[Mature Mothers and Sexually Involved Children] Volume 1

Author: Jin Yin Yao Tong
Published: 2018/2/24 Published on: sis/Club
First Release: Yes
Word Count: 6515
Reply to Reader: Feng Yupeng's sex scene... will be in the next chapter. I checked the first part, it has 20 chapters and
less than 100,000 words. Calling it a "part" is a bit of an exaggeration, so changing it to the first "volume" from today would be more appropriate. The
two-chapter-a-week update schedule will continue until the first volume is finished. The second volume mainly focuses on Feng Yupeng, Pei Wenxuan, Han Yang, and
Wu Ruojuan. There will be a break after the first volume is finished.
By the way, at the end of "The Prosperous Age," I mentioned Dimen Island, saying it exists in reality. Quite a few
netizens actually asked me where Dimen Island is... Actually, that's a word game. Dimen Island is
a transliteration of "demons island," a nod to the early Chinese erotic literature nickname "Devil Island." The so-called reality
is just that every man harbors a hellish island in his heart where he can build a harem...
13
"What's wrong? Why are you looking so gloomy so early in the morning? Don't you have to go to work today?" Pei Wenxuan asked. Having been
called to this coffee shop by Wu Ruojuan so early in the morning, and seeing her worried expression, Pei Wenxuan felt a little uneasy.
Could it be that Feng Yupeng had done something last night that she had discovered?
"Sigh..." Wu Ruojuan glanced at her best friend, hesitating slightly, "I can go to work later, but
Wenxuan, there's something... I need to discuss it with you as soon as possible!" Seeing that no one was around, and trusting her, she
told Pei Wenxuan about seeing Feng Yupeng masturbating in front of the computer while holding her underwear last night. However,
she didn't dare tell Pei Wenxuan that Feng Yupeng had also fantasized about using her underwear.
"What are we going to do?" Wu Ruojuan's face flushed slightly, and she looked a little anxious. "Do you think Yu
Peng... is this a medical condition?"
"It's probably an Oedipus complex," Pei Wenxuan, being a homeroom teacher who had dealt with students for many years,
listened quietly and summarized for Wu Ruojuan. However, while she appeared calm on the surface, a
feeling she herself didn't understand was churning inside her: "Yu Peng, so you're not only fantasizing about me... but also about your mother..."
"You've heard of the Oedipus complex, haven't you?" Pei Wenxuan composed herself and asked.
"Oedipus?" Wu Ruojuan thought for a moment. "That seems to be Freud's theory?"
"That's right, it's a hypothesis proposed by Freud, although it's quite controversial," Pei Wenxuan explained. "
Simply put, this hypothesis holds that a boy's early sexual object is his mother. He always wants to occupy the father's position
and compete with his father for the mother's love. This is what's known as the Oedipus complex."
"Of course, your situation is a bit different. When you divorced Feng Sen, Yupeng was only four or five years old, right?
He's just a child. It's probably from that time that the father figure became
an object of hatred in his subconscious. Freud believed that this Oedipus complex is an important
factor in the development of an individual's personality. According to his theory, in the early stages of human development, the father has exclusive sexual rights over his sisters and daughters
, and the son rebels against this, killing and eating his father..."
"That's too outrageous," Wu Ruojuan said.
Pei Wenxuan smiled. "So this is just a controversial hypothesis, and there's no evidence to support
it. However..."
She paused. "I think you still need to take Yupeng's matter seriously. He's at a
crucial age where his outlook on life and the world are forming. If he goes astray..."
"Sigh..." Wu Ruojuan sighed. "That's why I came to you for help! You know my
personality, I'm rather careless. To be honest, when it comes to understanding Yupeng, I, as his mother, probably don't know
as much as you, as his teacher!"
"That's right!" Pei Wenxuan only dared to keep this to herself. She paused and said, "Juan,
if you ask me, you still need to find someone quickly!"
"What does that have to do with me finding someone?" Wu Ruojuan's eyes widened.
"I just think that if you find someone to marry, Yupeng can give up on his fantasies and stop overthinking
. Then, once he gets into university, he can meet more girls, and this whole thing will be over,
right?"
"Will that be true?" Wu Ruojuan gazed thoughtfully into the distance.
********************
"Han Shaoyi, male, 46 years old, Han ethnicity, married with one son, former general manager of Qiyuan Company, now Qiyuan
Company is bankrupt, unemployed."
"Yang Yu, female, 46 years old, Han ethnicity, wife of Han Shaoyi, with one son, deputy director of the private wealth management department of XX Bank Pinghe Branch
."
Dong Lei looked at the two documents in his hand, reading them aloud. When he saw the payment Han Shaoyi had signed,
he looked up and asked Laba, "Laba, why did that old man tell people not to pursue this debt? Did you find out?"
"Boss, who am I, Laba? A well-known know-it-all..."
"Stop talking nonsense, get to the point!" Dong Lei kicked Laba.
The loudspeaker, not daring to ramble on any longer, hurriedly said, "I found out, this woman..." He pointed to Yang Yu
's photo on the file, "She went to Mr. Dong's company a few days ago to see him! Apparently, they're old classmates! As for what happened afterward
, I don't know, but anyway, after that day, your dad told us not to pursue this
debt for the time being."
Dong Lei silently flipped through Yang Yu's materials, but when he saw that she graduated from a finance college, he frowned,
thinking, "She's an alumnus of that old man?" Then he carefully examined Yang Yu's photo; it was
a passport photo of her wearing a bank uniform. The woman looked quite old, without makeup, but with a dignified demeanor, possessing
a mature beauty.
Could it be that she and the old man have some... "Let's go! Let's go see!" Dong Lei checked the time; it was still early, only
9:30 pm, and said to the loudspeaker.
"Where...where are we going? What are we going to see?"
"To their house!" Dong Lei entered Han Shaoyi's address into his phone's map. "I have to go see
what kind of relationship this woman and that old man have!"
(To be continued)
14
Yang Yu came out of the bathroom after showering. Han Shaoyi was lying on the bed waiting for her. Seeing her come out, he rushed over and grabbed
her hand, saying, "Wife, we haven't done 'that' for months. Can we... tonight?"
Yang Yu didn't even look at Han Shaoyi, simply pushing him away. She went straight to the bed, pulled the thin blanket
over herself, and turned to lie down against the wall.
Han Shaoyi, having been turned away, could only awkwardly climb into bed and lie down beside Yang Yu. Married for many years, he
had never noticed any particular feminine scent on his wife. But now, after months without intimacy,
the heat emanating from Yang Yu's body acted like an aphrodisiac, constantly arousing him.
Turning around and seeing his wife still facing away from him, Han Shaoyi, unable to suppress his inner fire, boldly reached his hand
to Yang Yu's buttocks, groping her through her pajamas. Seeing no reaction from Yang Yu, he grew bolder, slowly
moving his hand forward until it reached between Yang Yu's legs.
Yang Yu shuddered when Han Shaoyi touched her genitals through her pants. Actually, a voluptuous woman like her
, at the prime of her forty-five or forty-six, how could she not want to have sex? It was just that her husband was so
useless, ruining their family, and she had to teach him a lesson! Another point was that
although Han Shaoyi was handsome, his penis was really nothing special, only a little over ten centimeters long,
often failing to reach Yang Yu's sensitive spots. Plus, he wasn't long-lasting; often, after a lot of effort to get him erect, he'd only thrust
a few times and be done, leaving Yang Yu feeling unsatisfied. So, Yang Yu often simply ignored
him.
But this time was different. Yang Yu's body had been truly averse to sex for almost half a year, and Han Shaoyi's touch
aroused her.
She gritted her teeth, slapped her husband's hand, and scolded, "What are you touching? You're incompetent at making money, but you're good at
playing with women!"
Han Shaoyi chuckled at his wife, "Wife, look at me..." He pointed to his dangling
penis.
"Annoying!" Yang Yu rolled her eyes at Han Shaoyi, sighed, took off her pajama bottoms and underwear and put them
aside, then lay flat on the bed and said, "Hurry up and finish!"
Han Shaoyi was overjoyed and hurriedly pounced on Yang Yu. He knew that expecting his wife to serve him at this point
was definitely out of the question. Like a vicious dog, he pounced on Yang Yu's crotch, spread her thighs to expose her hairy
vulva, and buried his head down to lick her cunt.
Just as the couple's lust was gradually rising, "Bang bang bang, bang bang bang bang!" came a series of
urgent knocks on the door.
"Who is it!" Han Shaoyi, who had finally found a chance to make love with his wife, shouted impatiently.
He wanted to ignore her, but the knocking on the door continued and became more and more urgent.
"Go out and see what's wrong," Yang Yu said. The couple hurriedly put on their pajamas
and went to the front hall. The knocking continued, and Han Shaoyi panicked a little: "Who...who is it?"
"Hey Han, I know you're in there. Open the door! Or we'll throw paint on you!" It
was the debt collectors again! Han Shaoyi glanced at Yang Yu in alarm. Hadn't Dong Pingchuan told them
not to come after him for the time being? But Yang Yu remained relatively calm. She knew that there was no way to escape now. She
took a deep breath, went to the front, and unlocked the door.
The moment the lock opened, the door was shoved open, and two blond-haired youths burst in.
Han Shaoyi quickly dodged, but the youth in front pointed at him, saying, "Han Shaoyi, right? My older
brother needs to talk to you!"
Following behind was Dong Lei. He glanced at Han Shaoyi, sneered, and then
turned his gaze to Yang Yu. She was voluptuous and mature; although her looks had faded somewhat with age
, she possessed an extraordinary air. He remembered the Japanese mature-woman AVs Feng Yupeng often showed him. This Yang
Yu looked quite similar to those mature actresses, probably Feng Yupeng's favorite type.
"B-Big Brother..." Although the two young men in front of him looked to be under twenty, they were clearly not
to be trifled with. Han Shaoyi still called out tremblingly, "It's so late, what are you doing..."
"Debts must be repaid. Han, you don't even know that?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Han Shaoyi hurriedly agreed, "I will definitely repay the money, big brother, please give me some
time, President Dong... President Dong promised..."
Han Shaoyi's words only made things worse. As soon as he mentioned President Dong, a cold glint flashed in Dong Lei's eyes. He
kicked Han Shaoyi in the stomach. Caught off guard, Han Shaoyi screamed and fell to his knees.
"How could you hit someone like that!" Seeing her husband being beaten, Yang Yu was both shocked and angry, and demanded an explanation.
Dong Lei chuckled coldly, kicked Han Shaoyi in the butt again, then turned to look at Yang Yu: "You're
Yang Yu?"
"Yes...so what?" Although Yang Yu was also afraid, she was
bolder than Han Shaoyi. Seeing Dong Lei's aggressive demeanor, she mustered her courage and answered with her chest out. As she
puffed out her chest, her two breasts immediately bulged. Yang Yu never wore a bra to bed, and now, wearing pajamas
, her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric.
"It really is you? That's good." Dong Lei pulled out the document Han Shaoyi had signed when he borrowed the money and
waved it in front of Yang Yu's eyes: "This money was borrowed in both your and her husband's names. Her husband has a share, and so do you!
Tell me, when exactly do you plan to pay it back?"
"But President Dong promised to give us some time to raise the money!"
"Some time?" Dong Lei glanced at her disdainfully and sneered again: "How long? I've
investigated everything. Your husband..." He pointed at Han Shaoyi lying on the ground: "His company went bankrupt a long time ago
. He doesn't have a penny on him now. And you? A deputy director or deputy manager of a bank? You only make
a few thousand yuan a month, right? Why should you pay it back? Huh? Are you going to steal or rob?"
"But President Dong promised..." Han Shaoyi barely managed to get up. At this moment, he still didn't know his own mortality and wanted to
bring up Dong Pingchuan. When Dong Lei heard this, he was immediately filled with rage and his blood rushed to his head. He rushed over to Han Shaoyi...
A kick landed on Han Shaoyi's back, sending him sprawling to the ground. Dong Lei cursed and stomped on him several times,
yelling, "Damn it, always bringing up that old bastard to intimidate me! You think just because he gave birth to me I'm
afraid of him? Damn it!"
Yang Yu was shocked. It turned out this thug was Dong Pingchuan's son; no wonder he dared to disregard his
orders.
"By the way!" After kicking Han Shaoyi a few times to vent his anger, Dong Lei turned to Yang Yu and asked, "
Why did that old bastard agree to give you time to raise the money? He's not running a charity! Could it be... you're his old flame?"
Dong Lei's gaze then focused on the two bulging points on Yang Yu's chest, and he asked with a malicious smile.
"Nonsense!" Yang Yu realized that Dong Lei's gaze was focused on her, and hurriedly tugged at her collar. But then
she realized that her lower body felt cold. It turned out that Han Shaoyi had touched her a few times on the bed earlier, and her long-dormant vagina had already
produced a lot of vaginal fluid. At this moment, the front of her hastily put-on pajama pants was wet, and
a dark water stain was clearly visible from the front. She quickly turned to the side to avoid letting Dong Lei see her appearance.
"Not your old flame? Then why would he help you? That old bastard is notoriously heartless." Dong Lei
chuckled sinisterly. "When you went to my old man, you weren't just trying to get him to give you a few more days, were you? Old classmate? Heh... I
think you were trying to seduce that old bastard, weren't you? Lure him into bed? And then get your debt forgiven? Did someone see
you coming out of that old bastard's office that day, your clothes were disheveled? What? That old bastard didn't take the bait?"
Yang Yu remembered the young woman who brushed past her when she left Dong Pingchuan's office that day;
when that woman came in, her clothes were indeed somewhat disheveled. But her intentions were
exposed by the young man before her, and Yang Yu couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry.
She loudly protested, "No! I... I didn't!" "It doesn't matter whether you did or not!" Dong Lei sneered again, plopped down on the sofa, pointed at Han
Shaoyi, and the loudspeaker next to him understood. He went over and pulled Han Shaoyi up, then called Yang Yu over and
made the couple stand in front of Dong Lei.
"That old geezer only likes young girls! Aunt Yang, your mature style isn't his type! He
wouldn't lose so much for you!" Dong Lei picked up a framed photo on the coffee table in front of him
and looked at it. It was a photo of Han Shaoyi's family of three. Yang Yu looked to be under thirty at the time, youthful and beautiful
. The couple held hands with a seven or eight-year-old boy, and the three of them had happy expressions on their faces. "If
you were still this age, Auntie, maybe there would be a chance, but now... hehe." Dong Lei waved
the loan documents in his hand, put them back on the coffee table along with the photo frame, then casually took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it,
and placed the lighter on the documents.
"However, some people just like your style... How about this, I ask you, do you want to
wipe this debt clean?"
"What?" Han Shaoyi and Yang Yu exclaimed simultaneously. For some time now, this debt had been
a persistent nightmare weighing on them. If it could be wiped clean... The couple looked at
the young man in front of them, their faces full of doubt.
"You can ask around, I, Dong Lei, the Little Thunder God, am a big shot in the underworld. What I say,
I never go back on my word." Dong Lei's words were laced with a shrewdness beyond his years. "Han Shaoyi
, look carefully, isn't this the contract you signed back then?"
Han Shaoyi hurriedly picked up the document. Each page had his signature and fingerprint in the lower right corner,
and a bright red fingerprint below the final signature line. It was indeed the original he had signed; there was no mistake!
"Yes! No…it's correct!" Han Shaoyi answered tremblingly.
"Alright, you two listen carefully. If you can accept my conditions, I'll burn this document right now
." Dong Lei picked up a lighter. "That way, this debt will be wiped clean, and you won't owe anyone anything anymore
."
Han Shaoyi and Yang Yu exchanged a glance, both somewhat incredulous. Of course, they wanted the debt wiped clean,
but what kind of harsh conditions would Dong Lei propose?
"Lei...Brother Lei!" Han Shaoyi called Dong Lei, who was almost thirty years younger than him, "Brother." Finally, he mustered up his courage
and asked, "You...you want us to..."
"This is the easiest thing for you, Han Shaoyi." Dong Lei stood up and patted Han Shaoyi's shoulder
. "You just need to get lost, get as far away as possible."
"Wh...what?"
"Can't you understand human language? What I mean is, you leave her right now! Divorce her!" Dong Lei pointed at
Yang Yu. "Then, get as far away as you can, and never come back to Pinghe City! As for you..." Dong Lei smiled
and looked at Yang Yu. "I have a friend who really likes your type. I want you to go and keep him company, be his woman.
Don't worry, it's not indefinite. Let's calculate the debt: two years! You spend two years with my friend, and your
debt will be settled!"
"Bullshit! You...beast!" Yang Yu cursed through gritted teeth. If it weren't for Dong Lei's imposing aura,
she would have slapped him across the face by now! This young man actually wanted to treat her like merchandise for
a transaction? Two years? What was this? Selling herself? Did he think she was a whore? The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Looking at Dong
Lei's confident and smug expression, she finally couldn't hold back her anger and stepped forward to hit him!
But to Yang Yu's utter surprise, before Dong Lei and the loudspeaker could make a move, Han Shaoyi suddenly
hugged her tightly from behind.
"H-Han Shaoyi! What are you doing?" Yang Yu struggled and roared.
"Wife! Wife! Calm down!" Han Shaoyi grabbed Yang Yu tightly. "Agree to him! That way we can
clear up all our debts!"
"You... what did you say?" Upon hearing this, Yang Yu felt as if all the strength had been
drained from her body in an instant, and she almost fainted. Was this something her husband should say? Despite how much
she had looked down on Han Shaoyi before, Yang Yu never expected him to say such a thing at this moment! Just
like that? Just like that, he'd discard her like trash? This... this was actually something a husband would say?
"Brother Lei! Brother Lei!" Han Shaoyi's face plastered with a fawning smile as he walked up to Dong Lei. "I promise
you, I'll go find a lawyer to get a divorce tomorrow, and I promise I won't go back to Pinghe!"
"Good! You're a sensible man!" Dong Lei patted Han Shaoyi's head approvingly. He was
already certain Han Shaoyi would accept this condition. Han Shaoyi was now desperate.
Every day the loan was delayed added to the interest, far exceeding their repayment ability. Since
the money was destined to be unrecoverable, he had a sudden inspiration. He remembered
the matter of helping Feng Yupeng find a mature woman. Anyway, the principal Han Shaoyi borrowed wasn't much; he could just consider it as using that principal to buy Yang Yu for two
years! He turned to look at Yang Yu: "So, Aunt Yang, what about you? What do you say?"
Yang Yu stared blankly at Han Shaoyi, who seemed afraid she wouldn't agree. "Han Shaoyi..." Her voice was filled with
despair. "I've been married to you for twenty-five years, and this is how you treat me today?"
"Wife...I...I...I can't...I can't pay back the money, they...they won't
let us go! We...we're all finished!" Under Yang Yu's gaze,
sweat poured down Han Shaoyi's forehead as he watched her approach step by step, his body retreating step by step.
Yang Yu finally cornered Han Shaoyi against the wall. Han Shaoyi lowered his head and hunched over, bracing himself for Yang Yu's barrage
of punches and kicks, but that didn't happen. When he finally looked up at Yang Yu, "Pah!" Yang
Yu spat a mouthful of phlegm onto his face, and then refused to look at him again. Turning around, Yang Yu gritted her
teeth, walked over, picked up the documents and a lighter, and said, "It's a deal! You have to keep your word!" With that, she
lit the lighter, and the documents burst into flames, quickly turning to ashes.
(To be continued)

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