Control (Futa) - Chapter 9

9. $\text{O}$

Tang Ximin had been resting due to illness for several days and was due back at school this morning. After washing and dressing, she habitually came to greet Tang Mingling. This was one of Tang Mingling’s requirements, so Tang Ximin had been doing it since she was old enough to walk and talk.

She knocked on the door and stood outside, calling, “Mom?”

“$\text{Mmm}$…” Tang Mingling held onto the counter. Her eyes in the mirror were unfocused, her pajama top was disheveled, one shoulder strap was pulled down, exposing her round $\text{breast}$, which was being $\text{grabbed}$ and $\text{kneaded}$ by a hand.

Ji Xun was behind her, $\text{pumping}$ her $\text{buttocks}$ vigorously.

Both of their upper bodies were still clothed, but their lower bodies were deeply connected beneath their skirts. Immersed in $\text{sex}$, every in-and-out movement of the $\text{penis}$ brought out countless $\text{fluids}$, dripping down their legs onto the dark $\text{tiled}$ floor.

Tang Mingling had woken up first this morning and should have been ready beforehand to go have breakfast with her daughter after the morning greeting. This was a rule she had set since Tang Ximin was little.

But halfway through getting ready, Ji Xun walked in, first holding her and kissing her, refusing to let go. Slowly, Tang Mingling felt the hardening $\text{penis}$ pressing against her $\text{buttocks}$, $\text{bumping}$ against her through their clothes as their bodies intertwined. Perhaps because she had agreed to the other woman’s conditions and had spent the whole night $\text{having}$ $\text{uninhibited}$ $\text{sex}$, much of Tang Mingling’s reserve had disappeared. Under the other woman’s deliberate $\text{teasing}$, things escalated quickly.

Ji Xun, who was wearing Tang Mingling’s nightgown from the night before, lifted her skirt. Her long legs were exposed in the air. The $\text{penis}$ was fully $\text{inserted}$ into Tang Mingling’s $\text{vagina}$, $\text{pounding}$ and $\text{thrusting}$ almost pressed against her $\text{buttocks}$. Her chin rested on Tang Mingling’s shoulder, panting close to her ear. “How are you still so tight? I $\text{fucked}$ you all night, yet your $\text{cunt}$ is still so $\text{horny}$ and insatiable.”

Ji Xun’s size was truly too big; it filled her up so much every time. Tang Mingling was already exhausted just from accommodating the $\text{penetration}$. But the other woman always managed to show a more shameless side, such as $\text{verbally}$ $\text{humiliating}$ her now. She didn’t want to respond, biting her lip to suppress her $\text{moans}$.

Ji Xun’s eyes were fixed on Tang Mingling in the mirror. Seeing her holding back, she suddenly used force to make Tang Mingling bend over, spreading her legs wider. She gripped the other woman’s waist, quickly matching her own movements. “Cry out. It feels so good, doesn’t it?”

The escalating pleasure made Tang Mingling lose control momentarily. She released her mouth and cried out. “Too big… $\text{ah}$… slower, $\text{mmm}$…”

Ji Xun half-closed her eyes, savoring the warm, tight embrace of her $\text{desire}$.

Suddenly, the sound of a knock on the door startled Tang Mingling. She quickly looked at the clock in the mirror and realized it was her daughter coming to greet her. Immediately, she struggled, trying to stand up and push Ji Xun away. “You, that’s enough, don’t… $\text{mmm}$.” Mid-sentence, the other woman gave another deep $\text{thrust}$, hitting the small $\text{opening}$ inside her. She instantly forgot what she was going to say, mouth agape as she slumped back to her original position.

“Is that Ximin?” Ji Xun $\text{thrust}$ while listening to the small voice calling “Mom” at the door. She suddenly sped up, $\text{pounding}$ inside Tang Mingling’s body.

Tang Mingling could no longer stop her $\text{moans}$, forgetting her daughter was waiting outside. Driven by pleasure, she actively rocked her $\text{buttocks}$. Her mind was flooded with “so good.” Her $\text{cunt}$ tightly gripped and rubbed against Ji Xun’s $\text{penis}$, scraping her $\text{sensitive}$ $\text{spots}$ with every thrust.

“Are you this excited because your daughter is outside?” Feeling close to $\text{climax}$, Ji Xun $\text{fucked}$ her while speaking $\text{dirty}$ $\text{words}$ to stimulate her. Tang Mingling couldn’t bear it, her whole body trembling and flushed red.

Ji Xun remembered Tang Ximin was outside and didn’t want to keep her waiting too long. She gave a few final $\text{thrusts}$. After her $\text{penis}$ was washed by the warm $\text{fluid}$, she pulled out and $\text{ejaculated}$ everything onto Tang Mingling’s $\text{buttocks}$. Seeing the milky white $\text{fluid}$ spraying all over her pale $\text{buttocks}$ made Ji Xun’s eyes slightly hot. She took several deep breaths, suppressing the $\text{urge}$ to continue. She held the soft-legged woman and quickly took her to the bathroom for a shower.

“Mom?” Tang Ximin didn’t get the door opened for her. She didn’t dare to go in without permission, so she simply stood foolishly at the door and waited. It wasn’t until the butler passed by and asked her to go downstairs for breakfast that Tang Ximin reluctantly left.

When Ji Xun came down, she saw Tang Ximin sitting alone at the dining table, quietly waiting for Tang Mingling to eat breakfast together.

She had accompanied her niece several times. Tang Ximin was always well-behaved and polite, suggesting that Tang Mingling certainly raised her well, but the child emanated a sense of melancholy. She didn’t know how she ended up playing with her niece, who had been spoiled since she was small.

Tang Ximin heard footsteps, thinking her mother had come down. She looked up and was surprised to see Ji Xun. She stood up and greeted her. “Auntie, good morning…”

Ji Xun walked to the seat next to her and smiled in return. “Good morning.” A maid immediately came over to lay out the placemat and cutlery. Only then did she sit down. “Why aren’t you eating yet?”

“I’m waiting for Mom…” Tang Ximin was still full of doubts about Ji Xun’s presence, but since Tang Mingling had always told her not to ask too many questions, she didn’t say anything.

“Go ahead and eat breakfast with Auntie. It’s alright.”

While Tang Ximin was still hesitating, footsteps sounded on the stairs. She looked over and saw Tang Mingling slowly walking down, holding the railing. She quickly stood up and walked to the stairs. “Mom.”

Tang Mingling felt a little awkward thinking about her daughter waiting at the door while she was $\text{having}$ $\text{sex}$. She spoke to her in a gentle tone, “Good morning.” She gently $\text{stroked}$ her head and led her to the dining table.

Such a tender interaction was rare between the mother and daughter. Tang Ximin didn’t react for a moment, letting her mother lead her. Only when she sat down did she come back to her senses, still feeling the gentle touch on her head.

Tang Mingling saw many dishes already on the table, but her daughter’s plate was empty. She was momentarily speechless. She pursed her lips, then said to her daughter, “Mom woke up a little late today. If the door isn’t open next time, go down and eat breakfast first. You don’t have to wait for me.”

Tang Ximin stared at her face for several seconds before nodding. Then, her plate suddenly had a lot of food on it, which the adjacent Ji Xun had served her.

“Thank you, Auntie.” Tang Ximin still felt the atmosphere this morning was strange, but she didn’t dislike it. She obediently ate the toast with jam.

Only after her daughter looked down did Tang Mingling glare at Ji Xun. The meaning conveyed in her eyes was understood only by the two adults.

After breakfast, Ji Xun was also leaving as Tang Mingling was seeing her daughter off to school. As they reached the door, she suddenly turned back and said to the mother and daughter behind her, “Auntie will bring Shuyu over to play with you tonight.”

Unexpectedly, the two similar faces of the mother and daughter both frowned.

“Shuyu said she only got 70 in math and needs to study hard. I’m already over my cold. Shuyu doesn’t need to come and keep me company tonight. Can she come and play on the weekend instead?” Tang Ximin was the first to suggest that her friend should study diligently. Tang Mingling, beside her, looked at her daughter in surprise.

She thought a child this age would love to play with their friends. She had been prepared to tacitly agree to Ji Xun’s request, but her daughter had refused.

Hearing her talk seriously about studying, a scene from her school days flashed through Ji Xun’s mind—Tang Mingling always running up to her to compare scores. Thinking that she was indeed her child, Ji Xun crouched down to meet her gaze. “Of course. But you’re still a child, so it’s okay to be active.” She looked up at the woman above her. “Right?”

Tang Mingling was taken aback by her gaze but didn’t want to discuss her parenting approach with her. So, she didn’t answer. She turned to her daughter. “Let’s go. We’re going to class.” Then she asked Ji Xun, “Do you want a ride?”

After seeing Ji Xun off, the mother and daughter were quiet and silent in the back seat. Tang Mingling rarely had emotional conversations with her daughter. Most of their interactions were formal conversations about her homework and grades. When she was busy with work, she barely paid attention to her daughter.

But thinking about the question Ji Xun had asked, she spoke almost on impulse, “Do you want to go anywhere fun?”

The sudden question made Tang Ximin look confused. She said cautiously, “No…”

Tang Mingling looked at the barely concealed worry on her daughter’s face, her smile freezing. Her eyebrows twitched. She said nonchalantly, “Aren’t you going to play with your classmate this weekend?”

Returning to a range Tang Ximin could understand, she seemed more at ease. “I made plans with Shuyu to have her come over after my piano lesson… Is that okay?” Because Tang Shuyu had been visiting directly recently, and Tang Mingling hadn’t stopped her, Tang Ximin had forgotten to ask her first. She was now a little uneasy.

Tang Mingling heard that her daughter had already made arrangements. She wanted to say something but didn’t know what to say. In the end, she could only nod.

Tang Ximin’s eyes immediately lit up. This was the first time she had gotten Tang Mingling’s permission to play with a friend. “Thank you, Mom.”

Seeing her daughter happy, which was rare, Tang Mingling felt a little strange. She still smiled and nodded at her daughter.