"Don't worry about that. It's not your fault. If she didn't want to talk to you, why would she remind you to exchange contact info in the first place?" I gave him a kick, annoyed by his timid demeanor.
"You're right, that makes sense. Phew, what a relief," he chuckled.
"But let me ask you—they look exactly alike. Which one are you actually interested in?" I decided to probe a little. "Isn't it obvious? Of course it's Mu Xianning!" he declared with such certainty it was hard to believe.
"Seriously? She's been messing with you this whole time. Mu Lingze is clearly the gentler one—surely you can see that?" I argued, baffled.
"I know, but... I still prefer Mu Xianning's feisty personality, hehe," Chu Yun replied with a silly grin.
I covered my face, quickened my pace, and ignored him, leaving him shouting after me.
"Hey? Hey! Godfather! Godfather!"
"Wow, the ocean here feels so much bluer than back home!" my sister exclaimed, breathing in the sea breeze. I didn't respond, busy laying out beach chairs and mats for Auntie Ouyang and the others.
"All set! Your highnesses may now recline." Auntie Ouyang lay down to my left, Jingyan to my right, and my sister beside Jingyan. To Auntie Ouyang's left was Mu Lingze, and furthest left was Mu Xianning.
"Sweetie, help Auntie apply this," Auntie Ouyang handed me a bottle of sunscreen oil.
"Hurry up, or I'll get sunburned!" Jingyan, lying on my right, called out while swinging her fair legs.
"Alright!" I quickly poured a pool of oil onto Auntie Ouyang's back. The oil trickled down the graceful curves of her spine, gathering in the alluring hollow at the small of her back like a tranquil pond, highlighting her unparalleled figure.
"Lingze, let me help you, okay?" Zhao Chenyu squeezed some oil onto his hands and crouched beside Mu Lingze.
"Mm, go ahead," Mu Lingze replied without hesitation.
"You do mine!" Mu Xianning ordered Chu Yun, who fumbled nervously, his face flushed with excitement.
I rubbed my hands together and began gently spreading the oil over Auntie Ouyang's elegantly curved back. Her skin, already smooth as jade, glimmered under the oil and the sun's tender caress, as if dusted with sacred gold powder. It radiated a noble, almost divine beauty that commanded reverence, making one hesitant to even think of trespassing.
Yet, my hands not only glided over her sculpted shoulders and caressed her slender back but also, in full view of everyone, dared to profane the round, firm curves of her buttocks.
"Mmm..." The plump flesh yielded slightly under my cautious touch before bouncing back enticingly, like an extra heartbeat slipped between my own, stirring something within me. I quickly moved my hands to her beautiful legs, applying the oil meticulously. A soft cry made me look up—it was Mu Lingze.
Zhao Chenyu was gently kneading the small of her back, his large hands sliding over her smooth skin. The pressure, though light, was enough to draw that delicate sound from her.
"Does it hurt, Lingze?" Zhao Chenyu asked.
"Ah? No! You... just keep going," Mu Lingze turned her head, and I saw a captivating blush had spread across her cheeks.
"Oh, okay!" Zhao Chenyu remained perfectly calm, his large hands slick with oil gliding along Mu Lingze's alluring waistline, all the way to her pert, peach-like buttocks. The supple flesh of her bottom yielded helplessly under the intrusion of his fingers, and Mu Lingze let out another soft moan. Yet, he still wore an expression of utter composure, his face not flushed nor his heart racing.
"Alright, dear, go apply some for Jingyan and Xuanman," Auntie Ouyang said to me, while she kept an eye on Zhao Chenyu.
I crouched beside Jingyan. Since she wasn't sunbathing on her back, I applied the oil directly to her buttocks and beautiful legs, but my eyes kept drifting to her upper body. Even though she was wearing a wetsuit, her incredibly full breasts were squeezed out from the sides, forming two perfect curves—utterly enticing.
"Ah..." Mu Lingze let out another gasp, this time more intense than before. Following her gaze along her long, model-like legs, I saw Zhao Chenyu holding one of her feet, carefully kneading and pressing it with what seemed like professional technique.
"Does it hurt, sis? How does it feel?" Zhao Chenyu asked. Not just me, but everyone else was watching him curiously.
"A little, and it's a bit ticklish, haha," Mu Lingze replied, tilting her head back with a laugh.
"Not even a little bit comfortable?" Zhao Chenyu pressed.
"It is a bit comfortable, but oh, haha, so ticklish!" Mu Lingze's long legs squirmed, yet her face was flushed with a healthy glow, showing no trace of annoyance or displeasure.
Zhao Chenyu switched to her other foot and continued the same motions.
I moved behind my sister, gently stroking her delicate skin, but my eyes kept wandering back to Zhao Chenyu. Not only that, I noticed that when Zhao Chenyu vigorously massaged Mu Lingze's little feet, Auntie Ouyang and Jingyan both instinctively curled their toes inward, as if feeling a sympathetic tingle, like when you see someone eating something sour and your own mouth waters.
"Alright, Sister Lingze, how do you feel now?" Zhao Chenyu asked.
"Mmm, pretty comfortable. Little Brother Chenyu gives a good massage!" Mu Lingze praised, her cheeks still flushed.
I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination, but I thought Auntie Ouyang and Jingyan's faces looked a bit red too. Probably from the sun, I figured. Even though it wasn't scorching hot, the temperature was still quite high.
I walked over to a beach chair and leisurely lay down, savoring the relief of being in the shade and the occasional cool sea breeze. Yet, my eyes couldn't help but linger on the scene beside me.
Five beauties, each with their own unique charm, lay sprawled on the golden sand. Some with their legs tightly closed, like buds waiting to bloom; others naturally parted, exuding allure. They basked in the warm sunlight as the distant tide ebbed and flowed, like the restless hands of a lecherous rogue, constantly testing the limits of these lovely ladies. Auntie Ouyang and the others seemed completely unaware, or perhaps they were waiting for something...
Chu Yun was beside Mu Xianning, chatting idly with her. Zhao Chenyu had found a spot for himself, lying spread-eagled with no one paying him any attention. But this guy—ever since I helped him find a job, he hadn't really bothered with me. Had I misjudged him? Though, seeing how he kept hovering around Auntie Ouyang, maybe he felt he wasn't stable yet. At least procedurally, he hadn't been officially hired. He didn't have any special qualities, so he probably just wanted to focus on doing his job well. It didn't matter anyway—he wasn't someone important.
As for Chu Yun, it seemed he was getting along quite well with Mu Xianning. There might be a chance there.
My mind was wandering aimlessly, not quite sure what it was thinking about. It was as if the sea breeze brought not only a sense of freshness but also an unfamiliar, indescribable emotion from somewhere unknown. It was a tangled, intricate mess, like threads weaving together, knotting up in my heart and turning into waves of drowsiness that gradually made me close my eyes.
"Sweetie? Sweetie? You little rascal!"
"Huh?!" In a daze, I was awakened by a gentle voice. Looking up, it was Aunt Ouyang.
"Why are you sleeping here? You'll catch a cold if you don't cover up," Aunt Ouyang said with concern.
"It's fine. What's up, Auntie?" I asked.
"They're all playing nearby. Come keep me company back at the villa for a while."
"Okay!" I glanced around and saw Jingyan, Xuan, and the others playing nearby. Zhao Chenyu was holding a camera, filming. The intense heat in the air had already dissipated. Had I been asleep for that long?
Following behind Aunt Ouyang, I watched the sway of her hips beneath her silk dress, and a strange stirring rose in my heart again.
When we reached the third floor, Aunt Ouyang closed the door behind us.
"Auntie, are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine. Move that big recliner out to the balcony," Aunt Ouyang said, and I obediently did as she asked.
After setting it up, I saw Aunt Ouyang hand me two drinks while placing the phone she had been wearing around her neck on the small mobile table next to the recliner.
I took the drinks and stood nearby.
"What are you standing there for? Lie down!" Aunt Ouyang called out.
"Huh? Isn't it for you to lie down?" I asked, confused.
"Just lie down!"
Once I was settled, Aunt Ouyang very naturally lay down in my arms, resting her head on my chest. When I looked down, I could smell the fragrance of her hair. It was only then that I noticed the silk dress around Aunt Ouyang's waist was gone, leaving only her bikini underwear. As she lay down, she reached back with both hands and unhooked her bra, tossing it onto the floor.
"Auntie!"
"What are you shouting for? Don't you know you should cover me up?"
Aunt Ouyang lay back down on me, and for a moment, I didn't know what to do. It was Aunt Ouyang who took my hand and placed my palm over her breast, using it as a makeshift "human bra."
"That's better!" Aunt Ouyang's tone was full of satisfaction.
"Auntie!" I sighed helplessly. My palm rested on the soft, supple flesh of Aunt Ouyang's breast, smooth and tender like two gently quivering jellies cradled in my hand. The most sensitive part of my palm pressed against her nipple, sending waves of tingling sensations, like electric currents, straight up my arm and into my heart.
"You should learn from Zhao Chenyu. Look how shameless he was this afternoon," Aunt Ouyang said, occasionally arching her back to bring my hand into even closer contact with her breast.
"I'm not as shameless as him," I retorted.
"Fine, not shameless. Then do you want me or not?"
"You're teasing me again!"
"Haha!" Aunt Ouyang laughed as she lightly hooked her slender fingers around her waist, gracefully bending her long leg. A small, thin pair of panties dangled from her fingertip.
"You! You're completely naked?!" I exclaimed in shock.
"Of course! What's the big deal? It's not like you haven't seen me before..." Aunt Ouyang remained as calm as ever.
"That was when I was a kid... Now... now we're both adults, and besides, you're my mother-in-law," I muttered under my breath.
"What does it matter about the adults? What does it matter about my mother-in-law? I don't care about any of that!" Aunt Ouyang stretched her legs out, her delicate body reclining against mine, then she spread her legs wide, resting them on the armrests of the lounge chair, unabashedly revealing her most private area. The neatly trimmed dark forest came directly into my view.
"Auntie, people outside might see," I whispered, already too afraid to speak loudly to her.
"Let them look! They can look but they can't have a taste. Not like someone who can have a taste but doesn't want to." Aunt Ouyang's blunt words left me speechless.
"What? Do you think I'm too old? Or is there something else you dislike?"
"You know I would never dislike you," I said calmly and earnestly.
"Spread your legs, sweetie." Aunt Ouyang curled her legs, letting me rest mine on the armrests. Then her own fair, delicate legs spread open beneath mine.
"Sweetie, come closer." Aunt Ouyang guided my legs, letting them straddle hers and slip between them. Her calves then wound around mine like vines, her chest pressed against my knees, and her small, delicate feet brushed against mine. It was as if my legs had intentionally slipped between hers, spreading her open.
"Ah—" Aunt Ouyang's soft cry sent a shiver through my entire body. My hand instinctively jerked back from her chest in fear.
"Don't pull away!" Aunt Ouyang's tone was both coquettish and commanding. I had no choice but to obey, placing my hand back on her soft chest. This time, a distinct firmness lingered beneath my palm.
Aunt Ouyang let out a soft moan, and my blood rushed downward, straining against my underwear and pressing against her rounded, plump buttocks.
"Sweetie…" Aunt Ouyang called out softly.
"Auntie… I don't know how to face her now."
"This feels so good." Aunt Ouyang lazily lay against me, one hand covering mine, the other slipping between her spread legs.
"Auntie, you—"
"You know, sweetie, when I was abroad, I often sunbathed naked like this."
"Of course, nothing like this ever happened. These things can't be done casually."
"Auntie feels so good right now. Even though we're not doing anything, just being like this feels wonderful."
"Sweetie, my dear son, my dear Xuanyu, my dear Xiaoyu…"
"Just stay with me like this, okay?"
Aunt Ouyang pressed tightly against me, her breath like a spring breeze, softly whispering the murmurs of her heart. Her tone shifted from light and airy, like willow catkins drifting in the wind, to playful and sly, like twinkling stars lighting up a knowing smile, before finally melting into a gentle, sorrowful plea. I didn't know why Auntie was acting this way, but I knew—and I had said—that as long as it made her happy, anything was fine.
"Mhm!" I nodded, my legs unconsciously tangling more tightly with hers.
"You're the best, sweetie! Mwah!" Aunt Ouyang turned her head and kissed my neck. The warmth flowed unimpeded down my neck, turning into scorching blood that rushed straight to my hardening member—it grew even stiffer.
"Ah—" I lowered my head. Auntie Ouyang's beautiful feet kept rubbing against the top of my foot, stimulating my nerves.
It was really hard to hold back. Right now, my lower half was truly in control. This position... if I took my dick out, it could directly press into Auntie Ouyang's honeyed entrance.
I shifted my hips, trying to keep my hard-on away from Auntie Ouyang's soft, bouncy buttocks, but our four legs were tangled together, like... like newlyweds drinking a cross-cupped wine.
"Don't move around, sweetie. This is just fine! Don't just hold your hands there—give Auntie a rub!" Auntie Ouyang guided my hands to start kneading her breasts.
"Ah—so comfortable," Auntie moaned softly. That sound reminded me of her lustful cries when I had eavesdropped outside her bedroom during sex.
Just as Auntie Ouyang was still enjoying herself...
"Buzz, buzz, buzz"—the phone vibrated.
"Who is it, so annoying—ah!" Auntie Ouyang cursed under her breath as she picked up the phone to look.
It was my mom—and it was a video call.
Instantly, I was thrown into a state of utter panic.
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