[Urban] The Mother with Latent Desires (Complete) - Chapter 25

(IV) The Dust Settles Down (Final Chapter) (Part 1)

Since returning from Hawaii, I would occasionally take the initiative to visit my father. My father was very happy, but in reality, I wouldn't see him seven or eight out of ten times. Of course, this was exactly what I wanted, because my ultimate goal was still the Haiqin and Haiman sisters.

Entering the third year of junior high school, although the studies became more intense, I didn't slack off in other things. After my careful development, the Haiqin sisters' bodies had matured a lot compared to before, and they could respond quickly and correctly to my actions. Of course, their stamina in bed had also improved, at least they weren't as useless as before.

Every time I went to see them, the two sisters serving me together could basically allow me to release my desire, although I wasn't completely satisfied, but I was still happy because my ability in bed was also getting stronger. The high school entrance exam was over, and my father had already contacted schools for me, so I could spend this most relaxing holiday.

"Why did you have time to pick me up today?" Haiman asked me while driving, "Didn't you say that Russian people are most afraid of the sun?" Unlike when we first met, Haiman's personality had become much more cheerful, especially when she was with me. She still has a year of university classes left, and school hasn't let out for break yet. Having nothing to do today, I waited for her at the school gate. Remembering what I'd said before to slack off, I ignored her driving and unexpectedly kissed her, then slipped my hand under her butt and gave it a hard squeeze.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, "Stop it, I'm driving!" Her face flushed red as she spoke.

"You dare to bring this up?" I said, feigning smugness, "Just wait and see if I get away with this!" Hearing this, her face turned even redder.

But she wouldn't back down, saying, "Fine, I'll work myself to death today and drain you dry. I'll call your mom and the others over later, and they'll all teach you a lesson!" She couldn't help but laugh. I was even happier; in such a short time, she had already become so uninhibited, even just in front of me—a truly rare occurrence.

"Going to the company first?" Seeing that she wasn't driving home, I asked with some confusion, "Is there something else?"

"My sister said I should pick her up." She suddenly glanced at me, then turned back to driving and said, "I don't know what's wrong, but my sister has been absent-minded these past few days, and sometimes she seems quite sad. She won't say anything when I ask her. But, it seems like your father hasn't been back for a long time, right?"

"Yes, we talked on the phone last week." I wasn't actually surprised by my father's neglect of his family. "He's been busy with things in Canada lately, so he can't come back either."

"Actually, he's so busy because of us, we shouldn't blame him, right?" Hyman said casually, but it was obvious that she was different from when we first met. She was no longer the shy country girl who had just entered university; she had become cheerful, lively, and much more fashionable.

"Yes, but even you don't know why she was crying?" I felt something was off, so I asked Hyman, "She seems to tell you everything, right?"

"I find this strange too," Hyman said as she drove. "She's never hidden anything from me since we were little, but lately she's been like this. But, I think it was just yesterday, I heard her arguing with someone on the phone."

"Arguing? She didn't say who?" I was about to press her, but she suddenly braked and said, "Get out, we're home." I then realized we were home, but at Haiqin's place. Thinking about it, calling it my home was true; legally, I was in custody of my father, and besides, my woman was here too!

I got out of the car with her and went into the yard, finding it quiet. "Huh..." Hyman hesitated, "Isn't she home?" I frowned slightly, looked around the yard and downstairs, and told her after confirming she wasn't there.

She ran upstairs in a hurry, and without thinking, I followed. Just as I reached the bedroom door, I heard her talking inside. "You're home! Oh, what's wrong? What happened?" A panicked voice came from inside; Haiqin was clearly home, but something was wrong. Entering the bedroom, I saw Haiqin lying on the bed, her face turned away, tears streaming down her face.

Haiman sat beside her, unsure how to comfort her, just anxiously waiting. Seeing me come in, she hurriedly said, "Look, she's just crying and won't say a word, it's driving me crazy!" The problem was, what could I do? I scratched my head and half-knelt beside Haiqin. "What's wrong? Tell me what happened, don't cry alone."

Hearing me speak, Haiqin surprisingly stopped crying. She turned to look at me, her expression changing several times, then suddenly: "Wah... Liar, liar, ah..." That was it, she burst into tears. Such a thing! My attempts to comfort her only made her cry harder.

Now I was truly worried. I sat by her bedside and tried to hug her, but she struggled fiercely. Struggling, she kept cursing "liar, liar!" I had to use my final, decisive move! I pulled her tightly into my arms, and she couldn't move anymore. Seeing her tear-streaked face, I rolled over and pinned her beneath me, kissing her lips hard. She tried to dodge, but because I held her so tightly, she had little room to escape and was completely subdued.

I wanted to taste her tongue, but she kept her mouth tightly shut, refusing to let me succeed. It took me a lot of effort to pry open her teeth, and with a flick of my tongue, I pulled her fragrant tongue out. Finally, I got what I wanted. Feeling that she wasn't struggling much anymore, my hand began to move downwards, reaching inside her pajamas—she wasn't wearing anything underneath! Luckily, I was prepared. With just a gentle tug, I pulled my long-awaited, throbbing penis out of my pants. Haiqin realized my intentions and struggled desperately.

"Ugh, you're bullying me! You're all bullying me! Waaah... just like your dad, waaah..." Her curses were no longer loud, almost like a whisper. "What did you say?" I asked coldly, glaring at her. "Who did you just say I was like?"

"I..." She was clearly scared. "I said your dad..."

"I told you, didn't I? You're not allowed to think about other men in bed!" With that, I angrily pried open her arms that were crossed over her chest, ripped off her pajamas, then took off my own clothes, forcing her, now completely defenseless, onto the bed.

"I... I didn't mean to, don't be angry." She grabbed my hand and pleaded, "I won't do it again."

"Thinking about next time?" I seized the opportunity. "See if I let you off today!"

"No, no, I misspoke, ah..." Seeing that she couldn't be persuaded, she suddenly found some strength and inexplicably squeezed through the small gap between me and the headboard, trying to escape.

How could I let her go? I caught up with her at the top of the stairs in a few steps. "Smack!" A crisp sound

rang out. "Ah..." she cried out softly. I slapped her round, pert buttocks. "Still trying to run?" I pressed her against the stair railing, spread her legs, slightly adjusted the position of my penis, and thrust upwards forcefully. "Ah..." With Haiqin's scream, my penis forced its way in, penetrating deep inside.

"You're getting bolder and bolder. I'll teach you a lesson!" I felt my eyes blazing with rage! "Heh..." With a low growl, the punishment for Haiqin began! She pleaded, "No, Xiaoman, I was wrong, please, please forgive me..." At the same time, her small but firm buttocks swayed incessantly, but unfortunately, I had her slender waist firmly under my control. How could she escape?

"Begging for mercy? Too late, let me vent my anger first!" Ignoring her cries, I thrust my engorged cock with all my might, charging and pounding, making Haiqin's vagina tremble and contract incessantly, trying to tighten around my cock and slow my advance, but it was impossible. My cock was already swollen to its maximum. Not to mention her, even European women like my mother and grandmother, with their wide cleavage, couldn't withstand my full-force thrusts, let alone her petite body.

However, due to the tightening of her vagina, my penis felt even greater pressure and stimulation. I quickly felt it was out of control, and my force increased. The sounds of my lower abdomen colliding with Haiqin's buttocks grew louder and louder. Her screams gradually became muffled, from high-pitched to low, and finally, she groaned.

"Mmm... be gentle... ah..." Her buttocks were still swaying, but it no longer seemed like a struggle; it was cooperating with my thrusts, responding to my actions.

"Little slut, still dare to disobey?" I asked with a laugh. "If you don't obey, I'll fuck you to death!"

"I won't." Haiqin's body bounced up and down with each thrust, and she struggled to hold onto the railing, saying, "You, fuck me to death, ah... so I won't be bullied by you all anymore, boohoo..." She even seemed about to cry again.

Just as I was about to offer some words of comfort, her vagina suddenly contracted violently, and the amount of vaginal fluid increased dramatically. "Ah...ah...I...ah...I'm coming..." She desperately thrust her hips back, and I immediately seized the opportunity, going all out and thrusting my large penis into her vagina against her onslaught. After dozens of intense thrusts, her body suddenly stiffened and then went limp, unable to even stand up.

Holding her body, I slowly lowered her down without pulling my penis out. Haiqin's orgasm had been intense; the contractions of her vagina gripped my penis tightly, and her trembling clitoris ground against my glans. I almost ejaculated as well.

Lying on top of her, once she had caught her breath, I asked, "Why are you crying? Who were you arguing with? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I..." Before she could speak, tears streamed down her face. "I was arguing with your father. He...he didn't keep his word, boohoo..." She burst into tears like a torrent. Although I was a little at a loss, I finally understood why she was crying. I reached under her and lifted her up, carrying her straight back to the bed. She cried for a while before calming down and telling me what had happened.

It turned out that her father hadn't officially registered their marriage; in other words, they hadn't gotten a marriage certificate.

They had held a wedding banquet in their hometown, inviting the entire village. Local leaders, hearing she had married someone considered a fortune, also came to congratulate her, and of course, enthusiastically invited her father to invest in their projects. They hadn't gotten a marriage certificate, which wasn't a big deal in their hometown; many people lived like that their whole lives.

But her parents somehow found out that in the city, a couple needed a marriage certificate to have children, otherwise, the child couldn't be registered. Someone must have reminded her that they hadn't gotten a marriage certificate, because her father kept calling and sending messages, urging them to get one as soon as possible. Her father was rarely home, and when he did come back, he'd only say a few words to her before leaving again. She'd brought up the marriage certificate several times, but he always gave evasive answers.

A few days ago, she finally argued with him on the phone, and he even told her to leave. Just now, before we came in, she was talking to him about getting a marriage certificate again. He frankly told her he'd give her an explanation, but he wouldn't register the marriage. The more she thought about it, the more she felt she'd been lied to, which is why she cried so bitterly. Haiman asked her, but she didn't dare tell him, afraid that Haiman would tell her parents back home, and the elderly people there wouldn't be able to handle it.

After hearing her words, my lust vanished instantly, my shrunken penis slipped out of her wet vagina, and I felt strange. Honestly, it was wrong of her father not to register the marriage with Haiqin! Although, financially, he had satisfied Haiqin, including covering their family's living expenses and Haiman's school fees. And, I think his promise to give Haiqin an explanation must have been financial compensation. Even so, I still felt my father was wrong.

Haiqin had said she had been deceived by many people, especially when she first entered university. Many male classmates from the city, some from wealthy families, took advantage of her because of her beauty and her simple, rural background. Whether out of shyness, conservatism, or a sense of self-protection, Haiqin rejected them. Of course, the rejected male classmates gradually distanced themselves from her and found new partners.

Her school experience gave her a certain understanding of the world, but when she faced setbacks in her job search, she truly realized the cruelty of the world. So, when she went for an interview at one of her father's subsidiary companies, she even planned that if the person in charge of hiring was a man, she would do anything to get the job. Coincidentally, her father was there inspecting the work at the time, saw her interview, thought she was good enough, and hired her.

What happened next was naturally as Haiman had described when they argued: she went to great lengths to get close to her father because she knew that a boss with her father's wealth could easily give her special treatment, and she was very confident in her looks.

However, fate played a cruel trick on her. Although she married her father as she wished, they didn't get a marriage certificate. I deduced that, chronologically, her father hadn't yet finalized his divorce from her mother, so it was impossible for him to get a marriage certificate with her. But that wasn't all; her father wanted her to be a hidden wife, or rather, a mistress, and he didn't want her to be exposed at all.

Later, fearing it would affect me, her father introduced her and her sister to us during a trip to Hawaii, but this benefited me instead. After experiencing the true nature of womanhood, she inevitably felt guilty towards her father.

It's a pity they rarely saw each other; otherwise, I was worried that her father would notice something was wrong.

Thinking about her situation, I was also in a bit of a dilemma. Suddenly, Hyman spoke up.

"How about we get a fake marriage certificate?" Haiman looked at me and then said, "We can get a real one with Xiaoman later. They look quite alike, father and son, that should be enough to fool them, right?"

"Yes!" I turned to Haiqin and said, "Haven't you thought of this before?" Haiqin said weakly, "I have, but my parents are pressuring us to have children. Getting a marriage certificate is just for the convenience of registering the child's birth." She looked at me again, "Xiaoman still has a few years before he can get married..."

"Oh, that's a problem." Haiman also looked disappointed. She hadn't thought of this at all; it was just a sudden idea. Seeing them both fall silent again, I was actually getting anxious too! But after thinking it over and over, I still couldn't come up with a good solution. Suddenly, a question flashed through my mind, "I've done it with you so many times, how come neither of you got pregnant?"

Taken aback by my question, Haiqin and Haiman looked at me for a long time before Haiqin reacted first: "We've always used protection!" It turned out that after returning from Hawaii, Haiqin knew that Haiman couldn't live without me, so she made a lot of preparations to prevent her from getting pregnant. For example, she told her how to calculate the fertile window, and there were also female liquid contraceptives, and of course, the most important emergency contraceptive pills.

"What about your mother and the others? Why aren't they pregnant either? Your mother said you could have sex with her several times in a row, leaving her unable to get out of bed!" Haiqin suddenly asked me, "They were afraid of problems with the baby, so they used contraception?"

"They used contraception, but not because they were afraid of problems with the baby. It's because Mom thought we couldn't get married, so she got an IUD. It can be removed anytime." I was afraid she would overthink it. "But Mom is currently processing my immigration application. It should be ready after my exams, and then I'll get the IUD removed."

"Yes, then they can have babies!" Haiqin said absentmindedly, "What about me? What am I anyway? Waaah..." Thinking of her own misery, she sat on the bed hugging her knees and cried. Haiman squatted by the bed, wanting to comfort her, but didn't know what to say. She opened her mouth several times, then closed it again.

Looking at me, she seemed to realize that her own status was just as awkward, not much better than her sister's. Perhaps influenced by her sister, she felt that her sister had really had it tough, and tears began to flow from her eyes as well. In the end, she cried uncontrollably too.

I wanted to cry too! This is my honest feeling, not for any other reason than that I really don't know how to persuade or comfort them.

"Say something! Hey!" Suddenly, Haiqin looked up, glaring at me, tears still streaming down her face, but she didn't bother wiping them away. She asked, "Are you our man? Say something!"

"I am your man, but... what should I say?" My mind was a mess. Yes, what should I say? I'd tried to persuade them, but who listened to me? But clearly, this wasn't the time to reason. Haiqin's face turned red, and she grabbed my shoulders, shaking me violently. "What did you say? Who are you asking? You're a man, why aren't you telling me what to do? Huh?"

"Don't worry, I'm trying to figure something out." I finally understood why doctors in mental hospitals carry stun guns on house calls—people who are mentally unstable are incredibly strong!

After much pleading and persuasion, I finally escaped her clutches. I rubbed my shoulders, noticing her unfriendly gaze again. In desperation, I said, "Let's call Mom! Didn't we agree to have them come along?" Hearing this, she clearly misunderstood and was about to get angry again. I quickly explained, "She has more ideas, let her come and help!"

Finally, Haiqin nodded. She thought for a moment and said, "You go make the call, I'm going to wash up." Without waiting for my confirmation, she told Haiman, "You should wash up too, don't let people laugh at us." Haiman wiped away her tears and followed her. They were competing! Actually, I sensed it from Hawaii. Whether for personal gain or other reasons, the Haiqin and Haiman sisters were constantly comparing themselves to their mother, grandmother, and aunt.

This is understandable; my mother and the others are blood relatives and closer to me, while although they both gave me their virginity, they ultimately felt less close to me than my mother and the others. So, Haiqin, or rather, Haiman, always wanted to outdo her mother and sisters in other ways, while Haiman was always submissive, following her sister's lead.

Ironically, Haiqin's first time was actually with her father, but she didn't bleed. According to Haiqin, her father didn't say anything at the time, but she felt his attitude towards her had cooled. To prove her innocence and find out what happened, she went to the hospital for a checkup. It turned out that her hymen was located very far inside, usually impossible for a man's penis to penetrate. Seeing the proof, her father outwardly said she was overthinking things, but in reality, he treated her as before, even better than before.

My penis is much larger than normal, which is why I saw her bleeding when I raped her on the yacht. Regardless, I broke her hymen, so I have to take responsibility for her. My mother once said that Haiqin was very cunning, and Haiman had also mentioned the things Haiqin had done to seduce my father during their arguments.

One thing must be admitted: since returning from Hawaii, she has almost never slept in the same room with her father. He rarely comes home anyway, and when he does, she either gets him drunk or contacts a bunch of his friends to have parties—basically, she avoids it by any means possible.

Just because I've been with her a few times and satisfied her lustfully, does that mean she'll be completely devoted to me? My mother doesn't believe it, and I don't really believe it either. However, I think it might be like what Hyman said: Haiqin suffered too much psychological trauma in the past, and maybe I've helped her resolve that inner conflict!

"Mom, are you ready?" I dialed my mother's phone. "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

I was indeed in a hurry, and I didn't know what to say. My mother's voice on the other end was still lazy and alluring: "Oh, okay, baby, are you in such a hurry? Can't those two handle you? Hahahaha..." My mother thought I was in a hurry because Haiqin and her sister couldn't handle me, and my lust was going to fester.

"No, Mom, I really..." I was about to explain when she interrupted me, saying, "Okay, we're just about to leave. We should be there in about twenty minutes." She hung up without waiting for my further explanation. Whatever! I thought to myself, we'll know once we get there.

Perhaps it was nearing rush hour; what was said to be twenty minutes didn't happen until almost half an hour later. My grandmother and aunt arrived as well. Looking at my three beautiful, alluring, sexy, and mature relatives, I couldn't contain my excitement. I went up to them, hugged them, kissed each of them, patted their big bottoms, and said, "Finally here! I was so anxious!"

"What? Our men are so passionate, Haiqin and the others can't handle your enthusiasm?" My aunt's Chinese had improved rapidly.

I quickly explained, "No, Haiqin's hometown sent a letter urging her to get her marriage certificate so she can have a child. But her father refuses to go with her to get it, always making excuses. Her parents back home are probably coming here soon, and I don't know how to deal with them. Seeing how much she's crying, I can't think of any other solutions, so I had to ask you for help." As I went inside, I told my mother and the others about Haiqin's situation. When I entered the house, I found that Haiqin and her sister had already finished showering and were coming out of the bathroom in bathrobes.

Although they had finished showering, it was still obvious that they, especially Haiqin, had red and swollen eyes, clearly having been crying.

"Oh, Lina, Nadya, Elena, you're all here." Haiqin maintained a good facade, greeting her mother and the others as if nothing had happened. "I was just taking a shower, so I didn't greet you properly. Sorry."

"Alright, dear," her mother said with a smile, "Don't be so polite. I think our relationship doesn't need such formalities, right?" Then, she went straight to the point: "Xiaoman told me about your situation, and I have a question that I need you to answer. Otherwise, there are many questions that I won't know how to help you with." Haiqin didn't stand on ceremony either. After they all sat down, she said, "Go ahead, what's the question?"

Her mother didn't rush to speak but looked at her, then at me, and thought carefully for a while before asking, "What I want to ask you is, what is your attitude towards Xiaoman? Or rather, what are your thoughts on your relationship with Xiaoman in the future?" Haiqin's eyes darted around, and she was about to speak when her mother added, "You need to think this through. This is very important for you two, for Xiaoman, and for our future. I hope you don't hide anything. You know, we might be spending a long time together."

Clearly, Haiqin was intimidated by her mother's sharp gaze! Although we've known each other for quite some time and are fairly familiar with each other, and Haiqin has mentioned, intentionally or unintentionally, that she thinks my mother is a very intelligent woman, I understand that she's just trying to let me tell my mother that Haiqin isn't a brainless woman with big breasts (indeed, compared to my mother and others, her breasts aren't that big)!

But today, one sentence from my mother struck a nerve, making her feel an invisible pressure, and her eyes lost their sparkle. After thinking for a moment, Haiqin finally said calmly and seriously, "After I came back from Hawaii, I decided to go with him." After a moment of silence, she continued, "As long as he wants me, I'll go with him, even if he can't give me a formal title."

“But there’s a problem,” her mother said, her voice not cold but her expression serious. “Your current problem is that his father can’t give you a formal title, or at least a legal one. So if you stay with Xiaoman, he still can’t give you a formal title, and your problem won’t be solved.”

Haiqin looked up at her mother, who stared back at her. They looked at each other for a while before Haiqin softened and said, “My parents just want me to have a child soon. They… they know about Xiaoman. In their eyes, if I can’t have a son, it will be difficult for me to get any property from Xiaoman’s father in the future, because he will leave it to his son.”

As if afraid her mother wouldn’t believe her, she added, “They know that when you divorced, Xiaoman’s father left you a lot of money and asked you to continue taking care of Xiaoman. And Xiaoman’s father is often not home, so that’s why they’re pressuring me like this. Otherwise, I would have divorced him long ago!” As she spoke, she thought of the grievances she had suffered, and although tears didn’t fall, they were welling up in her eyes.

“I understand your grievances!” Mom said firmly. “However, if you really get together with Xiaoman, then you’ll lose the chance to inherit his father’s property. Do you understand that?” Haiqin nodded and said, “I know, but I really don’t care.” She didn’t hide anything, saying, “His father only has one son, so all of this will be his in the future. What’s mine is my man’s, so I won’t care about these things.”

“Then the problem is very simple. You can ask his father for a divorce and then tell your parents back home. That will solve everything.” Mom was practically teasing Haiqin on purpose. Haiqin was already very confused. Seeing her mother say this, she said somewhat angrily, “You… if I get a divorce, will he want me? How can I tell my parents back home? That I’m divorced and living with my ex-husband’s son? And, and… I’m a mistress who can’t be seen in public?”

"Oh, don't get excited, listen to me." Seeing her impulsive expression, her mother was actually quite pleased. She said, "What I mean is, you divorce his father, and then we'll complete the immigration procedures and go abroad. After your immigration status is resolved, you can come back or not. In short, with a new status, I think your marriage with him shouldn't have any problems." Haiqin thought about it and agreed. Just as she was about to speak, her mother continued, "Then you can tell your parents that you have a new man, and they won't react too strongly, since it's already a fait accompli. Besides, they have no reason to publicize it, so as long as you don't go back too often, there won't be any problems."

Finally understanding, Haiqin nodded, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Then which country should we immigrate to? Moving in and out is so troublesome, will it even work?" I actually had the same question, after all, citizenship is a complicated matter, at least in our country.

Her mother nodded confidently. Although she was usually very confident, at this moment she was undoubtedly filled with the dignity of a mother.

“Immigrate to Thailand,” she said, an answer that clearly surprised me and Haiqin. Of course, it seemed Grandma and Aunt already knew, but I imagine they must have been shocked when they first found out. “First, it’s about immigrating to Thailand. Investment immigration is relatively easy there. Also, although it’s monogamous there, polygamy isn’t frowned upon. And legally, children born to someone other than the first wife take their father’s surname and have inheritance rights. That means…”

Before Mom could finish, Haiqin interrupted, “So, once we’re there, we’re recognized as a legally married couple?” Mom, understanding her anxiety, didn’t mind the interruption and nodded with a smile, saying, “Yes, his, and our paperwork is almost ready, including Haiman’s.” She then gave Haiqin a meaningful look, “But I haven’t dared to process yours, because…”

"Me? Mine was processed too? How come I didn't know?" Haiman asked, puzzled. "Why didn't you process your sister's too?"

Mom had said she actually liked Haiman's naivety, and smiled, saying, "Last time Xiaoman came to you to get the materials and help you get your temporary residence permit, right?" Haiman nodded. I had indeed gone to her to get my ID card and household registration booklet. "Actually, getting a temporary residence permit doesn't need to be that complicated. I had someone help you apply for a visa." Seeing that Haiqin was about to speak, Mom seemed to have seen through what she wanted to say and interrupted, "I invested in several projects in Thailand in the name of the company, and also helped them contact several domestic companies to purchase raw materials. So, many things weren't done according to regulations. This method is very effective in many countries."

Haiqin nodded, then suddenly blushed. I guessed it; she felt that Mom had seen through her suspicion and interrupted her. Actually, thinking about it carefully, Haiqin often seemed very nervous when facing her mother. Although she tried to act nonchalant, she made many mistakes when doing things, completely unlike her usual capable and meticulous self. Today, her mother saw right through her again, which made her a little embarrassed, but she reacted quickly enough, continuing to ask, "Then why didn't you help me with the paperwork too?"

Haiqin was also looking at her mother, who calmly replied, "Yes, I didn't help you because I wanted you to think it through." Seeing her face growing redder, her mother stopped teasing her and said, "You know, if I helped you with the paperwork, it would mean you had to separate from his father. Then, Xiaoman would be your only man, and you wouldn't have any direct inheritance of his father's property. Do you understand?"

Haiqin nodded, not daring to speak. "Furthermore, I don't want Xiaoman's woman to be unfaithful to him. I think you understand what I mean, right?" Haiqin nodded again. "Based on what you just said, you can accept these two points, but I still hope you think it through carefully so you don't regret it later. Otherwise, I can tell you, you'll definitely lose even more!" By the end, her mother's expression became very serious; she was serious.

Haiqin understood her meaning and carefully chose her words, saying, "I've already said that if he wants me, I definitely won't regret it. As for money, his father has already mentioned breaking up with me and said he'd give me some money. I think that's enough for my parents to live comfortably in their old age. So, I have no problem with either of your questions."

Although there were no vows or anything like that, I believed Haiqin wasn't lying. In Haiman's words, although she could be clever, she was actually very simple-minded at heart; it was just that her environment forced her to develop a suspicious personality. But once she set her mind on something, she would definitely see it through to the end, no matter how many difficulties she faced.

If it weren't for me, if she really wanted to get a marriage certificate with my father, he would eventually agree. After all, deep down, my father still hoped to have more children, and if she used that as an excuse, he really couldn't refuse.

Fortunately, Mom believed her, or at least didn't say she didn't. "Okay, I'll call the person in charge today, and give them your documents tomorrow. Actually, everything is ready, we just need your proof."

Mom finally told the truth. I was impressed by her caution, but also incredibly moved. Mom has gone to such lengths for me. Even though I think I'm an adult, I realized today how naive I really am. Thinking about my father, I felt an indescribable mix of emotions.

Although he wasn't as often around as some of my classmates' fathers, he worked tirelessly to earn money for me. He wanted more children, but to avoid burdening me, he never had any more.

Looking at what I've done, if crossing the final taboo with Mom could be explained as Dad already wanting a divorce and me acting first, then with Haiqin, it was purely me deliberately cheating on him to cover up my actions. Now, I'm even trying to take his woman away and force them to divorce.

But things have come to this point; it's not something I can just do as I please. If you want me to stop all of this and end my relationship with them, I can't do it, and they certainly won't agree!

(China)

According to my mother's arrangement, we should go to Thailand first. The investment plan there has been completed, and the initial investment has been transferred. Once we get there, we can process the change of nationality. Officially, it's a business trip, but in reality, it's just a vacation. Apart from my mother, none of us have ever been to Thailand before. Everyone agrees to go and have some fun, but we're having trouble choosing a destination. To ensure we have a good time, the government of the investment destination offered to arrange a tour guide for us, so we only need to choose the places we like to visit, without having to find a tour group.

My aunt and grandmother both want to go to Phuket, and the Haiqin and Haiman sisters don't seem to have any objections. Anyway, they've never been there, so it doesn't matter where they go. But Mom had a new idea. Looking at the tourist information for various places in Thailand, she suddenly said, "How about going to Koh Larn?" I shrugged and said, "I have no objection. I've never been there before anyway. Mom, have you been there?" Mom shook her head and said, "I haven't been either, but I've heard of it." She suddenly gave me a mysterious smile and said, "You'll be pleasantly surprised when you go there!"

Seeing her expression, I had no more questions, or rather, I swallowed them all back. She must have come up with some new trick, and I was just waiting to enjoy the sensual thrill.

The driver took us to the airport, and after the tedious procedures, we finally boarded the plane. The journey was uneventful, and we arrived in Thailand smoothly.

My mother told me that she had asked Haiqin to invest here in my father's name as well. Because the project was large, the local government attached great importance to it. Hearing that we were coming to Thailand, they sent a special car to pick us up and take us to the best hotel in the area. After meeting several government officials in the lobby, the driver and his assistant left. Although we didn't have much luggage, it was still enough to keep the two of them busy, but they seemed quite happy. It seems the Thai people are very enlightened!

After arranging our rooms, the officials told us that there would be a welcome banquet that evening, and the official groundbreaking ceremony would be held in two days. They said that if we wanted to go anywhere in the next couple of days, they could arrange for the best local guides. My mother told them our plans without hesitation, but when she mentioned going to Koh Larn (Coral Island), they all looked at me with some doubt.

These officials were all Chinese ancestors who later moved to Thailand and settled down. Although their Mandarin accents were a bit strange, somewhat like Cantonese or Hokkien spoken in southern China, but not quite, I could still understand them. When my mother said I was her husband, their eyes showed a mixture of envy and surprise, but we couldn't offend the money-grubbers, could we? Anyway, it was finally agreed that a car would be sent to pick us up early the next morning.

Perhaps worried about our accommodations, the Thai side arranged for us to stay in a presidential suite and a deluxe suite. The decorations were quite nice, even luxurious, but the deluxe suite didn't have an upper or lower floor. Of course, we all stayed in the presidential suite. My mother told the staff that it wasn't necessary to waste resources; since one suite was enough, there was no need to waste another room.

Although the hospitality expenses were supposed to be charged to the other party according to our agreement, and although these expenses were negligible compared to our investment, my mother's simple and capable style still earned their respect.

However, if they knew that my mother arranged this to facilitate our lovemaking, their expressions of admiration probably wouldn't be so reverent.

It was only afternoon, and after my mother said she wanted to rest, the receptionist hurriedly said goodbye, mentioning that there were Chinese-speaking staff at the hotel reception desk, and left their contact number before departing.

"Honey, are you tired?" my mother suddenly asked me. I was about to say I wasn't tired, but seeing the sly glint in my mother's eyes, I knew she had something on her mind!

"Of course I'm not tired, do you need me to prove it to you?" Seeing that my aunt had already locked the door, my grandmother, mother, and even Haiqin and Haiman began to take off their clothes, which, although few, were still cumbersome. Then they hurriedly helped me take off my t-shirt and shorts, and finally took off my underwear and threw it aside. Seeing five women—some voluptuous, some slender, some mature, some alluring—standing before me, my already erect penis throbbed with excitement, eager to put to the test!

"Honey, not sure who to start with?" Mom suggested, seeing my hesitation. "How about trying something like that movie we watched the other day?"

"That day?" I thought for a moment, finally remembering a foreign adult film I'd watched with Mom, Aunt, and Grandma a while back. The plot was roughly about a man having sex with several women—somewhat similar to today's situation.

Seeing I didn't object, Mom and Aunt exchanged a glance, then grabbed the somewhat embarrassed Haiqin and pushed her down onto the carpet. Faced with their sudden attack, Haiqin naturally struggled fiercely, but firstly, she was no match for her mother and aunt's size and strength, and secondly, with two of them, she had no one to help her. Haiman, instead of helping her sister escape, watched the spectacle with great interest.

After my mother and aunt each held one of Haiqin's hands and one leg, I boldly positioned myself between her legs, laughing, "Let's start with you today!"

"Let me go! Let me go! I don't want it anymore!" Despite her struggles, how could she escape my mother and aunt's grasp? I lifted her buttocks, bringing them close to my penis, and pulled her forcefully towards me, simultaneously thrusting my penis forward. "Sizzle..." A soft sound, and it was halfway in. "Oh...it's so full! Your thing has gotten bigger again!" Haiqin cried out ecstatically. I knew she liked it, but she wasn't used to being held down by her mother and aunt, so I forcefully sat up, pushing my entire penis in.

"Ah..." Haiqin let out a deep breath, "It's pierced through..." If anyone heard this, they'd think it was murder! But since we'd already started, I couldn't care less about her reaction. I began thrusting repeatedly and forcefully. With the help of my mother and aunt, I could achieve maximum effect with minimal effort. "Slap... slap..." Although the frequency wasn't fast, I still managed to fully penetrate Haiqin's vagina each time, occasionally pushing against her vulva and forcing the head of my penis directly into her uterus, making Haiqin moan repeatedly.

As Haiqin's movements became more cooperative, my mother and aunt tacitly released her legs, only symbolically pressing down on her arms. Then, they turned around, facing the same direction as me, their large buttocks facing me. I knew what they meant, and started playing with their large buttocks, one in each hand. I really wished I had more hands.

"Oh..." my aunt shrieked, "Xiaoman, your hands are getting better and better."

My mother wasn't as wanton as my aunt, but judging from the way her large buttocks swayed from side to side and thrust back and forth in coordination with my hand movements, she also enjoyed it. After all, the love juice in their muddy vaginas couldn't be faked; they were definitely aroused.

While launching an attack on three women at once was exciting, it had one downside: I always felt a bit weak when penetrating Haiqin. After several attempts with little success, I had a sudden inspiration. I noticed my grandmother, who was watching the spectacle with obvious arousal, was having sex with Haiman, who was equally aroused. I called out to them, "Come here, help me out!"

Hearing my call, my grandmother and Haiman rushed over. "You want to be used as a backrest?" My grandmother, being perceptive, helped lift Haiqin up a bit, gesturing for Haiman to crawl underneath. Haiman didn't think much of it and climbed under Haiqin's waist. This raised Haiqin's buttocks considerably, allowing me to easily insert my penis deep into her vagina without bending over.

Seeing that Haiqin's legs were uncomfortable on the ground, my grandmother took the initiative to straddle her, lifting her long, beautiful legs. But by doing so, she exposed her vulva to Haiqin's mouth. Haiqin, who was already dizzy from being fucked by me, finally saw a place to vent her anger and, without thinking, opened her mouth and bit down on that plump mons pubis!

"Oh..." Grandma was caught off guard and let out a long moan, her buttocks involuntarily falling down, almost completely pressing down on Haiqin. Haiqin was not one to let up, and her nimble tongue immediately launched a fierce attack on Grandma's already muddy vagina, a storm of passion engulfing Grandma.

Hearing Grandma's scream, Mother and Aunt turned around and saw this scene. Although they didn't react on the surface, Aunt stretched her leg back and put her jade-like foot between Haiman's thighs, who was using it as a backrest. Taking advantage of Haiman's inattention, she secretly inserted her big toe into Haiman's vagina.

"Oh..." Hyman couldn't take the sudden blow and twisted, trying to escape, but her mother moved her tall body backward, completely blocking her way. Hyman, unwilling to be outdone, suddenly grabbed her mother's breast fiercely and twisted it hard. "Ah..." Although her mother was strong, her vulnerable area was attacked, and she couldn't take it for a moment. Her whole body went limp, and she collapsed onto the carpet, only her large buttocks sticking up high, allowing me to do as I pleased.

"Oh..."

"Ah..."

Two cries rang out almost simultaneously. It turned out that, because Auntie was focused on attacking Haiman, she had loosened her grip on Haiqin's arm. Haiqin seized the opportunity to break free and grabbed Auntie's breasts, ruthlessly kneading and twisting them, causing Auntie to scream. But Auntie was a fierce fighter. Although caught off guard, she immediately launched a counterattack. With one hand under her head, she used the other to retaliate against Haiqin's defenseless breasts, giving them a taste of their own medicine.

Now, everyone was caught in the crossfire, except for me, who was also being attacked while attacking the enemy.

I hadn't expected such a sight. I felt like I was on fire, and I increased the speed of my thrusts to the maximum! I had to defeat them all, otherwise, I wouldn't have the right to show my authority! Haiqin was completely off balance and had no way to dodge. Under my full-force assault, her cries grew louder and louder, gradually becoming a continuous, indistinguishable line, a mixture of pleasure and pain. Beads of sweat the size of beans seeped from her firm, white buttocks, refusing to fall as her body swayed, glistening alluringly.

"Oh...it's through. Ah...ah...ah..." Haiqin's cries were already somewhat indistinct, her vaginal fluids flowing in torrents, slippery and moistening my penis, making my movements even faster and more fluid. Suddenly, Haiqin's vagina contracted violently, like tightening the opening of a bag, constricting my penis in an instant—but only for a moment.

"She's about to climax!" My experience was already quite rich; I understood the significance of a woman's reaction, and immediately increased the speed and force of my thrusts. Each thrust felt like Haiqin was about to fall apart; her buttocks were lifted up, and her legs were held tightly by her grandmother in retaliation, leaving her no room to escape. After dozens of powerful thrusts, her vaginal contractions became even more intense, gradually losing their rhythm and increasing in frequency.

"Ah...ya...it's through...ya...it's really through. Ah..." A sudden scream rang out, and her body jerked a few times as if in a spasm before tensing up. Almost simultaneously, her grandmother, who was straddling her, also screamed, the sound echoing through the roof. Her body tensed for a moment before quickly going limp, collapsing onto Haiqin. She had actually been brought to orgasm by Haiqin's tongue, showing that Haiqin's oral skills had greatly improved.

Seeing the two of them collapse one after the other, I pulled my hands out from behind my mother and aunt and brought them together. My mother and aunt hadn't actually orgasmed from my finger stimulation, but they were already aroused and burning with desire. Haiman, who had been supporting them, was also lifeless. Compared to my mother and aunt, she was still too inexperienced. Two

almost identical, large, round buttocks were placed in front of me; any man would find it irresistible. I gestured with my hands, "Mom, your butt seems to have gotten even bigger, and Auntie's has gotten quite a bit bigger too. Looks like we both have a lot of children." Saying this, I grabbed Mom's big buttocks, aimed my penis at her engorged and slightly everted mons pubis, and thrust it in forcefully.

"Oh... then let Mom have a baby for you!" Mom threw her head back and thrust her buttocks back forcefully, immediately engaging in a fierce battle with me. While I was fighting with Mom, I pulled on Auntie's buttocks, and she wisely changed position, positioning her big buttocks at an angle to Mom's. I thrust into Mom repeatedly, and her arms gradually lost their support, going limp, and her big buttocks weren't sticking up as high anymore.

Auntie was waiting nearby, so I let Mom rest for a bit, pulled out my penis, and turned to attack Auntie. Auntie was more proactive than Mom, her big buttocks fiercely retaliating against me. "She's really overestimating herself!" I was furious and wanted to teach her a lesson, so I grabbed her big buttocks and pulled her into my arms. At the same time, I thrust my hips forward, pushing my thick penis as deep as possible into her vagina, directly into her uterus!

I took turns raping my mother and aunt beneath me, bringing them to orgasm after orgasm. However, unlike usual, they seemed to be exceptionally energetic today. Even though they had just climaxed, they still tried their best to respond fiercely to my onslaught. Moreover, no matter how wild my aunt was in bed, she never dared to compete too much with my mother when they were together. But today, she obviously didn't have so many reservations and always let me do as much as possible.

Although my mother was also ruthlessly competing with her, she didn't use her status as the legal wife to suppress her as usual. I found it strange, but I couldn't care less. Two identical, mature and beautiful women, one my mother and one my aunt, completely at my disposal. Any man who wasn't tempted would have something wrong with him. I couldn't let them down, of course. Only by bombarding their vaginas with all my might could I express my love for them!

Perhaps it was the change of environment, but I was particularly excited today. Moreover, having just vented on Haiqin, my lust was burning fiercely. Under my all-out assault, even my mother and aunt could barely hold on. With each thrust, I forcefully pushed my large penis open their clitoris, filling the space of their uteruses before reluctantly withdrawing.

When withdrawing, I tried to do so as quickly as possible, each time bringing out the air from their vaginas, causing them to convulse. But I switched targets between them very quickly; basically, before they had even finished convulsing, I had already thrust my penis into them again.

After bombarding them with all my might for half a day, they gradually reached their final climax.

"Ah... darling, darling, honey, ah... I can't take it anymore, give it to me." My mother was the first to ask me for it. "Me, me too, ah..." Auntie couldn't hold back any longer and gave in.

After several hours of continuous battle, I also felt my desire need to erupt. I casually pressed Auntie's body down, and she obediently lowered herself. Seeing this, Mom immediately rolled over and lay on her back. I used both hands to steady them, took a deep breath, and unleashed an unprecedented bombardment on their vaginas!

"Oh... ah... ah..." Their cries were no longer audible, just simple sounds of varying pitch and length. As my movements increased in amplitude and force, they gradually lost their voices, only letting out low growls from their throats. I couldn't pity them, because I was also on the verge of exploding. Although I felt sorry for them and didn't want to push too hard by not continuing to hold back my desire, it still took some effort to release it.

After a final barrage of dozens of thrusts, my aunt was completely limp, and even my mother, lying on top of her, was weak and powerless. I finally felt a burning sensation in my lower back, and a surge of heat rushed from my dantian to my glans. "Oh!"

I involuntarily roared.

"Ah..." My mother screamed as my lava-like semen shot into her flower core, even directly into her uterus. She saw stars from the heat, her body shuddered again, and she ejaculated once more.

Even so, she instinctively tried to cling to me, as if afraid I wouldn't ejaculate all my semen inside her.

But after a while, she was too weak to hold on any longer, and her body slumped off my aunt. Before I had finished ejaculating, I inserted myself into my aunt's vagina, thrusting a few times before releasing the rest of my semen into her.

Looking at my mother and aunt collapsed on the ground, and then at the unconscious Haiqin and Haiman, it seemed that in bed, Haiqin and the others were truly no match for my mother and aunt. Just as I was lost in thought, I suddenly noticed that my grandmother was looking at me with lustful eyes. She had only just been brought to orgasm by Haiqin and was far from being on the verge of collapse.

"Darling, are you still okay?" she said, winking seductively at me. "If you're okay, could you let me, your grandmother, give you a little more chance to have a child?"

"Of course I have no problem!" I said with a smile, hugging my grandmother. "But, didn't you both have IUDs? It's a pity that no matter how hard I try, it's all in vain."

"Oh? Really?" Grandma said proudly, like a little girl. "But IUDs can be removed." Seeing that I still didn't understand, she simply told me, "Lina said that this time our identities can be completely resolved. Your identity has been transferred from China to Russia, and then to Thailand, so you can legally marry us." "So,

you went to remove your IUDs and are preparing to have children?" My heart excited again. "That means you could both be pregnant now, carrying my child?"

Grandma nodded and said, "Yes, with Thai citizenship, not only Lina, but also me, Nadia, Haiqin, and Haiman can become your women. Then we won't have any identity problems when we go back to live in China." I hugged Grandma tightly, kissing her repeatedly, and said, "Elena, I'll plant my seed in you now!" Grandma naturally didn't refuse. She cooperated by lying on a cushion, sticking her big butt out high, and said, "Come on, I heard that women are most likely to conceive when they are most excited. Sprinkle your seed in as much as you like!"

"Okay, here I come!" I yelled and thrust my penis into her vagina without any skill. With a forceful twist, I broke free of her entanglement and plunged straight into her uterus, beginning my diligent labor in the wombs of the two women who had once conceived my mother and aunt! Although my grandmother was more than ten years older than my mother and aunt, her figure hadn't changed drastically like that of typical Slavic women in middle age due to her strict physical training. On the contrary, her enlarged, plump buttocks and round breasts made her even more sexy.

I remember reading in some books on physiognomy and on websites that a woman with large, round breasts, a slender waist, and a large, round bottom was a sign of good fertility and a lucky wife. Undoubtedly, my grandmother and aunt both fit these criteria. Even though the sisters, Haiqin and Haiman, were relatively petite, they still had curvaceous figures. "Looks like I need to get Haiqin and Haiman to stop taking birth control pills!" I thought. After all, having children now wouldn't be a problem, except for Haiman, who was still in university and might have her studies affected. The others could give birth at any time.

My grandmother suddenly wiggled her large, somewhat frighteningly large buttocks, pulling me back to reality. "Hey, my dear baby, you, you move!" Right, what was I thinking? I should enjoy this feast first!

After I'd satisfied my pent-up desire and fucked my grandmother until she passed out, I checked the time and realized three or four hours had passed. Remembering we weren't at home and I had things to do, I placed a mat under my grandmother's buttocks and covered them both with blankets before going to sleep myself. There was still about an hour until the welcome dinner that evening.

True to my mother's pragmatic nature, the hosts kept the dinner small, with only some government officials in charge of development and local social figures in attendance. Even so, it still ended very late. Of course, drinking wasn't a problem; Haiqin and Haiman escaped, claiming they couldn't drink, while my mother and her two sisters drank everyone, getting many men drunk without any problem themselves.

It seems Thais aren't as tolerant of alcohol as Russians! After informing the hosts that we needed to rest for the next two days and confirming that the car picking us up the next morning was ready, we returned to our accommodation. Following my mother's instructions, everyone went to sleep as soon as possible, avoiding any strenuous activities, as we were leaving early the next morning and worried about not being able to get up.

"Xiaoman, is your sweetheart asleep?" I didn't go upstairs with them, but simply lay down on the sofa, figuring it wouldn't take long anyway. But my mother quietly came downstairs and asked, "Are you really asleep?" Seeing her sly, even mischievous, expression, I knew she was up to something!

"No," I whispered back, "I haven't been sleeping for a long time without doing anything!" Because the main lights weren't on, and only the dim guide lamp was visible, my mother finally reached my side. Only then did I get a clear look at her attire, which almost made my nose bleed!

She wore a black choker, black gloves that reached her forearms (presumably leather), and matching boots that went all the way to her knees. But what stood out most was my mother's outfit: a black, sexy leather hunting suit, but her breasts were completely exposed, and her vulva was equally exposed—nothing that should have been covered was covered!

My mother mysteriously said, "I'll show you something!" She walked to the closet where the luggage was kept, took out a small suitcase, opened it, and pulled out a dark object. Only when she held it in front of me did I realize it was an exquisite saddle!

I had no idea how she brought it! But I didn't care about that and enthusiastically followed the instructions to dress my mother. My mother knelt before me, truly a magnificent European mare! I gently mounted her, but then noticed a horse tail made of some kind of hair, placed next to the whip. Looking at the instructions, it said to insert the end of the tail into my mother's anus and secure it with a lasso, so I casually tossed the tail aside.

Seeing my actions, Mom was a little confused. Although she couldn't speak because of the gag in her mouth, I could tell what she was thinking from her eyes, so I whispered in her ear, "Mom, your asshole is mine for the first time. I won't allow anything other than my penis to go in!" I wasn't joking, and Mom understood what I meant. She felt a surge of excitement, and although she didn't say anything, she stuck her butt out even higher.

"Snap..." I gently gave Mom's plump, white buttocks a whipping motion. The sound was so crisp in the quiet night. I don't know if Mom was excited or in pain, but she raised her head like a horse neighing, and then slowly got up in the house. Everyone talks about beautiful dogs, but now I think beautiful horses are even better. How wonderful it would be to ride such a mount in the street!

I whipped Mom's buttocks a few times from time to time, watching the glistening beads of sweat seep from her fair skin, shimmering in the moonlight streaming in through the window and the dim lamplight. My heart suddenly raced, and an overwhelming feeling of excitement surged within me!

"Mom, I should reward you!" Seeing how much effort Mom was putting in, I couldn't bear to continue riding her, and I was also losing control of my erection. Mom didn't get up, continuing to kneel on the ground. I knelt behind her, aiming my penis at her honey pot from behind. "Mom, give me a baby!" I said, thrusting forward. "Swoosh..." My penis, already swollen to its limit and almost as thick as Mom's forearm, slid in completely.

"Oh..." Mom jerked her head up, her long hair flying wildly in the air like a horse neighing.

"I'll definitely give you a baby, no, a whole bunch of babies!" Mom was willing to give me a bunch of babies? Then what was I waiting for? The only way to thank Mom was with actions. I made love to Mom with all my might. The entire living room floor became our stage. The lewd dance had no music, but it had a tender yet passionate rhythm.

Mom and I danced the dance of life intensely, both desperately taking from each other and giving each other everything we had.

I don't remember how many times I sowed the seeds of my life in my mother's womb, but the number must have been immense, so much so that even the fertile soil of her womb couldn't fully absorb them. Some seeds still flowed out and fell onto the carpet.

My mother was completely overwhelmed by my fucking! After her final orgasm, I forcefully ejaculated my essence into her. Her legs struggled to wrap around my waist, wanting me to be more intimately connected with her. But in the end, she couldn't hold on any longer. Her legs drooped limply, her limbs sprawled loosely on the ground, looking lifeless.

I kicked back with all my might, even dislodging the stool behind me. I forcefully thrust my penis into my mother's vagina, forcing its way into her warm womb, only ejaculating when the head of my penis was firmly pressed against the uterine wall. As the last ejaculation came out, it seemed as if my spirit, even my soul, followed, rushing into my mother's womb. It feels so good to be home! After the intense mental stimulation came boundless exhaustion. I was too tired to even move, so I lay down on my mother and fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes, it was just getting light, but many people escaping the heat had already started working. The driver who came to pick us up was no exception, though he waited a long time in the lobby before we went out. My grandmother and the others had seen how my mother and I had slept that morning, and they were both accusing me of favoritism. Haiqin kept throwing out accusations that my mother was being cunning. My mother knew she was in the wrong, and Haiqin and the others were of a different status than my grandmother and the others, so she just smiled shyly and didn't argue.

However, she would occasionally tease Haiqin with her eyes, or say things like how I was brave and capable, and how I had given her such intense pleasure, which made Haiqin even more resentful. But what could she do? After all, she was my biological mother, much closer in blood than Haiqin.

We packed our luggage, but my mother said we only needed towels and sunscreen, not swimsuits. "Aren't we going swimming in the sea?" That was definitely out of the question. We would definitely go swimming at the beach, and given my mother and the others' competitive nature, they would surely find every opportunity to show off their impressive figures.

Looking at my grandmother and the others, although they had listened to my mother and hadn't brought swimsuits, they still seemed completely bewildered. Haiqin and Haiman, on the other hand, seemed a little uneasy but confident, especially Haiman, whose face was flushed. I really should have searched online before coming to see what was so special about this Golden Sand Island beach!

Thinking of the beach, a thought suddenly struck me—could it be a nude beach, the so-called nudist beach? I vaguely remembered a few nude beaches in Thailand. I recalled the ambiguous expressions the local staff gave my mother and the others when we mentioned going to Golden Sand Island, and then when they looked at me—it was only a fleeting moment, but I remember it clearly. Yes, you really don't need to wear swimsuits there!

Finally, we got on the bus, and the tour guide came along too, a typical Chinese girl with rather dark skin, probably from sun exposure. She spoke good Mandarin. I learned that she was originally from China; her grandfather had fled overseas during the Liberation War and eventually settled in Thailand. A few years ago, she saw the potential in less commonly spoken languages and learned Thai. Now a Thai citizen, she works as a freelance tour guide here, mainly collaborating with domestic travel agencies to serve Chinese tourists.

In our situation, the first guide the agency thought of was her, who was already quite well-known. She was very clever; although she got along well with us, she didn't ask a single sensitive question about our relationship. A

special yacht was waiting for us at the pier. Once on board, she used the time to give us a brief introduction.

Koh Larn wasn't always a nudist beach. Back then, European and American tourists from nearby islands enjoyed nude beach activities, but local residents and some tourists who weren't comfortable with nudity often harassed them, staring and even taking photos near them, severely impacting the local tourism industry.

Therefore, the local tourism department established a nudist beach area on Koh Larn, where all visitors are prohibited from wearing clothes, not even the most revealing bikinis or swimsuits. Of course, to accommodate all tourists, there's also a regular beach on the north side of Koh Larn for those who don't prefer nudity. Of course, we went to the most unique tourist area. The tour guide, without any hesitation, told the driver that every tourist who came here, especially the male tourists, wanted to go to the nudist beach!

Hearing this, I was really tempted.

There were signs on Jinsha Island pointing to different beaches. Although Haiqin and the others were a little embarrassed, they didn't object to my decision to go to the southern nudist beach. Before entering the beach, the tour guide told us there was an open area where we could store our clothes, and there were also rental services for sun umbrellas and swimming rings. Not wanting to

go through all that trouble, we didn't bring any swimming gear. My mother, aunt, and I are all good swimmers, my grandmother is a little less so, and Haiqin and Haiman basically can't swim at all. After renting an inflatable mattress and two swimming rings and storing our clothes, we found the tour guide had come over.

I didn't expect her to be so open-minded, not shy at all; she must be a frequent visitor to places like this.

Looking closely, she was quite tall, and a light-colored mark on her upper body indicated she was often in the sun. Her breasts were decent, not bad at all, but her buttocks were rather lackluster, not only worse than her mother's and the others, but even worse than Haiqin's. Overall, she was rather thin!

But when we arrived at the beach, a magnificent scene unfolded before my eyes—it was truly a nudist beach!

There were all sorts of people there—white, black, and Asian—but they all had one thing in common: they were completely naked!

Although everyone was naked, our group still attracted attention. While her mother and the others' voluptuous beauty naturally drew countless men's gazes, Haiqin and Haiman's demure and delicate charm was also quite distinctive. As for myself, my physique was fairly robust and outstanding, and glancing at the sexual characteristics of the men around me, I noticed that, generally speaking, the penises of white and black men were indeed larger than those of Asian men.

However, the unsightly behavior of several white men, aroused by the breathtaking scenery, highlighted their shortcomings. While the penises of these white men, including a few black men, were large, they were mostly limp and lacked any real strength. In contrast, the Asian men's penises, though smaller, were much firmer and more powerful!

Perhaps accustomed to the drooling gazes of men, or perhaps simply fond of flaunting their beauty, the mothers, aunts, and grandmothers, under the men's watchful eyes, were unrestrained and even deliberately exaggerated the swaying of their bodies as they walked, their large buttocks rippling. Some men were stunned, and one Asian man even had to be pinched hard on the thigh by the woman next to him before he snapped out of it.

Haiqin and Haiman, on the other hand, were much more shy, barely daring to lift their heads. But it was precisely this bashful demeanor that aroused the men who saw them even more tenderness.

Finally, they found a relatively flat beach without any rocks and with fewer people. They set up their parasols, placed the beach chairs, and spread several large towels in the shade under the parasols. The tour guide said those anchored motorboats in the distance were markers indicating the area marked by shark nets, and we should be careful not to cross them.

While I was talking to the guide, my mother and aunts seemed to be discussing something. After I finished speaking with the guide, they ran over to me and said, "Let's go check out those rocks!" She pointed out to sea, and I looked in the direction she was pointing. It was a stretch of coastline extending into the ocean, and it didn't seem very deserted.

"Let's swim over there!" Without waiting for my agreement, my mother, along with my grandmother, aunts, and even Haiqin Haiman, grabbed their swimming rings and inflatable mattresses and ran towards the sea. The tour guide tactfully told me she would wait for us there and wouldn't go with us.

She knew she would be in the way, so she was happy to stay out of the way. With her sharp eyes, I'd definitely give her a tip when we got back! My mind was racing with thoughts, but I was already in the water. The seawater was nice and comfortable. After splashing some water on myself, I swam forward, chasing after my mother and the others who were swimming ahead.

As we approached the rocky area, I caught up with them, but when I saw the view ahead, I almost swallowed seawater! My mother and aunt were the best swimmers, leading Haiqin and Haiman. My grandmother, though not as strong, was light enough to keep up. They swam almost together to the rocks, wading, or rather, climbing, onto them.

Five buttocks of varying shapes and sizes, some round, some firm, some large, some perky, stood before me like a screen. I finally understood why men get nosebleeds when they see beautiful women emerging from the bath! After finally catching up, my mother said to me, "Honey, look over there!" She pointed to the other side of the rocks, where an even more shocking scene unfolded. A quick glance revealed at least seven or eight couples making love under the open sky! And some weren't just two people.

They seemed to be having a great time, their lovemaking quite exciting, while passersby remained unfazed, glancing at each other without any surprise. It seems that doing the basic human reproduction activities under the open sky here is nothing new. Looking at my mother and the others' expressions, I know what I should do!

“Why don’t we walk from the beach? We could use a parasol!” I said, muttering my thoughts as we walked down the rocks. My mother, however, said, “Honey, don’t you think walking from the beach is a long way around?

Besides…” She pointed to a coconut tree nearby and said, “Isn’t this a more natural parasol?” It seemed like no one else who came for sex was using a parasol. Whatever, we were here, so we could do whatever we wanted.

Under the coconut tree, my mother had me lie down on the sand. My penis was already erect. She spread her legs and slowly sat down, swallowing my penis entirely into her vagina.

My aunt, quick-witted, immediately bent over towards me, occasionally digging into my mother’s anus while wiggling her large buttocks. I understood her meaning, slapped her buttocks, and then began to fondle her buttocks and mons pubis. Seeing this, Haiqin acted swiftly. Just as her grandmother was about to move, she preemptively followed her aunt's lead and lay down on her stomach. My remaining hand naturally went to play with her body.

Soon, all three women were letting out uncontrollable moans. Although the pitches and tones varied, they all had one thing in common: they were all so unrestrained. Infected by our actions, several couples nearby who had already stopped to rest, seeing our enthusiastic display, resumed their lovemaking. Of course, some people watched our blatant lovemaking and pointed and whispered. I didn't know what they were saying, but I think most were envious.

Several women took turns challenging me, and naturally, I couldn't back down. After several rounds of intense lovemaking, they were lying scattered all over me. Looking at their seductive expressions, it would be a lie to say I wasn't proud, but I couldn't stop; the fire of desire within me showed no sign of dying down.

I lifted my mother's legs onto my shoulders, scooped her buttocks up with my hands, and held them in place. At the same time, I aimed my penis at her vagina and pulled her forcefully towards me. Simultaneously, I thrust my penis downwards with all my might. "Ah..." My mother, still recovering from the intense stimulation, screamed as I fucked her. Then I unleashed a torrent of attacks, and she cried out repeatedly, but only moaning, as she didn't even have a chance to utter a complete sound.

Although still somewhat dazed, my subconscious understood my meaning: I wanted her to get pregnant as soon as possible! So, in her excitement, she mustered her remaining strength and tried to push her buttocks upwards as much as possible to receive my thrusts. At this moment, the groups of people who were having sex all turned to look at us, some even coming closer to watch. Although I don't have a penchant for being watched, I was already at the point of no return and couldn't care less about such things.

After repeated thrusts, I finally felt a sharp pain in my lower back, and an indescribable pleasure surged up my spine to the top of my head. "Ha...I'm coming!" I roared, thrusting my large penis into my mother's vagina with all my might a few times before ejaculating my life essence!

"Ah...so much, give it all to me..." My mother screamed, fainting from the heat of my hot semen. I thrust a few more times, knowing I couldn't continue indefinitely, so I desperately pushed my penis deeper into my mother's vagina, penetrating to the very depths of her warm uterus, pressing firmly against the uterine wall before stopping.

My mother's body convulsed and twitched for a long time from the hot semen, but I could only hold her limbs to keep her from trembling, because my penis was firmly held by her uterus and couldn't be pulled out.

I lay on top of my mother, my head resting on her proud breasts, listening to the powerful pounding of her heart, feeling an indescribable pride. Who else could fuck their beautiful, sexy mother until she convulsed like this? Are you really willing to have my child? Although a feeling of emptiness quickly overwhelmed me, and the inexplicable guilt and pleasure gradually neutralized, the physical satisfaction was undeniable.

Just then, a sparse round of applause broke out beside me. I was startled and looked up to find that there were more than a dozen people gathered around me. There were men and women, and the men were all clapping for me, some even giving me a thumbs up. Even a few women were there, and I seemed to see something strange in their eyes. Western women are open; judging from their expressions, were they planning something against me? I didn't dare to meet their gazes. I smiled and nodded to the people clapping, then used the opportunity of moving my mother and the others to the shade of a tree to escape their stares.

But a few people still hadn't left. Suddenly, a rather thin but still muscular young white man greeted me in Russian. I naturally replied, only to regret it later, realizing I had gotten myself into trouble.

But he seemed so happy to meet someone from his own country, so I didn't want to spoil the mood. I chatted with him for a bit, and thankfully he was easy to please. He said something about how impressive I was and that I must be of Russian descent before leaving with his girlfriend. I didn't bother telling him my mother was Russian, to avoid causing trouble.

Just when I thought I could finally relax, a short, balding man with glasses, a smiling face but lewd eyes, and an Asian appearance, approached.

He gave me a half-bow and then started speaking to me in English. I wanted to say something to him, but when he introduced himself as Japanese, I felt a bit annoyed and casually told him I was Chinese and that my English wasn't good, hoping to get rid of him. But to my surprise, he said, "Sir, you're Chinese? That's great! I work in China and am here on vacation! I never expected to meet a Chinese friend, what a coincidence! Hahaha..."

"Your parents are your match!" I really wanted to curse him, but since he hadn't said anything offensive, I could only keep up a casual conversation. He launched into a long, rambling monologue, introducing himself as a Japanese employee of a joint venture company. He explained that after five consecutive years without a long vacation, the company was awarding him a month's paid leave, plus a travel allowance, which he had brought with him his wife and daughter.

I looked at his wife and daughter; they were fairly good-looking, and indeed, they resembled each other quite a bit. The younger one also looked somewhat like him. While not voluptuous, her figure was acceptable. As I was looking, a question suddenly occurred to me: his wife and daughter? They were both completely naked, and I vaguely remembered them having a sexual encounter not far away.

"Damn it, those Japanese are just Japanese! They don't even spare their own daughters? And they're doing it with their wives too! They're inhuman!" Of course, I didn't recall my own experience with my biological mother, aunt, and grandmother at the time.

Because my thoughts had wandered, I stared at the mother and daughter for a while longer. The man in front of me, thinking himself quite smug, whispered, "Sir, to make this trip memorable, my wife and I gave our daughter a 'life baptism' here. My wife taught her the art of a woman serving a man, while I let her experience the feeling of a man violating her."

This clueless fellow, oblivious to my growing displeasure, continued gleefully, "But after seeing your performance, I'm ashamed of myself. So, I'd like to ask if you'd be interested in playing a game with us? You can choose any two of your women, and I'll bring them, mother and daughter, for a swap?" He thought my slight trembling was excitement, but actually, I wanted to punch him.

"My daughter can experience the feeling of a stronger man, and you must also enjoy the feeling of a mother and daughter serving each other, right? Haha… Oh, sir, let's talk this over!" He had barely chuckled twice when I twisted his arm, grabbed him by the neck, and tossed him onto the beach. Surrounding people, seeing the fight, didn't try to stop it; instead, they watched the spectacle, some even cheering!

I'm much taller than the Japanese man, so I practically carried him and pushed him out. He fell quite a distance before landing on the ground, and even though the sand was soft, he still got several scrapes. "You...you..." His wife and daughter frantically helped him up. Under the mocking gazes of the crowd, he pointed at me in shock and anger, but he didn't dare to pounce on me.

Faced with this noisy situation, my grandmother and aunt, who had been knocked unconscious by me earlier, got up and came over with displeasure, asking me what had happened. I gave a brief explanation, and their expressions darkened. Actually, they had vaguely heard a few words when the Japanese man spoke to me, but partly because their Chinese wasn't good, and partly because they hadn't paid attention, they didn't know exactly what he said that would make me hit him.

"Sir, please don't misunderstand, I absolutely did not mean to insult you or your...ladies!" His previously furious expression suddenly changed, a complete 180-degree turn. This guy actually bowed deeply to me and said, "I just wanted to ask you to give my daughter a more profound experience. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to adapt, so I proposed an exchange. If you don't agree, I sincerely apologize for my intrusion!" He then bowed again.

Everyone says the Japanese are clear about the difference between face and substance; now I've learned that lesson the hard way! He knew he'd be at a disadvantage if he really fought, so he figured it was better to back down first. He even went so far as to say he wanted me to give his daughter a more profound experience—truly shameless!

"Hey!" I chuckled, teasing him, "Speak clearly! You just want me to fuck your daughter, right? Since you're useless yourself, I'll help you out. Just make it clear, and things will be easier, won't they?" I laughed, "Well then, it's still early, how about I teach her a lesson here?" I was prepared to punch him if he dared to argue.

But to my surprise, he bowed deeply again, saying, "Thank you so much, thank you for your trouble!" He immediately changed his expression, speaking a few words of Japanese to his daughter with great authority. His daughter bowed and replied, "Hai." She turned to look at me, showing no anger whatsoever, but her face inexplicably flushed—only for a moment—before she gracefully lay down where my mother and I had our final battle, her eyes filled with lust!

"What the heck?" The crowd hadn't dispersed yet, and they were watching us with great enthusiasm, as if they were expecting an idol to perform. I was a little embarrassed, but the Japanese man became quite natural, even deliberately showing off. His wife suddenly said something to their daughter, who quickly sat up, bowed to me seemingly ashamed, and then knelt in front of me. She opened her mouth and took my still limp, but much larger, penis—far beyond what the Japanese man could match—into her mouth, her tongue skillfully massaging it.

I must say, this girl's tongue was really good; it was in no way inferior to her mother's. It seemed she had been trained for a long time! The Japanese man's attitude both amused and annoyed me. He was watching his daughter perform oral sex on me, and then kept explaining in Chinese, "Her mother just warned her that a woman shouldn't lie down before a man is ready, as it makes him feel like he's been preordained and will resist."

"Her oral skills are excellent; she practices at home often..." I paid no attention to what he was saying; my focus was entirely on the waves of pleasure emanating from my groin.

Suddenly, I felt a chill below. His daughter spat out my penis, then rolled over into a doggy-style position, thrusting her shapely, not-too-large, but still firm, buttocks towards me. While twisting her waist, she gave me a seductive wink. Without hesitation, I knelt behind her, held my already erect penis against her vulva, and thrust forward, squeezing my thick penis—at least two and a half times the size of that guy's—into her!

"Oh..." She was clearly not used to it, but I didn't intend for her to. I immediately launched a fierce and relentless assault,

like a storm. My ancestors came to bombard us with planes back then, and today I'll bomb them all back! My thick penis, like a heavy cannon, rapidly pounded into the woman's vagina. Although she tried to endure it, she couldn't help but cry out after a few thrusts, her cries growing louder and louder, attracting even more people! I wanted to vent my anger, but even more so, I wanted to show off my strength, using every method to demonstrate my talent.

The woman beneath me soon began screaming and yelling. Seeing her hands digging into the sand, you could tell how excited she was. I deliberately thrust into her fragile body with wide, sweeping movements. Even my mother and other tall European women couldn't handle it, let alone this Japanese woman. Gradually, her movements became more like evasion than submission, her head swaying left and right as if trying to shake off her pain.

Those around were astonished, but my grandmother and the others were quite composed. They were experienced; they knew the feeling of my penis inside her. They even seemed a little jealous as they pointed and commented on the Japanese woman.

"Ah..." the Japanese woman screamed again, her body slumping down. From the trembling and the slippery vaginal fluid emanating from her vagina, I knew she had climaxed again. In the past hour, she had climaxed at least five or six times. Except for the first climax, which lasted about twenty minutes, the intervals between the subsequent climaxes were getting shorter and shorter.

I wanted to continue my assault, but I didn't want to actually ejaculate inside the Japanese woman. So, I suppressed the urge to continue, withdrew my penis, and said, "You're useless. Your daughter will have a much deeper memory, but I'm really suffering!"

The short man was stunned to see my already thick penis, now even thicker and longer after being soaked in his daughter's vaginal fluid, throbbing and angrily pointing towards the sky to express his resentment. Finally realizing what was happening, he hurriedly said, "I'm so sorry, so sorry!" He bowed to me and said, "If you don't mind, my wife can continue to serve you. Otherwise, not releasing your pent-up desires will be bad for your health."

"So filial? So concerned about my health?" Seeing that his wife was also a little embarrassed, but her eyes revealed more expectation, I was also a little tempted. Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, they were still a mother and daughter!

Seeing that I didn't object, his wife quickly came over and squatted in front of me, holding my large penis in her hands, not caring that it was covered in her daughter's vaginal fluid, and opened her mouth to take it in. Her tongue was skillful and varied, and her movements were serious and meticulous. This level of attentiveness in serving someone already surpassed that of my mother and her family. But this was normal; Japanese women are known for being good at serving people, especially in bed.

At this moment, while enjoying the waves of pleasure coming from below, I looked around with a bit of smugness.

The people around me, whether men or women, almost all looked at me with envy and jealousy. Stimulated by the lewd scene before him, many men's penises became engorged and erect. However, aside from the size disadvantage of the average person, even among the white and black men, whose penises were about the same size as mine or even larger, their penises remained limp and slumped against their thighs, even when engorged. No

wonder, it's said that the male actors in Western porn films, while appearing impressive, are actually using hormones to stimulate their erections; otherwise, they couldn't possibly be so hard. Thinking about it, there are many sluts and whores in China who only see the size of foreign men's penises, never realizing that once they try them, they're just putting on a show, their erections are utterly insignificant! Just

then, it seemed things were ready below. This mother didn't use the doggy-style position like her daughter had earlier; instead, she lay directly on the beach, her buttocks resting on her daughter who hadn't yet gotten up. Seeing her limbs spread wide, her eyes brimming with lust as she flirted with me, her two relatively fair and straight thighs raised high, her vulva opening and closing like a starving child's mouth, waiting to be fed!

I knelt between her legs without hesitation, aimed my penis, and thrust it in forcefully. I was surprised to find her vagina already soaking wet. She was clearly a mature woman; her vaginal fluids were indeed abundant. Perhaps her husband had last fucked her, and her vagina wasn't completely clean yet! Anyway, that wasn't my focus. I launched a fierce attack, and she was so overwhelmed that she couldn't even moan anymore, only letting out soft groans and occasionally uttering a few words of Japanese. But it seemed different from the sounds of women in Japanese porn films; I couldn't understand it, so I didn't bother listening.

After the continuous assault, I couldn't believe my own stamina. Just as I was about to ejaculate, this mature Japanese woman, after multiple orgasms, finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

I was really in the middle of it all, and after angrily grabbing her buttocks and thrusting into her a few times, I withdrew in disappointment. Seeing that my women had all recovered and were watching from the side, I said fiercely to the Japanese man who was still dumbfounded, "Done. Now your wife has a deep memory, right?" After saying that, I left with my mother and the others, seemingly very disappointed, leaving the Japanese man standing there in a daze. The applause and whistles behind me certainly didn't make him feel good. It couldn't be because his wife and daughter had been fucked by another man like that, could it?

"Honey, how's the Japanese sushi?" Mom suddenly asked me with a smile. "You seem to be enjoying it."

"No!" I shook my head and said, "I still prefer Chinese food, of course." I looked at her, my grandma, and my aunt, "And Russian cuisine!" As I said this, I pinched her bottom, then pinched Haiqin's bottom next to her, and said, "Did your bottoms get bigger after you had children?" As soon as I said this, not only the two of them, but even my grandma and the others looked at me. "That mother and daughter just now, the mother's bottom was indeed much bigger than the daughter's, didn't you think?" I was surprised that they hadn't noticed this.

"Hey! Xiaoman!" They were both amused and annoyed. My aunt couldn't help but say, "You're not just focusing on comparing the mother and daughter's butts, are you? So tell me, whose butt is bigger, ours or Elena's?" I said, bewildered, "Of course Elena's is bigger. Grandma's butt is a bit bigger than yours, but yours is also quite big, and..." I was afraid she might have other ideas, so I tried to explain, but she said, "If that's the case, then your comparison with that mother and daughter was unnecessary." It turned out they found that funny.

"Let's swim back!" Seeing my embarrassment, Hyman came to my rescue, saying, "I'm starting to feel like swimming. Who can help me?"

"What? You still have the energy?" My aunt teased her, "I'll help you then, but if your legs go weak later, I won't save you!" After saying that, she and Hyman playfully ran towards the sea.

“Let’s swim over there,” Haiqin said. “There’s no shade up there, it’ll be too sunny to go straight across.” We all agreed with her, or rather, there was no point in walking, so we all headed towards the sea. Grandma volunteered to lead Haiqin, and I, naturally hoping they could bond and at least get along better, swam slowly behind with Mom.

“Oh, let’s walk a bit, Mom!” Watching Grandma and Haiqin swim towards the beach, I put my arm around my mother’s waist and walked slowly with her in the water.

“Honey, we’ll get our long-term residency here in about three days, and we can complete all the investment immigration procedures within a month,” Mom suddenly said to me. “Aren’t you happy?”

“Me? Of course I’m happy!” I suddenly stopped, stood facing her, and said seriously, “Mom, you can officially marry me now, right?”

“Legally speaking, you could have done it a long time ago!” Mom said playfully. “Have you forgotten? You have Russian citizenship now. The main reason we’re letting you immigrate to Thailand is that men here can have multiple wives.” I really forgot about the citizenship I got when I went to Russia; I was probably only thinking about bringing my grandmother and aunt back with me.

But then I remembered what Mom said later. The reason for immigrating to Thailand is that men here can have multiple wives. Although the law stipulates monogamy, children born to other wives are also protected and can enjoy all the rights of children born to the legal wife. This is purely for the sake of a more harmonious life for me in the future. After all, even if Grandma and the others don’t say anything, Haiqin and Haiman are not so easy to fool, especially Haiqin.

"Mom," I couldn't help but hug and kiss her, saying, "I'm proposing to you right now, will you marry me, Lina!"

"Oh, marry you..." Mom hesitated deliberately, "Does that mean I need a gift?"

"Oh my god? Where would I get a gift?" I'd completely forgotten about it. "I... I'll get it when we get back, okay? Mom, please say yes!" I practically begged her. "I want it now, you have it with you, don't you?" Mom said deliberately, pinching my penis. Oh, I see! My penis was stimulated and instantly stood up, still majestic even in the seawater.

"Mom, I'll give you some betrothal gifts now, and I'll make it up to you properly when we get back!"

Mom soothed my penis for a while, then said, "You know, besides wanting to enjoy the pleasure you bring, I also want it to put something inside me, that's what I want most!" Put something inside? Even in my daze, I understood. "Come on, Mom!" Although there were more people around than before, the seawater was up to our chests, so we couldn't see anything below. Mom easily wrapped her legs around my waist, and with the buoyancy of the seawater, she effortlessly aligned her vagina with my penis.

"Mom, I've brought you a gift!" I said, taking a deep breath and pulling down on Mom's ample waist and hips. Mom slowly but smoothly slid my penis inside her, and only stopped when it reached her already warm uterus! "Come on, baby!" Mom said passionately, "Let me see how sincere you are in proposing to me!"

"You'll be satisfied!" Making love in this vast ocean felt so close to nature. Unlike before when I deliberately made things difficult, I completely enjoyed making love with my own mother, trying my best to bring her to orgasm after orgasm, cultivating her fertile soil suitable for sowing life. I wanted to sow the seeds of my life here, in the place where I had received life and nurtured it!

"Mom, let's go swimming!" I suddenly had an idea. I grabbed my mother, flipped over, and plunged into the sea, diving underwater. In the water, we didn't stop or slow our movements at all, kissing passionately, trying to taste each other's tongues. When we surfaced, we would rest for a moment, then dive back in. It's said that humans lived in the sea for a period during evolution, and today it seems that making love in the sea is much more fun than on land.

We floated and sank countless times, like whales or dolphins, mating and entwining in the water. My mother's orgasms were particularly intense and frequent, but after each one, she couldn't stop moving because I would relentlessly take her to new heights!

Finally, I felt my control reach its limit. Waves of pleasure from below relentlessly eroded my nerves. At my mother's repeated pleas, she climaxed hysterically, releasing a torrent of vaginal fluid that surged into my penis. The hot penis, washed by the cool fluid, was no longer something I could resist. At her request, I ejaculated all my essence into her body. I took a deep breath and held my mother tightly in my arms, thrusting my penis in with all my might, reaching her uterus.

My mother tried to scream, but I silenced her with my lips, sucking out her tongue before gently but firmly biting it to prevent her from crying out. At the same time, I pulled my legs together and sank into the sea with my mother in my arms. My mother's limbs, which I had forcefully controlled, suddenly contracted, pulling me tightly into my arms as well. We remained in the water for several minutes before I could no longer hold back and stood up. But Mom didn't seem to have recovered yet. Seeing her tightly closed eyes and flushed face, I couldn't help but kiss her.

However, I must say, although my penis had shrunk, it was still gripped tightly by her violently contracting vagina. The penis Mom gave me and her vagina were truly the best natural match, working together seamlessly.

After catching my breath and feeling my heartbeat gradually calm down, I didn't pull out and swam towards the shore with my mother. Although our swimming style would attract attention, it wasn't too shocking on a nudist beach. When we were almost ashore, I reluctantly pulled out my penis, which was still mixed with my semen and Mom's vaginal fluid, and quickly lifted her horizontally so that the semen inside her wouldn't easily leak out.

"Oh, you swim really well!" Seeing me carry my mother back to the rest area, my aunt, who had arrived earlier, raised her eyebrows at me and said, "I wish I had swum like you! Hahahaha..." Looking at the other women, some smiling shyly and others openly, although there was a hint of envy in their smiles, I could tell that most of them were envious. So I happily said, "Then I'll teach you how to swim dry swimming tonight!"

"Dry swimming?" They seemed to have never heard of it. Suddenly, Hyman laughed and said, "You're not going to swim dry swimming on the grass, are you?" Hyqin understood what I meant and said, "Can you swim on a carpet?" I kissed them both and said, "Of course, you two come together, and I'll definitely teach you!"

Seeing them laughing so hard, my grandmother and aunt still didn't understand. But then the tour guide suddenly interjected, "Don't you listen to crosstalk?"

My grandmother and aunt were taken aback again. Their Chinese was only enough for daily conversation, and they didn't understand even a little bit of dialect, so naturally they couldn't listen to crosstalk. The tour guide whispered an explanation to my aunt, who then nodded in understanding and told my grandmother in Russian. They all laughed. Looking at the laughing women, and then at my mother sleeping like an angel, I truly felt that life would be wonderful if it could continue like this!

(Part 2)

We obtained Thai citizenship smoothly. After the factory groundbreaking ceremony, we played around for a while, including taking my mother and the others to the mountains for some outdoor fun, enjoying the pure pleasure of natural sex. According to the itinerary, we had to return to China to deal with Haiqin and my father's affairs.

"Let's go to the villa in Northeast China first!" This was the first idea my mother mentioned after returning to China, and I knew what she wanted to do.

"Okay, Mom." Somewhat overwhelmed, I hugged her waist and said, "Let's hold our wedding first!" My mother kissed me, her face full of happiness.

But I suddenly realized that the other women around me seemed somewhat disappointed! My heart tightened; I had neglected their affairs. But my mother came to my rescue, saying, "Alright, let's go to the villa in the Northeast to escape the summer heat. There's a church there. I think Elena and Nadya will agree to marry you after me, right?" Hearing my mother say this, my grandmother and the others naturally couldn't object and quickly nodded in agreement.

Then she said to Hyman, "How you plan your wedding depends on your choice. Also, do you need to tell your family? It seems that weddings in China require parental consent, right?" Hyman then understood her mother's thoughts and happily explained, "Actually, I'm not in a hurry for the wedding. Anyway, we've already registered. I want to marry him together with my sister!" After saying that, she gave me a mischievous smile.

My mother didn't speak again, but looked at Haiqin. Haiqin twitched slightly at my mother's gaze, and remained silent for a while before finally saying, "I know what to do!" She looked up at me, only to find me looking at her too. Our eyes met, and she lowered her head again, saying, "I've already discussed the breakup with his father. Also... also..." Seeing my strange look, she didn't keep me in suspense and said, "I've already told him that Xiaoman and Haiman are dating."

It was truly shocking! I finally understood the feeling of being both amused and exasperated! "He wasn't angry. He said he anticipated that you two might have this kind of problem." Afraid that I would worry, she quickly added, "The reason he broke up with me so quickly was because he was afraid that if you two developed feelings for each other, it would be difficult to get along!" She was still recounting the scene of discussing it with my father, but I wasn't listening. At this moment, the guilt I felt towards my father was indescribable.

From childhood to adulthood, I had very little communication with him, and even the time we spent together was very short, so I had never had any feelings for him. As I grew older, I gradually realized the importance of money in life. My father and I rarely spent time together because he was desperately accumulating wealth so that we could live a better life.

If my affair with my mother, which cheated on him, could be attributed to the long periods of separation that caused our mother-son relationship to deteriorate into a romantic one, and my father was partly to blame, then my later affair with Haiqin was purely due to my selfishness.

To prevent Haiqin from taking my father's assets and to prevent my affair with my mother from being exposed, I actively pursued a relationship with her, and even officially married her in Thailand. I was the one who put this cuckold's horns on my father, entirely for my own desires.

When he learned that I might be having an inappropriate relationship with his sister-in-law, he wasn't furious. Moreover, when he had the opportunity to divorce to prevent me from being interfered with, he resolutely chose to give up his marital happiness. He didn't care for me like other fathers, but his love for me was genuine, even indulgent. Thinking about what I gave him in return, I feel deeply ashamed.

Now, the die was cast!

We immediately decided that Haiqin and Haiman would first go back to their hometown to see their parents and tell their families that Haiqin had divorced and that Haiman was preparing to marry. They would then travel to Northeast China to meet us, and hold their wedding ceremony when the weather was cooler. My mother, grandmother, aunt, and I would go there first to hold our Orthodox wedding.

The weather on the wedding day was lovely, sunny and bright, with occasional gentle breezes that made it very comfortable and not too hot. My mother, wearing a snow-white wedding dress with a distinctly Russian style, walked down the aisle with me to receive blessings from the pastor. Besides my grandmother and aunt, only the orphans from a nearby welfare home, led by their caregivers, attended. Firstly, they didn't have many relatives there, and secondly, even if they did, they wouldn't dare invite them—marrying their own mother? It was better to keep it low-key!

Even so, my mother was incredibly excited! Unlike her usual composed and confident self, she was like a little girl stepping into the marriage hall for the first time, so excited and thrilled. Her rosy cheeks were as alluring as red apples; I longed to pounce and take a bite. As I received the pastor's blessing, looking at my mother and seeing the tears welling in her eyes, my heart stirred—a feeling I'd never experienced before!

Whenever I thought of my mother, I always equated her with naked sex; seeing her only made me want to pin her down and relentlessly ravage her vagina with my penis until I planted my seed in that tender womb.

Although my mother had made many efforts for me, and for herself, even finding so many beautiful women for me, it wasn't until this moment that I suddenly realized how much she had sacrificed for me. Her love for me was not the typical motherly doting, nor was it lust blinding her. It was absolute love, a combination of motherly and marital love!

When the pastor finished his blessing and asked me to kiss the bride, I eagerly embraced my mother and earnestly kissed her red lips. Savoring her fragrant tongue, sucking on her sweet saliva, the taste was so beautiful, so beautiful that I didn't want to let go, trying every possible position and angle to savor it. It wasn't until my mother was almost suffocating that I suddenly realized what was happening, smiled apologetically, and let her go.

The children at the orphanage were cheering and jumping for joy because they had candy and snacks. Although they have this or that disability, perhaps their desire for happiness is the lowest! Then I thought about how excited the teachers were when we donated to the orphanage and told them it was for our wedding anniversary. Looking at those children, I immediately invited them to our wedding, and the teachers readily agreed.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with the teachers, my mother, now officially my wife Lina, and I kept handing out snacks to each child. My grandmother and aunt were also moved by the scene and came to help. At that moment, I felt I was seeing the purest side of humanity!

Back at the villa, as soon as I entered the house, my mother asked, "Is the front door locked?" I nodded without speaking. She immediately untied her hair ornament and tossed it aside, saying, "Alright, now you can finally relax!" With that, she began to take off her wedding dress. My grandmother and aunt, after a moment's hesitation, understood her meaning and also laughed as they began to undress.

I, of course, understood her meaning too. After locking the door, I took off my bow tie and tossed it aside. Tonight was going to be another battle—my wedding night, even though it wasn't dark yet!

My mother and the others had already stripped off quickly. It was still quite warm, and they weren't wearing much to begin with, so they undressed much faster than I did. Then, completely naked, they surrounded me and started helping me undress. Experiencing the treatment of the master of the house, although I'd enjoyed it before, it wasn't the same as today—my wife was right there beside me.

"Darling, to celebrate, I've prepared something new, come on!" My mother's usual composure was nowhere to be seen; like a little girl, she and my grandmother pulled me up, pushing and dragging me into the function room. Seeing the things laid out on the floor, I knew what they were going to play with.

Three sets of saddles my mother had worn in Thailand—a beautiful horse saddle, a set of carriage locks, and a miniature two-wheeled carriage, about the size of a wheelchair, or even more delicate. A beautiful horse plus a carriage pulled by a beautiful horse—how wonderful!

While I was still in a daze, my mother and the others had already started helping each other put on the saddles. I looked at the instructions, prepared the carriage, and waited for them to set up the position and start driving!

As my mother had told them, she was my legal wife, and they were just concubines. Therefore, my mother should have been in the front, with my grandmother and aunt pulling the carriage side-by-side behind. However, the carriage's design was a blend of Chinese and Western styles, or rather, it was designed for a single horse, making it unsuitable for use.

After much deliberation, I had an idea: reverse my mother and grandmother's positions. My mother would be behind, with the carriage frame strapped directly to her large buttocks, while my grandmother and aunt would be in front of her. This way, only the position of the harness needed to be adjusted.

Finally, everything was ready. I sat in the carriage, looking at the three large, round, and fair buttocks neatly arranged before me. I felt like a general on a battlefield, commanding thousands of troops into battle! But unlike those generals, my three horses were all mares, beautiful Western mares directly related to me!

I circled the spacious function hall a few times, occasionally lashing their buttocks with a special whip. I was afraid of leaving marks on their snow-white buttocks, even just a little, and it would break my heart. I wouldn't trade this ride for a luxury car! After all, luxury cars can be bought with money, but this ride? You can't buy it even if you have the money, right?

After riding for a while, my penis couldn't wait any longer, throbbing and eager for a battle. Looking at the beads of sweat on my mother's buttocks, and seeing that my grandmother and aunt were in similar condition, I knew it was time to reward my mount!

Holding my mother's plump buttocks, my penis occasionally brushed against that flesh, it felt incredibly good. Aiming at her mons pubis, I thrust forward, my thick penis easily parting the protective labia like a hot knife through butter, penetrating the warm, wet, and muddy vagina.

The vaginal fluid, squeezed out by my penis, flowed down its shaft like a trickle, some falling directly to the ground, others reaching my scrotum before dripping down. Seeing these byproducts of life being wasted, my aunt couldn't resist crawling over, placing her head between my mother and me, and swallowing my scrotum whole, savoring it.

My grandmother, seeing my aunt had gotten there first but having no other choice, lay down beneath my mother and began attacking her ample breasts. Another erogenous zone attacked, catching my mother off guard. Her previously suppressed moans could no longer be contained; she completely let loose. "Ah...ya...it's in...it's broken through..." The voice grew higher and higher, sharp and piercing, reaching the heavens!

She was so excited, and so was I. Finally, my mother was my wife, and my dream had been fulfilled both legally and religiously. I let go of all restraints, wholeheartedly penetrating my mother's body time and again, striving to unite with her as closely as possible, to become one with her completely. I wanted her to truly feel how strong and deep my love for her was, so each thrust was with all my might, until the head of my penis forced its way into her cervix, only stopping when it was gently stopped by the uterine walls.

My mother understood my efforts, and despite her aching limbs, she thrust her round, plump, white buttocks back with all her might. Each collision produced a crisp, crackling sound; after all, it was my mother who gave me this penis, and it was the perfect match for her buttocks!

The sound of the impact was crisp and melodious, even having a captivating effect. But even so, I never felt satisfied. Each thrust was harder than the last, as if I wanted to push myself back into my mother's vagina, back into the uterus where she once resided, before I was satisfied!

My mother's buttocks, like giant millstones, swayed and turned fiercely, the temperature inside her vagina rising rapidly. Clearly, she wanted me to surrender. Although I longed to give her my essence without reservation, to sow it in the fertile soil within her body, a soil suitable for nurturing life, I first had to fuck her until she was completely submissive. Otherwise, how could I display the dignity of a Chinese man?

I thrust harder, firmly controlling my mother's waist with both hands, so that her movements would be under my control, significantly reducing the range of motion. My grandmother, who had been working tirelessly beneath her, also intensified her movements, sucking her ample breasts until they were completely taut, like fleshy balls, gleaming white.

Although my aunt was also helping my mother, warming my scrotum, I ignored these minor distractions, concentrating on my attack on my mother's honeypot! I urged the fleshy cannon she gave me, a hybrid of Chinese and Russian design, to bombard her purely Russian-style defense system!

Russian-style fortifications are never shoddy constructions. The scorching temperature, the slippery environment, and the increasingly intense contractions of the vaginal walls launched a relentless attack on the aggressive intruder. For a moment, my "heavy artillery" and my mother's fortifications were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to yield.

At that moment, all I could see was my mother's plump, white buttocks, and I could never know what was in her eyes. She could only keep shaking her head from side to side, letting her long hair fly wildly with the movement.

Finally, after my efforts, my mother began to experience a sudden rise in vaginal temperature, accelerated secretion of vaginal fluid, and even stronger contractions of the vaginal walls. She was about to climax! I exerted force with both hands, no longer letting her move freely, and launched my final attack.

"Oh...oh...ah...ya..." My mother gritted her teeth, but couldn't help letting out screams. I was enraged by her still unwilling attitude! Suddenly, I pulled out my large penis, leaving only the glans inside, but instead of immediately turning back, I just left it there, grinding my penis from side to side, hovering at the entrance of my mother's vagina.

Now, my mother, who was already at the brink of disaster, was frantic. She kept thrusting her large buttocks backward, frantically asking me, "Why? Why did you stop? Don't stop, hurry, hurry!" Just as she turned her head, looking at me anxiously, about to speak, I suddenly launched an attack, thrusting my large penis forward with all my might, like a wild horse breaking free of its reins, pushing the glans straight into my mother's uterus.

"You..." My mother, caught off guard, finally screamed, "Ah...ah...it hurts...it's piercing through, ah...fuck me to death...ah..."

After dozens of thrusts, suddenly her body tensed, her large buttocks slammed a few times, and she forcefully pushed herself into my arms, sucking my entire penis inside! Cool vaginal fluid gushed out, drenching my penis uncomfortably, while my mother's vagina contracted powerfully in waves, trying to squeeze out all my essence, leaving it in her burning uterus. I didn't pull out immediately; it felt so good. Holding my mother from behind, across her big buttocks, was incredibly comfortable!

Perhaps stimulated by the wedding, my mother's orgasm was particularly intense this time. She, who usually only needed a few minutes to recover, only climaxed once before collapsing. And I was thinking of letting her go for now, since there were two delicious mature women to enjoy beside me!

I struggled to pull out my penis, and just as I was about to act, I found my grandmother and aunt already lying side by side in front of me, their large buttocks facing me. My aunt's buttocks were whiter and more elastic, while my grandmother's were plump and juicy. After hesitating for a moment, I suddenly had an idea. I had my grandmother bend over in front of me with her buttocks sticking out, while my aunt was on top of her in the same position, her feet on the ground. That way, with both of their large buttocks facing me, I could enjoy myself at the same time!

I roused myself, and my big cock began to move vigorously. Sometimes I wreaked havoc in my aunt's vagina, sometimes I ravaged my grandmother's uterus, fucking this mother and daughter flower until they were dizzy and defeated!

There was no pity. In fact, I knew that for mature women like them with insatiable desires, what they needed was real, real action. Those so-called techniques were not meaningless to them, but they really didn't matter much! Grandma didn't mention it, but let's talk about my aunt. According to my mother and the others, my aunt was quite promiscuous and dissolute when she was in Russia. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she had affairs with almost every son of a local official.

Thinking about my aunt's behavior later on, and the scene of her arguing and divorcing her ex-husband before leaving, I think she must have been a formidable woman in bed! Of course, after my aunt became my woman, her performance in bed was indeed outstanding. Both her skills and endurance were much higher than my mother's. It's only because I'm naturally a virile woman that I could satisfy her; otherwise, it would be difficult for an ordinary man to

satisfy her! This mother and daughter were both trying their best to impress me, trying their best to attract my attention with their big buttocks in the most perfect shape. I was already burning with desire, and the suffocating lust that I hadn't been able to release with my mother immediately flared up again! Every nerve in my body was being baked, urging my subconscious desire to conquer. I was going to launch a conquest against this mother and daughter!

"Ah...it's through..." My aunt's cry was high-pitched and loud.

"Oh...it's going to burst..." Grandma's moans were relatively low. But I had no time to appreciate their moans, even though they were beautiful, like strings stirring the heart.

I rapidly moved my penis in and out of their two vaginas, sending their fluids flying everywhere, some landing on my lower abdomen, my legs, some on Grandma and Aunt's buttocks, and some even on the carpet! I would occasionally slap their two equally large, round, white buttocks, watching the faint handprints appear and disappear like vibrant flowers, a strangely beautiful sight!

The fact that they, mother and daughter, were being violated by me in this position simultaneously fueled their lust, and they fearlessly thrust their large buttocks against me. That's how mature women are; no matter what a man does, they will respond appropriately. Thinking of the Heyqin sisters, especially Heyman's inexperience in bed, the difference between a mature woman and a young girl in bed was immediately apparent.

Under my relentless onslaught, Grandma and Auntie lost their ability to resist one after another. After I brought them to orgasm four or five times in a row, I finally let them go, because I felt that I was also close to my limit, and what I wanted most was to ejaculate into Mother's uterus!

Although Mother's orgasm had been very intense, she had recovered after resting for so long. After all, she used to be able to handle my passion on her own, even though she usually ended up being fucked unconscious by me.

"Good, my darling!" Mother gave me a sexy and alluring look and said, "You fucked them unconscious too, so do you still have the strength? I mean, do you still have the strength to help me extinguish the burning fire in my heart?"

"Of course!" I also stood up with a grin, pulled my penis out of Grandma's honey hole, and jumped up, splashing out a lot of the vaginal fluid, but still jumping around from time to time, showing its vitality. “Mom, I think I can do it, and not just extinguish the fire in your heart, I also want to… I also want to…” I walked up to my mother and pulled her into my arms, saying, “I also want to leave something in your womb!”

My mother chuckled and said, “Oh, I have no objection, but is it really that simple that you just want to leave something in my body?”

“Of course… no.” I felt my smile becoming a little lewd. “I also want to let those seeds grow and then come out…” I finished speaking and kissed my mother again.

Unexpectedly, this time my mother didn’t joke around, but said very seriously, “I hope so too, dear!”

Her eyes made my heart flutter: “I really want to have a child for you, oh no, many children. And…” She looked at my grandmother and the others and said, “Elena and the others went for a check-up the other day, and Elena is still fertile, do you understand what I mean?”

My grandmother is basically close to menopause, and generally, before menopause, a woman’s ovaries can no longer produce mature eggs, which means she can no longer have children. Unexpectedly, my mother said she could still have children. I figured my grandmother must also want to have a child for me, and sure enough, her next words confirmed my suspicions.

"Elena and Nadya are both willing to have your children, but I think it's best if they don't get pregnant at the same time. Otherwise, if we're both pregnant, it'll be too much for you!" She chuckled, covering her mouth, but her body trembled slightly with her laughter, making her breasts bounce, almost making my eyes pop out. "Shall we start now?" I said to my mother in a conciliatory tone, wanting her consent first.

"Oh, okay, but..." She glanced at my already throbbing penis and said, "Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll rape me!" Hearing this, the fire in my heart could no longer be suppressed and ignited.

"I can rape you now!" I said, reaching out to grab her. But seeing my expression, my mother seemed frightened and ran away first. I chased after her, but she ran while shouting, "Rape! Help! My son is raping his own mother!" She hadn't run far before I caught her on the stairs, pinning her against the handrail, her legs automatically spreading apart.

"I'm raping you now, you mother who seduced her son!" I said, thrusting my penis upwards and penetrating her!

"Oh...my son is raping his own mother..." The mother's head jerked back, her hair flying. I didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, immediately launching a fierce attack!

My thick, hard penis, like an iron rod, ravaged and ravaged the mother's vagina. Each time, I exerted all my strength, each time penetrating to the hilt, as if I wanted to fuck her honeypot through!

"Ah...ya...ah..." The mother's screams echoed in the villa, truly like being raped, or rather, like being gang-raped, sending chills down one's spine. But soon her voice changed, no longer a scream of agony, but a muffled, indistinct whisper, a so-called wordless mantra.

Perhaps due to the more ferocious positions, my mother quickly experienced multiple orgasms. I no longer pitied her, but launched a relentless assault, my Russian-blooded Chinese heavy artillery pounding fiercely, quickly bringing her to peak after peak.

But I too had reached my limit. After four or five orgasms, and finally another intense climax, the cool vaginal fluid gushing from her honeypot, drenching my aggressively attacking glans, I could no longer hold back. A surge of pain shot through my lower back, and I roared as I ejaculated all my love for my mother into the deepest part of her honeypot, into the place I had once lived—my mother's womb!

"Home, really home!" That was my only thought. After a few more thrusts, the unimaginable contractions of my mother's vagina finally constricted my penis, making it impossible for me to move.

At the same time, her womb, like a black hole, exerted a powerful suction, drawing my penis in. All the essence I ejaculated was absorbed and frantically swirled around in my mother's womb, searching for its other half to unite and form a new life!

However, because I ejaculated so much semen, my mother's fertile soil couldn't fully absorb it. Some of the cloudy liquid slipped out and landed on the carpet after I forcefully pulled my penis out. After much consideration, to increase my mother's chances of conceiving, I took a pillow and placed it under her buttocks. This lifted her vaginal opening, preventing the semen from flowing out and allowing it time to be absorbed.

Seeing that my mother was already fast asleep, and the sweet smile on her face was enough to show how satisfied she was, I could imagine that my seed was seeking every opportunity to take root, sprout, and grow strong within her. Soon, in the place that once nurtured me, my next generation should be formed, right?

I got up, carried my sleeping aunt to the sofa, and placed her there. When I was about to carry my grandmother to the sofa as well, she suddenly stirred and struggled to open her eyes.

She said weakly, "Darling... can... can you do it again?" I nodded, but looked at her with some surprise. She was even having trouble opening her eyes; wasn't she satisfied yet?

"That's good." She seemed to have regained some energy and said, "Then let's do it on me again!" Seeing my hesitation, she explained, "You know, the doctor said I can still get pregnant, but it won't be long. But I really want to have a child for you, even just one..." Her breathing had returned to normal, but I was deeply moved by her words.

Although I didn't want to continue my assault, what could I say since she had made such a request? I had to act! To save her some energy, I placed her on the sofa, lifting her long, shapely, and fleshy thighs and folding them towards her body. Although her large buttocks were suspended in the air, they were now raised high, her vulva opening and closing like a hungry child begging for food.

Looking at my grandmother's tired but determined expression, I couldn't resist any longer. I leaned down and kissed her sexy lips, then squatted down further, embracing her large buttocks and kissing her high mons pubis repeatedly. She trembled as I kissed her, her labia even contracting and twitching a few times, but I ignored it and continued downwards, parting her two snow-white buttocks and kissing her anus, which, though dark in color, was clearly wrinkled!

"Oh no, it's dirty there..." Grandma twisted her big buttocks a few times, trying to get away, but it wasn't that she disliked it, she just felt a little guilty about me kissing her anus. I still ignored her and continued to hug and kiss her big buttocks for a while, and only when I felt it was enough did I stand up with satisfaction, licking my tongue. I didn't expect it to taste so good! It smelled wonderful, no wonder they took so long to bathe this morning.

"Dear Grandma, I'm here to plant your seed!" Although I spoke in a local dialect, Grandma obviously understood what I meant.

"Oh, okay, I can't wait any longer! Come on, Grandma wants to give her grandson a whole bunch of kids!" Since she couldn't wait any longer, I naturally wouldn't hold back. I straightened her big buttocks, adjusted the angle of my penis, and aimed it at her honeyed hole that was already seeping with lustful fluids again. With a thrust, "whoosh..." my entire penis slid in! "Ah..." Grandma's moans rang out again, and my assault on her began again!

Under the bombardment of my penis, sometimes like a heavy artillery barrage, sometimes like a dragonfly skimming the water, Grandma's defenses quickly crumbled. She, who hadn't recovered her energy, experienced repeated orgasms. I showed no mercy, because I knew that what she needed most now was for me to sow the seeds of concentrated life essence within her body—a soil that should be no less fertile than her mother's, suitable for sowing life!

My body completely lost control, my mind went blank, and my instinctive reaction drove me to increase my speed, thrusting my penis into Grandma's vagina with all my might, straight to the heart of the matter. After Grandma had orgasmed four or five times, I was also incredibly pleasurable from the stimulation of her vaginal fluids. A tingling, numb sensation ran from my tailbone to the top of my head. "Grandma... move... I'm coming, ha..."

Grandma, still brimming with energy, thrust her large buttocks upwards to bring her vagina closer to my penis, making it easier for me to penetrate. Unable to suppress my excitement, I yelled and ejaculated inside her.

"Ah..." Grandma shuddered from the heat of my semen, orgasming again before collapsing and fainting. I tried my best to ejaculate deep inside Grandma, but finally, an overwhelming fatigue washed over me. Without pulling out my penis, I collapsed onto Grandma and fell into a deep sleep.

For several days, my life consisted of eating, sleeping, and having sex. Of course, I ejaculated either into my mother's uterus or Grandma's, but actually, I ejaculated into Grandma's more often. Although I desperately wanted my mother to have my child, what they said that day indicated one thing: while my grandmother could still conceive, her chances were slim. My mother, on the other hand, was still young and had plenty of time, so I tried my best to give her as many opportunities as possible.

Two weeks later, I suddenly received a call from Haiqin. They had finished dealing with things back home and were coming to visit us.

My mother drove them to our place, and I excitedly hugged and kissed each of them repeatedly. The joy of our long-awaited reunion made me smile uncontrollably. But upon closer inspection, I noticed that Haiman looked fine, except for being a little tanned, but Haiqin had lost a lot of weight. She wasn't particularly tall to begin with, and now standing next to my mother and the others, she looked even smaller!

"You've lost a lot of weight. Did you miss me?" I was actually trying to cheer her up, but to my surprise, Haiqin burst into tears, hugged me, and cried uncontrollably!

Now it was my turn to be at a loss! Looking at my mother, I cast a pleading glance my way, but to my surprise, she gave me a cute, yet almost infuriating, smile, then shrugged and went inside. My grandmother and aunt followed her, leaving me standing helplessly in the hallway, only able to offer useless words of comfort like "Don't cry" to Haiqin. At this crucial

moment, Haiman came to the rescue! While comforting Haiqin, she told me that her parents, knowing Haiqin had divorced my father, a wealthy and influential man, scolded her for being unreasonable, but they couldn't reveal my true identity. Finally, Haiman cleverly gave them the 80,000 yuan my mother had given her as a dowry, thus calming things down.

Actually, later, when her parents learned I was a foreigner and had invested heavily in China, their attitude changed completely. They stopped complaining about Haiqin and became even more affectionate towards Haiman, making Haiman feel uncomfortable. You see, in their hometown, the preference for sons was very strong, and their parents had often beaten them since childhood.

Everything seemed to be going well. When Haiman heard she was going to marry me, her parents were overjoyed. But they seemed to think Haiqin would be a burden, and without telling her, they secretly arranged for her to find a husband. When Haiqin found out, her years of suppressed anger finally erupted. She berated her parents for being greedy for money, telling them she had found a new partner after her divorce and received over a million in assets.

Her parents, never having seen Haiqin so angry, were naturally embarrassed. The neighbors, hearing her outburst, subtly or overtly commented that her parents shouldn't be so materialistic. Her claim of receiving over a million in assets only fueled their regret. But Haiqin didn't care; her years of resentment and anger had completely exploded. If Haiman hadn't pulled her back, who knows what might have happened.

After listening to Haiman's explanation, I understood that Haiqin felt incredibly wronged. Thinking of her parents' snobbishness, I was also moved. "Don't cry! I'll marry you both!" Hearing this, both Haiqin and Haiman were stunned. But seeing my angry expression, they knew I wasn't joking. Although Haiqin's tears hadn't dried, she dared not cry anymore and quietly asked, "Have you not thought it through? You'll marry both of us? Will you allow it?"

"How could I not have thought it through? We're Thai citizens now, and we're legally married in Thailand. What's there to be afraid of?" Only then did they remember. Indeed, after so many years, suddenly changing nationalities had made them forget.

I contacted a fairly large wedding planning company. Since Haiqin and her sister wanted a purely Chinese-style wedding, we didn't have a wedding car; instead, they were carried by sedan chair from the photo studio where they were getting ready to go to the hotel where the banquet was held.

Originally, I wanted to keep a low profile, but Haiman said their parents and many relatives would be attending the wedding, so I had no choice. However, considering the possibility of being exposed, I simply told their relatives that both sisters were marrying me, a so-called Thai-Chinese, and that the wedding would be held at the best hotel in the area.

I thought there would be a lot of trouble, but to my surprise, their parents weren't angry at all; in fact, they were all smiles and agreed. Of course, they also accepted the engagement gifts I gave them.

On the wedding day, the wedding proceeded smoothly under the guidance of what the wedding planning company claimed was their best emcee. Of course, to avoid suspicion, my mother and her sister only attended as close friends and relatives; we tried to keep our relationship as a secret as possible.

On their wedding night, I had to thoroughly conquer these two sisters, especially in bed, to establish my authority!

It seemed I should be satisfied! About a week later, my mother told me she had received a call from my father, asking me to come to his company. He said it was a rare occasion for him to be back and he wanted to see me.

My previously carefree mood instantly turned cold. I was finally going to see my father. Haiqin said she had told him that my relationship with Haiman might develop, and that his abrupt breakup with her was related to this. Thinking of my father always filled me with an indescribable sense of guilt. He was away from home so many years to make my life better! And this was how I repaid him—it was like repaying kindness with enmity. But what was coming was inevitable, and I had no reason to refuse. So I went to see my father.

My mother drove me to my father's office. She didn't go in with me but sat in the reception area, drinking the coffee the receptionist had poured for her, encouraging me with her eyes to go see my father alone. Knowing my identity, the receptionist assumed I was intimidated by my father and smiled at me, saying, "The president seems quite happy today; he even brought you a gift!"

I forced a smile and nodded in response. Who could know what I was feeling at that moment? Even the longest road eventually comes to an end. The long corridor seemed so short, and soon I reached the office door. I habitually pushed it open and found my father leaning against the sofa, resting with his eyes closed.

"Xiaoman's here," he said, pleased to see me. I smiled and replied, "Yes, you're back! You seem more tired this time than before."

My father smiled and nodded, his face showing fatigue, but he seemed happy. "Yes, I went to many places this time, and every year my health gets worse than the last, sigh..." He shook his head and beckoned me to sit down. I sat down beside him, and under his earnest gaze, my heart pounded wildly!

He asked about my studies and some trivial matters. Actually, in my limited memory of my father, he rarely cared about these things. But I still told him the truth. He listened with a smile, then suddenly said, "Your Aunt Haiqin told me the other day that you and Haiman have a good relationship?"

Finally, he got to the point. I was incredibly nervous, but I didn't avoid the question—of course, I couldn't avoid it anyway.

"Yes, we...we're...making friends..." My voice trailed off towards the end. My father, however, remained calm, nodding and saying, "Hmm, she's three or four years older than you, which is a good age match. You two should give it a try

and see if you get along." He didn't say anything more after that, lowering his head in thought. I didn't dare disturb him, so I sat quietly, waiting for him to speak.

“Your Aunt Haiqin and I have broken up.” He didn’t look up but continued with his head down, “Partly for your sake and Haiman’s, but also to avoid holding her back. It’s not suitable for me to be with her, after all, I’m often away from home, which would be too restrictive for her.” He suddenly asked me, “Did you know she went to Thailand to invest?”

I didn’t expect him to ask that question and blurted out, “Yes, it’s a project run by a local Chinese, and I heard the returns are good. Also, it seems she’s already become a Thai citizen.” Just

as I was regretting saying too much, my father nodded and said, “I know, her investment is mainly for citizenship. Haiman is a Thai citizen too, right?” Before I could answer, he continued, “In that case, if you and Haiman develop a relationship, there won’t be any problems. After all, not many people know about my relationship with Haiqin.” He was still thinking of me, and I didn’t know what to say.

“Actually, I’ve always felt really bad for you, including your mother,” my father suddenly said. “Although I can give you money, I owe you a lot emotionally. So, don’t worry about Haiman. There’s no blood relation to her, and now even that last bit of in-law relationship is gone. You don’t need to be afraid of anything.”

I felt like crying. If I told my father at this moment that I had not only officially married Haiman, but also my mother, aunt, grandmother, and even his former second wife, Haiqin, would he go crazy? But I’m not stupid. I absolutely cannot say such a thing, especially not in front of my father.

After talking to me for a while, my father was originally going to have dinner with me, but he suddenly received a phone call saying that a boss from out of town was coming to talk business with him. He had to apologize and tell me that we would have to do it another time.

After returning from my father’s place, I didn’t say a word to my mother in the car, and my mother didn’t speak to me either. When we got home, she parked the car, and just as we were about to get out, she suddenly said, "Honey, you and your father seemed to have a good talk, why can't you be happier?"

I snapped out of my reverie and said apologetically, "Oh, I'm sorry, Mom, I was feeling a bit emotional. I didn't mean to ignore you."

"Hey, don't call me Mom anymore, understand?" Mom pretended to be angry, which was especially cute.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot again. I can only call you Mom in bed, right, Nadya!" My mother pouted playfully like a little girl and jumped out of the car, and I followed her home.

Life had to go on, and every day I had to work hard, planting my seed in my mother's and her sister's bodies. Although Haiqin and her sister also had a strong desire to have my child, my mother said they couldn't both be pregnant at the same time, otherwise I would have a hard time. Haiqin and her sister knew this was indeed the case, so they could only enjoy my caresses first and not rush to create a life-giving fruit.

Finally, my mother's belly showed signs of labor. After more than a month of continuous work, my mother told me that her period was late, and a hospital check-up confirmed that she was pregnant. I was happy, my mother was happy, but the other women were inevitably a little disappointed. However, I promised them they would all have a chance, so they didn't care too much. Two more months passed, and my mother's belly was noticeably bigger. I took several photos of her every day, some in maternity clothes, some naked, just to capture her memories of each day.

Then, my grandmother brought more good news. Her period hadn't arrived on time, and after a checkup, she was told she was pregnant. Her biggest fear was that she wouldn't be able to have children after menopause, and she was so excited she almost jumped for joy.

When my mother successfully gave birth to my first child, the joy of becoming a father for the first time filled my mind.

Facing this chubby little life, like a ball of flesh, who was both my son and my brother, I had so many emotions! To prevent any defects in the child, we went for weekly checkups and found a nutritionist to create the best meal plan for my mother. And so far, the child is healthy and without defects.

Looking at my mother lying in bed, though a little tired, but in good spirits, I really didn't know how to thank her enough. "Mom, I really don't know how to thank you." There were no other patients in the VIP ward, and my aunt was looking after my child, so I spoke my heart to my mother.

"Oh, sweetheart, have you forgotten what we said? Except in bed, you're not allowed to call me 'Mom'?"

My mother smiled and said, "This is mainly for the sake of the child later, otherwise he'll get confused if you call me casually." I understood what my mother meant, nodded, kissed her, and teased her, "But we're in bed now, you're lying down, and I'm half in bed too, right?"

My mother laughed, "Yes, that's right. But honestly, having a child for you is just a wife's responsibility, no need to thank me!"

"Of course." The baby seemed to be asleep. My aunt came over and interjected, "So now that you've had a child, and Elena is about to give birth, can I have one too?"

"Once I recover, you should prepare." My mother said contentedly, "Not only you, but Haiqin and the others can prepare too, to have many children for him. I think I'll have another one for him too."

Two months later, my grandmother Elena also gave birth smoothly, a girl. Because both my grandmother and mother had given birth before, and their hips were naturally large and their hip bones were wide open, they both had smooth natural births without a cesarean section.

I have successfully completed my middle school entrance exam and entered the high school section of this school. At the graduation ceremony, my classmates, seeing my mother, grandmother, aunt (whose belly was already protruding), and Haiqin (who was also busy taking care of them), all asked me who I was. I simply said I was their woman, without explaining anything else, even though they certainly wouldn't believe it, it was true.

According to our plan, Haiqin and my aunt became pregnant after my mother and grandmother recovered, while Haiman had to wait to avoid disrupting her studies.

Considering the practicalities, we registered all the children for Chinese citizenship, as the environment here is safer.

During the Spring Festival, we hired a photographer to come to our home and take a family photo. I sat in the middle, with my mother and Haiqin on either side; they were both women I used to call "Mom." My grandmother, aunt, and Haiman were in the back, and everyone except Haiman was holding a child. My grandmother was holding two; she always wanted to have more children for me before she stopped ovulating, and she succeeded, quickly conceiving again.

My mother once told me I should find a girl my own age, but I didn't agree. After all, Hyman wasn't much older than me. Besides, our family dynamics were unacceptable to most people. Why ruin the relationships with the women I was closer to for a woman I didn't even know and had no connection with? I would occasionally visit my father, and he would try his best to introduce me to his social circle. I knew, of course, that he wanted to make it easier for me to take over his business later.

In short, marrying my mother and her family, and having them bear me children, fulfilled one of my major wishes; things were finally settled. The future is unpredictable, but with my close family by my side, I'm not afraid of any difficulties.

[The End]

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