Mature body fetish

Hui-shan was obsessed with young men. No, it was young men who were obsessed with Hui-shan. Li-wen was twenty-five when he first met her. Hui-shan was already in her forties. Divorced, she longed for a man to love her in her twilight years, even though she knew it would be a young, strong man. The age gap and the psychological barrier made Hui-shan hesitant to accept this young man who could be her son. But material desires and physical desires are two sides of the same coin...

The friction of a man's penis inside her vagina was more arousing than the penis itself.

When she closed her eyes, her mind was focused on the feeling of being loved during intercourse.

Unlike men, whose vision trumps everything,

Hui-shan's penis would become erect at the sight of a woman's bare breasts.

However, on this round bed, Hui-shan always kept her eyes open when she made love with Li-wen.

A large mirror hung from the ceiling, like a movie screen, displaying Liwen's actions on the bed in full view.

She didn't understand why her Liwen would hang such a large mirror on the ceiling; if she weren't lying in bed, she wouldn't have noticed its purpose.

She never asked Liwen why there was a mirror reflecting the scene on the bed in the bedroom ceiling.

Liwen's sex routine involved the woman on top, which meant he was facing away from the mirror.

He preferred to see directly and caress his woman's skin.

Visually, men always have the advantage in viewing a woman's body. He didn't see how passionate or exciting the sex scene was reflected in the mirror.

Everything was under his command, using what he considered to be moderate depths and shallow thrusts, and caresses in rhythm, accurately grasping his woman's sensitive areas, like a master chef controlling the heat perfectly, and then plunging into the fire of passion with his woman, bringing their blood to a boiling point.

Huishan discovered this mirror in Liwen's bedroom and was captivated by it, associating it with scenes of lovemaking.

She seemed captivated by the mirror; even before she undressed, she saw herself lying naked on it.

The emptiness between her spread thighs became a symbol of erotic anticipation.

For a long time, only one person was beside her, covering her nakedness and gaining access to her.

Later, after she became the mistress of the bedroom, she altered its furnishings, placing a large wardrobe to hang the new clothes she and Liwen had bought for themselves.

Huishan politely asked Liwen's opinion first, as he was the master of the house.

He cared about having a large, comfortable bed with a springy mattress; he liked the rebound when he pressed down on his woman, so that her body would bounce back towards him, making it easier for him to penetrate her. Therefore,

as long as there was a bed and it didn't interfere with their sex life, he wouldn't interfere, letting Huishan do as she pleased.

Huishan left the bed and mirror where they were.

Huishan enjoyed their bed, which evenly supported her body.

The fabric of her designer nightgown rubbed against the sheets, like a pair of gentle, caring hands stroking her skin.

When Liwen's weight slowly pressed down on her, she felt their skin pressed together, as if they had become one. Especially since Liwen's penis could easily and gently slip into her vagina, slowly engulfing her.

This was the feeling a woman longed for—to be one with a man.

He gave it to her so easily.

The fullness inside her vagina and the undulation of his penis were the best reward she received for keeping this man. When she couldn't think of any brand of high heels she hadn't worn, she preferred to have this penis inside her, giving her the real sense of possessing this man.

At least, while he was inside her, she had the right to say that this thing and its owner were hers.

She noticed the position of the mirror on the ceiling, which reflected the process of making love from different angles.

She wanted to see Liwen pressing down on her and kissing her, kissing her breasts, navel, and pubic area.

She wanted to see, just like Liwen, the folds of her labia and the dripping love juice as he opened them and licked them.

Then, he would lift his hips, thrust in and out, rise and fall.

After making love, he would hold her, kiss her, tease her nipples, and in the warmth of their lovemaking, caress each other, gradually falling asleep.

In that hazy, half-awake state, she imagined Liwen's handsome face in the mirror, his smile, his lustful eyes, his well-proportioned body—he should actually be in another woman's arms, yet he was sleeping with his head on her bare breasts.

She needed these feelings to face her and Liwen's tomorrow.

Liwen didn't care whether Huishan closed her eyes during lovemaking. He had been with many women and noticed that Huishan was different from other women in one way: her eyes were open, staring at the ceiling.

Perhaps Liwen thought Huishan always made love with her eyes open, or perhaps he only cared about enjoying Huishan's body and extracting pleasure from her.

According to him, this was his way of instilling happiness in her.

Huishan not having her eyes fully closed didn't hinder his passion.

What he needed was for his woman to react sexually, such as moaning, showing an expression of enjoyment on her face, tightly gripping his shoulders, and telling him how powerful his thrusts were, making her feel like she couldn't live without him.

None of that was faked; Huishan definitely enjoyed being loved, her nipples being kissed, caressed, and covered by Liwen's warm body.

Waves of pleasure emanated from her clitoris, pleasure she had earned herself.

Since she was in a position of being manipulated, she let Liwen do whatever he wanted, and so she released herself, immersing herself in the endless pleasure reflected in the mirror.

She didn't just rely on her senses; she needed to see a scene from above, to be taken to heaven, to see herself and Liwen in all their positions during intercourse.

The first time she saw herself naked and embracing Liwen in bed, his hands exploring her various sexual responses, she felt it was an ingenious design.

When Liwen began to kiss her, she had already closed her eyes, unable to watch.

Partly it was discomfort, partly shame.

As Liwen pinched her nipples and teased her labia with his tongue, through her half-closed eyes she saw his figure, his smooth, firm buttocks raised and circling in the air. She asked herself the most serious question of her life: Is this what I really want to do?

Liwen had already stated his requirements: during sex, her body must be completely exposed, and she was not allowed to cover any part of her body.

His reason was that her figure was so well-maintained that it would be a waste not to let others see it.

His ultimate goal was to completely possess her body.

The only way to possess her body was to completely expose her and insert his genitals into her.

He had no intention of procreation… intercourse was the appropriate way he felt to express his love for Huishan.

What does it mean that Hui-shan was able to comply with Li-wen's demands, appearing naked in front of him, whether he asked her to undress herself or had him undress her for him? It means that

Hui-shan's body no longer belonged to her, but to Li-wen.

Li-wen wanted Hui-shan to expose herself for him, and if things continued, the ultimate goal was to have sex with her.

Liwen wanted sexual satisfaction from her body.

Huishan, sacrificing her looks, spreading her legs to let Liwen enter her, and using all her strength to keep him on the bed—what was she pursuing? Was it perhaps for aesthetic pleasure?

Two fleshy worms writhing and panting.

Every movement of Liwen—hitting her, kissing her, caressing her—was clearly visible.

She saw how Liwen worshipped her breasts, holding the two soft mounds in his hands, kissing and caressing them at will. Her

nipples were in Liwen's mouth, sucking incessantly, gently biting with his teeth, causing her a slight pain. When she cried out in pain, she saw a blush rise on her face.

And she saw her own legs wrapped tightly around Liwen's thighs, like snakes coiled around him.

She found Liwen's arched body, his raised buttocks, and their intertwined lovemaking posture beautiful, as beautiful as a scene from a film by the master photographer Hamilton.

Therefore, the mirror hanging from the ceiling above her head was not an idea for interior design.

Even when not having sex, Hui-shan would look up at herself in the mirror. Some nights, Li-wen would come home late.

No matter how busy he was with work, he would call Hui-shan to tell her when he would definitely be back and to let her know in advance whether they wanted to have sex that night so she could prepare.

Li-wen was quite particular about what he wanted in bed. He would specify how she should dress and what kind of atmosphere she wanted in the bedroom… Hui-shan, of course, could do it.

The rule of giving advance notice before having sex was a rare agreement among cohabiting couples… Hui-shan also had the right to express her sexual needs, and Li-wen couldn't refuse.

Hui-shan might be interested in having sex two or three times in one night, but she also had to restrain herself.

Hui-shan was self-aware; she couldn't resist Li-wen's kisses on her firm breasts.

However, after Li-wen ejaculated, as soon as his penis slipped out of her vagina, Hui-shan turned her back to him.

No matter how long he kissed the back of her neck or rubbed her nipples until they were hard as rocks, Hui-shan wouldn't open her legs.

She knew in her heart that she had to conserve her body, lest Liwen tire of it.

Huishan was a worldly woman; she knew how to win the favor of a young man.

He would love her until tomorrow night.

She used her body as collateral to exchange for Liwen's affection and all his needs.

In the realm of material life, women are often kept.

Huishan's weakness was that she had accepted Liwen's material benefits and lost her virginity, putting her at a disadvantage.

The mismatch in their seniority left her with no room for negotiation.

Her only remaining hope was that Liwen still respected her as an elder. She needed Liwen to understand that she hadn't actually lost control of her sexual desires.

Huishan's thoughts were self-deception; she was unaware that she had already lost control of her lust.

Sometimes she regretted sleeping with Liwen so easily.

The game of mutual seduction had barely begun before she had already climaxed with him.

After cursing herself, she also cursed the mirror, for it had captured her soul.

When she saw Liwen in the mirror, leaning close to her, kissing her neck, and unzipping her dress, her whole body went limp. She collapsed into Liwen's arms like a little girl, and they both fell onto the bed. Then

, with her help, Liwen quickly stripped her naked.

She was now completely naked before him, allowing him to admire her.

Liwen's hands roamed down her body from her shoulder blades… She heard a long-unheard exclamation.

How could she, overnight, have lost her status and position as an elder and become Liwen's woman?

That night, they spent the entire evening observing each other, their thoughts already crossing boundaries.

Huishan realized she was at a disadvantage from the start. The moment she entered Liwen's house, she understood that Liwen had already stripped her naked according to his imagination.

She smelled the temptation in the air, and she planned how Liwen would use an excuse to get close to her and kiss her.

She knew it wouldn't be difficult for Liwen to undress her; psychologically, she was already naked before him.

All of this was within her expectations, unless Liwen wasn't a man.

Even before Liwen touched her body, a feeling of being stripped naked spread across her skin; it was Liwen's eyes that convinced her she was completely naked before him. X

-ray vision isn't just a matter of "psychological psychology" or infrared technology.

Every lustful man's eyes already possess the ability to see through a woman's clothes, to see the figure of the woman he desires.

She asked Liwen why he stared at her like that all night.

He said, "You're only realizing now that I'm looking at you like this?"

Huishan said, "What are you planning to do by bringing me home?"

Liwen said, "Auntie, why don't you use the word 'illicit' to describe what I'm thinking?"

Huishan said, "It's good that you admit it; I've seen through your ulterior motives for a long time.

If I were any other girl, I would have already slept with you, wouldn't I?" "Don't you consider me your elder anymore?

Tell me, with so many women, why would you set your sights on your aunt? I shouldn't be considered one of your conquests."

He said, "Because you are also a woman, but not an ordinary woman, you are an aunt I admire.

I feel it's an honor to conquer such a noble aunt as you." "I'm sorry, the word 'conquer' is a white lie.

I've made getting you a goal in my life... and another reason, I feel it's my responsibility to take care of you, to make sure you live well and dress well.

I can give many good things to the women I want a long-term relationship with, why not to my most beloved one?

Of course, there needs to be an irresistible attraction that makes me set my sights on you.

So, I admit, I'm trying to seduce you.

" Huishan said, "You still haven't told me what you're thinking?"

Liwen said, "I'll only tell you if you promise not to run away."

Huishan paused, then nodded in agreement.

Liwen said, "I'm tired of my conquest life and want to change things up."

Huishan said, "What does that have to do with me?"

Liwen said, "That feeling was given to me by you." I have a delusional idea, and I've already said it. Why should I chase after other women when the woman I most desire is already right in front of me?

If I could get Auntie as my woman, I would have obtained everything one could possibly get from a woman.

So, with this goal in mind, I started dating you.

Yes, I had this motive from the very beginning.

You readily accepted my invitation and spent Valentine's Day with me.

You didn't reject this romantic arrangement, and afterwards, you didn't pay attention to any other women, focusing entirely on being with you.

"You mean, you want Auntie to cook and do your laundry for you?"

Huishan said, glancing towards Liwen's bedroom. She said to him, "You can't be without other women. I can tell if you're lying just by looking at your room." She pushed open the door and saw a large round bed in the center.

Huishan went in, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked up. The mirror reflected her breasts and deep cleavage, barely concealed by her low-cut neckline.

Liwen stood in front of her and said, "Mom, do you like it? Is the mattress firm enough? I believe it's perfect for us to make love on.

This apartment was bought for you, and the room was designed for you. If you like it, this bed is yours, and the apartment is yours too. The only condition is that you let me sleep with you."

Liwen's bluntness stunned Huishan.

She had anticipated some flirtatious actions from Liwen, such as getting close under some pretext, touching her body, or even asking for kisses and caresses.

If she didn't dislike it, she would accept.

She even planned for Liwen to slip his hand under her skirt, so she could escape before she was completely naked.

Now, Huishan could only temporarily change the subject, saying, "How many girls have you slept in this bed? Be honest."

Liwen said, "Auntie, do you mind how many women I've slept with? If you tell me you're jealous of them, I'll count them all and report the details of how I made love to them in bed.

But you know better than anyone how important they are to me.

Since I came back, there's only one woman in my heart. Do you know who she is?"

His breath, like a gentle breeze, brushed against Huishan's bare shoulders, sending a chill through her, seeping under her skirt, between her slightly parted thighs, penetrating to her very bones.

Huishan was alert; things were developing faster than she had imagined.

She began to doubt her self-control.

The presence of a young man could make her... Life felt fulfilling, but at the same time, it made her lose her direction.

Dating Li-wen a few nights a week, she had already accepted his promises through her actions.

He said he would make her a happy woman, that he could give her the vanity a woman desires… a house, a car, a ring, and love.

Hui-shan wanted to know how many lovers Li-wen had had, but she said, “Your past is none of my business!”

But Li-wen interrupted, “Don’t lie to yourself, you mind.”

Hui-shan said, “I don’t mind how many lovers you have? I just care about your life.”

Li-wen said, “But I don’t mind who you are? Because, I think, if I were to be with a woman for life, that woman would be… you.” Li-wen said

: Auntie, you have to believe in love. Without love, we can’t be together. It’s lovely to date you

when you’re dressed beautifully, but it wouldn’t be disgusting if you went to the bathroom naked.

Think about it, we’ll live together like this, and everything I own will be yours… the house, the car, all yours.

And this diamond ring… let me put it on your finger as a guarantee of my love for you.

Huishan believed in love too much, leaving her emotionally empty.

A young man went on dates with her every week, prompting her to reconsider love, but demanding a new definition…

Is mutual presence between a man and a woman a form of love? She

'd never held his hand, never kissed him, yet he was being asked to believe in love? Huishan was confused.

However, each date, seemingly between mother and son, yet also like the unrestrained wandering of lovers, created a suspenseful atmosphere, finally resolved with a ring.

Liwen waited, and Huishan looked up, smiled sweetly at him, and held out her hand, saying, "Let me see."

Liwen, however, grasped her hand and slipped the ring on.

She pulled her hand away from Liwen's tight grip, bringing the ring closer to her eyes; indeed, it shone brightly. Liwen said, "Auntie, what do you think? Can I accept it?"

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