My Woman - My Mother is So Sexy

My name is Ahuan, I'm nineteen years old, and I'm a freshman in college. I know I'm handsome and cool, so quite a few girls like me and want to date me, but I don't like them at all .
I'm only interested in mature women.

Perhaps this is related to the fact that I lost my mother when I was young; I don't deny that I have a mother complex.

My current lover is named Madonna. She's nearly forty, married, and has children. Her looks are average, but her figure is absolutely stunning, with luxurious
breasts and a massive bottom. Besides that, she's a complete masochist; she often brings her own toys and asks me to torture her.

Actually, the quote, "Every woman worships a fascist, wears boots on her face, and has a savage heart in a beast's body..." was
said by Sylvia Plath. That guy stuck his head in the oven and committed suicide; I suspect I might go crazy like him one day—if I keep
messing around with Madonna.

Madonna rented a cheap basement room in the city center, which she used as our rendezvous and place of indulgence. There was no bed in the basement, only a thick,
light-colored carpet, stained with semen and vaginal fluids, and emitting a sour smell.

On the weekend, I unlocked the basement door, and Madonna was already waiting inside. She wore a straight, shoulder-length silver wig and a sheer
black slip dress, her snow-white face adorned with two breathtakingly red lips. She smiled at me, holding a metal box in her hand.

I asked her, "What tricks are you planning to play today?" She opened the box, revealing a row of steel needles gleaming with a blue light.

"You don't mean for me to... stab you with this thing, do you?"

"Baby! You're so smart!" Madonna's eyes gleamed with lust. "Come here, let me check on you..."

I approached her, and she knelt before me, unbuckling my belt and pulling down my trousers and underwear. "Getting more and more impressive!" Madonna kissed my large glans
. "You stink! You stink! You probably haven't showered in a week!"

I smiled slightly: "I'm waiting for you to wash it!"

Madonna sighed softly, "Oh well... what can I do? I like you, you stinky thing."

She started licking my glans, licking away the white residue of semen remaining under the ridge. To be honest, I'm numb to oral sex; only perverted acts can
arouse my sexual desire.

"Madonna... I just pooped and haven't wiped my butt yet, could you lick it clean for me while you're at it?" With that, I pushed her down, making her lie flat on the carpet, and then
... I squatted down... my anus right in front of her scarlet mouth: "Have you eaten dinner? If not, I still have some left in my stomach."

Madonna remained silent, then sealed my lips with her two moist, warm lips, and licked me with her nimble tongue.

My whole body went limp: "Oh! This feels so good!"

The basement wasn't completely hidden underground; a small section of glass window peeked out. At night, colorful neon
lights flickered and changed outside, and various styles of shoes and different types of legs moved about. Once, I saw someone crouch down to tie his shoelaces; if he had bent over a little more,
or tilted his head a little more, he would have witnessed Madonna and me having sex. This fear made me nervous, but also more aroused; I would become incredibly powerful and
ferocious.

I pulled off Madonna's slip dress; she was completely naked underneath. She lay sprawled on the carpet like a giant white snake, her breasts rising and falling with her breath
... I loved her soft breasts and her large, strawberry-like nipples, which gave me a smooth and supple feel.

My anus was already out of Madonna's mouth: "Give me the needle." Madonna picked up a steel needle: "Are you willing to stab yourself?" I panted heavily
: "One day I'll kill you!" Madonna giggled: "I'd rather die by your hand... Remember, after I die, skin me and
make underwear, I want it next to your penis and testicles..." As she spoke, she pulled me into her arms, my face pressed against her cleavage... I smelled
the unique sweet and sour scent of a mature woman.

"Put my meat in the refrigerator and eat a little every day. Didn't you say my pussy is fat? Then it's best to steam it."

I gently pricked her dark nipple with the tip of a steel needle. Her body trembled, and then her muscles tensed up: "Baby, let me feed you some milk first..." I obediently
opened my mouth, letting her block my mouth with her heavy breasts.

"Is it delicious?" Suddenly, I felt like I had returned to my childhood. I snuggled lazily in my mother's arms, sucking on her fragrant
breast milk. While breastfeeding, my mother was also playing with my penis... A warm heat quietly spread through my body.

I met Madonna at a private party. Her overly elaborate attire and shifty, darting eyes instantly revealed to me
what she needed. I knew that women like Madonna, seemingly dignified and demure, were actually wanton and unrestrained at heart, but I never expected her wantonness to far exceed my
imagination.

Our first time happened in a parking lot. It was a late autumn night, and Madonna was driving me back to my student apartment when the car stalled halfway there due to a sudden
surge of lust. Madonna clung to me like an octopus, kissing me, telling me to touch her vagina, asking if I liked playing with her, if I liked submissive women
. While asking these questions, she also touched me… which terrified her! She said even black men weren't as big as me. She said she'd spent her whole life searching for real Viagra
—and now she'd finally found it.

Then she took a battery-operated vibrator out of her toolbox. I laughed and asked, "Why would you need a fake when you have the real thing?" She said, "You
'll understand in a bit..." Then she started taking me on top of her, bouncing around happily while whispering lewd things in my ear.

About ten minutes later, she handed me the vibrator and told me to insert it into her anus. She said, "Baby, kill me!
All the holes in my body belong to you..."

Madonna spread her limbs, forming a dazzling white "big" character: "...Baby, kill me...I'm yours."

I held the sharp needle between my thumb and middle finger: "Shall I prick your big nipples?" Madonna smiled sweetly: "Okay...don't hold back, use force!"
I nodded, and the steel needle in my hand trembled as the tip pierced the black fleshy nipple.

"Oh...oh!" Madonna groaned in pain, like a hen being strangled. I let go, looking at
her forehead, which was slightly damp with sweat. "Does it hurt?" Madonna's eyes were misty. "Quick, keep going..." She handed me the needle case. "Baby...my good baby..."

I picked up another steel needle with my right hand: "Listen, you're not allowed to cry out in pain!" Madonna bit her rosy lower lip with her snow-white front teeth: "Mmm..." I
stretched out my left hand, pinched her other black nipple, deformed it, and then carefully inserted the needle into her right hand.

"Ugh..." Madonna endured the excruciating pain, her fingernails scratching the carpet furiously, and two tears crawling out of her eyes like caterpillars.

But I felt no pity whatsoever. On the contrary, I enjoyed torturing women and seeing their pitiful, weeping faces. Perhaps all men in the world
harbor sadistic desires, while women crave to be abused.

The former experiences the thrill of conquest, while the latter revels in the pleasure of being violated.

I knelt beside Madonna, my hand brushing across her lower abdomen, where thick, shiny black pubic hair thrived, symbolizing a woman's vigorous sexual desire.

I remember Madonna asking me, "Honey, do I have too much pubic hair? Should I shave it off?" I said, "No need. It's beautiful and
makes you look healthy."

Yes, Madonna not only had a tuft of healthy, lustrous pubic hair, but also a healthy, plump vulva. At that moment, I bent down,
paying homage to Madonna's "black-haired big pussy." Her "pussy" always looked very thirsty, its mouth agape at the sight of a large penis—revealing its tender, moist flesh. In contrast , her labia majora were a darker color, like a layer of bluish-purple lipstick; a dozen or so curly black hairs adorned the sides of her labia, adding a touch of playfulness
to this greedy vulva .

Madonna's hoarse voice rang in my ears: "Baby, my pussy is so itchy, hurry up and fuck me for a while!" I swallowed hard:
"No! I have a better way..."

I picked up the third needle… the tip parted her labia, trembling as I aimed at the delicate clitoris. That clitoris is a woman's source of pleasure,
her most vulnerable erogenous zone… Madonna's legs trembled violently: "Ah…no! Baby…don't…"

With a flick of my finger, the steel needle spun and pierced her flesh. Madonna let out a chilling scream, her body arching like a shrimp.

I stood there, looking down at Madonna from a high vantage point.

Tears streamed down her face, her nostrils flared... her lips were bitten until they turned blue, and her face was flushed...

Three thin, sharp steel needles were inserted into the left and right nipples and clitoris respectively. I imagine that must have been quite unpleasant. But what surprised me was that there
was no blood.

I bent down, grabbed Madonna's ankles, and lifted her legs. Then, I stood firmly in a T-stance, my forefoot pressing against her vulva,
rubbing her with my toes. At the same time, I sucked on her toes and scraped the soles of her feet with the stubble from my chin. She quickly stopped sobbing and then began to moan softly.

I asked, panting, "Is it comfortable?"

Madonna looked at me with teary eyes: "Baby... fuck me... I can't take it..."

I laughed: "You're a fucking slut... Okay, let me fuck you to death!"

Madonna's eyes lit up: "Oh! Honey, hurry up!"

Neon lights flickered outside the window. I don't know if there are stars or a moon in the sky right now; actually, it's none of my business. My universe is just this small
basement—a young man and a mature woman playing a game of celestial motion.

The light bulb moved automatically above my head without any wind, and our shadows flickered and swayed on the pink wall... like dancing gray ghosts.

Madonna lay on her back with her knees on my shoulders, saying that my penis was too long and only this position could allow it to fully
penetrate.

"Not every woman can accept you!" Madonna said with no small amount of pride. "You're amazing, baby!"

I don't want to waste resources.

Although Madonna had given birth, because it was a C-section, her vagina wasn't loose at all and remained elastic. She also had another advantage: she
was incredibly wet; her vagina was like a vast ocean, constantly secreting fluids… Sometimes I really wanted to fuck her forever: “Madonna, do you know? You
have a wonderful vagina that can really lubricate a man. Every time my cock goes inside, I don't want to come out.”

The moment my glans entered her vagina was the most pleasurable instant. I loved to linger there for ten seconds, letting the long-awaited Madonna become completely intoxicated.
Her vagina would suck and lick my penis as it entered the slippery, warm tunnel, like a carp's mouth. "Oh... my little darling..." Madonna cupped my face, her eyes
filled with sorrow: "Don't you want to be fucked? Fuck me! I'll make you feel like you're in heaven."

So my cock thrust forward... my hard, iron-like flesh wedge viciously pierced and penetrated her vagina. Madonna was terrified, her two joyful
heels pounding against my spine, "Oh...oh...big cock...big cock!" She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me frantically: "Oh...big
cock...I'm so happy..."

"You wait, there's something even better..." With that, I gritted my teeth and fucked her, getting wilder and wilder with each thrust, faster and faster... The basement was filled with
the crisp sounds of bodies colliding, the "plop plop" sounds of flesh rubbing together, the heavy, labored breathing of an ox, and the soft, melodious cries that were sometimes joyful and sometimes painful.

Finally, we reached the state of out-of-body experience together... This is the highest realm of sex... Like a large dose of heroin rushing through the blood vessels...
Like steaming morphine scorching the brain... Anyway, heaven and earth do not exist, the universe is a blank... I only want to do one thing, that is to ejaculate! Ejaculate!
Ejaculate without restraint... I want my semen to drip onto the uterine wall, and then flood her internal organs... Then we will both faint again.

"Baby...your big cock is really amazing!"

"Does it feel good to be fucked?"

"I don't know... I only know that I've died several times..."

"Hehe...Do you want to die?"

"Yes. I think the most beautiful way to die... is to be fucked to death by you..."

"I don't want to do that..."

"Really, baby? Do you love me?"

"I love you... darling."

"But I'll get old... When I'm old, you won't want to sleep with me anymore..."

"Maybe... Who cares about the future?"

"You're right...we have no future."

"yes……"

"So, fuck me a few more times... fuck me to heaven..."

I straightened up and withdrew my limp penis. I looked down, oh my god! How had I managed to fuck Madonna like this! It was truly... a terrible
sight!

It turned out that the earlier frenzy had caused her clitoris to rupture and bleed, leaving Madonna's vagina a wet, bloody hole, with some milky white semen slowly oozing out.

The red and white stripes created a breathtaking scene between her legs.

Madonna, however, didn't seem to mind at all: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt much anymore." She leaned forward and weighed my heavy body in her hand: "Luckily, I didn't get my
precious... dirty..."

My penis continued to thrust in and out of Madonna's vagina until I ejaculated. All the blood was washed away by the semen and vaginal fluid, so only the pubic hair was stained red.
Madonna carefully peeled back the foreskin, revealing the round and tender glans: "So beautiful...so cute!" She couldn't put it down, playing with it carefully for a while, then took it
into her mouth again, licking it with her tongue and gently biting it with her upper and lower teeth.

And so I got an erection again… I excitedly ripped at her silver wig, shouting in a hoarse voice, “Madonna… turn around… I want to fuck your ass
!”

Madonna was different from other women; her anus seemed to be constantly occupied, always having something inserted inside, like a vibrator or an electric vibrator.
I once asked her why, and she laughed and replied that it was a habit, and it would itch if she didn't.

Before I met Madonna, I had also fucked another woman's ass. She was my classmate's mother, an old widow, about forty years old. Her vagina was loose and her flesh was sluggish.
Even with my thick penis inside, I didn't feel much, which shows how spacious she was! Seeing that I wasn't interested, she took the initiative to invite me to her back door.

To be honest, that was my "first time anal sex," so I was extremely nervous and it was very uncomfortable.

Especially when we were only halfway through, the old widow suddenly screamed like a pig being slaughtered, which nearly made me impotent. I asked her what was wrong, and she said awkwardly, "
You made me poop..."

For a long time after that, I wasn't interested in women's anuses, until I met Madonna.

I must reiterate that Madonna is different from other women. Perhaps it's due to regular exercise, but her anus is sunken inward, forming a gaping black
hole, a funnel, so deep that even her anus is no longer visible. Around this black hole is a ring of areola-like brown, making her buttocks appear
exceptionally white.

Madonna had repeatedly tempted me to try her anus, but the old widow's pranks had haunted me, and I had always refused. Then one day, also in
this basement, Madonna was crawling on the carpet like this, her plump buttocks sticking up with her anus facing upwards. She handed me a bottle of baby oil, telling me to pour it into her anus,
and then she herself inserted a milk candy. She glanced at me, her face full of allure: "Baby... don't be shy, let your big cock go in and eat the candy..."

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