Life without a husband

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Life without a husband
had been empty, lonely, and utterly boring since his passing. Unexpectedly, a chance encounter with him during a trip led to a tragic love affair.

A relationship beyond friendship developed, ending my widowhood.

A little over a year ago, my husband succumbed to a brain tumor, leaving me heartbroken and depressed for a time.

Fortunately, he left behind considerable wealth, ensuring my financial security and easing some of my worries.

Because life was so monotonous and lonely, my mother-in-law suggested I join a group tour.

My daughter, in high school, and my son, in middle school, also encouraged me to get away for a while.

So, I accepted their suggestions and decided to go on a trip.

We met on the tour bus in this group. Since our seats were in the same row, mine was by the window, and his was by the aisle.

He politely introduced himself, saying that after graduating from university, he worked for a company, and this was a special vacation after a year of service, so he was traveling alone to relieve the stress and fatigue of the past year.

He was quite handsome and fit, a very likeable young man.

Traveling alone felt rather lonely, so having a young man of the opposite sex to chat with wasn't bad! Thus, we became close friends despite our age difference, sitting side-by-side on the tour bus, chatting animatedly while enjoying the scenery outside.

He was witty and charming, which made me like him even more.

His name was Wen Jianguo, he was twenty-seven years old, and single.

As for me, I was a widow in my early forties, sixteen or seventeen years older than

him. But somehow, it seemed like we were destined to be together. My heart, which had almost become a still well, suddenly rippled, and my desire stirred, even making my private parts itchy and wet.

This inexplicable feeling instantly stirred within me the urge to seduce him, to become my lover.

Let me experience the youthful energy, passion, wildness, ruggedness, and virility of a young, strong man—what is it like? What different pleasures does it offer? Anyway, I've been a widow for my husband for over a year now, and I've done my duty to him! I still have a long way to go in my life, and I simply can't bear to endure this loneliness and emptiness any longer! There's a saying: "Thirty is easier to get through, forty is the hardest, and fifty is the worst.

" This describes the most painful and unbearable time for a woman at this age when she loses her partner.

Many people may think this is an exaggeration and not believe it.

However, for married women who have had sexual relations for ten or twenty years, the pain of sudden cessation is something that outsiders can never truly understand or feel.

Of course, there are women who remain widows until their husbands die, but the amount of determination and endurance they mustered, the countless nights of torment and suffering from sexual desire they endured—this is something not every widow could do or bear.

I, however, could not do it, could not endure it.

Because in my blood lies an innate passion, a wildness, and a latent element of lust and strong desire.

Without male comfort for a long time, I would surely die of thirst and despondency.

To die in such torment would be utterly worthless; I would rather open my heart and enjoy myself.

That night, we didn't join the other group activities but stayed at the same hotel.

He suggested having dinner, drinks, and conversation in his room, and I gladly accepted! This was exactly what I had hoped for! I wonder what people will think of our relationship since we're sharing a room! Given our ages and appearances, we really look like a mother and son! But who cares! Let them think what they want! We ate, drank, and chatted. Honestly, this was the happiest and most joyful meal I'd had with a man since my husband passed away over a year ago. It made me feel ecstatic, like I was reliving my girlhood, indulging in romance.

We ate and drank until we were both slightly tipsy.

"Auntie, I'm so happy and joyful today! I never expected to meet you on my trip. Not only did you give me a wonderful companion during this solitary journey, but we also hit it off immediately and had a wonderful chat. Thank you so much for relieving my loneliness and boredom during the trip. Thank you even more for having dinner, drinks,

and chatting with me." "Mr. Wen! Please don't be so polite. I'm the one who should be thanking you for treating me to dinner and drinks and chatting with me, which also relieved my loneliness and boredom during the trip."

"Alright, alright, let's not be so polite. You're an elder, and we should treat you well."

"Look at you, telling me not to be polite, but you're being even more polite."

"Sorry, I misspoke, okay!"

"Hmm, that's more like it!" I said, somewhat coquettishly.

"Auntie! Why are you traveling alone? Why aren't your husband and children traveling with you?" "

My husband passed away over a year ago from a malignant brain tumor. I was so lonely and bored at home, so I joined a tour group to get away and cheer myself up. My two children are in school and can't come with me, so I'm traveling alone."

"Oh! I see. I'm sorry, Auntie! I brought up your painful past."

"It's alright. He's been dead for over a year. The sadness has already gone too far. There's nothing left to be sad about. As the saying goes, 'Death is death, death is the end.

' Everything is over! This world belongs to the living, not the dead. We living people have the right to enjoy the beauty of life.

Young man! Don't you think so? Right?"

"Auntie is absolutely right, I feel the same way.

Life is only a few decades long, and if you don't enjoy it, you're wasting your time in this wonderful world.

It's a complete fool, a total idiot, working so hard every day without a moment's enjoyment—what's the point of living?"

"You're absolutely right. So what do you do after work?"

"After work, I mostly stay in my rented apartment, watching TV or reading magazines. Sometimes I go to a movie or have a couple of drinks to kill time."

"Why don't you invite your girlfriend out for a walk or a chat?"

"Auntie! I don't have a girlfriend yet!"

"What? You don't have a girlfriend? I don't believe it. With your handsome, dashing, and strong appearance, plus the fact that you graduated from university, how could you not have a girlfriend? No matter what, I just don't believe it."

"It's true, I'm not lying to you, Auntie! I'm a young man who has just entered the workforce. I have no financial foundation at all, and my family's circumstances aren't very good.

I'm the eldest son, and I have many younger siblings, so I have to send half of my monthly salary home to help support the family. The trip I took was only possible because I received a bonus for outstanding work performance."

"Dating a girlfriend costs money everywhere. Besides sending half of my salary home, I don't have much left. I still have to pay rent and living expenses, so how can I afford to date a girlfriend? Anyway, I'm still young. I can date a girlfriend in a few years when my financial situation is better!"

After hearing his explanation, I felt inexplicably excited. It turned out that this big boy in front of me didn't even have a girlfriend. He might still be a virgin.

Already feeling aroused, and with the lingering effects of the alcohol I'd just consumed, my boldness grew. Without hesitation or restraint, I asked bluntly and openly, "Young man! So you're saying you've never been with a woman before, and have never experienced what it's like to be with one?" "

Yes, Auntie! I've never been with a woman before, and I don't know what it's like to be with one. Tonight is the first time I've eaten, drunk, and chatted with you!" "

Really? You're not lying to me?"

"It's true, believe it or not, Auntie, are you a woman?"

"Of course I'm a woman! Why are you asking?"

"I've never seen what a woman's naked body looks like. Auntie, can I see it?"

"...That's so embarrassing, and...Auntie isn't young anymore, my figure isn't as slender and pretty as a young girl's!" Although I said this, I was actually already eager to taste this 'virgin man's' unique scent! "It's alright! Auntie, let me see!"

"No! I'm too embarrassed!"

"Then you can see mine, and I'll see yours too, okay?"

"Okay!" I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree, actually using a 'playing hard to get' tactic.

In fact, I hadn't seen or played with a man's 'penis' for over a year, and I really wanted to see if his looked like my ideal? If it suited my taste? Upon hearing my agreement, he excitedly and hastily stripped naked, standing before me. His thick, long, and enormous penis, seemingly about to explode, certainly did not disappoint.

The glans was the size of a child's fist, a glistening purplish-red, with prominent veins. His entire penis was erect, almost touching his lower abdomen! "Wow! My goodness!" I couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. What a magnificent, hard, thick, and enormous 'big meat stick'! This was exactly what I had dreamed of, what I had longed for.

My precious treasure! My wish had come true, and I couldn't help but reach out and grasp it.

"Wow~!" So thick, so hard, so hot; my small hands could barely hold it.

I tested its length, and wow, it was at least eight inches long. I tried to move it with my hand, but it wouldn't budge, standing straight and hard, like an iron rod.

No! An iron rod, though hard, is cold.

But this one was hard and hot, like a red-hot iron rod, alive and vibrant.

My heart was pounding in my chest, my eyes fixed on his erect, huge penis. I never imagined his penis would be so "spectacular," twice as thick and long as my dead husband's. My heart

skipped a beat, and I cupped that "big club" in both hands and stroked it.

The grooves and ridges on that lump of flesh, the thick, hard barbs, really looked like a giant mushroom.

I was quite fond of it, so I squatted down, brought my face close to it, and rubbed it back and forth on my cheek.

"Auntie! I've already shown you mine! Why won't you show me?"

"I...I...I'm shy!"

"That's not fair. You've already seen mine, and I'm not shy, so why should you be? If you don't show me, then I won't show you either, and I'm going to put my clothes on!"

"Alright! You little devil, Auntie will show you!" I had no choice but to show him.

So, I stood up and took off all my clothes until I was completely naked.

He stared intently at my naked body and the thick, dark pubic hair between my legs.

I stared back at his genitals, noticing his penis was even more erect, high, and hard, as if it might burst at any moment.

Wen Jianguo was also stunned by the sight of the middle-aged beauty before him, her voluptuous, snow-white, sexy, and mature body! "Wow!" What a sexy and charming body, so beautiful and alluring, like a blooming flower, dazzling and radiant, a masterpiece of God.

A pair of large, firm, snow-white breasts, with large, reddish-brown nipples like grapes, and bright red areolas; a flat abdomen with fine gray wrinkles, a deep-set navel, and a large, thick patch of pubic hair growing on her mons pubis, obscuring the view below.

"Auntie! I can't see clearly! Let me see more clearly, okay?" he said, forcefully trying to spread my legs apart.

I cried out, "Ah...no...don't..."

Ignoring my cries, he picked me up and laid me on the bed. He then got on the bed himself, adopting a 69 position, admiring and playing with each other's genitals.

"Auntie! I want to take a good, careful look at your big, fat pussy."

"Ah! How embarrassing... I'm so ashamed... There's nothing to see... You... you... don't look..."

"What's there to be ashamed of? There's no one else in the room, Auntie! Don't be embarrassed! Spread your legs wider so I can see more clearly! Please! Please!"

I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree: "Okay! Look all you want!" My legs spread wide, completely exposing my mysterious "private property" to him.

He smiled happily, brought his face close to my legs, and gently parted the two "petals" under my thick pubic hair with his hands.

He not only parted the "petals" but also kept stroking them and the thick pubic hair, making me tremble and get goosebumps.

I felt somewhat shy on one hand, and inexplicably excited on the other. Looking at his expression, I knew he was just as excited as I was. He was breathing heavily, his hot breath constantly spraying onto my mons pubis.

"Little brother! Let me take a closer look at your thing... Auntie... hasn't seen a man's thing for over a year!"

His penis stood erect in front of me, indeed quite impressive. He was truly a young man, firm, strong, and erect, with the heroic posture and spirit of a man who could hold off ten thousand men. It was truly a fine treasure, a fine "meat stick."

I was overjoyed, inexplicably excited, and my desire surged. I rubbed my cheek against it, caressed it, and cherished it. Because it had been so long since I had touched a man's genitals, my excitement gradually grew.

Just looking and touching wasn't enough to satisfy me, nor was it stimulating enough.

So, without hesitation, I started sucking and licking it.

"Ah...ah...Auntie..." he groaned.

I took his "big cock" deep into my mouth, then gently stirred, sucked, and licked his glans with my tongue, moving in and out, swallowing and releasing, embracing his shaft.

A strange, intense urge and a thrill made me lick and suck his penis incessantly, never tiring of it, and my interest was high.

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...Auntie...you really know how...oh..." He was probably experiencing this for the first time, and he shouted with joy. His big glans became slippery in my mouth, and some secretions seeped out. I sucked and licked it desperately, enjoying it immensely.

"Wow! So comfortable, so satisfying.

I...I've never experienced this before...Auntie...dear Auntie...you're really my dear Auntie...flesh Auntie...it's so beautiful..." he exclaimed again.

His fingers continued to caress my wet "petals" and pubic hair, and I continued to suck and lick his penis.

But deep down, I longed to insert it into my "flower house" as soon as possible to fill it and satisfy it.

In my mind, I cried out, "I want it... I want it inside me..."

Suddenly, he pressed his hands against my head, panting, "Auntie! Don't lick... don't suck anymore... I can't take it anymore..."

From his expression and cries, I knew he was approaching climax and about to ejaculate.

Ignoring his cries,

I sucked desperately. "Ah... Auntie... dear Auntie... I... I ejaculated..." A thick, hot stream of semen shot out, filling my mouth, which I swallowed without hesitation.

"Ah... dear auntie... so beautiful... so comfortable... your oral skills are amazing..."

I spat out his now-softened penis, first licking off the semen that covered it with my tongue, then gently stroking it in my hand, asking, "Jianguo, was it comfortable just now? Did it hurt?"

"Dear auntie! So comfortable, so pleasurable, your oral skills are truly amazing, so wonderful! Now it's my turn to repay your 'gift' just now, let you taste my oral skills too!"

After he finished speaking, he brought his mouth to my vulva, licking, sucking, and biting with a fierce and passionate momentum, occasionally plunging his tongue deep into my vagina and stirring it.

Ah! That was when I had intense desires, and no man was there to help me, so I couldn't suppress or control them. I would masturbate with my fingers to achieve intense pleasure, especially when he gently bit my clitoris with his teeth, it was so itchy.

"Oh! Oh... Jianguo... you little devil... stop licking... Auntie... it's so itchy... I can't stand it... ahh... don't bite... it's so sore... you... you're teasing... teasing Auntie to death... you're... you're killing me... oh..."

I was saying one thing, but my buttocks were desperately raised and thrust towards his mouth, craving his tongue to go deeper and stimulate me more.

This made me tremble all over, a wonderful feeling of complete ecstasy, a wave of passion and pleasure that nourished my "flower room" which had been almost dry for more than a year.

His tongue sent waves of pleasure through me, quickly engulfing me. My 'petals,' untouched by a man for over a year, burst forth like a flood, releasing copious amounts of fluid that he swallowed whole! At that moment, I was completely absorbed in the waves of pleasure.

I was intoxicated by the intense passion, accepting any strange movements or tricks he made without hesitation.

Because I was almost going crazy in this wonderful, exciting tide.

"Wow! My God!" The young man was amazing, so cute, and so captivating. His penis, which had just ejaculated, became hard and erect again after being caressed by my delicate hand.

"Jianguo! Good boy...don't...don't lick...don't bite...don't suck anymore...quickly...quickly put your big cock...into Auntie's...little hole...Auntie...is so itchy...I can't hold back anymore...good boy...be good...quickly...quickly...put it in..."

Seeing my expression and wanton state, Jianguo was also aroused, his penis throbbing.

So he jumped off the bed, grabbed a big pillow, and put it under my fat buttocks.

He spread my thighs apart and raised them, standing on the edge of the bed in the "old man pushing a cart" position, holding his big cock, first using the big glans to grind against my clitoris for a while, grinding until my whole body was incredibly itchy, mixed with a sour, numb, and itchy feeling, it felt both comfortable and uncomfortable.

Especially the hollow feeling in my mons pubis, it's indescribable.

"Good Jianguo! My dear son... my sweetheart... Auntie... my little cunt is so itchy... my whole body is so uncomfortable... stop teasing me... stop rubbing... Auntie really... can't hold back anymore... hurry... hurry and put it in... please... my little baby..." I couldn't help but cry out.

Jianguo also felt that if he didn't give me a good fucking now, I would hate him for life.

So, aiming at my hairy and sexy red vaginal opening, he thrust forward forcefully, "plop!" the head of his penis entered.

"Ouch...oh my god...it hurts...it hurts so much..."

"Auntie! Does it hurt a lot?"

"Yes! My little darling, that sudden thrust from you just now really hurt me, but it's much better now that you're not moving.

Be gentle in a bit, my auntie's pussy has never been penetrated by a cock as big as yours before, and besides, I've been a widow for over a year, so my vagina is naturally much tighter.

My sweetheart! You have to cherish Auntie, okay? My good baby."

"Auntie! I will cherish you! When we play later, if you tell me to go fast, I'll go fast; if you tell me to go slow, I'll go slow; if you tell me to go lightly, I'll go lightly; if you tell me to go hard, I'll go hard, I'll do whatever you say, okay?" After saying that, she lowered her head and kissed my lips deeply.

"That's my good boy, my sweet son, come on! Be gentle."

"Okay." Upon hearing this, Jianguo thrust his hips forward, and his big cock went in about three inches further.

"Ah! Baby...stop...stop...it hurts...it hurts so much inside Auntie's hole, it's so swollen..."

Upon hearing this, Jianguo immediately stopped moving, looked at my pained face, and asked, "Auntie! How many children have you had?"

"I've had a boy and a girl, why do you ask?"

"Physiologically speaking, Auntie has already had two children, your vagina should be looser, why is your big, fat hole still so tight? It's so strange."

"What's so strange about that? Men's and women's physiological structures differ from person to person.

My little one! Did you know? Men's penises vary in thickness and length; some have large glans, some small.

Women's mons pubis can be plump or flat; labia can be thick or thin; vaginal walls can be loose or tight; vaginas can be deep or shallow, and so on."

"Hmm! I didn't know there were so many differences. So, what type is Auntie's vulva?"

"Auntie's vulva is the type with a plump mons pubis, thick labia, tight vaginal walls, and a deep vagina."

"Then, is my penis suitable for Auntie's vulva?"

"My little one, my good boy, your penis is more than suitable."

"Why? Auntie, please tell me, let me know the reason."

"My darling! Your penis is the dream of every woman.

Baby, do you know that?"

"That's why I'm asking you! Auntie, stop being so mysterious! Tell me!"

"My good son! Your penis is not only thick, long, and huge, but it's also more sinewy than fleshy, with a large head and a sharp base, and thick, hard, and protruding edges, just like a big mushroom. "

"My little darling! Women need a big cock like yours to penetrate them to feel pleasure, comfort, satisfaction, and pleasure." I explained to him patiently.

"What's the reason? Every man has a penis, right? Can't he still make a woman feel satisfied and happy?"

"Sweetie! That's your mistake. Although every man has a penis, each one is different. A penis

as thick as yours will feel full when inserted, and a longer one can reach all the way to the uterus, producing an orgasm.

A penis with a thick, hard, and protruding glans will rub against the tender flesh of the vaginal walls during penetration, producing boundless pleasure.

Especially a penis with more sinew than flesh will be more powerful, vigorous, and enduring when penetrating."

"I understand, but I don't fully grasp it."

"Okay! Let me explain it to you in a simpler way.

For example, some men are tall and fat, looking very strong, but actually their muscles are loose and flabby, lacking any strength.

Another type of man is neither fat nor thin, but strong and muscular, with firm muscles. You can tell at a glance that he's powerful and vigorous; his muscles are like iron bones, incredibly strong.

Think about it, the difference between the latter's 'muscles' and the former's 'muscles' is enough to distinguish the superiority of the former. Do you understand now?"

"I completely understand, Auntie! Your analysis is fantastic, truly based on experience. You've helped me understand women's psychology. It turns out women like men with thick, long, large, hard, and powerful penises to make them feel comfortable, satisfied, and fulfilled!"

"Of course! Need I say more? What woman doesn't like a thick, long, big, hard, powerful, and long-lasting penis? Who would like a soft, weak, and useless penis that's all show and no substance? My darling! If a woman meets a penis like yours and you've fucked her, she'll love you madly, insanely, and obsessively for the rest of her life, you know that? Sweetheart, come on! I've been so busy talking that I've neglected the important matter.

Auntie's pussy is itchy again... hurry up and fuck me..."

"Okay! Auntie." Jian Guo replied, then pushed my legs between my breasts, making my vulva more prominent, and with another push, he penetrated about three inches more.

"Oh dear!... It's so swollen... My dear son... Auntie feels so... so swollen... and it hurts so much... I really don't know... what it feels like... It hurts... it itches... it's sour... and it's swollen..."

"Auntie! There are still more than two inches left to go in, just a little while... when it's all in... Auntie will know what it feels like!"

When I heard him say that there were still more than two inches left to go in, I felt both happy and scared. If I really swallowed his eight-inch-long and two-inch-thick cock, I really didn't know what it would feel like. How could my little hole take it? I didn't care about anything else. "Better to die from swelling than from hunger." Besides, my purpose was to have him relieve my sexual hunger. If I was afraid of "dying," wouldn't that betray my original intention? Why did I even come out to relax? What was the point of relieving my boredom? So, I wiggled my plump buttocks and cried out in a wanton voice, "Baby! Good son... hurry... hurry and thrust it in hard... let... let Auntie eat... eat a whole one... to satisfy my craving... to relieve my itching... to quench my hunger... to quench my thirst... my little darling... baby..."

When Jianguo heard my lewd cries and the seductive and alluring expression on my face, how could he resist?

So he thrust again with force, all the way in, his big glans reaching inside my uterus, stimulating my whole body to tremble, my vagina suddenly contracted, and a stream of lustful fluid gushed out involuntarily.

"Oh...it's killing me...and...it feels so good..."

Jian Guo felt his large glans being tightly enveloped by his uterine flower, sucking and releasing, making him feel extremely comfortable and wonderful.

Then he began to thrust in and out with great force, each thrust reaching the very root, each one hitting the flesh, fiercely and bravely thrusting dozens of times in succession.

His fierce and relentless attacks made me feel incredibly comfortable, and I involuntarily swayed my plump buttocks desperately to meet his vigorous thrusts.

Each time he slammed into me, my whole body trembled, putting me in a state of high excitement, floating on air, and I cried tears of joy.

This was understandable; I had been a widow for over a year and had long forgotten the taste of flesh! It's been such a long, long time since I've enjoyed the caresses and affection of a man! Tonight, I've "returned to the flesh," and I've tasted such a thick, long, and enormous "meat stick"—a handsome young man, brimming with masculine vigor, boundless energy, and robust stamina.

The pleasure of lovemaking, the joy of intimacy, that I've almost forgotten for so long, has returned. How could I not feel ecstatic, overjoyed, weeping with pleasure, tears streaming down my face as I revel in his love? I moan, I sway, I thrust, I move, pressing my vulva even closer to his large penis.

My juices flow like a river bursting its banks, gushing forth in waves, overflowing like a flood.

"My little darling... my good son... you're really my precious darling... you've sent me to heaven... I'm so happy I'm going crazy... my little husband... your big-cocked little lover... you, you fuck me to death... I'm so happy... ah... ah... I... I've come again..."

Jian Guo, with eyes on the lewd scene and ears listening to the erotic sounds, was stimulated like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, ready to devour its prey.

He put all his strength into it, thrusting and pumping frantically, his large glans hitting my clitoris like raindrops, the "plop! plop" sounds of thrusting were incessant, a symphony of "sexual intercourse" that made me feel like I was dying of pleasure, my soul leaving my body, as if floating in the clouds, desperately needing to grasp something to rely on in order to feel fulfilled.

"Oh... my little baby... my little husband... Auntie... this is the first time I've tasted such... such a wonderful feeling... you... you quickly put my legs down... press down on me... let Auntie hug you... kiss you... hurry... hurry..."

Upon hearing this, Jian Guo hurriedly put down my legs, then carried me to the center of the bed, jumped up and pressed down on my body, his big penis immediately inserted into my vagina, I hugged him tightly with both hands, wrapped my legs tightly around his strong waist, and twisted my fat buttocks.

"Ah... little baby... move faster... Auntie wants you to thrust harder... thrust harder... hold Auntie tighter... that way I'll feel fulfilled... and real... ah... my dear son... my little husband... my sweetie..."

Jian Guo was held tightly by me, my large, firm breasts, soft yet firm, incredibly elastic, pressed against his chest.

My large penis was inserted into his tight vagina, hot and wet, the feeling of warmth, tightness, wetness, and slipperiness was so comfortable and wonderful.

Especially the sensation of my clitoris biting my glans, the sucking and licking sensation was indescribable.

His penis was twisted and throbbing painfully, he felt restless and uneasy.

So, °°relentlessly thrust and pounded, relentlessly attacking my little castle in the thicket of hair.

And me? When my husband was alive, although he wasn't very old (forty-seven), he was frail and suffered from a brain tumor. From the onset of his illness until his death, we hadn't had any sexual relations for over two years.

Besides, my husband's penis was short, his energy was insufficient, and his stamina was lacking. Even if he managed to get into bed, he couldn't last even three minutes before collapsing completely, utterly defeated. It was truly frustrating and infuriating.

The young man I was currently making love with was not only handsome and dashing, but also possessed a good penis and was a fearless virgin.

His virility was so intense, penetrating me to the heavens and the earth, every limb and bone felt incredibly comfortable, a strange sweetness that went straight to my heart. How could I not love him to the bone? "My little darling... my dear husband... Auntie is about to... be killed by you... you... you're really killing me... my sweetheart... I've come again... oh... I'm going to die from it... I... I... really... I'm going to die from it... oh..."

Later, in a daze, I was jolted awake by his rapid, powerful, thick, and hot semen shooting into me, drop by drop, reaching deep into my uterus.

It was truly an earth-shattering, agonizing, life-or-death battle.

I felt incredibly comfortable, utterly satisfied.

He warmed my body and soul, filled my emptiness, and quenched my thirst.

He was so adorable that I couldn't help but hug him tightly and kiss his lips and face passionately.

"Jianguo! My little darling, you're so wonderful, Auntie loves you so much, so much!"

"Auntie, I love you too! Auntie! Was it comfortable and pleasurable just now?"

"Mmm! So comfortable and pleasurable, it's the first time Auntie has ever felt so comfortable and pleasurable!"

"Really?"

"Really."

"So, is Auntie satisfied?"

"Satisfied! Satisfied! Auntie is so satisfied!"

"Then let's get some sleep and rest first, and later I'll give Auntie even more comfortable and pleasurable pleasure, okay? Dear Auntie."

"Of course! My darling little baby, my good son, my little husband."

The young man's body is wonderful, so captivating, and I love him even more.

That night, we made love twice more, making me infatuated with him beyond measure.

The next day, we stayed in the same room again, indulging in the pleasure and sweetness of sex day and night.

We were inseparable—on the bed, on the sofa, on the carpet, in the bathroom—

cuddling and kissing, licking, sucking, and biting each other's sensitive spots.

Then, whether sitting, standing, lying down, kneeling, or prone, we each used our strengths, employing various positions and variations of thrusting and sitting, freely enjoying ourselves and indulging in the most romantic and passionate pleasures.

It truly made me feel: "I envy not the immortals, but the loving couples, for when there is joy, there is joy!" During this week-long trip, except for the first day, these six days allowed us to experience a more beautiful and romantic pleasure than those of newlyweds on their honeymoon.

Because we are two people having an affair.

An affair is illegal, far more mysterious and interesting than a legal relationship. It's not only tense but also exciting, giving the affairr an indescribable sense of excitement and satisfaction.

Why do men always feel that "the grass is always greener on the other side"? And why do women always feel that "other men are better than their husbands"? Their purpose is nothing more than wanting to taste "what it's like to be with a woman other than your wife"? Is she really "sweeter" than your wife? How is the drive of a man other than your husband? Is he "better" than your husband? The man in front of me (Wen Jianguo) is, of course, a hundred times, a thousand times better than my deadbeat husband! So we finished one round, then went on and on, making love until our limbs were weak and we were completely exhausted.

This was a "feast of passion" I had never experienced before. I truly wished we could never be separated and could live together—how wonderful that would be! However, it was impossible. I had children, a mother-in-law, and he was so young, not to mention I was seventeen or eighteen years older than him.

The happy days seemed to pass so quickly. In the blink of an eye, a week-long trip had come to its last day. Tonight was our last night together. After a passionate and intense battle, we rested for a moment, then went on another fierce struggle, as if tomorrow would be the end of the world.

"All good things must come to an end," and with every gathering must come a parting. We exchanged phone numbers before reluctantly parting ways and heading home.

Ever since I broke my "abstinence" and indulged in "meat," I've been constantly thinking about him since returning home. I couldn't eat or drink, I was restless and couldn't sit still. I couldn't sleep at night either, and my vagina was unbearably itchy. I finally endured it for a week, but I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to call his office, but to my surprise, he called me!

I was so excited and happy! We met at the agreed-upon coffee shop, and after finishing our coffee, we eagerly found a hotel.

We entered the room and embraced tightly, kissing passionately. Then we undressed and lay on the bed together, caressing each other's bodies.

"My little darling! I thought you'd forgotten about this old lady! Auntie has been waiting day and night, and today I finally got a call from my precious little darling."

"Auntie! How could I forget you? A beautiful woman like you is someone I could only dream of! Especially since you bring me so much joy and pleasure in life, I'm destined to love you for life!"

"Really? My little darling, you're not kidding me, are you?" I was so happy I almost jumped for joy.

"Really, if Auntie doesn't believe me, I'll swear to you."

"My darling, don't swear, of course Auntie believes you!" As soon as I heard him about to swear, I quickly covered his mouth with my hand to stop him from making the vow.

"Seriously, Auntie! You absolutely can't tell from your face and body that you're a middle-aged woman in your early forties. I believe that even ten years from now, when you're in your early fifties, all the young men will still be fantasizing about you.

They might even masturbate to satisfy their fantasies if they can't have you!"

"Oh my god! That's so awful! What do you mean I'll still be fantasizing about young men in my early fifties? Wouldn't that make me some kind of bewitching old vixen?"

"Old vixen? Not quite. Those are just terms used by wives to describe women who bewitch their husbands.

But you are indeed very charming, Auntie, especially the way your little plump hole sucks my big glans—it's amazing!

I'm completely captivated by that suction technique. It's only been a week since I last saw you..." I miss you day and night.

I couldn't resist anymore today, so I called you right away to ask you out for a get-together.

Auntie! You're simply a stunningly sexy woman, one in a million!"

"Hey, you're not coming! You naughty Jian Guo, you're making fun of me, I hate you so much.

If I had gotten married a few years earlier, I could have given birth to you and be your mother! And you still dare to bully me, you! You're such a hateful little devil! I... I really don't know how to scold you to vent my anger.

" I pretended to be nonchalant, but I was actually secretly delighted.

"Oh dear! My dear aunt, my dear mother, please don't be angry. I was just teasing you. If you get angry and hurt that sexy, alluring body, your son will feel sorry for you.

Come on! Let your son use his big cock to insert into your mother's plump little hole where I was born, to properly apologize to you, okay? My dear mother."

"You rascal! If you really are my biological son, how can you insert into your mother's plump little hole? Isn't that incest? It's outrageous!"

"You said that if we had married a few years earlier, we could have given birth to someone like me!"

"Sweetie! That's just a metaphor! Think about it, I'm sixteen or seventeen years older than you. In this modern age, there are many fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls who are either unmarried or married mothers. Could I have given birth to you? It's definitely not me taking advantage of you! Right?"

"Right! I think that when men and women make love, regardless of their social status or age difference, the goal is to enjoy the climax. Of course, the more intimately they moan and the more wildly they act, the better, so they can experience a truly wonderful state! Mommy, don't you think?"

"Yes, you're absolutely right! Then we really look like 'mother and son' now!"

"Mommy! So, do you still want 'son's' big cock to go inside 'mother's' little fat hole?"

"Oh! Why wouldn't you want it? My dear son, 'Mommy's' little plump hole is welcoming 'son's' big cock!"

And so this fake mother and son, their act turned real, enjoyed the pleasures of love! From then on, we frequently met for trysts, and although there was a significant age difference between us, he became like my lover and my little husband.

Every time we met, we would always enjoy a passionate game of lovemaking.

My daughter, a high school sophomore, will be taking the college entrance exam in a year, but her grades in English and math are not very good, so I want to ask Jian Guo to be her tutor.

My motivation stemmed primarily from a latent desire within me: to spend more time with him under the guise of a tutor, thus avoiding detection by my mother-in-law, and to allow him into our home so we could enjoy intimacy.

However, my plan completely backfired.

Jian Guo came to my house every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evening to tutor my daughter, and on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday evenings, he would invite me to his rented place for intimate moments.

When he and my daughter were working on their homework, I would always step aside and not disturb them.

Before I knew it, Jian Guo had been tutoring my daughter for over three months. That evening, my mother-in-law was staying with her daughter for a few days, and my son was going on a school camping trip and wouldn't be home for three days. I went out shopping as usual, but returned earlier than usual.

I opened the door cautiously, careful not to disturb their homework. As I entered the living room, I suddenly heard moans and heavy breathing coming from my daughter's room. Having been through similar experiences, I recognized those sounds as the excited sounds of lovers making love.

I was shocked. I tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open a crack to peek.

Jianguo and my daughter were naked, embracing each other, making love passionately and wildly, oblivious to everyone around them, uttering excited moans.

I was furious, but I didn't have the courage to catch them in the act. So, amidst my daughter's continued moans, I turned and left her room, returning to my own and lying on the bed, sulking.

Unexpectedly, my daughter and I had sexual relations with the same man—the man I seduced, the one I loved to the core, and the one who could satisfy my sexual desires.

I wanted to quit my tutoring job and cut ties with him, but I just couldn't bear to part with him, nor could I live without his thick, long, and large penis to fill the "bottomless pit" in my heart. My sex drive is too strong; a normal-sized penis is simply not enough, let alone satisfy me! After much deliberation, I came up with a "win-win-win" solution.

The next night, I went to his place, and as usual, we had a passionate lovemaking session.

After resting for a while, I told him about what I had witnessed him having sex with my daughter the night before, and then asked him if what had happened was right, and what his plans were for my daughter and me in the future. "Dear Mom! I know it shouldn't have been like this, but your daughter is just as alluring and sexy as you.

She also said she likes me and loves me, which made me fall in love with her too, and that's why I did what I did last night.

Dear Auntie, dear Mom, please forgive me!"

"So, which of us is better, you or your daughter? Who do you truly love?"

"You're both good, I love you both."

"Hey! That's a very straightforward answer, both are good, both are loved, but there has to be one to compare, right?"

"Mom! If you insist on making a comparison, then I'll be frank.

Your daughter's beauty is like a budding flower, while yours is like a fully bloomed flower, both captivating and alluring.

As for your daughter's vagina, it's like a ripe green apple, a little astringent.

But my plump vagina is like a ripe peach, sweet and ripe, juicy and tender, sweet and delicious.

I also..." "I much prefer your plump, wet, and incredibly skilled vagina, Mom.

Your daughter's vagina, besides being a bit tight, is useless because she doesn't have any internal strength. It's a '

fat hole.' Your mother's plump vagina is not only tight and small, but also very wet, and her internal strength is superb. It's much better than your daughter's, and it's more enjoyable, comfortable, and pleasurable to play with.

Of course, I like you more and love you more, my dear mother."

"So, what are your plans for the future of us, mother and daughter?"

"This... I... I..."

I saw that he couldn't answer for a moment, and I knew that he couldn't choose between me and my daughter.

"This...what...I know you're having trouble deciding, but I have a 'win-win-win' solution.

From now on, I won't interfere when you have sex with my daughter, but you must abide by the following rules:

First: You cannot get her pregnant.

Second: You cannot let anyone else know about your relationship.

Third: You absolutely cannot let her know about my relationship with you.

Fourth: The dates and times of your rendezvous with me cannot clash with the dates and times of your rendezvous with her.

After all, we are mother and daughter, and if we both have sex with the same man, it will be disastrous." "How embarrassing and humiliating!

If you two truly love each other, I won't object to your marriage, but you must never let her know about our relationship, and you must continue to provide Mom with emotional and physical comfort and sexual satisfaction. Can you agree to these conditions?"

"My dear mother, of course I agree! Only a fool wouldn't agree to such good conditions! I'm so happy, so joyful!" "

You rascal! You're truly my destined little devil, my little nemesis. For you, I've even sacrificed my daughter. Now we'll see how you treat us, mother and daughter! You've taken all the advantages; of course you're happy and joyful." "Thank you,

dear mother! Your son will take good care of you and serve you well from now on."

"Yes! This is my good son, my little darling, my heart and soul."

After arranging this "win-win-win" plan, in this contradictory and absurd situation, we reignited our passion.

In our joy, we reached several climaxes, and in a state of complete satisfaction, we ended our pleasurable rendezvous.

I was deeply infatuated with him, treating him like my husband, like someone addicted to psychedelic drugs! I couldn't do without him to satisfy my sexual needs! I, as a mother, am also a woman! If I can't control my own sexual needs, how can I discipline my daughter who is just beginning to experience puberty? So, I had no choice but to use a swift and decisive approach to achieve a "win-win-win" arrangement and resolve this "major issue"!

Since my husband's passing, my life had been empty, lonely, and utterly boring. Unexpectedly, during a trip, I met him again by chance, and a tragic fate began.

We developed a relationship that went beyond friendship, ending my widowhood.

A little over a year ago, my husband passed away from a brain tumor, leaving me heartbroken and depressed for a while.

Fortunately, he left behind a considerable fortune, ensuring my financial security and easing some of my worries.

Because life was so monotonous and lonely, my mother-in-law suggested I join a group tour.

My daughter, in high school, and my son, in middle school, also encouraged me to get away for a while.

So, I accepted their suggestions and decided to go on a trip.

We met on the tour bus in this group. Since our seats were in the same row, mine was by the window, and his was by the aisle.

He politely introduced himself, saying that after graduating from university, he worked for a company, and this was a special vacation after a year of service, so he was traveling alone to relieve the stress and fatigue of the past year.

He was quite handsome and fit, a very likeable young man.

Traveling alone felt rather lonely, so having a young man of the opposite sex to chat with wasn't bad! Thus, we became close friends despite our age difference, sitting side-by-side on the tour bus, chatting animatedly while enjoying the scenery outside.

He was witty and charming, which made me like him even more.

His name was Wen Jianguo, he was twenty-seven years old, and single.

As for me, I was a widow in my early forties, sixteen or seventeen years older than

him. But somehow, it seemed like we were destined to be together. My heart, which had almost become a still well, suddenly rippled, and my desire stirred, even making my private parts itchy and wet.

This inexplicable feeling instantly stirred within me the urge to seduce him, to become my lover.

Let me experience the youthful energy, passion, wildness, ruggedness, and virility of a young, strong man—what is it like? What different pleasures does it offer? Anyway, I've been a widow for my husband for over a year now, and I've done my duty to him! I still have a long way to go in my life, and I simply can't bear to endure this loneliness and emptiness any longer! There's a saying: "Thirty is easier to get through, forty is the hardest, and fifty is the worst.

" This describes the most painful and unbearable time for a woman at this age when she loses her partner.

Many people may think this is an exaggeration and not believe it.

However, for married women who have had sexual relations for ten or twenty years, the pain of sudden cessation is something that outsiders can never truly understand or feel.

Of course, there are women who remain widows until their husbands die, but the amount of determination and endurance they mustered, the countless nights of torment and suffering from sexual desire they endured—this is something not every widow could do or bear.

I, however, could not do it, could not endure it.

Because in my blood lies an innate passion, a wildness, and a latent element of lust and strong desire.

Without male comfort for a long time, I would surely die of thirst and despondency.

To die in such torment would be utterly worthless; I would rather open my heart and enjoy myself.

That night, we didn't join the other group activities but stayed at the same hotel.

He suggested having dinner, drinks, and conversation in his room, and I gladly accepted! This was exactly what I had hoped for! I wonder what people will think of our relationship since we're sharing a room! Given our ages and appearances, we really look like a mother and son! But who cares! Let them think what they want! We ate, drank, and chatted. Honestly, this was the happiest and most joyful meal I'd had with a man since my husband passed away over a year ago. It made me feel ecstatic, like I was reliving my girlhood, indulging in romance.

We ate and drank until we were both slightly tipsy.

"Auntie, I'm so happy and joyful today! I never expected to meet you on my trip. Not only did you give me a wonderful companion during this solitary journey, but we also hit it off immediately and had a wonderful chat. Thank you so much for relieving my loneliness and boredom during the trip. Thank you even more for having dinner, drinks,

and chatting with me." "Mr. Wen! Please don't be so polite. I'm the one who should be thanking you for treating me to dinner and drinks and chatting with me, which also relieved my loneliness and boredom during the trip."

"Alright, alright, let's not be so polite. You're an elder, and we should treat you well."

"Look at you, telling me not to be polite, but you're being even more polite."

"Sorry, I misspoke, okay!"

"Hmm, that's more like it!" I said, somewhat coquettishly.

"Auntie! Why are you traveling alone? Why aren't your husband and children traveling with you?" "

My husband passed away over a year ago from a malignant brain tumor. I was so lonely and bored at home, so I joined a tour group to get away and cheer myself up. My two children are in school and can't come with me, so I'm traveling alone."

"Oh! I see. I'm sorry, Auntie! I brought up your painful past."

"It's alright. He's been dead for over a year. The sadness has already gone too far. There's nothing left to be sad about. As the saying goes, 'Death is death, death is the end.

' Everything is over! This world belongs to the living, not the dead. We living people have the right to enjoy the beauty of life.

Young man! Don't you think so? Right?"

"Auntie is absolutely right, I feel the same way.

Life is only a few decades long, and if you don't enjoy it, you're wasting your time in this wonderful world.

It's a complete fool, a total idiot, working so hard every day without a moment's enjoyment—what's the point of living?"

"You're absolutely right. So what do you do after work?"

"After work, I mostly stay in my rented apartment, watching TV or reading magazines. Sometimes I go to a movie or have a couple of drinks to kill time."

"Why don't you invite your girlfriend out for a walk or a chat?"

"Auntie! I don't have a girlfriend yet!"

"What? You don't have a girlfriend? I don't believe it. With your handsome, dashing, and strong appearance, plus the fact that you graduated from university, how could you not have a girlfriend? No matter what, I just don't believe it."

"It's true, I'm not lying to you, Auntie! I'm a young man who has just entered the workforce. I have no financial foundation at all, and my family's circumstances aren't very good.

I'm the eldest son, and I have many younger siblings, so I have to send half of my monthly salary home to help support the family. The trip I took was only possible because I received a bonus for outstanding work performance."

"Dating a girlfriend costs money everywhere. Besides sending half of my salary home, I don't have much left. I still have to pay rent and living expenses, so how can I afford to date a girlfriend? Anyway, I'm still young. I can date a girlfriend in a few years when my financial situation is better!"

After hearing his explanation, I felt inexplicably excited. It turned out that this big boy in front of me didn't even have a girlfriend. He might still be a virgin.

Already feeling aroused, and with the lingering effects of the alcohol I'd just consumed, my boldness grew. Without hesitation or restraint, I asked bluntly and openly, "Young man! So you're saying you've never been with a woman before, and have never experienced what it's like to be with one?" "

Yes, Auntie! I've never been with a woman before, and I don't know what it's like to be with one. Tonight is the first time I've eaten, drunk, and chatted with you!" "

Really? You're not lying to me?"

"It's true, believe it or not, Auntie, are you a woman?"

"Of course I'm a woman! Why are you asking?"

"I've never seen what a woman's naked body looks like. Auntie, can I see it?"

"...That's so embarrassing, and...Auntie isn't young anymore, my figure isn't as slender and pretty as a young girl's!" Although I said this, I was actually already eager to taste this 'virgin man's' unique scent! "It's alright! Auntie, let me see!"

"No! I'm too embarrassed!"

"Then you can see mine, and I'll see yours too, okay?"

"Okay!" I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree, actually using a 'playing hard to get' tactic.

In fact, I hadn't seen or played with a man's 'penis' for over a year, and I really wanted to see if his looked like my ideal? If it suited my taste? Upon hearing my agreement, he excitedly and hastily stripped naked, standing before me. His thick, long, and enormous penis, seemingly about to explode, certainly did not disappoint.

The glans was the size of a child's fist, a glistening purplish-red, with prominent veins. His entire penis was erect, almost touching his lower abdomen! "Wow! My goodness!" I couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. What a magnificent, hard, thick, and enormous 'big meat stick'! This was exactly what I had dreamed of, what I had longed for.

My precious treasure! My wish had come true, and I couldn't help but reach out and grasp it.

"Wow~!" So thick, so hard, so hot; my small hands could barely hold it.

I tested its length, and wow, it was at least eight inches long. I tried to move it with my hand, but it wouldn't budge, standing straight and hard, like an iron rod.

No! An iron rod, though hard, is cold.

But this one was hard and hot, like a red-hot iron rod, alive and vibrant.

My heart was pounding in my chest, my eyes fixed on his erect, huge penis. I never imagined his penis would be so "spectacular," twice as thick and long as my dead husband's. My heart

skipped a beat, and I cupped that "big club" in both hands and stroked it.

The grooves and ridges on that lump of flesh, the thick, hard barbs, really looked like a giant mushroom.

I was quite fond of it, so I squatted down, brought my face close to it, and rubbed it back and forth on my cheek.

"Auntie! I've already shown you mine! Why won't you show me?"

"I...I...I'm shy!"

"That's not fair. You've already seen mine, and I'm not shy, so why should you be? If you don't show me, then I won't show you either, and I'm going to put my clothes on!"

"Alright! You little devil, Auntie will show you!" I had no choice but to show him.

So, I stood up and took off all my clothes until I was completely naked.

He stared intently at my naked body and the thick, dark pubic hair between my legs.

I stared back at his genitals, noticing his penis was even more erect, high, and hard, as if it might burst at any moment.

Wen Jianguo was also stunned by the sight of the middle-aged beauty before him, her voluptuous, snow-white, sexy, and mature body! "Wow!" What a sexy and charming body, so beautiful and alluring, like a blooming flower, dazzling and radiant, a masterpiece of God.

A pair of large, firm, snow-white breasts, with large, reddish-brown nipples like grapes, and bright red areolas; a flat abdomen with fine gray wrinkles, a deep-set navel, and a large, thick patch of pubic hair growing on her mons pubis, obscuring the view below.

"Auntie! I can't see clearly! Let me see more clearly, okay?" he said, forcefully trying to spread my legs apart.

I cried out, "Ah...no...don't..."

Ignoring my cries, he picked me up and laid me on the bed. He then got on the bed himself, adopting a 69 position, admiring and playing with each other's genitals.

"Auntie! I want to take a good, careful look at your big, fat pussy."

"Ah! How embarrassing... I'm so ashamed... There's nothing to see... You... you... don't look..."

"What's there to be ashamed of? There's no one else in the room, Auntie! Don't be embarrassed! Spread your legs wider so I can see more clearly! Please! Please!"

I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree: "Okay! Look all you want!" My legs spread wide, completely exposing my mysterious "private property" to him.

He smiled happily, brought his face close to my legs, and gently parted the two "petals" under my thick pubic hair with his hands.

He not only parted the "petals" but also kept stroking them and the thick pubic hair, making me tremble and get goosebumps.

I felt somewhat shy on one hand, and inexplicably excited on the other. Looking at his expression, I knew he was just as excited as I was. He was breathing heavily, his hot breath constantly spraying onto my mons pubis.

"Little brother! Let me take a closer look at your thing... Auntie... hasn't seen a man's thing for over a year!"

His penis stood erect in front of me, indeed quite impressive. He was truly a young man, firm, strong, and erect, with the heroic posture and spirit of a man who could hold off ten thousand men. It was truly a fine treasure, a fine "meat stick."

I was overjoyed, inexplicably excited, and my desire surged. I rubbed my cheek against it, caressed it, and cherished it. Because it had been so long since I had touched a man's genitals, my excitement gradually grew.

Just looking and touching wasn't enough to satisfy me, nor was it stimulating enough.

So, without hesitation, I started sucking and licking it.

"Ah...ah...Auntie..." he groaned.

I took his "big cock" deep into my mouth, then gently stirred, sucked, and licked his glans with my tongue, moving in and out, swallowing and releasing, embracing his shaft.

A strange, intense urge and a thrill made me lick and suck his penis incessantly, never tiring of it, and my interest was high.

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...Auntie...you really know how...oh..." He was probably experiencing this for the first time, and he shouted with joy. His big glans became slippery in my mouth, and some secretions seeped out. I sucked and licked it desperately, enjoying it immensely.

"Wow! So comfortable, so satisfying.

I...I've never experienced this before...Auntie...dear Auntie...you're really my dear Auntie...flesh Auntie...it's so beautiful..." he exclaimed again.

His fingers continued to caress my wet "petals" and pubic hair, and I continued to suck and lick his penis.

But deep down, I longed to insert it into my "flower house" as soon as possible to fill it and satisfy it.

In my mind, I cried out, "I want it... I want it inside me..."

Suddenly, he pressed his hands against my head, panting, "Auntie! Don't lick... don't suck anymore... I can't take it anymore..."

From his expression and cries, I knew he was approaching climax and about to ejaculate.

Ignoring his cries,

I sucked desperately. "Ah... Auntie... dear Auntie... I... I ejaculated..." A thick, hot stream of semen shot out, filling my mouth, which I swallowed without hesitation.

"Ah... dear auntie... so beautiful... so comfortable... your oral skills are amazing..."

I spat out his now-softened penis, first licking off the semen that covered it with my tongue, then gently stroking it in my hand, asking, "Jianguo, was it comfortable just now? Did it hurt?"

"Dear auntie! So comfortable, so pleasurable, your oral skills are truly amazing, so wonderful! Now it's my turn to repay your 'gift' just now, let you taste my oral skills too!"

After he finished speaking, he brought his mouth to my vulva, licking, sucking, and biting with a fierce and passionate momentum, occasionally plunging his tongue deep into my vagina and stirring it.

Ah! That was when I had intense desires, and no man was there to help me, so I couldn't suppress or control them. I would masturbate with my fingers to achieve intense pleasure, especially when he gently bit my clitoris with his teeth, it was so itchy.

"Oh! Oh... Jianguo... you little devil... stop licking... Auntie... it's so itchy... I can't stand it... ahh... don't bite... it's so sore... you... you're teasing... teasing Auntie to death... you're... you're killing me... oh..."

I was saying one thing, but my buttocks were desperately raised and thrust towards his mouth, craving his tongue to go deeper and stimulate me more.

This made me tremble all over, a wonderful feeling of complete ecstasy, a wave of passion and pleasure that nourished my "flower room" which had been almost dry for more than a year.

His tongue sent waves of pleasure through me, quickly engulfing me. My 'petals,' untouched by a man for over a year, burst forth like a flood, releasing copious amounts of fluid that he swallowed whole! At that moment, I was completely absorbed in the waves of pleasure.

I was intoxicated by the intense passion, accepting any strange movements or tricks he made without hesitation.

Because I was almost going crazy in this wonderful, exciting tide.

"Wow! My God!" The young man was amazing, so cute, and so captivating. His penis, which had just ejaculated, became hard and erect again after being caressed by my delicate hand.

"Jianguo! Good boy...don't...don't lick...don't bite...don't suck anymore...quickly...quickly put your big cock...into Auntie's...little hole...Auntie...is so itchy...I can't hold back anymore...good boy...be good...quickly...quickly...put it in..."

Seeing my expression and wanton state, Jianguo was also aroused, his penis throbbing.

So he jumped off the bed, grabbed a big pillow, and put it under my fat buttocks.

He spread my thighs apart and raised them, standing on the edge of the bed in the "old man pushing a cart" position, holding his big cock, first using the big glans to grind against my clitoris for a while, grinding until my whole body was incredibly itchy, mixed with a sour, numb, and itchy feeling, it felt both comfortable and uncomfortable.

Especially the hollow feeling in my mons pubis, it's indescribable.

"Good Jianguo! My dear son... my sweetheart... Auntie... my little cunt is so itchy... my whole body is so uncomfortable... stop teasing me... stop rubbing... Auntie really... can't hold back anymore... hurry... hurry and put it in... please... my little baby..." I couldn't help but cry out.

Jianguo also felt that if he didn't give me a good fucking now, I would hate him for life.

So, aiming at my hairy and sexy red vaginal opening, he thrust forward forcefully, "plop!" the head of his penis entered.

"Ouch...oh my god...it hurts...it hurts so much..."

"Auntie! Does it hurt a lot?"

"Yes! My little darling, that sudden thrust from you just now really hurt me, but it's much better now that you're not moving.

Be gentle in a bit, my auntie's pussy has never been penetrated by a cock as big as yours before, and besides, I've been a widow for over a year, so my vagina is naturally much tighter.

My sweetheart! You have to cherish Auntie, okay? My good baby."

"Auntie! I will cherish you! When we play later, if you tell me to go fast, I'll go fast; if you tell me to go slow, I'll go slow; if you tell me to go lightly, I'll go lightly; if you tell me to go hard, I'll go hard, I'll do whatever you say, okay?" After saying that, she lowered her head and kissed my lips deeply.

"That's my good boy, my sweet son, come on! Be gentle."

"Okay." Upon hearing this, Jianguo thrust his hips forward, and his big cock went in about three inches further.

"Ah! Baby...stop...stop...it hurts...it hurts so much inside Auntie's hole, it's so swollen..."

Upon hearing this, Jianguo immediately stopped moving, looked at my pained face, and asked, "Auntie! How many children have you had?"

"I've had a boy and a girl, why do you ask?"

"Physiologically speaking, Auntie has already had two children, your vagina should be looser, why is your big, fat hole still so tight? It's so strange."

"What's so strange about that? Men's and women's physiological structures differ from person to person.

My little one! Did you know? Men's penises vary in thickness and length; some have large glans, some small.

Women's mons pubis can be plump or flat; labia can be thick or thin; vaginal walls can be loose or tight; vaginas can be deep or shallow, and so on."

"Hmm! I didn't know there were so many differences. So, what type is Auntie's vulva?"

"Auntie's vulva is the type with a plump mons pubis, thick labia, tight vaginal walls, and a deep vagina."

"Then, is my penis suitable for Auntie's vulva?"

"My little one, my good boy, your penis is more than suitable."

"Why? Auntie, please tell me, let me know the reason."

"My darling! Your penis is the dream of every woman.

Baby, do you know that?"

"That's why I'm asking you! Auntie, stop being so mysterious! Tell me!"

"My good son! Your penis is not only thick, long, and huge, but it's also more sinewy than fleshy, with a large head and a sharp base, and thick, hard, and protruding edges, just like a big mushroom. "

"My little darling! Women need a big cock like yours to penetrate them to feel pleasure, comfort, satisfaction, and pleasure." I explained to him patiently.

"What's the reason? Every man has a penis, right? Can't he still make a woman feel satisfied and happy?"

"Sweetie! That's your mistake. Although every man has a penis, each one is different. A penis

as thick as yours will feel full when inserted, and a longer one can reach all the way to the uterus, producing an orgasm.

A penis with a thick, hard, and protruding glans will rub against the tender flesh of the vaginal walls during penetration, producing boundless pleasure.

Especially a penis with more sinew than flesh will be more powerful, vigorous, and enduring when penetrating."

"I understand, but I don't fully grasp it."

"Okay! Let me explain it to you in a simpler way.

For example, some men are tall and fat, looking very strong, but actually their muscles are loose and flabby, lacking any strength.

Another type of man is neither fat nor thin, but strong and muscular, with firm muscles. You can tell at a glance that he's powerful and vigorous; his muscles are like iron bones, incredibly strong.

Think about it, the difference between the latter's 'muscles' and the former's 'muscles' is enough to distinguish the superiority of the former. Do you understand now?"

"I completely understand, Auntie! Your analysis is fantastic, truly based on experience. You've helped me understand women's psychology. It turns out women like men with thick, long, large, hard, and powerful penises to make them feel comfortable, satisfied, and fulfilled!"

"Of course! Need I say more? What woman doesn't like a thick, long, big, hard, powerful, and long-lasting penis? Who would like a soft, weak, and useless penis that's all show and no substance? My darling! If a woman meets a penis like yours and you've fucked her, she'll love you madly, insanely, and obsessively for the rest of her life, you know that? Sweetheart, come on! I've been so busy talking that I've neglected the important matter.

Auntie's pussy is itchy again... hurry up and fuck me..."

"Okay! Auntie." Jian Guo replied, then pushed my legs between my breasts, making my vulva more prominent, and with another push, he penetrated about three inches more.

"Oh dear!... It's so swollen... My dear son... Auntie feels so... so swollen... and it hurts so much... I really don't know... what it feels like... It hurts... it itches... it's sour... and it's swollen..."

"Auntie! There are still more than two inches left to go in, just a little while... when it's all in... Auntie will know what it feels like!"

When I heard him say that there were still more than two inches left to go in, I felt both happy and scared. If I really swallowed his eight-inch-long and two-inch-thick cock, I really didn't know what it would feel like. How could my little hole take it? I didn't care about anything else. "Better to die from swelling than from hunger." Besides, my purpose was to have him relieve my sexual hunger. If I was afraid of "dying," wouldn't that betray my original intention? Why did I even come out to relax? What was the point of relieving my boredom? So, I wiggled my plump buttocks and cried out in a wanton voice, "Baby! Good son... hurry... hurry and thrust it in hard... let... let Auntie eat... eat a whole one... to satisfy my craving... to relieve my itching... to quench my hunger... to quench my thirst... my little darling... baby..."

When Jianguo heard my lewd cries and the seductive and alluring expression on my face, how could he resist?

So he thrust again with force, all the way in, his big glans reaching inside my uterus, stimulating my whole body to tremble, my vagina suddenly contracted, and a stream of lustful fluid gushed out involuntarily.

"Oh...it's killing me...and...it feels so good..."

Jian Guo felt his large glans being tightly enveloped by his uterine flower, sucking and releasing, making him feel extremely comfortable and wonderful.

Then he began to thrust in and out with great force, each thrust reaching the very root, each one hitting the flesh, fiercely and bravely thrusting dozens of times in succession.

His fierce and relentless attacks made me feel incredibly comfortable, and I involuntarily swayed my plump buttocks desperately to meet his vigorous thrusts.

Each time he slammed into me, my whole body trembled, putting me in a state of high excitement, floating on air, and I cried tears of joy.

This was understandable; I had been a widow for over a year and had long forgotten the taste of flesh! It's been such a long, long time since I've enjoyed the caresses and affection of a man! Tonight, I've "returned to the flesh," and I've tasted such a thick, long, and enormous "meat stick"—a handsome young man, brimming with masculine vigor, boundless energy, and robust stamina.

The pleasure of lovemaking, the joy of intimacy, that I've almost forgotten for so long, has returned. How could I not feel ecstatic, overjoyed, weeping with pleasure, tears streaming down my face as I revel in his love? I moan, I sway, I thrust, I move, pressing my vulva even closer to his large penis.

My juices flow like a river bursting its banks, gushing forth in waves, overflowing like a flood.

"My little darling... my good son... you're really my precious darling... you've sent me to heaven... I'm so happy I'm going crazy... my little husband... your big-cocked little lover... you, you fuck me to death... I'm so happy... ah... ah... I... I've come again..."

Jian Guo, with eyes on the lewd scene and ears listening to the erotic sounds, was stimulated like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, ready to devour its prey.

He put all his strength into it, thrusting and pumping frantically, his large glans hitting my clitoris like raindrops, the "plop! plop" sounds of thrusting were incessant, a symphony of "sexual intercourse" that made me feel like I was dying of pleasure, my soul leaving my body, as if floating in the clouds, desperately needing to grasp something to rely on in order to feel fulfilled.

"Oh... my little baby... my little husband... Auntie... this is the first time I've tasted such... such a wonderful feeling... you... you quickly put my legs down... press down on me... let Auntie hug you... kiss you... hurry... hurry..."

Upon hearing this, Jian Guo hurriedly put down my legs, then carried me to the center of the bed, jumped up and pressed down on my body, his big penis immediately inserted into my vagina, I hugged him tightly with both hands, wrapped my legs tightly around his strong waist, and twisted my fat buttocks.

"Ah... little baby... move faster... Auntie wants you to thrust harder... thrust harder... hold Auntie tighter... that way I'll feel fulfilled... and real... ah... my dear son... my little husband... my sweetie..."

Jian Guo was held tightly by me, my large, firm breasts, soft yet firm, incredibly elastic, pressed against his chest.

My large penis was inserted into his tight vagina, hot and wet, the feeling of warmth, tightness, wetness, and slipperiness was so comfortable and wonderful.

Especially the sensation of my clitoris biting my glans, the sucking and licking sensation was indescribable.

His penis was twisted and throbbing painfully, he felt restless and uneasy.

So, °°relentlessly thrust and pounded, relentlessly attacking my little castle in the thicket of hair.

And me? When my husband was alive, although he wasn't very old (forty-seven), he was frail and suffered from a brain tumor. From the onset of his illness until his death, we hadn't had any sexual relations for over two years.

Besides, my husband's penis was short, his energy was insufficient, and his stamina was lacking. Even if he managed to get into bed, he couldn't last even three minutes before collapsing completely, utterly defeated. It was truly frustrating and infuriating.

The young man I was currently making love with was not only handsome and dashing, but also possessed a good penis and was a fearless virgin.

His virility was so intense, penetrating me to the heavens and the earth, every limb and bone felt incredibly comfortable, a strange sweetness that went straight to my heart. How could I not love him to the bone? "My little darling... my dear husband... Auntie is about to... be killed by you... you... you're really killing me... my sweetheart... I've come again... oh... I'm going to die from it... I... I... really... I'm going to die from it... oh..."

Later, in a daze, I was jolted awake by his rapid, powerful, thick, and hot semen shooting into me, drop by drop, reaching deep into my uterus.

It was truly an earth-shattering, agonizing, life-or-death battle.

I felt incredibly comfortable, utterly satisfied.

He warmed my body and soul, filled my emptiness, and quenched my thirst.

He was so adorable that I couldn't help but hug him tightly and kiss his lips and face passionately.

"Jianguo! My little darling, you're so wonderful, Auntie loves you so much, so much!"

"Auntie, I love you too! Auntie! Was it comfortable and pleasurable just now?"

"Mmm! So comfortable and pleasurable, it's the first time Auntie has ever felt so comfortable and pleasurable!"

"Really?"

"Really."

"So, is Auntie satisfied?"

"Satisfied! Satisfied! Auntie is so satisfied!"

"Then let's get some sleep and rest first, and later I'll give Auntie even more comfortable and pleasurable pleasure, okay? Dear Auntie."

"Of course! My darling little baby, my good son, my little husband."

The young man's body is wonderful, so captivating, and I love him even more.

That night, we made love twice more, making me infatuated with him beyond measure.

The next day, we stayed in the same room again, indulging in the pleasure and sweetness of sex day and night.

We were inseparable—on the bed, on the sofa, on the carpet, in the bathroom—

cuddling and kissing, licking, sucking, and biting each other's sensitive spots.

Then, whether sitting, standing, lying down, kneeling, or prone, we each used our strengths, employing various positions and variations of thrusting and sitting, freely enjoying ourselves and indulging in the most romantic and passionate pleasures.

It truly made me feel: "I envy not the immortals, but the loving couples, for when there is joy, there is joy!" During this week-long trip, except for the first day, these six days allowed us to experience a more beautiful and romantic pleasure than those of newlyweds on their honeymoon.

Because we are two people having an affair.

An affair is illegal, far more mysterious and interesting than a legal relationship. It's not only tense but also exciting, giving the affairr an indescribable sense of excitement and satisfaction.

Why do men always feel that "the grass is always greener on the other side"? And why do women always feel that "other men are better than their husbands"? Their purpose is nothing more than wanting to taste "what it's like to be with a woman other than your wife"? Is she really "sweeter" than your wife? How is the drive of a man other than your husband? Is he "better" than your husband? The man in front of me (Wen Jianguo) is, of course, a hundred times, a thousand times better than my deadbeat husband! So we finished one round, then went on and on, making love until our limbs were weak and we were completely exhausted.

This was a "feast of passion" I had never experienced before. I truly wished we could never be separated and could live together—how wonderful that would be! However, it was impossible. I had children, a mother-in-law, and he was so young, not to mention I was seventeen or eighteen years older than him.

The happy days seemed to pass so quickly. In the blink of an eye, a week-long trip had come to its last day. Tonight was our last night together. After a passionate and intense battle, we rested for a moment, then went on another fierce struggle, as if tomorrow would be the end of the world.

"All good things must come to an end," and with every gathering must come a parting. We exchanged phone numbers before reluctantly parting ways and heading home.

Ever since I broke my "abstinence" and indulged in "meat," I've been constantly thinking about him since returning home. I couldn't eat or drink, I was restless and couldn't sit still. I couldn't sleep at night either, and my vagina was unbearably itchy. I finally endured it for a week, but I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to call his office, but to my surprise, he called me!

I was so excited and happy! We met at the agreed-upon coffee shop, and after finishing our coffee, we eagerly found a hotel.

We entered the room and embraced tightly, kissing passionately. Then we undressed and lay on the bed together, caressing each other's bodies.

"My little darling! I thought you'd forgotten about this old lady! Auntie has been waiting day and night, and today I finally got a call from my precious little darling."

"Auntie! How could I forget you? A beautiful woman like you is someone I could only dream of! Especially since you bring me so much joy and pleasure in life, I'm destined to love you for life!"

"Really? My little darling, you're not kidding me, are you?" I was so happy I almost jumped for joy.

"Really, if Auntie doesn't believe me, I'll swear to you."

"My darling, don't swear, of course Auntie believes you!" As soon as I heard him about to swear, I quickly covered his mouth with my hand to stop him from making the vow.

"Seriously, Auntie! You absolutely can't tell from your face and body that you're a middle-aged woman in your early forties. I believe that even ten years from now, when you're in your early fifties, all the young men will still be fantasizing about you.

They might even masturbate to satisfy their fantasies if they can't have you!"

"Oh my god! That's so awful! What do you mean I'll still be fantasizing about young men in my early fifties? Wouldn't that make me some kind of bewitching old vixen?"

"Old vixen? Not quite. Those are just terms used by wives to describe women who bewitch their husbands.

But you are indeed very charming, Auntie, especially the way your little plump hole sucks my big glans—it's amazing!

I'm completely captivated by that suction technique. It's only been a week since I last saw you..." I miss you day and night.

I couldn't resist anymore today, so I called you right away to ask you out for a get-together.

Auntie! You're simply a stunningly sexy woman, one in a million!"

"Hey, you're not coming! You naughty Jian Guo, you're making fun of me, I hate you so much.

If I had gotten married a few years earlier, I could have given birth to you and be your mother! And you still dare to bully me, you! You're such a hateful little devil! I... I really don't know how to scold you to vent my anger.

" I pretended to be nonchalant, but I was actually secretly delighted.

"Oh dear! My dear aunt, my dear mother, please don't be angry. I was just teasing you. If you get angry and hurt that sexy, alluring body, your son will feel sorry for you.

Come on! Let your son use his big cock to insert into your mother's plump little hole where I was born, to properly apologize to you, okay? My dear mother."

"You rascal! If you really are my biological son, how can you insert into your mother's plump little hole? Isn't that incest? It's outrageous!"

"You said that if we had married a few years earlier, we could have given birth to someone like me!"

"Sweetie! That's just a metaphor! Think about it, I'm sixteen or seventeen years older than you. In this modern age, there are many fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls who are either unmarried or married mothers. Could I have given birth to you? It's definitely not me taking advantage of you! Right?"

"Right! I think that when men and women make love, regardless of their social status or age difference, the goal is to enjoy the climax. Of course, the more intimately they moan and the more wildly they act, the better, so they can experience a truly wonderful state! Mommy, don't you think?"

"Yes, you're absolutely right! Then we really look like 'mother and son' now!"

"Mommy! So, do you still want 'son's' big cock to go inside 'mother's' little fat hole?"

"Oh! Why wouldn't you want it? My dear son, 'Mommy's' little plump hole is welcoming 'son's' big cock!"

And so this fake mother and son, their act turned real, enjoyed the pleasures of love! From then on, we frequently met for trysts, and although there was a significant age difference between us, he became like my lover and my little husband.

Every time we met, we would always enjoy a passionate game of lovemaking.

My daughter, a high school sophomore, will be taking the college entrance exam in a year, but her grades in English and math are not very good, so I want to ask Jian Guo to be her tutor.

My motivation stemmed primarily from a latent desire within me: to spend more time with him under the guise of a tutor, thus avoiding detection by my mother-in-law, and to allow him into our home so we could enjoy intimacy.

However, my plan completely backfired.

Jian Guo came to my house every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evening to tutor my daughter, and on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday evenings, he would invite me to his rented place for intimate moments.

When he and my daughter were working on their homework, I would always step aside and not disturb them.

Before I knew it, Jian Guo had been tutoring my daughter for over three months. That evening, my mother-in-law was staying with her daughter for a few days, and my son was going on a school camping trip and wouldn't be home for three days. I went out shopping as usual, but returned earlier than usual.

I opened the door cautiously, careful not to disturb their homework. As I entered the living room, I suddenly heard moans and heavy breathing coming from my daughter's room. Having been through similar experiences, I recognized those sounds as the excited sounds of lovers making love.

I was shocked. I tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open a crack to peek.

Jianguo and my daughter were naked, embracing each other, making love passionately and wildly, oblivious to everyone around them, uttering excited moans.

I was furious, but I didn't have the courage to catch them in the act. So, amidst my daughter's continued moans, I turned and left her room, returning to my own and lying on the bed, sulking.

Unexpectedly, my daughter and I had sexual relations with the same man—the man I seduced, the one I loved to the core, and the one who could satisfy my sexual desires.

I wanted to quit my tutoring job and cut ties with him, but I just couldn't bear to part with him, nor could I live without his thick, long, and large penis to fill the "bottomless pit" in my heart. My sex drive is too strong; a normal-sized penis is simply not enough, let alone satisfy me! After much deliberation, I came up with a "win-win-win" solution.

The next night, I went to his place, and as usual, we had a passionate lovemaking session.

After resting for a while, I told him about what I had witnessed him having sex with my daughter the night before, and then asked him if what had happened was right, and what his plans were for my daughter and me in the future. "Dear Mom! I know it shouldn't have been like this, but your daughter is just as alluring and sexy as you.

She also said she likes me and loves me, which made me fall in love with her too, and that's why I did what I did last night.

Dear Auntie, dear Mom, please forgive me!"

"So, which of us is better, you or your daughter? Who do you truly love?"

"You're both good, I love you both."

"Hey! That's a very straightforward answer, both are good, both are loved, but there has to be one to compare, right?"

"Mom! If you insist on making a comparison, then I'll be frank.

Your daughter's beauty is like a budding flower, while yours is like a fully bloomed flower, both captivating and alluring.

As for your daughter's vagina, it's like a ripe green apple, a little astringent.

But my plump vagina is like a ripe peach, sweet and ripe, juicy and tender, sweet and delicious.

I also..." "I much prefer your plump, wet, and incredibly skilled vagina, Mom.

Your daughter's vagina, besides being a bit tight, is useless because she doesn't have any internal strength. It's a '

fat hole.' Your mother's plump vagina is not only tight and small, but also very wet, and her internal strength is superb. It's much better than your daughter's, and it's more enjoyable, comfortable, and pleasurable to play with.

Of course, I like you more and love you more, my dear mother."

"So, what are your plans for the future of us, mother and daughter?"

"This... I... I..."

I saw that he couldn't answer for a moment, and I knew that he couldn't choose between me and my daughter.

"This...what...I know you're having trouble deciding, but I have a 'win-win-win' solution.

From now on, I won't interfere when you have sex with my daughter, but you must abide by the following rules:

First: You cannot get her pregnant.

Second: You cannot let anyone else know about your relationship.

Third: You absolutely cannot let her know about my relationship with you.

Fourth: The dates and times of your rendezvous with me cannot clash with the dates and times of your rendezvous with her.

After all, we are mother and daughter, and if we both have sex with the same man, it will be disastrous." "How embarrassing and humiliating!

If you two truly love each other, I won't object to your marriage, but you must never let her know about our relationship, and you must continue to provide Mom with emotional and physical comfort and sexual satisfaction. Can you agree to these conditions?"

"My dear mother, of course I agree! Only a fool wouldn't agree to such good conditions! I'm so happy, so joyful!" "

You rascal! You're truly my destined little devil, my little nemesis. For you, I've even sacrificed my daughter. Now we'll see how you treat us, mother and daughter! You've taken all the advantages; of course you're happy and joyful." "Thank you,

dear mother! Your son will take good care of you and serve you well from now on."

"Yes! This is my good son, my little darling, my heart and soul."

After arranging this "win-win-win" plan, in this contradictory and absurd situation, we reignited our passion.

In our joy, we reached several climaxes, and in a state of complete satisfaction, we ended our pleasurable rendezvous.

I was deeply infatuated with him, treating him like my husband, like someone addicted to psychedelic drugs! I couldn't do without him to satisfy my sexual needs! I, as a mother, am also a woman! If I can't control my own sexual needs, how can I discipline my daughter who is just beginning to experience puberty? So, I had no choice but to use a swift and decisive approach to achieve a "win-win-win" arrangement and resolve this "major issue"!

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