Chapter 27. The Sieges on the Last Day of the Year – The Second Battle
There was a bell, this time it was the gate bell; it must be Ms. Huyen; I ran out immediately but…it was Ms. Ha; I opened the gate to…take a look at her, and saw her husband, Mr. Hung, struggling to lock the gate; it turned out that they were going to their grandparents’ house for lunch and then go out for a few days, so she asked me to help them look after the house and, if it was convenient, to help her water the potted plants upstairs; when I mentioned “the potted plants upstairs”, I saw her face blush a little; I happily accepted.
We had just started the car and had not yet left the alley when I saw Ms. Huyen’s car turn in; joy! She stopped the car in front of the gate, took off her mask:
What are you doing here?
I’m waiting for you.
– Did you know I was coming? She squinted at me with a smile (later I considered Ms. Huyen to have the most… lewd smile).
– Of course I know; no adult would break a promise to…a child. After saying that, I realized I had said the wrong thing.
– Childish? Ms. Huyen pouted a little! Are you going to let me in or not, why are you blocking the gate?
– Oh, not a child; but…a young person; I defended myself and stood aside to let her in, then closed the gate and locked the door.
– So I am… an old person, right? After parking the bike, Ms. Huyen teased me.
Don’t worry, the gate is locked…so I flattered him:
– Not the oldest but the most beautiful (should we add “most lewd” to make it complete, right)
…
Entering the house, after carefully closing the door, I poured her a glass of warm water out of courtesy; she reached out to take it but didn’t sit down, drank a little and said:
– I was supposed to go home at 11 o’clock, but I asked the staff on duty to go home early because I needed to talk to you.
– Yes, please sit down. I said, pointing to the chair and glancing at the clock on the wall, 5 minutes to 10 o’clock…
– Here huh? She said and slightly squinted at me, her eyes seemed somewhat provocative and hesitant; I immediately jumped to the number.
– Then go to your room; after saying that, I also noticed that last night when she came to my house she was wearing different clothes, but today she was wearing different clothes, including a windbreaker, so I asked again:
– Hey, are you home? Why are you wearing different clothes?
– No, I come here from the office; I usually shower and do laundry in the office because there is a washing machine, hot water…it’s more convenient…
…
Going up to the room, after a while of looking around and praising the house for its good conditions… then she sat down on the bed and I sat on the chair; she began:
– I want to talk about you and me.
– Yes; but why is it about you and me?
……
After ten minutes of talking, she still wanted to make sure that she wouldn’t reveal the story between her and Uncle Tuan, of course including the story that the two of them had… fucked each other…
…
Finally, the two of them got close to each other, still kissing and peeling onions, but I peeled her first and then did the legendary act; Ms. Huyen writhed in pleasure, her vaginal fluid soaked the entire sheet…
I pulled down my pants and was about to pull the cannon into battle, but she raised her hand to signal me not to rush and turned around to play 69; oh my…it felt so good!
My tevet made her climax; when she climaxed, she sucked my little brother really hard, luckily she didn’t…bite, if she couldn’t control herself and bit then…it would have been ruined.
Turn around; choose your position and..bang!
Carrying a plow over the mountain, pounding repeatedly; kneading two grapefruits with her hands; Ms. Huyen only knows how to spell from A, Á to U, A.
Just rushing at first to increase her excitement when she just climaxed, then I slowed down, lowered her legs and switched to the traditional position while sucking and sucking her huge breasts and then moved on to kissing her mouth which was still full of her… pussy juice.
In her ecstasy, she asked softly:
– Do you like it?
– Yes…happy!
Who makes you happy?
Win…Win…
– What are you doing, Thang? I asked while pushing hard.
– Thang…fuck Huyen; now she answered straight to the point without rambling anymore so I rewarded her with a deep and strong thrust that made her just open her mouth to spell.
– Is it better than… Uncle Tuan’s medicine?
– More…more…much more.
….
Taking a short break before moving on to the next position, Ms. Huyen now lay with her head on my arm; she turned to ask me:
– Tell me the truth, why are you so good at this?
– What is this? I asked, pretending to be naive so I could think of a good answer.
– That…that thing!
– I do not understand; you still insist.
– This…this…this…thing…I’m doing to you.
According to you guys, how should I declare this? Should I just say…the maid, that’s…too ordinary; with Ms. Huyen, I’m always more excited because…my friend’s mother; so I should make up something more…magnificent, right?
P/s: I don’t know if many dads follow this story because there is little interaction; are there any dads who have followed on thiendia, lauxanh before; are there any dads who have flown planes with much emotion in their lives… but for me, I basically only fly planes , although each plane brings a different feeling, but the feeling when… fucking my best friend’s mother is very different, like I feel… at a new level. Ms. Huyen is the one who brought me to the real feeling of some 3 some 4, not hastily like stealing with my brother’s friend’s maid; later, when I was in my first year of university, I… shared it with Truong, there was a time when she came down to Hanoi for training, so she lived in the same apartment with me because we were also neighbors here, so my parents told her to stay there for a few months to save money on renting a separate house, and to help teach her nephew, during that time, there was not a single night when Truong and I didn’t fuck her a few rounds; but I admit that I have a… miserable thing, that while there were weeks when Truong stayed in Hanoi on the weekend to fuck her alone, I came back… to take her to a new level (if I continue this story, I will tell it later); the surprising thing was that later when Ms. Huyen went to the Central region to reunite with her family (I finished my second year and then she left), once when I went on a business trip, I met her (of course… outside the motel and at that time she was also U45, right at the age of puberty) and she confessed that during the time I was studying at university in Hanoi, she also… took care of my old man many times; so as far as I know, she is the only one who got to fuck all 3 of us; as for my older brother, I know for sure he did not have the good fortune to… fuck Ms. Thuy, Thoa, Nga…
I bargained with her about the medicine with Uncle Tuan to buy time to think about how to answer her.
– How do you compare with Uncle Tuan?
What is what?
– Who do you pay more attention to?
She pondered for a moment, pretending to think, then replied:
– I am better at everything.
– What do you mean, be specific; I slightly raised my body to ask her out of curiosity and excitement.
– I…longer and…a little bigger.
– Bigger? I’m a bit surprised.
– Really…you are a bit bigger, when I go in I feel tight but Uncle Tuan feels less and you…take a long time, pay attention, only a few minutes, 1 position, several times…and pay attention I…only come out once.
Ms. Huyen spoke a long sentence, although still a bit hesitant, but after speaking, she felt like she had poured out her heart, so she sat up and proactively kissed my chest and said:
– Now, it’s your turn.
After saying that, she crawled down to… lick the pole! It was so good!
I made up a story that one summer, when my old man went to the office on a day off, he accidentally caught him fucking a female employee (I didn’t forget to tell him that she had changed jobs so that no one would question who she was, where she was, and if they knew each other); then she also came to my house and asked my old man to create conditions for him to give me a good review when she changed jobs…to fuck her; my old man also knew but…whatever; the other creative thing was that I told him that one day she came in the evening with my older brother who was…on leave to visit home, so after…his shift ended, the two of them worked together in my own room; at this point, Ms. Huyen completely stopped playing marbles, licked the column, and looked up, exclaiming:
– Wow, this house is so…lustful.
She said that but I looked at her eyes… strangely; she seemed interested, wanting to directly… participate in the exploration; later when I suggested letting my brother join, she… agreed immediately with… there are many other fun things, I’ll talk about them later.
My story made her more excited, she actively turned me into her bouncing animal, I could only raise my 2 hands to rub and squeeze her breasts, sometimes I switched to squeezing her butt or holding her waist and shaking to accompany. The 2 of us came at the same time.
– You…come…come…
– Grandchildren…
The two aunts and nieces could only hold each other tightly in ecstasy!
Still lying on top of me, she whispered:
– I…like it so much.
– Me too; oh…
– But why? Her voice was soft in my ear and then she licked around my earlobe, making me tickle and get goosebumps.
– What about later? My dad will be back in a few days. Are you going to come up here and…kill him too?
– Nonsense! She raised her face, frowning but it was a cute frown (which she didn’t know about later/or if my dad did…but the fact that my dad kept it a secret without me knowing was amazing).
– Then I… come to your house but… have to wait until Trung… is not home.
– It’s up to you; she let the sentence hang.
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The two of us were lying down enjoying the aftertaste of pleasure, my hands still fondling her nipples when the phone rang from the first floor. At first I ignored it, but after a while the ringing stopped, it rang again, so Ms. Huyen urged me to go down to answer the phone; I had to grab a towel to wipe my wet little brother, which was also limp, put on my shirt but not my pants, and went down to the first floor, just in time to pick up the phone.
Hello!
– I’m Chinese?
– Your mom; what are you calling? Your mom…is here now.
What the hell took you so long?
– Upstairs; what’s up? Are you telling me I just…fucked you; still cuddling???
– They’re almost done cooking; let’s go down!
Damn it; I was so happy, I forgot about this program; I looked up at the clock; it was almost 11:30, the two of us had been talking and… exploring each other for an hour and a half.
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I went back to my room and saw Ms. Huyen coming out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel; she had washed herself clean.
– It was your son Trung who called.
– Huh; Ms. Huyen was startled.
– They called me down to eat; they cooked at Tung’s house, in the morning I finished contributing and came back…waiting for her; told them to call me when they wanted to eat.
– I thought so; Ms. Huyen’s voice became small as if she had released the vague fear that had just come.
I also went to the bathroom to clean my little brother but still came out without wearing any pants. Seeing that she was already wearing underwear and was struggling to fasten her bra, I leaned over and hugged her, rubbing my head against her chest and sucking. She gently pushed me away and said:
– Come on; get dressed and go, or they’ll be waiting.
Her mouth said but her hand touched her little brother’s dick and exclaimed:
– Still as stiff?
– Well…one more time.
– Okay; some other time. Ms. Huyen turned to hug me and kissed me lightly on the lips.
– So can I come over this afternoon or you come up here?
– Not sure yet; we’ll see how it goes this afternoon; and…do you still have energy? She turned to tease me.
– I told you I am strong enough to serve you. After saying that, I leaned forward to hug and kiss her; when we both lay down on the bed, she said:
– Come on; let me go, you go down there too, it’s not late; be good, I’ll make it up to you later.
Feeling relieved, I let her go. We both got dressed and went downstairs to the first floor… temporarily parting ways.
The students’ party was bustling; while the three guys were busy serving the girls, I was very indifferent because… my bird already had a place to perch and… perched regularly; because of my indifferent attitude, the girls liked me more… (as for these girls, until now they are still very close to me, I will not mention them in this story).
While eating, Mr. Tung took out his father’s wine bottle to… clink glasses on New Year’s Eve; I took a sip and put the glass down because I said I didn’t dare drink because I was riding the old man’s motorbike, but they forced me to drink a whole glass. It was a bit heavy, and after drinking a glass, I felt hot all over; the three generals finished the whole bottle and then rolled around, leaving the girls to clean up.