Showdown at the Dinner Table
Evening, the dinner table. Lin Father sits at the head, Lin Mother pulls Su Yuqing to sit on her right, Lin Hongyi takes the seat across from Lin Xiaoyang, sandwiching him in the middle like a human oreo.
The atmosphere seems harmonious on the surface, but underneath, it's tense as drawn swords.
Lin Hongyi (gently clips a piece of deer antler stewed chicken for Lin Xiaoyang): "Xiaoyang, eat more deer antler. It's good for your waist and kidneys~ Auntie simmered it specially for three hours. Didn't you used to complain about back pain at night?"
Su Yuqing (immediately clips a piece of steamed yam into his bowl, smiling innocently): "Auntie, you're so thoughtful~ But the doctor said Xiaoyang's kidneys are really weak right now—he can't take random supplements. Yam is a gentle tonic, perfect for him~ Right, Xiaoyang?"
Lin Xiaoyang, caught in the crossfire of glares from both sides, scalp tingling: "Y-yeah, yeah... I'll eat it all... all of it..."
Lin Mother, completely oblivious: "Oh, Hongyi, no need to fuss. This girl Qingqing is so sensible!"
Lin Hongyi (sighs, clips some veggies for Lin Mother): "Sis, Xiaoyang's my only godson. I can't let him get fooled by just anyone. Some young girls look innocent, but they've got sharp little minds."
Su Yuqing (blinking her big eyes): "Auntie's right~ Some people are older but love playing young, dressing like they're eighteen. Deep down, they're ancient~"
Lin Hongyi smiles, eyes twitching at the corners: "Sweet-talking little girl. Shame some parts are too tender—no experience, can't satisfy a man."
Su Yuqing sets down her chopsticks with a clack, smiling even sweeter: "No experience? No problem! Young people recover fast~ Ten times a night still feels too few. Unlike some who pile on supplements and end up just as limp~"
Lin Xiaoyang nearly spits out his soup. Lin Father, baffled: "Ten times what?"
Lin Mother, still chuckling: "Ten test scores, right? Qingqing studies so well!"
Lin Hongyi (ladles soup for Lin Xiaoyang, her fingers casually brushing the back of his hand): "Xiaoyang's been clingy with me since he was little. Even now, he needs me to coax him to sleep at night~"
Su Yuqing (directly grabs his other hand, interlocking fingers): "Really? What a coincidence~ Xiaoyang needs me to coax him to sleep now too. He can't sleep without holding me~"
Lin Hongyi slams her soup spoon down with a loud clang: "Little girl, don't be too clingy. Men need space—stick too close, and they'll get annoyed~"
Su Yuqing (leans her head on Lin Xiaoyang's shoulder, voice dripping honey): "No way~ Xiaoyang loves when I cling to him. He says it makes him extra... energized~"
Lin Xiaoyang's trapped in the middle. Under the table, a flesh-colored stocking-clad leg rubs his calf on the left, a black-stockinged foot steps on the top of his on the right. The two feet even kick at each other, leaving him wincing in pain, forcing a grin: "Haha... everything's great... so energized..."
Lin Father finally senses something off: "You two... why are you always fighting over Xiaoyang's food?"
Lin Mother, lost in delight: "Young people in love—that's just how it is!"
Lin Hongyi (suddenly stands, leans over to wipe Lin Xiaoyang's mouth, her chest nearly pressing into his face): "Xiaoyang, full yet? Auntie'll feed you some soup later~"
Su Yuqing (stands too, leans to his ear and blows softly): "Master~ How about I feed you some milk later~"
Oh no, slipped out. Su Yuqing awkwardly covers her mouth.
Lin Mother: "......"
Lin Father: "???"
Lin Xiaoyang (claps his hands): "Sounds good! You two are so caring!"
Under the table, his feet are crushed to death by the two stocking-clad assaults. On the surface, his smile looks worse than crying: "Um! Mom... I'm full... really..."
After dinner, Lin Xiaoyang claims he needs to go back to bed and rest.
The two women nod obediently on the surface, but their eyes spark like fireworks in the air.
Soon, the house quiets down completely. Except for Lin Xiaoyang's parents and Lin Hongyi watching TV.
First wave: Su Yuqing (7:15)
Lin Xiaoyang's just drifting off when the door clicks open softly.
Su Yuqing's wearing his oversized T-shirt, hem barely covering her ass. Black garter stockings dig into her thighs, making them bulge. Barefoot, toenails painted wine-red glitter, she crawls onto the bed like a kitten and straddles his waist.
"Master~ Can you sleep~?" Her voice is soft and husky. She grinds down, her pussy rubbing his pajama pants through the black stocking crotch—already soaked enough to wring out.
Lin Xiaoyang jolts awake: "Qingqing! Stop messing around! My parents are next door!"
Su Yuqing leans down, bites his earlobe, tongue tip drilling in to lick: "Shh~ Keep it down~ Your little wife didn't eat enough today. She wants hot milk~"
"No, Qingqing—I have to abstain!"
"Hmph! Weren't you abstaining with your godmother this morning? How come you can't with me?"
"This is your compensation to me! Don't worry, I know my limits."
She flips off the blanket, yanks down his pants. His cock springs free, and she clamps it between her black-stockinged feet. Soles scorching hot, infused with her day's foot scent. Toes twist and pinch the head.
"Master~ You're hard so fast~ Wanna cum in your little wife's stockings~?"
Lin Xiaoyang gasps for air from the stimulation. Before he can speak, she bends down, deepthroats to the hilt. Throat contracting, gluck gluck sucking noisily.
Less than three minutes in, Lin Xiaoyang growls low: "No! I can't hold it!"
Su Yuqing stops instantly, opens her mouth to show it's empty. Tongue flicks the precum from her lip, grinning like a cat that got the cream: "First cup of milk? That's me full~"
Second wave: Lin Hongyi (7:45)
Su Yuqing's barely slipped out when the door opens again.
Lin Hongyi in a black silk nightgown, flesh-colored garter stockings, barefoot padding across the carpet—like an elegant leopardess.
She flips the blanket, mounts his face. Pussy seals over his mouth, juices flooding in: "Baby, godma's staying over tonight~ Already told sis. What'd that little girl feed you earlier? Godma can smell it~"
Lin Xiaoyang struggles for breath, but his tongue instinctively laps up. Lin Hongyi grinds her hips, shoving her pussy deeper: "Ah~ Deeper~ Godma's pussy is full of water that's been missing you~"
Her other hand grips his just-cum-but-hard-again cock. Flesh-colored stocking toes crush his balls: "How many times did you shoot today? Tell me! Did you cum for that little slut?!"
Lin Xiaoyang mumbles desperately into her: "No way! I can't. I wouldn't dare—the doctor said a full month!"
Lin Hongyi flips to 69, deepthroats his cock, throat squeezing like it'll drain him dry.
His cock twitches unnaturally in her mouth. Lin Hongyi yanks his ball sack hard!
"Ow!!" The sudden pain kills Lin Xiaoyang's building climax.
She swallows the precum, looks up licking her lips: "How's that? Godma's flavor thicker than hers, right~?"
Third wave: Su Yuqing strikes back (8:20)
Lin Hongyi's just left when Su Yuqing sneaks back, locks the door this time. Flips Lin Xiaoyang over, straps on a dildo from behind. Fucks him while biting his ear: "Master~ Little wife's not satisfied yet~ Godma's pussy loose, right? Little wife's so tight~"
Fourth wave: Lin Hongyi's ultimate counter (9:05)
Lin Hongyi returns, catches Su Yuqing fucking Lin Xiaoyang, and joins right in. The three tangle into a mess. Lin Xiaoyang double-teamed front and back—Su Yuqing riding his face up front, Lin Hongyi riding his cock from behind. One wrings his balls mercilessly to block his release, the other clamps the shaft with her foot, pinching off the cum tube.
The massive pain blacks out Lin Xiaoyang completely. The women collapse on either side, each hugging an arm. His last thought before passing out: I'm fucking... gonna be played to death...
Nine-forty after dinner. Lin Xiaoyang finally stirs awake.
Lin Mother warmly insists: "Qingqing, Hongyi—no need to go home tonight, too late and unsafe!"
Su Yuqing's about to sweetly agree when her phone alarm blares curfew: "Su Yuqing! Get back now!"
Her face falls. She looks pitifully at Lin Xiaoyang: "I... I have to go..."
Lin Hongyi's lips curve in victory. She gently strokes his head: "Go on home safe, Qingqing~ Auntie'll stay and care for Xiaoyang. He's weak—needs someone watching at night."
Su Yuqing grits her teeth, no comeback. She glares daggers at Lin Hongyi and storms out, heels clicking clack clack clack.
Lin Hongyi smiles sweetly, escorting her to the elevator. Her face screams: Little girl, he's mine tonight.
Elevator doors open. Su Yuqing yanks Lin Hongyi's arm, smiling sweet but vicious: "Auntie, walk me out~ It's so dark at night, not safe. Xiaoyang needs rest—his parents are here, that's enough. Go home and rest, get your beauty sleep~"
Lin Hongyi's smile freezes: "......"
They stare each other down, neither letting go.
Elevator dings to the bottom.
In the tight space, tension thick enough to choke on.
Su Yuqing (smiling sweetly): "Auntie, your legs aren't great—cramps at night. Better go home and soak your feet~"
Lin Hongyi (smile not reaching her eyes): "Little girl with delicate skin—don't stay up late, or you'll break out, get wrinkles. No one'll marry you~"
Su Yuqing (grinds her toe in the elevator, heel deliberately stomping Lin Hongyi's foot): "Thanks for the concern~ My boyfriend says he loves how tender I am~"
Lin Hongyi (heel counters instantly, flesh-colored foot back crushing Su Yuqing's toes): "Yeah? Some men get tired of tender—they crave flavor~"
Elevator dings open. Both retract feet simultaneously—no victor. Su Yuqing steps out, Lin Hongyi hits the button.
Neither looks back.
Lin Xiaoyang lies in bed, phone in each hand, forehead slick with cold sweat. He agonizes over every reply, terrified of slipping up.
To Su Yuqing: [Good girl, sleep early. Rest up—we'll meet tomorrow.]
To Lin Hongyi: [Godma, parents are home—not convenient. I'll make it up tomorrow.]
He shoves the phone under his pillow, collapses like he's been wrung dry. One thought left: This life... is gonna kill me.