Chaos Continued

My uncle's family moved to Qingdao three years ago. I was in high school then, and my cousin, Ah Ling, was just a budding junior high student who would always stick to me and play with me. Time flies, and three years passed quickly. I was admitted to a university in Qingdao, just as I had hoped. When I received the acceptance letter, I excitedly shared the good news with my relatives and friends. My aunt warmly invited me to stay at her house and suggested I come early to familiarize myself with the environment. Ah Ling also called, saying she wanted to go to the beach with me. So, about 20 days before the start of the semester, I boarded the train heading east.
Stepping onto Qingdao soil, I couldn't help but look around at this unfamiliar city. As soon as I got off the train, my cousin saw me from afar and immediately ran over: "Cousin..."
"Ah Ling..."
We cousins were speechless at first sight. My cousin had grown into a graceful young woman, no longer the childish girl she was three years ago. She had truly blossomed into a beautiful young woman
. "Ah Ling, you've become even more beautiful."
Walking side-by-side with her in the train station square, Ah Ling said playfully, "Why are you trying to flatter me the moment we meet? Trying to take advantage of me? I'll tell your aunt."
Three years had passed, and her mischievousness hadn't changed at all; she was always quick to make sarcastic remarks, and now she'd even tried to seduce me.
"Haha, with that mouth of yours, I'll tell your aunt and have her sew you up so you can't gossip anymore," I said with a laugh.
"Don't bring up your precious aunt; I'm not afraid of her. So, how about we walk back or call a taxi?"
"I have no problem with that; it's up to the host. But Qingdao's infrastructure is really good; the taxis are all uniform, all the same model, yellow tops and red bodies. Unlike back home, where it's a mess, and you always end up taking the wrong taxi," I said nonchalantly.
“Let’s take a taxi, so you don’t tell your dear aunt that I neglected our VIPs when we get home.” She said to herself without asking for my consent, and hailed a taxi, heading straight to our apartment on Zhanshan Road.
After dinner, I suggested to my cousin that we go for a walk, and she happily agreed. My aunt, seeing that we were having so much fun, didn’t stop us, only reminding us to be careful.
I put my arm around her, and we strolled through the streets of Qingdao.
“Hmm…”
We entered Zhanshan Park, our arms entwined. The trees and flowers on the mountain were plentiful and lush; even during the day, the sunlight couldn’t penetrate under the trees, let alone at this hour. Under the dense trees, one could vaguely see couples doing things they shouldn’t be doing…
Ah Ling and I found a dark, secluded spot on the grass and sat down.
I couldn't wait any longer and grabbed her in a hug, then pressed my lips to hers. With one hand, I unbuttoned the back of her shirt, while the other slid down her smooth, white back until it reached her round, plump buttocks.
"Cousin...no..."
she struggled, trying to escape my advances, offering token resistance.
"No...uh...cousin..."
When she wasn't looking, I cleverly unhooked her bra. The straps loosened, and the entire bra fell down, revealing two firm breasts to me. However, the light was too dim to see the two red nipples.
"Cousin...you...you're so bad..."
She weakly pushed me away with her hands, while trying to put her bra back on. I couldn't let her, so I lowered my head and buried it between her two soft breasts, opened my mouth and took one nipple into my mouth, sucking around the nipple, or gently biting the nipple, pulling it back...
"Cousin...humph...don't bite...it tickles..."
She couldn't help but tremble. I pressed her down on the grass, and she hugged me tightly from below, her flushed cheeks pressed against my hot chest.
“Cousin…open your mouth…I can’t take it…Cousin…no…I’m wet down there…”
“What’s wrong down there? Let me see.”
I said, reaching out to grab Ah Ling’s skirt and slipping my hand inside her tight panties. I could feel her vulva covered in thick pubic hair, her labia majora opening and closing rhythmically. Her vulva looked like a freshly steamed bun. I stroked her vulva with both hands, occasionally plucking her pubic hair.
“Cousin, no, put your fingers in…”
Ah Ling cried out in ecstasy, swaying her plump buttocks.
Hearing her say that, I inserted my fingers into her vulva, pressing and pinching her clitoris. I then took her nipple into my mouth, gently sucking and biting it. Her small nipple was hard and erect. I then pulled down her thin panties and began to move them over her vulva.
Sometimes it crawled like ants, sometimes it writhed like a snake. Then I inserted my restless fingers into her vagina, pulling in, thrusting, scooping, until my cousin's whole body trembled uncontrollably, her juices flowing freely, her plump, round buttocks swaying in rhythm with my movements.
"Cousin...it's so itchy inside..."
"Do you want me to stop the itch?"
"Mmm...yes...hurry...I want it..."
she said, reaching out to unzip my pants and pulling out my already swollen penis from my underwear. I rubbed my penis against her labia, causing her to sob softly,
"Cousin, hurry up, put your thing in."
I aimed the head of my penis at her opening and thrust hard, my entire penis going in. She felt her little hole suddenly fill up, and she couldn't help but let out a joyful, comfortable moan.
"Oh, so good..."
My cousin was being relentlessly thrust into by me, experiencing ecstasy. Hearing her wanton moans, my lust intensified. I abandoned any remaining tenderness and continued thrusting relentlessly, until her upper body stiffened and her head shook wildly.
Her hips swayed rapidly, and my penis responded to her thrusts, like an iron rod or an eel, drilling deep into her vagina. I could feel layers of flesh inside her, and the tip of my penis felt incredibly good. She wrapped her legs around my buttocks, making her clitoris even more prominent. Every time my penis entered her clitoris, her whole body trembled.
"I can't take it anymore... I can't take it anymore... It's killing me, cousin..."
Her vaginal walls contracted and expanded, surrounding my penis from all sides. Her uterus sucked and swelled like a baby nursing, and her vaginal fluids gushed out in waves, drenching my glans. I felt a hot, pleasurable sensation. I couldn't hold back this agonizing pleasure any longer. My buttocks tingled, and my whole body went numb. I knew I was about to come, so I thrust hard.
"Good sister, squeeze tight... I'm going to come too..."
Before I could finish speaking, I ejaculated onto her still-contracting cervix. She cried out again as my semen drenched her: "Ah... It's so hot... You're so beautiful..."
I pressed myself against her, savoring the lingering afterglow. After a long, long time, my penis finally softened and slipped out of her opening, my semen and vaginal fluids overflowing...
My cousin rolled over and lay in my lap, gently stroking my cheek, and said tenderly, "Mmm..."
"Ah Ling, was it hard?"
"No way, it felt so good! You have to do it with me often from now on, okay? Otherwise, I'll tell my mom."
"I'll fuck you to death one day, hmph." As I said this, I gently rubbed her breasts again.
"No, no, let's go home quickly, don't keep Mom waiting."
My cousin said, getting up from the ground. After we both got dressed, I hugged my cousin and walked out of the park.
"Ah Ling, look!"
I pointed to a dark spot under the shade of a tree. She looked in the direction I was pointing, let out a soft "Ah," and lowered her head, replying, "Hmm..."
"They're doing the same thing as us just now."
It turned out that in the dark shadow of the tree, there was also a couple doing the same thing that my cousin and I had just done. The woman's moans and cries could be faintly heard from the bushes, making me fall back into the crazy dream I had just had with my cousin.
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When I was old enough to understand, I asked my mother about everything about my father, but every time I got the
same : I was just the result of her promiscuity.

My mother is a very charming and beautiful woman, and also a very responsible and lovely mother. However,
beautiful women often encounter unnecessary troubles in life, and men inevitably linger around them.

My mother is naturally gentle and doesn't know how to refuse men's advances, nor is she good at choosing boyfriends.

Because of this, she changed jobs many times.

But wherever she went, she was always the center of attention. Her sexy figure often attracted men's
malicious gazes, and therefore, she was often the target of harassment from bosses.

Later, her father—my grandfather—had her quit all her jobs and let her help manage their
rental business, thus relieving her of the pain of being harassed by men in public.

My mother is very skillful and efficient at her work. In my spare time, I learned from her and my grandfather and quickly became able to help
my mother.

My grandfather is very good to me; he never treats me like a grandson. He often said I was like his son, and indeed, he treated me

like his own son . Later, as I grew older, I noticed some unusual things. Grandpa was also very good to Mom, but I felt he was overly attentive. He often touched her inappropriately, many of the actions more suitable for Grandma. Every time Grandpa touched Mom, Grandma would stand by, but never intervene; instead, she would watch with amusement. I often saw Grandpa and Grandma wearing only underwear, but that wasn't unusual, because I occasionally saw them completely naked. When Mom was with me, she was often naked, rarely wearing clothes. What made me proud was that my mother was not only beautiful, but also had a much better figure than my friends' mothers. Compared to the naked women in the pornographic magazines I saw at my friends' places, my mother was in no way inferior, and perhaps even better. Because of her regular exercise, her breasts remained firm and showed no signs of sagging, and her abdomen was flat, showing no signs of having given birth. She was very slender, with a delicate and supple waist. Her buttocks were exceptionally white and full, complementing her slender waist to create a striking curve. When she swayed her hips, her full buttocks would create alluring waves, enough to make one's nose bleed on the spot. My mother's thighs were round and firm, and when her legs were together, there wasn't a single gap between them. Of course, what attracted men's attention most was the area below my mother's abdomen, between her legs. That was also the place I had longed for since I was old enough to understand. Within that small area, dense black pubic hair covered the area, and on the small mound in the middle, a pink cleft was clearly visible. The two plump labia were half-open, half-closed, seemingly enticing men to pluck them. My mother loves to flaunt her mature and sexy body in front of me, earning my heartfelt admiration. Summer is fast approaching, my favorite season because it means the long and carefree summer vacation. This year, my mother and I decided to spend our summer vacation at sea. Before heading to the yacht, we stayed at my grandparents' house for a week. My grandfather's house is very old; I know he's lived there since birth, it holds his entire history. I love playing in my grandfather's attic and other uninhabited rooms, exploring his secrets. Later, I found something interesting in a room filled with old furniture. I opened an old closet, and in the corner, I found two boxes tied together with faded ribbons, clearly very old. I took them out, opened them, and found they were full of old photos. When I saw what they contained, I was completely stunned. The first photos I saw were of my mother, grandfather, and grandmother, all very young then. I was curious, because this was clearly a record of our family's past, and I desperately wanted to know if there were any photos of my father. But the next photo made me gasp—it was a picture of my mother. In the photo, my mother was lying naked on the bed, her legs wide open, a dark patch under her buttocks— upon closer inspection, it was clear the sheets were wet. Judging from her expression, she seemed quite pleased. I looked at a few more photos, all of my mother in different poses: some with her thighs clenched, others with her lying on the bed looking satisfied, white semen flowing from her vulva, and so on. But what truly shocked me was what followed. In the photo below, Grandpa and Grandma are both naked, and Mom is with them, also completely naked. Grandma and Mom's genitals are both red and wet. Grandpa stands to the side , his large penis erect, the glans shiny red, dripping with milky white semen. Based on my limited knowledge of sex, I can guess that the three of them have just had (?) a frenzied sexual encounter . I also saw a photo of Mom and Grandpa naked and embracing, further confirming my suspicion that there was an incestuous relationship between them.

The photos that followed became increasingly daring, increasingly outrageous, and increasingly lewd.

There were photos of a mother giving oral sex to her grandfather, of a mother being raped by her grandfather in various positions, of a mother and grandmother
comforting each other, and of three people engaging in orgy.

In short, almost every possible position was depicted, many of which I had never seen or even heard of before
. Looking at them made my mouth dry, my face flush, and my legs go weak.

At the bottom of the box was an envelope. I opened it, and inside was another series of photos, all of
my mother . These photos showed the changes in my mother's body during pregnancy, her naked body
displaying the curves of her growing belly from various angles.

After seeing these extremely lewd photos, I felt incredibly stimulated and excited; my genitals swelled up,
straining against my underwear, making my glans ache.

But what truly excited me wasn't the actions depicted in the pornographic photos themselves, but rather
the fact I deduced from them: my father's true identity.

If it weren't for these photos, I would never have imagined, even if I were to break my head, that I was
the product of my grandfather and mother's incestuous relationship, and that my grandfather was my biological father.

I didn't know whether I should be happy or sad, but I knew I was incredibly excited.

I put the photos back in the box, re-tied it, and then opened another box.

Inside were sex toys, many of which I had seen in the photos. One of them, a dildo,
was as thick as my wrist and about a foot long, which truly astonished me.

Looking at the contents of the box, my mother's mature, sexy, and beautiful body involuntarily surfaced in my mind.
To be honest , I've always enjoyed looking at my mother's naked body since I was little, but I swear I've never had any filthy thoughts.

I love my mother very much, but it's purely maternal love; I've never thought of it in any sexual sense.

But now things are different. Ever since I learned I was the product of my grandfather and mother's affair, the lustful blood
buried has begun to boil. For the first time, I felt a lewd desire for my own mother, and this
desire was incredibly strong.

I put everything back in the box, wrapped it up, and thought about what to do next.

Suddenly, a good idea came to me.

My mother had told me to prepare for the yacht trip and put all the necessary equipment in the car. I thought
this might be an opportunity, so I quickly packed up the box, went out, put it in the car, and piled some things on top
to cover it.

But I immediately changed my mind because I suddenly felt it wasn't "safe."
There were still two days before my mother and I left for the yacht, and leaving the box in such an obvious place would easily be discovered.

I was just about to put them back inside when I heard Grandpa's car return. I
quickly slipped back into my room and hid where they couldn't see me, secretly peeking out to watch them.

Grandpa and his two wives got out of the car, all smiling and looking very happy.

Mom and Grandma were both wearing loose clothes, their full, white breasts peeking out from under their garments;
I could imagine they weren't wearing anything underneath.

I don't know why I'm so sensitive. I often see them naked, but I've never
paid attention. Now, they're just wearing outer clothing, yet it makes my mind wander.

I saw Grandpa walk over to Mom, pull her into his arms, and put his hand inside her clothes. They
kissed passionately.

Mom moaned continuously, her lower body twisting from side to side, clearly enjoying Grandpa's
little touch .

The two kissed for a while before separating. Grandpa then went behind Grandma, hugged her from behind, and slipped his hand
inside her clothes, seemingly fondling her full breasts.

Grandma, who had been bending over to get something out of the car, was interrupted by Grandpa's sudden attack and had
to turn around to kiss him.

Grandma seemed much more seductive than Mom; she not only kissed him loudly but also kept rubbing her thighs against Grandpa
.

Oh, I can't take it anymore!

I'm getting hard!

I quietly slipped out of the house and carefully followed the wall to the room where Mom and Grandpa had just entered, peeking through
the window.

I overheard Mom say, "No, Dad, my son might be in soon."

Then she added, "Dad, we have plenty of time tonight. If you can't wait, you can add something to my breasts
like ."

Grandpa ignored her, continuing to fondle Mom's breasts. Mom kept saying, "My son will find out
. He's a big boy now. He'll eventually discover that his mother is just a submissive slut."

Just then, Grandma came in, carrying a box. She handed it to Grandpa, saying,
"I think you might need these things."

Grandpa kissed Grandma and then opened it.

I looked inside and saw nothing but clips, rings, and weights.

Mom and Grandma had already unbuttoned their shirts, revealing their snow-white breasts.

Grandpa attached a clip to each of their nipples, clamping them shut. Below the clip was a small
ring with a weight attached.

After clamping, Grandpa deliberately pulled on the weight, causing Mom and Grandma to recoil in pain.

After finishing with their nipples, Grandpa did the same to their genitals.

Only then did Mom and Grandma stand up, smoothing their clothes and pretending nothing had happened,
but their pain was undeniable. Mom took a few steps, her thighs clenched, constantly complaining of the pain.

Grandpa slapped their bottoms hard and said, "Go back to your work."

I left the house, wandered around outside, and then returned. I saw Grandpa still in the same
spot, but Mom and Grandma were gone. I greeted Grandpa and asked what he was doing. He said he was tidying up
the garage; one of the lawnmowers was broken, and he needed to fix it by tomorrow afternoon.

I really enjoy spending time with Grandpa; I can learn a lot from him. Now that I know he
's my dad, I feel even closer to him. But I don't want to tell him what I discovered today yet. I feel
it's not the right time. I want to tell Mom first and see how she reacts.

My thoughts drifted back to the photograph.

Recalling everything I'd seen today, I suddenly felt a little comical.
The relationships between Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, and me were completely messed up now. Grandpa was my father; should I call Mom "sister"?

I returned to the dining room and saw Mom and Grandma preparing dinner. I could imagine the heavy weights swaying inside their
clothes —it must have been incredibly painful, but you couldn't tell from their faces.

Only when they moved around did strange smiles appear on their faces.

I sat at the table, boredly waiting for dinner to begin.

I peeked into the kitchen and saw Grandpa's hand inside Mom's clothes. Mom rested her head on
Grandpa 's shoulder, her body shifting restlessly.

Wow, they dared to do that right under my nose!

They moved around for a while before Mom finally straightened up and left.

My thoughts started racing again; everything that had happened today filled me with uncontrollable excitement.

For the rest of the evening, I thought about the photos.

I recalled how, before my mother and I would stay overnight at my grandfather's house, her behavior was always a little strange. And after
returning from my grandfather's house, she always walked with difficulty, as if in great pain. Every time I asked, she would
smile and say it was nothing.

I also remembered that since we moved to my grandfather's house two months ago, my mother had unusually started wearing only
underwear . She no longer let me watch her change clothes; instead, she would close the door and change alone.

Now I understood—it was all because of the weights.

I thought about the room in the photo. I knew it was upstairs; it was my grandmother's room, but
it was usually locked.

After dinner, I quietly slipped up to the rooftop. Luckily, the room wasn't locked, and I sneaked in.

There was a bed in the room, exactly the same as the one in the photo.

I groped around on the bed and quickly found a drawer-like thing in the corner. I lifted the sheet and found
a dildo hidden underneath.

I glanced around, imagining what I should do if I were to peek into the room from the outside.

I quickly realized I could peek through the crack in the door from the hallway, or I could climb onto the roof of the balcony.

I went back to the dining room, ate some snacks, and then told the others I was sleepy and wanted to go to bed early.

I kissed my mother and grandmother goodbye and said goodnight.

I took the opportunity to peek inside their clothes, but I didn't see any clips or weights; they were
very well hidden.

Shortly after I lay down in my room, my mother came upstairs and peeked into the room, obviously checking to see if I was
asleep .

She paused outside the door for a while, then walked to my bedside, bent down, and kissed me on the cheek.
As she bent down, I could see two clips were indeed clamped onto her nipples. When she straightened
up , I could hear a faint vibration of the weights between her legs.

My mother kissed me again, then closed the door and lay down herself.

I saw that as she lay down, the two weights on her chest slipped to the side, tugging at her nipples. My mother
's brows furrowed immediately; she bit her lip tightly, trying to suppress a moan.

After a while, my mother got up, and seeing that I didn't move, quietly left the room.

I heard my mother tell my grandmother that I had fallen asleep, and my grandmother said, "Great, they can start right away."

The lights in the living room went out. I got up, quietly opened the window, and climbed onto the balcony.

Looking down from the balcony, only Grandma's room light was still on.

I carefully climbed over and peered through the window.

I saw Grandpa taking a baby bathtub from under the bed, while Grandma lay on the bed, fiddling with
the dildo I'd just seen. Then Mom came in, holding a towel. She closed the door and locked it.

They were all still dressed. Suddenly, Grandpa went to the window and opened it. I quickly crouched down,
shrinking into a corner, afraid Grandpa would discover me.

Luckily, Grandpa didn't look out, but it still gave me a real fright.

After locking the window, Grandpa turned around and told Mom and Grandma to take off their clothes.

Mom and Grandma quickly took off their clothes. The weights hanging from their nipples were heavy,
pulling breasts, already somewhat saggy due to her age,
were stretched even longer by the weights.

I looked at Mom's genitals again. Her vulva was very full, her labia large and long, about
twice the size of Grandma's. Now, bearing the weight of the weights, they were completely deformed.

Grandpa turned on the record player and played dance music.

Mom and Grandma began to dance to the music. The weights swayed and vibrated with their movements, and
strange expressions appeared on their faces—neither happy nor painful, but a
cruel smile that was hard to describe.

The whole room was instantly filled with an eerie, lewd atmosphere, making me, watching from outside the window,
uneasy.

Oh, this scene is truly insane!

A shivering pleasure washed over me.

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This scene clearly aroused Grandpa as well; his penis, like mine, was erect.

Mom kept stroking her vulva, her voice trembling as she said she needed to urinate. Grandma said she did too.

Grandma took the bathtub and sat on it. Mom came over, straddled Grandma, and began to urinate.

Surprisingly, Grandma not only faced Mom's urine but also drank it.

Grandpa watched with great excitement, breathing heavily, his eyes shining with ecstasy.

After Mom finished urinating, they switched places; Grandma urinated on Mom, and Mom drank
Grandma's urine as well.

After they were finished, Grandpa came over and removed the clamps and weights from their bodies.

Mom and Grandma lay down close together, and Grandpa picked up his penis and started urinating without any hesitation.

Oh, it seems these three are really a bit out of their minds!

I watched from outside the window, muttering to myself, but I was genuinely shocked and incredibly aroused by the scene.

Grandpa urinated, shouting with pleasure, repeatedly spraying urine onto Mom and Grandma's breasts and genitals.

The two women desperately spread their genitals, begging Grandpa to urinate inside them, wanting him to ejaculate on their
clitoris.

Grandpa's urination technique seemed quite good; the urine accurately hit the center of their openings, causing Mom
and Grandma's bodies to tremble uncontrollably, appearing extremely happy.

After Grandpa finished urinating, Mom and Grandma quickly intertwined, their two snow-white bodies rolling on the ground
, appearing extremely lewd.

They sucked on each other's breasts, rubbing them vigorously.

Grandpa stood beside them, a whip appearing in his hand somehow. He suddenly began to whip
them forcefully, ordering them to be even rougher.

Mother and Grandma cried out simultaneously, their voices shrill, a mixture of pain and lust.

As Grandpa's whipping grew faster and harder, their cries subsided, transforming into
pleasurable, sensual moans, each one intense and visceral. Hearing this from outside the window, I felt my breath catch in my throat, my blood pressure rising
uncontrollably .

Grandpa continued to whip Mother and Grandma, ordering them to lick each other's genitals. If they were slow
, Grandpa immediately intensified the whipping, leaving bright red welts on their pale skin.

Mother and Grandma cried out again, turning around and wildly licking each other's genitals, their mouths
smeared with the urine and the other's fluids.

They looked like two female animals in heat, quickly reaching
climax .

Grandpa let them rest for two minutes, then used the handle of the whip to poke Mom's buttocks, urging her to get
up and straddle the chair.

Mom glanced at Grandma smugly, very happy to receive this preferential treatment. She got up, checked
the dildo that had been placed on the chair beforehand, straddled it, aligned the dildo with her vaginal opening, and with
a downward thrust, swallowed the entire thing. Then Mom's body began to move wildly, allowing
the large dildo to slide in and out of her wet vagina.

Grandpa took a rope and ordered Mom's body to lean forward. Because of the dildo below, this
was, of course, very painful, but Mom complied anyway.

Grandpa began to tie Mom tightly with rope. He tied it very hard, the rope digging
deep into Mom's soft skin, making her already full breasts even more
prominent. Then Grandpa ordered Mom to move her body up and down forcefully while continuing to manipulate the dildo, while he freely kneaded Mom's breasts,
which were almost bursting from the tightness.

I watched this astonishing scene of eroticism with complete focus, unaware that
my hand was unconsciously rubbing my already erect penis. Everything before me was so lewd and
stimulating!

Grandpa then went to Grandma, pulled her up, and hung weights on her vulva, then tied her
up like Mom, her breasts bulging.

After tying her up, Grandpa pushed Grandma to the ground, making her lie face down, and then grabbed his penis and violently penetrated
her .

I don't know why, but after seeing these scenes of lewdness, perversion, and incest, I didn't feel
disgusted . Instead

, I felt incredibly stimulated, and my body reacted so strongly. It seems that the blood flowing through my veins is the same as theirs—lewd blood.

Grandpa quickly ejaculated inside Grandma, then he went to Mom, pulled the dildo out of her
vagina, picked her up and put her on the bed, then inserted his still-erect penis into her
vagina .

At this moment, I was filled with admiration for Grandpa. He truly lived up to his reputation as my father; at his age, he
was still as capable as a young man. He had just ejaculated, and he could already do it again. Truly
remarkable !

Grandpa treated Mom much better than Grandma. Not only were his hands moving, but he was also constantly babbling
nonsense—saying he wanted to get Mom pregnant again, that he loved seeing her
with he vigorously thrust his penis into
Mom's plump vagina.

Mom moaned loudly, her mouth filled with vulgarities and obscene language, her body
writhing wildly like a snake, looking indescribably lewd and sexy.

Oh, what a father and daughter!

The father's thick penis moved freely in and out of his daughter's vagina, while the daughter shamelessly thrust her buttocks
forward, desperately responding.

Oh, I can't take it anymore!

Grandma crawled over and
vigorously to stimulate Mom's sensitive nipples, leaving mottled teeth marks on Mom's snow-white breasts.

Grandpa told Grandma to untie Mom's ropes, saying he was about to ejaculate.

Grandma untied Mom's ropes, then crawled under Grandpa, kneading his scrotum and
stimulating him to ejaculate, urging him to quickly shoot his semen into Mom's vagina.

Mom gripped Grandpa's buttocks tightly, screaming, "Oh, Daddy, hurry, hurry and shoot inside, hurry and
shoot into your daughter's cunt! Your daughter wants to give you another son!"

I saw Grandpa's body suddenly begin to tremble violently, and the speed of his thrusting increased. Suddenly, he
yelled , collapsing onto Mom, only his buttocks still twitching.

Mom's face flushed red, her fingernails digging tightly into Grandpa's back, leaving two bright red welts. Her legs
were wrapped tightly around Grandpa's buttocks, her lower body thrusting wildly upwards.

I knew they had both reached orgasm, and Grandpa had even ejaculated inside Mom.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a pang of jealousy towards Grandpa.

Grandpa was so old, yet he still possessed Mom's beautiful, sexy body. I was young and
vigorous , yet I had no chance to experience Mom's pleasure. This world was so unfair!

Inside the house, Mom and Grandpa had calmed down. They hugged for a while, then got up to tidy up their things.

A cool breeze blew in from outside the window. I wasn't wearing many clothes, and I suddenly felt cold all over, but my heart
was burning hot.

I knew I should go back. I looked back a few more times, reluctant to leave, and then quietly retraced my steps
back to my .

I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. The lewd
scenes from earlier kept replaying in my mind.

I lay there for a long time, but Mom still hadn't returned. Then I remembered that Mom usually didn't
come home to sleep at this time.

I tossed and turned for a long time before finally drifting off to sleep.

The next day, I woke up very early, feeling an urgent need to urinate, so I went to the toilet.

Passing by Grandma's room, I saw the door was ajar. Peeking inside, I saw the three of them
embracing , still half asleep.

After urinating, I went back to my room to try and sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep. As dawn broke, I heard Grandpa getting up to prepare for work
.

I got up and went downstairs to have breakfast with him. We talked about some things, and he instructed me to prepare
the items .

Grandpa seemed very happy and in good spirits, although I knew he hadn't slept much last night.

Before leaving, Grandpa specifically told me not to wake Mom and Grandma, saying they had been tired all night and needed
a good rest.

After watching Grandpa drive away, I went back upstairs.

Grandma's room wasn't locked; it was still ajar. I pushed it open a little so I could
see .

They were still naked and without blankets. I could clearly see
the deep cleavage on their breasts, created by the ropes binding them. Their vulvas were still red and wet, and Mom had a sweet
smile on her face, which she was turning to the side.

Looking at Mom and Grandma naked, I took out my penis and started masturbating. I quickly ejaculated.

Satisfied, I left Grandma's room, making sure to close the door behind me.

I packed up my fishing gear, left a note telling Mom I was going fishing.

Of course, I wanted to continue spying on Mom, but I felt now wasn't the right time.

I sat blankly by the river, staring at the float dangling in the water for hours, without even
putting bait on the hook, because my mind wasn't on fishing at all.

My mind kept replaying last night's events, contemplating how to join their incestuous game
. I was truly captivated by what Grandpa had done to Mom and Grandma last night.

Lost in thought, I was suddenly startled when Mom appeared before me.

Mom seemed very happy, saying repeatedly, "So you're here, honey. Your grandpa called and said he
wanted to invite me to lunch. I also needed to buy some things, and since I'm leaving tomorrow anyway, I thought I
'd go ."

As she spoke, she bent down and kissed me, as if deliberately letting me see clearly.
When , her collar was wide open, and I could see Mom's full breasts, with
a weight hanging from each nipple, just like yesterday.

Mom stood up and told me, "You haven't had breakfast, have you? Honey, I left a sandwich in the fridge
. You can eat it when you get home."

The warm sunlight shone on Mom, and through her clothes, I could see the outline of her sexy body.
I could even see the weights moving inside her clothes.

After Mom left, I packed up my fishing gear and went home with her.

When I got home, I saw Mom and Grandma leaving in a car.

I glanced into Grandpa's room; the window was open.

I went to Grandpa's door, but it was locked. I climbed onto the balcony and through the window into Grandpa's
room.

The room was spotless. I went to the closet and checked everything, but didn't find anything that
interested .

I noticed another cabinet nearby. In the top drawer, I found an envelope. My intuition
told me there must be something good inside.

My hands trembled as I opened the envelope. Inside were more photos, and my penis instantly
became .

Every photo featured Mom, mostly taken during her pregnancy. I noticed some photos
had writing on the back.

One of the photos read, "I broke her hymen. When I looked closely, I could see blood
mixed with her vaginal fluid flowing from her pink vulva." Another photo was a close-up of my mother's genitals. In this
photo, her vulva appeared somewhat dark, different from what I had seen that morning. I flipped it over, and
there was another line: "I got her pregnant!"

I put the photos back in the envelope and suddenly realized I had missed two more. One photo showed my mother breastfeeding me while
sitting on my grandfather, vigorously stroking his penis. The other photo showed my grandmother and me sucking on
my mother's swollen breasts, while my mother used a dildo to penetrate her vagina.

I carefully put the photos back as they were and then began to examine the house.

In the corner of the house, there was an exercise bike. I noticed a dildo under the seat;
when I pedaled, the dildo would move up and down.

I checked a few more things, just pins, weights, and the like—nothing particularly noteworthy.

Seeing there was nothing interesting to see, I left Grandpa's room.

After packing everything and getting into the car, I went back to Grandpa's room to check if I'd forgotten
anything .

To my disappointment, nothing interested me, except for an
enema .

I never imagined my family was so twisted. I started to worry about whether I could successfully integrate into
their group .

Around six o'clock, Mom and Grandma returned, talking quietly and
giggling as they walked, seemingly discussing something shameful.

When they came in, they both looked radiant; without a doubt, it was Grandpa's
doing .

As soon as Mom came in, she gave me a passionate kiss and asked me to help her bring her things from the car.

When I brought the things in, Mom had her back to me, seemingly checking something in her genital area.
Hearing me come in, she quickly put down her shirt, turned around, and helped me with my things. Her eyes...
A strange light flickered in her eyes, and her face flushed, as if she were a little embarrassed.

I told Mom that everything in the car had been moved in, except for her clothes and food.

Mom hugged me, saying I had helped her a lot.

I could clearly feel the weight dangling between Mom's legs, but she didn't notice.

She continued to promise me that she would spend more time with me on the yacht to make up for neglecting me because she
had been too busy .

Of course, I knew Mom had indeed been very busy lately, spending her evenings playing strange sexual
games with Grandpa.

Mom patted my bottom, telling me to hurry up and take a shower, and come back to eat the pizza she had prepared.

I walked towards the bathroom, and as I passed Grandpa and Grandma, I saw them standing in the living room.
Grandpa 's hand was inside Grandma's skirt, making her lean against him, moaning and giggling
.

I heard Grandma say, "Oh God, you're making me feel so uncomfortable. I like being your sex slave."

I blushed furiously and rushed into the bathroom, not coming out until Mom called me to eat.

During dinner, we talked about Mom and my yacht trip. Grandpa said he wouldn't be able to find
time to meet us until August, and he'd give me some surprises.

He assured me we'd have plenty of time to swim, and we could go fishing in a small boat, and so on.

After dinner, I helped Grandma clean the kitchen while Mom prepared her things.

I was washing the dishes absentmindedly when I suddenly felt the urge to urinate, so I went to the toilet.

On the way, I saw Grandpa again, his arm around Mom, his hand inside her skirt, caressing her genitals.
Mom like Grandma had been, was weak all over, moaning incessantly.

Grandpa stopped and said, "Baby, let's go upstairs. Let's do it right now. I want to cum
inside you."

Mom said, "I'm so hot, Daddy. Why do I want Daddy's cock inside me so badly right now?"

Grandpa said, "We've only just begun, you little slut, you want it so soon. Remember, once we're
on the ship to wear that thing every day. If you don't, I'll strip you naked when I come
."

After leaving the restroom, I saw Grandpa following Mom up the stairs. Mom walked ahead, lifting her skirt,
her buttocks and vulva completely exposed to me. I caught a glimpse of a weight hanging from her vulva, but Mom quickly
disappeared from my sight.

When I returned to the kitchen, Grandma was casually touching her vulva, oblivious to everyone around her. Startled by my
entrance , she blushed and murmured, "Oh, child, it itches so much down there."

I kissed her and told her I'd finished washing the dishes. Grandma
said and went upstairs.

I tidied up the kitchen again and was about to leave when Grandpa came downstairs, carrying Mom's
suitcase .

He looked very happy, so excited that he bumped into me. I caught him, and he
laughed , telling me to take Mom's suitcase to the car. My intuition told me that Grandpa must have come up with some new
idea to add to their sex life.

I desperately wanted to go upstairs and see what was going on, but I didn't; I didn't want to arouse their suspicion.

When I returned, Grandpa was watching TV in the living room. Seeing me come in, he called me to watch with him.

More than an hour later, Mom and Grandma came downstairs. Judging from their gait, they must have had weights hanging from their
nipples and genitals again.

Grandpa's eyes lit up when he saw them. He took Grandma's hand and made her sit on his
lap, stroking her back. Grandma leaned completely against him, moaning softly, completely
oblivious to the presence of her grandson.

Mom went to the kitchen, busy with something.

I knew what Grandpa and Grandma were doing. Grandpa kept asking Grandma questions in a low voice, and she just kept
nodding . Their hands were moving back and forth. I was too embarrassed to watch, so I went to the kitchen to see if I could help Mom.

My mother was standing in the kitchen, her top open, revealing her fair chest. She was
rubbing her breasts inside her clothes. Seeing me come in, she blushed, quickly closed her clothes, and told me to take some
boxes to the car; the rest could be dealt with tomorrow.

I hugged my mother, feeling the clips on her nipples. I told her I needed to go back to my room to rest,
and that I could read some more.

My mother kissed me, said goodnight, and then I took the boxes containing food to the car.
My grandparents had already gone upstairs. I went back to my room and closed the door, thinking my mother probably wouldn't come in
.

Then I heard my mother coming upstairs. I thought she would go straight to my grandfather's room, but instead, she
opened the door and came in, sitting on the edge of my bed.

Her top wasn't buttoned up, and it was even more revealing than before, open to her waist. I could vaguely see
the clips on her nipples.

Mom held my hand, looked at me, and we gazed at each other for a long time. I sensed that Mom had something to
say to me, but couldn't find the right words.

Several times, Mom's eyes turned towards the door, her expression hesitant, unsure whether she should leave.

I squeezed Mom's soft, warm hand tightly and whispered, "Goodnight, Mom."

Mom said goodnight to me, then leaned down and kissed me, letting me once again admire her full, firm
breasts.

Afterward, Mom left the room, and I quickly got up and climbed out the window.

When I reached Grandpa's window, Mom came in. She closed the door, but didn't lock it.

Then, without a word, she took off her clothes, letting them slide to the floor.

Two weights, as always, hung from her nipples, but something was different below.
A rubber tube was inserted into her vagina, the other end of which was a large bubble.

At this moment, Grandma also came over, her clothes already removed; a
rubber tube, too, was inserted into her vagina. Grandpa

asked them how they felt, whether they liked this new toy.

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