[Urban] Wenze's Road to Sexual Happiness (Complete) - 1-3

Chapter 1

In 1994, 14-year-old Wenze walked slowly home from school. To passersby, he seemed absent-minded, and indeed he was, because his mind was preoccupied with one thing, preventing him from thinking about anything else. Boys

entering puberty in junior high school often have a vague understanding of sex. During breaks or recess, groups of boys could be seen huddled together, whispering and talking furtively. Wenze was one of them. Wenze lived in a small, underdeveloped county town with a monotonous entertainment scene. Internet cafes hadn't yet appeared, and video arcades were considered somewhat risqué places, so junior high students dared not enter. Therefore, the topics they discussed, which they thought were obscene, were actually just slightly sexually suggestive. For example, seeing kissing scenes in TV dramas would cause erections, or sometimes they would wet their pants at night, a small amount that felt satisfying, and they couldn't hold it in. Sometimes they would also talk about the female teachers at school, which teacher was pretty, or which teacher dressed well. These topics easily resonated with Wenze, who always listened with great interest. He also had his own aesthetic standards regarding teachers' clothing: he liked teachers wearing stockings. There wasn't much sexual content involved. Wenze's female homeroom teacher's calves were somewhat rough and had some minor mosquito bites when she wore sandals and bare legs in the summer, but these were completely invisible when she wore stockings. At that time, black stockings weren't popular; it was mostly flesh-colored stockings, and pantyhose were rare and not very form-fitting. But this didn't stop Wenze from liking this kind of clothing that made women's legs look perfect.

After school that day, Wenze played ball with some close friends. Afterwards, he went to the bathroom to go home. While he was urinating, one of his friends glanced at him and exclaimed, "Wenze! What's wrong with you?!"

Wenze was startled. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Look at your penis, the head isn't showing! Look at mine."

Wenze had never looked closely at other people's penises before. After his friend pointed it out, he looked more closely and noticed that his friend's penis had a small head sticking out, with a small opening, while his was shaped like a shumai, with no head showing. His friends all came over to compare, and most had a little bit of head showing, except for Wenze's. The friend who had exclaimed earlier said, "My mom said you have phimosis, and you need to have it cut off, otherwise the filth inside won't come out and it will rot!"

This friend's mother was a doctor, and he had vaguely heard his mother talk about this before, but he hadn't paid much attention, otherwise she wouldn't have mentioned that phimosis could cause rot. The group chattered for a while, urging Wenze to get surgery to remove it to prevent his penis from rotting and killing him.

Wenze didn't know how he got home; his mind was filled with his friends' advice to "get it cut off." He thought cutting it off meant removing his penis, and then a new one would grow and he could show his face, but he was too scared to

do it—he was afraid of the pain. Wenze wanted to discuss it with his parents, but he was afraid his mother would scold him. It was just too embarrassing.

As soon as he entered the house, a voice shouted, "Brother Wenze! I'm here!" A little boy ran over and hugged his leg. Wenze looked down and saw it was his cousin from kindergarten. So his aunt was here too…

"Wenze, you're back! Come and eat something delicious. Auntie bought you clams, just cooked."

Wenze's expectant eyes followed the voice upwards, and a beautiful woman stood before him.

A pair of delicate feet in strappy open-toed sandals, clad in stockings, a pink dress, and a pretty oval face—this was Wenze's aunt, much younger than his mother. She was the youngest daughter on his mother's side of the family; his mother was quite old before his grandmother had her. His aunt's name was Xu Rou. She was always cheerful and talkative, and although she was almost 30, she looked like she was in her 20s. Because of this, as Wenze grew older, calling her "aunt" always felt a little awkward. She didn't act like an aunt at all; she was more like an older sister, and her personality was similar—lacking maturity. Her figure hadn't changed much after giving birth, especially her long legs, which were almost as stunning as those of the models Wenze saw on TV. What was even more striking was that although her legs were beautiful, she rarely went bare-legged; they were always covered in stockings. This made Wenze want to look but feel embarrassed, secretly cursing himself for being a pervert, even looking at his own aunt, yet he couldn't resist. Many years later, he realized that his fetish for stockings stemmed from his aunt.

"Wenze, come quickly, it'll get cold and won't taste good."

"My uncle-in-law was talking from the side. He was a department manager at a company with good profits and a high income. He was also good-looking, but a bit dull. He pursued my aunt relentlessly, buying her many gifts and flattering her. He wasn't good with sweet talk; he just treated my aunt sincerely. In the end, my aunt was attracted to his honesty and felt that such a man would be reliable for a life together. After graduating, my aunt didn't have a job. After getting married, my uncle-in-law's family found her a job at the judicial bureau. Back then, it was relatively easy to get into these kinds of units, unlike now where you'd fight tooth and nail to get in. Life was better, and she didn't have many worries. My aunt was always laughing and joking like a little girl." Carefree and happy, Wenze was infected by the joy of his aunt's family's arrival and didn't feel so pessimistic anymore. After washing his hands and eating, he played with his cousin for a while. His cousin then insisted on going to his grandma's house. His aunt said she hadn't seen her sister in a long time, and Wenze's father was away on a business trip these days, so she wouldn't leave that night to chat with her sister. So, his uncle said goodbye and left with his cousin.

That night, lying in bed, Wenze couldn't sleep. When he was alone, he thought about the thing that was bothering him. Wenze looked down at his penis and suddenly remembered what his best friend had said: "I heard from my mom that you have phimosis and you have to get it cut off, otherwise the 'dirty stuff' inside won't come out and you'll get penile cancer!"

Dirty stuff? The 'dirty stuff' inside?

What is that? If I can get the 'dirty stuff' out, I won't have to get it cut off! Wenze was excited about this brilliant idea. He then pulled down his foreskin. He had never done it before and winced in pain, but thinking that if he pulled it down and got rid of the 'dirty stuff,' he could avoid getting it cut off, he gritted his teeth and slowly pulled it down. "Damn!" "What is this!"

Wenze was startled to see a glans penis covered in smegma. He hadn't expected it to be so dirty. He quickly went to the toilet, poured out a basin of water, and began to wash it carefully. "What are you doing? Why aren't you asleep? What are you doing?"

His mother's questioning voice came from behind him. Wenze quickly locked the door and shouted, "I have diarrhea, my anus hurts, I ate too much chili, I'm just washing." "

After saying that, afraid that his mother would be suspicious if he washed for too long, he washed quickly and vigorously.

Wenze had never touched this place before. This was the first time in his life that his glans had been exposed, and he was being washed so roughly by himself. Wenze felt pain in his glans, along with some other sensations. He couldn't quite describe the feeling, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Wenze had never masturbated and didn't know how. The way he was washing was a form of masturbation, but he didn't realize it. After washing, Wenze lay on the bed, overjoyed. He had finally relieved himself of a big worry. Recalling the feeling of his glans being rubbed and touched, a thought struck him, and his hand involuntarily reached down, grasping his glans and slowly stroking it, gradually becoming excited. He had heard from his classmates that men urinate when they are excited, so he wanted to get some toilet paper ready. But when he turned around, he found that the toilet paper on the bedside table was all used up. He wanted to give up but felt the urge to urinate, so he got up and..." Wenze went to the bathroom. Passing his mother's room, the door was open. He glanced at it and saw his aunt sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing his mother's shorts, talking to her. "

Maybe she didn't bring pajamas," Wenze thought, and subconsciously slowed his pace, peeking again. His mother's shorts were just ordinary boxer shorts. To his aunt and mother, Wenze was just a child, so they didn't seem to care. Otherwise, she wouldn't have worn such revealing clothes. Her beautiful legs, especially her snow-white thighs, were exposed because of the shorts. It was the first time Wenze had ever seen a real woman's thighs, and his aunt's were such perfect thighs. His penis immediately hardened. Wenze practically ran into the bathroom, locked the door, blushed, and pulled down his pants, hanging them on the hook. Suddenly, he saw a pair of stockings hanging on the hook.

Without a doubt, these were his aunt's stockings, because his mother never wore them. Wenze's hands trembled as he held the stockings in his hands, caressing them. These were the stockings that had just clung tightly to his aunt's beautiful legs. Wenze felt his head throbbing, his heart pounding uncontrollably, and his hand holding the stockings trembled even more. He couldn't resist any longer and pressed them to his nose, inhaling the faint leather scent. His penis was already rock hard. After smelling them for a while, Wenze wrapped the stockings around his penis, imagining himself rubbing against his aunt's beautiful legs, and began to masturbate rapidly. The slippery stockings made his soul almost fly away with pleasure. "Wenze, you have diarrhea, are you alright?"

His aunt noticed Wenze frequently going to the toilet and came over to ask. Little did she know that this only further aroused Wenze, who was already extremely excited. He was stroking his penis with the stockings on, and the concerned question from the stockings' owner reached his ears. Unable to hold back any longer, he ejaculated violently. "Ah! Ah! It's okay! It'll be fine in a bit! Ah!"

A suppressed sound escaped Wenze's lips as he answered his aunt, trembling as he ejaculated. The intense stimulation made his vision blurry…

Chapter 2

"What's wrong, Wenze? You sound like you're in so much pain? Does it hurt a lot?"

His aunt's concerned question came again. "It's nothing, it only hurt for a short while. You should go to sleep, Auntie, I'll be fine in a bit."

Wenze replied calmly after calming down. "Oh, then you should go to sleep early too. It won't hurt when you're asleep. Do you want some medicine?"

"No need, you go to sleep, Auntie. Don't worry about me, I'm fine..."

After shooing his aunt back into the room, Wenze stared at the white semen on the wall, overwhelmed with self-reproach. "How could I do this? She's my aunt, my own aunt, my mother's sister! I actually used her stockings to cover my penis and even thought about rubbing it on her legs! I'm not human, I'm an animal!"

Wenze pinched himself hard, carefully hanging the stockings back on the hook, thankful he hadn't covered the glans; otherwise, he would have been in serious trouble. After wiping the semen off the wall, Wenze sneaked back to his room like a thief, not daring to turn his head as he passed his mother's door. Too nervous and excited, he ejaculated again and quickly fell asleep.

The next day, the first thing Wenze did after arriving at school was to find his best friend and tell him about washing his glans the day before. His friend scratched his head and said, "Will this work? Your penis still isn't showing!"

"What does it matter if it's showing or not? All the dirt is gone. I washed it several times, it's definitely fine!"

"Okay then. I asked my mom again yesterday, and she said some boys develop slowly, like you. Maybe you're just developing slowly."

"Yeah, I guess so. Let's not talk about this anymore, let's go to class."

Wenze was in a great mood; his penis was fine, but his aunt's problem was still bothering him. Fantasizing about his aunt had made him awkward for a long time, and he was embarrassed to talk to her when he saw her. His aunt thought Wenze was just growing up and had something on his mind, so she didn't take it to heart.

Since the day he experienced the pleasure of masturbation, Wenze had started masturbating every few days. He had heard that frequent masturbation was bad, but he couldn't resist. At first, he would just look at magazine covers with revealing images and masturbate, but he quickly got tired of those few. He didn't dare buy the magazines with very revealing covers in bookstores for fear of his parents finding out, so he resorted to fantasizing about beautiful women and masturbating. Initially, he imagined many beautiful women: his teachers, movie stars on TV, and women he saw on the street. But eventually, the images of these women overlapped and all became his aunt. Wenze panicked and tried to get rid of the thought, but it was no use. Finally, he gave up. "Anyway, I'm just thinking about it, it doesn't hurt my aunt, it's okay," Wenze consoled himself. Gradually, his aunt became his exclusive object of masturbation fantasies, all the way to vocational school.

After graduating from junior high school, Wenze, whose grades were average, didn't go to high school but went directly to a vocational high school. Like many ordinary vocational high school students, Wenze found the studies very easy because he didn't study much, except for computer science, which he was somewhat interested in. The abundance of free time greatly increased his masturbation frequency. It eventually developed into a habit where he would masturbate even when he didn't want to, causing him great distress as he didn't know how to break the habit. However, Wenze was also happy because, perhaps due to prolonged masturbation, his foreskin had retracted to the glans even when flaccid, making it feel almost as if he had no foreskin at all when erect. This made Wenze very proud; he had seen the penises of many classmates and adults (while using the toilet or showering, not as a pervert), and none of them had such a short foreskin.

For the past few years, he had been buying a magazine called "Doctor X," which contained many articles about sex education. This was a treasure trove for Wenze, who was too embarrassed to ask his parents. The magazine also contained other medical content, without any pornography, so he wasn't afraid of being discovered by his parents. The magazine mentioned that a long foreskin could affect female sexual pleasure, and he secretly rejoiced that it wouldn't affect him in the slightest. He also read that masturbating could lead to premature ejaculation because men who masturbate are afraid of being discovered and try to finish quickly, eventually developing a habit of premature ejaculation. Wenze followed the article's advice in reverse, relaxing his mindset each time he masturbated. He would stop immediately when he felt the urge to ejaculate, wait a while, and then continue. Gradually, he could masturbate hundreds of times without ejaculating, developing exceptional ejaculation control.

Wenze went from a junior high school student to a vocational school student, feeling like he had suddenly grown up and was no longer as immature as a little boy. Meanwhile, things were changing at his aunt's house. His uncle, thanks to his outstanding professional skills, was promoted to vice president of the company, earning more and becoming busier, frequently traveling for work, and rarely seeing him. His aunt, bored at home, spent her free time reading and eventually passed the National Judicial Examination, becoming a notary public, which astonished Wenze and his mother. His aunt always struggled with studying, so becoming a notary public was practically a dream come true, yet she did. His mother and Wenze even celebrated for her. The notary's job wasn't particularly demanding. His aunt's busiest daily task was childcare, but her younger brother was in elementary school right near their home, and his grandmother took care of pick-up and drop-off, so she wasn't too busy. My aunt, who has plenty of money and free time, often goes shopping with her colleagues, buying clothes and cosmetics, and dressing more and more like a young rich woman.

Most of her clothes are skirts, but she also buys some shirts, dresses, miniskirts, and many other styles, and stockings are an essential part of her wardrobe. Books say that stockings are a woman's second skin, and Wenze deeply understands the aptness of this statement. The stockings of today are no longer the thick, loose, low-quality ones Wenze used to see. Since the X-Sha brand of stockings went on sale, the three standards of pantyhose, tight-fitting, and ultra-thin seem to have become popular nationwide. Women are throwing away their old stockings and vying to buy these new stockings that make their legs look sexier. Needless to say, my aunt is definitely among these women.

Wenze used to only be fascinated by beautiful legs and didn't feel anything for women's breasts because no woman had ever made him notice them. Things are different now. My aunt's clothes are all form-fitting now, making her breasts look large and her waist small. While her breasts weren't particularly large to begin with—saying they were "double-breasted" would be an exaggeration—they were definitely a C-cup. These clothes accentuated them, making Wenze unable to look away. My aunt usually didn't wear pants, opting instead for skirts, mostly short skirts, to highlight her beautiful legs. She was about 1.65 meters tall, with a captivating, peach-blossom-like face, large eyes, slightly pouting lips, and long, flowing hair. She wore form-fitting tops and short skirts, tight-fitting flesh-colored sheer pantyhose, and high heels, showcasing her curves perfectly. Her long, slender legs peeked out from under the skirt, dazzling and tempting.

Wenze became increasingly aroused, almost always masturbating intensely after seeing his aunt. His initial guilt towards her had long since transformed into desire, and he dreamed of one day actually making love with her.

Vocational school students had a lot of free time, and most of the students, like Wenze, didn't like studying, spending their days smoking, drinking, and talking about women. The women the vocational school students talked about weren't just a small sample; many of them had already had sexual experience, lost their virginity, and then returned to school to boast about how good they were. Wenze disdained listening to their boasting. He felt that his sexual abilities were better than theirs, but unfortunately, he was still a virgin and had never even touched a woman, so he had no right to argue with them.

That day, as soon as the second period ended, Wenze and a few classmates skipped school and wandered the streets. They glanced at the pretty girls, commenting on their figures and looks. When they came to an old, run-down street, one of his classmates, who often boasted about his prowess, pointed and mysteriously said, "Look here, this is the famous 'hair washing street.' I heard they've got a lot of 'new stuff' these past few days, and the quality is pretty good."

Wenze had heard of the "hair washing street," but didn't know it was here. It was still a mysterious and alluring place for him, and he couldn't help but look around a few more times. The dilapidated street was nearly deserted, and all the shops on both sides were closed. Signs with suggestive words like "Spring Nightclub," "Love Hair Wash," and "Yearning Hair Salon" lined the street, each one inviting the imagination.

"What's wrong, Wenze? Getting itchy? Want to go check it out?"

his classmate teased. Wenze smiled but didn't reply.

Wenze was considered somewhat honest by his classmates. He just didn't want to get too close to those classmates who were too hooligan-like. He never went when they asked him to fight. He smoked and drank every time, and often treated them to meals. He had a pretty good relationship with his classmates. Knowing Wenze was still a virgin, his classmate adopted an old-fashioned tone and said, "Wenze, buddy, I have to talk to you. Don't think being a virgin is so noble. You're itching to get intimate, but you're pretending to be profound and not answering. Haven't you heard that for women, the later they lose their virginity, the better, because if they lose it early, they're worthless? For men, the earlier they lose their virginity, the better, because if they lose it late, they'll have less sexual experience. Take advantage of your youth and sleep with more women, hone your skills, and get any diseases early so you can satisfy women later! Just imagine, your wife is naked in bed, legs spread, waiting for you to have her, and you can't get an erection because of some disease. How heartbroken would your wife be? If you can't satisfy her, she'll have to find someone else who can, and then you'd be cuckolded, hahaha!"

"Get lost! You're the one who's sick! Your dick is cuckolded!"

Wenze laughed and kicked him, pondering his friend's words.

Yeah, I'm still a virgin. Even though I've masturbated countless times, it's still just masturbation. What if I ever have a real chance to have sex with my aunt and I ejaculate instantly without any experience? That would be so embarrassing! Besides, those guys at school always brag so much, acting all high and mighty. What's with all that arrogance? So what if I slept with a woman? So what if I had sex? My dick is better than all of yours! Especially this guy in front of me, acting all high and mighty, like he's the only one in the world who's ever slept with a woman. Wenze immediately made a defiant decision: Damn it, tonight I'm coming to the hair salon street to see what's so mysterious about it. First, to become a man, and second, for that one-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Forward! Forward! Say goodbye to my virginity! Forward!

Chapter 3:

When the hair salon first appeared, Wenze was puzzled for a while. Aren't haircuts and hair washing usually done together in a hair salon? Isn't it too much trouble to open a separate hair salon? What if a hair dryer or shaving parlor pops up one day? Wouldn't that create chaos? Later, he realized that the "hair salon" truly lived up to its name; it really did wash hair, but instead of human heads, it washed penises. Some women, whether lazy or driven by poverty, found an easy way to make a living and boldly embraced it, with the ranks showing signs of growing. However, not all the members were beautiful; many were rather unattractive. But being less attractive had its advantages: it was cheap, enriching the nightlife of low-income people in small cities.

Wenze, influenced by his meticulous father, always considered all aspects of a situation before acting to prevent mistakes. However, some situations were beyond his imagination, such as prostitution. After making up my mind in the morning, I lied and said goodbye to my classmate in a hurry and went home. When no one was home, I ran to my parents' room drawer and looked for condoms. I found one in a small box and took it. Then I thought it was wrong. If my parents found out, I wouldn't be able to explain it. Maybe my parents are careful and they just counted the condoms. If they suspected that my partner had used it secretly, then family conflicts would be inevitable. He put the condom back, silently thinking about what he should be careful about that night. Having never been to a brothel before, he couldn't think of anything, only a few things he'd heard: First, to prevent STDs, he had to use condoms. He couldn't bring the ones from home, but he could buy some at the pharmacy; that wasn't a problem. Second, he shouldn't carry too much money, just enough for his needs. He'd heard many stories of people being extorted for money after soliciting prostitutes. Third, preventing a police raid was also important. He needed to have a backup plan, like a window. If he got caught, he was done for. If his aunt knew he'd been to a brothel, he'd be too ashamed to face her. If there was no way out, he'd rather not go…

After lunch, Wenze left home, unable to concentrate on class. He found a park, lay down on the grass, and slept all afternoon. His mind was far from calm; he even felt that same panic he'd had when he was in middle school, worried about having his penis cut off. He drifted off to sleep, and when he opened his eyes, it was already past 7 a.m. Early autumn nights come early; it was almost completely dark. Wenze quickly called his mother to tell her he would be playing basketball late and was going out to dinner with his classmates. His mother told him to come home early and hung up. Wenze was so excited he had no appetite. He stretched and stomped his foot, trying to calm himself down. "Calm down, don't get excited, calm down, don't panic..." he

told himself, heading straight for the nearest pharmacy.

Wenze walked slowly down the street lined with hair salons, replaying the scene at the pharmacy in his mind. He hoped to find a male clerk to get him condoms, so he wouldn't be too embarrassed. But when he entered the store, he was stunned. All the clerks were young women. He wanted to leave but then remembered there were no other pharmacies nearby. Reluctantly, he went to the counter, found the condoms, and blushed, whispering, "I want this..."

"Which one? This one or this one?"

the female clerk asked loudly, not having heard him clearly. Wenze lowered his head even further, feeling tormented. He didn't speak, just pointed. The female shop assistant chuckled and handed him one. He paid and left immediately, just as he breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he worried that a condom might not be safe enough; what if it broke? In the end, his fear of contracting a disease prevailed, and he forced himself to go back and buy another one, despite his embarrassment.

This ordeal had greatly diminished Wenze's courage. He wanted to go home, but he was reluctant to leave without doing anything. At this time, the hair salon street was no longer the desolate scene it had been during the day. Every door was wide open, welcoming customers. Dim pink or purple lights created an ambiguous atmosphere. Through the large, transparent French windows, one could clearly see women sitting inside wearing sheer stockings and veils. Some shops also had one or two people standing at their entrances, seductively enticing passersby. Wenze put his hands in his pockets, trying his best to appear nonchalant as he strolled along. The girls found this amusing; everyone knew what this street was for, and who would come here for a stroll? This was probably a pretentious newcomer, probably a student, and quite good-looking. "Handsome young man...come in and sit down...it's very comfortable inside!" "Handsome...come here...I missed you..."

the girls called out to Wenze in their sweet, coquettish voices.

After walking for a while, Wenze was already somewhat disappointed. There were plenty of girls on this street, but their quality was shockingly low. This was understandable; the income level of residents in Wenze's small county was low, and the high-quality, high-priced girls had all gone to the big cities to seek their fortune. Only some third-rate girls occupied this place with their cheap prices. They were all heavily made up, but their looks and figures were very average. One plump girl, dressed provocatively, stood at the door, making Wenze feel sorry for her as a woman, and even more sorry for the business of her little shop. Wenze was of above-average appearance, and his 1.8-meter height added to his appeal. His long-term basketball training had given him a muscular and explosive physique. Some of the less attractive girls in his class often called him handsome. While he didn't think being called handsome by these girls was anything to be proud of, he was still secretly pleased—who wouldn't want to be complimented on their looks? But the moment that chubby girl called him "handsome" in a high-pitched voice, Wenze felt a chill run down his spine. He immediately felt the word "handsome" had become incredibly derogatory.

Wenze didn't want to give his long-held virginity to a fat and ugly woman. He continued walking, deciding to compare prices; surely there would be a few prettier girls on such a long street. However, the further he went into the back alleys, the worse the quality of the girls became. Some of the pretty ones had figures that lacked femininity. Wenze gradually lost heart, feeling utterly disappointed.

He walked to the last shop, thinking he'd just look at the girls' faces and then go back, not expecting to see any beauties. "Love and Passion Hair Salon..."

Wenze muttered the name, looking inside to find the door open but no one there. He thought, "The last one and I can't even find anyone. What a bad day!" Just as he was about to turn back, the inner door opened, and a tall woman emerged. She had a relatively delicate face, average looks, and looked to be around 23-25 years old. Her low-cut, super-short dress accentuated her somewhat voluptuous figure. Wenze thought she was a little prettier than the other girls, at least her figure was womanly, but he still wasn't interested. But when she walked to the light in the middle of the room, Wenze was immediately drawn to her.

She was wearing Wenze's favorite stockings; although her legs weren't as beautiful as his aunt's, they were still acceptable. Because the dress was so short, a bit of the stocking edge was showing, and she wore high-heeled sandals. Her sexy outfit immediately made Wenze stop at the door.

That's her! Wenze excitedly confirmed his target; tonight, he hadn't been disappointed.

"Want a shampoo, sir? Come in and have a seat." The woman noticed Wenze standing at the door, looking him over, and called him in. "Oh, okay," Wenze replied and went into the shop. He stood awkwardly in the room, his hands still in his pockets, trying to look cool. Actually, he was pinching his thigh with his hands in his pockets, using the pain to calm himself down; otherwise, he wasn't sure if he could stop his legs from trembling. "Want a shampoo or a massage, sir?"

the woman asked softly. "Um... um... I... I'll have a shampoo," Wenze blushed. He thought he would be taken straight to the back room for sex as soon as he came in, but he didn't expect there to be other services, so he just said it casually.

"Okay, sir, come into the back room. Xiaohui, you can watch for a bit."

She said to a woman who had just come in from outside. "Don't... don't call me 'sir'... I think you're older than me..."

Wenze said softly. The two women were taken aback and then laughed. "Okay, then we can call you handsome, right? Little handsome..."

the woman said, leading Wenze into the back room.

The inner room contained a coffee table, a single bed, and an old sofa. Some clothes and stockings were on the bed, instantly creating a lewd atmosphere. Was he finally going to have sex with a woman? Wenze's heart pounded wildly. All the precautions he had prepared at home were completely forgotten, replaced by sheer nervousness. "Is this your first time, handsome?"

the woman asked, noticing Wenze's embarrassed expression. "Um...yes..."

Wenze's voice came in barely a whisper. "Hehe, a little nervous, huh? You're not still a virgin, are you?"

the woman teased. "Um...yes...hehe..."

Wenze scratched his head sheepishly, not denying it.

The woman's expression slowly changed from surprise to delight. "Oh my, what luck I have today! I even ran into Brother Tong! I've hit the jackpot!"

she exclaimed, then eagerly began to undress. "What's your name?"

Wenze mustered his courage to ask. "I want to remember who I gave my first time to, so I can reminisce later."

"Just call me Xiaofei."

"Okay, since you're older than me, I'll call you Sister Fei."

"Sure, I'm happy to have such a handsome younger brother."

At this moment, Xiaofei took off all her clothes, and Wenze saw a white body. She wasn't wearing a bra, her large breasts were slightly sagging, and her nipples were dark; she wasn't wearing underwear, only flesh-colored pantyhose, and her dark pubic hair was clearly visible. It was the first time Wenze had seen a woman's naked body, especially one wearing stockings, and he found it dazzling.

Although Xiaofei's figure was far inferior to his aunt's, the stimulation of her nakedness immediately made Wenze's penis stand erect. Would his aunt look like this when she was naked? Wenze thought of his aunt again—no, she should be prettier than her. His aunt had such a great figure, such firm breasts… No, no, how could he compare his elegant aunt to a woman like this?

Wenze shook his head to clear his mind. Forget it, don't think so much. It's just for exercising his penis anyway, this one is good enough, at least much better than that fat lady.

“Wow~ You're a real young man, quick reflexes! What are you standing there for? Take off your clothes, or do you prefer to do it with your clothes on? Hehe.”

Seeing the small tent in Wenze's pants, Xiaofei sat on the bed and teased him again. Wenze quickly took off his clothes, forgetting even to take out his condom, and climbed naked onto the bed, sitting opposite Xiaofei. He stopped Xiaofei, who was about to take off her pantyhose, saying, "I like looking at stockings, don't take them off."

"Hehe, you're not that old, but you have this hobby. Good, you've come to the right person today. Most people don't know how to do this. I'll show you my skills. Sit up against the headboard, and I'll serve you."

Saying this, she pressed Wenze against the headboard, sat opposite him, and used her hands to support herself on the bed. She lifted her stockinged feet and began to rub her penis up and down.

Wenze immediately felt his blood rush to his head. The stockinged feet of a woman, which he had only imagined before, were now real in front of him, and they were clamping his penis. Her white and tender legs, made of stockings, moved up and down, and her pubic hair was faintly visible, stimulating Wenze's nerves. The silky feeling on his penis made him tremble all over. "Is it comfortable?"

"Comfortable... ah... so good... ah..." Wenze's excited expression was somewhat distorted, and he could no longer speak clearly.

"Don't get too excited, try this again."

Xiaofei stretched her left leg forward, using the back of her foot to straighten his penis, then lifted her right foot and rubbed the glans with the sole of her foot. The glans felt intense stimulation, and after about ten strokes, Wenze couldn't hold back any longer. "Ah! I came! Ah!"

Wenze roared, a large amount of thick semen shooting onto the soles of Xiaofei's feet. Some of the semen that wasn't blocked by the soles flew into the air and landed on Xiaofei's stockinged legs, turning her stockings into semen-covered stockings…

After calming down, Wenze sat painfully on the bed, utterly dejected. Was he really sick? Had that classmate really been right? Normally, it would take him at least twenty minutes and hundreds of strokes to ejaculate, so why was it so fast just now? He ejaculated in less than two minutes. Did he ejaculate prematurely when he met a real woman? It was ridiculous that he even thought about having sex with his aunt; he was really overestimating himself!

"Sigh…"

Wenze sighed sadly, running his hands through his hair without saying a word.

"What's wrong?"

Wenze didn't answer, his blank gaze fixed to the side.

"What's wrong? Did you go crazy after just one time?"

Wenze remained dazed.

"Are you upset that you were too quick, that you're useless?"

"Mmm..."

Wenze responded, his voice trembling with a hint of tears. "Hey! I thought it was something serious. Looks like you weren't lying to me, you really are a virgin!"

These words were like heavenly music to Wenze right now. He abruptly looked up at Xiaofei. What? This isn't a big deal?

Does it have to be this fast?

Xiao Fei took off her semen-stained pantyhose and wiped her legs, then started wiping Wenze's penis, saying as she did so, "I can tell you're usually the obedient, well-behaved guy. Let me give you a sex lesson. Guys usually finish very quickly the first time. Who isn't excited the first time, especially a virgin like you who's never seen a woman before? It's even easier to get excited, and when you get excited, your penis gets hard, and you're about to ejaculate

. But it'll get better gradually; it won't always be this fast. Today, I'm in a good mood, so I'll give you a full service, hehe, and also test if you'll still be so fast the second time." Wenze was secretly pleased. So that's how it is; it makes sense. He was indeed too excited earlier. But what did she mean by "full service"?

Before Wenze could think further, he felt his penis being enveloped by a warm, moist object. Looking down, he saw Xiao Fei kneeling between his legs, sucking on his penis with her mouth. Wenze's head went blank again. Good heavens! She can use her mouth?! This is too perverted! Isn't the mouth for kissing? She can suck on a penis?!

The penis, which had just ejaculated, seemed to want to see what had made it feel so good, and it rose again, even harder than before. Wenze sat there, grimacing, his mind blank.

"Slurp...slurp..."

A sucking sound came, and Xiaofei was swallowing and spitting out Wenze's penis as if she were eating an ice cream. "Oh...your is so big..."

She was very satisfied with the reaction of Wenze's penis. She didn't dare to stimulate the glans with her tongue, afraid that this virgin would ejaculate again. She wanted to have some fun today.

"Okay, come on, little brother, taste the flavor of a woman, come on..."

Xiaofei then sat up and lay down again, spreading her legs and opening her labia with her hands. Clear mucus was already flowing out.

Wenze didn't move, staring intently at Xiaofei's genitals, as if trying to shove his eyes inside. "Come on, I've already opened the door for you, what are you waiting for? Honestly, are you stupid again? Sigh, there's nothing I can do."

Xiaofei waited for a while and seeing that Wenze didn't intend to move, she had no choice but to get up again and push Wenze onto the bed. She didn't intend to let a virgin wear a condom, and guided his large penis to the entrance of her vagina, sitting down abruptly.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

They both cried out at the same time, but the volume was different, with the louder one coming from Wenze. Xiaofei felt her lower body instantly filled up. She hadn't experienced such a thick penis in a long time. She supported herself on Wenze's body and quickly squatted and began to masturbate. Wenze felt a heat and tightness different from his mouth. Was this the feeling of a woman's vagina? Was this sex? Hot and wet, it felt so fucking amazing! I was such a fool to keep my virginity and pretend to be high-minded before! Seeing Xiaofei's breasts swinging wildly due to her vigorous movements, Wenze instinctively grabbed them, letting Xiaofei ride him.

Perhaps because he had just ejaculated, Wenze didn't feel the urge to ejaculate this time; his penis was a little numb and not as sensitive as before, but the pleasure had increased. "Ah... I'm tired... little brother, come and do it with your sister..."

After sitting for about ten minutes, Xiaofei lay down on the bed again and spread her legs. Without hesitation, Wenze immediately got up and inserted his penis into her vagina. Unfortunately, although he had read many books and masturbated for a long time, he ultimately had no actual sexual experience. He was a complete theoretical giant but a practical dwarf. After a few attempts, he couldn't find the entrance. Finally, Xiaofei guided his directionally challenged penis to the door, and Wenze immediately rushed in without hesitation, thrusting forcefully.

"Ah... be gentle, you're hurting me... slow down... you're too rough..."

Wenze had no technique whatsoever, only knowing how to fuck hard, relying on his youth. His penis felt like it was about to explode, his hands gripping Xiaofei's breasts tightly, thrusting into her with all his might. This time, Xiaofei couldn't speak clearly; the powerful thrusts made her feel like she was flying. Her legs wrapped around Wenze's waist, her heels pressing down on his buttocks, while her own buttocks were already off the bed. The sounds of their bodies slapping together were incessant, the sheets beneath them soaked and sticky, but neither of them cared at that moment.

"Slap slap slap slap slap..."

More than 20 minutes passed, Xiaofei's buttocks were already a little numb from the thrusts, and Wenze finally reached the edge of ejaculation. Suddenly, he felt a gush of hot water pour over his glans, and her vagina tightened even more. He thrust hard a few more times, and then roared as he ejaculated hot semen...

Chapter 4

I'm a man now!

Wenze sat in the classroom, beaming, reminiscing about yesterday's events. After their passionate lovemaking the previous night, Xiaofei was in high spirits, having not experienced that squeezing and struggling pleasure in a long time. Since Wenze was still a virgin, she made an exception and didn't charge him, even inviting him to come back in a few days. Wenze was also completely confident in his sexual abilities because of the quality of their second encounter—not just confident, but extremely satisfied. Such a hard penis, such powerful thrusts; although the duration wasn't very long, he considered himself quite capable. However, Wenze was still a little scared. He had been too excited yesterday and forgotten all the precautions. Everything else was fine, but the crucial point was that he had forgotten to bring a condom. Luckily, he didn't feel anything in his penis, otherwise, it would have been a big problem.

For a while afterward, Wenze frequently went to Xiaofei for sex, and at Wenze's request, Xiaofei always wore stockings when she had sex with him. At first, Wenze would ejaculate rather quickly upon seeing beautiful legs in stockings, finishing in just over 10 minutes. With more practice, he gradually gained control, eventually lasting over 40 minutes before ejaculating. The more he had sex, the thicker and harder his penis became, giving him inexhaustible stamina each time.

Xiaofei also introduced Wenze to many different types of stockings. He had only seen ordinary pantyhose and stockings before, but through Xiaofei, he learned that pantyhose came in many varieties, such as split crotch and openwork designs. As for stockings, there were even more types, including suspender stockings, lace-trimmed ones, and a whole host of other styles. Compared to Xiaofei, his aunt's stockings seemed too monotonous. Wenze wanted to have his aunt wear different stockings for him to have sex with sometime.

Among these stockings, Wenze was most interested in the wide-lace suspender stockings, as they exuded a sexy and decadent aura. The first time he encountered suspender stockings, Wenze was incredibly excited, grabbing Xiaofei's legs and thrusting wildly, resulting in her wetting the bed.

Wenze didn't regret giving his first time to a prostitute; on the contrary, he was quite fortunate. Although Xiaofei was a prostitute, she was also a good teacher. Many men's premature ejaculation and erectile dysfunction are psychological. If it weren't for Xiaofei's guidance during their first time having sex, Wenze might have lost confidence and actually developed premature ejaculation. In the days that followed, Xiaofei taught Wenze many sex positions and techniques, such as the woman-on-top supine position, the lotus position, and the rear-entry position, which Wenze mastered. Xiaofei also used many oral sex techniques on Wenze, making him feel extremely satisfied, and he couldn't wait for his aunt to give him a few blowjobs as well. However, he was somewhat averse to the 69 position and had never done it with Xiaofei. It wasn't because he disliked the position; on the contrary, he was very interested in it. He just felt that Xiaofei had been with too many men. He was fine with penile penetration, but he didn't want to kiss the places where other men's penises had penetrated. In fact, deep down, he still looked down on Xiaofei for being a prostitute. If it were 69 with his aunt, he would definitely not refuse.

After finding a sexual partner, Wenze's longing for his aunt dimmed somewhat, and he devoted himself entirely to his sexual pursuits. This continued until two months later when the brothel street was shut down and Xiaofei went to another city to make a living. Only then did Wenze's life return to normal, and his desire for his aunt reignited. This incident also led Wenze to stop masturbating, only doing so when he absolutely had to, and not frequently at all, indirectly correcting his masturbation habit.

Xiaofei's departure didn't affect Wenze much. His feelings for Xiaofei were purely sexual infatuation; unlike some naive young men who develop feelings for their first sexual partner, he only felt a little regretful that he would have no one to have sex with anymore. After that, Wenze never visited a prostitute again. He vaguely felt that if he did, he would be betraying his beloved aunt.

Later, internet cafes appeared in the county town, and young people like Wenze became regulars. Wenze had done well in computer science at school and quickly mastered the use of common software such as web browsing and online chat.

The sheer volume of information online is overwhelming, and as the saying goes, "a large forest has all kinds of birds," meaning that within this vast amount of information, pornography and violence abound.

Wenze had also visited many pornographic websites and discovered adult literature that perfectly suited his taste. He was particularly fascinated by the numerous incestuous stories, though he had reservations about the depictions of the female protagonists' actions in some of these stories.

For example, in some mother-son incest stories, the son was described as wanting to save his virginity for his mother, so when he took her, he would ejaculate very quickly, leaving the mother unsatisfied. This would lead to guilt for the son and regret for the mother. However, the mother would then gently comfort her son, saying it was okay, that it was normal the first time, and the son would regain his virility, resulting in a happy ending for everyone.

Wenze felt that such a thing was unethical. Because a mother or other female elder is still an elder, even if she's sexually frustrated, she won't easily overcome the psychological hurdle when having sex with a blood relative. No matter the reason, there will always be a knot in her heart. Perhaps she didn't think much about it when her desire was aroused, but if the younger man didn't satisfy her, the hurdle in her heart will become very high after the passion fades, and the knot will grow larger. The rational side of mothers or female elders will feel ashamed of their previous promiscuity, and the erotic side will feel regret for having finally let go and done such a despicable thing, only to still not be satisfied. Therefore, the possibility of having sex again is slim, because they can't find a reason to convince themselves to have sex with a younger person again, neither psychologically nor physiologically. This is the tragedy of virgins.

Wenze thought that if incest were to actually happen, the protagonist would have to be an experienced veteran. He would fuck her hard, letting her mother or older female relatives' thirsty bodies feast on their desires, experiencing unprecedented pleasure, like parched land receiving a downpour, exhilarating and irresistible. After things calmed down, when they recalled the scene, the frenzied feeling would make them unable to resist, leading to frequent sex. Although they knew what they were doing was wrong, the last vestiges of their reason had been crippled by the stimulation of sex.

After graduating from vocational school, the job market was already very bleak; many college graduates couldn't find work, let alone Wenze, a vocational school graduate. Wenze's mother anxiously approached his aunt, asking her husband to help find Wenze a job. His uncle, now a vice president of a company, had connections with various organizations, and with little effort, Wenze landed a job at a state-owned enterprise, doing odd jobs in the office.

These past few days, Wenze's workplace needed some things notarized at the notary office. Knowing that Wenze's aunt worked there, the supervisor instructed Wenze to contact her. Wenze took the company bus to the Justice Bureau, thinking about his aunt on the way.

Over the years, his aunt had always occupied a place in Wenze's heart, and he had begun to envy his uncle, envying his uncle's ability to hold such a perfect and beautiful aunt every night. However, in the past few months, something seemed off between his uncle and aunt. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but on the surface, they just weren't as affectionate anymore. His uncle didn't come to Wenze's house as often; it was usually his aunt who came alone or with her younger brother, and quite frequently at that. Wenze assumed it was because his uncle and aunt had become like an old married couple and had lost interest, and he secretly cursed his uncle for being ungrateful, wondering how he could be bored with such a beauty as his aunt.

The bus turned a corner into the Justice Bureau compound, interrupting Wenze's thoughts. Since the Justice Bureau wasn't far from his home, he got off and told the driver to go home. Holding the documents, Wenze jogged to his aunt's office on the third floor and knocked. "Come in,"

a pleasant voice called out. Wenze pushed open the door and saw his aunt photocopying documents. "Oh, Wenze's here. What brings you here, high-ranking official?"

"Auntie, don't be so modest. I'm just a worker, not even a high-ranking official. Anyway, my boss asked me to give you these documents. Take a look."

Wenze replied with a wry smile. "Hehe, sit down and wait a bit. I'll be done photocopying these few pages." Wenze

deliberately sat down on the sofa behind his aunt, slowly admiring her. His aunt was 32 years old this year, no longer the carefree young girl she once was. She had become much more mature, exuding the charm of a young woman. Her judicial uniform top was pushed high by her chest, highlighting her slender waist. A section of her calves, clad in sheer stockings, peeked out from under her short skirt, along with a pair of peep-toe stilettos, revealing a glimpse of her pink-painted toes. The allure of a mature woman was on full display.

"What are you looking at?"

Auntie turned her head at that moment and found Wenze staring at his legs.

"Looking at your shoes," Wenze said without changing his expression.

"What's wrong with the shoes? Aren't they pretty?"

"Who said they're not pretty? Auntie, tell me and I'll beat him up! How dare he question my taste!

Does he have a death wish?" "You smooth talker! You're just spouting nonsense."

"No nonsense, it's the truth. Auntie, aren't you tired wearing such high heels all the time? You're not short and need to wear platform shoes."

"Hehe, you don't understand, it's to make your legs look better. Nowadays, high heels all have platforms, they look high but aren't actually that tiring, and they really flatter your leg shape."

"Auntie, your legs are already so beautiful, why do you need to flatter them? You're beautiful, but you also have to have beautiful legs, what about other women? Do you have to be so captivating to be satisfied? Every man who sees you will be smitten!"

"You little rascal! You're even flirting with your aunt! Hehe, but I won't hold it against you because you're so sweet-talking."

Auntie really liked her nephew Wenze and doted on him. As Wenze grew up, her tone of voice towards him changed, and she had gotten used to these harmless jokes.

After carefully reviewing the documents and chatting with Wenze for a while, I told him after work that I was going to his house for dinner today. I hadn't seen my sister for almost a month and missed her. So we went to Wenze's house together. My mother was very happy to see my aunt and cooked a lot of delicious food, which Wenze thoroughly enjoyed.

Since almost no one works on Friday afternoons at public institutions, my aunt naturally didn't want to go either. After lunch, she and Wenze's mother went into the inner room to chat. Seeing that my aunt wasn't going to work, Wenze didn't want to go either. He called his workplace and lied that he had to go to the notary office in the afternoon, then stayed home and took a nap

. The food at lunch was a bit salty, and Wenze woke up thirsty after a while. He went to the living room to get some water. Passing by my mother's room, I noticed the door was ajar, and my mother and aunt were talking. Curious, Wenze went to the door to listen. The voices inside were very soft, but I vaguely heard them talking about my uncle. What happened to my uncle?

Wenze became even more curious and peeked through the crack in the door. He saw his aunt sitting on the edge of the bed in her pajamas, holding a tissue, her eyes red as if she had just been crying.

His aunt had often stayed at Wenze's house over the past year, and had brought a set of pajamas with her. Wenze figured his aunt and uncle must have had a fight, making her cry. His aunt's wife was honest and reserved, but she doted on his aunt. His aunt's tears must have come from something she couldn't tolerate. Seeing his aunt like this broke Wenze's heart. His uncle had gone too far; what had he done to make his aunt so upset? He couldn't help but curse his uncle and his ancestors in his mind, then sighed. Every family has its own troubles. After drinking the water, he felt sleepy again and didn't continue eavesdropping. Back in his room, feeling a bit hot, he took off his vest and changed into a smaller pair of boxer shorts. He figured he'd just wear them to bed and change back into shorts when he woke up; his aunt and mother wouldn't come in knowing he was sleeping. Wenze thought, climbing into bed without a blanket and falling asleep.

Around 3 PM, Wenze woke up needing to pee because he'd drunk too much water. His penis was throbbing. He rushed to the toilet barefoot, not even bothering to put on slippers. After relieving himself, he saw his aunt's peep-toe high heels neatly placed at the living room door, and lust surged within him. He glanced back at his mother's bedroom door; it was closed. His father had lunch at work and wouldn't be home in the afternoon, and his mother had also gone to work. He figured only his aunt was sleeping inside. Reassured, Wenze picked up the high heels and held them to his nose. The faint scent of feet made his penis hard again. He inserted the head of his penis into the shoe, imagining his aunt's beautiful feet rubbing against it.

"Mmm..."

A faint voice suddenly came from the inner room, startling Wenze, who quickly stopped what he was doing.

Wasn't his aunt asleep? How dangerous! Luckily, she hadn't come out. Wenze put down his shoes, wanting to hurry back to his room, when suddenly a thought struck him! Why did his aunt's voice sound so much like moaning during sex? Why was she moaning in the inner room with the door closed? No, I have to check.

Wenze's house was an old-fashioned building, with a small, high window in the living room connecting to the inner room. He gently moved a chair to the window, stood on it, and peered inside. His aunt was lying on the bed, her face buried in the pillow, her left hand on her chest, while her right hand was inside her pajama bottoms, moving about.

His aunt was masturbating! Wenze already knew from Xiaofei that women also masturbate, and often more frequently than men.

Judging from her suppressed moans and vigorous hand movements, her aunt hadn't had sex in a long time. Wenze was shocked that his aunt, who always appeared dignified and elegant, would masturbate. After a brief moment of shock, his penis hardened again. He gripped his penis and stroked it, watching his aunt intently.

"Mmm... ah..."

"Oh... oh..."

His aunt's suppressed moans echoed through the house, while Wenze, sitting on a chair in the living room, also moaned with pleasure. In the inner and outer rooms of the house, the aunt and nephew were simultaneously masturbating, with the nephew acting as a voyeur.

Soon, the aunt's right hand moved faster and faster. With a long cry, her body arched and stopped moving. Wenze, outside, also cupped his glans with his palm and ejaculated violently...
Chapter 5, March 17

: Xu Rou was the youngest in her family, with an older brother and sister. Her parents hadn't intended to have any more children, and they thought they were too old to have any problems, so they lowered their guard. However, they underestimated the power of the human reproductive system and she became pregnant with Xu Rou. The elderly couple couldn't bear to abort her and risked the dangers of advanced maternal age to give birth to her.

The elderly couple, who had Xu Rou late in life, doted on her. From a young age, Xu Rou was pampered and given whatever she wanted. Even as a child, Xu Rou was beautiful, with a cute baby face, big eyes, and long eyelashes. Photo studios would display her picture as a signboard, and neighbors constantly praised her. Her parents were very proud of their beautiful and adorable child.

As Xu Rou grew older, her parents became stricter with her, constantly teaching her not to be arrogant, but to be humble and polite, and to behave like a girl in her daily life, not running around with boys all the time. Xu Rou was very obedient; she did whatever her parents asked, studied hard, and avoided contact with boys until high school.

In high school, Xu Rou blossomed into an even more beautiful young woman, with a pure and slender figure, and excellent grades, becoming quite famous at school. This attracted a swarm of boys who flocked to her like flies. Xu Rou wasn't particularly bothered by her classmates' advances; on the contrary, she was quite pleased with her charm. However, her smile faded when this charm attracted the attention of some local thugs.

These hooligans, dressed in a sleazy manner, loitered near the school gate all day, snapping their fingers and whistling at any pretty girl who passed by. Some of the bolder ones would even grab girls and demand dates. Xu Rou was their primary target. During that time, these thugs would harass her every time they saw her leaving school, terrifying her. She wouldn't dare speak, clutching her schoolbag and running away, afraid they would catch her, until she reached home.

Xu Rou's brother noticed that his little sister had recently gained a lot of appetite and asked her why she was eating so much. Xu Rou replied that running obviously required more energy than walking, and then told her brother about it. Her brother was furious and told her not to worry, he would take care of it the next day.

The next afternoon after school, Xu Rou's brother gathered a group of friends and rushed to her school. At the school gate, they saw several tall boys surrounding Xu Rou. Enraged, the brother yelled "Beat those bastards up!" and led the charge. The group beat the boys until they were crying and screaming. The thugs nearby, seeing this, realized Xu Rou had hired people to deal with them. Luckily, a few unlucky ones held the line, and then they all slipped away.

Xu Rou cried and screamed for him to stop. Her brother was puzzled as to why his sister was stopping him from beating the thugs. Was she addicted to being harassed? Before he could figure it out, the school's physical education teacher, who had arrived after hearing the commotion, grabbed his shoulder and demanded to know why he was beating a student. Only then did the brother realize that the boys lying on the ground groaning in pain were all high school students, their backpacks scattered on the ground. Today, several students from the school's basketball team, taking advantage of their height and size, arranged to escort Xu Rou home from school in the afternoon to protect her from harassment. They hoped Xu Rou would be moved and agree to be one of their girlfriends. However, instead of being moved, they were mistaken for hooligans and even beaten up by the brother of the student they were supposed to protect. It was incredibly

humiliating. Xu Rou and her brother explained the incident to the teacher and agreed to pay for the injured student's medical expenses before the teacher didn't call the police. Actually, the teacher didn't want the incident to become too public. Xu Rou felt very sorry for the basketball team members and apologized to each of them, begging them not to tell anyone, as it was too embarrassing. Although the basketball team members were badly beaten, they only suffered minor injuries. They were used to exercising and weren't afraid of such blows. Besides, since their goddess had spoken up, they had to give her face and promised to keep it a secret.

Many students witnessed the incident after school, but few understood the reason behind it. They only knew that the group of guys had beaten her very badly, and that Xu Rou had hired them. It was speculated that some basketball players, after failing to meet Xu Rou, were still persistent and harassed her at the school gate, so Xu Rou hired them to beat them up.

The rumors grew increasingly outrageous, eventually becoming that Xu Rou had complicated social connections, was associated with many thugs, and had a bad temper; anyone who dared to ask her out would immediately be beaten. Xu Rou found these claims both laughable and frustrating. She tried to explain, but explanations were just cover-ups, and cover-ups were the truth; no one believed her.

The boys who had surrounded her vanished like flies after being sprayed with insecticide. Even some girls spoke to Xu Rou tremblingly, afraid of accidentally provoking this "big sister's" temper.

Xu Rou's once-celebrated popularity vanished, leaving her ignored and feeling deeply disappointed. Gradually, she stopped paying attention to others and didn't want to talk to them either. Her grades dropped significantly, and she eventually got into an ordinary university. Even in university, Xu Rou wasn't very enthusiastic towards her classmates, especially the boys. The events of high school remained a shadow in her heart, and she didn't date during her three years of university until she met her husband, Sun Peng, after graduation.

Sun Peng was a year older than Xu Rou. When Xu Rou went to his company for an internship after graduating from university, he immediately fell in love with this beautiful girl. However, being introverted, he didn't know how to pursue her. Besides meals, he couldn't think of any other way, so he repeatedly asked Xu Rou out to dinner, blushing. Many people were interested in Xu Rou, and she had many suitors, but when Xu Rou saw those smooth-talking men, she thought of the hooligans she had encountered in high school and felt no interest, even feeling some disgust. She was only drawn to the honest and reliable Sun Peng.

Sun Peng was honest and steady, but he didn't know how to say sweet words or do anything romantic, which Xu Rou found somewhat regrettable. Xu Rou, who had never been in a relationship before, longed for a more romantic first love. However, aside from lacking romance, Sun Peng treated her very well in every other way; he was a good, practical man. He was always well-behaved on dates and never made any advances towards her. Influenced by her mother's teachings, Xu Rou believed that marriage required finding an honest and faithful man, otherwise life would be unstable. Finally, under Sun Peng's persistent pursuit, Xu Rou married him.

Married life was sweet. Sun Peng's family found her a job, freeing her from unemployment, for which she was very grateful. Having always been pampered at home, she began to learn to do housework, cleaning and laundry, wanting to put Sun Peng in a good mood as soon as he came home. Sun Peng always refused, saying that a wife is meant to be cherished, not treated like a maid. This moved Xu Rou even more, confirming that she hadn't married the wrong person.

After Xu Rou became pregnant, Sun Peng wouldn't let her do any work at all, pampering her excessively. Even Xu Rou's mother couldn't bear it and wanted Xu Rou to do some chores so as not to tire Sun Peng out. Sun Peng would always smile and protect Xu Rou, not letting her move, and continue doing his own thing. Later, after their son was born, the joyful atmosphere at home intensified, and Xu Rou's mother-in-law also moved in to help take care of the baby.

Xu Rou's mother-in-law's love for her grandson was no less than that of Sun Peng and Xu Rou. Except when she handed him over to Xu Rou for breastfeeding, she held him the whole time and never let go. Xu Rou was happy to have some free time and exercised at home, trying to regain her pre-pregnancy figure as soon as possible.

Xu Rou had always been very conscious of her figure. On their wedding night, she asked Sun Peng what he liked about her. Sun Peng shyly replied that besides her beauty, he was also attracted to her figure, especially her long legs. This answer pleased Xu Rou, who was always confident in her legs, and she also wanted to maintain a perfect figure to remain attractive to her husband. She didn't have time to go to the gym and didn't want to spend the money. Every day at home, she would take a book, put it on the floor, and do leg exercises on her tiptoes. This was a leg-beautifying exercise method she had learned from a magazine, and she had maintained it for many years with great results. After more than half a year, her figure had returned to its pre-pregnancy state. Strangers wouldn't guess she was a mother. Every time Sun Peng took her out to eat with friends, he felt the envious glances from them, which greatly satisfied his vanity. He was overjoyed to have such a perfect wife.

Recently, Sun Peng was promoted to department manager at his company due to his outstanding technical skills. Xu Rou was very happy and prepared a feast to celebrate, also having some drinks. Sun Peng's alcohol tolerance was average; he blushed after just a little. Looking at his wife's perfect face across from him, and recalling her soft moans in bed, he was overcome with lust. As they ate, Xu Rou noticed the hunger in Sun Peng's eyes and knew he wanted it. Blushing, she said, "What are you doing? Don't you recognize me

after seeing me every day? Can't you even eat properly?" "Wife, you're so beautiful. I can't get enough of looking at you."

Xu Rou was both shy and delighted. Then Sun Peng carried her into the bedroom.

Their naked bodies intertwined, and Sun Peng caressed her, kissing her lips. Xu Rou was aroused by his touch and actively grabbed her husband's penis, guiding it to the entrance. "Come on, husband...give it to me..."

Sun Peng thrust his hips in, entering her and immediately began to move. "Oh...so good...husband..." Xu Rou gently hugged Sun Peng, enjoying the pleasure of their lovemaking. But less than five minutes later, heavy breathing filled the air. "

Wait a minute, husband...oh...do it a little longer..." Xu Rou knew Sun Peng was about to ejaculate and hurriedly said, wanting to savor the feeling a little longer. Unfortunately, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt his penis begin to throb and ejaculate...

Sun Peng lay down satisfied and fell asleep. He always felt so good after sex that he would sleep for a while. Xu Rou covered her genitals with toilet paper and went to the bathroom to clean herself. She wasn't particularly interested in sex, but her desire only became strong after being aroused. Sun Peng's sex was always straightforward; he would thrust in and move immediately, finishing in a maximum of five minutes. Later, at Xu Rou's request, he added a rule of foreplay before penetration.

Xu Rou was a traditional woman and had never seen adult films. She had never read pornography; Sun Peng was her first and only man. She thought that was just how men were and never blamed her husband for his feelings. As she got older, she felt her desires were growing stronger, and she felt very eager every time they made love. Unfortunately, Sun Peng's sexual ability hadn't improved; he was still limited to five minutes, which disappointed her.

A few years later, Sun Peng continued to rise through the ranks through his own efforts, becoming the company's vice president. With a higher position came more responsibilities. Xu Rou also became a notary public, and her mother-in-law, worried that they would be too busy with work, brought their child to live with her.

One day, Xu Rou's sister came to her, asking her to ask Sun Peng to help find a job for Wenze, who had just graduated. Xu Rou had watched Wenze grow up, from a chubby little boy with a round face to his handsome, chiseled features, from a toddler learning to walk to his current 1.8-meter-tall stature. The tall woman remarked on how quickly time flew by.

She adored her nephew and immediately agreed to her sister's request. That evening, as soon as Sun Peng got home, Xu Rou told him she needed him to help Wenze find a job, specifying a few requirements: the work couldn't be too strenuous, the pay couldn't be too low, and the location couldn't be too remote. Sun Peng teased her, saying even Wenze's mother didn't have so many demands, yet she, as his aunt, was so concerned. Xu Rou replied, "I only have this one nephew, and he only has me as his aunt. If I don't love him, who will I love?" Sun Peng smiled and said, "You can't just love your nephew; you have to love your husband too. How are you going to thank me for asking for my help?" Xu Rou blushed. "Hmph, you're asking for a favor and you're making conditions? Come on..."

With that, the two stripped naked, filling the room with a passionate atmosphere...

The next day, Sun Peng contacted a leader of a state-owned enterprise. This enterprise had many business dealings with Sun Peng's company and often needed their help. Hearing Sun Peng's request, they readily agreed.

Sun Peng's company frequently had projects to work on but lacked the necessary construction qualifications. Each time, they would find qualified companies to sign contracts for the work. Sun Peng was in charge of the technical aspects, representing the client in fully supervising the contractor's work to prevent violations.

Wang Hu was one of the installers... The project manager had already secured all the project supervisors for his section, except for Sun Peng, the big spender. He frequently invited Sun Peng to dinner, hoping Sun Peng would loosen his grip like the other supervisors, allowing him to earn more. Sun Peng didn't want to go to these meals, but eventually succumbed to Wang Hu's enthusiasm and went. However, it was just for dinner; he didn't mention work at all. After the meal, he remained stern and impartial, adhering to quality standards and scrutinizing every detail. He never accepted any bribes from Wang Hu, making Wang Hu grit his teeth in frustration. "Damn it," Wang Hu thought, "I refuse to believe I can't get you!" After work that day ,

Wang Hu came to Sun Peng's office again and invited him to sit down. Sun Peng, who often went out to eat with him, didn't think much of it, called Xu Rou to say he would be home late, and went with him. After dinner, Wang Hu took him to a karaoke bar. Sun Peng had been to karaoke bars a few times with colleagues before, but this one was different from the ones he had been to.

Wang Hu led him to a private room, and soon two scantily clad, curvaceous girls came in.

Sun Peng immediately understood and stood up, saying, "Manager Wang, what are you doing?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, it's nothing, just singing. The girls here only sing for us, nothing else. Singing doesn't violate any principles, right?"

Wang Hu quickly explained.

Sun Peng sat down again, thinking to himself, "I know what you're up to. But you're underestimating me if you think you can get me this way. My wife is very beautiful, and her figure is no less than these girls'. With such a beautiful wife at home, I have no interest in messing around outside." After thinking it over, he said with relief, "Okay, let's sing a bit and relax." Wang

Hu smiled slyly, pulled one of the girls over, and started singing with her. Another girl sat next to Sun Peng, chatting sweetly. Sun Peng noticed that this girl was quite attractive, not inferior to Xu Rou, and younger than Xu Rou, looking only about eighteen or nineteen, like a college student. Through conversation, he learned that she really was a college student, working to pay for her tuition due to a poor family background. However, Sun Peng didn't believe her; even prostitutes' words weren't trustworthy.

Xu Rou, no matter how perfect, was still a woman in her thirties, and compared to such a youthful and beautiful girl, she immediately lost points. The girl sat next to Sun Peng, chatting with him. Her youthful aura made him somewhat restless, and his earlier confidence gradually disappeared. He had never been in a relationship in college; being introverted, he was hesitant to approach girls, but he still longed for those energetic female college students. Now, this girl made him feel as if he had returned to his college days, and his conversation became more witty.

"Mr. Chen, you keep singing, I'm going to the restroom." Seeing that Sun

Peng was getting along well with the woman, Wang Hu secretly winked at her, then put his arm around another woman and left. The woman inside got up, locked the door, and plopped down on Sun Peng's lap on the sofa. Sun Peng was startled and tried to push her away, but she wrapped her arms around his neck, and then her hot lips pressed against his.

For the past month, Sun Peng had been too busy with work to go out for meals and often came home late. He would go straight to sleep and had no desire for sex. Now, with such a young and hot body sitting in his lap and kissing him, he couldn't control himself. The lust he had suppressed for a month suddenly surged up, and he forcefully pushed the girl down onto the sofa...

Chapter 6

Sun Peng returned home very late. After taking a shower, he lay in bed, looking at the sleeping Xu Rou, his heart filled with guilt.

Xu Rou was a perfect wife in his heart. How could he have such lustful thoughts about prostitutes while having such a wife by his side? He was such a bastard. He swore that this would only happen once, and he would never go again.

The next day, Sun Peng went to the construction site to check on the progress. He saw Wang Hu by a road that needed backfilling, directing a bulldozer to push stones into a deep ditch. Regulations stipulated that road backfilling should begin with sand before adding stones, but the ditch was completely empty of sand, clearly indicating an attempt to save money by filling it only with stones. Just as Sun Peng was about to stop him, he saw Wang Hu give him a suggestive look, as if asking how his night had gone.

Sun Peng stopped abruptly, his lips moved but he didn't say anything. After a while, he sighed, pretended not to have seen him, got into his truck, and drove away.

Wang Hu, finding his tactic effective, was in high spirits, finally having won over this major client. In the days that followed, he frequently invited Sun Peng to dinner and karaoke. At first, Sun Peng refused, but eventually succumbed to Wang Hu's persuasion and went. After one, two, three, four times, he gradually became more indulgent. "Doing it once or twice is the same, as long as my wife doesn't find out, it'll be fine. Who would know if I don't tell?" Sun Peng comforted himself with Wang Hu's words, always seeking out young girls, as if trying to make up for the regrets of his college days.

Xu Rou noticed that her husband had been having sex much less often lately. He used to have sex three or four times a week, but now once a week was considered good. She had heard that men who frequently went out for business often visited prostitutes, but she still trusted Sun Peng completely. She thought that if men like Sun Peng frequented prostitutes, there would be no good men in the world. She assumed Sun Peng was just too busy and tired from work, so now whenever he was home, she wouldn't let him do anything, focusing solely on serving him. She also bought delicious and aphrodisiac foods to prepare for him, hoping to increase his libido.

Sun Peng was touched by Xu Rou's devoted service, but his mind was completely focused on a young prostitute, a newly acquainted one. This girl was young, just 19, vibrant and energetic, with a hot body, and her skills in bed were exceptional. She let Sun Peng experience many different sexual positions, moaning incessantly each time, driving him wild. In comparison, the primitive and monotonous missionary position with Xu Rou, and Xu Rou's suppressed moans due to shyness, held no interest for Sun Peng. In his mind, Xu Rou's skills in bed were like an ant compared to an elephant. After learning

some new positions outside, Sun Peng wanted to try them with Xu Rou, but she absolutely refused. She couldn't accept those incredibly lewd positions. When Sun Peng, with his erect penis, wanted Xu Rou to give him oral sex, Xu Rou became angry, questioning where he had learned such a perverted request. Sun Peng lied and said he saw it online, resulting in a long scolding from Xu Rou. Sun Peng was disappointed. His wife was too traditional; it wasn't interesting. The prostitute knew how to have fun, and her moans were more seductive. If his wife couldn't satisfy him, he would go to a prostitute. "It's my wife's fault for forcing me to go," he thought, "it's not my fault!" Sun Peng thought shamelessly.

Several aphrodisiac meals hadn't yielded the desired results; Sun Peng still rarely had sex. Xu Rou thought, "Oh well, I'm over 30 now, how can I be as vigorous as a young man? It's fine as it is. Less is more. Not having sex won't kill me. It wouldn't be good if my husband saw me as a slut if I always initiated sex."

That afternoon, after work, Xu Rou had a gathering with colleagues. After dinner, they went to a karaoke bar. Usually, when she went out, she would just eat and leave, rarely going to karaoke bars. She felt karaoke bars were unhealthy places with prostitutes offering special services. Every time she went, she was embarrassed to tell her husband where he'd been when he asked, only saying she'd eaten.

Tonight, Sun Peng told Xu Rou he had a business dinner and would be late, so Xu Rou wasn't in a hurry to go home. After singing for a while, Xu Rou urgently needed to use the restroom, only to find it full, with several people waiting outside. Xu Rou couldn't hold it any longer, so she turned around and went upstairs to continue searching for a restroom.

This karaoke bar was located on the first floor of the building, with various services upstairs including bathhouses, massage parlors, and accommodations. Xu Rou finished using the restroom and washed her hands before suddenly noticing Sun Peng walking up from downstairs, his back to her as he headed down the corridor. What was he doing here? Wasn't he supposed to be going to eat? Was there a place to eat upstairs? A series of questions flooded Xu Rou's mind. Just as she was about to call out to Sun Peng for clarification, she saw him knock on a door. A girl's voice came from inside, "Why are you so late…?"

"You missed me so soon?"

Sun Peng said, entering the room and closing the door.

Xu Rou stared blankly at the door. Her mind was reeling. How could this be? How could this be! Sun Peng, that kind of person, had actually cheated on her, found a little vixen! He even lied to her about having a social engagement. No wonder he doesn't touch her anymore; he's found someone new!

Xu Rou was furious! After a brief moment of shock, she ran over and pounded on the door, "Who is it?!"

came Sun Peng's impatient voice from inside.

"Open the door! Sun Peng, you bastard, open the door! I saw you come in! Open the door!"

Xu Rou shouted frantically.

Sun Peng was infatuated with this woman, and now he didn't even go to her shop anymore; he just called and booked a hotel room. She was wearing a sexy nightgown and got into bed waiting for him after opening the door. Sun Peng had just taken off his pants when he heard Xu Rou's shouts outside and hurriedly put his pants back on.

"What's wrong?"

"My wife's here, I'm doomed..."

"So what if she's here? She's looking for you, not me."

Sun Peng had no choice but to open the door, awkwardly smiling as he stood there. "Wife, what's wrong with you here..."

Xu Rou pushed him aside and went inside, finding a young girl in a revealing nightgown sitting on the bed, casually playing on her phone. Sun Peng's honesty was the main reason Xu Rou decided to marry him; she had given up romance for that. But now this "honest man" had also gone to a prostitute, which was a huge irony for her.

Looking at the young and beautiful girl, Xu Rou recalled that she was about the same age when Sun Peng pursued her, and tears of grievance streamed down her face.

"Wife..."

"Slap!"

Sun Peng called out as he walked in. Xu Rou responded with a slap, covered her mouth, and ran out crying.

After taking a taxi home, Xu Rou sat on the sofa and cried uncontrollably. What was wrong with this world? Were there no good men left? She had been so good to him, so why did he still go to prostitutes? The image of that prostitute flashed through her mind again. Was it her age? That prostitute was so young, radiating youthful energy. Did this mean Sun Peng disliked her for being too old? Was she already old? Thinking of this, Xu Rou became even more heartbroken, and her tears flowed even more fiercely…

The sound of the door opening came from inside. Xu Rou immediately got up, went into the bedroom, and locked the door. After Sun Peng came in, he apologized to Xu Rou for a long time through the door in the living room. In the end, Xu Rou didn't open the door, only telling Sun Peng to get out of the house and then said nothing more. Helpless, Sun Peng had no choice but to sleep on the sofa that night.

The next day, after Sun Peng went to work, Xu Rou went to stay at her sister's house, warning him not to visit her and that they would divorce in a few days. Sun Peng went several times but was turned away at the door, so he resorted to calling, calling once a day to beg Xu Rou to come home, but she refused each time. Her sister was shocked and angry when she heard about Sun Peng's visit to prostitutes, but seeing her sister and husband in such a state, she felt bad and tried to comfort him. She advised him that Sun Peng had just lost his temper and that he was a good person at heart. She explained that he was new to leadership and hadn't dealt with such matters before, so it was understandable to make mistakes; he should just let it happen again. Besides, even if it was only for the sake of the child, they shouldn't go down the path of divorce, otherwise the young child would be fatherless and vulnerable to being bullied.

Xu Rou couldn't bear to think about her child; her son was her life, and she was willing to do anything for him. A week later, Xu Rou returned home. Sun Peng was overjoyed, coming home on time every day and speaking to Xu Rou with great care. Unfortunately, by this time, Xu Rou was completely disappointed in Sun Peng; she was only with him for the sake of their son. After that, Xu Rou rejected Sun Peng's advances several times. She felt disgusted at the thought of Sun Peng having penetrated a prostitute's penis and resolutely refused to let it enter her body. Seeing that Xu Rou was determined not to have sex with him, Sun Peng gave up. Feeling restless, he secretly went to find a prostitute again.

"Well, things are like this anyway, let's just take it one day at a time. We'll deal with our issues when the child is older," they both thought. Gradually, Sun Peng saw that Xu Rou was ignoring him every day and showed no sign of forgiving him, so he simply rented an apartment outside and stopped going home. Their relationship existed in name only, but they were still thinking about the child. Neither Sun Peng nor Xu Rou wanted the child to stay with the other, so after discussing it, they decided to have their parents take turns caring for the child temporarily. So the child would stay at his grandmother's house for a few days, then his maternal grandmother's house for a few days. When he missed his parents, Xu Rou and Sun Peng would take their son out to play, and after sending him back to his parents' house, they would separate and go back to their own places.

Xu Rou thought that since she couldn't get a divorce now, she didn't tell their parents about Sun Peng's infidelity. Telling them wouldn't do any good; it would only add to the trouble. She didn't want to cause any more trouble. When she was bored, she would go to her sister's house for a few days to talk to her. Her sister's house was an old-fashioned two-bedroom apartment. Whenever she stayed there, her brother-in-law had to share a bed with Wenze in his room. Fortunately, her brother-in-law had a good temper and didn't mind. Once, he even joked that her frequent visits made him unable to tell if his wife was his sister or Wenze. This perverted joke made Xu Rou laugh so hard she almost passed out.

Since discovering Sun Peng's infidelity, Xu Rou hadn't had sex even once. At first, she was so angry that she didn't want to at all, but gradually, as her anger subsided, her desire surged back like a tide. Before her relationship with Sun Peng broke down, their sex life was relatively normal. Although each time they made love, it was very short and she never reached orgasm, but it was better than nothing. Now, the scratching tool was dirty and unusable, so she had to do it herself whenever she felt itchy.

A woman in her thirties is like a tiger, and several months of empty nest is unbearable for anyone. Xu Rou had never reached orgasm during sex with Sun Peng. Her first orgasm was achieved through masturbation, but the quality was generally poor. Each time she orgasmed, her vaginal contractions made her crave fullness from a penis, but unfortunately, she only had slender fingers. Xu Rou felt her body was like a field of crops, and her libido like weeds. She would try to pull them up whenever they sprouted, but the speed at which she pulled them out was far slower than the speed at which they grew. With the increase in masturbation, her desire showed no signs of diminishing; on the contrary, it grew stronger. The weeds in the field were like fertilizer, growing strong roots and thick leaves.

At first, Xu Rou's actions were simply stimulating her clitoris, but later, her desire became so strong that she began to touch her breasts and stimulate her vagina, wanting to do so whenever she had a spare moment. In public, she maintained a dignified appearance, but in private, she indulged in lonely self-stimulation. Xu Rou was very disappointed with her current life and didn't know when it would end.

Today, Wen Ze came to her workplace, and she argued with him for a while, which improved her mood considerably. Wenze has become an indispensable spice in Xu Rou's life. Her beloved nephew, after graduating from vocational school, has developed an incredibly sweet and charming way of speaking, almost cloyingly so. Xu Rou loves this way of talking to Wenze; it makes her feel several years younger. However, Wenze's compliment that she could charm any man that morning made her smile bitterly. She felt unworthy of the title of "charming" since she couldn't even charm her own husband.

At noon, she went to her sister's house for lunch. After lunch, they chatted, and the topic of Sun Peng came up again. After a while, Xu Rou started crying again. Her sister asked her what she planned to do, saying she couldn't live like this forever. Xu Rou said she'd wait until her son was older; she didn't have time to think about these things now, her son's healthy growth was the most important thing. Then her sister asked how she dealt with her physical needs. Xu Rou blushed and stammered that she took care of herself. Her sister sighed, feeling sorry for her sister's situation, but there was nothing she could do. Then she asked if she had tried other men. Upon hearing this, Xu Rou hurriedly waved her hands in denial. She wasn't divorced yet and was still someone else's wife; she wouldn't look for other men, otherwise she'd end up like Sun Peng. Her sister tried to reason with her for a while, but Xu Rou couldn't stand her nagging and urged her to go to work, while she herself lay in bed resting with her eyes closed.

Lying in bed, Xu Rou thought about her sister's words. Looking for men? Wasn't that just looking for a penis? Having sex with a man other than Sun Peng was something she had never considered. She had always thought that she would only have Sun Peng's penis in her life, but it turned out that penis was inside someone else's vagina. Thinking about this, Xu Rou became angry again, and at the same time, her lust rose. She really wanted it. She gritted her teeth, got up, closed the door, and lay down. Just as she was about to start masturbating, she suddenly remembered that Wen Ze was still at home. So she quickly got up and tiptoed to Wen Ze's room to check if he was asleep. Otherwise, if Wen Ze found out she was masturbating, she would be too ashamed to face anyone.

Xu Rou peeked into Wen Ze's room and saw him sleeping soundly. Relieved, she was about to go back inside when she suddenly noticed a tent in Wen Ze's underwear. Wow! How could it be so big! It was the first time Xu Rou had ever seen a man's penis other than her husband's. Even through his underwear, she covered her mouth, staring in disbelief.

Wen Ze had gotten up and drunk too much water, causing his penis to become erect from needing to urinate. His tight-fitting boxer shorts perfectly outlined the shape of his penis, and to make matters worse, because the shorts were short, a bit of the glans was showing from the waistband.

Xu Rou stared blankly, then suddenly realized what was happening. She quickly covered her burning face and went back to her room, locking the door.

What was I thinking? He's my nephew! This is my sister's house! What am I thinking?!

Xu Rou shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the chaotic thoughts, but the image of Wen Ze's penis in her mind became clearer and clearer. A surge of lust overwhelmed her, preventing her from thinking. She silently lay on the bed, burying her face in the pillow, and began to masturbate.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Xu Rou suppressed the shameful sounds that involuntarily escaped her throat. Her mind was filled with the image of Wen Ze's penis—thick and long, with a fiery red glans, giving it a somewhat ferocious appearance. Xu Rou's thoughts were in fierce conflict. Would such a penis pierce her if it were inserted? No, he was her nephew! How could she let him penetrate her? What's wrong with that? Anyone with a big penis will do. Come on, come and fuck me! I want a big penis right now!

Lust finally overcame reason. Xu Rou imagined her right hand as Wen Ze's large penis, moving it rapidly. Her cries became even more uncontrollable, and in this special sensation, the orgasm came much faster than usual. "Mmm... Ah..."

With a long cry, Xu Rou's body arched...

Chapter 7

In recent days, Wen Ze had to come to the Justice Bureau every day because of work. At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in Xu Rou's office, secretly observing her as she intently studied the documents.

Wen Ze was shocked when he discovered Xu Rou masturbating last Friday. He didn't understand why his aunt would masturbate even though she had a husband. Was it because her husband's sexual ability was weak and couldn't satisfy her? No, that didn't make sense; she didn't seem like someone with a strong sex drive. But if she didn't have a strong sex drive, how could he explain masturbation? There must be some secret involved. Wen Ze was very curious and troubled. How could he find out?

What had I done?!

Xu Rou was equally troubled. How could I be so lewd! I started masturbating at my sister's house, and... I was even masturbating while thinking about my nephew. Was I really that lewd? That kind of thing, even incest is acceptable? No! No! I must have been blinded by lust at the time. I'm not that kind of promiscuous woman. It was an accident. If I hadn't seen Wenze's...that thing, I wouldn't have done it. My character is still good at heart. Yes, that must be it! But even so, it's still too much. But Wenze's thing is really big! Oh dear, here I am again...

Wenze was thinking when he suddenly noticed that Xu Rou's face was red. What happened? It's not hot in this room. Did she catch a cold?

"Sister Xu, these are the documents you wanted. I brought them to you."

A girl walked in and put the documents on the table.

"Oh, thank you, Xiao Li. Let me see."

Xu Rou quickly gathered her scattered thoughts and looked down at the file. "Wait a minute, one's missing."

"No way, let me see."

Xiao Li checked it over. "It's indeed missing. Here, I'll send it to you via QQ in a bit, you can just type it out, saving me the trouble of making another trip. What's your QQ number?"

"QQ? That thing you use to chat on the computer? I've never used that, I don't have an account."

"No way! There are still people who don't use QQ? Sister Xu, you don't even go online?"

"Hehe, I don't use it much."

Xu Rou was a little embarrassed.

"Use my account first, my number is xxxxxxx," Wen Ze quickly said.

"Okay, I've got it, I'll send it to you when I get back."

After Xiao Li left, Wen Ze downloaded and installed QQ, logged in with his own number, received the file, and typed it out.

"Auntie, why don't you use QQ?"

Wen Ze asked Xu Rou, who had been watching from the side.

"I don't know how to use it. I see so many chat software programs, ico, qicq, qq, etc., there are too many, I don't know what they're all for."

"Hehe, qicq is just QQ, just renamed. I'll register an account for you."

"What would I need an account for? I don't chat."

"Auntie, actually I think you should chat."

Wen Ze looked at Xu Rou seriously and said, "The biggest charm of online chatting is that you don't know who the other person is. You can tell them anything on your mind, you can talk about your worries and secrets, anyway, you can't see the person."

"Hehe, I don't have any worries."

Xu Rou chuckled.

“I see. You haven’t been smiling much lately. Why don’t you tell me about it? I can give you some advice.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. You little brat, trying to advise me? You’re too naive, haha…”

Xu Rou gave Wen Ze a disdainful look.

Wen Ze smiled helplessly. Sigh, he still treats me like a child.

“But since you said that, I’ll apply for one.”

Xu Rou’s heart skipped a beat when she heard Wen Ze’s words. Yes, finding someone to confide in online might be a good idea. She was under too much pressure. Anyway, the other person didn’t know who she was, so it wouldn’t matter.

“Okay, I’ll get it right away… Alright, xxxxxxx, this is your QQ number. Your name is aa, and your password is 123456. You can change it yourself. Do you need to fill in your age and stuff?”

Wen Ze asked after quickly finishing.

“Fill it in. I’m too lazy to do it myself. You can do it for me.”

“Okay, how old do you want? 18 or 20?”

Wen Ze said with a smile.

"Of course I'll fill in my real age, I'm not going to lie."

"Exactly, it's so hard to find someone as honest, serious, upright, and law-abiding as

your aunt, haha..." "You're making fun of your aunt again, you're asking for it!"

Xu Rou slapped Wen Ze.

"It's all set up, now I'll teach you how to add friends, look, like this..."

Wen Ze added his number to Xu Rou's friends list and then taught her how to add other people.

"For example, if you want to chat with a guy, just search for 'male'..."

"I don't want to chat with guys, I want to chat with girls."

Xu Rou snorted.

"To be honest, people who chat online are mostly looking for the opposite sex, opposites attract, right? Besides, most women online have a lot of male netizens, and guys are too busy chatting with everyone else to have time to chat with a woman like you. Besides, only men understand women, don't you think?"

"You mean I'm unpopular, right! Don't think I can't tell!"

Wen Ze had barely finished speaking when he was slapped on the shoulder again.

After returning home from the Justice Bureau, Wen Ze immediately went online and used his other QQ number to find Xu Rou's number. He found that she was still online and immediately added her as a friend. He planned to use this number to uncover Xu Rou's innermost thoughts and secrets. For this, he even changed his online name to Charles I, the same age as Xu Rou, 32. He carefully chose this name, which perfectly reflected his feelings for Xu Rou.

"Xiao Rou..."

Wen Ze read Xu Rou's online name. Heh, she changed her name so quickly, and to such a youthful one at that.

"Hi, hello."

"Hello."

Wen Ze's hands trembled slightly. He wasn't Xu Rou's nephew anymore, but chatting with her as a stranger of the same age, which excited him greatly.

"Are you over 30?"

Charles I asked.

"Yes, what's there to doubt?"

"Most women write their age as younger, but you're different. It seems you're very honest."

"Of course, I don't want to pretend to be a little girl and deceive people."

Deceive people? Heh, Auntie, you're too serious. Wen Ze laughed and continued typing.

Charles I: Heh, although you say you don't want to pretend to be a little girl, I don't think you really mean it, do you?

Xiao Rou: What do you mean?

Charles I: You're 32, but your name is Xiao Rou. I guess your name has the character "Rou" (柔, meaning gentle/soft) in it, and you added "Xiao" (小, meaning small/small) because you subconsciously want to stay young. Otherwise, why not Da Rou (大柔, meaning big/soft), right?

Xu Rou thought this guy was quite clever; the name she chose actually had some meaning, but she didn't want to admit it so readily.

Xiao Rou: You guessed right.

Charles I: Stop guessing, isn't it?

Xiao Rou: Yes, yes, okay? How can you be so domineering and unforgiving?

Charles I: No, I studied psychology, so I'm very sensitive to some things. You can consult me about any worries you have; it's free.

Xiao Rou: You're just bragging; I don't believe you…

After chatting for a while, Xu Rou logged off. Wen Ze was very satisfied with this first chat. Charles I must have left Xu Rou with a humorous impression. Such a person is very attractive to women chatting for the first time, especially a well-behaved woman like Xu Rou who doesn't usually interact with other men.

Because she wasn't busy with work, Xu Rou spent her free time chatting online these past few days. She found online chatting to be as interesting as many people said; the feeling of not being able to see each other was novel to her. She could say things here that she wouldn't normally tell friends or relatives, since no one knew each other and no one could see each other, so she didn't have to worry about anything. This made Xu Rou much bolder in her speech.

The online community consisted of all sorts of people, including many with a humorous personality. Xu Rou had been chatting quite well with a guy named Charles I these past few days. He claimed to have studied psychology, was the same age as her, and was witty, though sometimes quite domineering. Xu Rou, who had always been pampered by her husband, found it novel and interesting to encounter someone so domineering towards her for the first time. Over time, she also discovered that he had insightful views on life and relationships. As they became more familiar, Xu Rou opened up to him, discussing everything under the sun.

Wen Ze was very happy lately because Xu Rou had made Charles I a regular online friend, chatting with him almost every day. Wenze knew that Xu Rou enjoyed reading lifestyle and relationship-related newspapers and magazines. He knew that to open her heart, he first needed to convince her that he was someone who understood and had insightful views on relationships. To this end, he frequently visited online forums, researching a large amount of information and articles on relationships. He then collected and organized the ideas, added some insights from other users, and saved them in a document. He would read the document while chatting with her.

That evening, Wenze chatted with Xu Rou online as usual; they had agreed to chat every night at 7 pm.

Xiao Rou: Actually, I've always wanted to ask you, why did you name yourself Charles I? Did you want to be a king?

Charles I: I want to be king, but I don't have a queen. Why don't you be king? Haha. Xiao Rou: Get lost! I don't want to! You must be ugly and narcissistic, otherwise why would you fantasize about being king?

Charles I: I'm neither handsome nor ugly, just average. I think you're ugly, really.

Xiao Rou: Hmph, I'm a great beauty! Don't assume everyone else is ugly just because you are.

Charles I: I'm not just saying this randomly. You say you're beautiful, but you spend all day chatting online. Beautiful women don't have that much time online; they're all out dating. Maybe you say you're married and have nothing to do at home, but doesn't your husband get angry seeing you chatting all day? If you do nothing but chat, your relationship will suffer. Your husband must think you're ugly and have lost interest in you, or maybe you have other reasons for being online every day?

Wen Ze tentatively asked. Although they'd been chatting well these past few days, they hadn't gotten to any real issues. He decided to break the ice today.

Xu Rou fell silent, thinking about her own affairs, and momentarily lost in thought.

There was no reply for a while, making Wenze regret his haste. He should have chatted a few more days and laid the groundwork before asking. If Xu Rou got angry and ignored him, all his efforts would be wasted.

"Sigh, feelings... feelings are so fragile. Do you think the feelings between husband and wife can withstand temptation?"

Just as Wenze was feeling anxious, Xu Rou replied, and with this sentence. Wenze was happy but also puzzled. Why would she say that?

Charles I: What do you mean by asking this question? Are you and your husband's relationship really not good?

Xiao Rou: The relationship is so-so. We've been married for a long time.

Charles I: It's not that simple. You seem a bit lonely. It's hard to keep things bottled up. It's not good for your health. Tell me about it. Tell me your troubles. Let me, the psychologist, analyze them for you.

Wenze's heart pounded after typing. Whether he could find out his aunt's troubles depended on this sentence. He had to succeed!

"Sigh..."

Xu Rou hesitated whether to speak up. Finally, because she had been holding it in for too long and because of the internet, she made up her mind.

After a while, Xu Rou finally replied.

Xiao Rou: Okay, I'll tell you, but don't tell anyone, it's a secret between us.

Charles I: Don't worry, you've been chatting with me for so long, don't you know me? Besides, this is online, we don't even know each other, no one would believe me if I said anything. Even if you were naked and chatting with me right now, I wouldn't see it, let alone what you're saying.

Xiao Rou: You pervert! You're the one who's naked! Stop messing around. Seriously, help me analyze this, I feel so much pressure right now, so stifled.

Charles I: No problem, go ahead, open your heart, confide in me like an old friend.

Xiao Rou: Okay. "I met my husband during my internship after graduating from university..."

Xu Rou recounted her entire story, from their first meeting and falling in love to marriage, childbirth, and even her husband's infidelity. Wen Ze listened intently, especially to the part about her uncle's affair. He had previously suspected that Xu Rou's tears were due to this, but he couldn't believe that such an honest man as her uncle would have affairs, especially with a beautiful wife. Now that her uncle's infidelity was confirmed, Wen Ze was shocked.

Xiao Rou: "I'm done talking. I'm so tired. Is there anything else you want to say, Master?"

Charles I: "Of course, there's a lot to say. Let me explain slowly."

Wen Ze quickly stopped his random thoughts, opened the document, copied down information, added his own opinions, and began to speak.

Charles I: "There are many temptations in society today. Men are more easily attracted to temptations than women because men have stronger physiological desires, and their sexual desire comes and goes quickly, leading to a higher probability of infidelity."

Many Chinese women today feel that after marriage and childbirth, they no longer have the energy to dress fashionably. Staying home to care for their husbands and children, they become "yellow-faced housewives," which only bores their husbands, leading them to seek other partners.

Xiao Rou: You're wrong. I've always paid attention to my appearance, and my husband often compliments me on my looks, but he still cheated on me. How do you explain that?

Charles I: That's just your side of the story. You think you know your husband well, but that's not the case. Let me put it this way: has your husband ever asked anything of you that you didn't do?

Xiao Rou: No, I've always listened to my husband.

Charles I: Really? Think about it carefully, even small things count.

Xu Rou blushed. She was silent for a moment, then typed.

Xiao Rou: If I had to say, it's that sometimes he would ask me to do some lewd positions during sex, which I couldn't accept and refused. But that's not a reason for him to cheat.

Wen Ze was somewhat surprised that Xu Rou could say that. He imagined it took a lot of courage for her to say it, and her face must have turned red. But now that they were talking about sex, things would be easier.

Charles I: You're wrong, terribly wrong!

Xiaorou: I'm not wrong! I love my husband, it's just that this reason is too sordid, it's not presentable!

Charles I: You're right, it may not be a presentable reason, but it's a perfectly valid one. Everyone has sexual fantasies, men especially so. In today's society, there are both reserved and promiscuous women. No matter how beautiful or wonderful a wife is, she's still just a woman; she won't possess many personality traits simultaneously. Men hope their wives are elegant in public and skilled in the kitchen, a lady in public and a wanton woman in private. But the reason I say "hope" is because such women are rare. They certainly exist, but they are definitely not many. Most women only have one personality. Therefore, after a long time of marriage, men lose interest in their wives. Unfaithful men go out to seek excitement, while more honest men want to "train" their wives, to mold them into their ideal type. If their wives disagree, they will be very disappointed, and then they are very likely to go out and seek novelty as well.

Xiaorou: ...What you said makes some sense, but isn't it too hasty for a husband to cheat just because his wife doesn't agree to his sexual advances? Men like that are usually womanizers, right? My husband isn't like that!

Charles I: You're wrong again! Honest men don't lack the desire, they lack the courage. They suppress their desires, and once given the chance, they can be far more powerful than men who constantly seduce women. The more honest a man is, the more repressed he is. Any normal man will be interested in a flirtatious woman. His honest nature suppresses his desires, making him more prone to cheating when faced with temptation.

Xiaorou: ...

Charles I: What's wrong? Are you shocked by my explanation and speechless?

Xiaorou: Hehe, don't be so conceited. But what you said does make sense. It seems men are unreliable. So many women cheat after marriage these days, both men and women, but people only condemn women for cheating, while downplaying men's infidelity. Women are truly pitiful.

Charles I: First, I need to correct you. Men are unreliable, but not all of them are. Someone like me is absolutely reliable! Hehe! Then there's the issue of infidelity you mentioned. This involves human physiology. During sex, the man is the active party; his penis is like an invader, and the woman is the invaded. The man penetrates deeply, ejaculates after a round of lovemaking, and leaves, leaving no trace, like visiting a tourist attraction. The woman's genitals, however, are ravaged by the penis and filled with semen, like a tourist attraction marked with the words "So-and-so was here," leaving the man's mark. Men love to talk about women cheating; they want to see which woman has been with another man, covered in his semen, satisfying their voyeuristic desires.

Wenze boldly used many explicit words; since they were on the topic, why not use them now?

Xu Rou was startled by these explicit words and somewhat resented his boldness.

Xiao Rou: Ugh! Can't you be a little more tactful? How can you say something so blunt?!

Charles I: We're all adults, there's nothing to be ashamed of. I'm asking you, you haven't slept with your husband in so long, and you haven't been with any other men, don't you want to? Xiao Rou

: No! I'm not that kind of woman!

Charles I: Don't deny it, it has nothing to do with being promiscuous. Sexual desire is a physiological reaction, it has nothing to do with personality. Just like singers and movie stars on TV, they're packaged like ethereal fairies, but they still need to eat, poop, sleep, and have sex. If you don't eat, you get hungry, and if you don't have sex, you get hungry too. Holding things in for too long is bad, and sex is no exception.

Xiao Rou: ...

Charles I: If you hold it in too much, you'll get sick. If you really can't hold it in, it's not a bad thing to let your husband release his pent-up desires.

Xiao Rou: No! I will absolutely not let that contaminated trash touch me!

Charles I: Oh, then find another man.

Xiao Rou: No way! I'm not that kind of promiscuous woman!

Charles I: Look, here you go again. This has nothing to do with being promiscuous, it's just physical desire. I have a suggestion for you: if you don't want to find a real man to vent to, you can find one online. I'm a good match, hehe!

Xiaorou: What do you mean? Vent online?

Charles I: Yes, just talk about sex. Sex experts have said that any form of sex-related talk can relieve sexual tension. Just like when you confided in someone, didn't you feel a little more relaxed? Similarly, talking about sex can also relax your tense sexual desires, relieve your hunger, and prevent you from doing something crazy like grabbing any random man on the street and taking off your pants, hahaha!

Xiaorou: Ugh! You pervert! Which sex expert? I've never heard of you.

Wenze chuckled. Teasing his aunt like this made him very happy. He quickly typed on the keyboard and continued to make things up.

Charles I: Hehe, this expert's name is Charles I. To be honest, my wife and I aren't very harmonious. My income isn't high, and after we got married, my wife gradually looked down on me. Later, she found a rich man and stopped caring about family matters. I was very unhappy. Then I discovered that online chatting can be relaxing. We can speak freely without knowing or seeing each other, which made me fall in love with this way of chatting immediately. Since I met you and chatted with you a few times, I sensed that you had some lonely feelings. I think you might also have a disharmonious family life like me, which is why I was so bold in saying these things today. If I offended you, I apologize. I'm sorry.

Xu Rou didn't expect Charles I to have such pent-up feelings. She thought this guy was in the same boat as her.

Xiao Rou: It's not that I'm offended, it's just that I'm not used to chatting with a stranger like this.

Charles I: Everything takes time. You'll get used to it slowly, hehe! Do you masturbate often now?

Xiao Rou: Ugh! You said that again! I'm ignoring you!

Wenze got up, locked the door, and continued his online seduction.

Charles I: "Come on, let's chat. Anyway, I can't see you, I don't know who you are, so what are you so hesitant about? Women who don't have sex for a long time will have bad skin, hormonal imbalances, and age faster. Look at some older women on the street who look young and are dressed very attractively. Why? Because men keep them hydrated. Besides, sexual desire is purely carnal; it has nothing to do with character, it's just a physiological phenomenon." Xu Rou's heart pounded, unsure whether to continue. A growing heat was creeping into her body.

Wen Ze, noticing her hesitation, adopted a pitiful, shameless act.

Charles I: How pathetic! I can't even find a soulmate online. What's the point of living? I might as well die.

Xiao Rou: Hehe, dying would be better, at least you wouldn't be able to go around being a scoundrel.

Charles I: What?! I only mess around with people I get along with.

Xiao Rou: Then I'd better not get along with you, or I'll get special treatment.

Charles I: No way! I'd be really disappointed. Honestly, I'm being very sincere. I'm really frustrated, and you're frustrated too. Why not relax a little?

Xu Rou's breathing quickened, and her lower body became slightly wet. Long-term sexual repression made her waver. Why not give it a try? It wouldn't hurt to try, would it? He doesn't know who I am anyway, and besides... "It's so pathetic to masturbate all day. Maybe I should try it with this guy. If it doesn't work, I'll just quit. I won't

lose anything anyway." Xiao Rou: "...Okay then, this is so embarrassing..."

Wen Ze jumped up from his chair excitedly, trying to calm himself down, and continued chatting.

Charles I: "Back to the same question, do you masturbate often?"

Xiao Rou: "Yes, often."

Charles I: "So, do you think masturbation or men are better?"

Xiao Rou: "...Of course, men. Masturbation only stimulates that one point, while men can hug and caress the whole body. Ugh, so embarrassing..."

Charles I: "Hehe, it's not embarrassing, everyone does it. It's a sign of skin hunger. You've thought about finding other men to release your pent-up desires, haven't you? Do you have any potential partners?" Xiao Rou

: "...I guess I have one, but he's a young man, and you're much older than him...

A young man? It can't be me, can it? Hehe," Wen Ze shook his head with a smile. He rejected this absurd idea.

Charles I: Saying I'm old? I may be over 30, but my dick is huge, it'll definitely satisfy you.

Xiao Rou: What does that size have to do with me? I don't want you.

Charles I: Look at you, you still haven't let go. Don't say that, say it like me, say dick, that's more exciting.

Xiao Rou: You're so fussy... So what if your dick is big? It has nothing to do with me.

Charles I: It does matter, you can masturbate thinking about my big dick, hehe, to be honest, I'm erect now, my dick is thick and long, the glans is like a thermos stopper, searching for your little spring...

Xiao Rou: You! You pervert!

Charles I: And you, are you wet too?

Xiao Rou: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...

Xu Rou's juices had soaked her panties, her heart was racing, and her cheeks were flushed.

Wen Ze imagined Xu Rou in front of the computer, his dick... His penis was rock hard, and he stroked it with his hand, continuing to tease her.

Charles I: Baby, don't deny it. Let me ask you, could your husband satisfy you before?

Xiao Rou: So-so. Charles I: Let's put it this way, after your husband ejaculates, are you satisfied or do you want him to keep going?

Xiao Rou: ...Keep going, keep going. Wen Ze typed, his mouth dry, his penis erect against her belly.

Charles I: Now put your hand on your breasts and touch them, imagine it's me touching them.

Xu Rou let out a soft cry, her hand involuntarily following Wen Ze's instructions to touch them.

Xiao Rou: Mm, I touched it, I touched it...

Charles I: Is it comfortable? Is there pleasure?

Xiao Rou: Yes, yes, it's so comfortable. Charles I: Keep touching down, touch your vagina, insert it, imagine it's my big penis going in.

Xiao Rou: Ah, I, I can't hold back anymore. Xu Rou touched her lower body with one hand, typing with the other, typing very slowly, too lazy to add punctuation.

Wenze saw that she was really enjoying herself, not even having time to type punctuation. He was also incredibly excited; his long-held wish had been fulfilled in this way. He was trembling with excitement.

Charles I: Did you touch it? Did you touch my genitals? Put it in, put my cock in.

Xiaorou: I touched it, it's in. ask 风纪扣发v 技委很谔谔冬夫乐 Xu Rou's hands uncontrollably pounded the keyboard, typing out a bunch of random words.

Charles I: Ah! You're squeezing me so well, I'm going to cum! I'll cum all over your cunt!

Wenze couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed the keyboard in, grabbed a tissue, wrapped his cock, and started masturbating rapidly. Xu Rou was silent, only moaning, her vagina tightly gripping her fingers, a gush of fluid gushing out…

“Auntie! Ah! Auntie! I’ll fuck you to death!”

Wen Ze shouted in his heart, his thrusts soaking the tissues… 03-17

Chapter 08

After her first online sex encounter, Xu Rou was filled with shame. How could she have done such a thing with a stranger? Even though they didn’t know each other and she hadn’t been touched, it was still going too far. Afterwards, she wanted to block Charlie I and never contact him again, but thinking of the alluring feeling, she couldn’t bear to. In the end, she didn’t refuse Charlie I’s request to chat again and they started talking again, but no longer about sex. Wenze wasn't worried at all, because he knew that a sexually frustrated young woman like Xu Rou wouldn't easily give up once she found a way to release her desires; otherwise, she wouldn't have continued their 7 PM chat agreement. So, he confidently continued to harass Xu Rou, verbally provoking and attacking her vulnerabilities. His efforts paid off; after constant brainwashing, Xu Rou gradually accepted their online sex partner relationship.

From then on, chatting with Charles I every day became an indispensable part of Xu Rou's life. Although online sex was also a form of masturbation, the psychological experience was vastly different. Charles I constantly teased Xu Rou with lewd words, making no attempt to hide his desire for her body. At first, Xu Rou was reserved, with him always taking the lead, but later she gradually opened up and would reciprocate with teasing, driving Wenze wild. He used up box after box of tissues, his back and wrists aching from masturbation.

Later, the frequency of their virtual sex increased, and Xu Rou became completely addicted. Once, Charles I told Xu Rou that he liked women who wore stockings, finding them very sexy. Xu Rou was delighted and proudly told him that she was that kind of sexy woman, loved wearing stockings, rarely went bare-legged when wearing a skirt, and also loved high heels because they made her legs look more beautiful. After hearing this, Charles I wanted her to wear stockings while they talked. Xu Rou spat at him, calling him a pervert, but after thinking about it, she still put them on. However, for convenience, she wore a pair of thigh-high stockings. Then, under Charles I's teasing, she became very aroused. From then on, every time Charles I asked her to masturbate while wearing stockings, Xu Rou found it exciting and agreed without much hesitation.

Now, Xu Rou enjoys these conversations and often thinks of Charles I's passionate words, which make her blush and her heart race. Besides sex, Charles I also had insightful views on many other things, sharing many similarities with her own. Compared to Sun Peng, he was even more outgoing and talkative, which made Xu Rou and him close friends who could talk about almost anything. However, she never mentioned her fantasizing about her nephew's penis masturbating.

Later, Xu Rou developed a condition where she would miss Charles I if she didn't see him for a day. Sometimes, if Charles I was busy and didn't go online, Xu Rou would playfully question him the next day about where he had been. Charles I would say some sweet words to coax her for a while, jokingly saying that they were like a married couple, with her checking up on him every day. Xu Rou's heart skipped a beat, and she boldly typed, "Honey, I just want to check up on you."

Wen Ze immediately replied, "Wife, I like it when you check up on me like this too."

Then they both smiled knowingly, and from then on, they addressed each other as husband and wife. Wen Ze was very proud. In order to be able to talk to Xu Rou anytime, anywhere, he even bought a new large-screen mobile phone and used mobile QQ to stay in touch with her at all times.

Meeting someone you've just chatted with online is exciting, especially for new acquaintances, and Xu Rou was no exception.

She was eager to know what kind of person this Charles I, who had captivated her, was like—was he as handsome and witty as she imagined? Xu Rou used to scoff at meeting online friends, considering it bad and implying infidelity. But now, completely immersed in online romance, her previous disdain for infidelity had vanished. Perhaps that's just how people are; things change when they happen to them.

Compared to other women, Xu Rou was relatively naive. She hadn't considered being deceived, losing her virginity, or suffering financial loss after meeting him in person. Her only worry was whether meeting him in person would shatter the image of Charles I in her mind. Charles I's profile didn't include his city of origin; Wen Ze had deliberately left it blank, fearing that Xu Rou might see he was a local and feel they were being discovered, thus refusing to chat with him, even though the possibility was extremely slim. Later, after they got to know each other better, he told Xu Rou that he lived in the same city. This excited Xu Rou, and she often felt the urge to meet him. However, she was too embarrassed to say it aloud, and even more afraid that if they met, acquaintances would see her with another man, which would look bad, since she wasn't divorced yet. But she also really wanted to meet Charles I, and her

words revealed a growing longing. Wen Ze sensed Xu Rou's desire to meet and deliberately brought up the topic of meeting online friends. Xu Rou went along with it, half-jokingly suggesting they meet. Wen Ze playfully refused, saying he wanted to maintain his imagination of her, and that he wasn't the kind of man who would rush into meeting someone after just chatting, even if they had already had virtual sex. Besides, they lived in the same city, and there were too many acquaintances; it wouldn't be good if they were seen together. He said it didn't matter to him as a man, but it would have a bigger impact on the woman. Xu Rou was touched, and her desire to meet intensified. Finally, Wen Ze suggested a compromise: exchanging phone numbers.

Xu Rou gave Wen Ze her current phone number. Wen Ze sighed, thinking she wasn't very wary; how could she so easily reveal her real phone number to someone? But then he thought, since she even wanted to meet him in person, it wasn't surprising. The number Wen Ze gave Xu Rou was from a prepaid card he'd bought before; the owner couldn't be traced. He was worried that if Xu Rou was too eager to see Charles I and used the number to find him, it wouldn't be good. Now wasn't the time to reveal his identity.

Wen Ze used this number on his new phone and his current number on his old phone, carrying two phones every day to appear very busy. He refused to call Xu Rou, only sending text messages, using the excuse of maintaining mystery. At this time, Xu Rou was completely captivated by Charles I. He was exactly the kind of romantic partner she had always dreamed of. Charles I provided the romance she lacked when she was dating Sun Peng. Even if it was just sweet text messages or romantic pictures on QQ, she was satisfied because he cared about her and dared to say some passionate words, which she loved to hear. In the days that followed, Xu Rou would send him text messages frequently, showering him with concern and flirtatious banter, which annoyed Wen Ze to the point that he secretly sighed that women in love were crazy.

Wen Ze's online relationship with Xu Rou was currently very intense, but this wasn't his ultimate goal. Although Xu Rou was currently infatuated with him, he knew that she was infatuated with Charles I, not Wen Ze, and that it would be extremely difficult for him to seduce her. How could he get himself together with Charles I? Wen Ze racked his brains but couldn't come up with a good solution, so he could only continue to use the identity of Charles I to interact with his online wife, Xu Rou.

That day, Wen Ze's work unit sent him to the suburbs, and he didn't go online all day. His new phone was also turned off because he forgot to charge it. He returned home after 9 pm after having dinner with colleagues. When he opened QQ, a flood of messages popped up, all from Xu Rou, asking where he had been and why he hadn't received any messages. Wen Ze quickly typed a reply.

Charles I: Wife, I'm here.

Xiao Rou: Hmph! Where have you been running off to all day? Your phone's off too! What are you up to?!

Charles I: Sorry, honey, my phone died. Something came up at work and I didn't have time to charge it. I'll be more careful next time.

Xiao Rou: Next time? If there's a next time, don't talk to me anymore, you heartless guy! I'm going on a business trip the day after tomorrow and won't see you for several days. I wanted to chat with you a lot these past two days, and you just disappeared all day! I'll kill you, I'll kill you…

Several slapping emojis were sent, making Wen Ze laugh.

Charlie I: I'm sorry, honey, I didn't know you were going on a business trip. Where are you going?

Xiao Rou: To Futian City for training, it'll be about a week.

Charlie I: That won't affect anything. We can text each other, or you can use QQ in your hotel room with your laptop, isn't that the same? How can we not see each other?

Xiao Rou: Hmph! It's just different! When I go to another city, I feel like I'm farther away from you… (rambles on and on) Wen Ze laughed. He liked Xu Rou's coquettish tone, like an unreasonable little girl.

Charlie I: Okay, okay, it's my fault. So when are you leaving?

Xiaorou: There are six of us from my workplace going, including me. We'll meet at the train station early the day after tomorrow and travel together. Tomorrow I'm staying at my mom's old house; it's very close to the train station, so I won't have to get up so early in the morning.

Wenze's grandma's old house is in an old, remote neighborhood. A few years ago, when they heard it was going to be demolished, my grandparents, like most people, found new homes and moved away. Now only a few households remain in the neighborhood. Because it hasn't been demolished yet and the house is very close to the train station, my grandma left an old bed and bedding in the old house for her children to stay in when needed, as a temporary guesthouse.

Wenze's family once stayed at this old house the night before they left on a train trip. The old bed in the house was very large; three people could sleep comfortably. There was also an old electric water heater in the toilet for showering, and all the basic necessities were there. Thinking about this, an idea flashed through his mind: I've got it! This old house is perfect!

Charles I: Is no one living in your mom's old house? It's not safe for you to live there alone.

Xiao Rou: No, they said the house is going to be demolished, so my parents moved away. But there's a bed, and the place is quiet. It's just for one night, it'll be fine.

Charles I: Hmm, quiet is nice, it's also a good place for a date.

Xiao Rou: A date? Who do you want to date? I'll beat you to death, you womanizer… (sends more hitting emojis) Charles I: Who else could I date, of course it's you, my wife! I've made up my mind, I want to meet you, I can't hold back my longing for you anymore! Every time we make love virtually online, I miss you so much I go crazy. I don't want to go on like this anymore, I want to truly become one with you!

Xiao Rou was startled, her hands trembled, she made several typos before she could type a complete sentence.

Xiao Rou: Husband! Me too! I miss you so much! I want to see you!

Charles I: How about this, after you come back from your business trip, don't go back to the city first, then we'll meet at that old house, you said it's quiet and secluded there, so no one will see us.

Xiaorou: Okay, honey, I'm so excited! I hope our first meeting won't disappoint each other, but I think you definitely won't be disappointed in me. I have confidence in myself, hehe…

Charles I: Hehe, I won't disappoint you either, absolutely not…

Wenze sat in front of the computer, gritting his teeth as he repeated the last sentence…

Wenze had read many stories about infidelity, including many descriptions of the environment and psychology of a wife or mother's first affair. He felt that only the drugging and raping scenes were realistic. However, Wenze didn't want to drug and rape her. He wanted to see Xu Rou's reaction, whether it was submission or resistance. He wanted to remember Xu Rou's reaction during her first affair. Finally, he came up with an idea, an idea without drugging and raping her, an idea that would make Xu Rou, even knowing she was having sex with him while fully conscious, feel the same irresistible urge as if she were drugged and raped. This idea had one requirement: strong sexual ability. But that wasn't a problem for Wenze.

Wenze spent the week full of confidence and anxiety, finally waiting for the day Xu Rou would return.

Today is the weekend, and Xu Rou's train will arrive around 8 PM. Wen Ze masturbated at noon to prepare for the evening's events, keeping his penis relatively unsensitive. After work, he told his mother he was going to a colleague's house to play cards all night and wouldn't be home, then left alone.

After getting off the train, Xu Rou texted Wen Ze to say she was back and told him the location of their old house. Wen Ze replied that he would be arriving later and asked her to wait for him at the old house. A little while later, Wen Ze asked if she had arrived at the house, and Xu Rou said she had, had just finished tidying up, and was waiting for him.

In the movie Infernal Affairs, Eric Tsang's character, a triad boss, said to his underlings: "You choose your own path" (or something like that). Wen Ze thought about how he was on the path he had chosen—the path of seducing his aunt, whom he had longed for for years. Although the future was uncertain, he was determined to continue because he knew that if he succeeded, it would be a path to sexual happiness.

Wenze took out his phone and texted Xu Rou while walking. He sent a few lewd messages first, arousing Xu Rou's desire, and then continued texting according to his plan.

Xu Rou: Ugh! You're almost here and you're still texting to tease me!

Wenze: Honey, are you wet? Do you want it?

Xu Rou: Yes, I do. Come on.

Wenze: Hehe, honey, I'm suddenly a little nervous. What if we're not satisfied with each other?

Xu Rou: Me too, my heart is pounding.

Wenze: I have an idea. It would be a shame if we weren't satisfied with each other when we met. How about this, let's do something bold and exciting. You take off all your clothes, turn off the lights, and wait for me. I'll take off my clothes when I come in. Neither of us will say anything. Let's have a good time first, then we'll put our clothes back on and turn the lights back on to see each other. If we're not satisfied, we'll just leave. That way, at least we'll have actually made love once, which will make our long online relationship worthwhile.

Xu Rou was both terrified and excited by this bold idea, and her vagina became wet.

Xu Rou: Hmm, isn't this a bit much? Making me have sex with a man I've never even seen? I can't really accept it.

Wen Ze: It's okay, your husband isn't a stranger. You've told me all your secrets, what are you afraid of? Right? It's fine, you'll accept it as soon as I penetrate you. Didn't I tell you, my sexual ability is very strong?

Xu Rou: Okay then, you're such a rogue, only you could come up with such an idea.

Xu Rou was moved by the words "strong sexual ability," she really couldn't wait, and agreed to Wen Ze's request.

Wen Ze went upstairs to the old house and knocked on the door. Xu Rou opened the door and quickly ran to the bed, covering her face and body with a thin blanket. The bed was in the living room right by the entrance. The room was dark, the lights weren't on, and Wen Ze couldn't see Xu Rou's naked body clearly, only a white shadow. He closed the door, trembling as he took off his clothes, his erect penis still hard, and walked to the bedside. His eyes,

now somewhat adjusted to the darkness, looked at Xu Rou trembling under the covers, and he closed them, taking a deep breath. Years had passed since he first masturbated with Xu Rou's stockings, and he had never stopped yearning for her. Now, the person he had longed for was right in front of him, waiting for him to fuck her. Wenze's eyes welled with excitement. "Just wait, Auntie," he thought, "I gave my virginity to you for this day, just to hone my skills and make you feel good. I'll make you remember this sex for the rest of your life, so you'll never be able to live without my cock!

" Wenze yanked back the thin blanket. "Ah!"

Xu Rou gasped softly and immediately covered her face. Wen Ze chuckled and straddled Xu Rou. Although this wasn't his first time making love with a woman, Xu Rou was his partner, which still excited him immensely. He held Xu Rou's hot body, caressing it, feeling her smooth, hot skin, then removed her hands and kissed her red lips.

Xu Rou was overwhelmed with excitement. The thought of a strange man on top of her, wantonly taking liberties with her, was incredibly lewd. Her thirsty body responded to Wen Ze's movements, her breath coming in gasps.

He held her round, firm breasts in his hands, feeling the buds gradually harden. His left hand kneaded them mercilessly, while his right hand reached for Xu Rou's genitals, inserting his middle and index fingers together and quickly probing. Soon, the sound of water could be heard.

"Ah...ah..."

Xu Rou gasped, her eyes remaining closed.

*My aunt is quite shy, isn't she? She's so open online because she can't see the other person,' Wen Ze thought, his movements continuing without pause.

"Ah...give it to me...husband...give it to me..."

Xu Rou's seductive voice rang out. Wen Ze sat up, aimed his glans at Xu Rou's vaginal opening, and thought, "Auntie, I'm coming!" He thrust his body forward and plunged in!

"Ah!"

"Oh..."

Xu Rou's cries of pain and pleasure mingled with Wen Ze's cries of ecstasy. Wen Ze's penis was huge, much bigger than his uncle's. Xu Rou had never experienced such a large, long, thick, and hard penis before. She was a little unaccustomed to such a rough insertion. Although her vagina was already wet, she still felt a slight pain, but this pain was only momentary, immediately overshadowed by the immense pleasure.

"I finally fucked Auntie! I finally fucked Auntie's pussy! It's so great! So good! Auntie's pussy is so tight!"

Wen Ze was overjoyed. At the same time, he thought to himself how lucky he was to be sexually experienced now, otherwise, he would have ejaculated immediately if Xu Rou's vagina had been so tight! The folds of flesh inside her vagina gripped his penis tightly. He held back for a while, waiting until Xu Rou started to writhe impatiently before hoisting her long, sexy legs onto his arms and thrusting into her with all his might. Sun Peng's sexual ability was mediocre, even poor. Xu Rou hadn't had any decent sex for months, and suddenly she was greeted by such a large penis. Moreover, the thrusting power of the penis's owner was far beyond what her uncle could match. She kept panting, and after only a few thrusts, she trembled and climaxed.

Wen Ze felt a surge of heat on his glans, surprised at how quickly Xu Rou had come to orgasm. He had made her squirt right at the beginning, which made Wen Ze very proud. He continued to thrust, making Xu Rou's body sway wildly.

After a while, Wenze felt it was about time. He whispered in Xu Rou's ear, "Wife, do you want to see what your husband looks like?"

"Ah...yes...husband...don't stop...oh..." Xu

Rou, lost in passion, didn't recognize the familiar voice. She was overwhelmed by pleasure and also wanted to see who was making her feel so good .

Wenze took a deep breath, his penis still deeply inserted in Xu Rou's vagina. He touched the light switch , waited a moment, and then firmly pressed it . Chapter 9 "Ah ... “Yes, Auntie, it’s me, Wenze.” Wenze said calmly, looking at her. “Ah! Get up! Pull it out! I’m your auntie! How could you… Waaah…” Xu Rou cried anxiously, pushing Wenze away in a panic. “Auntie, I’ve liked you for a long time. Later, I learned through QQ that you were very unhappy, and I felt terrible. I decided to help you. Before, I used the name Charles I to comfort your heart, and now I’m going to use my penis, Wenze’s penis, to comfort your body!” “No, pull it out! I beg you, Wenze! Auntie is happy, I don’t need your help, hurry up!” Xu Rou pleaded. “I already know whether you need it or not. Auntie, didn’t you just have an orgasm? How could you have an orgasm if you didn’t need it?” “I… it’s not like that… I…” Xu Rou was so ashamed by Wenze’s words that she wanted to disappear. She never imagined that Wenze would be Charles I. Recalling the things she said and did with Charles I, she felt like dying. Oh God! Wenze knew everything—her secrets, her personality, her desires. Wasn't this like standing naked in front of Wenze? Wait, no, I am naked right now, lying down, with something inserted in my private parts… Ah! "Come on, Auntie, let go and enjoy yourself! I'll let you taste the pleasure of being a woman!" "No, Wenze! Let me go! Waaah… Please, please…" Xu Rou cried and begged, further arousing Wenze's desire. Wenze's success hinged on this moment; his honed sexual prowess was for this very moment. He lifted Xu Rou's legs onto his shoulders, pressing his body down until her legs were almost touching her breasts. This folded position allowed for a wide range of thrusts. He braced his hands on either side of Xu Rou's body and began his vigorous movements. "Ah… No… I can't do this… Ah… Ah… Ah… Ah…" Xu Rou cried out in pain from the intense position, wanting to refuse but finding herself unable to utter any other sound besides moans. Wenze's penis was much longer than Sun Peng's, directly attacking the depths of her vagina where it had never been touched before, an unusual pleasure instantly enveloping her. Xu Rou covered her mouth with her hand, trying to block out the shameful sounds, but Wenze immediately pressed her arm down on the bed; he wanted to hear her cries. He continued to thrust forcefully. This position required a lot of stamina from a man, but it was nothing for a young man like Wenze who played basketball all day. "Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah... Stop... Oh... I can't stand it... Stop..." Xu Rou screamed as she was being fucked, her head starting to sway from side to side. "Plop plop..." "Ah... Oh..." The sounds of intercourse and moaning continued, and Wenze finally reached the edge of ejaculation, finally shooting deep into her vagina under the influence of Xu Rou's second orgasm... "Slap!" Xu Rou slapped Wenze across the face, covering her body with the thin blanket as she sat on the bed, looking at him with tears in her eyes. "Bastard! I'm your aunt! How could you do this to me! Why! Why!" she screamed hysterically. After satisfying himself, Wenze sat down in front of Xu Rou. He touched his slapped face and slowly began to explain. "Auntie, I know it was wrong of me, but I couldn't help it because I love you so much!" Wenze said earnestly. "Love? You say you love me? Ha, I'm your auntie, how can you love me? You love me and yet... you still treat me badly!" Xu Rou started to cry and shout. "No, Auntie, there's a reason I pretended to be someone else online and chatted with you. I wanted to know what was on your mind so I could comfort you."

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it! I don't need your advice! You know this is rape, do you know that?!"

Xu Rou said emotionally.

"Auntie, I've liked you since I was little because you loved me the most, even more than my parents. As I grew up, I developed feelings for women and started to like pretty girls. But compared to you, Auntie, those girls were far inferior. You're beautiful, have a great figure, and are very feminine. Gradually, my aesthetic sense changed, and I started to like mature women, especially mature and beautiful women like you, Auntie..."

Wen Ze said slowly. Seeing that Xu Rou had no reaction but didn't stop him from continuing, he thought he had a chance and continued talking while staring at her.

"I first noticed your beauty when I was in junior high school. Back then, you were so cheerful, and even after having children, you were still like a little girl, always talking and laughing. You didn't act like an aunt at all; you were more like an older sister. My classmates' aunts were all middle-aged women, but a few times when you came to school to see me, they all stared at you, envying me for having such a young and beautiful aunt. In the past few years, you've gradually become more mature and composed, exuding a mature woman's charm. I don't know why, but every time I see you, my heart races. Have I fallen in love with you, Aunt? This thought is terrifying. How can I have feelings for my own aunt? But I can't help thinking about it, because every night when I close my eyes to sleep, all I see is your image..."

"You..."

Xu Rou was surprised that Wen Ze would develop feelings for her.

"Later, during my adolescence, like other boys, I learned to masturbate to release my sexual desires, and when I masturbated, I imagined you, Auntie. The first time I masturbated, I thought of you, Auntie, and afterwards I regretted it. Falling in love with you was bad enough, but using you as the object of my fantasies was unforgivable. You are my goddess, how could I desecrate a goddess? That would be so unfair to your love for me. I was so impulsive that I almost cut off my penis! After that, I couldn't suppress my thoughts at all. I knew it was wrong, but I just couldn't help it because you are so charming, Auntie."

"Hmph...hmph..."

Xu Rou snorted angrily when she heard Wen Ze use her as the object of his masturbation fantasies, and her chest heaved.

“Auntie, you’ve been staying at my house a lot these past few months, and you seem to be in a bad mood. I can tell you’re troubled and unhappy, and I want to cheer you up, but I don’t know how. I’ve tried to talk to you and have a heart-to-heart, but you always treat me like a child, calling me ‘little kid.’ After graduating and starting work, I felt like an adult, but you don’t think so. Then I thought of using QQ to chat, using the pseudonym Charlie I. I thought maybe that way you could treat me as a close friend and confide in me.”

Xu Rou visibly trembled when she heard the name Charlie I, her face turning bright red.

“It turns out I wasn’t wrong. You really treated Charlie I as a close friend, sharing your innermost thoughts. I’m happy, but at the same time, I feel guilty because I lied to you, using a despicable method. But I had no other choice; I didn’t know how else to get you to open up. Later, as we talked more, we started talking about sex, and you said you were lonely and sexually frustrated…”

“I didn’t!”

Xu Rou quickly interrupted, her face turning even redder.

“Don’t deny it, Auntie. I’m Charles I, I know you. I was very worried after I learned you needed me. I know that when a woman has needs, she wants to find a man. Auntie, you’re so outstanding, there must be many bad men who are after you. I was afraid that you would impulsively find another bad man and be deceived, that would be terrible! So, a thought suddenly came to me: if I was afraid you would be deceived, why couldn’t I be the one to comfort you? Thinking about this, I suddenly felt enlightened. I’m an adult now, I want to repay your love and care with my actions.”

“How can you think like that? I’m your aunt, you’re my nephew, how can you and I…”

Xu Rou lowered her head and couldn’t continue.

“Why not? So you mean it would be okay if I weren’t your nephew?”

Wen Ze seized on Xu Rou’s grammatical error.

“No… I mean… I… I…”

Xu Rou explained anxiously, but she couldn’t say anything for a long time.

"Don't overthink it, Auntie. I'll satisfy your needs. I think this is the best way. First, I'm your nephew, we're family, I wouldn't lie to you. Second, because I'm your nephew, it's like keeping the good stuff in the family. Can you imagine a strange man inserting his penis into your body? Finally, because I'm your nephew, there are many cases of incest between mothers and sons, but you and I aren't mother and son..."

"What mother and son doing that? Don't talk nonsense!"

Xu Rou scolded angrily.

"Yes, there are, you just don't know it. There are all kinds of people in society, incest is not uncommon."

Xu Rou didn't continue, she didn't want to argue about this topic. She didn't quite agree with what Wen Ze had said about cheating on her with a strange man. She thought, "Why can't I imagine it? Didn't I mistake you for a strange man during my first orgasm? I even had an orgasm from being penetrated. Ugh, why am I thinking about these things? How embarrassing!"

Xu Rou hurriedly covered her burning face with her hands, her heart pounding. How could she be discussing being raped by her nephew? What kind of nonsense was this?! She quickly got up, covered herself with a thin blanket, and fled into the bathroom.

Wen Ze found Xu Rou's flustered appearance quite endearing. After carefully cleaning his penis with a wet wipe, he sat on the sofa, preparing his explanation.

In the bathroom, the flush on Xu Rou's face wouldn't fade. Standing under the warm shower, she felt like it was all a dream, but upon waking, she realized it was real. Then, Wen Ze's dream-like words left her mind in turmoil. How could things have turned out this way? However, she had never experienced that incredibly pleasurable feeling before. Oh dear, why am I thinking about these things again!

Xu Rou took a long time to shower before coming out. Wrapped in a thin blanket, she walked to the living room and found Wen Ze still naked, sitting on the sofa. Angry and ashamed, she got into bed, covered herself with the blanket, and turned her back to Wen Ze, ignoring him. But immediately, she felt someone get on the bed.

"Ah! What are you doing..."

Xu Rou cried out.

Wen Ze had already climbed onto the bed, yanked back the thin blanket, and quickly hugged Xu Rou from behind, grabbing her ample breasts.

"What do you want to do? Get away from me! Let me go!"

Xu Rou struggled in panic, but she was no match for Wen Ze's strength and could only writhe in his arms. Wen Ze brought his mouth close to her ear and began to tease her with his breath.

"Auntie, don't move, let me finish. All I've said so far has only one purpose: to make you happy. You're at the age where you're most sexually active, and holding back too much is really bad for your health. Now that you have a chance to release your pent-up desires, why can't you? Even if you don't want to admit it, we did have sex just now, and my semen is inside you—that's an undeniable fact. Since it happened, what's wrong with doing it again? It's like you're tired from walking and find a chair, sit down, and then realize it's been freshly painted. Even if you get up immediately, the paint will be stuck to your pants. It's better to sit and rest than stand and suffer. Besides, making love is much more comfortable than sitting on that wet, painted chair, isn't that right, Auntie…"

Wenze whispered seductively, his hands constantly kneading her breasts.

"Um…no…don't touch…that's twisted logic…"

Xu Rou gasped, still refusing Wenze, but her grip on his hand had loosened considerably.

“Auntie, don’t deny it. Weren’t you feeling great just now? You were so wet at the beginning, and after you turned on the light and realized it was me doing it to you, you reacted to my movements. Your orgasm is proof…”

“Mmm…don’t say it…don’t say it…”

Xu Rou’s body heated up, and her heart began to flutter. She turned her head away from Wen Ze’s teasing words, but Wen Ze held her tighter to prevent her from escaping and continued to tempt her.

“How about this, just once, just this last time. Auntie, let’s relax and forget about our identities and have a good time. Let’s enjoy the pleasure of making love, and then from tomorrow on, we’ll forget about today. We’ll still be auntie and nephew. I promise I’ll never have these thoughts about you again, okay?”

“…”

Xu Rou didn’t speak, but Wen Ze could see that she was tempted, but she was still hesitant.

“Come on, Auntie, you know, when a person stretches their arms out to the sides, the length is their height. And when your index finger and thumb form a 90-degree angle, that’s the length of your penis. Look how long I am!”

Wenze said, holding his left hand in front of her. Xu Rou looked at her slender fingers and immediately thought of the huge thing inside her earlier. She felt even wetter down there, and her breathing quickened as she recalled the tingling sensation from being penetrated.

“Auntie, experience that tingling sensation again. You must be itchy down there. I’ll give you a good massage to relieve the itch. Come on, let’s watch a tutorial video first…”

Seeing Xu Rou’s current state, Wenze knew that further words were useless. He picked up his phone from the bedside table, found a video file, and started playing it.

This video was a special edit Wenze had made from pornographic films, and it started with an intense oral sex scene. Xu Rou gasped and quickly closed her eyes, turning her head away. Wen Ze pulled her head back, saying, "Look, Auntie, look at the art of sex."

Xu Rou was already confused by Wen Ze's words, and the sounds from the phone only made her more disoriented. She thought, "Just one look, just one look..." But that one look was enough to captivate her.

A large penis was going in and out of a woman's mouth. The woman looked on with pleasure, constantly swallowing and spitting out the penis, sometimes licking it from the base to the glans with her tongue, stimulating the urethral opening and making the man moan with pleasure.

Xu Rou was stunned by the sight. She couldn't understand what pleasure there was in having a large penis in her mouth; her lower mouth, on the other hand, would feel much better. Seeing her dumbfounded expression, Wen Ze knew it was her first time seeing oral sex and continued, "Auntie, it feels really good for men like this, really. Can I suck it too?"

"No!"

Xu Rou immediately refused this lewd request.

Wenze didn't force her. The first time wouldn't be so smooth, and if she didn't agree now, he'd deal with it later. His immediate task was to satisfy Xu Rou's desires. He turned Xu Rou around and kissed her, one arm around her body, the other caressing her breasts.

Xu Rou pondered Wenze's words. Yes, they'd already done it, so what difference would one more time make? Why had she endured so much? Although Wenze was her nephew, what he said made some sense, and his huge penis had just given her incredible pleasure! Thinking of his penis, Xu Rou became

even more aroused. Fine, fine, she wouldn't hold back anymore. Just this once, she'd let loose and do it all. Wenze had promised

not to do it again, so she'd do it!

Wenze was enjoying the kiss when Xu Rou suddenly hugged him, her smooth little tongue slipping into his mouth. Wenze was overjoyed. His aunt had finally come to her senses! But it was also possible that she'd only come to her senses because he'd promised not to bother her again; perhaps she just wanted to indulge herself this once, as he'd said. Wenze chuckled inwardly. "Auntie, you're so naive. Do you think your thirsty body will ever leave me after tasting my big cock? No way! I'll show you what the joy of being a woman is. I'll make you submit to me, and you'll never be able to leave my cock!" After

thinking this, Wenze didn't rush to penetrate her. He wanted to have some fun. He pushed Xu Rou aside and made her lie down. Then he spread her legs and carefully examined her genitals. Xu Rou didn't have much pubic hair, only a small patch in the inverted triangle area, unlike Xiao Fei who even had some hair around her anus; her labia were wet and pink. "Looks like Uncle didn't do his homework enough," Wen Ze thought, gently parting her labia with his fingers. Clear fluid was already flowing from her vulva. He lowered his head and took her delicate petals into his mouth...

Xu Rou thought he was about to penetrate her, and obediently opened her legs, but she was too shy to cover her private parts with her hands. However, her hands didn't even last a second before Wen Ze removed them. She endured the shame and waited for a long time without any movement. When she looked up, she saw Wen Ze staring straight at her genitals, his eyes wide open. Xu Rou quickly closed her legs to stop Wen Ze from looking, but it was too late; Wen Ze's lips were on hers!

"Ah! No! It's dirty there... Ah... Don't..."

Xu Rou pushed Wen Ze's head away forcefully. Why would Wen Ze do this? This was her private area, the place where she urinated. How could Wenze touch it with his mouth? But his tongue kept moving, and she was powerless to resist his licking.

"Ah, it's so delicious, Auntie! You smell so good here! You're making me drool!"

Wenze said while sucking, then stuck his tongue into her vagina and licked it, finally teasing her clitoris with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah..."

Xu Rou's head shook wildly from Wenze's tongue skills, and her lower body gushed out another stream of lustful heat...

Wenze was very satisfied with her reaction. That's right, this was the effect he wanted. But Auntie, you'd better be alert now. I have a few more positions for you to try, don't rush.

"Auntie, come here, sit on my stomach." After

resting for a while, Wenze lay on the bed and patted his belly. Xu Rou hesitated for a moment, but still struggled to get up and sit on Wenze.

“No, turn around and sit down,”

Wenze said. Xu Rou glanced at Wenze and silently turned around. She had just sat down with her legs apart when Wenze grabbed her legs and pulled her back, positioning her in a 69 position. His mouth immediately pressed against hers.

“Ah!”

Xu Rou almost fell over, glaring back at Wenze before moaning as he sucked her. Soon she was lying on top of Wenze, her face pressed against his crotch.

Ah! So good! So this can feel so good with a mouth! How is Wenze so good at sucking?! Feeling the pleasure, Xu Rou saw the bulging veins on his penis and her heart pounded even faster. She couldn't help but straighten it and kiss it.

“Ah…that’s it, take it in, Auntie…”

Wenze was incredibly excited, licking even more vigorously.

Encouraged, Xu Rou continued kissing, "Now that Wenze is kissing me there, my kissing him here is just repaying him, it's not that I want to do this, I'm just returning a favor."

Xu Rou comforted herself with a far-fetched reason, feeling the heat below, and with a determined heart, she swallowed his entire penis.

"Ah!"

Sharp teeth bit down on his penis, and Wenze cried out in pain. Xu Rou was startled and quickly spat out his penis, turning around to ask, "What's wrong? Does it hurt a lot?"

"It's not biting! It's sucking, like eating ice cream, and then licking the glans with your tongue, that's how you feel good."

Wenze explained the essentials of oral sex to Xu Rou with a pained expression.

Xu Rou blushed even more, turned around and took his penis back into her mouth, slowly sucking up and down. She was actually sucking her nephew's penis with her mouth—something she would never have dared to imagine before. But now, Xu Rou actually liked this forbidden feeling. She understood that sucking a penis wasn't just about the oral pleasure, but the emotional pleasure. How stimulating it was to have a man's organ, usually used for urination and sex, in her mouth! Wen Ze's pubic hair tickled her face, but she didn't stop, sucking even harder, gently licking the glans with her tongue. Soon, she felt some slightly salty liquid flowing out.

Wen Ze was incredibly aroused. Although Xu Rou's oral skills were still very immature, far inferior to Xiao Fei's, she wasn't Xiao Fei but Xu Rou. That reason alone was enough to make Wen Ze ecstatic. He felt he was about to ejaculate if she continued, so he quickly got up and laid Xu Rou back down on the bed.

With a lewd grin, Wen Ze bent down and inserted his penis into her wet little hole, moving slowly. Xu Rou's vagina was extremely sensitive after her orgasm; she could even feel the veins on his penis. That feeling of fullness returned, even more so than before. She hugged Wen Ze's body, moaning softly.

"Auntie, is it good? Turn over and lie down, I'll make you feel even better..."

After a while, Wen Ze whispered in Xu Rou's ear before getting up and pulling out his penis. Xu Rou was enjoying herself so much that she didn't want to move. But the emptiness from having her penis pulled out made her turn over and lie face down on the bed without thinking. Her legs were together, and her perfect legs looked even longer when straightened. As soon as she was in position, his thick penis entered her from behind.

"Ah! Too deep! No... Oh..."

This position was taught to Wen Ze by Xiao Fei. She told him that this position allowed for the deepest penetration, and the woman could even feel it reaching her stomach. Wen Ze supported himself with his hands on either side, leaned forward, and squatted down, thrusting into Xu Rou's round buttocks repeatedly.

"Slap~ Slap~ Slap~ Slap..."

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah..."

Xu Rou seemed to be cooperating, letting out a cry with each slap. Watching the waves of flesh ripple from his aunt's buttocks as he thrust into her, Wen Ze became even more excited. After more than a hundred thrusts, he stood up, pulled out his penis, and pulled Xu Rou up into a kneeling position. He knelt behind her, aimed his penis at her vaginal opening, touched Xu Rou's pert buttocks, and thrust in again.

"Oh!"

Xu Rou's hot vagina was filled again, the pleasure almost making her breathless. She hadn't expected there to be so many positions for sex. Always the missionary position, she felt both shy and excited about this rear-entry position, feeling like a female dog mating with Wen Ze on the street. This thought made her even more unbearable, and she pulled a pillow over and buried her face in it like an ostrich. However, this lowered her body, making her buttocks stick out even higher. Wenze laughed immediately, "I had completely forgotten about this position, but Auntie, you reminded me with your body. Thank you, Auntie." He slightly stood up, bending his legs like in a horse stance, and forcefully thrust his penis into Xu Rou's vagina. After reaching the bottom, he didn't thrust in and out, but instead used the glans to grind against the cervix, moving it up and down and side to side.

"Ouch...it's so sore...ouch...no...stop...it's killing me...don't...ouch..."

Xu Rou trembled all over from this position, screaming. The core of her vagina was being touched for the first time, and so powerfully at that. She felt like she was melting.

Wenze ignored Xu Rou's pleas for mercy, holding her waist and continuing his movements. "Ah...oh...no...stop...oh...oh..."

Xu Rou cried out in a sob-like voice. She felt she could hardly bear the friction anymore, her whole body trembling, her moans trembling. Wenze thought that if he continued like this, his aunt might really faint, so he pulled out his penis, turned Xu Rou over and placed her on the bed, continuing to have sex with her in the traditional missionary position.

"Plop plop..."

The place where the two were joined was a mess. At this moment, Xu Rou was like an octopus, clinging to Wenze's body, her breasts pressed tightly against Wenze's chest, waves of pleasure rising higher and higher. Her hands no longer wanted to cover her mouth, she just wanted to cry out in pleasure, her vagina spasming and clamping Wenze's penis, making Wenze feel like he was going to heaven.

"Ah...no...I'm going to die...I'm going to die...ah..."

Xu Rou screamed wildly, her vagina contracting and gushing with lustful fluids. Wen Ze, unable to hold back any longer, let out a low growl and ejaculated a second time inside Xu Rou's vagina...

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