[Urban] Family Reunion (Book) - 1-3

My passionate family

hypnotherapist and lover

, wearing the sexy 4-inch heels I wanted her to wear, knelt beside me, letting me admire her newborn-like, fair skin. She gently and attentively licked my penis clean, skillfully and carefully stroking it with her hands.

If I commanded her to give me oral sex again, she would do it without hesitation or doubt; and if I told her to sit quietly, she could sit there for hours until I gave her a new command. Whatever I wanted—I could demand she have intercourse with me anytime, anywhere, and she would cooperate and satisfy me as much as possible.

Because I was her master, and she was my slave—my teacher, Miss Emily.

This relationship began two years ago when I met Emily. At that time, I was actually her student…

Let me introduce myself—my name is Tom, I am 18 years old, my mother is a practicing accountant, and I am the only child in a single-parent family, so I have been pampered and wealthy since childhood!

I'm 5 feet 8 inches tall and weigh 135 pounds. To use a common idiom, my build would be "skin and bones." I also wear glasses with a prescription of nearly 500 degrees, have dark brown hair and brown eyes, and my complexion is somewhat pale. If a director wanted someone to play a vampire, I'd probably be the perfect choice without even needing a costume.

Of course, I also have my specialty—computers. My first computer was bought for me by my mother when I was eight, and by 16, I was already a highly skilled international computer hacker—the starting point of this story. Although I'm a hacker, I have a principle: I never destroy other people's files or create computer viruses, because doing so would easily attract attention and even get me caught. My interest lies only in stealing confidential information that others want to hide, such as the most classified documents from the Pentagon, NSA, or CIA.

Once, I broke into the CIA and actually found their research records on mind control experiments. I was truly astonished by the contents of the experimental records I read, so I immediately downloaded and backed them up to my personal computer hard drive. However, I didn't immediately think of any specific subjects for the experiments, so they remained on my hard drive until I met my teacher—Miss Emily.

I chose home economics as my elective at school. I didn't choose physical education because, for a computer whiz like me, physical education would seem like a bunch of idiots running around—utterly pointless. Plus, I'm usually quiet, so nobody wanted to be my friend. As for choosing home economics, firstly, I had a great interest in the nutrition and health aspects of various foods, and secondly, many of the students in home economics were beautiful.

On the first day of home economics class, I saw my teacher—Amélie—and was utterly amazed. At that moment, I couldn't see any other beautiful women around me, and I knew I had found my experimental target. She was 22, a recent school graduate, and taught us home economics and typing. She was a devout Christian. Oh! What a stunning beauty… I thought.

Honestly, Emily was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was 5 feet 5 inches tall, with long, beautiful, natural blonde hair, deep, captivating green eyes, and flawless, smooth, white skin. To me, she looked like an angel from Norse mythology. Today she was wearing a very simple suit, but it couldn't hide her magnificent 38D breasts (of course, I didn't know her exact size at that moment), and her waist was only 24 inches, which made her hips and breasts appear even more curvaceous and devilish. Ah! I absolutely adored this

lovely woman!

Every time I was in class or had free time, I would fantasize about her. I imagine her stripping naked and facing me, shamelessly seducing me, or wearing a sexy low-cut see-through bra and a thong as thin as a cicada's wing, lying on the classroom desk like a dog, letting me play with her and demanding that I penetrate her hard. But these are just my fantasies; there's no way or opportunity for them to come true. This situation continued until one day in September, when something happened that changed her entire life…

“Hi, ladies, and of course, the only boy in our class—Tom. Listen to me,”

she said, smiling at us, “today! Before class, we’ll do a different kind of exercise, one that my boyfriend—Don—taught me last week!”

“It’s a relaxation exercise! Through this exercise, you can feel refreshed and fully relax when you feel tense…” She then clapped her hands and said, “Okay, everyone, find a comfortable place and lie down on the carpet… OK?”

After we were all lying down, Miss Emily gently and slowly guided us with her heavenly voice:

"...Okay...Please listen carefully...relax...focus...to my voice...let every muscle and skin in your body...give it a full rest and relaxation...let go of any thoughts that make your body tense...force...and all you want to think about right now is to keep relaxing...um...more relaxed...more relaxed...you're already quite relaxed...and now I'm going to make you even more relaxed...okay! Follow my voice...focus all your awareness on your toes...let them feel even more...even more relaxed..."

She continued to guide us in this way and with this voice for a while, leading us to relax all the way up to our knees. When she was sure that most of us had entered a very comfortable and relaxed dream state, before we regained consciousness, I only remembered hearing her pleasant voice say:

"...Okay, everyone, when you hear me say 3-2-1, wake up!"

After I woke up, I felt exactly as she had said before, my body and mind felt fully rested and relaxed. The other girls in the class felt the same way. At that moment, she said, "Isn't that amazing!" All of us involuntarily wiggled our feet upon hearing this.

Seeing this, Miss Emily smiled smugly and asked, "Isn't it amazing? Don't you all feel refreshed, both physically and mentally?" Then she added, "Oh! It's just a simple application of hypnotic techniques!"

Until the end of class, she continued to talk about her research findings on this newly learned hypnotic technique and her experiments on herself… and so on. Of course, I didn't listen carefully to what she was saying; I was just admiring the alluring rise and fall of her breasts as she excitedly shared her experiences, thinking to myself, "...I didn't expect her to be so interested in hypnosis?" Suddenly, an evil thought slowly and quietly took shape in my mind.

"Ha! I know what I'm going to do next!"

"...I'm going to learn more about its applications...not just the little bit I've seen so far, I'm going to learn more about brain control and hypnosis...Ha! By then...the roles of student and teacher...hahaha...it's time to switch..."

(II)

After returning home, I immediately turned on my computer and found research on chemical drugs such as stimulants and special drugs used in hypnosis that can change people's subconscious thoughts, from the CIA classified files I had saved.

"Ha! This is it!"

The thought of my teacher becoming my personal plaything in the near future made my little brother even more restless. In the following days, I tirelessly searched for the ingredients and formulas for various hypnotic drugs. I discovered that some formulas were available at regular pharmacies, while others were prohibited drugs, making things more difficult.

So, I used my expertise to search online and found sellers in the black market, finally finding all the necessary ingredients. After preparing the drugs I needed, I thoroughly studied the research on subconscious states and hypnotic techniques in the files. And, in order to apply and master them, I... hehe! I thought of my mother as my guinea pig.

Initially, I told her that the drugs I was going to inject her were new products that would make her feel comfortable and relaxed, and improve her sleep. Because she was always a very busy person, often attending many meetings and having many clients who needed her to do their accounting, she often suffered from insomnia.

When I told her I was going to have her try it, she had some doubts, but because she loved me, her only son, very much and she genuinely needed to alleviate her stress, she felt comfortable using the medication. The results were surprisingly good, something I hadn't even anticipated.

Combined with hypnosis—it didn't take long for my mother to completely obey and happily accept every suggestion I gave her. For example, I made her believe she was both my mother and a little girl who only listened to me—a distorted logic. Or, when I said the suggestive phrase "there will be a storm today," her body would become very sensitive and excited. In short, although the various experiments I conducted on her were unfortunate for her, each experiment gave me more experience and knowledge. I knew in my heart that the day I would truly test my target was approaching…

When I was all ready, two months had passed. It was after class in November when I walked into Ms. Emily's office. She was reviewing and grading students' assignments.

"Hi! Ms. Emily," I greeted her as I entered the office.

"Oh! It's Tom! What can I do for you?" she asked, looking at me with her charming smile.

"Well... it's nothing really! Do you remember two months ago when you demonstrated hypnosis techniques for relaxation to our whole class?" Hearing this, her eyes lit up, and she nodded with great interest.

I continued, "I've recently become quite interested in this area and have spent some time doing some research. I've found some books on it: such as meditation, and many other interesting research materials..."

"Really?" Miss Emily asked happily, and I nodded to her. Then she said to me, "Tom! I'm so glad you're working so hard! Did you come here today to tell me that this method really helps you relieve your tension and is very helpful?"

Before I could answer, she continued, "You know what? I now set aside a fixed time every day to listen to these relaxing hypnosis CDs. It really makes me more determined in my mind and will, and I feel more happy every day because of it..." "

Huh! I didn't know the teacher used hypnosis CDs every day!" I thought to myself.

Hearing this, my excitement grew even stronger... I took a deep breath to try and keep my composure and pleaded with my teacher, "Um... teacher, I'm actually hoping to find you to be the subject of my research these past few days. But you know—I don't have many friends, and my mom wouldn't be interested in this, much less cooperate with my experiments..."

She suddenly looked at me with a wary, somewhat suspicious gaze and said, "Tom! Um! I don't know if I should be your subject..."

Just as I expected, I immediately adopted a childlike, pleading tone, saying, "Teacher... hey... don't be like that! Just cooperate for 10 minutes, okay..." My eyes welled up with tears, as if I were about to cry.

Seeing my innocent, almost tearful appearance, my kind-hearted, beautiful, noble, and generous teacher—Emily—was finally about to fall into my carefully laid trap...

"Well... alright... 10 minutes it is!" Miss Emily agreed.

"That's great! Thank you, teacher!" I exclaimed happily. At the same time, I naturally walked to the door, slowly closed and locked it, and said to her, "Close the door so that we won't be accidentally disturbed during the hypnosis..."

Although my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of my mouth, I also had a strange feeling that I was like an observer, able to see my own state—an unusually calm and confident attitude. When I turned around after closing the door, I suddenly noticed that Emily's lips seemed to twitch slightly, as if she wanted to say something but didn't.

"She probably wanted to tell me not to close the door... but she didn't expect to see me so natural..."

I thought to myself.

Thinking this, I couldn't help but feel a little smug about my performance. Just as I was feeling pleased with myself, I suddenly saw Emily looking at me. I quickly composed myself, immediately putting on an innocent smile and asking her,

"Beautiful lady, what is your name?"

Hearing my playful question, Emily's unease instantly vanished. I noticed carefully that her arms, which had been crossed in front of her chest, were now casually placed near her legs… She looked at me and replied with an angelic smile:

“Oh! My name is—Emily.”

(III)

As she answered my name, I suddenly jumped onto her office desk. She was startled by my sudden action. Then, I quickly pinned a green thumbtack I had prepared beforehand to the ceiling. Before she could recover, I said to her:

“Very good! Emily, in a moment I want you to concentrate very carefully…look at this…”

My purpose was to completely attract her attention with my actions and words, so I didn’t explain to her in detail what the object I wanted her to look at actually was. As for my series of actions, a hint of incomprehension, confusion, and bewilderment gradually appeared in her eyes when she looked at me. At this moment, Emily felt that her mind no longer had enough time to concentrate as usual. She simply lifted her head to look at the target I was pointing to, following my familiar, deep, monotonous, and calm voice.

"Emily...can you see that?" I asked in a deep voice.

"Yes! I see it!" the teacher replied calmly.

"Good...I want you to look at that point carefully...quietly...with all your heart...and then...gently...naturally...following my voice...

you can slowly place your hands on your knees...

I want you to focus all your attention on my voice...

following my voice, feel the comfortable feeling of listening to my voice...yes...

good...I want you to adjust your breathing now...yes...slowly...

um...inhale...exhale...inhale...exhale...yes...the slower the better...the slower the better..."

As I spoke, I observed her reaction to my guidance. At first, she couldn't quite grasp the rhythm and direction of my voice, but soon she was able to breathe naturally and smoothly in sync with my voice. Watching her beautiful chest rise and fall with each deep breath, I felt my heart pounding and my throat dry; I unconsciously swallowed.

I calmed myself and noticed that although her eyes were still focused on the target I had indicated, they were beginning to tremble irregularly.

I continued, "Although you feel your eyelids are sore...tired...tired...wanting to close them...but...the more you try to close them, the less you can...the more you try, the less you can do it...

okay...I want you to try...and then nod or shake your head to tell me...can you do it?"

After my suggestion, she tried to close her eyelids, but they trembled even more violently, seemingly unable to do it no matter how hard she tried. After a while, she shook her head—giving up.

"Okay... I want you to focus even more intently on... that point... and you want to see that point very clearly... so now... your neck... is slowly becoming stiff... that's right... you can no longer turn your neck... you want to see that point very clearly in your mind... the clearer you see that point... the

deeper your breathing will become... deeper and deeper..." I continued to deepen the induction.

I used this induction method repeatedly for more than ten minutes, and finally successfully brought the teacher into a deeper hypnotic state. Then I took her two hands, which were on her knees, and moved them to her sides, letting them hang down. I saw that her two arms were stiff and swayed up and down unconsciously at her sides. The teacher's mouth was slightly open, and her breathing had become very deep and slow. Because her head was tilted up looking at the target point I had asked for, she was deeply slumped in the chair she was sitting in.

I saw that her eyes were still open and staring at the point I had pointed to without blinking. Because I gazed at it for so long, I could see tears streaming down her cheeks. Seeing this, I felt a strange excitement welling up inside me.

"Emily, now gaze intently at that green dot. Imagine there's a door there. Open that door, and behind it is a staircase with twelve steps. I want you to count in your mind as you go down each step, and after you've counted to twelve, at the end of the staircase, you'll see another door..."

After saying this, I paused briefly, counting to twelve in my mind as well, and then continued:

"Now, I want you to open the door you see, and behind that door is another staircase with twelve steps down.

Emily, listen carefully. I want you to clench your left fist every time you open the door, and with each step you go down, you'll feel yourself becoming more and more relaxed and comfortable, and you'll increasingly only be able to hear my voice. And when you hear me tell you, 'Close your eyes, lower your head, and rest,' you'll be completely relaxed and truly at peace." "Okay... Emily, listen to my voice, slowly walk down..."

I stopped speaking and quietly watched the movements of her left hand. When she clenched her fist for the tenth time, I said,

"Close your eyes and lower your head to rest."

Emily immediately closed her eyes upon hearing my command, and her head suddenly drooped limply to her chest. I noticed her breathing; it was very even and deep, and I knew she was in a deeper state of hypnosis.

"Emily, you can hear my voice, right?"

She answered in a monotonous voice, "Yes.

" "Great!" I exclaimed excitedly in my heart. "Emily, I..."

Knock...knock...! Suddenly, there was a series of knocks on the door, which sounded like a female student.

"Teacher Emily?" When I heard this voice, my whole body felt like it was frozen, and my heart almost stopped beating from fear and tension.

"Oh my god! What should I do?" I cried out inwardly. I steadied myself, gritted my teeth, and glanced at Emily beside me. She seemed undisturbed by any external noise, still fast asleep. The knocking on the door resumed, this time more urgent.

"Ms. Emily? Strange…is she not here?"

The person outside knocked, looked around, and muttered to themselves, then walked away.

"Phew…that was close!" I patted my chest, letting out a sigh of relief.

I immediately turned off the office lights; the lack of lights had made it seem like someone was in the office.

Returning to Emily, I said, "Emily, open your eyes and look at me."

She looked up at me. Her eyes seemed empty and vacant. This excited me even more.

"Emily, are you a virgin?"

"Yes.

" "Do you ever want to have sex?"

"Yes.

" "How often?" "

Often."

Her answer surprised me. "I need you to tell me honestly what you're thinking..." I continued.

"Sometimes when I see a really handsome guy, I imagine having sex with him, letting his penis enter my body, so that our bodies and minds can truly become one. Actually, I really long for a happy marriage, so I can legitimately enjoy sex. But my current boyfriend—Don—is still studying, so if we're going to get married, we'll have to wait until he graduates!"

"Stupid woman!" I cursed inwardly.

At the same time, I took out a syringe from my pocket. I loaded the syringe with the medication I had prepared beforehand, then lifted Emily's left sleeve and slowly injected the medication into her body. The moment the medication was injected, she seemed to freeze suddenly. Her eyelids twitched involuntarily, and I could see her eyeballs rapidly rotating, even occasionally rolling back the whites of her eyes. Her breathing became almost inaudible, as if she had held her breath.

The drug I injected her with was a powerful hypnotic drug developed by the CIA in the 1960s. Besides giving the recipient a strong euphoric effect, it also impairs judgment, making them more obedient. When used in conjunction with hypnosis in the experiment, the effect is multiplied several times over.

I stood aside, observing Emily's reaction to the pleasure the drugs were producing in her body. Once the intense reaction subsided slightly, I spoke in a calm, deep voice into her ear:

"Emily, from now on, whether you're awake or asleep, your mind will be filled with thoughts about sex. You'll want to dress more provocatively to draw attention to your body. When others look at you, you'll feel good, especially men's gazes.

You'll have thoughts of seducing them, hoping they'll go crazy for you. But there's one exception—Don. You'll suddenly find Don a very boring and tedious person, and you'll find him very annoying. So you'll no longer care about Don, and you'll no longer be interested in him, understand?"

Emily seemed to resist, blinked with difficulty, and finally said, "Understood."

"Hmm! Very good. Emily, I want you to truly believe in your heart: 'I am your favorite student. You genuinely like me from the bottom of your heart. You will think I am a very special young man. You will start to want to know more about me. You will feel deeply attracted to me, and you will start to go crazy for me. You will trust the thoughts and advice I give you.' Emily, do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand."

Perhaps everyone is wondering—why was I able to suppress my physical sexual urges and not immediately have sex with her?

This is because what I want in my heart is not a one-time sexual relationship with my teacher, but a permanent Emily that belongs only to me.

"Very good… Emily. You are such a good girl. Listen to me—I want you to immediately enter a deeper hypnosis than you are now whenever you hear me say 'Little Emily,' feeling like you are back in this office right now. You will feel very at ease, and you will not hear any other sound except my voice, understand?"

If you understand, repeat after me: "Little Emily."

"...Little...Little...Am...Millet..."

"Very good! Now I'm going to wake you from hypnosis. I'll count from 1 to 12. With each number I count up, you'll become more and more awake, and when I count to 12, you'll be fully awake. After waking up, you'll feel refreshed and in a very good mood—an indescribable, wonderful feeling..."

As I counted to 12, I quietly observed the changes in her body. I saw her blink several times, then take another deep breath before opening her eyes and looking at me. However, a hint of fear seemed to emanate from her eyes. After a while, she came to her senses and said to me:

"Tom! I didn't expect your hypnosis to be so powerful. It really amazes me!"

Then, she subconsciously made a cross gesture in front of her chest, clasped her hands together in a prayer of thanksgiving, and then said:

"You're really amazing!" As she said this, she immediately gave me a warm hug.

This hug was something I couldn't recall her ever doing to me before today.

"How long have you been practicing hypnosis?"

"Oh! That? About two or three months. It's been since that hypnosis class. I happened to pass by a flea market and saw some books on hypnosis. I found them very interesting, so I decided to learn and try it out myself." "

I believe you must have your own secrets to learning, which is why your hypnosis skills are so high!"

As she spoke, she hugged me tightly again. This time, Emily's alluring breasts were pressed tightly against my chest, causing my little brother to become erect due to the sensual stimulation. Honestly, I don't think she would have ever done this to me before.

Suddenly, she seemed to realize she shouldn't have done this, and somewhat flustered and confused, she loosened her grip on me. Composing herself and regaining her composure, she said to me,

"Tom... what I wanted to say was—you did a great job."

"No, no! I'm the one who should thank Ms. Emily!"

"Hey... don't keep calling me 'Ms.' 'Ms.' Just call me Emily! I'm only six years older than you.

You only need to call me 'Ms.' when the other students are around, okay?"

"Okay! Alright—Emily. Oh! By the way, I have to go home now. See you in class tomorrow!"

I said to her with a smile.

"Okay, Tom! See you tomorrow."

"Okay! See you tomorrow."

After saying goodbye, I went straight home.

(IV)

In the following days, I noticed a very obvious change in Emily's clothing. Besides becoming more sexy and charming, she also became more feminine, a change full of sexual allure. For example, her skirts started getting shorter and shorter, almost reaching the top of her thighs. In addition to being short, the tightness and clinginess completely showcased the devilish curves of her hips. Her full breasts, deliberately unbuttoned from her shirt, bounced naturally with each step she took. She began spending more time on makeup and became constantly mindful of her hair style.

However, this change sometimes clashed with her originally conservative personality. For example, she would suddenly walk with her hands clasped tightly to her chest and her legs pressed together, as if afraid someone would see her like this. It was like someone walking naked in the street, terrified someone would suddenly appear and see her naked. So, for several days after class, I conducted intensive hypnosis on her to help her overcome the psychological barriers caused by her changed clothing that conflicted with her original personality. A week later

, I noticed she started flirting with male colleagues in the hallway outside the classroom. She began to walk with a sexy sway of her waist, enjoying the feeling of teasing and manipulating men. She even flirted with the nearly 60-year-old principal. Those around her might have noticed some recent changes in her behavior, but only I saw all of them—the subtle changes that most people would notice, or those that only I could see.

Every day when she saw me, she would naturally give me a cute, shy smile, and every time in class, she would unconsciously make eye contact with me, sometimes even staring at each other as if no one else was around until the end of class. In home economics class, she would often pass by my desk, and she would casually touch my hand before quickly withdrawing it. And when I finished making the dish I taught, and she came over to taste it, she would deliberately bend over in front of me, revealing her sexy cleavage, as if hoping that I could fully admire her alluring breasts.

One day in class, when we were teaching how to make a good soup, Emily came over to check on how my soup was cooking, and my right arm accidentally touched her left breast. At that moment, I clearly heard her let out a soft moan, and her breathing seemed to quicken.

Seeing this, I had a mischievous thought. While I was putting breadcrumbs in the pan, I slowly lowered my right hand down to her bottom, gently pinching it first, then stroking it with my entire palm. She was so shocked she almost stopped breathing, staring at me with a bewildered and fluctuating expression.

Before leaving, she whispered in my ear, "Tom, I want to see you alone after class, is that alright?"

"Of course, Ms. Emily."

I waited until the bell rang and everyone else had left the classroom before slowly approaching Emily.

Emily watched me approach, then said shyly, her expression somewhat embarrassed, "Tom, I have to tell you something shameful I did. I actually kept wanting to... you know..."

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Very good, little Emily."

Upon hearing the key words, her eyes immediately became vacant and empty.

"Emily, you probably think we really should discuss your desire for me. So, tonight, I'll come to your house to talk about it. I want you to dress up and look your sexiest self at home and wait for me, okay?"

"Okay...my sexiest self..."

"Alright, I'll count to three, and you'll wake up comfortably."

After several hypnosis training sessions, she had become very adept at following my commands to enter or exit a hypnotic state at any time.

"1, 2, 3."

She blinked, rolled her eyes, and then smiled at me as if nothing had happened, saying, "Well... Tom, see you tonight!"

I arrived at Emily's suburban apartment around seven o'clock. I rang the doorbell and heard her voice from inside.

"Coming!" She opened the door shortly after.

Tonight, she was wearing the bikini shorts she wore when running on the treadmill indoors, and a gray rhythm t-shirt with the words "Jesus is with me" written on it. Her full breasts stretched the t-shirt, revealing her beautifully slender waist from her breasts to her hips. Her hair was pinned up in a large, wavy bun. My God! She looked beautiful—an indescribable beauty.

"Ah! Tom...come in quickly!" She saw me and immediately pulled me into her house, smiling at me and swaying her slender waist naturally as she led me into the living room. Then she laid me down on the sofa.

"Wait for me a minute!" she said to me, sitting on the sofa.

A short while later, she returned to the living room with two bottles of beer she had just taken from the refrigerator.

"You have to promise me first, this is a secret between the two of us tonight, okay?"

As she spoke, she sat down next to me. As she sat down, I could see her breasts swaying slightly up and down and side to side. From my angle, I could see that her nipples seemed to have hardened. Hmm!

Emily wasn't wearing a bra tonight.

She stared at me as I drank my beer for a while, then began to speak:

"Tom, lately I feel like I've become a bad woman. I don't know why, but I keep thinking about you, trying to seduce you, even hoping to... have... something that shouldn't happen with you. I feel like I don't recognize myself anymore. All day long, my head is filled with... you know... those dirty thoughts between men and women... the dreams I have every night... when I wake up and think back on them, I can't even believe I could be so... lewd... um..." She blushed, avoiding direct eye contact as she spoke haltingly.

"...And also, I've started to like buying some really revealing clothes that I would never have bought before, and wouldn't have dared to buy..."

She lowered her head, seemingly looking at her exposed breasts and toes, her voice growing softer and softer, like a murmur to herself.

"Like this... Tom, you're my student... what do you think of me as your teacher?"

I seemed to ponder for a moment before saying to her,

"Your teacher seems to be experiencing some sexual dissatisfaction lately. Have you discussed this with your boyfriend, Don? What did he say? I think the reason for your recent troubles is probably him! A woman as sexy and charming as your teacher, if you tempt him a little, I think even if he's initially unwilling, he'll eventually be unable to resist your allure!"

After hearing what I said, she seemed somewhat downcast, her eyes fixed on the floor, and she said softly, "Don and I... we broke up last week."

Although I was inwardly overjoyed, thinking, "That's great!" I still pretended to be considerate and concerned, asking, "What happened?"

She frowned, her mood becoming very heavy, and said:

"I don't know why I broke up with him. To be honest, I loved him, at least that's what I thought at first. But suddenly I felt he was so boring! All the things he talked about with me revolved around church, his school, or how to help out-of-school or helpless children. He said these were tasks assigned to him by the local priest. Oh my god! Lately, all I can think about is... sex... I have absolutely no interest in what he's talking about..." At this point, her face suddenly turned very red.

"Ah! What did I even say..." she exclaimed in surprise, pressing her flushed cheeks with her hands.

"It's alright, little Emily."

She immediately entered a deep hypnotic state. I took out a syringe and injected her with hypnotic drugs. From now on, I will further transform her, making her body and mind belong only to me, and I will completely reshape her into the kind of woman I desire with a slave-like mind and behavior.

"Emily, you don't need to be ashamed of wanting to have sex with your student. In fact, you're probably looking forward to it, even desperately wanting to have sex with me. I want you to feel a strong desire in your body and mind whenever you see me from now on, and to focus all your thoughts on me. Every night when you go to sleep, you'll dream about having sex with me, your body will crave my penetration, and you'll only want to serve me. Serving me will make you feel very comfortable and happy if it pleases me. You'll feel happy and satisfied if you obey my commands. You'll treat my thoughts as your own. So your mind and body will belong only to me."

As I said these words, her body visibly became aroused. Although her eyes were still closed, her left hand naturally moved up and began to caress her left breast.

"Emily, I'll count to three, and you'll be fully awake. 1, 2, 3."

After I counted to three, she opened her eyes and regained consciousness shortly afterward. However, because the hypnotic state hadn't lasted long, she was still affected by the residual medication in her system. Even though I had dispelled the hypnosis, her behavior remained the same as when I was hypnotized, easily accepting my commands and suggestions. Her eyes looked at me gently and excitedly; I could see from her gaze that her mind and body had completely surrendered to me.

"What should we talk about next?" she asked, a smile I had never seen before, a smile both childlike innocence and sensual lasciviousness.

"How about you tell me who's most important to you right now, and what's on your mind?" I asked maliciously.

My question made her blush again.

"Tom, am I pretty?"

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

Hearing my praise, a strange, delighted light flashed in her eyes, and her face was filled with emotion and pride.

"Then, am I sexy? Am I charming?"

"Emily, you're the sexiest and most charming woman I've ever met!"

My words were like a key that unlocked her heart, filling her face with a blissful, girlish smile. She leaned closer, then cupped her alluring breasts in her hands, straddling my body. Slowly, she pushed her breasts, which she was holding and gently kneading through her t-shirt, towards my eyes.

"I want Tom to admire my breasts all by himself," she whispered in my ear as if sharing a secret. "

They're 38-inch D-cup!"

"They're really beautiful! But you can't call them 'breasts' in front of me, you have to say 'huge breasts'

!"

She chuckled and said, "Hmm... okay... 'huge breasts'." "

"You'd look even better and cuter if you took off your t-shirt!" I hinted.

She seemed to hesitate for a moment, glanced at me, and then quickly took off her t-shirt with both hands. Her breasts bounced up and down like two full, ripe fruits. After taking off her shirt, she looked at me with expectant eyes.

"So beautiful!" I immediately reached out and pulled her closer, lightly touching her nipple with my nose while taking a deep breath of the fragrance emanating from her breasts.

Then I gently caressed her breasts with both hands, teasingly pinching her nipples with my fingers and gently circling them. Emily was now reclining on the sofa, moaning softly. I continued to caress her breasts, which made her moan even louder.

Her breasts were truly round and beautiful, and with her pink nipples, they were a feast for the eyes. At this moment, I couldn't resist kissing and sucking her nipples. She became somewhat dazed, murmuring indistinctly, "Mmm...so good...Tom..."

I tried to slip my hand inside her shorts, finding them completely soaked, with her juices flowing freely from her vulva. I rubbed her vulva with my fingers. Her breathing became irregular and rapid, her panting growing louder.

"Ah...ah...Tom...ah...ah...like that...ah...so good...

don't stop...there...like that...ah...ah...ah..."

I could feel her consciousness almost fading from the intense orgasm; her limbs were stiff and unresponsive, and if you looked closely, you could see her fingers gripping the edge of the sofa tightly, while she cried out loudly.

Seeing this, I stopped caressing Emily. After a while, Emily regained some of her senses, but still stared at me blankly. At that moment, I noticed that her shorts and my fingers were completely soaked with her vaginal fluid. She looked at me for a while, and when she realized that I didn't seem to want to make any further moves, she immediately looked at me with a very tender and loving gaze and said,

"Tom, come and possess me! I want to make love to you."

Hearing this, I immediately stood up, smiled at her, and didn't make love to her or give any reason. I just said goodbye and left Emily's house.

(V)

The next day, in Tuesday's home economics class. Emily seemed to be in a cold war with me because of what happened last night. She was giving a lecture in class on the topic of "the dangers of dieting to health." I could see that she was trying to avoid eye contact with me, but unfortunately, her efforts were unsuccessful.

She often couldn't help but steal glances at me, and after stealing glances, her face would turn red or she would start to stammer. In my eyes, she was really very cute.

After class, I slowly approached her desk and stood in front of her. I sensed she became excited, almost nervously.

"Tom, watch out! The pot on this table is hot."

"I have a gift for you, teacher!"

"Really? What gift do you want to give me?"

"It's nothing expensive. I recorded some programs like 'The Life of Jesus' and 'In-Depth Bible Exploration' that I saw on TV last time, because I knew you'd like to watch them."

Then I handed her the two DVDs I'd brought. On the surface, these DVDs looked like ordinary DVDs, but they had actually been specially modified and carefully processed. I had added subconscious brainwashing images and content that wouldn't be visible during normal playback. The contents of the two DVDs were as follows:

First DVD:

I deeply love Tom. Tom is really sexy. Tom is very good to me. Tom is very attractive. Tom is my whole life. Tom is my everything. I want to serve Tom. I want to make love to Tom. Tom is my master.

The second DVD contained the following:

I only get aroused by Tom. I want Tom's penis inside me. I love eating Tom's semen. I want to keep Tom interested in me all the time. I am Tom's personal toy. I love having sex with Tom. I want to be Tom's slave. Tom is my master.

"Oh, Tom. I'm so happy!" She said loudly, seemingly genuinely happy.

"Little Emily." Upon hearing me say this, her eyes immediately became empty, and she answered monotonously, "Yes..."

Because at this moment, two more students walked into the classroom, I lowered my voice and spoke quickly to Emily, "When you get home, whenever you have time, you'll want to watch these two DVDs repeatedly, understand?"

"I understand..."

"Wait a minute, you'll fully wake up when I count to 3. 1, 2, 3."

After waking up, she smiled brightly at me and said, "Tom, I really like it, thank you!"

"Well... teacher, I'm going to class now, see you later!" After saying that, I went to my English class.

That night, Emily called.

"Tom, I really want to see you, is that alright?" Her voice came from the other end of the line.

"What's wrong? I'm rushing to do a scientific experiment right now..." The experiment was indeed real. She just didn't know that she herself was the subject of my experiment.

"Please, just for a little while, I won't take up too much of your time..." Her voice trembled slightly.

"Okay! I'll come to your house tomorrow night."

The next evening, after arriving at her house, I immediately gave her more hypnotic control training, and before leaving, I gave her two more DVDs, telling her they were for relaxation. These two DVDs appeared to be just music videos filled with various sounds of nature, but the actual content, like the previous two DVDs, was specially made by me. The subconscious brainwashing footage was completely invisible at first glance. I used the same hypnotic suggestion to recommend that she watch these DVDs every day.

Every night I would go to her house, making slight improvements and adjustments to the methods I used to train her in hypnotic control. Although she seemed irresistibly attractive, I didn't.

My real goal was to train her into a woman who wouldn't think for herself, only obey my commands.

Friday's home economics class was about baking cookies. Emily spent the entire class hovering around my desk, acting like my personal tutor, teaching me how to do this and that. This caused the other girls in the class to whisper among themselves, but she seemed completely oblivious, continuing to teach me, her gaze fixed solely on me. Although her behavior drew attention, it seemed no one noticed that I had become the teacher's favorite, and from the way she looked at me, it was as if I were the only person in the world.

While I was kneading the dough for making cookies, the girls next to me, having no one to ask, started chattering amongst themselves about how to make cookies. Emily, hiding behind me, secretly raised her flawless right leg—wearing a super short miniskirt, sheer stockings, and sexy high heels—and gently rubbed it between my thighs. Her behavior was no longer that of a teacher; it was more like that of a high-class prostitute.

"Tom, can I see you tonight?" she asked in a very soft voice.

"Hmm! Okay... come to my house at eight o'clock."

"Thank you, Tom... Master." That was the first time she called me "Master.

" "Don't call me 'Master' when there are other people around, understand? My sweetheart..."

"End of Part 1"

(VI)

After returning home, I watched my favorite movie while waiting for Emily to arrive; my mother, as usual, happily did all the housework, completely naked.

As for why my mother was completely naked... The reason is that during the weeks I was hypnotizing and controlling Emily, I was also giving my mother the same training. I ordered my mother not to wear clothes at home. Perhaps because my mother's work is very demanding and she was on a diet, she wanted to relax when she got home every day, so she wasn't really resistant to my order; in fact, she happily obeyed.

Her breasts were a lovely C-cup, and her body curves, like Emily's, would make men swoon. However, her hair was brown, and she had bright black eyes, which were some differences from Emily. Besides these differences, my mother was also about an inch taller than Emily. Although she was 37 years old, she still looked very beautiful.

At this moment, she was busy sweeping the floor, which used to be my job. In addition to sweeping, tidying my own room, cleaning the toilet, and taking out the trash were also my jobs, but now I had delegated them all to my mother.

Although the hypnotic suggestions I exerted on my mother were less intense than those on Emily, I still demanded that all her assets—including the BMW, all the money in her bank accounts, her credit cards, and stocks—be

transferred to my personal name after I turned 18 (14 months later). So now I truly have complete control over everything she owns (including her assets and future).

At home, her current role is my personal maid and cook. I used hypnosis to change her thinking, making her believe that she genuinely enjoys this role and that serving me makes her very happy.

As I was engrossed in a movie, reaching a particularly exciting part, the doorbell rang. My mother was startled, causing her beautiful breasts to bounce and heave alluringly—a truly captivating sight!

"My master, did you invite anyone over tonight?"

"Oh! Mom, don't be so nervous..."

"What should I wear?" She had already walked halfway down the stairs to the second floor, but turned back to ask me after hearing my question. I told her, "You look fine as you are, you don't need to wear anything." Then she looked at me, finally feeling relieved, and walked down the stairs to my side. As for me? Of course, I was dressed neatly.

I opened the door and saw my Emily standing there, shyly asking, "May I come in?"

I could tell she had spent a lot of time preparing for her visit. During this period, through my hypnosis training, her attire at school had become increasingly daring, naturally attracting the attention of many male students. As a result, the principal had begun to feel somewhat displeased with her behavior and often made subtle reprimands.

I was gradually changing her behavior in stages according to my meticulous plan, and everything about her was gradually transforming according to the suggestions and commands I gave her. However, there's still one crucial step in my plan that hasn't been completed yet: the final makeover at my home. And today—the day of that final makeover—has finally arrived.

My adorable doll, Emily, is now wearing a very short and tight-fitting, stretchy, see-through, low-cut camisole. Her full breasts are jiggling like water about to overflow from a container. I noticed her makeup today, a very delicate and subtly seductive beauty, and her hair is styled in the latest trendy way. Combined with her makeup, it makes her appear very harmonious and alluring, possessing the charm of a high-class prostitute. Gazing at her after this transformation, I'm even more certain that the day my goal is fully achieved is not far off.

Emily saw her mother completely naked in the living room from behind me, then widened her eyes and asked, "Tom...

Master... um... may I ask who she is?"

"Oh! She's my mother, Emily. Mom actually hates wearing clothes, and being naked isn't something to be ashamed of, especially in our own home. Isn't that right, Mom?"

Hearing this, her mother smiled gently and chatted with Emily in a very good mood, saying, "Master is right! I've been feeling really uncomfortable wearing clothes lately! Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. Hello! My name is Cindy." Emily

extended her right hand to shake her mother's hand and said, "It's nice to meet you, Cindy."

I stepped forward, placed one hand on each of their shoulders, patted them, and gazed at Emily, saying, "Why don't you take off your clothes like Mom does? It'll be more comfortable that way!"

Emily's expression became somewhat uneasy upon hearing this. My mother, seemingly encouraging Emily, continued, "Really! Taking off your clothes really makes you feel good and comfortable! Besides, you're so beautiful, your figure must be great too..."

Emily thought for a moment, took a deep breath to relax, and finally took off her clothes. Just as I suspected, she wasn't wearing underwear today. Seeing both my mother and teacher naked at the same time, a very interesting thought suddenly popped into my head. Since I had plenty of time, I wasn't in a hurry to act on it; I could take my time.

My mother said to Emily, "Come in! What would you like to drink?" Her voice pulled me back to reality.

Then I spent a very pleasant afternoon with these two beautiful women, of course, with my mother cooking a sumptuous dinner for us. The three of us talked about almost everything, all sorts of topics. However, when my mother talked about some recent events, Emily seemed completely unaware of them, becoming somewhat lost in thought and unable to keep up with our conversation.

Furthermore, I noticed that she often used simple words repeatedly in her conversation, as if she had never learned how to use more elegant and complex phrases to describe things. This gave the impression that her mind was blank or even unthinking. And in reality, this was indeed the case, because I had used hypnosis and drugs to subconsciously cause her self-thinking to regress.

After dinner, Mom busied herself preparing dessert, and as she took out the apple pie she had baked earlier from the refrigerator and cut it into pieces to plate, only Emily and I remained talking in the dining room.

Suddenly, I had a sudden urge to conduct an experiment on her, so I asked her, "So—Emily, what are your future goals in life?"

She was quite surprised by my question and didn't know how to answer for a moment, frowning as she considered it.

"I really don't know... I think I knew before, back when we were already engaged...

and I thought we would really get married and have babies after he became a pastor. But now it seems like all those dreams were lies. I can't even remember his name anymore...

My current hope... well, I just hope to serve my master well."

She said this while placing her hands on my knees, "That's my current life goal."

Hearing Emily's words, my mother smiled happily and said, "That's wonderful! I really think it's right that you think that way! You will definitely be very happy! I am also very proud of Master Tom.

He is truly an outstanding and promising young man, and also a very kind and good master. He is really very good to me."

I felt very satisfied with my mother's praise and Emily's candid words. All my previous efforts—making Emily completely obedient to me, destroying her ability to think for herself, and erasing her memories of her past—were now showing their effectiveness.

We continued chatting after dinner. Emily had been a cheerleader in college, and at my request, I asked her to reenact the cheering and shouting moves she used to do for us, except this time she was a completely naked cheerleader. Seeing her 38D breasts bouncing violently as she did the cheering moves, and her perfectly curved hips swaying gracefully before me, it was hard not to have impure thoughts.

"Tiger! Go! Tiger! Go! Game, game, game!" Emily earnestly performed her old cheerleading closing chant, then bowed to us like a spectator. My mother and I clapped and cheered for her performance, and at the same time, I casually pulled her hand to my side.

"Emily, I have something for you to do." As I spoke, I unzipped my pants, revealing my already erect and enormous penis, which looked even larger and harder than usual. Mom's eyes lit up the moment she saw it, filled with longing and surprise.

"Suck me! My lovely slave." Hearing my command, Emily didn't hesitate to gently and deeply suck my penis into her mouth.

Remember how she used to be a very shy and devout Christian? So I had previously assumed she had very little experience with sex. However, seeing Emily sucking my penis beneath me, she was as skilled as a professional instructor.

Suddenly, I understood the real reason she and her ex-boyfriend, Don, could maintain a premarital sex-free relationship—they both considered premarital sex sinful. As for whether they satisfied their physical needs through oral sex, like I was asking Emily to do now? Although I didn't directly ask her for the answer, figuring it out still made me even more excited.

I sat in the rocking chair with my legs spread, watching Emily kneeling in front of me like a dog, enjoying sucking my big cock. At that moment, I also heard panting sounds from beside me. My mother was watching what was happening between us, rubbing her hands up and down between her thighs, seemingly imagining herself doing the same thing to me as Emily.

Emily rhythmically stroked my big cock with her mouth from bottom to top and then from top to bottom, her perfect blonde hair swaying gently with each movement. When she reached the base of my penis, she would carefully lick the glans with her tongue, looking at me with loving, watery eyes.

Suddenly, my mother reached her climax and cried out loudly beside us. Encouraged by my mother's climax, Emily immediately grasped my penis with her fingers and began stroking it even faster with her mouth. Because of the hypnotic suggestions I had given Emily during this period, making my orgasm her sole focus, when she heard her mother reach orgasm, she subconsciously felt a competitive urge. She concentrated even more intently on stroking my penis to make me feel better, quickly bringing my lower body pleasure to its peak.

I couldn't hold back any longer and was about to ejaculate. I forcefully pulled her away from the head of my penis and ejaculated, covering her entire face with my semen.

The semen on her face seemed to confuse Emily, leaving her momentarily at a loss. Shortly after my orgasm, I regained my composure and gently said to her, "Darling, you did very well!" Hearing my praise, her eyes lit up. At that moment, the semen on her face slid down her beautiful cheeks like water droplets.

"Use your tongue to clean the semen off your body, Emily."

As if in a dream, she slowly tasted every drop of semen on her face and body with her tongue, then swallowed it as if it were delicious. After cleaning herself, she sat quietly on the floor, waiting for my next instructions.

"It's time for bed, little Emily." After saying this, I sent my mother back to her room, leaving Emily and me, now in a hypnotic state, in the living room. I gave Emily another injection and continued speaking to her:

"Emily, from now on you will become more lewd, with more sexual thoughts filling your mind. You will only want to do things that please me, so I want you to lose interest in everything except sex and me, and you won't be able to concentrate on anything else. If you try to think about things other than sex or me, you will feel confused and insecure.

But when you only think about me, about how to make me happy and comfortable, or when you want to serve me, you will feel a genuine sense of happiness. You truly want to be my slave alone. As for the outside world and other..." It's such a terrifying and chaotic thing for you, you really don't want to think about it at all.

Emily, when you obey my commands, you will feel safe, happy and satisfied, and you will try to forget everything before you met me. Because for you, the days before you met me were like a terrible nightmare, and you really want to forget them. No one else can control you like I do now, give you full security and protection, and make you feel really at ease.

Once I wake you from hypnosis, you will fully accept the fact that you are my slave. You really love me from the bottom of your heart, and you are safe with me. You want to serve me, and I am your master.

Do you understand?"

"Yes..."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, master."

"Good! I will count to 3 and you will wake up. 1, 2, 3."
04-17

(Seven)

Next week is the last week before the Christmas holiday. For me, this week is a very interesting week. I took advantage of Emily's home economics class to carefully observe the changes in her mind after being hypnotized and transformed by me.

I remember that we had exams in health science and nutrition this Friday, and before Friday, her class was supposed to review the material for those two courses with us and see if we had any questions, but it turned out that she was no longer able to teach.

She had originally planned to start the class by discussing the causes of high blood pressure and effective ways to lower it. However, a few minutes later, she forgot everything she had just covered. Her face showed tension, panic, and confusion. She stood there blankly for a moment, then remembered to check her notebook and textbook. After looking at them, she continued lecturing, but her good fortune didn't last long; she soon forgot what she was supposed to be doing next.

Worse still, when students asked her questions about the functions of HDL and LDL cholesterol and the impact of blood alcohol concentration on weight, she seemed completely unable to think clearly and thus couldn't answer.

Finally, on Wednesday, she decided to cancel classes for three days and let the students study on their own. Of course, the students didn't study properly during those three days; they chatted idly, talking about the teacher's hairstyle, her makeup, and the surprising changes in her clothing. Of course, the topics about her and "sex" were also quite spicy. The exam scheduled for Friday was also forced to be canceled.

Every night, I intensified her hypnotic training, until her mind and body were completely enslaved to me. Now, her infatuation with me grows stronger every day, almost to the point of obsession. She shows the same interest in things that bring me pleasure and is very focused and serious about them. She displays absolute obedience and submission to my commands, and the time she has for her own will is becoming increasingly rare.

Of course, my ultimate goal is to make Emily completely addicted to me, like a drug addict, wanting to serve me in any situation and even fulfill all my sexual demands. For her, not only is it difficult for her to figure out how to escape from me, but even if she did escape, it's impossible for her to live a life completely without me.

For two whole weeks, from the start of the Christmas holidays until the end of the semester, I didn't have any sexual intercourse with her, because I wanted to intensify her desire for me, even to the point of complete madness. But every night I made her perform oral sex on me, using this to further entice her to want me to actually possess her.

I ordered Emily not to go back to her parents for Christmas, so she would spend the entire Christmas holiday at my house. She seemed very much looking forward to this order and happily obeyed.

When Emily came to my house on Christmas Eve, she was wearing nothing under her coat except a thin veil that perfectly revealed her beautiful body. I opened the door and led her in. Before coming, I had ordered her to shave her pubic hair, and I was very satisfied with how clean she shaved it.

For me, it was truly a wonderful Christmas Eve. Imagine, two completely naked beauties with me, drinking eggnog and watching my favorite movie. While I was watching the movie, Emily seemed to want to have sex with me, constantly stroking and teasing my penis. I only asked her to give me oral sex after the movie ended. As Emily knelt before me, performing oral sex, an interesting idea suddenly popped into my head.

"Emily, go over to Mom."

She obeyed and went to my mother's side, but didn't know what I wanted her to do. My mother smiled kindly at her and said, "Hello, lovely Emily." "

Emily, I want you to kneel down and give Mom oral sex, just like you did for me." She seemed hesitant at my command. I then ordered her firmly, "Hurry up!"

Emily immediately knelt between my mother's legs, and my mother looked at me with a questioning gaze.

"Mom, this is my Christmas present for you!" I said to my mother.

Then Emily buried her entire head between my mother's thighs, desperately sucking on my mother's vulva. Meanwhile, Mom was experiencing intense pleasure from Emily's actions. Her hands gripped the armrests of the rocking chair tightly, and soon she opened her mouth and cried out,

"Oh...good...there...ah...so good...just like that...ah...ah...

so wonderful..."

I walked over and quietly watched the scene unfold beside them. Emily was skillfully sucking and licking Mom's labia with her tongue and lips, a movement that almost made Mom faint from orgasm. Mom stretched out her legs, her full breasts swaying from side to side, and irregular gasps of pleasure escaped from her mouth.

Finally, Mom frantically grabbed Emily's hair with both hands and pressed her genitals against Emily's face. It seemed Mom was close to orgasm.

"Oh... Emily, don't stop... Emily... there... there... oh... ah...

I'm going to come... yes... lick me there... lick me there again..."

Mom's body reached its climax as if electrocuted, and then Emily sat beside her, quietly waiting as if serving me.

After a while, my mom smiled at her after regaining her senses and said, "Darling, you're great."

I was very happy and satisfied to pour Emily a glass of water, which was also an expression of encouragement for her obedience. Then I ordered Emily to fall into a deep sleep on the sofa.

The next day, early Christmas morning, the three of us exchanged gifts. Mom gave me a DVD player and the complete Stanley Kubrick DVD collection. Ah, she's so good to me. And I gave Mom some books she likes to read, a Walkman, department store gift certificates... and so on.

As for the gifts I chose for Emily, I put some thought into them. I gave her a slave collar, several pairs of very sexy high heels, fishnet stockings, perfume, and a book titled "How to Obey and Amuse a Man," along with two bras that exposed her nipples. When she received my gifts, she seemed very moved, clutching them tightly to her chest with both hands.

Emily's gift to me was a small, cute photo album wrapped in leather and filled with nude photos of herself. Some of the photos looked elegant and detailed, like art photographs; others were not, full of sexual innuendo and had a touch of SM.

I looked at her with surprise, and she said to me in a very shy voice, "These photos were taken by a professional photographer last week!"

Then the three of us chatted happily while drinking hot apple juice. Finally, I decided to give Emily the most important gift. I took off my only garment, my pajamas, revealing my naked body as I stood before Emily. My mother sat on the sofa watching my actions. Emily stared at my large penis for a moment, then instinctively knelt down to perform oral sex on me, as she always did.

"This time, I don't want you to perform oral sex on me," I paused, then continued, "I want you to have sex with me."

My words made Emily's face shine with joy and emotion. She lay down on the carpet, crying out, "Ah, please enjoy my body, Master."

I straddled her, and without any foreplay, I thrust my engorged penis deep into her vagina. Her eyes widened immediately, and the pain of breaking her hymen was clearly written on her face.

However, because she had accumulated desire and anticipation for this moment, soon after I penetrated her, waves of pleasure washed over her. I used both hands to support my body and swung my waist to increase the depth of my penetration. With each deep thrust, my breasts and her full breasts rubbed against each other intensely.

Her long, slender legs were spread wide, wrapped around my waist, and clamped my buttocks tightly, showing her complete and heartfelt desire for me to possess her more deeply. Then, we changed positions, with her kneeling on the floor like a dog, and me penetrating her from behind. She twisted her waist more intensely, pressing her buttocks tightly against my genitals to facilitate deeper penetration.

We continued to intercourse in various positions, Emily's body becoming smooth and glistening with sweat, moaning and panting incessantly. Her body gripped me tightly like a hand, unwilling to let go, her entire back arched, her full breasts deformed by the pressure of my body. Her fingers dug deep into the flesh of my back from the excessive force, a force that pressed our genitals tightly together. We continued this repetitive, deep thrusting, then withdrawing, then deep thrusting again…

Suddenly, Emily's thighs stretched straight and stiffened, her eyes wide open, staring at me without blinking. I saw her eyes filled with desire and the ecstatic pleasure of orgasm. But soon her eyes rolled back, as if she had reached her climax and screamed.

I ejaculated almost at the same time she screamed, as if all the pleasure from head to toe was released, and it continued for a while before stopping. After I ejaculated, Emily's body slumped softly onto the carpet like a kite with a broken string.

After resting, I turned to my side and secretly glanced at her expression. We still hadn't moved from the position we were in before the climax, and her expression was as if she were looking at me from a great distance. I kissed her lips. She recoiled, her lips trembling, and then, as if using her last strength, she uttered, "Thank you... thank you, Master."

Afterwards, the three of us showered together, and then shared a turkey dinner made by my mother. After dinner, I took Emily back to her house. (8)

The next day, feeling bored, I decided to go to Emily's house. Going to her house would be a pleasant experience, but it wouldn't be easy to keep it a secret from others, especially since I didn't want any third party to know about our affair. Therefore, I chose to drive my BMW early in the morning directly to her apartment.

I didn't ring the doorbell; I used the spare key I had prepared beforehand to open the door and go inside. When I entered the room, I was truly shocked by what I saw.

Emily's large travel suitcase was on the coffee table in the living room, but it was open, filled with many of her clothes. However, even more clothes were scattered haphazardly all over the floor, as if a tornado had directly attacked Emily's wardrobe. Beside the suitcase was a torn map and the key to her 1991 Nissan Sentra.

Finally, I found her in her room. She seemed lost and confused. She was wearing socks, and the laces of her shoes were tied, but she was still shirtless, her left hand clutching her unfinished bra. She paced back and forth in the room, seemingly lost and hesitant, as if completely unsure of what to do next.

After admiring her for a while, I asked, "Emily, what are you doing?"

She turned her head slowly and coldly to look at me, the movement stiff and frozen, as if she had been petrified. Her eyes were red from crying, and although her mouth was open as if she wanted to say something, it seemed no sound came out; only her lips moved. So I asked her again, "Emily, where are you going?"

She trembled uncontrollably, as if terrified, and managed to say in a very soft, almost inaudible voice, "I...I...I'm going..."

"Darling, why are you leaving?"

she cried, "You...you...what did you do to me?"

"I didn't do anything! What did I do?" I asked with a smile.

Tears streamed down Emily's cheeks, and she said with difficulty, her voice trembling, "I...I don't know...I wasn't like this before...I'm a teacher, and ever since that day after class...

after you told me to practice hypnosis, my whole world has changed..." She then burst into tears.

I tried to reassure her, saying, "Emily, you have nowhere to go, remember?

Everything you have belongs to me. Your home is here! Isn't it nice to live with me, to be my slave? If you want to rebel against me, it'll be in vain!"

Her tears streamed down her cheeks onto her left breast. I admired the slope of the tears as they rolled down between her perfect 38-inch D-cup breasts, and the nipples on her pink areolas, now hardening, looked even more alluring. She abruptly averted her gaze from my penis, deliberately looking down at her shoes, and said, "I must... I can't let you... I want to go home."

"Emily, do you remember where your home is?"

Hearing my question, she looked at me in surprise, opened her mouth, and held her breath as if she wanted to say something, but—suddenly she froze, then frowned as if trying to remember. A moment later, she burst into even more intense sobs, like a dam bursting. She really couldn't remember anything at all.

I pulled her tightly into my arms. When she touched my chest, she seemed somewhat relieved, yet inexplicably unhappy, sobbing as if filled with unresolved grievances. Her full breasts pressed against my shirt, and her head was buried completely in my shoulder as she cried, pleading between sobs, "Please...please...please...let me go home..."

I stroked her golden hair and said, "Emily, it's too late to say that now. Because I want you, and I have you, don't worry anymore! You'll be very happy with me!" I grabbed a coat and draped it over her shoulders, then led her out to my car.

Luckily, my plan to make Emily my personal toy had progressed smoothly through all stages. It was practically finished, a near-successful endeavor, requiring only final confirmation. Of course, if it was truly complete, my other plans wouldn't need to be implemented, which would be the best possible outcome. However, the last vestige of resistance within Emily, which I had been controlling, finally erupted today, forcing me to proceed with my other plan.

Upon returning home, I instructed my mother not to come home for three days. I first took Emily to the bathroom, ordering her to remove her shoes and all her other clothes. She obeyed perfectly, offering no further resistance. Afterward, I put her into a hypnotic state and led her by the hand to the basement.

Our house is located in a rural area, connected to the main road by a two-lane road lined with large trees. Our house is at the very end of this road, so even our nearest neighbors, no matter how loudly they make noise in our basement, cannot hear us.

In the center of the basement was a wooden chair fixed to the ground. I placed Emily in the chair and then secured her ankles, wrists, neck, and head to the chair with straps. Right in the center of the seat was a mechanism, a device controlled by electronic wires, sensors, and hydraulic pressure, on which a prosthetic penis was specially attached.

I gently and very carefully inserted the artificial penis into Emily's vagina and checked that all the devices were functioning properly. Although her movements were currently restricted to this chair, she could still move freely from her waist down to her hips. If she wanted to rub the artificial penis, the feedback from the sensors would be processed by the computer, which would then control the electronically controlled hydraulic device to drive the artificial penis, giving her a realistic pleasure similar to male penetration.

I first gagged her with a handkerchief, then woke her from the hypnotic state. When she woke up, the expression on her face was exactly the same fear and dread she had shown when she first woke up from hypnosis. In addition, there was a sense of despair in her eyes.

I quickly explained her situation to her, saying, "Emily, you're in my basement right now. My mother's probably already out of town and won't be back for at least three days. The nearest neighbor is a quarter of a mile away, so even if you scream your lungs out, no one will hear you. Do you understand? I'll take the handkerchief out of your mouth in a bit, and I hope you won't scream, okay?" I then removed the handkerchief from her mouth. She just looked at me coldly, seemingly with some resentment, but didn't scream.

"Okay, now I just want to get on with what I need to do, and what you have to deal with yourself."

As I spoke, I turned on the flashlight installed in front of her, injected CIA's hypnotic drug into her arm, and simultaneously pressed play on the DVD. Then I opened the basement door to leave.

She suddenly screamed, "Ugh... please don't close the door, ah... Tom... please... don't do this to me!"

I ignored her screams and closed the door behind me anyway.

The most important goal of my additional training program is to completely destroy her personal autonomy. Several times before, when I used this hypnotic drug on Emily, while her mind was affected by the drug but she was still conscious, I had her record her confessions to me. These confessions contained messages hidden in a specially made hypnotic DVD:

"Tom is my master. I will serve my master. I will only think about things related to my master. I love my master. I want to have sex with my master…".

Now, in this room, the speakers are loudly and continuously playing these words and images she previously spoke, and I have also hidden the same content in the DVD footage. This dual playback method, whether she is awake or asleep, has a dual effect on both her conscious and subconscious mind. The flashing lights in front of her are meant to disorient her and disrupt her sense of time, and also to prevent her from actually falling asleep.

Although I had made thorough preparations beforehand, I had never actually experimented with this before, so I didn't know how long it would take to complete Emily's transformation. It might take two or three hours, or it might take longer; I wasn't sure.

While CIA's hypnotic drug was very effective, it wasn't entirely without risk. According to my research on its usage records, it had been used on a KGB agent during the Cold War, leaving him in a vegetative state. Therefore, I was extremely cautious when using this drug.

At this moment, I carefully monitored Emily's reactions through the room's monitor. Sometimes she would plead, "God! Please help me, take me out of here!"

Sometimes she would shout, "Who can help me? Who can help me? I'm in the basement!"

Sometimes she would scream defiantly, "You can't do this to me! I won't let you succeed!"

I never expected her to have such a strong will to resist. She continued to scream like this, intermittently, until late into the night.

Around midnight, she looked extremely tired, as did I, but I had no intention of letting her rest. Until after midnight, I fed her a whole bottle of water and then gave her another injection. As

morning approached, her moans became intermittent and somewhat listless, but if you listened closely, you could still hear the following: "No...

no...don't...help me...stop...please...help me..."

While she was saying these words, her voice could be clearly heard repeatedly on the DVD playing in the room: "I want to please my master. My master protects me. Tom is my master..."

By 10 a.m. the next morning, twenty-six hours had passed. I gave her another bottle of water and a third injection. After such a long time, I was truly exhausted. Sometimes I would alternate between standing and squatting to fight off the drowsiness. I kept drinking coffee to stay awake, and occasionally dozed off briefly. Emily's eyes now looked so empty and lifeless, like someone on the verge of collapse. Her head hung limply on the belt, and she couldn't utter a word, only moaning unconsciously.

At six o'clock in the evening, thirty-four hours had passed. I gave her her third bottle of water and her fourth injection. I entered the room and saw Emily seemingly moving her lips as if to speak. I leaned close to her mouth to listen carefully to what she was saying, and I heard her reciting along with the DVD playing: "I want to have sex with my master. I am my master's sex toy. I must completely obey my master..." It seemed that my transformation of her was nearing completion.

Two hours later, I was almost asleep, sitting drowsily in a chair. Suddenly, a very loud shout woke me up; it was actually Emily's loud moans and gasps. Through the monitor, I saw Emily intently manipulating the artificial penis between her thighs, reaching orgasm through intercourse with it.

I went into the basement, turned on the room lights, turned off the flash and stopped the DVD. Emily looked incredibly exhausted; tears welled in her eyes as she gazed at me, murmuring sweetly, "Master... Master... Master..."

I carefully untied the belt binding her and removed the artificial penis, then had her stand up and walk towards me. She smiled at me, then immediately knelt down and found the zipper on my pants with both hands.

"Emily, would you like something to drink?"

She quietly and slowly unzipped my pants.

"Emily, I've prepared something for you to eat!"

She pulled out my erect penis.

"Emily, don't you want to sleep?" She started playing with my penis directly in her mouth. This oral sex felt incredibly pleasurable and comfortable, and after I ejaculated, she swallowed every last drop of my semen.

After the oral sex, I gave her a sandwich I had prepared beforehand, and of course, some water.

Then I took her to her bed in the upstairs room so she could rest and sleep, and she slept soundly for a full fifteen hours.

Finally, she truly became my personal toy and slave.

(IX)

Now I have graduated from high school, and within two weeks of graduation, I received an admission notice from a prestigious university. My first choice was, of course, the Computer Science Department, and I would be working at a software company after graduation.

But honestly, I don't need to work at all. I know Mom and Emily will unconditionally support me. The only reason I work is to keep myself occupied. Sometimes, though, I still like to hack into websites or organizations. Just yesterday, I joined the Republican National Committee and discovered some classified documents about someone being bribed by another party. Who else knew about this besides me?

Mom continued her life as before. During the day, she still worked at her old accounting firm. When she came home after work, she would strip naked and become my maid. She would do her best to fulfill any request I made, and she would happily do anything I wanted her to do, even if it was something strange. Of course, I control all her assets now. And my investments have paid off very well; Mom is living a very happy life.

Emily never went back to being a teacher; she now occasionally does part-time work, like making shaving products. I haven't used CIA's hypnotic drugs on her anymore, but I've used hypnosis a few times to adjust some past memories I wanted her to forget.

I was worried her parents would come looking for her, and if they did, I didn't know how to handle it. So I thought of using someone I knew at a strip club to have Emily perform striptease there, then make videos of it, and simultaneously upload the videos and nude photos to pornographic websites online, allowing them to circulate and be sold.

Sure enough, it worked exactly as I expected. Her devout Christian parents, upon learning of their daughter's self-degrading behavior, immediately decided to sever all ties with her.

Now I've got Emily completely forgotten about her parents. And that's not all! Emily can't even remember her own last name now.

The three of us are going to university together. She now has a new ID card, driver's license, and social welfare card. Perhaps you're wondering why she has these documents? Actually, if you can afford the price, what kind of document can't you get? If someone really wants to find Emily but doesn't know her new ID number or the relationship between the three of us, even through Emily's parents, finding her would be extremely difficult.

The reason my mother and I decided to take Emily to university with us is because I couldn't leave such a lovely slave alone at home. So I planned to re-engineer her, using hypnosis to bring Emily's mental and emotional state back to about thirteen years old. This would ensure she wouldn't be affected by external stimuli and would only retain the skills I thought she should have.

She now has the mind of a child, and she places all her heart and desire on me alone, so her desire for me can almost be described as "sexual obsession." In addition, I also made her indulging in a lesbian relationship with my mother.

Speaking of which, I should mention two other very important things that happened. The first thing happened around June when I graduated from high school. That day, I decided to give Emily one last test. I went to the garage beforehand and turned off the starter on her Sentra. Then I went back to my room, called her, and told her to get dressed. She seemed very happy as she put on a dress, because she loved going out with me, whether it was shopping or… she was always happy.

After she was dressed, I handed her the keys to her Sentra and a hundred dollars. My sudden action surprised her, and she looked at me with a confused and bewildered expression.

“Emily, I’m fed up with you. You’ve disappointed me, so I don’t want to be with you anymore. Here are your car keys and some money. It doesn’t matter where you want to go or where you want to go, just don’t come back.”

Before she could say anything, I pushed her out the door and closed it.

Only a few seconds later, I heard a terrifying scream coming from inside. Then I heard Emily pounding on the door, shaking the handle, and scratching the door with her long nails.

She screamed, "Master! I don't want to leave you! Master, why are you doing this! Don't leave me! Master, no! Don't send me away! Master! What did I do wrong! Please! Master!"

When I opened the door, I saw her still pleading with me. Seeing that I had opened the door, she immediately threw herself into my arms, still seemingly worried, kissing my face repeatedly. At the same time, she reached between my legs, grasped my penis, and rubbed it vigorously, as if trying to please me, saying, "Ah... Master... Thank you... Thank you Master... Thank you... Thank you Master..."

I smiled with satisfaction at her adorable appearance, and then I saw her take off her dress and hold it in her hand.

"Emily, I understand your heart completely now!" I took the dress from her hands and tossed it onto the floor. Then I reached for her chest and unhooked her bra, which she easily removed as she held her arms high.

"This was just an experiment, but you did very well." I then took my most passionate slave to the bed and made love to her wildly.

The second thing happened two days ago. I was reading a book in the living room wearing athletic shorts. Now, I always dictate what clothes my two slaves wear or what accessories they wear to prove that they belong to me as their master. Today, Mom was busy decorating the other rooms of our new house (the old one had been sold), and since watching TV is Emily's favorite pastime, I thought she was probably engrossed in it.

When Emily appeared in the living room, I was still focused on reading my book.

"Master?"

Hearing her call, I looked up at her, admiring her naked body as usual. I watched her beautiful golden hair sway and her angelic face, her eyes sparkling as she looked at me. Her hands were small and delicate, her breasts large and perfect, like they were custom-made, feeling incredibly textured and natural. Looking at her face, you knew what a true dream girl was.

Her slender waist and smooth, round buttocks were swaying passionately. The hair around her vulva was now meticulously shaved, clearly revealing her adorable little opening, like a baby's red lips. Her legs were long, smooth, and lovely, and at the end of her legs, I could see a pair of cute little feet now encased in high heels. I sincerely thanked God for allowing me to meet such a precious and rare gem of a slave.

"Master?" she asked again, pulling me back to reality.

"Emily, what's up?"

"I want to give you oral sex, is that alright?"

"How could I possibly refuse such a polite request?" I replied with a smile.

After Emily was led into the bedroom, my mother followed her in. Although my mother's areolas had darkened slightly and she was only a C-cup, in terms of shape, she was in no way inferior to Emily! The two of them simultaneously pulled down my pants from both sides, and then took off my underwear as well. Then my mother smiled at me, a smile that clearly had a lewd undertone.

She said, "Master, please relax and enjoy our service!" Then the two of them simultaneously began sucking my penis with their mouths, and seeing this, my penis immediately became erect.

Their lips and tongues intertwined and licked my penis from head to toe, completely engulfing it. One of them used her saliva-covered mouth to directly play with my penis and testicles, while the other, as if eating a delicious ice cream, circled her tongue around my glans.

This stimulating oral sex quickly brought me to the brink of ejaculation. Before ejaculating, I said to Mom, "Mom, get down on the floor like a dog. Emily, caress Mom's clitoris." Then, I saw them both obediently follow my command.

I stood up from the chair and directly inserted myself into Mom's anus from behind. In this situation, her role was no longer that of my mother; I'll call her Cindy. Cindy writhed, completely absorbed in my movements, and then a moan of climax escaped her lips.

I tried to think about it simply: why did Mom exhibit the same behavioral patterns as Emily? My hypnotic training of Mom didn't use the same special methods as with Emily. Aside from the requirement to be completely naked at home, everything else was entirely different. Mom still retains all her livelihood skills and works at her original accounting firm.

Oh! I forgot, I did encourage Mom and Emily to have a lesbian-like sexual relationship, but I never suggested she have any sexual desire for me. Was it the influence of Emily's relationship on her? Or was she unconsciously influenced by the same suggestions I used on Emily's DVDs containing subconscious hypnotic suggestions? Is that the real reason? Is that the process that led to Mom's current obedience and submissiveness towards me?

But that's not my main point. The main point is that I now have two sex slaves of my own, and Cindy seems to be thoroughly enjoying this life. When I inserted my penis into her from behind, Emily lay beneath her, intently and enthusiastically licking Cindy's clitoris. With each thrust, Cindy's body trembled with excitement; from my angle, I could clearly see her breasts swaying naturally from side to side with each thrust. And every time her body arched in rhythm with my movements, Emily would bury her head between Cindy's thighs and lick.

As the pleasure intensified, Cindy's cries and moans grew louder. Finally, Cindy reached orgasm with a scream, her entire body stiffening, and then I ejaculated. After the orgasm, all three of us lay exhausted on the floor to rest.

Then Cindy licked my penis clean with her mouth. Then my lovely slaves, their bodies pressed tightly together, I could clearly feel their four breasts pressing against my chest, and both of them buried their faces in my arms. The three of us slept in this position, embracing each other.

After waking up, I considered it carefully: Are these two slaves enough for me? Can they satisfy my sexual needs? Or do I need more than three?

Of course, just the two of them are not enough for me. I decided to hunt for more slaves. As for the candidates, there are selection criteria. First, they should ideally not have a husband, children, or too many relatives; second, I should be able to infiltrate their social circle, and they should be compatible with me and not have too many personal problems. And the most important condition is that they must be very beautiful. As for finding people who meet these conditions, it may take a lot of time, but anyway—I have plenty of time. Lovers become a couple. The

lawyer

's seductive and passionate body

and his beautiful mother's affair.

When I was in junior high school, I began to understand matters between men and women. I developed a strong desire for women through conversations with adults, and my first experience with women was through my mother.

My mother wasn't a stunning beauty, but she possessed a sexy body: thick, sensual lips, full, large breasts, a large, round, firm bottom, and elastic, snow-white, plump thighs—all contributing to her mature and alluring figure.

Especially when she wore a tight-fitting skirt, her rounded hips were accentuated, making one yearn for the soft pubic hair beneath her skirt.

I often liked to touch my mother's body, sometimes intentionally, sometimes unintentionally. She would always laugh and scold me for never growing up. As time passed, I entered junior high school.

It was a Sunday. I was lying on the sofa watching TV while my mother was busy doing housework. She was wearing a red t-shirt and a tight black mini-skirt, her snow-white thighs and feet completely exposed.

The wide neckline encircled her slender, delicate shoulders, revealing her snow-white neck and chest. Combined with the tight, wrinkled mini-skirt, her snow-white, pink thighs and full, sexy buttocks were incredibly alluring.

Her high, large breasts bounced up and down with her movements, truly captivating. Her full, plump buttocks were tightly encased in that tight short skirt, making her appear even more rounded and sexy. In particular, her full, swollen vulva appeared prominent and protruding through the tight skirt, making me completely mesmerized.

At that moment, my mother was bending over and wiping the coffee table. Her black, super-mini, tight skirt, worn by her bending over, exposed her plump buttocks, clad in pink thongs, right in front of me. My heart was pounding. After wiping the coffee table, my mother sat on the sofa next to her and wiped the glasses. At this moment, my mother's two pink legs were spread apart, and her pink transparent thongs tightly hugged her bulging mons pubis, revealing a patch of black pubic hair. A slit in the middle of the thong clearly showed the outline of her vulva to me. I was completely aroused, and my penis was hard.

After finishing the housework, Mom changed into a black suit and went out. When I went to the bathroom, I noticed her skirt and t-shirt that she had just taken off. I picked up her clothes, and a lewd, body odor emanated from them, wafting towards me. I took a few deep breaths, and I realized... My mother's skirt had a particularly strong smell. I picked it up and held it to my face. Suddenly, her pink panties fell to the floor from under the skirt. They were pink, thin, and semi-transparent thongs. Immediately, I pictured my mother wearing those thongs, and I couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah... what a sexy mom..." Wearing such sexy thongs, imagining them covering my mother's swollen vulva, my penis immediately became erect.

I turned my mother's panties inside out, flipped them over, and spread out the crotch. I saw some wet, sticky secretions at the bottom. Thinking that it was the part that was nestled in my mother's crotch, my hard penis couldn't help but throb. "Oh... Mom... Ah..." I couldn't help but moan, pressing the sticky part to my nostrils to smell it. The lewd smell stimulated my nasal cavity. "Ah... Mom smells so good... so fragrant... Ah,"

I stuck out my tongue and carefully licked the sticky fluid, imagining that I was licking my mother's vulva, while my right palm kept rubbing my erect penis.

While inhaling the scent of my mother lingering on her panties, I rubbed my erect penis with my palm, it reaching its maximum erection. Finally, I gripped my penis tightly, my body convulsing as I ejaculated, panting and screaming, shooting all my semen onto my mother's panties.

The next day, my mother's class organized an autumn outing. My mother and I went to school. First, we had class. My mother was lecturing, and I sat below listening. My mother was wearing a white top and a blue skirt, with high heels, her long, beautiful legs looking especially lovely.

Several naughty boys in the class leered at Mom's beautiful legs, constantly pretending to ask questions to take advantage of her. When Mom leaned over the desk to explain a problem, her white lace bra and half of her breast could be seen through the gap in her shirt. Her plump breasts were also vaguely visible, the thin mesh cups covering her full breasts, the large nipples hazy and indistinct.

My mother was drawing on the paper with a pen. As she was drawing, I saw her half of her breasts, which were white, hot, tender and plump, through her neckline. They were protruding under her white bra, and the soft flesh rippled with her movements. I finally couldn't take it anymore, and my penis suddenly became hard. I quickly crouched down, and to his surprise, because Mom was leaning over the table, her short skirt rode up. The skirt was already short, and suddenly half of Mom's full buttocks were exposed. Her two long legs were straight and firm, and her buttocks were round and plump. Even her panties were clearly visible. Moreover, she was wearing semi-transparent hot panties, which completely exposed her mons pubis, which was as prominent as a small mountain. Even the deep groove in her mons pubis was clearly visible.

Especially the semi-transparent panties, which not only made her dark pubic hair vaguely visible, but this pink panty was also too small. Mom's genitals were particularly prominent and full, and her pubic hair was particularly thick, even extending outside the panties, with pubic hair growing wildly around them. I gasped, stunned.

My own penis was already hard and erect from the stimulation. Her vulva was bulging, and I couldn't imagine how pleasurable it would be to insert my penis inside. I couldn't help but swallow greedily, my gaze lingering on my mother's magnificent breasts beneath her tight t-shirt and her swollen vulva inside her briefs. I feasted my eyes on her alluring curves, her dark pubic hair, and her prominent vulva. My penis became even hotter, and my thick semen gushed out like a cannonball, leaving me feeling incredibly satisfied.

After class, my mother, the students, and I went to the countryside. We started hiking. Following behind my mother, I looked at her full buttocks under her short skirt, the obvious outline of her panties, and the alternating glimpses of her shapely thighs and stockings at the slit of her skirt. I thought, if only I could touch those soft buttocks. Suddenly, I saw my mother climbing up a hill. Overcome by lust, I didn't care about anything else and reached out to touch her buttocks. My palm kneaded her smooth, womanly buttocks. The skin-to-skin sensation through the stockings made me even more excited.

When we arrived at our destination, I took pictures of my mother. She looked around at the scenery and agreed. I picked up the camera, and we went into the woods. My mother squatted down and rested her head on her left shoulder. It was a very alluring pose! Her thighs and stockings were showing through her skirt. This gave me a clearer view of her swollen private parts, which appeared even more alluring under the tight white, semi-transparent silk fabric. My mother's panties were pulled up, causing the strap to dig deeply into her buttocks, revealing her snow-white, round buttocks. The sight fueled my lust even more. On my mother's snow-white thighs, I could vaguely see a few strands of thick, dark pubic hair. My penis hardened like an angry frog.

My mother slightly parted her legs, and whether intentionally or by coincidence, I could see a patch of dark skin on her snow-white thighs, with a faint dark red slit visible in the middle, directly facing me. My mother's swollen vulva was exquisitely beautiful. My mother's vulva was exceptionally full, with abundant pubic hair, making it appear and disappear. Her vulva was so beautiful; other women's vulvas only protrude slightly, but my mother's was like a small hill, and her pubic hair was jet black, long, thin, and thick.

I couldn't take it anymore; my penis instantly became hard. I quickly said to my mother, "Mom, I need to use the restroom." I gave my mother the camera, and we went to the woods. My mother picked up the camera and looked at it repeatedly. Suddenly, she saw me standing there urinating. It was the first time she had ever seen this, and her heart pounded like a deer's.

Mom glanced around furtively; no one else was there. With the camera's magnifying glass, the thick penis was clearly visible. Mom's heart skipped a beat, then pounded wildly. A flush of desire rose on her fair cheeks, and her breathing became heavy. I gripped the penis and moved it up and down.

Mom suddenly felt dizzy, a heat rising in her lower abdomen, and a gush of vaginal fluid gushed from her vagina—she had climaxed.

Mom involuntarily squeezed her legs together; her panties were soaked through with the flowing vaginal fluid, almost clinging to her skin. Her labia majora and minora beneath her panties resembled the mouth of a starving baby, opening and closing with restless thirst, while the sticky, thick white vaginal fluid flowed like a baby's drool.

Mom hurriedly went behind a rock. Little did she know, I had seen her behind the rock and, assuming she was urinating, had secretly followed her. I peeked through the crack, unaware of the vantage point that offered me such a feast for the eyes. She first took out several sheets of toilet paper, folded them neatly, and then lifted her skirt. At that moment, I could see everything she did clearly. My mother pulled her white panties down to her mid-thighs, then down to her knees. She squatted down, and a stream of white liquid shot out from between her thighs. My mother had fair skin and a very full figure. When her back was to me, the cleft between her wide buttocks formed a straight line. When she bent over, her buttocks appeared even larger. The muscles around her anus contracted and relaxed, and her anus was a beautiful pink. I really wanted to touch my mother's buttocks.

Of course, I was always very nervous when I peeked, afraid that my mother would see me—that would be terrible. I stared at my mother's large buttocks, her thick, dark pubic hair making her even more alluring. The soft, black pubic hair and her bright, snow-white thighs against such a sexy outfit made my pants bulge as much as they could go. My erect penis jutted out of my underwear as I excitedly masturbated, pulling down my zipper and pulling out my throbbing, throbbing cock, which felt like it was about to burst. I rubbed it vigorously, stroking it up and down, my face flushed. While looking at my mother's seductive lower body, the thick black hair, and the black hair at the bottom was still wet, I waited with bated breath. Mom took a stack of toilet paper, one by one, and squatted with her back to me, wiping her ass and vagina. This scene was even more pornographic than a porn movie. After wiping five or six pieces of toilet paper, her round butt was raised high, her sweet waist and thick black hair. I was also dumbfounded. It was really tight. What was even more exciting was when she turned to me and put on that white underwear. I saw my mother’s entire belly, a dense black forest. After she quickly put it on, she walked out. I quickly turned my head as if nothing happened.

Back at the hotel, I followed my mother to the room. She told me to sit for a while while she took out her travel bag to find a change of clothes. As she bent down to open the bag, I, who was about to turn around, stopped in my tracks at what I saw. My mother was wearing a very short, tight skirt. When she bent down, I could clearly see her white thong from behind, with lace trim, covering only a small part of her full buttocks. I could tell she was pregnant. I brought her panties to my nose and took a deep breath. A strong, pungent feminine scent filled my senses. Wow! That's my mother's scent! The strong scent of female hormones assaulted my penis, which was already erect and hard as an iron rod.

It was filled with the scent of a woman's private parts, the primal hormones that attract the opposite sex. There were some yellowish-white residues on my underwear; I couldn't resist lightly licking them with the tip of my tongue. It tasted slightly sweet and sour—I thought, this must be the smell of my mother's genitals!

I even found a pubic hair, jet black and elastic, slightly curly—it was my mother's body hair. I excitedly sniffed and licked the panties covering my mother's mysterious area, finally rubbing my erect penis against them. I picked up my mother's bra; it emitted a faint scent of perfume and the fleshy aroma of a mature woman. I held her bra to my face, imagining my mother's plump breasts, her delicate pink nipples, sucking and licking them, as if I wanted to draw milk from them, leaving teeth marks on her full breasts. I wrapped my penis in the panties, rubbing it back and forth excitedly, fantasizing about the dark mons pubis beneath them. A wave of dizziness rushed to my head, and I ejaculated profusely.

After I left, my mother tidied the clothes on the bed. When she picked up her underwear, she found a puddle of semen on it. The thought of her son masturbating with her underwear gave her a strange feeling. Her mind wandered, and her heart swayed like a swing. My unusually thick penis that afternoon kept appearing clearly in her mind's eye. Suddenly, my mother felt dizzy, her lower abdomen warmed, and a stream of vaginal fluid gushed from her vagina. She had ejaculated.

The next day, I returned home. My dad was away on a business trip that evening, and my mom and I arrived at the train station. Since we had some time to spare, we checked into a hotel to rest. I quickly became sleepy and fell asleep.

After a while, I was woken up by the shaking of the bed. My parents were rolling around on the bed, embracing each other. My dad's mouth was moving back and forth between my mom's neck and ears. My mom kept moaning, "Oh...oh...ah...ah..." as if in pain but also wanting my dad to do that. My dad impatiently unbuttoned my mom's shirt, revealing a pair of full, firm breasts. The large breasts rose and fell with her breath, and the grape-like nipples on the areolas were slightly erect, their pink sheen making one's mouth water.

My father rubbed and kneaded my mother's large, white, trembling breasts, and then greedily took my mother's tender pink nipples into his mouth, sucking and licking them as if he wanted to suck out milk, leaving teeth marks on her full breasts. The tender nipples could not withstand the sucking and caressing, and soon they stood erect on her breasts. My mother, her body burning with desire and her eyes half-closed, couldn't help but moan with pleasure as she was being sucked: "...Ah...Oh...You're sucking my nipples so nicely...

Oh...So good..." Her body emitted a faint scent of perfume and the aroma of mature woman's flesh. My father's hands kept kneading my mother's plump breasts. His lust was so high that he wanted to tear off my mother's skirt and panties to see the smooth, white, beautiful, mature, and alluring naked body that he had been dreaming of.

My father, driven by lust, pulled my mother's short skirt down to her waist. Her high, undulating buttocks were only covered by a small piece of white lace fabric, revealing her round, plump buttocks in a way that was both sexy and alluring! The white fabric subtly revealed the long, thick, dark pubic hair below her abdomen, with a few strands peeking out from under her panties, which was quite captivating. The white lace trim on her flesh-colored stockings hanging from her black garter belt, and the black high-heeled sandals with hooks on her slender feet, further aroused my father.

My dad's right hand was kneading my mom's breasts, while his left hand brazenly slipped inside her panties, roaming and teasing around her vulva. He rubbed her moist labia with his fingers, caressing her slightly protruding clitoris. His middle finger gently slid into the crevice of her vulva, teasing my mom until her body swayed slightly, and her juices flowed like a surging tide. My mom's cherry lips parted slightly, and she murmured, "Oh...ah..." Her chest heaved rapidly, trembling: "Ah! Don't tease me anymore...it feels so good...mmm..." "...I can't take it...ah...ah...stop...quickly..." With a cry of "Ouch!", the last barrier on Mom's body was finally removed, revealing her curvaceous, voluptuous body completely naked. My father and I had a clear view of Mom's most beautiful and alluring secret area. Her snow-white, smooth body was flat and fair, with thick, dark pubic hair growing three inches below her abdomen. A thicket of pubic hair covered her alluring and mysterious vulva, with a thin, long slit clearly visible in the middle. The sexy, mature female body was once again presented before me.

Father looked at Mother, who was wearing a black pencil skirt, nude stockings, and black high heels. He lifted her skirt and caressed her private parts. Mother said, "Feels good, doesn't it?" As she spoke, she swallowed Father's penis. Mother made "mmm, mmm" sounds. She lowered her head, her left hand holding the large penis and stroking it. Her beautiful cherry-like mouth opened and took the glans into her mouth, sucking several times. Her right hand held the two testicles below, using both hand and mouth. Mother's mouth released the glans and stuck out her tongue to tease it. Her left hand vigorously stroked the large penis up and down, and a few drops of white liquid immediately flowed out of the urethral opening of the glans.

She licked and teased his glans with the tip of her tongue, then gently bit his glans with her teeth, while her hands constantly stroked and kneaded his testicles. My father pulled my mother's hair back and looked at her flushed face: "Oh...good...you slut," he said, licking the round groove at the base of his glans, then opening his little mouth and taking it all in. Her head began to move up and down, the big cock in her mouth swallowing and sliding, with

constant "slurping" sounds. The big cock thrust in and out of her little mouth, making my mother's cheeks ache and go numb. Occasionally, she would spit out the glans, tightly gripping the mane with her small, delicate hands, rubbing and kneading the large penis against her pink face. "Oh...so good...so comfortable...you slut...you really know how to play...your big penis is so...faster...stop rubbing...uh...brother's going to...going to cum..." I stood there for a moment, and my mother's clothes were already off, the two of them were licking each other in a 69 position.

At this moment, she was lying between my father's legs, her hands gripping and stroking his engorged penis. Although my mother was over thirty, she was still very beautiful. The relentless passage of time had not cruelly ravaged her body; on the contrary, it had made her body exude a mature woman's charm. Her skin was as white as jade, so smooth and delicate, without the slightest blemish.

Although she had given birth, her two large, round, full breasts stood high, like freshly baked hot steamed buns, so captivating. Her waist was slender, yet her buttocks were round and plump, incredibly white and tender. Her two long, fair legs were so perfectly rounded and smooth, truly making a man's heart flutter. Because my parents were facing away from me on the bed, I couldn't see my mother's even more beautiful and alluring vulva. But I never imagined that my mother's body would still be so beautiful and captivating.

"You slut! Stop using your gloves, tonight we'll fuck you properly." My wanton and seductive mother was incredibly lewd. She stroked my large penis, her eyes sparkling with a seductive smile, exuding indescribable charm and sexiness. Amidst her laughter, her plump breasts trembled and swayed, making one's blood boil.

"What a slutty mother," I couldn't help but think, gazing at the boundless spring scenery before me. My father's hands roamed freely over her delicate skin, pressing and pulling at her two firm, white breasts, his fingers kneading her bright red nipples.

At this moment, Mom screamed, "Oh... I'm going to die... Fuck me! Fuck me... I want to be fucked!" I never imagined Mom would be like this. My dad inserted his over 20-centimeter-long penis into Mom's vagina, thrusting and pumping vigorously. Mom, beneath him, writhed wildly. My dad entered Mom's vagina from behind; he lay on top of her back. He

was fucking my beautiful mother, who was wearing skin-colored stockings and black high heels, like a male dog fucking a female dog. His hands weren't idle either. He was kneading my mother's breasts, which were over thirty inches in size, with all his might, until they were deformed.

My mother's expression was a mix of pain and pleasure; her eyes were closed, and she kept moaning, "Ah...ah...

harder...fuck my cunt harder!" my mother cried out.

My father turned my mother around and took her nipple into his mouth, at first sucking and licking, but later biting it. Mom put her hands on Dad's shoulders and pressed his head against her breasts. Dad gently lifted Mom up, and Mom placed Dad's penis at the entrance of her vagina. Dad thrust his hips forward, and his penis entered Mom's vagina in one go.

At this moment, Mom swayed her sexy hips to match Dad's vigorous thrusts, while simultaneously sticking her sweet tongue into Dad's mouth, and the two exchanged sweet saliva.

My father's fierce assault brought my mother to a state of ecstatic climax. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, and he began to bite and gnaw at her sweet breasts, as if he wanted to tear them apart. My mother licked her lips and moaned repeatedly, displaying a lewd and wanton demeanor.

"Ha! You slut... good... good..." My father lifted her beautiful legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, high onto his shoulders and thrust them down repeatedly, like a jackhammer. With each thrust, my mother moaned. After about three hundred thrusts, my dad pulled his penis out and inserted it into my mom's anus. My mom's anus tightly gripped my dad's penis, and she moaned and groaned even more lewdly.

As my dad's buttocks twisted and rose, the vaginal fluid squeezed out of her vagina flowed down his large penis, soaking around my mom's pubic hair. This crazy and erotic performance made me, who was secretly watching, feel lustful, my blood boiling, and extremely excited. I never imagined my mother was this kind of person. I didn't want to miss this great opportunity, and finally, our intercourse reached its climax. My mother used her mouth to help my father clean his penis

before sending him away. My mother took a car back home, and when we got home, she couldn't wait to unzip my pants. My mother squatted by the bed, and her slender, white hands, as white as spring onions, began to manipulate my penis.

Since my mother was the object of my nocturnal fantasies, the sight of her soft, warm hand touching my penis aroused my desire, making my heart pound and my penis uncontrollably swell and harden before her. Embarrassed, I lowered my head, trying to banish the thoughts and soften my penis, but the more I tried, the harder it became. My mother had

never seen such a large penis before; it was much bigger than my father's. "

Probably twenty centimeters long and five centimeters in diameter," she said, taking several deep breaths before finally calming herself down. My mother's slender fingers pinched the foreskin and pulled it back, revealing the bright red, round glans. Her heart skipped a beat, the burning heat of the penis piercing her very soul.

Her heart, which had just calmed down, began to pound again, her fair cheeks flushed with desire, and her breathing became heavy. Excitedly, she pinched the foreskin and moved it up and down. I couldn't withstand her stimulation; my handsome face turned red, my breathing became rapid, and I felt an unbearable tingling and itching in my penis. My penis trembled a few times, and a gush of hot, thick semen spurted out, spraying all over my mother's stunningly beautiful face. The mother suddenly felt dizzy, her lower abdomen felt hot, and a stream of vaginal fluid gushed out from her vagina; she had actually climaxed.

I stammered, "Mom, I'm sorry, I...I..." My mother, looking bewildered, stood up and said, "It's nothing. Mom likes you. You can ejaculate anywhere on my body."

She happily pulled me into her arms. Her bright red cherry lips kissed all over my fair face, and then her rosy lips pressed against mine. Our hearts pounded at the touch, and our lips stiffened. I felt my mother's lips were simply indescribably soft, moist, and elastic, giving me an urge to bite them.

And her breath carried a sweet, intoxicating fragrance.

"My dear son, put your tongue into Mommy's mouth," she murmured sweetly, opening her fragrant cherry-like lips, her two soft, boneless pink arms wrapped around my neck. I sucked hard on Mommy's red lips, then forcefully thrust my tongue into her warm, fragrant, pleasantly moist mouth filled with saliva.

My tongue first moved back and forth and left and right in Mommy's mouth, sometimes intertwining with her moist tongue. After a while, I felt my tongue go numb a little, just as I was leaving Mommy's mouth... She pulled her tongue out, and her smooth, soft, delicate tongue slipped into my mouth, its tip licking and moving against the walls of my mouth. I responded passionately to my mother's love, our tongues entwining intensely. My mother's body trembled, and she entwined her tongue with mine even more forcefully, seeking unparalleled pleasure, sucking each other's saliva mouth-to-mouth.

I held my mother's smooth, soft, and tender tongue in my mouth, sucking it greedily. I drank it like sweet nectar. I devoured the saliva on my mother's delicate tongue, swallowing it in large gulps. My mother's bright, sparkling eyes were tightly closed, her fair, delicate cheeks flushed red, her breathing grew heavier, and her arms tightened around me.

I could clearly feel my mother's firm, full breasts rising and falling, rubbing against my chest.

My heart pounded, and I couldn't help but suckle even harder and more greedily on my mother's wet, smooth, and tender tongue, swallowing the saliva on it. Liquid. It seemed as if he wanted to swallow his mother's delicate tongue whole. I deliberately pressed my chest against his mother's swollen, elastic breasts, squeezing them forcefully.

This made his mother flustered and aroused. At the same time, she reached out and grabbed my hard penis, kneading it incessantly.

His mother was already burning with lust, her whole body itchy and uncomfortable. Now, being caressed like this by her own son, she felt even wetter inside, and her vaginal fluid was flowing down her mons pubis and down her legs. At that moment, all I wanted was my thick, hard penis to fuck her itchy, wanton cunt hard. I could no longer control my animalistic instincts. The fragrance emanating from my mother's nostrils, and the womanly scent emanating from her body, like the sweet fragrance of orchids in a secluded valley, filled my nostrils, intoxicating me and driving me to

kiss and lick every inch of my mother's skin and organs with my lips and tongue. My left hand, outside my mother's t-shirt, grasped her full breasts. After kneading for a while, feeling unsatisfied, I reached inside her t-shirt and grabbed her two large breasts, too big to be held in one hand, and roughly rubbed and squeezed them. My right hand moved down my mother's back, caressing her slender waist and plump buttocks, then reached down to her thighs and gently stroked them. I felt my mother tremble; the skin there was so delicate and tender.

After lingering on her thighs for a while, my hand slipped inside my mother's skirt. I parted the cleft of her panties.

It turned out that my mother's... Her vulva was overflowing with fluid! The thin cloth slipped between her labia was immediately soaked with her juices. Her thick, bushy pubic hair was dripping wet. I parted the hair with my hand to touch her slippery labia, then used my middle finger to probe her vagina and rub her clitoris. Then, I used three fingers together and forcefully thrust in and out of my mother's cunt. My mother's movements were bold and fiery; her tongue intertwined intimately with mine, swirling intensely in my mouth. At the same time, she actively raised her thighs, pressing them together... I moved my lower body up and down, rubbing my soft, full vulva against my son's thighs.

The swollen vulva felt even more intensely against his erect penis. We kissed passionately, unable to utter a word. Our breathing grew more rapid, our heartbeats more intense. I began to undress my mother; the buttons came undone, immediately revealing a black bra and her snow-white cleavage. My mother's breasts were large; the bra partially encased her ample breasts from below, the rounded lines of which were clearly visible.

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If you look closely, behind her half-open lace bra, two dark points are faintly protruding.

Those firm breasts, especially the two slightly protruding nipples, are clearly impossible to hide. Although my mother is nearly forty, by most women's standards, she is very well-maintained. However, she encountered the same problem again: her bra still wouldn't come off.

Seeing my frantic attempts, my mother smiled, got up, and took it off herself. After removing her bra, she lay back down, and her firm breasts bounced out. It was a full thirty-six inches long.

My mother's large breasts pressed against my head. I buried my face in her cleavage, sticking out my tongue to lick them, licking upwards along the cleavage until I reached her nipples. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked hard. My mother trembled all over and moaned.

Her nipples hardened and swelled from my licking, and I rubbed her other nipple with my hand.

My mother's large breasts were white and smooth, and I rubbed them more and more vigorously. My mother twisted her waist violently and cried out louder and louder.

I rolled up my mother's skirt to her waist, and I saw that she was wearing a small, completely transparent pair of panties. The pants only covered the cleft between her legs, with pubic hair peeking out from the sides. Her mons pubis was swollen, like a rising steamed bun. Through the transparent panties, the thick, dark pubic hair was clearly visible, covering the entire mons pubis. Her two purplish-red labia majora were slightly parted, and a little bit of vaginal fluid was already flowing out. Her clitoris was also erect.

I suddenly felt hot all over, my mouth was dry, and my heart felt like it was about to stop beating. My breathing became more rapid due to tension and excitement. I placed my hands on my mother's buttocks and began to caress them through her snow-white lace panties. My mother's paradise was overflowing.

Her thin black thong was soaked through with her juices. I rolled her thong up like an elastic band, revealing her thick, black pubic hair. She had a lot of pubic hair, some reaching her lower abdomen, covering her alluring vulva. I had to part the wet hair to find the entrance.

My mother spread her legs wantonly, exposing her vulva, using her fingers to separate her honey-drenched labia, completely exposing her genitals to my lustful eyes. She couldn't help but let out lewd sounds. "Is Mom pretty?...

"...Look at Mom's vulva...son! See...Mom's vulva is all wet...because I want your hard cock to dry it...what to do...the honey flowing out...do you want to suck it...quickly put your tongue...inside...quickly...lick it with your tongue..."

Mom squatted down in a straddle position facing my face, her wet vulva right in front of me, and I carefully admired Mom's beautiful naked vulva.

A large patch of thick, dark, downy pubic hair covered her lower abdomen and the area around her plump, protruding mons pubis. "Ah...Mom...let me lick it..." Hearing my urgent voice, knowing my gaze was completely focused on her vulva, the intense pleasure almost made her faint. She used her hands to spread her labia wantonly, her trembling fingers vigorously rubbing her engorged clitoris, naturally twisting her hips. My mouth and nose were pressed against her slippery, oily cleft, smelling a strong, fishy odor. Those two tender mounds of flesh, sandwiching her rosy vulva, created a unique, carnal allure.

I greedily brought my mouth close, the feminine scent secreted from the woman's vulva and anus strongly arousing my masculine urges. I hugged and caressed my mother's thighs, while playing with her swollen clitoris with the tip of my tongue, gently biting it with my teeth, then sucking on her moist labia with my lips, before parting them and carefully licking the cleft. I then inserted the tip of my tongue into my mother's vagina, licking and scraping the tender flesh around her vaginal walls, making soft, trembling sounds as I sucked in her nectar.

Stimulated by my lewd oral sex, Mom was panting heavily, her lust aroused. Her buttocks rubbed back and forth, her two large, snow-white breasts heaving violently, and she moaned incessantly. She pressed her hips down, and my tongue plunged deep into her vulva, licking intensely.

Then Mom climaxed, her whole body trembling and convulsing violently. White vaginal fluid flowed continuously from Mom's vulva, which I licked and ate.

The intense pleasure almost made my mother faint. She half-squatted, straddling my waist, her buttocks thrust forward in front of me, her legs spread wide, revealing her vulva. With trembling fingers, she parted her thick, wet pubic hair, separated her honey-drenched labia, and displayed her pink vagina before me. A large amount of thick, lustful fluid flowed out, dripping onto my stomach and the carpet. She

also swayed back and forth and side to side in a wanton manner, twisting her full buttocks, and lasciviously rubbing her clitoris, exposing her most wanton appearance before me.

"Ah...that's great...son...look at Mom's horny...it's so itchy...ah...faster...Mom can't hold back...Mom straddles my lower body, my right hand holding my erect penis, my eyes burning as I gaze at Mom's vulva. Mom squats down, takes my penis from my hand, and aligns the glans with her vulva. I..." I gripped my mother's breasts tightly, my eyes fixed on the point where our genitals were joined.

My voice trembled with intense lust, and as my mother's buttocks lowered, a lascivious "plop" sound filled the air. My penis entered my mother's vagina. My mother closed her eyes, letting her body move slowly up and down; the guilt of incest made her tremble with excitement. My mother placed her hands on my shoulders and began to shake her body up and down, then slowly raised and lowered her vulva. I moved my hips in sync with her movements, ensuring that each union penetrated deep into my mother's core. As I was having sex, I rubbed my mother's breasts with my hands and sucked on them, teasing her erect nipples with my tongue. The intense pleasure from both sides drove her into a frenzy.

At this moment, I held my mother's buttocks with my hands, stroking them and helping her to speed up her movements. If a pair of breasts weren't big enough, the person being squeezed wouldn't feel so satisfied. But my mother's large breasts were enough to envelop my penis. My penis was squeezed between her breasts, and because breast tissue doesn't secrete honey-like fluid like a vagina to lubricate the penis and help with pushing, it was more difficult for the penis to move when it was squeezed.

My mother smeared her own vaginal fluid onto her breasts, which then seeped down to my penis. I placed my penis back between her breasts, and she squeezed them together, trapping my wet penis. I could then move it freely. My

penis grew harder and harder under the pressure of her breasts, almost reaching full hardness. The friction between my swollen glans and her breasts created an intense pleasure that brought me to the brink of ejaculation. "Oh, Mom, I'm going to cum!" The thought flashed through my mind. Instinctively, I grabbed my mother's head tightly and thrust my hips forcefully. Suddenly, my body trembled involuntarily, and I felt my scrotum contract violently. The hot semen accumulated inside began to boil, desperately seeking an outlet.

"Ah! I can't take it anymore, Mom, I'm going to cum!...Oh...I'm cumming...it's coming..." My voice was urgent. I finally couldn't hold back anymore. I thrust my hips forcefully into my mother's cleavage several times, and with a release of my pent-up desire, my penis began to ejaculate. Thick, hot semen gushed out like a flash flood, shooting directly onto my mother's face. My mother hungrily swallowed my semen, not wanting to miss a single drop.

My penis convulsed uncontrollably, ejaculating wave after wave of semen. To catch the gushing semen, my mother opened her mouth to its maximum limit; the amount was so great that she couldn't swallow it all. Instantly, the semen landed on my mother's hair, forehead, eyes, and nose, then trickled down her cheeks.

"Ah...ah..." Bathed in the semen, my mother showed an expression of ecstasy. Seeing this, I impulsively gripped my penis and rubbed it against my mother's beautiful face.

"Ah...ah..."

My mother also indulged her lust, letting my penis rub and squeeze against her face... "Ah...

that's great..." After saying that, my mother swallowed the glans into her mouth and began to suck.

"Ah..." Young men are, after all, well-endowed. Although I had just ejaculated, the stimulation from my mother's sucking made my soft penis grow bigger and harder in her mouth, ready for battle. My mother caressed my penis with both hands, licked the lubricant flowing from her mouth with her tongue, sucked on the glans, and also licked the tight scrotum and penis. At the same time, he rubbed his erect penis with both hands, one hand massaging the base of his penis while the other grasped and rubbed his scrotum, a look of ecstasy on his face.

His mother knelt between his legs, grabbing his limp penis without a word, opening her mouth to suckle it, her tongue licking the glans, drawing in the remaining semen. Her snow-white, full buttocks arched high, completely exposing her vulva to me. My penis, gripped tightly by my mother's warm, sexy lips, was already as hard as iron. He used his left hand to lift his mother's disheveled hair, watching his beautiful mother suckle his enormous penis in her mouth.

Beautiful teeth, the warmth of her mouth, the sensation of her tongue lingering on mine, her blissful expression, her disheveled hair, her swaying hips—this mature woman's sexy appearance thrilled me beyond measure. Grabbing his mother's hair and pressing her head down, he said, "Mom, you're so good at sucking...you suck so well, Mom...suck harder..." His buttocks moved excitedly, his penis eagerly entering and exiting his mother's lewd mouth. His mother's mouth was stuffed full, and she could only make soft moaning sounds.

His buttocks moved excitedly, his penis eagerly entering and exiting, the glans mixed with his mother's saliva, making her mouth full. His mother sucked his hard penis passionately, her tongue licking back and forth around the glans. Clear lubricant kept seeping from the urethral opening of the glans, Mom... The sounds of Mom sucking were loud, filling the entire room.

Her right hand gripped the base of my penis tightly, stroking it back and forth, coordinating with her mouth movements to give me intense stimulation. Mom excitedly hugged my buttocks, pressing her face against my erect penis, enjoying the feel and taste, while licking the scrotum with her tongue.

The lewd actions of Mom, and the stimulation of my penis pressed against her, made me involuntarily moan.

Mom's hands cupped my scrotum from below, rubbing the shaft with her cheeks and nose, then swallowed the scrotum and sucked.

"Oh... Mom... Mom..." The sweet sensation of Mom's lips and tongue sucking between my legs made me involuntarily twist my hips.

My mother grasped the base of my penis with her right hand and swallowed it whole, beginning to stimulate it with her lips, tongue, and palate. "Ah...Mom...so good...ah..." The thought of my penis in my mother's mouth almost made me faint. "Mom...it feels so good...ah...Mom..." The intense pleasure of my mother's oral sex made my body react actively, my whole body stiffening and trembling.

"Mmm...my son's cock is so delicious!..." my mother murmured, swallowing the entire glans and sucking it hard.

"Oh... Mom... it feels so good... Oh..." I said urgently, only knowing to thrust my hips faster and faster. Mom's movements also quickened a lot, matching my movements, sucking my penis hard, as if urging me to ejaculate for her quickly. "Oh... I can't take it anymore, Mom... doing it like that, I... I'm about to ejaculate..." My penis, about to explode, was surrounded by a wet and hot mouth, and I couldn't help but tremble, making excited sounds.

"It's okay, Mom will swallow it all, just ejaculate in Mom's mouth." Mom swallowed it as if she really wanted to eat my penis, swallowing it deep into her throat, the glans pushing into her throat. Although she had some difficulty breathing, she still began to sway back and forth.

The swollen glans rubbed against my throat, and this intense pleasure made me urge to ejaculate.

"Oh, Mom, I'm going to cum!" This thought flashed through my mind. Instinctively, I gripped my mother's head tightly, thrusting my hips forcefully, forcing her head against my buttocks.

Suddenly, my body trembled involuntarily, and I felt my scrotum contract violently, the hot semen inside beginning to boil, eagerly seeking an outlet. "Ah! I can't take it anymore, Mom, I'm going to cum! ...Oh...

I'm cumming...it's coming..." My voice was urgent.

I finally couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust my hips forcefully into my mother's mouth several times, and with a release of my

pent-up desire, my penis began to ejaculate. Thick, hot semen gushed out like a raging torrent, shooting deep into my mother's throat. My mother thirstily swallowed my semen, not wanting to miss a single drop. At the same time, she sucked hard on my huge glans, as if trying to completely drain my body, not letting her son retain even a trace.

My penis convulsed uncontrollably, ejaculating wave after wave of semen.

To catch the gushing semen, Mom opened her mouth to its maximum extent. The amount was so great that she couldn't swallow it all. Instantly, the semen landed on her hair, forehead, eyes, and nose, then trickled down her cheeks.

"Ah...ah..." Bathed in the semen, Mom wore an expression of ecstasy. Seeing this, I impulsively gripped my penis and rubbed it against Mom's beautiful face. Then Mom quickly turned around, leaning forward on the bed with her legs spread wide and raised her buttocks, urging, "Hurry! Baby!

...Hurry and insert it into Mom from behind..." She was impatient, and I, too, eagerly grabbed my penis, pressing it between Mom's warm, moist legs, the head of my penis against her soft, protruding mound of flesh, thrusting hard. Due to the intense stimulation, I couldn't quite manage to insert it into her vagina.

Mom was itching and uncomfortable from my thrusting; her buttocks began to tremble. She reached back again and grabbed

my penis, guiding it to the correct entrance, so that my huge glans pressed against her hot, wet vulva. Oh, good, that's it, hurry and insert it, child. "

She couldn't hold back any longer, thrusting her hips back, trying to swallow my penis to relieve the itch in her aching pussy. 'Come on, baby! Fuck me, harder...put it all the way in, Mommy's so itchy.'

She urged, 'Hurry up and put it in, I want your penis inside Mommy's cunt right now!' Without hesitation, I used my knees to spread Mommy's legs, straightened my penis, aimed at her pussy, and thrust it in... (

3 chapters of a

chaotic mother, beautiful mother, Shuyuan

1)

Shuyuan hung up the phone, knowing that her husband Deguang had arrived safely in California, and couldn't help but feel infinitely gratified.

Deguang had been teaching for many years, and finally achieved his long-cherished wish of becoming an exchange professor, although it was only for a year, it was enough to make him happy for the rest of his life."

Their relationship was a classic teacher-student romance. At 35, Deguang was still dashing and handsome, with many girls in his class secretly adoring him. But Deguang fell for Shuyuan at first sight. Shuyuan married him right after graduating at 20. Now, their only son, Xiaogang, is already 15. Time truly flies.

Shuyuan gave birth to Xiaogang a year after their marriage. She didn't start working at a bank until Xiaogang started elementary school, and through years of hard work, she even became an assistant manager.

Her life has been smooth, simple, and filled with a love of exercise and fitness. Therefore, although she is 36, she looks only about 27 or 28. At

168 cm tall and 55 kg, she exudes the dignified air and mature charm of a high-level professional woman.

Her gentle personality and elegant attire generally won the admiration of her colleagues and customers. Often, young men in their twenties and thirties, unaware of the situation, would pursue her by phone or love letters, only to be utterly astonished and stunned upon learning her identity and age.

Her colleagues often joked about this, giving her the nickname "Evergreen." Her

only son, Xiaogang, had passed the entrance exam for university, and without the pressure of the joint entrance exam, he was already traveling and having fun before graduation, spending all his time with his close friends. He was rarely seen on weekends, and her 50-square-meter apartment was often empty, with her alone at home.

This day, Xiaogang had gone out again, and she, being alone at home, was a little careless. After showering, she stood naked in front of her dressing table, gazing at her naked reflection in the mirror.

The mirror showed a beautiful woman in her early thirties, with soft, white skin, two full breasts proudly erect, and a cherry-like nipple set in a pale pink areola.

Her smooth, flat abdomen was firm, and below it, a tuft of soft, black pubic hair spread neatly around her vulva.

She turned around, and in the mirror, her plump, white buttocks were revealed; extending downwards were a pair of round, straight, smooth, and full legs.

The beautiful woman in the mirror looked at herself, a satisfied and confident smile on her face.

Suddenly, a childlike thought arose, and she imitated the pretty women on magazine covers, cupping her breasts with her hands in a seductive pose, seemingly desperate for sex. After looking at herself for a while, she felt it was indecent, chuckled, and quickly put on her clothes, ending her erotic solo show.

Xiao Gang returned home at midnight. He tiptoed into the room, only to find Shuyuan sitting upright on the sofa in the living room.

He said guiltily, "Mom, it's so late, aren't you asleep yet?"

Shuyuan said gently, "Xiaogang, even though it's summer vacation, you can't come back too late, otherwise Mom will worry."

Xiaogang grinned and agreed repeatedly, then slipped into his room.

Shuyuan wasn't going to let him off the hook, so she followed him in and spent a full hour finding out everything about her son's social life and where he played.

She also decided that tomorrow, being a weekend, she would take Xiaogang swimming, and he could also meet some of his best friends.

When Xiaogang heard that Shuyuan wanted to go swimming with him, he looked troubled. He said with difficulty, "Mom! No!

My classmates will laugh at me!"

He pleaded and begged for a long time before Shuyuan finally gave in.

She would still go, but she would pretend not to know Xiaogang and not greet him, so that his classmates wouldn't laugh at him for being immature and needing his mother to take him swimming.

Shuyuan's pale yellow swimsuit was a one-piece design, but with a novel streamlined shape, thin shoulder straps, and a very high slit at the waist, completely exposing her rounded, fair arms and making her full, straight legs appear even more shapely and slender. The tight-fitting swimsuit hugged her shapely, full figure, making her look exceptionally sexy and alluring under the summer sun.

Her appearance immediately attracted the attention of the men present, their gazes filled with a mixture of aggression and greed.

Graceful and charming, she had participated in the morning swimming club for many years and possessed excellent swimming skills. She confidently leaped into the water and easily swam two laps. However, the pool was crowded, making it difficult to fully enjoy herself, so after swimming for a while, she got up and lay down on a bench by the pool to rest and sunbathe.

She glanced around and saw Xiao Gang chatting animatedly with three boys of similar age, gesturing wildly. She couldn't help but chuckle.

It turned out that last night, Xiao Gang had told her his three best friends' nicknames: Big Head, Potato, and Pockmarked, and had briefly described their appearances.

Now, looking at them, she couldn't help but chuckle at how aptly the nicknames were; Big Head really did have a big head, Potato had a rustic look, and Pockmarked had a face full of acne. She didn't need Xiao Gang's introduction; she could easily recognize them just by their nicknames.

Shuyuan was in a lighthearted mood, while Xiao Gang was the opposite. He was both annoyed and conflicted because his three best friends were excitedly talking about his beautiful and sexy mother.

He was too embarrassed to say anything, so he could only offer half-hearted responses; the more inappropriate their conversation became, the more depressed he felt.

"Wow! That girl was so sexy, white skin, big boobs, the moment I saw her, my little brother got hard, I couldn't resist!"

"Damn! Me too! That girl just walked by the pool, and I was in the pool, looking up at her from below. Her swimsuit was wet, and I could see her slit down there so clearly, wow! My little brother almost burst!"

"What the hell is the point of you guys just looking? I deliberately swam up to her and groped her butt, wow! It's amazing, so soft and smooth, it was so incredibly satisfying!"

Xiao Gang got increasingly annoyed and said gruffly, "Come on! That girl is at least in her thirties, are you guys lacking in maternal love? Stop talking, let's go swimming!" Da Tou

glanced at him sideways and said mockingly, "Strange! You're usually the most lecherous, why are you acting so weird today? You don't know anything, girls this age are the best. If you don't know how, she'll teach you. Even if you accidentally get pregnant, they'll take care of it themselves. Damn! It's great, no side effects, and you can enjoy the warmth of maternal love, do you even understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them laughed so hard they fell over, and pushed Xiao Gang into the water. Xiao Gang took the opportunity to swim away, his heart filled with unspeakable bitterness and a belly full of shit.

He turned around and saw the three of them gathering again where his mother was lying. He was furious and cursed them countless times. He couldn't help but move closer to his mother's bedside, staring intently at his three lecherous friends, afraid that they might do something unpredictable and excessive to his mother in a moment of impulse.
April 17

(Tuesday)

Shuyuan was surprised to see Xiaogang looking so sullen. She asked softly, "What's wrong? Did you have a fight with your classmate? You were fine at the swimming pool, weren't you?"

Xiaogang remained silent with a sour face. After Shuyuan pressed him repeatedly, he finally blurted out, "It's all your fault!"

Shuyuan was confused and asked, "Why is it my fault? I pretended not to know you and I didn't greet you."

Xiaogang himself felt embarrassed to say it, so he could only say gruffly, "Oh! It's nothing! Mom, don't worry!"

Shuyuan looked suspiciously at her nearly 180cm tall son and thought to herself, "Are all teenage boys this strange?"

Xiaogang returned to his room, his mind filled with all sorts of random thoughts. Two years ago, after he started growing pubic hair, he began to develop an interest in women. Under the guidance of his best friend, he also started using pornographic websites. Because his family was wealthy and open-minded, his privacy was always valued, and with one computer per person, he didn't worry that his parents would discover his secret. The pictures and articles on the websites brought him much pleasure and fantasies, but he never associated his dignified and proper mother with these obscene and absurd things.

Today, in the swimming pool, through his best friend's eyes and lewd words, he was suddenly shocked to realize that his mother, whom he saw every day, was actually such a sexy, beautiful, mature, and charming woman.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and a strange, intense desire rose within him; he wanted to peep at his mother's voluptuous and sexy naked body. He quietly crouched by the bathroom door, peering up through the slanted bars below. Tension, excitement, and anticipation made his body tremble uncontrollably.

"My God! Those pictures I found online can't compare to my mother right in front of me. Her snow-white, tender skin is so smooth and alluring under the light; her full, firm breasts are so large and soft; her round, slender, white, and smooth legs have such gentle curves; her fleshy, round, and tender buttocks make him want to rush forward, hug her, and take a big bite."

At this moment, Shuyuan bent over to wash her hair, and her fresh, cherry-red vulva, like a delicious, fuzzy peach, clearly fell into his eyes. He couldn't help but recall the lewd words that Datou had said in the pool: "...Her slit down there looks so tight and tender, so dry! I wonder how good it would feel to put my little brother in there...."

Xiaogang returned to the bedroom, locked the door, and immediately took out his throbbing, hot penis. He vigorously masturbated, ejaculating three times in a row before calming his raging lust. He turned on his computer, went online, and immediately went to the incest section, searching for articles about mother-son relationships.

He quickly read a few articles, which aroused his desire again. Instantly, his young and strong penis rose sharply 180 degrees, pressing tightly against his hairy lower abdomen. He resumed masturbation, and within moments, he ejaculated twice more. Having released his pent-up lust, he went to bed and drifted off to sleep, his mind filled with lewd and obscene fantasies.

Shuyuan had no idea that her beloved son's state of mind would undergo such a dramatic change in just one day. Lying in bed, she recalled the day at the swimming pool, the lustful gazes cast upon her by boys of all ages, and couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. She thought, "I'm still as attractive as ever. Even Xiaogang's close friends are staring at me with lustful eyes. Sigh! Times have really changed. These teenagers, their eyes are filled with lewd lust. Are all kids of Generation Y like this? I wonder if Xiaogang is too…" Lost in thought, she drifted off into a sweet dream.

Xiao Gang's three best friends soon learned that the sexy woman in the pool that day was his mother. Embarrassed, they said to Xiao Gang, "Brother! Sorry! Ignorance is no excuse! If it weren't for your mom, you'd be just like us, lecherous. Okay, okay! Don't be angry! We'll let you see our moms too, just to make you feel bad!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Gang thought of Da Tou's extremely obese mother and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He punched Da Tou while laughing, "Who wants to see your mom? You can keep her at home and enjoy her yourself!"

Television and newspapers were reporting extensively on teenagers loitering and causing trouble during the summer vacation. Shu Yuan, seeing Xiao Gang often coming home late, felt a strange fear and therefore insisted that Xiao Gang be home before 8 pm to avoid her being alone at home in fear.

Xiao Gang and his best friends reconciled, but he couldn't disobey his mother's rules, so he often brought them home to play. When De Guang was home, students often came over, and everyone called Shu Yuan "Teacher's Wife." Following the old custom, the three of them also called her "Teacher's Wife, Teacher's Wife."

Shu Yuan, seeing the lively atmosphere with so many people, didn't object; sometimes, when she was in the mood, she would join the boys in their antics. After becoming familiar with them, although the three boys still took every opportunity to stare at her voluptuous body, over time, Shu Yuan no longer found their lewd and ambiguous gazes a big deal.

To show his sincerity, and also out of a desire to show off, Xiao Gang invited his three best friends to peep at his mother while she bathed. The four of them were consumed by lust and inexplicable impulses, and each time they watched, they would gather in Xiao Gang's room to masturbate together. The dignified and virtuous Shu Yuan was unaware that she had become the object of the sexual fantasies of four boys, including her only son, Xiao Gang.

After their spying session that day, the four of them locked the door again and started shooting at each other inside. When they got excited, they couldn't help but mutter some lewd words. After all, sharing is worse than enjoying alone. When Xiao Gang heard his best friend's obscene fantasies about his mother, he not only didn't find it offensive, but instead felt an unusually excited and perverse thrill.

At this moment, Da Tou said with a suggestive smile, "Xiao Gang! I really admire you! You can still resist having such a sexy mom around all day. If it were me, I would have raped her long ago!"

Under the influence of pornographic videos and his best friend's instigation, Xiao Gang actually developed the idea of having sex with Shu Yuan. He increasingly wanted to possess Shu Yuan, so he started to find all sorts of reasons to refuse his best friend's requests to come to the house to continue spying on Shu Yuan while she was taking a bath. Although the three of them were dissatisfied, they were helpless, after all, she was not their mother.

That day, the three of them left Xiao Gang behind, gathered together, and began to complain about Xiao Gang. Big Head, full of ideas, told Pockmarked Potato to shut up. He said, "We shouldn't blame Xiao Gang. He's already being very kind by letting us peek..."

Before he could finish, Pockmarked Potato interrupted, "Damn it! He just wants to sleep with his mom and is afraid we'll get in the way."

Big Head said, "Listen to me, you bastard! If you had such a sexy mom and your dad wasn't home, wouldn't you want to sleep with her?" He paused and added, "Our most important thing right now is to help Xiao Gang sleep with his mom. Once he's done it, we might have a chance too."

Pockmarked Potato's eyes widened, and they exclaimed in unison, "How is that possible?" Big Head shook his head and said, "How can you guys be so stupid? If he really sleeps with his mom, isn't he afraid of others finding out? Okay! Even if he's not afraid, isn't his mom afraid too? As long as we get something on her, even if she doesn't want us to sleep with her, hehe! That won't work." He then let out a lewd laugh.

The three men, upon thinking of Shuyuan's beautiful body, became extremely excited and started chattering away.

"Damn! If I were really allowed to do it, I'd suck those two big, white, tender breasts first.

Damn! Just thinking about those breasts makes my dick hard as a steel bar..."

"Hehe! I'd lick her pretty toes first. Damn! You guys probably didn't notice, her toes are incredibly beautiful, each nail is white with a hint of pink like jade, damn! They look so incredibly sexy, oh my! Just thinking about it makes me ecstatic..."

"Damn! You guys are really wasting a gem, do you even know how to do it? Of course, you kiss her first, then lick her genitals, and finally stick your hard little dick into her warm, wet, tender, smooth, soft hole..."

Potato, before Big Head could finish, blushed and shouted, "Damn! Stop talking! You're going to spray all over your pants if you keep going."

The three of them laughed and happily went to Big Head's house to watch porn!

(III)

Deguang has been abroad for over two months, and Shuyuan's healthy and mature body inevitably experiences some physical desires.

"Women value affection, men value desire," and in the early days of their marriage, her need for sex was far less than her desire for affection; sex was mostly initiated by Deguang, with her passively complying. But in recent years, whether it's truly "thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger," or Deguang's age and declining energy, she has become the one who initiates more often. Although Deguang still performs diligently, deep down, she always feels unsatisfied.

Now that Deguang is abroad, even the meager comfort is gone, and her accumulated hunger has grown even stronger. Sometimes, when impulsive, she really wants to go to places like Friday's Eve restaurants for some wild fun; but when she remembers her status as a professor's wife and a bank assistant manager, she suppresses the thought. After all, some things can only be thought about, not actually done.

Online chatting fills her emptiness and helps her pass the time. In the virtual world, she could indulge in unrestrained debauchery. The bold and explicit provocative language online, to some extent, relieved her long-suppressed desires. She even had a strong urge to try the currently rampant one-night stands.

Xiao Gang analyzed articles about mother-son relationships one by one and compared them with real life. He found that articles were just articles; applying them to real life would be extremely difficult and impractical. Drug use, rape, seduction—they sounded so real, but would they actually work? Even if they did succeed by chance, what would the consequences be? After much deliberation, he concluded that simply peeping at his mother while she bathed was the most practical and safest option.

School was about to start, and Xiao Gang, taking advantage of the last Sunday of summer vacation, made plans to go to Tamsui with his best friends. Before leaving, he received a call from Tudou saying he had acute gastroenteritis and couldn't go. Da Tou snatched the phone and started teasing Tudou, then laughed, "It's better you stay home and recover, otherwise you're so rustic, it's embarrassing to be with you."

Xiao Gang and Ma Zi laughed heartily, and the three of them, joking around, boarded the MRT to Tamsui.

When Tudou arrived at Xiao Gang's house, Shu Yuan asked in surprise, "Didn't you and Xiao Gang agree to go to Tamsui together?"

Tudou replied, "Madam, I lied to them and said I had gastroenteritis, so I didn't go."

Shu Yuan asked, puzzled, "Why?"

"I need your help, Master's wife, but I don't want them to know, so I made up a lie to deceive them."

Shuyuan was even more confused upon hearing this and couldn't help but ask, "What kind of help do you need, Master's wife? Do you need money?"

Potato confidently replied, "Master's wife, I don't lack money. I'm here today to ask you to treat my illness."

Shuyuan became increasingly bewildered and couldn't help but say, "Master's wife works at a bank, not a hospital. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Potato, with an earnest expression, fluently uttered a strange statement that made Shuyuan both laugh and cry: "Master's wife, don't be nervous, listen to me slowly. I don't know why, but since I was little, I've liked looking at beautiful women's feet... I went..." "I've looked it up. The book says this is called foot fetish. Ever since I saw my teacher's wife's feet, I've felt that the most beautiful feet in the world are hers; I think about her feet all the time, and I can't concentrate on anything else."

He glanced at Shuyuan and continued, "I've read some psychology books, and they say that unless you can completely satisfy your desires even once, you'll never be cured. So I've come today to ask my teacher's wife to let me lick her beautiful feet, just once. I hope she can help me fulfill my wish and cure my heartache." As soon as he finished speaking, he knelt down in front of Shuyuan.

Shuyuan was utterly bewildered. Goosebumps rose all over her body, and she was stunned for a moment, not knowing where to hide those most beautiful feet in the world.

At this moment, Potato put on a pitiful look and pleaded, "Master's wife, you must help me, or I won't get up!"

Shuyuan, after his repeated pleas, didn't know what to do. Besides, although his attitude was humble, his eyes revealed a resolute determination to achieve his goal. This Potato was at least 175 centimeters tall and quite burly. She couldn't afford to anger him while she was home alone; otherwise, she would be the one who suffered. So, she could only helplessly say, "Potato, you said you'd only vomit once!"

Upon hearing this, Potato was overjoyed and repeatedly said, "Master's wife! I swear! Just once, just once!"

Potato reached out and picked up Shuyuan's feet. Shuyuan was startled and said, "Wait a minute, let me wash my feet first." Potato impatiently said, "No need, no need, licking the original flavor is best!" After saying this, he solemnly began his solemn and bizarre oral pilgrimage.

Shuyuan wore a short skirt, and to prevent any accidental exposure, she hurriedly squeezed her thighs together. However, Tudou knelt in front of her and lifted her calves, so no matter how she tried to cover herself, glimpses of her underwear still occasionally reached Tudou's reddened eyes.

Shuyuan's feet had a healthy, rosy complexion, and her slender, smooth toes were well-proportioned and tightly closed. Her pink, jade-like nails were neatly and translucently attached to her feet. Her entire sole was soft, smooth, and flawless. This was partly due to her natural beauty, and partly due to her consistent daily care.

Potato's solemn and dignified manner as he licked her toes moved even the initially helpless Shuyuan. He licked them gently, like a child eating a lollipop, one by one. His meticulousness was such that even the smallest speck of dirt under her fingernails couldn't escape his skillful tongue. Shuyuan's initial bewilderment and fear were gradually replaced by a strange pleasure emanating from her feet.

That peculiar, itchy sensation, progressing from shallow to deep, was like scratching and pinching, like insects crawling and ants scurrying.

Shuyuan felt a tingling, bone-deep numbing sensation that quickly and intensely spread from her toes to her genitals. The inexplicable itching almost made her want to reach out and touch her already moist vulva; but with Potato right in front of her, how could she do such an indecent and provocative thing?

With great effort, her originally dignified sitting posture unconsciously shifted to a supine position, and her tightly closed legs gradually parted. The sensation grew increasingly intense and acute, and she couldn't help but let out a seductive moan.

Her snow-white thighs were almost completely exposed, and her white panties were nearly soaked. But Potato, still reverent, showed no sign of stopping; instead, he gently nibbled at Shuyuan's delicate white toes with his teeth. This made Shuyuan even more unbearable. She twisted her body rapidly, pulling her legs away. Potato, caught off guard, had her jade-like feet slip from his grasp.

Potato suddenly stood up, pulling down his sweatpants. Shuyuan was shocked—he wasn't wearing underwear! His erect penis, though not long, was as thick as a ham. Shuyuan was terrified, staring at him in fear.

Potato's eyes were bloodshot, and he said hoarsely, "Teacher's wife, I'm sorry! I really couldn't hold back. But don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you. I just need you to use your feet to help me."

Faced with the tall, muscular Potato, Shuyuan could only passively obey, but she couldn't help but wonder, how could she use her feet?

Potato sat on the coffee table opposite Shuyuan, instructing her to lean back against his groin, raise and bend her legs, spreading them apart with the soles of her feet facing each other, and place them between his groin to clamp his thick penis. Then he grasped Shuyuan's soft feet and slowly rubbed and massaged them.

Shuyuan felt the hot, throbbing penis between her feet trembling and swelling, the rough pubic hair tickling her soles; this strange, unprecedented method brought her a unique and wonderful sensation. It was as if her soles and vagina had developed a magical interchangeable function; she felt as if Potato's thick penis was inserted into her vagina, and her lower body convulsed, emitting a special pleasure only felt during intercourse.

Potato's hands gripped her feet harder and harder, and the rubbing became faster and faster; suddenly, Potato

let out a low growl, "Ah..." and a powerful stream of semen gushed out; Shuyuan also shivered, shuddered, and simultaneously reached orgasm.

But a single release wasn't enough for the energetic teenager. Potato's thick penis, still hard even before it had fully softened, was already erect again, his lustful eyes searching for the base of Shuyuan's fair thighs. Because Shuyuan was still in the same position, her legs were wide open, and her tightly wrapped, soaked white panties clearly revealed her dark pubic hair and the tender, narrow cleft.

Although Potato had a strange fetish for feet, it didn't mean he was uninterested in other parts of a woman's body; he stared intently at Shuyuan's snow-white thighs and the almost transparent panties, his eyes gleaming with a strange light. Still basking in the afterglow, Shuyuan felt fear, but also knew she couldn't offer any real resistance; she stared blankly at the thick penis, unsure whether to resist or simply accept it.

A sudden, urgent doorbell ring startled Potato, who was aroused, and also rescued Shuyuan from her predicament. Potato's expression changed drastically; he hurriedly pulled up his pants and ran out the door.

Shuyuan picked up the intercom; it turned out to be a delivery from the courier company. After finishing, she immediately went into the bathroom and washed herself thoroughly, especially her feet, which she scrubbed at least ten times. That night, lying in bed, Potato's strange behavior and his thick penis still lingered in her mind.

(IV)

After Xiaogang started school, his studies became heavy, and he no longer brought his best friend home. The shadow of the Potato incident gradually faded from Shuyuan's heart, but the 9.21 earthquake brought new problems.

That night, a violent earthquake woke Shuyuan from her sleep. She screamed in panic and ran towards Xiaogang's room; Xiaogang woke up from his dream and immediately ran towards the sound as well. The two collided in the darkness.

Living on the 12th floor, the two were tossed about like a ship caught in a giant wave, unable to stand. The sounds of falling furniture, shattering glass, and the tearing of steel bars inside the walls terrified them, causing them to cling tightly to each other, trembling uncontrollably. The powerful tremor lasted for nearly a minute, yet felt endless.

After the earthquake, Shuyuan was like a frightened bird, afraid to sleep alone, and Xiaogang happily went along with it, staying with his mother.

Wave after wave of aftershocks struck, and Shuyuan was almost driven to the brink of collapse. She clung tightly to Xiaogang, refusing to let go, and Xiaogang, in turn, embraced his mother, taking the opportunity to enjoy the unique tenderness emanating from her mature body.

In the chaos, Xiaogang was only wearing underwear, and Shuyuan was only wearing a tight cotton thong under her thin robe. Their skin was pressed together, nestled close. Shuyuan was too terrified to care about anything else; instead, she felt a great sense of security in her son's strong arms and drifted off to sleep.

Xiao Gang, however, was different. Shuyuan's body exuded a delicate fragrance, and her soft, smooth skin made his young penis already hard and erect, pressing tightly against her soft belly.

The exquisite, smooth touch aroused an irresistible desire in him, arousing his youthful vigor. He naturally and slightly moved his lower body, rubbing his hard, thick penis against Shuyuan's tender lower body. Shuyuan seemed to sense this in her sleep, turning her body so her back was to him, and his penis instead pressed against her large, soft, rounded buttocks.

Driven by male instinct, he naturally placed his hand on Shuyuan's full breasts and gently caressed them. Having never touched a woman's body before, the subtle and strange tactile pleasure he experienced almost felt unreal; he even wondered if he was dreaming.

His penis rubbed against her fleshy buttocks, while his hands touched his mother's soft, tender breasts. Soon, a large amount of semen spurted out. At that moment, another strong aftershock struck, startling Shuyuan awake. She felt Xiaogang clinging to her tightly, trembling, and then realized her buttocks were wet.

She instinctively thought that Xiaogang had probably wet himself from the shock, so she suppressed her panic, turned around, hugged Xiaogang, pressed his head against her full breasts, and patted his back, saying, "Xiaogang, don't be afraid, it'll be alright soon."

The aftershocks continued for over a week, causing widespread anxiety, so Xiaogang slept with Shuyuan every night.

For him, this was a golden opportunity; although he had little experience with illicit affairs, he had accumulated many tricks from visiting pornographic websites. The simplest trick was to pretend to be asleep, then deliberately turn over and hug and touch his mother. This trick always worked; even if his penis became erect and his mother noticed, she would think it was a natural physiological reaction in her sleep and wouldn't blame him.

Xiao Gang could pretend to be asleep, and so could Shuyuan.

These past few days, out of fear, mother and son slept side-by-side. In his sleep, Xiao Gang would often turn over and hug her, sending a strange shiver down her spine.

Although she was awake, she pretended to be asleep, afraid to move. The well-developed Xiao Gang had thick, bushy leg hair, a long and thick genital, and a strong, youthful male scent. Under his tight embrace, Shuyuan felt a strong, inexplicable desire rise within her.

While feigning sleep, Xiao Gang would often touch her sensitive areas; the rubbing and caressing made it hard for her to believe that these were unconscious actions in his sleep. But even so, how could she expose him? Besides, those actions also aroused her thirsty body, and subconsciously, she couldn't bear to give them up.

Therefore, in this situation, whenever Xiao Gang pretended to be asleep and made advances on her, she would naturally and secretly cooperate. Several times, Xiao Gang rubbed his hard penis against her genitals, and she would press herself tightly against him and wriggle her genitals. As a result, Xiao Gang would ejaculate comfortably in his pants, and she would also reach orgasm in a roundabout way.

Watching Xiao Gang's disheveled appearance as he got up in the middle of the night to change his underwear, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself: "That brat Xiao Gang, daring to pretend to be asleep and take advantage of his mother, serves him right for getting his pants wet, what a little pervert!"

Xiao Gang, unaware that Shu Yuan already knew he was pretending to be asleep, continued to use the same trick from time to time. He thought to himself, "Mom is sleeping so soundly, I can hug and touch her like this and she doesn't wake up; the best part is that Mom's body twists and turns in her sleep, making me feel incredibly good, it's so amazing!"

Habits became second nature, and the two seemed to have become addicted without realizing it; although the aftershocks were barely noticeable, Xiao Gang still insisted on sleeping with Shu Yuan. Since Shu Yuan hadn't asked him to go back, he was happy to continue

playing dumb. Now, if Xiao Gang didn't touch Shu Yuan for a day, he would be listless all day; and if Shu Yuan didn't let Xiao Gang hug and cuddle her, she would toss and turn, unable to fall asleep.

The mother and son, each reserved yet harboring their own secrets, dared not cross the line, yet neither wanted this ambiguous and inappropriate behavior to end.

Xiao Gang continued to spy on Shuyuan while she bathed, and Shuyuan, upon discovering this, pretended not to notice. Instead, with the mindset of a mother teasing her child, she deliberately exposed her voluptuous and sensual parts to the best viewing position; that subtle, immoral sense of exposure filled a strange kind of satisfaction deep within her heart.

Under these circumstances, Xiao Gang, too, was aroused and thoroughly enjoying himself.

That day, Shuyuan had a social engagement and didn't return home until after 10 PM. She found the main bathroom door closed but heard no water, which surprised her; since there were two and a half bathrooms in the house, she usually didn't use the main one for toilet use.

After changing into her casual clothes, she saw the bathroom door still closed and couldn't help but wonder what Xiao Gang was doing inside. Suddenly, she heard rapid breathing. She wanted to ask, but a thought crossed her mind, and she instead crouched down to peek inside. What she saw made her face flush red, her heart pounding, and she froze, unable to move.

Xiao Gang was inside, completely naked, masturbating. Shuyuan had been peeking when he was on the verge of ejaculation. She saw him gripping his thick, long penis with his left hand, stroking it rapidly, while his right hand held a pair of Shuyuan's unwashed white underwear, which he held to his nose to smell. In an instant, he clenched his hips and thrust forward, a thick stream of semen shooting out, spraying onto the bathroom wall.

Shuyuan was deeply shaken. In the past, when they embraced, she had felt that Xiao Gang's penis was thick and long, but she had never actually seen it. Now, seeing it for the first time, she truly understood what a "long spear" meant.

The time Potato exposed his penis had already surprised her, but compared to Xiao Gang's, its thickness was incomparable, and as for its length, it was undoubtedly insignificant. She couldn't help but think, "If something like Xiao Gang's were inside me, wouldn't that be..."

Shuyuan overlooked the intense sexual desires of teenagers and underestimated her own hidden desires. Like all successful women, she was full of confidence and overestimated her ability to control herself.

On Sunday, Xiao Gang returned from the bookstore to find Shuyuan napping. She lay curled up on her side, hugging the blanket, her robe rolled up, exposing her buttocks and thighs; her pure white silk panties clung tightly to her round, fleshy, and tender buttocks, making her indescribably alluring.

Seeing her seductive sleeping posture, Xiao Gang couldn't help but feel aroused. He quietly crouched beside the bed, bringing his face close to Shuyuan's body, carefully examining and admiring her.

His mother's shapely, full legs were flawless, smooth, and fair, without a single scar or even a pore. They were pinker than silk and whiter than ivory, captivating Xiao Gang. His gaze

moved upwards, landing on the bulge at the base of her thighs. There, beneath her underwear, was a patch of dark skin with a few pubic hairs standing out, highlighting the snow-white skin.

He couldn't resist bringing his nose to his nose and inhaling. A slightly pungent, alluring scent instantly ignited his burning desire. He quickly stripped off his clothes and moved naked close to his mother.

Shuyuan, awakened by Xiao Gang's caresses, remained asleep, her eyes closed. When she realized he was completely naked, she was shocked but hesitated to stop him. After all, her son was grown, and being naked made her, as his mother, feel embarrassed.

Just as she hesitated, Xiao Gang suddenly lifted her buttocks and quickly pulled off her panties. Since she habitually slept without a bra, she was practically naked except for a thin nightgown. Wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing to wake up suddenly in this situation? Therefore, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue pretending to be asleep.

Seeing that things were going unusually smoothly, Xiao Gang was overjoyed. He leaned down and his lips pressed against Shuyuan's vulva, licking it vigorously. Shuyuan hadn't experienced this in a long time, and instantly felt as if she had been electrocuted. Her lower body experienced a mixture of numbness, itching, soreness, tingling, and pleasure—a truly indescribable ecstasy.

But she knew in her heart that if things continued like this, the situation would be out of control. So she pretended to wake up, struggled violently, and shouted, "Xiao Gang! What are you doing!"

But Xiao Gang was already burning with lust and couldn't control himself; he was ready to go at any moment. Although he heard Shu Yuan's shouts, he ignored them and instead forcefully pressed down on Shu Yuan's swaying legs, licking her already wet vulva even more frantically.

Her sensitive areas were being invaded, and she was almost unable to move from pleasure. Her whole body went limp, and her lower body leaked a lot of lustful fluid, her vulva was wet and slippery, ready for intercourse.

Rationally, she knew this was an absolutely forbidden and sinful act, but her sensitive body had already naturally extended an invitation. Her hands, which were pounding on Xiao Gang, became weaker and weaker, and her reproachful voice was intermittently mixed with moans of pleasure.

Her beloved son was about to use his thick, strong penis to re-explore the mysterious cave that he hadn't had time to explore when he was born!

(V)

Xiao Gang, his lust raging, ignored his mother's scolding and resistance. He used his brute force to grab Shu Yuan's struggling legs and forcefully press them towards her face.

Shu Yuan's body folded up as if practicing yoga, her shapely, long legs pressed tightly against her sides. She could no longer resist, nor could she move at all.

This position completely exposed Shu Yuan's vulva, her labia tightly parted, her dark pubic hair glistening with slippery vaginal fluid.

Xiao Gang saw his mother's small vulva, tender and cherry-red, her pubic hair jet black and glossy, her skin as white as snow, her vagina faintly visible; the entire area shimmered with a crystal-clear sheen, a perfect blend of black, white, and red—a truly beautiful natural painting.

For a moment, he couldn't bear to disrupt that harmonious perfection, so he didn't rush to penetrate. Instead, he moved his enormous penis, like a paintbrush, along the slippery crevice, making parallel movements.

Lubricated by her juices, his hot, thick penis smoothly slid along Shuyuan's buttocks and vulva, reaching her sensitive clitoris. After only a few repetitions, Shuyuan was burning with desire, unable to contain herself.

Her face was flushed, her eyes hazy, her lips slightly parted, and she breathed heavily, her brows and eyes brimming with spring-like allure—truly an indescribably seductive and alluring sight.

Seeing his mother display such unprecedented charm, Xiaogang's love and lust ignited simultaneously, fierce and uncontrollable.

He could no longer hold back. As his glans slid to her vulva, he adjusted his angle and turned downwards. With a soft "plop," his hard, thick penis finally parted her tender labia and thrust deeply into Shuyuan's empty, lonely, and extremely thirsty wet and tender orifice.

Xiao Gang thrust deep and tightly, his penis completely enveloped by the tender flesh, leaving no gaps. His young shaft moved perfectly within the ripe, moist vagina, like a fish in water.

He felt the warmth, wetness, tightness, and slipperiness inside; for a moment, all the nerve cells in his body seemed to concentrate on his penis, allowing him to fully experience the intoxicating pleasure of entering a woman's body.

Shuyuan's reason and body were in intense conflict. Her reason clearly understood how immoral and unacceptable incest between mother and son was; she also knew that she absolutely could not let Xiao Gang cross this line, otherwise, the consequences would be dire.

But her sensitive body did the opposite, not only releasing copious amounts of vaginal fluid, preparing for intercourse, but also repeatedly using itching, tingling, and other sensory stimulations to force her to submit.

She felt as if she had been split in two; one half forced her to resist, while the other half compelled her to indulge in lust. The two sides were locked in a stalemate, but the intrusion of an external force shifted the balance.

Xiao Gang's thick, long penis entered her body with lightning speed, bringing a multitude of sensations that were indescribable.

Stinging, itching, swelling, fullness—all converged into a completely new feeling. This strange sensation made her feel like she was floating on air, her soul soaring to the heavens, and it also ignited a strong desire and longing for what followed. Her reason finally collapsed completely.

At this moment, Xiao Gang released his restraining hands, and her body regained its freedom. His hot, thick penis stretched her vagina until it swelled, the trembling glans striking her cervix like a drumstick. An excruciating pleasure spread from the inside out, and she was so comfortable that she almost forgot where she was. But the remaining rationality also brought her unparalleled shame. Overwhelmed by these complex and contradictory emotions, crystal tears slid down her pretty cheeks.

Xiao Gang began to thrust, and Shuyuan sobbed, stammering, "No...

Gang... no... ah... Gang..."

But her plump, beautiful arms clung tightly to Xiao Gang, her snow-white thighs raised high, which was undoubtedly a further provocation for him.

He thrust wildly, reaching the brink of ejaculation in moments; after all, being young and inexperienced, he still needed to train his stamina.

With each powerful thrust, Shuyuan felt waves of pleasure wash over her; she was about to reach the peak of ecstasy under the impact of her son's young penis.

But at that moment, the penis suddenly trembled, spurting out a large amount of hot semen, and gradually went soft. Shuyuan was like a starving person forced to wear a mask despite having delicious food in front of her; the discomfort was unbearable. She suddenly arched her back and twisted her hips, thrusting wildly, and weakly moaned, "Little... Gang... wait... a... moment... just... a... moment!"

Seeing Shuyuan's uncontrollable seductive state, Xiao Gang wished he could thrust his penis for hundreds more rounds, but the body's natural functions were beyond his control. His penis, which could ejaculate repeatedly on ordinary days, now defied him and went soft. Seeing his mother's unsatisfied and sad expression, he felt annoyed and ashamed, feeling that this was the greatest disgrace of his life.

Unsatisfied with her desire, Shuyuan suddenly rolled over, seized Xiaogang's limp penis, and took it into her mouth. She sucked and licked with all her might, and in no time, the penis became erect again. She impatiently straddled him, reached out and grasped his penis, her white, tender buttocks thrusting forward, swallowing the thick penis completely.

Shuyuan's boiling lust drove her to unconsciously act wantonly; her soft, slender waist twisted quickly and powerfully, her full, round buttocks rotating and thrusting incessantly; Xiaogang felt his penis sinking into the hot, tender flesh, constantly being rubbed and squeezed, his glans feeling as if a small mouth was forcefully sucking it; he grasped Shuyuan's swaying, tender white breasts and began to knead them vigorously.

The intense climax finally arrived, the overwhelming and irresistible pleasure causing Shuyuan to tremble uncontrollably. She lunged forward, tightly embracing Xiaogang, her lips pressing against his shoulder, biting down hard.

Xiaogang felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, but his lower body felt an indescribable pleasure; the contrasting sensations caused him to ejaculate again. Looking at his mother's beautiful face, displaying the hysterical, teeth-gritting seductive look of extreme satisfaction, he couldn't help but feel a surge of proud accomplishment. Blood dripped from the

corner of Shuyuan's mouth, and in Xiaogang's eyes, his mother appeared unusually mature, charming, alluring, and sexy.

After the passion subsided, Shuyuan was overwhelmed by regret, shame, and guilt. She sobbed softly, unable to look Xiaogang in the eye; looking at her beloved son's shoulder with its indelible teeth marks, she couldn't help but tenderly lick it with her tongue.

Looking at his mother's charming expression and sexy naked body, Xiao Gang's lower body involuntarily hardened again. He stroked his mother's fair and plump buttocks, and his desire arose again.

(VI)

Shuyuan and Xiao Gang, mother and son, both felt somewhat awkward after that day when they broke the taboo of morality. Before Shuyuan could speak, Xiao Gang obediently moved back to his own room; and Shuyuan, in order to avoid being alone with Xiao Gang, often stayed out late and did not return until late at night. Even when the two met, Shuyuan tried to avoid looking directly into Xiao Gang's pleading eyes.

After only a week, Xiao Gang felt he couldn't stand it anymore. He thought to himself, "Although I took advantage of my mother's sleep that day to steal the forbidden fruit, my mother was obviously very comfortable. Why is she so indifferent afterward? And deliberately avoiding me?"

The young man did not know the complexity and seriousness of the problem. He simply thought that his mother no longer loved him and had changed her mind. Therefore, he couldn't help but feel resentment towards Shuyuan.

Shuyuan's feelings were conflicted and complex. The frenzied passion of that day had given her an unprecedented carnal feast. Xiaogang's young, animalistic body had completely satisfied her physiological needs. The feeling of fulfillment and pleasure made her tremble involuntarily at the mere thought of it.

Although a week had passed, her sensitive and mature body still vividly remembered Xiaogang's large, masculine symbol; especially her vagina, which had received his thick penis, constantly reminded her with an overwhelming emptiness, "It's time to feed me again!"

But she was, after all, Xiaogang's mother! How could she disregard shame and continue this incestuous act? Moreover, she also bore most of the responsibility for Xiaogang's impulsive behavior, due to her intentional or unintentional provocation and indulgence. Therefore, although her desire was stronger than before, she had to forcibly suppress it to avoid making another grave mistake.

Xiaogang had no idea of the many concerns in his mother's heart. He simply thought that his young body needed the comfort of his mother's mature body.

Having already experienced his mother's captivating charm, he desperately longed to embrace her naked, full, sensual, and fair body again.

His mother's deliberate aloofness these past few days had fueled his burning desire, making him unable to bear it any longer. He thought to himself, "No matter what, I must be with my mother again tonight..."

Shuyuan, having finished her bath, entered her room to prepare for bed when Xiaogang burst in, wearing only his underwear. He angrily said, "Mom! Why are you avoiding me? Don't you love me anymore?"

Seeing his hurt and angry expression, Shuyuan softened and gently said, "Xiaogang! Don't worry, how could Mom not love you? I've just been so busy lately..."

Before she could finish, Xiaogang interrupted her excitedly, retorting indignantly, "Nonsense! You're not busy! You clearly hate me, you don't like me!" As he spoke, he began to sob.

Seeing him, such a grown man, still crying like a child, Shuyuan was both amused and annoyed. She immediately adopted a stern mother's tone and said earnestly, "Xiaogang! You're not a little kid anymore, you should be more sensible. There are some things I can't say, but we are mother and son, you understand that, right?"

Xiao Gang wouldn't listen at all. He shouted stubbornly, "I don't care! I want Mom to love me like she did that day." Shu Yuan hadn't expected him to make such a direct request. Her face turned red, and she stammered, unable to speak.

Seeing this, Xiao Gang pressed on, "Mom is biased! She only loves Dad and not Xiao Gang. Otherwise, why can Dad hug Mom but I can't?"

Shu Yuan was annoyed by his twisted logic and said, "How can you be like this? Mom and Dad are husband and wife, and you and Mom are mother and son. How can a mother and son do what husband and wife do together?"

Xiao Gang retorted, "Why not? Didn't we do it last time? You were quite comfortable!"

Shu Yuan was furious. He was arguing about something everyone knew and took for granted. What was even more infuriating was that he was using the previous incident to mock her. He was really taking advantage of her and acting innocent.

Therefore, she said unhappily, "No means no! Don't say anymore! Get out!"

Seeing Shuyuan angry, Xiaogang was even more dissatisfied. On the one hand, he felt embarrassed, and on the other hand, he really coveted his mother's mature body. Judging from his mother's tone, there was definitely no hope for him tonight.

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became. In a moment of impulse, he pushed Shuyuan onto the bed and then pressed down on her. Shuyuan was shocked and struggled desperately, but how could she resist Xiaogang's strength?

In no time, Shuyuan's nightgown and underwear were torn off. She stared naked at her only son, who was in heat like a stud horse, and was terrified. In desperation, she grabbed the bedside lamp and smashed it on Xiaogang's head with a bang. Xiaogang's body swayed and he fell onto the bed on the spot.

Staring at her motionless son, Shuyuan was utterly terrified. After a long pause, she reached out to touch Xiaogang's nose, and to her horror, she nearly fainted—Xiaogang wasn't breathing! She frantically pressed her ear to Xiaogang's chest, hearing a rapid, thumping sound; his heart was still beating strongly.

Having previously attended CPR workshops at the bank, she immediately began mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Shuyuan never imagined that Xiaogang, besides feigning sleep, could

also play dead; as she breathed into his mouth, he suddenly grabbed her, his tongue slipping into her mouth. This series of unexpected events completely shattered her tense nerves. She trembled all over, utterly devoid of the strength and will to resist.

Xiaogang, having succeeded in his scheme, kissed his mother's soft lips and sucked on her sweet, smooth tongue, utterly smug.

Unexpectedly, he didn't anticipate his mother's renewed resistance. He leisurely and wantonly molested her mature, voluptuous, naked body; he kneaded her soft, full breasts, caressed her rounded, slender legs, and licked her wet, luscious vulva. His masculine instincts surged, and his latent bestiality reached its peak. He spread Shuyuan's thighs, aimed his thick, long penis at her wet, tender, soft, and slippery vulva, and with a thrust of his hips, he plunged it in hard, precise, straight, and solid.

Shuyuan's mind went blank; the intense emotional turmoil she had just experienced left her still shaken. First, Xiaogang had lost his mind and forcibly violated her; then, Xiaogang had been knocked down, seemingly dead; suddenly, Xiaogang had risen from the dead, embracing her and making advances.

This series of events left her exhausted, as if she were trapped in a dreamlike illusion, temporarily incapacitated.

But the constant stimulation and teasing of her sensitive areas also helped calm her emotions; she gradually relaxed, and her physiological reactions returned to normal; her lower body secreted vaginal fluids, and waves of sensuality slowly rippled. Suddenly, a burning, tingling, swollen, and itchy sensation gathered in her lower body. In an instant, Xiao Gang entered Shuyuan's body again, taking the place of her father and forcibly possessing her sexy, voluptuous, mature, and beautiful mother. Shuyuan, who

had lost her virginity to her beloved son again, silently enjoyed Xiao Gang's vigorous labor while thinking to herself, "Xiao Gang is so strong and impulsive; he will definitely continue to pester me in the future. If I don't comply with him, I might get into trouble. Anyway, I had my tubal ligation done a year ago, so I don't have to worry about getting pregnant. I might as well go all out and enjoy myself; it will save me the trouble

of worrying." Xiao Gang began to thrust, and Shuyuan's vagina opened and closed with each thrust. The feeling of tightness and suction made Xiao Gang feel that his penis and his mother's tender vagina were a match made in heaven, their cooperation so perfect and harmonious.

The sounds of thrusting, rapid breathing, and seductive moans filled the room with an atmosphere of debauchery and lust. The large mirror on the dressing table reflected a scene of boundless spring.

A boy, still somewhat immature, was passionately making love with a mature and beautiful woman. The boy was exceptionally gifted, the woman naturally beautiful; his thrusts were powerful, his moans alluring.

The woman's skin was as white as snow, her allure surpassing even that of Pan Jinlian; her fair thighs were raised high, swaying gently, her face radiating a seductive, alluring charm.

Xiao Gang noticed that Shuyuan's eyes were glazed, her face flushed, her lips slightly parted, and her breath coming in short gasps—clearly she was nearing climax. He roused himself and thrust harder. Shuyuan felt a warm, tingling sensation rising deep within her; she knew that the excruciating, soul-stirring pleasure was about to begin. She leaped up, embracing Xiao Gang, her lower body grinding and throbbing wildly.

In no time, pleasure exploded like an atomic bomb, blasting her into a carnal climax. She felt as if she were floating on clouds, drifting into a boundless, ethereal paradise of pleasure.

Xiao Gang gently kissed Shuyuan's cherry lips, slowly stroking her hair, behaving like a perfectly devoted lover. Shuyuan lazily reveled in the afterglow of her climax, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She never imagined she would lose her virginity to her own son, let alone that Xiao Gang would surpass his father in sexual matters, bringing her unparalleled orgasms. With Xiao Gang's newfound enjoyment, this situation was bound to continue, meaning she could frequently enjoy his young penis. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but blush.

Xiao Gang rubbed Shuyuan's large, white breasts and said coquettishly, "Mom! Were you comfortable just now? Do you like Dad's or mine?" As he asked, he placed his large penis in Shuyuan's hand.

Shuyuan glanced at him sideways and said softly and charmingly, "What do you think?"

With Shuyuan's tacit approval, Xiao Gang fully utilized his youthful energy, not only making Shuyuan feel like she was in heaven every night, but also pestering her anytime and anywhere on holidays for his lewd pleasure; in the living room, on the kitchen counter, on the toilet, in the bathroom bathtub, on the study desk, and even on the back balcony, whenever he was in the mood, he would immediately embrace Shuyuan and indulge in lust.

As a result, Shuyuan also changed her clothing habits. Whenever she was at home, she would not wear underwear, so as not to let Xiao Gang tear it in his eagerness and have to buy new ones.

Nourished by Xiao Gang's youthful love juice, Shuyuan's skin became even more delicate, and her tone and expression became more charming. She exuded a strong feminine aura, and her brows radiated happiness. Her colleagues knew that her husband was far away in the United States, and they couldn't help but tease her, asking if she was having an affair. Otherwise, how could she present such a special and charming charm like a woman in love? Shuyuan always smiled without answering...

Home Rhapsody

I unlocked the door, returning to the warmth of my family after a hard day's work.

"Darling," my wife greeted me with a smile. She was wearing a simple white dress, her black hair tied in a ponytail that swayed with her steps. "You seem to be particularly late today."

"Yes, I was discussing with a student until very late," I said, the faint pleasure from raping the tender flesh of the female student still lingering in my lower body.

"Discuss?" My wife suddenly covered her mouth and giggled, a faint blush rising on her face. "With this naughty thing?" Her slender, smooth fingers slipped inside my pants. "How did you discuss it?" she asked excitedly. I saw her erect nipples beneath her cotton clothes. "You're not wearing a bra again," I laughed, pinching her right nipple. "Ah... um..." My wife smiled coquettishly, her warm fingers already inside my underwear, gently stroking my penis. "Stop pinching... or else..." she twisted her body, but didn't refuse.

"Or else what?" I asked with a smile.

"My...my milk will flow out," she smiled, the white cotton covering her nipples already soaked with milk, turning a light blue color. "Hehe...are you pregnant again?" I laughed. "Ah..." Although my wife was getting on in years, the lust and desire of an adult woman were incomparable to that of a young woman. She caressed my glans with her palm, the clear mucus already covering my entire penis. "It's all...it's all your fault...every time you have to...fill my belly with semen...sprinkle your semen into my uterus..." she complained, but happily stuck out her tongue and licked my lips.

I took her into my mouth and sucked deeply, the sweet taste spreading from the tip of my tongue, a sweet and sour aroma, with the scent of milk.

"Ha...ah..." After a long while, we finally separated. "Darling..." My wife's face showed a wanton expression again. "How did you do that to those female students? Do it to me like that too." She slowly unbuckled my belt, took off my clothes, revealing my thick, slightly glistening penis.

I took off her clothes, and her two large breasts bounced out, with a few drops of light white milk on her pink nipples. Underneath her dress were black stockings, but her beautiful vulva was bare, covered with transparent dewdrops.

"So wet..." I checked with my finger, sighing. "Mmm...I...I've been waiting for you for so long today..."

My wife's alluring face, deeply entangled in lust, aroused my intense desire. "Do you want to know how I did it to those female students today?" I laughed, letting my wife lie on the carpet in the living room, slowly pressing my body against hers, my penis smoothly entering her wet vagina.

"Ah..." My wife's snow-white breasts trembled, "How did you do it? Tell me." She gasped.

I thrust my penis all the way in, the glans pressing against her honeyed clitoris, slowly pumping in and out. "I broke the virginity of three female students today," I laughed, "Ah ah..." My wife writhed seductively, her legs wrapped around my waist, her hips swaying back and forth in rhythm with the thrusting of my penis.

"I first dragged a female student down the hallway to the storage room at the bottom of the stairs," I said, playing with her soft breasts that were constantly overflowing with milk. "I raped her there, inserting my penis into her virgin vagina under her snow-white panties. Her hymen was very thin, and I pierced it in one go, causing her to bleed a lot." I thrust in and out, the tip of my penis sending an unbearable, wonderful pleasure through me. My wife seemed very excited when she heard me recount how I raped the female student, her vagina tightening even more. "How did you rape her? Did she cry? Did you ejaculate inside her?" my wife asked excitedly, her nectar gushing out of her vagina even more uncontrollably.

"Hehe..." I chuckled, gently kissing my wife's lips. "Of course I ejaculated inside her. I pinned her down and slowly inserted my penis inch by inch. She writhed excitedly and came instantly. I kept thrusting into her throbbing cunt, filling her mouth and vagina with my semen."

"Ahhhhh..." my wife moaned in ecstasy, imagining herself as the female student being raped. "Was she... having so much fun?" my wife asked. "At first she resisted painfully, but as soon as my glans bit down hard on her clitoris, this little girl immediately started writhing her ass like a prostitute." I laughed. "What... did she call out?" my wife asked excitedly, as I increased the force of my thrusts. "Teacher! Ahhh... Teacher... I'm going to die... Rape me again... Rape me... Rape me... I want you to rape me like a prostitute!" I said.

"Ah... rape me... fuck my cunt... fuck your little whore... penetrate her flesh!"

My wife imitated the female student, moaning lewdly. "Darling, rape me quickly, fuck me like that girl!" I smiled and kissed her lips. "Have you forgotten that you were originally my student?" My wife sucked on my saliva and sighed softly, "Ah... teacher... quickly penetrate your student, ejaculate inside her belly... rape me with your penis!"

We both reached a violent climax, my glans trembling as I ejaculated a large amount of semen, which mixed with the large amount of vaginal fluid gushing from my wife's body, rolling in that wonderful flesh.

"Ah...darling...my good brother...my daddy..." My wife's large, dark eyes gazed at me with deep affection, reminding me of over twenty years ago when I first became a middle school teacher and brought the most beautiful girl in the class home, raping her for a whole week. That girl later became the beautiful wife beneath me.

"Good daddy...what are you thinking about?" My wife wrapped her arms around my neck and asked sweetly, "I was thinking about the first time we met." I said, "Hehe..." My wife chuckled, "You were the worst! You locked me in the house and raped me for a week. I was only twelve years old then." A pretty blush rose on my wife's face again, she was probably also reminiscing about that wonderful week. "That week... I hardly drank any water... I drank your semen..." My wife's face showed the shyness of her youth, but with the seductive allure of a mature woman. "That's when I got pregnant with your first child..."

"Does my semen taste good?" I asked, feeling my penis slowly harden inside her. "You're so naughty, brother..." My wife gently bit my shoulder. "I... I wish I could suck your semen all day long and swallow all that fragrant semen." I laughed happily, kissing my wife's sweet lips deeply again, while slowly thrusting.

"Ah..." my wife groaned. "Miho...she's been waiting for you until midnight. Do you want to go see her?" I slowly pulled my penis out while sucking on my wife's sweet breast milk. "Oh, that's terrible. I forgot today is her twenty-first birthday," I said. I saw thick, white nectar flowing from between my wife's petals. My wife slowly dipped her finger in the nectar and licked it all off with her tongue.

"It's alright, go ahead. I'll go see if the boys are asleep," my wife said softly. I then turned away from her and went to my daughter's room on the second floor.

My eldest daughter, Miho, was twenty-one years old today. She lived with my second daughter, Ruolan. Their beds were bunk beds, and Miho slept on the lower bunk.

I slowly opened my daughter's bedroom door. It was dark inside; they must both be asleep. Not wanting to wake them, I didn't turn on the light and tiptoed into their room.

After a while, my eyes adjusted to the darkness. By the moonlight streaming through the window, I bent down and looked down at the sleeping Miho. Dried water stains were still faintly visible on her beautiful face, and her long, black hair was spread across her bare back. She lay naked on the bed, fast asleep.

But I could see many dried water stains on her body. I imagined the birthday party her family would hold for her, her three sons inserting their penises into her anus, vagina, and mouth, giving their youthful semen to their beloved eldest sister without reservation as a twenty-first birthday gift.

After a while, I was surprised to find thick semen slowly flowing from my eldest daughter Miho's anus. With each breath, the semen was squeezed out of her soft, smooth anus by her body.

Looking at her round, even buttocks and the two beautiful labia that were faintly visible, my penis became hard again. I carefully climbed onto Miho's bed; we were both completely naked. I desperately wanted to rape my beautiful daughter in her sleep.

I easily pried open Miho's defenseless buttocks with my hands, bringing my mouth close to her fragrant rear. Strangely, there wasn't a trace of semen between her petals, only some sweet nectar. I slowly sucked on Miho's petals, biting and licking them, while my fingers gently played with the gradually reddening clitoris—the tiny clitoris where the two petals met.

My tongue slowly probed into Miho's warm, fleshy cave, greedily sucking the nectar flowing from her body like a bee. Sweet nectar was constantly overflowing from that dark and moist cave. Miho's body writhed, her breathing gradually becoming heavier, and alluring panting sounds continuously escaped from her delicate lips.

I couldn't help but think of the girl I raped today; she had a beautiful, voluptuous vagina. I found her sitting alone in her seat in the classroom, apparently unable to participate in PE class because she wasn't feeling well. So I forcibly removed her clothes, forcefully inserted my penis into her vagina, savored her virginity, and played with her body all the while.

She struggled fiercely, but like the girl I raped in the storage room, she was a born prostitute. I pinched her small, firm nipples. "Feels good, doesn't it?" I whispered in her ear. "Being raped by a teacher in the classroom, that's something you've been fantasizing about, hasn't it?" She naturally shook her head in denial, but from her gradually moistening genitals and increasingly docile demeanor, I knew she was starting to get aroused. "Ah... Teacher..."

After a while, she moaned and began sucking on my tongue. "I like you so much, Teacher... During class, I always look at you, secretly..." "Stealingly masturbating..." Her cunt sucked at my penis intensely and tightly, as if it were alive. It was hard to believe she was a virgin. "Teacher..." she moaned, pinned to the floor by me, my penis deeply inserted into her newly deflowered, tender cunt. "Please violate my body... rape me... fuck my cunt..." She clung to me like a bitch in heat, her hips twisting awkwardly, trying to make my penis thrust all the way in. "I'm a slutty, bad girl... I need to be punished by the teacher..." she murmured, lost in the pleasure of my glans hitting her clitoris.

"Ah... teacher... I love you so much, teacher... violate me... fuck my flesh..." she cried out, falling into an infinitely pleasurable orgasm. I ejaculated deeply inside her, filling her tiny womb with my seed.

As I sucked on Miho's nectar, I recalled the girls I had raped that day, how they all, in the end, greedily craved my penetration of their juice-slicked cunts like wanton prostitutes.

Suddenly, a gush of hot liquid spurted out, Miho's body convulsed, and before I could swallow, the warm, viscous liquid sprayed onto my face and splattered all over the bed.

"Ah...?" Miho opened her eyes groggily, panting heavily, "Daddy?"

"Hi, my lovely daughter." I smiled, pressing down on Miho's smooth flesh, grasping her full breasts, and sending my tongue into Miho's mouth.

Miho sucked eagerly, her beautiful black eyes, inherited from her mother's deep gaze, revealing a woman's wanton greed, as if tempting me to penetrate her.

"So it's Daddy..." Miho sighed softly after separating us, "You've ruined me..." Miho laughed shyly, "What's wrong?" I asked with a smile, "I just had a dream..." Miho said, we lay facing each other on our sides, caressing each other's warm, wet genitals. "...I dreamt about Daddy..." Miho gently bit my ear, licking it with her tongue, "...pressing me down, violently raping me..." Then she filled my mouth and uterus with semen…” Miho’s bell-like voice slowly repeated those incredibly obscene words, “Keep going… Daddy is ejaculating inside me…”

I looked at Miho excitedly. She deliberately moved her waist closer to me. “Fuck me, Daddy,” Miho whispered. The heat from her body made me unable to resist pressing against her. With a “plop,” I penetrated her wet petals.

“Ah… Daddy…” Miho moaned with pleasure, “My good Daddy… fuck your daughter…

rape your own daughter… ah… my Daddy…” We lustfully slammed our genitals against each other, my glans sinking deep into my daughter’s flower. Miho released a large amount of lustful fluid, soaking the sheets.

"Daddy..." Miho moaned. I grabbed her breasts and rubbed them hard. "Fuck me...fuck my hole..." I pressed my face against Miho's, and my dear daughter immediately began to greedily lick me, like a female beast in heat. "Daddy..." Miho gasped, her eyes filled with the mist of lustful lovemaking. "I love you so much..."

"I love you too, my good daughter," I laughed, letting our tongues intertwine deeply, remaining inseparable for a long time.

"Daddy... ha..." Miho gasped, "Today is a dangerous day..." Hearing this, I said, "Didn't you take your medicine?"

"No... my dear daddy..." Miho whispered sweetly in my ear, "Let me get pregnant... I'm already twenty-one... I want to give you a chubby son... and a beautiful daughter."

I hesitated, unsure whether I should let my daughter get pregnant.

"Daddy..." Miho groaned, "You know I've wanted to have your child since I was little." She sighed affectionately, "Daddy... I want your child as my birthday present..." I said, "But... you still have to get married in the future..." Miho immediately said solemnly, "Daddy, I won't marry anyone else!"

"I only want Daddy's child," Miho sighed. "Do you know that Mommy and my brothers threw me a huge birthday party today? They made me orgasm for four hours straight, but I only let them play with my anus..." Hearing this, I suddenly understood why Miho's vaginal area was clean. "Because my vagina belongs to Daddy..." Miho said softly, her voice filled with boundless affection. "Daddy... if you love me, ejaculate inside my womb, let me get pregnant for you, I want Daddy's seed!"

Miho hugged me excitedly, and I kissed her lips with emotion. "My daughter..." I whispered, "Daddy will give it to you. I've wanted you to have my child for a long time..."

"Really?" Miho smiled happily, a few tears even welling up in the corners of her eyes. "Of course, Daddy wouldn't lie to his most adorable daughter." I kissed Miho, slowly and heavily pounding my penis against her soft flesh. "How does Daddy's penis taste? This is the penis that gave birth to Miho." I laughed.

"Ah... my father..." Miho moaned joyfully, "Father's penis... is so good...

it feels so good inside your daughter... your daughter loves father so much..."

"My good daughter... father wants to ravish every hole in your body..." I said excitedly, "Father..."

Miho cried happily, "Your body was born of father, your daughter is father's hole, your daughter is father's slut, I want to give father children, to let father play with my penis, your daughter loves father so much, my good father... good father..." Miho moaned in a daze, twisting her body happily, and I felt my penis had reached its limit.

"Ahhh!" I cried out, my body shuddering as a hot, throbbing sensation shot through the tip of my penis. "Miho, I'm going to ejaculate!" "Daddy!" Miho cried out, biting my shoulder, "Mmm!!" she gasped, panting uncontrollably.

My penis continued to ejaculate large amounts of hot, white semen, seemingly tireless. The semen gushed into Miho's uterus. "Ahhh... Daddy's semen..." Miho almost fainted. "It's so hot... hitting my uterus..."

The excitement emanating from Miho's legs, which were wrapped around my waist, was palpable. We embraced tightly, gently caressing each other with our hands and lips.

"Daddy..." Miho breathed seductively, "So, I can have Daddy's child?"

I laughed, "We don't know yet, but Daddy will fill your belly with semen every day until you're sure you're pregnant." Miho laughed lewdly, "Then I hope I get pregnant later... so Daddy can irrigate his thirsty daughter with delicious semen every day."

We smiled at each other, and Miho greedily arched her back again, her hands caressing my buttocks, wanting my gradually hardening penis to once again ravage that bottomless pit of lust.

"Daddy!" A clear, girlish voice reached our ears. We stopped what we were doing and looked towards the source of the sound.

We saw Ruolan standing by the bed, her shoulder-length hair damp with a few drops of sweat. Between her legs, her white nightgown was soaked with Ruolan's bodily fluids, clinging tightly to her slightly raised mons pubis, vaguely revealing her thick, dark hair.

"Ah...you're still not asleep?" I asked. "Dad..." Ruolan said awkwardly, "You and my sister are making so much noise...I can't sleep...so..." She awkwardly put her hands behind her back, her thighs rubbing nervously. The moonlight from the window shone on her, and the two thighs under Ruolan's nightgown and short skirt reflected a dazzling light.

"Come here, Ruolan." Meibao gently reached out and pulled Ruolan onto the bed. The three of them squeezed Meibao's small bed so tightly that it was impossible to move.

"You've been holding back up there, it must have been hard on you." Meibao comforted her softly. "Mmm...mmm..."

Ruolan said shyly, "I was up there and when I heard Dad and my sister's voices, I really wanted to get down, but today is my sister's birthday..."

It turned out that Ruolan had deliberately held back up there so as not to disturb Meibao and me getting together. The poor child, judging from her appearance, had probably inserted her fingers into herself countless times. Thinking this, I felt incredibly moved.

"Sister... has Daddy gotten you pregnant?" Ruolan asked. "Not sure yet. Even if I am, we'll have to wait and see," Meibao said. This seventeen-year-old Ruolan was my second daughter, my second child. "But..." Meibao smiled, "Daddy said he'll ejaculate into your uterus every day until you're pregnant."

"Really? That's wonderful..." Ruolan said enviously, her fingers fidgeting between her legs.

"Ruolan, do you want to be with Daddy's child too?" Meibao asked.

Ruolan lowered her head shyly, her ears turning red. "...Yes," she said, her voice barely audible.

"Really, this naughty child..." I couldn't help but pull Ruolan into my arms and kiss her deeply. Her small, hot tongue immediately began to entwine with mine after I entered her mouth.

"Ah... my daddy... Daddy..." Ruolan cried out in a nasal voice. After a long while, I finally separated from my little daughter. Ruolan looked at me in a daze, her eyes filled with unbearable lust, and the fluid from her lower body flowed uncontrollably down her legs to her knees.

I grabbed Ruolan's slender, long legs, preparing to penetrate my lovely daughter.

"Wait a minute, Dad," Miho said. "You should rest for a bit. Ruolan and I have a gift for you."

I watched them curiously. Miho's face was filled with a lewd expression. Her eyes slowly traveled down Ruolan's mature body, her gaze passing over her delicate face, slender neck, alabaster breasts, smooth, flat abdomen, lovely mons pubis, and thick pubic hair, finally entering her pink petals. Miho gently stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, letting out a lewd breath.

Ruolan felt hot all over from Miho's gaze, her snow-white skin flushed with a bright blush.

"Sister..." Ruolan sighed softly. "Don't be afraid, let Daddy enjoy how we usually like each other," Miho said softly, gently pulling Ruolan's petite body into her arms.

"Ah..." Ruolan moaned as Miho's slender fingers slowly inserted into her vagina, the fingertips scraping against the warm, wet flesh, causing Ruolan's body to convulse uncontrollably. Her thin nightgown was pulled down to her ankles.

I watched intently as my daughters played with each other's bodies, my penis throbbing painfully.

Miho seemed to be putting on a show for me, her lewd eyes constantly fixed on me. She stretched out her long, fiery red tongue and licked at Ruolan's lips, creating many threads of saliva on her lips. Ruolan couldn't resist her sister's temptation and stuck out her tongue, intertwining with Miho's in the air. The two tongues, one fiery red and one cherry red, greedily entwined and intertwined. Miho made Ruolan face me, her back to me, her legs spread wide. One hand played with her breasts, the other caressed Ruolan's clitoris. The two fingers that were twisting Ruolan's nails were painted bright red, a stark contrast to her pale pink, firm nipples. The fingers inserted into Ruolan's breasts twisted and turned, and a large amount of vaginal fluid splattered onto the sheets soaked with our bodily fluids.

"Ah... Sister... My dear sister..." Ruolan's slender waist and hips swayed uncontrollably. Meibao's long fingers had plunged her into a wonderful sexual pleasure. Her unfocused light brown eyes drifted aimlessly. "Ah... Sister... Sister..." A moan that was both crying and laughing escaped Ruolan's mouth. Tiny streams of fluid gushed from between Ruolan's petals, and her swollen, bright red petals trembled with joy. As Ruolan climaxed, she instinctively inserted three of her own fingers into her beautiful sister's petals. "Yes... Ruolan, that's it..." Miho groaned, as Ruolan scooped out the semen from her vagina. "Use your hands to play with your sister... use your fingertips to lick your sister's hole..."

"Ah... Daddy..." Ruolan looked at me in a daze, and I saw her greedy lust gradually surfacing from the depths of her eyes. "Sister... I've been brought to orgasm by sister..." She looked at me like a child wanting a reward. Miho licked Ruolan's neck and said, "Daddy... you can use Ruolan now. Her hole is already wet, it will be very pleasurable to use her."

I looked at these two black-haired beauties with different figures. Miho's full breasts overlapped with Ruolan's petite breasts, their two firm nipples rubbing against each other, their fingers intertwined. One was already filled with my semen, and the other was waiting for me to brutally rape her. An overwhelming desire surged within me, a yearning to thrust my penis into their tear-filled, honey-like hearts.

"My little daughter," I said excitedly, "Daddy will rape you properly, Daddy will make you faint with pleasure."

"Ah…Daddy…" Ruolan gasped joyfully, "Rape me to death, fuck me to death, my good Daddy, Ruolan loves Daddy so much."

"Daddy..." Miho slowly spread Ruolan's legs. "Please enjoy it slowly. Your daughter trains this tender and beautiful hole for you every day. It will definitely make you very happy." "Ah ah..." Ruolan happily twisted her hips, wanting my penis to enter her quickly. "Daddy... faster... Daddy..."

I grabbed Ruolan's soft and smooth legs. Her snow-white legs made her dark honey spot even more prominent. I thrust my waist, and my incredibly hard penis plunged into her to the root with a "plop". The glans pressed hard against Ruolan's flower core.

"Ahhhhh!!" Ruolan shed tears of joy, her mouth uttering beautiful, lewd words, "Father... Father...

My Father... Fuck your daughter to death, fuck your daughter to death!"

Meibao looked at the extremely happy Ruolan, her face showing the same lewd expression as her mother's. "Father..." Meibao murmured in my ear, "Is Ruolan's cunt comfortable?" I answered her with heavy breathing, "Father... Do you want Ruolan to get pregnant too?" Meibao murmured again, "That way, the two of us sisters can give birth to Father's child together..."

"No, Ruolan is too young..." I hesitated. "Father... Father..." Ruolan breathed heavily, her voice filled with lust. "I'm not afraid, Father... Let me get pregnant for you." Ruolan's breasts were flushed red with excitement. "I want to have a child for you, just like my sister..."

"But..." I still hesitated. "Father..." Mei Bao said softly, "You should rape Ruolan and plant your seed in her. We've discussed it with Mother, and she agrees with our idea." "What? You've talked to Xin Mei about it?" I looked at my beloved daughters in surprise. "Mother..." Ruolan moaned, "Mother likes this idea very much. She wants all three of us to get pregnant with Father's child."

"Father..." Meibao said, "We can take a year off from school and focus on having a child for you. You don't need to worry about us." "Ruolan just wants her father..." Ruolan groaned, "The school doesn't care at all!"

I looked at my two affectionate daughters with emotion, who were willing to do anything to get pregnant and have a child for me. I was extremely gratified.

"And, Father..." Miho said, "Can you imagine three pregnant women serving you at the same time?

Three women with big bellies, legs spread wide, begging for your fierce rape..." Miho's face was filled with an overwhelming lewdness. "Just imagining it makes me want to cum."

I imagined Nobumi, Miho, and Ruolan pregnant. Their nipples, swollen and darkened with pregnancy, were dripping sweet juice. Their dark petals were engorged and swollen, overflowing with thick nectar, greedily begging for my penetration. Just thinking about it made Ruolan's penis immediately swell considerably.

"Ah... Daddy... Daddy's penis..." Ruolan exclaimed in surprise, "It's so big... so hard!"

Seeing this, Meibao added, "And, Daddy..." She excitedly shook her lower body, letting Ruolan's fingers vigorously scrape her clitoris, "If we both get pregnant, in a few years, you might have a fresh little granddaughter to play with!"

Upon hearing this, I was shocked, and boundless lust surged within me. I imagined deflowering my little granddaughter. "Ah... Daddy... my good Daddy... please be gentle..." I grabbed my granddaughter's tender legs and forcefully thrust into her narrow, hairless vagina.

I immediately decided to get Ruolan pregnant. "Okay, my little Ruolan, Daddy's going to make you pregnant!" I said excitedly. "Good Daddy... Ruolan is so happy... Ruolan wants to have children for Daddy... have lots and lots of children..." Ruolan moaned happily.

I thrust quickly, and the squelching sounds came from our intimate place. Meibao rode on Ruolan's body, and Ruolan greedily sucked the warm semen flowing from her sister's vagina. Every drop had the taste of her beloved father.

"Daddy... ahh..." Miho groaned, rubbing her buttocks against Ruolan's face. "We sisters all belong to Daddy... we all have to have children for Daddy... let Daddy ejaculate inside us..."

"Miho... Ruolan..." I groaned, "You are my little sluts, you have to have children for me for the rest of your lives, you have to use your wombs to receive my semen forever!" I shouted, while releasing a large amount of thick semen into Ruolan's body.

"Father! Father!" Ruolan cried out in ecstasy, "I want to have your child, I want to be raped by Father for the rest of my life, to ejaculate for Father!"

"Ah ah..." Meibao moaned with joy, nectar gushing from her petals, flowing all over Ruolan's naked breasts, "Father...we are your sex slaves, your fleshy daughters...we will be raped by Father for the rest of our lives..."

I tirelessly pulled out my still-ejaculating penis, pouring the rolling semen onto my lovely daughters' faces, they opened their mouths with joy, greedily swallowing the snow-white nectar.

"Sister..." Ruolan said happily, "From now on, we will be Father's sex slaves."

"Yes, Ruolan," Meibao said, "We will give Father many, many children in the future."

I looked at my two daughters covered in semen with joy. Meibao climbed onto Ruolan's body, and the two intertwined their tongues, sucking the semen in each other's mouths, their lower bodies rubbing against each other.

The two sisters cried out in unison, "Father, rape us! We are your wanton prostitutes, born to be yours to penetrate, to impregnate you, to bear you many children!"

My burning lust was unquenchable. I gripped my penis and thrust it into Ruolan again. Meibao's tongue licked our joined bodies with the lewd movements of a prostitute, the bright red, everted petals trembling and leaking joyful nectar.

I greedily swayed my hips, planting billions of seeds within my daughters.

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