[Fantasy] The Amorous Crown Prince's Harem (Complete) - Chapters 37-39

Chapter 136 Classroom Cultivation of Desire (Continued Part 3)

Shame tormented the sullen female teacher, while her moral compass elevated this absurd and immoral act. The most impossible thing in the world was unfolding, leaving the female teacher with no choice but to use frantic actions to offset this boundless pressure.

She opened her small mouth wide…

her wicked student, Wei Xiaoyu, grimaced in pleasure, his legs trembling, almost unable to resist the teacher's "torture" of his enormous member: "Feifei… oh, so good, your little mouth is so skillful, it's making me want to cum…"

Hearing the student's uncontrollable cries, Yang Xiaofei actually felt a surge of pride and accomplishment, but when she thought of herself as his teacher, a dignified and intellectual engineer of the human soul, someone who should possess sacred and noble moral values, she felt waves of uncontrollable shame.

She should be teaching him scientific and cultural knowledge, and absolutely should not be squatting between his legs licking his penis. The teacher, overcome with shame and a pang of longing, could only "punish" her wicked student with rapid swallowing and spitting, letting him know the power of his teacher!

"Splash...splash..."

All that could be heard were the sounds of splashing water. A large, thick male penis was being manipulated in the mouth of a voluptuous and intellectual female teacher. Her small hands moved back and forth, while her other hand, which should have been holding chalk and writing on the blackboard, kneaded the boy's thick pubic hair, playing with it like a sports ball.

"Enough, my legs are sore..."

Yang Xiaofei said, spitting out the wicked student's large, reddish glans, which had been nurtured even more by her small mouth. She stood up, wanting to turn her back to him to make it easier for him to do as he pleased, but then felt that would make her seem too proactive, too eager. After all, she was a virtuous female teacher.

Wei Xiaoyu immediately lifted the teacher's skirt, revealing her almost naked, snow-white body, curvaceous and incredibly alluring: "Feifei, come on, I can't wait any longer, isn't your little sister itching unbearably?"

"Mmm..."

The shy and embarrassed teacher Yang half-heartedly allowed the wicked student to suckle her left breast again, while his large hand grabbed her right breast, kneading it like milking. She couldn't help but lick the saliva remaining at the corner of her lips with her soft, red tongue, hugging the student's neck, her eyes half-closed, ready to accept the penetration of his thick penis.

Yes, she was itching unbearably, but she couldn't say it aloud; she was his teacher, and she had to maintain a pitiful shred of modesty.

"Mmm..."

She heard herself moaning again, her body releasing its desires, leaving her helpless. "Gently...gently...it hurts..."

Her nipples were being sucked by the student, a large mound of snow-white flesh being drawn into his greedy mouth. This caused the ashamed teacher a slight pain, but more than anything, a wild and violent passion of being violated surged within her.

Damn little bastard, why won't you hurry up and come in? What's with all this torture? The female teacher couldn't extend a warm invitation, so she couldn't help but reach down and grab the despicable student's large penis, stroking it forcefully, as if implying: Come on, you little devil, don't just think about venting your own desires...

"Feifei, shall we begin?"

Wei Xiaoyu took the teacher's cherry lips into his mouth again, sucking them noisily for a while before demanding, "Can you take off your panties first?"

"No, I won't take them off..."

What a shameless pervert! Can't you do it yourself? You make her take them off so you can fuck her... Ah, how could I be so lewd?

"Then turn around, okay? Don't you like it when I touch you from behind?"

Wei Xiaoyu breathed hot air into the teacher's ear, who was blushing with embarrassment.

"Only little dogs like...this position..."

The female teacher glared at the student, unable to bear his wicked and shameless gaze any longer. She turned away angrily, her heart pounding.

Looking at the rows of desks and chairs in the classroom, she felt as if she were seeing dozens of children thirsting for knowledge. How could she possibly make love with her most detestable student in front of them?

"No...ah..."

The female teacher dared not face the empty desks and chairs. She tried to turn around, but the wicked student pressed her down onto the solemn platform. She could only brace herself with her hands on the platform, closing her eyes in rage and cursing, "You pervert, you'll get your comeuppance..."

"Then let the comeuppance come fiercely."

Wei Xiaoyu was not ashamed but proud. He lifted his skirt to the teacher's back, revealing her plump, snow-white, sexy lower body, especially her most beautiful and sexy back. He couldn't help but lean over and kiss her smooth, satin-like back.

"Ah...oh oh..."

The female teacher's desire was aroused to the point of turmoil. Her large breasts rolled on the platform, the slightly cool surface giving her a real tactile sensation.

*Smack!* A loud slap rang out. The female teacher felt a solid slap on her round buttocks. She was so ashamed that her heart almost jumped out of her chest, but she could only helplessly curse, "You pervert!" Her

slender waist was full of suppleness, and her two plump buttocks rippled with waves of flesh. Even her two slightly parted, plump, white thighs exuded boundless allure. Wei Xiaoyu roughly pulled down the teacher's underwear, and a dazzling halo stimulated him to howl, "Wow, teacher, Feifei, your butt is so beautiful it's dazzling, *smack*..."

He kissed the teacher's left buttock hard, leaving a wet saliva mark on the five finger marks where he had just slapped her, making it look utterly lewd.

"You beast!"

the shameful female teacher cursed again. Involuntarily, she lowered her waist, trying to lift her plump buttocks, her heart blushing with shy anticipation. "Hmph, I'll seduce you, you little rascal! I'll make you lose control and ejaculate prematurely

, I'll embarrass you! Let's see if you're still so wicked and shameless then!" Her voice, tinged with helpless coquettishness, and the alluring charm of a young woman, sounded incredibly sexy and seductive to Wei Xiaoyu. He could no longer control himself. He pulled the teacher's soaking wet panties down to her knees, his already hard penis thrusting towards her plump and tempting vulva.

Because the panties were like shackles binding Yang Xiaofei's legs, she couldn't open them too wide, so Wei Xiaoyu's penis practically squeezed between her legs, reaching the entrance of her muddy honey hole.

The female teacher gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and blushed. She excitedly twisted her waist and swayed her hips on the platform where she taught, letting the large glans rub against her tender, itchy lips. The pleasure made her tremble all over: "In...inside..."

"Yes, teacher! I want to fuck you until you're in ecstasy!"

Hearing the dignified and authoritative homeroom teacher finally give such an alluring invitation, Wei Xiaoyu was overjoyed. Using the abundant spring water lubricating her honeyed entrance, he pressed the glans against her softest, most tender spot and thrust hard.

The large glans was simply too big, and the female teacher's vulva had been untouched for so long, so narrow that it even created a dent in the surrounding flesh, yet it couldn't break through the confines of her tender honeyed flesh.

"So...so big, so swollen..."

The female teacher couldn't help but express her feelings, as if she were knowingly praising the evil student's great and invincible penis. She supported herself on the podium and also actively thrust her plump buttocks back, eager to receive the penis that broke her heart as soon as possible. "You...harder..."

"Feifei, your vagina is so tight, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Wei Xiaoyu, hoping to hear even more seductive and passionate invitations from his teacher, grabbed her two high, firm buttocks with both hands, squeezing and kneading them. Watching the ripples of her buttocks, he almost ejaculated, quickly distracting himself to control himself.

"No, try again..."

The female teacher tried to spread her legs a little wider. Although she guessed that the student was teasing her, she couldn't care less. The most painful thing in the world is being unbearably thirsty, with a large penis pressing against the entrance of her cunt, but not going in to relieve the itch. She felt the very depths of her honeyed depths. Wei Xiaoyu deliberately pressed against the entrance without entering, grabbing and kneading the teacher's high, delicate, snow-white buttocks, teasingly saying, "Teacher, why don't you call me 'little husband' and let me hear it? Maybe I'll just plop it in." Just because he

has a penis doesn't mean he's so great. He teases her until she's burning with desire and then forces her. Does he know how difficult it is for her to abandon her self-respect and self-love?

The female teacher nearly stormed off in shame and anger: "Don't even dream about it, I'd rather die than scream..."

With that, she endured the humiliation and took matters into her own hands. She reached out and firmly grasped the student's large penis, pressing it between her petals. She thrust her ample buttocks back with all her might, the full, tight sensation instantly making her moan with pleasure: "Oh..."

She trembled with excitement, her vaginal muscles uncontrollably opening and closing, sucking on the young man's glans. Its iron-like texture, its fist-like firmness, made the teacher want to shout with satisfaction.

"Teacher Feifei, my wife, you raped me..."

Wei Xiaoyu feigned a wronged voice, but his body and mind were indescribably pleasurable.

The teacher's vagina was like a virgin's, comparable to Zhu Qianqian's, a warm and fiery passage, a man's ecstasy. He excitedly thrust his hips forward, inserting another length of his penis, almost reaching the depths of the teacher's core, unable to go any further.

The thick, hard penis, soaking in the soft, moist vagina, felt incredibly pleasurable. He slowly withdrew a little, then thrust back in, beginning a piston-like motion with the teacher: "Teacher, does it feel good when I'm inside you?"

"Mmm..."

The female teacher responded to the naughty student's teasing with a muffled nasal sound. With her back to the students, the teacher was completely intoxicated. That hard, thick, long, and burning penis filled her long-standing emptiness. A kind of blissful and satisfied feeling made her face look like a wanton and charming beauty, full of allure and extremely tempting.

If all the students in the class saw her wantonness at this moment, the world would immediately go crazy!

It seems that the teacher is still too reserved and shy. Wei Xiaoyu began to increase the speed of his thrusts. He made his lower abdomen stick out as a buffer against the impact with the teacher's snow-white buttocks, so that if he couldn't stop and went in all the way, he would damage the teacher's uterus.

The sounds of flesh colliding gradually rose and fell, the teacher's plump, white buttocks undulating in waves of ecstasy. Her disheveled hair swayed rhythmically, creating a scene brimming with indescribable springtime allure. The

female teacher began to fully savor the moment, her poetic and artistic sensibilities and profound literary cultivation allowing her to conjure up this ineffable scene.

Why must men and women connect with their most mysterious, dirty, and ugly parts to create such a scene of unparalleled pleasure? This seemed so contrary to the idyllic beauty of mountains and rivers, or idyllic scenes of small bridges and flowing water, yet it produced the most intoxicating melody of human desire!

Unbelievable, utterly incomprehensible!

"Ah... umm... oh oh..."

The female teacher, while experiencing a surge of pleasure, couldn't help but let out intermittent, soft, and melodious moans. Although she tried her best to suppress the volume, even she felt incredibly embarrassed.

"Teacher, call me 'little husband' for me to hear?"

Wei Xiaoyu, supporting the teacher's supple waist, pleaded again.

"No, you won't marry me... oh oh..."

The female teacher felt the sounds of their joined bodies growing louder and wetter; their pubic hair was probably completely soaked. Good heavens, why was she so horny today? Her juices were flowing in gushes. She didn't care about anything anymore and began to open her heart, moaning and crying incessantly. She twisted her waist and swayed her hips, cooperating with the student behind her who was manipulating her honey pot. Shaking her head, her dark hair became increasingly disheveled, further highlighting her wildness and extreme pleasure. This was no longer the dignified and intellectual female teacher!

Wei Xiaoyu was speechless at his teacher's blunt truth, which blatantly exposed his despicable and shameless act of "wanting to have sex with the teacher but not wanting to take responsibility for her." This left him speechless, feeling extremely guilty and utterly despicable.

His mind raced, and finally, in a moment of inspiration, he climbed onto his teacher's back, reached for her breasts, and began to knead them: "Teacher, I want to marry you, you must marry me..."

Before he could finish, he felt ashamed of his shamelessness: wasn't he just passing the buck to the teacher he had tempted? How irresponsible! What a coward!

How could a woman as intelligent and virtuous as Teacher Yang easily agree to his request?

A pang of regret and grievance crossed Yang Xiaofei's mind, but she couldn't argue with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy; otherwise, she would appear disrespectful and worthless.

"Don't talk..."

she changed the subject, "This is a classroom... no... don't say such useless things..."

"Okay, I'll give you something practical!"

Wei Xiaoyu immediately began thrusting wildly, his grip on her large breasts tightening. He wanted to make her feel the wild pleasure of her student amidst the pain.

He propped himself up, holding her waist, watching her white buttocks ripple and sway with his thrusts. The small brown chrysanthemum in her cleft contracted and relaxed with her moans, its opening and closing incredibly alluring.

Each time he withdrew his large penis, a ring of bright red flesh emerged from her vagina, as if her honeypot couldn't take it; with each thrust, her vagina and the surrounding flesh sank in, exuding a pitiful, submissive charm.

Wei Xiaoyu's heart fluttered, secretly thrilled. Especially as the teacher's vaginal fluids increased, they were ground into white foam by his thrusting, making a squelching sound like a kitten drinking water. He thrust hundreds of times in one go, until finally, he heard the teacher's moans gradually change tone, becoming higher and higher, more and more unrestrained.

"Oh...ah...I'm going to die...I'm going to die..."

As the female teacher's body suddenly stiffened, she reached the peak of her desire, her whole body trembling and convulsing, her breathing rapid, like the last gasps of a dying person.

"Feifei, isn't it beautiful?"

Wei Xiaoyu felt his penis being tightly gripped by the teacher's enchanting orifice, like a small hand squeezing him hard, or like a greedy little mouth sucking on him.

The female teacher, too embarrassed to answer, "spit out" the large penis inside her, turned around and tightly hugged the student's neck, pressing her burning cheek against his, whispering in his ear in a daze, panting heavily: "Just now... I felt like dying..."

"Hehe, I heard that, that's the legendary ecstasy..."

Wei Xiaoyu grabbed the teacher's plump buttocks, picked her up and placed her on the lectern, only to find that his wet penis could no longer reach her vulva. He laughed awkwardly, lifted the teacher down, jumped off the lectern, and went to Xu Fengye's desk in the first row.

"Always trying to do something fancy, I can't stand you..."

Yang Xiaofei, dodging the students, guided the ugly, large penis towards her foaming, wet vagina. She pulled her two naked legs back and sat sideways on the desk. Unexpectedly, Wei Xiaoyu laid her down on the two desks joined together, turning the scene from "under the sky and on the ground" to "under the tower and on the desk.

" "I know the teacher wants to enjoy herself a little longer, how could she not take it? You're so shy..."

Wei Xiaoyu shamelessly teased, running to the aisle between the desks, spreading the teacher's long, white legs, placing himself between them, stroking his wet penis, and thrusting it into the teacher's vagina, where the red, alluring flesh was faintly visible through the foam...

Chapter 137 Chen Feitong's Humiliation

Chen Feitong stared at the two confronting each other in the corridor, her mind going blank for a second.

But she was, after all, a member of the elite elite generation who had seen it all, and at this moment, she was wearing a military police uniform, which gave her a psychological advantage in China. Although she wasn't carrying a gun, she immediately adopted the airs and demeanor befitting her special status as a military police officer.

"What's going on?"

Chen Feitong asked Jiang Nan, who was in military uniform, but gestured to Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu to stand guard next to the two suspicious-looking men holding Qin Ce hostage .

Jiang Nan looked at Chen Feitong suspiciously, seemingly trying to recall something, but ultimately couldn't be sure: "Someone has kidnapped my friend."

Seeing this unsolvable situation, the hunched middle-aged man holding Qin Ce hostage compromised and handed his identification to Chen Feitong.

Chen Feitong hesitated for a moment before taking it, but then saw Qin Ce, who was barely able to protect himself, looking at her with lustful eyes. She glared at Qin Ce fiercely, thinking to herself: I thought it was someone else, but it's you, you playboy. Should I give you a fling today?

Of course, she recognized Qin Ce; the two had met at the Wei family's house.

When Chen Feitong saw the identification in her hand, she was surprised and uncertain. It was someone from the Ministry of State Security. She wondered if they were her second brother's men.

Chen Haoyang, the director of the Special Operations Division One of the Ministry of State Security, was the second brother of Chen Feitong and her sister. The division's responsibility was to investigate major domestic espionage cases.

"We are on a case, and we hope you can do us a favor, Major,"

the hunched middle-aged man added, putting away his dagger. "If you still don't trust our identities, you can verify them."

Seeing that some unrelated people were already waiting and watching in the corridor, Chen Feitong waved her arm and said, "Come inside with me."

Jiang Nan, who was at the back, whispered to Qin Ce, "Who is this girl? I feel like I've seen her before?"

"The Chen family,"

Qin Ce replied cryptically, stretching his arms, a smile playing on his lips.

Jiang Nan slapped his forehead, looking as if he suddenly understood. He went inside, glancing back at Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu who were still outside the door. Entering the living room, he saw Chen Feitong imperiously shooing the unwilling Zhang Lan out, and couldn't help but check Qin Ce's expression.

Qin Ce's attention was entirely focused on Chen Feitong in his military uniform.

Chen Feitong glared at Qin Ce with disgust, saying, "You two wait here. I need to check your officer's ID and pistol." He then held out his hand to Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan hesitated, then took out his officer's ID and pistol, handing them to Chen Feitong, his face slightly flushed. Once Chen Feitong entered the suite and closed the door, Jiang Nan dialed a number on his phone, then went into the bathroom and locked the door.

Chen Feitong dialed her second brother Chen Haoyang's number. It rang nearly ten times before she heard his muffled voice: "Feitong, what's the matter? I just fell asleep."

"I'm not going to waste time talking to you. Is your unit currently operating in Xi'an?"

Chen Feitong never showed any courtesy to her second brother.

"We're not in the same system, so I can't tell you."

Chen Haoyang paused and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something that concerns you?"

"Okay, I can't tell you, huh? Then you'll have to clean up this mess..."

"Okay, okay, I surrender,"

Chen Haoyang had no choice but to admit defeat. "Go ahead and ask. What's the specific situation?"

Chen Feitong gave a brief, triumphant introduction, and finally asked, "Is Zu Xianfeng one of your men?"

"Yes, don't reveal their identities casually,"

Chen Haoyang paused again, as was his habit. "His code name is Falcon..."

"Tch—why not Leopard or Tiger? Wouldn't that sound more exciting?"

Chen Feitong got the answer she wanted. She didn't care about anything else. She teased her second brother and immediately hung up the phone.

Flipping through the officer's ID, Chen Feitong, though she had never met Jiang Nan, had certainly heard of her. Beijing was a city of varying sizes, all relative to one's status and position. For the illustrious Chen family, understanding the various powerful clans was essential knowledge.

The National Security Bureau's operation involved Qin Ce, that playboy? Chen Feitong couldn't comprehend it. How could she know that the hunched-over middle-aged man, Zu Xianfeng, codenamed Falcon, a top National Security Bureau officer, had had a dangerous encounter with Yu Xintong from the General Staff last night? She also didn't know that Falcon had recognized Wei Xiaoyu this afternoon—the boy who jumped into the river with the stunningly beautiful woman—which explained the scene that had just unfolded.

Chen Feitong felt a growing sense of unease for her sister. Under her sister's command, undercurrents were swirling; she wondered if this would have a negative impact on her… She hesitated whether to warn Chen Feiyang when her phone rang. The number was undisplayed. Chen Feitong's heart skipped a beat: it was definitely a confidential call; she wondered who the powerful figure was calling.

“Hello…”

a deep male voice said, “Are you the youngest son of the Chen family?”

Chen Feitong’s scalp tingled instantly. Anyone who dared to speak to her in such a tone was definitely not afraid of her being unreasonable. She had only encountered this incident once, and the immense pressure had already hit her in just over ten minutes. Chen Feitong felt extremely helpless, but could only obediently answer, “Yes, may I ask…”

“Hahaha, Jiang Nan is my grandson. Let him off the hook. I’ll repay you for this favor another day, okay?”

Deputy Chief of the General Staff Jiang Huai suddenly changed his serious tone. The magnanimous demeanor of an elder was transmitted through the radio waves, making Chen Feitong feel as if she were basking in a spring breeze.

She rolled her eyes, forced to compromise with the Deputy Chief of the General Staff, whom even her father feared: "Uncle Jiang's orders are my duty, but regarding favors..."

"Hahaha, just as cunning as your father, always so meticulous with your accounts. You can rest assured, I, Old Jiang, never renege on my debts."

"But it's a bit spicy, hehe..."

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Jiang Huai, Chen Feitong hung up the phone, calmed herself, and pushed open the door. To her surprise, she saw Falcon Zu Xianfeng and Qin Ce sitting in a corner of the living room, whispering to each other, seemingly having a pleasant conversation. She immediately had a bad feeling.

"Major Chen, am I alright?"

Jiang Nan, dressed in military uniform, had the air of a carefree rogue, his provocation quite obvious.

Chen Feitong, unusually reserved, casually tossed her pistol and officer's ID into the trash can, retorting lightly, "I don't have time to bother with a lowly soldier like you, get lost."

Jiang Nan was furious, her stubbornness flaring up. She picked up the trash can and stormed off, saying, "Brother Ce, wait for my call tonight. We're going to have a good time tonight, and we're definitely going to find some big-breasted, curvy girls to play with in uniform, hahaha..."

Qin Ce was an ordinary citizen, and Zu Xianfeng had a national mission; neither was Chen Feitong's concern.

Frustrated, Chen Feitong left the Jingxi Hotel with Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu, immediately dialing the number of her scapegoat, Wei Xiaoyu. The words "big-breasted, curvy" filled her with both pride and inferiority.

She was proud that her hot figure always attracted men's attention; yet she felt inferior because, despite being a natural beauty and possessing a captivating allure, she had never made good use of it.

She wanted to consult her lecherous nephew, wondering what she, nearing thirty, should do in his eyes when he viewed women…

Of course, she had no idea that her dear nephew was tirelessly studying women, relentlessly exploring their bodies.

Xi'an No. 1 High School.

"Hehe, I heard that, that's the legendary ecstasy…"

Wei Xiaoyu grabbed his teacher's ample buttocks, lifted her up, and placed her on the lectern, only to find that his wet, erect penis couldn't reach her vulva. He laughed awkwardly, lifted her down, jumped off the platform, and went to Xu Fengye's desk in the first row.

"Always trying to be fancy, I can't stand you..."

Yang Xiaofei dodged the student as he guided the ugly, large penis towards her foaming, wet vagina. She pulled her bare legs back and sat sideways on the desk. Unexpectedly, Wei Xiaoyu laid her down on the two desks joined together, turning the space from a traditional open space to a covered walkway.

"I know the teacher wants to enjoy herself a little longer, how could I not take it? You're so shy..."

Wei Xiaoyu teased shamelessly, running to the aisle between the desks, spreading the teacher's long, white legs, and placing himself between them. He stroked his wet penis and thrust it into the teacher's vagina, where the red flesh was faintly visible through the foam. With a soft "plop," the milky white fluid splattered, landing on the teacher's plump, white thighs and Wei Xiaoyu's lower abdomen, even covering their intertwined, wet pubic hair.

"Ah..."

The female teacher let out a soft, seductive moan, shyly and instinctively bending her legs and spreading them open to allow the student's large penis to begin another round of pounding into her most tender honey hole.

Wei Xiaoyu held one of the teacher's plump thighs with one arm, watching his thick, dark penis lewdly going in and out of her vagina, white foam flying everywhere. Especially her thick, black pubic hair, clinging to his penis and trembling, further aroused his bestial instincts.

This was a classroom, a sacred place where teachers teach students. At this moment, the beautiful female teacher was not instructing students on their studies, but instead emitting moans and cries of human nature. If the students saw this, they would definitely be shocked.

If the school beauty Xu Fengye were sitting here, would that shy and beautiful girl blush with embarrassment? Would she watch the two of them making love so intimately and yearn for it?

The female teacher was truly experiencing an indescribable, ecstatic state. She felt boundless pleasure, yet was also filled with unbearable shame, but she couldn't stop.

Her shame wasn't because a man's penis was penetrating her tender vagina, but because it was being penetrated by her own student, and in the sacred classroom no less! This made her feel as if she were doing something shameful under the students' gaze, while simultaneously enjoying the blissful pleasure of the act.

She was, after all, a teacher revered by both male and female students as a model of elegance and intellect, a mentor and elder sister figure. She had always valued her teachings and had earned their respect and admiration.

Now, almost naked, she lay supine on a student's desk, legs spread wide, displaying her most wanton and obscene side—and to her own student, a student so shameless and wicked!

She had so wantonly and wantonly submitted to the manipulation of her wicked student's large penis! The female teacher, filled with a bittersweet embarrassment, selfishly wished the bad student would fuck her harder, more intensely, to drive away and crush the excruciating itch deep within her vagina, so she could immediately regain her composure, dignity, and intellect, and not be ridiculed by this despicable fellow.

As if the bad student had seen through her selfish desires, he immediately began to thrust wildly, his enormous glans penetrating deep into her most itchy spot with almost every thrust. Each penetration caused her to gush with lustful fluids. At this moment, she truly loved the hard, thick, and long penis to the core; she wanted to "hold" this vibrant thing forever, especially on lonely, yearning nights! At

this moment, the female teacher, moaning with desire, completely forgot her regret for being seduced by the student, and instead deeply understood a truth: why do women often go mad for love? Because it allows for sex. Sex is the essence of love pursued by men and women throughout history. Even if love occupies half of it, the other half must be pleasurable sex.

What is love? Doesn't the sublimation of love ultimately evolve into sex?

Suddenly, everything became clear. The female teacher, her eyes half-closed in a dreamy, lustful light, began to lift her skirt, revealing her large, high breasts. She wanted to caress and pinch them herself. This wasn't just a man's prerogative; she had painstakingly supported these two heavy mounds of fat all day long—the most beautiful works of art in the world, totems for men, sacred objects to be worshipped. Why didn't she know how to caress and play with them, instead letting men have the privilege?

When she grasped her own ample breasts in each hand, the soft, yielding feel of their fullness filled the female teacher with a surge of pride. She mimicked the nipples of the naughty student, pinching and fiddling with them, experiencing waves of pleasure and a strange sense of shame that caught her completely off guard. Then, the naughty student, who was currently thrusting between her legs, suddenly and violently penetrated her fully, causing an unexpected and intense orgasm—a wave of pleasure washing over her.

"Ah..."

The female teacher gripped her breasts tightly, her body convulsing uncontrollably. A heart-wrenching moan abruptly stopped, her consciousness consumed only by the hot, thick object inside her.

"Feifei, you've had another one?"

Wei Xiaoyu wiped away his sweat, trying to distract himself, finally managing to suppress the urge to ejaculate.

The female teacher was delirious and too weak to answer, only gasping for breath, occasionally twitching—the lingering afterglow of a powerful climax.

Suddenly, Wei Xiaoyu's phone rang amidst a pile of pants that had fallen to his ankles. He quickly pulled out his large penis, squatted down, and rummaged through the pile of pants the icy beauty had bought him. The caller ID looked familiar.

He calmed his breathing slightly before pressing the answer button: "Hello..."

"Where are you, you little rascal?"

"Ah... Auntie... huff..."

"What are you doing, panting like a bull?"

"I... I'm... exercising..."

He dared not say another word, or his words would become broken and fragmented. "What's wrong with you?

It's so hot,"

Chen Feitong waved for Xiaowen and Xiaowu to drive off first, ignoring her. "Hurry up and get ready to come shopping with me. Your aunt has something to discuss with you." "Where...are you?" Wei Xiaoyu felt a chill run down his spine and frowned as he asked. Looking at Teacher Yang, who was already sitting up with her legs together, ready to slip away, Wei Xiaoyu pushed her away, his eyes gesturing to her with his erect penis: I haven't had enough fun yet, don't even think about leaving me behind. Looking at the student's large, wet penis covered in white foam, the female teacher felt a chill of fear. How could her vagina possibly handle something so thick and long? "Just take a taxi to the Jingxi Hotel to pick me up. I'll wait for you." Chen Feitong's heart pounded. How should she approach her nephew? Would he laugh at her? More importantly, would he take advantage of her as his aunt? Therefore, she needed to carefully consider her nephew's answer.

"Oh, wait a moment, see you later..."

Wei Xiaoyu said, impatiently placing his phone on the desk behind him, and lewdly grinning at the shy teacher, "Hehe, Teacher Feifei, let's try something new..."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Chen Feitong realized that her voice was so polite, almost like she needed something from her nephew, and couldn't help but wonder: Had she subconsciously started treating him like an adult after his last act of disrespect? Just as she

was about to put her phone away, she heard her nephew's strange voice coming through the receiver, and she held her breath and listened intently...

Chapter 138 Between Aunt and Nephew

In the capital, at the Chen family's courtyard.

Long Yixiang, dressed in a black sheer nightgown, stood by the window, gazing through the glass and curtains at the moat of the capital city outside the courtyard wall, motionless.

Amidst the lush weeping willows, the moat reflects a picturesque scene. Sunlight shines through, and a gentle breeze stirs the water, creating an atmosphere of countless green ribbons hanging down, a serene and comforting sight that seems to proclaim peace and prosperity for the capital.

Only those present can truly know the turbulent undercurrents brewing beneath this tranquil surface. Long Yixiang's exquisite face froze slightly, letting out a long, soft sigh.

Then, the tall and graceful Long Yixiang slowly raised her long, straight left leg, perfectly straight, at a 30-degree angle to her body, then 60-degree, then 90-degree. Her skirt slid down her snow-white leg, revealing her lotus-like feet, soft calves, and alluringly full thighs, finally pressing her naked, jade-like leg against her upper body at a breathtaking 180-degree angle, remaining perfectly still.

No matter the angle from which you admire her, the beautiful woman standing by the window exudes an impeccable beauty.

Especially striking is the area between her legs, joined at a 180-degree angle; in the otherwise silent room, this spot seems to evoke a powerful, surging allure.

Between her two full, captivating thighs, a pair of equally black, lace-trimmed, sexy panties barely conceal her most private area, the most intimate part of her goddess-like figure. The delicate fabric easily makes one feel as if they've discovered a treasure, as if some mischievous pubic hair is peeking out.

But if you're lucky enough to get within a meter, the sight will surely give you a feeling of "I'd die happy if I could."

Through the small gaps in the fabric, strands of dark, curly velvet peek out, some even subtly tinged with delicate pink, sending out alluring signals.

If you were lucky enough to get a little closer, then the subtle, mature fragrance would seep into your lungs, intoxicating you…

“Senior sister, Yixiang will never argue with you again. Please come back, even just to see your two children…”

Long Yixiang murmured silently in her heart once more.

Who could know that the all-knowing, shrewd housekeeper of the Chen family compound was also being kept in the dark about the news she cared about most?

************************** “Just take a taxi to the Jingxi Hotel to pick me up. I’ll wait for you.”

Chen Feitong’s heart pounded. How should she approach her nephew? Would he laugh at her? More importantly, would he take advantage of her as his aunt?

Therefore, she needed to carefully consider her nephew’s answer.

"Oh, wait a moment, see you later..."

Wei Xiaoyu said, impatiently placing his phone on the desk behind him and leering at the shy teacher, "Hehe, Teacher Feifei, let's try something new..."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Chen Feitong noticed her own voice sounding so polite, almost like she needed something from her nephew. She couldn't help but wonder: Had she subconsciously started treating him like an adult after his indecent behavior last time? Just as

she was about to put her phone away, she heard her nephew's strange voice coming through the receiver. She held her breath and listened intently, growing increasingly alarmed and blushing with shame: This little rascal, he actually did that kind of... disgraceful thing with his female homeroom teacher in the classroom! Even I, his aunt, have never done that before.

Chen Feitong hid in a shady spot, her face flushed, eagerly "eavesdropping" on her despicable nephew "bullying" his female teacher. The remarkably healthy female major felt a burning heat between her plump thighs, even a trace of shameful fluid seeping out.

Wei Xiaoyu, unaware that his uncut call was being eavesdropped on by his aunt, had already begun experimenting with new techniques with the female teacher.

With his slight guidance, the female teacher, after two intense orgasms, couldn't resist his persistent advances and was lifted up, her limbs entwined around him like vines. Her plump, round buttocks were supported by the shameless student, their genitals welded together, seemingly proclaiming a spiritual connection between teacher and student.

"You...where did you get so many filthy positions?"

Yang Xiaofei felt extreme shame.

If the thought of her lying face down on the desk, her ass sticking out, while he fucked her from behind like a dog, already made her, a teacher, feel utterly depraved, then being brought to a blissful climax while lying on the desk only fueled her unbridled desires. This current act of being held and fucked like she was supervising students doing their homework completely stripped away the last shred of her dignity as a female teacher.

"I...I downloaded this from a website to watch, Feifei, isn't this even more exciting?"

Wei Xiaoyu, clinging to the teacher's plump buttocks, laboriously moved between the desks. His large penis couldn't thrust freely and boldly, but the position was simply too novel and stimulating, thus greatly arousing his passion.

"Have you done this with many...women...people?"

Women are naturally possessive; even the intellectual teacher wanted to be the only one to experience such a depraved and shameless position with him.

Seeing the bad student hugging her, his face flushed and his breathing labored, the female teacher couldn't help but feel a surge of pity. So she tried to lift her buttocks and use her wet and juicy honey hole to actively stroke his big penis. The novelty of turning from passive to active made the female teacher experience the intense pleasure of sexual intercourse.

"Heaven and earth bear witness... I absolutely... this is the first time... with you, teacher..."

Feeling that his female teacher had been completely trained into a lustful woman wholeheartedly enjoying the pleasures of sex, Wei Xiaoyu felt a surge of accomplishment and conquest. He lifted her plump, fleshy buttocks and vigorously tossed her up and down. Her mature, soft, and fragrant body bounced up and down, her two firm, snow-white breasts swaying violently. The sight of her white, undulating breasts made Wei Xiaoyu's blood boil. Occasionally, two rosy nipples brushed against his bare chest, the tantalizing stimulation causing him to howl, "Feifei, tell me, is it good to fuck you?"

The female teacher was still too embarrassed to meet the gaze of her diligently working student. She lowered her eyes, seeing her two large breasts bouncing like waves, white as snow, and prominent as mountain peaks. How could she be so lewd?

Her expression was probably even more wanton and unbearable.

"Alright, it's come to this, don't spoil this scoundrel's fun. Just play along, make him ejaculate, otherwise who knows how long this will go on."

The intense intercourse made the female teacher forget that the bad student's aunt was waiting for him; he couldn't linger too long.

"Mmm...so...comfortable..."

The female teacher closed her eyes in shame, her cheeks flushed, a dazed expression of ecstasy on her face, and her voice was unusually sweet and seductive, truly like a woman overcome with desire.

Major Chen Feitong on the other end of the phone felt like she was suffocating. The sweltering heat made her close-fitting military uniform seem to have shrunk suddenly, especially around her chest. Her two firm breasts, high and prominent, seemed to have swelled up instantly, making her worry that the metal buttons would pop off.

She stood sideways, but her legs felt like lead, too heavy to move. Her burning vulva was already wet. She wanted to close her legs tightly, but at the point where her delicate lips met, it felt like a small heart was pounding violently, in sync with her rapid heartbeat.

Sweat soaked her back, and two lines of sweat slid down her cheeks, but she couldn't bear to hang up. The beautiful, seductive words of the female teacher on the other end were tantalizing her: "Doing those shameful things, is it... is it really that good?

" "Should we... use more force?"

Wei Xiaoyu passionately urged, tossing the teacher up with all his might.

"Ah ah..."

When Teacher Yang fell, his iron-like big meat stick almost completely disappeared into her honey hole, and her cervix seemed to be flipped over. "No...no more...your...is too big...Teacher...can't take it..."

"Is it really that big, Teacher? Do you like my big cock?"

Wei Xiaoyu pinned the teacher against the wall and began to thrust wildly. He felt his pleasure rising rapidly and becoming uncontrollable.

"It's so big... I... I... Ahhh... So... Ah... I like it... Ah..."

The female teacher, stimulated by her own lewd words, suddenly surged to the peak of orgasm, clinging to the student like an octopus. Her most intense orgasm of her life had arrived. "Die—!"

Sensing the teacher's unusually strong orgasmic reaction, her vagina spasmed violently, like a water pump. Wei Xiaoyu could no longer control himself, thrusting in and out like the wind a dozen times, finally roaring as he deeply penetrated the teacher's vagina and ejaculated: "Teacher Feifei—I'm cumming too—!"

After his mission was accomplished, Wei Xiaoyu carelessly got dressed, went to the men's restroom to wash himself, and when he looked for Yang Xiaofei again, she had already gone home.

He took a taxi to the Jingxi Hotel and dialed Teacher Yang's cell phone, but she didn't answer. He could only send her a tender and affectionate text message.

When he got out of the car in the parking lot of the Jingxi Hotel, he felt a little dizzy and unsteady on his feet, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He was secretly pleased that Teacher Yang had been completely conquered by him. The extra effort he put in would be very rewarding.

But when he found his aunt Chen Feitong under the shade of a tree, his lust was aroused again.

Perhaps because of the heat, his aunt's cheeks were flushed, and her large eyes shimmered with a captivating light.

She lacked the usual air of an elder and instead possessed a gentle, feminine charm.

Her two red lips were exceptionally dazzling, perfectly proportioned, and alluringly colored, exuding sensuality, almost as if tempting one to kiss them.

Looking at his aunt's attire today, Wei Xiaoyu couldn't help but swallow hard.

His aunt's hair, like his mother Chen Feiyang's, was thick and black, always styled in a bun or updo, making her appear both mature and dignified, yet fashionable and elegant.

Mother Chen Feiyang was already considered tall and slender, while her younger sister Chen Feitong was even taller. Although she lacked her sister's elegant and capable noble air, she possessed a youthful and vibrant beauty, at the peak of a woman's beauty.

Aunt's military uniform had always been a source of secret fantasies for Wei Xiaoyu, and today, Aunt seemed born for it, exuding a dignified yet gentle aura, her solemnity unable to conceal her sexiness—reaching the pinnacle of uniform allure.

Wei Xiaoyu had always had a clear idea of the size of his aunt's breasts, and today, they seemed even fuller. Her chest, round and firm, stood tall with two undeniable peaks, straining against the fabric of her uniform to the point of bursting. The two round hemispheres seemed ready to rip open at any moment, making Wei Xiaoyu secretly sweat for his aunt.

The proportions of her legs, as her mother Chen Feiyang once jokingly said of her younger sister, were the golden ratio, the epitome of beauty…

“Look at your aunt, so lecherous, aren’t you afraid your eyes will pop out and no one will pick them up for you?”

The female major habitually reached to pat her nephew’s shoulder, her slender, fair hand raised in the air but then withdrew. After a moment of panic, she calmly walked outside.

Wei Xiaoyu, of course, also sensed his aunt’s change, but couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He quickly followed, his eyes blatantly “stroking” his aunt’s full, high, shapely buttocks: “Auntie, where are we going now?”

“I don’t know either, let’s take a taxi first.”

Chen Feitong was certain her nephew was feasting his eyes behind her. She had never thought about the separation of men and women before, but now, she couldn’t bring herself to be coquettish; instead, she felt a sense of pride.

My nephew, though young, is quite precocious, committing the shameful act of fooling around with his teacher. As the military training leader, she had met Yang Xiaofei. Although Yang Xiaofei had a rather alluring figure, this seemingly virtuous and well-mannered woman had acted improperly with her student—and she was a respected teacher!

My nephew could be serious about a teacher he could hardly handle, yet he didn't dare show any strong infatuation with his dear aunt. Could she really lose to that Yang Xiaofei?

Chapter 139: Between Aunt and Nephew - Stockings

(Um, the previous chapters were a bit dragging, I'll improve.

Of course, you can't mess around with family, but what about between teachers and students? Hmph, Chen Feitong defended herself: I didn't really intend to do anything shameful with this little brat, but last time he faced my nearly naked body, he was so secretive and didn't seem to have any strong possessive desire. Was it because my charm wasn't as good as that female teacher's?)

"By the way, Auntie, what are you doing here?"

Wei Xiaoyu was extremely interested in his aunt's two plump, round buttocks encased in her military trousers.

They swayed and writhed, incredibly full and luscious, yet perfectly proportioned without being greasy…

Hearing Wei Xiaoyu's question, Chen Feitong immediately became resentful, abandoning her attempt to hail a taxi and instead recounting the events of the previous day along the tree-lined street.

Wei Xiaoyu walked side-by-side with his aunt, occasionally touching her soft arm, feeling its elasticity and smelling the familiar fragrance emanating from her. While his mind wandered, he frowned.

Connecting this to the misunderstandings and conflicts with his cousin Qin Ce, Wei Xiaoyu wasn't concerned about his cousin or Jiang Nan, but rather about his second uncle's subordinate, Falcon.

It was a kind of inexplicable premonition that this man… Since it concerned him, he asked his aunt in detail about the falcon's appearance. The more he listened, the more alarmed he became. Wasn't that the hunchbacked man who had fought with Aunt Yu the night before?

The Ministry of State Security's Special Operations Division had actually used sniper rifles in Xi'an City—this was completely out of line with the style of the Celestial Empire's security departments.

Therefore, based on this, what was the identity and stance of the beautiful Aunt Yu…? Wei Xiaoyu suddenly felt very worried. He couldn't believe that Aunt Yu was on the "hostile" side. What about Sister Ruoyan?

He thought of the icy beauty who looked exactly like Aunt Yu, her hand still clutching the new phone Sister Ruoyan had bought for her…

Wei Xiaoyu fell silent, startled awake by a sudden chill. He realized he had followed his aunt into the entrance of a shopping mall. The cool air from the central air conditioning immediately refreshed him.

"Auntie, what are we doing here? Are you going to buy something?"

Chen Feitong casually replied, "Just taking advantage of the air conditioning…"

Wei Xiaoyu noticed the crowd of people around him, young and old, all glancing enviously at his aunt in her military uniform. His aunt was practically the center of attention, and as her nephew, he felt quite proud, his eyes gleaming with envy.

"Look, look, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Chen Feitong and her nephew rode the elevator together. She was used to the stares; as a rare beauty with an exceptional figure and always dressed in military uniform, she was immune to attention. However, she was bothered by her nephew's furtive glances.

Not for any other reason than that she had learned a great deal about her nephew, a first-year high school student, during their phone conversation that day.

"Don't dig, don't dig,"

Wei Xiaoyu blushed with embarrassment after being exposed. This was a public place, and he didn't dare to act

inappropriately. Besides, his aunt was unpredictable, and he wasn't someone he could easily tease. "Auntie, autumn is coming soon. Don't you want to buy some clothes for the season?" Chen Feitong always felt that her nephew's every move was suspicious. She didn't understand at first and looked at him with a mixture of coquettishness and anger.

"Um, like... black stockings and things like that,"

Wei Xiaoyu quickly brushed aside his aunt's hand that reached out to pinch him and explained, "Auntie, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you always wear your military uniform. I've never seen you wear civilian clothes. To be honest, even the best uniform gets boring after a while, and it lacks... a bit of femininity..."

"Really?"

Chen Feitong asked casually, but she was already very concerned about her nephew's comment.

Just think, could a boy who could charm his female homeroom teacher without a certain level of appreciation for women?

"These are my honest thoughts, Auntie. After all, I'm a man, you know..."

"Alright, I'll give it a try,"

Chen Feitong said to her nephew after checking the signs. "Just wander around, don't follow me. I'll call you later to meet up."

She blushed slightly, gave her nephew a bewildered look, and headed towards the women's clothing section.

Wei Xiaoyu, as if frozen in place by his aunt, stared blankly for a long time, watching her tall, slender, and graceful figure in her uniform disappear before finally letting out a breath. He repeatedly asked himself: His aunt's unusual gaze and shy demeanor were truly perplexing.

Unable to figure it out, he decided to put it aside for the time being. He took out his phone; of course he remembered his mother's number. He dialed: "Mom, what are you doing?"

Chen Feiyang's voice was somewhat cold: "In a meeting. What is it now?"

"Now?"

Wei Xiaoyu wanted to flirt a little, but he managed to restrain himself. He asked his mother to find a quiet room to take the call, and then recounted the sniper incident he had encountered last night and some things his aunt had told him today. Of course, as he narrated slowly, he tried to downplay the "irrelevant" characters, making the main point that "the son is concerned about the safety of his mother's jurisdiction and her future career." Chen Feiyang, of course, "understood the bigger picture." Although he had many questions in his mind, he did not immediately press him for answers. He grasped that the Special Operations Division of the Ministry of State Security had an important mission in Xi'an, and that there was another force opposing it.

Chen Feiyang was holding a meeting with several high-ranking officials from the Public Security Bureau. The topic of the meeting was the sniper incident from the previous night. After hearing her son's timely report, Chen Feiyang hesitated again and again, but ultimately decided not to call her second brother

, who was in charge of the Special Operations Division, to inquire. Since her brother hadn't revealed it to her, it meant that organizational discipline had restricted it, which further indicated that this was a task assigned from above, and it didn't even require informing the leaders of Xi'an.

Chen Feiyang frowned slightly, quickly thinking of many things. For example, the Special Operations Division's task involved the high-ranking officials of Xi'an, even those at the Standing Committee level.

Another example was whether this classified mission was unknown only to her, or whether all the high-ranking officials in Xi'an were unaware of it; was the Xi'an Municipal State Security Bureau involved?

Furthermore, the use of sniper rifles was definitely not the usual style of security departments operating domestically; this was already "out of line"...

Chen Feiyang suddenly felt immense pressure, something she had never experienced since entering politics.

Because she had only been in Xi'an for a short time and didn't yet have her own team,

she felt constantly constrained when things went wrong. It seemed there were undercurrents brewing in Xi'an. The most urgent task was to figure out how to deal with all the possible consequences. "

Hmph, just how big of a deal is this? Which powerful figure is involved that they wouldn't even give me, the Xi'an government, a heads-up before resorting to violence on my turf?

Since they don't want me to know, then I'll let more people pay attention. Let's see if you can still cover it up then..."

Wei Xiaoyu was unaware that his mother had already activated her "heroic" mode because of his report. Seeing his aunt carrying several bags, he wanted to help her, but Chen Feitong smiled mysteriously and politely declined.

"Auntie's going to have you, my little man, give me your opinion today. If it's not fair, hmph, you won't get to enjoy that sight so easily!"

Chen Feitong's words carried a hint of threat, yet her face was flushed...

Back in Chen Feitong's dormitory at the Xi'an Garrison Command, she told her nephew to make himself at home, then went into her bedroom, locked the door, and prepared to leave.

Wei Xiaoyu heard the sound of a shower running in his aunt's bathroom. His mind wandered aimlessly. As the air conditioning gradually cooled, he surveyed his aunt's small apartment.

The olive green color scheme gave it a military feel. It had one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen, and a small balcony.

Standing on the balcony, he could see several teams of soldiers training under the scorching sun on the parade ground not far away. Their spirit of perseverance inspired him, and he couldn't help but let his thoughts wander: What were his own ideals?

After a long while…

“Cough cough…”

He heard his aunt’s voice in the small living room behind him, and all his ideals and ambitions vanished instantly. He turned around abruptly, only to be utterly shocked. Undoubtedly, the beauty of the Chen sisters was a blend of inner and outer beauty, etched into their very bones. If one had to differentiate them, their mother, Chen Feiyang, excelled in temperament and inner qualities, while their aunt, Chen Feitong, was a stunning beauty that directly assaulted the eyes, simply because her dignified military uniform concealed her fiery side.

At this moment, Major Chen, dressed in feminine attire at her nephew’s “persuasion,” perfectly demonstrated to him what it meant to have large breasts and a round bottom, fiery red lips, and a devilish figure! Her

long, wet hair was piled on top of her head, the ends seemingly still dripping with glistening water droplets—a picture of a beauty emerging from a bath, instantly captivating the soul.

Chen Feitong’s eyebrows were almost never groomed before; they weren’t crescent moons, but rather two sharp blades. Today, with just a few strokes, she captured the essence of a perfectly natural beauty, inspiring awe and reverence.

The biggest difference between Chen Feitong's lips and her sister Chen Feiyang's lies in their allure. While Chen Feiyang's lips command respect, hers beckon for kisses and suckles.

Her lips, painted a deep red, radiated a fiery passion, causing Wei Xiaoyu to involuntarily lick his dry lips. A

white cotton vest-style t-shirt tightly hugged her impressive bust, her two firm, rounded breasts swaying gently with her confident stride. The dynamic waves of her breasts made Wei Xiaoyu's legs tremble; he longed to rush forward and grab his aunt's ample bosom to stop their playful bounce.

At her slender waist, Major Chen wore a denim mini-skirt—a rare sight indeed. The frayed edges of the skirt added a touch of wildness and sexiness, tightly hugging her plump, round hips. It was a true masterpiece that transformed the denim skirt from a mere covering into a symbol of sensuality. What

caused Wei Xiaoyu, her nephew, to instantly become aroused by his aunt's black stockings!

"God, aren't these beautiful legs your greatest masterpiece? I long to become your devotee, to worship you, to lick your toes...

" "Isn't this a little too flirtatious?"

Major Chen's cheeks flushed a rare, intoxicating red. Judging from her nephew's almost drooling reaction, she was undoubtedly his supreme goddess at that moment. Although Major Chen had always disdained pretentious modesty, such an outrageous outfit still made her quite embarrassed, especially when she saw her nephew's unsightly posture as he bent over and scrambled to sit on the sofa to hide his bulging crotch. She feigned ignorance and asked naturally. After asking, she even imitated a runway model, half-turning to face her nephew, placing one slender, delicate hand on her slightly protruding hip, gently resting it on her rounded buttocks. Her beautiful eyes looked at her nephew as naturally as possible, sincerely inquiring, "Do you think I dare to go out dressed like this?"

"No way!"

Wei Xiaoyu exclaimed without thinking, "I need to admire it enough before showing it to others!"

Logically, Chen Feitong should have blushed and scolded him coyly, but she wanted to let some uncertain decisions unfold naturally, so she gave her nephew a disapproving look: "Tch, what nonsense are you spouting, brat? You're not a qualified advisor..."

Chapter 140 Between Aunt and Nephew: Uncontrollable Temperament

Zhao Yuqi took her daughter Gu Yanran to Beijing this weekend to meet with her father, Zhao Zhikun, one of the vice chairmen of the National People's Congress.

For the past six months, the father and daughter had only spoken on the phone, but recently, after her father-in-law's untimely death, their political marriage had lost its foundation. More importantly, she had no feelings for her husband, Gu Xiancheng, so she wanted to tell her father in person that she wanted to end this marriage in name only.

Zhao Zhikun didn't immediately express his opinion. Undercurrents were swirling in Beijing, and the situation was on the verge of exploding. His daughter, Zhao Yuqi, never participated in factional struggles, and he didn't intend to confide in her. However, he needed to consult his son-in-law's attitude; even a gesture required going through the motions.

But Gu Xiancheng's phone remained switched off, and although his mother-in-law's phone rang, she didn't answer. Zhao Zhikun tried all day without success. He left home with a furrowed brow, not returning until late Saturday night. He called his daughter, Zhao Yuqi, to his study and solemnly said, "Yuqi, what I can tell you is that you never participated in their family's affairs before, and you absolutely must never participate in them again. Just live your own life, understand?"

Zhao Yuqi was no longer the naive young girl she once was. Even a middle school leadership team was rife with infighting and suspicion; how much more so a national factional struggle?

She initially agreed with her father's advice, but the Gu family was, after all, the foundation of her daughter Gu Yanran's lineage. The traditional Chinese values prevented Zhao Yuqi from being cold-hearted and indifferent; that would only make her seem heartless and ungrateful.

"Dad, are they being held by the authorities?"

Zhao Yuqi asked her father.

Zhao Zhikun looked exhausted and sighed deeply, "Don't ask anymore. Whatever the situation, you don't need to worry about it anymore, Yuqi. You're my only daughter. What I admire most about you is that you always think things through carefully before acting, never making hasty decisions. So, let me ask you, if—I mean, if I were to get involved in something one day, what would you do?"

Zhao Yuqi looked at her father, whose temples were graying, with surprise. Her beautiful lips moved, but she couldn't say anything. She went behind her father's chair and massaged his shoulders.

With the collapse of Xijing's power, her father's faction might no longer be able to achieve anything. The factional struggles, though not bloody, were more despairing than actual bloodshed.

Zhao Yuqi thought of that hooligan student. If, if her father really passed away, would that little hooligan be able to influence his parents?

In the dormitory building of the mid-level officers of the Xi'an Garrison Command, the hooligan student was unaware that his "sister director" in the capital was plotting against him. Instead, she was giving her aunt advice on her outfit, acting as a very meaningful commentator.

Stimulated by her aunt's beautiful legs in black stockings, he instantly became aroused. He hurriedly jumped onto the sofa to hide his embarrassing state. When he heard his aunt say that he might have to go out dressed like that, he blushed and expressed his strong objection.

"No way!"

Wei Xiaoyu exclaimed without thinking, "I need to admire it enough before showing it to others!"

Logically, Chen Feitong should have blushed and scolded him coyly, but she wanted to let some uncertain decisions unfold naturally. So, she gave her nephew a disapproving look, like an elder: "Tch, you brat, what nonsense are you spouting? You're not qualified to be a strategist. Besides, unless I retire, I can only wear this indoors..."

"Okay, okay, you scared me to death, haha..."

Wei Xiaoyu, understanding perfectly, picked up where his aunt left off, showering her with flattery. Then, he said seriously, "Auntie, not to criticize you, but I feel sorry for you. Why did you join the army? It's such a waste to hang out with those soldiers all day. Besides, why not join a special forces unit? It's not like you can't get into the Snow Leopard Commando..."

"I'm afraid of hardship,"

Chen Feitong's answer left Wei Xiaoyu speechless.

Wei Xiaoyu rolled his eyes, speechless at his aunt's words, then said awkwardly, "Auntie, I'm thirsty..."

"What do you want to drink? I only have frozen juice, okay?"

Chen Feitong knew her nephew's "thirsty" was a veiled insult, but pretended not to understand. She was genuinely afraid he would take advantage of the situation. Although she had invited him over today to discuss many issues between men and women, his audacity was boundless; he had even managed to seduce the homeroom teacher. Recalling the lewd moans of that charming female homeroom teacher named Ms. Yang on the phone, Major Chen was very worried that she would lose control.

She was always carefree, seemingly unaffected by anything, lacking any life goals or ideals, and not even concerned with important matters like marriage. In short, her mentality was like that of a child, believing that joking and laughing with her nephew all day was the greatest joy in life.

But today's phone call made her waver. She was jealous of Ms. Yang, who was dissatisfied that her nephew hadn't sought her, his close aunt, for guidance on his development, but instead sought out an outsider to express his dissatisfaction.

Children should act like children, innocent and carefree, full of curiosity about the world. How can they learn from those scoundrels who ruin innocent women?

"Nothing like milk?"

Wei Xiaoyu's philandering nature was revealed. Seeing his aunt turn to glare at him, he quickly compromised, "Juice is fine, Auntie, hehe, isn't drinking juice very good for your health?"

After saying that, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept over his aunt's chest and buttocks.

"Hehe,"

Chen Feitong opened the refrigerator door by the kitchen door, asking threateningly, "Did you say juice has breast-enhancing effects? Pshaw, your auntie here has a naturally good figure, okay? I'm warning you, Wei Xiaoyu, if you try to provoke me like last time, I'll get a few soldiers to teach you a lesson. Besides, military training still has more than two weeks left, are you itching for a beating? I'll satisfy you—wait, what are you doing?"

"Major Chen, I suddenly remembered that Sister-in-law Shu is waiting for me at home to give her a massage. Sorry, goodbye, I'll visit another day..."

Wei Xiaoyu walked towards the door feigning innocence.

"You stop right there!"

Chen Feitong followed him over and kicked him in the butt. "What did you just say? Giving Sister-in-law Shu a massage?"

Wei Xiaoyu was so startled by the sudden surge of waves on his aunt's chest that his body went limp. "Yeah..."

Instead of scolding him, Chen Feitong boldly puffed out her chest. "See that? It's the real deal—you brat, let me ask you, were you also doing those perverted things with Teng Shu and Teng Xiao's underwear in the bathroom?"

Wei Xiaoyu frowned, an idea forming in his mind. He earnestly gave his aunt a lesson in puberty, reaching out to pull her wrist toward the sofa. "Come, come, Auntie, I think if I don't tell you some normal things, you'll still think your wise, brave, and well-mannered nephew is a pervert."

"Fine, I'll listen, but I'm warning you, if you don't convince me wholeheartedly, I won't let you off the hook."

*Tch*, if Auntie gives me a chance, I'll not only convince you wholeheartedly, but I'll also make you physically submit,* Wei Xiaoyu fantasized, sitting side-by-side with his aunt on the sofa. His aunt's plump, beautiful buttocks were right in front of him, and his long, straight, voluptuous legs in black

stockings filled him with immense pleasure. However, his aunt, fresh from her bath, exuded the delicate fragrance of shower gel, and her bare, fair arms occasionally brushed against his, making him feel overwhelmed. His erection remained constantly erect.

"Auntie, do you know about the physical changes in teenagers?"

Wei Xiaoyu cut to the chase, his gaze inadvertently drifting over to measure his aunt's ample breasts. Because she was sitting, gravity strained her t-shirt, causing the low-cut neckline to open slightly, revealing glimpses of her fair, pink cleavage. Chen Feitong, out of the corner of her eye, saw her nephew peeping at her exposed breasts. The feeling of being molested by her once innocent nephew was truly strange. She wanted to hide, yet didn't want to. It was a strange process; how could a child who had been so innocent just a few months ago suddenly be so interested in women's bodies?

"Do you think your aunt is illiterate?"

Chen Feitong felt a bit hot even with the air conditioning set at 25 degrees Celsius, so she unscrewed the cap of her juice bottle and took a sip.

"Then tell me, what are the characteristics of men and women?"

Wei Xiaoyu deliberately rubbed against his aunt's bare arm, reached for the juice, and put his mouth on the bottle opening his aunt had just drunk from, but didn't drink the juice immediately, seemingly savoring something.

Chen Feitong stared at her nephew with the look of utter disgust: "Xiaoyu, are you really Xiaoyu? Or are you possessed by some thousand-year-old pervert? How could you do something so disgusting, without even trying to hide it, deliberately exposing your lewdness and filth? You still say you're not a pervert?"

Wei Xiaoyu's face immediately turned red, and he spat out the juice he had in his mouth with a "pfft,"

spraying it right onto his aunt's chest.

"Ouch, you..."

Chen Feitong quickly stood up, disgustedly patting the water droplets from her high, full breasts with her hands.

"Cough cough... I'm so sorry, Auntie, I really didn't mean to. Your words were a bit too harsh, and I was so ashamed that I choked..."

Wei Xiaoyu put down his juice and stood up, reaching out to pat the juice off his aunt's chest.

Actually, not much juice had sprayed onto Chen Feitong's chest, but Chen Feitong couldn't believe that her nephew's shameless behavior had become so blatant after just a few days. She stared at him blankly, as if saying: "Come on, try reaching over here!"

Wei Xiaoyu, of course, understood the provocation in his aunt's eyes. He hesitated, looking at her, but his hand trembled as he reached out, as if responding: "Auntie, don't force me, I can't control my hands at all. It's all because your breasts are so beautiful and full."

Seeing that trembling hand about to reach her pert breasts, Chen Feitong's eyes widened: "You brat, you really can't control your hands?"

Wei Xiaoyu's breathing became rapid: "Auntie, just once, my hands are easily satisfied, just one touch, okay?"

No, you can't! Chen Feitong felt as if her heart had stopped beating, but her magnificent breasts heaved violently, seemingly reaching into his hands with each breath. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the peaks, Chen Feitong panicked and pushed her nephew onto the sofa, lunged at him, grabbed his neck, knelt between his legs with her right leg, and looked down at him with hatred, demanding, "You brat, what exactly do you want? Hmm, what are you thinking about your aunt? Don't you know I'm your aunt? Hmm?"

04-27
Chapter 141 Between Aunt and Nephew: The Conditions Are

So Big, So White, So Deep!

Looking at the pair of voluptuous breasts hanging before him, the open neckline revealing a radiant spring, Wei Xiaoyu was half-pressed down by his aunt. Her plump, black-stockinged legs pressed against his hard penis through her crotch. With his neck being choked, he struggled to breathe, feeling as if he was about to spit blood.

"Auntie... your... breasts... are... really... big... so... beautiful..."

Actually, this change happened in the blink of an eye. She had already pinned down her perverted nephew. Only when she saw his face turn red and his neck bulging from being pinched did Chen Feitong recover somewhat from her shame and indignation. Hearing her nephew's comments about her breasts, she felt both proud and angry: "No matter how big or beautiful they are, I'm still your auntie! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Knowing his aunt as he did, Wei Xiaoyu was certain she wasn't really angry, but rather couldn't get past the barrier of blood ties. However, he didn't want to take advantage of his aunt in the chaos. Dealing with a woman as outspoken as his aunt was best done logically and naturally, making her obediently submit with a touch of shyness—that would be ideal.

So he reached under his aunt's armpits and tickled her: "I can't... breathe, Auntie..."

"Hehe... you're not allowed... hehe..."

Chen Feitong was grateful to her nephew for resolving the awkwardness between the two aunt and nephew in the best way. Taking the opportunity, she turned over and sat down. Seemingly bewildered by the strange feeling of pressing down on her nephew, she actually reached out and slapped his bulging crotch. It bounced so hard that it felt like a real thing. "You're so ugly. Aren't you ashamed? I'm your aunt..."

Wei Xiaoyu finally caught his breath, but his vital spot was hit hard again, and he immediately let out a wail: "Auntie, don't you... know that this place is the most vulnerable for us... men?"

"Tch,"

Chen Feitong teased, blushing, "I think I read something in a book where some stinky man said your 'things' are the hardest, hehehe..."

Wei Xiaoyu retorted, staring at his aunt's heaving breasts: "The book describes your breasts as firm, but actually, you know they're the softest..."

"Shameless,"

Chen Feitong's blush deepened, her soldier-like eyes becoming increasingly misty, she pouted shyly, "Men and women are just like that, aren't they? There are always some self-proclaimed romantics who describe the affairs of men and women as something so wonderful, it's so boring, they're just wasting their time."

Wei Xiaoyu clearly had a different opinion, making a mysterious expression of someone with experience, rubbing the flesh his aunt had slapped painfully: "No, no, no, Auntie, you haven't tried it. Once you try it, I guarantee you'll crave it..."

"Tch, as if you've actually tried it, so shameless and brazen..."

Chen Feitong asked knowingly. She hadn't lied yet, so she quickly grabbed the juice from the coffee table and took a sip to cover it up.

Should she honestly admit it? Wei Xiaoyu's eyes darted around a few times, he coughed twice, feigned a smile and remained silent, his movements of rubbing his crotch becoming increasingly exaggerated and shameless.

Chen Feitong knew perfectly well that Wei Xiaoyu was playing hard to get, but she couldn't resist falling for it. She glanced at her nephew and said mockingly, "Don't think your aunt doesn't know. You've tried it with your hand countless times, acting like a seasoned lover. Aren't you ashamed? Hehe, hehehe..."

Seeing his aunt covering her mouth and laughing, Wei Xiaoyu pretended to be about to lose it, his erect penis, visible through his pants, outlining its lewd shape. He said generously, "Auntie, you can criticize me, you can even laugh at me, but that feeling... tsk tsk, never mind, describing it to you is useless. So what if I've tried? It's not like I'm afraid to admit it. What man hasn't tried? What's there to be ashamed of?"

"Wei Xiaoyu, have you no shame? Are you proud of showing off your donkey-like thing?"

Chen Feitong pointed out that her nephew's ugly posture of holding his penis was completely disrespectful to her as his aunt. Sitting upright, she said with shame and indignation, "If you're so capable, try it in front of your aunt. Let your aunt see just how shameless you men can be. Do you dare?"

"Auntie, are you sure you really want to see?"

Wei Xiaoyu immediately showed enthusiasm and eagerness.

Being stared at by her nephew, Chen Feitong felt her cheeks burning even though she was enjoying it. She knew that this guy was eager to masturbate in front of her, and even fantasized about her hot body at that moment. But the ecstatic moans and cries of Teacher Yang kept lingering in her ears, becoming more and more wanton and seductive.

"What's there to be afraid of? If someone's willing to act sordidly, why wouldn't I dare to watch?"

Chen Feitong spoke haughtily, but she also noticed her breathing becoming rapid. Her nephew had definitely seen through her nervousness, so shyness involuntarily crept onto her face, and the mist in her eyes grew thicker, making her utterly captivating.

This was a perfect opportunity! She could feign embarrassment and take the chance to extract some benefits from her aunt—wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?

Having made up his mind, Wei Xiaoyu shyly covered his face and pleaded, "Auntie, can I make a request?"

"..."

Chen Feitong paused for a moment, then, still trying to appear righteous, said, "Go ahead and say it, just don't go too far."

"Of course not, you're my dear auntie,"

Wei Xiaoyu, having gotten off to a good start, hesitated before saying, "Later, I... I'll take out... um... that... could you... let me see your... breasts? Of course, if you don't want to, that's fine too. I know it's a bit much..."

Was it too much? Chen Feitong couldn't tell, but she knew she felt like she was at a disadvantage.

But seeing her nephew suddenly become so shy, did he still deeply respect her as his aunt? Chen Feitong was unsure.

"Sigh, I knew Auntie was too shy to agree..."

Wei Xiaoyu said dejectedly.

"Don't make that face. Doesn't your aunt know you're just using this as a ploy?"

Since she was going to sacrifice her body, Chen Feitong felt she couldn't be satisfied without teasing him a little. She sighed, "Fine, I'll let you see for a moment. Don't get too cocky, you know, no man has ever seen my...breasts..."

"Okay, okay, I know, Auntie,"

Wei Xiaoyu grinned, standing up to unbuckle his belt. "If Auntie let me touch your breasts, I'd be the happiest person in the world... Hey, Auntie, don't hit me! I was just saying. How could I be ungrateful? You're my dearest auntie..."

"You brat, I regret it now that you've succeeded in your scheme,"

Chen Feitong said, her face flushed, her bright eyes filled with shame and indignation, yet also conflicted and hesitant. "You're getting the better end of the deal and you're still acting innocent. I hate you so much..."

"Auntie, you're so sweet. Why don't you pinch me or punch me to vent your anger?"

Wei Xiaoyu pulled down his pants, sat down next to his aunt, feeling her soft, supple body, smelling her alluring fragrance, especially the way her eyes held a mixture of coquettishness and resentment, making his bones melt.

Chen Feitong was startled when her nephew suddenly pulled down his pants, but then she noticed he was still wearing his underwear, which calmed her down a bit. Glancing at the outline of his erect penis, she felt a surge of eagerness to see what a man's manhood really looked like.

A conflicted mix of emotions, coupled with her shy nature, left the inexperienced female major feeling anxious and uneasy. Was she going too far with this game with her nephew? What if her sister found out…? Unable to bear the pressure, she got up and ran to the balcony to draw the curtains, carefully checking that there wasn't a single gap before returning to the living room and turning on the overhead light. Her nephew had already tossed his trousers aside and taken off his t-shirt, appearing almost completely naked before her.

She knew her nephew was physically strong, or rather, well-built, due to Xiang Jie's constant pressure to practice martial arts.

But in this situation, seeing his almost naked body, especially the menacing sight of his underwear bulging out from his crotch, Chen Feitong shamefully admitted to herself that she was feeling a stirring of lust.

Her face flushed, her heart pounded, and her chest swelled slightly. A warm sensation emanated from between her legs, hidden beneath her denim miniskirt, as if something was about to seep from her secret, intimate place. Shyness made her almost unable to move, her body limp and weak.

"Auntie, come sit here, shall we begin?"

Wei Xiaoyu seemed unusually shy as well. He didn't immediately pull down his underwear to reveal his erect penis, but instead stroked his thick, hard shaft through his crotch, secretly marveling: "Brother, you haven't been lacking in meat these days, yet you're still so robust. I wonder where your limit is..."

"You brat, wait a minute."

Chen Feitong was truly unsure whether she should do something morally unacceptable with her nephew. She needed to ask herself honestly, to go to the bedroom and examine her soul and body—was it really necessary?

"Auntie, don't stay hard for too long. Prolonged engorgement can cause illness..."

Wei Xiaoyu reminded his shy aunt, his eyes fixed on her long, shapely, and shapely legs, the sexy black stockings making his heart itch uncontrollably.

Chen Feitong wanted to tease her nephew a bit, even want to scold him, but ultimately replied softly, "Take off your underwear and wait for me..."

Who says auntie is carefree? Who says auntie lacks femininity? Wei Xiaoyu was almost spitting blood from the teasing of the female major's glance and words.

Seeing his auntie slam the bedroom door shut and hearing the sound of it being locked, Wei Xiaoyu wondered what she was doing in the bedroom. Suddenly, he noticed half a cell phone sticking out of her trouser pocket and had a brilliant idea.

He set the phone to camera mode, turned the volume to maximum, and placed it on the wall-mounted LCD TV opposite the sofa. A painting there blurred the view, making the phone less conspicuous.

Sitting back on the sofa, staring at his hard-working phone across from him, Wei Xiaoyu felt a guilty urge and his whole body trembled. This was too risky, and damn exciting too.

He wondered if the video of him giving his mother a facial, recorded on the memory card, was still there after his phone fell into the water and broke last night…

The door opened, and Chen Feitong, her face flushed, shuffled out. Seeing her nephew grinning at her, she rolled her eyes and raised her hand as if to hit him, her bright red lips seeming to twitch slightly, as if silently cursing him for being “bad.” “Auntie, you’re so beautiful…”

Wei Xiaoyu exclaimed sincerely.

“No matter how beautiful you are, I’m still your auntie…”

Chen Feitong hesitated before sitting on the armrest of the sofa, her voice carrying a mixture of warning and regret, leaving the listener feeling heavy-hearted.

"Actually,"

Wei Xiaoyu racked his brains, finally managing to say, "Auntie, what you're about to see is just normal human psychology. Tomorrow, when you wake up, it'll be another sunny day."

Seeing her nephew's earnestness, and how he seemed to have lost his hunger, Chen Feitong felt her psychological pressure immediately lessen considerably. She returned the favor with a shy smile: "Xiaoyu, shall Auntie help you take off your underwear?"

This was even more alluring and seductive than her earlier "Take off your underwear and wait for me." Were women born with a seductive allure? Even her strong and resilient aunt had inexplicably become so charming and alluring in such a short time?

"Okay, okay, okay, I couldn't be happier, Auntie! You're such a dear Auntie!"

Wei Xiaoyu was incredibly excited. He immediately stood up and walked to his aunt, his large, erect penis pointing at her.

"Oh, it looks wet here. Did you wet yourself?"

Chen Feitong asked shyly, staring at the spot where his penis was touching.

Chapter 142 The Ambiguous Relationship Between Aunt and Nephew

Since arriving in Xi'an to carry out a top-secret mission, Falcon Zu Xianfeng has encountered strange things that he never expected while abroad.

In fact, relatively speaking, he could act more freely abroad, with fewer constraints, more room to maneuver, and if things got too difficult, he could sneak back to China.

Last year, he was transferred back to China. He believed that with his skills, intelligence, and years of experience in carrying out secret missions, he could soon say goodbye to his life of leading from the front. His upward momentum was unstoppable.

But he was wrong, terribly wrong. With his keen political acumen, he finally realized he was caught in a vortex of factional infighting. Most terrifyingly, he didn't know if he, a mere pawn in the executioner's game, could escape unscathed.

However, he firmly believed that political struggles weren't always life-or-death battles, but more often about compromise. Moreover, given the current domestic climate, stability was paramount, even overriding economic development. So he comforted himself, thinking that enduring some hardship wasn't so bad; the higher-ups would surely offer some compensation.

But he was wrong again. He presumptuously attempted to kidnap a member of the "Red Fourth Generation" (a descendant of a high-ranking official), using this as a breakthrough to entangle this Red Fourth Generation member with another, whom he couldn't touch. He planned to use this chaos to lure out a mysterious female expert with whom he had previously had contact (they jumped into the Luo River together). Ideally, he'd uncover her identity and background; otherwise, a desperate, dramatic confrontation would add a glorious chapter to his career as a secret agent.

But he was severely reprimanded by his superior for using a sniper rifle and for offending a member of the "Red Fourth Generation"—both taboo subjects!

Fuming, he interrogated Gu Xiancheng relentlessly in the basement of their new hideout, only to be met with even more frustration. The pampered Gu Xiancheng, unable to withstand the onslaught, begged for mercy repeatedly, but remained completely ignorant of his mother's whereabouts and the "Book of Life and Death."

Now, this second-generation official, whom he had imprisoned for several days, was practically useless, leaving him with the difficult question of what to do with him…

Wei Xiaoyu, of course, was unaware that the Falcon, who had fought a fierce battle with Aunt Yu, was troubled. At this moment, he was aroused by his aunt's words, "Xiaoyu, shall I help you take off your underwear?"

These words were even more alluring and seductive than "Take off your underwear and wait for me." Were women born with seductive spirits? Even his strong and resilient aunt had inexplicably become alluring and seductive in such a short time?

"Okay, okay, okay, I couldn't be happier, Auntie! You're such a dear Auntie!"

Wei Xiaoyu was incredibly excited. He immediately stood up and walked to his aunt, his erect penis pointing directly at her.

"Oh, it looks wet here. Did you wet yourself?"

Chen Feitong asked shyly, staring at the spot where his glans was pressing against his crotch.

Wei Xiaoyu himself had to admit that a man's penis was indeed too obscene and ugly. The erect penis pressed against his crotch, leaving a small crack in the cotton underwear. The prolonged engorgement had caused sticky beads of blood to seep out, soaking through the cotton fabric.

"Ahem, Auntie, how can I possibly answer you?"

Wei Xiaoyu expressed his concern about his aunt's lack of sexual knowledge. "When you get excited, oh no, when you're aroused, don't you... ahem, Auntie, don't be angry, I'm just stating the facts. Don't you get wet down there when you're aroused?"

After asking, he stared intently at his aunt's reaction like a hungry wolf, wondering what kind of exciting answer her usually fiery personality would give him.

To his surprise, Chen Feitong blinked her misty eyes and frankly said, "Yes, you do. Do you boys get wet too?"

He hadn't expected his aunt to be so honest, so casually admitting an extremely private matter that other girls would probably be incredibly shy about, and with such pure innocence that it was heart-wrenching. He couldn't bring himself to be frivolous, and Wei Xiaoyu opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

It's like this: you passionately pounce on your goddess, giving her the most seductive touches, and just as you're about to thrust in, she suddenly says, "Oh dear, I forgot to top up my phone credit today."

Wouldn't that feel like a bucket of cold water poured over your burning passion? It's like they're not treating our Lord Wei like a real man.

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly acting like this?"

Major Chen asked with concern, inwardly giving himself a thumbs up: Dealing with a pushover like that, it turns out, "playing innocent" is the most effective tactic!

Wei Xiaoyu isn't the type to give up at the first sign of trouble. Even if passion clouded his judgment, based on his years of knowing his aunt, how could she, a "twenty-seven" or "old" maid, be so naive about matters of the heart? Something's definitely fishy.

“Auntie,”

Wei Xiaoyu took one of Chen Feitong’s slender, jade-like hands and held it, feeling the softness and delicacy of her delicate hand. He slowly placed it on his engorged penis, which was pointed at his aunt’s face like a machine gun, and gently pressed it through her panties. “Can you feel its size?”

The moment Chen Feitong’s hand touched the large penis so close to her, her flushed face instantly became hot. She felt as if her entire body was engulfed in a sea of fire. Especially between her legs, a warm, sticky liquid, like nectar, gushed out from her tender lips. She trembled and desperately squeezed her plump thighs, which were wrapped in black stockings, together.

“…Um…yes, really big, cough cough,”

Chen Feitong heard her voice was actually a little hoarse, her heart almost leaping out of her chest. “Are all yours this big?”

Looking at her aunt's feigned composure, Wei Xiaoyu keenly noticed a hint of panic in her eyes, her slight smile only betraying her utter embarrassment.

Haha, Auntie, playing mind games with a pervert, don't you know that the more composed you appear, the more excited he'll become?

“No, no, no, less than five percent of men in this world can compare penis size to your nephew, Auntie, aren't you proud of your nephew?”

“Pfft…”

Good heavens, this little rascal just spouts such shameless things without batting an eye! He has absolutely no respect for his aunt! I can't take it anymore, I have to laugh to ease the tension. After laughing, Chen Feitong seemed to have abandoned all restraint, opening her small fist and taking the initiative to grasp her nephew's penis. The strong, hard feel and the vibrant throbbing gave her a completely new stimulation. She quickly withdrew her hand, covering her lips and curling up, looking at her nephew with an incredulous, embarrassed smile.

Wei Xiaoyu felt the warmth of his aunt's soft hand, trembling with pleasure. After calling out "Auntie," he didn't know whether he should take things further.

"What?"

Chen Feitong blushed, her eyes curving into crescents. She leaned against the sofa, half-lying down, revealing her voluptuous and fiery figure. Her bare, fair arms, slender waist, full, round buttocks, and curvaceous, black-stockinged legs all gave Wei Xiaoyu a strong visual impact. Coupled with her languid posture, she shed her fierceness and reserve, revealing a completely new feminine side. What a fiery and alluring natural beauty!

Wei Xiaoyu felt that the scene at this moment was not him desperately trying to take advantage of his aunt, but rather his confident aunt throwing boundless temptations at him.

He squatted down in front of his aunt's two sexy, beautiful legs, boldly placing his hands on the back of her thighs: "Auntie, you're so beautiful. Do you know that every day you spend in the army, you're wasting your precious youth and charm, Auntie? You're almost thirty years old. Ask yourself honestly, have you ever enjoyed the tenderness a woman deserves, like kisses, caresses, showing off your physical and inner beauty, or even the allure of the bedroom? Let's not even talk about those. Have you ever experienced the simplest orgasm, Auntie? Don't you feel like you're missing out?"

"I'm used to it, it'll feel natural."

Chen Feitong pressed down on her nephew's thieving hands that were trying to touch her rounded calves. It seemed her words had disappointed him, and she couldn't bear to see disappointment written on his handsome face, so she hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Besides, you can't give your auntie these things that you think are wonderful. If your auntie hasn't tasted something, she won't think about its flavor. So, I don't feel like I'm missing out."

Is this still the same seemingly carefree and easygoing auntie? Such logical and well-reasoned arguments flowed effortlessly from her lips, filling Wei Xiaoyu with both awe and pride. The Chen family's daughters were no pushovers!

Looking at his aunt's reserved yet confident smile, then at her high, shapely breasts, and finally at her silken black stockings sliding beneath his hands, Wei Xiaoyu felt as if his aunt had revealed the secrets of life. His lustful heart had been purified by her few words.

He wasn't discouraged; instead, he was filled with wonderful wishes for his newly transformed aunt. His manhood quieted down. He rose and sat down next to his aunt, his mind peaceful and serene. Inhaling her familiar fragrance, he felt a sense of intoxication, reminiscing about the moments he shared with her. To have such an aunt in his life was enough!

Chen Feitong suddenly stretched out a jade-like arm, wrapping it around his neck and pulling him into her broad, soft bosom. Her cherry lips brushed against her nephew's ear, the scent of sandalwood wafting gently: "What's wrong, you little rascal? Don't you want to perform a masturbation routine for your aunt

?" Wei Xiaoyu half-turned to face his aunt, leaning against the sofa, his hand naturally resting on her supple waist, admiring her beauty up close: "Auntie, are you planning to stay hidden in the military camp forever?"

"Does Auntie have someone she can entrust her life to?"

Chen Feitong hooked her arms around her nephew, her high breasts almost pressing against his bare chest, her jade-like hands gently stroking his strong back.

This intimacy, so common two years ago, now, revisiting the past, lacked pure familial affection, replaced by an ambiguous, taboo nature. Both felt the other's rapid breathing and tense body.

Their eyes met, a thousand words unspoken, both knowing an invisible chasm stretched between their hearts. Yet, they were both so accustomed to each other's presence that even days or weeks of separation were inextricably linked.

Mutual affection wasn't the end; their silent embrace and choked gaze felt like an insurmountable distance.

"Auntie..."

Wei Xiaoyu's lips trembled as he stroked his aunt's voluptuous back, his burning gaze lingering between her eyes and fiery red lips. He lifted one leg, wanting to roll over and pin her down.

But his aunt's black-stockinged legs parted his, and she took the initiative, pressing her incredibly hot body against him. Chen Feitong looked down at him, her smooth hair, already dry, falling loosely and brushing against Wei Xiaoyu's face. The fragrance of her hair, her aunt's lustful eyes, her trembling nose, and her luscious red lips instantly reawakened his manhood, which pressed against his aunt's soft belly without any mercy.

"Mmm..."

Chapter 143 The Chaos Between Aunt and Nephew

Su Hanmei's weekend was not pleasant.

She had thought that her mother, Wang Yujing, and uncle, Wang Jianguo, had come all the way to see her, but it turned out that they had come to investigate the market, and that their business back home was basically failing.

This was because her mother had offended a big shot—the mayor of a provincial capital in the west, a politician with extremely shrewd methods.

The Wang family owned a large entertainment center in the provincial capital, integrating KTV, bars, nightclubs, electronic amusement parks, and leisure clubs. Its reputation was widespread, business was booming, and profits were substantial.

In the service industry, especially in a country like China, things rarely stand the test of time, but Wang Yujing and Wang Jianguo were adept at networking and had managed to smooth things over in every aspect, so their business had always been successful.

However, recently, not only was the local police station frequently coming to clear out establishments and check IDs, but the fire brigade also turned its back on them and came to inspect safety measures, and even the anti-drug squad from the Public Security Bureau got involved. Their business was on the verge of collapse.

With the Wang siblings' intelligence, they naturally knew someone was sabotaging them. The siblings both went out to investigate, but all the bosses they had previously bribed were avoiding them. But this couldn't continue.

The siblings, determined to win, finally cornered the city's Public Security Bureau chief at their doorstep, only to receive a vague answer: "Go see the mayor..."

Wang Yujing went to great lengths to secure an audience with the mayor, and it was at a secluded club. Although Wang Yujing was past her prime, she was a woman of exceptional beauty, figure, and inner grace; she nearly lost her virginity.

Her husband had died of a stroke the year their daughter, Su Hanmei, took her university entrance exams. Su Hanmei didn't get into her dream university and ended up attending university in Xi'an. Wang Yujing didn't remarry, wanting to wait until her daughter was settled before considering her own future.

Back home, after calming down, Wang Yujing realized that perhaps refusing the powerful mayor wasn't a wise move. After several days of deliberation, she was almost ready to waver when her brother, Wang Jianguo, told her that the mayor's brother was planning to build a luxurious entertainment complex.

Everything became clear; the siblings realized they had no place in this city anymore…

*********Monthly Tickets, Monthly Tickets************ Mutual affection is not the end; embracing and gazing at each other, speechless with emotion, yet seemingly separated by a thousand mountains.

“Auntie…”

Wei Xiaoyu’s lips trembled as he stroked his aunt’s voluptuous back, his burning gaze lingering between her eyes and fiery red lips. He raised one leg, wanting to roll over and press down on his aunt.

But his aunt’s black-stockinged legs parted his, and she took the initiative, pressing her incredibly hot body against him. Chen Feitong looked down at him, her smooth hair, already dry, falling loosely, sweeping across Wei Xiaoyu’s face. The fragrance of her hair, his aunt’s eyes brimming with spring, her trembling nostrils, and her luscious red lips instantly reawakened his large member, which pressed against his aunt’s soft belly without any pity.

"Mmm..."

A soft, sweet cry escaped Chen Feitong's lips, and her slender, voluptuous body trembled as if electrocuted. Instead of dodging her nephew's sharp blade, she pressed her soft belly against it. The iron-hardness and magnificent size filled her with immense satisfaction. She parted her cherry lips and asked in a low moan, "You little rascal, does your bird have cartilage?"

"Why doesn't Auntie touch it herself?"

Wei Xiaoyu's hands were no longer content with caressing his aunt's supple waist; they had moved to her thighs. Her thighs, encased in black stockings, were full of elastic flesh, smooth and silky to the touch.

"Auntie...no...I dare not touch it, I'm afraid..."

The female major was aroused by her nephew's touch, her eyes filled with surging desire. She stared intently into his eyes, looking again and again at his dry lips. Her body writhed uncontrollably, her full, round breasts lying on his chest, the deep cleavage breathtaking.

Wei Xiaoyu's hand slowly moved upwards along his aunt's plump thighs, becoming increasingly voluptuous and alluring. Finally, he touched a smooth patch of skin and a strap, realizing that his aunt was wearing suspender stockings. He was immediately filled with lust, eager to see his aunt display her seductive charm in the stockings.

Smelling the milky scent emanating from his aunt's deep cleavage, Wei Xiaoyu climbed his hands onto his aunt's buttocks, impatiently grabbing and squeezing them. Excited, he cried out, "Auntie...Auntie..."

He raised his face, wanting to reach for his aunt's fiery red lips, but his aunt braced herself against his shoulders, preventing him from succeeding.

As her nephew, who used to only playfully tease her, passionately pinched and squeezed her buttocks, Chen Feitong, in a daze, couldn't distinguish between the two nephews of different ages. But it was precisely this strange stimulation that aroused her, making her want to resist, yet also want to accept it.

She knew very well how plump her buttocks were, but she didn't know how much allure they held for her nephew, or for any man. As her nephew lovingly pinched and kneaded them, Chen Feitong finally realized that her body was an invincible weapon for men.

"Aren't you satisfied yet, you little rascal?"

She spread her legs, kneeling on either side of her nephew's waist, clamping him between her legs. She rubbed and caressed his thick, hard, and hot penis from side to side with her throbbing lower abdomen and her pubic mound covered in pubic hair, her eyes filled with a provocative and seductive allure, truly intoxicating.

"It would be even better if Auntie came even more wildly..."

Wei Xiaoyu was in control of his aunt, and his desire to kiss her was probably not going to make her give in for the time being. So, he used a thieving hand to lift up his aunt's panties and slip inside, pressing his middle finger against her plump buttocks and quickly probing into the cleft of her buttocks.

"Ah...oh..."

Chen Feitong's sensitive spot was attacked, feeling a malicious stranger crawl into her cleft. She quickly pressed her entire body against her nephew, tightly clenching her cleft, but the uninvited guest stubbornly penetrated deeper, finally touching her tender and shameful little chrysanthemum. A rapid current instantly spread throughout her body. "Get out...ah...don't...don't move...oh oh..."

Hearing his aunt's repeated moans and cries of shame as he teased her, her soft and fragrant long hair swaying, her eyebrows furrowed, her eyes tightly closed, looking like she was about to be ravaged, Wei Xiaoyu became even more excited. He grabbed his aunt's plump buttocks hard with his other hand, and like an animal, he thrust his waist upwards, pressing his thick, hard penis against his aunt's vulva.

Chen Feitong clenched her buttocks tightly, suppressing the intoxicating pleasure emanating from her anus. She felt her pent-up desires, dormant for over twenty years, about to burst forth.

She gasped for breath, still unable to release the raging beast within her. Fine, let it be. When all resistance is no more, there's no need to endure.

She suddenly cupped her nephew's cheeks, her eyes red, and pressed her two alluring, fiery red lips against his dry ones. A suppressed groan escaped her throat, signaling the major's unleashing of passion. "Mmm..."

Wei Xiaoyu's shoulders relaxed, his arms now free to move. Just as he was about to explore his aunt's incredibly voluptuous, devilish body, his lips were captured by her kiss.

Happiness came too suddenly, but he wasn't blinded by victory. He immediately opened his mouth, taking his aunt's two hot, tender lips into his mouth, greedily sucking. The sounds of their kisses filled the small room.

"Mmm..."

Another rousing moan escaped Chen Feitong's lips as her nephew skillfully captured and greedily sucked on her cherry lips. Only then did she realize that kissing should be like this. Suddenly, she remembered how, just a few hours earlier, this guy had been fooling around with his homeroom teacher in the sacred classroom. A strong sense of possessiveness and jealousy fueled the major's fierce retaliation.

She let her hair down completely, seemingly shyly concealing her forbidden kiss with her nephew. Her voluptuous, sexy body pressed down on him with a fighting spirit, offering him her softness, elasticity, resilience, and fullness, allowing him to fully savor and experience her every feature. She wanted nothing more than to meld his still-developing body into her own and enjoy it all to herself.

This was complete takeover; the aunt was demanding sexual pleasure and ecstasy from her nephew!

Just as Wei Xiaoyu was about to stick out his tongue, he felt his aunt's soft tongue forcefully slip in, entwining with his tongue in a tender, lingering embrace.

Tongues licked each other, taste buds rubbed against each other, and sandalwood-scented saliva flooded Wei Xiaoyu's mouth, only to be sucked back down by his aunt. The female major had transformed into a thirsty, lustful major, while Wei Xiaoyu, as her nephew, was completely passively exploited, struggling to cope with his suddenly frenzied aunt.

Wei Xiaoyu's passion was ignited. In the past few days, he had engaged in countless battles, thinking his passion had diminished considerably, but encountering his aunt, whose lust was like a tidal wave, reignited his fighting spirit, making him unstoppable.

He forcefully rolled over and pinned his aunt beneath him, gazing at the stunning female major with her drunken, glazed eyes, her flushed face filled with desire, her cherry lips glistening with saliva, even more red and tempting, especially her high, full breasts, which rose and fell with her rapid, passionate breaths.

Unable to suppress the intense urge to violate his aunt, he completely abandoned any sense of taboo guilt. His hands reached out, and through her t-shirt and bra, grasped her breasts, which had never been touched before. He greedily and tremblingly kneaded them, watching as her two magnificent, full breasts were crushed and deformed by his touch, only to quickly regain their roundness and firmness. Wei Xiaoyu quickly pulled his aunt's hands into his underwear, simultaneously lifting the hem of her t-shirt and caressing her flawless, white belly.

Chen Feitong stared intently into her nephew's bloodshot eyes. The mischievous child from years ago now knew how to bully her, his aunt. This strange illusion always filled her with disbelief and a bizarre thrill, as if she were raising a pet, watching it grow into adulthood, and then satisfying her desires—it was all too absurd.

Her nephew guided her soft hand into his underwear. Chen Feitong didn't mince words; she grasped it immediately. With nothing to obstruct her view, Chen Feitong truly felt a real male organ in her hand, which she could play with at will.

"It's so big..."

The female major felt she had to express her amazement. "It's so hot... You little rascal, how come you have so much hair too?"

"Also?"

Wei Xiaoyu was almost in tears. Happiness had come too suddenly. He quickly withdrew his hand, knelt beside his aunt, and lifted her denim miniskirt. "Auntie, do you have a lot of hair too? That's great..."

This time, Chen Feitong didn't let him have his way so easily. She stubbornly covered her skirt, and her stockings, white panties, and black and white legs were briefly revealed before being covered up. She asked her nephew in confusion, "What do you mean 'great'? What's so great about it? It looks messy and ugly..."

"Auntie,"

Wei Xiaoyu scratched his head anxiously, trying to pry his aunt's hand away. "It's not ugly, it's not ugly at all! I like it the most, Auntie, let me see it! Or, I'll let you play with my big cock?"

Chen Feitong's big eyes stared intently at her nephew: "Isn't it all because you're satisfied? I don't get any benefit at all..."

"Then what does Auntie want? As long as I have it, as long as you want it, I won't be stingy."

"I don't like these things..."

Wei Xiaoyu panicked and pressed himself against his aunt again. Unexpectedly, his aunt, who said she "didn't like these things," had her vine-like arms hook around his neck. Her red lips pressed against his, her eyes misty, her breath slightly ragged, a picture of intoxicating allure from a kiss.

The two kissed again, their tongues entwined, the sounds of their breaths mingling with the sucking sounds, making the atmosphere in the small room vibrant and intoxicating.

At the same time, their four hands began to explore each other's bodies, sometimes gently caressing, sometimes passionately grasping and kneading, as if they wanted to become one with each other.

Their four legs weren't idle either, rubbing and caressing each other passionately. When Wei Xiaoyu's bare, hairy legs met his aunt's beautiful legs encased in stockings, sparks of desire ignited.

Soft moans and soft cries intertwined, expressing their respective lust and desires, a chaotic, utterly disordered affair.

The two, tightly embracing, lingered for a while, rolling from one end of the sofa to the other, until finally, feeling their lips and tongues numb, they separated, panting heavily.

Their eyes met, and the waves of desire infected each other. The female major pressed down on her nephew, pressing her full, swollen breasts heavily against his bare chest. One hand slipped into his underwear, grasping his hot, thick, hard member, and began to stroke it with great care. At the same time, she bent one of her black-stockinged legs and rubbed it up and down against her nephew's hairy leg. With drunken, dazed eyes, she asked her nephew, "Xiaoyu, is Auntie crazy?"

"Auntie, I love you, I love you so much I'm going crazy..."

Wei Xiaoyu's hands were not idle either, passionately caressing his aunt's stockinged thighs. The smooth, plump feel stimulated him to tremble all over. When his aunt grasped his large penis, he trembled and slipped his hand from behind his aunt's buttocks into her panties, grabbing her two plump buttocks and kneading them hard. Hearing his aunt's moans as she endured the slight pain, he flipped his hands over and grabbed his aunt's stocking garter belt, pulling it off forcefully.

Chapter 144 The Female Major's Underhanded

Tactics Gu Tianhua's back injury had finally healed. As the son of Gu Jiashu, the deputy mayor of Xijing, being beaten up by a teenager had been a source of resentment for him.

School had been in session for a week, but the young master had taken sick leave and stayed home to recover. His parents weren't the type to protect their children, and they hadn't given him a warm welcome. It was obvious they knew their son had gotten into another fight, which only fueled Gu Tianhua's frustration.

Thinking of Zhu Qianqian's hot, sexy figure and alluring eyes, Gu Tianhua felt a surge of heat.

He knew that the teenager who had tried to rape Zhu Qianqian that night, and who had intervened to save her, was a complete stranger to her. Therefore, revenge was out of the question.

Moreover, given Gu Tianhua's tall stature and athletic prowess, the fact that he was so easily defeated meant that the boy was no pushover. It was best to avoid such a troublesome opponent; another loss of face would only frustrate Gu.

Although as a local bully at Beijing Normal University and the son of a high-ranking official, Gu Tianhua could practically roam the campus, earning the title of school tyrant, discretion is the better part of valor. He forgot about the unfamiliar boy and prepared to redouble his efforts, launching a new campaign to pursue the busty Zhu Qianqian.

Today, according to Zhu Qianqian's fellow villager, she had taken a few days off to go home and was returning to school this afternoon. Gu Tianhua decided to take the route of unwavering devotion, launching a grand and open pursuit.

Dressed in his finest attire, he went to the flower shop and bought a bouquet of bright red roses, intending to make a grand entrance by kneeling down and begging for a relationship. Girls, after all, are vain; he figured Zhu Qianqian wouldn't pretend to be reserved.

Wei Xiaoyu was unaware that his voluptuous older sister, Zhu Qianqian, had returned today, nor did he know that her widowed sister, Zhu Qingqing, had also come to relax. He and his aunt were enacting a forbidden incestuous drama.

In the single officers' dormitory of the Xijing City Garrison Command, the two embraced tightly for a while, rolling from one end of the sofa to the other, until their lips finally went numb, and they parted, panting heavily.

Their eyes met, and the waves of desire infected each other. The female major pressed down on her nephew, pressing her full, swollen breasts heavily against his bare chest. One hand slipped into his underwear, grasping his hot, thick, hard member, and began to stroke it with great care. At the same time, she bent one of her black-stockinged legs and rubbed it up and down against her nephew's hairy leg. With drunken, dazed eyes, she asked her nephew, "Xiaoyu, is Auntie crazy?"

"Auntie, I love you, I love you so much I'm going crazy..."

Wei Xiaoyu's hands were not idle either, passionately caressing his aunt's stockinged thighs. The smooth, plump feel stimulated him to tremble all over. When his aunt grasped his large penis, he trembled and slipped his hand from behind his aunt's buttocks into her panties, grabbing her two plump buttocks and kneading them hard. Hearing his aunt groan as she endured the slight pain, he flipped his hands over and grabbed his aunt's stocking garter belt, pulling it off forcefully.

Chen Feitong felt a sudden loosening at her waist and a chill on her buttocks. Her nephew had pulled her panties down to her knees, and a pair of wicked hands grabbed her plump buttocks. She felt as if her heart was about to break.

The difference in their generations, the taboo of incest, and the pressure of morality made the female major hesitate, while the stirring of desire and primal needs were so strong. She breathed softly, her face flushed, and her cherry lips were red as she cupped her nephew's cheeks: "Xiaoyu, do we have to go crazy? Can't we not go crazy... no, oh..."

While the major's aunt was struggling with her emotions, Wei Xiaoyu covered her plump vulva with his hand. The lush and messy pubic hair was already wet, and the slippery and sticky love juice soaked his hand. He and his aunt trembled violently at the same time, and their two burning bodies embraced tightly.

"Ah, Auntie, Xiaotong, you have so much hair..."

Wei Xiaoyu cried out passionately, his thieving hand caressing her soft, plump vulva. The prickly, thick pubic hair, the abundant, slippery nectar, and the tender, soft lips all fueled his lust. He even called her by the name his grandfather used for his aunt, so he could fully appreciate that she was a woman.

The name "Xiaotong" made the female major tremble: "Don't call me that... Auntie... whimper... don't... don't scratch... it itches..."

"Auntie, do you want Xiaoyu to relieve your itch?"

Wei Xiaoyu's finger had already slipped between the female major's plump lips; the tender, smooth feel made his penis feel like it was about to explode.

"Mmm..."

The female major responded almost without hesitation, her soft hand sliding into her nephew's underwear, grasping his hot, thick, hard penis and stroking it. She asked him, her mind filled with desire, "Rub...rub Auntie's there..."

As her aunt's soft hand grasped and stroked his penis, the gentle pressure and light touch made Wei Xiaoyu grimace with pleasure, his face flushed.

"Little Tongtong, where do you want Xiaoyu to rub you? Is it here?"

Wei Xiaoyu slipped two fingers inside, sliding them between his aunt's delicate labia, sometimes swaying them left and right, sometimes teasing them up and down. Suddenly, he pressed on a hard clitoris at the junction of her labia, immediately feeling his aunt convulse.

"Ah..."

The female major's most sensitive clitoris was touched by her nephew, and a strong electric current instantly spread throughout her body. Her mind went blank, and like a patient on the verge of death, she trembled violently as she lay on top of her nephew. Her soft hands even forgot to stroke his penis, gripping it tightly. "Ah... Xiaoyu... Auntie feels so... good... Oh oh oh... Slower... Slower... Auntie can't... Can't take it..."

Hearing his aunt express her feelings accurately and honestly, Wei Xiaoyu sighed that his aunt was truly a heroine, unlike ordinary women who were pretentious. He worked hard to find that blissful climax for his aunt, pressing his fingers on her engorged clitoris and quickly rubbing and teasing it with the abundant love juice: "Auntie, Xiaotongtong, have you ever touched yourself like Xiaoyu is touching your little sister now?"

"Mmm..."

The female major buried her burning face deeply in her nephew's neck, inhaling his masculine scent and feeling the skill and frenzy of his fingers. She parted her legs, allowing his fingers to more easily knead her clitoris, giving her an intense pleasure she had never experienced before.

With rapid, panting breaths, the female major opened her cherry lips and gasped for air, like a stranded carp.

Her voluptuous, mature body tensed and relaxed intermittently, completely forgetting about masturbating her nephew.

She felt a large amount of love juice flowing from her honeypot, wetting her nephew's fingers, wetting her thick, bushy pubic hair, and running down the strands of hair onto her nephew's hairy legs.

She felt extremely shy, but made no attempt to hide her primal desire. She extended her soft, delicate tongue and began to lick and kiss her nephew's neck, greedily and thirstily repaying the pleasure he gave her.

Wei Xiaoyu's sensitive neck was being licked and kissed by his aunt, who exhaled sandalwood scents and occasionally sucked passionately. He felt his whole body brimming with inexhaustible energy. He rolled over and laid his aunt on her back on the sofa. He jumped off the sofa and stared at his aunt's reclining body, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

Under the light, he could see a mature body lying on the sofa that was incredibly alluring. Although a t-shirt and denim skirt covered most of her body, her long, graceful curves, the contours of her breasts, especially her two slightly trembling, high breasts and her long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings, made Wei Xiaoyu's throat dry.

"Auntie, you're so beautiful..."

Wei Xiaoyu squatted down next to his aunt, inhaling her fragrant body scent, his mouth watering.

"Why aren't you calling me Xiaotongtong anymore, hehe..."

The female major's eyes held the shyness of someone experiencing the pleasures of first love, but even more so, a provocative allure. Her bright eyes were like water, brimming with springtime passion, filled with pride and a subtle desire.

"Xiaotongtong, do you think Grandpa will scold me?"

Wei Xiaoyu said, stretching out his hands, one covering his aunt's high, round right breast, the other lifting her denim miniskirt. Instantly, a vast expanse of black and white pubic hair was revealed, dazzling the eye.

Below her snow-white belly, a thick patch of dark, shiny pubic hair, even more abundant than a Russian man's beard, nestled between her two round, plump thighs. The snow-white skin and the alluring black pubic hair created a scene that made one's blood boil.

Stared at so intently by her nephew, the female major felt a touch of shyness and couldn't help but slightly tighten her legs. This unpretentious, purely embarrassed shyness was the epitome of natural beauty, truly breathtaking. The small white cotton panties hanging at the back of her legs added an immeasurable allure to this bashful scene…

“If your grandpa finds out, he'll skin you alive,”

Chen Feitong's beauty lay in her straightforwardness and unpretentiousness, her lack of pretense of purity and shyness, her directness. Her beautiful eyes sparkled. “No, you've seen everything, Auntie wants to see your private parts too…”

“Oh, Aunt Tongtong, Xiaoyu was just waiting for you to say that!”

Wei Xiaoyu stood up, readily pulled down his panties, tossed them aside, and proudly displayed his thick, red penis to his reclining aunt, awaiting her lavish praise.

"Wow, that's huge,"

Chen Feitong praised his nephew's large penis, as if she could see right through his vanity. She propped herself up on the sofa, her face flushed as she stared at the grotesque, enormous penis before her. Her expression was a mix of fear and pleasure, but she suddenly chuckled, "It's also really ugly, hehe..."

From an aesthetic point of view, a man's penis is hardly beautiful.

The extremely engorged penis, swollen and throbbing with blood, with bulging veins increasing friction and providing the woman with more pleasure,

was surrounded by a thick tuft of pubic hair. Below it hung a similarly dark reddish scrotum, containing two oval testicles the size of small eggs, the self-sufficient ammunition for human life.

The young man's entire genital area looked dirty and grotesque, offering little to be proud of!

If his aunt showed shyness and embarrassment at his large penis, Wei Xiaoyu would find it normal. But his aunt's inappropriate teasing of his super-sized penis drove him crazy.

Men always have a strong desire to conquer in this regard, and his aunt's current behavior clearly showed that she had not yet been conquered by him, which aroused his competitive spirit—although he knew that arguing with his aunt about this was too petty, he was fighting for his male dignity!

He grabbed his aunt's head and, with one hand holding his hot and hard penis, thrust the large glans, which was already oozing a dewdrop, between his aunt's bright red lips: "Auntie, Tongtong, give Xiaoyu a blowjob..."

Chapter 145 The Fall of the Female Major

Zhu Qianqian and Zhu Qingqing are sisters, and both have exceptionally fiery figures and personalities, but their appearances and temperaments are quite different.

The younger sister, Zhu Qianqian, was a voluptuous and sexy woman, dressed flamboyantly and avant-garde, displaying her beautiful figure in a daring manner. She was a captivating sight, a fiery beauty.

The older sister, Zhu Qingqing, perhaps having embraced traditional Chinese values of womanhood after becoming a wife, dressed much more modestly. Like her sister, she possessed an enviable figure, yet exuded the demureness of a respectable young woman within her conservative attire—a kind of alluring beauty. Of course, the moment she opened her mouth, she would completely ruin her image, leaving everyone speechless.

"Damn, Xi'an is so damn crowded! No wonder it's a municipality! I'm going to stay here for a few more days!"

Upon getting off the train, the older sister, Zhu Qingqing, exclaimed, immediately attracting the lustful glances of two or three men.

"Sis, be more subtle, okay?"

Zhu Qianqian, dragging her suitcase, immediately drew the men's eyes to her magnificent breasts.

The two sisters, of course, noticed the envious glances around them and couldn't help but exchange a smile, sighing in unison, "Sigh, the local customs aren't so great..."

After leaving the station and getting into a taxi, the older sister asked the younger, "Why didn't you tell your boyfriend? You could have met up, had tea, and chat about the betrothal gifts."

Zhu Qianqian rolled her eyes, seemingly noticing the driver peeking at her through the rearview mirror. She straightened her clothes, "Who knows where he's having a good time right now..."

Zhu Qingqing expressed great concern, "Sister, are you out of your mind? It's like your boyfriend's womanizing has become a habit. Why are you still with him?"

Zhu Qianqian thought of the cover photo of the *Xijing Daily*. That scoundrel was actually the son of the mayor of Xijing City—such a high-ranking official's son! Could she, Zhu Qianqian, possibly control him?

If she had known his background beforehand, would she have played along with him until she completely gave herself away? What was it about him that attracted her?

To be honest, Gu Tianhua's family background was something ordinary people couldn't compare to, so why didn't she feel any attraction to him?

"What's wrong? Do you even know what you're doing?"

Zhu Qingqing pulled her sister's hand, trying to see something in her suddenly melancholy eyes.

Zhu Qingqing's husband died in a car accident six months ago. Fortunately, they hadn't had any children yet, but she didn't know how she had coped with the pain over the past six months. Luckily, she had a cheerful personality, but occasionally, thinking about her experiences would bring tears to her eyes. When her sister suggested she come to Xi'an to clear her head, she agreed. She

casually came to see her sister's boyfriend, and as someone who had been through it all, Zhu Qingqing felt she could offer some honest advice.

"Alright, alright, does your sister look like a fool? Stop talking, the driver needs to concentrate on driving, right, brother?"

"Ahem..."

The driver coughed twice guiltily, then sped up...

****************** Wei Xiaoyu and his aunt were already inseparable.

He grabbed his aunt's head, and with one hand guiding his hot, hard penis, he thrust the glans, already glistening with a dewdrop, between her red lips: "Auntie, Tongtong, give Xiaoyu a blowjob..."

The female major was caught off guard by her nephew's sudden frenzy. She quickly grabbed his glans, her face flushed with shame and indignation, and asked him, "Is this... what they call blowjob?"

"Yes, the professional term is oral sex, hehe, Auntie, you know quite a lot, don't you? Do you often secretly study it yourself? Auntie, Tongtong, open your mouth, please..."

Chen Feitong felt her nephew's glans in her hand was hot and hard, full of destructive power, a fierce courage to destroy everything. And she was a female major and soldier who admired strength and tough guys. It seemed that her nephew's thrusting had completely ignited her desire at this moment.

Smelling the strong masculine scent between her nephew's legs and the distinctive musky odor of his genitals, the female major grasped the shaft of his large penis. Looking at the massive, red glans, even its ugly, grotesque appearance seemed strangely alluring. She was eager to try, licking her rosy lips, and giving her nephew a strangely reluctant glare: "Auntie feels like she's been taken advantage of..."

"I'll give Auntie Tongtong a blowjob later, I promise I'll make her feel amazing, okay?"

Wei Xiaoyu almost fell over. It seemed that unless he went a little crazy, his aunt wouldn't give in. So, he gripped his large penis and slapped it against his aunt's flushed face. Seeing her embarrassed and unable to dodge, he seized the opportunity to press the glans between her slightly parted lips, thrusting forcefully, and ejaculated in one swift motion, howling with ecstasy, "So good..."

"Ah...oh...mmmmm..."

The female major's virgin lips were finally defiled by her nephew's penis. As the large, fishy-smelling glans penetrated her mouth, she felt her cheeks bulge out, and her soft, fragrant tongue was squeezed out of its way.

The thick, powerful penis, hot and throbbing, seemed to have a life of its own, and it was as if it were her nephew's accomplice, cruelly ravaging her mouth, which had been pure for twenty-eight years. This made the female major both ashamed and indignant, and she couldn't contain her saliva, which flowed from the corners of her mouth. How lewd!

Supported by her nephew, the female major, her large glans being sucked and moved in her mouth, abandoned her last shred of reserve and shyness. Grasping her nephew's penis with both hands, she began to actively try "blowjob." Her eyes widened as she looked at the thick, dark, messy pubic hair of her nephew's genitals. She even used one small hand to support his large scrotum, playing with the two oval testicles inside. The heavy feel of them filled her with a secret fear, but also aroused her to forget everything.

The female major looked up and saw her nephew's eyes were bloodshot, filled with the passion of a desire to conquer. She glanced at her wicked nephew with rare shyness, then lowered her eyes, watching the engorged penis slowly enter her mouth. Finally, she moved her delicate tongue, tentatively licking the glans.

"Aww..."

Wei Xiaoyu trembled with excitement, his hands embracing his aunt's head, stroking her hair. He fantasized that his once fierce and unrestrained aunt had finally been conquered by him, obediently sucking his penis and actively helping her nephew release his animalistic desires. What a huge transformation!

The female major, without any instruction, figured out a set of enchanting oral techniques from her nephew's reactions. Her movements became more and more skillful and passionate.

Saliva flowed continuously from her mouth. She used her small hands, moistened with her own saliva, to vigorously stroke her nephew's penis, feeling the worm-like veins pulsating in her jade palms. Looking at this thick, purplish-black penis, it grew harder and harder under her licking and stroking, like a steel rod. She felt a sense of accomplishment.

Her tongue sometimes pressed against the glans, sometimes circled the glans, sometimes teased the sensitive frenulum, and sometimes plunged into her throat. She continuously and actively moved her head back and forth, making the large glans move rapidly in her mouth.

At this moment, she no longer felt "bullied" by her naughty nephew; she was even somewhat grateful for the novel experiences he had given her. Every time she looked up and saw her nephew's grimacing face as she "tortured" him, the female major felt a surge of triumph: "Hmph, you brat, don't think your aunt can't handle you..."

Wei Xiaoyu, of course, couldn't keep his mouth shut; he was too excited, too sexually blissful.

"Auntie, Xiaotongtong, oh oh oh, yes, deeper, ah..."

*Slap!* He received a slap on the thigh from the female major.

"Oh my, this feels so good, Auntie, Tongtong, I wonder if fucking your mouth feels better than fucking your genitals..."

Chen Feitong was so embarrassed that she closed her pearly teeth and looked at her nephew with seductive eyes. He immediately stopped talking and gritted his teeth to resist her biting. Finally, when she felt that she might hurt her nephew's penis, he begged for mercy.

"Oh dear, Auntie, dear Auntie, I was wrong..."

Seeing so much saliva dripping from his aunt's mouth, making his penis wet and shiny, Wei Xiaoyu could no longer control himself. Holding his aunt's head firmly, he thrust his hips, pumping violently. "Tongtong, you're so amazing, I'm going to cum, cum in your little mouth..."

Chen Feitong was a little panicked, unsure if she could accept her nephew's semen. But seeing how she could make him surrender with just her mouth, she had already prepared her mocking words for him afterward. So, while pouting her lips, making her mouth mimic the effect of a soft intestine, she quickly stroked his penis, playing with his scrotum and testicles, even using her little hand to tease him in his perineum, giving him maximum stimulation.

But Wei Xiaoyu was feeling dizzy at this moment. The excited young man seemed to realize that it was because he had been having sex too frequently these past few days, and his still-developing body couldn't handle it.

Seeing his aunt so devotedly serving him, her alluring charm irresistible, he found it hard to stop. He hadn't even had sex with her yet; if he ejaculated now, would he still be able to get hard to penetrate her?

He was caught in a dilemma, torn between two options. Suddenly, he noticed his aunt's small hand was inside her bodice, kneading her breasts.

"Auntie, do you want it too?"

Wei Xiaoyu asked the female major excitedly, stopping his thrusting.

The female major released his rock-hard penis, asking him seductively, "What do you think..."

Wei Xiaoyu reached out and grasped his aunt's left breast, kneading it, while asking uncertainly, "Where do you want it? Down there?"

Hearing her nephew's voice tremble, Chen Feitong dared not look him in the eye, turning to sit sideways on the sofa as he fondled her swollen breasts: "What do you think... But no, I'm your aunt..."

Yes, Wei Xiaoyu knew this was the biggest problem. He could sleep with his two sisters-in-law, and might even have an overly intimate relationship with his mother, but he couldn't cross that final barrier with his blood-related aunt!

"Then, Aunt, do you want it?"

Wei Xiaoyu asked a practical question, while one hand climbed up and caressed his aunt's thigh, which was covered in black stockings. The smooth, round flesh was irresistible to him. He was unwilling to not cross that final barrier with his aunt; wouldn't that be the biggest regret of his life?

Chen Feitong gazed deeply into her nephew's eyes, even slightly parting her legs, seemingly implying that his hands felt good on her and that he could go further, caressing the mysterious valley between her legs, a place that needed his attention and care: "But...but Auntie's scared, what if someone finds out..."

Wei Xiaoyu disregarded this, capturing his aunt's tender lips in a kiss, his tongue plunging directly into her fragrant mouth. His aunt's tongue immediately reciprocated, and soft moans filled the room with sounds of passionate intoxication.

He couldn't let his aunt continue; the bond of blood and the shackles of morality would lead her to self-suggestion, ruining anything.

Although he wasn't sure if he could truly experience primal carnal pleasure with his aunt, he didn't want to sever that possibility at this moment. He'd see how things unfolded.

Damn these moral constraints!

He wrapped one arm around his aunt's neck, engaging in a passionate, lingering kiss. Saliva flowed back and forth, and the sounds of their sucking filled the air, accompanied by intoxicating moans of passion. His other hand repeatedly kneaded his aunt's ample breasts. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two snow-white, full breasts, seemingly brimming with air, flushed with a rosy glow from his caresses. The visual impact of their white and pink hues fueled his growing strength. Gazing at the two delicate and lovely rosy nipples standing erect on their peaks, he kissed his aunt's cheek.

"Mmm..."

After being passionately kissed by her nephew, the female major felt her willpower being repeatedly challenged, almost to the point of collapse. She let out a sigh of relief and a low moan, squinting her eyes, stroking her nephew's hair, and bravely pulling his hand that was kneading her breasts between her legs, which were overflowing with desire and itching unbearably. She murmured in her nephew's ear, "Xiaoyu... touch... touch Auntie... Auntie is so... uncomfortable..."

Chapter 146 The Female Major's Fall (Continued)

Qin Ce has always been low-key. Making a fortune quietly under the family name and hunting for women are his main focuses. He doesn't care much about the dirty things that harm his mother and family, such as fighting, fighting, jealousy, bullying men and women.

Besides, with his family's reputation and his low-key style, even if he has a misunderstanding or friction with a powerful force, the two sides can usually resolve it properly by talking it out, sitting down for a cup of tea, or exchanging some money.

Therefore, Young Master Qin's life could be described as smooth sailing and successful.

However, after his clash with his foolish cousin during his trip to Xi'an, things became somewhat out of his control. Mainly, he had suffered a series of humiliations, and he was seething with resentment.

At this moment, he and his brother Jiang Nan were being treated to a relaxing meal at a club. They each ordered two attractive "technicians" for various massages. Of course, all six humanoid figures were completely naked, their smooth bodies glistening with lubricant.

On two large waterbeds, two female technicians knelt at their feet, sucking on their toes and performing "tongue massage" to remove impurities. Two other, even more voluptuous technicians swam across their backs like mermaids, their four pink and full breasts pressed like pancakes. The two young men were aroused, their faces flushed, and their eyes filled with lustful desire.

The room was filled with the atmosphere of spring!

"You left your slutty secretary out there, won't she get jealous?"

Jiang Nan asked Qin Ce. "Aren't you worried she'll cause you trouble? She doesn't seem like a decent girl."

Mentioning Zhang Lan seemed to reignite Qin Ce's resentment. He slapped the white, pert buttocks of the young woman who had been massaging his breasts. "That bitch's been acting more and more important lately. She gives me attitude the slightest thing, acting like a spoiled brat. I'm giving her a warning, otherwise she'll think she's got all the good temper Qin has to offer." "I don't need her, I just haven't gotten tired of her yet, hehe. But seriously, Nanzi, that slut's skills in bed are really good, she's good at everything, want to try?"

Jiang Nan pictured Zhang Lan's watery eyes looking at him, and he chuckled lewdly. He rolled over and lay on his back, pressing the masseuse's head between his legs. His erect penis was already standing tall and full of fighting spirit: "Little Ning, give me a blowjob. If you can get it out and swallow it, I'll give you a good reward."

"Master, I don't know if your reward is plentiful or not?"

The masseuse wasn't in a hurry to suck his penis. Instead, she used her white, mature breasts to clamp Jiang Nan's penis and started stroking it up and down. Her eyes were seductive, and she was very knowledgeable. She was indeed a skilled woman trained in a brothel.

"Hiss—"

Even though Jiang Nan was used to the ways of the world, this was the first time he had openly met with his brother to seek out women, which was already exciting enough. He didn't expect this little hussy to be so appealing. He immediately promised, "Absolutely voluptuous. The starting price is one 'ju' (a unit of measurement), are you satisfied?"

One 'ju' is ten thousand, as everyone knows.

Unexpectedly, the female masseuse who was giving him a tongue massage also joined in the fun, licking her bright red cherry lips and throwing out seductive eyes: "Oh my god, my lord, I want some too, what should I do?"

"Okay,"

Qin Ce also turned over and clamored from the side, "I'll time it. My brother will give you each one minute. Whoever spurts in her little mouth is the winner, okay?"

"That won't do. What if I spurt as soon as it's in her mouth after one minute? But I'll get credit too, sir! You can't calculate it like that!"

Xiao Ning stretched out her soft red tongue and licked the moment the red glans emerged from her cleavage.

"Wow, wow, this is so good! Hehe, if that's the case, I'll give you half the benefits, okay?"

Jiang Nan said.

"That's more like it. Well then, sir, I'll start..."

However, the female masseuse giving Qin Ce a tongue massage suddenly muttered, "What if you can't even last a minute on the first one..."

Jiang Nan's face darkened, and Qin Ce was also very annoyed. He raised his foot to gesture, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to kick her. Instead, he laughed and said, "Your name is Xiao Min, right? Hehe, is this your first day? Is my brother really that useless? Have you ever sung 'Back Garden Flower'?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It's just that I know Xiao Ning's flute skills are very good, so I'm worried..."

The one called Xiao Min was obviously a little timid, not because of Qin Ce's threat, but because of Jiang Nan's piercing gaze.

"Haha, Xiaomin, don't be afraid,"

Jiang Nan laughed. "If I can hold out for just one more minute, you can sing 'The Song of the Rear Courtyard' for my brother, and I won't be angry anymore."

Actually, although Xiaomin wasn't the most voluptuous, she was the most well-proportioned, and her temperament and appearance were also the best. She hadn't been at this club long, and being from the north, she was straightforward and outspoken, which earned her her mother's favor, and she had even caught the boss's eye.

The customer is king, that's true; but everyone has dignity, and she, a woman who considered herself very dignified, refused to continue.

Slipping off the waterbed, she said coldly, "I'm sorry, gentlemen, please forgive Xiaomin for any offense. Everything else is fine, but anal sex is not allowed. I'm sorry."

Jiang Nan had been in Xi'an for some time and knew quite a bit about the local customs, noticing some clues, but she was too proud to admit it,

so she just stared coldly at Xiaomin, trying to think of a solution. Qin Ce, however, was no longer discreet. Having suffered several humiliations in one day, this young master was very frustrated and immediately started cursing: "You fucking bitch, what kind of principles are you pretending for? Don't fucking annoy me. I'm furious today, do you want to bear the brunt of my anger?"

Hearing Qin Ce's incoherent ramblings, Jiang Nan said to Xiao Ning, "Let's call your mother..."

********************************* Damn moral constraints!

Wei Xiaoyu wrapped one arm around his aunt's neck, engaging in a passionate French kiss. Saliva flowed back and forth, and the sounds of sucking filled the air. The hazy, passionate moans emanating from their throats were incessant. His other hand repeatedly kneaded his aunt's two large breasts. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two snow-white, full breasts, seemingly filled with air, flushed with a rosy glow as he kneaded them. The visual impact of the white and red made him stronger and stronger. Looking at the two rosy nipples that stood erect on the peaks of her breasts, which were exceptionally beautiful and lovely, he kissed his aunt's face.

"Mmm..."

After being passionately kissed by her nephew, the female major felt her willpower being repeatedly challenged, almost to the point of collapse. She let out a sigh of relief and a low moan, squinting her eyes, stroking her nephew's hair, and bravely pulled the hand that her nephew was kneading her breasts to the space between her legs, which were overflowing with desire and itching unbearably. She murmured in her nephew's ear, "Xiaoyu... touch... touch Auntie... Auntie

is so... uncomfortable..." "Does Auntie really want to make love? How about Xiaoyu satisfies your curiosity? Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone..."

Wei Xiaoyu's hand was pulled by his aunt and placed on her honey pot. The thick pubic hair he touched made him want to howl like a wolf. Moreover, the sticky, wet pubic hair made his blood boil even more.

He immediately covered his aunt's vulva with his hand. The plump and soft flesh of her vulva made him tremble with pleasure. He could also feel that his aunt's delicate body was somewhat unable to resist the stimulation. She leaned softly against his shoulder, her breathing rapid and full of desire, and her soft moans were also incessant.

"Xiaoyu...Xiaoyu, what...what should I do? It's so...uncomfortable..."

The female major's cheeks were flushed as if painted with rouge. One hand reached out and grabbed her nephew's large penis, pulling at it, showing that she was tormented by lust and couldn't stop. "Oh...be careful...be careful, don't go in...Auntie is still a virgin..."

"No, Auntie, I'll be careful. Your pussy is so tender, and so wet. I love it so much, Auntie, I love you to death..."

Wei Xiaoyu trembled all over. His hands, which were touching his aunt's vulva, were covered with wet love juice. Her pubic hair was so thick. Her plump vulva, thick hair, and abundant water made him want to immediately insert his large penis into his aunt's honey hole and thrust in and out. He wondered if his aunt would moan and climax repeatedly!

His middle finger slipped between his aunt's thick labia majora. The soft, smooth feel inside was simply amazing. This was his aunt's vulva! Her vulva had grown and developed within him for over ten years, accompanying Wei Xiaoyu as he grew, but it had always been hidden, and Wei Xiaoyu had never had the chance to study it.

And now, the vulva that his aunt had hidden for so many years was actually willing to open itself to him, her nephew. This earth-shattering change was enough to make one sworn to die for her!

Hearing her nephew's unreserved praise, it was as if all the fig leaves on her body had been torn off. The reason people have a sense of shame is simply because they have an outer garment to cover their privacy. Once the outer garment is torn off, what shame or decency can be hidden? Besides, the female major was not such a pretentious and innocent woman.

"Ah, um... oh... Xiaoyu... how about, how about... let's do it, Auntie can't care about anything else, Auntie wants to make love with you, I really can't take it anymore..."

The female major suddenly became excited, her eyes seemingly filled with both burning desire and glistening tears. The female major, consumed by lust, was truly pitiful!

Seeing his aunt's uncontrollable lust and hearing her sincere and unpretentious request, Wei Xiaoyu felt nothing but happiness and absolute emotion.

He knew that he was an indispensable part of his aunt's life, even more intimate and close than his grandfather and mother in her heart. His aunt disregarded morality and ethics, willing to give him her virginity, not only because of her uncontrollable desire, but also because of a deep affection of mutual dependence and understanding. Although this affection was impure, a distorted forbidden love, he was moved and ashamed that his character did not deserve such a sacrifice from his aunt.

"What's wrong, Auntie? Tell Xiaoyu, I don't even know what kind of strange feeling it is when you can't take it

anymore?" Wei Xiaoyu stared intently into his aunt's eyes. Such a familiar face, such familiar eyes, and this delicate body that he had secretly fantasized about a thousand times, yet suddenly he could play with it at will. He was a little confused.

He needed to savor this process of his aunt becoming his woman, to deeply remember every moment, to store up memories for future gratitude towards his aunt, the most beautiful memories.

While carefully observing every subtle change in his aunt's expression, he also paid close attention to his aunt's vulva, stroking her thick labia majora, feeling the hardness and moisture of her thick pubic hair, feeling the cuteness of her two tender and delicate labia minora, sometimes scratching up and down in the cleft with his fingers, sometimes covering and kneading the entire muddy vulva, sometimes finding and teasing the engorged and erect clitoris.

My aunt is no longer a simple young girl, nor does she resemble a mature woman; rather, she's a complex blend of maturity and allure. Sometimes she's bold and assertive, like a resounding rose, while at other times she appears innocent and naive, even when faced with her own overflowing desires, she doesn't know how to hide her shyness, displaying her most genuine side in a way that is breathtaking, irresistible, and yet unattainable.

My aunt is truly a captivating beauty!

"Xiaoyu...oh...how do you know how to do this?...Really, Auntie feels so good..."

The female major pulled on her nephew's strong and powerful penis, playing with it with great affection. While imagining the terrifying feeling of the hard, iron-like rod penetrating her itchy honey hole, she described her thoughts and feelings with genuine emotion, "Auntie's...my breasts are so swollen, so...I just want you to rub them hard...oh...harder...it feels so good..."

Upon hearing his aunt's description, Wei Xiaoyu immediately bent down and took one of his aunt's tender nipples into his mouth, sucking in the cute areola and the surrounding soft, snow-white flesh. His tongue vigorously teased the hard cherry, and he felt his aunt begin to twist her body excitedly, sometimes even arching her back, seemingly unable to bear the desire. This made him feel a surge of pride.

Listening to her nephew sucking on her breast, the sounds of his saliva so loud, the suction so perfectly controlled, as if he knew all her needs, the female major couldn't help but grasp her other large breast and knead it.

"Xiao Yu... how can you... do this? Auntie feels so shameless, so shameless... umm... oh dear... is Auntie leaking... a little bit of water again..."

"Pop..."

Wei Xiaoyu released his aunt's nipple, feeling his hands, which had been teasing her vulva, soaked in a hot, sticky fluid. The abundant love juice was like a flood bursting its banks. Good heavens, his aunt's desire must have been so suppressed and bitter. Looking at the nipple he had sucked, covered in his saliva, it looked exceptionally delicate and lovely. Her snow-white breasts, which he had kneaded and grasped, were completely deformed, like dough. A lot of flesh was squeezed out from between her fingers, and her skin was almost transparent. Seeing this, a drop of bright love juice also squeezed out of his glans. "Auntie, shall I give you a blowjob? I'll lick your pussy and taste your juices..."

"Why is it called blow... a blowjob?"

The female major saw her nephew jump onto the sofa, spread her two black-stockinged legs, and bury his face between her legs. She couldn't help but curiously prop herself up, wanting to see how her nephew would lick her dirty vulva.

Wei Xiaoyu lay between his aunt's two plump, sexy thighs, his eyes fixed on a thicket of dark pubic hair. He looked up at his aunt amidst her "flower bush" and laughed, "Auntie, don't you know your little holes are like trumpets? Okay, Auntie, Tongtong, feel it carefully, see how Xiaoyu makes you scream, hehe... ahh..."

"Ah... ah... ah... so... so... wonderful... ah... ah..."

The female major's vulva was suddenly taken into her nephew's mouth. She moaned softly, her hands gripping the sofa cover tightly. Waves of pleasure surged through her, causing her to wildly sway her head, her beautiful, long, black hair swaying wildly, each moan seeming as if she might suffocate afterward, captivating the heart.

"So wet, Auntie..."

Wei Xiaoyu looked up, his mouth glistening with moisture, even a single black, curly pubic hair clinging to the corner of his lips. He gave his aunt a lewd smile.

His aunt's vulva was a mess, the dark pubic hair completely disordered, a stark contrast to her stunning beauty. It was precisely this coexistence of beauty and "ugliness" on one woman that most stimulated Wei Xiaoyu, leaving him speechless with awe.

A delicate pink clitoris peeked out from among the pubic hair, standing erect at the junction of her labia, impossible to ignore.

Her thick labia majora were densely covered with glossy black pubic hair; parted with fingers, the inside was a tender, rosy pink. Her two shy labia minora, like pink fungus, were slightly parted, so tender it was breathtaking.

Below the labia minora was a ring of tight, slightly concave flesh—his aunt's honeypot, the entrance to paradise, the gate to human reproduction, the spring overflowing with nectar.

Beneath the ever-flowing spring of love juice, a small chrysanthemum, slightly brownish, constantly opening and closing, was already soaked in her aunt's abundant spring water.

This beautiful scene was protected by two plump, snow-white thighs—truly, "the most beautiful scenery is at the most dangerous peak!"

Wei Xiaoyu once again buried himself in his aunt's vulva, his tongue curling into a rod shape, directly pushing into her honeyed spring.

The female major gasped for breath, forgetting even to cry out, only feeling something both soft and hard forcefully penetrating her most unbearably itchy hole. The itching subsided somewhat, but an even more indescribable emptiness washed over her.

As her nephew meticulously rubbed against her, the female major found it increasingly difficult to bear the prolonged emptiness, the anxious feeling of wanting to fly but being unable to. She couldn't wait any longer. She suddenly pressed her nephew's face against her vulva, thrusting her ample buttocks forward, rubbing her vulva against his face.

"Ah..."

The female major was overwhelmed by the trembling pleasure brought about by her own active seeking of comfort. Her mouth was open, her eyes wide, and she kept thrusting her hips, as if waiting for an unknown, extremely ecstatic arrival. "Xiaoyu... Xiaoyu... Don't wait anymore, come on, make love with your aunt, your aunt wants to be your woman, hurry up, your aunt doesn't care anymore..."

Every plea for help made the listener's heart leap into their throat, feeling anxious and sad for her, as if if she wasn't given what she wanted, if she wasn't satisfied, she would perish.

"Auntie, so you're suffering so much. I really don't know how Mom has managed all these years..."

Wei Xiaoyu knelt up, stroking his thick penis, uttering such shameless probing words, staring at his aunt's expression, wondering if she could understand what he meant.

Heavens above, earth below, let my aunt decide my sexual happiness!

04-27
Chapter 147 The Fall of the Female Major (Final)

Zou Guizhi, the managing director of Feitu Industry, returned from the African base today. After a nearly ten-hour flight through Europe, she had just landed when her eldest son, Tu Tong, called to upset her, saying that her youngest son, Tu Guan, had gotten into trouble again.

A few days ago, Tu Guan's arm was dislocated by that guy named Wei Xiaoyu. Before it had fully healed, he got into a fight with Jiang Shanghua, the son of Jiang Zhongjie, the boss of the Xi'an underworld, over a so-called "baby-faced, big-breasted" online friend. Both sides led groups of people to fight in the street, even using watermelon knives. As a result, more than a dozen people were arrested and are now in the police station.

Exhausted from her journey, Zou Guizhi just wanted to rest immediately. After listening to her eldest son's report, she retorted irritably, "Don't always pretend to be a good person. Let him tell me about your brother's matter himself. If I hear you calling me on his behalf again, I'll teach you a lesson too!"

"Uh, I know, but the police station requires both parents to be present. What do you think?"

"Whatever!"

Zou Guizhi snapped, uttering something unbecoming of her status, "I'm not going. Anyway, he won't die. If he does, I'll have peace and quiet—hanging up."

Tu Tong looked at her phone and muttered: Who made you angry? Is it menopause coming on...?

Zou Guizhi's menopause hasn't come yet, but she does have something on her mind.

This inspection trip to Africa revealed a less-than-ideal market situation. Perhaps Feitu's development was too rapid, and many supporting aspects were lagging behind. Talent reserves were a major problem.

Asia is on one side of the earth, and Africa is on the other. Their people, skin colors, lifestyles, and customs are vastly different. A large engineering machinery sales contract signed recently was being rescinded because the indigenous tribes of that country resolutely refused to allow development on their land.

Zou Guizhi's personal visit was useless, so she decided on a roundabout approach, traveling to Europe to negotiate with Feitu's largest partner there, hoping they could intervene. After all, Europeans have been dealing with Africans for centuries, and perhaps the indigenous people would accept Europeans.

To Zou Guizhi's utter frustration, this partner, a blond-haired, blue-eyed German, invited her alone to his castle. During a candlelight dinner, he gazed into her eyes, expressing his tender affection, and then proposed a tryst with the "noble Dongfeng beauty, Miss Zou."

Before Zou Guizhi could even process what was happening, he stood up and, through his trousers, began to fondle his large, prominent erection.

Blasphemy! This was a sinful blasphemy! Zou Guizhi stormed off and returned to the hotel, sighing and lamenting. She worried that she had offended the Germans and that future cooperation would likely be greatly affected. Besides, to be honest, that guy's thing was really quite large, and she had been feeling lonely and empty for too long. If she had the chance to have an affair, she sincerely hoped to spend the night with a man with such a large endowment.

Thinking about these

things, she felt ashamed and restless. Desire, if you don't think about it, seems not to exist, but once it's planted in your heart, it takes root and sprouts wildly. Zou Guizhi even saw the face of a young man before her eyes, and his bulging member—perhaps, perhaps no less impressive than that old man's…

The elegant Eastern beauty hurriedly went to the window, opened it, and let the exotic evening breeze of Cologne blow in, which calmed her burning agitation. Yet, a strange urge stirred within her; she longed to fly back to her homeland as soon as possible, to find any excuse to see that wicked little devil… Handsome men are common, but handsome men with ample assets are rare!

Just then, the German man called, repeatedly apologizing for offending the beauty and asking for forgiveness. He even offered to take on the task of negotiating with the African natives.

After hanging up, Zou Guizhi couldn't help but deeply sigh: although the Germans' actions were somewhat rigid and inflexible, they separated business and personal matters so clearly—compared to the petty-mindedness of many of her compatriots, it was truly shameful.

"Book a flight back home tomorrow morning."

She instructed her secretary on the phone, her heart pounding rapidly, her face flushed...

********************* Wei Xiaoyu, of course, had no idea that another elegant, mature woman in faraway Europe was thinking of him—well, to be precise, mainly wondering about the size and shape of his manhood.

His aunt's sudden moans of pain, her desire to give him and her nephew their virginity, made the listener's heart leap into their throat with each plea, feeling anxious and sad for her, as if she would perish if he didn't give in to her, if he didn't satisfy her.

"Auntie, so you're in so much pain? I really don't know how Mom has managed all these years..."

Wei Xiaoyu knelt up, stroking his thick penis, uttering such shameless probing words, staring at his aunt's expression, wondering if she could understand what he meant.

Heavens above, earth below, let my aunt decide my sexual happiness!

Confused and infatuated, Chen Feitong stared intently into her nephew's eyes after hearing his words. They locked eyes for three seconds, but Chen Feitong remained silent, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, she closed her legs and tried to sit up: "If you don't want to, then forget it. Consider your aunt shameless..."

"Auntie, look at what you're saying! I just suddenly felt sorry for my mother, that's all. Come on, we've come this far, how can I disappoint you? So, I'm still your nephew, right?"

Wei Xiaoyu, ever the shameless one, grabbed his aunt's black-stockinged legs and forcefully spread them apart. Seeing her plump thighs slowly open, displaying extreme shyness and allure, the base of her two snow-white thighs revealed a lush, verdant patch, like a babbling brook—utterly tempting!

Seeing her nephew staring greedily and lewdly at her most intimate vulva, the female major, being a woman, felt her innate shyness awakened. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close, and sought his lips, simultaneously adjusting her breathing and moans to the most rapid and urgent frequency, appearing impatient.

When their lips met again, a passionate and frenzied kiss began, their two hot, thirsty bodies pressed tightly together, feeling each other's passion and trembling.

Wei Xiaoyu's hands were not idle either; he kneaded his aunt's ample breasts, their firm, full texture soft and smooth, incredibly elastic, like two balls of cotton, or even two inflated balloons, while the two hard nipples were his endlessly playful cherries.

As his lust intensified, Wei Xiaoyu's grip tightened, kneading and squeezing his aunt's large breasts with a force that seemed to ravage and destroy. Hearing her ecstatic moans, yet seeing no pain, Wei Xiaoyu couldn't help but wonder: was it because his aunt's virginity, preserved for over twenty years, made her more resilient to such overwhelming force?

The female major, her eyes closed, savored her nephew's caresses of her flawless body. This was the pleasure between a man and a woman; so this was it—freedom to do as one pleased, unrestrained by rules, seeking only the ultimate physical and psychological enjoyment.

When her nephew placed her soft hand on his erect penis, the female major knew he was signaling her to take the initiative.

"Xiaoyu,"

she opened her eyes, looking at her nephew who was supporting himself on either side of her, "Does it hurt a lot?" "

Auntie, my lovely little Tongtong, it has to happen once in a while, right? Besides, isn't it itchy down there? Do you want it to stay itchy forever?"

"But, yours is so big, and Auntie's is so small. I... I tried it once with my finger, and even one finger was a little tight..."

"Hehe, Auntie, your straightforwardness makes me so happy! I love you to death! I'll be gentle, don't worry. Isn't there a saying, 'First pain, then numbness, then itching, then pleasure'? Come on, why don't you hold Xiaoyu's big penis and rub it against the outside of your little sister?"

"How do you know so much? You're not just lying to your aunt, are you?"

Despite her doubts, the female major bravely rubbed her nephew's large glans against her plump, muddy vulva. The hardness and heat of his glans made her tremble immediately, and her two rosy, luscious lips also quivered. "Xiaoyu... how about..."

she gasped for breath, finally making up her mind: "How about, when you see how upset your aunt is, you suddenly thrust in, okay? Don't make your aunt wait for the pain to come, okay?"

"Really, Auntie? You can't hit me, and you can't be angry with me, okay?"

Wei Xiaoyu seemed to be flirting, but before his aunt could answer, he felt his glans being rubbed against a soft, slightly concave area inside her vagina by her. He suddenly thrust his hips forward, feeling his glans plunge into a wet, warm passage, pushing a natural barrier deeper. He quickly said, "Auntie, hold on, you'll feel a tingling sensation soon..."

The female major was indeed a female major; she actually nodded silently. The pain of losing her virginity didn't make her cry out. Instead, she bit her lower lip, tensed her body, and felt an unbearable itch in her vagina. For the first time in her life, it was filled to the brim, leaving no emptiness. This wonderful feeling of fullness made the pain seem insignificant.

"Auntie, isn't this feeling amazing?"

Wei Xiaoyu felt as if his glans was being tightly gripped by a tiny hand. The tight, warm, and lubricated sensation filled him with immense happiness. This was his aunt, his mother's younger sister, a close relative he'd always been like a brother to. He had finally gotten what he wanted! He couldn't

even begin to describe the wonderful feeling he was experiencing. The female major, holding her nephew's bare buttocks, hesitated, unsure whether to pull him closer or push him away. Suddenly, she pulled him towards her, feeling as if a hot, enormous fist had ripped something from her vagina and swiftly penetrated to its deepest point. She finally realized she had been deflowered, becoming a real woman, and with her nephew no less! He had once been a little boy in open-crotch pants with a snotty nose—time had changed him so much!

"Xiaoyu..."

A tender, affectionate call escaped her lips, and the female major was overwhelmed with emotion. Two large tears welled up in her eyes as she tightly embraced her nephew's naked body, kissing his cheeks, nose, eyebrows, and eyes passionately—she kissed every inch of him, just as she had done more than ten years ago when she first saw her nephew at his one-month-old age. The little girl, barely a teenager, had adored her infant nephew in the same way.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, this same infant was on top of her, his tiny penis, once no bigger than a little finger, inserted into her, his aunt's vagina, ready to unleash a storm of thrusts!

"Auntie, I love you!"

Wei Xiaoyu, also moved by the experience, had watched his aunt grow from a fierce and domineering little girl into a stunningly beautiful female major. He had witnessed her transformation, from her changing demeanor to her physical changes, all of which were part of his life's journey. It was as if he had watched a sapling he had nurtured grow into a magnificent tree, only to selfishly cut it down. He was the culprit who destroyed this beautiful scene!

The once fierce and domineering little girl, the aunt who had always bullied and tormented him, had finally submitted to his large penis. Was it victory, or happiness?

"Fuck me if you love me! Your aunt is fearless! Fuck me, you little bastard..."

Amidst her complex emotions, the female major seemed to revert to her former tyranny, forcefully clamping her nephew's waist with her plump thighs, twisting her hips, and begging him to fuck her cunt with his large penis.

Hearing his aunt's almost vulgar request, Wei Xiaoyu was greatly encouraged. He tried to gently thrust in and out. With each withdrawal, his aunt let out a long sigh; with each insertion, the female major swayed her head, her long hair like clouds spreading across the back of her head, moving with it.

"Auntie, your little sister is so tight and feels so good!"

Wei Xiaoyu said, kissing his aunt's cherry lips and then sucking away the tears that were about to spill from her eyes.

"You're lying to me, I don't feel any pleasure at all."

The female major pinched his buttocks, sometimes frowning, sometimes lost in thought, seemingly earnestly searching for the four sensations her nephew had described: pain, numbness, itching, and pleasure.

"Almost there..."

Wei Xiaoyu said, arching his back, grasping one of her snow-white, high breasts with one hand, and sucking on the erect, rosy bud, while simultaneously increasing the frequency of his thrusts.

The simultaneous stimulation of her breasts, nipples, and vulva gradually eased the pain in the female major's vagina. For a few seconds, she felt nothing, then the sensation returned, like a large rat wriggling inside her. As this sensation became clearer, a faint tingling sensation arose, growing increasingly distinct. Finally, she felt a lightning-fast itch surge forth, from the depths of her soul, from her bones, from her cervix. She groaned softly, a sound exceptionally pleasant, "Mmm, mmm... Xiaoyu, it's numb... no, it's itchy..."

Upon hearing this, Wei Xiaoyu abruptly pulled out his penis, knelt between his aunt's legs, and said with "dissatisfaction," "Didn't you just say I lied to you...?"

"You brat Xiaoyu!"

The female major's fierce nature erupted. She sat up, grabbed her nephew's neck, pulled him onto her lap, and lay back down, reaching for his large penis. "How dare you argue with your aunt like this? Do you want to die?"

"Hehe, then Auntie, you have to beg me, beg Xiaoyu to fuck you with his big cock... Oh dear, okay, then you have to spread your little sister apart so I can find your vagina..."

"You little brat, I'll get you eventually, hmph."

The female major reached down to her vulva, obediently parting her two tender, moist labia with two fingers. Her nephew, however, knelt down, staring wide-eyed at his aunt's alluring, seductive opening. This filled the female major with shame, anger, and helplessness. A sudden idea struck her: instead of shame, she would seduce her. She beckoned with her little finger, "Come on, Xiaoyu, come love your aunt, your aunt is itchy..."

Seeing her aunt's slender, jade-like fingers beckoning to him from her moist, tender opening, Wei Xiaoyu was practically a wolf in sheep's clothing. Holding his large penis, he brought the glans to the opening between his aunt's two fingers, inserting it section by section. Watching the surrounding tender flesh sink in, the feeling was simply too wonderful: "Auntie, Auntie, you're so good, I love you to death! Look, you're so wet, it's flowing out again..."

“Don’t say ‘slutty…water,’”

the female major wrapped her arms around her nephew’s neck again. “Auntie isn’t a slut…”

“Then what should I say?”

“Love fluid…spring water…honey juice…”

“Ah…Auntie, you’re so alluring, I’m going to fuck you properly…”

“You just realized that? Hmph…harder, you little rascal, Auntie’s going to enjoy it, oh…it’s so good, Auntie has really wasted her

life before…” She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around her nephew’s neck, her buttocks began to sway and thrust, as if she couldn’t bear to let his bigger cock out, she then thrust up and tightly bit her nephew’s big cock, moaning and humming, looking like she was enjoying herself immensely, “Xiaoyu, your big cock is so good…Auntie hasn’t spoiled you for nothing, mmm…it’s so beautiful…”

The female major unconsciously began to moan, her plump and mature body was even hotter and hotter, as if it were full of electricity, overflowing with passion.

Wei Xiaoyu's hot, large glans moved in and out of her narrow vagina, thrusting and penetrating, defiling her flesh and arousing her lust. Her wild behavior was hardly that of a newly deflowered virgin.

Infected by his aunt's passion, Wei Xiaoyu thrust harder, trying to penetrate as deeply as possible with each stroke. He marveled; of all his women, besides Teacher Yang, none had ever allowed him to penetrate them so fully. Even when he lost control of his passion and thrust too deep, they would cry out in pain. Was his aunt's vagina deeper, or was it because her desire had been suppressed for so long that she was more willing to endure the feeling of being ravaged?

“Auntie, once you’re my woman, you can’t have another boyfriend, okay? Grandpa won’t force you, alright?”

“I don’t know, Xiaoyu, don’t say that. Be rougher, Auntie wants to…”

Then, she felt her nephew’s new round of brute force thrusting, flesh against flesh making loud slapping sounds. Like a storm, Wei Xiaoyu, like a wound-up machine, relentlessly fucked her over five hundred times.

“Ah…”

The female major finally felt her nephew’s strength and power. A warm sensation spread from her pelvis throughout her body. Based on her previous experiences with masturbation, she sensed her orgasm was coming. A strange, intense pleasure quietly grew in

her clitoris, pulsating like a torrent, spreading along with her wildly beating heartbeat. Her eyes were already burning with a raging fire, her luscious lips, her body like fire, an endless fire burning.

In her daze, she thought that her style of doing things had always been to take the initiative and that she should be in control of everything. But now, she was being controlled by the child in her eyes, and her desires and climaxes were being controlled by him. His bull-like thrusts were something she could not do. She vaguely felt that her desires had been controlled by her nephew. She was somewhat unwilling, but the torrent of pleasure came and shattered her unwillingness.

She only wanted an orgasm, that blissful, ecstatic feeling, that blissful, almost unbearable pleasure. She somehow instinctively began to coordinate with her nephew, their movements, their thrusts and rendezvous so perfectly synchronized, brimming with exquisite beauty. After dozens of frantic thrusts and swaying of her head and hips in her fervent pursuit of pleasure, she felt as if a switch deep within her vagina had suddenly been flipped, a torrent of fluid gushing forth, striking her nephew's glans: "Ah—"

she let out a long-suppressed scream, arching her entire body into a perfect arch, her vulva thrusting high, as if pleading with the heavens for more.

"Auntie's having an orgasm!"

The female major's arched body convulsed uncontrollably, almost tossing her nephew into the air—it was the most intense and rarest kind of spasm, a convulsion!

Wei Xiaoyu was first drenched in a stream of scalding liquid from his aunt's deep vaginal opening, his tireless efforts over the past few days finally reaching their limit, leaving him drenched in cold sweat. Then, witnessing his aunt's intense orgasm, he was shocked, feeling the intense contractions and excited sucking and trembling within her vagina. This unbelievable orgasmic reaction caused him to ejaculate instantly, uncontrollably…

Chapter 148 Confessing to Aunt Long

. In the heavily guarded courtyard house in Beijing, Long Yixiang had just returned from delivering a confidential document to Zhongnanhai for the old man when she received a call from Wei Xiaoyu.

She was puzzled; this guy rarely called her because she was too strict with him. She usually only called when she missed him and wanted to hear his voice, and even then, he would make excuses, being concise and to the point, never saying a word more than necessary.

She pushed open her bedroom door and walked in, closing it behind her. "Xiaoyu?"

"...Aunt Long..."

Long Yixiang's heart tightened, her concern overflowing. "Why are you so weak?"

Seeing her naked nephew drenched in sweat, almost half-naked Chen Feitong panicked. She snatched the phone from his hand, steeled herself, and said to her fearful sister, "Sister Long, it's me, Feitong..."

Long Yixiang frowned, a bad premonition creeping in. "What happened? What happened to him?"

"Sister, is anyone with you? Is it convenient to talk? It's urgent."

Chen Feitong felt a large amount of fluid flowing from her vagina. She reached in and saw a pool of thick, milky-white semen, which horrified her.

"Tell me, it's nothing."

Long Yixiang sighed inwardly, "No, please don't let it be like that.

" "..."

Should she really tell her? Chen Feitong hesitated again. Looking at her dying nephew, she went all out, "Sister, I had an affair with Xiaoyu..."

Long Yixiang's heart pounded. Her suspicions were confirmed, but she calmed down considerably. What else could she do but clean up the mess? It was all her fault for not being able to resist teaching Xiaoyu that mysterious ancient martial art. "Ignoring family ties" was the biggest side effect of that technique!

"Did it just happen?"

"Yes, sister, scold me all you want, just please don't tell..."

"It's not entirely your fault, Xiaotong. I'm just asking you, was this your first time?"

"Sister, who else could I have?"

Chen Feitong was getting anxious.

Ugh, does that mean you can only have your nominal nephew? Long Yixiang was both amused and annoyed: "Did he... ejaculate... ejaculate a lot, and couldn't stop?"

Long Yixiang felt a burning embarrassment telling her sister this.

"Hmm..."

No matter how fierce and domineering Chen Feitong was, she was always well-behaved in front of Sister Long. When talking about this, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed and anxious. "I was the one who pushed him away. Sister, what happened? Why did he insist on calling you to tell you about this?"

Sigh, this girl wasn't as brainless as she seemed. I knew she had her own thoughts. I didn't expect her to take this so seriously. Long Yixiang carefully explained, "There's a problem with the cultivation technique I taught him. Don't worry, I'll be there right away, I should be there by tonight..."

"He's sweating profusely, what should we do?"

"It's alright, it's just a sign of weakness from overexerting his potential,"

Long Yixiang could only comfort her sister like that. But how could she tell her the truth? If she had been there earlier, things would have turned out very differently. Luckily, this kid knew it was a problem with the technique and called her immediately; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. "Let him lie down, drink plenty of sugar water, and keep him warm. Xiaotong, don't tell anyone for now, and don't tell your sister either, okay?"

Would I dare tell my sister? Would she lock me up? Chen Feitong thought to herself, hung up the phone, but saw her nephew grinning at her. She was both embarrassed and annoyed: "I'm so worried, and you're still laughing? Don't you want to live?"

"It's okay, I knew it would happen sooner or later,"

Wei Xiaoyu said, feeling a little out of breath. He paused, but his lustful thoughts remained unchanged, and he reached out to touch his aunt's black-stockinged thighs. "Hehe, Auntie, even if I die, I'll die at the hands of my dear auntie, oh no, I'll die between your legs. I can die in peace then, cough cough..."

This brat, she only knew him as a quirky and mischievous boy before, but after having physical intimacy with him, she didn't feel disgusted by his lewd and shameless words. Instead, she felt a sense of ambiguity. How strange.

"I'm really impressed with you,"

Chen Feitong got up to make him some sugar water, but unexpectedly, the semen from his honey pot flowed down his thighs. The itchy feeling was both lewd and ridiculous. She glared at Wei Xiaoyu, annoyed. "If I had known you were this lecherous, I should have made you die from exhaustion just now..."

After saying that, she realized she still wanted to flirt with her nephew, so she couldn't help but smile shyly and ran into the kitchen: "Why don't you lie on my bed? There's a sheet you can use to keep warm?"

"No, bring the sheet and leave it on the sofa, so Aunt Long can see that Auntie and I are making love on the sofa, hehe, cough cough..."

"You still dare to talk back, Wei Xiaoyu! I'm asking you!"

Chen Feitong poked her face out of the kitchen, holding a jar of white sugar. "How many times have you been with which women these past few days? You're so weak now!"

Wei Xiaoyu weakly raised his hand, counting his knuckles: "Ugh, I can't count them all, hehe, Auntie, are you jealous? Didn't I satisfy you today?"

Chen Feitong hadn't expected her nephew to be so arrogant and shameless after their encounter. She wanted to smash the sugar jar at him: "Wei Xiaoyu, can you be serious? You mentioned your mother earlier, don't think I didn't notice, I just didn't press you. Now tell me, since you can seduce your aunt so naturally, tell me honestly, did you take advantage of your mother?"

Wei Xiaoyu closed his eyes, feigning weakness and unable to speak. Damn, Auntie seems to know everything. I used to think she was all looks and no brains, I really didn't see through her. Should he admit it? How serious would the consequences be?

"Stop playing dead,"

Chen Feitong brought over a large bowl of sweet soup and placed it on the coffee table. She grabbed his t-shirt and tossed it between his legs, then turned and went into the bedroom to get a sheet. "It's so ugly..."

"Heh, someone just said they loved it. You're really ungrateful..."

"I don't want to talk to you. A scoundrel is a scoundrel. I regret it so much; I actually fell for your trick. It's so embarrassing."

"Uh,"

Wei Xiaoyu blushed. "Auntie, I'm so ashamed! What do you mean it's embarrassing to be with me? How many of my compatriots have such a powerful and impressive cannon?"

Chen Feitong tossed the sheet over him, covered him up, and went to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe his sweat. "Say what you want. Anyway, if I want something in the future, I'll go find someone else. I'm too lazy to get entangled with a shameless person like you. It's beneath me..."

"Auntie, please! I'll listen to you, okay? I won't make you angry anymore. Please don't abandon my big bird to go find a little bird..."

"Pfft..."

Chen Feitong wrung out the towel, squatted down in front of her nephew, and wiped his sweat. But she saw his lecherous eyes staring at her ample cleavage, and a shiver ran through her heart. She quickly stood up and punched his arm. "Wei Xiaoyu, tell me, how can you make your aunt feel even a little bit happy? I feel like you're defiled and defiled. How can you be so shameless?"

Wei Xiaoyu suddenly fell silent, staring at the chandelier without saying a word. He knew his aunt's personality too well; he wasn't worried about her being truly angry or disappointed. He wondered what kind of martial arts technique Aunt Long had taught him.

Since practicing this technique, his physical abilities had indeed improved somewhat—his heightened hearing being one example—and his vitality had also significantly increased. Perhaps his recent debauchery had largely offset this; otherwise, he would probably be quite virile by now…

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but wonder. Judging from his aunt's conversation with Aunt Long just now, it seemed Aunt Long had a premonition about this. Moreover, after practicing this technique, he felt an overwhelming desire to conquer any beautiful woman, not even sparing his own mother and aunt. Was this a side effect of the technique?

If that's really the case, then he really needs to have a good talk with Aunt Long, to bargain... Uh, Aunt Long... the image of Aunt Long's incomparably voluptuous buttocks flashes before his eyes... Damn, he's hopeless...

Lost in his thoughts, he drifted into a hazy sleep, having many strange and bizarre dreams, all quite erotic...

In his dream, it was a completely uninhibited erotic party, and the venue was in his grandfather's large courtyard house, in the inner courtyard, with four side rooms on the left and right, each named after spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The owners of the four rooms were the four sisters: Spring Fragrance Chu Yunxiang, Summer Fragrance Long Yixiang, Autumn Fragrance Chen Feiyang, and Winter Fragrance Chen Feitong.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival night with a full moon, and outside the courtyard wall was the moat that flowed around Zhongnanhai. The banks were bustling with people guessing riddles, releasing sky lanterns, candles, and paper boats—a joyous festive scene.

Inside the courtyard, bright red lanterns hung above the doors of the four side rooms, each inscribed with the season: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The lanterns shone brightly, indicating that all four beauties wished to spend the night with their young master, much to his dismay. This troubled Wei Xiaoyu greatly.

He paced back and forth in the main hall, naked from the waist down, his enormous member swinging erect. Full of self-doubt, he knew that entering any of the beauties' rooms first would inevitably be seen as favoritism. Time ticked by, yet he remained indecisive, scratching his head in frustration, lamenting that having too many beauties was simply asking for trouble.

Just as he was at his wit's end, the door to the Winter Room creaked open. Dongxiang Chen Feitong, her fiery figure draped only in a thin, gossamer-like white veil, leaned against the doorframe, throwing him seductive glances. Her curvaceous, mature body was faintly visible beneath the veil; her high, full breasts and the dark shadow between her plump thighs were incredibly alluring.

Wei Xiaoyu howled like a wolf, his blood boiling, ready to pounce and take advantage of her. But unexpectedly, the owners of the other three rooms simultaneously pushed open their doors, swaying gracefully as they emerged, their faces flushed with desire, their eyes sparkling.

When the four beauties realized their sisters were all eager to be the first to taste the jade flute, they no longer cared about being shy or reserved, and swarmed over. Wei Xiaoyu

let out a wail of happiness, his joy like a bombshell flying everywhere… Chapter 149 Aunt Long is Here

Gu Tianhua arrived early at the girls' dormitory of Zhongbei Normal University, dressed in his finest clothes, handsome and

dashing, patiently waiting for his dream girl with big breasts to return to school, attracting the attention of passersby, many of whom even showed envious expressions. The more he felt his outstanding beauty overshadowed the other girls, the more important the big-breasted hottie Zhu Qianqian was in his heart. The more he had invested, the more he cherished her, and the more uneasy he became. If the beauty from Jiangnan didn't fall for his charms, he would be at a huge loss.

Persistence pays off, and Gu Tianhua finally saw his goddess arrive, and there were two of them at once. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the second-generation official holding roses suddenly became somewhat flustered.

The reason was that the goddess's outfit today was simply dazzling and radiant, while the mature woman accompanying her was even more alluring, her charm almost overshadowing the goddess.

University students on campus often have their aesthetic standards limited to the female students on campus. Although they can easily encounter women with mature charm outside of campus, their inner tastes remain centered on the youthful and pure female students on campus.

But at this moment, seeing two exceptionally beautiful women with different charms standing together instantly overturned Gu Tianhua's aesthetic standards, causing him to fall for the mature woman uncontrollably.

Wow, this woman's clothing was simple and natural, without a trace of exaggeration or avant-garde style, yet it gave Gu Tianhua a strong visual impact.

Her flowing, long hair perfectly embodied the bright maturity of a young woman, a virtuous beauty that didn't deliberately pursue fashion trends.

A slightly loose, casual denim shirt, sleeves rolled up, revealed two rounded, fair wrists. A jade bracelet adorned her left wrist—a small but exquisite adornment, refreshing and instantly inviting.

The young woman's breasts were the most captivating feature. While not as prominent as a goddess's, they were rounded and firm, not exaggerated, but certainly not to be overlooked. They didn't sway violently like a goddess's, but rather bounced lightly with her elegant gait, making one's heart itch.

She wore tight-fitting capri jeans, but the denim shirt unfortunately concealed most of her hips. However, her long, slender legs added a graceful, elegant air to her voluptuous figure. How could Louis Koo not be tempted and fall for her?

The young woman exuded a captivating freshness and allure, her slender figure breathtaking…

The appearance of the two sisters had already drawn the attention of a group of privileged young men, while a tall, handsome boy, holding flowers, stood there dumbfounded, staring at the two stunning beauties. This couldn't help but arouse suspicion.

"Is this your little boyfriend?"

Zhu Qingqing quietly asked her sister, her tone revealing undisguised disappointment.

Zhu Qianqian stopped and answered bluntly, "No, what do you think of this blockhead?"

"Blockhead? Hehe, you're quite right. I was just looking for the right adjective. Sis, that's too harsh, not fair, hehe…"

Wow! Seven steps away, the blockhead Gu Tianhua, seeing the beautiful woman's charming smile, was like a lotus flower blooming before his eyes. He was mesmerized, his cheeks unconsciously flushing red. This guy was actually shy.

"Damn it, how could you talk about your sister like that?"

Zhu Qianqian expressed her dissatisfaction with her sister, dragging her suitcase as they passed by Gu Tianhua, heading towards the dormitory stairs.

Gu Tianhua suddenly snapped out of his daze, quickly turning around and running to Zhu Qianqian's side: "Qianqian, I've been waiting for you for a long time, please accept my pursuit?"

After saying that, Gu Tianhua actually knelt down on one knee, staring into Zhu Qingqing's eyes, but the rose in his hand was offered to his sister, Zhu Qianqian. This puzzled the observant onlookers, who were ready to see a joke.

Zhu Qingqing remained silent, smiling as she looked at her sister.

Zhu Qianqian was clearly annoyed, but she smiled and said to Gu Tianhua, "Keep the flowers for now. I'm tired from the long train ride. Let me go upstairs and freshen up, okay?"

"This..."

Gu Tianhua watched the two sisters gracefully ascend the stairs, then awkwardly glanced around. Everyone smiled knowingly and dispersed. Only then did he stand up, dusting off his knees, anticipating a pleasant moment. But he wasn't stupid; from Zhu Qianqian's helpless gaze, he knew the hope was extremely slim. However, if that young woman could come out with him, he swore he would put in a lot of effort to win her over...

Wei Xiaoyu was awakened by his phone ringing. At that moment, Chen Feitong stared in astonishment at her nephew on the sofa, his pale face gradually turning red, and his crotch, covered by the sheet, gradually becoming erect like a pillar. She simply couldn't believe that her nephew, who had almost died from exhaustion, was now erect again in his erotic dream.

Was this guy a freak, or a born lecher?

Chen Feitong was startled by her nephew's phone ringing. Just as she was about to answer it for him, Wei Xiaoyu woke up, opened his mouth, and drool immediately dripped out: "Auntie, give it to me, I'll answer it..."

Chen Feitong glanced at the caller ID; it was an unknown number. She couldn't help but ask sourly, "Are you afraid I'll end up talking to one of your unknown confidantes?"

Wei Xiaoyu smiled sheepishly: "Auntie, look at what you're saying. You're all my darlings. Sooner or later, we'll be sleeping together in the same bed. What am I afraid of? I'd love to! I just want to know who's calling right away. Normally, they won't call me unless there's something wrong..."

"Show-off, so conceited..."

Chen Feitong tossed the phone to him, her mind wandering after being stimulated by her nephew's idea of sleeping together in the same bed.

Today, I finally became a woman, and the subconscious attachment I had to my nephew was finally answered: perhaps he was my lover in a past life, and we are continuing our eternal love in this life...

"Hello?"

Wei Xiaoyu looked at his tall and graceful aunt, who was sitting in the living room with her arms crossed, seemingly lost in thought with a smile on her face, as she answered the phone.

Hearing Wei Xiaoyu's unusual politeness, Zhu Qianqian felt a pang of sadness. This unpretentious and assertive woman had finally tasted the sweetness of love, the anxiety of not being able to control it. She felt a sharp pain in her heart: "Is it inconvenient for you to answer the phone?"

Wei Xiaoyu's mind raced, frantically searching his memory for information about the voice, but the slightly distorted and suppressed tone made it impossible for him to identify the person. He broke out in a cold sweat, but then a brilliant idea struck him. Since the woman was speaking to him in such a tone, she must be a woman he had a physical relationship with. After quickly eliminating possibilities, he risked a smile and said, "Teacher sister, did you miss me? My SIM card got burned in the water, and this is a replacement, so I haven't saved your number yet. I'm sorry..."

Hearing Wei Xiaoyu address her like this, Teacher Sister Zhu Qianqian's worry turned to joy, and her unpretentious nature immediately shone through: "What are you doing? Is it convenient for you to come to my school?"

Seeing her sister's blissful smile, Zhu Qingqing couldn't help but want to meet the guy who had captured her sister's heart.

"Uh..."

No matter how good Wei Xiaoyu was at flattering, he was well aware of his own condition. In his current weakened state, how could he dare to see that fiery and crazy older sister again? "Sister, is something wrong? It's like this, one of my aunts is coming from Beijing. I want to wait for her, but if you're really in trouble, I'll rush over immediately. I absolutely won't let you suffer any injustice, and of course, I definitely won't neglect you, hehe. Is some blind fool trying to take advantage of my darling?"

He was just guessing, of course, not intending to hit the nail on the head.

Chen Feitong watched her nephew's sweet talk, his words aimed at "teacher sister," with a half-smile. A mix of emotions welled up inside her, and she sighed. This was the dilemma of sharing a lover.

"Well..."

Zhu Qianqian was a little disappointed, but looking out the window, she saw Gu Tianhua still standing below, holding flowers and thinking himself extraordinary

. Seeing her sister staring at her with amusement, she didn't want to disturb Wei Xiaoyu and his family's gathering. She figured she wouldn't go out tonight. "If you have something to do, then don't come..." Hearing his busty sister's reluctant tone, Wei Xiaoyu was caught in a dilemma. He felt guilty, realizing he hadn't had time to think about it for the past few days and hadn't even contacted her much. He struggled to sit up, feeling he could still walk: "Sister, I'll be right there, wait for me."

He hung up and said to Chen Feitong with a greedy grin, "Auntie, hehe, you heard everything, right? I won't lie to you, I guess my tutor is being harassed. Auntie, do you think..."

"No time,"

Chen Feitong, who had already showered, replied curtly.

"Auntie..."

Wei Xiaoyu pleaded.

“Calling me Auntie won’t help.”

“Then what will help, Auntie? Please, come with me, it’ll be quick…”

“Look at yourself now, do you want to die?”

“But, Auntie, put yourself in my shoes. If you were in trouble, would I stand idly by?”

“I don’t know how many women you’ve had. If every woman had trouble, I think you’d just work yourself to death…”

“That’s why you two need to help each other and care for each other; that’s what sisterhood is all about!”

“You…”

Chen Feitong was speechless. Just then, Wei Xiaoyu’s phone rang again.

Upon seeing it was Aunt Long, Wei Xiaoyu quickly and respectfully asked, "Aunt Long, are you almost there? It can't be that fast, can it? It's hundreds of miles away, and only an hour has passed, right?"

"Your Uncle Wang is driving. I'm already on the road. I'll be there in an hour at most. How are you feeling?"

"Listen to my voice, my voice is still strong, isn't it?"

"..."

Aunt Long was speechless at his way of speaking. "Okay, don't catch a cold, try to keep warm. Go take a hot shower and wait for me..."

After saying that, Long Yixiang realized her words were very ambiguous, almost like saying "Take a bath and wait for me." She quickly hung up the phone, silently asking herself again: Did it really have to be that way? Was there no other way? Sigh, if your mother faced this problem, what would she do? Senior sister, where are you?

Wei Xiaoyu felt a deep-seated awe for Aunt Long and dared not entertain any improper thoughts. He put away his phone and continued to pester Chen Feitong. Unexpectedly, Chen Feitong readily agreed as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Alright, I'll go for you,"

Chen Feitong said, still annoyed. "You, you should go take a hot bath. You're going to die under a peony sooner or later..."

"I'll be a romantic ghost, hehe, Aunt, you're so kind. You're going in your military uniform, right?"

"..."

Chen Feitong stared at him, asking for a reason.

"It has nothing to do with uniform allure,"

Wei Xiaoyu quickly explained. "I'm not asking you to fight. Wearing a military uniform will intimidate the other party, wouldn't that be twice as effective?"

Chen Feitong didn't object. In fact, she enjoyed the feeling of being noticed while wearing a uniform...

Aunt Long finally arrived. Aunt hadn't returned yet, but Wei Xiaoyu already knew the gist of the matter. Moreover, Aunt was deliberately trying not to meet Aunt Long immediately; it would be too awkward!

Uncle Wang was a skilled driver, assigned by Zhongnanhai to be Grandpa's driver. His speed was impressive.

"Where's your aunt?"

Long Yixiang asked, looking at her nephew, who was half a head shorter than her, who opened the door for her. "What's wrong with you? Are you stupid?"

Wei Xiaoyu was genuinely dumbfounded. He hadn't dared to admire Long Yixiang's stunning beauty so directly before, but now he boldly and critically scrutinized this fragrant and elegant housekeeper...

(Chapter 150, line)

Long Yixiang had finally arrived, but her aunt hadn't returned yet. However, Wei Xiaoyu already knew the gist of the matter, and that her aunt was deliberately avoiding meeting Long Yixiang immediately—it would be too awkward! Uncle

Wang was a skilled driver, assigned to Grandpa by Zhongnanhai; his speed was impressive.

"Where's your aunt?"

Long Yixiang asked, looking at her nephew, who was half a head shorter than her, who opened the door for her. "What's wrong with you? Are you stupid?"

Wei Xiaoyu was truly dumbfounded. He hadn't dared to so openly admire Aunt Long's stunning beauty before, but now he boldly and critically scrutinized the fragrant butler before him.

Long Yixiang's beauty lay in her气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament), noble and refined, pure as a celestial maiden. Even a gentleman would be embarrassed to look directly at her.

Wei Xiaoyu hadn't dared to look directly at her before either, at most drooling over her shapely buttocks—enough to be a "butt model"—from behind Aunt Long. But times had changed. After his embarrassing encounter with his aunt, which nearly led to his death from exhaustion, he had become unusually bold.

With age, Long Yixiang had cut her long hair short in the past two years, sporting a dignified yet fashionable short hairstyle befitting her age, like Hai Qing, the star favored by her aunt Wei Yiliu, but with an even greater air of elegance.

She appeared slightly thin, her cheekbones giving her a delicate beauty, and her large, dark eyes were captivating.

She wore a loose, casual blue cotton shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing two prominent, rounded breasts that swayed precariously with every movement. She

wore yellow cotton capri pants that exposed her ankles, giving the impression that she was naked, which Wei Xiaoyu found very appealing…

“Make way.”

Long Yixiang secretly regretted the fruit of her actions, shoving Wei Xiaoyu aside and glancing around Chen Feitong’s small room.

Wei Xiaoyu, now frail and weak, nearly fell when pushed by Aunt Long. Fortunately, Long Yixiang reacted quickly, grabbing his arm. But his lust suddenly swelled, and he instinctively threw himself into Aunt Long

’s arms. Even at his peak, Wei Xiaoyu wouldn’t have been able to gain the upper hand against Long Yixiang, but Long Yixiang’s attitude was swayed by the intense greed in her nephew’s eyes. She let him nestle into her soft embrace.

The tall, slender housekeeper felt Wei Xiaoyu deliberately pressing his chest against her full breasts, and her heart fluttered. The beauty, who had never been intimate with a man before, felt a momentary weakness.

Her senior sister's son—she had watched him grow from a helpless infant into this little man who knew how to take advantage of his aunt. If it weren't for the organization's nominal arrangement for Chen Feiyang to adopt him, and Long Yixiang having to consider the Chen family's feelings, she would have had every reason to take Wei Xiaoyu away and treat him as her own…

“Aunt Long, what perfume are you wearing? It smells so good!”

Wei Xiaoyu inhaled the intoxicating fragrance emanating from Aunt Long, feeling the fullness of her breasts. Seeing that Aunt Long remained silent, he cautiously tried to lighten the awkwardness of their first intimate embrace.

Long Yixiang didn't push him away, and asked again, "Where's your aunt?"

Wei Xiaoyu couldn't linger any longer on Long Yixiang's soft bosom, and reluctantly stood aside, staring at Long Yixiang as she intentionally or unintentionally avoided his gaze, and said, "Auntie...she avoided me..."

Long Yixiang was both amused and exasperated, and also sighed. Her nephew had really grown up, and knew how to use language to flirt. Although he had been bewitched by the ancient techniques she had taught him, turning into a complete little lecher, he was definitely not a bad guy who only knew how to vent his instincts and had no sense of romance.

She couldn't help but chuckle, not knowing whether to be happy or blame herself: "Why didn't you avoid me?"

Seeing that Long Yixiang actually smiled, a smile that was noble and dignified, yet appeared so charming in his eyes, he instantly realized that the excitement he had just felt from being stimulated by her high, jade-like breasts had become even more overwhelming.

But he knew that a woman, especially a proud and self-assured beauty, behaving this way didn't mean she was accepting his advances; rather, it was a polite and restrained way of hinting: know when to stop.

"Aunt Long won't eat me, and besides, Aunt Long seems to have some questions she needs me answered, doesn't she?"

Long Yixiang casually glanced around Chen Feitong's residence before sitting on the armrest of the sofa. "Come here, let me take your pulse."

Wei Xiaoyu obediently sat down, raising his arm to place on Aunt Long's taut thigh. The soft, springy feeling made his blood rush through his veins.

He hadn't dared to do something so bold since he was ten. More than five years later, casually touching Long Yixiang's body again, he felt a sense of déjà vu: if he had a biological son, what would his upbringing be like, especially during puberty…

"Aunt Long, is there any hope for me?"

Wei Xiaoyu asked, trying to make conversation.

Aunt Long's fingers were exceptionally long and slender, much like the beauty depicted in ancient figure paintings, where long, slender hands, often described as jade hands or delicate hands, were considered essential for a beautiful woman.

"How did you know the breathing technique I taught you malfunctioned?"

Long Yixiang asked him. Her nephew, so close yet possessing handsome features and a strong, defined jawline, especially his piercing gaze, held a hint of timid fervor that made Long Yixiang feel a strange sense of unease.

Wei Xiaoyu clearly caught the flicker in Aunt Long's eyes, secretly delighted, but dared not risk probing further. He feigned indifference, casting his gaze on Aunt Long's slender, white hands, and said with a heavy heart, "Aunt Long, although I haven't practiced the techniques you taught me for long, they have already benefited me greatly, I know that. But can you imagine, with this constant practice day and night, I'm almost unable to accept myself anymore, you know that, Aunt Long?"

He raised his eyes, looking directly into Long Yixiang's eyes. Because he spoke with such seriousness and earnestness, Aunt Long shouldn't avoid his gaze. He could then seize the opportunity to flirt. He wondered how this noble, dignified, and mysterious aunt who frequented Zhongnanhai would react.

"Go on,"

Long Yixiang seemed to have forgotten about taking his pulse. She admitted she was finding it hard to resist his direct gaze. Looking into the eyes while speaking was a sign of respect for an aunt, but he couldn't keep staring, and even intentionally or unintentionally made his gaze burning hot!

"Aunt Long, you're blushing..."

Wei Xiaoyu said casually.

"Is this what you wanted to say?"

Long Yixiang forced a stern look in her eyes: You brat, don't be ungrateful. I'm here to save you. If I really can't stand you anymore, I can just walk away and leave you alone...

"Of course not,"

Wei Xiaoyu was startled. Luckily, his plan was meticulous, otherwise he would be in deep trouble today. "You see now, right? I can't stand seeing beautiful women anymore, otherwise I'll have evil thoughts, become impatient and crazy, and lose control of myself, wanting to possess them. Aunt Long, Aunt Long, my nature shouldn't be like this! You must save me!"

"Tch—"

Long Yixiang expressed her disdain, saying sarcastically, "Isn't this exactly what you men dream of? What do you mean by saving you? Isn't it just that I need to save your body, to prepare a solid physical foundation for your future wanton, licentious, and shameless behavior? I haven't wronged you, have I?"

"Aunt Long, cough cough,"

even Wei Xiaoyu, with his thick skin, couldn't help but feel embarrassed. "What you say is true, but I'd rather you take back this technique, even if I've never practiced it. Of course, I know Aunt Long is incredibly good to me, but I really can't imagine what would happen if things continued like this. My family and friends who love me so much would be in trouble. This is something I really don't want. Besides..."

He glanced at Long Yixiang with shame, "Besides, our society doesn't really allow these kinds of messy things to exist, right? I'd feel guilty..."

"How did you become so shameless?"

Long Yixiang glared at him, clearly not harsh enough. Her face was slightly red, her eyes sparkling, giving her a charming and alluring air that was captivating.

"It's all because you're so good to me, Aunt Long, hehe."

Long Yixiang knew he was referring to the ancient martial arts method, which troubled her greatly. She had already diagnosed the pulse, just as her master had described: chaotic and restless, full of vitality, but this came at the cost of exploiting the body's potential. Excessive depletion of potential would inevitably lead to exhaustion and death.

She sighed deeply, stood up, and paced back and forth in the small living room, hesitant and uncertain. Sometimes she looked at her nephew's expectant eyes, sometimes she weighed the disastrous consequences of saving him.

On one hand, there was the unbreakable bond of family; on the other, the pressure of social morality. The head steward had witnessed too many shocking events, yet he found it difficult to make a decision on this matter immediately.

Wei Xiaoyu was no longer a child, and she needed to be frank with him about the pros and cons, analyzing the gains and losses. He was not only her senior sister's son, but also a special person specially cared for by the leader during the southern tour, and now a nominal descendant of the Wei and Chen families.

"Xiaoyu,"

Long Yixiang called out her nephew's name, only then truly feeling the immense pressure she was under. There was no other way to perfectly resolve this problem, so she confessed, "There is a way to save you, but you must promise me—no, you must swear to me—that you will do it, understand?"

Aunt Long's seriousness made Wei Xiaoyu realize it wouldn't be easy, but she held the key to saving him. He reluctantly agreed, deciding to see just how difficult it was.

He raised his fist to his chest: "Aunt Long, tell me. Only Aunt Long wouldn't harm me."

Long Yixiang wanted to roll her eyes. When did this guy become so cunning? This flattery left Long Yixiang speechless for a long time.

"Aunt Long, is it difficult to find the medicinal ingredient?"

Right, this ingredient was indeed difficult to find. Even the wisest can make mistakes; she hesitated. Where could she find a virgin to use as the medicinal ingredient? Moreover, this "medicinal catalyst" requires her to cultivate an ancient technique under her guidance for a period of time in order to control it freely at the most crucial moment, manage the entire treatment process, and master the timing so as not to drain him of his essence to death.

Besides, even if he could find such a virgin who was willing to sacrifice her purity for him, even if a virgin had masturbated and experienced the pleasure of orgasm, she would never understand the actual feeling of true sexual intercourse!

But when her master taught her the ancient technique, fearing it would be lost, he did indeed instruct her on this method of treatment!

"Xiaoyu, do you have any virgins, um... good friends?"

Long Yixiang looked at her nephew solemnly, "I mean, those who are willing to sleep with you anytime?"

Wei Xiaoyu's mind immediately flashed to the image of the ice queen. Well, Sister Ruoyan had been very close to him recently, and when they talked about the same feeling of "heart palpitations" last time, they even had an ambiguous relationship. She also looked so much like that mysterious Aunt Yu. However, did her willingness to buy him a new phone mean she was willing to sleep with him? Uh, what a big question mark!

Then there's Gu Yanran, the beautiful girl. She says she's willing, but if it really came down to it, would she really be willing? Besides, her goddess-like mother would definitely not let her off the hook. No.

Then, what about Teacher Su? Last time, she inexplicably kissed her, and her mother even found out. Judging from Su Hanmei's reaction at the time, she didn't seem very angry. However, given her relationship with her teacher sister Zhu Qianqian, it should be a harmonious yet competitive one. Now that she's already "slept with" her teacher sister, won't her real tutor be extremely jealous? No.

As for Zhong Jie, I wonder if she's a virgin. Even if she is, now that she knows about her awkward partnership with her sister, she'll definitely object to sisters having sex with the same boy. No.

There's also Fang Yun'er's bodyguard, Sister Liu Meng'er... Uh, no, no, no, she shouldn't even be thinking about it...

Seeing Wei Xiaoyu muttering to himself and shaking his head, Long Yixiang was almost fainting. How long has this guy been in Xijing? And so many girls have already made him hesitate, and they're all virgins.

"Sister Ruoyan,"

Wei Xiaoyu finally answered.

"No way."

Long Yixiang's refusal was unquestionable. This brat's affair with his aunt was already shocking, but at least they weren't related by blood. Long Yixiang knew Chen Ruoyan's background better than anyone. Siblings were absolutely forbidden from messing around; otherwise, how could she explain it to her missing senior sister? She was filled with regret. How could she have so inexplicably taught him this technique? "Think about it again."

"..."

"Why are you staring at me? Nothing else?"

Long Yixiang's words were laced with sarcasm. Heh, you even seduced your aunt, now you can't find a virgin to save you, huh? Wait, why is this guy's gaze so wicked?

"..."

Wei Xiaoyu leaned comfortably against the sofa, his eyes defiant as he stared intently at his Aunt Long, inwardly marveling at her figure. "Tsk tsk, that body is so familiar," he thought. "And what's most alluring are those long legs and beautiful buttocks. I wonder what kind of breathtakingly beautiful body Aunt Long would have if she were naked..."

Long Yixiang finally realized what was happening, overwhelmed with shame and resentment. She truly understood the serious harm caused by this damned ancient martial arts technique.

Seeing her nephew's mocking and shameless gaze sweeping over her flawless body—the kind of scrutiny used to appraise fine porcelain, the kind of unquestionable fervor—Long Yixiang felt her face burning.

But a truly sophisticated beauty has her own way of dealing with lecherous men. She snorted coldly and glanced at her nephew with utter disdain: "Don't even think about it. I'm warning you, you'd better not make me angry."

"Hehe, Aunt Long, just kidding,"

Wei Xiaoyu stopped abruptly and immediately pressed on, "Aunt Long, do you have to find a virgin? What's this all about?"

"Dual cultivation."

"Wow, the legendary dual cultivation?"

Wei Xiaoyu's eyes lit up. "Does it have to be dual cultivation?" The politics of the mayor's mother , in

essence , is nothing more than the balance and restraint of power and interests. Only those with deeply entrenched relationships and who can navigate all sides can prosper in the long run. Otherwise, a slight misstep can lead to a fate like Bo Xilai's, leaving one with nothing but regret. Since the founding of the nation, the officialdom of the Celestial Empire has been controlled by the Red Army's founding fathers and marshals, followed by the Red Second Generation, Red Third Generation, Red Fourth Generation, and so on. Ordinary so-called "second-generation officials" would quickly retreat and flee if they clashed with the Red N Generation. Even some "first-generation officials" were nothing more than obsequious "lower-generation" before the Red N Generation. If a callow youth were to cause trouble in a corner of the Celestial Empire, bullying men and women… Wei Xiaoyu thought to himself, a wicked smile incongruous with his age on his face, as he carefully unlocked the door. He peeked inside and listened for a while before slipping inside and tiptoeing to the study door to eavesdrop on the conversation. "…Xiao Su, our family has only recently moved to Xi'an. Tutoring fees aren't our biggest concern. What we need to explain to you first is Xiaoyu's current situation." It was a pleasant mezzo-soprano voice, its tone unconsciously carrying a hint of authority. "Sister Chen Fang, please speak freely. To be honest, since I've decided to become a tutor, I was mentally prepared." A woman's voice, neither arrogant nor humble, sounded like the owner was only in her early twenties. Upon hearing this, Wei Xiaoyu secretly pursed his lips: "Just wait until you've witnessed my ruthless methods before you talk, hmph, you boastful little wench." "Hehe,"

The mezzo-soprano surnamed Chen seemed unimpressed by Xiao Su's blind confidence. "Alright, young people should have ambition and aspirations. My Xiao Yu, well... he's quite mischievous, you understand, Xiao Su? Quite mischievous. I've been very polite."

Wei Xiaoyu's face darkened: "You, Chen Feiyang, are you some kind of stepmother? You're being so polite.

" "..."

Xiao Su seemed to realize from the dignified and noble woman's expression that she had been a bit presumptuous, but how could an "ambitious young man" possibly yield to his student?

She said earnestly, "Xiao Su, just treat it as a challenge to yourself. As the philosopher said, 'There are no bad students, only bad teachers.' Don't you think so, Sister Chen Fang?"

"

Hehehe..."

The two in the study chuckled at each other. Outside the door, the cunning Lord Wei propped himself up on his elbow, wickedly stroking his chin, twisting his sword-like eyebrows into a pretzel: My goodness, it's understandable that this young lady, whom I'm about to meet, doesn't know my true colors and is therefore spouting nonsense. But your son has already made you sad and tearful more than ten times. For you to still be so naive and innocent is just too... lacking the composure of a high-ranking mayor of a municipality, isn't it? "I'm really worried about you. I heard your boss is the Fang family's eldest daughter, your grandfather's childhood nemesis...

" "Alright then, Xiao Su, I'm quite satisfied with your knowledge and experience,"

Chen Feiyang, the newly appointed mayor of Xijing City, seemed to be concluding her interview. "We'll tentatively arrange for eight hours of tutoring every Saturday and Sunday..."

It seemed she had been preparing to find a tutor for her son for quite some time, considering every detail and taking into account the tutor's own situation. After all, she was the head of a municipality, so her abilities were naturally extraordinary.

Finally, Chen Feiyang seemed hesitant, but finally voiced her concern: "Xiao Su, you're so beautiful, with such a youthful figure. Now you're a senior in college, surely you don't have a boyfriend? Won't that interfere with your dating life?"

Hearing this, Wei Xiaoyu, who had already quietly retreated to the front door, immediately perked up his ears: beautiful, figure, boyfriend—he disliked these three words being linked together at this moment.

"Thank you for your concern, Sister Chen Fang,"

Xiao Su's voice trembled slightly with shyness. "They...they're not suitable for me, and I don't want any entanglements for now..."

How artful she was to say that! "They," she implied, "quite a few people are pursuing her, but she doesn't like any of them. What an incredibly clever girl.

Xiao Su, you'll find the right one soon enough—it's none other than me, Lord Wei, hehe."

Wei Xiaoyu was overjoyed and was about to slip out the door when his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket. He couldn't hide it, and a melodious yet lewd song drifted out: "A winding river in my brother's heart, a pair of big waves on my sister's chest..."

Good heavens! Wei Xiaoyu rushed out the door. The elevator he'd come up to was still running. He pressed the button, opened the door, and squeezed in. In the closing elevator doors, he saw the tall, voluptuous, and dignified Mayor Chen Feiyang berating him.

"Wei Xiaoyu, you just wait until your dad calls you tonight..."

Pshaw, I'm not afraid. Let him get out of his wheelchair and chase after me if he dares.

Wei Xiaoyu watched the elevator floor lights descend one by one: 30, 29, 28... After mentally cursing, a chill ran down his spine again when he saw the terrifying name on his phone's caller ID: Auntie.

He let the ringtone play, adjusting his facial expression to the most amiable and harmless way possible before pressing the answer button.

"Hey, my dear auntie..."

A sharp, machine-gun-like voice abruptly interrupted him: "You little brat, have you got some nerve? You dared not answer my call right away? Aren't you afraid I'll skin you alive?"

Wei Xiaoyu immediately stiffened, his eyes darting around, an idea forming in his mind. He explained in a low, mournful voice, "Auntie, please don't skin me alive yet. Let Dad skin you first, okay?" "Holy crap

, you really mean it?" "I knew it,

Auntie, boohoo..."

"Tell your auntie, why would that 'Wei Yixiao' want to skin you alive? Aren't you afraid I'll bring a whole truckload of vicious soldiers and bandits to overturn his broken wheelchair?"

Ugh, here we go again. Wei Xiaoyu's face darkened. This shrew was too incorrigible; it was so out of place.

Ding! The elevator reached the first floor, and the doors slowly opened.

"Thank you for your kindness, Auntie, well... um..."

Wei Xiaoyu stared at the stunning woman outside the elevator, seemingly muttering to himself, "So beautiful!"

Chapter 2: The Charm of a Young Woman

Xu Yiqiu is one of the three deputy directors of the Xijing Municipal Party Committee Office. Perhaps because they are both women, or perhaps because her name shares the same character "Qiu" with Fang Wanqiu, the municipal party secretary who has been in office for half a year, she has now practically become the personal secretary of the top leader of Xijing.

Today is Saturday, and Fang Wanqiu had Xu Yiqiu accompany her on a secret visit to the Jingshan Bridge along Jingxi Avenue for the entire morning.

The Jingshan Bridge has a total investment of 430 million yuan, with the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission contributing 51% and private capital accounting for 49%. It was a political achievement project strongly advocated by the former mayor of Xijing, Gao Hongwei, but unfortunately, it ultimately became a failure for Mayor Gao.

A month ago, when the bridge was being completed, a devastating collapse occurred on the western extension, resulting in the deaths of a large number of officials, including Gao Hongwei, and ushering in the new mayor, Chen Feiyang.

In Xi'an's political arena, an era of two women vying for supremacy began. Fang Wanqiu and Chen Feiyang—how many powerful men would defer to their commands?

Xu Yiqiu was quite proud. It's said that women hold up half the sky, but in Xi'an, the sky truly belonged to women.

After shopping with Secretary Fang for an hour, the two women parted ways. Xu Yiqiu returned to Tanxiang Garden, secretly admiring Secretary Fang's perfect figure, which rivaled her own at twenty-eight. Her discerning eye and meticulous attention to clothing were undeniable; she couldn't help but admire her—after all, she was a high-ranking political star.

As the elevator doors opened, she glanced inside but saw no one. Lost in thought, she stepped inside. Unexpectedly, someone suddenly appeared from the corner of the elevator, clearly praising her beauty. Her full, firm breasts made solid contact with the man's elbow, who was holding a phone.

"Hmm..."

Xu Yiqiu felt the other person's elbow almost completely deform her left breast, causing a slight pain, and she couldn't help but let out a

soft moan. Wow, so bouncy and strong!

The instant collision felt so good that Wei Xiaoyu wanted to moan in ecstasy; her voice was so alluring, like a kitten's meow.

"I'm sorry, sister."

Wei Xiaoyu spoke quickly, one foot across the sedan doorway, and hurriedly bowed to apologize.

After all, she had been a little impetuous, and Xu Yiqiu couldn't be angry, but since her sensitive and embarrassing parts had been touched like that, her pretty face couldn't help but blush, which only made her look more beautiful and charming.

"It's okay."

Although she saw that the other person was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, Xu Yiqiu still felt a little embarrassed, so she didn't say much.

But this boy was really too enthusiastic.

"Which floor are you going to, sister? Let me press the button for you, consider it my apology for bumping into you."

"Let's not."

Xu Yiqiu hadn't expected this handsome, slender boy to be so polite, but seeing his slightly shy gaze, she could only say, "Top floor, 30th floor, thank you."

So beautiful. Wei Xiaoyu's heart pounded. He loved tall, long-legged women, and this woman, wearing high-heeled sandals, was almost as tall as him at 1.75 meters.

Her knee-length white skirt further accentuated her long, sexy legs.

"Oh, what a coincidence! My apartment is also on the top floor. Which door are you in, sister?"

Wei Xiaoyu pressed the button, and the door slowly closed. The small space was filled with the woman's alluring fragrance, and he was somewhat intoxicated.

A tall woman, especially with long, flowing hair tied back with stylish sunglasses as a headband, would be truly elegant and graceful.

Wei Xiaoyu looked at her more and more, becoming increasingly enamored.

"You, weren't you coming downstairs?"

Xu Yiqiu quickly extended her long, slender fingers and pressed the door open button. "

Wow, so white, so round! "

The moment Xu Yiqiu reached for the button, she inevitably leaned forward, and the neckline of her white t-shirt suddenly opened, revealing a pair of pink and plump breasts.

"Oh, right,"

Wei Xiaoyu slapped his forehead, the image of those plump breasts still lingering in his mind. He chuckled foolishly, reluctant to leave, and lingered as he walked away. "Looks like it's because you're so beautiful, I couldn't help but follow you."

"Pfft..."

Seeing the boy's sincere words, Xu Yiqiu felt a surge of affection, her heart filled with joy, yet also a touch of natural shyness. She covered her mouth with her slender hand and smiled softly, her rosy face even more charming.

But she was no ordinary girl from a humble family; she was a professional woman close to the center of power. Occasionally, a kind and innocent beauty would flash in her gestures, but deep down, she had already acquired the temperament of a leader. Therefore, the blend of innocence and authority made her a woman's charm all the more enviable.

"Sister looks even more beautiful when she smiles,"

Wei Xiaoyu praised as the elevator doors closed.

What an interesting child. Xu Yiqiu thought to herself, her serene and beautiful smile lingering, seemingly erasing all the fatigue from Secretary Fang's inspection.

But as the elevator ascended, getting closer to her home, her smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of loneliness and melancholy…

Wei Xiaoyu leaned softly against the marble wall, the lingering fragrance of the voluptuous young woman still haunting him.

Suddenly, he saw another elevator slowly descending, knowing his mother was coming down, and he hurriedly fled out of the lobby.

Standing before him was a stunningly beautiful woman, tall, with short hair, a devilish figure, and almond-shaped eyes staring at him.

Good heavens, his mother was trying to hunt him down! He could escape going upstairs, but he couldn't escape going downstairs.

This was none other than the bodyguard my maternal grandfather had personally instructed my second uncle, who worked for the Ministry of State Security, to choose for my mother. Her real name was unknown, but her ID card read Chen Ruoyan, implying her swift and agile movements.

"Sister Yan, always leave a way out, so you can meet again in the future, don't you think?"

Wei Xiaoyu guessed his mother was about to exit the elevator.

Chen Ruoyan stared coldly at him, pressing her long, slender, snow-white fingers together, the cracking sound unusually eerie.

Forcing her way in was definitely out of the question; she had to resort to a more unconventional approach.

"Sister Yan, I suppose I'll have to show you my ultimate move today."

He assumed a horse stance, focused his energy, and made a Bagua diagram with his hands, pushing forward, but his momentum vanished. "You might as well handcuff me."

The incomparably cold and beautiful Chen Ruoyan couldn't help but smile, casually reaching out to grab his shoulder.

"I'll grab!"

Wei Xiaoyu suddenly extended his claws with lightning speed, faster than a stealthily maneuver... and accurately grabbed at Chen Ruoyan's soft, yielding breasts...

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