Wang Ping's second aunt

Wang Ping's second aunt lived in Moon City, more than 800 kilometers away. Both Moon City and Sun City were famous cities in China, but Sun City was more developed. Moon City lagged slightly behind Sun City in terms of economy, education, and other aspects. However, Moon City still ranked eighth among the top ten leading cities in the country.
Wang Ping and his family arrived in Moon City close to 1 a.m., took a taxi from the airport, and arrived at their second aunt's house at 3:20 a.m.

Quan Hong put down her things as soon as she entered the house, and without even washing up, went straight to her sister's bedroom.

"Second sister, what's wrong?" Quan Hong hugged her sister's head tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Sister...sister, you...came." Her sister spoke very softly, and Quan Hong had to put her ear close to her sister's to hear her.

"Hmm, sister, how did you suddenly become like this? You called me two months ago and you were perfectly fine."

"Sister... I don't know... what happened. Not long ago... I caught a bit of a cold, and then... I wasn't careful enough, and my condition... worsened... Now... medicine and injections aren't working... It seems... I'm not going to make it. Thank you... for coming to see me. Oh... look... Ping'er, Fang'er... they've grown up so much. Ping'er, Fang'er, come here... let your second aunt take a good look at you."

Wang Ping and Wang Fang walked to their second aunt's side, and in this atmosphere, they couldn't help but shed tears.

"Oh, Fang'er, you've grown so tall! You'll be in high school soon, won't you?"

"Second Aunt, Fang'er is currently in her third year of junior high, and she'll be in her first year of high school this September."

"Fang...er, you're so...beautiful! Look...at those...bright...big...eyes, and your face...is so fair...with a rosy glow!" "

Second Aunt,

you're making me blush." "What's there to be...blush about? Being beautiful is being beautiful. Ping...er, come a little closer! Oh...sister, look...Ping'er is so...cute! You've grown...taller...taller...taller...than...your mother!"

"Second Aunt, I'm the same height as my mother."

"Sister, you have such a...handsome...son and...beautiful...daughter, you're so...

happy. I...can see...you two now, and I feel...very...happy. Sister...tomorrow...and Feng'er...I'll...entrust...to...you."

"Sister, don't think like that. Your illness will get better, it will definitely get better. You have to be strong. Sister, you will definitely get better."

“Sister, please…don’t comfort me…I know about my illness. Ming’er, Feng’er…go…make something to eat. Your aunt…they must be hungry after their long journey. Sister…you should also…take a bath.”

Gao Ming and Gao Feng went to cook, and Quan Hong told them that all they needed to do was make a bowl of noodles. Wang Fang went to take a bath with her mother, while Wang Ping stayed alone with his second aunt. If they were at home, Wang Ping would also go to take a bath with his mother and sister, but this was his second aunt’s house, and he couldn’t reveal his relationship with his mother and sister to them. At this moment, he could only endure it for the time being.

Wang Ping’s second aunt was named Quan Lan, and she was married to a high school teacher surnamed Gao. His second aunt was a very conservative, honest, and dutiful person, a typical traditional woman. Her husband treated her very well, and the couple were very loving. They had only two daughters, Gao Ming and Gao Feng, but five years ago, his second aunt’s husband suddenly passed away due to an acute illness.

It was around that time that he, his mother, and his younger sister came to his second aunt's house for her funeral. He was still young then, and he only remembered that his second aunt was very beautiful, and his two older sisters were also very beautiful. His two older sisters were even more charming and mature now. His second aunt was still as captivating as ever, beautiful and lovely even in her illness.

Only Wang Ping and his second aunt were in the room. Wang Ping was staring intently at his second aunt, making her a little embarrassed.

Due to her illness, his second aunt's face looked slightly sickly, but now it had a kind of sickly beauty. His second aunt's figure and appearance were similar to his mother's, but she was just a little less striking than his mother; of course, she was still a beauty.

"Second Aunt, you're so beautiful..."

"Ping...'er, you're so good at...talking. Second Aunt is...so sick...and you still...make fun of...Second Aunt."

"Really, Second Aunt, Ping'er isn't lying to you, you really are beautiful, just as pretty as my mother."

"Ping...'er, you're so...cute. Second Aunt is afraid...that I'm not going to make it. I really...ca n't bear to
...you."

"Second Aunt, don't think like that. My mother will definitely find a way. You'll definitely get better, really, Second Aunt, you'll get better!"

"Ping'er, remember you...are seven months younger than your Sister Feng...and you're...sixteen this year, right?"

"Yes, Second Aunt, Ping'er is sixteen this year."

"Like your Sister Feng...you're in...first year of high school, right?"

"Yes, Second Aunt, I'm in my first year of high school."

"Are your grades...good?"

"Not bad."

"What do you mean...good, Ping...'er? Can you...be more specific
?"

"It means I'm first in my class and the whole grade in every subject."

“Ping…’er, you’re so… modest. You’re the top student in the whole grade, and you still say…
‘not bad.’ Sigh, if… Feng’er’s grades… were as good as yours… I would… be
relieved .”

“Second Aunt, my sister Feng’s grades are very good. I’ve even read the two essays she’s published
. Ping’er, I only know how to study, I don’t know anything else. How can I compare to Sister Feng
?”

“She’s only… better in humanities…that’s all. Her science grades…are
quite…bad. Ping’er, you…are siblings, you should…help each other….”

“Second Aunt, what do you want me to do?”

“Ping’er, you can…guide…Sister Feng a little in science,
otherwise …she

…is… hopeless.”

“Okay, Auntie, Ping’er promises you.”

Quan Lan held Wang Ping’s head in her arms. “That’s right, this… is…
the good Ping’er of Auntie.”

Wang Ping’s head rested on his aunt’s chest, his face pressed against her nipple. His aunt was dressed
very lightly, and it felt as if she was naked. For some reason, his penis
suddenly became erect. Of course, his aunt didn’t see this change because she was lying on the bed, while his lower body was off the bed. Wang Ping really wanted to lie on his aunt’s
chest . This feeling was so good, something he had never experienced with his mother, sister, aunt, or sister Yu.
It was indescribable…

After eating noodles, Quan Hong and her sister were talking in the room.

Wang Ping sat on the slightly old sofa, observing everything in the living room. On the TV cabinet,
which was still quite , there was a 25-inch color TV. Next to the TV was…
There was a VCD player, but no matching speakers. In front of the sofa was a not-so-new
coffee table with a few glasses on it; there was
nothing else for this snack-loving boy to eat. The walls were bare.

It seemed his aunt's family hadn't been doing very well these past few years.

Four teenagers were watching late-night television in the living room. Wang Ping's eyes were fixed on two
beautiful girls , Gao Ming and Gao Feng, who looked similar and were about the same height. Gao Ming was introverted and
not very talkative, while Gao Feng was extroverted, a real chatterbox,
incredibly eloquent and never holding back.

Wang Ping hadn't seen these two beauties for several years, so he kept finding topics
to talk about with them, showing no signs of fatigue. The four of them chatted and laughed, discussing everything from astronomy
to geography, even topics related to men and women. The two sisters in the room could only hear bursts of laughter, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, coming from the living room.

Gao Ming's voice was quieter; after all, she had graduated high school and was now a freshman in college, unlike her three younger siblings who were still in middle school. She had matured considerably, her breasts now full and round, higher than Gao Feng's, and Wang Ping estimated they were about the same size as his younger sister Wang Fang's. At nineteen, she was like a flower in full bloom. Wang Ping really wanted to pluck this flower, this blossoming flower.

Thinking this, Wang Ping's eyes involuntarily became fixed on Gao Ming's chest…

"Hey, hey!" Gao Feng pointed at Wang Ping and shouted, "You little pervert, why are you staring at my
sister's chest? Oh, sister, look at those eyes of his, it's like he's trying to see right through your clothes
! Hey, Ping-di, did you see my sister's nipples?"

Wang Ping stammered, "I…I…I was just thinking about something,
but …but my gaze just happened…just happened to land on Ming-jie's
…that spot, that's all. How could you…say that?"

Gao Feng was a straightforward person; she never spoke without thinking… That's right, she
says whatever comes to mind. I remember once, while taking a bath, she asked her mother, "Mom, you're over thirty
, how come your vulva is the same as ours, without a single pubic hair?" Another time, she asked something even more outrageous. It was during a family meal, when the four of them were enjoying their food, when she suddenly asked, "Mom, why were you moaning so loudly last night? My sister and I couldn't sleep. Was it because Dad's was too big and long, and you couldn't handle it?"
How could the conservative Quan Lan answer such questions?

Gao Feng's words just now made Wang Ping and Gao Ming very uncomfortable, their faces turning red.

"Sister, how could you say that to Pingdi!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong? I was just telling the truth, so why can't I say it like that
? Pingdi's eyes were just staring at your high place. Why don't you ask Pingdi? Pingdi, tell the truth, did you do what I said just now?"

"Alright, Sister Feng, please forgive my brother. Ah, Sister Feng, my brother did n't mean it
, did he?" Wang Fang pulled Gao Feng's hand to give her brother a way out. She didn't want her brother to be so embarrassed. She saw that her brother's face was as red as a ripe apple. "Fangmei's

words are more pleasing to the ear. Okay, Pingdi, Sister Feng won't hold it against you. I don't
want to make things difficult for you either. Because I still want to ask you for advice. Pingdi, you won't be so petty, will you?"

"No. Sister Feng, I'm far inferior to you in terms of your words. I still want to ask you for advice
!"

The four of them chatted and laughed, and before they knew it, it was already 4:30 in the morning. Although they had taken a nap on the plane
, the journey had been somewhat tiring, and Wang Fang and Wang Ping were already sleepy. Quan Hong was still
talking to her sister, as if she had a thousand things to say and could never finish.

Gao Ming's house only had two bedrooms; usually, Gao Ming and her sister slept in one, and their mother slept in the other
. Now that Wang Ping was here, it was difficult to arrange. Wang Fang could sleep with the Gao sisters, Quan
Hong could sleep with her sister, but where would Wang Ping be placed? On the sofa? On the floor? There was nothing to cover them with, because no one usually came, so nothing had been prepared. Now,
Wang Ping , Wang Fang, Gao Ming, and Gao Feng could only sit there, waiting for Quan Hong to make arrangements.

When the clock struck five, Quan Hong came out of her sister's bedroom. "Oh, you're all still
watching TV? Aren't you sleepy?"

"Auntie, what do you think we should do?" Gao Ming asked Quan Hong for her opinion. Wang Ping and
Wang Fang deliberately remained silent.

"Alright, alright, look at you all. Do you think Ping'er would sleep
with ?"

"Then where would he sleep?" Gao Feng immediately asked.

"Of course, he'll sleep with me and your mother!"

"I'm afraid that won't work, will it?" Gao Feng pouted again.

"Why not?"

"My mother won't agree."

"This was your mother's idea. Go on, you three sisters should have a good chat. Ping'er, come with your mother, we should go to sleep too."

Wang Ping followed his mother into the room. His mother went in first, and when he came in, she
was already in bed with his second aunt. He thought he was at home, forgetting that he was at his
second aunt's house. In a few quick movements, he took off all his clothes, revealing his large and long penis.

"Ah, Ping'er, how come you... took off... all your clothes..." His second aunt was so excited that she couldn't speak. But she felt a surge of energy, a rush of heat spread through her body, and her eyes brightened, and she became much more energetic.

Quan Lan hadn't seen a man's penis for five years, and she had never seen such a large and long penis before.

When Wang Ping got into bed and crawled under the covers, he saw his second aunt leaning against his mother. His face turned red, and he hurriedly buried his head in his mother's arms, between her two large breasts.

"Sister, how can Ping'er's breasts be so big and long..." Quan Lan only glanced
at them , but her voice became strong and she stopped stammering.

"Sister, look at you, who would have known?"

"Hey, little sister, I used to be a very honest woman. I know I
don't have much time left, and I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me. Just now, I saw Ping'er's big and long
thing , and for some reason, I suddenly felt much more energetic. Really, look, I can even speak
smoothly now. Little sister, haven't you noticed anything?"

"Sister, of course I know! Didn't I say you'd get better?"

"You didn't prescribe any magic pills for me, how would you know I'd get better? Could it
be a final burst of energy before death?"

"No, sister, as long as you do as I say, you'll definitely get better."

"Then what medicine will you prescribe for me?"

"Sister, the medicine to cure you is Ping'er."

"Nonsense, Ping'er is a person, how could he be medicine?"

"Come, Ping'er, come and sleep in the middle."

"Ah, sister, no, you absolutely can't do this! I know what you're talking about, how can this be?"

"Sister, why not? Didn't you say you're not afraid now? Why not try?"

"But..."

"But what? I'm Ping'er's woman now, what are you afraid of?"

"What? Sister, you're saying this on purpose for your sister to hear, aren't you? You're mother and son, how
can ..."

"Sister, why can't I? I love Ping'er very much, and Ping'er loves me very much too. Why can't we have other kinds of love
besides motherly love? Come, Ping'er, insert it into Mommy's vagina,
make your second aunt believe it, that way your second aunt will get better." Quan Hong said as she took off her underwear.

The morning in Moon City was no longer so noisy, it seemed very quiet.

But in the silence, the occasional low honking of a taxi could be heard.

Wang Ping heard his mother's call very clearly. As usual, his baby should
be nestled in his mother's warm bed at this time.

Having been hungry for a long time, Wang Ping immediately rolled
onto and thrust his large penis into her already wet vagina.

"Ah...ah...Ping'er, you're so good at it, ah...ah...Mommy...it feels so good...ah...ah...Ping'er, thrust again...faster, ah...ah...yes, just like that, ah...ah...Ping'er, you're so good at it, ah...ah..." Quan Hong deliberately shouted loudly to provoke her sister.

"Ah...ah...Mommy, Ping'er hasn't touched you for almost a night, ah...ah...it feels so good now, Mommy, it feels so good, ah...ah..."

Quan Hong shouted while touching her sister's vulva. "Oh, Ping'er, your second aunt's vulva is wet too. Go comfort your second aunt, treat her illness. Go, Mommy is already satisfied." Quan Hong was saying this to her sister; how could she be satisfied so easily when her son hadn't even been inside her for five minutes?

“No, sister, this won’t do… Ping’er, don’t come. Just do it with your mother
. How can this be?”

“Sister, can’t we just treat it as treatment for your illness?”

“This…”

“Sister, don’t think about it so much. Haven’t you not touched a man’s
thing ?”

“But, this…”

“Oh dear, sister, why have you become so long-winded? You weren’t like this before!”

“But…but…he’s Ping’er!”

“So what if he’s Ping’er? I’m his mother. I’ve given him everything. What are you afraid of? You
’re still his aunt.”

“Then…”

“Ping’er, go ahead.”

Wang Ping got off his mother. His mother immediately took off his aunt’s underwear and panties, revealing his aunt’s naked, beautiful, and white body.

“Ah… Second Aunt, your body is so beautiful. Really, Second Aunt, so beautiful. Your breasts
are as big as my mother's, do you have milk? Oh, Second Aunt, why is your vulva so bare, just
like my mother's?”

“Ping’er, what are you babbling about? Hurry up and get on top, look, your Second Aunt's vagina is already leaking water.”

“Second Aunt, then Ping’er will come.” After saying that, Wang Ping pressed down on his Second Aunt, and aimed
his big, long penis at the entrance of his Second Aunt's vagina, his buttocks sinking down, and with a “whoosh”
sound, his entire penis was completely absorbed into his Second Aunt's smooth, hairless vulva.

“Ah…”

“Ping’er, be gentle, your Second Aunt is not like your mother, and besides, your Second Aunt
is still sick.”

“Yes, Mother.” After saying that, Wang Ping slowly entered and withdrew.

“Ping’er, don’t listen to your mother. Do whatever you want. Don’t worry about your aunt. Your aunt
can handle it .”

“No, Aunt, you’ve been sick for so long. Your body is still very weak. I can’t move too much.”

“Ah…ah…Ping’er, your little brother is making your aunt feel so full, so…comfortable.
Ah…ah…”

“Sister, keep your voice down. What if they hear you tomorrow and think you’re seriously ill and want to
come in to see you? What will you do then?”

“Ah…ah…Sister…Sister, Ping’er…is making me…feel so good. This is
the most comfortable time I’ve had in my thirty-eight years as a woman. Ah…ah…Ping’er,
please…push it in faster. Ah…ah…Sister, my illness seems to be
a little not as serious as before. Before, I felt uncomfortable everywhere, but now…it feels so good. Ah…ah…Ping’er, you are truly my…good Ping’er. Ah…ah…
Sister…Sister, I…am…going to…come…ah…ah…”

"Sister, are you alright? Look at Ping'er, he's still so fierce... Ping'er, why don't you
come and fuck Mom again?"

"No, little sister, even though I came once, I'm still fine, really, I don't
feel , not tired at all, Ping'er, just fuck me without worry, ah... ah...
Ping'er, your little brother is so good, Auntie likes it so much, ah... ah..."

"Auntie, your little breasts feel so good too, they're squeezing Ping'er's little brother so tightly, Mom,
Auntie's are really tight, even tighter than Mom's, ah... ah..."

"Ping'er, your Auntie's little breasts haven't been fucked by a man's thing for five years,
of course they're a little tight, but you fuck Mom every day, how could Mom's be as tight as your Auntie's?"

“Sister, you really know how to enjoy yourself. You have a virgin gun as big and long as Ping’er inside you every day
. You’re so lucky. Ah…ah…Ping’er, thrust faster, deeper, all the way into
your aunt ’s womb…ah…ah…Ping’er, you’re amazing. Ah…ah…Your aunt is almost at her second orgasm, and you’re still so powerful. Ah…ah…Ping’er, your aunt is going to heaven again. Ah…ah…”

“Aunt, Ping’er is going to cum too. Ah…ah…”
After his aunt’s second orgasm, Wang Ping also reached his climax, a powerful torrent shooting straight into his aunt’s depths.

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