[Urban] Song of Spring (Complete) - 4-6

Chapter Twenty-Six:

Seeing her mother and brother's excited expressions, Wang Fang knew her brother must have ejaculated inside her mother.

So, she reached towards the point where her mother and brother's genitals were joined, feeling a sticky liquid near her mother's labia majora. She rubbed it a few more times before applying what she called "medicine" to her own wound.

"Brother, why isn't this medicine working? I'm still bleeding! Mom, is there not enough medicine? Can you give me more?"

Seeing her daughter's wound still bleeding profusely, Quan Hong hurriedly caught the mixed semen flowing from her body, a large amount. She poured it all onto her daughter's wound.

However, the bleeding didn't stop; it continued to flow.

"Mom—Brother—are you lying to me? Waaah… I'm still… Mom, what should I do?" Wang Fang panicked, because she had never bled so much before.

“Ping’er, that’s strange. How come my injury healed earlier, but Yu’er’s didn’t?”

“How should I know… Oh, right, is it possible that my and Mom’s love fluids can only heal Mom, but not Sister?”

“Ping’er, are you saying that only when your and your sister’s are mixed together can it have the same effect as before?”

“That’s just my guess, I don’t know if that’s true.”

“Brother, then try it. I’ve been itching down there ever since I saw you inserting it into Mom.” After saying that, Wang Fang also lay down on the sofa and used her other hand to take off her outer pants and underwear, not caring about the blood flowing from her hand.

“Alright, I guess I’ll have to try it.” After saying that, Wang Ping’s large penis was inserted into his sister’s tender white vulva lying on the sofa.

At this time, Quan Hong had already given way to her son and daughter and moved to another short sofa. Her hand was still pressing on her lower body, because there was still a lot of her son’s semen and her own vaginal fluid inside her. She didn’t want to go to the bathroom to wash it off. She wanted her son’s thing to stay inside her. She always felt very comfortable that way.

"Ah... Brother, be gentle... go slower... you're almost tearing me apart."

"Sister, if you don't go faster, how will your fluids stop flowing? Don't you want to stop the bleeding?"

"Ah... Brother, you're too fast... ah..."

Wang Ping ignored his sister's pleas for mercy. He just kept thrusting in and out. It was the first time he'd ever done this while his mother was watching TV. He felt it was different from before, so he thrust wildly.

After twenty minutes of rapid movements, Wang Ping finally ejaculated inside his sister's vagina. Of course, his sister had already climaxed.

Wang Ping pulled his penis out of his sister's vagina and quickly caught the fluid flowing from her opening. He told his sister to remove her hand from the wound and then smeared a large amount of the fluid on her wound.

"Sister, it's really stopped. Mom, come and see, the bleeding has stopped!"

Quan Hong, holding her own genitals, also came over to see what was going on. "Wow, Ping'er, it really stopped. Fang'er, we weren't lying to you, were we?"

Wang Fang, having recovered a bit from her brother's rapid thrusting, exclaimed, "Mom, this is really strange! Why does it have to be both my brother's and mine? I wonder if my scar will disappear? If so, my brother's semen is a treasure!"

Upon hearing that her son's semen was a treasure, Quan Hong realized there was still a lot of semen in her vagina. If it was a treasure, what would happen if she ingested it? Thinking this, she pretended to go to the bathroom and hurried there. She released her hand from her vulva, and a mixture of her son's and her own semen flowed out. Although some had come out earlier, it still filled her palm. She smelled it, finding it refreshing and faintly fragrant.

Quan Hong tasted it with the tip of her tongue and immediately felt a wave of comfort wash over her. She couldn't help but gulp it all down, and licked clean everything on her hands that she had previously considered dirty.

Within minutes, Quan Hong felt a warm current spread throughout her body. Because the room was air-conditioned, she wasn't wearing many clothes, but she still felt her body slowly warming up. The fatigue she felt after having sex with her son twice earlier vanished instantly, and it felt as if a lot of energy was flowing to every cell in her body, making her feel much better.

She never imagined that what she and her son had slept together would have such miraculous effects.

She had tried eating her own vaginal fluids before, after overhearing a young man at work talking about how it was edible and had health benefits. She tried it, but found it a bit salty and fishy. She didn't find any miraculous effects, and the taste wasn't great either. So she never tried it again.

After having physical contact with her son, he developed a peculiar fondness for licking her genitals. Watching him relish the vaginal fluid flowing from her body, she sometimes felt the urge to consume his as well. Once, her son even asked her to ingest his semen, claiming it could regulate certain female functions. However, she felt embarrassed, wondering if it was too lewd and potentially detrimental to her son's future development. So, she made excuses and refused. After that, her son never asked her to do anything she didn't want to.

Thus, she never ingested her son's semen.

Quan Hong thought to herself that she would be consuming her son's and her own semen mixed together every day from now on; how could she let such a precious substance go to waste?

She also thought that the first thing she would do at work tomorrow was to thoroughly investigate the reasons behind this.

Suddenly, she remembered that she should give this miraculous "potion" a name. So, she had a flash of inspiration and named it "Hong Ping Fang" Family Health Oral Liquid.

Haha, what a great name! She couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

In Chapter Twenty-Seven

, after stopping his sister's bleeding in the living room, Wang Ping reinserted his large penis into her tender vagina.

Just then, the phone beside the sofa rang.

Wang Ping picked up the phone, and a man's voice came from the other end, "Hello, is this Second Aunt? This is Wang Qiang!"

"Are you Brother Qiang? This is Wang Ping. Have Aunt and Sister Yu arrived home yet?"

"Oh, it's Brother Ping. My mom and sister arrived a little while ago, so don't worry. My little brother is inside my mom right now. By the way, Brother Ping, why did you shave all of my mom's and sister's pubic hair?"

"Brother Qiang, I didn't shave them. Aunt and Sister Yu shaved them themselves."

"Brother Ping, what do you think of my sister and mom?"

"Good, not bad, they're quite beautiful."

"I'm not talking about their appearance, I'm talking about their private parts."

"Oh, you mean Aunt and Sister Yu's breasts? They're alright, but they have a lot of hair. I don't like hairy breasts. So... what is Sister Yu doing now?"

"What else could she be doing? I'm fucking my mom, and of course, my dad is fucking my sister."

"You guys don't even let Aunt and Sister Yu rest for a bit, you fuck them as soon as they get home..."

"What? My mom made me do it herself. Isn't she worried about me? Pingdi, you've already slept with my mom and sister, can you let me too...?"

"What? Wang Qiang, do you know what you're saying? Who do you think you are?" Wang Ping interrupted Wang Qiang before he could finish speaking. He knew what Wang Qiang was about to say. He loved his mother and sister very much and would not tolerate anyone having any improper thoughts about them. So when he heard Wang Qiang say this, he immediately got angry and did not call Wang Qiang "Brother Qiang" but called him by his name. “Wang Qiang, I’m telling you, don’t say anything more, and don’t even think about it, understand? Otherwise you’ll regret it!”

“Pingdi, don’t be angry. Haven’t you fucked my mother and sister?”

“Yes, I’ve fucked Auntie, and I’ve fucked Sister Yu too. I even fucked both of them at the same time, one on top, one on the bottom. I was fucking two women’s cunts overlapping. So what? Can you come up with 100,000 yuan to show me?”

“Pingdi, don’t be angry. I was just saying…” Before Wang Qiang could finish speaking, Wang Ping heard another voice on the other end of the phone, “Ping’er, this is your aunt. Qiang’er was just talking nonsense. Don’t listen to his lies!”

“Auntie, I’m really angry. Qiang’er actually wanted to make a move on my mother. What is he? All he knows is how to fuck you

. He doesn’t study hard at all…” “Ping’er, don’t take it to heart. How can he compare to you? He was just joking.”

"Auntie, is Qiang's little thing inside you right now?"

"Yes, it is. As soon as I got back, I took a shower, and your Qiang..."

"Then tell him to pull his little thing out of you now, and don't let him put it in Sister Yu's either. Starve him for a week, that's his punishment. Otherwise, I'll make him pay back my 100,000 yuan within a year."

"Ping'er, this..."

"Auntie, are you reluctant to let your son suffer? Okay..."

"No, no, Ping'er, I'll just do as you say." Wang Ping really heard his auntie speaking loudly to Qiang on the phone, telling him to do what he had just said.

After hearing this, Wang Ping deliberately slammed the phone down.

Wang Ping was just trying to scare Wang Qiang, to make them submit in terms of momentum. He thought: How could Wang Qiang know whether he was having sex with his mother or his sister?

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ping pulled his big penis out of his sister's tender hole. Wang Yu pressed her hand against her vaginal opening to prevent the mixture of her and her brother's fluids from flowing out. Although her brother had used a lot to stop the bleeding, there was still a considerable amount inside due to his ejaculation. She then got up and headed to the bathroom.

At that moment, Wang Ping saw his mother also coming out of the bathroom. When she met his sister, she whispered something in her ear, and his sister nodded and went to the bathroom.

Wang Ping thought that since his mother had agreed, he could have sex with her in the living room from now on, whether his sister was there or not. To prevent his mother from changing her mind, he wanted to completely change her mindset—that they couldn't do it in the living room when his sister was present, that they could only do it alone in the living room, or that the three of them could only do it in bed. He wanted to solidify this changed understanding in his mother's mind, so he pulled his mother onto the sofa and started having sex with her again.

Quan Hong felt much better after taking the so-called "Hong Ping Fang" family health oral liquid. She also felt a slight itch in her lower body and really wanted her son's penis inside her. So she gave in to her son again.

In the bathroom, Wang Fang was doing as her mother had instructed, swallowing all the remaining vaginal fluid from herself and her brother. Just as her mother had said, the taste was refreshing, and soon her whole body began to warm up, filled with vitality again.

In the living room, Wang Ping had only been penetrating his mother for less than five minutes when the phone rang again. He picked up the receiver somewhat angrily, and upon hearing the call, he realized it was his homeroom teacher, Liu Jing, calling. He and his mother immediately stopped what they were doing.

"Ah, Teacher Liu... Happy New Year. This is Wang Ping. What's up?"

"Why can't I call you if there's nothing wrong? I wanted to ask how your homework is going. Have you finished it?" "

Teacher Liu, almost done. Only a few questions from the humanities subjects—geography, history, and politics—remain. Thank you for your concern, Teacher Liu. I'll definitely finish them all by the time school registration starts. I won't miss a single question, and I guarantee they'll all be correct.

Teacher Liu, you can rest assured now."

"Okay then. I still need to ask the other students. See you at the start of school." "

Teacher Liu, see you at the start of school! Wishing you happiness every day."

"Thank you, Wang Ping. I'm hanging up now."

Wang Ping only put down the phone after hearing the other end hang up.

After hanging up, Wang Ping continued doing what he hadn't finished with his mother.

"Beep...beep...beep..." Less than five minutes later, the phone next to the sofa rang again.

"Mom, who could it be this time? Why are there so many calls today?" At this moment, Wang Ping's penis was thrusting in and out of his mother's vagina, enjoying the happiness his mother was giving him. He really didn't want to answer the phone again.

“Why don’t you answer it and you’ll know!” Quan Hong, lying beneath her son, laughed as she spoke to him.

“No, I won’t answer it, I’m feeling good right now!” Wang Ping said as he thrust rapidly.

“Ah…ah, Ping…son…Mom…Mom…is…so…good…ah…ah…”

“Beep…beep…beep…” The phone rang briefly before ringing again.

“Ping…son, ah…ah…be good, answer the…phone, ah…ah…”

“Beep…beep…beep…”

Wang Ping had to stop. He straightened up and reached for the phone.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Wang Ping put the receiver to his ear and asked somewhat unhappily, “Hello, who is it?”

“Hello, is this Ping-di?” A delicate woman’s voice came from the other end of the line.

“Yes, it is. Who is this?”

“I’m your sister Gao Ming. Is my aunt home?”

“Yes, do you need to talk to her?”

“Yes, let my aunt answer the phone!”

“Mom, here’s your phone. Aunt Gao Ming from my second aunt’s family says she wants to talk to you.” Wang Ping handed the phone to his mother.

"Mingming is calling me? What could it be?" Quan Hong took the phone from her son.

Her son resumed his rapid thrusting.

Quan Hong quickly covered the phone with her hand: "Ah, ah... Ping... you... stop for a moment... son, ah... ah... wait... Mom... answer the phone... you, then... ah... ah... or you can be gentler, ah... ah..." Wang Ping had to slow down his thrusting.

"Hello, is this Ming'er? This is your aunt, what do you need?"

"Auntie, hmph... hmph..." Quan Hong heard Gao Ming crying on the other end.

"Ming'er, don't cry. What happened? Tell your auntie slowly, don't cry."

"Auntie, come quickly... My mom is sick, very sick, she's dying... Please come quickly and think of something for us... Auntie, come quickly, come quickly..."

"Ming'er, don't panic, your auntie will be there soon. Don't cry. Now you and Feng'er need to take good care of your mom. Auntie will be there soon, but I might not arrive until tomorrow morning. Don't cry, don't cry." Quan Hong slowly put down the phone.

"Mom, what's wrong? You seem to be in such a hurry." Wang Ping then began thrusting rapidly again.

"Ah...ah...Ping...er, it's...almost done, ah...ah...we...have to hurry...to your...second aunt's...house, ah...ah...Ping...er, ah...ah...be good, ah...ah..."

"Mom, Ping'er will be done soon, almost done." Wang Ping said as he rapidly thrust his thick penis in and out of his mother's vagina. After completely withdrawing his long penis from her vagina, he thrust it in deeply again, reaching the cervix deep within her vagina. He repeated this more than two hundred times before he began to feel the urge to ejaculate.

His mother's two large breasts bounced rhythmically up and down with her son's thrusts...

"Ah...ah...Ping'er, Mom is going to heaven again!"

After another forty or fifty thrusts, Wang Ping shouted, "Ah...ah...Mom, Ping'er is going to lose too!" Before he finished speaking, a stream of hot fluid gushed deep into his mother's uterus.

This was the third time Wang Ping had ejaculated inside his mother's vagina since seeing the old lady off that day.

Quan Hong tightly embraced her son, who was giving her pleasure, not letting his penis withdraw from her vagina, which was already filled with his semen. She wanted to savor the lingering pleasure her son had given her; she always did this. Even though they had urgent business, she let her son remain inside her. Her son's hands were constantly kneading his mother's two large, elastic breasts. He didn't want to pull his penis out of his mother's wonderfully moist vagina; he found the feeling extremely comfortable…

The mother and son embraced like this for about two minutes before Quan Hong told her son to leave her body. "Ping'er, go wash up quickly. We have to go to your second aunt's house right away. Your second aunt is sick, quite seriously. Your sister Mingming just called to tell me." After

Wang Ping pulled his penis out of his mother's vagina, he saw his mother press her white opening against it as she headed towards her bedroom.

After Quan Hong entered her room, she quickly placed a water glass on the table between her thighs. After a short while, estimating the liquid had drained, she lifted the glass. She examined it carefully; it was about one-sixth the height of the glass, and had no unusual color, similar to what usually flowed from her.

She then took out a bottle, unscrewed the cap, and slowly poured the liquid from the glass into it. She had brought this bottle back from work before the Spring Festival for emergencies. Unexpectedly, it had come in handy.

She sealed the bottle tightly and put it in her desk drawer. She thought: after returning from her sister's house, she would take it around and study it carefully.

Seeing that there was still a small amount of her family's health supplement in the glass, Quan Hong drank it again, poured half a glass of mineral water to rinse away the remaining liquid molecules, and then drank the rest. Only then did she begin packing her luggage.

As Quan Hong entered her room, Wang Fang also came out of the bathroom and bumped into her brother who was walking in. Wang Ping grabbed his sister again, pinned her against the wall, and then pulled off her pants and panties. He then thrust his still-wet penis, which he had just pulled out of his mother's vagina, into his sister's bare, tender vagina.

Two minutes later, a series of moans escaped Wang Fang's lips: "Ah, ah... Brother, you... be... gentle... ah... ah... so... so... comfortable, ah... ah... Brother... your... little brother... makes... sister... so... so... comfortable, ah... ah... Brother... where... Mom... is... Mom... ah... ah..."

"Sister, Mom just finished being... fucked by her brother, ah... she's probably cleaning her little pussy in her room!"

At this moment, Quan Hong came out of the room looking for something. Seeing her son and daughter doing that while standing, she said, "Oh, Ping'er, Fang'er, why are you standing like this... isn't this tiring?... You have to hurry, after I finish cleaning, we have to go to your second aunt's house to see your second aunt right away."

"Ah... ah... Mom... second aunt... what... happened to her, ah... ah..." Wang Fang was so engrossed in her brother's penetration that she could barely speak.

"Fang'er, your second aunt is sick... Ping'er, hurry up, I just booked a flight to your second aunt's house for midnight."

"Mom, isn't there still more than two hours? How can things be that quick? Besides, I just ejaculated in your hole, it's still early. Sister, let's go to bed, I'm feeling a bit tired."

"Okay, brother, carry me over."

Wang Ping held his sister tightly around his waist, carried her to the bedside, and laid her flat on the bed, his penis still firmly inserted in her vagina, and then he began to move quickly again.

Five or six minutes later, Wang Fang cried out, "Ah...ah...brother...brother, you...insert...it...so...good, sister...feels...so...comfortable, ah...ah...brother...sister...is going to...come, ah...ah..."

Six or seven minutes later, Wang Ping also began to ejaculate: "Sister...sister...brother...is going to...ascend...to heaven, ah...ah..."

The brother and sister reached orgasm one after the other...

the brother sprayed his hot semen into his sister's vagina.

...

At 10:50 PM, Wang Ping, his mother, and his sister left home, got into a car, and headed straight for Taiyang Airport, embarking on their journey to their second aunt's house.

Wang Ping's second aunt lived in Moon City, more than 800 kilometers away. Moon City and Taiyang City were both famous cities in the country, but Taiyang City was more developed than Moon City. Whether in terms of economy, education, or other aspects, Moon City was slightly inferior to Taiyang City. However, Moon City still ranked eighth among the top ten leading cities in the country.

Wang Ping and his group arrived in Moon City close to 1 a.m. After leaving the airport, they took a taxi into Moon City and arrived at their aunt's house at 3:20 a.m.

Chapter Twenty-Nine :

Quan Hong entered the house, put down her things, and without even washing up, went straight to her sister's bedroom.

"Second sister, what's wrong?" Quan Hong hugged her sister's head tightly, tears already streaming down her face.

"Sister...sister, you...you're here." Her sister spoke very softly, and Quan Hong had to put her ear close to her sister's to hear her.

"Hmm, sister, how did you suddenly become like this? You called me two months ago and you were perfectly fine."

"Sister... I don't know... what happened. Not long ago... I caught a bit of a cold, and then... I wasn't careful enough, and my condition... worsened... Now... medicine and injections aren't working... It seems... I'm not going to make it. Thank you... for coming to see me. Oh... look... Ping'er, Fang'er... they've grown up so much. Ping'er, Fang'er, come here... let your second aunt take a good look at you."

Wang Ping and Wang Fang walked to their second aunt's side, and in this atmosphere, they couldn't help but shed tears.

"Oh, Fang'er, you've grown so tall! You'll be in high school soon, right?"

"Second Aunt, Fang'er is currently in her third year of junior high, and she'll be in her first year of high school this September."

"Fang...er, you're so...beautiful! Look...at those...bright...big, sparkling eyes, and your face...is so fair...with a rosy glow!"

"Second Aunt, what are you saying? Fang'er's getting shy."

"What's there to be...shy about? Being beautiful is being beautiful! Ping...er, come a little closer! Oh...sister...look...Ping'er is so...cute! You've grown...taller...taller...taller! You're probably even...taller than...your mom!"

"Second Aunt, I'm the same height as my mom."

“Sister…sister, you have such a…handsome…son and…beautiful…daughter, you are so…

happy. I…can see…you two now, and I feel…very…happy. Sister…tomorrow…and Feng’er…I…entrust…to…you.”

“Sister, don’t think like that. Your illness will get better, it will definitely get better. You have to be strong. Sister, you will definitely get better.”

“Sister, you…don’t…comfort…me. I know about my illness. Tomorrow, Feng’er…go…make something to eat. Your aunt…they must be…hungry after their journey. Sister…you two should go…take a bath.” Gao

Ming and Gao Feng went to cook, and Quan Hong told them that they only needed to make a bowl of noodles. Wang Fang went to take a bath with her mother, while Wang Ping stayed alone with his second aunt. If he were at home, Wang Ping would also go to take a bath with his mother and sister, but this was at his second aunt’s house. How could he reveal his relationship with his mother and sister? He could only endure it for the time being. Wang Ping’s second

aunt was named Quan Lan, and she was married to a high school teacher surnamed Gao. My second aunt was a very conservative, honest, and dutiful person—a typical traditional woman. Her husband treated her very well, and the couple were deeply in love. They had only two daughters, Gao Ming and Gao Feng. However, five years ago, her husband suddenly passed away due to an acute illness.

It was then that he, his mother, and his younger sister came to his second aunt's house for the funeral. He was still young then, and he only remembered that his second aunt was very beautiful, and his two older sisters were also very beautiful. Now, his two older sisters were even more charming and mature. His second aunt was still as captivating as ever, even now, in her illness, she was still beautiful and lovely.

At this moment, only Wang Ping and his second aunt were in the room. Wang Ping was staring intently at his second aunt, making her a little embarrassed.

Due to her illness, his second aunt's face looked slightly sickly, but now it actually had a kind of sickly beauty. His second aunt's figure and appearance were similar to his mother's, but she was just a little bit less beautiful than his mother, but of course, she could be considered a beauty.

"Second Aunt, you're so beautiful..."

"Ping...'er, you're so good at...talking. Second Aunt is...so sick...and you still...make fun of...Second Aunt."

"Really, Second Aunt, Ping'er isn't lying to you, you really are beautiful, just as pretty as my mother."

"Ping...'er, you're so...cute. Second Aunt is afraid...that I'm not going to make it. I really...can't bear to...you."

"Second Aunt, don't think like that. My mother will definitely find a way. You'll definitely get better, really, Second Aunt, you'll get better!"

"Ping'er, remember you...are seven months younger than your Sister Feng...and you're...sixteen this year, right?"

"Yes, Second Aunt, Ping'er is sixteen this year."

"Like your Sister Feng...you're in...first year of high school, right?"

"Yes, Second Aunt, I'm in my first year of high school."

"Are your grades...good?"

"Not bad."

"What do you mean...good, Ping...'er? Can you...be more specific?"

"It means I'm first in my class and the whole grade in every subject."

“Ping…’er, you’re so… modest. You’re the top student in the whole grade, and you still say… ‘not bad.’ Sigh, if… Feng’er’s grades… were as good as yours… I would… be relieved.”

“Second Aunt, my sister Feng’s grades are very good. I’ve even read the two essays she’s published. Ping’er, I only know how to study, I don’t know anything else. How can I compare to Sister Feng?”

“She’s only… better in humanities…that’s all. Her science grades…are quite…bad. Ping’er, you…are siblings, you should…help each other….”

“Second Aunt, what do you want me to do?”

“Ping’er, you can…guide…Sister Feng a little in science, otherwise…she

…is… hopeless.”

“Okay, Auntie, Ping’er promises you.”

Quan Lan held Wang Ping’s head in her arms. “That’s right, this… is… the good Ping’er of Auntie.”

Wang Ping’s head rested on Auntie’s chest, his face pressed against her nipple. Auntie was dressed very lightly, so it felt as if she was naked. For some reason, his penis suddenly became erect. Of course, Auntie didn’t see this change because she was lying on the bed, while his lower body was off the bed. Wang Ping really wanted to lie on Auntie’s chest like this for a long time. This feeling was so good, something he had never experienced with his mother, sister, aunt, or Sister Yu. It was indescribable…

After eating noodles, Quan Hong and her sister were talking in the room.

Wang Ping sat on the slightly old sofa, observing everything in the living room. On the TV cabinet, which was still quite outdated in the early 1990s, there was a 25-inch color TV. Next to the TV was a VCD player, but there were no matching speakers. In front of the sofa was a not-so-new coffee table with a few glasses on it; there was nothing else for this snack-loving boy to eat. The walls were also bare.

It seemed his aunt's family hadn't been doing very well these past few years.

Four teenagers were watching late-night television in the living room. Wang Ping's eyes were fixed on two beautiful women, Gao Ming and Gao Feng, who looked very similar and were about the same height. Gao Ming was introverted and not very talkative, while Gao Feng was extroverted, a typical chatterbox, incredibly eloquent and never holding back.

Wang Ping hadn't seen these two beauties for several years, so he kept finding topics to talk about with them, showing no signs of fatigue. The four of them chatted and laughed, discussing everything from astronomy to geography, even topics related to men and women. The two sisters in the room could only hear bursts of laughter, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, coming from the living room.

But Gao Ming's voice was quieter; after all, she had graduated from high school and was now a freshman in college, unlike her three younger siblings who were still in middle school. She had matured considerably, her breasts now full and round, higher than Gao Feng's, and Wang Ping estimated they were about the same size as his younger sister Wang Fang's. At nineteen, she was like a flower in full bloom. Wang Ping really wanted to pluck this flower, this blossoming flower.

Thinking this, Wang Ping's eyes involuntarily became fixed on Gao Ming's chest…

Chapter Thirty

"Hey, hey!" Gao Feng pointed at Wang Ping and shouted, "You little pervert, why are you staring at my sister's chest? Oh, sister, look at those eyes of his, it's like he's trying to see right through your clothes! Hey, Ping-di, did you see my sister's nipples?"

Wang Ping stammered, at a loss for words, "I…I…I was just thinking about something, but…but my gaze just happened…just happened to land on Ming-jie's…that spot, that's all. How could you…say that?"

Gao Feng was a… She was always outspoken, especially at home. She'd say whatever came to mind. I remember once, while taking a bath, she asked her mother, "Mom, you're over thirty, how come your vulva is just like ours, without a single pubic hair?" Another time, she asked something even more unusual. It was during a family meal, when the four of them were enjoying their food. She suddenly asked, "Mom, why were you moaning so loudly last night? My sister and I couldn't sleep. Was it because Dad's was too big and long, and you couldn't handle it?" How could the conservative Quan Lan answer such questions?

Gao Feng's words had made Wang Ping and Gao Ming very uncomfortable, their faces turning red.

"Sister, how could you say that to Ping-di!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong? I was just telling the truth. Why can't I say that? Ping-di's eyes were just staring at your 'high' place. Why don't you ask Ping-di? Ping-di, tell the truth, was what I said true?"

"Alright, Sister Feng, please forgive my brother. Ah, Sister Feng, my brother didn't mean it, did he?" Wang Fang pulled Gao Feng's hand, trying to give her brother a way out. She didn't want him to be so embarrassed; she saw his face was as red as a ripe apple.

"Fang-mei's words are more pleasing to the ear. Okay, Ping-di, Sister Feng won't hold it against you. I don't want to make things difficult for you either, because I still need to ask you for advice. Ping-di, you wouldn't be so petty, would you?"

"No. Sister Feng, I'm far inferior to you in terms of your eloquence. I still want to ask you for advice!"

The four chatted and laughed, and before they knew it, it was 4:30 in the morning. Although they had taken a nap on the plane, the journey was still somewhat tiring, and Wang Fang and Wang Ping were already sleepy. Quan Hong was still talking to her sister, as if she had a thousand words to say and could never finish.

Gao Ming's house only had two bedrooms. Usually, Gao Ming and her sister slept in one room, and their mother slept in the other. Now that Wang Ping was here, it was difficult to arrange. Wang Fang could sleep with the Gao sisters, Quan Hong could sleep with her older sister, but where would Wang Ping be placed? On the sofa? On the floor? There was nothing to cover him with, since no one usually came over, so nothing had been prepared. Now, Wang Ping, Wang Fang, Gao Ming, and Gao Feng could only sit there, waiting for Quan Hong to make arrangements.

The clock struck five. Quan Hong came out of her sister's bedroom. "Oh, still watching TV? Aren't you sleepy?"

"Auntie, what do you think we should do?" Gao Ming asked Quan Hong for her opinion. Wang Ping and Wang Fang deliberately remained silent.

"Alright, alright, look at you all. Do you think Ping'er would sleep with the three of you?"

"Then where will he sleep?" Gao Feng immediately asked.

"Of course, he'll sleep with me and your mother!"

"That probably won't work, will it?" Gao Feng pouted again.

"What's wrong with that?"

"My mother won't agree."

"It was your mother's idea. Go on, you three sisters should have a good chat. Ping'er, come with me, we should go to sleep."

Wang Ping followed his mother to the room. His mother went in first, and when he came in, she was already in bed with his second aunt. He thought he was at home, forgetting that he was at his second aunt's house. He quickly took off all his clothes, revealing his large and long penis.

"Ah, Ping'er, how come you... took off all your clothes..." His second aunt was so excited that she couldn't speak. But she felt a surge of energy, a rush of heat spread through her body, and her eyes brightened and she became more energetic.

Quan Lan hadn't seen a man's penis for five years, and she had never seen one so big and long.

When Wang Ping got into bed and crawled under the covers, he saw his second aunt leaning against his mother. His face turned red, and he hurriedly buried his head in his mother's arms, between her large breasts.

“Sister, how can Ping’er’s be so big and so long…” Quan Lan only glanced at it, but she had the strength to speak and stopped stuttering.

"Sister, look at you, who would know?"

"Hey, little sister, I used to be a very honest woman. I know I don't have much time left, and I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me. Just now I saw Ping'er's big and long thing, and for some reason, I suddenly felt much more energetic. Really, look, I can even speak smoothly now. Little sister, haven't you noticed anything?"

"Sister, of course I know! Didn't I say you'd get better?"

"You didn't prescribe any magic pills, how would you know I'd get better? Is it just a final burst of energy?"

"No, sister, as long as you do as I say, you'll definitely get better."

"Then what medicine will you prescribe for me?"

"Sister, the medicine to cure you is Ping'er."

"Nonsense, Ping'er is a person, how can he be medicine?"

"Come on, Ping'er, lie in the middle."

"Ah, little sister, no, you absolutely can't do this! I know what you're talking about, how can this be?"

"Sister, why not? Didn't you say you're not afraid now? Why not try?"

"But..."

“But what? I’m Ping’er’s woman now, what are you afraid of?”

“What? Sister, you’re saying this on purpose for your older sister to hear, aren’t you? You’re mother and son, how can you…”

“Sister, why can’t I? I love Ping’er very much, and Ping’er loves me very much too. Why can’t we have other kinds of love besides mother-son love? Come on, Ping’er, insert it into Mommy’s vagina, make your second aunt believe it, so that your second aunt will get better.” Quan Hong said as she took off her underwear.

Chapter Thirty-One

The morning in Moon City was no longer so noisy, but rather very quiet.

But in the silence, the occasional low hum of a taxi could be heard.

Wang Ping heard his mother’s call very clearly. As usual, his precious child should be nestled in his mother’s warm bed at this time.

Having been hungry for a long time, Wang Ping immediately rolled onto his mother after hearing her say this, and immediately inserted his large penis into his mother’s already wet vagina.

“Ah…ah…Ping’er, you’re so good at it, ah…ah…Mommy…it feels so good…ah…ah…Ping’er, keep going…faster, ah…ah…yes, just like that, ah…ah…Ping’er, you’re so good at it, ah…ah…” Quan Hong was deliberately shouting loudly, trying to provoke her sister.

“Ah…ah…Mommy, Ping’er hasn’t touched you for almost a whole night, ah…ah…it feels so good to be inside you now, Mommy, it feels so good, ah…ah…”

Quan Hong shouted as she touched her sister’s vulva with her hand. “Oh, Ping’er, your second aunt’s vulva is wet too, go comfort your second aunt and treat her illness. Go, Mommy is already satisfied.” Quan Hong was saying this to her sister; her son hadn’t even been inside her for five minutes, how could she be satisfied so easily?

“No, sister, this won’t do… Ping’er, don’t come. Just do it with your mother. How can this be?”

“Sister, can’t we just treat it as treatment for your illness?”

“This…”

“Sister, don’t think about it so much. Haven’t you not touched a man’s thing for five years?”

“But, this…”

“Oh dear, sister, why have you become so long-winded? You weren’t like this before!”

“But…but…he’s Ping’er!”

“So what if he’s Ping’er? I’m his mother. I’ve given him everything. What are you afraid of? You’re still his aunt.”

“Then…”

“Ping’er, go ahead.”

Wang Ping got off his mother. His mother immediately took off his aunt’s underwear and panties, revealing his aunt’s naked, beautiful, and white body.

“Ah… Second Aunt, your body is so beautiful. Really, Second Aunt, so beautiful. Your breasts are as big as my mother's, do you have milk? Oh, Second Aunt, why is your vulva so bare, just like my mother's?”

“Ping’er, what are you babbling about? Hurry up and get on top, look, your Second Aunt's vagina is already leaking water.”

“Second Aunt, then Ping’er will come.” After saying that, Wang Ping pressed down on his Second Aunt, and aimed his big, long penis at the entrance of her vagina, his buttocks sinking down, and with a “whoosh” sound, his entire penis was completely absorbed into his Second Aunt's smooth, hairless vulva.

“Ah…”

“Ping’er, be gentle. Your second aunt is not like your mother, and besides, she is currently ill.”

“Yes, Mom.” After saying that, Wang Ping slowly entered and withdrew.

“Ping’er, don’t listen to your mother. Do whatever you want. Don’t worry about your aunt. Your aunt can handle it.”

“No, Aunt, you’ve been sick for so long. Your body is still very weak. I can’t move too much.”

“Ah…ah…Ping’er, your little brother is making your aunt feel so full, so…comfortable. Ah…ah…”

“Sister, keep your voice down. What if they hear you tomorrow and think you’re seriously ill and want to come in to see you? What will you do then?”

“Ah…ah…Sister…Sister, Ping’er…is making me…feel so good. This is the most comfortable time I’ve had in my thirty-eight years as a woman. Ah…ah…Ping’er, please…push it in faster. Ah…ah…Sister, my illness seems to be a little better now…not as serious as before. Before, I felt uncomfortable everywhere, but now…it feels so good. Ah…ah…Ping’er, you are truly my…good Ping’er. Ah…ah…Sister…Sister, I…am…going to…come…ah…ah…”

"Sister, are you alright? Look at Ping'er, he's still so fierce... Ping'er, why don't you come and fuck Mom again?"

"No, little sister, even though I came once, I'm still fine, really, I don't feel tired at all, not tired at all, Ping'er, just fuck me without worry, ah... ah... Ping'er, your little brother is so good, Auntie likes it so much, ah... ah..."

"Auntie, your little breasts feel so good too, they're squeezing Ping'er's little brother so tightly, Mom, Auntie's are really tight, even tighter than Mom's, ah... ah..."

"Ping'er, your Auntie's little breasts haven't been fucked by a man's thing for five years, of course they're a little tight, but you fuck Mom every day, how could Mom's be as tight as your Auntie's?"

“Sister, you really know how to enjoy yourself. You get to have a virgin gun as big and long as Ping’er inserted into you every day. You’re so lucky. Ah…ah…Ping’er, thrust faster, deeper, all the way into your aunt’s womb…ah…

ah…Ping’er, you’re amazing, ah…ah…Your aunt is almost at her second orgasm, and you’re still so powerful, ah…ah…Ping’er, your aunt is going to heaven again, ah…ah…”

“Aunt, Ping’er is going to cum too, ah…ah…”

After his aunt’s second orgasm, Wang Ping also reached his climax, a powerful torrent shooting straight into his aunt’s depths.

…

“Knock…knock…knock” A knock sounded at the door. "Mom—, what's wrong? Why are you screaming so loudly? Are you in a lot of pain? Should I call the doctor? Auntie, please open the door and let us see Mom. My sister and I are really worried. Auntie, please open the door! Pingdi, why aren't you opening the door?..."

"Ming'er, Feng'er, Mom is fine. You two go to sleep. Mom is perfectly fine now, I don't feel any pain at all, really. You two go back to sleep." Quan Lan said loudly to Gao Ming and Gao Feng, who were knocking on the door. Her voice didn't sound like that of someone who had been sick for more than ten days.

"Mom, are you really okay?" Gao Ming asked again from outside the door.

"Really, Mom is really okay. You two go to sleep." Quan Lan said to her two daughters again.

Wang Fang was also outside the door trying to persuade Gao Ming and Gao Feng, "Ming-jie, go to sleep. Auntie will be fine. I think my mother has already drugged Auntie. She'll be better tomorrow. Come on—"

After pulling Gao Ming and Gao Feng back to their room to sleep, Wang Fang couldn't fall asleep. She had heard the sounds coming from Auntie's bedroom earlier. She knew that her brother must have been having sex with Auntie. Otherwise, why would Auntie have made such a loud noise? Hadn't she been sick for more than ten days?

As she thought about it, Wang Fang's vagina started to leak fluid. She inserted two fingers into her vagina...

Chapter Thirty-Two:

The clock struck six, and the sound of car horns on the street began to increase.

In the three girls' room, there was no sound. Perhaps they were all having their own sweet dreams.

At this moment, Wang Ping's penis was still inserted into Auntie's vagina. He filled Auntie's vagina completely. Because Auntie's vagina was blocked by his thick penis, there was no gap, so no semen flowed out. In fact, a lot of it was shot into Auntie's uterus. He lay on his aunt's stomach, looking at his mother, and said, "Mom, do you want Ping'er to comfort you?" He then inserted two fingers into his mother's vagina and moved them back and forth...

"Ping'er, treating your aunt is the priority, don't worry about Mom. Quickly suck the medicine from your aunt's hole and give it to her. Sigh, you're a little tired, why don't you let Mom do it?" Quan Hong said affectionately to her son, gently stroking his head.

"Mom, that's fine, then Ping'er can comfort Mom. Mom, lift your buttocks up, and Ping'er will enter from behind, okay?"

"You, Mom will... do as you please, do whatever you like, because you're Mom's precious son."

When Wang Ping pulled his penis out of his aunt's vagina, it was still hard and erect, with a lot of semen still sticking to the glans, slowly gathering at the tip, much like a dewdrop about to drip from the tip of a green leaf.

Quan Hong got up and lifted her buttocks, then busily used her mouth to suck up the mixture of her son's and sister's fluids flowing from her sister's vagina. She took a big gulp and quickly poured it into her sister's mouth. Before Quan Lan could react, the large mouthful of mixed semen had already gone down into her stomach, while her son's thick penis was deeply inserted into her vagina.

"Ah, sister, that tasted so good, I've never tasted anything like that before."

"Ah... Ping'er, deeper, ah... faster, hmph... good... ah... ah... just like that, ah... ah... sister... sister feels so good, ah... ah... good son, bad son, ah... ah... you're making mom feel so good, ah... ah..."

After ten minutes, Wang Ping and his mother changed positions three times before Wang Ping finally ejaculated deep into his mother's vagina.

...

8:30 in the morning. A sliver of sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains that weren't fully drawn, indicating it was another bright and sunny day.

Wang Ping was awakened by the soft voices of his mother and aunt.

At that moment, his penis was still inside his mother's vagina. This had become a routine for Wang Ping; he spent every night like this at home, penetrating his mother's vagina. He enjoyed it. Quan Hong had also become accustomed to her son's demands, even addicted to it. One day, after her son had spent the night inside her sister's vagina, she felt an intense itching sensation in her genitals the next day, requiring nearly forty minutes of penetration before she felt any relief.

Wang Ping, too lazy to open his eyes, placed one hand on his mother's breast and the other on his aunt's vulva, his middle finger inserted into her vagina. He listened quietly to his mother and aunt's conversation.

"Sister, at home, do you and your son always do this, with Ping'er's big thing inside you all night?"

"Yes, Ping'er and I do this almost every day. Ping'er has developed this habit. If he doesn't sleep with it inside me, he can't sleep. So, he either sleeps with it inside me or Fang'er's, but most of the time it's inside me."

"What? Fang'er's... Ping'er went in too?"

"Oh... Sister, what's the big deal? Don't you think Ping'er even did his mother's? Wouldn't he go for his sister's?"

"Ping'er is so lucky. Sister, with two women like you by his side every day, he's truly the happiest person in the world."

"Sister, it's time for your medicine again. Let Ping'er get up and make it for you,"

Quan Hong was about to wake her son, but Quan Lan stopped her. "Sister, let Ping'er sleep a little longer. I love seeing Ping'er sleeping like this, so innocent and cute." Quan Lan gently stroked Wang Ping's delicate face and then kissed him on the cheek.

"Sister, do you also drink the fluid that Ping'er ejaculates inside you every day?"

"Of course, we call that 'Hong Ping Fang' family health oral liquid. But we only discovered this health product yesterday and just started using it. Strangely enough, this liquid can actually stop bleeding.

That's why I thought of using it to treat your illness."

Quan Hong then told her sister about how her son had accidentally used their combined semen to stop her bleeding, and how only the combined fluid of her son and daughter could stop her daughter's bleeding.

At this moment, Wang Ping knew it was time to get up. He slowly opened his eyes and saw his second aunt's head resting on his mother's shoulder, right next to his own. He tilted his head, staring intently at his second aunt. The middle finger inserted into her vagina began to move again, and he added his index finger as well, the two fingers thrusting in and out of her vagina. Meanwhile, the penis inserted into his mother also began to move, going in and out of her vagina.

"Ping'er, hurry up and insert it into your second aunt. We need to give her her morning medicine quickly, otherwise its effectiveness might be greatly reduced."

"Mom, I know." After saying that, Wang Ping pressed down on his second aunt's stomach and said, "Second aunt, help me out."

Quan Lan knew what Wang Ping meant by "help." She quickly guided Wang Ping's glans to her vaginal opening. "Ping'er, it's ready, insert it now. Your second aunt is waiting for you!"

Wang Ping's buttocks sank down, and his large, long penis completely penetrated his second aunt's smooth, hairless hole, which was already wet from his fingers. At the same time, his left hand kept manipulating his mother's equally smooth, hairless vulva, which he had just penetrated, and he even inserted his index and middle fingers into his mother's vagina...

Quan Hong made a phone call to Director Xie and said that she couldn't come to work today. Of course, she also explained why she couldn't come to work. Her boss readily agreed after hearing this. That would be too inhumane, telling her that her sister could come back to work after she recovered, since there wasn't much going on at the office right now, and she just went to sit around every day.

Shortly after Quan Lan ejaculated, she felt something warm shoot deep into her vagina, and clearly felt a significant amount reaching her uterus. At the same time, her inner walls began to contract again; she felt incredibly comfortable and pleasurable. She felt like a beautiful cloud floating in the sky, drifting freely…

Watching her son and sister reach their climax, Quan Hong became excited as well. She grabbed her son's hand, which was caressing her genitals, and made him move his hand rapidly in and out of her vagina…

“Ping’er, you can give your second aunt her medicine now.”

“Mom, it’s still early. I’ll make more medicine for second aunt. We don’t have enough yet, don’t you think, second aunt?”

“Sister, just let Ping’er fuck me a little longer, let me get excited again, feel good again, and ascend to heaven again. Ping’er, fuck your second aunt quickly, your second aunt still needs more. Ah…ah…Ping’er, fuck me faster, um…yes…like that…ah…ah…good, ah…ah…Ping’er…you’re so good at fucking, ah…ah…you fuck me so well…it feels so good, ah…ah…”

Wang Ping looked at his second aunt’s excited appearance, and his thrusting rhythm quickened accordingly, hitting her G-spot every time. The tingling sensation of his penis head pressing against his second aunt’s cervix spread throughout his body. He also began to feel a second urge to ejaculate for his second aunt. He took a deep breath, not letting his semen come out again. He wanted to fuck his second aunt until she lost all color in her face before he stopped. He paused for a minute, then turned his head to his mother’s chest to find her nipples.

After suckling at his mother's nipple for two minutes, Wang Ping lifted his head from her firm breasts, looked into her eyes, and smiled tenderly at her, his fingers still fiddling with her vulva. Quan Hong couldn't resist her son's teasing; she grabbed his head and kissed him.

Quan Hong's tongue intertwined with his. They had shared this passionate kiss countless times.

Wang Ping and his mother continued their kiss, enjoying the pleasure his mother gave him, forgetting his aunt beneath him.

Quan Lan, seeing her sister and Wang Ping's fiery kiss, slowly began to move her own lips, wishing Wang Ping would kiss her then and there.

Wang Ping and his mother's passionate kiss continued.

Quan Lan had no choice but to move beneath Wang Ping, letting his large penis move within her. But soon, Quan Lan felt tired; after all, she was a thirty-eight-year-old woman, and her body had just recovered from a serious illness.

Wang Ping and Quan Hong both noticed Quan Lan's action. Quan Hong quickly pulled away from her son's passionate lips and told him to pay attention to his second aunt. "Ping'er, your second aunt is waiting for you to penetrate her!"

Wang Ping knew his second aunt was waiting for him, but he really didn't want his mother's lingering tongue to leave his mouth. Now that his mother had withdrawn her tender tongue, he could only give her a sweet smile and focus his attention back on his second aunt.

Wang Ping began to thrust rapidly into his second aunt's vagina again, this time more fiercely and powerfully than before.

"Ah...ah...Ping'er, you're making...second aunt...so...so...comfortable, ah...ah...Ping...er, you...thrust...faster...ah...ah...thrust...deeper...ah...ah...Ping...er, you're making...second aunt's...vagina...almost...melting, ah...ah..."

Wang Ping didn't slow down his thrusting because of his second aunt's loud cries; on the contrary, he increased the speed of his thrusting even more. He even hoisted his aunt's two plump, white thighs onto his shoulders and thrust in and out. He watched his long, thick penis enter and exit her wet vagina, her large, fleshy labia forced apart by his penis, further fueling his possessiveness. He increased the speed of his thrusts, penetrating deep into her cunt each time.

"Ah...ah..." Quan Lan reached another climax.

Wang Ping felt he had brought his aunt to heaven again, as her vaginal muscles contracted repeatedly. At this moment, his own endurance reached its peak, and his excitement reached its zenith. He felt a surge of heat gushing from his penis, his glans trembling rhythmically, the muscles at the base of his penis contracting incessantly... Wang Ping had experienced this sensation thousands of times, but this time it was different, because he was penetrating his aunt's vagina, a fresh vagina, and he was doing it while watching this beautiful vagina. He tightly embraced his aunt's legs, closed his eyes, and savored the moment of his ejaculation. February
27th, Chapter 33:

The two Gao sisters got up at 8:30. That is to say, when they got up, Wang Ping was doing morning exercises with their mother. In Quan Hong's words, they were "making medicine" for their mother.

Gao Ming got up a little earlier than Gao Feng, conscientiously doing what she was supposed to do. She thought, "I'm in university now; if I don't understand this much, then my university education is wasted."

Gao Feng didn't get up too late either, about five or six minutes after her sister. She also knew what she should do now; she couldn't let her aunt, Pingdi, and Fangmei look down on her.

The two sisters didn't disturb Wang Fang much when they got up, so she was still sleeping soundly. Now, only this little beauty was having sweet dreams in bed.

The two sisters were cleaning up the dishes left over from last night—or rather, from early this morning—in the kitchen. A moment later, they heard their mother's "Ah," "Ah" sounds coming from her room.

They both dropped what they were doing and simultaneously knocked on their mother's door. "Mom...what's wrong?...Auntie, open the door, is my mom...?" It was Gao Ming's voice. Her voice was filled with anxiety.

This urgent call interrupted Wang Ping's pleasant reverie.

"Ming'er, your mother is fine. Your brother Ping and I are giving her her medicine," Quan Hong said to Gao Ming and Gao Feng as she came to the door.

"Auntie, it's good that my mom is alright. My sister and I will make breakfast for you. Auntie, I'll make your favorite egg noodles."

Hearing Gao Ming and Gao Feng leave the room and go into the kitchen, Quan Hong turned and went to the bedside, telling Wang Ping to quickly suck the mixed liquid to his aunt, saying it was getting late. Wang Ping did as his mother instructed. He sucked a large mouthful of semen from his aunt's vagina and then passed it to her mouth. Quan Lan swallowed all the mixed semen from Wang Ping that had been inside her vagina and hugged him tightly.

Quan Hong had already dressed and told her sister and son to get up quickly so that Gao Ming and the others wouldn't find out anything. But Wang Ping said he wanted to look at his aunt's vagina again, saying it was too alluring. Quan Hong had no choice but to give in to her son. However, she told him to hurry, giving him only two minutes.

When Wang Ping, his mother, and his aunt came out, Gao Ming and the others had just finished preparing breakfast. Wang Fang got up.

After washing his face in the kitchen, Wang Ping picked up the largest bowl of noodles and ate it with relish in the living room. He sat near the kitchen and could vaguely hear Gao Ming and his mother talking inside. He discovered that not only had his acupuncture skills improved recently, but his hearing had also become much better than before.

"Mom, what medicine did Auntie and Pingdi give you? You can get out of bed now, and your complexion is much better, even a little rosy!"

"Ming'er, Mom's recovery is all thanks to Pingdi. Without him, Mom really would have left you. You two sisters must thank him properly for Mom."

"Mom, how should we thank Pingdi?"

"Just give him whatever he needs."

"How am I supposed to know what he needs?"

"Just ask him." "

Mom—I think my cousin is a bit lecherous. Didn't you see his eyes last night?" "

Ming'er, don't talk badly about Pingdi. What was he doing last night? Was he staring intently at your big breasts?" "

Mom, how do you know? Did you and Auntie hear what Fengmei said about my cousin last night?"

"How could we hear what you were saying last night? It's all because of your big breasts!"

"Mom, what if Pingdi wants me… what will I do then?"

"Ming'er, if your brother Ping really wants you, would you give it to him for your mother's sake?"

"Mom, if Ping really cures you, I'll agree to whatever he asks for."

"That's my good daughter..."

Wang Ping couldn't hear the last few sentences of their conversation clearly because they were whispering, but from his aunt and sister Ming's earlier conversation, he guessed that the last few sentences must be related to the matter of penetration.

Thinking of this, his penis became erect.

Also having breakfast with Wang Ping in the living room were his mother, sister, and sister Gao Feng, but the three of them were sitting a bit far from the kitchen and certainly couldn't hear Gao Ming and her mother's conversation, so they didn't react at all.

At this moment, Wang Fang came from her mother's side to her brother's side and whispered, "Brother, did you take advantage of Auntie last night?"

Wang Ping, ignoring her question, asked her in return, "Little sister, was your private area very itchy last night? Were you, Mingjie, and Fengjie having a lesbian relationship?"

Hearing this, Wang Fang angrily shouted, "Brother, you're having fun yourself, and you're making fun of us—" Before she could finish, she realized she had let something slip and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Luckily, Gao Feng hadn't heard what Wang Fang had just said. Otherwise, she would have been bombarded with questions by this quick-tongued woman.

Wang Ping got up to put the bowls in the kitchen and slapped Wang Fang's buttocks as he did so. When Wang Ping returned to the kitchen, he saw that Gao Ming's face was still red, so he deliberately asked, "Mingjie, why is your face as red as an apple?"

As he spoke to Gao Ming, he reached for Quan Lan's inner thigh. With that touch, he touched Quan Lan's vulva. Moon City was much warmer than Sun City, and with the bright, sunny weather, Quan Lan was only wearing a winter skirt, nothing underneath. Wang Ping then casually inserted his middle finger into his aunt's vagina. Gao Ming, being in front of Quan Lan, didn't see Wang Ping's action.

Wang Ping then whispered in Gao Ming's ear, "Sister Ming, you're so beautiful."

Gao Ming blushed even more upon hearing this. Just as she turned to her mother for help, Wang Ping withdrew his hand from between her aunt's thighs.

"Mom... Brother Ping, he..." Gao Ming said shyly to her mother, her face flushed, but hesitated, unsure how to tell her mother.

Quan Lan, knowing Wang Ping was going to have sex with Gao Ming, said to Gao Ming and Wang Ping, "Ming'er, Mom's recovery is all thanks to your brother Ping. Since your cousin Ping wants you, just give it to him. Ping'er, if you really want to have sex with your sister Ming, then take her to my room."

"Mom... I... no..."

"Second Aunt, you agree to me having sex with Ming?" Wang Ping knew what Gao Ming was about to say, and he also knew that his second aunt didn't know what Gao Ming was about to say, so he preemptively cut Gao Ming off, "Sister Ming, your second aunt has already promised you to me, don't you want to? I really cured your mother. Sister Ming, let's go." After saying that, Wang Ping tried to forcefully pull Gao Ming towards his second aunt's room.

"Mom... Aunt, my sister, and Fangmei are all in the living room, how can we get there?" Gao Ming gently said to his mother, tugging at her skirt.

"Then I'll go to the living room and help you out." With that, Quan Lan walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. No one knew what method she used, but suddenly, everyone in the living room followed her to Gao Ming and Gao Feng's room.

At that moment, a soft, fresh spring breeze blew in through an open window.

Chapter Thirty-Four:

In the kitchen, Wang Ping saw the women in the living room go into Gao Ming and Gao Feng's room, so he took Gao Ming's hand and hurriedly went into his second aunt's room, gently closing the door behind him. At that moment, the clock on the living room wall pointed to nine o'clock.

Wang Ping turned around and hugged Gao Ming, pressing her down onto the soft Simmons bed. His hands reached for Gao Ming's two large breasts. "Ah, Sister Ming, your breasts are so big." Gao Ming

didn't answer, keeping her eyes closed, letting Wang Ping touch and rub her as he pleased. She felt her whole body trembling, because this was her first time being close to a man, her first time being touched by a man.

Wang Ping got up and stripped Gao Ming naked. "Ah, Mingming, you're so beautiful... These two big breasts are too big for my hands to hold, so big, so elastic, so firm... Mingming, how come your vulva isn't pubic hair at all?... Ah, so beautiful, I love it. These labia majora are so high and so thick, completely sealing the vaginal opening... Ah, Mingming, your vagina is leaking fluid..."

As Wang Ping spoke, he continuously caressed Gao Ming's entire body with both hands, touching her vulva, then her breasts, then kissing her cheeks, lips, and nipples, then her vulva again…

“Sister Ming, spread your legs, I want to see what your vulva was like before you were deflowered!”

After saying this, Wang Ping lay on top of Gao Ming, burying his head between her two snow-white, tender legs. Although Gao Ming obediently spread her thighs as wide as possible so that Wang Ping could carefully observe her virgin vulva, her labia majora were still tightly closed. So Wang Ping used his thumbs to separate her two thick labia, so that he could see the rosy labia minora and a pea-sized clitoris nestled in the pink cleft.

Wang Ping gently teased the labia minora with his fingers a few times, and the labia minora stretched and wriggled. Wang Ping carefully parted Gao Ming's two pink, delicate labia minora, revealing a moist and tender inner cavity tightly squeezed together, with no opening visible at all. Wang Ping couldn't resist pressing his lips to hers for a loving kiss, simultaneously licking Gao Ming's sensitive clitoris and her unexplored paradise with his tongue.

After manipulating Gao Ming like this for over ten minutes, Wang Ping finally removed his clothes, revealing his thick, long penis.

Gao Ming had kept her eyes tightly closed; she felt unbearably itchy all over, and she desperately wanted Wang Ping to penetrate her already overflowing vagina. But why wasn't he entering her yet? She wondered to herself, then gently opened her eyes, revealing a long, large penis that resembled a giant eggplant.

"Ah, Ping-di, yours is too…" Gao Ming murmured, sounding somewhat frightened.

Before Gao Ming could finish speaking, Wang Ping's glans had already entered the tip of Gao Ming's vagina. He was ready to thrust in forcefully, wanting Gao Ming to scream out loud. He seemed addicted to the wanton screams of women. However, Gao Ming's beautiful face also stirred a sense of tenderness within him. If it were his aunt, mother, second aunt, or sister, he would definitely make them scream, as they were used to his forceful thrusts.

So, Wang Ping slowly pushed in.

As soon as the glans was inside, he felt an obstacle. Wang Ping knew this was a virgin's most precious possession; he had felt the same way when he took his sister's virginity. Because he had been so excited during their encounter, Wang Ping couldn't remember how he had taken her virginity. He only heard his sister scream before his entire penis was inside.

Wang Ping thought, now he could recapture the feeling of deflowering. He didn't rush to fully insert his penis, but gently pushed it forward. He felt the membrane was quite elastic, like a rubber membrane. When he felt the membrane was about to break, he pulled his penis back a little. After doing this several times, he said to Gao Ming, "Sister Ming, I'm going to enter your college student's tender hole."

Gao Ming didn't answer Wang Ping's question, but just smiled slightly at him, which meant she agreed.

Seeing Gao Ming's tender smile, Wang Ping's desire to quickly possess her body intensified. He no longer cared about savoring everything about the college student, slowly feeling the beautiful nineteen-year-old's vulva. He also no longer cared about being a protector; the idea of making the woman scream took over again. So, his buttocks suddenly sank down, and his entire large and long penis entered that beautiful cave that had quietly grown for nineteen years.

"Ah..." Gao Ming felt a sharp pain in her lower body. She couldn't help but grab the sheets beneath her with both hands, biting her red lower lip tightly. She could clearly feel her cousin's glans pressing firmly against her tender cervix.

"Ah...ah..."

But only a minute later, Gao Ming felt waves of pleasure from her lower body that she had never experienced before. Pingdi's thick penis rubbed against the walls of her vagina, making her whole body tingle and itch. The faster Pingdi thrust in and out, the more comfortable she felt. So she slowly opened her eyes, wanting to see the handsome, dashing Pingdi penetrating her vagina.

Wang Ping was rapidly performing up-and-down movements…

“Ah… Sister Ming, your cunt feels so good, like entering a maze, ah… Sister Ming, your vagina is gripping my little brother so tightly, ah…”

This was the first time Gao Ming had heard a man say such blatantly lewd things to her without any restraint. These words alone were enough to excite her immensely, let alone the pleasure Wang Ping’s large penis would give her. In fact, Gao Ming had already experienced an orgasm within ten minutes of Wang Ping’s thrusting, but her introverted nature prevented her from expressing it.

However, Wang Ping had already noticed Gao Ming’s first orgasm from the way her vulva moved against his penis. Because Sister Ming’s vulva was like a child’s mouth sucking on its mother’s nipple…

Gao Ming was like a docile lamb, letting Wang Ping manipulate her, thrust in and out, and utter such lewd words.

Wang Ping thought Gao Ming’s cunt was truly a superior find, so even after ejaculating twice inside her, he didn’t stop, continuing to attack her vulva in different positions.

Gao Ming's vaginal opening was already soaking wet, and the sheets were also soaked.

It was thick, slightly smelly semen from the young boy and girl, mixed with the bright red blood that symbolized the girl's first time.

Wang Ping and Gao Ming had been at it for 9 o'clock, and an hour and twenty minutes had passed, but Wang Ping's penis was still thrusting in and out of Gao Ming's vagina.

With Wang Ping's vigorous thrusting, Gao Ming's two large breasts swayed up and down in front of her chest...

"Ah... Sister Ming, I'm going to cum again, ah... ah..."

With these cries, the spring breeze of exploration had blown across the tender green grass three times.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Just as Wang Ping finished ejaculating for the third time inside Gao Ming, the two sisters, Quan Hong and Quan Lan, walked into the room from outside.

"Ping'er, why aren't you done yet?" the mother said to her son in a reproachful tone, and came over to lovingly wipe the sweat off her son's back with the sheet.

“Mom, Mingjie’s little breasts are so easy to penetrate, I really don’t want to leave here, I still want more.”

“Ping’er, how many times have you ejaculated?”

“Mom, I’ve already had three blissful experiences with Mingjie.”

“Wow, son, you’re really something!” Quan Hong touched Wang Ping and Gao Ming’s private parts again, “Wow, sister, come and touch them, Ming’er and Gao Ming are already flooded, really, you don’t believe me, come and touch them.”

Quan Lan really touched her daughter’s inner thigh and felt a wet patch. She looked down and saw a red patch, so she asked her daughter with concern, “Ming’er, how are you?”

Gao Ming saw her mother and aunt come in, and she was completely naked, so she was already blushing with shame. She didn’t dare to speak, so she could only close her eyes and let her mother and aunt see her naked body, see her white vulva being possessed by her cousin. She was already very excited to be possessed by a man for the first time, let alone now that her mother and aunt were around. Such a thing, such a scene, was something she would never have dared to imagine before, but now it had actually happened. For some reason, she suddenly felt a surge of pleasure.

Gao Ming thought she was dreaming. Because she had had similar dreams before. At the time, she didn't know why she had such dreams. People say that what you think about during the day, you dream about at night, but she hadn't thought about this during the day.

Now, as a 20th-century college student, she couldn't believe such a thing could happen in reality. So she pinched her thigh hard. But, she clearly felt pain.

"It's real!" Gao Ming thought to herself, "If it's real, it's real. What can I do now?"

“Ping’er, you should rest too. Your second aunt needs to take her medicine soon, but you haven’t made it for her yet.”

Wang Ping pulled his penis out of Gao Ming’s wet, tender vagina, looking quite reluctant. After Wang Ping got up, Gao Ming immediately covered her naked body with the sheet and put on her pants inside.

When Gao Ming got up, she saw that Wang Ping was still naked and showed no intention of putting on clothes. His large, long penis was still erect in front of his thighs.

Gao Ming saw that Wang Ping not only didn’t put on clothes, but also pushed her mother, Quan Lan, down onto the bed where they had just made love, where there was still a large wet patch of semen, and lifted her mother’s skirt.

Ah, she saw her mother’s beautiful vulva, so white, and her mons pubis so bare.

She quickly glanced at him: "Auntie, look at Pingdi, how could he do that... Ah... Auntie, Pingdi's... has already entered... Auntie, please tell Pingdi to stop... Ah... Auntie, Pingdi's... has already entered my mother's... Please tell him to stop, quickly... Auntie!"

"Ming'er, you can't let Pingdi stop, because Pingdi is currently making medicine to cure your mother's illness." After saying that, Quan Hong told Gao Ming the reason why her sister's illness had improved.

"Oh, so that's how it is..." Gao Ming finally understood why her mother had recovered so quickly, why Wang Ping had been so bold as to penetrate her mother in front of her and her aunt, and why her mother had offered her precious virginity to Pingdi. Now, hearing what her aunt said, she understood everything.

“Ah… Ping’er… you’re inserting… so well, ah… Second Aunt… so comfortable… ah… ah… Sister… Ming’er… Ping’er is inserting… so… comfortable… ah… ah…”

For some reason, when Gao Ming saw her mother being pressed down and penetrated by Ping’er, her little hole became itchy again. Strange, hadn’t she just been fucked by Ping’er? She couldn’t help but insert her fingers into her hole, and not just one, but her middle and index fingers at the same time.

“Ah… Ping…’er, you… slow down, Auntie… can’t… take it… anymore… ah… you… little… guy, how… is your… penis… so… big, so… long… ah… Ping…’er, Auntie’s… hole… is almost… torn… by you… ah… ah… sister… sister… sister… is… going… to… lose… ah…”

Not long after, both of them reached orgasm one after the other. Wang Ping ejaculated a full amount of his aunt’s vaginal fluid, and then he pulled his thick, hard penis out of his aunt’s beautiful hole.

Wang Ping beckoned Gao Ming over, “Sister Ming, come and feed your mother’s medicine.”

Gao Ming walked towards her mother and Wang Ping. She didn’t know what to do, so she looked at her aunt Quan Hong with pleading eyes.

Quan Hong also walked towards her son and sister, and she taught Gao Ming how to feed her mother the medicine.

"Ming'er, make sure to suck it all out, so your mother gets the right amount of medicine."

"Auntie, I know." When Gao Ming leaned her head towards her mother's lower body, she saw how alluring her mother's vulva was. The two thick labia majora, already tightly closed, appeared even larger and more magnificent after being engorged by Wang Ping.

Gao Ming was so mesmerized that she forgot what she was supposed to do. It was only when her mother gestured that she came back to her senses. Then she used both hands to separate her mother's thick labia, pressed her mouth tightly against her mother's beautiful vulva, and sucked a large mouthful of the mixed semen of Wang Ping and her mother. Then she got up and fed it to her mother.

After Gao Ming finished feeding her mother the medicine, she looked at her younger brother Ping and her aunt standing to the side. What she saw there shocked her even more.

She saw Wang Ping and his mother embracing each other tightly.

"Mom, what are Pingdi and Auntie doing?"

Quan Lan sat up, her large breasts drooping slightly against her chest. She gently touched her daughter's face. "What else could a man and a woman be doing, completely naked together? Ming'er, you're a college student now, why are you still asking this?"

Gao Ming looked at his mother with a puzzled expression. "They're mother and son."

"What? You find it strange? Unbelievable? Look at your aunt's skin, so white and delicate, isn't it all because of Pingdi? You!" Quan Lan tapped her daughter's head.

Gao Ming looked at his aunt carefully now. Sure enough, as his mother said, his aunt's skin was much better than his mother's. Although his mother was four years older than his aunt, his mother looked almost ten years older, while his aunt looked only twenty-five or twenty-six.

But he still couldn't believe what he was seeing. Even though it was the 20th century, and even though he was a college student, he had never heard of his son and mother having a relationship. Gao Ming walked past her mother to her aunt and Wang Ping's side, lowering her head to observe their lower bodies. What she saw was exactly as her mother had described: Wang Ping's large penis was indeed inserted into her aunt's hairless vagina.

Wang Ping was lying below, while her aunt was moving up and down on top…

It turned out her aunt's vulva was also smooth and hairless. As Gao Ming looked, she couldn't help but become excited.

Just then, her mother came up behind her and gently tugged at her: "Ming'er, we should go make lunch now. Let your brother Ping and your aunt play here a little longer." Looking out from the balcony, one could see a corner of Moon City. And below her aunt's balcony was a relatively bustling street in Moon City. Wang Ping saw all kinds of large, medium, and small cars flowing endlessly along the street, and all he could see on both sides were heads. Wang Ping thought, "Why are there so many cars and people now? It's like this in Sun City, it's like this in Moon City

, it's like this in all the large, medium, and small cities across the country. Didn't China's family planning policy start a long time ago?" Just then, Wang Ping's phone rang. He opened the cover and saw it was Liu Ying calling. He wondered what this beautiful class monitor would want to call at this hour. Wang Ping guessed that the class monitor must be asking for help with a problem. "Hey, class monitor, is there anything I can do for you?" "What kind of tone is that? It's New Year's Day, and you don't even ask how I feel about the New Year. You're calling me 'young master' right away. Is your family rich?" "Oh... Miss Class Monitor, I'm here to greet you. I wish you a Happy New Year, happiness every day, happiness every moment, happiness every instant, is that alright... I also wish you to always be this beautiful... Is there anything else?" "You..." "Class monitor, I'm not in Sun City right now, I'm in Moon City, a thousand miles away. Roaming charges are quite expensive." "You...you..." Wang Ping heard Liu Ying say "you" a few times, but he couldn't understand what she was trying to say. "Class monitor, phone calls are really expensive! Just tell me what's on your mind, does Xu Qing not love you anymore?" "You...you pig-headed idiot! Who's dating that Xu Qing kid? You're getting bullied by him and you're coming to me for revenge? I just wanted to ask you a small question, why are you talking like that? You..." Wang Ping heard what sounded like crying on the other end of the line, then another woman's voice came through. He immediately recognized it as the homeroom teacher, Liu Jing, the older sister of class monitor Liu Ying. "Wang Ping, how did you make my sister cry again? What did you say to her? I've told you countless times, be gentle with women, especially beautiful girls like my sister. Do you know she's my mother's darling...come back and see how I deal with you!"

"Teacher Liu, no... I didn't..." Before Wang Ping could explain, the call was already hung up.

At that moment, Gao Feng happened to be next to Wang Ping, and she had overheard part of the conversation.

"Little handsome guy, you have a beautiful girl chasing you and you don't cherish it?

You'll be in for a world of hurt when school starts." "Sister Feng, what are you saying? Who has a beautiful girl chasing them? My homeroom teacher just gave me a lecture, and you're still making sarcastic remarks."

"Well, who told you to ignore your homeroom teacher's sister? Hey, Ping, didn't your class monitor just call you a 'pighead'?"

"Ah, Sister Feng, you're amazing! You could hear such a low voice on the phone? Do you have some kind of special ability?"

"What special ability? Calling you a 'pighead' is a sign that a girl has fallen for a boy.

You don't even know that? You're such a bookworm." Gao Feng threw Wang Ping a nonsensical remark and went to help in the kitchen.

"What? The class monitor has fallen for me? No way!" Wang Ping muttered to himself.

Wang Ping didn't understand how women expressed their love; he only knew that his mother and sister loved him. He could have anything from them, and they were willing to give everything for him, enjoying his daily cuddles, hugs, kisses, and intimacy. If saying "You're such a pighead" was love, then he truly didn't understand love. However,

he did remember that the class monitor was kind to him, not because she often asked him questions, nor because she frequently waited for him to leave school together, but because of his relationship with Xu Qing.

Xu Qing was the son of a high-ranking official, who had entered their school and its top class through paying high fees and using connections. Xu Qing was ranked first in the class, which was obviously last, but he always acted arrogantly, giving orders to everyone. Of course, he treated pretty girls differently, like his own parents, and he was especially obsequious to the class monitor, Liu Ying.

Wang Ping couldn't stand his behavior.

It was during a major cleaning, and Wang Ping and Xu Qing were in the same group. That day, Wang Ping was assigned to clean the windows. He finished the task quickly and did it very well. Xu Qing, on the other hand, just kept pointing and telling him how to do things, but he didn't lift a finger himself. After finishing his task, Wang Ping picked up his backpack and headed home.

"Where are you going?" Xu Qing blocked the doorway and asked Wang Ping. "None of your business,"

Wang Ping replied without even looking at him, simply walking past Xu Qing and leaving the classroom.

"You think you can just leave? No way! Our big clean-up isn't even finished yet, and you're already trying to sneak away?"

"I've finished my task, of course I can leave. Who do you think you are? Just because you have a father who's a deputy provincial-level official? Otherwise, you might not even be in high school today, let alone be in the top class at Taiyang No. 1 High School. And don't even think about pointing fingers at me..."

Later, the situation escalated until the two started fighting. In the end, both of them were injured.

Wang Ping's physique was comparable to Xu Qing's, but Xu Qing trained more regularly, putting Wang Ping at a slight disadvantage. Wang Ping was pinned down by Xu Qing for a slightly longer time than Xu Qing was pinned down by Wang Ping, the number of times probably being roughly the same.

Then, the squad leader intervened. The kid treated the squad leader's words like a royal decree. As soon as the squad leader finished speaking, Xu Qing got off Wang Ping without lingering for a second.

If the squad leader hadn't intervened, the situation would have been very unfavorable for Wang Ping. Therefore, he was still very grateful to the squad leader.

"You idiot, lunchtime!"

Just as Wang Ping was still recalling the squad leader's intervention, Gao Feng poked him in the waist.

"Haha, Sister Feng, you call me Pighead too? Have you fallen for me too?"

"Who's fallen for you, you dead pighead? Haha, look how pleased you are. Haha...haha, I'm just imitating your class monitor. Save your energy for chasing your class monitor, time to eat."

Chapter Thirty-Seven

: After lunch, Wang Fang told her mother to find a way to distract her second aunt and two older sisters so she could be alone with her brother. Because, from last night until now, more than ten hours had passed, and her brother's lovebird hadn't flown into her little nest. This was rare at home. At home, her tender hole would only close for a maximum of five hours, but now her forbidden zone hadn't been moistened for more than twice the usual amount. Although she was only fifteen, she was already used to her brother being able to penetrate her at any time. She liked her brother's caresses on her lower body, liked the feeling of her brother ejaculating inside her.

"Mom, please think of something! My brother already... doesn't want me anymore. Can you find a way to distract Auntie, Mingjie, and Fengjie? I miss my brother so much... okay, Mom..."

Quan Hong teased her daughter, "What can I do? What if your Auntie and the others don't listen to me?"

Wang Fang threw herself into her mother's arms, her left hand stroking her mother's breast. "Mom... you and Auntie had your fun last night, let Fang'er have some fun today too!"

Wang Fang began to whine to her mother.

Her mother pinched her cheek. "Fang'er, Mom was just teasing you. Okay, Mom will try. Mom will try her best to satisfy your request, okay, my good daughter?"

Wang Fang kissed her mother on the cheek. "Thank you, Mom!"

A little while later, Quan Hong asked her sister's family to accompany her to the street to buy clothes, and Wang Fang went along.

Quan Lan called out to Wang Ping, "Ping'er, are you coming with us?"

"Second Aunt, you go ahead!" Wang Ping had already seen his sister and mother's actions. Judging from his sister's expression, she was probably asking his mother to find a way to distract his aunt and the others so she could have some fun with him. So he said to his aunt, "Second Aunt, you go ahead. There's a really exciting football match at noon today, I definitely want to watch it!"

After saying that, he looked at his sister with a gentle gaze, as if to say to his sister: How was my performance?

Wang Fang hadn't gone far with her mother and aunt when she said her stomach hurt: "Mom... my stomach hurts a little."

Quan Hong knew her daughter was trying to find a way back, so she helped her daughter: "Fang'er, is it very painful? Why don't you go back and rest?"

Wang Fang was waiting for her mother to say that, so she said impatiently, "Second Aunt, Mingjie, Fengjie, you go with my mom to buy clothes, I'll go back and rest." And as she spoke, she pressed her stomach, as if afraid others wouldn't know she was in pain.

When Wang Fang returned to her aunt's house, a naked older brother opened the door to greet her. Wang Fang quickly closed the door, afraid the people outside would see.

Wang Ping immediately carried his sister to the bed where he, his aunt, mother, and Mingjie had made love the previous night and that morning…

This time, Wang Ping and his sister cuddled for over an hour. Wang Fang also lay back down contentedly, but she didn't fall asleep; instead, she savored the pleasure her brother had given her.

When Quan Lan and the others returned, it was nearly four o'clock. Wang Ping was already in the living room watching his football match. He was right; there really was a football match on TV.

Quan Hong deliberately asked her son, "Ping'er, is your sister's pain any better?"

Wang Ping knew his mother was deliberately saying this for his aunt and the others to hear, so he deliberately replied, "Mom, I didn't know my sister was in pain. I've been watching TV here the whole time. I only know that my sister went back to her room as soon as she got back."

I didn't even have time to ask her why she came back so soon after going out; she's still in her room. Why don't you go and see for yourself?!"

Wang Ping said, watching the football game on TV, his gaze casually fixed on the screen as he pointed towards Gao Ming and Gao Feng's room.

Quan Hong entered the room alone, went to her daughter's side, and reached under the covers to touch her daughter's vulva: "Fang'er, were you and your brother having fun

just now?" Seeing that her mother was alone, Wang Fang also reached out her right hand from the bed and touched her mother's inner thigh, deliberately asking, "Mom...did you and Auntie tire my brother out last night? He just ejaculated once inside me and then went to watch TV in the living room."

Quan Hong touched the sheets under her daughter again: "Oh, Fang'er, why aren't the sheets wet?

Did you keep them all? Or did you take all that health supplement?"

"Mom, we did it on Auntie's bed." "Wang Fang told her mother, 'I was afraid Mingjie and the others would find out, so I went to my second aunt's room... My brother ejaculated all over me, soaking a large patch of my second aunt's bed sheet.'

Just then, Gao Ming walked in and said to Wang Fang, 'Fangmei, where does it hurt? Are you feeling better?'

Before he finished speaking, Gao Feng also came in with concern to inquire about Wang Fang's condition.

At this time, only Wang Ping and his second aunt were in the living room, so Wang Ping started to touch his second aunt. He reached into the groin of his second aunt's thigh and immediately touched her two thick labia majora. It turned out that his second aunt's skirt was empty.

So he asked his second aunt, 'Second aunt, do you only wear a skirt on the street?'

Quan Lan said to Wang Ping, 'Yes, when you walk on the street, can people see whether you're wearing underwear or not?'

Wang Ping inserted his middle and index fingers into his second aunt's vagina, looking into her eyes, and said, 'What if a strong wind blows your skirt up?'" Quan Lan laughed loudly, "Oh, I didn't expect you little devil to have such a rich imagination. "

Quan Lan laughed a few more times, and tapped Wang Ping's forehead with one finger, saying, "You, can a strong wind blow your skirt up to your head? That wind blows from underground! You, you... Ping'er, you've made your second aunt's little boobs itchy, what are you going to do about it?"

Wang Ping smiled and said to his second aunt, "Second aunt, your little hole is itchy, Ping'er will relieve the itch here on the sofa, do you dare?"

Quan Lan smiled slightly at Wang Ping, "You, you're trying to provoke your second aunt. Doing it here on the sofa, I dare not, what if... they come out, what then?" Wang

Ping kissed his second aunt's face, then moved his mouth to her nipple, his tongue wetting a large area of her skirt. He then reduced the two fingers inserted into her vagina to one, allowing for deeper penetration; one finger could more freely probe the inner walls of her vagina.

He noticed her vagina was even wetter: "Second Aunt, I've already penetrated my mom, my sister, and my sister Ming. Do you think I'm afraid they'll see? What's there to be afraid of? I'll relieve your urge right here on the sofa."

"But your sister Feng doesn't know yet. We can't let her know; she's got a sharp tongue,"

Quan Lan said, pushing Wang Ping's hand away. "Alright, Ping'er, you've really made my whole body tingle and itchy. I want you to penetrate me now, but you've come so many times today; you should rest for a while. After all, you're only sixteen; your body isn't made of iron." "Quan Lan spoke to Wang Ping in an elder's tone, gently stroking his face.

After his aunt moved her hand away, Wang Ping's attention shifted to her two full breasts, occasionally swirling his palm around her nipples: "Second Aunt, can I sleep with my two older sisters tonight?"

"This..."

"Second Aunt, didn't you tell my sister Ming that you wanted them to grant me whatever I asked for? Now that you're better, are you going to deny it? ...Second Aunt...please? Just agree."

Quan Lan gave Wang Ping a flirtatious wink: "Ping'er, you now have your second aunt, your mother, your sister Ming, and your sister—the four of us—and you're still not satisfied? Do you want to take us all? Do you have that kind of ability?

I'm just worried your body can't handle it. If you think you can, then your second aunt will have to go along with it." Wang

Ping got up and kissed his second aunt's forehead, then touched her groin and said, "Second Aunt, you're so good. I need to conserve my energy now. Tonight I'm going to let Sister Feng experience the pleasure I give her. Oh, Second Aunt, Sister Feng hasn't been deflowered yet, has she?"

Quan Lan rolled her eyes at Wang Ping and said, "That's a strange question. Your Sister Feng isn't a virgin, so when did you rape her?"

Chapter Thirty-Eight:

Actually, Wang Fang wasn't sick at all. She said she had a stomachache and didn't go to the street with her second aunt and the others because she wanted to come back and have a nice meal with her brother. The three women went into the room to ask about Wang Fang's condition, and seeing that there was nothing wrong, they came out one after another. Of course, Quan Hong knew that her daughter wasn't sick.

Quan Hong and the others came out of the room, and Wang Fang came out with them.

Quan Lan saw that Wang Fang's face was rosy and she looked very energetic, not like a sick person at all. Quan Lan felt that there was something wrong with Wang Fang not going to the street with them. She thought that Wang Ping and Wang Fang must have been at home just now. They went all out when no one else was around. But she couldn't say it outright, so she let them be; after all, it wasn't like the brother and sister had only done it today.

The women went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, and bursts of laughter occasionally drifted from there.

Of the five women's laughter, the mother's laughter was the most attractive to Wang Ping. Whenever he heard his mother laugh, Wang Ping's penis would involuntarily become erect. If he saw his mother smiling at him, he would feel an urge to go into her "cave" to relieve his lust.

After dinner, everyone watched TV together. Quan Lan and her sister sat on the same sofa, chatting while watching TV. Gao Ming, Gao Feng, and Wang Fang sat on another sofa, intently watching television without speaking to each other. Perhaps the television program was too captivating.

After finishing his meal, Wang Ping went to the bathroom to take a shower. While showering, he deliberately sang loudly: "Girl across the way, look over here, look over here, look over here, the scenery here is so beautiful, don't ignore me like this..."

Wang Ping only showered for about ten minutes. When he came out of the bathroom, disregarding that everyone was together, he plopped down between his mother and aunt. Quan Hong and Quan Lan had no choice but to let him sit down. He was staring at them. But Wang Ping, sitting between them, wasn't behaving himself. Instead, he used both hands to touch his mother's and aunt's breasts, and after a while, his hands moved down to their inner thighs. His mother and aunt both stopped him with their hands.

The three girls were engrossed in watching TV and didn't see Wang Ping's two inappropriate actions in public.

Wang Ping stared intently at Gao Feng's rather full breasts and said to his aunt, "Auntie, I want to sleep with Sister Feng right now..."

Quan Lan gently patted Wang Ping's back and said, "Ping'er, what's the rush? You can do it when Sister Feng and the others go to sleep."

"No, Auntie, go and tell Sister Feng that I want to fuck her right now... please, Auntie?" Wang Ping started to whine and snuggle into her second aunt's arms. Quan Lan had no choice but to go over and talk to her daughter Gao Feng about it.

Gao Ming and Gao Feng were sitting next to each other, with Gao Ming in the middle. After Quan Lan came to her daughters' side, she gestured with her eyes for Gao Ming to take Wang Fang over there.

Three people could barely fit on a sofa, but four people were simply too many. When Gao Ming and Wang Fang arrived, Quan Hong only let her son sit on her lap. After watching for a while, Wang Ping simply lay down on the laps of the three women. His head was resting on the sofa arm, and while watching TV, he kept groping the inner thighs of the three women beneath him.

Quan Lan didn't know how to start the conversation with her daughter Gao Feng. After thinking for a while, she finally said to her daughter, "Feng'er, what do you think of how your mother treats you two sisters?"

Gao Feng was engrossed in watching TV and didn't notice what her mother was saying at all: "What?

Mom... what did you just say?"

"Feng'er, didn't you notice anything?" Quan Lan prompted her daughter, "Didn't you notice any changes in your mother?"

Gao Feng, still watching TV, said to her mother, "Mom... I can see that your illness is cured. Your aunt cured your illness."

Quan Lan immediately interrupted her daughter, saying, "No, Feng'er, my illness wasn't cured by your aunt, but by your brother Wang Ping."

Gao Feng asked, somewhat puzzled, "Mom, was your illness cured by Pingdi or Auntie? Isn't it the same? What does it matter?"

Quan Lan took her daughter's hand and said, "Of course it matters. It's different if your Pingdi cured me versus your Auntie. Because your Pingdi cured me, our whole family has to repay him."

Gao Feng was confused again: "Mom, what kind of logic is that? If Pingdi cured me, we have to repay him, but if Auntie cured me, we don't? Okay, okay, Mom, if you want to repay him, then repay him. You and your sister can decide what to do... Mom, stop for a moment, this is getting interesting..."

Quan Lan then said seriously to her daughter, "Feng'er, Mom is talking to you. Listen carefully. You must listen to this carefully. Feng'er, Mom raised you both from a young age. It wasn't easy for Mom. Now you're not listening to Mom?"

This time, Gao Feng shifted her gaze from the television to her mother. She truly loved her mother. Because, for the past few years, her mother had single-handedly raised the two sisters from elementary school to where they were now. It had been incredibly difficult for her. Several times, others introduced men to her mother, but she refused, because she was afraid that she and her sister would be mistreated.

So Gao Feng smiled and said to her mother, "Mom, I'm listening. Tell me, I know it was Pingdi who cured your illness, okay? I know you should repay Pingdi properly. Mom, just tell me what you want me to do."

Quan Lan paused for a moment before gently saying to her daughter, "Feng'er, your Pingdi wants to sleep with that guy… For Mom's sake, just agree to it…"

Gao Feng never expected her mother to say such a thing. "Mom, what are you saying…" Only then did she notice the scene on the other sofa. Wang Ping lay on the laps of three women, one hand resting on his aunt's high breasts, while the other groped his sister Gao Ming's lower body…

“Mom, I think Ping-di…”

“That’s nothing, he even entered his mother’s…”

“Mom, really…”

“If it weren’t true, would your aunt let him be so brazen?”

“Mom, what about you? You also…”

“Feng’er, my illness was cured by your Ping-di’s… you tell me, how could I not do that with your Ping-di?”

“Mom, what about my sister and Fang-mei? They also…”

“Well, they both gave themselves to Ping-er, so… now…”

It seemed that among the five women here, she was probably the only one who hadn’t been with that lecherous Wang Ping. It

seemed that she had no choice but to agree. Gao Feng hesitated for a moment, then paused before saying to her mother, “Mom, for your sake, I’ll agree to him.” At night, a cool and refreshing spring breeze blew into the living room from outside the window.

Chapter Thirty-Nine.

Given Gao Feng's usual temperament, Quan Lan wouldn't have been so easily persuaded. There were two main reasons for this.

First, Quan Lan had just recovered from her illness, and it was Wang Ping who had cured her using his special method. The fear of almost losing her mother that she had felt a few days ago had vanished instantly. Therefore, she was naturally easier to persuade now than before. Second, when Wang Ping appeared before her five years later as a handsome sixteen-year-old, Gao Feng was captivated by his appearance. She thought it would be difficult to find a boy in her class and school who could match him, so when her mother suggested it, she readily agreed.

No wonder she had been paying so much attention to Wang Ping these past few days. When Wang Ping looked at Gao Ming's chest, she called him a lecher. When Wang Ping answered the phone, the class monitor called him a "pighead," and she also called him a "pighead." Of course, Wang Ping, who only knew how to play with his mother and sister, paid no attention to any of this.

“Then go to Ping-di now, to your room,” Quan Lan said to her daughter after hearing her agree, while beckoning Wang Ping over.

Wang Ping went to his aunt and cousin, and Quan Lan placed Gao Feng’s delicate white hand in his, saying to them, “Ping’er, take your Feng-jie to their room. From now on, Gao Feng-jie is yours. Feng’er, you must thank Ping-di for your mother.”

Before his aunt could finish speaking, Wang Ping led Gao Feng into their room. He didn’t close the door and hugged his cousin tightly.

Gao Feng could only follow him, closing the door behind her with her foot.

Wang Ping held Gao Feng tightly, her large breasts pressing against his chest. He could feel Gao Feng trembling, and he felt a current run through his body; his penis immediately became erect. Because Gao Feng was about his height, his hard penis pressed against her vulva.

Wang Ping quickly stripped Gao Feng of her clothes, including her bra and panties, revealing the beautiful body of a young girl—a virgin's body, only a few months older than him, sixteen years older than him…

Wang Ping told Gao Feng to stand on the bed, while he sat at the other end, intently admiring this exquisitely beautiful woman before him. Gao Feng, a little embarrassed by Wang Ping's gaze, covered her lower body with her hands, her arms slightly pushing her large breasts together, creating a beautiful and arousing cleavage.

“Sister Feng, you are so beautiful. Your round face is fair and rosy; your cherry-red lips; your large, dark, watery eyes; your high nose; your large, sexy breasts; your slender waist; your long, white legs. Sister Feng, you are truly beautiful.”

With that, Wang Ping also stripped naked, revealing his long, large penis.

He gently moved Gao Feng's hand away: "Wow, Sister Feng, how come yours is barren too?" Wang Ping reached for his cousin's inner thigh: "Ah, Sister Feng, your vulva is so plump, it feels so good to touch... Sister Feng, lie down, let me take a good look at your beautiful vulva."

Gao Feng obediently lay down on the bed, her thighs wide open, but her two plump, thick labia majora remained tightly closed, forming a beautiful slit between them.

Wang Ping also lay down on the bed, his head resting on his cousin's inner thigh, his eyes almost touching Gao Feng's vulva, only about seven or eight centimeters apart. He could faintly smell the stimulating scent emanating from Gao Feng's vulva.

Gao Feng's tender, white, and plump vulva was clearly displayed before Wang Ping's eyes. He gently stroked the two plump labia majora with his hand, then rubbed his right palm back and forth on Gao Feng's vulva.

Wang Ping removed his hand from Gao Feng's vulva and began to carefully admire his cousin's beautiful vulva. After a while, he used his thumb and forefinger to separate his cousin's thick labia majora, revealing two soft, pink labia minora. Wang Ping then used his other hand to separate his cousin's labia minora and slowly probed inward with his middle finger. When his middle finger was halfway in, he felt a soft membrane.

He knew that his middle finger was now touching Feng's hymen. He stopped pushing forward and pulled his middle finger back slightly. He didn't want to break Gao Feng's hymen with his finger; he wanted to use his large penis, which had been used by six women, to break it. Moreover, he imagined that he would go all the way in, making this sister who hadn't given him any mercy the night before scream and beg for mercy.

At this moment, Gao Feng's vulva was already wet, and some vaginal fluid flowed out of her vagina. Wang Ping got up and pressed himself against Gao Feng, who was lying on the bed with her legs spread wide apart. He gripped his penis with his right hand, aimed the glans at Gao Feng's vaginal opening, and then thrust his hips down hard.

85% of his large, long penis was inside Gao Feng's tender vagina.

"Ah..." Gao Feng let out a loud, sharp cry. She felt a sharp pain in her lower body. She bit her lip, gripped the sheets tightly, and tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. She could clearly feel Wang Ping's penis head pressing firmly against her cervix. She touched down again, and there was still a small part of Wang Ping's penis outside her vaginal opening. She could feel Wang Ping still forcefully pushing his penis in, the glans seemingly having forced open her cervix and slowly pushing it in.

"Ah... Ping... brother, you... be... gentle... ah... ah... don't... push... any further... ah... ah..." Gao Feng finally begged her cousin for mercy.

Wang Ping had been waiting for Gao Feng to say those words, waiting for her to beg for mercy so he could avenge the previous night's attack.

Hearing Gao Feng beg for mercy, Wang Ping's movements softened considerably; he slowly withdrew and then slowly inserted again…

With a scream coming from the room, the four women watching TV in the living room clearly knew that Wang Ping's penis was inside Gao Feng's vagina.

This scream made Quan Lan somewhat worried. She knew her youngest daughter, Gao Feng, had a very small and narrow vagina. When she inserted her middle finger into her daughter's vagina, she felt the tender flesh on both sides of her daughter's opening gripping her finger tightly.

This had happened just two months prior. Quan Lan and her youngest daughter had been bathing together, a common occurrence for the three of them, sometimes all three bathing together. They had been washing each other, including their genitals. When Quan Lan washed her daughter's genitals, the area was slippery with soap suds, and since her daughter's vulva was smooth and hairless, her middle finger accidentally slipped into her daughter's vagina. Both mother and daughter blushed.

"Ah...ah..." Gao Feng's screams echoed from the room again. However, this time, the screams were different from the previous ones. The previous screams sounded like they contained some pain, but this time they were mixed with pleasure. Therefore, the woman in the living room, who had been penetrated by the same penis, could sense that the two young people in the room had gotten into character.

Indeed, Wang Ping and Gao Feng were now in a state of excitement. Wang Ping had been thrusting in and out of Gao Feng's vagina for nearly ten minutes. Gao Feng was a girl who had never been penetrated by a man before; she was a genuine virgin, as evidenced by the vaginal discharge. Combined with Wang Ping's varied speed and depth of thrusting, Gao Feng had already reached orgasm. She was now close to her second orgasm. Wang Ping, a seasoned veteran, was still a long way from ejaculating…

Nearly half an hour had passed since the second episode of the prime-time TV series began, and the clock had struck 10:20 PM. That meant the two women in the room had been inside for almost two hours. Yet, they hadn't emerged from the room, only Gao Feng's moans, like those of a woman in heat, emanating from within.

These moans were incredibly arousing to the four women in the living room, causing varying amounts of fluid to leak from their vaginas.

“Ah… Ping… brother, you… are really good, I… am… almost… unable to… take it… today… let… stop… here… ah… ah… okay… no… okay, Ping… brother, ah… ah…” Gao Feng said to Wang Ping in a pleading tone.

Because she now felt a burning sensation in her lower body again. At first, she felt pain, then comfort, and later, she gradually entered a state of excitement, becoming increasingly comfortable. She had already ejaculated four times, while her cousin had only ejaculated twice.

Now, she was transitioning from comfort to discomfort, so she asked Wang Ping to stop, especially since she felt completely exhausted. Earlier, Wang Ping had asked her to change positions repeatedly. First, she was on the bottom while he thrust in and out. Then, he was on the bottom while she rode him. While this position was more active for her, it was very strenuous, as she had to constantly move up and down. Next, Wang Ping asked her to lie on her side, and he lay on his side behind her, entering her from behind.

This position wasn't difficult for her; it wasn't tiring, and she could enjoy it. However, before he had even thrust a hundred times, he straightened his body again, lifting his left leg and placing it on top of his right. This position allowed for much deeper penetration than the previous side-lying position, almost always penetrating directly into her cervix. At first, Wang Ping's penis hurt a little when it entered her cervix, but later it felt numb and itchy—a sensation that was incredibly pleasurable and indescribable.

Later, Wang Ping dragged her to the edge of the bed, raised her legs high, and stood by the bed, thrusting vigorously, occasionally spreading and closing her thighs. After thrusting like this hundreds of times, he told her to raise her buttocks high, kneel on the bed, and support her upper body with her arms. Wang Ping also knelt on the bed and penetrated her from behind. With her cousin's vigorous thrusting, her two breasts hanging in front of her chest swayed constantly, and he would occasionally reach out and touch them...

By now, Gao Feng didn't know how many positions Wang Ping had made her change; she only clearly remembered that she had climaxed four times.

For Wang Ping, he didn't feel tired or weary. He only knew that he had to keep wanting, keep thrusting, because he felt that Gao Feng's vagina was really easy to penetrate. The feeling of that narrow vagina tightly gripping his penis was so comfortable, so enjoyable, so pleasurable, so exciting...

If Gao Feng hadn't put up the white flag, Wang Ping really wouldn't have wanted to leave Feng's enchanting vagina: "Feng, your tender hole is so easy to penetrate, it's really comfortable, I really want to thrust again."

Gao Feng smiled and said to Wang Ping: "Brother Ping, since you've already taken me, we can come again later, why do we have to eat our fill all at once? I really can't take it anymore, ah... what are you doing, Brother Ping, I surrender to you, I surrender to you, ah... Brother Ping, ah... ah..."

Wang Ping thrust in and out quickly a few more times, making Gao Feng scream a few more times, before withdrawing his long and large penis from Gao Feng's wet vagina, which was full of his semen.

When they finished dressing and came to the living room, the clock struck 10:30. Gao Feng's favorite TV series had already finished its two-episode run.

That night, Wang Ping slept with his second aunt and mother again, still made her the "elixir" with his second aunt, still ejaculated inside his mother's vagina, and still slept with his long, large penis inside her. February 27th,
Chapter 40:

The new semester began, and Wang Ping's winter vacation, after several spring breezes, had happily ended. He felt it was the happiest, most rewarding, and fastest-growing winter vacation he had had in his sixteen years.

Wang Ping arrived at school very early, before eight o'clock. There were few students on campus, and even fewer familiar faces.

The notice board displayed a list of fees for each grade this semester. Wang Ping saw that the total fee for the first year of high school was 1525 yuan. He knew this was only the publicly listed fee; actually, he still needed to pay about 800 yuan to his homeroom teacher. A year ago, this would have earned him a severe scolding. But now he wouldn't mention such a small amount, because his mother's income was quite considerable. Before his aunt and Sister Yu came to have their fun with him, his mother had shown him her savings account; otherwise, he wouldn't have blurted out that he'd given his aunt 100,000 yuan without expecting repayment.

Wang Ping carried his backpack, which contained all the homework his homeroom teacher needed to check. He wondered if his homeroom teacher, who often called him to the office, would have any excuse to keep him here this time. Although he also wanted the teacher to keep him to "settle accounts," since he hadn't seen the beautiful girl for a month, he wanted to go home as soon as possible to see his mother's smile and to snuggle into the warm embrace of his mother and sister.

Wang Ping walked along the green path. Short, green buds sprouted on the branches of saplings almost as tall as him, a sign of spring.

"Hey, top student, why are you here so early?" A girl's voice suddenly came from behind him, startling him.

Wang Ping turned around and saw it was his class monitor, Liu Ying. He smiled and said, "Beautiful lady, you're not late either! Why didn't you come with your sister?"

In their class, classmates always called Wang Ping "top student" and Liu Ying "beautiful lady." These two names were perfectly fitting for them; one was the top student in the class and also the top student in the first year of high school at Taiyang No. 1 High School. The other was the class beauty and also the top beauty among the ten most beautiful girls in Taiyang No. 1 High School.

But Wang Ping believed that Liu Ying's position as the most beautiful girl would no longer belong to her after his younger sister entered Taiyang No. 1 High School in September. Because her younger sister's face was fairer and more delicate, and she exuded an inexplicable, captivating, and alluring childlike charm, not to mention that Liu Ying's bust was nowhere near as full as her sister's, which she had developed through her own efforts.

Although Liu Ying was the school's most beautiful girl, Wang Ping didn't associate with her much, unlike Xu Qing and other male classmates who were always clinging to her. He would only exchange a few words with Liu Ying if the homeroom teacher arranged for him to do something with her, or if Liu Ying asked him a question. After Xu Qing got into a fight with him and Liu Ying came to his rescue, he would only talk to the class monitor a few more times when the monitor spoke to him, and sometimes he would even leave school with the monitor.

"Class monitor, I didn't mean it the other day, I was really in Moon City, and long-distance calls are really expensive."

"Do you want me to pay for your call?"

"Haha, no need, just tell your sister the truth and I'll thank you."

"What, afraid my sister will punish you?"

"No, it's just... just..."

"What 'just'? I heard what my sister said to you. She said she'd punish you after school started, didn't she? Serves you right, who told you to talk nonsense back then."

"I didn't say anything back then, who told you to be so petty?"

"Hey, here we go again! You were the one who talked nonsense back then, and now you're saying I'm petty, you..." Liu Ying glared at Wang Ping again, then couldn't help but talk to him again: "Hey, top student, you always seem to be avoiding me, why? Are you afraid I'll eat you up?"

Wang Ping smiled at Liu Ying and said, "Beautiful lady, do you think I dare get close to you? Otherwise, your homeroom teacher sister will chop me up."

"Nonsense, is my sister as amazing as you say? I've always seen her take good care of you.

She often talks about how outstanding you are at home. I heard you, Wang Ping, were the first choice for class monitor, is that true?"

"Haha, you mean this kind of care? Maybe less of this kind of care is better. Thanks to you and your sister." After saying this, Wang Ping walked away, ignoring what Liu Ying was saying.

"You—" Before she could finish, Liu Ying had already disappeared.

Liu Ying's eyes welled up with tears. She forced herself to hold them back and glanced at the classroom in the distance. Liu Ying didn't know how many times this had happened. Just a few days ago, she had been angry with this guy.

Every time something like this happened, Liu Ying would swear she would never speak to Wang Ping again, and would even deliberately chat loudly with male classmates who liked her in front of him. She knew she was doing this for that idiot's benefit. Liu Ying really didn't know if Wang Ping was truly an idiot or just pretending. She refused to believe that if she was so direct, he wouldn't even acknowledge her a little bit? Is he really a "good kid"?

Whenever something like this happens, Liu Ying can cope during the day by studying or getting close to other suitors, but at night, when she's lying in bed, that handsome face involuntarily appears before her, impossible to shake off. So, after a few days, the resentment always seems to disappear. Just a few days ago, she was so angry with him that she cried, but as soon as school started, she chased after him and tried to talk to him again.

When Liu Ying chased him to her sister's office, she saw Wang Ping being lectured by her sister. She sat and watched; this was the first time she'd seen her sister criticize a student in person. She hoped her sister would give this kid a good beating to vent her anger and put an end to his arrogance.

Wang Ping knew Liu Ying was gloating. He had just answered some of the homeroom teacher's questions, but now, no matter what the teacher said, he only answered "yes" or "no." He promised he would never "bully" his classmates again and would treat them like his own sisters, brothers, or cousins.

Wang Ping didn't care what his homeroom teacher said to him, nor did he care about Liu Ying's gleeful expression as she watched him being criticized. He was completely absorbed in his lecture, his eyes fixed on his teacher's ample bosom. He thought to himself: "Those breasts of the homeroom teacher must feel very arousing to touch. Why didn't I think about that before?" He remembered that his homeroom teacher had talked to him privately many times last semester.

After being lectured for more than half an hour, Wang Ping took back the winter vacation homework that his homeroom teacher had given him, which he had all received an A grade for, and went to the classroom to do the first day of cleaning with his classmates. This time, Liu Ying was his partner in mopping the floor. Liu Ying said it was the homeroom teacher's arrangement.

Wang Ping thought, "Who knows if it was the homeroom teacher's arrangement or yours?" However, this time, Wang Ping cooperated very well. He did whatever Liu Ying told him to do, and he answered all her questions well, without any sarcasm in his words. Sometimes he even said a few nice things to Liu Ying, making her feel very happy.

At 11:40, Wang Ping returned home as usual with immense joy. Upon entering the house, he saw that familiar and cherished figure in the kitchen through the glass.

Chapter 41.

Quan Hong returned home at 11:30. This morning, she had been diligently studying "Hong Ping Fang" family health oral liquid in her office's research lab. She discovered many molecules she couldn't identify in the mixture she and her son had mixed. These molecules appeared very active, so she took a small portion and placed it in a highly toxic liquid. After a while, the molecules remained active in the toxic liquid, surviving without being killed. Furthermore, she tested the toxicity of the liquid in the bottle, and the result astonished her, as the toxicity of the liquid in the bottle had decreased by two-thirds.

She truly found this somewhat unbelievable.

"Should I make this discovery public?" she thought to herself as she paced back and forth in the laboratory. "No, I must not do that. If I do, people will definitely ask, what is this? Where did you find it? Does it have any health benefits?"

After thinking it over, Quan Hong decided not to reveal the existence of her homemade oral liquid. She would only let her son, daughter, and second sister know about it. In other words, this new type of family health oral liquid could only be produced and sold by her family.

Before 11 a.m., Quan Hong arrived at the office and, not seeing any of her colleagues, assumed they had all left. Since there was nothing else to do, she left the office, bought some groceries on the way, and hurried home.

She thought her son was probably already home, waiting to penetrate her. When she opened the door, she found that neither her son nor her daughter had returned. So, she turned on the air conditioner, changed into her son's favorite winter dress (of course, she didn't wear underwear).

Just as she was about to turn on the gas to cook, the phone in the living room rang.

“Aunt Quan, hello, may I talk to you for a few minutes?” Quan Hong heard a very pleasant girl’s voice, so she asked her, “Hello, how do you know me? Can you tell me who you are…?”

“Auntie, Wang Ping and I are in the same class, both students in Class 1 of Grade 1 at Taiyang No. 1 Middle School. I am the class monitor, my name is Liu Ying.”

“Oh, so you and Ping’er are in the same class, and you are the class monitor. Liu Ying, what do you need me for? Is there something wrong with Wang Ping at school? Or…?”

“Aunt Quan, it’s not like that. Wang Ping is doing very well in our class, he is a very excellent student. I called you not because of him, but because of me, but it is also related to him.”

“Liu Ying, what are you saying, ‘is it’ and ‘is it’ and what? You’ve confused me. What is it? Is it important? If it’s not important, we can talk about it later, okay? I have to go cook now.”

“Aunt Quan, it’s hard to explain over the phone. If you have time, could we talk in person this afternoon?”

"Don't you have classes this afternoon?"

"I can ask for leave during the last self-study period. I wonder if Aunt Quan has time?"

"Okay!" Quan Hong didn't know why she agreed to this little girl's request. Was she trying to see how beautiful her son's class monitor was? Was she feeling a little threatened?

Quan Hong hung up the phone and smiled to herself, not knowing why she thought that way. She knew that no one could compare to her son's affection for her. Even a girl as vibrant and beautiful as Fang'er couldn't take her away from him. Because her son spent far more time with her than with Fang'er.

Quan Hong smiled as she went to the kitchen to cook lunch. After a while, she felt a pair of strong hands hug her tightly from behind. She knew her son had returned. The

one hugging Quan Hong tightly was Wang Ping, who had just returned from school. Wang Ping turned his mother around. Before she could speak, he sealed her lips with his, his tongue entering her mouth and entwining with hers.

Quan Hong responded passionately to her son, because she noticed that since returning from her sister's house, he kissed her several times a day. He even kissed her while making love to her. He even kissed her passionately while having sex with his sister.

A few minutes later, Wang Ping withdrew his tongue from his mother's mouth and asked, "Mom, why are you here so early today?" As he spoke, Wang Ping reached for his mother's genitals, "Oh, Mom, why are you drooling down there?"

"You naughty boy, why are you saying such nasty things?" Quan Hong said, gently pinching her son's cheek. However, she did enjoy her son's teasing remarks, though such moments were rare.

"Mom, am I really a bad boy?" Wang Ping said as he inserted his already hard penis into his mother's already wet vagina. "Mom, sometimes I feel like I'm a really bad boy because I even sleep with the mother who raised me. Don't you think a boy like that is a complete bad boy?"

"Ping'er, you are Mom's good boy, not a bad boy. Mom loves you so much." Quan Hong said, then smiled at her son and said, "Mom was just teasing you. You took it seriously. In Mom's eyes, you are a very, very good, very, very excellent child, a good child that other children can't compare to. Mom will always, always love you."

Wang Ping said to his mother while thrusting, "Mom, Ping'er also loves you very much, and will always, always love you. Ping'er will love Mom like this for the rest of his life."

At this moment, Quan Hong saw the living room door open. She knew that her daughter had come home from school.

"Ping'er, your sister is back. Go and crawl into your sister's little nest. Mom hasn't made lunch yet. Be good." After saying that, Quan Hong kissed her son on the cheek again.

Wang Ping saw that it was getting late, and that his mother wouldn't be able to work if he stayed like this. So he obediently went to the living room to play a game that both of them enjoyed with his sister.

Chapter 42

In the afternoon, Quan Hong arrived at the agreed location on time, a mid-to-high-end coffee shop. After entering the coffee shop, she found a girl with a good figure sitting at table number 9 in a corner. She guessed that this must be Liu Ying, the class monitor of her son who had asked her to come out. At this moment, she saw the girl waving at her.

Quan Hong went to the opposite side of the girl, and only then did she realize how beautiful the girl was, a true beauty. She wasn't tall, but she wasn't short either, of average height, maybe half a head shorter than Ping'er. Her features were very regular, with big eyes, red lips, and a round face. The girl didn't seem to be wearing makeup, and she exuded a natural beauty like her and her daughter. But she thought this girl was slightly inferior to her daughter. If her daughter gave her 98 points, then this girl would get 95 points.

"Hello, are you Liu Ying?"

"Aunt Quan, hello, please have a seat!" Liu Ying politely gestured to Quan Hong. "I am Liu Ying. Thank you so much for keeping our appointment on time."

Upon hearing these words, Quan Hong thought, "No wonder she's a top student from Taiyang No. 1 High School, and no wonder she's the class monitor of her son's class; she speaks so politely." But Quan Hong noticed a hint of melancholy on the girl's face, though she didn't dare ask why.

"Liu Ying, how did you know I was the one you were waiting for? Have you been waiting here for a long time?"

"Aunt Quan, I know you, of course I know the person who came in is the one I'm waiting for... I haven't been waiting long; I just arrived, about five or six minutes earlier than you."

"You know me? We've never met before, but I don't recognize you."

"Aunt Quan, of course you don't recognize me. You're such a famous scientific and technological talent in Taiyang City, how could you know a small, inconspicuous, and rather presumptuous first-year high school girl?"

In just a few words, Quan Hong already felt a sense of goodwill towards the girl. She couldn't quite remember the string of adjectives from earlier.

"Then how do you know me? We've definitely never met, how could you recognize me?

I haven't appeared on TV at all in the past year."

"Aunt Quan, just because you're not on TV, does that mean I don't recognize you?"

"Then why?"

Liu Ying smiled slightly at Quan Hong and said, "Because...because...you're Wang Ping's mother!"

Quan Hong thought to herself: Does this little girl like my son? Is she here to curry favor with her future mother-in-law to get such a dashing and handsome boyfriend?

"Young lady, just say it, what do you want from me? You're not going to tell me you've fallen in love with my son, are you?"

"Aunt Quan, you're right, I just want to tell you, I love him, I love Wang Ping!" Liu Ying's voice was calm, gentle, certain, and resolute, but not loud.

"Haha, I don't understand. If you love him, go tell him! Why did you come to his mother? And why did you come to me?" "

..." Liu Ying hesitated, unable to speak.

Quan Hong noticed the girl's sorrow had deepened.

"Liu Ying, is there something you need my help with?"

"Yes, Aunt Quan, I need your help, and only you can help me with this... Aunt, would you help me?... Would you help me?..." As Liu Ying spoke, two crystal-clear tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Seeing Liu Ying like this, Quan Hong knew she truly loved her son. She could guess most of the girl's thoughts; hadn't she herself fallen in love with her son's father when she was sixteen? Besides, she did have a bit of a liking for this girl; she didn't know why, but from the moment she saw her, she felt an inexplicable closeness to her.

"Little girl, what can I do to help you? What do you want me to do for you?"

"Aunt Quan, I love him so much, I'm willing to do anything for him… Sometimes when I miss him, I can't eat or sleep well, sometimes I have insomnia because of him… I've confessed my love to him many times, but he's like a wooden doll, completely ignoring me, and often says things that hurt me. What should I do?"

The tears that had been hanging in the corners of the girl's eyes finally slid down her lovely face.

Quan Hong quickly got up and went to Liu Ying's side, sitting down beside her. She took out a scented handkerchief her son had bought for her from her bag and gently wiped away the girl's tears.

"Auntie…" Liu Ying immediately threw herself into Quan Hong's arms, her head resting between Quan Hong's high breasts.

Quan Hong also hugged the little girl's head tightly.

Looking at the girl in her arms, Quan Hong couldn't help but think, isn't this the best choice for her son's wife?

She thought: Although her son loves her and his sister, neither of us can marry him. If a family of three—one man and two women—neither of them gets married, what will others think? Just a few days ago in Moon City, the older sister had stated that she wanted Ping'er to marry either Gao Ming or Gao Feng, so she could live with her daughter, because she said she couldn't live without Ping'er's penis. At the time, Quan Hong thought it was a good thing; firstly, it would give her son greater satisfaction, and secondly, the two sisters could be together every day. But now, a beautiful girl has appeared, saying she loves her son very, very much. Isn't this just adding insult to injury?

Quan Hong thought that if her son had several wives, plus her sister and herself, her son would be incredibly happy and content.

Of course, Quan Hong couldn't say that to the beautiful girl in front of her right now.

“Liu Ying, you two are still young, it’s not the time for romance yet. You should focus your energy on your studies so that you can…”

“Auntie, we’re not young anymore, we’re almost seventeen.” Before Quan Hong could finish, Liu Ying interrupted, “Auntie, didn’t you give birth to him when you were eighteen?”

Upon hearing this, Quan Hong’s face flushed again. She was a little puzzled; how did this young girl know so much? So, she said to the girl in her arms, “Liu Ying, you can’t just say things like that. How do you know I gave birth to my son when I was eighteen?”

Liu Ying slowly pulled her head away from Quan Hong’s embrace a little, her face still resting on Quan Hong’s breast. She felt this feeling was so comfortable, like lying in her mother’s arms. Her gaze then looked up and met Quan Hong’s gentle and kind eyes, and she immediately felt a sense of closeness.

“Auntie, could you please not call me Liu Ying? It sounds so distant and lacks warmth.”

“Then what should I call you?”

“Just call me Yingying, that’s what my mom and sister call me. You can also call me Xiao Ying.”

“Okay, I’ll call you Yingying then. Oh, Yingying, you haven’t answered my question yet.”

“You mean, why do I know so much about you?”

“Hmm…” Quan Hong smoothed a few stray hairs from the girl’s forehead.

“Auntie, my sister is Wang Ping and my homeroom teacher. How could I not know so much about you?…Auntie, do you like me? You don’t think I’m a bad kid, do you?”

“Yes, of course I do. Anyone would like a cute girl like you.”

“Then why doesn’t he like me?”

“Maybe he does, but he just hasn’t said it yet.”

“Auntie, can you talk to him for me?”

“Okay, I promise, but I can’t guarantee what will happen.” Quan Hong gently patted Liu Ying’s face a few times.

A lovely smile finally appeared on Liu Ying's face. This smile captivated Quan Hong.

Quan Hong couldn't understand how her son could dislike such a lovely girl. Did her son truly only have his mother and sister in his heart?

Chapter 43

A week passed, and Liu Ying still hadn't received the good news from Quan Hong. She couldn't discern any difference in Wang Ping's expressions and words.

Had Aunt Quan not talked to that blockhead yet? Liu Ying kept asking herself this question.

Actually, Quan Hong had already told her son about Liu Ying's deep love for him. And it was on the very night after Quan Hong's conversation with Liu Ying.

That night, Wang Ping finished all his homework early. He went to the living room and immediately collapsed into his mother's arms as she watched TV, his hands groping her entire body. His index and middle fingers were already inside her, and soon, slippery, lustful fluid flowed from her vagina.

"Mom, I want it."

Quan Hong's gaze shifted from the television to her son's face: "Oh, my good son, why are you asking your mother today? Before, when you wanted it, didn't you just thrust your 'gun' into my pussy?"

"Mom, how can you make me sound so unfilial? You know, Ping'er loves you very, very much."

"Ping'er, Mom knows, Mom loves you very, very much too. Come on, Mom is waiting for her son to come and be filial."

Just as Wang Ping's long spear was fully inserted into his mother's vagina lying on the sofa, Wang Fang finished her homework and came to the living room. But she didn't disturb her mother and brother, because she had her favorite TV show to watch.

Until ten o'clock, when Wang Ping ejaculated his hot semen into his mother's uterus, Wang Fang's TV show ended.

Then, Wang Ping moved the battlefield to his sister.

"Ping'er, Fang'er, let's go back to our room. It's getting late, be careful not to catch a cold in the living room."

The brother and sister obediently went to the three-person bed. As soon as Wang Fang lay down, Wang Ping quickly entered his sister's tender vagina, which was very familiar to him.

Quan Hong poured the health-enhancing fluid from her body into a container, quickly tightened the cap, and placed it on the top shelf of her bedside bookcase. This bottle was one she had brought from the laboratory, specifically for the "Hongping-type" health-enhancing fluid she and her son had created. On top of it, besides the bottle she had just placed, was another one containing the "Pingfang-type" health product created by her son and daughter.

Quan Hong smiled as she watched her son and daughter's continuous movements. She sometimes enjoyed watching them make love, and when she heard her daughter scream as her son penetrated her, she felt a slight pleasure herself.

After a while, she lay down next to her daughter and reached for her son and daughter's genitals, smiling as she looked at her son and said, "Ping'er, do you feel more comfortable penetrating your sister?"

Wang Ping kissed his mother and said, "Mom, I like both you and my sister, but to be honest, I feel more excited penetrating you than my sister. Maybe it's a feeling of returning to my roots." Wang Ping thrust into his sister a few more times, then touched her red lips with his small mouth. "Sister, don't overthink it!"

"Brother, why would I overthink it? Your mother is also my mother. I'm happy that you love Mom more. Ah... ah... Mom, Fang'er is coming, ah..."

More than half an hour later, Wang Ping ejaculated inside his sister. A few minutes later, he pulled his wet monster out of his sister's body and thrust it into his mother's wet hole.

Quan Hong knew that her son was going to let his treasure stay in his warm greenhouse overnight.

During these overnight stays, Quan Hong always slept on the bottom, her son's large penis fully inserted into her vagina, pressing tightly against her body, squeezing her two large breasts to the sides. Sometimes she slept on her side, in which case she would hold her son tightly in her arms. Behind her son, her daughter's smaller breasts pressed against him.

"Ping'er, do you want to marry a beautiful girl?"

"Mom, why are you asking this? Ping'er only wants Mom and my sister. I don't want any other women. I want to stay by Mom's side for life."

"Silly child, you have to get married eventually. Do you expect Mom and my sister to go register with you?"

"Mom, then let's not register. There are many couples in the world who aren't registered."

"But, how will you explain this to your colleagues after you start working? How will Mom explain it to her colleagues? How will your sister face her friends? In a family with two women and one man, if the man doesn't get married and the women don't seek men, won't people suspect something's wrong?"

"I don't care. What others say doesn't concern me." Wang Ping said, kissing his mother's red and hot lips.

"Mom, then what do you suggest? I want to be with my brother for life," Wang Fang, sleeping beside her mother, said.

"Ping'er, your class monitor is Liu Ying, right?"

"Yes, Mom, how did you know our class monitor?"

"So your class monitor is your homeroom teacher's sister? Why didn't you tell me?"

"What's wrong, Mom? Did our homeroom teacher come to you, complaining that I often bully her sister? Is that it?"

"It wasn't your homeroom teacher who came to me, but your class monitor. You little flirt, such a nice and beautiful girl likes you, and you didn't know? I don't think my son is that dense." "

Mom, how could I not know? It's just that I didn't want to get too close to her. My class monitor is indeed beautiful; otherwise, how could she be our school's beauty queen? A few times, I wanted to be with her, but when I thought of Mom and her sister's beautiful faces, those fleeting thoughts naturally faded away."

“Ping’er, could you consider your class monitor? We’re so happy that you love your mom and sister so much, but if you want your mom and sister to stay by your side forever, you have to find another girl to marry, you know? And I think your class monitor is a very good candidate.”

“Mom, can we talk about this later? Right now, I just want my mom and sister.”

“Don’t you miss your second aunt, your sister Ming, and your sister Feng?”

“Of course I do, but they’re not here with me.”

…

And so, Quan Hong hadn’t completely convinced her son yet. She believed it would take time, because her position and foundation in her son’s heart were already very deep.

A week passed, and Liu Ying still hadn’t received a result.

But Liu Ying was getting impatient. She thought: It’s been over a week, they should have talked it over by now, right? Why is there still no news? She thought she should ask Aunt Quan tomorrow, because tomorrow is Saturday, and the first-year high school students don’t have to attend extra classes.

The next day, Liu Ying got up very early, before her mother had even had time to make breakfast, and she went out. Liu Ying stopped at a small restaurant across from Wang Ping's house. She ordered a bowl of beef noodles and ate while watching the entrance to Wang Ping's residential complex.

A soft ray of sunlight shone through the restaurant's glass window, illuminating Liu Ying's youthful face with a rosy glow, highlighting her pure and innocent beauty.

At 9:25, Liu Ying finally saw three figures emerge from the security gate of the upscale complex across the street. One was the man she had been longing for, and the other two she recognized, as this wasn't the first time she had waited and watched for Wang Ping at this small restaurant. Walking in the middle was Wang Ping, flanked by two women: his mother, Quan Hong, and his sister, Wang Fang.

Liu Ying noticed that Quan Hong and Wang Fang were each carrying a bag; she guessed it must contain various snacks Wang Ping loved. It seemed the three of them were going to the park for the first day of their weekend.

Liu Ying followed the mother and her two children at a distance. After Wang Ping and his mother left, they got into a taxi, and Liu Ying followed closely behind.

Soon, they arrived at "Flower Fragrance Park."

Chapter 44:

Flower Fragrance Park is located in the east of Sun City and is the largest park in the city. Greenery covers most of the park, which features mountains, a lake, a variety of recreational areas, and, most notably, a sizable forest.

After entering Flower Fragrance Park, Wang Ping, his mother, and sister played in the noisy areas for nearly an hour, then went to the recreational area and played some of the more exciting games before finally sitting down on a bench. Wang Ping nestled in his mother's lap, eating fruit and snacks, while his hand secretly and inappropriately touched his mother's large breasts. Of course, an unsuspecting person wouldn't notice his actions.

Quan Hong, afraid that passersby would see her son's actions, quickly covered his small hand with her coat. For some reason, her son's actions gave her a strange sense of pleasure, even though her breasts were a plaything her son almost always touched, and he always excited her when he touched them. But this was the first time she'd ever felt this way in a public place, and she felt a sensation unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. She was acutely aware that she was already wet.

At that moment, Wang Ping's hand reached towards his mother's lower body again. He smiled slightly at her and said, "Oh, Mom, why are you so wet? Should Ping'er comfort you?"

Quan Hong quickly covered her lower body with her coat, completely concealing her son's hand. She pinched his cheek and said, "Ping'er, don't be silly. There are so many people here. If someone sees us, it's no laughing matter." Although Quan Hong said this, she desperately wanted her son to stop. She knew he wouldn't stop, because she knew that if he did, he wouldn't have acted so boldly in the first place.

"Brother, you're so bold! You dare to do this here? What will you do if someone sees us?"

Wang Fang chimed in, criticizing Wang Ping.

"Sister, Mom, don't worry. Even a three-year-old would know I'm Mom's son lying here. Who would expect their son to do something like this? Especially since we're in a crowded place. People who see this will think their son is being affectionate with his mother!"

Not far away, Liu Ying saw Wang Ping lying in his mother's arms. However, from her angle, she couldn't see Wang Ping's inappropriate behavior, as all she could see was Quan Hong's back. Liu Ying thought back to the feeling she had a week ago, lying in Aunt Quan's arms—a feeling she could never forget, just as comfortable as lying in her mother's naked arms. How wonderful it would be to lie between those large breasts again now…

While Liu Ying was still lost in thought, Wang Ping had already taken his mother and sister's hands and left the bench, heading south towards the lush green forest. So, Liu Ying quickly followed them. Soon, the three figures disappeared into the path, and Liu Ying saw them walk into the bushes on the right side of the path.

Liu Ying hurriedly searched for the place where Wang Ping and his two children had disappeared, but fearing they would discover her, she carefully scanned her surroundings as she searched, afraid of missing their "hiding" spot. She really didn't understand why this mother and her two children would choose a pathless place; were they playing hide-and-seek?

After searching for half an hour, Liu Ying finally found Wang Ping and his two companions in a relatively secluded spot, mostly shaded by small trees and overgrown with grass, where almost no tourists were around. But what she saw made her too afraid to even breathe.

Liu Ying saw: Quan Hong was lying naked from the waist down on the grass, her long coat on top of her, and on top of her was her son, Wang Ping. Liu Ying even saw Wang Ping's large, white buttocks moving up and down…

Wang Fang was standing by a small tree, glancing around occasionally, then at the scene on the grass.

She was probably standing guard for her mother and brother on the grass, Liu Ying thought.

Although Liu Ying had never experienced the pleasures of sex, even an idiot would know what the man and woman on the grass were doing.

Liu Ying felt a surge of heat coursing through her body, stimulating every cell; her blood was circulating faster, and her heart was pounding. After watching for only a few minutes, her lower body involuntarily contracted, and a gush of fluid surged out, soaking her underwear.

Her mind seemed to go blank. She didn't understand how she got home.

"How could this be? How could this happen? That's his mother…that's her son…"

Liu Ying lay quietly on the bed, unable to believe what she had witnessed—that it could happen to the top student in her year of high school at Taiyang No. 1 High School. And this was the person she had fallen deeply in love with at first sight.

No wonder he ignored her so boldly after she confessed her feelings. She had thought he was a blockhead, a deadbeat, an innocent boy who didn't understand love, a diligent student who only knew how to study, but it turned out he was infatuated with his mother's body. Infatuated with the place where she had come out. Was she even less attractive than a woman in her thirties?

His sister must have been…when he and his mother were on the grass…wasn't his sister right there? His sister's private parts…he definitely visited them.

If a man has two beautiful women, one tall and one short, by his side, would he still think about other women?

No wonder she wasn't attractive to him…

Liu Ying thought to herself, and tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her face.

A voice screamed from inside the room, “I don’t love you… I don’t love you… You don’t deserve my love, you’re a big bad guy!!”

Liu Ying tried desperately to banish Wang Ping’s image from her mind, but she couldn’t. The more she tried to get rid of him, the more deeply rooted his image became in her brain. This had tormented her countless times; every time she was hurt by him, she tried to forget him, but his image only swelled within her. This time, the blow and hurt were far greater than any before, yet why was the image she wanted to erase even bigger than before?

"Why? Why..."

"Ying'er, what's wrong?"

Liu Ying saw her mother calling for her by the bedside, and immediately got up and hugged her, burying her head in her mother's large, soft, and elastic breasts, and then burst into tears.

"Sister, what's wrong? Did that boy bully you again?" Liu Jing heard her sister's crying and came to her sister's room. She saw her mother holding her sister tightly in her arms, comforting her. Every time her sister cried so sadly, she could guess that it was Wang Ping who upset her.

Chapter 45

Liu Ying's mother is named Zhao Lin. She is just over forty-one years old this year and runs a small company left to her by her husband. Although the company is not big, it can still make more than 100,000 yuan in profit a year. She doesn't look like a forty-one-year-old woman at all. It's hard to believe that she is a woman with two children, let alone a twenty-six-year-old daughter. If Zhao Lin and Liu Jing go out together, everyone who doesn't know them will say: they are sisters.

Zhao Lin and Liu Jing both knew that Liu Ying was very fond of Wang Ping, and that Wang Ping had made Liu Ying cry and hurt her many times. Therefore, seeing Liu Ying crying now, they both blamed Wang Ping.

Zhao Lin had repeatedly told Liu Ying to stop paying attention to that brat Wang Ping, saying there were so many good boys in the world, and a girl as outstanding as her wouldn't be afraid of not having suitors. But when she saw the photo of Wang Ping that her daughter Liu Jing brought home from school and placed on her desk, she finally understood why her daughter was so infatuated with that boy.

Liu Jing knew that her sister's love for Wang Ping had reached an uncontrollable level. Because Liu Ying often slept with her at school during lunch breaks, and in every daydream of her sister, Liu Jing could hear her sister affectionately saying Wang Ping's name, often just the single character—"Ping."

Liu Jing sometimes felt jealous of her sister, because she also liked the popular Wang Ping. She had repeatedly asked Wang Ping to come to her office alone to talk, asking about things in the class. She deliberately displayed what others considered her very sexy figure, especially her breasts that could make men instantly aroused. But when she learned that her younger sister had fallen for Wang Ping, some of her behavior subsided.

"Auntie, why are you crying? Did Brother Wang Ping bully you again?" Liu Jing's almost six-year-old daughter also knew that Liu Ying liked Wang Ping, probably because Liu Jing and her mother had talked about her sister and Wang Ping in front of their daughter many times.

"Jing'er, that boy Wang Ping is too much. How can he treat our Yingying like this again and again?

Didn't you say you would teach him a lesson? Have you taught him a lesson yet? Otherwise, who knows what he will do to our Yingying next time!"

"Mom, I taught that boy a lesson very well when school started. Yingying was watching.

Sister, what's wrong today?"

Liu Ying nestled in her mother's arms, still sobbing sadly, without saying a word.

Zhao Lin said to Liu Jing, "Jing'er, Xiaoying left early this morning, I don't know where she went. I didn't see her when I woke up this morning. As soon as she came back, I saw her go straight to her room. I felt something was wrong, but I don't know why. I can only guess that brat made Xiaoying angry again. Jing'er, you really need to teach him a lesson. Or you can call him over and let me teach him a lesson. I don't believe he's that tough. I can't watch my precious daughter be bullied like this."

"Sister, you and Xiaoqing go out for a bit, I want to sleep with Mom for a while."

Liu Jing left her sister's room with her daughter, Liu Xiaoqing. After the divorce, custody of her daughter was awarded to her, and she changed her daughter's surname to Liu. The school house also belonged to her, but she only stayed there occasionally from Monday to Friday when she was busy. On weekends and most of the weekdays, she lived with her mother, sister, and daughter at her mother's house. Her daughter was usually picked up from kindergarten by her mother and stayed there.

Zhao Lin saw her daughter undress, then took off her own clothes and crawled into her daughter's bed.

Whenever Liu Ying was upset, she always wanted her mother to sleep naked with her; only then could she quickly forget what had upset her.

Zhao Lin always satisfied her daughter's wishes, comforting her in this way and soothing her sorrows with her maternal love. Because she loved her younger daughter so much—of course, she loved her older daughter too, but she loved Liu Ying far more than she loved Liu Jing.

Zhao Lin held Liu Ying tightly in her naked arms, her daughter's head nestled between her large breasts. A moment later, she noticed her breasts were wet; she knew it was her daughter's tears. She felt a pang of sadness herself.

"Ying'er, what's making you so sad? This time it seems more serious than before. Can you tell Mom?"

"Mom, he...he's so bad, he..."

Hearing her daughter say "he's so bad," Zhao Lin's heart tightened. She quickly asked, "What did he do to you? Did he...?" Zhao Lin wanted to say, "Did he sleep with you?" but she didn't say it.

"Mom, no...Mom, he's really so bad..."

Hearing that it wasn't true, Zhao Lin relaxed and said, "If he's so bad, just ignore him, isn't that enough? Why make yourself suffer like this?"

"But...I can't get rid of him. He's in my mind, I can't erase him. Mom, I love him so much..."

"You, how can you be so foolish, so stubborn, so persistent, so devoted? There are many other excellent boys in the world worthy of my Xiaoying's love."

Zhao Lin spoke while lovingly stroking her daughter's hair. She couldn't understand why her daughter was so infatuated with Wang Ping. She thought she really had to meet Wang Ping and have a good talk with him; she couldn't bear to see her daughter so sad and heartbroken.

Chapter 46.

On Monday, Wang Ping noticed that his class monitor, Liu Ying, wasn't at school. He didn't ask his homeroom teacher, Liu Jing, about it, nor did he know that Liu Ying had fallen ill after witnessing him and his mother at the Flower Fragrance Park. By Sunday afternoon, Liu Ying was lying in bed, refusing to eat or drink. That evening, she was babbling incoherently, but the words she repeated most often were, "Ping, I love you."

In the afternoon, after the last class, Wang Ping was preparing to pack his bag and head back to his happy world. He thought that once he got home, he could do his homework while simultaneously "stimulating his mother's vagina," fulfilling his long-held wish for "synchronous practice." His mother had said that morning that she didn't need to go to work that afternoon; the director wanted her to complete an important report at home.

"Wang Ping—"

Suddenly, a voice that frightened him came from behind him. He immediately recognized it as his homeroom teacher, Liu Jing's voice.

Oh no! Why did this voice have to appear at this time? Wang Ping cursed his bad luck. He thought that with this voice, his wish for the day was ruined again. He knew that his homeroom teacher was going to have another long talk with him.

"Is there something you need, Ms. Liu? Could we do it tomorrow...?" Wang Ping tried to sound natural.

He thought that if his homeroom teacher could postpone his request until tomorrow, or resolve the issue within minutes, he might be able to finish the "synchronous exercises" with his mother. But he regretted saying it, because judging from his homeroom teacher's tone, rescheduling to tomorrow was impossible, and if he went with her, the chance of her appearing was extremely slim, practically zero. Why bother saying it? It might just add more time.

"Please come with me," Liu Jing said to Wang Ping, then turned and left. Every time Wang Ping heard this, he had no choice but to obediently follow his homeroom teacher. Sometimes it was to the homeroom teacher's office, usually when no other teachers were there. Sometimes it was to the homeroom teacher's dormitory at school, when other teachers were in the office.

Wang Ping, carrying his backpack, followed behind Liu Jing. He saw Liu Jing's plump bottom swaying from side to side. He wondered if his homeroom teacher always walked like that, or if she was deliberately walking like that for Wang Ping's benefit. If it was intentional, he hadn't seriously considered why his homeroom teacher would walk like that for him to see. Today was the first time he'd ever seriously looked at his homeroom teacher's buttocks as she walked. "So Teacher Liu's buttocks are quite attractive after all," Wang Ping thought, his lower body involuntarily hardening slightly.

Wang Ping saw that his homeroom teacher wasn't taking him to the office, but rather heading towards the teachers' dormitory area of Taiyang No. 1 Middle School.

Wang Ping thought, "This is it, I'm completely finished." He knew that anything not handled in the office wouldn't be resolved in less than half an hour. "What could it be? Is it that serious? I didn't do anything to Liu Ying last week!

It seems like I treated Liu Ying much better than before last week!" Wang Ping wondered as he walked. As soon as

Wang Ping entered, he saw a cute little girl watching cartoons in the living room. He knew this was Liu Jing's daughter, Liu Xiaoqing, because he sometimes saw his homeroom teacher bringing her to school, and he had also encountered the little girl a few times at the homeroom teacher's house, so he recognized her.

Today, because Zhao Lin had to take Liu Ying to the First People's Hospital of Taiyang City for an IV drip, she didn't have time to pick up Xiao Qing from the First Kindergarten. Therefore, during the third period in the afternoon, Liu Jing had already gone to the kindergarten to pick up her daughter and bring her to school.

"Brother Wang, did you do something wrong again? Did you bully my aunt again?" Liu Xiao Qing innocently asked Wang Ping after he came in.

"Xiao Qing, watch your TV. Wang Ping, come with me." After putting his schoolbag on the table in the living room, Wang Ping followed Liu Jing into her study.

"Tell me, what did you do on Saturday? You have to tell me the truth."

Upon hearing his homeroom teacher suddenly ask him what he did on Saturday, Wang Ping's brain seemed to go blank for a moment. Because, the mention of Saturday conjured up in his mind a happy scene of him, his mother, and his sister at the flower park.

No way, how could his homeroom teacher know about that? On Saturday, he, his mother, and his sister looked around carefully to make sure no one was watching before he entered their bodies for the first time outside of their home. And while he and his mother were making love, his sister was there to keep watch; while they were enjoying themselves, his mother was there to keep watch. How could the homeroom teacher possibly know?

"Speak up! Why aren't you saying anything? You're afraid to admit it!" Liu Jing's voice grew louder.

"Teacher Liu, on Saturday, I didn't... I didn't do... I really didn't do anything..."

Wang Ping was so anxious that he started sweating profusely. If the homeroom teacher found out, his whole family would be ruined. ...

"Didn't do anything? Really? If you really didn't do anything, why are you so nervous? You usually answer questions clearly and fluently. Why are you stammering now?"

Seeing Wang Ping's manner and tone, Liu Jing was once again certain that his sister's affair was caused by him, and therefore her questioning became increasingly relentless.

"Teacher Liu, I really..." Wang Ping's legs began to weaken, but he remained standing firm. He thought: Did she really see it? What a coincidence! Should I kneel down and beg her?

This matter absolutely must not be leaked. Perhaps he should try to bribe her with money. At this moment, Wang Ping's mind was in utter chaos.

"If you didn't do anything, then how come my sister fell ill as soon as she came home on Saturday noon? It would be strange if it wasn't because of you!"

Ah, so that's what it was about. Wang Ping took a deep breath, and the heart that had been in his throat finally settled down. After a pause, he replied to his homeroom teacher with the characteristic air of the top student in the first year of high school at Taiyang No. 1 High School: "Teacher Liu, I spent Saturday weekend with my mom and sister at Huaxiang Park. I wasn't with the class monitor at all; I didn't even see her."

"You'd better be honest, don't try anything funny."

"Teacher Liu, if you don't believe me, you can call my mom and sister. Or you can call my house now; my mom is home!"

"Your mom's home? You haven't gone home, how do you know your mom's home? Doesn't she go to work?"

Liu Jing's questions always caught Wang Ping off guard. He paused briefly before saying, "My mom said this morning that she wouldn't go to work this afternoon; she has to stay home and write some kind of report."

"Oh," Liu Jing picked up the phone on her bedside table and quickly dialed a few numbers.

She knew Wang Ping's home phone number and cell phone number by heart.

After confirming, Liu Jing knew that Wang Ping had indeed been at Huaxiang Park with his mother and sister on Saturday. But she still didn't understand why her sister had been so upset on Saturday. If it weren't for Wang Ping's actions, her sister wouldn't have been so heartbroken.

"No, you have to go to my house and explain things to my sister. My mom still has some questions for you!"

Wang Ping thought. If he got home now, his mother would probably be making dinner, and it seemed he wouldn't be able to do the "synchronous practice." Sigh, what a bad day. Oh well.

"I need to tell my mom, otherwise she'll worry. Mom's waiting for me to eat."

"There's a phone in the living room. Go tell your mom you'll be having dinner at the teacher's house too."

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