[Married Woman Incest] My buddy's mother became my woman.

The mature woman I'm talking about today wasn't someone I met online or through other means; she was a real acquaintance. My parents had a colleague with whom they had a very good relationship. His son happened to be the same age as me, and we all lived very close by. We were classmates for nine years in elementary and middle school, and we were very good friends.

Starting in middle school, our two families often got together, usually one of us going to the other's house to eat, play cards, and so on. That's how I got to know my friend's mother, the protagonist of this story, Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang was a little younger than my parents, 22 years older than me. She was an introverted and very gentle woman. While the rest of us had a lot of fun, she didn't participate much. What impressed me most was that she was always sitting on the sidelines, smiling. Aunt Wang wasn't very tall, only about 155 centimeters, and her figure was petite. She had the typical look of a virtuous wife and loving mother (and her personality reflected that). She wasn't beautiful, just average-looking, but her skin was very fair.

And so, the days went by, and the friendship between our two families continued. Before we knew it, we graduated high school. I got into a top university, while my buddy only got into a junior college. Two years ago, his dad had a rough time at his job, so he quit and started his own business. He made some money, but it was hard work, and he was exhausted every day.

Unexpectedly, during our sophomore year, his dad suddenly passed away from a heart attack, mainly due to overwork. He wasn't even 50 years old. After that, our two families stopped having family gatherings, mainly because we didn't want to upset Aunt Wang. But my buddy and I still hung out together often.

Later, he graduated. It's hard to find a job with a junior college degree, so after a year of struggling, he decided to try to study abroad. His path was a bit unconventional; I didn't really understand it, but I knew that depending on the circumstances, he would be staying abroad for two to four years. Before he left, my buddy told me to visit his mother often, as it's not easy for a woman to live alone. I readily agreed; we were both 22 at the time.

After that, I started visiting Aunt Wang from time to time. My parents also felt that she was lonely as a widow and agreed to let me visit her more often.

By then, I had already graduated and was working. Due to the nature of my job, my hours were quite flexible; I was very busy at times, but had plenty of free time at others. Aunt Wang was indeed quite lonely, and since we were already quite close, she gradually started treating me like her son. She was very kind to me, and I often ate at her house, sometimes even staying overnight. She also washed many of my clothes.

We were already quite familiar with each other, and although we hadn't seen each other for over two years, after spending time together, I took good care of her and always tried to make time for her. Our relationship grew rapidly.

It's worth mentioning that Aunt Wang is a very traditional woman. At first, when we weren't very close, she was very careful to avoid any appearance of impropriety. When I was at her house, even in summer, she would wear long pants and never show her feet, always wearing socks. However, as we became more familiar, she became less conservative, though she never appeared in the house wearing only her underwear.

I'm personally quite interested in mature women, and Aunt Wang was exactly my type—fair skin and a slightly fuller figure. By the time I was 23, Aunt Wang's son had been abroad for a year, and we had become quite close. I found myself starting to develop feelings for her. I've never had feelings for my own mother, but I do like mature women, and Aunt Wang's age was to my liking. Plus, because of my relationship with my friend, it added a thrill for me. I

should mention Aunt Wang's personality here; she was incredibly gentle and rarely objected to my words or actions. Even though she dressed conservatively before, sometimes I'd wander around the house in just my underwear, and she never said a word. Later, I started intentionally teasing her, like hugging her, kissing her, or putting my arm around her shoulder while we chatted, but Aunt Wang didn't react much.

Aunt Wang continued to go to work every day, always with a gentle smile, but I saw her sitting on the sofa lost in thought more than once, and occasionally I heard faint sobs coming from her room late at night. These occurrences were becoming more and more frequent, and it seemed she was suffering quite a bit. This made me decide to take the risk and launch my offensive against Aunt Wang.

Based on Aunt Wang's personality and our relationship, I decided to use the most direct method. I judged that Aunt Wang was a very conservative woman and would definitely not agree to me having sex with her. However, even if I forced myself on her, she would feel it was a very shameful thing and wouldn't tell anyone. Crucially, Aunt Wang still cared for me; I thought at most she would ignore me afterward and wouldn't do anything else.

Besides, I didn't have much experience with older women at the time, and Aunt Wang was a chaste woman, so it was safe to have sex with her.

That summer when I was 24, I stayed overnight at Aunt Wang's house again. Around midnight, I figured she was asleep, so I secretly opened her bedroom door. From the beginning, Aunt Wang had never locked her bedroom door because I was there. After two years together, she was no longer so secretive about me. Although she still wouldn't dress provocatively at home, she still slept in only underwear, without a bra, as I expected. Not because she was provocative, but because sleeping in a bra was really uncomfortable.

I had already stripped naked. I slowly walked to Aunt Wang's bedside, took a deep breath, and climbed onto the bed to start taking off her underwear. Aunt Wang was fast asleep and completely unprepared for this. In her drowsy state, I pulled off her underwear, then pinned her down, ready to penetrate her.

At this moment, Aunt Wang began to wake up, resisting me while anxiously saying no, no. However, Aunt Wang was a short, middle-aged woman and no match for my strength. I easily positioned my penis at her vulva, and as I had initially expected, Aunt Wang didn't scream loudly, only trying to stop me in a hurried but low voice. However, because her body kept twisting, I couldn't penetrate her for a moment, and she kept whispering that she was my aunt and I couldn't do this.

So I hugged her tightly, whispered in her ear, and said, "Aunt Wang, I want it so badly. I've been feeling really uncomfortable these past few days. The other women aren't clean," while my penis was pressing against her vulva.

Hearing these words, Aunt Wang hesitated noticeably, her body twitching lessening considerably. Seeing my opportunity, I forcefully thrust my penis into her vagina. Once inside, she began to resist again, but once inside, she had no choice. I started thrusting rapidly. Aunt Wang seemed resigned, giving up after her resistance failed, simply lying motionless on the bed, letting me have my way with her, tears silently streaming down her face.

Aunt Wang's vagina was still quite tight, after all, it hadn't been used for four years. Plus, this kind of intercourse was both stimulating and tense, and I ejaculated in five minutes. I couldn't control myself and ended up ejaculating inside her. Afterwards, I was still a little scared. Aunt Wang wouldn't likely call the police, given our deep relationship over the years, and she's a very proud woman; she'd probably keep it a secret. She definitely wouldn't be able to accept this if it got out. I was just afraid she'd never speak to me again.

So I apologized to Aunt Wang, explaining that I had acted too impulsively, and also expressing that I actually liked her very much. However, Aunt Wang didn't react at all; she just lay motionless on the bed, silently weeping. I was at my wit's end, so I apologized to her again and left. I didn't dare stay at her house and spent the night at an internet cafe.

For the next few days, neither of us dared to see Aunt Wang, but eventually, I couldn't resist and went to her house again. Aunt Wang was startled when she saw me, then sighed and softly said, "Please sit down; I'll make dinner." After dinner, we sat in the room quietly, not saying a word. The atmosphere was quite awkward. Finally, I couldn't help but apologize again.

Aunt Wang interrupted me, saying, "What's past is past. You're still young; don't do that again." Seeing that Aunt Wang seemed less angry, I felt a little more at ease and carefully chatted with her, subtly indicating that my desires had been stronger lately.

Aunt Wang, being an experienced woman, understood my meaning. After hesitating for a while, she finally said, "I'm your aunt, you're like my own son. This isn't right." Seeing the disappointment on my face, she explained that she was getting old and not good-looking, and told me not to keep thinking about her.

I thought this might work, so I quickly said I liked her, that she wasn't old at all, and even used a bit of coquettishness as I spoke. Finally, Aunt Wang reluctantly nodded in agreement, but discussed with me that it couldn't be too frequent, otherwise it would be bad for her health. I readily agreed, saying we could discuss the frequency later.

We didn't do anything that night, as we had to pretend we weren't in a hurry. However, before going to sleep, I gave Aunt Wang a French kiss. She didn't resist, but her movements were a bit stiff, and she wasn't quite used to it yet.

Some time later, Aunt Wang told me that the reason she agreed to me was because she knew that young men my age were full of energy and easily lost control. She wouldn't feel comfortable if I went to a prostitute, and although she always treated me like a son, we weren't blood relatives, so she was willing to give herself to me.

At first, Aunt Wang was worried that she was too old and I would stop wanting her once the novelty wore off. Later, she realized I genuinely enjoyed sex with her, and she finally relaxed and began to enjoy it.

Meanwhile, my friend decided to stay abroad for another two years, which created the conditions for Aunt Wang and me to continue.

After that, Aunt Wang and I began a two-year affair. We tried to have sex once a week, but sometimes time didn't allow, so it ended up being about two or three times a month. However, the time was often quite long; sometimes we'd spend the whole weekend at home, having sex whenever we felt like it. I liked to ejaculate inside Aunt Wang, so she was very considerate and took birth control pills. The first time I ejaculated inside her, it happened to be during her safe period, so there were no problems.

I also had the opportunity to observe Aunt Wang's figure closely. Compared to when I met her at 14, 10 years later, at 46, she had started to gain weight, but she wasn't bloated. She had a small belly, her breasts were not small and not sagging much, and her skin was still very fair—exactly the kind of fair-skinned, voluptuous mature woman I liked.

It's worth mentioning that Aunt Wang, who was already petite, only had size 35 feet, and surprisingly, for her age, her feet were very smooth and shapely, with virtually no dead skin.

For most people, a woman like Aunt Wang wouldn't be very attractive, but since she was a mature woman, if she were truly slender, she would be like a fairy. Full breasts and a plump bottom, a slight tummy, a slightly sagging belly—that's what makes a woman so alluring.

At first, Aunt Wang was very reserved in bed. For the first ten times, I basically just pinned her down and kept having sex with her. It wasn't that I didn't want to try something different, but I was afraid she'd be shy and angry, so I didn't bring it up. However, every time I suggested it, as long as her body and time were both fine, she would agree without ever objecting, just like her gentle nature in life.

So I gradually started trying different positions, and Aunt Wang followed my requests. Sometimes I could tell she was shy and a little unwilling, but she never objected. Later, when I asked Aunt Wang to give me oral sex, she didn't say anything at first. But when I put my penis near her mouth, she hesitated for a while, her face turning red. Then she cautiously asked if she could take it inside. I told her I really wanted her to give me oral sex, so she gently frowned and slowly opened her mouth to take my penis in.

Aunt Wang is very smart and skillful. Although her sexual techniques weren't great due to her limited experience, she was a quick learner. She learned everything I taught her very quickly. Not only did she master every position quickly, but she also became proficient at oral sex very quickly, with almost no teeth involved. You know, she had never given her husband oral sex before.

Gradually, Aunt Wang also began to enjoy the pleasure of sex. Every time I penetrated her deeply and aroused her desire, she no longer suppressed herself as before, but began to moan naturally. Although she was still trying to control herself from going too far, she had made great progress. After all, for a 46-year-old woman, not having enjoyed the pleasure of sex for more than four years was indeed very difficult. However, Aunt Wang still wouldn't actively ask to sleep with me.

So, normally we acted like a mother and son, but in bed we became like lovers. Because of this special relationship, Aunt Wang and I were different from other casual sex partners; our relationship was strong and relatively long-lasting, and I felt very excited when I was with her.

This relationship was very complicated for Aunt Wang. Under such conflicting emotions, she was initially quite lost and couldn't define her role. For Aunt Wang, at an age of unfulfilled desire, she was unfortunately widowed, and her son was often away, so she poured almost all her emotions into me—a kind of extreme pampering.

Aunt Wang definitely had sexual needs, but being conservative and chaste, she originally intended to remain chaste. However, after I took her body, although she still felt resistance, since she couldn't remain chaste, she might as well accept me. Moreover, her body did experience sexual satisfaction she hadn't had in a long time. After gradually convincing herself to accept this relationship and reality, she also felt very excited, but at the same time, she was afraid of losing me, so her attitude towards me became one of blind obedience.

Although Aunt Wang was very obedient to me, she was actually quite passive in bed. So I wanted to try something different, taking advantage of her docile nature and her doting and submissive attitude towards me.

First, I got her used to oral sex. I would make her suck my penis every time. At first, she resisted, but eventually it became natural, and she would do it willingly without me having to remind her. Later, I gradually started to train Aunt Wang's body. She had D-cup breasts, so I used them for nipple play, and I often ejaculated directly onto her chest or face.

Then I suddenly had a bold idea: to try something like what I'd read in novels. So one night, I suggested that she come out of the shower without clothes. Aunt Wang was shocked. In her mind, this was extremely lewd. She stared at me blankly, and we were silent for a long time. Finally, she whispered, "This is too much," and ran into the bathroom to shower as if fleeing.

I didn't think Aunt Wang would agree to such an outrageous request, so I was a little disappointed. So I sat down to watch TV. About ten minutes later, I heard Aunt Wang come out after her shower. Since I was sitting with my back to the bathroom, I didn't see her, but I knew she was standing behind me.

A little while later, Aunt Wang called my name. I was watching TV and casually answered, but she didn't say anything more. A little while later, she called my name again. A little confused, I answered and turned around, only to be immediately shocked. Aunt Wang was standing naked on the floor, her face flushed, one hand covering her genitals and the other clasped to her chest.

I was both excited and moved. Although Aunt Wang was very resistant to being naked, and even unusually refused me, she had convinced herself to please me during her shower and did something she didn't want to do.

That night, we made love for a long time; I ejaculated five times. I was so excited and thrilled.

Later, Aunt Wang gradually got used to being naked, and our nakedness made her feel both ashamed and excited. We even tried spending the whole weekend at home. She cleaned the house, cooked, and did laundry, just like any other day, except she wasn't wearing any clothes. Whenever I wanted, I'd pull her over and have sex with her. The kitchen, the bathroom, the dining table, the front door, the balcony—almost everywhere in the house was covered in Aunt Wang's vaginal fluids.

Sometimes I'd even tie up Aunt Wang's breasts with rope, making them look even bigger and preventing them from sagging. Aunt Wang would just blush and silently endure it, as always.

After that, I turned my attention to Aunt Wang's last virgin territory. This time, Aunt Wang didn't show much resistance, just surprise. She had never known that her anus could be penetrated, and she was a little worried, wondering if her anus could be stretched that wide. But seeing how interested I was, she agreed.

I didn't have much experience with anal sex, but since cleaning was the first step, I carefully washed Aunt Wang with soap. I didn't have the equipment to give her an enema, but the outside of her anus was definitely clean. Then I prepared to penetrate her. We used the rear-entry position. Aunt Wang lay face down on the bed, kneeling with her buttocks raised as high as possible, and then spread her legs to expose her anus as much as possible.

I first inserted my fingers into Aunt Wang's anus, and I could feel her buttocks trembling. I slowly tried to insert two fingers, at which point Aunt Wang began to groan in pain, but she was still trying her best to endure. I gently massaged her anus for a while, and she seemed to relax a little. Then I pulled out my fingers, aimed my penis at her anus, and prepared to insert it.

To my surprise, after much effort, I couldn't get my penis in. Aunt Wang was probably afraid of the pain and was very nervous. I was also quite anxious but really wanted to try, so I told her to bear with it, and with a little effort, I managed to insert my penis a bit into her anus. Aunt Wang let out a piercing scream, then cried out in pain.

I realized something was wrong and quickly pulled my penis out. I looked at Aunt Wang's anus and saw that it had been torn open, and blood was flowing out. This time, the anal sex ended unsuccessfully.

I was still not satisfied, and after some time, I finally persuaded Aunt Wang to do it again. This time, I was well-prepared; I had even used my fingers to fully relax her anus before. When I inserted my penis into Aunt Wang's anus again, she still couldn't bear the pain, and she bled again. I knew Aunt Wang didn't have hemorrhoids; the bleeding meant that my penis had really torn her anus. I was heartbroken and a little scared. Although I was still somewhat unwilling, she was my woman, and I couldn't go too far, so I simply gave up the idea of anal sex.

It's fair to say that a year after we started sleeping together, in a sense, Aunt Wang had become my sex slave. Although I had given up anal sex, she was extremely submissive to me, rarely objecting to any of my sexual requests. We even incorporated some milder forms of discipline and SM; at least, doing housework naked was something most women wouldn't do.

Furthermore, as I slept with Aunt Wang more often, her perception of me changed. She saw me less as her son and more as a couple. A noticeable change was that she would sometimes act coquettishly towards me, but her complete submissiveness remained constant.

Therefore, after I gave up anal sex, Aunt Wang seemed very touched during that time and even became unusually proactive in our sex life. Because she knew I really wanted to have a good time anally, but I gave up because of her, our relationship deepened. Sometimes she would snuggle into my arms like a little bird.

Then one day, while enjoying Aunt Wang's increasingly excellent oral sex, I deliberately ejaculated into her mouth, which wasn't the first time. But this time, after I ejaculated, I asked Aunt Wang to eat my semen for the first time. Perhaps Aunt Wang's submissiveness in our sexual relationship was deepening, or perhaps she was increasingly considering me her man, but this time Aunt Wang didn't hesitate. She just gave me a complex look, a look that was tinged with resentment, reproach, but mostly shyness and happiness. Then I clearly saw her neck move, making a swallowing motion.

I asked her to open her mouth and found some white semen still on her tongue, but most of it had indeed been swallowed. I asked her if it tasted good, and she blushed and whispered, "It tastes good."

Later, Aunt Wang told me that semen had a slightly fishy smell and a sticky texture that was a bit awkward, but she could accept it and didn't find it difficult to eat.

However, I became fascinated by the way Aunt Wang ate my semen, and I would often deliberately ejaculate into her mouth. Aunt Wang eventually developed a habit of swallowing the semen whenever I gave her oral sex, unless I asked her otherwise.

Sometimes I would intentionally ejaculate on her and then make her smear it with her hand and eat it, or after oral sex I would make her hold it in her mouth for a while before she could eat it.

We both increasingly enjoyed this psychological stimulation, and Aunt Wang's submissive nature gradually began to emerge, though not obviously. I could sense that she became more excited when I inflicted a certain degree of mental humiliation on her.

So I increasingly had Aunt Wang try some of the discipline she found shameful, such as going out without underwear, but I didn't use it much. It's worth mentioning that we also had a wild encounter once, in a secluded corner of a park. I was on top of Aunt Wang and had sex with her. She was very nervous, her body trembling uncontrollably. We were also afraid of being discovered, so we only lasted about ten minutes, but the stimulation was immense; in a short time, Aunt Wang experienced two orgasms.

My most frequent method was to have Aunt Wang lie on the bed after I ejaculated inside her, raising her legs so her vagina faced upwards. Although Aunt Wang never forgot to take her birth control pills, this position would cause all my semen to accumulate in her uterus, making her feel like she might get pregnant. The position itself also gave her a sense of being completely at my mercy, which was both shameful and lewd. So even though I had done this to Aunt Wang many times, she always felt very tense.

Happy days always seem too short. Two years passed in the blink of an eye, and Aunt Wang's son was returning to China, so we had to end this intoxicating sexual relationship. However, I still frequently visited Aunt Wang, but I never slept with her again. Aunt Wang had returned to being the gentle and conservative mother she once was.

Afterwards, I had two other mature women as long-term sexual partners. One was very beautiful and moaned a lot in bed; the other had large breasts and a curvy bottom, was incredibly seductive, and loved anal sex. Both of these women seemed more attractive than Aunt Wang. But I still missed Aunt Wang's gentle body the most, because during those two years, Aunt Wang was my woman.

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