My classmate's mother's promiscuity

Sister Wang's nephew was very strong, his thrusts making Sister Wang's white flesh tremble. Yimu's mother thought that Sister Wang was a woman of considerable weight, and it must take a lot of effort to move her. Sister Wang's nephew's thigh muscles were very strong. Looking at his legs, Yimu's mother wondered how many women had ridden them. She wondered if he was lucky or if women were lucky.
Yimu's mother reached out and touched Sister Wang's nephew's thigh; the leg hair was prickly, and the flesh was firm. She thought: No wonder so many women like him; just the prickly leg hair on his buttocks and thighs is enough to please women with delicate skin. Sister Wang
and her nephew both knew that Yimu's mother was touching his legs. He stopped thrusting into Sister Wang, letting her lie on top of him, her buttocks raised, as he thrust his penis. Yimu's mother watched Sister Wang on top of her nephew, her buttocks, waist, and chest rising and falling, like a round, white worm wriggling on a man's body. Sister Wang whimpered, "Baby...you can't escape Auntie's big cunt...you fucked me...you won't escape...baby...fill Auntie's cunt with your semen...fill it with your child..." She used her genitals to firmly encase her nephew's genitals, not allowing him to escape.
Yimu's mother understood the meaning behind Sister Wang's words; she was afraid Sister Wang would steal her love. Indeed, this Sister Wang, with her husband's status and privileged position, usually maintained a dignified air, possessing a kind and gentle appearance, a perfect blend of authority and virtue, inspiring awe. It was unimaginable that in bed, she was also so domineering and unwilling to lose. Yimu's mother hadn't even considered stealing her love yet; watching this live show, and being able to touch him, although her heart was fluttering, she felt it was already quite enjoyable. Yimu's mother's hand reached to Sister Wang's nephew's crotch, her small hand groping and probing to Sister Wang's nephew's scrotum. She took a deep breath; Sister Wang's nephew's scrotum was tight, filled with semen. Her chest heaved, her breathing uneven.
Wang Jie's nephew saw the beautiful curves of Yi Mu's mother's breasts. He called her over, cupped her breasts in his hands, and felt their softness and suppleness.
Yi Mu's mother bent down and asked her nephew in a sweet tone, "What does it feel like to touch a woman's breasts?"
Wang Jie's nephew, kneading his aunt's breasts, replied, "I like it, I can't describe it. What does it feel like to be touched by a man?"
Yi Mu's mother took a breath, her chest lifted, and answered her nephew, "Maybe it's all the same feeling."
She looked down at Wang Jie's lower body, deliberately pressing her breasts close to her nephew's.
Seeing Yimu's mother looking at her genitals, Sister Wang looked up at her and said, "Don't laugh, that's how he does it to me... Oh... It's been so many years... He's made my lower body loose... He's made my upper body bigger... I'm closer to him than his own mother... I've given him everything..."
Hearing this, Yimu's mother said to Sister Wang, "But I think it's you who's doing it to him." She laughed, and Sister Wang's nephew also laughed. He stared at Yimu's mother's breasts and said, "My mom is her sister, both women say that, but my mom's breasts aren't as big as hers, which makes my mom very jealous. She says I do it to her more."
Hearing this, Yimu's mother blushed. She said to Sister Wang's nephew, "That's your family's private matter." Seeing Sister Wang's nephew's eyes fixed on her breasts, Yimu's mother knew what he wanted from his gaze. She understood without saying a word, moved closer to him, squatted down, and pressed her breasts even closer to him.
Sister Wang's nephew freed one hand from Sister Wang and placed it on Yimu's mother's breast. Yimu's mother seemed oblivious, remaining silent and focused solely on Wang Jie's lower body. Wang Jie's nephew caressed the woman's breasts, round and firm, unlike his aunt's soft breasts. He slowly stroked Yimu's mother's breasts, until she was almost on top of him. Yimu's mother felt his hands were magnetic, drawing her in from her breasts to her nipples. Every gentle touch and squeeze sent waves of pleasure through her body, making her feel completely comfortable. Her legs went weak, and she knelt by the bed.
Yimu's mother had come to play mahjong, but instead of playing, she had willingly allowed a man to touch her breasts. Yimu's mother leaned forward further, and Wang Jie's nephew quietly unbuttoned her shirt, his hand slipping inside. Yimu's mother glanced down at her chest; her blouse was open, and his hand was inside her bra, touching her warm breasts.
Sister Wang sat up, wiggling her hips as she looked at Yimu's mother: "Little sister, I won't let you have my thing down there
, my pussy is going to have him." Yimu's mother said to Sister Wang, "Sister Wang, I won't argue with you, there's always a first come, first served." While saying this, Yimu's mother thought to herself, "I haven't even thought about him yet, I'd rather see what you look like.
" Yimu's mother unhooked her bra, revealing her large breasts. She looked at Sister Wang's nephew and said, "Kid, you're so naughty." Then she leaned over and rubbed her breasts against his chest. Yimu's mother knew that men driven to lust by women were irrational, and she wanted to see how Sister Wang would be embarrassed. She whispered in his ear, "Last night you slept with three women, and they all said your thing is big. Have her turn around so you can have her, and I want to see your thing, okay?"
Hearing Yimu's mother's words, Sister Wang's nephew lifted her skirt, ran down her legs, and touched her buttocks. His fingers parted her shorts, about to touch her genitals. Yimu's mother blocked him with her hand, but Wang Jie's nephew wasn't about to give up. He said, "Just a little bit more, do you really need that little bit more? My pussy..."
Yimu's mother didn't want it to be just a little bit more. If she let go, he could touch her genitals, and she would be just like those other women. If he could get her so easily, she would be worthless. She nodded to Wang Jie's nephew:
"Don't rush, child. If you want me, wait a moment, I'll give it to you." She stood up, feeling that she hadn't finished speaking, and leaned close to Wang Jie's nephew's ear to add, "I'm a new woman. I want to see your things. Wait a moment, I'll let you fuck me, fuck my pussy! Listen to me, child. You've already touched my body. I'm your woman. You fuck her, let me see."
Wang Jie's nephew was dumbfounded and obeyed without question. He arched his leg against Wang Jie's buttocks: "Turn around, listen to me!"
Wang Jie obeyed. She raised her thigh and slowly turned her buttocks. Wang Jie's nephew's penis was still inserted in her pussy. Sister Wang sat on her nephew's lap with her back to him.
Yimu's mother got up and went to face Sister Wang.
She said to Yimu's mother, "That's how he treats me, like a woman, not an elder."
Yimu's mother said to Sister Wang, "You've slept with him, what's the difference between elder and younger? Even if it's your own son, you should give him some leeway, right?"
Yimu's mother could see clearly now. Sister Wang had sparse pubic hair, her brown labia were wide open, and with each rise and fall of her buttocks, her nephew's penis was exposed and then swallowed by her. That wet penis was quite large; no wonder Mrs. Xu described it as the biggest she had ever seen. And in Yimu's mother's eyes, this penis was also the biggest, almost deformed. Middle-aged women's vaginas are loose, and the man's penis is smaller, inevitably reducing the pleasure of penetration; no wonder they like it.
Yimu's mother really wanted to reach out and grab that penis, wet and sticky with another woman's vaginal fluid. Yimu's mother closed her clothes and looked at Sister Wang with restraint.
"Hmm..." Sister Wang hummed in response, squatting down. "Ah...he's in again...oh dear...my dear mother...he's practically my father now...I serve him...he's the woman who's at his beck and call...oh...oh...damn..."
Yi Mu's mother glanced at Sister Wang's nephew, who said, "I'm the one who's at his beck and call." *Smack*, he slapped Sister Wang's buttocks loudly. Wang Jie screamed "Ah!" and looked up at Yi Mu's mother as if complaining,
"He hit me too."
Yi Mu's mother smiled and said, "Does hitting mean you're close?"
Wang Jie held onto her nephew's leg, her buttocks moving constantly, "Even his own mother gets hit by him a lot."
Wang Jie really had a woman's strength, her big white buttocks thrusting and sinking, her waist always straight, truly lost in sexual stimulation: "Baby... just fuck... fuck my pussy... ah... ah... yo... yo... Mommy yo... fuck your mommy yo... Auntie's almost there... oh yo... Auntie's almost there..."
Yi Mu's mother blushed as she watched, how beautiful, one yin and one yang, one hole and one rod, going in and out freely, so wonderful.
Sister Wang looked up at Yimu's mother, almost pleading, "Come...help me...help me...touch my breasts...touch my breasts...I'm almost there...come quickly...help me...help me..." This woman was truly about to climax, her eyes half-closed, her breasts swaying back and forth in front of her chest, looking like a beggar.
Yimu's mother felt a sense of satisfaction seeing Sister Wang so dejected by her nephew. Even someone as elegant as her had her moments of allure; touching her breasts was a kind of defilement, after all. Yimu's mother's hand touched Sister Wang's breasts; they were soft and smooth. Yimu's mother had never touched another woman's breasts except her own. She found it quite pleasant and couldn't help but rub them together, even twisting her nipples. Yimu's mother wanted to twist Wang Jie's nipples until they hurt, which stimulated Wang Jie. She suddenly gasped, "Ah...ah..." and plopped down on her nephew's lap, squeezing his penis tightly between her legs. "Auntie's falling...Auntie's falling..."
Wang Jie's nephew hugged Wang Jie's body. "Auntie...I haven't ejaculated yet..." He got up and placed Wang Jie's buttocks up on the bed, thrusting his penis behind her. "Go to hell, I haven't ejaculated yet, you can't fall."
Wang Jie's nephew looked at Yimu's mother and gave her a look as if to say: Watch me fuck her. Yimu's
mother smiled with satisfaction.
Wang Jie was flipped onto the bed by her nephew, her white flesh trembling like a soft lump of flesh. "Ah...ah...ah..." she screamed, screaming shrilly. "Fuck your mother...fuck your mother's cunt...don't let me fall...you can't fall either..."
Yimu's mother stopped paying attention to Wang Jie. She looked at Wang Jie's nephew's thighs and buttocks, the muscles were really firm. Yimu's mother praised the boy, saying he was really something, handling three women in one night and still having energy. She couldn't help but pull open her shirt, pull down her bra, and press her bare breasts against his buttocks, then rub them upwards against his bare back. Yimu's mother leaned on his shoulder and said, "Son, you're really something!" She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, and Wang Jie's nephew lowered his head and took her tongue into his mouth. Yimu's mother hugged Wang Jie's nephew's strong body tightly; this was the kind of man a woman couldn't get enough of. Yimu's mother moaned softly, her lower body becoming wet. She proactively said to Sister Wang's nephew, "Touch me, touch me."
Yimu's mother wanted a man; her genitals were soaking wet. She had no boundaries. She pulled Sister Wang's nephew's hand to her genitals and said, "You've dealt with that woman, now it's my turn."
Sister Wang's nephew reached into Yimu's mother's shorts, touching her pubic hair, and said, "Fuck you..."
Yimu's mother nodded, "Fuck me, my pussy." Just as
Sister Wang's nephew was about to pull out his penis, Sister Wang cried out, "Don't move, I want you to put it inside!"
Sister Wang was truly submissive; she lay on the bed with her buttocks raised. Even in this state, she was still so domineering, possessing her nephew.
Yimu's mother and Sister Wang's nephew were helpless, seeing Sister Wang lying on the bed and feeling envious. Sister Wang's bold approach to sex was what truly brought her enjoyment, making her life worthwhile; they themselves were so old-fashioned. Yimu's mother no longer held back. She untied her skirt and fell to the ground, stretching out her legs and pulling off her panties, exposing her buttocks and pubic hair—things meant for the men she desired. She breathed heavily and said to Sister Wang's nephew, "Here...my pussy...fuck me..."
Sister Wang's nephew was still inside Sister Wang. Yimu's mother climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Sister Wang, her clothes wide open, her bra askew, exposing her breasts and lower body. Sister Wang's nephew moved from Yimu's mother's breasts down to her genitals, inserting two fingers into her vagina, his thumb pressing and gently rubbing her clitoris. Although Yimu's mother was experienced, she couldn't withstand the stimulation from her clitoris; she trembled as if electrocuted, her juices flowing freely. Seeing that Sister Wang still possessed what she wanted, she smoothed her hair and reached for Sister Wang's genitals. With her warm hand, she grasped Sister Wang's nephew's scrotum, which was taut. She knew it was full of semen. She passionately said, "You have to give it to me...give it to me...shoot it into me..."
Yimu's mother inserted her fingers into Sister Wang's vagina, trying to pull out the penis. Sister Wang's vagina was so wide that it could accommodate a penis and Yimu's mother's fingers. She couldn't reach the head of Sister Wang's nephew's penis, so she pinched it between two fingers and tried to pull it out. Unexpectedly, Sister Wang's nephew's body shuddered, and he ejaculated. Large streams of semen flowed onto Yimu's mother's palm.
Women are fickle; Yimu's mother suddenly felt deflated. He had been with three women in one night, and now he had ejaculated again. He wouldn't have any more strength, he wouldn't.
Seeing Sister Wang's nephew reach for Sister Wang's breasts after ejaculating, Yimu's mother felt angry, feeling that she had been bullied. He had touched her breasts and fondled her vulva, yet she couldn't arouse his interest. He only cared about his aunt; what kind of woman was she? The more she looked at Sister Wang, the more she thought she was a fat, ugly woman. Even Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Xu couldn't compare to her own womanly figure. She hated Sister Wang and her nephew, that blind, good-for-nothing boy. Ignoring
them, Yimu's mother pulled her legs back beside Sister Wang, got up, grabbed her underwear and skirt, and ran to the master bedroom, where the bathroom was; she needed to tidy herself up. In the master bedroom, the large bed was a mess, women's underwear and condoms scattered on the floor. Imagining how lewd they had been the night before, it was truly a den of wolves and wolves. Looking in the mirror, Yimu's mother saw herself with her chest exposed, her lower body naked, her hair disheveled, looking utterly disheveled. She adjusted her shirt and skirt, feeling a pang of bitterness. Not only had her carefully chosen appearance been ruined, but her breasts and genitals had also been touched. After washing her face and hands, she thought, "Thank goodness he didn't penetrate me; at least I've preserved a clean area."
Yimu's mother dressed, returning to her original appearance. She calmed herself and thought to herself, "Thank goodness those two women didn't see my embarrassing state earlier."
Returning to the living room, she saw Mrs. Xu lying on the sofa, with Mrs. Liu naked between her legs, giving her oral sex. When they saw Yimu's mother, they merely smiled at her. Mrs. Liu said, "Wasn't the trip worthwhile?"
Yimu's mother knew she should leave, and leave with dignity. She said, "You can still laugh? I can't. He ejaculated, a lot, but he's empty-handed. Looks like I came for nothing, got nothing, so I'll just have to go home." Yimu's mother laughed after saying this; she felt that leaving like this was the best way, without getting hurt.
Just then, Mrs. Liu's housekeeper returned. Seeing the naked Mrs. Liu engaging in same-sex activities on the sofa, she showed no surprise, calmly saying, "Auntie, I'm back. I didn't have time to cook, so I brought some food. I'll go tidy up the house."
"Go ahead," Mrs. Liu said, then bent down and knelt between Mrs. Xu's legs.
Back home, Yimu's mother's mind was preoccupied with Mrs. Liu's affair until she saw her son, bringing her back to reality. Looking at her son, she thought, "My son is the best. A man who lives off a woman can't last."
At that time, Yimu's mother was new to the business world and lacked experience. Although what happened at Mrs. Liu's house made her very unhappy, she was a mature woman, so she still maintained contact with Mrs. Liu and her group of women, but never attended their sex parties.
Later, as Yimu's father's business grew, Yimu's mother's social status also rose, and she became the director of the local business women's association. This increased her social activities, and her interactions with wealthy women decreased. Sister Wang also held many part-time jobs, which increased their opportunities to meet at social events and business dinners.
Yimu's mother and Sister Wang often met, and Sister Wang frequently brought her nephew. Because of the group sex incident at Mrs. Liu's house, Yimu's mother was very unhappy. They both knew the taboo wasn't too deep, and neither of them spoke of it again.
Initially, every time Yimu's mother saw Sister Wang's nephew, she felt like a woman whose body had been touched and then abandoned by him—a great humiliation for her. She felt that even in her most expensive clothes, she was still a naked woman in his presence. How could she bear it? A boy who lived off women—Yimu's mother despised him and never made eye contact with him.
But women have a quirk: they can't help but pay attention to those they deeply dislike or deeply care for.
Yimu's mother felt the same way. She noticed that this nephew of Sister Wang was very popular with women. Middle-aged women like herself, as well as young women and pretty girls, were all willing to associate with him. This made Yimu's mother curious. So many women liked him; it couldn't be because he had an unusually large penis. Not every woman was attracted to that. He had a handsome appearance, but there were many handsome boys, and not all of them were popular with women.
Over time, Yimu's mother saw many good qualities in him. She observed that he was completely different from the arrogant and domineering person he had been at Mrs. Liu's house, who had toyed with women. Moreover, he was considerate and polite to women, and spoke appropriately. He was a handsome, refined, and sunny boy, which changed Yimu's mother's attitude towards him.
Yimu's mother's attitude towards Sister Wang's nephew changed; she no longer avoided him and could even talk to him a few times.
Gradually, they talked more, and Yimu's mother learned more about him. Sister Wang's nephew also respected Yimu's mother, treating her with the respect due to an elder.
Sister Wang's nephew wasn't much older than Yimu's mother's son, but he was surrounded by so many women. Yimu's mother felt that besides dating women, he probably wouldn't amount to anything else, and that would ruin him; women were the ones who harmed him. A maternal love filled her heart, so Yimu's mother spoke to him much more gently and considerately.
Sister Wang's nephew also treated Yimu's mother differently; unlike other women, Yimu's mother made him feel the warmth of a woman.
Yimu's mother and Sister Wang's nephew talked more, but Yimu's mother noticed that he never mentioned what happened at Mrs. Liu's house that day, which made Yimu's mother feel much more at ease. Once, after an event, Yimu's mother asked Sister Wang's nephew, "I see you come to every event we have. Do you have a lot of free time?" Actually, Yimu's mother wanted to ask if he wasn't working and was making money off women, but she couldn't ask too directly, so she had to probe indirectly.
Wang Jie's nephew told Yimu's mother that he had a good job, and that their social activities were all on weekends or evenings. His aunt used to bring him along to help out, and it was a habit.
So that's how it was; Yimu's mother had underestimated him. She then asked about his family situation. Wang Jie's nephew told her that his family was of modest means, his parents were divorced, and his mother had raised him alone. They relied entirely on his aunt's help to make ends meet, and a few years ago, his aunt helped his mother settle abroad and was currently processing his immigration paperwork.
Knowing about his affairs, Yimu's mother naturally thought of Sister Wang. She recalled the day Sister Wang wouldn't let him pull out, and he could only force his penis inside her, completely disregarding his own existence. She said thoughtfully,
"No wonder you're so subservient to Sister Wang. Is it filial piety or repayment? Do you understand what I'm talking about?"
Sister Wang's nephew said, "I understand. If I said it was filial piety, I'd be scolded to death. It can only be said as repayment. You know, they are both women in their prime, with strong sexual needs. I can only do these things for them. These two women are my biggest concern. I don't want my mother to waste her life, or my aunt's husband to grow old. They are different. My mother only wants me, while my aunt is worldly and likes to try new things. She likes group sex, which my mother thinks is too lewd and can't stand. In those situations, I can't control my emotions, acting like a seasoned womanizer. Actually, I'm not. I like the women I like. Is it rude of me to talk to you like this?" He looked into Yimu's mother's eyes.
Yimu's mother smiled gently, "No, child, this is fine."
Although Yimu's mother meant well and acted like a pure woman, the more she knew him, the more she favored him. Yimu's mother started taking him out under the guise of business, after all, he was a handsome boy, and a woman with a handsome boy would certainly look good. Until one incident happened between them, Yimu's mother stopped taking him out in her local area.
It was evening, and Yimu's mother took Sister Wang's nephew to a hotel to book a venue for a Women's Day gathering. This could have been resolved over the phone, but Yimu's mother still asked Sister Wang's nephew to come with her. After agreeing on the arrangements, the two left the hotel, and the car was parked on the side of the road.
A light snow was falling. Yimu's mother was in a good mood. She wrapped her fur coat around herself, the fluffy collar accentuating
her joyful face. She asked her nephew, "I want to walk a bit, is that alright? Would you like to walk with me?" Her nephew replied, "Whatever makes you happy, but don't walk too far in your high heels. Tie your scarf tight; it's quite chilly." His words were very considerate.
Watching Yimu's mother tie her scarf, he said, "Okay, this way you won't get cold." Although it was chilly, Yimu's mother felt a warm glow inside at her nephew's words.
The streets were nearly deserted. Yimu's mother led her nephew across two intersections. Her nephew said,
"Let's go back. Your shoes are really thin; your feet will get cold. Besides, it's getting dark." Yimu's mother stamped her feet a few times. She didn't feel the cold in her feet because she felt a warmth in her heart, like the onset of puberty.
Yimu's mother looked up at Wang Jie's nephew and said, "What will you do if my feet get frostbite?"
Wang Jie's nephew said, "That's my fault for not taking good care of you. Listen to me, let's go back." Yimu's mother looked at him, her prepared words forgotten by his heartwarming words. She didn't say anything more, just nodded in agreement.
Yimu's mother looked at the empty street and the fluttering snowflakes, as if she had returned to her teenage years of dating, walking briskly alongside her lover.
He asked, "Are you cold?"
She answered irrelevantly, "There's no one on the street."
He said, "Only lovers would come out for a walk in this kind of weather."
Yimu's mother stopped, took Wang Jie's nephew's hand, leaned against him, pressed her breast against his chest, and said, "Don't you consider me your lover?"
Wang Jie's nephew was stunned. He looked down at Yimu's mother, smelling the fragrance of a mature woman, and after a while said, "Your face is all red from the cold, but it looks very beautiful." He hugged Yimu's mother.
"Love me, child," said Yimu's mother.
Wang Jie's nephew murmured, "Mmm..." and kissed her. The moment her lips touched his, his tongue slipped into her mouth. On the street, they embraced tightly, kissing passionately. It was as if the street was their own private world.
They held each other tightly, and through their thick clothes, Yimu's mother felt the raw, masculine energy emanating from his body. She hugged him tightly, her lower abdomen pressing against his hard penis, panting heavily, "Ah...ah—" "I really want to sleep with you..."
Wang Jie's nephew reached under Yimu's mother's fur coat, kneading her breasts, "I've loved you for so long, you have such a wonderfully fragrant woman's scent."
Yimu's mother murmured, "Mmm...mmm...mmm...you want me...child...let's get in the car..." Wang Jie's nephew drove to an empty spot and parked. He moved Yimu's mother's legs, saying, "I want to kiss your genitals." "When Yimu's mother heard him say he wanted to kiss her genitals, she happily replied, 'Okay, I'll take off my pants.' Wang Jie's nephew touched Yimu's mother's breasts and asked, 'Are you cold? You're going to show your thighs.' Yimu's mother, while unbuttoning her pants, said, 'No, the heating is on pretty strong.' She pulled her pants down to her ankles, revealing her white thighs and dark pubic hair. Yimu's mother watched him bury his head in her thighs, stroked his hair, took a long breath, and said, 'Child, this is the second time I've shown myself to you.' Wang Jie's nephew had a skillful mouth, capable of saying things that would a woman's heart flutter, and capable of licking a woman into a scream.
Yimu's mother was aroused by his licking, and she tried her best not to let out a sharp scream: 'Mmm...mmm...uh...uh...child...mmm...mmm...uh
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