My buddy's mom

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The mature woman I'm talking about today wasn't someone I met online or through other means; she was a real
acquaintance . My parents have a colleague with whom they have a very good relationship. His son happens to be the same age as me, and we all live very close by.
We attended different elementary and middle schools in different districts, and we were classmates for nine years, becoming very good friends.

Starting in middle school, our two families often got together, usually one family going to the other's house
to eat and play cards. It was through this that I got to know my friend's mother, who
is the female protagonist of this story, Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang is a bit younger than my parents, 22 years older than me. She's an introverted and very gentle
woman. While the rest of us were having a lot of fun, she didn't participate much. What impressed me most was that she was always sitting on
the sidelines, smiling. Aunt Wang wasn't tall, only about 155 centimeters, and had a petite build.
Her appearance was that of a typical virtuous wife and loving mother (and her personality reflected that), not particularly beautiful, just average, but with very fair
skin .

Days passed like this, and the friendship between our two families continued. Before we knew it
, we graduated from high school. I got into a top university, while my friend only got into a junior college. Two years prior, my friend's father
had quit his job due to dissatisfaction at work and went into business. He earned some money, but it was very hard work, and he was exhausted every day.
Unexpectedly, during our sophomore year, my friend's father suddenly suffered a heart attack and passed away, mainly from overwork,
at less than 50 years old. After that, our two families stopped having family gatherings, mainly because we were afraid that seeing the familiar sights would remind Aunt Wang of
her painful memories. However, my two buddies and I still hung out together quite often.

Later, he graduated. It wasn't easy for college graduates to find jobs, so after a year of struggling
, he decided to take the opportunity to study abroad. His path was a bit unconventional, and I didn't quite understand it, but I knew that depending on the circumstances, he would be staying abroad for
two to four years. Before he left, my buddy asked me to visit his mother often, as it wasn't easy for a woman to live alone. I
readily agreed; we were both 22 at the time.

After that, I visited Aunt Wang from time to time. My parents also felt that she was quite lonely as a widow and
agreed to let me visit her more often.

By then, I had already graduated and was working. Due to the nature of my job, my hours were quite flexible;
I was very busy , but had plenty of free time when I wasn't. Aunt Wang was indeed very lonely, and since we were already quite familiar with each other,
she gradually started treating me like her own son. She was very kind to me, and I often ate at her house and occasionally stayed overnight.
Aunt Wang also washed many of my clothes.

We were already quite close, and although we hadn't seen each other for over two years, after spending some time together, I took
good care of her and always tried to make time for her. Our relationship grew rapidly.

Let me mention that Aunt Wang is a very traditional woman. At first, when we weren't very close, she was extremely careful
to avoid any appearance of impropriety. Even in summer, when I was at her house, she would wear long pants, and not even her feet could be exposed; she always wore
socks. However, as we gradually became more familiar, she became less conservative, though she never appeared in
the house .

I personally am quite interested in mature women, and Aunt Wang is exactly my type—fair skin and
a slightly fuller figure. By the time I was 23, Aunt Wang's son had been abroad for a year, and we had become quite close.
I also found myself gradually developing feelings for her. I've never had any romantic feelings for my own mother, but I do
have a thing for mature women. Aunt Wang's age is to my liking, and because of my relationship with my friend, it also gives me
a thrill.

I should mention Aunt Wang's personality; she's incredibly gentle and rarely objects to my words or actions.
Even though I used to dress very conservatively, sometimes I'd just wander around the house in my underwear, and she never
said a word. Later, I gradually started intentionally teasing her, like hugging her, kissing her, or
putting my arm around her shoulder while we chatted, and Aunt Wang didn't react much.

Aunt Wang still goes to work every day as usual, always with a gentle smile on her face. However, I
've seen , and occasionally I've heard faint sobs coming from her room late at night. And this
is happening more and more frequently; she's actually suffering quite a bit inside. This made me decide to take the risk and launch
an offensive .

Based on Aunt Wang's personality and our relationship, I decided to use the most direct method. I judged that
Aunt even if I did force myself on her, she
would feel it was a very shameful thing and wouldn't tell anyone. A crucial point is that
Aunt Wang still cares about me; I think at most she'll ignore me afterward and won't do anything else.
Moreover, I didn't have much experience with older women at the time, and Aunt Wang was a chaste woman, so it was safe to have sex with her.

It was the summer of my 24th year, and I was spending the night at Aunt Wang's house again. Around midnight, I figured she
was asleep, so I secretly opened her bedroom door. From the beginning, Aunt Wang had never
locked her bedroom door because I was there. After two years of living together, she was no longer so reserved with me. Although she still wouldn't dress
provocatively , she still only wore underwear to bed, and as I expected, she didn't wear a bra. Not because she was promiscuous,
but because sleeping in a bra was really uncomfortable.

I had already taken off all my clothes, and slowly walked to Aunt Wang's bedside. After adjusting my breathing, I climbed onto the bed and
started taking off Aunt Wang's underwear. Aunt Wang was fast asleep and completely unprepared for this. In her half-asleep state,
I pulled down her underwear and pinned her down, ready to penetrate her.

At this point, Aunt Wang began to wake up, resisting and frantically saying "No, no!" However, Aunt Wang was
a short, middle-aged woman and no match for my strength. I easily positioned my penis
between her legs, and as I had initially expected, Aunt Wang didn't scream loudly, only
trying . However, because her body was constantly writhing, I couldn't penetrate her for a moment, and she
kept whispering that she was my aunt and I couldn't do this. So I hugged her tightly, whispering in her ear, "Aunt Wang, I want it so badly. I've been feeling really uncomfortable these past few days, and the other women aren't clean." At the same time, my penis was pressing against her

. Hearing these words, Aunt Wang hesitated for a moment, her body twisting much less. Seeing my chance, I forcefully thrust my penis into her vagina. After it went in, Aunt Wang began to resist again, but once inside, she had no choice. I started thrusting rapidly, and Aunt Wang seemed to resign herself to her fate, her resistance proving futile.

Then she gave up, just lying on the bed motionless as I did her, tears silently streaming down her face.

Aunt Wang's vagina was still quite tight; after all, it hadn't been used for four years. Plus, this kind of intercourse was both
stimulating and nerve-wracking. I ejaculated in five minutes, losing control and ejaculating inside her.
Afterwards , I was still a little scared. Aunt Wang wouldn't likely call the police, given our deep relationship over the years, and she's
a very proud woman; she'd probably keep it a secret. She definitely would
n't I was just afraid she'd never speak to me again.

So I started apologizing to Aunt Wang, explaining that I was too impulsive and that I actually
liked her a lot too. But Aunt Wang didn't react at all, just lying motionless on the bed, silently weeping. I
was truly at a loss, so I apologized to Aunt Wang again and left. I didn't dare stay at her house and
spent the night at an internet cafe.

For the next few days, neither of us dared to see Aunt Wang, but eventually, we couldn't resist and went to her house again. Aunt Wang was
startled when she saw me, then sighed and softly said, "Please sit down, I'll make dinner." After dinner, we sat
quietly in the house, not saying a word, the atmosphere quite awkward. Finally, I couldn't help but explain and apologize again.

Aunt Wang interrupted me, saying, "What's past is past, you're still young, don't do that again." Seeing that Aunt Wang seemed less
angry, I felt a little more at ease and carefully chatted with her, subtly indicating that my desires had been
stronger .

Aunt Wang, having counted many people over the years, understood my meaning. After hesitating for a while, she finally said, "I'm your
aunt, you're like my own son. This isn't right." Seeing the disappointment on my face, she
explained that she was getting old and not good-looking, and told me not to keep thinking about her.

I thought this might be a good opportunity, so I quickly said that I liked her, that she wasn't old at all, and occasionally
acted coquettishly. Finally, Aunt Wang reluctantly nodded in agreement, but discussed with me that it shouldn't be too
frequent, otherwise it would be bad for her health. I readily agreed, saying we could discuss the frequency later.

We didn't do anything that night; after all, we had to pretend we weren't in a hurry. But before going to sleep, I gave Aunt Wang
a French kiss. She didn't resist, but her movements were a bit stiff; she wasn't quite used to it yet.

After a while, Aunt Wang told me that the reason she agreed to be with me was because she knew that
young people like me were hot-blooded and easily lost control. She wouldn't feel comfortable if I were to go to a prostitute. And although
she always treated me like a son, we weren't blood relatives, so she was willing to give herself to me.

At first, Aunt Wang was worried that she was too old and that I would stop wanting her after the initial novelty wore off. Later, she realized that I
really enjoyed making love with her, and she finally relaxed and gradually began to enjoy it.
Meanwhile, my friend decided to stay abroad for another two years, which created the conditions for me and Aunt Wang to continue our relationship.

After that, Aunt Wang and I began a two-year affair. We tried to have sex
once , but sometimes time didn't allow it, so it ended up being about two or three times a month. However, the time often
lasted longer; sometimes we spent the whole weekend at home and did it whenever we wanted. I liked to ejaculate inside Aunt Wang,
so she was very considerate and took birth control pills. The first time I ejaculated inside her, it happened to be during her safe period, so there were no
problems.

I also had the chance to observe Aunt Wang's figure closely. Compared to when I met her at 14, 10 years
later, at 46, she had started to gain some weight, but she wasn't bloated. She had a small belly,
her breasts were not small and not sagging much, and her skin was still very fair—exactly the kind of fair-skinned, plump mature woman I like.
It's worth mentioning that Aunt Wang, who was already petite, only had size 35 feet, and contrary to her age
, her feet were very delicate and shapely, with virtually no calluses.

For most people, a woman like Aunt Wang wouldn't be very attractive, but since she was a mature woman,
if truly slender, she would be like a fairy. Full breasts and a plump bottom, with a small
belly and a slight tummy—that's what makes a woman so alluring.

At first, Aunt Wang was very reserved in bed. For the first ten times, it was basically me on top of her, constantly having sex with her.
It wasn't that I didn't want to try something different, but I was afraid she would be shy and angry, so I didn't bring it up. However, every time I suggested having sex
with her, as long as my body and time were both fine, she would agree and never object,
just like her gentle personality in life.

So I gradually started to try some different positions, and Aunt Wang did as I asked.
Sometimes I could tell she was shy and a little unwilling, but she never objected. Later, when I asked
Aunt Wang to give me oral sex, she didn't say anything at first. But when I put my penis near her mouth, she
hesitated for a while, her face turning red. Then she cautiously asked me if she could take it inside. I
told her I really wanted her to give me oral sex, so she frowned slightly and slowly opened her mouth to take my penis
in.

Aunt Wang is very smart and skillful. Although she didn't have much experience and her sexual techniques weren't great, she was
a quick learner. She learned everything I taught her very quickly. Not only did she master every position quickly, but she also quickly became proficient at oral
sex , almost without any teeth. You know, she had never given her husband oral sex before.

Gradually, Aunt Wang also began to enjoy the pleasure of sex. Each time I penetrated her deeply, arousing
her desire, she no longer suppressed herself as before, but began to moan naturally. Although she was still controlling
herself from letting loose, she had made great progress. After all, for a 46-year-old woman, not
experiencing sexual pleasure for over four years was indeed very difficult. However, Aunt Wang still wouldn't actively ask to sleep with me.

So, normally we still treated each other like a mother and son, but in bed we were like lovers.
Because of this special relationship between Aunt Wang and me, we were different from other casual sex partners. Our relationship
was very strong and relatively long-lasting, and I felt very excited when I was with her.

This relationship was very complicated for Aunt Wang. Under such contradictory psychology, she was initially quite
at a loss and couldn't define her role. For Aunt Wang,
widowed , and with her son rarely around, she poured almost all her emotions into me—a kind of
extreme pampering.

Aunt Wang certainly had sexual desires, but being conservative and chaste, she was originally determined to remain
faithful. Unexpectedly, after I took her body, although she still felt resistance, since she couldn't remain faithful...
She preferred to accept me rather than stay, and her body had indeed achieved sexual satisfaction that she hadn't felt in a long time. After gradually convincing herself
to accept this relationship and reality, she also felt very excited. At the same time, she was afraid of losing me, so her attitude towards me
became blindly obedient.

However, although Aunt Wang was very compliant with me, she was really not proactive in bed, so I wanted to
try to come up with some new ideas, taking advantage of her gentle personality and her doting and obedience to me.

The first thing was to get Aunt Wang used to oral sex. Every time, I would make her suck my penis. So, from the initial
resistance, it eventually became a very natural thing. Every time, she would give me oral sex without me having to remind her. Later,
I gradually began to "train" Aunt Wang's body. She had a D-cup, so I used it for nipple play, and often
ejaculated her chest or face.

Then, I suddenly had a bold idea: to try out some scenes from novels. So
one night, I suggested that she come out of the shower without clothes on. Aunt Wang was
shocked by my request; in her mind, such behavior must be extremely lewd. She stared at me blankly,
and we remained silent for a long time. Finally, she whispered, "This is too much," and like an escape, she
slipped into the bathroom to shower.

I hadn't expected Aunt Wang to agree to such an outrageous request, though I was a little disappointed. So I
sat down and watched TV. About ten minutes later, I heard Aunt Wang come out of the shower. Since I was sitting with my back to
the bathroom, I didn't see her, but I knew she was standing behind me.

A little while later, Aunt Wang called my name. I was watching TV and casually answered, but she didn't
say anything more. A little while later, she called my name again. A little confused, I answered and turned around,
only to be immediately shocked. Aunt Wang was standing naked on the floor, her face flushed, one hand covering her genitals and the other
clasped to her chest.

I was both excited and moved. Although Aunt Wang was very resistant to being naked, and even unusually refused
me, she had still convinced herself to please me during the shower, doing
something she didn't want to do.

That night we made love for a long time, and I ejaculated five times in total. It was so exciting and thrilling.

Later, Aunt Wang gradually got used to the feeling of being naked. Being naked together like that made her feel both
ashamed and excited. We even tried spending the whole weekend at home. She cleaned the house, cooked, and did laundry, just like
usual , except she wasn't wearing any clothes. Whenever I wanted, I would pull her over and have sex with her
. The kitchen, the bathroom, the dining table, the front door, the balcony—almost everywhere in the house was covered in Aunt Wang's vaginal fluids.

Sometimes I would even tie up Aunt Wang's breasts with a rope, making them look even bigger
and preventing them from sagging. Aunt Wang would still blush and silently endure it, just like always.

After that, I turned my attention to Aunt Wang's last virgin territory. This time, Aunt Wang did
n't much resistance, just surprise. She had never known that anus could be penetrated, and
she was worried that her anus could be stretched that wide. However, seeing how interested I was, she agreed.

I didn't have much experience with anal sex, but since we needed to clean her first, I carefully washed Aunt Wang with soap
. I didn't have any equipment or an enema, but the outside of her anus was definitely clean. Then we prepared
to penetrate . We used the rear-entry position. Aunt Wang lay face down on the bed, kneeling with her buttocks raised as high as possible,
and spread her legs to expose her anus as much as possible.

I first inserted my fingers into Aunt Wang's anus, and I could feel her buttocks trembling. I slowly tried
to insert two fingers, at which point Aunt Wang began to groan in pain, but she was still trying her best to persevere. I
gently massaged her anus for a while, and it seemed she relaxed a bit, so I pulled out my fingers, aimed my penis at her
anus, and prepared to insert it.

However, after much effort, the head of my penis just wouldn't go in. Aunt Wang was probably afraid of the pain and was very nervous. I
was also quite anxious but really wanted to try, so I told Aunt Wang to bear with it, and with a burst of effort, I managed to
insert a little into her anus. Aunt Wang let out a piercing scream, and then burst into tears, repeatedly crying out, "It hurts
, it hurts, it hurts!"

I realized something was wrong and quickly pulled my penis out. Looking at Aunt Wang's anus, I saw it had been torn open and
was bleeding. This anal sex session ended unsuccessfully.

I was still unwilling to give up. After some time, I finally convinced Aunt Wang to do it again. This time I
was well-prepared; I had even used my fingers to fully relax her anus beforehand. When I inserted my penis into Aunt Wang's
anus again, she was still in unbearable pain and bled again. I knew Aunt Wang didn't have hemorrhoids; the bleeding
meant my penis had truly torn her anus. I felt sorry for her and a little scared. Although I was still somewhat unwilling, she
was my woman, and I couldn't go too far, so I simply gave up on the idea of anal sex.

It's fair to say that a year after we started sleeping together, in a sense, Aunt Wang
had become my sex slave. Although I had given up anal sex, she was basically very submissive to me,
never objecting to almost any of my sexual requests. We had also incorporated a lot of milder forms of discipline and SM,
at least doing housework naked, something most women wouldn't do.

Furthermore, as I slept with Aunt Wang more and more, her perception of me changed somewhat. She gradually became less like
my son and started to feel more like we were living as a married couple. The most noticeable change was that Aunt Wang
would sometimes act coquettishly towards me, but her complete submissiveness remained unchanged.

So when I gave up on anal sex, Aunt Wang seemed very touched for a while, and
surprisingly became more proactive in sex. She knew I really wanted to enjoy anal sex, but I
gave it up because of her, so our relationship deepened, and sometimes she would snuggle against me like a little bird
.

Then one day, while enjoying Aunt Wang's increasingly excellent oral sex, I deliberately ejaculated into her
mouth —of course, this wasn't the first time. But this time, after I ejaculated, I suggested for the first time that Aunt Wang
swallow my semen. Perhaps it was because of our sexual relationship that Aunt Wang's subservience was growing deeper, or perhaps it was because she
was increasingly regarding me as her man. This time, Aunt Wang did not hesitate. She gave me a complex look,
which was filled with some resentment and blame, but more so with shyness and happiness. Then I clearly saw her neck
move, making a swallowing motion.

I made her open her mouth and found some white semen still on her tongue, but
she had swallowed most of it. I asked her if it tasted good, and she blushed and whispered, "It tastes good."

Later, Aunt Wang told me that semen had a slightly fishy smell and a sticky texture that was a bit awkward, but she could accept it and
didn't find it difficult to eat.

However, I became fascinated by the way Aunt Wang ate semen, and I often deliberately ejaculated into her mouth. Aunt Wang
eventually developed a habit of eating semen whenever I gave her oral sex, unless I asked her otherwise.
Sometimes I would deliberately ejaculate on her and then make her smear it with her hand and eat it, or after giving her oral sex, I would make her not swallow immediately but
hold it in her mouth for a while before eating it.

We both increasingly enjoyed this psychological stimulation, and Aunt Wang's submissive nature gradually began to emerge.
Although it wasn't obvious, I could sense that she became
more excited when I inflicted a certain degree of mental humiliation on her.

So I increasingly had Aunt Wang try some of the discipline she found shameful, such as going
out in public , though I didn't use it much. It's worth mentioning that we also had a tryst in the wild once, in a secluded
corner of a park. I was on top of Aunt Wang and had sex with her. She was very nervous, her body trembling uncontrollably. We were also
afraid of being discovered, so we only lasted for about ten minutes, but the stimulation was immense. In a short time,
I brought Aunt Wang to orgasm twice.

My most frequent method was to have Aunt Wang lie on the bed with her legs
raised . Although Aunt Wang never forgot to take her birth control pills, this position caused all my semen
to accumulate in her uterus, making her feel like she might be pregnant. This position also gave her
a feeling of being completely at my mercy, which was both shameful and lewd. So even though I had done this to Aunt Wang many times,
she always felt very nervous.

Happy days always seem so short-lived. Two years passed in the blink of an eye, and Aunt Wang's son was returning to China.
We had to end this intoxicating sexual relationship. However, I still often visited Aunt Wang, but
I never slept with her again. And Aunt Wang reverted to being that gentle, conservative mother.

Afterwards, I had two other mature women as long-term casual sex partners. One was very beautiful and moaned a lot in bed; the other had large
breasts and a curvy figure, was incredibly seductive, and loved anal sex. Both of them seemed more attractive than Aunt Wang. But I still
miss Aunt Wang's gentle body the most, because during those two years, Aunt Wang was my woman.

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