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I just got home late in the afternoon. Just put the car into the garage, entered the living room, heard his wife ask:
– Don’t you have your phone with you? Hoa called me and told me to call him forever but didn’t answer the phone.
– Oh yeah! Do you think your phone is in the trunk of the car like usual, but you forgot it at home? Did she say something wrong?
– It’s fun! I’m going to marry Tuan. I thought at the end of the year as if the whole family had discussed it, why was it in such a hurry, or was it… eating before the dinner? She told me to call her back.
– YES! Go take a shower. Are you going to have dinner with your grandparents tonight?
– His mother has gone to Vung Tau. Today Vladimir came to the mainland, so his mother and daughter came to pick him up. Con Na (Natasha’s intimate name – My grandson) loves it. He said he would bring gifts for his grandparents. I take a shower and then eat. I finished cooking.
– YES! Let me catch some cool breeze. How nóng is it today?
I took out my phone and went outside to get some fresh air. Sitting on the rocking chair, I dialed her phone.
On the other end, as soon as the bell rang to the song, there was a sentence “… the more we are apart, the more we love each other…” but I installed the ringtone on her phone, heard her reply right away, as if she were impatiently waiting for my call…
Why do you keep calling but you don’t answer the phone? The whole family is gone! Tuan had to get married earlier than expected. Because… the sage kept urging. Con Nhu has seen a belly already. Leave early so that there is another person, the other person comes to someone’s house to ask for a bride. Out here…
– OK! The day after tomorrow, he will be at home. Timely?
– Yes!
The reason why my sister and I only talk to each other on the phone is empty, but still sisters and brothers when my wife is beside me because of the following secret reasons.
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My parents are infertile, only have 2 sons. I am second, 8 years younger than my brother. When I was 16, my brother had a wife and 2 children (4 years old Vu & 2 year old son), my family received news that my brother had died in the battlefield. The whole family was sad and depressed, especially my mother and sister. The pain of a mother losing her child and a wife losing her husband is indescribable. Just a year later, my mother and then my father passed away. In the house, only my sister and I are adults with two children. When I was 18, I lifted my youthful shoulders to carry all the heavy work in the house. From plowing and harrowing the fields to grinding and pounding rice, I dedicate myself to supporting my sister-in-law. I went to university in the inner city, but after school or on holidays, I go home to do everything. She loves me very much and I treat her like my sister. There’s one thing that always bothers me a lot.
You are so young (6 years older than me) if you walk again, what will happen to me and my grandchildren???
Once, when two sisters pounded rice (In my hometown, they pounded rice with a seesaw-type mortar), standing right behind her, I hesitated:
– Please don’t get married. If she got married, with whom would Vu and Hoan’s son live? I still have to go to school and work, but I can’t stay at home forever…
She laughed out loud and said:
– Take care of yourself! I don’t think about that. As for the land, and the grandparents’ house, and the incense smoke on the New Year’s anniversary, and the two grandchildren and even uncle, who can replace me that you have to take care of.
– Yes! Then I feel secure, confident…
Then I got married in the same village. My wife (named Thai), none other than my sister-in-law’s maternal cousin. After marrying me, both my sister and my wife seemed difficult and embarrassed to address each other. I said: “The boat follows the helm, both sisters must follow their husbands to address each other’s positions. But what is there to be afraid of?”
From then on, my wife called her sister and called her sister. In terms of age, she is 6 years older than me, 12 years older than my wife.
After two years of marriage, my wife gave birth to a daughter (Quynh). But because of illness, my wife had both ovaries removed. That means you can’t have children anymore. Knowing I was sad, my wife often advised me to get another wife. Even so, I know my wife is very sad. How about you? She said:
– Ouch! What does the other wife and child do for… ruin the house. That’s Vu! Just think of it as a child. Everything after that he has to take care of. I am honorable!
And then I had no more intentions.
I moved to Saigon for work and brought my wife and daughter with me. But every year, on the anniversary of the death of my parents and brother, the whole family goes to the North, back to the countryside with my sister and grandchildren.
Five guys Vu finished 2 years of Mechanical Intermediate. She said:
– Let him get married, then he can go anywhere.
So she chose a villager wife for him. Her name is Minh, Minh’s parents are much older than my oldest brother. She is also beautiful, good, healthy and takes care of everything. My sister loves and pampers her daughter-in-law very much. Mother-in-law, daughter-in-law are twisted and happy like blood. After 1 year, when her daughter-in-law gave birth to her first daughter, she was very happy, named her Minh Nguyet and always enjoyed the proverb “deep fields, buffaloes are not as good as the first daughter”. Once, both she and Minh over the phone wanted me to bring Vu to Saigon.
– I brought Vu to Saigon to tutor, teach and take care of him. Even Hoan. When I raised him, I gave him a job to take care of, then get married and give him a husband for the grandchildren. I only have an uncle to send it to.
Vu is very handsome, with all the features of his father and uncle. Just been in SG for 1 year, then got into a relationship.
I’m very upset.
I’m so mad at it!
I curse at my nephew whenever I think of or mention his name.
Then the two of them disappeared before me without leaving a trace. Listen to the neighbors next to her house, Vu and her family have crossed the border to the US.
I lamented, “So there are no heirs!”
I feel guilty to my sister, to my niece-in-law and to my parents, to my brother. I blame myself.
My sister-in-law knew about it through my wife because the two often called each other, not hiding anything from each other.
She told me over the phone, her voice choked with tears…
– It’s my fault, it’s my fault. Because I asked you to bring it to SG. Who know…
The day of TBLS is coming (July 27), which is also the day that my family celebrates my brother’s death anniversary, my wife said:
– Maybe this year, I can only go back to my hometown alone. I still have to take care of the house and my work doesn’t stop but I can’t go. He went out for a few days, just resting, visiting friends, they were busy repairing the house to help her make peace, but it was only her and Hoan’s son, and his daughter-in-law was busy with small children…
I discussed it with my sister.
I went to the North, turned around to help her with things that needed men’s strength. After the death anniversary, I told her:
– Vu left home like that. It’s like it doesn’t exist anymore. The mothers, children, and grandchildren out here have a hard time. Or are you and your grandchildren going to SG with you and your wife…
– You can’t say that. Grandparents and uncle are dead. The house, the garden land… and the relatives, the graves are still here, but the uncle is not at home. I could not leave. Aunt Thai also told me about it many times. But I think that even if I live or die, no matter how hard I work, I will not leave home, leave the door. So why don’t you think about moving here?
I held my voice because she was so right.
The next day, the whole family was gone, just me and my sister. Two sisters sitting at the table drinking water and talking. For a while, I saw her twirling the tea cup in her hand, staring at the sunny courtyard without saying a word. I told:
– If you have something to fish, just say it. If it’s difficult, we help, if it’s difficult, we will discuss how to solve it…
“It’s not difficult, uncle. The economy is also good, three adults only have to support one child. Thank goodness, baby Minh Nguyet is also healthy, not sick, spending time like other children. 4 years old and very smart. But… She left the sentence hanging.
– What’s up, sister?
Still not looking at me, she took a sip of tea, then said:
– There’s something I love about my grandparents, I love you and I love you so much. There are no men in this house? Then she hugged her face and cried.
Startled, I stood up and walked over to sit next to her. He put his hand on her shoulder and patted her gently as if to comfort her. She rested her head on my shoulder, sobbing even more. I felt my shoulder warm with tears. I tightened my hand and pulled her to me as a sympathy, sharing and protection. She rubbed her face on my shoulder to wipe away the tears. Suddenly, she looked up straight into my eyes, her eyes were red and watery…
– Or is…
Then she said quickly as if she was afraid of being interrupted by me:
– Or you let your sister give birth to you. If God loves, he will give birth to a son to follow…
I couldn’t say anything. Just awkwardly holding her in his arms and squeezing. She let me hug and kiss her hair. Then she raised her face to receive my kiss on the eyes and cheeks and then we both stopped at the mouth to kiss deeply into each other’s mouths. I took the initiative to help her into the inner room. She took the initiative to lie on her back on the bed, her legs hanging on the ground, and hurriedly took off all her clothes. I eagerly looked at her naked, white, and voluptuous body. The breasts are late but still pink and white on the chest, the belly is slim and the pubic is raised high, waiting. I quickly took off my clothes and knelt down to kiss her crotch. The thick hairs challenged my tongue to wriggle, find a way to pan, to sweep along the slit of my lust-soaked pussy.
She groaned softly.
“Oh… oh… ah… ah… I like… monk… nah… so happy…”. Then she reached down and pulled my head. I ran my tongue up her belly, up her breast. My hands are massaging both of her erect breasts, my mouth and hers are instinctively sucking each other. I pulled her legs onto the bed and stretched her crotch. As soon as she brought her head to the edge of her cunt, she saw her push her butt up and screw my butt down. My penis is as hard as a chisel due to not being fucked for a long time (because my wife has had her ovaries removed since the day she had her ovaries removed, so she has little desire and every time she fucks, she has to be drenched with chemical lubricant bought at the drugstore) so when As soon as my cock slipped deep into my pussy, I was pounding like wood, the bed was shaking like it was about to fall after each blow. She groaned and said as if there was no one there:
– Ah… ah… ah! Happy… so happy! Stronger…press harder…
I pinched my butt to release the sperm that had accumulated for a long time deep into her uterus. When she felt the first drops of my sperm shoot into her vagina, she howled:
– In… in! Put it all in!! Huh…huh…i want so much my dear! I want to have a baby with you…
Seeing her surprised and happy, she called me brother and called me brother. I feel so happy and I seem to have made up for it.
– Give it to me! He also wants to have more children. As much as possible.
She hugged me. Nod your head and whisper:
– I want and will give you many children.
At that time, I was 36 years old and she was 42 years old.
The next day, when I was tired, lying next to each other, I said:
– If I am pregnant, should I make it public? There are also many cases of sister-in-law, brother-in-law becoming husband and wife. I like to make it public, but I’m afraid that Thai will be sad…
– Are you crazy? How can it be made public? What about relatives and villages? It is better to have a reputation of being pregnant but not being ridiculed by a sister-in-law, a brother-in-law openly giving birth to each other. What about Thai? You rest assured! It was Thai who suggested and urged me on this. Thai told me: You help me give him a son. My sisters fell under the sieve, but decided not to let the rice shoot out for the world.
Ah! Oh! No wonder my wife (Thai) repeatedly probed me and many times hinted at her name Hoa. Thai said: “I wish I was or like you so that I could give birth. You can’t let her get married…” Hearing that, I kept thinking that my wife was worried that if my sister-in-law got married, my family’s house, garden, etc. would no longer exist.
Before the day I went back to SG, she hugged me tightly and whispered:
– I have a feeling I will be pregnant. You can rest assured to go there with Thai mother and child. Something I’ll call in. Ah! But it is forbidden to leave the phone like the previous times. Making people sad…
I got married, my sister-in-law is now my wife, who always wishes to have children for me.
Right 1 month later, Thai happily asked me:
– Hoa is pregnant, does your husband know?
I called out, heard a very happy voice:
– I want to hide from my husband until the 3rd and 4th month of pregnancy to bring my belly to Saigon to arrest my husband.
Then my husband and I welcomed him to Saigon and stayed until he gave birth to my son Tuan. Until Cu Tuan was full of age and that was when his daughter-in-law (Minh) called to ask her mother out. Baby Minh Nguyet has gone to school and must have her grandmother at home to feel secure.
Once we’ve moved to the North, Thai and I take turns going out every year, never having a chance to be absent. Years and a half later, Hoa got pregnant again and gave birth to a daughter named Binh.
In a hurry, now my eldest son is married.
As for my next children, I will… reveal to share my happiness with everyone later!
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I just got home late in the afternoon. Just put the car into the garage, entered the living room, heard his wife ask:
- Don't you have your phone with you? Hoa called me and told me to call him forever but didn't answer the phone.
– Oh yeah! Do you think your phone is in the trunk of the car like usual, but you forgot it at home? Did she say something wrong?
- It's fun! I'm going to marry Tuan. I thought at the end of the year as if the whole family had discussed it, why was it in such a hurry, or was it… eating before the dinner? She told me to call her back.
- YES! Go take a shower. Are you going to have dinner with your grandparents tonight?
- His mother has gone to Vung Tau. Today Vladimir came to the mainland, so his mother and daughter came to pick him up. Con Na (Natasha's intimate name – My grandson) loves it. He said he would bring gifts for his grandparents. I take a shower and then eat. I finished cooking.
- YES! Let me catch some cool breeze. How nóng is it today?
I took out my phone and went outside to get some fresh air. Sitting on the rocking chair, I dialed her phone.
On the other end, as soon as the bell rang to the song, there was a sentence "... the more we are apart, the more we love each other..." but I installed the ringtone on her phone, heard her reply right away, as if she were impatiently waiting for my call...
Why do you keep calling but you don't answer the phone? The whole family is gone! Tuan had to get married earlier than expected. Because… the sage kept urging. Con Nhu has seen a belly already. Leave early so that there is another person, the other person comes to someone's house to ask for a bride. Out here…
- OK! The day after tomorrow, he will be at home. Timely?
- Yes!
The reason why my sister and I only talk to each other on the phone is empty, but still sisters and brothers when my wife is beside me because of the following secret reasons.
… You are reading the story Children at the source: https://www.sex-shoponline.net/nhung-dua-con/
My parents are infertile, only have 2 sons. I am second, 8 years younger than my brother. When I was 16, my brother had a wife and 2 children (4 years old Vu & 2 year old son), my family received news that my brother had died in the battlefield. The whole family was sad and depressed, especially my mother and sister. The pain of a mother losing her child and a wife losing her husband is indescribable. Just a year later, my mother and then my father passed away. In the house, only my sister and I are adults with two children. When I was 18, I lifted my youthful shoulders to carry all the heavy work in the house. From plowing and harrowing the fields to grinding and pounding rice, I dedicate myself to supporting my sister-in-law. I went to university in the inner city, but after school or on holidays, I go home to do everything. She loves me very much and I treat her like my sister. There's one thing that always bothers me a lot.
You are so young (6 years older than me) if you walk again, what will happen to me and my grandchildren???
Once, when two sisters pounded rice (In my hometown, they pounded rice with a seesaw-type mortar), standing right behind her, I hesitated:
- Please don't get married. If she got married, with whom would Vu and Hoan's son live? I still have to go to school and work, but I can't stay at home forever...
She laughed out loud and said:
- Take care of yourself! I don't think about that. As for the land, and the grandparents' house, and the incense smoke on the New Year's anniversary, and the two grandchildren and even uncle, who can replace me that you have to take care of.
- Yes! Then I feel secure, confident…
Then I got married in the same village. My wife (named Thai), none other than my sister-in-law's maternal cousin. After marrying me, both my sister and my wife seemed difficult and embarrassed to address each other. I said: “The boat follows the helm, both sisters must follow their husbands to address each other's positions. But what is there to be afraid of?"
From then on, my wife called her sister and called her sister. In terms of age, she is 6 years older than me, 12 years older than my wife.
After two years of marriage, my wife gave birth to a daughter (Quynh). But because of illness, my wife had both ovaries removed. That means you can't have children anymore. Knowing I was sad, my wife often advised me to get another wife. Even so, I know my wife is very sad. How about you? She said:
– Ouch! What does the other wife and child do for… ruin the house. That's Vu! Just think of it as a child. Everything after that he has to take care of. I am honorable!
And then I had no more intentions.
I moved to Saigon for work and brought my wife and daughter with me. But every year, on the anniversary of the death of my parents and brother, the whole family goes to the North, back to the countryside with my sister and grandchildren.
Five guys Vu finished 2 years of Mechanical Intermediate. She said:
- Let him get married, then he can go anywhere.
So she chose a villager wife for him. Her name is Minh, Minh's parents are much older than my oldest brother. She is also beautiful, good, healthy and takes care of everything. My sister loves and pampers her daughter-in-law very much. Mother-in-law, daughter-in-law are twisted and happy like blood. After 1 year, when her daughter-in-law gave birth to her first daughter, she was very happy, named her Minh Nguyet and always enjoyed the proverb "deep fields, buffaloes are not as good as the first daughter". Once, both she and Minh over the phone wanted me to bring Vu to Saigon.
– I brought Vu to Saigon to tutor, teach and take care of him. Even Hoan. When I raised him, I gave him a job to take care of, then get married and give him a husband for the grandchildren. I only have an uncle to send it to.
Vu is very handsome, with all the features of his father and uncle. Just been in SG for 1 year, then got into a relationship.
I'm very upset.
I'm so mad at it!
I curse at my nephew whenever I think of or mention his name.
Then the two of them disappeared before me without leaving a trace. Listen to the neighbors next to her house, Vu and her family have crossed the border to the US.
I lamented, “So there are no heirs!”
I feel guilty to my sister, to my niece-in-law and to my parents, to my brother. I blame myself.
My sister-in-law knew about it through my wife because the two often called each other, not hiding anything from each other.
She told me over the phone, her voice choked with tears…
- It's my fault, it's my fault. Because I asked you to bring it to SG. Who know…
The day of TBLS is coming (July 27), which is also the day that my family celebrates my brother's death anniversary, my wife said:
- Maybe this year, I can only go back to my hometown alone. I still have to take care of the house and my work doesn't stop but I can't go. He went out for a few days, just resting, visiting friends, they were busy repairing the house to help her make peace, but it was only her and Hoan's son, and his daughter-in-law was busy with small children...
I discussed it with my sister.
I went to the North, turned around to help her with things that needed men's strength. After the death anniversary, I told her:
- Vu left home like that. It's like it doesn't exist anymore. The mothers, children, and grandchildren out here have a hard time. Or are you and your grandchildren going to SG with you and your wife…
- You can't say that. Grandparents and uncle are dead. The house, the garden land... and the relatives, the graves are still here, but the uncle is not at home. I could not leave. Aunt Thai also told me about it many times. But I think that even if I live or die, no matter how hard I work, I will not leave home, leave the door. So why don't you think about moving here?
I held my voice because she was so right.
The next day, the whole family was gone, just me and my sister. Two sisters sitting at the table drinking water and talking. For a while, I saw her twirling the tea cup in her hand, staring at the sunny courtyard without saying a word. I told:
- If you have something to fish, just say it. If it's difficult, we help, if it's difficult, we will discuss how to solve it...
"It's not difficult, uncle. The economy is also good, three adults only have to support one child. Thank goodness, baby Minh Nguyet is also healthy, not sick, spending time like other children. 4 years old and very smart. But… She left the sentence hanging.
- What's up, sister?
Still not looking at me, she took a sip of tea, then said:
- There's something I love about my grandparents, I love you and I love you so much. There are no men in this house? Then she hugged her face and cried.
Startled, I stood up and walked over to sit next to her. He put his hand on her shoulder and patted her gently as if to comfort her. She rested her head on my shoulder, sobbing even more. I felt my shoulder warm with tears. I tightened my hand and pulled her to me as a sympathy, sharing and protection. She rubbed her face on my shoulder to wipe away the tears. Suddenly, she looked up straight into my eyes, her eyes were red and watery...
- Or is…
Then she said quickly as if she was afraid of being interrupted by me:
– Or you let your sister give birth to you. If God loves, he will give birth to a son to follow...
I couldn't say anything. Just awkwardly holding her in his arms and squeezing. She let me hug and kiss her hair. Then she raised her face to receive my kiss on the eyes and cheeks and then we both stopped at the mouth to kiss deeply into each other's mouths. I took the initiative to help her into the inner room. She took the initiative to lie on her back on the bed, her legs hanging on the ground, and hurriedly took off all her clothes. I eagerly looked at her naked, white, and voluptuous body. The breasts are late but still pink and white on the chest, the belly is slim and the pubic is raised high, waiting. I quickly took off my clothes and knelt down to kiss her crotch. The thick hairs challenged my tongue to wriggle, find a way to pan, to sweep along the slit of my lust-soaked pussy.
She groaned softly.
“Oh… oh… ah… ah… I like… monk… nah… so happy…”. Then she reached down and pulled my head. I ran my tongue up her belly, up her breast. My hands are massaging both of her erect breasts, my mouth and hers are instinctively sucking each other. I pulled her legs onto the bed and stretched her crotch. As soon as she brought her head to the edge of her cunt, she saw her push her butt up and screw my butt down. My penis is as hard as a chisel due to not being fucked for a long time (because my wife has had her ovaries removed since the day she had her ovaries removed, so she has little desire and every time she fucks, she has to be drenched with chemical lubricant bought at the drugstore) so when As soon as my cock slipped deep into my pussy, I was pounding like wood, the bed was shaking like it was about to fall after each blow. She groaned and said as if there was no one there:
– Ah… ah… ah! Happy… so happy! Stronger…press harder…
I pinched my butt to release the sperm that had accumulated for a long time deep into her uterus. When she felt the first drops of my sperm shoot into her vagina, she howled:
– In… in! Put it all in!! Huh…huh…i want so much my dear! I want to have a baby with you...
Seeing her surprised and happy, she called me brother and called me brother. I feel so happy and I seem to have made up for it.
- Give it to me! He also wants to have more children. As much as possible.
She hugged me. Nod your head and whisper:
– I want and will give you many children.
At that time, I was 36 years old and she was 42 years old.
The next day, when I was tired, lying next to each other, I said:
- If I am pregnant, should I make it public? There are also many cases of sister-in-law, brother-in-law becoming husband and wife. I like to make it public, but I'm afraid that Thai will be sad...
- Are you crazy? How can it be made public? What about relatives and villages? It is better to have a reputation of being pregnant but not being ridiculed by a sister-in-law, a brother-in-law openly giving birth to each other. What about Thai? You rest assured! It was Thai who suggested and urged me on this. Thai told me: You help me give him a son. My sisters fell under the sieve, but decided not to let the rice shoot out for the world.
Ah! Oh! No wonder my wife (Thai) repeatedly probed me and many times hinted at her name Hoa. Thai said: "I wish I was or like you so that I could give birth. You can't let her get married..." Hearing that, I kept thinking that my wife was worried that if my sister-in-law got married, my family's house, garden, etc. would no longer exist.
Before the day I went back to SG, she hugged me tightly and whispered:
- I have a feeling I will be pregnant. You can rest assured to go there with Thai mother and child. Something I'll call in. Ah! But it is forbidden to leave the phone like the previous times. Making people sad…
I got married, my sister-in-law is now my wife, who always wishes to have children for me.
Right 1 month later, Thai happily asked me:
- Hoa is pregnant, does your husband know?
I called out, heard a very happy voice:
– I want to hide from my husband until the 3rd and 4th month of pregnancy to bring my belly to Saigon to arrest my husband.
Then my husband and I welcomed him to Saigon and stayed until he gave birth to my son Tuan. Until Cu Tuan was full of age and that was when his daughter-in-law (Minh) called to ask her mother out. Baby Minh Nguyet has gone to school and must have her grandmother at home to feel secure.
Once we've moved to the North, Thai and I take turns going out every year, never having a chance to be absent. Years and a half later, Hoa got pregnant again and gave birth to a daughter named Binh.
In a hurry, now my eldest son is married.
As for my next children, I will… reveal to share my happiness with everyone later!
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I just got home late in the afternoon. Just put the car into the garage, entered the living room, heard his wife ask:
– Don’t you have your phone with you? Hoa called me and told me to call him forever but didn’t answer the phone.
– Oh yeah! Do you think your phone is in the trunk of the car like usual, but you forgot it at home? Did she say something wrong?
– It’s fun! I’m going to marry Tuan. I thought at the end of the year as if the whole family had discussed it, why was it in such a hurry, or was it… eating before the dinner? She told me to call her back.
– YES! Go take a shower. Are you going to have dinner with your grandparents tonight?
– His mother has gone to Vung Tau. Today Vladimir came to the mainland, so his mother and daughter came to pick him up. Con Na (Natasha’s intimate name – My grandson) loves it. He said he would bring gifts for his grandparents. I take a shower and then eat. I finished cooking.
– YES! Let me catch some cool breeze. How hot is it today?
I took out my phone and went outside to get some fresh air. Sitting on the rocking chair, I dialed her phone.
On the other end, as soon as the bell rang to the song, there was a sentence “… the more we are apart, the more we love each other…” but I installed the ringtone on her phone, heard her reply right away, as if she were impatiently waiting for my call…
Why do you keep calling but you don’t answer the phone? The whole family is gone! Tuan had to get married earlier than expected. Because… the sage kept urging. Con Nhu has seen a belly already. Leave early so that there is another person, the other person comes to someone’s house to ask for a bride. Out here…
– OK! The day after tomorrow, he will be at home. Timely?
– Yes!
The reason why my sister and I only talk to each other on the phone is empty, but still sisters and brothers when my wife is beside me because of the following secret reasons.
… You are reading the story Children at the source: https://www.sex-shoponline.net/nhung-dua-con/
My parents are infertile, only have 2 sons. I am second, 8 years younger than my brother. When I was 16, my brother had a wife and 2 children (4 years old Vu & 2 year old son), my family received news that my brother had died in the battlefield. The whole family was sad and depressed, especially my mother and sister. The pain of a mother losing her child and a wife losing her husband is indescribable. Just a year later, my mother and then my father passed away. In the house, only my sister and I are adults with two children. When I was 18, I lifted my youthful shoulders to carry all the heavy work in the house. From plowing and harrowing the fields to grinding and pounding rice, I dedicate myself to supporting my sister-in-law. I went to university in the inner city, but after school or on holidays, I go home to do everything. She loves me very much and I treat her like my sister. There’s one thing that always bothers me a lot.
You are so young (6 years older than me) if you walk again, what will happen to me and my grandchildren???
Once, when two sisters pounded rice (In my hometown, they pounded rice with a seesaw-type mortar), standing right behind her, I hesitated:
– Please don’t get married. If she got married, with whom would Vu and Hoan’s son live? I still have to go to school and work, but I can’t stay at home forever…
She laughed out loud and said:
– Take care of yourself! I don’t think about that. As for the land, and the grandparents’ house, and the incense smoke on the New Year’s anniversary, and the two grandchildren and even uncle, who can replace me that you have to take care of.
– Yes! Then I feel secure, confident…
Then I got married in the same village. My wife (named Thai), none other than my sister-in-law’s maternal cousin. After marrying me, both my sister and my wife seemed difficult and embarrassed to address each other. I said: “The boat follows the helm, both sisters must follow their husbands to address each other’s positions. But what is there to be afraid of?”
From then on, my wife called her sister and called her sister. In terms of age, she is 6 years older than me, 12 years older than my wife.
After two years of marriage, my wife gave birth to a daughter (Quynh). But because of illness, my wife had both ovaries removed. That means you can’t have children anymore. Knowing I was sad, my wife often advised me to get another wife. Even so, I know my wife is very sad. How about you? She said:
– Ouch! What does the other wife and child do for… ruin the house. That’s Vu! Just think of it as a child. Everything after that he has to take care of. I am honorable!
And then I had no more intentions.
I moved to Saigon for work and brought my wife and daughter with me. But every year, on the anniversary of the death of my parents and brother, the whole family goes to the North, back to the countryside with my sister and grandchildren.
Five guys Vu finished 2 years of Mechanical Intermediate. She said:
– Let him get married, then he can go anywhere.
So she chose a villager wife for him. Her name is Minh, Minh’s parents are much older than my oldest brother. She is also beautiful, good, healthy and takes care of everything. My sister loves and pampers her daughter-in-law very much. Mother-in-law, daughter-in-law are twisted and happy like blood. After 1 year, when her daughter-in-law gave birth to her first daughter, she was very happy, named her Minh Nguyet and always enjoyed the proverb “deep fields, buffaloes are not as good as the first daughter”. Once, both she and Minh over the phone wanted me to bring Vu to Saigon.
– I brought Vu to Saigon to tutor, teach and take care of him. Even Hoan. When I raised him, I gave him a job to take care of, then get married and give him a husband for the grandchildren. I only have an uncle to send it to.
Vu is very handsome, with all the features of his father and uncle. Just been in SG for 1 year, then got into a relationship.
I’m very upset.
I’m so mad at it!
I curse at my nephew whenever I think of or mention his name.
Then the two of them disappeared before me without leaving a trace. Listen to the neighbors next to her house, Vu and her family have crossed the border to the US.
I lamented, “So there are no heirs!”
I feel guilty to my sister, to my niece-in-law and to my parents, to my brother. I blame myself.
My sister-in-law knew about it through my wife because the two often called each other, not hiding anything from each other.
She told me over the phone, her voice choked with tears…
– It’s my fault, it’s my fault. Because I asked you to bring it to SG. Who know…
The day of TBLS is coming (July 27), which is also the day that my family celebrates my brother’s death anniversary, my wife said:
– Maybe this year, I can only go back to my hometown alone. I still have to take care of the house and my work doesn’t stop but I can’t go. He went out for a few days, just resting, visiting friends, they were busy repairing the house to help her make peace, but it was only her and Hoan’s son, and his daughter-in-law was busy with small children…
I discussed it with my sister.
I went to the North, turned around to help her with things that needed men’s strength. After the death anniversary, I told her:
– Vu left home like that. It’s like it doesn’t exist anymore. The mothers, children, and grandchildren out here have a hard time. Or are you and your grandchildren going to SG with you and your wife…
– You can’t say that. Grandparents and uncle are dead. The house, the garden land… and the relatives, the graves are still here, but the uncle is not at home. I could not leave. Aunt Thai also told me about it many times. But I think that even if I live or die, no matter how hard I work, I will not leave home, leave the door. So why don’t you think about moving here?
I held my voice because she was so right.
The next day, the whole family was gone, just me and my sister. Two sisters sitting at the table drinking water and talking. For a while, I saw her twirling the tea cup in her hand, staring at the sunny courtyard without saying a word. I told:
– If you have something to fish, just say it. If it’s difficult, we help, if it’s difficult, we will discuss how to solve it…
“It’s not difficult, uncle. The economy is also good, three adults only have to support one child. Thank goodness, baby Minh Nguyet is also healthy, not sick, spending time like other children. 4 years old and very smart. But… She left the sentence hanging.
– What’s up, sister?
Still not looking at me, she took a sip of tea, then said:
– There’s something I love about my grandparents, I love you and I love you so much. There are no men in this house? Then she hugged her face and cried.
Startled, I stood up and walked over to sit next to her. He put his hand on her shoulder and patted her gently as if to comfort her. She rested her head on my shoulder, sobbing even more. I felt my shoulder warm with tears. I tightened my hand and pulled her to me as a sympathy, sharing and protection. She rubbed her face on my shoulder to wipe away the tears. Suddenly, she looked up straight into my eyes, her eyes were red and watery…
– Or is…
Then she said quickly as if she was afraid of being interrupted by me:
– Or you let your sister give birth to you. If God loves, he will give birth to a son to follow…
I couldn’t say anything. Just awkwardly holding her in his arms and squeezing. She let me hug and kiss her hair. Then she raised her face to receive my kiss on the eyes and cheeks and then we both stopped at the mouth to kiss deeply into each other’s mouths. I took the initiative to help her into the inner room. She took the initiative to lie on her back on the bed, her legs hanging on the ground, and hurriedly took off all her clothes. I eagerly looked at her naked, white, and voluptuous body. The breasts are late but still pink and white on the chest, the belly is slim and the pubic is raised high, waiting. I quickly took off my clothes and knelt down to kiss her crotch. The thick hairs challenged my tongue to wriggle, find a way to pan, to sweep along the slit of my lust-soaked pussy.
She groaned softly.
“Oh… oh… ah… ah… I like… monk… nah… so happy…”. Then she reached down and pulled my head. I ran my tongue up her belly, up her breast. My hands are massaging both of her erect breasts, my mouth and hers are instinctively sucking each other. I pulled her legs onto the bed and stretched her crotch. As soon as she brought her head to the edge of her cunt, she saw her push her butt up and screw my butt down. My penis is as hard as a chisel due to not being fucked for a long time (because my wife has had her ovaries removed since the day she had her ovaries removed, so she has little desire and every time she fucks, she has to be drenched with chemical lubricant bought at the drugstore) so when As soon as my cock slipped deep into my pussy, I was pounding like wood, the bed was shaking like it was about to fall after each blow. She groaned and said as if there was no one there:
– Ah… ah… ah! Happy… so happy! Stronger…press harder…
I pinched my butt to release the sperm that had accumulated for a long time deep into her uterus. When she felt the first drops of my sperm shoot into her vagina, she howled:
– In… in! Put it all in!! Huh…huh…i want so much my dear! I want to have a baby with you…
Seeing her surprised and happy, she called me brother and called me brother. I feel so happy and I seem to have made up for it.
– Give it to me! He also wants to have more children. As much as possible.
She hugged me. Nod your head and whisper:
– I want and will give you many children.
At that time, I was 36 years old and she was 42 years old.
The next day, when I was tired, lying next to each other, I said:
– If I am pregnant, should I make it public? There are also many cases of sister-in-law, brother-in-law becoming husband and wife. I like to make it public, but I’m afraid that Thai will be sad…
– Are you crazy? How can it be made public? What about relatives and villages? It is better to have a reputation of being pregnant but not being ridiculed by a sister-in-law, a brother-in-law openly giving birth to each other. What about Thai? You rest assured! It was Thai who suggested and urged me on this. Thai told me: You help me give him a son. My sisters fell under the sieve, but decided not to let the rice shoot out for the world.
Ah! Oh! No wonder my wife (Thai) repeatedly probed me and many times hinted at her name Hoa. Thai said: “I wish I was or like you so that I could give birth. You can’t let her get married…” Hearing that, I kept thinking that my wife was worried that if my sister-in-law got married, my family’s house, garden, etc. would no longer exist.
Before the day I went back to SG, she hugged me tightly and whispered:
– I have a feeling I will be pregnant. You can rest assured to go there with Thai mother and child. Something I’ll call in. Ah! But it is forbidden to leave the phone like the previous times. Making people sad…
I got married, my sister-in-law is now my wife, who always wishes to have children for me.
Right 1 month later, Thai happily asked me:
– Hoa is pregnant, does your husband know?
I called out, heard a very happy voice:
– I want to hide from my husband until the 3rd and 4th month of pregnancy to bring my belly to Saigon to arrest my husband.
Then my husband and I welcomed him to Saigon and stayed until he gave birth to my son Tuan. Until Cu Tuan was full of age and that was when his daughter-in-law (Minh) called to ask her mother out. Baby Minh Nguyet has gone to school and must have her grandmother at home to feel secure.
Once we’ve moved to the North, Thai and I take turns going out every year, never having a chance to be absent. Years and a half later, Hoa got pregnant again and gave birth to a daughter named Binh.
In a hurry, now my eldest son is married.
As for my next children, I will… reveal to share my happiness with everyone later!
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Phần 1
Chiều muộn tôi mới về tới nhà. Vừa cho xe vào Gara, bước vào phòng khách đã nghe vợ hỏi:
– Anh ko mang theo điện thoại à? Chị hòa gọi cho em bảo gọi anh mãi nhưng mà ko nghe máy.
– Ờ nhỉ! Anh cứ ngỡ điện thoại để ở cốp xe như mọi lúc hóa ra quên ở nhà à? Chị đó nói có chuyện gì ko?
– Chuyện vui nhưng mà! Sắp cưới thằng Tuấn rồi đấy. Tưởng tới cuối năm như cả nhà đã bàn nhưng mà sao vội thế, hay là… ăn cơm trước kẻng rồi? Chị đó bảo anh gọi lại cho chị đó đấy.
– Ừ! Anh đi tắm cái đã. Nhưng mà mẹ con nhà Quỳnh tối nay có sang ăn tối với ông bà ko hả mình?
– Mẹ con nó đi Vũng Tàu rồi. Hôm nay Vladimir vào lục địa nên mẹ con nó ra đón. Con Na (Tên thân tình của Natasa – Cháu ngoại tôi) thích lắm. Nó bảo sẽ mang quà về cho ông bà ngoại đấy. Mình tắm đi rồi ăn cơm. Em nấu xong cả rồi.
– Ừ! Để anh hứng gió mát một tí đã. Hôm nay sao nóng nhỉ.
Tôi lấy máy điện thoại, ra sân hóng gió. Ngồi trên ghế xích đu, tôi bấm máy gọi cho chị.
Đầu bên kia, vừa dứt tiếng chuông reo theo bài hát, có câu “… càng xa nhau ta càng thấy yêu nhau…” nhưng mà tôi setup nhạc chờ trong điện thoại của chị, đã nghe chị alô đáp lại ngay, cứ như đang thấp thỏm chờ tôi gọi vậy…
– Sao gọi mãi nhưng mà ko nghe máy thế? Cả nhà ra đi! Thằng Tuấn phải cưới sớm hơn dự trù. Vì… nhà thông gia cứ giục. Con Như đã thấy có bụng rồi. Ra sớm đấy để còn có người nọ, người kia sang nhà người ta có lời xin dâu. Ở ngoài này…
– Được rồi! Ngày kia, ngày kìa sẽ có mặt ở nhà. Kịp ko?
– Vâng!
Sở dĩ tôi với chị chỉ nói trống ko với nhau trên điện thoại, nhưng vẫn chị chị, em em lúc có vợ tôi kế bên vì có căn nguyên thầm kín như sau.
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Bố mẹ tôi hiếm muộn, chỉ có 2 đàn ông. Tôi là thứ hai, kém anh trai 8 tuổi. Lúc tôi 16, anh trai tôi đã có vợ và 2 đứa con (Thằng Vũ 4 tuổi & con Hoàn 2 tuổi), gia đình tôi nhận tin báo tử anh trai tôi hy sinh trong chiến trường. Cả nhà đều buồn và suy sụp, nhất là mẹ tôi và chị. Nỗi đau của người mẹ mất con, người vợ mất chồng ko gì tả nổi. Chỉ một năm sau là mẹ tôi rồi tới bố tôi tuần tự ra đi. Trong nhà chỉ còn chị và tôi là người lớn cùng hai đứa trẻ. Trai 18, tôi xốc đôi vai thanh xuân của mình gánh mọi việc nặng trong nhà. Từ cày, bừa đồng áng tới xay thóc, giã gạo tôi đều dành hết về mình để đỡ cho chị dâu. Học đại học ở nội thành nhưng cứ tan học hoặc ngày nghỉ là tôi về nhà làm mọi việc. Chị quý tôi lắm và tôi cứ coi chị như chị gái của mình vậy. Có một điều luôn làm tôi trằn trọc suy nghĩ nhiều lắm.
Chị còn trẻ thế (hơn tôi 6 tuổi) nếu chị đi bước nữa thì tôi và các cháu tôi sẽ ra sao???
Một lần, lúc hai chị em giã gạo (Quê tôi người ta giã gạo bằng cối giã kiểu cầu bập bênh), đứng ngay phía sau chị, tôi lưỡng lự:
– Chị hòa đừng đi lấy chồng nhé. Chị nhưng mà lấy chồng thì thằng Vũ, con Hoàn ở với người nào. Em thì còn phải đi học rồi đi làm chứ ko thể ở nhà mãi được…
Chị cười thành tiếng rồi bảo:
– Chú cứ lo xa! Tôi ko nghĩ tới chuyện đó đâu. Còn đất, còn nhà ông bà để lại, còn nhang khói ngày giỗ tết, còn hai cháu và còn cả chú nữa thì người nào thay được tôi nhưng mà chú phải lo.
– Vâng! Thế thì em mới yên tâm, vững dạ…
Rồi tôi lấy vợ cùng làng. Vợ tôi (tên là Thái), ko người nào khác, lại là chị họ bên ngoại của chị dâu tôi. Lấy tôi rồi, cả chị và vợ tôi đều có vẻ khó, ngại lúc xưng hô với nhau. Tôi bảo: “Thuyền theo lái, cả hai chị em phải theo chồng để xưng hô vai vế với nhau. Chứ có gì nhưng mà phải ngại?”.
Từ đó, vợ tôi xưng em và gọi chị là chị. Về tuổi tác thì chị hơn tôi những 6 tuổi, hơn vợ tôi 12 tuổi.
Cưới nhau được 2 năm thì vợ tôi sinh con gái (Quỳnh). Nhưng vì bệnh nên vợ tôi bị cắt bỏ cả hai buồng trứng. Tức là ko thể có con được nữa. Biết tôi buồn nên vợ tôi thường khuyên nhủ tôi lấy thêm vợ. Tuy nói vậy nhưng tôi biết vợ tôi buồn lắm. Còn chị? Chị bảo:
– Ối dào! Cứ vợ nọ, con kia làm gì cho… nát nhà. Thằng Vũ đấy! Chú cứ coi nó là con đi. Mọi việc sau này nó phải lo. Cháu đích tôn nhưng mà!
Rồi tôi cũng ko còn ý định gì nữa.
Tôi chuyển vào Sài Gòn công việc, đem theo cả vợ và con gái. Nhưng hàng năm, cứ tới ngày giỗ bố mẹ và anh là cả nhà lại ra Bắc, về quê cùng chị và các cháu.
Năm thằng Vũ học xong 2 năm Trung cấp cơ khí. Chị bảo:
– Cho nó cưới vợ xong thì đi đâu mới được đi.
Thế là chị chọn vợ là người làng cho nó. Tên con nhỏ là Minh, bố mẹ Minh hơn tuổi anh cả tôi nhiều. Con nhỏ cũng xinh, ngoan, khỏe và xốc vác mọi việc. Chị tô thích và chiều con dâu lắm. Mẹ chồng, con dâu cứ xoắn xuýt, vui vẻ như ruột thịt vậy. Được 1 năm, lúc con dâu sinh con gái đầu lòng, chị vui lắm, đặt tên cháu là Minh Nguyệt và luôn thích thú với câu tục ngữ ” Ruộng sâu, trâu nái ko bằng con gái đầu lòng”. Một lần, cả chị và Minh qua điện thoại đều muốn tôi đưa Vũ vào Sài Gòn ” Cho biết đó, biết đây và kiếm tiền dễ hơn ở quê “…
– Chú đưa thằng Vũ vào Sài Gòn nhưng mà kèm cặp, dạy dỗ và lo việc cho nó. Cả con Hoàn nữa. Tôi nuôi lớn thì ủy quyền chú lo công ăn việc làm rồi dựng vợ, gả chồng cho các cháu. Tôi chỉ có chú để gửi gắm thôi đấy nhé.
Thằng Vũ rất đẹp trai, mang đủ nét của bố và của chú. Mới vào SG được 1 năm thì dính chuyện yêu đương.
Tôi bực lắm.
Tôi giận nó lắm!
Tôi chửi thằng cháu mình bất kỳ lúc nào nghĩ tới hoặc người nào nhắc tới tên nó.
Rồi hai đứa mất hút trước tôi nhưng mà ko để lại tăm tích gì. Nghe những người láng giềng cạnh nhà con nhỏ nhưng mà thằng Vũ cùng cả nhà con nhỏ vượt biên qua Mỹ rồi.
Tôi than vãn: “Thế là hết người nối dõi!”
Tôi thấy mình có lỗi với chị, với cháu dâu và có tội với bố mẹ tôi, với anh trai tôi. Tôi có lỗi với chính mình.
Chị dâu tôi biết chuyện qua vợ tôi vì hai người thường gọi điện cho nhau, ko giấu nhau điều gì.
Chị nói với tôi qua điện thoại, giọng nghẹn lại trong tiếng khóc…
– Lỗi tại tôi, tội ở tôi. Vì tôi đã nhờ chú đưa nó vào SG. Ngờ đâu…
Sắp tới ngày TBLS (27/7), cũng là ngày nhưng mà nhà tôi lấy làm ngày giỗ anh tôi, vợ tôi bảo:
– Có nhẽ năm nay chỉ một mình anh về quê được thôi mình ạ. Em còn phải coi ngó nhà cửa và công việc bên em chẳng dứt ra nhưng mà đi được. Anh cứ ra mấy ngày, vừa ngơi nghỉ, thăm thú bè bạn, họ mạc với lại thu vén việc tu chỉnh nhà cửa giúp chị hòa chứ mỗi mình chị đó với con Hoàn, còn con dâu bận cháu nhỏ thì…
Em đã bàn với chị hòa rồi.
Tôi ra Bắc, lại xoay trần ra làm giúp chị những việc cần sức vóc đàn ông. Sau ngày giỗ, tôi bảo với chị:
– Thằng Vũ bỏ nhà như thế. Coi như ko có nó nữa. Mấy mẹ con, bà cháu chị ở ngoài này vất vả quá. Hay là chị và các cháu vào SG với vợ chồng em…
– Chú nói thế ko được. Ông bà và anh chú mất rồi. Nhà cửa, đất vườn… rồi họ hàng, mồ mả còn đây nhưng mà chú đâu có ở nhà. Tôi bỏ đi ko đành. Thím Thái cũng nói với tôi chuyện đó nhiều lần. Nhưng tôi nghĩ dù sống chết, dù vất vả mấy tôi cũng ko bỏ nhà, bỏ cửa. Thế sao chú ko nghĩ chuyển nhà về đây?
Tôi nín giọng vì chị nói đúng quá.
Hôm sau, cả nhà vắng hết, chỉ còn tôi và chị. Hai chị em ngồi bên bàn uống nước nói chuyện. Một hồi, thấy chị cứ xoay xoay chén trà trong tay, mắt đăm đăm nhìn ra sân đầy nắng nhưng mà ko nói lời nào. Tôi bảo:
– Có gì cấn cá thì chị cứ nói ra. Khó khăn thì chúng em giúp, khó nữa thì cùng bàn tìm cách tháo gỡ…
– Ko có gì khó khăn đâu, chú ạ. Kinh tế thì cũng ổn, ba người lớn làm chỉ phải nuôi một đứa nhỏ. Ơn giời, con nhỏ Minh Nguyệt cũng khỏe khoắn, chả ốm đau, sài đẹn như con nhà khác. 4 tuổi nhưng mà khôn nhanh lắm. Có điều… Chị bỏ lửng câu nói.
– Sao hả chị?
Vẫn ko nhìn tôi, chị nhấp một ngụm nước trà, rồi nói:
– Có điều thương ông bà, thương anh và thương chú quá. Cái nhà này rồi ko có đàn ông nữa ư? Rồi chị ôm mặt khóc to.
Tôi hốt hoảng đứng dậy, bước sang ngồi cạnh chị. Đặt tay lên vai chị, vỗ nhè nhẹ như xoa dịu. Chị ngả đầu vào vai tôi, càng nức nở hơn. Tôi cảm thấy vai mình ấm ướt vì nước mắt. Tôi càng vít tay kéo chị giáp về phía mình như một sự thương cảm, san sẻ và chở che. Chị dụi mặt vào vai tôi để lau nước mắt. Bất thần, chị ngửng lên nhìn thẳng vào mắt tôi, hai mắt chị đỏ hoe và ngân ngấn nước…
– Hay là…
Rồi chị nói thật nhanh như sợ bị tôi cắt lời:
– Hay là chú cho chị đẻ với chú. Ông trời thương thì đẻ được đàn ông nối dõi…
Tôi ko nói được gì. Chỉ vụng về ôm chị vào lòng và siết chặt. Chị để mặc cho tôi ôm và hôn lên tóc chị. Rồi chị ngửng mặt đón nhận nụ hôn của tôi lên mắt, má rồi cả hai ngừng lại nơi mồm để hôn sâu trong khoang mồm của nhau. Tôi chủ động dìu chị vào buồng trong. Chị chủ động nằm ngửa xuống giường, hai chân buông thõng xuống đất rồi lập cập cởi hết quần áo ra. Tôi hào hứng nhìn thân thể trần truồng, trắng trèo và khơi gợi của chị. Cặp vú tuy đã trễ nhưng còn trắng hồng trên ngực, cái bụng thon và cái mu lồn đang ưỡn cao, hy vọng. Tôi tụt nhanh quần áo mình rồi quỳ xuống hôn nơi háng của chị. Đám lông rậm cứ thử thách cái lưỡi tôi luồn lách, tìm đường để lia, để quét dọc khe lồn nhơm nhớp dâm thuỷ.
Chị rên lên khe khẽ:
“Ôi… ôi… a… a… Thích… sư… ương… sướng quá…”. Rồi chị đưa tay xuống kéo đầu tôi. Tôi lướt lưỡi của mình dọc lên bụng, lên vú chị. Tay thì xoa bóp cả hai bên vú đang cương cứng của chị, mồm tôi và mồm chị như bản năng cứ cuống quýt mút nhau. Tôi kéo hai chân chị lên giường rồi bành háng chị ra. Vừa chớm đưa đầu buồi của mình vào mép lồn, đã thấy chị ưỡn mông lên và vít mông tôi xuống. Cái dương vật cứng ngắc như dùi đục của tôi do lâu ngày ko được địt (vì vợ tôi từ ngày bị cắt buồng trứng nên ít thèm muốn và mỗi lúc địt nhau lại phải bôi đẫm chất nhờn hóa học sắm ở hiệu thuốc) nên lúc cặc tôi vừa trôi tuột sâu vào cửa mình là tôi dập như bổ củi, giường cứ rung lên như sắp đổ sau mỗi cú dập. Chị thì vừa rên vừa nói như chỗ ko người:
– A… a… á! Sướng… sướng quá! Mạnh nữa… dập mạnh nữa đi…
Tôi rúm mông phóng tinh trùng đã tích tụ lâu ngày vào sâu trong tử cung của chị. Lúc cảm thu được những giọt tinh trùng trước nhất của tôi bắn vào trong âm đạo, chị rú lên:
– Vào… vào rồi! Cho vào hết đi!! Hự… hự… em muốn lắm mình ơi! Em muốn có con với anh…
Thấy chị bất thần và hoan lạc xưng em với tôi và gọi tôi là anh. Tôi thấy mình hạnh phúc quá và hình như đã thấy có sự bù đắp.
– Đẻ cho anh nhé! Anh cũng muốn có thêm con. Càng nhiều càng tốt.
Chị ôm ghì lấy tôi. Gật đầu và thì thầm:
– Em muốn và sẽ đẻ cho anh nhiều con.
Năm đó, tôi 36 tuổi còn chị mới 42.
Những hôm sau, lúc đã thấm mệt, nằm bên nhau, tôi bảo:
– Nếu em có chửa, nhưng mà đẻ cho anh thì có nên công khai ko? Người đời cũng khối trường hợp chị dâu, em chồng thành vợ chồng đấy. A thích công khai ra nhưng sợ Thái buồn…
– Anh điên à? Công khai sao được? Còn họ hàng, xóm làng chứ. Thà mang tiếng chửa hoang nhưng ko bị cười chê bằng chị dâu, em chồng công khai sinh nở với nhau. Còn Thái á? Anh yên tâm! Chính Thái là người gợi ý và hối thúc em chuyện này đấy. Thái bảo em: Chị giúp em sinh cho anh đó đứa đàn ông. Chị em mình lọt sàng xuống nia chứ quyết ko để gạo bắn ra ngoài cho người đời.
À! Ra thế! Hèn chi nhưng mà vợ tôi (Thái) nhiều lần thăm dò tôi và ko ít lần xa xăm nói tới tên chị hòa. Thái bảo: “Ước gì em là hoặc như chị hòa để có thể sinh nở được. Anh ko được để chị đó đi lấy chồng nhé…”. Nghe vậy, tôi cứ nghĩ vợ tôi lo lắng nếu chị dâu tôi đi lấy chồng thì nhà cửa, vườn tược… của gia đình tôi sẽ ko còn.
Trước ngày tôi vào lại SG, hòa ôm chặt tôi, thủ thỉ:
– Em linh cảm mình sẽ có thai. Anh cứ yên tâm vào đó với mẹ con Thái. Có gì em sẽ gọi vào. À! Nhưng mà cấm xa vắng máy điện thoại như mấy lần trước đấy nhé. Làm người ta buồn…
Tôi hôn hòa, người chị dâu nay là vợ của tôi, người nhưng mà luôn ước nguyện sinh con cho tôi.
Ngay 1 tháng sau, Thái vui vẻ hỏi tôi:
– Chị hòa có thai rồi đấy, chồng biết chưa?
Tôi gọi ra, nghe giọng hòa vui lắm:
– Em muốn giấu chồng tới thai kỳ tháng thứ 3, thứ 4 mới vác bụng vào Sài Gòn phạt vạ chồng nhưng mà.
Rồi vợ chồng tôi đón hòa vào Sài Gòn ở cho tới lúc hòa sinh ra thằng cu Tuấn, đàn ông tôi. Cho tới lúc cu Tuấn đầy tuổi và cũng là lúc con dâu (Minh) gọi điện muốn mẹ ra. Nhỏ Minh Nguyệt đã đi học rồi phải có bà nội ở nhà mới yên tâm.
Hòa ra Bắc rồi, tôi và Thái thay phiên nhau ra hàng năm, ko dịp nào vắng. Năm rưỡi sau, hòa lại có chửa rồi sinh cho tôi đứa con gái tên Bình.
Thấm thoắt thoi đưa, nay thằng đàn ông lớn của tôi đã lấy vợ rồi.
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