My mom won't let me ejaculate inside her.

My mother forbids me from ejaculating inside her.
It's early summer again, a beautiful scene. Leaving Li Ke's house, I straightened my clothes and looked up at the cloudless blue sky, feeling as if I were melting into its embrace. A flock of birds flew overhead, their clear calls like falling leaves.

Back home, my parents were preparing dinner in the kitchen. Hearing the door open, my mother peeked out. Seeing me, she immediately asked, "Where have you been again?" "

To Li Ke's house." I closed the door and was about to change into slippers when my mother suddenly emerged from the kitchen, carrying a kitchen knife, and strode towards me. I was startled. "Mom, what are you doing?"

My mom sniffed me from head to toe, making me feel nauseous. I said, "Mom, are you smelling me to see if I'm cooked before you cut me?"

My mom glared at me, "Stop joking, tell me honestly, you ejaculated inside me again, didn't you?"

I said, "Oh, so what?"

I bent down to get my slippers, and my mom poked my spine with her finger, saying, "You're 16 already, aren't you afraid of getting pregnant? How many times have I told you before you listen? If you get pregnant, how will you go to school?"

I changed into my slippers and squeezed past her, saying impatiently, "Ugh, it's not like I forgot my pills."

I went back to my bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, only now feeling exhausted, as if all my energy had been drained. I took out my phone and called Li Ke. Li Ke answered, "Hello, are you home? So fast!"

Me: "Fast? I'm exhausted."

Li Ke: You're one to talk! Teacher Liu and the others were so intense today, my penis is all swollen. Are you okay?

Me: It's a little swollen.

Hey, let me tell you something interesting.

What interesting thing could you possibly have?

Li Ke said: Did you see them having sex with Qin Meng?

What happened to Qin Meng? I asked, and Li Ke suddenly became excited, "You don't know, do you? Qin Meng used her back door today, and Da Linzi and Er Bi Qiang almost fucked her to death."

I sat up abruptly on the bed, "Really? How did you know?" "

How could I not know? Qin Meng left even later than you. After you left, I was cleaning the house and found her secretly wiping away tears in the bathroom, haha..."

I got excited and asked: "What happened after she finished? Didn't you see?"

Li Ke said: "What, you want to try it too?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just say it.

Anyway, the area around the anus is all red, what else can it do?" She paused for a moment, then said, "It looks like it hurts a lot.

" "Didn't you put any oil on it?" I asked. Li Ke chuckled, "Put oil on my ass, just rubbing it, where would I get oil from? What about

your mom's bottle?

" "Don't mention my mom's bottle, I've been thinking about it for two weeks, but my cousin took it away when I wasn't home the day before yesterday." Li Ke then said resentfully, "You know, my second aunt's family, they always use the back door instead of the front door. My second aunt is the same, her family likes this stuff but she doesn't buy more bottles to keep on hand, and when they urgently need it, they're at a loss, sending my cousin to sweep our house clean. This isn't the first time...

Okay, okay." I interrupted her, "It's just a bottle of lubricant, I'll buy another one tomorrow." I continued, "Didn't Qin Meng tell you what it felt like to go through the back door?"

Li Ke seemed still angry about having her lubricant taken away, and retorted, "What could it feel like? It hurts."

I didn't care and shamelessly asked, "Did she ejaculate inside?"

...

Hey! Tell me quickly, did she ejaculate inside?

You asked about the front and back?

Of course, the back.

Li Ke's tone finally softened, and she said, "She said she ejaculated herself, but I didn't see any flow." She

must have ejaculated inside, sigh... I laughed and said, "Didn't you open it up to check?" "

Get lost!" Li Ke roared, "My lower body is still swollen, how can I have the mood to look at her?"

Li Ke looks remarkably like Yang Mi. After the drama "Palace" became a hit, we called her "the lowly maid," and she called herself "this palace maid."

I stuck out my tongue and said, "Then you should rest now, I won't bother you anymore."

I quickly hung up the phone, then collapsed onto the bed and burst into laughter. My dad shuffled in in his slippers, saw me like this, and muttered to himself, "What's wrong with you now?"

I suppressed my laughter and sat up in bed. I said, "Dad, I need to talk to you about something."

"Stop, wait until your brother comes back and talk to him."

I said, "It's not that, I just finished."

"What else could it be?" My dad sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me with a sly expression.

I snuggled up to my dad, hugged his neck, and said, "Dad, you're such a good dad."

My dad shoved me away, his face stern, and said, "Don't give me that crap, it's definitely not for anything good."

I calmed myself down, then lowered my head, clenching my fingers together to look obedient. I said, "It's nothing much, I just want to get that…" I swallowed hard, "I just want to get that… back door opened this year, and I'm asking if you agree." I blurted it out, then secretly glanced at my dad, feeling uneasy. Unexpectedly,

my dad seemed relieved after hearing that, and said with a sigh of relief, "I thought you were pregnant."

"So, do you agree?" I asked eagerly. "

I don't care, besides, even if you do it, we won't know." "It's your decision, just apply extra oil the first few times." "

So you agree? You're such a good dad." I was overjoyed and wanted to pounce on my dad and kiss him a few times, but he blocked me with both hands. "Wait, I have something to say." "

Go ahead, go ahead."

My dad's expression turned serious again, and he asked me, "I heard from your mom that you ejaculated inside me again?"

Hearing it was about this again, I was very impatient. I said, "Didn't I say I took medication?"

My dad said, "I smelled semen as soon as I came in the house. It wasn't just one person, was it?

" I said, "Three.

Taking medication isn't safe, you know?" My dad said, "You don't even clean up after you ejaculate. You leave it in your vagina. With hundreds of millions of sperm rushing in at once, who knows which one might have a high tolerance and get inside."

I said, "Okay, okay, I'll clean it up, alright?"

I took off my jeans, then pulled my underwear down to my knees. The semen inside had congealed into patchy, map-like stains. Dad grabbed a dozen tissues and wiped the semen off my pubic hair and labia majora. I said, "I can do it myself."

Dad said, "I don't trust you to do it.

" Dad always thinks I'm still that clumsy little girl, but I'm 16 now.

I lay on the bed like a big toad. Dad laid an oilcloth under me, placed the bowl of semen on it, and aimed it at my vagina. He pressed down on my buttocks with one hand and held the bowl with the other, saying, "Push!"

I strained my lower body, pushing my cervix forward while simultaneously contracting my vagina, squeezing out the remaining semen in waves. My dad bent over, watching, until no more semen leaked from my vaginal opening. He put down the plate, inserted his index and middle fingers together into my vagina, and stirred. My cervix hadn't fully retracted, and his fingernails scratched it, causing me to tense up and cry out, "Ouch!"

Dad pulled his fingers out, rubbed them against the edge of the plate, and said, "Now you know what pain is."

I turned back and complained, "You poked my uterus!"

Dad ignored me, instead picking up the plate and standing there intently watching. I was very puzzled. Had those three guys ejaculated gold? I asked curiously, "Dad, what are you looking at? Which one looks like your grandson?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Dad shoved a plate in front of me. "Look how yellow this semen is today."

I pretended to be excited and exclaimed, "There really is gold in it!"

"You're talking nonsense again." Dad withdrew his hand.

I said, "Zou Zhiwei and Yang Feifei are both a bit stressed today."

I sat up, grabbed a few sheets of toilet paper, wiped my lower body again, and then put my pants back on. Dad took a plate of semen out, and a little while later I heard the sound of the toilet flushing. Then I heard Mom calling from outside, "Dinner's ready!"

I was starving, and I ejaculated like semen.

While eating, I sat opposite Mom, and suddenly remembered that I hadn't gotten past Mom's objections to the back door thing. I didn't dare ask her myself, so I gave Dad a wink. Dad looked at me, confused, so I put my hand behind my back and pointed to my buttocks. He suddenly understood and then told Mom about my idea of getting anal sex. Mom stopped eating and asked him, "You agree?" Then she looked at me. I quickly picked up my bowl and started shoveling rice into my mouth, using the bottom of the bowl to cover my face. "

What's there to agree or disagree about?" Dad said while eating. "Besides, what right do you have to interfere?"

I held my bowl, nervous, afraid Mom would explode. But to my surprise, Mom's reaction this time was unusually calm. She said, "If you want to, then go for it. It's better to ejaculate from behind than in the front." Then she picked up her chopsticks and continued eating. My heart pounded; a huge weight had been lifted. I put down my bowl and chopsticks and said, "I'm full!"

I went back to my room, turned on the computer, and rushed to the adult store. I ignored the anal toys for now and bought a bottle of lubricant first.

After finishing her meal, Mom came in and sat behind me. Seeing me picking out lotion, she asked in surprise, "You're already thinking of getting it?"

I said, "Just buying it to keep for later.

Didn't you say Li Ke had half a bottle? It won't last long, just for the first few applications."

Thinking about Li Ke's half-empty bottle of lotion made me chuckle. I said, "His cousin used it all. His cousin's family are experts at using connections."

My mom said dismissively, "Experts using lotion?

They know how to be conscious of their lifestyle!" "Mom," I asked, "at what age did you get those connections?"

Me? My mother seemed to be recalling something from a long time ago. After a while, she said, "It was when I was pregnant with your brother. Back then, I'd never even heard of anal sex. Your dad was so desperate that he forced himself on me and deflowered me. Later, he found it actually felt pretty good, and that's when he realized you could do it from behind.

" "You never used any lubricant?"

I asked. My mother said, "Back then, nobody knew about lubricants, unlike now."

"That must have hurt so much!" I thought of Qin Meng crying from being penetrated today and couldn't help but gasp. "

The first few times were inevitably painful," my mother said. "And when you were young, your dad's penis was a whole size thicker than it is now. It felt like a wooden stake was stuck in your anus, burning hot."

I turned my face away. "You could still bear it?"

"What could I do?" My mom chuckled and said, "But we made it through in the end, didn't we?"

I gave her a thumbs up, "You're amazing!" But I don't plan on passing it on. Then I turned back to picking out my lubricant.

After browsing several stores, I finally settled on one, placed the order, and confirmed payment. I asked my mom, "Is there anything else you want to buy?"

My mom stood up, stretched, and said, "I'm not buying anything. And don't just think about buying lubricant; buy a few boxes of condoms to have on hand." She then walked out of the house.

I raised my voice and asked, "Which brand of condoms is good?"

My mom's voice came from the living room, "Anything is fine, as long as they don't break."

I chuckled, thinking, "Who am I going to complain to if they break?"

I browsed the online store again and bought a few boxes of condoms. They were all off-brand and didn't cost much, but I was too lazy to use them. However, it's better than nothing, and taking a few with me when I go out will at least put my parents at ease. As for pregnancy, I'm not afraid at all. I believe in the power of birth control pills, and more importantly, I can't bear to give up the intense pleasure of ejaculation inside me.

After buying the things and turning off the computer, I slumped onto the bed. I was so tired today. I had been fucked by five or six men all afternoon, and they ejaculated inside me three times. Even now, my lower body is still a little swollen. I covered my stomach, closed my eyes, and actually drifted off to sleep. In the middle of the night, I vaguely heard my mother's moans, but I couldn't tell if it was reality or a dream.

Two days later, it was another weekend. My brother came home from school. At dinner, the four of us sat around the table. My mother ate while telling my brother about the new things that had happened at home, especially mentioning my idea of getting a "backdoor" (someone to help me with things).

My brother said, "Really?" Then, full of anticipation, he asked me, "When are you planning to do it? I've already made a reservation, and you're not allowed to ask anyone else."

I said, "What? You've already made a reservation? The lubricant hasn't even arrived yet."

My mother added, "Why are you getting involved? Your penis is too big; you can't deflower

someone, and neither can your dad." My brother muttered, "Then who will

I ask? It'll just benefit an outsider." "Don't worry about that," my mother said, turning to me, "Linlin, do you have any suitable classmates?"

I said, "I was just mentioning it, it's nothing yet."

Mom was about to ask more, but Dad, getting impatient, banged on the table and said, "Eat, eat! We still have business to do after dinner."

The discussion ended there. My brother picked up his chopsticks and continued eating. Mom put a piece of braised pork in Dad's bowl, giving him a sidelong glance. I reached for the stir-fried pork with green peppers...

After dinner, Mom was clearing the dishes. Dad leaned lazily against the sofa and said, "Nianxi, let's clean up tomorrow morning. I've been sitting here for ages."

Mom didn't turn around, saying as she cleaned, "You and Shuwen can join in for a bit."

Dad glanced at me in my brother's arms and said, "Linlin's back door isn't open yet?"

Mom carried a stack of bowls into the kitchen, then poked her head out again. "Isn't there still a mouth?"

I thought, my pants halfway down. "This is really my mom!" I thought.

My brother, quite modestly, pushed me towards Dad, saying, "Why don't you go first? I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for Mom."

Dad looked at my brother's taut penis and asked curiously, "You always come home like a hungry wolf who hasn't eaten for days. What's wrong today?"

"Oh, I ejaculated this morning.

The school organized sperm donation," my brother added. "

No wonder. I'll go first then, you wait for Mom." "Nianxi," Dad called towards the kitchen, "I did it with Linlin first, Shuwen said he wants to do it with you."

Mom walked to the kitchen door, leaning against the doorframe, and asked, "What? Weren't you going to do it together?"

My brother explained, "We'll do it together, then switch later."

Mom went back to the kitchen to continue washing the dishes. Dad picked me up, and we faced each other, me kneeling on either side of him. My jeans were pulled down to my knees, revealing my two soft, white thighs and firm, round buttocks. Dad pinched my buttocks with both hands, and I held his large penis in one hand while using the other to spread my vaginal opening. This position was awkward for me; I tried to insert it several times but couldn't get it in the right position. Dad

looked down and asked, "Is this okay? If not, ask your brother for help.

" I finally gave up, letting go and saying, "Brother, you do it."

My brother stood up from the sofa and turned behind me. I lifted my buttocks, and he guided my father's penis to its proper position. Just as I was about to sit down, my father said, "Wait, Shuwen, pull the foreskin down for me... Yes, a little lower, all the way down.

" I asked, "What's this for?" My father said, "So the bare shaft can be aligned accurately. " "Brother?" I called out, "What? " I lifted my buttocks a little higher and said to him from under my pants, "Brother, spread my labia—to align them accurately." My brother said irritably, "You're really hard to please, big and small?" I said, "Spread them both. Don't you have hands? Can't I see?"

My brother gently parted my labia majora and minora, my vaginal fluid flowing down his fingers into his palm. He said, "Hurry up, I've already stretched your vaginal opening open for you."

I slowly sat down, and my brother directed me from behind: "To the left... a little more to the right... oh... forward... no, it's here..."

I said, "Can't you just align it for me? You're leading me in the four directions."

My brother protested, "How much more aligned do you want it to be?"

Just then, Dad spoke up, "Stop fooling around, hurry up and insert it into Linlin."

My brother stopped fooling around and nudged me a few times from behind. I felt my vaginal opening touch Dad's glans, and I sat down with a thud. Unexpectedly, my brother aligned it perfectly this time, and I used too much force, accidentally sitting his hand under my buttocks. My brother cried out and pulled his hand away, exclaiming, "You're killing the donkey after it's done its work!"

I said, "Yeah, you're a big-headed, stupid donkey." My brother, too lazy to argue with me, wiped the semen off his hands and sat back down on the sofa, turning on the TV to find a program. Dad asked me, "Is it all the way in now?" I said, "Of course, it's all the way in, perfectly aligned." I glanced at my brother; his expression was very smug. After penetration, Dad lifted my buttocks, and my body began to rise and fall with the force of his hands. His penis rubbed against the vaginal walls, and each impact of the glans against my cervix gave me an unprecedented feeling of fullness. " Is it good?" Dad asked me between thrusts. "Mmm!" I hugged Dad's neck and leaned on his shoulder, waves of pleasure emanating from my vagina and spreading throughout my body. Being fucked was so good. Mom finished washing the dishes and came out of the kitchen. Seeing Dad and me hugging, she joked, "You two are working together pretty well." "Mom, brother, sit up straight, are the dishes done?" "Yeah! You must have been waiting impatiently." Mom unbuttoned her pants and said, "Don't rush, look at my new underwear." After taking off her outer pants, Mom showed my brother the new type of "dry hole pants" she had bought online. The trousers had two openings, one in the front and one in the back, directly facing the vulva and anus. Two round flaps were sewn above the openings, each secured with two buttons at the bottom. The flaps were semi-transparent, allowing a glimpse of the vulva's outline from the front. For vaginal penetration, simply unbutton the flaps and lift them; the same applied to anal penetration. Mom circled around and said, "Shuwen, how is it?" Then she sat on her brother's lap, unbuttoned the front flaps, and lifted them up. See, there's an absorbent pad underneath. Her brother put his hand inside and touched it. Sure enough, despite all the fluid, it wasn't wet at all. He pulled it out and held it under his nose. Mom asked, "Does it smell?" " It has a slightly pungent smell, but not strong." Mom rolled over, knelt on the sofa, and stuck her butt out, saying, "Look at the back again." My brother lifted the wig, revealing Mom's anus in the center of the opening. His brow furrowed suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Mom, why did you shave the hair on your anus?! What's the point of leaving it?" "Linlin shaved it for me." My brother glared at me fiercely. I said, "I shaved it, isn't it clean enough? It 's not lewd at all after shaving, can't you tell?" My brother said angrily. I said, "I can't tell, it's very clean." Dad chimed in, "It's good that it's shaved, no more semen sticking." My brother threw away the wig, "You guys really don't understand art." " The art of hair?" I said. My brother tapped my forehead hard. "You know nothing about lewd art." Before I could retort, Dad stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "It's shaved, it's shaved. It'll feel better if you do it with it shaved. It's really Shuwen, you should try it if you don't believe me." Before my brother could comment, Mom suddenly sat up, glaring at Dad. "Stop nagging Shuwen about backdoor sex. If he always does it backdoor , his penis won't bend. He's so old, his penis is already fully developed." Dad said dismissively, "When you were little, his penis went down your rectum, now your rectum goes down his penis, how can it be the same?" "Yeah, Mom." My brother chimed in from behind, "He's done a lot of asshole sex with female classmates at school, and he's doing fine now." The older brother's penis, after becoming erect, tilted slightly upwards, perfectly aligning with the curve of her vagina. Mom turned to examine his penis, and the older brother tentatively suggested, "How about we try from behind?" Mom looked at the older brother, then at Dad, and finally sighed, "Oh! I just can't do anything with you two." With that, she rolled over and knelt again, her buttocks sticking up high. The older brother, supporting Mom's back, pulled himself out, straddling her body like a horse, then grasped his penis and aimed it at Mom's anus. (Shuwen!) My mother gave me a final instruction: "My rectum isn't as soft as the girls' at your school. Don't be like your father; if you can't get it all the way in, just pull it out. Try a few more times, and don't force it if it really doesn't work." "Okay, I know." My brother was already impatient. He thrust his hips forward, and his large glans slid into my mother's anus in one go. My mother's body trembled slightly, but she didn't make a sound. I wondered when I could reach my mother's level. At first, insertion went smoothly; my brother's penis was halfway in in an instant. I wondered if my mother was worrying unnecessarily. But when it was about 5 or 6 centimeters outside, my brother couldn't go any further. He tried several times but failed. I laughed and said, "What's wrong? Did you hit something in your bowels? You're talking nonsense again." Dad's glans slammed heavily against my cervix, and I cried out, "Ouch! What are you doing? I was just saying! Do you know how much it hurts? " Dad, having used too much force, quickly apologized, "I made a mistake. Does it still hurt?" I pouted and said, "Then you can rub it for me." Dad pinched my waist and swayed me back and forth like he was doing Tai Chi, his glans rubbing against my cervix, sending shivers of pleasure through me. Mom felt that her penis couldn't go any further down my rectum, so she advised my brother, "If it doesn't work, just stop here." My brother was clearly unwilling, but helpless. Just when he was at his wit's end, Dad turned his head and said, "Shuwen, raise your butt a little higher, let me see." My brother bent over, and Dad stretched out his arm, only to find it wasn't long enough, so... He pulled me closer to my mother. Then, my father, fingers together, made a date-shaped fist and reached towards my mother's genitals. Unlike mine, my mother's labia majora and minora weren't tightly closed; they were naturally open, exposing her vaginal opening. A small amount of vaginal fluid had already seeped from her vagina. My father's hand lingered briefly at the vaginal opening before rotating and inserting it further. I wiped some of my own vaginal fluid on my father's scrotum and also smeared it on the back of his hand. My mother was alert . The child asked instinctively, "Dad, what are you doing?" The father replied, "Helping Shuwen." With a slight exertion, his entire hand was swallowed by his mother's vagina. His mother lunged forward, scolding, "Are you crazy? Doing this in front of the child! I've only ever seen fistjobs in porn, I never thought my mom could do it. Don't be surprised." The father said, "Don't think they don't understand, it's shown on TV now." The mother retreated, raising her buttocks again, and said unhappily, "Let me know next time..." A sound. "You need to notify me with just one hand?" This only made Mom more unhappy. "Hurry up, stop talking nonsense." Dad leaned back on the sofa, head tilted back, focused intently. I, on my own, masturbated the penis inside her vagina. Although I couldn't see it, I believed that Mom's vagina was experiencing even more intense stimulation at that moment. " Can you feel my hand?" Dad asked, looking at the ceiling. "Yes, it's my penis." My brother adjusted his position, searching for the best angle. " Glans?" "No, forward."

"This?

We've reached the coronal sulcus, keep going!"

Mom suddenly yelled, "Uterus! Be gentle!"

Dad was a little nervous, swallowed hard, and after a while asked again, "Is this it? Try harder..."

My brother tried again, but still no luck. "

Follow the direction I'm pointing, pay attention!" Dad cleared his throat, his eyes brightening. "Yes...yes...left...up...did you touch a lump...yes, keep going forward...Nianxi, don't move...yes, turn right...no, still left..."

I saw my brother's buttocks twisting and turning under Dad's direction, and I remembered the blind man's line in "A Chinese Odyssey": "Twisting and turning, maybe it's hemorrhoids!"

Persistence pays off. With Dad's careful guidance and his own relentless efforts, my brother finally managed to insert his entire penis into Mom's rectum. I breathed a sigh of relief for them, but I still had some questions. I asked Dad, "It's so difficult to insert it all the way in, and it's useless when thrusting. Every time I insert it, it's like doing calisthenics." Dad laughed and said, "You don't understand. Your mom's rectum is shaped by my penis. Your brother's penis is different from mine. It will stretch open after a few more times."

I said, "Your penis isn't this twisted."

Dad said, "That's the natural curvature of the rectum. I've gotten used to it, but your brother hasn't."

I only vaguely understood. At this moment, my brother started thrusting, and because it was fully inserted... It was too tight, and there was no lubricant applied. During penetration, there was almost no relative movement between the rectum and penis. Basically, whatever my brother's buttocks moved, my mother's buttocks moved too, as if glued together, making the sofa creak and groan.

Watching this novel way of penetration, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind. I thought it was fun, so I said to my brother: "Brother, why don't you try it?" I can't lift Mom up. As soon as I finished speaking, this image flashed through my mind: my brother standing with his hands on his hips and legs apart, Mom with his penis stuffed in her anus, dangling between his legs, flailing her limbs like a giant shrimp, while my brother, like a fisherman who has caught a treasure, proudly looks at his prey...

Thinking about it, I laughed.

A slight bump on my cervix startled me from my reverie. I woke up to find Dad looking at me with a strange expression. "Little brat, I really don't understand what you think about every day?"

I smiled mischievously and said, "What could I possibly think about?"

Dad asked, "Want to play with Mom's pussy together?"

His hand was still inside Mom's vagina. I said, "How do we play?" "

You can put your hand in too, it's warm in there."

I asked timidly, "Is that okay?"

"No—no!" Mom... Suddenly, she yelled, "If you want Linlin to play, take your hands off me first!" Clearly, she was yelling at her father again.

Her father pursed his lips, making an indifferent expression, and then slowly withdrew his arm. His hand gradually slipped free from the vaginal opening, finally pulling out completely with a "pop," his hand covered in sticky vaginal fluid, like braised meat just pulled from soup.

While her vaginal opening was still open... Then, Dad grabbed my wrist with his sticky hands and shoved it inside. I tried to clench my hand into a date-like shape, but Dad said, "Don't waste time. Your hands are small, it doesn't matter how you do it."

With a whoosh, my hand, bent like a pickled chicken claw, was stuffed into Mom's vagina. Mom's body shuddered.

Dad laughed and said, "Is it fun?"

I felt my hand being enveloped by a soft, moist, and warm... Wrapped in a thin membrane, it felt like being in a summer stream. I said, "It feels so good. Is it like this inside me too?"

Dad said, "It's all the same. The feeling in your hand is the feeling down there right now. Tell me, isn't fucking my hole great?" As he spoke, he thrust in and out quickly a few times, and I was brought to another climax by his penetration, letting out two soft moans.

My hand was inside Mom's vagina, but I didn't dare to move for a long time. Dad encouraged me, saying, "It's okay." "Son, play however you want, your mom can handle it. Right, Nianxi!"

Mom said, "Don't listen to your dad, but just don't scratch with your nails—you don't have long nails, do you?"

I said, "I cut them yesterday."

Mom was relieved, "Then play however you want."

I carefully spread my fingers, my fingertips brushing against a coin-sized protrusion on the vaginal wall. Mom's body trembled slightly, and she laughed, "You all know..." "I ordered it.

I touched it by accident," I said.

I touched the fleshy rings inside. My mother reminded me.

My father added, "Your mother's fleshy rings move."

My fingers traced the vaginal walls inwards, and the fleshy rings along the way gently writhed. It wasn't so much that I was stroking them, but rather that they were stroking me. Sixteen years ago, they caressed my entire body, and then brought me here. In this world.

At the end of the vagina, my fingertips touched an extremely soft, hemispherical organ. My mother's body shuddered again. I said, "Is this the cervix?"

My mother cautiously said, "You can pinch it, but don't use too much force."

The cervix was like a ripe plum. I gently pinched it between my index and middle fingers, as if afraid of crushing it. I asked curiously, "Is this where I came from?" "Where did it come from? Such a tiny little thing."

Mom said, "It's not that big yet. You just squeezed out through that little opening in the middle."

I groped and placed my index finger on the cervical incision. It was a narrow slit about two centimeters long. As I slid my finger along the slit, it made a sucking motion like a little mouth, and my finger felt itchy. When I was little, when I fed the cat, it would lick my fingers with its tongue... This feeling.

Mom said, "Your cervix is still just a small opening right now. After you give birth, it'll look like mine."

I think only Dad's penis knows best what my cervix looks like now.

I continued to stroke my cervix, feeling its softness and smoothness with my fingertips. Just as I tried to place my ring finger on it, it unexpectedly retracted, and at the same time, Mom took a deep breath. She sighed and said, "Let's not play with the cervix anymore, it's a little itchy."

I pulled my fingers back as if I'd been electrocuted. Mom said again, "Why don't you play interactive games with your brother, like your dad does?"

There was only a thin membrane between my brother's penis and my hand. I rotated my arm, gently flipped my wrist over, and pressed my palm up against the membrane. I could feel my brother's penis sliding between my fingers.

I pinched two fingers together, feeling something being clamped between them. My brother suddenly stopped moving, turned his head, and looked at me suspiciously, saying, "Why are you pinching my foreskin?"

I said, "I'm giving you a masturbation session."

My brother turned his head back, saying, "No need, let go."

I released my fingers, and his penis slid between them again. As he pulled out, I pressed the tip of the glans with my index finger, and my brother... It won't stick in again.

Mom—this time, my brother didn't bother arguing with me; he went straight to Mom to complain: "Look at Linlin, I finally get to do anal sex, and she keeps causing trouble."

Mom scolded me, saying: "If you cause trouble again, you won't be allowed to play anymore."

I stuck my tongue out at Dad, and he tapped my nose, saying

: "Never serious." Mom scolded me once, then turned and said earnestly: "Trouble..." "You won't learn anything by messing around, Linlin. Listen to Mommy, Mommy will teach you how to play."

I listened attentively. "

Open your palm, be gentle, Mommy's okay."

I opened my closed fingers.

"Shuwen, don't insert it yet."

My brother stopped too.

I loosely clenched my fingers and grabbed upwards. That's right...did you grab your brother's penis?

My brother said: "I grabbed it, it's like there's a band around my rectum."

"Squeeze tighter!" Mom told me. I was afraid to use force and asked her, "Is it okay?" "

Don't grip so tightly," she said. "Just use a third of your strength; I can't handle it if you grip too tightly."

Curious, I asked, "What's the point?"

Mom said, "Ask your brother."

My brother thrust his hips, and his penis started throbbing again. I asked him, "What does it feel like?"

My brother said, "It's like anal sex, but it's also like masturbation. I

can't really describe the feeling." I said, "That's obvious.

It's better than both anal sex and masturbation," my brother concluded. "

Then why don't you cum already?" I said, "My hand is really tired." "

Almost there, almost there, I feel like I'm going to ejaculate."

My brother increased the frequency of his thrusts, and it felt like I was holding a pile driver in my hand. My mother groaned and moaned. After more than a hundred thrusts, my brother made his final sprint, then lay motionless on my mother's back. I felt a surge of pleasure rush through my palm, followed by a second wave, a third wave… until the penis in my hand began to soften—my brother had ejaculated completely, deep into my mother's rectum.

I slowly released my grip, and at that moment, my mother's arm reached out from under her lower abdomen. Her voice was filled with desire as she said, "Mom's a little itchy too, hurry up and give Mom some." After saying that, she grabbed my wrist and tried to insert it into my vagina. My father also reached out to help. Before I could react, I panicked and didn't know which hand shape to use, so I simply clenched my fist. Although the diameter of my fist was large, the hard and sharp parts were hidden, so it wouldn't scratch my vagina.

My fist was like an extra-large penis, bringing unprecedented impact to my mother's vagina. Every time I inserted it to the end, my fist would hit my cervix, and my mother would moan excitedly. After inserting it like this for about ten minutes, my mother's cervix began to contract violently, and it contracted tighter and tighter. Every pore on her body was trembling slightly. My hand froze, as if a fully drawn bowstring lay before me, and I waited patiently for the moment of explosion.

Suddenly, her cervix opened wide, like a breached dam, and a torrent of vaginal fluid gushed out, leaking from my hand and between my fingers, instantly soaking the sofa.

Taking advantage of the gushing fluid, I withdrew my hand. My mother swayed, collapsing wearily onto the sofa. My brother slid off her back, turned, and pounced on her again, embracing one of her legs and greedily sucking at her vaginal opening. My mother, in turn, grabbed my brother's penis and brought it to her mouth.

The son drank his mother's vaginal fluid, the mother ate her son's semen—what a lewd scene!

My father, who hadn't focused on penetrating me for half a day, was now overcome with lust, wielding his large penis vigorously inside my vagina. The waves of thrusting were too intense; my delicate vagina couldn't take it. I clung to my father, saying, "Daddy, Daddy...too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too

fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast,

too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast..." Maintaining this frequency and intensity, his large penis thrust into my vagina over two hundred times. My cervix felt like it was being riddled with machine gun fire. Just as I was about to have contractions, my father pulled me close and suddenly stopped moving.

His chest heaved as he panted, "Almost there, almost there! Just came out of the egg, going into the vas deferens right away!"

I hugged him tightly, but suddenly he jerked and pushed me away.

Dad looked at me with a horrified expression. I was startled by this sudden turn of events and asked nervously, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Dad said, "Oh no, we didn't use a condom again.

The semen has already rushed into my urethra, and it's too late to pull it out." Mom, brother, and I all cried out in unison, "Oh no…!" At the same time, deep inside my vagina, the urethral opening on the glans was suddenly forced open, and thick, turbid white fluid churned inside…

It was another beautiful early summer day. Leaving Li Ke's house, I straightened my clothes and looked at the cloudless blue sky, feeling as if I were melting into its embrace. A flock of birds flew overhead, their clear calls falling like leaves.

Back home, my parents were preparing dinner in the kitchen. Hearing the door open, my mother peeked out. Seeing me, she immediately asked, "Where have you been again?" "

To Li Ke's house." I closed the door and was about to change into slippers when my mother suddenly emerged from the kitchen, carrying a cleaver, and strode towards me. I was startled. "Mom, what are you doing?"

My mom sniffed me from head to toe, making me feel nauseous. I said, "Mom, are you smelling me to see if I'm cooked before you cut me?"

My mom glared at me, "Stop joking, tell me honestly, you ejaculated inside me again, didn't you?"

I said, "Oh, so what?"

I bent down to get my slippers, and my mom poked my spine with her finger, saying, "You're 16 already, aren't you afraid of getting pregnant? How many times have I told you before you listen? If you get pregnant, how will you go to school?"

I changed into my slippers and squeezed past her, saying impatiently, "Ugh, it's not like I forgot my pills."

I went back to my bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, only now feeling exhausted, as if all my energy had been drained. I took out my phone and called Li Ke. Li Ke answered, "Hello, are you home? So fast!"

Me: "Fast? I'm exhausted."

Li Ke: You're one to talk! Teacher Liu and the others were so intense today, my penis is all swollen. Are you okay?

Me: It's a little swollen.

Hey, let me tell you something interesting.

What interesting thing could you possibly have?

Li Ke said: Did you see them having sex with Qin Meng?

What happened to Qin Meng? I asked, and Li Ke suddenly became excited, "You don't know, do you? Qin Meng used her back door today, and Da Linzi and Er Bi Qiang almost fucked her to death."

I sat up abruptly on the bed, "Really? How did you know?" "

How could I not know? Qin Meng left even later than you. After you left, I was cleaning the house and found her secretly wiping away tears in the bathroom, haha..."

I got excited and asked: "What happened after she finished? Didn't you see?"

Li Ke said: "What, you want to try it too?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just say it.

Anyway, the area around the anus is all red, what else can it do?" She paused for a moment, then said, "It looks like it hurts a lot.

" "Didn't you put any oil on it?" I asked. Li Ke chuckled, "Put oil on my ass, just rubbing it, where would I get oil from? What about

your mom's bottle?

" "Don't mention my mom's bottle, I've been thinking about it for two weeks, but my cousin took it away when I wasn't home the day before yesterday." Li Ke then said resentfully, "You know, my second aunt's family, they always use the back door instead of the front door. My second aunt is the same, her family likes this stuff but she doesn't buy more bottles to keep on hand, and when they urgently need it, they're at a loss, sending my cousin to sweep our house clean. This isn't the first time...

Okay, okay." I interrupted her, "It's just a bottle of lubricant, I'll buy another one tomorrow." I continued, "Didn't Qin Meng tell you what it felt like to go through the back door?"

Li Ke seemed still angry about having her lubricant taken away, and retorted, "What could it feel like? It hurts."

I didn't care and shamelessly asked, "Did she ejaculate inside?"

...

Hey! Tell me quickly, did she ejaculate inside?

You asked about the front and back?

Of course, the back.

Li Ke's tone finally softened, and she said, "She said she ejaculated herself, but I didn't see any flow." She

must have ejaculated inside, sigh... I laughed and said, "Didn't you open it up to check?" "

Get lost!" Li Ke roared, "My lower body is still swollen, how can I have the mood to look at her?"

Li Ke looks very much like Yang Mi. After the drama "Palace" became a hit, we called her a lowly maid, and she called herself "this palace".

I stuck out my tongue and said, "Then you should rest, I won't bother you anymore."

I quickly hung up the phone, then collapsed onto the bed laughing out loud. My dad shuffled in in his slippers, saw me like this, and muttered to himself, "What's wrong

with you now?" I suppressed my laughter and sat up in bed. I said, "Dad, I need to talk to you about something." "

Hold on, wait until your brother comes back and talk to him."

I said, "It's not that, I just finished."

"What else could it be?" My dad sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me with a sly expression.

I snuggled up to my dad, hugged his neck, and said, "Dad, you're such a good dad."

My dad pushed me away, his face hard, and said, "Don't give me that, it's definitely not good news."

I calmed myself down, then lowered my head, clenching my fingers together to look obedient. I said, "It's nothing much, I just wanted to get that…" I swallowed hard. "I just wanted to get that… back door opened this year, and I was asking if you agree." I blurted it out, then secretly glanced at my dad, feeling uneasy. Unexpectedly, my

dad seemed relieved after hearing this, and said with a sigh of relief, "I thought you were pregnant."

"So, do you agree?" I asked eagerly. "

I don't care, besides, even if you get it done, we won't know." "It's your decision. Just apply more oil the first few times." "

So you agree? You're such a good dad." I was overjoyed, wanting to jump up and kiss my dad a few times, but he blocked me with both hands, "Wait, I have something else to say."

"Please, please say it."

Dad's expression turned serious again. He asked, "Your mom said you ejaculated inside me again?"

I was incredibly annoyed, thinking it was the same old story. I said, "Didn't I tell you I took medication?"

Dad said, "I smelled semen as soon as I walked in the house. It wasn't just one person,

was it?" I said, "Three.

Taking medication isn't safe, you know?" Dad said, "You don't even clean up after you ejaculate. With hundreds of millions of sperm rushing in at once, who knows which one might have a high tolerance and get inside."

I said, "Fine, fine, I'll clean it up then, okay?"

I took off my jeans, then pulled my underwear down to my knees. The semen inside had congealed into patchy, map-like stains. Dad grabbed a dozen tissues and wiped the semen off my pubic hair and labia majora. I said, "I can do it myself."

Dad said, "I don't trust you to do it.

" Dad always thinks I'm still that clumsy little girl, but I'm 16 now.

I lay on the bed like a big toad. Dad laid an oilcloth under me, placed the bowl of semen on it, and aimed it at my vagina. He pressed down on my buttocks with one hand and held the bowl with the other, saying, "Push!"

I strained my lower body, pushing my cervix forward while simultaneously contracting my vagina, squeezing out the remaining semen in waves. My dad bent over, watching, until no more semen leaked from my vaginal opening. He put down the plate, inserted his index and middle fingers together into my vagina, and stirred. My cervix hadn't fully retracted, and his fingernails scratched it, causing me to tense up and cry out, "Ouch!"

Dad pulled his fingers out, rubbed them against the edge of the plate, and said, "Now you know what pain is."

I turned back and complained, "You poked my uterus!"

Dad ignored me, instead picking up the plate and standing there intently watching. I was very puzzled. Had those three guys ejaculated gold? I asked curiously, "Dad, what are you looking at? Which one looks like your grandson?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Dad shoved a plate in front of me. "Look how yellow this semen is today."

I pretended to be excited and exclaimed, "There really is gold in it!"

"Nonsense again." Dad withdrew his hand.

I said, "Zou Zhiwei and Yang Feifei are both a bit stressed today."

I sat up, grabbed some toilet paper, wiped myself down there, and then pulled my pants back up. Dad took the plate of semen out, and a little while later I heard the toilet flush. Then I heard Mom calling from outside, "Dinner's ready!"

I was starving, and I ejaculated like semen.

During dinner, I sat across from my mother. Suddenly, it dawned on me that I hadn't gotten past her about the back door. I didn't dare ask her directly, so I gave my father a meaningful look. He looked at me, confused. I pointed to my backside with the back of my hand, and he immediately understood. Then I told my mother about my idea of getting anal sex. My mother stopped eating and asked him, "You agree?" Then she looked at me. I quickly picked up my bowl and started shoveling rice into my mouth, using the bottom of the bowl to cover my face. "

What's there to agree or disagree about?" my father said between bites. "Besides, is it any of your business?"

I held my bowl, nervous, fearing my mother's outburst. However, to my surprise, my mother's reaction was unusually calm. She said, "If you want to, then go for it. It's always better to ejaculate from behind than in the front." Then I picked up my chopsticks and continued eating. A huge weight lifted from my shoulders. Putting down my bowl and chopsticks, I said, "I'm full!"

I went back to my room, turned on the computer, and headed straight to the adult store. I'd ignore the anal toys for now and just buy a bottle of lubricant.

My mother, having finished her meal, came in and sat behind me. Seeing me picking out lubricant, she asked in surprise, "You're already thinking about it?"

I said, "I'll buy it first and keep it.

Didn't you say Li Ke had half a bottle? We won't use the whole bottle, just the first few times."

Thinking about Li Ke's half-bottle of lubricant made me laugh. I said, "His cousin used it all. His cousin's family are professional 'backdoor' customers."

My mother said dismissively, "Professionals use lubricant?

They live a life of self-importance!" "Mom," I asked. "When did you get anal sex?

" Me? Mom seemed to be recalling something from a long time ago, and after a while, she said, "It was when I was pregnant with your brother. I'd never even heard of anal sex back then. Your dad was really desperate and forced himself on me. Later, he found it actually felt pretty good, and that's when he realized you could do it from behind."

"You never used any lubricant?"

I asked. Mom said, "Back then, nobody knew about lubricant, unlike now.

" "That must have hurt so much!" I thought of Qin Meng crying from being fucked today and couldn't help but gasp. "

The first few times were inevitably painful," Mom said. "And when you were young, your dad's penis was a whole size thicker than it is now. It felt like a wooden stake was stuck in your anus, burning hot.

" I turned my face away. "And you could endure it?"

"What can I do if I can't bear it?" My mom chuckled and said, "But you got through it in the end, didn't you?"

I gave her a thumbs up, "You're amazing!" "But I don't plan to pass it on." I turned back to continue picking out my lubricant.

After browsing several stores, I finally settled on one, placed the order, and confirmed payment. I asked my mom, "Is there anything else you want to buy?"

My mom stood up, stretched, and said, "I'm not buying anything. And don't just think about buying lubricant; buy a few boxes of condoms to have on hand." She then walked out of the house.

I raised my voice and asked, "Which brand of condoms is good?"

My mom's voice came from the living room, "Anything is fine, as long as they don't break."

I chuckled, thinking to myself, "If this really happens, who am I going to blame?"

I browsed the online store again and bought a few boxes of condoms, all no-name brands. They didn't cost much, but I was too lazy to use them. However, something was better than nothing, and taking a few with me would at least put my parents at ease. As for pregnancy, I wasn't afraid at all. I believed in the power of birth control pills, and more importantly, I couldn't bear to give up the intense pleasure of ejaculation inside me.

After buying my things and shutting down the computer, I collapsed onto the bed. I was exhausted from the day; I'd been fucked by five or six men all afternoon, and they'd ejaculated inside me three times. My lower body was still a little swollen. I clutched my stomach, closed my eyes, and somehow drifted off to sleep. In the middle of the night, I vaguely heard my mother moaning, but I couldn't tell if it was reality or a dream.

Two days later, it was another weekend. My brother came home from school. At dinner, the four of us sat around the table. My mother ate while telling my brother about the new things that had happened at home these past few days, and she specifically mentioned that I wanted to have anal sex.

My brother said, "Really?" Then, full of anticipation, he asked me, "When are you planning to do it? I've made a reservation. You can't ask anyone else."

I said, "What? You've already pre-ordered it? The lubricant hasn't even arrived yet."

Mom added, "Why are you getting involved? Your penis is too big, it can't be deflowered, and neither can your dad."

My brother muttered, "Then who will

we ask? It'll just be another outsider getting a good deal." "Don't worry about that," Mom said, turning to me. "Linlin, are there any suitable guys among your classmates?"

I said, "I was just mentioning it, it's nothing yet."

Mom was about to ask more when Dad, getting impatient, banged on the table and said, "Eat, eat! We still have business to attend to after dinner."

The discussion ended there. My brother picked up his chopsticks and continued eating. Mom put a piece of braised pork in Dad's bowl, giving him a sidelong glance. I reached for the stir-fried pork with green peppers...

After dinner, Mom cleaned up the dishes. Dad leaned lazily against the sofa and said, "Nianxi, let's clean up tomorrow morning. I've been sitting here for ages

." Mom didn't turn around, saying as she cleaned, "You and Shuwen can help each other for a bit."

Dad glanced at me in my brother's arms and said, "Linlin's back door isn't open yet?"

Mom carried a stack of bowls into the kitchen, then poked her head out again. "Isn't there still a mouth?"

I thought to myself, my pants halfway down: "This is really my mom!"

My brother was quite modest, pushing me towards Dad and saying, "Why don't you go first? I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for Mom."

Dad looked at my brother's taut penis and asked curiously, "You always come home like a hungry wolf who hasn't eaten for days, what's wrong with you today?"

"Oh, I ejaculated once this morning.

The school organized sperm donation," my brother added.

"No wonder, then I'll go first, you wait for Mom." "Nianxi," Dad called towards the kitchen, "I did it with Linlin first, Shuwen said he wants to do it with you."

Mom walked to the kitchen door, leaning against the doorframe, and asked, "What? Weren't we going to do it together?"

My brother explained, "We did it together, we'll switch after a while."

Mom went back to the kitchen to continue washing the dishes. Dad picked me up, and we knelt facing each other, my jeans pulled down to my knees, revealing my soft, white thighs and firm, round buttocks. Dad pinched my buttocks with both hands, and I held his large penis in one hand while using the other to spread my vaginal opening. This position was awkward for me, and I tried to insert it several times but couldn't get it in the right position.

Dad looked down and asked, "Is this okay? If not, ask your brother for help.

" I finally gave up, let go, and said, "Brother, you do it."

My brother stood up from the sofa and turned behind me. I raised my buttocks, and my brother grasped my father's penis and straightened it. Just as I was about to sit down, my father said, "Wait, Shuwen, roll down my foreskin... Yes, a little lower, all the way down."

I asked, "What's this for?"

My father said, "So the bare shaft can be aligned."

"Brother?" I shouted, "What?

" I raised my buttocks a little higher and said to him from under my pants, "Brother, spread my labia—to align them."

My brother said irritably, "You're really hard to please, big and small?"

I said, "Spread them both.

Don't you have hands?

Can't I see?"

My brother touched and spread my labia majora and minora, and my vaginal fluid flowed down his fingers into his palm. My brother said, "Hurry up, I've already stretched the vaginal opening open for you."

I slowly sat down, my brother directing me from behind: "Left...a little to the right...oh...forward...no, it's here..."

I said, "Can't you just align it properly for me? You're leading me to worship the four directions."

My brother protested, "How much more alignable do I need to be?"

Just then, Dad spoke up, "Stop fooling around, hurry up and insert it into Linlin."

My brother stopped fooling around and nudged me a few times from behind. I felt my vaginal opening touch Dad's glans, and I plopped down. Unexpectedly, my brother aligned it perfectly this time, and I used too much force, accidentally sitting on his hand under my buttocks. My brother cried out and pulled his hand away, exclaiming, "You're killing the donkey after it's done its work!"

I said, "Yes, you're a big-headed, stupid donkey."

My brother, too lazy to feign intimacy with me, wiped the semen off his hands and sat back down on the sofa, turning on the TV to find a program.

Dad asked me, "Is it all the way in now?"

I said, "Of course, it's all the way in, perfectly aligned." I glanced at my brother; his expression was very smug.

After penetration, Dad lifted my buttocks, and my body began to rise and fall with the force of his hands. His penis rubbed against the vaginal walls, and each impact of the glans against my cervix gave me an unprecedented feeling of fullness.

"Is it good?" Dad asked me as he continued. "Mmm!" I wrapped my arms around Dad's neck and leaned on his shoulder, waves of pleasure emanating from my vagina and spreading throughout my body. Being fucked was so incredibly pleasurable.

Mom finished washing the dishes and came out of the kitchen. Seeing Dad and me hugging, she joked, "You two are working together pretty well."

"Mom, brother, sit up straight, are the dishes done?"

"Yeah! You must have been waiting impatiently." Mom unbuttoned her pants and said, "Don't rush, look at my new underwear."

After taking off her outer pants, Mom showed my brother the new type of "dry hole pants" she had bought online. The trousers had two openings, one in the front and one in the back, directly facing the vulva and anus. Two round flaps were sewn above the openings, each secured with two buttons at the bottom. The flaps were semi-transparent, allowing a glimpse of the vulva's outline from the front. For vaginal penetration, simply unbutton the flaps and lift them; the same applied to anal penetration.

Mom circled around and said, "Shuwen, how is it?" Then she sat on her brother's lap, unbuttoned the front flaps, and lifted them up. See, there's an absorbent pad underneath.

Her brother put his hand inside and touched it. Sure enough, despite all the fluid, it wasn't wet at all. He pulled it out and held it under his nose.

Mom asked, "Does it smell?" "

It has a slightly pungent smell, but not strong."

Mom rolled over, knelt on the sofa, and stuck her butt out, saying, "Look at the back again."

My brother lifted the wig, revealing Mom's anus in the center of the opening. His brow furrowed suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Mom, why did you shave the hair on your anus?!

What's the point of leaving it?" "Linlin shaved it for me."

My brother glared at me fiercely. I said, "I shaved it, isn't it clean enough? It

's not lewd at all after shaving, can't you tell?" My brother said angrily.

I said, "I can't tell, it's very clean."

Dad chimed in, "It's good that it's shaved, no more semen sticking."

My brother threw away the wig, "You guys really don't understand art." "

The art of hair?" I said.

My brother tapped my forehead hard. "You know nothing about lewd art."

Before I could retort, my father stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "It's shaved, so it's shaved. It'll be more comfortable to do it with it shaved. Really, Shuwen, you should try it if you don't believe me."

Before her brother could respond, Mom suddenly sat up, glaring at Dad. "Stop nagging Shuwen about backdoor sex. If

he always does it, his penis won't bend properly. He's so old; his penis is already fully developed." Dad retorted dismissively, "When you were little, his penis went down your rectum; now your rectum goes down his penis. It's not the same, is it?" "

Yes, Mom," Mom chimed in from behind. "I've had plenty of asshole sex with girls at school, and I'm doing fine now."

His erect penis was slightly upturned, perfectly aligned with the curve of his vagina.

Mom turned to examine his penis, and her brother tentatively suggested, "How about we try backdoor?"

Mom looked at her brother, then at her father, and finally sighed, "Oh! I just can't do anything with you two." With that, she rolled over and knelt again, her buttocks sticking up high.

Her brother, supporting Mom's back, pulled himself out, straddling her body like a horse, then grasped his penis and aimed it at her anus.

"Shuwen!" Mom finally instructed, "Mom's rectum isn't as soft as the girls at your school. Don't be like your father; if you can't get it all the way in, pull out. Try a few more times, and if it really doesn't work, don't force it."

"Okay, I know."

My brother, impatient, thrust his hips forward, and his enormous glans plunged into my mother's anus. My mother's body trembled slightly, but she didn't make a sound. I wondered when I could reach my mother's level.

At first, insertion was smooth; my brother's penis was halfway in in an instant. I wondered if my mother was worrying unnecessarily. But when it was about 5 or 6 centimeters outside, my brother couldn't go any further. He tried several times but failed.

I laughed and said, "What's wrong? Did you hit something?"

"Nonsense again." My father's glans slammed heavily against my cervix. I cried out, "What are you doing? I was just saying! Do you know how much it hurts?"

Dad, having used too much force, quickly apologized: "I made a mistake. Does it still hurt?" I pouted and said, "Then could you rub it for me?"

Dad pinched my waist and swayed me back and forth like he was doing Tai Chi, his glans rubbing against my cervix, sending shivers of numbness through me.

Mom felt that her penis couldn't go any further down my rectum, so she advised my brother: "If it doesn't work, just stop here."

My brother was clearly unwilling, but helpless. Just as he was at his wit's end, Dad turned his head and said: "Book..." "Wen, your butt? Raise it higher, let me see."

My brother bent over, and Dad stretched out his arm, but it wasn't long enough, so he picked me up and moved me closer to Mom.

Then Dad put his five fingers together, made a date-shaped fist, and reached towards Mom's genitals. Mom's labia majora and minora weren't tightly closed like mine, but naturally parted, exposing her vaginal opening. At this moment, from Mom's vagina... A small amount of vaginal fluid had already seeped out. Dad's hand lingered briefly at the entrance of her vagina before rotating and inserting it further inside. I wiped my own vaginal fluid onto Dad's scrotum and also onto the back of his hand.

Mom asked warily, "Dad, what are you doing?"

Dad replied, "Helping Shuwen." With a slight push, his entire hand was swallowed by Mom's vagina. Mom lunged forward, yelling, "Are you crazy? Playing this in front of the kids!

I've only ever seen fist-fucking in porn, I never thought Mom could do it.

Don't make a fuss." Dad said, "Don't think they don't understand, it's shown on TV now.

" Mom stepped back, raised her buttocks again, and said unhappily, "Let me know next time."

Do I need to let you know with just one hand?

The result... Mom was even more unhappy. Hurry up and stop talking nonsense.

Dad leaned back on the sofa, with his head raised and his expression focused, while I was minding my own business with the cock in my vagina. Although I can't see it, I believe that my mother's vagina must be experiencing more intense stimulation at this time.

Feel my hand? Dad asked looking at the ceiling, "Well, it's my cock." My brother adjusted his posture to find the best angle.

Glans?

No, go ahead.

This?

We’ve reached the coronal sulcus, let’s go further!

The mother suddenly shouted: uterus! Be gentle!

Dad was a little nervous, swallowed his saliva, and after a while asked again: Is it here? Try harder...

My brother tried again, but still to no avail.

Follow the direction of my finger and pay attention! Dad clears his throat My son's eyes brightened. "Yes...yes...left...upward...did you touch a lump?...Yes, keep going forward...Nianxi, don't move...Yes, turn right...No, still left..."

I saw my brother's buttocks twisting and turning under my father's direction, and I remembered the blind man's line in "A Chinese Odyssey": "Twisting and turning might mean he has hemorrhoids!"

Persistence pays off. With my father's careful guidance and his own tireless efforts, my brother finally successfully inserted his entire penis into my mother's rectum. I breathed a sigh of relief for them, but I still had some questions. I asked my father, "Is it so troublesome to insert it all the way in? It's useless when thrusting; every time you thrust, it's like doing calisthenics." Dad laughed and said, "You don't understand. Your mom's rectum is shaped by my penis. Your brother's penis is different from mine. It'll stretch out after a few more times."

I said, "Your penis isn't this twisted."

Dad said, "That's the natural curvature of the rectum. I've gotten used to it, but your brother hasn't."

I only vaguely understood. At this moment, my brother started thrusting. Because it was fully inserted and stuck too tightly, and there was no lubricant, there was almost no relative movement between the rectum and the penis during thrusting. In short, however my brother's buttocks moved, Mom's buttocks moved along with them, as if they were stuck together. The sofa creaked from their movements.

Seeing this novel way of inserting, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind. I thought it was fun, so I said to my brother, "Brother, try lifting Mom up." As soon as I finished speaking, this image appeared in my mind: my brother standing with his hands on his hips and legs apart, Mom with his penis inserted into her anus, dangling between his legs, flailing her limbs like a giant shrimp, while my brother, like a fisherman who had caught a treasure, proudly looked at his prey...

Thinking about it, I laughed.

A slight bump on my cervix startled me from my reverie. My father was looking at me with a strange look. "Little brat, I really don't understand what you think about every day?"

I smiled mischievously and said, "What could I possibly think about?"

My father asked me, "Want to play with Mom's cunt together?"

Dad's hand was still inside Mom's vagina. I said, "How do we play?

You can put your hand in too, it's warm in there."

I asked timidly, "Is this okay?"

"No—no!" Mom suddenly shouted first, "If you want Linlin to play, take your hand away first." Obviously, she was yelling at Dad again.

Dad pursed his lips, made an indifferent expression, and then slowly withdrew his arm. Dad's hand gradually broke free from the vaginal restraints, and finally withdrew completely with a "pop," his hand covered in sticky vaginal fluid, like braised meat just scooped from soup.

Before Mom's vaginal opening closed, Dad grabbed my wrist with his sticky hands and shoved it inside. I tried to clench my hand into a date-pit shape, but Dad said, "Don't waste time. Your hands are small, it'll do whatever you want." With

a whoosh, my hand, bent like a pickled pepper chicken claw, was shoved into Mom's vagina. Mom's body jolted.

Dad laughed, "Having fun?"

I felt my hand being wrapped in a soft, moist, and warm membrane, like being in a summer stream. I said, "It feels so good. Is it like this inside me too?"

Dad said, "It's all the same. The feeling in your hand is the same feeling I have down there. Tell me

, isn't fucking a hole great?" He thrust in and out quickly a few times, and I cried out in pleasure again. My hand was inside Mom's vagina, but I didn't dare move for a while. Dad encouraged me, saying, "It's okay, play however you want. Your mom can handle it. Right, Nianxi?"

Mom said, "Don't listen to your dad, but don't scratch with your nails—you don't have long nails, do you?"

I said, "I cut them yesterday."

Mom was relieved, "Then play however you want."

I carefully spread my fingers, my fingertips brushing against a coin-sized protrusion on the vaginal wall. Mom's body trembled slightly, and she laughed, "You know about G-spots now." "

I accidentally touched it," I said.

"Touch the fleshy rings inside," Mom reminded me.

Dad added, "Your mom's fleshy rings move."

My fingers traced the vaginal wall inwards, and the fleshy rings along the way gently writhed. It wasn't so much that I was stroking them, but rather that they were stroking me. Sixteen years ago, they caressed my entire body before bringing me into this world.

At the end of the vagina, my fingertips touched an extremely soft, hemispherical organ. Mom's body shuddered again. I said, "Is this the cervix?"

Mom cautiously said, "You can pinch it, but don't use too much force."

My cervix looked like a ripe plum. I gently pinched it between my index and middle fingers, as if afraid of bursting it. I asked curiously, "Is this where I came out? So tiny!"

My mother said, "Not that big yet. You squeezed out through that little opening in the middle.

" I groped and placed my index finger on the opening of my cervix. It was a narrow slit about two centimeters long. As I slid my finger along the slit, it made a sucking motion like a little mouth. My finger felt itchy. It felt like when I was little and the cat licked my fingers with its tongue.

My mother said, "Your cervix is still just a small opening now. After you give birth, it will look like mine."

I think only Dad's penis knows what my cervix looks like now.

I continued to stroke my cervix, feeling its softness and smoothness with my fingertips. Just as I tried to place my ring finger on it, it unexpectedly retracted. At the same time, Mom took a deep breath and said, "Don't play with your cervix anymore, it's a little itchy."

I pulled my finger back as if I had been electrocuted. Mom said again, "Why don't you play interactively with your brother, like your dad does?"

There was only a thin membrane between my brother's penis and my hand. I rotated my arm, gently flipped my wrist over, and placed my palm up against the membrane. I could feel my brother's penis sliding between my fingers.

I pinched two fingers together, feeling something being clamped between them. My brother suddenly stopped moving, turned around, and looked at me suspiciously, saying, "Why are you pinching my foreskin?"

I said, "I'm giving you a handjob."

My brother turned his head back, saying, "No need, let go."

I released my fingers, and his penis slid between them again. As he pulled out, I pressed the tip of the glans with my index finger, and my brother couldn't insert it again. "

Mom—," my brother didn't bother arguing with me this time, and went straight to Mom to complain: "Look at Linlin, I finally get to do anal sex, and she keeps causing trouble."

Mom scolded me, saying, "If you cause trouble again, you won't be allowed to play anymore."

I stuck my tongue out at Dad, and he tapped the tip of my nose, saying, "You're never serious."

Mom scolded me, then said earnestly, "You won't learn anything from causing trouble, Linlin. Listen to Mom, Mom will teach you how to play."

I listened intently. "

Open your palm, be gentle, Mom's okay."

I opened my closed fingers.

"Shuwen, don't insert it yet."

My brother stopped too.

I loosely clenched my fingers and grabbed upwards. That's right... did you grab my penis?

My brother said, "I grabbed it, it's like there's a band around my rectum."

"Squeeze tighter!" Mom told me. I didn't dare to use force and asked my mom, "Is it okay?"

"Don't squeeze so tightly, only use a third of your strength, I can't stand it if it's too tight."

I asked curiously, "What's the use?"

Mom said, "Ask your brother."

My brother thrust his hips, and his penis throbbed again. I asked him, "What does it feel like?" He

said, "It's like anal sex, but it's also like masturbation. I ca

n't really describe it." I said, "That's obvious.

Anyway, it's better than both anal sex and masturbation," he concluded. "

Then why don't you hurry up and cum?" I said, "My hand is getting tired." "

Almost there, almost there, I feel like I'm going to ejaculate."

My brother increased the frequency of his thrusts, and it felt like I was holding a pile driver in my hand. My mother groaned and moaned. After more than a hundred thrusts, my brother made his final sprint, then lay motionless on my mother's back. I felt a surge of pleasure rush through my palm, followed by a second wave, a third wave… until the penis in my hand began to soften—my brother had ejaculated completely, deep into my mother's rectum.

I slowly released my grip, and at that moment, my mother's arm reached out from under her lower abdomen. Her voice was filled with desire as she said, "Mom's a little itchy too, hurry up and give Mom some." After saying that, she grabbed my wrist and tried to insert it into my vagina. My father also reached out to help. Before I could react, I panicked and didn't know which hand shape to use, so I simply clenched my fist. Although the diameter of my fist was large, the hard and sharp parts were hidden, so it wouldn't scratch my vagina.

My fist was like an extra-large penis, bringing unprecedented impact to my mother's vagina. Every time I inserted it to the end, my fist would hit my cervix, and my mother would moan excitedly. After inserting it like this for about ten minutes, my mother's cervix began to contract violently, and it contracted tighter and tighter. Every pore on her body was trembling slightly. My hand froze, as if a fully drawn bowstring lay before me, and I waited patiently for the moment of explosion.

Suddenly, her cervix opened wide, like a breached dam, and a torrent of vaginal fluid gushed out, leaking from my hand and between my fingers, instantly soaking the sofa.

Taking advantage of the gushing fluid, I withdrew my hand. My mother swayed, collapsing wearily onto the sofa. My brother slid off her back, turned, and pounced on her again, embracing one of her legs and greedily sucking at her vaginal opening. My mother, in turn, grabbed my brother's penis and brought it to her mouth.

The son drank his mother's vaginal fluid, the mother ate her son's semen—what a lewd scene!

My father, who hadn't focused on penetrating me for half a day, was now overcome with lust, wielding his large penis vigorously inside my vagina. The waves of thrusting were too intense; my delicate vagina couldn't take it. I clung to my father, saying, "Daddy, Daddy...too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too

fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast,

too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast..." Maintaining this frequency and intensity, his large penis thrust into my vagina over two hundred times. My cervix felt like it was being riddled with machine gun fire. Just as I was about to have contractions, my father pulled me close and suddenly stopped moving.

His chest heaved as he panted, "Almost there, almost there! Just came out of the egg, going into the vas deferens right away!"

I hugged him tightly, but suddenly he jerked and pushed me away.

My father looked at me with a face full of horror. I was startled by this sudden turn of events and asked nervously, "Dad, what's wrong?"

My father said, "Oh no, we didn't use a condom again."

The semen had already rushed into my urethra, and it was too late to pull it out. Mom, my brother, and I all shouted in unison: "I'm going to...!" At the same time, deep inside my vagina, the meatus on the glans was suddenly forced open, and thick, turbid white fluid churned up inside...

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