The woman shared by three generations of the family; also known as "Grandma".

My grandmother (a woman shared by three generations of the family) –
My family is probably considered a problem family, mostly those that are not fully established.
There are three people in my family: me, my father, and my grandmother. My father divorced a long time ago, and due to financial reasons
, he works away from home most of the year, sometimes only returning once every six months or more, so it's usually just my grandmother and me at home. Since
I don't have a mother, my grandmother has been holding me to sleep since I was a baby, and I still do, so
I know her body very well. She is a woman in her sixties, and perhaps because she was quite beautiful when she was young, my grandmother
has always maintained a good figure.
She has snow-white skin, and although her breasts are a little saggy, they are still full and not at all flat. My grandmother's figure
is a little plump now, and her belly is a bit big, but it's not unattractive. One thing that makes my grandmother particularly
different from other women is that she has no pubic hair, which is a particularly deep impression on me.
Perhaps because we slept in the same bed since I was a child, although I often see my grandmother naked, I usually don't have
any sexual feelings. I've always been very dependent on my grandmother, perhaps because I didn't have a mother.
But after I turned seventeen, my relationship with her changed; from then on, she was more than just my
grandmother.
It all started with a moment of voyeurism.
That day, my father called to say he'd be home that evening; he hadn't been back for over six months.
My grandmother seemed very happy to hear this. That evening, after dinner, she told me to go out and play for a while. I
obediently went out. When I returned, I found my grandmother taking a bath.
"Hao'er, get me my underwear," she called from the bathroom.
I often helped her with similar things before.
"Grandma, open the door," I said, handing her the underwear. The instant she opened the door, I saw that she
had dried herself, her large, white breasts swaying noticeably.
Around nine o'clock that night, she told me to go to bed. Lying in bed, she seemed unable to sleep for a long time
, tossing and turning, as if something was on her mind. I fell asleep quickly, and if I hadn't been woken up by the urge to pee
, I probably wouldn't know anything.
Around 11 p.m., I woke up again, needing to pee, and realized Grandma was gone.
Maybe she went to the toilet too, I thought. But I didn't find her in the toilet, which puzzled me.
Coming back from the toilet, I heard voices coming from Dad's room; I knew he was back. The door to Dad's room
was ajar, and the light was on. I couldn't help but peek inside, and what I saw shocked me. Good heavens, I discovered
a huge secret—Dad was playing with Grandma's body! I was stunned.
Dad was sitting on the bed, legs apart, holding Grandma in his arms, his hands caressing her breasts.
He kept kneading those large breasts, like playing with two lumps of clay.
Grandma's breasts were deformed under Dad's kneading, her nipples appearing even redder, like two cherries. Grandma's
legs were spread apart, and her hairless vulva was very conspicuous beneath her slightly plump belly.
Her labia majora had long been parted by her father, revealing her pink clitoris.
The clitoris looked like a fleshy ball, slightly protruding outwards. "Mom, your body is still so smooth and tender, you don't look like
someone over 60," her father said. His hand began to penetrate her vagina.
"Mom's getting old. Son, it must have been more than half a year since you played with Mom, right?" Grandma affectionately wrapped her arms around her father's neck
, her face showing great happiness, her complexion flushed with excitement.
I really didn't understand why Grandma would so willingly let her father play with her body, as if
he weren't her son, but her husband. I thought, "This must be more than the first time Dad has played with Grandma.
" "Mom, I want to put my whole hand inside and feel what your uterus is like," Dad said,
reaching deep into Grandma's vagina.
"Slow down, it hurts a little. I've let you take my dick out countless times, don't you know what it looks like? Besides,
didn't you crawl out from inside? You always do this to me when you play with me.
" Grandma said, spreading her legs wider. At this moment, Dad's hand was almost completely inserted into Grandma's vagina. His hand
inside Grandma's vulva deformed it. Perhaps due to the intense stimulation, Grandma seemed very excited
, breathing heavily and moaning incessantly.
"Oh—oh—oh—" Grandma's moans became more and more urgent.
"Son, fuck me quickly. Mom wants you to fuck me with your penis. Good son, Mom missed you so much—" Grandma
shouted urgently.
"Mom, I'm coming." Dad pulled his hand out of Grandma's vagina and laid her down on the bed.
Dad skillfully inserted his penis into Grandma's vulva and began to thrust. Grandma spread
her thighs wide to allow Dad's penis to penetrate deeper. Her large breasts
swayed back and forth with my father's movements, appearing incredibly sexy and wanton. Grandma's moans mingled with the slapping sounds of flesh colliding,
intensely stimulating me and making my blood boil. My penis involuntarily hardened.
"Oh—oh—oh—son—is Mom's penis satisfying—fuck Mom to death—good son—
" Grandma murmured. Her large vulva flipped back and forth with my father's thrusts, her expression one of utter satisfaction and
wantonness.
"Mom—your penis is so big and soft—son can't get enough—no woman is as satisfying as you—your
hairless penis—unparalleled in the world—" my father said breathlessly. He stroked Grandma's large breasts as he fucked her.
"Fuck deeper—fuck deeper—oh—oh—oh—Mom didn't give birth to you in vain—" Grandma
moaned incessantly.
Afraid of being discovered, I quietly returned to my own bed. But I couldn't sleep; the sounds of flesh colliding
stimulated me, arousing my virginal lust, making me unable to extricate myself. I longed to join them, to experience
the unparalleled pleasure of sex like my father did, and to taste the sensation of my grandmother's hairless vulva.
About an hour later, I heard my father say, "Mom—I want to ejaculate—I can't hold it in anymore—
"
"Good son—let Mom lift her hips—let the semen go deep into Mom's uterus—" Grandma said.
Unable to resist my curiosity, I quietly slipped over to peek again. I saw Grandma lift her legs and place them...
She leaned on her father's shoulder. He grabbed her thick, large penis and thrust it into her vagina with a soft "plop
," then held her head and kissed her. After a while, he lifted his head, grasped her
breasts, and began thrusting violently into her.
"Oh—oh—oh—" Grandma frowned, her hands gripping his buttocks.
He thrust for about ten more minutes, then suddenly collapsed onto her, forcefully
plunging his penis deep into her vagina.
I knew he was ejaculating. Grandma held him tightly, her snow-white thighs and vagina open, receiving
her son's semen.
At that moment, I suddenly felt ridiculous. For a long time afterward, I pondered this: Grandpa
's semen nurtured Dad in Grandma's vagina, and now Dad, grown up, comes to fuck this vagina again, constantly
ejaculating into the very vagina that gave him life—isn't that mysterious?
That night, Grandma didn't go back to her own bed; she slept with Dad.
Since that peeping incident, I've had complicated feelings about Grandma.
I learned of her promiscuous and shameless side, and because of this, I was filled with sexual fantasies about her. Of course, she knew nothing
of this; she remained as loving and kind to me as always, still taking meticulous care
of me in every aspect of life.
Dad still often didn't come home, and Grandma still slept in the same bed with me every night. But whenever I
shared a bed with Grandma, I would have sexual fantasies, often secretly turning on the light to peek at Grandma's naked body. I would see her
large, white breasts and her hairless vulva, and it seemed Grandma didn't notice. These voyeuristic glances gave
me immense pleasure. I fantasized many times about having sex with Grandma, but I never had the courage. As time went by, this
fantasy evolved into a desire, growing stronger and stronger; sometimes I even wanted to rape her.
One chance encounter made my desire a reality.
It was a hot summer night. Grandma fell asleep quickly after getting into bed. But I
couldn't fall asleep for a long time. I turned on the light and, as usual, peeked at Grandma's naked body.
Grandma had been covered with a sheet, but perhaps because it was hot, she had pulled it off in her sleep,
saving me the trouble.
Grandma looked so alluring under the light, her large, slightly sagging breasts, her rosy vulva beneath her hairless mons pubis
—all of this intensely stimulated me, making my penis involuntarily hard.
"Oh—oh—oh—good son—fuck me deeper—fuck me deeper—" Grandma murmured in her sleep.
From her words, I knew she was having sex with Dad in her dream.
Her expression grew increasingly lewd, her mouth murmuring incessantly, her thighs spreading wide, making her vulva even
clearer.
I knelt between Grandma's legs, carefully examining her vulva. This was the first time I had observed
a woman's vulva so clearly; her high mons pubis made Grandma's entire vulva bulge outwards, like a steamed bun.
Her large labia majora, parted due to the dream, revealed her pink clitoris. Below her clitoris was a wide, fleshy
opening, the lustful fluid flowing from it soaking the sheets and her thighs.
"Oh—oh—oh—son—fuck me to death—fuck me hard—" Grandma cried out repeatedly,
her lustful fluid increasing with each cry.
I could no longer restrain myself, and with my hand, I tried to insert my penis into that fleshy opening.
Lacking sexual experience, I couldn't get it in at first. Just as I was struggling, Grandma suddenly spread her
thighs, which made it easier for me. When I tried to insert my penis again, it went in with a "plop." I then
lay down on top of Grandma. A powerful wave of pleasure instantly swept through my body; I felt my penis suddenly
enter an incredibly soft, slippery, and warm place. Animal instinct made me involuntarily
thrust my penis in and out, desperately fucking Grandma's enormous vulva, wishing I could
bury my entire body inside her.
She didn't wake up while I was fucking her. Perhaps she mistook me for her father, still moaning lewdly
, and holding me tightly, urging me to penetrate her deeper.
I fucked her for over an hour, feeling a little tired, so I pressed my entire body against hers, panting, and
played with her large, white breasts like my father would. Perhaps I accidentally hurt her, for she suddenly opened her
eyes. When she realized it was me fucking her, she was initially surprised, but didn't push me away.
I thought she would scold me, but she didn't. Her expression gradually changed from surprise to lewdness, and she suddenly
hugged me tightly, saying,
"Hao'er—fuck me—Grandma lets you fuck me—Hao'er has grown up—"
My heart went from tense to relaxed, and an overwhelming sexual urge made me hug this white, wanton old woman
, fucking her desperately, losing myself in the unparalleled pleasure her hairless vulva brought me, experiencing
the complex incestuous pleasure of fucking my own grandmother.
Grandma closed her eyes, enjoying the sexual pleasure brought by her grandson. After about an hour of more, Grandma lifted
her buttocks, letting me ejaculate deep into her uterus. This vagina, which had received Grandpa's semen, conceived Dad, and then
received her own son's semen, was now receiving her grandson's semen.
That night, I had sex with Grandma three times. Each time, Grandma accepted me with great enthusiasm,
satisfying me with her fair and tender body. Grandma said to me, "Good grandson, from now on, as long as you like, Grandma will let you play with me. You
don't know, ever since your father went out to work, I've never been satisfied, always longing for a man to satisfy me.
Hao'er, from now on, Grandma's body belongs to you two." Grandma is truly a treasure. Her body
was once my grandfather's paradise, after my grandfather passed away it became my father's paradise, and now it has become my paradise.
Her body has provided sexual services for three generations of men in our family; she should be considered a hero of our family.
Since I started having sexual relations with Grandma, our relationship has become even closer. Our sexual relationship
was soon discovered by my father. He didn't fly into a rage; he gradually accepted it. He told me to take care
of Grandma's health, that she was already over 60, and not to overwork her. I found it amusing.
When he was having sex with Grandma, why didn't he think about tiring her out? So I didn't take his words to heart.
Our family lived like this. To outsiders, although our family was incomplete, it seemed very
harmonious.
My grandmother and I were intimate almost every night. Whenever we shared a bed, I felt a strong
sexual urge. I would always snuggle into her arms and touch her body—her breasts, her vulva, and every
inch of her skin.
At these times, my grandmother would gently cooperate with me, letting me do as I pleased. After caressing her, I would become extremely aroused
and mount her, penetrating her vulva. Her large, hairless vulva gave me endless pleasure.
After I ejaculated inside her, she would always lovingly embrace me, letting me bury my head between her breasts
, my penis remaining inside her vulva. At this time, she would pat my buttocks and tell me about her amorous affairs.
Sometimes, while telling her stories, she would insert her hand into her vulva and caress my penis inside her.
Listening to her, I would often become sexually aroused again and have sex with her a second time. One rainy night, Grandma revealed
a shocking secret to me, a secret even my father didn't know.
That day, as usual, after I ejaculated, I lay on top of Grandma, sucking on her nipple,
and said, "Grandma, when was the first time you were fucked?" My question was a bit abrupt, but Grandma wasn't angry.
"Okay, I'll tell you how I lost my virginity for the first time; you might be shocked.
" Grandma then revealed a secret she had kept hidden in her heart for decades.
"It's like this," Grandma said.
"I'm an illegitimate child, abandoned by my mother after birth. An old bachelor adopted me; that old
bachelor—my adoptive father—was more than thirty years older than me. He raised me, and I'm still very grateful
to him." Grandma became a little emotional as she spoke, and her vagina loosened considerably.
"My adoptive father always slept with me in his arms since I was little. Perhaps because he had never been intimate with a woman's body before,
he became very interested in my body when I entered adolescence. Every night, he would stroke my
vulva. I remember when I was 17, one night, he used his fingers to probe my vulva. When he
inserted two fingers into my clitoris, he seemed very happy. He said, 'Before, I could only insert one, but today both
are in, so I can definitely fuck you.' Then he lay on top of me and said, 'Good girl, Daddy wants to
fuck you tonight, just bear with it.' After saying that, he spread my clitoris and inserted his penis.
At that time, I was obedient to my adoptive father, so I obediently raised my buttocks for him to penetrate. When that thick penis finally
went in, I felt a sharp pain. Because it was my adoptive father's first time having sex, he was very excited. That night, he fucked
me three or four times.
The next day, I was too scared to walk; my vulva was swollen from being fucked." As Grandma spoke, a lot
of fluid came out of her vagina, and I slowly played with it. Grandma continued,
"From then on, my adoptive father and I were father and daughter in name, but husband and wife in reality. I grew up slowly through my adoptive father's sexual love.
A woman who grows up with sexual stimulation will have better developed sexual organs. The reason why my vagina and breasts are
so full is largely due to my adoptive father's frequent playing with me since I was a child." Grandma seemed a little proud as she spoke.
It must be admitted that her body was indeed very attractive and sexy.
Grandma continued,
"Because my adoptive father didn't know how to use contraception, I was repeatedly impregnated and miscarried several times.
When I was eighteen, he got me pregnant again. The doctor said I couldn't have any more miscarriages, or I would lose my fertility.
This put my adoptive father in a difficult position. He had no choice but to find me a man to avoid embarrassment.
That's how I married your grandfather. On our wedding night, your grandfather was completely captivated by my radiant body.
He doted on me, and we had sex without any regard for time. Later, he discovered I was pregnant, and he was overjoyed.
Actually, this child is my adoptive father's; this child is your father."
Hearing Grandma say this, I was shocked: this was the mystery of my father's origins; it turned out my father was also the
result of incest. Grandma continued,
"After I got married, my adoptive father was very lonely. To repay his kindness in raising me, I often went to see him.
Every time, I let him have his fill, letting him experience all the wonders of a woman through me.
Sometimes your grandfather was puzzled: he noticed that every time I returned from visiting my parents' home, my vulva was often red and swollen, all
because of my adoptive father's lovemaking."
Grandma said that until my adoptive father died, she maintained a sexual relationship with him, serving him and
satisfying him like a wife. When my father was 10 years old, a car accident took my grandfather's life.
After my grandfather's death, she never remarried. People said she had no pubic hair, was a "white tiger," and would bring bad luck to her husband and father; no one
dared to marry her. As a result, she could only rely on my father. When my father was 17, he had his first
sexual relationship with her, and this relationship remained unchanged afterward. When she was 40, she became pregnant again, thanks to my father
. At first, she wanted to have an abortion, but my father disagreed. Grandma had no choice but to secretly give birth to that child—that is,
me. I was shocked when I heard the news. Later, thinking about it carefully, I found it quite interesting: I am Dad
's son, Grandma's grandson; and also Grandma's son, Dad's brother. Grandma is Dad's mother, and also
the mother of his son.
Grandma said that I was initially given away. After Dad got married, his wife—my nominal
mother—couldn't have children and took me back.
They claimed it was an adopted child to cover it up. Later, Mom couldn't tolerate Dad and Grandma's incestuous relationship and
divorced her.
After telling me all this, Grandma treated me even better. Whenever I lay on her plump, white vulva, playing with her
breasts, I couldn't help but call her "Mom." I played with her plump, fleshy hole countless times,
and my imagination ran wild. Dad crawled out from here, and I crawled out from here too. My grandfather, Dad, and
Grandpa had all made love countless times in this fleshy hole, and now I ejaculated countless times here. Whenever
I think of this, I feel a surge of lust and can't help but thrust my thick penis straight inside.
I grew up amidst my grandmother's sexual lovemaking. Later, I went to university and, after graduation, worked in a city far away
. Later, I got married and started a family. My father didn't remarry; he continued to live with my grandmother. Every time I go home...
During my visits to relatives, I always had sex with my grandmother. She always let me play with her freely, and several times my father and I played
with her body together. Perhaps because her body gave me so much pleasure, even
when I had sex with my wife, I always thought of her.
The last time I had sex with my grandmother was when she was 78 years old; by then, her body had atrophied. When I
eagerly pulled down her pants, I found her vulva was still very moist—her clitoris and labia hadn't
shriveled. I inserted my penis deep into her vulva, holding her withered body, slowly fucking her;
the sensation from my penis was still very stimulating. My grandmother said that only her vagina hadn't aged because it was soaked in semen.
My grandmother passed away at 82. On the day she died, when my father and I changed her mourning clothes, I found semen
flowing from her vulva. Later, my father told me that before she died, my grandmother asked him to fuck her vulva, and he had no choice but to comply. After ejaculating, my grandmother
wouldn't let me pull out.
Dad felt Grandma's body temperature gradually cooling down with his penis. After Grandma died, Dad said he held her fleshy
body for several days, reluctant to let go. Dad said Grandma passed away peacefully and contentedly.

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