Girlfriend's mother

During my junior year summer vacation, my girlfriend Pingping and I went to her home to meet her mother. Her family lived in a small county in northern China. I had always thought that summers in the north would be very cool, but I was wrong.

Pingping's home was a small two-bedroom apartment in the county's teachers' dormitory. Pingping's mother was a teacher at the school. Her father was an engineer at a company but had gone to work in Shenzhen a few years ago. When we arrived, I found her mother to be very warm and unassuming. She was in her forties, had short hair, dressed neatly and elegantly, had fair skin, and was slightly plump than Pingping. She seemed like a refined intellectual. Pingping spent most of her time at home chatting and socializing with her high school classmates.

I, on the other hand, preferred to stay home and read or watch TV. So her mother and I often chatted at home, discussing world events, marriage, family, and social issues. Perhaps because her mother rarely interacted with others, we seemed to have a lot in common. Pingping would often come home and interrupt us, before we'd finished talking.

Once, I asked about Pingping's father. She seemed slightly unhappy, then happily said, "He's doing well in the south; he sends Pingping's tuition."

I seemed to understand something, but dared not say more. We remained silent for a long time. Then I noticed a white pair of women's underwear and a bra drying on the clothes rack on the balcony! Swaying gently in the breeze… it was lace, mesh, and openwork. I knew it wasn't Pingping's; I'd accompanied her to buy her clothes and underwear. It belonged to her aunt!

Who was she trying to impress with such a simple woman dressed so provocatively? In just a few days, Auntie seemed like a different person. Her once melancholy face now glowed, radiant. She even wore the dress we bought for her, the one she had been hesitant to wear at first.

Pingping said her mother liked me and didn't object to our relationship. The way Auntie looked at me was the same as her daughter's. She even wore Pingping's perfume. She truly possessed a beauty I couldn't quite describe. Several times, I found myself staring at her in a daze, and when she noticed, a blush appeared on her face. My lower body reacted subconsciously. One morning, I was only wearing a thin white panty, tightly covering my pubic area—very sexy.

When I heard Auntie get up and go to the living room, I stretched loudly, and my penis was almost sticking out of my panty. She turned her head and glanced at me, then froze. A few seconds later, she came over and covered me with a towel, deliberately saying, "This child, what if you catch a cold?"

Through my slits, I noticed her gaze lingering on my penis for a long time by my bedside. I saw she was wearing a plain nightgown and an idea struck me. I rubbed my eyes, grabbed her, and started groping her breasts, calling out, "Pingping."

Her breasts were indeed fuller than Pingping's, and felt better. But she pulled away.

I glared at her and said, "I'm sorry! Auntie. I thought it was Pingping."

"Oh!

It's nothing. Pingping said she was out of clothes, so I brought them to you." She hurriedly straightened her clothes and said, "I came to cover you with a blanket. Be careful not to catch a cold." Then she left without looking back.

At breakfast, everyone acted as if nothing had happened. Pingping was going to Mount Tai with her classmates for two days, but I made an excuse that my stomach had been bothering me for the past few days and I couldn't go. Pingping was a little unhappy. Her mother explained, "It might be due to the change in environment; you shouldn't go."

Pingping's personality is such that she always keeps her promises to her friends. Pingping insisted on going. Her aunt said, "You go with them; I'll stay home and take care of Xiaogao."

With Pingping gone, my opportunity arrived. My aunt deliberately dressed in revealing and sexy clothes, seemingly trying to seduce me. She wore a silk, off-white camisole I had once given to Pingping, which accentuated her impressive breasts, making them appear even larger. The camisole barely covered them; I could see about a third of her breasts, especially the sides, which were practically completely exposed, their rounded curves clearly visible. Underneath, she wore a pink bra and panties. Her skirt was very short, revealing the inner thighs of her spread legs, her pink knees, and her snow-white thighs contrasting beautifully, with a dark, deep purple shadow in the background. That shadow was her pubic hair covering her private parts. To put it more bluntly, it was my aunt's exposed flesh, exposed to the air. I desperately inhaled the sweet and sour scent of the air. My blood was boiling, and my little brother almost burst through my underwear. The aunt's flawless, porcelain-like skin ignited my lust, making it impossible to resist! I never imagined she would transform from a simple middle-aged woman into such a voluptuous beauty. Yet, she remained composed, maintaining the composure of a middle-aged woman. I mustered my courage and embraced her. She didn't resist, allowing my lips to meet hers. I slipped my tongue inside her mouth, gently parting her teeth.

Under my teasing, she slowly opened her mouth, her tongue lightly brushing against mine before quickly withdrawing. I explored her mouth with my tongue, searching for her soft, smooth tongue, but she maintained the reserve of a young woman, letting my tongue, as soft as a slippery eel, glide over it. I chased her tongue for a long time until I caught it, pressed it down, and sucked hard on the fragrant juices in her mouth. Her body trembled, arching her back against my chest. I could even feel the heat emanating from her slightly protruding nipples.

I knew she wanted it, and I kissed her trembling lips even more passionately. One hand encircled her neck, while my right hand gently roamed down, lightly grasping her breast through her nightgown, rubbing her nipple with my index finger and thumb, letting it slowly harden.

I lowered my head, embracing and kissing her delicate, snow-white neck, my right hand squeezing her breast even harder. Her eyes were slightly closed, and she began to moan softly. Her hand slipped inside my pants, stroking my breasts, her mouth kissing my chest and nipples. "Auntie isn't a bad woman, Auntie likes you, Auntie knew long ago that you have a really big one down there."

I lifted her nightgown, unhooked her bra, and her breasts were revealed before me, flushed and proudly erect. Her originally pink nipples, engorged with passion, radiated a fiery red.

I pulled down her pants, and she naturally spread her legs to meet me. I hurriedly pulled down my own pants, letting my already slightly aching erection thrust out freely. I lay on top of her, gently caressing her entire body, gradually warming her lower body. Then I kissed her lips, teasing each breast with my hands, and slowly entered her body. Her vagina was a little tight, and it seemed like there wasn't enough lubrication, making it a bit astringent. Her moans were tinged with pain, and I saw her beautiful face seem to be contorted. I slowly withdrew from her body, and whispered in her ear, "Auntie, are you comfortable?"

She replied, "It's okay, it's alright. Yours is a little too big!"

"I'll be gentle, just tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Mmm. I like your big cock," she replied.

My fingers continued to slide downwards, stopping at the upper part of the cleft, where the clitoris was. When my fingertips touched Auntie's clitoris, her whole body trembled as if she had been electrocuted, and she let out a soft moan. I began kissing her lips, her neck, and then her swollen, red breasts. Her moans came in waves, and as I gently stroked her inner thighs, her thick body hair was like a jungle of desire waiting for me to explore. My tongue lightly teased her genitals, and she suddenly let out a wild, loud moan. I thrust my tongue inside, and she trembled and moaned even more.

I opened my mouth and greedily sucked in her thick love juice, which gushed out like a burst dam, making her genitals sticky and slippery. I straightened up and entered her again, this time easily penetrating her deeply. Her warm flesh enveloped my penis, and waves of heat surged up from my lower body, the excitement rising higher and higher. I slowly thrust back and forth, her face flushed red, she gripped my shoulders tightly with both hands, her nails digging into my flesh, and she kept making lewd moans.

I increased the pace of my thrusts, and her cries gradually rose, one after another, until they reached their peak. I slowed down, and they gently subsided, then I thrust again, and they gradually rose once more. I was like a conductor of a symphony, leading the orchestra of lust, letting the passionate music run wild in the realm of sex. The music sometimes soared, sometimes lingered, but it was the most moving symphony I had ever heard in my life. My penis soon became like a frenzied dragon, violently thrusting into my aunt's slippery and elastic vagina. She writhed up and down, her body causing her large, full breasts to sway back and forth, making me dizzy with ecstasy. The auntie moved faster and faster, involuntarily contracting her small, fleshy opening to tightly grip the head of my penis. Sweat dripped from her skin as she frantically moved her body up and down, her cherry lips opening and closing, panting softly. Her long, shiny hair flew about with each movement. Her joyful moans and the wet, squelching sounds of my penis being pulled in and out excited me even more. I felt my penis head being licked, sucked, and squeezed by her vagina, making my whole body tremble.

I felt a trembling excitement surge through my lower body, the clenching muscles shooting up my spine to my head. I thrust harder, letting my muscles contract and relax to their fullest extent. Her moans and cries rose to the heavens, mingling with our heavy breathing as semen gushed forth, shooting, shooting, and shooting again… Exhausted, she said, “If I hadn’t met you, how could I have ever tasted such wonderful and pleasurable sex in my life! Thank you, Auntie!”

I said, “From the moment I saw you, I was deeply attracted to you. I should thank you.”

“I’m so sorry, Pingping. You must treat her well from now on.” It was truly a wonderful summer vacation.

Afterwards, she visited Pingping at school several times, and we spent several blissful moonlit nights together. But Pingping and I didn't graduate from university. We broke up because of personality clashes. In a phone call with her mother

, she said, "Xiao Gao, it's over. Pingping has a bad temper. And you're too attractive to women. I'm worried about you. Take care, child, thank you." We never saw each other again after that. She's almost fifty now; I wonder if she still has her charm.

During the summer vacation of my junior year, my female classmate and girlfriend, Pingping, and I went to her home to meet her mother. Her family lived in a small county in northern China. I always thought that summers in the north would be very cool, but I was wrong.

Pingping's home was in the teachers' dormitory in the county, a very small two-bedroom apartment. Pingping's mother was a teacher at the school. Her father was an engineer at a company who went to work in Shenzhen a few years ago. When I arrived at her house, I found her mother to be very warm and unassuming. She was in her forties, with short hair, dressed neatly and elegantly, and had fair skin. She was slightly plump than Pingping and seemed like a refined intellectual. Pingping didn't do much else at home except chat and socialize with her high school classmates.

I didn't particularly enjoy that, so I stayed home reading and watching TV. Her mother and I often chatted at home, discussing world events, marriage, family, and social issues. Perhaps because her mother rarely interacted with others, we seemed to have a lot in common. Pingping often interrupted us when she came home, before we had finished our conversation.

Once, I asked about Pingping's father. She seemed slightly unhappy, then happily said, "He's doing well in the south; he sends Pingping's tuition."

I seemed to understand something, but I didn't dare say anything more. We remained silent for a long time. I found a pair of white women's panties and a bra drying on the clothes rack on the balcony! They were swaying gently in the breeze…it was lace and openwork. I knew these weren't Pingping's; I'd gone shopping with her for these clothes. They belonged to Auntie!

Who was she trying to impress with such a simple woman dressed like that? In just a few days, Auntie seemed like a different person. Her once melancholy face now had a radiant glow, and she was wearing the dress we'd bought for her, the one she'd initially been too shy to wear.

Pingping said her mother liked me and didn't object to our relationship. The way Auntie looked at me was just like her daughter's. She even wore Pingping's perfume. She possessed a beauty I couldn't quite describe. Several times I found myself staring at her in a daze, and when she noticed, a slight blush appeared on her face. My lower body reacted subconsciously. One morning, I was only wearing a thin white panty, barely covering my pubic area—very sexy.

When I heard my aunt get up and come to the living room, I stretched loudly, my penis almost popping out of my pants. She turned her head and glanced at me, stunned. After a few seconds, she came over and covered me with a towel, deliberately saying, "This child, what if you catch a cold?"

Through my slits, I noticed her gaze lingering on my penis for a long time by my bedside. Seeing her wearing her plain pajamas, a plan formed in my mind. I rubbed my eyes, grabbed my aunt, and began groping her breasts, calling out, "Pingping."

Her breasts were indeed fuller and felt better to the touch than Pingping's. But she broke free.

I stared at her and said, "I'm sorry, Auntie. I thought it was Pingping."

"Oh!

It's nothing. Pingping said she was out of clothes, so I gave them to her." She hurriedly straightened her clothes and said, "I came to cover you with a blanket. Be careful not to catch a cold." Then she left without looking back.

At breakfast, everyone acted as if nothing had happened. Pingping was going to Mount Tai with her classmates for two days, but I made an excuse that my stomach had been bothering me for the past few days and I couldn't go. Pingping was a little unhappy. Her mother explained, "It might be due to the change in environment; you shouldn't go."

Pingping's personality is such that she always keeps her promises to her friends. Pingping insisted on going. My aunt said, "You go with them, I'll stay home and take care of Xiao Gao."

With Pingping gone, my chance had arrived. My aunt deliberately dressed in revealing and sexy clothes, seemingly trying to seduce me. She wore a silk, off-white camisole I had given Pingping, which accentuated her impressive breasts. The camisole barely covered them; I could see about a third of her breasts, especially the sides, which were practically completely exposed, their rounded curves clearly visible. Underneath, she wore a pink bra and panties. Her skirt was very short, revealing the inner thighs of her open legs, her pink knees, and her snow-white thighs contrasting beautifully, with a dark, deep purple shadow in the background. That shadow was her pubic hairy, mysterious area. To put it more bluntly, I was inhaling the sweet and sour scent of her exposed flesh. My blood was boiling, and my penis almost burst through my underwear. Her flawless, porcelain-like skin ignited my lust, making me utterly irresistible! I hadn't expected her to transform from a simple middle-aged woman into such a seductive beauty. Yet, she remained composed, maintaining the composure of a middle-aged woman. I mustered my courage and embraced her. She didn't resist, and I pressed my lips to hers, slipping my tongue inside and gently parting her teeth.

Under my teasing, she slowly opened her mouth, lightly touching my tongue with hers before quickly withdrawing it. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, searching for her soft, smooth tongue, but she possessed a young woman's reserve, letting her tongue, as soft as an eel, slide across my tongue. I chased her tongue for a long time until I caught it, pressed it down, and forcefully sucked the fragrant juices from her mouth. Her body trembled, arching her back against my chest. I could even feel the heat emanating from her slightly protruding nipples.

I knew she wanted it, and I kissed her trembling lips even more passionately, one hand encircling her neck, while my right hand gently roamed down, lightly grasping her breast through her nightgown, rubbing her nipple with my index finger and thumb, letting it slowly harden from its softness.

I lowered my head and kissed her delicate, snow-white neck, my right hand squeezing her breasts harder. Her eyes were slightly closed, and she began to moan softly. Her hand slipped inside my pants and stroked them, her mouth kissing my chest and nipples. "Auntie isn't a bad woman, Auntie likes you, Auntie knew you had a really big one down there."

I lifted her nightgown and unhooked her bra, revealing her breasts to me. Her breasts were flushed and stood proudly erect, her originally pink nipples glowing a fiery red from the engorged passion.

I pulled down her pants, and she naturally spread her legs to meet me. I hurriedly pulled down my own pants, letting my already throbbing, slightly aching penis thrust out freely. I lay on top of her, gently caressing her entire body, gradually warming her genitals. I kissed her lips, teasing her breasts with both hands, and slowly entered her. Her vagina was a little tight, and it seemed there wasn't enough lubrication, making it a bit astringent. Her moans were tinged with pain, and I saw her beautiful face seem to contort. I slowly withdrew from her body, and whispered in her ear, "Auntie, is it comfortable?"

She replied, "It's okay, it's fine. Yours is a little too big!"

"I'll be gentle. Tell me if it's uncomfortable."

"Mmm. I like your big penis," she answered.

My fingers continued to trace downwards, stopping at the upper part of the cleft, where the clitoris was located. When my fingertips touched Auntie's clitoris, her whole body trembled as if electrocuted, and she let out a soft moan. I began to kiss her lips, her neck, and then her swollen, red breasts. Her moans came in waves, and as I gently stroked the inside of her thighs, her thick pubic hair was like an adventurous jungle of desire waiting for me to explore. My tongue lightly teased her genitals, and she suddenly let out a wild, loud moan. I inserted my tongue to explore her depths, and she trembled and moaned even more.

I opened my mouth and greedily sucked in the thick love juice, which gushed out like a burst dam, making her entire genitals sticky and slippery. I straightened up and entered again, this time penetrating smoothly. The warm, fleshy walls enveloped my penis, and waves of heat surged from my lower body, the excitement rising and rising. I slowly thrust in and out, her face flushed crimson, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her nails digging into my flesh, her mouth emitting continuous moans.

I increased the pace of my thrusts, and her moans gradually rose higher and higher until they reached their peak. I slowed down, and they gently subsided, then rose again with each thrust. I was like the conductor of a symphony orchestra, leading the symphony of desire, letting the passionate music run wild in the realm of sex. The music sometimes soared, sometimes lingered, but it was the most moving symphony I had ever heard in my life. My penis was soon stimulated into a frenzied dragon, and began to thrust fiercely into Auntie's slippery and elastic vagina. She swayed up and down, her body causing her pair of large, full breasts to sway up and down, making me dizzy with ecstasy. The auntie moved faster and faster, involuntarily contracting her small, fleshy opening to tightly grip the head of my penis. Sweat dripped from her skin as she frantically moved her body up and down, her cherry lips opening and closing, panting softly. Her long, shiny hair flew about with each movement. Her joyful moans and the wet, squelching sounds of my penis being pulled in and out excited me even more. I felt my penis head being licked, sucked, and squeezed by her vagina, making my whole body tremble.

I felt a trembling excitement surge through my lower body, the clenching muscles shooting up my spine to my head. I thrust harder, letting my muscles contract and relax to their fullest extent. Her moans and cries rose to the heavens, mingling with our heavy breathing as semen gushed forth, shooting, shooting, and shooting again… Exhausted, she said, “If I hadn’t met you, how could I have ever tasted such wonderful and pleasurable sex in my life! Thank you, Auntie!”

I said, “From the moment I saw you, I was deeply attracted to you. I should thank you.”

“I’m so sorry, Pingping. You must treat her well from now on.” It was truly a wonderful summer vacation.

Afterwards, she visited Pingping at school several times, and we spent several blissful moonlit nights together. But Pingping and I didn't graduate from university. We broke up because of personality clashes. In a phone call with her mother

, she said, "Xiao Gao, it's over. Pingping has a bad temper. And you're too attractive to women. I'm worried about you. Take care, child, thank you." We never saw each other again after that. She's almost fifty now; I wonder if she still has her charm.

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