It happened around noon yesterday. Shiwen had booked a hotel room and mysteriously asked him to come over. The moment Yang Haoran opened the door, he saw the petite Wenting lying completely naked on the bed. Her pretty face flushed slightly red when she saw him.
Afterwards, whether it was due to Shiwen’s encouragement or driven by pure desire, Yang Haoran ultimately couldn’t resist.
He held the petite Wenting like a child being held to pee and fucked her vigorously. Shiwen, stripped naked himself, knelt in front of them, watching excitedly while jerking off, his face filled with exhilaration.
Wenting, who was always quiet and well-behaved in class and appeared like a proper young girl to outsiders, was now constantly spewing lewd and degrading language, shamelessly taunting Shiwen, calling him a cuckold who only deserved to watch her get fucked by another man.
His childhood friend Zhou Shiwen’s reaction made Yang Haoran speechless yet intensely stimulated at the same time. With every insult from Wenting, Shiwen’s breathing grew more rapid, and he jerked off so fast it was almost a blur.
Later, at the request of his childhood friend Shiwen, Yang Haoran fucked Wenting until she reached orgasm, her love juices spraying all over Shiwen’s face.
After this foreplay, Wenting entered a phase of suffering. She was sandwiched between Yang Haoran and Zhou Shiwen like meat in a sandwich and fucked hard. Yang Haoran was plowing Wenting’s anal rosebud, while Zhou Shiwen thrust into his girlfriend’s freshly fucked pussy, which had just been used by his friend.
Zhou Shiwen was average in terms of male prowess, so for most of the latter part, it was Yang Haoran who fucked Wenting in various positions, creating an extremely debauched scene.
Yang Haoran played with all of his childhood friend Zhou Shiwen’s girlfriend Wenting’s holesβher asshole, her pussy, and her mouth. When Zhou Shiwen eventually couldn’t keep up anymore, he helped by recording the intense session between his girlfriend and his friend.
Afterwards, Yang Haoran entered a state of post-nut clarity. He thought to himself, wondering if he actually got the short end of the stick. While he got to play with his childhood friend’s girlfriend, from another perspective, wasn’t he just adding to the excitement for this debauched couple?
Wenting ranked among the worst he had ever had. Although she had a quiet beauty and a petite figure, making her a minor beauty in a crowd, he truly wasn’t lacking in options. Even Wenwen from the pet manor was better than Wenting; at least she wasn’t flat-chested.
Wenting’s breasts were rather small; Yang Haoran estimated by touch that they were probably only a B-cup.
Her only saving graces were her pert buttocks, fair skin, and petite figure, which made holding her and fucking her somewhat amusing.
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Yang Haoran saw his girlfriend Ji Youxi off onto her aunt Hao Lei’s car. His childhood friend Zhou Shiwen got into Auntie Shen’s red Ferrari. Yang Haoran and Yaoyao got into his mother’s car. He originally intended to let Wei Ming get in too and give him a ride.
However, that secretly lewd guy, upon seeing his mother, lost all his lewdness andεͺε©δΈι·δΊ (only remained timid), meekly declining and saying he needed to take his girlfriend Han Lili home.
Yang Haoran understood. His mother, to outsiders, had a strong aura. Her stunning, fairy-like beauty was such that ordinary young boys didn’t even dare to make eye contact with her.
The following Sunday, the exam went smoothly, and now all that was left was to wait for the results.
Liu Ruoxi came to pick him up as usual. Seeing him sitting in the passenger seat humming a tune, looking immensely pleased with himselfβas if awaiting the results would be like being robed in imperial yellow (ascending the throne)βshe didn’t want to dampen his spirits, merely advising him to avoid arrogance and impatience.
Yang Haoran was originally just pretending. Hearing his mother’s admonition, he nodded repeatedly, indicating that he was a teachable young man.
Then, the mother and son discussed content not meant for outsiders’ ears. Essentially, Liu Ruoxi had gone to the hospital for a check-up and told her son about the fetus’s development.
It was at this moment that Yaoyao in the back seat learned that Mom was actually pregnant with Big Brother’s child. Her face filled with disbelief, and she persistently questioned Mom about it.
Liu Ruoxi hadn’t planned on hiding it from her daughter when she brought it up. As her belly grew day by day, living under the same roof, Yaoyao would eventually find out. Hiding it was impossible.
Finally, the whole family discussed an ethical issue raised by Yang Mengyao (Yaoyao). Roughly, if Mom gives birth to this child, should the child call Big Brother ‘Dad’ or ‘Big Brother’?
Yang Haoran found it a mind-boggling problem; he hadn’t even considered it.ζηΆε₯³ε©εζ―θΎη»εΏ (Sure enough, girls are more meticulous).
Liu Ruoxi was also momentarily stumped. She wanted the child to call her son ‘Big Brother’ after birth, but she knew her son definitely wouldn’t agree. His thoughts were too easy to guess; he wanted to be the father, meaning she, the mother, would be the child’s mother, and he the father.
Before they reached home, they finally reached a unified statement: in front of outsiders, and before the child can talk, Yang Haoran must present this unborn child as his younger brother or sister to outsiders.
Once the child can talk, at home, they will call Yang Haoran ‘Dad,’ but in front of outsiders, they must call him ‘Big Brother.’
In case the child misspeaks out of innocence in public and causes “misunderstanding,” Yang Haoran even prepared a script: Mom got divorced, he’s the eldest son and so much older, so wouldn’t he have to act like a dad to this child?
This absurd reasoning directly caused Liu Ruoxi to tell him to shut up, saying his dog’s mouth couldn’t produce ivory (meaning he couldn’t say anything decent). If he really said that, people would definitely get suspicious.
Before arriving home, Liu Ruoxi subtly asked her son whether he preferred a boy or a girl. She already knew the gender but hadn’t known how to tell him.
She was carrying a girl. Liu Ruoxi also knew her son preferred girls. From her close friend’s words, Liu Ruoxi knew that from the moment the gender of the child in her womb was confirmed, its fate was sealed: to become her father’s plaything.
On one hand, Liu Ruoxi didn’t want to see this happen. On the other hand, both were her children, and her son was also her man and master.
As long as her son didn’t stray from the path and followed the route she had set out, she had given all theηΉη (chips/bargaining power) she could give.
Although Liu Ruoxi could still refuse some of her son’s excessive demands, most she could not refuse. It wasn’t that she couldn’t (physically/legally), but that she must not (within their dynamic).
This was the subtle understanding between mother and son. Liu Ruoxi didn’t want to break this balance; at least for now, her son still listened to her.
Although she was Yang Haoran’s mother, their relationship had long ceased to be a simple mother-son one. She was both his mother and his sex slave.
As a sex slave, as long as Yang Haoran didn’t make demands Liu Ruoxi couldn’t tolerate or commit mistakes she found unbearable, she tacitly accepted being her son’s plaything and submitted to his training.
This was something both mother and son clearly understood.
Yang Haoran also didn’t dare to be recklessly stubborn and break this balance. Anyway, in private, his mother was mostly obedient and docile; he could play with her however he wanted.
Once his dad moved out, and he became master of the house, he could even parade his mother around like a bitch at home. He could have her act as a beautiful pet dog, crawling on the floor during meals to accept food from his hand, or make her live in a dog cage, etc…
As long as it wasn’t excessive, and only done occasionally, Yang Haoran clearly understood that his mother couldn’t refuse him.
When Auntie Shen moves in, he would have two bitches at homeβMom and Auntie Shenβplus Yaoyao, his little milk cow. Life would be incredibly blissful.