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Mother's Seduction and the Hunter's Lodge
The next day, we packed our luggage and prepared to set off. Mother changed into the fairy-like, lewd dress she had bought in the capital.
Seeing my surprised look, Mother said, "What's wrong? This dress is so pretty. With you guys around, I don't need to do anything, and this is really comfortable… not tiring at all…" She pointed to the silver corset on her upper body. Indeed, Mother's full breasts would be tiring if not supported by a bra during long journeys…
But with me and Old Hao here, there's no need for Mother to lift a finger.
At the foot of the mountain, we met Old Hao no, now he had transformed back into Ye Wuhui's handsome appearance, though his expression was a bit unnatural.
But when Mother saw him, her eyes immediately lit up. She happily took his arm as if a maiden meeting her lover.
This sight made Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother's faces darken.
Senior Brother's eyes, always affectionate toward Mother, were now frosty; Second Senior Brother deliberately looked away, unwilling to look.
"There are so many of us this time. Let's buy a bigger carriage; the last one was too small," I suggested.
So, we went to a nearby town. As usual, Old Hao bought a big case of wine enough to get drunk on the road.
Mother smiled and helped him carry it, occasionally sniffing the wine.
When we found a spacious enough carriage, Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother exchanged glances, sighed, and volunteered to drive.
I understood they didn't want to be with Old Hao, especially seeing him so close to Mother.
So, I, Lingxi, Mother, and Old Hao sat inside the carriage, while the two senior brothers endured the wind and sun outside.
Though their robust physiques wouldn't really suffer, their aggrieved expressions still made me chuckle.
The carriage slowly started, heading north.
Inside, Mother still sat close to Old Hao. She occasionally peeked at his handsome profile, her eyes full of infatuation.
Her expression reminded me of starstruck fans from my previous life obsessed ones at that.
Ah, my infatuated mother…
Lingxi sat beside me, playing with her clothes, but from her occasional glances, she was also secretly watching Mother and Old Hao's interactions.
A subtle atmosphere filled the air.
"Brother Hao, what are you thinking about?"
Mother, seeing Old Hao silent, rubbed against him.
"Nothing… nothing."
"Not even thinking about me?" Mother playfully shook Old Hao's arm, almost plastering herself to him.
Her delicate face wore a sweet smile, completely different from the seductive look she gave the senior brothers.
Old Hao avoided her gaze, took a sip of wine, but didn't answer.
I knew what he was avoiding. As a top-tier expert, after sobering up at night, he must have sensed everything that happened in the room Mother being ravaged by the two senior brothers, moaning loudly.
"Why did you leave without saying goodbye that morning?" Mother pressed, her slender fingers drawing circles on Old Hao's chest. "Did you dislike me?"
Her tone was pure and innocent, as if genuinely sulking, but I noticed the mischievous glint in her eyes this was her usual trick when she wanted something.
"No… not at all…" Old Hao finally spoke, nervous.
"It's all because you got drunk that day." Mother pouted. "Otherwise…" She didn't finish, but stretched her plump, creamy thigh from her slit skirt onto Old Hao's leg, her translucent toes occasionally rubbing his calf, exuding seductive temptation…
To Old Hao, this woman his longtime secret crush, the famous beautiful sword immortal now acted like a seductive little sprite, coquettish and sweet.
He was secretly delighted, the slight upturn of his lips betraying him.
I glanced at Lingxi and saw her watching Mother's actions, her face faintly flushed.
The carriage was filled with a faint, seductive scent mixed with wine, making the atmosphere even more ambiguous.
Mother leaned on Old Hao's shoulder, laughing like silver bells, her fingers wandering his chest.
Old Hao's ears gradually turned red, his breathing quickening.
Mother leaned close to Old Hao's ear, her breath fragrant, her voice just loud enough for us all to hear:
"Remember… last time in the carriage, you fucked our little Lingxi… Now she's my daughter-in-law…"
The carriage fell into a suffocating silence.
Lingxi's face turned beet red. She hurriedly lowered her head, her neck flushed.
She peeked at me, then quickly looked away, her fingers tightly entwined.
I felt her trembling body, her rapid breath recalling those steamy memories.
Old Hao also gulped, struggling to swallow.
He certainly remembered that trip to the tournament Mother and shy Lingxi serving him together, my own lower body reacting.
My mind involuntarily recalled the scene: Lingxi half-squatting, her crotch spurting fluids… then kneeling before Old Hao, shyly but attentively cleaning his cock…
Mother, seeing everyone embarrassed, blinked mischievously and snuggled closer to Old Hao.
She pressed her soft body against him, whispering, "I watched you make Lingxi so happy that day…"
Lingxi couldn't take it anymore and shrank into my arms, burying her burning face in my chest.
I felt her trembling whether from shyness or remembering those memories.
The carriage was filled with a strange, ambiguous atmosphere, mixed with Mother's faint scent and Lingxi's shy panting.
Mother's slender hand slowly moved down Old Hao's thigh, stopping at his bulging crotch.
She expertly stroked his hardening cock through his clothes, her touch gentle.
"Don't, the kids are here," Old Hao hurriedly grabbed Mother's wrist, his voice urgent.
Mother looked up, her eyes seductive. "It's fine, he already knows." She paused meaningfully. "Besides, he married Lingxi. At his wedding, you sat in the father's seat."
As she spoke, her hand continued to rub Old Hao's hardening member.
Her last sentence seemed to raise the temperature in the carriage.
"See, our family is quite a mess…" Mother giggled, deftly undoing Old Hao's belt.
A thick cock sprang out, pointing at her pretty face.
Lingxi couldn't help but peek, then shyly looked away again.
Old Hao blushed but couldn't refute.
He was like a father to me, sitting as the father at my wedding.
Mother stroked Old Hao's cock, whispering, "Will you leave without saying goodbye again?"
As she sped up, Old Hao's voice became a moan.
"No… not again…"
Old Hao closed his eyes, not daring to look at Mother.
Mother smiled even more, then suddenly said,
"Call me wife…"
Lingxi and I exchanged incredulous, amused glances…
Who would have thought Mother would tease Old Hao so shamelessly?
Mother leaned over Old Hao, one hand expertly stroking his erect cock, the other gently rubbing his balls.
Her eyes were mischievous, like a cat playing with prey.
Old Hao was so aroused he stiffened, his Adam's apple bobbing, but he refused to open his eyes.
His awkwardness contrasted sharply with his usual carefree image, making him oddly cute.
"W… wife…" Old Hao stammered, his voice hoarse with desire.
Lingxi giggled softly in my arms, clearly amused.
Old Hao was the eldest son of the Longevity Sect's master, one of only two Destiny Knowing realm experts in the world, yet now so flustered by Mother.
Mother kept stroking, even increasing her force.
Her red lips brushed Old Hao's ear, her hot breath making his ear burn.
"Good boy," Mother cooed, triumphant. Old Hao panted harder, his cock twitching in her hand.
He tried to speak, but Mother's sudden acceleration cut him off, leaving only fragmented moans.
"Ah… wife…" Old Hao's voice quivered.
Lingxi blushed but couldn't help listening.
Mother stroked his thick shaft, her palm covering the purple glans, rubbing in all directions, making Old Hao tremble.
"Ah… wife…" Old Hao moaned nasally, like a lovestruck youth.
Mother's skill was too much for Old Hao.
Soon, he arched his back, a thick stream of semen spurting onto Mother's slender fingers.
I watched as Mother licked the semen from her fingers, her eyes never leaving Old Hao's face, seductive and alluring.
"Now you're my husband~"
Mother said sweetly, triumphant.
At that moment, she secretly sent me a message: "Hehe~ Men~ Got him."
I almost laughed out loud. This beautiful sword immortal now acted like a mischievous girl.
But honestly, what man could resist such tactics?
Even the mighty Old Hao succumbed to her sweet trap.
Lingxi giggled in my arms, occasionally peeking at Old Hao's blissful face.
Once so carefree, now he looked like a boy in love, lost in Mother's tenderness.
Mother admired her handiwork.
Old Hao slumped in his seat, still flushed from climax, a look of satisfaction on his face a longing finally fulfilled.
He had her, and she called him husband, not just someone else…
I looked at Mother as she stood, lifting her skirt to reveal her smooth thigh and the green dildo inserted in her pussy.
"What a shame," Mother sighed. "We always seem to lack fate. This thing still needs time to come out."
Her tone was regretful. Old Hao's eyes widened, panting, a hint of disappointment on his face.
But Mother was already plotting new mischief.
She tilted her head, pursed her lips, her dark eyes glinting mischievously.
She savored the taste in her mouth, sizing up the situation like a sly fox.
Suddenly, she grinned and turned to me, deliberately loud enough for everyone:
"How about letting our daughter-in-law serve her new father-in-law?"
Lingxi in my arms turned burning hot, squirming.
Old Hao almost jumped up, hurriedly shaking his head.
"Mom!" I couldn't help but shout, though I felt a secret thrill, never expecting Mother to say it outright.
Mother laughed at everyone's reaction. "Just kidding~ Look how scared you are."
She poked Old Hao's forehead. "Just a joke. Besides…" She leaned close to his ear, "I just gave you a taste, and you want my daughter-in-law too? Dirty old man…"
Mother's slyness was undeniable.
She could stir everyone with a single sentence, always saying the most blush-worthy things.
Fortunately, things didn't spiral out of control. The carriage continued, and the atmosphere gradually returned to normal.
After the carriage incident, the mood inside calmed.
Mother restrained herself, no longer teasing Old Hao, just chatting with us.
Occasionally, she'd mention that day with a suggestive smile, making Old Hao blush.
Lingxi also gradually relaxed, no longer blushing at every turn.
She and Mother often whispered together, sharing secrets I could eavesdrop on but chose not to.
The journey had tired everyone.
Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother took turns driving, heading north day and night.
The weather cooled, the roadside vegetation thinned, and the once-busy roads grew empty.
"Ahead is the Wumian Great Wall," Old Hao pointed at the distant gray structure.
As we approached, the grand wall appeared like a dragon separating human territory from demon lands.
Armed guards checked everyone at the gate.
I handed the Longevity Sect elder jade pendant (Ye Wuhen's) to the guard, who immediately let us pass.
Inside, a huge market bustled with merchants trading exotic goods.
"Many hunters kill demons here. Their pelts, flesh, and even demon cores are traded," Old Hao explained.
The area was complex, but we didn't linger.
The carriage bumped along rugged roads, wheels crunching on gravel.
The surroundings were desolate, withered grass swaying in the wind, even the birds restless.
"Husband," Mother blinked at Old Hao, "where are the demons you mentioned? I haven't seen any."
Old Hao stammered, "This is the edge… demons rarely come here…"
Mother kept calling Old Hao "husband," making him blush but secretly pleased, adding some fun to the dull journey.
As dusk fell, a lone house stood in the wilderness, looking like a hunter's home.
"We should rest here before heading deeper into the forest," I suggested.
We hadn't rested well for days.
Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother were bloodshot, their nearly two-meter frames intimidating.
Mother eyed the house. "Alright, it's dark. If we go deeper, we'll have to sleep outside. Let's rest properly tonight."
The carriage stopped at the gate. Old Hao knocked.
After a while, a burly middle-aged man with a thick beard and sharp eyes opened the door.
He wore a brown jacket and a hunting knife.
"You are…?"
"Traveling at night, seeking lodging," Old Hao said.
The hunter looked us over, lingering on Mother and Lingxi.
"No problem, come in."
The yard was quiet, occasional insect chirps, strange bones piled in a corner.
"Son, does this look like the rural homes from before?" Mother sent me a message.
"Yes, very much," I replied.
Nothing seemed amiss.
Inside, a faint smell of firewood and earth greeted us.
The house was small, wildflowers swaying in the corners.
The hunter led us through a narrow corridor to a wooden door.
Inside, a dim oil lamp flickered, casting shaky shadows.
"Only one room," the hunter rubbed his hands. "I live across the way… other rooms are full of junk."
I examined the room brick floor, a large heated bed (kang) with thick bedding, a few stools.
Mother sat on the bed, curious, like a child visiting relatives.
"Nights are cold here. If you're from the south and feel cold, I'll heat the bed," the hunter offered.
"No need…" I waved.
Cultivators don't mind the cold.
The hunter grinned, looking at Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother.
"I can't tell about others, but these two… I've only seen this aura on barbarian soldiers."
He must have thought we were imperial soldiers.
I didn't reply, just gave him some silver, and he left.
Night fell, only the dim lamp burning.
Everyone squeezed onto the kang, finding their spots.
I lay against the cold wall, Lingxi curled in my arms, her breath warm.
Mother lay beside her, black hair spread on the pillow.
Old Hao lay beside Mother, uneasy.
Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother guarded the outside.
Lingxi's body smelled faintly sweet, mixed with sweat.
Days of travel had tired us, but now, in the warm bed, desire stirred.
My hand stroked Lingxi's back, her breath quickening as she relaxed into me.
My hand slid lower, squeezing her round butt through her clothes.
Lingxi's breathing grew rapid, her grip tightening on my clothes.
Mother lay close, her lips curled in a seductive smile, noticing our actions.
I grew bolder, my hand moving from Lingxi's butt to her crotch.
Lingxi clamped her legs, then slightly opened them, letting me touch.
Her pants were already damp.
I stroked her warmth, feeling her tremble.
Suddenly, Mother was gone.
Looking closely, I saw her under the covers, near Old Hao's waist.
Was she… giving Old Hao a blowjob?
My breath quickened.
Old Hao lay rigid, gripping the bedding, trying not to make noise.
The covers rose and fell rhythmically.
Mother seemed to be greedily sucking Old Hao's cock, swallowing it whole, making wet sounds.
Old Hao panted, his Adam's apple bobbing, clearly enjoying it.
My cock hardened.
Lingxi sensed it and gently rubbed me through my pants.
I reached into Lingxi's pants her pussy was soaking wet.
She squirmed, moaning softly.
Her face was red, her eyes lustful.
I whispered, "Want to?"
She bit her lip, nodded, then shook her head worried about the others.
I turned her around so her back was to me.
Lingxi saw what Mother was doing.
I admired the live show while pulling down Lingxi's pants and panties.
The fabric sliding off her thighs was loud in the silent night.
I gripped my hard cock, rubbing it against Lingxi's wet entrance.
She panted, raising her hips, ready for me.
Her pussy dripped with arousal, waiting for me to enter.
Suddenly, Mother lifted the covers.
Her face was wet with saliva, her hair messy, looking seductive.
She had Old Hao's thick cock in her mouth, making wet sounds.
Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother were like statues, their heavy breathing loud in the small room.
They watched helplessly as their mistress served another man.
"Look how angry Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother are," I whispered to Lingxi, who giggled but squirmed as I rubbed her pussy.
Mother noticed us and winked, her lips glistening.
She then straddled Old Hao, lifting her skirt to reveal the green dildo in her pussy, glowing faintly.
I watched as Mother rubbed her wetness onto Old Hao's purple glans.
She sat on his waist, one hand on his chest, the other guiding his cock to her asshole.
She moved slowly, giving us all a good view.
I watched as Mother slowly impaled herself on Old Hao's cock, her pink asshole stretching around him.
She gasped, moaning softly, but kept going.
Old Hao groaned, gripping the bedding, veins bulging.
Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother panted louder, clearly aroused but restrained.
Lingxi's hand wrapped around my cock.
She looked at me pleadingly, then guided me to her pussy.
"Husband… I want…" she whispered, moving back onto me.
I felt her warm, wet pussy envelop me, her inner walls pulsing.
Mother, now fully seated on Old Hao, began to move.
Her full breasts swayed, the sight lewd.
Old Hao fondled her breasts and hips, matching her rhythm.
"Ah… ah…" Mother moaned louder.
Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother panted harder, but didn't act.
I thrust into Lingxi, her pussy tightening with each stroke.
Her moans grew louder, her body writhing.
Mother, now used to the fullness, moved faster.
Old Hao couldn't hold back, groaning as he came inside her.
Mother's body stiffened, then trembled.
"Ah… so hot…"
The room echoed with moans, panting, and the sound of flesh slapping.
Old Hao, embarrassed, pulled out, his softening cock leaving a trail of semen.
"I… need air," he stammered, hastily dressing and leaving.
"Mistress…" Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother called in unison.
Mother giggled, her voice seductive. "What? Jealous?"
The two big men nodded, looking like scolded boys.
Mother laughed, her breasts shaking as she removed her clothes.
She crawled over to Senior Brother, her big breasts brushing his body, making him pant.
I saw the green dildo in her pussy glowing faintly.
"Good boys, Mistress will take care of you… Don't be jealous."
She smiled, lifting her skirt to reveal her asshole, still dripping with Old Hao's semen.
"There's plenty of room now… for your big cocks."
She spread her cheeks, showing her stretched asshole, semen oozing out.
Second Senior Brother, already hard, pressed his thick cock to her asshole.
Mother's asshole, loosened by Old Hao, still looked tight.
I watched as Second Senior Brother slowly entered her, her moans growing louder.
Senior Brother, his cock even thicker, waited his turn.
Mother stroked his cock, teasing him.
"You're so thick, you'll have to wait," she said, kissing his glans, licking it.
Senior Brother groaned, his face showing pleasure.
Mother glanced at me, reassuring me with her eyes.
Second Senior Brother's cock disappeared into her ass, her moans filling the room.
Lingxi, in my arms, trembled with each thrust, her pussy tightening around me.
I came inside her, but my cock stayed hard.
Mother, now filled by Second Senior Brother, moaned with each thrust.
Senior Brother, waiting, stroked his cock.
Lingxi whispered, "Husband… I want more…"
Her eyes were full of desire.
I turned her around, guiding my cock to her asshole.
She moaned as I entered her, her asshole warm and tight.
Mother, watching us, moaned louder, her asshole gripping Second Senior Brother's cock.
The room was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping, moans, and the scent of sweat and sex.
Mother, now fully impaled, moaned with pleasure.
Second Senior Brother came inside her, his semen mixing with Old Hao's.
Mother's asshole pulsed, milking him dry.
I came inside Lingxi's ass, my mind blank with pleasure.
Senior Brother, now his turn, pressed his thick cock to Mother's asshole.
Lingxi, still in my arms, moaned with each thrust.
The room was a blur of pleasure, everyone lost in the moment.
Eventually, exhaustion took over.
I fell asleep, satisfied, the sounds of sex fading into dreams.
I woke to a warm, wet sensation between my legs.
Dawn was breaking, weak light filtering in.
Black hair draped over my thighs, gently brushing me.
I pushed the hair aside and saw Mother's familiar face.
She looked up and smiled, her eyes playful and caring.
Her lips moved, but I heard nothing the world was silent.
She resumed her task, her eyes occasionally looking elsewhere.
Following her gaze, I saw a breathtaking scene in the morning light.
Two huge buttocks sandwiching a small, white one, three asses stacked, two cocks moving in perfect rhythm one in, one out.
Thick, milky fluid coated the cocks, forming strings and foam as they moved.
Suddenly, sound returned.
"Ah… so deep… so big… ah… ah…"
Lingxi's moans filled the room, her voice full of pleasure.
Flesh slapped, liquid squelched, air hissed.
"Sister-in-law… you're so tight," Senior Brother groaned.
Second Senior Brother sighed, "Sister-in-law's pussy is amazing…"
Lingxi moaned louder, her body shaking with each thrust.
"Husband… save me…" she called, though I was lost in the spectacle.
Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother fucked Lingxi in perfect sync, filling both her holes.
Her moans grew louder, her body writhing.
Mother climbed onto me, her full breasts pressing against my chest.
She lowered herself onto my cock, her warm, wet asshole enveloping me.
"Son, clean the pot~" she whispered playfully, her voice full of mischief.
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