【Return】(10) 【Author: (sfl0) Dr. Buwen】

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********** 　　... 　　"Hoo...so good! Sob!" Xing Cui seemed to suddenly regain her vitality, her whole body soaking wet 　　like a fish, crawling on my chest, her teeth gently nibbling at my nipples, her lower body 　　trembling rapidly like a small electric motor, constantly devouring my penis. 　　I kept my promise and released the dragon pearl that could just touch her G-spot, letting her feel like a fish in water, swallowing 　　and releasing dozens of times, before she bit my shoulder, letting out muffled groans through her nose. Inside her honey hole, my penis was pressed tightly 　　against the dragon pearl, and her cervix was holding my glans, gushing out streams of fluid, making my glans numb, almost causing me 　　to lose control. I quickly calmed my mind, focused my energy, and opened my glans to receive her flowing primordial yin. 　　It was so abundant, she probably hadn't felt so good in a long time that she ejaculated, after all, few men 　　's yang energy is enough to stimulate the primordial yin that is "glimpsed through a tube". Prolonged pressure from this thing will cause yang deficiency, no wonder her 　　face has such a heavy, sinister aura. I slowly sat up and held her in my arms. She was still biting my 　　shoulder tightly, her whole body trembling slightly, the contractions of her vagina hadn't subsided, she was still having an orgasm. I quickly seized the time 　　to eat and digest, it would be a sin not to take advantage of such good food. 　　After I finished refining, I suddenly felt that my shoulder was wet. Xing Cui is not a child anymore, could it be that she's full down there 　　, but her mouth up there is hungry and wants to eat my flesh? I heard a faint sobbing sound in my ear, her eyes were slightly red as if 　　she had been crying, her slender, fair back trembled. I began to gently stroke her back, wanting to prop up her 　　head and give her a deep kiss. But she hugged me tightly, refusing to move, her teeth loosened, she just rested 　　her neck on my shoulder. I was suddenly at a loss for words. I'm good at sleeping with women, but 　　my skills at picking up girls are really mediocre. 　　She cried silently for a while, then suddenly said softly, "You're amazing!" Her face flushed, her eyes sparkling, 　　a far cry from her usual arrogant and fierce demeanor. 　　I hummed in response. She abruptly raised her head, gazing at me with eyes full of deep affection, and then 　　kissed me passionately, our lips and teeth intertwining and sucking. Just then, my phone rang 　　. The caller ID showed "Zhu Yuting." Oh my god! 　　Xing Cui, seeing the phone screen, also shrank back in fright. I answered the phone, and Zhu Yuting's somewhat 　　anxious voice came through: "What are you doing? Have you found a house yet?" 　　"Yeah, almost, the house is pretty nice!" 　　"Come back for dinner if you've found one!" 　　"Dinner?" I glanced at the time; it was already 5:30. Looking at the mess on the bed, we 　　'd been up all afternoon. Xing Cui's vagina still enveloped my penis. She hugged my waist like a child 　　, her ear pressed against my chest, quietly listening to my phone call. This reminded me of a docile kitten, and 　　I instinctively gently stroked her back with my fingertips. 　　After hanging up the phone, I felt a little awkward, unsure how to pull my still-thick penis out of her body. 　　Pulling it out directly seemed impolite, but she didn't seem inclined to get up. I simply lowered my head and kissed 　　her forehead, hoping she would understand. 　　Xing Cui tilted her head slightly in response to my kiss, and after a short while of lingering intimacy, she suddenly asked, " 　　What do you do when there's no woman around?" 　　I was somewhat surprised by her question and casually replied, "Meditate." 　　"Meditate? Don't men all like to masturbate?" She leaned on my shoulder, gently tracing 　　the bite marks from before with her fingers. 　　"Master forbids it." 　　"Master? You have a master? Are you really a gigolo?" She abruptly turned her head away, seemingly trying 　　to escape my body. I then realized that her previously dry vagina had become moist and soft again; 　　after all, with a virile penis inside, her vagina couldn't handle it. 　　"What nonsense are you spouting? You're the prostitute!" I laughed and scolded, then suddenly noticed her displeasure. I quickly 　　recounted the apprenticeship story I'd told Yuting before, omitting 　　the parts related to my true identity. 　　She looked at me with some surprise, scrutinizing my eyes. I calmly returned her gaze. She began to believe 　　I wasn't lying, punching me in the chest and complaining, "No wonder you have that pimple! Why 　　didn't you appear sooner? So I could have deflowered you!" 　　"There's no such thing as early or late. Isn't it fine now? Are you comfortable, sister?" I deliberately gave her another 　　punch. 　　She gasped in surprise, then hugged me tighter, saying emotionally, "Now I believe you really don't use condoms 　　anymore. I searched everywhere at Tingting's house that day and couldn't find any. I thought it was because you guys cleaned so thoroughly." 　　"Then how did you know we were having an affair?" 　　"It's simple. I found two sets of sexy lingerie in the bedside table drawer, and they were freshly washed. A 　　young, pretty widow, a handsome cousin living there, and then there's the worn lingerie—any fool would know 　　they're having an affair." Xing Cui said happily, "But honestly, you're really, really amazing! 　　It's hard for a woman not to have an affair with you. And… you look a lot like my third brother, no wonder Tingting 　　accepted you so quickly." That last sentence sent a chill down my spine. I hoped she wouldn't realize I looked more like her second brother!

However, Xing Cui was just saying it casually. At that moment, she suddenly displayed a bit of a girlish frankness and innocence,
which stirred a spark of romance in me. I praised her, "Sister, you're amazing too! Your oral skills are excellent. I originally thought
you couldn't do oral sex at all, but I didn't expect..."
"Haha! Whether it's intercourse or making love, it's about both people relaxing and having fun.
What's the point if you can't enjoy yourself?" Saying this, she kissed my nipple again.
"Yes, sex is about being unrestrained to be happy! Sister, can I ejaculate inside next time?" Actually, I
had this thought the moment my penis touched my cervix, but for some reason, I suddenly gave up. Now I took the opportunity to make
this request. To be able to ejaculate inside my own aunt, and preferably get her pregnant—what a wonderful revenge that would be
!
She paused, then suddenly smiled sweetly, "Then let's see how you perform, little brother! Don't hide it anymore. I know
your hand has been hooking onto that dress for a while, wanting to put it on. Go ahead! You haven't dared to move for so long, which proves you still care about
my feelings, and I'm quite happy about that!" As she spoke, she twisted her waist, slowly lifting her buttocks away from my penis, her
swollen vulva still dripping with saliva.
My penis was still purplish-red, only covered with a thick, slightly white liquid. Xing Cui looked at it reluctantly,
then suddenly bent down and took it into her mouth again. Good heavens! This is never going to end! Just as I was about to move away, she spat out my penis
, smiling as she said, "Don't worry, I'm just helping you clean it up. Don't rush to put it on, hurry up and take a shower, otherwise
Tingting will smell it as soon as you get home. Women are most sensitive to this!" As she spoke, she started licking it again.
In the bathroom, under the warm water, Xing Cui carefully cleaned my genitals, jokingly saying,
"Your cousin is really something else, you can't bear to part with me for so long! I had evening self-study tonight, but
I'll come over and stay with you for the night after class."
I laughed and said, "Aren't you also in your prime, sister?"
She suddenly straightened up, wrapped her arms around my waist, pressed her lower body against my penis, and softly asked, "So,
which one do you prefer, this wolf or this tiger?" Her beautiful eyes blinked, making me a little flustered.
I pretended to rinse my face before answering, "They each have their own advantages."
"Men are just greedy!" Xing Cui gave me a seductive glare and said, "Tell me honestly,
are you two really cousins?"
"We're somewhat related, but basically not by blood. It's just that she often took
me to play when I was little." These were all the truths, I could face the heavens and earth with a clear conscience.
Xing Cui's hand tightened, and she said quietly, "So you mean you two can get married?"
I deliberately thought for a moment before saying, "Sister Ting doesn't think it's a good idea. After all, her husband just passed away, and she's afraid your Xing
family will gossip."
"So you're planning to live together like this long-term? There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. If things come to light one day, even
more people will gossip!"
I smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say. Xing Cui stroked my shoulder with her fingers and suddenly
asked, "Wow, the wound from my bite is almost invisible! You're really good at martial arts!"
I quickly and proudly struck a few bodybuilding poses for her. She touched her bulging pectoral muscles and
said, seemingly casually, "A man can't be so irresponsible... Why don't you marry me? No one in the Xing family will dare
to say anything to me. At worst, I'll allow you to visit Tingting twice a week."
I couldn't help but beam with joy and immediately replied, "Haha, this... this isn't very good, but... you're very
open-minded."
Xing Cui looked up and kissed my cheek, saying gently, "Men, how can you control them! Tingting
isn't an outsider, after all, my third brother is gone, and she's related to you. I can't cut off your connection
, so why not let you two relax a bit? Besides, I probably can't satisfy you alone."
"Now that you mention it, it seems like it makes sense!" I reached out and grabbed her left breast.
"Bullshit!" Xing Cui raised her eyebrows, her peacock-like expression returning. "You wish!
A toad trying to eat swan meat! Our relationship is only this much. We get along well, there's no need
to make things unpleasant with that piece of paper..." 　　My 　　temper flared instantly, as if
I were back to that night when she berated me. My breathing became labored
, and I had no desire to continue the conversation . I said curtly 　　, 　　" I'm not worthy
. I'm leaving. " 　　I immediately walked out of the bathroom, quickly dried myself, and left. ********** ... 　　I composed myself and replied: "Thank you, I've thought it over and will reply to you tomorrow." 　　But as soon as I sent it, I felt it was a bit too serious. Just as I was thinking of something to lighten the mood, she sent 　　another message: "After all, I'm a newly widowed woman, it's impossible for me to marry a young man so quickly, although I like 　　him very much too." She then added a kissing emoji. 　　That's a succubus for you; a few words and she'd cheered me up. 　　I casually sent her a kissing emoji. She then sent a picture of a beautiful woman licking a banana, 　　which made me feel hot down there. Sigh, too bad I can't "eat meat" when I get back. That disobedient little girl, Tingting, is interfering with 　　her brother's exercise! 　　Just as I entered the apartment complex, "ding-ding," another WeChat picture appeared: a bright red slit, two white 　　fingers parting a small opening, revealing layers of tender flesh at the vaginal opening. Of course, I recognized that opening; 　　my little brother had been inside it just an hour ago. You could see thin watermarks on the tender flesh, and below was a blue 　　leather sofa. She was taking a selfie in the car! How daring! I couldn't help but look around to see if anyone was watching. 　　I first sent a lewd emoji, then said: "Such pretty blue panties, but I remember 　　she was wearing pink lace before!"

She first sent a pouting emoji, then said: "Sister has so many pretty panties, I could change ten pairs every day
without a problem."
I sent a smirking emoji and said: "Awesome! Please post a picture of a thong!"
I guess Xing Cui was being suggestive, because there was no further activity on WeChat. I entered the house, and Yu Ting walked up to the door with a big smile,
kissed me, and whispered, "Little Tingting is taking a shower, hurry up and kiss your husband!"
I responded with a French kiss and said, "I want to do what lovemaking is with Big Tingting." I casually
slapped her butt. Zhu Yu Ting gave me a deep look, then quickly ran into the kitchen, calling out,
"Little brother, hurry up and wash your hands and eat!"
*Thump thump* My phone, which was on the shoe cabinet, flashed. I opened it and saw it was Xing Cui again: "Good boy, next time sister
will wear a C-shaped top for you.
" **********
The little brother was so excited he couldn't sleep all night, so he decided to move the next day. On Friday afternoon, Zhu Yuting took
a day off and drove over to help me pack. Xing Cui also happened to be free in the afternoon and came to greet us; the keys
were ready too. The mess from yesterday was gone, the sheets were clean and tidy. Xing Cui was really
thoughtful; maybe she's experienced in sneaking kisses!
Every time Zhu Yuting wasn't looking, Xing Cui would get handsy with me. A while later,
she asked me to check the showerhead because it was malfunctioning. As soon as I went in, she grabbed my genitals and rubbed them through my pants, deliberately
saying loudly, "This pipe is so thick, it must be really hot when you shower!" A little while later, she asked me to check
if all the tableware was there, then pressed her breasts against my back and rubbed them up and down, asking, "Do you like pizza? I
learned how to make it from a chef when I was traveling in Italy; my dough is really elastic." The worst was
the exercise chair; she sat on my lap and rocked back and forth, saying the frame felt so comfortable. Luckily, Zhu Yuting wasn't cunning
and didn't notice anything unusual.
After finally getting everything sorted out, everyday clothes were neatly hung in the closet, and drawers were filled with folded
underwear and rolled-up socks. Several pairs of shoes were also placed in the shoe cabinet by the door, including slippers for showering, as well as bamboo
slippers and plush slippers that covered the feet. Zhu Yuting is such a good wife! There was also a wardrobe next to it, full of women's clothes.
Xing Cui said they were all her daughter's, but I secretly opened a drawer and found some sexy lingerie, obviously prepared by her herself
. I'm so looking forward to our future blissful sex life! Hahaha!
I originally planned to just find a restaurant outside the neighborhood, but Xing Cui insisted on taking us to a relatively upscale
Chinese restaurant called "Nian Yue," and even booked a private room for us. While eating, Xing Cui would occasionally make a joke, and Zhu Yuting
was quite happy at first. Gradually, more and more dishes were served, and Xing Cui's jokes became more risqué, making Zhu Yuting's smile a little
forced. I could only pretend not to understand and obediently eat my food.
Suddenly, my chopsticks stopped. Zhu Yuting hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Did you get a fishbone stuck?"
"No, my throat's a little itchy!" I pretended to clear my throat. Xing Cui's little foot had once again slipped unnoticed and
touched my crotch. To avoid her sexual harassment, I deliberately chose a seat far away from her, but I didn't expect her
to still manage to sneak around.
Her foot wasn't still, and Xing Cui's mouth didn't seem to be letting up either. She started talking about a foreign couple, a brother and sister
, who had an incestuous relationship and got pregnant, embellishing the story with exaggerated details, saying things like the brother's penis was particularly large, driving the sister crazy
. This made Zhu Yuting blush and dare not answer. I could only bury my head and pretend not to hear, after all, I still
had to deal with that little foot encased in stockings between my legs.
Seeing that Zhu Yuting's expression was off, Xing Cui changed the subject to something about how popular sibling relationships are these days. My lower
body was half-erect from her torment, and fearing that Yuting would find out, I quickly wiped the sweat from my forehead.
But Zhu Yuting noticed my unusual behavior. She slammed down her chopsticks and said to Xing Cui with a serious expression,
"Little sister, don't talk nonsense. Look, my brother is sweating." She had clearly misunderstood
the reason for my sweating. In any case, her words made Xing Cui immediately retract her small foot.
Xing Cui stood up with a smile, picked up a glass of cider, and said, "Tingting, don't be angry. I'm just
laying the groundwork for something important..." She paused.
Zhu Yuting's chopsticks fell onto the table. She quickly picked them up, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and said, "I'm
going to the restroom first."
"Don't rush, Tingting..." Xing Cui put down her glass, took Zhu Yuting's hand, and said with a smile, "Tingting,
I've fallen for your cousin. I feel like having a relationship! I wonder if your older cousin would approve?" I was so startled that I
immediately coughed.
The fake cousin, Zhu Yuting, was completely stunned. She had already half-stood up, but immediately sat back down,
stammering, "This...this...Cui Cui, what do you mean by this?"
"Hahahaha!" Just as we, the imposter siblings, were at a loss, Xing Cui suddenly let out a crisp
laugh, "Look how scared you two siblings are! I was just joking. The little brother is very handsome and cute, but I can't
steal someone else's good looks! Hahaha!" She then let out another burst of giggles, giving Yuting no chance to refute.
An awkward dinner finally ended. As we left the restaurant, Yuting secretly hooked her little finger into my palm.
Before I could react, I heard her say to Xing Cui in a serious tone, "Cui Cui, I think I left something in that room.
I'll have Xiao Fei take me up to get it. You go back first!"
Xing Cui smiled, nodded, and got into her car and drove away. Although Xing Cui's car was nowhere to be seen,
Zhu Yuting still carefully avoided my hand, but her body would occasionally press against mine, rubbing against
me with her shoulder, like a couple who had just had a minor tiff. Once inside the apartment complex, the closeness turned into
a snuggling, because there were occasional passersby walking dogs, cats, or children, so we didn't dare to be too intimate, though
Zhu Yuting's fingers were already digging into my palm.
Entering the elevator, I noticed her cheeks were flushed, her long eyelashes fluttering as she looked at
me, wet. I knew these weren't tears, but the pent-up desire of the past week. The elevator was going up to the 20th floor, and there were quite a few people
, so we could only hold hands.
We practically ran into the room, closed the door, and Yuting hugged me tightly, gently biting my teeth...
She nibbled at my clothes, followed by a breathtakingly deep kiss. Our lips met, saliva mingled, and it was a struggle
to separate us. Yu Ting gazed at me intently and softly called out, "Husband!" This word was no longer taboo; we'd
used it a hundred times, but this time it was definitely the most passionate.
I lifted her pink pleated skirt, caressing her thighs encased in flesh-colored stockings. Her thighs trembled slightly,
a warm glow emanating from her crotch. My fingers lightly touched the crotch of her panties—they were soaked. My dear Tingting, these past few days have truly
been tough for you!
I kissed her lips, then scooped her up and placed her on the dining table by the door, her legs
spread wide. Since she was wearing high-heeled sandals with cross-straps, I didn't bother taking them off. I lowered my head and began kissing
the inside of her thighs, each kiss heavy, deliberately making loud noises to excite and embarrass her, her eyes filled with affection
, soft moans escaping her lips, further fueling my desire.
He licked her mons pubis a few times through her panties, making her legs tremble, her slender heels tapping crisply on the table
. His tongue slowly slid across the silky pink panties, and Yu Ting's hips twitched slightly. Soon, I
could feel her clitoris at the entrance; even if I inserted it now, there would be no resistance. But I wasn't in a hurry.
The night was long, and my lower mouth hadn't had any meat in so long; I had to let my second wife have her fill.
My tongue and mouth worked seamlessly together, taking the wet crotch of her panties into my mouth, sucking the juices, making
a "sizzling" sound. Zhu Yu Ting gritted her teeth and cursed, "You're so indecent!" But her eyes were full of admiration.
"Wife, I was wrong, I'll hit the clitoris right away." This made her chuckle, and then
a stream of honey-like fluid gushed from her vagina. I quickly pulled down her panties, focusing my tongue on her clitoris, while my right middle finger probed
inside, gently massaging her vaginal muscles in a clockwise direction. It seemed her pubic hair had grown quite a bit in the past few days, tickling my
nose a little.
After a few minutes, Zhu Yuting had already orgasmed once. I placed my mouth on her vaginal opening, sucking
in all her secretions, but not swallowing. I sat up and leaned over to her lips, French kissing her. She knew
what I had in my mouth; though somewhat unwilling, she didn't resist. After a slight hesitation, she abandoned her reserve and intertwined her tongue with mine
, finally swallowing the mixture of her own fluids and mine. I smiled and whispered in her ear,
"My wife is so good!"
Zhu Yuting rolled her eyes at me, then pouted with a smile and said, "Good that you know. From now on, stay away
from Xing Cui as much as possible after you move here. She's a sleazy woman! Don't forget she's your aunt, ignore her
nonsense! I'll come see you on weekends from now on."
Mentioning my wicked aunt, I became even more excited and immediately took off my shirt, ready to get down to business
. I had only unbuckled my belt halfway when the sound of a key turning in the door rang out. Zhu Yuting sat up abruptly,
throwing her shirt onto the floor by the kitchen doorway without a second thought.
Just as she buckled her belt, Xing Cui appeared in the doorway, smiling at us.
"I...we..." Yuting tried to explain, but couldn't get the words out.
Xing Cui, in her gold high heels, slowly strolled over, waving her hand and saying, "I know you're hot and want to turn on the fan.
Is it not working? Yu Fei, really, how could you let your sister climb onto the table to fix the fan?
What if she fell?"
Before I could answer, she was already in front of me, deliberately touching my thick pectoral muscles, saying, "Look how
hot you are, sweating so much." She pointed to the water on the table and the floor.
Yu Ting quickly got off the table, found a rag, and started cleaning. Xing Cui smiled and said, "Sorry, I forgot my wallet
. You two siblings continue with your work!" Saying this, she found a palm-sized coin purse in the corner,
waved it in front of us, and then opened the door and left, leaving only a fragrant breeze.
This surprise attack was really effective, making my penis go limp. Yu Ting went into the bathroom to wash up and then
hurriedly left, even her farewell kiss was just a perfunctory gesture, like "flirting with a passerby." Sigh, she'll have to
continue going hungry again. I had planned to go to the movies with Yuting
this
weekend and treat her to a nice meal, but the two Tingtings had
gone hiking instead. Xing Cui hasn't made a move these past two days, and I've been too lazy to contact her. You
can't keep pestering a woman who's used to being aloof. I took the opportunity to wander around the neighborhood, getting familiar with the area,
and enjoying the peace and quiet. The neighborhood is excellent, and recently it's become one of the most expensive areas in the city; Xing Cui
certainly has an eye for investment. There are several emerging commercial districts nearby, transportation is convenient, and
there are kindergartens and primary schools nearby. It's a good place to settle down and live a comfortable life, or wait a couple of years until it's fully developed and sell at a high price for
a profit!
On Tuesday morning, I was planning to go to Liyuqiao again when I suddenly received a call from Xing Cui, who
said in a sweet, coquettish voice that she needed help with something at home. When I asked her what was wrong, she kept explaining but never quite got it right. She just
said that it was troublesome not having a man in the house, and that there were some things only a man could do—this time I understood. Being able to enter the master
bedroom and sleep with someone else's wife was the ultimate achievement of adultery, especially since she was my own aunt. Now I was just waiting for the right moment
…
I drove straight to her house, my erection rock hard, almost using my penis as a gearshift several times in a moment of passion.
It was also a villa area, but Xing Cui's house was a duplex, not as ostentatious as Xing Guoqiang's detached house. The surrounding area was quite spacious
. I parked the car a short distance away and entered the courtyard surrounded by evergreen trees. The flowerbeds were planted with irises, some blue and some purple, and in the middle stood a half-grown pomegranate tree, its branches full of red flowers, 　　shimmering like clouds
in the midday sun . 　　Three steps led up to the doormat, a combination of light and dark gray, which complemented the overall cool black and white exterior walls 　　quite well. To the right were several milky-white horizontal bars, each topped with a few colorful little birds— 　　wooden hooks, of course, just bird-shaped ornaments—hanging three umbrellas: red, white, and blue. 　　I gently pressed the button; the doorbell rang with the classic "Bohemian Rhapsody," though Xing Cui added a touch of rock. 　　"Coming!" The door opened, and Xing Cui gave me a meaningful smile as soon as we met, her pink lips 　　gleaming like crystal. I really wanted to kiss her.

Today, she had deliberately straightened her chestnut-brown hair, her bangs slightly tilted to the left, and her long eyelashes weren't
brushed up, only light blue eyeshadow. It seemed that after I released my pent-up anger, her entire demeanor
changed; her brows lost some of their sinister edge and gained a gentle, charming quality. A beautiful
star-and-moon shaped pendant adorned her two pretty collarbones, golden yet not gaudy.
She wore a sleeveless short-sleeved shirt with blue and white vertical stripes, tied in a bow at her navel. Somewhat
surprisingly, she didn't reveal a single cleavage. The saying goes, "A cleavage guarantees a voluptuous figure," but even without cleavage, her aunt still made her nephew want to seduce her.
Because she wore a khaki bodycon mini-skirt, 20cm above the knee, practically revealing her underwear and thighs
. A metallic belt cinched her waist, five white bauhinia flowers adorning it,
complementing the barely visible navel.
Her long legs were completely encased in black, shiny stockings—clearly high-end, costing a thousand or two.
From the gaps in her leg movements, it was clear she was wearing garter belts again. On her feet were black patent leather
high heels, 10cm heels with a bauhinia flower on the pointed toe.
"Better late than never, just in time for dinner!" she said, leading me into the house. Just as my feet were about to touch
the wooden floor, she suddenly stopped me, saying, "What? Take off your shoes, change your shoes!"
I asked, somewhat surprised, "Aren't you wearing shoes too, sis?"
"It's different. These are my house heels. I only wear them at home, they've never touched the ground." Xing Cui said
, proudly opening a gray cabinet on the side. Inside were about forty pairs of high heels, various
styles and colors, a dazzling array, shimmering under the wall lamp. Seeing my admiring expression, she
smiled and said, "How about it? Not less than your cousin's, right? She learned that from me; she never knew
how to dress herself before! But following her, you've gotten the hang of it. To appreciate a woman, you have to appreciate every
part of her."
After entering, we walked straight to the end and turned left to reach the dining room, which had European-style facilities; the kitchen and dining room were combined.
The kitchen was surprisingly clean; I hadn't expected Xing Cui to be such a virtuous wife and mother! Turning to look at the dining
table, I realized I'd fallen for her trick. On the table was a family bucket of KFC and two boxes of pizza—
I knew she wasn't that kind of person; her fair hands didn't look like they'd ever touched cooking utensils.
Seeing my bewildered expression, Xing Cui smiled without a hint of embarrassment and said, "What's wrong? What do you want to eat? I
'll treat you to a meal out sometime. Since you're at home, let's keep things simple. Besides, I often eat fast
food in England too; these chicken wings and drumsticks are quite delicious."
"Oh, nothing, let's eat chicken then!" I deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the last two words.
Xing Cui immediately understood what I meant, rolled her eyes at me, and swayed her shapely hips as she sat at the table, putting on plastic
gloves and starting to gnaw on a chicken drumstick.
The square table was covered with a white and red checkered tablecloth. I quickly sat down in the chair next to Xing Cui and
grabbed her thigh; stockings and thighs were a perfect match. Before I could even savor it, she reached out
and tapped my head with a pair of wooden clips, pretending to be angry, "What? Full and then you think of lust? We haven't eaten yet! Eat
your fill, so you'll have the energy to work later." She winked at me seductively.
I feigned pitifulness and said, "Ouch! You knocked me silly! It's messed up my motor skills."
I couldn't pick up the chicken leg from the bucket even after several attempts. "Feed me, beautiful sister!"
"Dream on!" Xing Cui rolled her eyes at me, but still fed me a French fry.
After eating two, I wasn't satisfied, and my tongue gradually moved to her fingers. No wonder she
didn't do housework; her hands were white and smooth like scallions. My tongue carefully savored every line of her fingers,
which carried the crispy aroma of French fries, the sweet and sour taste of ketchup, the charred aroma of fried chicken, and a
hint of perfume.
In my excitement, I almost bit her finger off. Luckily, she withdrew her finger herself,
grabbed another French fry, and said with a smile, "Ah! Right, open your mouth wide, Mommy's feeding you!"
While eating the fries, my hand secretly went to her ribs, and I said coquettishly, "Dear Mommy, your son doesn't
want fries, he wants to eat grandma." My fingers had already deftly unbuttoned the bottom of her shirt.
Xing Cui slapped away my sneaky hand, and then casually groped my crotch, offering me a
chicken wing with her other hand, saying disdainfully, "You men all have Oedipus Completion, when you mention
Mommy in bed it's like you're fully charged."
"I don't understand!" Actually, I knew what she was talking about; my mother had explained it to me several times, and even in the most
intimate situations.
Xing Cui pursed her lips helplessly and said, "Oedipus complex." Seeing my still bewildered expression, she cleared
her throat, took a sip of milk juice, and then said, "This is something Freud proposed... It means that you men
often like to mix the roles of your sexual partner and your mother to satisfy your multiple needs. Specifically,
it's..." I didn't hear a word she said; I was just lost in thought, savoring the moment the juice went into her mouth and
slid down her fair neck as she swallowed it. I really wanted her to swallow my semen! Sigh, should I ejaculate inside her
or make her drink it? That is the question!
Seeing me obediently eat the chicken wing, Xing Cui rewarded me by letting me lick my fingers, then put them back in her
mouth and sucked on them a few times. When she pulled her fingers out, she deliberately stuck out her tongue. Just as I was about to kiss her, she
suddenly said seriously, "Eat your food obediently, and behave well when you're full. If you don't make me full later,
you'll find out!" After saying that, she handed me a slice of pizza.
Taking a bite of the pizza, the onion and beef kind—was it meant to boost my virility?! I couldn't help but ask, "Sister Cui,
how come you're free all day today?"
"Teachers don't have fixed office hours, so I can rest when I don't have classes. Besides, my daughter's company had a department dinner this afternoon,
so she definitely won't be back until after dinner..." She paused, glanced at the clock on the wall, " It's almost
11:05, plenty of time for us to mess around."
After finishing her meal, Xing Cui threw everything on the table into the trash can, wiped the table briefly with kitchen paper,
then leaned close to me and gave me a deep kiss. When our lips parted, she seemed a little unsatisfied, swallowing...
After a few sips, he said, "Your breath still tastes like onions, kind of fishy. But your saliva has a special flavor
that I really like—" and then kissed him again.
Of course, when I'm excited, I exude pure yang energy, which is incredibly attractive to women, especially
those whose lower mouths are often unsatisfied. Even prostitutes who come and go every day are
attracted by my vibrant yang energy; or women whose husbands or boyfriends are powerful enough will feel
their appetites rise when they sense my presence, though it takes a bit more effort to satisfy such women. As for the women I've been with, none of them are
left without longing for me.
I followed Xing Cui out of the kitchen, walked down a two-meter-long corridor, and arrived at the first-floor hall, where
we sat on the gray-white sofa for a while. Neither of us spoke, nor did we go over anything; we went straight into the most intimate
state. First, she leaned on my shoulder, then I started kissing her, and began to caress her entire body. As I was caressing her, she pulled
down her panties and sat on my penis with her legs spread. Ten minutes later, she surrendered.
Luckily, a blanket had been laid out beforehand, otherwise her expensive sofa would have been soaked. Xing Cui curled
up on the sofa like a kitten, her head resting on my lap, one hand holding my still erect penis, staring at it blankly
as she said, "This deadly thing is really too powerful. I thought I lost to you last time because I underestimated you,
but this time I was well-prepared, and I lost even earlier." Her other hand gently stroked every
vein on my penis.
Looking at her aquiline nose and bright eyes, I actually found her somewhat cute. Damn! This woman is indeed extraordinary. Suddenly
remembering the small garden outside, I couldn't help but ask, "Sister Cui, your garden is really nice. Why don't you build a
grape trellis and a swing? It would be so comfortable to play in the cool breeze!"
"That's right. I designed it myself. It's very similar to the garden of the family I rented a place in London. Their ancestors
were said to have been Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's chief valet." Xing Cui said with some pride, but suddenly noticed my meaningful
expression. Her hand, which had been stroking my penis, suddenly pinched my thigh, and she giggled, "You naughty boy!
Are you trying to be like Ximen Qing? I'm not Pan Jinlian!"
My finger, which had been on her buttocks, suddenly slid into her vulva, startling her. "You're wet again,
and you still say you're not Pan Jinlian!?"
"I don't know why, but I seem to get especially wet when I'm with you. Take it out, you little rascal!"
Her finger came to her vulva, wanting to go in, but my finger blocked the entrance.
"Don't be so polite, come in together!" I said with a smile.
"Pah! I'm too tight, I can't fit two fingers in." Xing Cui said, gently biting my penis
. One bite wasn't enough, she licked it a few more times, seemingly sensing our mixed scents, she frowned
, and suddenly took the glans into her mouth.
I didn't care, I increased the speed of my fingers' thrusting in her vagina, and her fingers had to move to her
clitoris and rub it, soon her mouth and fingers followed the rhythm of my fingers. She obviously wanted me to ejaculate,
but it was all in vain, my penis grew bigger and harder under her fragrant lips, but she still had no intention of ejaculating
. On the contrary, her honey hole began to continuously produce moisture, and the opening was obviously widened a lot.
She finally gave up, looking at me with eyes full of lust, without saying a word, but obviously wanting me to insert it quickly,
I pretended not to understand, and instead pulled my fingers out, gently patting her upturned buttocks, leaving
a few wet marks with a "slap slap". Xing Cui took the initiative, straddling my lap, her black fluorescent stockings rubbing against
my muscles—the sensation was quite pleasant. Her wet, hot pussy was about to engulf my penis, but I carefully dodged it.
She looked at me, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "Good little brother, what more do you want? I've already given you special permission
not to wear a condom."
"No, I just wanted to take a look around your house." Before she could react, I thrust in
, simultaneously releasing my penis, which was perfectly positioned on her G-spot. She rolled her eyes and gasped
.
Then I pulled her into my arms, stood up, and deliberately bounced her up and down, saying, "Oh dear,
sister seems a little fatter than last time!"
Surprisingly, she didn't retort, but simply hugged me tightly, her legs wrapped around my waist, her thin heels slapping
against my buttocks, her head resting on my shoulder, her serpentine waist swaying gently. Her exterior was calm
, but her vagina was overflowing with fluids, her vaginal muscles tightly gripping my penis, her glans pressing against the ball of my penis.
After a few minutes, she finally came to her senses, punching my shoulder with her little fist and saying in a coquettish voice, "Ah...you little
rascal, you stood up without saying a word, trying to kill your sister?!"
I gently helped her back down onto the sofa, the movements very slow, the thrusting of my penis in and out of her vagina
also very slow, but giving her an even stronger sensation, causing her labia to fold back sharply, the constantly flowing vaginal fluid already
wetting my pubic hair and crotch.
She groaned and asked with a hint of panic, "Ah...why did I sit back down?"
I stopped sitting down abruptly, maintaining the difficult half-squatting position, but the thrusting force did not
decrease at all, and I deliberately lowered my head to kiss her ear, taking her earlobe and white earring into my mouth together. She was about
to complain that I had already penetrated her so much that she could not speak, and could only moan softly. After about a hundred thrusts,
she had her second orgasm.
Holding her firmly, I began to tour the mansion myself. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see no
one outside. I boldly carried Xing Cui to the balcony; the five-meter-high balcony was indeed impressive. I carried her around like a general
, intending to increase her shyness, but she was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm
and had no idea what had happened.
I carried her back to the living room and slowly walked into the study next door. As soon as I entered, I saw a
group photo about a foot square hanging on the wall. The old black and white photo wasn't clear, but I could still recognize everyone in it.
Sitting in the center was a refined middle-aged man with glasses, wearing a military cap popular in the 1970s. This was my father's father, Xing Li, who
was probably still the deputy factory director of a state-owned enterprise at the time, looking very proud and confident. Next to him, arm in arm, was my grandmother.
Grandma, Lu Yufeng, was a middle school teacher. She had delicate eyebrows, big eyes, and a gentle, quiet beauty that made her seem approachable. Standing to Grandma's left
was Xing Cui, with two braids, smiling brightly. She looked innocent and lively; who would have thought she'd be the one I'm now
shoving so hard?
In the photo, a pair of hands are on Xing Cui's shoulders—that's Dad. Apparently
, they were quite close when they were young. What a pity! Money changes people. Another hand is around Dad's shoulder—that's
my third uncle, wearing black-rimmed glasses. Even in his teens, he looked like a scientist, his face radiating a confident smile. On the far right of the back row
is Xing Guoqiang, with his slicked-back hair, holding a fake submachine gun, making faces and trying to look like a soldier—
now he looks like a complete idiot.
Xing Cui woke up and noticed me looking at the old photos on the wall. 　　She blushed slightly and said, "Hey, don't look at
those photos. I looked so pathetic back then." (You're still pretending to be a pathetic loser , aren't you?) I quickly praised her, "How could that be? A beauty like you 　　is always a rich, beautiful, and goddess." Then I resumed my thrusting. 　　"Ugh! Let me catch my breath..." she said through gritted teeth. "Don't look at these things. The study is messy. Let's 　　go upstairs and show you my bedroom. My bed is big and comfortable!" I wasn't particularly interested in the study anyway, 　　so I firmly picked her up and carried her out. 　　"Ouch!" she complained, lightly biting her chest. "Stop for a moment, it hurts a little!" 　　"I didn't mean to, it's unavoidable when walking. Should I pull out?" As I spoke, I pulled my penis out 　　quite a bit, and a thick, clear liquid gushed out, like a floodgate suddenly opened. 　　The sudden emptiness in her lower body made Xing Cui take a deep breath, and she said shyly, "No, it's still... it's still 　　inside, just be gentle." Seeing her somewhat pitiful yet adorable appearance, I couldn't help but lower my head and 　　kiss her deeply again. 　　Carefully reaching the top of the stairs, I could feel her vagina slowly softening again, and I couldn't help but 　　ask with a smile, "Sister, do you want me to go upstairs quickly, or slowly?" 　　Xing Cui glared at me fiercely with her almond-shaped eyes, then laughed and scolded, "You little devil!" 　　"I'm not that dwarf." 　　"Oh, watching American dramas!" She chuckled and said, "That depends on your conscience. If you cherish your sister, 　　go slowly; if you want to torture your sister, then do as you please!" Her face was as red as a ripe apple. 　　She had completely fallen for my trick. I took my first step with extremely slow movements, or rather, I lifted my left leg, 　　while simultaneously using my inner energy to enlarge my glans, the dragon ball pressing firmly against her G-spot. The coordinated movement of my lower body muscles triggered 　　an even stronger reaction from her. She first let out a sharp "Ah!" and then began to tremble slightly, biting down 　　on my shoulder. 　　Because of the raised leg, a slight gap finally appeared between our tightly joined penis and vagina, and the already saturated vaginal 　　fluid gushed out again, splashing onto my legs and splattering all over the floor, some even dripping down my legs 　　onto the stairs. About thirty seconds later, my left foot finally landed on the first step. The wooden stairs were covered in 　　vaginal fluid, making them incredibly slippery. Luckily, my hip thrusts were solid, otherwise I might have fallen flat on my face. 　　After regaining my footing, I maliciously thrust my hips into her a few more times. She was speechless, only able to breathe heavily 　　. I slowly took my second step, not stepping my right foot onto the third step, but 　　rather stepping my right foot onto the first step as well… When I reached the fifth step, Xing Cui's vagina began to 　　contract violently, sucking at my penis like milking a cow. Waves of pulling force sent waves of pleasure through 　　me. I quickly focused my energy, using my inner strength to withstand the strongest suction. Her primordial yin gushed out again, and Xing Cui fainted. I 　　sealed her cervix with the head of my penis and began frantically absorbing her primordial yin. 　　After about ten minutes, Xing Cui finally woke up. Realizing I was still holding her, she immediately 　　clung tightly to me, biting down again, and then began to cry. I was somewhat surprised, unsure whether she was 　　overly excited or felt wronged by my deliberate manipulation. I carefully turned and sat on the stairs, still 　　holding her in my arms, our lower bodies tightly joined. Looking down at her, I saw her shiny, straight hair, almost completely soaked, 　　clung to her body in a disheveled mess. Her once fair skin had turned pink, making her look as if she had just 　　been pulled from the water. This perfectly complemented her black lace lingerie, fluorescent stockings, and patent leather high heels, giving her 　　an unusual radiance. 　　A surge of affection welled up within me, and I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss her forehead. She tilted her head back and 　　responded passionately. Our tongues intertwined, exchanging saliva, and for a moment, I had 　　the illusion of a physical union. 　　"Ouch!" Xing Cui suddenly bit my lip, making me cry out in pain and almost push her 　　away. Her eyes were filled with tears as she sobbed, "You're inhuman!" 　　Seeing my confused expression, she hugged me tightly and continued, "You're a woman's nemesis! If this 　　keeps up, I'll fall in love with you!" 　　So that's what happened! I was startled, thinking she'd discovered something, and quickly smiled and comforted her, "I've already 　　fallen in love with you, sister!" 　　"You're lying!" Xing Cui raised her head again, staring into my eyes, " 　　I could feel some love when you kissed me earlier, but now you're just spouting nonsense!" 　　A woman's intuition is truly terrifying. I didn't know what to say for a moment, but Xing Cui pressed her face against mine, 　　licking the spot on my shoulder where she had bitten me earlier, and whispered, "Answer if you haven't thought it through, don't lie to 　　me. Carry me upstairs, to my big bed, and fuck me hard!" 　　Receiving the order, I quickly lifted the beauty upstairs, swiftly found the spacious master bedroom, and happily pounced on 　　the bed where my uncle had once fought—maybe I could even give him a cheap second son. 　　Because of the size difference, before, when I inserted it, a small part would always stay outside. But this time, it went all the way 　　in, the glans entering a secret chamber. I knew what that place was; Zhang 　　Xiaoying and I were probably the only ones in the world who had ever been in it. The intense grip almost made me ejaculate. Xing Cui had lost the ability to speak; her eyes 　　were bulging, her small mouth was wide open, and she was tilting her head back to inhale. I quickly kissed her, gave her a few breaths, and then...

I held the inserted position still.
Within minutes, her vagina began to secrete lubricating fluid, and my seductive aunt was revived. Women
are truly natural sexual warriors; no matter how tired they are, they can recover quickly, while a man who has ejaculated once
is essentially half-dead. If it weren't for my exceptional talent, I probably would have finished long ago, proving the old saying: "
There are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not fields that are ruined by plowing.
" After countless orgasms, Xing Cui finally willingly withdrew from the penis she so clung to,
because her labia majora and minora were swollen to the size of sausages, painful to the touch, requiring ice packs to be applied
to her mons pubis. She nestled obediently against my chest, now completely naked; the previous battles had rendered all
clothing cumbersome, she only wanted to unite with me in the most direct way.
She suddenly looked up at me, gazing at me tenderly, and sighed, asking, "Little Fei, are you made of iron
? Why haven't you ejaculated yet?"
"Didn't you say I'm a devil, a woman's nemesis? If I ejaculated, wouldn't that be a lie?" I deliberately
shifted my hips, my penis swaying slightly, as if nodding smugly at her.
Xing Cui pretended to be annoyed and flicked my glans, not using much force, which ended up
hurting her finger a little. She then bit my nipple, and I deliberately yelled loudly to make her
happy.
She saw my intention, smiled with satisfaction, and kissed my nipple approvingly before softly asking
, "It's not good for a man to never ejaculate. How do you usually ejaculate? Tell me, and I'll help you
."
"I do have a method, but you can't help me," I said awkwardly.
"Tell me, as long as it's not like going through fire and water, I should be able to manage." As she spoke,
her right hand had already grasped my penis.
"Actually, I was almost about to ejaculate, but you couldn't hold back. I do have a way of ejaculating,
but I was afraid you wouldn't let me."
"I was also worried that you'd have problems if you held it in!" She had already kissed my chin, her eyes full of concern.
"No, it'll hurt you." As I spoke, my hand touched her buttocks again.
"Ah? You want to do it again?" Her lower body visibly flinched.
"See? I knew you wouldn't want to. Is it that you don't love me enough, or that I don't love you enough?"
I deliberately made my eyes a little moist.
Our eyes met, my gaze unwavering and unyielding, and Xing Cui was a little unsure of my thoughts.
I didn't say much, and lowered my head to kiss her, our lips meeting, my pure yang energy making it impossible for her
to think calmly. Finally, she bit her lip, as if making a decision, straightened up, and
carefully examined her mons pubis by removing the scrotum between her legs. Then she said firmly, "Okay, wait for me. It's 2:20 now
, we'll come back at 3:20. I'll soak it in warm water again. I don't believe I can't make you ejaculate."

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