My Beautiful Headmistress Mom - Chapter Thirty-Six

Author: biohazrd
May 9, 2017
Published: First Published: Yes
From now on, my verified pen name is [Heartache and Regret].
Chapter 36: Aftertaste (Part 1)
When Aunt Wen and I woke up, it was already nine o'clock the next morning. If we're only talking about sex, I
only ejaculated once, so I wasn't too tired. What was truly tiring was my heart. Yesterday was an extremely long
day for Aunt Wen and me. Aunt Wen, needless to say, spent so much time in the public restroom, and then I gave her a good rough time,
with my huge penis suddenly penetrating her. The pain was no less than when Wen Wanting lost her virginity.
I experienced great sorrow to great joy, and then to an indescribable emptiness. However, Aunt Wen
's situation had been troubling me for some time, and it was just too tiring for me. The mental exhaustion
had left me weak and unable to bear the burden. After telling Aunt Wen my innermost thoughts, I felt a sense of
relief wash over me; the weight that had been pressing on my chest was finally lifted. Completely relieved, I
slept soundly for the first time in a long time, especially with the gentle fragrance of the beautiful woman beside me,
which lulled me into a peaceful dream.
I slowly opened my eyes, welcoming the first rays of morning sunlight, which seemed slightly dazzling. My movement
might have disturbed the beautiful woman beside me, for she let out a soft, melodious moan.
"Hmm..."
Aunt Wen also opened her eyes, revealing bright, beautiful eyes like black pearls,
along with long, curled eyelashes. However, she quickly seemed to realize something, swiftly closing her eyes and
remaining motionless, her breathing becoming shallow and deep.
Seeing this, I secretly chuckled. I never expected that a mature woman as elegant, charming, and graceful as Aunt Wen
would act so childishly. It was completely unexpected. It seems Aunt Wen hasn't accepted
the fact that she committed incest with her son's best friend. Thinking about it, it makes sense. Although we're not related by blood,
I'm still her junior, someone who watched me grow up, and I repaid her with my penis and semen.
It's understandable that she's having trouble accepting it.
I didn't confront Aunt Wen. I simply admired her intelligent and beautiful face. A lady of high society often has
long, wavy hair, a nose that's neither too high nor too low, and two cute little nostrils that bob gently as she breathes. Her two alluring
little lips are sleeping peacefully, leaving only her pure and flawless face to shine alone, radiating maternal warmth that permeates
the heart, bringing a gentle, spring-like comfort.
After a short while, seemingly unable to hold on any longer, Wen Wanting opened her eyes with annoyance.
"How long are you going to stare at me like that?"
"If I could, I'd want to stare at you forever..."
"Sigh—" Looking at the tenderness in my eyes, even though she knew my feelings for her, Wen Wanting still
couldn't accept it. After all, after being hurt once, she had become incredibly sensitive about relationships. However, hearing this,
and recalling my tearful words last night, she couldn't help but feel a little touched.
"Xiao Feng, I'm almost twenty years older than you. There's no way we can be together. Besides, I'm Xiao Pei's mother
..." Touched as she was, she was now too fragile to accept any relationship, let alone
the man in front of her who had been her child since childhood. She didn't want to hold him back because she was already tainted...both physically and
emotionally...
Aunt Wen's words didn't agitate me. Instead, I calmly took Aunt Wen's soft little hand from under the covers
and placed it on my chest, letting her feel my heartbeat. "Aunt Wen, don't you understand my feelings
? Admittedly, there is a gap in our ages and social status, but I don't care about any of that. I just
know that as long as I can be with you, Aunt Wen, I'm willing to give up anything, even if it means Xu Pangzi hates me for the rest of his
life, even if he beats me to death."
My heart pounded, causing Aunt Wen to struggle internally. "I understand your feelings,
but I'm Xiao Pei's mother, I'm your elder, we can't..."
"We've already gone this far, can morality still exist between us?"
My question silenced Aunt Wen. Yes, she and the boy before her had done everything they shouldn't have, and all
moral principles had long since crumbled in those moments of pleasure. Besides, did she even have the right to talk about morality now
? Wasn't her cheating on her husband with other men just as immoral?
"Aunt Wen, you've suffered enough for your husband this past year. Please don't
torment yourself anymore, okay? Why can't you let go of everything and pursue your own happiness? Are you really going to
bury your whole life for a bastard?"
"Can I really still find happiness?" Aunt Wen's expression was complex, a mixture of joy, sorrow, and
perhaps both.
"As long as you're willing, I..." I took a deep breath, as if trying to muster the courage in my heart,
"Whatever you ask of me, as long as you're happy, I'm willing to do anything. I know I'm still in school and
have no income, so I can't give you the life you want, Aunt Wen, but I will try my best. Please wait for me, Aunt Wen
..."
As I spoke, I felt a pang of sadness. I had nothing now, how could I be qualified to make a promise, let alone expect
Aunt Wen to spend the best years of her life waiting for me? What right did I have? — "Stop talking, you little rascal, you make me sound like
one of those materialistic women. Do I need money?
Do I need you to support me?" Wen Wanting was both amused and exasperated.
"So, Aunt Wen, you've agreed to my request?"
"You silly goose, I never see you being this smart in other areas, but you're quick-witted in these kinds of things."
"Hehe," I chuckled foolishly, "I can't be stupid when it comes to Aunt Wen,
what if someone else snatches her away?"
Wen Wanting rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah."
"Actually, how could I not know that it's not worth wasting my life
on a jerk like him? But whenever I think about how I've given him over ten years of my life, my youth..."
His treatment of me stemmed more from my resentment. I don't know why, but I always wanted to make that bastard
regret it. I acted impulsively, which is why I developed a sex addiction—besides physical
pleasure, it's mostly due to my psychological state.
"Do you love your husband?" As soon as I asked that question, I regretted it. Damn it, I was just flirting
with someone's wife, and now I'm asking her if she loves her husband? Isn't that stupid?
Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, Aunt Wen looked up at me, her gaze as if she were looking at an
idiot. I was immediately embarrassed and ashamed.
Suppressing my laughter, Wen Wanting gave me a dirty look and continued, "Perhaps, or perhaps it's
that resentment."
Seeing Aunt Wen's distress again, I couldn't bear it and pulled her into my arms, wanting to
comfort her. But I forgot that Aunt Wen was completely naked at that moment, and being
pulled out of the covers like that, her private parts were exposed.
A touch of delicate red peeked through her fair skin, as smooth and delicate as a baby's. From her smooth, pink neck
down, two incredibly firm breasts stood proudly, their nipples subtly hardening,
one even pressing against my chest, making intimate contact with me. I even forgot that I wasn't
wearing any clothes, so Aunt Wen's snow-white skin pressed tightly against my body—a feeling that was indescribably intoxicating.
I gently kissed Aunt Wen's forehead, then nestled her affectionately against me. "I promise you
, from now on I will do my best to make you happy..."
"Mmm..."
After a moment, inhaling Aunt Wen's fragrance, as delicate as an orchid in a secluded valley, the subtle aroma lingered, igniting
a dormant flame within me. A strange heat suddenly stirred within me, and
a small bulge appeared beneath the covers, rising in the direction my body extended.
Aunt Wen, who was practically touching me, couldn't possibly not feel it, since we were both under the same blanket.
She immediately exclaimed in surprise,
"Huh?"
Aunt Wen stared at the raised area under the blanket, a strange expression on her face that sent
chills down my spine. I felt a little embarrassed and shy.
"Want it again?"
I didn't know how to answer, so I nodded and shook my head repeatedly, like a shy young wife.
"Then come on."
"Huh?"
Aunt Wen's sudden question made my eyes widen, and I froze, at a loss for words. "Aunt Wen,
you... what did you just say... I didn't hear you..."
I stammered, not knowing why I was like this; perhaps it was because I
couldn't suppress the surging emotions inside, making it impossible for me to speak.
Aunt Wen glanced at me, seeing my pathetic state. "Didn't you say you'd give me happiness
? If you can't even satisfy me physically, everything else is meaningless. Don't forget, I'm addicted to sex. Ordinary
men can't satisfy me. Are you prepared to die from exhaustion?"
Hearing this, I smiled knowingly. "I'm not afraid at all. How dare you underestimate me? Watch how I fuck you so hard you can't get out of
bed."
Before I finished speaking, I kissed Aunt Wen's alluring red lips. Her soft lips swept over me instantly, and a splash of
sweet saliva was fed into my mouth, which I savored carefully. I pushed her down
onto the bed, shamelessly kneading her large, full breasts.
Suddenly, Wen Wanting seemed to remember something and said to me, "Wait a minute, let's talk about Xiaofeng."
"Hmm? What is it?" I stopped.
"You're taking me back to your home. Aren't you afraid your parents will find out?"
The implication was that although I had agreed to be with her, I wasn't ready to face her family
.
"Oh, so that's what you mean. Don't worry, my mom went on a business trip to the provincial capital and won't be back for over a week .
As for my dad, ever since my mom went on that trip, he's been playing mahjong all night and doesn't come back until noon the next day
.
" "That's good," Wen Wanting said, now completely relieved and without any worries. "But you'd better
hurry, it'll be terrible if your dad comes back early."
Saying this, she shifted her body slightly, and to make it easier for me to make love, Aunt Wen completely pulled back the blanket,
revealing her dark genitals. The thick pubic hair stood out against Aunt Wen's fair skin, the blackness incredibly
striking, adding a naked allure.
Aunt Wen then held her trembling breasts in front of me, "Come on, have a taste of Auntie
's milk."
How could I refuse Aunt Wen's kind offer? I immediately leaned over—no, I pounced on her. Faced with those
snowflake-like, large breasts, how could I resist? Without any hesitation,
I opened my mouth and took those delicious little grapes into my mouth. A sweet fragrance wafted over, leaving a lingering aroma on my teeth and cheeks.
"Aunt Wen, your breasts are so big," I commented, kneading Aunt Wen's enormous breasts.
"Hmm... suck gently, do you want to suck Aunt Wen's soul away?" Wen Wanting endured
the tingling sensation coming from her chest. "You naughty boy, how can you suckle like that, you..."
"Uh, isn't it like that?" I said innocently. "I'm sorry, Aunt Wen."
"Be gentle, no one's going to take it from you, what's the rush?"
"Who said no one's going to take it from me? Aren't there plenty of men eyeing Aunt Wen's body?"
"You..." Seeing my guarded expression, as if I were holding a precious treasure and afraid someone would snatch it away, Wen Wanting was both annoyed
and amused, even though the treasure was hers. "Still jealous of Aunt Wen? Really, I've already agreed to be with you
, so of course I won't go looking for other men."
"From now on, Aunt Wen's body belongs to you alone, is that okay?"
"Really?"
Wen Wanting nodded slightly. "Now you can rest assured, be gentle."
"Um, I... I'm sorry, Aunt Wen, I don't have much experience, so..."
Only then did Wen Wanting realize that the young man in front of her wasn't one of the men she used to date, especially skilled at...
He's got some skills. But he's just a greenhorn, a complete novice. It seems I only recently helped him lose his virginity. If
I'm not mistaken, last night was probably his second time sleeping with a woman; it's no wonder he's inexperienced. What
Wen Wanting doesn't know is that my virginity wasn't taken by her, but by my own mother.
But even adding it all up, it's only been three times, so calling him a complete novice isn't entirely wrong.
"Why are you apologizing? I'm the one who should be apologizing. I forgot you just lost your virginity. I
'm the one who's benefiting. I'm already an old woman with a scarred past, yet I still get
the attention of a young man the age of my son. I should feel honored."
"No, Aunt Wen, you've always been my goddess. You're gentle, intelligent, and beautiful, and you're also
the chairperson of several large hospital groups. Actually, I've wanted to confess my feelings to you many times, but I always held back.
I felt I wasn't good enough for you. I was afraid I couldn't give you the happiness you wanted. If I hadn't been so angry this time,
I probably would never have had the courage to say what I felt. I..."
"Silly child," Aunt Wen reached out and stroked my head. Her warm and gentle voice was like a delicate spring rain, gently
caressing my heart. "Happiness isn't measured by money. What does it matter if I manage so many hospitals or
achieve great success? At best, I'm still just a woman. A woman, a little
happiness is enough."
"Don't you see those gold diggers? Even if they have a luxurious and wealthy life, who can
understand the emptiness in their hearts? Otherwise, why would there be so many scandalous stories about infidelity?"
"Hehe, so now, Aunt Wen, what you're doing with me, does that count as infidelity?" I smiled mischievously.
"What? Are you scared? You should know that Xiao Pei's father is a high-ranking official in the Provincial Health Department. You stole
his wife and slept with him. If he finds out one day, not only will your mother be a lowly middle school principal, but
even the mayor of this city won't be able to protect you. Do you regret sleeping with me? Aren't you scared?"
"I do regret it, but not because I slept with you, Aunt Wen. I regret not taking
action sooner and taking you. That way, I wouldn't have had to suffer so much pain, and my beautiful body wouldn't
have been defiled by so many stinky men."
Hearing my words, Wen Wanting felt a strange sweetness in her heart. Although she was already mature, and with her beauty,
she had heard all sorts of sweet words when she was young, she still couldn't help but be moved when she heard a man who loved her earnestly say
similar sweet words that she had heard countless times before.
Wen Wanting winked seductively, "Would you like to defile this beautiful body too,
my fragrant man—"
Suddenly, Aunt Wen spread her legs wide in front of me, revealing her private parts,
and ran her fingers between her labia, occasionally caressing the two alluring butterfly-shaped labia
. Watching Aunt Wen's provocative actions, my eyes bloodshot, my pupils almost bulging, the bloodshot
veins like a burning lust, wanting to consume everything before me.
I immediately pulled out my penis, ready to thrust in, but Aunt Wen stopped me.
She looked at me reproachfully, "You're just going to stick it in like that? Don't you know you need foreplay before sex?
You want to hurt me to death with something this thick?"
"What foreplay?" I was bewildered again.
Wen Wanting slapped her forehead. Really, how could she forget that this guy was a complete novice?
With a sigh of resignation, I said, "Fine, come closer."
"See Auntie here? Do you know what this is called?" Wen Wanting pointed
to her vulva.
I nodded, then shook my head.
"This is a woman's vulva, the most private and sensitive place. Like this, if you
spread the flesh slightly apart, the opening you see is Auntie Wen's vagina. Before you insert your penis,
you need to lubricate it thoroughly, that is, make Auntie's vulva wet, so it won't
hurt so much when you insert your penis, understand?"
This was the first time Wen Wanting had explained her private parts to a man. Although she was very experienced in being fucked
, she had never tried explaining her vulva like this before, especially to
her son's best friend. An indescribable shame welled up inside me, and
a blush crept onto my pretty cheeks.
"I think I get it now. No wonder when I watch AVs, before the male actor starts, he's on
top of the female actor, licking and touching her crotch. So that's foreplay."
"You little pervert, watching that kind of stuff at such a young age, but it's pretty much the idea."
"Try it—" Aunt Wen said, then withdrew her hand and opened her legs completely, indicating that
I should try it.
Hearing Aunt Wen's words, I curiously reached out and pressed my thumb against her sphincter
[if you don't know, just Google it, no explanation needed], just like Aunt Wen had done before, gently prying open the
slit covered by the small purple flesh, revealing the pink bud inside. As Aunt Wen's breathing gradually quickened,
the bud inside her vagina contracted and expanded, making me want to crawl inside and play with it. Suddenly, I noticed
something very strange: a little above her vaginal opening, there was a tiny, unidentifiable thing
that looked quite interesting.
Thinking about it, I touched it with my hand, pinching that thing that looked like a fleshy bud between my two fingers. But
it felt like I'd stepped on Aunt Wen's tail; my muscles tensed instantly. "You...you shouldn't...touch me like that...you little...little rascal...how can you touch... 　　someone's...clitoris...like that
right away ?" 　　"Ah, Aunt Wen, can't I touch it here?" I asked blankly, completely unaware of 　　what I'd done wrong. I stopped what I was doing. 　　"What are you doing? Don't stop...ah..." 　　Ugh, should I stop or not? Why are women so hard to please? I pouted in frustration 　　, silently cursing. Fine, I might as well try doing what the male actors in AVs do; that should...

There couldn't be any mistake.
Immediately, a flood of scenes and actions from AV films flashed through my mind—how the male actors pleased the female actors
' bodies—all of it filtering through my thoughts. I tried to imitate them on Aunt Wen, it seemed I should do this
… and then that…
I buried my head between Aunt Wen's legs, using my hands to try and spread her snow-white thighs
wider, so that her vulva was fully exposed before me. Inexplicably, I stuck out my tongue and
licked Aunt Wen's labia. The faint saltiness stimulated my taste buds, causing my senses to go blank.
This taste… salty, with Aunt Wen's unique fragrance, permeated my mouth. Then, it was as
if I lost my memory. Slowly, I stopped worrying about what to do next, because that pungent smell acted as my
guide. I no longer needed memories of AV films in my mind; I only needed to follow that wonderful taste
.
"That's it... right there... oh... so good..."
I have to say I'm quite talented at learning in this area. Before long, Aunt Wen
was moaning and groaning, and copious amounts of fluid flowed from her vagina, only to end up in my mouth.
To receive more of Aunt Wen's juices, I stuck my tongue into her vagina.
Suddenly, a suction force grabbed my tongue, and we swirled together. Then I tasted something protruding,
like discovering a new continent. I forcefully curled my tongue around it, trying to suck it into my mouth,
but perhaps because it wasn't long enough, I could only hold it slightly with my lips. Just as
I was getting what I thought was delicious into my mouth, Aunt Wen's body suddenly convulsed. In the
blink of an eye, before I could react—or rather, before I even tried—a large wave of fluid slapped directly
onto my face.
"Don't lick...don't lick...so fast...I can't take it anymore...ah..."
I was stunned by Aunt Wen's sudden outburst of vaginal fluid, completely bewildered, unable to recover for a long time
. The fluid streamed down my face, filling the room with a lewd smell. Although I had
seen actresses in AVs gushing fluid from their vaginas while being played with by male actors, witnessing it firsthand
made me realize how shocking and indescribable it was. Moreover, I was directly
sprayed, the salty, sticky smell permeating my body, a burning sensation in my heart.
At this moment, Wen Wanting recovered from the pleasure of her orgasm. Seeing the boy in front of her, his face covered in fluid, she immediately
recognized it as her own vaginal fluid. She quickly pulled out some tissues from the bedside table, sat up,
and wiped the fluid from my face.
While saying, "I'm sorry, Xiaofeng, Auntie doesn't know why this happened. It felt so good,
I couldn't help myself..." It
was so embarrassing! Wen Wanting just wanted to disappear into a hole. She was a "worldly"
woman, yet a sixteen-year-old boy, who had only had sex with women two or
three times, had managed to make her squirt so much fluid.
Even in AVs, few actresses could squirt that much. Actually, many AVs
use a hidden water capsule inside the actress's vagina for visual effect; the apparent jet of water is just
the water being squeezed out. Wen Wanting suddenly felt that the men she had slept with were incredibly weak. A
boy with absolutely no sexual experience could make her squirt, while those men, even several of them taking turns,
couldn't satisfy her.
Perhaps it was mainly because the boy before her was different. He was licking her vulva and caressing her breasts, even though
he wasn't penetrating her and was pinching her painfully without any tenderness, yet she felt an unprecedented
sense of fulfillment. She felt she wasn't just experiencing lust for the sake of lust; it was a profound, soul-stirring enjoyment.
Besides, he was her son's best friend, a face she had watched grow up, so familiar, and now he was kneeling
between her thighs, licking her vulva, her labia, her clitoris, her mons pubis, everything about her
… The feeling was something no man she had experienced before could give her.
Seeing my dazed, foolish expression, Wen Wanting raised a deep,
jealous smile, mature yet playful, gentle yet alluring. She tapped my forehead with her finger, "
What are you still standing there for?" and lightly touched my lips.
My heart was pounding, my chest was trembling violently.
I wouldn't be a man if I could hold back. With a low growl, I pounced on Aunt Wen, pinning
her down. I grabbed her smooth, flawless white thighs, and my already ravenous penis aimed at
the opening between her labia, thrusting it in hard.
"Ah...it hurts...Xiao Feng...Xiao Feng...go slower...be gentle...ah..."
Aunt Wen struggled in pain, grasping at a straw. She twisted my waist clockwise with her fingers.
The pain was so intense I almost cried. "Ah!?! Aunt Wen, what are you doing?"
Seeing me stop, Aunt Wen breathed a sigh of relief, then, hearing my words, glared at me fiercely
. "You little rascal, can't you slow down a bit? Are you trying to kill me with pain?"
"Why? Aunt Wen, didn't you say that as long as my pussy is wet, I can insert it?"
"Really—", Wen Wanting looked utterly defeated. "A wet pussy only provides
some lubrication, making it easier for a man's penis to penetrate, but your thing is so big and you want to go all the way in
? This isn't fucking, it's killing me!"
"Take it slow, don't rush, slowly insert it little by little, understand?"
"Okay," I tried to insert it a little as Aunt Wen instructed, and after a short while, I inserted it a little more.
"Is it like this?" I asked.
"Mmm..." Wen Wanting had already closed her eyes, feeling the sensation of this big penis being inserted.
Finally, I inserted my penis all the way to the very bottom of Aunt Wen's vagina, and it hit something very soft, like
a sponge, so soft and comfortable.
"...Ah...it's hitting the spot...okay...stop..." Aunt Wen gasped for breath as she spoke to me. "Don't
move yet, let my little pussy get used to it."
"Don't you need to insert it anymore?"
"You've already hit Auntie's cervix, where else do you want to insert it?" Aunt Wen rolled her eyes repeatedly
at me.
"But my penis is still halfway out..."
"Enough already," as time passed, Wen Wanting slowly calmed her racing heart and breathing, giving me
another eye roll. "Are you showing off how big your assets are?" I thought to myself.
I have to admit, this little guy's thing is really big—in the past year of her depravity, she had seen many
different kinds of penises, even black men's, but she had never experienced such tearing
pain, as if her vagina had been ripped open. Even when her hymen was broken by Fatty Xu's father,
it didn't hurt this much. You can imagine how big the "thing" in her little pussy is now.
As things stand, being his woman seems pretty good; at least it would be very "sexually blissful."
"Alright, you little pervert, try moving slowly, but don't go too far," Aunt Wen
instructed from the side.
Following Aunt Wen's instructions, I began to slowly sway my lower back, each movement careful, afraid of hurting
her. A rather thin boy grabbed the leg of a voluptuous woman, repeatedly thrusting his body against her
large, white buttocks, twisting and turning between her legs—it was quite comical. Although I'm fairly tall,
I'm far from being imposing; from a distance, I look like a little kid with his bare bottom snuggling in his mother's arms
—it's undeniably funny.
However, as my movements gradually quickened, Aunt Wen's moans became more rapid. "Faster
, harder... ah... like that... harder... fuck me harder... Aunt..."
Even without her guidance, I didn't need her instruction anymore; I
acted instinctively, completely on my own. I thrust deep into Aunt Wen's vagina, desperately aiming for the peak of desire
.
"Oh... Aunt Wen... your pussy is so... so tight... it feels so good..."
"Oh oh oh... it's not that Aunt's is tight... it's that yours is too big... oh ah... slower... harder...
right there... harder... it feels so good... your cock... fucks my... my pussy... so good
... oh oh oh..."
Aunt Wen's beautiful legs had been tightly wrapped around the soft flesh of my waist, clamping
me down and refusing to let go even a little. At this moment, I had completely lost my reason. I was just a young
man full of vigor, and faced with Aunt Wen, such a mature and beautiful woman, with such a voluptuous and alluring body, my reason had long since
been worn away bit by bit by Aunt Wen
's beautiful vagina enveloping my penis. I was only focused on enjoying the pleasure that Aunt Wen's wonderful body brought me. My penis was inside Aunt Wen's wrinkled and beautiful vagina, and
the feeling of tightness and friction made every thrust send a jolt of pleasure from the tip of my penis throughout my entire body, a pleasure that was
indescribable.
"Ahhh... Xiaofeng... so good... I want... more good... endless... more good...
um... I can't take it anymore, Xiaofeng... slow down... if you keep going like this... I'll..."
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... so good... oh ah... I'm coming... I'm coming..."
From the depths of Aunt Wen's womb, the hot, scalding fluids surged through her entire vagina, forcefully pulling my penis
out. As my penis left Aunt Wen's genitals, it brought out a pool of water.
Aunt Wen was panting heavily, her lower body convulsing. Her
vaginal opening, which I had stretched open and hadn't had time to close, was pulsating, and even the clitoris was sticking out.
"Wait a minute, let Auntie catch her breath first."
Seeing that I was about to make another move, Aunt Wen was startled and hurriedly stopped me.
After a while, Aunt Wen slowly sat up. "It's been a long time since I've felt this good. Let Auntie
do it this time." After saying that, she pushed me down and flipped over to sit on top of me.
Aunt Wen grasped my penis, teased it with her hand, and without saying much, she stood up and
moved her buttocks onto my penis.
She then reached behind her with her other hand, using it to guide my penis towards her opening, and slowly sat down.
"Ah—"
"Oh—"
Aunt Wen and I both groaned simultaneously. My senses told me that I had entered
that cunt I had longed for again, the place where my best friend's birth certificate was located. I was so vulgarly
defiling this place; the wet, hot environment made every pore on my body open—no, burst open—in an instant.
Unlike before, Aunt Wen's vagina, having already orgasmed, was even tighter than before, the fleshy
walls almost suffocating my penis.
However, with the previous dilation and sufficient lubrication, Aunt Wen easily brought my penis
to the entrance of her cervix. But I seemed to have accidentally touched Aunt Wen's G-spot, almost causing her
to collapse.
Slowly, Aunt Wen began to move, pressing her hands against my chest, her plump buttocks
twisting and shifting against me. If there were a camera lens at this moment, and it were zoomed in on Aunt Wen's anus, wouldn't the scene
be even more lewd? A thick, frighteningly large penis was inserted into her disproportionately small, erotic hole. Her originally
petite and cute cunt now appeared incredibly grotesque, constantly swallowing and spitting out my penis. Such vigorous
thrusting—thankfully, my penis was long enough; if it were an AV actor, it would have fallen out long ago. But when watching
AVs, don't many male actors often have their penises slip out of the cunt while fucking in this position
?
However, precisely because I was the male lead now, the movements didn't stop at all. Wave after wave of
pleasure assaulted Aunt Wen's lust, filling her lost emptiness bit by bit.
As Aunt Wen's waist moved violently, her incredibly firm breasts swayed accordingly.
The large, fleshy mounds swayed wildly in the air. Should I get a little more stimulating? As if hearing my thoughts, Aunt Wen
lowered herself down, her two large breasts hanging in front of me.
"Touch my breasts, Auntie's breasts are so uncomfortable,"
I said without hesitation, caressing Aunt Wen's ample breasts. The two mounds
, pulled by gravity, were softer than usual, like two fluffy, freshly fermented buns. And above them were
small, purplish-red nipples. Against her snow-white breasts, the two purplish-red nipples were incredibly eye-catching
, their faint purple hue emitting a captivating milky fragrance.
After I played with her breasts for a while, Aunt Wen sat up again. She actually pulled my legs up,
using my knees as a support point, so that her vagina could fully receive my penis, allowing for better penetration
to its deepest point.
Could this be the legendary riding position?
Aunt Wen is truly amazing—I can't lose either—I took the opportunity to support Aunt Wen's fair
thighs, easing her burden and allowing her to move more easily on top of me. We continued our silent
thrusting, the only sounds in the room being our heavy breathing and moans.
At Aunt Wen's climax, her mons pubis completely detached from my penis, and a stream of fluid spurted from her vagina
onto me, the faint, fishy scent stimulating my nerve endings. The next moment, I didn't give Aunt Wen
a chance to rest, grabbing her large buttocks and flipping her over so her backside was facing me…
********Author's mind wandered, laziness struck, will leave for the next chapter*********
[Actually, I planned to write 15,000 words in this chapter, but I got a little annoyed while writing, mainly because I felt
a little anxious and wanted to see my goddess, the reason will be explained later.] Adding to my laziness, I had
no choice but to split it into two chapters. That's just how lazy people are; please forgive my capriciousness.
[In the previous chapter, a reader's comment resonated with me. The "Love Dream" plot was poorly arranged;
I added it midway through the story. It wasn't in the original outline, which is why it felt abrupt. As for the
rest, I can only say that the initial passion for creating a work has faded, leaving only perseverance
and the effort to present the plot as well as possible. This is why most works are abandoned; many
authors exhaust their initial enthusiasm and then don't know how to continue, lacking the motivation and passion to write
. Over time, they become even less inclined to write, leaving behind a mess. Rather than forcing it on, it's
better to leave a beautiful memory. I actually have this thought now too. However, this is my first incestuous work
, and I don't want to give up like this 　　.] [As my first erotic incestuous work, I know
there are many flaws and deviations from the original path.]
However, I had no intention of changing it. I felt that
I had already given the work its soul. As for how this child would grow up, that was beyond my control. All I could do
was let it be. I'm sorry I may have let down many readers, but this is my principle and persistence as an author
. I'm sorry. 】
【Now let's talk about the update of this chapter. Actually, if I wanted to write this chapter, it should
have been finished last week. I couldn't help it because I've recently become obsessed with my goddess. I haven't felt this way in a long time. Does
this count as my first time being a fan? Okay, the main reason is that her temperament is very similar to my
first love, whom I had a crush on for seven years. Both are so ethereal and refreshing, which is also a great regret in my heart. My pen name is to commemorate
this lost first love. Seven years of bittersweet time, I don't regret it, I only have regrets…】
【I'm obsessed with following celebrities, and I've gradually lost the motivation to update. I watch my goddess's dramas repeatedly every day, and
I have no mood to do anything else. So I kept putting it off until today. This morning I got angry and made up my mind
to write a chapter before watching my goddess, and then… that was it. The 15,000-word chapter
I planned to write was split into two parts. Suddenly I feel so decadent.】
【I've decided that she's my goddess for this year. During this period, if there are any updates to the comics, I will change all
the pictures to photos of my goddess. I don't care, I'm just that willful. But I will still share the comics with you as usual, only
I won't make a cover. I'm going to use my goddess's photo as the top cover, lalalala】
【[Itaba Hiroshi] Mother Futari】
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