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My name is Xiaobao. I was born into a wealthy family. When I grew up, my grandfather and maternal grandfather had already passed away, so my paternal grandmother and maternal grandmother lived with us. My parents mainly did this for their convenience. My paternal grandmother is 49 years old, and my maternal grandmother is 48. My paternal grandmother is quite slim, practically a model, and is 171cm tall. My maternal grandmother is more plump and is 170cm tall. Because my father is often away from home, there have always been only three women living with us: my paternal grandmother, my maternal grandmother, and my mother. My mother is 31 years old and 168cm tall. She has a figure that is both slim and plump, with a perfect balance of slim and plump. I absolutely adore my mother. I also have an aunt and a maternal aunt, both of whom are married and have their own families, so they don't live with us. I also have an older sister, with whom I'm very close, but she lives at school and is rarely home. Because I've been surrounded by women since I was little, I rarely go out to play with my peers anymore. I spend most of my time at home with my three female friends.

After my grandfather passed away, the family business fell to my father's shoulders. But I never imagined he would die in a car accident while traveling, leaving only three women and me, a minor, in the family. From then on, I became the family's darling even more. The three women treated me incredibly well, making me feel incredibly comfortable. However, they were quite strict about my studies. Of course, I was also very ambitious, because I had to work hard to inherit the family business, even if I couldn't expand it further, I had to maintain its current strength.

By then, I had started puberty and had grown to 170cm tall. My mother seemed quite surprised by my development and treated me even better. My mother, grandmother, maternal grandmother, and I each had our own bedroom because the house was large. I also had an older sister studying medicine and was rarely home. So, at that time, I was the only man in the family.

Do you know why, after I developed, the three women in my family started dressing me up, making me look very capable? They seemed to like my handsome appearance, especially since I felt their gazes towards me were different from before, and they also started paying attention to their appearance. I think it's just human nature; everyone wants to show their charm to the opposite sex. As for incest, I feel they didn't have that thought, and neither did I. I just had an urge to hug them; at that time, I didn't know what sex was.

Things always develop slowly. Since I was the only man in the house then, I would go to the three women's bedrooms every day to chat with them. At the time, it was just a subconscious urge to chat with them alone. Every day, I would go to my mother's bedroom first, then my grandmother's bedroom, and finally my maternal grandmother's bedroom. My feeling at the time was that these three women seemed to have a good relationship on the surface, but there were actually conflicts. Later, I realized it was because of me. They all wanted to establish an emotional intimacy with me, and I could always satisfy them, although there was still a sense of competition for their favor. While my father was still alive, they treated me well, but not exceptionally so, at least not with the same level of importance. I think this was probably because after my father died, I was the only man in the family, so they transferred their affections to me. They also hoped I could take care of them and be relied upon, especially in their old age. Later, reflecting on my childhood, I realized that women's feelings are related to their economic status and position. When my grandfather was alive, they were all trying to please him, not particularly fawning over my father. But after my grandfather died, my father became the head of the family, so these three women started to fawn over him. Therefore, it was natural for them to fawn over me after my father's death. Although I wasn't the head of the family yet, it was only a matter of time. So they started fawning over me very early on. Physical intimacy with me also increased. Of course, it was also because I was growing up, and my body became more attractive to them. At that time, I was the only man in the family. My mother was still young and had considered remarrying, but if she did, she would lose the family property, which she didn't want to do, so she didn't remarry. My grandmother and maternal grandmother were too old to remarry. However, I know that Grandma didn't remarry because she didn't want to lose her wealth. Therefore, economic reasons made the conditions for incestuous relations available to me. Since the three women in the family no longer sought men but still had sexual desires, our incestuous relationship naturally occurred.

Because our family was wealthy, the women who married into our family were all exceptionally beautiful. Grandma and Mom were both beauties, so naturally, the genes were excellent. As the saying goes, "A woman is in her prime at forty," and although Grandma was already forty-five, she didn't look old at all; on the contrary, she became increasingly beautiful and charming, exuding the charm of a mature woman. She was the kind of woman who seemed very cultured yet very alluring. Grandma possessed an innate romantic and elegant temperament; although her expression was often melancholic, it added a tranquil and refined air to her. I loved watching her languid look after she'd just washed her hair. Her hair was styled in loose curls, cascading down to her shoulders, and a faint blush graced her face, making her exceptionally charming. Grandma liked to let her long hair fall freely down her back. She disliked tying it up or letting it hang loosely in front of her; she thought it was ridiculous. What I loved most was running my fingers through Grandma's long hair, braiding it for her. I often buried my head in her soft, long hair, inhaling its intoxicating fragrance. Grandma also loved to toss her long hair, letting the ends gently brush against my shoulders, my chest, my lower abdomen, and my genitals. When Grandma held my enormous penis in her hand, she would always let her long hair fall, wrapping the strands around my thick penis, and then I couldn't resist pouncing on it… Of course, all of this happened later.

Grandma's face had soft curves, making her appear somewhat delicate, but her eyes were bright and piercing, as if they could see right through you. When she looked at you, you felt a sense of guilt and embarrassment. Her eyebrows were light, gently arched upwards, and slanted between her eyes. When I kissed her neck and delicate little mouth, her small, straight nose would tilt up slightly, making her look incredibly cute.

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