My days with my stepmother

My Days with My Stepmother

Author: Unknown Layout: maomao8311

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... My father was heartbroken for years after my mother's passing. He always blamed her for leaving so quickly, leaving him all alone. So, from the time I was little, he spent his time learning to care for a baby, a fragile little life, until I went to elementary, middle, and high school. He never considered remarrying.

When I was 14, I asked my father to remarry, telling him that I was old enough to take care of myself and that he shouldn't waste his precious youth. At first, he disagreed, but he was only around 35 and still young, so I kept urging him to do so. He finally got a girlfriend and got married when I was 16.

Of course, I was overjoyed that my father had finally been moved by my words and remarried. I showered them with attention, urging them to have another child, a younger brother or sister, so the house would be more lively. They both shyly nodded in agreement. But later, my father secretly told me the truth: he was infertile. He said he had secretly gotten a tubal ligation when I was in elementary school, which almost made me faint! I even scolded him for being so "stupid"! Fortunately, things turned out well for me and my stepmother…

My stepmother is a very young, beautiful, and mature woman named Fang Wenshu. She's only 24 years old and has a great figure. From her appearance, I think her measurements are around 35-24-35! When I first saw my stepmother's figure and face, my heart pounded wildly and couldn't stop for a long time.

I learned that my father was infertile six months after his marriage to my stepmother. He told me himself, even hinting that I should have a child with her. At first, I didn't pay attention, but when he repeated it, I was shocked. I exclaimed, "Dad... that's impossible! She... she's my mother!?!" But he insisted it

was okay, saying he still wanted a son and a daughter, and told me to decide for myself before leaving without looking back.

Watching him walk away, I understood the pain of a man's infertility. I thought how much better it would have been if he hadn't made such a foolish decision. He probably never imagined he would remarry, or that he would want children. Indeed, my mother's sudden death had brought him immense despair, emptiness, and pain. Perhaps it was out of a desire to focus on caring for me and to show his love for my mother that he resolutely decided to have a tubal ligation. I shook my head at my father's helplessness and went about my own business.

And so, my father, stepmother, and I lived peacefully for over a year. I was almost eighteen. I hadn't done anything inappropriate to my stepmother, but I paid close attention to her every move. Gradually, inappropriate feelings began to develop in my heart. I didn't think my stepmother was a promiscuous woman, at least she didn't show it in front of me. Although she would often look at me with a deep gaze, I didn't deliberately avoid it. Instead, I let her gaze upon me, but I ignored her. However, I also felt a strange excitement unexpectedly arise in my heart! Since my father married my stepmother, he had been like a dead man. Every night I would eavesdrop outside their room, but there was no sound. Sigh! Was my father really determined to give my stepmother to me?! He came home very late every day, and every time he came home, he would just fall asleep without caring about my stepmother. He wasn't like a responsible husband at all. Was he creating an opportunity for me? The pressure in my heart increased with a lot of doubts.

When I turned eighteen, my stepmother's life began to change dramatically, which surprised even me!

Let me share some of the things my stepmother did when I was home with you!

As my father came home later each day, I spent more time with my stepmother, and the saying "familiarity breeds fondness" proved absolutely true. At first, my stepmother always dressed very neatly at home, even when she didn't go out. She always wore heavy trousers and skirts, completely obscuring what she was wearing underneath. But over time, her clothing gradually changed, becoming more and more sexy. Sometimes she would wear a tiny tank top that exposed her navel with super short shorts (the kind that showed her buttocks), or a loose sleeveless dress with a super short mini skirt that reached her hips. I was dazzled by her, my heart racing with her every move, my eyes constantly circling around her impressive figure. I would suddenly see her bra and deep cleavage peeking out from her loose clothes, or her plump buttocks exposed when she bent over, wearing all sorts of sexy lace panties. I almost had the urge to take advantage of her, and I almost forgot that she was my mother.

At first, I didn't know why my stepmother had suddenly changed so drastically, but I was definitely influenced by her. I finally started to officially make my stepmother the object of my sexual fantasies, and I would hide in my room and masturbate no less than four or five times a day to relieve my lust for her.

It was as if my father was planning everything behind the scenes, driving things from behind the scenes. My relationship with my stepmother continued to develop, while my father seemed to have truly become invisible, disappearing from my daily life with my stepmother. After a while, my father's image gradually disappeared from my mind. "What... what is going on? Why is this happening? Why?" I kept asking myself.

Because of my stepmother, I gradually fell in love with her. Besides fantasizing about her and masturbating, I also developed a craving for her underwear—the kind she took from the bathroom. After showering, unlike usual, she wouldn't hide her clean underwear at the bottom of the laundry box. Instead, she deliberately placed the underwear she'd changed into that day on the top shelf, especially her panties. It was only after I'd picked up her panties and masturbated several times out of curiosity that I realized she intentionally made them so visible!

Her underwear was always fresh, the same day she'd changed, and had a unique scent—a peculiar fragrance mixed with bodily secretions, a pungent yet pleasant aroma that kept me lost in my lustful thoughts. This further fueled my desire, allowing it to grow uncontrollably. Ah! I think I've truly fallen in love with my stepmother!

My stepmother's panties thus became my daily masturbation tool. I would usually put her panties over my head, breathing heavily and licking the part covering her genitals between my nose and lips, or I would put her panties over my penis, experiencing the pleasure of my stepmother's genitals rubbing against the panties and fantasizing about penetrating her vagina while masturbating. Otherwise, I would wear those tiny panties, which only reached my thighs and barely covered my erect penis, feeling my stepmother's slender waist and flat stomach. So, several times, the panties were torn by my large penis. This

went on for more than half a year. I had been observing for a while, and my stepmother hadn't said anything. However, she would blush and become shy when she saw me. So, I decided to put the semen I had just ejaculated on my stepmother's panties back on the top shelf of the laundry box, so that my stepmother could also enjoy it.

After I turned nineteen, my stepmother became even bolder. She usually kept the doors and windows tightly closed when she took a bath. When I went to the bathroom to get her underwear, I was surprised to find that she hadn't even closed the doors and windows properly, leaving huge gaps in each one.

"Doesn't she know there's a son at home? A vigorous, hot-blooded young man!"

This thought both surprised and delighted me, a strange emotion welling up inside me. I couldn't help but think, "This...this...

how could my stepmother...do this?! If this continues, things will get out of hand!!" A surge of rationality made me stop in my tracks. I grabbed my stepmother's underwear and turned back to my room to masturbate.

I'd seen my stepmother like this for a month now, and I still didn't dare peek at her while she showered. Then one Saturday night, as I passed my parents' room, I heard a moan: "Ah...ah ah..."

Curious, I reached out to peek. I guessed it must be my father, unable to resist, having sex with my stepmother. Just as I reached out to cautiously open the door, it silently slid forward, revealing a crack. I was startled and held my breath, but the moaning didn't stop; instead, it grew louder. I calmly took a deep breath and peered through the crack. To my surprise, I saw my stepmother lying on the bed, masturbating and making lewd noises. My father wasn't there!

Upon seeing this, I instinctively closed my eyes, desperately trying to control myself from looking, but my body reacted rapidly and uncontrollably. Soon, my face flushed, my heart pounded, my breathing became rapid, and my penis throbbed painfully, wishing it could burst forth and find something to release its pent-up desire. My legs were rooted to the ground, and my entire body trembled slightly, sending out signals of pleasure. My mind was filled with the image of my stepmother's naked body, an image that wouldn't go away, even arousing a desire to peep at her masturbating.

After a long while, my mind went blank; my lust finally overwhelmed my reason. I was instantly consumed by desire, my tightly closed eyes wide open, staring intently into the doorway!

As I looked inside, the door suddenly creaked open! At that moment, my stepmother came out in her pajamas. We looked at each other in surprise, face to face, and simultaneously exclaimed, "Ah!" We stood there motionless.

What surprised me was this: "How did my stepmother recover so quickly? Did I stand here for too long and miss the show? Ah!! Why is my stepmother dressed so scantily? Her nightgown is even see-through, and her two round, large breasts are so clearly visible!! Her private parts are a dark patch, barely visible, so alluring!! How... how are you now...?"

My stepmother was surprised by this: "Why is he still here? He's been watching for so long, why hasn't he gone back to his room? Ah!! His... his penis is so prominent, it must be huge... He... why is he still looking at me!! Could it be... could it be that he wants to... Oh!! Although... although I really want to... but... I'm not ready yet!! Now... what should I do now????"

I was the first to recover, and I awkwardly said to my stepmother: "Mother... Mother... I... I was just passing by your room... no. I didn't expect you to come out...

Mother... Mother... goodnight. I'm going to sleep now..." After saying a bunch of nonsense that even I didn't understand, I turned around and slipped back to my room.

After watching me run back to my room, my stepmother whispered, "It's...it's okay...I...I'm going to...the...bathroom...goodnight...my son...

my...love..." Her voice trailed off, the last four sentences barely audible. Then she went back to her room.

That night, after running into my room, my heart was pounding, unable to calm down. I vaguely heard my stepmother speaking, and then I heard her close the door. I breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking back to what she had just said, I couldn't make out what she was saying, so I just ignored it. I forcefully lay down on the bed and closed my eyes, trying to sleep, but I couldn't. The image of my stepmother's naked body kept appearing in my mind, gradually becoming clearer. I couldn't help but recall the moments we had just shared; my stepmother's figure was...incredibly beautiful. Well, only after she took off her clothes could I finally see my stepmother's complete figure. She was so beautiful and charming, exuding an alluring and holy aura. Her body was illuminated by the light, emitting layers of hazy glow, making her so clear yet so enigmatic, like looking at flowers through fog, the more you looked, the blurrier she became. Unless you looked right up to her face, you could never see her clearly, and unless you hugged her tightly, you would only be holding onto the moisture in the air—fog.

The whole night was filled with fantasies, and I couldn't help but sneak back to the bathroom to grab my stepmother's underwear. I put it over my head, pressed it against my nose and lips with one hand, and masturbated with my penis in the other, fantasizing about my stepmother all the time. I ejaculated five times that night. During the masturbation, a sudden thought occurred to me: "I...I want my stepmother...I want...I want to be her man...Dad told me this before, and my stepmother is getting better and better...I want...I must have my stepmother...this incomparably beautiful woman...

Mom...Mom...soon...I...I must...I must possess you...your goddess-like body...I...I will...I will satisfy you. I...I will make you bear children...daughters..."

…Let us…go together…

to the witch…ah…I’m coming…Mom. Mom. Can you see…I’ve ejaculated for you again…we’ve lost…one more son…or daughter…Mom. Oh.

My love…do you know…I’ve fallen deeply in love with you…Mom…do you know…do

you know…Dad has already tacitly approved of me being with you…you…do you understand…Wen Shu.

Oh…my love…” I kept pouring out my deep love for my stepmother in my mind, which increased my confidence and determination to face her, and thus I drifted off to sleep.

The sunlight had already illuminated my room, and only when my body felt warm did I groggily wake up. Slowly opening my eyes, the light filled them, causing pain and a wave of dizziness. I instinctively raised my hand to shield my eyes from the direct sunlight, and it took a while for my eyes to adjust to the impact. I glanced at the time; it was already 11 a.m. Thankfully, it was a weekend, otherwise my classmates would have laughed at me at school. I stretched and then jumped out of bed, almost losing my balance on the ground. My legs were still trembling slightly, probably from excessive masturbation the night before.

Leaving my room, I rubbed my hungry stomach and went to the kitchen. I saw my stepmother busy there, and just then, her gaze turned in my direction. I had no choice but to awkwardly greet her, "Good... good morning, Mom!!"

"It's not early anymore... it's already noon... and you're still saying good morning..." My stepmother immediately blushed and lowered her head to chop vegetables as she spoke.

"Well... good afternoon, Mom..." I said, feeling quite embarrassed.

"Okay, okay... don't say anymore... are you all hungry? Mom... Mom will have dinner ready soon, son...

wait a moment!!" My stepmother said, bringing two dishes to the table.

"Oh... okay... Mom... no rush!" As I spoke, I turned around and looked around, but I couldn't find my father anywhere. So I asked my stepmother, "Huh! Mom... Mom... where's Dad? Isn't he here? Or is he resting?"

"It's amazing you still remember your dad! Your dad... he's the chairman of the company now... he goes out to socialize with friends on weekends and holidays, let alone on weekdays. You... really, you... you didn't even notice?... Your... your dad's efforts... are so... painstaking!!" My stepmother abandoned her restraint and hinted at something to me.

"I...I...I know Dad. Dad's very busy...He takes good care of the family...I know he works very hard...He raised me all by himself...I..."

I knew what my stepmother was talking about, so I looked at the ground and boldly spoke my mind.

"That's right...So you must be filial to your father. Whatever he says...you must do...that's what makes a good, obedient child." My stepmother interrupted me, speaking with her back to me.

"Yes...yes...Mom...you're right...I should...I should listen to Dad and be a good son..." I said awkwardly, lowering my head to my stepmother who had her back to me.

Then there was a period of silence between us. I quietly watched my stepmother cook. When she turned her back to me, I realized she was only wearing the transparent nightgown I'd seen yesterday, with a kitchen scarf covering her upper and lower body, but the back of the nightgown was exposed. She was wearing a bra and panties today, but to me, it seemed as if she was completely naked in front of me. Her proud breasts, her alluring, snow-white, plump buttocks, and that thick, dark forest made my penis swell rapidly. I quickly turned around, pressed my hand to my genitals, and took a deep breath.

"Alright! Son... ah... it's ready to eat... you must be very hungry, right? Come and eat! Since it's just the two of us... I'll cook something simpler, hurry up!!" My stepmother suddenly spoke from behind me.

"Ah... ah... oh. Okay... okay, Mom... coming right away!!" I was startled and quickly turned around to respond.

Sitting down at the table, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! Mom... this... is this a Manchu Han Imperial Feast? How... how can it be so abundant? There's ginseng, abalone, and shark fin in there! Look!!"

"Silly... silly boy... Mom. Seeing how hard you always work, you'll wear yourself out, so... so Mom specially prepared... prepared this to help you recover... How is it... is it delicious?" My stepmother blushed, looking at me with affectionate eyes.

I could already understand my stepmother's good intentions, and to please her, I piled up a lot of food and ate it, praising it with words like, "Mmm... mmm... um... um...

so... delicious... Mom... it's so... delicious!!" I deliberately ate noisily.

My stepmother blushed, even more so than before. She crossed her hands, rested her chin on her hand, watched me eat heartily, and said with a charming smile, "Hehe... even if it's delicious, you don't have to exaggerate... come on, try this..." My stepmother picked up a piece of pig's trotter for me.

"Mom...you...why aren't you eating?" I looked up and saw that my stepmother hadn't touched her bowl, so I asked.

"No...no rush...Mom...Mom likes watching you eat! Anyway, I can eat while I clean up!" My stepmother said with a smile.

"Mom...this...isn't this bad for you!?...You...you like this...I...I..."

"It's okay, don't worry about me...just eat as much as you can, it's good for your health." My stepmother brought me another bowl of bird's nest soup.

"Mmm...mmm...okay...Mom. Then I...won't be polite..." I ate heartily.

My stepmother still watched me eat at the table, and she hadn't touched her chopsticks even after I was full. After I finished eating, she said to me, "Leave the bowl and chopsticks on the table, you go and rest first, let Mom do it."

"Mmm...Mmm. Mom...I'll go to my room first...thank...thank you, Mom...I...I love you..."

After saying that, I ran to my room in a flash, leaving my stepmother standing alone in the kitchen, deep in thought about my words.

That evening, the atmosphere at dinner was awkward. My stepmother quietly watched me eat, serving me food and soup. I ate silently. After dinner, she tidied up the kitchen and prepared to take a shower, as she always did every day. I had been hiding in my room all day because of her, and wanted a change of pace, so I turned on the TV and watched a variety show to try and forget about her. The show made me laugh so hard, and it somewhat eased my longing for her.

But soon, I heard her voice from the bathroom: "Xiao Ren... could you get me a towel?"

"Oh... oh... okay, coming right away." Without thinking, I went to my parents' room to get the towel.

"Mom... I brought the towel..." I said, reaching my hand into the bathroom with the towel.

"Ren... could you bring it in for me? I'm... I'm taking a shower..." my stepmother said from inside.

"Oh...ah...what...Mom. Is this alright?" I asked cautiously, but my mind, as if already out of control, had broken free of my body and flown into the bathroom, imagining my stepmother in the shower.

"Silly...silly boy...you...you've already seen it...and...hurry up...bring it in..." my stepmother said again from inside the bathroom.

At this moment, my willpower had vanished without a trace. I blankly lifted my foot, pushed open the door, and went in: "Mom...Mom...I brought the towel..."

I said, looking down.

"Silly boy..." my stepmother said.

Suddenly, I was enveloped by a wave of heat, and my stepmother's beautiful face appeared before my eyes. My body was being held tightly by my stepmother, and her two large breasts were pressing against my chest. I couldn't take it anymore. I hugged my stepmother's body tightly with both hands, lowered my head, and kissed her lips. My stepmother kissed me passionately in return, and the towel was falling to the ground. Time seemed to stand still.

For a long, long time, we separated, gazing at each other, our eyes burning with the flames of love. We both wanted to make love, to satisfy our years of longing and thirst.

I lay down on the bathroom floor with my stepmother in my arms. To my utter surprise, she was incredibly passionate. She quickly stripped me of all my clothes, grabbed my already erect penis, and knelt down to give me oral sex. I was stunned, stammering, "Oh... Oh... Mom... Mom... This... This can't... No... No... Mom... Mom... Oh... I... I... Love... You... Okay... Okay..." In the end, I had to admit that I loved my stepmother too. Since she had already given up everything to do that with me, I naturally went along with it.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ren'er... Ah... Mom... Mom... Can't... Bear... Years... of... Longing... For... You... I... I... Love... You... Too

... Ugh... Ugh..." my stepmother said as she sucked on my penis.

"Oh...oh...Mom...it's all...it's all my fault...I...didn't listen to Dad...Dad...didn't follow you...follow you..." I cried with joy at my stepmother's confession.

"Ren...don't say anymore...it's all Mom's fault...Mom...faulty...nothing...nothing...good...say nothing..." my stepmother said, tears streaming down her face.

Enjoying my stepmother's flattery, I looked at her beautiful hair and said excitedly, "Mom...Mom...

I know what you...mean...it should be my fault...

but...now...we...aren't we...already...doing it...?...Oh...

oh. Mom...Mom...you're so...amazing...oh oh. Oh..."

I knew what my stepmother was talking about. My father hadn't had sex with her since before or after their marriage, and she couldn't bear the loneliness of being alone day and night. She had many doubts. Only after my father privately explained things to her and encouraged her to take the plunge did she reluctantly agree. Otherwise, she would never have dared to do it! But both of them were bound by ethical constraints, so neither dared to actually do it. Now, my stepmother's initiative had broken down the long-standing barriers and differing beliefs between them, and they were about to unite.

My stepmother kept sucking, licking, and biting my penis, thrusting it up and down in her throat, making sounds like "woo...woo woo...woo..."

"Mom...Mom...Wen...Shu...good...good. I...I...I...want...to...cum...want...want...

to...cum...oh.oh.oh.oh..." My penis couldn't take it anymore from my stepmother's ministrations; my body trembled, and a stream of hot semen shot into her mouth.

My stepmother didn't get up; instead, she continued blowing on my penis, and a bunch of semen flowed from her mouth, instantly covering my penis. Her blowing technique didn't make my penis shrink; instead, it grew even stronger, allowing me to continuously enjoy the post-ejaculation orgasm. Seeing that my penis was still so strong, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, carefully licking the surface of the semen from the base of my penis. She ate it, which made me feel even more affection for her.

"Mom... Wen... Shu... I love you... We... We... Let's do it?" I said, looking at my stepmother with affection.

"Son... Ren... No rush... Our defenses... are already down... There's no need to rush... Let's... Let's take a bath together...

What do you say?" My stepmother looked up and sat down beside me, saying.

Hearing my stepmother's words, I realized she was right. Why not take a bath together with her? So I said, "Okay!

Wen...Shu..."

"Thank...thank you...for calling me that...I...oh. I'm so happy...Ren..." After saying this, my stepmother suddenly gave me a passionate kiss and got up to shower.

At that moment, it suddenly dawned on me: "Because of this incident, my stepmother has become more lively." My heavy heart suddenly felt much lighter. "Let it be! Don't disappoint Dad and Stepmother again."

So I jumped up, hugged my stepmother from behind, and kissed her neck. She returned the kiss. Our hearts were united. My mind began to stir, and my hands began to caress her body. She shyly dodged to the left and right, telling me to sit on a small stool. She knelt in front of me, washing my body. Seeing this, I picked up shower gel and rubbed it on her. Instantly, her entire body was covered in my hands. Whenever my hand wandered over her genitals, she would cry out, pausing for a long time. She didn't tell me to stop, but her face was flushed. My penis remained erect, and whenever her hand moved up and down it, it felt even better than doing it myself. We were both lost in the physical pleasure, neither wanting it to end immediately.

"Wen Shu... Wen Shu... Are you done? Time to shower..." I broke the silence.

"Ah... Ah. Okay... Okay..." My stepmother stammered, still not quite recovered.

While showering, we couldn't help but tease each other a bit more!

After showering, my stepmother wanted to put her clothes back on, but as soon as I saw that, I picked her up and carried her to my room. My stepmother shyly huddled against my chest, and seeing her unprecedentedly bashful demeanor made my heart race to the room, eagerly awaiting her arrival. I think my stepmother

felt the same way. I carried her into the room and gently placed her body on the bed. Without a word, I pounced on her, kissing her while using my fingers to stimulate her already wet vagina. My teasing made her moan softly, her body trembling rapidly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her legs arching and swinging restlessly. I knew I had begun to arouse her.

Leaving my stepmother's lips, I began my assault downwards. First, I grabbed her breasts with both hands, squeezing and kneading them, pinching her nipples with my fingers, eliciting sounds like, "Ah...ah...ah..." Then I licked and sucked on her nipples with my tongue, soon making them more prominent and her breasts firmer. As I

licked, I reached her navel, licking the area around the indentation, making her repeatedly say, "Ah...ah...it itches. It itches...stop...stop...ah..." until she forcefully pushed my head away, finally releasing my navel.

With that push, my nose was thrust directly between her labia. Oh! The scent was absolutely intoxicating, hundreds of times better than the smell of underwear. My stepmother's unique body fragrance combined with the scent of her vaginal fluids made me press my nose into her vagina and inhale deeply. Then, my stepmother clamped her legs together, trapping my head tightly. She grabbed my hair with one hand, twisting her ample hips, forcing my nose completely inside her vagina. I almost couldn't breathe. I quickly lifted my head, stuck out my tongue, and thrust it into her vagina, skillfully swirling it inside. This made my stepmother cry out again, "Ah...ah...stop. Stop...oh...

good...good. Oh...Ren...good...amazing...yo...yo...faster. Faster...oh. Oh oh...

"

"Oh...oh oh. Oh...Ren...Ren...I...oh oh...so good...so good. Oh oh...

I...I want to...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum...oh.oh...oh.oh..." Under the teasing of my nimble tongue, my stepmother reached her first orgasm in her life. Hot, wet fluids gushed out of her vagina like a flood, which my tongue and lips sucked hard, drinking the fluids flowing from her vagina. This was also my first experience, and the taste was, needless to say, amazing.

"Hmm. Hmm...ah...Wen Shu...your...tastes amazing...better than juice!!"

I couldn't help but look up and say.

"Hmm...I'm not going to...I don't even know what shyness is...Here you go...here you go...lick there...I'm already so...so embarrassed...and you still say...and you still say...Ren.You...you're so bad...mmm..." My stepmother covered her face with her hands and turned her body to the side as she spoke.

"Wen Shu... I love you... Will you marry me? I think... I think Dad won't object...

Okay... or not, Wen Shu?... Mmm. Mmm..." Without waiting for my stepmother's answer, I moved her body to the right position, pried her hands apart, and lowered my head to kiss her.

After a long while, my stepmother pushed me away with both hands, gasped for breath, and said with a flushed face, "Ren... I... I want it..."

"Wen Shu... Oh..." I excitedly hugged her tightly.

Then, I moved my body, lifted my stepmother's legs onto my shoulders, held my penis with one hand and her buttocks with the other, and with a "whoosh," I inserted the head of my penis into her vagina.

"Ah... It hurts. It hurts... Ah..." My stepmother suddenly shook her head violently from side to side, her body twisting rapidly.

My glans had only penetrated halfway when my stepmother cried out, and with a forceful thrust, she pulled and plunged in again, until my entire penis was inside her vagina, gripped tightly by the vaginal walls. She groaned even louder than before, "Ah...it hurts...ah...ah. Finally...ah...it hurts. It hurts. Ah

...ah..."

I began to slowly thrust in and out. Suddenly, I saw a trickle of blood on my glans and asked in surprise, "Shu...Wen Shu. You...you're bleeding...you...you're still..."

My stepmother's body swayed in rhythm with my movements, feeling my penis throbbing and impacting inside her. She said, with tears in her eyes and a hint of shyness, "Yes...yes.

That's right...I'm still a virgin...you...Dad...never...he...said he wanted to save it for...you...so...that's why...that's why I haven't...lost my virginity...ah...oh...your...

your is so big...I...I can't take it...I can't take it...oh...I...there...there's so hot...

oh...faster...faster...fuck me...oh oh oh..."

"Mmm...Wen...Wen Shu...your...your vagina...is so...tight...it's squeezing me so...good

...huff...I'm going to fuck...you to death...so good...I love...you to death...huff...

Wen Shu...your juices are so...so much...woohoo...so good...really.so good..."

I moaned as I thrust into my stepmother's vagina.

"Oh. Oh... Ahh... Ah oh. Oh oh... Ren... Ren... Oh. Take me... Quick...

Take... Me... Waaah... Oh... I. I'm about to be fucked... Fucked to death by you... Oh oh oh...

Hold me tight... Oh. Oh... Quick... Hold me tight... Harder... Fuck me harder... Ah... Ah ah

..."

My stepmother said, while wanting me to hold her and fuck her. So I put her legs down, picked her up, and sat on the edge of the bed, letting her straddle my lap. She straightened my penis and aimed it at her vagina before sitting down, her hands wrapped around the back of my head, and her two big breasts tightly gripping my face and rubbing against it. I also tightly grabbed her slender waist, making my stepmother's body go up and down so that her vagina could vertically thrust in and out of my penis.

"Ah...oh...so good...it feels so good...oh.oh...like this...good.So good...

ah...ah...ah...oh...Ren...I love you so much...you...you're so strong...

ah...

ah...this...this is good...very good...ah...ah..." My stepmother writhed her body, enjoying the pleasure of sex, occasionally letting out lewd moans, each one melodious.

My stepmother's hands tightly held my head, pressing it against her chest, her breasts slapping my cheeks left, right, left, right, making "slap, slap, slap" sounds, her vagina continuously sucking in and expelling my penis with "plop! plop!", my head swaying from side to side, licking my stepmother's two swaying breasts with my tongue, my mouth occasionally making "woo...woo...woo..." sounds, filling the whole room with a lewd atmosphere, even more so like a symphony, you and I making love calls, making us both completely forget ourselves while we were having sex.

My arms were getting a little tired, so I stood up, holding my stepmother's waist. As I stood, her arms and legs tightened around my neck and waist, her body swinging backward, positioning her vagina at a 45-degree angle. This made it easier for me to thrust in and out. Once we were in the right position, I thrust and pulled my hips, sending my stepmother to another climax.

Her head and long, black hair swayed wildly with each thrust, her upper body jolting against me. I gritted my teeth, relentlessly fucking her, driving her to ecstasy. I saw drool involuntarily dripping from her lips, her eyes rolling back, and her mouth still emitting moans of pleasure: "Ah...ah...

ah ah. Ah...love...ah...so...so strong...so amazing...oh.oh...oh...oh

..."

"...I can't...I can't...I'm almost...almost...almost...coming...I'm about to climax...oh oh oh oh..."

My stepmother's moans also moved me, and I couldn't help but say, "Oh. Oh...Shu...Wen Shu...I...I...do...do...love...you...

oh. Wife...good...good...wife. Oh. Oh oh...huff huff...I...I...I...am about to...

come...ah...oh oh...huff...huff...huff...oh oh...oh..."

At this moment, we both came at the same time, a stream of burning semen rushed straight into my stepmother's uterus, while the vaginal fluid flowed out along my penis. I hugged my stepmother and fell onto the bed with a "thud," my penis still in her vagina, and my stepmother was still tightly hugging and clamping my body, her whole head buried in my chest, motionless. We were quietly enjoying the pleasure and stimulation after each other's orgasm.

After a long while, we looked at each other before separating. I looked at my stepmother's beautiful and alluring body. I couldn't believe that she had given me her first time. A mix of regret and excitement welled up inside me. I looked up at my stepmother and said, "Mom... Wenshu... are you... alright?

Is... is it very painful?"

"It's... alright... painful... but... with you... I won't... feel... so much pain...

" my stepmother said shyly.

"Shu... Dad... what about him?... How is he? How does he feel..." I still thought it was really unwise of my father to ask this question.

"Ren... don't worry about your dad... he couldn't stand it because you were nagging him... so he... he... he... he didn't really marry me... he...

he didn't sleep with me... he slept under the bed... he didn't do anything with me... let me... let me... Ren... have you forgotten?... On the day of the wedding, we didn't invite any relatives or friends! We didn't register... everything... everything was fake... your dad's intention was... to help you... to help you find a wife... he wanted the two of us... to wait until you were a little older, so that we... we could get married... this... this is why I agreed... only after I saw you... only then did I agree... only then did I agree to your dad's... so your dad and I...

only then..." My stepmother was afraid I would be unhappy, so she lowered her head and fell silent halfway through her sentence.

"Ah... Mom... no... Wenshu... is it... is it true? I... I still can't accept... accept the fact... Dad... he didn't marry you...

Oh! God... then Dad... Dad... poor Dad... why is it like this?

He... he doesn't plan to... remarry?..." As I spoke, tears streamed down my

face. "Hmm..." My stepmother responded, then suddenly looked up at me and said, "Your father said... he said he only loves your mother in his whole life... he doesn't want to remarry... his heart can only hold your mother... he said he only wants to hold... hold his grandson... so that he... so that he can enjoy a happy old age... that's why he went through so much trouble to find... find me to help him fulfill his wish... I... I also tried to persuade him... but he still didn't change his mind..."

"Mom... Shu... don't say anymore... I know everything... I know Dad's good intentions...

Mom... I'm sorry to Dad... and I'm sorry to you... for all your hard work, your son will

repay you well... really..."

"It's...it's okay...your father doesn't blame you at all...he really takes good care of you...even your future...he's arranged everything for you to inherit...so...so you shouldn't disappoint your father...as for me...Ren...you have nothing to apologize for. It's...my own choice...

I can't blame anyone...sob...Ren..." As my stepmother spoke, she couldn't help but throw herself into my arms and cry.

I gently stroked my stepmother's hair and whispered, "Wenshu, I feel much better now. Let's not talk about the past anymore... Everything was orchestrated by Dad behind the scenes. No one can be blamed. Since Mom passed away, Dad's mindset has changed drastically. Even I can't see through his heart. It's all because of me... I'm an only child... that's why Dad did what he did... Now... I won't resent anyone anymore, Wenshu..." I gently lifted my stepmother's beautiful face and kissed her smooth forehead, looking at her with a firm gaze and said, "You... you're willing...

to marry... me...?"

"...Um... um..." The silent gaze brought tears to my stepmother's eyes again. She shook her head and nodded helplessly.

"Shu... I want you to say it yourself... you're willing to marry... me..." I said firmly again, my eyes burning with longing.

"...I... I'm willing... I'm willing to marry you..." After saying that, she immediately lowered her head, her face flushed.

I finally understood my stepmother's last words. I couldn't help but kiss her passionately, kissing every part of her body, and then I jumped up and down with her in my arms. She was so flustered that she didn't dare to look at me, only shedding tears as I shouted and laughed, showing that her joy was no less than mine.

All the troubles and pain vanished with the wind. Wen Shu and I had another passionate encounter before going to the bathroom to clean our filthy bodies. We couldn't help but make love in the bathroom again. This day felt like the clouds had parted and the sun had shone through, completely liberating our hearts. We reveled together all night.

Afterwards, we waited for my father to come home, and I personally explained everything to him. My father was overjoyed and kept hugging us, saying, "Good...good...good..." I knew that my father's efforts had paid off, and now it was my turn to repay him.

Not long after, my father held a grand and solemn wedding ceremony for Wen Shu and me. The next day, I took her to register our marriage, and we became husband and wife in all our lives.

It's really strange, but we both ended up loving those old, perverted behaviors. I still masturbated every day with my wife's discarded underwear, spied on her while she showered, and masturbated in the room; and she did the same, only this time she loved watching me masturbate in the room and bathroom, and she would masturbate outside the door. Then we would make love, whether in the room, the bathroom, even the kitchen, the living room… we tried it everywhere, which made it feel even fresher and more exciting! And Dad cooperated, coming home much later than before, giving us more time to spend together and party.

A year later, Wen Shu gave birth to twins, two adorable little boys, making Dad beam with joy!

And me? I was still studying, and I wouldn't officially start my internship at Dad's company until I graduated from university. Now I'm really glad I didn't have a girlfriend! Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to marry such a wonderful wife—Wen Shu.

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