messing around on their wedding night

I lay on my side next to Yiyi, observing her by the moonlight streaming through the window. She was wearing a small tank top that barely covered half of her buttocks, her rounded shoulders exposed, quite beautiful. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her pert breasts, pressed against her chest as she lay on her side, trembled slightly, her nipples pushing against the fabric like alluring little points.

Tonight was our wedding night, how could I let this opportunity pass? I reached under her clothes, grasped Yiyi's breasts, and kneaded them, then brought my mouth to her ear for a kiss. Soon, Yiyi began to

pant. "Ugh, you're so annoying. What time is it?" Yiyi mumbled sleepily, dissatisfied.

"Hehe, wife, tonight is our wedding night, hurry up and let your husband have his way with you." I took Yiyi's earlobe into my mouth and gently sucked on it.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow..." Yiyi's nasal voice was sweet and cloying, further arousing my heartstrings. Though she verbally refused, she turned and hugged me.

I chuckled; this little girl's body was quite honest. I pulled down my underwear, letting my already swollen penis breathe, pressing it against Yiyi's elastic belly, and then went to pull down Yiyi's underwear.

Yiyi gently lifted her buttocks, making it easy for me to remove her underwear. I reached down and touched her; the dense forest was already rippling with moisture.

I lifted one of Yiyi's legs, guided my hard penis, and inserted it into Yiyi's slippery little hole. Yiyi was still young; despite my years of "exploration," her little hole was still inexperienced, as if it had a spirit. As soon as

my penis entered, the surrounding tender flesh immediately surrounded and squeezed it, the folds of the vaginal walls seeming to be stretched open. I thrust all the way in, pressing against her cervix, and Yiyi let out a soft "Mmm."

I steadied Yiyi's thighs, lifted her up, and began to move rapidly back and forth, my penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, turning the tender flesh inside out.

I stifled Yiyi's moans, leaving only muffled "mmm" sounds. I swirled my tongue in her mouth, gathering saliva to share with her. Yiyi, lost in the throes of passion, swallowed the saliva with a "gulp." Then she extended her tender tongue into my mouth, letting me suck and lick it.

This position made it difficult to exert force, so after a few minutes, I rolled over, pinning Yiyi to the ground. I hoisted her beautiful legs onto my shoulders, pressing them down to fully expose her mons pubis, and thrust my erect penis in heavily.

"Ah..." A long groan escaped Yiyi's lips. She seemed to have been holding her breath for a long time, breathing rapidly while the groans continued.

I spread Yiyi's legs apart, and she immediately wrapped them around my waist. I leaned down and kissed her face haphazardly, pressing her breasts flat, her nipples hard against my chest. At the same time, my penis thrust rapidly in and out of Yiyi's vagina, my hips slapping against her lower abdomen with a "slap slap slap" sound.

I continued like this for over ten minutes until Yiyi finally couldn't hold back any longer, her vagina gushing out a large amount of fluid as she moaned and climaxed. I don't know if it was because of the alcohol, but my glans was a little numb, and I had no urge to ejaculate.

But after her climax, Yiyi was completely limp on the bed; even if I continued, it wouldn't be of much interest.

I nudged her and said, "Do you want to take a shower?"

"No, I'm so sleepy..." Yiyi said weakly.

I ignored her and went to the bathroom to take another shower. When I came out, Yiyi was completely asleep.

The piston-like movements earlier had made me thirsty again. I took a cup, left the room, went downstairs, and poured myself another glass of water.

Perhaps because I had taken a nap, after drinking the water, I was no longer sleepy, and the desire I hadn't released with Yiyi earlier made me even more aroused. I tiptoed through the living room and stopped in front of my mother's bedroom door. I pressed my ear

to the door and listened, but the room was very soundproof, and I couldn't hear anything. Then, I reached out, grasped the doorknob, and carefully tried to turn it.

A soft "click" sounded as the door opened; my mother hadn't locked it. I gently pushed the door open a crack, and light came out from inside.

This damn door, not only was the soundproofing excellent, but the light-blocking effect was also perfect.

"Who is it?" My mother's voice came from inside.

Without hesitation, I pushed open the door, poked my head out, and forced a fake smile. "Mom, it's me." Inside, my mother was leaning against the headboard, working on her laptop. Because of the heat, she was only wearing a strappy nightgown, revealing her fair shoulders and a hint of cleavage, incredibly alluring; but the hem reached her knees, revealing a glimpse of her legs.

My mother didn't move, glancing at me over the top of her laptop, and frowned. "Sober now? Why are you sneaking around without knocking?" Seeing that she didn't scold me, I chuckled and went into the room, closing and locking the door behind me.

"I was just afraid of disturbing your rest," I said, sitting on the bed.

"What is it so late?" My mother's voice was neither happy nor angry.

"What could I possibly want?" Mom asked knowingly, but I couldn't be too direct. So I said casually, "I came to see you." Before Mom could speak, I quickly changed the subject, "It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?" "The company is expanding overseas, and I'm a new employee with a lot to handle..." Perhaps Mom was really under a lot of work pressure lately, because she actually started talking to me about work for the first time.

"...The personnel for overseas are still not finalized..." Mom stopped abruptly, saying self-deprecatingly, "Ugh, why am I telling you all this?" "Why can't I say it?" I protested. "I'm all grown up now, maybe I can help in some way.

Even if I can't, as your son, it's my duty to be your confidant and help you relieve some pressure." As I spoke, I placed my hand on Mom's smooth calf and began to caress it.

"Pah..." Mom spat lightly, kicked her leg, and shook off my mischievous hand, scolding, "Is this how you relieve my stress?" "Hehe," I grinned, crawled to Mom's side, and hugged her, saying, "Don't you know my massage skills? We're a small business, honest and trustworthy, guaranteed to make you feel good." After saying that, I openly put my hand on Mom's chest and grabbed her breasts to rub them.

"Slap!" Mom slapped my hand away and scolded me in a low voice, "Ling Xiaodong, don't cause me any trouble on this big day. On your wedding night, why aren't you with Yiyi? What are you doing here?" I said, feigning grievance, "The bride doesn't care about me anymore, so I have to come to my mother." Mom slapped my head and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" "Yiyi passed out from being fucked, but I haven't ejaculated yet. Mom, help." I whispered, and then pressed my lower body against Mom. Her pajama

pants were very thin, and Mom could already feel my penis pressing against her thigh. I buried my face in my mother's neck, kissing it repeatedly.

"Xiao Dong...stop it..." The tingling sensation on her neck quickly spread throughout her body. My mother put down the computer and tried to push me away, but her weak arms had no strength.

I ignored her words, my lips tracing a path up her neck, past her beautiful chin, and I captured her lips in my mouth, kissing her deeply.

"The door...mmm...lock...lock...mmm..." My mother knew that I wouldn't give up until she let me release my pent-up desire tonight, so she could only resign herself to her fate.

I sucked hard on my mother's tender tongue, then looked up at her and said, "I locked it when I came in." My mother's face was flushed from my kisses, her eyes filled with desire as she looked at me. Her thin lips were slightly swollen from my kisses, appearing thick and luscious.

Looking at the beautiful woman in my arms, a feeling I couldn't quite describe welled up inside me. I reached out and smoothed my mother's disheveled hair, saying in a nasal voice, "Mom, when I was on stage today, I really wished it was you standing next to me." Hearing this, my mother's eyes softened even more. She raised her hand to stroke my cheek and whispered, "Silly child, Mom was standing there too." "It's different, it's different..." I buried my face in my mother's chest, like a spoiled child, pleading. My mother wasn't wearing a bra, and as we rubbed against each other, her tank top had come undone. I took one of her bright red nipples into my mouth and began to suckle greedily like a starving baby.

My mother didn't say anything, but simply reached into my pajama bottoms, grabbed my hard penis, and began to stroke it up and down.

[The End]

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