lit. stolen scent in the middle of the night (idiom); fig. stolen scent in the middle of the night


Preface: to Yuan Yuan also nearly a year, has been limited to the appreciation of the text, never made any contribution, at best, only fell a clap clap clap. See all the seniors unremitting anger, offer a good article, can not help but feel ashamed.

I have been educated in English since I was a child, and my Chinese is limited, so I muster up the courage to put pen to paper and try to write this article, so please forgive me if there are typos and illogicality.

This article is translated and adapted from an English color text, the content contains incest, sodomy, is the type of my favorite, I hope you like it.

I’ve always had a strange desire for incest and sodomy; the excitement, the danger, and the sense of going against the grain fascinate me to no end. It was this desire, coupled with an opportunity, that led me to a special experience this summer.

I’m a pretty average guy, early twenties, 6’1″, blonde hair and green eyes, and a toned muscular body. I’ve had a number of girlfriends, but masturbate a lot, fantasize and collect adult pictures. Years ago, I found a website that specialized in collecting pictures of more mature women, and I found that I was fascinated by it. I began to fantasize about having sex with my aunts, and of course, my mom… All the women in my family are good looking. My mom was only forty-six, blonde and petite. Auntie was forty-eight, fuller, with dark blue eyes. Both have charming smiles and perfect breasts. They had both been divorced at a young age, and had been enjoying sex with different men. Every weekend there was a cocktail party at my house, and then most of them went to the bar and usually came back drunk, sometimes with men.

Last month, one weekend night, they came back from a drinking party and turned the stereo up loud. Feeling a bit impatient, I hid in my room, where it was noticeably quieter. I suddenly heard a knock on the door and it was my mom, who said in a daze, “Aunt Katie’s drunk, can you take her home?” I nodded, grabbed my keys and headed downstairs. Katie was completely unconscious and I needed to get her into the car.

Along the way, I couldn’t help but notice her slender legs. She was lying on the seat with her thighs completely exposed under her skirt. The sight turned me on so much that I struggled to control my burning desire to pull up in front of her house and carry her into the living room and lay her on the couch.

She was still unconscious. I took her jacket off and inside was a silky dress with the buttons open low. To my shock, she was not wearing a bra! Through the opening in the dress, I could see her breasts and her deep red nipples. I felt an erection start in my lower body and my whole body was burning.

“Katie?” I called out and touched her at the same time, there was no response. I yelled again, “Katie!!!” I shook her, but there was still no response. My mind was at war…

I slowly got down on my knees and slipped my hands into her shirt and touched her breasts. It felt fantastic and I rubbed and squeezed her breasts so hard her nipples started to harden. My hands were shaking as I unbuttoned her buttons, took a breath and opened her shirt. In front of me was a perfect pair of breasts, she had some excess fat around her waist, but it was normal for her age.

I started kissing her and my hands were busy massaging her breasts. She still lay there motionless, but her breathing began to get heavy. My prick stood erect and felt like it was about to explode.

I pulled her skirt down and I immediately smelled a strong body odor emanating from her panties, which turned me on even more. I couldn’t wait to remove her panties as well. I looked at her pubic hair and my heart beat like a drum. I shook her again, “Katie! Katie!” Still no response.

I slowly spread her feet apart and her private parts were clearly exposed to me. It was a little dark in color, but still quite beautiful. I began to play with her pussy, slipping two fingers into her pussy and pumping it up, it was warm, wet and comfortable.

The pussy began to ooze lust and the two red labia opened and closed, clamping my fingers tightly. Katie let out a low moan, but was still asleep.

I had to make a decision. At first, I was just going to play around a little bit and leave it at that. But now my dick was so hard it was going crazy, and she was still lying there naked, feet spread wide, waiting to be penetrated. A normal man wouldn’t pass up an opportunity like this, even if she was my aunt.

I pulled down my pants and took my glowing rod in my hand. I finally couldn’t hold back and pounced on my aunt’s naked flesh, spreading her legs wide apart. I used my fingers to open the two red pussy lips and aligned my meat stick with the opening of the pussy, and with my other hand I captured her huge breasts, then thrust in hard.

Ahh! It felt wonderful, the hot wet pussy wrapped tightly around the rod. I was thrusting like crazy, watching her tits sway, I felt like I was in heaven. I was raping my mom’s sister and the thought was driving me crazy, a dream I’d had for years had finally come true. It wasn’t long before I couldn’t control myself and came inside her!

I collapsed on top of her, what a wonderful fuck.

After a while, I started to clean up the mess. I carried her into her room, cleaned the stains off of her, and then put my clothes back on. I rested there for a couple hours and then drove home.

As I stepped into the house, I noticed that the TV was on and the refrigerator door was open, so it looked like Mom had just made a drink and was watching TV.

“Mom?” I called out, no one answered, the living room was empty. I locked the door, turned off the TV and went upstairs.

As I passed by Mom’s room, I opened the door and checked to see if she was safe. Mom was sleeping deeply, making light snoring sounds, and the light was still on… She was almost completely naked, except for a small pair of panties.

I froze once again, feeling a certain part of my body harden again. She was the sister of the woman I had just fucked, but she was my mom, and my sanity was about to collapse. I immediately closed the door and went back into my room.

I lay in bed, but I couldn’t sleep, my mind was filled with the image of my mom lying there half-naked, unconscious and defenseless.

After an hour of struggling, I finally couldn’t stand the temptation to get up and walk over to Mom’s room, gazing at her flesh. Her even breathing caused her breasts to slowly rise and fall, and my hard, aching rod made me lose the last of my senses.

I sat on her bed, “Mom?” I called her softly, rocking her body as I did so. She was completely drunk, just like Katie, unresponsive. I couldn’t miss this opportunity, I immediately stripped off my clothes and lay down next to her. I put my arms around her and gently kneaded Mom’s breasts, kissing the back of her neck on one side. Her nipples grew hard and her breathing increased. I moved my hand down between her legs, spreading them open, and then began to search for her secret hole.

I kept stroking and playing with her pussy, feeling it getting wetter and wetter inside. My rod couldn’t take it anymore, I slowly pressed my glans against the opening of mom’s pussy, the warm wet feeling mesmerized me and I almost ejaculated.

I took a quick breath, locked up my sperm, and then slowly thrust in. The feeling was so wonderful, I was back in the place where I was born. The feeling of incest coupled with stolen rape was mesmerizing, and like a madman, I kept thrusting, my lower body kept colliding, kissing Mom’s fragrant lips on one side.

Suddenly, Mom let out a moan and her eyes slowly opened… God! Mom had woken up. It must have been because my movements were too intense! I was too weak to move, with my rod still buried deep in Mom’s pussy.

“What happened?” Mom screamed: “What are you… doing?! Jack! No, no, no, no, no! Get down from there!

I’m your mom!!!”

At first, I felt very scared and nervous. But I realized that I had done it all, and it was wrong, I had raped her, and that was a fact that could not be changed. Mom started to struggle to get up, pushing me with her hands. I pushed her down with all my might, grabbed her hands with one hand and held her down on the bed.

“Jack! No!!!” She yelled.

I just looked at her coldly, “Bitch! Shut the fuck up!” And then thrust again. She tries to fight back, opens her mouth and bites me, and I respond by slapping her twice, as hard as I can. She started sobbing and stopped struggling. I kept thrusting and in less than five minutes I was repaying my mother for raising me with my cum.

I got up from the bed and mom said to me, “Get out! Don’t come back!”

I didn’t say anything, quietly got dressed, sat back on the bed, reached down and caught her breasts, squeezing them hard. She didn’t respond, as if she were dead. I kissed her and walked out of the room, “Mom, you’re a better fuck than Aunt Katie, bitch!”

The next day, I moved out and never went back. Mom stopped talking to me as if I were a stranger. She also stopped talking to Katie because I was living with her.