My daughter's boyfriend stripped me naked (student campus adult novel)

Auntie, the sun is shining on your butt, it’s time to wake up. Xiao Xu stood by the bed and looked at me.

In fact, I woke up early, but was still lying on the bed, with the sun shining on my bare butt. I think I should let the sun shine on my butt and let it bask in the sun for a while.

I knew my daughter was in love when she was in her early twenties. She often came home late or even stayed out all night. After two or three years, her body changed and I could tell that she had a history of sexual intercourse for a certain period of time. I am an open-minded mother and I approve of my daughter's sexual behavior. This is not shameful in today's society. Sex is something she should try and practice. But what kind of man is her boyfriend? I wanted to ask, but never did.

Until this winter, on a Saturday with very low temperatures, my daughter happily brought her boyfriend home. Although my daughter told me in advance, I didn't dress up deliberately. I just wore casual home clothes. After all, meeting my daughter's boyfriend was not an important meeting. When they came in and saw my husband and me, my daughter introduced us: Dad, Mom, this is Xiao Xu.

This was how Xiao Xu and I met for the first time. The boy is tall and strong. I think my daughter is not short, so their heights are a good match. My daughter's skin is as fair as mine, but he has dark skin. I looked at them carefully. This man and woman had opposite skin tones standing together, and I couldn't figure out how to judge them. The boy has a rough face and is not handsome, but his eyes are smart and capable, making him look quite manly.

When he first saw us, his expression was unnatural: Uncle, Auntie! I heard him call me auntie and his tongue was straight and the pronunciation was changed.

I am a mother, and I need to help out at this time. I nodded at him and said: Xiao Xu, it's hot in the room, take off your coat. We have collective heating here, and the heating is sufficient. It is enough to wear thin clothes indoors. Then, I chatted with him for a few more casual words about family matters. Xiao Xu looked much more relaxed. I felt that I didn't have anything more to say to him, so I said: Weekends are my busiest time. I have to do everything from cleaning to cleaning for the whole family. You can chat with her dad first, and I have to go to work.

Xiao Xu continued what I said and said: Auntie, let me work with you, I can do all the housework.

I said: Goodbye, this is your first time here.

I got up and went into the bathroom, where there was a pile of clothes to be washed. Which ones to wash first? Those after washes? When I was choosing, Xiao Xu came with me. He wanted to help me wash clothes, but I didn't want him to come in at that time because the clothes contained women's bras and underwear, which would be indecent for him to see. I blocked most of the door, but he didn't understand what I meant and still insisted on helping me. I thought to myself: This child is smart and sensible, so please help me.

I felt uncomfortable when he helped me with the work. I always had to bend down and raise my body to work. There was a young man next to me whom I met for the first time. When I bent down, I subconsciously pulled up my collar for fear of exposing my breasts. Actually, my collar is not low, I just want to protect myself from him. In order to avoid his sight on my chest, every time I bent over, I turned my back to him, but my raised buttocks touched him several times. This made me very embarrassed. It's embarrassing for a woman's butt to touch a strange man.

This was an embarrassing thing when I first met him. Later I asked him: Did he touch my butt on purpose? He said: It was me who touched him with my butt and teased him on purpose, which gave him the courage to do that later. In fact, I didn't have such an idea at that time. I misunderstood it unintentionally, which led to him getting into my bed.

I asked him to get out anyway. Our whole family had dinner together that day.

While we were having dinner, my husband and I asked him: What are your plans for having a family in the future?

Xiao Xu talked about his plans for the future: he now runs a beauty salon, and the profits from beauty treatments are very high. In addition, he also has connections with several foreign cosmetics companies and can cooperate with them in distribution or agency. I didn't take his story too seriously because we all knew about his beauty salon and we also knew a little about his family. We want to observe whether this person is eloquent and talks nonsense.

His tone was calm, his thoughts were organized, and he had a good sense of proportion. The expression is not exaggerated, but very sunny.

I like this person! A very nice young man.

That night, when the daughter and Xiao Xu went out, the daughter said: Mom and Dad, I won’t be back tonight, don’t wait for me. My husband and I didn't respond because there was nothing more to say. We both knew what was going on between them.

One long night, my husband was asleep and I was watching TV. My phone rang and I picked it up to see a text message. The text message only had four words: Are you asleep?

Who? Unknown number. Maybe it was an acquaintance whose number I didn’t know, so I replied: Who? The other person replied: Someone who admires you. I saw the reply and thought, what is there for me to admire? There must be something wrong. I replied: Are you mistaken? The man replied: Yes, it’s you. I thought to myself: This must be wrong. I turned off my phone.

But since then, my phone has received messages like: I love you, a very special love every day. Such text messages. There are too many text messages, which make me upset. Who is he? If you send a message to the wrong number, don't neglect your real lover by busying yourself with a lover who is not your lover.

I really should have reminded him not to delay others.

I dialed the number: Who are you? The voice on the phone is familiar to me, it’s Xiao Xu! He said on the phone: What should I call you? Ever since I saw you that day, I have had hope in my heart and have been unable to sleep at night.

What's the meaning? I asked.

You are a good woman. He answered.

Before I could say anything he continued: If I say, I love you, will you be angry?

It was so sudden that I was speechless.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then he said: I will make you more beautiful!

What's the meaning? Love me and make me more beautiful?

My heart started beating really fast. How could a woman who had been here not understand? He was trying to flirt with me! My judgment was correct at that time, but I did not refuse him. I just think that he is too bold to be in love with his daughter and flirt with her mother. He is a steady man and shouldn't do this.

I walked into the bedroom and saw my husband sleeping soundly. I walked out of the bedroom again, kicked off my slippers, and walked back and forth barefoot. I thought: Well, let’s see if he has any tricks to flirt with me. Then bring it on. I have nothing to be afraid of. I said to him: Do you know? I know who you are, but I shouldn't know, do you understand?

Can he understand what I mean? I think.

He said: I know you don’t know who I am. My secret love for you is the beauty in my heart and should not be a burden to you.

He understood what I meant. If we knew how to deal with each other, how could we continue? I hung up the phone and sat on the sofa thinking: My daughter hasn’t come back yet, are they together? Are they calling me from their bed? Then I would be embarrassed.

I hurriedly called my daughter's cell phone, and she told me on the phone that she was having a party with her classmates. Through the microphone, I heard sounds coming from there, including music and many people's laughter. This made me feel relieved, and I told her: Go home early.

That night, I took off all my clothes and slept next to my husband. We have lived together for more than 20 years. As a wife, I have been dedicated and responsible and have never done anything out of line.

The next day, as soon as I left the house, I hurriedly turned on my cell phone and saw another text message: I heard your voice, it's so beautiful!

For me, you can choose, but for you, I can't get rid of it.

My phone was full of his text messages, but they were all mushy. I wanted to reply him, but I didn't know how to reply when I stretched out my finger, and my finger stopped pressing the key. I thought to myself: Wait a few days, young people can’t last long. Besides, I can't reply rashly, or he might find something against me and prove my innocence.

I didn't reply, but just kept receiving his text messages. He didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, just like his text message: I love you, without asking for results, because when you are in my heart, my heart will have blooming flowers.

Withered flowers. This was my first response to him. What? I’m a woman in my forties, how can I still be a fresh flower?

The season is full and the flowers are ripe and blooming. He responded, but I didn't.

As the days went by, his text messages never stopped, and reading them gradually became a habit of mine. Although I felt uneasy and didn’t dare to reply to those text messages because of my daughter, I had to admit: I began to like these flirtatious text messages! Because a middle-aged woman is suddenly loved by a young man, whether he is real or fake, I want to feel it.

The weather is getting warmer, and the words in his text messages to me are getting more and more passionate, just like the warmer weather.

I still didn't reply but I admitted that he had really good endurance. I have no objection to his text messages and I don't reply. He and I had no real contact. I just got a little psychological comfort from his text messages. My behavior was not excessive!

One day when I was about to get off work, it started to rain heavily. My colleagues and I looked at the heavy rain outside the window and discussed: How are we going to get home? It's difficult even to take a taxi. I pulled out my cell phone and informed my husband that I might be home a little late. Just then, the text message came in: It was raining, there was a red taxi downstairs, and the last three digits of the license plate number were 521. That's the car I ordered for you. You can go up and go home. The fare has been paid!

I looked around hurriedly, and it seemed as if he was right next to me. No, only my colleagues. I walked downstairs and read the text message again. It was a red taxi, license plate number 521. As I repeated 521, it sounded out the homonym of "I love you". I was so moved that I almost cried.

When I got home, my husband had already come back. He was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. Seeing me come in, he said to me: It’s raining so hard, and you said you would come back late. He continued to flip through his newspaper. Hearing my husband's indifferent words, I said calmly: I came back with my colleague's car.

I changed my clothes and went into the kitchen. I felt wronged: This is my husband, and I have lived with him for more than 20 years. When has he ever cared about me or been considerate to me? He is so stingy even to say something warm and heartwarming. I accepted his affection without telling my husband and daughter. No matter whether his thoughts about me were dirty or innocent, I accepted his affection.

My daughter came home and I asked her: Why did you come back?

The daughter threw her bag aside and said: How can we come back? He was the one who picked me up and brought me back.

I asked again: What about others?

My daughter said: She just dropped me off downstairs and left. When I heard what my daughter said, I said: Why don’t you ask him to come up?

My daughter hugged my waist and said to me with a smile: I am very busy, I don’t have time to play with you.

How does this child talk like that? I also scolded her.

While eating, I kept thinking about my phone, feeling that there must be a text message from him. I had a guilty conscience. A middle-aged woman having an affair with her daughter's boyfriend should feel guilty, but texting had become a part of my daily life.

I took my phone into the bathroom and sure enough there was a text message: It’s raining heavily and I’m wet. And you?

The rain didn't stop at night. I got wet listening to the rain while lying on the bed. I couldn't control my sexual desire, so I took off all my clothes and said to my husband: I want it!

The husband said: Why do we, an old married couple, do that?

I said: No, I want it, I don’t want to waste the enjoyment that I deserve, I am a woman who needs a man.

I felt my husband's penis and it was limp and lifeless. But when men reach my husband's age, they have more experience, weaker emotions, and even less vitality. But which woman doesn't love a man's penis?

I held up my husband's penis and said to him: Don't move, let me do it!

I climbed on top of him and brushed his legs with my pubic hair, dropped my breasts on his chest and touched his chest with my nipples, my body wanted a man. I used all my skills as a woman to make him hard. I kissed him all over, put his penis in my mouth, said all kinds of provocative words, and did the most obscene moves. Finally, my husband's penis became hard. I said to my husband: Look how hard the cock is, like a big boy, ready to fuck. I kept rubbing my husband's penis, and while it was still hard, I lifted my legs and straddled his body. I lowered my buttocks and my husband's penis entered my vagina.

Ah, I exclaimed: How beautiful. Wherever there is space in the world, there is a place for it. The place where a man fits into a woman is truly a God-given beauty. I rode on my husband and said to him: Isn’t it beautiful? Fuck me, a beautiful woman. Isn’t it beautiful? I twisted my buttocks to feel the pleasure of the penis insertion, but after I twisted it two or three times, he wilted and seemed to have ejaculated, but I didn't feel it because he had already withdrawn from my vagina.

I sighed and said to my husband: This thing of yours is just an organ for peeing.

The husband also sighed and said: Go to sleep, I don’t have that ability anymore.

My husband turned away and ignored me, but I needed a man. I put my hand on my vagina, pressed my fingers against my clitoris and squeezed my legs together. I let myself imagine that there was a man's penis inserted into my vagina. This was the only sexual pleasure I had been able to get in many years. It's quite sad!

While I was masturbating in a trance, I fantasized about a man, my daughter's boyfriend, Xiao Xu. I was with him, and he inserted his penis into my body, allowing me to feel a young and powerful penis in my vagina, transmitting the pleasure to my heart.

Ah, ah, ah - after my body twitched for a while, masturbation made my orgasm pass. I got up unwillingly. My husband was asleep and my daughter's door was closed. I came to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room and stood naked. I saw my blurry figure reflected on the glass. What a beautiful woman, with plump breasts, broad hips, two long white legs, and black velvety pubic hair. I am a woman who can charm a man, but unfortunately he doesn't know how to enjoy me. I picked up my phone and sent my daughter's boyfriend the first text message with only three words: What are you doing?

He replied immediately: I'm so happy that you took the initiative to text me.

I felt relieved that there was a man secretly in love with me, and I replied: I don’t reject you, just keep texting me, okay? Please! I knelt on the ground, as if I saw the young penis right in front of me, a middle-aged woman, and I expressed my gratitude and the love I prayed for to him.

He replied again: I appreciate you accepting me, kiss you! Kiss you all over!

I replied: Um—my whole body—ah—ah—come on! I just want a man.

The nature of our text messages changed after that, with less love and affection and more emphasis on sex. The ultimate node of love and affection between men and women is the intercourse of sexual organs.

The next day, I walked out of the house without reading his text message first but sent a text message directly: How was last night? Want a woman? He replied: I thought about you all night. I replied: Sexual intercourse? He replied: Yes, I ejaculated all over the bed for you.

We had an intense conversation while I was in my office with the door locked. I still have it to this day.

You are like a ripe sweet peach, held in my hand and held in my mouth. I replied: Don’t just praise, touch too.

Your mature body can dazzle men's eyes. They are looking at you and I am loving you. I replied: Then you should pick the ripe fruits.

You are the last drop of blood in my heart. As long as you are alive, I am alive. I replied: Can you ejaculate every last drop of semen?

Your plump body and round buttocks make me... I replied: Then you should enjoy me.

One day he texted me: Last night, I dreamed of kissing you again, with our tongues entangled. I kissed you down there, your pubic hair sticking to my lips, guess what happened to me?

This text message made me immediately feel a surge of pleasure rushing down to my lower body. I closed my eyes and imagined my legs clamped around his face, his lips pressed against my labia. I unbuckled my belt, reached in, and masturbated until I climaxed.

It seems that text messages can also bring comfort to people. I am middle-aged but not out of date and can still enjoy modern life.

I replied: You ejaculated.

That's how it was. Our text messages became more and more passionate and explicit. One day, my daughter and her husband were not at home, and he and I texted each other until late at night. His text message told me: I want to see your breasts.

I hesitated, because I knew that if I pressed the video button, he would be able to see my breasts on the phone, but I didn't do that.

I replied: You can't see it, you can only describe it. It's plump, elastic, and not sagging. The nipples are purple-red. I lifted my clothes and touched my breasts.

He replied: Where is your body?

I replied to him: Round, white and smooth, very feminine. I took off my pants and lay down on the sofa.

He replied: Very feminine body, I want to lie on my back to your place.

I replied: Every time you reply to me, I take off a piece of clothing. Now I am only left in my underwear. Come on.

He replied: Ah, so you still hide your pubic hair?

I replied: It’s not hiding, it’s covering up, the final covering up.

He replied: If I go there, don't hide, I will find your passage and fuck you.

I felt that chatting on text messages like this was no longer enough to satisfy me, so I replied: I have taken off my underwear, I have disarmed and surrendered, I can lead the way for you, come and fuck me. I took off all my clothes and stretched out my body on the sofa, pressing a few buttons: Ah - Ah - Ah -. The word is sent out.

It wasn't until we hung up the phone that I realized why he was the one asking me questions and I didn't ask him. This is the development of the relationship between Xiao Xu and I that has been happening behind people's backs over time. It's a bit obscene, but I don't feel ashamed. After all, it's just a private emotional communication and nothing substantial has been done.

My daughter told me that she would bring Xiao Xu home at the weekend. When I heard this, my heart started beating like a drum. I felt a little scared and uncomfortable. I’m afraid that chatting via text messages is not like meeting in person. Once we meet, I will feel embarrassed. What about him? What if I lose control and reveal my true colors? How can I live my life in the future? What makes me uncomfortable is that my daughter's boyfriend is flirting with me secretly. It's not difficult for me to remain natural in front of both of them, but I don't want my husband to be there. I am caught between two men. Xiao Xu wants to fuck my man, but my husband doesn't know. How will Xiao Xu view my husband? I thought about it and decided that Xiao Xu should come home, so I found an excuse to send my husband away. I didn't want the two men to meet.

The day Xiao Xu came, I changed into a tight-fitting shirt with a waistband to better show off my figure. I also cut my hair short in advance. I thought my previous bun made me look too solemn and dull, and short hair would make me look more energetic.

I met him for the second time. He was still as calm and generous as last time, and there was nothing unusual in his eyes. We understand each other, but I am more sensitive and afraid of making mistakes.

Auntie, he said to me: I brought something. Wenwen insisted that I bring it, so I brought it.

What is it? I asked.

The daughter said: Cosmetics are what you need. A woman lives by her face. She turned to Xiao Xu and said: Please give my mother a beauty treatment and make her prettier.

I told them: I'm old now, why do I need beauty treatments? Just stop being so attentive to me.

My daughter became even more excited when she heard what I said. She pushed me into her room and made me sit in front of her dressing table. She said: Mom, just enjoy the happiness of having a beauty treatment! I'll go cook for you. Hey, Xiao Xu, I promise I won’t come in until you’re done. Give me a surprise.

My daughter leaned on my shoulder and said: Mom, when you put on makeup, you will be a completely transformed beauty.

The daughter walked out of the room and closed the door. It was the first time we were alone in a room together. He looked a little embarrassed, and I felt embarrassed too. There is a huge difference between real face-to-face communication and virtual text messaging.

Xiao Xu rubbed his palms in front of me, not knowing how to start with my face. I said: Just start, just like you would treat your customer.

He said: Auntie, you are not an ordinary customer, you make me nervous.

I said: Why are you nervous? Don't be afraid. In fact, he was standing in front of me, looking down at me, and I must have been the one feeling nervous. I had already described my body to him, and I felt that I was naked, but he was still nervous? I pulled his hand and said to him: Come on.

I sat in front of the mirror at the dressing table, and his hands gently rubbed facial oil on my face. The hands were very gentle, maybe he didn't know, but I felt that it was the real skin touching his and my skin. His two legs stood beside me, emitting a youthful heat. I felt the pores all over my body open up, and I was absorbing his young masculine scent. This masculine scent made my heart intoxicated and itchy. I squinted my eyes and enjoyed this moment. I thought to myself: If he wanted to rape me in a place where no one was around, I would be too weak to stop him. I like this young man too much. But it’s not my fault. Women have the freedom to pursue their own sexual pleasure.

Auntie, he leaned over and said to me: Your complexion is great, your face is plump and wrinkle-free, you usually only need to put on light makeup to set off your face.

I said: I have never worn makeup.

He leaned over to my ear and said: You are so beautiful, with kind eyes, Auntie, I love women like you!

This word of love was not sent to me via text message, but he said it in person in my ear. I feel so happy when a young man confesses his love to me in my ear.

I whispered to Xiao Xu: Don’t tell me you love me, you are playing with two women at the same time, women will be jealous, do you understand?

He rubbed my cheek and said: Auntie, love is different. You look like a kind mother, with graceful manners, and you exude the aura of motherhood. This is the image of a mother, so I love you!

What a nice thing to say, mother? Fake mother! Physical mother! A fuckable mother! I am a woman. In fact, I also thought that it was ethically wrong for me to flirt with him without telling my daughter. However, if I regard sex as one plane and love, marriage and family as another plane, and they do not alternate or intersect and are all single, then I will not be morally corrupt. Sometimes I am just a single woman, pursuing what a woman should pursue. Sometimes I am the mother, fulfilling the responsibilities of a mother. I thought: This kid is even more out of date than me and is still beating around in circles in front of me. I touched his hand and asked: How are you?

Um? He was stunned and didn't understand. He was a very smart man, why was he acting so stupid now? Sometimes men feel helpless when facing a woman whose feelings they are unsure of. I wonder: Should I take the initiative and not waste my time?

Thinking of this, I unbuttoned two buttons, revealing my breasts slightly. This is different from the first time I met him. At that time I pulled up my collar, but now I unbuttoned my clothes.

He reflected and we smiled at each other in the mirror. He looked at my slightly exposed breasts and said to me mischievously: Auntie, you can't see the whole picture.

I said: Don't worry, the outline looks good. He winked at me and said: Auntie, it’s really hard to put makeup on a woman like you. He held my face and stared at me. Was he going to kiss me? I won't refuse tongue all ready for him.

However, he did not kiss me, but instead reached his hands into my collar and touched my breasts. I took a deep breath, and then—let it out again. He said: Auntie, I touched your breasts. I turned his head down and whispered in his ear: The word 'breast' is too elegant, auntie doesn't like it. From now on, you should say 'tits', 'cunt' for the vagina, and 'cock' or 'cock' for the penis. It is vulgar, obscene but exciting.

He said: Okay, I have no problem with this word, can you do it, Auntie? He touched my breasts. It had been a long time since a man touched me like that. I said to him: If you say a word more often, it will become a habit. It feels so good when you touch my breasts!

He said: Auntie, your nipples are hard. Yes, my nipples are hard. This is a woman's sexual physiological characteristic. I looked up and said to him: Xiao Xu, don't just touch my aunt's breasts, you still have to work. Don't forget that there is a woman outside.

He also obeyed, pulled out his hand, knelt in front of me, lifted my chin, and used the brush to paint my lips, but his elbows were always on my breasts. I will draw lip liner for you now, a light lip liner that suits your temperament. While drawing, he said to me: Women's lip lines should not be too bright, otherwise men will only see the sexiness of your lips and ignore your beautiful face shape.

I said: I don’t know anything about makeup, but I’ve given you my face, so do whatever you want with it!

He quickly drew the lip line for me and stood up: Auntie, let me turn on the light for you, and see, what's different from before?

He stood up and turned on the light on the dressing table, with his legs standing in front of me. I didn't even think about what was happening to my lips, I was focusing on his legs, what was between them right next to my mouth. Is it hanging softly? Or is it still hard? I was thinking.

At this time, the daughter shouted from outside: Are you done? My meal is almost ready.

Hearing my daughter's shout, I quickly responded: We're almost done and will be out soon. Then I whispered to Xiao Xu: Xiao Xu, what are you doing to me?

Xiao Xu smiled and said to me: Auntie, what do you think, I touched your face and your breasts.

Humph, you are so bold. There is another woman outside the door. I said this but I was thinking: How exciting. I reached down to his crotch and grabbed a rapidly expanding object.

I glanced at him and said: Your dick is hard, I’m a woman.

He said: Yes, Auntie, you are a woman like my mother.

I whispered: Is your mother like this too? This is the woman you messed with! I didn't even think about what his mother looked like. Instead, I couldn't wait to reach into his crotch and grab his penis. It was hard and big. I said: I want this cock.

He held my waist, pressed his hands on my breasts and said to me: Auntie, I want to - fuck you! A stream of hot, sticky fluid flowed out of my vagina. I grabbed his thing and jerked it hard. I said: Well, Xiao Xu, it's time for you to fuck me, fuck my aunt's pussy.

His hand was about to reach into my pants, but I stopped him and said: Xiao Xu, let’s do it next time! I glanced out the door: she was outside.

I reached my hand back from his crotch, helped him fasten his belt and straighten his clothes. We calmed down and walked out of the room together. When my daughter saw me, she was shocked. She hugged me and said, "Mom, you have really changed. You have become a beautiful girl." I pushed her away and said: What? I'm old. I don't dare go out after being painted like this.

After my daughter and Xiao Xu left the house, I looked in the mirror but didn't look at the changes in my face. The changes in my face were not important to me. I unbuttoned my shirt and exposed my chest, and my breasts were touched by the man again. A feeling of joy from the heart kept infecting me, and I couldn't calm down until the evening.

This time when I met Xiao Xu, we touched each other's bodies, and our relationship took a big step forward. We have to move forward and look forward to meeting again. However, neither of us took the initiative to ask each other to meet. I was not in a hurry to let my daughter bring Xiao Xu home again, because I was afraid that being too eager would arouse my daughter's suspicion and cause trouble. Xiao Xu was not in a hurry to confess his feelings to his daughter and came to my house. We had the same idea.

Every evening, I would stay in the study for a long time, which is an idle space in my home that no one cares about. My daughter stays at home and surfs the Internet behind closed doors. My husband is obsessed with making money during the day and just wants to sleep when he gets home after a busy day. The study room becomes my exclusive space. The reason I gave them was: it is required for work, I have to use the computer every night, and no one is allowed to disturb me! What is my purpose? They don't care at all. Every time I lock the door and take out my cell phone, my blood starts to boil. The text message exchanges between Xiao Xu and I remained the same, like those between strangers, without explaining things to each other, and the content of the text messages were all about the body and sex.

During that time, we made the most of virtual sex via text messages. He suggested to me that we have sex via video, but I didn’t agree. I replied to him with a text message: It’s better to have sex through the air than to be able to see but not touch.

When the summer was hottest, my daughter suggested bringing Xiao Xu home to discuss their marriage, and then we would meet Xiao Xu's parents. I said: Well, since you are suitable for each other, get married as soon as possible.

Since then, I have started wearing all kinds of short skirts. Women dress up to please themselves, and I wear short skirts just for him. The short skirt can show my white thighs and is pleasing to men's eyes. And I expected that the short skirt would make it easier for him to have sex with me when he and I were together. The purpose of me wearing a short skirt in advance was to let my daughter and husband get used to it, so that they wouldn't feel strange if I suddenly wore a short skirt when they came. My daughter asked me in confusion: Mom, why do you like wearing short skirts?

I said: I am already so old, if I don’t wear it now, I will never have time to wear it again.

Wear it, it looks good on you, my mom has a good figure. Hey, you'll look better wearing a suspender. My daughter said this to me with great appreciation and then ran back to the room to get a few suspenders. It was a nice women's dress, hanging on the shoulders and draped over the chest, but I told my daughter: I can't wear that, it's too revealing.

My daughter said: Who doesn’t want to be exposed nowadays? Unfortunately, they don’t have it, so you just show yourself, like me. I know that my daughter has big breasts like me, and her chest bounces charmingly when she walks. I picked up a suspender, took off my shirt and put it on. My daughter looked at me and said: You have to take off your bra.

Hey, I said: That won’t do, it’s not okay to expose my breasts through such a thin layer of cloth.

My daughter ignored what I said and lifted up my suspenders, unhooked my bra and said: Don't be so old-fashioned, this is how you wear suspenders, with nothing underneath. Don't be afraid, mom, you will get used to it, just like me. After saying that, she lifted up her suspenders and I saw her exposed breasts. She said: That’s it, no changes are allowed. She took my bra.

A short skirt covered my buttocks, and a thin cloth covered my breasts. When he came, I didn't know whether the mother and I were both dressed like this because I was marrying off my daughter or selling myself. This time, I have no reason to kick my husband out of the house, what should I do? I was always worried. But I believe he can cooperate with me well and I feel at ease.

The day he came, I changed my usual formal attire and wore a light blue but non-transparent suspender and a pink short skirt, both made of soft silk fabrics. Under the thin fabric, I only had a narrow pair of panties covering my private parts. My daughter was only wearing a short suspender skirt and wanted to compete with me in beauty. When he saw me, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and only I could see that he must be shocked by me. With round shoulders, half-exposed breasts and white thighs, she is a woman who is more fresh, bright and eye-catching than her daughter.

After Xiao Xu sat down, I pulled down my skirt, put my legs together and sat next to his husband opposite him. My daughter brought me tea and I drank it while listening to my husband talking to him.

The husband said: Xiao Xu, we would like to hear about your arrangements for your marriage with Wenwen first. Xiao Xu briefly talked about the wedding arrangements, including time, location, hotel, etc.

After listening to this, the husband asked again: So what are your plans for after marriage? After all, once you start a family, you have to think about the future, such as a house and a car. I looked at Xiao Xu.

Xiao Xu said: It's like this, we have already bought the house and it's being renovated and it's almost finished. It's a big thing to have our own home. The house is not far from my beauty salon, but a little far from Wenwen's workplace. Wenwen and I think that now she can drive my car to work. After all, it is convenient for me as a man, and we both think that a family does not need too many cars. It is not a matter of money, but too many cars will cause more trouble. Maybe after a year or two, when everything at home is stable, Wenwen can come to the beauty salon to help me. I also need help, my business is quite busy, but I haven't considered it yet.

When my husband heard this, he looked at me and replied: Since you need a helper, you should find one at home. You should feel at ease if your own business is managed by your own people, so you should find someone who understands accounting.

I know what my husband means: he wants to push me to Xiao Xu's place. I have been an accountant for more than 30 years, and Xiao Xu knows that. If he really wanted me to go, he would have said it long ago. Even if he didn't say it, he would have his reasons. I can't force him. Besides, I know exactly what my husband means. He just wants me to make money while interfering in other people's business. How can this be possible? Many family businesses become more and more chaotic when family members get involved.

I interrupted their conversation and said to Xiao Xu: Xiao Xu, your idea is very good. If you need help in the future, Wenwen will be the best. A young couple running a business together is better than any outsider. It’s just that our Wenwen has been spoiled since she was young and has a bad temper. You should be more tolerant of her.

My daughter widened her eyes at me, but in fact, these words were just polite words from a mother. I continued: Xiao Xu, how many people can attend your wedding? Please tell us earlier so we can make arrangements. Also, make an appointment to meet with your parents.

Xiao Xu said: Auntie, some things have not been decided yet. I can meet with my parents next Sunday.

Okay then, let’s set it for Sunday. After finishing talking about these things, I stood up and said: If you have anything else, please take your time to talk about it. I still have a lot of work to do. Hey, Auntie, Xiao Xu looked up and said to me: I have a rare moment of relaxation today, so let me help you with the work.

The daughter burst out laughing: You have to help, that job can't be finished in a hurry. My mother has to wash the clothes for the whole year, and the bathroom is full of them. I'm scared just looking at them. Wash it, throw it out, and hang it out endlessly.

I interrupted my daughter: I didn't ask you to do any more talking, come on, Xiao Xu, just help me wash the clothes.

The daughter said: My mother has found a labor force. The husband said nothing and opened his newspaper. Xiao Xu said: Auntie, doing housework is actually very fun. He took off his shirt, and his T-shirt covered his strong chest muscles: Auntie, I listen to you, I will do whatever you say.

How to do it? You have to do it secretly! He and I went into the bathroom, feeling my heart pounding with excitement. As soon as we entered the door, we hugged each other. As soon as he put his mouth close to mine, I put my tongue into his mouth and kissed him wildly and wetly. I hugged his waist tightly, with my lower abdomen pressed against his. He lifted my skirt and touched my smooth back and buttocks.

We couldn't kiss for long, so I retracted my tongue. I still held his waist so that he could see my lower body pressing against him. I said to him: Auntie's pussy is making you wet. He touched my thigh and whispered: Auntie, from what uncle said just now, it seems he wants you to go to my place, right? You can come, even temporarily, and we can meet often.

I replied: Young people don’t understand. When love and money are mixed together, it will be a mess. I won’t care about your dirty business. "Pussy" is an obscene word, but every woman says it behind their backs, and he and I can say it too.

Auntie, you are really understanding, but I miss you! His hand reached down to my thighs and I spread my legs to let him touch my pussy. I asked: It's wet, do you want it? Is this what you want most? He nodded: Yes, I do! Is it okay today? He said and looked outside the door. I said with certainty: Yes, today! Auntie lets you touch, let you look, and let you fuck auntie's pussy! Cooperate well.

I looked back at the door and said loudly: Take out what's behind the door! Then he closed the door and leaned against it. I watched him pull down my shorts, insert his fingers into my vagina, and use his other hand to touch my breasts and body. What smooth flesh! He wanted to take off my clothes. I stopped him and said: No, I look like a naked woman except for my panties. I kicked the clothes under my feet and said: These are all my preparations, we have time.

There were people outside, so we quickly got the washing machine running. I opened the door and saw nothing unusual outside. I reached out and took out his penis. It was hard and big, with a cute round red glans. I bent down and quickly took it into my lips. His body trembled and he thrust his entire penis into my mouth. I like giving men oral sex. This kind of misplaced sexual intercourse allows me to enjoy the man’s comfortable expression. But today I didn't dare to use my mouth to caress his penis to my heart's content, so I could only do it a little bit. I lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties to reveal my black pubic hair: Are you satisfied? I asked.

After all, he and I were having an affair secretly, with my husband and daughter outside the house, so we could only perform some small movements on each other's bodies. It wasn't satisfying, but it was interesting in its own way. The clothes were almost washed, and the continuous small actions also accomplished big things. He touched almost all over my body. Men always like to touch women's bodies. And I can't let go of his penis. This big cock, I raised my ass, pulled my panties aside, turned around and said: Come on, it's okay, auntie lets you fuck me, be quick. We have to hurry. Once we are exposed, we will be in big trouble. My pussy was open and wet, and his cock went in. Ah──I cried softly, then lay down on the washing machine and whispered: Fuck me, I feel so happy. What I was thinking at that moment was, what’s the big deal about a woman’s pussy? It should be open to the man she loves. His insertion and withdrawal made my heart go up and down. I was excited, but I dared not make a sound. I held it in until he ejaculated, into my body. I let out a heavy breath.

This was the last action I imagined I would complete today, and it happened. The two sexes had intercourse. What could be more beautiful than this? Although I couldn't calmly savor the pleasure of having sex with him, our sexual organs were glued together after all.

This time, after doing the laundry, I wasn't angry at my husband and daughter for being dull-eyed as I usually was. It is absolutely correct that men and women work together to make work less tiring.

Autumn has arrived and the date for my daughter's wedding has been set. My husband goes back to his hometown every autumn. This time I didn’t go with him, but asked my daughter to accompany him.

They left home on Friday afternoon and I was alone at home. I thought: I can walk around the house naked and text him as much as I want. If he needs it, I can chat with him naked except for my face. A woman's body needs to be appreciated by a man, and I also want to appreciate him. Tonight is a good opportunity. Thinking of this, my heart feels sweet.

I sent him a text message: I am alone at home, you can text me, if you have any requirements, I can satisfy you and let you enjoy it.

Soon he replied: I am imagining having sex with you. Hard! But I'll be busy all weekend and won't be able to chat with you. sorry!

When I saw he said he couldn't chat with me, my heart sank and I thought: What a fucking bastard!

When I put down my phone, I felt a pang in my heart. This has never happened before. Every time he is more excited about the conversation than I am. I am full of passion to devote myself to him today, how could he not have time? No, I thought, there must be a shameless woman beside him, and right now, he might be lying on that woman's chest and replying to my text messages. Then the woman clamped his phone between her breasts and laughed at me: Look at that silly woman, she is already an adult, but she still treats the phone as a penis.

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, and my heart was filled with regret. I am an experienced woman. How could my experience be easily penetrated by a boy? I long for romance with a man too much, and my body needs male penetration too much to relieve my sexual desire. Otherwise, I can only continue to live a sexless life, which is unfair to women! I don’t want to waste the good times of a woman’s life. But I feel sad for him. Women are not playthings to adjust men's lives. This is also a collision of one heart against another.

I can't stand a man treating me as a plaything and mocking me in front of other women. I thought: I should not have any contact with him anymore, and I must not let him marry my daughter. I smashed two cups in anger, my heart broke, and I curled up on the sofa.

At this time, the doorbell rang. I'm so annoyed, who is this? I pressed the call button and said loudly: Who is it?

Xiao Xu's voice came from the microphone: Auntie, it's me. Can I go up?

Get lost! Before I could even finish my sentence, he suddenly burst into laughter. This guy is trying to tease me. It was him, my heart was filled with joy, and sadness turned into happiness. I misunderstood him. He gave me a huge change of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. My hand trembled as I tried to press the button to open the door, but I pulled it back. I am the only woman at home, and I let him in. I have never thought about a single man and a single woman having a tryst at home, and I was still scared.

At this time he said: Auntie, I know you are alone at home. She called me just now, so I want to come and accompany you.

It turned out that my daughter told him that I was home alone, and he found a good opportunity. But the house is a mess and I need to clean it up. A woman can't let others see her messy side. I said: Wait a moment. I thought: I must maintain my womanly reserve and make him feel overwhelmed.

I changed into trousers and a shirt and tied a sturdy belt. As I fixed my hair in front of the mirror, I thought to myself: This is a good look. I am a dignified woman, not as frivolous as last time in the suspender skirt.

After finishing my makeup, I pressed the door open button and hurriedly cleaned up the glass fragments on the floor. I didn't want him to see my embarrassment. The elevator went upstairs. I looked through the peephole and saw that he was the only one in the corridor, so I opened the door. I can't let the neighbors see him entering my house.

He walked in and said to me with loving eyes: Auntie, you are so beautiful, and you will always be like this.

I smiled and said: She is an old woman, how can she be beautiful? Would you like something to drink?

He said: Auntie, look, I brought it.

He took out a bottle of red wine and a bouquet of bright red roses from behind him.

He said: Auntie, roses sing to you. The red wine is pure French wine, symbolizing the romance between my aunt and me. Auntie, look, there is a line of special words on this wine bottle. I specially asked someone to engrave them there. Although the words are very small, they are the testimony of my love for you. I will keep this bottle of wine forever.

I looked at him and thought that he really cared about me. I leaned over, he straightened the bottle and drew a line on it with his finger. There was indeed a line of small characters clearly engraved on it: This is the color of loving you, open it, my heart will never fade!

After reading this line, I was attracted to him and couldn't help but move my body closer to him. A woman's modesty is very fragile. I looked up at him, and he ran his finger across the bridge of my nose and said: Auntie: Can you open this bottle of wine?

I nodded: Okay, let’s not rush today and enjoy it slowly. I leaned against him and continued: You've put me in a dilemma, how should I treat her?

After listening to what I said, he put his hand on my shoulder and said to me, "Auntie, I love you, it's the love I have for my mother." I love her, that is the love for a wife. Auntie, I can grasp this different kind of love and handle our relationship well. The most important thing is that I can keep my love for you from being noticed by anyone.

When I heard him say that, I laughed: You, are you really tired from all the effort? I hope you can handle the relationship between me, you and her. We know it well and call her she.

He knelt down immediately and said in front of me: Auntie, my love for you must be hidden underneath! He lay between my legs, sticking out his red tongue and sweetening my legs. This is not something you should do to your mother, but I like it.

You open the bottle of bar. I said.

I could see that he was very happy. He hugged me, then let me go. He said to me excitedly: I'm so happy, Auntie, I've opened the wine!

He carefully opened the bottle cap, and I took two wine glasses and watched him slowly pour the bright red wine into the glasses. His careful movements made me feel like I was reliving the romance of my first love.

We sat down at the table and raised our wine glasses. I looked at the bright red wine and also at his eyes that were expecting me to drink. I raised the glass and took a sip. It tasted good and suited my taste. I said: It’s very sweet, I like sweet wine.

He also took a sip of wine, looked at me and said: Aunt, I asked her, you like to drink sweet wine, such women are quiet and peaceful.

I listened to him and asked: Do you think Auntie is like this? Quiet and peaceful?

I stared into his eyes. His eyes revealed a calm smile. This was a smile I had never seen on him before, the kind of smile that could touch a woman's heart. He looked at me with deep affection in his eyes and stretched out his hand from the table. I also stretched out my hand and held his hand.

He poured me another half glass of red wine. I licked the rim of the glass and took a small sip. He said: Auntie, we want it to be as colorful as this red wine, and brightly colored.

After hearing what he said, I said to him: Kid, we are already very sexy, aren’t we? Come on, let’s go to the window.

We sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the lights of thousands of homes outside. He said: Auntie, look at these lights of thousands of homes, aren’t they very warm?

Yes, I stood up and stood in front of the window. Looking out from the high building, overlooking the lights, it looks like heaven on earth.

He put his arm around my shoulders and said to me: Auntie, sometimes I would stare at the lights in other people's windows alone. Just think about it, behind every lighted window there is warmth, a mother and a woman.

As he spoke, his hand touched my butt. I turned my face to him and said: It's not all warm and cozy, there are more or less secrets behind every window that cannot be shown to others. I stared at him: Isn't that what we are like?

He said: Then enjoy ourselves, my woman. He started to unbutton my shirt, and I calmly cooperated as he removed my top and threw away my bra. I bare my chest and arms, and let him hold my breasts and put my nipples in his mouth and suck them softly. The pleasure spread from my nipples to my whole body.

My body went limp as I watched him undo the tight belt I had just put on and pull down the trousers I had just put on, without any resistance. The trousers were pulled up over my hips, revealing my only pair of narrow underwear. I twisted my waist so that my trousers fell to my heels. I helped him lift his feet and asked him to take off his trousers and throw them aside. Well, he stripped me down to the point where I was left with only a piece of loin cloth, and I asked him: Do you want to take off more? Please give me the last bit of dignity.

He said: Auntie, you were a dignified woman when you first came in, but now you are more like the you that I want. I want to strip away all your dignity. I said: You are so bad. He finally took off my panties and I was naked. This was the first time I was naked in front of him, and as a middle-aged woman who had been through this, I had no shame. He just pointed at the window and asked: Do you want to draw the curtains?

He said: No, it’s more beautiful this way. Living so high up no one can see it. Yes, more beautiful! I remembered that when I first took the initiative to text him, I was standing naked in front of this window, and now he is next to me.

I stood naked in front of him and let him admire my body. In my heart, I feel relieved that such a man can appreciate me and enjoy me.

He fiddled with my body, examining it from front to back. He said to me: Auntie, you are so beautiful. Her skin is as smooth as a baby's, and her body is curvy and well-proportioned. The round breasts and black pubic hair are all amazing.

I listened to his words of praise and felt proud of my own figure. I said: You finally saw my whole face and got me. Your goal has been achieved, right?

He said: Yes, Auntie, he touched my butt and continued: If you hadn’t teased me with your butt back then, I really wouldn’t have imagined that this day would come.

I said: What? You were the one who provoked me first. He said: No, it was you who touched me with your butt several times when you were washing clothes, and I thought you were teasing me at the time, so I dared to do that afterwards.

Ah, I said: What's the big deal? At that time I thought you touched me on purpose, I didn't mean it. It seemed like it was just a misunderstanding that brought us together. Forget about that. Hey, how many women like me have you taken off?

He answered me: No, only you. He held me in his arms like a naked young wife, and his hands were rubbing all over my body. just me? I looked up at him and said: What about her? He kissed me on the lips and said: Auntie, is she a woman like you? I wanted to say something, but he picked me up and put me on the table. He spread my legs: Auntie, this is my woman's pussy. He stuck out his tongue and licked my vagina, then looked up and said: Auntie, this is your most beautiful place, my little darling.

I think a woman's vagina is more exciting when a man kisses it than when a man inserts his penis into her. The kiss of the lips against the labia makes me feel his respect for me. It is not an obscene physiological behavior, and the stimulation that oral sex brings to sexual physiology is even better than sexual intercourse. I couldn't help but scream, "Ah-ah-ah!" and my body couldn't help but tremble. We can enjoy the space of two people without any restrictions. Today, the emptiness that had been in me for so many years was filled by him. I am grateful to him. I couldn't help but say: I love you, baby!

He lifted himself up from between my legs and stuck out his tongue with an unsatisfied look. I lay down on the table, and he rubbed my breasts with his hands. I said to him: See, your aunt is making a fool of herself, right? He said: You are so beautiful, you are so feminine. He is very good at talking. I pulled his body over and reached out to take out his cock. Take it off, do I need you to do it for me?

He took off his clothes very quickly, and I couldn't help but sigh that this is a strong naked man, my favorite. I got up and used my naked body to comfort the naked Xiao Xu. My hands couldn't get enough of touching him, his firm body and hard cock. I said: Auntie really likes you, baby. From then on I started calling you Xiao Xu baby.

But Xiao Xu didn't treat himself as a treasure. Instead, he slapped my butt and pushed me towards the window, saying: Having sex with your aunt in front of the window is the most romantic. I pulled his penis and said: Kid, auntie will pull your dick. The glass window reflected a naked man and woman. I was a middle-aged woman with short hair, long legs, round breasts, a plump belly, fair skin and black pubic hair. He was young and strong, with a broad chest and flat belly, and a big erect cock protruding from his pubic hair. The naked images of women and men are so vivid. I imagine that although my daughter is taller than me, she is younger, and the difference between them is just the difference in physical features between a young man and a young woman, but the difference between him and me is the physical comparison between a middle-aged mature woman and a young man. I looked at the erect thing between his legs. It was extremely stimulating for a middle-aged woman. Many strong men have a love for motherhood, and he can satisfy a woman's mental and sexual desires by penetrating her.

The thing women love to touch the most is a man’s penis. I love this thing of his too and can’t bear to let go even if I lick his entire chest. I knelt down and said to him: You love your aunt, and your aunt loves this cock, which is the most affordable.

I caressed his genitals and licked his penis. He opened his mouth and showed his teeth in comfort. This is the look in men that women want to see. I played with him with my mouth. I put his penis in my mouth, and he held my head and treated my mouth as his genitals, inserting his penis in and out, and said to me: Women are so fun, auntie, you are a treasure all over.

He pushed me to my knees on the ground. Although I was his elder, at this moment I could only be a woman who pleased men. If he wanted to ejaculate his sperm on my face, I would open my mouth to welcome it. After playing with my face and mouth enough, he tied up my hair and said: Auntie, you are such a good woman.

I said: Child, I am a good woman. I touched his scrotum: It's full of sperm, fuck her mother's cunt.

He pulled my hair and said to me in a very proud manner: Well, cum on your face.

I said: Just don’t get auntie pregnant! I pressed my breasts against his legs and let the man's leg hair rub against my breasts. I took his cock in my mouth and thought: How wonderful it is to be with a man. He picked me up and kissed me madly, our tongues entangled, my bodies rubbing against his, all I wanted was a man.

I lay on the ground, lifted my legs with my hands, and exposed my vagina wide open. He leaned over and fucked me, and he enjoyed it very much. I felt his penis going in and out again and again, and my heart was pumping every time. It was so beautiful! A woman wants to be fucked by the man she likes.

Aaaaaaaa—Aaaaa—I howled loudly as he fucked me, and my white flesh rolled on the ground. Ahhh—ahhh—fuck me—baby—fuck me—ah—ah—ah—I am your woman—ahh—ah—ya—fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—how beautiful—baby—He put his arms around my waist, and I knew he wanted to fuck me from behind, so I cooperated and climbed onto the windowsill and raised my butt. Outside the window late at night, many lights were turned off and every home was silent. He leaned over me and rubbed my breasts. I said: It's late at night, everyone is asleep, but you are still fucking your mother-in-law!

He said: Mom, you are really exciting me. He spread my ass cheeks and licked my asshole. I grabbed his penis and aimed it at my vagina and said: Maybe it's not just us, those families with middle-aged beauties and strong men may also have it.

Looking out the window, I said to my son-in-law behind me: Come on, fuck me again - Auntie is never satisfied. My breasts were swinging back and forth like a pendulum when he hit them. I like the feeling of my breasts swinging. Men also like to see women like this. It gives them a sense of accomplishment. A woman's comfort comes from the fact that her body can be appreciated by the man she loves regardless of everything.

The sexual intercourse between Xiao Xu and me brought me to the land of ecstasy. I don't know how many times I orgasmed in the living room. After we took a shower and got into my husband's and my big bed, he fucked me again. He played with me all over my body, and the bed was left with a mess. The incomparable happiness in our world of two people, I fell asleep holding Xiao Xu's penis.

The next day was Saturday. When I woke up, I turned over and hugged Xiao Xu beside me. He leaned against the head of the bed, and when he saw that I woke up, he jumped out of bed naked and said: Auntie, go wash up first, I have prepared breakfast. This was the first time that a different man slept in the bed my husband and I slept in. I had an indescribable feeling in my heart, but I was happy. I touched Xiao Xu's penis and said: Baby, should this dick be well behaved today? Auntie was very tired last night.

He said: Auntie, I don’t want you to be tired, please get up. I nodded in response: Auntie, go brush your teeth, wash your face, and comb your hair. I want to see what meal you can cook. When I got up to find clothes, Xiao Xu said: Auntie, let's live naked for a day today. Living naked? The idea is quite attractive. I experienced it with my husband when I was young, but now it seems like a very distant past. But then I thought about it and said: No, it's unhygienic for women to expose their vaginas, unlike men. At least they should wear underwear.

Xiao Xu said: Auntie, I have prepared it for you. He took out a carefully wrapped paper bag, folded it open and said to me: Auntie, just wear this, it can cover your vulva, change it when it gets wet. He pulled a handful of my pubic hair.

When I saw they were all thongs, I smiled and said: Baby, how can your auntie wear these with her butt completely exposed? Xiao Xu patted my butt and replied: Auntie, big butt, riveted pants, put them on and show me. I obeyed him and put on my thong in front of the mirror. He fiddled with me and turned me around. He said: Auntie, you are so beautiful. I said: In fact, this is no different from being naked, even the hair can't be covered.

Wash, comb hair, and sit on a chair with bare butt, which is very inappropriate. Xiao Xu stretched out his hand to me: Come here, Auntie, let me hold you. I said: Do you feel great when hugging an older woman? He held me in his lap like a little woman, and we whispered in each other's ears. He touched my naked body, but I never held his cock, which is what women love most. Women are water and men are straw.

He admires my beauty and I crave his strength. I remember a phrase boys like to say: Fuck your mother. I asked Xiao Xu: If I were your mother, would you dare to do this? He said: You are my mother, and I have done it with you. Right, mom. Okay, be bold. Mommy feeds you milk, I put my nipple into his mouth: Call me mommy! He held my breasts and called me obediently: Mom. He took the nipple in his mouth and started sucking it. The pleasure my nipples brought me made my breathing longer, and this man became docile now.

I clamped his penis between my bare legs, stroked his head with my hand and whispered softly: Feed me, baby. It tastes good, and when you are full, you grow up and have more energy. It’s so hard, it’s really a treasure. What a beautiful baby. Eat, child, when you are full and energetic, you can fuck your mother, fuck your mother's pussy——

Ah—ah—ah—ah—ah—I stroked Xiao Xu's penis towards my vagina, and I gasped and moaned. I thought to myself: What a beautiful big cock this is - it should be used on a woman like me. Come in and fuck me, fuck me, play with me. I am a good woman. I think so. It is not my fault. If my husband can satisfy my sex life, I will not become an unfaithful woman. I rode on Xiao Xu's legs, and his thick cock penetrated my top, filling my entire woman's lower body. Aaaah—aaah—what I want is a sex life that is worthy of being a woman.

My butt was twisting like a millstone, it was so wonderful. Woman on top and man on bottom is also the position women should choose during sex. The woman can be on top and use her pussy to wrap around the man's dick, finding every focus of happiness that suits her.

That day, I changed several thongs, but he took them off in the end. We had sex all day, and I wanted him to fill the emptiness in my vagina. But our sex is not about crazy intercourse and ejaculation, but playing different sexual positions and movements between men and women in different corners of the house and even on our daughter's bed. This can not only prolong the time without harming the body, but more importantly, it can allow both men and women to better understand each other's bodies and achieve a better integration of body and mind.

He and I were lying on our backs naked on our daughter's bed, with our thongs thrown on the side of the bed. I asked Xiao Xu: Which woman is more fun, my aunt or her? He replied: Auntie, she is crazy and unrestrained, you are crazy but restrained.

I said: You fucked us all, and this is all you know. Even if your aunt knows more, it would be hard for you to explain.

On Sunday, Xiao Xu patted my butt and said, "Auntie, the sun is shining on your butt. It's time to wake up." Xiao Xu stood by the bed and looked at me.

In fact, I woke up early, but was still lying on the bed, with the sun shining on my bare butt. I think I should let the sun shine on my butt and let it bask in the sun for a while.

At this time, the phone rang. It was my daughter calling. She told me that they were on the way and would be home in the afternoon.

They are coming back, and it’s time for us to get dressed and clean up the house. I said and sat up. Xiao Xu came over and touched my breasts again. I really couldn't bear to let go of this pair of breasts, they were smooth, full and elastic. I said: After you get married, you will have a reason to come here more often, do you understand?

But my uncle is always at home.

Are you afraid of him? You must have something to hide after you messed with someone else's woman, right? Why weren't you afraid when you were doing it to me in the bathroom? Don’t worry, Auntie has a way!

We stood up naked and saw that the house was in a mess. My used thongs were scattered on the floor, and everywhere on the sofa, in front of the window, next to the dining table and beside the bed were traces of our sex.

I picked up a thong, held it in front of Xiao Xu's face and said: Have you been exhausted for these two nights and one day?

Xiao Xu said: Auntie, no, I will never be good enough for you. He took the thong from my hand and continued: Auntie, I want to keep these things, they have your body odor on them.

I said to him: If you don't take it away, I wouldn't dare keep it at home, because it would be evidence of my crime. I want to save that wine bottle. What does it look like to you?

Xiao Xu said: Of course I know, it looks like a cock, that's why I bought it.

I said: That's why I want to keep it, it's yours, and I can use it when you can't come. I put the bottle on the ground and straightened it, then slowly squatted down: You see, it can also be used for fucking. The bottle mouth was inserted into my vagina, I twisted my hips and asked: Is it fun? This is the most lustful thing I have ever done in my life.

Xiao Xu hurriedly helped me up: Auntie, don’t be like this, just come to me whenever you need me, anytime and anywhere, you are my mother──I laughed: Do you think I really treat it as a toy? Women need to be wild too.

By the time I finished tidying up the house it was already noon. I said to Xiao Xu: You are my child from now on, come and let your mother kiss your cock. I pulled him over and kissed him: Let’s put on our clothes.

When he went out, I climbed over the peephole and looked out. There was no one in the corridor, so I opened the door. Xiao Xu said: Mom. I still want you.

I said: Mom is already your woman, it will be more convenient if you don't have to hide anything in the future.

He walked out of the house and I closed the door. From that day on, our text messages stopped, and no one mentioned it to each other again, but we both understood it in our hearts. But our story continues. We have frequent dates without any text message flirting or long-distance sex. It’s all real physical contact. It’s great! Especially during my daughter's pregnancy, I was the one who helped Xiao Xu with his sex life.

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