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Chapter 14: Part 1: Morning After and New Hunger
Morning light, almost mockingly clear, again poured through the great windows into the wrecked suite lounge.
The heavy musk of last night's frenzy still hung a mix of alcohol, sweat, and an indescribable slackness after boiling desire.
Chen Fang woke first.
Curled on the cold floor away from the sofa, her naked body was covered in purpled kiss-marks, bites, and dried stains of mingled semen and juices.
She felt steamrolled every bone ached her depths burned with overuse a heated swell and a strange emptiness from having been filled so completely.
She pried her eyes open onto a living crime scene: toppled glasses, strewn clothing, wide dark stains across sofa and carpet… and three naked sleepers draped about the room.
A crushing shame and soul-ripping cold washed her under.
She remembered the night total loss of control, obliteration of all human bounds: her son Xiaoyu's brutal thrusting inside her; Xiaokai's vicious penetration from behind; Wang Li's wanton moans and guidance; her own tongue forced to those mingled, slick places… Scene after obscene scene like a vivid nightmare hammered what reason she had left.
She clapped a hand over her mouth; nausea surged nothing came up only silent tears.
Yet within that drowning shame and pain, a faint ember of a tremor stirred deep in her body unignorable.
Last night when Xiaokai slammed her from behind with reckless heat when Wang Li pinched her nipples, guided her licking when in the climax of chaos she was thrown over her mature body, thoroughly awakened and ravaged, had faithfully recorded suffocating pleasures mixed with massive taboo.
A familiar heat emptiness tangled with craving pulsed to her center, bringing dampness.
The feel terrified her. She pinched her thigh hard to drive it back; the body's truth remained.
A lazy, sated moan rose from the sofa.
Wang Li woke.
She stretched unbothered by her nakedness in the sun; her proud breasts swayed mapped with marks left by two boys.
On her face, none of Chen Fang's shame or pain only sated languor like a cat after a feast.
She even admired her "trophies," brushing a clear tooth-mark on her chest, lips curling with remembered bliss.
"Mmf… dead asleep…" Xiaokai rubbed his eyes and sat up young body vibrant like last night's madness was warm-up.
His eyes swept the wreckage and stopped on Chen Fang curled on the floor tear-streaked face and naked form. His gaze flared hot; he hardened fast.
Xiaoyu woke next.
He sat up, eyes cold and keen, scanning the room fixing last on his mother's tear-stained face etched with pain and a faint, unhideable heat.
No warmth in his gaze only a cool inspection of property.
Seeing the new wetness muddied between her legs, his lips twitched with a cold, controlling curve.
"All awake?" Wang Li's husky, teasing voice broke the morning still.
Barefoot, she stepped off the sofa, heedless of stains, and crouched before Chen Fang lifting her chin, forcing her to look up.
"Sister Fang, why cry? Last night… uncomfortable?" Her eyes teased, worldly. "Seemed to me… you really screamed at the end…"
Chen Fang jerked away tears flowing harder.
"Tsk still so tight." Wang Li shrugged her gaze sliding to a revived Xiaokai and deep-eyed Xiaoyu.
"No matter there's time… Boys, hungry? Mom's hungry too…" She licked her lips her eyes flitting among Chen Fang and both boys blatant. "Why don't we… have 'breakfast' first?"
The spark hit tinder.
With a growl, Xiaokai lunged beast woken onto Chen Fang on the floor.
He pushed her down, hot body crushing hers, hands mauling the soft flesh of her chest, mouth devouring her cry.
"Mmm… mmmph…" Her struggle went weak beneath youthful force and that familiar, invading scent.
Last night's remembered peaks and the hollow at her core worked like the strongest aphrodisiac melting her resistance.
She even began to answer the kiss hands climbing his young, hard back.
"Xiaokai! What the hell are you doing!" Xiaoyu's icy voice cut territorial fury. He lunged grabbing Xiaokai's shoulder to wrench him off his mother.
"Bro! We agreed last night! Switching! Auntie Fang's mine now!" Xiaokai shot back unyielding eyes raw with teen want.
As they bristled, Wang Li swayed over, running the show with a sultry air.
She palmed Xiaoyu's tense chest with one hand and stroked Xiaokai's sweaty back with the other.
"What's the fuss, you two…" Her voice bewitched. "Mom's here, isn't she? Xiaoyu, come…" She drew his hand to her full breast. "Mom's hungry here too… wants your big cock… to fill her up nice…" She tiptoed to kiss his cold lips tongue clever.
His anger caught and flipped by her eager offer and those heavy breasts flared into hotter lust.
He growled, seized control, crushed her mouth, hands mauling her cheeks, grinding her onto his rigid heat.
In the lounge, last night's embers roared again in the daylight.
The two pairs really, four fully mixed knotted again starting a new, more unrestrained, bottomless frenzy.
Xiaokai pinned Chen Fang to the carpet and spread her legs.
The cleft, tilled all night, was still muddy and swollen headily scented.
"Auntie… your slutty pussy… still so wet… miss me?" he panted, lined up and slammed in one stroke.
"Urr ah !" She cried pain mingled with fullness filled at once. He drove fast and hard each stroke rippling her hips numbing her core. "Ah… Xiaokai… slower… too deep… ah… you're there…" Under her son's stare as another boy used her, the massive taboo and brutal sensation scrambled her into wild cries her body writhing to meet him.
Xiaoyu threw Wang Li onto the sofa and spread her legs.
The cleft, worked by both brothers, gaped and beckoned.
"Slut… in heat so early?" he sneered yet drove his thickness in mercilessly.
"Ah ! Xiaoyu… so big… killing Auntie… harder… Auntie's pussy… for you to fuck…" she cried legs locked hips lifting to take him deeper. She pitched her voice higher to needle Chen Fang and inflame Xiaoyu.
As he hammered Wang Li, Xiaoyu's cold stare was fixed on Chen Fang beside under Xiaokai crying freely.
Seeing his mother under another with that dazed, yielding look anger and warped possessiveness spiked.
"Xiaokai!" he growled. "Had enough? My turn!"
Xiaokai, riding high, heard the command; though reluctant, last night's pact taking turns and deference to his brother (or the "game's" rule) made him growl: "Bro… coming to you!" He sped up pile-driver fast grinding savagely in Chen Fang.
"Ah! Xiaokai… I'm… coming… ah… cum… cum for Auntie…" She scattered into soul-flight her core clutched hard; heat sprayed out again.
"Fuck! Auntie… take it!" he roared body drawn taut scalding ropes blasting deep.
The impact and throb shoved Chen Fang over the edge again.
As Xiaokai pulled out, slick with semen, Xiaoyu shoved him aside taking Chen Fang.
Without wiping the rod just drawn from Wang Li slick with mixed fluids he aimed at his mother's cleft, still weeping his brother's seed, and slammed to the hilt.
"Uh…!" she cried pierced by the familiar, coldly punitive power.
Her core was hammered double stimulus residual semen and her son's shaft shuddering her through.
Meanwhile, Xiaokai pounced on Wang Li just "abandoned" aching, writhing empty.
"Mom… I'm here!" he growled aimed and drove in.
"Ah ! Son ! Harder! Fuck Mommy! Fill Mommy… so empty inside…" she cried legs locked tight meeting him.
Driven to madness by her son's thrusts, Wang Li's eyes lit with a bolder, line-shattering thought as she glanced at Chen Fang under Xiaoyu.
"Ah… son… so good… you're making Mommy… so good…" She cupped Xiaokai's face eyes burning. "Want… something more?"
"What… more?" he panted still driving.
"Mommy's back… little hole…" Her voice dripped lure and a thin thread of nerves; she twisted to bare her cheeks fully. "Do you… want to try?"
Thunder. Xiaokai froze and so did Xiaoyu and even Chen Fang, half-unconscious.
Xiaokai's eyes blazed.
He looked down at the untouched, tight ring excitement at the forbidden blazed through him.
"Yes! Mom! I want it!" His fingers trembled as they stroked the tight folds.
"Ah… gently…" Wang Li winced with mingled pain and thrill body taut.
She grabbed a fallen bottle of lube (clearly planned), pumped a mound into her hand, guided Xiaokai's fingers to slick them and pressed toward the tightly shut entrance.
"Mm…" She bit her lip brow furrowing cool alienness and the stretch's sting.
With lube, his clumsy, curious finger pried at the gripping muscle slowly forcing a knuckle in.
"Ah… so tight… Mom…" The wrap's heat and cinch made him shiver.
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