Old turtle

In Shanghai, there's a nickname called "Old Turtle."
This rather unappealing nickname describes my eldest
uncle. He's only 40 years old, but he looks old and gaunt, and is about my height, around 1.6 meters. However, his business is very successful; he owns a beauty salon chain with four locations in Shanghai. My maternal grandparents live with him and help out.
My aunt, his wife, is 36 years old. She gave birth to my cousin when she was 20 and has maintained her appearance remarkably well since. At 36, she looks like a woman in her early twenties. In my eyes, my aunt is truly beautiful; besides my mother, she's the most beautiful.
She also has a fantastic figure—a slender waist, long, shapely legs, and a pair of large breasts that I think are a 35D, although I don't yet understand these things.
Perhaps because my cousin grew up in a beauty salon, I always feel he's a bit lecherous. I don't know if it's just my imagination, but his eyes are always darting around at women's chests, whether it's my mother, my aunt, or women walking on the street.
In my memory, my cousin has always been incredibly loyal to me, probably because his family is wealthy. Whenever I visited him, he would always buy me snacks, and sometimes even toys or lend me his game console to take home. So, I've always loved going to my cousin's house since I was little. Once there, away from my mom's control, we could do whatever we wanted.
One day, after lunch, my cousin was doing my summer homework for me, while I lay in bed eating snacks and watching TV, thoroughly enjoying myself. After a while, I felt something under my bottom that was uncomfortable. I touched it and found a hard object. I flipped it over and found a magazine under the blanket. What kind of magazine was it? It was a magazine where the people in it weren't wearing much clothing.
When I first saw it, I was indeed a little flustered. I'm not completely clueless; I still have a certain curiosity about girls in this regard. I sometimes catch glimpses of my female classmates' small breasts through their necklines, and that makes me uncontrollably excited. I sometimes do embarrassing things, like pretending to drop a pen on the floor, then crouching down to pick it up and peeking under the skirts of the girls sitting behind me to see their underwear. Whenever that happens, I feel a strange sensation in my penis.
Maybe boys are just born lustful.
Now, perhaps because my aunt is out and my cousin is helping me with my homework, I feel a little more at ease, so I opened the magazine. The pictures were of Asian women, dressed very scantily, their breasts almost entirely exposed. Their full breasts were incomparable to those of the girls in my class.
The women in the magazine were only wearing very thin underwear, and some weren't wearing any at all, revealing their pubic hair. Nothing else was visible.
Just as I was getting very excited, I didn't even notice my cousin had walked up to me.
"How's this? Isn't it good?" my cousin suddenly whispered in my ear.
I was startled by the sudden voice, my heart pounding in my chest. I hurriedly closed the magazine, frantically hiding it behind my back, and said, "Cousin, it's you."
"Who else could it be? If it were my mom, you'd be in big trouble," my cousin teased.
"This book is yours. How did you get it?" I asked my cousin.
"How is it? Is it good? This isn't a book you can just buy anywhere," my cousin winked at me smugly, and said, "Have you seen all the women in it?"
I felt a brief moment of embarrassment in front of my cousin, but after his repeated winks, I relaxed and said, "I've seen them all. It's my first time reading them. Do you have any others?" "
This is the only one left. I'm so glad you found it. If my mom had found out, I would have been in big trouble," my cousin said. "I originally had a lot more, but I gave them all away. If you want this one, I'll give it to you. How about that? Am I being a good brother?"
"You really are my brother," I said quickly.
"But I don't look at this stuff much anymore, it's not interesting, and you can't touch it. Don't believe me? If you look at it for too long, you'll feel a little uncomfortable down there. But since you like it, how about I show you something more exciting tonight?" My cousin winked at me, his expression incredibly lewd.
Although I didn't quite understand what he meant, I secretly looked forward to what he would show me that night, and the image of the woman in the book was deeply imprinted in my mind, making me a little thirsty.
That night, my uncle didn't come home. My cousin said he often stayed out all night, probably playing around with women, but my aunt didn't seem to care. I think this was just my cousin's guess, otherwise they would have been fighting long ago, let alone arguing.
But we kids shouldn't change these things.
My grandfather was a handsome old man, very strong and upright, completely different from my uncle. He was almost 70 years old but didn't look old at all, like a strong man in his 50s. And because he often did physical labor and exercised, he was in excellent health, still maintaining abdominal and pectoral muscles even at his age.
Grandpa came home early today. As soon as he came in, he patted my head and asked how my exam results were. Actually, I don't like people asking about my grades because I've always been good, except for Chinese, which is particularly bad. My mom, being my homeroom teacher, is especially bad at Chinese, probably because my essays are weak; I always lose a lot of points, ruining my average. Otherwise, I'd definitely be in the top three of my grade.
After Grandpa came in, he saw my aunt cooking in the kitchen, so he ignored us and went in to talk to her.
Through the door and window, I vaguely saw Grandpa touching my aunt's bottom. I thought I must be seeing things; how could that be?
My aunt's name is Ye Ping. She's not only beautiful but also virtuous and a great cook.
Perhaps because of the summer heat, my aunt was wearing very little, just a single V-neck top. When she handed us our food, she bent down slightly. Perhaps not paying much attention to us children, the neckline was quite low. As she bent down, a glimpse of white flashed before my eyes. I clearly saw that the wide neckline of her top completely exposed her breasts.
Because of the angle of her bend and the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra in the summer, the wide neckline couldn't cover her breasts at all, so her entire breasts were visible. I think my cousin must have seen them too, even the pink nipples.
Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, the stimulation was different for me; I felt a change in my genitals.
My cousin, sitting next to me, nudged my shoulder, winked at me, and whispered in my ear, "So? Did you see that? What did you see?"
My face flushed, and I quickly said, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything." "
So what if you saw it? What's there to be shy about?" My cousin seemed to be mocking me.
"That's your mom," I thought to myself.
During dinner, I was a little absent-minded, constantly replaying the scene in my mind. Because my mother is a teacher, I was raised with strict discipline, and I had to be in bed by 10 pm every night.
Because of my mother's instructions, I couldn't stay up late at my aunt's house either, so my cousin suffered the same fate and had to turn off the TV and go to bed.
After getting into bed, my cousin pulled the covers over his head. He secretly hid a phone in his crotch, turned it on, and whispered to me under the covers, "Little Bao, don't fall asleep later. I'll show you something exciting later."
I was excited about what my cousin was going to show me, so I fought off my sleepiness. But maybe because of my usual sleeping habits, by around 10:30, I was already drowsy, my eyelids were drooping, and I couldn't stay awake any longer. Before
I knew it, I had fallen asleep. I don't know how much time had passed, but I felt two kicks on my bottom. I woke up a little, and then I heard my cousin say in my ear, "Xiao Bao, Xiao Bao, get up! Get up quickly, there's noise."
I said, "What? Don't kick me, I'm not awake yet. What time is it?"
My cousin said excitedly, "Don't worry about that. Get up quickly, there's going to be something interesting soon, you'll regret it if you don't watch."
"Watch what? It's so late, what's so interesting?" I asked groggily. Being woken up when you're sleeping soundly is the most infuriating thing, and that's exactly how I felt right now. If my cousin couldn't give me a convincing reason, I might fight him.
He laughed and said, "Weren't you enjoying reading the magazine just now? Now that there's something interesting, you don't want to read it anymore."
"What is it?" I asked, my voice rising a little.
"Don't talk, or the neighbors will hear."
"Okay."
Then, my cousin dragged me up and off the bed, pulling me to the wall. There was a poster hanging on the wall. He rolled it up, and some faint yellow light shone in from the opposite side of the wall.
I was half-awake, my eyes still blurry. I rubbed my eyes and looked over.
There was a small hole in the wall. The hole was rather crudely made; it looked like it had been hammered out by hand with an awl.
Before I could even see what was happening, my cousin blocked the hole with his head. Or rather, he peered through the hole at the other side and said to me, "Let me check first. Don't rush, don't rush, wait a little longer."
A short while later, my cousin moved his head away from the hole and said to me, "Come and see, I'll give you a longer look this time."
"Okay." Then I blocked the hole with my head and looked through it. I saw a completely naked woman sitting limply on the edge of the bed.
Her fair body was a hundred times more beautiful than the woman in the magazine. Her round, full breasts, pink nipples, and her mirror-like, perfectly toned abdomen instantly filled my vision.
I zoomed in, looking more closely at the naked woman—it was none other than my aunt, Ye Ping.
My aunt was sitting naked on the edge of the bed—no, looking closer, she was sitting on a pair of thighs, her hands hanging limply at her sides, as if she were asleep. Then I saw a pair of strong hands reaching under her armpits, kneading her breasts.
I was shocked, truly stunned. I quickly turned to my cousin and said, "You're showing me my aunt? She's not wearing any clothes! What's going on?"
"Don't make a sound, keep watching," my cousin said.
I suppressed my excitement and continued looking.
I confirmed that the woman sitting on the man's lap was indeed my aunt. Her head was slightly tilted back, a faint smile on her lips, a smile of satisfaction. The man behind her was hiding behind her; I couldn't see him, and I didn't know who he was.
This man was kneading my aunt's left breast with one hand, and with the other, he spread her legs apart. He lifted his leg, and my aunt's legs formed an M shape, exposing her vulva.
Unfortunately, I couldn't see what was going on with my aunt's body because my view was blocked by a despicable hand. He was touching her genitals
, stroking them in circles and occasionally patting them lightly.
"Xiaoping," I faintly heard a man's voice calling my aunt's nickname. It was a man's voice saying, "Xiaoping, it's my fault. I'm not a good father-in-law. You have to forgive me. I've fallen for my daughter-in-law. I'm such a scoundrel." "
Father-in-law? It's my maternal grandfather." I was so shocked I almost bit my tongue. I was really terrified. I quickly turned to look at my cousin.
My cousin understood what was going on when I looked at him like that. He said, "So, what did you see?" "
The people inside are my maternal grandfather and aunt. Did you know?" I asked incredulously. I didn't know what to think anymore.
"What else? Have you ever seen any other man come into our house?" My cousin said nonchalantly.
"That's all you wanted to say? Nothing else?" I was a little surprised, but I gradually calmed down. Judging from my cousin's expression, he probably hadn't just found out like me; he'd likely discovered it a long time ago, and he might have dug the hole himself, probably seen it several times.
Once, three times, or even more—he'd probably become numb to it.
"I'm not my dad, what can I say? Should I tell my dad to make them divorce?" I could see my cousin was somewhat indifferent; he was powerless too.
"Did you dig this hole?" I asked my cousin.
My cousin nodded and said, "I accidentally discovered that my grandfather drugged my mom and then did something bad to her in her room. After that, I secretly dug this hole and have seen it several times."
"She's your mom," I said.
My cousin chuckled, a hint of his mischievousness returning to him. He said, "Otherwise, haven't you ever thought about seeing what your mother's body looks like?"
Hearing this, I hesitated, unsure how to answer. I also harbored a strange fascination and affection for my mother, and had even harbored thoughts of secretly watching her bathe.
"Are you going to watch or not? If not, I will," my cousin urged.
"Yes, just a little longer," I said hesitantly.
At that age, my guilt wasn't very strong. After a slight struggle, I covered the hole with my head again.
Meanwhile, my grandfather was caressing my aunt's breasts with one hand, her large, white breasts changing shape in his touch, his hand occasionally flicking at her nipples.
Her other breast hung limply to one side. My grandfather's right hand touched my aunt's face, turning her face towards him. He parted her lips and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
He kissed her vigorously, making smacking sounds, and slowly lowered his head, taking one of his aunt's nipples into his mouth and sucking incessantly. His
aunt, being played with by her grandfather, remained serene, completely unaware that her breasts and vagina were being rubbed by her father-in-law. She let him suckle her nipple in her sleep, motionless, her
hands hanging limply as if asleep. I think he must have drugged her and she was asleep.
At that moment, I felt my heart race, and my penis felt incredibly uncomfortable. I wanted to press my penis against the wall, to press it tightly against the wall, and then vigorously twist my hips to get more stimulation.
"Ping'er, my good Ping'er, ah, Grandpa hasn't loved you in so long, have you missed Grandpa? I'll give it to you right away," Grandpa said, his hand moving to his aunt's genitals, touching her repeatedly, and even inserting his fingers inside her to probe.
Gradually, Grandpa seemed to become dissatisfied with this. He lifted Aunt's body up and sat down on her. A huge rod slid across Aunt's buttocks and sprang out. Grandpa held his hard, thick penis and rubbed it up and down on Aunt's vagina, making his penis covered with Aunt's vaginal fluid.
It was really big. I think Grandpa's penis was at least 20 centimeters long, thick and big.
Grandpa picked up Auntie's body, put her down to sit beside him, then pressed her head down to his crotch. He then pinched Auntie's chin with his hand, forced her mouth open, aimed at his huge penis, and impatiently shoved it heavily into Auntie's mouth, then began to thrust back and forth repeatedly. The
20-centimeter thick penis was immediately completely inside Auntie's mouth, deeply inserted into her throat.
Auntie's entire face flushed red, as if she could hardly breathe from Grandpa's huge penis.
Grandpa pulled Auntie's hair with both hands, and while pressing his penis against Auntie's mouth, he said, "Ping'er, my good Ping'er, how is Grandpa's big penis? Is it delicious? Is it good to lick? Oh, oh, oh, it feels so good. What are you eating with your little mouth? You don't know, do you? Do you want to eat it every day?" After Grandpa thrust up and down frantically more than twenty times, he then laid Auntie's body flat on the bed.
He climbed naked onto the bed, buried his head between his aunt's legs, and began to suckle her vagina.
Then, he used both hands to lift his aunt's legs, spreading them into an M shape, with her calves hanging over his shoulders. He shifted his hips, stroked his penis a few times with his hand, and then aimed it at his aunt's pink vulva.
The pink vulva was forced apart by his massive member, and then it slowly began to enter his aunt's body, tightly enveloped by her wetness.
"I'm in, oh... I'm in again, I didn't expect your vagina to still be so tight, it feels so good, it's killing me." Grandpa thrust his hips back and forth. "Xiaoping, is your father-in-law good to you? I'm serving you on behalf of my son. How is it? Are you enjoying it? Are you asleep? Did you feel pleasure in your dreams?"
Grandpa didn't stop thrusting; instead, he moved even more intensely, penetrating deeper into that deep place, rubbing against the deepest part, using his daughter-in-law's flesh to drive his lust.
He kept thrusting, deeply penetrating, slowly withdrawing, continuing, still continuing.
Aunt's back arched from being fucked, her hair disheveled, her eyes trembling as if half-awake, as if she could feel her body being moved back and forth.
Grandpa began his final acceleration, saving the most intense thrusts for last.
With an "Oh!", Grandpa thrust back and forth 300 times, finally, with a roar, he straightened his body,
ejaculating his thick semen into Aunt's uterus.
"Did you finish watching?" Perhaps hearing Grandpa's final roar, or perhaps seeing my body slowly go limp, my cousin couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah." I nodded, my head a little fuzzy, and awkwardly moved my body away from the opening.
"Alright, that's enough for today, let's go to sleep." My cousin said, putting down the poster and blocking the opening again.
He seemed somewhat disheartened, perhaps regretful, or perhaps because of something else, so he didn't go back to see what had happened inside, only urging me to go to bed.
Perhaps because I was too excited, lying in bed, I kept replaying the scene in my mind, and I don't know how much time passed before I slowly fell asleep.
In my dream, I seemed to see my mother, her body was the same as my aunt's, her breasts with perfect curves, like snow-white hills, the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
And what I wanted to see even more was...
[The End]

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