abusive aunt

"Ichihiko-nii, may I come in?
" "No, I'm changing." Ichihiko, tired from visiting clients,
answered impatiently while loosening his tie.
(My dad treats me like a servant, relentlessly using...) Ichihiko returned home during spring break, only
to be woken up in the morning when he wanted to sleep in. He spent the whole day accompanying his father to collect payments from clients in various places.
Ichihiko's father owns the famous "Shiraiya" sake shop in his hometown, which has a 200-year history and is especially
famous for its rice sake, sold in Tokyo and Osaka. Ichihiko is destined to inherit the family business and
must return to work at "Shiraiya" after graduating next year.
While changing into a t-shirt and jeans, the door opened. "Hehehe, I saw my brother's butt!" Yuka pushed
open the door and walked in, sounding excited. Wearing a high-necked dress, she was seventeen years old, with long
eyelashes and big eyes reminiscent of the most famous idol singers. Usually, she had a sacred and unapproachable
expression , but in front of Ichihiko, she became a cheerful and playful girl.
"I can't do anything with you, just say what's on your mind!"
"But you have to promise me you won't get angry no matter what I say."
"Promising is easy, isn't it?"
Yuka had always liked to whisper secrets, but today she seemed particularly serious. (She
put her hands behind her back, as if hiding something.)
Kazuhiko noticed that the fabric of her dress was very thin, and her figure was that of a fully mature woman;
her breasts, which he had never noticed before, had become so full. (She's become so sexy in such a short time
...) There was a surprising freshness about her, and his gaze naturally fell on her inner thighs.
Yuka seemed to see through Kazuhiko's thoughts and deliberately swung her legs back and forth in the chair: "You promised you
definitely wouldn't get angry?" Yuka suddenly presented what she had hidden behind her back to Kazuhiko: "
I found this on my brother's bed."
"You... that..."
"So my brother secretly reads this kind of bad book."
"Aren't you going to give it back to me?"
"No." Yuka opened the pornographic magazine she was holding and started reading.
"Damn it!" Ichihiko snatched the pornographic magazine from Yuka's hand, rolled it into a cylinder, and
tapped .
"Ouch! You promised you wouldn't be angry. Your brother is a sadist, I guess I can't tell you."
"Just tell me already."
"Hmm..." Yuka seemed to want to appease Ichihiko, looking up and saying something shocking: "The night before last, I
saw Mom masturbating."
"What?"
"Actually, Dad has been dead for eight years, there's nothing to be surprised about, is there?" Yuka chuckled softly
: "Mom also tied herself up with ropes, making herself look like a caterpillar, and an eggplant or cucumber..."
Ichihiko felt as if he had been hit on the head with a hammer, his face turning ashen. That elegant
lady actually had such a fetish. Ichihiko's mind raced with fantasies, his eyes wide with madness.
"Oh... is that so?" Ichihiko suddenly came to his senses, forcing a bitter smile to hide his embarrassment.
"Brother, aren't you overly romanticizing Mom?" Yuka's words pierced Kazuhiko's
heart .
"She's still your own mother... You seem to be acting strange today." Kazuhiko concealed his inner
turmoil, taking a drag of his cigarette in frustration.
Yuka's mother was Kazuhiko's aunt, Atsuko. After her husband's death eight years ago, she managed the Shirai family's
assets, now leaving everything to her cousin and his wife, living a lonely life with her daughter, Yuka, in a side room.
On the other hand , Kazuhiko had always admired his aunt, who had become a widow at a young age. For a long time, to Kazuhiko, his aunt
was like a saint, an absolutely inviolable and noble figure. Therefore, Yuka's description of his aunt's sexual anxieties had
a powerful impact on shattering that image in his mind.
"Brother!" Ichihiko suddenly snapped out of his reverie, his cigarette butt almost burning his fingers. "You must be thinking about Mom,
right?" Yuka leaned against Ichihiko's back, leaving her desk, and said in a coquettish tone, "Brother... just go and
do Mom!"
"Yuka... you..." Ichihiko looked at Yuka, who was pressed against his back, with a tense expression.
"I know even if you don't say it, the way you look at Mom isn't ordinary." Yuka chuckled.
"Actually, you're very happy, aren't you? You know that the seemingly innocent widow is just an ordinary person underneath,
and the most ideal masochist, the most suitable person for you, right?"
Yuka circled around the speechless Ichihiko, then nestled into
his arms . (He really does love Mom, but I... I love my brother too.) Yuka gently closed her eyes and
extended her lips to Ichihiko.
Abusing his aunt (1)
Around one o'clock in the morning, although it was springtime, it was still cold enough to want to put on a coat. However, Ichihiko, who was walking quietly under
the cherry blossom tree, was so nervous that he didn't feel cold at all. On the contrary, the cold wind felt comfortable on his feverish body.
Occasionally, he looked up at the night sky and saw the crescent moon in the sky. Ichihiko, who felt guilty, thought that the moonlight would be
dazzling and he could see the shape of the trees in the courtyard clearly.
Soon after, Ichihiko arrived at the fence separating the main house and the side room. After a little hesitation, he quietly pushed open the wooden
door. He could not back down now. Ichihiko tightly tucked the bag in his hand under his arm.
"Brother, do your best. Once Mom falls asleep, it is hard to wake her up. It doesn't matter if you make a little noise."
As he was leaving, Yuka hugged Ichihiko from behind and said this in his ear. She was giving Ichihiko the most effective advice that he was about to sneak into
his mother's bedroom. To a third party, they were a loving mother and daughter, so they
could not understand Yuka's psychology.
For the past week, I've barely been able to speak to my aunt, spending every day in a state of gloom. But
that situation will end tonight; after tomorrow, the world should be completely different.
Ichihiko gently opened the door and quietly entered the dark entryway. Since moving to the side room, Yuka's study
remained on the second floor of the main house, so this door was never locked, even at night. Ichihiko, relying on
the faint moonlight filtering through the entryway, tiptoed inside. After a few steps, there was another glass door; gently pulling it open, he found himself in
the living room . When he reached the paper door further inside, perhaps due to excessive tension, he felt the urge to urinate.
(Whether it's good or bad, I don't care anymore...) With this resolve, Ichihiko pulled open the paper door
blocking his way and sneaked into the bedroom, which smelled of perfume. He knelt on one knee and immediately heard his aunt's regular
snoring . Ichihiko breathed a sigh of relief in the darkness.
He waited in this position until his eyes adjusted to the darkness, then
took , pushed the purse aside to avoid getting in the way, and gently climbed onto the tatami. The bedroom wasn't very
spacious, so he easily reached the edge of the quilt. After determining the direction of the snoring,
he crawled .
(Auntie, I'm sorry, I want to see your beautiful feet...) Ichihiko quietly lifted the quilt. Although he
could see her snow-white toes in the darkness, he immediately put the prepared cotton rope around her ankles. "Ugh..." The regular
snoring suddenly stopped, as if she felt something was wrong and wanted to turn over. However, disturbed by the cotton rope tangled around her feet, her
breathing became rapid.
"Auntie, are you awake?" The moment had finally arrived. Even Ichihiko
was surprised at how calmly he could speak. He stood up and reached for the light switch.
"Is that Yuka?" His aunt's voice seemed not fully awake, unaware that she was about
to face a crisis of chastity.
"It's me, it's Ichihiko." Ichihiko answered calmly, gently turning on the light.
"Oh dear!" Atsuko frowned at the bright light, her long eyelashes trembling. She quickly adjusted
to the light and realized it wasn't her daughter Yuka. She nervously lifted her head from the pillow: "It's Ichihiko! What are you doing
here? Did something happen to Yuka?" Atsuko seemed to be primarily concerned about Yuka's safety.
"Don't worry about Yuka, she's fine in the study." Ichihiko walked over from the blankets and stood beside the pillow, looking
down his aunt after she removed her makeup. Her oval face, with her hair tied back, was still radiant even in normal times.
"Auntie… why didn't you scream? You should think more about yourself." Ichihiko calmly and
slowly expressed his intentions.
"Ichihiko...you are..." Atsuko finally noticed the unusual atmosphere, a tense
expression . As she prepared to stand up, her eyes widened in surprise: "Ichihiko...my foot..."
"Hehe, now you know? Auntie, I'm the one who's fallen in love with you." Ichihiko suddenly pulled back the covers,
pushed his aunt, who was too frightened to speak, to the ground, and then pounced on her.
"Ichihiko! You can't do this!" Pressed down on by the tall Ichihiko, Atsuko panicked
but still struggled desperately, only to be immediately held tightly by Ichihiko and unable to move.
"Ichihiko, please calm down. It would be terrible if Yuka saw us like this."
"I don't care, and I don't even know what Yuka would do..." Ichihiko
slowly told his aunt about Yuka seeing his mother masturbate and what happened afterward: "The most virtuous aunt in the world, how could
she have a self-binding fetish? Who taught her that?"
"Ichihiko, stop talking!" Atsuko struggled while trying to prove her innocence: "Yuka said
she saw it , it must be a lie. How could I bind myself?"
"No matter who is right, my meaning will never change!" Ichihiko hugged his aunt's slender
body tightly and kissed her wildly. His aunt swayed her head from side to side trying to escape, but finally caught her rapidly breathing red lips and
began to kiss her passionately, almost sucking her soul out of her mouth.
"Ugh...no..."
Ichihiko used his tongue to forcefully push open his aunt's front teeth, making lewd sucking sounds, tasting the sweet
saliva, his tongue also moving up and down and left and right in his aunt's mouth.
"Ah...that's too much...what did I do wrong to you?"
"It's because Auntie is so beautiful, so beautiful it drives me crazy." Seeing his auntie's adorable crying face, Ichihiko
couldn't help This time, his auntie only resisted slightly, letting out a sad whimper as he suckled.
"I want to see Auntie's naked body, let me see clearly the beautiful body that gave birth to Yuka, okay?" Perhaps the long, passionate
kiss had worked, as his auntie's attitude softened, and she stopped crying. Of course, Ichihiko wouldn't let this
opportunity pass. He whispered words of praise for older women in his auntie's ear, then slowly pulled open the collar of her nightgown, his right hand
touching her breast.
"You can't do this! My husband and your father are brothers, this is absolutely unacceptable."
"What does that matter? Do you still want me to leave now?" Ichihiko forcefully pulled away
the hand protecting his chest, almost violently pulling open the collar of his nightgown, immediately revealing his snow-white breasts, which were even fuller than he had imagined.
"Don't look! Don't..." No matter how much his aunt objected, Ichihiko stared almost intoxicatedly at the beautifully shaped,
full breasts, but an overwhelming joy immediately welled up inside him, and he recklessly took the nipple into his mouth.
"Ah...you can't do this...don't do things like a child." As her nipple was sucked, Atsuko's
upper body arched back, protesting while trying to push Ichihiko's head away with both hands. But she couldn't escape the skillful caresses of Ichihiko's
tongue and lips, and soon she felt intense pleasure, involuntarily letting out soft moans.
"Hehehe, you say no but, but your body is very sensitive. You must have been wanting a man for a long time, right?"
When Ichihiko looked up, there was still a line of saliva between his mouth and nipple. He pinched the hardened nipple with his fingers and flicked it as if
to joke .
"Your breasts are already like this, so the most important part must be all wet, right?" Ichihiko deliberately
whispered in his aunt's ear, while his right hand moved over her tightly pressed thighs, preparing to pull open the hem of her nightgown.
"That's too much! What's so fun about this!" Auntie sighed, turning her rosy face to the other
side . Her mature body stopped struggling and lay there motionless, as if resigned to her fate. Her pajamas were immediately pulled open, and
her hand moved from her shorts to her lower abdomen. Although she was mentally prepared, she still showed a nervous expression.
"Just as I thought, it's soaking wet, almost like you're peeing."
"No, you're lying..."
"See? It's already like this." Ichihiko put two fingers in front of Auntie's nose, forcing her to smell
the scent on his fingers: "It smells, doesn't it? Sweet and sour, an indescribable lewd smell."
After , Ichihiko deliberately let her smell it again. By this time, his penis was swollen to the point of pain.
"Auntie, have you resigned yourself to your fate? Quickly throw away those old-fashioned ideas and enjoy the pleasure before you."
"Enjoy it!" Ichihiko lifted his upper body and pulled off the panties covering his plump buttocks, tearing them forcefully.
"Ah... finally... how am I supposed to apologize to my dead husband..." Atsuko seemed to be overwhelmed with emotion
, tears streaming down her face. She said to Ichihiko, who was trying to spread her thighs apart, "Ichihiko, please,
tie me up ."
"Is it really okay to do that?"
"At least that would lessen my heartache."
"Would it mean that I was forced to do this, and that would explain it to my husband?" Yuka said that seeing
the scene seemed genuine.
"Auntie, sit up and put your hands behind your back!" After Ichihiko said this, he also took off
his clothes , revealing his muscular naked body.
Abusing Aunt (2)
Atsuko knelt properly on the quilt, her slender hands crossed behind her back, her head almost touching her chest
. Her naked body was so slender, but her breasts and buttocks were full of fat, and the fact that she had given birth to Yuka did not ruin
the curves of her body.
Ichihiko was almost stunned, but lust overcame his fear. He immediately knelt behind his aunt,
tied her hands together with cotton rope, and then bound her breasts with cotton rope as well. Although it was his first time
, he did a good job.
"Stand up. I want to hear what you think about being tied up like a prisoner." Ichihiko pulled the rope binding his aunt's
hands , forcing her to stand up and dragging her to the dressing table.
"No, I don't want to see!"
"No, you have to see. See me and my aunt standing naked together like this."
But Atsuko still turned her head away, refusing to look. Especially since this dressing table was a gift from
her husband before his death and had been used for many years, she didn't want to see her naked body, a result of her infidelity to her husband, reflected in the mirror.
"Hmph, you're not a little girl anymore. You're not that shy anymore, are you?" Ichihiko mocked his timid
aunt , while simultaneously stroking her round buttocks. "Aunt, if you still refuse to look in the mirror, I have other
ways." Ichihiko said threateningly, inserting his fingers, which were stroking her buttocks, into the cleft of her plump bottom. "Ah... that kind of place... don't mess around." Atsuko cried out in alarm
as Kazuhiko's fingers touched her most private area. Her bound upper body arched backward, while she desperately twisted her plump buttocks to escape. 　　"Try turning your face to look in the mirror, or... I'll stick my fingers all the way in." Kazuhiko displayed a cruelty that surprised even himself, mercilessly digging into her elastic anus with his fingers. 　　"I want to... I want to look in the mirror... so pull your fingers out quickly..." Atsuko's rationality collapsed immediately as her anus, which even her deceased husband had never touched , was being played with. In her panic, she uttered words of surrender. 　　Atsuko looked at her reflection in the mirror with tears in her eyes, vaguely seeing her naked body. "See, is this something to cry about ?" Kazuhiko leaned against his aunt to make sure she wouldn't fall. He hummed, showing no remorse for his aunt's crying, but he still stopped digging into her anus, pulled out his hook-shaped fingers, and brought them to his nose. 　　"Hmm...it really does smell." Ichihiko kept sniffing the scent from his fingers, finding it strange that he didn't feel any disgust. 　　"Ah...don't say anymore...how much torture are you going to make me happy?" 　　"I'm just indulging my aunt's tastes." 　　"No! You misunderstand. I don't have a taste for being tortured and happy. Doing this to me will only make me feel sad ." 　　"If that's really the case, then you shouldn't be all wet!" 　　Ichihiko completely ignored his aunt's words, hugging her tightly from behind and immediately using his right hand to caress her sexy lower abdomen, where a thick triangular patch of pubic hair covered her, already wet with overflowing nectar. "You're already like this, and you still say you don't feel anything?" Ichihiko stroked her hair like a comb, then brought his honey-stain-covered hand to his aunt's nose: "It's about time you admitted your fetish. That way, it'll make sense for me to do it." 　　Ichihiko looked at his aunt in the mirror and at the real aunt, then moved the finger he had brought to her nose to her mouth: "Now put this dirty finger in your mouth and lick it clean. Your masochistic aunt can definitely do it." He forced his aunt's mouth open with his honey-stain- covered finger. 　　"You're too cruel..." Atsuko shed tears, but before she could finish speaking, she felt nauseous. Even so , a sweet, itchy sensation welled up from deep within her lower abdomen, making her restless, and she unconsciously overflowed with a large amount of honey. 　　(Ah...do whatever you want...) Atsuko, seemingly reckless, abandoned her mask of chastity , boldly licking the finger forced into her mouth. Though distressed by the humiliation, she still licked the filth off the finger and swallowed it along with her saliva. 　　"Hehehe! Didn't you manage to do it? Pretending to be chaste, Auntie is still a masochist after all." Ichihiko laughed like a victor, his right hand moving to the bush on his lower abdomen, playing with the curly hair while inserting his finger into the already completely wet opening. 　　"This wet look is like a spring." The slightly raised petals showed a wonderful contraction, gripping the finger, but the dense pubic hair obstructed the view of the writhing opening. 　　"Auntie, you have such an elegant face, but you have so much pubic hair, like fur." Ichihiko whispered some sarcastic remarks in his auntie's ear, and then told her to spread her legs apart: "What are you hesitating for? Even if you act elegant , your deceased husband won't be happy." He cleverly used his auntie's weakness, speaking in a threatening tone while rubbing his hard penis against her buttocks. 　　"Ah... I'll spread my legs for you to see right away, so please don't play with my buttocks..." After Atsuko's anus was rubbed, she quickly and slowly spread her smooth legs apart. Her figure was that of someone with a long torso, but when her legs were spread appropriately, her vulva was particularly prominent, completely exposing the foreground of her garden to the mirror. 　　"I'm really touched that Auntie can automatically open her vulva completely..." Ichihiko bent down, put his aunt's lower abdomen, and compared it with the mirror and the real thing. He criticized her without any politeness: "Oh! No wonder you've been a widow for eight years. The color of your vulva is still very good. However, due to too much abstinence, it's too ." As he spoke, he reached out and stroked the wet vulva, quickly finding the bud the size of a red bean and pinching it with his fingers.

"It's really erect, and the foreskin is easy to pull back." As she spoke, she deftly
pulled back the foreskin with her fingers, revealing a bright agate-colored bud in the mirror: "Hehehe! It looks like a living
ruby , and it's even vibrating at the head, just like a man's penis."
"Ichihiko, stop talking... This is enough to tormenting me now!"
The intense shame had dried up her tears, and Atsuko felt fear towards her own body, as if she was about to be
swallowed by waves of pleasure, but she could only shake her head helplessly. However, she couldn't extinguish the burning
lust , and could only barely keep herself from going crazy with debauchery.
"Don't say things against your conscience. I've already seen through your heart. Actually, you can't wait to insert my
penis . Am I right?" Ichihiko said sarcastically while playing with the engorged
clitoris. "However, I won't let you ejaculate easily because your aunt has to do many
things that are more shameful than death."
Atsuko's slender waist began to tremble slightly, as if she was about to reach orgasm. Ichihiko hurriedly put down the clitoris.
His aunt seemed to be pretending to be calm, but she may have already reached orgasm.
Seeing his aunt turn her face away in a panic, Ichihiko smiled. At this moment, Ichihiko suddenly had a mischievous
thought...
to abuse his aunt (3).
He took a lipstick from the dressing table and drew an oval shape on the mirror. He added vertical lines and small circles to complete
a pattern that looked like a vulva.
"Aunt, look in the mirror. I drew a vulva with lipstick." Ichihiko leaned against his aunt's body and
posed a challenge.
"Now, Auntie is going to wash that vulva picture away with her pee. If you can do that, I'll
let you cum with my favorite dick." Continuing to tease his aunt who was no longer able to answer, Ichihiko then
lifted her up from behind and positioned her in a child's urination position.
"Hehehe, what a sexy position. Your hairy vulva is already open, even your urethra is showing
. Don't be shy, go pee!"
Ichihiko kept saying "pee" in his aunt's ear while shaking her body. When her exposed vulva
overlapped with the oval shape drawn on the mirror, it formed an incredibly lewd puzzle.
"Ah...you're going too far..." Atsuko shook her only free legs, crying
out . If it were the usual Atsuko, she would have refused immediately, but being forced to the brink of orgasm, in
a state of being unable to advance or retreat, the itching sensation in her body was extremely painful.
"Hehehe, let's see how long Auntie can hold out? A baby who can't pee won't get a dick as
a reward ." Ichihiko, who had been egging him on, also became impatient and urged him to pee again.
"Hurry up, if you don't pee by ten, you'll have to be punished with an enema."
Ichihiko seemed very serious as he placed his finger on a leather bag in the corner, which contained, besides cotton rope,
a sharp razor, duct tape to seal the mouth, and half a dozen enema kits.
"I've prepared everything, I'll really give you an enema." Forced to choose between an enema and pee:
"One...two...three...no time to think."
When he counted to "seven," he was interrupted by his aunt's scream: "Wait, you really want an enema...
why are you torturing me like this?" Atsuko shook her head desperately, her face already drained of color. Atsuko cried out to the sky, but
still managed to express her willingness to pee in a barely audible voice.
"What did you say? Say it again."
When Ichihiko asked this, Atsuko clearly stated that she wanted to pee.
"I just want to hear that. Now, pee hard in front of the mirror!"
"Ah...don't say that...I'd rather be dead."
Although she was being forced, urinating on the dressing table left by her deceased husband, a place of sentimental value, was
an act of shame that Atsuko couldn't even imagine.
(Ah...forgive me...I...I'm going to fall into hell.) Atsuko apologized to her husband in her heart,
tightly closed her eyes, and concentrated all her nerves on a single point in her lower abdomen. However, due to the influence of shame,
although felt an urge to urinate, she still couldn't urinate.
"If you keep doing this, your aunt's vulva will catch a cold."
Atsuko heard Kazuhiko's mockery and kept telling herself that she was in the toilet. About
three minutes later, the moment when the urge to urinate overcame the shame finally arrived.
"Ah...pee...Kazuhiko, don't laugh at me..." Atsuko's body trembled, and she turned her pale face
to lean on Kazuhiko's shoulder. At that moment, a stream of light yellow water gushed out from the top of the garden, forming
a parabola and hitting the mirror.
"Oh, the tatami mat is wet from peeing." Ichihiko hadn't expected so much. "That's amazing! I
thought Auntie would pee gracefully, but it looks like a horse peeing like this."
Ichihiko exaggerated his surprise, dodging the urine that bounced off the mirror. But this only
widened the area of the pee, with some even flying over the mirror and splashing onto the white wall.
"Ah... don't shake me."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I almost made Auntie fall." Ichihiko hugged Atsuko's body again, trying to make
the parabola hit the lipstick on the mirror, but the parabola gradually lost its power and couldn't reach the mirror.
"Auntie, are you done peeing? Please share your thoughts!" Atsuko was sobbing and couldn't get any
feedback . At this moment, Ichihiko deliberately shook Atsuko's body, as if trying to shake off the dripping urine from her vulva.
"A woman's body is really inconvenient at this time. The urine drips on the curly hair and even shines beautifully."
Ichihiko laughed loudly with a smug smile, but then immediately turned around and roughly threw his aunt's body onto the quilt
.
"Stop crying. A bitch should act like a bitch. Lie down here and lift your ass up!"
He forbade his aunt to lie on her side on the curled quilt and immediately ordered her to assume a doggy-style position, while simultaneously aiming at her plump
buttocks and slapping them mercilessly.
"Ah... I can't take it..." The continuous slaps made Atsuko sob incessantly, slowly twisting her bound
body to change direction.
"Hehehe! This looks better. The front hole and the back hole are both exposed. You look just like a bitch
in heat ."
Atsuko's rationality had been numbed, and she didn't feel any particular shame in response to Ichihiko's ridicule. In fact, she even
hoped to complete the illicit act as soon as possible.
"Ichihiko, please... hurry up and put your cock in me!" She twisted her
raised , even uttering a vulgar term for a male genital.
"Of course, I'll use this to make Auntie feel incredibly good."
Ichihiko reached for his aunt's tightly clenched legs, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and thrust into her garden,
uniting with her in a beastly position.
"Ah..." A beastly roar escaped his aunt's lips, her face pressed against the blanket showing a pained
expression , but immediately followed by wanton moans, causing the flesh surrounding his penis to contract.
"Ugh... how can your grip be so strong?"
It was like a prostitute sucking a man's blood dry. Ichihiko gritted his teeth, desperately enduring the exquisite sensation of ejaculation that felt like his back was
melting thrusting with all his might, his proud, large penis becoming a weapon of flesh, freely
probing her vaginal opening, constantly rubbing against the mucous membranes and producing lewd sounds.
"Ah...ah...this is what I want...this is the feeling..."
She cried uncontrollably, moved by the powerful thrusts of a man she hadn't experienced in eight years, and couldn't help but
utter words of joy, unconsciously coordinating with the piston-like movements, rhythmically twisting her hips.
"Ah...this is so good...it feels so good...I'm about to cum...Ichihiko, give me the last
blow..." Atsuko indicated that she was about to cum, and her sobs rose.
"Ah...Auntie..." Ichihiko's ejaculation sensation reached its limit, and at the moment his lower body began to tremble, he
sprayed the fountain of life deep into her uterus.
Abusing Aunt (4)
"What? I misunderstood?" Ichihiko was untying his aunt, and when he heard his aunt's words, his hands stopped
moving, and he stared at his aunt's beautiful face.
"I'm not the kind of masochist you think I am. My deceased husband was very normal, or you could say he was a man with low
energy ." Atsuko lowered her satisfied face and let out a soft laugh.
"How could this be... I still don't believe it."
"Me neither." Atsuko secretly glanced at the urine droplets left on the dressing table, her face flushing even more:
"I'm surprised myself that I could do something so daring, and end up making a mess of the dressing table too." Atsuko
's tone didn't resent Kazuhiko, she just lowered her head. That posture didn't resemble a self-disciplined widow, it could be described
as a submissive woman surrendering to a man.
"How could this be? If what Auntie said is true, then I've been completely deceived by Yuka." Kazuhiko, who
was initially half-believing, gradually began to believe what his aunt said, but this made him feel even more embarrassed. He hurriedly
untied his aunt's bonds and felt a sense of regret.
"But what Yuka said isn't entirely false. To alleviate the loneliness, I can't say I haven't
masturbated ." The mother reassured her daughter not to blame her: "And although I feel very sorry for my deceased husband, I
don't regret what happened tonight at all. I'm even grateful to you and our daughter."
"What?"
"I only cared about my own face, locking myself in the identity of a widow... but every day was just a very
lonely life..." As she spoke, feeling completely free from the constraints in her heart, Atsuko placed her hand on her chest and sighed softly
: "Speaking of these past eight years, the title of chaste widow has actually harmed me. I've been deceiving myself all along,
but from now on I will..."
"What will you do from now on?" Kazuhiko gently hugged his aunt from behind: "Well, let me tell you,
I'll sneak here tomorrow night too. Will you chase me away or..." Kazuhiko
gently , then waited for her answer.
"If an old woman like me can do it too, I'll be happy to accompany you."
"Ah! Aunt." The awkward moment was completely over, and Kazuhiko hugged his aunt tightly and began to kiss her passionately.
"You won't regret it, will you? I won't do what Auntie likes, I'll humiliate you even more, I might even make Auntie feel like
she'd rather be dead ."
"Ah... Ichihiko! Whatever, I don't have much time left anyway, treat me like a masochistic
bitch !"
Perhaps inspired by Ichihiko's outburst, Atsuko, after saying this frantically, offered her fragrant lips, which were immediately covered by a greedy
mouth. Atsuko's tongue was sucked until it almost broke, while her full breasts were grabbed and kneaded forcefully,
and a hand reached between her soft legs, mercilessly playing with her fully mature vulva.
"Auntie, what you just said was true, right? You'll do anything I command?"
"Yes... If you want me to die, I'll gladly die for you."
"Hehehe, that's a good idea. Auntie just said she's not a masochist, but actually she's
quite severe." Even Ichihiko himself was surprised. Was the woman in front of him really the elegant
aunt? He really doubted whether his eyes were seeing things.
"Then Auntie will have to experience something more shameful than death, like..." Ichihiko looked at
his aunt, whose eyes had changed, with ecstasy, and blurted out what he was thinking.
"Ah... Ichihiko... I just peed... It's impossible for me to come out right away."
"Whether you can come out or not, we'll have to try and see, Auntie, that's an order."
"Ah... You're so naughty." Atsuko glared at Ichihiko, who was blowing on her neck, and subconsciously revealed a seductive look. She pushed away Ichihiko's caressing hands, and then slowly got up and squatted down: "Ichihiko, if you want to see,
come to the front. Your loyal slave is going to draw a map on the quilt with his pee." Atsuko had an ecstatic
expression, as if something was attached to her body, and slowly widened her legs from her squatting position,
exposing her garden with its thick bushes.
"Hehehe! I wonder what kind of map will appear? Hurry up and pee!" Ichihiko lay on his back on the quilt
and lifted up like a turtle, staring wide-eyed at the lewd appearance of the petals.
"Don't get your face too close, you'll get wet."
"Getting wet will make me even happier, oh right... just pee on my face!" After saying that, Ichihiko changed his body
position and lay on his back: "Come on, Auntie, don't be shy, ride on my face, and I'll give you Auntie's favorite penis as a
prize." The sadistic act of drinking urine also excited Ichihiko, and his penis quickly regained
a hardness even greater than before.
"I really can't do anything with you, kid. Don't blame me if you regret it later." Atsuko spoke in the voice of an older sister.
Kissing, her blushing face turned even redder, she tremblingly straddled Ichihiko's face, covering his mouth with her silver flower: "Is this
okay?"
Ichihiko's mouth and tongue began to wriggle simultaneously, slipping into the fleshy crevices of her petals. Atsuko
seemed twisting her slender waist, but immediately bent down, looking at the erect penis with envious eyes.
Although confused about her first oral sex, she gently kissed the umbrella-like head, then swallowed the large, hot, and still throbbing
penis into her mouth.
Ichihiko, who had been constantly licking her labia with his tongue, now breathed rapidly as his aunt sucked on his penis
. At this moment, she noticed a small, whitish urethral opening near the clitoris, and immediately curled
her tongue tip to rub against it, hoping to quickly induce urination.
"Ah... I can't hold it in anymore, Auntie... pee... pee in my mouth..."
"Ah... Ichihiko... you should ejaculate in my mouth too!" As Ichihiko, lying on his back beneath his aunt, demanded to
pee quickly, Atsuko, riding on top, also demanded to ejaculate quickly. Both of them were breathing rapidly, drawn into a frenzy
by each other .
"Oh dear... Ichihiko... I'm going to pee..." Atsuko cried out first, her slender waist
trembling , urine dripping from her urethra; "Ah... I can't hold it in either..."
As the warm urine entered Ichihiko's mouth, he also began to ejaculate in his aunt's mouth.
Abusing Aunt (5)
"I really don't understand why Yuka would tell such a lie?" In a deep sense of satisfaction, Kazuhiko lay
on the quilt, as if talking to his aunt sitting next to him: "She said that my aunt is a masochist who is addicted to masturbation,
as if she really saw it, and she incited me. I was so stupid that I was fooled by her... But I really don't know what Yuka
means? What good would it do for Yuka if I had an intimate relationship with my aunt?"
"Maybe I am a substitute for my daughter!" Atsuko said with a cheerful expression, as if she hadn't been so
crazy just now. "I think it must be her double." Atsuko nodded to her judgment, leaning forward slightly, her body slightly naked, and
said, "My daughter seems to have fallen in love with you, and quite passionately at that. You may not believe it, but
it's common at my daughter's age. Although you're like siblings, you're still cousins after all." Atsuko seemed to regret not discovering it sooner, her brow furrowing. Then , she said to Ichihiko, who
still looked puzzled , "She didn't have the courage or the opportunity to express her love. For years, she acted like a real sibling. She probably discovered your fetish long ago, so she arranged for me to be her double to probe your feelings. I'm her double, using a story that sounds plausible to stir you up. I think that must be it." Atsuko sighed after speaking, waiting for Ichihiko 's reaction. 　　"It's... a substitute." The afterglow of pleasure in Kazuhiko had faded. He got up and sat cross-legged on the bed. ( Yuka will fall in love with me...) This made him think of many possible scenarios: "I was too careless. She was right beside me." 　　"I was too careless as a mother. I should have thought of this before things turned out like this with you." 　　"So, does Auntie regret it? For turning out like this with me?" 　　"How could I regret it... Even if it turned into a situation where I was fighting with my daughter for you, I wouldn't back down. Once a middle-aged woman is determined, she won't easily back down." Atsuko told Kazuhiko to be careful, using her alluring glances to hide her jealousy of her daughter. That expression made her completely abandon eight years of loneliness. 　　"Based on my deduction, she wants you to abuse her." 　　"What? That's impossible..." 　　"You mean, she doesn't have masochistic tendencies?" Atsuko's posture became increasingly seductive: "You shouldn't judge a woman by her appearance. If she has masochistic tendencies, she might even be more masochistic than I am, her mother . Otherwise, she wouldn't be bothering you with this sadistic plan." Atsuko wrapped her arm around Kazuhiko's and continued, "A woman can completely change herself for the man she loves. I'm the best example!" 　　Atsuko gently rubbed her burning cheek against Kazuhiko's shoulder and sighed deeply: "Yuka is a masochist ." 　　Kazuhiko's expression was a mix of confusion and joy. He thought of Yuka's young body, her outstanding figure even in a loose dress. He wondered how Yuka would react if he stripped her naked and tied her up with ropes. What would his mother's reaction be? The ultimate ideal of a sadist is to kill two birds with one stone—mother and daughter. Perhaps this dream could come true. Kazuhiko was secretly pleased but still somewhat puzzled by the outcome. 　　"Auntie, can I call Yuka over? There are many questions I want to ask her." 　　"Whatever you want. She'll find out sooner or later anyway. It's better to let your daughter see the truth." Atsuko nodded calmly, lifting her head from Kazuhiko's room, but seemingly reluctant to let go of his arm : "Where is my daughter?" 　　"She should be waiting for me in the main room..." 　　"But I feel, perhaps she's already..." 　　"Impossible, no matter what..." Kazuhiko suddenly looked towards the paper door, which had a crack large enough for a person to pass through, allowing light from the bedroom to spill into the living room. Kazuhiko immediately went over and forcefully pulled open the paper door. 　　********************************************************************** Sorry for the long delay. I should really commit suicide! I'm truly ashamed! 　　But since it's summer vacation and I have plenty of time, I'll definitely finish this quickly. I hope you'll all give me your feedback. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Abusing Aunt (6) 　　"Yuka?" Kazuhiko's eyes widened in surprise, and then he was speechless. Yuka lowered her head slightly and stood there motionless. 　　"When have you been here?" Kazuhiko asked in a sharp tone, while turning to look at his aunt behind him: "Auntie already knows that Yuka is peeping..." 　　Atsuko nodded and resumed her original sitting posture: "But it was not long ago. No matter what, if I found out at that time, I would not be able to remain calm." Atsuko answered with a solemn expression and beckoned her daughter, who was standing there in a dark green nightgown, to come in. Kazuhiko first pretended to step aside, then quickly walked to Yuka's side, hugged her slender waist and pulled her into the bedroom.

"Don't stand there, sit down. I'm not blaming you," Atsuko said to her daughter with her usual gentle
expression and plopped down on the quilt.
"Yuka, when did you start standing there so confidently? I didn't notice at all... You must be
looking down me, right?" Atsuko pulled up Yuka's hand, who was hurriedly shaking her head, and her expression became complicated. "You
know everything, and it feels good to you, but I really won't allow you to do the same thing again."
"Yes, Mom..."
Atsuko hugged her tearful, apologetic daughter tightly, forgetting that she was naked, and lifted her beautiful bottom to
gently rub her face against her daughter's. "Wasn't Mom's judgment correct?"
"Mom, I..." Yuka began to sob, opened her mouth to speak but then closed it again. Then, as if she had made up her
mind , she raised her head and said in a voice that even Kazuhiko could hear clearly, "I like Kazuhiko-nii... but I'm
shy... I can't say it..."
"You're so silly. If you like someone, you should tell Mom..." Atsuko gently stroked her sobbing
daughter 's back, and then glared at Kazuhiko standing next to her with a seductive look in her eyes. "But, you've fallen for a sadist.
It will be very painful for you in the future."
"That's alright. I'd do anything for my beloved brother."
"Ah... Yuka..." Atsuko felt a complex mix of emotions at her daughter's words,
a sharp pain shooting through her heart. "But you must understand, Mom needs Kazuhiko just as much as you do. This is all your fault...
Mom won't let you have him all to yourself." Atsuko could only express her unwavering
stance to her daughter at this moment, hoping that Kazuhiko would remain her lover even though time was short.
"Don't worry, Mom. My brother truly loves you... I'm just an accessory.
" After crying her way through her inner turmoil, she returned to her usual playful self.
"Yuka, you weren't lying to me, were you?" Kazuhiko pulled the mother and daughter apart, stepping between them
and pointing his still-large penis
, now shrunken, at Yuka's face. "I wasn't lying, brother, you have to believe me." Yuka blushed at
the sight of his enormous penis. "Because you have a history of lying." Kazuhiko held his prized penis in his hand,
rubbing its head against Yuka's nose. Kazuhiko then demanded that she take off her pajamas: "Don't be so slow, hurry up and take off all your clothes
to apologize for lying!"
Yuka slowly stood up, her beautiful eyes fixed on her toes as she nervously unbuttoned her pajamas,
as if she had been prepared. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Ah... I'm so embarrassed..." Yuka
seemed very embarrassed about exposing her breasts, her hands clasped in front of her chest, thus ignoring the inverted triangle of pubic hair and her
garden. She could only squeeze her long legs together and twist nervously.
"Yuka, your hands are in the way. With such big breasts, what are you afraid of?"
Yuka shrugged and slowly lowered her hands from her chest, revealing her
large breasts, which even a C-cup couldn't fully contain, completely exposed to the air.
"Hehehe... You look like a cow." Kazuhiko said with a lewd smile. At seventeen, Yuka had just
reached the threshold of adulthood. Her naked body wasn't enough to make her seem like a fully blossoming flower, but
the luster of her skin compensated for any stiffness, and her slender body was adorned with almost disproportionately large breasts.
"Auntie, would you please stand next to Yuka? We can compare our figures." Kazuhiko
was quite pleased with his idea: "Yuka's big breasts are definitely inherited from Auntie." The auntie, who stood
quietly , also had a beautifully shaped breast. However, age cannot be faked.
Compared to her daughter, they were a little loose, but they had a more wonderful sexiness.
"If I were to say that Auntie's breasts win, Yuka's big breasts are also very good. We
're evenly matched in terms of breasts!"
(7)
"After comparing the breasts, the next step is of course to compare the vulvas." Kazuhiko wanted the mother to look at the daughter's vulva, and the daughter to look at
the mother's vulva. Then they would comment on each other.
"You really can keep coming up with things that make things difficult for us." Atsuko, who was no longer
surprised , still had a shy expression on her face and said this in a resentful tone. "Mom, I don't care. Don't rebel against my brother for my sake." Yuka looked embarrassed but said in a firm tone
next to her mother .
Atsuko was surprised by her daughter
's appearance, and felt afraid of her own ugliness in comparison. "If I were your age... ah, it's no use talking about it." Atsuko
blinked timidly and shook her head slightly.
"However, I won't lose to you. I'll do anything for Kazuhiko." Atsuko seemed to want to
dispel her confusion with these words, and raised her head to face her daughter. Although she still didn't dare to look directly at her daughter's face, she
placed her hands on her lower abdomen and spread her legs as wide as possible: "Yuka, look, this is
the vulva that gave birth to you... your mother." She thrust her lower body forward, spreading the petals surrounded by curly hair to the left and right.
"Ah, Mom... I won't lose either, look at my still virgin vulva!" Yuka also looked at her mother
's body, spreading her long, antelope-like legs to the left and right. Her mons pubis was very similar to her mother's, a patch
of shiny grass, and pink petals showing that it was untouched virgin land. Yuka
was determined not to lose to her mother. Although she bit her lip until it almost bled, she still thrust her lower body
forward forcefully, arching her entire body backward. At the same time, she placed her hands on her mons pubis, which formed a Y-shape, and
opened her closed petals. "Mom, is my vulva pretty?" Yuka's voice was a little hoarse, and she felt
an itch deep in her lower abdomen, burning like fire.
"It is very pretty. Compared to you, I really envy your youth." Both in color and shape, it was
obviously uglier. After saying this hysterically, Atsuko grabbed her extremely mature and voluptuous
flesh with her hands as if in a fit of rage.
"Oh, are you going to perform masturbation in front of your own daughter?" Kazuhiko immediately came up behind Yuka and pressed himself tightly against her
, as if deliberately doing it for his aunt's benefit. "Yuka, you should learn more from your mother. Now, mother and daughter are going to have a competition
to see who can ejaculate first." Kazuhiko stroked his breasts upwards with his hand, closing one eye to signal to his aunt, whose jealousy had been ignited
. "Did you hear that, Auntie? The loser has to drink my urine." Kazuhiko said in a very natural
tone .
"Yuka, why are you trembling? So you need to pee too." As Kazuhiko said this, he noticed
Yuka's shy expression as she shook her head. Yuka felt strange; why did she feel the urge to urinate at this particular moment?
The image of her mother being forced to urinate on the dressing table flashed through her mind. If this continued, she would definitely soil the blankets at her feet.
The thought of urinating standing up made her face flush red to her ears.
"You don't have time now. Aren't you afraid of falling behind your mother?" Kazuhiko said to Yuka,
while using his hand to turn her face back to face her mother: "Look at your mother, she's really something, she's actually
masturbating."
"Ah... Mom... that looks so lewd." Yuka wanted to turn her face away again, but her
gaze was fixed on the area with thick, curly hair, unable to move. Her mother's white, fish-like fingers parted the bright red petals,
displaying skillful finger techniques. The area was already wet with nectar, and the friction between her fingers and petals produced a lewd,
wet sound.
"Yuka, you actually want to pee, right? How about you imitate your mother and pee openly? And
you have to play with your vulva with both hands at the same time." Ichihiko repeatedly said in Yuuka's ear like a mantra
, "You can do it," and Yuuka's sense of shame gradually numbed.
"Ah, but I'll get the blankets dirty, and Mom will scold me."
"Hehehe, just admit defeat and drink my pee!"
"No, I want to do it too, please spare me!" Yuuka hurriedly shook her head, her red face showing her nervousness. She
pulled her petals open with both hands and cautiously inserted her fingers. To her surprise, it was warm and wet inside, as if
waiting for the intrusion of her fingers. The flesh inside began to wriggle.
(Ah, how could this be? The arousal is many times stronger than usual.) Yuuka tilted her head back and made
a "woo-woo" sound from her throat. She had already begun to play with her clitoris. Because she was a virgin, Yuuka's masturbation was
always centered on her clitoris.
"Ah... Mom, is it really okay? I'm going to soil the blankets..." Yuka's vision was blurry;
her mother's naked body seemed to be in a fog, but she could hear intermittent moans. Her previous
impression was now completely gone.
"Yuka... it's alright... just pee!" Her mother's reply to her daughter was also intermittent.
"Ah... it's coming out... brother... don't laugh at me." Yuka's body began to spasm, almost
rolling her eyes back in ecstasy as she reached orgasm. In her increasingly blurred consciousness, warm urine
flowed down her thighs, and Yuka felt as if she had returned to infancy. (The End of the Abuse of Aunt)
"Yuka, wake up, you're such a useless thing." Yuka felt someone calling her name from afar
, and at the same time, she felt sparks igniting in her mind. Yuka opened her eyes, feeling a burning heat on her cheeks, and
stared blankly around.
"What happened to me?" she asked, looking at the naked Ichihiko standing before her in a silly tone.
"Don't you remember anything? Look down there, it's like a horse's tail."
Hearing that she had fainted and rolled her eyes back, Yuka had no memory of anything, then finally recalled the situation.
"I beat Mom, didn't I? I came first, didn't I?" Sitting sideways on the quilt, Yuka,
still ashamed, hadn't forgotten the masturbation contest. Her dazed eyes slowly regained their light. Her mother, sitting beside her
, was also still lingering in the afterglow of her orgasm, a sexy expression on her face.
"What a pity, you tried so hard to catch up, but you were still one step behind Mom. Your mother is the winner."
"How could this be..." Yuka's hopes were dashed, a look of disappointment on her face.
"You haven't forgotten what I said, have you?" After saying this, Kazuhiko grabbed Yuka, who was trying to back away
, and forced her to bring her face towards him, making her take his semi-erect penis into her mouth.
"Ah...can I drink it?" Yuka looked like she was about to cry, her eyes wide as she stared at
the penis . She nervously grasped it with both hands, but being completely inexperienced, Yuka couldn't easily
take it in. Ichihiko clicked his tongue in displeasure and turned to his aunt.
"Auntie can definitely drink it, right? Show your daughter." As if deliberately saying
this , Ichihiko aimed at his aunt's red lips, which showed an intoxicated expression, and thrust his lower body forward. Her wet red lips seemed to be
waiting for this moment, and she immediately swallowed Ichihiko's penis.
"Ah...wait a minute." Yuka felt ostracized. The
thing that she had just thought was terrifying had suddenly become an incredibly precious treasure. At the same time, she was angry at Ichihiko's immediate attitude towards his mother.
"Please, let me drink it. I won't refuse again." Yuka hugged Ichihiko's buttocks, trying
to snatch that precious thing back from her mother's mouth.
"Ouch...it touched my teeth." He pressed the penis, which had slightly left teeth marks, against Yuka's nose.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that." Atsuko said hastily when she saw her daughter's flustered look. "Please
don't be angry, Kazuhiko, it's my fault."
Kazuhiko was deliberately being cold to Yuka so that she would willingly drink his urine. If he was jealous, it would be the most wonderful thing if his young
daughter and aunt both asked to drink urine.
"Kazuhiko, please let me drink your urine. I will drink every last drop for you." Atsuko hugged her
daughter , her voice trembling slightly from the intense sensuality, and tilted her beautiful oval face up.
"Ah... Brother... I don't care... Give it to me..." Yuka also hurriedly raised
her head like her mother.
"What a loving mother and daughter. I grant your request." Kazuhiko first held his 90% hard penis
to his aunt's face. "Here it comes." He suddenly relaxed his muscles...
"Ah... Mmm... Delicious..." The aunt's snow-white throat made gurgling sounds, and
the urine she couldn't swallow flowed down her neck. She closed her eyes and showed an intoxicated expression,
as if something was pressing against her, incomparably alluring.
"Yuka, it's your turn." The spray of urine was directed at Yuka, who frowned and drank desperately, her
beautiful face splattered with urine, but she didn't turn her face away.
"Yuka and Auntie have worked so hard, but it's unbearable to have urine everywhere."
There wasn't a dry spot on the quilt or tatami mat, and the smell of urine was overwhelming.
The mother and daughter, both naked and white, were still tightly embracing on the soaking wet quilt.
"How long are you going to lie like this? Since you're a bitch, you should crawl here like a bitch and..."
"Let me see." Ichihiko picked up the cotton rope that had fallen to the ground, tied the two ends into loops, and put one end around Yuuki's neck
and the other around his aunt's neck.
"Hehehe, Jiro will definitely like this." Ichihiko looked down at the mother and daughter,
their bodies pressed together with uneasy expressions, and a lewd smile appeared on his face.
"Do you want us to go into the yard like this?" Atsuko felt an indescribable fear, and her snow-white naked body trembled
involuntarily .
"Mom... I'm scared, what will become of us if we continue like this?" The mother's fear also spread to
her daughter , and goosebumps rose on her snow-white body, causing her to tremble incessantly, and she subconsciously twisted her plump buttocks.
"If you don't want to go out into the yard, you can stay here soaking wet until morning." Going into the yard would allow them to wash
their bodies , but conversely, they didn't know what Ichihiko would ask for. Atsuko could see the goosebumps on her daughter's body,
so she couldn't make a decision.
"Mom, I'm fine. I'm not afraid even if I get soaked in the yard." Yuka tried to
sound . If it was an unavoidable fate, she might as well throw herself into the vortex of disaster as soon as possible. "Can you
go to the yard with Mom?"
"Yes, no problem."
Yuka smiled at Kazuhiko, who was standing there, and wiggled her hips. Strangely, she felt calm and
her urge to urinate disappeared.
"Since that's the decision, let's get started. Let's go to the yard right away." Kazuhiko stood happily in
front of the mother and daughter and clapped his hands.
"Now, let's practice walking together." Kazuhiko had a smug smile on his face.
"Yuka... even if it's miserable, you can endure it, right?" Atsuko said and took the lead
, wobbling forward. Her front and back feet couldn't coordinate, and she looked like she was about to fall.
"Mom, wait for me." Because the two of them were connected by a cotton rope around their necks, Yuka immediately started to
chase after her. But being young, she learned to walk quickly and soon caught up with her mother from the bedroom to the corridor.
"Ah, I almost forgot." Ichihiko hurriedly returned to the bedroom to retrieve his purse, which contained many props. When
he caught up with the mother and daughter, they were standing by the corridor, seemingly too afraid to jump. Ichihiko unceremoniously kicked their soft
buttocks, and both mother and daughter fell headfirst.
"Ah... Yuka, are you sure you don't want to fall?" "I'm fine... Mom's face is completely black." When they landed
on the ground , their faces were covered in mud. The two women exchanged a pitiful glance, showing compassion for each other.
Strangely, they didn't feel any resentment towards Ichihiko. The two women eagerly wiggled their buttocks, mimicking
the behavior of loyal bitches.
"Hehehe, you two are quite good at being bitches. Crawl towards the yard like this."
The moon was already slightly tilted to the west. The wind wasn't strong in the small yard, but it was still a bit chilly.
The mother and daughter, crawling on the ground, felt a little cold. As they crawled forward, a dark shadow suddenly pounced on the naked
mother and daughter.
"Oh dear..." "It's Jiro." Seeing her beloved dog run over, she forgot the cold and hugged Jiro
's neck, but immediately let go and resumed her doggy-like position. "Jiro, I'm sorry, I can't
play with you today." Yuka turned her head away, seemingly embarrassed.
"Yuka, that's not right. Since you're a female dog, you should
greet ." Atsuko's face also flushed, and then she demonstrated by kissing Jiro's nose.
"Mom is so bold." Yuka expressed surprise, but then immediately perked up and puffed out her cheeks to kiss Jiro.
"Hehehe, what a shameless female dog, trying to fight over Jiro with her daughter?" Kazuhiko laughed heartily,
then connected the sprinkler hose to the tap. "You're not abandoning me to take Jiro instead, are you?"
Kazuhiko said mockingly, while telling the mother and daughter to leave Jiro, and using their indifference as an excuse, he made them
stand like female dogs.
"Ichihiko, this is too much!" "What can I do? It's my brother's order." Yuka,
trying to get ahead of her mother, changed from a four-legged position to a sitting position. Though her face flushed with embarrassment,
she still placed her hands on her chest, adopting a doggy-style stance. Atsuko immediately followed suit,
exuding a sensuality her daughter lacked.
"Haha, Jiro's eyes are wide with surprise too. Now, let's get you soaked." Ichihiko picked up the hose,
turned on the tap, and poured water over the mother and daughter's heads. Soon, both were drenched, their bodies
glistening in the moonlight.
"Ah... Ichihiko, we're completely clean." Atsuko, unable to bear the cold,
pleaded , while Yuka also begged to stop the water. "Your genitals aren't clean yet." Ichihiko
sneered, turning his spray towards their inner thighs.
"Our knees are in the way." Both mother and daughter trembled, but still had to spread their thighs apart,
exposing their most sensitive areas. They gritted their teeth, enduring the powerful spray. But even
this patience had its limits. First, Yuka lost her balance, and then Atsuko also fell
to the ground with a thud.
"Hmph, can't the two of you take it anymore?" Kazuhiko looked dissatisfied, went over to get his purse,
and picked a branch from the tree. "Get up quickly and crawl over here." The mother and daughter encouraged each other, resuming their lewd
bitch pose. Jiro seemed worried as he followed behind them, beginning their strange movement.
"Jiro, you're happy to have two more companions, aren't you?" Kazuhiko stroked Jiro's head, and seeing the mother and daughter looking cold
, he raised the branch in his hand and said, "If you're cold, you need to find a way to warm yourselves up.
Let's have a race, you two bitches."
The mother and daughter exchanged a sorrowful glance, raised their snow-white buttocks high even in the night, and assumed a
racing stance.
"Ready... Go!" Atsuko began to crawl forward, with Yuka following behind. The two of them
ran around the cherry blossom tree, the faster they ran, the more lewdly their buttocks swayed. This was the only way to avoid the cold.
"You stupid bitch, run faster." Ichihiko chased after the two, hitting
their . The cherry blossoms scattered immediately, and when only the branch remained, he replaced it with a new one.
"This is how you get a good beating, run harder!" The mother and daughter made
mournful , and bright red marks appeared on their sexy buttocks, showing how cruel it was to hit their buttocks with a branch.
Ichihiko was even more intoxicated by the sight of the cherry blossoms scattering.
With the sound of slaps on buttocks, cherry blossom petals scattered like snowflakes, landing on the naked bodies of the mother and daughter
. Both writhed in pain, but stubbornly maintained their tortured positions.
"Hmph, I'll be exhausted first." Ichihiko, covered in sweat and breathing rapidly, dropped the branch he was holding and
kicked the two women's buttocks. "Hurry up and run! Whoever loses has to have sex with Jiro." Hearing about
bestiality, the two women rushed forward, with Ichihiko following behind, continuing to kick them.
The mother and daughter ran frantically for the cherry blossoms, but Atsuko, being older, couldn't help but collapse
to the ground first. "Mom, don't do this, it's too much!" "Don't speak, just wait and see.
Otherwise, you can take Mom's place." Yuka lowered her head, tears welling in her eyes. "Jiro, be good, Auntie, let's
begin." Ichihiko urged his aunt, whose face was pale with fear at the prospect of bestiality. "Alright, anyway,
I'm your slave, even Jiro's bride, and I'll show you." Atsuko, emboldened by these words,
turned and hugged Jiro's neck. "Jiro, you're a good girl. I'll find you a beautiful
female dog . Just bear with me for now." She spoke gently,
rubbing her cheek against Jiro's face, slowly arousing herself. Her right hand moved slowly downwards, cautiously touching Jiro's penis.
(This is a dog's...) The first time she touched it, it was small, hidden in the fur, just a
tiny tube-shaped thing. (Okay, I'll make it bigger with my hand!) Atsuko stroked it patiently, and soon
signs of change appeared.
(Finally, it's arousing! It's even making humming sounds from its nose, like it's enjoying it!) Kazuhiko, leaning against a tree
, was also seeing this for the first time and his eyes widened in excitement. "Ah, Jiro's a beast, he's pretty impressive too,
Yuka , you should see him too." Under the cherry blossom tree, Jiro, embraced by Atsuko's snow-white naked body, began
to shake his buttocks incessantly. A cone-shaped head appeared where Atsuko's snow-white fingers were massaging.
Yuka, tightly embraced from behind by Kazuhiko, slowly raised her tear-filled eyes and saw her mother's snow-white body
entangled with the black-haired Jiro. Yuka nervously turned her face away, but the ugly
thing protruding from Jiro's lower abdomen was deeply imprinted in her eyes. "You only came to seduce me because you wanted to do that kind of thing." Kazuhiko hugged
Yuka mocked, breathing hot air onto her neck.
"Yuka, you know what this is, right? It can turn you into a woman right now." Kazuhiko
said, twisting his buttocks and rubbing his fully erect penis against Yuka's buttocks. "Uta bullied me,
loving me in a place like this." "Don't get too cocky, it's already good enough in the yard." Kazuhiko released
Yuka , took out a cotton rope from his backpack, and ordered Yuka to put her hands behind her back.
Ichihiko tied Yuka's hands together, then bound her breasts above and below, making her full breasts
stand out even more. "Yuka, you've wanted me tied up like this for a long time, haven't you?" he said, kneading her firm, bouncy
breasts in his hands, the texture of his palms feeling wonderful.
"Yuka, if you want me to love you, crawl down like a dog and show me." "Yes, brother." With her
hands tied behind her back, Yuka could only slowly twist her upper body, pressing her face against the ground and raising her buttocks high, hoping to achieve intercourse as
soon , subconsciously twisting her swollen buttocks.
Ichihiko saw Jiro constantly twisting his buttocks and told his aunt to stop kneading. "Auntie, are you okay? You have to
crawl here like Yuka." Atsuko left Jiro, slowly crawling over in a four-cornered position,
knowing that what was about to happen was about to happen, yet she felt a sense of peace.
Mother and daughter, each with their own thoughts, offered their beautiful bodies, waiting for the moment of humiliation, a sight that even
the beastly Jiro found intriguing, a lewd yet serious posture. "Jiro, you're a man too, so you'd better do
it properly for me." Ichihiko looked down at the trembling buttocks, wrapped his arms around the slender waist, aligned his erect
glans with the petals, and thrust forward a little. "Ouch, don't be too rough!" Yuka's slender waist twitched, and she
let out a loud cry. "That instruction just now was just that." Ichihiko first withdrew, then, towards the
unopened flesh, he continuously increased his strength as he thrust forward, accompanied by Yuka's rapid breathing and constant moans,
until finally, he was fully inside.
Beside Yuka, although no one had taught him, Jiro placed his front paws on the back of the female dog Atsuko and kept
rocking his lower body back and forth. The masochistic pleasure brought by the beast replaced the fear at some point, and Atsuko raised her buttocks
high , her right hand reaching behind to touch Jiro's penis.
"Jiro, now you have to insert it smoothly." Atsuko, in the excitement of being masochized, guided it into her
petals. "Ah, my stomach is going to split open." Atsuko let out a sexy sob, while beside her, Yuka
cried out loudly like a little girl in pain from losing her virginity.
Kazuhiko and Jiro, one human and one beast, began to shake their lower bodies in a competition-like manner,
thrusting mercilessly into the mother and daughter's flesh. Atsuko could no longer help but groan loudly, and Yuka gradually tasted the pleasure of intercourse, her crying
gradually turning into sexy sounds.
The mother and daughter's snow-white bodies were covered in sweat, and the alluring moans and the slapping sounds of flesh colliding intertwined into a
lewd symphony. Yuka, who was experiencing sex for the first time, was quickly sent to the peak of pleasure by wave after wave. Kazuhiko
felt Yuka's flesh suddenly tighten and tighten, and the tingling pleasure seemed to have reached its limit.
After thrusting desperately a dozen times, he ejaculated all his semen deep into Yuka's body. On the other side, Jiro also began to ejaculate, seemingly
hanging his tail comfortably.

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