wealthy families are busy with incestuous relationships

I was born into a wealthy family, one of the richest in the area. However, my father had already passed away when I was born. My mother told me that he had died of a serious illness six months before my birth, and I never met him.
My mother was the only daughter of a schoolteacher in a neighboring village. She was just eighteen when I was born and was a renowned beauty in our hometown. My father married her because of her beauty. She was very beautiful, tall, slender yet voluptuous, with fair skin. Her breasts were said to be the largest in the area, and her waist was said to be the slenderest. She married my father at sixteen, but unfortunately, she died young and became a widow.
My grandfather was the head of our family. He married seven wives and had three sons and two daughters. My father was the eldest son. He was a powerful figure in our hometown; there was nothing he couldn't do.
After I was born, my mother never breastfed me even once. She would walk around all day with her large, swollen breasts, but never once put those precious treasures into my mouth for me to suckle even a single drop. I only learned the reason later. Poor me, although born into a wealthy family, I grew up eating rice porridge.
Even though I ate rice porridge, I grew very quickly. Eight years passed in the blink of an eye, and I was eight years old, gradually beginning to understand things.
My mother was still so beautiful; after all, she was only twenty-six, the prime of a woman's life. Her figure was even fuller than before, and her already enormous breasts seemed to have grown even larger. She always exuded a peculiar, rich fragrance, and her clothes were always damp at the chest. When I snuggled in her arms, I could clearly feel the fragrance emanating from her chest, although I didn't know what it was. When my mother was happy, I would take the opportunity to snuggle into her arms. Those soft, large breasts against me felt incredibly comfortable. Several times I wanted to touch them, but as soon as my hand touched them, my mother would blush and pull my hand away, giving me a scolding glare, which would scare me away.
But one night, I witnessed a scene I will never forget.
That day, I was already in bed, but I couldn't fall asleep. I wanted to talk to someone, but the maid who served me was already asleep. So I got out of bed, intending to go find my mother. I quietly walked to my mother's door, and just as I was about to push it open, I suddenly heard voices coming from inside. Although I was only eight years old, I already had some sense. I gently poked a hole in the paper window and peered inside. I saw my grandfather! Both he and my mother were completely naked. This was the first time I had ever seen my mother naked. My mother's body was so white, and those breasts were truly enormous.
Grandpa was holding Mom, his hands gripping and kneading her large breasts. Mom, why can't I touch them, but Grandpa can?
Grandpa's hands, though large, couldn't quite grasp Mom's enormous breasts. His hands were deeply embedded in them, kneading back and forth. Mom's breasts changed shape constantly in his hands as he kneaded them, saying to Mom, "Wife, after all these years, your breasts are still so soft and firm."
As Grandpa squeezed and played with them harder, I clearly saw a large stream of white liquid flowing from Mom's nipples. "Gently," Mom said, "You've made me produce milk again."
Grandpa laughed and said to Mom, "I'll eat more when it comes out, wife. Your milk production is really getting bigger and bigger. I just emptied it, and it's already flowing again." Then he bent down, took one of her nipples in his mouth, and sucked hard, saying, "So delicious, so sweet and thick."
“You’ve been eating seven or eight meals a day for eight years now, so naturally your milk supply has been increasing. And you still have the nerve to say that?”
Grandpa continued eating, not speaking to her. One hand supported one of her breasts as she suckled, while the other hand continued to knead the other, causing milk to flow continuously. Mom frowned and said, “Lie down and give me a blowjob. I’ll lie on top of you and feed you.” She then had Grandpa lie flat on the bed, and Mom lay on top of him, her breasts drooping
towards his mouth. She said, “Eat both at once, I’m so full.” Grandpa didn’t stand on ceremony. He cupped Mom’s large breasts in both hands, brought the nipples together, and suckled on both at the same time, his hands still gripping Mom’s breasts—it really did look like he was giving a blowjob. Seeing Grandpa enjoying himself, Mom asked him, “Compared to Xiaofeng’s milk, whose milk tastes better?”
Xiaofeng is my second aunt, twenty years old this year, and recently gave birth. My second uncle usually does business in Chengdu and only comes back once every week or two. Grandpa spat out both nipples and said, "Your milk is quite different. Xiaofeng's is colostrum, thicker and stickier, while your milk is sweeter and more abundant. Besides, your breasts are bigger than hers."
Mom seemed pleased and laughed, "You're smart. Okay, eat up, you can have your fill." Then she cupped her breasts and brought them to Grandpa's mouth, feeding him both nipples at once. She then freed one hand, reached between Grandpa's legs, grabbed his large penis, and said, "Eat well, and then you have to feed me well too."
Grandpa suckled, saying, "Okay, I'll definitely feed you, you little slut." After suckling for a while, Grandpa spat out Mom's nipple, "Finally finished."
"Then hurry up and come on, my little cunt is waiting for your big cock."
Grandpa rolled over, this time pinning Mom beneath him. I couldn't see what they were doing, but I heard Mom panting, and then Grandpa saying, "After all these years, your little cunt is still so tight." Then I saw their bodies heaving violently. When I couldn't see anything anymore, I quietly went back to my room. I only
vaguely understood what Grandpa and Mom were doing; images of Mom's full body, her huge, soft breasts, and the fluid flowing from her nipples as Grandpa ate them kept flashing before my eyes. I couldn't sleep a wink all night.
[The End]

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