CA-37

Chapter 37: We Went Abroad Together 

Morning sunlight spilled through the gap in the blinds, waking me with the feeling of something moving under the covers. Before I was fully awake, a familiar warmth enveloped my lower body. 

"Mmm Rise and shine, Brother Lin" Siyu’s syrupy voice came from beneath the duvet, accompanied by wet slurping sounds. Her agile tongue circled my corona, occasionally scraping my sensitive spots with her little fangs. 

I threw off the covers and saw Siyu between my legs, golden hair fanned out over my thighs. 

When she saw me wake, she winked playfully, then suddenly deep-throated me, her throat muscles tightly gripping my glans. 

"Ah!" 

I gasped, my hips involuntarily bucking up. 

Siyu was growing ever more skilled she knew just how to tease my slit with her tongue, how to squeeze my frenulum with her lips, how to create vacuum suction with her throat. 

Squelch… squelch… The lewd sounds rang loud and clear in the morning air. 

Siyu quickened her pace, one hand caressing my scrotum, the other slipping between her thighs to pleasure herself. 

"Brother Lin… cum for me~" She released my slick shaft and nuzzled her cheek against it. From this angle, I could clearly see her pink labia were already drenched, her love juices even soaking the sheet. 

I could hold back no longer. I pressed her head down, guiding my shaft deep into her throat. Siyu’s throat reflexively clenched, countless little mouths sucking me in. 

"Here you go~" I growled, spurting thick semen into her. Siyu swallowed obediently until not a drop remained. 

"Mmm♡" She licked her lips, satisfied as a cat with cream. “Brother Lin’s breakfast is so tasty” 

I ruffled her hair and got up to wash. 

In the mirror, my neck was dotted with love burns from Aunt Liu last night; my shoulders carried the marks of Siyu’s teeth. 

This household had utterly surrendered to my desires. 

After washing, I headed downstairs for breakfast. 

Aunt Liu was bustling in the kitchen; when she saw me, her eyes flickered. She walked a little awkwardly last night’s anal passion left her sore. 

"Yaowen, come eat," she said, feigning calmness, but her ears had long turned red. I could smell her faint soapy scent, mixed with something more carnal. 

Uncle Meng sat at the breakfast table reading the paper, blissfully unaware that last night his wife had begged and cried under my attentions. Siyu bounced down and sat close, her thigh teasingly rubbing my crotch. 

"Finish your homework today." Aunt Liu set a fried egg before me, her fingers brushing the back of my hand. That tiny touch made my cock stir again. 

"Of course. I’ll do it with Siyu," I said meaningfully, my foot hooking Aunt Liu’s calf. 

After breakfast, Siyu and I returned to my room to study. The door had barely closed before Siyu stripped off her skirt, her hairless slit exposed. 

"Brother Lin~" She clung to me, coquettish. "Baby’s pussy feels so itchy…" 

I carried her to bed, fingers slipping easily into her slick passage. Siyu’s vagina remembered my touch, her inner walls writhing and clinging to my knuckles. 

"Ah~♡" Siyu threw back her head, gasping, legs naturally parting. 

Her labia, pink as rose petals, were turned outward from arousal; her swollen clitoris stood proud. 

I shifted her, lifting her legs onto my shoulders, my thick shaft pressing between her glistening lips. 

"Here it comes," I said softly, slowly pushing deep. 

"Hah~♡… So big… So full…" Siyu’s voice was tearful, nails digging into my arm. 

Her inner walls, silky and elastic, pulsed around me, countless folds scraping my sensitive corona. 

I set a rhythm nine shallow, one deep lingering at her entrance each time, admiring the view; then slamming in hard to make her cry out. 

Slap! Slap! Slap! 

Our hips clapped together lewdly. 

Siyu grabbed my arms, leaving red crescents. 

Her vagina was sopping, making every movement smooth. 

"Brother Lin… baby’s gonna… come~♡" Siyu’s body tensed suddenly, her pussy clamping down like a vise. 

Her orgasm was sudden and intense, her juice spilling onto my pubic hair and the sheets. 

I sped up, pounding into her slippery tunnel, wet sounds echoing. 

Siyu’s vagina pulsed with life, muscular spirals massaging my sensitive shaft. 

"Hah~♡… Too fast…!" she whimpered, nails digging deeper. 

Her pussy began an irregular pulsing, her inner heat rising. 

Just as she neared a second climax, a knock came at the door. 

"Siyu? Yaowen? Lunch is ready." Uncle Meng’s voice came through the door. 

Siyu froze, her vagina clamping down like a vise. 

Suppressing a groan, I answered calmly, "Okay, Uncle Meng. We’ll be right down." 

As his footsteps faded, Siyu relaxed, slumping bonelessly into my arms. 

"Almost caught by Daddy…" she whispered, cheeks flushed with excitement. It was the danger the chance of being discovered that made her even wetter. 

I kissed her brow, pulling my shaft from her slit. Thick semen mixed with her love juice spilling out, leaving a wet stain on the sheets. 

"Go wash up, you little slut." I smacked her butt. Siyu scrambled up and limped to the shower. 

At lunch, Aunt Liu’s eyes darted between Siyu and me. 

She could smell the familiar arousal on her daughter, knew exactly what we’d been doing. 

This realization made her thighs press together, memory of last night’s forbidden passion in her husband’s bed flooding back. 

Uncle Meng remained blind, chatting about work between bites. The poor man had no idea his wife and daughter had become another’s plaything. 

Days passed. 

Siyu snuck into my room almost every night, demanding affection like a kitten in heat. 

Aunt Liu was more restrained; only when Uncle Meng was drunk or away could we truly enjoy each other. 

Sister Xueqing came home every month, monopolizing my weekends. 

She was wilder than Siyu, loved trying new positions, especially anal. 

Once, she even had me cum in her mouth, then kissed Siyu, passing my semen from sister to sister. 

Watching them share my seed filled me with a twisted thrill, making me hard again on the spot. 

As summer approached, my mother called over video, announcing that, for work, we’d be moving overseas I’d have to go too. 

"How long will we be gone?" I asked at dinner. 

"At least three years. The company has a major project there." 

A heavy silence fell. Siyu’s eyes filled with tears. Aunt Liu’s hand froze midair. Even Sister Xueqing frowned. 

"Can I bring people with me?" I offered hesitantly. 

Onscreen, my mother glanced at me, at Siyu and Sister Xueqing, then smiled knowingly: "Of course. The house is big." 

That night, while Uncle Meng was at work, I gathered Aunt Liu, Siyu, and Sister Xueqing to my room. 

"Come abroad with me," I said directly. 

Siyu was first to shout, "I want to go! I want to go with Brother Lin!" 

Sister Xueqing nodded, "I can transfer my student records." 

All eyes turned to Aunt Liu. She bit her lip, struggling. 

"I… I can’t leave Jun-de behind…" she whispered, though her tone lacked conviction. 

"Mom~" Siyu clung to her arm. "Come with us! Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be together as a family?" 

"That’s right," Sister Xueqing agreed. "Life will be even better there." 

Aunt Liu still hesitated. 

I went to her, cupping her face in my hands: "Wife, I need you." 

That address sent a shiver through her. Since our first time beside Uncle Meng, I’d called her that only in private. 

"I… I don’t know…" Her voice dwindled. 

I chose the most effective way to persuade her. Scooping her off her feet, I threw her onto the bed, then turned to Siyu and Sister Xueqing: "Hold Mommy down for me." 

They obeyed instantly, pinning Aunt Liu by her wrists. 

She struggled symbolically, but when I pulled open her collar and sucked her rock-hard nipple, her cries became moans. 

"Mmm~♡ No… don’t do this…" Her protest was drowned out by her own body’s response. 

I undid her pants, fingers slipping between her drenched lips. Aunt Liu’s vagina, as if anticipating my touch, immediately swallowed my digits, walls writhing. 

"Wife, your pussy is way more honest than you are," I teased, quickening my strokes. 

Siyu and Sister Xueqing joined in. Siyu released Aunt Liu’s top, sucking her other nipple; Sister Xueqing kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobes. 

Under triple assault, Aunt Liu quickly neared her limit. Her body trembled violently, pussy clamping down, juices gushing like floodwaters. 

"Ah~♡!!!" She arched, hair a wild halo on the sheets. 

I gave her no respite, thrusting into her in one smooth move. Aunt Liu’s passage was noticeably more mature than the others’, countless little mouths working my shaft. 

"Hah~♡… Too big…" Her voice was tearful, nails digging into my arm. 

Her vaginal walls, silky and supple, undulated as I pistoned in and out, folds scraping my sensitive crown. 

Slap! Slap! Slap! 

Our hips clapped together obscenely. 

Aunt Liu grabbed my arms, leaving red marks. 

Her juices flowed endlessly, making each movement slick. 

"Wife… Come with me…" I whispered, speeding up. 

"I… I…" Her resistance crumbled, overwhelmed by sensation. 

Siyu and Sister Xueqing chimed in. 

"Mom Just come" Siyu teased Aunt Liu’s clit with her finger. 

"We’ll be happy, Aunt Liu," Sister Xueqing coaxed, her fingers slipping into Aunt Liu’s backdoor. 

Under triple attack, Aunt Liu finally broke. 

Her body convulsed, pussy clamping down like a vise, juices bursting forth. 

"Ah~♡!!! I’ll go… I’ll go, just stop…!" she cried, utterly overwhelmed by pleasure and our coaxing. 

Pleased, I kissed her brow, my thrusts turning wild. Aunt Liu’s pussy pulsed like a living thing, muscular spirals teasing my shaft. 

"Gonna… too fast…!" Her voice was ragged, nails digging deeper. 

Her pussy contracted irregularly, inner heat scorching. 

Just as her second climax approached, I pulled out suddenly, then slammed back in. 

This caught her off guard, made her body buck violently her pussy gushed, love juices soaking my hair and thighs. 

"Eek ah~♡!!!" Silent scream, shuddering body. Orgasm crashed into her, stronger than before, her vaginal walls sucking hard, dragging me deeper. 

Unable to hold back, I pressed as deep as possible thick semen spurting into her womb, making her tremble. 

Her womb clamped down on my glans, greedily drinking every drop. 

Ejaculation sent white sparks across my vision. 

I could feel each pulse of semen flowing inside her, the spasming flesh milking me. 

Aunt Liu’s belly rounded slightly, a lewd bulge in the moonlight. 

Exhausted, I collapsed; we all were spent. 

Aunt Liu’s chest heaved, her hair matted to her cheeks. 

Gently, I brushed the hair from her face and kissed her lips. 

"I love you," I whispered. 

Aunt Liu paused, complex emotions flickering in her eyes. Finally, a smile touched her lips as she breathed, "…I love you too, you little bastard." 

And so, the four of us went abroad together. 

At first, Aunt Liu still called Uncle Meng often, but as time passed, contact dwindled. 

Siyu and Sister Xueqing, immersed in their new life, hardly mentioned their father. 

Life abroad was even wilder than imagined. 

In a grand villa, we often went days without clothes, enjoying each other at every chance. 

Mother pretended not to notice, sometimes even joining our revels. 

Three years later, on my 18th birthday, I proposed. 

With a candlelit dinner, I gave a ring to Aunt Liu, Siyu, and Sister Xueqing, one by one. 

"Will you marry me?" I asked sincerely, on one knee. 

Aunt Liu was the first to cry, then Siyu and Sister Xueqing. They wept, laughing, embracing. 

"I do," Aunt Liu wiped her tears. 

"Me too!" Siyu cheered, hugging me. 

"Of course," Sister Xueqing smiled, eyes shining. 

After the engagement, they told me there would be a surprise after school Siyu had taken the afternoon off, and wanted me to go in first.