Although Jingyan's butt wasn't as maturely alluring as Auntie Ouyang's, it still had a youthful fullness. Could it be that the sexier it was, the more sensitive it became?
If my mom's chest and butt were even more voluptuous than Jingyan's, would that make her even more sensitive? I didn't know, and I never would—nor could I ever find out.
My fiancée, my wife, was already the most perfect goddess in the world.
That was enough. We still had a long road ahead, and there would be plenty of time to explore slowly.
That's what I told myself.
"Slap slap slap slap slap…"
"Ahhh… mmm… ah…"
"Ah, this feels so good, Jingyan! So good!"
Jingyan's insides were incredibly tight, and her reactions were intense. A gentle squeeze of her breasts would make her pussy clench tightly, making it almost unbearable for me.
"Jingyan… Jingyan… I'm going to fuck you to death! Fuck you to death!" I don't know what came over me, but I suddenly blurted out those words.
"Ahhh… Xuanyu… husband… fuck me to death! Ahhh!" To my surprise, Jingyan actually responded to my words.
This might have been the first time I'd ever heard the word "fuck" come from her mouth.
How could I possibly hold back after that?
Hearing her words, I lost all control. My hips surged forward, my spine shuddered, and instinct took over as I released deep inside Jingyan's core.
"Ah, no, pull out! Ah..." Jingyan just realized what was happening, but it was already too late. This was also her first time experiencing the impact of that hot surge of semen. She trembled all over, clinging tightly to me.
"Mmm! Mmm~ mmm..." Jingyan whimpered softly.
I pressed my cock deep inside her, feeling her absorb my release.
This was the first time, the very first time! The first time I came inside her! I never expected it to happen so suddenly.
"Mmm... Jingyan..." I whispered into her ear, kissing her cheek.
"Xuan Yu, did you... go inside?" Jingyan asked breathlessly.
"Yeah... sorry, I just..."
"It's okay... but next time... let's not do it inside so casually." Jingyan said softly, probably not wanting to ruin the beautiful moment.
So comfortable...
"Bad Xuan Yu, bad husband!" Jingyan hugged me even tighter.
Hehe!
After cuddling with Jingyan in bed for a while longer, I finally pulled out my now-soft cock. Jingyan's entrance closed instantly, not a single drop of semen spilling out.
"What if... what if I really get pregnant... Xuan Yu... I'm really not ready." Jingyan's voice trembled.
"It's okay, I'll go buy you emergency contraception later."
"I... I'll ask my mom about it later." Jingyan rejected my suggestion, and I thought that was fine too.
Watching her jog to the bathroom, I wiped myself off while secretly feeling pleased. It seemed Aunt Ouyang had once told me to come inside Jingyan... so this counts as the first time, right?
Life is always full of surprises.
After putting on my pajamas and tidying up the clothes scattered on the floor, I checked my phone for a bit. Jingyan still hadn't come out—she was probably cleaning herself thoroughly inside.
I offered to help her, but she firmly refused. Even though we're practically married, she's still so shy.
I left the bedroom to get us something to drink. Before heading downstairs, I noticed the lights were on on the first floor.
Walking slowly downstairs, I followed the light to the kitchen and found Aunt Ouyang had returned.
My vision blurred for a moment because the last time I saw her was just a few hours ago, when she was completely naked, tangled up with Zhao Chenyu in a forbidden act.
But now, she had changed into a nightgown, wearing an apron, holding a ladle as she stirred something in a pot. She looked like a typical housewife, completely different from the elegant and imposing female CEO she usually was.
And even more different from the woman she was just hours ago.
For a moment, I felt the urge to run away, though I didn't know why.
"Oh, my little master is here. Come over." Aunt Ouyang noticed me and waved me over.
"Auntie, when did you get back?" I asked as I walked over.
"Do you even have time to think about your aunt?" Aunt Ouyang shot me a playful glance, a teasing smile on her face.
"Huh?" I was startled.
"Haha, I heard Jingyan's moans clearly through the door. You two were practically competing to see who could be louder, 'so good, so good,' hehe." Aunt Ouyang imitated the moans twice, not acting like an elder at all.
"Uh... this..." I scratched my head awkwardly.
"Alright, so she heard it. So what?" Auntie Ouyang handed me the spoon, turned her delicate body, and stood behind me. She pushed me in front of the stove to stir the porridge for her while she stood behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting her head against my neck.
The porriage was almost done. I thought about it—Jingyan and I had sex, cleaned up, and I checked my phone and watched some videos for a while. That was about half an hour. So, basically, we had just gotten back when Auntie Ouyang returned.
Which meant she heard the whole thing? But it didn't matter—it wasn't the first time. Another question, however, made me wonder.
When Auntie Ouyang came back, why didn't I hear the sound of the door opening or the car pulling into the garage?
Jingyan and I had eaten and come home a long time ago. What had she and Zhao Chenyu been up to?
"Mmm..." Auntie Ouyang leaned against me, letting out a soft hum from her nose.
In front of me was the aroma of the porridge. As I stirred, I saw red dates, snow fungus, and lily bulbs inside, tempting my appetite. Behind me was Auntie Ouyang's soft, delicate body, pressed unashamedly against my back. Her faint body scent mixed with the fragrance of shampoo, rich and alluring, trying to awaken my "cock" once again.
"Tell Auntie, did you finish inside this time?" Ever since I started graduate school and our wedding with Jingyan was in sight, every time I was alone with Auntie Ouyang, her questions were always this explosive. As she asked, her breasts rubbed against my back.
"Mmm..." I nodded.
"Ah! My baby is so amazing!" Auntie Ouyang excitedly kissed my cheek. Her hands, which had only been wrapped around my waist, slipped into my T-shirt after hearing my answer, gently caressing my abdomen.
I thought to myself, Auntie Ouyang's train of thought was truly wild. Her daughter wasn't married yet, and her fiancé had finished inside her, yet she was as excited as if she herself were pregnant. What kind of mother was this?
Of course, I only thought it—I couldn't say it out loud.
"How is Jingyan? This is your first time finishing inside, right?" Auntie Ouyang finally showed some concern for her daughter.
"She's a bit scared. She's been washing up in the bathroom for a long time. By the way, Auntie, do you have any emergency contraception pills..." My voice grew softer as I spoke. Right after asking, I immediately felt a bit ridiculous—what kind of person asks their mother-in-law for contraception pills after finishing inside their fiancée?
"Emergency contraception pills? No, I don't. Does she need them? It's fine—I'll just give her a couple of candy pills to fool her."
Hearing Auntie Ouyang say this, I felt three black lines drop beside my head.
"What about you, baby?" Auntie Ouyang asked me.
"Me? I'm fine. Why?" I didn't understand what she was asking.
"Did you only do it once? How was it? If you wanted to do it once or twice more, it should be fine, right?" Auntie Ouyang's warm palm circled on my stomach.
How was I supposed to answer that? What could I even say?
I nodded slightly.
"That's good, that's good..." Auntie Ouyang's tone carried a hint of relief and inexplicable happiness. Sigh, her questions and responses were always so cryptic, and on top of that, I couldn't ask her back.
"Then why didn't you do it with her a few more times?" Auntie Ouyang was genuinely curious about her daughter and son-in-law's sex life.
"Ah... well, after finishing inside... we were in a hurry to clean up, so we didn't continue," I said.
"It's alright, let me tell you, at times like this, don't pull out. Just keep being intimate with Jingyan, and do it once more—or you could also..." Auntie Ouyang advised me like a military strategist suddenly struck by a clever idea, her tone tinged with playful mischief.
"Also what?" I asked curiously.
"Nothing, you'll find out later," Auntie Ouyang replied with another cryptic remark.
I was truly speechless. Finally, there was a chance to ask a follow-up question, and it turned out I might as well not have asked at all!
"Hehe, my little Yu is the most handsome," Auntie Ouyang said, her hand resting on my lower abdomen. I seriously suspected she might slip it into my pants at any moment. Not only that, her firm breasts kept rubbing against my back—no doubt about it, she was doing it on purpose.
"Um... Auntie..." I stammered.
"Alright, go check on Jingyan. Have her come down later for some porridge," Auntie Ouyang said, having watched me grow up since childhood, she naturally understood what was on my mind.
I went upstairs and returned to Jingyan's bedroom. She was sitting at the vanity, her voluptuous figure wrapped only in a towel, using a comb to smooth her freshly dried hair. I walked slowly behind her, took the comb from her hand, and carefully began to brush her hair.
In the mirror, Jingyan's lips curled into a smug and contented smile.
I quietly combed through her hair. Jingyan's locks were soft, smooth, and jet-black, with a wonderfully pleasant texture. Her family's shampoo was custom-made by a specialized agency tailored to individual needs. Jingyan's shampoo carried a faint, fresh scent, followed by a gentle, sweet fragrance—just like her, youthful and radiant.
Just as I was carefully enjoying the silky feel of Jingyan's hair, she suddenly pointed at my reflection in the mirror and demanded, "Wait! What happened to your face?"
I took a closer look and saw a light red lipstick mark on my right cheek.
"Oh, that was from Auntie Ouyang," I remembered her kissing me downstairs.
"Mom's back? Seriously, what's she so busy with on a weekend?" Jingyan complained. My heart skipped a beat because I knew, but I couldn't say.
"Do you remember when we bought that sun-protective jacket for Auntie Liu a while back?" Jingyan suddenly asked.
"I remember. We had dinner at my house that day," I recalled watching my mom's livestream while blocking those annoying trolls.
"That day, when Mom and I were shopping, we went into a women's clothing store. We both tried on matching sportswear. When we came out, the salesperson who had helped us earlier was gone, and someone else took over. Do you know what this new salesperson said?"
"What did she say?"
Jingyan pointed at herself and said, "She called me 'big sister' and called my mom 'little sister,' saying, 'Your little sister looks better in this one; you should pick a larger size.' Ugh, I was so mad at the time!"
Jingyan shook her head and stomped her feet, completely oblivious to the towel around her chest nearly slipping off.
"Haha, doesn't that just show how young Auntie Ouyang looks? Even though you're mother and daughter, you two look just like sisters," I said with a laugh.
"Hmph!" Jingyan hugged her chest. I glanced up at the mirror, where she pouted, looking thoroughly indignant.
Knock, knock, knock! A knock sounded at the door.
"Xuanyu~ Jingyan? Mind if I come in? You two aren't doing anything I shouldn't see, are you?" Aunt Ouyang's teasing voice sounded from outside the door.
"Ugh, Mom, really!" Jingyan complained, quickly getting up and calling out to the door, "Just a moment, Mom!"
My gaze shifted back from the door just in time to see the bathrobe slip down Jingyan's graceful figure, as if reluctant to let go. She stood completely naked before the floor-length mirror, opened the wardrobe, and took out her underwear and pajamas.
With a delicate lift of her foot and a bend of her jade-like leg, the loose white cotton panties adorned with cute little bears comfortably covered her perky buttocks and private area. Her slender arms reached out gracefully, and with a playful tilt of her head toward me, I instinctively stood behind her, fastening the clasp of her white bra.
"Knock, knock, knock! Not done yet? Looks like Mom shouldn't come in after all?" Aunt Ouyang's voice called out again from outside the door.
I went to open the door. By the time it swung open, the bathrobe had perfectly concealed Jingyan's alluring figure. Aunt Ouyang, standing at the doorway, didn't step in immediately. She glanced at me, then turned to look at Jingyan walking over, her eyes filled with playful amusement.
"Mom, where did you go after work earlier? Xuanyu and I came home and couldn't find you," Jingyan muttered while checking herself in the mirror.
"What's the matter? Little princess checking up on me? I go wherever I please. Even your dad doesn't dare to question me when he's home, and here you are, the one who came out of my belly, asking all sorts of questions. You think everyone's like you..." Aunt Ouyang walked over to me, pulling me to sit on the edge of the bed. She draped her arm over my shoulder, facing Jingyan, but her breath brushed against my ear as she spoke.
"Got a husband~ forgot your old mom~ Haha~"
"Ugh—you bad mom!" Jingyan trotted over, her full, soft breasts swaying gently with each light step, like rolling waves. She playfully pounced on Aunt Ouyang, pinning her to the bed. Since Jingyan and I had just finished not long ago, the sheets hadn't been tidied up. Aunt Ouyang's head nearly rested on the damp stain left on the sheets.
"Ah... you naughty girl... since when do you bully your mom like this? Ah!" Aunt Ouyang and Jingyan began playfully wrestling, their hands roaming over each other's ticklish spots.
"Take that for talking nonsense in front of Xuanyu! Bad mom!" Jingyan pressed down on Aunt Ouyang. The breasts of this stunning mother-daughter pair pressed together, their hair tangled, and their jade-like legs intertwined. The sight was overwhelmingly alluring, making my blood boil and my mouth go dry.
These two really are something, "fighting" in front of me again. I have a feeling my married life might be filled with their playful antics every single day.
"Ah! Xuanyu, aren't you going to help your aunt? Ah, I've spoiled you for nothing! If you don't come over now... ahaha... I... I'll add another two million to the bride price! See if you can still marry Jingyan then—you naughty girl, hahaha..." Aunt Ouyang laughed wantonly. Not only that, but I suddenly felt a gentle touch against my crotch. Looking down, it was Aunt Ouyang's beautiful foot.
"Xuanyu, don't listen to her! I don't want anything! Hmph! Bad mom, just you wait—I'll teach you a lesson!"
"Naughty girl!"
"Haha..."
"Haha..."
I stood to the side, gazing at the lively and cheerful scene before me. These two beautiful women on the bed were the people I loved most. It wasn't that my mother and Xuanman held a lesser place in my heart, but rather, those without blood ties who were willing to give you everything were the ones who truly loved you.
How I wished this beautiful moment could last forever. I would do everything in my power to ensure these two women who loved me would always wear such happy smiles.
I was certain I could make it happen!
At this thought, a warm current flowed through my entire body.
"Ah... Mom, wait a moment!" Jingyan's sudden words brought the playful tussle to an abrupt halt. Mother and daughter lay side by side, facing each other, both breathing heavily, their chests rising and falling.
"Mom, what's wrong with your chest?" Jingyan suddenly tugged down the round collar of Aunt Ouyang's robe, revealing a faint red patch starkly contrasting against the fair, tender skin of her breast.
"Why is there a red mark here?" Jingyan asked.
Seeing that red patch, the warm, blissful feeling that had just enveloped me vanished in an instant, replaced by a chilling dread.
"Ah, it was itchy, so I scratched it red," Aunt Ouyang said, swatting away Jingyan's fingers that were pulling at her collar. The collar tightened, covering her breast once more.
"Could it be an allergy?" Jingyan asked worriedly.
"Don't talk nonsense! Your little husband is right here, and you're just pulling your mother's clothes off like that," Aunt Ouyang retorted, turning the blame back on her.
"Oh! I forgot Xuan Yu was still here..." Jingyan's face flushed with embarrassment in an instant.
"It's fine, it's fine. After all, this little one has had his fair share of my milk. Let me tell you, when Xuan Yu was nursing on one side, his little hand would always grab the other, not letting you have any, haha!" Aunt Ouyang pointed at her left and right breasts, speaking without the slightest hint of reservation about the times Jingyan and I were nursed together as children.
"Mom, you're so shameless!" Jingyan got up and dashed out of the room in a flash.
I stood there, frozen in place.
"Xuan Yu, let's go. Have some porridge too. After all, you worked hard just now... right?" Aunt Ouyang continued to tease me playfully.
"Auntie, why did you scratch your chest red? Let me take a look?" I snapped back to reality and pretended to sound concerned.
"What? Want to see?" Aunt Ouyang, who had always been open with me, now covered her collar, stood up, kissed me on the cheek, and said playfully, "I won't let you see! You little pervert!" Then, swaying her hips, she slowly left the bedroom.
I stared at her retreating figure until she disappeared from sight.
I wanted to laugh, but the bitterness made it impossible.
I wanted to cry, but it felt pointless.
Aunt Ouyang... was she still my Aunt Ouyang?
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