Mom's Lover (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

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Thank you for allowing me to become an official member. Foreword: The author loves erotic novels and has collected many of them. Unfortunately, most of them were lost during several moves. Whenever I wake up in the middle of the night and think of them, I feel heartbroken and distressed.
I found it while sorting out old books a while ago. Words cannot describe the joy I felt at getting it back. I vaguely remember buying it at a used bookstall in Taipei. Judging from its appearance, it should be an old lady's quilt, and it was a little tired from the years! Publisher: Hong Kong Global Publishing Company, price per book is HK$5. According to the preface written by the translator Mr. Yang in January 1962, the publication time should be around that time. Sixty-two years! Many of the people watching now were not born yet! whee! whee! 》
It is said that "Mom's Lover" was very popular among young students at that time. Even if you have never had the chance to read it, it would be a world-famous masterpiece that you would have heard of! The style, writing style and description of situations of this book are quite different from the Japanese-style Chinese erotic novels that have been launched in large numbers recently. Based on the concept of "good things should be shared with good friends", the author has revised it word for word and published it without missing a word, and hopes that everyone will like it. Please feel free to correct me!
Camel Xiangzi's ambition is to fly to the dream pavilion
March 20, 1998
Translator's note: The author of this article is Gloria. Chad is an 18-year-old French girl who majors in sexual psychology at the University of Paris. In recent years, she has used her innocent girlish writing skills to write many sexual stories about herself and her mother. Her descriptions are bold and detailed, making her a popular figure in the study of sexual psychology in Europe and is known as the "second Chad." [Shagan is the original author of the movies "The Jade Chamber" and "A Smile", and is also an 18-year-old French talent who is internationally renowned for her bold and revealing writing style. ］
His mother, Delilah. Xia De, now 35 years old, is a man of many talents.
Her reputation spread far and wide, and she was now the richest and most seductive young widow in Europe.
She comes from a prominent family and is the niece of Dr. Kinsey, an authority on sexology. She has been well-educated since childhood and her husband is David, an oil tycoon. After Shad's death, she and her daughter lived in the Rivera Villa for a long time. She was active in the social circle and was flocked to by wealthy businessmen and politicians from Europe and the United States.

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"one"
In order to catch up with the Rivera summer vacation, I asked the department
B
The professor suggested that we take an early flight home before the final exams. Professor B narrowed his eyes and said to me privately:
"So you don't want the credits for your final exam?"
"How can you say no?"
I gave him an erotic look and said:
"I'll buy you a beer tonight. After that, I'll go to your dorm and ask you to calculate my total score. Is that okay? Dear professor!"
There was nothing I could say about him. I just saw his poor and shabby face, and his eyes like dead fish's eyes staring at my towering breasts and my plump pubic mound through my tight pants. I gave him a seductive look and drove to the travel agency to buy plane tickets so that I could enjoy myself with my mother the next afternoon.
At night I took a beer and a book on the art of sex and went into
B
The professor's bedroom.
This middle-aged Sician man who lived alone was quite a pervert. He had been lying naked on the sofa with his ugly penis sticking up straight into the sky. When he saw me come in, he rushed to me and hugged me tightly. In an instant he had stripped me naked. [It was actually very easy. I was only wearing a low-cut floral dress. According to the habit passed down to me by my mother, I didn't wear underwear. He only had to pull my waist and my body would be completely exposed.]
Seeing his panting condition, I couldn't help but chuckle and said:
"Professor! Can't you wait to have a few sips of beer before coming back?"
"I'm getting too impatient to wait!"
He said, "Look at how hard my thing is. To be honest, if you don't let me get it in your pussy, I'm going to start masturbating!"
He was as pitiful as a hungry wild dog. He knelt down, hugged me, kissed my chest and abdomen, and even tried to kiss my vagina.
Grab his not-so-big penis and take a look! ah! The tip of the penis was broken, and I felt disappointed when I saw the strange shape. I said:
"Professor, why is it like this?"
He held it up proudly and said:
"Once I raped a Corsican shrew who resisted me with a scout knife..."
"She wanted to cut you off with one knife!"
I smiled.
"Yes, luckily I ducked quickly and only lost a little."
"But the male penis must be intact. If the round cap of the glans is not swollen enough during sexual intercourse, it will not be stimulating enough."
"Enough, enough!" He panted and spread my legs apart, trying to thrust his penis into my vagina, while he angrily said:
"I still have a lot of strength left. I will definitely satisfy you."
I closed my legs and stopped him from saying:
"But, Professor, why don't you get married? If you get married, you can do whatever you want day and night, right?"
"I was married, but all the women left me."
He said dejectedly:
"Why? Aren't you a sexy man?"
"I don't have the ability to last long in sexual intercourse. I often get angry when they are in the middle of getting excited."
As he spoke, he lowered his head in guilt, and his penis sank and shrank.
As I expected, most men with sexual impulses are like this. The true masculine beauty lies in men who appear cold in appearance but calm in behavior.
But facing the poor professor, I came to appease him in order to cheat my credits, so I didn't care so much. Anyway, as long as I returned to Rivera's house, I would have no worries about the luxurious sex life. So I hugged the professor and comforted him:
"Dear professor, you underestimate yourself. You are still a vigorous male. Look at how big your penis is!"
I took his thing in my hand and rubbed it. It became hard again, and the professor's eyes regained their previous fire. I threw my whole body into his arms and continued:
"Please do your best for me! Don't forget that I am still an 18-year-old girl. You should be able to make me happy enough to cry!"
As I said that, I spread my legs wide open, and the professor began to penetrate me with his blunt-headed penis like a wild beast. His penis was so gentle and short that even though he tried his best, I still couldn't feel any charm from him. He only thrust rapidly for a dozen times, and before he even changed to other positions, he came. It was extremely ordinary from beginning to end, and there was nothing to write about. However, his recovery ability was quite fast.
While I was flipping through the art of sexual intercourse that I brought with me, while he lay on my breasts to recover his strength, I had only read a few pages when his penis became erect again in my vagina, and he started thrusting up and down wildly again, and after only a dozen or so strokes, he came again.
I had sex with him four times in a row. When it was almost dawn, he and I got up, drank beer, had snacks, and had sex twice more. Finally, he fell asleep while talking incoherently about love. I pushed him away like a body and covered him with a sheet, then hurriedly washed and dressed.
I was fucked by him all night long, but I didn't feel the slightest bit of satisfaction. Instead, my vagina was numb and itchy from his thrusting inside and out, which accelerated my desire to go home.
Yes, as long as I get home, just watching my mother having sex with men is enough for me to masturbate. When I comb my hair in front of the mirror, I can vividly imagine the majesty of Uncle John, the black singer Charles the Donkey, and my sweetheart, Butler.
Butler was the most agreeable of my companions. He had everything that Uncle John and Charles had, and something more,--the exuberance of youth.
I thought to myself, "Will they come this year? Or maybe they have already come and are already living at home and enjoying themselves with their mother!"
I left a note on
B
Under the professor's pillow, it was written:
"Honey
B
Professor... Last night you fucked me six times for a total of ninety-six strokes,
Ninety-six. This is my total credits for the final exam. Please fill out the transcript and send it back to my home. I will be a little late when the next semester starts, but I promise to give you a new record of nude dancing. I will teach you how to dance and give you a good beating... Ge Li. "
After leaving the professor's bedroom, I drove back to the women's dormitory to pick up some small things, changed into my most fashionable and sexy travel outfit, and went to the airport to catch the nine o'clock flight to Rivera.
Soon after the plane took off, I fell into a deep sleep because I had not slept well the previous night.
The plane landed at the airport in Marseille. The turbulence during landing woke me up from my deep sleep. I immediately found that I was lying in a man's arms. He seemed to be touching my body all the way. His palms were rubbing my nipples through my clothes, making me feel itchy and tingling all over. I jumped up immediately and was about to have a fake outburst, scared! It turned out to be Uncle John!
"Oh! Uncle John! Why are you here too?"
I immediately cried out in surprise.
"Yes! I boarded the plane from Orleans."
His face was full of smiles. He was a little fatter than last year, but he seemed more charming as a middle-aged man. Yes, people like him who are successful and rich in their careers, have tried and seen everything, are truly a combination of God and the devil, and are full of energy.
He has a ruddy complexion, deep affection, and a huge and powerful lower body. No wonder my mother welcomes him to her home for vacation every year. Because of a subtle jealousy, I immediately frowned and said with a sneer:
"Uncle John, you are so rude. Why did you keep touching me like this?"
"Ha ha………"
He was caught off guard by my move and his face turned even redder.
"Actually, Gray..."
He continued with a drooling face:
"In fact, if I don't touch you like this, you will never sleep so well, Geli, you have a really beautiful figure, even better than your mother's."
I glared at him.
"Of course I am prettier than my mother. I am eighteen years old this year. But Uncle John, please stop imagining things. You are more than half my age..."
"Yes, so I know more than young people. If you don't believe me, just ask your mother. I guarantee that if I don't come to Riviera for vacation, your mother will not be able to spend this summer."
I spat at him, but I really believed in my heart that my mother loved him more than she loved Charles or any other man she had ever been with.
As soon as we got off the plane, we boarded a train to Nice, which would travel along the entire Cote d'Azur before reaching the Riviera.
Uncle John and I sat on the same seat along the way. His right hand was always over my lower back and hugging me. Because my clothes were tight, soft and thin, the warmth from his palm felt like touching my skin.
He then touched my nipples and teased my private parts along my belly. I knew that was not what an elder should do, but his "touching technique" was so subtle that I felt a burning sensation all over my body. The seats were separated from each other front, back, left and right, so even if I unzipped my pants to let him touch me as much as he wanted, no one would see me.
"Uncle John! What are you bringing this year?"
I half-lay in his arms. I know that the ways he and my mother have fun together are far more than just sexual contact. For example, last year he brought a package of mysterious gifts for my mother. Although I couldn't see what they were, they were always the items they used to enhance the pleasure during sex.
While we were talking, my hand accidentally touched his huge thing between his legs. His slender figure made my heart beat faster than B.
The professor's and the male classmates I met at school were two or three times thicker and longer. Uncle John saw my silly look and smiled.
"Of course I brought new stuff."
He said:
"But it can only be used by your mother. You are still young and don't need it!"
"Well! I don't agree. Uncle John, you think too highly of me as a child."
I said coquettishly:
"Look!"
I held up the volume on the Art of Sex in front of him and said:
"I have already done considerable research on this matter!"
Uncle John took the printed material in his hand and glanced at it briefly, then said with a faint smile:
"That's all very childish stuff!"
He rubbed his lips with his hand and said:
"In fact, the art of sexual intercourse is very difficult to understand. It requires both parties to have a high degree of indulgence, deep inhibition, lasting emotions, and tight connection of the genitals..."
When talking about the tight connection of genitals, he used his hands to imitate the connection of male and female genitals, and thrust it in and out tightly several times.
I thought he would continue to teach me this wonderful lesson, but he stopped and took out a cigar from his pocket to smoke. What a pervert he is!
"Do you have any masterpieces that you are most proud of in school this semester?"
He suddenly asked me.
"Oh! No need to say more!"
I suddenly remembered last night with
B
I was both sickened and amused by the miserable scene I saw when we were together with the professor, so I told my uncle John everything, even the smallest grievances, and he laughed out loud.
"No professor has good hands and feet."
He stretched himself proudly in his seat, then leaned close to me and said softly:
"They are passionate but lack nutrition and physical endurance. They are famous for their weakness. Ge Li, you had sex with him six times and only managed ninety-six strokes. How pitiful! The night I said goodbye to your mother last year, the last time we played lasted two hours and we only went in and out twice a minute!" "
Yes, Uncle John really hit the nail on the head: slow, delicate, long-lasting and intoxicating; this is indeed the highest philosophy of sexology!
I was so excited by what he said that I felt some liquid coming out of my vagina. I was so excited that I almost asked Uncle John to go to the bathroom with me and have sex with me. So I patted his crotch and stood up and said:
"My pants are wet, would you like to go to the bathroom with me?"
But he just gave me a sly look and said:
"We only have one stop left before we get home. I think you should go home and change!"
Oh my god! When we women are in urgent need, it is so difficult to seduce a satisfactory opposite sex!
So I walked towards the restroom in boredom, because if my pants got too wet, I would be embarrassed to walk out of the station, as I had nothing on.
It was already around 11 o'clock in the morning when we arrived at Riviera. The servant Sino had already prepared the car and was waiting there. Uncle John and I got in the car and we drove through the city center and along the coastal road towards home.
The sun was shining brightly at this time, and the beach was crowded with men and women, tens of thousands of them, who had come here from all over the world for vacation. They were dressed extremely revealingly, and many men and women hid under parasols, hugging and kissing. Everywhere you looked, there was a scene of spring.
They all desired sexual contact with each other, but as they were in public, they had no other choice but to hug each other and fantasize about it. Many of them could not suppress the lust in their hearts and finally had to jump into the sea to cool down.
I am deeply glad to have caught up with this happy procession. Yes, my family also belongs to this procession, and it seems that this procession also belongs entirely to my family.
This is indeed the case. Among those tens of millions of tourists, I wonder how many handsome men were my mother's friends or will be our friends.
I really wanted to stop the car, take off my shirt and pants, throw myself naked into the crowd and have some fun. I asked Uncle John:
"Do you think my mom is swimming on the beach right now?"
"No, she must still be at home. Charles came last week, and I saw him off to the plane in New York. And your Butler, he and his father caught a flight to Marseilles in Rio de Janeiro when I passed the Brazilian coast the day before yesterday. They are all waiting for you at home."
"Ah! Butler, my lovely Latin lover!"
I thought of Butler's tall and handsome figure. This time he was really going to be my savior! In short, as soon as I stepped into the house, I asked him to save me from the sexual distress that had been burning for thirty-six hours.
"Drive faster, Xino, I'm very hungry!"
I urged my servant:
Uncle John and I exchanged a knowing smile, and then he took the opportunity to touch and pinch my vagina. I opened my legs to let him touch it.
As soon as we got home, after Mom and I kissed, she fell into a sexual embrace with Uncle John. She pressed her half-naked plump body into his arms as hard as she could. She stretched out her pink neck, slightly closed her watery eyes, and put her cherry lips towards him. He kissed her. That was a wild and provocative kiss. Uncle John's hands were initially on Mom's plump buttocks, but as his kiss became more passionate, he actually reached his hands over to touch Mom's genitals, and Mom's buttocks twisted, her waist swayed, and her two long legs trembled, as if she was overwhelmed by the itch.
This kiss lasted for more than a minute. I was so itchy that I motioned to Butler, who was sitting next to me, to kiss me in the same way. But he was so young and immature that I had to imitate Uncle John's kiss to my mother and took the initiative to touch his penis with my hand.
At this time, the black man Charles was sitting in the living room, singing and playing the piano. His singing was full of sexual provocation. Perhaps, he had had enough fun with his mother in the past few days. He saw Uncle John going wild on Mom and was totally indifferent. Yes, this kind of open-minded and cold attitude was also the best convention in our small group. We would never have those old ideas of being devoted, possessive or loyal to love. We were purely the most thorough hedonists!
My mother prepared a very sumptuous lunch, filling the table with seafood, precious animal meat, strong liquor and other foods rich in hormones.
That was naturally because Mom was entertaining Uncle John. After dinner, everyone sat in the living room. I knew Mom wanted to get rid of Charles and me because she had been flirting with Uncle John since dinner. So, I made an excuse to go to the beach with Butler to swim, and we left them.
Hand in hand, Butler and I walked toward my bedroom. Of course, he knew what I meant, so when we entered the room, he locked the door behind him and quickly took off his own clothes. I also unzipped my clothes at the back of my waist. In an instant, we were naked facing each other. Butler pounced on me and pressed me on the bed, panting and saying:
"Gree, I love you so much and miss you so much. I have been waiting for you here for three days and nights."
"Stop talking nonsense, Bo!"
I held his penis tightly and said:
"Put your penis as hard and long as possible, and then push it in hard. Don't be afraid of hurting me, I'm dying of thirst!"
Butler was young and vigorous. As soon as he saw me taking off all my clothes, his penis had already been erect. After I gripped it, it had already become hard and throbbing. At this time, I had already opened my vulva. He put his hands on my breasts and thrust his six-inch-long thing into my labia fiercely. Oh my God, this made me so happy that I felt dizzy. I suspected that my vulva had been torn apart by the stuffing. But before I could change my mind, Butler had already started his fierce thrusting.
He pressed his entire strong body against me, and thrust his penis in and out of my hole desperately. After a hundred or so thrusts, I was already wet with love.
Butler suddenly picked up my whole body. In his arms, his penis delicately penetrated my labia from under my buttocks. He put his hands around me and held my breasts. I also tried my best to squeeze my vagina down so that his penis could penetrate deeper.
Butler was indeed astonishingly skilled in this new technique, and every time he hit my vitals I cried out in pleasure, and every time he thrust in and out, and moved left and right, up and down, I felt ecstatic. But then I suddenly remembered that the book on the art of sexual intercourse said that if the method of sexual intercourse was appropriate, the woman would get a kind of insane pleasure. So I decided to pursue that kind of ecstatic experience in Butler, and I happily tried my best to cooperate with him, and when he pulled out I used my vagina to squeeze his penis, and when he pushed in, I also pushed against him with the same force.
Then we changed to a side-on position, but it was not stimulating enough, so I sat on the edge of the bed, spread my legs, and asked Butler to stand and thrust hard. The stimulation with each thrust really made my heart spin, and I thought that this was the stage where we could enter the real ecstasy.
However, just when I was about to enter that chaotic state of happiness, Butler couldn't hold it anymore. He let out a strange cry and hugged me tightly, refusing to move. The tip of his glans pressed against the mouth of my uterus and spit out hot and tingling semen. I knew things were bad, but I was still at the peak of excitement. I really wanted to take a big bite on his shoulder, because the stimulation of his ejaculation made me fall into another stronger sexual need.
But it had to stop there, for poor Butler's penis was beginning to weaken in my vagina, so I held him steady and gave him the comfort of love, because although he did not excite me to the extreme, he had done his best, and he was one of the men I had been with who lasted longer.
"Gally!"
He rested for a while and said:
"I'm going to India next year to study yoga. Once I learn that method, I'll be able to handle it easily."
"Why do you think about those things? Aren't you strong now?"
"No! Ge Li, I still can't do it to you. You don't have to lie to me. You are not satisfied yet!"
"Bo! I'm enough. I love you so much!"
After that I gave him a comforting kiss to prevent his inferiority complex from hurting him.
At this moment, I suddenly remembered my mother and Uncle John. I must seize the opportunity to watch them having sex. This was my biggest wish when I returned home this time! Then I gently slid Butler off my body, and I stroked his limp penis and said:
"Bo! I'm very tired from the flight today. I'm going to sleep alone in bed this afternoon. In the evening, we're going to go to the beach to swim in the sea. The strap of my swimsuit is broken. Are you willing to drive to the city to buy me a new one?"
"Okay, I'll go pick out a bikini-style silk swimsuit for you."
"You have to choose the latest style. The thinner the fabric, the better. Just enough to cover the vagina and nipples."
"Isn't that too revealing?"
"What does it matter? Besides, it will save you some trouble when you free me!"
After saying that, I gave him a lustful look, and he was so impulsive that he wanted to hug me in vain, but I stopped him. I pushed him away and got up to put on my clothes. He then opened the door obediently. After I made him coffee and milk, he drove out.
I washed hastily, put on my clothes again, and hurried across the garden into my mother's double living room, where there were velvet curtains, and I hid behind one of them.
In this row of houses, servants were not allowed to enter without ringing the bell, so I could eavesdrop and see everything that went on in my mother's bedroom.
As soon as I stood still, I heard the voices of Uncle John and Charles in the living room. I felt relieved because I knew the good show was still to come. Mom was also using her charm. She said:
"Dear Charles, do you still remember the inspiration you had yesterday?"
"What? You mean the 'Symphony of the Flesh and Soul' I'm writing for you?"
"Yes, I thought that if you didn't go back and start writing the music today, you wouldn't be able to write it."
"Oh, Delilah! That won't happen. I'm already a successful composer."
Although I was separated from her by a curtain, I could still see the annoyed look on my mother's face. The black man, Charles, was really too ignorant.
"I'm so sorry for both of you. I'm going to Nice with Geli to buy some lace this afternoon. I might not be back until very late. I think you should go to the beach to have some fun tonight."
Mom has ordered us to leave, but can she bear to kick out Uncle John as well? No, absolutely not. They must have agreed on this beforehand. This is for use against black people.
"Then let's go out and have some fun, Charles." It was Uncle John's voice.
Then they came out from the sitting room one after another, one with a smug look on his face, the other with his head hung like a defeated rooster.
Mom was humming a happy song in the room. Less than ten minutes after the men left, Mom was completely naked. Holding the spices in one hand and the towel in the other, she walked naked from the bedroom to the bathroom. She threw the towel and spices on the mirror next to the bathtub, and stood in front of the mirror, admiring her body proudly.
At this time, because I was standing at an angle facing the mirror, I could clearly see my mother's beautiful curves. Her body was really plump. Although she was already 35 years old, perhaps that was because that was the age when a woman's beauty was most mature! My mother's body is so beautiful, so white and tender, with clear curves. That kind of sexy charm even makes my heart beat faster when I see it.
Her breasts are round and tall, with two red nipples extending to the ends of her chest. My mother's breasts are so well maintained that I envy them. She doesn't need to wear a bra to keep their breasts quite upturned. Naturally, men will be fascinated by her. Even when I see them now, I want to reach out and hold them and play with them, and open my mouth to lick them, ah! How nice it would be if I could lean my whole cheek against my mother’s breasts!
At this time, my mother was leaning lazily on a gray soft chair. It seemed that she went to the bathroom not to take a shower immediately, but to expose herself completely, or to have naked sex with Uncle John in the bathroom. In short, since I was standing quietly in the tent and the angle of vision was so clear, I could only watch what was going on.
At this time, my mother's hands were touching her lower body, as if she couldn't help it, so my eyes also went to her lower part. My mother's buttocks were so plump and white, and the round curve extended from her waist, stretching out in an arc into two large fleshy petals, the degree of protrusion was even more than that of her breasts. The lower end of the curve was beautifully connected to her crystal thighs. Her thighs were so well-proportioned and moderately fat and thin, extending all the way downward. Every part was beautiful, even her ankles and toes. The instep of her feet was bulged into a sexy arc because she often danced in high heels. The skin color of her entire leg was so white and tender with a rosy glow, without even a stray hair or a spot, which showed that she had done her best in terms of maintenance.
At this time, my mother suddenly spread her legs apart. Her right hand, which was originally on her lower abdomen, couldn't help but move down to scratch her vagina. My eyes also followed to that mysterious place of hers that made me envy the most.
It turns out that my mother's lower abdomen is the kind of abdomen that symbolizes sex, and it is moderately round. The lower part of the lower abdomen is slightly inward, and then a semi-arc-shaped mound of flesh is drawn downward. That is my mother's unique sexual organ, at least different from me and my female classmates. My mother's plump mons pubis is as big as ours, and there are only a few sparse labia on it. And because of good maintenance, the color of the pores and epidermis is charmingly rosy. When it comes to the flesh color of the mons pubis, I can be said to be slightly better.
My mother's vagina had turned slightly purple due to the friction during sexual intercourse, while mine was still bright red and tender. At this time, because my mother's thighs were open, I could see her vagina in its entirety. Although I often bathed with my mother, this was the first time I saw her vagina in its entirety like this.
Her labia were earthy red and long, the slit of her vagina was five or six inches long, and the area around her vulva was filled with plump and tender red flesh, with a thumb-sized clitoris protruding in the middle.
Although I cannot measure the depth of my mother's flesh hole, it is so magnificent and so red that it makes me feel that it is indeed a place that can allow all men's penises to gallop on it. The more I look at it, the more I feel that my mother is a great woman. I especially hope that when I become a woman in my thirties, I can also have such a plump vagina.
Yes, after I have fully enjoyed my mother's gorgeous naked beauty, I have to admit that my mother is the sexiest woman in the world. All the gorgeous clothes in the world are suitable for her, but bras and panties are redundant for her. She doesn't need those things. Her body is already very standard and sexy. She is only suitable to be completely naked, or only covered with a thin shirt on the outside and nothing inside. My mother's body makes me envious, and her hedonistic spirit makes me admire her. I am infinitely proud to have a woman like my mother as my mother.
Mom sat up from the soft cushion, she bent her knees and raised her legs, rubbing her breasts against her legs. I knew that she had been waiting for Uncle John for so long that she couldn't wait any longer, but her posture and charm were still so elegant and leisurely, without any impatience or vulgarity. She reached out and took a book from the dressing table, the pornographic paintings that Uncle Kinsey had just sent from Madrid, and flipped through a few pages. Then she threw the book away, stood up, and walked slowly into the bathtub. I knew that her bath water often contained musk powder, lemon juice and milk, but today I seemed to smell another charming scent, which was very fragrant and intoxicating. I had only smelled it for a while when I felt a burning itch in my heart and a numb itch in my vagina. I kept wanting a man's penis to fuck me, but I endured it. I knew that Uncle John would just go out for a walk and would be back.
At this time, my mother was humming a kind of seductive and obscene song, while holding up her big breasts and washing them in the bath water. At this moment, a man's footsteps were heard outside the living room, followed by Uncle John knocking on the door.
"Dalilah! Delilah! I'm back Delilah!"
"Is it John?"
Mom sat in the bathtub and shouted back:
"The door is not locked, please come in!"
Uncle John came in and locked the door with his backhand. He had a greasy and lewd smile on his face and his whole body was glowing with thirsty sexual desire. As soon as he entered the living room, he turned around and saw that the bathroom door was half open, and there was the sound of splashing water from inside. He knew that everything was ready, so he walked into Mom's bedroom without hesitation. I was wondering why he didn't go into the bathroom to tease Mom immediately, but Mom raised her voice and spoke in the bathtub.
"John! I'm soaking in the bathtub!"
Her voice reminded me of a female cat about to have sex on the tiles.
"I know, Dali. Let me take off my clothes first!"
"John, I forgot to bring my briefs. Please get one from under the pillow and bring it to me!"
"You've never bought any briefs, have you, Dali?"
He was busy taking off his clothes and said:
I heard my mother's laughter from the bathroom, as if her whole body was itchy.
"Then at least bring me a towel. I can't meet you naked like this!"
"You don't need a towel anymore. I'll come and carry you out."
Mom was happy again and laughed loudly.
"You are so mean, I won't let you hug me!"
"I want to hug you. I have been thinking about doing this all the way here."
After saying this, Uncle John walked out of the bedroom naked. After taking off all his clothes, he became a different Uncle John. His muscles were full and firm, he was healthy and strong, with a protruding chest and broad shoulders. From head to toe, he had standard male body.
I felt that Uncle John must have been an Olympic athlete when he was young. He was as strong as a donkey. As he walked towards the bathroom, he stroked his penis, which had already been erect, round, black, and swaying. It looked huge and ferocious, and its thickness, roundness, and length really surprised me. I felt itchy and scared at the same time.
When I was a child, I traveled to Russia with my father. On the way, I saw a male donkey chasing a female donkey. The donkey's cylindrical penis looked just like Uncle John's penis. The mushroom-shaped glans was as big as a lamp, the skin on the stem was shiny, and the blue veins were exposed, which fully symbolized the male power and lovely primitive savagery.
I had just admired my mother's vagina, but now when I saw Uncle John's huge penis, I couldn't believe that their intercourse was pleasurable, because judging by its thickness and length, it seemed that my mother's genitals could hardly accommodate it. She must be in pain, right?
But in the next moment, I couldn't help but laugh at my own stupidity. Since Dad passed away, they have been playing together for two or three months every year and have had sex no less than a thousand times. Their sex must have been successful and enjoyable. At the moment when I was secretly wondering about this, Uncle John had already walked into the bathroom, and he walked towards Mom with his penis raised.
In order to make my view more intimate, I moved the curtains open a little. Anyway, they thought they were the only two in the room, and their sexual desire had made them too busy to pay attention to their surroundings.
Uncle John walked over to the bathtub where Mom had stood up, naked and dripping, and they hugged, a tight, sexy hug, and then they kissed.
Although their mouths were kissing each other, their hands were touching each other's bodies. At first, they caressed each other's exposed breasts and shoulders, and later, they touched each other's buttocks and genitals. Mom held John's penis so tightly, and John's hands slid from her lower back to the bottom of her buttocks, and his fingers hooked into Mom's vagina from the bottom.
They could actually stand like that, hugging each other for three or four minutes. I really admire their endurance. If I were either of them, I would not be able to resist suggesting having sex first before doing anything else. I was fascinated by this scene. I felt saliva flowing from my mouth and my vagina felt unusually wet.
Suddenly, I saw my mother sliding her fair and tender body down and lying back into the bathtub, as if she could not bear the itchiness and lust, and as if she wanted to seek other pleasures.
Uncle John was standing at first. When he saw her leaning down lazily, he put one foot on the edge of the bathtub, and took advantage of the situation to straighten his hips, and put the erect penis straight up to my mother's lips. I thought my mother would turn around and avoid it, but everything was beyond my expectations and premonitions. My mother's eyes were shining, and she almost wanted to swallow the long penis. She held it in her hands, rubbed it on her cheeks, and made a gesture with her mouth. Then she opened her cherry lips and sucked it hard, and stretched out her hot tongue to lick the sensitive muscles under the glans. She laughed and said:
"John, your thing is always so lovely. I have thought about you almost every night since we parted. Tell me, oh! my lovely Caucasian donkey, how many women have you fucked since you returned to the United States last year?"
Uncle John picked up Mom again and put her on his lap. Mom hooked her right hand around his neck and her left hand still held his mouth tightly. He said:
"Dalilah, dear, why do you ask such meaningless questions? Anyway, I only think of you. Let me tell you, in order to spend our happy vacation here, I have fasted for two months. Moreover, since the beginning of last winter, in order to make you happy, I have eaten countless aphrodisiacs. I have eaten more than 200 fur seal whips alone!"
My mother was so excited that she shook her fat ass on his legs. She said coquettishly:
"Well - John, I won't agree with you. Your thing is already too thick and long for me to contain, and you have eaten so many sea lions' penises. It seems that you want to kill me to be satisfied!"
Although my mother said this, she was really having a great time. She showed all her charming and feminine qualities. She put down her lips and kissed his glans softly for a while, then said coquettishly and foolishly:
"John, I won't let you today!"
"Why, Dali, is my instrument not satisfactory to you?"
"It's not that I'm dissatisfied, but it smells like a sea lion!"
“Ah! Delilah, you—”
They hugged each other and laughed. Then Mom went under the shower to wash off the soap bubbles on her body, while Uncle John wiped her with a towel.
They were all very appreciative, not in a hurry, only seeking to prolong the time and enjoy the pleasure, without any sense of boredom, like the impatience that Butler and I had when we met naked.
He wiped her back and all over her body. Mom even spread her legs and let him wipe the water drops off her pubic hair. He wiped and kissed her, making a squeaky sound. It was so ecstatic. Uncle John threw away the towel and they hugged each other again. He leaned close to her ear and said:
"Dalilah! Can we go to the bed and have some fun now?"
Mom just said "hmm" in a charming way.
So he picked her up from the ground, walked out of the bathroom, and went back to the bedroom. Mom's arms were as soft as snow lotus roots, and they were hooked around his shoulders. She had her eyes slightly closed, with a smile on her face. Facing such a situation, Mom still felt a little shy. When he passed by where I was hiding, I heard him say:
"I'm going to give you unexpected pleasure."
"John! What are you going to do to me today?"
"Do you really love me this much?"
"Just wait and see. Just show me your vagina as much as possible. Just close your eyes and enjoy it. My creation today is extraordinary."
Perhaps Uncle John tickled her itch under her butt as they were talking, and she giggled and twisted her body.
Just then, they all entered the bedroom, and the hateful Uncle John closed the door, completely blocking my view.
Dear readers! How could I stop watching in that urgent situation? The following is their wonderful performance, which I must imitate.
Then, my eyes rolled and I figured out that there was a vent in the ceiling of my mother's bedroom, and that vent was connected to an opening on the balcony. I quickly left the room and ran out of the living room. When I went upstairs, I told a maid:
"Tell anyone not to go upstairs. I want to sunbathe on the balcony."

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"two"
I quickly crawled into the opening behind the balcony. In order to achieve my purpose of spying, my movements were as light as a female cat.
Finally I peeked again, and not only could I see everything clearly, I could also hear the sounds. In fact, the place where I was crouching was exactly two meters above my mother's bedroom, and I could even hear their breathing and heartbeats clearly.
However, when I leaned through the opening and looked at my mother's bed, I was shocked by the scene.
It turned out that Mom was lying on her back on the bed with a cotton pad under her buttocks, her fat, red vagina sticking up high, and Uncle John was sitting across Mom's belly like he was riding a horse. [It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was sitting on her.] His penis was trying hard to stuff into Mom's vagina, but because it was too big, only half of it was inserted. Mom's vagina had been squeezed outward with her labia, and perhaps because of the pain, she was stretching her arms to press against Uncle John's belly, meaning to ask him to go slower.
It was at this moment that I peeked inside, and saw that Mom's face was frowning with pleasure, and she was breathing sweetly, and her vagina was like a snake swallowing another snake that was bigger than itself, swallowing Uncle John's penis. But they had past experience and tacit understanding. Mom knew that Uncle John knew how wide her vagina was, and she also knew that his technique was delicate and gentle, so even though she was in a difficult situation and couldn't advance or retreat, she felt there was no need to open the dog and tell him to do it, she knew he would do it well.
But when I carefully peeked at Uncle John's expression, I found that he did not stop his penis from entering, but slowly pushed it in with a delicate and gentle rhythm.
From this, I knew that he loved my mother. He did not have any of the wild impulses of a young man. He was only afraid that she would be hurt and that she would not be stimulated enough.
Seeing Uncle John's superior advantage, I almost worshipped him like a god, and secretly envied my mother's pleasure at that moment.
I have had countless sexual intercourse experiences, but none of them were extremely intense. Generally speaking, a man's sexual organ is strong, and he can try his best to be considerate and gentle during intercourse. This is the first happiness for women.
My mind was wandering with the scene before me, as if that beautiful penis was also in my own vagina. The meaning was so much more wonderful than that of the professor and Butler.
As I was daydreaming, I was watching clearly with my golden eyes. I saw their penises gradually go in, then go in closer, and when it looked like they were half way in, Uncle John sank his hips down hard, and Mom's upper body trembled violently. At this time, only an inch of the penis was exposed. I was very surprised at the depth of Mom's vagina. According to the length of his penis, although it was not completely inside, it was enough to reach above her belly button. Mom was so happy that she half-closed her eyes with tears. Her limbs were like squids, grabbing Uncle John's body. She panted and made a semi-hysterical sound for a while, shouting wildly:
"Just go all the way in! Poor John, I'm not afraid, I'm enjoying it! No, even if you make me die of pain, I'll be happy, ah! Dear, you are really getting more and more divine every year! Come on! Don't hold back! Isn't there a little part left outside? Put it in quickly, I want it! John, do you know that I am so addicted to your whole body at this moment, I also want it to be swallowed up by my vagina? Ah! You are so good, I love you so much! Oh! Slow down..."
While Mom was screaming like this, Uncle John's penis may have accidentally hurt the inner wall of her vagina. He thought that before she could get into a stable position, Mom would pull back and thrust backwards (that was Uncle John's specialty, which I only enjoyed later). Then Mom showed a state of surrender before being seduced, but Uncle John said proudly:
"Don't be in a hurry, Delilah. I told you that this year we'll present you with brand new styles!"
After saying this, both of them showed a kind of affection, that is, they stopped talking and just calmly pursued the pleasure of sexual intercourse.
In a wonderful diving posture, their genitals were completely fitted together. Uncle John's whole body was pressed on Mom, and Mom hugged him tightly, fearing to lose him. His lower back was twisting up and down and left and right, using his mind and inner strength to move the front end of his penis to the deepest and itchiest part of Mom's genitals.
He teased and flirted with her, and soon my mother was also there, twisting her fat ass and offering her vagina to respond to his every teasing.
They moved slowly and delicately for about two or three minutes, and suddenly I heard a squeaking sound in my ears. It turned out that my mother was already dripping with sex juice. The slippery liquid made their genitals fit together beautifully and frequently. I admired their old-fashioned and calm style very much. In fact, although the stimulation of thrusting can cause pleasure by rubbing against the vagina, it is actually not as ecstatic as like this, with the whole thing stuffed in the core of the clitoris, grinding and rotating.
But although every woman in the world desires this kind of heavenly trembling happiness, the difficulty is that there are only a few men who can do it. Therefore, what a great Uncle John! What a lucky mom! They are truly a pair of immortal lovers filled with lust and desire.

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"three"
They rubbed and rubbed each other comfortably like this for a long time, about twenty minutes later, Mom was getting more and more excited, as if she had been teased into another passionate state of desire, and this delicate [inner power] had made him tired of it, she shook her vagina upwards desperately, and her teeth were grinding, and Uncle John seemed to be unable to control himself, showing a frightening savage sign, his eyes shot out the unique light of a man's carnal heart burning, his hands grasped Mom's plump breasts so powerfully, and he kept kissing her, pinching her, and digging her, his lower body was fucking her hard, in short, he seemed to want to eat her whole, the mood was the same as Mom's state, Mom seemed to have entered a state of willingness to die, in short, the sophisticated tenderness they had at the beginning could no longer be found, the sexual contact and the heart-wrenching and itchy teasing had made them return to the wildness of their youth, they had begun to become a pile of passion.
But my mother never loses her noble demeanor in any sexual situation. If it were me, when faced with such extreme stimulation, I would inevitably lose my dignity and rationality. I would just do it for pleasure. In order to make my genitals fit closely, I would strike many ugly poses, even raising my butt like an animal and letting a boy ride on my back and enter from the back. I have tried this before.
But even at the edge of madness, Ma was still so graceful, calm and ladylike. At this time, she just kissed Uncle John's shoulder with her lips, half-opened her charming eyes and said capriciously in his ear:
"John, you have made my vagina so hot, no, my heart is ablaze with joy, look, you have started to pull it out! Please use it like the piston of a locomotive and start moving it!"
After hearing this, Uncle John knelt up suddenly as if he had received an order. He then spread Mom's thighs as far as possible, and the posture of his upper body became more stable. Then he began to show off his signature "external skills". He pulled his penis out very slowly, and when only the glans was left in her labia majora, he held it with both hands, and pounded it up and down three times in the long slit at the entrance of her vulva, and then stuffed it in at the same speed. The state of their genitals fitting together was like the piston of a train, squeaking in and out of the cylindrical mouth of an air box, and every time he moved, Mom would spasm with pleasure, and she would express her reaction even in the most subtle way. She would either shout "sexual odes" of praise with her mouth, or pat and scratch Uncle John's body with her hands.
Uncle John just puffed up his lips, as if he had known that Mom would have such a happy reaction, and as if he was convinced that he could create an even more passionate miracle. Therefore, his attitude was almost close to ignoring Mom's screams and trembling. He just calmly did his job, inserting that wet, red, hard and long penis in Mom's vagina [one pull out, two three pounding] [four thrusts, five picks, six twists and hooks], pulling out almost all the way, and inserting almost the testicles together when thrusting.
But he is not exactly like a locomotive, he has no acceleration! It's always so slow! exquisite! That kind of persistence of heart! The confidence that the pleasure would continue made Mom crazy with joy. She kept cheering and dancing with her limbs and claws, her breasts shaking and her hips rocking. All her wild feminine nature was revealed.
I was really amazed at Uncle John's stamina, and his technical attainments in the "slow internal force" technique. No matter how lustful my mother was, and how he stimulated her crazily, he never changed the speed of entry and exit. It was the same at the beginning, and when my mother reached the climax, he was still the same, and he kept doing it that way!
Therefore, my mother was always placed on the peak of satisfaction. At this moment, I finally understood what Uncle John said on the train on the way: "When we get together, we will pump hundreds of times, and we only go in and out twice a minute."
Yes, [slow practice] is the highest level of sexual accomplishment, which not only shows the highest love and art, but also shows the highest charm of male kindness.
ah! How I envy my mother's enjoyment. No wonder some eighteen-year-old girls are so crazy about marrying a man in his forties or fifties. As for me, at this moment, I am so infatuated with my Uncle John!
I really fell in love with him, and I secretly made a wish in my heart:
"I must seduce Uncle John within this summer vacation. I will risk my life to experience his slowness."
Uncle John and Mom were like that, tossing and turning in bed. They didn't change positions very many times. They just wanted to be close, comfortable and touch the vital parts.
My legs were sore from supporting her and my pussy was so wet. I looked at the watch. They had been having sex for two hours. Mom was in a hysterical state of ecstasy. Her labia moved in and out with the movement of the penis. Her hair was messy and her lower body was soaking wet. The sweat from Uncle John's chest had soaked most of her breasts. She was half unconscious and was gasping in vain, but there was always a satisfied smile on her lips. I didn't know how long they would continue to play.
I thought to myself, "That's enough. They are a divine couple anyway."
Just as I was about to step out of that place, a miraculous scene appeared.
Uncle John completely changed his poetic [slowness], and he shouted out loudly: "Dala...Dala! How much I love...but..."
The frequency of his lower body thrusting also increased abnormally, like a fisherman who sees his boat starting to take in water and tries in vain to get the fish he has placed in the cabin.
At first I thought Uncle John was a sex donkey god who couldn’t get angry, but it was so beautiful that he could last so long before coming!
I saw him riding wildly for a while, then he pressed his hips down hard into my mother's vagina and never got up again. I could only see his spinal joints twitching, and I knew he was trying hard to spurt out his semen. At this time, my mother used her last bit of strength to hug him, shouting, "Ah! John, ah! John..."
Uncle John had quietly fallen into a state of prostration, and Mom had also completely relaxed. They both closed their eyes, exhaled their last breath, and fell silent, as if they were fast asleep, as if they were dead.
I had to run out onto the balcony like a cat in a hot house, and then I stripped myself completely naked. I didn't want to sunbathe, but my vagina was tingling from the intense sensation I had just had. So I leaned back on the clam-shaped wicker chair, pulled the call bell beside me, and called out to the people below on the call tube:
"Martha! Isn't Xino idle at home?"
Masha was my personal maid, and Xino, the young Russian servant, I had long seen from his lustful eyes that he had evil thoughts about my body. When he picked me up at the station that day, he touched my breast for no reason.
Since Butler had driven out to buy me a bathing suit and was not yet back, he must be idle at home. Of course he may not satisfy me, but asking him to do his job can relieve the itch.
"Miss, why are you calling Xino? He's free!"
It was Martha's voice.
"I want him to come up to the balcony and do something for me."
"Aren't you sunbathing, miss?"
"I've already put on my clothes, Martha. If you keep talking, I'll deduct your bonus for this month!"
"Yes, ma'am."
Martha has always obeyed me.
After a while, Xino's pretty figure appeared at the entrance of the balcony.
Maybe he was frightened when he saw that I was not wearing any clothes, or maybe he was attracted by my sexy naked beauty. In any case, he stood there like a wooden chicken, not daring to walk towards me, nor daring to walk back. He just looked at me with fiery eyes.
My servant sneered and said:
"Come on, Sino, I want you to do something for me that will make you happy."
"But...Miss..."
He stammered, but finally he came closer to me.
I hugged him tightly. This bastard also understood my intention and immediately took action. He hugged me and said, "What can I do for you, Miss?"
"Hmm, there's a little meat stick in my vagina, it's itchy as hell, please scratch it for me."
He smiled servilely, a smug smile, then he put his hand on mine and started having sex on the rattan chair.
However, none of the slaves in the world are useful. Perhaps it was because my vagina was too hot, or I showed too much need, he only went in and out thirty or fifty times and then it was over. His penis was not as good as Butler's, and was only comparable to the professor's.
I pushed him away and said:
"Xino, how can you be so pretentious!"
"I have done my best, miss."
"Your shirt is old, go buy a new one!"
I slipped him about two hundred francs.
"Thank you, Miss. If you have any further instructions, I'll be at your service anytime!"
I glared at him in disgust. He went down.
He didn't scratch my itch, but it was better than nothing. So I lay there naked in the sun, thinking back to the affair between Mom and Uncle John.

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"Four"
Butler did not drive in from the garden drive until about eight o'clock that evening, when Ma and Uncle John and Charles were having dinner in the dining room.
When Butler pulled into the garage he came running over to where I was sitting, waving his hand and holding the bathing suit box, like a fawning lapdog.
He hugged me around the waist and said:
"Gary, go back to the room quickly, let's try on this bikini!"
I was so touched by the sincerity of his love that I resolved to allow him to go back to my room with me, regardless of shame, so that I could admire me trying on new clothes naked.
So I thanked him, took his hand, and we walked back to my bedroom through the corridor next to the restaurant. When we passed the window, Uncle John was raising his hand to drink a glass of five-flavor wine, and I immediately gave him a seductive look.
Back in the room, I took off my clothes and deliberately exposed my whole body to Butler, but he just hugged and kissed me, which was unusual, without asking for sexual intercourse. I was deeply surprised by this. At that time, I had no time to think about it. I just thought that he had had fun with me in the afternoon, and perhaps his sexual function had not yet recovered.
So when he put on that sexy swimsuit for me with his own hands, I had no intention of making any forced flirtations with him. I just hoped that he could satisfy me one more time before going to bed tonight.
He put on my swimsuit and couldn't help praising me, saying that I was beautiful, plump, and had such standard measurements. It was a pity that I had never participated in the annual beauty pageant in Rivera. Of course, I was happy to hear his flattery, but at this moment, Mom walked into my room. She first gave Butler a liking look, and then also praised me, saying that I was the sexiest beauty in the world when I put on my swimsuit. She hugged me and said:
"Gree, honey, we're going to go swimming on the beach soon. The moonlight is so beautiful. I hope you and Butler can join us. After we swim in the sea, we'll take the yacht to Rainbow Bay for a midnight snack. Charles will treat us."
Of course I accepted my mother's invitation, and Butler immediately agreed. He gave his mother a polite hug, and his mother left with a smile.
We packed up some water-playing equipment and prepared to go to the front hall. As Butler put his coat on me he held me close and said:
"Gree, will you allow me to sleep with you tonight?"
I put my arms around his neck, kissed him passionately and said:
"If you don't dare to come, I will beat you if you come a little later!"
He suddenly said seriously:
"Grey, to be honest, I just ran into an Arab friend in the city. He's an aphrodisiac dealer."
"Did you get anything back from him?"
My eyes couldn't help but radiate a light of hope.
"He gave me a small packet of white foam. He said it was a treasure that a wealthy man in Egypt had paid a high price for!"
"How about that thing? Let me see it."
"I've already eaten it all. He washed it down with a green wine. He said the longer I eat it, the longer my penis will last during intercourse, and it will be more than twice as thick as usual!"
My heart was moved by his description. I hope that little Arab jerk is telling the truth.
"Did he say anything else?"
He said it could last at least three hours.
"Is that really the case? But, Butler, I don't know if it works or not, did you give him the money?"
"Not yet. He said he would wait for me at the hotel on the beach this afternoon to send the money. He also said that if it didn't work, he wouldn't take a penny."
"Ah! That may be possible, my dear Butler, and how wonderful it is!"
I was so excited that I hugged him and wanted to swallow him in one bite. If it wasn't for the purpose of cultivating the medicine in his stomach, I would really unbutton my pants and let him try it immediately.
Martha, the maid, came in to urge us on. She said mom and the others were already waiting for us in the car.
I suddenly remembered that I should take this opportunity to show off to Uncle John and Charles while wearing this revealing swimsuit, and I said to myself:
"Since we're driving, I'll just wear my swimsuit. I won't have anywhere to put my outer clothes if I take them off later."
Regardless of whether Butler agreed or not, I took off my coat, proudly sticking my breasts out, sticking out my buttocks, lifting my thighs that were almost completely exposed, and holding Butler's hand to go outside and get in the car.
Uncle John opened the car door to welcome me. His eyes wandered up and down my body, and they almost praised my sexy curves in unison.
Mom just hugged me with a smile. She was proud of me and didn't blame me for my promiscuity at all. In fact, she was wearing more revealing clothes than me. Her swimsuit was donated to Charles by a European female swimsuit designer when he held a concert for her. The material was thinner than silk and satin, and almost as transparent as nylon. It was short and tight, and Mom's lower body was so plump and white that the cloth part of the swimming trunks was only enough to cover her slit, and the hairy part on both sides of her pubic area was exposed without any cover.
My mother also only wore a swimsuit without any outer pants, and she didn't even put on a towel. This has been her habit for many years.
Our car was on the right side of the beach and we parked in the Shad family's private parking lot. When we got out of the car, we saw that Rivera's beach was still crowded with thousands of male and female tourists. The moon was shining brightly at this time, and the lights were shining far and near, which made this place more charming and romantic. I am sure that many tourists must have slept there overnight.
Because they kissed, talked, caressed, had sex, and fell asleep under the umbrellas without anyone asking, and the climate was so pleasant. Did God create this beautiful beach just for men and women to lie there and enjoy themselves to their heart's content?
We entered our private gray shower room and the men took off their coats, wearing only a tight pair of swimming trunks. Their swimming trunks were also extremely short, so short that they formed a triangle, which covered their genitals, but the shape of their penises could be clearly seen from the outside. In terms of size and appearance, Charles's penis was the largest. He was dark-skinned, and his off-white swimming trunks looked like a horizontal wet firewood. In terms of length, Uncle John's was the most amazing, with one end of his glans almost jumping out of the side of his swimming trunks. In terms of delicateness and fit, Butler's penis was the most charming. I was familiar with his penis, not to mention when he was wearing swimming trunks. Even when he was wearing a tuxedo, I could visualize its entire state just by closing my eyes.
At this time, my mother took the lead and said:
"Come on, gentlemen, let's go soak in the sea water for a while."
As she spoke, she twisted her plump hips, raised her breasts, and twisted her body with every step to show off her graceful charm. She ran through the crowd towards the waterfront in a very beautiful running posture.
I followed my mother closely. At this time, this corner of the beach really made us, mother and daughter, the center of attention, because the three men behind us followed us like pugs, and the men around us, although they had their female companions around them, also cast their eyes on my and my bodies at the same time, and some were even completely obsessed with us.
We jumped into the water and played with laughter, but that was not swimming at all, but another kind of sexual pleasure, or a prelude to sexual intercourse.
As our swimsuits were soaked, it was like we were completely naked. We teased each other's genitals and laughed heartily when we felt itchy. After all, we were in the water and it was night, so even though there were people around, our sexual intercourse would not be seen by others. Besides, they were flirting like that, so they had no time to appreciate us.
At this moment, I used all my girlish charm to entangle Butler. I must keep him tonight. While I was calculating the time when he took the aphrodisiac, I felt secretly happy.
But his eyes would occasionally emit a beastly light, and would slide straight over my mother's almost naked body. It was no wonder. Although he often came to my house, he mostly stayed with me, and he rarely had the chance to appreciate my mother's beautiful naked body. I tried my best to find excuses to block his view and flatter him. I thought to myself, "He may be acting like this because of his sexual desire. He would never have any dirty thoughts about Mom."
So I pulled him to the beach which was farther away from his mother. But when I had swum only two or three feet away, I felt someone pulling me under my feet. I wanted to tell Butler that I didn't know who was playing a trick on me under the water, but he was turning back and exchanging a flattering look with my mother.
It happened so quickly that before I could make any movement or say anything, I was pulled into the water by an extremely strong force. I opened my eyes in the water and was shocked! Do you know who it is? That's Uncle John! In his hand, there were a few words written on the white shell of a large conch shell. I used the light from the electric lamp in the water to see what was written on it: Ge Li! Can I teach you how to do the underwater waltz?
I nodded, and he embraced me. It wasn't a waltz at all, he just took the opportunity to hug me and touch me. Every time his hands fell, they hit my itch, making me want to unbutton my swimming trunks and let him touch me. At that moment, I realized that I was in love with Uncle John, but my heart was now intoxicated and I remembered poor Butler. I thought to myself, "I'll leave Uncle John for later. I must have Butler tonight!"
So I took advantage of Uncle John's distraction to slip out of his arms and used a diving posture to dive out of the water.
And when I opened my eyes and looked towards Mom, a surprising scene appeared in my eyes. Butler was bending down to kiss Mom's toes, and Mom was proudly lifting her thighs for him to kiss, with her eyes emitting an incomparably charming glow.
I knew things were going to go wrong because Charles had swam far out to the surface of the sea. Probably since I had been flirting with Uncle John underwater, Butler had also been flirting with Mom. I was just trying to use a trick to get Butler back to my side, but Uncle John pulled me underwater again.
All right! Just let him go. Anyway, I can't tell which one is better between the two of them. This is God's will.
After letting Uncle John toy with us underwater for a while, we both surfaced. Just as I expected, Mom and Butler were nowhere to be seen. When we ran back to our gazebo, there was a note under a cup of colorful soft serve ice cream. It was in Mom's handwriting!
"Bo and I are so thirsty, let's go over there and have some coffee."
ah! Isn’t this a huge disaster? Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't be a big deal if mom wanted an erection to please her, but tonight! He has already put in the effort to serve me, but now he has changed his mind because of my mother's temptation!
ah! All men are transformed from donkeys! The more I thought about it, the more I felt I couldn't let it go. So I took Uncle John's arm and said angrily:
"Uncle John! Please give up! I must see Butler tonight."
But he smiled and answered me:
"I'm waiting for you in Suite 114 of the Julian Tourist Hotel. You won't be able to find them, and even if you do, your erection will be too much to bear!"
Then I left Uncle John in vain, and looked all around the beach, but, as Uncle John had said, I could not find Ma and Butler anymore.
Although there were many lustful and handsome young men around me who were courting me at that time, I had no time to pay attention to them. I could only run around on the beach like a naughty bitch.
I climbed over an old sailboat and then jumped onto the rocks on a pile of lifebuoys. Of course, Mom had countless secret places on the beach, where she often seduced any man. Mom's sexual desire exceeded her appetite, and she needed it all day and all night.
I searched and searched, and finally in a secluded corner I saw a man lying on his back, but it was not Mom or Butler, it was Charles. He was unbuttoning his swimming trunks and playing with his penis with both hands. When it was hard and erect, he spit some saliva into his palm and began to masturbate.
Apart from his huge penis, which attracted me, everything else about him only made me feel extremely disgusted. There was a reason why my mother ignored him.
He was thrusting his penis forward, rolling and twitching on the sand, pumping it in vain with his hands, as if a woman were really having sex with him. It was the first time I had seen a man engaging in such crazy masturbation, so I lay on the rock and watched.
His sexual desire was high, like a thirsty Spanish buffalo. Although he tried hard to hold the penis in his palm, it still made a sticky squeaking sound. I felt a little sorry for him and decided to find some time to give him a good meal in the future when I stayed at home.
Charles lay there for five to seven minutes, then he came. He thrust his penis forward and let the white sperm spray onto the beach, gurgling some gibberish:
"Ah! Delilah, are you happy? Beth! Are you happy? Anna! Are you happy! ......"
He was probably masturbating while fantasizing about the women he had had sex with in the past.
Maybe my mother has deliberately ignored him these past two days, and because he is black, it is not easy for him to find a rival outside. Poor Charles!
After ejaculating, he lay limp on the sand. His black body looked like a pile of dead beasts from a distance. After watching Charles's boring masturbation, I suddenly realized that there was a great possibility that Mom had returned home with Butler to have sex.
I hurried to the parking lot, and sure enough, our car was gone.
I waved to a taxi and asked the driver to drive back to my house at top speed. When I arrived at my house, the servants were all asleep. I jumped out of the car and the young driver stretched out his hand to ask me for the fare. I didn't have any money with me, so in order to save time, I came up with an idea. I hurriedly pulled off the briefs of my swimsuit, threw them in his face and said:
"Take this pair of briefs to pay for your debt. They are new."
He had already been stunned by my charm. I ignored him and just ran into the house with my naked butt shaking.
Of course I did not forget the hole on the balcony. I went upstairs in a hurry, and all my movements were so light and quick. After a few seconds, I was lying above my mother's bed.
Sure enough, Mom and Butler were cuddling there, panting, and their naked bodies were wetly entangled. It turned out that they had already had sex, and everything was over. I cried out in my heart:
"It's all over! Oh my God! My Butler!"

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"five"
Then I heard them talking:
"Butler! I should have known you were so nice. You really made me happy tonight."
"Am I as good as Charles and Uncle John?"
"Ah! You have a different advantage than them. You are young. Let me hold you tight!"
"Sister Lila, you are truly the most perfect woman."
"What about me?"
"I mean your pussy! It's so deep! So hot! I'm totally crazy about your cunt."
Mom was giggling, and she hugged me and gave me a tight kiss. She pushed him away and brought him a cup of semi-warm thick milk. After he drank it, they returned to their original state, hugging each other face to face, with the penis still inserted in her vagina. The tenderness that mom showed to him was something I could never achieve.
Then my mother stretched out her arms, pressed a small exquisite machine on the lamp table and said:
"Do you know what kind of gift Uncle John gave me this year?"
"What is that? It's a small movie projector!"
"Well, there are two or three other small films!"
"Is that a Paris porn movie?"
"No, it's genuine British stuff, and the hero and heroine are both gorgeous."
"Please let me see it, dear Lila-sister!"
"We have already shown it to you a while ago. It's all stuff that will make you shudder."
"I'm not afraid. Besides, Sister Lila, when I get aroused and my penis becomes hard again, I'll just give you pleasure."
Mom kissed him passionately, as if she loved him to the extreme. But she said:
"It's not that I'm afraid you'll get aroused after watching it, but, to be honest, that's not something someone your age should watch. It's simply too lewd."
Butler said flatteringly:
"What does it matter? The way we are having sex now, the sweet state of your desire for my love, isn't it more lewd than any sex documentary in the world? We were born with a wonderful sex instrument, which was meant for us to enjoy as much as possible, don't you think so?"
Mom gave him another passionate kiss:
"I didn't expect you to know so much at such a young age. You really are good at everything."
After my mother finished speaking, she pressed the button and turned off the light switch. Immediately, a flash of light shone on the wall, creating a breathtaking scene. It was a story of extremely eroticism.
The first volume is a striptease, with two people taking turns dancing and having sex. The second volume is about a British gentleman chasing and having sex with countless girls. Finally, a naked woman like a lustful goddess appears, dancing belly dance. Later, she has intense sex with the gentleman on a bed of flesh made up of the girls. Finally, the gentleman inserts his penis into the girl's vagina and completes the sonata of ejaculation. The lustful young woman also leaves the gentleman and runs to the backyard to lie under the belly of a male donkey. She automatically plays with the penis of the animal. This volume is full of sexual passion from beginning to end. It is simply unbelievable that anyone dares to act it out.
The third volume is a wonderful record of an affair, and it has some real rural charm. An Irish woman pulled up her skirt to wash clothes by the river. A hunter happened to pass by there. He saw the woman's plump vagina exposed between her legs through the gaps in the branches. So he went forward and flirted with words. Finally, they had sex against a huge rock by the river. The hunter's was extraordinary, and the washerwoman told him that she was a 30-year-old widow who was thirsty for sex but helpless. Her agitation was fully displayed, and the long-lost debauchery of all women was portrayed vividly. If sex films also had Oscars, this would be a masterpiece that should win the award.
The fourth volume is a story of sexual intercourse on a large mail ship. A noble lady traveling from London to the European continent mistakenly entered the captain's private bathroom while bathing. While she was soaking naked in the bathtub, the captain came humming a song. Naturally, they were both veterans of flirting, and finally they sat on a springboard chair and performed the most bizarre and wild sexual moves in the world.
Suddenly all the lights went out, and Ma and Butler uttered a strange itchy cry, and then I saw them tossing up and down again in the moonlight.

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"six"
Of course, under the temptation of my mother, Butler's penis became erect again in my mother's vagina.
They indulged in sexual pleasure just like what they saw in the movie. Seeing this situation, I wonder if there is any point in reading further!
Others are enjoying themselves while I am "Fuck!" 』
So I left the balcony in a depressed mood, ran back to my room, lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling, feeling really bad.
I looked at my watch and it was already around midnight. I knew that this was just the beginning of all the evening excitement and joy in Rivera.
Suddenly, a ray of inspiration flashed through my mind, as if the door to heaven was opened for me in an instant. Thank God, I remembered Uncle John!
He said he'd be waiting for me in his suite at the Julian Tourist Inn. With Uncle John, screw Butler! I don't care about his temporary power that relies on aphrodisiacs!
Then all my melancholy disappeared, replaced by excitement, I pulled off the bra of my swimsuit, sprayed my whole body with "Duchess's Flesh Scent" [one of the latest and most expensive perfumes in Paris] and then put on a silk low-cut evening dress.
I drove to find Uncle John, and the hotel valet took me to the elevator and told me:
"Mr. Shade lives in Suite 114. There will be someone on the third floor to take care of your business."
I said:
"I know, he is my uncle!"
"I see. Then please get on the elevator, Ms. Shade."
Puou gave me a knowing smile and walked away.
Who cares about morals? Is it worth being laughed at for coming to my Uncle John in the middle of the night and sleeping happily together? Really!
When I knocked on Uncle John's door, he looked like he had just finished taking a shower!
I was only wearing a large towel. I held the edge of the towel with my left hand and turned the handle of the door with my right hand. As soon as I stepped in, I closed it casually.
"Uncle John! Can I come in?"
"You've already come in, haven't you? I was waiting for you!"
"I mean, isn't there another woman hiding in the room?"
"How could that be, Ge Li? You know tonight, I said I only love you tonight."
"But why are you only wearing a towel? Weren't you naked just now?"
"I am naked because I am waiting for you to come!"
"How do you know I will come?"
"The only one who is good at judging horses is Bole. You must know that I am not just relying on my age!"
He fastened the towel's interface with a clip and came over to hug me.
His hands were undoing my evening gown.
"Gray, you smell so good."
"If you like, I smell much better inside than outside!"
He had stripped me completely naked, and finally he took off the towel on my body. I was no longer reserved and I threw my whole body into his arms.
"Uncle John, I'm about to be destroyed by the itching. Please start saving me immediately!"
"What a naughty little girl! Like mother, like daughter. But you are so much prettier than her!"
“Hmm—”
I made a coquettish sound and sat on his thighs, hooking my ankles around his lower back. He was sitting on a round swivel chair.
"Tell me what you want, and I promise to satisfy you."
"I want your [Slow Skill]."
"What?"
"It's the same thing you and mom did during the day!"
"Aren't you ashamed of watching us do that?"
"Why are you embarrassed? Isn't that the same thing?"
As I said this, I pushed my butt forward a little bit. At this time, my vulva was already close to his big penis. It had been hard for a long time. I held it with both hands and played with it. I had seen its appearance thoroughly during the day, so I didn't feel surprised at all.
Uncle John said happily:
"You are so naive, Geli, aren't you afraid of pain?"
"Don't be afraid. I'd be willing to die in pain. Come on, Uncle John."
"Wait, the night is long, don't be afraid that I won't do it to you, just for the sake of smooth operation, wait for me to get some licensed goods!"
As he spoke, he pushed me up and walked to the closet, and I followed him closely.
"Uncle John, do you think I can compare to my mom's sexiness?"
I held up my erect breasts and said to him.
"You two are the sexiest couple. Most women with breasts as pointed as yours are sexy beauties, and..."
"And what? Uncle John!"
"And most of them have a beautiful vagina!"
"Is my pussy nice too?"
I thrust my penis towards him.
"Excellent, you can tell just by the brilliance of the exterior."
"Then why is that?"
"Because girls with big breasts are fully developed women, due to the sufficient sex hormones, their vaginas must be swollen, and their skin emits a rosy glow, which makes the opposite sex want to hug her and touch her as soon as they see her. There are such women in the world, so-called beauties, who do not need to do anything vulgar, and the joy of the world will be concentrated on them unexpectedly, as if they were born only for pleasure."
As he was talking, Uncle John took out a bottle of ointment-like substance, sat back in the round chair and said:
"Come on, Ge Li, now sit on my knees again, just like before, spread your thighs, put your calves behind me, and then push your vagina towards me. I'm going to apply some tortoise arm cream on you first. This is the most standard lubricant. Applying this thing will reduce a lot of pain and increase a lot of pleasure. You must know that my penis is big and thick, and your vagina is delicate and delicate. Come on, push it towards me a little more!"
I thrust towards him with all my might, and he squeezed out the tortoise shell cream and carefully applied it around my labia and the outer half of my vagina. I felt itchy, happy, and safe. I really admired his old-fashioned and steady style. At this moment, I had forgotten the world and just hugged his neck tightly, letting him do whatever he wanted to my lower body.
"You didn't use this stuff when you came here with your mom!"
"Her vagina is much more mature than yours. Think about it, she was already famous in New York before you were born. When she was 19, she could deal with three wealthy Icelandic sea otter fur dealers in one night. At that time, she and your grandmother opened a big bar in Vancouver with great debauchery."
I was tickled by his rubbing, so I boldly moved to his glans. As soon as I exerted force, it slid into my labia. He put down the bottle of ointment, held my buttocks with both hands, and slowly inserted his penis. Then he exerted a little force, and I felt my whole body relax with joy, as if a hot meat stick pierced my heart. I was so happy that I sat on his thighs, shaking and shouting:
"Uncle John! I never dreamed that my pussy would fit your big cock, but look, it's already halfway in, ah!"
"It can go all the way in, Ge Li. Your women's vaginas are surprisingly flexible. Last winter, on a cold snowy night, I was drinking on the streets of Chicago. When I got back to the hotel, I paid a pimp a group three thousand dollars to hire a Mexican virgin. At first she was terrified, but with my care and the aphrodisiac cream, she finally had her first sexual pleasure. Before she left, she plucked out three of my pubic hairs as a souvenir, saying she was really grateful to me."
As he spoke, Uncle John thrust his penis lightly and forcefully, completely plunging it inside me. Strangely enough, I felt a kind of pleasure that I had never experienced before.
Dear reader, please imagine that we turn our entire body into a meat tube, and a meat pillar of almost the same size is firmly stuffed inside it. Just imagine what a satisfying feeling that would be, and this is exactly what I am feeling at the moment.
In short, after doing it for a while, I felt that I had grown up. I had become as capable as a woman. I was even able to deal with Uncle John. I immediately felt excited and proud, so I took his entire penis in my mouth and moved it a few times!
ah! How can I describe that feeling that hits my heart and lungs, a mixture of pain and happiness, with my shy brushstrokes!
Uncle John was probably also pleased with my excitement, and he began to accommodate my actions, and comfortably pushed his lotus-sized glans against my vaginal wall.
I laid my whole body on his chest, letting him move freely in and out of my vagina. We did not change to any other positions, and I had reached a state of extreme pleasure.
I felt dizzy, soft, wet, itchy and numb, and he played with me as if I were a toy from beginning to end, with great care, and I liked him doing that!
I felt dizzy and just let him do whatever he wanted. Then he laid me on the floor, then on the bed, then back on his knees.
Anyway, as I write about this unforgettable romance, I still remember clearly that when the cock crowed that night, Uncle John was still fucking me, and I was getting more and more greedy, and I tried my best to please him, so when he ejaculated in me just before dawn, I only had a slight feeling left, and in fact I was almost unconscious at that time.

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Epilogue
The above is all about my first day of life after returning to Rivera’s home from Paris. Of course, this kind of sex life surrounded by colorful joy continued over and over again on the second day, the third day... and it became even more intense.
My mother is really a very willful woman. Her desire is like the crater of a volcano. Even if she plays with all the men in the world, she can't be calmed down.
My family has plenty of money. In addition to entertaining several VIPs to our home for vacation every year, she also often travels to Northern Europe, India, and even goes alone to the savage tribe in Ivory Coast of Africa to travel. She is not cynical, she just wants to enjoy herself to the fullest. In short, after reading this little account, you can imagine what kind of dissolute sex life my mother led.
As for myself, of course, I am loyal to my mother's genes and the gift of a healthy physique. I am also a sexist, but my sex life is not within the scope of this book. Besides, the family belongs to my mother, and my world is in school and Rivera's youth social circle.