The Romantic Adventures of Huanzhu (21 episodes)

Chapters 100-105 Sharing a Bed with Consort Ling and Her Daughter

"Auntie, I want you now!" Ertai responded passionately, thrusting forward at the same time. But before his member could enter, the maids' voices came from the outer room, "Ninth Princess, why are you here? Her Majesty is unwell and has ordered that she will not see anyone—please don't make things difficult for us."

"Get out of the way! I am my mother's daughter. My mother is ill, and as her daughter, it is my duty to visit her. Otherwise, I would be unfilial," the Ninth Princess said in a coquettish voice, arguing her reasoning.

"Ninth Princess, you can't go in—" the maids hurriedly tried to stop her, but it was too late. The Ninth Princess had already pushed open the door to the outer room and was walking briskly down the corridor connecting the outer and inner rooms.

"The Ninth Princess is here?" Ertai and Consort Ling, immersed in their carnal passion, were both startled.

"Ertai, hide quickly! If Ninth Princess sees you, it will be disastrous!" Consort Ling was the first to react. She pushed Ertai away, grabbed a bodice and underpants from the bedside, and hastily put them on before hiding her beautiful body under the covers, wrapping herself tightly.

Consort Ling had just experienced this scene once before, except that night she was the 'caught in the act,' while tonight she was the 'adulterer,' and her daughter was the 'caught in the act.' Fate was truly cruel.

"Ertai, why aren't you hiding? You—" Seeing Ertai unmoved, Consort Ling asked anxiously, her face flushed. Suddenly, she recalled that night. Ertai and Consort Zhen were in the heat of their passion when they discovered her. Fearing she would reveal their secret, Ertai had dragged her into it as well. Could Ertai be planning something with her daughter now...?

No, absolutely not! Her daughter was still young; she couldn't let it happen!

"Ertai, please, hide quickly! Ninth Princess is still so young, you can't—" As the Ninth Princess's footsteps drew closer outside the door, Consort Ling's heart pounded harder and harder. Terrified, her face was deathly pale, and her hands, gripping the sheets, trembled uncontrollably.

Although Consort Ling hadn't finished speaking, the astute Ertai understood her meaning. He couldn't help but berate himself for being such a fool. Ninth Princess was only thirteen, and his cousin at that! How could he possibly want to take advantage of her like this!

But Ertai remembered that three years ago, on his birthday, Consort Ling had half-jokingly, half-seriously told him that when Ninth Princess grew older, she would ask the Emperor to betroth her to him. Since his aunt had said that, Ninth Princess would be his woman sooner or later; there was no need to rush.

With this thought, Ertai felt relieved. He took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth, suppressed the urge to act, and pulled back Consort Ling's covers, slipping inside.

Seeing Ertai slip into her bed, Consort Ling was immediately startled, her eyes widening as she asked in a trembling voice, "Ertai—what are you doing? How did you get in?"

"Auntie, it's too late. I can only hide under your blankets first. You need to find a way to coax Ninth Princess back," Ertai whispered in her ear. "

But—"

Consort Ling wanted to say something more, but before she could finish, Ninth Princess had already pushed open the door and rushed in. Consort Ling could only suppress her unease, turning to the side and forcing herself to remain calm as she looked at her daughter.

"Mother, are you sick? Is it serious?" Ninth Princess pushed open the door and hurried towards Consort Ling's bedside, bringing with her a fragrant breeze.

"Mother is fine. Miao'er (Ninth Princess's given name), why are you here?" Consort Ling asked in a trembling voice.

"I just couldn't sleep last night and missed my mother, so I came over—oh, Mother, why are you trembling so badly, and your face is so red? Are you really sick?" Seeing Consort Ling's delicate body trembling and her face flushed, as if she had a high fever, Ninth Princess immediately asked with concern.

"Good girl, I'm really fine." Consort Ling had no words to say, but tried her best to make her voice sound calm.

"Oh." Ninth Princess responded, then said with concern, "Mother, if you're really feeling unwell, please don't push yourself. You must call the imperial physician."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Consort Ling forced a smile.

At this moment, several maids entered the room, knelt down with a thud, and frantically kowtowed, begging for mercy, "Your Highness, we deserve to die!"

"This is none of your business. You may all leave." Consort Ling waved her hand, dismissing the maids.

"Yes, Your Highness." The maids were extremely worried. Hearing Consort Ling dismiss them, they couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief and quickly left the room, closing the door behind them.

Seeing the maids leave, Consort Ling turned her gaze to Ninth Princess and said with a smile, "Miao'er, it's late, and your mother is tired. You should go back now."

"No, Mother, I won't leave! I want to sleep with you!" Ninth Princess pouted her red lips, shaking Consort Ling's delicate body, and said in a coquettish voice.

"What? You, you want to sleep with me?" Hearing Ninth Princess's words, Consort Ling and Ertai both felt a jolt of fear. Good heavens, this was going to be a disaster!

"Yes, what's wrong, Mother? Miao'er often sleeps with you, doesn't she? Miao'er loves listening to Mother tell stories, hee hee." Ninth Princess said innocently.

This was a real predicament for Consort Ling. She was hiding her nephew Ertai under the covers! What would happen if her daughter found out?

But... She didn't know how to get Ninth Princess back to her room. If she got angry and scolded her, Consort Ling couldn't bear to, after all, she was in the wrong first, and besides, she usually doted on her daughter. If she got angry with Ninth Princess now, the princess wouldn't be able to accept it and would inevitably cry and throw a tantrum. And

if she tried to reason with her gently? That would probably be ineffective. In the past, Ninth Princess had often clung to her, begging and pleading until she agreed to sleep with her.

At this moment, Consort Ling was truly in a difficult position!

Meanwhile, Ertai, hiding behind Consort Ling, was also having a hard time. Afraid that the Ninth Princess would notice something amiss, he turned to the side as Consort Ling turned to the side, their bodies pressed tightly together. Ertai's hard penis pressed against Consort Ling's soft, fragrant buttocks, and Consort Ling's trembling, silk-stockinged legs rubbed against Ertai's body from time to time. Waves of tingling sensations kept spreading from her soft, smooth, silk-stockinged legs to all parts of Ertai's body. Coupled with the erotic fragrance wafting from Consort Ling's body in front of his face, Ertai was almost going crazy!

The Ninth Princess was unaware of all this. She was determined to spend the night with her mother. Afraid that her mother would disagree, she had already made it a fait accompli and, ignoring her mother's objections, quickly took off her clothes.

Hidden under the covers, Ertai heard the rustling sounds of clothes being undressed coming from beside the bed. He knew it was Ninth Princess. For some reason, he felt restless and uneasy. Unable to resist, he secretly pulled back the sheet a little and peeked through the narrow gap at Ninth Princess standing by the bed.

What he saw almost made Ertai's nose bleed!

Ninth Princess first took off her embroidered shoes and white socks, then lightly floated onto the bed. Her fair feet were crystal clear, like precious crystal works of art. Her ten slender white toes were painted with light purple nail polish, which, combined with Ninth Princess's delicate and beautiful appearance, added a touch of wild charm.

After getting into bed, Ninth Princess gently unbuttoned her blouse, but Consort Ling immediately said anxiously, "Miao'er, if you insist on sleeping here, that's fine, but go and turn off the light first."

"Hehe, Mother, why are you shy? We're mother and daughter." Ninth Princess ignored Consort Ling's prompting and continued unbuttoning her blouse.

Consort Ling was both anxious and embarrassed, but couldn't say anything. She could only sigh inwardly, "We're mother and daughter, so it's fine for you to take off your clothes in front of me, but how could you know that your cousin is hiding behind your mother?"

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. The Ninth Princess's small hands had already swiftly unbuttoned her top, then her skirt, leaving her beautiful body clad only in a pale red undergarment and matching panties.

This delighted Ertai. The Ninth Princess's graceful body was exposed before him. Even through the undergarment, he could see her developing breasts, full and firm, likely to one day resemble her mother, Consort Ling, with their large and alluring curves.

Her red panties were small and tight-fitting silk, clearly outlining her rounded vulva, vaguely revealing her tender slit. Her long, slender legs were slightly curled as she half-squatted, her delicate little feet white with a rosy tinge.

Faced with the Ninth Princess's alluring body, an endless lust rose within Ertai. He dared not touch her body, but instead turned his attention to her mother—Consort Ling.

At this moment, Consort Ling was facing away from Ertai, her attention focused entirely on Ninth Princess. Taking advantage of her inattention, Ertai quietly pressed his body close to hers, reaching his hand from behind towards Consort Ling's panties.

The instant Ertai's hand touched the soft, slippery flesh, Consort Ling jolted awake, her eyes widening as she nearly cried out. Even so, startled by Ertai's sudden action, her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

Ninth Princess, her eyes fixed on her mother, naturally noticed Consort Ling's trembling and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Mother, what's wrong? Are you cold?"

"Ah...yes...Mother is a little cold...um..." Consort Ling said tremulously.

"Oh, then Mother will share a blanket with you, and I'll hold you while we sleep, so you won't be cold," Ninth Princess said with a smile. Without waiting for Consort Ling's consent, she lifted her leg to move towards Ertai. Usually, when sleeping with Consort Ling, Ninth Princess would sleep on the inside.

"Don't come any closer—don't—" Seeing her daughter's actions, Consort Ling hurriedly stopped her.

"Wh-what's wrong?" Seeing her mother acting strangely, Ninth Princess asked curiously and stopped what she was doing.

Seeing her daughter stop, Consort Ling breathed a sigh of relief and made up a lie, "Miao'er, please sleep outside. I don't know what's wrong with me these past few days, I keep falling off the bed in my dreams, so—"

"Okay, then I'll sleep outside you, holding you, so you won't fall off the bed, Mother." Ninth Princess said obediently.

What a filial child!

As she spoke, Ninth Princess crawled into Consort Ling's bed. She faced Consort Ling, her little hands reaching out to hug Consort Ling's body, almost touching Ertai.

"Ah...!" The moment Ninth Princess's hand touched her body, Consort Ling couldn't help but cry out.

"Mother, what's wrong? You're acting strangely today." Ninth Princess asked with increasing suspicion.

"N-nothing... nothing..." Consort Ling stammered in explanation.

"Oh, it's alright." Ninth Princess suppressed her doubts and didn't press the matter further, focusing instead on chatting and laughing with her mother.

Because the light under the covers was dim, Ninth Princess hadn't noticed Ertai's presence. But Ertai couldn't resist. Ever since the seven-colored wolf energy entered his mind, Ertai's eyes had become much brighter, like night-vision goggles. Even in complete darkness, he could clearly see everything he wanted to see. And

so it was now. He hid behind Consort Ling, his eyes constantly darting between Consort Ling and Ninth Princess's half-hidden, alluring bodies. Each possessed a unique charm—one mature and alluring, the other a budding beauty—both driving Ertai to distraction. What was especially remarkable was that these two were mother and daughter; just that title alone was enough to drive a man mad.

Moreover, Ertai was sharing a bed and a blanket with this incredibly beautiful and sexy mother and daughter!

In this situation, how could he possibly resist? He couldn't help but reach out and once again extend his large hand from behind towards Consort Ling's alluring body.

Feeling Ertai's large hand invading her, Consort Ling stiffened instantly. She hurriedly reached out to secretly pull away, trying to break free from Ertai's embrace, but failed. Instead, she felt something hard pressing against her soft, snowy buttocks.

Her face flushed even more. As a mature woman, she naturally knew what it was, but she hadn't expected Ertai to be so bold and absurd. However, considering the Ninth Princess beside her, she dared not make a sound and could only silently endure it.

Seeing that she didn't strongly object, Ertai gradually became bolder. His hand slid down from her waist, caressing Consort Ling's snowy buttocks and the tender opening tightly covered by her thin panties. When Ertai's fingers pressed against her vulva, Consort Ling couldn't help but tremble, letting out a soft moan, her body twisting restlessly a few times.

"Mmm...no..."

The candlelight flickered in the room, filling it with fragrance. An ambiguous and alluring atmosphere quietly rose within. Ninth Princess still didn't realize there was another man in bed, simply laughing and talking to her mother, Consort Ling. Consort Ling, fearing Ninth Princess would notice something amiss, could only feign composure and respond to her daughter's questions.

Seeing that Consort Ling dared not openly refuse him because of Ninth Princess's presence, Ertai became even bolder. Before Consort Ling could react, Ertai's hand reached for her panties again, gently pinching her tender vulva through the fabric. The smooth, warm sensation touched by his fingertips stirred Ertai's heart, further fueling his desire to explore.

"Ertai, are you crazy? How dare you do this at a time like this?" Consort Ling covered Ertai's large hand, and taking advantage of Ninth Princess's inattention, carefully turned around, her face flushed, to look at Ertai.

"You..." Seeing that Ertai had no intention of stopping, Consort Ling's face flushed red. She immediately straightened her pretty face and said in a serious tone, "Ertai, take your hands off me, or I'll get angry." She then glared at Ertai fiercely, yet her expression was undeniably alluring.

"Auntie, I'm a normal man. How can I stand being in the same bed with two beautiful women like you, dressed so scantily?" Ertai said, feeling frustrated and aggrieved. Driven by desire, his mind was completely out of control, and his actions became even more excessive than before. He tightened his embrace around Consort Ling's body and began to act wantonly.

"Ah...no...stop it..." Consort Ling almost cried out. She bit her lip, trying not to let Ninth Princess see her abnormality. But the unbearable tingling made her involuntarily twist her hips, as if both trying to escape and welcoming Ertai's fingers.

At this moment, even the usually naive Ninth Princess noticed Consort Ling's unusual behavior and asked with curiosity and concern, "Mother, why are you shaking so badly? Are you feeling unwell? Should we call the imperial physician?"

"No, it's nothing, Mother is fine. Miao'er, don't you like listening to Mother tell you stories? Well—um—Mother will tell you one now, okay?" Seeing that her daughter, Ninth Princess, was starting to have doubts, Consort Ling racked her brains to try and distract her.

"Okay, okay, I love listening to Mother's stories the most." Ninth Princess was also a child at heart, and when she heard that her mother was going to tell her a story, she became happy, her rosy cheeks looking at her mother expectantly.

But in her current state, she was so aroused by Ertai that she was out of her mind, her head was a complete mess, how could she tell any story? Consort Ling racked her brains and finally remembered a story that had been widely circulated, but even so, under Ertai's deliberate mischief, she could not tell it coherently.

"Ah...the story is...um...once upon a time there was...ah a mountain...um...in the mountain there was...ah a temple...in the temple there was...um...a monk...he was giving...um um um..."

Ertai's hand caressing Consort Ling's beautiful vulva became faster and faster, and in the end, Consort Ling couldn't continue speaking. She could only clench her teeth tightly to prevent the moans that wanted to burst out of her throat from coming out of her mouth. But even so, the uncontrollable panting still came out through Consort Ling's delicate nose.

Listening to her mother, Consort Ling, tell the story, Ninth Princess couldn't help but giggle. Not only was she already tired of the story, but Consort Ling's tone alone made her smile.

"Mother, you're really funny. A perfectly normal woman, yet you're willing to play the poet. How amusing!" Ninth Princess, with her naive nature, had no idea that Consort Ling's tone was a gift from Baertai; she thought Consort Ling was deliberately trying to amuse her.

"Ah...ah? What poet?" Consort Ling asked, struggling to suppress her restless breathing.

"Hehe, Mother, your tone just now was like a poet's! You uttered so many 'ahs' and 'ohs' in just one sentence. Aren't all poets like that? I remember Li Bai wrote a poem, 'Ah, the Yellow River's waters come from the sky... Ah, do you not see...' Hehe, but Mother, you're much more poetic than Li Bai. He only used two or three 'ahs' in a poem, but you used more than ten in just two sentences! How amusing!"

Ninth Princess giggled, and the laughter reached Consort Ling's ears, making her blush with embarrassment. Unable to contain her emotions, she sighed inwardly, "My good daughter, you really have a knack for making connections. Those were just exclamations from a poet, and it's all because of your annoying brother Ertai that I'm like this..."

Ertai, however, couldn't help but chuckle to himself. He thought to himself that the Ninth Princess was truly amusing, managing to connect her mother, Consort Ling's, moans under his teasing with a poet's exclamation. And that word 'poet' was quite fitting; Consort Ling's garden was damp, making her a 'wet person.'

Suddenly, Ertai felt that his actions were being interpreted by the Ninth Princess's clever words as a noble and elegant art form. Ancient gentlemen enjoyed composing poetry and making merry, and wasn't he himself indulging in 'wet' pleasure?

Brilliant! Excellent!

Under this refined yet primal and sensual stimulation, Ertai became increasingly aroused and impulsive. With one hand, he continued to tease Consort Ling's vulva through her thin trousers, while his other hand moved up her smooth, silky back, grasping her full, firm breasts. Feeling their softness and smoothness, he began to knead them vigorously.

However, in the throes of extreme excitement, Ertai clearly forgot the saying "too much of a good thing can be bad." Because Ninth Princess was facing Consort Ling, their arms clasped together, and their breasts very close, Ertai's touch on Consort Ling's breasts naturally and gently brushed against Ninth Princess's small breasts as well.

Inexperienced young girls are extremely sensitive; the sudden touch on her breasts caused Ninth Princess to feel a tingling, numb sensation, and her white nipples and rosy nipples instantly hardened and swelled.

Feeling the changes in her body, Ninth Princess blushed and thought shyly, "Mother is really something, why did she touch my breasts? They're not as big as hers, how embarrassing."

She deliberately dodged, her two long, beautiful legs lifting slightly with her body movements, gently brushing against her mother, Consort Ling's, beautiful legs. She suddenly noticed that her mother's legs seemed even smoother than before.

"Oh, how strange, Mother's legs are so smooth, like they've been coated with cream." Ninth Princess couldn't help but wonder. Because of her young age and naive personality, she couldn't keep secrets at all, so she curiously asked Consort Ling, "Mother, your legs are so smooth, they seem very different from before."

"Ah?" Hearing Ninth Princess's words, Consort Ling's heart trembled. This was exactly what she was most embarrassed about. How could she tell her daughter that it was because she was wearing stockings? So she had to lie and say, "No, Mother often takes flower petal baths, so her body has always been smooth, hasn't it?"

"No." Unexpectedly, Ninth Princess shook her head and pouted her red lips, saying, "This time it's different, exceptionally smooth, like it's been coated with cream."

"How could that be? You're overthinking it." Consort Ling said guiltily.

"No, Mother, you must be hiding something from me." Ninth Princess suddenly sat up, looking at Consort Ling with eyes full of inquiry.

"No, why would your mother hide anything from you? You're overthinking it. Come, lie down quickly, be careful not to catch a cold," Consort Ling said, her face flushed. Ertai quickly pulled his blanket tighter over his head, leaving only a slit to peek out.

He saw that the Ninth Princess's bodice had been untied at some point, hanging loosely on her body. Her two fair and tender breasts were faintly visible, dazzlingly white and alluringly pink, especially her two small nipples, which were incredibly pink and tempting to taste.

She was still wearing her tight silk trousers, which clung even tighter to her body with her movements, revealing not only the shape of her vulva but also a few glimpses of pubic hair and pale pink petals.

Stimulated by the scene before him, Ertai was immediately overcome with lust and could only vent his desire on Consort Ling, the mother of Ninth Princess. He secretly moved Consort Ling's body so that she lay flat on the bed, then slightly raised his head and quickly bit Consort Ling's breasts, his tongue licking the two swollen nipples. While fantasizing about Ninth Princess's breasts, he used his mouth and tongue to make sucking sounds.

Unexpectedly, Ninth Princess had very sharp ears and heard the sounds Ertai made while sucking Consort Ling's breasts. Her beautiful eyes looked around, searching for the source of the sound, but the more she listened, the more she felt that the sound seemed to be coming from around her. She looked at Consort Ling and asked curiously, "Mother, what's that sound?"

"Hmm—there's no sound, you—uh—you must have misheard—" Consort Ling pushed Ertai's head away with her small hands and replied with a flushed face.

"I clearly heard it!" Ninth Princess still didn't believe it and made to look towards Ertai.

Seeing Ninth Princess's actions, Consort Ling panicked and quickly stopped her, saying anxiously, "It's probably the sound of insects."

"Oh, there are insects in this room?" Ninth Princess was startled; she had been terrified of insects since childhood.

"No, it's insects outside," Consort Ling hurriedly said.

Coincidentally, Ertai stopped sucking at that moment, and a series of insect chirps came from outside. Ninth Princess relaxed and said with a smile, "It really was outside. I was worried for nothing."

Hearing her words, Consort Ling also breathed a long sigh of relief. But before she could completely relax, Ninth Princess remembered what had happened earlier, so she slowly moved her body to Consort Ling's lap and suddenly pulled back the blanket.

Feeling a cool breeze, Consort Ling cried out, "Ah!" Fortunately, Ertai reacted quickly, his body pressed tightly against Consort Ling, preventing Ninth Princess from seeing. However, his hard penis pressed heavily against Consort Ling's vulva from behind.

"Mother, why are you yelling? We're mother and daughter, why are you afraid I'll see? Hehe," Ninth Princess said playfully. Suddenly, in the dim candlelight, she saw that her mother's beautiful legs and feet seemed to be wrapped in something as thin as a cicada's wing.

"Eh, Mother, what are you wearing on your legs?" Ninth Princess asked curiously.

"No, nothing," Consort Ling explained, too embarrassed to say the word 'stockings,' especially not to her daughter.

"Mother, why are you lying to me? You're clearly wearing something on your legs," Ninth Princess pouted unhappily, reaching out her small hand to touch Consort Ling's beautiful legs.

Seeing her daughter's outstretched hand, Consort Ling instinctively flinched backward, forgetting Ertai behind her. With the sway of her hips, her wet, moist vulva slammed into Ertai's erect penis, causing her to cry out again.

Hearing her mother's cry, Ninth Princess suddenly laughed, chuckling, "Mother, why are you so shy? Your own daughter touched your leg, and you're embarrassed? Hehe."

"No, no, it's just that Mother felt a little cold, so—" Consort Ling said, her face flushed.

"Oh, let me take a look, and then I'll cover you with the blanket, okay?" Ninth Princess said in a pleading tone, but before Consort Ling could even agree, she touched Consort Ling's silk-stockinged legs.

Feeling the smoothness and softness in her palm, Ninth Princess touched her own legs, thinking that her legs were originally much smoother than her mother's, but why were her mother's legs smoother after wearing this?

Although she didn't know what it was, Ninth Princess guessed it must be something good, so she hugged Consort Ling's arm, gently shaking it, and said in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Mother, tell me, what is this? How come it makes my legs look so beautiful and smooth? I want to wear it too."

"What? You want to wear it too..." Hearing Ninth Princess's words, Consort Ling immediately blushed, and her heart pounded even harder.

"What's wrong? Mother, if you can wear it, why can't I? Why have you become so stingy? You only know how to keep good things to yourself, hmph!" Ninth Princess said angrily. At the age of twelve or thirteen, she was at the age when girls love to look beautiful. Seeing that her mother's legs, which were not as pretty as hers, had become so beautiful after wearing these things, she couldn't help but feel eager to try them on.

Ertai, who was hiding behind Consort Ling, naturally wanted to see how the innocent and charming little girl, Ninth Princess, would look in sexy and alluring deep flesh-colored stockings. However, Consort Ling was still refusing. Ertai couldn't resist anymore, and he secretly slipped a pair of deep flesh-colored stockings out from behind her.

Ninth Princess was sulking when she suddenly caught a glimpse of something similar to what her mother was wearing out of the corner of her eye. She was overjoyed and grabbed the stockings, excitedly standing up to put them on.

During this process, due to the Ninth Princess's excessive excitement and vigorous movements, the bodice hanging around her fair neck fluttered in the wind, exposing her beautiful, white breasts to Ertai's eyes in an unobstructed view—it was truly breathtaking!

As her body swayed, her small breasts also swayed incessantly, making Ertai's eyes dizzy and his mouth water! He really wanted to pounce forward and suckle and enjoy the Ninth Princess's breasts.

Consort Ling wanted to stop the Ninth Princess, but it was too late. She sat down again, her legs half-bent, slightly parted to the sides, her alluring, half-hidden vulva pressed tightly against her lower abdomen, facing Ertai's peeping eyes. Her toes were slightly raised, and she wore stockings as if she had never been taught, making Ertai sigh inwardly, the Ninth Princess was much more avant-garde than her mother, Consort Ling.

Soon, Ninth Princess's beautiful legs were covered in stockings. This was the first time Ertai had ever seen a woman wearing stockings in front of him. Although Ninth Princess's movements were somewhat awkward and clumsy, they still gave Ertai an extreme sense of stimulation. He couldn't help but stroke and wander his hands over Consort Ling's beautiful legs.

Feeling the tingling sensation on her legs from Ertai's touch, Consort Ling bit her lip to prevent a soft moan from escaping her lips. However, because her daughter was facing her and very close, she couldn't forcefully stop Ertai. She tried to resist slightly a few times without success, so she let Ertai do as he pleased.

This greatly excited Ertai. While he was working on Consort Ling's beautiful legs, he imagined a scene of a threesome with Consort Ling and Ninth Princess, both wearing stockings, and his groin was about to burst.

He unconsciously and secretly pulled down Consort Ling's panties, quietly dragging them down to the back of her smooth thighs. Consort Ling naturally felt this, but was powerless to stop him, resigned to her fate as Ertai acted recklessly, hoping he would restrain himself and not go too far.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Ertai's actions not only didn't stop, but intensified. He reached his hand from behind into Consort Ling's vulva, first groping around, then grasping her soft buttocks with one hand and supporting his own penis with the other, quietly and slowly advancing towards her vulva from behind.

Along the way, Ertai's weapon pressed tightly against Consort Ling's soft, tight buttocks and flesh, the friction of flesh against flesh giving the shy and worried Consort Ling a particularly strong and strange stimulation, causing her to involuntarily gasp again.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Ninth Princess asked curiously, hearing Consort Ling's panting.

"Um...no, no, Mother is praising you, praising you...um...wearing it...ah...it looks so good..." Consort Ling stammered, her face flushed.

"Hehe, it looks good, doesn't it? I think it looks good too." Hearing her mother's praise, Ninth Princess's face lit up with excitement. Overjoyed, she quickly moved closer to Consort Ling's face and asked with a smile, "Mother, where should these two ties be tied?" "

Um...maybe...tied there...ah..." Consort Ling blushed and pointed to the base of Ninth Princess's thighs. She guessed that Ertai must have seen Ninth Princess's body. Since he had seen everything, she could only quickly help Ninth Princess put on the stockings. After she had played enough, it was time to get back to bed.

So she laboriously raised her hand and helped Ninth Princess tie the garter stockings around her legs. Then she patted Ninth Princess's calves and said anxiously, "Alright, Miao'er, you're all dressed up now. Lie down."

"No way! Mother, look! It's so pretty!" Ninth Princess, now dressed in stockings, excitedly twirled around like a joyful butterfly. Ertai was thoroughly captivated. He secretly admired her; Ninth Princess was truly a beauty. These stockings on her jade-like legs made her even more beautiful than Consort Ling. The stockings accentuated her innocent beauty, adding a touch of alluring charm.

These two complex yet perfectly harmonious qualities combined in Ninth Princess, making Ertai utterly enamored. He longed to press her down on him and nourish her beautifully.

It was as if heaven was smiling upon Ertai. The Ninth Princess, perhaps tired from playing, lay down beside her mother, Consort Ling. Her petite body lay side-by-side with her mother, her beautiful legs, clad in deep flesh-colored stockings, stretched taut, her alluring toes curling up in a seductive motion. She stroked her smooth, rounded legs

with her small hands, giggling, "Mother, they're so smooth!" Then, she couldn't resist touching Consort Ling's legs, feeling the same smoothness as her mother's, her face growing increasingly excited.

Ertai was equally excited. He tried his best to thrust his penis into Consort Ling's tender orifice, but because Consort Ling was tense, her vaginal muscles contracted, and Ertai failed several times. He then shifted his focus to the Ninth Princess's legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings.

Those legs, even whiter and more alluring than Consort Ling's, appeared even more charming and full under the stockings, utterly captivating. Those beautiful feet, white with a rosy tint, delicate and vibrant, were like flawless pieces of pure white jade. The snow-white toes, painted with pale pink nail polish, peeked through the stockings, adding a touch of wild allure to their delicate beauty.

Ertai was mesmerized, utterly captivated, wishing he could hold those beautiful feet in his mouth, kissing and sucking them. But with Consort Ling present, he couldn't allow himself to be too presumptuous, lest she become angry and ignore him forever. Yet, he couldn't resist the restless desire within him, and secretly reached out through Consort Ling to touch the Ninth Princess's legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings.

He touched them; they were so smooth, so soft, so warm. The Ninth Princess's legs were already pink and tender, and now, with the stockings embellishing them, they felt even more exquisite to the touch.

At first, Ertai was cautious, gently kneading the Ninth Princess's silk-stockinged legs. The sensation grew increasingly exquisite, and since the Ninth Princess was preoccupied with chatting and laughing with Consort Ling, showing no reaction to Ertai's 'molestation' of her legs, Ertai became bolder.

Gradually, he increased the pressure of his hands, changing from gentle caresses to vigorous kneading, while his fingers slowly traveled up the smooth, delicate inner thighs, towards the Ninth Princess's mysterious, budding vulva.

"Mmm..." The Ninth Princess, who was chatting and laughing with Consort Ling, couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She had actually felt the hand on her silk-stockinged legs for a while, but assuming it belonged to her mother, she hadn't paid it any mind. Now, however, the hand became increasingly 'unrestrained,' moving towards the base of her beautiful legs.

If it were just a caress, it wouldn't be so bad, but this hand kept kneading and pressing, making her feel a tingling, itchy sensation, as if countless insects were crawling on her. The Ninth Princess had never experienced this feeling before; it was both novel and pleasurable. Finally, she couldn't help but giggle, smiling sweetly at Consort Ling, "Mother, why are you acting like a child? I touched your legs, so you have to touch mine too, hehe."

"Hmm?" Consort Ling raised an eyebrow. She subconsciously glanced at the Ninth Princess's beautiful legs and suddenly noticed Ertai's large hand caressing her exquisite, jade-like legs in silk stockings, and... Ertai's fingertips were almost touching the Ninth Princess's tender vulva...

"Damn Ertai!" Consort Ling thought angrily, a sour feeling welling up inside her. She swiftly grabbed Ertai's large hand that was caressing the Ninth Princess's beautiful leg with one hand, and at the same time raised her delicate little foot and kicked backward with force.

Coincidentally, the kick landed squarely on Ertai's erect penis. Instantly, Ertai cried out in pain, clenching his teeth and gasping for breath. He leaned close to Consort Ling's ear and whispered a complaint, "Truly, the most poisonous heart is a woman's. Consort, you are so cruel. You're trying to murder your husband!"

"Hmph, let's see if you dare to do such a thing again?" Consort Ling turned her head and said fiercely.

Unexpectedly, Ninth Princess heard the voice and asked suspiciously, "Mother, who are you talking to?"

"Oh, no, no one, I'm just talking to myself. I don't know what's wrong with me these past few days, I always find myself talking to myself unintentionally," Consort Ling explained, blushing. "

Ah? Unintentional talking to yourself? Mother, are you possessed?" Hearing Consort Ling's explanation, Ninth Princess asked with an exaggerated expression.

"What nonsense are you talking about, little child? This is a sacred Buddhist site, how could there be ghosts or monsters causing trouble?" Consort Ling scolded.

"Oh—but Mother, you're acting strange today. Are you sick and feeling unwell?" Ninth Princess was naive, but clever from a young age, and couldn't possibly not notice that her mother was different from usual.

"No, nothing, Mother is tired and exhausted, I want to sleep." Consort Ling was afraid that if she said too much, Ninth Princess would keep asking questions, so she could only pretend to be sleepy. To make it convincing, she even let out a long yawn.

"Oh, then—let's go to sleep." Ninth Princess, still somewhat unsatisfied after putting on her beautiful stockings, reluctantly stopped talking when her mother said she was sleepy, her face showing a listless expression.

Meanwhile, Ertai, hiding behind Consort Ling, quietly covered Consort Ling and Ninth Princess with the blanket. His penis, which had just been kicked hard by Consort Ling, was now thriving again, poised and ready to strike Consort Ling's plump, snowy buttocks, which were turned away from him.

"Hmph, you dare kick me? See how I teach you a lesson!" Ertai, with his youthful impetuosity and strong desire for revenge, disregarded the surroundings. Taking advantage of Consort Ling's feigned sleep and inattention, he suddenly grabbed her buttocks, thrusting his hips forward and swiftly inserting his penis into her narrow, moist vagina.

The penis plunged straight into her flower core, completely disappearing into the tight, tender passage of her vagina, instantly causing Consort Ling excruciating pain. She cried out "Ah!" her delicate body trembling violently.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Hearing Consort Ling's cry, Ninth Princess, who was lying beside her, was startled, her cheeks flushed with shock, and asked with concern.

"No, nothing... Ah..." Consort Ling endured the pain, forcing a smile on her face as she spoke to Ninth Princess. Then, she slowly reached her hand behind her back, reaching for Ertai's crotch. By feel, she touched the two small balls at the ends of Ertai's penis, and mischievously squeezed them hard.

"Ah—" This time it was Ertai's turn to be unable to bear it. Friends who have had similar experiences should know how unbearable the pain is when a man's two small balls are squeezed or touched forcefully.

At this moment, Ertai was in a state of intense pain, his body trembling with cold sweat. Fortunately, he managed to cover his mouth tightly, preventing a scream from escaping. Even so, Consort Ling, pressed close to Ertai, could tell from his trembling body the extent of his pain.

"Hmph, serves you right for always playing tricks on me. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how powerful I am," Consort Ling said with a smug expression.

If Ertai had seen Consort Ling's expression, he would have felt a bittersweet mix of pain and pleasure. The pain was undeniable, but the pleasure stemmed from the fact that Consort Ling's actions clearly showed her that she truly considered him one of her own, going beyond a purely physical relationship. This was the kind of playful banter between a wife and husband.

At this moment, Ninth Princess, bored, tossed and turned several times, unable to fall asleep. She clung to Consort Ling's arm, pouting and pleading, "Mother, I can't sleep. Can you tell me a story?"

"Ah? Another story?" Consort Ling felt a headache coming on. "

Anything is fine, Mother will just tell you one. I love listening to Mother tell stories." Ninth Princess shook Consort Ling's arm, her expression expectant.

"Hmm... alright..." Consort Ling dragged out those two short words, letting out a soft moan. She was puzzled. Ertai, who had just been in pain because of her, had recovered, and the penis inside her was now mischievously moving back and forth.

“Hehe, now I like listening to your stories even more, Mother. You always finish a few sentences with those ‘ah ah um um’ sounds. I’ll have something to brag about now, my Mother is a poet too, hee hee!” Ninth Princess giggled sweetly, making Consort Ling blush even more.

Taking advantage of Ninth Princess’s inattention, Consort Ling turned to Ertai and whispered, “Ertai, please, let me go. Don’t do it in front of Ninth Princess, or else we—”

Seeing his aunt’s pitiful expression, Ertai’s heart softened, and he immediately stopped his movements, but still left his weapon in Consort Ling’s flower room, grinning mischievously, “Aunt, call me good husband, good husband and I’ll let you go.”

“…You…you’re so mean…you rascal…good husband, good husband, good man, good brother…is that alright?” Consort Ling couldn’t resist Ertai’s insistence, and was extremely anxious, so she had no choice but to comply, blushing as she softly called out.

"Mmm, you're truly my good wife, my good aunt, I love you to death." Hearing his aunt call him "good husband," Ertai was overjoyed. To avoid embarrassing his aunt, he reluctantly withdrew his penis from Consort Ling's honeyed orifice.

Unexpectedly, the sharp-eared Ninth Princess also heard his aunt call him "good husband." She raised her eyebrows, asking in confusion, "Mother, what did you say, 'good husband, good husband'?"

"Ah, no, no, Mother meant to tell you a story about husband and wife." Consort Ling was immediately embarrassed, but fortunately, she reacted quickly, saying shyly.

"Husband, wife? Mother, how embarrassing!" A blush quickly rose on Ninth Princess's face, which, combined with her charming figure, was indescribably alluring.

"What's embarrassing? Miao'er, you're all grown up now, you'll be getting married in a year or two," Consort Ling sighed.

"I don't want to get married! I want to stay with you, Mother!" Ninth Princess said shyly and coquettishly.

"You silly child, girls grow up and get married," Consort Ling said. She had originally intended for Ninth Princess to marry Ertai.

"Alright, alright, Mother, please tell me a story instead." Ninth Princess was the youngest daughter, and hearing the topic of marriage made her blush. She quickly changed the subject.

Consort Ling chuckled, then gently embraced Ninth Princess, patting her back and telling her a story. However, with Ertai hiding behind her, Consort Ling was extremely anxious and had no time to tell a story. She only wanted to lull Ninth Princess to sleep so Ertai could slip away.

Fortunately, Ninth Princess was truly sleepy and soon fell asleep in Consort Ling's arms, soft snoring coming from her mouth and nose. Hearing this, Consort Ling couldn't help but softly call in Ninth Princess's ear, "Miao'er, Miao'er."

Receiving no response, only the sound of sleeping, Consort Ling breathed a long sigh of relief. Just as she was about to turn around and tell Ertai to leave quickly, her alluring body was embraced by Ertai.

Ertai had witnessed Consort Ling's performance clearly, and felt a surge of pride. He thought his aunt was quite adorable. Now, seeing Consort Ling's slightly upturned buttocks as she patted Ninth Princess's back, his desire rose, and he couldn't help but embrace Consort Ling's delicate body from behind again.

"Ertai, are you crazy? Miao'er has finally fallen asleep, why aren't you leaving? If she finds out about us, then—" Consort Ling gently released Ninth Princess, turned around to face Ertai, and whispered, urging him on.

"I'm not leaving. Besides, Aunt, would you really let me go?" Ertai whispered in Consort Ling's ear, his breath brushing against her earlobe, making Consort Ling's body, already aroused by Ertai's teasing, even weaker and more powerless.

"You're talking nonsense... I didn't mean to leave you..." Consort Ling used her last bit of reason to resist Ertai's caresses, but she was also afraid that the sleeping woman would suddenly wake up, so she didn't dare to shout.

"Alright, I'll follow my wife's wishes. But... what if I want it but you don't want it?" Ertai grabbed Consort Ling's hand in the small space, and before she could understand what was happening, her delicate hand had already been guided to Ertai's crotch.

Consort Ling was startled by the hardness and heat of Ertai's penis, and her hand instinctively tried to pull back, but Ertai held it firmly and guided her small hand up and down on his penis.

"You're going to kill me... why aren't you letting go?" Consort Ling's face immediately turned red, and she said anxiously and angrily.

"I don't want to let go, Auntie, just now Miao'er called you 'wet person,' you want it now too, don't you?" Ertai said in a low voice with pride.

Despite Ertai's audacity, he was still listening intently to the sounds around him. If he heard anything amiss with Ninth Princess, he would immediately release Consort Ling. After all, she was his wife, and he couldn't let her suffer too much.

"Ertai, please don't be so reckless! What if Miao'er finds out? Where will I put my face then?" Consort Ling pleaded softly, her ears pounding nervously beside her. She knew that if Ninth Princess saw them like this, it would be disastrous.

"But I want you now," Ertai said, taking advantage of Consort Ling's lack of firm refusal. He pulled the blanket tighter around them, his heart pounding. He couldn't resist slipping his fingers through the soft, deep crevice of her buttocks, touching the most tender part of Consort Ling's body.

This was indeed the most tender part of a woman's body, and Ertai's fingers clearly felt the heat and magic emanating from the most tender and hidden part of her body.

"Now...now? You want to be here with me...right next to Ninth Princess..." Consort Ling froze, feeling the attack on her lower body. Her face flushed red and then paled. This was utterly unbelievable to her. It was one thing for Ertai to fool around with her in front of Ninth Princess, thankfully Ninth Princess hadn't noticed. But if things really got serious, Ninth Princess could be awakened at any moment.

Thinking of this, Consort Ling's heart trembled, a chilling fear washing over her.

"Hmm." Ertai nodded, his hand on Consort Ling's garden moving violently again.

"Ahhh..." Consort Ling gripped Ertai's penis tightly with both hands, her whole body almost burning with desire. Her legs were teased until they gradually opened, a warm stream of fluid slowly flowing from her vagina. "Let's...go...there?"

Consort Ling pointed to a soft carpet behind the screen in front of the bed, conciliatoryly saying.

“It’s autumn now, the ground is cold. Let’s stay here, it’ll only be a little while. Ninth Princess is fast asleep, she won’t wake up.” Ertai’s gentle voice rang in Consort Ling’s ear, his hand stroking her without stopping.

“No, it’s too embarrassing in front of Miao’er.” Consort Ling twisted her body slightly, her breath sweet as orchids.

In the dim light, Ertai’s eyes met hers. Through the candlelight that was gradually dimming, Ertai could vaguely see that her pretty face was covered with a shy blush, her eyes were moist and created a hazy charm, her pleading expression was very alluring.

“I don’t care anymore.” She knew that what she was doing was wrong, but she still couldn’t control herself. After all, Ertai was just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old lad.

Ertai whispered in Consort Ling’s ear, “Turn around, I’ll be behind you…” As he spoke, Ertai’s hand forced her body to turn. Consort Ling moved her body with a slight sense of humiliation, letting Ertai’s hand stroke her again.

Seeing that she had fallen silent, Ertai assumed his aunt was angry. He put his arm around her slender waist and turned his head to look at her. He saw that her pretty face was flushed, making her look exceptionally beautiful. A few fine beads of sweat clung to the tip of her nose, and a strand of hair clung to

the corner of her mouth as she breathed heavily. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly with each breath, as if she was trying her best to suppress her cries. In the gradually dimming candlelight, Ertai slowly pulled down Consort Ling's trousers, which were hanging on her thighs, to her ankles. However, Consort Ling was very uncooperative, constantly twisting her body. Ertai tried several times, but without success. After several rounds of this, Ertai grew impatient and simply let his panties hang down to his knees. He whispered in Consort Ling's ear, "My dear wife, lift your legs up."

Consort Ling knew Ertai wouldn't give up until he got what he wanted and just wanted him to finish quickly. Reluctantly, she complied, unconsciously pushing her buttocks towards him. Ertai held one of her legs, spreading it as wide as he could, then pressed it against his body.

"Be... careful, don't move too much," Consort Ling murmured, her shapely legs tightly pressed together, her feet, encased in deep flesh-colored stockings, writhing against each other. She was now truly at Ertai's mercy.

When Ertai finally managed to climb off her back, an unprecedented surge of desire coursed through her like a raging flood, unstoppable. The surrounding environment made Consort Ling's heart race, and she began to moan incessantly. "Mmm...so good...ah..." Meanwhile, more and more fluid flowed from the depths of her being...

Ertai gently circled and caressed Lingfei's back, and Lingfei moaned in rhythm with him, her body trembling slightly. Ertai knew she was about to give up, so he pushed her panties down a little further, his fingers lightly rubbing and caressing her smooth, moist vulva, gently combing the delicate pubic hair and petals.

"Ertai...ah...don't do this, don't..." Lingfei's coy tone didn't stop Ertai's actions; instead, it aroused him even more. Ertai's hands freely caressed her body; at this moment, Lingfei was an undefended fortress to Ertai.

However, Ertai had a way. With women, especially his own, he had a way to let her know his abilities and his relentless pursuit of what he desired.

Ertai tightly embraced Consort Ling with one arm, bringing his mouth to her neck and licking, "Consort, my wife, I love you!" These words were like a tranquilizer, and Consort Ling completely surrendered, letting out a satisfied and suppressed moan. Fortunately, Ninth Princess was fast asleep and did not hear it.

As waves of tingling, fulfilling pleasure surged through her body, Consort Ling involuntarily moaned, her entire body limp in Ertai's arms, utterly unable to resist. The tingling, itchy sensation crept into her heart, her breath grew increasingly labored, her throat itch, and a urge to moan welled up within her. However, fearing her daughter, Ninth Princess, who was so close, would hear, she clenched her teeth, desperately resisting. Yet, deep down, she knew she couldn't endure it much longer.

Seeing Consort Ling's forced restraint, Ertai felt a perverse, playful urge. He released her completely, pulling away slightly. Consort Ling felt a sudden emptiness, and with difficulty, turned her head to see what was happening to Ertai, while simultaneously writhing, seemingly desperately hoping he would enter her.

Before she could react, Ertai suddenly thrust his hips forward, his penis plunging in like a giant python. The intense impact felt like it reached right to her internal organs, causing Consort Ling to involuntarily let out a long "Ah..." She blushed crimson with shame and frantically bit her lip. Ertai, startled, froze, not daring to move. But after a minute, still hearing no reaction from the Ninth Princess, he grew bolder.

"Ertai, you... bastard!" Consort Ling finally dared to whisper, her body involuntarily squirming in Ertai's arms, their bodies pressed tightly together. The woman who had just been pleading was now actively yielding.

"Call me my dear husband, my dear husband," Ertai suddenly whispered in her ear.

"What?" Consort Ling turned around abruptly, her beautiful body moving rhythmically on Ertai's penis, seeking deeper pleasure. She glared at him, thinking how wicked this little man was, always forcing her to call him "husband" when she was at her most aroused.

"Call him now," Ertai gritted his teeth, saying decisively, his body convulsing and churning.

"Um...but...I..." Consort Ling weakly resisted, her legs seemingly weakening, her body slowly sliding away.

"Stop making excuses! You know how powerful I am. If this continues, I'll make sure you can't get up today..." Ertai threatened mischievously.

"You...you bastard..." Consort Ling gasped for breath. Under Ertai's passionate yet forceful cries, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, her remaining will quickly collapsing. Lost in ecstasy, she swayed her body, moaning incoherently, becoming a wanton, lustful woman: "Dear husband...good man...oh...come on...I don't care anymore...oh..."

Although he knew these were unconscious utterances forced by circumstances, Ertai still felt an unprecedented surge of desire and excitement... Consort Ling no longer passively yielded to Ertai's body, but instead writhed wantonly. The lewd words uttered from the traditionally shy Consort Ling showed her complete abandon. Ertai, behind her, wantonly fondled Consort Ling's two full, soft breasts, unknowingly planting shameful sounds into her mind...

"Auntie...your little hole is so tight...I really love your beautiful hole..."

"Husband...good husband...please stop...be gentle..." Consort Ling murmured intermittently, her eyes closed. If it weren't for a sliver of consciousness reminding her that her daughter was beside her, she probably would have screamed.

Just as Ertai was about to press on, he suddenly sensed something was wrong. The Ninth Princess's body was trembling slightly; had she woken up? That was Ertai's first thought. Consort Ling, however, clearly didn't notice this, continuing to sway her delicate body in response to Ertai's movements.

Ertai wanted to stop, but the wicked thoughts in his heart grew stronger and stronger. Seeing the trembling curves of his concubine, Consort Ling, with her back to him, Ertai couldn't help but consciously increase his movements, making Consort Ling's voice even more seductive...

"Mmm... good brother... be gentle... ah... I'm going to die... don't, don't... wake Miao'er... ah ah... slow down... mmm, so good... I can't hold back... ah ah ah..."

The slowly flickering candlelight in the room, the Ninth Princess's feigned sleep snoring, and Consort Ling's moans ignited Ertai's furious passion. He frantically attacked Consort Ling's incredibly tender body. Ertai had never been so energetic, nor had he ever felt so full of vigor. He only knew to continue and continue, like a tireless wolf launching attack after attack.

On the outer side of the fragrant bed in the bedroom lay the sleeping Ninth Princess, while less than ten centimeters behind her, naked, were her cousin and mother making love. Ertai frequently glanced at the Ninth Princess in front of Consort Ling, his mind constantly conjuring up images of him pinning her down and enjoying her pleasure. His lust surged, and his penis thrust more powerfully into Consort Ling's beautiful vagina from behind.

"Ahhh... Ertai... no... um, slower... ah..." With Ertai's vigorous thrusting, Consort Ling's delicate body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but let out chaotic moans. At the same time, she was also a little afraid; Ertai was making too much noise and was afraid of waking the sleeping Ninth Princess in front of her.

Consort Ling slowly turned to her side, whispering to Ertai, "Ertai... um... slow down... don't... ah... make such a... ah ah... loud noise..."

Ertai quickly removed the trousers wrapped around his legs and the restraints on his upper body. With Consort Ling's cooperation, he also tore off her light gauze robe. He then pressed himself tightly against her delicate body, their bodies intertwined without any gap.

In this way, Ertai's penis was pressed directly against the deepest part of Consort Ling's vagina, and the range of motion within the vaginal canal was greatly reduced. With each thrust and penetration, his large penis was almost entirely hitting Consort Ling's clitoris, like a drumbeat.

Consort Ling had never experienced such a position before, nor had she ever felt the pleasure it brought. Furthermore, with her daughter nearby, she felt an inexplicable, yet intensely pleasurable sensation.

She couldn't help but moan in a daze.

"Mmm...so beautiful...so comfortable...Ertai...harder...faster...mmm...I'm going to...come...ahhh..."

Hearing his concubine Lingfei's continuous panting as he thrust into her, Ertai became even more excited. His large hand reached from behind to Lingfei's chest, caressing her breasts a few times before gently turning her upper body to face him. Then, Ertai's lips sucked on Lingfei's nipples while his hand impatiently thrust into Lingfei's beautiful orifice.

At this moment, Lingfei was very nervous, after all, her daughter was sleeping less than ten centimeters in front of her. She was doing this with her daughter's cousin and nephew behind her daughter's back, and she couldn't help but urge Ertai to finish quickly.

"Ertai... ah... you're not... um... can't you... hurry up... if... ah... Ninth Princess wakes up... it'll be troublesome... um... it'll be too much..."

Since Ninth Princess was nearby, Ertai didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He rubbed Lingfei's clitoris with his fingers to enhance his stimulation while vigorously thrusting into her vagina.

Feeling Lingfei's lower body becoming increasingly wet and smooth from his ministrations, Ertai sighed comfortably. Making love with Lingfei was different from other women; her vagina tightly gripped his penis from front to back, providing sensation throughout, unlike other women whose opening was tight while the inside was loose, or who were loose both inside and out.

Maintaining the side-lying position and entering Lingfei from behind for about an incense stick's time, Ertai still didn't feel the urge to ejaculate, but he was getting tired of the position. He patted Lingfei's buttocks from behind, signaling her to lie on her back on the bed.

Consort Ling, fearing her daughter might suddenly wake up, was only thinking of finishing as soon as possible. After a slight hesitation, she followed Ertai's instructions, lying on her back on the bed with her legs wide open, bringing her wet, rosy vulva, which Ertai had been thrusting into, close to him. She said anxiously, "Ertai, come in quickly..."

Although he knew that his aunt was urging him anxiously because she was afraid that Ninth Princess would wake up, Ertai still couldn't help but feel excited. He stroked Consort Ling's beautiful breasts with one hand, and with the other hand, he held his penis, aimed it at Consort Ling's vulva, and with a 'swoosh,' thrust his large penis into her beautiful vulva.

"Mmm...so comfortable...so beautiful..."

Consort Ling's legs were bent, her heels pressed tightly against the sheets, her toes pointed upwards. Ertai's long penis made Consort Ling's heart leap into her throat, and her lower body felt a tingling, numb sensation from the thrusting. With each thrust, Consort Ling's buttocks contracted tightly, her hands involuntarily gripping Ertai's waist, as if afraid he would thrust too hard.

"Ah...so deep...harder...good brother...faster..." Consort Ling bit her lip, her hair swaying, and with each thrust, she couldn't help but let out an uncontrollable moan. Her whole body began to heat up, her areolas became even pinker, and her small nipples hardened and stood erect.

Ertai suddenly lifted Consort Ling up, so that Consort Ling was straddling him. Ertai sat on the bed, his legs outstretched, and Consort Ling and Ertai held each other tightly, their legs spread wide, their small feet, painted with black rose nail polish, curled inwards.

Ertai lifted Consort Ling's buttocks, moving his penis up and down, thrusting it deep into her vagina. The tight embrace stimulated her intensely, causing her to go limp and beg, "Ah...no...I can't take it...ah...I don't want it anymore...ahhh..."

Consort Ling leaned weakly against Ertai, trembling with every movement, her soft moans and repeated cries of "no!" fueling Ertai's arousal. He continued to lift and lower her, the movements accompanied by splashing sounds as her vagina became wet and overflowing. Having just

climaxed, Consort Ling looked up, her eyes catching a glimpse of her daughter, Ninth Princess, beside her. Her heart pounded wildly. She couldn't help but think, "Miao'er probably never imagined that her proud mother is right next to her, making love with her cousin, her mother's nephew, Ertai."

As she pondered this, Consort Ling's face burned with embarrassment. At that moment, Ertai turned her over, making her kneel on the bed. He then guided her upturned buttocks and penetrated her from behind, simultaneously admiring the exposed beauty of the Ninth Princess beneath the covers, his mind filled with fantasies.

His eyes were fixed on the Ninth Princess, especially the section of her leg clad in deep flesh-colored stockings peeking out from under the sheets. He watched this alluring, budding young girl, now lying face up asleep before him, allowing him to peep on her. Her equally beautiful mother, meanwhile, had her snow-white buttocks raised, allowing him to penetrate her pink vagina and caress her full, soft breasts, further fueling Ertai's lust.

After a while, Ertai made Consort Ling turn around. He wanted to see Consort Ling naked and the exposed skin of her daughter, Ninth Princess, under the sheets while he thrust into her. Consort Ling lay on the bed, facing Ertai, her eyes occasionally glancing worriedly at Ninth Princess before returning to Ertai, urging him to finish quickly.

Suddenly, she noticed Ertai's gaze towards Ninth Princess and immediately understood. Her small hands quickly covered Ninth Princess's exposed skin with the blanket, leaving only her beautiful head outside.

Ertai had no choice but to turn back and focus all his energy on Consort Ling. In the flickering candlelight, he enjoyed Consort Ling's hot body, his penis thrusting forcefully into her narrow, wet vagina.

Just as both of them were breathing heavily, and just as Consort Ling was trembling and dizzy again, Ninth Princess beside her suddenly moved and murmured something.

The two men froze. Ertai was on top of Consort Ling, his penis still tightly inserted into her body. Consort Ling's arms and legs were wrapped around Ertai, her buttocks even raised off the bed. Their heavy breathing echoed in the room. Unexpectedly,

Ninth Princess simply turned over and fell asleep again, completely unaware that her forehead was being pressed against her by her brother Ertai. The two men, however, were startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

After a long while, hearing the sound of Ninth Princess sleeping, Ertai moved again. Consort Ling's body trembled and convulsed in response to Ertai's thrusts. Consort Ling felt a mix of shame, self-reproach, fear, worry, and tension. Her daughter, Ninth Princess, was right beside her, her breath warm and ticklish on her face, while her nephew Ertai was pressing down on her.

Meanwhile, what made Consort Ling even more uncomfortable was that, despite committing incest with her nephew Ertai in front of her daughter, she was still experiencing continuous orgasms, a perverse pleasure almost exploding within her body.

Despite being extremely ashamed and afraid that Ninth Princess would suddenly wake up, under the tense illusion, complex emotions, and Ertai's intense thrusting, Consort Ling couldn't help but moan incessantly.

"Ah... Ertai... so good... faster... faster... thrust faster... I can't take it... it's so itchy... so... so... so..."

"Ah... ah... Ertai... good husband... so... so... so good... I can't take it anymore..."

Hearing the moans coming from his aunt, Ertai was also excited. He placed his aunt's silk-stockinged legs on his shoulders, allowing his penis to penetrate her more deeply, stronger, and more powerfully, while turning his gaze to Ninth Princess.

As Ninth Princess turned over, the thin blanket slipped off her body, revealing her developing, curvaceous profile. In particular, when Ertai saw Ninth Princess's fair, pink breasts through the slightly lifted bodice, he felt an exhilarating surge of pleasure, as if struck by lightning. At the same time, the penis inserted into Consort Ling's honey hole seemed to have grown even larger.

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