A widow's lust is like a floodgate.

Since my husband's passing, my life had been empty, lonely, and utterly boring. Unexpectedly, I met him again during a trip, leading to a tragic encounter. Our relationship went beyond friendship, ending my widowhood.

A little over a year ago, my husband passed away from a brain tumor, leaving me heartbroken and depressed for a while. Fortunately, he left behind a considerable fortune, ensuring my financial security and easing some of my worries.

Because life was so monotonous and lonely, my mother-in-law suggested I join a group tour. My daughter, in high school, and my son, in middle school, also encouraged me to get away for a while. So, I accepted their suggestions and decided to go on a trip.

We met on the tour bus in this group. Since our seats were in the same row, mine was by the window, and his was by the aisle. He politely introduced himself, saying that after graduating from university, he worked for a company, and this was a special vacation after a year of service, so he was traveling alone to relieve the stress and fatigue of the past year.

He was quite handsome and fit, a very likeable young man. I felt a bit lonely traveling alone, so having a young man of the opposite sex to chat about new things didn't seem so bad! Thus, we became close friends despite our age difference, sitting side-by-side on the tour bus, talking animatedly while enjoying the scenery outside.

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

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

As for me, I was a widow in my early forties, sixteen or seventeen years older than him. But somehow, it seemed like we were destined to be together. My heart, which had almost become a still well, suddenly rippled, and my desire stirred, even making my private parts itchy and wet.

This inexplicable feeling stirred within me—in an instant—the urge to seduce him, to become my lover. Let me experience the youthful energy, passion, wildness, ruggedness, and virility of a young, strong man. What would it feel like? What different pleasures would it bring? Anyway, I've been a widow for my husband for over a year now, and I've done my duty to him! I still have a long way to go in my life, and I simply can't bear to endure this loneliness and emptiness any longer!

There's a saying: "Thirty is easier to get through, forty is the hardest, and fifty is the worst." This describes the most painful and unbearable time for a woman at this age when she loses her partner. Many people may think this is an exaggeration and not believe it. However, for married women who have had sexual relations for ten or twenty years, the pain of sudden cessation is something that outsiders can never truly understand or feel.

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

I, however, could not do it, could not endure it. Because in my blood lies an innate passion, a wildness, and a latent element of lust and strong desire. Without male comfort for a long time, I would surely die of thirst and dehydration. To die in such torment would be utterly worthless; I would rather open my heart and enjoy myself.

That night, we didn't join the group activities of others, but stayed at the same hotel. He suggested having dinner, drinks, and a night of passion in his room, and I gladly accepted his arrangement! This was something I had been longing for! I thought—since we're sharing a room, what will people think of our relationship? Judging by our ages and appearances, we really look like a "mother and son"! Whatever! Let them think what they want!

We ate and drank, indulging in some lighthearted fun. Honestly, this was the happiest and most enjoyable meal I'd had with a man since my husband passed away over a year ago. It made me feel ecstatic, like a young girl, lost in the joys of romance. We ate and drank until we were both slightly tipsy.

"Auntie, I'm so happy and joyful today! I never expected to meet you on my trip. Not only did you give me a wonderful companion during this solitary journey, but we also hit it off immediately and had a wonderful chat. Thank you so much for relieving my loneliness and boredom during the trip. Thank you even more for having dinner and drinks with me." "Mr. Wen! Please don't be so polite. I'm the one who should be thanking you for treating me to dinner and drinks and for accompanying me to New Color World, which also relieved my loneliness and boredom during the trip." "Alright, alright, let's not be so polite. You're an elder, and we should treat you well." "Look at you, telling me not to be polite, but you're being even more polite." "Sorry, I misspoke, okay!" "Hmm, that's more like it!" I said, somewhat coquettishly.

"Auntie! Why are you traveling alone? Why aren't your husband and children traveling with you?" "My husband passed away over a year ago from a malignant brain tumor. I was so lonely and bored at home, so I joined a tour group to get away and cheer myself up. My two children are in school and can't come with me, so I'm traveling alone." "Oh! I see. I'm sorry, Auntie! I brought up your painful past." "It's alright. He's been dead for over a year. The sadness has already gone too far. There's nothing left to be sad about. As the saying goes, 'Death is death, death is the end.' Everything's over!" "This world belongs to the living, not the dead. We, the living, have the right to enjoy the beauty of life. Don't you agree, little brother?" "Auntie is absolutely right, I feel the same way. Life is only a few decades long; if we don't enjoy it, we've wasted our time in this wonderful world. We'd be complete fools, working so hard every day without a moment's enjoyment. What's the point of living?" "You're absolutely right. So, what do you do for entertainment after get off work?" "After work, I mostly stay..." In my rented apartment, I watch TV or read books and magazines, sometimes go to a movie, or have a couple of drinks to kill time. "Why don't you invite your girlfriend out for a walk or a chat?" "Auntie! I don't have a girlfriend yet!" "What? You don't have a girlfriend? I don't believe it. With your handsome, dashing, and strong appearance, plus the fact that you graduated from university, how could you not have a girlfriend? No matter what, I just don't believe it." "Really, I'm not lying to you, Auntie! I'm a young man who has just entered the workforce, I have no financial foundation whatsoever, and my family's circumstances are..." "Not so good. I'm the eldest son, and I have many younger siblings, so I have to send half of my monthly salary home to help with household expenses. This trip was only possible because I received a bonus for outstanding work performance. Dating a girlfriend costs money everywhere. Besides sending half my salary home, I don't have much left. I also have to pay rent and living expenses. How can I afford to date a girlfriend? Anyway, I'm still young. It's not too late to date a girlfriend in a few years when my financial situation is better!"

After hearing his explanation, I felt inexplicably excited. This big boy in front of me didn't even have a girlfriend; he might even be a virgin. Already aroused, and with the lingering effects of the alcohol I'd just consumed, my boldness grew. Without hesitation or restraint, I asked bluntly and openly, "Young man

! So you're saying you've never been with a woman before, never experienced what it's like?" "Yes, Auntie! I've never been with a woman, and I don't know what it's like. Tonight is my first time eating, drinking, and experiencing this new world with you!" "Really? You're not lying to me?" "It's true, believe it or not, Auntie, are you a woman?" "Ah..." "Auntie is a woman, of course! Why are you asking this?" "I've never seen what a woman's naked body looks like before. Auntie, can I see it?" "...That's too embarrassing, and besides—Auntie isn't young anymore, and my figure isn't as slender and pretty as a young girl's!" Although I said that, I was actually already eager to taste this 'virgin man's' unique flavor!

"It's alright, Auntie, let me see!" "No! I'm embarrassed!" "Then you can see mine, and I'll see yours too, okay?" "Fine!" I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree. Actually, I was using a "playing hard to get" tactic. In fact, I hadn't seen or played with a man's penis for over a year, and I really wanted to see if his looked like my ideal. As soon as he heard me agree, he happily and hurriedly took off his clothes, standing naked in front of me. His thick, long, and huge penis looked like it was about to explode, and it didn't disappoint me. The glans was as big as a child's fist, purplish-red and shiny, with prominent veins. The entire penis was erect, almost touching his lower abdomen!

"Wow! My goodness!" I couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. What a magnificent, hard, thick, long, and enormous "big meat stick"! This was the thing I had always dreamed of, the thing I had longed for. My precious treasure! My prayers had finally come true, and I couldn't help but reach out and grasp it.

"Wow~!" It was so thick, so hard, so hot; my little hands could barely hold it. I tested its length, "Good heavens!" It was at least eight inches long. I tried to move it with my hand, but it wouldn't budge, standing straight and hard, like an iron rod. No! An iron rod, though hard, is cold. But this one was hard and hot, like a red-hot iron rod, full of life and vitality.

My heart was pounding in my chest. My eyes were glued to his erect penis. I never imagined it would be so "spectacular"—twice as thick and long as my dead husband's. My heart skipped a beat, and I cupped that "giant club" in both hands and stroked it. The ridges and barbs on that mound were thick and hard, like a giant mushroom. I was really fond of it, so I squatted down, pressed my face against it, and rubbed it back and forth on my cheek.

"Auntie! I've already shown you mine! Why won't you show me yours?" "I—I—I'm shy!" "That's not fair. You've already seen mine, and I'm not shy, so why are you? If you don't show me yours, then I won't show you mine either. I'm going to put my clothes on!" "Fine! You little devil, Auntie will show you!" I had no choice but to show him.

So, I stood up and took off all my clothes until I was completely naked. He stared intently at my naked body and between my legs, at my thick, dark pubic hair.

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

Wen Jianguo was also stunned by the sight of the middle-aged beauty before him, her voluptuous, snow-white, sexy, and mature body!

"Wow!" What a sexy and charming body, truly beautiful and radiant, like a blooming flower, dazzling and radiant, a masterpiece of God. A pair of snow-white, plump, and high breasts, brownish-red nipples as large as grapes, bright red areolas, a flat abdomen with fine gray wrinkles, a deep navel, and a large patch of pubic hair growing on her large, steamed bun-like mons pubis, thick and black, covering the entire mons pubis and obscuring the view below.

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

I cried out, "Ah...no...don't..." He ignored my cries, picked me up with both hands, and laid me down on the bed. Then he got on the bed too, adopting a 69 position, admiring and playing with each other's "private parts."

"Auntie! I want to take a good look at your big, fat hole." "Ah! How embarrassing...so shameful...there's nothing to see...you...you...don't look..." "What's there to be ashamed of? There's no one else in the room, Auntie! Don't be shy! Spread your legs wider, let me see more clearly! Please! Please!" I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree, "Okay! Look all you want!" My legs spread wide, completely exposing my mysterious "private parts" to his eyes.

He laughed happily, bringing his face close to my legs and gently parting the two "petals" beneath my thick pubic hair with both hands. He not only parted the "petals" but also kept stroking them and the thick pubic hair, making my whole body tremble and giving me goosebumps. I felt somewhat shy on one hand, and inexplicably excited on the other. Looking at the expression on his face, I knew that he was just as excited as I was. I saw him breathing heavily, his hot breath constantly spraying onto my mons pubis.

"Little brother! Let me take a closer look at your thing... Auntie... I haven't seen a man's thing for over a year!" His penis stood erect in front of me, indeed quite impressive. Truly befitting a young man, firm, strong, and erect, it possessed the imposing presence and spirit of a warrior, a fine treasure, a fine "penis." Seeing it filled me with ecstasy, an inexplicable excitement and rising desire. I not only rubbed it with my cheek, caressed it, and cherished it, but because it had been so long since I had touched a man's genitals, my excitement gradually intensified.

Just looking and touching it wasn't enough, not stimulating enough. So—without hesitation, I began to suck and lick.

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

I took his "big cock" deep into my mouth, then gently stirred, sucked, and licked his glans with my tongue, in and out, swallowing and spitting out his penis. A strange, strong urge and stimulation made me lick and swallow his penis continuously, without getting tired of it, and with great interest.

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

"Wow! So comfortable, so pleasurable. I... I've never tasted anything like this before... Auntie... dear Auntie... you're really my dear Auntie... fleshy Auntie... it's so beautiful..." he exclaimed again.

His fingers continued to caress my wet "petals" and pubic hair, and I was still licking and sucking his penis. But deep down, I longed to insert it into my "flower house" as soon as possible to fill it and satisfy it.

I cried out in my heart, "I want it... I want it inside me..." Suddenly, he pressed his hands against my head and gasped, "Auntie! Don't lick... don't suck anymore... I can't take it anymore..." Looking at his expression and his cries, I knew he was approaching climax and about to ejaculate. Ignoring his cries, I sucked desperately.

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

"Ah... dear auntie... so beautiful... so comfortable... your oral skills are amazing..." I spat out his now-softened penis, first licking off the semen that covered it with my tongue, then gently stroking it in my hand, asking, "Jianguo, was it comfortable just now? Did it hurt?" "Dear auntie! So comfortable, so pleasurable, your oral skills are truly amazing, so wonderful! Now it's my turn to repay your 'gift' just now, let you taste my oral skills too!" After he finished speaking, he brought his mouth to my vulva, licking, sucking, and biting with a fierce and passionate momentum, occasionally pushing his tongue deep into my vagina to stir it.

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

"Oh! Oh... Jianguo... you little devil... stop licking... Auntie... it's so itchy... I can't stand it... ahh... don't bite... it's so sore... you... you're teasing... teasing Auntie to death... you're... you're killing me... oh..." I was saying one thing, but my buttocks were desperately raised and thrust towards his mouth, craving his tongue to go deeper and stimulate me more. This made me tremble all over, a wonderful feeling of complete ecstasy, a wave of passion and pleasure that nourished my "flower room" which had been almost dry for more than a year.

His tongue sent waves of pleasure through me, quickly engulfing me. My 'petals,' untouched by a man for over a year, burst forth like a flood, releasing copious amounts of fluid that he swallowed whole! At that moment, I was solely focused on the waves of pleasure. I was intoxicated by the intense passion, accepting any strange movements or tricks he made without hesitation. Because I was almost going crazy in this wonderful, exciting tide.

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

"Jianguo! My sweet baby...don't...don't lick...don't bite...don't suck anymore...quickly...quickly put your big cock...into Auntie's...little hole...Auntie...is so itchy...I can't hold back anymore...good boy...be good...quickly...quickly...put it in..." Seeing my expression and wanton state, Jianguo was also aroused, his penis throbbing. So he jumped off the bed, grabbed a big pillow, and put it under my fat buttocks. He spread my thighs apart and raised them, standing on the edge of the bed in the "old man pushing a cart" position, holding his big cock, first using the big glans to grind against my clitoris for a while, grinding until my whole body was incredibly itchy, mixed with a sour, numb, and tingling sensation, it felt both comfortable and uncomfortable. Especially the hollow feeling in my mons pubis, it's indescribable.

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

Jianguo also felt that if he didn't give me a good fucking now, I would hate him for life. So, aiming at my hairy and sexy red vaginal opening, he thrust forward forcefully, "plop!" the head of his penis entered.

"Ouch...oh my god...it hurts...it hurts so much..." "Auntie! Does it hurt a lot?" "Yes! My little darling, that sudden thrust from you just now really hurt me, but it's much better now that you're not moving. Be gentle in a bit, my auntie's pussy has never been penetrated by a cock as big as yours before, and besides, I've been a widow for over a year, so my vagina is naturally much tighter. My sweetheart! You have to cherish Auntie, okay? My good baby." "Auntie! I will cherish you! When we play later, if you tell me to go fast, I'll go fast; if you tell me to go slow, I'll go slow; if you tell me to go lightly, I'll go lightly; if you tell me to go hard, I'll go hard, I'll do whatever you say, okay?" After saying that, she lowered her head and kissed my lips deeply.

"That's my good boy, my sweet son, come on! Be gentle." "Okay." Upon hearing this, Jianguo thrust his hips forward, and his big cock went in about three inches further.

"Ah! Baby...stop...stop...it hurts...it hurts so much inside Auntie's hole, it's so swollen..." Upon hearing this, Jianguo immediately stopped moving, looked at my pained face, and asked, "Auntie! How many children have you had?" "I've had a boy and a girl, why are you asking this?" "Physiologically speaking, Auntie has already had two children, your vagina should be looser, why is your big, fat hole still so tight? It's strange." "What's so strange about that, it's the physiological structure of men and women." It varies from person to person. My little one! Did you know? Men's penises vary in thickness and length; some have large glans, some small.

Women's mons pubis can be plump or flat; labia can be thick or thin; vaginal walls can be loose or tight; vaginas can be deep or shallow, and so on. "Hmm! I didn't know there were so many differences. So, what type of vulva does Auntie have?" "Auntie's vulva is the type with a plump mons pubis, thick labia, tight vaginal walls, and a deep vagina."

"So, is my penis suitable for Auntie's vagina?" "My little darling, my good son, your penis couldn't be more suitable." "Why? Auntie, please tell me, let me know why." "My sweetheart! Your penis is the treasure that every woman dreams of. Darling, do you know that?" "That's why

I'm asking you! Auntie, don't keep me in suspense! Tell me quickly!" "My good son! Your penis is not only thick, long, and large, but it's also more sinewy than fleshy, with a big head and a sharp base, and thick, hard, and protruding edges, just like a big mushroom. My little darling! Women need a big penis like yours to penetrate them to feel pleasure, comfort, satisfaction, and fulfillment." I patiently explained to him.

"What's the reason? Every man has a penis, right? Can't he still make a woman feel satisfied and happy?" "Sweetie! That's your mistake. Although every man has a penis, each one is different. Only a thick one like yours can give a feeling of fullness when inserted. A long one can reach all the way in, hitting the uterus, and producing an orgasm. A penis with thick, hard, and protruding glans can produce infinite pleasure by rubbing the tender flesh of the vaginal walls during thrusting. Especially a penis with more sinew than flesh can be powerful, vigorous, and long-lasting when inserted." "I understand, but I don't fully grasp it."

"Okay! Let me explain it to you in a simpler way. For example, some men are tall and fat, looking very strong, but actually their muscles are loose and flabby, lacking any strength. Another type of man is neither fat nor thin, but strong and muscular, with firm muscles. You can tell at a glance that he's powerful and vigorous; his muscles are as strong as iron. Think about it, the difference between the latter's 'muscles' and the former's 'muscles' is enough to distinguish the superiority of the former. Do you understand now?" "I completely understand, Auntie! Your analysis is fantastic, truly based on experience. You've helped me understand women's psychology. It turns out women like men with thick, long, large, hard, and powerful penises to make them feel comfortable, satisfied, and fulfilled!"

"Of course! Need I say more? What woman doesn't like a thick, long, big, hard, powerful, and long-lasting penis? Who would like a soft, weak, and useless penis that's all show and no substance? My darling! If a woman meets a penis like yours and you've fucked her, she'll love you madly, insanely, and obsessively for the rest of her life, you know that? Sweetheart, come on! You've been so busy talking that you've neglected the important matter. Auntie's pussy is itchy again... Hurry up and fuck me..." "Okay, Auntie." Jian Guo replied, then pushed my legs between my breasts, making my vulva more prominent, and with another push, he penetrated about three inches more.

"Oh dear!... It's so swollen... My dear son... Auntie feels so... so swollen... and it hurts so much... I really don't know... what it feels like... It hurts... it itches... it's sour... and it's swollen..." "Auntie! There are still more than two inches left to go in, just a little while... when it's all in... Auntie will know what it feels like!" When I heard him say that there were still more than two inches left to go in, I felt both happy and scared. If I really swallowed his eight-inch-long and two-inch-thick cock, I really didn't know what it would feel like. How could my little hole take it? I didn't care about anything else. "Better to die from swelling than from hunger." Besides, my purpose was to have him relieve my sexual hunger. If I was afraid of "dying," wouldn't that betray my original intention? Why did I even come out to relax? What was the point of relieving my boredom?

So, I wiggled my plump buttocks and cried out in a wanton voice, "Baby! Good son... hurry... hurry and thrust it in hard... let... let Auntie eat... eat a whole one... to satisfy... to relieve the itch... to quench the hunger... to quench the thirst... my little darling... baby..." When Jian Guo heard my lewd cries and the seductive and alluring expression on his face, how could he resist? So he thrust again with force, all the way in, his big glans reaching inside my uterus, stimulating my whole body to tremble, my vagina suddenly contracted, and a stream of lustful fluid gushed out involuntarily.

"Oh...it's killing me...and...it feels so good..." Jian Guo felt his large glans being tightly enveloped by his uterine flower, sucking and releasing, making him feel extremely comfortable and wonderful. He then began thrusting in and out with great force, each thrust reaching the very root, each one hitting the flesh, fiercely and bravely thrusting dozens of times in succession. His relentless assault made me feel incredibly comfortable, and I involuntarily swayed my plump buttocks desperately to meet his vigorous thrusts. Each time he slammed into me, my whole body trembled, putting me in a state of high excitement, floating on air, and I cried tears of joy.

No wonder, I've been a widow for over a year, and haven't tasted meat in ages! It's been far too long, far too long since I've enjoyed the caresses and pleasure of a man! Tonight, I've "reopened" my senses, and I've tasted such a thick, long, and enormous "penis," a handsome young man brimming with virility, energy, and stamina. He has restored the sensual pleasures of lovemaking that I've almost forgotten, how could I not feel ecstatic, overjoyed, weeping with pleasure, tears streaming down my face as I revel in his love?

I moan, I sway, I thrust, I move, pressing my vulva even closer to his large penis. My juices flow like a river bursting its banks, gushing forth in waves, overflowing like a flood.

"My little darling... my good son... you're really my precious darling... you've sent me to heaven... I'm so happy I'm going crazy... my little husband... my little lover with your big cock... you, you fuck me to death... I'm so happy... ah... ah... I... I've come again..." Jian Guo, with eyes on the lewd scene and ears listening to the erotic sounds, was stimulated like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, ready to devour its prey. He put all his strength into it, thrusting and pumping frantically, his large glans hitting my clitoris like raindrops, the "plop! plop" sounds of thrusting were incessant, a symphony of "sexual intercourse" that made me feel like I was dying of pleasure, my soul leaving my body, as if floating in the clouds, desperately needing to grasp something to rely on in order to feel fulfilled.

"Oh... my little baby... my little husband... Auntie... this is the first time I've tasted such... such a wonderful feeling... you... you quickly put my legs down... press down on me... let Auntie hug you... kiss you... hurry... hurry..." Upon hearing this, Jian Guo hurriedly put down my legs, then carried me to the center of the bed, jumped up and pressed down on my body, his big penis immediately inserted into my vagina, I hugged him tightly with both hands, wrapped my legs tightly around his strong waist, and twisted my fat buttocks.

"Ah... little baby... move faster... Auntie wants you to thrust harder... thrust harder... hold Auntie tighter... that way I'll feel fulfilled... and real... ah... my dear son... my little husband... my sweetie..." Jian Guo was held tightly by me, my large, firm breasts, soft yet firm, incredibly elastic, pressed against his chest. My large penis was inserted into his tight vagina, hot and wet, the feeling of warmth, tightness, wetness, and slipperiness was so comfortable and wonderful. Especially the sensation of my clitoris biting my glans, the sucking and licking sensation was indescribable.

His penis was twisted and throbbing painfully, he felt restless and uneasy. And so—relentlessly thrusting and pounding, fiercely attacking my little castle nestled in the thicket of hair.

And me? When my husband was alive, he wasn't too old (forty-seven), but he was frail and suffered from a brain tumor. From the onset of his illness until his death, we hadn't had any sexual relations for over two years. Moreover, my husband's penis was short, his energy was insufficient, and his stamina was lacking. Even if he managed to mount, he couldn't last three minutes before collapsing completely, utterly defeated. It was truly frustrating and infuriating.

The young man I was currently making love with was not only handsome and dashing, but also possessed a good penis and was a fearless, virgin. His virility was so intense, penetrating me to the heavens and the earth, every limb and bone felt incredibly comfortable, a strange sweetness that went straight to my heart. How could I not love him to the bone?

"My little darling... my dear husband... Auntie is about to... be killed by you... you... you're really killing me... my sweetheart... I've come again... oh... I'm going to die from it... I... I... I'm really going to... go to die from it... oh..." Then—in a daze, he shot in a burst of fast, powerful, thick, and hot semen, each drop reaching deep into my uterus, waking me up with its heat.

It was truly an earth-shattering, agonizing, life-or-death battle. I felt incredibly comfortable, utterly satisfied. He warmed my body and soul, filled my emptiness, and quenched my thirst. He was so adorable that I couldn't help but hug him tightly and kiss his lips and face passionately.

"Jianguo! My little darling, you're so wonderful, Auntie loves you so much, so much!" "Auntie, I love you too! Auntie! Was it comfortable and pleasurable just now?" "Mmm! So comfortable and pleasurable, it's the first time Auntie has ever felt so comfortable and pleasurable!" "Really?" "Really." "So, is Auntie satisfied?" "Satisfied! Satisfied! Auntie is so satisfied!" "Then let's get some sleep and rest first, and later I'll give Auntie even more comfortable and pleasurable pleasure, okay? Dear Auntie." "Of course! My darling little baby, my good son, my little husband." The young man's body is so wonderful, so captivating, and it makes me love him even more.

That night, we made love twice more, making me infatuated with him and unable to extricate myself.

The next day, we stayed in the same room again, indulging in the pleasure and sweetness of sex day and night. We were inseparable—on the bed, on the sofa, on the carpet, in the bathroom—cuddling and kissing, licking, sucking, and biting each other's sensitive spots. Then, whether sitting, standing, lying down, kneeling, or prone, we each used our strengths, employing various positions and variations of thrusting and sitting, freely enjoying ourselves and indulging in the most romantic and passionate pleasures.

It truly made us feel: "I envy not the immortals, but the loving couples; when there is joy, let us enjoy it to the fullest!"

During this week-long trip, except for the first day, these six days allowed us to experience a more beautiful and romantic pleasure than many newlyweds on their honeymoon. Because—we are two "adulterers." "Adultery" is illegal, far more mysterious and intriguing than legitimate relationships. It's not only tense but also exciting, giving the "adulterer" an indescribable sense of exhilaration and satisfaction.

Why do men always feel that "the grass is always greener on the other side"?

And why do women always feel that "other men are better than their husbands"?

Their purpose is nothing more than wanting to taste "what it's like to be with a woman other than your wife"? Is she really "sweeter" than your wife? How is the drive of a man other than your husband? Is he "better" than your husband?

The man before me (Wen Jianguo) is, of course, a hundred times, a thousand times better than my deadbeat husband! So we made love again and again, until our limbs were weak and we were completely exhausted.

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

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

"All good things must come to an end." We exchanged phone numbers before reluctantly parting ways and going home.

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

We met at the agreed-upon coffee shop, and after finishing our coffee, we eagerly found a hotel. We went into the room and hugged each other tightly, kissing passionately. Then we undressed and lay on the bed together, caressing each other's bodies.

"My little darling! I thought you'd forgotten about this old lady! Auntie has been waiting day and night, and today my darling's love has finally come true." "Auntie! How could I forget you? A beautiful woman like you is someone I could only dream of! Especially since you bring me so much joy and pleasure in life, I'm destined to love you for life!" "Really? My little darling, you're not kidding me, are you?" I was so happy I almost jumped for joy.

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

"Seriously, Auntie! From your face and body, you absolutely cannot tell that you are a middle-aged woman in your early forties. I believe that even in ten years, when you are in your early fifties, all the young men will still have fantasies about you. They might even masturbate to satisfy their fantasies when they can't have you!" "You're going to kill me! That's so awful. What do you mean I'll still have young men having fantasies about me when I'm in my early fifties? Wouldn't that make me a bewitching old vixen?"

"Not so much as 'old witch' or 'vixen,' those are just terms used by wives to scold women who bewitch their husbands. But you really are captivating, Auntie, especially the way your little plump hole sucks my big glans—it's amazing! I'm completely mesmerized by that suction; it's only been a week since we last met, and I've missed you day and night. I couldn't resist today, so I called right away to ask you out for another get-together.

Auntie! You're simply a rare and sexy beauty!"

"Hey, you're not coming! You naughty Jianguo, you're making fun of me, I hate you so much. If I had gotten married a few years earlier, I could have given birth to you and be your mother! And you still dare to bully me, you! You're such a hateful little devil! I... I really don't know how to scold you to vent my anger." I pretended to be nonchalant, but I was actually happy inside.

"Oh dear! My dear aunt, my dear mother, please don't be angry. I was just teasing you. If you get angry and hurt that sexy, alluring body, your son will feel sorry for you. Come on! Let your son use his big cock to insert into your mother's plump little hole where I was born, to properly apologize to you, okay? My dear mother." "You rascal! If you really are my biological son, how can you insert into your mother's plump little hole? Isn't that incest? It's outrageous!"

"You said that if we got married a few years earlier, we could have a child like me!" "Sweetie! That was just a metaphor! Think about it, I'm sixteen or seventeen years older than you. In today's modern society, there are many eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls who are either single or married mothers. Do you think I could have given birth to you? It's not like I'm taking advantage of you! Right?"

"Yes! I think that when men and women make love, regardless of their social status or age difference, the goal is to enjoy the climax. Of course, the more intimately they moan and the more wildly they act, the better, so that they can truly enjoy the wonderful experience! Mom, don't you think so?" "Yes, you're absolutely right! We're really like 'mother and son' now!" "Mom! Do you still want 'son's' big cock to go inside 'mother's' little fat hole?" "Oh! Of course I want to! My dear son, 'mother's' little fat hole is welcoming 'son's' big cock!" And so, this fake mother and son, taking their act for real, enjoyed the pleasures of love!

From then on, we frequently met secretly for pleasure. Although there was a significant age difference between us, he seemed to have become my lover and my younger husband. Every time we met, we would inevitably enjoy a passionate and pleasurable sexual encounter.

My daughter, a high school sophomore, would be taking her university entrance exams in a year, but her English and math grades weren't very good. Therefore, I wanted to ask Jian Guo to be her tutor. My motivation was mainly my latent desire to meet with him often, under the guise of tutoring, which would also allow me to sneak him into our home and, if the opportunity arose, enjoy intimacy with him.

Little did I know that my plan was completely wrong.

Jianguo comes to my house every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evening to tutor my daughter. On Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday evenings, he invites me to his rented place to enjoy intimate moments. When he and my daughter are working on their homework, I always leave them alone so as not to disturb them.

In the blink of an eye, Jianguo has been tutoring my daughter for more than three months. That evening, my mother-in-law went to stay with her daughter for a few days, and my son was going on a school camping trip and wouldn't be home for three days. As usual, I went out shopping, but I came back earlier than usual.

I opened the door carefully, afraid of disturbing their homework. After entering the living room, I suddenly heard moans and panting coming from my daughter's room. I've been there, and I knew those sounds were the excited sounds of a man and woman making love. I was shocked. I tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open a crack to peek. Jianguo and my daughter were naked, embracing each other, making love passionately and wildly, oblivious to everyone around them, letting out excited moans.

I was furious, but I didn't have the courage to catch them in the act. So, amidst my daughter's repeated moans, I turned and left her room, returning to my own, where I lay on the bed, sulking. I couldn't believe that my daughter and I had both had sexual relations with the same man—the man I had seduced, the one I loved to the core, and the one who could satisfy my sexual desires.

I wanted to quit my tutoring job and cut ties with him completely, but—I just couldn't bear to leave him, and I couldn't live without his thick, long, and huge penis to fill the "bottomless pit" in my heart, because my sex drive is too strong; a normal-sized penis is simply not enough, let alone satisfy me!

After much thought, I finally came up with a "win-win-win" solution.

The next night, I went to his place, and as usual, we had a passionate lovemaking session. After resting for a while, I told him about what I had witnessed him having sex with my daughter the night before, and then asked him if what had happened was right, and what his plans were for my daughter and me in the future.

"Dear Mom! I know it shouldn't have been like this, but your daughter is just as alluring and sexy as you. She also said she likes me and loves me, which made me fall in love with her too, and that's why I did what I did last night. Dear Auntie, dear Mom, please forgive me!" "So, which of us is better, you or I? Who do you really love?" "You're both good, I love you both." "Hey! You answered very decisively, both are good, both are loved, but there has to be a comparison, right?" "Dear Mom! If you insist on making me compare, then I'll be honest. Your daughter's beauty is like a budding flower, while your beauty is like a fully bloomed flower, both are charming and alluring.

As for your daughter's vagina, it's like a ripe green apple..." It tastes a bit astringent. But my dear mother's little plump hole is like a ripe peach, sweet and juicy, tender and delicious. I still prefer my dear mother's plump, juicy, and incredibly skilled big peach. Your daughter's little hole, besides being a bit tight, is also a 'fat hole' because she doesn't have any internal strength. My

dear mother's little plump hole is not only tight and small, but also has abundant moisture, and her internal strength is superb, much better than your daughter's. It's more enjoyable, comfortable, and pleasurable to play with. Of course, I like you more and love you more! My dear mother." "So what are your plans for the future of us, mother and daughter?" "This... I... I..." I saw that he couldn't answer for a moment, and I knew that he couldn't choose between my mother and me.

"This...what...I know you're having trouble deciding, but I have a 'win-win-win' solution. From now on, I won't interfere with your lovemaking with my daughter, but you must abide by the following rules: First: You cannot get her pregnant. Second: You cannot let anyone else know about your relationship. Third: You absolutely cannot let her know about my relationship with you. Fourth: The dates and times you meet with me cannot coincide with your meetings with her." The dates and times clash. After all, we are mother and daughter, and it would be incredibly awkward and embarrassing for us to both commit adultery with the same man if we happened to meet. If you two truly love each other, I won't object to your marriage, but you must never let her know about our relationship, and you must continue to provide your mother with emotional and physical comfort and sexual satisfaction. Can you agree to these conditions?

"My dear mother, of course I agree! Only a fool would refuse such good terms! I'm so happy, so joyful!" "You rascal! You're truly my destined little devil, my little nemesis. I've even sacrificed my daughter for you. Now we'll see how you treat us, mother and daughter! You've taken all the easy money, of course you're happy and joyful."

"Thank you, dear Mom! Your son will take good care of you and serve you well in the future." "Yes! That's my good son, my little darling, my heart and soul." After arranging this "win-win-win" plan, in this contradictory and absurd situation, the flames of war were reignited between us. In the midst of joy, we reached several climaxes, and in a state of complete satisfaction, we ended this pleasurable rendezvous.

I had become deeply infatuated with him, treating him like my husband, like someone addicted to psychedelic drugs! I couldn't do without him to satisfy my sexual needs!

I, as a mother, am also a woman! If I can't control my own sexual needs, how can I discipline my daughter who is just beginning to experience puberty? So, I had to use a swift and decisive approach to arrange things in a way that was "perfect in every way," thus resolving this "major event"!

Since my husband's passing, my life had been empty, lonely, and utterly boring. Unexpectedly, during a trip, I met him again by chance, leading to a complicated relationship. We developed a relationship that went beyond friendship, ending my widowhood.

A little over a year ago, my husband passed away from a brain tumor, which naturally caused me grief and depression for a while. Fortunately, he left behind a considerable amount of wealth, ensuring my financial security and easing some of my worries and anxieties.

Because life was too monotonous and lonely, my mother-in-law suggested I sign up for a group tour. My daughter, who's in high school, and my son, who's in junior high, both suggested I go out and relax. So, I accepted their suggestion and decided to take a trip.

I met him on the tour bus. Since our seats were in the same row, mine was by the window, and his was by the aisle. He politely introduced himself, saying that after graduating from university, he worked for a company, and this was a special vacation after a year of service, so he was traveling alone to relieve the stress and fatigue of the past year. Looking at

him, he was quite handsome and fit, very likeable, and a rather mature young man. Traveling alone, I felt rather lonely. Having a young man of the opposite sex chat with me about new experiences wasn't so bad! So we became close friends despite our age difference, sitting side-by-side on the tour bus, talking animatedly while enjoying the scenery.

His witty conversation made me like him even more.

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

And me? A widow in my early forties, sixteen or seventeen years older than him. But somehow, it felt like we were "destined" for each other, and my heart, which had almost become still, suddenly stirred with ripples. A stirring of desire reached my lower body, making it itchy and wet.

This inexplicable feeling stirred within me—instantly—a desire to seduce him, to make him my lover. Let me experience the youthful energy, passion, wildness, ruggedness, and fierce strength of a young, strong man—what would that feel like? What different pleasures would it bring? After all, I've been a widow for over a year, and I've done right by him! I still have a long life ahead of me, and I simply cannot endure this loneliness and emptiness any longer!

There's a saying: "Thirty is easier, forty is the hardest, and fifty is the worst." This describes the most painful and unbearable time for a woman at this age when she loses her partner. Many may consider this an exaggeration and dismiss it. However, for married women who have enjoyed sexual activity for over ten or twenty years, the sudden cessation of this experience is a pain that outsiders can never truly understand or feel.

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

I, however, cannot do it, cannot endure it. Because my blood naturally contains passion, exuberance, and latent elements of lust and strong desire. Without male comfort for a long time, I would surely become thirsty, wither, and die. To die in such torment is utterly worthless; I would rather open my heart and enjoy it to the fullest.

That evening, instead of joining the other group activities, we stayed at the same hotel. He suggested having dinner, drinks, and a night out in his room, and I gladly accepted! This was exactly what I wanted! I thought—since we were sharing a room, what would people think of our relationship? Given our ages and appearances, we really looked like a "mother and son"! Whatever! Let them think what they want!

We ate, drank, and had a night out. Honestly, this was the happiest and most joyful dining experience I'd had with a man since my husband's passing over a year ago. It made me feel ecstatic, like a young girl, indulging in romance. They continued until they were both slightly tipsy, having eaten and drunk their fill.

"Auntie, I'm so happy and joyful today! I never expected to meet you on my trip. Not only did you give me a wonderful companion during this solitary journey, but we also hit it off immediately and had a wonderful chat. Thank you so much for relieving my loneliness and boredom during the trip. Thank you even more for having dinner and drinks with me." "Mr. Wen! Please don't be so polite. I'm the one who should be thanking you for treating me to dinner and drinks and for accompanying me to New Color World, which also relieved my loneliness and boredom during the trip." "Alright, alright, let's not be so polite. You're an elder, and we should treat you well." "Look at you, telling me not to be polite, but you're being even more polite." "Sorry, I misspoke, okay!" "Hmm, that's more like it!" I said, somewhat coquettishly.

"Auntie! Why are you traveling alone? Why aren't your husband and children traveling with you?" "My husband passed away from a malignant brain tumor over a year ago. I was so lonely and bored at home, so I joined a tour group to get away and cheer myself up. My two children are in school and can't come with me, so I'm traveling alone." "Oh! I see. I'm sorry, Auntie! I brought up your painful past." "It's alright. He's been dead for over a year. The sadness has already gone too far. There's nothing left to be sad about. As the saying goes: 'Dead is dead,'" "Death ends everything." "Everything's over! This world belongs to the living, not the dead. We, the living, have the right to enjoy the good life. Little brother! Don't you agree? Right?" "Auntie is absolutely right, I feel the same way. Life is only a few decades long; if we don't enjoy it, we've wasted our time in this wonderful world. We'd be complete fools, complete idiots, working so hard every day without a moment's enjoyment. What's the point of living?" "You're absolutely right, then you..." "What do you do after work?" "After work, I mostly stay in my rented apartment, watching TV or reading books and magazines. Sometimes I go to a movie or have a couple of drinks to kill time." "Why don't you invite your girlfriend out for a walk or a chat?" "Auntie! I don't have a girlfriend yet!" "What? You don't have a girlfriend? I don't believe it. With your handsome, dashing, and fit appearance, plus the fact that you graduated from university, how could you not have a girlfriend? I simply don't believe it." "Really, I'm not lying to you, Auntie! I'm a young man who's just entered the workforce, with absolutely no financial foundation, and my family isn't well-off either. I'm the eldest son, and I have many younger siblings, so I have to send half of my monthly salary home to help support the family. This trip was only possible because I received a bonus for outstanding work performance. Dating a girlfriend costs money everywhere. After sending half my salary home, I don't have much left. I also have to pay rent and living expenses, so how can I afford to date? Anyway, I'm still young. It's not too late to date in a few years when my financial situation is better!"

After listening to his explanation, I felt inexplicably excited. This young man in front of me didn't even have a girlfriend; he might even be a virgin. Already feeling aroused, and with the lingering effects of the alcohol I'd just drunk, I became bolder and, without hesitation or restraint, asked bluntly and openly:

"Young man! So you've never been with a woman before, and you've never experienced what it's like to be with a woman?" "Yes, Auntie! I've never been with a woman before, and I don't know what it's like to be with a woman. Tonight is my first time eating, drinking, and experiencing this new world with you!" "Really? You're not lying to me?" "It's true, believe it or not, Auntie, are you a woman?" "Ah..." "Auntie is a woman, of course! Why are you asking this?" "I've never seen what a woman's naked body looks like before. Auntie, let me see, okay?" "...That's too embarrassing, and besides—Auntie isn't young anymore, my figure isn't as slender and pretty as a young girl's!" Although I said this, actually, I had long wanted to taste this 'virgin man's' unique flavor!

"It's okay! Auntie, let me see!" "No! I'm embarrassed!" "Then I'll show you mine, and you show me yours, okay?" "Okay!" I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree. Actually, I was using the 'playing hard to get' tactic. In fact, I hadn't seen or played with a man's 'penis' for over a year, and I really wanted to see if his looked like what I wanted. "As I wish?" Upon hearing my agreement, he eagerly stripped off his clothes, standing naked before me. His thick, long, and enormous penis, seemingly about to explode, truly did not disappoint. The glans was the size of a child's fist, a glistening purplish-red, with prominent veins. His entire penis was erect, almost touching his lower abdomen!

"Wow! My goodness!" I couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. What a magnificent, hard, thick, and enormous 'meat stick'! This was exactly what I had dreamed of, what I had longed for. My precious treasure! My wish had come true, and I couldn't help but reach out and grasp it.

"Wow~!" So thick, so hard, so hot; my small hands could barely hold it. I tested its length, and wow, it was at least eight inches long. I tried to move it with my hand, but it wouldn't budge, standing straight and hard, like an iron rod. No! An iron rod, though hard, is cold. But this one was hard and hot, like a red-hot iron rod, alive and vibrant.

My heart was pounding in my chest, my eyes glued to his erect penis. I never imagined his penis would be so "spectacular," twice as thick and long as my dead husband's. My heart skipped a beat, and I cupped that "big club" in both hands and stroked it. The grooves and ridges on that lump of flesh, the thick, hard barbs, really looked like a giant mushroom. I was quite fond of it, so I squatted down, brought my face close to it, and rubbed it back and forth on my cheek.

"Auntie! I've already shown you mine! Why won't you show me?" "I—I—I'm shy!" "That's not fair. You've already seen mine, and I'm not shy, so why should you be? If you don't show me, then I won't show you either, and I'm going to put my clothes on!" "Alright! You little devil, Auntie will show you!" I had no choice but to show him.

So, I stood up and took off all my clothes until I was completely naked. He stared intently at my naked body and the thick, dark pubic hair between my legs.

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

Wen Jianguo was also stunned by the sight of the middle-aged beauty before him, her voluptuous, snow-white, sexy, and mature body!

"Wow!" What a sexy and charming body, so beautiful and alluring, like a blooming flower, dazzling and radiant, a masterpiece of God. A pair of large, firm, snow-white breasts, with large, reddish-brown nipples like grapes, and bright red areolas; a flat abdomen with fine gray wrinkles, a deep-set navel, and a large, thick patch of pubic hair growing on her mons pubis, obscuring the view below.

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

I cried out, "Ah...no...don't..." Ignoring my cries, he picked me up and laid me on the bed. He then got on the bed himself, adopting a 69 position, admiring and playing with each other's genitals.

"Auntie! I want to take a good, careful look at your big, fat pussy." "Ah! How embarrassing... I'm so ashamed... There's nothing to see... You... you... don't look..." "What's there to be ashamed of? There's no one else in the room, Auntie! Don't be embarrassed! Spread your legs wider so I can see more clearly! Please! Please!" I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree: "Okay! Look all you want!" I spread my legs wide, completely exposing my mysterious "private property" to him.

He smiled happily, brought his face close to my legs, and gently parted the two "petals" under my thick pubic hair with his hands. He not only parted the "petals" but also kept stroking them and the thick pubic hair, making me tremble and get goosebumps. I felt somewhat shy on one hand, and inexplicably excited on the other. Looking at his expression, I knew he was just as excited as I was. He was breathing heavily, his hot breath constantly spraying onto my mons pubis.

"Little brother! Let me take a closer look at your thing... Auntie... hasn't seen a man's thing for over a year!" His penis stood erect in front of me, indeed quite impressive. He was truly a young man, firm, strong, and erect, with the heroic posture and spirit of a man who could hold off ten thousand men. It was truly a fine treasure, a fine "meat stick." I was overjoyed, inexplicably excited, and my desire surged. I rubbed my cheek against it, caressed it, and cherished it. Because it had been so long since I had touched a man's genitals, my excitement gradually grew.

Just looking and touching wasn't enough to satisfy me, nor was it stimulating enough. So—without hesitation, I began to suck and lick it.

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

I took his "big cock" deep into my mouth, then gently stirred, sucked, and licked his glans with my tongue, moving in and out, swallowing and releasing, embracing his shaft. A strange, intense urge and stimulation made me lick and suck his penis incessantly, never tiring of it, and with great interest.

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

"Wow! So comfortable, so satisfying. I...I've never experienced this before...Auntie...dear Auntie...you're really my dear Auntie...flesh Auntie...it's so beautiful..." he exclaimed again.

His fingers continued to caress my wet "petals" and pubic hair, and I continued to lick and suck his penis. But deep down, I longed to insert it into my "flower garden" as soon as possible, to fill it, to satisfy it.

In my heart, I cried out, "I want it...I want it inside me..." Suddenly, he pressed his hands against my head, panting, "Auntie! Don't lick...don't suck anymore...I can't take it anymore..." Looking at his expression and hearing his cries, I knew he was approaching climax, about to ejaculate. Ignoring his cries, I sucked desperately.

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

"Ah... dear auntie... so beautiful... so comfortable... your oral skills are amazing..." I spat out his now-softened penis, first licking off the semen that covered it with my tongue, then gently stroking it in my hand, asking, "Jianguo, was it comfortable just now? Did it hurt?" "Dear auntie! So comfortable, so pleasurable, your oral skills are truly amazing, so wonderful! Now it's my turn to repay your 'gift' just now, let you taste my oral skills too!" After he finished speaking, he brought his mouth to my vulva, licking, sucking, and biting with a fierce and passionate momentum, occasionally pushing his tongue deep into my vagina to stir it.

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

"Oh! Oh... Jianguo... you little devil... stop licking... Auntie... it's so itchy... I can't stand it... ahh... don't bite... it's so sore... you... you're teasing... teasing Auntie to death... you're... you're killing me... oh..." I was saying one thing, but my buttocks were desperately raised and thrust towards his mouth, craving his tongue to go deeper and stimulate me more. This made me tremble all over, a wonderful feeling of complete ecstasy, a wave of passion and pleasure that nourished my "flower room" which had been almost dry for more than a year.

His tongue sent waves of pleasure through me, quickly engulfing me. My 'petals,' untouched by a man for over a year, burst forth like a flood, releasing copious amounts of fluid that he swallowed whole! At that moment, I was solely focused on the waves of pleasure. I was intoxicated by the intense passion, accepting any strange movements or tricks he made without hesitation. Because I was almost going crazy in this wonderful, exciting tide.

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

"Jianguo! My sweet baby...don't...don't lick...don't bite...don't suck anymore...quickly...quickly put your big cock...into Auntie's...little hole...Auntie...is so itchy...I can't hold back anymore...good boy...be good...quickly...quickly...put it in..." Seeing my expression and wanton state, Jianguo was also aroused, his penis throbbing. So he jumped off the bed, grabbed a big pillow, and put it under my fat buttocks. He spread my thighs apart and raised them, standing on the edge of the bed in the "old man pushing a cart" position, holding his big cock, first using the big glans to grind against my clitoris for a while, grinding until my whole body was incredibly itchy, mixed with a sour, numb, and tingling sensation, it felt both comfortable and uncomfortable. Especially the hollow feeling in my mons pubis, it's indescribable.

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

Jianguo also felt that if he didn't give me a good fucking now, I would hate him for life. So, aiming at my hairy and sexy red vaginal opening, he thrust forward forcefully, "plop!" the head of his penis entered.

"Ouch...oh my god...it hurts...it hurts so much..." "Auntie! Does it hurt a lot?" "Yes! My little darling, that sudden thrust from you just now really hurt me, but it's much better now that you're not moving. Be gentle in a bit, my auntie's pussy has never been penetrated by a cock as big as yours before, and besides, I've been a widow for over a year, so my vagina is naturally much tighter. My sweetheart! You have to cherish Auntie, okay? My good baby." "Auntie! I will cherish you! When we play later, if you tell me to go fast, I'll go fast; if you tell me to go slow, I'll go slow; if you tell me to go lightly, I'll go lightly; if you tell me to go hard, I'll go hard, I'll do whatever you say, okay?" After saying that, she lowered her head and kissed my lips deeply.

"That's my good boy, my sweet son, come on! Be gentle." "Okay." Upon hearing this, Jianguo thrust his hips forward, and his big cock went in about three inches further.

"Ah! Baby...stop...stop...it hurts...it hurts so much inside Auntie's hole, it's so swollen..." Upon hearing this, Jianguo immediately stopped moving, looked at my pained face, and asked, "Auntie! How many children have you had?" "I've had a boy and a girl, why are you asking this?" "Physiologically speaking, Auntie has already had two children, your vagina should be looser, why is your big, fat hole still so tight? It's strange." "What's so strange about that, it's the physiological structure of men and women." It varies from person to person. My little one! Did you know? Men's penises vary in thickness and length; some have large glans, some small.

Women's mons pubis can be plump or flat; labia can be thick or thin; vaginal walls can be loose or tight; vaginas can be deep or shallow, and so on. "Hmm! I didn't know there were so many differences. So, what type of vulva does Auntie have?" "Auntie's vulva is the type with a plump mons pubis, thick labia, tight vaginal walls, and a deep vagina."

"So, is my penis suitable for Auntie's vagina?" "My little darling, my good son, your penis couldn't be more suitable." "Why? Auntie, please tell me, let me know why." "My sweetheart! Your penis is the treasure that every woman dreams of. Darling, do you know that?" "That's why

I'm asking you! Auntie, don't keep me in suspense! Tell me quickly!" "My good son! Your penis is not only thick, long, and large, but it's also more sinewy than fleshy, with a big head and a sharp base, and thick, hard, and protruding edges, just like a big mushroom. My little darling! Women need a big penis like yours to penetrate them to feel pleasure, comfort, satisfaction, and fulfillment." I patiently explained to him.

"What's the reason? Every man has a penis, right? Can't he still make a woman feel satisfied and happy?" "Sweetie! That's your mistake. Although every man has a penis, each one is different. Only a thick one like yours can give a feeling of fullness when inserted. A long one can reach all the way in, hitting the uterus, and producing an orgasm. A penis with thick, hard, and protruding glans can produce infinite pleasure by rubbing the tender flesh of the vaginal walls during thrusting. Especially a penis with more sinew than flesh can be powerful, vigorous, and long-lasting when inserted." "I understand, but I don't fully grasp it."

"Okay! Let me explain it to you in a simpler way. For example, some men are tall and fat, looking very strong, but actually their muscles are loose and flabby, lacking any strength. Another type of man is neither fat nor thin, but strong and muscular, with firm muscles. You can tell at a glance that he's powerful and vigorous; his muscles are as strong as iron. Think about it, the difference between the latter's 'muscles' and the former's 'muscles' is enough to distinguish the superiority of the former. Do you understand now?" "I completely understand, Auntie! Your analysis is fantastic, truly based on experience. You've helped me understand women's psychology. It turns out women like men with thick, long, large, hard, and powerful penises to make them feel comfortable, satisfied, and fulfilled!"

"Of course! Need I say more? What woman doesn't like a thick, long, big, hard, powerful, and long-lasting penis? Who would like a soft, weak, and useless penis that's all show and no substance? My darling! If a woman meets a penis like yours and you've fucked her, she'll love you madly, insanely, and obsessively for the rest of her life, you know that? Sweetheart, come on! You've been so busy talking that you've neglected the important matter. Auntie's pussy is itchy again... Hurry up and fuck me..." "Okay, Auntie." Jian Guo replied, then pushed my legs between my breasts, making my vulva more prominent, and with another push, he penetrated about three inches more.

"Oh dear!... It's so swollen... My dear son... Auntie feels so... so swollen... and it hurts so much... I really don't know... what it feels like... It hurts... it itches... it's sour... and it's swollen..." "Auntie! There are still more than two inches left to go in, just a little while... when it's all in... Auntie will know what it feels like!" When I heard him say that there were still more than two inches left to go in, I felt both happy and scared. If I really swallowed his eight-inch-long and two-inch-thick cock, I really didn't know what it would feel like. How could my little hole take it? I didn't care about anything else. "Better to die from swelling than from hunger." Besides, my purpose was to have him relieve my sexual hunger. If I was afraid of "dying," wouldn't that betray my original intention? Why did I even come out to relax? What was the point of relieving my boredom?

So, I wiggled my plump buttocks and cried out in a wanton voice, "Baby! Good son... hurry... hurry and thrust it in hard... let... let Auntie eat... eat a whole one... to satisfy... to relieve the itch... to quench the hunger... to quench the thirst... my little darling... baby..." When Jian Guo heard my lewd cries and the seductive and alluring expression on his face, how could he resist? So he thrust again with force, all the way in, his big glans reaching inside my uterus, stimulating my whole body to tremble, my vagina suddenly contracted, and a stream of lustful fluid gushed out involuntarily.

"Oh...it's killing me...and...it feels so good..." Jian Guo felt his large glans being tightly enveloped by his uterine flower, sucking and releasing, making him feel extremely comfortable and wonderful. Then he began to thrust in and out with great force, each thrust reaching the very root, each one hitting the flesh, fiercely and bravely thrusting dozens of times in succession. His fierce and relentless attacks made me feel incredibly comfortable, and I involuntarily swayed my plump buttocks desperately to meet his vigorous thrusts. Each time he slammed into me, my whole body trembled, putting me in a state of high excitement, floating on air, and I cried tears of joy.

This was understandable; I had been a widow for over a year and had long forgotten the taste of flesh! It had been such a long, long time since I had enjoyed the caresses and affection of a man! Tonight, I was "returning to the flesh" and actually tasted such a thick, long, and huge "meat stick"—a handsome young man, brimming with masculine vigor, energy, and stamina. He had restored the sensual pleasures of lovemaking that I had almost forgotten for so long. How could I not feel ecstatic, overjoyed, and weeping with pleasure, tears streaming down my face as I succumbed to his love?

I cried out, swayed, thrust, and moved, pressing my vulva even closer to his large penis. My juices flowed like a river bursting its banks, overflowing in waves, creating a flood.

"My little darling... my good son... you're really my precious darling... you've sent me to heaven... I'm so happy I'm going crazy... my little husband... my little lover with your big cock... you, you fuck me to death... I'm so happy... ah... ah... I... I've come again..." Jian Guo, with eyes on the lewd scene and ears listening to the erotic sounds, was stimulated like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, ready to devour its prey. He put all his strength into it, thrusting and pumping frantically, his large glans hitting my clitoris like raindrops, the "plop! plop" sounds of thrusting were incessant, a symphony of "sexual intercourse" that made me feel like I was dying of pleasure, my soul leaving my body, as if floating in the clouds, desperately needing to grasp something to rely on in order to feel fulfilled.

"Oh... my little baby... my little husband... Auntie... this is the first time I've tasted such... such a wonderful feeling... you... you quickly put my legs down... press down on me... let Auntie hug you... kiss you... hurry... hurry..." Upon hearing this, Jian Guo hurriedly put down my legs, then carried me to the center of the bed, jumped up and pressed down on my body, his big penis immediately inserted into my vagina, I hugged him tightly with both hands, wrapped my legs tightly around his strong waist, and twisted my fat buttocks.

"Ah... little baby... move faster... Auntie wants you to thrust harder... thrust harder... hold Auntie tighter... that way I'll feel fulfilled... and real... ah... my dear son... my little husband... my sweetie..." Jian Guo was held tightly by me, my large, firm breasts, soft yet firm, incredibly elastic, pressed against his chest. My large penis was inserted into his tight vagina, hot and wet, the feeling of warmth, tightness, wetness, and slipperiness was so comfortable and wonderful. Especially the sensation of my clitoris biting my glans, the sucking and licking sensation was indescribable.

His penis was twisted and throbbing painfully, he felt restless and uneasy. And so—relentlessly thrusting and pounding, fiercely attacking my little castle nestled in the thicket of hair.

And me? When my husband was alive, he wasn't too old (forty-seven), but he was frail and suffered from a brain tumor. From the onset of his illness until his death, we hadn't had any sexual relations for over two years. Moreover, my husband's penis was short, his energy was insufficient, and his stamina was lacking. Even if he managed to mount, he couldn't last three minutes before collapsing completely, utterly defeated. It was truly frustrating and infuriating.

The young man I was currently making love with was not only handsome and dashing, but also possessed a good penis and was a fearless, virgin. His virility was so intense, penetrating me to the heavens and the earth, every limb and bone felt incredibly comfortable, a strange sweetness that went straight to my heart. How could I not love him to the bone?

"My little darling... my dear husband... Auntie is about to... be killed by you... you... you're really killing me... my sweetheart... I've come again... oh... I'm going to die from it... I... I... I'm really going to... go to die from it... oh..." Then—in a daze, he shot in a burst of fast, powerful, thick, and hot semen, each drop reaching deep into my uterus, waking me up with its heat.

It was truly an earth-shattering, agonizing, life-or-death battle. I felt incredibly comfortable, utterly satisfied. He warmed my body and soul, filled my emptiness, and quenched my thirst. He was so adorable that I couldn't help but hug him tightly and kiss his lips and face passionately.

"Jianguo! My little darling, you're so wonderful, Auntie loves you so much, so much!" "Auntie, I love you too! Auntie! Was it comfortable and pleasurable just now?" "Mmm! So comfortable and pleasurable, it's the first time Auntie has ever felt so comfortable and pleasurable!" "Really?" "Really." "So, is Auntie satisfied?" "Satisfied! Satisfied! Auntie is so satisfied!" "Then let's get some sleep and rest first, and later I'll give Auntie even more comfortable and pleasurable pleasure, okay? Dear Auntie." "Of course! My darling little baby, my good son, my little husband." The young man's body is so wonderful, so captivating, and it makes me love him even more.

That night, we made love twice more, making me infatuated with him and unable to extricate myself.

The next day, we stayed in the same room again, indulging in the pleasure and sweetness of sex day and night. We were inseparable—on the bed, on the sofa, on the carpet, in the bathroom—cuddling and kissing, licking, sucking, and biting each other's sensitive spots. Then, whether sitting, standing, lying down, kneeling, or prone, we each used our strengths, employing various positions and variations of thrusting and sitting, freely enjoying ourselves and indulging in the most romantic and passionate pleasures.

It truly made us feel: "I envy not the immortals, but the loving couples; when there is joy, let us enjoy it to the fullest!"

During this week-long trip, except for the first day, these six days allowed us to experience a more beautiful and romantic pleasure than many newlyweds on their honeymoon. Because—we are two "adulterers." "Adultery" is illegal, far more mysterious and intriguing than legitimate relationships. It's not only tense but also exciting, giving the "adulterer" an indescribable sense of exhilaration and satisfaction.

Why do men always feel that "the grass is always greener on the other side"?

And why do women always feel that "other men are better than their husbands"?

Their purpose is nothing more than wanting to taste "what it's like to be with a woman other than your wife"? Is she really "sweeter" than your wife? How is the drive of a man other than your husband? Is he "better" than your husband?

The man before me (Wen Jianguo) is, of course, a hundred times, a thousand times better than my deadbeat husband! So we made love again and again after we finished once, until our limbs were weak and we were completely exhausted.

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

The happy days seemed to fly by. Before I knew it, a week-long trip had come to an end. Tonight was our last night together. After a fierce and passionate battle, we rested briefly before engaging in another round of intense lovemaking, as if tomorrow would be the end of the world.

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

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

We met at the agreed-upon coffee shop, and after finishing our coffee, we eagerly found a hotel. We went into the room and hugged each other tightly, kissing passionately. Then we undressed and lay on the bed together, caressing each other's bodies.

"My darling! I thought you'd forgotten about this old lady! Auntie has been waiting day and night, and today my precious little darling's ** has finally arrived." "Auntie! How could I forget you? A beautiful woman like you, Auntie, is someone I could only dream of! Especially since you bring me such supreme joy and enjoyment in life, I'm destined to love you for life!" "Really? My darling, you're not lying to me, are you?" I was so happy I almost jumped for joy.

"Really, if Auntie doesn't believe me, I swear to you." "My precious little darling, don't swear, of course Auntie believes you!" As soon as I heard him about to swear, I quickly covered his mouth with my hand, not allowing him to make the vow.

"Seriously, Auntie! You absolutely wouldn't guess from your face and body that you're a woman in your early forties. I believe that even ten years from now, when you're in your early fifties, all the young men will still be fantasizing about you. They might even masturbate to satisfy their fantasies if they can't have you!" "You're going to kill me! That's incredibly awful. What do you mean I'll still be fantasizing about young men in my early fifties? Wouldn't that make me some kind of bewitching old vixen?"

"Not so much as 'old witch' or 'vixen,' those are just terms used by wives to scold women who bewitch their husbands. But you really are captivating, Auntie, especially the way your little plump hole sucks my big glans—it's amazing! I'm completely mesmerized by that suction; it's only been a week since we last met, and I've missed you day and night. I couldn't resist today, so I called right away to ask you out for another get-together.

Auntie! You're simply a rare and sexy beauty!"

"Hey, you're not coming! You naughty Jianguo, you're making fun of me, I hate you so much. If I had gotten married a few years earlier, I could have given birth to you and be your mother! And you still dare to bully me, you! You're such a hateful little devil! I... I really don't know how to scold you to vent my anger." I pretended to be nonchalant, but I was actually happy inside.

"Oh dear! My dear aunt, my dear mother, please don't be angry. I was just teasing you. If you get angry and hurt that sexy, alluring body, your son will feel sorry for you. Come on! Let your son use his big cock to insert into your mother's plump little hole where I was born, to properly apologize to you, okay? My dear mother." "You rascal! If you really are my biological son, how can you insert into your mother's plump little hole? Isn't that incest? It's outrageous!"

"You said that if we got married a few years earlier, we could have a child like me!" "Sweetie! That was just a metaphor! Think about it, I'm sixteen or seventeen years older than you. In today's modern society, there are many eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls who are either single or married mothers. Do you think I could have given birth to you? It's not like I'm taking advantage of you! Right?"

"Yes! I think that when men and women make love, regardless of their social status or age difference, the goal is to enjoy the climax. Of course, the more intimately they moan and the more wildly they act, the better, so that they can truly enjoy the wonderful experience! Mom, don't you think so?" "Yes, you're absolutely right! We're really like 'mother and son' now!" "Mom! Do you still want 'son's' big cock to go inside 'mother's' little fat hole?" "Oh! Of course I want to! My dear son, 'mother's' little fat hole is welcoming 'son's' big cock!" And so, this fake mother and son, taking their act for real, enjoyed the pleasures of love!

From then on, we frequently met secretly for pleasure. Although there was a significant age difference between us, he seemed to have become my lover and my younger husband. Every time we met, we would inevitably enjoy a passionate and pleasurable sexual encounter.

My daughter, a high school sophomore, would be taking her university entrance exams in a year, but her English and math grades weren't very good. Therefore, I wanted to ask Jian Guo to be her tutor. My motivation was mainly my latent desire to meet with him often, under the guise of tutoring, which would also allow me to sneak him into our home and, if the opportunity arose, enjoy intimacy with him.

Little did I know that my plan was completely wrong.

Jianguo comes to my house every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evening to tutor my daughter. On Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday evenings, he invites me to his rented place to enjoy intimate moments. When he and my daughter are working on their homework, I always leave them alone so as not to disturb them.

In the blink of an eye, Jianguo has been tutoring my daughter for more than three months. That evening, my mother-in-law went to stay with her daughter for a few days, and my son was going on a school camping trip and wouldn't be home for three days. As usual, I went out shopping, but I came back earlier than usual.

I opened the door carefully, afraid of disturbing their homework. After entering the living room, I suddenly heard moans and panting coming from my daughter's room. I've been there, and I knew those sounds were the excited sounds of a man and woman making love. I was shocked. I tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open a crack to peek. Jianguo and my daughter were naked, embracing each other, making love passionately and wildly, oblivious to everyone around them, letting out excited moans.

I was furious, but I didn't have the courage to catch them in the act. So, amidst my daughter's repeated moans, I turned and left her room, returning to my own, where I lay on the bed, sulking. I couldn't believe that my daughter and I had both had sexual relations with the same man—the man I had seduced, the one I loved to the core, and the one who could satisfy my sexual desires.

I wanted to quit my tutoring job and cut ties with him completely, but—I just couldn't bear to leave him, and I couldn't live without his thick, long, and huge penis to fill the "bottomless pit" in my heart, because my sex drive is too strong; a normal-sized penis is simply not enough, let alone satisfy me!

After much thought, I finally came up with a "win-win-win" solution.

The next night, I went to his place, and as usual, we had a passionate lovemaking session. After resting for a while, I told him about what I had witnessed him having sex with my daughter the night before, and then asked him if what had happened was right, and what his plans were for my daughter and me in the future.

"Dear Mom! I know it shouldn't have been done, but your daughter is just as alluring and sexy as you. She also said she likes me and loves me, which made me fall in love with her too, and that's why I did what I did last night. Dear Auntie, dear Mom, please forgive me!" "So, which of us is better, you or I? Who do you really love?" "You're both good, I love you both." "Hey! You answered very decisively, both are good, both are loved, but there has to be one to compare, right?" "Dear Mom! You insist on making me compare..." Well, I'll be frank then. Your daughter's beauty is like a budding flower, while yours is like a fully bloomed flower—both are captivating.

As for your daughter's vagina, it's like a ripe green apple, a little astringent. Your mother's plump vagina, on the other hand, is like a ripe peach, sweet and juicy, tender and delicious. I still prefer your plump, juicy, and incredibly well-endowed vagina. Your daughter's vagina, besides being a bit tight, lacks any internal strength, making it a 'fatal weakness'.

"My dear mother's little cunt is not only tight and small, but also has plenty of moisture, and her internal strength is superb, much better than your daughter's. It's more enjoyable, comfortable, and pleasurable to play with. Of course, I like you more and love you more! My dear mother." "So what are your plans for the future between my daughter and me?" "This... I... I..." I saw that he couldn't answer for a moment, and I knew that he couldn't choose between my daughter and me.

"This... what this... I know you can't choose for now, but I have a 'win-win-win' method. In the future, I won't interfere with your lovemaking with my daughter, but you must abide by the following rules. First: You can't get her pregnant. Second: You can't let others know about your relationship. Third: You can't let her know about my relationship with you. Fourth: The dates and times of your rendezvous with me cannot coincide with your rendezvous with her." The dates and times clash. After all, we are mother and daughter, and it would be incredibly awkward and embarrassing for us to both commit adultery with the same man if we happened to meet. If you two truly love each other, I won't object to your marriage, but you must never let her know about our relationship, and you must continue to provide your mother with emotional and physical comfort and sexual satisfaction. Can you agree to these conditions?

"My dear mother, of course I agree! Only a fool would refuse such good terms! I'm so happy, so joyful!" "You rascal! You're truly my destined little devil, my little nemesis. I've even sacrificed my daughter for you. Now we'll see how you treat us! You've taken all the advantages, of course you're happy and joyful."

"Thank you, dear mother! Your son will take good care of you and serve you well in the future." "Hmm! That's my good son, my little darling, my heart and soul." After arranging this "win-win-win" plan, in this contradictory and absurd situation, the flames of war between us reignited. In the throes of joy, we reached several climaxes, ending our pleasurable rendezvous in a state of complete satisfaction.

I had become deeply infatuated with him, treating him like my husband, like someone addicted to psychedelic drugs! Without him to satisfy my sexual needs, I simply couldn't function! And

I, as a mother, am also a woman! How could I control my own sexual desires, and how could I discipline my daughter who was just beginning to experience puberty? Therefore, I had to use a swift and decisive approach to achieve a "win-win-win" situation, thus resolving this "major event"!

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