Mother's Trials 1-2

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My name is Mi Xiaole, and I am an illegitimate child. My surname is neither that of my biological father, whom I have never met, nor
that of my mother; it is the surname of my deceased adoptive father.

I never knew that I was not my parents' biological child. Until that disaster took their lives
, I thought I had become an orphan without any relatives, but then my biological mother appeared before me.

She is Cheng Mengting, a very popular movie star. The year she brought me home, my mother was only in her early thirties, while I
was already in junior high school. My mother was very young when she gave birth to me, and because she couldn't afford to raise me, she had to give me away.

Later, she entered the film industry by chance and soon became a popular movie star.

At that time, I was still living with my adoptive parents, leading a poor but carefree life. With her rise to fame, my
family's circumstances changed dramatically. Later I learned that my mother had never given up on me;
she had always silently watched over me, and she provided for all the expenses of my adoptive parents' home.

My mother and I returned home, but our relationship couldn't be public, of course, because of her reputation. A female celebrity being discovered
to have an illegitimate child would be ruined. Therefore, my mother made meticulous arrangements to take care of me. In
a heavily guarded upscale residential area, she bought two top-floor apartments, one in my name and one in hers. Each apartment had two
units per floor, and the elevator wouldn't open without a key card.

My mother spent most of the week there. Of course, she had other residences; she only stayed there
to be with me. Here, my mother didn't have to worry about paparazzi harassment, so on the surface, I was just my mother
's little brother next door.

After being separated from my mother for many years, when we reunited, I was rebellious at times. But I was quickly
moved by my mother's maternal love and genuinely accepted this celebrity mother. Besides, I had once been her loyal fan, and seeing my idol
become my mother filled me with surprise and a touch of excitement.

I've been with my mother for several years now, but she still
looks exactly the same as her appearance hasn't changed at all. Her skin was still so delicate, smooth, and elastic; her long hair
was still jet black and shiny; and her naturally oval face had exquisitely delicate features, as if sculpted by a master craftsman.

No wonder, even after more than a decade in the industry, the media still considers her the "leader of the pure and innocent girl" school. No wonder
she has always been known as the "Queen of Reverse Aging."

Actually, my mother has changed too, and that's in her demeanor. She's more mature than before, with a more feminine
charm . Now, she's a noble and beautiful woman with a youthful and sweet aura, dignified and elegant in her demeanor.

Today is the first day after the college entrance examination, and I'm going to enjoy my completely free holiday.
The thing I want to do most isn't to play games like crazy; I just
want to spend quality time with my mother. Maybe we can't travel together like other mothers and children, but as long as I can be with her quietly, I'll feel very happy. My mother promised
me that she would stay with me throughout this summer vacation.

Over the past few years, my relationship with my mother has deepened. She spoils me like a treasure, and I
also feel sorry for her working so hard every day.

Unfortunately, Mom hasn't come back yet. She went to a meeting to discuss an advertisement or something, and
won't .

I waited anxiously at home for most of the day, and finally, Mom returned. Her long, black

hair was styled in a bun, secured with a simple, vintage wooden hairpin. A single strand
of hair playfully cascaded down one side of her delicate, fair face, adding a touch of allure. Mom wore light makeup,
making her naturally captivating face even more enchanting.

Mom's neck was slender and long, a perfect swan neck. A shimmering gold necklace encircled it. A bright red agate pendant hung from
the necklace , dangling between her alluring V-shaped collarbone, making her fair
skin appear even more delicate. The necklace wasn't expensive, costing less than a thousand yuan, but it was bought with the money I earned during my
summer . After giving it to Mom, she never took it off.

She was wearing a royal blue embossed vintage-style cheongsam-like midi dress, which made her appear so elegant and
refined . Although her waist was slender, it didn't detract from her shapely figure; her breasts and hips, while
not enormous, were certainly pert compared to her slender frame.

Her long legs didn't need stockings to accentuate them; her shapely calves beneath the knee-length skirt were enough to arouse
any man's fantasies. Her delicate, white feet, painted with red toenail polish, paired with black crystal-embellished high-heeled
sandals, further fueled any romantic notion.

Besides exuding the fragile, delicate beauty of an Eastern woman, her beautiful mother also possessed a captivating and alluring charm.

As soon as Mom entered the house, she kicked off her high-heeled sandals and walked in barefoot. She plopped down on the sofa,
rubbing her soft, white feet, and said, "Ugh, what kind of shoes are these? They're so uncomfortable! I really don't want to be their spokesperson anymore."

Looking at Mom, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "I should really take a picture of you like this and post it online with
the title 'Beautiful Idol Cross-dressing as a Foot-Scooping Man.'"

When I returned to Mom's side, I was already a big boy. Mom said to me then, "Lele,
I'm sorry you've suffered all these years. You weren't around when you were little, and I didn't know how to get along with you. How about this
, let's be good friends? You can say whatever you want, and Mom will tell you everything she thinks. Okay?"
Mom said it, and she did it. So we really were like good friends, able to confide in each other
and play and joke around together.

"You dare! I'll kill you!" Mom raised her hand, as if to hit me. But when she saw the water glass in my hand,
she put it down and smiled sweetly, "Good son, so filial. Come to Mom's side."

I went to my mother's side and handed her the water glass, "Drink up, it's cooled down." My mother actually suffers a lot;
to maintain her health, she never touches cold drinks. Even on a hot summer day like this, she only drinks warm water.

She took the water glass, drank most of it in one gulp, and casually put it aside, starting to nag, "Lele, let me
tell you , you should drink less cold drinks too. And drink more water. You'll understand when you get older...

"

She started lecturing me on health, and I couldn't let her continue, otherwise it might go on for half a day. I
quickly called out, "Stop! Stop! Stop! Ms. Cheng, is this how you nag your fans?"

"What did you say? You dare call me a nag? Believe me, I'll teach you a lesson right now!" Mom bared her
pearly white teeth, looking both mischievous and adorable.

"Miss Cheng, you should watch your words. I'm your neighbor; you can't disrupt peace and harmony."

I grinned smugly, as if to say, "What can you do to me?"

Mom slapped her chest, feigning realization, and said, "That's right... I don't seem to have
an obligation to give my neighbors pocket money, do I, Mr. Xiaomi?" A true actress indeed; before she finished speaking, her expression changed drastically, her bright
eyes filled with innocence.

"You can't do this! What kind of mother are you!" I snapped; she was trying to cut off my source of income.

"I'll do this, let's see what you can do about it." Mom haughtily raised her head, ignoring me.

I had no choice but to resort to my trump card: flattery and fawning. "Mom, you didn't understand what I meant.

I mean, you need to watch your words in the future. Don't ever say 'old lady.' How are you old? You're youthful and
beautiful, sweet and charming, stunningly beautiful, with pearly white teeth and bright eyes, naturally beautiful, as pretty as a flower..."

I rattled off all the words I'd learned from online novels to describe beautiful women. Sure enough, Mom laughed.
"Why are you spouting so much nonsense?"

I said seriously, "How is this nonsense? These words are not enough to describe Mom's beauty!"

Mom had been flattered far too many times; she was tired of hearing these kinds of words, but
no matter how many times I said them, Mom's face would light up with joy. She gave me a coquettish glare and whispered
, "You're being cheeky. Your punishment is to massage Mommy's feet!" With that, she arched her beautiful foot, then suddenly sprang out, her smooth, shapely calf
forming a bright, straight line, and tucked her delicate white foot into my lap.

This wasn't punishment; it was practically a reward!

I happily grasped my mother's smooth, supple feet, cradling them in my arms. Since we were at home, I
was shirtless, and my mother's slender toes touched my bare chest, making my heart flutter.

My palms gently caressed the smooth, jade-like instep of my mother's foot, my thumbs pressing on her soft, delicate
sole . It was less of a massage and more of a playful appreciation. My mother's feet were so beautiful, like ice sculptures, without a single
flaw. Small and exquisite yet still fleshy, they felt warm and smooth in my hands.

"Use a little more force," my mother commanded, watching over my half-hearted attempt to finish.

I chuckled and said, "Yes, my queen."

I diligently massaged my mother's feet, but a casual glance drew my gaze to her
crotch .

My mother was exposed, exposed in front of me again.

Today she was wearing pink panties, the small fabric stretched taut between her legs,
creating a cleavage and outlining the beautiful shape of her vulva.

"Hiss..." I took a deep breath, unable to remain calm, my penis pitching a large
tent .

I had embarrassed myself in front of my mother again...

Ever since I returned to her side, she always liked to hold me while sleeping, saying she wanted to make up for it by giving me more
motherly love . I'm a normal boy, whether it's holding a mature and beautiful woman's body or my morning
erection, it always sticks hard against my mother.

My mother has seen me embarrass myself countless times. At first, she would blush and shyly try to avoid it. But later,
she got used to it always just laughed it off.

I remember in my second year of high school, my mom came home drunk from a business dinner, and I took care of her all night. When I woke up in the morning,
I found her on top of me, her vagina rubbing against my hard
penis through two thin layers of underwear.

If she hadn't woken up in time, I would have definitely ejaculated. Afterwards, I found my underwear was wet
too .

My mom had come...

That was the first time my mom and I had a conversation about this. I remember her saying it
was an accident, and then she subtly told me that both men and women have needs. If I found a suitable
girlfriend, she wouldn't object, as long as I didn't get her pregnant.

After that accident, we didn't stop at all. It seemed like we even went a little further. Whenever my mom came back,
we would cuddle together almost every night before falling asleep.

And I gradually became bolder, rubbing against her breasts, touching her thighs and buttocks, and even secretly lifting her
nightgown to look at her underwear.

I felt like she knew, but she just let me be.

Like this time, I was blatantly staring between my mother's legs, and she didn't seem distracted
. She just didn't say anything, casually letting me touch her feet and admire
the view under her skirt.

I'd had feelings for my mother for a long time, not just a day or two, not just a year or two.

Long before I returned to her side, she was my goddess. Back then, I even
collected photoshopped pictures of her, masturbating while looking at her face and other women's photoshopped nudes. How could I
have imagined then that I would one day touch her feet, rub her vulva, and touch her buttocks? I certainly didn't imagine that she
would become my mother at this time.

While spying on my mother's private parts, I would occasionally glance at her face. My mother didn't seem
unhappy , but why were her pretty cheeks so red, and her eyes… weren't they staring straight
at my crotch?

What was my mother thinking?

I couldn't guess at all.

A phone call diverted my mother's attention. After hanging up, she pulled her legs back. "Feifei
's coming over in a bit. She said you finished your exams and she wants to treat you. She's already ordered food, it'll be delivered to your place,
so just wait for it when you get back." My mom and I rarely go out for a big meal; we usually order
food to be delivered to our house.

Feifei, whom my mom mentioned, is the most important person in her life, and equally important to me. Her name is Sun
Linfei. She has many identities: she's my mom's childhood classmate, her best friend of over thirty years,
her manager , and the only person who knows about my relationship with my mom.

The first time I heard that my mom was Cheng Mengting was from her; she personally told me...
I was taken to live with my mother. When I first arrived, she patiently comforted me. Therefore,
Aunt have a very, very deep bond.

But in these past few years, Aunt Feifei has changed. She's become something that... brings me both pain and pleasure...

This cunning, treacherous woman is always finding new ways to bully me, and she always tries to take advantage of me.

I want revenge, I must get revenge!

I stayed in my room until almost six o'clock when the delivery person finally arrived. Opening the package, I saw it was full of
meat and fish . My mother and Aunt Feifei are both on a diet; they can only eat seafood and vegetables. It seems they
ordered all this for me.

Maybe I shouldn't get revenge today?

After plating all the dishes and setting out the tableware, I went to call my mother.

The door across the hall was ajar, and I could hear voices inside. Aunt Feifei had arrived. I was about to go in
and greet her when I heard my mother say, "He played with my foot this afternoon, and now he's hard again."

Oh! My mother and Aunt Feifei are talking about me; I have to listen. They always talked about everything, and I never
expected to be so open about something like this.

"You'll get fucked by your son sooner or later," Aunt Feifei said. She's always been bold, but I never expected her
to be so explicit. She actually said that, even though I kind of wanted to. But that's my mother.

"What should I do?" I could tell from my mother's voice that she wasn't resisting at all.

She was conflicted, she was actually conflicted!

"I'm fed up with you, always so wishy-washy. Just do it... you can't have children, let him
have his way with you." Aunt Feifei encouraged my mother to be with me, and to have sex directly.

Aunt Feifei, you're so kind, I really hope you can convince my mother. But I don't want to, because that's
my mother .

My mother and I are completely on the same page about this. She said, "How can that be? He's my
son !"

Aunt Feifei said, "Tingting, to be honest, I've seen it all along. Lele wants to sleep with you too. But he
's not just someone who wants to play around with you; his feelings for you are too complicated—there's familial affection and infatuation. As for you, I think
you feel the same way Lele does. So why can't you two be together? Anyway, no one can find out about your relationship. Even
if you register your marriage, it'll be fine. At most, people will say you're an old cow eating young grass."

Aunt Feifei was right. My birth certificate only lists my adoptive parents' names. Now they
're gone, and no one can possibly know my true parentage.

The conversation paused for a moment before Mom said, "That's not what I'm worried about."

"Then what is it?"

Mom said, "If I'm just his mother, I have my freedom. But once we do that, he won't be
oblivious. How will I explain it to him then? I finally got this close to Lele, I don't want
to hurt him again, I don't want to lose him again."

"Do you think he'll be indifferent once he finds out? Tingting, you're wrong. It's all the same
. I think you should just talk to Lele directly, tell him your difficulties, and be tactful. He loves you so much,
I bet he'll accept you."

I didn't quite understand Aunt Feifei and Mom's conversation, but I vaguely guessed what was going on. Everyone knows
they're not so innocent in this circle. Mom had also had scandals; paparazzi had taken
photos of her passionately kissing a young master from an entertainment group. However, that scandal quickly faded away, and the photo was said to be photoshopped.

I was very unhappy that time and even asked Mom about it. Mom was very nervous, apologizing and explaining to me, saying
a lot. But she didn't hide it. She said it was an accident; she'd been drinking and spent the night with that man. She
even promised me it would never happen again.

What could I say? My mother is single, and although that man has a lot of scandals, he's not
married . As her son, I feel I can't control her that much.

So I could only say, "I was just asking, but I don't like you and that man… If it were someone else,
maybe I wouldn't hate them so much." Actually, I was hiding something. I wouldn't accept any man; I feel
my mother belongs only to me. That time, my mother made another promise: "Mom won't get married; I'll
stay with Lele forever."

Another time, there was a rumor that my mother spent several hours in a hotel room with a famous director, but
then a lawyer issued a statement saying there were other people present, they talked all night, and they reserved
the right to pursue legal action.

But I knew it was true because I accidentally overheard my mother's phone call with that man, asking him
to settle the matter. When my mother found me behind her, she once again honestly told me the truth. She said she had
needs too.

By then, I was already very close to my mother, and I really wanted to tell her that I could help her resolve the situation.
But I couldn't, because we were mother and son. I could only pretend to be magnanimous and tell her, "Be careful next time."

After these two incidents, I roughly knew that my mother had been involved with other men for some reason.

My heart ached, but I could understand my mother; after all, she was in this circle, and she was
a mature woman.

If I wasn't mistaken, my mother was worried that if we took things further, I wouldn't be able to accept her
current situation . But Aunt Feifei said I might not care, but I didn't really know. All along, I had been
numbing myself, thinking that my mother had only been involved in these two incidents. But was that really the case? I couldn't find
the answer .

My mother said, "I'm so confused, I can't make up my mind." At least from my mother's words, I could tell that she
wasn't against me, but... if we took that step, would it really be the right thing to do? My mother didn't continue the topic with Aunt
Feifei ; she then said, "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's go check if the food has arrived."

They were coming over, and I dared not let my mother know that I had overheard their conversation. No matter how chaotic my mind was, I
forced myself to remain calm and pretended I had just left. I went to greet Aunt Feifei, first saying, "Aunt Feifei, you're
here! The food's here, let's eat."

I was a bit incoherent, and what I said seemed a bit off, which Aunt Feifei caught me off guard. She
smiled slyly, glanced back at my mother sitting in the living room, and then said to me, "You little rascal, what did you say? How can
the food be here just because Auntie is here? Do you want to eat Auntie?"

Aunt Feifei isn't tall; she only reaches my chin in platform sandals. But she
doesn't give off a petite vibe; rather, she's voluptuous. Actually, Aunt Feifei isn't fat; her waist and legs aren't thick at all. It's just that her
flesh is all in the right places.

Today, she's wearing a pure white short-sleeved cardigan, the material very thin, subtly revealing
a pair of . Paired with the white shirt is a black pencil skirt that tightly hugs
her plump hips.

If she weren't with a stunning beauty like my mother, Aunt Feifei would definitely be the center of attention.
She also has a beautiful face, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and full red lips, making her appear alluring and seductive.

When Aunt Feifei talks to me, she always speaks with great enthusiasm, her almond-shaped eyes blinking provocatively
. If it were before, I would definitely have retaliated.

But after hearing my mother's conversation with her, my mind is in turmoil. I had no intention
of joking with her anymore, so I honestly said, "The meal has been delivered."

"Oh, so well-behaved today?" Aunt Feifei's face flashed with a hint of suspicion. This shrewd woman was
meticulous ; nothing escaped her notice. Over the years, she had indeed helped my mother a lot.

I dared not give myself away in front of Aunt Feifei, so I quickly put on a smiling face and begged, "I'm just afraid of you!

Please don't tease me again today, okay?"

Aunt Feifei nudged my shoulder and said, "You're still not happy? So many people beg Aunt Feifei to
tease , and I don't even pay attention to them."

After saying that, Aunt Feifei didn't make things difficult for me anymore. She stepped forward and took my arm,
walking towards the opposite door while asking me with concern, "Lele, how did the test go? What score do you think you got?"

I answered truthfully, and Aunt Feifei was happy for me.

During the meal, my mother and Aunt Feifei chatted, laughed, and joked around as usual. Although I
had something on my mind, I didn't dare to be negligent and pretended to be nonchalant, joking around with them.

After a few drinks, the atmosphere became lively.

Aunt Feifei suddenly asked me, "Lele, Auntie is asking you, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No." My heart was only for my mother; how could any other girl compare to my eyes?

"Still a virgin?" Aunt Feifei made an exaggerated expression of surprise. "Tingting, don't be so strict with your
son . He's so old; it's time for him to experience it." After saying that, she smiled mysteriously and continued, "Lele,
do you want Auntie to find you a pretty girl to lose your virginity? Auntie knows plenty of pretty girls." As she spoke,
Aunt Feifei's gaze intentionally or unintentionally glanced at my mother.

Mom understood Aunt Feifei's meaning and sighed helplessly, "Feifei, stop fooling around."

I could only pretend to be clueless and said, "Okay then, Aunt Feifei, introduce me to a girlfriend."

Aunt Feifei brought her face closer, her bright eyes conveying affection, her nose almost touching mine,
the warm breath of her full red lips filling my mouth. "So, do you want someone like me, or..."

Aunt Feifei's delicate nose rubbed against mine, turning her gaze to Mom.

Sigh... I could tell from Aunt Feifei's words that she wanted to matchmake Mom and me. We knew it was a tacit
understanding , but we couldn't say it out loud, so I could only say, "You and Mom are both great beauties, where else in the world can you find someone
like you?"

"Hahahaha." Aunt Feifei laughed loudly, her body shaking with laughter, causing her large breasts to bounce.
"Tingting, your Lele is so good at talking... Lele, Auntie likes you, here you go." Saying this, she picked up a peeled
shrimp and stuffed it into my mouth. Two slender fingers were inserted quite deeply, almost to my lips, and still
pushing further in. I had no choice but to suck on Aunt Feifei's fingers before I could finally eat the shrimp.

"Tingting, your son is so naughty, secretly sucking on my fingers!" Aunt Feifei suddenly shouted. She
turned the tables , accusing me first, and I was truly speechless.

My mother wasn't stupid; she had seen it all. "Feifei, it's clearly you who bullied my son. And you're framing Lele."

The three of us were used to playing around together, so my mother didn't take this kind of little joke seriously.

Aunt Feifei, on the other hand, got excited and said indignantly, "I think it's the two of you who ganged up on me."

To get revenge, I decided to retaliate against Aunt Feifei. Due to

the eating habits I developed growing up in my adoptive parents' home, I still preferred meat and
wasn't interested in the seafood they liked. There was my favorite braised pork on the table, but Aunt Feifei and my mother, in order to maintain their figures,
absolutely refused to touch such high-fat foods.

I deliberately teased Aunt Feifei, picking out the fattest piece and putting it on her plate. "Aunt Feifei, I'm
apologizing."

Aunt Feifei wasn't so easily fooled. She glanced at the fatty meat on the plate, then at me, a disdainful smile
playing . "Is this how you try to get rid of your aunt? No sincerity at all. How did I feed you just now?"

I knew I'd have to feed her with my hands, and Aunt Feifei would probably suck my fingers, maybe even bite them.

I wouldn't fall for it.

"Feed Aunt Feifei with your mouth, and give her a kiss while you're at it." Aunt Feifei's eyes sparkled, alluring and seductive.

I'd really tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the bait; she'd teased me again.

"Feifei, that's enough." My mother finally couldn't stand it anymore, looking at Aunt Feifei resentfully.

Aunt Feifei smiled, then suddenly her face darkened. "Lele, go buy Auntie a drink."

She was just trying to get rid of me; she had something to say to my mother.

Mom understood, of course. She thought for a moment and said, "Lele, go ahead."

I understood too. I didn't even ask Aunt Feifei what drink she wanted before I put on my clothes and went out.
Neither were strangers to me, and I always acted casually around them.

Aunt Feifei followed me to the door, which was locked shut. The door was so soundproof that I couldn't
hear anything inside, so I had to go downstairs.

There was a convenience store in the neighborhood, but it was quite far away, and it took me a good ten minutes to get back.

When I got inside, I realized Mom wasn't there. "Aunt Feifei, where's my mom?" "

She spilled some soup on herself, so she went across the street to change."

"Oh..." I felt like it wasn't that simple.

As soon as I sat down, Aunt Feifei said, "I just heard Tingting say that you massaged her feet this afternoon?"

"Ah, yes." I was sure Aunt Feifei had more to say, so I waited.

"Good boy, Auntie's feet hurt too, can you rub them for me?" Aunt Feifei stared
intently at me. Before I could answer, she lifted her foot high.

Aunt Feifei's feet were beautiful, white, round, and plump. However, one of her pretty feet was lifted
too high, and her elastic short skirt was spread wide open. Following the white jade leg, I saw that the end of her thigh was completely
bare , without even underwear or a single hair, only two smooth, plump, dark red
labia.

It was the first time I had ever seen a woman's private parts, and my eyes immediately went wide. Aunt Feifei didn't pull her beautiful leg back,
letting me stare at her private parts like that. After a long while, she finally pulled her leg back and brought her face
closer , this time even closer.

"You little rascal, not only will you not massage Auntie's feet, but you're also peeking at Auntie. What did you see?"

My Adam's apple bobbed a few times as I swallowed hard in response to Auntie Feifei.

Auntie Feifei smiled seductively, "Did you see Auntie's cunt? Do you want to use your big cock to shove it
in and fuck Auntie hard?"

To be honest, besides my mother, she's the only person in the world who treats me the best. She's a woman who
dares to speak her mind and act on her feelings, with a fiery temper and a strong personality. My mother says that people in the media are most afraid
of dealing with her.

Auntie Feifei never shows me her tough side. She only teases me, and
after , she started constantly making little jokes. As I got older, the jokes became more and more outrageous, and sometimes she
would even make me hard. She dared to sit on my lap to drink, and she also dared to let me sit on her lap, leaning against her soft,
large breasts, to feed me.

My mother once told me, "You're so big, don't crush Auntie Feifei."

She replied to my mother, "Women aren't afraid of being pressed down."

I understood immediately, and my face turned bright red. My lower body also involuntarily became erect.

Several times, I felt interested in her body. But that was just a man's instinctive reaction. With
Aunt Feifei, I was only lustful, not obsessed like I was with my mother. So, if there was a chance to have something
happen , I would definitely be happy to. The premise was that it wouldn't upset my mother.

It's not hard to imagine that during the time I was away, my mother and Aunt Feifei had reached some agreement. My mother
gave me to Aunt Feifei, and I got permission. Although I really wanted to know what they said, I was already
aroused by Aunt Feifei's straightforward, naked, and flirtatious words. My mind was only on the plump and beautiful vulva of Aunt
Feifei .

Aunt Feifei and I were one step closer. Every time her red lips opened and closed, they brushed against my lips. I
really couldn't control myself and leaned forward slightly to press my lips against Aunt Feifei's.

I kissed Aunt Feifei, a wet and sticky French kiss.

Aunt Feifei was so good at kissing, her tongue teasing mine, sometimes in her mouth, sometimes in mine,
the two of us sucking each other's saliva.

I don't know how long we kissed before Aunt Feifei finally let go of me. Her chestnut curly hair was disheveled, her face was flushed, and
her eyes were even more seductive. "Lele, do you want something more comfortable than just kissing?"

Of course, I knew what Aunt Feifei was talking about, although I was
suspicious of my mother and Aunt Feifei's actions. But in this situation, who could care about anything else? My gaze fell
on Aunt Feifei's high breasts, and my hand rose up.

Aunt Feifei said, "Want to touch Auntie's breasts? Touch them, Auntie will let you touch them all." As she spoke,
Aunt unbuttoned her shirt and threw it off. She was only wearing a bra. She put her hands behind her back and
fiddled with them a few times. The bra loosened, and a pair of large breasts bounced out, the scarlet nipples trembling slightly in the air.

I swallowed hard and eagerly pressed my hands against her breasts. My large hands, big enough to hold a basketball, couldn't
cover half of Aunt Feifei's plump, white breasts.

"Mmm...mmm..." Aunt Feifei hummed softly as I rubbed her
breasts Her beautiful eyes, radiating a seductive glow, were fixed on me. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she
uttered a sweet, cloying voice: "Auntie's breasts are soft? Do they feel good to rub?"

"Mmm...good, Auntie's breasts are so big and soft." Watching the plump, white flesh sink into my
fingers , her breasts changing shape in my palms, the scarlet nipples twitching and dancing, my breathing became even more
rapid.

"Auntie, is it good? You can play with all my breasts." Aunt Feifei wasn't young, but she smiled sweetly and
coquettishly without being cheesy. She was more alluring than a young girl, captivating and mesmerizing.

As she spoke, a plump little hand slipped inside the wide leg of my shorts.
Without hesitation, she grabbed my already throbbing, rock-hard penis.

Gently stroking it through my underwear, Aunt Feifei's gaze shifted from surprise to delight: "Lele, how come yours
is so big? So hard. Do you like Auntie touching your penis? Auntie's getting all wet just touching your big penis."
Auntie Feifei's hands were warm and soft; stroking my penis through my underwear made me feel weak and limp all over.

Her slender fingers parted the edge of my underwear, her long, manicured nails scraping
against gently teasing it. She added, "Your balls are so bulging. A virgin is different. When Auntie deflowers you,
I'll give you a big red envelope." With that, she laboriously pulled my penis out of my underwear and held it in her hand. My
loose shorts bulged with Auntie Feifei's movements.

It was the first time my penis had been held by a woman; the feeling was more pleasurable than anything I'd ever experienced while masturbating.

I even forgot I had a pair of soft, white breasts in my hands, and I no longer cared about kneading them. Enjoying
Aunt Feifei's gentle and soothing caresses, I suddenly felt the urge to ejaculate. I was almost driven to climax by
Aunt play.

I took deep breaths, clenched my teeth, but my body couldn't help writhing restlessly.

Seeing my strange expression, Aunt Feifei quickly withdrew her hand and said, "I won't play with your dick anymore, so
you don't ejaculate. Auntie is waiting for you to ejaculate inside, shall we go to your bed?"

I nodded and stood up with Aunt Feifei in my arms, but as soon as I stood up, I couldn't help but
hug her and kiss her again. This time, my hands weren't still either. One hand kneaded Aunt Feifei's large breasts, while the other hand
lifted Aunt Feifei's skirt, touching the plump and beautiful vulva that I longed for even more.

Aunt Feifei's lower body was so thick, soft, and hot, and indeed, very wet.

Although I had never touched a woman's genitals before, I had learned quite a few techniques from porn. Following
the narrow crevice between her labia, I found a small bud at the tip. I pressed my finger against it, not daring to use too much force,
just gently teasing it.

Aunt Feifei suddenly pushed me away, looked into my eyes, smiled seductively, and said with a look of delight, "Lele, you're so naughty, where did you learn to play with a girl's genitals?" Her eyes became hazy, and two blushes rose to her cheeks
at a visible speed.
Gradually, her brows furrowed again, her red lips parted, and she let out a soft moan: "Ah...

um... Lele... rub my little bud... ah, so comfortable, faster, harder..." Aunt
Feifei writhed restlessly, her legs opening and closing, her toes rising and falling.

It was the first time I had ever experienced the beauty of a woman's body. Someone interrupted this most wonderful first meal of my life;
the door suddenly opened, and my mother rushed in.

"Feifei, wait a minute..." my mother said with a hint of reproach, her face flushed.

I quickly withdrew my hand, separating myself from Aunt Feifei, my face burning. Even though I knew that
my mother had given her permission for this, how could I be intimate with someone else in front of her?

Aunt Feifei also took a step back, looked at my mother, looked at me, smiled indifferently, and shook her
head.

Mom lowered her head, but looked up at Aunt Feifei with pleading eyes and said, "Feifei, come here, I have something to
tell you." Only then did Mom glance at me, her eyes filled with resentment.

Aunt Feifei simply pulled up her skirt, her upper body bare, her breasts prominent, and left with Mom.

They must have gone to the apartment across the hall; the door was locked, and I had no idea what happened inside.

A long, long time passed before Aunt Feifei returned alone. She didn't get intimate with me again, picked up her bra and blouse,
and dressed neatly. Then she leaned down and
whispered then kissed my earlobe, swayed her plump hips, and left.

I was completely dumbfounded the whole time, utterly confused. I wanted to go find Mom and ask her,
but I was too nervous to go.

Mom didn't come back. What was she doing? Was she angry because she saw me being intimate with Aunt Feifei?

I still remember the look she gave me, the sorrow and sadness in her eyes…

It was late, and I figured Mom wouldn't be back. I stiffly finished cleaning the dishes and took a quick
shower. Lying in bed, I grew increasingly uneasy.

I couldn't wait for Mom to come looking for me; I had to go and ask her.

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