Chapter 111

I said, “Hurry up and wash up, I’ll go wake up Mom and the others.”

My sister raised an eyebrow and boldly reached out to pinch my erect penis: “Are you going to wake Mom up like this?”

I wrapped my arms around my sister’s soft waist, stared at her pink lips, and grinned mischievously, “Then why don’t you take care of it for me right here?”

My sister blushed and pushed my chest, saying, “Go away, don’t bother me, I still need to put on makeup.”

I stared at my sister’s pretty, flawless face: “Why bother with makeup? You’re so beautiful, makeup is completely unnecessary.”

Hearing this, the younger sister smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling: “Are you practicing such sweet talk now so you can use it on your girlfriend in the future?”

“Uh~”

I choked for a moment, then slapped my sister’s delicate bottom hard and said, following her lead, “Sure, she’ll be the first wife and you’ll be the second wife.”

Upon hearing this, the younger sister immediately lunged at her fiercely, baring her teeth and claws: “You dare to do it without my permission!”

After playing around with my younger sister for a while, I arrived at my older sister’s bedroom door. The door was closed, and my aunt and older sister were probably still asleep. My mother’s bedroom door was half open, and I could see her figure moving around from time to time.

Looking at the time, it was already seven in the morning. I was too lazy to make breakfast, so I just ordered takeout.

While my mother was putting on makeup, I sneaked into my sister’s bedroom and lightly slapped my aunt and sister’s pert buttocks a few times.

“Get up now!”

After quietly waking the two of them, I quickly slipped out.

Unfortunately, her younger sister happened to see them when she went out.

When my younger sister saw me come out of my older sister’s bedroom, she asked in surprise, “How did you get into my older sister’s bedroom?”

I tried to appear calm: “Wake up, sister.”

My sister criticized me, saying, “You should knock on the door from the outside, you know?”

I pretended not to care and said, “We’re all family, what’s the big deal?”

Fortunately, my sister didn’t think much of it and went to pick out clothes on her own.

Shortly after, the property management delivered the takeout. After setting out the breakfast, I called out, “Lunch is ready!”

Four beauties walked out of the bedroom one after another. Although the aunt and the older sister had already taken a shower, they still looked sleepy, while the mother had already put on a delicate and beautiful light makeup.

During the meal, apart from my mother, my younger sister, aunt, and older sister kept yawning, looking like they hadn’t woken up yet.

“Why are you all yawning?” Mom asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, the older and younger sisters looked away guiltily, while the aunt continued drinking her porridge with a half-smile, offering no response.

My mother looked increasingly puzzled and cast a questioning glance at me.

I gave an awkward smile. I couldn’t very well say that my sister, aunt, and I had been having sex until midnight, and my younger sister had been waiting in the bedroom all night.

I chuckled and changed the subject: “Mom, has everything been arranged at your company?”

Knowing I was changing the subject, or perhaps too lazy to press further, Mom nodded and replied, “It’s all arranged.”

I stretched and said, “Then our family can relax and have a carefree few days of fun!”

After breakfast, the beauties slipped back to their bedrooms and got all dressed up. I, on the other hand, had to do the hard work, carrying their suitcases and travel essentials one by one into my sister’s Mercedes.

After everything was resolved, when I saw the four beauties in front of me, I was instantly stunned:

My mother wore a long, camel-colored knitted cardigan that hugged her perfect figure. She layered it over a simple black silk shirt, paired with dark brown straight-leg trousers and matching mid-heel ankle boots. She carried a classic black leather crossbody bag. Her overall outfit was elegant and sophisticated, showcasing the mature charm and unique confidence of a woman her age—a perfect blend of style and grace.

My younger sister wore a light blue denim shirt and a navy blue pleated skirt that swayed gently with her steps. The highlight was her pair of delicate white stockings that tightly hugged her slender and long legs, making them incredibly alluring. Gazing at her white-stockinged legs, I felt a surge of excitement. She also wore a light blue beret, which accentuated her youthful vivacity and girlish charm.

The older sister wore a beige cropped sweater, the short design cleverly accentuating her waistline. Over it, she wore a light khaki trench coat, its structured cut and belt casually tied at the waist. She paired it with her usual dark, tight-fitting jeans, which perfectly outlined her long, slender legs, showcasing her unique personal style.

My aunt’s outfit was quite unique. Even though it was early autumn, she still chose a striking burgundy fitted dress, which complemented her long burgundy hair perfectly. The dress’s cut accentuated her curvaceous figure, with a slight V-neck that revealed her alluring collarbone. She paired it with a wide black belt that highlighted her slender waist, and wore sexy black high heels. Her gait was graceful and elegant, and she wore a thin black shawl draped over her shoulders. She looked every bit the graceful and elegant young woman.

Looking at the four beauties in front of me, each with a different style and age, I couldn’t take my eyes off them for a moment. My gaze lingered, and I was dazzled by their beauty. There was a mature and elegant mother, a charming and sexy aunt, a pretty and bright older sister, and a youthful and lively younger sister. If they stood in a row in front of me, who could resist?

My aunt walked gracefully to my side, leaning half her body against me, her charming face radiating a captivating smile: “Sweetie, who among us is the prettiest?”

Seeing the gazes of the four beauties simultaneously directed at me, I gave an awkward smile and said, “I’ll go downstairs first, you guys hurry up!” Then I fled in a panic.

Behind me, I heard the laughter of my mother and her three friends, some cool and aloof, some sweet and charming, and some lively and cheerful, which made me feel quite embarrassed.

As I escaped into the elevator, I couldn’t help but clench my fists and secretly vow: One day, I will make you all cry and beg for mercy in bed!

As they approached her sister’s G-Wagon, her mother said in a clear voice, “I noticed that you and the others didn’t sleep well last night, so let me drive.”

The older sister quickly said, “Auntie, it’s okay, I’ll drive.” Without giving her mother a chance to refuse, the older sister rushed into the driver’s seat of the Mercedes-Benz.

Mom turned back to look at me, my sister, my aunt, and me, and smiled gently: “Which of you wants to be the co-pilot?”

The younger sister smiled sweetly and said, “You’re the eldest brother in the family, so of course you should sit here!”

My aunt, sister, and I walked towards the back seat. Just as I was about to get in the car first, my sister tugged at my sleeve.

I asked, “What’s wrong?”

The younger sister glanced at her aunt furtively and whispered, “Let Auntie get in the car first, you sit in the middle.”

Auntie chuckled softly at the sound of the voice: “What’s wrong, Xixi? Don’t you want to sit with your auntie?”

Upon hearing her aunt’s question, the younger sister’s face was full of embarrassment and discomfort, and even a faint blush appeared.

Perhaps still unsure how to face her aunt, the younger sister seemed very uncomfortable, biting her lip and not answering.

After all, in my sister’s mind, my aunt had just caught me in the act of having an incestuous relationship with her.

My aunt stopped teasing my sister and sat on the innermost side, while I sat between my sister and aunt.

Perhaps because driving was inconvenient, my sister took off her trench coat and handed it to me: “Xiao Yuan, help your sister with this coat.”

My mother was a little surprised, not understanding when my sister Chi Yeon and I had become so close.

Mom reached out to take it: “Let me hold it.” My sister stuffed the clothes into my hands: “Let Xiaoyuan hold it. After all, he’s the only man on our bus. He should at least do something.”

Mom smiled gently and didn’t say anything more.

Before long, the car entered the highway. Although there were many vehicles on the highway, it was not congested, which was rare during the National Day holiday.

Looking out the car window at the scenery, Mom said, “It’s rare to see no traffic jams during the National Day holiday.”

I replied, “Isn’t it good that there’s no traffic jam? It’ll save us from delaying our trip.”

It takes most of the day to get from my home in Wanghai City to Cuiwei Ancient Town. If there is a traffic jam, it may take a whole day to get there.

The car sped along the highway, and the family chatted quietly, discussing their travel plans for the next few days.

Time flew by, and in a casual turn of my head, I suddenly saw my sister’s two long, jade-like legs in white silk stockings crossed together. The hem of her navy blue pleated skirt covered two-thirds of her thighs, concealing her most private parts, yet revealing a small section of her fair and firm thighs. This sense of concealment immediately gave me an indescribable feeling of mystery and a desire to resist.

My breathing suddenly became heavy. After all, the beauties around me were all tall and long-legged beauties. But unfortunately, all three of them, including my mother, covered their beautiful legs completely, except for my younger sister who was wearing a pair of tempting white stockings.

The thought of my sister’s wet, hairless, white tiger-like pink pussy and her naked, perky buttocks made me instantly restless. My penis stood erect, and I quickly used my sister’s trench coat to cover the tent that had formed, but my eyes couldn’t help but sweep over my sister’s beautiful legs. I felt that my sister’s legs, wrapped in white stockings, were full of endless temptation and provocation.

I glanced furtively at the people around me. My mother was resting with her eyes closed, my sister was driving intently, and my aunt was tilting her head and playing on her phone. It seemed that no one was paying attention to what was happening here…