There are flowers to pick.

Author: You're welcome
Previous Chapter: Mature Woman's Hell
"Xiao Peng, are you home?" A sweet, coquettish voice suddenly appeared. Although she wasn't
as tender as she used to be due to her age, it was still incredibly alluring to a novice like me.
"I'm here, wait a minute!" I quickly turned off the TV and DVD player; I didn't have time to take the disc out.
But my mom was out, so I wasn't worried about being discovered.
I'm a high school senior, eighteen years old this year, and today is the second day of the May Day holiday. It's rare that school
doesn't have extra classes, so I planned to rest at home. My dad went on a business trip and won't be back for a long time. My mom
just left, saying she was going to visit relatives in the countryside and won't be back until the day after tomorrow. As soon as
my mom left, I took out the DVD I'd secretly bought and started watching it. Japan is good at making action films and
has a deep understanding of hand-to-hand combat, something we should all learn from. I was almost at my climax when
this sweet moan interrupted me, leaving me quite annoyed.
But then I remembered that the mature woman I'd been longing for was standing at the door, and the lust I'd just been forced to suppress reignited.
I'd already planned it all out: after she left, I'd use her image to fantasize and have a good time.
Aunt Wang was my downstairs neighbor, a mature woman. We lived on the sixth floor. Because my mother was close to her, our two families
got along very well. Aunt Wang was petite, only about 1.5 meters tall and weighing just over 80 kilograms. But her
enormous breasts were something I couldn't resist. She said it was her family's genetic; her mother was also very busty, and her
breasts never sagged even without a bra.
She loved wearing tight jeans and white t-shirts. I loved walking behind her. Although I
couldn't see her 38E breasts bouncing, her round, perky, sexy buttocks aroused me. Her
legs were perfectly proportioned, and with her slender waist, she was simply a sexy enchantress, a consummate woman who squeezed every last drop
of semen from men.
Although her face wasn't particularly beautiful, her large eyes, with slightly upturned corners, gave her
a strangely alluring look. Her small mouth had full, naturally pouting lips that were incredibly seductive
. Combined with her petite figure, her face was a delicate oval shape. Aunt Wang often wore brown
sunglasses perched on her slightly wavy, shoulder-length blonde hair.
When I was a child, after my sexual awakening, I would often intentionally or unintentionally walk around her, using my elevated position
to peer down at her deep cleavage. Those trembling, tender white breasts made me want countless times to rush over and
roughly fondle those snow-white, round jade rabbits.
I remember once playing at her house, perhaps she forgot to put them away. When I went to the bathroom, I found her
pale yellow, ultra-thin lace panties; their small size made me doubt whether they could even cover her pert buttocks
. I stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes without them noticing, and when I came out, my breathing was a little heavy.
Although the semen didn't hit her panties, the pleasurable feeling is still unforgettable. Those were her
used panties, nothing like her freshly washed underwear. I'd never had the chance to go into her room alone before,
so I'd never peeked at her underwear. That day I realized that not only was she incredibly hot, but the fabric covering her body
was also extremely sexy.
I quickly got dressed and opened the door; sure enough, it was Aunt Wang. She was wearing pajamas today; because
summer was approaching, the pajamas weren't thick, just a little loose, so I couldn't clearly feel her
hot, sexy figure underneath. Her hair was styled in a bun, with a few strands occasionally falling playfully, making her look incredibly alluring
.
"I came to hang up the laundry. Your mother told me you were home when she went downstairs, thank you for your help," she
said with a smile, completely unsuspecting of this young man who could be her son. They had an awning downstairs,
so it wasn't very convenient for them to hang their laundry there; they would occasionally come to our house to dry their clothes when the sun was strong.
"It's alright, it's alright, I'm free anyway." I eagerly helped her lift the bucket of clothes and hurriedly carried it
to the balcony. Then I went to get hangers and clips. I helped her weigh the clothes, and she was responsible for taking them out to hang
them up. Watching her struggle to bend over and hang the clothes out, my penis involuntarily became erect.
To dry in the sun, the clothes needed to be hung on the rack outside the balcony. Aunt Wang was rather petite, so
it was a bit difficult for her to reach out. Her clothes were originally loose, concealing her figure, but now, as she bent over, her buttocks
naturally stuck out. Through her thin pajama bottoms, I could see that she was wearing pure white underwear today.
And the way she was sticking out felt like an invitation for me to mount her and thrust hard.
How could a virgin like me resist? But reason told me that, even if I succeeded in raping her,
what would happen afterward? It seemed that there was no good way except to go to jail. It was highly unlikely that she wouldn't report me
.
The threat of imprisonment, coupled with public pressure, forced me to suppress my burning desire, taking deep breaths to
calm my throbbing penis. By the time it had returned to standby mode, she had finished hanging the laundry
and was about to go home with her plastic bucket.
"Aunt Wang, aren't Uncle and Xiao Chao home?" I asked casually. Xiao Chao was her son,
only a year younger than me. However, she had given birth early, so she was only thirty-eight this year.
"They went out to play and won't be back for a few days. We were planning to play mahjong with your mother, but she's
out too. Are you okay home alone? Why don't you come over for dinner these next few days?" She smiled
gently, but her alluring face made me feel inexplicably hot.
"My mom gave me money to eat out. But I might go downstairs for a free meal, Auntie, don't think I'm
shameless!" I wanted to take this opportunity to get closer, so I wouldn't refuse outright, just being modest.
"Why stand on ceremony between our two families? You're welcome anytime." Watching Aunt Wang sway her hips as she came downstairs,
I felt like I was being burned by lust. I don't know why, but seeing her today made me feel uncontrollable
. We'd only known each other for a few minutes, and I almost made a huge mistake. Maybe it was because no one was home, which made me feel less constrained
.
After Aunt Wang left, I turned on the DVD and continued watching. But my mind was filled with her image, even while watching...
Watching the intense sex scenes on TV, I would unconsciously imagine Aunt Wang in them. Today, I watched
a rape film about a repairman raping his wife at home. For some reason, I suddenly
had the urge to rape Aunt Wang.
Reason told me the consequences of rape were too great; in reality, I couldn't possibly have sex with her. But
desire, fueled by a wicked fire, quickly took over my brain. "Who cares? I'll just rape her first.
No one's home for the next couple of days anyway. I'll do it for two days and two nights, even if I go to jail, I'll be willing."
Once this evil thought took hold, I couldn't get rid of it, and my entire brain began to
devise this wicked plan. Only at this moment does human wisdom reach its peak. Indeed, it's when
people act according to their desires that they feel comfortable and do things wholeheartedly.
All afternoon, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't ejaculate. I knew that if I ejaculated, I could
suppress the urge to rape her and avoid making an irreversible mistake. However, I don't know why, even though
I was so excited I felt like I was about to ejaculate, no matter how hard I tried, I
couldn't ejaculate a single drop. My efforts continued until Aunt Wang came up to collect the laundry. I could only resign myself to letting the urge
control my body, and once I gave up the struggle, I immediately felt much lighter. Watching Aunt Wang stretch out
as she collected the laundry, I no longer felt the discomfort of holding back; instead, I felt a surge of excitement.
When she invited me down for dinner, I smiled and agreed, casually mentioning that we didn't have hot water and asking
if I could take a shower. This suggestion... I passed through easily, and smoothly packed up all the tools for the crime
and carried them downstairs. The perpetrator and the tools were already there; all that was needed was the right moment to trigger it.
I took my clothes inside to shower, but as the hot water poured over me, my desire wasn't extinguished;
instead, it burned even brighter, as if the water wasn't hot water but gasoline. I showered quickly, and when I came out, Aunt Wang
was still tidying up her clothes. Her son's clothes were already put away, and now she was arranging her and her husband's clothes.
Everything was just as I had expected—the right time and the right place. I couldn't resist, and I didn't want to. I endured
it. I walked in wearing only my underwear, my penis
bulging from excitement. Aunt Wang was startled by the sudden situation and didn't know what to do.
Just as she awkwardly turned her head, about to say something, I pushed her down onto the bed,
straddling her stomach and suppressing any possible struggles. I quickly used a strip of cloth I had prepared
to bind her right hand and tie it to the headboard. She was momentarily stunned, but seeing my
hand bound, as a woman, she vaguely guessed what I was about to do.
"Don't do this! Do you know how wrong this is!" She forced herself to calm down. Since her right
hand was already bound, she could only hope to persuade me with words and make me repent. "Let me go right now,
and I'll pretend nothing happened. We'll keep this to ourselves and no one will mention it."
She finally slowed her struggles, and without hesitation, I bound her left hand as well, then stopped. She
thought I had listened to her advice, so she stopped struggling and continued gently, "Untie me, and then I'll cook
for you. What do you like to eat? I'll make it for you."
"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," I said, feigning remorse. But if
she looked closely, she could see my penis was erect and showed no sign of relaxing.
"It's okay, Auntie doesn't blame you. Young people are naturally interested in the opposite sex," she said, forcing herself to suppress her panic
and fear, trying to persuade this already remorseful young man. "This is a little secret between us
. I won't tell anyone, and you shouldn't tell anyone either. Otherwise, your mother will worry."
She tried to use my mother to make me feel a little remorse, but a person blinded by lust wouldn't listen. Her
mention of my mother now reminded me of the morning I went into my parents' room and saw a pair of underwear lying on the floor
. Although I had previously peeked at my mother showering, I felt guilty, so it was only once
.
But when I saw the pink lace panties crumpled on the floor, the awe I
held for my mother shattered instantly. The mother I had once held in such high esteem, the one I dared not profane
, was now just a woman someone could trample on at will. Even though the man beside her was my father,
the thought of my mother being violated by another man still burned within me with a nameless rage.
After seeing the panties that day, I knew that under the blanket my parents used, there were two naked
worms intertwined. I could almost hear the sounds of their bodies colliding, like in pornographic films,
women in various positions, being fucked to the point of ecstasy. At that moment, I desperately wanted to yank back the blanket and
see my mother's body, the body that, in my mind, was no different from that of an AV actress.
My parents awkwardly sent me off to school, oblivious to the deep lust burning beneath my silent expression. Since
other men could have her, I had the same right; the taboo of incest no longer existed. From that day on,
I began to fantasize about a woman—a woman I knew very well, the one who had given birth to me.
Aunt Wang hadn't expected that these words wouldn't extinguish my lust; instead, they fueled it, making my fighting spirit even
stronger, almost bursting through my underwear. Seeing my silence, she assumed I was struggling with an internal conflict and didn't
rush me, only gently comforting me.
"Aunt Wang, I've always liked you! I like you so much!" I suddenly confessed to her excitedly
. This was something I had always wanted to say, so it wasn't acting. Being able to say these words to her felt like
fulfilling a long-held wish. "Seeing your sexy body swaying so often, I masturbate every night,
thinking about your naked body. Aunt Wang, please satisfy me just this once! Just once, just once, otherwise
I'll die with regrets..."
"No, you can't do this..." She was startled by my sudden, excited confession, not expecting this reaction.
She didn't know how to handle the situation and could only plead with me. "No, let me go! If you keep doing this... "
"Going down would be a crime. Just let me go, and I'll pretend nothing happened..."
"I don't care, I'm going to have sex with you today, even if it kills me, I'll still have sex with you." I hugged her body
, ignoring her struggles, and wouldn't let go. "Aunt Wang, just promise me this once! We're going to
do it anyway, so just promise me. After we're done, I promise I won't tell anyone. Let's pretend nothing happened, okay?"
She didn't expect me to use her words against her, and suddenly didn't know what to say. She knew she probably couldn't
escape today, but she just wasn't willing to surrender easily, always thinking that if she held on a little longer, maybe the other party would give up.
"No... I can't do this... I'm so much older than you... We can't do that kind of thing..."
"Since you won't agree, I'll have to force myself on you." I had secretly rummaged through a pile of clothes and found a
pair of her underwear. Now, hearing my declaration, she was about to scream for help. Just as she opened her mouth, I took
the opportunity to stuff a pair of underwear inside, instantly silencing her scream. Although it was impossible to completely silence her,
the "whimpering" was very faint, and no one could hear it through the wall.
Just as I was about to tear off her clothes, I suddenly heard a knock at the door. She was naturally full of hope, but I
wasn't afraid of anything. After getting dressed, I opened the door and greeted the visitor with a smile.
"Oh, it's Xiaopeng. Where did your Aunt Wang go?" It was the woman from across the street, around forty years old,
rather tall and robust, not quite my type, so I usually didn't talk to her much.
"She went out to buy groceries. I'm having dinner at her house today." Our two families often visited each other; everyone in the neighborhood
knew that, so I wasn't afraid she would suspect anything.
"Actually, it's nothing much. We're just going out today and won't be back until tomorrow or the day after. We wanted her to keep an eye on
the door so no strangers could break in." "I'll pass it on to her." I waved goodbye and closed the door. I smiled broadly.
It was truly a stroke of luck; even if I made a lot of noise at night, no one would hear me.
I walked towards the bedroom while taking off my clothes. By the time I reached the bed, I was completely naked,
wearing nothing at all. Aunt Wang looked at me with fear on her face. She couldn't speak now, only able to mumble incoherently. I
had no interest in listening to her threats or persuasion; getting my hands on her was what I wanted to do first.
With a "ripping sound," I ripped off her thin nightgown, then her pajama bottoms. Since I was already raping her
, what did it matter if I tore her clothes? Seeing her pure white underwear against her snow-white skin, my
still-erect penis instantly became hard again.
"Waaah!" Tears streamed down her face as she cried, looking exceptionally pitiful, but this only
fueled my animalistic desires. Her feet weren't tied up, and she struggled even more fiercely; I wanted her to struggle.
I ripped off her bra, watching her writhe, her large breasts swaying, revealing alluring white
waves—a truly pleasing sight.
"Aunt Wang, I didn't expect you to be so eager, even shaking your big breasts for me. Do you
want me to fuck you faster?" As soon as I said that, she froze, unsure whether to continue her display of breast waves
or give up and let me violate her step by step.
"Auntie, let's have a milk cannon! I wonder if Uncle Chen (her husband) has ever played with your
breasts like this? Never? What a waste of your huge breasts. A big-breasted wife! What an alluring existence!"
I held one of her soft, large breasts in one hand, then straddled her chest,
clamping my penis between her breasts, and began to enjoy the pleasure of the friction from her tender breasts by kneading them with both hands.
Aunt Wang whimpered in grief and indignation, but she couldn't break free from my grip. Her legs, which had been kicking behind her,
slowly relaxed due to exhaustion. She glared at me fiercely, seemingly trying to make me back down with her eyes, but
I was determined to fuck her, how could I give up at this point?
Because I couldn't have her give me oral sex, I satisfied myself with breast sex. It wasn't my first time with a woman,
so I wasn't very good at these moves. I'd watched a lot of AVs, but it was still quite difficult to actually do them. I just
rubbed my penis with her breasts. Although she was mortified, she didn't actually do anything too outrageous
.
I knelt down in front of her and slapped my erect penis against her face with a crisp "smack
." My penis is nearly 20 centimeters long and 5 centimeters thick when erect, far exceeding the average Asian man's,
so while she felt humiliated, she was also secretly surprised by my size.
"Aunt Wang, isn't my penis big? Uncle Chen's is definitely not as big as mine. Tonight,
I'll let you have your fill." I slapped her face repeatedly with my penis. Although it didn't hurt, this kind of
humiliation could give a woman a strange stimulation mixed with the insult, and even a slight uncontrollable sexual desire.
Seeing her struggle as if she wanted to speak, I gently pulled out my underwear, which was already soaked with her saliva. Since
everyone next door had gone out, I was even less afraid of being overheard. Her hands were tied, and I could subdue her at any moment
. I was also curious about what she was going to say.
"Xiaopeng... yours is too big... Auntie will be killed by you... Auntie knows you're suffering, let go of
Auntie, Auntie will help you get it out with her hand." She pleaded, her face full of pitiful pleas. Although
I had seen her naked, she was still too embarrassed to say those words. Offering to help me masturbate was enough to make her
ashamed.
"I don't want to lie to you. Whether you cooperate or not today, I'm going to do you. I've made such a big
decision to rape you, I can't just give up halfway, or I'll live with regret for the rest of my life.
Aunt Wang, I only want to do it with you once, and I don't want to hurt you. If you cooperate, I'll be gentle."
I directly shattered her delaying tactics.
Hearing my words, a look of despair appeared on her face, and two lines of tears naturally slid down her cheeks. She wanted
to scream, but she knew I would gag her before she could. Since it was pointless, why
struggle?
Seeing her lying on the bed without resistance, I chuckled twice, ripped her panties apart, and
tossed them aside. Since she wasn't resisting, I'd make good use of that; then she wouldn't have
the ability to resist later.
I lifted her legs and placed them on my shoulders, supporting her snow-white legs with my hands. My fingers deftly parted
her pubic hair, revealing her dark red labia majora. She seemed to realize what I was about to do. Although she had
decided not to resist, the thought of being given oral sex by a boy old enough to be her son was still
unacceptable; even her husband had never done this.
Feeling her wriggling hips, I continued to part her labia majora, pressing my face against hers without hesitation
, my tongue gently licking her labia minora. Originally, with her buttocks lifted, her entire waist and
lower body were suspended in the air, so she didn't need much strength. But when I licked her labia, she suddenly
struggled violently.
"No… ah… don't lick… it… it itches…" She knew her cries would be lewd, so she deliberately
lowered her voice, afraid of being heard. Before, she desperately wanted someone to rescue her, but now, if others saw her
, she didn't know what they would think; she wouldn't be able to face anyone anymore.
"Aunt Wang, is your vagina itchy? I'll use my tongue to relieve the itch, and your clitoris is all swollen
. Poor thing, let me suck it for you." After probing her vaginal opening with the tip of my tongue, I deftly circled her
erect clitoris. My mouth moved closer, sucking on it like a nipple, my tongue occasionally brushing
against the tip of her clitoris.
"Don't... I'm... I'm dying... you little lecher... stop... you're killing me
..." She finally stopped speaking with a straight face, her fair face turned crimson, heavy breathing came from her upturned nose
, and alluring moans escaped from her red lips.
"If I'm a little lecher, then you're a little slut. You just said no, but now you're cooperating so well, your
legs are so tight, isn't it great?" I didn't expect the moves I learned from AVs to be so effective. But then again,
it works every time on those seasoned actresses, let alone a respectable woman like Aunt Wang.
Under my relentless onslaught, her delicate body trembled violently, an alluring sight, utterly irresistible. Her moans
were incredibly seductive; any normal man would find her whimpering irresistible.
"I'm not...don't lick...I can't take it...I'm going to come..." My lips and tongue moved incessantly, and
within seconds, I felt a tingling sensation. Aunt Wang was also completely disoriented by my ministrations, her legs
clamping even tighter, and then, with a high-pitched cry, warm, lustful fluid sprayed all over my face. I didn't pull away,
letting her fluids continue to flow, stimulating her sensitive areas.
"I'm dying! I'm dying! I'm dying!" She not only clamped my head between her legs, but her bound hands also
tore at the sheets, a picture of fragile vulnerability, utterly unable to bear the humiliation. But the pleasure of her orgasm made her disregard everything,
her body convulsing, her mouth wide open like a fish out of water, desperately trying to breathe
, but to no avail.
Perhaps it was the intimate physical contact that allowed me to sense the limits of her orgasm. Then, my tongue pressed hard against her
clitoris, the tip relentlessly ravaging the small fleshy bud, eliciting another cry of agony from her. As the final wave
of climax subsided, her emotions slowly calmed down, though her body still trembled occasionally.
"You've had your fill, now it's my turn. I told you before, I don't want to hurt you, so I'll bring you
to orgasm first. Your vagina should be ready for my penetration." I knelt between her legs, placing her
spread legs on my thighs. Then, with one hand, I lifted her supple waist, and with the other, I guided my
penis towards her vaginal opening.
"No...no..." she struggled weakly, partly due to the exhaustion after her orgasm, and partly because
I had lowered her defenses, her will to resist wasn't so strong anymore. She comforted herself, telling herself that she couldn't escape anyway
, and struggling was futile. Although somewhat tragic, it was indeed the truth; no matter how she resisted,
she couldn't escape her fate of being raped.
As I sensed her resistance slowly waning, I gradually increased my pace. She felt my egg-
sized glans pressing against her labia, as if trying to force my way in. Her beautiful legs, spread out on either side, trembled slightly
. A strange and complex emotion filled her heart: the fear of being penetrated by someone other than her husband,
the thrill of infidelity, and the desire for sex.
"Oh…!" Just as I parted her labia and forcefully and smoothly penetrated her, we both
let out a satisfied sigh. However, mine was more about pleasure and anticipation of the upcoming encounter, while hers
was perhaps more about helplessness and guilt, along with the immense fullness in her lower body, which made her
worry and fear of being torn apart.
I held her waist with both hands to prevent her from sliding on the bed, and the intense friction between my penis and vagina
made me close my eyes involuntarily. Whenever I encountered difficulty advancing, I would pull back a little, and then
forcefully thrust in again. Each pullback was followed by a deeper exploration.
Despite the abundance of vaginal fluid, Aunt Wang's vagina was incredibly tight. My penis felt like it
was encased in a rubber sheath, making each thrust a tremendous challenge. However, her virginal
tightness sent shivers of pleasure through me, the aggressor. If I weren't afraid of hurting her, I would have already plunged in all
the way.
While I was engrossed in my work, I didn't notice Aunt Wang watching me with a complex expression. Although she
was immediately overwhelmed by the continuous pleasure, something within her had changed. Seeing me
slowly penetrating, suppressing my own pleasure, a strange warmth welled up inside her.
She remembered the first time her husband penetrated her; he, too, was an incredibly lustful young man, and
he had thrust in like a beast, completely disregarding her feelings. She vividly remembered
the excruciating pain of that merciless blow.
This young man, though raping her, and although it was his first time too, knew to be considerate,
suppressing his own desire so as not to hurt her. Because of this detail, she gradually changed her
opinion of the young man. Perhaps he really just admired her, or perhaps he was a gentle person.
At that moment, engrossed in the pleasure of penetration, I was completely unaware of the psychological changes in the woman beneath me. I didn't know that
some lies, when repeated, can slowly be believed. I had told her several times that I didn't want to hurt her, so she believed me
, but I simply didn't want to hurt her, otherwise, there would be no fun left.
"Aunt Wang, your vagina is so tight, are you a virgin?" Although the question was foolish,
such a tight vagina made me wonder. Of course, I didn't know what a virgin felt like; she was
my first woman. But no one answered me, so I could only awkwardly continue my work.
It took almost a minute to penetrate Aunt Wang's vagina to its deepest point. To my surprise, my glans
was already touching her clitoris, but half of it was still sticking out. Isn't it said that a woman's vagina is very deep, capable of
accommodating all men? How come it was only halfway in?
Of course, my penis was too long, but her vagina was indeed not deep, so it could only accommodate half before it
was full. I didn't know that her husband's size perfectly filled her vagina, and since he was her first and
only man (though not anymore), she always assumed a man's penis perfectly filled her vagina
. She was afraid to look at her genitals where men and women intercourse were, so she didn't notice that half of my penis was still inside.
"Aunt Wang, do you think my penis is big?" I didn't continue exploring; the tight grip
was already making me close to ejaculation, let alone penetrating deeper. After whispering this in her ear, my hips
began to thrust vigorously, my thick penis pumping in and out of her vagina.
"Mmm…!" she cried out through her nose, a sound both plaintive and pleasurable. Faced with my question,
she instinctively tried to avoid it, because it was too embarrassing for her. With each thrust of my penis, she felt
her genitals being pulled outwards and then pushed inwards by friction, her entire body out of her control.
She tried desperately to grip the sheets, but her lower body was lifted up, making it impossible to control
her movements. She swayed back and forth with each thrust. Her large, voluptuous breasts undulated restlessly with every
stroke, creating ripples of white flesh.
I leaned down, embracing her restless body, my hands slipping under her armpits and pulling her
shoulders from behind. This meant that with each thrust, she couldn't mitigate the impact with movement, forced to
endure the overwhelming pleasure of her clitoris trembling.
"Don't...it's going to break...you...you bad man...please...slow down..." she
whispered in my ear, pleading. If she weren't afraid of being overheard, she would have screamed to relieve the immense, overwhelming pleasure.
I lay on top of her, Aunt Wang's soft breasts brushing against my chest, fueling my desire
, and my thrusts became even more intense. Her body was limp, her milky-white, naked body as soft as water,
while a blazing fire burned within her, constantly adding heat to her water-like form.
After only two or three minutes of penetration, feeling as soft and warm as embracing hot milk, I couldn't resist lowering my head
to suckle her sweat-drenched, slippery skin. Her legs had unconsciously wrapped around my back, leaving our
bodies with little obstruction, and each of my thrusts relentlessly struck her delicate clitoris.
"Oh… Aunt Wang… I'm about to cum… Can I cum inside…?" It was my first time, and
only three or four minutes after penetration, the urge to ejaculate surged powerfully. I couldn't stop her, nor could I; I could only intensify each
thrust, hoping she would also experience the excitement and joy of orgasm.
"No… don't cum inside… today is my fertile period… cum outside…" Her voice was muffled,
as if she were lost in a sea of desire, but hearing my declaration of ejaculation, she reluctantly gave an answer
. It seemed that even if I were to ejaculate inside, she wouldn't stop me; she was completely captivated by lust.
"Tell me where to ejaculate? On your buttocks or your breasts? Or on your face or in your mouth?"
My breathing became heavy; if I hadn't been trying to suppress it, my semen would have already gushed out. But I saw that
her face was also flushed, her eyes even more glazed; she was probably about to reach orgasm.
"Ah…don't ejaculate inside…" Her orgasm came even faster; she couldn't think about my question anymore
, and could only clamp my legs together, trying to keep my penis inside her so she could experience more of that
desperate pleasure.
"I…" I wanted to say something, but she had already restrained my movements with her legs. Although I
could still break free with force, that would have created an awkward silence. Just as I was about to pull out my penis and ejaculate onto her labia majora
, a suction force came from her clitoris.
This sudden force instantly shattered my defenses; a thick liquid flowed from my penis and spurted out through
the urethral opening. Even my ejaculation ducts trembled slightly from the heat, let alone
the vagina of a woman gushing during orgasm. Aunt Wang's body trembled even more violently from the heat of my semen, and the vaginal
fluid secreted from deep within her increased even more.
"I'm going to die…!" I gripped her shoulders tightly, pressing my glans against her clitoris to ensure
it wouldn't be thrown out by her swaying, guaranteeing that every drop of semen would reach the deepest part of her vagina.
Our simultaneous orgasms lasted for several tens of seconds, but for the next minute or two, we
were both silent, only breathing heavily. Although I had just ejaculated, the pressure of her large breasts
gave my previously limp penis a renewed sense of life.
This feeling wasn't just mine; the other person also realized it, after all, my penis was still inside her
. Aunt Wang twisted her limp body, no longer having the strength to struggle. Her voice
was also delicate and weak, like that of a young lady from an ancient noble family, with only a hint of incredulous surprise in her tone.
"You're going to do it again? Wasn't it just now..."
"I've already told you, I love you to death, I want to be with you every single second. Aunt Wang,
were you satisfied just now? Want to do it again?" I lewdly propped myself up, my lower body still tightly inserted into her
body, one hand gently kneading her white and tender breasts.
"Are you trying to kill me?! I almost got... You've already done it once, I'll grant your wish."
"Okay, shouldn't you let me go now?" The blush on her face hadn't faded, but as the climax subsided, her
rationality slowly returned.
"I told you not to ejaculate inside, but you still did..." "It's not my fault. I asked for your
opinion before, but you didn't answer where I could ejaculate. Also, in the end, you clamped my buttocks with your legs, making it
impossible for me to pull out, so I had no choice but to give in to your wishes and ejaculate inside." I pushed it all away, then buried my face
in her large breasts, pinching her small nipples with both hands while my lips and tongue sucked on the two tender mounds of flesh.
"Stop it... let me go..." Seeing that I was about to repeat the same mistake, she quickly started
to wriggle restlessly, but she didn't realize that such restless movements would only fuel my lust. "How can you be so
untrustworthy!"
"I begged you before, saying I'd let you go after just one time, but you didn't agree. Now I don't have to abide by
a deal you didn't agree to, so I'll just do whatever I want." I lifted her chin, kissed
her lips, and said wickedly, "Weren't you enjoying it too?"
"I...I didn't..." She knew her rebuttal was weak, because even she knew
how lewd she had just acted, not like I was raping her, but like an adulterous couple having sex. And she
knew she couldn't resist the invasion of his large penis, and the
overwhelming sexual pleasure she had never experienced before.
"Aunt Wang, your vagina is very shallow and narrow. I only inserted half of it just now, and half of my penis was still sticking out
. Tsk tsk tsk, if I went all the way in, I wonder if you could handle it?" I deliberately lifted her genitals,
exposing our point of contact. Now my penis was fully erect, and half of it was still sticking out of her vulva
.
She saw that it was indeed only halfway in, the inner part already pressing against her clitoris. If
it were fully inserted, it might rupture her uterus. Then, the boy raping her certainly wouldn't
pull out and ejaculate outside. The thought of being fully inserted and having semen poured into her uterus made her
face turn pale.
"I was being kind to you earlier, not wanting you to suffer. Since you're so stubborn and refuse to cooperate, I
'll just let you experience the ultimate pleasure of being a woman. I bet
most women never get to experience deep penetration, since your husband never gave you that. You're lucky, I'm providing this service for free. Just enjoy it.
" I held her tightly, my glans tentatively probing inside. It was indeed
difficult, but not insurmountable.
"Please...please...don't go any further...please pull it out...I'll agree to anything you ask..." Although
I hadn't penetrated her yet, she felt immense pressure, as if his thick, long rod could
break through her cervix at any moment, rampaging unrestrainedly inside her uterus. Faced with this terrifying pressure, she
finally began to waver and yield.
"Really agree to anything? Including cooperating with me during sex?" I relaxed my probing attack on her cervix,
raised my head, and stared intently into her eyes. Seeing her slowly and humiliatedly nod, I finally smiled silently.
"Alright, I won't force it all the way in, but if you break the agreement and don't agree to my terms
, I can tear up this agreement at any time." She knew that once she nodded, she would fall into boundless darkness
(boundless darkness might be boundless light; as long as you give up some of your insistence, then darkness will turn into light
). This seemingly obedient boy actually harbored an evil demon within, and she had no idea what even more
humiliating things awaited her. But she was at his mercy; if she didn't agree now, she would be
tortured to the point of near death by that thick, long thing, even to the point of wishing she were dead. So she could only nod slightly.
"Look at the camera and say what we agreed on. If you don't, it's a breach of contract!"
He pulled out a phone from his clothes, with a "pop" as he pulled out his penis, stood up, and pointed the camera at the naked
Aunt Wang. A fruit knife in his hand reflected the light. "I am willing to be your slave and
will never disobey my master's orders. If I disobey my master's orders, I am willing to accept any punishment. Look at the camera
and say it quickly; I don't have time to play with your photography."
"I...am willing...to be...your...slave, and will never disobey...my master's orders. If I disobey...my master
's orders, I, Wang Meihua, am willing to accept...any punishment." Aunt Wang said these words with shame and indignation. Knowing
that she had no way out, she could only obediently submit to my will, otherwise she wouldn't be able to get through these two days.
She was now terrified I would kill her to silence her. After all, I had been so heartless as to rape her, so murder would
n't be entirely unexpected. She wasn't too afraid of the video being leaked; even if her family saw it, it would only be because she
had been forced to say it. More importantly, she and her husband had no feelings left, so
she valued her life more than her reputation.
"Aunt Wang, I'm very satisfied with your quick cooperation. Actually, it's not that many days. My mother, your
husband, and son won't be back for another two days. In the meantime, it's not
unreasonable for us to enjoy ourselves a little. Once my mother returns, I won't bother you anymore. Let's just treat it as a dream
, a dream that leaves no trace!" I didn't expect her to throw herself into my arms with just a few words; I just wanted to plant a
seed in her heart, hoping it might blossom and bear fruit someday. Seeing her fall silent, I stopped urging her and
turned my gaze to her still slightly warm lower body.
The attraction between male and female genitalia is irresistible, and besides, I had no intention of resisting, so I followed
the guidance of my desire and slowly inserted my penis. Although I had just pioneered her, Aunt Wang's vagina was still very
tight, gripping me very comfortably. She had already slightly adapted to my entry, and with the ample lubrication of my genitals
, I quickly resumed my previous high speed.
"Oh... ah... no... too fast... you bad man... you want to kill me... oh..." Her
defenses were no longer so tight; perhaps she had come to some understanding. Treat today's experience as a wet dream;
since it's a dream, there's no need to worry so much, just enjoy the present moment.
"I'm a bad person, a really, really bad person, otherwise how could I dare to rape a decent woman like you?
Oh! Squeeze me tight, watch me fuck you to death, your ass is amazing, it feels almost like your breasts."
I didn't care if anyone outside could hear, I'd already done the rape, why would I be afraid of being discovered? Anyway, I'd already had my
way, so I wasn't too bad off.
"Help! You're going in too deep...you're killing me...slower...slower...I'm almost there..."
Letting go of her inhibitions, she threw herself into the pleasure of lust, and her orgasm came faster than expected.
But when she reached the peak of desire, she was surprised to find that the rod that had been messing with her body this time hadn't
come along with her orgasm.
I was also a little surprised that she orgasmed so quickly. Last time it took me three or four minutes to bring her to orgasm, but this time
it only took a little over a minute before she couldn't help but tremble, leaving behind a pool of vaginal fluid and collapsing. I slowed my movements
, only making gentle, rhythmic motions, and leaned down, greedily kissing her rosy cherry lips, my tongue
teasing her sweet, fragrant tongue.
Whether from orgasm or a complete abandonment of morality, she kissed me passionately,
guiding this novice with her slender, fragrant tongue. At the same time, her orgasm gradually subsided, her body limp as if boneless
, her legs, wrapped around my waist, drooping as I held her in my arms.
However, I hadn't ejaculated yet, my desire unfulfilled, so the urge to penetrate her still overwhelmed
everything else. With each muffled groan from her, I increased the speed of my thrusts. But because we were still locked in a passionate kiss,
I couldn't move too fast, maintaining a certain rhythm to avoid our teeth colliding. "Xiao Peng, you can move faster, Auntie can take it," 　　she whispered,
her eyes already hazy, lust reigning once more , in a brief pause between kisses.
Her words were undoubtedly
an encouragement to me, no less powerful than a battle cry, instantly exciting me
. I began to plow the fertile field beneath me, panting heavily.
Time ticked by, and we, oblivious to the passage of time, only wanted to
generate immense pleasure through repeated physical encounters, immersing ourselves in boundless joy. Outside the door, perhaps
one or two people paused because of the occasional sounds of pleasure and lewd talk, but they would never guess that the people wrestling inside
were not a couple, but a rapist and his victim.
As she reached her third climax, I finally felt the urge to ejaculate. Ignoring her sweet
pleas for mercy, I was like a bull in heat, focused only on fucking my mate, wanting to
fully enact the joys and sorrows of biological reproduction, using my penis and her vagina, through the most primal collision, to achieve a
sublimation of life.
No matter how noble and beautiful the language, it cannot conceal the filth and ugliness of lust; yet, no
one is immune. Using sordid means to achieve noble ends is an unavoidable
phenomenon, from nature to human society. This behavior hides in corners we can and cannot see; even saints can
be dragged down from their pedestals.
At the moment of ejaculation, I heard her cry. It was a cry of uncontrollable joy,
as if the joy of rebirth after overcoming countless hardships to reach ultimate bliss. This joy could not be expressed by simple laughter
; it had to be expressed through the contrast of crying, revealing this emotion to its fullest extent.
As for myself, I was immersed in a strange state of mind, as if shedding the burdens that had been increasing for over a decade
, feeling light and airy, as if I might ascend to immortality at any moment. It was also like a hymn to life.
A praise for the epic tragedy of humanity's struggle against nature through reproduction over millions of years; a hymn to the origin of life
.
With this climax came a spiritual shock and baptism for both of us. It seemed we had transcended
the limitations of the physical body; spiritually, we achieved a carnal pleasure akin to intercourse. Physical fatigue
and excitement were temporarily set aside; at this moment, we only wanted to immerse ourselves in the pleasure of spiritual communion and never wake up.
(To be continued)

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