A mature woman with a seductive fragrance, and my dear Aunt Cui.

This is the speech I wrote for the 2011 election meeting. After the third review, I started imagining myself sitting on the high platform, giving my speech. What was that classic line from Aunt Baiyun
again ? That scene would be: "Drums and gongs resounding, firecrackers exploding, red flags waving, a sea of people!" Sigh! That's all I'm good for; even quoting Aunt Baiyun is a stretch.
Sigh... It's a pity I wrote the speech, but I'm not the one reading it. I'm just a secretary, and a clerical one at that. I shook my head with a helpless, bitter smile, turned on the printer, and prepared to print out the speech.
Ring ring... The phone on the desk rang.
"Hello, Secretary Liu? Yes, it's finished. Okay, when are you coming back? You can go to the venue to make arrangements first, and I'll have someone deliver the draft later."
Who is Secretary Liu? Mayor Wang's personal secretary. Yes, you guessed it, the one who follows the leaders around, serving tea and water, carrying briefcases. It's pathetic. When Mayor Wang was promoted, he said he wanted to hire another female secretary. I thought it would be easier to work with a man and a woman, but it turns out he ended up having a secretary for himself. Like right now, I'm racking my brains writing a draft, while this person, at the same level as me, is accompanying the leader to eat and drink lavishly.
Ring ring… the phone rings again. Damn, I'm so busy!
"Hello, who is this relative? Tell her I'm busy and to wait in the conference room on the first floor. It's a family matter. Bring her up."
It's the security guard at the door calling, saying a relative of mine has come to see me. I have to thank Mayor Wang for this. His rank has risen, and I've benefited too. People are crowding the door asking me for favors, and they all tell the security guard they're my relatives. Think about it, if they were really relatives, would they need to come to my door in person? But the security guard just said it was a middle-aged woman, which is unusual, especially since she wants to talk about family matters. I'll see who it is.
The draft is printed, but the font is a bit crooked, so I reprint it. Just then, there's a knock at the door.
"Come in," I replied dismissively, with an official air. Don't call me bureaucratic; you have to be selective. If someone asks you for a favor, do you expect me to fawn over them? If I couldn't even grasp this basic principle, I wouldn't be the mayor's secretary.
A middle-aged woman entered, wearing a white trench coat and black trousers. "Hmm, she looks familiar.
" "Da Kai, oh dear, I've never been to a government office before. The security guard led me straight here; I'm almost dizzy. I always said my Da Kai was born to be an official. I even told your mother when you came to my house as a child." Before I could reply, she walked in, carrying a large pumpkin and several sweet potatoes.
"Haha, haha. Sit down, sit down." She looked familiar, but I honestly couldn't remember who she was. However, since she claimed to be a relative, we should at least be somewhat related; I couldn't let my mother down, could I?
"Okay, okay. Just sit down. This is some local specialty from our village that I brought for you. When you came, your grandma said she wanted to buy you a box of milk and some meat, but I said she didn't care for those things. Officials don't eat people's food, so I just brought you some local specialties directly. This is all-natural, haha, look at my mouth!" As she spoke, she dumped everything she brought onto my desk, right onto my newly typed speech. A thick layer of mud covered it; I was done for, I had to rewrite it.
I was a little annoyed. I didn't even know her, just recognized her face. Smiling at her was a favor, and she took it seriously. "No, no, I don't need this. Sit down, sit down," I replied irritably.
Perhaps she sensed my annoyance, because she simply snorted "Hey!" and sat down on the sofa opposite me. Then, pointing to the gold ashtray on the coffee table, she asked what it was made of—was it gold?
I ignored her and continued printing my manuscript. People like this are rare. If you have something to say, just say it! How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me? If you did tell me, of course I'd know! If you didn't tell me, I definitely wouldn't know… Damn it, I'm about to have another seizure like those old ladies.
"Sorry, I'm rushing to finish this manuscript. I really can't remember who you are. It's been so many years since I've been back. I don't even recognize some of my relatives anymore." I broke the silence and took the initiative to speak.
"Haha, my Da Kai hasn't been back for ages! Your grandma was talking about you the other day. Guess who I am?" Seeing that I had spoken up, she became more casual, took off her trench coat, and placed it on the sofa, revealing a red sweater underneath. Wow, her breasts are huge.
Forgive me, forgive me. However, I always get particularly excited when I see women with big breasts and big butts. So I took a closer look at her. She was around forty years old, clearly a farm worker; her skin was a bit dark, but you could tell from her face that she used a lot of skincare products, it was shiny. Her breasts weren't small, at least too big to hold in one hand, and they didn't sag. Her black pants weren't tight, but her buttocks and thighs were definitely very thick, her thighs and lower abdomen making the pants bulge.
"Haha, don't look me over, let me just tell you directly, you have to call me Auntie. Your mother and I share the same grandfather.
In the 70s, when your mother was young, she worked in the production team. Later, I married into another village, and your mother and I are very close. You can go back and ask around; just tell her who my Aunt Cui is, she'll know immediately." She answered me while swinging her legs.
Good heavens, when did you directly meet this Aunt Cui? She only said a few words to me, and she's already used "directly" so many times.
"Oh, I vaguely remember. My mom must have mentioned it, haha." I felt a little embarrassed as I responded.
"Haha, I knew it! As soon as I mentioned it, you remembered it immediately." Aunt Cui continued, swinging her legs as she spoke to me. "You forgot? We met back in junior high. You hadn't moved out yet. I visited your house and even sewed shoe soles there. I said then that my Da Kai would definitely grow up to be a government official. He's so quiet and well-mannered, and so hardworking." I moved out of the countryside
in my first year of high school, so I really couldn't remember. Looking at this slightly plump woman in front of me, I did recall those memories from junior high.
I remember it was during my sexual awakening period. Before the third year of junior high, I hadn't learned how to masturbate, and my genitals were always painfully erect.
I would get excited whenever I saw a female teacher wearing a skirt and showing her thighs during class, and I had to cover myself with a book when I stood up to answer questions.
In summer, women would sit in the doorway sewing shoe soles to cool off. I would join them to listen to their gossip, and more importantly, to see their thighs. I remember back then, leggings were all the rage, and women wore them. Some sat on benches with their legs spread, others bent over twisting hemp threads. I've seen countless women's vulvas and fantasized about countless women's thighs.
"Okay, Aunt Cui. Haha. What brings you here?" Seeing these things and remembering those memories, I unconsciously felt a sense of closeness to her.
"Sigh! I'll just be direct with you. I came to ask you for help." Aunt Cui sighed and continued, "A few years ago, your uncle saw that people who ran stone quarries were making a lot of money, so he thought about opening one too. He borrowed money and took out loans, spending over 200,000 yuan. He finally got it approved, but then there was a document from above saying all stone quarries had to shut down. Sigh!"
Shutting down all stone quarries—that was a decision made by the municipal government, of course I knew. The city is now accelerating its efforts to attract investment and completely eliminate highly polluting industries; shutting down stone quarries is a top priority in the cleanup.
Listening to Aunt Cui talk about the stone quarries reminded me of the summer my uncle's family built their factory. My second uncle was capable; back then, the machining industry was just emerging, and he took out a loan to buy several 50mm machine tools, processing parts for export companies, which was very profitable. Now, things are different. Many others are doing this, and processing parts for others earns nothing; if there are defective products, you lose money, only making a little money from the scrap metal shavings from the rough blanks.
That year, the whole family helped build the factory. I clearly remember my uncle driving a tractor, taking the whole family to the stone quarry to move stones. The women stood in front of the tractor, holding onto the bed, the men stood behind, and my cousin and I stood in the middle.
I was standing behind my mom, holding onto her shoulders. The tractor was bumping along, my mom was wearing leggings, and my penis was hard. Why do I remember this so clearly? Because that's when the secret in my heart began to form. The more the tractor bumped, the more I couldn't help but lean forward. I realized how soft my mom's buttocks were, and how amazing it felt to press against them. It was from that moment that I started having designs on my mom.
Aunt Cui continued, “If they’re shut down, they’re shut down. It’s fine if they all close. But there are still a few businesses that are open and operating perfectly well. Your uncle found out they paid bribes. He tried to bribe people too, but at first they refused and even threatened to demolish the premises. Later, he finally found the right person, gave them a lot of money, and finally managed to get the permits.”
“Yes, I know about that. Our city is trying to protect the environment, and higher-ups often come to supervise. The pollution is too severe. Besides, those trucks hauling stones have damaged the roads, and the city government is just spending money on them. That’s why they decided to shut down those unlicensed businesses.” I lit a cigarette and interjected.
"Sigh~ I just finished paying off the debt, but... but, a while ago they said the person in charge got arrested, and now your uncle is directly implicated too. They say he was bribed..."
Aunt Cui rubbed her legs helplessly, finally stopping the wobbling. Her legs were slightly parted, and from my angle, I could see right between them. Perhaps she had pulled her pants up too high; they were tightly wrapped, not like a young girl's tightness, but more like a mature woman's allure. Her crotch was about three fingers wide, so tempting.
"Are you talking about Director Huang from the Environmental Protection Bureau?" I looked up and stared at Aunt Cui.
"Yes, that's the one surnamed Huang. He was just arrested a few days ago." Aunt Cui answered me anxiously, "What if he really goes in? The children are still in school, what are we going to do?"
"Okay, don't worry. I'll call and ask first." I exhaled a smoke ring, dialed Director Wang's number at the procuratorate, briefly explained the situation, and the person on the other end asked for the name of the person who went in.
Aunt Cui rushed over and stood opposite me, her hands gripping the desk, quickly telling me her name. She'd taken a rather strong drag on her cigarette, making me cough and the smoke stinging my eyes. However, just a meter away, through the smoke, my gaze fell directly on her chest. While listening to the phone, I was also observing Aunt Cui's body. Her breasts were indeed quite large, slightly protruding from her lower abdomen all the way down to her lower triangle. Her legs were thick, making her crotch appear full, and her pants were pulled tight.
Director Wang asked my relationship with that person, and I said we were family. Then he said the case was a bit difficult, currently in the filing stage, and that the Discipline Inspection Commission had also come, intending to use it as a case study. I asked him whether it was currently handled by the procuratorate or the Discipline Inspection Commission, and he said it was still with the procuratorate, but he didn't rule out the possibility of the Discipline Inspection Commission becoming more deeply involved.
However, Director Wang concluded by saying that this case involved many people, and my uncle was actually dispensable, as the amount involved wasn't high. He felt that because of Mayor Wang's influence, he could close the case if it could be filed. However, he suggested I speak to Mayor Wang.
That made things easier; Director Wang had made it very clear. As long as Mayor Wang was willing to intervene, the procuratorate definitely wouldn't file a case against my uncle. After hanging up, seeing Aunt Cui still standing in front of me, I suddenly thought that if I told her it so easily, wouldn't I seem too incompetent?
Besides, this mature woman had stirred up so many memories for me; how could I so easily dismiss her? But then again, Aunt Cui's pose was really alluring; it was a pity I couldn't see her back. I wondered if her buttocks were perky now.
Let me recall that time we went to haul stones. I stood behind my mom and kept thrusting. She must have felt it, because she twisted and turned in front of me, trying to avoid me. But that twisting only intensified my arousal, and I ejaculated for the first time, spraying it all over my mom's butt.
When Aunt Cui asked me something, my gaze was still fixed on her chest. I told her to sit down, and she obediently turned around and sat back down. Her butt was indeed quite perky, even rounder than my mom's. I stood up and poured Aunt Cui a glass of water, then sat down on the sofa next to her.
"Sigh, Aunt Cui. I asked around, and it's not easy to handle." I stubbed out my cigarette in the gold ashtray and whispered to her.
"It's not easy, oh dear. I've been running around these past few days, giving gifts and treating people to meals. They all agreed readily, but soon after, they call to say they can't do it. Sigh..." Aunt Cui slumped onto the sofa and sighed again.
I didn't know who these so-called "them" were, but judging from her tone, they were just small fry, all talk and no action, but actually incompetent. I leaned back on the sofa, hands on my head, and continued to scrutinize her. Perhaps they agreed to help her just like I did, only to fantasize about her in the end.
Aunt Cui leaned towards me and continued, "They all promised I could handle it, but you say it's difficult. You seem quite honest. Tell me the truth, is it difficult or impossible? If you need money or anything, you have to tell me directly."
"Haha, Aunt Cui, you're being too polite. To tell you the truth, this matter is simple to handle, but..." I said, stealing a glance at Aunt Cui's lower body.
"What is it? Oh, do you and your aunt need to keep us in suspense? Just say it." Aunt Cui said, leaning closer to me and shaking my arm across the armrests of the sofa. My gaze, however, never left her thighs and lower abdomen.
Memories flooded back. After moving, I learned to masturbate, but being away from those older women, my fantasies dwindled. Coupled with that passionate encounter with my mom, she gradually became my sole object of masturbation. After that, I would secretly masturbate in my parents' bed, imagining my mom's buttocks.
Then one time, I masturbated twice with my mom's bra, and I was so tired that I fell asleep on her bed. Later, I felt someone shaking my shoulder, like Aunt Cui was gently shaking me. When I woke up, I saw my mom glaring at me, and even more embarrassingly, I discovered I was naked from the waist down. So I lifted my buttocks and ran away.
Just like "directly," it seemed to be a habit of Aunt Cui's; her legs started swaying again, as if seducing someone, or perhaps showing off their fullness. Do you know what's most exciting? It's letting the woman you like see you fantasizing about her. Like when I like a certain colleague, when I talk to her, I deliberately look at her chest and say, "I'm deliberately letting you see I'm fantasizing about you." But I won't say it; you can figure it out yourself.
"It's just... this matter carries a lot of responsibility. The higher-level disciplinary committee has intervened; if things aren't handled properly, not only will we not be able to get the person out, but we might also lose a whole bunch of people." I continued my provocative gaze.
Of course, I'm exaggerating a bit. Do you think the government really wants to handle cases cleanly? I roughly know about Director Huang's matter; it's Mayor Wang's business, and Mayor Wang wants to deal with him. Because when Mayor Wang was running for mayor, a vice mayor was his competitor, and Mayor Wang squeezed him out, and this Director Huang was that person's confidant. Do you think Mayor Wang can tolerate this ticking time bomb? He's just hoping to find something on him. As for those who were implicated, they could only be the scapegoats.
"Then...then, Da Kai, what do you think we should do about this? I know it must be very difficult for you, but you can't just watch your aunt's family be ruined." As she spoke, Aunt Cui began to sob softly. Sigh, women, crying, making a scene, threatening suicide—this tactic is hard to deal with. Luckily, I didn't go to the petition office.
"Auntie, it's not as serious as ruining your family, haha, you're overthinking it. How about this, I'll try my best, but I can't make any guarantees for you." I patted Aunt Cui's back to comfort her. I couldn't let a woman cry and make a scene in my office.
After hearing this, Aunt Cui immediately stopped crying and started laughing. She started flattering me again, talking about how great my Da Kai was. But she immediately realized something, perhaps noticing my gaze lingering on her lower body. She subconsciously pulled down her wool yarn and looked down.
This reminded me of the past. Ever since my mom caught me masturbating, I behaved myself for a while, but she never talked to me about it. As time went on, I became bolder again and started peeping at my mom while she showered.
Because the house was a duplex with three bathrooms, two of which were shower rooms. The bathroom by the door was connected to a balcony for drying clothes; you couldn't get there from the bathroom itself, only from the dining room side. However, there was a window between the bathroom and the balcony.
Of course, this window was decorated with paper-cut window decorations, which I later poked a small hole in. Every time my dad went out drinking at night, I looked forward to my mom showering. Gradually, this became my main battleground for fantasizing about my mom. Every time she showered, I would watch and masturbate from the balcony, which was just a wall away. You could say I knew my mom inside and out; of course, the details are a story for another time.
My mom didn't have much pubic hair, but she had a full bottom, and her lower abdomen, like Aunt Cui's, was slightly protruding. I was masturbating while fantasizing about my mom standing and fucking me, letting me thrust into her.
Then one time, I took off my pants and peeked, and my mom caught me. Suddenly the window opened, and I was still holding my penis, making my final thrust. My mom slapped me on the head, and her semen sprayed onto the wall.
I looked up and saw my mom covering herself with a towel. Seeing me staring at her, she tried to pull the towel down, but it was too small; it covered her lower body but left her upper body exposed, covering her breasts but leaving her genitals exposed. I ran away again, and my mom still didn't mention it again.
Strangely, I don't consider myself a seasoned player, but I'm confident in my adaptability and mental fortitude. Normally, I'd be secretly thrilled in this situation. But now, facing Aunt Cui, I felt embarrassed, my face burning, and my right hand unconsciously went to cover my crotch.
Experience prevailed; Aunt Cui's embarrassment lasted only a few seconds. She immediately changed the subject, asking about my parents. But whether out of embarrassment or something else, her legs stopped swinging and instead slightly parted, revealing about three fingers' width of skin in the middle.
I felt too embarrassed to stare any longer, so I answered her while stealing glances. The awkward atmosphere continued.
Too embarrassing, let's talk about something from the past. Later, simply peeking at my mom wasn't enough to satisfy my desires. I started reading erotic books. Back then, the internet wasn't very developed, and this kind of intellectual feast was confined to books of all sizes. Looking back now, paperless offices are so much better—just a click of the mouse, and you can read whatever you want. My dad was quite
busy and often came home very late. Communication wasn't very advanced then, so my dad bought a digital parcel machine. When he came home late, my mom would call him. But with a digital parcel machine, you needed to find a phone to answer, and sometimes the phone couldn't be found, so my dad couldn't answer.
My mom and I usually waited until he got home before going to sleep. My mom had psoriasis on her back, not severe, just redness in some areas. When my dad wasn't home, she'd ask me to scratch it for her. Of course, back then I only touched it. Usually, my mom would lift her shirt and lie face down on the sofa, and I'd sit behind her. Besides enjoying the visual impact, I'd occasionally be bold enough to touch her buttocks.
After high school, we moved to the city, and I stopped scratching her back. My mom got a factory job, and we'd take the same bus in the mornings. That bus was always crowded, and since our house was in the middle of the line, there were usually no seats.
Later, I started to "push" my mom on the bus, and it gradually became a habit. I'd always stand behind her when I got on.
It was fine in winter, but I wouldn't dare do it in summer when she was wearing less clothing. Later, I still dared to push her up. My mom's buttocks were big, but the kind that weren't sagging, making them look wide with a hollow center. My mom probably never said anything to me out of politeness, but she could definitely sense it. I did this for over six months, then her factory went out of business.
After starting university, I became much more well-behaved, found a girlfriend, and experienced sex. I basically lost all feelings for my mother, and even regretted my past actions. One year, my family came to visit the city where I was studying. Several people went, and they hired a minivan. I showed them around for a day. In the afternoon, when they wanted to go back, they took me to school. Because there were so many people and not enough seats, my mother saw I was quite tired and let me sit first. She would squat in front of me for a while, since I would get off soon. So, I sat in the last row, and my mother squatted in the aisle of the second row in front of me.
Back then, minivans weren't like the ones now; the Changhe and Songhuajiang models that were popular were very short. With my mother squatting in front of me, I couldn't stretch my legs out. I could only bend them as much as possible. Then, accidentally, my foot stretched out in front of me. It was summer, and I was wearing sandals, so I could clearly feel my mother straddling my foot. I was very excited at the time, so I kept my foot stretched out like that, and my mother kept straddling me like that until I got off the van. This was the first time I had contact with my mother's genitals.
My thoughts drifted back. Aunt Cui took a sip of water, and I lit another cigarette.
"You're still so young. You can't smoke. Smoking is directly bad for your health," Aunt Cui said, holding her water glass. As she put it down, she spread her legs wider, slowly turning to face me in a starfish position.
I felt like my penis was about to explode. What was wrong with me today? I had just been with Xiao Zi this morning before going to work. How could I get excited so easily?
"Ah, haha, work pressure is high. A cigarette helps relieve stress. I'm used to it." I became bolder and continued staring at her legs, completely ignoring where she was looking at me.
"So, do you feel pressured facing your aunt now, haha?"
"Haha, not really, haha."
"By the way, what kind of cigarettes do you smoke? I still have two packs here, Ru Feng Tai Shan. I forgot to take them out for you." As she spoke, she turned over and rummaged through the pockets of her trench coat. She had already taken them out before I said I didn't need any. Because she was sitting diagonally with her back to me, I could see that Aunt Cui's sweater was very small, and when she bent over
, half of her white skin was exposed. Underneath, she seemed to be wearing tight-fitting black wool pants, the smooth kind—I liked them. I told her not to be polite, I had some, but she was clearly unhappy. She immediately opened it, took out a cigarette and forced it on me, then grabbed my lighter and insisted on lighting it for me. Reluctantly, I stubbed it out and took it.
"Aunt Cui, don't worry about this too much, and don't be so polite with me. As I said before, this matter can be handled, and it's not difficult. I'll do my best, I'll do my best." I flicked the ash from my cigarette, immediately shifting my gaze back to Aunt Cui, but this time, I looked into her eyes.
“Well, Da Kai, I’m counting on you now. Your little brother’s only in high school, the real money-making is coming up. What can a woman like me do? It’s all up to you.” She said this while placing her hands on her legs, as if using them to spread her thighs apart.
I played along, blowing smoke rings and watching her legs perform, replying, “Okay, Auntie, since you said so, I can only do as you say.”
“Ahem.” Aunt Cui coughed twice. My first thought was that she was warning me, so I immediately looked away and flicked my cigarette ash.
“It’s nothing, I just swallowed a puff of your smoke.” Aunt Cui seemed to know what I was thinking, as if explaining.
When I turned back to look at her, her hands had moved up to her upper thighs. This pose was like a Japanese AV actress, spreading her legs provocatively.
"Oh, never mind, I won't smoke anymore." I was sure she was hinting at something, so what was I afraid of? I moved my right hand away, deliberately yawned, and then looked down.
My crotch was already a little tent. She couldn't see it; she just didn't react. I lay half-reclined on the sofa, and what I saw was her legs spread wide, her hands rubbing them back and forth. Okay, since that's the case, I might as well test the waters.
I rubbed my penis through her pants with my palm, but she still didn't react. I stood up and stood in front of her, thinking, this is your last chance to escape me. If you change the subject, I'll walk away; if you still don't react, it means you've agreed.
To my excitement, Aunt Cui still didn't say anything, only her face flushed slightly, her eyes fixed on my bulging crotch. Okay, I felt like I was about to explode too. I turned and walked to the door, then looked back at her.
Aunt Cui stood up, puzzled. I looked back at her while reaching for the lock, and then "click," the door locked. I slowly walked over, keeping my eyes glued to her genitals.
Before I even got close, I saw Aunt Cui fumbling for something at her waist; she was starting to undo her belt. By the time I grabbed her, she was only wearing her underwear. I held her while groping her genitals.
"Da Kai, take me. Auntie will give you..." Aunt Cui breathed in my ear. This is a trick I usually use on my mom and wife, but I never expected to be trained by a woman. She took off my pants, and once my genitals were naked, I pushed her down onto the sofa.
Aunt Cui's face turned even redder, and she took off her underwear herself. I saw her thick, dark pubic hair, her bulging mons pubis, her dark labia, and her red vulva. "Da Kai, come on, take Auntie, Auntie hasn't done it in a long time." Aunt Cui stroked her thighs and reached out with her other hand, pulling me over.
I stroked my penis, pressed it against her, and aimed at her vulva. With a soft "Ah" from Aunt Cui, I entered her. After waiting for a while, I began to experience what it felt like—more relaxed than my mom. This was the second middle-aged woman I'd fucked besides my mom, and she was even my mom's cousin. It felt exciting.
“Da Kai, um, yours is really big. It’s okay, go ahead and fuck me. Hmm…you’re the biggest I’ve ever seen.” As soon as she said that, my penis got even harder.
“Auntie, how many have you seen?” I started slowly thrusting in and out. And let me tell you, it was quite a different world when I actually started moving. Although it felt a little loose at first, it got tighter and tighter as I went in, like my glans was sinking into a lump of flesh. Perhaps it was because her vagina was short?
“Since you’ve already fucked me, I’ll just tell you directly, several. Your uncle was able to open this factory thanks in no small part to my body.” Aunt Cui hugged my back and whispered.
Just as I suspected, she didn’t run a factory, she ran a brothel, making money by selling her body. However, I didn't despise her. These days, isn't that how it is? Just like Secretary Liu, she didn't rely on selling her body to become the mayor's secretary.
"Oh...why is it getting tighter the further in you go?" I unconsciously groaned, feeling as if there was a small mouth inside, tightly sucking on my glans.
"Hehe, right? That's what everyone says. Better than your wife, huh...your cock is really hard, youth is good!"
"Yeah, better than her. Oh..."
"Then how about compared to your lover? Is it tight inside, Auntie?"
"Tight, more comfortable than anyone I've ever fucked." I wasn't flattering her, it was the truth. Of course, I didn't have a lover, but I was a little lost in the moment, answering whatever she asked without thinking.
"Then, compared to your mother?"
"Yours is loose on the outside, tight on the inside, my mother is tight on the outside, tight on the inside..." Before I could finish, I realized something was wrong.
"Haha..." She laughed.
I should have explained to her immediately, or rather, that I misheard and thought she was asking about my wife. But my brain was oxygen-deprived at that moment, and I didn't process what she said. Instead, I blurted out, "No, no, I really haven't fucked my mom..."
Damn woman! My brain short-circuited for a second, how embarrassing!
"Haha, it's okay, your answer is invalid. I'll ask your mom another day. I was just saying, sis, have you ever been fucked by your son? I have, um... his is so big and hard..."
I didn't answer anymore. This woman was no simpleton; the more I said, the worse it would be. So, I just increased the intensity, fucking her until she was moaning and screaming before I stopped.
I don't know how many times I had fucked her, but I felt Aunt Cui's juices had already flowed onto the sofa. Oh no, the sofa is fabric, hard to clean. So I made her get up, and I sat below her.
Aunt Cui cooperated, looking at me with seductive eyes after getting up. It seemed this woman was indeed thirsty. I ignored her and sat down against the sofa back. She held her inner thighs with both hands, and when my penis was aligned with her cunt, she plopped down on me, pushing my penis all the way in. Damn, it was so hot inside.
Aunt Cui started moving up and down, then sat on my lap and moved her hips back and forth. It felt so good. My penis felt like it was in a furnace, especially when she moved back and forth so quickly, bending and straightening my penis. After a few thrusts, I felt like I couldn't hold back anymore.
So I signaled her to slow down, and she seemed to sense that I was about to climax, so she lay still on top of me, waiting for me to thrust into her. My hands weren't idle either. I pulled up her sweater and unhooked her bra from behind, revealing her breasts. Her breasts were very round, and her nipples were large. I couldn't help but pinch them, and she couldn't take it anymore. Her body convulsed a few times, and then she quickly rubbed her penis against mine again.
"Don't move, or I'll cum inside you." I pressed her buttocks down with both hands, bending her body over, her soft breasts pressing against my chest through my shirt.
"Come on, cum then... um... Auntie really hopes you cum inside, you can cum inside your mom, but not me, haha."
I didn't respond to her. After the previous pleasure subsided, I lifted her buttocks, making her half-squat on me, and then thrust my lower body upwards, repeatedly sending my penis into her cunt.
I looked down, watching my penis slowly go in and then being quickly pulled out, like watching my own AV, or like observing a live-action rehearsal. Each time my penis went in, her labia minora would be pulled into her vagina, and when I pulled out, her labia minora would reluctantly hold onto my penis tightly... Just as we were getting into this entanglement, the phone on the desk rang again, so I had to make her get down and then gesture for her to lie on the desk. Her buttocks were really round and firm. I slapped her hard, then thrust into her from behind, and answered the phone.
"Hello, Secretary Liu, okay, just arrived, right? No problem, I'll deliver it before 11 o'clock. The meeting at 2 pm, you ask Mayor Wang who needs to attend, okay?" It was Secretary Liu, who had just returned from the provincial capital with Mayor Wang, having gone to lobby for a promotion.
"Ugh... I'm so pent up, I want to just scream. Who was that just now, a woman?"
Aunt Cui pressed her upper body tightly against my desk, her buttocks raised high, welcoming my thrusts.
"Ugh, Mayor Wang's secretary, is it deep?"
"Ugh... deep, you've reached the top. Ugh... is she your lover?"
"Hehe, she's all mine now, this is Mayor Wang's secretary, whose lover do you think she is?" After saying this, I pressed my upper body against Aunt Cui, then put my hands under her armpits, hooked them around her shoulders, and began grinding my lower body hard against her buttocks.
Aunt Cui stopped talking, closed her eyes, and moaned softly. Holding such a mature woman in my arms and fucking her was incredibly pleasurable. She didn't have the slenderness of a young girl, but she possessed a voluptuousness that young girls lacked, making you feel like you were sinking into a sea of flesh, making you involuntarily thrust into the tender flesh inside her cunt.
After only a few rounds, I couldn't take it anymore. Aunt Cui was an expert, so of course she could feel it. She used one hand to gently stroke my scrotum from below. And I, in turn, increased the force, until the entire solid wood desk shook from the impact.
Finally, amidst Aunt Cui's moans and groans, all my semen was ejaculated into her uterus by her hand. After a few shivers, my penis remained hard inside her vagina, and I remained on top of her, inhaling the scent of her hair.
Later, we both got dressed. Aunt Cui took my phone number, saying she would call me in a few days to check on things. I told her that there was an upcoming election in the city, so she shouldn't worry, but I would definitely handle this for her, and she could rest assured. Aunt Cui said goodbye to me
with satisfaction, and I sat back down in my office chair to continue printing. As she left, Aunt Cui turned back and touched my thigh again before turning and leaving. It seemed like she was trying to express something...
? I'm sitting in my chair now, still thinking about everything that just happened. In less than an hour, something unexpected happened. Did I gain something, or did Aunt Cui gain something? Damn it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll call my mom and go home for lunch. Okay, I meant eating, don't think I'm up to anything, don't get the wrong idea!
Turning my head, I saw a pumpkin. I called out, "Auntie, your pumpkin!"
A voice drifted back from afar: "It's your pumpkin..."

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