Exquisitely Mature Beauty (Extended Full Version)

If it were me, I would have done the same. Anyone would have looked at this mother and son with envy and a hint of disbelief. Her swaying hips were like a melodious musical movement, while

her firm, rounded breasts were every man's fantasy of reaching their peak. Such a scene, coupled with her beautiful figure, would attract anyone to this mature and charming mother.

But I am a man with ulterior motives, and I had been watching her for a long time.

This woman's name is Hou Fen. She first appeared in the company's conference room. The business manager was discussing concert venues and other related matters with her. That day, she had

long, wavy hair, wore a low-cut light green dress, and her even, fair legs extended perfectly into her white strappy high heels. Especially

striking was the well-defined cleavage that pressed against her chest, making one want to peek inside. That day, her mature charm deeply attracted me—no, it should be said that she completely captivated me.

Strictly speaking, she wasn't a stunning beauty. For a woman nearing 40, she exuded a captivating charm, a subtle allure of middle age. She didn't need to be conventionally

beautiful to be incredibly alluring, like a perfectly ripe peach. "Charming and alluring" would be the most fitting description. By now, I

couldn't bear to be apart from her for a moment. Unhealthy thoughts kept surfacing in my mind, and because of these thoughts, I was convinced that one day I would finally have my way with her.

Lost in thought, she stopped in front of a clothing store. A quick glance revealed it to be a women's lingerie shop.

I wondered what kind of underwear she was wearing under her skirt—white lace? Black silk? "Buy me a high-waisted thong! That'll be perfect for you. Before we go to bed,

after I undress you, I'll spend a few minutes having you perform oral sex on me while wearing this kind of underwear, my hands roaming over your round, full buttocks, watching you

take my penis in and out with your lips."

She lingered by the shop window for a long time before finally stepping through the automatic doors. I began to imagine her trying on the clothes.

About half an hour later, she came out carrying a heavy bag.

Wasn't that her most private symbol of sexuality? A faint joy shone on her face, and the little boy looked up at her again. What a lucky child, you see what kind of underwear

your mother wears. It doesn't matter, one day you'll know what kind of expression your mother has when she does that kind of thing. Oh my god! Just

that thought made my crotch bulge. So, I gradually shortened the distance between us, waiting for an opportunity.

At noon, she seemed to have a purpose, quickening her pace, and soon led the little boy into a restaurant. I paused for a moment and followed her in.

The restaurant wasn't crowded, which was unusual for lunchtime. Hou Fen and her child chose a quiet corner facing away from the street. I casually chose

the table , with my back to the main street. After ordering and bringing drinks, she told the child, "Sit still, okay? Your food will be here soon. Mommy's going to the restroom, don't run around!"

My chance had come!

She swayed her skirt as she walked towards the restroom. I picked up my cell phone and dialed a few numbers. Hou Fen's phone rang in her purse.

"Little one, Mommy's phone is ringing, go give it to Mommy!" I turned around with a kind smile.

The little boy obediently reached into his purse, grabbed the phone, and ran to the restroom. Thus, the sleeping potion I had prepared for her was successfully and quietly

poured into her juice.

A few minutes later, Hou Fen and the little boy returned to their seats. "Strange? Who called? They didn't say anything," she muttered, placing the cell phone on the table

and taking a few sips of her drink. For a moment, I almost couldn't help but cheer.

A little while later, the waiter brought the food, and I heard the little boy say, "Are you sick?"

"Um... I feel a little dizzy, something's wrong..." Hou Fen answered weakly, the medication taking effect.

"Then you should eat quickly so you'll feel better!"

"Okay, you eat first. I'll just close my eyes and rest for a bit." With that, Hou Fen slumped onto the table and fell into a deep sleep. The long-awaited moment finally arrived.

I feigned concern: "Little one, Mommy seems unwell! Shall Uncle take her to see a doctor?"

The little boy, bewildered, didn't know how to answer and just stared at me.

I reached out and touched Hou Fen's forehead, feigning concern: "Oh dear! Mom has a fever! It'll be terrible if we don't hurry! We have to find the doctor right away."

I helped the weak Hou Fen up, letting her lean against me. With the shift in weight, her full breasts pressed against my chest. I glanced down and saw her sleeping peacefully, as

still water. I didn't want to linger here, afraid of causing any trouble, so I quickly put my arm around her waist and left the restaurant. The little boy

, carrying a purse in one hand and clutching his mother's clothes with the other, obediently followed me to find the "doctor."

Of course, the little boy was easy to deal with. I just needed to

tell to give him a tip; the service at the motel was always surprisingly attentive.

As I helped Hou Fen out of the car, I couldn't wait to thoroughly fondle her round buttocks. But that's the exciting part of the game. No matter

how much I want it, I have to restrain myself. The more I push, the greater the pleasure. When my lust is about to overflow,

it'll be like a burst dam, uncontrollable, and I'll become a beast.

Thinking of this, my penis is so hard I can barely stand. At this close range, I can smell her perfume. Hou Fang's

body is soft and defenseless against me.

I simply pick her up, carry her into the room, and laboriously place her on the bed before quickly closing the door.

Hou Fang's body lies sprawled on the soft white bed, her firm breasts forming two mounds that extend down her slender waist to her private parts, where a slight

bulge appears. The soft gauze dress dips inward from there, accentuating the shapely contours of her thighs.

It doesn't matter. The goddess is already mine. The more beautiful the moment, the more I should savor it. I noticed the paper bag she'd just taken from the clothing store; it

was undoubtedly a symbol of her sexual desire. I'd hoped for a high-waisted, thin-strapped thong.

A quick peek revealed a maroon silk thong, transparent in the front and back with numerous cutouts and floral trim, but the fabric covering her vulva was slightly more than I'd expected. The new

panties looked lewd but lacked life; I had no interest in them and tossed them aside. My gaze returned to Hou Fang's sleeping face. I freed one hand to unzip my pants

and laboriously pulled out my erect penis. Doing this in front of her was something I'd dreamed of for a long time; the feeling of defiling a goddess was exhilarating.

I moved closer to her, rubbing my engorged penis and pressing it against her lips. The precum seeping from the tip dripped between her lips, then slowly seeped into her

teeth. I gently circled the head of my penis around her lips, then slipped my fingers between her lips, parting her teeth slightly. Lowering my hips slightly, my penis slid into her mouth,

a warm, moist, and wonderful current instantly shooting to my head.

Ah… this is the taste that makes a man ecstatic.

I slowly thrust deeper, Hou Fang kept her eyes tightly closed and didn't utter a sound; her face was contorted and deformed from the intrusion of the foreign object in her mouth. I pulled my hand out while continuing to move my hips.

Touching her breasts, I was amazed at how elastic they were for a woman nearing 40. I couldn't help but marvel at my own luck.

With a little pressure, the flesh filled every corner of my palm, and I wouldn't let go for any reason. Although she was fast asleep, I wanted her

to react , so I increased the pressure. Her round, soft breasts deformed unrecognizable in my hands, but she didn't even flinch, which left me somewhat disappointed yet also

filled with a mixture of pleasure and disappointment.

What would happen if I were a little rougher?

I was curious, so I slipped my hand inside her V-neck, unhooked her bra, and pulled out her fair breasts. Their large, white shape came into view, and

the marks of my footing were still visible on them.

Her areolas were about the size of a ten-dollar coin and brown. Women who have breastfed often have slightly larger nipples, but she offered me another surprise.

I imagine her husband, besides her son, also loves to touch this place, so desecrating it must be incredibly pleasurable.

I opened my mouth and began to suckle, my tongue circling around her nipple, which soon became erect and hard. My penis, already inside her mouth, swelled even more.

Unable to resist lifted her skirt; her pink thong clung tightly to her genitals. I truly loved pink lingerie; it made her body appear even more sensual,

like an extra layer of camouflage on a woman's skin. I surveyed my prey, noticing her already wet vulva, the seeping fluid staining her panties

a coffee color .

I extended my middle finger and gently pressed against her clitoris through her panties, slowly and rhythmically tracing its contours. The bottom of the panties, nestled within her folds, left a dented mound shape, from which

flowed a sweet, moist scent. I could already smell the woman's readiness for intercourse.

Her mons pubis seemed to beckon. I pulled my penis from her mouth, parted her legs, and the hidden opening within her vulva was now openly revealed. But I hesitated

. Should I simply dismantle her last defenses, or should I make her bend over?

Without much thought, I forcefully turned her around, the sight of her full, round buttocks almost making my eyes burn. I then pulled hard on her panties,

the bottom edge disappearing into her fleshy cleft, revealing her dark, glossy pubic hair.

She stirred slightly: "Ugh..."

Could she not bear it? My goddess.

Her slender, almost musical fingers gripped the sheets. I knew she would regain consciousness soon, but the real show was just beginning.

I put my middle finger in my mouth, moistened it with saliva, and gently pressed it against the opening of her panties. My finger then slid up and down along the opening, and Hou Fang's buttocks suddenly

trembled violently. A woman who reacts is always better than one who doesn't. I pulled the panties, bunched up like a fully drawn bow, and then released them forcefully. The panties snapped back and slapped her clitoris

hard . She instinctively twitched her buttocks, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

I repeated this action until her inner thighs stiffened before I stopped.

"You know, if your husband knew his beautiful wife's... well, you know... " I brought my face close to her private parts, scrutinizing the alluring vulva before me, and continued

slowly , "It's already so wet it could be enjoyed by many men, wouldn't he get a different kind of pleasure? Don't you think men subconsciously want their wives

to be intimate with other men in front of them?"

She didn't answer. I guess she couldn't bring herself to speak. A very exciting motive suddenly flashed through my mind.

"Isn't that a great idea? I'll have sex with his wife in bed, and he'll listen to the live broadcast, watching his delicate wife lose her composure under my cock and

become a slut. Tsk tsk, I'm a fucking genius."

I found her cell phone in her purse, quickly found "husband's" number in the contacts, and pressed the dial button, waiting for a game to begin.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. I was a little disappointed.

"No one's answering! Could it be that he's also having a good show on his end and is busy with something else?"

This woman takes her child out, goes shopping, goes to a restaurant, and then what? She just goes home?

I didn't think so. I picked up my cell phone and checked the last received and made calls.

The last answered call was two hours ago, and the last made call was forty minutes ago. I thought to myself, "Forty minutes ago? That's about

when she was in the lingerie store. Who did she call then?"

The message said "father-in-law."

I stared at her sleeping face, feeling suspicious. Why would she call her husband's father to buy lingerie? Why did she have to say it at that moment? There must be

a reasonable explanation.

I moved on to the text message list and finally found a clue. Although the last answered call was two hours ago, there was a

missed call voicemail notification an hour ago. Usually, this means that she didn't answer the call, so the system forwarded it to voicemail. After the caller left a message, the smart

telecommunications system immediately sent a message to the cell phone holder, informing them of the new voicemail message. I deduced that someone called Hou Fang, she missed it, so she left a message in voicemail, and Hou Fang called that person

back after hearing the message . But the problem is... why call back while shopping at a lingerie store? The answer was about to be revealed, so I immediately dialed the voicemail number on the text message. "You have an old message. To listen to the message, please press..." I followed the steps and listened again, unexpectedly hearing a man's voice: "Are you on your way ? Come to my place as soon as you pick up the kids. Just thinking about you makes me hard as a rock. Oh, don't forget to buy a sexy thong first. You know , the style your husband mentioned to you last time. I can't wait to see you look sexy in it... Anyway, hurry up and come over. A bunch of my friends want to meet my infamous daughter-in-law. Hehe... Well, that's all for now!" This voice message was truly unexpected. Hou Fang clearly had an illicit relationship with her father-in-law, and surprisingly, her husband seemed to be involved as well . Infamous? Of course! I can conclude that when she called her father-in-law while trying on lingerie, besides asking about the style, there must have been some lewd banter between them. Good heavens, the undercurrents within this family are beyond the comprehension of outsiders. So, am I now the unexpected obstacle that has appeared out of nowhere? I returned to her side and pinched her cheek hard. She winced, letting out a low "Ouch. " "Looks like you're not some kind of saintly Joan of Arc after all. Perhaps… you've already tasted the Southern Kingdom with your husband and his son?" This severely shattered the goddess image I held of her. Women, especially those with noble appearances and outstanding temperament, once their lewdness is exposed , any virtues or qualities are destroyed and rendered worthless in the shortest possible time. Just as I was introspecting over my emotional turmoil, her cell phone rang. The caller was "husband." Without thinking, I pressed the answer button. A man's voice came from the other end: "Hello, darling, what's up?"

I held the cell phone to Hou Fang's lips and whispered in her ear, "Say hello to your husband! He'll definitely want to know what you're doing."

Before she could reply, I pulled down her thong, revealing her alluring vulva, glistening with a pearly sheen. I brought my face close to my nose and took a deep breath, feeling an

unprecedented sense of ecstasy. Though no longer a goddess, her flawless, alabaster-like skin, lying on the bed, was still captivating.

The unique, sensual scent of a mature woman wafted up, and I extended my tongue, gliding it lightly over her vulva like a boat gliding over water. My tongue tip, coated with slippery love juice, tasted her without

hesitation . The smooth, slippery flavor of a mature woman was indescribable. I licked upwards at her tightly closed anus, raising goosebumps on her buttocks.

Now, the real show was about to begin.

I could no longer be slow and deliberate. I lunged forward and sucked on her vulva, making "squeak, squeak" sounds. Finally, I gently bit her labia. Hou Fang's body trembled slightly,

unable to withstand the stimulation, and she let out a soft "hmm."

"Fang, how are you? Why aren't you saying anything? Hey...hey..."

I wanted her now, I wanted her madly. Before this, I whispered in her ear, "Beautiful lady, taste my cock and you won't want your husband anymore

."

Her body tensed up noticeably. She woke up faster than I expected, but it was all too late. I turned her over. Her eyes were still closed, but

her breathing was heavy. I roughly spread her legs, my glans pressing against her vulva. I hesitated for a moment, then thrust in hard. Hou Fang immediately frowned, biting her lower lip

to hold back her cries, her body arching stiffly upwards.

"Ah... such a tight hole..."

After my entire penis was inside, I quickly pulled out and thrust in again. Now I had become a beast.

An anxious voice came from the other end of the cell phone: "Fang, what's going on? Where are you? Why do I hear a man's voice?"

Tears streamed down Hou Fang's face as she struggled to cover her mouth and nose with her hands. Seeing her desperate attempt to hide her embarrassment, I wrapped my arms around her legs and placed them on my shoulders, raising her buttocks even higher

so I could penetrate even deeper. When the head of my penis almost reached her cervix, she couldn't help but let out a soft "Ugh... um... it hurts..."

"This... this... you... you shameless woman, what the hell are you doing?"

This was truly a unique live show; I didn't need many spectators, just one important one was enough.

Hearing her husband's angry rebuke on the other end, Hou Fang had recovered most of her composure. She finally opened her eyes and picked up her cell phone, trying to say something, but with

my hard penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She was too shy to say anything.

I raised my hand and slapped her round buttocks hard, and she cried out miserably.

"Hou Fang! You shameless woman, tell me where you are! Tell me!"

"Husband... I... I'm not... it's not what you think... sob..."

"Damn! You dare call me after doing this? If it's not what I think, then what is it?!"

I listened to her conversation with her husband while thrusting into her with all my might. She had to suppress the trembling sounds while simultaneously trying to control my

thrusts . During the process, her breasts swayed violently before my eyes, and her vagina secreted copious amounts of fluid. The sexual intercourse

took place in such a complex environment, further stimulating her senses and producing an incredible pleasure.

Looking at her flushed cheeks, her dazed and confused appearance, clearly distraught yet refusing to utter a single word, I reached out and pinched her nipple, whispering

in her ear, "I want you to tell him, now! Or I'll break this!" With that, I pinched her nipple even harder.

Hou Fang's expression was pained, her eyes pleading as she shook her head desperately.

"Or do you want your son to see how his mother plays with a man's vagina?" I had to stop and warn her.

A woman can betray her husband, but she cannot lose her dignity as a mother in front of her son. The reason is simple: a husband can be found again, but a son cannot.

She looked sorrowful, closed her eyes, and turned her head away. After a while, she opened her eyes, her expression gradually becoming strange, completely different from before. Then she

put down her cell phone, pressed the speakerphone button, and gave me a mysterious look.

"Husband...do you really want to know...what I'm doing right now?"

"Nonsense! You lowly slut, you...you better tell me the truth!"

I forgot that my penis was still inside her burning pussy, and listened silently to her sexy and seductive voice, then urged in my mind: "Say it...say it now!"

"Haven't you always wanted to know...if other men besides you also want to fuck your wife?"

She said it! Now it was my turn to go blank, she really said it! Can you imagine a beautiful woman with a noble and elegant appearance

saying lewd words to you in a seductive tone?

"Oh...don't you want to know if other men feel as good as you when they penetrate your wife's legs?" She not only spoke lewdly, but also

licked her lips with her tongue, then cupped her breasts with both hands and slowly rubbed them, sometimes pressing them together, sometimes lifting them up, her index finger and thumb intentionally or unintentionally pulling

on her pearly nipples.

I didn't care about her sudden change; clearly, her son's importance to her had an unexpected effect.

I immediately began thrusting wildly. "Darling... there's a man in front of me... I don't know him... but... but right now he's roughly spreading my legs and thrusting into your

fleshy hole ... oh... he's so hard... he wants to tear me apart..."

Her husband was unusually quiet. I continued thrusting my abdomen in and out of his beautiful wife's private parts, thinking that her husband probably wouldn't live to hear her finish.

After a long time, after countless violent intercourses, a weak, faint voice came from the other end of the cell phone: "Did he... did he pinch your breasts hard?"

"Mmm... his hands played with there too... mmm... and... and..."

"And where else?"

"And... and my anus... oh... yes, my asshole, Dad just had an enema yesterday... it's super clean now..."

Hou Fang's expression became increasingly chaotic during her conversation with her husband.

"You slut... are you... are you comfortable? What is he doing now?"

Of course, he's fucking your wife hard!

"Ah...ah...insertion..."

"Do you like his southern kingdom? Ah..."

I noticed her husband's tone was strange, could it be... "I...I like...um...bigger than yours...darling...you...

what are you doing now?"

This couple's bizarre fetish was an unparalleled aphrodisiac. I pulled out my penis and quickly lifted her up to sit. Hou Fang's plump buttocks swayed in rhythm, and the

pressure on my penis felt incredibly good.

"I...I'm holding my penis in my hand and stroking it up and down...imagining you being played with...ah...you're so filthy...slutty..."

Our increasingly violent thrusting made "plop plop" sounds.

"Harder...fuck her harder...I want you to fuck her to death...fuck her raw...anyone can fuck her to death..."

Hou Fang's disheveled hair fell over her shoulders, a stark contrast to the elegant lady she appeared on the street earlier that day. She tightened her grip on my neck, her ten fingers digging deep into my

skin , the stinging and tingling sensation irresistible. I probably wouldn't survive today. Since I was going to die anyway, this might as well be enjoyable. With a determined heart, I grabbed Hou Fang's

plump buttocks with both hands and frantically thrust up and down for my final sprint.

"Ah...ah...husband...I...I'm dying..."

"Oh...I...me too..."

"My hole...my hole is going to burst..."

"You slut, you're enjoying it, aren't you...is it better than with Dad? Tell me...I want you to tell me..."

"Yes...yes...he makes me want it even more...oh...darling, I've never felt this good before...are you...are you jealous?" "I'm so jealous I want to

die...ah...you slut...I really wish someone would beat me up like Dad did right now..."

"You're so perverted...oh...you father and son...so perverted...heh...you're not even human..."

At this moment, although I was embracing another man's wife and thrusting wildly, it was as if I wasn't even there during their conversation. I suddenly realized that

this family each had unusual sexual fetishes. The son had a tendency towards sexual masochism, and the father not only slept with his wife but also needed to be beaten to feel satisfied.

Hou Fang, in her abnormally lewd state, was talking more and more, and didn't even seem like someone who was having sex.

"Dad plays with my body...you like it, don't you? You like to see...see me panting under him, see how he spreads my legs,

licks my pussy, and thrusts hard into my anus...oh...as long as you like it...I like it too...I know you only...only like this will...satisfy you...

ah...darling."

"Ah...keep going...say it..."

"There's something...I haven't told you yet. Dad has found...a few neighbors next door, tonight they're going to give you a big green hat...um...

do you want to see? So many old perverts, I'll be in big trouble..."

"Really...really? I want...I want..."

"Oh...hehe...how perverted...Dad wants that child...I've taken him too..."

"Is it your poor nephew?"

"Dad...he'll probably put that little meat stick into your wife's vagina tonight, do you like it? Um...thinking about this, I'm getting hot down there, I'm so

excited..."

This couple, no...this whole family has problems, I really can't believe it, that child isn't Hou Fang's child. But in this

moment , I felt only intense excitement.

"Ah...ah...faster..." I held tightly to the naked body before me. Her husband, sensing the moment of climax, frantically commanded

, "Shoot inside...ah...shoot all your thick semen into her womb...shoot...shoot...ahhh..."

At the same time, Hou Fang screamed hysterically, "Give it to me! Give it to me! You stinking man, shoot it inside...give it all to me..."

I could no longer resist, feeling a brief, intense spasm in my abdomen as my hot semen shot straight into the depths of Hou Fang's flesh. She felt it and simultaneously reached

her climax, trembling uncontrollably. No, it should be said that all three of us reached our peak simultaneously.

"Ah...ohhhhh..."

Hou Fang fell back, lying on the bed, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently. I took the opportunity to lie on her chest, burying my face between her

large breasts. It felt like falling from heaven to hell; now, I felt like I was dead.

"Her body is quite nice, isn't it?" After what seemed like an eternity, Hou Fang's husband spoke casually through his cell phone, "Other men's wives always seem the most alluring...

Sleeping with someone else's wife is every man's dream, but... you should know there's no such thing as a free lunch."

He then hung up, leaving only the "beep...beep..." sound.

*************** After what seemed like an eternity, when I opened my sleepy eyes, Hou Fang was already dressed,

sitting on the sofa, her alluring and sexy demeanor restored, staring at me. I don't know how long she had been sitting there; a faint smile played on her lips, an

expression that sent chills down my spine.

"Usually, after a man has tasted my body, I ask, 'Was it good? Am I tight? Do you want more?' So far, not a single man

has given me a negative answer. Will you be the exception?"

She spoke in an extremely light and sexually suggestive tone. I felt as if I were in a dream, unable to grasp the reality, and could only passively shake my head.

She seemed satisfied with my answer: "Very good. Are you prepared to pay a price to win back the chance to be intimate with me?"

I didn't understand what she meant by "price." At that moment, a man's voice came from the other end of the dimly lit room: "I told

you there's no such thing as a free lunch, didn't I?"

This startled me, and I sat bolt upright in bed. Turning my head, I saw two men in that corner.

"Who are you?"

The one who had spoken earlier slowly walked out of the darkness, stopping only beside Hou Fang. In that instant, I saw that he was naked, his erect

penis standing right in front of Hou Fang. She didn't flinch or show any disgust; instead, she opened her mouth, stared at me, and without thinking, took the penis into her mouth and

began to slowly swallow and spit it out.

At that moment, the man's eyes seemed to blaze with fire as he stared intently at me and said, "Oh... I forgot to tell you, I'm her husband." Before I could react,

he continued, "When her mouth leaves, you won't object to enjoying each other's bodies with me, will you? Don't forget, this is the price you're paying."

A chill ran down my spine, and I stood there dumbfounded, unable to utter a single word.

"Don't worry, the other one just wants to watch; he won't bother us."

[The End]

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