Chapter 113

The scene flashes to the master bedroom on the second floor, where the blue sheets resemble a deep, ominous sea.

Only Aunt Ouyang Lan was in the bedroom. She had already taken off her black high heels, and a tight-fitting red bodycon dress accentuated her voluptuous and alluring curves. She knelt alone on the large double bed, her waist slumped heavily, causing her round, peach-shaped buttocks to stick up high, her whole being exuding an anxious anticipation like a female cat in heat.

Just then, the door opened. Zhao Chenyu carried his mother in. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she saw Aunt Ouyang’s lewd posture, her buttocks sticking out as if begging for pleasure. She couldn’t help but frown: “Lanlan~ what are you doing?” Ouyang Lan turned her head, her flushed cheeks pressed against the sheets, and looked at Zhao Chenyu with seductive eyes: “Hurry up… you little rascal… Lanlan can’t wait…” She deliberately swayed her buttocks, the lace trim of her stockings sliding up and down with the movement.

Zhao Chenyu didn’t act immediately. Instead, he turned to his mother and gave her a meaningful smile, asking, “Sister Wanyi, do you want to see Lanlan at her most seductive?” His mother was immediately flustered, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes darted around, unsure of how to respond.

Seeing this, Zhao Chenyu stopped asking questions, picked up his mother, and gently placed her on the inside of the bed, letting her sit with her back against the headboard. Then, he knelt down behind Aunt Ouyang.

Seeing Aunt Ouyang’s still-intact red dress, Zhao Chenyu deliberately asked, “Why aren’t you taking your clothes off?” Aunt Ouyang turned around, giving him a flirtatious wink, and said in a coquettish tone, “It only feels good when you take them off yourself~” Zhao Chenyu chuckled and reached out to lift Aunt Ouyang’s red bodycon skirt. Beneath the skirt, sexy black lace stockings tightly outlined her snow-white, plump thighs and buttocks, while the red lace thong in the middle was already soaked with love juice, showing dark wet marks, clinging tightly to her full vulva, clearly outlining its shape. Zhao Chenyu hooked his fingers around the edge of the thong and gently pulled it down. An even more shocking sight was revealed—at the location of Aunt Ouyang’s pink anus, there was a red heart-shaped anal plug!

It seemed that Mom also vaguely saw it; her pupils trembled.

“Lanlan, have you been wearing it all along?” Zhao Chenyu asked playfully, his thumb suddenly pressing on the base of the anal plug, causing Aunt Ouyang to arch her back and sob.

“Of course not~” Aunt Ouyang swayed her hips, “I only wore it today because I knew I was going to see you.” “Hmm? Why?” Zhao Chenyu asked.

“Because…” Aunt Ouyang’s voice became even sweeter and more lewd, “Every time I put this on, my pussy keeps leaking water… and I crave you so much, you bad guy~” Hearing this, the mother, who was curled up on the inside of the bed, changed her expression slightly. She subconsciously hugged her legs, rested her chin on her knees, and curled up into a ball, like a lonely onlooker.

“Slut, here’s what you want.” Zhao Chenyu took off his lower body clothes, held his already rock-hard penis, smeared it a few times on Aunt Ouyang’s muddy honey hole, and then drew circles on the entrance of the hole with the slick love juice on the glans, before thrusting his waist.

“Ah—! So big~ This is it… It feels… full…” The moment the glans entered, Aunt Ouyang let out a long moan of satisfaction and thirst.

When the penis was halfway in, Aunt Ouyang’s leg muscles tensed instantly, but she endured it and dared not move. She could only squeeze out a tearful plea from deep in her throat: “Mmm, Master, please insert it into me~ Fill Lanlan up~” When the penis was fully inserted, reaching the deepest part of her flower, Aunt Ouyang’s peach-shaped buttocks suddenly began to tremble violently uncontrollably. A stream of clear love fluid was squeezed out and dripped onto the blue sheet beneath her, leaving a small dark stain.

“Ugh—!” A moan of extreme satisfaction burst forth from Aunt Ouyang’s mouth; she had actually climaxed the moment of penetration!

The mother bit her lower lip hard, her eyes filled with disbelief. She was not only surprised by the direct sexual intercourse between Zhao Chenyu and Aunt Ouyang, but also by Aunt Ouyang’s reaction, which was far too intense.

“You slut! You came as soon as I put it in?” Zhao Chenyu’s insulting words made his mother even more shocked. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then fell silent.

“Mmm~ Has the bitch not been fucked in a long time~ It’s so big~ Ah… Master, fuck me~” Aunt Ouyang’s extremely lewd reply completely stunned the mother. Amidst the lewd moans, Aunt Ouyang’s buttocks began to move up and down on their own, her labia like thirsty lips constantly sucking on the penis, seeking a stronger impact.

The mother’s brain seemed to freeze instantly, unable to process the horrifying visual impact.

Not only my mother, but even I, watching from outside the screen, felt a sense of absurd detachment. Who could have imagined that Ouyang Lan, the usually decisive and powerful female CEO, would now be begging a young man for his advances like the lowest bitch, sticking out her ass and using such vulgar language?

Zhao Chenyu, however, had already begun to move without any mercy. “Slap slap slap!” The thick penis began to move in and out of the wet and tight honey hole. Each time the penis was pulled out, it was covered with a layer of glistening mucus. When it was inserted, the scrotum slammed heavily against the buttocks.

The mother’s eyes were fixed on the point where the two were joined, her gaze unfocused, as if she were dreaming.

“Mmm-ah—” Aunt Ouyang’s arms were curled up in front of her, her jade hands clenched into fists to cover her mouth, but she still couldn’t stop her lewd moans.

Zhao Chenyu gripped Aunt Ouyang’s peach-shaped buttocks tightly with one hand, his fingers sinking deep into the soft, white flesh, while his other hand was raised high.

“Slap!” A crisp slap landed on Aunt Ouyang’s right buttock, leaving a faint red mark, which also startled the mother.

“Tell me, what are you?” Zhao Chenyu demanded while continuing his powerful thrusts.

“Ah~! I am… I am my master’s slutty bitch~” Aunt Ouyang lay completely on the bed, answering obediently, as if her mother next to her did not exist.

“Smack!” Another slap landed on her left buttock. Aunt Ouyang’s peach-shaped buttocks trembled and swayed, and symmetrical red marks gradually appeared. “Who gave you permission to be so slutty? My big boss, huh?” Zhao Chenyu increased the force, his penis hitting the bottom with each thrust, making Aunt Ouyang’s delicate body tremble. Her prostrate upper body and upturned buttocks almost made her into a right-angled triangle.

“It’s Master… it’s Master who turned Lanlan into this… ah~ ah ah so deep~ so deep~ I like it so much~ I want it so much~” Aunt Ouyang’s moans grew louder and louder, and she even used her thighs to actively move backward to meet the thrusts, making the sound of water at the point of contact even louder.

The mother next to her tightened her arms even more, her large breasts overflowing from her knees due to being squeezed by her thighs, her toes gripping the sheets tightly.

“Lanlan’s pussy is still so tight, so good at sucking… Is she thinking about my big cock every day?” Zhao Chenyu slapped Aunt Ouyang’s upturned buttocks, with much more force than when he slapped his mother’s buttocks.

“I want it! Ahhh! I really want it~ It’s too thick~ Ugh!” Aunt Ouyang answered incoherently, her body had begun to tremble slightly, her toes were kicking the sheets hard, her big toe almost touching the top of her foot.

“Why didn’t you come to see me when I was in the hospital?” Zhao Chenyu deliberately slowed down, only thrusting shallowly, tormenting the woman beneath him.

“Hmm~ Master~” Aunt Ouyang said in a pitiful and coquettish tone, anxiously twisting her pert buttocks backward, trying to let the penis penetrate her more deeply.

“Why?” Zhao Chenyu deliberately stepped back, his eyes meeting his mother’s. Her gaze flickered, also wanting to know the answer to this question.

Aunt Ouyang tossed her flowing, wavy hair in front of her face, her eyes alluring and soft as she said, “Don’t be angry, Master~ Fuck Lan the bitch hard~ Fuck her all back~ Fuck her however you want.” My mother looked utterly astonished. I could even guess what she was thinking. Was this really the Ouyang Lan she knew? Her own strong, independent, and defiant sister was actually submitting to a “child.” Or was it that the “master” and “bitch” they spoke of truly formed a deep-seated contract between their souls?

The mother curled up in the corner of the bed, her eyes glued to the lewd scene. She watched Zhao Chenyu’s thick penis move in and out of Aunt Ouyang’s body, saw how her two pink labia were stretched full and round, and how the foam mixed with love juices accumulated and dispersed at the point of intercourse. Her breathing became rapid without her noticing, and an unnatural blush rose on her cheeks.

“Fuck you to death! Fuck you to death!” Zhao Chenyu began to speed up the pace, each thrust heavy and deep, causing Aunt Ouyang to lean forward and be pulled back. Her buttocks rippled under his impact.

“Ah~ Fuck me to death! Fuck me to death! Xiaoyu~” Aunt Ouyang’s voice trembled with sobs, her body shaking violently. “Slap! Slap! Slap!” Zhao Chenyu’s hips pounded like a pile driver, his penis thrusting wildly in and out of her wet, hot passage. Aunt Ouyang’s moans became fragmented, leaving only instinctive groans and gasps. Every muscle in her body was taut, every inch of her skin enduring the baptism of ultimate pleasure, overflowing with excited sweat.

“Ahhh! Master! Master, ahhh! I can’t take it anymore! I can’t take it anymore!” Aunt Ouyang gripped the pillow tightly with both hands, her flushed face buried deep in the soft pillow, and muffled but unrestrained sobs came from the pillow, but they still could not hide the heart-wrenching pain within.

“Uh…” Mom frowned, still hugging her knees, her expression constantly changing, perhaps she herself didn’t know what expression she should have.

It all happened so fast. There was no lingering foreplay, no tender flirting; between Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu, only primal collision remained. Each heavy impact felt less like sex and more like an earthquake, brutally breaking down the dam of “restraint” and “dignity” in Aunt Ouyang’s heart, letting her pent-up desires pour out like a flood.

Watching the vibrant scene unfold before her, listening to the lewd sounds of thrusting and splashing, her breathing quickened. She tried to look away, but was irresistibly drawn in. She saw her best friend, a force to be reckoned with in the business world and elegant in everyday life, now succumbing to the lowest form of subservience beneath a young man, displaying a debauchery she had never imagined. She saw Zhao Chenyu, this “boy,” now wantonly toying with the “noble” mature body beneath him. A complex mix of emotions surged within her—shock, shame, and a thrill intertwined, causing her bare feet to rub together repeatedly, betraying the turmoil within her.

“Slap—” Zhao Chenyu’s large hand landed heavily on Aunt Ouyang’s buttocks again, a new bright red handprint covering the old one, as if desire had overwhelmed certain principles in his heart time and time again.

The slap also jolted the mother awake. The crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh and Aunt Ouyang’s moans exploded in her ears, making her eardrums ring and her mind reel. She once again had the thought of escaping, and her body shrank back slightly.

“Ahhh~ Sister Wanyi… don’t go…” Just as Mom was about to get off the bed, Aunt Ouyang grabbed Mom’s wrist with a trembling hand, her eyes glazed over with a hint of pleading.

Mom glanced at Aunt Ouyang and sighed heavily.

“Slap slap slap!” Zhao Chenyu seemed completely unconcerned about the little incident by the bedside. His entire attention remained focused on Aunt Ouyang’s alluring body, and the speed and force of his thrusts only increased.

“Ugh! I can’t take it anymore! Master! Ah—I’m going to die~ Lanlan is going to die—!” Aunt Ouyang’s kneeling legs suddenly struggled and kicked backward, her body convulsing violently.

With a muffled splash, a stream of clear, lustful fluid gushed out from the gap between the two tightly joined bodies, spraying between Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu’s four legs like a straight river.

Under another wave of intense onslaught, Aunt Ouyang trembled as she reached her second climax.

And this happened in just a few minutes.

Zhao Chenyu’s penis remained inside, deeply embedded in the spasming, contracting vagina after her orgasm, enjoying the intense tightness and warmth within. Aunt Ouyang trembled slightly, her face buried in the pillow, murmuring contentedly, “So big~ So good~ Uh… I’m melting~” Surprisingly, her mother, sitting beside her, also trembled slightly, as if the aftershocks of her orgasm had been transmitted to her through some invisible bond.

A moment later, Zhao Chenyu slowly pulled his penis out. As the thick cock left, more slippery fluid flowed down. Aunt Ouyang felt as if all her bones had been removed; her legs went weak, and she collapsed completely onto the bed, only her chest heaving violently and her intermittent panting remaining.

Zhao Chenyu shook his hard, glistening penis, which was covered in lubricating fluid, and walked a few steps to his mother. His wet penis almost touched her nose, and Aunt Ouyang’s vaginal fluid was still slowly dripping from it.

“Sister Wanyi, lick it for me.” Zhao Chenyu coaxed his mother.

The mother was stunned, looking up at the penis so close to her face, at a loss for what to do, and a blush quickly spread from her face to her ears.

At this moment, Aunt Ouyang turned her head from under the pillow, her cheeks flushed, her eyes hazy as she looked at my mother. Her tone was full of nonchalant ease, even encouragement: “Wanyi, didn’t we both come here today just to have sex with him?” My mother’s eyes dimmed, and she said softly, “This…we’ve only been in here a short while…we haven’t even had a chance to catch our breath, and look at you two…and you’re already…” “Haha~” Aunt Ouyang’s laughter interrupted my mother’s words, “I haven’t felt this good in a long time. This is just the beginning.” She paused, glancing at my mother with an ambiguous look, “If you weren’t here, I would have been a completely different person the moment I walked in.” Aunt Ouyang’s words instantly reminded me of a video from before—back then, she had indeed knelt down at Zhao Chenyu’s feet as soon as she entered the room. Aunt Ouyang…did she really see herself as a bitch psychologically? Or is she addicted to the extreme stimulation brought about by the huge contrast of falling from a high-ranking female CEO to a sex slave, unable to extricate herself?

Zhao Chenyu chuckled softly upon hearing this, but remained silent. A drop of clear, mixed semen dripped from his glans and urethral opening, landing precisely on his mother’s high, soft breasts, leaving an ambiguous wet spot.

The mother’s body trembled slightly. Her gaze swept over Aunt Ouyang’s buttocks, covered in red marks, her damp crotch, and the gleaming red heart-shaped anal plug between her buttocks. Finally, a complex sigh escaped her lips: “Lanlan, today… I really have to get to know you all over again.” Aunt Ouyang, however, became even more excited. She sat up slightly and replied, “Me too, Wanyi! So many people were chasing after you back then, love letters could fill a drawer, but I never saw you fall for any of them. I’m also very curious to see what you’ll be like in front of this little guy who’s won you over.” The mother gave a helpless laugh, a laugh tinged with a resigned acceptance. She turned her head, looking again at the glistening, thick penis, then looked up at Zhao Chenyu’s eyes, shyly whispering, “Chenyu… you can’t be so… rough, understand?” Zhao Chenyu looked at his mother’s shy yet submissive expression and nodded solemnly.

Mom took a deep breath and slowly straightened her knees, her supple waist forming a beautiful curve. Before rising, she stole a glance at Aunt Ouyang beside her and found the other woman staring at her with great interest. Mom subconsciously reached out and tucked a strand of her dark hair behind her ear, trying to conceal her burning cheeks. Then she tilted her head back slightly, opened her full, small red lips, and gently took Zhao Chenyu’s purplish-red glans, which was covered in semen, into her mouth.

“Mmm~” The moment my mother obediently took the purplish-red glans into her mouth, I clearly saw that Aunt Ouyang, who was kneeling beside me, unconsciously rubbed her long thighs together. The rustling sound of her black stockings rubbing together was tantalizing.

The mother slowly swallowed and spat out the tip of the penis, her two delicate hands encircling the thick, hard shaft. Her palms were covered in Aunt Ouyang’s sticky, lustful fluid, which slipperily soothed the bulging, veiny penis, just as she was comforting her own child.

Aunt Ouyang lay on her side, propping her head up with her hand, her gaze fixed intently on her mother’s moving head. Her tone held a strange undertone: “Wanyi, I never imagined… this would be the first time I’ve ever seen you perform oral sex on someone.” Her mother didn’t respond, perhaps unable to, or perhaps unwilling. She simply closed her eyes, focusing even more intently on her actions, trying to escape the awkwardness of words.

Seeing this, Aunt Ouyang chuckled, raised her black-stockinged leg and kicked Zhao Chenyu, asking, “You naughty master, whose oral sex do you prefer? Don’t say you like them both.” Zhao Chenyu, who was comfortably tilting his head back, heard this. One hand was still lingering on his mother’s burning ear, but his gaze turned to Aunt Ouyang, a mischievous smile playing on his lips: “Of course, I like watching you two together.” “Tch~ you greedy devil!” Aunt Ouyang snorted, a mix of reproach and delight. But her body immediately moved, she gracefully rose and knelt beside Zhao Chenyu. Zhao Chenyu also reached out, stroking the back of Aunt Ouyang’s head, and then pressed her pretty face against his crotch.

Noticing Aunt Ouyang’s approach, the mother’s already tightly closed eyelashes trembled even more violently. It was as if by keeping her eyes tightly shut, she could pretend that none of this had happened. Aunt Ouyang looked at the mother’s self-deceiving appearance, smiled silently, and then obediently lowered her head, opened her mouth, not to fight for the penis, but to envelop Zhao Chenyu’s drooping scrotum with her warm lips and tongue, gently sucking and licking it.

Zhao Chenyu stroked the heads of the two mature women, one in red and one in blue, and let out a long, satisfied sigh. He had enjoyed such pleasures with multiple women more than once, but to have his mother and Aunt Ouyang—two close and special women—both submit to him and please him with their lips and tongues was undoubtedly a first. The ultimate sense of conquest and accomplishment made him feel elated.

One is Ouyang Lan, a powerful and influential female CEO who commands respect in the business world. Normally, if he wanted to see her, he’d probably be forced to kneel at the company gate and be ruthlessly driven away by security. But now, this aloof and beautiful CEO is kneeling between his legs like the most docile female dog, calling him “Master” repeatedly, allowing him to play with her alluring body. This extreme contrast in status is the ultimate fantasy that many men wouldn’t even dare to dream of in their midnight dreams.

The other was a dignified and elegant, deeply respected teacher at school, the perfect embodiment of the word “mother,” and also the biological mother of his nominal girlfriend. Her red lips, usually used to gently teach her students, were now carefully enveloping and swallowing his filthy penis, full of maternal tenderness and care. This forbidden, immoral act of incest—how many people harbor such a mad, hidden desire in the darkest corners of their hearts?

Now, he not only possesses both of these seemingly unattainable dreams, but he also lets them witness each other’s progress. This ultimate enjoyment, where one plus one is far greater than two, almost makes him so excited that his lower back tingles and he trembles uncontrollably.

Surprisingly, Aunt Ouyang and Mom seemed to have unconsciously formed a tacit understanding. They both started sucking on different parts of Zhao Chenyu’s penis with their lips. Aunt Ouyang’s teasing gaze lingered with interest on Mom’s blushing face, while Mom’s shy gaze kept avoiding hers, not knowing where to look.

“Sister Wanyi~” Aunt Ouyang called out, her voice soft and alluring. “Hmm?” Mom hummed softly.

“Do you want it?” Aunt Ouyang’s bluntness left Mom at a loss.

“Hehe~” Aunt Ouyang let out a triumphant chuckle and patted Zhao Chenyu’s taut belly: “Alright, naughty master~ Stop enjoying yourself, it’s time to get to work~” Aunt Ouyang’s suggestive double entendre finally made Mom open her eyes, giving her a fierce, embarrassed look. At the same time, Zhao Chenyu leaned down and gently pressed Mom onto the soft blue bed.

“Wanyi~” he whispered, kissing his mother’s slightly parted red lips, and gently tugging at the shoulder strap of her blue dress with one hand.

Soon, the long blue dress slid down her smooth skin and piled up on the ground. Then, the oversized blue bra was unhooked and thrown down. Her magnificent, snow-white breasts bounced out instantly, exposed to the alluring air, the two nipples already hard and engorged.

The mother’s delicate body trembled slightly, and her hands instinctively covered her chest, but Zhao Chenyu pushed them away.

Aunt Ouyang adjusted her posture, sat comfortably on the edge of the bed, propped her chin up with her hand, and watched with great interest the live sex show about to unfold before her like a spectator.

Zhao Chenyu slid down, buried his head between his mother’s breasts, opened his mouth and took one of her nipples in, sucking hard.

“Ah!” The mother’s body trembled violently, and she let out a soft exclamation.

Zhao Chenyu chuckled and continued his descent. His kisses traced his mother’s flat stomach, stopping at her crotch, the last line of defense on her body—her blue panties, which were already partially soaked, the dark welts clearly revealing her most genuine physical reaction.

Zhao Chenyu hooked his fingers around the edge of her panties and gently pulled them down. Her mother instinctively covered her face with her hands, as if that would shield her from all shameful sights. Aunt Ouyang laughed, unabashedly teasing, “Wanyi, you’re quite wet too~” Zhao Chenyu parted his mother’s long, beautiful legs, completely exposing her pink hips. Her full labia trembled slightly, secreting even more sticky, lustful fluid. He lowered his head, his hot breath brushing against her vulva, his tongue licking her labia, teasing her clitoris from bottom to top, making a sucking sound.

“Mmm…” A soft, suppressed moan escaped from between her mother’s fingers. Her body tensed, her toes curled, and beneath her hands covering her face, her skin was a dazzling, alarming red.

“Hurry up~ Stop dawdling!” Aunt Ouyang knelt behind Zhao Chenyu, playfully shoving his buttocks with her hands.

The mother, pinned beneath him, spat lightly in embarrassment and annoyance upon hearing this: “Lanlan! You, you’re so bad…” The mother tried to cover up her inner panic with a scolding, but her flushed cheeks and moist eyes betrayed her.

Aunt Ouyang just chuckled.

Zhao Chenyu’s thick, hard penis pressed against his mother’s pink vulva, the glans twisting and grinding against her full labia, grinding against the smooth, white flesh of her vulva, the glans lubricated by her vaginal fluids. Zhao Chenyu was in no hurry to enter; he patiently felt his mother’s body trembling in waves. Only when his mother let out an unbearable whimper did he lower his waist, the purplish-red glans parting the two tight, honeyed lips, slowly pushing into the deep entrance of her vulva.

“Ah—” Mom tilted her head back, her neck tensed, and a long, suppressed moan burst from her mouth.

Aunt Ouyang leaned down with great interest, her eyes fixed on the area where the two were joined together. But just as the glans of his penis was completely inside her mother’s vagina, the lust in Aunt Ouyang’s eyes dimmed slightly, the playful smile on her face froze, and a trace of sadness flashed across her face—not sadness, nor desolation, but just sadness.

But in just a moment, it was overshadowed by her even more radiant smile, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

She stared as Zhao Chenyu’s thick penis slowly stretched open her mother’s tight passage, watching as the tender flesh was mercilessly spread open and enveloped the intruder, and began to thrust in and out.

Zhao Chenyu slowly thrust in and out. As his penis entered, his mother’s plump, honeyed buttocks lifted slightly, welcoming the invasion of his shaft. The head of his penis gently bumped against the depths of her vagina, sending a tingling, pleasurable sensation straight to her head. “Slap slap slap! Slap slap!” The smooth thrusting allowed Zhao Chenyu to gradually increase his speed, producing muffled slapping sounds. Each thrust penetrated deep into her cervix, causing her vaginal fluids to continuously secrete and gush out.

“Mmm…ahhh…too…too fast…no…” Mom murmured passionately, clearly showing that while Zhao Chenyu was having sex with Aunt Ouyang, Mom was also feeling aroused. Aunt Ouyang simply lay down next to Mom, watching this forbidden stimulation intently. Mom’s breasts bounced with each thrust, and fine beads of sweat gradually seeped through her fair skin, giving it a glossy sheen.

The mother began to breathe heavily, her head swaying unconsciously from side to side with each thrust. She turned her head and met Aunt Ouyang’s teasing gaze, and her shame instantly reached its peak. She quickly reached out and tightly embraced Zhao Chenyu’s neck, burying her burning cheeks in his shoulder, trying to use his head to block the gaze that made her feel utterly ashamed.

“Sister Wanyi is shy again,” Aunt Ouyang chuckled.

But it was precisely because of her mother’s movement of dodging that she curled up in Zhao Chenyu’s arms, giving Zhao Chenyu a better point of leverage. Zhao Chenyu wrapped his hands around his mother’s armpits, grabbed her shoulders with his palms, adjusted his kneeling position, and began to thrust more violently.

“Slap slap slap slap slap!” Zhao Chenyu first inserted his entire penis into his mother’s honey hole, and then each time he only pulled it out a little bit before thrusting it back in hard. The short and rapid thrusts made the glans just leave the flower core and then push it back in hard, stimulating his mother wildly.

“Ah~ Uh ahhhhh! No~ No~ Slower~ Uh! Slower!” Mom kept begging and moaning, her ecstatic cries echoing throughout the room. The torrential thrusting caused Mom’s honey hole to contract violently, and the love juice gushing out was even more abundant than when Aunt Ouyang had an orgasm. The gurgling sound of the water could be clearly heard as it flowed down her buttocks, soaking a large area of ​​the bed sheet.

Zhao Chenyu, panting, whispered in his mother’s ear, “Wanyi, you’re so hot… You’re much more sensitive than usual today, even more sensitive than when you’re with Xuanman.” “No… Don’t say that! Mmm~” His mother, caught up in pleasure, tried to stop him, feeling both ashamed and indignant.

But Zhao Chenyu went even further, continuing to tease her: “You’re so horny, Wanyi.” The mother kept her mouth tightly shut, neither denying nor admitting it, only letting out moans.

As Zhao Chenyu continued to thrust forcefully, he whispered in his mother’s ear, “Aunt Ouyang is openly horny, you’re secretly horny. You see how unrestrained she is, you actually like it too, right? You also want to release yourself like her.” His mother gasped in denial, “I don’t like it… umm…” Zhao Chenyu’s smile grew even more lewd: “Your inside is suddenly so tight. You’re clearly incredibly excited, yet you’re still being stubborn.” His mother was speechless, biting her lower lip, unable to utter another word in rebuttal.

Meanwhile, Aunt Ouyang, who was standing to the side, had already stripped off her upper body, leaving only sexy black stockings. She openly spread her legs, her fingers rubbing her equally wet private parts, her gaze fixed on her mother’s ecstatic face, as if she were using her mother’s reactions to arouse herself. Zhao Chenyu continued to breathe into his mother’s ear: “Wanyi, relax a little, like Lanlan, enjoy yourself to the fullest, okay?” His mother only let out a series of muffled moans, but her whole body pressed even tighter against Zhao Chenyu’s chest.

Suddenly, Zhao Chenyu moved even closer, gently biting his mother’s earlobe. While steadily and rapidly manipulating her, he whispered provocatively in her ear, “Sao Wanyi~” “Ah~!” His mother trembled violently, as if struck by an electric current. She suddenly tightened her arms and hugged Zhao Chenyu’s back tightly.

“Ah—so tight, it suddenly tightened!” Zhao Chenyu roared excitedly, so much so that his thrusting paused slightly.

Seeing all this, Aunt Ouyang tightened her grip on her vaginal opening, and her breathing became rapid. Her eyes sparkled, as if she were immersed in some kind of special pleasure.

Zhao Chenyu repeated the same method, whispering in his mother’s ear again, using a name that would embarrass her: “Sao Wanyi~” His mother shuddered again, her moan turning into a sob: “Ugh…uh ugh~” Her entire psychological defenses seemed to be completely shattered by these murmurs, but her body instinctively moved closer to Zhao Chenyu, her vaginal muscles pulsating rhythmically.

Zhao Chenyu gasped and began to exert himself wildly, his penis fiercely rubbing against his mother’s vaginal folds, the glans pounding heavily against her uterus with each thrust, the sounds of flesh slapping loudly, and her juices splashing everywhere. Each penetration felt like it was piercing his mother’s soul!

“Ugh… Ahhh!” Mom finally gave up resisting completely, letting out a loud moan. Her limbs wrapped tightly around Zhao Chenyu’s waist, her beautiful feet hooking around his swaying buttocks, enduring this frenzied pounding. The brutal thrusts sent waves of pleasure through Mom’s body. Her large breasts pressed tightly against his chest, her nipples rubbing against his skin. Mom’s pretty face was contorted with pleasure, her eyes rolled back, and she was covered in sweat.

“Slap slap slap!” “Mmm! Ah!” “Hmm~” The sounds of flesh colliding, the moans of two mature women, and the heavy breathing of three people mingled on the blue sheets stained with dampness, making one feel burning inside and completely lost.

“Ahhh—I’m coming!” Under Zhao Chenyu’s fierce fucking, the mother’s fleshy body convulsed violently, her honey hole trembled, and she gushed out a large amount of hot, lustful fluid.

Mom, I’ve had an orgasm.

The mother’s body went limp, and her legs slid weakly onto the bed, but her arms still held Zhao Chenyu.

Zhao Chenyu twisted his head and nuzzled his mother’s ear, wanting to be tender with her. He kissed his mother’s face, searching for her lips.

But his mother suddenly turned her face away and ignored him.

Zhao Chenyu looked at Aunt Ouyang in confusion. Aunt Ouyang chuckled and said, “But no one has ever called Wanyi that.” Zhao Chenyu hurriedly apologized, “Wanyi, I’m sorry… I was wrong.” But his mother just kept her eyes tightly closed, turned her face to the side, and completely ignored Zhao Chenyu’s apology.

Zhao Chenyu was silent for a moment, then leaned close to his mother’s ear again. This time, his voice was very serious: “Only for these two years… only by my side, to accept a different version of yourself.” Whether it was extreme physical exhaustion that made his mother compromise, or these seemingly considerate but actually controlling words that touched a soft corner of her heart, or perhaps the “two-year promise” gave her an excuse to succumb, his mother slowly opened her eyes, her usually gentle eyes glistening with tears.

Zhao Chenyu lowered his head and kissed his mother deeply. This time, his mother did not dodge, but gradually responded to his kiss. Their lips and tongues intertwined in a passionate embrace, their breaths mingled, and the kiss grew increasingly intense.

The scene shifts, revealing a bathroom filled with misty steam.

Three naked bodies were partially visible in the mist. Zhao Chenyu stood beneath the showerhead, kneeling slightly. Aunt Ouyang and his mother were kneeling beneath him.

Aunt Ouyang knelt in front of Zhao Chenyu, skillfully stroking his semi-erect penis with one hand, while playing with his scrotum with the other.

The mother knelt behind Zhao Chenyu, burying her face between his buttocks, curling up beneath him, and licking his anus with the tip of her tongue.

Aunt Ouyang looked up, her eyes sparkling with curiosity, at Zhao Chenyu: “You naughty master~ I’m really curious, how did you get Wanyi to lick your backside?” Zhao Chenyu, enjoying the service from both front and back, hummed comfortably and casually replied: “It’s just that when I take a bath, I have Wanyi clean my back, and slowly…” Aunt Ouyang chuckled and teased his mother: “So it’s a gradual process. It seems Wanyi likes it too~” His mother was kneeling behind Zhao Chenyu, her cheek pressed against his firm buttocks, intently serving his dirty anus with her tongue. Hearing Aunt Ouyang’s words, her movements paused slightly, but she didn’t look up; only her ears turned red at a visible speed.

Zhao Chenyu looked down at Aunt Ouyang, his fingers running through her wet hair, and retorted, “You clearly like it too.” Aunt Ouyang tilted her head back, smiling alluringly and openly, without the slightest hesitation: “Of course I like it, what can I do, being my master’s bitch?” I saw in her eyes a mixture of infatuation and submission, exactly the same expression she had when she performed oral sex on Zhao Chenyu on the beach in Hawaii.

But this time, the mother kneeling behind her suddenly tilted her head, puzzled, and asked, “What do you mean by these ‘masters’ and ‘bitch’ things?” Aunt Ouyang suddenly retorted, “Wanyi, you studied psychology, don’t tell me you don’t know these things.” The mother gave her a coquettish look.

Zhao Chenyu twitched his body slightly and explained, “It’s just about romance, Wanyi, didn’t you also—” “Stop talking!” His mother suddenly interrupted him, looking extremely embarrassed and annoyed.

Aunt Ouyang, however, seemed to have discovered a new continent, instantly becoming interested. She even temporarily released the penis in her hand, turned around, moved closer to her mother, and asked in a sticky voice, “Hmm? Sister Wanyi, what’s wrong? What did the little rascal want to say just now? Have you called me that before? When? Tell me quickly!” Her mother was both embarrassed and annoyed by the question, her face turning red and white in turns. She scolded her impatiently, “You…you should serve your…your ‘master’ properly! I really don’t understand your kind of…pleasure!” Aunt Ouyang was scolded, but she wasn’t angry. Instead, she smiled and retorted, hitting the nail on the head: “You don’t understand? But aren’t you doing…what a ‘bitch’ should do? Hehe~” Her mother was speechless. She opened her mouth, but found herself unable to say anything.

Seeing her mother’s expression, Aunt Ouyang smiled knowingly and didn’t press further. She gracefully stood up and said, “I’ll go out first. You two… take your time showering.” The bathroom was now empty except for her mother and Zhao Chenyu, the rising steam enveloping them both.

The showerhead hadn’t been turned on, and the bathroom fell silent instantly. Zhao Chenyu turned his head and said, “Actually, it’s just more exciting.” His mother was silent for a few seconds before whispering, “Don’t tell me these things… I don’t want to participate in your… game.” Zhao Chenyu didn’t explain further, but simply stuck his butt out slightly again.

The mother knelt on the spot, looking at the young and powerful male body before her, and at the place she had just served. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, bent down, and buried her burning cheeks between Zhao Chenyu’s buttocks again, gently licking them.

“Drip—” A drop of water fell from the shower head, landing on Zhao Chenyu’s broad back muscles, then slowly sliding down the grooves of his spine, finally landing squarely on his mother’s nose.