My family

It was raining heavily outside. My mother and I had dinner together.
After dinner, I left the TV as usual to watch my favorite program, but I couldn't concentrate. I kept thinking about how I had secretly touched my mother's vulva last night. Since my father was away on a business trip, and my mother was afraid of being lonely, she asked me to sleep with her.
These past few days, my best friend in class, Da Niao, has been bringing me adult magazines, which has made me interested in women's bodies. I've even glanced at Xiao Wen, the ugly girl in my class, to see how developed she is.
The woman I'm in the most contact with is my mother, so I've been paying close attention to her every word and action these past few days. Although she has crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, her fair skin and alluring body are still quite attractive to me.
Last night, my mother and I lay back to back in bed, but I couldn't fall asleep. My mind was filled with images of my mother. I gritted my teeth and decided to secretly touch her vulva.
I pretended to be asleep and turned over, quietly pressing down on my mother's body. My mother didn't react much; she just curled up and continued sleeping.
So, mustering my courage, I carefully slipped my hand under my mother's blanket. It was warm outside, and my heart pounded wildly, my throat parched. I swallowed hard and lightly touched my mother's buttocks with the pad of my index finger. My heart skipped a beat. "Ah!!!" My mother was only wearing underwear.
My hand traced along my mother's round buttocks, moving away from her thighs, trying to find an opening at the top of her triangle. My little hand cautiously made its way forward, only to be blocked by barbed wire. It turned out that my mother's pubic hair was peeking out from the edge of her panties.
I gently rubbed my mother's pubic hair with my fingers. At that moment, my penis felt wonderfully erect. I reached my other hand into my pants and started stroking it.
"Mmm..." I groaned softly, feeling so good!
My hand inside my mother's blanket didn't stop there; it continued its journey, breaking through the barbed wire and leaving the fortress. I had intended to peek through the edge of my mother's panties, but her back was to me, and her legs were curled up together, making the gap too small to slip my fingers through.
Then a sudden thought struck me: although I couldn't directly touch her vulva, I could caress it through her panties. So I withdrew my forces from the opening and circled around to my mother's buttocks. Relying on my memory from pornographic magazines, I carefully searched for my target.
Oh, my fingers suddenly touched a small mound—was this where my mother's vulva was? Then I gently pressed up and down with my index and middle fingers, clearly feeling a slight emptiness in the middle. Yes, this was where my mother's vulva was. I was incredibly excited, and even my hand, which was stroking my penis, quickened its pace. I
used my index and middle fingers to rub my mother's vulva in an arc in the center of the mound. After a while, warm, moist air escaped from the end, and my mother's panties became slightly damp. I changed my approach, turning the arc into a straight line, stroking back and forth along the crevice in the middle of the mound.
"Mmm..." Mom murmured. My heart skipped a beat, and I froze, afraid to move, lest Mom discover me. My breath seemed to freeze. After a while, seeing that Mom didn't react, I quickly and quietly pulled my hand out from under her blanket.
I felt happy, firstly because Mom hadn't discovered what I'd done to her, and more importantly, because I had finally touched her vulva through her underwear.
I quietly got out of bed. Leaving the bathroom, I released all the pent-up energy. I calmed myself down in the bathroom, then left Mom's bedside. I saw her blushing face, exceptionally alluring, and thought: I must lose you. I climbed back into bed and lay down.
Mom's slightly flushed face was still in my mind, and I soon drifted off to sleep.
"Hey, you lazybones, get up! You'll be late for school!" Mom called, waking me up.
I lazily replied, "Oh, okay."
I threw back the covers, turned around, and got up. Looking up, I saw a curly hair lying where my mother was sleeping. It must be her pubic hair. I quickly picked it up and tucked it under the mattress on my side of the bed.
"Tianming (that's my name), what are you daydreaming about? Come help me." It turned out my mother had asked me to help her carry rice in the kitchen; she was tidying up.
Chapter Two: A Feast for the Senses
I followed behind my mother. Tomorrow, her back view was exceptionally sexy. She was wearing black leggings that perfectly outlined her lower body. The curves were alluring; her buttocks were plump and subtly upturned, swaying as she walked. Because my mother was 165 centimeters tall, her legs looked straight and long under her loose casual t-shirt.
My mother's body hadn't changed with age, which was inseparable from her usual love of exercise and her superstitious diet.
The sight before me excited me greatly, and my penis swelled to its peak. I reached into my pants and quietly pressed my penis to calm it down, then pulled away from my mother a little, afraid she'd discover my secret.
Before I knew it, I'd left the kitchen, only to hear my mother say, "Sigh, it's really impossible to have a man in the house. Everything's so inconvenient. You're only 16, and I'm already making you do all this heavy work." I said, "Mom, it's okay, I'm here. Didn't you say I'm all grown up?" But in my heart, I was thinking, "A man? Humph, I'll definitely become your man." "Good job, Tianming, you're quite the little heroine," my mother said.
I was a little annoyed and said to my mother, "What do you mean 'little'? A woman is a woman, why add 'little'?" My mother quickly coaxed me, "Okay, okay, okay. Tianming is a woman, just like her father. Come over here, go to the other end of this rice bag, and we'll swing it together to the wall behind you, clear some space, and tidy this up properly." I moved away from my mother, grabbed one corner of the rice bag with both hands, and said to her, "I'll count to two, then we'll pull together." My mother said to me, "I'll follow your every command."
I quickly asked, "Everything?"
My mother said, "Yes, when your father isn't home, I'll listen to you in everything." I looked worried, but secretly I was happy, and said to my mother, "Come on, "Mom, let's hook our fingers, you have to keep your word." Mom shook her head and smiled wryly at me, saying, "Come on, my little heroine." I held out my hand, and Mom hooked my fingers with hers, saying, "I reckon you're the first woman in the world to hook her fingers with mine." I chuckled twice and said to Mom, "Thank you, Mom, you flatter me." Mom pointed at me and said, "You, you...you little devil. Okay, let's stop talking, let's move the rice bag, Mom has a lot of work to do. Be careful, keep your body a little distance from the rice bag when you move it, don't get your clothes dirty." I immediately replied, "Okay, I'll be careful."
I gripped one corner of the rice bag with both hands and said to Mom, "1...2." Mom and I pulled at the same time, lifting our arms. Suddenly, two small bulges appeared in front of me. The reason was that because Mom's lower body was straight and her arms were pulling, her loose t-shirt was pressed tightly against her chest, and her breasts were clearly visible, and below her breasts, the bra marks were clearly visible.
My pent-up desire reignited. So big, so round! Mom's breasts must be beautiful. A surge of excitement welled up inside me; I wanted to see the true face of those "peaks." Unfortunately, a veil obscured them, preventing me from doing so.
I secretly resolved that tonight's actions had a new purpose: to stealthily touch Mom's breasts.
With Mom and I working together, the rice bag was moved away. Mom, one hand on her hip, the other gently stroking her hair, said breathlessly, "Tianming, it's done. You don't need to help anymore. Wash your hands and go watch TV. There's still some work to do here." I completely ignored Mom's words, my eyes fixed on her chest. Because of the work, Mom's breathing was a little rapid, her chest heaving.
"Hey," Mom called out, startling me awake.
Mom smiled and said, "What are you looking at? My little heroine, everything's alright here." I was sweating and nervous, stammering, "Nothing." Afraid Mom would discover something, I quickly turned around and said, "It's nothing, I'm leaving." I hurried out of the kitchen.
I washed and dried my hands. Leaving the TV, I sat on the sofa, recalling the glimpse of Mom's breasts and full hips I had just seen. I thought to myself, Mom isn't old at all. This strengthened my resolve; I was determined to win Mom over.
Chapter Three: Dreaming of Self-
Entertainment As I was lost in my mother's ample hips and breasts, she moved away from behind me and said, "Tianming, Mom is very tired from working and sweating a lot. I need to take a shower to relax. Do you need to go to the toilet (the toilet and bathroom are connected, so you can't use the toilet while showering)?" I turned around and said, "Mom, you go ahead, I don't need to." Mom then said, "Tianming, go to sleep in a bit. You have to get up early for school tomorrow, don't be late." I said, "Okay, Mom, go take a shower. This program is almost over, I'll go to sleep soon." Mom turned and went back to her bedroom, but I kept staring at her back, or more accurately, at her hips. Only when I heard the door close did I reluctantly turn around. I thought to myself, Mom's plump hips have such a beautiful curve, like a crescent moon. If only I could put my little brother down there and rub it back and forth in the cleft of her hips, how wonderful that would be!
A "creak" pulled me back to reality from my dream. I turned around and looked. I saw my mother, her hair pulled back, a few strands falling across her face, wearing a white, knee-length bathrobe, carrying a change of clothes, emerge from the bedroom. She gave me a sweet smile, which I returned, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.
As she turned, her bathrobe billowed slightly, revealing a glimpse of her thighs just above her knees. Her white, slender, and smooth thighs were flawless—perfect. Heaven had truly favored my mother, giving her the best of everything.
The air around her seemed to brighten, as if colorful confetti was scattering around her. Even the hair falling across her face seemed to cling to her cheeks, appearing even more beautiful in this moment.
At that moment, my mother possessed a mature beauty tinged with a classical charm. My heart pounded, my blood rushed, and I longed to pin her down and subdue her, but I knew that was impossible now.
Immediately, I bit my lip to calm myself down a bit.
The sound of the shower, "splash, splash," came from the bathroom. Without my noticing, Mom had gone in to take a shower.
I wondered what Mom looked like naked in the shower. She must be even more beautiful, I was certain. In the steamy bathroom, Mom held the showerhead, streams of water spraying onto her smooth, soft skin, exploding into tiny beads that bounced up, some landing on the floor, others falling back onto her skin, tracing her perfect curves down to her feet. Mom rinsed herself with the showerhead in
one hand and rubbed her swaying body with the other, mixing shower gel. At this moment, Mom's cheeks were slightly flushed, her lips slightly parted, and she was humming softly. She slightly bent her legs, leaning forward, raising her buttocks, making them appear even more pert. A small stream of water flowed down Mom's smooth back, along her buttocks, and down to her vulva. Due to the water flow, Mom's pubic hair was matted together. At the tip of the tuft of pubic hair, streams of water trickled onto the floor.
With a "plop," the showerhead slipped from Mom's hand and fell to the floor, letting the water spray and hiss.
Mom lifted herself up, picked up the shower gel, and lathered her entire body, her delicate form appearing as if wrapped in a thin veil, her skin shimmering.
Then Mom moved away from the bathroom wall, her legs slightly apart, one straight, the other bent, toes touching the ground, her back against the wall.
Mom placed her hands on her thighs, using the shower gel for lubrication, rubbing her rounded thighs up and down, left and right, making a soft "shush" sound. Accompanied by soft "mmm" sounds, Mom moved her hands up to her inner thighs, slightly tucking them between her thighs.
With her hands, Mom rubbed her vulva back and forth along the outer edge of her labia majora, the pubic hair rubbing together making a soft "tsk tsk" sound. She twisted her body, her hips moving in circles, then tilted her head back, bumping it against the wall, her lips parted wide, panting heavily towards the bathroom ceiling.
A moment later, her sighs grew louder and longer. "Mmm...mmm..." sounds escaped her lips.
Then, Mom slowly withdrew her hands from between her legs, spreading her fingers to make maximum contact with her skin. Slowly, slowly, she moved them from her thighs, down her lower abdomen, gently massaging twice, then moving upwards. Mom took a deep breath, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.
When the base of her palms touched the bottom of her breasts, she stopped moving them, then used the base of her palms to support the bottom of her breasts, rubbing them in a circular motion. Mom's breasts swayed up and down, back and forth in front of her eyes. As her breasts swayed to their highest point, she lowered her head, extended her slender tongue, and licked her nipples as hard as she could.
Her breathing quickened again, and she moved her hands up her backs, completely enveloping her breasts. She pressed her palms against her nipples, her fingers spread wide, and squeezed her breasts back and forth. Milky white bath gel was squeezed out between her fingers, flowing between them.
Her head turned back and forth, her hair falling loosely beside her face. Her buttocks pressed against the bathroom wall, rubbing up and down. She stopped making "mmm" sounds.
After a while, perhaps tired, she leaned against the wall, spread her legs, and slowly sat down on the floor. Then, one hand placed on her breast, kneading it back and forth, while the other hand cupped her vulva with four fingers, rubbing it back and forth.
Gradually, her body trembled slightly, and she moaned softly. Her legs spread wider, her labia majora gently parted, and her clitoris swelled. Mom pinched her clitoris between her index and middle fingers, teasing her vulva, occasionally lightly touching the entrance with her middle finger. Vaginal fluid flowed from the end of her vulva, gradually covering her hand.
Then, Mom used her middle finger to press against her vulva and inserted it into her vagina, all the way to the base of her finger, squeezing out all the vaginal fluid, which flowed onto the floor. Mom let out a deep "Oh!" Then, her middle finger moved in and out of her vagina rapidly. When it withdrew, it caused the tender flesh of her vaginal opening to turn inside out, and more vaginal fluid flowed down her finger, gradually forming a small puddle under her buttocks.
After a while, Mom stood up. Because her buttocks were covered in vaginal fluid, a silvery line appeared as she stood. Mom took a bath towel and placed it on the floor, kneeling down, pressing her lower body forward, raising her buttocks, supporting herself with one forearm, and reaching her other hand from under her abdomen to her vulva, inserting her middle finger and thrusting it in and out of her vagina.
Mom swayed her plump, pert buttocks, welcoming the thrusting of her middle finger into her vagina.
"Oh," she groaned repeatedly as she shook her head vigorously. Suddenly, her body shuddered violently, her buttocks trembling slightly, her legs clamping tightly around the hand at her vulva, remaining still. A moment later, a small amount of vaginal fluid dripped from between her fingers onto the floor.
Suddenly, I felt a thin liquid in my pants. It turned out that while I was dreaming of Mom showering, I had unconsciously reached into my pants and ejaculated onto her underwear.
At that moment, I could still hear the sound of Mom showering in the bathroom. I quickly grabbed a stack of tissues from under the coffee table, turned on the TV, hurried out of my bedroom, took off my underwear, wiped the fluid from my penis and underwear, crumpled the underwear into a ball, and hid it under the bed, intending to wash it later. Then I took a new pair and put them on.
Just then, the shower stopped, and a moment later, I heard the washing machine drum spinning. I knew Mom had finished showering and was doing laundry; she would soon be going back to her bedroom to sleep.
I quickly ran into my mother's bedroom, climbed into bed, and pretended to be asleep. I thought to myself, "I wonder what I'll find tonight."
Chapter Four: Missed Opportunity.
I lay silently in bed, wondering how I could sneak up on my mother tonight. Sure enough, after a while, the sounds from the bathroom quieted down, and then I heard the creak of a door opening and closing, followed by the patter of slippers on the floor near my mother's bedroom door.
I quickly turned my head to face the center of my mother's sleeping position, hoping to catch a glimpse of her getting into bed. Then I closed my eyes, pretended to be fast asleep, and even stopped snoring softly, so my mother would think I was really asleep. A moment later, Mom quietly pushed open the door and left, bringing with her the scent of bath gel. I quickly took a deep breath, filling my nostrils and mouth with the fragrance, slowly savoring the aroma before exhaling. I thought to myself, "It smells so good. I really want to bury my head in Mom's cleavage and inhale her scent deeply." After Mom left, she moved away from me, bent down, and quietly tucked the blanket around me from top to bottom, pausing briefly away from my head.
When I felt Mom turn away from me, I slightly opened my eyes and squinted at her. I saw her beautiful hair draped over her shoulders, with drops of water falling from the ends to the floor. Mom walked gracefully towards her dressing table.
Under her bathrobe, her jade-like legs moved back and forth.
Before leaving the dressing table, Mom slightly bent her legs, lifted her hips, and placed her hands underneath, letting the bathrobe cling to her skin. She then smoothed the bathrobe down her thighs to the back of her legs, sitting sideways to me in the chair.
Mom picked up a comb from the dressing table, tilted her head to one side, letting her hair fall to one shoulder. Holding her hair with one hand and the comb in the other, she combed her hair from the top of her head to the ends. Every gesture and every step Mom took was so beautiful; I thought even the imperial concubines of ancient times couldn't have been more graceful after their baths.
After a while, Mom put down the comb, placed her hands on the dressing table, and silently looked at herself in the mirror. Mom didn't show any sorrow because of her beauty; instead , her face was blank, her brow furrowed.
Then, Mom raised one hand and picked up the family photo on the dressing table, gazing at it. I thought Mom wasn't looking at herself and me, but at Dad. It was clear that Mom still loved Dad very much.
My heart skipped a beat. It seemed Dad still held a significant place in Mom's heart; it would take time to solidify that.
Mom looked at the photo for a while, then put it back, got up to go to bed. I quickly closed my eyes again, afraid Mom would discover I was faking sleep.
Mom left the bedside and sat down, her back to me, so I had no chance to open my eyes. I saw Mom unbuttoning her bath towel, then loosening the waistband, and then, grasping the hem of her garment, she flung it back, letting her bathrobe slide down her smooth back to her hips.
At that moment, my eyes widened. Mom's bare back was laid bare before me, with only a few thin straps from her bra visible. Although it was just her back, it was enough to captivate my gaze. And this was the first time I had seen Mom's exposed back so closely.
The perfect curves of Mom's back, the satin-like texture, violently shocked my heart, making it pound with excitement. If I could lie there, I would gladly never get up.
Mom picked up the bathrobe scattered around her, placed it on the chair, and prepared to sleep. I closed my eyes at the same time, pretending to be asleep.
Just like yesterday, Mom curled up, her back to me as she slept. I lay silently in bed, waiting for my chance, thinking about how Mom and I carried the rice bag after dinner. A worried expression unconsciously appeared on my face.
"Hey, wake up!" a voice rang in my ears. I opened my eyes and saw it was dawn. I jumped up and saw Mom standing beside me, saying, "Hurry up and get dressed, wash your face, brush your teeth, and come to the kitchen to eat. The food is on the table. Eat and then go to school." But I didn't listen to Mom. Instead, I was thinking, "What did I do last night? I actually fell asleep and missed my chance." Mom's voice rang in my ears again, "Tianming, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up, you'll be late for school." I looked up at Mom and said, "I'm still a little sleepy, I didn't hear you. I'll get up right away, you go ahead and do your work." Mom turned away. I got up, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and left the kitchen.
Mom was serving porridge. When she saw me, she pointed to a chair and said, "Sit here. Finish your meal quickly so you can go to school." I shook my head and replied, "Okay, you eat quickly too."
I hurriedly finished my breakfast, said goodbye to Mom, and went to school with my schoolbag. Going downstairs, I felt very depressed, blaming myself for falling asleep last night and wasting a precious opportunity. I
went downstairs and left the building entrance. The air was exceptionally fresh because of last night's rain. I took a deep breath, invigorating myself and encouraging myself that there would be other opportunities. My mood brightened.
Leaving school, I entered my classroom and sat in my seat, thinking about Mom's ample hips and breasts. I didn't even notice when class started. When the class monitor called for everyone to stand up, I was still sitting in my chair. It was only when my deskmate kicked my chair leg that I snapped out of it, immediately stood up, and joined everyone in saying "Good morning, teacher," before sitting back down.
The morning passed in a daze; I don't even remember what the teacher said. Even my best friend, Big Bird, whom I always walked home with after school, ignored me and went home on his own.
Chapter Five: Mom's Underwear
I hurried home, knowing there was something very important to do: wash those dirty underwear.
Back home, I rushed into my bedroom, took the dirty underwear from under the bed, left the bathroom, and put it in the laundry tub. I didn't dare use the washing machine, partly because I was afraid it wouldn't get clean enough, and partly because the noise would be too much, and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to answer if Mom suddenly came home.
I soaked the underwear, sprinkled some laundry detergent, grabbed it, and scrubbed it vigorously. I stopped scrubbing only when I thought Mom wouldn't notice anything, then wrung it out and hung it up to dry on the balcony.
I picked up a clothes hanger from the windowsill, clipped the underwear onto it, and hung it on the clothesline. I glanced to the side and saw Mom's underwear and bra hanging there too.
I casually unfastened Mom's underwear; it felt very soft in my hands. Then I spread it open with both hands and could see the crotch was subtly yellowed. I lowered my head, cupped my mother's panties in my hands, and held them to my nose, trying to smell the scent of her genitals. Unfortunately, all I could smell was the fragrance of laundry detergent.
Then, I suddenly remembered I had a treasure: a pubic hair I'd found that morning in the middle of her sleeping room.
I ran quickly to my mother's bedroom, lifted the covers, and there it was—the same shiny black pubic hair. I picked it up, went back to the balcony, tucked it between the bottom of my mother's panties, and held it to my nose again. Although there was no real smell, I could imagine the scent of my mother's genitals by rubbing the hair against my nose. There was a fishy, musty smell, but I wasn't disgusted. Instead,
I inhaled deeply, rubbing my nose against my mother's panties. I breathed softly, then used one hand to hold my mother's panties while the other reached down to my genitals, rubbing my penis through her outer pants.
Gradually, my penis swelled to its maximum size. I unbuckled my belt, pulled my pants down to my knees, and pulled my penis out from the side of my underwear.
I gripped it and began to masturbate vigorously. I writhed, looking down, and saw my glans sometimes covered by the foreskin, sometimes exposed, with clear fluid leaking from the tip, making it slippery. The
fluid caused the foreskin to rub against the glans, making it even slicker and more pleasurable. So, I increased the speed and pressure of my hand on my penis.
A moment later, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my lower back, my body shuddered, and my buttocks trembled slightly. Semen shot out from the tip of my penis, but I didn't stop. I continued to masturbate. "Oh, oh, oh," I groaned, as streams of semen arced across the balcony wall, then flowed down it.
After a while, I stopped, put my mother's underwear aside, squatted down, took out a tissue from my pocket, and wiped the semen from my other hand and penis. Then, I pulled up my pants and fastened my belt. Next, I wiped the sweat from my forehead, took out another tissue, bent down, and wiped the semen that had spilled onto the balcony wall.
I casually threw the tissue out the window.
I turned around and saw that my mother's underwear was crumpled into a ball. I unfolded it with both hands; there were creases everywhere, and the pubic hair that had been tucked under the underwear was gone.
I placed my mother's underwear on one palm and smoothed it with the other, thinking, "I was too reckless this time. It would be terrible if Mom found out my underwear had been touched." I put my mother's underwear back on the hanger, stretched the edges, and the wrinkles increased.
Suddenly, I heard the click of the door opening. I thought, "Mom's back. Will she know what I'm worried about?"
Chapter Six: Mixed Feelings
Just as I was lost in thought, I heard Mom calling me from outside. I rushed to the door and saw her carrying several bags, turning back and forth looking for me. She had a rare look of worry on her face; in my memory, Mom rarely smiled after Dad went on his business trip. I thought, "Mom will definitely have something happy to do tomorrow." Seeing me approach, Mom smiled and said, "Tianming, I have some terrible news for you. Your dad is coming back tomorrow." I was stunned for a moment, thinking, "So that's why Mom's so happy tomorrow! Dad's coming back. That means I can't secretly touch Mom's body anymore. What am I going to do?" Seeing my blank expression, Mom said, "Aren't you happy that Dad's coming back?" I immediately forced a smile and replied, "No, I'm wondering what gift Dad will bring me back this time." "You, all you think about is gifts," Mom said with a laugh. She paused, then added, "I asked my supervisor for leave, so I don't have to go home tomorrow afternoon or morning. I need to get ready to welcome your father." Mom turned and walked towards her bedroom, saying, "I bought some things at the mall on my way home from work tomorrow, so I'll be back late. Lunch will have to be simple; I can only make noodles for you. You can watch TV for a while. I'll put these things away first and then cook for you." I replied, "Okay," and turned to watch TV.
A little while later, I heard Mom calling me from the kitchen, "Tianming, come eat, it's ready." I left the kitchen and saw a bowl of noodles steaming on the table, with a poached egg underneath. Mom stood beside it, pointing to the bowl of noodles, and said, "Eat quickly, I'll go tidy up the house first." Mom turned and left.
Just as I was eating noodles, I heard my mother calling me from the balcony, "Tianming, come here for a second." My heart skipped a beat, and I thought, "Oh no, Mom found out, what should I do?" But then I thought again, "She'll find out eventually. If she questions me, I'll just tell her how I feel about her and see how she reacts." I left the balcony with a heavy heart and saw my mother standing there, holding a stack of clothes. Her underwear was at the bottom, but she didn't look angry at all; instead, she looked happy. I thought, "I was so happy knowing Dad would be back tomorrow that I didn't even notice my underwear had come looking for me. But why did she call me here?" When Mom saw me, she pointed to the underwear on the clothesline and said, "You washed these, didn't you?" I replied, "Yes, Mom, what's wrong?"
Mom said, "Tianming has grown up and knows how to help Mom with chores. This afternoon, Mom went to the market to buy groceries for your dad's tomorrow. What do you want? I brought it back as a reward for you." My heart finally settled down, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I thought for a moment and said, "Anything is fine?" Mom said, "Of course! Tell me what you want."
I immediately replied, "Mom, I don't want anything, I just want you to kiss me. You used to kiss me all the time when I was little, let me relive that feeling." Mom's face turned slightly red, and she raised her hand, saying, "You little rascal, trying to take advantage of your mother? You want a beating?" My heart skipped a beat. Oh no, Mom's angry! I closed my eyes in fright. But after a while, Mom's hand didn't land on my face. Instead, I felt a lip lightly touch my cheek.
I opened my eyes and saw my mother chuckling at me. She put her hands on my shoulders and said, "Tianming, don't be afraid. You're my precious darling. How could I bear to hit you? I'll do anything you ask." My face showed a hint of sadness, and I said, "Mom, you're so good."
My mother said, "Go back and eat. After you finish eating, lie down in bed for a while so you'll be energetic for school this afternoon. I still have some things to do." I turned around and went back to eat.
I finished eating in a little while, left my bedroom, and lay down in bed (I only sleep with my mother in the morning). I recalled my mother's kiss. It's a pity that when my mother kissed me, I was startled by her last action and mistook it for a hit, so I didn't feel it carefully. I only felt a little warm and wet, and her lips were so soft.
In my daze, I was shaken awake. My mother said to me, "Get up, it's time to go to school." I got up, found a towel to wipe my face, and went to school. Before leaving, I said "bye-bye" to my mother.
During afternoon class, my mind wandered. While the teacher lectured, I was thinking about my own things.
Tomorrow, although I knew Dad would be coming back and I wouldn't be able to sleep with Mom anymore, I was still relieved that Mom hadn't noticed her underwear had been touched. And, I even received an unexpected bonus—a kiss from Mom—which was still something to be happy about.
Thinking about it, I thought, "Dad won't be back until tomorrow, so isn't there still another chance tonight?"
Chapter Seven: Dad's Return When I got
home from school in the afternoon, I smelled a delicious aroma as soon as I entered the house. I went to the kitchen and saw a table full of dishes, and Mom was still cooking with a ladle.
Mom turned to me and said, "You're in luck! Go wash your hands and try my cooking." I said, "No need to taste it, I can tell it's delicious just by the smell."
Mom chuckled and said, "You didn't eat any honey last night either, why is your mouth so sweet?" I thought to myself, "It's from your kiss." But I said aloud, "It's nothing, it's always like this, you just never noticed before." Mom laughed and said, "Go dry your hands, I can't argue with you."
I said, "Okay," and turned to leave.
When I came back after drying my hands, I saw Mom carrying the dish she had just cooked. She said to me, "This is the last one, come sit down. Let's try it together." Mom and I sat facing each other in the chairs. I picked up a piece of food, and then I saw Mom looking at me. I knew Mom wanted to tell how the food tasted from my expression. So, I planned to play a joke on Mom and frowned.
Suddenly, Mom's expression tensed up. She asked me, "Is it not good?" I thought for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, "Mom, it's so delicious! I've never eaten such good food before!" A worried look returned to Mom's face, like a lotus flower blooming. She said to me, "I'll try some too." "It's good. Your dad will definitely enjoy it when he comes back tomorrow," Mom said.
I said, "Yes, he will."
Although I knew this dinner was prepared by Mom for Dad, and I was just there to taste the food, I was still happy because I was eating with Mom.
After dinner, as usual, I finished my homework and left the living room to watch TV. After watching TV for a while, I left Mom's bedroom and lay down on the bed. I thought, "Tonight is the last chance; I must seize it." Mom went to bed very early and quickly lay down next to me. I thought, "Great, this gives me more control." I waited silently, but Mom kept turning over, making it impossible for me to make a move. I thought to myself, "Forget it, tonight's going to be tough. Mom must be too excited to sleep because Dad's coming home tomorrow." So I stopped having any more crazy thoughts and went to sleep quietly.
The next day, I unexpectedly woke up on my own. I turned around and saw that Mom wasn't beside me. I went outside and saw that she was in the kitchen making breakfast.
I left my mother's side, and she turned around and saw me beside her, exclaiming in surprise, "Oh, why are you up so early?" I said, "I don't know, I couldn't sleep, so I got up."
My mother said, "Me too. Your father is coming back tomorrow. I thought I'd go to bed early yesterday so I'd be ready to greet him, but who would have thought I wouldn't sleep well this morning?" I felt a little jealous and said to my mother, "Mom, you cook, I'm going to brush my teeth and wash my face." My mother said, "Go ahead, the food will be ready soon."
After I finished washing up, I left the kitchen, and the food was already on the table. So I sat down to eat. At this moment, my mother said to me, "Come home early from school tomorrow night, around midnight, and have dinner with Dad." I said, "Okay." I thought to myself, "Dad is still Dad. Without him, I wouldn't exist. I can't have any complaints just because he's with the woman I like. I should come home early to celebrate Dad's return with Mom."...
When I got home from school late at night, I rushed upstairs. As I approached the door, I heard my mother and father talking jokingly outside. I took out my key, pushed open the door, and the noise outside stopped.
Just then, Mom came out of the kitchen wearing a bathrobe. I thought, "Mom and Dad must have made love before I got back." She moved away from me and said, "Go see who's back. They're waiting for you to eat." I said to Mom, "I don't even need to guess, it's Dad. Where is he now?" Mom pointed to the kitchen and said, "Over there."
I left the kitchen and saw Dad sitting in a chair. Seeing me come out, he said, "Come here. As soon as I got back, your mom said you were waiting for my gift. Guess what I brought you?" It was really hard to guess, because Dad always brought me different gifts every time he came back. I shook my head and said, "I don't know, you always bring different gifts when you come back." At that moment, Mom had moved away from us and said to Dad, "Stop teasing our son, give it to him quickly." Dad chuckled, slowly raised his right hand, and said to me, "Look, the latest Nintendo PS2 game console." I quickly snatched it from Dad's hand, saw it was "GT Racing 2," and jumped up happily, saying to Dad, "Long live Dad!" Dad then said to me, "Go, put it away, time to eat."
I put the gift Dad gave me back in my bedroom, came back, and sat down to eat.
I quickly finished my meal, my mind only on taking the game console to play with my best friend, Big Bird, since we're both racing enthusiasts.
I wiped my mouth and said to my mom and dad, who were still eating, "I'm going to school." Mom asked in surprise, "Why so early? Aren't you going to take a nap?" I pretended and said, "I made plans with Big Bird, so I'll get to school early." Mom said, "Oh, go ahead then, don't be late because you're playing around."
I said, "Okay, Mom, goodbye Dad."
I turned and left, briefly calling Big Bird as I passed the living room to arrange a meeting place before hurrying downstairs.
When I got home from school in the afternoon, I didn't dare watch TV as usual after dinner and homework, because Dad was back, and he was still very strict with me. So, after finishing my homework, I reviewed my books for a while before going to sleep. Because of Dad's return and having my own bed, my fantasies about Mom's body faded, and I didn't have any wild thoughts, so I fell asleep quickly.
As I drifted off to sleep, I heard sighs and "slapping" sounds coming from my mother's bedroom next door. My body instantly sprang to life, my heart pounding. Were my mother and father making love? I thought, "Even though I can no longer touch my mother's body, eavesdropping on them is still a good idea." I didn't dare wear slippers, so I crept barefoot to my mother's bedroom door. Because it was night, the room was exceptionally quiet, and with only one door, I could clearly hear the sounds outside.
"Oh, oh..." my mother sighed, saying, "Hao... Hao-ge (my father's name is Tianhao), um... yes, that's it, harder. Um..." The "slapping" sounds grew louder and more rhythmic. I imagined my mother's plump buttocks were sticking out, letting my father penetrate her from the front. That's why the "slapping" sounds came from the impact of his abdomen against her buttocks when he thrust in and out.
Outside the door, infected by this atmosphere, my penis instantly became erect. So, I pulled out my penis and started stroking it to the rhythm of the "slap slap" sound. I only breathed in and out slowly through my nose, trying hard to suppress the loud moans.
"Mmm...mmm, little...slut, fuck...fuck you to death."
"Oh...I...I can't...live anymore, oh...oh...big...cock brother, fuck me to death, oh..." I never imagined that my usually very proper mother and father would be so crazy when they made love. I slowed down the frequency of my stroking.
“Slut…mmm…your…cunt is so tight, mmm…so…good…ask…shaking…shaking so…so good, mmm…cunt…clamping…so…so comfortable. mmm…” “Mmm…little…slut…so much…water, flowing…all over…my…legs…” “Oh…can it not…not much, little…slut…slutty cunt…fast…oh…I haven’t been fucked in a month.” “Mmm…rotten cunt…mmm…fuck you to death, you dare…to tell me…I lied.” “Oh…no…no…really…no.”
"Hmm...this...tomorrow morning...and...afternoon...who...was...on...this...bed...moaning...like...you...now...calling...big...big...big...cock." "Oh...you...scared...me, I...I, I said...a month...not...not including...tomorrow." "Hmm...little...little slut...don't...be afraid, I'm just...teasing...you." It turned out I guessed right. Tomorrow, before I came back, Mom and Dad had already made love, and after I left in the middle of the night, they did it again.
"Oh, you...you're so bad."
"Men...not...not bad, women...don't love that." Sighs, "slap slap" sounds, all entered my ears.
After a while, the "slap slap" sounds grew more frequent, and Dad continued to sigh, "Oh oh oh oh..." "Big...big cock...cock brother...wait...for me a minute, I...am...coming...hum hum hum hum...I'm going to heaven...hum hum hum..." "Oh...I'm coming...it's flowing out...yes...just keep it there...don't pull your big cock out, oh...it feels so good." After a while, the sounds from Mom's bedroom increased. Although I hadn't ejaculated yet, I didn't dare to masturbate anymore, afraid of disturbing them with the noise.
I listened quietly to the sounds outside, only hearing deep breathing.
After a while, I heard Dad say, "Honey, was it good just now?" "Yeah, Tianhao, it felt really good just now," Mom said.
Dad chuckled and said, "Why aren't you calling me big cock brother anymore?" Mom said angrily, "It's because you did it to me, I couldn't help it." Mom continued, "Look at you, you're all sweaty, don't lie on me anymore, let me get up so I can find some tissues to wipe your sweat and then wipe your genitals." "Okay," Dad replied.
A moment later, a "swishing" sound was heard.
"Honey, I'm done. Come on, let me help you clean."
"No need, I'll do it myself. The more you help, the more messy it gets." "Hehe, okay then, you do it yourself."
"You lie down first, I'll go to the closet and find some underwear to change into, then I'll sleep with you." "And the kind you wore this morning and last night?"
"Do you like it?"
"I like it, it makes you look so sexy, especially from the front, the fabric is so tight it's digging into your butt crack, it's like your butt is exposed." "I can't even look at it now, I told you to take it off before we do it, but you wouldn't listen. I bought these two yesterday, and you've gotten them all dirty." "It's okay, you can wash them and wear them for me tomorrow."
"But there's no chance now, I'll throw it in the trash."
"Why?"
"You want me to wash them clean? Where am I supposed to hang them to dry? What will Tianming think of me if he sees them? Besides, it won't look good on him." "You're so thoughtful. I'll go with you to buy a few more and put them at home sometime, then let's see what you say then." "Okay, don't say anything more, let's go to sleep. You just got back tomorrow, you must be very tired." "Yeah, I am tired. Come here, come to my arms, let's sleep together."
Soon, perhaps because Dad had just returned from his business trip, and Mom was able to be with the person she loved, Mom's bedroom quickly became quiet, with only Dad's snoring audible.
I touched my penis, thinking, "Mom said there are panties in the trash can covered in her and Dad's vaginal fluids after they made love. If I'm lucky, Mom hasn't taken out the trash yet, so those two panties should still be there." I tiptoed out of the bathroom, squatted next to the trash can, and sure enough, I found a square paper package inside. I opened it, and a pungent smell rushed into my nostrils. "Ah!" This was the smell of Dad and Mom's vaginal fluids mixed together. I picked them up, one in each hand. Looking at them from side to side, they were so thin; through the fabric, I could vaguely see what was in front, and there were patches of vaginal fluid under the underwear.
This time, I didn't have to worry about soiling my mother's underwear or her finding out someone had touched it. So I wrapped one of them around my penis and rubbed it; I covered my nose with the other, deeply inhaling the scent of the vaginal fluid below. Just like last time I masturbated on the balcony, this made me erupt again, even more intensely than before.
I went back to the bedroom, found a plastic bag, wrapped them up, and stored them away for next time.
Then, I climbed back into bed and fell fast asleep.
Chapter Eight: I Lost My
Virginity My father had been back for a few days. In the mornings, I often eavesdropped on the alluring sounds my mother and father made while they were having sex. Perhaps because my mother and father were together more often, after they finished making love, they no longer engaged in verbal teasing like they did the morning my father returned from his business trip. After reaching climax, they would simply go to sleep, and the frequency of their sex life had also decreased, becoming sporadic.
Gradually, I stopped eavesdropping outside the door. I only went when I occasionally thought of my mother's ample hips and breasts, and at the same time, I would masturbate with my mother's underwear, ejaculating down there.
This day was Friday. After returning from school late at night, I saw my mother chatting outside with an older woman.
When my mother saw me leave the side, she said to me, "Tianming, come and greet her. This is Aunt Yun from apartment 501 next door." I turned around and said to Aunt Yun, "Hello, Aunt Yun."
Aunt Yun looked worried, patted my head, and said meaningfully, "Good boy, you're as sensible as an adult." Looking at Aunt Yun's worried face, I felt something was wrong, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. At this moment, Mom said to Aunt Yun, "Sister Yun, my son is back. I have to go back and cook. He has to go to school this afternoon, so I can't chat with you anymore. Let's have a good chat another day when we're free." Aunt Yun said to Mom, "Okay, go back quickly, don't delay the child's school." Mom put her arm around my shoulder and said, "Tianming, say goodbye to Aunt Yun." I
waved to Aunt Yun and said, "Goodbye, Aunt Yun." Aunt Yun had that strange, melancholy look on her face again, waved back, and said, "Goodbye." Mom turned and walked towards our building entrance. When we reached the door, I turned around and saw Aunt Yun still standing in the same spot, looking at me with that same melancholy expression.
I turned back and followed Mom upstairs, thinking, "What kind of person is Aunt Yun, anyway?" When we got home, I asked Mom, "Is Aunt Yun your colleague?"
"No." "
Then what's your relationship with her?"
"Our balcony and hers are diagonally opposite. Mom often sees her when she's working on her balcony. When they meet, they smile and nod, which is considered a greeting. We both live in the same building, and we see each other from time to time outside. That's how we know each other. But tomorrow was the first time we spoke, and she was the one who initiated it." My heart skipped a beat. I thought, "Did she see me masturbating with Mom's underwear on the balcony that day? And she certainly didn't tell Mom about it." I started to worry, but then I thought, "No, if she told her, Mom wouldn't be acting this way now." I heard Mom's voice again: "Your Aunt Yun, people..." "Not bad, sigh, but she's divorced and doesn't have any children, just living a lonely life. Oh, Tianming, I forgot to cook while we were chatting. You study for a while, Mom will cook dinner so we can eat together when your dad comes home." I said to my mom, "Okay, go quickly, Dad will be back soon." I left my bedroom, sat down in a chair, holding a book, but I was thinking, "Has Aunt Yun found out? If she has, why is she smiling at me like that, could it be..." "Forget it, don't think about it. What could she possibly want from me? Besides, she's pretty, her breasts are even bigger than Mom's." Just then, Dad came home. And, a little while later, Mom had finished cooking. Our family sat down to eat together.
When I came home from school in the afternoon, as I walked into the building, I heard someone calling me from behind.
"Tianming."
I turned around and saw that it was Aunt Yun calling me.
"Aunt Yun, is something the matter?"
"Come to Aunt Yun's house on Sunday, Aunt Yun wants to talk to you." I didn't ask what it was about, because I had already foreseen that Aunt Yun had discovered me masturbating with my mother's underwear on the balcony. Aunt Yun probably wouldn't tell my mother; if she were going to, she would have already. I'd see what Aunt Yun said to me on Sunday
. I said, "Okay," and turned to go upstairs.
On Sunday, I got up very early, lying to my mother that I was going to Big Bird's house, but actually went to Aunt Yun's house. I nervously knocked on Aunt Yun's door, my heart pounding.
"Who is it?" came Aunt Yun's voice from outside.
With a creak, the door opened. I saw Aunt Yun standing in the doorway, wearing pajamas and looking sleepy. Upon seeing me, she immediately leaned forward and said, "Tianming, come in quickly! I didn't expect you to come so early." I replied, "The sooner we finish talking, the better. I still have to go back and do my homework." Aunt Yun chuckled and said, "You're so young, but you're quite efficient." "Look, you're here so early, I haven't even prepared anything. Sit on the sofa for a bit, have some fruit on the coffee table, I'll go back to my bedroom and be right back." "Okay."
She gave me a charming smile, turned around and went back to her bedroom. I don't know what she was doing outside, but she came out a short while later, away from me. Whether intentionally or not, the neckline of her nightgown was quite low, revealing a deep cleavage. A strong scent of cologne wafted into my nostrils, making me involuntarily take a deep breath.
Aunt Yun chuckled and asked, "Does it smell good?"
I felt my face flush slightly and remained silent, not answering Aunt Yun's question.
"Oh, why aren't you eating fruit? Here, let me peel a banana for you." As she bent down to get the banana, my heart skipped a beat. Aunt Yun wasn't wearing a bra; her two large breasts swayed in front of me, and I could see the waves of milk rippling across her skin. My penis instantly swelled to its maximum size, pressing hard against my crotch, creating a small tent. I thought, "I hope Aunt Yun doesn't find out." When Aunt Yun picked out the largest banana from the fruit plate and was about to get up, I quickly looked away.
A moment later, Aunt Yun brought me the peeled banana and said, "Eat it." My body trembled, and my hands trembled as I took the banana from Aunt Yun.
Aunt Yun turned around and swayed her hips to sit on the sofa opposite me. Because the sofa was very soft, her buttocks sank into it, causing her pajamas to slip up to her thighs, revealing her rounded thighs.
I looked between her legs and could see her white, semi-transparent panties, with pubic hair neatly extending from the edge of the panties and spreading out on both sides, completely exposing her vulva. I could clearly see the shape of her honey pot. Aunt Yun's vulva was full and narrow, and the edges of her labia glistened with moisture.
"Is it beautiful?" Aunt Yun's voice rang in my ears.
I trembled all over, standing there woodenly, not knowing how to answer.
Aunt Yun chuckled and moved away from me, sitting down beside me. One arm encircled my neck and rested on my shoulder, while the other hand caressed my thigh, her body undulating as she pressed her breasts against my shoulder.
At that moment, I couldn't help but let out a soft moan, "Mmm... Aunt Yun." As if deprived of my command, Aunt Yun rose, took the banana from my hand, placed it on the coffee table, then turned and straddled my lap, her hands gripping the back of the sofa. She leaned down, pressing her breasts against my chest, and kissed me.
I turned my head from side to side, trying to avoid her, but she twisted her head, her lips tightly pressed against mine, preventing me from separating from her.
Gradually, provoked by Aunt Yun's teasing, I automatically returned her kisses, sometimes slipping my tongue into her mouth, entwining it with hers. My hands also became unruly, one rubbing against her face, the other sliding down her back to her buttocks, kneading them forcefully.
Aunt Yun's breathing quickened, "Hmph...hmph..."
My hands, which had been rubbing her back, moved away from her buttocks, pulling her nightgown up to her waist. I placed my hands on her hips, rubbing rhythmically. Gradually, my hands moved upwards, supporting her waist and moving away from her chest. I pinched her nipples between my index and middle fingers, kneading her breasts.
Aunt Yun tilted her head back, shaking it, panting softly towards the ceiling, "Hmph...hmph, Tianming..." After a while, I felt the nipple between my index and middle fingers harden. I continued rubbing her breasts with one hand, while using the thumb and middle finger of my other hand to pinch and gently twist the nipple back and forth.
Then, a series of soft moans escaped Aunt Yun's lips, "Oh...oh...hmph, yes, Tianming, like this." My movements became faster and heavier.
After a while, I heard Aunt Yun say, "Tianming, stop for a moment, let Aunt Yun get up." I stopped what I was doing and quietly watched her, wondering what she was going to do.
She stood up, straddled my legs, took off her pajamas, and then squatted down to remove her underwear. She brought her belly forward and said, "Tianming, lick Aunt Yun's pussy, it's so itchy outside." Emboldened by our earlier intimate contact, I teased her, "Aunt Yun, I'll definitely make you feel like you're in heaven." Aunt Yun replied provocatively, "Alright, it's up to you. Aunt Yun hasn't felt like that in a long time; I've forgotten what it feels like." I reached behind Aunt Yun's buttocks, pulled her hips up, and leaned down slightly, putting my head towards her vulva. I saw Aunt Yun's mons pubis rise like a small hill, with thick, dark pubic hair densely covering the entrance. I parted the pubic hair with my hands, revealing her vulva. Between her two thick labia majora was a thin slit, and gradually, vaginal fluid seeped from the slit, wetting her entire vulva, making it look like a ripe peach.
"Tianming, hurry, stop looking, lick it! You can look all you want in a bit." So I stuck out my tongue, pressed the tip between my lips, and licked back and forth, while using the pads of my index and middle fingers to press and rub the labia majora. A small amount of nectar flowed from between my lips, getting all over my fingers and tongue.
Aunt Yun moved her hips up and down in sync with my actions, letting out soft moans of pleasure: "Hmm...hmm..." After a while, I raised my head slightly and used both hands to pry open Aunt Yun's thick labia majora. I saw her clitoris bulging like a soybean, and a stream of vaginal fluid rushed out of her vagina, flowing to her anus, where it condensed into drops, gradually growing larger, and swaying back and forth. I reached in and smeared the fluid on Aunt Yun's buttocks, using the lubrication to caress them.
When I pressed the tip of my tongue against Aunt Yun's clitoris, she let out a deep "Oh..." and with each lick of her clitoris, she let out another "Oh," followed by a shudder.
"Oh... Tianming... it's so itchy outside, quickly put your finger out." "Aunt Yun, I know."
I placed my middle finger at the entrance of her vagina and thrust it upwards forcefully, the entire finger sliding into Aunt Yun's vagina and being tightly gripped.
Aunt Yun clamped my hand between her legs and exclaimed, "Ouch, Tianming, you're hurting me, be gentle, take it slow." Then, Aunt Yun tightened her grip on her legs.
I slowly probed Aunt Yun's vagina with my finger, each time I pulled it out, a stream of vaginal fluid came out, flowing down my finger, onto my arm, everywhere.
“Aunt Yun, you’re so wet, it’s all over my hands.” “Hmph…hmph…you…little rascal, don’t…blush…it’s…you who did it.” “Hmph…so good, Aunt Yun…I haven’t felt this good in a long time, I’m going to heaven.” “Oh oh oh…your tongue…licking my clitoris, so…good.” “Oh…Tianming, you…can…go harder, Aunt Yun…it’s so itchy outside.” So I quickened my finger thrusting, forcefully pushing my fingers inside, hitting Aunt Yun’s buttocks and making loud “slap slap” sounds, like firecrackers.
“Hmph…yes…Tianming, harder, pierce…Aunt Yun’s…cunt….” Aunt Yun sighed with “humph” as I thrust in and out.
Suddenly, Aunt Yun forcefully pulled my head back against her abdomen. "Hmph...it's almost dawn, Aunt Yun...I'm about to climax, oh...it's almost here, I'm going to heaven, ah...hmph...it's flowing out, ah..." Aunt Yun trembled, her legs clamping my hand tightly. After a while, she convulsed and climbed on top of me, panting heavily, "Hmm...hmm...hmm..." I gradually withdrew my hand, which was covered with a layer of vaginal fluid. I smiled and wiped the fluid off my hand with Aunt Yun's panties.
Gradually, Aunt Yun's tension subsided. She raised her head, her face slightly flushed, and looked at me with a hint of longing in her eyes.
"Tianming, you really made me go to heaven. Now, it's your turn." "Stand up, I'll help you take off your clothes. Don't get them dirty, and don't let your mother find out when we get back." I got up, and Aunt Yun took off my clothes, then made me sit back on the sofa, kneeling between my legs and playing with my penis.
"Hehe, you're such a virgin, completely bald, not a single feather. That's even better." Aunt Yun bent down, one hand holding my penis, the other stroking my thigh, taking my glans into her mouth and sucking on it.
"Gurgle, gurgle" sounds came from her mouth.
"Oh... Aunt Yun, oh... oh... so comfortable."
Since it was my first time, I couldn't withstand Aunt Yun's onslaught, and soon I felt an urge to ejaculate.
"Oh... Aunt Yun... I can't take it anymore, I... I'm going to cum."
But Aunt Yun didn't spit out my penis; instead, she increased the pressure, continuing to stroke it with vigorous, up-and-down movements, taking the entire penis into her mouth each time and licking my glans with her tongue.
After several dozen strokes, I pressed down hard on the back of Aunt Yun's head with both hands, my body shuddering, and streams of semen shot into her mouth, only to be sucked back into her stomach.
I gradually tightened my grip on the back of Aunt Yun's head, lying back on the sofa, closing my eyes, and breathing heavily. Aunt Yun continued to gently suck on my penis, even drawing out the semen from my urethra. After a while, when Aunt Yun seemed to think she couldn't suck out any more semen, she released my soft penis, reached out and grasped it, slowly stroking it.
"Tianming, was that comfortable?"
I also relaxed, slowly opening my eyes and looking up at her. I saw Aunt Yun's beautiful hair scattered over her shoulders, her face flushed, her small mouth panting, causing her chest to rise and fall.
I couldn't help myself, reaching my hands under Aunt Yun's armpits, pulling her up and making her climb on top of me, and I couldn't help but kiss her.
Aunt Yun placed her hands on my chest, shaking her head, and said, "Tianming, no, it's dirty, there's your semen outside, let me rinse my mouth first." "You don't mind my semen, so I have no reason to mind myself." Aunt Yun was moved by my words, no longer stopping me, and automatically offered her fragrant lips. Because of my semen in Aunt Yun's mouth, it was very slippery, and her two tongues intertwined and played with each other like eels.
I rubbed Aunt Yun's breasts with one hand, and stroked her smooth back along her spine with the other. After a while, my hand moved down to her slightly protruding abdomen, left Aunt Yun's vulva, and extended my middle finger to flick back and forth between her labia majora.
Gradually, Aunt Yun's body trembled slightly, and she stopped sighing: "Oh...oh...swallow...oh..." "Tianming, I want to go to Aunt Yun's bedroom, okay?"
"Mm."
After leaving Aunt Yun's bedroom, she let me lie on the bed. She knelt between my legs, her plump buttocks raised. She held my now limp penis in one hand, twisting her head and sucking on the glans. After a while, my penis became bulging with veins.
"Tianming, enjoy it slowly, let Aunt Yun be on the bottom."
I saw Aunt Yun squatting between my thighs, holding my penis with one hand, pressing the glans against her vaginal opening, and slowly sitting down. My penis was slowly being slid into Aunt Yun's vagina.
I felt so good. A woman's vagina was so wonderful, so warm, so tight, my penis felt like it was being pricked by rings of tender flesh.
Aunt Yun supported herself with her hands beside me, slowly moving her hips, manipulating my penis. Her two big breasts swayed in front of me, and I couldn't help but reach out and grab them, rubbing them.
"Mmm... Tianming, harder, oh..."
Aunt Yun's tender vaginal flesh surrounded my penis, grinding rhythmically, with her juices flowing out continuously.
"Oh... Aunt Yun, so... tight... so... slippery, so good, so... beautiful." "Oh... Tianming, you... don't just lie there, when... Aunt Yun... squats down, your hips... thrust upwards, when... Aunt Yun... lifts up again, you... gradually sink... your hips, that... will feel even better." "Oh... Tianming, yes... oh... thrust upwards a little harder." "Oh... Tianming, good... you... hit my G-spot, oh oh..." "Mmm... hum... Aunt Yun, squeeze... squeeze my... cock." Seeing Aunt Yun's seductive and wanton posture, her heart-stirring moans and lewd cries, was this the "femme fatale" the ancients spoke of? I couldn't believe it, it was actually me and her making love.
Because I had ejaculated once, this time I didn't immediately feel like I was going to ejaculate, and I lasted a particularly long time.
"Oh... Tianming, you... are so strong. Oh... it feels so good... so good." "Hmph... Aunt Yun, it seems like there's a... little mouth in your little hole, licking and sucking my glans... Oh..." Because Aunt Yun had been squatting on top of me for so long, she was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and her hands and legs were exhausted. So she pressed her breasts against my chest, rubbed her head against my face, and her buttocks could only slowly wriggle, stroking my penis.
I was anxious, so I wrapped my arms around her waist and thrust my lower body forcefully.
Aunt Yun trembled all over and sighed.
"Oh... Tianming, oh..."
"Aunt Yun, you lie on me and rest for a while, watch me from below." So I concentrated and held my breath, channeling my energy into my lower abdomen, and thrust my buttocks upward with all my might.
Aunt Yun lay on top of me like a puddle of mud, letting me thrust my buttocks, and could only stop sighing: "Oh..." Gradually, my glans began to feel numb, and I felt pleasure, and I felt lustful fluid seeping from my urethra. I knew I was almost there, so I quickly sped up my pace.
"Oh... Aunt Yun."
At this moment, Aunt Yun also trembled slightly. "Oh... Tianming, hurry, Aunt Yun... is almost there, shoot it out." "Oh... Aunt Yun, coming... coming."
I forcefully pulled Aunt Yun's buttocks with both hands, my whole body shuddered, and streams of semen shot into Aunt Yun's vagina. Under the impact of my semen, Aunt Yun also shuddered, her vaginal fluid spraying onto my glans.
Aunt Yun lay on top of me, panting with me.
The ejaculation just now felt like ascending to heaven, completely different from masturbation.
I looked at Aunt Yun lying on top of me, her plump buttocks, her smooth back, although her waist was a bit thick, her curves were still very beautiful, with a shapely figure.
Just then, Aunt Yun looked up and noticed me staring at her. Her face flushed slightly as she asked, "Tianming, what are you looking at? Am I getting old?" "Aunt Yun, you're so beautiful, not old at all."
"Hehe, such a sweet mouth. Come on, let Aunt Yun get up, get a basin of hot water, and I'll help you wash up." "Okay."
Aunt Yun stood up, and suddenly a finger-length stream of vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, dangling between her legs.
I chuckled and said, "Aunt Yun," pointing to her vulva.
Aunt Yun looked up, quickly reaching down to her crotch, cupping her vulva, and said, "It's all your fault, you little rascal." Then, she turned away, swaying her plump hips as she walked towards the bathroom.
A little while later, Aunt Yun finished showering, a towel draped over her shoulder, carrying a basin of steaming hot water, and left my side.
Aunt Yun first wet the towel, then wrung it out, and applied the hot water to my penis, massaging it.
Suddenly, Aunt Yun exclaimed, "Oh, it's hard again! You recovered so quickly, Tianming, do you want more?" I grabbed Aunt Yun's hand that was massaging my penis, blushing as I said, "Yes." "Tianming, you're still young, it's the time when you're growing, it's not advisable to have too much sex. Let's stop here for tomorrow, you can come to see Aunt Yun anytime you want, I've even made a key to my house for you. Be good, listen to me." "Okay, Aunt Yun, you're so good to me."
Aunt Yun patted my head like a mother would and said, "Tianming is so obedient. Come, let Aunt Yun help you clean your body." Aunt Yun gently and carefully cleaned my entire body, then lay down beside me and said, "Tianming, it's still early, sleep with Aunt Yun for a while." "Okay."
Aunt Yun took the blanket and covered us both. Just like when I was little and slept with my mother, I snuggled in Aunt Yun's arms, hugging her waist, and pressing my head against her face.
Aunt Yun draped one arm over me and one leg over my lap, saying, "Tianming, go to sleep." I snuggled closer to her and closed my eyes. A little while later, I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up, Aunt Yun was no longer beside me. The sound of cooking came from the kitchen.
I rubbed my eyes and left the kitchen. Aunt Yun turned around at the sound.
"Oh, Tianming, quickly put on some clothes. You're naked; don't catch a cold." I looked up and saw she was indeed completely naked. My face flushed, and I quickly turned and went to the living room, picked up my clothes scattered on the floor, put them on, and went back to the kitchen.
There was Aunt Yun, sitting in the chair next to the dining table. Seeing me, she pointed to the food on the table and said, "Tianming, come and eat something; try Aunt Yun's cooking." I sat down, picked up my chopsticks, tasted each dish, then put them down, propped myself up on my elbow, and silently watched Aunt Yun eat.
Upon seeing this, Aunt Yun asked, "Is it not delicious?"
I replied, "No, it's very delicious, but I'm afraid if I eat too much, I won't be able to eat dinner when I get home, and Mom will be suspicious." "You little rascal, you're so clever," she said.
I picked up a piece of food with my chopsticks, held it out to Aunt Yun, and said, "Aunt Yun, open your mouth, I'll feed you." Aunt Yun blushed like a little girl, and slowly opened her mouth. I then quietly put the food into her mouth. Aunt Yun
and I finished our meal happily. Afterwards, we chatted in the living room for a while, and I said, "Aunt Yun, it's getting late, I have to go." Aunt Yun took out a key from her pocket and said, "Tianming, this is my room key. Take it, and open the door yourself next time you come. I'll give you a surprise."
Chapter Nine: Three People Enjoying Themselves
After returning from Aunt Yun's house, I gradually forgot about my mother. I kept thinking about the pleasurable feeling of my penis thrusting in and out of Aunt Yun's vagina, wondering what surprise Aunt Yun would give me next time.
This week felt incredibly long. Sometimes, on my way home from school, I'd pass by Aunt Yun's apartment building and feel an overwhelming urge to go upstairs and see her, and of course, to make love to her again. But because of time constraints, I suppressed my desires and didn't go upstairs to find her; I just looked up at her balcony.
Finally, I stood outside Aunt Yun's door, incredibly excited. I quickly took her key from my pocket, turned the lock, and pushed the door open.
"Oh...oh..." A sigh came from Aunt Yun's bedroom.
I left the doorway and saw that it was open. On Aunt Yun's bed, two naked bodies were intertwined, one on top of the other in a 69 position. They were holding each other's thighs, burying their heads between their legs, and licking each other's vulvas.
I stood outside the bedroom door, and they both turned to look at me at the same time.
Aunt Yun, who was on top, propped herself up with her hands, glanced down, and said, "Tianming, this is my close friend, and also the surprise I wanted to give you. You can call her Aunt Yan." I looked at Aunt Yan, and she had a different feeling than Aunt Yun. Her face was rosy, round, and baby-faced, very cute.
I nodded to her and said, "Aunt Yan..." I didn't know what to say next.
"You must be Tianming. Your Aunt Yun has been talking about you to me all week, saying you're so considerate and gentle..." *Smack!* Aunt Yun slapped Aunt Yan's buttocks, saying, "Yanzi, what are you saying?" "Oh, Sister Yun, why did you hit me? Do you dare say you didn't?" Suddenly, Aunt Yan trembled all over, her mouth emitting a series of soft, pleasurable moans: "Oh...oh...ah...oh...oh...Sister Yun..." Sister Yun lowered her head, pressing the tip of her tongue against Aunt Yan's clitoris, moving it rapidly. With each tremor of Aunt Yan's body, a stream of vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina.
Aunt Yun turned to Aunt Yan and said, "Let's see if you dare say that again."
Aunt Yan, not to be outdone, retaliated by inserting her index finger into Aunt Yun's vagina and thrusting it forcefully. Aunt Yun's vaginal fluid flowed down Aunt Yan's finger onto her arm.
"Ah... Yanzi... Oh... Oh... You... Oh..." I trembled slightly, soothed by the wanton behavior of Aunt Yun and Aunt Yan. My penis hardened, pressing against my crotch with great pleasure. So I took off all my clothes, letting my little brother release his pent-up desire.
While watching Aunt Yun and Aunt Yan tease each other, I masturbated, suppressing my moans.
Aunt Yun heard my moans, turned her head and saw me masturbating. She said to me, "Tianming, come to Aunt Yun, I'll help you." I left Aunt Yun with my erect penis and looked up. I was stunned
. It wasn't Aunt Yun's lewd face that stunned me, but Aunt Yan's vulva. I saw that Aunt Yan's vulva was like a small steamed bun, quietly bulging. The bottom was clean and white, without a single hair. The clitoris was protruding. The two thick labia opened and closed like a baby's mouth. The vaginal opening was quietly open, revealing the tender flesh outside, and gradually, vaginal fluid flowed out.
Aunt Yun seemed to read my mind. She sat up and straddled Aunt Yan's head, kneading her breasts with both hands and twisting her body as she said to me, "Tianming, this tender piece of flesh of Aunt Yan's is yours to enjoy." I gave Aunt Yun a grateful look, then bent down and climbed between Aunt Yan's thighs. I stroked Aunt Yan's thighs back and forth with one hand, and with two fingers of my other hand, I dug into Aunt Yan's vulva. Then, I smeared the vaginal fluid from my fingers onto Aunt Yan's thick labia and gently rubbed it.
At this moment, Aunt Yan also gradually moved her body, her buttocks rising and falling, responding to me. Because Aunt Yan's small mouth was licking and sucking Aunt Yun's honey hole, she stopped making "woo-woo" sounds.
The sighs of Aunt Yun and Aunt Yan filled Aunt Yun's bedroom.
“Oh…oh…oh…”
“Ooh…ooh…ooh…”
Suddenly, Aunt Yan’s hips writhed more violently, and she cried out, “Ooh…Tianming, oh…it itches outside, use your finger to poke Aunt Yan.” I placed my middle finger at the entrance of Aunt Yan’s vagina, and with a “plop”, I inserted my middle finger into Aunt Yan’s vagina.
“Oh…Tianming.”
My finger moved in and out of Aunt Yan’s vagina, sometimes gently, sometimes rapidly, which aroused Aunt Yan’s lust. A small amount of lustful fluid was brought out by my finger, flowing all over the bed.
“Oh…Tianming, Aunt Yan’s…pussy…is so beautiful, oh…” “Oh…Tianming, you…rub Aunt Yan’s clitoris again.”
My middle finger continued to move in and out of Aunt Yan’s vagina, and I pressed my thumb on Aunt Yan’s clitoris, rubbing it back and forth. With each rub, Aunt Yan’s body trembled, and then a stream of lustful fluid seeped from her vagina along my finger.
Aunt Yan was extremely excited and actually slapped Aunt Yun's buttocks hard, stopping the "slap slap" sound.
Aunt Yun also followed Aunt Yan's slaps, vigorously rubbing her breasts with both hands, twisting her hips, rubbing her vulva against Aunt Yan's face, and stopping her "ah ah" moans.
After a while, I heard Aunt Yan sigh and say, "Oh... Tianming, come on, Aunt Yan... oh... I want..." I teased Aunt Yan, saying, "I'm all naked, Aunt Yan, what do you want? I have nothing." "Oh... you're so... bad, I... just want it." "What do you want, Aunt Yan?"
Aunt Yan, unable to bear the torment any longer, finally said, "Tianming, you bad man, I want you to use your big cock to penetrate me, oh... penetrate hard." My penis was also throbbing comfortably, so I was also in great need and stopped teasing Aunt Yan. I lifted Aunt Yan's thigh and hoisted it onto my shoulder, thrusting my penis towards her vulva, the head against her vaginal opening, and then pushed forward with my hips.
"Ah, Tianming, be gentle, you're killing me!"
"Aunt Yan, didn't you say 'thrust hard'?"
"You rascal, I didn't expect you to be so forceful right away, take it slow. Move slowly now." "Okay, Aunt Yan."
I held Aunt Yan's thigh, pressing my body down beneath her, and slowly thrusting my hips.
Gradually, Aunt Yan began to feel pleasure, her body twisting from side to side, her hips moving automatically to meet my thrusts, moaning softly, "Mmm..." I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts in and out of Aunt Yan's vagina.
"Mmm... Aunt Yan, your vagina is so tight, it's so hot outside." "Oh... Tianming, you're making me feel like I'm in heaven, oh..."
At this moment, Aunt Yun leaned down, sticking out her plump buttocks, and brought her head close to the point where Aunt Yan and I were joined. I saw her extend her slender tongue, its tip trembling, and lick Aunt Yan's clitoris. When my penis was withdrawn, she scraped it with the tip of her tongue.
Aunt Yan inserted her fingers into Aunt Yun's vagina, thrusting them back and forth forcefully, making "slap slap" sounds.
Our three sighs mingled together, filling Aunt Yun's bedroom.
Frequent waves of pleasure surged from my glans, making my whole body tremble slightly. Aunt Yun and Aunt Yan also trembled and sighed, "Ah...ah...oh...oh..." A little while later, Aunt Yun, lying on Aunt Yan's belly, cried out, "Ah...Yanzi, ah...faster...Sister Yun is going to cum, ah..." Immediately afterward, Aunt Yan's buttocks trembled, and she said, "Hmph...Tianming, hurry...Aunt Yan is going to cum too." Suddenly, Aunt Yun let out a series of high-pitched sighs, "Ahhh...coming, oh...oh..." Aunt Yun's plump buttocks trembled rhythmically, gradually calming down as she knelt and lay on top of Aunt Yan, panting. Immediately,
Aunt Yan also shuddered, spraying her vaginal fluid onto my glans, her labia majora tightly gripping my penis.
Because of the heat from Aunt Yan's vaginal fluid, I felt a surge of pleasure throughout my body, a sharp pain in my lower back, and my ejaculation gate opened wide, streams of semen shooting into Aunt Yan's vagina.
"Oh...oh...oh..." I sighed. Since my penis wasn't fully erect, I continued to slowly move it in and out, the glans rubbing against the tender flesh of her vaginal walls, which felt incredibly pleasurable.
At this moment, Aunt Yun slowly rose, knelt before me, raised her head, and looked at me with a seductive, alluring gaze. I withdrew my penis, lowered Aunt Yun's thighs, and held my penis erect in front of her. She grabbed my penis with one hand, stroking it, and then sucked on the glans.
"Oh… Aunt Yun…"
I picked her up, and we twisted and lay on the bed, passionately kissing each other.
A moment later, Aunt Yan also calmed down and hugged me from the front, rubbing her delicate body against me. I parted Aunt Yun's lips, turned around, and hugged Aunt Yan in my arms as well, kissing her cheek and asking, "Aunt Yan, was it comfortable just now?" "Yes, Aunt Yan hasn't felt this straightforward in a long time."
"Aunt Yan, your little hole is so special, why is it just like mine, all bare? Look at Aunt Yun, she has so much pubic hair." Aunt Yan blushed and said, "You little rascal, how would I know? It's just how I was born." At this moment, Aunt Yun interjected, "Yanzi, you two stop flirting, you're all sweaty. Come on, let's go to the bathroom to wash up, and let Tianming try our 'meat sandwich'." I quickly asked, "Aunt Yun, what meat sandwich?"
Aunt Yun smiled mysteriously at me and said, "Tianming, don't worry, you'll find out in a bit." I followed Aunt Yun and Aunt Yan out of the bathroom, puzzled, and saw them using the showerhead to wet their bodies, then applying shower gel all over their bodies.
Aunt Yun smiled and said to me, who was still in a daze, "Tianming, come to Aunt Yun." I moved away from Aunt Yun, and she hugged me tightly, saying, "Tianming, hold Aunt Yun tight." I wrapped my arms around Aunt Yun's waist, buried my head between her breasts, and rubbed against her. Aunt Yun rested her head on my shoulder, breathed hot air into my ear, and twisted her lower body, rubbing her pubic hair against my penis.
At this moment, Aunt Yan also hugged me from behind, climbed on top of me, twisted her body, and rubbed her protruding, hairless vulva against my buttocks. Sometimes she would stick out her thin tongue and lick my back, like a small snake wandering across my back.
"Mmm..." I couldn't help but sigh under the attack of Aunt Yun and Aunt Yan from both sides. My heart was filled with excitement, my penis gradually hardened, and my hands began to caress Aunt Yun's back and buttocks.
"Ah, Aunt Yan!" I exclaimed in surprise. It turned out that Aunt Yan was actually scraping my buttocks from side to side with her labia majora. Because Aunt Yan's vulva was hairless, the friction of her labia majora against my buttocks felt incredibly pleasurable.
"Hmm... Tianming, suck on Aunt Yun's nipple."
I took Aunt Yun's nipple into my mouth, sucking on it like a baby nursing, making a soft "slurping" sound, which made her tremble and groan softly.
"Tianming, hug Aunt Yan." Aunt Yan's voice sounded behind me.
I slowly turned around, placed my hands on Aunt Yan's plump buttocks, took her nipple into my mouth, and pressed my hard penis against her smooth, hairless vulva. Aunt Yun lay on top of me, panting.
I stuck out my tongue, sometimes licking and caressing her areola with the tip of my tongue, sometimes gently biting and grinding her nipple.
"Oh... yes, Tianming... like that, oh my... your... teeth... are so fierce, my nipples... feel so good." Aunt Yan clamped my glans between her labia majora, moving her hips up and down, rubbing it between her vulva.
I couldn't help but sigh, "Ah... Aunt Yan... Oh..."
My glans slid up and down between her thighs, and suddenly, it accidentally slipped into Aunt Yan's vaginal opening.
At that moment, Aunt Yan lifted my buttocks, thrusting her hips forward, and pulled my penis into her vagina.
"Oh..."
"Oh..."
Aunt Yan and I sighed simultaneously.
I thrust my abdomen, and we stood and continued our intercourse. At this moment, Aunt Yun behind me also placed her hands on my buttocks and gradually pushed in, so that my penis could penetrate deeper into Aunt Yan's vagina.
"Oh... Tianming, you... you've hit my G-spot. Oh..." "Hmm... Aunt Yan, shake your buttocks, oh... yes, harder, oh..." Aunt Yun behind me was not to be outdone, pressing her breasts against my back and grinding them, while stopping her "humming" sighs.
Because I had already ejaculated once, I felt particularly endurance this time, and my whole body was full of energy. I thrust my hips forcefully, my penis making a "plop plop" sound as it entered Aunt Yan's juicy honey pot.
"Oh... Tianming, your... penis... is so hot, so... powerful." "Mmm... mmm... Aunt Yan, it feels like there's a little mouth in your pussy, biting my glans. Oh... oh..." "Oh... Tianming, oh... quick, Aunt Yan... is coming." Aunt Yan was now trembling all over, only able to shake her head and sigh, her body completely slumped on top of me. If I hadn't been supporting her, she would have definitely slipped to the ground.
"Oh oh oh... Tianming, Aunt Yan... is coming, is coming... oh..." Aunt Yan's legs suddenly went weak, unable to support her body, and she collapsed to the ground, her body convulsing, panting.
My penis slid out of Aunt Yan's vagina, throbbing, as if seeking another outlet. I turned around, grabbed Aunt Yun, pinned her against the bathroom wall, lifted one of her legs, and pressed my penis against her vulva. With a thrust, my penis plunged all the way into Aunt Yun's vagina. Then, I thrust forcefully, as if I wanted to send my testicles into her vagina as well.
"Oh...oh...Tianming, oh..."
I writhed like a madman, moaning loudly.
"Ah...ah...Aunt Yun, ah...Tianming...I'm going to cum, ah..." "Oh...Tianming, come on, cum it all out."
Suddenly, my lower back relaxed, my ejaculation gate opened wide, and my penis thrust forward forcefully, streams of hot semen shooting into Aunt Yun's vagina, scalding her and making her moan "oh oh."
Gradually, the bathroom quieted down, with only the three of us breathing.
First, Aunt Yan calmed down. She picked up the showerhead, washed off the sweat and shower gel, and after a while, she left Aunt Yun and me to help us wash up.
Gradually, Aunt Yun and I calmed down. The three of us dried ourselves off and left Aunt Yun's bedroom. Aunt Yun and Aunt Yan lay on either side of me, rubbing against me while playing with my penis.
"Aunt Yun, you and Aunt Yan's move was so fierce! It felt so good, I ejaculated so much semen inside you." Aunt Yun pouted and said, "You felt good, so go ahead and ejaculate. Aunt Yun hasn't come yet, and now it's so itchy outside." Aunt Yan interjected, "Sister Yun, you didn't lose out, all the good stuff went into your belly, I didn't get a taste." Aunt Yun said to me coquettishly, "Tianming, your Aunt Yan bullied me, you help me deal with her." I blushed with embarrassment at Aunt Yun and Aunt Yan's coquettishness, and said to Aunt Yun apologetically, "Aunt Yun, were you very comfortable? How about we do it again?" Aunt Yun hugged me and said affectionately, "Tianming, it's enough that you love Aunt Yun. Being with you is the happiest time for me. We don't have to make love, Aunt Yun is already very satisfied." At this moment, Aunt Yan teased, "You two are so cheesy, so disgusting." We blushed as red as persimmons because of Aunt Yan. I winked at Aunt Yun, and she understood. We went up to Aunt Yan, tickled her armpits, and said, "Let's see if you'll still talk." "Hehe, no...hehe...I'll talk, please...spare me, hehe..." The three of us teased Aunt Yun on her bed...

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