Between the Beds (Revised)

Sensible reasoning: Everything comes to an end, but nothing is endless. LOVER’S REASON: Nothing comes to an end, it goes on without end.

–Roland Barthes: Ramblings of a Lovers

(i)

She said, “Whoever you think I am or not, I hope this arrangement is for the best.”

LOL! It’s not easy being a man, especially having to be between two women.

Who told me to have a beautiful mom, Xiu Zhen, and a wife, Mei Zhen, who is infatuated with me. The two of them have given me great pleasure. However, as the saying goes: “It’s hard to resist the kindness of a beautiful woman,” and I’m exhausted by this privilege.

Xiu Zhen saw how I wasted away after I got married, her heart ached, and she finally said to me, “Qiang’er, what’s the matter with you guys, how did you make you lose your mind and spirit?”

“Mom, where were you? Nothing.”

“No? What’s that supposed to mean? As newlyweds, it’s a wonder you don’t do anything at night. You’re not one of those abstinent people. Also, how many times have I told you to call me mom only in front of Mei-Jin. When we’re together, there’s no need to call me mom.”

“I’m afraid that if I’m not careful and call you Jen in front of her, I’ll reveal myself.”

“Whoever you think I am or not, I hope this arrangement is for the best.”

This arrangement, the man will certainly be in favor of, all the people’s happiness, dare not dream. But this is my “wife” Xiu Zhen’s good idea, she wanted me to get a wife, to give her a grandson, so the creation of me and Mei Zhen, doctors and nurses to tie the good news. All because of the glory of motherhood and great motherhood, everywhere for the son’s happiness.

However, all mothers in the world are the same, especially widowed mothers who have raised their only son too lovingly to give him away to an outsider. As a result, it is the son stuck in the middle who suffers the most.

“Are you jealous of her? It was your idea!” I intended to jangle her nerves a bit.

She did have a seizure.

“I believed it, believed it, and even you played the fool. After all I’ve done for you, instead of expecting you to treat me better, you’re putting the blame on me. Is it because you think I’m old? Don’t want me when you have a young, beautiful wife? Resign yourself to your fate.” She actually cried in front of me.

Men are not really afraid of a woman yelling to hang herself, but they are most afraid of her crying. I was at a loss for words, but I could only reach out and hold her in my arms. She initially did not let me towel her, but I can see that this is her pampering techniques, the purpose is to ask me to coax her. A woman is a woman, want a man to coax her, even if she is your mom is no exception, and I do not mind coaxing my beloved woman, because it is a low-cost high-return investment. I whispered to accompany a not, she fell softly in my arms.

I wiped her tears with my sleeve as I cupped her face and kissed it. She hooked her arm around my neck and pulled me closer to her. She whispered in my ear, like a little girl’s voice:

“We’ve never been apart, all these days, sticking our necks out waiting for you to come until our necks are sore.”

“Am I not here now, by your side? I can’t come back until she goes to work!”

“I just want you to know that it’s hard not having you around.”

“Actually, I thought about you too. It was you that was on my mind when I made love to Mei-Jin.”

“How can I compete with her? She’s young, she’s pretty, she’s got a great body.”

“But the most beautiful woman in my heart is you.”

Speaking of which, mom’s heart really gave me a beating and cried even harder. However, she still sent her mouth over to me, pressed my lips, and kissed me passionately. I lifted up her skirt, stroking my “kitten” black and thick hair. My kitten turned out not to need me to tease, has already started to spring, flowing sticky love juice.

She doesn’t wear panties at home. When I come back from class or work, the first thing I do is give her a hug and a kiss, and with that, I slip my hand under her skirt to feel her smooth ass and my kitty. She had already given me her kitty, so I had the right to pet her whenever I wanted. Xiu Zhen’s panties were taken off and put on for me one night, and sometimes I dropped them by hand into some corner and couldn’t find them. So, in the future, when the panties are taken off for me, I just bare my ass.

Even stripped down to my underwear first and waited for me to come home.

She is used to the freedom of not wearing panties, and sometimes when she goes out, she forgets to put on her panties and is often in danger of getting naked. So, when we go out together, I will check if her ass is naked first.

I call her “kitten” after the foreigners. Another reason is that I treat her as a pet, and at night, I have to pet her before I can fall asleep. It’s a bit like some people’s old sheets and towels, without which they don’t feel safe.

I slipped my index and middle fingers into Kitten’s mouth and immediately sucked her in, her legs clamping my fingers tightly together as my fingers teased her clit and she let out a slurred love whisper in her throat.

We have been in love for twenty years, and have made love several times, and have reached the realm of unity of spirit and desire. We have never been separated, like a shadow, has long been inseparable. I live and eat, are all her package.

Now, having gotten a daughter-in-law, she’s a little uncomfortable with me moving away, and I’m going to do my best to fill her void.

She stood up, removed her skirt, and swung her torso in front of me, caressing her breasts with one hand and flipping her pussy lips open with the other, giving me a good view of the inside of my kitty. I embraced her, feeling the texture of her silky torso, and my dick got an erection that precluded my apprehension. The last time he came back, he was uncooperative, tired and unable to prosper, probably due to psychological factors, and he had to labor on Jen to blow him for a while with her little mouth before he came back to life.

She stroked my cock and gave me a knowing smile. As I moved to broaden my clothes, she said:

“Let me serve you.”

Dressing and undressing me, I’ve been enjoying this kind of service from her since I was a kid.

Naked body embraced in the arms, caressing every inch of skin, her frankincense, armpit perfume, thick pubic hair under the smell, all give me the feeling of returning home. However, still have to wait for her “little thing” drilled into her stomach, I really counted the “barricade”.

(ii)

I said, “Gotta tell me who your big brother is first.”

It’s been twenty years since we made love, so what else is new in the way of bedtime drama between Xiu Zhen and me? Jen has a knack for turning the tables, and in her fairy hole there’s an infinite amount of scenery for me to draw on for endless joy and pleasure.

If you eat a lot of delicacies every day, isn’t it the same as a home-cooked meal? I practiced all kinds of lovemaking positions, but all changes are the same, are a kind of sex skills, rather than love itself. Love is to be done often, but just making love is not going to make us love as deeply as we do.

We have sex because we love each other. We all agree that we have to have sex and love, so that we can have a beginning and an end. Day, our sex life has been sublimated to the “hands without a sword, the heart has a sword” realm. The body to make love, water and milk blending, care about a “cross” word; to have the soul resonance and tacit understanding, in order to have a real “sexual intercourse”.

Between beds, it is important to understand the mind, not overnight work can be achieved. In the first few years of having sex with Xiu Zhen, it was like Piggy eating peaches, not knowing the fine taste. After a few years in the same bed, do not live and Xiu Zhen frankly share lovemaking experience, and only gradually develop a tacit understanding. Lovemaking depends on three parts talent and seven parts cultivation. In fact, unlike other mothers, Xiu Zhen did not have more sexual experience than her son. She refused to reveal that she had made love a few times before she met me. She said that if I hadn’t picked wildflowers from the roadside, she would have had at least one more sexual experience than me.

She waited patiently for me to mature and grow up to be her lover. Our love grew stronger and deeper, and our lovemaking progressed from the level of physical union to the unity of the heart.

Over the years, Su-jin has been able to bind me to her, and it’s not just a matter of “Oedipal feelings” that she can’t get out of.

Her whispers on my pillow, her “roles” in bed, and doing what I wanted her to do, made me feel like the happiest man in the world. Her skills are too many, too subtle, all aimed at my vitals. This is the result of years of experience of fighting with me in bed for thousands of rounds. You say, teach me how not to think of her, not to love her!

These are secret techniques that Mi-jin would not understand. She doesn’t know because she’s still young. Even if she learns a few of them, will she be able to match Xiu Zhen’s skill? There was no substitute for Soojung because she was the “woman” of my life, my mother, Jen, my little sister in bed, the family cat… In English, she was “The woman of my life”.

“Brother, I want it, give it to me.” Xiu Zhen whispered in my ear, killing people. She taught me to fall under her pomegranate skirt.

“Gotta tell me who your big brother is first?”

“You’re my brother, Jen’s big brother!”

“So, to whom does Jen belong?”

“Jen will always be brother’s.”

“Who does Jen want to possess her?”

“Jen wants her brother to possess her. Come on give it to me! Give me that little cock now!”

At that moment, she kittenishly swallows my little cock into her fleshy cavity, and as soon as the kittenish girl sucks me in, my whole body is tightly wrapped in that warm, moist, dark mother’s embrace. It was a familiar place where I took shape and lived for ten months, listening to her heartbeat and breathing every single day, my heart in sync with hers, her body in tune with mine. Her plump hips, like an inflatable cushion, carried me, supported me, and pushed me up beyond the clouds of the ninth heaven.

After a long time, my cushion carried me down, back to the ground, and the first thing I complained about through the air: “My mom! Please don’t be a dick, dick, dick, I’m not a kid!”

“Right! You’ve grown up, and so has Little Dick. But I still used to call him a small dick. What’s a big dick used for? Big man chauvinism, for bluffing kittens out.” She said playfully as she wiped my big cock with a towel for me.

Right! What’s a big dick for? No kitten would want to be friends with him, so there’s no use for a big dick. As long as mom is willing to hold Keung’s dick in her hand, it’ll become a de facto big dick.

Mom walks into the bathroom, butt naked, stops in the doorway, and turns around and asks, “You want to take a shower, don’t you?”

“You wash first! I’ll wash it in the morning.”

“Thought you were going back soon.”

“Want to spend the night here tonight. Mei-Jin is working the night shift and doesn’t have to rush back.”

“What about you? Working the morning shift?”

“Yeah, I’m going to get up early tomorrow.”

“Got it.”

“Jen, I love you.”

She didn’t answer, or maybe I was on the verge of falling asleep and couldn’t hear…

“It’s rare that you don’t rush off. Alas, who knows what it’s like to wait for you to come. And what it’s like to be left alone when you come and go in a hurry, that’s the worst…”

Mom said in the bathroom in a whisper, like a monologue or a complaint. She looked at herself in front of the mirror, ruffled her hair, which had been disheveled during sex, touched her face, shook her head and sighed. She walks around the bathroom and hears her peeing, like the sound of murmuring water… flushing.

Mon  in, the kitten child came toward the bed where I sleep, stand me in front. I lay on my side, squinting, kitten child just next to my front, bedside light, through her crotch, spilled on my kitten child fuzzy slim, Bi appear in front of me. I didn’t miss the opportunity to smack a big mouthful of Kitten’s slutty flavor, a brew of our love juices and the smell of her pee that called me intoxicated.

She straddles me, climbs into bed, reaches over to turn off the bedside lamp, and sleeps beside me, just like the old days. Her breasts pressed against my back, her legs nestled in the crook of my legs, her hand on my bladder, her heavy breath, breathing on the back of my neck.

(iii)

She said, “You lie with your eyes open, men always spoil the little ones.”

Jen wakes me up with a soft kiss between my ears. The aroma of coffee had dispersed and overflowed.

The water from the shower head poured down on my head, and a haze enveloped the room. Jen slipped in at some point and wrapped her arms around my waist from behind. I turned around and cupped her round ass, her legs crossed and clamped around my ribs, her arms wrapped around my neck to support her weight. She took my tongue, sucking and exchanging fluids. The afterglow of coffee between my gums was the usual flavor of a goodbye kiss before work.

We kissed and kissed until my brawn ran out and her wet body slid down, smoothly taking my puckered cock between her strands.

Droplets of water ran down her hair and dripped onto her breasts, a pair of peppery tits that were being gently rubbed by my hands. She used to think that I only loved kittens and not her breasts. There was no such thing! I admired every part of her body and thought it was perfect. Her breasts have been feeding me since I was a baby. I grew up sucking on them, so I don’t see why I wouldn’t love her.

However, she was always worried that her lover, that’s me, would be a little prejudiced against her tits like the others. She often asked me, “Will you think my breasts aren’t round enough or big enough?”

This is her self-assessment and does not represent my position.

“Where would it be too much? Just kinda.”

“One day, it won’t hold up and you’ll be what?”

“I’ll hold you up with both hands, like this, as your special bra.”

Her breasts are still very firm, although they are struggling more and more against the gravity of the earth. At this moment, I don’t care whether her breasts will be firm in the future or not, as long as they are now close to my chest. I ruffled her wet hair, but saw her eyes lowered, love lingering, infinite fondness.

A second before the lift opens the door, I lift up her skirt and give her bare ass a pat. In time for the door to close, she said, “Be nice to Mijin!”

I certainly treated Mi-jin well. She was pulling as hard as she could in a tug-of-war to pull me through, and the opponent at the other end of the line had no clue as to what was going on, and had a strange suspicion of her.

I couldn’t figure out if Soo Jin was in love or jealous of Mi-Jin, who often asked about her.

“What’s wrong with Mi-jin? Rarely come back for dinner with you lately?” Su-jin asked, pretending not to notice.

Mei Zhen’s decision not to come home with me was just what I wanted, and Xiu Zhen should be happy. If she doesn’t come home with me, we can have a good time and make love to each other without any restriction.

“She often had to work nights…”

“Oh yeah?” She intoned to indicate her puzzlement.

“Actually, no, she’s afraid to meet you.”

“Do I look mean?”

“She told me that every time she met you, you looked at her from head to toe. She thinks you…”

“Did she see something?” Jen tensed up, shaking off my hug and glaring at me face to face.

“No need to panic, she didn’t mean it like that. She just feels that she’s an outsider among us. It’s like she’s out of place and she doesn’t know what the right thing to do is.”

“What did you say to her?”

“I say, between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, there will always be some not biting the strings. We’ll all get along after a while. I told her my mom was a sexual person, not a stickler for small things, etc.”

“Then we’ll have to be careful from now on.”

“She’s a simple minded woman, we’re mother and son, she won’t think of those sorts of things.” I reached around her waist and pulled her closer to me so hard her body became taut.

“Jen, don’t be paranoid either.”

“It’s in a woman’s nature to be suspicious, don’t you know that by now?”

“It’s okay, I’m good with her.”

“In bed?”

“Getting in and out of bed is just as good.”

“What about for me?”

“It’s the same. No, no, I mean, I’m biased, I hurt the older one more.”

“You lie with your eyes open, men always spoil the little ones.”

“She can’t compare to you. You have double the favor. One share for mommy and one share for kitty.”

“Save your greaseballs for your Mei-Jin! There’s no need for that with me.”

But what the kitten’s body says doesn’t match what her mouth says, and she crouches snugly in my arms, letting me smooth out her thick, dark fur. Women, who doesn’t love sweet words? Even if it is false love, the same fall, not to mention she knows what I said, every word is true. Good words are not afraid to say more, women listen to, if you make her heart, you will have a prize, the prize is her own, she will be completely dedicated to you in return.

I earned it!

I held her soft, delicate hands like flowers, and stepped into our sleeping room. She unveiled her skirt, crouched on the pillow, raised her skinny waist, raised her fat ass, in the gap between the separated legs, is a double breast hanging scenery. She wiggled her buttocks like a puppy wagging its tail, and the waves of her buttocks and breasts were thrown over one after another, and I was so excited by them. In the middle of the two full moons, in the grass, the lips of her pussy were open and freshly exposed.

(iv)

I said, “I don’t have a small dick, only a big one, do you want it.”

The two moons are hanging high, and the pussy embedded in the center, as Zhen shakes and shakes, one by one, cracking out the peachy red flesh of the vulva, the shape is a peach. I gave this excellent view to teach me to be flabbergasted, I do not know how many times I have seen Zhen’s naked body, every day bare ass in front of me walking around, only know how to touch and pinch, but even missed from this angle to appreciate the scenery of the Eonni thousands of people. It’s possible that she’s reserving a backhanded move, waiting for the necessary moment to use it to subdue me.

My mouth was set and I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

She called out from the bed in a delicate little girl’s voice, “Brother, what are you doing? Come on up!”

I just snapped out of my dream and quickly climbed onto the bed, kneeling behind her as Jen bucked her ass higher. My hand vibrated back and forth as I rubbed the forbidden skin for my pleasure, and my tongue unexpectedly licked its way down her groin, tasting the sweet, ripe peach.

Kitten turned out to be even more anxious than I was, wanting me to share the fish and water with her now. Pulling my hand to her breast.

I cupped her jiggling breasts and, in a milking gesture, manipulated them for a while, and when I tweaked both nipples with my thumb and forefinger, needless to say they were knotted and swollen.

The portal was wide open, and without the need for a handle to guide the way, my firm cock breezed in, going deeper into the belly, giving way to a mass of warm vaginal walls. I wantonly grind from side to side, up and down, sometimes pushing in, sometimes still. She lifted her waist and hips, raised her anus and inhaled, swinging her hips with the momentum to match, and then, engulfed my cock in a single gulp, straight to the deepest part of the vagina. Give me the pleasure, such as heaven.

“Brother Keung-il, I want… your little Jan-san to want you.”

“To what?”

“Want big brother’s dick.”

“I don’t have a small dick, only a big one, do you want it?”

“As well, as well.”

“Say it, big cock, big cock.”

“Little dick! Little dick! Cock…”

“Say big dick.”

“The little cock that changes, that gets bigger… the little cock!”

Thank you, my little Jen, for being willing to take pleasure and be obedient to me.

Since you’re using a secret technique, I’ll use the “Nine Shallow and One Deep” from the “Heaven and Earth, Yin and Yang, Great Joy”.

The law is right to dismantle. A shallow thrust should be like a baby’s breast; a deep thrust should be like a frozen snake entering a hole.

One moment a shallow stab, the next a deep thrust, the next a floating, the next a sinking. I intertwined her like a snake, turning into liquid and seeping into her skin.

The two bodies, in rhythm, swayed and undulated as one. The kitten was approaching her climax, her wildness was aroused, and she let out a wild, lustful cry that shook my heartstrings.

I don’t often hear this kind of talk. We have been having sex for many years, and every time she has an orgasm, she suppresses her screams to a minimum, and only when she can’t help it, does she scream out! Mom and son sex, screaming can not be too loud, as if afraid to give people hear. Even for her son to hear it would be a dickey.

My blood churned and fired in bursts, straight into the deepest recesses of my womb.

She moaned and shouted so loudly that she called my soul out .

Not yet satisfied, I rolled her onto her back, and she thrust her still-hard cock into her peachy slit, embracing and kissing each other as she leaned back and licked my chest, and I cherished kissing her all over. The aftermath lingered.

She looked at the bedside clock and pushed me out of bed to get up, bending over the side of the bed to gather my clothes.

The twin moons rose again before my eyes, the peach trickling with lust, the fuzz pulpy. The magnetism of that slutty smell ingested my nose closer as her hips swayed, chasing the peach with a few licks. She stood up suddenly and her mouth fell away, rewarded with a smile back at her.

She puts my panties up to her nose and sniffs them before she wipes her kitty with it.

“I see you still have some time left, come along and take a love bath!” She said.

Our time together was on borrowed time; Mi-jin waited for me to come home, but there must have been time for a shower.

Jen has a very small heart. Every time I have sex, she wants me to take a shower before I go home, and she will prepare clean underwear and shirts for me to replace. Women are suspicious and jealous. The smell of her underwear tells her if I have another woman. The work she did for me afterward was meticulously deployed.

The second woman’s perfume, her body odor, and the scent of her slut cannot escape your woman’s sense of smell. The fact that she doesn’t mention it to you doesn’t mean that she doesn’t notice it. There are many things that a woman is smarter than a man, but she prefers to play dumb for the sake of the man who loves her.

We were submerged in the bath and she was resting on me, one hand over my hand around her waist and the other over my hand teasing her breasts.

“You have a hickey from me in the hollow of your shoulder, and when Mei-Jin asked about it, told her it was a mosquito bite.” She said absently.

Without answering, I slid my hand down from her breast to between her spread legs, imagining I was a small fish, swimming in the current like seaweed floating in a dark, thick bush of hair.

“Mom, I’ll be careful about getting caught in the middle of you guys, pulling for you and getting your heads in the sand.”

I said to myself.

(v)

She said, “Screw your underwear!”

Since marrying Mi-jin, Soo-jin convicted me of this behavior of looking at my watch from time to time. My God, it’s the sense of time I was trained to have as a doctor.

She would say, “I’m not here in my heart. If you don’t have time, don’t come back. Busy man, I’m not your patient, you don’t have to see me, and you don’t need to give me your precious time.”

The word alms is spat out one by one to indicate a heightened tone. The tone is to complain that the time together is too short, and to be jealous of the fact that I am going back to another woman.

The lack of time allocation is indeed my problem. To share the rain on both sides, in addition to being energetic enough, there are also time and space constraints. Doesn’t she really understand that my heart is tied to my love?

I have to stir my brain and keep making up excuses and stories to get out. I don’t even let a moment go by. It’s a little aggravating for Soojin, who used to own me completely.

Today, I was reluctant to leave, even though it was already late. Instead, Jen got nervous about the time and urged me to go out: “Don’t dawdle. Look, you’ve creased your shirt and your hair is all messed up.”

“Jen, that’s great. You did so well just now.”

“Great lover, you’re great too.”

“It’s just that there’s one more request, and I don’t know if I should talk to you about it?”

“Say it!”

“Can kitty purr in bed a lot from now on, purr a little louder?”

Immediately, her pair of pink fists were like drums, pounding on my chest. I knew it was a trick, but I didn’t fight. When she saw that I did not block and did not fight, she increased her strength. I had to catch her wrist and pull her into an embrace.

“You! Your mind is only going towards these bad ideas. If you want to scream, call a hooker for a few hundred dollars and you’ll get your fill of eek, eek, eek, eek, eek, eek, eek, eek, eek, eek, eek, eek, eek, and don’t come to me.”

“My little cat, I mean, you’re already doing a great job, and with some sound effects, it’s even better.”

“I forbid you to say those dirty words, to hit me with those ghosts.”

“I just want to…”

Before I could finish, my mouth was sealed and she hooked her arms around my neck, tilted her head back, and kissed me deeply. I pulled back the straps of her robe and reached behind her, my palms lightly rubbing her ass. There was no time to wipe dry the moisture left on that silky skin after the bath, so she just ordered me to wipe myself off, change, and get me back to Mei-Jin’s on time.

“Go back, she’s waiting for you.”

Su-jin, in her bathrobe and inconveniently escorting me to the lift door, only opened a crack in the door and towel-dried her hair while she watched me disappear around the corner of the corridor.

People in love fight. After Soojin and I became lovers, we wouldn’t be an exception and would fight.

Why do we fight too? Why not! The closer people are, the more they fight over small things. Maybe we all care too much about each other! Maybe they’re too close, so there’s more friction. Besides, it’s a curse when a woman gets carried away and makes a big deal out of things, like who has the right to buy her man’s underwear.

It happened on a day when I was in a very good mood, ready to go back to listen to the sounds of kittens purring in bed. Just before going to bed, I relayed one of Mi-jin’s comments, and surprisingly…

“Mom, you don’t have to buy me underwear anymore.”

“Do you want to go without panties as much as I do?”

“Mei-Jin seemed upset. She said she should be the one to do these things.”

“Did you tell her that I bought the clothes you’re wearing for you since less. Are you not satisfied with my taste?” She immediately flipped me the bird.

“I’m talking about underwear, there’s no question of taste.”

“I’m not talking about underwear either, it’s your shirt.”

“Mom, let Mei-Jin do the little things. She’s my wife, and there’s always something to send her to do to pass the days.”

“Yeah, you said it out loud. Needless to say, when you have a wife, you don’t want mom. In your eyes, I’m old and ugly, I’m no match for her. That’s how I annoy you, I’m resigned to my fate.”

“Mom, don’t be like this, okay?”

“Mom, Mom, I saw this day coming. I’ll be honest if you don’t want me to.” She shook off my embrace and ran into the sleeping room. Slamming the door behind her.

“My little Jen good boy, my good mommy yo, where are you going with this? Open the door and let me in to explain ok.” I knocked gently on the door and said all the nice things I could, but there was no response. A woman’s temper is like the weather, fickle and suddenly moody, not for the first time.

I waited for half a day at the door before she said through the door, “The kitchen made your favorite winter melon soup and reheated it in the microwave, do you know how to do it?”

“How about this?”

“Finish your soup and go back to your Mei-Jin’s, she’s waiting for you to go back and get you the most flattering panties going.”

I wanted to sweeten the deal for my erect penis. She said, “Go to my underwear.

“Let me in, will you?”

Outside came the cluttered sounds of cabinet doors being flung open and drawers being pulled out.

The door to the room suddenly opened and she threw a huge pile of my underwear, socks, shirts and other clothes at me.

I couldn’t catch it in time, and it all spilled out onto the floor plate, and the door immediately closed.

“Jen, what are you doing?”

“I’m not your Jen. Go back over to that sweetheart of yours, Jen! Don’t come back, I don’t want to see you again, get the hell out of here!”

I still want to relive the beauty of last week’s “picking peaches to make the moon”, how do I know that I said the wrong thing, and made a fool of myself, and left happily. I didn’t even have a chance to touch the kitten, and my big dick was in a bad way. Why would the sea of love turn upside down for no reason? I can’t figure it out. Hopefully, this is just a small episode of love life, and not the beginning of the cold war period.

(vi)

I said, “What? Twenty years of not being able to come to an end and now you’re talking about coming to an end?”

I was fifteen years old when my mom gave me her body and has followed me ever since, willing to be my kitten. That boy didn’t dream of taking his mom as his wife! This dream, I realized. So a self-confidence to deal with women was created.

Maybe the past in the love field is too smooth, in this cold war with Su-jin, due to misjudgment of the situation, it suffers needlessly.

In the past, for some trivial things quarrel, she at most threw me out of the hall to do the “director”, soon after the rain. This “underwear storm”, than the previous storm in the tea cup, much more dangerous. Xiu Zhen’s sacrosanct “motherhood” privilege was challenged, the sword was drawn and sworn to defend. I thought it was just another petty fight for favor and didn’t think it was a big deal. I thought that when the kitten was hungry, she would come back and circle around her big brother’s legs, purring and nestling under my arms, asking me to tickle her.

This cold war, long time, my psychological tactics failed. She has not been looking at me, the more anxious I am, the more she ignores, I am like a drug addict, a day without the smell of kittens there, it is not comfortable. Until now I have only tasted the first taste of lost love.

My mom, I really can’t stand it. Doesn’t it hurt that your son misses you to death? Do you really want to break up with me? Is it worth it?

I’m at the end of my rope, and there’s a light at the end of the tunnel.

In-laws silver wedding anniversary dinner dance, Xiu Zhen heavy makeup, style, wearing a halter strapless low-cut evening dress, stepping on high heels, fluttering to come, as if the fairy descended to earth. Once she appeared, Mei Zhen touched the eye, my soul to her to take away.

At this meal, amidst all the drinking, Xiu Zhen talked and laughed, I was distracted, and Mei Zhen was fidgety. Three pairs of eyes swept each other, there were several “traffic accidents”.

Kitten’s mesmerized eyes met mine from time to time, consciously or unconsciously. Just contact, she immediately wandered away, cast to the side of Mei Zhen. Mei Zhen originally has been monitoring, in me and Xiuzhen face searching for traces of pearls, not to guard against Xiuzhen calmly threw his eyes straight over, and her four eyes meet face to face towel a square. Mei Zhen immediately embarrassed to avoid, looking left and right, nowhere to land, turn to me. I have a guilty conscience, do not dare to look at her, lowered his head and sent the food to his mouth in large mouthfuls.

Eating at the same table with two women who love you at the same time can cause indigestion, so bring a supply of stomach medicine, Shinnyan.

Music was playing on the dance floor, and after Mei Zhen and I had a dance, I asked Xiu Zhen to be my partner, and she gladly accepted and danced with me on the dance floor. I wrapped my arms around Xiu Zhen’s waist, close to her breasts, her body’s fragrance pungent nose. In the gap between the guests’ silhouettes, I saw Mei Zhen looking at us, tracking our dance steps, showing jealousy.

My hands swam down from her waistline to cover her ass, feeling under her skirt where she wore no panties.

The music suddenly changed to a strong beat, her hips swaying to the beat as the phantom laser lights dimmed and flared.

“You’re not wearing panties, on purpose?”

“What?”

I repeated it.

“Forgot.”

“You did it on purpose!”

“None of your business!”

At this point, she suddenly stopped and said she was going home.

Su-jin took my arm and went back to her seat, and Mei-jin’s eyes, with a few hints of hostility, shot to her mother-in-law.

Xiu Zhen remained calm and composed, and took her leave of the in-laws. Father in law said, night, asked me to send mom home.

I look at Mei-Jin, my face shows displeasure, and jealousy rises. But I ignore it and follow orders.

It wasn’t far to go home, and on the way, we each had our own thoughts. When we arrived home, I insisted on walking her to the door. In the elevator, I put my hand on her waist and she pushed it away.

“Jen, can we go inside and talk?”

“To talk about anything, just talk about it here.”

“Jen, I need you.” I said into her eyes as I grabbed her bladder and made her face me.

“I’m old, I should stand aside, what you need is Mi-jin.”

“Jen, I can’t live without you.” I kept after her with a sincere gaze.

“But it’s not right, and it’s time for closure.”

“What? Twenty years of not being able to come to an end, and now you’re talking about coming to an end?”

“Now, you’re married and have a wife. We shouldn’t go on like this.”

“You are also my wife, you are married to me.”

“You can only have one wife, do you want mom to be your mistress?”

“But you’re not wearing panties tonight, and you’re wearing the pearl collar I gave you, the first piece of jewelry I ever gave you. It was all on purpose.”

“Don’t be such a baby, okay.”

“You still love me, you need me, you can’t fool me.”

The tip of my nose touches the tip of hers and she averts her face. Still, my lips pursue hers, sucking fiercely, prying her closed lips and teeth open with the tip of my tongue. She doesn’t resist, doesn’t kiss back. Abruptly, breaking away from my entanglement, pushing me away, saying:

“This is a public place. Go inside before you talk. But promise me we’ll just talk.”

After she opened the door, she turned to face me, and I chased after her, stepping forward with urgency as she stepped backward and fell back.

“We’re just going to talk, nothing else. Promise me.”

“We’re just going to talk and not do anything else?”

“Yes, just to talk, not to do…”

“Only talk! No…”

“Yeah! Just talk, not do…”

She retreated from the living room to the sleeping room and to the bed, and there was no turning back. I pushed her down onto the bed in one smooth motion, and flew up to her, entangled her, and said:

“I promise you, nothing else, just sex, sex with you.”

I immediately kissed her mouth furiously, sucking out her feeble protests. She kicks her feet about in the air, her heels flying off. I buried my face in her chest, my eyes closed as I stroked the rise and fall of her body. She loosened my tie and I undid her skirt, kissing every inch of her naked skin. I hugged her tightly and rolled on the bed. Her evening gown slips away, revealing the ever mysterious triangle, black stockings and garters, tracing the curves of two long legs against bare, snow-white flesh. The kitten was revealed.

I pinned her down, catching her hands and pressing them into her back pillows, freeing my free hand to fondle her breasts.

“You’ve tossed big brother around a lot! I want you to get a spanking tonight so you won’t dare mess with me again!”

“It’s all your fault for having to bully me.”

“My fault again.”

“You wanted me to have a child, to have my ovaries removed. If not, I could have saved your seed and been the mother of your child. However, I… I am no longer a complete woman, but Mi-jin has everything, has what I don’t have, and she has you.”

“Don’t be sad, it’s all in the past. I’ll love you just as much if you can give me children. You will always be my woman. And I will always belong to you.”

Infinite aggravation flowed from her eyes and turned into tears, one by one, out of the corners of her eyes, which dissolved the color of her eyeliner and eye-covering cream, and traced a stark trail of tears across her face. When she tried to continue talking, she was already sobbing uncontrollably.

I kissed away her tears, and the lump in her throat, and comforted her by saying, “It’s all right, it’s all right, it’s just like old times.”

Her voice became young and she tilted her head to me, “Keung-er, I’m sorry, I’m often jealous of Mei-Jin and angry with you, don’t be annoyed with me, okay?”

I touched her smooth and elastic buttocks and said: “Big brother is not angry with little sister. However, a small lesson can not be exempted, little sister’s ass is too tender and smooth, can not afford to hit.”

“If little sister is naughty, big brother punishes her by spanking her little bottom.”

“The punishment is too light.” I gently slapped her round ass: “I’m going to fuck my little sister, fuck her ten times, make her die.”

“If you can do it, do it!”

Our lips joined again, our tongues entwined with each other. Her stocking-clad thighs rubbed against my inner thighs, overlapping mine. I pressed myself against her naked body, rubbing her breasts. Her warm, gentle hands, the hands that raised me, soothed me through my skin.

Her legs parted for me, like a hungry body, zinging and flowing. Round buttocks padded underneath, the gentle hand that took her Johar to the land of tenderness, as if back to a dreamlike night twenty years ago.

That dreamlike night, Xiu Zhen lost her virginity to her son, who took her in, and she gave me her kitten.

I want her to give me a little sister. She said, not now, not until I’m older, then I’ll be a father.

I said, “Then, you’re going to be my little sister instead, and you’re going to call me your big brother.”

From that night on, I became Su-jin’s big brother. It was my first night, our first night… I climbed out of bed to leave, and as Jen lay exhausted and half-asleep on the bed, she said, “Remember to take a shower. The underwear is in the usual place, get it yourself.”

I lean down and kiss her. Her lips open and she gives me a wet kiss. It complains that I’m too competent, making the kitten burn and swell. I move down to kiss the speechless lips, which are slightly open and give me a slightly reddish swollen look.

“Sleep! My little kitten. It’s all right. You are still my little kitten and you can’t help it. Big brother’s love for you has never changed.”

(vii)

She said, “”If I’d been expecting just now, you’d have an afterlife.””

It’s my fault. I removed the kitten’s ovaries with my own hands.

I am afraid that there is no second woman in the world who can love me as much as Su-jin, what a woman can do for me, she did: gave birth to me, raised me, nurtured me, and loved me.

She trusted me. I was fifteen when she “married” me.

Our life should have been happy and fulfilling, and there is only one thing she has not been able to do for me, and that is to conceive and raise a child for me. For this reason, she has always held a grudge.

In fact, we just missed out on having children. At the beginning of our relationship, Su-jin wasn’t too old, but I wasn’t ready to be a father.

I love kids, she knows that and is willing to be a mom again for my sake. But she wanted me to have a career foundation first, and for me to be able to make money to support her and our child. We envisioned that I would graduate from medical school and she would get pregnant right away.

Thus, pregnancy was no longer something to be feared between our beds, but rather a sacred task. We worked together towards this goal and embarked on a new phase of our love life. I had one more reason to ask Jen for sex. The idea that the seed planted in Jen’s arms would ripen and become my child was exciting enough.

However, let’s face it, Soojin is older and harder to conceive. We had a thorough physical examination which confirmed that there was nothing physically wrong with either of us. I sowed the seed, but it was God who told it to sprout and grow. Time passed year by year and we were still weak in the knees.

Three years ago, a bolt from the blue came when Xiu Zhen, during a routine gynecological check-up, discovered that she had ovarian cancer, which had to be removed as soon as possible. Hospitals do not advocate doctors to operate on their loved ones to avoid mood swings. But I insisted on doing it myself, even shaving my pubic hair before the operation, which was done by a nurse, and Mei Zhen was the nurse at that time.

Su-jin was lying on the bed in the hospital room and asked me, “Doing the surgery now?”

“Mingle, now first we have to shave the kittens.”

“Must I shave?”

“Definitely, I’m going to open up there.”

I lifted the patient’s gown she was wearing and spread her legs apart and her pussy lips slightly.

I lifted up her robe, and like a little lamb, Su-jin silently accepted that she would be shorn of her body’s hair.

She closes her eyes and spreads her legs, her kittenish fuzz black and thick. I held the razor as serious as if I were performing a sacred ritual. I salute her with a kiss on the mouth. The razor blade scraped through and the pubic hair fell. Carefully, I picked up the bits of hair that had fallen on my inner thighs and on the padded white cloth and placed them in a plastic bag, where they were treasured.

With a flash of light, the kitten shifted into a little doll, slinky, white, and innocent.

I marveled over it, “I don’t think it’s fair that you get to see how my pubic hair grew when I was a kid, there’s no way I could have seen you naked when you were a kid, and now I get to see it.”

Bare kittens are quite slippery to the touch, will she feel the same when she gives a shave as I do when I finish shaving?

“What’s there to touch? What’s there to see?”

“You look so good there. I can see your pubic hair growing back again and it’s like seeing the day you grew up mom.”

“You’re a gynecologist, haven’t you seen the private parts and pubic hair of little girls?”

“Only a kitten’s fur can teach me lustful thoughts.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I’m worried about the surgery tomorrow.”

“Don’t worry. With complete certainty, there will be no problems.”

“What I’m worried about is that I won’t be able to have children and you won’t love me as much as you used to.”

“Where would it be! Don’t be silly, I’ll never change my mind about you.”

“But I became a crippled woman, unworthy of you.”

“Mom, don’t think about it. You are the greatest mother I have ever seen, for me, you sacrificed your youth to nurture me and raise me. You left your honorable position behind, married me, and supported me so that I could become what I am today.

I don’t know what I can do to repay you, it’s only because I don’t deserve to have a good mother like you.”

Still lying on the bed, she reached up and caressed my face and said, “While still a whole woman before I have my ovaries removed, I want to make love to you with this whole body.”

“What?”

“Make love.”

“You mean right here?”

“Yeah, come on.”

“But this is a hospital room and I’m a doctor, no.”

“Who cares. You’re my husband. What business is it of anyone else if two couples make love?”

“What did you say. You say I’m your husband? Say it again. Please say it again.”

“You are my husband. You’ve been given people for so many years, do you want to renege? I won’t let you off the hook.”

Before and after she lost her virginity to me, she called me Qiang’er. In bed, she would call me big brother, little dick, but refused to call me husband. For more than ten years, she has been a married couple in bed, and she has promised to give birth to my child, but she has never recognized our relationship as “husband and wife”. Yes, this relationship is too complicated, the deeper I get into the world, the more I know that it is not easy to deal with. However, my heart always longs for the day when my beloved pillow can call me “husband”.

Now, for the first time, she was in bed, next to me, calling “husband, husband” over and over again. I thought I was dreaming, I couldn’t believe it. At that moment, I was so obsessed that I didn’t care about the doctor’s code, I tore off her gown and left her naked on the hospital bed. Her hands climbed up my neck and wrapped around me like snakes, and her legs entwined me in such a way that I felt like I was trapped in a coiled cave. Her lips came to me and glued themselves to mine, kissing each other deeply and lovingly.

She couldn’t wait, pulled down my pants and pulled out her stem. That snow-white, sweaty belly and thighs were thrust out and swallowed my cock into the wet hole.

“Husband! My husband! I want you. Give it to me.”

We were together, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one. She was like a dream, chanting and whispering, gradually turning into a moan. I actually in the hospital room, and my “patient” made a hot love.

Afterward, I picked up Kitten, who was limp on the bed, and carried her, like a baby, into the bath to give her a wash.

She sat in the bath, like a little doll, and let me wash her kitty. I ran my hands over her soft skin with the body lotion, rubbing it back and forth over her upturned bosoms.

“Doctor! Enough, enough, it’s not dirty there, no need to wash it. The place you got dirty is down there yeah.”

“I know, this doctor has his own score.”

“If, just now, I’m expecting, you’ll have an afterthought. Can the operation wait a little longer.”

“It cannot wait. Spare yourself the consequences while it is still in the early stages of onset, and there can be no delay.”

I opened the folds of her pussy lips and carefully cleaned the inside, then pushed my finger into the deep hole and teased the hard clitoris…

“Hey! Hello! What kind of doctor are you. Washing a patient’s vagina like that makes it dirtier and dirtier.” She giggled as she watched me fussing over her kitty and washing it.

(viii)

I said, “More than that, we’ll have another ten, twenty years more…”

One passionate shot of male love after another fades in and out. Jen was like a kitten, curled up under my arms, letting me play with both of her, with a cozy, contented face.

The lingering on the bed was not yet finished. Xiao Zhen in my pillow, feigned shyness, complained that I made her want to die. These words who men do not love to hear, self-confidence does not greatly surge only strange. And a man’s self-confidence and the hardness of his dick is linked to the small dick stupid, unruly fingers will slip to her two snow-white thighs between the flower path to ask for directions, and then knocked the door. Whether or not her door will be opened for you, it is up to the luck of the towel.

Once upon a time, at this juncture she always sent her representative out to respond. And guess who? It’s my mom!

Her standard line is, “Be moderate! Doing too much will deplete your energy. It’s already late, and I have to go to school and work tomorrow… blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.”

Halfway through the lines, I would read them for her, get under the covers, and fall asleep. A young man, a young man, sleeping next to a naked beauty, not allowed to touch, not allowed to have sex. The big cock is so strong and powerful, but there is no place to put it to use, so it’s a bummer.

There is a poster that says that there are things that a person should have to learn that they learned in kindergarten. One of the things, and one that my mom wanted me to learn was, “You can’t get what you want right away, you have to wait.”

Or tomorrow night, or the night after that, she would have sex with me again if she did her homework well, got good grades on her tests, and helped with the chores.

Doesn’t she want to make it two? I don’t believe it. This is definitely from the psychological baggage of motherhood, for the sake of her son’s health, education and future, not allowing her son to indulge in women’s sexuality and felling at every turn.

Since I have an additional wife, the situation is delicate and complex and we are constantly adapting to our new relationship.

I have already given Mei Zhen the name of my wife, and she hopes that I can quickly make Mei Zhen’s belly bigger and give her a grandchild, which is a common wish for both of us.

My mother’s duty, to take care of what I wear and what I eat, has now been taken up by my daughter-in-law, who has to stand aside and take over from her, without any need to fight.

What’s left for her to take care of? Of course there is! And by specializing in one subject, the results are immediate.

After the underwear fiasco, at my in-laws’ silver wedding dinner party, I could see that she was a different person, transformed and different. After that, she took the initiative to ask me to come to her boudoir without my request. I could see that the interior and exterior of the bedroom, as well as her clothes, had all been created with a single stroke of the axe. Open the door first to a freshly baked kiss, and then give me a warm and soft meat hug full embrace, and then is the soul-rending sex orgasm.

“Jonny, getting together with you is what I look forward to every day, it’s even the purpose of my life. Even if it’s just a moment of warmth, you can come back anytime, just call first and say so. This is still your home!”

She said.

Tonight, I have a date with Soojin, a romantic date. I waited and waited for the moment to meet her, I was haunted by her soul. If there’s any beauty in being in a relationship with my mom, it’s that I don’t have to date her or write her love letters. It’s not necessary, we all live together, it’s too convenient. Being too convenient is also a downside, less romance in dating.

By this time, she had already braced her thighs against mine. She accepted me kissing every part of her the way I wanted to and would return the favor with equally passionate kisses. Having just had a hot lovemaking session, the big cock would be more patient, more delicate, and shallow with the kitten, latching on inside her and refusing to come out.

Under my overlapping wings, it was as if Xiu Zhen was like wrapping herself around me, chest to chest, flattening her breasts and feeling the ticklish pleasure of rubbing against the tips of her nipples.

“Big brother, I love the feeling of you filling up inside me. Don’t you go away, stay inside me forever.”

“I went back into my mommy’s tummy and I didn’t want to come out, it was so cozy.”

“I’m content to keep you by my side for one more moment.”

“Our days together are numbered. There will come a day when my body will no longer be able to rejoice with you.”

“It won’t. I’ll always love you. No matter what, you’re my kitten.”

“You’re not going to have sex with a henpecked old woman!”

“You will be youthful. You haven’t aged in twenty years. Look, your tits are just as firm and solid. Your ass is just as bouncy.” I pinched her nipples and gave her ass a hard slap.

“I am not a little girl; these words will not coax me. The years are pressing on, and I hope to have five more years of boudoir pleasure with you, and in wishing for it.”

“Not just five years, we’ll have another ten, twenty…”

I kissed her mouth and forbade her to say more. She parted her head, freed her lips from mine, and continued, “Springtime, let us both love as much as we can, mother and son.” Her eyes glistened with tears.

God has blessed me with such a wonderful mom, what more could I ask for!

(ix)

She said, “Are you shy about going to a meeting with you?”

It was a lazy afternoon, and because a surgery was temporarily canceled, there was an opening, and I slipped out and went to Soo-Jin’s for a cup of coffee and a little catch-up.

Stealing a few moments of our time, we made small talk. Suddenly we realized that we hadn’t talked like this in a long, long time.

Xiu Zhen is wearing a wide floral undershirt and skirt, bare feet, revealing two snow-white armpits and cleavage. She knitted her brows and smiled, raised her hands and threw her feet, all consciously exuding her mature womanhood to me. When she leaned forward to pour my coffee, a pair of tits shook out from her large neckline.

I held my coffee to my lips, not drinking it, and stayed there, staring at her in a silly way. Suddenly noticed that the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, when she smiled, the lines appeared. Under the temples of her hair, a few strands of green silk floated up, once upon a time, I could not see the traces of the years on her face.

“Why are you staring at me? Haven’t you seen me?”

“Are you wearing this big neckline dress on the street?” I said evasively.

“What?”

“Your tits are naked, all for me to see.”

Her immediate reaction was to pull the neckline up and say, “Just wearing it around the house, cool and comfortable.”

“We seldom used to take afternoon tea so lightly!”

“When you have to go to school, I have to work. By the time I’m not working, you’re busy working again.”

Once upon a time, I was so focused on my studies and career that I really didn’t spend much time with her.

“Jen, what do you do at home during the day when you’re not working?”

“Waiting for you! The days you don’t come back… are also waiting.”

“Jen, I’m sorry!”

She saw me suddenly serious, a little stunned: “Do not say, we do not have to say who is sorry between us.”

“You’ve been thoughtful and agreeable to me, and have served me for thirty-five years. No other woman has ever suffered as much for me as you have.”

“Don’t say it.”

“Tell me, what’s the difference between when I was a kid, and when I grew up?”

“No difference, it’s the same old story, just as roguish.”

“Mom, you look the same old way. Just as beautiful, just as charming.”

We struck up a conversation without a word, chatting away, feeling cozy and unimpeded. Kissed goodbye in front of the door when the sun was already thinning, I could not help but rub her tits through the skirt. She used her thighs can not resist against my cock, gently rubbing, he could not help but Woody to come, in the crotch of the pants pitched a tent. At that time, I wanted to say to her, want to make love to her. But swallowed the words in my stomach. I can not delay, must go home, packing, tomorrow to go out on business.

In the face of Xiu Zhen and Mei Zhen, my two women, I always have a guilty conscience. Just now surprisingly forbidden no towel kitten, go back to see Mei Zhen seems to be a little cleaner. Who knows, the big trouble is approaching, but also ignorant! Mei Zhen waited for me to come back, the big Xing Xing question and answer.

She took a couple sets of my underwear (again, underwear) and questioned me: why did she go out wearing foreign goods that she had bought herself and would come back with national goods?

How can I answer her?

Xiu Zhen wisdom, ignored the eye of the bone, forgetting that the right to buy underwear for me has been ceded to her daughter-in-law. Her daughter-in-law revered the brand, she replaced for me is still the old brand national goods.

The more speechless I was, the more she pressed me, aiming every word at my nerves, making me so annoyed that I turned red in the face and my whole body trembled, like a schoolboy who had violated the school rules.

Fortunately, Mei-Jin relied on a woman’s intuition and did not catch any concrete evidence. However, I didn’t realize that she had this plan, and I was caught off guard and fled.

I really didn’t excel, I fled. I could never admit to my flirtatious behavior with Soo Jin and fled in anger before she confronted me further.

Even more so, I didn’t dare tell Jen, so I couldn’t go to her place, and going back to the hospital was the only place of refuge.

The next day, I made up a story that I responded to an emergency last night and went to the hospital, so I didn’t have time to go home and get my luggage, and Mei Zhen had to go to work, so I asked Zhen to send me some clothes and daily necessities to the airport for me.

When I went to the airfield, Jen was already there first. With a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and carrying two suitcases, she was waiting for me.

“I don’t need that much luggage.”

“Half of it is mine.”

“You go out too?”

“Yeah! Accompany you along. Plane tickets are bought too.”

“What, you’re accompanying me?”

“Yeah, accompany you to the meeting, are you shy?”

“Oh. No, no. It just felt sudden.”

“How many days is the meeting?”

“Seven days.”

“Then let’s have all the fun we can handle, just us, mother and son.”

(x)

I said, “Mom, just to remind you, you are my wife tonight.”

In the hangar, we intertwined our fingers like a pair of delicate birds, snuggling up to each other for warmth. She fell asleep resting on my shoulder, her lips slightly parted and tantalizing, and I gently leaned in to kiss her.

I took the liberty of knocking her sunglasses down, and the heavy makeup on her face couldn’t disguise the red, swollen circles under her eyes and the vicissitudes of her face.

She woke up too and scrambled to put her glasses back on.

“Jen, you seem to have cried, haven’t you?”

“Ah! No, it’s probably hay fever.”

“Tell me earlier and I’ll bring you a bottle of eye drops at the pharmacy to light some.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, you didn’t sleep well last night, take a nap while you’re at it!”

Her palms are cold and her face is pale. Uneasy, take her pulse.

“I’m not sick, I just don’t sleep well.”

I hitch a ride on her bladder so she can lean in close to my arms. She fell asleep, her muscles gradually relaxing, a sweet smile on her lips, and I probed under her skirt, where she had forgotten to put on her panties again. I gently caress her thighs, stroking the kitten’s curly fur, and I don’t realize that I’ve dozed off as well.

Throw away your worries, forget your worries, and borrow a space that belongs only to us on top of the floating clouds for a while, and enjoy the world of two and have a good dream.

In my dream, I’m still not grown up, my mom is forever young, and I tell her I’m going to marry her when I grow up in the future.

She said, “If I’m a good boy and try to get ahead…

I did not disappoint her expectations, I am now a thinly veiled doctor, was invited to attend an international medical conference, reading research papers. The venue is a university medical school in the United States, the participants from abroad to live in a nearby hotel, just the peak season, the hotel is full, I and Jen can only squeeze in the General Assembly for me to book a single room, only a single bed. The desk promised to let us move to a free double room as soon as it became available.

The evening was a welcome reception, I made some preparations for the reading of my thesis tomorrow, and she was busy doing her makeup. I looked up and saw Jen in my eyes, graceful and elegant. She had tricked out the puffiness of her eye frames, and her close-fitting, low-cut evening gown showed off her well-proportioned curves and cleavage. In front of me a turn, let me a full of plump buttocks and back of the snow-white skin of the eye, slightly too much fat gathered in the belly of the fat, it is flawed.

She took my arm, as if she were a couple, and stepped into the elevator. I gave her a kiss on the temples of her ear and said:

“Jen, you are so beautiful and charming tonight.”

She smiled sweetly at me.

At the reception, we met a couple, Dr. Bi and her wife, whom I have known for a long time.

Dr. Bishop is younger than I am, and his wife is close to seventy, but at first glance, she looks like she’s in her fifties.

TV had interviewed this elderly couple who had been married three times and whose eldest grandson was older than her husband.

Dr. Bi is a Canadian of Chinese descent and does not speak Chinese; his wife is of mixed race, with Chinese, Indian and Dutch ancestry. We were another “old couple” and we knew each other at first sight.

Jen accompanied me through the crowd of guests. In the midst of laughter and fellowship, I looked for every opportunity to make physical contact with her, either by placing my hand naturally on her ass or by wrapping my arm around her waist and trying to be as intimate as possible.

Taking advantage of an opening, she leaned up and whispered in my ear, “So my son is so brilliant that everyone praises his accomplishments.”

“Mom, as a reminder, you are my wife tonight.”

“Damn you for taking it upon yourself to tell people I’m your wife.”

“I have not told anyone that you are my wife; they did, and I do not deny it, nor do you. Do you hear, half the words were in praise of you. One of my appreciated ‘accomplishments’ is having a wife as beautiful as you.”

“You rascal, shameless.” She pinched me hard on my bladder, her eyes showing the pride and satisfaction that belongs to a mother and a wife.

The song ended and we returned to our little room. Jen was sitting in front of the mirror applying her makeup, undoing the butterfly bun at the back of her head and spreading her sideburns over her shoulders. I stood behind her and massaged her bare back and shoulders with both hands. She bent her hands behind her back to undo her buttons, but I did it for her first. I pulled open the zipper, stripped off the strapless bra, and used my palms instead of cups to hold her naked breasts, with my forefingers and middle fingers holding the tips of one of her breasts on each side.

“Mei-Jin’s breasts are rounder and bigger than mine, and they’re better at birth than I am.”

“But your tits are stiff enough.”

“It’s going to be hard to hold up. After twenty years of playing, you’ll get tired of it.”

I squatted down, holding her bladder, resting my chin on her shoulder, head to head with her, pointing to the mirror and said, “Look at the mirror, your son’s appearance would be a person who is greedy for the new and forgets the old? Look again, how we are a good match, full of couples, God made us a pair, no wonder everyone recognizes you as my wife.”

“You’ve been eating mom’s tofu for twenty years, so you’ve had enough! We have seven days here, and I want you to tell me every day that you love me.”

“Saying I love you to you is cheap too.”

“Just so you know.”

Closing her eyes, she enjoyed me kissing the nape of her neck, which was her sensual zone, and kissing all the way down there, sucking on her blossoming nipple blossoms, then peeling her evening dress off and down to her waistline. She stood up and wiggled her hips, helping me to slip the dress down to her feet. My face was pressed against the kitten’s, letting her tentacles crawl over my face as a strong, slutty odor came over me.

“Carry me to bed.” She whispered.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me repeatedly. In the mirror, between the ass cheeks, the ripe peach was exposed, nectar trickling from among the slit to moisten the labia.

I laid the kitten on the bed and lubricated my fingers with the peach’s syrup, one in the peach slit and one probing the hole behind it.

“Johnnie, if you want to make love to me, you have to give me a reason why I want to make love to you, one every night.”

“It’s too easy. Because I love you.”

“This doesn’t count.”

“So, does it count if a kitten smells slutty enough?”

“Think about it from my side, why would I want to have sex with you?”

“Come to think of it, because I have a little dick that gets bigger.”

“What are you waiting for, why don’t you hurry up and give me the real thing!”

I complied, lifting both of her legs up and over my shoulders, pushing my cock as deep as it could go inside the kitten, squeezing out all the emptiness between her legs.

(xi)

She said, “There are some things that there is no turning back from.”

Love and lust, rolling in my chest, two women, both of whom I love, two women, both of whom love me.

The conflict with Mei Zhen makes me unable to let go of my embrace, and I have to hide it from Xiu Zhen. Beauty in the embrace, tenderness, lust like a hot, burning volcanic lava, can not be suppressed. Swollen cock, in Xiu Zhen’s wet vagina pressed down deeply, then rapidly pumping, Xiu Zhen with two legs clamped me, contraction of the vagina to put me set, together and down, a release and retraction, fast to the critical point of the explosion. Only then did she let go of the gag, and I went along for the deeper stroke. She shook her body wildly, breathing hard and making wailing grunts. Both also legs lifted and wobbled. At this point I had already attacked the hinterland, hot blood rushing, burning with desire, converging into a stream of pulsating hot current, like an arrow on a string, suddenly launching wave after wave of pleasure! In the dark abyss violently erupted, blasted away full of depression.

The limp limbs embraced each other on the bed, cum and lust dripping out of the kitten and onto her ass and thighs, gumming up our overlapping legs in a sticky mess.

“Big brother, your big cock is very sharp! Are you going to kill one more big hole inside me, making me sore and aching.” When she said that, I drifted even more.

“What, when will you call me a big dick?”

“Jonny, you’ve had a successful career. Seeing how sharp you are tonight, a small dick should be upgraded to a big dick. I can’t keep treating you like a little dick forever.”

“Mom, but I’d love to be your dick forever mom.”

“Jonny, dick grows on you, grow up. There are some things that there is no going back. For example, if we’ve been lovers, there’s no going back to be mother and son again.”

“It won’t. You’re my lover and my mom.”

“My bad son, you took mom her as your lover, and then you said you were going to marry her, and then you said you were going to make her belly bigger. I am also confused, when is your lover, when should I be your mom. If from tomorrow onwards, I can only be your mother, you are not allowed to kiss my mouth, you are not allowed to touch my ass, not make love with you, is it possible?”

I was suddenly stumped for words, hadn’t thought about it, and the only thing I could do was to attack her with my son’s spear and ask her in return, “And are you okay with that?”

Soojin didn’t answer and turned her back to me. I slapped her ass with my hand and pressed her for an answer.

“Go ahead!”

“Jonny, you have to read your paper tomorrow, so go to bed early tonight!”

“Mom, got it.”

I stroked her kitty fur to sleep.

These seven days were like the old days, when Mei-Jin had not joined us. We lived together, and she took care of me. In the morning, she made coffee and woke me up. After a quick shower, I pulled her down and sat her bare ass on my lap to drink coffee with me. She certainly doesn’t walk around naked, except to sleep and share a bath with me, and there must be a shred of cover on her. Before leaving the house, she gives me her smooth ass for a touch and a kiss goodbye missing, a goodbye ritual we’ve practiced for years. In the evening, she inquires about what’s good to do in town and arranges a program for the evening for two.

Every day has a tight process and doesn’t come back until the evening. Xiu Zhen she passes the time during the day by shopping, swimming, doing beauty treatments, reading books, and chatting with Dr. Bi’s wife over afternoon tea. Sometimes, as a wife, she accompanied me to social functions. She accepted this task graciously and introduced herself as such. It was as if there was nothing to worry about here.

Every night we made love, made love for a different reason, for getting high marks for my dissertation, for not having had a major fight in twenty years of cohabitation, and so on.

“Jen, everyone thinks you’re my wife.”

“Because none of them know who I am?”

“Now they know. ‘Mrs.’ of Dr. Stronger, that’s a wonderful title for you.”

The lazy makeup charming kitten, give me a hug into the arms, caressing the hair, continued: “Tonight, I want to make love to you for this reason. We have kept a secret for twenty years to do a hot love.”

“I’m just guesting for a few days.”

“No. Twenty years of guest appearances, but we’ve never told anyone. It’s our secret. Every time I introduce you to someone as my wife, I can’t control the erection in my cock. It’s just too exciting.” I put her hand on my crotch and my cock was already divinely erect.

“The first day at the reception when people mistook us for a couple, my face reddened for fear of revealing myself.”

“You acted just right. It was wonderful. Why didn’t I think of taking you out on business before. I’ll have to take you to international conferences more often, these invitations keep coming.”

“We’ll talk about that later, have you thought about how you’re going to make love yet tonight.”

Every day, say I love you to her, a fresh reason to have sex every night, and she said I could even have sex in different positions if I wanted to. She is willing to be at my mercy for as long as it takes to think of it and do it.

It’s not bad, sex tricks, I’ve worked on them, but I’m not too keen on sex gimmicks. Although I break the norms of ethics by falling in love and sleeping with my mom, I am by no means a pornographer. Since I was young my upbringing was to respect my mother and know how to be considerate of her feelings towards her. What she doesn’t do, even if I like it, I won’t force her.

I won’t use her as a tool for lust. Our physical contact comes from a place of love, from a place of nature.

We are accustomed to the “dry on the Kun down, yin and Yang Mo” in the traditional way, I was on top, you can see her expression of lovemaking. She always closed her eyes, I first thought she was shy, and then gradually understand, men make love by eye, women by feeling. Her bare ass half-naked body is the most provocative. When making love, I must have her stripped naked, look at my cock and pussy a spit. But she didn’t care how big my cock looked, but loved sweet talk. The gentle, thoughtful touch and the feeling of a big cock stuffed down there called to her most of all. Of course, I got my handsome face from her and it didn’t look offensive.

On the last night, the conference held a dinner, followed by drinks at the bar with experts from around the world. Su-jin stayed with me as I exchanged rumors with the experts. She joined the other spouses there, telling them how they and their husbands were doing until closing time.

Back in the room, Xiao Zhen without saying a word, removed the dress, crouched on the pillow, lifted the waist and buttocks, raised the double moon, offering peach. In the gap between the parted thighs, the two breasts were exposed, like a pair of hanging bells swaying. I filled the peach slit with my thick semen, brewing it into an agar jelly that I was drunk on. My cock slipped out, she wiped me dry and put him back inside the kitten, telling me to hug her and not to move, that if I did, it would slip out.

“Jonny, don’t move. I want you to stay inside me and not let him slip out. This way, we bond as one and enjoy every last second together.”

In the past few days, a hint of sadness had passed unintentionally between her brows, and today she looked different, in a trance, while the words sounded like something else.

“There’s still tomorrow.”

“There is wine for today. There is only today, so don’t let go of every moment you have to be together. We don’t get this chance very often anymore.”

“You can be brought here as often as you like.”

“Jonny, you’ve been so good to me. For twenty years, there have been many happy days. I often compare myself to others, and I’ve gotten all the happiness that a woman desires. You love me and are considerate of me, even if you gave me the whole world, I wouldn’t exchange it. With you as my son and lover, I can say that I have no regrets in my life.”

“Jen, why are you suddenly saying these things? You can’t hide it from me, you have something on your mind, tell me okay?”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s just a feeling that it’s too good to be here, and it would be nice to keep every second of being here.”

“We can stay a few more days.”

“Can’t. You have to go to work. Mijin is waiting for you to get back.”

“I have a request too, how about we don’t talk about Mijin tonight?”

“Okay, just the two of us. Jonel, I love you, kiss me.” She gazed at me lovingly and opened her lips to invite a kiss.

“Little sister, heaven and earth, big brother cherishes you, no one is allowed to bully you, all your life, never change.”

Her tightly closed eyes, holding two bubbles of tears, taught me pity and love.

I fondled her breasts, sucked her juices, and whispered words of love in her ear. My cock swelled up again, and as my lower body sank and sank deep into it, she pressed her hand against my ass and told me to stop.

“I don’t want it.”

“But I want to.”

“Don’t. We just did it. We don’t stop doing it every night, so why don’t we just let us talk about it.”

“There are things to talk about tomorrow. But love can’t be done without tonight.”

“You pushy pervert, you’re always like that, you’ve said no, how many times do you have to do it before it’s enough.”

I didn’t listen to her and continued to thrust deep and shallow. She didn’t move at first and I met my attack by holding her ass with both hands. Thinking it wasn’t deep enough, I took a pillow and raised her ass. I continue to urge, slowly, her body to join my rhythm, legs open, let out of the way, to enjoy me. The “don’t” in her mouth turned into “give it to me”, and endless words of love, the beat gradually accelerated, pushing to one climax after another.

After a series of orgasms, our huffing and puffing from fast to slow, from shallow to deep, the kitten abandoned to descend under my arms, imploring, in my ears expectant whisper, but want to talk, naked and embracing each other, tired and sleep, do not realize that the break of dawn.

(xii)

I said, “You haven’t been here for a long time.” She said, “Yeah, went to Canada.”

The phone call from the service desk, woke me up, opened my eyes to see that the kitten is not around, the sheets still have her residual warmth. I realized that Jen’s brow was locked in parting thoughts. Last night’s bone-crushing turned out to be a farewell.

She left a letter. She said:

“My beloved Keung-il.

Farewell! I’m leaving. Don’t look for me, won’t find me.

Last week, I knew about your fight with Mi-jin. She came to see you at my place and made a frank confession with me. She told me that she suspects that there is an untold secret between us. Asked me to fulfill you and leave you. This week is our last time together.

Twenty years ago, you turned me into your lover. I didn’t regret falling in love with you. Because you are a grown up son, a man I am deeply in love with. We’ve been in love for so many years, we’re used to living with you, it’s not easy to leave you.

If I have any regret, it is that circumstances only allowed us to be husband and wife in bed, and that fate did not give me the blessing of being the mother of your children. Now that we’ve finally been married in public for seven days, I’m content to share in your accomplishments and people’s appreciation of you as your wife. Although you’re a famous obstetrician and gynecologist, there’s nothing to be said for not being able to impregnate your own woman. However, I can’t fulfill your wish for you, but Mei Zhen did, and she already has a piece of your flesh in her womb, so go back to see her, restrain your bullish temper, and treat her well. After all, it was I who set you up in the first place.

There is a saying: “Since ancient times, beauty is like a famous general, not allowed to see the white head on earth”, I am old, really old, I am the sunset on the west and you are like the sun in the center. Frankly speaking to you, here and you have sex night after night, sometimes you have to do it a few times a night, I began to lose my strength. The gap between our ages, though you don’t mind, is always a gulf between us, and it’s only getting wider. I’m ashamed of myself. I’m not good enough for you with this crippled body.

So I’ve decided to disappear from now on. Without me in the way, you and Mei-Jin can live happily together. When I’m gone, I’ll take all our good memories with me and find a place where I can spend the rest of my life missing you every day.

I love you, my wonderful son and lover. I have suffered for you and raised you to be a man.

And you repay me with twenty years of love. We owe each other nothing.

But I have to break up with you. Farewell, my Johnnie, my big-dicked brother.

Kissing you and loving you.

It’s yours forever.

Su-jin’

[End]

(This story is now officially over. However, I was hoping that there would be room for improvement in the story of Soojung and Keung-ja. So, I’ve included the following… You can choose your own ending.) Mei Zhen met me at the airport as if nothing had happened. I confirmed that she was pregnant. Soojung disappeared.

After the fetus stabilized, we resumed intercourse. She said I liked being able to call her Jen.

On the bed, when I pressed down, I naturally closed my eyes, and Su-jin’s face appeared in front of my eyes, floating and undulating with me in the sea of love and lust.

In October, I personally delivered my son and pulled him out of Mei Zhen’s vagina. In fact, how I wished it was Xiu Zhen, my dear and beloved mother, who was lying on the delivery bed, giving birth to my son.

So I devoted myself to taking care of my wife and children, but since Xiu Zhen left me, I have lost the joy of life, and making fun of my children is my only comfort. I often shut myself up in my study and read Xiu Zhen’s letters, the only love letters she wrote to me. Not read has been tears, tears annihilation in the letterhead, the ink, the handwriting  paste, not recognizable, but a word, a sentence, has long been engraved in the heart. Sometimes, in the office, take out the treasured show of Jane’s pubic hair, see things think of people, head down and contemplation, memories of the year Qingqing me, lamenting the good things to wear.

A few years later, my marriage to Mei Zhen had reached a point where it could not be sustained. Mei-Jin could not bear the thought of me using her body to make love to another woman, and she knew who that woman was, and begged to go down to the church. There will be no happiness, let her go. I felt I had really shortchanged her and promised her all terms as compensation, including custody of my son. I will be a tsetse, nothing, to the career, indulgence. Day and night thinking about each other, more and more messy love, life upside down, even early hair, full of frost.

A day without Soojung is meaningless. Time passes, and today is a repeat of yesterday. Since Xiu Zhen’s departure, I have no love for her, and I have traveled all over the world to look for her. But there was no news of her, and she was nowhere to be found.

One day, near the end of the day, the last patient came into the consultation room, did not meet on their own to hide behind the screen to undress.

Her chart entry is from five or six years ago, and after that it’s blank, and she’s routinely asked, “Coming in for a routine checkup?”

“Yes!” The voice was familiar.

“Eh, been a long time?”

“Yeah, went to Canada.”

Just as I turned to summon the nurse in to assist in the examination, a naked torso, towards my nose next to stand in front. In front of the chest was a pair of pepper breasts, white skin, wasp waist, fat buttocks, belly slightly bulging, but the shame mound is hairless, like a little girl. It will not be a kitten. The visitor seems to have unruly attempts, do not dare to make a move, check the patient’s name on the record of clear medical records, “Xiu Zhen” two words jumped out.

I looked up, and there she was… her figure was the same as before… and she looked even better…

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