My sincere love for my classmate's mother

When I was in junior high school, I met a new classmate, Zhang Jianwei. We lived very close to each other and didn't live on campus, so we rode our bikes to and from school together every day, and soon became good friends.

One Sunday, Zhang Jianwei invited me to his house to play. His mother was home at the time. After being introduced, I affectionately called her "Auntie." She was very happy to see me and said that I had a sweet tongue, unlike Jianwei who was so rude. That's how I met my classmate's mother.

The first time I saw my classmate's mother, I was immediately attracted to her. She was very slim and well-maintained her figure. She had narrow shoulders, a slender waist, long and thin legs, and a round bottom encased in jeans. From behind, she looked like a mature woman who had just turned thirty. Because she wasn't wearing makeup, you could see fine crow's feet, but her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, and with her oval face and cascading hair, she looked very young. She was very enthusiastic, and her voice was lovely, sweet and gentle, like a young girl's.

I secretly observed her, paying attention to every movement and listening to every word she spoke; every word was like a gentle spring flowing into the depths of my heart. Of course, I did this very secretly; not only did Zhang Jianwei not notice my unusual behavior, but even his mother didn't notice. At that time, Zhang Jianwei took out a photo album from home and showed it to me, but I didn't pay any attention to my classmate's handsome figure; my mind was filled with the image of his mother.

After returning home, I was absent-minded and couldn't even eat the food my parents had prepared. That night, I was sleepless, my mind filled with images of his mother: her round buttocks, the triangle between her legs, her small buttocks, and her thin lips… By then, I had learned to masturbate, and usually I needed to fantasize about several characters to ejaculate. But that night, for some reason, it was only my classmate's mother, and I ejaculated three times.

From then on, I would often go to Zhang Jianwei's house, not for any friendship, but just to see his mother a few more times and hear her sweet, beautiful voice. However, Jianwei had no idea of my intentions and thought that I was sincere with him, so he regarded me as his best friend. Soon we became inseparable buddies, often playing together and sharing our innermost thoughts.

Gradually, I discovered that Zhang Jianwei was an average student, somewhat rude, and rarely spoke unless he swore. Logically, I disliked such a person and would have distanced myself from him, but he had a beautiful mother, which I couldn't bear to leave, so I had to swallow my anger. His mother often advised him that it wasn't easy to have a close friend and that he shouldn't be so rude to me. However, old habits die hard, and Zhang Jianwei continued to do as he pleased. His mother, with a smile, put her hand on my shoulder and asked me to be more understanding. For the first time, I touched those delicate fingers and said, "Auntie, I won't complain." His mother smiled, a smile so sweet.

I realized I had fallen for his mother. Although I didn't understand love at the time, I just wanted to see her every day. Just seeing her and hearing her beautiful voice made me feel good. So, I started using subtle questions to ask Zhang Jianwei about his mother's age and name, because this was important; I could use it when I was fantasizing. Zhang Jianwei was a simple-minded, uncouth man. He couldn't resist my questioning and didn't realize my despicable actions. He blurted out that his mother's name was Bai Su'e, and she was just forty years old. When I learned his mother's name and age, I was incredibly excited and masturbated three times that night.

The more I went to Zhang Jianwei's house, the more familiar I became with his mother, and she no longer treated me like an outsider. She would cook for us; her cooking was quite good, and the food was delicious. I would try very hard to please her, for example, by helping her carry gas cylinders, sell groceries, and clean windows. Whenever I called her "Auntie," I would deliberately call her that in a very sweet voice. Sure enough, my efforts paid off. She praised me, saying I was better than her son, Zhang Jianwei, and that I was sensible. She even jokingly offered to adopt me as her godson. Of course, I was happy to oblige and immediately called her "Mom," and from then on, I always addressed her as "Mom."

When Zhang Jianwei called her, he only uttered the single word "Mom," and it sounded stiff and unpleasant. But when I called her, I used the double syllable "Mom," and my voice was magnetic and gentle. She was very happy to hear this, saying that I called her "Mom" very comfortably and it sounded better. She even said a few words about Zhang Jianwei. Zhang Jianwei, however, scoffed, saying that he had called her that since he was a

child and couldn't change it. Seeing her glaring angrily at Zhang Jianwei, I smiled happily, and calling her "Mom" felt even sweeter. In the blink of an eye, I graduated from junior high school. Zhang Jianwei refused to go to high school, insisting on going to a vocational school so he could start working and earning money as soon as possible. But under pressure from my parents, I continued to attend high school. I was a little disheartened because I was separated from Zhang Jianwei and we saw each other less often. But for his mother's sake, I still kept in touch with him, contacting him by phone occasionally, but I visited his house less often, which made me very sad. I hadn't seen her in a long time and missed her terribly.

During the holidays, I contacted Zhang Jianwei, suggesting we get together, so I went to his house again. His mother was still the same as always, wearing a white nightgown with red flowers, but her beautiful figure was still evident in the loose fit. She was still as warm as ever, her voice still sweet and gentle, sending shivers down my spine. She scolded me for not visiting "Mom" in so long. I made an excuse about being busy with studies, but I had already made up my mind to visit her whenever I could. She smiled, praising my determination, but added, "Even if you're busy, you have to make time to visit Mom." After those words, I visited her whenever I could from then on.

One day, Dad asked me what I'd been up to these past few days, why I was always coming home so late. I told him I'd been to Zhang Jianguo's house. Zhang Jianwei had visited our house before, and Dad recognized him immediately as the bureau chief's son because they looked so alike. This led to a conversation with Mom about Zhang Jianwei's father. Because I'd always been interested in Zhang Jianwei's mother, I paid close attention to news about her, so I eavesdropped. It turned out his father had been transferred to another city as a bureau chief; the power system is under national management, so being transferred to another city was quite normal. Dad said that Director Zhang was a womanizer and had found a mistress there, twenty years younger than him, who was very beautiful. That's when I understood why I'd never seen Zhang Jianwei's father. I'd asked him before, but he wouldn't say anything; it turned out there was this secret. I was overjoyed, imagining her always looking so sad, and that sadness was exactly what I loved. So, my masturbation that night had a new theme: fantasizing about her hatred for her husband and her infatuation with me. That night, I masturbated three more times, ejaculating with great pleasure.

With this news, I went to Zhang Jianwei's house even more frequently; I wanted to turn my fantasies into reality. However, Zhang Jianwei was always home, preventing me from doing so. And then, for some reason, I started to hate Zhang Jianwei. That rude guy, once drunk, actually said he liked my mother's big ass and wanted to fuck her. I couldn't tell anyone this, but I deeply abhorred his words. My mother was sacred; how could he say he wanted to fuck her? But then I remembered that every night I would masturbate and fantasize about his mother, so I forgave him. I thought, this kid must masturbate too, and the object of his fantasies is my mother. I

clearly remember that it was late July, the weather was unusually hot, and I came to Zhang Jianwei's house. Strangely, only his mother was home. I asked and found out that Zhang Jianwei had gone to the beach with his schoolmate. As usual, I wanted to leave when I saw that Zhang Jianwei wasn't home.

"Xiao Tao, you're my son now, and you call me 'Mom' so affectionately every day. Why are you leaving just because Jianwei isn't home? Come, sit for a while, let's chat." she said.

"No, Mom, I have something to do." Although I said that, I still wanted to stay.

"This child calls me 'Mom' so affectionately, yet so reserved. Please sit for a while."

Hearing her say this, I happily sat down on the sofa. To be honest, this was my first time being alone with her, and I was very nervous, but I tried my best to appear natural. We talked about Zhang Jianwei; she praised my studies and asked me to help Jianwei. Gradually, I relaxed, and we got along very well. Before long, it was time for dinner, and she suggested we eat at home. Perfect timing; I wanted to spend more time with her, so I agreed.

While she was cooking, she told me to wait inside, but I went to help in the kitchen so I could get a better look at her plump bottom. As she cooked, she praised me for being diligent and observant, and said a lot about Jianwei's laziness. I felt secretly pleased. A few times, our bodies bumped into each other, and my heart was pounding in my throat, but she acted as if nothing had happened. I grew bolder and pretended to accidentally touch her bottom. She clearly felt it and turned to look at me. I was terrified and quickly pretended to get something, which calmed things down.

That day, she cooked two dishes and two cold dishes, and then asked me if I wanted to drink. Later I learned that she was feeling down and drank red wine every day, both to improve her complexion and to numb herself. I told her I could only drink beer, and she gave me some money so I could go out and buy two bottles of chilled beer. So, we sat in the restaurant drinking and chatting. I quickly finished my two bottles of beer, and she said the red wine wasn't too strong, so she let me drink it. So, we drank some more red wine.

Before long, we'd finished two bottles of red wine, and her face turned red. Her flushed face made her even more charming. I was a little tipsy at this point, and looking at her shy appearance, I felt a strong urge to hold her in my arms and reach into her pajama bottoms to touch her alluring buttocks. So, I pretended to advise her not to drink too much and held her small hand in mine. She didn't seem to care at all, saying,

"Son, let Mom have another drink." She took out another bottle, smiled, and said, "Child, I know you're worried about Mom, afraid she'll drink too much. Let go of my hand, let's finish this bottle together."

"Mom, I love you." I don't know where the strength came from, but I still held her hand and said.

"I love you too, son," she said with a smile, completely oblivious to my meaning.

"Su'e, I love you." I said this very seriously, saying her name, word by word.

She was clearly startled, looking at me with a flustered expression, not believing that I had just said those words: "What did you say?"

"I love you!" I didn't dare call her by her name directly again, but I didn't call her "Mom" either, saying it very directly, and even a fool could understand that.

"What's going on?" she asked, somewhat bewildered.

"I like you, I like you from the bottom of my heart," I said, emphasizing my words.

She studied me for a while, then burst into laughter, saying, "You silly child, you're really joking."

"I'm not joking, I really like you," I said seriously, without laughing.

This time she understood completely, quickly shaking off my hand and saying angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense, Mom, I've liked you since the first time I saw you."

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, saying, "Silly child, you've had too much to drink, don't talk nonsense, Mom won't blame you."

"But Mom, I'm not drunk, what I said is the truth," I said very seriously.

She seemed to have sobered up; her eyes were no longer blurry, and she stared straight at me. Her pretty face, whether from the alcohol or shyness, was flushed, making her even more adorable.

"Mom, when I was in junior high, that was the first time I came to your house, and I was immediately attracted to your beauty. But I was still rational; I knew you had a family, and I couldn't do anything immoral. I could only bury my love deep in my heart. Mom, do you know? Jianwei scolded me so much, yet I still stayed by his side. Why? Because if I don't see you for a day, my heart feels empty. So I come to your house almost every day. My purpose is simple: to see you, to hear your voice."

"Child, stop talking. You're still young and don't understand. Remember, I'm your elder. If you continue, I'll get angry."

"No, Mom, I still have to say it. Please listen to me, okay?" I said firmly. "I'm not saying this because I've had too much to drink. It's because I know Uncle Zhang is a bureau chief in another city, and he already has a mistress who's twenty years younger than him. I think it's not worth it for you to be all alone for him, because he's a heartless man. Mom, you deserve your own happiness, and I can give you that happiness."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and a tear rolled down her cheek. She immediately pretended to drink and wiped it away with the back of her hand. But the uncontrollable tear then flowed down the other cheek.

"Mom," I called softly, wiping away her tears. "Mom, I know you're heartbroken. It's best to cry it out."

She gave a wry smile and said, "Don't say anything more. I'm not feeling well. You should go home."

Disappointed by her attitude, I stood up and said, "Mom, are you rejecting me? I know I'm not good enough for you. How can a poor student like me compare to that bureau chief?" After saying that, I silently walked to the door and put on my shoes. I waited, waiting for her to call my name and come back, but she didn't. I finished putting on my shoes and turned around. She was standing with her back to the table, sobbing, her full buttocks trembling.

I knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down my face, and said, "Mom, I've been holding these words in for so long, it's been so hard, so unbearable. I felt like I was going to die if I didn't say it, so I said it, and I feel much better now. If I've offended you in any way or made you angry, I can only say I'm sorry. Okay, I'll leave now, and I won't make any unreasonable demands on you again, and I won't come here again."

"Xiao Tao, stand up quickly." She came over with tears streaming down her face and held my shoulders. "Please don't be like this. I'm your elder."

I hugged her long legs. "Mom, it's okay if you reject me. As long as I can say to your face in this life—I love you, I truly love you—that's enough. I don't want to say anything else." I remained kneeling and said, "Mom, please ask me for one thing."

"Xiao Tao, as long as it's not an unreasonable request, Mom will grant it." She looked down at me and said.

"Mom, if I die, please come and visit my grave one last time, okay?" I looked at her pitifully and said.

"Xiao Tao, how can you say such nonsense? Get up, don't be like this." She pulled me up forcefully, wiping away my tears. "Xiao Tao, I'm a full twenty years older than you."

"Mom, he found a woman twenty years younger than him, why can't you accept me, twenty years younger than you?" I wiped away her tears too, asking.

My words had an effect; she fell silent, her heart churning, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom, I won't force you, I only ask for your forgiveness. I'm leaving." I turned to leave.

"Don't go, Xiao Tao. Let me think about it some more," she sobbed.

I turned back to look at her. This mature and beautiful face was so close to me for the first time, her fragrant breath brushing against my face. I couldn't help but hug her tightly, licking away the tears on her face with my lips, then swallowing them. She still resisted, but only twisted her body, no longer so determined, repeatedly saying, "No, no..." But when I kissed her thin lips, she erupted like a volcano, tightly hugging my waist, pushing her fragrant tongue into my mouth. She tried hard to return the kiss, her legs rising on tiptoe. Not wanting her to tire herself out, I bent my head down as much as possible.

My hand slid down, kneading her longed-for buttocks through her pajama pants. She didn't resist, just pressed her body tightly against mine. My hand slipped inside her pants, flesh against flesh, caressing her smooth buttocks. She was startled at first, but quickly calmed down and continued kissing. Our tongues mingled, our hands groped, and my penis, hard as steel, pressed against her lower abdomen. I could no longer be satisfied with the current situation, so I gently lifted her in a princess carry, still kissing her, and carried her into her bedroom. I gently placed her on the two-bedroom bed and pressed my body against hers.

We kissed and hugged in bed. I first touched her breasts, the size of steamed buns, then her vagina. You see, this was the first time I'd ever touched a grown woman's vagina. I felt a wetness, but it wasn't urine; it was slippery, like oil. When I took off my pants, she resisted slightly, but my passionate kisses quickly drowned it out. She even lifted her buttocks slightly, and my pants and underwear came off easily. Then I took off her pajamas, revealing a woman's white body before me. But when I took my penis to enter, a problem arose. In my excitement, I ejaculated before even touching her vagina.

"First time?" she asked after a while.

"Yes," I had to admit.

"Don't rush, take your time." She was like an experienced teacher, patiently instructing me.

Two naked bodies kissed and explored on the bed. I didn't dare let go of her, afraid she'd change her mind and run away, so I held her down tightly. Several times, I tried to put her hand on my penis, but she refused. After a while, my penis finally became hard again, but then I encountered a problem when I tried to enter; I couldn't find the entrance.

"Mom, I don't know how," I pleaded.

She chuckled and said, "Find it yourself, I don't care."

I held my penis and pressed it back and forth against her vagina, but still couldn't find the entrance.

"You little virgin," she said with a laugh, reaching out to guide my penis and pressing down.

At that moment, I felt a suction force pulling my entire penis inside. It was warm, moist, and very slippery, and that's when I started thrusting vigorously. Because I had just ejaculated, I didn't ejaculate this time. I was so embarrassed; I didn't even know women could have orgasms. Seeing her face contort, her body writhing, and her mouth screaming like she was crying, I mistakenly thought I was hurting her and immediately stopped. It wasn't until she pounded my back hard and yelled for me to move faster that I realized what was happening and started thrusting vigorously again. Afterward, I ejaculated again, all of it inside her vagina.

"I really didn't expect you to be a virgin." Afterward, she seemed quite satisfied. "Xiao Tao, don't tell anyone about this."

"Okay," I replied, panting heavily.

"Don't even tell your parents. Especially Jianwei, absolutely do not tell him," she warned me worriedly.

This was my first time making love with her, and my first time ever. I gave my virginity to the woman I loved most. That year, I was seventeen, a high school sophomore; she was thirty-seven. That night, I didn't go home, I held her the whole time. I performed well, and we did it twice more, but I didn't ejaculate the last time. But I was happy because I had the woman I loved. And her transformation from initial reserve to eventual initiative showed me what a woman is like when she's wild. So, our night was blissful and sweet.

The next morning, when we parted, we were both reluctant to leave, hugging and kissing tightly at the door.

"Xiao Tao, don't lie to me." She was still worried, after all, I was twenty years younger than her.

"Mom, I will always love you." I said, touching her smooth bottom.

"Don't call me Mom, it feels awkward. Call me by my name."

"Su'e, I love you!" I said earnestly.

"Xiao Tao, I love you too!" she said solemnly as well.

"Call me husband, okay?" I said with a smile.

"Yes, husband! And you?"

"Wife!"

"Yes!" she answered loudly and clearly, still with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Jianwei came back, and Su'e and I pretended that nothing had happened. She still called me "son," and I still called her "Mom." I always felt awkward looking at Jianwei because the person I slept with last night was his mother, and I felt guilty towards him. But then I thought, after all, I liked his mother, and what happened had happened, so I felt at peace with myself. Then another thing happened. Jianwei secretly told me that he dreamed he had slept with my mother last night. I just pretended to dislike him and said something, but secretly I felt great because I had actually slept with his mother.

In the days that followed, whenever I had time, I would still go to Jianwei's house. If he wasn't home, I would almost always have sex with his mother. Su'e was always very scared, afraid that Jianwei would suddenly come home and catch her, but she couldn't resist my pleading and always satisfied me. Many times, after making love, Su-e would say, "I must have owed you something in my past life." I would laugh and say, "That must be it, otherwise how could I have been attracted to you the first time I saw you?" But many times, I would hug Su-e, pat her buttocks, and say, "I will marry you." Su-e would be very happy.

Soon, Jian-wei's father returned, and I met and got to know this bureau chief. It turned out that the father and son not only looked alike, but also spoke in a similar rude manner. His father had a big reason for returning: he wanted Jian-wei to drop out of school and work for his power company. Everyone knows that it's not easy for college students to get into power companies these days, but Jian-wei, who didn't even graduate from vocational school, was able to get in easily, all because he had a good father. When his father found out that Jianwei and I were good friends, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "After you finish university, Uncle will get you a job."

I excitedly said, "Thank you, Uncle!"

My "thank you" had three layers of meaning. On the surface, it was thanking Jianwei's father for getting me a job at the power company. The second layer of meaning was thanking her for being so irresponsible, giving me such a good wife for nothing. The third and most important layer of meaning was that getting rid of the troublesome Jianwei made things even easier for Su'e and me. Only Su'e and I understood these meanings. Later, Su'e vigorously stroked my penis and said, "You really got a good deal." So, I told my parents I wanted to live at school and moved into Jianwei's house, living with his mother.

A year passed in the blink of an eye, and I was now a senior in high school. Because of the college entrance exams, my studies had become much more demanding. Every night, I still wanted to have sex. Su-e seriously told me that to avoid affecting my college entrance exams, she had decided to stop letting me stay at her house. She said, "You should go home. If you don't get into university, don't come looking for me. If you do, you can ask for anything, and I'll fulfill it." I knew what she meant by "ask for anything," because she hadn't satisfied my oral and anal sex needs. If I got into university, she would. So, with one hand on my anus and the other touching my mouth, I said, "You can't go back on your word." She said, "I won't, I'll give you everything."

Coincidentally, my parents were worried that I wouldn't be able to study properly if I lived at school, so they insisted I go home. I started studying hard, and I admit that my motivation at the time was the fear of losing Jianwei's mother. Many times, I couldn't resist going to her and asking her to do it, but she always refused. I would say, "I can't study if I hold it in." She would still agree to do it once, but immediately afterward, she would kick me out without hesitation.

During the college entrance exams, parents would wait outside the school, a truly unique sight in China. During those two days, Su'e also came to the school, but she didn't stand with my parents; she hid alone under the big banyan tree. Before seeing my parents, I saw her slender figure wrapped in a snow-white dress. I gave her a victory sign from afar, and she smiled knowingly. Even after my parents and I had walked quite a distance, she remained standing there, like a beautiful statue watching me go.

That night, I went to see Su'e. Feeling confident about my exam results, I asked her for oral sex. But she still refused, saying, "I'll give you the acceptance letter when it comes out, and I'll give you an even bigger surprise." I didn't know what surprise she was going to give me, but I hadn't had sex for several days. That day, I stayed at Su'e's house, and whenever my penis got hard, I would hold her and penetrate her. Later, she simply stopped wearing clothes and stayed naked with me.

The acceptance letter finally came; I had been admitted to a university in Beijing. Su'e was very happy. To reward me, she decided to travel to Beijing with me, and also visit my university to familiarize herself with the area. So, she called Jianwei and told him she was going to Beijing to see a classmate. I also told my parents that I had finished the exams and was going to go out and have fun with my classmates for a few days.

After carefully dressing up, Su'e wore a tight pink t-shirt and jeans, deliberately showing off her beautiful buttocks. Her face was covered in makeup, and her long, flowing hair made her look like a girl in her early twenties. She twirled in front of me several times and asked, "Am I good enough for you?" I excitedly hugged her, my hands stroking her buttocks, my heart filled with happiness. We boarded the train like a couple.

In Beijing, no one knew us, so we weren't reserved at all. Like any normal couple, we held hands, or I would put my arm around her slender waist, or she would link her arm with mine. During those two weeks, we visited the Forbidden City, Badaling Great Wall, the Water Cube, the World Park, Fragrant Hills, the Summer Palace, and many other scenic spots. Su'e told me this was her surprise for me. Of course, Su'e paid for everything; she even told me she would support me through university.

But the most exciting moments were at night. We stayed in a fairly luxurious hotel, and it was just the two of us in the room. On our first night, I held her tightly, slowly undressed her, kissed her, and touched her buttocks.

"Su'e, do you remember what you promised me?"

"I know." She slowly squatted down. "I'll tell you, I've never used my mouth before, but today it's yours." With that, she took my penis into her mouth.

I looked down at her beautiful face, my hands constantly stroking her hair and her pink cheeks. As she performed oral sex, she looked at me with her beautiful eyes, as if asking, "Is it good?" My penis swelled in her mouth, making me lose control. So, I held her head and began to thrust, finally ejaculating into her mouth. During ejaculation, she was completely still, her eyes fixed on me, seemingly a little reproachful, quietly waiting for me to finish before my penis slid out of her mouth.

"Cough cough..." She coughed a few times, spitting out her semen, and hit me, "You little rascal, you shot it all up my throat."

I grinned mischievously, picked her up, put her on the bed, and kissed her, ignoring her dirty mouth. She nestled in my arms like a docile little lamb, one hand gripping my penis. That night, we made love twice more. Although it was actual intercourse, the foreplay was different from before; she actively gave me oral sex. To repay her, I licked her vagina and her beautiful anus, which prepared us for anal sex.

The next day, we had anal sex. She told me that no one had ever touched her anus, that she was a virgin, and that she gave it to me as a reward for getting into university. However, her anus was very narrow, making it difficult to insert. Every time I pushed it in a little, she screamed in pain. Seeing her in pain broke my heart, and I wanted to give up, but she insisted. I knew she was willing to give everything for me. Finally, I managed to insert my entire penis and ejaculate. Then, she blushed and hit me, scolding me.

During the two weeks we spent in Beijing, we made love wildly every night, frequently engaging in oral and anal sex. I even gained experience with anal sex; there was a basin of water and soap next to the bed. I would rub the soap on my anus and penis, making it easier to insert. Whenever she saw me bring a basin of water, she understood what I meant. She would shyly cover her anus and cry out that she didn't want me to fuck her. Later, many times, she was the one who brought the water, laughing and saying, "Do you understand?" We spent those wonderful days like that; those two weeks were the happiest time of my life.

When I went to university, Su'e and I separated, but our hearts remained together, and we would often talk on the phone. Many times, we would say, "I love you!" Our classmates all thought we were each other's girlfriends. Because of this, I didn't have a girlfriend throughout university. She was worried that I wouldn't have one, but she also advised me to find one, meaning that I was still young and couldn't always rely on her. I told her that I would love her for life and wouldn't find another woman. When she heard this, she actually cried excitedly on the phone.

Every holiday when I went home, I couldn't wait to go to her house first. We'd go straight in and have sex, ejaculating all the semen I'd been holding back into her vagina, mouth, and anus. But every time I went to her house, I was always cautious, afraid that Jianwei would be home. Once, I did something rash. I knocked on the door and tried to give her a bear hug. She immediately dodged, yelling, "Jianwei, your period's here!" Only then did I realize Jianwei was home. We immediately went back to being friends, chatting and laughing, and she pretended to be nonchalant.

The most ironic time was during winter break. I couldn't wait to go see Su'e to continue releasing my semen, but it was a Sunday, and Jianwei was home. Jianwei assumed I was looking for him, and since we hadn't seen each other for a long time, we were naturally very affectionate. He asked his mother to cook some dishes, and we were going to drink. During dinner, Jianwei noticed that Yan was gone, so he went downstairs to buy cigarettes, leaving only Su'e and me in the room.

We hugged and kissed tightly, expressing our feelings of parting. I told her that I really wanted to have sex, and she said to wait for an opportunity, but I couldn't help myself and thrust my hard penis against her stomach. She laughed and said, "Look at you holding back." Only then did she agree to give me oral sex, so we went to the window. I stood there looking out the window, and she knelt down, took out my penis, and said, "Hurry up." She then took my penis into her mouth. A long-lost happiness filled my whole body. I watched Jianwei walk out of the grocery store and into the building entrance, and then he ejaculated. Just as I put my penis away, I heard the sound of keys turning in the door. She didn't have time to spit out the semen, so she had

to swallow it. I ejaculated, feeling relieved, and resumed chatting and laughing with Jianwei. She stood behind Jianwei, glaring at me fiercely, as if gritting her teeth. I just smiled and continued chatting with Jianwei. She glared at me a few more times before going to the bathroom. I finished and then went to vomit. Jianwei was still as rude as ever. Seeing his mother leave, he whispered to me, "I saw your mother the day before yesterday. Your mother's ass is so big. I really want to touch it, and I even want your mother to give me oral sex." At this moment, Su'e walked in, and Jianwei finally stopped talking, looking at me with a wicked grin. I glanced at his mother, then at him, a cold smile creeping across my face. I thought to myself, "You're just saying that, but my sperm is flowing through your mother's belly, and that sperm was swallowed right from her mouth."

University life was long, and I constantly missed Su'e. She knew my pain and would come to Beijing to stay with me for a few days when she had free time. Each time she came, she would dress up carefully, like a young girl. We would eat together, go shopping, and watch movies. But she was, after all, a woman in her forties, and our classmates eventually saw through the deception. I told them she was seven or eight years older than me, but we loved each other. I never imagined my classmates would believe such a lie.

Before I knew it, I graduated. Jianwei's father had kept his promise and arranged a job for me at the power company, but it wasn't as good as Jianwei's job. He worked in government, while I was doing fieldwork. Fortunately, I wasn't assigned to Jianwei's father's city, but to this city, so I could be with Su'e more often.

As I grew older, I became twenty-eight, and had lived with Jianwei's mother for eleven years. By this time, Su'e had come to terms with things. She told me that if I found a suitable girl, she would quietly leave. But I couldn't bear to part with her, because she had become very important in my life. She angrily said, "You can't live with an old lady like me for the rest of your life, can you? Besides, I have a family too. I can't divorce him because I still need him to support me." But I still didn't want to find another girl; I just wanted to stay with her.

Seeing my determination, Su'e introduced me to a girl named Zhang Xiaohong, Jianwei's cousin. She was beautiful and had a great figure. She fell in love with me at first sight, and I had a girlfriend in the real sense. We started dating. During this time, I still went to see Su'e, wanting to have sex with her, but she mostly refused, let alone oral or anal sex. Penetration was even difficult.

Su'e said to me, "We must have had a bad relationship in our past lives that didn't work out, which is why we have this relationship. If I were a few years younger than you, I wouldn't have let you go. But I'm old now, almost fifty, and I don't want to waste your youth, nor do I want our affair to cause a scandal. So, let's end it today. Don't contact me anymore, and I won't do anything with you. Let's go back to being mother and son."

So, I married Zhang Xiaohong, Su'e became my aunt, her husband became my uncle, and Jianwei became my brother-in-law. Although I had tasted the pleasures of virginity, I still missed Su'e; I always considered her my first woman. After the marriage, I tried to see Su'e a few more times, but she refused me each time. Soon after, Zhang Xiaohong became pregnant, and we couldn't have sex anymore. So, I went to Su'e.

"Xiaohong is pregnant," I said.

"That's good," Su'e didn't understand my meaning.

"We can't do that kind of thing anymore," I said.

"Oh," Su'e finally understood the meaning of my words, "Okay, I promise you now, after Xiaohong gives birth, it won't be allowed."

And so, a long-lost happiness returned to me, and we went back to how we used to be, having sex, oral sex, and anal sex. Afterwards, we had endless things to talk about. Su'e told me she was very grateful for the relationship I had given her. At that moment, she felt like she was back in her teenage years; I had helped her relive the sweetness of her first love. I seized the opportunity, expressing my pain of separation and asking her not to reject me again, even after Xiao Hong had a child, to maintain this relationship.

Then, I did something romantic: I knelt on one knee before Su'e and proposed. Su'e was moved to tears again, nodding repeatedly, saying, "I promise you, Xiao Tao. But don't let anyone else know." I happily took out the ring I had prepared beforehand, put it on her finger, then undressed her, buried my head between her two snow-white thighs, and licked her fragrant vagina. That day, we made love several more times.

"Su'e, you are my woman."

"Yes, Xiao Tao, you are my man."

"Wife." "

Husband."

Su'e brought a basin of water from the kitchen, with soap next to it, and said with a flushed face, "Do you know what to do?" "

I understand. But you do this for me first." As I spoke, I inserted my penis into her pretty little mouth.

Jianwei got married too, but he was still as rude as ever. Whenever he saw me, he would often say, "You little rascal, you married my sister. I didn't get to fuck your mother, but you did. You know, Xiaotao, I still really want to fuck your mother."

Every time I heard him say that, I would go find his mother and fuck her hard. There was a sense of revenge involved, but more than that, it was love—the sincere love I had for Jianwei's mother, the pure sex, the noble oral sex, and the glorious anal sex. When I

was in junior high school, I met a new classmate, Zhang Jianwei. We lived very close to each other and didn't live in the dorms, so we rode our bikes to and from school together every day. We soon became good friends.

One Sunday, Zhang Jianwei invited me to his house. His mother was home. After introductions, I affectionately called her "Auntie." She was very happy to see me, saying I had a sweet tongue, unlike Jianwei who was so rude. That's how I met my classmate's mother.

The first time I saw her, I was immediately attracted. She was very slim, with a well-maintained figure, narrow shoulders, a slender waist, long and thin legs, and a round bottom encased in jeans. From behind, she looked like a woman in her early thirties. Because she wasn't wearing makeup, I could see fine crow's feet, but her eyebrows and eyes were very beautiful. Combined with her oval face and cascading hair, she looked very young. She was very enthusiastic, and her voice was lovely, sweet and gentle, like a young girl's.

I secretly observed her, paying attention to her every move and listening to every word she spoke; each word flowed into the depths of my heart like a gentle spring. Of course, I did this very discreetly; not only did Zhang Jianwei not notice my unusual behavior, but even his mother didn't. At that time, Zhang Jianwei showed me his family's photo album, but I didn't pay any attention to my classmate's handsome figure; my mind was filled with images of his mother.

After returning home, I was absent-minded and couldn't even eat the food my parents had prepared. That night, I was sleepless, my mind filled with images of his mother: her round buttocks, the triangle between her legs, her small buttocks, and her thin lips… By then, I had learned to masturbate, and usually I needed to fantasize about several characters to ejaculate. But that night, for some reason, it was only my classmate's mother, and I ejaculated three times.

From then on, I would often go to Zhang Jianwei's house, not for any friendship, but just to see his mother a few more times and hear her sweet, beautiful voice. However, Jianwei had no idea of my intentions and thought that I was sincere with him, so he regarded me as his best friend. Soon we became inseparable buddies, often playing together and sharing our innermost thoughts.

Gradually, I discovered that Zhang Jianwei was an average student, somewhat rude, and rarely spoke unless he swore. Logically, I disliked such a person and would have distanced myself from him, but he had a beautiful mother, which I couldn't bear to leave, so I had to swallow my anger. His mother often advised him that it wasn't easy to have a close friend and that he shouldn't be so rude to me. However, old habits die hard, and Zhang Jianwei continued to do as he pleased. His mother, with a smile, put her hand on my shoulder and asked me to be more understanding. For the first time, I touched those delicate fingers and said, "Auntie, I won't complain." His mother smiled, a smile so sweet.

I realized I had fallen for his mother. Although I didn't understand love at the time, I just wanted to see her every day. Just seeing her and hearing her beautiful voice made me feel good. So, I started using subtle questions to ask Zhang Jianwei about his mother's age and name, because this was important; I could use it when I was fantasizing. Zhang Jianwei was a simple-minded, uncouth man. He couldn't resist my questioning and didn't realize my despicable actions. He blurted out that his mother's name was Bai Su'e, and she was just forty years old. When I learned his mother's name and age, I was incredibly excited and masturbated three times that night.

The more I went to Zhang Jianwei's house, the more familiar I became with his mother, and she no longer treated me like an outsider. She would cook for us; her cooking was quite good, and the food was delicious. I would try very hard to please her, for example, by helping her carry gas cylinders, sell groceries, and clean windows. Whenever I called her "Auntie," I would deliberately call her that in a very sweet voice. Sure enough, my efforts paid off. She praised me, saying I was better than her son, Zhang Jianwei, and that I was sensible. She even jokingly offered to adopt me as her godson. Of course, I was happy to oblige and immediately called her "Mom," and from then on, I always addressed her as "Mom."

When Zhang Jianwei called her, he only uttered the single word "Mom," and it sounded stiff and unpleasant. But when I called her, I used the double syllable "Mom," and my voice was magnetic and gentle. She was very happy to hear this, saying that I called her "Mom" very comfortably and it sounded better. She even said a few words about Zhang Jianwei. Zhang Jianwei, however, scoffed, saying that he had called her that since he was a

child and couldn't change it. Seeing her glaring angrily at Zhang Jianwei, I smiled happily, and calling her "Mom" felt even sweeter. In the blink of an eye, I graduated from junior high school. Zhang Jianwei refused to go to high school, insisting on going to a vocational school so he could start working and earning money as soon as possible. But under pressure from my parents, I continued to attend high school. I was a little disheartened because I was separated from Zhang Jianwei and we saw each other less often. But for his mother's sake, I still kept in touch with him, contacting him by phone occasionally, but I visited his house less often, which made me very sad. I hadn't seen her in a long time and missed her terribly.

During the holidays, I contacted Zhang Jianwei, suggesting we get together, so I went to his house again. His mother was still the same as always, wearing a white nightgown with red flowers, but her beautiful figure was still evident in the loose fit. She was still as warm as ever, her voice still sweet and gentle, sending shivers down my spine. She scolded me for not visiting "Mom" in so long. I made an excuse about being busy with studies, but I had already made up my mind to visit her whenever I could. She smiled, praising my determination, but added, "Even if you're busy, you have to make time to visit Mom." After those words, I visited her whenever I could from then on.

One day, Dad asked me what I'd been up to these past few days, why I was always coming home so late. I told him I'd been to Zhang Jianguo's house. Zhang Jianwei had visited our house before, and Dad recognized him immediately as the bureau chief's son because they looked so alike. This led to a conversation with Mom about Zhang Jianwei's father. Because I'd always been interested in Zhang Jianwei's mother, I paid close attention to news about her, so I eavesdropped. It turned out his father had been transferred to another city as a bureau chief; the power system is under national management, so being transferred to another city was quite normal. Dad said that Director Zhang was a womanizer and had found a mistress there, twenty years younger than him, who was very beautiful. That's when I understood why I'd never seen Zhang Jianwei's father. I'd asked him before, but he wouldn't say anything; it turned out there was this secret. I was overjoyed, imagining her always looking so sad, and that sadness was exactly what I loved. So, my masturbation that night had a new theme: fantasizing about her hatred for her husband and her infatuation with me. That night, I masturbated three more times, ejaculating with great pleasure.

With this news, I went to Zhang Jianwei's house even more frequently; I wanted to turn my fantasies into reality. However, Zhang Jianwei was always home, preventing me from doing so. And then, for some reason, I started to hate Zhang Jianwei. That rude guy, once drunk, actually said he liked my mother's big ass and wanted to fuck her. I couldn't tell anyone this, but I deeply abhorred his words. My mother was sacred; how could he say he wanted to fuck her? But then I remembered that every night I would masturbate and fantasize about his mother, so I forgave him. I thought, this kid must masturbate too, and the object of his fantasies is my mother. I

clearly remember that it was late July, the weather was unusually hot, and I came to Zhang Jianwei's house. Strangely, only his mother was home. I asked and found out that Zhang Jianwei had gone to the beach with his schoolmate. As usual, I wanted to leave when I saw that Zhang Jianwei wasn't home.

"Xiao Tao, you're my son now, and you call me 'Mom' so affectionately every day. Why are you leaving just because Jianwei isn't home? Come, sit for a while, let's chat." she said.

"No, Mom, I have something to do." Although I said that, I still wanted to stay.

"This child calls me 'Mom' so affectionately, yet so reserved. Please sit for a while."

Hearing her say this, I happily sat down on the sofa. To be honest, this was my first time being alone with her, and I was very nervous, but I tried my best to appear natural. We talked about Zhang Jianwei; she praised my studies and asked me to help Jianwei. Gradually, I relaxed and we got along very well. Before long, it was time to eat, and she suggested we eat at home. Perfect, I wanted to spend more time with her, so I agreed.

While she was cooking, she told me to wait in the room, but I went to the kitchen to help, so I could catch a glimpse of her plump bottom. While cooking, she praised me for being diligent and observant, and said a lot about Jianwei's laziness. I felt secretly pleased. Several times, our bodies bumped into each other, and my heart was pounding in my throat, but she acted as if nothing had happened. I grew bolder and pretended to accidentally touch her butt with my hand. She clearly felt it and turned to look at me. I was terrified and quickly pretended to get something, which calmed the situation down.

That day, she cooked two dishes and two cold dishes, and then asked me if I wanted to drink. Later, I learned that she was feeling down and drank some red wine every day, which she believed was good for her complexion and could also numb her senses. I said I could only drink some beer, and she gave me some money so I could go out and buy two bottles of chilled beer. So, we sat in the restaurant drinking and chatting. I quickly finished my two bottles of beer, and she said the red wine wasn't too strong, so she offered me some. We drank some more red wine together. Before

long, we'd downed two bottles, and her face flushed. Her rosy cheeks made her even more alluring. I was a little tipsy by then, and looking at her shy expression, I felt a surge of desire, wanting nothing more than to hold her in my arms and slip my hand inside her pajama bottom to touch her tempting bottom. So, I pretended to advise her not to drink too much, and took her small hand in mine. She didn't seem to care at all, saying,

"Son, let Mom have another drink." She took out another bottle, smiled, and said, "Child, I know you're worried about Mom, afraid she'll drink too much. Let go of my hand, let's finish this bottle together."

"Mom, I love you." I don't know where the strength came from, but I still held her hand and said.

"I love you too, son," she said with a smile, completely oblivious to my meaning.

"Su'e, I love you." I said this very seriously, saying her name, word by word.

She was clearly startled, looking at me with a flustered expression, not believing that I had just said those words: "What did you say?"

"I love you!" I didn't dare call her by her name directly again, but I didn't call her "Mom" either, saying it very directly, and even a fool could understand that.

"What's going on?" she asked, somewhat bewildered.

"I like you, I like you from the bottom of my heart," I said, emphasizing my words.

She studied me for a while, then burst into laughter, saying, "You silly child, you're really joking."

"I'm not joking, I really like you," I said seriously, without laughing.

This time she understood completely, quickly shaking off my hand and saying angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense, Mom, I've liked you since the first time I saw you."

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, saying, "Silly child, you've had too much to drink, don't talk nonsense, Mom won't blame you."

"But Mom, I'm not drunk, what I said is the truth," I said very seriously.

She seemed to have sobered up; her eyes were no longer blurry, and she stared straight at me. Her pretty face, whether from the alcohol or shyness, was flushed, making her even more adorable.

"Mom, when I was in junior high, that was the first time I came to your house, and I was immediately attracted to your beauty. But I was still rational; I knew you had a family, and I couldn't do anything immoral. I could only bury my love deep in my heart. Mom, do you know? Jianwei scolded me so much, yet I still stayed by his side. Why? Because if I don't see you for a day, my heart feels empty. So I come to your house almost every day. My purpose is simple: to see you, to hear your voice."

"Child, stop talking. You're still young and don't understand. Remember, I'm your elder. If you continue, I'll get angry."

"No, Mom, I still have to say it. Please listen to me, okay?" I said firmly. "I'm not saying this because I've had too much to drink. It's because I know Uncle Zhang is a bureau chief in another city, and he already has a mistress who's twenty years younger than him. I think it's not worth it for you to be all alone for him, because he's a heartless man. Mom, you deserve your own happiness, and I can give you that happiness."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and a tear rolled down her cheek. She immediately pretended to drink and wiped it away with the back of her hand. But the uncontrollable tear then flowed down the other cheek.

"Mom," I called softly, wiping away her tears. "Mom, I know you're heartbroken. It's best to cry it out."

She gave a wry smile and said, "Don't say anything more. I'm not feeling well. You should go home."

Disappointed by her attitude, I stood up and said, "Mom, are you rejecting me? I know I'm not good enough for you. How can a poor student like me compare to that bureau chief?" After saying that, I silently walked to the door and put on my shoes. I waited, waiting for her to call my name and come back, but she didn't. I finished putting on my shoes and turned around. She was standing with her back to the table, sobbing, her full buttocks trembling.

I knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down my face, and said, "Mom, I've been holding these words in for so long, it's been so hard, so unbearable. I felt like I was going to die if I didn't say it, so I said it, and I feel much better now. If I've offended you in any way or made you angry, I can only say I'm sorry. Okay, I'll leave now, and I won't make any unreasonable demands on you again, and I won't come here again."

"Xiao Tao, stand up quickly." She came over with tears streaming down her face and held my shoulders. "Please don't be like this. I'm your elder."

I hugged her long legs. "Mom, it's okay if you reject me. As long as I can say to your face in this life—I love you, I truly love you—that's enough. I don't want to say anything else." I remained kneeling and said, "Mom, please ask me for one thing."

"Xiao Tao, as long as it's not an unreasonable request, Mom will grant it." She looked down at me and said.

"Mom, if I die, please come and visit my grave one last time, okay?" I looked at her pitifully and said.

"Xiao Tao, how can you say such nonsense? Get up, don't be like this." She pulled me up forcefully, wiping away my tears. "Xiao Tao, I'm a full twenty years older than you."

"Mom, he found a woman twenty years younger than him, why can't you accept me, twenty years younger than you?" I wiped away her tears too, asking.

My words had an effect; she fell silent, her heart churning, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom, I won't force you, I only ask for your forgiveness. I'm leaving." I turned to leave.

"Don't go, Xiao Tao. Let me think about it some more," she sobbed.

I turned back to look at her. This mature and beautiful face was so close to me for the first time, her fragrant breath brushing against my face. I couldn't help but hug her tightly, licking away the tears on her face with my lips, then swallowing them. She still resisted, but only twisted her body, no longer so determined, repeatedly saying, "No, no..." But when I kissed her thin lips, she erupted like a volcano, tightly hugging my waist, pushing her fragrant tongue into my mouth. She tried hard to return the kiss, her legs rising on tiptoe. Not wanting her to tire herself out, I bent my head down as much as possible.

My hand slid down, kneading her longed-for buttocks through her pajama pants. She didn't resist, just pressed her body tightly against mine. My hand slipped inside her pants, flesh against flesh, caressing her smooth buttocks. She was startled at first, but quickly calmed down and continued kissing. Our tongues mingled, our hands groped, and my penis, hard as steel, pressed against her lower abdomen. I couldn't be satisfied with the situation any longer. I gently lifted her in a princess carry, still kissing her, and carried her into her bedroom. I gently placed her on the two-seater bed and pressed my body against hers.

We kissed and embraced on the bed. I first touched her breasts, the size of steamed buns, then her vagina. You see, this was the first time I had ever touched a grown woman's vagina. I felt a wetness, but it wasn't urine; it was slippery and oily. As I took off my pants, she offered a small resistance, but it was quickly drowned out by my passionate kiss. She even lifted her buttocks slightly, and my pants and underwear came off easily. Then I removed her pajamas, revealing a woman's pale, naked body before my eyes. However, when I reached for my penis, a problem arose. In my excitement, I ejaculated before even touching her vagina.

"Is this your first time?" she asked after a while.

"Yes," I had to admit. "

Don't rush, take your time," she said patiently, like an experienced teacher instructing me.

The two naked bodies kissed and explored on the bed. I didn't dare let go of her, afraid she would change her mind and run away, so I held her down tightly. Several times, I tried to place her hand on my penis, but she refused each time. After a while, my penis finally got hard again, but I encountered another problem when I tried to penetrate; I couldn't find the entrance.

"Mom, I don't know how," I said for help.

She chuckled and said, "Find it yourself, I don't care."

I held my penis and pressed it back and forth against her vagina, but I still couldn't find the entrance.

"You little virgin," she said with a laugh, reaching out to hold my penis and pressing down.

At that moment, I felt a suction force there, drawing my entire penis in. It was warm, moist, and very lubricated, and I began to thrust vigorously. Because I had just ejaculated, I didn't ejaculate this time. I was so embarrassed. I didn't even know women could have orgasms. Seeing her face contort, her body writhing, and her mouth screaming like she was crying, I mistakenly thought I was hurting her and immediately stopped. It wasn't until she pounded my back hard and yelled for me to move faster that I realized what was happening and started thrusting vigorously. Afterward, I ejaculated again, all of it inside her vagina.

"I really didn't expect you to be a virgin," she said, seemingly satisfied. "Xiao Tao, don't tell anyone about this."

"Okay," I replied, panting heavily.

"Don't even tell your parents. Especially Jianwei, absolutely do not tell him," she warned me worriedly.

This was my first time having sex with her, and the first time in my life. I gave my virginity to the woman I loved most. That year, I was seventeen, a high school sophomore; she was thirty-seven. That night, I didn't go home, I held her the whole time. I performed well, making love twice more, but I didn't ejaculate the last time. But I was happy, because I had the woman I loved. And her transformation from initial reserve to eventual initiative showed me what a woman is like when she's wild. So, our night was sweet and blissful.

The next morning, when we parted, we were both reluctant to leave, hugging and kissing tightly at the door.

"Xiao Tao, don't lie to me," she worried, after all, I was twenty years younger than her.

"Mom, I will always love you," I said, touching her smooth buttocks.

"Don't call me Mom, it feels awkward. Call me by my name, okay?"

"Su'e, I love you!" I said earnestly.

"Xiao Tao, I love you too!" she said solemnly as well.

"Call me husband, okay?" I said with a smile.

"Yes, husband! And you?"

"Wife!"

"Yes!" she answered loudly and clearly, still with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Jianwei came back, and Su'e and I pretended that nothing had happened. She still called me "son," and I still called her "Mom." But I always felt awkward looking at Jianwei because the person I slept with last night was, after all, his mother, and I felt sorry for him. But after thinking about it, I realized that I loved his mother, and what happened had happened, so I felt at peace with myself. Then another thing happened. Jianwei secretly told me that he dreamed last night that he had sex with my mother. I just pretended to dislike him and said something, but secretly I was secretly pleased because I had actually slept with his mother.

In the days that followed, whenever I had time, I would still go to Jianwei's house. As long as he wasn't home, I would usually have sex with his mother. Su'e was always very scared, afraid that Jianwei would suddenly come home and catch her, but she couldn't resist my coaxing and still satisfied me. Many times, after we finished having sex, Su'e would say, "I must have owed you something in my past life." I would laugh and say, "It must be, otherwise how could I have been attracted to you the first time I saw you?" But many times, I would hug Su'e, touch her buttocks, and say, "I will marry you." Su'e would be very happy.

Soon after, Jianwei's father returned, and I met the bureau chief. It turned out that the father and son not only looked alike, but also spoke with the same rudeness. His father had a big reason for returning: he wanted Jianwei to drop out of school and work for his power company. Everyone knows that it's not easy for university graduates to get jobs at power companies these days, but Jianwei, who hadn't even graduated from vocational school, got it easily—all because he had a good father. When his father learned that Jianwei and I were good friends, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "After you finish university, Uncle will arrange it for you."

I excitedly said, "Thank you, Uncle!"

My "thank you" had three layers of meaning. On the surface, it was thanking Jianwei's father for getting me a job at the power company. The second layer was thanking her for being so irresponsible, giving me such a good wife for free. The third and most important layer was getting rid of the troublesome Jianwei, allowing Su'e and me to thrive even more. Only Su'e and I understood these meanings. Afterwards, Su'e vigorously stroked my penis and said, "You really got a good deal." So, I told my parents I wanted to live at school and moved into Jianwei's house, living with his mother.

In the blink of an eye, a year passed, and I was in my senior year of high school. Because of the college entrance exam, my studies became more demanding. Every night, I still wanted to have sex. Su-e told me very seriously that in order not to affect my college entrance exam, she had decided to stop letting me stay at her house. She said, "You should go home. If you don't get into university, don't come looking for me. If you do get in, you can ask for anything, and I'll fulfill it." I knew what she meant by "ask for anything," because she had never satisfied me with oral and anal sex. If I got into university, she would satisfy me. So, with one hand on my anus and the other touching my mouth, I said, "You can't go back on your word." She said, "I won't, I'll give you everything."

Coincidentally, my parents were worried that I wouldn't be able to study properly if I lived at school, so they insisted that I come home. I started studying hard. I admit that at the time, the reason I was working so hard was because I was afraid of losing Jian-wei's mother. Many times, I couldn't resist going to her and asking her to do it, but she always refused. I would say, "I can't study if I hold it in." She would still agree to do it once, but immediately afterward, she would drag me away without hesitation.

During the college entrance exams, parents would wait outside the school, a truly unique sight in China. During those two days, Su'e also came to the school, but she didn't stand with my parents; she hid alone under a large banyan tree. Before I saw my parents, I saw her slender figure encased in a snow-white dress. I made a victory sign to her from afar, and she smiled knowingly. Even after my parents and I had walked quite a distance, she remained standing there, like a beautiful statue watching me go.

That night, I went to find Su'e. Feeling confident about my exam results, I asked her for oral sex. But she still didn't agree, saying, "I'll give you the acceptance letter when it comes out, and I'll give you an even bigger surprise." I didn't know what surprise she was going to give me, but I hadn't had sex for several days. That day, I didn't go anywhere but stayed at Su'e's house. Whenever my penis got hard, I would hug her and penetrate her vagina. Later, she simply stopped wearing clothes and stayed naked with me.

The acceptance letter finally came out, and I was admitted to a university in Beijing. Su'e was very happy. To reward me, she decided to travel to Beijing with me and visit my university to familiarize herself with the area. So, she called Jianwei and told him she was going to Beijing to see a classmate. I also told my parents that I had finished my exams and was going out with my classmates for a few days.

After carefully dressing up, Su'e wore a tight pink t-shirt and jeans, deliberately showing off her beautiful buttocks. Her face was covered in makeup, and her long, flowing hair made her look like a girl in her early twenties. She twirled in front of me several times and asked, "Am I good enough for you?" I excitedly hugged her, my hands stroking her buttocks, my heart filled with happiness. We boarded the train like a couple.

In Beijing, no one knew us, so we weren't reserved at all. Like any normal couple, we held hands, or I would put my arm around her slender waist, or she would link her arm with mine. During those two weeks, we visited the Forbidden City, Badaling Great Wall, the Water Cube, the World Park, Fragrant Hills, the Summer Palace, and many other scenic spots. Su'e told me this was her surprise for me. Of course, Su'e paid for everything; she even told me she would support me through university.

But the most exciting moments were at night. We stayed in a fairly luxurious hotel, and it was just the two of us in the room. On our first night, I held her tightly, slowly undressed her, kissed her, and touched her buttocks.

"Su'e, do you remember what you promised me?"

"I know." She slowly squatted down. "I'll tell you, I've never used my mouth before, but today it's yours." With that, she took my penis into her mouth.

I looked down at her beautiful face, my hands constantly stroking her hair and her pink cheeks. As she performed oral sex, she looked at me with her beautiful eyes, as if asking, "Is it good?" My penis swelled in her mouth, making me lose control. So, I held her head and began to thrust, finally ejaculating into her mouth. During ejaculation, she was completely still, her eyes fixed on me, seemingly a little reproachful, quietly waiting for me to finish before my penis slid out of her mouth.

"Cough cough..." She coughed a few times, spitting out her semen, and hit me, "You little rascal, you shot it all up my throat."

I grinned mischievously, picked her up, put her on the bed, and kissed her, ignoring her dirty mouth. She nestled in my arms like a docile little lamb, one hand gripping my penis. That night, we made love twice more. Although it was actual intercourse, the foreplay was different from before; she actively gave me oral sex. To repay her, I licked her vagina and her beautiful anus, which prepared us for anal sex.

The next day, we had anal sex. She told me that no one had ever touched her anus, that she was a virgin, and that she gave it to me as a reward for getting into university. However, her anus was very narrow, making it difficult to insert. Every time I pushed it in a little, she screamed in pain. Seeing her in pain broke my heart, and I wanted to give up, but she insisted. I knew she was willing to give everything for me. Finally, I managed to insert my entire penis and ejaculate. Then, she blushed and hit me, scolding me.

During the two weeks we spent in Beijing, we made love wildly every night, frequently engaging in oral and anal sex. I even gained experience with anal sex; there was a basin of water and soap next to the bed. I would rub the soap on my anus and penis, making it easier to insert. Whenever she saw me bring a basin of water, she understood what I meant. She would shyly cover her anus and cry out that she didn't want me to fuck her. Later, many times, she was the one who brought the water, laughing and saying, "Do you understand?" We spent those wonderful days like that; those two weeks were the happiest time of my life.

When I went to university, Su'e and I separated, but our hearts remained together, and we would often talk on the phone. Many times, we would say, "I love you!" Our classmates all thought we were each other's girlfriends. Because of this, I didn't have a girlfriend throughout university. She was worried that I wouldn't have one, but she also advised me to find one, meaning that I was still young and couldn't always rely on her. I told her that I would love her for life and wouldn't find another woman. When she heard this, she actually cried excitedly on the phone.

Every holiday when I went home, I couldn't wait to go to her house first. We'd go straight in and have sex, ejaculating all the semen I'd been holding back into her vagina, mouth, and anus. But every time I went to her house, I was always cautious, afraid that Jianwei would be home. Once, I did something rash. I knocked on the door and tried to give her a bear hug. She immediately dodged, yelling, "Jianwei, your period's here!" Only then did I realize Jianwei was home. We immediately went back to being friends, chatting and laughing, and she pretended to be nonchalant.

The most ironic time was during winter break. I couldn't wait to go see Su'e to continue releasing my semen, but it was a Sunday, and Jianwei was home. Jianwei assumed I was looking for him, and since we hadn't seen each other for a long time, we were naturally very affectionate. He asked his mother to cook some dishes, and we were going to drink. During dinner, Jianwei noticed that Yan was gone, so he went downstairs to buy cigarettes, leaving only Su'e and me in the room.

We hugged and kissed tightly, expressing our feelings of parting. I told her that I really wanted to have sex, and she said to wait for an opportunity, but I couldn't help myself and thrust my hard penis against her stomach. She laughed and said, "Look at you holding back." Only then did she agree to give me oral sex, so we went to the window. I stood there looking out the window, and she knelt down, took out my penis, and said, "Hurry up." She then took my penis into her mouth. A long-lost happiness filled my whole body. I watched Jianwei walk out of the grocery store and into the building entrance, and then he ejaculated. She had just put away her penis when she heard the sound of a key opening the door. She didn't have time to spit out the semen, so she had to swallow it.

I ejaculated, feeling completely relaxed, and chatted and laughed with Jianwei again. She stood behind Jianwei, glaring at me fiercely, as if she were gritting her teeth. I just smiled and continued chatting with Jianwei. She glared at me a few more times before going to the bathroom, where I finished and then vomited. Jianwei was still as rude as ever. Seeing his mother leave, he whispered to me, "I saw your mother the day before yesterday. Your mother's butt is still so big. I really want to touch it, and I also want your mother to give me oral sex." At this moment, Su'e walked in, and Jianwei stopped talking, looking at me with a wicked grin. I glanced at his mother, then at him, a cold smile creeping across my face. I thought to myself, "You're just saying that, but my sperm is flowing through your mother's belly, and that sperm was swallowed right from her mouth."

University life was long, and I constantly missed Su'e. She knew my pain and would come to Beijing to stay with me for a few days when she had free time. Each time she came, she would dress up carefully, like a young girl. We would eat together, go shopping, and watch movies. But she was, after all, a woman in her forties, and our classmates eventually saw through the deception. I told them she was seven or eight years older than me, but we loved each other. I never imagined my classmates would believe such a lie.

Before I knew it, I graduated. Jianwei's father had kept his promise and arranged a job for me at the power company, but it wasn't as good as Jianwei's job. He worked in government, while I was doing fieldwork. Fortunately, I wasn't assigned to Jianwei's father's city, but to this city, so I could be with Su'e more often.

As I grew older, I became twenty-eight, and had lived with Jianwei's mother for eleven years. By this time, Su'e had come to terms with things. She told me that if I found a suitable girl, she would quietly leave. But I couldn't bear to part with her, because she had become very important in my life. She angrily said, "You can't live with an old lady like me for the rest of your life, can you? Besides, I have a family too. I can't divorce him because I still need him to support me." But I still didn't want to find another girl; I just wanted to stay with her.

Seeing my determination, Su'e introduced me to a girl named Zhang Xiaohong, Jianwei's cousin. She was beautiful and had a great figure. She fell in love with me at first sight, and I had a girlfriend in the real sense. We started dating. During this period, I still went to see Su-e, wanting to have sex with her, but I was mostly rejected. There was no way I could have oral or anal sex, and even penetration was difficult.

Su'e said to me, "We must have had a karmic connection in our past lives that didn't work out, which is why we're in this relationship. If I were a few years younger than you, I wouldn't have let you go. But I'm old now, almost fifty, and I don't want to waste your youth, nor do I want our affair to cause a huge scandal. So, let's end it here today. Don't look for me anymore, and I won't do anything with you again. Let's go back to being mother and son."

So, I married Zhang Xiaohong, Su'e became my aunt, her husband became my uncle, and Jianwei became my brother-in-law. Although I had tasted the pleasures of a virgin, I still missed Su'e; I always considered her my first woman. After the marriage, I tried to contact Su'e several more times, but she rejected me each time. Soon after, Zhang Xiaohong became pregnant, and we couldn't have sex anymore. So, I went to Su'e.

"Xiaohong is pregnant," I said.

"That's good," Su'e replied, not understanding my meaning.

"We can't do that kind of thing anymore," I said.

"Oh," Su'e finally understood the meaning of my words. "Okay, I promise you now, after Xiaohong gives birth, it won't be allowed."

And so, a long-lost happiness returned to me, and we went back to how we used to be, having sex, oral sex, and anal sex. Afterwards, we had endless things to talk about. Su'e told me that she was very grateful to me for that relationship; at that moment, she felt like she had returned to her teenage years, and I had helped her relive the sweetness of her first love. I seized the opportunity and told her about the pain of separation, asking her not to reject me again, and to maintain this relationship even after Xiaohong gave birth.

At that moment, I made a romantic gesture, kneeling on one knee before Su'e and proposing to her. Su'e, moved to tears again, nodded repeatedly, saying, "I promise you, Xiao Tao. But, don't let anyone else know." I happily pulled out the ring I had prepared beforehand, put it on her finger, then stripped her naked, buried my head between her two snow-white thighs, and licked her fragrant vagina. That day, we made love several more times.

"Su'e, you are my woman."

"Yes, Xiao Tao, you are my man."

"Wife."

"Husband."

Su'e brought a basin of water from the kitchen, with soap beside it, her face flushed, and said, "Do you know what I'm going to do?" "

I understand. But first, do this for me." As I spoke, I inserted my penis into her beautiful little mouth.

Jianwei got married too, but he was still as rude as ever. Whenever he saw me, he would often say, "You little rascal, you married my sister. I didn't get to fuck your mother, but you did. You know, Xiaotao, I still really want to fuck your mother."

Every time I heard him say that, I would go find his mother and fuck her hard. There was a sense of revenge involved, but more than that, it was love—the sincere love I had for Jianwei's mother, the pure sex, the noble oral sex, and the glorious anal sex.

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