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Ten Years

Author: dbworld
Published on: Love Sea

Today is my 30th birthday, and my wife is on duty today. My son, nephew, and I had a Sichuan meal
together . After two bottles of beer, I felt a little dizzy. My nephew, Xiaolong, helped me home, and before
I could even take off my shoes, the two of them went out to go online. I opened Word, stared at the blank screen, and realized it had been a long time since I'd
written anything. I felt a strong urge to vent. Sigh, writing about my experiences over the past few years is kind of
a birthday gift to myself.

I was born in the early 1970s. My grandparents were both from the military, and my parents
grew up in the same military compound. My dad said I was born right after the Tangshan earthquake, so he named me
Yuan Zhenchun. I've disliked that name since I can remember; it's so hard to write. I thought Yuan Yi would be better. Thankfully,
when I was four, I suggested to my dad that I change my name to Yi Yi (一一), and he gave me a severe scolding. I remember it was the first time my dad ever
got angry. I have an older brother, four years older than me, haha, he's married long ago now.

When I was 18, my dad was promoted to regimental commander, while my mom was still an ordinary worker at Anshan Iron and Steel. I didn't go to school after graduating
high school , and my parents couldn't do anything about it. So, during the long summer vacations, I started
hanging out with a few other Black kids from the military compound.

Military kids have a characteristic: they like to interact with people in the military and don't interact much with civilians.
My friends and I watched pornography every day, drank 2.5 liang (100ml) of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and secretly smoked Da
Zhong Jiu (a type of Chinese cigarette) behind the club's courtyard. It felt really fun back then, though it seems a bit decadent now.

My interest in women probably started around that time. I remember the first time my buddies Binbin, Xiao Cao, and
Tiaozi tricked me into watching porn at a video parlor. When they saw a woman giving a man oral sex, I threw up on the spot,
and they laughed at me for a long time. Damn it, a while ago, when we were drinking, Tiaozi even joked, "
Zhen-ge is such an idiot watching porn."

At the beginning of summer vacation, I got into a fight. We were outnumbered and got hurt; those guys got stabbed
several times . I was lucky; I suffered internal injuries and a broken leg, so I stayed home for three months.

During those three months, something happened. Back then, my mom worked the night shift and stayed home during the day. Since my legs weren't good, I
could only secretly watch porn at home. That day, I woke up early, before my mom got off work. I sneaked into my
parents
' bedroom to watch porn. Just as I was getting into it, I heard my mom coming home from her night shift. I turned off the machine and quickly ran to my parents' bed, pretending to be asleep. My

mom, still half asleep from her night shift, saw me in her bed and said, "Chun'er, it's time to go to
the hospital to change your bandages." I pretended to be asleep and ignored her. My mom looked at me, thinking I was really asleep,
and yawned was indeed sleepy.

I secretly watched her through the blanket. Back then, women especially liked to wear black leggings,
which were tight pants with a strap at the bottom. My mother was wearing black leggings at the time, and you could see that she had a great leg shape.
The tight pants made her vulva look bulge. I felt my heart beating very fast.

My mother glanced at me, thinking I was really asleep, and slowly unbuckled her belt and slowly took off her leggings.
Her fair thighs were covered by pink thongs. To be honest, we were very close at the time, and
I could feel the scent of her vulva.

Then Mom unbuttoned her polyester shirt, revealing a cream-colored bra underneath. Because it was so hot, she
turned on the fan and unhooked her bra, causing her plump breasts to sag. Thinking back,
my mom's breasts were much larger than my wife's at the time; her slightly grayish nipples throbbed with veins, staring at me.

My wife is here. I'll stop here for now; I definitely won't become a eunuch. I'll continue tomorrow or the day after.

(Part Two)

At this point, I could feel my penis getting hard. I felt incredibly shameless; how could I
spy on my own mother?!

Then I thought, since no one else knows, I'll just let it happen this once. What I regretted was that my mom didn't take off her underwear,
draped a blanket over herself next to me, and went to sleep. The next 10 minutes were incredibly uncomfortable. Thinking that my
mom was probably asleep by now, I tentatively touched her bottom lightly.

To my surprise, my mom suddenly turned her head and said, "Zhenchun, it's time to get up."

My heart skipped a beat. Pretending to have just fallen asleep, I rubbed my eyes and called out, "Mom, what time is it?"

My mom looked at me and smiled, saying, "Get up quickly, there's a movie at the military auditorium at 10 a.m."

Although I love watching movies, I really didn't want to go at that moment. Damn it, the movie isn't good today, I'll smash your
machine ...

As far as I can remember, this was the first time I had ever seen an adult woman's breasts, and it was also my first, rather incomplete, sexual
experience . Of course, I must admit that at that time I didn't have a mother complex, nor did I have any thoughts of having sex with my mother
. Of course, this only applies to that time; at that time, the military's outdated ideas and concepts were much more
backward .

In 1992, our unit's movie theater showed quite a few movies. I remember it was a Sunday, and my friend and I sneaked into the theater
at noon , went to sit in the back row, and each lit a cigarette. After searching all over our bodies, we realized
we had forgotten to bring a lighter.

Seeing a man and a woman next to us who seemed to be talking, I casually patted the guy on the shoulder, "Brother, can I borrow a
light?"

The man didn't seem too keen on it, looked at me, then at my friend, and said, "No light."

I panicked immediately. If my leg hadn't been broken, I definitely would have lost it. The cop nudged me and said, "This
guy looks like your brother's friend."

I looked at him closely and he seemed vaguely familiar, so I calmed down and glanced over. That guy
's girlfriend was pretty; she had a long ponytail tied with a small red ribbon, and her playful black eyes were blinking
as she looked at me, making me a little uneasy.

Heh heh, even now, I feel a bit of a shock. Then I looked at the idiot man next to her. Humph,
what a waste of a beautiful flower. Looking at myself, well, I'm not much better.

I must admit I'm not a particularly handsome man. Although I'm tall and strong, I
always look a bit like a gangster.

For almost two hours, I watched the movie, but my mind wasn't on the screen at all; it was all
on the little girl. She was so beautiful, so beautiful that she clearly reflected my ugliness.

What annoyed me even more was that her boyfriend wasn't any better, constantly glaring at me.

As the movie ended, I made a bold decision. I tapped the girl on the shoulder and asked her
name . The girl turned around, pursed her lips, and said, "I'm your sister."

I smiled and mustered my courage to say, "Can you have dinner with me tonight?"

The little girl smiled too, pointed to the man next to her, and said, "My brother won't allow it." Then she looked at my
limp and laughed, saying, "A cripple like you wants to chase girls like everyone else."

I wasn't angry; I didn't feel like she was mocking me. What surprised me even more was that the man
was her brother. Before I could even react...

The man said, "What do you mean, kid? You're after my sister?"

Hearing this, even the cop couldn't hold back anymore. I thought my leg wasn't good, so I held back for now. I patted
the cop and whispered, "Brother, let's go..." Then I took off running.

Hehe, isn't that a boring story? Back then, I never dreamed that girl would become my
wife .

For the next few weeks, Lin Yanxue remained bored. Her father spent most of his time eating and sleeping at the regimental headquarters
, only occasionally coming home for a day or two to have marital relations with her mother. She
spent , and she hadn't forgotten what had happened in the previous months. She tried her best to suppress her lust and not think about her…

On August 1st, Army Day, her brother returned from military school. Her mother was especially happy that day and cooked
a delicious lunch.

Her brother and she were very close. While they were talking, her brother gave her 100 yuan, telling her to buy something to eat
. She was so touched she almost cried.

That evening, Dad came back to chat with my brother. I said, "Dad, we're going to eat at a street
food stall tonight."

Dad patted my head and smiled, saying, "Dad's going to Siyang tonight. You stay home and eat with your brother."

Before leaving, Dad gave each of us two hundred yuan. Haha, I suddenly had three hundred yuan more! I
was overjoyed.

Mom cooked a big meal that night, but I had no appetite. I chatted with my brother for a while, then lied
to Mom, saying, "Aunt Tiaozi's family is having a funeral, and I'm going to help out tonight. I won't be coming back."

Mom was too busy chatting with my brother to pay attention to me, so I ran out. Once I was outside, I realized
I shouldn't have come out. Tiaozi had gone to the Cultural Palace to play ball, and Binbin was nowhere to be found. I had nothing to do.

I sneaked into the video rental store, intending to watch all night. But around 11 PM, the police came to check, and everyone was kicked
out . A bunch of people were yelling and shouting for refunds. I called out a couple of times, then realized I had nowhere else to go. Luckily,
my mom was working the night shift, so I decided to watch porn at home.

When I got home, I carefully opened the door and tiptoed inside. Nobody was there; my brother
was nowhere to be found. Perfect! I ran to my parents' room, closed the door, and pulled out the video to put it in
the player when I heard someone open the door.

I jumped in fright. Going back to my own room was out of the question. Looking around, I realized I had no choice but to hide under the bed.
I crawled under the bed, videotape and all.

Just as I stepped under the bed, the door to the outer room opened. I held my breath and heard
two people enter, speaking very quietly.

"Is Zhenchun back?" it sounded like a man asking.

"If he doesn't come back at this hour, he definitely won't be back tonight." It was my mother's voice; I could recognize it
.

Before I could even think of anything else, the door to this room was also opened, and a leg in a black short skirt entered. It was
definitely my mother, although I could only see her leg. But that skirt was something my father had brought for her from Shanghai.
Then, a person wearing men's pants followed, and it seemed like my brother.

My heart pounded. I saw my mother walk to the bedside, so close I could see the texture of
her stockings. I broke out in a cold sweat.

I heard my mother say to the man, "Your dad went to Siyang tonight, and your brother definitely won't be home."

The man went to the bedroom window and closed the curtains. I looked up and saw him clearly—it
was my brother.

My brother also came to the bedside. I saw my mother and brother's legs intertwined; it looked like my brother was hugging
my mother . His movements were so forceful he almost stepped on my hair.

My mother's belt drooped down, and her skirt slipped to her feet. Then,
the pink bra I secretly took from the laundry room every day fell to the floor. It seemed my mother and brother were in bed.

My mother, with her legs draped over her hips, removed her stockings. The slightly damp tops of the stockings were mercilessly draped over my
head . Finally, my mother's legs, which had been draped over the edge of the bed, disappeared.

I was stunned. I knew what my brother and mother would do next. I didn't dare to look, yet I still wanted to. I
carefully climbed to the foot of the bed, where there was a clothes rack piled high with clothes. I cowered among the pile of clothes and peered
at the bed .

My mother lay on the bed, her hair loose and her upper body naked. My brother pulled down her panties with his right hand, brought
his face close to her legs, and greedily licked her dark vulva.

"Ah... Yong'er... ah... um..." my mother moaned loudly.

I lowered my head, trying to remember. This wasn't the mother I usually saw. My mother wasn't usually like this.
How could things be like this?

"Ah...Mom...I missed you so much...Since Dad's not home anymore...I'll do all the work for you...
Mmm...Ah...Yong'er...Mom can't take it anymore...Come on..."

"Mom...Mom...Ah...Lianping Mom...Ah...Your pussy is so horny..."

My brother was so turned on that he even called out Mom's name. What could I do but envy him? Thinking about it, no wonder
Mom always treated my brother better than me, no wonder Mom was always so happy when my brother came home.

I raised my head slightly and looked angrily at my brother climbing on top of Mom. Mom stuck out her buttocks, and
my brother's thick, dark penis pressed against Mom's pussy and forcefully thrust in.

My brother grabbed my mother's buttocks, put her legs on his shoulders, and began thrusting in and out with a slapping sound.

"Mom... horny mom... Lianping mom..."

"Ah, good... Yong'er... fuck mom to death... ah ah..."

"Fuck you... you slut..."

"Ah... um... huff... ah..."

"Oh... Yong'er... my good... Yong'er... fuck... mom... oh..."

My mother and brother's lewd moans kept drilling into my mind. I didn't want to watch anymore, I dared not watch anymore.
I dared not imagine what would happen if my mother and brother found out.

That night I hid under the bed and thought a lot, a lot. I really didn't want to describe my brother and mother's scenes in
bed . Maybe it was jealousy, maybe it was anger, maybe it was deception.

I couldn't sleep that night. It wasn't until my mother and brother made love again in the morning that they left the house. Only then did I drag
my exhausted body to bed and finally get a good night's sleep.

On the afternoon of August 2nd, I woke up, feeling like last night was a dream. I ran to the bathroom,
draped my mother's bra and panties over my bed, and masturbated, finally venting my pent-up desire.

**********************************************************************
I finally finished the second chapter at 11 o'clock. This chapter might not
depict , but I just wanted to truthfully recount my experiences, especially since these were
things that happened when I was 18.

The article will definitely have dozens of chapters. Of course, I know my writing is very poor and won't give readers much
aesthetic pleasure . I write like this, and I also give meetings to people in my company.

I write whatever comes to mind and just state the facts. This article is also written in accordance with this principle. Of course, the bed scene at the end of this article is a bit exaggerated.
I hid under the bed and didn't look up, hehe...

Chapter 3 mainly describes my experiences from 1993 to 1995. It will definitely be published on May 1st.

(III)

Monday, August 10, 1992
Weather: Cloudy, northerly wind 3-4
The temperature today is 20-29 degrees Celsius.

I got up early this morning and ate breakfast while listening to the radio. It was another boring Monday.

Today, my brother is going back to military school, so Mom got up very early and
drove .

On the platform, my brother held my hand: "Chun'er, I'm leaving. I'm afraid I won't be able to come home this year. Take good care
of Dad and Mom, especially Mom. She's not well, so don't make her angry."

"Okay, I know, brother. Take care too."

In the days after my brother left, it was just Mom and me again. For some reason, ever since I found out about her affair with my brother,
I always had a strange feeling when I saw Mom.

Tiaozi went to school, and Binbin went to his uncle's restaurant to learn to cook. Thinking about it, I should also do something
serious . I definitely won't work for someone else; I'm too proud to be someone's slave.

After much thought, I realized that if I couldn't do big business, I could only do small business. I didn't have much capital, and although my dad
had some money, my brother was still in college. What kind of business could we do? After much deliberation,
I decided to go to Siyang, the county town, the next day.

I jumped up and called out, "Mom, wake me up early tomorrow."

"You brat, what time is it? Still not asleep..."

August 11, 1992.

My mom practically dragged me out of bed this morning. I huffed, "Can't you be gentle?"

My mom whispered in my ear, "You're the one who told me to wake you last night..."

At 7:20, I realized it was a mistake to leave the house today. The temperature was already 28 degrees Celsius.
Exhausted, I ran to the bus station, drenched in sweat. All I could see were privately owned minibuses.
I looked around for a long time but couldn't find a single company bus. Just as I glanced at a relatively new minibus,
a woman on board spotted me.

"Hey, young man, where are you going?" Her words sent chills down my spine.

"Siyang."

Our bus arrived just in time, let's go, no more waiting.

Looking at the blazing sun in the sky, I had no desire to wait any longer, and was dragged and pulled onto the bus by that woman.

The bus was packed with people, shoulder to shoulder, the air thick with the smell of sweat. I
instinctively my wallet. When the bus arrived in Gengji, I grabbed a seat as soon as someone got off.

Just as I was about to take a nap, a woman with a child got on. The bus was crowded, and the woman was carrying a
plastic and holding her child's hand in her right, swaying back and forth, yet no one offered her a seat. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I gave
her my seat. The woman thanked me several times for letting her child sit down while she stood.

I looked at the woman; she was about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, with an average appearance, but quite large breasts.
She wore a floral shirt, and through the thin fabric, I could see
the floral pattern . She wore black leggings, which looked rather unfashionable at the time.

The child looked about four or five years old; so young, he probably wasn't her child.

The woman, noticing my gaze, seemed a little embarrassed and asked, "Young man, where are you going?"

"I'm going to Siyang," I said.

"We're going to Siyang too," the woman said.

I chuckled, "Heh...at least you have company on the road."

As soon as I said it, I subconsciously felt that my words were a bit inappropriate.

The woman seemed to blush slightly, then asked again, "What are you going to Siyang for?"

"Me? Hehe... just taking a stroll. What are you doing with a child so early in the morning?"

The woman wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "My husband does business in the county town. I'm taking the child to see him."

I felt it wasn't appropriate to ask about her family matters, so I didn't press the matter further.

The bus had only gone halfway when more than ten people got on, making the already cramped space even more crowded. The road was bad, and
the bus was going fast, so the woman and I could only hold onto the same handrail.

The carriage was so crowded that my body was almost pressed against the woman's back. With each sway of the bus, I could
feel her large buttocks rubbing against my penis. The carriage was also hot, and I was getting aroused. I looked down at her
round, large buttocks taut by her leggings, and my hand could touch her buttocks from time to time.

There were many people, and no one noticed my hand. A wicked thought crossed my mind, and my heart pounded. I thought to myself, "I
might never see her again after I get off this bus. It would be a fool not to take advantage of this."

I gently placed my hand on the woman's leggings, lightly caressing her plump buttocks through her clothes. I touched her for a
while, and the woman didn't seem to mind, chatting with me about this and that.

I grew a little bolder, placing my entire palm on her buttocks. I swear she could feel it.
I gently rubbed her buttocks while chatting with her about the awful weather.

The bus soon arrived at the county bus station, and my sexual harassment ended there. We said goodbye and got off
the bus. Before leaving, I asked her name, and she told me it was Wenxiu, and gave me her contact number.

Sigh, only an old woman like her could be interested in an ugly guy like me…

I didn’t even finish reading that phone number and threw it in the trash can on Fengnan Street.

Siyang was a poor county, and the popular items at the time couldn’t be bought at the wholesale market. After looking around, the only thing I could do was sell
fashion items. At the time, I only had a little over three thousand yuan. After a day of on-site investigation,
I decided to set up a stall at the Xiangyun Wholesale Market and import some men’s and women’s trousers from Wenzhou. This thing might have a lower cost.

Now that I think about it, that simple idea back then actually took me more than half a year to develop. Just the stall
problem took me five months to solve, and the funds didn’t arrive until after the Spring Festival in 1993.

January 22, 1993, Lunar New Year's Eve.

Today is the last day of 1992. My older brother came back from military school with his girlfriend.
Mom didn't seem too happy; she scolded him before dinner.

Dad brought Xinghua Village liquor from the army, and the three of us drank two bottles that night. My parents have had a tough life.
Dad's family was poor when he was young; they never had enough to eat or wear. He fought in the army for several years, leaving him with many health problems. Even now that he's
an officer , he's rarely home.

Mom said Dad got together with a female soldier in the army. I absolutely refuse to believe it. Dad is an honest man;
how could he do such a thing? Mom also came from a poor family. She met Dad when she was in the army, and they
got married. My mother's personality wasn't quite as compatible as my father's; they'd argue over the smallest things.

"Lianping, have a drink with Zhenyong and Zhenchun," my father said to my mother, his face flushed from the alcohol.

"Yuan Daqiang, you never teach your son anything good, only these bad habits," my mother said sternly.

"Yong'er, let your mother have a drink first," my father said.

Before he could finish, my future sister-in-law quickly blocked the bottle, saying, "Uncle, don't let Zhenyong drink
, his stomach isn't good."

I laughed and said, "Hey, she's not even married yet, and she's already protecting her husband!"

The whole family, including my mother, burst into laughter.

Later, I learned that after my brother got a girlfriend, he broke up with my mother. The reasons for this
are a story for later. I won't go into details now.

May 18, 1993 –

The most important day of my life. I opened my trousers stall at the Xiangyun Wholesale Market in Siyang. Although
it was a Tuesday, I chose May 18th because it sounded auspicious. My

first day as a boss! I was incredibly proud. On my first day, I sold 15 pairs of trousers and,
after deducting all costs, made a profit of 210 yuan. I still remember that number to this day; it was my
first pot of gold.

After work, I went to the Siyang Seafood City for a meal with Lao Ge from the stall next to mine.

Speaking of this Old Ge, I have quite a connection with him. Old Ge isn't actually that old, only in his forties. In 1992,
stalls at Xiangyun Market were in high demand, and I couldn't find one despite asking around. Later, a clerk introduced me to
a friend of his father's, and I found Old Ge.

Old Ge sold women's underwear, bras, stockings, and the like at Xiangyun Market. He originally had two counters, but
business slowed down, so he planned to transfer one of them. That's how I met him. Old Ge was a really nice guy and took good care of me. He even gave me a room in his dormitory at Xiangyun Market, only charging me the 50 yuan rent
I was supposed to pay each month . 　　I poured wine on the table and toasted Lao Ge three times, then jokingly said to him, "Uncle Ge, you're a grown man , how can you be so shameless selling women's underwear?" 　　Lao Ge laughed and said, "It used to be your aunt's business, but after she had her baby, I took over ." 　　I looked at Lao Ge's weathered old face and smiled, "I've never seen your aunt before, haha, I thought you weren't married, Uncle Ge." 　　Lao Ge blushed and said, "You think I'm a real old bachelor? But you're right, I can't let my wife stay at home all the time. I'm planning to rent another stall on the east side of Xiangyun, and your aunt will have to come and help out here." 　　I laughed and said, "You're going to have your wife and child working together?" 　　I laughed and drank a few more cups of Yanghe. 　　After a satisfying meal, I took Lao Ge to the Sichuan Girls Bathhouse, where a prostitute practically shoved him into a private room. 　　June 5th, the weather was getting hot again. Business had been slow in the market for the past few weeks. Today was Saturday , and I spent the whole afternoon playing cards with Lao Ge, Manager Zhang from the market department, and security guard Xiao Lei, but we didn't even finish one round . So, Lao Ge and I packed up early. 　　"Lao Ge, let's go to the Sichuan Girls Bathhouse again tonight," I said. 　　"Sigh, not today. Your aunt is coming over; let's go home and eat together." 　　I had originally planned to go to the bathhouse, but hearing that Lao Ge's wife was coming, I perked up. 　　"Okay, okay, let's go see your aunt, haha..." I said with a laugh.

"Don't tell anyone when we get home that we go to the bathhouse all the time, you little brat," Old Ge muttered under his breath
.

"I know, do you think I'm that stupid?"

...

Sure enough, from a distance, I saw a woman standing in Old Ge's yard. When I entered the house and saw Old Ge's wife,
I was startled. Guess who it was? It was the woman with the child I saw on the minibus in Siyang last year—
Wenxiu.

Wenxiu was also surprised, but quickly regained her composure.

On the table, Old Ge briefly introduced me to Wenxiu. I didn't say much, just focused on eating my rice,
occasionally stealing glances at Wenxiu's face. Wenxiu didn't dare look at me, just kept eating. This was the first time I understood
the meaning of "tacit understanding."

Old Ge didn't say much that day, but I could feel his lust rising.

I quickly finished my meal and went back to my room early, thinking: "Tonight's going to be interesting."

Old Ge seemed to have plenty of energy; when I went to the bathroom that night, I could hear the bed creaking
and Old Ge's heavy breathing.

For the sake of business and to maintain a good relationship with Old Ge, although I often talked to Wenxiu, I
tried to keep my distance from her. Some things were bound to happen sooner or later.

On June 24th, Old Ge went to Yiwu to buy goods, which would probably take at least three days to arrive.

That day, Wenxiu was watching the stall for Old Ge. After dinner, I saw Wenxiu wearing shorts,
her buttocks sticking out fiddling with various bras and organizing the inventory.

The electric fan hummed, blowing her slightly billowing short vest. I couldn't resist any longer and pretended to run into Old Ge's
room to watch TV.

"Aunt Wenxiu, where's the child?"

"She's at home, her grandma is looking after her."

I looked at her fair thighs and laughed, "Aunt Wenxiu, which style of bra do you sell these days
suits you best?"

Wenxiu's face turned a little red: "Oh, what nice clothes can I wear at my age?"

I laughed and said, "Of course not, Aunt Wenxiu, with your figure, what kind of bra can't you wear, haha..."

Wenxiu's face turned even redder and she turned to me, saying, "How did you know?"

This question was clearly a tease. I said, "Aunt Wenxiu,
could ?"

Wenxiu didn't say anything, but walked over, grabbed my ear, and laughed, saying, "You're such a shameless kid."

I wasn't about to let her off the hook. I thought to myself, "Old Ge, I'm sorry, but tonight
I'm going to sleep with your wife.

" I hugged Wenxiu tightly, saying, "Aunt Wenxiu, I've missed you so much!"

Wenxiu tried to break free but couldn't. She closed her eyes and let me kiss her. I casually hung up the mosquito net,
took off Wenxiu's sandals, and pulled down her shorts.

Wenxiu was wearing yellow underwear underneath. When I took off her panties, she shyly pressed her legs together
tightly. Like a male dog, I straddled Wenxiu, one hand around her waist and the other untying her
hair clip. Her slightly curled hair fell down, and seeing this scene, I couldn't help but think of my mother, the mother I
longed for but never had.

I kissed her cheeks, ears, and neck. Old Ge had probably never given Wenxiu such gentle treatment before.
Wenxiu blushed, clenched her teeth, and moaned softly,

"Mmm... mmm..."

Thinking back to how shy Wenxiu was at that moment, she didn't look like a woman in her late thirties at all.

I carefully removed her tank top, revealing a bra underneath that matched her underwear. I reached behind my back
and untied Wenxiu's bra straps, and the bra slipped off, revealing her full breasts drooping slightly with slightly dark nipples. I thought
to myself, "Old Ge, did you rub your wife's nipples until they turned black?"

Wenxiu tactfully removed her underwear, revealing the dark triangle between Old Ge's wife's legs.
I gently cupped Wenxiu's buttocks; she was already overflowing with desire.

With her heavy breathing, she moaned, "Mmm... Hmm... Ah... Hmm... Oh
no... Oh... Can't... Mmm..."

I lifted Wenxiu's thighs, straddling her legs, and thrust my big cock into her pussy, savoring the
pleasure . Damn it, I lost my virginity in the bathhouse, what a pity!

"Ah... Hey... Ah... Mmm... Uncle... Fuck... Ah... Hmm..."

I frantically thrust into Wenxiu's pussy, crying out against the injustice of the world.

"…Fuck…to death…ah…old…Ge…your…wife…pussy…is so good…fuck…
ah…"

"Uncle…new husband…fuck…to death…aunt…aunt…I can’t…um…I can’t…
anymore…"

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I'm really at a loss for words when it comes to describing sex scenes; my writing is too rough. After I finish the whole story, I'll ask some friends
to help me enrich the details of the sex scenes.

Chapter 4 will be released during the holiday; I hope everyone will give me feedback.

2004-04-25 05:34 pm

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