Amorous Sexual Encounters with Seductive Moans

Chapter One

: Wan was born into a family of three. More than ten years ago, the Wan family lived in a wooden house. After several years of hard work, her mother, through loans from her aunt and connections with her aunt's old classmate, worked as an accountant for a few years and saved up some money, allowing them to move into a new village.

Although her mother was thrifty, this time, the Wan family was truly destitute. Her father had gone out to work, and while the money owed to Wan had been repaid, the debt to her aunt still needed to be repaid. Her mother had lost her original job and stayed home to take care of Wan. Wan's aunt and uncle were busy doing business in the provincial capital, so the burden of caring for her cousin and Wan fell on Wan's mother. There

were only three months left until the college entrance examination, and her cousin was injured, so her aunt called the Wan family again, asking her mother to go to her cousin's house to take care of Wan, saying that her cousin was injured and unable to move easily and asking Wan to come and buy books for her.

That afternoon, Wan arrived at her cousin's house.

"You're here," her cousin said coldly in front of her.

"Mom sent money from the provincial capital, for that XX study guide." She handed Wan the money.

"Son, hurry up and buy that study guide, go buy it now," his mother urged.

"Auntie, I want meat buns, make them for me quickly, I'm going to take a shower first," his cousin said, heading towards the bathroom.

Wan took the money and went out to buy the book. Since he didn't really like reading, he didn't go far before stopping at an IC phone booth to call a friend to ask where he could buy it.

"Are you crazy? Today's the 30th, Xinhua Bookstore is doing inventory, are you kidding?" his friend laughed.

"Yeah, good thing you reminded me, otherwise it would have been troublesome. Thanks, we'll talk later." After hanging up, Wan went back to his cousin

's house. But when he got home, he found the door locked. No way, he'd only been outside for a few minutes and they were already gone. Luckily, he could climb walls. Upon entering, Wan found her cousin's motorcycle still in the garden. Approaching, she could hear two people making noises in the bathroom; the light was still on (because the bathroom window in her cousin's house was located near the stairs). The bathroom door was locked from the inside. Wan bravely approached, tiptoed over, and carefully found a spot to stand on. Peeking through the window above the exhaust fan, she almost screamed. There were

two naked people inside. It couldn't be anyone else; it could only be Wan and her mother and cousin. Both were soaking wet. The 1.8-meter-tall cousin was embracing her 1.63-meter-tall mother, making her appear incredibly delicate.

"Auntie, Wan wants meat buns. Auntie's cooking is as delicious as the meat buns on Auntie's body," he said, grabbing and fondling her large breasts from behind. No wonder her cousin always said her mother's cooking was good, and today he even wanted meat buns—so that's why.

My mother's hair was already piled up. My cousin was kissing her snow-white nape from behind, gently biting it as he kissed, his hands cupping her breasts. My mother seemed to be enjoying it, her hands stroking my cousin's hands, her thighs rubbing against each other. Because of this friction, her right foot was slightly raised, only her big toe touching the ground. My cousin's index fingers teased my mother's nipples, and he gently bit her earlobe. My mother hummed a happy lustful song through her nose.

"Ah, um... um..."

My cousin still held her breast with his left hand, while his right hand reached down. Because of his height and long arms, he reached down and touched my mother's vulva. My mother's legs, which were already pressed together, pressed even tighter. My cousin inserted his right middle finger into my mother's vulva, pushing it inside. My mother's vulva was already wet from the finger playing with it. Just as she was about to cry out in ecstasy, my cousin brought his mouth to hers, sealing her lips with his. Their tongues intertwined, with the younger cousin primarily licking and sucking his mother's tongue.

The mother had now released her hands, one hooking around her cousin's head, the other embracing his buttocks. Her buttocks were large and fleshy, the kind that looked full but wasn't fat. The younger cousin's penis lightly touched her buttocks, a sensation they both thoroughly enjoyed. The bathroom was filled with the lewd sounds of their kissing and the mother's moans.

Because the younger cousin had injured himself playing ball, there was a chair for him to sit on while showering; he sat down and spread his legs.

"Lin Xiuqin, come here, lick me after you're done,"

the mother hesitated, but after her cousin yelled at her again, she could only kneel before him and suck his large penis into her mouth.

"It's not the first time, Auntie, it's the tenth time already, and you're still so shy."

Mom was too busy talking to speak now; her mouth was just big enough to fit her cousin's penis. It felt much bigger than Wan's, probably because his family's food was better.

"Do you remember how Wan taught you?" her cousin asked. Mom held her cousin's large penis in her left hand, her right hand on his thigh, sucking only the tip of his penis into her mouth.

She circled her tongue around the glans, the tip pressing against the urethral opening. Her cousin wrapped his arms around her neck, panting heavily. Mom sucked the glans into her mouth, then gently released it, but not completely, her lips still touching the urethral opening. Her cousin, in ecstasy, began to breathe heavily. My cousin sat down a little lower, making his testicles protrude. My mother understood and sucked his left testicle into her mouth, while her left hand held and stroked his large penis.

"Auntie, after you suck the left one, you need the right one too." Hearing my cousin's words, my mother quickly spat out the testicle in her mouth and sucked the right one into her mouth.

This scene reminded me of the time two weeks ago when my cousin was injured playing basketball and hospitalized.

That day, I went to deliver food to him. In the private hospital room, my mother was helping my cousin wipe his body, her hand still holding his penis. It was then that I realized how big my cousin's penis was when erect. My cousin was sick and couldn't get out of bed at that time, so my mother took care of his bodily functions. While helping my cousin wipe his body, my mother would often put her ear to my cousin's mouth, as if listening to him speak. The intimacy between the two made me feel something was wrong. I didn't know they had such a big relationship.

"Lin Xiuqin, your oral skills are getting better and better. Get up, sit on Wan's lap," the cousin said to his mother with a smile. He pulled his mother up, and by then, Wan's penis and testicles were completely covered in her saliva.

His mother spread her legs and sat on his lap. He opened his mouth and sucked on her right breast. As he gently sucked on her right breast, she made soft moaning sounds. Her left hand held his head under her arm, her left hand running through his hair, while her right hand gently stroked his ear, neck, and face. He

sucked on her entire breast, gently biting it with his teeth. After sucking one side, he sucked the other. His hands weren't idle either; he held her buttocks, making her move back and forth, rubbing against Wan's penis and thighs. When both of her breasts were covered in his saliva, he pulled her up.

"Auntie, it's almost in, come help me."

Mom held her cousin's penis and gently sat down. When her cousin's penis was fully inserted into her vagina, Mom let out a long sigh of relief.

Her cousin held Mom's waist and, like a piston, made her move up and down, pulling her hands to put them behind her head. He then supported Mom's hands and put his tongue under her armpits, licking her armpits with the tip of his tongue. From Wan's angle, Mom's position with her hands behind her head looked really good. Her cousin was like a puppy, fucking Mom with his lower body while licking the places Wan could reach.

Mom was clearly attracted by Wan's tongue skills, moving her upper body to match her cousin's tongue, while her lower body forcefully joined with her cousin's penis. Several times, because of excessive force, Mom almost fell to the ground, but luckily, her cousin was quick-witted and grabbed her.

"Kang Kang, sit a little further out," my cousin said, and he sat down as instructed. His mother's full thighs immediately wrapped around his waist, their lower bodies pressed even closer together. My cousin buried his head in his mother's cleavage, while his mother held his head tightly, as if trying to completely press him into her body.

His mother's emotions were fully aroused; she began to moan loudly without restraint, her buttocks slamming against his hips in rhythm with his hands.

"Kang Kang, harder, harder! Auntie wants your big cock, fuck me, fuck me until I'm your woman, fuck me until I'm dead, oh my god!" his mother cried incoherently, then suddenly stopped. Clearly, she had reached her first orgasm, which further excited my cousin.

"Auntie, didn't you say no when your cousin tried to have sex with you before he left? Now you want it again?"

The cousin laughed loudly, pushing his mother away and making her pull the chair to the mirror in the bathroom. He remained seated, while his mother lay face down on the sink, facing the mirror and with her back to him.

The cousin slapped his mother's buttocks. "Sit down, Auntie." He looked at his penis, forcefully pulling his mother's buttocks apart, widening her vagina. With a powerful thrust, his penis fully entered her vagina. After the brief rest from the change of position, his penis, which had been about to ejaculate, regained its vigor, long and hard like a stick.

After licking his mother's front, his tongue began licking her back. With his penis pressing against her lower body and her back being gently stimulated, his mother seemed to have erogenous zones all over her body. His tongue could arouse her sexual desire no matter where it licked.

My cousin kept having sex with my mother, slapping her shapely buttocks. His waist and her buttocks collided, making a slapping sound. My mother's breasts drooped like bells, her eyes glazed over, as if in a trance.

Looking at my mother's seductive reflection in the mirror, my cousin couldn't resist standing up. He pulled her up slightly, crawled under her right armpit, and bit her right breast hard, while his left hand gripped her left breast tightly, as if trying to tear it off.

My mother's seductive moans turned into slightly painful cries, but my cousin seemed to enjoy this sound even more. After biting both breasts, he pulled her up a little more and began kissing her again. Because my cousin was much taller than my mother, kissing her didn't affect the strength or speed of my thrusting at all. In fact, my mother was being stimulated from both sides, and she seemed a little overwhelmed. After about two hundred thrusts, my cousin untied her hair, pressed her down, and pulled her hair with his left hand while gripping her shoulder tightly with his right. My mother cooperated by thrusting her buttocks towards my cousin's penis. Perhaps my mother's strength was waning, as her backward thrusting slowed. My cousin pulled hard on her hair and shoulders while thrusting forward forcefully.

"Move, Lin Xiuqin, you slut, what's wrong? Out of strength? I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death!" my cousin shouted wildly. It was unexpected that my cousin, who usually wore glasses and looked like a scholar, had such a violent side.

"Kang Kang, my period hurts! Let go! Oh my god, no, ah, no!" His mother's slightly tearful moans excited his cousin even more. After another hundred thrusts, he climbed onto her back. His mother, now limp and lifeless, slumped over the sink.

Wan's heart remained unsettled; he stood there, unable to move.

His mother got up first, telling his cousin to sit down, and began cleaning his large, erect penis. She glanced unintentionally towards the exhaust fan, and a look of panic flashed across her face. Wan felt she had seen it all. This reminded him of scenes of catching adulterers in bed on TV, and he knew it was time to leave.

He went back outside and waited about two minutes before calling for his cousin and mother. His mother's excited voice came from inside, asking what he was doing. Wan said he was back, but his mother told him to wait a moment.

A while later, Wan's cousin came out wearing only a bath towel around his waist, and Wan's mother came out a little later. Wan noticed that her clothes were also wet, the kind that feel damp because she hadn't completely dried herself after showering. Wan could only tacitly tell them that the bookstore was closed and they should go again tomorrow. Since Wan believed that his mother had seen through him, he decided to confront her and get to the bottom of things.

Chapter Two:

Wan went home that afternoon, and his mother returned around 8 p.m. When she saw Wan waiting for her in the living room, she knew that everything could no longer be hidden, and she walked over to him.

"Son, Mom..."

Wan waved his hand, interrupting her. "Mom, what exactly happened? Tell me."

His mother didn't answer, pulling Wan to her room. "Son, I was forced. If it weren't for that one time, I wouldn't have..."

She fell silent again. After about ten minutes, she took a deep breath. "It's like this... Do you remember when Fang and I went to the XX Club dance hall?" Wan nodded.

At that time, Wan's father and grandfather both opposed her going there, and they took turns trying to persuade her. She eventually stopped going, but because her parents had argued that time, Wan remembered it vividly.

His mother's words brought Wan back from his reverie, and he began to listen to his mother's story.

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At that time, Wan's workplace had just closed down, and he was starting to get bored. Fang told him that the place was fun, so he went.

Indeed, there were many women there around Wan's age, and their male companions were all young men in their twenties.

They didn't go there to dance or sing; they went to hug each other. They touched Wan's body, her back, her waist, her buttocks; their young penises pressed against her lower abdomen, their firm chests pressed against her breasts. Although it wasn't real sex, the feeling was wonderful. Wan's husband hadn't had a romantic time with her for a long time, just a routine once or twice a month.

That night, after being persuaded by her father and husband, Wan decided not to go anymore. But that night, her husband was away on a business trip when the phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, is this Sister Qin? This is Afang. Are you coming tonight?"

"Afang, I promised my husband and father that I would..." "

Where's your husband? Tell me, I don't believe you."

"My husband isn't here tonight."

"That's fine then. Tonight is the last time. I'll come pick you up." Then she hung up.

Even so, Wan actually still wanted to go. She changed her clothes and waited for Afang at the door. Tonight, Wan was wearing her favorite light green sleeveless dress, flesh-colored shimmering open-crotch pantyhose, and white stiletto buckle high heels. Afang, dressed in a black top, white skirt, and matching high-heeled sandals, looked stunning riding her scooter with her bare legs.

"Get on, let's go." A dozen minutes later, they arrived at the club. They usually had different dance partners every day, and this day was no exception. Their dance partner today seemed quite wealthy; they had a private room and were invited to go there.

In the room, they drank some red wine, but remained quite sober. There were four of them, and only two of them were together. The more they drank, the closer they moved, as if on the dance floor, constantly touching each other. Their leader was called Huzi, one was called Achun, another Aqiang, and the third Abang.

After drinking, Wan's caresses and touches made her even more excited, but this line could not be crossed. The three of them surrounded Afang, the four of them sang, while Hu Zi and Wan chatted aimlessly. Afterwards, Wan and Afang went to the restroom together. When they returned, they had forgotten the rule that the wine left in the glass could not be drunk. After drinking a glass of red wine, Wan felt hot all over, as did Afang. It was likely that they had drugged her, but Wan did not know it at the time.

Hu Zi then approached Wan and breathed softly in her ear, "Sister Qin, I like you so much. I liked you the moment I first saw you. I just like your mature feeling."

"Isn't Afang good?" Wan gently shook her head to avoid Hu Zi's tongue reaching for her earlobe, but perhaps because of the drug, Wan's legs were already wet. Afang was also sandwiched between Abang and Achun on either side.

"I don't really like those kinds of flashy girls," Hu Zi said, already hugging Wan and holding her waist. Meanwhile, A Qiang stood at the door, making a phone call. A Bang pulled A Fang's head towards him and kissed her, and A Fang readily reciprocated, her tongue intertwining with his. A Chun, meanwhile, was kissing A Fang's earlobe from behind, and A Fang began to moan softly. Wan

had always thought A Fang was rather promiscuous, but she hadn't expected her to be so open. But Wan couldn't care less about her now, because Hu Zi was already on top of her, his hand on her thigh, his rough hand caressing her fair skin, giving her a tingling sensation.

Hu Zi's tongue entered Wan's mouth, intertwining with hers, their saliva exchanging. Wan now only felt an urge to have sex with Hu Zi; her body was burning hot.

Hu Zi placed his hand on the zipper on the back of Wan's clothes and gently pulled it down, a cool sensation spreading across Wan's back. Wan gently pulled down Wan's clothes, removing the sleeves from her hands, revealing her upper body. Wan pressed down on her, lifting the skirt, which had only reached her buttocks, even higher, until the dress was rolled up and coiled around Wan's waist.

Wan picked up a glass of red wine, poured some onto Wan's chest, then put down the glass and licked Wan's chest with her tongue, placing it on the cleavage beneath the clasp of her pink front-opening bra, licking the red wine mixed with Wan's sweat.

Wan's tongue was like a venomous snake, lightly licking, sucking, and biting Wan's navel, the flesh of her breasts beside her bra, her neck, and her earlobes. Wan's legs rubbed incessantly, and her lower body touched Wan's genitals, feeling much larger than her husband's; young men were different, long and hard, like a stick.

Afang's top was made of lace, frills, and sheer silk fabric around the chest area. Her breasts were large, attracting the attention of the two young men, each grabbing and squeezing one. Achun, behind her, had already slipped his hand inside her clothes, grasping her enormous breasts. Afang's head was turned, and the two men simultaneously kissed her earlobes and neck. Frankly, although Afang was only in her early forties, her breasts were larger than Wan's, and her looks were better, but her skin wasn't as fair, and her buttocks were far more alluring. The two men

pulled up and took off Afang's clothes. Underneath, she wore a bra the same color as her top, originally a half-cup, but she had changed it to a pair with thick, thread-like straps, which still couldn't contain her large breasts. Her skirt was pulled up, and her panties were down. At this moment, Aqiang entered, pulling Afang's buttocks out slightly, his mouth already reaching for her vulva. Ah Bang pulled Ah Fang's bra down a little and began sucking and biting her nipples. Ah Fang reached out and held Wan's head, while her other hand pressed Ah Qiang's head down, making it easier for Wan to tongue-rape her cunt.

Hu Zi pulled down Wan's pink lace panties from her open-crotch pantyhose and smelled them like he was inhaling drugs.

"Ah, so fragrant." Wan held her feet, which were wearing white buckled high heels, and licked them from her calves upwards, stimulating her thighs and the base of her thighs with her magical tongue. Under the influence of Wan's superb foreplay skills and the drugs, Wan moaned ecstatically.

"Come on, come on, Wan wants it, Wan wants it!" Ah Fang couldn't help but cry out.

Ah Qiang went first, and Wan thrust his penis into Ah Fang's cunt and thrust forward forcefully.

Tiger spread Wan's legs, grasped Wan's large penis, and inserted it into her vagina. An indescribable feeling of fullness made Wan's whole body go numb, and her vagina felt swollen. Wan pulled Wan's hands over her head, her tongue lightly licking her armpits. The hairless armpits felt particularly noticeable. Wan wanted to pull her hands down to stop him from licking, but Wan's strong hands held her hands, making her unable to move. Over

here, A-Qiang had already ejaculated. Before he was about to ejaculate, Wan pulled out his penis and immediately inserted it into A-Fang's mouth, pressing it forcefully against his lower body. After letting out a long sigh, he pulled out his penis, a thin line connecting A-Fang's mouth and A-Qiang's penis. Then Wan slumped down.

A-Bang made A-Fang lie down like a dog. Wan and A-Chun each occupied one side of the sofa. Wan came behind A-Fang and inserted his penis from behind. A-Chun occupied her mouth.

Tiger placed Wan's legs on his shoulders, unhooked her bra, and passionately kissed her breasts, which were covered in her saliva. He thrust downwards like a jackhammer, each thrust pushing his penis deeper, arching his back to match his downward strokes. Perhaps a little tired, he picked her up, and she straddled his penis, wearing her shoes, and placed her breasts in his mouth, kissing them passionately.

At this moment, A-Fang spat out Tiger's penis, rested her head on the sofa, and cried out loudly, "Oh my god, you're so amazing! Harder, harder!"

Tiger, unable to withstand her moans, pulled A-Fang's buttocks and slammed them against his crotch.

After more than a hundred thrusts, Tiger cried out and collapsed onto A-Fang's back, panting.

"Sister Qin, don't just look at others, Wan, come on over too." Hu Zi said, while using both hands to cup Wan's buttocks and move his penis up and down. The boss is the boss, his stamina is definitely longer than the underlings.

After more than five minutes, Hu Zi's phone rang. Wan answered the phone and then said to A Qiang, "A Kang is here, at the door of the private room. Open the door for Wan."

At this moment, the door opened, a person walked in, and closed the door. Wan didn't pay attention at first, but then Hu Zi made Wan lie on his side on the sofa, spread his legs, and then penetrated him from between. At this time, the person had his back to Wan and was taking pictures of A Fang and A Chun having sex with his phone. Wan just felt that this person's back looked so familiar.

At this moment, A Fang was lying on the table, and A Chun was thrusting into her from behind. Wan was behind her, holding A Fang's breasts with both hands and thrusting hard. Ah Chun whispered a few words in Ah Fang's ear. Ah Fang pulled Ah Chun's penis out of her vagina, turned around, and sandwiched it between her breasts. Wan had never seen anything like it before. Ah Fang's breasts were large, and she pressed them together, even managing to suck on the glans.

At this moment, the person who had just entered started taking pictures of Wan and Hu Zi. After Wan took a few pictures, she was still looking at Ah Fang, completely unaware of Wan's presence.

Because the drugs in her body had reached their peak, Hu Zi thrust into Wan's vagina about a hundred times before suddenly increasing his speed. Only then did Wan come to her senses, and she began to feel as if a surge of energy was flowing through her body. Wan pulled Hu Zi towards her, and their mouths met. Their four pairs of thighs intertwined, and she felt a surge of heat rush into her uterus. At this moment, Wan also felt weak all over. It turned out that they had both reached orgasm.

As soon as they finished, the man approached Hu Zi and said, "Brother Hu, the police will be doing a routine check tonight, you'd better hurry up and leave." At that moment, Wan finally recognized the man's face—it was Kang Kang. For a moment, Wan's mind went blank; he didn't even look at Ah Chun re-penetrating Ah Fang's vagina and ejaculating. When Wan came to his senses, it was five minutes later when Hu Zi called him.

Ah Fang had finished and pulled Wan into the bathroom to clean up. Kang Kang didn't recognize Wan, and Wan still clung to that hope.

When Afang went to the garage to get the car, Wan bumped into Kang Kang at the bathroom door. Wan turned around, but unexpectedly, Wan leaned closer and said, "Auntie, I recognized you a long time ago. I'll come back to you later." Wan's heart sank; this time it was really over.

Outside, Hu Zi said to Kang Kang, "It's not going to work out today. I'll come back another day."

Kang Kang pretended not to recognize Wan, waved to Hu Zi, and left. Wan and Afang followed. On the way, Afang asked Wan, "Sister Qin, how was it? Pretty good, right?"

Wan didn't answer, but just said at the door, "I'll never go there again."

Afang nodded at Wan and drove away.

Chapter 3:

In anxiety and unease, Wan spent several weeks, but every time she went to Kang Kang's house, or Kang Kang went to Wan's house, Kang Kang acted as if nothing had happened. She still called Wan "Auntie," as if Wan had forgotten what happened that night. Wan gradually relaxed, and every time she cooked for Wan, Wan would exclaim how delicious it was. Wan also treated Wan wholeheartedly.

That afternoon, with her husband and son both out, Kang Kang said he was coming over for dinner.

"Auntie, Wan's here. Wan's going to play video games in my cousin's room."

"Okay, Wan'll call you when it's time to eat."

Wan was focused on cooking in the kitchen, unaware of Kang Kang's purpose for coming.

Suddenly, someone hugged Wan from behind, their hands even placing on her breasts. Wan was startled and turned around to see Kang Kang.

"Kang Kang, what are you doing? I'm your auntie!" Wan said in alarm, though she already knew what Kang Kang was about to do.

"Auntie, you had so much fun at the club that night, let me have some too. Seeing you in this outfit made me hard."

Kang Kang grinned wickedly, his hands roaming over Wan's body. Wan felt like a hundred ants were crawling all over her. She let go of her hand that was washing vegetables and grabbed Kang Kang's wet hand, but he was too strong. He had already reached under her khaki skirt.

"No... this is incest... let go, let go..."

Kang Kang grabbed Wan's breasts through her blue sleeveless top, spreading her legs apart and pressing his thigh between them.

He ignored her cries and continued his pleasure. Sometime later, Kang Kang pulled Wan's blue sleeveless top over her head and threw it on the ground, leaving her only in her milky-white bra. Wan felt she was almost going crazy. Wan's mouth was frantically kissing her neck and back from behind. Wan resisted, but it was completely useless; her hands couldn't hold her back at all.

Kang Kang grabbed Wan around the waist, dragged her into her son's room, and threw her onto the bed.

"Auntie, I advise you to behave. I have all the photos of you from last time. Do you want to see them? They're really exciting!" As he spoke, he took an A4 sheet of paper from his backpack. Wan flicked his hand, and the paper fell onto her bare stomach. She immediately picked it up and saw that it was indeed the photo of her having sex with Hu Zi that night. Wan's heart sank.

Kang Kang continued to undress as he spoke. She hadn't paid much attention before, but she didn't realize how much hair she had.

"Don't scream. If you scream any louder, you'll attract Wan's attention, and then we'll see what you do, haha..."

At this moment, Wan was stunned by this sudden blow. Although she had thought about how Wan would treat her, she hadn't expected this outcome. At this moment, Kang Kang was only wearing blue underwear and straddled Wan, one hand grasping Wan's breast.

Although it was through her bra, Wan could still feel the strength of his grip. The usually introverted and withdrawn Wan was acting so passionately about this.

It was truly unexpected!

Wan pulled down the center of Wan's milky-white bra, unhooking the front, revealing her breasts.

Like a wild beast, Wan buried her head in Wan's chest, sucking and biting her nipples. He then used his thighs to spread Wan's legs and played with her clitoris through her underwear with his fingers.

Although Kang Kang was stirring Wan's clitoris through her underwear, a woman's body is honest; Wan's clitoris began to wet under his stimulation. Kang Kang, who was sucking on Wan's breasts, stood up. He pulled down her fitted, khaki-colored skirt, revealing her pale pink underwear, the area around her clitoris already wet.

By this time, Wan had exhausted all her strength. She could only symbolically push against Wan's shoulder with one hand, and cover her mouth with the other, trying her best not to make a sound.

Wan straddled Wan's head, placing her crotch in front of Wan without taking off her underwear.

"Auntie, come on... lick it with your tongue..." Wan's hand went under Wan's underwear and into her genitals, one finger, two fingers, three fingers, all of them were inserted into Wan's vagina.

Oh my god! Wan could only smell a fishy smell entering her nostrils through Kang Kang's underwear.

Wan pulled down her own underwear and took off hers as well.

Wan's penis was really big, bigger than Hu Zi's and her husband's.

"Suck Wan's penis in, be good."

"No... Kang Kang, no... Kang Kang, this is incest..." Wan tried to make one last effort.

"No sucking, okay, I'll just come straight in." Then, completely ignoring Wan, he spread Wan's legs, made Wan lie on top of him, and Wan pushed against Wan's chest with both hands, but Wan's strength was too great. Wan, with his big meat sticking out, used his thighs to push against Wan's feet, and thrust into Wan's wet little hole in one go.

Ah! Finally, she was raped, oh my god! And by her own nephew. The moment Wan entered her body, Wan's mind seemed to stop, but it was an indisputable fact that Wan and her nephew had committed incest.

Kang Kang didn't care about Wan's feelings. He lifted Wan's buttocks and thrust his hips forward forcefully, trying to make their union even tighter. Wan only felt a thick meat stick churning inside her little hole. Wan's hands held Wan's breasts, and he rode on her body like a horse.

"Auntie, it feels good, doesn't it... Wan's penis is big, isn't it... Come on... Scream... Why aren't you screaming... Why are you biting your fingers?" Wan yanked the hand away from Wan's mouth, and the groans that Wan had been trying to suppress began to echo in the room.

"Mmm... Ah... Mmm... No... Kang Kang... Mmm..."

After a few screams, Kang Kang clearly couldn't hold back Wan's moans and cries anymore. Wan leaned forward and sealed Wan's mouth with his tongue, trying to force his tongue into Wan's mouth. Wan was startled when Wan sealed her mouth, clenching her teeth and keeping her mouth closed. No matter what Wan did, he couldn't penetrate her.

Wan's lower body didn't relax at all, thrusting incessantly. Wan placed his hand on Wan's breast, pinching Wan's right nipple hard with two fingers, but Wan didn't let go, only breathing heavily through her nose, her deep breaths spraying onto Wan's face.

Wan released her hand from Wan's nipple and instead pinched Wan's nose. Wan finally couldn't hold back any longer. As Wan inhaled, Wan thrust her tongue into Wan's mouth, exploring Wan's tongue. Wan tried desperately to escape, but Wan still found it and began sucking on Wan's tongue.

Wan held Wan's head and pulled Wan's legs up, placing them between Wan's legs, which were slightly parted from the thrusting. Wan fucked Wan hard, Wan sucking Wan's tongue into her mouth, sucking it forcefully, Wan felt as if her tongue was about to be sucked off. Wan held Wan's head with one hand and fondled Wan's breasts with the other.

The only sounds in the room were the sucking sounds from their mouths, the sounds of their bodies colliding, and their panting and moaning.

After hundreds of thrusts, Wan finally couldn't hold back any longer. She stuck out her tongue and sped up, slamming her lower body against Wan's.

"Auntie, it's coming...it's coming...ahhh..." Kang Kang's body tensed up as she pressed against Wan. Wan felt a surge of heat rush into her vagina, and she climaxed at the same time. The two collapsed together.

Finally, she and Wan...Wan didn't dare to think any further.

Kang Kang rested on Wan's body for only ten minutes. Wan's hands moved up and down Wan's body, and she could feel Wan's penis hardening again inside her vagina.

"Kang Kang, we can't make the same mistake again. Just this once, never again."

"Auntie, no way, don't even think about it. You can feel how amazing Wan's penis is, right? Come, come, come...let Wan have some more pleasure." Wan pulled her penis out of her vagina, it was wet, covered in a mixture of Wan's vaginal fluid and semen.

Wan sat up, but to everyone's surprise, Wan stood up even more, placing the penis in front of her. "You didn't eat the penis you were going to eat earlier, now you should eat it, right?"

Wan turned her head away, completely ignoring Wan. Wan reached behind her, pulled Wan's already coiled, shoulder-length hair, and pushed Wan's head forward, but Wan pressed her hands firmly against her thighs, her lips tightly shut. Just then, the phone rang, and Wan picked it up.

"Ah... it's Uncle. Wan's coming for dinner. Yes, I'm here. You need to tell Auntie. Okay, Wan will call her over."

Kang Kang pressed the receiver, turned around, and said fiercely to Wan, "If you don't want Uncle to know, you have to listen to Wan." Wan

could only nod. It turned out her husband had called to ask Wan to help her find Wan, and he would send it to her tomorrow. While listening to her husband speak, Kang Kang put the penis into Wan's mouth. Wan couldn't say anything, only responding with "uh, uh."

Wan's penis was really big; Wan had to open her mouth almost to its maximum to fully suck it in. Wan kept thrusting into Wan's mouth, his hands pressing down on Wan's head. Wan turned her head and looked at the mirror on the cabinet. An eighteen-year-old boy was giving oral sex to a woman in her forties, while the woman was on the phone with her husband. The feeling was indescribable.

"Why are you making so many 'uh-huh' sounds... What are you doing?" Her husband probably sensed something was wrong and asked. Wan immediately spat out Kang Kang's penis.

"Wan is eating a popsicle. Kang Kang just bought some." After hearing Wan's explanation, her husband continued talking. At this moment, Kang Kang came up behind Wan, pulled her down, and made her lie on her side. Wan pressed against her back, playing with Wan's breasts and groping her plump buttocks. Suddenly, he slapped her.

"Smack!" The sound was heard even by her husband.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just swatting mosquitoes. There are so many mosquitoes." Wan could only say this. Kang Kang slapped Wan's buttocks even more happily.

The husband finally finished his call, and Wan's buttocks were covered in Kang Kang's fingerprints.

"Auntie, let's do it again. I want to fuck you as soon as I see your buttocks. I want to fuck your pussy, fuck your mouth, fuck your breasts, okay?"

Wan became more and more excited as she spoke, sucking on Wan's earlobe from behind and licking it lightly with the tip of her tongue. Wan held Wan's body still, like a puppy, gently circling her back, neck, stomach, navel, and breasts with her tongue.

Wan had forgotten that she and Wan were having incestuous intercourse. Her legs were tightly closed and then opened, her thighs rubbing against each other.

Wan held the penis, and Wan's hand reached back to grasp Wan's penis. The length of Wan's fingers was just enough to grasp the glans. Wan pressed her head against Wan's head and turned her head. Their tongues touched and intertwined again. The light contact below was obviously more stimulating than the frantic stroking of the penis.

Wan held Wan's head with one hand, while the other hand reached down from her shoulder, grasping Wan's breast and teasing her nipple with her index finger. Wan felt extremely stimulated, and the hand holding Wan's penis became even gentler.

Wan stuck out her tongue, guided the penis, placed it on Wan's vagina, and pushed upwards forcefully. Wan also reached down, cooperating to pry open the vagina, making it easier for Wan to insert her large penis. That feeling of fullness returned. Wan and Wan lay on their sides on the bed, with Wan supporting one of Wan's thighs with her hand to open her vagina a little, while Wan's lower body thrust upwards forcefully. Wan

looked up and saw her son's photo on the bedside table, and a sense of guilt immediately welled up in her heart. Wan put down the photo frame that held her son's photo.

"Haha... Cousin, Cousin... Do you know that Wan is fucking your mother? Your mother's vagina is so good, let Wan fuck it, Wan wants to fuck your mother every day... Haha..." Kang Kang felt that this was a better way to release his pent-up desire, and he kept shouting.

Wan no longer felt it was a big deal, because what she said was true, and her lower body was already overflowing with lustful fluids from being penetrated by the large penis, and she was panting heavily.

Wan held Kang Kang's head with her other hand, stroking her face with its thick beard roots; this position was incredibly lewd. After thrusting more than a hundred times, Wan turned from behind to the front, placed one of Kang Kang's thighs on her shoulder, and thrust forward while holding Kang Kang's thigh, playing with her breast with one hand. After thrusting more than a hundred times, Wan put Kang Kang's thigh down and lay on top of her. Wan had reached orgasm by this time, and Kang Kang also ejaculated a second time inside Wan's vagina.

The two of them lay on the bed embracing each other, resting for more than ten minutes before getting up to tidy their clothes and take a shower.

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"This is Wan and your cousin's first time," her mother said to Wan in a very calm tone, as if she wasn't talking about her own affairs, but just a trivial matter for Wan.

Wan was shaken by her mother's words and couldn't fall asleep for a long time in her room.

That night, Wan suffered from insomnia!

Chapter Four

: Wan hadn't been able to eat for the past few days, so she simply tried to avoid going home. With her mother spending all her time at her cousin's house, Wan was happy to have some peace and quiet, only returning home very late to sleep. Even when she saw her mother, she barely spoke a few words, acting like a stranger.

A week later, Wan had been drinking with friends all night. When she returned home, she found her mother already home, but Wan ignored her. Before, Wan was afraid of her mother finding out she had been drinking, but now she tried her best to avoid her. In fact, as time passed, Wan didn't hate her as much anymore, because that time she had only been passive, not willing. But there was no opportunity for Wan to reconcile with her; they remained in this stalemate.

Wan took off her shirt and collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, whether in a dream or reality, Wan was transported back to his middle school days. He went alone to his mother's factory to find her. His mother was wearing a sleeveless, V-neck pink dress, brown stockings, and white buckled high heels, standing at a table organizing documents. Wan forgot what he said to her, only remembering sitting in her chair. His mother turned to face him, her backside facing him, and he could clearly see the outline of her underwear. At that moment, Wan's penis began to erect.

His mother turned her head as well. She didn't say anything, but sat on the armrest of the chair, her upper body turned towards Wan's head. Wan stared at her breasts. At that moment, Wan's mind was blank; he could only see his mother's face, but no incestuous thoughts crossed his mind.

His mother pressed Wan's head against her chest, pulled down his pants, and her slender fingers lightly scratched his penis through his underwear with her nails, while her tongue licked his forehead. Holding Wan's head with my right hand and stroking Wan's penis with my left hand behind my back, that feeling was so good.

Wan reached under his mother's skirt and pulled down her pink panties. He unzipped the front of her dress, revealing no bra underneath. His mother's breasts were right in front of him. She put one of her breasts in his mouth, and he closed his eyes, sucking passionately.

Then he put his hand back on his penis. Suddenly, he felt a violent throbbing in his penis. Ah! Wan suddenly opened his eyes. It was all a dream. His vision was dark; it was the ceiling of his room, but it felt so real. There was another body on him.

Her small mouth was sucking on his nipple, and her hand was stroking his penis, which was now pulled down to his thighs. The area where his penis had been was wet, and his thighs were sticky—whether from his secretions or saliva, he couldn't tell.

In terror, Wan pulled her head up. By the moonlight, ah! It was his mother.

She was wearing a white V-neck camisole nightgown, one strap was off, and the other was loosely hanging on her arm. Judging from her body, she wasn't wearing a bra or underwear; she was going commando.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Wan asked, gently lifting his mother's body.

"Son, Mom is so sorry. You're my only son, and I can't lose you."

Wan realized he had indeed gone too far these past few days. It wasn't his fault; he shouldn't have treated her like that. He held her head, thought for a moment, and said, "Mom, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have treated you like this. Mom, please forgive me."

His mother hugged him tightly, burying her head in his chest. Her shoulder-length hair tickled him, but the feeling of holding his mother's body was incredibly comforting. He wished time could last forever, that this feeling would never end. But in reality, things didn't go as planned.

Wan's penis, uncooperatively erect, throbbed against his mother's smooth thigh. He couldn't see his mother's face, but he imagined it was flushed. His mother's hand gently caressed his testicles. Wan wanted to push her hand away; though his body desired it, his mind couldn't overcome the urge.

"Mom, don't do this. We're mother and son. This can't be right," Wan said, his words broken and fragmented.

Ignoring him, his mother bent down, took his penis in her hand, and sucked it into her mouth.

Wan felt his penis enveloped in her flesh, the tight sensation so pleasurable that he didn't want to speak anymore. Her hands moved upwards, stopping at Wan's nipples, where she played with them with her fingertips. Just then, Wan felt a chill on his penis. His mother had pulled it halfway out, and was only sucking on the glans with her lips, her tongue circling the tip.

Excited, Wan pressed his hand to his mother's head, urging her to suck his penis again. His mother withdrew one hand, teasing Wan's nipples with the other, while supporting his penis with her mouth, and sucked it back in. Wan no longer cared if she was his mother; he forcefully pressed her head towards his genitals. His mother's hand, which had been supporting his penis, now caressed his testicles, sometimes lightly brushing against his buttocks. The room was filled with Wan's heavy breathing and his mother's low moans as her mouth was blocked.

"Ah, Mom, Wan wants it, give it to Wan, Wan can't take it anymore," Wan cried out passionately.

Wan tried to sit up, but his mother pushed him down onto the bed, straddled him, and effortlessly inserted his penis into her vagina.

Ah, Wan was back. Twenty years ago, Wan was born from this very place, and now he had returned. His mother placed her hands on Wan's chest, and Wan hugged her buttocks. His mother cooperated by gently lifting her plump buttocks, moving up and down. Wan felt his penis was about to explode, so he immediately pulled it out.

His mother looked at him lovingly, her hands around his neck, gently stroking his face.

"Son, this isn't good for your health. If you want to ejaculate, just do it. I'll give it to you whenever you want."

"Mom, I know, I won't do it again."

At this moment, Wan felt his penis regaining its vitality. He sat up and pinned his mother down. He placed his mother's legs on his shoulders, and guided his penis to her vaginal opening. His mother reached down to help him insert it.

"Son, come on, Mom wants your penis, Mom is yours, Mom loves you," she cried passionately.

He responded, "Mom, I'll listen to you from now on, Mom, I want you."

He pressed down on his mother from above, her hair cascading down the side of the bed like a waterfall. She pushed her buttocks upwards, and he pressed his penis down. He pulled her legs down, wrapping them around his waist. She squeezed his buttocks tightly between her legs, her hands gripping his back, her fingers and palms pressing down on his back. He also brought his head close to hers.

The two truly achieved a union of body and soul. Wan and his mother continued their passionate kiss, their tongues intertwined. Wan didn't care that his mother's mouth had previously served his penis; they exchanged saliva. His mother's hands sometimes held Wan's back, sometimes gripped the sheets.

"Son, you're so good, Mommy's coming."

"Mommy, Wan's coming too." Wan felt liquid flowing onto his penis, and his mother squeezed his limbs even tighter than before. Under his mother's stimulation, Wan also reached orgasm, feeling a release in his lower back as his semen began to shoot into his mother's vagina.

This ejaculation was truly plentiful; Wan ejaculated five times in a row before releasing all his semen. Wan's mother trembled five times in Wan's arms, each time Wan ejaculated inside her .

"Son, you've got so much! Mommy's down there is so full, it feels so good."

After ejaculating, Wan lay on top of his mother.

"Mommy, you're great too," Wan responded to his mother.

"Mom, let go, I'm getting up!" Wan started to struggle against his mother.

His mother released him, and Wan sat up and pulled on his pants. Suddenly, Wan saw a red light flashing near the door of his room. He stared at the red dot.

"Who's there?" Wan alertly pulled out the arm-strengthening pull ring hanging by his bedside.

The light came on; it was Kang Kang, holding a handheld video camera. Before Wan could speak, he knew he'd fallen into a trap.

The previously warm situation had unknowingly changed.

"Mom, what's going on?" Wan glared angrily at his mother.

His mother lowered her head, covering her face with her hands. "Son, please forgive me, Kang Kang said..." Wan waved her hand to interrupt her, and Kang Kang was about to speak as well. Wan shoved Wan aside, grabbed his clothes from the chair beside him, and rushed out without looking back. Kang Kang stood motionless.

His mother wrapped the sheet around herself, put on her slippers, and followed Wan out. Ignoring her, Wan rushed to the door, hastily threw on some clothes, slipped on her shoes, and dashed out.

She didn't even close the door properly, only hearing her mother's soft sobs. Wan just wanted to get away, to run far, far away. She ran out of the neighborhood, running and running, until she finally reached the riverbank. The round moon still hung in the sky, but the sky was already turning blue; dawn would clearly break in a few hours.

Only then did Wan's head begin to throb.

Oh God, what should Wan do!

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