I wish you happiness

I rolled over and pinned her beneath me, letting her struggle. I didn't make any further moves. Soon, Aunt Wan was too weak to struggle anymore, her body covered in sweat as I lay motionless on top of her. I lovingly smoothed the hair that fell across her face. She turned her head to one side, her red lips tightly pressed together, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. My gentle Aunt Wan had finally angered me.

Looking at her like that, I felt a strange sense of pleasure. I whispered softly in her ear, "Aunt Wan, you look so cute when you're angry."

She didn't reply. My kisses lightly touched her cheeks, ears, and her fair neck. Aunt Wan closed her eyes, tears silently streaming down her face. Seeing her pitiful, heartbroken expression, I felt a pang of heartache. I gently licked away her tears with my tongue. I

said softly, "Aunt Wan, I want to make you happy. If you treat me well, I will naturally treat you well in return."

She said softly, "Is this how you treat me?"

I ignored her and continued, "A woman as good as you shouldn't live like this. From now on, I'll make you the happiest woman in the world."

Aunt Wan sighed softly, "Think about your father, think about Xiao Nuo. How can I face them after doing this?"

"My little sister will understand," I said gently. "

Understand you? She's your own sister. I'm her mother! How can she understand you?" Aunt Wan said excitedly.

I gently lifted her pointed chin and said, "Do you hate me?" Aunt Wan turned her face away again, not looking at me, and said, "What you're doing is... messed up..." The words were on the tip of her tongue but she couldn't say them. Then she looked at me with a pleading look and said, "Let me go. I can pretend nothing happened. You, me, Nuo Nuo, and your father, let's live happily like before, okay?" I looked at her coldly and said, "Is this what you call a happy life?" I suddenly became angry. I was angry at her obedience and angry at her cowardice.

I lowered my head and kissed her lips forcefully, domineeringly invading her mouth. Aunt Wan let out a startled groan and bit my tongue hard. I winced in pain, lifting myself up to cover my mouth and look at her.

Her eyes were filled with terror, her pretty face deathly pale. Her slender fingers reached towards my lips but then withdrew, asking with concern, "Does it hurt?"

I closed my eyes and sighed deeply, then leaned down and gently pulled her into my arms. Her body was trembling violently. I didn't know if it was because of my roughness or because she had bitten me, or perhaps neither.

I whispered in her ear, "We can never go back." Hearing my words, Aunt Wan's trembling body deflated like a punctured balloon, and her eyes gradually dimmed.

After a long while, I looked into her desperate eyes and said with pity, "I know what you're thinking." Aunt Wan frowned but didn't speak. I continued, "You won't be lonely. If you do something foolish, I'll be with you, so I won't let my little sister down."

Hearing my devilish words, Aunt Wan closed her beautiful eyes and painfully said, "What a tragedy!" I smiled and kissed her lips again in her ear. This time, she didn't resist, letting me capture her tongue and taste it.

We kissed passionately, as if the world only consisted of the two of us, and all ethics and morality ceased to exist.

Aunt Wan's tears flowed continuously, and I let them wet our cheeks. My lustful hand slowly reached inside her clothes, exploring her proud breasts, pulling open her bra and gently caressing and teasing her nipples.

She let out a soft moan, and her nipples slowly hardened. I knew she was aroused, and my other hand slipped inside her skirt to pull down her panties.

Her hands weakly tried to stop me, but to no avail; her panties were removed. Aunt Wan curled up in my arms, her legs tightly pressed together in a final act of "resistance."

I smiled slightly, forcing her to lean against my broad chest, and reached out my large hand from behind her buttocks to probe her secret place. Aunt Wan's delicate body began to tremble again. Her legs were tightly clamped together, and seeing her resistance, I didn't continue to force her. My lewd hand, which had reached her secret place, reached out and used my middle finger to slowly slide from top to bottom, parting her buttocks and sliding towards her anus. Feeling the heat there, her anus, seeing her "lover" for the first time, felt extremely shy. Before my fingers could even slowly savor her anus, it shyly pulled back, preventing my wicked plan from succeeding.

Aunt Wan weakly grasped my arm and said with a pitiful and shy voice, "Lin'er, no!" I whispered mischievously in her ear, "If you don't want me to do it here, then obediently open your legs. If you're clamped so tight, I can't get in." As I spoke, I lightly scratched the folds of her anus with my fingernail. Perhaps unable to bear my shameful teasing any longer, Aunt Wan obediently hummed in agreement.

I chuckled and stopped scratching her anus, instead sliding my fingers down, gently gliding my fingertips along her vulva.

Aunt Wan's vulva was tightly closed; I couldn't touch her labia, nor did I see any vaginal fluid. I was slightly taken aback. Could it be…? My fingertips curled slightly, and with some effort, I probed the tip of Aunt Wan's vulva, then cupped my palm around her vulva. The flesh was plump and bouncy, like a fermented bun in my hand—the feel was wonderful. My fingertips explored and savored it carefully, and I realized it was indeed as I had thought. Her labia were indeed hidden inside her vulva, but still no fluid. Perhaps she was naturally less lubricated? Or perhaps she hadn't been aroused yet? The latter thought greatly disappointed me. I slid my fingers even more vigorously, causing Aunt Wan to tremble and pant softly in my arms.

Having been with countless women, I had never encountered a woman with such a vulva as hers. She was truly a marvel! She had broadened my horizons.

I lightly and quickly stroked her vulva while whispering wickedly in her ear, "Damn! Your vulva is so plump, like a little steamed bun. If it weren't so plump, with all this hair, I would have thought I was touching a little girl's."

Hearing my teasing, Aunt Wan blushed and gasped, "Don't...don't call me that." I didn't reply. My fingers stopped lingering outside and slowly slipped into her vulva. Her vagina was as tight as a virgin's, the surrounding flesh tightly gripping my fingers. How could it still be so tight after giving birth? I was slightly surprised. I continued to push in with effort, finding the deeper I went, the wetter and hotter it became. After half a finger was inside, I realized it was already overflowing with vaginal fluid. It wasn't so tight anymore.

This greatly surprised me. How could this be? I wanted to push my fingers further in to explore, but Aunt Wan timidly said, "Lin'er, don't... don't go in, your nails are scratching me so badly." Hearing her cry of pain, I had no choice but to give up, and my fingers slid out of her vagina and obediently danced across her alluring lips. A series of uncomfortable moans escaped Aunt Wan's throat; had I given her pleasure? My spirits lifted. I reached down with my other hand, eagerly searching for the clitoris hidden in her vulva.

The moment I touched the clitoris, Aunt Wan tensed up; I hadn't expected her to be so sensitive. I used both hands simultaneously, gradually increasing the pressure and speed of my fingers dancing across her lips, while my other hand gently but quickly teased her clitoris. Aunt Wan seemed unable to adapt for a moment and finally let out a soft moan, then covered her mouth with her hand, the moan turning into a muffled groan. Just then, my hand that had been teasing her clitoris changed to a forceful and rapid squeezing and grinding, and Aunt Wan suddenly opened her beautiful eyes wide, her slender hands no longer able to contain the pleasure her body was giving her. A soft, seductive moan escaped through my fingers and reached my ears. This ignited a surge of lust within me, and I could no longer resist turning over and pinning Aunt Wan beneath me. I spread her pale legs and thrust my erect penis into her.

Aunt Wan's eyes were tightly closed, her delicate brows furrowed, and tears flowed even more fiercely. Her complex expression held a hint of bewilderment and helplessness, but my lust overwhelmed me, and I had no time to ponder her feelings. I felt the tip of my penis enveloped by layers of soft, burning flesh, while the base of my penis was gripped tightly by her vulva. Her vagina was already wet, and the tip felt like it was plunged into a muddy spring field, the pleasure making my legs tremble.

I had been with countless women, but I had never encountered such a beautiful vagina. This made me incredibly happy. I braced myself on both sides and thrust in and out rapidly and impatiently in an arc. Aunt Wan groaned beneath me, seemingly in pain, one hand clutching the corner of the blanket that had fallen to the side. My body slammed against it with loud thuds, and it kept lurching forward.

I thrust faster and faster, feeling the inside of her vagina grow increasingly hot. Her vaginal fluids increased with each thrust, yet refused to flow out. After a while, the point of contact between us was as dry as before intercourse, but my penis felt like it was submerged in a scalding ocean. Aunt Wan's vagina was unusual, making even my "old gun" struggle. I lay on her incredibly soft body, "resting my energy." Aunt Wan's hand, which had been covering her red mouth, now fell limply, her breath coming in rapid gasps. Her dark, beautiful eyes held a hint of bewilderment, and her full, soft breasts heaved rapidly.

My penis, soaked in her vaginal fluids, gradually became numb from the heat, but the layers of her alluring flesh refused to let me go so easily, continuing to throb and stimulate me. I clenched my buttocks, desperately trying to hold back, lying on top of her, panting heavily.

After recovering slightly, I began to crave the pleasure inside Aunt Wan again. Slowly, I began to thrust again. Seeing that I was about to "do evil" again, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, welcoming my new round of assault... I don't know how long we lingered, it was already dark. I was still tirelessly conquering her body.

I don't know how many times I had ejaculated, nor how many times she had reached the peak of pleasure, I only knew that I greedily demanded more from her. Aunt Wan was no longer able to stop her shameful moans, her hands hanging limply to the side. Her delicate body was limp beneath me, moaning weakly. We were already drenched in sweat, my legs were even a little weak, but I still didn't want to stop. I thrust into the depths of her cavity with each stroke.

Aunt Wan's vulva had opened at some point, and her lustful juices gushed out like a burst dam. Sticky and wet, they clung to our genitals, pubic hair, lower abdomen, and thighs, and the sheets beneath us were also soaked. Aunt Wan's two pink and tender labia had now quietly peeked out, drooping at the opening, like a blooming rose, fragrant and lewd.

I looked down, admiring the lewd sight of our joined bodies. Though exhausted, I was enjoying it. With each slow, powerful thrust of my penis, the head suddenly struck a soft, slippery mound of flesh. The pleasure was so intense I almost ejaculated. The woman beneath me groaned, twisting her hips to avoid my touch. Both Aunt Wan and I were incredibly sensitive, on the verge of climax. Any thrust could trigger an explosion. I was barely holding on. The woman beneath me wasn't faring any better. Each entry caused her to twist and dodge, clearly exhausted from the "conquest."

Her resistance made me impatient. With my last ounce of strength, I grabbed Aunt Wan's pale leg, lifting it to her ear, raising her plump, slippery buttocks high off the bed. I spread my legs wide, half-squatting, half-sitting on her buttocks, and began to thrust rapidly from top to bottom.

Aunt Wan, already exhausted from the onslaught, could no longer endure it, letting out a piercing moan: "Ah...no...ah ah! Ah no! Ah...ah..."

With each thrust, her vaginal fluids splattered, hitting my abdomen and chest. The tender flesh inside her vagina spasmed and heated up,

rhythmically squeezing and enveloping my penis. Suddenly, the vaginal walls tightened, clamping me down so I couldn't move. A stream of cold liquid hit my glans.

I had never experienced anything like this before; my glans went numb, and I ejaculated softly again.

I lay on top of Aunt Wan, panting heavily. Aunt Wan's legs were spread at her sides, her delicate body twitching intermittently. Afraid of hurting her, I tried to get up, but the slightest movement caused Aunt Wan to hug me tightly, saying, "Don't...don't move!"

I lay quietly, waiting for her to calm down before rolling to the side. As soon as our bodies separated, Aunt Wan immediately curled up her legs, curling into a ball. After several climaxes, her body was extremely sensitive, and she wouldn't allow anyone to touch her anymore. I forced myself to stay awake and covered her with a light blanket. I then lay down beside her and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was noon the next day, and Aunt Wan was no longer beside me. I dragged my weak legs out and found her door tightly closed, with low sobs coming from inside. I sighed and gently knocked on her door. She didn't open it for a long time.

Just then, I shouted loudly outside her door, "Aunt Wan, I said I would make you happy, I would make you the happiest woman in the world. I, Ao Lin, swear here..."

Aunt Wan's door suddenly opened, and a slender hand covered my mouth. I was overjoyed. But then I heard her say in a panic, "Keep your voice down! What if someone finds out?" I instantly fell from heaven to hell. Looking at her haggard face, my heart ached. I gently pulled her into my arms, but she squirmed weakly in my embrace. "Let me go! Let me go!" A light slap landed on my cheek. I hesitated for a moment, then released her.

She quickly ran into the room, and I followed. I found her huddled in a corner, trembling.

I pulled up a chair and sat down, my face grim as I stared at her. Aunt Wan was even more frightened by my expression. Her body trembled even more violently.

I tried to find something in Aunt Wan's eyes, but I failed! Her eyes held only fear, nothing but fear. I turned away, unable to bear looking at her.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, leaving only her trembling figure swirling in my mind. I was wrong.

I was too naive. I fell in love with her, but she didn't love me. I had deeply hurt her.

I was arrogant and conceited, looking down on everyone. I thought there was nothing I couldn't have, that if I wanted it, I could get it, and I would get it!

"Get it? What a joke. Actually, I haven't gotten anything all these years. I'm just a fool who only knows how to numb myself," I mocked myself.

I calmly looked at Aunt Wan and asked, "Do you hate me?"

She trembled at my words, her face filled with bewilderment and helplessness, tears already streaming down her cheeks. She choked out, "I... I'm your Aunt Wan. How can I face anyone after doing this? How... how can you face your father?" "Do you hate me?" I continued.

She turned her head away, her pitiful face revealing a hint of determination.

I softly said again, "Aunt Wan, I wanted to make you happy, but... I didn't expect... I'm sorry to you and Xiao Nuo... I shouldn't have fallen in love with you..." She couldn't finish her sentence. I

sighed deeply, filled with remorse and regret. How could I treat her like this? How could I hurt her? I not only hurt her, but also my little sister. At this moment, I realized I had hurt the two most important women in my life.

At this moment, I finally had to pay the price for my arrogance, and my mother's image flashed in my mind. Mom, maybe you're right, I am a bastard!

I closed my eyes in anguish for a long time before standing up and saying, "I will give you and my little sister an explanation!" Aunt Wan looked terrified and uneasy, "You... what are you going to do?" I paused, turned around, stared at Aunt Wan, and held up the medicine bottle in my hand. I shook my head and smiled, "I told you I would accompany you if you did something foolish!"

I turned and strode out of the room, Aunt Wan's scream coming from behind... The car sped along, the phone ringing incessantly, but I ignored it. In just over ten minutes, we covered dozens of kilometers, only stopping when the gas tank was empty.

I picked up the incessantly ringing phone, and my little sister's crying voice came to my ears: "Brother, where are you?" I was silent for a long time before saying, "Xiao Nuo, I'm sorry, I'm going to break my promise again, don't blame me." I casually threw the phone out of the car window.

I played with the medicine bottle I had taken from Aunt Wan's table. There was no label on it, so I didn't know what kind of medicine it was. But the usually tidy table was now littered with such an eye-catching medicine bottle. Even a fool would know what it was for.

At that moment, all I could see was my little sister. I'd actually slept with her mother… I remembered all the little things I'd shared with my sister when I was young. Once, when I was sick, she rushed over to be with me and take care of me. Later, I found out she'd skipped school to come. (I'd been staying with my mother for a while.) Because of this, she was beaten for the first time…

I'd seriously injured someone and run to N city. She stole money from my father, skipped school, and took the train alone to bring me here. Back then, she was still just a little girl…

Once, my father beat me half to death, and she stood trembling in front of me, holding a small knife… My vision began to blur. If Aunt Wan and I had consensual sex, my little sister would surely forgive us. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. It could be said that I raped her mother, hurting the person most important to her. At this moment, I was filled with remorse. I was finally going to pay the price for my arrogance.

"Little sister, I'm sorry." I slowly poured the pill into my mouth, calmly watching the sunset.

Ouch! What kind of medicine is this? A heart-wrenching pain assaulted me. Zhao Wanni, is this your punishment for me? My consciousness began to fade, little sister…

[The End]

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