Mother-in-law of a man's sexual affairs

The first woman in my life was my mother-in-law, and that happened five years before my marriage.
It was 1971, when I visited home for the first time. In
1969, amidst an unprecedented wave of relocation, I too joined the movement to the countryside. My childhood friend and neighbor, Bai Hua, accompanied me to the Inner Mongolia Production and Construction Corps.
Hua and I were the same age; we were classmates in kindergarten and elementary school, always going to and from school together. We only separated when I entered the Sixth Boys' Middle School and she entered the First Girls' Middle School. However, because our families lived together in a two-story building—her family on the left and mine on the right—we maintained a close relationship. Our fathers were old comrades-in-arms who had fought alongside us through gunfire, and later worked in the same government agency, holding positions that, while not high-ranking, were certainly not low-ranking. Therefore, we enjoyed living conditions unimaginable to most families at the time.
In 1966, the parents of both families were almost simultaneously denounced. Secretaries, guards, drivers, and cooks all disappeared, and even the nanny left. Our two families were forced into a row of houses in a corner of the compound. She was an only child, and when we were sent to the countryside, Aunt Li (her mother) entrusted her to me, agreeing that we could go together to make a difference in the vast countryside. When we left Beijing, we hadn't seen our fathers for almost three years, only to later learn that her father had passed away in 1968.
We were in the same company in the Production and Construction Corps. I always did everything I could to take care of Xiaohua. Aunt Li would always include a page for me in her letters, thanking me for taking care of Xiaohua and reminding us to be careful in everything and to take care of our health. Sometimes she would send a small amount of food and specifically ask me to eat some.
Xiao Hua also cared for me a lot. I would wolf down almost all the food sent by either of our families. Xiao Hua seemed more satisfied and gratified watching me eat than she was eating herself. Unfortunately, I only knew how to fill my own stomach and never considered Xiao Hua's equally hungry stomach.
In July 1971, I returned to Beijing for my first family visit leave. Shortly after Lin Biao's defection, my father was "liberated" and reinstated to his original position. Our family moved to a courtyard house in the city. Aunt Li's family was also exonerated, but since Uncle Bai had passed away, Aunt Li moved alone to an apartment in a suburban area.
When Xiao Hua saw me off, she tearfully urged me to visit her family and ask if I needed any help. Actually, I would have visited Aunt Li even if she hadn't said so, because I had been pampered by her since childhood, almost treated like her son. Sometimes when I bullied Xiao Hua, she would protect me, while my mother would scold me a few times. I was 19 years old then, and I understood some of life's lessons. I felt sorry for Aunt Li, who was all alone, and
I was determined to help her in any way I could. The day after I returned to Beijing, I went to Aunt Li's house. As I was leaving, my mother told me, "Your Aunt Li has had a tough few years, and I haven't had time to visit her. I heard she lives in a fairly spacious place now, but it's too remote. When you get there, see if there's anything we can help with. If there's any heavy work, lend a hand. I heard she moved there more than half a year ago, and she's still packing up a lot of things. Sigh, it's tough being a woman alone! If you need anything, you can go more often, or—you could stay at her place. Anyway, the housekeeper isn't here these days, and your room isn't ready yet. It's okay to come back in a day or two. If she has a phone, call her."
I spent more than an hour looking for Aunt Li's place, following the address Xiaohua gave me. It was a cluster of three buildings at the foot of Xishan Hill. The buildings looked nice from the outside, but they seemed very desolate, as if not many people lived there.
Aunt Li lived on the second floor of the building on the west side. When I knocked on the door, she was almost stunned to see me. After staring at me blankly for a moment, she suddenly hugged me, crying and laughing, "Bingbing, I'm so glad to see you! How is Huahua? Why didn't she come back? Why didn't she write a letter earlier…?" A barrage of questions left me unsure which to answer first. I had never been hugged so tightly by a woman before, and I was momentarily at a loss.
I was already taller than Aunt Li by then; her head barely reached my nose. My nostrils were filled with a captivating fragrance, a scent that made me uneasy and restless. I later learned that it was the scent of a mature woman. I stood there dumbfounded in her embrace, my little brother stirring restlessly. I was so embarrassed that I dared not make a move, blushing and inwardly cursing myself for being so cowardly.
Aunt Li probably sensed the hardness in her lower abdomen and quickly released her, taking a step back, her face also turning bright red.
I stammered, "I'm sorry, Aunt Li, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry, I..."
Aunt Li looked up at me in surprise, and paused for a moment. "Bingbing has grown up, he's a man now... Ah, it's alright, it was Auntie's fault, I shouldn't have... hugged you like that, it's just... seeing you reminded me of Huahua, and I forgot my feelings for her. Bingbing won't blame Auntie, right?"
"No, no! No! Of course I won't blame Auntie, it's just... I didn't mean it, please forgive me, Auntie!"
"What's there to forgive or not forgive? Bingbing is three months older than Huahua, he's 19 years old now, a grown man, it's perfectly normal to have a reaction, don't think about it, come inside." Saying that, she led me into the room and sat me down on the sofa.
"When did you get back? What would you like to drink, would you like some soda? Was the journey smooth? How's Huahua lately..." Aunt Li asked as she busied herself.
She wore a thin white polyester shirt, the shape of her bra faintly visible underneath, and grass-green military trousers. She was barefoot, wearing plastic slippers. Aunt Li used to be a dancer in the Qianjin Art Troupe. She had a great figure, fair skin, and short black hair that made her look energetic. Her breasts, while not huge, were full, and they trembled slightly with her rapid movements. I couldn't answer her question; I just stared blankly at her rhythmic movements.
"Bingbing, what are you daydreaming about? Isn't Auntie still somewhat attractive?"
"Ah! I...no...I..."
"Tell the truth, is Auntie very old? Have you lost all your charm?" she asked, gracefully turning to display her still youthful and vibrant body.
"No...no, Auntie, you're beautiful, really, really beautiful! Oh, no! That's not what I meant!"
Aunt Li smiled and handed me a soft drink, saying, "Bingbing, you have such a sweet tongue. Drink up, it's hot enough today, there's more if you want. What you said makes Auntie very happy. I know I'm an old woman now, but I'm so happy that you're flattering me like this. Thank you, Bingbing."
"I'm not lying, Auntie really is..."
"Alright, tell me about Huahua, is she alright? Tell Auntie."
I opened my bag and took out some local specialties like fruits while telling Auntie about Huahua's situation. Aunt Li seemed relieved after hearing this.
"Bingbing, is there anything urgent? No? Okay, help Auntie with something. I'll prepare some lunch first, but Auntie's cooking isn't very good, so don't complain, Bingbing."
After eating the lunch that Aunt Li had hurriedly prepared, she led me on a tour of her property. It was a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment, quite spacious. Aunt Li said that there were only a dozen or so households in these buildings, and only the second and fourth floors of her unit were occupied; the other apartments were completely uninhabited. Aunt Li's house only had this living room and one bedroom properly arranged; the other two rooms were cluttered with large and small boxes, as if the owner was preparing to move out.
"Bingbing, could you help Auntie tidy up these two rooms? I usually don't have the energy or interest to do these things by myself."
"No problem, don't worry, it's nothing!"
"Oh, Bingbing, that's great! But I'm afraid I'll have to wait all afternoon..."
"It's alright, Aunt Li. My mom said I didn't have to go home today, and ordered me to finish all of Aunt Li's tasks before I could go home."
"Really? That's great! But I need to check. Unfortunately, I don't have a phone here, so I'll have to go out and make one. How about this, Bingbing, you move everything to the living room first, and then we'll move everything in one by one, okay?" Then she went out.
Luckily, thanks to the training I've had over the years, it didn't take me long to pile everything into the living room. After I drank a bottle of soda and smoked two cigarettes, Aunt Li came back excitedly carrying two bulging bags. Perhaps because it was very hot outside, her cheeks were flushed and her face was covered in sweat.
"You moved so quickly? Bingbing is amazing!"
I hurriedly went to the bathroom, wrung out a wet towel, and handed it to Aunt Li. She paused for a moment, looked at me, and said softly, "Thank you, thank you, Bingbing, you're so thoughtful."
"Don't mention it, Auntie, what should we do next?"
"Next? Next... how... how should we do it? How can you... Oh, let me rest for a while, okay?"
I don't know what she was thinking, but her face turned even redder: "It's too hot in this weather, let Auntie change her clothes before we start."
I was surprised by her outfit when she came out of the bedroom. She was wearing a grass-green cotton t-shirt and grass-green shorts, probably the ones Uncle Bai wore when he was alive. They were baggy and made her knees and calves look even more slender.
"Alright, let's get started. It's hot, no need to rush. Your mom said she can help me for three or four days, so we can take our time. If it gets too hot, we can rest. Don't tire out Bingbing, or I won't be able to explain it to your mom."
Aunt Li filled a bucket with water, brought out rags and a mop, and we worked together to clean the simple furniture and floor in the room. She maintained a rhythmic pace while working, her firm buttocks swaying and her full breasts trembling. It was clear she had taken off her bra, as the outline of her nipples was clearly visible on her t-shirt, bouncing with the movement of her arms, making my little brother stand at attention every now and then. Then she started opening the packages one by one, and I put the items in the places she indicated...
By the time we had basically finished cleaning one room, it was already getting dark. I didn't feel tired, but Aunt Li was probably exhausted. Her t-shirt was soaked with sweat, and her shorts were also soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her body.
I noticed she didn't seem to be wearing underwear either, as her shorts, clinging tightly to her hips and thighs, showed no sign of any underwear. This discovery excited me even more, and the more I tried to suppress it, the stronger the feeling became. The obvious bulge in her crotch made me afraid to face her, so I could only turn my back to her as much as possible. Aunt Li must have noticed my predicament, but instead of adjusting her clothes, she deliberately presented her concealed yet incredibly alluring parts to me, seemingly enjoying my embarrassment.
"Bingbing, that's enough for today. Take a rest. I'll boil some water for us to wash up, then we'll eat. Oh, Bingbing, if you want a cigarette, there's some in that drawer. Take it out and smoke." With that, she went to the kitchen, her graceful swaying waist giving me another inexplicable urge.
I opened the drawer and found seven or eight packs of Zhonghua cigarettes inside, one of which was already torn open, leaving about ten cigarettes. 'Could Aunt Li smoke too? I didn't think she smoked before?' I pondered, lit one, and took a deep, satisfying drag. I grabbed another bottle of soda, bit off the cap, and started drinking. Sitting on the sofa, gazing at the twilight outside the window, I felt incredibly content.
Aunt Li came out of the kitchen carrying a kettle of hot water: "Bingbing, we'll be cooking later. I'll wash up first. There's a basin of water on the stove, keep an eye on it, and you can wash up after I'm done."
I agreed, but in my heart, I wondered what was wrong with Aunt Li. She didn't seem like this before. Thinking of the enthusiastic hug I received when I entered the door, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire again.
"What a coward! This is Huahua's mother!" I cursed myself, while thinking of Aunt Li's full, soft breasts and firm, pert buttocks—they were truly wonderful! You see, I had never been this close to a woman before. Even with Xiaohua, it was just holding hands. Once, while walking by the lake, I put my arm around Huahua's shoulder, and she ignored me for three days afterward. Today I felt how wonderful it was to hug someone, I really want to hug Huahua too…
Suddenly, the bathroom door opened with a bang, and I looked up and was stunned—Aunt Li walked out completely naked. She froze when she saw me, then quickly went back into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
My God, what a beautiful body! Aunt Li's figure is simply… simply gorgeous! More beautiful than Venus! Her pert breasts, slender waist, full thighs, and the dark tuft of hair below her abdomen—all of these stirred my imagination…
Aunt Li’s anxious voice came from the bathroom: “Bingbing, I’m so sorry! I forgot there’s someone else at home, I’m so sorry! I didn’t bring any spare clothes, could you please get me a few?”
“Sure! But… I don’t know where they are.”
She seemed to hesitate for a moment before saying, “They’re… in the wardrobe in the bedroom, just take one… take whatever you like.”
I opened the wardrobe door, and neatly folded underwear was arranged in one of the compartments. I hesitated for a while but ultimately didn’t have the courage to touch the underwear, even though I really wanted to touch it and even smell what it smelled like. I chose a slightly worn floral seersucker nightgown, and when I brought it to my nose, I smelled that arousing scent again, and my erect penis suddenly swelled up to the point of almost bursting.
I slipped the bathrobe through the crack in the bathroom door: "Aunt Li, I didn't... I didn't... so... I didn't take it... I'm sorry!"
"Oh, what's wrong... Hehe! Little one, still embarrassed! It's alright, thank you Bingbing."
I quickly returned to the sofa and continued smoking to calm myself down.
A long time—at least too long for a bathrobe—before Aunt Li gracefully emerged from the bathroom.
The bathrobe was rather short, not even covering her knees, and her shapely, fair legs strode over with a springy gait. She smiled at me and said, "It must have been hard for Bingbing. You should go wash up now. Auntie is preparing dinner. Auntie is going to treat Bingbing well today." Saying this, she went into the kitchen.
"Ouch!" She suddenly exclaimed. Without thinking, I rushed into the kitchen and bumped into Aunt Li. Seeing that she was about to fall onto the gas stove, I quickly reached out and caught her. Aunt Li let out another soft "Ah."
"What's wrong! What happened! Are you hurt?" I saw a basin of water boiling and was afraid of scalding Aunt Li.
But she didn't respond! I looked away and froze—I had my hands covering her breasts and subconsciously pressed them hard. They were soft and elastic, and her nipples felt hard in my palms. She leaned against me, her head resting on my shoulder, her eyes tightly closed, and her nostrils flaring rapidly.
At that time, I didn't know that this was a woman's very emotional expression. I only thought she was injured, so I carefully put my right arm around her shoulder and used my left hand to lift her up by her thigh.
Aunt Li suddenly opened her eyes: "No...don't...Bingbing, let me go..."
I ignored her and walked towards the bedroom: "Don't move, be good, I'll put you on the bed and see where you're hurt, don't move!"
Her face turned red and she closed her eyes again, whispering: "Silly boy, Bingbing, put me down, I'm not hurt, put me down."
I was stunned again, standing blankly in the living room.
Looking down, I saw her flushed face, so delicate and smooth, almost translucent. Her chest heaved violently, and her long eyelashes fluttered rapidly above her tightly closed eyes. I couldn't help but murmur, "You're so beautiful! Absolutely gorgeous!"
"Put me down right now!"
My words jolted me awake. I quickly and gently laid her down on the sofa and confessed, "Aunt Li, I'm sorry, I thought you were hurt somewhere. I didn't mean to... I meant to..."
I noticed she was lying on the sofa, her legs propped up on the armrest, her robe pulled up from my embrace, revealing a dark patch between her legs. I was speechless.
Aunt Li noticed my expression and followed my gaze, realizing she was exposed. Instead of getting angry, she didn't try to cover herself up. She sighed softly and said, "Silly boy! Alright, stop looking. There's plenty of time. Go wash up, I need to make dinner."
I quickly looked away and rushed into the bathroom.
"Come back! You haven't brought the hot water yet! I only woke up when I saw the water was boiling, which startled you. But your concern really touched me. It's been so many years since anyone cared about me like that. Thank you, man!"
I carried the basin of hot water back into the bathroom. Aunt Li seemed happy to see my awkwardness, but her words saddened me, and her actions confused me.
Aunt Li has been living alone for the past few years, and loneliness is inevitable. Coupled with her longing for her only daughter, Xiaohua, and her remembrance of Uncle Bai, her life must have been very difficult. Her sudden surprise at seeing me made her forget herself, which is understandable. Dressing so revealingly while working is also acceptable. Coming out naked after showering and saying she forgot I was there is barely acceptable. But asking a young man like me to get her underwear is a bit much, but I had no other choice, so I made do.
Later in the kitchen, when I hugged and lifted her up, she seemed to enjoy it. Then, lying on the sofa, almost completely exposing her…that place, she wasn't annoyed by my peeping; on the contrary…she seemed somewhat smug. She even said, "What time is there?" What time is there? Could it be…?
Thinking of this, my little brother swelled up again, as if about to burst. I frantically rubbed my erect penis, and soon a shiver ran down my spine as my semen gushed out, some even spraying onto the opposite wall.
After I cleaned myself up, I realized I didn't have any change of clothes. Just as I was racking my brains, Aunt Li called from outside, "Bingbing, change into these clothes. Dinner is ready, we can eat now."
I took the clothes and found a half-new military uniform, an old man's shirt, and a pair of grass-green underwear—the kind issued by the army, apparently left by Uncle Bai. The clothes were the right length but too baggy. Thinking of Uncle Bai's plump figure, I couldn't help but chuckle, knowing I would look ridiculous in these clothes, probably like a scarecrow in a field.
When I came out of the bathroom, Aunt Li laughed when she saw me. She said, "This outfit doesn't suit you at all, but there's nothing better for you. Just wear it. I'll wash your clothes later; they'll be dry by tomorrow. It's hot, so why don't you take off your coat? It's just the two of us, it's fine. Come and eat, I'm starving, I haven't felt this hungry in a long time."
I also felt very hot, so I took off my coat and felt much cooler. When I woke up again, it was already 8 o'clock. Jingjing had gotten out of bed sometime earlier, and I was lying alone on the soft bed with a sheet draped over my stomach.
I took out a cigarette and lit it. It was extremely quiet here; I could faintly hear the cicadas chirping in the distant woods. I
heard the clattering of pots and pans coming from the kitchen. I suddenly felt very hungry, so I got up to find something to eat.
Just then, Jingjing poked her head in and said, "Get up! Hurry up and eat breakfast, it's freshly made, eat it while it's hot. Hey, don't be so naked, put on that outfit before you come out."
I turned around and saw a set of clothes neatly folded beside the bed, the same one I'd changed into yesterday.
I quickly dressed and went to the living room. Ah, what a sumptuous breakfast! I sat down and was about to grab some toasted bread when she shoved my hand away, saying, "Go wash your face and brush your teeth first, how can you be so unhygienic?" I
could only swallow my saliva and go to the bathroom. I quickly finished washing up and returned to the table, finding two fried eggs, two pieces of fried pork, and three slices of bread spread with butter and jam on the plate in front of me. I wolfed it down, and Jingjing asked, "Can you still eat this bacon?"
Bacon? I realized she was talking about the fried pork, so I said, "It's delicious! I love it." I grabbed the cup next to me and took a big gulp. It was bitter—coffee. I frowned and swallowed it.
"Don't you like coffee?"
"No, I don't mind at all. Can I have some more?"
"Of course!" Her face lit up with a smile, and she refilled my cup.
In no time, I had devoured all the food in front of me, but I still felt a little hungry…
"Still not full! There's more here." She pushed her plate towards me.
It contained only a fried egg, a strip of bacon, and two slices of bread. When I had only the fried egg and half a slice of bread left, I suddenly realized something and looked up to find that she only had one cup of coffee in front of her!
"Ah! I'm sorry, you haven't eaten yet! How could I..."
"It's okay, I wasn't hungry to begin with. I'm so glad to see you eating so heartily. I was really worried you'd go hungry. It's nothing, you eat."
"No, that's not right, you have to eat. But... is this enough?"
Under my insistence, she began to eat her pitiful breakfast.
She chewed elegantly, and even the way she drank her coffee was so graceful, giving a sense of rhythm. I stared at her, thinking what a wonderful woman she was. Would Huahua be like this in the future? Probably not. That girl is used to being tough and impulsive; she would never be so delicate. Quietly, an elegant aura emanated from her forehead to her toes. Could this be maturity? The woman in bed yesterday was completely different from the one before me. Which one was better? I'm afraid I can't let go of either of them.
Her breasts were wrapped in her t-shirt, her nipples clearly protruding, trembling slightly with each chew. My penis suddenly became erect.
She became increasingly uncomfortable under my gaze, her face flushing as she asked, "What's wrong? What's on my face? Tell me! Don't look at me like that, what's wrong!"
"Come here, I'll tell you."
She hesitated for a moment, then stood up in confusion and walked to me, asking, "What happened?"
I pulled her onto my lap, kissing her neck. She felt my hot, hard penis pressing against her thigh, and struggled to get up, wriggling her hips. I held her tightly, kissing her lips while kneading her full breasts. After a few moments, she stopped struggling and kissed me passionately. I noticed her breathing quicken, and her hips began to wriggle again, but this time it was a sign of desire rather than a desire to leave me. As I rubbed her nipples until they hardened, she reached out to stroke my erect penis.
"Bingbing, carry me to the bed," she whispered in my ear, her face flushed.
"I can't wait, let's do it here!" I said, laying her down on the sofa and quickly stripping off her clothes. Then I stripped naked, parted her legs, and bent down to insert my penis into her already overflowing vagina. We both let out a comfortable "ah" sound.
After a rapid series of thrusts, she cried out "oh oh ya ya" and climaxed. I lay still, enjoying the pleasure of her clitoris being sucked. After her orgasm, I adjusted my position and continued thrusting slowly and deliberately.
Lying before me was a beautiful woman. Her skin was fair, like jade against the dark brown leather sofa. Her hair was jet black, her eyebrows were arched and relaxed, her eyes were slightly closed, her nose was straight with nostrils flaring, and her mouth was half-open, emitting muffled sounds from between her neat, white teeth, sounding like either "oh" or "ah." Her breasts trembled with my thrusts, her dark reddish-brown nipples bouncing. Below her slender waist were perfectly proportioned hips, and her flat abdomen was covered with soft, dark pubic hair; only upon close inspection could one see faint stretch marks.
Although we had made love three times before, this was the first time I had carefully observed Jingjing's beautiful body. The thought of such a beautiful woman receiving my love made my penis grow even harder, and the speed of my thrusts gradually increased, along with the amplitude of my side-to-side movements. Jingjing's moans also gradually grew louder, eventually culminating in a loud cry like the night before.
"Oh...oh...oh ya...ah...ah ah...oh...oh...oh ya...harder...oh ya...oh...oh...oh ya...ah...ah ah...oh...oh...oh...oh ya...oh...ah...ya...oh...darling...husband...ah ya...comfortable...ah...ah ah...oh...ah...ya...oh...bingbing...ah...ah ah...fuck...fuck into...flower...flower heart...ya...oh...oh...oh ya...ah...ah...ah ah...ah ah...comfortable...oh...oh...ah! Fuck...me to death...oh ya..."
Jingjing climaxed again, her body arched high, her flower heart biting wildly at the glans, her vagina tightly gripping the penis, pouring streams of vaginal fluid onto the glans. I ejaculated, a large amount of thick semen shooting into Jingjing's body, she convulsed and collapsed, I lay on top of her, our two sweaty bodies almost fused together.
After a while, she raised her arms and hugged my neck tightly, saying, "Bingbing, my little husband, you're making me feel so good! I've never felt this good before, I almost died again!" She then showered my face and neck with kisses, her lower mouth throbbing and opening, causing my recently quiet penis to throb and harden again. She felt the change in my penis and widened her eyes in surprise, saying, "What! You...you didn't...you did again..." At the same time, she forcefully contracted her vaginal muscles to confirm her judgment.
"Oh, my little darling, are you trying to...kill me?! I'm going all out, do whatever you want!"
she said, as if she had no choice, but I could tell she was burning with desire from long abstinence. I had already learned from books that women her age were at their most virile, and how could I, a gluttonous cat just beginning to taste the sweetness, let her go? I just really wanted to hear her say that vulgar word "fuck," so I deliberately said, "No, I'm afraid you'll get tired, so let's rest first." I even deliberately thrust my hard penis inside her a couple of times and then stopped.
She said urgently, "No, I don't want to rest, you...you have to use force! Good Bingbing, hurry, I can't hold back anymore, don't do this, come on, please!" She almost cried as she spoke, her buttocks twisting violently, her vaginal opening contracting, and my penis thrusting up and down and side to side inside her vaginal cavity. It seemed that a warm liquid was oozing out, soaking my penis, which I found very pleasurable.
She writhed desperately for a while, perhaps feeling that it wouldn't satisfy her craving, and said, "Bingbing, please, don't torture me anymore, hurry... hurry and fuck me! Please!"
"Begging me like that won't work. Calling me Bingbing won't work now, and saying 'fuck' isn't enough. You have to say the word."
She paused for a moment, blushed, and said, "You're so bad! I didn't expect you to be so bad! How could I say such a thing?"
"You've already said it more than once. If you can't say it, then forget it. I was just thinking of having a smoke." Saying that, she made a move to pull out her penis.
She hurriedly raised her legs and wrapped them around my waist, her arms tightly around my neck, and said, "Don't go, my little darling, my little husband... my dear husband, just fuck me hard... hard... fuck me hard! Harder! Fuck me harder!"
She almost shouted it out, and at the same time, a gush of hot liquid poured onto my glans. Could it be that she had another small orgasm? Infected by her impatient emotions, I also began a rapid attack.
I grabbed her hips, lifted her buttocks, and placed her waist on the wide armrest of the sofa, her buttocks dangling in the air. I grabbed her ankles and began thrusting in and out.
"This...no...oh...oh...can't...ah...like this...oh...ah...don't...ah...oh...oh...oh...harder...oh...oh...oh...oh...comfortable...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...harder...fuck...ah...oh...dear...husband...ah...comfortable...ah...ah...oh...ah...comfortable...oh...bingbing...ah...ah...fuck...fuck...to death...ah...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah...no...no...can't...any...comfortable...oh...oh...ah!fuck...to death..." I
thrust in and out for more than 10 minutes in one go, and actually pushed her back onto the sofa. She could barely make a sound now, only muffled noises in her throat as I moved, her large breasts swaying and trembling. I leaned over her, kissing her and kneading her breasts, slowing my thrusting. We
alternated between fast and slow for almost two hours, during which she orgasmed five times, her warm, wet juices flowing out, smearing our genitals. Finally, I placed her buttocks on the armrest, thrusting hard dozens of times from above, then grinding against her clitoris, finding the right spot to penetrate, my glans instantly gripped tightly.
"Ah...again...into...her...clitoris..." she cried hoarsely, and then, with frantic sucking and biting, I ejaculated my hot semen directly into her uterus.
We woke up around noon; after she struggled to eat some lunch, we went back to bed naked, embracing each other.
I was already fully erect again. She lovingly stroked my swollen, hard penis and said, "You're really something, I'm scared of you. In less than a day, you've already... fucked me... ah... 5 times! Goodness, this is incredible, you've already made me..."
I put my finger to her lips and said, "Shh! You can't say 'fucked'!"
"You... naughty boy, I won't say it."
"You can't not say it, or you'll be punished..."
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you. These 5 times you fucked me until I was completely out of my mind, I was so wet! That time you fucked me until I passed out was something I've never experienced before..."
"So, were you satisfied?"
"Of course it felt good, it felt so good I almost died! I never thought sex could be so ecstatic. Bingbing, I'm starting to suspect you're not a virgin..."
I suddenly sat up and exclaimed excitedly, "No, I've never been with a woman before..."
She silenced me with her soft lips, and after a passionate kiss, she said, "I know it's your first time, but I mean, your performance is nothing like a virgin's. Lao Bai fucked me non-stop in the first few years of our marriage, but he never fucked me like you did, making my bones feel like they were falling apart. Although I really shouldn't have done this with you... I don't regret it at all. Even if I'm sorry to Huahua, I'll accept it. Seeing how energetic you are, I'm afraid Huahua won't be able to handle you in the future, and even with me, I'm afraid we won't be able to put out your fire..." As she spoke, she vigorously rubbed my penis a few times: "Who knows, you might want to find another woman!"
"No, that's impossible. I will never love another woman again, really."
"I believe that, but you men... Hey, is it swollen down there? Do you want it in?" She held my penis and stroked it twice at the entrance of her vagina. "I know you're going crazy with desire, but what if I don't agree and there's a woman next to you who lets you do whatever you want? Tell me."
I hadn't really thought about any of that; I only experienced this sensation 16 hours ago. However, given my current burning desire, I might really do something drastic if I did.
"Nothing more to say, right? Okay, that's all for later. Let me relax a bit now."
She lifted one leg and straddled my waist, guiding my penis into her warm, overflowing cave. It was already sticky and overflowing; she herself couldn't hold back, yet she said it was to make me relax. Women, what they say is often different from what they think.
"Just leave it in like this and don't move. We need to rest for a bit before we get to work." She said, holding me tightly. I held her with one hand and pinched her nipple with the other. Soon, I felt that nipple harden. She hugged me tighter and gently swayed her hips, her warm, moist vulva swallowing my penis, feeling incredibly pleasurable.
I kissed her hot lips, gently moving to match her swaying. Even this gentle lovemaking brought indescribable pleasure. The close skin-to-skin contact and this tender union caused her to clench my penis and ejaculate within ten minutes, then go limp. I, unable to penetrate deeply and thus not ejaculating, was equally satisfied. My erect penis, bathed in her fluids, surprisingly relaxed and gradually calmed down. Lovemaking truly is a wondrous game.
We continued tidying the room. Jingjing initially wanted to put on clothes, but after my insistence, she agreed to work naked. The efficiency in this state was predictable; we frequently cuddled together for a while: sometimes I'd push her against the wall, lift one of her legs, and thrust in and out; sometimes I'd lay her down on the table, carrying her legs on my shoulders, riding her in and out; sometimes I'd have her lie on the sofa back and enter from behind, kneading and playing with her breasts... But whatever the position, we'd stop just before she climaxed, so as not to delay our work.
I found that this method actually made her even more aroused. At first, she was hesitant, but later she took the initiative to let my little brother and her little sister meet, appearing passionate, unrestrained, and incredibly alluring.
It seems that to get a woman to completely open up to you, you need to give her a little too much (what Hong Kong people call "just enough" or "not enough") to arouse her, and then finally launch a relentless, storm-like assault until she's weak and wet, then she'll be devoted to you for life. Of course, this is something I learned later; I didn't realize it then.
After we barely finished cleaning the room, it was already dark. We quickly washed off our sweaty bodies, naturally engaging in some playful touching and flirting, though it was still a rather rushed affair.
She stopped mentioning getting dressed and went naked to the kitchen to prepare dinner, while I leaned back on the sofa smoking.
After a while, she called me from the kitchen. I went into the kitchen, kissed her, and asked, "What is it?"
"Hold me."
I wrapped my arms around her, gently kneading her firm breasts, kissing her neck, ears, and shoulders incessantly, making her movements while washing vegetables intermittent.
"No, no, just hold me, don't move around anymore... Oh... This is terrible, if this continues, there won't be any dinner!"
I had no choice but to obey, gently stroking her lower abdomen, my already hard penis rubbing against her buttocks. I heard her say, "This is terrible," and she trembled, tilting her head back to rest on my shoulder. I reached between her legs and felt my hand was sticky. I suddenly wondered—what does this stuff taste like? I tasted it; it was slightly fishy, vaguely salty or sweet, slippery and still warm from her body.
"Oh my! Are you crazy? How could you... This is dirty!" she exclaimed in surprise.
I didn't care about any of that. I grabbed her and placed her on the cutting board, spreading her legs and sucking on her vulva. She started moaning softly.
Her pubic hair was as thick as her long, black hair, and thick, sticky fluid oozed from between her fleshy labia. I sucked wantonly, and when there wasn't much fluid left, I suddenly noticed something about the size of a little fingertip protruding from where her labia met. Could this be her clitoris? I licked the clitoris with the tip of my tongue, and after a few moments, her thighs clamped around my head, and another gush of fluid spurted out, covering my chin.
I took the opportunity to suck harder, and she couldn't help but let out short, high-pitched "oh oh ah ah" sounds. I sucked a few times and then tapped the trembling clitoris with my tongue, and another gush of fluid flowed out. This continued in turn until the flowing fluids became thin and watery. By then, her hand, which had been gripping my hair, had long since loosened, and she no longer made a sound. When I looked up, she was slumped limply on the table.
I carried her to the bed and climbed on top of her. My throbbing penis smoothly entered her warm, moist opening, and after a while of gentle thrusting, she slowly woke up.
"You're killing me! You little devil, how can you be so good at playing with women! I'm done for, I'll make you play me to death even if you don't fuck me to death! My little darling... my little husband... fuck me... my big-dicked husband... play me to death..." she said, hugging me and kissing me wildly. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist, her heels pounding against my buttocks, her lower abdomen heaving, and her hips twisting to try and get closer to me.
As I increased the speed of my thrusting, her legs gradually relaxed weakly. I held her hands above her head and kissed them alternately under her hairy armpits, occasionally gently biting her nipples to arouse her, making her cry out "husband" and "darling" incessantly. I suddenly withdrew my penis slightly, letting the glans rub against her vaginal cavity while rubbing the shaft against her clitoris up, down, left, and right. Then I thrust it in hard, the glans violently impacting her clitoris and making loud "slap slap" sounds of flesh hitting flesh.
"Oh...oh...so good...ah...like this...it itches...oh...ah...don't...ah...oh oh...oh...like this...harder...it feels...so good...it's killing me...oh...oh...oh...oh...so good...ah...ah ah...oh...oh...harder...with...oh...oh...fuck...ah...ah...oh...dear...husband...fuck me to death...ah...ah...so good...ah...ah ah...oh...ah...ah...so good...oh...bingbing...ah...ah ah...fuck...fuck...it's killing me...ah...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah...I...can't...can't...take it anymore...ah..." "My little...cunt wants...to be...fucked through...ah...oh...oh...ah! Fuck...me...to death...no...I can't take it anymore...sister...sister...I can't take it anymore..."
And so, I fucked her for over 40 minutes, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy. She had two orgasms during that time, and I could clearly feel the biting of her clitoris and the contractions of her vaginal cavity, but nothing came out. Finally, I pressed her limp legs tightly against her swollen breasts, and from above, I thrust into her more than 50 times, shooting my semen deep into her flesh, before collapsing and falling asleep. I woke up to a kiss, enjoying the tenderness with my eyes closed.
"Stop pretending to be asleep, I know you're awake, get up and eat."
Suddenly feeling ravenously hungry, I jumped up.
"I didn't have the energy to cook properly, so I just made some noodles. That'll have to do. Sorry to make do."
"It's okay." Of course it's okay, as long as there's food, that's fine. Besides, this pot of fragrant noodles has lots of sausages and cooked meat in it! Ah! There are even five eggs! Fantastic!
I swallowed most of the pot in one go. Jingjing kept smiling at me, and then I realized I hadn't seen her eat. "Why aren't you eating?"
"You're holding the pot like a starving ghost, what am I supposed to eat!"
"Damn it! I'm sorry, Jingjing, I'm sorry, is this enough for you?"
"It's enough. You can really eat, no wonder you're so...capable." She blushed as she said this.
I pulled her to sit on my lap, watching her slowly sip her food. Holding her warm, soft body, a sense of accomplishment welled up inside me. I resolved to protect her and make her happy.
"There's hot water in the kitchen, take it to the bathroom and wash up, you smell all sweaty."
I sniffed her temples. "You're not much better, besides sweat, there's also..." I deliberately dragged out the sound.
Jingjing, who loves cleanliness, eagerly asked, "What else smells?"
I whispered in her ear, "A fragrant, pungent smell."
Her little fist immediately landed on my back: "You rascal, you're so awful..."
We washed each other, two people covered in foam huddled together, the slippery skin touching felt a little strange, but very pleasant.
I rubbed her breasts and said, "Little Jing, oh, can I call you sister?"
She leaned comfortably in my arms and said, "Of course, you can call me whatever you want."
"Then... how about calling me slutty sister?"
"I am your slutty sister." "How about
calling me sexy auntie?"
"Oh, I can't use 'auntie,' you can call me sexy whatever you want, even sexy cunt... no, that's too... awful."
"I'll call you that! Sexy auntie! Sexy cunt auntie! Slutty sister! Slutty cunt sister! Stinky Jingjing! Sexy Jingjing! Slutty Jingjing! Tender cunt Jingjing..."
As I spoke, she suddenly couldn't stand up and slid to the ground. I quickly caught her, and she murmured, "Good Bingbing, stop calling me that, you're making me... unable... unable to take it anymore." I touched her lower body, and she was wet again.
After rinsing and drying ourselves off, I let Jingjing, still limp, embrace me, holding my neck. I lifted her legs and pulled her up, my erect penis sliding against her vulva a few times before her passionate lips sucked it in. We walked to the bed, her fleshy opening swallowing and releasing my penis, and fell onto it, our
bodies intertwined. I hoisted her legs onto my shoulders and thrust in and out once, when Jingjing cried out "Ouch!" and curled up, her face turning from rosy to pale. I quickly stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It hurts! It hurts!"
"Where does it hurt? What happened?" "Where does it hurt!
Where else? It's all because of you fucking me! Pull it out!"
I leaned down to examine her closely. I saw her vaginal opening, bright red and slightly parted, amidst her dark, curly pubic hair, her labia slightly curled inwards, trembling softly.
"Take a closer look, what's wrong? It hurts so much!"
I gently pulled apart her labia, widening the opening further. Her labia were dark in color, with the edges of the dark red labia showing a dark brown tinge, while the opening itself was red. I found nothing unusual about the labia, inside and out. I moistened my fingers with saliva and explored around, asking if she was in pain, but she didn't react much. I continued to probe the opening, and when my fingers touched about two centimeters inside the lower edge of the opening, she suddenly trembled and cried out, "Ah! It's here, it hurts!"
After observing for a while, I found a scratch there, with a small area about half the size of a broad bean showing traces of blood.
I held Jingjing tightly, kissing her tenderly, my heart aching. "I'm sorry, Jingjing. I didn't know it would happen. How could I have hurt you?"
"How could you hurt me! It's all your fault! You fucked me for ages, fucked me until I was completely wet and still wouldn't stop. What woman can take that kind of brutal fucking? I'm married and have had children. If I were a virgin, you would have fucked me to death!"
I felt helpless and wanted to take her to the hospital. She laughed and scolded, "You have a fever! It's 11 pm! Besides, what will I say at the hospital? That you fucked me like this? People will laugh their heads off! I can't say that, it's so embarrassing! Come on, just lie down and hug me."
Seeing my dejected look, she comforted me, "Don't worry about it, I think it'll be fine in a couple of days. It's not entirely your fault, I was too greedy! I didn't expect you to fuck me like this."
"Jingjing, have you ever been like this before?"
"Nonsense! Who else is like you, fucking like a... stallion, fucking a cunt like crazy! Ah! Thinking about how good it felt to be fucked by you! Every pore on my body opened up." As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed my penis and started stroking it.
"A woman can't function without a man's pleasure. You're young, and your thing is amazing, hard and hot as it goes in, hitting my G-spot every time, it feels so good my toes go numb! You're also incredibly skilled, you can last forty minutes to an hour in one go, making me orgasm three or four times, it's so incredibly pleasurable. You've always been smart, I never knew you knew so much about this, just two days and you've already made me dizzy with pleasure, in a year or two you'll have me completely obsessed! Any woman who gets fucked like this once will be head over heels for you!"
"By the way, Bingbing, let me tell you, before you marry Huahua you're not allowed to have sex with her... I'm not saying this because I'm disgusted... you're too amazing, she's a girl and she can't handle you! You can do whatever you want after we go back to Beijing, but not over there, understand?"
Thinking of the lively and lovely Huahua, thinking of her... his already hard penis, which had been quietly caressed, suddenly became even harder. She noticed too, giggling as she asked, "Why are you so hard again? Want more? Do you want me or Huahua? Hmm? I can't let you fuck me again. How about this, let me soothe you, Bingbing." Saying this, she turned her head and took my throbbing penis into her mouth.
Good heavens! Is this even possible?!
An indescribable pleasure shot from the glans, up my scrotum, perineum, and lower abdomen, spreading throughout my body. A sensation that was hard to describe—a tingling, numb, itchy, or sore feeling—filled my entire body, as if I were rising and falling in the turbulent waves of pleasure.
"Hehe, how about it? You can't take it anymore, can you?" She smiled at me and then lowered her head to suck on my penis.
Like eating ice cream, she repeatedly licked the shaft from top to bottom, sometimes gently biting the glans, while her tongue licked the urethral opening, teasing my penis until it throbbed and almost ejaculated. Then she slowly stroked my penis with her warm palm, her tongue moving to lick my scrotum. After a while, she took one testicle into her mouth. My abdominal muscles contracted with her swallowing. She alternately swallowed both testicles, finally taking them both into her mouth at the same time and pressing them down with her tongue. A huge wave of pleasure mixed with slight pain washed over me, and I couldn't help but make a sound.
She glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, her eyes clearly saying, "How's it going? Can't take it anymore!" She then took the glans into her mouth and began to swallow and spit it out, one hand forcefully stroking the shaft, the other gently rubbing my scrotum. Her swallowing and spitting became faster and faster, her short hair fluttering in the air with the movement of her head. The pleasure grew stronger, and I reminded her, "Oh! I can't take it anymore! I'm going to come!" But she didn't try to pull away; instead, she increased the frequency of her movements.
Finally, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated into her mouth, stream after stream of semen shooting into her mouth. She hurriedly swallowed, but perhaps because there was too much and too fast, some still leaked out from the corners of her mouth. When I was completely finished, she licked up the leaked semen and sucked on my gradually softening penis with loud "tsk tsk tsk," as if trying to completely drain me, while I, exhausted from the extreme excitement, drifted off to sleep. A cool breeze blowing in from the half-open window woke me up. This was truly a wonderful place to escape the summer heat. No matter how hot it was during the day, a cool mountain breeze would always blow in from the western ridge in the latter half of the night, carrying the fragrance of forest grass and trees, washing away the heat.
She was curled up in my arms, her head resting on my arm, sleeping soundly. Bright moonlight streamed into the room, and by its light, one could clearly see her nostrils flaring with her breath, her graceful waist and high hips rising and falling with them, and her large breasts undulating slightly, as if shimmering under the moonlight.
Looking at the soundly sleeping Jingjing, I couldn't help but think of Huahua from beyond the Great Wall. Huahua looked remarkably like her mother; their features, height, and build were identical, as if they were carved from the same mold. Only Huahua's skin was slightly darker than Uncle Bai's. If they stood together, they could easily be mistaken for sisters. In this bright moonlight, was Huahua fast asleep or thinking of me? Yet here I was, embracing her beautiful mother! Huahua, I hope you can forgive me, and forgive your mother.
Your mother is so beautiful! Not only beautiful, but also warm and gentle. Even though our relationship has deteriorated to this point, she still cares for you, willingly maintaining this ambiguous relationship for your future. She has truly suffered enough; you probably can't understand the desolation of living alone in a remote place. I gave her immense pleasure, and she gave me indescribable happiness, after all, she was the first woman in my life! Seeing her frenzied state on the bed and the extremely ecstatic expression after her satisfaction was truly irresistible. "If you won't forgive me..."
I thought to myself as I gently stroked Jingjing. I didn't know when she had woken up. Seeing me lost in thought, she asked, "Bingbing, what are you thinking about so late?"
I kissed her. "Nothing, I was thinking about Huahua."
"Thinking about Huahua? What's wrong? Have I already annoyed you?"
"No! I was thinking about what would happen if Huahua found out about us."
"Oh, we absolutely can't let her know about us!" "
Of course, of course, I mean, what if?"
"What if? What if... what if she finds out... what will you do!"
"I can only ask her to forgive me."
"What if she doesn't forgive you? What will you do then?"
Looking at Jingjing's worried and somewhat frightened expression, a feeling of tenderness welled up within me, and suddenly a thought flashed through my mind.
"If Huahua won't forgive me, I'll marry you and become her father! You have to promise me, my dear Xiaojing."
She paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, "Bingbing, you're crazy! I can't promise you that. I'm 19 years older than you. By the time you're 30, I'll be a 50-year-old woman. At that time... oh, I don't even want to think about it! Let's just leave it at that, unless you find another girl to keep you in check!" With that, she flipped over and straddled me, grabbing my erect penis and shoving it into her drooling, hungry mouth.
When it first went in, Jingjing winced in pain, clearly having touched a sore spot.
"Jing, don't do that, it'll hurt."
"It's okay, I'll bear it for a bit." She seemed completely reckless.
Strangely enough, as Jingjing bounced on top of me, she initially gritted her teeth and endured it, her movements small and frequently stopping abruptly. Later, as the waves gushed out, the movements gradually quickened and the amplitude increased. I grabbed her bouncing breasts and rubbed them. Finally, she even started to "sing" again, the rhythmic "smacking" of flesh against flesh sounding quite pleasant.
"Oh...oh...so good...ah...oh ya...ah...ah ah...oh...oh...oh ya...this...so...comfortable...ya...oh ya...oh...oh...oh ya...comfortable...ah...ah ah...oh...oh...so hard...oh ya...so hot...oh...fuck...fuck...into...heart...heart...ah...ya...oh...dear...husband...so comfortable...sister...ah ya...ah ya...comfortable...ah...ah ah...oh...ah...ya...comfortable...oh...bingbing...ah...ah ah...oh...oh...oh ya...ah...ah...ah ah...I...can't...can't...take it...ah ya...my...whole...body...soft...ya..." "Oh...no...sister...sister...I...can't...can't..."
She collapsed onto me, sweating profusely, panting, "Bing...bingbing...fuck...fuck me...get up...get up...fuck me hard...fuck me hard...fuck me...all the way."
I gladly complied, flipping her over and lifting one of her legs. My penis slid smoothly into her wet hole through the mud. I knelt on her other leg and began to slowly thrust in and out, kissing that leg, from the knee to the instep, then back from the ankle to the back of the knee. After repeating this several times, I held her delicate and beautiful feet and kissed them.
"Ah...ah...bingbing...no...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...you...you...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...I can't take it anymore..." As I kissed the soles of her feet, her quiet vaginal cavity contracted sharply, and hot vaginal fluid sprayed onto my glans. She had an orgasm.
As her sucking gradually stopped, I rolled her over so she was lying face down on the bed, dragging her limp body to the edge, her left leg dangling off the bed while her right leg was curled up beside it. I touched her genitals; they were indeed wet and slippery. After rubbing them a few times with my palm, her buttocks began to twitch. I slowly inserted my erect penis into her quiet body; she trembled slightly but then stopped reacting.
I adjusted the angle and began to thrust faster. With each rapid entry into her throat, she let out a low, muffled sound. Every time the head of my penis hit her clitoris, she trembled slightly and gently shook her short, dark hair. I leaned down and kissed her neck and earlobes, my hands kneading her nipples while thrusting forcefully and wide. When I pulled out, I withdrew completely; when I thrust in, I inserted my entire penis, pressing against her clitoris. The loud "slap, slap" sounds, accompanied by her quiet, low moans, excited me even more.
As my movements quickened, her reactions intensified. I felt incredibly satisfied as my penis plunged fully into her body after completely leaving hers, and I began to roughly rub her body while relentlessly thrusting into her.
Suddenly, I felt the head of my penis enter a narrow opening, feeling a sharp pain from the tightness. Jingjing suddenly let out a piercing scream, her body trembling and twisting violently as I pressed her down. I quickly stopped.
"You! How could you fuck me... how could you put it there! It hurts so much!"
I looked closely and realized my penis had gone in the wrong way; half of it was already inside Jingjing's anus.
I froze. What if something bad happened? I tried to pull it out.
"Ouch! Don't move!" Jingjing cried out again. I abandoned the idea of pulling it out and lay on top of her, only then noticing that she was covered in sweat, probably from the pain.
"Jingjing, I don't know what happened. I didn't mean to. Does it hurt? Are you okay?"
"No way! How could you... stick it in my... my asshole? It hurts so much! Is that a place you can just stick it in anywhere? Are you trying to kill me? It hurts so much!"
"I'm sorry, Jingjing, I really didn't mean to. I don't know why it went there. I'm so sorry." I apologized profusely.
"You really didn't mean to?" She turned her face halfway and asked, with a sly look.
"I really didn't mean to, really, I swear to Chairman Mao!"
She chuckled. "Chairman Mao doesn't care about this kind of thing. You're planning to just stay there."
I was thinking about what to do when I suddenly felt Jingjing's anus moving back and forth, which felt very good. My penis, which had started to soften, became hard again.
"Bingbing, slowly pull it out, don't rush, listen to me, don't do anything rash."
I obeyed and slowly withdrew, very carefully, millimeter by millimeter. When it was almost completely out, Jingjing gave the order again.
"Now slowly insert it back in, slowly."
I was stunned. What was going on? Without thinking, I obeyed, and my penis slid into Jingjing's rectum millimeter by millimeter.
"Stop! Slowly pull it out."
"Now slowly insert it."
"..."
After about a dozen back and forth, it felt much smoother going in and out, but there was a greasy feeling. I mechanically moved back and forth.
"Oh...oh...oh...oh ya...ya...ah...ah...ah ah...ah ya ya...fuck...oh...fuck ass...oh...how...so comfortable...oh...oh...comfortable...ah...ah...ah ya...ya...harder...harder...ya...ah...ah...oh ya..."
I don't know when Jingjing had started moaning excitedly. I also felt that this place was different from the previous one. This place was very tight, tightly wrapping around my penis. Going in and out was not as comfortable as before, but the increased friction was even more exciting. However, no matter how deep you went in, you could not reach the flower core. This was a bit of a shortcoming, but Jingjing's coordination of opening and closing was just right. Her strength was much greater than that of the vaginal cavity, which made my blood boil.
After a hundred or so rounds of vigorous assault, Jingjing was extremely excited. My scrotum was covered in her warm, lustful fluids, and my penis was struggling to move in and out due to her throbbing.
I turned Jingjing's limp body over, lifted her legs, and found that her anus was still wide open, so my penis easily slid in again.
Now I didn't need to worry about where I was going; I just kept thrusting hard, still with wide, sweeping movements, knowing from the sensation that sometimes I was penetrating her vagina and sometimes her back door. Jingjing woke up from my brute force attack, and seeing my random thrusting, she also became excited.
"Ah...good...Bingbing...harder...fuck me harder...fuck me...oh...ya...before...Old...Bai also wanted...ya...to enter my...my ass...but...ah...ah...I was scared...oh...I didn't...I didn't let him...oh ya ya...today...oh...it's cheap...ya...oh...you...oh ya ya...I really...I really didn't know...ya...fuck...fuck my ass...hole...oh oh...so...ah...comfortable...Bing...Bingbing...you...you..." "Really... Oh... Oh... Oh ya ya... Play... Play... Woman... Woman's... Oh... Ancestor oh ya... Oh... So... So comfortable... Oh... I... Don't... I don't know... Ah... You fuck... Oh... There... Oh ya... Ah ya... Fuck to death... Oh... I... Ah..."
As Jingjing was about to reach her climax, I gradually mastered some tricks and could accurately insert into any of her holes. When she gushed out thin waves of fluid again, I shot my hot, thick semen deep into Jingjing's large intestine.
Exhausted, I straightened Jingjing's body, then climbed onto the bed and hugged her sweetly as we fell asleep. Before I drifted off to sleep, I glanced at the already pale window.
In my hazy state, I seemed to hear a low sob, and then felt Jingjing trembling gently in my arms. I tried to open my eyes and saw her burying her head in my chest, her shoulders trembling slightly.
"What's wrong? Good Jingjing, tell me what's wrong?"
She didn't answer, but just hugged me tighter. I tried to lift her face, but she buried herself even more tightly in my chest, shaking her head and rubbing against my chest. I felt the coolness of her tears on my skin.
"Why? Tell me."
I lifted her face by her chin, wiping away her tears, but her eyes were still red, and her nostrils were flaring.
"Why are you crying? Is it because I hurt you... I'm sorry, I really..."
"No! It's not like that. I'll do anything for you, it's because you... you... you're leaving today." She was about to cry again, looking aggrieved.
I hugged her tightly, touched, and said, "Xiao Jingjing, really, if I wasn't leaving, that would be fine. Why are you crying? Shame on you!"
She quickly stopped me, saying, "No, you can't. You have to go back today. If your mother gets suspicious, it'll be troublesome."
My heart skipped a beat. It was true, if she found out, it would be terrible, there would be big trouble. I felt uneasy.
Seeing my reaction, she patted my butt and said, "Don't be afraid, I don't think it's anything, she wouldn't have thought of this. Let alone her, when I saw you, I didn't expect to be with you... to let you..." She stopped talking, her face flushed, her eyes closed, lost in thought.
I rolled over and pressed myself against her, cupping her unusually beautiful face in my hands, and asked, "Xiaojing, look at me, what did you make me do? Tell me!"
She fluttered her long eyelashes, looked at me for a moment, and then closed them again.
I rubbed my penis against the tender flesh between her legs, kneading her large breasts with my chest, and said, "Still not talking? If you don't talk, see how I deal with you!"
She remained silent, her eyes closed, but her face grew even more beautiful, her body twisting with my movements, her breathing gradually quickening. Finally, she raised her hands to hug my neck, twisting her pelvis, trying to swallow my hot penis.
I couldn't let her succeed so easily. I intentionally prevented my penis from sliding into her thirsty 'mouth,' instead increasing the frequency of the friction.
"Give it to me! Give it to me! Bingbing, stop teasing me, come in already!"
"I won't come in unless you tell me!"
"You're so mean, I never expected you to fuck me like this, leaving me completely dizzy and disoriented. Come in already!"
"Answer the question first, you said come in, where do you mean?"
"You! You're killing me! It's... it's inside my pussy! Hurry! Fuck me already!" She was almost crying by the end.
I adjusted my position slightly, and my penis suddenly slammed into her already wet vagina, all the way to the bottom.
Jingjing let out a "whoop," her face turned deathly pale, and her body stiffened from the intense pain.
Upon closer inspection, I found that the opening was slightly swollen, and the clitoris was also somewhat swollen and protruding. The wound I found yesterday had enlarged, and the entire vulva was red and swollen, closing the opening. The anus also seemed somewhat swollen, with red faintly visible in the brown folds.
"I'm so sorry! What should I do? What should I do?"
"Forget it, it's not your fault, Bingbing. I was just too greedy. Who told me to be so horny? You should go back now, or I'll make you fuck me until I'm crippled. I'm really scared of you, you fucking god!" She said, giving me a hard kiss.
Jingjing insisted on taking me back to the city and treated me to a sumptuous lunch at a Moscow restaurant.
Having just experienced the pleasure of sexual intercourse, my mind was filled with Jingjing's warm and fragrant body and her alluring expression on the bed. I was really a little absent-minded. Unfortunately, many classmates were also going home to visit their families, so we inevitably had to get together. I didn't have a chance to go to Jingjing's house until five days later.
It seemed that she was also waiting for me, because just as I raised my hand to knock on the door, it suddenly opened. Jingjing pulled me inside, and I slammed the door shut with my heel while we were passionately kissing. I don't know how we took off our clothes, but when we got to the bed, we were both completely naked!
Jingjing whispered in my ear, "Bingbing, you have to wear a condom today. I'm afraid you'll get pregnant."
I was stunned. A condom? What condom? Oh, a birth control condom, right? Jingjing took a small paper packet from the bedside table drawer, tore it open, and took out a rubber sheath covered in talcum powder. Jingjing placed it on my glans and flipped it down. I felt my penis being gradually tightened, which was very uncomfortable.
"Jingjing, this doesn't feel good!"
"This is already an extra-large size! Look at yours... isn't it too big!"
I noticed that my penis seemed to have grown a bit more these past few days. When it was erect, it wasn't as smooth and round as before, but rather looked like it had bulging veins. Now it was bound by a thin rubber sheath, especially the end of the sheath, which was a centimeter or two short of going all the way to the base, making it very uncomfortable.
While I was still feeling frustrated by the discomfort, Jingjing had already climbed on top of me, her drool-drenched little mouth swallowing my erect penis whole. In an instant, all discomfort vanished, and we were both swept up in the waves of sex… The intense suction of Jingjing's vaginal cavity during her orgasm made me ejaculate uncontrollably, wave after wave. Suddenly, I felt the glans lose its restraint—oh no! The condom had broken!
What followed was embarrassing; Jingjing frantically washed herself for a long time before finally stopping, and we had no desire to do it a second time.
This was the only time Jingjing and I used this nasty thing. Before returning to the corps, we spent another whole day together, making love non-stop, day and night. To avoid pregnancy, all six ejaculations went into Jingjing's tight anus.
In 1972, Jingjing was assigned a job. Huahua and I went home to visit her, but she was away on business and we couldn't meet. My relationship with Huahua was limited to holding each other tightly and kissing passionately.
In 1973, when I visited home, my parents took the whole family to Beidaihe for a summer retreat, so I stayed with Jingjing. She had already undergone sterilization, and we made love every night like a real couple. However, she had to work during the day and couldn't enjoy ourselves all night, but without the worry of pregnancy, our lovemaking was more unrestrained, passionate, and intense.
In 1974, Jingjing was transferred to the Organization Department of the Central Committee as a director, and her family moved to the city. When Huahua and I visited home, we found her work even busier; she often came home very late at night and frequently traveled to various places for meetings, so we had less time together. That year, I "developed" Huahua's anus, finally no longer having to endure that unbearable torment. A year later, after marrying Huahua, I discovered that for some reason, her anus craved my penis even more; I wondered if it was because of this premature development.
In April 1975, Huahua and I were transferred back to Beijing and assigned to work in the Ministry of Foreign Trade. We got married in October and settled down at Jingjing's house, which was very close to the Ministry of Foreign Trade. On our wedding day, probably because of the busy days, Xiaohua and I fell asleep with tears in our eyes and a sense of satisfaction after our first real sexual encounter. I ran to Jingjing's room, where she was waiting for me expectantly. We made love passionately; Jingjing was especially excited that day, and I brought her to orgasm four times, ejaculating twice, filling both of her orifices.
After Jingjing fell asleep, I returned to my own room and cuddled Xiaohua, falling asleep contentedly. Before drifting off, I was still trying to distinguish and compare the differences between the mother and daughter in terms of temperament and physical appearance…
Xiaohua was a spoiled girl, with a fiery and decisive personality; Jingjing, on the other hand, was elegant and graceful. Although I loved Xiaohua dearly, her sometimes inexplicable temper often embarrassed me, and it was thanks to Jingjing's comfort that we never had a direct conflict. Although Huahua wasn't exactly a beauty, her youthful and robust physique was enough to arouse any man's passion; Jingjing, on the other hand, was a quintessential lady of high
society, her dignified demeanor contrasting sharply with her almost frenzied passion in bed, which captivated me. After we got married, Jingjing asked us not to have children for the time being, until our careers were more established. In 1977, the college entrance examination was reinstated, and Huahua and I studied intensively for three months. I was admitted to the Department of Automatic Control at Beihang University, while Huahua was accepted into the Department of Literature at Beijing Normal University. Huahua wasn't particularly bright, but she was incredibly hardworking, spending almost all of her three and a half years in the classroom or library. It was tough on me, though, as we only had sex a dozen or so times during university.
Fortunately, I would go home once or twice a week to take care of Jingjing. This was partly due to Jingjing's filial piety, and partly because it was a job I desperately wanted. At first, Jingjing was hesitant and reserved, worried that it would interfere with my studies, but later, seeing that I was confident I could finish university at home, she happily went along with it, enjoying my filial piety.
Once, she went to Guangdong for a 20-day conference. Upon her return, she urgently called me from school to her home. From Thursday afternoon to Sunday night, we were practically naked, indulging in endless sex. That was in early 1979; I was 27, and she was 46.
Later, when this was mentioned, Jingjing said she didn't know what was wrong with her; at that moment, all she wanted was for my penis to be inside her vagina, and she couldn't care about anything else. That Monday morning, after filling all of Jingjing's orifices, I returned to school exhausted, while she took three days off to stay home and rest—a fact she only told me two years later.
Strangely enough, from then on, Jingjing's sex drive decreased significantly, from at least once a week to two or three times a month, once or twice a quarter, and finally only once occasionally. The last time I had sex with Jingjing was 11 years ago; I was 39, and she was 58. The old lady is 69 years old this year, and her movements are already a bit slow, but when the family sits together, she sometimes suddenly smiles at me, and her smile is still so affectionate and charming.

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