mature woman Chen Nan

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Chen Nan stayed at my house for one night. While my mom was asleep, I sneaked up to Chen Nan and had sex with her. The next morning, my mom was making breakfast in the kitchen. I noticed she seemed a little embarrassed, and my mom blushed when she saw me too.

My mom isn't a heavy sleeper, and with Chen Nan's loud moaning last night, she must have been awake long ago. As Chen Nan said, even if my mom heard it, she would just pretend to be asleep. Chen Nan, on the other hand, was quite unfazed and became much more affectionate towards my mom. They quickly became close, and within half a day, they were calling each other sisters. I immediately protested, saying, "I've always called her Chen Nan. Now that you've adopted her as a younger sister, she's suddenly a generation older. Isn't that taking advantage of me?" My mom playfully punched me. "She's more than ten years older than you. If this were the old days, she could have had a son as old as you by now. She could call me 'Mom,' let alone 'Auntie.'"

My mom's tone was strange, a mix of joking, seriousness, jealousy, and perhaps even anticipation. For some reason, I suddenly understood the emotional shift in her heart. Perhaps she still cared about my mother-son role-playing with Sister Chen Nan? I quickly went to Sister Chen Nan's side, nuzzling my head against her chest, "Mom—I want to nurse." Sister Chen Nan quickly pushed my head away, both amused and exasperated, "Go away, I can't even support my own son, I don't want a cheap son like you. If you want to nurse, go find your real mother." I then sat down next to my mother, put my arm around her waist, and skillfully climbed my right hand onto her chest, "See? No one wants your precious son except you."

Since opening the shop, I rarely went home, and it was a rare opportunity to be intimate with my mother, so she pretended not to see my groping. In addition, she was well aware of my relationship with Sister Chen Nan, and Sister Chen Nan and her son had an ambiguous relationship, so my mother was much more relaxed in front of Sister Chen Nan. If it were in front of other relatives and friends, she would have slapped my hand away long ago. Of course, I'm not that stupid; I still know basic human etiquette.

Sister Chen Nan laughed, "I'd like to adopt you as my son, but your mom won't allow it. She dotes on you so much, treating you like a king every day." Sister Chen Nan then chided my mom, "It's different after breastfeeding, isn't it? Sister, wouldn't you say he's all about whoever feeds him?" My mom blushed; she felt Sister Chen Nan was implying that my mom was too indulgent towards me. My mom coughed, and I naturally let go of her hand.

After breakfast, my mom started washing clothes and mopping the floor, while Sister Chen Nan helped by picking vegetables and taking out the trash. When Sister Chen Nan saw me watching a variety show on the living room sofa, she was very dissatisfied. "Sister, your son does nothing at home? You're spoiling him too much; he has no self-reliance at all." My mother broke out in a sweat, went to her room to change into a dress, and chatted with Sister Chen Nan, who was standing by the bedroom door, without closing the door. "Not really," she said, "He's actually very capable. He cooks better than me, repairs appliances, and is very organized. His shop is very well-maintained. It's just that I'm too lazy to let him do anything at home." "You're practically the epitome of a virtuous wife and loving mother from the old society, like a child bride," Sister Chen Nan said meaningfully. "I've wanted to marry a wife like my mother for a long time. She used to really enjoy watching that TV series called 'The Mother's Wife.'" I walked over; my mother had just finished changing.

Sister Chen Nan was displeased. "Go away, go away! This is a private conversation between women. What are you interrupting for? Your mother is changing clothes!" "She's already changed, isn't she? Besides, it's not like I haven't seen her before," I said dismissively. "Don't tell me you've never changed clothes in front of your son! You take off your bra in front of him before bed, don't you?" I lowered my voice a little. "Last night, even though I didn't have time, I still interrupted you in the bathroom." Sister Chen Nan was a little flustered, her face turning red from my teasing. Pretending not to hear me, she ran to my mother's side, measured my mother's waist with her hand, and exclaimed with delight, "Sister, we're about the same size!" I looked closely, and it was true. Sister Chen Nan and my mother were almost the same height, my mother had a bit more fat around her waist, and Sister Chen Nan had thicker thighs. "My mother weighs 115 pounds, which is more than three pounds heavier than you,"

I blurted out immediately. Oh no, I just revealed Sister Chen Nan's weight! Isn't this blatantly accusing Sister Chen Nan and me of having an affair? Sister Chen Nan glared at me too. To ease the tension, she grabbed my mom's breasts with both hands and gently squeezed them. "Sis, all your fat has gone to here. No wonder you're three pounds heavier than me. What's your bra size?" My mom was amused by Sister Chen Nan. "Yours isn't small either. I'm about a cup size bigger than you. Does he think you're too small? He's really greedy!" My mom glanced at me when she said "he."

"No, my husband works in construction. He comes home and goes straight to sleep. He doesn't care how big my breasts are. But don't you wear a bra at home?" Sister Chen Nan was surprised. "Sometimes I wear it, sometimes I don't. I was sweating just now, and I was too lazy to shower, so I let it air out in the hot weather. If guests come, I'll go back to my room and put it on." My mom was very frank. It's true, she doesn't like wearing a bra at home in the hot weather anyway. My dad has told her off a few times, just like I often wear my underwear while watching TV on the sofa—it's not a big deal, just not very elegant. Later, my mom and I continued to do as we pleased. My dad, seeing that his persuasion was ineffective and that we rarely had guests or outsiders, stopped saying anything. "Is 'The Mother-in-Law' about child brides?" Sister Chen Nan asked thoughtfully. In my family environment, my mom loves me so much, and there's no separation between men and women in front of me, no concept of sons avoiding their mothers as they grow up. It's perfectly normal for me to have a mother complex. "Yes, first she's a mother to her young husband, and later she's a wife." My mom started tidying up clothes again; she can't stay still.

Having nothing to do this morning, I decided to watch a movie. I found a USB drive, plugged it into the TV, and randomly flipped through the movies. I found one I hadn't seen before, "Age-Bending Romance," which I'd forgotten when I downloaded, but I remembered not finishing it. "Come on, let's watch a movie!" We bought an LCD TV at home, but we rarely use it. My mom is always very enthusiastic when we watch movies. My friend Chen Nan and my mom sat down next to me, one on my left and one on my right. I instinctively put my right arm around my mom's waist to make her move closer. My mom was hugging a cushion, and I put my left hand on Chen Nan's thigh. Seeing that my mom's attention was focused on the movie, Chen Nan didn't push my hand away. The movie unfolded: two best friends who had always been close, both had unhappy marriages—one's husband had passed away, and the other's relationship with her boyfriend was strained. Their sons had grown up and were surfing together. Finally, one of the sons got together with his mother's best friend. They kissed, got intimate, and made love. There weren't many scenes, but it was still quite beautiful. Sister Chen Nan coughed. "These foreign movies are really something, always showing kissing." I disagreed. "It's just their lifestyle. In Japan, there are fathers and daughters, mothers and sons bathing in hot springs together, it's called furo." "What's wrong with bathing in a hot spring together?" Sister Chen Nan didn't understand. "Are you bathing naked with your son right now?" My question left Sister Chen Nan speechless. "The whole family bathes in the hot spring without clothes on, aren't they afraid of being seen? Isn't that indecent?" My mother was surprised. "The hot springs there are divided into individual rooms, so no one can see you. They bathe together as couples, families, and even strangers in the communal pool. They lock the door, so no one disturbs them." I explained casually. "No wonder Japanese movies are all about incest, those Japanese are perverts." Sister Chen Nan cursed. "Aren't they embarrassed? What if their father or son sees them?" My mother was curious. "They wrap themselves in a big towel before entering the bath, and you can put the towel wherever you want after you get in the water." I continued to explain. "You can't just stay covered up all the time, otherwise how can you shower?" Sister Chen Nan might have seen some Japanese hot spring housewife movies. "Sister Chen Nan is right, they help each other scrub their backs." I put my hand on Sister Chen Nan's inner thigh and gently touched it a few times, praising her for being clever. "Scrubbing backs is fine, but how can you not wear clothes?" My mom still couldn't accept it. Before, after showering, she would ask me to apply mentholatum to her, and if she lifted her clothes up without a bra, I could see below her breasts, and she didn't mind. "What's wrong with that? There's an old man in China who paints oil paintings. He's 61 years old and asked his 23-year-old daughter to be his nude model." I continued watching the movie. The plot progressed further. Another son discovered that his mother had been slept with by his friend. He was furious and went to his friend's mother to complain. He even tried to sleep with his friend's mother, but was rejected and slapped. Holy crap, what kind of movie is this? Real-life mother-swapping? That's too awesome! My mom cursed, "Good for you!" She grabbed my thigh tightly, not forgetting the previous topic, "What's wrong with painting oil paintings? The models in the paintings are so beautiful!" Seeing my mom's confusion, Sister Chen Nan said, "Sister, in oil painting nude art, the models aren't wearing clothes." My mom was surprised, "Huh? Not even underwear?" Sister Chen Nan shook her head. "Not even panties?" My mom persisted. "How can you paint nudes if they wear underwear? That's called sacrificing for art, openly being a pervert in the name of art." I was very disdainful of that painter; he was desperate for fame. My mom shoved me, "You're talking nonsense. That girl is just being considerate of her father." "She's considerate of her father, but does her father care about her? These oil paintings are everywhere online. She's exposing herself in front of her father; everyone will suspect her father is having an affair with her. Who would dare marry her? Her reputation will be ruined." "Not wearing clothes doesn't necessarily mean she's doing *that*." My mom still argued stubbornly. My hand accidentally slipped into the sleeve of my mother's skirt, and my right hand expertly reached her chest, my palm pressing against her breast. "Perhaps they, father and daughter, are innocent, but nobody believes it!" My mother stiffened, glancing guiltily at Sister Chen Nan. Although I often took advantage of her, it was usually through her clothes, and she happened to be without a bra. Our conversation touched on matters of the heart, and she had overheard the sounds of me and Sister Chen Nan having sex last night. Since my father rarely had sex with her, she had indeed been a little horny. After I went back to my room to sleep last night, she even secretly masturbated. She knew I had a mother complex, but I rarely crossed the line and didn't have sex with her. To my mother, as long as there was no sexual intercourse, even just touching her breasts or pinching her buttocks was seen as immaturity and she didn't think much of it. So, when I touched her breasts, she wasn't angry. Plus, she was so eager for me to marry her and afraid I'd become too infatuated with Sister Chen Nan, she didn't try to compete for my affections. She decided to sacrifice a little of her charm and tacitly approved of my inappropriate behavior. The movie plot then progressed further. After their individual struggles, the two mother-son pairs became attracted to each other, both experiencing relationships with younger men. The four of them formed two couples, successfully swapping mothers. The four of them were lying on a mat in bikinis. Holy crap, this Australian director is truly amazing.

Chen Nan was very unhappy. She got up, grabbed the remote, and prepared to watch TV. My mother gestured for me to remove my hand. I pulled my hand away, and for some reason, I first pinched my mother's nipple with my fingers before letting go of her sleeve. My mother was displeased; this action clearly had a sexual connotation. She slapped my head, "No manners! I'm going to cook." Chen Nan also went to the kitchen to chat with my mother, and the two middle-aged women chatted happily. After lunch, my mother went to play cards and asked Chen Nan if she wanted to join. Chen Nan said she wanted to take a nap. My mother first looked at me, then at Chen Nan, clearly afraid that the two of us, alone together, would get intimate again. I logged into my alternate QQ account and found that Chen Nan's husband and son were both online. Chen Nan's son sent a message saying that his mother had run off with someone again, and he asked me what to do. Damn it, I'm the one who ran off with your mother, and you're asking me what to do? I replied, "It's okay, she'll come back when she's tired of playing." Chen Nan's husband asked me if I'd ever slept with other men's wives, and if I knew any respectable women in the provincial capital who he wanted to meet. Seriously? Don't you know anything about respect? Do you think I'd be asking for your privacy? Or should I introduce you to your wife? I launched into a tirade against Chen Nan's husband and son. "You think I'll just go back because you tell me to? Who do you think you are, the provincial party secretary? Yes, I was at his house. I even slept with him last night. Did I do anything to betray you? No. Did we have sex? Yes, he fucked me once in the bedroom last night, and again in the bathroom, twice in total. Isn't that betraying you? No, no, no, you misunderstood. I'm his mistress. It's only natural for him to sleep with me!" Chen Nan seemed to be arguing with her husband, saying a lot of angry things. After a few exchanges, Chen Nan's eyes reddened. Although her relationship with her husband wasn't great, they had a good first few years of marriage. But ever since they bought a computer, and her husband became addicted to wife-swapping, their relationship had deteriorated. "Your son's staying at his classmate's? Your mother's staying at your sister's? You're home alone? Fine, I'll go back, I'll go back with him." Sister Chen Nan hung up the phone decisively. "Do you have any gas left in the car? Take me back!" I was a little reluctant. "Why don't you stay a couple more days?" "No, the problem between him and me needs to be resolved." Sister Chen Nan was very thoughtful. Going downstairs, I ran into my mother at the elevator. She was carrying several crucian carp. "Where are you going?" "Taking her back. Why aren't you playing cards?" I jingled my car keys. "There's someone selling crucian carp from Poyang Lake at the intersection. They're big and cheap, so I bought some to make soup tonight. Sister, why don't you stay a few more days?" My mother was unhappy. "No, something came up at home. I'll bother you again next time." Sister Chen Nan looked reluctant. "Okay." My mother agreed readily. "I won't be back tonight." I reminded her. "Where will you sleep?" my mother asked. "At her house." I pointed to Sister Chen Nan. "Huh?" My mom was surprised. "Isn't her son home?" My mom meant that someone was home, so you couldn't do anything reckless anymore. She could pretend not to hear if you slept with Chen Nan in front of her, but if you slept with her mother in front of her son, he'd definitely fight me to the death. I didn't say much. I filled up the gas tank in the city, got on the highway, and Chen Nan didn't say a word the whole way. I played Zhang Jia Toutiao's songs and drove straight to Chen Nan's house. Chen Nan's son and mother-in-law weren't home, but I was a little wary. Would Chen Nan's husband be furious and ready to fight me? "Brother, you play on the computer for a bit. My wife and I are going upstairs to talk about something." Chen Nan's husband was very polite, pouring me a cup of tea, preparing an ashtray, and flicking a cigarette into my hand. "I don't smoke, thank you." I waved my hand. "You cultured people are so refined, no wonder my wife likes you!" Chen Nan's husband gave an embarrassed smile, feeling somewhat awkward. It's true, I've slept with his wife countless times; her vagina is practically black from all the sex, and she won't even smoke a cigarette from him. I took the cigarette and reluctantly lit it. Chen Nan was very embarrassed. Even if their feelings for each other were distant, she didn't want to see her husband bowing down to please me, her lover. She pulled her husband upstairs to talk, while I used the computer downstairs. Chen Nan's son had installed The Elder Scrolls V, which he used to pass the time. That evening, Chen Nan's husband cooked dinner, and Chen Nan chatted with me in the downstairs bedroom. "I slept with him this afternoon, are you angry?" Chen Nan seemed to have done something wrong. She had indeed promised me before that she felt her husband wanted to swap wives, that he was dirty, and that he had had affairs, so she only wanted to have sex with me; her body and soul belonged to me. "He's your husband, I'm just your second husband. Would you stop me from consummating our marriage after we get married?" "No, but I'll be jealous." Sister Chen Nan touched my thigh. "Yes, I'll just be a little jealous, but I won't be angry. Instead, I'll be happy for you and your brother." My attitude was very sincere. Sister Chen Nan relaxed. "My husband told me his thoughts, about wife-swapping, cuckoldry, incest, etc. I also told him about my Oedipus complex and my son's Oedipus complex." Sister Chen Nan surprised me; this was probably the first time her husband had calmly communicated with her. "For example, I still don't approve of wife-swapping, but I'll understand him. As for cuckoldry, I can't have sex with other people, but I can accommodate his sexual fantasies. We only have one son. He has an Oedipus complex, we can pretend we don't know, but we must guide him properly. I don't want him to be like you." "What about me?" I was unhappy. "You dared to put your hand inside your mother's clothes and touch her breasts right in front of me, what else is wrong?" It turned out Sister Chen Nan had seen it that morning. "Uh..." I was speechless. "Do me a favor, okay?" Sister Chen Nan was a little embarrassed. "Let's play a game. You'll be my son for a day." It turned out to be a mother-son role-playing game. "No problem." "You also have to call my husband 'Dad.'" Sister Chen Nan felt that this condition was hard for me to accept. I was a little annoyed. Calling someone else 'Dad' meant he was my father, and could openly sleep with my mother and have sex with her. "So, do we still have to sleep together tonight?" I realized something was wrong. "Yes, but the three of us will sleep together." Sister Chen Nan still seemed embarrassed. Hearing this, my penis became as hard as steel. Eating, showering, I had never looked forward to the night so much. I went to bed first, put on some underwear, and then Sister Chen Nan took a shower, coming over in a black nightgown. Sister Chen Nan's husband was the last to shower. "Where's your dad?" Sister Chen Nan got into character. "Taking a shower?" "Put some cooling balm on me," Sister Chen Nan naturally ordered. I lifted up the nightgown, and Sister Chen Nan was wearing a red lace panty, her buttocks were round and very attractive. I started by rubbing her back, then moved my hands to Chen Nan's breasts. "Mom, does it feel good?" "You naughty thing, your dad's not here, and you're just bullying your mom," Chen Nan said coquettishly. "Who told you not to wear a bra? How can you blame me? Mom, you're so well-maintained, your breasts don't sag much." "I'm getting old, your dad doesn't even want to touch me anymore," Chen Nan shook her head. I continued rubbing the menthol down, pulling down her panties to reveal some pubic hair, the area around her anus being a bit darker. I inserted my finger into Chen Nan's anus. "Mom, you even let Dad fuck your anus?" I asked, a little jealous. "That scoundrel of yours, he said sex wasn't exciting enough and he had to try something new. I just put some baby oil on, and he fucked me once. It wasn't comfortable, so I let it go." "Mom, since Dad's already fucked you, can you let me fuck you once too?" I said, half-jokingly, though I had never actually fucked Chen Nan's anus before. "Go away, your dad and I are a legally married couple. He can do it, but you can't. Son, Mom was wrong. I spoiled you too much, which is why I allowed you to touch my butt and breasts. But Mom absolutely cannot have sex with you. That's incest, a sin deserving of divine retribution." "Mom, why was incest forbidden in the past?" I wasn't bad at playing the role. "Incest will produce idiots." Sister Chen Nan seemed to be fully immersed in the role of mother. "Mom, didn't you get an IUD? Anyway, you can't have children, so just let me have sex with you once." I used my hand to touch Sister Chen Nan's vulva through her underwear. There were already wet stains on the crotch of her underwear. "No, Mom can't let you suffer." I pulled down my underwear, my penis was erect, the glans exposed. I took Chen Nan's hand. "Mom, but I feel uncomfortable." Chen Nan took the opportunity to grasp my penis and started masturbating me. I put my hand inside Chen Nan's underwear, and she didn't stop me. I inserted my middle finger into Chen Nan's vagina and started masturbating her. If Chen Nan's husband saw this, it would be a beautiful picture of motherly love and filial piety. Chen Nan masturbated me for a few moments, and seeing that I hadn't ejaculated yet, she glared at me, hesitated for a moment, and then lowered her head to take my penis into her mouth. My penis entered her warm, wet cavity. Chen Nan's tongue was very agile. She carefully licked my penis, the glans, and paid special attention to my testicles, groin, and urethral opening. She even licked my butt crack, and her tongue could even reach into my anus and sweep around. Under such multiple stimulations, I almost ejaculated. Seeing that this wasn't working, Sister Chen Nan lifted her nightgown, applied mentholatum to her breasts, and squeezed her cleavage between them, clamping my penis between her breasts. "Come on, move yourself." So this was the legendary breast play. I treated Sister Chen Nan's cleavage like a vagina and started thrusting, but even though my penis was burning hot, I couldn't ejaculate. Sister Chen Nan, at her wit's end, gestured for me to lie down. She found the right spot and slid my penis near her vagina. Before I knew it, the head of my penis was completely inside her vagina.Sister Chen Nan grinned mischievously, "Son, Mom didn't do it on purpose, it was just an accident, okay? Keep it a secret, okay?" At this moment, Sister Chen Nan's husband finally finished showering and walked into the room. He saw Sister Chen Nan sitting on me. Although he was somewhat prepared, he still felt very excited. The feeling of seeing his wife being fucked was so great. Sister Chen Nan's husband's underwear was already bulging. He asked sternly, "What are you two doing?" Sister Chen Nan's voice was very sweet, "Honey, we're playing a game." I nodded quickly, raised my upper body, and did sit-ups. Due to the movement of my body, my penis, which was inserted into Sister Chen Nan's vagina, was sometimes shallow and sometimes deep. "We're exercising." Sister Chen Nan's skirt covered our lower bodies. Her buttocks moved up and down, and her vagina and my penis rubbed quickly. Her voice became softer and softer, and she was almost crying, "Honey... I... am playing around with our son... He keeps saying that he's fat... so I'm sitting on our son, I'm going to crush you... crush you..." Sister Chen Nan excitedly lifted her skirt, and our lower bodies were clearly exposed in front of Sister Chen Nan's husband. Sister Chen Nan's husband watched my penis going in and out of Sister Chen Nan's little cunt, his eyes glued to it. Chen Nan's husband deliberately said, "Why do I smell something strange?" I explained, "It might be because the ventilation is poor, so we turned on the air conditioner." I gestured for Chen Nan to stand up, and I penetrated her from behind, our bodies pressed together. I reached my hand inside Chen Nan's nightgown and grabbed her breasts. Chen Nan's husband looked at us, "Son, why are you naked?" "I spilled water on my underwear, and I just took it off to change, but my mom said she didn't have any underwear to change into, so I have to go naked for the night. I'll just sleep with a blanket anyway." "Then why did you put your hand inside your mom's skirt?" "We're going to demonstrate conjoined twins, and I'm afraid my mom will fall, so I have to support her." While I was fucking Chen Nan, I walked around the room. When I got to the computer desk, I gestured for Chen Nan to hold onto the desk with both hands. I held Chen Nan's buttocks from behind and began my final thrust. Chen Nan's husband spoke again, "Why is your mom slumped over the computer desk?" "My mom's tired, I'm riding her like a horse, giddy up!" I slapped Chen Nan's buttocks, leaving faint handprints on her plump, white bottom. My hips pounded against her buttocks rapidly. Plus, it was Chen Nan's first time having sex with me in front of her husband, so her vagina was tightly clenched, squeezing me forcefully a few times. My penis couldn't hold back any longer, and all my semen shot into Chen Nan's vagina. The semen overflowed, dripping onto the floor, staining our pubic and pubic hair with our love juice. Chen Nan's husband told us we were done, "Then why is your mom also naked? Doesn't she have any underwear to change into?" "No, I was riding my mom just now—"

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