【The mature female elders in the family】(02)

Chapter

Two

I hurried to Fatty's house, or rather, Fatty's aunt's house. I stood at the door and knocked, harboring
some wicked intention—to quell my yearning soul. Fatty certainly wouldn't mind; if it weren't for me, he
wouldn't even have meat to eat. Now he was eating meat while I drank soup. Besides, I'd discovered a little secret about Fatty, one he probably
hadn't even noticed himself. As for the other woman, no one would care about her opinion. Reality immediately slapped me in
the face. It was Fatty who opened the door, and only Fatty was home. The huge contrast made me collapse helplessly onto the sofa.
"Fatty, Fatty, this isn't what we agreed on!"

Fatty said with a forced smile. "Well… I couldn't help it. A really good friend of mine suddenly showed up and dragged
my aunt shopping. She said a new big shopping mall opened, and my aunt wasn't willing to go anyway. Now she had
an excuse to run away immediately."

"Sigh," I sighed. I knew it wasn't Fatty's fault. Although we'd gotten our hands on this woman and forced
her to let us have our way with her, she was still an independent individual with her own thoughts and opinions. She weighed the pros and cons
and only swallowed her anger to let us play with her, all to keep quiet and not disrupt our stable life. If we
went too far, she wouldn't be able to stand it, or if things came out, we'd all be in trouble. "I'm not going to say anything more. I
was hoping to have some fun, but now… sigh!"

"Tsk tsk, look how thirsty you are," Fatty mocked me obliviously. "Couldn't you have just held back?"

"Damn, you have the nerve to talk back to me?" I glared at Fatty. "Who was it that said old women weren't fun and
refused to go for it? I eavesdropped all night, and this morning I couldn't resist rushing in and fucking that woman's big ass like crazy
. I almost woke her up, so I had to drug her. Luckily it was the weekend, so she didn't have to go out and no
one came looking for her, or something bad might have happened."

Fatty's stain hurt every time I touched it, and he immediately backed down. "Bro, I was wrong," but
then he changed the subject . "But I really can't help you today. I'm following their arrangements. I'll have a spa treatment after dinner before coming back.
I have class tomorrow, so you'll definitely be home tonight. You can't wait that long." Actually, Fatty had already been tempted that time,
but because of a bet with me, he let me come the first time, and he overestimated his willpower.

"Holy crap," I was speechless. I was thinking that if I couldn't hold out until tonight, at least I could have some
fun, but now Fatty had destroyed all my hopes. I collapsed onto the sofa, completely motionless, my eyes glazed over.
"What a miserable life,"

the fat guy chuckled unkindly beside me. "Why don't you just go masturbate? No, you might as well go home and masturbate
in front of your newly minted, beautiful stepmother/homeroom teacher."

I didn't like hearing that. "I'm not a masturbator like you. If it weren't for me, you
'd have to sneak around . Every time, I'm the one who strikes first, and you just come and get the freebies. You think I only dare to watch and not do anything?
Where did you get such a satisfying mature woman?"

The fat guy didn't seem to care. He knew he couldn't win an argument with me, but the clever fat guy's attention
was drawn . "You did it?! Holy crap, I understand why you..." " Why are you in such a hurry? You've tasted the beauty of your
homeroom teacher and can't get enough." The fat man stared at me in surprise, "You...you're so fast!" I just looked at the fat man with a half-smile. The fat man sighed a little, "I know you're nice on the surface, but you're quick and ruthless, but this is too fast. You called me last night and said you'd tasted the meat, so you must have done it the night before last." After analyzing this, the fat man was stunned, "You actually slept with your stepmother on her wedding night?!" His eyes unconsciously revealed shock and envy, "I still don't understand, how dare you do it under your father's nose..." "My father isn't home," I interrupted the fat man before he could finish. The fat man immediately understood. He knew my family situation perfectly well. "That explains it. That have been completely drunk. Maybe you even drugged her. You probably stayed up all night again." The fat man spoke with certainty. "No wonder you're so bold. You even slept with your own wife, so what's this stepmother?" "Hehe," I chuckled. The fat man really understood me, but I was still a little reserved, speaking haltingly . "Hey, wait a minute," the fat guy suddenly asked me, a little surprised, "If you're this intolerant, you'd probably have already confronted your stepmother and coerced her. You should be on top of her right now, not running here to me, right?" "Nothing, I changed my mind," I pouted. "She doesn't know my dad wasn't home tonight, she thought it was him." "Oh," the fat guy exclaimed, "But you can't hide this for long. I get it, you're trying to mess with someone else." "Sigh," I sighed, "I haven't messed with anyone else, I've just messed with myself." The fat guy shrugged helplessly. "You brought this on yourself. You just love messing around with these things. Like me, I bravely confront her directly, and I can do whatever I want every day, how great is that!" "Direct? Brave?" These two words made me both laugh and cry. "How long have you been lusting after your girl? How many times have you secretly taken her underwear, stockings, and bra and masturbated? Who finally got her for you?" I mimicked the fat man 's way of addressing her. The fat man gave me a thumbs up. "Bro, you're the one. I'm all thanks to you." Then he put on a lecherous face. "Seeing how thirsty you are, it must have felt amazing, right?" "Think about it, your mature female homeroom teacher, whom you've been dreaming about day and night, I even specially dressed her in a black business suit with black stockings and high heels," I deliberately tempted the fat man, who immediately took the bait, staring straight at me. "Now she has another role, your stepmother, your new mother," the fat man's breathing became heavier, "on her wedding night, lying unconscious on the wedding bed, you can do whatever you want." "Then what are we waiting for?" the fat man blurted out. "So..." I deliberately teased the fat man. "So what? Tell me quickly!" the fat man urged impatiently. "So I went all out." After waiting so long for this sentence, the fat man almost vomited blood, but he didn't dare to argue with me, so he just stared at me with resentful eyes. I immediately got goosebumps all over. "No, no, please don't say that. Now that we've started, there's nothing more to say. See for yourself." As I spoke, I opened my phone and tapped...

I showed him a video, and Fatty immediately perked up, grabbing the phone and staring intently at the screen, drooling.

My original plan was to enjoy myself first before showing it to Fatty, but since he
was so impatient he might as well experience the thrill of lust too. The video was edited by me, showing my three
encounters with Jiang Yun that night and one that morning. Even I, after watching it, had to admit I'd hit the jackpot; Jiang Yun
was indeed a stunning beauty. Even after cutting a lot, the video was still over an hour long.
Watching Fatty, clearly engrossed in the video and determined not to be disturbed, I could only helplessly lean
back on the sofa, lost in thought. From my angle, I could see Fatty's aunt's room and the large bed inside. It was on
that bed that I tasted another mature woman, while Fatty had raped another beautiful elder.

Fatty's aunt was named Huang Qing, and like Fatty's mother, she was quite beautiful; otherwise,
why would Fatty's equally lecherous father have married Fatty's mother? Huang Qing is 42 years old. Her husband is the director of a hospital, while she
is the deputy director of the Department of Science and Education at another hospital. It's a relatively easy job, with a 9-to-5 schedule. Occasionally being late or leaving early is no
big deal, so she has plenty of free time to go shopping, work out, go to spas, and so on with her friends.
She lives a very leisurely life. However, her husband often travels for work and works overtime, so she feels quite lonely when he comes home
. But the arrival of Fatty completely filled her emptiness, making her feel incredibly fulfilled physically. He is 1.65 meters tall, and because of his long-term fitness
routine , he has a curvaceous figure with the voluptuousness of a mature woman. Coupled with his mature and beautiful face,
he is very attractive to teenagers. I was amazed when I first visited him. When Huang Qing came home that evening, she was dressed in a formal suit, and with her
mature charm, she was exactly my type. However, Fatty's mind was previously focused on his wife, and
he hadn't made up his mind about this woman in her forties, whom he described as an older woman, since he had just arrived in the city. But after facing this charming
mature woman every day, the fat boy naturally became attracted. That incident was just him being stubborn; he held back all night but couldn't
resist .

I first met this mature woman on the second weekend after school started. I had only heard of her before; the fat boy had mentioned that
his mother had an older sister like her, and the two looked quite alike, except the fat boy's mother was taller. The fat boy was supposed to go home for
the weekend , but his mother was away on a business trip. Bored after school on Friday, the fat boy invited me
to his house to play games, ostensibly to study together. Although it was a top-tier high school, tutoring was now strictly prohibited,
so evening self-study became optional for day students. Of course, no one wanted to attend evening self-study on Fridays.
Entering Fatty's room, I lazily lay on the bed. "This house is really big. Was this originally a guest room? It
's quite spacious."

"Yeah," Fatty nodded. "My cousin doesn't allow anyone to touch his room, so I naturally chose this one
. It's not bad, although not as nice as home." However, Fatty later had an affair with his cousin's mother, and that
usually empty room sometimes became Fatty's place to rape his aunt. After he was done, he would lock the door and
clean it up later, especially when his uncle was home.

I gave Fatty a disdainful look. "You want to compare it to home? At home, you have mature women to fuck.
Do you have any here?"

Fatty was stunned, then exclaimed indignantly, "Damn, what are you thinking? Your mind is full of filthy thoughts."

"You think you're so noble? Then why were you in such a hurry to go home?" I glanced at Fatty sideways.

The chubby guy, momentarily speechless, quickly changed the subject, "Let's play a game, don't waste time."

"Aren't you afraid your aunt will suddenly come back?"

"I eat at the school cafeteria from Monday to Friday. Unless my uncle comes back, she eats out
because my cousin used to eat at the school cafeteria when he was in high school. It's too rushed for him to come back." The chubby guy
explained, "I'll be home on weekends, though. My aunt cooks. My uncle is away on a business trip this week, so it's just the two of us."

"What about dinner?" Having never met the chubby guy's aunt in person, I didn't have
any . At most, when I heard the chubby guy say that he often spent time alone with Huang Qing
, those movies I'd seen flashed through my mind. Right now, I was more concerned about my dinner.

"I've already ordered takeout," the chubby guy said naturally.

I nodded, thinking to myself, "It's really not easy for me to have a meal cooked by my family."
"Fatty, you can still get a few hot meals, but I haven't had one in ages."

Fatty paused for a moment after hearing this. "Heh, that's why we have to try our best to live a better life."

"Alright," I sat up abruptly, "Let's not talk about these depressing things, let's play a game." But my
luck wasn't good today. I was dead the moment I opened the door, and twenty minutes later, I was lazily lying on the bed again. Fatty went out to get
takeout. Fatty isn't short of money, and the takeout looked quite lavish, but I didn't have much of an appetite. Eating this every day,
no one would have a good appetite.

Fatty wasn't in a particularly good mood either. He had originally planned to go home for a pleasant weekend, but
now he could only stay here eating takeout. "Damn, my mom definitely did this on purpose. She went to a meeting that she wasn't
supposed to attend," Fatty had just changed the subject, but he couldn't help but bring it up again.

"Stop complaining. You know what we've done. Your mom might not dare say anything, but she'll definitely
avoid ." I yawned, looking at the ceiling.

"Don't I have a chance?" Fatty clearly didn't believe me.

"Not necessarily, just less often. What? Can't stand it anymore?" I glanced at Fatty. He'd
been partying almost every night during the holidays, and now that was suddenly over, of course he was feeling down.

Fatty was indeed getting restless, but there was nothing he could do. "Alright, alright, let's not talk about it.
Here, let me show you the latest movie I got this week."

"Huh? Didn't you stop watching these things after you got real people?" I looked at Fatty with a slightly puzzled expression
.

"I haven't had much practice this past week, have I?" Fatty said, clicking on a folder on his computer.
"So I downloaded the latest movie. I'm a paid user, after all; I can't just waste my money.
Let me see what I downloaded. I didn't pay much attention at the time, just downloaded it and thought about it later."

Fatty opened the video. "Holy crap, this website cut out the intro! What's the name of this?"

"Of course I'll ask you since you downloaded it. How would I know?" I adjusted my position and continued lying on the bed.
"Hey, this girl's pretty good." But the plot that quickly unfolded left me speechless. Was Fatty doing this on purpose?
The plot is simple: a high school boy drugged his mother with sleeping pills while his father was away, then raped
her on the sofa. The beautiful, mature mother was sexually assaulted and ejaculated inside by her lewd, fat son, who also took photos and videos. Perhaps
for the sake of , the mother slowly regained consciousness halfway through the act. Powerless, she was no
match for her lustful son. With her hands tied behind her back, she was pinned to the living room table like a female dog and subjected to rear-entry penetration. No matter how much she cried,
begged, or cursed, it was useless. Her son thrust into her in various positions until she finally collapsed onto the carpet, her buttocks raised high, and
cloudy semen slowly dripping down her legs. Meanwhile, the son took photos with satisfaction. Afterwards,
naturally the mother succumbed to her son's lewd power and became his sex slave. These are all old tropes; I
've seen them all before, just with different people. But the second half is what's interesting. The fat boy, who
's been having sex with his mother, gradually becomes dissatisfied with only one mother and sets his sights on his equally sexy aunt, his mother's sister. He uses his mother's
name to lure his aunt to his house, drug her, and strip her naked along with his already controlled mother, throwing them onto the bed. Once
they're sober, he takes turns toying with them until they completely submit.

Watching the scene freeze on the mother and aunt, both wearing collars, kneeling between their son's legs, licking his penis
, I murmured, "Fatty, are you in such a hurry?"

Completely captivated but also a little embarrassed, the fat boy squinted, "This isn't something I
deliberately chose; it's purely coincidental."

"Coincidence?" I believed that. The fat boy didn't flaunt his aunt like he did his mother.
"That makes it even more interesting."

"I'm being very honest now; I won't have any bad intentions," the fat boy assured me, raising his hand.

"Heh, I think you're all talk and no action," I knew Fatty well. Even if a woman was naked in front of him, he
'd still need someone to demonstrate first to give him courage.

Fatty's face stiffened, but he knew that trying to be a hero in front of me was useless, so he could only admit with a wry smile,
"You know, even if you hadn't gone first at my house that time, I still wouldn't have dared!" Unfortunately, he couldn't change this
personality .

"Hmm?" I glanced at Fatty, "That's an interesting question. You want me to go first? I'll gnaw on the bone while you
eat the meat ?"

"Hey, hey," Fatty was startled. He knew I meant what I said, "Don't do anything reckless. I'm
already very satisfied with one now. Don't you have one too?"

"I don't have one now," Fatty always knows how to rub salt in the wound.

The fat man realized he'd misspoke and quickly tried to salvage the situation, "It's temporary, temporary. When
you go after her, she won't be able to escape."

"Fatty," I said, not wanting to bring this up, "haven't you really thought about it? She looks quite a bit like your mother."

The fat man's hand, which was about to turn off the video, froze. Looking at the two sisters in the video, he remained silent for a long time before
whispering , "I don't dare." It wasn't that he didn't dare, but that he didn't want to. Once you start going astray, how can you stop?

"Did you dare face your mother all those years ago? But now?" I asked him, staring at the ceiling.

The fat man didn't answer, then after a long pause, asked, "What if she calls the police?"

"I haven't met your aunt, but from your description, she seems to be someone who enjoys life and cares a lot
about appearances . Would someone like that really risk everything for a fight to the death?"

The fat man shook his head. "Probably not, but nobody's 100% sure."

"Nothing in this world is 100% certain. You get divorced after marriage," I
replied The fat man knew why I was in a bad mood: my mother had divorced and run away, and my father had
raped the female teacher he liked, who might even become my stepmother. It would be strange if I was in a good mood.

"Should we wait and see how things go? After all, we've only been here a week," the fat man said, hoping to play it safe.

I didn't object to that. We haven't even met her, and we're already discussing how to sleep with her? That's ridiculous.
But isn't that what crimes of passion are all about? You just do what you think of. "Wait a minute, isn't this your aunt? You
put out this kind of video, and in the end, you tricked me into going first, making it seem like I'm the one who can't wait to sleep with your aunt?"

"Uh," Fatty was also taken aback, "So

, how about we just forget about it?" "Forget about it? We've already come this far, why are you backing down?" I gritted my teeth. "So what if I
go first? It'll be good to get my hands on this mature woman. Let me tell you, don't be tempted to try and take her from me later."

Fatty felt underestimated. "Who's going to take her from you? A woman in her forties,
I'm not interested. Play around, but remember to close the door properly and don't disturb my sleep."

"Okay, it's a deal," I nodded, wondering if he could hold back then. Now,
getting down to business , "What are your aunt's habits? What's her daily routine like? Who does she usually associate with
? What are her weekend plans? Does she have any extramarital affairs? What are her hotel records?"

Fatty was stunned by my barrage of questions, his mouth agape. "How would I know?"

"Then go find out," I clicked my tongue. "If you don't find out, what if you just get in here
and her friend knocks on the door? What will you do then?"

Fatty nodded dumbly. "Oh, what about those previous times?"

"Of course, I found out everything before I made a move. Do you think all the questions I ask you are for nothing
?"

With this settled, I felt motivated again. Fatty and I ate takeout and started playing games again. Fatty
was a little distracted, both excited and nervous, but having been through some trials, he gradually calmed down.
The fat guy suddenly nudged me. "Do you think we really have to do this?" Deep down, he still had some worries
and doubts.

I tossed the mouse aside, slumped over the table, and said softly, "There are plenty of ways to play with women. If you're willing to
spend the money find any kind. But do you get that feeling?"

The fat guy shook his head. He knew what I meant. For
teenagers like us who grew up in families lacking parental love, the complex feeling of lust, revenge, and satisfaction mixed together when flirting with older women was addictive.
Only then could we experience a twisted sense of satisfaction. "You've tasted your own
mother 's charm. Now, if I asked you to go out and spend money to find a prostitute, would you be interested?"

"This…" The fat guy was speechless. "Is it possible that you could flirt with my aunt?" The fat guy suddenly
had a wild idea.

I didn't say a word, picked up a small mirror from the table, and handed it to the fat guy. He took it in astonishment, and
his "Holy crap, are you indirectly calling me ugly?"

"You think your aunt is the kind of person who can hook up after just one or two meetings?"

The fat man shook his head. "She's a lot like my mom, not that easy, but it's not hopeless. My
mom was having an affair with someone, though we got her before it could progress."

"You've met that guy, haven't you? Good looks, smooth talker, good status and income
, a total social butterfly. What do you have to offer?" I yawned. "
What do you think these sexy, alluring older women would want from us high school students with nothing?
Even requires something, mutual attraction."

The fat man scratched his head. "But they're pretty lonely too."

"Even if you're lonely, no one would sleep with their own son, right? It's easier to find a random guy outside." I
stroked my chin . "Unless he's mentally unstable like us, but unfortunately, we haven't met that person. Honestly,
Fatty, you're out of luck. If I had the time, I could slowly calm down and gradually win over your aunt,
there might still be some hope, but it might all end halfway through."

"Shameless, you talk like you're some kind of handsome guy," the fat man scoffed. "You're right,
they definitely don't like us, and we don't have the time or energy to go through all that trouble. Hey, speaking of which, I know you're in a
bad mood. Have fun, but don't hurt anyone."

I nodded. "I know, like with your mom, drug her first, then slowly enjoy it.
That resentful yet helpless expression of a mature woman is just amazing. And when you're aroused at the end,
she'll say no but her body will obediently cooperate. Isn't that your favorite thing?"

The fat man took a deep breath. "Just be careful." He knew I was harboring a lustful desire and
was afraid I'd do something irrational.

I sullenly agreed. Even though we'd talked so much, I hadn't even met her yet. Although the fat man had
shown me a picture, and she was indeed a beauty, I had to see it for myself. Around nine o'clock in the evening, Huang Qing returned.
The moment I saw her, my heart stirred with desire, while I secretly despised Fatty for his hypocrisy. This charming
, mature woman, who resembled Fatty's mother quite a bit, was unbearable for me, a boy who had already experienced Fatty's mother's charms. It was as if I was instantly transported back to the
time when I was riding on Fatty's mother, that pleasure bursting forth. Huang Qing's figure was even more captivating;
dressed formally and having had a few drinks, she was even more alluring.

Huang Qing entered and, seeing Fatty and me, paused slightly. "Xiaoxiao, who is this?" However, it was clear Huang Qing
wasn't wary. She walked to the table, poured herself a glass of water, and sat down on the sofa while drinking.

Fatty and I, harboring our own secrets, kept our expressions hidden, having been trained in these things. "Auntie, this is
Chen Ning, a classmate I often mention to you. She's very good at her studies."

"Hello, Auntie," I greeted her politely, then fell silent.

"Oh," Huang Qing nodded in realization. It seemed the fat man had mentioned me. "Welcome, welcome! I heard
you got first place in your school's high school entrance exam?"

"Yeah," I nodded shyly. The fat man secretly gave me a disdainful look, thinking, "Look at you, putting on an act."

Huang Qing became noticeably more enthusiastic towards me. That's the advantage of being a good student. "Xiaoxiao, Auntie has
a social engagement and I'm feeling a bit dizzy. I'll rest for a while. Please take good care of Chen Ning."

"Oh, Auntie, Chen Ning will be staying here tonight and sleeping with me," the fat man said.

Huang Qing was slightly taken aback, then smiled and nodded. "Okay,"

the fat man agreed loudly, pulling me back to the room. As I entered, I glanced back. Huang Qing was leaning
against the sofa with her eyes closed. From my angle, I could see a glimpse of her fair skin. I turned away, swallowed hard, and
went back to the room. "Hey, being a good student is different. My aunt agreed to let you stay here without a second
thought. She's not usually this easy to talk to," the fat man said sourly.

I was still reveling in Huang Qing's drunken charm when I said, "Fatty, your aunt is really beautiful,
her figure even better than your mom's."

"That's right," Fatty replied casually, but then snapped back to reality. "Don't do anything rash."

I lay down on the bed. "Fatty, the movie this afternoon was really good, wasn't it?"

Fatty didn't answer for a while before replying, "Yeah."

Huang Qing had rested for a bit before going to take a shower. The room was very soundproof, and even though we left the door slightly ajar, we
could still faintly hear the sound of running water from the bathroom. The sound was so alluring. I
shook my head vigorously, deciding to hold back and wait until I understood the situation before making my move. Fatty wasn't doing much better; he
looked dazed and seemed lost in thought. After some time, I heard Huang Qing's slightly hoarse voice from outside,
"I'm going back to my room to rest. Don't stay out too late."

I suddenly realized what was happening and involuntarily said "Oh." I noticed that Fatty was still in a daze,
so . "Say something!" Fatty looked at me blankly, but still subconsciously replied as I said,
"Okay." Huang Qing heard our reply, turned around and went back to his room. I clearly heard the sound of the door locking from the inside,
which made my heart sink. "Fatty, does your aunt lock the door when she sleeps?"

"Yeah," Fatty answered blankly, still unaware of what was going on. "She locks the door every day."

I sighed. "Then you'll have to find a way to get the key, or get her to cooperate before she even gets in the room." Fatty, who had

been lost in his own world, finally came to his senses. "The key is hard to get.
I don't know where the spare key is. My aunt always carries it with her and takes it back to her room before going to bed. You can't even get a copy made."

"Let's get it done before she goes into the room." Seeing her in person, I had a burning desire inside me,
a voice telling me, "Fuck her, fuck her." As a seemingly good student,
deep down had a persistent urge.
The contrast between everyone's disbelief and surprise when they found out what I'd done would be quite amusing. So, although I told myself to be careful, I was truly
reckless . Even if I got caught, my parents would probably only think I'd disgraced them,
not feel any sadness or regret. So what was I afraid of?

I actively started making a plan. "Let's wait until she's home alone, day or night, and
put drugs in her drink. Once she's unconscious, it'll be easy. Whether we drag her to her room or just leave her in the living room, it's not a problem.
What does she usually drink at home?"

Fatty thought for a moment, "She often makes some beauty and health drinks. I don't know the ingredients, but
I've smelled them; they have a strong odor. She won't be able to smell or taste the drugs in them."

"When do you drink?" Timing is crucial.

"She usually drinks in the morning and evening, but she probably had some alcohol tonight, so she didn't drink. She usually drinks."
Fatty scratched his head.

"Does she go into the room after drinking?"

"No, she usually likes to drink while playing on her phone on the sofa. After drinking, she goes to the bathroom to tidy up
before into the room." Fatty explained in detail.

I glanced at Fatty. He said he wouldn't mess with her, but he's only been here a few days and he's already observing her so closely. "
How long does this process usually take?"

Fatty thought carefully. "Playing on her phone, usually on the sofa, takes about ten
minutes, sometimes more than twenty minutes if she's having fun. Going to the bathroom also takes about ten or twenty minutes."

"That's enough." I clapped my hands. "The drug takes effect in at most ten minutes. We've verified that many times
." At this point, Fatty and I exchanged a knowing glance. "We'll just have sex on the sofa first
. Fatty, don't you dare peek from behind the door."

"Pah, do you think I'm that kind of person?" The fat man scoffed. "She's just an old woman, do
whatever you want with her, as long as nothing bad happens."

I gave him a deep look; he was undeniably fat without even trying. "Let's see how long you can keep up this act."

The two of them had been up all night and were quite exhausted, especially the fat man. He went to the bathroom to shower
and didn't return for a while, looking completely worn out. "I'm done, you can go now," he said, then lay down
on the bed . I was a little confused. "Fatty, how come you're so tired after just a shower?"

The fat man replied weakly, "Tired, from all this commotion." But something still felt off.

Entering the bathroom, I was greeted by the scents of shower gel and shampoo. Fatty had tossed his clothes into
a basin. I hadn't brought any spare clothes and was planning to make do. The basin was in the way
, so I thought I'd do him a favor and empty it into the washing machine. But when I opened the washing machine, I froze.
Inside was a whole set of women's clothing, even underwear and bras. My mouth dropped open. I slowly
reached out and picked up a pair of black panties. A woman's fragrance mixed with the smell of alcohol wafted out. I frowned
, recalling Fatty's earlier strange behavior. "Holy crap, this fat guy is using his aunt's underwear to masturbate." But
then I thought, he's already used his own mother's vagina to relieve his lust, so what's the big deal? I'll just have a good
laugh at him later, masturbating with an "old woman's" underwear, haha.

My heart was burning with desire, but I couldn't be like him and watch Fatty make a fool of himself. I had to suppress my urges
and quickly put my underwear back. "Fatty's really careful. I can't find a
single trace. I'll try to trick him when I get back." The clothes in the washing machine made my heart flutter. The scent of the clothes mixed with the smell of alcohol
still made me dizzy. I quickly took a shower and rushed back to my room.

"Huh? You're back so fast?" Fatty was pretending to be dead on the bed. The door was sturdy, and there were
soundproofing strips all around, so the sound was very quiet. It wasn't until I stood in front of him that he suddenly realized I was there and asked in surprise.

"Of course I'm fast when I take a shower," I said, sitting down in a chair. "Unlike someone else who did something else."

Fatty's face changed, a little embarrassed. He pretended not to hear me, but I didn't let him off the hook. "Fatty,
guess what I just found?" Fatty didn't answer.

"Oh, not saying anything? Well, let me tell you, your aunt didn't do laundry. She put it all in the washing machine."
I stared at Fatty.

The fat man couldn't sit still any longer. "Let me tell you, don't be so impatient. You can't even spare my aunt's clothes.
You can't do this!"

Hey, this fat man is even trying to turn the tables. I rolled my eyes. "I'm not like some people who say
one claiming they're not interested in old women while secretly taking their underwear to masturbate."

The fat man stubbornly refused to admit it. "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't even look at the washing machine. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known my
aunt 's clothes weren't washed. She usually washes them right after showering.

" "Really? When I went in, the washing machine lid wasn't even closed. How could you not see it?"

"Impossible, I closed it..." The fat man suddenly realized his mistake, pointing at me. "You tricked me?"

I couldn't help but burst into laughter. The fat man, enraged and embarrassed, glared at me, finally
lowering his head . "Damn it, you tricked me again."

"If you hadn't been so impulsive, this wouldn't have happened," I chuckled. "Look at me, I have
such strong willpower. If I'm going to mess with someone, I won't mess with their clothes." But as it turned out, my
willpower a little better.

Fatty looked dejected. "Sigh, Auntie usually washes her clothes, but I don't know why she didn't tonight, and now
... her reputation is ruined."

I didn't want to embarrass Fatty too much, so I changed the subject. "Yeah, your auntie went to bed
early tonight."

Fatty nodded. "Yeah, it's only a little past ten. Usually, Auntie is still lounging on the sofa playing on her phone.
She didn't seem to have drunk much."

Fatty and I didn't understand, so we didn't dwell on it. We played two more games, and finally, around eleven,
we and went to sleep. But I spent the whole night playing games and watching movies, and drank too many beverages. Fatty, on the other hand, ate a lot but
drank little. I, wanting to stay in bed and not move, endured it for a while but couldn't take it anymore. I hurriedly
got up and rushed to the bathroom. In my haste, I couldn't find the light switch, so I quickly took care
of myself With the "sizzling" sound of water, I gradually relaxed, let out a long sigh, shook
my penis, and without even washing my hands, opened the door to go back to sleep. Standing in the doorway was a disheveled
, dark figure. Even though I always pride myself on being brave, I was so scared my whole body went limp. Unable to move, even a sound was
stuck in my throat. The dark figure opposite me was clearly in no better shape; he shuddered violently,
so violently I could see it clearly. Then his foot slipped, and he was about to fall to the ground when his face tilted back, allowing
me to see clearly in the moonlight—it was Huang Qing. Regaining my senses, I saw Huang Qing about to fall and instinctively reached
out to grab her arms, pulling her forward forcefully. Huang Qing fell onto me, and I staggered back two steps, leaning
against the sink. The pain in my waist and the soft touch against my chest came simultaneously—a sensation of both ice and fire, a
bittersweet .

Huang Qing was about to scream loudly, and I held her arms, helplessly waiting for the woman's
scream to come. But instead of the deafening, shrill scream I had imagined, I heard a weak "Ah."
The strong smell of alcohol made me dizzy. "Aunt Huang, it's me, it's Chen Ning."

Huang Qing, who was gradually regaining her senses, was trembling all over. Her large breasts rubbed against me, making me feel itchy
. "Quick, get out!" Her voice trembled, as if she was trying her best to control something.

"Oh," I hurriedly let go. Huang Qing supported herself on my arms and stood up unsteadily,
walking towards the toilet. I was about to turn away when I felt a little wet on my leg. I gently wiped it with my finger; it was a water stain.
After the next action, my rationality completely disappeared. I put it to my nose and sniffed it slightly. My nose is very sensitive,
and I immediately smelled the stench of urine, even though there was a strong smell of alcohol around. I understood immediately. The shock and collision just
now had caused Huang Qing to lose control and slightly urinate. I, who was just laughing at the fat man for his lack of self-control,
was completely ignited. Reason, plans, all were thrown aside. My eyes, which suddenly
turned red, were fixed on Huang Qing's back.

Huang Qing, completely oblivious to me behind her, stumbled and ran towards the toilet. Unfortunately
, unsteady on her feet, she lost her balance after only a couple of steps and fell backward,
landing in my arms. I steadied myself, braced my arms around Huang Qing's from behind,
and with a push, we were both standing next to the toilet. Dizzy and disoriented from the series of events, Huang Qing paused for a second
before reacting, weakly scolding, "What are you doing? Get out!"

"Auntie, you can't even stand properly, let me help you," I whispered in Huang Qing's ear, my
warm breath making her tremble.

"Please, please get out, I beg you!" Huang Qing cried, her voice trembling.

I knew why; Huang Qing was about to burst. I suddenly took a deep breath, grabbed Huang Qing's thighs, and
lifted her up, spreading her legs apart like a child urinating. "Isn't this much better, Auntie? We can
start ." Huang Qing had a great figure, but she wasn't light either, weighing a good 110 pounds. Normally, it would be difficult for me to lift her,
but at this moment, she seemed completely weightless, lost in lust.

Huang Qing's body was limp, powerless to resist, and she didn't even dare to struggle, fearing that if she exerted any force, she wouldn't be able to hold it in any longer
. She just kept crying out, "Put me down, put me down." Of course,

I wouldn't let go. Seeing Huang Qing still making a last-ditch effort, a sinister smile appeared on my lips,
and I made a "shh" sound, like coaxing a child to urinate. Sure enough, Huang Qing's face turned even more pale, and she couldn't even make a sound
. She bit her lip tightly, her body trembling slightly. Seeing this, I suddenly gently bit Huang Qing's earlobe and
licked it hard. This became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Huang Qing's whole body trembled, and she let out a dying
"Ah!" A stream of clear water shot out from her lower body, continuing for a long time, some even spilling
outside the toilet. I didn't care about this at all. What surprised me was that Huang
Qing was completely naked underneath her spaghetti strap nightgown. Later, I learned that Huang Qing usually liked to sleep naked,
and because there were other people around. Forced to urinate in front of me, Huang Qing
seemed to lose all her energy the moment she urinated, completely collapsing onto me. In the moonlight, her face
seemed to be glistening. I looked closely and realized that she was silently shedding tears. I sneered inwardly, this is just the beginning.
Tonight, you'll have your turn to cry.

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the woman and seeing Huang Qing's helpless expression, my lust intensified. Everything
else vanished from my mind, but even the body has its limits. Coming to my senses, I felt my arms could barely support her
. Huang Qing had really taken it all this time. As soon as she finished urinating, I hurriedly put her down. I couldn't handle it;
I hadn't even paid much attention to her embarrassing state while urinating. Huang Qing wasn't a little girl anymore. Caught off
guard , regaining her senses,
she turned to slap me, but weakened by alcohol, I easily grabbed her hand. I wasn't going to miss such a good opportunity. Even if she called the police tomorrow,
I'd accept it. But now it was my turn to enjoy myself.

Although she wasn't very strong, Huang Qing was still struggling. She was still quite conscious, but
I easily grabbed her hands and twisted them behind her back. She opened her mouth to scream, but I reacted quickly, grabbing a towel from the
shelf stuffing it into her mouth. Huang Qing could only let out terrified "woof woof" sounds. I stood
behind Huang Qing, one hand holding her hands behind her back, the other covering her mouth. Huang Qing even
kicked . Luckily, she was drunk; otherwise, subduing her without hurting her would have been quite a challenge. Now things were much easier
. I don't know where I read it, but it said that women resist the least when it's rear-entry. My eyes lit up,
and I kicked over the basin containing Fatty's clothes. The jackets, school uniforms, and other items piled up on the non-slip mat. Then
I bumped into Huang Qing's knees and pushed down, causing Huang Qing to involuntarily kneel on Fatty's clothes. I
followed suit and knelt behind Huang Qing. "Hiss," I gasped. Without any clothes to cushion my fall, kneeling directly on
the non-slip mat really hurt. But at this moment, the pain was nothing. Taking care of the beautiful flesh beneath me
was the priority. I released my hand from Huang Qing's. Huang Qing was panting heavily. As soon as she recovered, she wanted to shout.
Although I knew she couldn't shout very loudly because she was drunk, I felt guilty in the middle of the night. I grabbed a small strip of cloth
from the ground and stuffed it into Huang Qing's mouth. It was the perfect size. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was Fatty's briefs,
probably still stained with his semen.

Once again, Huang Qing was choked half to death. I pressed her head down, and she breathed heavily against the non-slip mat, clearly
exhausted. I took the opportunity to tie her hands tightly with a towel. Seeing that she had no strength to resist
, I got up with satisfaction, and gave the woman's plump, round buttocks a hard slap. Huang Qing let
out a muffled groan of shame and anger. I then got up and eagerly took the bath towel from the rack, lifted the woman
's legs, and placed the towel under her, otherwise her knees would suffer. Now it was time to get down to business.

I knelt behind the woman, her nightgown lifted up to her waist, her bare lower body making me swallow
hard. I reached down to Huang Qing's crotch and slowly began to explore. "Mmm, Auntie, your vulva is so full." I
continued deeper. "Tsk tsk, your pussy is so tight and wet. I never thought Auntie would feel anything when someone holds her while she urinates."
Huang Qing couldn't make a sound, only letting out desperate and painful moans, which sounded incredibly beautiful to me. "
So you're a slut after all. You get a reaction after just a few touches with my fingers."

As I groped between Huang Qing's legs, I rubbed my erect penis against her large buttocks.
It slid between her buttocks in no time, and with a push, I squeezed in. Being enveloped by her thick, fleshy buttocks made me
sigh with pleasure. It was such a familiar scene; for a moment, I felt a sense of disorientation. Another woman had once knelt like this
between my legs. After rubbing for a while, I felt that Huang Qing's lower body was already wet. I aimed my erect penis at her
vagina, rubbing it back and forth at the entrance, preparing to thrust all the way in. Huang Qing seemed to know her tragic fate was about to arrive.
Gathering her last strength, she desperately shook her head and struggled. Her swaying buttocks created waves that made me dizzy. I
slapped her buttocks hard several times in succession. Huang Qing, as if choked, fell silent instantly
. Looking at her reddened buttocks, I smiled smugly, "That's more like it." Holding Huang Qing
's buttocks with one hand and grasping my own penis with the other, I slowly inserted it into her longed-for honey hole. Half of it went in first
, then slowly pushed further in. It wasn't particularly tight, but it was quite elastic. It seemed her husband didn't use it much; it
was comparable to her sister's. Thinking this, I suddenly thrust in all the way. Huang Qing, in her death throes,
jerked and let out a mournful cry. Her tense body went completely limp; she had no strength left and could only submit to my
manipulation.

Satisfied, I began to enjoy the mature beauty beneath me. One hand held her buttocks. "These
ass are so big and round, it feels so good to fuck them. Auntie, you're really horny, not even wearing underwear. You're practically asking
me to fuck you." Huang Qing's head was buried in the mat, and I could faintly hear desperate sobs. This excited me even more.
My other hand reached for the woman's breasts. Her large, soft breasts felt amazing. "Tsk tsk, not even
wearing a bra, just this incredibly sexy suspender dress. It would be a shame not to fuck you." Feeling the plumpness
and the warmth that enveloped my lower body, I thrust my hips repeatedly, seeking even greater pleasure.

The air was thick with the stench of urine, alcohol, and semen, which excited me immensely. Holding a
beautiful older woman down in the toilet, fucking and playing with her like a bitch, was incredibly pleasurable. Looking at
Huang Qing, motionless and like a corpse, letting me fuck her, a cold smile crept across my lips. Normally, I had no
choice but to use drugs for safety reasons, but now, although Huang Qing was drunk and weak, she was still quite lucid. How could
I let ? I grabbed Huang Qing's hair with one hand, lifting her head back and turning it slightly to the side. Although
I could only see half her face, Huang Qing's eyes were tightly closed, only two lines of tears streaming down her face. The humiliation and despair on her face
were so evident in the moonlight. My gaze swept over Huang Qing's mouth, which was stuffed with the fat man's underwear. A thought struck me. "Auntie,
how does it taste?"

Huang Qing seemed oblivious, showing
no reaction except for the sounds of flesh colliding with my thrusts and her suppressed, heavy breathing. I didn't care and continued talking to myself, "That's your nephew's underwear, you know
. It feels good in your mouth, doesn't it?" Then I changed my tone, "Let me tell you a secret," I leaned down and whispered
in Huang Qing's ear, "Your nephew just used your underwear to masturbate tonight, um, you mean, he masturbated." Huang Qing
couldn't keep up the act any longer. She opened her eyes and stared at me, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"I'm not lying to you," I chuckled, "what's the point of lying to you now?" As I spoke, I thrust
a few times harder, and Huang Qing's face flushed even more. "I took a shower tonight, and when I came in, I found that Fatty had used your
underwear that you left in the washing machine to masturbate. Did you think this underwear smelled really bad? Fatty did ejaculate some of his semen on
it." As soon as I finished speaking, Huang Qing's face turned pale, and she started to vomit.

I continued my rambling, "Tsk tsk, my nephew was fantasizing about his beautiful aunt while masturbating with her panties,
and his aunt was sucking on the panties covered in his semen." Before I could finish, Huang Qing couldn't take it anymore,
but with her mouth gagged, she couldn't spit it out, tears streaming down her face, looking utterly pathetic.
" You
can't even handle this? I haven't finished yet! His aunt was sucking his semen while sticking her big ass out to receive his fucking, oh… it feels so good!" Huang Qing, who had been glaring angrily at me, now had lifeless eyes and a deathly pale face,
blankly accepting my thrusts. Although extremely unwilling, her body reacted naturally.
Under the influence of alcohol, Huang Qing's body reacted naturally; even with her best efforts to control it, her big ass swayed slightly in sync with
my thrusts, trying to maximize her pleasure.

I continued to caress Huang Qing's sensitive areas, making her even more unable to control herself. "You said no,
but your body tells you otherwise," Huang Qing said, filled with shame. But the last shred of dignity she had as a wife and elder woman made her suppress
herself and put up a final, silent resistance. "Such a strong reaction, do you really enjoy being fucked by your nephew?
Maybe Fatty is peeping right outside the door right now." I made up a story, but Huang Qing clearly started to have wild thoughts.
Even though she told herself not to think like that, she obviously couldn't control herself. I could feel her
subtle changes as we were in negative contact. "Oh, you get excited just because your nephew is peeping at you, your aunt. What if Fatty really pinned you
down like I am? How horny would you be?" Huang Qing let out indistinct whimpers and moans, her body
began to tremble, and her constantly contracting vagina made her... My breathing became heavy, and the speed of my thrusting increased, making it
even harder for Huang Qing to control herself. "Come on, imagine me as Fatty, and imagine you're being pinned down on
the bathroom floor by your own nephew, like a bitch with your big ass sticking out, being fucked repeatedly, each thrust going deep into the very depths of
your vagina , making you lose control."

Huang Qing was already out of control. As I spoke, her eyes became glazed and filled with desire. With
each increasingly rapid thrust, Huang Qing suddenly sensed something, her eyes clearing a little
. She shook her head frantically, "Ugh, ugh," she felt the boy behind her about to ejaculate, but she couldn't control herself. While
shaking her head to indicate that he shouldn't ejaculate inside, she kept shaking her buttocks, matching the boy's thrusts, and pushing
back forcefully, as if hoping to receive the impending heat. I had no reservations. "Auntie, let your nephew cum inside your
pussy."

These words completely broke Huang Qing. Her whole body stiffened, her head jerked back, and she let out
a plaintive moan. Her buttocks pressed tightly against my lower abdomen, and waves of hot fluid gushed out. My penis, washed by the hot fluid,
began to throb uncontrollably, and streams of semen shot straight into the mature woman's uterus. "Ah..."
Huang Qing collapsed to her knees on the ground, while I lay on top of her, hands on the ground, panting heavily, my semi-erect penis...
The penis was still throbbing intermittently inside the woman. "That felt so good. No wonder she's
a beautiful aunt who even her nephew fantasizes about."

After resting for a while to regain my strength, I got up and helped Huang Qing up, supporting her against my chest. This position was very uncomfortable.
Huang Qing closed her eyes, her breathing became even, but she seemed to have fainted. Well,
she had never experienced such intense stimulation before. "Wow, I actually raped my beautiful aunt in the bathroom. That was really satisfying, but it was also quite
dangerous. If she hadn't been inexplicably drunk and weak, I wouldn't have succeeded so easily, and there might have been problems."
I thought to myself as I picked up a towel and quickly dried them both off. Then I helped Huang Qing up. "Since..." "Let's do it,
have some fun. It doesn't matter if Fatty finds out, it's all agreed he'll still get the meat later."
I muttered to myself as I helped Huang Qing towards her room. Huang Qing's bedroom was very close to the bathroom, so I hadn't noticed her
coming out . It would be convenient to go back now. "Damn, we've been doing this for so long and the door wasn't
even closed," I realized then that the bathroom door was ajar. "I wonder if Fatty's awake yet? If he is, remember our bet
."

But thinking about my bet with Fatty, I didn't care whether he was sleeping or hiding somewhere spying. It
would be best if he was awake. I didn't believe he could resist. If he couldn't resist and wanted a share, then I would win. I
dragged Huang Qing into the room and threw her onto the bed. I was also panting heavily. I leaned against the bed to rest for a moment, taking the opportunity to fondle the woman's
full, fair body. After my roughhousing, Huang Qing slowly regained consciousness. She was greeted by the boy's
lewd laughter and his body pouncing on her. With a low gasp from the woman, the room was filled with
the sounds of flesh colliding and the bed creaking and shaking. Each thud was deep and rhythmic,
accompanied by the woman's suppressed moans and the man's low, labored breathing.

The fat man was indeed awake, but I didn't expect his self-control to be so exceptional this time. He didn't
rush to pounce on me, but he couldn't hold back for long either. According to Fatty's account afterward, he woke up when I did that day
because he also felt the urge to urinate, though not as strongly as I did. He originally planned to wait for me to return before going, but I didn't
come back for a long time, and he could vaguely hear some noises outside. Since I closed the door behind me when I left,
Fatty couldn't hear clearly. He didn't realize it was me flirting with his beautiful aunt and thought the house had been burgled,
perhaps even that Chen Ning had been taken advantage of. Actually, it was his aunt who had been taken advantage of by me.

Fatty quickly got up, quietly opened the door, and peeked out through the crack, clutching his
phone tightly. He didn't see anything, but he heard a familiar voice coming from the bathroom, which was partially ajar, "
Aunt , it's me, it's Chen Ning." Fatty was stunned. What was going on? What were Chen Ning and his aunt doing in the bathroom?
Now that it wasn't a burglary, the fat man's courage grew. He tiptoed out of the door and slipped to the bathroom
door , leaving it ajar. But what he saw inside stunned him. His beautiful aunt
was being held in his classmate's arms like a child, being made to urinate. At that moment, the fat man's lewd side ignited, and he
clearly recorded the scene on his phone.

What happened next left him speechless. His aunt was being forced onto the bathroom floor,
being raped like a bitch by his classmate, her mouth stuffed with the underwear he wore while masturbating.
The fat man knew he shouldn't have gotten any semen on his underwear, but what he saw made him think that maybe it
would have been better if he had. Chen Ning's words, aimed at Huang Qing's will to resist, also ignited a burning lust in the fat man's eyes. However,
remembering his bet with Chen Ning, he barely managed to restrain himself, only gripping his phone tighter,
the camera fixed on the bathroom.

As the climax in the bathroom intensified, the fat man couldn't help but reach down to his crotch. Luckily, he had already come
once that night, so it wasn't so easy for him to ejaculate this time. However, being able to peep from outside like this still made the fat man extremely
uncomfortable, especially when he thought about his mature and beautiful aunt inside. This reminded him of the movie he had watched that night, and his
beautiful mother who had become addicted to sex. The fat man let out a wail in his heart, but if he didn't want to be ridiculed again so soon,
he could only wait a little longer. After what seemed like an eternity of dazed thoughts, the battle in the bathroom finally
ended. Chen Ning, having satisfied his burning desire within his aunt, was not
about to give up. He then carried his aunt out of the bathroom. The fat man, who had just come to his senses,
scrambled to hide behind the sofa in fright. Chen Ning, carrying someone slowly, seemed oblivious. However, the
words Chen Ning uttered as he left terrified the fat man, who thought he had been discovered. After a while, he realized it was just a casual remark from Chen Ning. By then,
Chen Ning had already brought Huang Qing into the room. And as the fat man had expected, soon after, the suppressed moans of his aunt being fucked by
the boy .

Fatty knew Chen Ning wouldn't be going back to his room tonight, and cursed inwardly, "You lecherous beast!" He was actually incredibly
envious , secretly regretting his stubbornness. Now he was in a bind. He'd finally forced himself back to
his room, but after watching so much pornography, he was restless and couldn't sleep. He'd
even left the door ajar, as if by some strange twist of fate. But it seemed the other room was playing tricks on him;
the sounds from the soundproofed room were barely audible. Fatty couldn't hear anything even with his ears strained. Just
when he was about to give up, a few loud moans would come through. It was Huang Qing, who had been trying to suppress her moans, but
with Fatty's constant teasing and playing, she couldn't help but groan a few times, much to Fatty's dismay. He didn't know
how much time had passed before the sounds from his aunt's bedroom ceased. Fatty, unable to resist the urge to sleep, finally drifted off. But
the tormented Fatty slept very lightly; his perpetually hard penis prevented him from falling asleep peacefully.

The fat man, who had been chasing his aunt in his sleep but always just missing her, suddenly woke up.
The light outside was already faint. He sat up, looking at his still-erect penis, then thought of
Chen Ning, who was sleeping with his beautiful aunt, and sighed with a complicated feeling. "I shouldn't have been so stubborn. Now look what's happened,
my little brother is suffering." Feeling thirsty, the fat man got up and staggered out of the room, only to find his aunt's
door open. He heard the sound of urination coming from the bathroom. Uncontrollably, he walked to the door. Inside,
his beautiful aunt was lying naked on the bed, her head buried in the pillow, her buttocks raised high,
and a trickle of white fluid dripping from her inner thighs. In that instant, the two sisters, already so similar, became one. The fat man's eyes...
A nearly identical scene flashed before his eyes: his mother was lying face down on the bed in the same position, her lower body
flowing with murky fluid. She had just been penetrated by Chen Ning, who, with a mixture of fear and
impatience, had rushed up and pinned her down, raping her like a bitch. That time, the fat man experienced
unprecedented pleasure, even surpassing his equally unforgettable first time. And now, his
beautiful aunt, also related by blood, a mature woman who resembled his own mother, was being brutally
violated, her buttocks raised, her vagina wide open, waiting for the fat man's arrival. The fat man's eyes were fixed only on her round, pert
buttocks; he was completely lost in the moment. When the fat man's thoughts returned to his body, he was surprised to find
himself on top of his aunt, his lower body tightly enveloped in warmth. The fat man panicked a little, but
he was already on the verge of death, so he thought, "So be it." He then worked even harder on the woman's big ass. Huang Qing had been tormented all night and was already on the verge of collapse. She had no idea that someone else was on top of her. She could only let out a few indistinct moans
from her small mouth buried in the pillow . When I came out after urinating, I was startled to see Fatty on top of Huang Qing, thrusting against her. I was momentarily at a loss, but instinctively I knew Huang Qing couldn't find out that it was my nephew having sex with her. My body reacted faster than my mind, and I rushed to Fatty's room. I knew exactly what Fatty hid, so I pulled out a small bottle of sleeping pills, grabbed a towel from the bathroom, and poured the pills on it. In the room, Huang Qing was moaning weakly, accepting the man's penetration from behind. I breathed a sigh of relief. Huang Qing wasn't struggling or resisting, which meant she hadn't noticed the switch. I strode to the bedside, lifted Huang Qing's head slightly, and covered it with my hand. Huang Qing didn't struggle and quickly lost consciousness. We'd tested this drug on another person many times; it was definitely effective. After doing all that, I turned to look at Fatty. He was so shocked he'd forgotten to move, but now he'd recovered . He tried to get up but hesitated, remaining frozen in place. I didn't say a word, turned and left, closing the door behind me. Soon, Fatty's heavy breathing filled the room again. Looking back, even if I hadn't drugged Huang Qing , she probably wouldn't have been able to tell who was having sex with her, given that she was already practically blind at the time. I was just too stunned to let her find out, so I pulled this stunt. But it's all for the best; Fatty's definitely going to lose now. I stood at the door, listening to the sounds of sex and Fatty's suppressed breathing inside. I shook my head, turned, and went to Fatty's room. "Why did Fatty suddenly rush into the room?" I scratched my head. "I just came out to use the bathroom . Even if he happened to be up too, shouldn't he have observed the situation first and considered the consequences before making a move? How could he be sure it wasn't some robber who broke in?" Entering the room, I was still shaken and wide awake. I spotted Fatty's phone on the bed and picked it up almost instinctively. I knew the password. I opened it and found the video player still running. "Hmm?" I clicked on it and immediately understood. "So that's it. Fatty was already awake. I just got up to use the bathroom and ran into Huang Qing, and he got up after me. He even filmed me holding Huang Qing while she peed. It's not very clear, but you can still recognize the person, especially the voice. Wow , he actually has that much strength to lift Huang Qing up like that." I continued scrolling down. "The whole process of fucking Huang Qing was recorded, but unfortunately it was filmed from behind, though the sound is very clear. Hmm, it ended when I dragged Huang Qing back to the room. It seems that Fatty went back to his room after that." After quickly skimming through the footage, I roughly understood . Fatty already knew that his aunt was being raped by me in the bedroom, and he was probably tossing and turning in bed in great discomfort. It might have been a coincidence, or he might have heard me open the door and come out just in time to see Huang Qing, who had just been fucked by me, naked and lying there with her buttocks sticking out in a lewd scene. I don't know what nerve Fatty was touched, but he couldn't control himself and pounced on her, now displaying his virility on his aunt. Thinking about this, I suddenly realized, "Where have I seen this scene before? Oh, right," I clapped my hands, "The first time I slept with Fatty's mother, Fatty was a little scared and didn't dare to go first. I carried his mother into the room and slept with her first, I think it was also doggy style, and then Fatty pounced on her like a madman. How similar it is to this time." I stroked my chin, "This Fatty is still a bit timid. He doesn't dare to go first and always hides behind. Does he want to always be a qualified accomplice?" I shrugged indifferently, stretched, and lay on the bed, "Whatever Fatty does, as long as he's willing. I can still get a taste every time." As for how to end it, I wasn't worried at all at this moment. I didn't record a video when it happened suddenly, but I recorded a few clips with Huang Qing's phone after I went into the room. With these videos in Fatty's hands, Huang Qing shouldn't be stupid enough to go for the kill, right? If that were the case, I would bring up Fatty and let Huang Qing know that once things get out, it won't just be one person's problem. I believe she'll understand. But as the saying goes, plans can't keep up with changes. What happened next was once again beyond my expectations. Just like last night, I never imagined that I would rape Fatty's aunt because of a sudden incident. I always plan meticulously, drugging women to make them unable to resist before making my move . If Huang Qing hadn't been drunk and weak last night, who knows what would have happened. Subduing her without getting hurt would have been difficult. If I had accidentally injured or even killed her, I would have been completely finished. Thinking back on it now, I still feel a bit nervous. I was really driven by lust and couldn't control myself. Later, after Huang Qing completely submitted, I asked her why she seemed so weak and powerless after coming home that night, since she didn't seem to have drunk much. As Huang Qing straddled me, bobbing up and down, she told me the truth. She said she actually had a high alcohol tolerance, but that night she drank Shaoxing wine, something she 'd never had before. She didn't know it would have such a strong aftereffect. She didn't feel anything while drinking, one cup after another, and could even go upstairs by herself afterward. But gradually, she felt something was wrong, which is why she rushed back to her room without even washing her clothes. By nightfall, the effects of the alcohol had worn off somewhat, but she was still weak and unsteady on her feet. She was somewhat lucid, which is why she resisted so fiercely, but her body couldn't keep up, and she could only obediently endure being fucked. Hearing this, I secretly felt lucky. If Huang Qing hadn't been so weak due to this accident, with her well-trained physique, I might not have been able to subdue her. However, if things really escalated to that point, there was still a final chance to salvage the situation: Fatty. If Huang Qing broke free and ran to the living room, she would definitely find Fatty, and in that emergency, she would definitely...

She was treated as an accomplice, and I was confident that Fatty would betray her. Whether it was to let the mature woman she'd been eyeing
for a while enjoy herself, or to capture her accomplice and go down with her, Fatty knew the
choice, and so did I. The reason I bring this up is that a similar incident happened again later, only this time
the roles were reversed. When I covered
the mouth and nose of the mature woman, who thought she was saved, with a towel soaked in a sedative, I found the disbelief and despair in her eyes particularly amusing. And
the moment Fatty ejaculated inside her and then I penetrated her again, this beautiful mature woman completely broke down. That feeling was quite enjoyable, but I
scolded Fatty afterwards. It's best to avoid this kind of stimulation too much; if it alerts outsiders, it'll be another big
problem.

Listening to the faint, unsettling sounds coming from Huang Qing's bedroom, I could
n't stop my mind from wandering. Having barely slept all night, I gradually felt sleepy and finally couldn't resist falling into a deep sleep. When I woke up, I stared
blankly at the sun high in the sky outside the window. It took me a while to come to my senses. I was at Fatty's house
. Where was Fatty? I looked around blankly for a few moments, then it suddenly dawned on me: Holy crap, before I fell asleep, Fatty was on
top of his aunt, venting his frustrations! I jumped up, grabbed my phone, and checked the time. It was already 11 a.m.
Had Huang Qing already woken up? What was Fatty doing? Countless questions raced through my mind. I scrambled
out of the room. The living room was empty, but I could faintly hear voices
coming from Huang Qing's room. I rushed over, pressing my ear against the door. I heard Huang Qing's weak, hoarse voice, as if she were on the phone. "I'm
fine . I drank too much last night. You guys go have fun this weekend. I won't go. I'll rest at home. Yeah,
yeah, I'm fine. I'll be fine after a day or two of rest. Yeah, bye." Huang Qing's voice was weak
but calm, completely unlike someone being ravaged by their nephew.

The phone call had barely ended when the sounds of struggling came from inside the room. "You beast, what else do you want? Let me go
!" Huang Qing cried out weakly.

But the struggling quickly stopped, replaced by a woman's muffled groan, a sound that seemed to be both pain and pleasure, and suppressed
low moans. Then came the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and the rhythmic creaking of the bed
. Accompanied by the fat man's lewd and obscene voice, "Is it good? Hmm? Is it good?" Huang Qing didn't
answer, but she couldn't help but cry out because the fat man had touched some sensitive spot. "Hehe,
your body is quite honest."

"You bastard, you beast, ah... quick, let me go." Huang Qing could only
curse . Soon, faced with the fat man's increasingly intense onslaught, she couldn't even speak anymore, only able to let out
plaintive moans.

Hearing the sounds of slapping, I could imagine, even through the door, that the fat man was smugly thrusting his lower body, his hands
groping his aunt's naked body. "I'm a beast? Hehe, so right now it's the beastly nephew fucking his bitch
aunt ?" The fat man lewdly grinned, then slapped Huang Qing's fat buttocks. "
Why didn't you tell anyone when your colleague called, Aunt? Hmm? You're being fucked by your nephew like a bitch, oh, so good
, Aunt, your cunt is so tight."

Huang Qing whimpered, "You bastard... ah..." Her words were cut off by the fat man.

"Hmph, do you want me to call back for you and let your colleagues hear how this bitch is moaning under her own
nephew ?" the fat man threatened Huang Qing. "No?" Huang Qing didn't answer, only faint
sobs could be heard. "What's with those head shakes? You can't help yourself while I'm fucking you?" The fat man seemed
unsatisfied . "Come on, let me see which number it is."

"No," Huang Qing choked, "Please, no."

"Alright," the fat man grinned, "My dear aunt, then you should take the initiative."

The sounds of someone crawling and changing positions on the bed came from the room, and soon the fat man's voice rang out again, "
Hurry up and sit on top," Huang Qing seemed to be shaking her head and crying, "Then I'll make the call."

"No!" Huang Qing let out a desperate cry. A rustling sound came from inside the room; it seemed Huang Qing had
given in. "Yes, that's right, um, that's it. Come on, sit down. Oh, that feels so good." The nephew and aunt
both let out a low sigh. Soon, the fat man's voice rang out again, "Move! Yes, like that!
Um, this big ass feels so good." The creaking of the bed reached my ears again, gradually becoming
more intense, accompanied by the fat man's increasingly heavy breathing and Huang Qing's increasingly high-pitched moans. It reached
its peak , then abruptly stopped. "Ah...no...don't ejaculate inside."

A moment later, "Ugh, that felt so good," the fat man seemed to be comforting Huang Qing, "It's okay, just take some medicine.
Even if you get pregnant, you can give birth or abort, it's up to you. No one else will know." Huang Qing seemed still immersed
in the pain of being ejaculated inside by her nephew; only low sobs could be heard. Just then, I heard
the sound . I quickly slipped to the sofa and sat down. When Fatty opened the door and saw me sitting on the sofa, he was stunned for a moment. "Finally
done with all that?"

Fatty came to his senses. "You're awake?" In the room behind Fatty, Huang Qing was lying naked on her side on
the bed , her back to me, her hands tied behind her back with a towel, completely still. Her snow-white body made my eyes dazzle.

"You just confronted her like that?" I pouted.

The fat man turned around and glanced at me, then walked over and whispered, "Wasn't this an accident? I got excited and
did it once. I was going to stop there, but I couldn't bear to, so I thought I'd rest for a bit and then go for another round. But then I fell asleep."
He chuckled, scratching his head. "When I woke up, my aunt was awake too, but she wasn't very resistant.
I figured I might as well go all the way and did it again. Just as I was enjoying myself, she called. She still wouldn't tell anyone,
acting all proper in front of others. It's so satisfying to fuck this kind of respectable, mature woman." I

sighed helplessly. All that planning for the next step had come to nothing.
"What's the next step?"

the fat man asked, thinking for a moment. "It should be fine now, right? She's not resisting." "She

's not resisting because we don't have the chance right now. Judging from her attitude, she won't give in so easily," I said, stroking my chin. "
Fatty, let's use our old method to reduce the possibility of her resistance."

"You mean?" Fatty asked meaningfully. "Okay, no problem." We were referring to
the methods we used to deal with Fatty's mother. During the long summer vacation, Fatty's mother was often locked up at home naked for several days in a row.
Naked or dressed in revealing lingerie, she was subjected to gang rape by me and Fatty. This despairing gang rape
quickly broke Fatty's mother, leaving her only option to escape. If escape was impossible, she would obediently accept
the gang rape by her son and his classmates. Forcing a woman to become accustomed to gang rape, making it a habit,
was very effective, especially for a mature woman in her prime who lacked comfort.
The constant insertion of different young, strong penises would quickly corrupt her.

Fatty and I exchanged a smile and retrieved expensive aphrodisiacs from Fatty's room. These had been
proven effective in numerous encounters. Hearing the approaching footsteps and the lewd laughter surrounding her, Huang Qing
closed her eyes in despair, knowing she couldn't escape this fate. But she didn't know that from this day forward, she would never escape
this abyss of lust. Outside, the sun shone brightly. In the dimly lit room with the curtains drawn, a mature woman knelt on
the bed , her mouth holding the penis of the boy in front of her, her hands gently caressing
his scrotum, sucking hard on his penis. Her breasts were being kneaded by the boy, while another boy's penis thrust in
and out of her alluring vagina from behind. The woman swayed her naked, snow-white buttocks in rhythm with him. The boy
would occasionally slap her buttocks, eliciting seductive cries from her. "This drug really works. She's already
so obedient after only a day or so," the boy said. "Haha, this bitch auntie is naturally lewd and seductive."
The woman 's face was filled with uncontrollable lust, her slightly open eyes filled with numbness and indifference, and deepest
despair and resentment. "Your auntie has great stamina. She can last so long in the cowgirl position. Look how well this is filmed."
"Yeah, this angle is really good." The TV in the room was showing
footage of a mature woman being raped by a boy in various positions, including a very proactive cowgirl position. The two boys were having sex with the beautiful woman beneath them while
commenting on her Hearing this, the last bit of resentment in the woman's eyes disappeared, replaced by
a self-destructive and depraved lust. The woman, having given up struggling, became even more cooperative, swallowing and spitting out the boy's penis, shaking her buttocks
to meet the thrusts of her junior. "It's so much fun playing with mature women."

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