just said lacked detail, so I can’t analyze it. It’s like how the police can’t solve a case without clues. I touched you to make you recall the events firsthand. Only when you completely open your mind can you tell the story perfectly, so I can analyze it perfectly and give you a satisfactory conclusion.”

Wenze looked into Anya’s eyes. “Besides, I’ve seen you and touched you before, and… that… you don’t need to be shy.”

“…”

Anya stopped touching him. Facing Wenze’s gaze, she lowered her head. Yes, he had already done it, and this was a special moment to talk about my son and me. I couldn’t be careless. I shouldn’t think too much.

“Dr. An, is this how your son touches you?”

Wenze’s hand began to knead.

“Oh… yes… not as… skillful as you… it seems… I need… a little more force…”

Anya’s head was almost touching her legs after she finished speaking. Under the dual stimulation of drugs and psychology, she felt her whole body wanted it. At this moment, the large hand touching her breasts was definitely adding fuel to the fire for her thirsty body!

Wenze covered Anya's breasts with both hands. Even through the towel, he could feel their impressive size. He caressed the soft mounds, occasionally touching the erect nipples, causing Anya to moan softly.

"Is this right? What about later? Your son won't be satisfied with just shooting into your breasts."

"Yes... oh... later... it will develop to the point where I have to masturbate him with my hand, I... I agreed to him... ah!"

Anya cried out again, because this time Wenze untied the towel, naked, and pointed his erect penis at her, taking one of her hands and placing it on it. "How do you help him? Is it like this?"

"Ah... yes..."

Anya didn't resist at all, letting Wenze succeed. The hot penis made her palms sweat. Her eyes were filled with lust, and she couldn't help but squeeze it tightly.

So big! This guy is much bigger than my son! Oh! Should I start stroking it now? It's so embarrassing!

"I...I can't move...but...but I really want to masturbate...

" "Dr. An, don't force yourself. I told you I didn't mean anything by it, I'm just trying to match your memories. Just stop there, you don't have to masturbate me like you masturbate your son's penis. Of course, if you want to, I won't refuse, hehe..."

Wenze saw Anya's hesitation and deliberately played the good guy.

"Haha..."

Anya laughed shyly, still resisting the urge to masturbate, but gripping her breasts tighter.

"How often do you do this with your son? You should know that doing this too often is bad for your health."

"Yes, my son wants it almost every day, but I only do it two or three times a week. I don't give him more than that, and he can't do anything about it. He doesn't dare ask me too much...ah!"

Anya cried out for the third time, this time because Wenze slipped his hand under the towel, caressing her breasts skin-to-skin.

What a wonderful touch! Just scratching the surface isn't enough! Wenze, lost in thought, secretly untied Anya's bath towel...

"Mmm...ah..."

The towel slipped down and bunched around her waist, her erect nipples pressing against Wenze's palm, sending waves of pleasure through her with each rubbing motion. His large hands pinched and kneaded, occasionally pinching and sliding his fingers between her nipples. Anya didn't react much to her already naked upper body; her eager nipples, touched with such intense pleasure, sent a shiver down her spine, oblivious to everything else.

"Were you two naked when you did it later?"

"Mmm...only...upper...I...didn't take off my pants...oh...don't touch there..."

Anya looked up at Wenze shyly, her watery eyes staring directly at him.

"Tired of sitting? Come on, get on the bed, the chair's too hard."

Anya didn't refuse after hearing this, but felt weak all over. She released the penis in her hand, grabbed the chair armrest, and stood up, the towel draped around her waist slipping down.

Anya stood naked in front of Wenze, yet she didn't wrap herself up again!

What's wrong with me? I should protect myself immediately! But why don't I want to? Why do I want him to see me? Oh! I can't take it anymore! It's so hot! No, this is too embarrassing!

A sliver of reason made Anya slightly turn to the side, covering her private parts with her hands, unaware that this posture would only further fuel Wenze's lust.

Anya, turned to the side, trembled slightly. Her long eyelashes fluttered in her large, dark eyes, revealing her nervousness. Her slightly parted, luscious lips were inviting, and her large, white breasts, rising and falling like freshly steamed buns, were captivating. Looking down, her forties revealed a slight belly, which added to her voluptuous figure. Her fleshy buttocks were pert and shapely—the perfect description of a woman's body! Wenze felt his throat go dry, unable to look away…

“Dr. Anya, no wonder your son is so infatuated with you. You certainly have the looks to attract men. Come on up.”

“I… I can go to bed with you… but… you can’t…”

Anya turned her face away, unable to bear Wenze’s wolfish gaze.

“Of course, Dr. An, don’t misunderstand. I only called you to bed because I saw you were tired of sitting. Please continue your story. I haven’t heard enough yet, so I can’t do anything else. Come on, come here, lean against me. Hey, don’t move, the headboard is too hard and uncomfortable. It’ll be more comfortable if you lean against me.”

Wenze pulled Anya onto the bed, leaned against the headboard, and hugged her from behind, grabbing Anya’s large breasts and feeling their fullness. “Oh, they’re so big, Dr. An. How big are your breasts? So magnificent!”

“3…36…36D…”

Although he was embarrassed, he still said it. He didn’t know why, but he just wanted to tell him.

"Wow! Absolutely gorgeous! Your son is so lucky! Okay, this position is comfortable, right? Tell me, how did you end up giving him oral sex? It must have been difficult to put your son's genitals in your mouth, right? Or did you feel that since you had already masturbated your son, oral sex wasn't such a big deal? Have you ever given your husband oral sex before?"

"Um..."

Anya was a little confused. She was naked and being held in his arms, yet she didn't feel too ashamed. Poor Anya had no idea that the drugs were already taking effect, making her breasts and vagina unbearably itchy, and her skin extremely sensitive. She desperately wanted to throw herself into the man's arms.

Wenze's actions suited her perfectly, and she leaned against him, continuing her story.

"Before... yes... my husband asked me to, but as for giving my son oral sex... um... that time I actually... even showed him my... genitals..."

Anya's voice was barely audible, her face flushed crimson.

"Wow! No way! You don't seem like such a bold person, do you? You've always taken it one step at a time. Oral sex should be a big hurdle, how could you go and expose your genitals like that?"

Wenze was shocked. Could it be that Anya really was forced into this situation by his son?

"No... I..."

Anya was both ashamed and anxious, not knowing what to say. "That... that son lied to me..."

"Don't rush, don't rush, tell me slowly. I didn't mean to make fun of you. How did he lie to you?"

"That... that time... I masturbated my son for a long time but he didn't ejaculate. I was very confused. My son said it was because he had masturbated too many times and didn't feel anything anymore, that the stimulation wasn't enough, and that he needed more stimulation. Later I found out that he had secretly masturbated once beforehand... Then he said he wanted to see my genitals. I disagreed. How could I do that? That's my bottom line as a mother. Breasts are fine, but genitals are absolutely not allowed!"

"But... my son said he'd wanted to see that book ever since I explained it to him. He'd always wanted to, it seemed mysterious, and after seeing the pictures, he wanted to see the real thing even more. He said if I hadn't shown him the book, his desire wouldn't be so strong now, and that I had to take responsibility for the desire I aroused. Then he said he's now obsessed with seeing women's genitals, so curious he's practically dying, and he even had the idea of pulling down his female classmates' pants. I was terrified. My son was whispering in my ear, his breath tickling me, and he was grabbing my breasts. I was holding his penis in my hand. Maybe he'd aroused me, because I actually thought what he said made sense. I half-heartedly took off my pajama bottoms, lay down on the bed, and spread my legs. I... I was too embarrassed to take off my underwear. I felt safer with some clothes on, but my son insisted I take them off. I was afraid to take them off and afraid he'd say something else, so...

I just... pulled my underwear aside... Oh... I can't take it anymore! I'm wet down there... Ah! So embarrassing, my breasts are so swollen! Harder, touch them harder!"

"Your son always uses the same tricks. He begs you to take a look first, then he starts his emotional appeal, and then you give in... And what did he do to you after he saw it?"

It's so exciting! That's the feeling I'm looking for! Wenze's breathing quickened.

"Then...then...he brought his face close to mine, and I was so ashamed I didn't dare move, covering my face tightly with my hands.

That was the most embarrassing time I'd ever been, even more so than when I had sex with my son later. I was trembling all over when I pulled down my underwear, my most private parts completely exposed to my son. I felt like my face was on fire. I secretly looked up and saw that my son's face was almost touching mine. I immediately tried to close my legs in shame, but my son used his arm to push my legs apart, saying that he finally saw a woman's genitals, that they were beautiful, and thanked me. I said that since I saw them, I should get up, but...then he touched...my...there. I quickly told him to stop, but it was no use. My son kept touching my...ah...labia...I was so nervous, and what was even more shameful was that I...was wet...I actually got wet from my son's touch! I immediately thought of telling my son to stop, but he...he actually...kissed me...ah..."

"Really? Your son is a natural-born child. The first time he saw a woman's genitals, he knew to caress them with his mouth. Did he just kiss them? Did he lick them a few times?"

"Mmm... He licked them... He even... He even put his tongue in... Oh... My mind went blank and I felt like I didn't know anything... I just felt the water flowing down there... flowing down there... Ah...

At that moment... my son got up, and I vaguely saw him kneeling between my legs, and then something hard... pressed against me..."

"And then you let him fuck you, right?"

Wen Ze stared at Anya with bloodshot eyes.

"No... almost... my mind went blank at that moment, but one thing was very clear: I couldn't let my son... penetrate me. I'm his mother, and for him to penetrate me would be incest. Touching and kissing are fine, even ejaculating on me is fine, but penetration is not! I pushed him away with all my might and sat up, looking at him firmly and saying no, I can't do this. My son didn't expect me to refuse him at that moment. He was so frustrated, constantly begging me to let him penetrate me, but I still refused. Then my son cried, asking if I could bear to see him in so much pain. I looked at his... there, and felt a little guilty. I was the one who made him suffer so much, and I had to take responsibility. But I was still very rational. Then... I said, 'Lie down, Mom will make you feel good,' and then I... gave him oral sex..."

"Impressive! You could still restrain your desire at that moment and use oral sex as a compromise to satisfy your son's lust! How was your son's penis?"

"...Hmm... so-so. I still... kept my bottom line very strictly..."

"Did he ejaculate in your mouth?"

"No... I felt he was about to ejaculate, so I quickly spat it out... and then... he ejaculated on my face..."

"You were able to overcome desire with reason. From this point of view, you are a completely qualified mother. You did what most women couldn't, and you were able to stop yourself at the crucial moment. What did you do after that? How did your son do it to you?"

Anya shifted her body uncomfortably. "Later... my son and I did almost everything, except... penetration there...

" "Everything? Just oral sex, touching breasts and stuff like that, right? You really spoil him."

"Yeah... I guess I spoiled him too much... Oh! ... Gently..."

Wenze kept rubbing Anya's soft breasts. They're so big! Last time on the hospital rooftop, I didn't have time to touch them properly. This time, I'll really feel them!

"Go on, don't let me influence you. You and your son do it so frequently, didn't your husband ever find out?"

"No... but once we almost got caught by someone..."

"Oh! What happened?" "Tell me about it..."

Wenze became interested.

"That day...that day was in the afternoon. My son wanted it as soon as he got home from school. I thought he'd been holding back for almost a week, so I agreed. We lay down on the bed, and then my son took off my clothes and started sucking me..."

"Where did he suck you? Did it feel good? Was it very forceful?"

"Oh...sucking...sucking down there...he...he sucked very hard. I'm not used to him sucking there. That day I had just gotten off work and hadn't had time to wash. I twisted my body and shouted that it was dirty and he shouldn't suck, but it was no use. I said that was where he peed and it wasn't hygienic, but my son said that he had also...sucked his peeing place, so he had to give it back."

"This kid really knows how to talk, he's got you completely under his thumb."

"Hmm...I've never had my mouth touch there before. My husband never touches that place, he thinks it's dirty. But my son sucked so enthusiastically, and even stuck his tongue in. I gradually started to feel pleasure. My son kept licking, and occasionally he would stick his fingers in too. Then I didn't care about anything else, I stopped talking, and started enjoying that feeling...ah!" "

Is that so..."

Wenze inserted his right index and middle fingers into Anya's overflowing vagina, bending them into a hook shape and probing, while his thumb slowly rubbed the small protrusion at the tip of her vulva. "Does it feel better when I do it or when your son does it?"

"Ah! Hmm... Ah... Don't go so fast... You..."

Anya closed her eyes, her burning vagina suddenly being penetrated by fingers, like a thirsty person drinking sweet spring water, her whole body exuding comfort. "Oh... Gently... If you do this... I... I can't... speak..."

"Sorry, I was too impatient, is this okay?"

Wenze slowed down his speed and intensity. "

Hmm...okay...I...where were we...oh...slow down..."

Gan Quan was drinking too fast and couldn't take it anymore. Anya's body shrank into a ball from the stimulation, her legs clamped together, her hands gripping Wenze's arms, afraid he would speed up again.

"Speaking of your son doing this to you like I did, you feel very comfortable..."

"Hmm...yes...he...he's going faster and faster, it feels so good I want to moan, but I can't shout it out in front of my son, so I have to keep my mouth shut, grip the sheets tightly, and thrust my buttocks upwards. I think I'll reach orgasm in a little while, but...but then the doorbell suddenly rang. My son and I were both startled and quickly got up. My son's face turned pale, and I think mine did too. Then we heard it was a deliveryman outside, and we breathed a sigh of relief. I told my son to open the door, and I went into the bathroom to wash up. When I came out, my son still wanted to continue, but my interest had already been killed by the shock, so I didn't let him do it. I told him to let Mom rest for a bit and that he could take care of it himself...oh..."

"Hehe, you were terrified back then, weren't you? Did your vagina spasm?"

"I...I forgot...anyway, I was just so scared, my heart was still pounding even at night..."

"Looks like you were pretty scared, but you were having so much fun, it must have been hard to stop halfway through, right?"

"Yeah...there was nothing I could do...someone rang the doorbell, I couldn't just not open it..."

"Now that no one's bothering you, you can enjoy yourself without worry. Didn't you just say you felt like you'd climax in a little while? Let me check, let's see how long it takes you to climax."

After saying that, Wenze immediately started using force, his fingers moving again.

"Oh! Ah! No...I can't take it...ah!"

Anya twisted her naked body wildly, her legs clamping and spreading, but she couldn't escape the attack of his fingers.

Wenze kissed Anya's earlobe and licked it incessantly, his fingers stimulating her G-spot with the speed he'd honed from tearing her underwear and being electrocuted while playing "Metal Gear Solid," "Squirt! Squirt it out! Show me your climax!" “

Ahhh…no…ahhh…stop…stop…ahhh…too fast…I peed…peed! …ahhh…”

Anya screamed like a madwoman. Unable to hold Wenze's hand, she gave up and instead gripped the sheets tightly, her feet on the bed, her body thrusting up and down like a live fish on a chopping board.

Amazing! Super strong reaction! No wonder she's a horny mature woman! Wenze thought to himself. Then he felt a sudden heat in Anya's vagina, his fingers enveloped in a stream of hot water. He quickly thrust a few more times, then abruptly pulled his fingers out!

“Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!”

A stream of clear liquid immediately gushed from Anya's vagina, then a second, a third…

Each time a stream gushed out, Anya would arch her body and scream, until all three streams of vaginal fluid were expelled before she collapsed weakly back onto the bed. Wenze looked at the wet sheets in front of him and exclaimed inwardly, “Wow! Amazing!” "Every woman produces vaginal fluid, but few can squirt like that. This woman is a treasure!" Anya gasped for breath, leaning limply against Wenze's chest, occasionally twitching.

" Oh my god! I couldn't breathe just now, I felt like I was going to die! It felt so good! It's so good to be a woman! This Wenze really knows how to do it… Ah… I have no strength, but why does my body still want more? No way, I just had an orgasm? Is my desire really that strong? No way…" Anya didn't know about the drugging, so she attributed the lack of decreased libido to her own strong desire. At that moment, Wenze grabbed her breasts again, and a gentle voice whispered in her ear, "Dr. Anya, is it comfortable?" “ Mmm…so good…it’s just…it’s too fast…I can’t take it…” Anya didn’t hide anything after her climax and spoke the truth. Thinking that the pleasure she felt from being penetrated was because she had talked about her son and aroused her desire, she was too ashamed to open her eyes. “Am I…too…too…too lewd…talking about my son and yet…” “Absolutely not, it’s normal. Anyone gets excited talking about sex, unless they’re sick. You’re just a little more sensitive.” Wenze leaned forward. “Dr. An, it’s a bit troublesome calling you that. Can I call you Sister Min from now on?” “Huh? Why? Can’t I just call you Sister An? Why Sister Min?” Anya didn’t understand for a moment, completely forgetting her earlier decision not to see him again. “Hehe, it’s simple. Your body is so sensitive, calling you Sister Min is only natural!” “Ah! What nonsense are you talking about!” Anya was extremely embarrassed and pinched Wenze’s leg. “Don’t call me that! Ah…”

Two fingers pinched the cherry-like buds at the tips of her snow-white breasts. Anya grabbed the mischievous hand. "No... let me rest for a while..."

"Okay, I'll be gentle, no force. Go on, we haven't gotten to the point yet. I don't understand your firm stance on boundaries. Since you were so against your son penetrating you, how could you..."

"Well... that happened more than two months later. I was terrified after that day. If it weren't for that deliveryman, I might have reached orgasm, and then my son might have impulsively had sex with me when he saw me like that... Even though my son saw and touched me, he didn't cross the final line. My son's penis didn't penetrate me, so I felt more at ease. For a month after that, I didn't let my son touch me. I was afraid I would lose myself in desire and be... During that month, my son begged me many times, but I cruelly refused. I said, 'Let Mom calm down. It's been too frequent lately, and don't you feel sorry for your father?' This was the first time I mentioned my husband to him. My son was stunned for a moment, and maybe he felt guilty too, so he listened to me and didn't pester me further..."

"At that time, you and your son were feeling guilty towards your husband and father. If you had handled things well, you could have stopped the affair. But in the end, something crossed the line. I think it was because your husband was having an affair around that time, right?"

"...Yes, I discovered my husband's affair during that period. I was very angry and kicked him out, making him stay in his office for over a week. Now, thinking back, I regret it so much, so much... It was during that week... that my son and I finally had sex..."

"Really... Was it your son who forced you... or did you initiate it?"

"Well... if I had to say... maybe it's me... although... although my son and I had sex, I'm the kind of woman who's very faithful. I don't have any other men besides my husband. After my husband cheated on me, I made a scene, cried, and was extremely heartbroken. I thought, 'I've worked so hard to take care of him, and he still finds another woman—he's so heartless!'

My son didn't say anything. I thought he didn't know how to comfort me, considering he's still just a child.

But later I realized I was wrong. My son has been very caring towards me. Those few days, he saw I looked very haggard but didn't ask to have sex with me, and even helped me with the housework... That day was Friday. I was off work in the afternoon, and feeling depressed, I drank some alcohol..." I went to sleep after a while, and woke up when my son got out of school, remembering I hadn't cooked dinner. I got up to go to the kitchen, but my son came in, carrying a plate of stir-fried vegetables. He'd gone to a restaurant to cook them. I asked him why he'd gone to cook, and after putting the vegetables down, he said it was nothing, he just wanted me to rest, that I was emotionally exhausted and shouldn't overwork myself… Hearing that, tears welled up in my eyes, and I hugged my son and cried. My husband cheated on me, and I was very angry and heartbroken. Thankfully, I have a son, such a good son! He knows my troubles but doesn't directly comfort me to avoid embarrassing me; he just comforts me with his actions. He's so much better than my husband! Anya sighed, adjusted her posture, and continued.

“My son is my own flesh and blood. He knows how to care for me. He hugged me and patted my back gently, but it quickly turned into caressing. He moved closer to me, and I could feel that he was already hard… I glanced at my son, and he was looking at me with hopeful eyes. It’s been a month. No wonder he reacted so quickly. I was drunk at the time, thinking that if my husband doesn’t cherish me, my son will. I’ll be good to whoever is good to me! My son came out of my body, so what’s the big deal now that he’s back! He must have been pent up for over a month. Today, I’ll give myself to him and make him happy.”

“Were you drunk and acting on impulse, or did you really think that way?”

“…Maybe a little bit, because afterwards… I… I didn’t regret it too much… Maybe it was because my husband cheated on me that made me want to get revenge…”

“Hmm… that makes sense. Continue.”

"...I looked at my son and said, 'Do you want your mother?' He said yes. I said, 'Do you want everything?' He was stunned for a moment, then excitedly said he wanted her every day. I blushed, mustered my courage, and said, 'If you want her, you can, but you absolutely cannot neglect your studies. Also, you absolutely, absolutely cannot let anyone know, or we'll be finished, understand?' My son looked at me in disbelief. He didn't expect me to agree to his request today, and so completely. He thought I was doing it for his studies, so he immediately swore that he would get first place in the whole school and would never let me down. Then... he carried me into his room... and then it happened... That's all, I'm done..." Anya breathed a sigh of relief.

"Done? Don't joke around, Sister Min, it's over once we're in the room? What about the details? How did you insert it? How did you move it? You have to tell me everything!"

Wenze persisted.

"Don't call me Sister Min! Ah... don't touch... ah... don't touch there..."

Anya quickly squeezed her thighs together, but it was too late. Wenze's hand had already touched the pearl at the entrance of her vagina, skillfully stroking it.

“Tell me, or I’ll keep doing it.”

Wenze continued to do as he pleased.

“Ah…ah…I’ll tell you…I’ll tell you…stop…”

Anya finally gave in. How embarrassing! She couldn’t bring herself to tell the details! This pervert, oh, he’s so hot. Fine, just tell me already, and I’ll take a shower to cool off.

“Oh…don’t touch me yet…I…I took off my clothes as soon as I entered the room, and then lay on the bed. My son took off his clothes and climbed on top of me, kissing me. I trembled when our lips touched. It was the first time I had ever kissed my son. Usually, he only kisses my breasts, never my lips, and I don’t let him. My son’s movements were clumsy. He was just kissing my lips, but his hands were restless, grabbing at my…breasts, and then…reaching down there. Ah! Don’t move! I’m telling you!”

Wenze played along with her story, grabbing her breasts with one hand and inserting his other hand into her vagina, which made Anya scold him.

"Oh... I was so nervous, I closed my eyes and didn't move at all, letting him do whatever he wanted. After a while... he touched me down there and I got wet. He then took his... penis... and tried to insert it, but after several tries he couldn't find the right spot. I was getting... aroused too. He was sweating profusely. I looked at my son's expression and found it a little funny. I couldn't bear to make him anxious anymore, so I... took his... and aimed it at the spot. He looked at me gratefully, then leaned down and... inserted it... Ah... what are you doing..."

"Sister Min, is it like this that he can't insert it?"

Wenze moved to Anya's front and laid her naked body flat, thrusting his penis against her inner thigh a few times. "Is it like this?"

"Yes... yes..."

Anya covered her face in embarrassment. He…he’s going to penetrate me…No, I’ve decided I can’t have sex with him anymore…But…my body wants it so bad…my pussy is burning with itchiness…I want…I want a cock…

“And then, does it feel good when he puts it in? How does he move?”

“Mmm…it feels good…He…he’s inexperienced…he just…goes in and…quickly…thrusts…oh…he…came…in just a few thrusts…”

Anya gasped, her chest heaving…Mmm…I want it! I want a cock to penetrate me! Ah! It’s okay to penetrate, right…Anyway…Anyway, I’ve already told him so many embarrassing things, even if we don’t have sex now, I’ve already lost face…How about…we do it just once…Oh! Let’s do it! Just this once…Oh…I’m going to be penetrated by his big cock again…I’m so looking forward to it…

Thinking of this, Anya obediently spread her legs, so that Wenze could get closer, actively opening her legs in front of Wenze, which made her even more shy, and she tightly covered her face, not daring to look at Wenze.

Success! Legs open! She finally let me fuck her! Now it's time for the most crucial step: to satisfy her properly with my cock, so she'll never be able to leave me again! Heh heh, Anya, you've been drooling so much, you must be starving. Don't worry, I'll feed you right now! Let me moisten your lips first…

Wenze rubbed the head of his penis against Anya's labia a few times but didn't penetrate. An Ya, anxious, kept twisting her hips. She felt relieved, but was too embarrassed to say it, so she remained in this stalemate.

"Sister Min, what are you doing? You want it, don't you?"

Wenze's ghostly voice rang in Anya's ear. "Did you twist like this when you were with your son?"

"No...don't mention my son...don't embarrass me anymore...I'll listen to you...I'll tell you what happened...please don't talk about him anymore..."

Anya became increasingly uncomfortable, twisting even more violently.

"Okay, oh dear! I almost forgot, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, look at my memory, I clearly said you could leave after you finished telling me, but now...hehe, here are your clothes, put them on, I'll go get dressed too."

He then took the clothes beside him and handed them to Anya, pretending to get up.

"No..."

Anya immediately grabbed Wenze's arm, but when she opened her eyes, she saw him looking at her with a wicked smile, and she was both angry and ashamed! She pinched Wenze's thigh hard, "You... I'm already like this and you're still playing tricks on me..."

"Ah!"

Wenze winced in pain. Damn it, why do all the women I like like to pinch me? What's wrong with them! Looks like I have to teach them a lesson. Watch me use my big cock to correct them!

At this point, there's no need for further words. Wenze leaned down, parted the wet petals with his glans, and unceremoniously thrust his cock all the way in.

"Ah! Ugh..."

Anya's mouth was silenced before she could even utter a sound. Wenze lay on top of her, kissing her soft lips, and even sticking his tongue inside, searching for its kind.

"Ugh... ugh..."

That's it! This is it! Anya returned the favor, her tongue entwining with Wenze's, the tender flesh inside her vagina eagerly enveloping the hot cock. So good! So hard! This is the real penis! This

is the feeling! This is the feeling of scratching an itch! Ah! My lower body is so itchy, please stop the itch!

Anya lifted her legs and wrapped them around Wenze's back, her hands haphazardly caressing his back. Wenze lowered his head, kissing his fair neck incessantly…

“Ah…ah…oh…”

Anya’s alluring moans escaped her lips as soon as she was released, her sweet voice intoxicating.

Anya was a mature woman in her forties, her desire even surpassing Xu Rou’s. At this moment, she had reached the peak of her desire. Her vagina was not merely gripping his penis; the tender flesh inside writhed eagerly, making Wenze feel as if dozens of small mouths were simultaneously sucking on his penis—so pleasurable! This Anya is much more thirsty than his aunt! Wow, she’s moving so intensely! Damn, I’m starting to feel like I’m going to ejaculate!

“…You…move…mmm…”

Wenze hurriedly stopped thrusting, letting the sensation in his penis subside for a moment, but Anya beneath him couldn't take it anymore. She had felt an unbearable emptiness before, but now that his penis was inside, she felt full yet remained motionless. The hard shaft felt like a burning stick thrusting deep inside her, making her unbearably aroused. Her body writhed wildly, and she no longer cared about being shy, directly demanding that Wenze move.

“Move? Move what? I'm stupid, if you don't explain clearly, I won't know what you want me to move,”

Wenze teased Anya, while simultaneously reducing the sensitivity of his penis.

"You...you..."

Anya was incredibly embarrassed and helpless. The desire within her body wouldn't allow her to maintain her composure any longer, so she had to force herself to speak, "Touch your...penis...you bad guy! I've already let you penetrate me...and you still...ah!ah!"

Wenze, having finished his rest, began thrusting violently. Anya's words were cut short by a delicate moan, and the familiar pleasure returned to her lower body. She stopped covering her face and instead wrapped her arms around Wenze, kissing his face wildly.

"Oh! Is it good, Sister Min? Is it good, oh!"

Wenze lowered his head and sucked on her bouncing breasts, his lower body pounding into the deepest, most tender flesh of Anya's body like a pile driver, his penis covered in glistening, lustful fluid. "Ah...so good...so good...oh..."

Anya forcefully pressed Wenze's head against her chest, kneading her other breast. She was completely lost in desire.

Wenze was even more excited by Anya's actions. This slut! I wasn't satisfied with just fucking her; I also wanted to play with her breasts. Looks like I need to show some skill.

He pulled back a little and withdrew his penis from her tightly clenched vagina with a "pop." The immense emptiness in her lower body instantly made Anya sit up, grabbing Wenze's arm and moaning, "Don't pull it out... mmm... I want it..."

"Come on, turn your back to me."

Wenze lay on the bed, making Anya turn her back to him, and straightened his penis. "Please sit."

Almost as soon as Wenze spoke, Anya squatted down, aimed at his penis, and sat down.

"Ah!"

So good! This position is so good! After the incestuous incident, she and her son had watched porn on his computer, so she wasn't unfamiliar with this position, but only theoretically. Because her son's sexual ability was completely incapable of using this position, otherwise he would ejaculate in less than twenty thrusts. But now, beneath her was Wenze with his incredibly powerful penis, so there was no need to worry about ejaculating in a few thrusts. She moved vigorously, finally truly experiencing the wonder of this position—deep!

"Tired? Lean back a little, yes, support yourself on the bed with your hands, I'll move..."

Although it felt good, she was indeed tired after moving a few times. Under Wenze's guidance, Anya changed positions, and as soon as her hands were on the bed, she thrust her penis upwards with all her might.

"Ah!... Slower... Ah... So good... Ah... Faster..."

Anya's arms trembled incessantly. She felt like her soul was leaving her body, and her words became incoherent.

"Sometimes you want me to go slower, sometimes faster, what do you want? You're so hard to please!"

Wenze laughed, holding Anya's waist with both hands and lifting her up a little higher. This way, he could clearly see his thick penis going in and out of Anya's vagina. The slightly white fluid representing pleasure had already covered the point where the two were joined. He thrust even harder, as if he wanted to pierce Anya.

"Ah!... It's in... Oh... Too deep... Stop... I can't take it... Stop~!"

This position already allowed for deep penetration, and with Wenze's force, Anya immediately begged for mercy.

"Oh... I can't take it anymore, your ass is still... moving so fast... Oh... Where is it hitting?" Wenze asked her deliberately

.

"Oh... all the way in... hitting my cervix... Ah! Slow down... I can't... I ca n't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore!... I peed ... Ahh ... After ejaculating, she sat on Wenze's lap, completely exhausted, with no strength left.

"Damn! That's amazing, three times again! Are you satisfied now? But I haven't had enough yet."

Wenze placed the limp Anya on the bed, turned her body so she was kneeling, and stood behind her, ready to penetrate her. He didn't kneel; he wanted to stand, to use the deepest and most intense horse stance rear entry position to completely captivate Anya.

"No more... I can't take it anymore... Ah!"

Anya, her face pressed against the sheets, her buttocks raised high, felt Wenze's penis pressing against her vagina again. Unable to bear it, she began to beg for mercy. The feeling of squirting made her feel incredibly good, her vagina even felt numb. She thought she was satisfied and couldn't continue, but with the penetration of his penis, the pleasure rose again!

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh..."

Her beautiful moans were tinged with tears. Wenze's hands reached under Anya's armpits, grasping her large breasts that swayed with his thrusts, his hard penis pulling to the vaginal opening each time before fully penetrating.

Anya's vagina secreted more and more lubrication in sync with the thrusting movements. She felt like she was about to pass out; her brain felt oxygen-deprived, and she had lost the ability to think. The only thing she could clearly feel was the friction and pleasure inside her vagina. Gradually, the urge to urinate surged up again, but she no longer had the strength to cry out.

During squirting, the vagina contracts violently, and with the impact of the hot, wet fluid, Wenze's penis, which had been thrusting for so long, simply couldn't withstand it. He assumed there wouldn't be any more squirting after a while because there was no movement below, so he continued thrusting with peace of mind. But then Anya suddenly gripped the sheets tightly, her vagina becoming even wetter and hotter, and she bit down hard on his penis. A gush of scalding liquid gushed out, drenching the glans, making Wenze even harder!

Oh no! This Anya tricked me! She said she needed to pee the last few times, but this time she didn't give me any advance notice. She tricked me! Damn it! I can't hold it in! I'm going to cum!

Wenze roared, forcefully pulling Anya's waist back to allow his penis to penetrate deeper. Thick semen shot out, and Anya buried her face in the bed, clutching the sheets in a mess. The immense pleasure made her feel like she was on cloud nine, but it also drained her of her last bit of strength. Finally, she screamed and fainted from the intense series of orgasms…

Chapter 22

Where am I? How did I get here?

Anya woke up groggily, looking at the furnishings of the hotel room, unable to remember where she was. She tried to get up and explore, but the strange sensation from her lower body made her immediately remember everything that had happened.

Ah! No way! I… I came here to talk to Wenze, but… but then…

how did I…

“Hiss…”

Anya struggled to sit up, gritting her teeth, wanting to quickly find some clothes to put on. When she looked up, she noticed the wet stains on the bed. That was… that wet stain was… Ah!

Anya closed her eyes tightly, covering her face with her hands, filled with remorse… She had clearly resolved not to have sex with him, but now not only had they done it, but it had been so intense, and she felt like she was constantly squirting… squirting… squirting…

Oh my god! My God! I actually squirted! Could my desire be this strong?! Not only that, it seems that after squirting the first time, I was still leaning against him and continuing to tell him stories about my son, without any sense of shame. How could I have become so shameless! What should I do? I'm so embarrassed!

Anya lay on the bed, completely lost, her face ashen.

She was a very successful woman. Her father was the director of a hospital, and her life had always been smooth sailing. A smooth birth, a smooth schooling, a smooth graduation, a smooth job, a smooth marriage, a smooth childbirth—everything was arranged for her, even her marriage partner was introduced by someone else. She didn't have to worry about anything, although she didn't really like it that way. She

went to work and came home every day, spending her days off at home taking care of her child or shopping, never going to karaoke bars or nightclubs.

Although she studied medicine and was familiar with men's bodies, her strict upbringing made her firmly believe that men in those places were monsters, and that nothing good would come of it. But not going didn't mean she wasn't curious. She wondered why some of her female colleagues loved going to nightclubs and mocked her for staying home watching TV. Wasn't watching TV dramas at home better?

Hearing this so often, a crack gradually appeared in Anya's heart, though her exposure to people and things was limited, making the crack very small. She wouldn't accept any kind of private date with a man, and she didn't add men on social media. To her colleagues and friends, she was like an ice queen. But even a small crack has its limits. After her son developed feelings for her, her smooth-sailing life ended. Having experienced almost no setbacks, she didn't handle the situation well, but she still maintained her principles until her husband cheated on her. This flimsy excuse finally broke her, and she took the first step towards infidelity.

Her son was her own flesh and blood. Although incest was more serious than adultery in nature, she still felt she hadn't cheated. She comforted herself with this reason—even if she had loved her son a little too much.

Then, the rape by Wenze on the rooftop hit her hard. For the first time, she felt like she was having an affair. Having a relationship with a man who wasn't her husband caused her unbearable pain, even more so than the video used to blackmail her.

But when the night was quiet, the pleasure she had never experienced with her husband and son during the rape captivated her. She was incredibly conflicted, savoring the feeling while cursing herself for being so depraved.

Then Wenze reappeared, unintentionally widening the cracks in her heart with an article. When her often-suppressed curiosity encountered a "pornographic novel," and when she felt the environment was safe and no one would know, she read it without hesitation. Although it wasn't pornographic, it was exactly what she needed at that time.

After reading it, her emotions were turbulent, but one thing was certain: she thought of that orgasm again. Her son had been gone for several days, and her husband rarely came home on time. How could she, so desperate, possibly calm down? So, on her way to the hotel, the thought of seeing Wenze soon filled her with apprehension. She kept telling herself to control herself, but she couldn't guarantee she could. As expected, not only did she lose control, but she also indulged in a wildly unrestrained madness. The wet sheets were proof—something she'd never done with her husband or son before…

"Click…"

The bathroom door opened, and Anya jumped in surprise, shuddering.

"Oh, Sister An, you're awake."

Wenze was a little surprised. This mature woman recovered quite quickly. He thought that after he had done so well to her, she would be dizzy and need to sleep for a while. He didn't expect her to wake up after only taking a shower for ten minutes. Sigh, he overestimated himself...

"Ah?... Oh..."

An Ya answered in a panic, her mind a mess. "What should I do... what should I do... he's coming over... how embarrassing... what should I say... oh right, I need to protect myself quickly..."

An Ya quickly wrapped herself in the blanket like a dumpling. Then she suddenly thought, she had just done it with him and squirted so much. Would he think she was being hypocritical and pretentious?

Wenze found Anya's flustered state somewhat amusing. This woman was truly adorable; even in her forties, her mind was like a little girl's, her thoughts written all over her face—she was nothing like Xiaofei… Heh, but he couldn't be careless. Although he had successfully slept with her and she had been very cooperative, that didn't prove she was his. He could tell from her demeanor.

"Sister An, what are you doing? You're pulling the blanket down and then loosening it again,"

Wenze said deliberately, handing her a glass of water.

"Ah… I… no… no…"

Anya became even more flustered upon seeing the glass, her words becoming incoherent, unsure whether to accept it.

"An-jie, look at you, what's the panic? Do you think that after what we just did... pulling the blanket tighter seems a bit like you're faking it?"

"Mmm..."

Anya blushed and lowered her head, her secret exposed.

"Hehe, don't overthink it, nothing like that happened, An-jie. You were right to protect yourself. It shows you're responsible for your body, not the kind of slut who exposes herself to men."

Is that so? Oh, thank goodness, I managed to protect myself... Anya secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister An, do what needs to be done at the right time. What's meant to happen will happen; you can't stop it. Like queuing for the bus, if others queue, I queue too; if others don't, I can't queue either, otherwise I'll never get on. It's the same with you and your son. Your husband cheated on you, hurting your heart. Your son cares about you and has desires, and you're afraid he'll mess around with his female classmates. So, at this point, it's only right that things happen; it would be illogical not to. Similarly, what happened between you and me is perfectly reasonable. You told your son's story, so of course you'll have desires, and when desires arise, you need to release them. It's all natural progression; there's no guilt or regret involved. Of course, you might feel some remorse for what happened with your son, since it's incest, but I don't need to feel that way at all. We have no connection. Your husband cheated, and you cheated too; we maintained a balance, and neither of us hurt the other."

"No, that's not right. He clearly cheated, yet he says there was no harm..."

This guy has so many twisted logics! But… why does it sound so good to me… Anya looked up at Wenze expectantly, “Go on, say more, let me feel better…”

“It’s true you cheated, but it depends on when. Like I said before, it’s like not queuing to get on the bus, right? No, absolutely not. But if others don’t queue, you absolutely can’t queue either, or you won’t get on. Cheating is wrong, right? No, but if others cheat, you have to cheat too, or you’ll feel suffocated, physically suffocated, and even more suffocated emotionally.”

“Hmm…”

Anya thought for a while, then let out a long sigh. “That’s right. Don’t I always think there’s always a way out? Don’t dwell on it too much. These are things that will happen when the time comes. And thinking about that feeling of suffocation is really unbearable, it’s worlds apart from this feeling of indulgence! That climax… oh my! I’m going crazy!” Why did my mind wander to that again…?

“You…you get my clothes…”

Anya shook her head, trying to shake off the embarrassing thought. She wanted to get dressed and leave quickly; talking like this wrapped in the blanket was too awkward. But her clothes were in the bathroom, and she couldn't very well lift the blanket to get them. She could only ask Wenze for help.

“What? Get dressed now? Aren’t you going to take a shower first? You were sweating so much…”

You want to leave so soon? Dream on, I haven’t finished what I needed to do yet.

“I’m not going to shower…I’ll shower when I get home, just get them here…”

Anya muttered. “

No, it’s not time to get dressed yet. We haven’t finished talking. We have to wait until we’re done.”

“Huh? Weren’t we done?”

Anya looked at him suspiciously. Had this guy changed his mind? Did he want to do it again? Shameless!

Anya suddenly got angry, "Don't go back on your word! I've already explained everything in such detail, even... taken care of you, what more do you want! Don't try to renege on your promise!"

"Sister An, watch your words! Who's reneging? I said I'd tell you everything. We've only just gotten to the part about the first time with your son. What about the rest? Everything? What do you mean by everything? It means we have to keep going until we're right here. Besides, what happened just now was an accident. I didn't force you. Of course, I don't mean you took the initiative. It just happened naturally. And I only asked you to talk, I didn't ask you to do anything else. Or is there something else you want to do?"

Wenze kept talking with a grin, not forgetting to tease her at the end.

“You…I…”

Anya wanted to retort but couldn’t find the words. She had indeed agreed to him, but if she were to say it again…

“Also, to be honest, were you feeling unwell just now? This is your first time having such an intense orgasm, isn’t it? Look at you, don’t glare at me, don’t misunderstand, I’m not making fun of you. I just think it’s a bit of a pity that you’ve lived for over forty years and only just experienced an orgasm. But think about it, some women never experience that feeling in their entire lives. Don’t you think you’re much better than them?”

“…”

Anya was speechless for a moment. The waves of pleasure from the orgasm had left her breathless, and later it even made her faint. Although their relationship was improper, the pleasure was undeniable.

“Sister An, say it…”

Wenze used a slightly coquettish tone, “Just consider it a celebration of your first orgasm, hehe, I mean what I say. I’ll listen to whatever you want if you don’t want to do it, as long as you’re willing to talk.”

“Hiss…”

Anya got goosebumps from Wenze’s tone, but she also wanted to laugh. This guy really didn’t know what he was thinking. The wet stains on the bed were too glaring, so she pulled the blanket over them. After covering herself, she glanced at Wenze again, only to find him standing beside her with a mischievous look on his face. She immediately felt her face burning hot.

"Okay, Sister An, go ahead and tell me. We'll go home after you're done. We were talking about your son making love to you, and then what?"

You're still shy about spraying? Even if you covered yourself, it's still you who sprayed! Wenze smiled inwardly but didn't say anything, afraid that Anya would run away in embarrassment. Thinking this, he lifted the blanket and got into bed, embracing her warm body.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Anya was shocked, thinking he was going to do it again. She struggled to get off the bed but was pulled into his arms. She cried out in a panic, "No! Didn't you say we'd just talk? Now you..."

"It's too cold outside, let's warm up. Besides, we're already so intimate, don't worry about it. Just tell me, I won't move."

Wenze started to act cheekily.

"..."

Anya was helpless. She knew she couldn't refuse Wenze, and besides, they had just done it, so she didn't say much, but her heart was in turmoil... The aphrodisiac she had just drunk still had some effect. Although it wasn't enough to make her burning with desire, it was still making her feel hot...

What's going on? Why is it still so itchy down there? It's only a little better than before... Ugh! Anya, you little vixen, we just did it, you squirted so much, and you still want more!

No, no, no, I can't think about this, the more I think about it, the itchier it gets. Okay, okay, I need to calm down, hurry up and tell me, then I'll go home quickly...

"Sister An? What's wrong? Your face is so red? Are you hot?"

Wenze propped himself up on one arm, half-lying down and looking at Anya, somewhat surprised. The aphrodisiac's effect was really long-lasting; her face was still so red after they had done it once, she looked like she wanted it. Actually, he misunderstood. Anya's red face was largely due to the consecutive orgasms, but it was Wenze's first time using an aphrodisiac, so he had no experience and his mind was all on that, not realizing it was his doing.

"Ah? Oh... a little..."

Anya touched her face, "a little hot..."

"It's okay, don't be nervous. I'll give you a hint. We were talking about your first time having sex with your son, and he ejaculated in just a few strokes. And then? How did you feel? Did it satisfy you?"

Anya gritted her teeth. Forget it, forget it! What's the point of being shy now? We've already made love, he's already squirted, and I've already lost face... I... I'll tell you everything so you won't keep bringing up this and that. I'll leave right away, I won't stay a second longer!

"...Um... my son ejaculated very quickly the first time... I was so nervous about that, I didn't think about anything else..."

"And then what happened? He did it with you often, right? You can't be nervous every time, can you?"

"Um...yes...later...my son also asked for it often. After the first time, I wasn't so resistant the second and third time..."

Turning her back to Wenze made Anya feel somewhat safe. Although the effects of the aphrodisiac had worn off, the lingering warmth of the intense sex from earlier still comforted her. Plus, she had already explained the cause of the incest, so it wasn't so difficult to confide the rest.

“The second time, I wasn’t so nervous. You know, women my age have very strong desires… Although my son’s… penis isn’t very big, and not very… thick, it’s better than nothing…”

Anya shifted her body awkwardly as she mentioned her son’s penis. “The first time, I was very nervous and flustered, my mind was a mess, and I didn’t really experience any physical sensations. The second time was different. I… I was more open-minded and less resistant to my son, so… during sex… I also felt… pleasure…”

“Yes, of course you feel pleasure, normal people feel pleasure. What happened next?”

“…Although there was… not much. My son… penetrated… very quickly, and ejaculated quickly, only a few minutes. Later, my son and I often… Every time he seemed very satisfied, completely content, so I didn’t say anything, but my body was… unsatisfied…”

“At this time, my husband became infatuated with that woman, but she cheated him out of a sum of money and ran away. My husband realized that she was only after his money, and he regretted it, shamelessly begging for my forgiveness…”

“Yeah, he’s really shameless.”

Anya seemed to be deeply disgusted by her husband’s infidelity. She had slept with her son and yet she still called her husband shameless…

“I… I felt guilty because of what happened with my son, so I slowly forgave my husband. But by then, it was hard for me to break off that relationship with my son. Every time I said no, I couldn’t bring myself to do it when I saw the look in his eyes… Later, I slept with my son behind my husband’s back… Although my son’s performance was average, I felt that this… incest… feeling… was more exciting for me, and…”

Anya’s face turned as red as a persimmon as she said this, seemingly hesitant, but she still said it, “A few times… coincidentally, I had just finished with my son after school in the afternoon… and then my husband wanted it again that night, so I slept with him again… Am I really that shameless… having sex with my son and then with my husband, having sex with two men in one night…”

The more times she slept with her son, the less guilty she felt, and she slowly accepted this behavior. But she couldn’t stand having sex with her son and husband in one night. She felt like the father and son were having sex with her together, making her feel like she was a womanizer. After she finished speaking, she secretly glanced at Wenze, her eyes filled with expectation. This was a shadow she couldn't erase, and she was gritting her teeth and speaking out now, hoping to hear Wenze's opinion and alleviate some of her guilt.

Wenze's head was above Anya's, and he immediately understood her gaze. He chuckled inwardly, then began to fabricate a story in an expert's tone.

"It's only natural that this happened; it would be abnormal if it didn't. Sons and husbands are family members, they live together, they're both men, and men want to sleep with women, they wish they could sleep with them every day, so it's not surprising that they encountered this."

Anya turned her face, listening intently to him. She couldn't care less about being shy now, eagerly anticipating what he would say next, her heart pounding, fearing that Wenze would say something she couldn't accept.

"Perhaps you're feeling a bit guilty, like you just had sex with your son and then with your husband, like a prostitute satisfying a man's lust. But you need to distinguish between the two things. Having sex with your son is incest, having sex with your husband is fulfilling your duty; it just happened to happen. Let me put it this way: you ate very spicy stir-fried pork with chili peppers at a restaurant for lunch, but your husband made the same dish again when you got home, and you got diarrhea. Can you blame the restaurant or your husband? They don't know you ate the chili peppers at their place, so it can only be called—coincidence! What does coincidence mean? It means it wasn't intentional. Since it wasn't intentional, it has nothing to do with character, so what's there to worry about?" ( Chapter 23,

May 22nd ) This guy's words make sense… Anya was quite satisfied with this explanation. Yes, why didn't I think of this sooner? However, is accepting his words so easily a bit…? "But even if it wasn't intentional, after all, I really…" "You're walking down the street, and suddenly you feel like spitting. You find a trash can and spit in it, and just then someone comes up behind you and blocks your way, so you spit on him instead. The phlegm really does land on him, but can you say you did it on purpose?" This Anya, she had to be so blunt to be satisfied. So thin-skinned, huh? I like it… "Hmm, that's definitely a coincidence…" Yes, I didn't do anything wrong, it was all a coincidence. Even someone who wins a five million lottery prize has to do it by chance, right? "Let's not talk about that. So, did you maintain that relationship with your son all along?" "Yes, until that time I ran into you on the rooftop… you raped… you pervert!" Anya, relieved by Wenze's words, was somewhat pleased. She even called him a pervert in a reproachful tone when talking about rape, which made Wenze's heart itch. “I was terrified when you showed up that time, and then… Ah! Don’t touch me!” “What kind of hooligan doesn’t touch breasts?” Wenze lay back on the bed and grabbed a pair of large breasts from behind, kneading them: “Go on.” “…” It feels so good to knead… It’ll be fine after today, anyway, it’s impossible for him to let go, so I might as well… If you have a man, you should enjoy it… She remembered what her best friend, who often goes to bars, had said. Yes, who am I enduring all this for? My husband doesn’t appreciate it and goes out to find a mistress, my son… Well, my son… his penis is too small, he can’t satisfy me, it’s not my fault… I’ve been starving for decades, let me have a good meal today… Wenze’s hand slowly reached down. If he knew what Anya was thinking at this moment, he would be amazed at how shameless she was. Once a woman gets angry, she really doesn’t care about anything. Her husband’s infidelity is an excuse, and her son’s small penis is an excuse too? “After you raped me that day, I felt very sorry for my son… Oh… be gentle…” Anya, who had let go of her body and mind, decided to tell her inner thoughts. She wanted to vent, both physically and mentally. She adjusted her position, slightly parting her legs, enjoying Wenze's fingers caressing her lower body, her voice soft and seductive. "Although I feel sorry for my son, but... the feeling you give me... is like an orgasm, it's really... comfortable... um... that was my first orgasm, at that moment I felt like I'd wasted so much life, that a woman could experience such a wonderful feeling... oh..." Anya moaned as she spoke, naked and held in the man's arms, talking about her most private matters. She felt utterly wanton at that moment, yet she still felt the need for stimulation. The hot, cylindrical body behind her was already pressed against her, the glans brushing against her thighs without penetrating, instead rubbing the shaft against her overflowing vulva. "Oh... don't do that... I can't take it..." Anya's seductive moans made Wenze even harder. This slut, she's already so wet after just a few strokes, but he had to wait a bit. She was at the crucial moment, her heart completely open to him, and he felt this wouldn't be perfect until he heard her innermost thoughts. "I'll move slower, is that okay? Tell me." "Um...okay...I...I've been so unsettled ever since that day, it's all your fault, you made that stupid video to blackmail me!" Saying this, she twisted Wenze's arm, but this time it didn't hurt at all. "Hehe..."

Wenze grinned exaggeratedly. "If we hadn't recorded this, would you be lying in my arms like this? Would you be experiencing so many orgasms? Women, they get the benefits and then complain...

" "My son and my husband always leave me feeling unsatisfied, you could say it fills a void..."

Anya buried her head in the blanket, "Oh... I... I can't control my thoughts, that feeling of floating is irresistible... That day after I got home, my husband and I did it, and right after we finished, I ran to the bathroom and... touched myself, and... and... when I touched myself... I was thinking... about... you... oh..."

Anya let out a long cry, before she could finish, her lower body was completely filled by a thick, long penis, instantly feeling incredibly comfortable!

Hearing the word "you," Wenze couldn't control himself anymore. Now that things had come to this point, when else would he get the chance?

"Oh... is it comfortable... Sister An..."

Wenze lay on his side, thrusting his hips, enjoying the mature woman's juicy honey pot.

"Ah...ah...so good...so good...oh..."

Anya's eyes were slightly closed, and she let out an alluring moan.

"Oh...that's good, Sister An...no, Sister Min, don't hold back, just relax and enjoy it, today I'm going to make you remember this for the rest of your life!"

After saying that, Wenze thrust a few times, lifted the quilt, pulled out his penis and sat up.

Anya, whose lower body was suddenly empty, didn't have time to pay attention to the change in address, and immediately got up as well, hugging Wenze and rubbing against him, her buttocks constantly trying to sit on his penis. Unfortunately, she didn't have much experience with sitting positions, so she couldn't get it in, and she kept moaning and groaning in frustration. Then, she actually took the initiative to grab his penis and then stuff it into her vagina.

Damn! She's really aroused this time! Okay, come on, let me show you what sex is like!

Wenze took Anya's hand away from his penis, pushed her back, and made her lie on her back with her head facing the foot of the bed. Then he squatted down, lifted her two legs and put them on his shoulders, and with a slump, his big penis went all the way in, hitting the cervix.

"Ah!"

Anya's body arched up in pleasure from the deep thrusting, but she was immediately brought back down by the continuous pumping.

"Slap slap slap slap..."

Wenze had used a similar position the first time he had sex with Xu Rou, but he hadn't gone all out then. This time, however, he showed no mercy. With each cry from Anya, he thrust harder, his buttocks slamming against her as he pushed her backward, back to the edge of the bed, then back to the headboard, over and over again.

Wenze had learned this move from Xiaofei, who said it made women feel like they were being pierced, so pleasurable they lost all sense of self! It was incredibly comfortable! However, it was also very taxing on a man's stamina, because it wasn't just a simple squatting motion, but rather using the force of his buttocks to propel the woman forward. Few men could do that, but it was nothing for Wenze, who exercised regularly. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to make Xiaofei convulse for a long time.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!..."

My God! My God! It's so good! It's killing me! My vagina is on fire! Is he even human?! I can't take it anymore! Too deep! Oh! It's going to hit my stomach!

Even Xiao Fei, who has had countless clients, couldn't handle such intense and deep penetration, let alone Anya. At this moment, she could only utter the single syllable "Ah," her hands gripping Wenze's shoulders, her breasts swaying wildly, waves of pleasure washing over her lower body. Anya felt a sudden fear; she thought she would be fucked to death here today…

"Oh…"

After spinning around three times, Wenze finally stopped, leaning down to gently bite one of her nipples, making Anya arch her back in pleasure.

"Sister Min… Oh… Sister Min! Does it feel good! I'll fuck you to death!"

Wenze changed to a sitting position, lowering Anya's legs, his hands grasping her full breasts, his waist thrusting wildly.

"Ah! I can't take it… I really… am going to die… Waaah… Slow down… Waaah…"

Anya begged for mercy, but her legs wrapped around Wenze, her hands gripping his arms, her cries tinged with sobs.

"Damn! You're clinging on even when you're about to die! I'll fuck you to death!"

Wenze, his eyes reddening with excitement, launched a fierce attack without any mercy.

"Ahhhhh..."

"Slap slap slap slap..."

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Wenze lay panting on the bed, glancing at his phone. It was exactly 8 PM. The hotel receptionist had called to remind him that it was almost time, so he had added a few more hours.

"I can't take it anymore, I have to go home. My aunt is waiting for me on QQ."

He wanted to go home but couldn't get up, because there was a woman on top of him, equally panting.

Sigh, mature women and young wives are just different. Although Anya usually seemed reserved and elegant, once she overcame her inhibitions and went wild, he couldn't handle it. Not only did she give him oral sex, but the last time she even rode on top of him, her pussy squeezing and sucking fiercely, she was practically a sperm-draining machine.

Wenze stared at the ceiling, stroking Anya's smooth back... They'd already done it four times since the afternoon. After ejaculating, he'd rest briefly, then Anya would suck his penis until it was hard, and then they'd continue. Anya's moans had long since changed; each time she'd sprayed everywhere, leaving almost no dry spot on the bed. He wasn't much better off; his penis had lost all feeling. The fourth time was basically mechanical; the psychological pleasure far outweighed the physical pleasure.

"Mwah~ Min-jie, are you satisfied?"

He lowered his head and kissed the beauty's hair in his arms. Whew, it really took a lot of effort to get you, but it was worth it.

"Mmm..."

Anya moved lazily. "Are you... still going? I want more..."

Wenze's scalp tingled. My god, more! This woman's got some skills! She dares to tease me; doesn't she know how powerful I am?!

With a twist of his waist, he abruptly turned and pressed himself against Anya, spreading her legs. However, his penis was limp and motionless. He intended to tease her a few times with his hand, but Anya, unaware of his intentions, thought he was really going to continue and quickly stopped him.

"Ah! No, I was just kidding, I really can't! I'm all swollen!"

Anya exclaimed in fright. The intense physical pleasure from four wild sexual encounters after their heart-to-heart talk had completely overwhelmed her. Her nipples were swollen, and her labia were engorged and everted, burning with pain at the slightest touch. But seeing that Wenze was already showing signs of fatigue, she impulsively tried to provoke him, hoping to make him beg for mercy. However, to her surprise, Wenze didn't give in but instead wanted to continue, ultimately leaving her begging for mercy first.

"No, so what if it's swollen? You'll get used to it. Weren't you trying to tease me?"

"No, no, I... I was just kidding... Just now you... you... did... so much! Can't I even joke with you? Humph..."

Anya pouted, dissatisfied. "My back is chafed too, all your fault..."

"I was just joking, hehe. Let me see my back, oh dear, it really is chafed!"

Wenze looked up and saw that the skin on Anya's back that was touching the bed was chafed, probably from spinning around with her.

"Sorry, I'll be careful next time!"

Wenze apologized with a fawning smile.

"You wish! Who said next time... What time is it?"

Anya rolled her eyes at him, then suddenly remembered the time.

"Eight o'clock, what?"

"What! It's so late! I have to go!"

Anya struggled to sit up, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to get her clothes.

"Don't panic, go wash up first."

"No, I'll wash at home..."

Anya said softly, quickly getting dressed. Reason gradually returned to her, and her guilt towards her son returned.

"Sister An, if you have any psychological problems in the future, just come to me!"

Wenze smiled and leaned against the headboard, waving to the now-dressed Anya. "You can also come to me for physical problems..."

"Goodbye..."

Anya blushed, didn't say more, bowed her head, said goodbye, opened the door, and left.

"Phew...that was tiring..."

Wenze whistled as he got up, put away the hidden camera equipment, then took a refreshing shower and left the hotel.

On the way, Xu Rou's text message arrived, asking why he hadn't been on QQ. Wenze replied that he was having dinner with friends and would be home soon, then urged the taxi to hurry.

As soon as Wenze entered the house, he rushed to his computer and logged onto QQ without even changing his clothes. Xu Rou's message immediately popped up: "Are you there?"

"Why not?"

"Where did you run off to, you little rascal?"

"Hmph, I'm angry if you don't come back!"

"Okay!"

Wenze quickly replied and apologized. He was so sorry, how could he forget their daily 8 o'clock appointment? Sigh, it's all because

he got carried away this afternoon. Wenze closed the door and chatted with Xu Rou while copying the photos and videos he had secretly taken to his computer. Since his "friend of women" wasn't online, he packed them up first and would deal with them when she arrived. He

was a little tired today; he'd go to sleep after chatting. He needed to recover so his auntie would need him, hehe…

"Beep beep…"

The sound of Xu Rou's chat message interrupted Wenze's chuckle. He quickly opened it.

Xu Rou: I arrived early today, but you weren't online at all! I'm so angry!

Wenze: I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time!

Xu Rou: Hmph! Next time I'll punish you—you'll have to treat me to dinner!

Wenze: No problem! However, there's a reward for every punishment. If I log on to QQ on time for a whole month, shouldn't I get a perfect attendance bonus?

Xu Rou: Hehe, you're not one to be taken advantage of. You just mentioned punishment and you're already asking for a reward.

Wen Ze: Of course, what are you planning to reward me with?

Hehe, are you thinking of giving me a big red flower? Hmm, maybe, given my aunt's personality. Didn't she say she'd give me pencils for my birthday last time?

Wen Ze smiled and waited for a reply, but he never expected Xu Rou's reward to be this...

Xu Rou: Okay, if you have perfect attendance for a month, I'll let you have a threesome, hehe!

What! Wen Ze looked closely, and after confirming he wasn't mistaken, he froze in his chair, dumbfounded...

Around 4 PM, Xu Rou drove away from work to pay the monthly water and electricity bills at home, and then went straight home. After arriving home, she started cooking, and by the time she finished eating and cleaning up the dishes, it wasn't even 7 PM yet.

"Hmm...it's a bit early. Let me check QQ first, maybe Wenze is here..."

Thinking this, she turned on her computer and logged in, only to see a grayed-out Charles I icon.

Sigh, he's not here after all. Let me check the news first... Xu Rou rested her chin on her hand, idly clicking through web pages. Now, she and Wenze were truly lovers. They had slept together, opened their hearts, and talked about everything. Their daily chats covered a wide range of topics.

Xu Rou wasn't very skilled with phones or computers, and was too lazy to learn. She didn't use the internet often and didn't understand some popular internet slang, like "grass mud horse" or "floating clouds." She asked Wenze, but even when he taught her how to search, she wouldn't learn, saying, "Just tell me directly, I'm too lazy to search." Wenze had no choice but to explain, and eventually, she understood.

Xu Rou used to chat with recent college graduates who had just joined the company. The young people talked a lot of nonsense, leaving her completely bewildered. After Wenze explained it to her, she understood and felt quite smug: "It's nothing! I thought internet slang was so hard to understand, but it's just homophones or adjectives, simple!"

One can be confident, but never arrogant, or the following tragedy will occur.

Xu Rou considered herself a seasoned internet user and would occasionally use internet slang in text messages to Wenze to joke around, showing she wasn't out of touch. However, Wenze always said she was just learning things on the fly and there was nothing to be proud of, which made her very unconvinced. She said she knew everything, and internet slang was nothing difficult. Wenze would then deliberately reply with sexually suggestive slang, such as "wood ear" or "abalone," which Xu Rou still wouldn't understand. She would have to ask Wenze again, and after understanding the meaning, she would often blush deeply, embarrassed and angrily scolding him back. After this happened

a few times, Xu Rou started to feel embarrassed. Humph! I'm your aunt, your elder. You not only pushed your elder down, but you also have to dominate me in text messages, sending vulgar words I've never heard of before, trying to show off your high level of education! Humph, you always say I'm too unfamiliar with sexual terms, looking down on me! Just wait, I'll get my revenge sooner or later!

She got up and went to the bathroom. When she came back, she saw a news window pop up from some software: "Man caught in the act of soliciting a prostitute and engaging in a threesome, beaten by his wife and family." Xu Rou had never heard of the term "threesome" before, so she clicked it out of curiosity, but the pop-up window said the webpage couldn't be displayed.

A man soliciting a prostitute, and even engaging in a threesome… a threesome? What does that mean? A "double-flying mouse"? Playing with a mouse with a prostitute? …No, it can't be a mouse. Going to a prostitute means they're doing *that*. Wen Ze knows a lot about these things; he must know what a threesome means. She'd ask him later.

Xu Rou rested her hand on her chin… No, if I ask him, he'll definitely say I'm ignorant again. I can't give him that chance… Hmm, he said before that there are many ways to do that, but when I asked what those ways were, he wouldn't tell me, only saying I'd find out when I do it with him. That bad guy… Let me think… Haha! That's it! My chance to retaliate has come!

Leaning comfortably back in her chair, she was overjoyed. Wenze, Wenze, didn't you always say I was a virgin when it came to sex? This time I'll surprise you! Although I don't know the exact meaning of "double flight," I know the general idea. Because prostitutes are experienced and know how to make men feel good, "double flight" must refer to a position that brings men immense pleasure! In a little while, I'll find an excuse to reward you and then we'll do a double flight. You'll definitely be stunned… Hahaha, I really want to see that expression on your face right now.

Thinking of this, Xu Rou couldn't wait to talk to Wen Ze, but after waiting and waiting, he still hadn't come up by eight o'clock. She grew anxious and sent him a text asking why he wasn't coming. When Wen Ze arrived, she pretended to be angry for a while, then brought up the reward. She naturally mentioned the reward of a threesome, then chuckled and waited for Wen Ze's surprised reply.

Xu Rou was right; Wen Ze was indeed shocked, quite shocked.

What's wrong with Auntie today? Did she take the wrong medicine? Why is she interested in threesomes? Let me have a threesome…

with whom? Could it be that she knows I slept with Anya and wants to have a threesome too?

Wen Ze closed his eyes, and an image of Xu Rou and Anya naked, licking his penis flashed through his mind—incredibly erotic…

"Hehe…"

This is killing me! Don't even think about it, that's impossible, I'm the one who's really out of my mind! Given my aunt's personality, there's absolutely no way she'd agree to a threesome with another woman. Something's definitely wrong.

"That's wonderful, Auntie! Why are you being so kind this time, rewarding me with a threesome? You're so generous!"

Wenze feigned happiness, wanting to test the waters first.

"This time! When have I ever done anything wrong! It's just a reward for perfect attendance!"

Xu Rou was very satisfied with Wenze's reaction. Hmph, look at how happy you are, you know how powerful I am now! Hehe, this threesome must be a very exciting position, just look at how happy Wenze is... But... saying I'm generous? What does this have to do with generosity? Is it a rather embarrassing position?

Xu Rou's face turned a little red, then she thought that they'd already slept together several times, what couldn't they do? If the position was too embarrassing, she could just close her eyes and let him do as he pleased.

"Perfect attendance gets you such a good reward! To be honest, I'm very surprised, really, I'm impressed with you now, Auntie! But I want to ask, who did you learn the threesome from?"

Hmm? A reward for perfect attendance? Hehe! He said it so naturally, as if he does threesomes all the time.

"Do I even need to learn this? Don't think I'm clueless. I've seen more than you've ever seen! To be honest, I wanted to give you a threesome for your birthday last time, but I forgot. Let's do it together next time."

Wenze's words made Xu Rou even more certain that a threesome was something that could make a man very happy. She was overjoyed, finally getting Wenze out of her way. Hehe, surprised, right? I'm self-taught!

"Hehe, don't make it sound so good. Let me ask you, do you even know what a threesome is?"

She'd given herself away! He thought about it for my birthday last time, but what could he do? How can two people have a threesome? His bragging has blown!

Wenze couldn't help but laugh. His aunt was really something... She didn't even know what a threesome was, yet she dared to make such a promise. He really wanted to see her expression when she realized what was going on...

"Of course I know! Isn't a threesome the most popular thing for men? I like it too (blushing emoji)..."

Xu Rou typed rapidly on the keyboard. She couldn't afford to pause now, or she'd give herself away.

"Hmph, trying to fool me? I'll just stick to the fact that I know! What can you do about it?" "Auntie, I love you even more since we became intimate, but I didn't expect you to be such a magnanimous person. It seems I don't understand you well enough."

"That's right, I love you the most. Touched, aren't you?"

"Touched! Super touched! But I want to ask about some details first, to prepare myself mentally, otherwise I'll be embarrassed."

"You have the nerve to be embarrassed?"

Xu Rou was amused by Wenze. You're incredibly shameless, saying things like that! Aren't you ashamed?

"Of course! Before, it was just the two of us. Now, if another woman comes along, I'll be nervous." "

What? What woman?"

Huh? What's going on? Did Wen Ze say the wrong thing?

"It's about your partner for a threesome, who do you want? Let me make it clear, I want a pretty one, ugly ones are absolutely out of the question."

"Partner?"

Xu Rou was completely confused. What was he talking about?

"Don't you understand? Don't you know?"

"Know what? Stop being so mysterious, just say it!"

What was this guy trying to say?

"Now, Professor Wen, a sex expert, will explain the terms to Ms. Xu Rou: 3P and double-flying refer to group sex. 3P is two men and one woman, meaning two men are having sex with one woman at the same time; double-flying is two women and one man, meaning two women are serving one man together, which is why men like it so much. Double-flying is very comfortable, but it can't be done with just one man and one woman because there aren't enough people. Explanation complete."

Wen Ze also explained the meaning of 3P, imagining Xu Rou's feelings at this moment, and couldn't help but laugh until he was shaking.

"You're lying!"

No way, no way... How could a threesome be like this... Right, Wenze must be lying to me. He always jokes with me, yes, it must be a joke, a joke...

"I'm not lying, really. If you don't believe me, you can search it online. I'm not trying to be mean, but every time you ask me something you don't understand, I've already told you to just search it up and you'll know everything. You just won't listen. Here's the address. Type 'threesome' in that box and click search."

"..."

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Wenze waited for a while, but Xu Rou didn't respond. He wondered if she was too embarrassed to speak.

Xu Rou covered her face and leaned back in her chair, her ears burning red. The screen in front of her clearly displayed the meanings of threesomes and threesomes.

Ahhhhh!

I'm going to die!

Poor Xu Rou racked her brains but couldn't figure out what a threesome meant! At this moment, she felt even more embarrassed than when Wenze first seduced her!

Let me die! What did I just say?! He actually asked for a threesome... he even asked for another woman to join Wenze... the three of them together... Ugh! How disgusting! Perverted!

Two women serving a man together? Pah! That's outrageous, absolutely not! I don't want to serve Wenze with another woman, if anyone's going to serve him, it has to be me alone... alone... no, no... I mean... oh my god, I'm so embarrassed... I was hoping to see Wenze make a fool of himself, but now... Ahhhh! Wenze

is definitely going to laugh at me! I can't face him anymore!

Xu Rou was both ashamed and anxious, stomping her feet in anger. When she took her hand down, she was shocked to see a list of friends on QQ. She thought to herself that this was still better than nothing. She had just been thinking of asking a female colleague online what a threesome meant. What would she think of her if she had actually asked?! "Thank goodness..."

Xu Rou patted her chest. Thank goodness, after all, she and Wen Ze had been intimate, so the embarrassment wasn't too severe. At most, he'd laugh at her a bit. But, this "double flight"... a double flight is two women and one man, which was somewhat plausible, but a threesome... two men and one woman? How could two men play with one woman at the same time? Besides, what woman would be so shameless as to let two men play with her simultaneously? It must be some perverted womanizer who's gone crazy with lust and made up those terms. Yes, definitely. These people online are really lewd!

Thinking of this, Xu Rou felt indignant again. Wen Ze, that guy, there wasn't a single lewd term he didn't know. He must have done something bad before, otherwise how could he know so much! He even said he saw it online. I'm online all the time, how come I've never seen it before? No, I have to interrogate him.

"Wen Ze, confess honestly, why do you know so much? Have you also tried double flights and threesomes?"

Xu Rou thought to herself as she typed out the words.

Wenze waited for ages before finally receiving a reply, only to be met with this one sentence. His initial excitement vanished, replaced by a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"Auntie, auntie, were you upset by the double penetration? Even if you've embarrassed yourself in front of me, you don't have to say this to me! Oh, my dear auntie, you've wronged me terribly! My feelings for you are as clear as day and night, I even gave you my virginity, which I've cherished for decades, and yet you doubt me like this today! Is there any justice in this world?! Is there going to be another Dou E in this world?! Heavens!"

"Don't give me that! How can someone who knows so many vulgar terms be a virgin! Your 'that' is so skilled, who would believe that!"

Xu Rou was amused and exasperated by his "virginity." She was really good at fooling people! She had originally wanted to say he was skilled in bed, but then thought it inappropriate and used "that" instead.

"Facts are facts. Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

Wen Ze looked lewd. Oh dear, saying he was a virgin was actually a little embarrassing, hehe…

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense. I'm asking you, seriously, where did you learn all this? I've never even heard of it before!"

"Speaking of which, I want to ask you something first. You just said you wanted a threesome, but you didn't know what it meant. How did you even know the term? You said it would make men feel good. You don't usually see the term 'threesome' on websites. Could it be (evil grin) that you've been on a porn site?!"

"I'll kill you! (slams head on hammer) You're talking nonsense! I didn't go on any of those shady websites. I went to a legitimate one with topics on marriage and relationships. A pop-up window appeared saying someone got caught soliciting prostitutes and having a threesome, but I couldn't open the page; it only showed the title. I thought 'threesome' meant some kind of sexual act, so I embarrassed myself. I'll show you if you don't believe me."

Xu Rou typed a lot in one breath. This kid! He's slandering me for going to porn sites! How could a respectable woman like me watch that kind of stuff?

"Hehe, I believe you. No need to send it anymore. Those articles only scratch the surface of sex. If you want to read something, read the real thing. By the way, didn't I say I'd give you a really good website at the hotel last time? Here's the address."

So that's what happened. No wonder they suddenly wanted a threesome. Luckily I didn't take it seriously, or I'd be so disappointed!

"No! I don't go on porn sites. They're so vulgar. Besides, my computer will get a virus."

Xu Rou refused. She didn't want to go on those shady websites; reading about sex was enough.

"Hehe, aren't these things you're looking at indecent? Let me tell you, Auntie, not all porn sites are trash. You just said you wanted to go to legitimate websites, and this one I'm giving you is legitimate. I genuinely think you should check it out. I've seen some of those marriage and relationship-related posts before, and they have a lot of sex-related content, but many of those posts are misleading and superficial. How can they compare to legitimate ones? Besides, porn sites are also called adult sites, meaning they're sites for adults. We're all adults, so it's okay for us to look at them. Think about it, when you register for marriage, the people at the registry office make you fill out forms and then try to sell you sex education DVDs. Would they dare sell them to you if you weren't an adult? If you can watch sex DVDs

, why can't you go to websites?" "But I'm afraid my computer will get a virus. There's all sorts of trash on there. What if those pornographic images pop up and I can't close them?"

Wenze typed a lot of words, making Xu Rou hesitate. Is it really as good as you say?

"What you're saying about malware is true. Some shady little websites will do anything to make money, ruining the reputation of even the big websites! Speaking of pop-ups, don't some legitimate websites install a lot of random plugins too? Websites are all like that! The website I'm talking about is a long-established adult website, with complete information, clearly defined sections, and well-managed forums. There's a lot of interesting stuff there."

Wenze explained patiently. Getting a woman like Xu Rou to go to a porn site was indeed no easy task.

"You're just kidding! What kind of management or forums do porn sites have? They're just a bunch of hooligans posting pornographic pictures. Only low-class perverts go there!"

Xu Rou scoffed. "Hmph, did this website give you some kind of benefit for recommending it so enthusiastically? I don't believe it."

"Actually, I thought the same at first, but after using it, I changed my mind. The forum management is even stricter than many legitimate portals. Check it out when you have time; it's a hundred times better than those so-called 'sexuality' topics you see! Here, I'll give you the address first, check it out: sis (abbreviated as 'color within color'). This name is very familiar to many people; going to sis gives you a sense of homecoming."

"I'm not going. You can go feel the warmth yourself."

"Really! Because it's so famous, it's been pirated."

"That's ridiculous! A porn site talking about piracy."

"Of course! The forum is a place for everyone to communicate. Everyone works hard, posting and replying, developing it step by step. Someone saw the forum's popularity and created a similar fake site, causing many people to be misled, posting on the fake site, and having their account passwords stolen. They even used forum text messages to recruit people for the fake site! How infuriating!"

Wenze got angry just talking about it; he almost fell for it himself.

"You don't need to say all this. I'm not interested, and I don't understand it anyway. So what if it's true? I'm not going

." Xu Rou thought to herself, "Why are you rambling on like this? What does it matter to me if it's true or not?

" "Looking won't get you pregnant, so what's there to be afraid of? Besides, you just asked about triple penetration. The more you look at things, the more terms you'll learn, so you won't make a fool of yourself later! The website has pictures, articles, movies, and lots of other things. You can look at whatever you want. I'll give you my account. The username is sensui, and the password is 1234567. Go check it out. It's absolutely genuine, no deception, and I

'll compensate you tenfold if it's fake. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!" "Okay, okay, you're so annoying with all this nagging. You'd be perfect as a salesperson!"

Xu Rou couldn't resist him and finally agreed, thinking, "Fine, I'll go. It won't hurt me to look."

After entering the website address, she arrived at sexinsex.net. The green page immediately gave Xu Rou a good impression; the color was quite nice! After entering the login page, I entered Wenze's username and password and clicked submit...

This porn site... Oh, according to Wenze, it's called an adult website. I'd like to see what's so good about this adult website that makes him promote it so vigorously!

Xu Rou was visiting an adult website for the first time. She used to think it was all lewd and obscene. Logging in confirmed her suspicions; a barrage of ads bombarded her: turn a lady into a slut, find a one-night stand, online nude chat…

“Wenze! What is this site you put me on?! So many random ads! It’s indecent!

You can tell what kind of website it is just by looking at this!” Xu Rou immediately closed the webpage. “Hmph, they say it’s so great, what a pervert!”

“Sigh, Auntie, how do people eat without ads? Besides, this is an adult website, of course it has ads like this. Would they put something like ‘Mom won’t have to worry about my studies anymore’ here?”

Wenze sighed helplessly. This website was indeed a bit…

“Ha…”

Xu Rou laughed at Wenze’s words. “I don’t care, I’m not looking anymore, I’m closing it.”

“Don’t close it! Look again, the content is below. Just think of the ads as a lid; the good stuff is inside.”

“Sigh, okay, you always have so many excuses.”

"Fine, I'll trust him one more time."

Xu Rou patiently reopened the webpage. After browsing for a while, she discovered that the website also contained a lot of non-adult content. She was a little dizzy. "You just told me to look, but which of all these things is there?"

"The Erotic Zone, the Picture Appreciation Zone, the BT Repost Sharing Zone—they're all good. I mainly look at these three sections."

Xu Rou opened each of the places Wen Ze mentioned, and the sexual atmosphere was overwhelming. Adult articles, pictures, movies, and more were all available, and just as Wen Ze had said, the management was very professional and standardized, even better than some ordinary forums. The difference was that everything posted was adult content.

The green pages were comfortable to look at, and Xu Rou clicked on them curiously. She didn't look at the Erotic Zone because it was all articles; she wanted to look at the pictures or movies first. People prefer things that are more visually appealing.

After observing for a while, Xu Rou realized that the forum was indeed very popular. People were posting threads and writing their thoughts seriously; meaningless replies would result in the deduction of gold coins, and serious violations would lead to the deletion of IDs. It was nothing like the chaotic, money-grubbing websites she had imagined, where people would do anything for money.

"Auntie, how is it? Quite a lot of stuff, right?"

Hmph, so quiet for so long, got lost in the noise, huh?

"Hmm, not bad, quite legitimate, a bit better than I expected."

Xu Rou spoke the truth.

"Just a little bit stronger? Have you seen those movies? A lot of them are double penetration and 3P. Just treat them as educational videos to learn from."

"Who wants to learn that! It's all a lie! Besides, where is it? I haven't seen it. I don't believe it. Even if they were making those kinds of movies, no woman would debase herself like that, letting two men do it with her."

Xu Rou still didn't believe that 3P could happen.

"Yes, absolutely. It's shown in videos. It's in the BT section. I'll give you some addresses. Do you know how to use BT?"

"No, what's BT? Perverted?"

"(Sweat... Don't say anything, I'll teach you how to download it.)

Hmph, you frog in a well, now let me help you open the door to the treasure trove of sex! Search! "

Wen Ze's confident tone made Xu Rou a little skeptical. Under Wen Ze's guidance, she entered the Asian uncensored section and downloaded an uncensored porn video.

"Why is there censored and uncensored porn videos? What does that mean?"

Xu Rou asked.

"Censored porn uses mosaics to blur the key parts, also called 'cavalry porn' (with censorship); uncensored porn has nothing obscured, it's crystal clear, also called 'infantry porn' (without censorship),"

Wenze explained simply. He figured Xu Rou wasn't interested in the details about censorship being mandated by Japanese law, so he didn't elaborate.

Xu Rou remembered a common saying online: "Mosaic is the biggest obstacle to human progress!" She finally understood the meaning of this statement and found it quite interesting. But why censor porn? It's just naked sex, why censor it when it's already filmed? Isn't that self-deception? Of course I want to see uncensored! Didn't you say threesomes are real? With mosaics blocking it, how can anyone know if it's true or not?

Downloading takes some time. Xu Rou found the website novel and kept looking around. Finally, at Wenze's strong recommendation, she entered the user-submitted selfie section.

"Wow! How daring!"

Xu Rou clicked on a post at random, and a woman in sexy clothes appeared on the screen. She scrolled down, looking at each picture. Gradually, the clothes became less and less revealing, until naked bodies appeared. The woman's legs were wide open, her hands spreading her labia…

Although Xu Rou was a woman herself, this was the first time she had seen such clear photos of female genitalia, and such lewd poses were also unprecedented. Her face flushed, and she wanted to close the webpage, but a certain desire within her encouraged her to continue.

The next photos were still close-ups of genitals, when suddenly, a penis appeared! It was inserted into the woman's vagina, then tightly enveloped… Xu Rou felt her mouth go dry and her heart race.

How could these people be so shameless, taking photos with legs spread wide and a penis between her legs? How could they take such photos! And not only did they take them, but they also posted them online! Now everyone can see them! Wen Ze, that scoundrel, watches this stuff all day long; no wonder he knows so many tricks!

"This picture section is so indecent! No wonder people say kids shouldn't go online, or they'll go astray. It's true! There's so much filth online! They're already like that, and they still take pictures! Do you spend all your time looking at these things?!"

Xu Rou texted Wen Ze. Just thinking about him looking at these pictures made her feel like he was a pervert, and the thought of him looking at other women made her unhappy.

"Look at you, here we go again! These pictures were taken voluntarily by many 'wolf friends,' selflessly posted here for everyone to enjoy. Then everyone can comment and discuss, what's so indecent about them! Your words make those couples who took the pictures feel terrible!"

They're already like that, and they still take pictures? How would you know if you didn't look? Heh, you've clearly seen it all, and you still say such things.

"Voluntary? Couple? Don't be ridiculous! I might believe it if you said voluntary, but for money, those prostitutes will do anything! Couple? That's utter nonsense! What husband would willingly send his wife's photos to others? He's sick in the head!" Do you

think I'm a child? You're trying to fool me with everything! Humph!

"Look at what you're saying, so they all hire prostitutes to take these pictures! Some of those pictures are taken by the poster and their lover, but many are taken by couples. Can you say they're immoral? Really, you can't judge it as fake just because you think it's impossible. If you don't believe me, search this username. This person has posted a lot of selfies, always with his wife, sometimes just his wife, in different locations—some in hotels, some at home, even some outdoors. It's really exciting. By the way, his wife has a small black mole on her right buttock; look closely."

Xu Rou searched with some skepticism, and a whole bunch of posts came up. After reading a few, she had to believe it.

These days... Wow, that's so open-minded! A couple actually took selfies and posted them online! I would never have believed that before! Wait, what's this?

In one picture, a woman is holding a large, thick dildo in her right hand, slowly inserting it into her vagina, while her left hand holds a small pink object with a string attached, pressed against the top of her vagina.

Xu Rou had never seen a dildo before, but she could tell what it was from its shape. This woman is such a scoundrel! Isn't her husband's penis enough? Why does she need this fake one? But this fake one is really well-made, even the veins are there, and it's very thick and large. Hmm, it's comparable to Wen Ze's. Oh dear, what was I thinking… Hmm… And what is this little round thing? I've never seen one before…

"Wenze, what's that thing in this picture? The pink one."

"A vibrator, it's a tool that makes women feel good."

Wenze immediately explained. Hmm, the first question is about vibrators, that's promising!

"..."

Just looking at the picture doesn't explain the function of a vibrator. However, Xu Rou didn't ask further. She stared at the dildo, its enormous size and realistic shape making her sigh: "Sigh, if only I had known about this thing earlier, I wouldn't have had to go through all that self-pleasure. Maybe then I wouldn't have been so sexually aroused, and this wouldn't have happened with Wenze..."

Xu Rou pursed her lips. Sigh! Why think about this? What's done is done, and besides...

I also... I quite like Wenze...

"Phew..."

She exhaled, her attention returning to the monitor. The daringly revealing pictures drew her in, and gradually, the shameful poses and actions made her feel hot all over, and her lower body involuntarily became wet. At this moment, Wenze's avatar began to flash, and Xu Rou immediately opened the chat window.

Wenze: Auntie, how did you find the pictures? Any thoughts?

Xu Rou: No thoughts. These people are too lewd, daring to upload pictures like these.

Wenze: These people are selflessly giving, no one is paying them, how noble! By the way, Auntie, you have such a great figure, how about I take some pictures of you and upload them sometime? "It'll definitely go viral!"

Xu Rou: "You dare! I won't take those photos. Only lewd people take these kinds of pictures. If you take them, I'll ignore you!

Just kidding! You want me to take photos like that? Don't even think about it! I don't want anyone else to see them!"

Sigh, as expected, she refused. Such a strong reaction. Let's take it slow... Wen Ze was a little disappointed, but then he thought it would be abnormal if Xu Rou agreed, so he relaxed.

Wen Ze: "Okay, okay, no need to take them. Let's just admire other people's pictures. What do you think of these?"

Since we're here to learn, we should master everything. Wen Ze specially found a few more pictures of breast sex and anal sex and sent them all to Xu Rou. Considering the porn later, he only found a few pictures of anal sex where penetration wasn't involved.

Xu Rou: What is this?! It's definitely fake! It must have been staged! Look, it's being held between the breasts, and with that... it's obviously fake, so dirty, just thinking about it makes me nauseous!

Xu Rou was aroused by the anal sex pictures; the shot of the glans pressing against the anus was unacceptable to her.

Wen Ze: There? Where is "there"? You don't understand until you explain clearly, haha!

Xu Rou: You bad boy! It's in the back! The place you use to go to the toilet...

Wen Ze: Haha, Auntie, you're so ignorant. Let me, your cook, teach you a lesson. There are many ways to have sex, not just vaginal penetration. That's just the most common, although it's very comfortable, the psychological stimulation isn't as good as other methods; there's also oral sex, which is stimulating the genitals with the mouth, you've already tried that; and then there's breast sex, which is using the breasts to hold the penis and move it up and down, only women with larger breasts can do this, so it has certain limitations, but for someone with a perfect figure like you, Auntie, it's no problem at all!

Wen Ze deliberately paused, giving Xu Rou time to enjoy his flattery. Sure enough, Xu Rou laughed when she saw this. "Hmph, sweet talk won't help. I'll see how you explain this 'insertion from behind' thing."

Wen Ze: "Next is footjob, we've done that before. It's stimulating the penis with feet and legs. It feels even better if you wear stockings. Finally, the grand finale is anal sex! That's what you mean by 'from behind,' hehe. Not many people do this because women are afraid of the pain and don't want to, but anal sex is the most stimulating for men!

" Xu Rou: "Why? How can something so perverted be the most stimulating? It hurts women so much to insert it there! Are all men sadists?

" Wen Ze: "No, actually, if the anus is fully relaxed, it's very easy to insert because only the small part of the entrance sphincter is tight. It's easy to insert. Speaking of pleasure, besides the penis being tightly gripped, it's mostly psychological pleasure! Think about it, such a small anus, not even a normal sexual organ, being penetrated by such a large penis, a man's possessiveness and sense of accomplishment will be greatly satisfied. He will feel that this woman completely belongs to him! Then he will love her even more!"

Xu Rou: I didn't realize you were such an expert! I think your talk about oral sex and breast sex is more plausible, but anal sex is definitely fake. Look at the picture, it's not even inserted, just sticking out. No woman would let a man penetrate her there unless it's rape, which would be excruciating!

Wen Ze: You didn't believe in oral sex at first, right? But what happened after you tried it? It was quite stimulating, wasn't it? Of course, it wasn't just your mouth that felt good, it was your mind. Having a man's urine inside your mouth is a stimulant in itself! But anal sex is even more stimulating than oral sex because you feel pleasure inside your anus. Thinking about your private parts being vigorously penetrated by a man, how stimulating!

Xu Rou: Disgusting! Stop talking! The porn is downloaded!

Wen Ze: Hehe, okay, I won't say anymore. The download was pretty fast. You can watch the video first, remember to close the door and turn the volume down. I'm going to take a shower, we'll talk later.

Xu Rou had only seen a little porn when Wen Ze seduced her that time. At the time, her mind was a mess, she was only thinking about the incestuous relationship, so she didn't remember much about the video. After checking the door lock, Xu Rou sat back down in her chair, a little excited. This was a genuine pornographic video! She'd heard stories of men secretly going to video arcades to watch these things since she was in school. She'd been curious back then, but curiosity aside, she'd never dared to watch. Now, she could finally see it with her own eyes. What magic did this film possess that made it so captivating?

It was an uncensored adult film, featuring two dedicated couples performing oral sex, breast sex, foot sex, anal sex, threesomes, and more—everything imaginable. Wen Ze had gone to great lengths to find this comprehensive film. He'd started searching after the hotel offered Xu Rou a website, and finally, his efforts paid off. The film was now on Xu Rou's computer. She wondered what this sexually naive girl would think after watching it.

Xu Rou poured herself a glass of water and placed it on the table. Her right hand trembled slightly as she double-clicked the video, immediately gasping in shock!

The video started with a rapid flash of images, showing previews of the entire film one after another. Scenes of oral sex, breast sex, foot sex, and anal sex appeared, along with a fleeting image of two men having sex with a woman from both ends.

Xu Rou was dazzled. What was that just now? I think I saw two men and a woman together… can they really use their breasts to clamp a penis? And the last scene, the woman was lying down, and the man behind her was thrusting very quickly, but I think I saw the woman's vagina. Where was the penis inserted? Could it be…?

Several previews piqued Xu Rou's intense curiosity. She paused the playback, got up and carefully checked the door again, making sure it was locked before returning to the computer. After thinking for a moment, she found her headphones, put them on, and then clicked continue.

Wen Ze slowly took a shower, thinking about Xu Rou's situation. Now that his relationship with Xu Rou was quite intimate, he figured she wouldn't refuse if he took the initiative to make advances. However, Xu Rou wasn't very open about sex; although she had sex many times, she was still quite traditional at heart. Wenze planned to use these pictures and movies to slowly "train" Xu Rou, helping her to accept these things naturally, become more interested in sex, and also improve his own sexual happiness.

After showering, he checked QQ and found that Xu Rou hadn't said anything, so he played some games for a while. During this time, there was still no response from Xu Rou. Wenze wondered if she was engrossed in watching the videos. Hehe, it seems the videos were quite effective!

The main video started in a simple room with only two mats. Then, two men and two women appeared naked. The two men were about the same height, while the women were of different heights. Xu Rou was startled; there were four people!

This was too chaotic!

Immediately afterward, one man and one woman split into two pairs and began their sexual acts. Xu Rou was immediately dumbfounded.

Hearing about it was not as good as seeing it for yourself. The poses in the pictures were now being vividly portrayed by the men and women on the screen, and the camera angles were excellent, capturing the key points of their union with top-notch clarity. Xu Rou stared wide-eyed at the screen, not wanting to miss a single shot.

Seeing the thick, dark penis moving back and forth between the white breasts during breast sex, Xu Rou squeezed her own breasts together, comparing her cleavage to the actress's. "Hmm, not bad, even bigger than hers," she thought. "I'll have Wenze try this later..."

Seeing the actress's tongue licking from top to bottom and bottom to top during oral sex, sucking hard on the glans, Xu Rou realized her own oral skills were too rudimentary. How could she be so good at sucking?

Seeing the actress's skillful movements during foot sex, Xu Rou felt even more ashamed. Although she had done it for Wenze, her foot sex movements were stiff and lifeless compared to the actress's...

Seeing anal sex... anal sex...

Xu Rou covered her mouth, staring dumbfounded at the tall woman's protruding buttocks, her small anus stretched open by the glans, slowly inserted until the entire penis was inside, followed by vigorous back-and-forth thrusting...

This... this... this penis really went into her anus! It really went in! And it was moving back and forth! Good heavens! ...Hmm? Why are those two over here too?

Xu Rou hadn't recovered from the shock of the anal sex when the camera started panning forward. Another couple had arrived. First, the man lay down, then the shorter woman knelt down and began giving him oral sex. The taller woman, still with his penis inside her anus, immediately lowered her head, and the two women began sucking his penis with relish…

a threesome… is this what a threesome is? Two women serving one man… no wonder they say it's comfortable for men, it would be strange if it weren't…

Unbelievable sex positions appeared one after another before Xu Rou's eyes, making her breathless, and her lower body began to wet… Sigh, Wen Ze was absolutely right. She was over thirty, married, had children, and had experienced everything. She thought she knew everything about sex, but seeing this now made her realize she was truly a virgin. That time in the car when she voluntarily sat on Wen Ze and masturbated, she thought she was doing a great job, very creative. Now, compared to this, it was laughable!

After watching for a while, Xu Rou felt a little thirsty and picked up her cup to drink some water, but what she saw next shocked her.

The two women were eating happily when suddenly the shorter woman got up and left. The man lying down followed suit, shoving his penis into the taller woman's mouth without a word. The two men thrust into her from both ends, the woman moaning and whimpering with her mouth full of penises…

A threesome… Is this a threesome… Is this what a threesome is… My God! How could this woman let someone do this to her?

Doesn't she feel uncomfortable?

Xu Rou swallowed hard, unable to accept the scene. But she didn't know that something even more stimulating was yet to come… After a while, the man in front pulled out his penis and lay down. The woman moved forward, straddling him and inserting his penis into her vagina. The man behind, inserting his penis into her anus, also moved forward, his penis still inside her. The shorter woman then came over and kissed the taller woman's lips…

"…"

Xu Rou's mind went blank, her whole body burning.

The people on the screen looked like a hamburger, with two darker-skinned bodies sandwiching a pale, white body. Two men were vigorously penetrating the woman's two holes, while the shorter woman in front held the taller woman's face, kissing her frantically. The taller woman writhed, emitting moans of pain and pleasure—at least that's how Xu Rou heard it.

The camera zoomed in from behind, giving a close-up of the three's joined bodies: two thick penises were deeply inserted into the vagina and anus, the upper one stretching the anus tightly, drawing out some slightly yellowish fluid with each thrust, making the penis shiny and oily. After a while, the lower one was used to penetrate the vagina, quickly becoming covered in semen, yet still thrusting upwards with frantic effort. As the movements quickened, the tall woman's whimpers grew louder. The two men thrust several times almost simultaneously, then stopped moving. The two men and the woman then left the screen, leaving only the tall woman lying on the mat, convulsing. Her vagina and anus were a mess, semen slowly flowing from both holes, merging into a pool of white fluid…

The film ended there. Xu Rou remained unresponsive for a long time. The film had deeply shocked her, and her desire surged. If Wen Ze were there, she would have pounced on him without hesitation; she felt she had never experienced such a strong sexual need.

"Auntie, are you done watching? Was it exciting?"

Wen Ze waited and waited, but there was no response, so he couldn't help but ask.

Xu Rou moved her legs, which had gone numb from sitting for so long, and discovered that the fluid from her lower body had soaked her underwear and pajama bottoms, and even the chair cushion was wet. Blushing, she took the mat, took off her wet pants to change into clean ones, found some clean ones, hesitated for a moment but didn't wear them, and chatted with Wenze with her lower body exposed.

Xu Rou: Finished watching, was it alright?

Wenze: This time I won't say I lied to you, right? 3P and double penetration were all done by people. What did you think of all those positions?

Wenze thought she was lying. Alright? If a movie like this is alright, then what kind of movie is considered good? Hehe, dishonest.

Xu Rou: No, I finished watching, that's it. I have no thoughts.

Xu Rou was putting on a brave face, even though she was internally shocked, she still had to maintain her image.

Wenze: Stop pretending, I bet you're soaking wet now, right? You've put your hand in your pussy and started touching yourself, right?

"Mmm...mmm..."

Xu Rou groaned, wanting to refute him but finding that her left hand fingers were already inserted into her wet pussy. She couldn't remember when she had put her hand down there.

I...how did my hand get down there? How come I didn't feel anything? Oh... I'll go in then, it's so itchy... This harmful video... Oh... I should have known better than to watch it...

"Auntie, why aren't you answering? You're having too much fun touching me to reply, huh? Hehe, does it feel good? Do you want my cock?"

"Yes, give it to me!"

Xu Rou dug between her legs with her left hand. She felt like she wanted it all over, so she stopped pretending and typed out her true feelings with her right hand.

"Give it to me, Wenze, I want it! I want your cock to fuck me!"

Xu Rou shouted hungrily at the screen, but unfortunately Wenze couldn't hear her.

"Can I come to your house right now? I'll fuck you right now!"

Great! Auntie is actually asking for sex now, which is rare for her! Looks like I'll have to show her videos more often from now on, hehehe...

"Come on, come on, fuck me now!"

Xu Rou's body started to writhe on the chair. Don't say anymore, I can't take it anymore!

My goodness! So eager! He must be burning with lust, hehe… Wenze chuckled lewdly, pulling out his hard cock and stroking it with one hand, while continuing to type provocatively with the other, “Where to fuck? I’m stupid, I don’t really understand.”

“Anywhere! Fuck me!”

“Okay, I’m going to fuck your asshole! I’ll shoot all my semen into your little asshole, fuck you until you burst!”

Wenze typed this line with heavy breaths, fucking his aunt’s asshole… oh… just thinking about it is exciting!

“Okay, I’ll let you fuck my asshole, fuck my pussy, fuck me anywhere, Wenze, I want your cock ahhh…” A violent contraction in her lower body made Xu Rou unable to control her right hand. She trembled and typed a bunch of gibberish, unable to add any punctuation.

It was already past 11 p.m., and Xu Rou knew that Wenze couldn’t possibly come over from home. Both of them were in high spirits and began their long-awaited online sex, but this time it was more exciting than ever before.

"You little slut! You always act so proper, but when your lust gets the better of you, you become so horny! I'm going to fuck your cunt hard, fuck your little asshole, fuck you until you scream!"

Xu Rou was too busy to reply! Seeing Wen Ze's vulgar language, her juices flowed even more fiercely! Her left hand kept moving, while her right hand gripped her breasts tightly. She lay half-reclined on the chair with her legs wide open, her vagina facing the screen, as if that would let Wen Ze see it.

"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum! I'll cum all over your face!"

Wen Ze imagined Xu Rou's lewd appearance and kept masturbating. He ejaculated in no time. Xu Rou was also stimulated by his words and became even more frantic. Her hand quickly inserted into her hot, overflowing hole like a sewing machine needle. "Ah! Ah!"

With a soul-stirring moan, Xu Rou's head tilted back, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, spraying forward in gushes...

"Huff... huff..."

After the orgasm, Xu Rou collapsed on the chair, panting heavily. Her vaginal fluids were everywhere – on the computer desk, the keyboard, even the LCD monitor, and a large puddle on the floor.

"Are you done, Auntie? Did you climax?"

Wenze waited a while after wiping his penis clean, guessing Xu Rou had rested enough before speaking.

"Yes, I'm exhausted."

Xu Rou was completely weak, pulling the keyboard over and slowly typing. Luckily, she had bought a waterproof keyboard.

"Then rest for a bit, then take a shower and go to sleep. Auntie, even though we didn't actually have sex today, I felt really good. How about you?"

"Me too."

Xu Rou didn't deny it; this climax was indeed incredibly intense.

"Also, I was just too excited when I said those things to you, don't be angry."

Wenze felt a little uneasy about what he had said, afraid that Xu Rou would be angry once her desire subsided, because he had never said anything like that before, not even during online sex.

"It's okay, I won't take it seriously, and you shouldn't either! I was just too excited and that's why I said that. I just wanted to go along with you. I don't really want you to put it in me there. I still can't accept it. That place is absolutely out of the question." "Put it in where? Your asshole? But what if I really want to put it in your asshole?"

"No! Anything but there is fine. It's not that I'm selfish, as long as it's not anal sex, I'll agree to anything like breast sex or foot sex."

Xu Rou, regaining her senses, quickly clarified, afraid that Wen Ze would keep harping on anal sex. She thought it was quite exciting when she watched it, but she wouldn't want to do it herself. It would hurt so much!

"Okay, I love you, Auntie. I'll listen to whatever you say. I won't force you."

Wen Ze didn't continue to pester her. He couldn't be too demanding. He would take it slow. He would get what he wanted, and he would get his way with anal sex too.

"Thank you for understanding me."

Xu Rou was very touched by this answer. She smiled happily. Wen Ze was so good!

"Don't mention it, you're too kind! Hehe! It's late, I'm not chatting anymore, go take a shower and go to bed."

"Okay, goodnight Wenze! *kiss* (kissing emoji)"

"Goodnight Auntie! *kiss* (kissing emoji)"

Xu Rou turned off the computer, propped herself up in the chair, tidied up the mess on the table, then dragged her tired body to take a quick shower and fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed; while Wenze was excited by what happened that night, thinking about how he would train Xu Rou in the future, and didn't fall asleep until after 2 a.m.

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