[My mom got messed up because of my exam] [Part 2] [Author: Enjoying It] [The End]

I felt like I'd become a nymphomaniac. Whether
at the market or a department store, whenever I saw a man, I couldn't help but steal glances at their crotches, guessing the size and shape of their genitals. If the opportunity arose, I'd even fantasize about the pleasurable sensation of them penetrating me. As a result, my underwear was always soaking wet whenever I went out.
"Ugh! What should I do? I feel like vomiting!"
After the affair, my body became incredibly sensitive. Even an unintentional touch while using the toilet or showering would trigger unbearable itching and a sudden surge of desire. I, who rarely masturbated, started masturbating frequently, but the more I masturbated, the stronger my lust became. A few times I couldn't resist asking my husband for sex, but he always gave me perfunctory responses, failing to satisfy me. After one or two times, I preferred to masturbate rather than ask my husband. After all, it's better to take care of it myself than to be stuck in this state!
"Damn it! It's all that old man's fault!"
Whenever I couldn't resist my lust and masturbated, I would habitually complain about the old man. To be honest, I was initially afraid that he would get carried away and become persistent. But once he actually kept his promise and disappeared without a trace, I felt my self-esteem was hurt and I was resentful. I angrily cursed in my heart, "Hmph! What's wrong with him? He clearly drools over me, but what kind of gentleman is he? He made me so eager, and then just
washed his hands of it. What kind of person is he?" That day, I was watching TV at home when my lust suddenly flared up again. I thought that since no one was home, I lifted my skirt and started rubbing my private parts through my underwear. As I rubbed, I fantasized about making love with the old man; my lower body quickly became wet, and the pleasure grew stronger and stronger. Masturbation combined with fantasy felt just like real life. The old man's thick penis really felt so good!
The sudden sound of the door opening startled me. I hurriedly pulled down my skirt, pretending nothing was wrong. But the urgent urge to urinate, brought on by tension, aroused intense pleasure. The moment my son entered was also the moment I trembled with ecstasy.
"Mom, are you watching TV? This is my classmate, Lin Libin."
"Hello, Auntie!"
my son greeted casually, leading his classmate into the room, completely unaware that his mother was in the throes of intense pleasure. But when his classmate Lin Libin greeted me, there was a clear glint in his eyes. Had he noticed something?
I returned to my bedroom, my mind racing. The mirror on the dressing table immediately gave me the clear answer. I was dressed casually at home, wearing only a t-shirt and no bra. My excitement from masturbation hadn't subsided, and my nipples were still erect on my 36F breasts. How could that thin t-shirt possibly conceal my cleavage?
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
"Auntie, this is Lin Libin, Guowei's classmate!"
"Oh, are you looking for Xiaowei? He's out, not home."
"Auntie, I'm not looking for Xiaowei, I'm looking for you!"
"Looking for me? What's up?"
"Auntie, you're so sexy! I fell in love with you the moment I saw you that day, I'm going to pursue you!" "...You child...how could you say that...don't talk nonsense..." "Hehe~~Auntie, I'm not talking nonsense, although I'm young, I'm not small, I can definitely make you feel good!" I angrily hung up the phone, I could hardly believe my ears; how could kids these days be like this? Just as I was sighing to myself, the doorbell rang again. I picked up the intercom and just said "hello" when I heard Lin Libin shout into the receiver: "Auntie, open the door quickly, it's me!"
"You brat, what do you want?"
I was too lazy to pay attention to him and didn't want to open the door, but he kept pestering me, calling and ringing the doorbell. I was annoyed by him and thought, "I'll open the door and let you in, so what? You're not really going to rape me, are you?"
"Haha~~ Heaven helps those who help themselves, Auntie, you finally let me in!" Lin Libin entered, grinning, and handed me a bouquet of roses, then immediately knelt on the floor as if acting. I was both angry and amused, and for a moment, I really didn't know what to do with him. I thought, "Since you love acting, I'll let you act to your heart's content!" So I sat on the sofa reading the newspaper, letting him perform. After a while, he said pitifully, "Auntie, my legs and knees are sore from kneeling, and I need to pee, can I get up and go to the toilet?" "
Get up if you want, I didn't tell you to kneel!"
He pretended to get up, rubbed his knees and kicked his legs, and then walked towards the bathroom as if he knew the way well. But he didn't come out for half an hour! I was puzzled, wondering what he was up to, so I called out loudly in the living room. I called out to him for ages, but he didn't utter a sound, which infuriated me. I stormed to the bathroom and pounded on the door. To my surprise, the door was ajar; it opened immediately after my knock.
"Huh! Where did he go? Why is nobody here?"
The bathroom was empty, which was completely unexpected. I stood there, bewildered, my heart pounding.
"Haha~~ Auntie, I'm here!"
The voice clearly came from my bedroom, which only fueled my anger. I went into the bedroom, but he was still nowhere to be seen. However, judging from the closed curtains and the air conditioning being on, it was obvious this guy had planned this all along.
"What are you up to? Get out here!"
"Hehe~~ Auntie, I'm behind you!"
I jumped in fright, and before I could even turn around, my feet were off the ground as he swept me up from behind. I kicked and struggled desperately, and he stumbled, losing his balance, and fell onto the bed with me in his arms. Only then did I realize with a start that he was completely naked, already stripped of all his clothes.
"I'm old enough to be your mother, don't do this!" "Hehe~~ Auntie, you're so sexy and alluring, even if you were my mother, I'd still fuck you!" "You're crazy, let me go!" "Auntie, stop pretending. You were clearly masturbating that day, that idiot Xiao Wei couldn't tell. I'm not like him." I struggled, trying to persuade him, but he ignored me, instead becoming even more aggressive. I'd recently been aroused by the old man, and my ability to resist the opposite sex was relatively weak. Now, being entangled by him naked, I couldn't help but feel weak and aroused. In the struggle, my t-shirt and skirt were stripped off one by one, leaving only my underwear, which had been pulled down to my ankles, a symbolic, feeble attempt at survival.
"Auntie, don't struggle anymore, you're all wet down there, let me love you properly!" He pushed me down from behind, pinning me face down on the bed, his hands encircling my breasts and kneading them, his hard penis rubbing against my buttocks. I had already given up resisting, but my mouth was still panting as I cried out, "No...no...stop it!"
The mirror on the dressing table clearly reflected the scene on the bed. A handsome young man, naked, was lying on the back of a middle-aged woman. The young man was thin and muscular, his penis erect and firm; the woman was full and sexy, her large breasts swaying back and forth. The young man, eager to pluck the flower, charged and thrust, seeking his paradise; the woman, yearning for love, hesitated, dodging and weaving, deep in thought. One came, the other went, a cacophony of breaths and desire; sweat poured, fluids flowed, what harm was there in the union of yin and yang?
I had no strength left to struggle, so I resigned myself to my fate and gave up, letting him do as he pleased. He proudly displayed his erect penis, boasting, "Auntie, do you think mine is big enough? Is it good enough to make you feel good?" I closed my eyes in shame, but couldn't resist my curiosity, secretly peeking inside. There it was: veins bulging, standing erect, clearly quite large; a large head and thick body, obviously hard—a treasure for any woman.
I secretly compared it to the short old man; it wasn't as big as my husband's, but about the same size. However, judging by its imposing presence, it was definitely far harder than both my husband and the old man. This comparison made me involuntarily want it.
Then, as if by prior arrangement, he thrust his hips forward, pressing his hard penis against my vulva.
"Auntie, you're mine now!"
He yelled excitedly, and with a "plop," he thrust all the way in. I felt a surge in my lower body, and suddenly felt incredibly refreshed. I sighed inwardly, "Ah! When love comes, you can't stop it! I lost my virginity to a man in his sixties last month, and today I'm being with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old..."
His fierce, storm-like thrusts interrupted my thoughts, igniting my passion. He charged in like a wild beast, completely lacking in technique, but that primal, brutal method gave me a strange sense of pleasure. He hurt me, but he also made me feel incredibly good. I groaned, raising my legs high, wantonly welcoming his madness.
"Oh...oh...Auntie...I'm coming...uh..." The young man was more courageous than composed; just as I was reaching my peak, he had already ejaculated powerfully. After ejaculating, he deflated like a punctured balloon, quickly going limp and slipping out. Though I was in excruciating pain, my desire was still burning, but I could only remain silent and endure the torment of lust. After all, I was much older than him, and I had to maintain a certain level of composure!
"Auntie, you're not satisfied yet, are you?... It's okay, I'll get up in a minute..." "No need! You should hurry up and get dressed and go home!" My words seemed to ignite his rebellious passion. He suddenly pressed my head down, grabbed his penis, and shoved it into my mouth.
"Quick!... Blow it up for me until it's hard!... I'm going to fuck you to death..." He looked agitated and hysterical. I was a little scared, so I obediently began to blow it up for him. His penis quickly swelled and hardened in my mouth, instantly returning to its former state. He triumphantly pulled his penis out of my mouth and hurriedly inserted it into my wet vagina.
"Ah... That's good..."
I sighed contentedly, feeling my empty and thirsty vagina come back to life. Having just finished his second round of training, he was exceptionally fierce and powerful. His heavy thrusts made my whole body shake, and his deep penetration brought me immense pleasure. A warm current gradually grew in my lower body, and I knew I was about to enter paradise.
"Ding-dong~~~ Ding-dong~~"
The sudden doorbell rang, startling us both. He almost immediately went limp, and I trembled all over, cold sweat pouring down my back.
"Oh no! What should I do... what should I do... this is terrible!"
After a brief moment of panic, I pushed him away, grabbed a bathrobe, and headed to the living room. I frantically thought, "My husband and son both have keys, they shouldn't ring the doorbell, right?" "Who is it?" "Madam, there's a registered letter. Please bring your seal to the management center to collect it." I put down the intercom, my legs so weak I could barely stand. This guy, he scared me to death!
"Auntie... are you alright... I need to go back..."
Lin Libin, already dressed, was still shaken, peeking out from behind the sofa, his voice trembling as he asked.
"It's alright, you should go back now!"
He scurried away like a thief, ending his daring tryst.
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[The End]

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