The Call of Love

Since my husband's death, my life had been empty, lonely, and utterly boring. Unexpectedly, I met him by chance during a trip, which led to a tragic encounter.

We had a relationship that went beyond friendship, ending my widowhood.

A little over a year ago, my husband passed away from a brain tumor.

This caused me great grief and depression for a while, but fortunately, he left behind a considerable fortune, ensuring a comfortable life and easing my worries.

Because life was so monotonous and lonely, my mother-in-law suggested I sign up for a group tour.

My daughter, in high school, and my son, in middle school, also urged me to get away

for a while. So, I accepted their suggestion and decided to go on a trip.

I met him on the tour bus. We were seated in the same row; mine was by the window, and his was by the aisle.

He politely introduced himself, saying that after graduating from university, he worked for a company, and this was a special vacation after completing a year of service. He was traveling alone to relieve the stress and fatigue of the year.

Looking at him, he was quite handsome and robust, a very likeable and mature young man.

Traveling alone, I felt rather lonely, so having a young man of the opposite sex to chat with wasn't bad!

Thus, we became close friends despite our age difference, sitting side-by-side on the tour bus, chatting animatedly while enjoying the scenery.

His witty conversation further increased my positive feelings towards him.

His name was Wen Jianguo, twenty-seven years old, single and unmarried.

And me? A widow in her early forties, sixteen or seventeen years older than him.

But somehow, it seemed as if we were destined to meet, causing ripples to stir in my heart, which had almost become a still well. My desire stirred, and my lower body became itchy and wet.

This inexplicable feeling stirred within me—unconsciously—a sudden urge to seduce him, to make him my lover.

Let me experience what it's like to be young and vigorous, full of youthful energy, passion, wildness, ruggedness, and strength—what a different kind of pleasure it offers! After all, I've been a widow for over a year, and I've done right by him!

I still have a long life ahead of me, and I simply cannot endure this loneliness and emptiness any longer!

There's a saying: "Thirty is manageable, forty is the hardest, and fifty is the worst." This describes the most painful and unbearable time for women at this age when they lose their partner.

Many may consider this an exaggeration and dismiss it.

However, for married women who have experienced sexual intimacy for ten or twenty years, the pain of sudden cessation is something outsiders can never truly understand or feel.

Of course, there are women who die as widows, but the amount of determination and endurance they mustered, the countless nights of torment and suffering from sexual desire they endured—this is something not every widow could do or bear.

I, however, could not do it, could not endure it.

Because in my blood lies an innate passion, a wildness, and a latent lustful, strong desire.

Without male comfort for a long time, I would surely die of thirst and despondency.

To die in such torment would be utterly worthless; I might as well open my heart and enjoy myself.

That night, instead of joining the other group, we stayed at the same hotel.

He suggested we have dinner, drinks, and chat in his room, and I gladly accepted!

This was exactly what I wanted! I thought—if we stayed in the same room, what would others think of our relationship?

Judging by our age and appearance, we really looked like a "mother and son"! Who cares! Let others think and feel what they want!

We ate, drank, and chatted. To be honest, this was the happiest and most joyful meal I'd had with a man since my husband passed away over a year ago. It made me feel exhilarated, as if I were reliving my girlhood, indulging in the joys of romance. We continued

until we were both full and slightly tipsy.

"Auntie, I'm so happy and joyful today! I never expected to meet you on my trip. Not only did you give me a wonderful companion during this lonely journey, but we also hit it off immediately and had a wonderful chat. Thank you so much for relieving my loneliness and boredom during the trip. Thank you even more for having dinner, drinks, and chatting with me."

"Mr. Wen! Please don't be so polite. I'm the one who should be thanking you for treating me to dinner and drinks and chatting with me, which also relieved my loneliness and boredom during the trip."

"Alright, alright, let's not be so polite. You're an elder, and we should treat you well."

"Look at you, telling me not to be polite, but you're being even more polite."

"I'm sorry, I misspoke, okay!"

"Hmm, that's more like it!" I said, feigning a bit of girlish coquettishness.

"Auntie! Why are you traveling alone? Why aren't your husband and children traveling with you?"

"My husband passed away over a year ago from a malignant brain tumor. I was so lonely and bored at home that I joined a tour group to get away and clear my head. My two children are in school and can't come with me, so I'm traveling alone."

"Oh! I see. I'm sorry, Auntie! I brought up your painful past."

"It's alright. He's been dead for over a year. I've already grieved enough. There's nothing left to be sad about. As the saying goes, 'Death is death, death is the end.' Everything is over! This world belongs to the living, not the dead. We living people have the right to enjoy the beauty of life. Don't you think so, young man?"

"Auntie is absolutely right. I feel the same way. Life is only a short few decades long. If we don't enjoy it, we'll have wasted our time in this wonderful world. We'd be complete fools, idiots, working so hard every day without any enjoyment. What's the point of living?"

"You're absolutely right. So what do you do after work?"

"After work, I mostly stay in my rented apartment, watching TV or reading books and magazines. Sometimes I go to a movie or have a couple of drinks to kill time."

"Why don't you invite your girlfriend out for a walk or a chat?"

"Auntie! I don't have a girlfriend yet!"

"What? You don't have a girlfriend? I don't believe it. With your handsome and dashing appearance, and your college degree, how could you not have a girlfriend? No matter what you say, I won't believe it."

“Really, I’m not lying to you, Auntie! I’m a young man who has just entered society. I have no financial foundation at all, and my family’s circumstances are not very good.

I am the eldest son, and I have many younger siblings, so I have to send half of my monthly salary home to help support the family. The trip I was able to take was only possible because I received a bonus for outstanding work performance.”

"Dating a girlfriend costs money everywhere. Besides sending half my salary home, I don't have much left. I still have to pay rent and living expenses, so where would I get the extra money to date? Anyway, I'm still young. I can wait a few more years until my financial situation is better before dating!"

After hearing his explanation, I felt inexplicably excited. It turned out that this big boy in front of me didn't even have a girlfriend. He might even be a virgin.

My heart was already stirred by lust, and the alcohol I had just drunk was still lingering in my blood, which made me bolder. Without hesitation or restraint, I asked clearly and bluntly:

"Young man! So you're saying you've never been in contact with a woman before, and you've never experienced what it's like to be with a woman?"

"Yes, Auntie! I've never been in contact with a woman before, and I don't know what it's like to be with a woman. Tonight is the first time I've eaten, drunk, and chatted with you!"

"Really? You're not lying to me?" "

It's true, believe it or not, Auntie, are you a woman?"

"Of course I'm a woman! Why do you ask?"

"I've never seen a woman's naked body before, I don't know what it looks like. Auntie, can I see?"

"That's too embarrassing, and—Auntie isn't young anymore, my figure isn't as slender and beautiful as a young girl's!" Although I said that, secretly I wanted to experience this 'virgin man's' unique charm!

"It's okay! Auntie, let me see!"

"No! I'm embarrassed!"

"Then I'll show you mine, and you show me yours, okay?"

"Okay!" "I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree. Actually, I was using a 'playing hard to get' tactic.

In fact, I hadn't seen or played with a man's 'penis' for over a year, and I really wanted to see if his was the one I wanted

. As soon as he heard I agreed, he happily and hurriedly stripped naked, standing before me. His penis, thick, long, and enormous, looked like it was about to explode—it certainly didn't disappoint.

The glans was as big as a child's fist, purplish-red and shiny, with prominent veins. The entire penis was erect, almost touching his lower abdomen!

'Wow! My God!' I couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. What a magnificent, hard, thick, long, and enormous 'penis'! This was the thing I had dreamed of, the thing I had longed for.

My precious treasure! I had truly obtained what I had prayed for.

I couldn't help but reach out and grasp it.

'Wow!' " "So thick, so hard, so hot, my little hands could barely hold it. I tested its length, 'Good heavens!' It was at least eight inches long. I tried to move it with my hand, but it wouldn't budge, standing straight and hard, like an iron rod.

No! Iron rods are hard, but they're cold.

But this one was hard and hot, like a red-hot iron rod, full of life and vitality.

My heart was pounding in my chest. My eyes were glued to his erect penis. I never imagined his penis would be so 'spectacular,' twice as thick and long as my dead husband's.

My heart skipped a beat, and I cupped that 'big club' in both hands and stroked it. The grooves on that fleshy mound, the barbs on it, were thick and hard, just like a big mushroom on top.

I really couldn't put it down, so I squatted down, brought my face close, and rubbed it back and forth on my cheek."

“Auntie! I’ve already shown you mine! Why won’t you show me?”

“I—I—am shy!”

“That’s not fair! I’ve already shown you mine, and I’m not shy, so why are you shy? If you don’t show me, then I won’t show you either, I’m going to put my clothes on!”

“Fine! You little devil, Auntie will show you!” I had no choice but to show him.

So, I stood up and took off all my clothes until I was completely naked.

He stared intently at my naked body and between my legs, at the thick, dark pubic hair.

I also stared at his genitals, noticing that his penis was even more erect, high, and hard, as if it might burst at any moment.

Wen Jianguo was also stunned by the sight of this middle-aged beauty, her voluptuous, snow-white, sexy, and mature body!

“Wow!” "What a sexy and alluring body! So beautiful and radiant, like a blooming flower, dazzling and radiant, a masterpiece of God.

A pair of snow-white, plump, and high breasts, brownish-red nipples the size of grapes, bright red areolas, a flat abdomen with fine gray wrinkles, a deep navel, and a large patch of thick, black pubic hair covering the entire mons pubis, obscuring the view below.

" "Auntie! I can't see clearly! Let me see more clearly, okay?"

he said, forcefully trying to spread my legs.

I cried out, "Ah...no...don't..."

Ignoring my cries, he picked me up and laid me on the bed. He then got on the bed himself, adopting a 69 position, admiring and playing with each other's genitals.

"Auntie! I want to really, really admire your big, plump hole."

"Ah!" "I'm so embarrassed... I'm so ashamed... There's nothing to see... You... You... Don't look..."

"What's so embarrassing? There's no one else in the room, Auntie! Don't be embarrassed! Spread your legs wider, let me see more clearly! Please! Please!"

I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree: "Okay! Look all you want!"

My legs parted wide, completely exposing my mysterious "private parts" to him.

He smiled happily, bringing his face close to my legs and gently parting the two "petals" beneath my thick pubic hair with both hands. He not only parted the "

petals" but also kept stroking them and the thick pubic hair, making me tremble and get goosebumps.

I felt somewhat shy on one hand, and inexplicably excited on the other. Judging from his expression, I knew he was just as excited as I was. He was breathing heavily, his hot breath constantly spraying onto my mons pubis.

"Little brother! Let me see your thing more closely... Auntie... I haven't seen a man's thing for over a year!" "

His penis, standing before me, was indeed quite magnificent. Truly befitting a young man, it was firm, strong, and erect, possessing the imposing presence and spirit of a warrior who could hold off ten thousand. It was a fine treasure, a fine 'meat stick.'

Seeing it filled me with joy, excitement, and a surge of desire. I rubbed it against my cheek, caressed it, and cherished it. Because it had been so long since I had touched a man's genitals, my excitement gradually intensified.

Just looking and touching it wasn't enough; it wasn't stimulating enough.

So—without hesitation, I began to suck and lick it.

'Ah…ah…Auntie…' he groaned.

I took his 'big meat stick' deep into my mouth, then gently stirred, sucked, and licked his glans with my tongue, in and out, swallowing and releasing his shaft."

A strange, intense urge and stimulation made me lick and suck his penis incessantly, without tiring of it, my interest surging.

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...Auntie...you're really something...oh..."

He was probably experiencing this for the first time, shouting with joy. His large glans became slippery in my mouth, and some secretions seeped out. I sucked and licked it relentlessly, enjoying it immensely.

"Wow! So comfortable, so satisfying. I...I've never tasted anything like this before...Auntie...dear Auntie...you're really my dear Auntie...flesh Auntie...it's so beautiful..." he exclaimed again.

His fingers continued to caress my wet "petals" and pubic hair, and I continued to lick and suck his penis.

But deep down, I longed to insert it into my "flower house" as soon as possible, to fill it, to satisfy it. In my heart, I cried out, "I want it... I want it inside me..."

Suddenly, he pressed his hands against my head, panting, "Auntie! Don't lick... don't suck anymore... I can't take it anymore..."

Seeing the expression on his face and hearing his cries, I knew he was approaching climax and about to ejaculate. Ignoring his cries, I sucked desperately.

"Ah... Auntie... dear Auntie... I... I ejaculated..."

A thick, hot stream of semen shot out, filling my mouth, which I swallowed without hesitation.

"Ah... dear auntie... so beautiful... so comfortable... your oral skills are amazing..."

I spat out his now-softened penis, first licking off the semen that covered it with my tongue, then gently stroking it in my hand, asking, "Jianguo, was it comfortable just now? Did it hurt?"

"Dear auntie! So comfortable, so pleasurable, your oral skills are truly amazing, so wonderful. Now it's my turn to repay your 'gift' just now, let you experience my oral skills too!"

After he finished speaking, he brought his mouth to my vulva, licking, sucking, and biting with a fierce and passionate momentum, occasionally plunging his tongue deep into my vagina to stir it.

Ah! That's when I have strong desires, but no man comes to relieve them for me, and I can't suppress or control them anymore. I use my fingers to masturbate, achieving intense pleasure, especially when he gently bites my clitoris with his teeth, it's even more unbearably itchy.

"Oh...oh...Jianguo...you little devil...stop licking...Auntie...it's so itchy...it's killing me...I can't stand it anymore...ah...don't bite...it's so sore...you...you're teasing...teasing Auntie to death...you're...teasing me to death...oh..."

I was saying one thing, while my buttocks were desperately raised and thrusting towards his mouth, yearning for his tongue to go deeper and stimulate me more.

This made me tremble all over, a wonderful feeling of complete ecstasy, waves of passion and pleasure, nourishing my "flower room" that had been almost dried up for more than a year.

From the tip of his tongue, he gave me waves of pleasure, quickly overwhelming me. My "petals" that hadn't been caressed by a man for more than a year were bursting forth like a flood, flowing out a lot of lustful fluid, unstoppable, all of which he swallowed!

At this moment, I was blindly pursuing this wave of pleasure.

I was intoxicated by the exhilarating passion, and I accepted any strange movements or tricks he made without hesitation.

Because, in this wonderful wave of excitement, I was almost going crazy.

"Wow! My God!"

The young man was amazing, so cute, and so captivating. His penis, which had just ejaculated, became hard and erect again after being stroked by my delicate hand.

"Jianguo! Good boy…don't…don't lick…don't bite…don't suck anymore…quickly…quickly put your big cock…into Auntie's…little hole…Auntie…is so itchy…I can't hold back…good boy…be good…quickly…quickly…put it in…"

Seeing my expression and wanton state, Jianguo was also aroused, his penis swelling.

So he jumped off the bed, grabbed a large pillow, and placed it under my plump buttocks.

He spread my legs apart and raised them, standing on the edge of the bed in a "pushing the cart" position. He held his large penis and first used the head of his penis to grind against my clitoris.

The grinding made my whole body incredibly itchy, a mixture of sour, numb, and tingling sensations. It was both pleasurable and uncomfortable.

Especially the hollow feeling in my mons pubis, which was indescribable.

"Good Jianguo! My dear son... my sweetheart... Auntie... my little fat hole is so itchy... my whole body is so uncomfortable... stop grinding... stop teasing me... Auntie really... can't hold back anymore... hurry... hurry and put it in... please... my little darling..." I couldn't help but cry out.

Jianguo also felt that if he didn't give me a good hard time now, I would hate him for the rest of my life.

So, he aimed at my hairy and sexy red vaginal opening and thrust forward with force. With a "plop!", the head of his penis entered.

"Ouch...oh my god...it hurts...it hurts so much..."

"Auntie! Does it hurt a lot?"

"Yes! My little darling, that sudden thrust from you just now really hurt me. Now that you're still, it's much better. Be gentler later. My auntie's pussy has never been penetrated by a cock as big as yours before, especially since I've been a widow for over a year, so my vagina is naturally much tighter. My sweetheart! You have to cherish Auntie, okay? My good boy."

"Auntie! I will cherish you! When we play later, if you tell me to go fast, I'll go fast; if you tell me to go slow, I'll go slow; if you tell me to go lightly, I'll go lightly; if you tell me to go hard, I'll go hard. I'll do whatever you say, okay?" After saying that, she lowered her head and kissed my mouth deeply.

"That's what Auntie's good boy is like, my good son. Come on! Be gentle."

"Okay." Upon hearing this, Jian Guo thrust his buttocks forward forcefully, and his big cock went in about three inches more.

“Ah! Baby…stop…stop…it hurts so much…it hurts so much inside Auntie’s vagina…it’s so swollen…”

Upon hearing this, Jian Guo immediately stopped moving, looked at my pained face, and asked,

“Auntie! How many children have you had?”

“I’ve had a boy and a girl, why are you asking this?”

“Physiologically speaking, Auntie has already had two children, so her vagina should be looser. Why is your big, fleshy vagina still so tight? That’s strange.”

“What’s so strange about that? The physiological structures of men and women are different from person to person.

Little baby! Do you know? Men’s penises vary in thickness and length, some have large glans, some have small pointed ones.

Women’s mons pubis varies in size and shape, labia can be thick or thin.

Vaginal walls can be loose or tight, vaginas can be deep or shallow, and so on.”

“Hmm! I didn’t know there were so many differences. So, what type of mons pubis does Auntie’s mons pubis belong to?”

"Auntie's mons pubis is the type that's plump and round, with thick labia, tight vaginal walls, and a deep vagina."

"So, is my penis suitable for Auntie's mons pubis?"

"My little darling, my good son, your penis couldn't be more suitable."

"Why? Auntie, please tell me, let me know the reason."

"My sweetheart! Your penis is the treasure every woman dreams of. Do you know that, darling?"

"That's why I asked you! Auntie, stop keeping me in suspense! Tell me already!"

"My good son! Your penis is not only thick, long, and huge, but it's also more sinewy than fleshy, with a large head and a sharp base, and thick, hard, and protruding edges, just like a big mushroom. My

little darling! Women need a big penis like yours to feel pleasure, comfort, satisfaction, and pleasure when it's inserted." I explained to him patiently.

"What's the reason? Every man has a penis, so can't he still make a woman feel satisfied?"

"My dear! That's where you're wrong. Although every man has a penis, each one is different.

Only a thick one like yours can give a feeling of fullness when inserted. Only a long one can reach all the way in, hitting the uterus, and producing an orgasm.

A penis with thick, hard, and protruding glans can produce infinite pleasure by rubbing the tender flesh of the vaginal walls during penetration.

Especially a penis with more sinew than flesh can be powerful, vigorous, and long-lasting when penetrating."

"I understand, but I don't fully grasp it yet."

"Okay! Let me explain it to you in a simpler way. For example, some men are tall and fat, looking very strong, but actually their muscles are loose and flabby, without any strength.

Another type of man is neither fat nor fat, but strong and robust, with firm muscles. You can tell at a glance that he is strong and muscular; his muscles are like bronze and iron bones, full of strength.

Think about it, the difference between the latter's 'muscles' and the former's 'muscles' is enough to distinguish the superior and inferior. Do you understand now?"

"I completely understand, Auntie! Your analysis is excellent, truly based on experience. You've helped me understand women's mentality. It turns out that women like men's penises to be thick, long, large, hard, and strong, so that they can feel comfortable, satisfied, and enjoy pleasure!"

"Of course! Need I say more? What woman doesn't like a thick, long, big, hard, powerful, and long-lasting penis? Who would like a soft, weak, and useless cock that's all show and no substance? My little darling! If a woman meets a cock like yours, after you've fucked her, she'll love you madly, insanely, and obsessively for the rest of her life, you know that? Darling, come on! I've been so busy talking that I've neglected the important matter. Auntie's pussy is itchy again... Hurry up and fuck me..." "

Okay! Auntie." Jian Guo agreed, then pushed my legs between my breasts, making my mons pubis more prominent, and with another push, he penetrated about three inches more.

"Oh dear! It's so full... my good son... Auntie feels so... so full... and it hurts so much... I really don't know... what it feels like... it hurts... it itches... it's sore... and it's so full..."

"Auntie! I still have more than two inches left to go in, just a little while... when it's all in... Auntie will know what it feels like!"

Hearing him say that he still had more than two inches left, I felt both happy and scared. If I really swallowed his eight-inch-long, two-inch-thick cock completely, I really didn't know what it would feel like! How could my little hole possibly handle it?

But I didn't care anymore, "it's better to die from fullness than from starvation," besides, my purpose was to have him relieve my sexual hunger. If I was afraid of "dying," wouldn't I be betraying my original intention? What was the point of me coming out to relax? What was the point of my boredom?

So, I wiggled my plump buttocks and cried out in a wanton voice, "Baby! Good boy... hurry... hurry and thrust it in hard... let... let Auntie eat... eat the whole thing... have some fun... relieve the itch... quench the hunger... quench the thirst... my little darling... baby..."

Hearing my lewd cries and the seductive expression on my face, Jian Guo could no longer resist.

He thrust again, all the way in, his large glans reaching my cervix, stimulating my whole body to tremble. My vagina tightened suddenly, and a gush of fluid involuntarily gushed out.

"Oh... it's killing me... it's... it feels so good..."

Jian Guo felt his large glans being tightly enveloped by my cervix, being sucked and released, making him feel incredibly comfortable and pleasurable.

So he thrust in and out with great force, each thrust reaching the very root, each one hitting the flesh, fiercely and bravely thrusting dozens of times in succession.

His relentless thrusting brought me immense pleasure, and I involuntarily swayed my plump buttocks to meet his vigorous pumping.

Each powerful slam sent a shiver through me, plunging me into a state of heightened excitement and ecstasy, until I wept with joy.

It was no wonder; I had been a widow for over a year, long deprived of the pleasures of love! It had been far too long since I had enjoyed the caresses and affection of a man!

Tonight, I had rediscovered the taste of sex, experiencing the full force of a thick, long, and enormous penis—the virility of a handsome young man, brimming with energy and strength.

The sensual pleasures of lovemaking, the joy of intimacy, that I had almost forgotten, were returned to me. How could I not be overwhelmed with ecstasy, weeping with joy, tears streaming down my face as I reveled in his pleasure?

I cried out, swayed, arched my back, and moved, pressing my mons pubis and his large penis even closer together.

My juices, like a river bursting its banks, gushed forth in waves, overflowing like a flood.

"Little darling…good son…you're truly Auntie's precious darling…you've sent me to heaven…it's so pleasurable I'm…going crazy…my little husband…my little lover with the big cock…you…you fuck me to death…I'm so happy…ah…ah…I…I've come again…"

Jian Guo, watching the lewd scene and hearing the sounds of pleasure, was stimulated like a hungry tiger descending a mountain, ready to devour its prey.

He exerted all his strength, thrusting and pumping frantically, his large glans striking my clitoris like raindrops. The "plop! plop" sounds of his thrusting were incessant, a symphony of sexual intercourse that made me feel like I was dying of pleasure, my soul leaving my body, as if floating in the clouds, desperately needing to grasp something to hold onto, to feel fulfilled.

“Oh… my little darling… my little husband… Auntie… this is the first time I’ve tasted such… such a wonderful feeling… you… you quickly put my legs down… press down on me… let Auntie hug you… kiss you… hurry… hurry up…”

Upon hearing this, Jian Guo hurriedly put down my legs, then carried me to the center of the bed, leaped onto my body, and his big penis immediately entered my mons pubis. I hugged him tightly with both hands, my legs wrapped tightly around his strong waist, twisting my plump buttocks.

“Little darling… move faster… Auntie wants you to thrust hard… thrust hard… hold Auntie tighter… that way I feel fulfilled… and real… my dear son… my little husband… my good flesh…”

Jian Guo was held tightly by me, his chest pressing against my pair of soft yet firm, elastic, full and plump breasts.

His large penis was inserted into my tight mons pubis, hot and wet. The feeling of warmth, tightness, wetness, and slipperiness was so comfortable and pleasurable.

Especially the sensation of my clitoris biting the glans, the sucking and licking sensation, was indescribable.

His penis was twisted and throbbed with pain, and he felt restless.

So—he relentlessly thrust and pounded, attacking my little castle in the pubic hair.

And me? When my husband was alive, although he wasn't very old (forty-seven), he was weak and had a brain tumor. From the onset of the disease until his death, it had been more than two years since we had experienced the pleasures of sex. Moreover, my husband's

penis was short, his energy was insufficient, and his stamina was lacking. Even if he managed to get into the act, he couldn't last even three minutes before giving up and collapsing completely. It was truly disheartening and infuriating.

The young man I was currently making love with was not only handsome and dashing, but also possessed a magnificent penis and was a fearless young man.

His powerful virility made me feel like I was being thrust into heaven and earth, every limb and bone aching utterly. A strange, sweet pleasure permeated my heart; how could I not love him to the core?

"My little darling…my dear husband…Auntie is about to…be killed by your penetration…you…you're really going to kill me…my sweetheart…I'm coming again…oh…I'm going to…I'm going to…I'm going to…I'm going to die from…oh…"

Later—in a daze—I was jolted awake by his rapid, powerful, thick, and hot semen, which shot into the depths of my womb.

It was truly an earth-shattering, agonizing, and life-or-death battle.

I felt incredibly comfortable and utterly satisfied.

He warmed my body and soul, filled my emptiness, and quenched my thirst.

He was so incredibly adorable that I couldn't help but hug him tightly and kiss his lips and face passionately.

"Jianguo! My little darling, you're so wonderful, Auntie loves you so much, so much!"

"Auntie, I love you too! Auntie! Was it comfortable and pleasurable just now?"

"Mmm! So comfortable and pleasurable, Auntie has never felt so comfortable and pleasurable before!"

"Really?" "Yes

, really." "

So, was Auntie satisfied?"

"Satisfied! Satisfied! Auntie is so satisfied!"

"Then let's get some sleep and rest first, and later I'll give Auntie even more comfortable and pleasurable pleasure, okay? Kiss Auntie."

"Of course! My darling, my good son, my little husband."

The young man's body was wonderful, so captivating, and made me love him even more.

That night, we made love twice more, making me infatuated with him and unable to extricate myself.

The next day, we stayed in the same room again, indulging in the pleasures and sweetness of sex day and night.

We were inseparable—on the bed, on the sofa, on the carpet, in the bathroom—cuddling and kissing, licking, sucking, and biting each other's sensitive areas.

Then, whether sitting, standing, lying down, kneeling, or prone, we each used our strengths, employing various positions and techniques of thrusting and sitting, freely enjoying ourselves and indulging in the ultimate pleasure.

It truly felt like the sentiment: "I envy not the immortals, but the loving couple; when there is joy, I will enjoy it to the fullest!"

During our week-long trip, except for the first day, these six days allowed us to experience a more beautiful and romantic pleasure than those of newlyweds on their honeymoon.

Because—we were two 'adulterers.' 'Adultery' is forbidden by law, far more mysterious and interesting than legal relationships, not only tense but also exciting, giving 'adulterers' an indescribable sense of excitement and satisfaction.

Why do men always feel that "the grass is always greener on the other side"?

And why do women always feel that "other men are better than their husbands"?

Their purpose is nothing more than wanting to experience "what it's like to be with a woman other than your wife"? Is she really "sweeter" than your wife?

How energetic is a man other than your husband? Is he "better" than your husband?

The man before me (Wen Jianguo) is, of course, a hundred times, a thousand times better than my deadbeat husband! So we finished once, and then made love again and again until our limbs were weak and we were exhausted.

This was a "feast of lust" I had never experienced before. I truly hoped that we would never be separated and could live together—how wonderful that would be!

However, in reality, it was impossible. I had children, a mother-in-law, and he was so young, not to mention I was seventeen or eighteen years older than him.

Happy days seem to fly by. Before we knew it, a week-long trip had come to an end. Tonight was our last night together. After a passionate and intense lovemaking session, we rested briefly before launching into another fierce battle. It felt like tomorrow would be the end of the world, and we didn't want it to end.

"All good things must come to an end," and we exchanged phone numbers before reluctantly parting ways and heading home.

Since breaking my vow of celibacy and indulging in some "meat," I've been constantly thinking about him since returning home. I haven't been able to eat or drink, I'm restless and unable to sit still, and I can't sleep at night. My vagina is unbearably itchy. I finally endured it for a week, but I couldn't take it anymore. I was about to call his office when, to my surprise, he called!

I was so excited and overjoyed!

We met at the agreed-upon coffee shop. After finishing our coffee, we eagerly found a hotel, went into the room, and immediately embraced, kissing passionately. Then we undressed, lay on the bed together, and caressed each other's bodies.

"My darling! I thought you'd forgotten about this old lady! Auntie has been waiting day and night, and today I finally received a call from my precious little darling."

"Auntie! How could I forget you? A beauty as stunning as you is someone I could only dream of! Especially since you bring me such supreme pleasure and enjoyment in life, I'm destined to love you for life!"

"Really? My darling, you're not lying to me, are you?" I was so happy I almost jumped for joy.

"Really, if Auntie doesn't believe me, I swear to you."

"My darling, don't swear, of course Auntie believes you!" As soon as I heard him about to swear, I quickly covered his mouth with my hand, preventing him from making the vow.

"Seriously, Auntie! You absolutely can't tell from your face and body that you're a woman in your early forties. I believe that even ten years from now, when you're in your early fifties, all the young men will still be fantasizing about you.

They might even masturbate to you to satisfy their fantasies when they can't have you!"

"You're going to kill me! That's incredibly awful! What do you mean, that I'll still be fantasizing about young men in my early fifties? Wouldn't that make me some kind of bewitching old vixen?"

"Not 'old witch' or 'vixen,' those are just terms used by wives to insult women who bewitch their husbands.

But you really are captivating, Auntie! Especially the way your little plump hole sucks my big glans—it's amazing!

I'm completely mesmerized by that suction technique. It's only been a week, and I've missed you day and night. I

couldn't resist today, so I called right away to invite you out for another get-together.

Auntie! You're simply a rare and sexy beauty!"

"I'm not coming! You naughty Jian Guo, you're making fun of me! I hate you so much!

If I had married a few years earlier, I could have given birth to you, you could be your mother! And you dare to bully me! You're such a hateful little devil!

I… I don't know how to curse you enough to vent my anger." I feigned nonchalance, but secretly I was delighted.

"Oh dear! My dear aunt, my dear mother, please don't be angry. I was just teasing you. If you get angry, your sexy and alluring body will break your heart. Come on! Let your son use his big cock to insert into your mother's little fat hole where I was born, and properly apologize to you, okay? My dear mother."

"You rascal! If you really are my biological son, how can you insert into your mother's little fat hole? Isn't that incest? That's outrageous."

"You said that if I got married a few years earlier, I could have a child like me!"

"Sweetie! That was a metaphor! Think about it, I'm sixteen or seventeen years older than you. In today's modern society, there are many fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls who are either unmarried or married mothers. Could I have given birth to you? It's not that I'm taking advantage of you! Right?"

"Right! I think that when men and women make love, regardless of their social status or age difference, the goal is to enjoy the climax. Of course, the more intimate and passionate they are, the better, so they can experience a truly wonderful experience! Don't you think so, dear Mom?"

"Yes, you're absolutely right! Then we really look like 'mother and son' now!"

"Dear Mom! Now, do you want 'son's' big cock to go inside 'mother's' little fat hole?"

"Why wouldn't I want it? My dear son, 'Mommy's' little plump hole is welcoming 'Son's' big cock!"

And so this fake mother and son, their act turned real, enjoyed the pleasures of love!

From then on, we frequently met for trysts, even though there was a significant age difference between us. He became like my lover and my little husband.

Every time we met, we would inevitably enjoy a passionate and pleasurable sexual encounter.

My daughter, a high school sophomore, would be taking her college entrance exams in a year, but her English and math weren't very good. Therefore, I wanted to ask Jianguo to be her tutor.

My motivation was mainly a latent desire within me; I hoped to meet him often, under the guise of tutoring, which would also keep my mother-in-law in the dark, allowing him to come into my home and, depending on the opportunity, enjoy our lovemaking.

Little did I know that my plan would completely backfire.

Jianguo came to my house every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evening to tutor my daughter, and on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday evenings, he would invite me to his rented place for our lovemaking.

When he and his daughter were doing their homework, I always stayed away to avoid disturbing them.

Before I knew it, Jianguo had been tutoring my daughter for over three months. That evening, my mother-in-law went to stay with her daughter for a few days, and my son was going on a school camping trip and wouldn't be home for three days. I went out shopping as usual, but returned earlier than usual.

I opened the door carefully, afraid of disturbing their homework. After entering the living room, I suddenly heard moans and panting coming from my daughter's room. Being an experienced person, I recognized those sounds as the excited sounds of lovers making love.

I was shocked. I tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open a crack to peek.

Jianguo and my daughter were naked, embracing each other, making love passionately and wildly.

They were making excited moans, oblivious to everyone else.

I was furious, but I didn't have the courage to catch them in the act. So, amidst my daughter's frequent moans, I turned and left her room, returning to my own and lying on the bed, sulking.

Unexpectedly, my daughter and I both had sexual relations with the same man—a man I seduced, whom I love to the core, and who satisfies my sexual desires.

I wanted to quit my tutoring job and cut ties with him, but—I couldn't bear to part with him, nor could I live without his thick, long, and enormous penis to fill the 'bottomless pit' in my heart. My sex drive is too strong; a regular-sized penis is simply not enough, let alone satisfy me! After

much deliberation, I came up with a 'win-win-win' solution.

The next night, I went to his place, and we had our usual passionate encounter.

After resting for a while, I told him about what I had witnessed the previous night—him having sex with my daughter—and asked him if what had happened was right, and what his plans were for my daughter and me in the future.

“Dear Mom! I know it shouldn't have been, but your daughter is just as alluring and sexy as you.

She said she likes me and loves me, which made me fall in love with her too, and that's why I did what I did last night. Dear Auntie, dear Mom, please forgive me!”

“So, which one of us, mother and daughter, is better? Who do you truly love?”

“You're both good, I love you both.”

“Hey! That's a very straightforward answer. Both are good, I love you both, but there has to be one to compare, right?”

"Dear Mother! If you insist on making a comparison, then I'll be frank.

Your daughter's beauty is like a budding flower, while your beauty is like a fully bloomed flower, both are captivating.

As for your daughter's vagina, it's like a ripe green apple, a little astringent. But your mother's plump vagina is like a ripe peach, sweet and juicy, tender and delicious.

I still prefer yours, my dear Mother, plump, juicy, and incredibly skilled peach. Your daughter's vagina, besides being a bit tight, is also a 'fat hole' because she doesn't have any internal strength.

Your mother's plump vagina is not only tight and small, but also has abundant moisture, and her internal strength is superb, much better than your daughter's. It's more enjoyable, comfortable, and pleasurable to play with. Of course, I like you more, I love you more! My dear Mother."

"So, what are your plans for the future of us, mother and daughter?"

"This... I... I..."

I saw that he couldn't answer for a moment, and I knew that he couldn't choose between me and my daughter.

"This...what...I know you're having trouble deciding, but I have a 'win-win-win' solution.

I won't interfere with your lovemaking with my daughter, but you must abide by a few rules.

First: you can't get her pregnant. Second: no one else can know about your affair. Third: she absolutely cannot know about my relationship with you. Fourth: the dates and times of your rendezvous with me cannot coincide with the dates and times of your rendezvous with her.

After all, we are mother and daughter; it would be incredibly awkward and embarrassing if we were to have sex with the same man.

If you two truly love each other, I won't object to your marriage, but you must never let her know about our relationship, and you must keep it a secret from her, continuing to provide your mother with emotional and sexual comfort. Can you agree to these conditions?"

"My dear mother, of course I agree! Only a fool wouldn't agree to such good conditions! I'm so happy, so joyful!"

"You little devil! You're truly my destined little nemesis, my little nemesis. I've even sacrificed my daughter for you. Now we'll see how you treat us, mother and daughter! You've gotten all the benefits, of course you're happy and carefree."

"Thank you, dear mother! Your son will take good care of you and serve you well from now on."

"Hmm! That's my good son, my little darling, my heart and soul."

After arranging this 'win-win-win' plan, in this contradictory and absurd situation, we reignited our passion

. In the midst of joy, we reached several climaxes, and in a state of complete satisfaction, we ended this pleasurable rendezvous.

I've become deeply infatuated with him, treating him like my husband, like someone addicted to psychedelic drugs!

I can't live without him to satisfy my sexual needs!

I, as a mother, am also a woman! Unable to control my own sexual desires, how could I possibly discipline my daughter, who was just beginning to experience puberty and was experiencing

the stirrings of love? Therefore, I had no choice but to use a swift and decisive approach to achieve a "win-win-win" situation and resolve this "major event."

Since my husband's death, my life had been empty, lonely, and utterly boring. Unexpectedly, during a trip, I had a chance encounter with him, which led to this ill-fated relationship.

A relationship beyond friendship developed between us, ending my widowhood.

A little over a year ago, my husband passed away from a brain tumor.

This caused me considerable grief and depression for a while, but thankfully he left behind a substantial fortune, ensuring a comfortable life and easing my worries.

Because life felt too monotonous and lonely, my mother-in-law suggested I sign up for a group tour.

My daughter, in high school, and my son, in middle school, also encouraged me to get away

for a while. So, I accepted their suggestion and decided to go on a trip.

I met him on the tour bus. Our seats were in the same row; mine was by the window, and his was by the aisle.

He politely introduced himself, saying he worked for a company after graduating from university and this was a special vacation after a year of service, so he was traveling alone to relieve the stress and fatigue of the year. He

was quite handsome and robust, a very charming and mature young man.

Traveling alone, I felt rather lonely. It wouldn't be bad to chat with a young man of the opposite sex!

So we became close friends despite our age difference, sitting side-by-side on the tour bus, chatting animatedly while enjoying the scenery.

His witty conversation further increased my attraction to him.

His name was Wen Jianguo, twenty-seven years old, single and unmarried.

And me? A widow in her early forties, sixteen or seventeen years my junior.

But somehow, it felt like we were destined to be together. My heart, which had been almost still, suddenly stirred with ripples, and my desire arose, even my private parts became itchy and wet.

This inexplicable feeling—unconsciously—instantly stirred within me the desire to seduce him, to make him my lover.

Let me experience what it's like to be a young, strong man, full of youthful energy, passion, wildness, ruggedness, and valor—what kind of thrill awaits? What unique pleasures await? Anyway, I've been a widow for over a year now, and I've done right by him!

I still have a long way to go in my life, and if I continue to suffer this loneliness and emptiness, I simply can't bear it anymore!

There's a saying: "Thirty is easier, forty is the hardest, and fifty is the worst." This describes the most painful and unbearable time for women at this age when they lose their partner.

Many may consider this an exaggeration and dismiss it.

However, for married women who have experienced sexual intimacy for ten or twenty years, the pain of sudden cessation is something outsiders can never understand or feel.

Of course, there are women who die as widows, but the determination and endurance they mustered, the countless nights of torment and suffering from sexual desire they endured—this is something not every widow can do or bear.

I, I cannot do, I cannot bear.

Because my blood naturally contains passion, boldness, and a latent element of lust and strong desire.

Without male comfort for a long time, I would surely grow thirsty, wither, and die.

To die in such torment would be utterly pointless; I might as well open my heart and enjoy myself.

That night, instead of joining the other group, we stayed at the same hotel.

He suggested we have dinner, drinks, and chat in his room, and I gladly accepted!

This was exactly what I wanted! I thought—if we were sharing a room, what would people think of our relationship?

Judging by our age and appearance, we really looked like a "mother and son"! But who cares! Let them think what they want!

We ate, drank, and chatted. To be honest, this was the happiest and most joyful meal I'd had with a man since my husband passed away over a year ago. It made me feel exhilarated, as if I were reliving my girlhood, indulging in the joys of romance. We continued

until we were both full and slightly tipsy.

"Auntie, I'm so happy and joyful today! I never expected to meet you on my trip. Not only did you give me a wonderful companion during this lonely journey, but we also hit it off immediately and had a wonderful chat. Thank you so much for relieving my loneliness and boredom during the trip. Thank you even more for having dinner, drinks, and chatting with me."

"Mr. Wen! Please don't be so polite. I'm the one who should be thanking you for treating me to dinner and drinks and chatting with me, which also relieved my loneliness and boredom during the trip."

"Alright, alright, let's not be so polite. You're an elder, and we should treat you well."

"Look at you, telling me not to be polite, but you're being even more polite."

"I'm sorry, I misspoke, okay!"

"Hmm, that's more like it!" I said, feigning a bit of girlish coquettishness.

"Auntie! Why are you traveling alone? Why aren't your husband and children traveling with you?"

"My husband passed away over a year ago from a malignant brain tumor. I was so lonely and bored at home that I joined a tour group to get away and clear my head. My two children are in school and can't come with me, so I'm traveling alone."

"Oh! I see. I'm sorry, Auntie! I brought up your painful past."

"It's alright. He's been dead for over a year. I've already grieved enough. There's nothing left to be sad about. As the saying goes, 'Death is death, death is the end.' Everything is over! This world belongs to the living, not the dead. We living people have the right to enjoy the beauty of life. Don't you think so, young man?"

"Auntie is absolutely right. I feel the same way. Life is only a short few decades long. If we don't enjoy it, we'll have wasted our time in this wonderful world. We'd be complete fools, idiots, working so hard every day without any enjoyment. What's the point of living?"

"You're absolutely right. So what do you do after work?"

"After work, I mostly stay in my rented apartment, watching TV or reading books and magazines. Sometimes I go to a movie or have a couple of drinks to kill time."

"Why don't you invite your girlfriend out for a walk or a chat?"

"Auntie! I don't have a girlfriend yet!"

"What? You don't have a girlfriend? I don't believe it. With your handsome and dashing appearance, and your college degree, how could you not have a girlfriend? No matter what you say, I won't believe it."

“Really, I’m not lying to you, Auntie! I’m a young man who has just entered the workforce, with no financial foundation whatsoever, and my family’s circumstances aren’t great either.

I’m the eldest son, and I have many younger siblings, so I have to send half of my monthly salary home to help support the family. This trip was only possible because I received a bonus for outstanding work performance.

Dating a girlfriend costs money everywhere. Besides sending half my salary home, I don’t have much left. I also have to pay for rent and living expenses, so where would I find the extra money to date? Anyway, I’m still young. I can wait a few more years until my financial situation improves before dating!”

After hearing his explanation, I felt an inexplicable excitement. This young man in front of me didn't even have a girlfriend; he might even be a virgin.

Already feeling aroused, and with the lingering effects of the alcohol I'd just drunk, I became bolder and asked without hesitation or restraint:

"Young man! So you've never been with a woman before, never experienced what it's like to be with a woman?"

"Yes, Auntie! I've never been with a woman before, and I don't know what it's like to be with a woman. Tonight is the first time I've eaten, drunk, and chatted with you!" "Really

? You're not lying to me?"

"It's true, believe it or not, Auntie, are you a woman?"

"Of course I'm a woman! Why do you ask?"

"I've never seen a woman's naked body before. Auntie, can I see it?"

"That's so embarrassing, and besides—I'm not young anymore, my figure isn't as slender and pretty as a young girl's!" I said, but actually, I was already eager to taste this 'virgin man's' charm!

"It's okay! Auntie, let me see!"

"No! I'm too embarrassed!"

"Then I'll show you mine, and you show me yours, okay?"

"Alright!" I couldn't resist him, so I had to agree. Actually, I was using the tactic of 'playing hard to get.'

In fact, I hadn't seen or played with a man's 'penis' for over a year, and I really wanted to see if his was as I imagined, if it suited my taste.

As soon as he heard me agree, he happily and hurriedly took off his clothes, standing naked in front of me. His thick, long, and huge penis looked like it was about to explode, and it certainly didn't disappoint me.

The glans was as big as a child's fist, purplish-red and shiny, with prominent veins. The entire penis was erect and almost touching his lower abdomen!

"Wow! My God!" I couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. What a magnificent, hard, thick, long, and enormous 'meat stick'! This was the thing I had always dreamed of and longed for. My precious

treasure! My prayers had finally come true.

I couldn't help but reach out and grasp it.

"Wow!" It was so thick, so hard, so hot; my small hand could barely hold it. I tested its length. "Good heavens!" It was at least eight inches long. I tried to move it with my hand, but it didn't move. It was straight and hard, like an iron rod.

No! An iron rod, though hard, is cold.

But this one was hard and hot, like a red-hot iron rod, full of life and vitality.

My heart was pounding in my chest. My eyes were glued to his erect, thick penis. I never imagined it would be so "spectacular"—twice as thick and long as my dead husband's.

My heart skipped a beat, and I cupped that "giant club" in both hands and stroked it. The grooves and barbs on that mound of flesh were thick and hard, like a giant mushroom atop it.

I was so fond of it that I squatted down, brought my face close, and rubbed it against my cheek.

“Auntie! I’ve already shown you mine! Why won’t you show me?”

“I—I—am shy!”

“That’s not fair! I’ve already shown you mine, and I’m not shy, so why are you shy? If you don’t show me, then I won’t show you either, I’m going to put my clothes on!”

“Fine! You little devil, Auntie will show you!” I had no choice but to show him.

So, I stood up and took off all my clothes until I was completely naked.

He stared intently at my naked body and between my legs, at the thick, dark pubic hair.

I also stared at his genitals, noticing that his penis was even more erect, high, and hard, as if it might burst at any moment.

Wen Jianguo was also stunned by the sight of this middle-aged beauty, her voluptuous, snow-white, sexy, and mature body!

"Wow!" What a sexy and alluring body! So beautiful and radiant, like a blooming flower, dazzling and radiant—a masterpiece of God.

A pair of large, firm, snow-white breasts, large, grape-like, brownish-red nipples, bright red areolas, a flat abdomen with fine gray wrinkles, a deep navel, and a large, thick patch of pubic hair covering the mons pubis, obscuring the view below.

"Auntie! I can't see clearly! Let me see more clearly, okay?"

he said, forcefully spreading my legs.

I cried out, "Ah...no...don't..."

Ignoring my cries, he lifted me up and laid me on the bed. He then joined me in a 69 position, admiring and playing with each other's genitals.

“Auntie! I want to take a good, careful look at your big, fat pussy.”

“Ah! How embarrassing… I’m so ashamed… There’s nothing to see… You… You… Don’t look…”

“What’s there to be ashamed of? There’s no one else in the room, Auntie! Don’t be shy! Spread your legs wider so I can see more clearly! Please! Please!”

I couldn’t resist him, so I had to agree: “Okay! Look all you want!”

My legs spread wide, completely exposing my mysterious “private possession” to him.

He smiled happily, brought his face close to my legs, and gently parted the two “petals” under my thick pubic hair with both hands.

He not only parted the “petals” but also kept stroking them and the thick pubic hair, making me tremble and get goosebumps.

I felt a mix of shyness and inexplicable excitement. Judging from his expression, I knew he was just as excited as I was. He was breathing heavily, his hot breath constantly spraying onto my mons pubis.

"Little brother! Let me see your thing more closely... Auntie... I haven't seen a man's thing for over a year!"

His penis, before me, was indeed quite magnificent. True to his youth, it was firm, strong, and erect, possessing the imposing presence and spirit of a warrior, a truly fine treasure, a fine "flesh rod."

Seeing it filled me with joy, inexplicable excitement, and a surge of desire. I rubbed it against my cheek, caressing and cherishing it. Because it had been so long since I'd touched a man's genitals, the excitement gradually intensified.

Just looking and touching wasn't enough; it wasn't stimulating enough.

So—without hesitation, I began to suck and lick it.

"Ah... ah... Auntie..." he groaned.

I took his 'big cock' deep into my mouth, then gently stirred, sucked, and licked his glans with my tongue, in and out, swallowing and releasing his shaft.

A strange, intense urge and stimulation made me keep licking and swallowing his penis, never tiring of it, my interest surging.

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...Auntie...you really know how...oh..."

He was probably experiencing this for the first time, and he shouted with joy. His large glans became slippery in my mouth, and some secretions seeped out. I sucked and licked it tirelessly, enjoying it immensely.

"Wow! So comfortable, so pleasurable. I... I've never tasted anything like this before... Auntie... Dear Auntie... You're really my dear Auntie... Flesh Auntie... So beautiful..." he exclaimed again.

His fingers continued to caress my wet "petals" and pubic hair, and I continued to lick and bite his penis.

But deep down, I longed to insert it into my "flower house" as soon as possible, to fill it and satisfy it. In my heart, I cried out, "I want it... I want it inside me..."

Suddenly, he pressed his hands against my head, panting, "Auntie! Don't lick... don't suck anymore... I can't take it anymore..."

Seeing the expression on his face and hearing his cries, I knew he was approaching climax and about to ejaculate. Ignoring his cries, I sucked desperately.

"Ah... Auntie... dear Auntie... I... I ejaculated..."

A thick, hot stream of semen shot out, filling my mouth, which I swallowed without hesitation.

"Ah... dear auntie... so beautiful... so comfortable... your oral skills are amazing..."

I spat out his now-softened penis, first licking off the semen that covered it with my tongue, then gently stroking it in my hand, asking, "Jianguo, was it comfortable just now? Did it hurt?"

"Dear auntie! So comfortable, so pleasurable, your oral skills are truly amazing, so wonderful. Now it's my turn to repay your 'gift' just now, let you experience my oral skills too!"

After he finished speaking, he brought his mouth to my vulva, licking, sucking, and biting with a fierce and passionate momentum, occasionally plunging his tongue deep into my vagina to stir it.

Ah! That's when I have strong desires, but no man comes to relieve them for me, and I can't suppress or control them anymore. I use my fingers to masturbate, achieving intense pleasure, especially when he gently bites my clitoris with his teeth, it's even more unbearably itchy.

"Oh...oh...Jianguo...you little devil...stop licking...Auntie...it's so itchy...it's killing me...I can't stand it anymore...ah...don't bite...it's so sore...you...you're teasing...teasing Auntie to death...you're...teasing me to death...oh..."

I was saying one thing, while my buttocks were desperately raised and thrusting towards his mouth, yearning for his tongue to go deeper and stimulate me more.

This made me tremble all over, a wonderful feeling of complete ecstasy, waves of passion and pleasure, nourishing my "flower room" that had been almost dried up for more than a year.

From the tip of his tongue, he gave me waves of pleasure, quickly overwhelming me. My "petals" that hadn't been caressed by a man for more than a year were bursting forth like a flood, flowing out a lot of lustful fluid, unstoppable, all of which he swallowed!

At this moment, I was blindly pursuing this wave of pleasure.

I was intoxicated by the exhilarating passion, and I accepted any strange movements or tricks he made without hesitation.

Because, in this wonderful wave of excitement, I was almost going crazy.

"Wow! My God!"

The young man was amazing, so cute, and so captivating. His penis, which had just ejaculated, became hard and erect again after being stroked by my delicate hand.

"Jianguo! Good boy…don't…don't lick…don't bite…don't suck anymore…quickly…quickly put your big cock…into Auntie's…little hole…Auntie…is so itchy…I can't hold back…good boy…be good…quickly…quickly…put it in…"

Seeing my expression and wanton state, Jianguo was also aroused, his penis swelling.

So he jumped off the bed, grabbed a large pillow, and placed it under my plump buttocks.

He spread my legs apart and raised them, standing on the edge of the bed in a "pushing the cart" position. He held his large penis and first used the head of his penis to grind against my clitoris.

The grinding made my whole body incredibly itchy, a mixture of sour, numb, and tingling sensations. It was both pleasurable and uncomfortable.

Especially the hollow feeling in my mons pubis, which was indescribable.

"Good Jianguo! My dear son... my sweetheart... Auntie... my little fat hole is so itchy... my whole body is so uncomfortable... stop grinding... stop teasing me... Auntie really... can't hold back anymore... hurry... hurry and put it in... please... my little darling..." I couldn't help but cry out.

Jianguo also felt that if he didn't give me a good hard time now, I would hate him for the rest of my life.

So, he aimed at my hairy and sexy red vaginal opening and thrust forward with force. With a "plop!", the head of his penis entered.

"Ouch...oh my god...it hurts...it hurts so much..."

"Auntie! Does it hurt a lot?"

"Yes! My little darling, that sudden thrust from you just now really hurt me. Now that you're still, it's much better. Be gentler later. My auntie's pussy has never been penetrated by a cock as big as yours before, especially since I've been a widow for over a year, so my vagina is naturally much tighter. My sweetheart! You have to cherish Auntie, okay? My good boy."

"Auntie! I will cherish you! When we play later, if you tell me to go fast, I'll go fast; if you tell me to go slow, I'll go slow; if you tell me to go lightly, I'll go lightly; if you tell me to go hard, I'll go hard. I'll do whatever you say, okay?" After saying that, she lowered her head and kissed my mouth deeply.

"That's what Auntie's good boy is like, my good son. Come on! Be gentle."

"Okay." Upon hearing this, Jian Guo thrust his buttocks forward forcefully, and his big cock went in about three inches more.

“Ah! Baby…stop…stop…it hurts so much…it hurts so much inside Auntie’s vagina…it’s so swollen…”

Upon hearing this, Jian Guo immediately stopped moving, looked at my pained face, and asked,

“Auntie! How many children have you had?”

“I’ve had a boy and a girl, why are you asking this?”

“Physiologically speaking, Auntie has already had two children, so her vagina should be looser. Why is your big, fleshy vagina still so tight? That’s strange.”

“What’s so strange about that? The physiological structures of men and women are different from person to person.

Little baby! Do you know? Men’s penises vary in thickness and length, some have large glans, some have small pointed ones.

Women’s mons pubis varies in size and shape, labia can be thick or thin.

Vaginal walls can be loose or tight, vaginas can be deep or shallow, and so on.”

“Hmm! I didn’t know there were so many differences. So, what type of mons pubis does Auntie’s mons pubis belong to?”

"Auntie's mons pubis is the type with a plump mons pubis, thick labia, tight vaginal walls, and a deep vagina."

"So, is my penis suitable for Auntie's mons pubis?"

"My little darling, my good son, your penis couldn't be more suitable."

"Why? Auntie, please tell me, let me know the reason."

"My sweetheart! Your penis is the treasure every woman dreams of. Do you know that, darling?" "

That's why I'm asking you! Auntie, don't keep me in suspense! Tell me quickly!" "

My good son! Your penis is not only thick, long, and large, but it's also more sinewy than fleshy, with a large head and a sharp base, and thick, hard, and protruding edges, like a large mushroom."

"My darling! Women need a big cock like yours to feel pleasure, comfort, satisfaction, and pleasure when it goes in." I explained to him patiently.

"Why is that? Every man has a cock, and can't he still make a woman feel pleasure and satisfaction?"

"My darling! That's where you're wrong. Although every man has a cock, each one is different.

Only a thick one like yours can give a feeling of fullness when it goes in. Only a long one can reach all the way in, reaching the uterus, and produce an orgasm.

A thick, hard, and protruding glans can produce endless pleasure when the edges rub against the tender flesh of the vaginal walls during penetration.

Especially a penis with more sinew than flesh can be powerful, vigorous, and long-lasting when it goes in."

"I understand, but I don't quite get it."

"Okay! Let me explain it to you in simpler terms." For example, some men are tall and fat, looking very strong, but in reality, their muscles are loose and flabby, lacking any strength.

Another type of man is neither fat nor thin, but strong and robust, with firm muscles; you can tell at a glance that he is powerful and muscular, his muscles as strong as bronze and iron.

Think about it, the difference between the latter's 'muscles' and the former's 'muscles' clearly shows the difference in quality. Do you understand now? "

I completely understand, Auntie! Your analysis is excellent, truly based on experience. You've helped me understand women's mentality. It turns out that women like men's penises to be thick, long, large, hard, and strong, so that they can feel comfortable, satisfied, and enjoy pleasure!"

"Of course! Need I say more? What woman doesn't like a thick, long, large, hard, strong, and long-lasting penis? Who would like a soft, weak, and easily defeated, good-looking but useless penis? My little darling!" If a woman encounters a penis like yours, after being penetrated by you, she will definitely love you madly, insanely, and obsessively for the rest of her life, you know that? Darling, come on! I was so busy talking that I neglected the important matter. Auntie's pussy is itchy again... hurry up and insert it... "

"Okay! Auntie." Jian Guo agreed, then pushed my legs between my breasts, making my mons pubis more prominent, and with another push, he entered about three inches.

"Oh! It's so swollen... good son... Auntie feels so... so swollen... and it hurts so much... I really don't know... what it feels like... it hurts... it itches... it's so sore... and it's so swollen..."

"Auntie! I still have more than two inches left to go in, wait a while... when it's all in... Auntie will know what it feels like!" "

When I heard him say that there were still more than two inches left to go in, I felt both excited and scared. If I really swallowed his eight-inch-long and two-inch-thick cock all the way in, I really didn't know what it would feel like. How could my little hole possibly handle it?

I didn't care about that anymore. 'Better to die from being bloated than from starvation.' Besides, my purpose was to have him relieve my sexual hunger. If I was afraid of 'dying,' wouldn't I be betraying my original intention? What was the point of me coming out to relax? What was the point of relieving my boredom?

So, I twisted my fat buttocks and cried out, 'Baby! Good boy... hurry... hurry and thrust it in hard... let... let Auntie eat... eat a whole one... have some fun... relieve the itch... relieve the hunger... quench the thirst... my little darling... baby...'" "

Upon hearing my lewd moans and the seductive expression on my face, Jian Guo could no longer resist.

He thrust again, penetrating me all the way in, his large glans reaching my cervix. The stimulation sent shivers through my body, my vagina tightened violently, and a gush of fluid involuntarily gushed out.

'Oh...it's killing me...and...it feels so good...'" "

Jianguo felt his large glans being tightly enveloped by the flower-like center of his uterus, sucking and releasing with each contraction, bringing him immense pleasure and delight. He

then began thrusting in and out with great force, each stroke reaching the very root, each time penetrating the flesh, fiercely and vigorously thrusting dozens of times in succession.

His relentless assault made me feel incredibly comfortable, and I involuntarily swayed my plump buttocks to meet his vigorous thrusts.

Each time he slammed into me, my whole body trembled, putting me in a state of high excitement, floating on air, and I wept with joy.

This was understandable; I had been a widow for over a year, and had long forgotten the taste of flesh! It had been far too long, far too long..." I've enjoyed the caresses and pleasure of the opposite sex before!

Tonight, I've rediscovered the pleasures of love, experiencing such a thick, long, and enormous "meat stick"—a handsome young man, full of vigor, energy, and strength.

He has restored the sensual pleasures of lovemaking that I had almost forgotten for so long. How could I not feel ecstatic, overjoyed, and weeping with pleasure, tears streaming down my face as I revel in his love?

I cried out, swayed, arched, and moved, making my mons pubis and his large penis fit together even more tightly. My

juices flowed like a river bursting its banks, overflowing in waves.

"Little darling…good son…you are truly my precious darling…you've sent me to heaven…it's so pleasurable I'm…going crazy…my little husband…my little lover with the big cock…you…you fuck me to death…I'm so happy…ah…ah…I…I've come again…" "

Jianguo's eyes were fixed on the lewd behavior, his ears filled with the sounds of lust, arousing him like a hungry tiger descending a mountain, ready to devour its prey.

He exerted all his strength, thrusting and pounding relentlessly, his large glans striking my clitoris like raindrops, that 'plop!'" The sounds of thrusting were incessant, a symphony of sexual intercourse that filled me with ecstasy, making me feel as if my soul had

left my body, floating in the clouds, desperately needing to grasp something to hold onto, to feel fulfilled. "Oh... my little darling... my little husband... Auntie... this is the first time I've tasted such... such a wonderful feeling... you... you quickly put my legs down... press down on me... let Auntie hug you... kiss you... hurry... hurry..."

Upon hearing this, Jian Guo hurriedly put my legs down, then carried me to the center of the bed, leaping onto my body, his large penis immediately penetrating my mons pubis. I held him tightly with both hands, my legs wrapped tightly around his strong waist, twisting my plump buttocks.

"Little darling... move... Auntie wants you to thrust hard... thrust hard... hold Auntie tighter... that's how I feel fulfilled... and real... my dear son... my little husband... my good flesh..." "

Jianguo was held tightly in my arms, his chest pressing against my large, firm, and incredibly elastic breasts.

His large penis was inserted into my tight mons pubis, warm and wet, the feeling of warmth, tightness, wetness, and slipperiness was so comfortable and pleasurable.

Especially the sensation of my clitoris biting and sucking on his glans, the feeling was indescribable.

His penis was twisted and throbbed with pain, feeling restless and unsatisfied.

So—he relentlessly thrust and pounded, attacking my little castle in the bushes of hair.

And me? My husband..." Although he wasn't very old (forty-seven years old) when he was alive, he was frail and suffered from a brain tumor. From the onset of the disease until his death, it had been more than two years since he had experienced sexual intercourse.

Moreover, her husband's penis was small, his energy was insufficient, and his stamina was lacking. Even if he managed to engage in intercourse, he couldn't last even three minutes before giving up and collapsing completely. It was truly disheartening and infuriating.

The young man she was currently having intercourse with was not only handsome and dashing, but also possessed a good penis and was a fearless young man.

His powerful masculinity penetrated me, making me feel incredibly good, every part of my body felt amazing, a strange sweetness that went straight to my heart. How could I not love him to the bone?

"My little darling... my dear husband... Auntie is about to be... you're going to kill me... you... you're really going to kill me... my sweetheart... I'm coming again... oh... I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm going to die from... oh..."

Later—in a daze, I was jolted awake by his rapid, powerful, thick, and hot semen shooting into me, drop by drop, deep into my womb.

It was truly an earth-shattering, agonizing, life-or-death battle.

I felt incredibly good, utterly satisfied.

He warmed my body and soul, filled my emptiness, and quenched my thirst.

He was so adorable, I couldn't help but hold him tightly in my arms, kissing his lips and face passionately.

"Jianguo! My little darling, you're so wonderful, Auntie loves you so much, so much!"

"Auntie, I love you too! Auntie! Was it comfortable and pleasurable just now?"

"Mmm! So comfortable and pleasurable, Auntie has never felt so comfortable and pleasurable before!"

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"So, is Auntie satisfied?"

"Satisfied! Satisfied! Auntie is so satisfied!"

"Then let's get some sleep and rest first, and later I'll give Auntie even more comfortable and pleasurable pleasure, okay? My dear Auntie."

"Of course! My darling little baby, my good son, my little husband."

The young man's body is truly wonderful, so captivating, and I love him even more.

That night, we made love twice more, making me infatuated with him beyond measure.

The next day, we still stayed in the same room, day and night, fully enjoying the pleasure and sweetness of intercourse.

No matter the location—on the bed, sofa, carpet, or in the bathroom—we cuddled and kissed, caressing each other. We licked, sucked, and bit each other's sensitive spots.

Then, whether sitting, standing, reclining, lying down, kneeling, or prone, we each used our strengths, engaging in various positions and styles of intercourse, indulging in unrestrained pleasure.

It truly felt like the sentiment: "I envy not the immortals, but the mandarin ducks; when there is joy,

I will enjoy it to the fullest!" During our week-long trip, except for the first day, these six days allowed us to enjoy a more beautiful and romantic experience than any newlywed couple on their honeymoon.

Because—we were two 'adulterers.' 'Adultery' is illegal, far more mysterious and interesting than legal relationships, not only tense but also exciting, giving the 'adulterer' an indescribable sense of excitement and satisfaction.

Why do men always feel that "the grass is always greener on the other side"?

Women often feel that "other men are better than their husbands."

Their purpose is nothing more than wanting to experience "what it's like to be with a woman other than your wife." Is she really "more appealing" than your wife?

How energetic is a man other than your husband? Is he "better" than your husband?

The man before me (Wen Jianguo) is, of course, a hundred times, a thousand times better than my deadbeat husband! So, after we finished one round, we made love again and again until our limbs were weak and we were exhausted.

This was a "feast of lust" I had never experienced before. I truly longed to stay with him and live together—how wonderful that would be!

However, in reality, it was impossible. I had children, a mother-in-law, and he was so young, not to mention I was seventeen or eighteen years older than him.

Happy days seem to fly by. Before we knew it, a week-long trip had come to an end. Tonight was our last night together. After a passionate and intense lovemaking session, we rested briefly before launching into another fierce battle. It felt like tomorrow would be the end of the world, and we didn't want it to end.

"All good things must come to an end," and we exchanged phone numbers before reluctantly parting ways and heading home.

Since breaking my vow of celibacy and indulging in some "meat," I've been constantly thinking about him since returning home. I haven't been able to eat or drink, I'm restless and unable to sit still, and I can't sleep at night. My vagina is unbearably itchy. I finally endured it for a week, but I couldn't take it anymore. I was about to call his office when, to my surprise, he called!

I was so excited and overjoyed!

We met at the agreed-upon coffee shop. After finishing our coffee, we eagerly found a hotel, went into the room, and immediately embraced, kissing passionately. Then we undressed, lay on the bed together, and caressed each other's bodies.

"My darling! I thought you'd forgotten about this old lady! Auntie has been waiting day and night, and today I finally received a call from my precious little darling."

"Auntie! How could I forget you? A beauty as stunning as you is someone I could only dream of! Especially since you bring me such supreme pleasure and enjoyment in life, I'm destined to love you for life!"

"Really? My darling, you're not lying to me, are you?" I was so happy I almost jumped for joy.

"Really, if Auntie doesn't believe me, I swear to you."

"My darling, don't swear, of course Auntie believes you!" As soon as I heard him about to swear, I quickly covered his mouth with my hand, preventing him from making the vow.

"Seriously, Auntie! You absolutely can't tell from your face and body that you're a woman in your early forties. I believe that even ten years from now, when you're in your early fifties, all the young men will still be fantasizing about you.

They might even masturbate to you to satisfy their fantasies when they can't have you!"

"You're going to kill me! That's incredibly awful! What do you mean, that I'll still be fantasizing about young men in my early fifties? Wouldn't that make me some kind of bewitching old vixen?"

"Not 'old witch' or 'vixen,' those are just terms used by wives to insult women who bewitch their husbands.

But you really are captivating, Auntie! Especially the way your little plump hole sucks my big glans—it's amazing!

I'm completely mesmerized by that suction technique. It's only been a week, and I've missed you day and night. I

couldn't resist today, so I called right away to invite you out for another get-together.

Auntie! You're simply a rare and sexy beauty!"

"I'm not coming! You naughty Jian Guo, you're making fun of me! I hate you so much!

If I had married a few years earlier, I could have given birth to you, you could be your mother! And you dare to bully me! You're such a hateful little devil!

I… I don't know how to curse you enough to vent my anger." I feigned nonchalance, but secretly I was delighted.

"Oh! My dear aunt, my dear mother, please don't be angry. I was just teasing you. It would break my heart if you hurt that sexy, alluring body. Come on! Let me use my big cock to insert into your little cunt where I was born, and properly apologize to you, okay? My dear mother."

"You rascal! If you really are my biological son, how can you insert into your mother's little cunt? Isn't that incest? It's outrageous!"

"You said that if we got married a few years earlier, we could have a child like me!"

“Sweetheart! That’s just a metaphor! Think about it, I’m sixteen or seventeen years older than you. In today’s modern society, there are many fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls who are either unmarried or married mothers. Could I have given birth to you? It’s definitely not me taking advantage of you! Right?”

“Right! I think that when men and women make love, regardless of their status or age difference, the goal is to enjoy the climax. Of course, the more intimate and passionate they are, the better, so that they can enjoy a truly wonderful experience! Dear Mom, don’t you think so?”

“Yes, you’re absolutely right! Then we really look like ‘mother and son’ now!”

“Dear Mom! Now, do you want ‘son’s’ big cock to go inside ‘mother’s’ little fat hole?”

"Why wouldn't I want it? My dear son, 'Mommy's' little plump hole is welcoming 'Son's' big cock!"

And so this fake mother and son, their act turned real, enjoyed the pleasures of love!

From then on, we frequently met for trysts, even though there was a significant age difference between us. He became like my lover and my little husband.

Every time we met, we would inevitably enjoy a passionate and pleasurable sexual encounter.

My daughter, a high school sophomore, would be taking her college entrance exams in a year, but her English and math weren't very good. Therefore, I wanted to ask Jianguo to be her tutor.

My motivation was mainly a latent desire within me; I hoped to meet him often, under the guise of tutoring, which would also keep my mother-in-law in the dark, allowing him to come into my home and, depending on the opportunity, enjoy our lovemaking.

Little did I know that my plan would completely backfire.

Jianguo came to my house every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evening to tutor my daughter, and on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday evenings, he would invite me to his rented place for our lovemaking.

When he and his daughter were doing their homework, I always stayed away to avoid disturbing them.

Before I knew it, Jianguo had been tutoring my daughter for over three months. That evening, my mother-in-law went to stay with her daughter for a few days, and my son was going on a school camping trip and wouldn't be home for three days. I went out shopping as usual, but returned earlier than usual.

I opened the door carefully, afraid of disturbing their homework. After entering the living room, I suddenly heard moans and panting coming from my daughter's room. Being an experienced person, I recognized those sounds as the excited sounds of lovers making love.

I was shocked. I tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open a crack to peek.

Jianguo and my daughter were naked, embracing each other, making love passionately and wildly.

They were making excited moans, oblivious to everyone else.

I was furious, but I didn't have the courage to catch them in the act. So, amidst my daughter's frequent moans, I turned and left her room, returning to my own and lying on the bed, sulking.

Unexpectedly, my daughter and I both had sexual relations with the same man—a man I seduced, whom I love to the core, and who satisfies my sexual desires.

I wanted to quit my tutoring job and cut ties with him, but—I couldn't bear to part with him, nor could I live without his thick, long, and enormous penis to fill the 'bottomless pit' in my heart. My sex drive is too strong; a regular-sized penis is simply not enough, let alone satisfy me! After

much deliberation, I came up with a 'win-win-win' solution.

The next night, I went to his place, and we had our usual passionate encounter.

After resting for a while, I told him about what I had witnessed the previous night—him having sex with my daughter—and asked him if what had happened was right, and what his plans were for my daughter and me in the future.

“Dear Mom! I know it shouldn't have been, but your daughter is just as alluring and sexy as you.

She said she likes me and loves me, which made me fall in love with her too, and that's why I did what I did last night. Dear Auntie, dear Mom, please forgive me!”

“So, which one of us, mother and daughter, is better? Who do you truly love?”

“You're both good, I love you both.”

“Hey! That's a very straightforward answer. Both are good, I love you both, but there has to be one to compare, right?”

"Dear Mother! If you insist on making a comparison, then I'll be frank.

Your daughter's beauty is like a budding flower, while your beauty is like a fully bloomed flower, both are captivating.

As for your daughter's vagina, it's like a ripe green apple, a little astringent. But your mother's plump vagina is like a ripe peach, sweet and juicy, tender and delicious.

I still prefer yours, my dear Mother, plump, juicy, and incredibly skilled peach. Your daughter's vagina, besides being a bit tight, is also a 'fat hole' because she doesn't have any internal strength.

Your mother's plump vagina is not only tight and small, but also has abundant moisture, and her internal strength is superb, much better than your daughter's. It's more enjoyable, comfortable, and pleasurable to play with. Of course, I like you more, I love you more! My dear Mother."

"So, what are your plans for the future of us, mother and daughter?"

"This... I... I..."

I saw that he couldn't answer for a moment, and I knew that he couldn't choose between me and my daughter.

"This...what...I know you're having trouble deciding, but I have a 'win-win-win' solution.

I won't interfere with your lovemaking with my daughter, but you must abide by a few rules.

First: you can't get her pregnant. Second: no one else can know about your affair. Third: she absolutely cannot know about my relationship with you. Fourth: the dates and times of your rendezvous with me cannot coincide with the dates and times of your rendezvous with her.

After all, we are mother and daughter; it would be incredibly awkward and embarrassing if we were to have sex with the same man.

If you two truly love each other, I won't object to your marriage, but you must never let her know about our relationship, and you must keep it a secret from her, continuing to provide your mother with emotional and sexual comfort. Can you agree to these conditions?"

"My dear mother, of course I agree! Only a fool wouldn't agree to such good conditions! I'm so happy, so joyful!"

"You little devil! You're truly my destined little nemesis, my little nemesis. I've even sacrificed my daughter for you. Now we'll see how you treat us, mother and daughter! You've gotten all the benefits, of course you're happy and carefree."

"Thank you, dear mother! Your son will take good care of you and serve you well from now on."

"Hmm! That's my good son, my little darling, my heart and soul."

After arranging this 'win-win-win' plan, in this contradictory and absurd situation, we reignited our passion

. In the midst of joy, we reached several climaxes, and in a state of complete satisfaction, we ended this pleasurable rendezvous.

I've become deeply infatuated with him, treating him like my husband, like someone addicted to psychedelic drugs!

I can't live without him to satisfy my sexual needs!

I, as a mother, am also a woman! If I can't control my own sexual desires, how can I discipline my daughter who is just beginning to experience puberty and is going through puberty?

So, I had no choice but to use a swift and decisive approach to make a "win-win-win" arrangement and resolve this "major event".

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