My friend's mother had an abortion for me

Aunt Mei's words ignited lust in me for my best friend's mother. In the days leading up to her departure, we even conspired to rekindle Aunt Jingling's temporarily dormant desires…
Time seemed to freeze on the train ride home. Aunt Jingling and I stared at each other in silence. After a long while, she said earnestly, "Forget about Auntie. Find a girlfriend, get married, have children, and live a normal life." Tears streamed down my face. In the course of my life, I had shared three full years with her. During those three years, she was my woman, my partner. "Auntie didn't live in vain!" Aunt Jingling murmured, looking at me tenderly. I couldn't suppress the sadness in my heart, recalling the past three years with her…
"She's 20 years older than you! She's your elder!" Aunt Jingling was almost angry. Aunt Jingling was my best friend's mother and also my colleague. After graduating from university, I was assigned back to the original factory, and my friend's mother, Aunt Jingling, helped me transfer to her unit, the best unit in the factory. A year later, my company selected technical personnel to work in other areas, with incredibly high salaries. I didn't want to go to such a remote place at all, but I couldn't resist the persuasion of my family, friends, and Aunt Jingling. Finally, after a fierce internal struggle, she and I, as the only two people selected by the company, went to a distant hometown. In an old courtyard, Aunt Jingling and Aunt Mei, a colleague from my new company, settled in. I lived in the new courtyard next door, just a wall away. The host family was an elderly woman; her son and daughter-in-law were working away from home, so I moved into their house. Aunt Mei was about the same age as Aunt Jingling, a fashionable woman who liked to dress up. Although she was middle-aged, she still had a lot of charm. Within a month of meeting, we were getting very close. Finally, one time after watching TV in her room, I stayed and had sex with her. Human desires are endless; once there was a first time, there was a second, and then many more. Because of the gossip around me, I could only sneak over the wall at night, after everyone was asleep, to meet Aunt Mei and have our illicit affair. I thought I was always as nimble as a feather and could make no sound, but Aunt Jingling still found out. So one ordinary morning, on my way to work with Aunt Jingling, I was confronted by her.
I lowered my head and remained silent. Aunt Jingling said to me seriously, "I don't care about what you and she are doing! But listen to me, we work hard to earn money, don't waste your money on her." I nodded repeatedly, then deliberately changed the subject, and Aunt Jingling could only shake her head helplessly. The next day, I bought Aunt Jingling a gift, hoping to shut her up. "What, trying to shut me up? You're such a love-hate person." I chuckled and said, "Auntie, that's not what I meant. I just haven't bought you a gift in a long time." Aunt Jingling scolded, "I know you need a woman by your side, and there's no girl here who could be your boyfriend, but you can't do this kind of thing with her! She could be your mother! What kind of behavior is this! If word gets out, people will laugh at us."
Aunt Jingling's advice had no effect whatsoever. I continued to meet and have affairs with Aunt Mei every few days, indulging in pleasure. I told myself: she's just a sex partner. After a few years, I'll go back and start my new life. What others say has nothing to do with me, including Aunt Jingling! Although here, she's like my mother. I thought one thing, but fate arranged another. Six months later, Aunt Mei received a notice from her work unit, asking them to return to their hometown. When I heard this news, I felt a strange emptiness. In this small mountain village, my only entertainment was sleeping with Aunt Mei. She's leaving; what should I do? The night before Aunt Mei left, in her room, we lost all sense of reason and had sex. After the passion subsided, I said to her dejectedly, "Sigh, now that you're gone, I'm going to be depressed again. Maybe I should just go home too." "No way! Where will you earn so much money? I'll be leaving sooner or later. If you really want a woman, I'll tell you, there's a suitable one right here." "Who?" I got excited. Aunt Mei's departure was an unchangeable fact; I desperately wanted to find a replacement for her. "Who else could it be? Right beside you, the person you know best. You wouldn't even look at other women." "Who?" I asked curiously, then it dawned on me: "You're not talking about Aunt Jingling, are you?" I asked her loudly. I was genuinely surprised; I hadn't expected Aunt Mei to mention Aunt Jingling. This was a taboo subject...
"What are you so surprised about? She's been away from home for over half a year, just like you, and hasn't had sex since. She's incredibly horny, and she's not bad-looking. You two, you hit it off immediately, hehehehe..." Aunt Mei laughed maliciously. "No, no, no! She, she's my best friend's mother, she's my elder!" I instinctively objected to her "nonsense." "You hypocrite, aren't I your elder? You still fuck me, don't you?" Aunt Mei retorted with a contemptuous tone. "I..." I stammered for a moment, pausing for a few seconds before saying to her, "She's different from you. We're not related, we don't know each other. But she's different. Her son is my childhood friend. Doing this with her is like doing this with my..."
"Like doing this with your mother... isn't it?" Aunt Mei interrupted me. "Yes!" It was obvious, anyone would think that way. Aunt Jingling had watched me and her son grow up. In this unfamiliar place, she was my only family, like my mother. How could I... As I spoke, I blushed, and at the same time, an evil image quietly appeared in my mind: I saw it clearly, Aunt Jingling and I rolling around naked on the bed... I shuddered, immediately banishing the shameful, obscene image from my mind. I felt so shameless. But then, the image popped up again. Just as I was lost in thought, Aunt Mei reached out and touched my face, saying, "Don't be angry with Aunt Mei. I'm only doing this for your own good. I know you're not that kind of person." "No, Aunt Mei, I'm not angry. I just find it unbelievable that I had a relationship with Aunt Jingling." "You're so honest! Actually, I think even if you did it with her, it wouldn't matter. You're close, but not related by blood. What's there to be afraid of?" I murmured, "But how can we face her family if we do that?" "You're so naive! Oh, you think that just because you didn't have a relationship with her, you can face her family in the future?" Aunt Mei said to me in a lecturing tone. "Your Aunt Jingling is only a year older than me. Women our age are at their most virile, with very strong sexual needs." I understood what she meant: sex.
She continued, "As I said before, she's been away from men for over six months, and she must be incredibly horny now. You see, she acts all professional on the surface, but deep down she's been impatient for a long time. You don't know, do you? I've heard her masturbating a few times when I got up at night." Hearing this, I found myself hard again. "Women are all the same; their outward appearance and inner thoughts don't match. I'm not saying this to be rude, but even if she doesn't sleep with you, she'll find another man. Then someone else will benefit, and she'll be able to face her family? Then, your Aunt Jingling will be in that room with another man, just like you and me. You'll regret it!" Aunt Mei spoke with conviction. "Aunt Mei, what I mean is, how can I face her family?" Actually, after hearing what Aunt Mei said, I was already tempted. Maybe Aunt Mei was right; if I didn't act, someone else might really benefit. I needed to get a suitable reason from Aunt Mei to go, to have sex with my friend's mother. “What’s there to be ashamed of? Everyone here except you is older. If she finds a man her own age, she might end up in a mess and cause more trouble. It’s better for her to be with you secretly. Everyone knows about your relationship, but they won’t think that way. Even if you go back, the age gap between you two is too big. She has her own husband, and you should find a girlfriend too. There’s no way you two will have any trouble.”
I had to admire Aunt Mei's eloquence; she was always more talkative than Aunt Jingling, and she spoke knowledgeably about this as well. Undoubtedly, Aunt Mei's words aroused my lust. "Okay, Aunt Mei, what should I do?" I asked eagerly. "You little pervert, I knew you were up to something," Aunt Mei scolded me. "It's because I listened to you for so long that I finally got interested," I retorted. "Don't rush, I'll test the waters first. I'll tease her a little; you know, we women can talk about those things too." "What if she doesn't react?" "She won't. She's just missing a match; she'll ignite it at any moment." "You're leaving in a couple of days; how can you ignite that flame?" I didn't have much hope. “Okay, I’ll try my best to help you. But Auntie won’t go too far, won’t make it too explicit, and might affect your relationship if it doesn’t work out. I’m leaving in a couple of days, and this room will be empty. Perfect timing, I’ll try to persuade her to let you move in, what do you think? Living together will give you more opportunities.”
“That’s a good idea, Aunt Mei is so good to me.” With that, I kissed her suddenly. She gasped and pulled away from my kiss, continuing, “A man and a woman alone together, it’s hard to imagine things not happening. Maybe you’ll go even further than I did with you…hehehehe…” “Sigh, I’m just afraid that even if we live together, she’ll still treat me like a junior and won’t have any romantic feelings.” “You can trust me! You need it, but she needs it even more. No one else will know what’s happening here, as long as you don’t go too far and don’t let anyone see, this will stay a secret. Besides, you’re so good with women, young and strong, you’re bound to…” "She's better than her middle-aged husband. Once she's tasted pleasure in bed, she won't be able to leave you here. Then you won't have to worry about her not being completely obedient to you. You can do whatever you want with her, and she'll do whatever you want." Aunt Mei's words completely mesmerized me, as if Aunt Jingling were right next door waiting for me, waiting for me to enjoy her body… My lust surged again. I couldn't neglect Aunt Mei at this moment, so I said, "But I like Aunt Mei the most…" As I spoke, one of my hands reached towards her private parts, playing with her labia. "Hmm, I hate you, you only know how to sweet-talk women…" After a round of flirting, Aunt Mei and I went wild again. This time the feeling was special; when I was on top of her, it felt like I was on top of Aunt Jingling, as if Aunt Jingling had become my woman, moaning beneath me…
The next morning, as soon as I went out, I ran into Aunt Jingling. Remembering what Aunt Mei had said the night before, I felt somewhat embarrassed and dared not look her in the eye. "What's wrong?" Aunt Jingling asked with concern. "It's nothing, I didn't sleep well last night, I'm a little tired." I tried my best to hide my unease. "Last night, I heard you go to her room again," Aunt Jingling said softly. "I can't control you, just take care of yourself and don't let it affect your work." I blushed... I slowed my pace and followed behind her. "Hurry up, don't be late." Aunt Jingling didn't say anything more, and I quickened my pace to walk alongside her. Every now and then, I would deliberately fall behind her and then catch up. I secretly and carefully observed Aunt Jingling: a beautiful face, a straight nose, thin lips, and long, beautiful hair that swayed in the breeze, a faint fragrance wafting towards me. Her breasts were neither too big nor too small, very full, and not sagging at all. I didn't know if it was because they were really elastic or because her bra was tight. Her figure was well-proportioned. Although she was already 42 years old, her figure hadn't changed at all. Her waist was very slender, and her legs were also very shapely. When I secretly glimpsed her buttocks, I immediately felt aroused. I had never really paid attention to Aunt Jingling before; her buttocks were surprisingly perky. Her autumn trousers couldn't contain the curves of her hips—full, round, sexy, and alluring…
Aunt Jingling was dignified and elegant, exuding the aura of a mature woman. Her speech and manners showed excellent upbringing. I naturally compared her to Aunt Mei; she was clearly more captivating. It's strange how people are. When you don't pay attention to someone, you don't feel anything, but once you start paying close attention, you discover a whole new world. Just like Aunt Jingling, observing her so closely today, I realized how much I liked her. What a mature woman! From that moment on, my lust for Aunt Jingling became even stronger: I had to have her! I wanted to possess her, to play with her body—her breasts, her buttocks, her flesh…
All day long, I was restless and agitated, Aunt Jingling's figure constantly appearing before my eyes. That night, I went to the old courtyard early and slipped into Aunt Jingling's room. Seeing me come in, Aunt Jingling teased, "Why didn't you go to that room first today?" I smiled awkwardly and sat down on the sofa. Aunt Jingling got up and walked to the small cabinet next to the TV, bending down and rummaging through the drawers, seemingly looking for something. Her backside was directly in front of me. Aunt Jingling, wearing only tight thermal underwear, had a graceful and alluring figure that instantly aroused me. Her body was curvaceous, with long, wet hair that she had just washed—she looked absolutely gorgeous. "Auntie, you're so beautiful!" I blurted out. Aunt Jingling laughed, "You're so sweet. Do you need to flatter your auntie when you come here to watch TV?" I quickly explained, "No, no, Auntie, I mean it. You really are beautiful." What woman doesn't want to be praised for her beauty? Aunt Jingling was no exception; she giggled incessantly. She continued rummaging through her things, while I nervously glanced at her sexy backside. Aunt Jingling's full buttocks were firmly supported by her thermal underwear. This was the first time I'd seen her buttocks up close. It was truly rare to see such a shapely bottom on a woman her age—not too big, not too small, perfectly proportioned. The deep cleft of her buttocks divided her round, full bottom into two halves; if she lifted it any higher, I could even see the small mounds protruding below. At that moment, a faint fragrance wafted from her body into my nose.
What an alluring bottom! I wanted to smell it, touch it, kiss it, bite it, lick it, suck it, penetrate it… I wanted to lick her soft petals, to suck the fluid flowing from her, to hold her pubic hair in my mouth and savor its taste. At that moment, I was utterly shameless; I was actually fantasizing about my elder, my best friend's mother. I realized I was shamefully hard—for the first time, shamefully hard in front of my friend's mother. I desperately wanted to have sex with her right then and there, but my courage wasn't enough to control my actions. I suppressed my impulse and returned to my room, where I masturbated with the most intense feeling of my life. When I collapsed, drenched in sweat, I felt as if I possessed Aunt Jingling's body, and I smiled with satisfaction…
The next day at work, I discovered that many people were secretly watching Aunt Jingling; I hadn't noticed before. In their eyes, Aunt Jingling was a mature woman with enduring charm. What was striking was that while she was dignified and proper, she liked to wear tight pants, which always accentuated her buttocks, making her appear mature and sexy. Her abdomen was flat, without any of the excess fat of a middle-aged woman. The eyes of the single men always lingered on Aunt Jingling's round buttocks, and I was no exception.
Aunt Mei left, and the return of the young landlord and his wife meant that Aunt Jingling and I finally lived together. I got up in the middle of the night, eavesdropping on my friend's mother masturbating…
Two days later, Aunt Mei left, leaving this place, the place that had once brought us so much joy. The night before she left, we indulged in the most lewd acts, making what might be the last time we made love. I felt no reluctance whatsoever, because all my thoughts were now focused on Aunt Jingling. Perhaps this wasn't fair to Aunt Mei, but I knew that Aunt Jingling was the woman I could spend my life with here. Before Aunt Mei left, she told me that she had spoken with Aunt Jingling and suggested that I move in, but Aunt Jingling hadn't given a clear answer. I didn't know if Aunt Mei was telling the truth or lying, and I didn't dare to press her for an answer, so I could only wait for Aunt Jingling's reaction.
A week passed, and the house was still empty, and Aunt Jingling still showed no sign of inviting me over. I started to doubt Aunt Mei. That woman was clever; all those things she said to me were just to make me happy. No one would interfere in this kind of thing, and I naively thought she was helping me get things done! I was still so young! Sigh, I'll just treat it as a dream. Several times, I got up at night, instinctively wanting to climb over the wall, wanting to force myself on her, but reason prevailed. She wasn't a woman like Aunt Mei who would do anything so casually! If things went wrong, I'd never be able to hold my head high in front of my friends again. There was no other way but to work diligently, watching Aunt Jingling's back every day, and fantasizing about her when I got home. That's how things are in this world, so unpredictable… Just when I was feeling dejected, a turning point came. On the night of the night exactly half a month after Aunt Mei left, the landlord's son and daughter-in-law returned. They had gone out to work, learned some skills, and decided not to leave again; they wanted to open a shop in their hometown. As mentioned before, the room I was staying in was theirs, so naturally, I vacated it for them. Now, without Aunt Jingling having to say anything, that empty room in the old courtyard became my "new home." I was incredibly excited! Finally, I could live with Aunt Jingling, and in a detached house with its own courtyard. At night, there would be no one to disturb us. I couldn't help but think of what Aunt Mei had said: "Living together, you'll have more opportunities." I looked forward to that day with Aunt Jingling…
Aunt Jingling helped me clean the room and organize my belongings, saying, "There's a TV in my room. You're not an outsider; come in and watch whenever you want." I was inexplicably thrilled; I was truly stepping into her life. After the room was almost tidied up, I went into Aunt Jingling's room. I often came to this room, but this time the feeling was different. I strongly felt that this was our own private world. The TV programs weren't very interesting, so Aunt Jingling and I chatted. "Li Mei told me she wanted you to move in with me, to keep me company. I wanted you to come, but I'm worried about what people will say if we're alone together. Do you understand, Aunt Jingling?" Aunt Jingling's serious words stirred something within me. So Aunt Mei really had said that; it seemed this woman had some sense of decency. "Of course I understand. It's not good for a man and woman to live together alone," I quickly replied. "Everyone knows about our relationship, so we should be even more careful. But I'm not worried now. That young couple is back, so no one can say anything if you move in." "Okay!" I answered, saying nothing more. I wondered if she would mention something Aunt Mei had told her. Unfortunately, Aunt Jingling didn't say anything more…
That night, I tossed and turned, fantasizing about Aunt Jingling's naked body, masturbating. Suddenly, I remembered Aunt Mei mentioning Aunt Jingling's masturbation, and I became excited. I quickly dressed, barefoot, and tiptoed to Aunt Jingling's door. I pressed my ear tightly against the door, listening intently for any sounds inside. For a full hour, the only sound was a sudden movement of someone turning over. I couldn't take it anymore, so I reluctantly went back inside and collapsed onto the kang (heated brick bed). The next night, I tried again, but still to no avail. This went on for over a week. I grew tired of it and felt disgusted with myself for trying to seduce my friend's mother. What kind of morality did I have? Either force yourself on her, or behave yourself. Stealing and sneaking around was the act of a despicable person, so I decided to never eavesdrop again. I've been living here for almost a month now, my mind itching every day. Aunt Jingling is next door, but I don't know where to begin. Several times I've woken up in the middle of the night, wanting to rush over and force myself on Aunt Jingling, but reason tells me she's not Aunt Mei; I can't force myself on her.
Living together, opportunities arise—this saying seems to be true! One Saturday night, I was reading late, and since I had a day off the next day, I wasn't ready to sleep yet. A soft creak of a door opening reached my ears. I quickly turned off the lamp and listened intently to the sounds outside. Then, I heard footsteps outside. I rushed to the window, gently parted the curtains, and looked out. In the yard, someone in pajamas was heading towards the toilet. It was Aunt Jingling, getting up in the middle of the night. I lost interest in reading and prepared to go to sleep. A few minutes later, the door opened again; Aunt Jingling had returned from the toilet. Then came the sound of her closing the bedroom door: *smack*. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: Could she be masturbating right now? The past few days, I'd been listening to her as soon as I fell asleep, but there was nothing. Could she be masturbating in the middle of the night? If so, no one else would hear it when they were sound asleep. Aunt Mei had said she heard it when she got up in the middle of the night; could it be this time? I was excited, and all my self-reminders were long forgotten. I didn't even bother to put on any clothes, and in only my underwear, I tiptoed to Aunt Jingling's door, skillfully pressing my left ear against the wooden door.
"Hmm...hmm...ah..." Sure enough, I heard Aunt Jingling's moans of masturbation coming from inside. Instantly, I became agitated, my hand involuntarily tightening its grip on my penis. "Hmm...hmm...hmm..." The moans and groans continued for at least 20 minutes. My mouth was dry, my body was hot, and I was restless. "Ah...ah...hmm..." With a long, rapid moan, the noise stopped. Half a minute later, I heard a slight rubbing sound. I knew Aunt Jingling was wiping her genitals with toilet paper, wiping away the fluid that had flowed out... I was going crazy, really wanting to rush in and have sex with her. Suddenly, I remembered that I might be able to see what was happening inside through the curtains. I hurriedly tiptoed to her bedside outside. It was dark inside, no lights were on. I was feeling dejected and was about to go back when suddenly someone called out, "Ah...who's there?" It was Aunt Jingling's scolding voice from inside. Oh no! I was so engrossed in my own world that I completely forgot she could see my shadow outside the window. I fled back to my room, trembling as I pulled the covers over myself… I'd really tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the bait.
The next morning, we met as usual. We both knew what was going on, and there was an awkward silence. I lowered my head, embarrassed, avoiding Aunt Jingling's gaze. Thankfully, she didn't say anything. The day passed in unease! A demon within me tormented my conscience. I told myself, "How could you be so lewd? She's your friend's mother, your elder! How could you be so obscene? How could you do this to your friend? How could you live with yourself?" Although my conscience bothered me, that night, back in that old courtyard, my lustful desires still stirred uncontrollably. I anxiously awaited what was to come.
Emboldened by lust, I mustered the courage to spy on my friend's mother while she used the toilet. Offering myself, my friend's mother undressed before me. Like mandarin ducks playing in the water, my friend's mother and I made love…
Almost at the same time as last night, Aunt Jingling got up to use the toilet. Hearing her footsteps, I suddenly felt a surge of heat. I don't know what force compelled me to quickly get out of bed and, as if possessed, follow her out. In the bright moonlight, I clearly saw Aunt Jingling in her pajamas walking ahead of me, heading towards the toilet in the yard. I was extremely nervous, but I pretended to be calm, deliberately making loud noises with my footsteps. Aunt Jingling was almost at the toilet when she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around, saw me, and asked, "You're still awake?" I quickly explained, "Yes, I went to bed, but I woke up needing to pee." Aunt Jingling stopped and said, "Oh, if you're in a hurry, you go first." I hurriedly said, "Auntie, you go first, I'm not in a rush!" Aunt Jingling hummed in agreement and turned to go into the toilet. I was extremely nervous. After she went in, I tiptoed to the toilet door. I strained my ears, listening intently to any sounds inside.
"Sizzle... sizzle..." A moment later, the sound of Aunt Jingling urinating reached my ears clearly. My heart was pounding. I finally couldn't hold back any longer and rushed into the toilet. Under the bright moonlight, a scene I had never seen before unfolded before my eyes: Aunt Jingling was squatting between two stone slabs, her pajamas top tightly pulled forward by her left hand, as if afraid the hem would block the flowing urine. Her right hand was clutching a stack of toilet paper, propped up on her lap, supporting her chin and covering her mouth and nose. Her pants were pulled down to her knees, her legs spread wide, her white buttocks and legs completely exposed to the moonlight, exposed to my eyes.
Aunt Jingling was completely unaware that I had followed her in. "Sizzle..." With the final sound of urine, Aunt Jingling began wiping her genitals with toilet paper. Her legs spread wider, and her buttocks were slightly raised. At that moment, my mouth was practically watering. After wiping herself, Aunt Jingling stood up. The instant she raised her buttocks and pulled up her pants, her snow-white buttocks and fair legs were clearly visible to me. I was completely stunned...
"Ah..." Aunt Jingling turned to leave the restroom, but seeing me standing at the door, she instinctively crossed her arms and stared at me with wide eyes. I was extremely nervous and stood frozen in place. "You startled Auntie..." The night sky was clear, the moonlight bright, and Aunt Jingling looked like a frightened deer. "Auntie, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry, I didn't mean to," I stammered. "Come on, I'm done." Aunt Jingling saw that I was only wearing underwear and didn't say anything to me. Instead, she brushed past me and left the toilet. I watched her back, suppressing my impulse, and didn't move. At this moment, Aunt Jingling turned around and said to me, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and go!"
I had no intention of urinating at all; I was just emboldened by lust to peep at her while she was using the toilet. The alluring sight she had just seen was enough to satisfy my desires tonight. I pretended to pull out my swollen member, looked up at the bright moon, let out a soft breath, and then went back inside. The light in Aunt Jingling's room was already off; it seemed she was asleep.
Just as I opened the door to go into the room, I suddenly heard Aunt Jingling's voice: "Come to my room for a moment; I have something to tell you." My heart pounded... Her door wasn't closed, and the light wasn't on. I groped my way in. In the darkness, I saw her sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), facing me, her long, beautiful hair cascading over her shoulders. "Was that you under my window last night?" I blushed immediately. Aunt Jingling continued, "Just now, you deliberately followed me to the toilet, didn't you?" My shameful secret exposed, I felt utterly embarrassed and stood there motionless. "I'm not blaming you, I just... I wanted to tell you what Li Mei said to me before she left." What? I didn't hear wrong, did I? I vaguely felt that my dream was about to come true.
"Li Mei told me that you... you like me..." I didn't know how to answer, so I remained silent and listened to her continue. Aunt Jingling continued, "She also said that you wanted to..." I lowered my head in embarrassment, speechless for a moment. Seeing that I didn't answer, Aunt Jingling suddenly had nothing more to say. Time seemed to freeze, and the air seemed to freeze too. After a long while, Aunt Jingling broke the silence. "Actually, last night, I... I really wanted you to come into my room." "If you really want to, then come over..." Saying this, Aunt Jingling climbed onto the kang (heated brick bed) and lay down face up.
I went crazy. I never thought I'd actually achieved my dream that night. But happiness came too quickly, and I was stunned. Subconsciously, I felt that doing this was wrong. Seeing that I didn't react for a while, Aunt Jingling coldly said, "Get out!" Aunt Jingling's words woke me up. Wasn't this exactly what you wanted? She's offering herself to you now, how can you back down? I pretended to leave, but turned around and closed the door. Turning back, looking at Aunt Jingling lying on the kang wearing only her underwear, I suddenly pounced on her. Before Aunt Jingling could react, I was already on top of her.
"Ah..." she exclaimed, completely unexpected by my actions. I didn't immediately have sex with her, but instead tightly gripped her wrists with both hands, pressing her down firmly, spreading her legs into a V-shape. Then I leaned down and looked at her. Aunt Jingling didn't struggle, and stared intently into my eyes. Aunt Jingling and I just stared at each other silently, without saying a word. My chest pressed against her breasts, and I immediately felt her breathing quicken. Her breasts began to heave violently, and with her soft moans, I became aroused as well. We both breathed heavily, bracing ourselves for the impending storm…
“Six months, six months, can you take it?” I asked her urgently. Aunt Jingling didn’t answer, but bit her lip and shook her head. Seeing her silence, I released her arms, stood up, and knelt between her legs. Then I grabbed her legs and forcefully spread them apart, her lower body completely exposed before my eyes. “Ah…” Aunt Jingling let out a longer moan in response to my actions. Two slightly violent movements had already ignited her lust. I savagely pulled off Aunt Jingling’s panties, and then, with lightning speed, licked her private parts. “Ah…” With a gasp from Aunt Jingling, she surrendered her mature body to me.
Aunt Jingling’s private parts exuded a strong smell of urine, and this real smell instantly aroused my lust. I greedily sucked on her vagina. She had just urinated, so there was some urine left, making it not very dry. With the stimulation of my tongue and lips, mixed with my saliva, her vagina quickly became wet. I frantically sucked on my friend's mother, Aunt Jingling's, genitals. She held my head tightly with both hands, her body twisting uncomfortably. I held her there for a long time, and suddenly Aunt Jingling's body trembled violently. At the same time, her moans suddenly reached their peak: "Ah...ah...um...ah..." I brought Aunt Jingling her first orgasm, and we hadn't even kissed yet. My purpose was clear: I wanted to possess a woman's most precious place first.
"You scoundrel! You're so bad! So bad! Um..." Aunt Jingling was numb all over from what I was doing, constantly complaining. I swallowed my saliva mixed with Aunt Jingling's vaginal fluid, cupped her head, and this time gently kissed her. A mixture of vaginal fluid, urine, and saliva filled the air as Aunt Jingling, my best friend's mother, and I shared our first kiss. As we kissed, our tongues intertwined wildly, like two magnets drawn to each other. Aunt Jingling's breasts were full and firm, captivating me. I suckled and played with her breasts greedily, like a baby nursing. Aunt Jingling trembled all over from my licking, moaning in pain.
"Ah..." With a gasp from Aunt Jingling, my penis savagely plunged into her body. This was the most ecstatic moment; I felt the pleasure even surpassed that of orgasm, because for the first time I possessed the body of a woman I had longed for. This feeling of possessiveness was unparalleled by any other pleasure.
“How could you do this to your aunt? You can’t! I’m your aunt… um… Auntie is your elder, how could you do this? Hmm… So good, um… ah… You’re so strong… ah… Auntie watched you grow up, you can’t do this to me, um… Don’t stop… baby, harder, ah… Doing this with my son’s friend, so… so exciting… ah… oh…” Aunt Jingling’s soft, affected murmurs further aroused my lust. I thrust my erect penis into her lower body with all my might.
We tried many different positions, finally finding the one that suited us best. Aunt Jingling and I knelt on the kang (a heated brick bed), our bodies pressed tightly together, my penis firmly against her high-raised buttocks, against the most mysterious and precious place between her legs. My hands gripped her breasts tightly, kneading them vigorously. Aunt Jingling's hair was disheveled, half her face was buried in the pillow, and her hands gripped the sheets tightly. With my movements, her body rose and fell. In this small house in the mountain village, my friend's mother and I were doing what was unspeakable, yet the most wonderful thing in the world, like male and female dogs mating.
"Do you need it? Say it out loud?" "Yes, I need it! Hmm..." "Need what?" "I need your penis, I need sex..." I hoisted her legs onto my shoulders, lifting her buttocks high with my hands, and casually placed a pillow underneath. When my penis entered her body again, she knew: I was about to climax. She pleaded with me, "Give Auntie another orgasm, give Auntie another orgasm..."
"Jingling, Jingling..." I called out my friend's mother's name, recklessly fondling the elder's body, completely disregarding ethical taboos and morality. I frantically thrust into her lower body, my hands vigorously kneading her breasts. I took a deep breath and thrust for a full two minutes without stopping. Aunt Jingling, subjected to my continuous and intense thrusting, could only open her mouth for a full minute, unable to utter a sound. When I finally stopped, she let out a long sigh of relief. Immediately, she realized I was about to ejaculate, and she pleaded, "Ah... don't ejaculate inside, ejaculate in my mouth, please, ejaculate in Auntie's mouth, sob sob sob..."
Actually, I really wanted to ejaculate inside her, but her almost crying pleas made me give in. Just before the semen was about to spurt out, I quickly pulled out my penis and inserted it into her mouth. Aunt Jingling swiftly sucked my penis tightly, her soft tongue gently pressing against the glans. Unable to withstand the stimulation, I leaned forward, my lower body suddenly burning hot, and thick streams of white fluid flowed into Aunt Jingling's mouth. As I ejaculated, Aunt Jingling sucked hard on my glans; I felt as if she were sucking my entire body away, even my soul. After she had completely drained and licked my semen clean, I pulled out my penis and collapsed beside her. Perhaps it was her habit, but before each sexual encounter, she would always have toilet paper aside. She tore off a stack of toilet paper, put it to her mouth, and spat out my semen.
After the passion subsided, Aunt Jingling gently nestled beside me. I stroked her hair and asked, "Are you afraid of getting pregnant if I don't ejaculate inside?" "Silly boy, I'm over forty, how can I get pregnant? I haven't tasted that in six months. When you ejaculated just now, I strongly wanted to smell it," Aunt Jingling scolded my ignorance. I playfully said, "You can't get pregnant? Then I'll make you pregnant." My flippancy had turned into flirtatious banter, and Aunt Jingling laughed, "Hehehehe...that depends on your skills." Aunt Jingling was clearly teasing me. I suddenly reached out my right hand and touched her vagina, inserting two fingers directly inside. Aunt Jingling was startled by my sudden attack, but pleasure followed immediately. She swayed her body seductively, matching my movements, murmuring repeatedly, "Hmm...if you, if you're really capable, get me pregnant, ah...Auntie will, will carry your child, hmm...Auntie will bear your children...ah...hmm..."
What man could resist such teasing? My penis plunged into Aunt Jingling's body again. This time there was no foreplay, only frenzied and savage thrusting. Once again, Aunt Jingling reached orgasm. That night, I felt like a beast, defiled my elder, Aunt Jingling, and tried all sorts of ways to have sex with my friend's mother, completely forgetting that there were still ethics and morality in the world.
"You're so wicked, you have no mercy for a woman!" Aunt Jingling's small fist landed on my chest. "I was just too excited. I'll show you my gentleness later," I quickly comforted her. "You scared me half to death! People thought you were crazy!" I shouted, "I am crazy! I've fallen hopelessly in love with my best friend's mother. What else could I be but crazy?" Aunt Jingling played along, saying, "Exactly! You're being a pervert to your best friend's mother, that's crazy! I'll send you to a mental hospital in a minute, and see if you dare bully me again!" "Okay, Auntie, I was wrong, okay?" Aunt Jingling giggled...
"Why did you take the initiative?" I didn't understand why Aunt Jingling, usually so serious and dignified, would offer herself to me tonight. "I was afraid that one night, you little rascal might suddenly lose control and rape me..." I knew Aunt Jingling was joking; I wouldn't dare do that! I didn't need to ask any more questions. What was the point? I was just lonely! At her age, she's at the peak of her sexual desire. When Aunt Mei was around, she suppressed her libido, but my arrival stimulated her craving for sex. She's a woman with normal physiological needs.
"Let me tell you, you're young, easily impulsive, and don't consider the consequences," Aunt Jingling suddenly said seriously. "Auntie, what did I do wrong?" I didn't understand what Aunt Jingling was trying to say. "No, Auntie is just giving you a heads-up. We have to be careful, we can't be too intimate in front of others. Inside the house, at night, you can do whatever you want, Auntie will do as you please. But outside, you have to be careful, you can't let anyone know about us. Otherwise, we won't be able to face anyone." "What can they do to us if they see? I don't care about that, I just want everyone to see how happy you and I are." "No! There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. I'm not afraid of the people here. I'm afraid of our family. Once our affair gets back, it'll be a big problem." "Okay, I'll be careful. But, but when I see you at the construction site, especially when I see your butt, I get hard, what should I do?" "Bear with it! You big pervert, you don't even spare your friend's mother. Bear with it, when you come back tonight, Auntie will do whatever she wants to you..."
"Auntie's innocence has been ruined by you!" Aunt Jingling scolded. "Auntie, you're wronging me! This...this was your initiative!" "You naughty boy, eavesdropping on me, deliberately watching me go to the toilet, and you call that my initiative?" "Then blame Aunt Mei. If she hadn't told me that if I didn't make a move, someone else would have gotten the better deal, I wouldn't have treated you like this." I tried my best to clear my name. "I knew it was that nasty woman who said those bad things to you. If I see her again, I'll definitely yell at her." Seeing that Aunt Jingling was angry, I quickly hugged her and comforted her, "Good Auntie, it's all Aunt Mei's fault. I shouldn't have listened to her." Aunt Jingling scolded, "You're always so bad. I'll see how I discipline you later."
After some flirting, Aunt Jingling and I fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms. When I woke up in the morning, the first thing I saw was this woman lying in my arms. No matter how reserved, how noble, or how special her status, as long as you conquer her body and make her feel good, she will become a little woman, obediently nestled beside you. Aunt Jingling was a typical example. She used to be a serious and dignified elder, but after just one night, she willingly became my woman. This
was the first time I'd seen Aunt Jingling's beautiful body so closely and clearly! As women age, their hips widen and they develop fat around their waists, making their buttocks appear larger—I dread middle-aged women like that. But Aunt Jingling was the opposite. Even in her youth, her waist was very slender. Over the years, there have been changes, but not many.
"Have you seen enough? You're so lewd!" Aunt Jingling woke up too. "You're such a beast! You're so interested in your friend's mother?" "Yes! I love sleeping with my friend's mother, I'm a pervert!" Our underwear was scattered haphazardly beside us, and Aunt Jingling's white underwear aroused my lust once more. I couldn't resist the urge to spread her legs and examine my friend's mother's private parts closely.
"Don't look..." Aunt Jingling squeezed her legs together tightly. "I did it to you last night, and you won't let me see?" I asked her deliberately. "You're talking nonsense, you were just dreaming." Aunt Jingling acted like a little girl, coaxing me. "Dreaming? Then what about us hugging naked just now?" "Giggle..." Aunt Jingling let out another melodious laugh.
In real life, my friend's mother and I were living together like a married couple. Sex, work, life, sex... a cycle that repeated itself. It was a distorted life, yet also a very real one. My friend's mother and I's ill-fated relationship unfolded and developed.
I was living with Aunt Jingling! During the day, our bedding would be neatly folded in our respective bedrooms, but at night, they would always be gathered together in one room. During the day, Aunt Jingling and I worked normally, and the illusion of normalcy in the room deceived outsiders. But at night, Aunt Jingling and I shared a bed, and we had sex almost every night, indulging in lewd and promiscuous acts. This dilapidated house in this small mountain village had become the place where my friend's mother and I indulged in unrestrained debauchery and adultery. I never imagined that my path with Aunt Jingling would lead me here. What a cruel twist of fate!
There's a market here on Sundays, and Aunt Jingling and I often go there to buy daily necessities. One day, we were bored, so we went to buy some supplies. It was crowded and noisy. We walked and chatted. When we got to the general store, Aunt Jingling stopped. "There's something I want to tell you!" Aunt Jingling hesitated, and I quickly said, "What is it? If I can do it, I definitely will." "Auntie is really embarrassed to say it, but it's nothing big. Auntie wants to buy a chamber pot..." she whispered to me. I was both amused and exasperated. Such a small thing, and she was being so secretive, afraid of being overheard. "Actually, Auntie doesn't like going to the yard to relieve herself at night, and I've always wanted to buy a chamber pot, but I was afraid people would laugh at me. I was planning to buy one after Li Mei left, but before I could, you came to stay. Now it's all right, Auntie isn't afraid of you laughing at me anymore." "Of course I won't laugh at you!" "Then let's pick one out. Winter is coming soon, and it'll be cold outside at night, so you'll need it." Aunt Jingling smiled broadly. Aunt Jingling is a meticulous woman; in the end, she chose a red one.
Aunt Jingling and I shopped all day, buying a lot of things. If we hadn't taken a ride, getting home would have been really inconvenient. That night, Aunt Jingling washed the new chamber pot clean and happily placed it in front of the kang (heated brick bed). Exhausted, we didn't make love as usual; instead, we snuggled into bed and fell asleep cuddling. In the middle of the night, I vaguely felt Aunt Jingling get up to use the bathroom. She got out of bed, completely naked. I'm the kind of person who doesn't sleep soundly; even the slightest sound can wake me. Aunt Jingling turned on the bedside lamp, and my eyes lit up. I turned to look in her direction.
I saw Aunt Jingling slowly squat down, holding the chamber pot in her right hand, placing it in a suitable spot, and then sitting on it. Whether it was a woman's instinct to urinate or just a habitual movement, the moment she urinated, she lowered her head. "Sizzle, sizzle..." The sound of urine gushing out was so loud in the quiet room. Under the light, Aunt Jingling's naked body, the red chamber pot, and the sound of urination created a vivid, arousing, and lustful scene.
I watched Aunt Jingling's naked body as she used the toilet in front of me, my lower body already throbbing with desire. "Don't peek!" Aunt Jingling finished urinating and looked up, noticing my gaze. I smiled but didn't say anything. Aunt Jingling teased, "You dare to peek at your elder using the toilet, you little rascal! Shameless!" I knew that Aunt Jingling's angry tone contained a mixture of affection, tenderness, and the unique feelings of an affair between a man and a woman.
"I forgot to get toilet paper, bring it to Auntie." Aunt Jingling was clearly pleading with me. I got out of bed, naked, and walked towards her. I reached her side and made her stand up; Aunt Jingling's graceful and voluptuous body was now before me. A few drops of urine clung to her thick, dark pubic hair, glistening and translucent under the light, an indescribable allure. I was captivated, and without hesitation, I licked her wet vaginal opening. "Ah...no, stop! Ah...um...it's dirty there...um..." Aunt Jingling never expected me to kiss her genitals after she had urinated. Instinctively, she tried to pull my head away. I ignored her, licking her vagina even harder, savoring its intoxicating taste.
Gradually, Aunt Jingling began to enjoy it. She started moaning and groaning, her hands pulling my head back forcefully, as if afraid my mouth would leave her buttocks.
"Ah...darling, I can't take it anymore, ah...um...I can't take it anymore, umm..." This time, I brought Aunt Jingling to orgasm with my mouth; this time, she stood while I fucked her; this time, I truly tasted the body of my friend's mother. "You should use it too, I'll peek at you too, hehehe..." After the passion subsided, Aunt Jingling teased me playfully like a child. I obediently finished urinating and returned to the kang (heated brick bed), where Aunt Jingling was already lying. I didn't get on the kang, but instead had Aunt Jingling lie face down at the head of the kang. I stood on the ground, my penis effortlessly going in and out of Aunt Jingling's mouth, in and out...
I loved the smell of Aunt Jingling's urine, and I especially loved licking her vagina, where a little urine still lingered after she urinated. Aunt Jingling was happy to be loved like this by me; often, after she lazily finished urinating, she wouldn't wipe herself with toilet paper, and I would lick her genitals clean. She enjoyed my love; no man had ever loved her body like I had.
"You really didn't think about being with me?" I asked Aunt Jingling curiously. "To be honest, I did! I thought about it the very first day we arrived here. The thought flashed through my mind, and it was terrifying. I tried my best not to think about it, but things still went in that direction." Aunt Jingling calmly continued, "You know what? The night before we left home, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. On one hand, I was reluctant to leave home, and on the other hand, I imagined what life would be like in this new place." "Oh, what were you thinking?" I asked, intrigued. "I imagined taking a train, then a car, to this remote, impoverished place. And then living with you, sharing our lives." "We had sex..." The thought startled me. When I got here, I was afraid you'd come to me, yet I also hoped you would. I was afraid of having this kind of relationship with you, but seeing you with Li Mei made me jealous. I resented you; why did you fall for her but not me...? I thought about it but didn't dare do it! When I masturbated, I fantasized about you suddenly bursting in, violently stripping me naked, touching me, kissing me, loving me, having sex with me... But I knew how terrible the consequences of doing such a thing would be. So, I told myself, "I can't take the initiative,"
Aunt Jingling finished speaking her mind in one breath, and I suddenly became speechless, not knowing what to say. Actually, women are just like men; they all like to seek excitement and different kinds of sex! Thinking about this, my heart felt a little cold. It seems some things are better left mysterious. Aunt Jingling fell silent, so I quickly changed the subject: "When I was with Aunt Mei, you told me not to spend money on her. Now, now that I've slept with you, should I spend money on you?" "Do as you please, spend whatever you want, I'll take it all," Aunt Jingling said nonchalantly. "Actually, when you were with her, Auntie felt so itchy..." "Aunt Mei told me you often masturbate, is that true?" "Oh my god! This bad woman, why does she tell you everything?" "So it's true?" "What, you're allowed to have your fun, but I'm not allowed to comfort myself? Do you expect me to just find any man? And now you're getting this advantage?" Aunt Jingling spoke with great conviction, and I could only nod repeatedly. "Hmm... ah... you, tell Auntie, honestly, who do you like more, me or Li Mei? Hmm..." It seems women are quite jealous. "How can she compare to you? You're my goddess..." "Ah... um... you're so good with words, you're so good at sweet-talking women..."
One afternoon, while I was doing a safety inspection at the construction site, my phone rang. I saw it was Aunt Mei and quickly hid in a secluded room. "Aunt Mei, I miss you so much!"
"Auntie misses you too!" "Aunt Mei, how are you doing there? Are you alright?" "Just so-so, living a normal life. Auntie's asking you, have you won her over yet?" "Hmm, not yet, she doesn't show any interest in that area, I..." I habitually tried to cheer her up. "Oh dear! How can you be so clumsy? You can't even win over a woman who's sexually frustrated. Haven't you moved in yet?" "I have, but I just can't bring myself to do it." "What did you do to me back then? Have you forgotten? Why don't you have the guts in front of her? Besides, you don't have any competition!" Aunt Mei was an impatient person, and when my words no longer worked, she got a little anxious. "Hehe, Aunt Mei just loves seeing you anxious. Let me tell you, I've already won her over." I smiled smugly.
"Well, you little rascal, you dare to play tricks on your auntie." She laughed too. "How was it? Exciting, right?" Aunt Mei pressed. "It was alright. We've been living together, and we do it almost every night... Aunt Mei, I never expected that she, who seems so dignified and elegant on the surface, would be like a completely different person in bed. Do you know what she calls me?" "What? Darling? Baby?" "That's nothing! She actually called me husband while we were doing it..." "Hehehehe... Looks like you satisfied her. I told you, she was sexually frustrated, and now she's finally found love, plus you know how to play with women. From now on, she'll definitely be obedient to you. By the way, tell me, how did you win her over?"
"Actually, she took the initiative!" I briefly recounted to Aunt Mei how Aunt Jingling had offered herself to me. "Oh, so she's a slut after all! The day I left, I told her you liked her and wanted to do 'that' with her. Guess what she said? She actually accused me of having ulterior motives, seducing you, and ruining your relationship before leaving. Don't you think I'm being wronged? I never imagined she could be so shameless. She usually seems like an honest and respectable woman, but how can she be so two-faced and pretentious? I thought you were the one who got her, but it turns out she offered herself up. I thought she was a high-minded woman, but after sleeping with you, she's even more... infuriating!" Hearing her say that about Aunt Jingling, I naturally felt very uncomfortable. However, I had to quickly comfort her. "Alright, you've got a sweet tongue, it's unbearable. Auntie might never see you again, and you're still trying to please her. Don't try to comfort me, to be honest, your Aunt Jingling is prettier than me, and you have a special relationship. It's all good that you two are like this." After saying this, Aunt Mei was silent for a moment. I quickly said, "Aunt Mei, actually I'm very grateful to you, really!" "Auntie misses the times we spent together. You were a good child, kind, understanding, just a little bit lecherous," Aunt Mei "scolded" me in a blunt tone. I blushed…
“Actually, I shouldn’t have helped you. That kind of thing is always immoral. I acted impulsively that day without thinking about the consequences, and I regretted it later. If Aunt Jingling were someone you didn’t know well, it wouldn’t be a big problem, but she happens to be your best friend’s mother. If outsiders find out about your relationship, the consequences will be too serious. I always felt uncomfortable helping you do this immoral thing. But then I thought, you two are alone, maybe you’ll get together without me interfering. And you’re so likable, so I gritted my teeth and told her.” I didn’t respond to her. She continued, “Your relationship with her is temporary, it won’t last. You need to plan ahead. You like older women, which will affect your love life. Listen to your aunt, if you meet a nice girl who loves and cares for you, don’t think about us middle-aged women anymore. Understand?” “I understand, Auntie, thank you.” I knew she was right. "Auntie is giving you one more piece of advice: never let anyone find out about your relationship with her. You can do whatever you want with her in private, but be very discreet. It's different between us; no matter how much we go overboard, no one will know. But she's your best friend's mother. If things go wrong, you could ruin your reputations." "Okay, I understand." Her words sent a chill down my spine. "I don't know how long you'll stay there, or what you do there, I don't care. But when you get home, you absolutely must break off all ties with her. You can't have any more affairs! Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable. Do you understand?" "Auntie Mei, thank you for your advice. I really miss you!" The last part was somewhat insincere. Actually, I didn't feel much about her leaving, especially now that I get to enjoy Aunt Jingling's body every night. "Alright, that's enough. Auntie is just a passerby in your life. Don't overthink it. If fate allows, maybe we'll meet again in another place." "Goodbye..."
Aunt Jingling wasn't as open and flirtatious as Auntie Mei, but she had a more mysterious air about her. Having sex with such a woman, who in the eyes of outsiders was dignified and elegant, the epitome of a virtuous wife and mother, gave me a sense of conquest. This is good, a change of mood, a change of feeling, makes sex less boring, more interesting.
Little did Aunt Jingling's poor husband know that while he was pouring out his heart to his devoted wife, whispering sweet nothings and pouring out his longing, on the other end of the phone, his dignified and elegant wife was naked and flirting with a young man…
“Beep beep beep…beep beep beep…” A series of urgent phone calls woke Aunt Jingling and me, naked and sleeping in each other's arms. The previous night's passionate debauchery had left us exhausted. “Who is it, so early, annoying!” Aunt Jingling cursed, lazily answering the phone. It was her husband, my friend's father. I continued to sleep, vaguely hearing them pouring out their longing. I don't know where the jealousy came from, but my hand unconsciously reached for Aunt Jingling's private parts. Aunt Jingling glared at me, but didn't resist. Soon, Aunt Jingling became uncomfortable; her vagina was already wet from my touch. I whispered in Aunt Jingling's ear, "I'll get off the bed and hold you." Aunt Jingling looked at me pleadingly, then shook her head, meaning no. I didn't care anymore; the thrill of having sex with her in front of her husband on the phone emboldened me.
I got off the bed, forcibly pulled Aunt Jingling up, and held her in my arms. She helplessly wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging my body tightly. I lifted her buttocks with both hands, my erect penis aimed at her vagina, and thrust inside… It felt amazing. Little did Aunt Jingling's poor husband know that while he was pouring out his heart to his devoted wife, whispering sweet nothings and expressing his longing, on the other end of the phone, his dignified and elegant wife was naked and flirting with a young man…
I slowly moved my penis, making gentle piston-like movements. Gradually, I increased the force of my thrusts, beginning to fuck her wildly. The extreme stimulation made me unusually vigorous. I actually stood on the ground, holding her as I made my final thrusts. I had never done this before; today was truly crazy. Aunt Jingling couldn't resist my penis, and she finally put down the phone.
Aunt Jingling had lost consciousness. She was like a flower swaying in the wind and rain, helplessly letting me ravage and destroy her. Aunt Jingling's jade-like arms were limply wrapped around my neck, her head tilted to one side, drooping limply, her mouth uttering indistinct, seductive moans. Her long, beautiful hair trembled and rose and fell like waves with the thrusting of my lower body. At this moment, I finally understood what the description of "flowers trembling wildly" in ancient erotic novels meant. If it weren't for my strong arms and penis supporting Aunt Jingling's buttocks, she would have collapsed to the ground long ago. And now, she was exhausted from my fucking, only able to lean weakly against me, slumped in my arms...
This was probably the most intense intercourse we had ever had. My vigorous thrusting sent immense pleasure through Aunt Jingling's lower body. She seemed never to have been so engrossed; as if drugged, she could offer no resistance, only allowing herself to be wantonly violated and helplessly raped by me. Holding her shapely buttocks in my hands and embracing her snow-white body, I was lost in a daze. My penis slid in and out of her cunt, her fragrant tongue teasing and stimulating my mouth; I was intoxicated. Aunt Jingling's soft, full breasts pressed against my chest, rubbing against me tenderly; I was aroused.
On this ordinary Sunday morning, in the home of an ordinary family deep in the mountains, my lust overflowed, and I frantically played with my elders, frantically raping my best friend's mother. The kind of lewd mother that only exists in novels actually happened to me...
"Darling, you're so good...you're so good...ah...um...so good!" "Ah...Jingling, I can't hear you say that, it makes me even more excited...Jingling...ah...my good aunt, my good sister, my good little sister, my good wife, my good daughter..."
"Ah...darling, you're so bad! Hmm...you big bad guy, using such shameless words to provoke me. I don't care anymore, I don't want to be your elder, ah...hmm...dear younger brother, dear older brother, dear husband, dear father, ah...hmm...I'm so shy...it's all your fault, ah...Jingling is your older sister, Jingling is your younger sister, Jingling is your good wife...ah, ah...Jingling is, is your, is your own daughter...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...Daddy, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to be fucked to death by you, I'm going to be fucked to death by my own father, ah...hmm...Jingling just likes, just likes being fucked by Daddy, ah...darling...I'm dying..."
I was completely confused. In the role switching between me and Aunt Jingling, I felt as if I was really doing incest, as if I was really fucking my own daughter. "My dear daughter, Daddy will always love you so much, Daddy will always cherish you so much! My dear daughter, don't get married, ah... Jingling, don't get married, just marry Daddy, and we'll depend on each other for life. Daddy will make love to you every day, and you'll bear Daddy's children..." "Hmm... okay, bad Daddy, you big bad guy, ah... Daddy won't let his daughter get married, Daddy will possess his own daughter, you're so bad, Daddy will bully his daughter with his big cock every day, ah... hmm... I'm willing, I'm willing to spend my whole life with Daddy, I'm willing to get pregnant, ah... I'm willing to give birth to Daddy's children, hmm..."
Lost in the illusion of incest with Aunt Jingling, my wicked thoughts surged again: Father's goddaughter? Why not son's godmother?
Without thinking, I brought my lips to Aunt Jingling's ear and blurted out, "Mom..." Aunt Jingling was still immersed in the doting affection of a father for his daughter. Hearing me call her "Mom," she froze, clearly caught off guard by the role reversal. Aunt Jingling stared intently into my eyes. A few seconds later, she suddenly kissed my lips fiercely, frantically sucking on my tongue, then greedily licking my cheeks.
I knew she had completely abandoned all morality; I just waited for her next act of madness. "Ah... Daddy, what did you call me just now? I didn't hear you clearly, um..." I brought my mouth close to her ear again and said flirtatiously, "Mom..." "Ah! So exciting! Son, my dear son, ah... um... Mom has been waiting for you to call me that, dear son, hurry up and do it to Mom... Mom loves you to death, baby, ah... good son, dear son, Mom's body will always belong to you, always yours... ah... you are such a bad guy, ah... you just did it to your daughter, and now you're doing it to your mother, you're so bad, ah... um... I don't want to live anymore, Jingling doesn't want to live anymore, I'll just die on you, you're tormenting me all day long, you've made me a pervert, ah... good son, good daddy, don't stop, ah..."
Why did these two roles of mother and son give Aunt Jingling the greatest stimulation? Because the role of incest between mother and son is obviously the most consistent with our situation in reality: we are almost 20 years apart, and she is my friend's mother, in a sense, she is also my mother.
"I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum... you slut, I'll fuck you to death..." "Fuck me to death, darling, cum inside, cum more, let your daughter give you a grandson, and let your mother give you a little brother, ah... so big... ah..." Everyone has a subconscious desire for incest, usually unable to express it, but today, this desire was aroused by me and Aunt Jingling. "Ah..." With a shout, Aunt Jingling and I reached orgasm almost simultaneously. I could clearly feel my penis violently spraying thick liquid inside her body. The scalding semen burned Aunt Jingling, causing her to moan incessantly: "Ah... so hot, so hot, um... ah..." "I haven't lived in vain, I haven't lived in vain..." "I thought my life would just pass by like this, but I never expected to meet you. You've given me a new lease on life, thank you, Auntie." "As soon as Auntie saw you, down there, it just..." "It just what?" I asked knowingly. "It's wet down there...you know that! You bad boy..." "As soon as you put it in me, I want to cum..."
It's like venting; having sex with someone else's wife always makes you act like a beast. Even after my orgasm, I was still savoring the thrill. I stood there holding Aunt Jingling, time seemingly frozen. "Baby, look at you, all sweaty. Are you tired? Quickly put Auntie on the bed..." As soon as intercourse ended, we immediately pulled ourselves out of our imagined roles. I staggered forward a step and slowly placed her on the edge of the bed. As she settled, I pulled away, my huge penis withdrawing from her vagina. "Mmm," Aunt Jingling let out a soft, seductive moan, and white fluid flowed from her vagina, soaking the floor. "Darling, take a rest. Here, let Auntie wipe your sweat." She didn't bother wiping the fluid from her genitals anymore, lovingly wrapping her arms around my neck and gently wiping my sweat with a tissue.
"Was that exciting?" I asked smugly, seeing her caressing my chest with satisfaction. "Exciting!" Aunt Jingling nestled in my arms, shy and alluring. "Next time you call, let's do it again!" I imagined the next thrill. "No!" Aunt Jingling objected. "Why?" I asked, puzzled. I had clearly seen her enjoying herself. "Baby, let's just do it this once, okay? You don't know how dangerous it was. You were too crazy, you made me... If I hadn't held back, I almost screamed. If they had heard, it would have been terrible." "Okay, just this once." I reluctantly agreed. Then I whispered in her ear, "It's so great to sleep with someone else's wife!" "You! You heartless pervert!" Aunt Jingling clenched her fists and lightly tapped my chest a few times. I couldn't help but hug her tighter, gently stroking her shapely buttocks. "Promise me something, okay?" Aunt Jingling suddenly became serious. “We’re already doing this kind of thing, and then you did that in front of him on the phone just now… I’m really upset. We’re very much in love, we almost never argue…” Aunt Jingling paused for a few seconds, seemingly lost in thought.
“Promise me you won’t say such frivolous things that make me feel bad, okay?” She looked up at me, her eyes filled with sadness. “I’m sorry, Auntie, I lost my temper just now. I was just too excited, and I was jealous of you talking to him like that.” “Hehehe, are you jealous?” Aunt Jingling asked me with a laugh. “No way!” I tried my best to hide it. “Why are you so possessive? Here, I’m your woman, how can you be jealous? Hehe…”
I was talking to my friend on the phone while kissing his mother’s gentle lips. I promised my friend I would take good care of his mother, and I really wanted to tell him: I’m “taking care” of your mother in bed right now…
“You won’t let me do you in front of Uncle’s phone? Hehe, there’s something even more exciting!” “What?” Aunt Jingling asked curiously, then immediately understood. "You wouldn't be thinking of...doing it on me in front of Xiaoyu on the phone, would you?" I chuckled mischievously, picked up the phone, and dialed my friend's number...
While talking to my friend on the other end of the line, I was also making love to his mother's gentle lips. I had promised my friend I would take good care of his mother, but I really wanted to tell him: I'm "taking care" of your mother in bed right now!
"Fuck your mother... Good brother, don't blame me, blame your mother. Who told you to be so beautiful, who told you to have such a great figure, who told you to have such soft breasts, who told you to have such a perky ass, who told you to have such white legs, who told you to be so wet, who told you to have such thick and dark pubic hair, who told you to only have me as your mother!"
"Please, don't say that, ah... um... please, don't say that, I've already wronged his father, I can't wrong him again, ah... um... so good, so exciting... Auntie begs you, please stop, he's your good brother! Ah... Auntie begs you, please stop, you can do whatever you want to me, ah... if Xiaoyu knew that his mother was slept with by his best friend, how heartbroken he would be! Waaah..."
"Brother, did you see that? I'm fucking your mother, I've drunk your mother's urine, I've licked your mother's cunt, I'm fucking your mother's body right now... Good brother, don't worry, I'll take good care of Auntie. You're not here, so Auntie is my mother. Don't worry, I'll take good care of your mother for you. Watch how I take care of Auntie."
"Hmm...son, don't worry, Mom is fine. Your good brother is taking good care of Mom, sob sob sob...ah...hmm...darling, harder...Mom likes being taken care of by your good brother. He truly is your good brother; he takes good care of Mom. Your good brother not only takes care of Mom in daily life, but he also likes to take care of Mom in bed. You and your father can rest assured, Mom is being nourished by your good brother every day. Mom is so happy, ah...Xiaoyu, come and save Mom! Mom has been raped by your friend, ah...sob sob sob..."
At this point, Aunt Jingling wasn't begging me anymore; she was completely immersed in the ecstasy of our passionate intercourse. She was creating an even more stimulating atmosphere with me. My poor friend was being used by his mother as a pretext for her promiscuous behavior. Aunt Jingling's word "rape" completely ignited my animalistic instincts. I increased the intensity of my thrusts, saying viciously, "I'll fuck you to death, you slut. I'm going to rape you, fuck you to death, rape you to death, and kill you..."
"You might as well kill me, I don't want to live anymore... ah..." "Darling, I love this wildness in you, you little beast, hehehe..." "Why do you like women my age?" "I don't know why, but whenever I see a beautiful woman your age, I have a desire to conquer her." "You, that's called an Oedipus complex." "Do all young people these days have an Oedipus complex?" "Nonsense, I only saw you." "You just called her 'Mom,' and she was all excited." "It seems Auntie subconsciously wants to..." "Go away, no way! Auntie thinks it's both exciting and awkward when you call her that." "Then I'll call you godmother! How about I officially call you godmother today?" "You're so annoying! What kind of godmother and godson do this kind of thing? No way..." "If you recognize me as your godson, then it's official, isn't it?" "Go away! Go away! Go away! I won't, that would be incest!" "You just called your own father and son, isn't that incest?" "That's different! That's because you made her dizzy and led her astray." "Okay, okay! I'll still call you Auntie." "That's good,"
Aunt Jingling, a typical respectable woman, a typical virtuous wife and loving mother, went through such agonizing inner struggles while having an affair with her son's friend. “Everyone says every woman has a man who is perfect for her! I’ve lived for over 40 years and finally found him. You are the perfect man for me!” Aunt Jingling said to me affectionately, gently stroking my chest. I didn’t speak, but I knew in my heart that I had completely won her over. To make a woman fall head over heels in love with you, you must first conquer her body. Aunt Jingling was silent for a while, then said, "I'm unlucky, I was born in the wrong era. If I had been born 20 years later, I would definitely marry you, be your wife, bear your children, and stay with you for life." "Then you might as well get a divorce, and we won't go back. We'll just stay here and live our lives." "Don't make fun of me!" "Years later, when we think back on how crazy we were, it won't have been a wasted life." "You always have a point!" "If Aunt Mei didn't leave, the three of us could do it together, wouldn't that be great! Hehe, just thinking about it is exciting..." "I wouldn't do it! That bad woman, she's no good."
My friend's mother and I had illicit affairs every night, with frequent sex and no contraception, which led to her pregnancy. In the end, she had an abortion for me...
Life here was boring, and perhaps the only entertainment for Aunt Jingling and me was sex. We carefully protected our privacy, afraid that others would discover our incestuous relationship. But one careless indulgence almost exposed our affair.
It was an ordinary day. At noon, the boss announced that we would have the afternoon off, a rare holiday. Aunt Jingling and I smiled at each other: we could finally have a good rest this afternoon. On the way home, I kept teasing and hinting at her, deliberately walking behind her and pretending to peek at her buttocks. She was already burning with desire, and at the gate of the courtyard, after looking around to make sure no one was watching, we started kissing passionately. I picked her up and ran into the house, and Aunt Jingling murmured, "Don't let anyone see us."
Once inside, we quickly took off our clothes and started flirting. "My godfather isn't here?" "He went out on something..." Aunt Jingling played along with my flirting. We deliberately created an atmosphere of a godmother and godson having an affair! "My brother isn't here either?" I further aroused her desire. Aunt Jingling bit her index finger and began to breathe rapidly: "No, it's just godmother alone. What do you want to do?" "Is it exciting for a godson to have sex with his godmother?" "Hmm! It's not as exciting as you calling me mom directly..." Aunt Jingling murmured shyly. "Okay, so you still say you don't want incest?" Soon, I entered Aunt Jingling's body.
Aunt Jingling and I were so engrossed in our passionate embrace that we forgot to close the door. The host's little girl burst in with a plate of dumplings. Seeing us naked and panting as we wrestled on the kang (heated brick bed), she gasped, clearly unaware of what we were doing. Aunt Jingling and I were startled and stopped. Aunt Jingling panicked, unsure what to do, and stood there frozen. Luckily, I remained calm. A thought struck me, and I said, "Your Aunt Jingling isn't feeling well; let me rub her."
The little girl stood frozen for a long time, then, hearing me speak, said, "Grandma asked me to bring you dumplings." She then put the plate full of dumplings down and ran off, clearly quite frightened. Aunt Jingling and I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got dressed.
That evening, Aunt Jingling and I went to the host's house, bought some fruit, and thanked them. We were chatting with the old lady when the little girl suddenly pointed at me and said to her, "Grandma, at noon I saw my brother riding on top of Auntie without clothes on, bullying her." Children are always innocent; she saw me on top of Aunt Jingling, and Aunt Jingling was moaning, so she thought I was bullying her. My face turned red, and I was completely stunned, not knowing how to smooth things over. At this moment, Aunt Jingling spoke up: "Xiaohong, your brother wasn't bullying Auntie, he was helping her." It seems the old lady is wiser. She's been through a lot and immediately understood what was going on. She quickly said to the little girl, "Don't talk nonsense, your brother was massaging Auntie's shoulders." I awkwardly agreed repeatedly.
That time the little girl caught me having sex with Aunt Jingling made us extremely cautious. We hardly dared to do anything during the day, only indulging our desires and doing whatever we wanted at night.
Once, I asked Aunt Jingling, "Honestly, between me and your husband, who's better?" She was silent for a long time before saying, "You." I asked what she meant, and she calmly replied, "You're young and energetic, and you last a long time. He's not good enough; often I'm not satisfied before he finishes." It seems the saying is true: women in their thirties are like wolves, and in their forties like tigers. Aunt Jingling was in her prime, with an incredibly strong sex drive. Now, meeting me, young and vigorous, was like meeting a worthy opponent. "Actually, I've liked you before. You're handsome and have a sweet tongue; any woman would like you. When you and your friends come to my house, you're the one I most want to see." Aunt Jingling's confession made me feel even more at ease.
Aunt Jingling appeared dignified, but in bed, she was a complete harlot. If I said to her, "You're such a slut!" she would reply, "I've always been a slut; I just hadn't met you, my lover, before." Life went on like this, filled with both excitement and emptiness. Aunt Jingling and I were practically indulging in promiscuity every night. Our sex life was frequent, and we never used contraception. We lived happily far from our hometown.
"I'm pregnant!" Aunt Jingling's sudden words stunned me. How could it be? I was convinced she was joking. But Aunt Jingling's calm expression made me believe it was true. "What kind of person do you take me for? Do you think I'm the kind of person who jokes around like that? I'm carrying your child!"
"After giving birth to Xiaoyu, his father and I never used contraception, but my belly never got bigger again. We even discussed it, but since we already had a child, who cares who it is? It doesn't matter anymore. Who knew I'd be pregnant with your child now? It seems he's the one with the problem." As Aunt Jingling said this, her honest and upright husband had no idea that his devoted wife, with whom he had shared so many years of marriage, was not only cheating on him with someone else in another city, but also, at over 40 years old, had gotten pregnant. Alas, my good brother had no idea that his mother had been impregnated by his best friend. What a terrible thing I've done! I actually told myself this.
Aunt Jingling said to me, "I'll listen to you. If you want me to have the baby, I will. I've said it before, I'm your woman anyway." I didn't know what to say and remained silent. She continued, "It's okay if the baby is born. We'll find an excuse not to go back for the Spring Festival, and the child can be given to someone else." "Why do you want to have the baby?" Aunt Jingling smiled bitterly, "Maybe it's because I've fallen in love with you..." "Let's have a daughter... let's have a daughter, I..." "Fine, you little beast, you won't even spare your own daughter. Fine... I'll have a daughter for you, and we'll take care of you together!"
We couldn't extricate ourselves from this ill-fated relationship, but the child was absolutely out of the question. We didn't want a future together, so we couldn't keep the baby. After discussing it, Aunt Jingling and I decided to have an abortion. We went to the county town and found a private clinic. I looked up and saw a sign on the door that read: Painless Abortion. Seeing me staring blankly, Aunt Jingling muttered, "You little devil! What sins did I commit in my past life that I have to suffer like this to repay you?" With that, Aunt Jingling poked my forehead hard with her finger.
I gave a bitter laugh and remained silent. Then I watched Aunt Jingling, my friend's mother, my elder, and also my sexual partner, walk into the small clinic…
(Time seemed to freeze again on the train home!)
A sorrowful silence…
After a long while, I looked up at Aunt Jingling, my eyes brimming with tears, and sincerely said, "Auntie, I'm so sorry!"
Another silence followed, then suddenly, Aunt Jingling began to sob softly, her sobs so helpless, so deeply moving…

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