Searching for a biological mother with whom incest is permissible.

I am of mixed Chinese and American descent. I only know that I was born in Hong Kong, and when I was five years old, I moved to Taiwan with my parents
.

My father is a Chinese American who built his fortune from scratch, becoming a very wealthy man with several large
companies and factories. Because I am his only son, after I graduated from high school, my father wanted me to study international trade
so that I could take over his vast business after he retired. It was only natural for a son to inherit his father's business.

My mother is a very beautiful and sexy blonde, blue-eyed American woman. Because she lives a very
pampered and takes excellent care of herself, she doesn't look like a 41
-year-old woman with a son at all.

She looked like a woman in her thirties, with a beautiful face, captivating
eyes . Her fair skin seemed to radiate moisture, and her curvaceous figure, neither too thin
nor too plump, exuded the sensuality of a mature woman. Her breasts, in particular, seemed poised to burst through her clothes at any moment, and her round, pert buttocks
would often jiggle as she flirted and posed, leaving the men in the neighborhood
dazzled .

When I was nineteen, my father, unable to resist the constant urging of his friends to drink at a banquet,
returned home slightly drunk. Tragically, that road home became a one-way trip, and he was gone forever.

After my father's death, only my mother and I remained. I shouldered the burden of supporting the family,
inheriting my father's business. At a young age, I became the president of several large companies, navigating the business world and, in just a few
years expanding the companies to an even larger scale and surpassing my father's reputation.

On my twentieth birthday, my mother suddenly told me, with great emotion, about my origins: I
wasn't their biological son. I was adopted by them at an orphanage in Hong Kong when I was three,
and later came to the United States with them.

She didn't know who my biological parents were; she only heard from their former employees that my mother
was young and worked as a bartender in Wan Chai, and my father was an unknown American sailor.
Shortly after my birth, my mother sent me to a church-run orphanage and never saw me again
. Hearing this shocked me. No wonder I didn't look like my parents at all; they
were only my adoptive parents.

*** *** *** ***

This year, seeing that the company was on track, I decided to take a two-week vacation to travel. I chose
Hong Kong because it's where I was born. Returning to this place might be a way of remembering my mother,
or perhaps to try and find some memories of my childhood.

I've visited some historical sites in the New Territories, and even the orphanage where I lived as a child, but
it's been demolished, and I can no longer find any memories there.

That evening, I took a taxi to Wan Chai. The car passed by rows of bars on Lockhart Road, their neon
signs , and I got out. There were many bars, and I went into one.

Pushing open the door, I found the interior dimly lit, with few customers. The bar girls were huddled together in twos and threes,
laughing and joking , seemingly oblivious to the worries outside, only hoping for customers.

I sat down in a high-backed booth near the bar and ordered a beer. Just as the beer arrived, a
woman in her early twenties approached me, sat down beside me without any hesitation, smiled sweetly at me,
and said in English, "Buy me a drink."

The woman was very pretty, and I happily nodded.

"My name is Ah-Li," she introduced herself.

"My name is George," I replied.

"Are you a tourist?" Ah-Li asked.

I nodded and replied in Cantonese, "Yes, but I was born here."

"Ah, that's great, you're practically half Hong Kong now," Ah Li said happily.

Ah Li was witty and quick-witted, and after a beer, we'd become quite familiar with each other.

Ah Li asked if I needed a guide for the next couple of days, and she was happy to do it, though it would cost a service fee of four
thousand dollars , with extra charges for bedroom services.

I liked Ah Li a lot, so I readily agreed, and we left the bar hand in hand. I thought to myself, this
is probably how my parents met.

That night, Ah Li came back to the hotel with me. Ah Li was quite professional; once we got back, she
immediately bathed and massaged me, washing every inch of my body clean.

After the bath, Ah Li put on my loose pajamas, completely naked underneath. Perhaps it was her profession, but
she didn't hesitate to throw herself into my arms, and we shared a passionate kiss.

I unbuttoned her clothes, slipped my hand inside, and caressed her full breasts,
kneading a while. Ah Li gasped softly, her body seemingly limp against me.

Her skin was incredibly smooth; the rough skin of American girls couldn't compare. I was truly
captivated . When I touched that area of her vulva, I was burning with desire.

I quickly removed her clothes and
rubbed my already hard penis against her labia, which were already oozing with lustful fluid.

Ah Li quickly succumbed to my teasing, saying softly, "No... I... can't... take
it... anymore..."

I knew what she meant and, impatient as ever, thrust forward, easily
penetrating her vagina.

Ah Li reacted strongly, gripping my hand tightly, a captivating smile spreading across her lips. Her
smile only fueled my ecstasy, my excitement intensifying. My penis hardened further, and I immediately began
a series of thrusts.

Ah-Li was panting heavily from my thrusting, occasionally letting out cries. Although these cries might have been professional,
they still gave me a great sense of heroism.

Perhaps because I was too tired from the day, I quickly surrendered and drifted off to sleep in Ah-Li's arms.

*** *** *** ***

The next day, I woke up to Ah-Li's passionate kisses.

She took my hand and said, "Get up, today we'll go to Aberdeen for seafood."

After the seafood meal, I strolled around Aberdeen with Ah-Li for a while, then asked her, "Miss Ah-Li,
what's our next activity?"

Ah Li said, "It will surprise you. I can provide a secret paradise where you'll
have a once-in-a-lifetime experience. But I must warn you, this place isn't for everyone
, and it will cost a lot of money—over HKD 50,000. Are you willing?"

HKD 50,000 wasn't a small sum, but it was nothing to me. I guessed that secret
place must be a vibrant and extravagant den of iniquity. I made up my mind to try my luck.

"If you think it's worth it, then I'm fine with it," I shrugged. I trusted Ah Li to be a good
companion .

"Okay, I'll make a call first. You need to prepare over HKD 50,000."

After Ah Li finished speaking, she made a call, arranged a time and place with the other party, and we went to the bank together
to withdraw HKD 50,000 in cash. After getting into a taxi, Ah Li instructed the driver to take us to a building in Wan Chai.
Near Ah Li had me board a minibus with the windows covered from the inside. At that moment, I felt a bit
adventurous, but also quite excited. I didn't know where the car went, nor did I calculate how long it had traveled, but I
felt that the car had boarded a ferry.

After I and several other people in the car got off, a young woman led us into the cabin, where
dozens of men were already waiting. After a while, more people arrived, and the ferry set sail;
we couldn't see . Later, the ferry stopped, and everyone went to the deck. The surrounding sea stretched endlessly, and the ferry was moored
next to a luxury cruise ship.

Our group boarded the cruise ship, where many young and beautiful young women were waiting for us, one for each person.
Many of the men seemed to be regulars, entering the ship as if they knew the way.

I was greeted by a young woman in a green dress, who smiled and said, "Welcome, sir, to 'Dreamland.'
Please follow me."

I followed her to a room on the next deck, which was lavishly furnished. I sat down on a sofa, where there
was a machine. The young woman in the green dress pressed a button, and a small door opened. She then had me put
all into the small door, and then press another button, which slowly closed the door. After a while, the door
opened again, and the money was gone, replaced by a necklace with a heart-shaped pendant.

The woman in green pointed to a display screen on the pendant, like the face of a digital watch, and said, "This is
the amount of money you just put into the machine."

I looked at it, and it was indeed that number.

The woman in green pointed to the tip of the heart-shaped pendant and said, "There's a computer reader here, also
called an electronic scanner. The women in 'Dreamland' all have a computer tag. If you want
to get close to them, you just swipe on their tags so they can count with the company. Also, some of
the equipment inside uses this to calculate fees."

I asked, "How much does it cost here? Will I have enough money?"

She smiled and said, "Don't worry, your balance can be read on the pendant at any time. Please have a seat, someone will come to assist you
in a moment ."

The woman in green personally put the necklace on for me, then opened the door and left.

A moment later, the door opened, and a tall, beautiful middle-aged woman entered. She was in her forties, with a
captivatingly charming appearance. Upon entering, she said, "Welcome to 'Dreamland.' Sir, what's your name?"

"My name is George."

"My name is Nan Yin, and I'm the proprietress."

"Oh dear, how could I accept such a personal invitation from the proprietress?" "

This is your first time visiting our establishment, and you were recommended by Ali. Of course, we want to give you a grand welcome
."

"You're too kind." "

What kind of ladies would Mr. George like to accompany him? We have everything."

Nan Yin took out several photo albums and opened one of them. I noticed it was filled with
nude photos . Each page featured a girl in a seductive pose; some sat with their legs wide open,
others stood with their thighs pressed together, and there were close-ups of their genitals. Below each photo were their names, ages, dates
of birth , zodiac signs, and so on.

"All the girls here are in their teens or twenties, take your pick."

Nan Yin was right, these girls were all very cute, and for a moment I didn't know
who to choose.

Seeing that I didn't react, Nan Yin thought I didn't like these girls, and said with a smile, "If you want something unusual
, that's fine too, as long as you can think of it, we have it here."

"Unusual? What's unusual?"

Nan Yin smiled and took out another photo album, handed it to me, and said, "Everything in here is unusual, but
it's a bit expensive, and some require reservations."

I opened it, and the first page read—"Underage Virgins."

A beautiful and pure little girl was naked, her hair tied in childish braids, smiling playfully and cutely,
her eyes slightly narrowed, her snow-white chest with two slightly protruding small breasts, beautifully perky upwards. Her breasts were indeed still small,
but they had already developed to the size of a peach, with two small pink nipples, which looked
rather delicate.

Her lower abdomen was perfectly flat, curving gracefully where it met her slender thighs. Above this
were two surprisingly large, tightly joined, pink labia majora, forming a deep,
folded rose prominently from a small mound, its sides bare and very noticeable. The groove appeared deep,
its sides so tightly joined that nothing inside was visible. I felt it truly resembled something described in erotic novels
, like a pink flower bud.

Nan Yin laughed and said, "This girl is only thirteen years old this year, still a middle school student. She's only doing this because her mother
owes . I checked her naked yesterday, and she really is a virgin. Look, her
skin is so smooth and fair, her pubic area is completely bare, not even a hair has grown yet."

I laughed and said, "Looking at her, I can tell she's definitely a
virgin. But I think virgins can't compare to married women in terms of allure. The reason they're so precious is because it
's their first time, but like a green apple, they're astringent and don't wag their hips to greet you."

Nan Yin said, "You like married women? Yes, there are many more later."

I turned the page, and the second page was—"The Lewd Housewife."

Below are nude photos of seven or eight young women around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. They are all naturally beautiful, some with long
hair and some with short hair. Most of them have great figures, with prominent curves in their breasts, which are like a pair of firm, pointed peaks
. Some have countless thick, black pubic hairs on their mons pubis, a jet-black, glossy, and attractive patch; others
have smooth, flat genitals, making them "white tigers," which have a unique charm.

Nan Yin pointed to the nude photos of these young women and said, "They're all around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, newly married young
women
. Some are stay-at-home wives, and some work in office buildings during the day and do part-time work here at night. Look, their waists are all slender, and there are no stretch marks on their bellies, guaranteeing they haven't given birth. Their vaginas
aren't too loose, and they're experienced. So, which one do you like? I'll arrange it for you."

I looked at the album; there were many more to come, so I said to Nan Yin, "I want to look at them all before I choose, okay?"

"Of course, you can look for as long as you want. I'm not rushing you."

I turned the page, and next was—"Mature Middle-Aged Women."

Several middle-aged women, around thirty or forty years old, were all voluptuous, their large, full breasts and buttocks exuding
the sensuality of mature women. After all, they were women who had given birth; their breasts were very full, but
they had also begun to sag a little. Their nipples were somewhat dark, with a few small holes on them, a result of
breastfeeding .

Because they had given birth, their lower abdomens were slightly protruding, but not overly bloated; they looked just right. Although
their labia majora were a deep purple, clearly indicating they had experienced countless sexual encounters
, each opening was perfectly formed, showing that their bodies were in a mature stage.

Nan Yin said, "They are all mothers who have given birth, each one experienced, and possesses maternal
tenderness consideration, which can satisfy your men's Oedipus complex."

Looking at the nude photos of several middle-aged women, I felt a stronger
desire . Did I also have a perverted fetish for Oedipus complex? I shook my head, somewhat disdainful that I even had incestuous
thoughts.

I continued to turn the page, and next came—"Elderly Grandmothers."

Several nude photos of women in their sixties appeared. Except for one who was quite voluptuous and heavily made up, making
her more pleasing to the eye, the others were all old and ugly, with white hair and wrinkles all over their bodies. One of
her teeth was almost all gone, her breasts sagged down to her stomach, and her vulva was loose and shockingly large.
Her labia minora were very large and protruding, dark and droopy, with many wrinkles, making her look terrible.

I laughed and said, "Wow, she's so old and toothless, yet still so promiscuous. I wonder if they still get wet down there?
If not, then they must be using lubricant."

Nan Yin said, "Women at this age generally don't get wet anymore and need lubricant. There's only one
exception . She's already sixty-one years old, and her vulva still gets wet, more than those twenty-something women. And
she has sex at least once a day. If no man is with her, she'll use a plastic dildo to have sex with herself."

"Wow, that's amazing. But even though they're so old, do people still call them?"

Nan Yin said. "You know what, there are several clients here who like women this old. Last time,
one client even complained they weren't old enough and asked me to find him a woman in her seventies, but we haven't
found one yet. There was also a teenager who always wanted to have sex with these women in their sixties, and
he seemed really excited about it."

I laughed and said, "This is truly a case of an old hole swallowing a young chick."

I turned the page, and next was—"Plump Fat Women."

Before me were several standard nude photos of fat women. They were quite attractive, with plump, fleshy bodies.
Two mounds of flesh piled up on their chests, and two large, sagging breasts that swayed like winter melons. Their bellies were piled high with thick layers
of fat, like the abdomen of a pregnant woman. The only difference was that the excess fat was clearly divided into three sections. The groin
area bulged and throbbed like a steamed bun, the thick genitals seemingly waving and swollen with pride.

None of the fat women had pubic hair; their enormous vaginas were almost the size of a hand, the flesh incredibly plump,
the two thick, fleshy labia majora bulging high like half a large ball. Between the labia minora, a
bright truly astonishing.

I curiously examined the genitals of the fat women, exclaiming, "Wow, these women are really fat, all
flesh!"

"Some people just like these plump, full-figured middle-aged fat women. They say fat women have more flesh
in their vaginas , making sex more sensual, and watching
the flesh jiggle on top of a fat, soft woman is very pleasurable."

"I'd really like to try it sometime."

I turned the page, and next was—"A heavily pregnant woman."

The photos showed four heavily pregnant women, all nude. Except for one woman with relatively small breasts, the other three
had full breasts. Their areolas, due to pregnancy, had spread into swollen, light brown rings. In the center of each large,
brown areola was an alluring nipple, about an inch and a half in size, the size of a grape, slightly drooping.
Their pale bellies, adorned with faint gray stretch marks, made them all look incredibly beautiful.
It was the first time I'd ever seen nude photos of pregnant women, and I found a strange kind of allure in them.

Nan Yin pointed to the nude photos of the heavily pregnant women and said, "They're all pregnant for the first time. This one's four months, these
two are seven months, and this one's nine months along. She'll be giving birth in a few days, but I don't know if she's given birth yet.
If you want to hire them, you have to make an appointment by phone."

I exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, their bellies are so big, and they're still out doing this? Aren't they afraid of hurting the
babies inside?"

Nan Yin said, "Of course they are. That's why our rules require that another
woman serve them, and you have to pay double the service fee. They also require positions that won't put pressure on the belly, to be gentle,
not to go too deep, not to go too fast, and not to ejaculate inside."

"Wow, so many requirements!"

"Of course, if things go wrong, someone could die."

I turned the page, and next was—"Sexy Persian Cat."

Below were nude photos of seven or eight beautiful blonde, blue-eyed Caucasian women. Caucasian women are indeed somewhat different.
They all had great figures, with prominent curves. Their vaginas and nipples were mostly pink, with very few black ones.
Their pubic hair was also blonde, the same color as their hair.

Nan Yin pointed to the nude photos of these white women and said, "These are Russian, these are American.
They're all young and good at it, but you grew up in America, so you've probably tried them."

I nodded and said, "Yes, I've tried a few. Maybe it's a cultural thing, but they seem more
open, like in porn. The only downside is that Western women are big in everything—tall, with
large , but their vaginas are also large, their labia and clitoris are bigger than those of Eastern women."

Nan Yin added, "Their penises are big too."

I smiled, turned the page, and then—"Crazy Black Women."

Before me were nude photos of several black women, their skin smooth and glossy like jade, their breasts firm, their labia majora
deep black, but when opened, the inside of their vaginas was a vibrant blood red.

Nan Yin laughed and said, "You've been to America, you must have tried these black girls, right?"

"No, not really. Seeing them all covered in black oil, like charcoal, never really aroused my interest."

I turned the page, and next was—"Debauched Group Sex."

The nude photos all showed a man with several women, completely naked, engaging in various debauched group sex acts.
There were two or three women, sometimes seven or eight. The most striking was a nude photo of five women and one man. In the photo, the man
's penis was inserted into the vagina of a pretty girl, while two little girls were lying on their stomachs like dogs, licking
the pretty girl's breasts. The man's two hands were inserted into the two little girls' vaginas from behind.

In front, a woman sat on the pretty girl's face, making the pretty girl lick her vagina, and forcefully
pushing against the pretty girl to prevent her body from moving forward. She leaned over and kissed the man. The most exciting part was that there was another woman
behind him , who hugged the man and pressed her plump, white breasts against his back, while
her buttocks pushed against his.

Nan Yin laughed and said, "This means several women will serve you together. You can decide the number yourself; the women can be
chosen from those listed above. Surrounded by women, enjoying endless bliss—isn't that what you men want most?"

I said, "But there's only one penis, but several vaginas."

Nan Yin laughed and said, "That requires the man to have strong sexual ability to enjoy himself to the fullest. Although
there's only one penis, you can use your fingers and tongue instead, taking turns. And while you're doing it,
other women will kiss every sensitive part of your body, from your ears down to the soles of your feet,
licking your anus and between your toes. It will definitely make you tremble with pleasure."

"Hearing you say that, I really want to try it,"

Nan Yin said. "If you want to try, I recommend these two twin sisters; they're a pair of famous sex toys
."

"What kind of famous sex toys? What's the secret?" I asked.

"The hole that brings you pleasure, sister, is like a multi-tiered structure, while my sister's enchanting hole is
like , filled with fleshy growths. You'll have to try it to find out the benefits. Besides, they're
twins, so they're in sync and work together perfectly."

At this point, I finished looking through the album. There was another one over there, and I pointed to it, gesturing for Nan Yin to bring it over.

Nan Yin obediently handed it to me, saying, "This is for female clients and some perverts; it probably isn't suitable for you."

I opened it anyway. The first page read—"Strong Male Escorts."

The following pages were all nude photos of young men, each page showing a naked man, all
very strong, with large, erect penises.

Nan Yin laughed and said, "We have many rich women who come here often. These men are all very capable
and professional. No matter how old or ugly those nymphomaniacs are, they will
treat them like beauty queens, guaranteeing to make them completely submissive and bring them endless pleasure."

I turned the page, and next was—"Huge Penis".

What appeared before me were nude photos of three men, the most peculiar thing being that their penises were all extremely huge, thick and long
with bulging veins, and huge glans protruding, as big as a child's fist, gleaming with a dark purplish-
red light.

I exclaimed in surprise, my face showing astonishment. "My God, what is this?"

"It's a penis. You don't even recognize this?"

"I know it's a penis, but I've never seen one this big. Wow... God, it's
terrifying ! This... this could kill someone..."

"That's right. Girls who haven't had children have smaller vaginas and can't accommodate this thick penis,
let alone virgins. If it went in, they'd be fucked to death. Only
married can give them a good time."

"You must have tried it, right? Was it comfortable?"

"This is a treasure that women dream of. Women who know their stuff will be eager to spread
their legs and let it in when they see this size... But honestly, after I tried it, I felt very good, but it wasn't comfortable."

Very good but uncomfortable, what kind of theory is that? But I didn't have time to care. I turned the page again, and then
there was—"Young virgins."

The next few pages were nude photos of young boys. The boys, their faces flushed, stood with erect, round, and
smooth penises. Unlike adults, their penises weren't thick and dark; they were a pale color and hadn't even grown pubic hair yet.

I pointed at the photos and asked, "Are they really virgins?"

Nan Yin laughed and said, "Silly boy, men don't have a hymen to prove their virginity like women do. As long as they're young
, they can always claim to be virgins."

I asked, "With such small penises, can they satisfy those horny, resentful women?"

Nan Yin said, "Those middle-aged resentful women like these little boys, just like middle-aged men like little
girls ."

I turned the page, and next was—"Homosexual Mirror."

Several nude photos showed several women together, naked, embracing and making various provocative gestures.
There were pairs, groups of three; some were kissing, touching each other's breasts, performing oral sex, their vaginas rubbing against each other
, and some even using dildos.

Nan Yin said, "This is a service provided to tofu girls who have homosexual tendencies."

I asked with a smile, "Do you have that kind of fetish?"

Nan Yin said, "I don't have that kind of fetish, but I've tried it."

"So, do you prefer rubbing against women or doing that kind of thing with men?"

"I like both. Rubbing against women is easy and feels soft, different from what men do.
The pleasure from having sex with a man is like eating candy, a sweet and comfortable enjoyment with a bit of
burning pain; rubbing against women is like eating a candied lemon, a sour and itchy feeling."

I smiled and turned the page, which was followed by—"The Queen's Enjoyment."

The following pages were all nude photos of a woman being penetrated by several men at the same time. One woman was being penetrated by two men,
one in her vagina and the other in her anus; another woman was not only being penetrated in her vagina and anus, but also had a
penis and another in her hand.

The most amazing one was a woman having sex with seven men at the same time. First, a man lay on his back below, and the woman
lay on top of him while he inserted his penis into her anus. Another man stood in front and slowly inserted his penis into the woman's
vagina . Then, another man knelt on the woman's head, holding her head and using his mouth as if he were having sex with her vagina. Another man
rode on the woman's chest, cupping her breasts and playing with her nipple play, thrusting his penis in and out of her cleavage. The woman's small hands
grasped and stroked the penises of two men, and her small legs clamped and stroked the penis of another man.

I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, I always thought women only had three holes and could only
satisfy three men at a time. I never imagined a woman could have sex with seven men at the same time."

Nan Yin said proudly, "That's nothing. The most we've ever seen here is a woman
having sex with forty men."

"Forty men? Don't be ridiculous. A woman only has three holes, how could she have sex with forty men at the same time
?"

"Of course not at the same time, it was forty men taking turns, constantly having sex with her."

"Wow, how come a woman would be willing to be gang-raped by forty men?"

Nan Yin recalled, "She was a rich woman in her thirties. She said she wanted to experience what it was
like to be gang-raped by men, and asked me to arrange for forty men to gang-rape her. She also demanded that no matter how much she begged or resisted,
they couldn't stop. As a result, the rich woman was gang-raped by forty men for twenty hours. Her labia majora were red and swollen, and
she couldn't even walk the next day. She had to lie in bed for several days to recover."

I reached out and touched between Nan Yin's legs, and asked with a smile, "So, what's the most men you've ever been
gang-raped ?"

Nan Yin pushed my hand away and said, "Hey, don't keep asking me these questions, okay?"

I smiled and turned the page, which was followed by—"Hermaphrodites."

What appeared before me was a nude photograph of what appeared to be either a man or a woman. She had long, glossy black hair, a
round face, a pointed chin, large, bright eyes, and exceptionally seductive, full lips. She possessed
a woman's proportionate body, a slender waist, full breasts, and long, shapely legs; overall,
she was undeniably a sexy woman. However, instead of the typical mound of flesh between her legs, she had
a prominent, erect penis.

I chuckled and asked, "Are these 'transvestites' usually men or women?"

Nan Yin laughed, "Both. These transvestites can have sex with women and be had sex with men, especially suitable
for men and women with homosexual tendencies."

I asked, "When men have sex with these transvestites, do they have anal sex?"

"Yes. We used to have a hermaphrodite here, but unfortunately she married a man recently."

"Hermaphrodite? What hermaphrodite?"

"Her appearance is similar to these transvestites, but what's strange is that she has both a penis and a vagina,
although her penis is very small. She married a man with homosexual tendencies."

"This world is truly bizarre."

I chuckled and turned the page, which was followed by—"Conquering Sexual Sadomasochism."

Before me were a series of sadomasochistic nude photos. A beautiful, naked woman was bound
tightly with ropes , her genitals exposed, a vibrator inserted into her vagina. Following her were photos of women hanging upside down, being whipped,
having their breasts clamped, being dripped with wax, receiving enemas, and urinating…

I exclaimed in surprise, “My God, what is this?”

Nan Yin laughed, “How can you be so old-fashioned? You don’t even know SM? SM is sadomasochism. It was originally popular
in the West , then it became even more popular in Japan, and now it’s starting to become popular in Hong Kong.”

I looked at the naked, bound women, their faces showing a mixture of pain and ecstasy, and asked, “
Are these women all doing this willingly?”

“Of course, they’re all perverted women who enjoy torturing and being tortured. The more intense
the torture , the more comfortable and satisfied they are.”

I asked with a smile, “Have you ever tried it?”

Nan Yin said, “I don’t have that kind of sadomasochistic fetish, and I haven’t tried it.”

"I'm not interested in torturing women either, but I'd still have to try it if I got the chance."

I turned the page, and next was—"Perverted Bestiality."

The nude photos showed an elegant and sexy middle-aged woman, naked and bent over, performing
oral sex on a large wolfhound lying on the ground. Behind her, another large wolfhound was on top of her, its penis embedded in
her vagina, the bodies of one woman and two dogs intimately connected.

I exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, how disgusting! Look, that wolfhound's penis is really inside that woman's
vagina . Why not be a human being instead of a dog?"

Nan Yin laughed and said, "Some people just have these special fetishes: some like sadomasochism, some
like underage girls, some like necrophilia. These women like being fucked by those beasts."

The following photos became increasingly insane and lewd. The middle-aged woman's vulva was exposed for bulls,
rams, stallions, and donkeys to have sex with, as well as eels, snakes… almost every kind of animal was represented, many of which
I had never seen or even heard of.

Seeing this made my legs weak, and I couldn't help but exclaim, "I always thought sex was just between men and women,
but it can be so diverse! Just looking at these photo albums makes this trip worthwhile."

Nan Yin laughed and said, "Life is short, only a few decades, so we should enjoy it while we can. So, have you chosen which
program?"

"Your shows are so amazing, I don't know which one to choose, or maybe I want to try them all."

"All of them? That would cost a lot of money, time, and effort."

"Money and time aren't a problem, I'll just do my best with the effort."

Hearing my generosity, Nan Yin happily said, "That's great!"

I looked at the last page; there were no photos, but rows and rows of text.

Curious, I asked, "What's this?"

Nan Yin said, "These are some role-playing sex games. You can choose one or design your own scenario.
We'll act out the scenario, satisfying your desires that you can't fulfill in daily life, venting your
frustrations , but it costs extra."

I looked at each row; the titles were—"Raping the Female Boss," "Seduce a Female Teacher,"
"Slutty Female Nurse," "Flirtatious Female Neighbor," "Climbing into Mother's Bed at Night," "Raping One's Own Daughter."
"Peeping at your older sister taking a bath," "Your younger sister's youthful vulva," "Your aunt's alluring body"...

I exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, so much incest!"

Nan Yin laughed and said, "Incest is a dream for many people, just as many scientists have said, men
have an 'Oedipus complex,' and women have an 'Oedipus complex.' But in reality, this is absolutely forbidden.
Here, we can fulfill people's unfulfilled desires, allowing them to simulate incest with their mothers, daughters, sisters, or cousins without moral pressure or social
condemnation .

"Or, if you want to pursue a girl you can't get, or a high-profile celebrity, just
provide your information, and we'll choose a woman who looks similar to her to play that role. How about it?
Did you ever peep at your mother, sister, or cousin while they were bathing when you were little, wanting to have sex with them? If so, we
can help you fulfill that wish. All of this is legal and doesn't violate any morals."

My heart pounded. I don't have a sister or cousin, only a mother. Even though she was
so alluring and beautiful, I would never think of having sex with her, because it was forbidden. Even
knowing she wasn't my biological mother, I never considered it.

As for my biological mother, I've never met her and don't know what she looks like. I came here
to find her, and I don't know if I'll find her. Perhaps I could try this method to experience what it's like to be reunited with my mother.
Anyway, there were no legal or moral concerns, so I pointed to "Climbing into
Mother's and said, "I want to try this program."

Nan Yin opened the photo album and pointed to the "Mature Middle-Aged Women" section, saying, "
Who do you want to choose? They're all old enough to be your mother."

I looked at the nude photos of those middle-aged women, each one exuding the sensuality of mature women. Just then, Nan Yin's
phone rang, and she stood up to answer it.

I watched Nan Yin, this robust and voluptuous middle-aged beauty, walk back and forth in front of me. She possessed
the air of a pampered noblewoman, with a captivatingly beautiful face, fair skin with a rosy glow, delicately arched eyebrows like crescent moons, large,
clear eyes with long, thin, jet-black eyebrows, a high, straight nose, and bright red
lips , full and naturally alluring. A bright red beauty mark graced the corner of her lips.

Most mesmerizing were her large, watery,
seductive eyes. Whenever they turned and glanced at someone, they seemed to hold a fire within, burning the heart and bewitching the soul.

Nan Yin possessed a height rarely seen in Eastern women, with a slender waist, resulting in particularly well-developed breasts and hips,
creating an exquisitely beautiful figure. She wore a light yellow, semi-transparent robe, through which one could clearly see a light blue
bra and tiny panties.

What was most captivating at first sight was her pair of large, full breasts, seemingly
twice . She had a smooth, jade-like abdomen, paired with a deep, well-like navel, and then there was the triangle area at the base of her thighs,
through two layers of thin gauze, one could see an incredibly full mons pubis, faintly visible, truly alluring.

I almost popped my eyes out when I saw her, staring intently at her body, thinking: perhaps I could ask
Nan Yin to be my partner. But if I asked, would she refuse?

Nan Yin finished her phone call and sat down, saying, "So, have you chosen your partner yet?"

"If I choose you, is that alright?"

"I..." Nan Yin said, somewhat surprised. "Don't joke around, I'm already this old."

I grabbed Nan Yin's hand and used my other hand to stroke her bare, rounded arm, saying, "What do you mean 'old'?
You're just the right age. Although you're past your prime, you're still incredibly charming. Look at your fair hands and feet,
so delicate and alluring. You're so sweet and lovely too. If I stripped you naked, you'd be such
a feast for the eyes ."

Nan Yin glanced at me seductively, tapped my face with her finger, and said in a coquettish voice, "Your mouth is
so sweet it could eat me alive."

I laughed and said, "Why do you say I want to eat you, Sister Yin? Actually, when we do 'that,' it's us men
who get our 'things' eaten by you women."

Nan Yin laughed and said, "What's so delicious about me? Those girls are all fresh and tender, that's what's delicious.
Although I introduce girls to you men with sexual needs every day, I haven't
done it myself for years. Besides, I have very high standards for men."

"How do you qualify? Tell me."

"First, you must be a strong young man, you qualify; second, your penis must be big enough,
well..."

Nan Yin said, her eyes glancing at my genitals. I reached down and pulled down my pants, and instantly, my rock-hard
penis sprang out. My penis was as thick and long as any man's, and what was even more special was
the enormous glans, as big as a child's fist, gleaming with a dark purplish-red light. Nan Yin pinched my penis with her fingers;
it was hot and hard to the touch. An uncontrollable excitement surged through my glans, and my penis suddenly grew several sizes,
standing erect and trembling as the glans swayed up and down.

I laughed and said, "How about it? Does my penis qualify?"

Nan Yin looked at my penis with surprise and exclaimed, "Wow... amazing... such a big penis...
hard and hot... ah... especially this big glans, it's a treasure every woman dreams of. Qualified, absolutely
qualified."

Nan Yin squeezed me a few more times before letting go and saying, "Thirdly, it's your skill in bed..."

I said, "You'll have to try to know." "

That's right, that's why I'm making this clear to you first: First, my price is twice as high as these women's;
second , if you ejaculate before I climax, the price will be doubled; but if you make me feel good, I
won't charge you a penny, how about that?"

I laughed, "Okay, deal, how shall we proceed?"

"Do you have any special requirements for the role of your mother?"

I remembered how much I liked my adoptive mother wearing a dress-style nightgown, so I also asked Nan Yin to wear such
clothes to bed.

Nan Yin nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go arrange it first, someone will come to take you later."

As she spoke, Nan Yin walked out of the room. As she walked, her slender waist swayed like a snake, and her full, round
buttocks swayed with her steps, as if rubbing her labia, which dazzled me.

I sat alone in my room, wondering: Would Nan Yin really do as I wished?
What would she look like lying on the bed? What would it feel like to touch her large breasts? Was her vagina
plump or thin, loose or tight, big or small? Was her pubic hair thick or sparse, long or short, coarse or fine…?

After a while, a young woman came in and handed me a piece of paper. I looked at it and saw that it contained the game
's plot settings. I glanced at it briefly, signaled to the young woman that I had memorized it, and she led
me out of the room to the door of another room, gesturing for me to open it and go in.

I gently turned the doorknob, swallowing hard, and tiptoed into the room, my legs trembling,
my whole body tense.

The room was dimly lit by only a small light bulb, but it didn't take long for my eyes to adjust
to the darkness, and I could see the room clearly.

To my left was a small cabinet, a stereo, and a television, while the bed was to my right. This game was set up as
my mother's room while my father was away on a business trip.

I tiptoed closer to the bed. Nan Yin, playing the mother, was lying on the bed,
a blanket covering her from the chest down, with a purple cloth draped over her exposed shoulders.

My heart felt like it was going to burst. Although I had had several sexual experiences, this was
my first time having sex like this. Even before entering the room, my groin had started to throb, and now it
was fully erect.

I stood by the bed, admiring Nan Yin's sleeping posture. She had her eyes closed, looking very peaceful and serene,
with a slight smile on her lips. Under the clear light, I could observe her properly. Her face
was rosy , making her exceptionally beautiful and charming. Below her high nose was a pair of perfectly full lips. Although she was
forty, by the standards of a typical middle-aged woman, she was very well-maintained. If it weren't for the few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes
that betrayed her secret, most people would have a hard time guessing her real age.

Looking at Nan Yin's beautiful face, which combined the charm of a mature woman with the kindness of a mother, I sincerely thought she was like a
goddess. Her face was different from my adoptive mother's; she had a more mature feminine beauty, and now she was
replacing my adoptive mother's image, and the incestuous factor deep in my blood stirred.

My trembling hand reached under the blanket. Slowly, my hand moved down, and Nan Yin's beautiful breasts
were revealed, wrapped in a semi-transparent purple silk nightgown, without a bra underneath. Although the light was dim, I could still
clearly see her full, round breasts, the dark areolas faintly visible, especially her two large nipples,
which were clearly impossible to hide, protruding like two cherries on her thin shirt, revealing a mysterious
atmosphere, as if beckoning to me.

I wanted to touch her large breasts, but I felt a little afraid. Although I knew the woman before me was nothing more than
an old prostitute unrelated to me, I saw her as the embodiment of both my adoptive and biological mothers.
A struggle arose within me, and facing those breasts, I became lost in a daze.

Soon, the desire hidden deep within me grew stronger and stronger; I could no longer suppress it. So, I slowly
unbuttoned the robe tied with a bow. At that moment, I felt an unprecedented happiness. The purple gauze
parted,
revealing .

I used my fingers to open the robe to the sides, and Nan Yin's snow-white skin drew my gaze. A pair of
full firm breasts immediately sprang forth before my eyes—perfect! Two snow-white, large, and full
breasts, rounded and plump, clung to her upper body, large and soft. Despite their fullness, they showed no
signs of sagging like those of a middle-aged woman; even lying on my back, the shape of her breasts remained unchanged.

With each breath Nan Yin took, her two heavy, large breasts swayed alluringly, their white flesh resembling
two snow-capped peaks. In the center of her brown areolas were enticing nipples, about an inch and a half in size, like grapes,
already slightly darkening, indicating that Nan Yin's body was in the prime of her life.

I never imagined that Nan Yin, at her age, would still possess such beautiful breasts. I stared, mouth agape,
drooling , as if I wanted to devour them whole. My eyes were bloodshot as I gazed at her breasts,
a bewildered expression on my face.

I gently cupped Nan Yin's breasts in my hands, kneading them back and forth. Nan Yin's breasts
were large ; my hands together could barely hold one, yet they didn't feel loose. My hands caressed Nan Yin's warm,
soft, round, and elastic breasts, like rubber balls. Ah, how soft they were! The feeling was indescribable
, a sensation I had never experienced before in my life!

My hands continued to knead the center of her breasts, and finally, my fingers felt
a —that was her nipple. Upon touching it, I gently
rubbed it with my thumb and middle finger. Under my rubbing, the nipple slowly swelled and hardened. I continued rubbing Nan Yin's nipple, starting
gently gradually increasing the pressure, then caressing her entire breast.

Nan Yin's breasts were round and soft, as soft as a baby's skin. It was the first time I had ever touched
such full breasts of a middle-aged woman; I had never felt anything like it before! Her skin seemed coated
with cream, deeply gripping my fingertips.

I stroked her breasts, and my lower body seemed to be stimulated as well; my penis, hidden beneath my jeans, began
to stir . I felt the physical changes within myself while gently kneading her breasts with my palms.

I playfully licked Nan Yin's delicate nipple with my tongue, sucking on it completely,
unconsciously teasing her erect nipple with the tip of my tongue, gently biting the base with my teeth,
passionately sucking and nibbling at Nan Yin's full, high, soft, smooth, snow-white, trembling breasts, sucking and licking
as if I wanted to draw out milk. Her tender nipples, unable to withstand the sucking and caressing, stood erect on her soft breasts.

What a wonderful contact! I could smell the faint fragrance emanating from Nan Yin's breasts,
the unique scent of a mature woman, invigorating and tempting, instantly relaxing my tense nerves, making me
feel incredibly comfortable and joyful.

Perhaps due to the intense itching, Nan Yin's body began to sway. I ignored her completely,
continuing to use my tongue, lips, and hands to fondle her breasts. Her pudding-like breasts were full of elasticity,
seemingly blissfully enjoying my kisses. I sucked on the buds, my tongue swirling around them, my hands
kneading them.

"Ah, Mother Jenny…it's wonderful, I've always looked forward to this day…"

I murmured my foster mother's name in my heart, burying my face in her breasts. How blissful! I hoped
this pleasurable feeling would continue, and in my excitement, I took my next step.

I pulled back the blanket covering Nan Yin, opening her robe to the sides.
The woman lying on the bed was exposed, her naked body beneath the pale purple gauze, her exquisite curves now displayed before my eyes.

"Mmm…" I sighed, gazing ecstatically at the beautiful, half-naked woman before me.

Nan Yin was far more beautiful than I had imagined. Compared to my beauty queen foster mother, Nan Yin was in no way
inferior . What a beautiful figure! My eyes almost popped out of their sockets. In all my life, I've never seen
anything more perfect. To me, Nan Yin is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Although Nan Yin is over forty, her beauty is still stunning. The relentless passage of time hasn't
cruelly ravaged her body. On the contrary, it has only enhanced her mature feminine charm.

Her skin is as white and smooth as jade, flawless and delicate,
almost like translucent white jade. Her soft, smooth skin exudes mature feminine beauty. Her breasts are high and full
, like freshly baked steamed buns, large and white, so captivating.
They look so full and heavy, trembling irresponsibly against her snow-white chest, seemingly
arousing the desires hidden deep within men.

Nan Yin's lower abdomen was slightly protruding, yet not overly bloated; it looked just right, the kind
of abdomen that symbolized sensuality, perfectly rounded. Below her abdomen, it dipped slightly backward, then curved downwards into
a semi-circular mons pubis, revealing a deep navel, a plump and round buttocks, incredibly white and tender, and two long, slender, white
legs, so perfectly rounded and smooth.

Her private area was covered only by a tiny, semi-transparent white cloth. The mysterious triangle of
dark pubic hair, not completely concealed by the small panty, revealed a few fine, curly hairs, so black,
shiny, and lustrous. The semi-transparent panty made her vulva appear and disappear, making her entire body incredibly beautiful, truly making a man's
heart flutter.

Nan Yin's body was like a powerful magnet, tightly drawing my gaze. My eyes were now
burning as if on fire, my whole body hot. After savoring her voluptuous body, I quickly took off my
clothes .

I glanced at Nan Yin's feigned sleep. "Mother" was asleep with her eyes closed, her snow-white
thighs stretched out dazzlingly, seemingly waiting to be touched. At the junction of her thighs was a dark purple pair of panties,
revealing the most intimate part of a woman's body. That prominent area was full of mystery, constantly tempting my
young heart.

I pressed my nose against Nan Yin's mons pubis, deeply inhaling
the scent —a slightly sweet and sour smell. I couldn't resist sticking out my tongue, pressing it against her vulva through
her panties, sometimes even slipping it inside to suck on her labia majora.

Gradually, Nan Yin's panties became wet, the purple fabric almost becoming translucent. The small piece of cloth
could barely cover her bulging, full vulva, creating a concave slit that clearly revealed
the outline of her two thick labia, displaying boundless allure.

Her panties were soaked through, clinging tightly to her vulva. Her two large, full labia majora
stretched the panties apart, making them appear round and plump. A slit appeared in the middle,
clearly showing the outline of her vulva, already swollen and engorged like a steamed bun, burning hot against the fabric. The clitoris, like a flower bud,
looked twisted and obscene under the pressure of the tight fabric, and
vaginal fluid .

This sight made my blood boil, my heart pounding. My
eyes widened involuntarily, my mouth slightly open, and my penis began to rise. My bloodshot eyes stared intently at Nan
Yin's panties, a bewildered look on my face, as I began to rub my erect penis back and forth.

My desire, now fully aroused, was uncontrollable. I gently lifted Nan Yin
's buttocks, pulling her remaining purple panties down to her calves. Nan Yin felt her panties slipping from her waist and
lifted her buttocks to help my hands.

After removing Nan Yin's panties, I spread her thighs apart, my face directly facing
the base of her spread thighs, carefully examining her beautiful vulva. I saw only a tuft of black
, inverted triangular pubic hair on her prominent mons pubis. Unlike the messy, unkempt pubic hair of the middle-aged women in the photos
, Nan Yin's pubic hair only grew on her mons pubis; the area around her labia majora was completely hairless,
making it exceptionally clear.

What's most peculiar is that, usually, no matter how fair a woman's skin is, her vulva is
a darker shade of flesh when she's older. But Nan Yin's vulva isn't black; instead, it's two delicate, snow-white
labia protruding prominently, like a ripe, rosy peach, their flesh bulging and particularly noticeable. Thick, fleshy vulva.
Her labia majora were slightly closed, and a thin, long slit in the middle was clearly visible, holding a small pink clitoris. Anyone who didn't
know her would never believe she was a forty-year-old woman just by looking at those two labia majora.

I looked at this snow-white, smooth, and exceptionally endowed vulva, not only plump and full, but also completely
hairless, slippery, and as clean as a fine porcelain piece. Even with her legs spread apart, her mounds remained
tightly pressed , her labia minora deeply hidden. Although it was an adult's vulva, it resembled that of a little girl,
possessing even more alluring and seductive power than a virgin's vulva. Everything was more beautiful and moving than I had imagined; it was
a living treasure I had never seen in my life.

My excitement was indescribable; my lustful eyes shone with burning desire
as I stared my mother's most private parts. The smooth, hairless, plump vulva, the tightly clenched slit—this compact
form was like a complete and alluring peach. Her buttocks were large and round, the cleft between her two fleshy cheeks tight and deep, and
the dark red anus between her two plump buttocks twitching gently—truly a natural beauty.

I reached out and grasped her two thick, fleshy labia majora, spreading them apart. As the labia majora
slowly opened, the bright red world inside her vulva was revealed. The two tender labia minora were
fully , the fleshy petals without folds, quite symmetrical, slightly stretched to the sides,
drooping tightly against the labia majora. Although they weren't the delicate pink of a young girl, they weren't the black of
other was a bright, dark red, the color of maturity.

The arousing, red, wrinkled flesh, resembling a rooster's comb, extended from the perineum all the way to below the pubic bone
before closing, hardened by engorgement and flaring outwards like a newly opened orchid, forming a trumpet shape.

At the junction of the two bright red labia minora, a thin layer of skin rolled into a tube revealed a small, red
clitoral bud, about the size of a thumb, protruding from the center of the vulva, resembling a tiny glans penis. The
large clitoris was engorged and erect, very vibrant, like an unopened rosebud, delicate and fragile. In erotic novels I'd read
before , women with such a prominent clitoris were portrayed as sexually promiscuous
and wanton.

I then parted the two plump labia minora, revealing a completely erotic world within. I saw
a pinkish opening inside, the bright red vaginal walls glistening with a glistening fluid . 　　A short, tubular urethra was hidden inside, and below the urethral opening was the alluring entrance to the vagina. Several small, light red patches of skin guarded the entrance, layered and wet, each fold of flesh clearly visible , down to the finest detail. Some clear, viscous vaginal fluid was seeping out, shimmering under the light, evoking the indescribable sensation of a penis penetrating it. 　　According to the original plan, I was only supposed to quietly admire this mysterious part. However, calming down at this moment, with my youthful vigor, seemed impossible. 　　I brought my head close to Nan Yin's vulva, and a faint, delicate fragrance wafted in. It was a rather strange scent, somewhat like mushrooms, not strong, but very exciting. It was a scent I had never smelled before; it was so captivating, so intoxicating. Every nerve in my body tensed, an indescribable itch spreading through me as I deeply inhaled the most private scent emanating from the secret forbidden zone of her vulva. 　　The pungent, seductive scent emanating from Nan Yin's vulva lured me closer to taste it. I couldn't help but swallow, my throat . Without thinking, I wrapped my arms around her hips from below , burying my face in her flesh, following the scent to its source, and licked her labia majora directly with my tongue. 　　It looked a bit dirty, but the taste was better than I expected—a fresh, salty, slippery flavor, thick with her juices. I greedily teased and sucked at it with my tongue, tenderly sipping every inch of her vulva. 　　"Ah… what are you doing? Son, don't do this!" Nan Yin's voice came from above, but I deliberately ignored it. I licked and sucked 　　at Nan Yin's vulva as if something were attached to it. 　　"Son, what are you doing to your mother!" 　　The "mother" kicked and resisted, struggling against her raised legs, but this only caused her buttocks to slide forward , exposing her private parts even more. The erotic scene only aroused my desire; perhaps this was a clever performance deliberately arranged by Nan Yin. 　　I spread Nan Yin's thighs wide, her cleft thrusting upwards, and parted her thick, fleshy labia , placing my mouth against her large vulva, and began to lick her labia minora with my tongue. Nan Yin couldn't help but let out soft moans. My nose, pressed against Nan Yin's mons pubis, smelled the pungent scent of her lubricant, and my mouth tasted the sticky love juice. My excited lips sucked even harder, greedily absorbing the fluid secreted . 　　"Ah, no! That place... no, please don't do this, okay?" 　　Nan Yin twisted her buttocks, trying to get rid of my tongue, desperately pushing my head away with her hands. The woman's acting was so realistic that it gave me the illusion that I was raping my mother. 　　I pressed down on Nan Yin's writhing buttocks, used my tongue to spread open the slit between her labia minora, licked her vaginal opening, and pressed my mouth against it to suckle, occasionally making lewd "squeak" sounds. Gradually, Nan Yin's vulva began to swell outwards, her vaginal opening slowly opened and then rhythmically opened and closed, her vulva covered with glistening fluid.

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