The Wife's Case Files: Godmother

When I was nineteen, my family lived in a tenement building in Cheung Sha Wan. My parents ran a tea restaurant downstairs. I was an only child, and because I didn't do well in school, I dropped out after high school and became an apprentice at a garage in To Kwa Wan. The pay was low, and the working hours were short, so there weren't many career prospects. Fortunately, my mother's good friend, who was also my godmother, taught English at night school, so she encouraged me to enroll in some software courses there, hoping I could find a promising job after graduation.
My godmother's name was Linda, and she and my mother were childhood neighbors, practically family since birth. They had been friends for forty years, and she was also her bridesmaid at her wedding. This tenement building was my maternal grandfather's dowry for my mother; my maternal grandparents had passed away before I was born. My mother married my father at nineteen. She didn't receive much education, and her whole life was devoted to the tea restaurant left by my grandfather. My father wasn't very educated either, but the tea restaurant was actually quite profitable, so our family was considered middle-class.
On the contrary, my godmother was quite overweight in her youth. She was a diligent student, a university graduate from the English Department of the University of Hong Kong, and worked for a large company with a promising future. However, she later married the owner of his own company and became a pampered housewife. Unexpectedly, in recent years, her husband's business declined, eventually forcing him to move it all to the far northwest of mainland China.
After living there for several years, my godmother disliked life in mainland China and returned to Hong Kong, moving back to her parents' long-abandoned home. With nothing to do, she taught extracurricular courses at the University of Hong Kong. Actually, I rarely see my godfather either. He comes back two or three times a year, but we only bump into each other in the hallway.
My godmother and I are adjacent neighbors; we live in 5a, and she lives in 5c. She often says how lucky she is to live so close to us, so we can look after each other. She and my mother see each other almost every day and have dinner together every night.
My godmother has been back for over five years, and whenever my parents are busy, she always takes care of me, especially when they travel elsewhere. I sometimes stay with my godmother temporarily.
But as I grew older, this relationship became a bit awkward. I wasn't a child anymore, and I couldn't be as close to her as before. She was my elder, but I couldn't be her friend, so over the years, I rarely visited her, even though we lived next door, and I hadn't been to her house in a long time.
That day, my father told me that the house was going to be renovated. Because business had been good in recent years, they had made a lot of money and wanted to renovate the tenement building to be more luxurious. Construction would begin in two days, and they would go back to their ancestral home in Taishan to stay for a month, even closing the tea restaurant.
I said, "Even if it's renovation, we can stay in a hotel. Why do we have to go back to our ancestral home? The tea restaurant is closed, and we're not doing any business!" Dad said, "Ah-Wen, we've been busy for most of our lives and haven't had much time to rest. It's a good opportunity for the family to travel around the country!" I said, "I'm not going. I have to go to night school, and I still have half a year before graduation. How can I run away? Let's stay in a hotel. If the tea restaurant is closed for too long, the customers won't come back!" Mom said, "Ah-Wen! You still have something to say? Dad asked you to come back and help, but you always refused. You'd rather be a garage instructor than come back to be a pampered prince. If you were willing to help, why would we need to close down?" I knew I was in the wrong, so I stopped insisting and asked: "Then, if I don't come to the mainland with you, I'll be homeless! Why didn't you ask me first? Now we only have two days, what are we going to do?!" Mom: "How could we do this? Your dad also said you wouldn't come with us, so Mom and godmother have agreed that you'll move in with her this month!" Me: "How can that be?! We're a lone man and a lone woman, it's inconvenient!" Mom laughed and said: "Hahahaha, what lone man and a lone woman? That's your godmother, she saw you born, she took care of you from the first to the second month!! A lone man and a lone woman! Hahaha, you little devil, you're so funny, pretending to be an adult!" I pouted, not knowing how to answer, but I really disliked it, after all, my personality is extremely rebellious.
Me: "Do whatever you want, it's not the first time you haven't considered my feelings!!" I was furious, I didn't even eat dinner, got up and ran away, saying, "I'm not eating, I'm going to find my friends to drink!" They didn't stop me.
Then I went to a karaoke bar with some friends to sing and drink away my sorrows. Things had been really tough lately; I was unemployed, there were no girls at my school, and now I was going to be living with someone else – how boring! Luckily, a friend from my old garage brought a few girls in short skirts that night, which cheered me up a bit.
After a while, I realized they were very materialistic. The girl with me hinted that she liked a certain bag and would have sex with me if I gave it to her. Wasn't this the epitome of "compensated dating"?! No wonder she's so beautiful.
After I told them I had no money, they ignored me. Their only remaining chance was with my friend "Awei." He pretended to agree, but I knew he was broke. I asked him where he could find several thousand dollars in cash!
While the girls were heading to the restroom, he pulled out a small bottle of liquid, saying it was "love potion." I understood. Just as we were about to drug them, they suddenly rushed back, and I quickly stuffed it into my pocket.
To our surprise, they only came back to collect their belongings. They'd met a much wealthier client outside and left without a word. We didn't say much either, after all, they were running a business!
Having lost everything, we settled the bill early and left. I'd been teased by sexy girls all night, and I was burning with desire. They said they wanted to get a massage, but I had no money, so I had to go home and eat my fill.
On the way home, I thought about how my girlfriend and I had broken up a year ago, and how I spent every night browsing porn sites—it was so boring. But girls these days are so materialistic. Did I really have to go back to being a rich kid at a tea restaurant to find a place to settle down?!
I put my hand in my pocket and realized I had that bottle of "forgetfulness potion." I wondered if it would really work. If I had used it on those girls earlier, I'd be in a lap of luxury by now! I couldn't help but think of those beautiful legs and cleavage from earlier!!
Reaching the street corner, it was already midnight when I saw a girl in a tight-fitting black halter-neck backless mini-dress. It was the height of summer, and the night was hot, yet she wore black stockings and open-toed high heels. Her back was stunning; long black hair, a short frame of about 5'3", which made her appear 5'6" in heels. Judging from her tight skirt, she was voluptuous, with a round, large bottom, fleshy thighs, and long, slender calves. Her shoulders were narrow, her waist slender; I wondered if her breasts were large?!
I felt a surge of desire and followed her, wanting to see her face, but knowing it was foolish—that back was so beautiful, her front must be quite intimidating!
But her swaying, alluring walk, combined with my burning desire and being half-drunk, made it impossible for me to resist following her closer and closer. Luckily, she was also heading in the direction of my house. I finally caught up with her, and at that moment, I could smell the scent of her midsummer sweat mixed with perfume—a truly stimulating aroma. I inhaled deeply. She then headed into the tenement building where I lived. Just then, someone opened the door, and she went inside and climbed the narrow stairs.
I immediately followed. She was already halfway up the stairs, and of course, I looked up. Heaven was kind to me; her tight-fitting short skirt, at this angle, revealed a glimpse of her figure. Her buttocks were round and fleshy, and the dark part of her stockings peeked out from between her thighs—truly alluring. I could even see her black panties!
Because the stairs in the tenement building were short, she was wearing high heels, so she walked slowly with a hunched posture, which, in my eyes, was a provocative and graceful figure that I could slowly admire. The handrail was high, and when she turned and continued up, she couldn't see my face. I hid behind her to avoid being noticed, enjoying this free and real erotic scene the whole time.
I thought to myself, "You're dressed so short in the back, you're practically showing your underwear, I'd be doing you a disservice if I didn't look!" She kept going up, and when she got to the fourth floor, I had already admired her beauty for a while. I could clearly see that the middle of her underwear was a darker color, I didn't know if it was sweat or vaginal fluid. As I thought about it, I really couldn't resist the urge to pounce on her and rape her.
I quickened my pace, getting closer and closer. When she reached the fifth floor, I knew it would be too late if I didn't capture her soon. But she actually opened the door and went into the corridor. I thought, "Is there such a beauty on this floor?!" It's already late at night, she must be here to "deliver takeout" or "find some fun." No wonder she's dressed so provocatively, and she must be wet down there! Since she's here to relieve her itch, I can help her. So I rushed forward and gently patted her bare shoulder, saying, "Hey~ hello?" She turned around in surprise, and I was shocked. It was my godmother?! She had become so much thinner. I noticed she was also wearing a low-cut tank top, revealing a deep cleavage. She used to be a little plump, but even after losing weight, her breasts were still large, a 36C cup!
She was wearing makeup. Although there were very slight crow's feet around her eyes, her skin was very fair and smooth. She had false eyelashes and lipstick on. She couldn't possibly be forty years old! So, women shouldn't be too thin at this age. Like her, although her waist is very slender, her hips and thighs are fleshy, and her long calves and small "cockroach belly" exude a woman's sexiness!
My godmother exclaimed in surprise, "Zhiwen?! Why are you being so polite?!" But I was still admiring her figure, forgetting that I hadn't seen her for almost a year. I must have been leaving early and coming home late, so I hadn't run into her. If she hadn't come home at midnight, I wouldn't have bumped into her either!
I replied, "Ah! I haven't seen you in so long... Of course I should... be polite, Godmother!" She smiled, but her cheeks were flushed, indicating she had been drinking. She reached out and pinched my face, saying, "You still dare to say that!! Godmother lives right next door. You say you haven't visited me in so long, you don't even need to ask! Godmother has been so good to you, and you're so heartless!!" Her hand was hot, but as her arm swayed, her body scent gently wafted out, and I was completely captivated by it. I thought to myself, "You've become so slutty. If I had known sooner, I would have visited you every day!" But I said, "I've been so busy lately... I... promised Godmother that I would visit you every day from now on!" She swayed and leaned against me, shoulder to shoulder, saying, "Of course you said that, you weren't lying to me. You're coming to stay at my house in a couple of days, so of course we'll see each other every day!! You little devil!!" As she spoke, she put her arm around my shoulder and we walked together toward home. She probably forgot I'm nineteen. I'm six feet tall, and even in heels, she's only five feet six, so she has to put her arm around me to reach me. But this exposes her armpits, releasing more of her perfume and body odor, and I can't help but move closer to her, like I'm drawn to
her by a magnet. My godmother, however, enjoys my closeness and gently puts her arm around me as we walk. From this angle, I can clearly see most of her breasts under her low-cut dress—they're so white and full! At this moment, my lower body is already rapidly aroused.
But she says, "Zhiwen has really grown up. I can't easily put my arm around you anymore; it's easier for me to carry you!" Saying this, she puts her hand on my elbow. I then say:
"By the way, Godmother, why are you so late coming home tonight?!" She stopped in front of my house as she answered, saying, "I went to a bar with friends tonight, had a great time, haven't had this in ages!" Intrigued by her story, I gestured for her to walk me home, and we continued walking. I said, "Hehe~ You must be a guy, Godmother, you're dressed so beautifully!" She laughed flirtatiously, tossing her long hair with her hand, and said, "Me?! Hahaha, am I...beautiful?!" I nodded repeatedly, saying, "Of course you are!" "You've lost so much weight! Your figure is really... really... so sexy!!" Hearing this, my godmother laughed even sweeter, lightly slapping my arm and saying, "Nonsense! Hahaha... but I've been doing yoga every day for the past year, and I've lost thirty pounds!! I only weigh ninety pounds now, is that okay?" Although she said I was talking nonsense, she was still quite pleased with herself, turning around and using her hand to draw my attention to her curvaceous figure. I immediately used my backpack to cover my lower body, to prevent her from seeing my already erect penis.
After turning around a few times, she said, "But Zhiwen~~ isn't my godmother dressed too revealingly? I always feel like the men around me are staring at me lustfully!" I thought to myself, oh my god!! You should know how hot you are! Your skirt is so short in the back, revealing half of your huge breasts, your snow-white, glowing body—what man wouldn't want to look? But I said, "It's okay, it's hot outside, wearing less is normal, and besides, you're wearing stockings!" She nodded, but in my heart I thought, it's precisely those black-stockinged legs that make you even more alluring!!
My godmother took out her key, opened the door, and seeing me still standing there dumbfounded, she smiled and said, "Zhiwen isn't going home? Want to come over to my godmother's house to play?" I was thinking a million "yes"s!! I want to come to your house and have a good "fun"!!!
But I glanced at my watch; it was almost one o'clock. I said, "Oh no, it's too late. Godmother needs to rest. I'll be staying here in a couple of days; there's no rush for a get-together. I just want to make sure you get home safely before I leave." Godmother laughed, "How could I not be safe? Godmother is already back here, you silly pig!!" I replied, "You'd better close the door quickly. You're really sexy and hot, so tempting!" Godmother smiled sweetly, then wiggled her hips, gently pulling up the hem of her skirt, teasingly saying, "Really?! Am I that hot?! Hahaha, I've never heard anyone say I'm beautiful or sexy in my life!! This feels so good!!" I thought to myself, I'm the one who most wants to commit a crime. If you keep wiggling like that, I'll take you right here and now, you slut!!
But I still smiled and said, "Really, I also think Godmother is extremely beautiful, with a sweet face and a really hot figure!" Godmother saw my expression and knew she might have gone too far, so she said, "Zhiwen likes it, Godmother is very happy, but you can't be so flirtatious. How can you say Godmother has a hot figure... Silly boy, go back, I'm going to sleep!" She turned around and closed the door, and I had no choice but to go home. That night, I thought about Godmother and masturbated three times. Although I'm not a virgin anymore, this sudden sexual interest in my godmother felt strange.
But thinking about it, she's no longer that fat housewife, but a hot mature woman, and my taste isn't that heavy. If it weren't for Godfather, wouldn't that be great... But thinking about it, wasn't she with another man that night? Who knows if she had any fun! Godfather only comes back for two days a year, and the last time was a year ago. Back then, Godmother was still like a balloon. Thinking about the motives behind Godmother's big transformation, I had an evil plan in my mind!
Having made up my mind, I spent the entire next day hiding at home planning how to get my godmother. I even went to the convenience store and bought a large box of condoms. Thinking about her ripe body and how I would make good use of all those condoms, I couldn't resist going home and masturbating!
Finally, Sunday arrived. When I woke up, my parents were having breakfast, but the luggage was already at the door. As I sat down, my mother said:
"Awen, we're leaving! Aren't you worried?! You're not unhappy, are you?" I genuinely thought their arrangements were terrible, but ever since I saw my godmother's transformation that night, I practically wanted to move in with her immediately. But I forced myself to suppress my joy and said, "What do you think?! When are the construction workers coming? I'm homeless now, how can I be happy?!" My mother came over and brushed my hair, saying, "Oh, don't be like that. They don't start until tomorrow. Dad already gave them extra pay. They won't get paid until they finish in a month. We'll be here soon~" I pretended to eat breakfast with a bitter expression, saying, "You guys are happy as long as you're happy~ You don't need to worry about me!" Dad... Finally, she spoke, "We invited you to come along... but you insisted on reading that 'that' book, wasting your time. Isn't our family business good enough?! You're the young master, why do you need to work for others and suffer humiliation!" I didn't answer, so my mother took out her handbag, pulled out five thousand-yuan bills, and handed them to me, saying, "Don't worry, your godmother will take good care of you. I've already given her your food expenses, this five thousand yuan is for your spending money!" I tried my best to pretend, but I couldn't help feeling happy. They had never given me so much spending money before. It seemed they were really looking forward to this trip. After all, my mother had me early and was only forty years old, and she was still quite good-looking. My father must also want to try some time alone with his wife again!
Thinking about my mother saying that my godmother would take good care of me, my heart started to wander again. But knowing that they were about to leave, I got up to get their luggage and went downstairs to catch a taxi.
When I got home, I immediately packed my own luggage. Although my mother said the renovation wouldn't start until tomorrow, it was a holiday and my godmother didn't have to work, so of course I had to take the opportunity to spend more time with her.
At exactly 10 o'clock, I went to the door next door and rang the doorbell. After a while, there was a response: "Yes~ Coming, wait a minute!" My godmother's voice has always been very sweet and charming. Hearing this woman I had been thinking about all day speak made me very excited.
She opened the door, saw me, and was surprised. She said, "Oh?! It's Zhiwen? Why are you carrying luggage? Aren't you moving in tomorrow?" When I saw her, I was even more surprised because my godmother was wearing a youthful white sports tank top and pink super short sports shorts, covered in sweat and still panting. She wasn't wearing heavy makeup like the night before; she wasn't wearing any makeup today, and her long hair was tied up. Her snow-white skin was rosy under the sweat, and her thin face was really beautiful in the sunlight. Her round eyes and pointed little nose, combined with her youthful attire, made her look like a girl in her early twenties!
My face flushed, and I said, "Oh!! I'm sorry... Mom said the workers could start a day earlier and wanted to finish quickly... It's okay if you're not feeling well, I'll go back first. It seems they won't start decorating my room first!" I turned to leave, but she grabbed my arm and said, "Don't be silly!! What's inconvenient about living alone, godmother?! I've already prepared your room, come in quickly, it's very hot outside!" I was overjoyed and pulled her hand inside. I saw the TV was on, playing a yoga video, and there was a pink exercise mat on the floor. I said, "So godmother is doing yoga, no wonder you're all sweaty!" She led me inside for a tour. Godmother had decorated the whole house in a modern and minimalist style, with white walls and all sorts of furniture made to resemble designer brands. There was a large white leather sofa, a glass dining table, a flat-screen TV, and an open kitchen connecting to the dining room. This is a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment. She didn't take me into the master bedroom, but she said there was a bathroom inside. The guest room was also very large, with a TV and a desk. Finally, there was the guest bathroom, decorated like a hotel.
I said, "Wow! It's beautiful! It wasn't like this a year ago! When did you renovate, Godmother?" She said, "About half a year ago. I lived here by myself, so I could renovate only part of it. When they renovated the master bedroom, I moved to the guest room, which was very convenient. Your mother liked the decor, so she asked your father to do the same, right? Hehe." I thought to myself, so I can stay here now thanks to Godmother.
After she led me into the guest room, she told me how to settle in, gave me some toiletries, and said, "Zhiwen, just treat this place as your own home, okay?! Godmother is going to continue doing yoga!" After saying that, I stayed in the guest room to settle my luggage and clothes, and I heard the yoga video outside start again. After about ten minutes, I was settled in, so I quietly opened the door and peeked at Godmother in the living room through the crack in the door.
I saw my godmother sitting on her left leg, her right leg bent upwards, her hands clasped together, stretching towards the sky. This yoga pose revealed her armpits, and her tank top tightly accentuated her ample breasts. Her super-short shorts not only revealed her bare, fleshy legs but also the slight plumpness of mature fat on her slender waist. I stared blankly as she stretched; her plump thighs were white and glowing, slightly thick yet soft.
Seeing that she was completely soaked, her white tank top became semi-transparent, revealing her nipples despite the sports bra underneath. I thought, "Wow!!! Such big, round breasts!!!" I fully enjoyed the sight before me. Although it wasn't as explicit as in online porn, it was real, right in front of me—and that mature woman was my godmother!!!
Unexpectedly, while she was practicing neck exercises, she turned her head and saw me peeking through the crack in the door. She immediately stopped, stood up, and looked in my direction, saying, "Zhiwen, what are you doing?!" Caught red-handed, I had no choice but to open the door and come to her. She was panting heavily; I hadn't expected yoga to be so strenuous. I said, "No...nothing...I...I wanted to...I wanted to come out, but I didn't want to disturb you, so I just wanted to see if you were finished!" A very reasonable answer, I thought.
She picked up a towel to wipe her sweat. At that moment, she was covered in fragrant sweat, and I could clearly smell it. It wasn't smelly at all; on the contrary, it was a very strong fragrance. I kept shaking my head, trying to calm down. But
my godmother said, "Heh...heh...if you want to come out, then come out. What's there to be afraid of looking ugly? It's not like I'm naked. I'm just exercising. Come, come, sit on the sofa, and I'll demonstrate yoga for you!" That was exactly what I wanted, so I obediently sat down and watched her performance up close. Sure enough, my godmother sat down on the felt mat and started moving again. This time, she was sitting on her right leg, her toes pressed against her genitals, while her left leg was placed back, her calf pulled upwards by her right hand. This position was quite different; besides clearly seeing her entire buttocks, her body was bent backwards, making her breasts stick out. I could really see my lower body getting hard. I looked at her lower front again; because her shorts were so tight, I could clearly see the entire shape of her labia!
I felt my lower body was completely swollen, and I knew the plan could be sped up.
I said, "I'd better not look anymore, godmother... I'll go back to my room first." She immediately stopped, turned around and looked at me, saying, "How are you? Zhiwen, you look terrible... are you sick?" I pretended to be nervous and said, "I... I'm not sick... I... sigh... don't ask me~" I know women; the more you tell them not to ask, the more they want to know.
I just wouldn't say, but she kept asking several times, so I finally said, "I... I'm so bad!!" My godmother became even more nervous and curious, got up and sat next to me, placing her hand on mine: "What did you say? Don't scare your godmother!!" I immediately moved away a little, and she followed me closer to comfort me. She was so hot and wet, it felt so good against my skin! And she kept emitting a strong fragrance, but I still avoided her, and continued, "Godmother... I think... I think you're very sexy... I... I'm so bad!!" My godmother breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and laughed, "I thought you said something! You just think your godmother is sexy! What's wrong with that? Your godmother is very happy to hear you say that!" After saying that, she gently hugged me with her soaking wet body.
I pushed her away again and said, "No... I'm looking at your body... and I'm very happy... very happy!!" My godmother laughed and said, "That's good!! If you like it, keep looking!" I lowered my head and said, "Not only that... I'm really too bad... I'm thinking about bad things..." My godmother began to understand and looked at me, saying, "What bad things..." My gaze fell on the part of my crotch that was sticking up, my penis was completely swollen, and I said, "Look?!" My godmother looked at me and saw my penis, which was bulging high and large. She was startled and exclaimed, "Wow! Zhiwen, you!!" My godmother immediately jumped away. I smiled inwardly, but pretended to be sad and said, "I told you not to ask anymore, I'm really rotten, you must hate me now, right!!" I got up and was about to run away, but my godmother pulled me back, pretending to be calm, and pulled me to sit down and said:
"Zhiwen, how could your godmother dislike you... This... this is all normal... You're all grown up now, a man. When a man sees a woman... a woman's body will react... It's your godmother who's wrong, still treating you like a child. I shouldn't have dressed like this, I just didn't expect you to come today!" Godmother said, pulling my hand.
I said, "Then... you mean I'm not a bad person, right?... It's normal for me to like your godmother's figure, isn't it?" Godmother said, "Well... that's not entirely normal... Zhiwen is a handsome young man, many girls must like him, you probably like those young and beautiful girls, right?" I didn't answer.
She asked again, "Has Zhiwen never dated? That's impossible, your mother said you had girlfriends before!" I smiled wryly and said, "Oh, no, I'm not a virgin anymore, I've had girlfriends." My godmother breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Ah, I'm relieved now, I was worried I'd have to give you some sex education!! But... since you're not a virgin anymore, why do you have... that... that feeling towards me?" I knew this topic was starting to go as I planned, so I changed my attitude, gradually turning from weak to strong, and said, "Godmother... what do you mean by 'that... that feeling'? You mean, since I'm not a virgin anymore, why do I have sexual urges towards you, right?" These words... Then, my conservative godmother blushed, but she still tried to remain calm and said, "Yes...yes, that's exactly what I meant. How could I, your aunt, do that?" I replied, "Godmother, you don't know, our generation is currently very fond of mature women. A real woman like you, who still has charm, is very attractive to men my age!" My godmother couldn't help but laugh and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I be attractive at my age? But I'm still happy to hear your lies." I replied, "How could it be a lie? You feel it! I'm not lying to you!" As I spoke, I pulled her hand and placed it on my crotch, letting her hold my erect penis through my pants.
She was taken aback by this and was startled, but she still held it in her hand. After a few seconds, she let go, jumped, and said angrily, "How could you do this?!" I didn't expect her reaction to be so strong. I thought to myself, "Oh no, she's definitely going to slap me and kick me out."
I stared blankly, head bowed. She stood up, but instead of getting angry, her face was already flushed. Turning around, she said, "Zhiwen is so bad!!" This sentence could have many different meanings, but her tone wasn't angry, but confused. Although she turned away, I couldn't see her expression, but I knew she was completely flustered, yet not resisting my actions.
Thinking that my godmother hadn't seen my godfather for over a year, and at forty, in the prime of her life, spending every night alone in her empty bed, she must have accumulated a lot of desire. Seeing her strong reaction, it seemed getting her shouldn't be too difficult, and I was overjoyed.
My godmother, behind my back, packed her yoga supplies, covering herself completely with a towel, and said with feigned composure, "Well...well, I'm going to take a shower. Zhiwen's bored, you can go out now. The key to the dining table is yours!" With that, she quickly ran into her room and closed the door.
I'm a smart person, and I knew my godmother couldn't face me and wanted me to leave for a while. I also knew my plans needed to be made slowly, so I went out shopping with my friends, but I was thinking about her at home the whole time.
Around 7 pm, my friends had also invited me to dinner, but I rushed home instead. When I opened the door, I saw my godmother cooking in the open kitchen. She was wearing loose-fitting athletic pants and a long-sleeved t-shirt. Although the air conditioning was on, it was still a 34-degree Celsius summer day, so my godmother definitely didn't want to give me any bad ideas.
She was dressed warmly, which made me feel much more comfortable. She asked with concern, "Oh? Zhiwen, you're back so early this evening. Have you had dinner yet?" I sat on the sofa in the living room and replied, "Auntie, not yet, but you've already cooked. Don't bother, I'll just buy a bento box downstairs!" Auntie, with her back to me, replied, "Don't be silly, with Auntie here, why would I need a bento box? I cooked some dumplings myself. Are you interested? You can have them anytime, even though the market is closed, I can buy them at the supermarket!" I watched Auntie's retreating figure, even though she was dressed very warmly. But at this moment, my desire for her was almost out of control. Looking at her buttocks under her sweatpants, I could even imagine her hidden paradise. But I knew that a small act of impatience could ruin the whole plan, so I replied, "Well, do you have any extra dumplings? Cook some more, let's eat together, Godmother~" I deliberately spoke very obediently. Hearing my sweet words, she forgot the embarrassment of the morning and replied, "Okay~ Zhiwen is so good. Why don't you take a shower first, then you can eat when you come out!" I agreed, because this also fit my plan perfectly.
I went into the living room for a moment, then came out and said, "Godmother, do you have any conditioner I can borrow?" I deliberately mentioned something she hadn't prepared for me.
She replied, "Oh! You used to use conditioner? I bought you a 2-in-1. It's okay, you can get it from my room. I'll buy it for you after work tomorrow~" After thanking her, I opened the door and went into her bedroom. Upon entering, I was immediately enveloped in the scent of a woman—my godmother's mature fragrance, mixed with her usual jasmine perfume. Her room was impeccably tidy; a large double bed was covered with a pink sheet, neatly laid out, and her skincare products were on the bedside table. A large television sat on a glass stand in front of the bed, with a DVD player below. Near the window was a desk, piled high with her teaching documents and students' homework.
My first stop was her bedside table, which was filled with stockings and underwear. I hadn't expected to find such a treasure so easily! I immediately picked some up for a closer look and discovered thongs and garter stockings. I wondered if she kept them for herself or to put on a show for her godfather! I was so envious of him!
I tried smelling the underwear and stockings, but they only smelled of laundry detergent—clean and uninteresting. But in the bottom drawer, I found another treasure: a small vibrating egg with a larger massager attached. I was sure my godmother wasn't using it for a shoulder massage!
I sniffed the vibrating egg—finally, it was her scent! Although it was faint, it was definitely a woman's erotic smell. Looks like she hadn't used it for a while.
Actually, this isn't surprising. A mature woman living alone has strong physical needs; how can she survive the nights without these things by her side?! I searched the room but couldn't find the DVD. I knew she must have kept it safe, probably because I was staying with her. Suddenly, I remembered something and pressed the button on the DVD player to play the video. I laughed; it was indeed a Category IV adult film. The disc titled "Mature Woman Urban Hunting, Raped and Cumshot…" I knew her taste now. It seemed my lewd plan wouldn't be difficult to execute.
I was startled by the noise outside: "Zhiwen?! What happened? Can't find it? Do you want me to help you look?!" I immediately ran into her bathroom, grabbed some conditioner, and said, "Just found it!!" Turning around, I saw that the place I had come for was her laundry basket. I saw the sports vest and shorts she had worn that morning. Lifting it up, I found a light purple cotton panty. I immediately put it in my pocket and left her room.
I went back to my room to get a change of clothes and then hid in the guest bathroom, locking the door. The first thing I did was take out the panty. I saw some sweat stains and a slight light brown tinge on the inside. It was my first time touching my godmother's private parts, and I was so excited that my genitals were already hard. The panty was actually a bit worn and frayed, but I knew it had been my godmother's close companion for a long time, so I considered it a treasure.
I took off my own clothes, put the inside of the panty to my nose, and took a deep sniff. Oh! It had a very strong smell. She had sweated a lot during her exercise, and after most of the day, the smell had become even stronger—fishy, foul, yet also fragrant and sweet. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and lick her fluids, while simultaneously masturbating myself.
I thought to myself that this was my godmother's fluid, this woman who was more than twenty years older than me, my mother's sister, right there outside. Thinking about it, I quickly lost control. I immediately wrapped my penis in my underwear and rubbed it repeatedly, ejaculating hot semen onto the inside of my underwear.
My whole body relaxed, my pores stood on end, and I even deliberately used my fingers to smear the semen and the fluids inside my underwear together, feeling so satisfied, as if our fluids had mated.
The lust that had accumulated all day was released with ejaculation, and I felt so good. I then took a shower, during which I could clearly plan my next step.
I put my soiled clothes into the laundry basket, but I immediately took her underwear into my room. When I came to the living room, my godmother had already set out the food and sat down to wait for me.
We both laughed, and I said, "Godmother, let's eat!"
She smiled sweetly and said, "Good boy, Zhiwen!"
Then we began our meal. Halfway through, we chatted for a while, and then I got to the point, saying, "Oh! By the way, when is Godfather coming back?" Godmother's face fell, but she quickly smiled and said, "I don't know, he said maybe next month… but he's been saying that for over a year, hehehe!" I pretended to be innocent and said, "Actually, Xi'an isn't that far, is it? It's only a few hours by plane, isn't it? He can come back during holidays!" Seeing Godmother's bitter smile and lack of response, I wanted to rub salt into her wounds, so I added, "Godfather misses Godmother too, doesn't he?" Godmother put down her chopsticks, her smile fading, and said, "How could he miss me? He always says work is his priority!" I scratched my head and said, "Maybe I'm too young and naive, but men always have needs, if their wives…" "It's not that I'm ugly, but my godmother is so hot, gentle, and beautiful. If it were me, I'd come right back to you after work every Friday!" My godmother's eyes were slightly teary as she said, "Of course he needs something, but I know he actually has a woman over there, an employee at his factory." She picked up her chopsticks, loosened her shoulders, and ate dumplings while laughing, saying, "It's alright, I'm happy here too. Everyone has their own desires, you can't force them." Seeing this, I said, "I'm sorry, godmother, I didn't know it was like this, that I made you unhappy." She said, "Silly boy, how could you know? I'm fine, come on, eat." We didn't talk much after that. After we finished eating, I saw my godmother take a beer, so I said I needed to go back to my room to do my homework. My godmother breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed she also wanted to be alone for a while.
In my room, I occasionally peeked outside and saw that her face was flushed from drinking, but she looked very troubled. I knew the time wasn't right, so I stayed in my room and didn't go out that night.
For the next few days, my godmother went to school to prepare lessons in the mornings, and we both went to school in the evenings. We'd get home around 10 pm, chat briefly, and then go back to our rooms. I had to stick to my plan, forcing myself to be as still as possible. I knew every night that she was in the same room as me, and I didn't know how much more torment I'd endured!
The time I'd been waiting for finally arrived. My godmother didn't have classes on Fridays, so she would stay home to do housework. That day, I had a midday class, so I had to leave early. When I left, my godmother was doing yoga again. This time, she wasn't dressed so revealingly; she was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and trousers.
Before I left, she said, "Zhiwen, I'm doing laundry today. Do you have any other clothes to take out?" She said this while stretching her hamstrings. I replied that I didn't have any, but I was secretly overjoyed; finally, I'd taken that first step.
At 6:30, as it was getting dark, I returned home and found my godmother hiding in her room. I knocked on the door and said, "Godmother, I'm home! Are you alright? Didn't you cook dinner today? Do you want me to buy takeout?" She didn't answer; it seemed she had forgotten I would finish school early that day. I heard the TV coming from her room. Watching TV in her room instead of in the living room at this hour made me wonder what was going on.
After a moment, she said through the door, "Ah... I'm fine... wait a minute..." I chuckled to myself. A few more minutes passed, and my godmother came out wearing a t-shirt and pajama bottoms, tossing her hair, and said, "I just fell asleep..." I thought to myself, I didn't even ask!
I said, "Godmother, since you didn't cook, why don't we eat out? It's my treat!" She looked embarrassed and said again, "Um... I'm not feeling well today, I won't eat. You can eat by yourself." I pretended to be disappointed. She looked at me, and we stared at each other for a while. Then she said, "Zhiwen... Godmother has something to ask you!" I already knew a little bit, but I pretended to be panicked and said, "What is it? Why are you taking it so seriously?" She gestured for me to sit on the sofa, and she sat in the dining chair herself. She mustered up her courage and asked, "Did Zhiwen take anything from Godmother?" I kept shaking my head and pretending to be stupid. She asked a few more times, and I said, "What things?! I really didn't!" "Zhiwen, you're not allowed to lie. Did you take Godmother's underwear?!" she asked earnestly.
I pretended to be nervous: "You...you...what did you say? I...I didn't..." She knew I was admitting it, so she said, "You?! Why did you take my underwear, and it was dirty too...you really are..." Luckily, it was just getting dark, and the lights in the room weren't on yet, so she couldn't see my sly smile.
We were in the dark living room, neither of us saying anything. After a while, she said, "Then...give it back to me, Godmother...Godmother doesn't want you to keep thinking dirty thoughts!" So I got up, went to the bed in the room, and took out the underwear that I played with every day. When I got to the living room, Godmother had already turned on the dining room light.
She reached out and took it, examining the dried stains on the inside, which were covered with many unidentified white lumps. My godmother, a mature woman, immediately recognized it as my "thing." Her face flushed, and she angrily said, "It's still... still there... sigh!!" I sat down dejectedly. Seeing my expression, my godmother's anger subsided, and she sat on the sofa, saying, "Zhiwen... tell your godmother, why did you do this... you... you don't have a girlfriend, do you?" I knew she was finally getting to the point, so I feigned pitifulness and replied, "I... I could have one if I wanted, but... I'm not interested." Mom said, "How can you not be interested in sex?! Didn't you...didn't you take my thing...to do that?" I sat closer, our eyes met, and I said again, "I am interested in sex, but not in young girls...I like my godmother..." She shook her head, repeatedly saying, "Nonsense! Nonsense! How can you!! You...how can you do this!! Ridiculous!! Absolutely ridiculous!!" But I said seriously, "Why is liking you absurd?!" She said, "I...I'm the same age as your mother, I'm your godmother!! How can you!!" I said, "That's right, you are just my..." "Godmother, you're not my mother. Can't you have sex because you're older? Many couples have significant age gaps!" she said. "But I've watched you grow up...you're my elder, isn't that incest?!" I said, "We're not related by blood, you're just a little older than me...I really don't understand. It's just the two of us here. I know you have sexual needs too, Godmother. Don't you have lots of masturbation toys in your room, and those adult videos with stories about teenagers and mature women? You're not a saint, why are you talking to me about morality?" These words were pre-planned; she... Completely at a loss for words, I stood there, furious, yelling, "This...you!! How could you peek at my things!!! That's too much!!" I calmed down and said softly, "I'm sorry, Godmother, please don't be angry with me. I didn't mean to peek at your things; I just discovered it by accident. I can only blame you for becoming so beautiful now. I'm a young man full of vigor, and I knew you had that need too...but...I know you wouldn't even notice me, how could you possibly be interested in me? But I didn't do anything wrong; I just secretly liked you." As I said this, I lowered my head again, pretending to feel guilty. Sure enough, my godmother calmed down. Seeing that my words were, after all, a compliment, and after a moment's thought, she realized my reasoning was understandable. She said, "Zhiwen, I... I was young once too. I know your body has many needs at your age. You're a handsome young man; no girl would look down on you. If I were young, I would have liked you too. But... needs still need to be met. I'm still your godmother; this is absolutely unacceptable, you understand?" Seeing that her anger had subsided and her voice had softened, I pretended to cry and said, "You're right... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." "How could I have become a pervert?! I hate myself so much!! Now...now that I've become like this, I guess I have no choice but to move out, right?!" My godmother felt sorry for me and said, "Zhiwen, don't say that. It's all my fault for being so careless. I forgot you're an adult now. It's normal for you to have impure thoughts when we're alone together. How can you be a pervert? Anyway, don't think about it anymore, and don't say anything like that about moving out!" I nodded and said, "I know, but, godmother, can you teach me how to stop thinking about that stuff?!" I laughed inwardly, but put on a pitiful look. I thought to myself, she herself is also in her prime right now. If she could just stop thinking about it, she wouldn't have to suffer from the torment of desire.
She couldn't answer, only saying, "My godmother... I don't know how to not think about it either. I don't know what boys are thinking... Anyway, you just have to have self-control!" I said again, "I understand, I'll try. But sometimes it's really hard. When I hear my godmother taking a shower, I fantasize about your body, your mature and perfect curves, and my body reacts. Also, in the middle of the night, my body gets hot, and I think about going to your room and cuddling with you." I described it vividly, and my godmother listened with a blank stare, saying, "This... this requires self-control!" I said, "Then... how does your godmother control her thoughts?!" Her face started to turn red, and she said, "I... I can't control myself either..." I said, "Then, what should we do next?!" Not wanting to lie, she whispered, "Then...then...do it yourself...masturbation is healthy, not a bad thing. Your godmother will do it when she needs to, and Zhiwen can do it himself too." I replied, "I understand. Godmother, you watch videos, right? But I don't. Can I use you to fantasize?" The topic was getting increasingly explicit, and my godmother started blushing, unable to resist saying, "Why are you asking this! You can use whoever you like to fantasize about!" I said, "I understand. Then I'll continue to fantasize about doing it with you!" Then I stood up, gently patted her shoulder, and said, "Thank you, godmother! To be honest, I haven't been able to go to anyone else lately." I then headed towards my room, but suddenly turned back and said, "I still..." "I have a question," I said. "How often does Godmother do it herself? I want to know if there's something wrong with me!" She had just said it was normal, so I could only answer academically, "Hmm, it's not abnormal, don't worry." I asked again, "Then how often? Why are you blushing, Godmother? Isn't it something shameful?" She answered, "No, of course not. Godmother does it two or three times a week..." I nodded in agreement and said, "Was Godmother doing it when I came back just now?!" She nodded, blushing. I said again, "But I do it two or three times a day!!" She opened her mouth in surprise and said, "Two or three times a day?! This..." I said again, "Sometimes even more, like last night alone, I did it three times!" She I tried to downplay it, saying, "Hmm! It's normal for someone as young as Zhiwen to do it several times!" I enjoyed seeing my godmother's embarrassed expression, and then said, "Oh, I see. So, as you get older, you don't need to do it as much? So, you don't need it much either, right?" She said, "Well... not really. Women's needs increase with age, unlike men's." I replied, "Right, that's what people call the 'tiger's year,' I guess. I've heard people say that, and I've even said it myself, but I don't really know! We're quite a good match then. I'm young and strong, and you're in your 'tiger's year,' we both have endless sexual desire, don't you think?!" She suddenly paused for a moment, probably not understanding why the conversation had led to this conclusion. Wasn't she supposed to be stopping me from thinking dirty thoughts?! How did she end up telling me that she masturbates regularly and talking about all sorts of sex education?!
Seeing that she didn't speak, I said, "Then, Godmother, after we've talked for a while, can I go back to my room and masturbate first?!" After hearing what I said, I didn't know whether to be angry or amused, and I also thought it was absurd, so I laughed and said, "It's normal, but you don't need to keep saying it... really..." Seeing that she finally laughed, I pretended to be stupid, hopped and made faces as I went into the room, and before closing the door, I laughed and said, "Godmother... wouldn't it be too much if I wanted to take back your underwear..." She knew I was joking, and pretended to be angry as she picked up a cushion from the sofa and threw it at me, saying, "Of course not, don't even think about it!!!" I immediately closed the door and dodged.
I returned to my room, smugly thinking that the plan was going smoothly. I hadn't even started doing anything myself, but a few minutes later, my godmother knocked on the door. I was overjoyed, but to my surprise, she said, "Zhiwen... I don't want you to overthink things. You're a man, and I know you need something. I left some videos by the door. Take them and watch them yourself. I'm going to buy some groceries and cook dinner now. You... you can watch them slowly." At that moment, I was truly moved. Aside from lust, I found her quite adorable for the first time. Where can you find such an understanding woman? After she left, I opened the door and took a large stack of pornographic videos back to my room.
I carefully examined my godmother's collection. Sure enough, there were all sorts of videos, but most were dramas. Since mature women are currently popular in Japan, many of these videos featured mature women and young men, and some even involved incest. It seems she's quite open-minded about ethics.
Thinking it over, I deliberately waited twenty minutes before starting to watch. About half an hour later, I heard my godmother come back and close the door, so I deliberately turned up the volume: "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" The sounds of men and women crying out rose and fell, and I felt aroused.
I almost finished watching one set before opening the door and going out, thinking that my godmother would definitely be attracted by my stamina. When she turned around, her face was indeed red, but she still pretended to be serious and said, "...Are you done watching?! Well, go wash your hands, it's time to eat." I pretended to be comfortable, but in fact, I didn't masturbate at all. When I sat down, my godmother had just put the last dish on the table and then took off her apron.
She sat down, and I said, "Godmother, thank you for the video. It seems I really can stop thinking about you now, so we can both enjoy dinner." Women are always saying one thing and meaning another. I saw her smile, but her face showed disappointment. It seemed that although she didn't want me to do anything inappropriate, it was also a happy thing to have someone infatuated with her.
During the meal, we chatted casually, talking about teaching, and I talked about how I broke up with my girlfriend a year ago. But gradually, I brought the topic back to sex, saying:
"I think one of the reasons is sex! She's always so shy, always insisting on turning off all the lights, and forbidding me from doing this or that, it's so boring!" My godmother said. "It's normal for young girls to be shy about these things; Chinese women are generally quite conservative." I asked, "And you, godmother, are you the same way?" My godmother replied, "I don't know, I only have your godfather, and he's not interested in me anymore, so I don't know... But I think if I had another lover, I would be more honest, doing whatever I like, why be shy? I'm not a virgin anymore." I said, " "So, did you have a lover or not? Weren't you drinking with your boyfriend that day?" My godmother replied, "Well..." Seeing that she was still reluctant to talk about this topic, I stood up and said, "It's Friday night, come on, shall we have some beer?" To my surprise, my godmother liked it very much and said, "Okay! I've never tried drinking with Zhiwen before, but you can only have one bottle, no more!" I took a beer out of the refrigerator, opened it behind my godmother's back, and secretly took out the bottle of "Forget-Me-Not" from my pocket. After pouring a dozen drops, I gave it to my godmother. Of course, I didn't put any drugs in my own glass.
I raised my glass and said, "Okay, let's be friends for a while. I'll completely forget what you said after tonight!" My godmother laughed heartily, raised her glass, and drank with me, saying, "Alright!! Let's be friends for one night!!" After drinking more than half a glass, I said, "By the way, my girlfriend often says that I don't really like her because I always want her. Actually, having a strong sex drive doesn't mean I don't like her, right?" After drinking some more, my godmother relaxed and replied, "Of course not. You wouldn't have a sex drive if you didn't like her. Hong Kong girls don't understand. When they're young, they have many opportunities and think they're great, but when they get older, they realize that both parties need each other and both parties enjoy it!" I got up and took another bottle from the refrigerator. Seeing that my godmother didn't object and instead raised her glass for me to pour, I felt relieved.
I asked again, "Alright, we've been drinking for a while now, it's time for Godmother to tell you about that date." Her face was already flushed, and she giggled as she said, "Okay~~~ I'll tell you.
That guy is my student...hehehe, he's a night school student, and he studies air conditioning engineering during the day. He always waits for me after class and wants me to have dinner with him, but of course I refused. However, he's very patient and has been pursuing me for half a year. The other day, I received a call from your godfather, and I learned that he wouldn't be back until the end of the year, so I agreed to go on a date with him, hahahaha, isn't Godmother terrible?!" I laughed and said, "How could you? It's Godfather who's wronged you. You've already done a great job by waiting all this time!" "!" Godmother continued, "That day I even deliberately bought a sexy little dress. I was just having fun, wanting to see if I could fit into it now that I've lost weight, since I've never worn anything like that before!" I said, "That guy is really lucky!!" She said, "Not only that, I also went to Mong Kok and bought a lot of sexy lingerie and stockings. Actually, it wasn't for him, but I felt so liberated when I bought them. Wearing them made me feel like a completely different person." I asked, "So you two did it?!" Godmother was slightly drunk, and I don't know if the potion had worked, but she flirtatiously tossed the scrap paper on the table at me and said, "You little pervert, I just want to know if I did it or not!"
I'm telling you... no!! In the end, no.
We drank a lot, and he was getting handsy all the time, but I didn't resist. He got what he wanted, and then brazenly put his hand under my skirt, and I... hehehehe, I really got wet too." I swallowed hard as I listened. My godmother was so seductive and alluring when she said it.
She continued, "He pulled me into a taxi to Kowloon Tong, and I didn't object. Of course, he was even more outrageous in the car.
I saw him register very skillfully, take the key, and then he pulled me into the room. I didn't like it, so I told him to take a shower first, and then I stole from him while he was in the bathroom.
That's all!! Hahahaha, in the end, I didn't dare!"
I thought there would be more exciting content, but somehow, knowing that she hadn't done it, I felt even better and laughed, "It's not that you didn't dare, it seems that guy is a player too. I wonder what kind of strange thing he's up to! I say, Godmother is clever!" After Godmother finished speaking, she was already giggling. I got up to pack my things, and after a while, she suddenly giggled and said, "If your mother saw this, I wonder what she would do!!" After I put the dishes on the sink, I went back to her, knelt down, put one hand under her arm and the other under her thigh. She was startled and tried to pull away, but I grabbed her and lifted her up. She knew that I just wanted to pick her up, so she relaxed and nestled in my arms.
I said, "What happened here, if you don't tell, and I don't tell, we'll never know!" My godmother was already half-drunk, her face flushed, but her eyes were still watery as she looked at me. I said, "Godmother, you're drunk." She laughed and said, "I'm not drunk... but I'm very hot... very hot, don't you think?" As she spoke, she tried to take off her shirt, but I stopped her.
I carried her into her room and put her on the bed. She kept giving me seductive glances, and after letting go of me, she immediately took off her t-shirt. I lifted the sheet and covered her up, saying, "Don't you like looking at your godmother's body?!" I settled her on the bed, covered her with the sheet, and said, "Godmother is drunk. Didn't I promise you I wouldn't do anything reckless? Go to sleep early, or you'll regret it when you wake up!" At that moment, I really thought, my godmother has had such experiences. Gradually getting to know the real her, I put the whole plan on hold. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have used that potion of forgetfulness, I thought.
My godmother was still saying, "No, I'm really not drunk! Didn't you say we wouldn't tell anyone about what happened tonight?!" I gently kissed her forehead and said, "Go to sleep early, godmother." This action actually worked; she pouted and closed her eyes to sleep.
I closed the door and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, feeling conflicted. I had planned so perfectly, finally getting this ripe beauty into my hands, but now I was being soft-hearted. Oh well, I genuinely liked this godmother and didn't want to use her as a tool for sexual gratification.
After cleaning everything, I took a shower. When I returned to my room to sleep, I looked at the clock; it was only 11 pm. What a waste of Friday night.
I lay in bed and, having drunk two bottles of beer, quickly fell asleep.
In my dream, I recalled my godmother's seductive manner; I saw myself repeatedly unable to resist going into her room and raping her, but then I knew I was dreaming. I kept thinking how I had wasted such a beauty, and I should get up quickly before dawn, while the effects of the drug were still on her, and I could do whatever I wanted! Of course, I remained asleep.
Throughout my sleep, my lower body was erect, and my heart was burning with desire. I was just about to get up and masturbate when, in this half-awake state, I suddenly heard the door close in my room. I immediately sat up. The streetlights shone in, and I clearly saw that my godmother was only wearing a black silk bra and semi-transparent panties, her beautiful thighs tightly encased in black stockings, and the same open-toed high heels she had worn that day.
I was already burning with desire, and seeing this, I couldn't restrain myself any longer, but her words drove me even crazier. My godmother said:
"Zhiwen~~ Mommy can't sleep... It's so itchy... I've masturbated a few times but it's not working... Please help me!" I knew the medication was making her unable to satisfy her desire, so I immediately pulled back the sheets. My erect penis bulged out from under my pajama pants. She immediately noticed, her face showing a hungry expression, and said, "Oh~~~~~ You too!!!!" She rushed forward and pulled down my pajama pants and underwear together, exposing my penis to her. She squinted, as if bewitched, and held it in her slender hands, admiring it as if it were a treasure, saying, "Oh! A penis... such a big and thick penis!!" I pulled her onto my bed, and she knelt on the bed, looking at me with those lustful eyes, and said, "Zhiwen, can I have it?!" I had already forgotten about letting her go; at this moment, I wanted to enjoy this slut, so I teased her with my words, saying:
"No, Godmother said no! This is outrageous, it's incest!!" Godmother pleaded. "Oh, Godmother's wrong! This isn't outrageous, even if it is incest, then incest with me!! Give it to me... I'm not some virtuous lady... I'm very promiscuous... It's my fault!!" The lustful mature woman burning with desire before me was actually my dignified godmother, the elder who had cared for me since childhood, now begging me to have her!!
I nodded and said, "Well... okay then, but you can only suck me, I won't give you anything else!!" She immediately started licking my penis like a female dog in heat, like a child eating ice cream, savoring each lick. Her body was so hot, her breath gave me even stronger pleasure. Burning with lust, she opened her mouth and took my entire penis into her mouth! I hadn't masturbated all day, and being surrounded by warmth felt incredibly comforting. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, occasionally letting out moans: "Mmm!!! Oh!!! Ah!!!" *Plop* *Plop* *Plop* *Plop* *Plop* My godmother was also thoroughly enjoying giving me oral sex, swallowing her saliva like fine wine. Although the room was dark, I could clearly see her using her left hand to stroke my penis while her right hand was busy rubbing her own genitals, moaning with pleasure: "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!" We enjoyed this for several minutes. I started to get used to the pleasure and, regaining my senses, said, "Good godmother! Tell me... isn't it more enjoyable than usual when it's just the two of us in the room?" With my penis in her mouth, she couldn't speak, so she could only answer with "Mmm mmm mmm mmm."
At that moment, I pulled my penis out of her mouth, but she continued to frantically lick the head of my penis. I said, "Good godmother, do you want more?!" As I spoke, I gently tapped the face of this forty-year-old beauty with my penis.
With each tap, she seemed to enjoy it, saying, "Yes~ Godmother wants more!" I said, "If you're a good girl and listen to me, then I'll give you a good fucking!" After hearing this, she lay down next to me, using her perfect black-stockinged legs to clamp my thighs, rubbing her wet panties against me. She whispered in my ear, "I beg you to fuck me hard, godmother will do whatever you want... I'm really itchy." I knew her desire had reached its peak, so I stopped playing around, turned around, pulled her into my arms, and started a wet kiss with her.
After our lips met, she became completely limp, her whole body soft as if boneless. Godmother's lips were hot and warm, and I never expected that I would enjoy a wet kiss with her afterward. Gradually, we both gave up on playing with each other's bodies, focusing on embracing each other tightly, lost in passionate kisses.
We tossed and turned on the bed, a pair of lovers in heat, our tongues constantly swirling around each other. I gave up the teasing and spoke the truth, saying, "Ah...ah...Godmother, your saliva is so fragrant and sweet...I really like drinking it..." At that moment, I laid her on top of me. After hearing this, she spat out a lot of saliva, which flowed into my mouth. I could drink this mature woman's saliva, and my lower body actually swelled up even more. She pressed down on me and I could feel it too. She said with great satisfaction, "Zhiwen really likes Godmother's saliva? I'll give you more, okay?" After I nodded, she deliberately showed a lewd expression, and then spat out a lot of saliva into my mouth. This time, I didn't swallow it. I mixed it with my own saliva in my mouth before spitting it into Godmother's mouth.
She understood my intentions perfectly and swallowed it all, saying, "It's our love juice mixed together... Mommy loves drinking it!" At that moment, I carefully admired Mommy's beautiful, rosy cheeks. Her appearance was very different from that of a young girl; a mature woman exuded femininity in every aspect—the corners of her eyes, the tip of her nose, her red lips, and her skin. Sweat beaded on her forehead, reminding me of that day at yoga, when I could only admire her from afar and couldn't steal a touch. I said, "Since that day, I've wanted to do you every day... I never thought we'd actually be here..." Seeing my tender expression, Mommy felt a sweet warmth in her heart and said, "I... I'm yours now... Do whatever you want!" Hearing this, I turned her around and let her lie comfortably on the bed. She faced the ceiling, her rosy face revealing expectant eyes. I first pulled down her black bra, and her ample breasts sprang out. Just as I had imagined, they were large, round, and soft; I couldn't even hold them with one hand.
My godmother's areolas weren't like those of my previous girlfriends; they were larger, a deeper brown, and her nipples were big and erect, quite sexy. She knew I was admiring her breasts and said, "Zhiwen, look... they're completely erect, hard..." I gently began to enjoy her nipple, taking it into my mouth and sucking hard. It turns out that women with large breasts are quite sensitive there; when stimulated, she cried out, "Ahhhhhh! Oh! Oh! Ahh ... Unexpectedly, my godmother suddenly stood up and turned on the room light. She then leaned against the desk, clamped her legs together, and struck a sexy pose, saying, "Is this how it is? Does Zhiwen like seeing me like this?!" In the bright light, I could clearly see the mature beauty. My godmother's entire body was fair with a rosy glow; sweat made her smooth skin reflect light, and her black stockings and high heels made her alluring and seductive. I knew she was deliberately letting me see her clearly, unlike those pretentious young girls who wriggled and twisted.
I crawled on the floor and started sniffing her from her heels. She was sweaty and hadn't showered that day, exuding a strong, mature woman's scent. I kissed her toes and calves wildly, and she seemed to enjoy the ticklish sensation, her lower body wriggling beautifully. After letting me savor her beautiful legs, she raised her left leg and placed it on the chair. She then adjusted her bra, her breasts forming a perfect shape again.
She stood with her legs spread, her semi-transparent panties revealing her pubic hair and labia.
Looking up at the beautiful view, I blurted out my thoughts: "Finally, I can see my godmother's vulva!!" She gently stroked her through her silk panties, saying, "Hmm~ Not just see there... you can also..." Before she could finish, I had already climbed up and buried my head there. I pressed my nose against her panties, only to find they were already soaking wet. My face was instantly covered in her juices, but the smell was really sweet. I said, "Godmother... it smells so strong!!! So rich... so fragrant!!!" She gently pulled down her panties, revealing her pubic hair, and then used the opportunity to let her fingers touch her labia, saying, "Silly boy... Godmother hasn't showered, and after a day, it's been wet several times down there. It must smell terrible... how can it smell good?" I started licking the liquid outside her panties with my tongue, showing a satisfied expression, and said, "I just love Godmother's smell. All your smells are fragrant!!!" At this moment, my tongue was teasing her lips, and with my sweet words, Godmother let out an "Oh," and her body went limp. I pulled her back to the bed and made her spread her black-stockinged legs and sit on the bed for me to see.
After she spread her legs, displaying the allure of an "M," I sat on the desk and admired her, while constantly stroking my penis. Watching my godmother in such a lewd pose was truly a treat.
Perhaps due to the effects of the drug, my godmother couldn't restrain herself after watching herself masturbate, and started touching herself with her fingertips, moaning louder and louder, twisting her waist like a snake on the bed.
I became aroused, took off her soaked panties, smelled them first, then laid her down, hid between her legs, and began to lick.
My godmother's pubic hair was very thick, and I felt itchy. After thoroughly smelling her lewd scent, I first licked between her thighs. She was already moaning, and I kept licking around her, avoiding her labia, which almost drove her crazy.
Several times she deliberately moved her lower body toward my mouth, but I avoided it. Her muffled moans gradually turned into wild cries: "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! It's so itchy..." At the same time, my hands kept caressing her black stockings, which felt great. I finally said, "Want me to lick you? Want me to?! Just say so, good godmother!" She almost immediately cried out, "Yes! Yes! Yes!!!!" I immediately flattened my tongue, pressing the entire length between her labia, then flicked the tip 　　.
The movement was perfect, and she cried out loudly, "Ohh ... 　　Although my godmother felt good in her lower body, she immediately took my penis into her mouth without hesitation. And so, we both enjoyed each other's genitals, experiencing double pleasure. 　　The 69 position lasted only a short while before my godmother couldn't take it anymore. After I played with her genitals for a while, she ejaculated. She had never experienced this before; she was both excited and shy, her genitals trembling. Excited, I immediately stood up to penetrate her. Seeing her spray my face with her fluids, my godmother blushed with pleasure, her eyes pleading. 　　I gently rubbed my penis against her lips, which were covered in her juices. With each rub, my godmother moaned. Her hoarse cries resonated deep within me. The pent-up desire I had suppressed all day was about to explode. The beautiful flesh lying on my bed was ripe and ready, shamelessly posing. All morals and ethics vanished; all I wanted was to fuck her hard. 　　My godmother said in a magnetic voice, "Heh...heh...I can't take it anymore, come in quickly...please don't play with your godmother..." I replied, "I also want to have sex with her right now," and turned to get a condom. My godmother thought I was playing tricks again, and used her plump, black-stockinged legs to clamp around my waist, saying, "Heh...heh...good godson, I can't take it anymore, come in quickly...fuck your good godmother..." I rubbed even faster, crying out, "Ahhhhhh...call me husband...call me husband and I'll fuck you!!!" My godmother cried out wantonly, "Heh...heh...so old..." "Husband!! Please fuck your slutty wife...husband!!!" My mind went blank, and without thinking, I thrust forward, my entire naked penis plunging into my godmother's tight vagina. We both screamed loudly at the same time, not caring what the neighbors thought: "Wow!!!!!!!!! Oh oh!!! ...

She hadn't had sex in a long time, and after taking aphrodisiacs, she became impatient, eagerly moving her hips, causing my penis to thrust in and out repeatedly. I suddenly remembered and said, "Ahhhhhh... Godmother... I didn't wear a condom... Stop for a moment..." But Godmother ignored me, continuing to move her lower body, saying, "Ohhhhhhh... Who's your godmother... Good husband... Don't worry... Just fuck your slutty wife properly... Harder... Zhiwen, my good husband!!!" I couldn't hold back any longer, turning defense into offense, grabbing Godmother's thighs with my hands, and thrusting wildly with my waist, nine shallow... With a deep thrust, my godmother's eyes rolled back in pleasure, and she kept moaning, "Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!!!" I continued thrusting, and I don't remember how long it lasted, but this position was already incredibly satisfying. She clamped her thighs around me, suddenly pulled me down, and we shared a wet kiss. The pleasure in my lower body, combined with the sweetness in her mouth, made me tighten up, and I was about to reach my climax.
Her moans turned into muffled groans, her breathing became more and more rapid, our tongues intertwined, and her hips suddenly synchronized with the rhythm of my thrusts, allowing me to penetrate even deeper with each stroke, reaching her cervix!
She went completely mad: "Ahhh!! Oh!!!! Shoot it in!!! Good husband!!!! Shoot it all in!!!" I couldn't stop, but my mind kept saying, "Ah! Ah! Ah!... Good wife... Okay... I'm going to cum... But... Aren't you afraid of getting pregnant...?!" My godmother knew I was about to cum, so she rocked her hips even deeper, as if deliberately trying to squeeze out all my semen, lewdly saying, "Ahhh!! Ahhh!! Ahhh!! Fill it all into my uterus... Zhiwen, good husband... Ahhh... Let your slutty wife get pregnant for you!!! Ahhh!!! I'm yours... Do it!" "Give me a big belly!!!" The thought of my godmother being pregnant with me was both strange and pleasurable, and I couldn't hold back any longer: " 　　Ah
...
Sunlight streamed in through the window. I looked down and saw my godmother was gone, but her bra and panties were still visible on the floor beside the bed. I knew the dream was over; my godmother had finally woken up. I wondered if she would blame me for what happened last night. I guessed she didn't know I had drugged her.
Suddenly, I was enveloped in a strong warmth. Startled, I pulled back the sheets and saw my godmother giving me oral sex.
The physical pleasure couldn't compare to the joy in my heart. I looked at her, and she climbed on top of me and gave me a wet kiss. She continued to stroke my genitals with her hands, and I quickly became hard again from the friction of her soft body, now only wearing stockings. She rubbed her breasts against me, and I remembered that the effects of the love potion had long worn off. I knew she was fully sober at this moment, so I stopped kissing her and whispered in her ear,
"Godmother... are you still drunk?"
"Still calling me Godmother?! I've already given you... you're not allowed to call me Godmother... call me wife, or Linda!" I felt a sweet warmth in my heart. Was this mature beauty sober or did she want me to continue? I said, "Sexy wife... aren't you done yet?!" She teased my earlobe a few times with her tongue, which aroused me even more. She said, "Good husband... of course not... you've aroused me... you're in for a treat..." As she spoke, Godmother completely lifted the sheet, revealing her perfect, snow-white body and the striking contrast of black stockings. She took my erection in her jade-like hand, aimed it, and sat on me. Without the influence of alcohol, she was no longer flushed, but rather her full, snow-white body, warm and soft, riding me.
We started making love again, and my godmother still wouldn't let me use a condom. If I had known mature women were so wanton, I wouldn't have needed to buy that huge box of condoms.
We didn't leave the bed until noon, when everyone was hungry and went to shower. I finished first and went to find my godmother in the master bathroom. When she heard me calling, she said,
"Come in, Zhiwen!"
I opened the door and saw my godmother standing there completely naked. I turned away, and she said again, "Zhiwen, what are you afraid of being ashamed of? Godmother... you've seen my body before, oh... what do you want me to do?" I understood once again why I was so infatuated with this mature woman. Her naked, wet body in the sunlight was truly beautiful and sexy. I forgot what I was going to say, and she smiled sweetly, "Silly pig, why are you standing there like that... do you like seeing me like this... want to come in... shower together?" She gave me a seductive look, and I laughed and said:
"I'm awake. I'll go buy lunch now, and then you can eat after you wash up." My godmother agreed, but then laughed and said, "Good husband, are you trying to keep your wife at home for you to do as you please?" I looked at the woman in front of me, so alluring and completely different from my godmother yesterday. My heart was filled with sweetness, so I ignored the wetness and stuck my head into the bathroom to kiss her.
After returning from buying lunch, I saw my godmother busy in her room, so I went in to check. I saw her putting my clothes into her wardrobe. I hugged her from behind. She smelled wonderful after her shower, and I didn't want to let go. She turned around and said, "Zhiwen, I've moved all your things over...you agree, right?" I turned her around and looked at her mature, bare face, saying, "Of course I won't sleep alone in the guest room anymore. I'm going to take good care of my good...Linda!" We indeed stayed at home all day, but not just for that. In the afternoon, we sat on the white leather sofa in the living room watching TV. She sat sideways on my lap and hugged me warmly. This was the first time in my life that I felt truly satisfied.
I gently stroked her toes and asked, "Linda, why did you change your mind? Didn't you say I was just your godson? Why did you come to my room last night?" My godmother said, "I suddenly needed something last night... I don't know why, but I thought there was a man in this room who liked me. So what if this man was a child before? Isn't every man a child at some point? Besides..." I said, "Besides what? What can't you and I say about what's next?" My godmother said, "It's embarrassing... Besides, I've actually had sexual fantasies about you too..." As she spoke, she nestled in my arms like a little girl. These mature women's girlish actions are often cuter than those of real girls. I asked, "Really?! I don't believe it, you're just teasing me!" Godmother: "Really!! It's...it's that you ejaculated on my underwear...I felt hot and bothered when I found out you stole my dirty underwear, so I did it myself...But after you took it out, I saw you smearing your semen and my vaginal fluid together...and...I started having fantasies." When I heard her confession, I couldn't help but kiss her. After a while, she said again, "You know...a man and a woman living under the same roof, both of us are in the prime of our sexual desire, why not satisfy each other?!" I said, "But...aren't you afraid my mother will find out?" She suddenly became nervous: "Oh dear~ good husband...didn't you say that if you don't tell and I don't tell, no one will know?! You can only call me wife here, outside I'm still...still your godmother!" I understood then, but the sneakiness only made me more excited. That
evening, we went out for dinner and a movie, hand in hand. When we got downstairs, we ran into Mrs. Huang from the sixth floor. When she saw me with my godmother, who was wearing a yellow floral dress and high-heeled sandals, she said,
"Oh?! Zhiwen, are you going out with your godmother now?" Mrs. Huang was from the old neighborhood and was ten years older than my godmother.
My godmother said, "Yes, Sister Fen! Zhiwen's parents went back to Taishan, so I took care of him—no, he took care of me!" Mrs. Huang said, "Linda, you two are so affectionate. Zhiwen is all grown up and still holds your hand. I'm so envious." After letting go, I put my arm around my godmother's shoulder and gave her a light kiss on the cheek, saying, "Of course! I love my godmother the most!!" Mrs. Huang smiled warmly, "Linda, you're really amazing. You've lost so much weight and look so youthful. What did you eat?! You two look more like siblings than mother and son!" My godmother covered her mouth with her hand and laughed, "No, it's not! It's just this dress, but I feel younger with Zhiwen." After chatting for a while, we left. My godmother was happy and leaned on me without any hesitation. It had been a long time since we'd gone for a walk together.
After watching a romantic movie, it was already midnight when we got home. The streets were mostly deserted, so we held hands without any restraint. Once home, we couldn't resist taking off each other's clothes and running to bed.
My godmother was calling me "husband" all the time, and she had deliberately changed into a sexy evening gown with my favorite stockings. That night was my first time sleeping in her bed. Sleeping with my godmother was wonderful; besides her great figure, we were very compatible sexually. For the first few days, we made love two or three times every night. My godmother said that other men wouldn't be interested, but I said that other women would think I was too erotic.
Later, my godmother said that what she liked most was my endless desire for her, and that I was even obsessed with her private parts—something she had never experienced before, not even my godfather. Then,
during the days of classes, we were known as godmother and godson in public. I would pick her up from class every day and have dinner with her. My godmother's students envied her for having such a wonderful godson. So, while we had to pretend to be dignified in front of others, our wanton emotions would intensify at home. My godmother's moans grew louder and louder. Luckily, when we made love in the morning, the neighbors (our house) were under renovation, so the noise was masked.
Happy times fly by, and soon it was time for my parents to come home. My godmother and I had just gotten used to our sex life, and every night we were incredibly affectionate. We even tried every sexual position and different places. Sometimes we did it on the sofa in the living room, sometimes in the bathroom, sometimes in the kitchen, and sometimes we even went to the countryside for some outdoor fun.
For a month, I hadn't used a single condom from my large box, and my godmother had quite a bit of my semen inside her, but for some reason, we both hoped she would actually get pregnant. Maybe we both wanted to leave some evidence of our relationship.
The day my parents came home, the house renovation was finished, and I reluctantly moved back in. My parents even invited my godmother and us to a hotel for dinner.
During the meal, Mom said to her godmother, "Linda, thank you so much for taking care of Zhiwen." Godmother replied, "How could I... I'm so grateful to Zhiwen for spending time with me; he's the one who's taking care of me! This month has been the happiest I've had in a long time." As she spoke, she looked into my eyes.
Dad asked, "Really, Zhiwen? Did you take care of your godmother?" I happened to be sitting next to her, so I moved closer. She looked away guiltily, but I hugged her and said, "Yes, I was very happy too. I was just reluctant to leave my godmother!" Mom said, "Silly girl, what's there to be reluctant about? Your godmother is right next door; you can go over often if you like." In the days that followed, besides me frequently visiting my godmother's house, she also came to my house almost every day. Many times, when Mom and Dad weren't watching, we would secretly get close. For example, I would sneak into the bathroom with my godmother and kiss her passionately; during dinner, she would tease my calves with her stockinged feet under the table; and sometimes she would even use teaching me her homework as an excuse to sneak into my room for trysts. Although my mother didn't notice anything amiss, she told my father that Linda seemed to be getting younger and younger, her skin like it had been reborn—white, smooth, and elastic.
Little did they know that I would go to her house almost every day under various pretexts to serve my seductive wife.
As for my godfather, he came back early. He was overjoyed to find his wife had become a slender beauty, but disappointed to discover she was pregnant—of course, with me. Enraged, he initiated a divorce, but my godmother felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction, because besides getting revenge for his infidelity, she also got half of his fortune.
My seductive wife said that my godfather's business in China had been doing very well in recent years; he just didn't want my godmother to know, which ironically gave her a great gift.
This brings us to this day. A woman's intuition is sharp; ever since my mother learned of my godmother's pregnancy, she felt uneasy, and her worries only intensified after her divorce from my godfather. She plotted and calculated, figuring out exactly when my godmother must have gotten pregnant, and then they argued.
My godmother finally admitted that the daughter in her womb was mine, and I officially moved in with Linda. My father told me he was disappointed and regretted leaving me with my godmother, and my mother felt even more guilty. But I told them that I had decided to marry my godmother, and that their refusal to accept Linda as my wife was tantamount to losing a son. I believed they would forgive us someday.
Ten months later, my heavily pregnant godmother and I registered our marriage. Although no one offered their blessings, we felt like the happiest couple in the world.

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