[Urban] My Girlfriend's Social Party (Complete) - 27

Chapter 24

What's meant to happen will happen.

As soon as Yan Rong was helped to the bedside, she staggered and fell onto it. This time, her hands couldn't cover her vulva, allowing Ming Xu to see clearly from behind.

Although the room was dimly lit, it was enough for Ming Xu to see Aunt Yan Rong's white vulva… From behind, as she fell onto the bed, her two labia were completely exposed to Ming Xu's eyes. They were two thick, white labia.

Ming Xu's penis was engorged with blood, and his brain was throbbing. He felt his breath was heavy and murky.

"Ming Xu, help me cover myself with the blanket, and get me my clothes… Don't look!" Yan Rong said softly.

Ming Xu didn't do as she said. He squatted down, leaning close to Yan Rong, and said tremblingly, "Aunt Yan Rong, where are you hurt? Are you alright?" "It's nothing." When Ming Xu actually leaned close to her, Yan Rong was truly nervous; her heart jumped into her throat. She grabbed the air-conditioning blanket from under her pillow, trying to cover herself.

Mingxu pulled the blanket away, saying, "Let me see where you're hurt." "It's nothing, it's nothing, I was just too tired and lost my balance." Yanrong's voice trembled.

Mingxu's hand roughly rested on Yanrong's leg; her smooth, fair thighs still had firm skin.

"Mingxu, what are you doing? Don't do anything rash!" Perhaps these were Yanrong's true feelings; at this moment, she suddenly felt an overwhelming fear!

"Aunt Yanrong, I..." Mingxu's lust had clouded his judgment, and he kept stammering, "I...I..." "Mingxu, I'm your aunt!" Although she knew that saying anything now would be useless.

Mingxu suddenly flipped Yanrong over, her body now lying on her back. The sudden movement caught Yanrong completely off guard, leaving her lying naked on her back, staring blankly at the blushing young man in front of her.

Her breasts were truly large and plump. Due to her age, there were some wrinkles, but the nipples were almost erect, swollen and reddish-black, like perfectly ripe grapes. She had two rolls of flesh on her stomach, but she wasn't obese, just fleshy. What was most captivating was the smoothness of her vulva; not a single hair was visible, and the top of the slit was clearly visible.

Mingxu had touched his mother's breasts before; they were even larger, but he had never truly seen her vulva. He had secretly watched her bathe and knew she had thick pubic hair. So he had never seen what her vulva looked like. Now, he saw Aunt Yanrong's hairless vulva—so clean and white, a divine gift!

He didn't care anymore; he was willing to die for her! Mingxu gritted his teeth, pounced on Yanrong's lower abdomen, spread her legs, and plunged in.

Yan Rong was stunned. Before entering the bathroom, she had been wondering if this boy would take a liking to her, a middle-aged woman. The situation was completely unexpected… This boy's grip was incredibly strong, bending her legs painfully, but in an instant, his thick lips were on her vulva—it was utterly terrifying!

She immediately tried to jump away as if electrocuted, but the boy's strong body prevented her from moving an inch; she was pinned down.

Yan Rong felt as if Ming Xu was eating a watermelon, his mouth wide open, his tongue licking her vulva. This rough, vigorous licking brought unbearable pleasure; she almost cried out, but she restrained herself. However, her body's reaction was uncontrollable. She immediately realized that her vulva was becoming wet. In fact, she had been fantasizing about the possible scenarios since she entered the bathroom, and her vulva had started to become wet then. When Ming Xu helped her out of the bathroom, it was wet again, but this time it was almost gushing out, instantly stretching her vulva open.

He could sense that Mingxu paused for a moment, but then he began to suck. She wanted to tell Mingxu to stop because she felt it was dirty, but the words caught in her throat, and she didn't have the strength to shout. The force with which Mingxu sucked inside her was almost like drawing out every neuron in her vagina. She felt her body go limp all at once, losing her last bit of resistance. She thought, "Let him do whatever he wants!"

Mingxu could feel that Aunt Yanrong's body had gone limp. Her legs were no longer tense, and he felt he could put his head between her legs as far as possible. Aunt Yanrong, who had just taken a bath, still had a faint scent of shower gel on her body, and the water flowing out was salty and smelled very nice. But the water in her vagina was increasing, and Yanrong's vagina had opened up under the attack of his tongue. He tried to stick his tongue inside, but the downward position made it impossible for his tongue to go in.

Mingxu hurriedly stood up… He was afraid Yanrong would shrink back again… In fact, he was overthinking it. Yanrong was frowning, struggling with her willpower along her lips to keep from screaming, but she was still making soft moaning sounds.

Mingxu rolled to the foot of the bed, from where he could see Yanrong's vulva through her open legs. Now Mingxu could finally see a woman's vulva clearly. Between the two thick labia was a narrow slit. Because it had been kissed for a long time, the vulva had opened up to the sides, revealing the dark red labia inside. At the top of the slit was a small, bright red bud. The entire vulva was covered with glistening droplets of water, and it was hard to tell whether it was the vaginal fluid or Mingxu's saliva.

Mingxu greedily gripped Yanrong's lower body, his tongue darting out like a snake, licking directly at Yanrong's clitoris. The already excessively swollen clitoris seemed to move under the licking, and Yanrong couldn't help but cry out, "Ah..." before biting her lip.

Mingxu's tongue moved up and down, swirling around the clitoris. Yanrong's hands gripped the sheets tightly, as if using every ounce of strength in her body. Damn it, this feeling was unlike anything she had ever experienced before... never before! This was a feeling that could kill! Mingxu's

ultimate target was, of course, the small hole. His tongue easily entered from this angle, almost instantly penetrating a large portion. "Ah... I can't take it... I can't take it... Oh my god... I'm going to die..." Yanrong's low voice couldn't hide the satisfaction of her inner desire. This cry further stimulated Mingxu's actions. Mingxu knew that licking her vulva had already excited his aunt beyond measure, so he vigorously stirred the walls of her vulva with his tongue. Yan Rong suddenly tried to sit up as if in a trance, her eyes wide open, but then she fell back down, moaning, "Mingxu... stop licking... stop licking... Auntie can't take it... can't take it... please... I'm going to die..." She twisted her waist excitedly, feeling an indescribable discomfort all over her body. She knew what she wanted, but she couldn't say it.

Mingxu also knew what he wanted to do. He thought that now that things had come to this, politeness was useless, and admitting mistakes could wait. What he needed to do now was to thrust his penis inside her.

He pulled down his pants, took out his swollen penis, and pressed it down on Yan Rong.

He pressed down, but his penis didn't penetrate her vagina. His pressure almost made Yan Rong faint. This young man weighed at least 120 pounds, and he pressed down on her so easily. She immediately knew that he was about to get down to business, but upon closer inspection, she couldn't feel anything entering her.

Mingxu was anxiously and clumsily moving his body, trying to position his penis correctly. But he just couldn't get it in. With a bit of force, Yanrong cried out in pain. She resented the boy's clumsiness while gritting her teeth and enduring the burning desire coursing through her body. Suddenly, his penis pressed against her vulva. Yanrong hurriedly said, "That's it..." She immediately realized she wasn't being reserved enough.

Guided by his instructions, Mingxu twisted his body and thrust his penis inside. Yanrong hadn't seen how big or thick Mingxu's penis was before, but this time it felt like it had reached its full depth. Yanrong let out a soft moan, almost fainting from the intense stimulation.

When her divorced husband, Xuewen, came back to Gucheng last time to visit her and their child, Haoxuan had to go to school during the day, so he stayed home and begged her to have sex with him again in the afternoon. That was the last time she had sex with him, but Xuewen wasn't very skilled, and he didn't seem to enjoy it. This time was different from all the previous times; this time, it seemed like he went all the way in at once.

She opened her eyes and saw Mingxu's face turn bright red. He clenched his teeth, strained, and pulled his penis out a bit before suddenly thrusting it back in. She felt Mingxu's penis was as hard as a club, piercing into her vaginal wall against the top edge. It was painful, swollen, and pleasurable all at once. She gritted her teeth, but managed to squeeze out the words, "Mingxu... don't be so rough... go slower..." Mingxu's first time was also unpredictable. There was no such thing as going slower or faster. Once inside, Yanrong had no say in the matter. He twisted his waist like a wound-up machine, doing push-ups.

"I'm dying...I'm dying...Mingxu...I'm going to die..." Yanrong's tears were almost falling. Mingxu didn't reply, he was doing push-ups with all his might, thrusting dozens of times, then, tired, he straightened up, knelt between Yanrong's legs, and continued to thrust.

Yanrong unconsciously raised her legs, and Mingxu felt that this position allowed him to penetrate deeper, so he supported Yanrong's legs with his hands and moved back and forth. But it was the first time he had penetrated a woman's vagina, and his penis, soaked in her vaginal fluids, was also experiencing intense stimulation. He quickly felt a tingling, throbbing sensation on his glans, and his pleasure washed over him like a tidal wave, uncontrollable.

Yanrong knew that the boy was about to ejaculate, and she was also in a state of extreme excitement, twisting her body, waiting for the moment. Actually, she felt that she was looking forward to a longer, more frenzied experience, but this was enough, she was already very happy.

Mingxu's penis suddenly throbbed and ejaculated. Yanrong felt as if she had been hit by a bullet, as if a wave of heat was crashing into her vagina, carrying the boy's strength and speed. She didn't know how long it lasted, only that she felt like she was going crazy.

After a long while, Mingxu's penis finally softened and slid out of her vagina. She slowly opened her eyes. Mingxu was kneeling between her legs, panting heavily, but his eyes were still scrutinizing her.

The moment their eyes met, Mingxu lowered his head, seemingly embarrassed. Yanrong reached out and wiped her vaginal opening. Her hand was covered in sticky fluid. She scooped it up and held it to her eyes. It was thick, white semen. She felt a little pain at her vaginal opening, but thankfully there was no blood in the semen. Perhaps it was because she hadn't had sex in a long time and was a little unaccustomed to such intensity. She sat up to wash herself. Mingxu was still kneeling there, his head bowed as if he had done something wrong.

Yanrong was both amused and annoyed. She said with a mix of reserve and reproach, "Get up, go to your bed!" Mingxu timidly got out of bed, but instead of sitting on his own bed, he stood in front of Yanrong. Yanrong immediately saw Mingxu's semi-erect penis; the bright red glans against the limp shaft was rather cute. But she said with a stern face, "Look what you've done!" She climbed out of bed, her body involuntarily swaying... This was for real... She felt like her back was about to fall apart. Looking down at the sheets, she saw a large wet stain, unsure if it was her own fluids or Mingxu's semen. She went to the bathroom, grabbed some toilet paper, and vigorously wiped the bed, otherwise it would be too sticky to sleep on.

After wiping, seeing Mingxu still standing there without saying a word, she knew the child was scared, and found it amusing... They'd already done it, and he was still acting so pitiful. She said, "Go to sleep now." "Auntie, I was wrong," Mingxu finally managed to utter.

Yan Rong was taken aback, but quickly calmed down and said, "We'll talk about it tomorrow morning. I'm going to take a shower now; I'm tired and need to rest." Ming Xu wanted to ask about her injuries, but seeing Yan Rong's cold expression, he didn't dare to speak.

Seeing his aggrieved expression, and remembering how he had strained so hard, Yan Rong felt a slight twitch in her vagina, as if reminding her. And you know what… she felt incredibly refreshed. Turning back, Yan Rong smiled softly and walked towards the bathroom.

Chapter 25

×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× Lately, I've been very busy and haven't had a full day to write. I've only been able to piece together a few chapters here and there. I think this period has been the most difficult time for me to write this article; it's been very tiring. I hope my writing will be enjoyed by all the experts out there. I welcome any corrections and feedback! When

Yanrong

opened her eyes, she felt a slight soreness in her lower back. She wasn't sure if it was from the exertion of sightseeing or from what they had done, but her muscles felt tight. She vaguely remembered going to the hot springs today; finally, she could soak in them and relax! Turning her head, she saw Mingxu sitting on his bed.

Startled, Yanrong asked, "What time is it?" "Six-thirty." "Why are you up so early—didn't you sleep all night?" Mingxu looked somewhat haggard.

Actually, Mingxu had slept last night, but had been woken up by a jumble of chaotic dreams this morning. He was able to fall asleep last night because he was exhausted from the day, so he didn't think much. But after waking up, the scenes from last night resurfaced in his mind, and he started to worry—had he been too impulsive last night? How could he have been so reckless as to pin Aunt Yanrong down? What if Aunt Yanrong told his mother, or if she called the police? He'd be finished!

The thought sent chills down his spine!

Just then, Aunt Yanrong slowly opened her eyes and asked him a question. Judging from her tone, she didn't seem that angry, and probably—wouldn't be so heartless! He wanted to take the initiative to appease her, to test her further, and hopefully, to make her forget about it!

"Aunt Yanrong, is your leg—feeling better?" Yanrong knew this was about her falling in the bathroom yesterday, so of course it wouldn't hurt anymore. But how should she answer? She imagined that this child was probably under too much psychological pressure, which was why she woke up in the middle of the night, and must have been thinking about a lot of things. It was a little funny.

But she couldn't let this atmosphere remain so tense; how difficult would the next two days be if it continued like this!

She decided to talk to Mingxu—subtly explaining the reasons behind his actions and helping him establish correct values.

This seemed like a very significant and challenging educational task, and at this moment, a sense of responsibility as a woman seemed to arise spontaneously.

"Mingxu, do you know what you did yesterday?" Yanrong's calm tone still surprised Mingxu; he hadn't expected her to get to the point so quickly. He reacted quickly, saying, "Auntie, I was wrong yesterday—I did something I shouldn't have." A necessary lecture was unavoidable; otherwise, how could she save face as an elder? "You know you were wrong? Do you know how bad what you did was?" "Auntie, I—I don't know why I did that yesterday!" "Punish me however you want!" A good attitude of admitting guilt would likely mitigate the punishment.

Seeing Mingxu's aggrieved expression, Yanrong thought—there was no punishment. Then she would lecture him more! "Mingxu, I really didn't expect you to be like this! How could you do such a thing to me! I—I!" He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mingxu actually felt wronged. The one dressed provocatively in the house was Aunt Yanrong. He had finally managed to calm her down, but then Aunt Yanrong slipped and fell in the bathroom. Seeing her naked body triggered his impulsive actions. If she hadn't acted that way, he would never have dared to do it. But who could he tell? He could only meekly apologize to Aunt Yanrong, saying, "Don't be angry. I know this was wrong, it's all my fault—please don't be angry, okay?" Not angry? What woman wouldn't be angry in this situation? Especially when it's someone she's a junior. How could she not be angry? Yanrong glanced at Mingxu. "But, precisely because I'm an elder, and your mother's good friend, I can't help but ask you, why did you do this?" Why? Did you provoke me?

Of course, he couldn't say that. He could only say he was curious and confused. "I...I don't know what came over me yesterday?

I was too impulsive!" Auntie, when I saw you weren't wearing any clothes, I just—I just—couldn't control myself.

Yanrong thought this was the truth, but she still continued, "I wasn't wearing any clothes, that's too special—sigh, it's my fault, I shouldn't have let you drink yesterday—but I'm almost the same age as your mother, how could you possibly feel—" Mingxu's mind suddenly flashed to Aunt Yanrong's smooth, white, tender vulva, like a white loaf of bread, and he immediately felt a surge of excitement, blurting out, "Auntie—you—you're really beautiful." This flattered Yanrong, but she couldn't answer, only looking at Mingxu. Mingxu quickly added, "Auntie, I was indeed impulsive, but in that situation, I really couldn't control myself. You are indeed too beautiful!" "What's so beautiful about me?

Don't you have a girlfriend? —These days, which young girl isn't pretty?" "Aunt Yanrong, you don't know, I don't like girls around my age. I don't know why, I want to date, but I just don't like it, I'm not interested. I only like older girls, like—" He wanted to say "like my mother," but he swallowed the words. "

Like your mother and me?" Yanrong blurted out.

Mingxu was startled. He didn't know why Aunt Yanrong would say such a thing. Was it a pointed remark or just a casual remark?

Yanrong also felt that her words were abrupt, so she changed the subject, saying, "We're too old for that. You, a young man, should like younger girls!" "I think aunties—women your age have such class. They don't. I think they're like mothers. I—I really like them." The boy's incoherent speech left Yanrong somewhat bewildered. "You mean—you like your mom too?" Mingxu paused, but thought, "Well, I've already said it, so I might as well say it. I—I—I do like her. You and my mom are so close. I don't know if my mom has told you, but I've really liked her this past year, I don't know why." "Your mom did mention it once—but it was just a casual remark," Yanrong prompted Mingxu to continue.

My mom is a bit chubby and very tall. I just really enjoy being with her, even though she often scolds and yells at me. I still cling to her. When I was little, I would sit in her lap watching TV and reading. They wouldn't let me do that when I grew up. Later, my dad passed away, leaving just the two of us. After that, I realized I was incredibly infatuated with her. Mingxu had been holding back his words for a long time, but now that things had come up, he decided to just say it. "

No wonder your mom said you like to cling to her and secretly touch her," Yanrong said, somewhat surprised by Mingxu's straightforwardness.

Mingxu continued, seemingly oblivious to her thoughts. "I guess it's because I come from a single-parent family. My mom can be incredibly fierce with me sometimes—you know—but she's also incredibly loving when she loves me. I touched her. At first, I didn't think much of it; I'm her son, I've been breastfed by her since I was little. But last year, when I touched her—she let me—through her clothes, my—that area had a very obvious reaction. I suddenly really wanted to—" Mingxu sighed. "I didn't know you wanted to—your mom?" Yanrong was still somewhat surprised to hear the child say this himself. "

I know it's wrong, but I just think, my mom later thought it wasn't good for me, so she wouldn't let me come home anymore, and she sent me my living expenses. I'm really suffering. I've never been in a relationship, but I think this is similar to being in a relationship." Mingxu spoke emotionally, tears almost falling. "

I also wanted to find a way, to find a girlfriend or something, to forget about this, but I can't. I have no interest in them at all, I'm really like I'm bewitched." —That's what I said. Auntie, you can understand me, right? Yanrong opened her mouth, thinking: So this child really likes his mother, then he was interested in me last night, that's rare—he doesn't even like young girls, that's strange.

Mingxu suddenly rolled off the bed and sat on the edge of Yanrong's bed, saying, "Auntie Yanrong, can I hug you again?" Yanrong froze, stunned by this sudden request.

"I just want to hug you, I've been thinking since I woke up this morning—I just want to treat you like my mom." Yanrong suddenly realized that he wanted her to interact with him like his mother—or perhaps do *that*? She felt incredibly nervous, but even more excited! An

incestuous relationship was a terrible taboo, yet also the most exciting thing. Mother—son, oh my god! Haoxuan's face became clearer and clearer in her mind. Her heart pounded! Pretend, just once?

Her own physical reactions already showed her attitude; she started to feel wet—oh my god, what's wrong with her these days? Why is she getting wet for no reason? The other day, she felt wet when she thought of Haoxuan while showering, and she felt wet again the other day while folding Haoxuan's clothes. Really, could she have those thoughts too? With her son?

Yanrong's mouth gaped open, and her vagina became even more aroused.

"Auntie, Auntie Yanrong, can I hug you?" Seeing that Yanrong didn't refuse angrily, Mingxu thought there was a chance!

Yanrong pulled herself out of her thoughts, thought for a moment, and said okay, just a hug. Mingxu gently reached out and softly pulled Yanrong into his arms. Yanrong instinctively leaned towards him, not knowing why she was so obedient, so willing to obey.

The boy's body was warm; he held her tightly, his chest pressed against hers. She could even feel his rapid heartbeat.

Mingxu's face was close to hers, his breath brushing against her hair, warm and ticklish. This almost made Yanrong lose her senses.

They held each other like that, time seemingly standing still. At that moment, their rapid heartbeats were the only sound in the room. Yanrong felt this moment was so peaceful, serene, and beautiful!

Mingxu turned his head and gently kissed her cheek, slowly and softly, until he reached her lips.

When Mingxu's lips touched Yanrong's, she closed her eyes. Soon his tongue slipped in; that little snake-like thing just slipped in, and she didn't even try to resist.

But this feeling was so long-lost, so pleasurable. A man's—a real man's—passionate tongue was swirling and sucking in her mouth, his masculine saliva churning inside, making her head spin, almost vaporize.

Yan Rong's body slowly softened, becoming limp.

Ming Xu's left hand gently rested on Yan Rong's breast. At this moment, Yan Rong was utterly powerless to resist, even feeling a sliver of anticipation. She suddenly wondered, was this what she wanted? Was this the reason she had come to Beidu? Her

soft yet firm breasts, encased in a bra, made Ming Xu's blood boil as well, but he felt this wasn't enough. He gently lifted Yan Rong's nightgown, but Yan Rong was sitting on the bed, the nightgown pressing down on her. He applied a little pressure, and Yan Rong opened her eyes to see Ming Xu's face so close to hers—the kiss continued—she lifted herself slightly, and Ming Xu gently lifted her robe, lightly placing his hand on her breast.

Her breasts were delicate and smooth, like the feel of jelly, just like her mother's—Mingxu's hands were very light, very light, he was also enjoying this wonderful process. He

slipped his hand inside the top of her bra, and there were her nipples, erect and proud. Yesterday everything was too rushed; he hadn't even touched them, or even really looked at them, what a pity. The feeling of a boy touching a nipple is indescribable, beautiful, and primal pleasure.

This stimulation was also wonderful for Yanrong; the moment Mingxu's hand touched her nipples, it felt like a thousand tiny ants crawling across them, unbearably itchy, yet incredibly exciting. She could clearly feel her nipples hardening, but her lips remained locked with his.

She pushed Mingxu away; the long kiss had left her breathless, she quickly regulated her breathing, but Mingxu's hand didn't move, it just remained still. She said softly to Mingxu, "You're such a bad boy, you know that? You've ruined me!" But her tender, loving eyes softened the harshness of her words. Mingxu gazed at her, "Please take this off." Yan Rong looked at Ming Xu. If he were to undress like this, a new chapter would begin. She hesitated, but only briefly. She'd already done it once; what harm was there in doing it again? Besides, this role-playing experience was driving her crazy too. How many times can a person go crazy?

She nodded shyly, without saying a word.

Mingxu helped her undress, but Yanrong, finding him clumsy, simply took off her nightgown herself, and then her bra as well. Her two soft, white breasts were revealed to Mingxu. They

were indeed very white and quite large, hanging down like two papayas on her chest. They weren't drooping, but rather plump and cute because of their size. The nipples were erect, but not black; they were a deep brown with small, light-colored bumps on them, like cherries garnishing a cake.

Mingxu moistened his tongue.

Then, like a cat hooked by a fish, he pounced on Yanrong's chest and began to lick greedily.

His tongue circled around her nipples, occasionally gently nibbling with his teeth. Yan Rong's breathing became heavy. Rather than being stimulated by Ming Xu's clumsy kisses, it was more like the feeling of his gentle nibbling on her nipple brought back memories of Hao Xuan nursing on her breast over a decade ago. For a fleeting moment, she almost felt that the young man before her was Hao Xuan. This feeling was wild and stimulating; her guilt-ridden pleasure instantly excited her. —Thank goodness, thank goodness, it was just her own thought; no one else noticed.

She suddenly realized her gaze towards Ming Xu had changed. He was nestled against her chest, and she looked at him with tenderness. But this tenderness was quickly washed away by Ming Xu's mischievous nibbling. This

was Ming Xu's first true kiss on a woman's breast. On Yan Rong's soft breasts, in her tender skin, he was busy, sometimes teasing her swollen nipple with his tongue, sometimes sucking on it. This made Yan Rong unconsciously moan softly.

Yanrong was so itchy all over that she couldn't sit still, so she propped herself up and lay back on the bed. Mingxu, like a magnet, leaned down to her. "

This child only recognizes breasts," Mingxu, who had never kissed his mother, said playfully, "I have, and she used to hum like you, but then she wouldn't let me kiss her anymore." Just as he was about to lean down to kiss her again, he suddenly realized there was something more to Yanrong's words. She only recognized breasts, so he quickly looked down and saw that Yanrong was only wearing a pair of light gray panties, which were bulging and full. He then leaned down and pressed his mouth to Yanrong's clitoris.

Through the panties, he licked Yanrong's vulva like a little piglet rooting for food.

Yanrong hadn't expected him to go straight for her vagina. The sudden attack both surprised and excited her. The boy's caressing actually relieved the itch in her already wet vulva. She shivered, wanting to stop him but unable to, gritting her teeth to endure the pleasure spreading throughout her body.

Mingxu also noticed the dampness on Yanrong's panties, knowing it was a sign of arousal, so he moved his tongue even more nimbly. However, Yanrong couldn't withstand the stimulation, moaning and squeezing her legs together.

Mingxu forcefully pried her legs apart, and Yanrong, unable to resist, gave in. But this allowed Mingxu's attack to expand, kissing the base of Yanrong's thighs, kissing her vulva, even mischievously biting her labia. Yanrong's vagina was like a dam bursting, she could feel the flow of water, this brat was making her feel both pleasure and pain, she especially wanted... more!

Seeing her writhing like a pretzel, Mingxu said, "Aunt Yanrong, take it off." Yanrong opened her hazy eyes, she still wanted to be reserved and take it off? Why take it off? In Mingxu's eyes, this was actually blatant provocation, so he boldly said, "Take it off, I'll fuck you!" Yan Rong was taken aback, thinking it was really thick, but the sheer size of it made her blood rush to her head. Damn! So stimulating, so vivid. Her face flushed, and she scolded the boy, "How can you talk like that?" as she got up to take off her underwear.

She didn't need to take it off; Ming Xu impatiently pulled it down. Yan Rong chuckled as she watched him as Ming Xu hurriedly pulled off his wide trousers.

Yan Rong's heart pounded even faster. Although they had done it last night, she hadn't seen Ming Xu's little thing yet. Ming Xu's little brother was now right in front of her, almost pressed against her stomach, standing erect like a flagpole. It was so hard that the veins were bulging, and the red glans was swollen and large. "Young man indeed," Yan Rong thought. "Youth is truly wonderful." "

Come here, let me touch it." She grabbed the little thing in her hand; it was as hot as coal, thick and hard, and she almost unconsciously began to stroke it up and down.

Mingxu was so comfortable he was almost collapsing. "Auntie, slow down, I can't hold it in any longer!" Yanrong, of course, didn't want him to ejaculate so soon. She stroked him a few times, then stopped and asked curiously, "Did your mother do this to you too?" Mingxu nodded. "A couple of times, but her hands were too heavy; I felt like I was going to ejaculate as soon as she touched me." Mingxu thought this was a way of flattering her. Yanrong

thought that the weight of her hands was secondary. The scene of a mother holding her son's swollen penis was too stimulating, too rebellious. Anyone who saw it would be unable to bear it, let alone the person involved. If it were Haoxuan… She was immediately startled. Why did she think of Haoxuan whenever she thought about her son and mother?

"Auntie, I want to ask you a question." Yanrong looked at Mingxu again. He was already kneeling in front of her legs, staring at her vulva. She instinctively tried to pull her legs together, but Mingxu's hands pried them open. "

You're so annoying! What is it?" he said with a sly smile. "

Why doesn't your... have any hair?" she asked cautiously. "

How should I know!" Feeling embarrassed by being stared at, Yanrong really wanted his little thing to enter.

"My mom had this question about Mingxu, which she actually wanted to ask last night." "

Then go see your mom!" Yanrong didn't want Mingxu to be a scholar at this moment; she resented him for not entering.

Mingxu couldn't hold back either. He stuck out his tongue and licked Yanrong's vulva first. Yanrong's vulva was already open, the two labia spread open like a welcoming guest, glistening with moisture. The sheet under her buttocks was already wet. With just a light lick, Yanrong couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly said, "Stop it..." She couldn't say the rest, depending on Mingxu's reaction.

Mingxu was clever; he lifted Yanrong's legs and thrust inside.

The first thrust wasn't quite in the right place, but he used a lot of force, making Yanrong angry, "Are you trying to kill me?!" She arched her back, cooperating with him.

This time, it went in.

As soon as the glans entered her vagina, Yanrong began to moan. The thick, hard penis, like a rolling pin, pierced all the way in, and Yanrong felt as if her cervix had been forced open. It

hurt a little, it was numb a little, but it felt good all

of a time. But Mingxu only used brute force, thrusting in and out relentlessly. Slow down, Mingxu, slow down. At this moment, Mingxu had entered a state of unconsciousness. When he withdrew, the glans was tightly gripped by her vaginal opening; when he inserted, the feeling of his penis being enveloped by her clitoris was so comfortable. So sometimes he would insert it all the way in, and sometimes he would pull it out almost to the hilt, as if he were indulging in self-intoxication. He repeated this action, which was a strong stimulation for Yanrong. When he inserted it, it felt like a hammer was hitting her clitoris, a numbness that was hard to describe. When he pulled it out, it felt like her internal organs were being pulled out, making her heart race. Several times, Mingxu pulled out too quickly, and Yanrong felt as if her vaginal muscles were being pulled away from her body.

What was terrifying was the high frequency and rapid pace of the thrusting and withdrawing, forcing Yan Rong to ride a rollercoaster of intense pounding and utter emptiness. At first, she clutched Mingxu's arm, pleading for slowing down, saying things like, "I'm going to die." Later, she couldn't even speak coherently, only making incessant "uh-huh" sounds, her hands grabbing whatever she could.

Mingxu could hear Yan Rong's deep moans, which eventually turned into cries, but he had no intention of stopping. Like a lion that had successfully courted on the savanna, he would never abandon mating for any reason. He felt like a conqueror—he wanted to prove to the woman beneath him that he had conquered her, and he wanted her to feel it too.

Yan Rong certainly felt it. Almost unconsciously, she twisted her waist, welcoming him. She was completely out of her body; this Yan Rong was no longer Yan Rong. Until she clearly realized a thick, burning stream of semen had sprayed onto her sensitive spot, she let out a low growl as if shot. Ming Xu, like a lathe turned off, gradually stopped, then collapsed heavily onto her.

After the storm, neither of them spoke; only heavy breathing filled the room. Yan Rong didn't even want to open her eyes, just gasped for breath.

Ming Xu, however, was still restless, gently pinching Yan Rong's nipple, saying it was still hard. "Get off! Get off!" Yan Rong was exceptionally sensitive now; she couldn't resist Ming Xu's teasing.

Ming Xu obediently rolled off. Yan Rong felt that this boy was like a starving wolf during sex, but normally like a docile sheep. She sat up, her vagina already gushing with semen, making her lower body sticky.

While wiping herself with toilet paper from the bedside table, she said, "You're a live donkey," then, seeing the large puddle of semen on the toilet paper, emphasized "live donkey" again. Mingxu, sensing no reproach in her voice, laughed, "Auntie, was it comfortable?" Comfortable my foot! Despite saying this, Yanrong felt genuinely refreshed afterward. She thought how amazing young men were; she'd never experienced this kind of rough play. Youth was truly wonderful! For some reason, thinking

of youth brought Haoxuan's youthful face to her mind again. She couldn't help but wonder how Haoxuan was doing, and what Binglan would do to him.

Chapter 26:

The day Yanrong left, Haoxuan was indeed very excited. Finally, he could be happy on his own. He even went home to heat up his meal the first day, but the next day he was too lazy to do so. He didn't go home for lunch at all, spending the day fooling around with his classmates in the cafeteria. After class in the afternoon, he even played soccer on the playground.

He planned to grab a bite to eat outside and then continue with evening self-study at school. Just as he stepped off the sports field, a classmate ran up to him, saying, "An auntie is looking for you." "She's in the classroom." "Auntie?" Hao Xuan was startled. Could it be Ji Qin? His heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly ran towards the classroom. When he arrived, instead of that slender figure, he saw a rather tall, slightly plump woman. He recognized her immediately—it was Aunt Bing Lan.

He felt a momentary disappointment, but only for a second. Aunt Bing Lan was his mother's good friend and was very kind to him. He remembered his mother saying before she left that Aunt Bing Lan would come back to find him, but he thought it was just talk. He hadn't expected her to actually come. "

Aunt Bing Lan, what brings you here?" "To take you home for dinner." Bing Lan turned around, looking at the sweaty Hao Xuan, and said with concern, "Why are you all sweaty?" A classmate grinned mischievously at him from behind the auntie. Hao Xuan smiled back and said, "I'm not a first-grader anymore. Why do you need to pick me up?" "If I don't pick you up, will you come to my house?" Binglan stood up briskly and said, "

Let's go." Haoxuan knew that with such a shrewish aunt around, attending evening self-study was impossible, so he had no choice but to pack his things and leave the classroom. When they got home, Binglan said, "I'll make dinner. You should take a shower first. Look at you, you're almost smelly." Without waiting for Haoxuan's consent, she put down the bag from his shoulder and pushed him into the bathroom. She then took the groceries she had brought on the way and went into the kitchen to start cooking.

When Binglan brought the dishes out, Haoxuan was standing helplessly in the living room, still wearing the shirt and jeans he had worn.

She quickly put the dishes on the table, laughing, "Look, look, it's all my fault. I was so focused on getting you to shower and eat that I didn't even bring you any clothes. Quickly, take off your dirty clothes and I'll change you into something clean." She went to Mingxu's room to look for clothes.

While rummaging through drawers and cupboards, she said, "Your brother Mingxu's clothes should fit you; you're thinner than him."

A moment later, she found a set of pajamas, muttering as she came out, "Oh dear, I took a lot of clothes, this is the only pajamas left. It might be a little small, but you'll have to make do for now." Hao Xuan thought Aunt Binglan was really funny, running around like a one-woman show. He smiled and said, "Auntie, don't bother, I'll wear this one, the color is quite nice." Hao Xuan took the clothes and went into the inner room. Binglan laughed, "How old are you? Changing in secret.

You can change here, I'm not watching you." Saying this, she turned on the TV in the living room.

Hao Xuan smiled wryly, and could only take off his shirt and then his jeans. At this moment, Binglan exclaimed, "Oh dear, look at me, I forgot to bring you underwear again!" How could he wear damp underwear after taking a shower? Hao Xuan didn't expect Binglan to be watching him, his face turned red, and he quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay." Binglan got up and said, "I'll go find Mingxu's. What size do you wear?" Her gaze was fixed on Haoxuan's lower body.

Haoxuan didn't even have time to cover himself.

Binglan's gaze fell on the bulging object under Haoxuan's white briefs. She was stunned for a moment, as if electrocuted, and immediately turned her head away, saying, "Xu...I don't know if he has any...unworn underwear left behind," while turning away and stammering.

Haoxuan quickly grabbed his pajamas and ran to the bathroom to change.

When he came out, Binglan said that there weren't any at home. "I'll go downstairs and buy some for you." Haoxuan quickly stopped her, saying it was okay, no need to buy any, he had already taken off his underwear. Binglan couldn't help but look down at his pajamas and said, "You're not wearing anything underneath?" Haoxuan nodded, blushing.

Binglan chuckled, then suddenly remembered something. "Oh dear, I can't go without anything tomorrow morning, I still have to go buy some!" Haoxuan said, "Auntie, they don't sell them at this time, everyone's already gone home." Binglan thought about it and agreed, turning back to say, "That makes sense. How about this, I'll wash your clothes tonight, they might be dry by tomorrow morning.

Well—let's eat first." Haoxuan ate his meal properly, but Binglan, sitting across the table, had many thoughts on her mind.

When Yanrong told her that she should also do "that" with Haoxuan, she felt a little uneasy. Later, seeing that Yanrong didn't mention it again, she thought it was probably just a joke, so she didn't have any plans to carry it out. But perhaps because she was somewhat confused and aroused by Mingxu's persistent advances last night, her female hormones seemed to have inexplicably increased today. Sitting on the long-distance bus back, she felt hot all over, itchy inside, and her mind seemed to still be filled with the scene and atmosphere of Mingxu licking her vulva through her underwear. Her vulva even became wet. She

had originally planned to pick Haoxuan up from school and cook for him, seemingly putting this matter aside. Who would have thought that while changing her clothes, she noticed Haoxuan's small frame again. Most importantly, Haoxuan's comment about not wearing underwear under his pajamas had caused this woman in her forties to feel a rush of blood to her head, seemingly rekindling a desire that had been completely extinguished.

She couldn't help but scrutinize Haoxuan, who was happily eating in front of her.

In that instant, she suddenly had the urge to indulge herself. This boy, though seemingly refined, was quite sturdy. At seventeen or eighteen, although a year younger than her Mingxu, he should have matured by now. He should have thought about everything, and done everything.

This boy must have thought about having sex with women too. As a great poet once said, which young girl doesn't yearn for love, which young man doesn't fall in love? Mingxu's almost obsessive pursuit over the past year had certainly caused her great pain. Although she had adhered to her final principles, how many times had she gritted her teeth at the last moment, simply because she was mindful of the taboos of morality? To be honest, I once managed to get Mingxu to ejaculate manually. He was crying and begging me, but when I grabbed his penis, it was rock hard. I masturbated for ages before he finally came. At that moment, I felt like I was going to be struck by lightning, but I gritted my teeth and held back. For the next week, I couldn't see Mingxu because I didn't know if I had the willpower to keep going. Eventually, I told him to stay at school and not come home.

But this child in front of me wasn't my own. What was there to worry about? Maybe he wanted it too. If I gave it to him, wouldn't that be perfect?

Besides, Mingxu and his mother are also over a hundred kilometers away in Beidu Mountain. Wait, has it already happened between them? It must have! Binglan thought. Her son was impulsive like an animal last night. How could he not be excited in the face of Yanrong, who was prettier and more refined than her? What if

Yanrong changed her mind at the crucial moment? Binglan didn't think so. First, Binglan and she had been good friends for many years. She could easily refuse something she couldn't agree to, especially since Yanrong had clearly stated her conditions. Second, Binglan had no man since her divorce. How could she not be anxious? How could she not have some thoughts? They were probably in bed right now!

Should I do it? Binglan looked at Haoxuan, who was leisurely eating his meal. He even had a light bluish mustache. He was still a big kid!

Do it! Why not do it! Let myself indulge myself. It would be fair to Haoxuan, fair to Yanrong, and fair to myself!

She looked up and said, "Eat quickly, eat more!"

Chapter 27

Hao Xuan went to Ming Xu's room to do his homework right after dinner. Bing Lan finished tidying up the table and took a shower. Actually, she felt quite guilty. Although it's said that a woman pursuing a man is easy, she was, after all, an elder, and how could she say it directly? Should she just go for it? However, while showering, she still felt the muscle soreness from yesterday's hike when she lifted her leg, and she suddenly had an idea.

After showering and washing her clothes, she put on her nightgown. The nightgown was carefully chosen; the neckline was low, and even though she was wearing a bra, her large breasts were clearly showing. The hem of the dress barely covered her buttocks. Usually, she had to avoid Ming Xu when wearing it at home, but today it was perfect.

She checked the time; it was past nine. She peeled an apple, knocked on Hao Xuan's door, and Hao Xuan was doing his test paper. "

Come and rest for a while, have an apple." Hao Xuan turned around, took the apple, and said, "I'm not hungry at all." Seeing Bing Lan's white nightgown, he chuckled and said, "Auntie, this dress is quite pretty." "Pretty, isn't it?" A hint of smugness flickered across Binglan's face. "

Beautiful, very elegant. You're so serious, and you really know how to talk. I thought you were like your dad, a quiet bum." Haoxuan's father, Jiawei, is quite introverted. "

I'm just obliged because I'm being polite." Haoxuan took a big bite of his apple. "

Well, you'll still have to praise me against your will then. You're so cheeky. Have you finished your homework?" Haoxuan looked back at his worksheet and asked, "Homework?" "We can't say we have homework now, can we?" "No homework, right? So many worksheets!" He sighed deeply. "

Why are you sighing at such a young age? If you have time later, could you come outside and massage my legs? I've been climbing up and down these past few days, my arms and legs are killing me." Binglan felt she spoke very naturally.

Haoxuan readily agreed without hesitation. "My worksheet is due next week, there's no rush today. Wait until I finish my apple." Binglan

went outside and sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Haoxuan, her heart pounding. When the crucial moment came, her heart was truly a little panicked.

Haoxuan walked out unhurriedly. "Where?" he asked. "Right on the sofa," Binglan replied, trying to appear natural. She couldn't very well say it was in bed from the start. "

I've never had a massage before," Haoxuan said, coming out of the bathroom after washing his hands.

"What's so fancy about it? You young people are strong—haven't you ever massaged your mom?" "No, she's always nagging me to study." "You want me to lie down?" Binglan lay down on the sofa, pulling her skirt down a bit to maintain a semblance of composure. "Give me a leg massage first." Haoxuan was about to start working when he noticed that Aunt Binglan was wearing a short skirt, revealing her two fair legs. To be fair, Aunt Binglan wasn't thin; her legs were rather fleshy, especially the exposed thighs. He felt his heart race a little.

However, he still sat on the sofa, turned to the side, and carefully massaged her calves.

Her legs were really sore; the massage immediately hurt, and Binglan unconsciously groaned.

"Does it hurt?" Haoxuan asked with concern.

"No, it's just sore!" "I'll massage you!" Haoxuan still didn't dare to increase the force, gently pounding.

A little more force would feel good. Binglan was quite enjoying it.

Haoxuan increased the pressure of his pounding, and Binglan felt a mix of soreness and pleasure. However, after pounding for three to five minutes, Haoxuan's hands remained on her calves.

She made a decision in a very short time. She said, "Don't just pound my calves, my thighs are sore too." She then pulled her skirt up slightly.

Haoxuan's hands didn't move for a while. Binglan turned her head and saw him blushing, staring wide-eyed at her exposed thighs.

What Haoxuan actually saw wasn't her thighs. Binglan pulled her skirt up too high, and Haoxuan was shocked to see her beige underwear. He knew Aunt Binglan was quite carefree, but he never expected her to be so unguarded. Haoxuan wasn't the naive young man Binglan thought he was; he was a man of the world, and after two days of passion with Ji Qin, he certainly knew what was under her underwear.

Haoxuan's mind immediately conjured up Ji Qin's dark red vulva, the two red labia parted after their lovemaking, the semen flowing down her pubic hair and vulva, and the passionate entanglement with Aunt Ji. He had almost forgotten about it these past few days, but now the scene flooded back into his mind.

However, he quickly regained his composure. Aunt Binglan's buttocks, hidden under her skirt, were even more plump. What did her vulva look like? His little brother was already rock hard. The problem was that he wasn't wearing any underwear under his shorts, so there was no way to hide it. Binglan turned around, and he thought she was urging him, so he hurriedly started pounding her thighs.

Women over forty often show signs of aging in their legs, and the flesh gradually loosens, but Binglan was still confident in her legs. Perhaps it was because she used to enjoy dancing when she was young, but the muscles in her legs were still quite firm. Haoxuan also felt that her legs were very elastic as he pounded them. However, his attention was not entirely on that. With

each pound, Aunt Binglan's skirt moved, and he could see a little more of her underwear. He even saw her panties tucked into her buttocks. He could feel his breathing becoming heavy.

Binglan noticed, of course, but she said nothing, simply waiting quietly for Haoxuan's next move.

Haoxuan tried to suppress his impulse, but he found it difficult. He felt that the person in front of him wasn't Aunt Binglan, but Ji Qin. He wasn't relaxing an elder's muscles, but caressing his lover; what was about to begin was an intoxicating passion. So, though cautiously, he still clearly moved his hand closer to her buttocks.

The flesh on her buttocks was much softer, and pounding on the soft flesh made Binglan giggle. It felt really good. Yes, yes, don't just pound, rub it with your palm. As soon as the words left her mouth, Binglan felt that she was blatantly teasing him.

Haoxuan had lost his sense of judgment at this point and couldn't hear the teasing at all. He just gently massaged her buttocks as if he had received a royal decree. To be honest, Aunt Binglan's buttocks were much larger than Aunt Ji Qin's, and these mature, large buttocks were uniquely sexy. His little brother was already standing tall, and he couldn't care less about anything else; the male hormones in his body surged like a rising tide, repeatedly assaulting his brain.

His hand pressed against Binglan's firm buttocks, and Binglan could feel the trembling of his hand. Binglan smiled softly to herself; to a large extent, she enjoyed this teasing.

The more Haoxuan pressed, the more he felt an urge to pull Binglan's skirt and underwear down, but a sliver of reason held him back. However, the strength and movement of his hand had accurately conveyed his feelings to Binglan.

Binglan felt she couldn't give herself away so quickly. Suddenly, she sat up, startling Haoxuan, who thought she was about to get angry. But he saw Aunt Binglan still smiling and saying, "Just sit like that, I'll put my legs on yours, and you can massage me again." As she spoke, she leaned against the armrest of the sofa, putting her legs on Haoxuan's lap. This position pleased Binglan; it was comfortable, and she could see Haoxuan's expression.

Haoxuan didn't even realize what was happening, because when Binglan's legs were placed on his, he realized an embarrassing problem: his little brother was still as hard as an iron rod. So when Binglan's legs came over, he hurriedly leaned back.

How could Binglan not see such a large tent? Judging from the height, this boy's little brother wasn't small, and it stood up like a flagpole. She'd seen her own son's before; young men were good, hard as a hammer handle, and once hard, it lasted a long time. The thought of that hammer handle being inserted into her vagina made her immediately wet.

Adjusting her breathing, she tried not to look like an old hag. She tried to suppress her heaving chest.

She watched Haoxuan gently patting her legs.

"What time are you getting up tomorrow morning?" Binglan felt silence wasn't a good thing and asked. "

Class starts at 7:30, so I probably have to get up at 6." Haoxuan looked up at Binglan.

What caught his eye was Aunt Binglan's flushed cheeks and—the cleavage revealed beneath her low-cut neckline. The sun had tanned her neck and below a dark red, while the flesh on either side of her breasts was much whiter and more delicate. The contrast in color was striking, indicating a considerable size. "Stunned" perfectly described Haoxuan's expression. His hands, however, didn't stop; he still punched her.

With this expression, it would be unrealistic for Binglan not to react. Following Haoxuan's gaze to her chest, she hurriedly covered herself with her hand, saying, "Oops, my neckline is too low." Haoxuan immediately felt the embarrassment of being caught stealing, hanging his head, blushing, and pounding his legs. Binglan thought

this child was really timid. But since things had come to this point, she had to strike while the iron was hot. "

Why is your face red!" Haoxuan lowered his head, not daring to answer, unsure what to say. "

You're just a kid, blushing at the sight of Auntie's chest, how silly! How will you ever date!" Hao Xuan heard that Bing Lan's words didn't seem to carry much blame, but he still didn't dare to look up. His hands stopped moving.

Seeing Hao Xuan's extremely embarrassed expression, Bing Lan found it amusing and deliberately moved her leg closer to him, as if adjusting her posture. It happened to touch Hao Xuan's little iron rod.

Hao Xuan instinctively jumped in surprise, and Bing Lan pretended to be very surprised, saying, "Oh, Hao Xuan, look at Auntie, you even noticed the reaction." Hao Xuan quickly waved his hands, saying, "No, no," but seeing the evidence there, he couldn't deny it, so he lowered his head again and mumbled, "Yes, Auntie, I was wrong." When Hao Xuan was little, he often made mistakes and often admitted them. Usually, this was better than stubbornly refusing to admit it. So, as he grew older, these became valuable life experiences. Unexpectedly, after a brief silence, he heard Bing Lan laugh and say, "What's wrong with a boy?" Bing Lan removed her leg from Hao Xuan and sat up straight. She said kindly, "Boys grow up, and of course they'll react when they encounter exciting things." Haoxuan thanked Binglan for her magnanimity and nodded vigorously. "

Strange, at your age, you should like pretty girls, so why are you reacting to Auntie?" "Don't you have any close female classmates at school?" Haoxuan thought, "The atmosphere at school is suffocating. Besides, the girls at school don't talk much. Sometimes, if two people get a little close, other classmates will laugh at them. It's quite embarrassing, and I really haven't thought about it." So he hurriedly shook his head.

Binglan gradually steered the conversation into the trap she had set. "You guys are under a lot of academic pressure right now, where would you have time to date? You can do that when you get to university. But you can't react to Auntie!" Haoxuan raised his head again and admitted in an extremely sincere tone, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." "Hey, you're just teenagers, it's perfectly normal to be full of energy. Don't be so 'right and wrong.' When you're dating and getting married in the future, you'll need to react even more." She had the air of a very unconcerned, patiently guiding elder. "

If you're in love, and you're intimate with your girlfriend—have you ever seen her body?" Hao Xuan immediately pictured Aunt Ji Qin's voluptuous figure, but reality pulled him back, and he hurriedly shook his head like a rattle-drum. "No, no." "That's understandable. So, you only got hard when you saw Auntie's chest, right?" This time she used the word "hard," and as she said it, she felt her lower body become wet again. "

Is it hard usually?" Hao Xuan lowered his head, seeing that his little brother, which had already softened a bit, had become hard again after Aunt Bing Lan's direct question. He couldn't hide it, he just left it there.

Bing Lan remembered Yan Rong saying that Hao Xuan sometimes read pornographic magazines. So, she asked in a very serious tone, "Do you read those kinds of books?" Hao Xuan was very surprised to hear this, looked up at Aunt Bing Lan, and wanted to shake his head, but then he thought, "My mother must have told her this, so I can't deny it." He only nodded, saying he'd seen a little. "So you had a reaction when you looked at it?" Hao Xuan could only nod as if confessing.

Bing Lan chuckled, "You boys these days, all dumbed down by school. You don't talk to girls, but secretly look at nude photos when you get home. Pretty? Haha…" Hao Xuan didn't dare look up at Bing Lan.

He'd only seen photos, never seen her in person? Bing Lan felt the real issue was about to begin.

Hao Xuan swallowed hard and whispered, "No!" "Then do you want to see?" Her tone was calm, something Bing Lan could control. But those few words were enough to shock Hao Xuan!

He stared blankly at Aunt Bing Lan. Could it be—Bing Lan smiled and said, "At your age in the countryside, you'd already be married, even a father, and you haven't even seen a woman. No wonder the newspapers said there was a college couple who had been married for five years without children. When they went to the hospital for a checkup, it turned out the man didn't even know how to have children! How ridiculous!" Hao Xuan seemed to understand; he realized Aunt Bing Lan was trying to give him a real-life example. Completely surprised, he immediately asked his aunt in a flattering tone, "Can I see you?" Binglan noticed the tremor in his voice, but was still relieved that the words didn't come from his own mouth.

Haoxuan's brain was now flooded with excitement again. He wondered, "Will things happen between us when Aunt Binglan takes off her clothes? What if she just wants to show me her body and doesn't agree to do 'that' with me? Can I beg her?"

Chapter 28

Actually, Auntie isn't that interesting. Binglan giggled.

Haoxuan's eyes blazed with desire; he couldn't resist the teasing.

Actually, Binglan wasn't intentionally teasing him; she was just lowering Haoxuan's expectations a little. But seeing Haoxuan's focused and expectant gaze, her heart couldn't help but flutter slightly. "You really want to see?" "Auntie, let me see!" Haoxuan's voice was almost pleading. "I'll let you see

, I'll let you see! Look how impatient you are!" Binglan was happy to see Haoxuan's eagerness; her smile was both loving and smug. But then she immediately added, "I'll let you see, but—you can't tell anyone—not a single person! Not a single person!" What promise wouldn't Haoxuan agree to now? Now that it

was really time to take off her clothes, Binglan was genuinely nervous. She glanced at the stunned Haoxuan and asked, "Really taking them off?" Haoxuan almost jumped up. "Auntie, you're not going to back out, are you?" Although everything was going according to plan, at this moment, Binglan was still a little flustered. Her brain had short-circuited, and her remaining mental capacity told her there was no turning back now; if it didn't happen today, she might never have another chance. After a brief flash of inspiration, she firmly nodded, "No backing down, Auntie keeps her word." Ignoring Haoxuan's grateful clapping, she abruptly stood up, boldly pulling her nightgown over her head.

Haoxuan's applause abruptly stopped.

This was too exciting.

Auntie Binglan, nearly 1.7 meters tall, stood before him, wearing only underwear and a bra, looking like a goddess. Admittedly, Aunt Binglan's skin was a bit darker than Ji Qin's, but it had a healthy, slightly rosy glow. Her breasts, squeezed by her bra, looked like two large, enormous bells. Her beige panties were bulging, revealing glimpses of dark pubic hair.

What could be more exciting than this?

Binglan's heart pounded. She feigned composure, looking down at her body, and murmured, "Auntie, am I fat?" Haoxuan then noticed that Aunt Binglan did indeed have a roll of fat around her waist, but it wasn't noticeable. At her height, this kind of plumpness seemed most suitable, most beautiful. "No, Auntie, you're not fat, not at all! You, you—you're beautiful!" Hearing this almost uttered from deep within her throat, Binglan felt as if she were back in her teenage years when someone praised her face, even experiencing a sudden blush. She felt her face turn red, laughing and bluffing, "I'm over forty, how can I be beautiful?"

"Auntie, you're the most beautiful." "You—so beautiful?" Haoxuan's voice trembled, and his little brother, which had finally cooled down, became erect in response!

But he still stood up recklessly, feeling his hands were no longer under his control, eagerly wanting to press them against the large breasts in front of him.

Binglan, of course, noticed Haoxuan's unusual expression; the erection was proof that her body was still very attractive. She giggled, "Look at you, you could be playing the drums!" Haoxuan, however, was in no mood for her teasing. He panted, "Auntie, can I touch you?" Binglan's chest flushed. "Where?" Haoxuan timidly said, "Touch everything!" "Haha…" Binglan laughed. This was truly an innocent and adorable little boy. Why ask such a question? "Okay, touch the top first—want to touch?" Before Haoxuan could even utter the words "want to touch," he was already beside her, his hands trembling as he cupped Binglan's breasts.

The warm, soft sensation was unlike anything else that felt like a mature woman's breasts.

Haoxuan's palms were sweaty, but he could clearly feel the hard protrusions in his hands. His hands, though not small, couldn't grasp the entire breast. He tried to open them as wide as possible, but still couldn't cover it.

Binglan felt the strength of the boy's hands, driven by hormones, and even felt a slight pain in her breasts. She quickly said, "Slow down, slow down, my darling." "My darling" was just a casual remark from Binglan, but Haoxuan seemed stimulated, as if it were a mother's gentle call. He leaned down, burying his face between Binglan's firm breasts, the fragrance of her skin wafting towards him.

He greedily inhaled the scent, his hand slipping inside her bra, trying to touch her nipples. But this position was clearly awkward.

Binglan was both happy and tingling from the boy's actions on her chest, her head tilting back as she giggled. She said, "Don't rush, don't rush." Taking advantage of Haoxuan's momentary lapse in concentration, she pulled her bra up. Her two breasts were now openly revealed. They

were indeed large. Freed from restraint, they hung down her chest, truly resembling two ripe gourds. The nipples were black, darker than Aunt Ji Qin's, but they stood erect on her large breasts, appearing so maternal and so stimulating.

Without hesitation, he took one nipple into his mouth, while his other hand playfully pinched and played with the other.

This was a real stimulation for Binglan as well. After Jianbin's death, no one had truly enjoyed touching these two beauties. Mingxu sometimes clung to her, but she would only pay lip service, letting him touch her a few times, at most slipping his hand inside her clothes, but always outside her bra. These two neglected nipples, neglected for years, finally ended up in this little boy's mouth.

His tongue was like a snake, swirling and turning on her nipples, the tingling, the pleasurable sensation shooting through her nervous system to every pore of her body. Binglan involuntarily spread her legs, clearly feeling her vagina begin to moisten, glistening with moisture.

She closed her eyes, finding it truly enjoyable.

Several times Mingxu had managed to arouse himself, but he couldn't. He was his own son, so each time it was a serious warning; her remaining will would urge her to stop! Each time, under her own intimidation, Mingxu would turn away dejectedly, leaving her with an unbearable emptiness. But not today. Today, what was meant to happen would happen. So, let the pleasure come quickly, come fiercely! After

bending down and kissing Haoxuan for a long time, feeling the discomfort of her bent back, she straightened up and said, "Auntie, your breasts smell so good."

Binglan, still reveling in the stimulation of pleasure, took a long time to come back to her senses. "You're really something," she said quietly. "You're such a clever child!" At this moment, she felt something hard against her body. Without guessing, she knew it was Haoxuan's penis. She grabbed it, and Haoxuan was startled. "

It's so hard," Binglan said to herself, squatting down.

Mingxu also had a penis this hard, and all this mother could do for her son was to suck out his semen.

She seemed to reflexively pull down Haoxuan's shorts.

Haoxuan, unaware of the reason, watched Aunt Binglan's actions nervously, even struggling slightly as she pulled down his pants, but quickly giving up. As the shorts were pulled down, his little brother trembled up and down like a straight spring. Binglan

's breathing was rapid; this small boy had a sizable penis, hard and erect, almost touching his stomach. This penis would be inserted into her vagina in a few minutes. She examined it, examined it, and suddenly took it into her mouth.

Haoxuan instinctively tried to pull away, but couldn't. He immediately felt his little brother being enveloped by a warm, fleshy cavity, and a snake-like tongue stirring up and down his penis. Aunt Binglan even sucked on his glans. Haoxuan had never

felt anything like this before!

He opened his mouth wide, trying his best to control himself. It seemed that if he didn't, he would ejaculate in his aunt's mouth right now. He opened his mouth, panting heavily; it felt so good!

"It feels so damn good!"

Binglan was almost in a frenzy. She squatted on the ground, clearly feeling her wet panties soaking into her vulva. She sucked a few times; this penis was incredibly hard. She felt her vaginal opening wide, just waiting for it to enter. She spat out the penis. Raising her red eyes, she asked, "Want to see my lower body?" Haoxuan still had his mouth wide open, panting heavily, but nodded frantically, finally managing to utter a single word after a long while! Binglan stood up, lifted her foot, and pulled down her panties. This is what a woman is like… Haoxuan only saw a clump of dark pubic hair, glistening with a few drops of dew. He pushed Binglan down onto the sofa, forcibly silencing her unspoken words. He only heard an "Auntie!"

He seemed to have lost control of his actions and emotions. Taking advantage of Binglan's sudden movement on the sofa, his legs swinging, he held her legs up and spread them wide.

My God. This is Aunt Binglan's vagina.

Through the messy pubic hair, one could see the thick, glistening labia, clearly visible before him. He could even see the pale pink flesh inside the dark red labia, like an open seashell. He buried his face in her mouth, taking Binglan's entire vulva into his mouth.

Binglan was utterly overwhelmed, completely broken. She had wanted stimulation, but she hadn't expected it to be this intense.

The moment Haoxuan's lips touched her vulva, she could feel her clitoris trembling, and then her whole body involuntarily shook. She cried out, "Oh my god..." Haoxuan, however, was relentlessly sucking away like a bee gathering nectar. Her skin, freshly bathed, still smelled of soap. But the fluid gushing from her vulva was salty and thick. He was so greedy, using the same long tongue that had once driven Ji Qin mad to stir and tease Binglan's vulva.

Binglan felt as if her entire body was floating, her soul leaving her body and soaring towards the heavens. With each thrust from Haoxuan, her pleasure surged through every corner of her body like the Qiantang River tide.

She wanted to scream, but she didn't know if it was pleasure, excitement, or some other feeling. But she couldn't utter a sound, only letting out muffled moans.

These moans, however, acted like an aphrodisiac, stimulating Haoxuan to lick her even more vigorously.

Binglan felt like she was dying—but it felt good!

She wished she could just die like this; it was a feeling she had never experienced before!

This comfort was beyond her capacity to bear, and her body began to curl up involuntarily. She pushed Haoxuan away with her hands, mumbling "Enough, enough, I'm really going to die." Haoxuan straightened up, his nose and lips still dripping with precum. He panted heavily, watching Binglan tremble uncontrollably without saying a word.

Binglan struggled to look up at the boy who had driven her wild, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth: "You're such a lover!" Haoxuan didn't hear what she was saying at all. He felt his penis was already painfully engorged, and he felt this was the perfect opportunity to strike while the iron was hot. "I want to, I want to put it in!" Binglan giggled for some reason at this moment. "Slow down, my dear." Slowing down was out of the question. Haoxuan was waiting for an order.

He raised his penis, aimed it at Binglan's already wide-open vagina, and amidst Binglan's screams and cries, he thrust it in.

This was the moment Binglan had been waiting for, but it arrived in such a way that it caught her completely off guard.

Her already lingering heat surged back!

Haoxuan grabbed her thighs and thrust all the way in. That familiar feeling returned to Haoxuan's memory. Images of Aunt Jiqin's vulva, soaked with semen and with her pubic hair matted together, flashed through his mind. He bent down and pounded away vigorously.

Binglan had originally intended to teach Haoxuan how to achieve this, but it seemed he was self-taught. All she could do now was enjoy and struggle amidst the intense waves of thrusting. She closed her eyes, feeling every cell in her body open, waiting for the next round of pounding. Of course, her vulva was the most intensely stimulated. Each time Haoxuan thrust in to the hilt, he slammed his body deep into the sofa cushions, her vaginal muscles spasming. She suddenly felt the urge to urinate.

She was an experienced woman; she knew this was an orgasm. But she wanted to enjoy it longer, so she tightened her anus. But it was no use. Just as Haoxuan was about to insert and withdraw again, a gush of urine shot out like a jet of water!

It stopped Haoxuan in his tracks, causing him to stumble backward in a panic. Even as he did so, the urine continued to gush out. He couldn't control it at all. He couldn't control it either. Because Binglan was already convulsing.

She had urinated all over the floor. Haoxuan looked down, then at Binglan curled up on the sofa, convulsing. He was somewhat bewildered.

After a while, Binglan looked at the silly-looking Haoxuan with a reproachful expression. She chuckled, "I'm so embarrassed today!" But Binglan knew that embarrassment wasn't important now, because she had truly found a sense of pleasure she hadn't felt in twenty years!

An indescribable thrill! An unspeakable joy!

But Haoxuan was still stunned. Binglan knew she had frightened the child, saying, "My dear, my darling, you've killed Auntie." Haoxuan stammered, "I—I—". She snorted out a few words through her nose, "Again!" "I'd accept death!" Hao Xuan saw Aunt Bing Lan's flushed face and realized what was going on. It turned out her urine was the same as Aunt Ji Qin's that night, but he hadn't expected Aunt Bing Lan to urinate so much!

He continued to thrust in, continuing to pound, knowing that this would make the woman beneath him feel good!

Bing Lan finished urinating and seemed to relax. She still kept her eyes closed, but she felt that the now-cooled penis seemed even harder, penetrating deeply to the very bottom with each thrust. At first, she was counting the number of times Hao Xuan was penetrating her, but she quickly forgot, only moaning and twisting her body, as if wanting every cell in her vagina to get a chance to be pounded and rubbed.

Suddenly, she felt her legs being lifted up. When she looked up, Hao Xuan had placed her legs on his shoulders.

This way, Hao Xuan could stand upright and thrust his body, truly thrusting again and again!

This direct thrusting also gave her pleasure. Each thrust felt like a stab to her heart; she even twisted her legs to make the penis penetrate faster and deeper. The stimulation was even more frenzied. What an

unbearable, wild pleasure! She could only feel her teeth grinding together.

Haoxuan was also incredibly aroused by this posture. His mother's best friend, Aunt Binglan, had her legs draped over his shoulders. His penis thrust repeatedly into the depths of her vagina. Her soft, white breasts rose and fell with his thrusts. He tried to reach out and touch her breasts, to pinch her nipples. But her legs blocked his reach. But the scene was enough to make his blood boil, especially with him standing on the ground, his penis pressing against the upper wall of her vagina with each thrust, like a massage for his glans. After a few thrusts, he felt a strong sense of release. He tried to control his breathing, but before he could even begin, a thick stream of semen shot out like a bullet. It took a while for it to stop.

Binglan's previously dazed nerves were jolted awake by the sudden burst of bullets. She could clearly feel her body trembling, her breathing still rapid, and she could feel her entire body being refreshed as if parched land had been watered. She could also feel the erect penis still pressing against her vaginal walls, trembling. She looked at Haoxuan in confusion. Had he ejaculated? Haoxuan slowly withdrew his penis, and a stream of semen flowed out from his opening. He said he had ejaculated, looking embarrassed. If he had ejaculated

, why wasn't he pulling out? And why was he trembling? Binglan felt a conflicted mix of lingering pleasure and relief.

Haoxuan was startled and yanked his penis out. Binglan felt as if a piece of flesh had been ripped out of her lower body, leaving an empty feeling. She clearly felt a large amount of semen flowing out of her vagina, down her raised buttocks, and past her anus. She quickly pulled her legs back and sat up. Sure enough, there was a large puddle of semen on the sofa, enough to fill half a teacup.

She muttered sullenly, "So much!" Then, thinking it was the child's virgin semen (that's what she thought), she suddenly laughed like a child. "You've really become a man!" Haoxuan chuckled, blushing. Binglan

stood up, her legs propped up on the sofa, some more semen dripping onto it. She clicked her tongue in amazement, "My goodness, you're amazing! How can there be so much!" Haoxuan didn't reply but stammered, "Auntie, were you happy?" Binglan paused, stunned. This wasn't a question; this might be the happiest day in the last ten years! So stimulating that she didn't even dare to think about it anymore. She couldn't help but grin. But she said, "Happy my foot!"

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