My family couldn't possibly be this chaotic, could it? 03

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Chapter 3 A Wonderful Day (Part 2) Continuing from the previous chapter, Aunt Qin, naked, pretended to walk out, and Dad hurriedly stepped forward to stop her. Unexpectedly, Aunt Qin turned around and hugged him, kissing him. Dad tried to push her away with his hands. His mouth also didn't cooperate, trying to avoid Aunt Qin's red lips. But Aunt Qin was relentless, her kisses raining down on Dad's face, behind his ears, and his neck. Actually, with Dad's strength, pushing Aunt Qin away shouldn't have been difficult. I think Dad also had feelings for Aunt Qin, or at least he wasn't so resolute. Sensing that Dad hadn't pushed her away, Aunt Qin withdrew her left hand from around Dad's arms and moved it to his lower abdomen. Slowly, she lifted his shirt, and her hand darted into Dad's crotch. Soon, she grabbed something, whispered something in Dad's ear, and began to move her hand up and down inside his crotch. At this moment, Dad froze, his eyes wide open, staring at Aunt Qin in disbelief. His dark face instantly turned purplish-red. The next second, he grabbed Aunt Qin's head with both hands and kissed her lips. Yes, he kissed, just like when you're gnawing on a pig's trotter during a festival. I couldn't help but wonder, would he make Aunt Qin's lips bleed? Under Dad's frantic kisses, Aunt Qin returned the kiss passionately. Their lips made gurgling sounds from time to time. They sucked hard, as if there was something sweeter than honey in each other's mouths. Aunt Qin's other hand also reached into Dad's clothes, hugging him tightly, occasionally wandering over Dad's broad back. I was shocked by this turn of events. Aunt Qin had fiddled with Dad's crotch a few times, and it had caused such a big change in Dad. Was it some kind of magic? They separated, or rather, their lips separated, but their bodies were still stuck together, panting and writhing. Aunt Qin pulled her hand out of Dad's crotch and clumsily unbuckled his belt. With a thud, his outer pants fell to the ground. His lower body was left only by his bulging underwear. Aunt Qin squatted down and pulled the underwear down to Dad's ankles. His penis sprang out as the underwear fell, swinging up and down in the air. Dad's penis was quite a sight. It was about 20 centimeters long, and in terms of thickness, it was, without exaggeration, rather savage. It was covered with blue veins, slightly upturned, and except for the glans, which was completely reddish-black, it was only a size smaller than our rolling pin. The glans was wet and shiny, like a peeled egg. Seeing this thing swaying up and down in front of her, Aunt Qin held it with one hand, brought her nose close, and carefully smelled it. "This is the smell of a man!" "It's a little different from what I remember," she said, and then opened her mouth and took the glans into her mouth. "Oh!" Dad tilted his head back and cried out in pleasure. Then, he pulled Aunt Qin up and carried her onto the kang (a heated brick bed). He quickly, even somewhat impatiently, took off his shirt and also got onto the kang. Aunt Qin lay there, legs wide open, revealing her glistening vulva. She ran her right middle finger between her legs, the glistening substance forming a long, thin thread. Propelling herself up with her left hand, she placed the glistening substance from her middle finger into Dad's mouth, stirring it around a couple of times. Seeing Aunt Qin's outstretched finger, Dad seemed about to pull away, but he still went forward, taking her finger into his mouth and actively sucking on it. Kneeling between Aunt Qin's legs, Dad seemed stimulated by the taste of her fingertip; he lifted her plump buttocks with both hands and pressed his lower body against hers. Because the angle was perfect, he could see the penetration. This also showed me what sex was all about. It was the first time in my life I had witnessed intercourse firsthand. At first, Dad thrust and pounded haphazardly, but didn't penetrate. This caused Aunt Qin to wince and cry out in pain. Dad paused, steadying his breathing, and guided his penis, letting the glans slide up and down between Aunt Qin's labia. Finally, seemingly finding the right spot, it stopped on the pinkish flesh between the two dark labia. With a slight push, the entire glans went in. This elicited a satisfied moan from Aunt Qin, "Mmm! -- I feel it! It's in!" Then, Dad pushed it in a little more, then pulled it out a little more. After repeating this several times, it was almost fully inside. Finally, he pulled it all out, leaving only the glans inside, and then with a forceful thrust, the entire penis was thrust in instantly. "Ah! -- My God! It's so big!" Aunt Qin exclaimed, lifting her legs and wrapping them around Dad's lower back. Dad bent down and sucked on one of her breasts. His buttocks rose and fell rapidly, like a pile driver, making a continuous slapping sound. "Ah! -- It hurts! Don't move! It hurts!" Aunt Qin tightened her legs, wrapping them around Dad to prevent him from moving. "Does it hurt inside? It's already very wet!" Dad asked, putting down the breast. "Are you stupid! I haven't done this in years, what's the difference between me and a young girl! How can I withstand you doing this!" Aunt Qin said, tapping Dad's forehead. "Hehehe!" Dad chuckled, "That's true. Then I'll be gentler, and take good care of you! Let's relive the feeling from back then." At this moment, Dad's thrusting slowed down and became much gentler. "Do you remember how we met?" Aunt Qin asked, stroking Dad's back. Dad kissed Aunt Qin and said, "How could I forget!" "I accompanied my second brother to your house for a blind date. As soon as I entered, I saw you and thought you were going on a blind date with my brother. Turns out, I made a mistake, how embarrassing." "You're so stupid! You can even make a mistake like that." Aunt Qin lightly tapped Dad's forehead with her index finger. "Who told you to be prettier than my sister-in-law!" As she spoke, Dad thrust his lower body forcefully. "Ah! -- You're so sweet-talking!" she said, pressing her father's head against her breasts. "What sins did I commit in my past life to meet such a nemesis like you! Hmm! -- Gently, don't suck so hard!" "Are my breasts nice?" Aunt Qin asked, stroking her father's hair. "Yes! Just like when you were a little girl, just one word -- tender!" she said, continuing to suckle, her other hand not idle either, climbing up to the other breast and playing with it. "I was fooled by your sweet words back then! Hmm! -- We can go faster! Let's try."
"Alright!" her father got up, placing his hands on the outside of Aunt Qin's shoulders. "Let's begin!" Although he said that, her father didn't thrust as frantically as he had at the beginning. Instead, he continued to thrust in and out gently, only occasionally giving a slightly harder thrust, eliciting soft moans from Aunt Qin. "So good! Just like that! Mmm! -- Harder, a little more force!" Aunt Qin's body swayed up and down with the rise and fall of Dad's hips, and the blush on her face grew increasingly intense. "So tight! Your pussy is so tight. Tighter than before! Mmm! --" Dad began to breathe heavily, "You little slut, are you enjoying this? You seduced me! You seduced me! I'll fuck you until you can't get out of bed."
"So what if I seduce you? Huh!—Go ahead and fuck me to death. Huh!—If you don't fuck me now, my pussy will be overflowing with grass!" "How can grass grow in such a tight pussy? Hmm!—Even if grass grows, it'll be squeezed to death by you! Hmm!—It's so tight! Oh!—I haven't felt this way in years! It feels so good! It's wonderful!" As he spoke, Dad tilted his head and kissed Aunt Qin, making smacking sounds. After a long while, the two separated, and Aunt Qin wiped the saliva that was almost dripping down her neck. "My pussy feels good to fuck, doesn't it? Wonderful, isn't it? Tight, isn't it?" Aunt Qin asked Dad with a smile. Dad nodded as he fucked her. "But, how can we..." Aunt Qin spread her hands, her smile fading, "do we have any respect for your impotent brother, Old Qin?" "Hehe!" Dad laughed awkwardly, but didn't stop his movements. "Isn't it all because I was seduced by you, you little vixen, you little slut?" "Besides, I've figured it out! The land's already lying around anyway, might as well plant it." Dad smiled ingratiatingly, "Isn't this also for my brother, to keep you fed and prevent you from going out to cheat on me?" "Get lost!" Aunt Qin was amused. "What kind of twisted logic is that! You're always right! If only you had come to your senses sooner, I wouldn't have had to live like a widow for so many years." "Hmm! I owe you. I'll try my best to make it up to you in the future!" Dad said, "Like this!", thrusting heavily several times in succession, making Aunt Qin gasp repeatedly. "Ah!—Ah!—So good!—Okay! You'll make it up to me like this for the rest of my life! For the rest of my life! Ah!—" "Okay! Okay! I'll fuck you for the rest of my life! Ah!—I can't take it anymore! I'm going to cum!" With that, Dad thrust in and out a few times with great force, then pulled out his penis and began stroking it rapidly with his right hand. Suddenly, a stream of liquid spurted from the head of his penis, shooting directly onto Aunt Qin's breasts. Then, several more spurts came out, but not as far as the first, only dripping onto her abdomen. After cumming, his penis was still hard, but it wasn't as hard as before. Dad lay down beside Aunt Qin, kissing her shoulder blades, her neck, and all the way up to her forehead, "You're so beautiful! In my heart, you're the most beautiful! You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met!" "Really?" Aunt Qin asked, stroking Dad's broad chest. "Really! More real than pearls!" Dad said confidently. "Hmm!" The air fell silent as they gently stroked each other. Dad stroked Aunt Qin's lower abdomen, getting a little of his semen on his hands, and deliberately smeared it all over Aunt Qin's body, even her breasts weren't spared. "Okay! I can do it too!" Aunt Qin got up and climbed on top of Dad, smearing her semen all over him. "Returning what you had!" Perhaps because of their antics, I could smell a faint fishy odor from the ceiling. "I haven't smelled this in a long time! I used to find it repulsive, but now I really like it. Maybe I'm just desperate for men." "What smell?" Dad brushed the long hair off his nose. "It's this!" Aunt Qin moved upwards, pressing her semen-covered breasts against Dad's face. "Ugh!--" Dad turned his face away in disgust, "Oh, it's this!" He then pushed Aunt Qin down. "You're complaining! I haven't complained yet!" Aunt Qin held onto Dad's shoulders, preventing him from being pushed off. "If you don't lick my breasts clean, I'll wait for Old Qin to come back smelling like this!" "This, ha!—" Dad cupped his breasts above him, trying to wipe them clean with his hands. "Quick!—Lick!—" Saying this, she forcefully pressed one breast to Dad's mouth. Perhaps afraid that Aunt Qin would get angry if he dodged again, Dad actually took the breast, covered in his semen, into his mouth and began to suckle. "Alright! Just a little sucking is enough, I won't make it difficult for you!" Saying this, she slid down and kissed Dad's lips. This kiss was without the previous frenzy, and without the previous saliva sounds. Gently and slowly, a tender sweetness spread between their lips. They kissed and stopped, kissing for a long time. Aunt Qin rolled off the kang (a heated brick bed), fetched a damp towel, and gently wiped Dad's body, paying particular attention to cleaning his limp penis inside and out. She was incredibly tender and meticulous. Finally, she kissed his limp penis again. "Get out of here!" "Okay!" Dad got up, and Aunt Qin helped him put on his clothes. "Um…"
"Don't let your wife see," she said, pushing Dad out the door. Aunt Qin lay alone on the kang, still naked, a satisfied smile on her lips. There was nothing more to see, so I returned to my own home. *********** Dad almost saw me come down from the ceiling. He usually scolds me for being silly, worrying about me hurting myself, but today? Heh! Who knows? Maybe he was in a good mood at Aunt Qin's house. Dad was acting very strangely when he got home! First, he proactively served Mom food and rice. After the meal, he took the initiative to wash the dishes and pots. I even massaged my mother's shoulders, something I'd never done before, and told her she worked hard cooking! Later, I realized this was what they call a guilty conscience, feeling remorseful. ************ Summer is very hot, and I often go swimming in the nearby lake. Of course, my family doesn't allow it because people drown in that lake every year. Especially the year before last, a girl was raped, murdered, and dismembered; her body parts were thrown into the lake. The police searched for half a month, but were still missing a part, and finally had to give up. Recently, I've been swimming every day. Not to cool off, but because I met a beautiful girl from our school there. Near the middle of the lake, there's a high-voltage power line tower; the base is more than half a meter above the lake surface, and there's a ladder to climb up. One time, I got tired of swimming and wanted to go up to rest. Unexpectedly, I met a beautiful girl two years my senior—Li Yueying. Li Yueying is our school's exercise leader. Her family is very wealthy; they live in a two-story detached house. She was sweet and lovely, a model student and a well-behaved girl in the teachers' eyes. The older students called her "beauty," "school beauty," and so on. At that moment, I was climbing the ladder, almost up. Suddenly, a leg came down from above. It stepped on my head. Never before had anything like it happened. Startled, I was kicked down and fell into the water. In the water, I looked up, about to yell, but when I saw it was her, all my anger vanished instantly. Seeing that she had stepped on me and kicked me into the water, she quickly jumped down, swam to my side, and apologized. Of course, I forgave her. The lake had waves, and she was very close to me. The water rippled, and we were occasionally touching. Feeling the warmth of her body and the touch through her thin clothes, I felt a little intoxicated. Involuntarily, I moved closer, wanting to experience more. As she took my hand and swam towards the platform, the touch from her palm gave me an urge to hug her tightly, but I didn't dare. After that, we didn't say anything. Or rather, I was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. I just listened to her rambling on and on. I remember her saying she liked coming here to watch the sunset, and the vibrant image of her soaking wet clothes clinging to her body. After that, every day, I would swim to that platform. If she was there, I would sit there for a while. Sometimes we would exchange a few words. Sometimes, she would just smile at me. It didn't matter; as long as she was there, sitting beside her, I would dream sweet dreams when I got home that night. Today, I saw her in the distance and quickly swam over. When I got to the platform, I found her crying, her body trembling. "What's wrong? Did someone bully you?" I asked cautiously. "You're here." She turned around, and I saw that her eyes were swollen from crying. "Why are your eyes so red from crying?" I knelt down opposite her, wiping away her tears. "My mom and dad are divorced!" she said, hugging me tightly, resting her head on my shoulder, and crying even harder. I was stunned. Both the devastating news of her parents' divorce and her hugging me and resting her head on my shoulder were sudden. Especially the latter, which made my blood pressure spike instantly. Perhaps seeing her father's behavior at Aunt Qin's place gave me courage. After a moment of panic, I put my arms around her, patting her left shoulder with my right hand and stroking her back with my left, trying to comfort her. Maybe she was tired from crying, or maybe it was my soothing effect, but she gradually stopped crying and straightened up. "Thank you!" Seeing that she had stopped crying but was still sobbing, I felt terrible, but I didn't know how to comfort her. "They're just divorced, they're not gone," I don't know if I was out of my mind, but I actually said that. "Look, how many orphans without fathers are there around here? You're much better off than them."
"How can you compare them?" She slapped my thigh. "No, you can't. But my grandma says people should always look on the bright side, otherwise how can they live?" I scratched my head. "I'm sorry! I'm not good at comforting people. But I just can't bear to see you cry. When you cry, it makes me sad. I wish I could take your pain away." As I spoke, I unconsciously grabbed her hand, quite tightly. She tried to pull away, but couldn't budge it. "You're hurting me!" She looked at me, blushing. "Oh!" I quickly let go. After that, there was an awkward silence. We faced each other, both with our heads down. I squatted, she sat. The sun completely disappeared below the horizon, and it gradually got dark. "Thank you!" She kissed me on the cheek. "See you tomorrow!" After saying that, she jumped into the lake with a splash and swam away. Okay! See you tomorrow! Guanyin Dashi Gold Coins +8 for reposting and sharing, a red envelope is offered!

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