Chapter 3 of Sleepwalking Mother

The thief cried "thief!" while the lewd thief raped the money thief.
Inside the room, a scene of eroticism unfolded. The moon and stars, witnessing the ugly spectacle between mother and son, sank shyly into
the horizon , and dawn broke quickly in the east.
I don't know what time I slept; the night's activity had been too vigorous. It was my first time experiencing a woman's pleasure, and the two
encounters had drained me of all my semen, leaving me exhausted. I was only woken
when someone shook me awake. Opening my eyes, I saw my mother's beautiful face. The memory of last night
immediately reminded me that I had ejaculated twice on top of my beautiful mother. I quickly sat up. My mother
was lying on the bed, her eyes closed, her face pale, her lips bright red, beads of cold sweat on her smooth face. Her
pale hand weakly pushed against me. I quickly asked,
"Mom, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
My mother groaned, touched her forehead, pressed one hand to her stomach, and said hoarsely:
"Mom, I don't know if the blanket slipped off last night, she might have caught a chill, her stomach is bloated, her mouth is bitter... and her limbs
are weak."
Hearing this, I didn't know whether to be happy or sad. The night was too short to pass, and I couldn't bear to part with Mom's stunning beauty. We made love twice, for
an hour and a half. While I was vigorously thrusting into Mom's voluptuous body, I didn't feel cold myself, but Mom suffered from
being naked for so long; she must have caught a chill. I figured her bloated stomach must be from her vagina. Mom
probably thought it was from the chill causing her stomach discomfort, but it was actually from my penis. Her bitter mouth was from sucking all her
saliva dry. I was worried Mom would discover something, but now I didn't have to say anything.
I touched Mom's forehead; it was a little hot. I told her not to worry, then I
covered another blanket, poured water to apply to her face, and personally cooked porridge and fried eggs, then helped Mom
eat slowly.
That evening, my mother's illness had lessened considerably. She looked at me with loving tenderness, radiating a warm maternal love.
I chatted and laughed with her to ease her sorrow, feeling her warmth on my shoulder.
How wondrous is the love between a man and a woman! Even I couldn't tell if it was the love between mother and son or lovers. Why was she my mother?
I gazed at my mother affectionately, gently combing her disheveled, glossy black hair. My mother's face
flushed slightly under my gaze, and she sat up straight, a little embarrassed, and said,
"Son, what are you thinking about? Is Mommy pretty?"
"Mom, I was thinking, if you weren't my mommy, that would be so wonderful! I would definitely snatch you
away and make you my bride!"
My mother was startled by my words, her face turning red with a smile, her beautiful eyes shining brightly. Ruan Ruan playfully punched me a few times
, laughing and scolding,
"You brat, your mother's sick, and you're still making fun of her? Are you looking for trouble?"
A day later, after feeding my mother her porridge and covering her with a blanket, I kissed her soft, upturned lips, leaving her
stunned. I left the room to buy some medicine for her, and called my aunt, who was watching TV in the living room,
to help me take care of her.
Whether it was the medicine or my careful care, my mother recovered quickly… Perhaps due to
the intimacy of that night, her complexion became even more rosy and alluring, her delicate face making my heart itch even more. Her body became fuller
and more mature, her high, fiery breasts so full they seemed to drip with honey. Combined with her languid and weak
appearance after recovery, my penis hardened, and I wanted to push her down on the bed and thrust hard between her upturned buttocks.
No! I had to wait until my mother had her second sleepwalking episode.
After waiting for over ten days, Mom didn't sleepwalk anymore. Touching her body would wake her up quickly. Several times I tried to kiss her
but almost got caught. I was desperate. My uncle's family hasn't been having sex lately either. Maybe I caught
my aunt having sex that night, and they knew I was being too loud. Perhaps they were holding back their breath while doing it. Without that atmosphere,
Mom doesn't seem to sleepwalk anymore. I can only masturbate while looking at Mom's alluring curves and face.
My aunt became very close to Mom because I asked her to take care of her. The two of them often chatted together, and what
I overheard was my aunt flattering Mom, saying she was beautiful, charming, noble, and wealthy. Mom
actually enjoyed it, and the two of them quickly became like sisters. I remember Mom used to say my aunt was greedy and unsophisticated
. That's how women are; they're overjoyed when their self-worth is elevated, forgetting their roots and being short-sighted.
My aunt's presence in my and my mother's lives sometimes made me feel really stifled. We had very
little . However, my aunt became increasingly beautiful, and influenced by my mother, she started wearing makeup and even took some of my mother's old
clothes to dress herself up.
She shed her rustic look and transformed from an ugly duckling into a beautiful swan. One day, when my mother went out, she secretly
wore my aunt's favorite light blue suit, and I caught her. We were both very embarrassed. However, she looked
beautiful that day; this mature and beautiful rural woman radiated vitality and health. I don't know how much my little brother and my heart skipped a beat when I saw her
.
Not long after, a call came from the countryside, urging relatives to return to work in the fields. My grandmother took many relatives back
, leaving only my eldest uncle's family. My aunt said she wanted to stay with my mother a few more days, while my eldest uncle said he wanted to earn some tuition fees for my
cousin, Xiaolian, and was looking for money-making opportunities in the city. I knew that in a few days, my aunt would definitely
ask my mother for money; many people in the countryside do that.
The house felt more spacious, and I was still hoping for my mother's sleepwalking, but she called me out to go back to my room
to sleep. She slept with my aunt, and the two of them were incredibly close, making me extremely jealous. Not being able to
sleep with my mother meant that even if she sleepwalked, it would only scare my aunt to death; I wouldn't know, and even if I did, I wouldn't get
anything .
Every day I thought about that ecstatic night, my mother's full, warm body, being pressed beneath me and fucked wildly.
It all felt like a dream, and the burning desire tormented me. I prayed that God would turn my mother back into my sleepwalking self
, and I would give her every last drop of my semen.
Fate, because of my prayers, granted me incredible luck.
One late night, I dreamt of that night with my beautiful mother, and after that, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen. After getting up
, I went to the bathroom to shower. Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound coming from the study, which startled me. I'm
a very timid person, so I quickly grabbed a broom and listened carefully. It was probably a mouse,
the sound of books falling from the shelf. I was furious. The little mouse was quite bold, running into Mom's favorite study to chew on books? I
decided to get rid of it and show off to Mom tomorrow! I quietly made my way to the study.
Entering the study, I was nearly scared to death. A figure with a flashlight was rummaging through the bookshelves—a thief!
Good heavens! I held my breath, unsure what to do. Should I call 110…? Wait, it was a woman's figure… a
full- figured woman with long, black hair. I quickly looked closer. Ah? It was my aunt! What was she doing in the study?
Reading? Up in the middle of the night reading? Couldn't she sleep? But my aunt often called me a bookworm. She herself only
graduated would she even read? Stealing books? No way! Why would an uneducated woman like her steal books? To sell them?
How despicable! My mother treats her like her closest sister, and she's stealing books!
As I hesitated whether to rush out, suddenly, my aunt took down the only oil painting my mother loved most from the study
. Ah, this bastard not only messed up my mother's beloved books, but also had designs on the painting?
Wait a minute…
there’s a hidden compartment behind the painting! I’ve never heard Mom mention that before. My aunt pulled out a
key and clicked it open. I quickly tiptoed over to look, and wow! Inside
was a huge stack of banknotes and many valuable ornaments.
My aunt pulled out a thick gold chain, grinning from ear to ear, biting and kissing it, completely unaware that someone
was standing her.
She quickly opened a cloth bag and stuffed it full of jewelry and money. I couldn't resist any longer and grabbed her
shoulder . She jumped up in fright and was about to speak when I covered her mouth with my hand. When she saw it was me, her rapidly
heaving breasts slowed down a bit. I whispered to her,
"Auntie, what are you doing? Stealing my money?"
"This...this is...your mother's, Ren, please don't tell anyone. Actually, my Xiaolian
got into a prestigious junior high school in the city, but we don't have the money to support her studies and living expenses, so I had no choice but to take this
."
(Mom has so much money? Where did it come from? Did she really get it from stocks? How did Auntie know? This is all so
confusing. I'll figure it out later. First, let's deal with this thief in the family!)
"Stop talking nonsense. I'll give you two choices: one is to call the police, and the other..."
At this point, I didn't know what to say. Sending her back to the countryside would be too easy on her.
"Anan, please don't call the police, and don't tell anyone else. If others know, your uncle and I will never be
able to hold our heads high again. Besides, your mother gave me four thousand yuan the day before yesterday, all because I was too greedy. Please, Anan, I'll
give you anything you want... anything I can give..."
My heart warmed. I wanted anything. I was burning with desire lately. My beautiful, voluptuous
aunt eyes and white teeth. Her round breasts pushed up her thin, soft nightgown, and her beautiful
, large buttocks, ripe from years of farm work, looked like they were dripping with honey. And that seductive pose from the night before made me swallow hard. My eyes were fixed on my aunt
's genitals. I went all out and said with a wicked smile,
"Well, it's not hard to keep quiet. I've never been with a man before, as long as you..."
This hit the nail on the head. My aunt blushed and scolded me:
"You little rascal, I didn't expect you to be such a lecher. How about this, you let me go for now... When my Lian'er grows up
, your auntie promises to marry her to you."
"Who wants your thirteen-year-old Lian'er? By the time she's grown up, I'll be almost thirty! I want a woman now, and
if you don't find me one, I'll call the police right now and have you jailed for over ten years!"
Your auntie's face turned deathly pale, her hands trembling uncontrollably. She didn't know what to do. She stood there
looking at me for a long time, and when she saw my lecherous eyes staring at her lower abdomen, she suddenly realized what was going on. Her face turned red
to her ears, and she swallowed hard, panting, and tried to ask me:
"Anan, you wouldn't... you wouldn't have your eye on me too, would you? I'm an old woman...
Besides, this is messing up the generations! Please don't make things difficult for your auntie! You're in your adolescence, a little impulsive. Focus your energy
on your studies and you'll be fine. Let your auntie go, okay? Or I'll give you a few hundred yuan for spending money."
"I'm going to fuck you right now. I'll give you one minute to think about it."
I admired my own intense sexual urges. My aunt was shocked when she heard such blatant and shameless words.
After a moment of stunned silence, her face flushed red. She was both anxious and embarrassed. Her plump white hands rubbed together, and her
anxious expression became more alluring. Seeing my burning gaze on her charming and seductive body, my aunt subconsciously
pulled her nightgown down, like a scene from a TV drama where a delicate and beautiful woman is bullied by a strong and powerful man. This
made my lust burn fiercely.
My aunt, on the verge of tears, said,
"You lecherous devil, you little rascal, you've wronged me, but you should think about your uncle and your mother too... I would
never do anything unfaithful to your uncle, Anan, I'm begging you one last time, please let me go, that's immoral,
back in the countryside, you'd be thrown into a pig cage and punished."
Seeing that I didn't say anything, my aunt took a few steps back towards the door, intending to leave like that. I didn't say anything more, picked up
the phone in the study, and pretended to dial 110, saying a few words to report the crime. My aunt was so frightened that she ran over and hung up the phone.
A subtle fragrance wafted through the air, and an alluring body was right beside me. If I didn't seize the moment, when would I? (Thinking back on it
later , I broke out in a cold sweat.) Without a word, I pulled her firm body
close, one hand slipping inside her pajamas to grasp and knead her large, firm breasts, while the other hand pressed her head down, pressing her wide-open mouth tightly
into a kiss. My tongue lingered in her delicately fragrant mouth ,
sucking and licking. She didn't know what to do, unsure whether to close her mouth or not. Her act of calling the police had already terrified her, rendering her unable to resist. Her large, watery eyes were filled with grievance and fear, and her nostrils flared with
healthy breath.
Two people who shouldn't be so intimate, their faces pressed together by the theft, inhaling each other's
breath , their saliva flowing freely into each other's mouths.
I smacked my aunt's tongue, sucking on her sweet saliva. At first, she tried to speak, wanting to
escape my grasp. But then, as expected, my aunt had a strong sex drive. Under my persistent, passionate kisses, she
shyly closed her eyes and began to tease me with her tongue, making soft, smacking sounds.
I removed one hand from her head, moving it from her smooth, rounded thigh towards her panties. Her hand tried to
resist , but I forcefully shook it off, grabbing her wet, fleshy mound.
Her forbidden zone violated, my aunt opened her eyes sensitively, pushed me away forcefully, gasped for breath, looked at me painfully, and sobbed,
pleading with me:
"Anan, no! You're still young and don't understand, please let me go, or your uncle will beat me to death!"
"No! No! I want you no matter what, consider this your reward!"
I pulled her close, stuffing a gold chain into her hand. My aunt was stunned for a moment; it was clear
she loved the necklace. While she hesitated, I opened my mouth and kissed her, my hand plunging
into her panties, my fingers digging and probing her wet vulva. My aunt stared blankly into the distance, abandoning all
defenses for the gold chain.
Saliva dripped from our mouths down our chins. My aunt moaned softly as I kissed her,
her small mouth opening weakly so my tongue could penetrate deeper into her mouth to extract saliva.
Sometimes her tongue would also enter my mouth, a subtle fragrance, indescribably pleasurable.
As her body temperature rose, my aunt lost herself, becoming like a wanton prostitute.
Her hair was disheveled, her cheeks flushed like a sunset, and her alluring eyes sparkled with spring-like desire. She caressed her breasts with irresistible charm. I
left her fragrant lips and stripped her naked. My aunt's snow-white, full body
was completely exposed before me, her round breasts swaying seductively. The shadows made her curvaceous figure even more sensual.
The moonlight shone on her smooth, white thighs, making them dazzlingly white.
This woman was mature and beautiful, like an ancient fairy, like Venus carved from white jade. Her beauty made my body hair
stand on end, and without realizing it, I mistook her for my mother.
My aunt looked at me shyly, her hands covering her vulva. I went over and
rubbed my hands against her body. The smooth, fleshy touch made me unable to resist any longer. I pulled down my underwear,
freeing my huge, throbbing penis, which twitched a few times.
I carried my aunt to the desk, climbed on top of her, and she found my penis, gently
squeezing it . The cold, wet sensation against my burning hot penis was exhilarating.
She begged me to use a condom, saying she wouldn't have a child without an IUD, and that after giving birth to Xiaolian, she and my uncle
had always used condoms. I refused; the friction of her wet, slippery vaginal walls was what I wanted.
I forcefully spread her tightly closed thighs, my penis pressing straight against her vagina. The circular vaginal walls enveloped
the glans; it was so soft and wet that it seemed impossible to penetrate all the way in. My aunt softly begged me not to insert, tears
streaming down her face like raindrops on pear blossoms, a languid and delicate beauty.
I didn't give up. I began to shallowly insert the tip of my penis into her vagina, sliding it step by step against the tightly bound vaginal
walls, then pulling out, and with a forceful thrust, with a whoosh, my penis was inserted all the way in, only to be held back by a layer of soft, tender
flesh preventing further penetration, even though my penis wasn't fully inserted yet.
My aunt froze, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes fixed on me. According to rural customs, the
moral
are far less severe than those of being cheated on, especially since it was her nephew, who was more than twenty years younger than her. Her chastity, maintained for over thirty years, vanished with the sound of my penis penetrating her. Rural areas value these things highly, and her mind
must be . I ignored her wooden-like state and continued thrusting.
My aunt's vagina was much shallower than my mother's; it felt like many tongues were licking my glans, making my
penis tremble with pleasure. She only reacted when I penetrated her to the point where her clitoris was about to burst, clinging to me tightly.
Perhaps because my aunt had always been with my uncle, she was used to that size, and today, without a condom and with my hard, large penis, she couldn't handle it
. I sighed inwardly and thrust deeply and forcefully.
My aunt's face was contorted in pain, her beautiful features flushed with desire, cold sweat beaded on her brow, and clear
tears . Her delicate nose was round and moist, and her full lips exhaled sweet breath. What a beautiful woman! My heart trembled. Such
a captivating beauty deserved to be savored. I cupped her soft breasts and kneaded them forcefully,
taking and inhaling their delicate fragrance—it was incredibly delicious.
My enormous penis was swallowed by her tender, moist vagina. Due to the intense collision, my testicles slapped against
my aunt's fleshy buttocks, and her juices splashed everywhere. I never imagined my aunt could be so wanton; her vagina was truly made of water.
The squelching sounds echoed in the quiet night, and the two cats next door joined in with their baby-like
cries.
The thick, fleshy walls held my penis tightly together, so that each thrust brought a slight jolt, like pulling
out muddy water from deep mud. Sometimes, pulling too hard, the entire penis would pop out with a "pop," the labia flipping open. The intense pleasure
sent waves of sensation through my nerve endings, making my glans feel like I was holding back urine. My mind screamed an order to stop the "cannonball" from firing.
Making love with a beautiful woman with a tight, honeyed hole was, in fact, torture.
Enjoying the bliss and the pain, I gripped my aunt's pearly shoulders, increasing the force of my thrusts. My pent-up
lust me almost mad. I swayed my hips violently outside her opening, thrusting and pulling, pulling out my oily, wet penis, and then
, like a pile driver, slamming it into her smooth, soft flower core. Waves of pleasure made me feel like I was in heaven.
My aunt tilted her head, her face trembling from the shock, her complexion deathly pale. Seeing me lecherously enjoying her
beauty, she shyly closed her almond-shaped eyes, softly moaning. Her lips felt dry from the pleasure, and she moistened them with
her tongue , transforming them into a fresh, beautiful piece of flesh in my eyes. I bent down and bit her lips, licking, sucking
, and nibbling.
The incredibly smooth intercourse, coupled with the overflowing arousal created by the beauty's movements in my arms, made my penis
swell to a rock-hard, thick erection. Wanting to prolong ejaculation,
I stopped when I felt an overwhelming urge to release, leaving my ecstatic aunt suspended in the air.
My aunt rolled her eyes, her mind reeling. I had stopped, but knowing I had leverage over her, she dared not utter a sound. Driven by
revenge , knowing my young manhood wasn't as long-lasting as my uncle's, she began to take the initiative.
She gripped my neck tightly with her jade-white hands, her alluring eyes fixed on me with a captivating, melancholic allure. It's hard to dispel the sorrow of a beautiful woman;
I never imagined my aunt could be so seductive during lovemaking. She rubbed her delicate face against mine,
the faint fragrance of her hair wafting to my nose. Her warm, honey-scented face, so close, allowed me to savor every detail, reminding me that I was with
a stunning beauty. Her red, fragrant tongue also darted in, spreading a sensual
scent , making my heart tremble. The pleasure made my penis quiver again during thrusting.
I quickly lowered my breath, rolled my eyes, and dared not move. But then, my aunt's large, pointed breasts
rubbed against my chest, her coin-sized nipples rubbing against mine. Her honeyed vaginal walls moved
like a mouth, sucking on my penis. Her hot, throbbing core electrified my glans. Three attacks combined, and even a god couldn't save me.
A few spurts of semen began to spurt out.
Hundreds of millions of sperm were trapped at the tip of my glans, surging forth to blast into my
aunt 's
fleshy vagina. I gritted my teeth, clenched my testicles, and held back my urge to ejaculate. I used several thick books to prop up my aunt's white, fleshy buttocks. This was my favorite position because the seamless, close contact allowed me to feel every inch of my aunt's vagina
.
I held back until my penis softened and cooled down a bit, then I began to plot my revenge. I hugged my aunt's slender waist tightly, groaned a few times, and thrust hard. My penis went all the way in each time,
stretching my aunt's clitoris wide. My aunt had been the main character just now, but after my intense, unrestrained pounding, her little mouth
couldn't help but let out soft, lewd moans, "Ah... umm..." Her pointed breasts and plump, white thighs bounced
and swayed .
As soon as I penetrated her, she twitched, as if my penis was supporting the weight of her delicate body. I thrust straight in and
out more than fifty times. Her face turned as white as paper, and she stopped moaning, breathing heavily, her mouth open in an "O" shape,
waiting for me to feed her. As soon as I brought my mouth close, she sucked it in like a hungry ghost. Why was her mouth so cold?
Was she having an orgasm?
Sure enough, her flower core gushed out a lot of hot, wet fluid. Her vaginal fluid drenched my glans, making me feel so good that I couldn't control myself anymore
. I thrust wildly, wave after wave of semen shooting into her hot, wet uterus. My aunt
whispered my uncle's name, while in my heart I called out my mother's name. The two of us reached orgasm together in our fantasy of each other.
With a "pop," the black, snake-like penis, still dripping with white semen, was pulled out of my aunt's vagina. My aunt
squinted , panting heavily, her snow-white thighs unable to close, one hand still rubbing her breasts, the other tightly
gripping a gold chain—a lewd sight. I kissed her pouty lips and said,
"Auntie, come on, let's take a bath together. I have something to ask you, and there might be some good news
later." Hearing this, my aunt snapped out of her reverie. Her rosy cheeks, disheveled hair,
and two or three red marks on her snow-white, round breasts—probably from my kisses and bites—were visible. Her dark pubic hair was sticky and wet with my semen and her own vaginal fluid
. She grabbed a box of tissues and cleaned the semen off my penis. Then, she squatted down
as if , her legs spread wide. She used her hands to pry open her closed vagina and probed inside. A clump of milky white
semen was spurted out. Wow, this can even prevent pregnancy?
She only wiped away the remaining fluid from her vaginal opening when she felt she had almost stopped. After wiping, she turned to look at me
with a subtle expression, like both an elder and my woman. She bit her lower lip and said,
"Anan, your uncle might come looking for me if I'm not in bed. He's very suspicious. You should wash yourself
. I'll go back first."
"Don't talk so much. Come with me to the bathroom. Are you afraid of him? I'll wake him up and tell him that his
wife, whom he thinks is the most beautiful woman in the village, was just fucked by me?"
My aunt was terrified. My uncle loved to boast to men that his wife was the most beautiful woman in the village and extremely
faithful. If he found out, she would definitely die. Afraid that I would actually do it, she pulled me to the bathroom.
My family's bathtub is quite large; it's spacious enough for two people. The bathroom is filled with a hazy mist. My aunt and I are soaking in
the tub. My aunt is naked, her body smooth and delicate from the water. I've rubbed my high, firm breasts with
shower gel, then I hug her tightly, facing her beautiful face, breathing in her fragrant breath. I raise her plump
, white thighs, intertwining them, and use her body to rub against mine, slowly creating lather.
My aunt looks at me with a silly grin, not understanding why I have so many mischievous ideas, even making bathing so complicated. I
look at her and laugh, finding it all incredibly beautiful.
Her hair, parted and flowing smoothly, cascaded down her face, a few strands framing her oval face. She had large, smiling eyes, a pert
nose, and an alluring mouth that seemed to never close, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. A small mole
adorned
her rounded chin. It turns out the old saying, "A smile can launch a thousand ships," was referring to my aunt. Her refined and elegant appearance grew more and more captivating the longer I looked at her. Unable to resist her beauty, I embraced her face, gently kissing her cheeks. She laughed and tried to avoid me, until I
forcefully cupped her lips, biting and sucking them hard, all the while simultaneously guiding her hand to my erect penis.
My aunt was aroused by my kisses, moaning ecstatically. Her small hands gripped my large penis, squeezing and stroking it
. My hands caressed her large breasts, kneading them vigorously. Smooth, elastic, and covered in foam, they felt
incredibly good . Of course, I didn't forget her important place down there. Two fingers fit perfectly inside, and with
the warm water, the walls of her vagina were wrinkled, slippery, and hot. She squeezed my penis even harder, and I penetrated
even deeper. We were both pleasuring each other with our hands.
After a few dozen thrusts, my aunt suddenly released my penis, gripping me tightly. Her small mouth actively
and frantically sucked on my tongue, making loud "mmm" sounds. Her buttocks
moved up and down in response to my fingers. I was actually a little breathless from the kisses of this voluptuous and beautiful woman . As soon as I left
her mouth, she breathed sweetly and kissed my face. A woman can become a virtuous woman if you arouse her
.
The time had come. I straightened my thick, red, swollen penis, spread my aunt's thighs with one hand, and
slowly inserted it into her underwater vulva, where her pubic hair was pricked up by the water.
The fusion even created a few bubbles. Inserting into a vagina in the water was a bit strange; when I pulled out, water would rush back in, and
when I inserted it, water would be squeezed out again. The friction of the water pressure and the slippery softness of her vagina intensified the pleasure. I held
my aunt , pressing down hard on her lower abdomen and thrusting hard, my buttocks slapping the water's surface, creating splashes and a splashing sound.
Haha, it was like playing a game in the water with a beautiful woman in my arms—a combination of pleasure and the joy of playing in the water.
I heated the water, and since we had been making love in the water for a while, our genitals were red and swollen, making penetration
a little numb and itchy.
My aunt probably couldn't handle the two vigorous thrusts from the young man, and her moans were a bit loud. Afraid of waking others, I quickly
covered her mouth with mine. The rhythm of my thrusts was like a motor, incredibly fast. But the sound of the water was too loud.
After a while, I picked my aunt up from the bathtub, made her lie face down on the toilet seat, grabbed her two protruding white buttocks, and saw her swollen,
red vulva dripping wetly. I aimed straight for her entrance and with a loud "whoosh
," thrust all the way in. The immense impact and the slippery wetness of her vulva made my penis feel like it was piercing her core. My glans went numb. My aunt looked back at
me in pain, begging me to be gentle. I chuckled and said,
"Auntie, weren't you afraid someone would wake up? Let's finish quickly, don't blame me for not being gentle!"
Then, a slapping sound arose, and I bent down and grasped her swaying breasts, feeling
the weight The rear-entry position was incredibly smooth, and I frantically released my pleasure, scraping and rubbing against the wrinkled, wet walls of her flesh.
My penis thrust in and out every second, the pleasure so intense that my mind went completely blank, and a surge of urge to urinate rose in my testicles. My aunt's
beautiful, tight, wet, and hot vagina seemed to be trying to suck out my semen.
Suddenly!! Just as I was swallowing hard, grabbing her breasts and fucking her tender vagina, several footsteps came from outside the door. I
was terrified , and we both dared not make a sound. The footsteps stopped at the door, and my uncle's voice
rang out:
"Xiuying, is that you in there?"
I turned pale, but my penis, sucked uncontrollably by the movement of her wet, hot vagina, trembled and released
a little semen. My aunt touched her chest, trying to calm herself, and said:
"Yes, I'm on my period. I'm going to take a shower and then go back to sleep. What are you doing here?"
I couldn't help but admire my aunt's quick thinking. Thinking that the bathroom door was locked and my uncle couldn't see anything, and that she
couldn't control her lust, she boldly and carefully pulled her penis out of her wet vagina, then quickly
thrust it back in. With a soft "whoosh," my aunt turned around and frowned, signaling me to stop. I was captivated by the tense and exciting atmosphere
. I hugged my aunt's buttocks tightly, ignored her, and continued to slowly thrust into her clenched vagina.
"Xiuying, how did that go? Weren't you going to look for it tonight too?"
"...Ah, that thing, tonight... um... I found a gold chain, maybe worth a few thousand yuan... not much
else ..."
"I think we should forget it. If Duomei finds out we took her things, she definitely won't let us off the hook. We won't be able to hold our
heads up in the village anymore. Sigh, you've suffered so much because of Lian'er. Let's leave tomorrow. One gold chain is enough for Lian'er's tuition
..."
It turned out they had planned this all along. I retaliated by thrusting into my aunt a few times with great force. My aunt's body bounced from the impact.
Her black hair fell across her face, and her delicate and beautiful face turned pale and sad as she looked back at me. Of course, her husband was
outside, and her pure body was being violated by someone else. How could a woman bear such a sin? But did she dare to scream?
I lay on her fragrant, soft body, pulled out my swollen, wet penis, and then forcefully
thrust it in.
My uncle was right outside, the door separating us so close that he couldn't see his nephew deeply penetrating his own penis
into the naked vagina of his wife, whom he considered the most beautiful woman in the world. For over twenty years, he had enjoyed this vagina alone; only he knew
its exquisite pleasure. Today, he'd let his nephew share in it.
I was nibbling at my aunt's delicate, snow-white skin. She ignored me and continued talking to my uncle, "Yes, you
're right. We'll leave early tomorrow morning. You go back to sleep first; I need to wash up… oh…"
"Ah? Xiuying, are you alright? I've been preoccupied with money these past few days and haven't thought of anything else. Are you sick
? Is your period very painful?"
"I'm fine, you… oh… you should go back to sleep…"
Hearing my aunt's erotic sounds, my uncle assumed it was menstrual cramps and continued his nagging.
While they were talking, my penis was already feeling
the incredible pleasure of defiling a beautiful wife with her husband beside her. An endless surge of desire welled up in my brain.
So this is how much I enjoy stimulation! What a pleasurable thing it was to sow the seeds of sin in this loving couple
!
And while I was indulging my lustful desires by forcing myself on my aunt's voluptuous body, loving her so much that I
often suspected my uncle, who was standing right outside the door, of incestuous relations with another man, never imagining that his beautiful
wife had already cuckolded him, separated only by the door.
Haha, overwhelmed with guilt and triumph, I released my grip on my aunt, like controlling a wild
horse galloping freely in nature, thrusting blissfully into her soft, wet vagina. At that moment, my aunt was like
a lump of mud.
Just as my uncle said he was leaving, my aunt suddenly grabbed my buttocks, her vagina tightly gripping my penis,
ejaculating streams of vaginal fluid. Her spray made my penis tremble violently, and I almost ejaculated as well.
Once I was sure my uncle had left, I quickly turned my aunt around to admire her beauty. She tried to
turn her head away, but I forced her face back. Perhaps because my uncle was there and I had been raping her,
she felt wronged; her eyes were filled with resentment and hatred, and there were tears in them. She clenched her teeth.
I whispered a word to her, then stuck out my tongue and licked her eyebrows, eyelashes, beautiful eyes,
nose, and gleaming white teeth. She refused to open her cherry lips, so my tongue could only lick back and forth on her teeth. My
entire weight was on my penis, and I thrust in and out rapidly and wetly. I could no longer hold back my intense desire. I
forced open her teeth and frantically shoved my tongue into her fragrant mouth, sucking vigorously with a smacking sound, while
my lower body gushed out thick semen until it filled her entire clitoris.
After a sensual scene of passion came to an end, I asked her while washing up how she knew my mother had so much money.
She honestly told me the whole story.
It turned out that my mother always flaunted her wealth in front of her. My aunt was also a greedy woman. Knowing that my mother
had so much money, she carefully kept an eye on where my mother's money box was. Once, when she borrowed money from my mother, my mother
didn't have . So she took a key from the wardrobe, went into the study, and came out with a stack of bills, counting out a few to lend to her. She
remembered it all.
(My mother really treated her like a sister, and she was so careless. Thinking about it, my mother sometimes stayed in the study
for a long time , which must be related to this.) Tonight, while my mother was asleep, she stole the key and went to the study to search for the money box.
When she found the hidden money, she was unlucky enough to run into me, this lecherous thief! I admire my aunt's meticulousness; she even
took . I also admire my good luck; it was truly a matter of fate.
After my aunt hobbled back to her room, I went to the study to clean up the traces of our sexual encounter.
After putting the books away, I took the opportunity to inspect my mother's money. Wow, the amount was astonishing! After taking out over ten stacks of cash, I found
a bankbook and a notebook. Huh?! There was a whopping 300,000 yuan in the bankbook! This was the most
money I'd ever seen in my life! How was my mother so good at stocks? I'd never seen her so interested in stocks before, and her mind seemed average,
though she was quick at counting my father's money. How
could she earn so much? So many questions swirled in my mind, and I pondered for a long time. I closed the study door and turned on the light...
I lit up the room and flipped through the notebook my mother had hidden at the very bottom.
Twenty minutes later… I slammed my jaw shut in utter astonishment. Damn, this
was the secret of my mother's life. Few would believe what had happened to her. Much of it detailed her spending and sources of money, most
of which was related to sex.
Her painful past illustrated the saying "beauty is a curse," and "possessing wealth is a crime." My mother certainly valued money far too much.
She wrote that when she was seventeen, she was on her period and home alone while everyone else went to the movies. The pig dealer
next door Er Gou, had long coveted her beauty and climbed over the wall to rape her (my father
wasn't her first victim! Poor mother was killed by her own beauty). Damn it! Er Gou, if your mother hadn't died,
I'd rape her too!!! Afterwards, that beast threw her a hundred yuan. This was the first amount of money my mother recorded in her account
. In those days, a hundred yuan in the countryside was like half a million yuan today.
Mom wrote a lot of swear words in there; she must have been terrified. Could that be
the origin of her sleepwalking? Anyway, Dad lost big time. I wonder if he reported Er Gouzi; probably not. I guess Mom definitely
didn't tell anyone, because Dad wouldn't marry a woman who had been raped, given his wealth at the time.
Mom wrote down the first money Dad gave her: two hundred yuan! Mom wouldn't have married Dad for that money, would she?
But it seems that's the reason. Maybe that's why Mom didn't have deep feelings for Dad;
a marriage driven by self-interest is tragic.
The third money was written with the name of Dad's deceased friend, Old Huang. Ah! That old bastard always came to
our house. He gave me my first video game console when I was fifteen. I remember him
always leering at Mom. Dad did a big business deal with him. I clearly remember Mom
coming home with him one day; the old man was carrying Dad, panting. Dad was drunk that day, and Mom told me to go to bed early.
Could it be ? Could it be… wait, Mom's account has "500,000" added after that old scoundrel Huang's name! Damn it
, only the two of them were in the living room that day, one for lust, one for money, they must have done that sort of thing. Yes,
Mom always argued with Dad about money back then, but after that day, they rarely argued about money anymore.
Thank goodness that old lecher died quickly, otherwise I'd chop off his penis and boil it into soup.
Mom dares to write about being raped, but not about what happened with that old scoundrel Huang, she must feel a lot of guilt.
Raped , seduced as a young woman, these psychological burdens have given me a sleepwalking mother.
Mom loves money too much, but doesn't appreciate it. Once she went for a whitening treatment, spending almost
10,000 yuan , and argued with Dad all day about it.
At the back of the notebook, there were several entries of money that Mom had secretly obtained by falsifying accounts at Dad's company. The amount embezzled was
quite substantial. If Dad were to only look at these stolen amounts, he might have a heart attack. After reading the entire notebook, I believe he would
definitely die. I secretly thought of avenging Dad, and also for myself, including my engorged
penis. An evil thought sprouted in my heart: it seems this ledger is about to have another transaction added.

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