Shuxian Enjoying Spring Outing

A gentle breeze

blew, and the grass was lush and green.

I sat in a rocking chair on the porch, watching a naked young couple in the distance, sometimes running back and forth, sometimes rolling around in each other's arms on the grass, and sometimes passionately kissing right in front of me... The scene before me made me feel as if I were in a carefree, trouble-free "Garden of Eden"; however, the behavior of the young couple in the distance was filled with an atmosphere of lewdness, making my breathing gradually quicken.

"Hmm... I didn't expect Enen to be so open-minded under Xiaoyan's tutelage... It seems I'm really old." "Wife, why are you sitting here muttering to yourself?" Before I could finish hearing those words, my husband sat down beside me and kissed my neck, making me let out a soft, affectionate moan.

"Oh, honey, didn't you see? Xiaoyan and Enen are having so much fun." "Hehe, young people are always more adventurous. But speaking of which, without your help, Enen's training wouldn't have been so successful. You know, a little over a year ago, she was just a shy, innocent little girl." "Hehe, if it weren't for you two perverted father and son, saying you wanted to train Enen into a docile sex slave, and her deep love for Xiaoyan, how could I have changed her? In other words, her transformation is entirely of her own free will, and has nothing to do with me." Saying this, I glanced at my husband's crotch and then said in a sour tone, "Look at you, the moment I mention Enen, your dick gets rock hard." "But every time I ask you to do me, I have to give you a blowjob for ages before your big cock will even start... Honey, are you already tired of playing with Shu Nu?" "No way! Wife, you're overthinking it. Hmm... No matter what changes happen in our family, you'll always be my most beloved wife. Besides, aren't you having a lot of fun with other men too?" "Um... never mind, I'm not talking to you anymore." I gave him a guilty glare and quickly changed the subject: "Honey, are you sure En En can accept... you know... that?" My husband grinned and said, "Hehe, Xiao Yan told me that he's already talked to En En, so I think... there shouldn't be any problem." Thinking about what was going to happen tonight, I felt inexplicably excited.

However, when it comes to En En and my husband, I think we have to go back to more than a year ago.

At that time, our new family relationship had lasted for about seven or eight months. Before Xiaoyan was about to enter his third year of junior high school, he brought a few close friends to our house one day. At his request, and driven by my own "lustful impulses," I ate several young men in one go, which broadened my horizons in terms of sex. After readjusting my mindset, I no longer rejected having illicit sex with men I met for the first time, and soon I was enjoying it.

From the initial excitement and embarrassment of exchanging partners with familiar relatives and friends, it progressed to me being able to go to a hotel with my supervisor and colleagues during lunch breaks for a "quick and easy lovemaking." Finally, my husband and I joined a wife-swapping club and even played with multiple couples. This kind of random and crazy group sex resulted in the number of men I slept with exceeding fifty in just four months—a number that even I found astonishing.

Actually, this is a rather conservative estimate. If we also include the times my son invites his classmates over to ask me to "adultify" them, or when my husband is away on business, he throws those lewd "house parties" with these young men at home, and when I go shopping at department stores or supermarkets and happen to meet a handsome single guy I like, if I feel like it, I'll try to persuade him to "have sex" with me in the bathroom. Then the number of men I've slept with far exceeds this figure.

Some people may despise my shameless and lewd behavior, but I think that as long as my husband and son don't care, why should I care what the world thinks?

However, all of this changed drastically after my son got a girlfriend.

I remember it was November, early winter, but the weather in Kaohsiung was still unbearably hot.

That day, after work, I was carrying home some cooked food I'd bought from the evening market when, in the alley next to the convenience store not far from home, I was shocked to see my son kissing a pretty girl about his age.

Seeing this, a pang of jealousy welled up inside me!

(Xiao Yan and her… um… is she Xiao Yan's girlfriend?) Although I knew my son had started dating and was aware of what might happen, seeing him and the girl so intimately cuddling in the shadows still left me with mixed feelings.

However, I didn't rush over to ruin their time together. Instead, I waited until he got home, ate dinner, and we showered together before bringing it up.

"Hmm... Xiaoyan, did you... you know... with your girlfriend?" "Ah! Uh... Mom, why are you suddenly asking this?" "Because when I got home just now, I accidentally saw you and her... kissing." "Ah! You... you saw it?" "Hmm." I nodded slightly, "Tell me honestly, have you... you know her?" My son actually nodded shyly.

"When did this happen?" "Well... last month, when our school had its graduation trip..." "Then... then why didn't you tell Mom?" My son glanced at me, then asked shamelessly, "Mom, are you angry?" "Didn't I tell you before that if you really get a girlfriend, you have to let Mom know first? That includes... your first time having sex. That way, Mom will be mentally prepared, and even if I accidentally see you kissing or having sex, I won't be overwhelmed." Seeing my son lower his head, looking lost, I softened my tone: "Actually, Mom doesn't object to you having sex with your girlfriend. After all, no matter how wild we go, my..." "My bottom line is that I can't let you get me pregnant, but if it's your girlfriend, that's a different story. However, I think you two are still too young, so I'm afraid you might go too far and accidentally have a child. Then… I wouldn't know how to explain it to her parents, which is why I was a bit harsh earlier. Do you understand what I'm saying?" "Mom, actually, you don't need to tell me; I understand the seriousness of this matter. Besides, before I had sex with Yi'en, I calculated her safe period, and afterwards I gave her your birth control pills, so the problem you're worried about won't happen." "Ah! You…" I was already so surprised I didn't know what to say, but what my son said next surprised me even more.

"Hmm... Mom, do you think if I wanted to train Yi'en into a sex slave too, would she obediently listen to me and accept my training?" "Ah! Uh... Xiao Yan, you're really addicted to master-slave training!? Isn't your mother enough of being your sex slave? You want to get another one?" "It's different, like you said, no matter how wild we get, you're still my biological mother. Besides, I'm really addicted now. If my future wife isn't as lewd as you, how can I make up my mind to spend my life with her?" "You!" I glared at him angrily, but she moved the camera down, pointing her vulva at the camera. Through her see-through panties, I could clearly see the shape of her vulva, like a small steamed bun, with thick labia. I typed to her: Your labia are so fat. She replied with a tongue-out emoji. That's how we met. From then on, I went to her chat room every day just to see her. When I got home at night, I would copy and paste from the local escort website she169.com, which offers private chat and in-home services. I would watch his performances, and gradually we started talking more and more. Sometimes we would chat on QQ while at work; at home, we would experience alternative sex, just for that feeling, I liked the atmosphere there. I thought to myself, what he said wasn't wrong.

I was willing to marry my husband before, but I accidentally got pregnant with his child, so I had to form a family with him so that the child in my womb would have a legitimate status. But after living with my husband for more than ten years, the time I felt happy and joyful was not as long as the days after I became a sex slave.

Since I truly abandoned my sense of morality and shame, and positioned myself as a "flesh toy" to be played with and ravaged, I found that my husband not only loved me more than before, but my sex life also became more colorful and no longer as dull as before—like doing some "routine."

Thinking of this, and looking at my son in front of me, and at my own body—which had become sensitive and lewd after being trained by both masters—I gradually felt at ease.

"Alright, since you understand the seriousness of the situation and know to take precautions, then Mom has nothing more to say... But speaking of which, do you really think she has the potential to become a sex slave?" "I just don't quite understand her mindset, that's why I wanted to ask you." My son, sitting in the bathtub, raised his hand, gesturing for me to sit with my back to him. Then, while rubbing my breasts, he said, "Mom, how did you agree to become my sex slave in the first place? I mean, besides worshipping my sexual prowess..." I hooked my arms around my son's neck and kissed him passionately for a moment before saying, panting softly, "That goes without saying, of course it's because Mom loves you very much! It's because Mom loves you that I'm willing to give everything for you, willingly becoming your sex slave and accepting your training." Saying this, I looked up at him and continued, "Hmm... as the master, you should understand master-slave training games better than the slave." It must be built on a deep and solid emotional foundation to work. If there is no love in your mind's SM, it's like a one-night stand. You wake up and go home separately. Even if you happen to meet on the street later, you might not remember that you were once in the same bed, passionately entwined all night. "Hehe, you slutty Shu Nu mother, is this your experience sharing?" "Tch! You're starting to abuse your mother again." "Hehe... Shu Nu, don't you really like being humiliated? I'm saying these things to cater to your sexual fetishes." "Oh~~ bad master... after you said that, Shu Nu... can't take it anymore... master... can you fuck Shu Nu hard?" "Of course, no problem." With my son's approval, my lust was high. I couldn't wait to raise my buttocks and swallow his already hard penis with my vagina, but he grabbed my waist tightly and wouldn't let me sit down.

"Young master..." I turned to look at my son anxiously, but he had a sly smile on his face and said, "Hehe, you lewd Shu Nu Mama, don't be so impatient." "Hmm...Young master, what orders do you want to give Shu Nu this time?" "Hehe, as long as you help me get Yi En, I'll immediately satisfy your lust." "Ah, is that so...If that happens, won't I...won't I become one of those 'madams' who forces women into prostitution?" "Please, I just want you to help me train Yi En, not persuade her to become a prostitute. What are you thinking!" "But I always feel that doing this..." "It seems like I'd be letting her parents down..." "Mom, this concerns my lifelong sexual happiness! Hmm... Mom, I think you wouldn't want to see me unable to find a wife in the future, causing you to never have a grandchild, right?" "Hmm..." After a brief moment of thought, I finally compromised: "Okay, as long as you truly love her and aren't just playing around with her, then Shunu agrees." "Oh! Ya! Mom, I knew you were the best." As soon as he finished speaking, my son immediately grabbed my waist and pressed down, plunging his rock-hard penis completely into my already overflowing cunt.

In an instant, the quiet bathroom gradually echoed with the sound of water splashing to the ground, "splash~" and my unrestrained, lewd moans.

"Oh... Master, you...you're so rough! My...my cunt...it'll...it'll be ruined by you...ah...you...don't move so fast...ooh...it feels so good..." "Oh...you slutty Shunu, I never get tired of fucking your cunt..." "Ah...then...compared to your girlfriend, which cunt do you...who do you prefer to fuck..." "Hmm...of course...of course it's Shunu's...Yi En's...cunt is too tight...and she's not like yours..." "So lewd... Oh... Just hearing your lewd and melodious moans... I... I want to cum..." "Ah... Then... then you should fuck this lewd slave hard... Ah... the slave is about to come..." "Oh... I... I'm about to cum too... Mom... I... Let's climax together... Ah- I cum..." "Ah... the lewd slave mom is also coming... Big cock master... my good son... cum all... all of it to the slave... the slave mom wants... wants to eat the big cock master's sperm... Ah-"

(II)

Since I promised my son to help him find a way to train his girlfriend, after he drafted the training plan, I offered my own views from the perspective of someone who had been through it all, so that he could make some modifications to ensure that the plan could proceed smoothly.

Since his girlfriend's mother had passed away, I naturally became the kind aunt who "finded a way to make her feel the radiance of maternal love".

However, the rings and tattoos on my body were completely unrelated to the image of a virtuous wife and loving mother in the minds of ordinary people. I was initially quite worried about this, but my son dismissed it, saying, "Who says a virtuous wife and loving mother has to be a traditional, conservative 'auntie'? If Yi'en doesn't accept your appearance, how can she accept my 'training'?" Even so, when my son brought his girlfriend home for the first time one Sunday, and she saw my almost completely scantily clad, her incredulous expression clearly showed that her first impression of me wasn't very good.

However, if she truly loves my son and intends to spend her life with him, then regardless of her feelings, she'll have to accept me as her mother-in-law in the future. Besides, I'm now used to those surprised or disdainful looks, so I won't hold it against this young girl.

Thankfully, after the initial shock, and with my son constantly praising me as a role model, complimenting my youth and sexiness, and how considerate and caring I am to him in daily life, and often saying things like he wants to marry a woman like me, I gradually instilled in her the idea that "she hopes her girlfriend can be as sexy and alluring as her mother." This helped her slowly accept my avant-garde and trendy appearance, and then I looked for opportunities for her to start dressing more maturely and sexily.

So, after she became a regular at our house, under the subtle influence of our family, her clothing finally started to change: from initially wearing youthful but conservative cotton t-shirts with blue jeans, she gradually started wearing fitted t-shirts with thin straps or knee-length denim skirts.

Besides, sometimes my son would ask me to go shopping with her, and then, at his prompting, I would deliberately leave him behind, casually chatting and strolling with her, naturally ending up walking side by side with her. If we saw any revealing or sexy clothes on the street, I would encourage her to try them on. If my son thought they were okay, I would immediately buy them for her and make a promise with her that I hoped to see her wearing them next time she came to visit.

As our family and she became more familiar, my husband and I started calling her "Fang Tongxue" and "Yi En," and eventually just "En En," while she went from calling us "Dad Zhou" and "Mom Zhou" to "Uncle" and "Auntie."

…After about half a year of getting to know her, En En had gradually transformed from a shy and conservative little girl into a cheerful and lively one, and her views on clothing had gradually become more accepting of revealing and sexy styles.

Perhaps it was our love and understanding that moved her, allowing her to receive a kind of kinship she couldn't find at home. This led us to celebrate her nineteenth birthday at a karaoke bar, and then at her birthday party where she and her son were admitted to the same high school. It was during this occasion that she called me "godmother."

Since she recognized me as her "godmother," I naturally felt I had to give her something as a gift. But what should I give her?

This unexpected "recognition of a daughter" incident left me completely bewildered, unable to think of a decent gift. Luckily, my son timely produced a beautifully wrapped rectangular box, handed it to the girl, and said, "Happy birthday, Enen," which perfectly eased my awkwardness.

"Yanyan, thank you," Enen said, tears of emotion streaming down her face, her voice choked with emotion, as she took the box.

"Enen, what gift did Xiaoyan give you?" I asked curiously, looking at the box in her hand.

"I don't know. Yan Yan, can I open it?" The girl looked at her son, wanting his permission.

"It's okay, go ahead and open it." Carefully unwrapping the paper and opening the box, I saw a silver-white heart-shaped necklace and a pair of exquisite earrings in the same design.

Upon seeing this unique birthday gift, Enen's tears, which she had barely managed to hold back, burst forth like a flood, turning her delicate, lightly made-up face into a mess.

"What a beautiful necklace, Xiao Yan, quickly put it on En En." I nudged my son's shoulder and winked, and he knowingly took out the necklace and put it around her neck. Then, unexpectedly, he kissed her cheek and said softly, "En En, do you like it?" "Ah! Yan Yan, you..." Although everyone knew about their relationship, my husband and I had never seen our son act so intimately towards En En in front of us. Therefore, when my son kissed her cheek, I couldn't help but wonder if this was a sign of preparing to go public with their relationship, or another form of discipline?

Unexpectedly, after seeing this blush-inducing scene, my husband suddenly said something surprising: "Xiao Yan, since you and En En are so in love, why don't you find a time before school starts to get married in court? En En, what do you say?" "Ah! Godfather, you... I... um... Yan Yan, it's all your fault!" With that, the girl shyly rushed out of the private room.

I rolled my eyes at my husband, quickly muttered, "You lecherous husband," and hurriedly grabbed my bag, leaving the KTV room. Just

as I stepped out, I caught sight of the girl entering the elevator, so I immediately chased after her and pressed the button on the wall just as the doors were about to close.

"God...godmother..." I took her hand and said, "Let's go out for some fresh air." After leaving the store, I called my husband, gave him a few instructions, and then took the girl's hand again. We went to the convenience store next door, sat on a bench, and I went in by myself to buy two drinks.

"Here, have some drinks." "Godmother, thank you." I patted her shoulder lightly and said with a smile, "The fact that you call me godmother means we're already family. Why are you being so polite with your godmother?" "I'm sorry, godmother, I..." "Hehe, godmother was just joking with you. Why are you taking it so seriously..." At this point, I immediately changed the subject: "Actually, I also want to apologize to you on behalf of your godfather. He's just like that; he often speaks without thinking. I hope you won't take what he said to heart." "No, no. Godmother, don't say that," Enen quickly waved her hands. "I... I really don't blame godfather. It's just that... what he said just now left me speechless..." "Hehe, then tell godmother honestly, do you really love our Xiaoyan?" I held her hands and looked directly into her eyes.

"Hmm... how should I put it..." The girl lowered her head, hesitated for a while, and then looked up at me. "Yan Yan is really good to me, whether it's in my studies or in our relationship. I feel very relaxed and happy when I'm with him... except..." Seeing that she stopped there, I quickly asked her, "Except what?" She shook her head at first, but then pursed her lips tightly and finally said softly, "Godmother, can I ask you a question?" "Yes." I nodded.

She took a sip of her drink, took a few deep breaths, and then said to me hesitantly, "Godmother...you...you and Yan Yan are very close, aren't you?" "Of course, what's wrong with that?" "Um...I mean...I feel like he...although he doesn't say it well in front of you, I always feel like he has a serious 'Oedipus complex'...and I...I feel like I'm just a substitute for his...emotional transference..." I frowned slightly as I looked at him. "Hmm? Why do you feel that way?" "Because he always talks about you. He often says how open-minded you are, how avant-garde and unrestrained your style is, and how great your figure is. Hmm...I also heard him say that you still often...shower with him?" "So you think Xiao Yan has an Oedipus complex?" I looked at her with a smile.

"Isn't that right?" I pondered for a while, took a few sips of my drink, then put my arm around her shoulder and said gently, "Hmm... I think it should be said like this: because Xiao Yan loves you very much, that's why he shares everything about our family with you. He and I are not only the closest mother and son, but also best friends who can talk about anything. I think he might hope that your relationship can be like ours, right?" "But... you shower with him..." Seeing her hesitant expression, I smiled and kissed her forehead, then patted her shoulder. "Silly girl, no matter what happens between Xiao Yan and me, he's still my biological son. This blood-is-thicker-than-water parent-child relationship is irreplaceable. And one day, he will leave me, leave this family of origin, and form another family with the woman he loves. As for whether that woman is you... that depends on whether you and Xiao Yan are truly destined for each other." After I finished speaking, the girl pondered for a while before saying, "Then... Godmother, I heard..." "Yan Yan said, 'You changed so much because of your godfather... Can you tell me why?'" "Because I love him! Hmm... There's a Taiwanese idiom, 'love to the point of death,' I don't know if you heard anything similar when you were in Hong Kong? It means that when you fall deeply in love with a man and decide to spend your life with him, you will give him everything without reservation, even if it means sacrificing your precious life for him, you... will have no regrets." I paused here, seeing that she still looked blank, I smiled and stroked her long, smooth, light brown hair, and said meaningfully, "I don't know if you've ever been in a relationship before? If not, I think you'll probably have a hard time understanding what I'm saying... But then again, if you really love Xiao Yan, why not find some time to communicate with him properly, try to understand his truest thoughts, maybe you'll get a surprising result." "Really?" "You'll know once you try." I winked at her and smiled meaningfully.

I don't know how effective this heart-to-heart talk was. But since then, my son's phone and camera have started showing nude photos of Enen, both indoors and outdoors. There are even photos of her giving him oral sex, of them standing naked in front of a mirror taking selfies, and of them deliberately filming each other while they're having sex.

Besides, the faint moans that used to escape when the two kids were having sex in their room have become clearly audible since this conversation. Whenever I overhear them outside the door, I feel a surge of intense jealousy.

I've expressed my dissatisfaction with my son's behavior of "forgetting his mother now that he has a wife," but he says that "we've reached a crucial point in his discipline," and asks me to be patient for a while, promising to make it up to me after he finishes his training.

The problem is, having been "severely addicted" to sex under the combined tutelage of the father and son, how could I bear the emptiness of a sex life without a hot, thick penis penetrating my cunt?

To satisfy my insatiable sexual desire, I had no choice but to search online for lonely, empty single men, or contact a few male friends in a wife-swapping club to engage in group sex with multiple men.

This day, after learning that my husband was away on another business trip, my sexual desire suddenly surged. I had originally found a single woman, but then...

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