My Neighbor's Pure and Petite Married Woman, Xiaolan, 1-15 - Incest Novel

.Xiao Lan has been troubled lately. Her son, Xiao An, who wasn't very tall when he was in junior high, suddenly became very tall and strong after starting high school. Whether it's due to his love of sports or puberty, people might not believe he's her son, given Xiao Lan's petite stature. It's certainly a good thing that the child resembles his father, but her son, who looks like an adult, has suddenly become very interested in the opposite sex. Of course, this is normal for children entering puberty, but for Xiao Lan, a wife whose husband is often away on business trips, there are some things she doesn't know how to handle. One Sunday night, Xiao Lan got up to pee in the middle of the night. Coming out of the bathroom, still sleepy, she noticed a light coming from her son's room across the hall. Thinking he had forgotten to turn off the light again, she opened the door and went into his room. To her surprise, her son was still awake, sitting in front of the computer wearing headphones and looking at the screen. The son, wearing headphones, stood with his back to the door, engrossed in watching a pornographic film, completely unaware that someone would come in. Xiao Lan, facing the screen, couldn't hear the sound, but she could clearly see the obscene images of men and women having sex. Xiao Lan was momentarily at a loss; how could her usually well-behaved son be watching porn? Xiao An was focused on the scenes of intercourse, the woman's lewd moans coming from his headphones. Xiao An had already taken off his underwear and was masturbating with his right hand. He hadn't heard the door open because of his headphones, nor did he notice the light streaming in. But when Xiao Lan entered, her figure blocked the light, making him realize something was wrong from the screen. As he rubbed his glans, he turned his head alertly and saw his mother standing behind him in her pajamas. He was immediately startled, frantically turning off the computer screen while stammering, "Mom, ah, why are you in?" "Ah, An'an, what are you wearing on your head?" Xiao Lan suddenly noticed that her son, who had turned around, was wearing... well, underwear. Wait, wasn't this the black lace underwear she had just changed out of and put in the laundry basket after showering that evening? The underwear she had worn all day still had some pale yellow stains on it, and now it was strangely turned inside out and pulled over her head by her son. Her son's eyes were staring at his mother in surprise through the holes in the underwear. The crotch of the black lace underwear was covering his nose, and the elastic waistband was around his chin. Looking at the stains on the crotch, Xiao Lan could feel her son breathing in the scent of her genitals through the underwear. "Ah, Mom, I'm sorry." Xiao An then realized he was wearing his mother's underwear on his head. He quickly apologized and hurriedly tried to take it off, but in his panic, he forgot his headphones. In a clumsy attempt, he finally managed to pull off both the headphones and the underwear together. After the initial shock, Xiaolan regained her composure. As a mother, she knew this was a crucial moment; she needed to provide proper guidance to her son. Simply scolding and forbidding him wouldn't be very effective, and he would likely only do it secretly in the future, making it difficult for her to help him. In fact, a son's growth and sex education should ideally be guided by his father. However, Xiaolan realized she couldn't rely on her husband for the time being. Even though she was a little embarrassed, she had to guide her son herself. So, she calmly said to him, "It's okay, Mommy isn't blaming you." Xiaolan's eyes involuntarily glanced at her son's erect penis, a little shocked at how large it had become. However, she tried to remain calm and continued gently, "An'an, um, put your pants on first." Xiao An was embarrassed and obediently put on his underwear with his head down. Only then did he look up, staring intently at his mother, exclaiming in surprise, "Mom, ah, you, you're so beautiful!" Xiao Lan, seeing her son's gaze, realized that the pajamas she was wearing that night were the kind she only wore when making love with her husband. It was all because her husband was often away from home; tonight, while showering, she couldn't help but caress her nipples and use the showerhead to stimulate her genitals. As a result, she was burning with desire after the shower and, in a daze, naturally chose to wear this pajamas. The black, sheer pajamas featured floral embroidery and cutouts on the front, while the back was made entirely of transparent mesh. Combined with the red French lace lingerie Xiao Lan had specially worn that night, her 32C breasts appeared particularly firm, bulging against the front of the pajamas, showcasing her perfectly alluring cleavage. Xiaolan's matching red French lace panties were subtly visible through the hem of her nightgown. French lace lingerie emphasizes comfort and sexiness, so the areolas and nipples of her breasts, as well as her pubic hair and labia, were only partially concealed. Of course, her son saw all of this. Hearing her son's sincere praise and seeing his burning gaze, Xiaolan felt a natural, lightheadedness. She was almost 39 years old, and her husband rarely praised her. She hadn't expected to discover today that she was still quite attractive in her son's eyes. Xiaolan blurted out, "Ah, really?" Especially seeing the look on her son's face, she knew he wasn't lying, which made her body heat up. Coupled with the sex scenes she had just seen in the video and the large glans of her son's penis, Xiaolan felt her breasts harden and her vagina begin to feel wet and hot. "No, I have to hold back." Xiaolan told herself this in her heart, but soon, under her son's eager and passionate gaze, she felt her lower body begin to leak fluid, and a tingling sensation spread from her uterus. Although Xiaolan wanted to remain calm, her hungry and empty body betrayed her. "No, I can't hold back anymore, I have to finish quickly." "Really, I think Mom is the most beautiful woman in the world." Xiao An's eyes were glued to his mother, his face showing a firm and unwavering expression. Xiaolan knew, of course, where his eyes were looking. She couldn't take it anymore; she could feel her nipples hardening. So, Xiaolan bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with seductive allure, trying to calm herself down, and then quickly told her son with a decisive heart, "Mommy loves you, baby, so Mommy won't blame you or scold you." She first tried to comfort her son, not wanting him to panic and ruin things. "Oh, Mommy, I love you too." "But you've entered puberty, and there are some things Mommy needs to make clear to you." Then, Xiaolan tried to maintain a calm tone and continued to talk to her son about the important points. "Yes, I know." Xiao An nodded obediently, swallowing hard, his eyes still fixed on his mother's two incredibly alluring, sexy, and high breasts covered by her bra, unable to look away. "It's getting late, and you have school tomorrow, baby. Go to sleep first, and Mom will have a good talk with you after school tomorrow." However, Xiao Lan knew she was about to lose control, so she decided to quickly use delaying tactics. She would talk about it tomorrow, otherwise she might be exposed in front of her son. "Okay, Mom." Xiao An probably knew he was in the wrong, so he was also eager to get out of the fray. To appease Xiao An, Xiao Lan bent down and hugged her son, then said goodnight to him. After turning off the light for him, she quickly returned to her room. After closing and locking the door, without turning on the light, she lay down on the bed, actively lifting her nightgown and spreading her legs, eagerly reaching her hands inside her underwear and bra. Then, Xiaolan's suppressed moans began to echo from the room. Her hands groped and caressed her chest and genitals. Xiaolan wasn't thinking about how to deal with her son secretly browsing pornographic websites, reading pornographic literature and images, and watching pornographic films; she was more eager to satisfy her own physical desires. Chapter 2: Xiaolan's Erotic Dream. Xiaolan finally resorted to her last resort, taking out the three-pronged electric vibrator her husband had bought for her. With the help of the sex toy, she finally reached orgasm, trembling all over, and then fell into a deep sleep, exhausted. However, as the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. Even in her sleep, she continued to enjoy an incredibly sweet erotic dream. In her dream, Xiaolan was wearing her wedding dress again. Amidst the blessings of relatives and friends, she arrived at the wedding venue in a sexy and elegant white gown. Then she discovered that there were two grooms: one was Xiao Xu, and the other was her son, Xiao An. The two grooms, dressed in matching white suits, accompanied Xiaolan to the hall, one on each side. Once she stood still, she noticed the two grooms beside her. Their attire made her blush and her heart race. The grooms' upper bodies were covered only by red bow ties and white tank tops, their chests and nipples exposed – a powerfully masculine aura that deeply shocked and moved her.Her heart was filled with immense bewilderment and shyness. The groom's lower body was dressed in what appeared to be a tuxedo-style trousers, but only the back of his penis resembled a swallowtail; there were no trousers underneath, and the glans of both her husband and son were directly exposed to everyone's view. Of course, it wasn't truly completely uncovered; at least the base of his penis was decorated with a rainbow-colored ribbon with a bow. This unique design seemed deliberately intended to echo the bow tie on the groom's upper body, indeed incredibly eye-catching and incredibly obscene. However, once Xiaolan began to carefully examine her white veil, she realized that compared to what she was wearing, the groom's attire was actually quite conservative. Xiaolan's lace white veil was open from the back all the way to her buttocks. In fact, Xiaolan's entire back and buttocks were practically completely uncovered; the guests behind could even clearly see the cleft of Xiaolan's buttocks and her round, white buttocks. Of course, her anus was partially concealed by a beautiful string of sapphire beads. Therefore, others probably couldn't see the area below the anus clearly, so it wouldn't be so shocking. However, the front of the wedding dress was also exquisite, with the entire bodice completely open, using jewels to encircle the nipples, forming a bra that looked like a cross shape. But the nipples were tightly restrained, and a ruby bell hung down. Xiaolan looked down and felt that the skirt of the wedding dress only covered the sides of her body, with the front and back completely open. Her genitals, like her breasts, were surrounded by jewels. Her pubic hair, under the brilliance of the jewels, made her genitals incredibly alluring. Her clitoris was swollen and tightly pulled upwards. Xiaolan felt that she was becoming very strange. Xiaolan's already wet genitals were clamped to both sides of her labia by three pairs of delicate beaded clips. One end of the clip was fixed to the labia, and the other end was fixed to the restraints on both sides of her thighs. As Xiaolan's thighs moved, her labia were pulled apart by the three left and three right clips, making it very clear to everyone. Xiaolan wore long, white, lace fingerless gloves and matching white lace stockings with garter belts. Near the top of her thighs, the stockings featured a sexy red and black lace ruffled thigh band, complementing the rhinestone-studded garter belt itself, making her appear incredibly seductive and alluring. Adding to this were her 30cm high, open-toe, rhinestone-encrusted strappy heels, giving her an air of noble elegance combined with wanton passion. Of course, the high heels made it difficult for her to move on her own, but fortunately, the grooms on either side were strong and healthy, and she and her husband and son supported her all the way to the hall. Then the officiant appeared, a woman who seemed to be called the Mayan Priestess. She wore an even more lewd outfit than Xiaolan, a completely white, transparent dress that revealed her body completely. Underneath, she wore a gold, open-crotch bra and matching gold, exposed-crotch panties—more like armor than underwear. Under her guidance, Xiaolan was led to a platform in the center of the wedding hall, resembling a stage. Her husband and son supported her on either side. The priestess then asked Xiaolan if she was willing to become their wife, to completely surrender her body and soul to the grooms, and to accept all their sexual demands without any autonomy. Xiaolan obediently answered yes to each request. The priestess then instructed the grooms to secure Xiaolan to a steel frame in the center, resembling a doctor's examination table. Xiaolan's hands and feet were then separated and restrained, exposing her entire genitals to the audience. The priestess announced the commencement of a shaving ceremony to confirm their marital relationship. The husband and son each held a sharp razor. The priestess first applied foam to Xiaolan's pubic hair area, then the grooms began to shave off the pubic hair. The shaved hair was then placed into two pairs of rings prepared by the priestess; these were Xiaolan's wedding rings for her husband and son. After the man married, the priest broke the ring in two. Each ring originally consisted of two separate rings, uniquely designed to be combined. Once the man and woman's pubic hair were inserted for confirmation, as if sharing a common memory, this pair of rings could no longer be combined with any other rings. The priest then gave the rings to the man and woman, and once worn, they could not be removed. Because Xiaolan had two husbands, she had two rings, signifying that she now belonged to two men. Before sexual intercourse, the rings had to be combined to confirm their identities; therefore, Xiaolan's body would henceforth belong only to her husband and son. The priest then announced that their marriage was valid, and the groom could begin to rape the bride. Xiaolan was then released from her restraints and taken to a prepared mattress. She was positioned like a female dog, prone to being raped by the groom. After the groom and Xiaolan combined their rings, the celebration began. First her husband, then her son, restrained Xiaolan's hands and feet, spreading her legs wide and binding them, causing her labia to be pulled open with clamps. She was completely ready to be raped by the grooms. While the grooms began raping Xiaolan, the guests, with permission, were allowed to rape her at will, except for her vagina. So after the wedding, Xiaolan began to experience unprecedented torment. Almost every orifice in her body that could be penetrated was repeatedly subjected to the thrusting and rape of various parts of her body by the guests. At the same time, her nipples, clitoris, and other sensitive areas were ravaged countless times without any restraint. Just when she felt that she had experienced repeated orgasms, and that her body could no longer bear it, she finally woke up with a start. Feeling weak all over and with mixed feelings, Xiaolan, still sleepy, habitually glanced at the clock and suddenly screamed, "Oh no, I overslept! I have to hurry!" Forget about making the bed or getting dressed, Xiaolan hurriedly got up. Her son had to go to school, and she had to go to work later. So she rushed to her son's room, where, sure enough, he was still in bed. In her haste, she rushed to his bedside and woke him up. He was still sleepy, but after glancing at Xiaolan, he woke up. "Hurry up, get up and get dressed! There's no time! Mom will take you straight to school!" Xiaolan frantically pulled at her son's blanket while rattling off his name like a machine gun. Then she realized that the lace panties she had worn yesterday were still on his penis. He was clearly not wearing underwear, and his penis was erect like a flagpole, while her panties looked like a flag. "Mom, but... ah, I haven't..." Her son stared at her, startled, and hurriedly pulled the blanket back up. "Okay, Mom will go downstairs to make you breakfast. Come down quickly." Perhaps she'd seen it all before and was no longer surprised, or perhaps she was simply tired after a night of erotic fantasies. Xiaolan ignored everything, instructing her son while hurrying downstairs to prepare breakfast. Chapter 3: Xiaolan's Helplessness Leads to Xiaoling's Plea for Help. Her son couldn't wait for her to make breakfast after he came downstairs, so Xiaolan gave him money to buy something to eat at school. In her haste, Xiaolan put on her slippers and rushed out to get the car with her son. Only after leaving did she realize she was a little cold; her pajamas were indeed a bit thin. However, she didn't go back to get a change of clothes and drove straight to her son's school. Of course, it wasn't just the cold; her son was in the car. Although her son had seen what she was wearing yesterday, she felt it was inappropriate for a mother to dress so provocatively while taking her son to school, and others might see her when she parked. But time was of the essence; she had to get her son to school first. Xiaolan eventually made it home safely. Although she stopped at several red lights along the way, whenever a car or motorcycle passed by, her heart would race, and her nipples and clitoris would become engorged and erect. However, perhaps everyone was in a hurry to get to work or school, and no one noticed her. Of course, Xiaolan could feel her son sitting next to her, his slightly burning yet somewhat blatantly provocative gaze. But Xiaoan, perhaps afraid of being late or feeling guilty, had been well-behaved the whole way, occasionally stealing glances at Xiaolan's body out of the corner of his eye, without making a sound. Let him look if he wants; Xiaolan felt a strange mix of helplessness and strange pleasure. After all, her figure could still attract her son's attention, which felt good. She couldn't say it outright, but hearing her son praise her made her happy. Unlike her husband, who always praised Xiaoling for being virtuous and beautiful, he never understood her feelings. When the car arrived at the parking lot at the end of the alley next to Xiaoling's house, Xiaolan finally relaxed. Just as she parked and was about to go home, she saw Xiaoling watering the flowers. Xiaoling was startled to see Xiaolan wearing only a sexy nightgown. She stopped what she was doing and asked, "Xiaolan, where did you go? Why are you dressed so sexily? Did you go to meet your lover?" Xiaolan and Xiaoling were very close, often joking and teasing each other, but hearing Xiaoling's words made Xiaolan feel a little uncomfortable.Should she tell her she was just taking her son to school? What would she think of her then? However, Xiaolan quickly regained her composure. She took the opportunity to feign anger and answer Xiaoling with a serious expression. "Xiaoling, what are you saying? I'm a respectable woman, how could you say I was having a secret rendezvous with my lover?" "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I was just joking, don't take it seriously." Xiaoling quickly realized her joke had gone a bit too far, so she immediately apologized to Xiaolan. They were so familiar with each other that they wouldn't really hold a grudge. However, Xiaolan was genuinely worried. With her husband not home, she had no one to talk to. So she asked Xiaoling, "Xiaoling, are you free now? Can you come to my place for a bit? I have something to ask you." "Sure, what's up? Aren't you going to work later?" "I don't go to work that early, it's okay if it takes a little while." "Wait a minute, I'll just turn off the water. You go home and wait for me." A while later, Xiaoling arrived at Xiaolan's house. Xiaolan had already made tea and was waiting for her in the living room, looking a little restless. As soon as she saw Xiaoling come in, she quickly got up and pulled Xiaoling to sit down next to her affectionately. Then, a little embarrassed, she began to ask Xiaoling for advice. "Xiaoling, I'm so sorry, but I'm really troubled." "What's wrong, Xiaolan? Don't worry, let's talk it out." "Um, how should I put it? Xiaoling, what should I do if my child watches porn?" "Xiaolan, oh, I see." "You should probably leave this to Xiaoxu to handle." "I know, but you know what? I just called him on his cell phone, and he actually said that if our son watches porn, it proves his sexual orientation is normal." Xiaolan, clearly angry with her husband, rattled off a whole bunch of things along with Xiaoling. "And he also said that we ourselves secretly watched porn when we were young, and it's no big deal. Isn't that infuriating?" "I see." "That's right, that's why I had no choice but to ask you." This was a bit tricky to handle, since it was Xiaolan's family matter. So Xiaoling said to Xiaolan seriously, "Actually, I think your husband is absolutely right." "Xiaoling, what are you saying?" "Don't rush me, I'm saying, didn't you ever peek at your little notebook when you were young?" "Oh dear, Xiaoling, what are you talking about?" "Xiaolan, let me finish. I'm saying that we all start to have sexual desires during puberty, don't we?" "I know that, but, you know what? An'an actually took my underwear last night..." Xiaoling couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Xiaoling, you're laughing at me! I'm so annoyed!" "Okay, okay, actually, I wasn't laughing at you." Xiaolan asked Xiaoling in confusion. "Then what are you laughing at?" "Just underwear. Actually, my husband, when he was in high school, secretly tried on his sister's underwear." "Really? How did you know?" "Of course, it was my husband who said it. His sister caught him on the spot, and she even told Mom." "And then? Wasn't Dawei doomed?" "No, my mother-in-law just laughed it off and didn't pursue it further." "Really? Your mother-in-law is so open-minded!" "Xiaolan, that's why I say it's normal for teenage boys to be interested in girls' bras or underwear." "What should I do?" "Xiaolan, we've been there. Some things can't be forbidden; you have to guide them." "Then what do you suggest?" "Actually, this should have been something you and your husband discussed and faced together. However, it seems you should at least talk to your son about principles first." "What principles?" "Like what he can and can't do, things like that." "Does your son watch porn?" "I haven't encountered this before, because all our computers are in my husband's bedroom. I can supervise what the kids are playing and control their internet time." "Oh, then should I move Xiao An's computer to my room?" "You can discuss this with your husband and kids first." "Xiao Ling, thank you so much! Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do." "No problem, we're best friends." After saying this, Xiao Ling deliberately gave Xiao Lan a suggestive look. "Tell me honestly, what does your son's little brother look like? It's so strong, it must be pretty good, right?" "Ugh, Xiao Ling, you deserve a beating! You're just sexually frustrated and want my son too!" "Tch, you're the one who's like that! I don't believe you haven't seen it, pretending to be a saint." So Xiaolan and Xiaoling wrestled and tickled each other on the sofa. Xiaoling, looking at Xiaolan's sexy outfit, helped her solve her problem, and while she was doing so, she felt a sense of empathy for Xiaolan's situation, and a restless flutter stirred within her. So, under the guise of a joke, she took the opportunity to release her own passionate fantasies. "Ah, it's almost nine o'clock, oh no, I have to hurry to work!" Xiaolan suddenly snapped out of it, glanced at the clock, quickly stopped her playful fight with Xiaoling, and rushed upstairs to change and get ready for work. Xiaoling ignored her, and she naturally tidied herself up before returning home to finish her unfinished tasks, though her heart was far from at peace. After their heart-to-heart talk that morning, the two married women's otherwise mundane lives were slightly stirred, but at that moment they didn't think too much about it. Only later, when they began to experience forbidden passion and slowly succumbed to a life of becoming men's sex slaves, did they realize that this day was actually a turning point in their lives. Chapter 4? Xiao Lan didn't change her underwear; she went straight into her white hairstylist uniform. Before going downstairs, she couldn't resist going into her son's room. Her eyes swept over his slightly messy bed, and then she pulled out the underwear she had worn the day before from under his pillow. A faint, sour, pungent smell mixed with semen filled the air. Xiao Lan knew what that smell was, of course. Whenever she was aroused, her genitals would secrete a slightly sweet and sour odor. Looking at the black lace underwear she had worn yesterday, with some semen residue still visible in the crotch area, Xiao Lan suddenly felt a surge of heat in her head. She quickly put the underwear in her pocket and went downstairs. After a while, she arrived at the hair salon. Luckily, she wasn't late. Xiao Lan greeted the manager and colleagues, calmly prepared her tools, and started serving customers. Since the salon was located inside a government building, business was usually quite good on weekdays, but on weekends, there were fewer people, so the manager simply let everyone rest. This is why Xiaolan chose this shop in the first place; her work wouldn't interfere with her home life. Sometimes Xiaolan even envies Xiaoling, because Dawei doesn't let her go out to work. After all, her husband and Dawei have different jobs. Although their salaries aren't that different, at least Dawei doesn't have to work shifts and rarely travels for work. It's said that the previous landlord ran away due to poor management. He probably felt he wasn't earning enough and simply withdrew from the bidding process. The new landlord is very ambitious; after winning the bid, he started a major overhaul, which, frankly, meant hiring designers like Xiaolan who are somewhat attractive. The shop used to offer men's and women's haircuts and perms. The original older women relied on their skills, but none of them were rehired. So, those older women privately called him a "lecher." Xiaolan herself isn't a designer; she just started as a shampoo girl and learned how to cut and perm hair. However, it must be said that the boss's methods were quite effective. With the title of hairstylist and the boss's meticulously designed, form-fitting uniforms, the shop's business quickly boomed. Previously, only elderly people came for haircuts, but now even young people from government offices would occasionally patronize the shop. Xiaolan really had to admire the boss's methods. Including Xiaolan, there were three stylists and one shampoo girl among her colleagues. The shop manager seemed to be the boss's mistress, a bit older than Xiaolan, and everyone called her Sister Li. Her skills were better than Xiaolan's, and her looks were average, not as pretty as Xiaolan's. Rumor had it she was a widow, but Xiaolan didn't usually try to curry favor with her. As for the other stylist, Xiaoru, Xiaolan felt she relied solely on her looks. She also started as a shampoo girl, but had been in the industry much less than Xiaolan—she'd only had a little over a year of actual haircutting experience. But comparisons are odious; Xiaoru's sales performance was consistently better than Xiaolan's. Oh well, being young and pretty is all that matters. Anyway, there are three designers in the store, and the customers are also divided into three groups. Young male civil servants, whether married or unmarried, will come to Xiaoru. The boss's design of the close-fitting uniforms is already very eye-catching, but Xiaoru has more tricks up her sleeve. She deliberately pairs them with brightly colored, revealing underwear to subtly entice men's eyes.Xiaolan's 32C breasts weren't small, but she usually didn't dare dress too sexily for work when her husband was home. However, today, in her haste, she forgot to change her bra. Her red French lace bra, worn under her white uniform, not only accentuated her full breasts but also subtly revealed the bra's color due to the color difference. Xiaolan hadn't noticed at first, but after accidentally catching Xiaoru's hostile gaze, she finally realized the problem. After a night of erotic fantasies, Xiaolan had forgotten to wear a bra before leaving home. No wonder there were so many male customers today; they were all there specifically to feast their eyes on her. Xiaolan returned Xiaoru's gaze provocatively, feeling a sense of exonerated satisfaction. She felt incredibly pleased, deliberately swaying her proud breasts as she cut a customer's hair, indulging in her own fantasies. "Not happy, are you? I'm usually letting you have your way, you know? Xiaoru, otherwise, with your little chest, you're far from being able to compete with me." In Xiaolan's eyes, Xiaoru's angry appearance was practically begging for a beating. However, she was still a little uncomfortable with Xiaoru's blatant display of her figure, but when she thought of Xiaoru's arrogant expression when she used to get paid, Xiaolan felt a sense of satisfaction in taking it down. When cutting hair, standing so close, it's inevitable that there will be physical contact with customers. To be honest, as long as they're not middle-aged women, male customers also enjoy this seemingly unintentional physical contact. Xiaolan, with her experience, can immediately detect these subtle thoughts from their eyes and expressions. Even when Xiaolan is careful, it's hard to avoid touching them, but today Xiaolan felt something was strange. As she felt the touch on the customer, and saw the customer's pleasure and obviously burning gaze reflected in the mirror, she had a strange feeling. She was wearing her uniform and cutting a customer's hair, but the customers' eyes seemed to regard her as if she were naked, standing before them, allowing them to admire every part of her body. She knew what the men were thinking, but she didn't care; she seemed to enjoy the feeling even more. "Ah, this feeling is so strange, my heart is all wet." Xiaolan stared dreamily at the customer and herself in the mirror, but deep down she liked it. Originally, it was just a simple act of revenge against Xiaoru, but as the customers ogled and took advantage of her, Xiaolan felt herself becoming incredibly lewd. Looking at her own alluring gaze in the mirror, Xiaolan couldn't help but squeeze her legs together. "No, I need to calm down, but it feels so good to be looked at like this by men." After finally finishing the male customer's haircut, Xiaolan handed him over to Xiaoli, the shampoo girl. Enduring the hot, sticky, and uncomfortable feeling between her legs, Xiaolan politely asked the next customer to wait a moment, gave the manager a brief instruction, and immediately went to the back restroom. As soon as she entered and closed the door, Xiaolan quickly pulled up the hem of her uniform and skillfully separated her underwear and stockings. Feeling utterly weak, she almost collapsed onto the toilet, and a gush of golden urine mixed with vaginal secretions spurted out. Xiaolan groaned comfortably while simultaneously smelling the pungent odor of her genitals. Suddenly, as if remembering something, Xiaolan struggled to pull her black underwear from her pocket. With a hungry expression, she brought the lace underwear to her nose, her eyes seemingly glazed over as she stared at the traces of semen remaining on the underwear, exaggeratingly breathing heavily through her nose. Xiaolan inhaled the scent emanating from the crotch of her underwear, a mixture of her own urine, vaginal fluid, and her son's semen from the previous night. This made her feel hot and aroused. Her other hand began to explore her vagina, her fingers randomly thrusting in and out of her wet, hot opening. As she inhaled the intoxicating, stimulating aroma, a mixture of her own and her son's pungent odors, Xiaolan finally couldn't resist opening her hot, thirsty lips and letting out a deeply seductive moan. She used her wet, nimble tongue to lick the semen stains on her crotch like a female dog. She knew her behavior was strange, but the intense desire deep within her body and soul made her unable to stop. This shameless, depraved act finally led to Xiaolan's first orgasm in the workplace restroom, the ejaculation of her vaginal fluid giving her an ecstatic pleasure. After calming down from her climax, Xiaolan realized the odor emanating from her genitals was almost unbearable. She had to use the showerhead in the restroom to thoroughly wash herself. After tidying herself up a bit, she opened the door. When she emerged from the restroom and faced with the manager's questioning gaze, she could only say, "Sorry, I probably ate something bad this morning." The dedicated Xiaolan then resumed serving customers. Everyone vaguely sensed that Xiaolan was different afterward. Although she looked somewhat weak, she seemed incredibly alluring, even her tone of voice became exceptionally gentle when serving customers. Of course, only those who experienced her services firsthand could understand this. The manager noticed this. Although she didn't say anything, she roughly understood that Xiaolan's mind and body were beginning to change. The once innocent housewife seemed to be moving towards a different lifestyle. She didn't know if this was good or bad for Xiaolan, but she knew it would definitely be good for sales. "Ah, I'm sorry, customer." Xiao Lan would occasionally and deliberately take advantage of opportunities to let her full, firm breasts touch the shoulders or backs of customers, then intentionally or unintentionally apologize. Just watching the customers' reactions made her feel incredibly happy, both physically and mentally. She even had a mischievous thought. "I'll let you touch me, let you see me, I'll make you all so impatient, you perverts!" Xiao Lan glanced triumphantly at Xiao Ru. With her changed mindset, she dared to fully display her sexiness, completely ignoring the male customers' burning desire and the envious glances from the female customers. As she calmly and seductively cut customers' hair, she was like a vixen deliberately attracting attention. Chapter 5: Xiao Lan's Fantasy in the Bathroom. Xiao Lan usually went home for lunch break, but today, due to her changed outfit and the enthusiastic requests from the customers, she was busy until almost 12:30 before she had time to stop and eat. Moreover, there were still customers waiting in line for reservations, so Xiao Lan simply didn't go home, grabbed a quick bite, and continued serving customers. At this point, she had no desire to compete with Xiaoru. After all, she had stayed up very late last night because of her son, and Xiaolan found that even just having a wet dream left her feeling a bit tired. She hoped someone else could help, and luckily, Xiaoru had just finished cutting her client's hair and could lend a hand. Xiaolan looked at the clock; it was almost 5 a.m. After finishing this client's haircut, there were still three people in line. At this rate, she would be very late picking her son up from school. So, in a pleading tone, she begged the third client, who insisted on waiting for her, to let her cut their hair: "Oh, Section Chief Zhang, I've been busy all morning and I'm exhausted! Please, let Xiaoru cut your hair!" Section Chief Zhang looked at Xiaoru and then at Xiaolan. He knew Xiaoru's skills weren't great, so he said with a slightly complicated expression, "But I'm your loyal customer! I only ever ask you to do my haircuts!" "Oh, Section Chief Zhang, I know you're the one who takes the best for me!" "Well then, I'll wait a bit. If it's too late, I'll come back tomorrow." Xiaolan's face showed a hint of... With a grateful expression, she glanced at the soon-to-retire Section Chief Zhang with a charming look, and said in a slightly coquettish tone, "Thank you so much. If it's too late today, I'll cut your hair tomorrow." Feeling that she could finally focus on her work, Xiaolan began to concentrate on cutting hair. As she turned around, her firm, full breasts accidentally brushed against Section Chief Zhang beside her. Startled, Xiaolan quickly turned away. Section Chief Zhang, a smile playing on his lips, sat back down in his chair, looking as if he were savoring a moment of blissful satisfaction. Xiaolan then realized that he had done it on purpose. While talking to her, he had been standing right next to her. He must have been openly admiring her body. The lecherous old man was deliberately trying to take advantage of her! Xiaolan began to mutter to herself. "Hmph, pretending to be all serious, he just wants to sneak a peek at other people's grandmas." Finally, when her son was almost home from school, Xiaolan, as expected, didn't have time to cut Zhang's hair. She apologized to him, then told the shop manager she had to pick up her child and left work. Zhang, seeing that it was almost time, didn't wait any longer. Since he didn't want to get his hair cut by the shop manager or Xiaoru, he decided to come back tomorrow. "I'm sorry, Mom, there were a lot of customers today, so I'm late." "It's okay, Mom, I didn't wait long." Xiaolan drove to the school...At the school gate, Xiao An had been out of school for a while, but she seemed happy to see her mother and didn't complain. Xiao Lan drove her son home with a sigh of relief. If her husband were home, Xiao Lan would usually cook dinner, but today she had to eat out. Since Xiao Lan hadn't had time to go to the market that morning and hadn't eaten much of her lunch, she decided not to cook dinner. She parked next to a self-service restaurant, gave her son some money to buy some of his favorite dishes, and then the two of them went straight home. Standing all day with almost no rest left Xiao Lan feeling sore and aching. Both mother and son were preoccupied with their own things, so they quickly finished their meal. Xiao Lan told her son to take a shower first while she tidied the table and kitchen. She made a promise with her son that at 8 pm, after she finished showering, he would come to her room for a proper talk. After tidying up, Xiao Lan went upstairs and found her son had already showered and was quietly reading in his room. Xiao Lan truly felt that her son had become sensible. She dragged her tired body into the bathroom to shower. After taking off her uniform, Xiaolan casually took out the underwear stained with her son's semen from her pocket and placed it directly on the sink. Then, Xiaolan naturally spread her legs, lifted her buttocks, and sat on the toilet. As she defecated, she took off her bra and underwear. Thinking about everything that had happened at the store that day, she suddenly felt a little dazed. What was it all for? Was she a lewd woman? Xiaolan began to ask herself. Xiaolan forcefully contracted her anus and squeezed, trying to expel the stool accumulated in her anus and rectum. Oh no! Because of work, she sometimes couldn't go to the toilet, so she had to get used to holding her urine, not to mention defecating every day. Therefore, Xiaolan sometimes suffered from constipation if she wasn't careful, but today it seemed more serious. After several attempts, Xiaolan finally had to give up. It seemed she hadn't been paying attention to her lunchbox and hadn't been eating enough fiber. However, the accumulated stool in her rectum over the past few days was making her very uncomfortable. So, with no other option, she had to use a glycerin enema. She got up and took the box of glycerin enema pills from the mirror. Then, Xiaolan, incredibly sexy, bent over, her white, plump buttocks raised, spread her legs, and lay face down on the toilet. Skillfully, she removed the cap from the glycerin enema pill, silently moving the opening near her anus. While cautiously probing, she slowly inserted the tube into her rectum and then gently pressed the glycerin enema pill. Ah! A cool, stimulating stream of glycerin was pushed into Xiaolan's rectum. She continued pressing, trying to push the entire bottle of glycerin into her anus. Afterward, Xiaolan endured the strange, churning, and stimulating sensation in her lower abdomen. At this moment, Xiaolan actually began to like this anal enema feeling. After a while, Xiaolan felt the discomfort in her stomach lessen, so she sat up on the toilet and tried to pull out the glycerin bulb inserted into her anus. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her anus and cried out, "Ah!" Before she could even remove the bulb, the contents of her anus erupted like a volcano, spraying her thighs and fingers with a foul stench. Helpless, Xiaolan used her clean left hand to pick up the anal irrigator and began washing her right hand and genitals. "Ah, that feeling...it was so strange, but it also felt so good." Recalling the anal eruption, Xiaolan suddenly felt a wonderful pleasure in her rectum at the moment of release. She couldn't help but touch her anus with her right index finger, then, with a dazed look, she involuntarily inserted her finger, constantly turning and stirring the intestinal walls. "Ah... what a wonderful feeling. My finger is inside, inside that dirty anus, so tight." Xiaolan thrust in and out of her anus while sensually twisting her hips. She was completely immersed in this filthy and disgusting game, and couldn't help but let out strange moans. She fantasized that she was like the woman receiving an enema and anal sex in the movie. After playing for a while, she reluctantly withdrew her index finger and cleaned it again. Although it seemed to be clean, Xiaolan's right hand still seemed to have a lingering stench. Never mind, Xiaolan picked up her right hand and smelled it near her nose. Turning her head, she saw the underwear she had put in the washbasin. Xiaolan suddenly picked up the underwear, stroking the semen stains on it, and spread her legs to put it on. At this moment, Xiaolan, her face flushed like a peach blossom and her expression somewhat dazed, slowly twisted her body, pulled up the underwear she had worn yesterday, and began to press her hands against the crotch area, the place stained with her son's semen, rubbing her vulva vigorously beneath the underwear. Her mind began to fantasize: "Ah...ah...there are so many of my son's sperm here...I really want my son Xiaoan's sperm to travel along my vagina into my uterus..." Although Xiaolan knew she had undergone tubal ligation and that the chances of conceiving were extremely slim, she was now acting out a lewd act, pressing and caressing her swollen labia beneath the underwear while uttering shameless, obscene words. This was simply a self-deceptive trick. But as Xiaolan thought and acted this way, she felt even more excited. She felt she had come to enjoy the feeling of being a lewd woman, as if she truly wanted to be pregnant and give birth to her son. Just from these wild thoughts, her vulva quickly became soaking wet. "Ah...fantasizing about being a lewd woman feels so good!" Chapter 6 Xiaolan's First Communication with Her Son While taking a shower, Xiaolan looked down at her full breasts, slowly applying shower gel to her body. Thinking about what had happened at the shop that day, she couldn't help but feel a little proud. However, her thoughts quickly shifted to her son. How should she talk to him later? It was making her a little anxious. Thinking of this, even when cleaning her genitals, Xiaolan didn't feel much passion. After all, this series of events had left her feeling a little too high, and she needed to calm down. Standing all day with almost no rest left her back and legs exhausted and sore. After showering, she returned to her room in a daze. Xiaolan habitually took out a set of underwear from the closet, but thinking about the scene at work that day, the eager gazes of the men made her a little distracted. Actually, no woman dislikes seeing men's admiring eyes. Feeling a surge of heat, she put down the underwear she was holding and chose a more revealing style. It would be a lie to say Xiaolan didn't struggle internally. Her husband wasn't home often, and even when he was, he wasn't the type to shower her with sweet words. Strange, he wasn't like this before they got married. It's just how men are; they pursue you hard, but once they get you, they don't cherish you anymore. But Dawei, on the other hand, is incredibly devoted to his wife, and has such a sweet tongue. Ah, everyone has their own fate. Fine, since her husband won't be home tomorrow anyway, she'll just dress sexy. Who says she's not as good as Xiaoling? Humph, you stinky husband, your wife has many men who want her! Finally, seemingly in a fit of pique, Xiaolan put on the revealing lingerie. Looking at her perfect breasts in the mirror, revealing her cleavage, Xiaolan was satisfied with her reflection. Beneath the lace panties, a beautiful sight unfolded; the close-fitting fabric made her labia bulge, and upon closer inspection, one could see the mysterious valley nestled between the two mounds. Xiaolan couldn't help but touch her crotch. "Ah!!! Such beautiful lines, they feel so good to touch." Of course, Xiaolan was still very clear-headed. She knew what she was going to do yesterday, so she put on an exquisite silk nightgown. She was going to have a heart-to-heart talk with her son later, so she couldn't dress as revealingly as she did yesterday. This nightgown was not only comfortable to wear, but also looked noble and elegant, which seemed like a good choice. Xiaolan walked to the dressing table with satisfaction, moved her bottom to sit down, and began to use body lotion to pamper her body. Looking at her beautiful figure in the mirror, Xiaolan proudly puffed out her chest and slowly rubbed the lotion. She was almost 39 years old, but time seemed to have left no trace on her petite and delicate figure. After finishing her body care, seeing that it was almost time, Xiaolan walked lightly to her son's room and kindly invited him to her room. Seeing that his mother had also finished showering, Xiaoan immediately got up, feeling a little uneasy. He could only silently and obediently follow his mother into the room. Upon entering the room, Xiao Lan, the mother, lay down on the bed, trying to maintain a relaxed atmosphere. She leaned against the headboard and gestured for her son to face her, asking him to sit up on the bed. Xiao Lan only had one son, so she doted on him, and they had a very close relationship. Her son would often come to her room when he needed something. "An'an, you've grown up now. Mom loves you, so there are some things I need to talk to you about." "Yes, I know." Xiao An knew what his mother wanted to talk to him about, so he lowered his head shyly, avoiding direct eye contact with his mother, his gaze drifting to the slender legs peeking out from under her pajamas."Well, An'an, Mom knows you want to watch porn, but a lot of it is acting, not real. If you watch it, it might give you the wrong ideas, and that wouldn't be good." Xiao An nodded after hearing this, but he didn't want to give up this exciting thing, so he remembered what his father had said and whispered to his mother, "Oh, I know, but... but Dad said it's normal for boys to watch porn." Xiao Lan was really at a loss. Her husband actually said this to their son. Of course, she knew that her husband really didn't care about this, but how could she teach her child like this? She had no choice but to continue communicating. "So, Mom won't completely forbid you from watching, but if you really want to watch, you have to get Dad's or Mom's permission, okay? A lot of the content is too perverted and violent, it's really not suitable to watch." Xiao An felt that his mother wasn't completely forbidding him from watching, so he nodded and said okay. "Well, An'an, for your studies and future, Mom thinks it's better to put your computer in Mom's room." "Oh, why do you have to do that? It will be very inconvenient for me to use the computer this way." "Since you're in high school now, going to bed early and waking up early will help you develop a regular routine, which is better for your studies and health. With the computer in Mom's room, you won't stay up too late, and Mom will know what you're doing." "What about weekends? Mom, can I play a little later on weekends? What am I supposed to do with the computer in your room then?" Xiao Lan felt a bit troubled. Indeed, she couldn't just suppress her son; otherwise, it would provoke resistance. What to do? It seemed she had to wait for her husband to come home before deciding. "Okay, then we'll leave the computer for now and discuss it again when your dad gets back." "Yay, Mom, you're the best!" Xiao An excitedly snuggled up to his mother and gave Xiao Lan a loving hug. Xiao Lan smiled as she watched her son, cheek against her chest, snuggling in her arms. She could smell his masculine scent. An An had always been like this; he used this tactic when he wanted something, but Xiao Lan quite liked it. "Okay, sit down. Mom has something to tell you." "No, I want to hug Mom." Looking at her son nestled in her arms, Xiao Lan felt as if time had turned back. But the contrast between her son's tall stature and her petite frame reminded her how quickly time had passed; her son had grown up. She patted his shoulder helplessly and said to Xiao An, "Then come lie down next to Mommy. Mommy's been tired all day, my feet are so sore." Xiao An immediately flattered his mother, "Mommy, you've worked so hard. Lie down, I'll massage your feet." Actually, Xiao An had massaged his mother before, but that was before junior high school. Whenever Xiao Lan was tired, her son would try his best to massage her feet with his little hands, without much strength or technique. But it was her son's thoughtful gesture, and it always touched Xiao Lan. Of course, it didn't actually help, but it made her feel very comfortable. Now, her son offered to massage her again. Xiaolan didn't have high expectations for his massage skills, but it was his way of showing his care. So, Xiaolan smiled and agreed, then turned over and lay on the bed, placing her hands on the pillow and pressing her face against it, quietly waiting for her son's attentive service. Her son began to slightly part his mother's legs, then knelt at her feet with an air of importance. His large, warm hands began to massage her calves. Xiaolan's tired legs felt incredibly comfortable under her son's massage. She lay there reassured, letting her son's hands continue to massage her legs. Gradually, in the comfortable feeling, she felt as if she were floating on clouds. Xiaolan's breathing became even and gentle. Her son's warm hands gradually moved from her calves to her thighs. Unconsciously, as if with tacit permission, Xiaolan lifted the hem of her pajamas up to her waist, revealing her underwear completely to her son's eyes. Lying down, Xiaolan began to involuntarily let out comfortable moans. Exhausted from the day, she was almost asleep. In this half-awake, half-asleep state, her mind began to blur. Was she dreaming? But the comfortable feeling in her legs was so real that Xiaolan couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. Slowly, she felt a gentle touch on her groin, warm hands running over her legs. The fatigue of the day seemed to vanish. Then she felt a gentle massage on her lower back. It felt so good, so incredibly good. If this was a dream, Xiaolan might wish she never woke up.

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