A Wrong Turn - My Secret with My Future Mother-in-Law

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"What's going on with Xiaoying?" my mother-in-law asked me, her tone slightly serious.

(Actually, I'm not married; she's my girlfriend's mother, and for simplicity, I'll refer to her as "mother-in-law" from now on.)

"Nothing much. I haven't been doing well at work lately, and I didn't want to bring my emotions to Xiaoying!"

My mother-in-law glanced at me, seemingly still doubtful. I stopped talking, looking at the street scene outside the car window, feeling a surge of irritation. Damn it, such a nice day, yet I'm in such a bad mood; I can't even stand myself.

"Oh! We're here."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie!"

I opened the car door, and my mother-in-law poked her head out and smiled slightly at me: "Call Xiaoying when you get here."

"Okay! I will. Please give Xiaoying my regards." "

My mother-in-law stepped on the gas, and the car disappeared from the street like a gust of wind. Thinking about the look in her eyes just now, I felt a chill run down my spine…

My mother-in-law came from a distinguished family; her ancestors had guarded the border for generations. After the Republic of China era, their fortunes declined, and they became no different from ordinary families. But the blood flowing in her veins constantly testified to her noble lineage. Being an only child, perhaps to revive her family's fortune, she married a local nouveau riche with no education in her prime, becoming incredibly wealthy for a time.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Within a few years, her husband fled overseas due to financial problems and was never heard from again. Most of their family fortune was confiscated by the state, and my mother-in-law raised her beloved daughter alone. Even with less than a tenth of their current wealth, it would be enough for the mother and daughter to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

My mother-in-law was exceptionally intelligent from a young age, with a deep love for classical poetry…" Her high level of expertise and keen eye for physiognomy were remarkable. The unfathomable look in her eyes just now suggested she had discovered something, and this thought made me even more flustered and my spirits plummeted.

As the plane slowly climbed into the clouds, my emotions remained gripped by gravity. My secretary, Xuemin, was explaining documents beside me, and I mumbled responses, glancing at her every now and then.

Everyone at the company knew I had a girlfriend, which was why I maintained such a delicate relationship with Xuemin.

I thoroughly enjoyed chatting with her, just as she enjoyed watching me loudly recite, "Let us drink and sing, for life is short..." while holding a beer. I often thought that if I had met Xuemin first, perhaps everything would have been different...

After taking a shower at the hotel, my mood improved slightly. I dialed the hospital where Xiaoying was: "I've arrived. Don't worry, are you alright?"

"Yes! I'm fine. Take care of yourself and don't work too late. Come back early; I'll miss you..." A warm feeling rose in my heart. "Don't worry! I know what to do. You should also get plenty of rest. " "

...If...I mean, what if...I'm pregnant..."

"Don't think so much. If it really happened, we'd get married. Don't you want to?"

A wave of annoyance washed over me, instantly erasing any semblance of a good mood. "Damn it," I cursed inwardly. Lately, dirty words kept popping into my head; it seemed only that could bring me some psychological balance.

Lying in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, I wondered, "What's wrong with this world? Why me of all people?" I went through all the bad things I could remember, and nothing outrageous came of it. Why was I being punished like this... Damn it.

This business trip went smoothly; I finished everything in two days. On the third day, Xuemin accompanied me shopping, picking out some gifts for Xiaoying and my mother-in-law. That evening, some clients invited me to the nightclub at my hotel, specifically choosing a stunningly beautiful woman to accompany me. Seeing her seductive and lewd appearance immediately reminded me of Xiaoying, and a pang of pain shot through my heart. I excused myself, saying I wasn't feeling well, and went back to my room to sleep early.

We met at 4 AM... At 00:00, a waiter knocked on my room door with a stack of bills, asking me to pay. I was startled and quickly asked what was going on. It turned out the clients had all drunk themselves and gone off to have fun with prostitutes, forgetting to pay.

I frowned, feeling an indescribable disgust. How could such a low-class company exist in a city supposedly so economically developed? I knocked on Xuemin's door, made her pay the bill first, and repeatedly apologized to the waiter!

Xuemin was clearly surprised that I hadn't gone off to have sex with the clients; her eyes widened. I was too lazy to explain and went back to my room to continue sleeping.

Actually, I knew this would further increase her affection for me, but deep down, I seemed to want to escape. Perhaps, after that incident, I still deeply loved Xiaoying…

The next morning, I went to the client's office and politely asked the general manager to reimburse yesterday's bill. The general manager's face flushed red and then turned pale; he had originally invited me to treat him to something as a farewell gift, but in the end, I had to pay.

It was clear those employees had been thoroughly reprimanded by the boss last night. The manager, feeling embarrassed, personally escorted me out of the office. After walking a distance, I vaguely heard him angrily call those employees from last night to his office immediately. I smiled, a strong sense of pleasure rising within me. Am I... a little psychologically disturbed?

I'm back in the city that raised me, my parents, Xiaoying, my mother-in-law, work... Sigh... For the next few days, I kept making excuses about being busy with work, only managing a hurried lunch with Xiaoying. Xiaoying told me on the phone that her period had started again, and the contraceptive measures had worked, so it seemed there wouldn't be any problems last time. Her tone was indescribably happy. I coldly agreed and quickly hung up.

After the last business trip, my secretary, Xuemin, secretly inquired about some trivial matters of mine, such as whether I gambled, whether I frequented brothels, etc. I believe the answers must have satisfied her; I could completely tell from the way she looked at me. We are both formally educated people, and although we have a good impression of each other, we carefully guard that line.

Every day I... There's always a bouquet of lilies on my desk, my favorite flower. My secretary, whom I've only known for a little over two months, knows this. But my girlfriend of almost a year doesn't know…

Despite my best efforts to hide it, my parents noticed something amiss and kept asking why Xiaoying hadn't been visiting lately. I impatiently repeated the lies, and my parents sternly warned me not to do anything to betray Xiaoying. I loosened my tie and stormed into my room, refusing to listen to their nagging anymore.

This was the first time I'd ever been impolite to my parents. Actually, Xiaoying is an exceptionally talented girl in many ways; no wonder my parents adore her so much, and she's almost more important than me at home.

Under her mother's guidance, Xiaoying is well-mannered and polite to elders. Remarkably, her mother-in-law is a good mother; despite their wealth, she raised her daughter like any other ordinary family. Xiaoying, following her own will, became an outstanding nurse, frequently receiving awards at work. Having received excellent upbringing, despite her family's wealth, she has none of the spoiled brat's temper. We dated for over half a year, and it wasn't until I met her mother that I learned Xiaoying came from a wealthy family.

As for me, my parents are quite traditional, and I have almost none of the bad habits I've developed. After graduation, I worked hard and became a department manager—not bad, but not great either. Fortunately, I don't have any major flaws and am very filial to my parents.

Xiaoying and her mother initially favored me because of these qualities. I love Xiaoying; marrying such a wife is a man's blessing. Xiaoying will definitely become a traditional, virtuous wife and mother, except for one thing… Should I tell my parents? This is such a difficult question to answer; I don't know if they can accept it, after all, there's a whole generation gap.

I thought and thought, but I couldn't find a solution. Thus, a tense and strange atmosphere gradually took over my life. With my mother-in-law's shrewd personality, she couldn't possibly not see the crisis between my daughter and me. Our relationship was becoming increasingly delicate, and this contradictory and painful feeling tormented me. In just over ten days, I felt like a completely different person…

"Come home early for dinner tonight. Xiaoying will be back early, is that alright?"

My mother-in-law always speaks so concisely, never uttering a superfluous word. After hanging up the phone, I had a bad feeling; what's meant to happen will happen… During my lunch break, I went for a massage and a haircut. My mother-in-law pays great attention to her appearance, although I couldn't guarantee I wouldn't lose control and say "break up" tonight… The word "break up" filled me with fear. Actually, I love Xiaoying very much…

This afternoon, Xuemin probably hadn't seen me looking so refreshed in a long time. She saw me at the company entrance and came over to chat for a bit. Lately, Xuemin has been the only thing that helps me forget my troubles. She had a bouquet of lilies in her hand—were they for me? A clever girl.

Perhaps thinking that tonight might bring me relief, I chatted with her without restraint. At the end, we shook hands to say goodbye. For some reason, my hand lingered until Xuemin pulled away, then I suddenly realized my mistake, smiled awkwardly, and waved goodbye.

"…I'm across from your company…"

My mother-in-law's voice came through the phone… A mysterious woman… just now…did she sense something?

"Auntie, what a coincidence..."

"It's not a coincidence. I bought some things and just happened to pick you up... There are some things we should talk about..."

Like a thief, I got into my mother-in-law's car, cold sweat pouring down my back.

"It's so hot..."

I hurriedly tried to cover it up. My mother-in-law glanced at me but didn't say a word. We didn't exchange a single word on the way. When I saw the door to the small garage in the basement of my mother-in-law's house, I couldn't help but secretly exhale.

The garage door slowly opened, and the car silently slid into the garage. We arrived, but my mother-in-law didn't get out. She pressed a remote control, and the garage door slowly closed. The two wall lamps on the wall flickered, casting a dim light.

I didn't dare look at my mother-in-law's face. My hand was on the car door; I didn't know whether to get out or sit down. My breathing became more and more rapid, and I was sweating profusely.

After a long silence, my mother-in-law spoke slowly in a completely emotionless tone: "Loyalty to one's girlfriend is also one of the essential qualities of a man, do you agree?"

"Agreed!"

Although I hadn't done anything out of line, I still felt a chill run down my spine. I always held my noble mother-in-law in high esteem, and I didn't even have the courage to lie.

"Xiao Ying is my most precious treasure, and I don't want her to suffer any harm..."

"I know... actually, some things aren't as you imagine..."

"What did I imagine?"

"Perhaps... perhaps you've misunderstood some things, just now..."

"What did I misunderstand? For example?"

"I love Xiao Ying, you know that, it's just... sometimes..."

"It's just that Xiao Ying isn't the only one who can catch your eye?"

Every word I uttered was interrupted by my mother-in-law's icy tone, even carrying a hint of malice. I know parents will do anything for their children, but a man's dignity cannot be trampled on. I flung open the car door and stepped out, my back to my mother-in-law, and said in the coldest tone, "Xiao Ying is an excellent girl, but unfortunately... she can't be considered a real woman..."

"What???"

My mother-in-law also quickly got out of the car, making no attempt to hide her surprise. She had never seen me speak to her in such a tone before.

"What did you do to her?" Her eyes were filled with resentment.

I was now extremely disgusted with this woman, but a surge of emotion welled up inside me: "I said she's not a real woman. A woman should know how to make her man happy..."

My mother-in-law's expression began to distort. Grace? It was just a facade for others...

"Your daughter is no longer a virgin. Last month she completely left her teenage years. That's right... I slept with her..."

I became increasingly agitated, shouting almost in a roar.

My mother-in-law's expression was incredibly complex. Her beloved daughter was her pride and joy; she had given her all her love. Now, her daughter's boyfriend was publicly criticizing her for not being a real woman…

Scenes of our lovemaking last month flashed before my eyes. Xiao Ying had her eyes closed, looking like the world was ending. After we finished, she immediately got up and wiped her genitals repeatedly with tissues, as if the fluid left behind was the dirtiest thing in the world. Were we making love? No, I think rape would be a more accurate description. I painfully closed my eyes…

“Your proud daughter is like a piece of wood in bed… I don’t know if I’ll ever have the sexual desire to sleep with her again.”

“How could this happen… how could this be…”

My mother-in-law murmured to herself, seemingly lost in thought.

At that moment, I suddenly realized that Xiaoying's frigidity was inextricably linked to her mother-in-law. Xiaoying had always been uncomfortable whenever the topic of sex came up, clearly indicating that her mother had instilled a great deal of feudalistic thinking in her from a young age, making her extremely averse to sex. Perhaps Xiaoying believed that a respectable woman shouldn't think about such things, and that sex was merely for procreation.

My mother-in-law was practically widowed at such a young age; there was no man in the house, and her long-term abstinence had inevitably led to some degree of perversion.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. Xiaoying was such a lovely girl, yet her mother had ruined her. I felt increasingly disgusted with this woman: "You know, when I have sex with your daughter, I don't even want to change positions. I'm not in the mood..."

I was quite confident in my judgment because my mother-in-law's expression told me everything. After all, she lived in the 20th century; she couldn't possibly be unaware of current family problems, and she couldn't possibly be unaware of family breakdowns caused by sexual disharmony.

Now our roles are completely reversed. The woman who was so aggressive just moments before seems to be more concerned with her own shortcomings in raising her daughter. A stronger sense of revenge rises within me, and based on my own deductions, I berate my mother-in-law for not being a proper mother and for raising her daughter like a saint.

My language becomes increasingly vulgar, culminating in a tirade that my mother-in-law, because she herself is sexually unsatisfied, has completely isolated her daughter from sexual knowledge… My usual composure has vanished. Perhaps it's been too repressed since sleeping with Xiaoying. My mother-in-law, unable to bear my filthy language any longer, turns pale with anger, pointing at me with trembling hands.

“You scoundrel, you beast…”

“Yes, I am a beast…”

A more cruel plan of revenge surges into my mind. Although I know I can't entirely blame my mother-in-law, and although I still love Xiaoying, my right hand has already gripped her wrist. Perhaps, lately I really have become a pervert…

There are sounds of struggle and cries for help in the garage. I don't want your life; I just want to humiliate you!

I scoffed inwardly. I twisted my mother-in-law's right wrist behind her back, and with my left hand, I pressed her head against the car hood, her body bent at a 90-degree angle in front of the car. I tightened my grip on her wrist with my right hand and lifted her up, pinning her upper body to the hood, rendering her unable to straighten up. Her healthy, full legs kicked wildly on the ground. I loosened my tie and twisted her left hand behind her back as well, using my teeth to bind her hands behind her back.

Although my mother-in-law struggled desperately, it was all in vain. She cursed loudly, but she couldn't even utter the most basic swear words. The garage was soundproof, so no matter how much she cried for help, it was useless.

Even so, I was very annoyed. I took out a handkerchief, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into my mother-in-law's mouth. After everything was settled, I pressed my mother-in-law's upper body down with my right hand and made her lie on the front of the car. With my left hand, I lifted her skirt, touched her underwear, and pulled it down. When the underwear came off my mother-in-law's snow-white buttocks, I could clearly feel her body struggling. I quickly pulled the underwear off her legs and put it in my pocket.

Her smooth, white thighs trembled before me. With my left hand, I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants and underwear. As my glans pressed against her vulva, I felt a pang of fear, but quickly, a surge of rage overwhelmed me. I rubbed my glans against her vaginal opening, and her vulva trembled nervously. She hadn't tasted a man's touch in a long time; perhaps she was truly unaccustomed to it.

Her buttocks stubbornly resisted, twisting and turning. Watching her helpless struggle, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction, which quickly transformed into desire. My penis, after several rubs against her vaginal opening, gradually turned purple and hardened…

Although my mother-in-law had absolutely no desire for sex, the friction of my glans caused her vagina to become conditionedly wet and slippery. I used my knee to hold her thighs down, trying to prevent them from moving, while one hand remained on her, and the other hand gripped my glans, forcefully thrusting it into her vagina.

"Mmm...ooh..."

As my penis pierced deep into her vagina, my mother-in-law trembled all over. A handkerchief gagged her mouth, and only sounds escaped from her throat. Tears of shame streamed down her face. I lifted her skirt completely, exposing her snow-white buttocks and thighs. I thrust my penis in and out forcefully, each time fully penetrating.

My mother-in-law's helpless body was subjected to my assault. Although her vagina was still somewhat dry, it couldn't stop the invasion of my thick penis. Her vagina never released a large amount of vaginal fluid. She was a strong woman; at this moment, she felt only shame and pain, not pleasure.

My penis raced through her vagina like a Ferrari on a track, the glans constantly rubbing against the vaginal walls. Her body swayed rhythmically with my thrusts. After a frenzied, relentless thrusting, my mother-in-law almost completely stopped resisting. Her buttocks still twisted, as if trying to escape my penetration, or perhaps welcoming my thrusts. I suspected it was a natural reaction that didn't need guessing. Was my mother-in-law reacting?

Taking advantage of my mother-in-law's surrender, I pressed my advantage, reaching my hands to her chest to unbutton her shirt and push up her bra. Her round breasts seemed to break free of their restraints, and I grasped one breast in each hand, kneading her nipples.

A woman's breasts are truly amazing; they can actually convey information about sexual pleasure. Her nipples were already hard… I was somewhat surprised. Without foreplay, why such a strong reaction? It's no wonder she hasn't been with a man in a long time.

Suddenly, I felt a pang of sympathy for my mother-in-law. I found that my desire for revenge was waning, replaced by a sense of enjoyment, the pure enjoyment of sex between a man and a woman. What was I doing?

I released my mother-in-law's breasts, straightened my body, and began thrusting vigorously while looking at her half-naked body from behind. My mother-in-law's legs… ah… how could this be? My mother-in-law's heels left the ground, she stood on tiptoe, her long, beautiful legs taut with muscles, exuding a healthy sexiness.

Several toes peeked out from the tips of her sandals, gripping the ground. Her toes were engorged with blood and turned pink. With each thrust of my penis, my mother-in-law shifted her weight between her left and right feet, allowing each foot to rest so her body could continue to accommodate my ministrations. More and more fluid was released, and my penis made a "plop...plop..." sound as it entered.

I glanced at my mother-in-law's expression. Her eyes were closed, and with each thrust, her brow furrowed and her hair tossed. This wasn't an expression of pain; she was clearly enjoying it. My mother-in-law was indeed responding.

Although my movements remained rough, my tenderness grew stronger. I leaned forward, whispering in her ear, "Auntie, if you don't cry out, I'll untie your hands."

My mother-in-law nodded with her eyes closed. I loosened her tie and pulled the handkerchief from her mouth. Once she could speak again, she immediately groaned. Her hands, long bound and numb, stretched out on the hood of the car. Her back must be aching too.

I suddenly felt a pang of guilt and pulled out my penis. Silently, I helped my mother-in-law up, turned her around, and lifted her to face me as she sat on the hood of the car. Having stood for so long, she was clearly exhausted. Her arms wrapped weakly around my neck, and she rested her head on my shoulder. Mmm! So delicate…

I parted her thighs and thrust my thick penis back in. I removed her shirt and unhooked her bra. My lower body continued thrusting forcefully, my tongue licking her nipples. She suppressed her moans, her thighs hooked around my waist, swaying back and forth with each thrust. My penis pounded powerfully inside her vagina, the glans almost hitting her cervix each time. The feeling of the foreskin scraping against the vaginal walls was incredibly stimulating.

Hundreds of thrusts left me exhausted. My tongue kissed her sweat-drenched neck, cheeks, and earlobes… My mother-in-law's breathing was erratic, and moans escaped her lips uncontrollably. To cover it up, she bit my shoulder. "Ah!" I cried out, and to relieve the pain, I thrust my penis into her vagina at an extremely high frequency. After dozens of thrusts, I could no longer hold back and tightly embraced her back, about to ejaculate wildly.

My mother-in-law realized I couldn't hold back any longer and suddenly pushed my shoulder away as if startled, saying urgently, "No, don't… don't ejaculate inside…"

I dared not act rashly, but I was completely powerless to control my ejaculation. I quickly pulled out, and as soon as the head of my penis left her vagina, I ejaculated, spraying all of my semen onto my mother-in-law's lower abdomen. I weakly rested my head on my mother-in-law and closed my eyes. My mother-in-law lifted my head and put her tongue into my mouth, gently sucking on it. The feeling was intoxicating.

I put my shirt on my mother-in-law, adjusted her bra, and carefully wiped away the lubrication from her genitals with a handkerchief. Throughout, she silently let me do as I did, her head slightly tilted back, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Why was there such a difference between mother and daughter? If Xiaoying could be like this afterward…

I lifted my mother-in-law off the hood of the car, extremely embarrassed and at a loss for what to do. After the lovemaking, everything returned to reality. My mother-in-law opened the car door and got inside to fix her underwear and hair; I couldn't bear to watch.

My heart was filled with unease. I could only be fairly certain that once she sobered up, she wouldn't yell at me like an uncultured woman, but I couldn't imagine what else might happen. The following moments felt like an eternity; it felt like centuries. Finally, my mother-in-law finished.

"Bang!" The door opened. I lowered my head, unsure what to do next. I was certain I had to say something, otherwise…

"Give me back my underwear…"

My mother-in-law's voice was probably softer than a mosquito's buzz. Underwear? My underwear was still in my pocket. I turned around, and our eyes met; both of our faces immediately turned red. This was awful! How was I going to handle this awkward situation?

"Ah! The underwear is here, but it's dirty. I'll wash it and give it back to you later..."

I really didn't want the air to become suffocating, so I tried a joke to ease the tension. My mother-in-law's face turned even redder, her neck wasn't spared either; I wondered if the rest of her body would turn red too?

Half a month later...

I can't really say how that day went. Maybe Xiao Ying didn't come back for another hour or so, giving my mother-in-law and me enough time to adjust, or maybe my quick wit held up.

My mother-in-law acted as if nothing had happened, but she just wouldn't look me in the eye. Xiao Ying wasn't the kind of gossipy woman who liked to pry; she only did things that suited her status.

After that, I never dared to go to her house again. I continued to associate with Xiao Ying, and several times I tried to get information out of her, but I couldn't find anything about my mother-in-law. Gradually, I deliberately forgot about it, and everything seemed to return to normal.

Another two weeks passed, and when I saw my mother-in-law again, many things became even more inexplicable.

Xiao Ying invited me to her home again, and this time I couldn't refuse because she was going to another city for two months of further study...

My mother-in-law wasn't home; perhaps she was avoiding it! When Xiao Ying and I were having dinner together, she told me that my mother-in-law had gone out and wouldn't be back until that evening.

Her demeanor was so refined; even a simple family meal was handled with such pomp and ceremony, as if attending a grand feast. After a while, Xiao Ying apologized and told me that the hospital had called with an emergency requiring my immediate return. She told me not to rush back and to stay home for a while, and to greet my mother-in-law when she returned.

Like mother, like daughter; I guess she suspects I haven't been communicating well with my mother-in-law lately because I've been making excuses to avoid visiting her. What a sensible girl. I immediately got up to leave, but a strange thought suddenly occurred to me the moment I left the sofa. I quickly agreed, and as soon as I saw Xiao Ying off, I eagerly rushed into my mother-in-law's room to check everything.

Although I thought the matter was over, subconsciously I still knew I was deceiving myself. Even if my mother-in-law hinted to me or her daughter advised us to stop seeing each other, I felt it would be a relief. But the problem was that my mother-in-law acted as if nothing had happened, which made me uneasy. I wanted to see what was in my mother-in-law's room that might give me some clues.

A diary is a double-edged sword; it can express your joys and sorrows, but it can also expose your secrets. My mother-in-law was certain I had no habit of going into other people's rooms without permission, and she would never have imagined I would appear alone in her room. So… many of the answers I wanted to know finally came to light…

Strictly speaking, this wasn't a diary, just a piece of paper. It only recorded some things after we made love, the format was quite chaotic and there was no need for any connection between the entries. It was clear that it was written at different times, whatever came to mind, but it could be basically linked together. Two things are worth noting:

1. After my frivolous violation of her, she thought about it for a long time and still decided to forgive me because she kept seeing my helpless expression after we finished. Based on this, she believed that I wasn't a truly evil person, but just had a momentary wicked thought. Besides, thinking about it carefully, the things I said to her did have some merit;

2. She never knew that it was possible to have sex from behind while the man was standing, let alone that that position would arouse her.

(It turns out my mother-in-law had never even tried such a common position.)

Previously, her husband always treated sex like manual labor, using monotonous and tedious movements to finish quickly. He never wiped her clean, never licked her breasts, only rubbed and bit them, causing her pain.

(Hmm, he definitely never tried oral sex.)

Later, he became increasingly uninterested in sex, merely fulfilling his duties as a wife.

(My deduction is correct; Xiaoying's frigidity is indeed related to her early upbringing.)

What follows is somewhat shocking; the sordid side of humanity leaps off the page…

After extensive investigation, she believes I am someone who, after marriage, will only strive to create a better material life for my wife and children. She believes I will treat my wife well, and even if I cannot achieve greater success after Xiaoying inherits the family fortune, I will certainly not squander it all.

(Actually, Xiaoying is quite rare in my eyes, except for her frigidity. Seeing this made me feel very guilty, but unfortunately...)

She was preparing to do everything she could to push for our marriage, and then use the fact that I had violated her to blackmail me. She said that after I had a son, he would change his surname to his mother's and be recognized as a member of her family to continue their lineage, so that the family property would not fall into the hands of my in-laws. She believed that I was a person who cared about face and would not dare to disobey, etc...

When I saw this, I couldn't help but feel inexplicably angry. Actually, although my parents are quite traditional, I myself have a very indifferent view of the matter of continuing the family line. If she had discussed it with me directly, I might have been able to persuade my parents to fulfill her wish. But she actually planned to use this kind of thing to blackmail me into becoming a breeding machine. Damn it, am I a stud? I think anyone would be very disgusted to be manipulated for a lifetime by someone holding their weakness in their hands, right?

I suppressed my disgust and watched it again. Most of the other parts were basically recording the conflicting feelings of that day. On the one hand, I felt very ashamed, and on the other hand, I felt very happy. There was a sentence that I read and read again and seemed to understand.

"If I had a choice, I'd rather be raped by him again that day..."

I hurriedly left my mother-in-law's house before she even got home. That old-fashioned woman, thinking everyone takes carrying on the family line so seriously, what a joke! Threatening? I can do that too, and I'm definitely no less capable than you, I cursed fiercely.

Xiao Ying walked into the airport security checkpoint, and my mother-in-law and I waved goodbye to her.

On the way to the parking lot, I rushed up to my mother-in-law: "Future mother-in-law, we've met again... We're alone in the parking lot again. Do you want your underwear back? Hmm... There's still some of your secretions on it. Sorry, I've been busy lately and haven't had time to wash it. Maybe Xiao Ying will come back and help me wash it..."

After saying that, I didn't even look at her and went straight to my car, started the engine, and drove out of the parking lot without stopping. I vaguely saw my mother-in-law standing there in the rearview mirror, had she forgotten that I had her underwear?

Damn! A sense of pleasure rose in my heart. That

evening, I called my mother-in-law, making small talk and asking how she was doing, as if I hadn't said anything at all that afternoon. My mother-in-law, true to her noble lineage, subtly and carefully tried to figure out my next move.

This game continued daily. Sometimes I'd use lewd language to evoke her memory of that day, vividly describing her enjoyment, while other times I'd become a completely different person, offering polite greetings.

As time went on, my wicked plan became increasingly successful. I often called her late at night, expressing my regret—regret for not using certain positions to have sex with her in the parking garage, etc. There were so many positions she didn't know, and I'd describe them one by one, my language becoming increasingly unrestrained. My mother-in-law had become accustomed to my harassing calls; I suspected it wasn't just a habit, but rather a love for this form of fantasy.

On a few days when I wasn't feeling well and didn't call, my mother-in-law would call, pretending to ask when I was returning my underwear, but actually wanting to hear my provocative remarks. I could hear the masked moans coming from the other end of the phone, and even imagine my mother-in-law fiddling with her genitals. After a long period of abstinence, once she tasted the different pleasures of a man, she had completely transformed into a seemingly noble but inwardly desperate woman.

"Not only are there many positions, but many parts of your body will give you pleasure…

" "Oral sex can maximize the stimulation of the genital nerves, and intercourse can provide a different kind of pleasure…"

"Don't think only men ejaculate; women can also climax. Want to try it with my penis?…"

I continued to bombard her with the pleasures of sex. Once, the moans coming from my mother-in-law on the phone made my penis erect. It turned out I also wanted to taste my mother-in-law's beautiful body again!

After that, I deliberately stopped calling and waited patiently. After four days, my mother-in-law finally called me.

"Hello! Is this Auntie? Why aren't you saying anything? Are you feeling unwell? Should you see a doctor?"

I didn't say anything provocative, just to see what she would do.

"...Um...please give me back my...panties, please..."

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I don't remember taking my mother-in-law's panties."

"You...please, just give them back...I'll do whatever you want..."

"Oh! Is that so? Okay then, please wait for me tomorrow without wearing panties, think about it, and let me know if you're willing..."

"Don't hang up...I'm willing, I'm willing..."

Finally, she showed her true colors, I chuckled to myself.

The next day, I arrived on time. My mother-in-law opened the door, wearing a low-cut backless top and a very short skirt that barely covered her vulva, exposing two-thirds of her body. She wore light makeup, and although her clothes were sexy, they had a unique charm.

I had never seen my mother-in-law dressed so revealingly before. My eyes scanned her from head to toe dozens of times before I walked straight to the sofa and sat down without saying a word. She sat down beside me with her head down, the scent of her perfume wafting over. After a long silence, she finally broke it…

“My…thing…you brought it?”

“Yes, I brought it! But…I wonder if you’ve kept your promise? Is it completely bare down there?”

I looked at her cruelly, determined to utterly destroy the dignity of this beautiful, mature woman.

Her chest heaved, as if she sensed that I was about to satisfy her long-suppressed desires, but a sliver of shame still resisted her body’s surrender. Her beautiful breasts heaved more and more dramatically, her breathing quickening, indicating a fierce internal struggle.

Ultimately, desire prevailed. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, leaned against the sofa back, and slowly lifted her already incredibly short skirt.

Ah! My beautiful mother-in-law really wasn't wearing underwear. Below her abdomen was a triangular patch of dark pubic hair, with a thin stream running through it. Her anus was twitching nervously between her labia; it seemed she was desperately craving sex.

My mother-in-law's eyes were closed, clearly fully prepared for my violation of her delicate body. I watched her expression, the thrill of revenge growing stronger with each passing moment. After a while, seeing no movement from me, she opened her beautiful eyes…

"Shall I help you put your underwear back on?"

My mother-in-law obediently lay back on the sofa. I gently removed her small leather sandals, caressing her snow-white feet with both hands, inhaling the unique fragrance of a mature woman, and sucking on each toe in turn. An anklet was wrapped around her ankles, further accentuating the exquisite beauty of her feet. My tongue greedily licked her small feet, the tender soles turning slightly red under my caresses.

After thoroughly playing with my mother-in-law's slender feet, I grabbed her ankles and lifted them forcefully. Her long, jade-like legs pointed towards the sky, forming a 90-degree angle with her upper body. My mother-in-law usually paid great attention to her posture, always keeping her knees tightly closed when sitting. Now, however, I had positioned her in this lewd posture, and she could no longer hold back her tears of humiliation.

I hoisted my mother-in-law's beautiful legs onto my shoulders, took out my panties, and slowly slipped them onto her jade-like feet. My mother-in-law's toes straightened, and her soles were wrinkled from bending. I couldn't resist picking up her soles and bringing them to my mouth to lick them. My mother-in-law's slender jade-like feet were repeatedly coated with my saliva. Then, I slowly pulled the panties towards her buttocks, licking my tongue down her soles and ankles.

My hands weren't idle either, repeatedly caressing her inner thighs. When I approached her vulva, I could clearly feel the wetness there, and the entrance was wide open, desperately craving my entry. It took me over 20 minutes to put my mother-in-law's underwear on, during which time I thoroughly explored her genitals…

“Your underwear is on now. It’s getting late, I should go back…”

I said, making it seem like I was about to leave immediately. My mother-in-law’s last shred of dignity completely crumbled. She crawled over and grabbed my clothes, her expression more painful than tears. Was this the mother-in-law I always respected?

She was clearly a shameless slut. Women whose sexual desires are not satisfied are truly terrifying…

I knew that extremes lead to their opposites, and I didn’t want to go against my mother-in-law’s wishes any longer. I stroked her hair, helped her sit up on the sofa next to me, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my penis in front of her. I took her slender hand and held it in her grasp, a warm feeling spreading throughout my body.

Before I could even give the order, my mother-in-law had already begun to manipulate it with her slender fingers. Almost every married woman knows how to use a glove for masturbation, and my mother-in-law's basic technique was absolutely first-rate. After a while, she grasped my penis with four fingers while her thumb deftly circled the glans.

Soon, my penis became erect and bulging with veins. I enjoyed the skill of my mother-in-law's fingers. Her warm fingers sometimes circled, sometimes gently manipulated. My mother-in-law always kept her head turned away from my penis, but I could clearly feel it swelling under the caress of her jade-like fingers. My hands never stopped caressing my mother-in-law's vulva, sometimes touching and probing with my middle finger, sometimes with my index finger, sometimes mimicking the thrusting of a penis. Soon, my mother-in-law's vaginal fluid covered my fingers.

I pulled my fingers out and put them in my mouth, deliberately smacking them with relish and making sounds. My mother-in-law's face turned red to her neck, and she dared not turn her head away. She bit her lower lip tightly. I chuckled inwardly, grabbed her long hair, and forcefully pressed her head between my legs, the head of my penis touching the tip of her nose.

"Open your mouth, quick!"

I commanded. My mother-in-law knew this was called oral sex from the phone call. She turned her head slightly, reluctantly, but eventually opened her mouth. Without saying a word, I pressed her head down and thrust my penis in. My penis was very thick, completely stretching her mouth open.

"Lick gently, like you were stroking with your thumb earlier, lick my glans with your tongue... yes... um... circle... like that, take it in deeper... um, it feels good, I'll lick you very well later!"

I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and while enjoying myself, I instructed my mother-in-law on how to perform oral sex. Hearing that I could also perform oral sex on her, my mother-in-law's spirits faltered, and she swallowed even more vigorously, taking my unspecified scrotum into her mouth. My penis was covered in saliva, and my glans secreted some fluid. When she tried to spit out the fluid, I grabbed her hair and shouted, "Don't spit it out, swallow it..."

She actually swallowed the fluid overflowing from her future son-in-law's penis. After swallowing the fluid, tears of shame streamed down her face.

I kissed her cheek and smiled with satisfaction.

"Mother-in-law, now I'll let you experience the wonders of oral sex..."

I got up, carried her in my arms, and walked into her bedroom, laying her down on the bed.

"Take off your clothes... Oh, and... Lie on the bed and spread your legs... Very good..."

Her mature and alluring body was laid bare before me. My mother-in-law was truly a beauty; her pointed chin perfectly complemented her thin lips, making her incredibly sexy. Her eyebrows were meticulously groomed, and her eyes, though not large, were captivatingly alluring, shimmering with moisture. The corners of her eyes and mouth were almost wrinkle-free, thanks to meticulous care

. Her slender neck rested on her prominent collarbones. I swallowed hard; I never dreamed I'd be able to admire my noble mother-in-law's naked body. My gaze greedily continued to sweep over her. Her breasts were firm, with pale areolas, clearly untouched by men. Her waist had very little fat; her flat stomach rose and fell slightly with her breath. Even in her forties, her buttocks remained round and firm, showing no signs of sagging. I placed my palm on her inner thighs; the skin was incredibly smooth, like solidified cream, with faintly visible capillaries.

Such beautiful legs! They must have cost at least 200 yuan to treat. Her calves felt strong and showed no fat, the result of exercise. Her feet were soft and boneless, the soles showing no calluses, all meticulously cared for. Her manicured nails were smooth and polished, coated with a layer of clear nail polish. Not a single hair could be seen on her beautiful legs from beginning to end.

Looking at her alluring body, my penis was already protesting, protesting why I hadn't started to ravage her yet…

I threw off all my clothes, straddled my mother-in-law, and began licking her from her rounded breasts, then her flat stomach, thighs, calves… I licked her entire body. I pressed my nose against her clitoris, my lips between her soft labia, my tongue licking back and forth. Her juices flowed freely.

Then I extended my tongue and probed into her vaginal opening, moving it around inside. Soon, my mother-in-law's moans grew louder, her buttocks thrusting upwards, seemingly hoping my tongue would go in deeper. At the same time, she squeezed her breasts with both hands, her nipples hardening and her breasts turning red and white from being pinched. Soon, my mother-in-law's vagina was a vast ocean of fluid.

"Do you want me?"

"Yes! Yes…"

"How much?"

"So much… I want…"

"Is oral sex comfortable?"

"Mmm...comfortable...more comfortable than I imagined...oh...I can't take it anymore..."

"Do it yourself!"

My usually dignified mother-in-law was now just a wanton woman desperate for satisfaction, her eyes burning with lust. I figured she wouldn't refuse anything I asked. I rolled her down onto her back, facing the ceiling. "Sit on top of me, and put your penis into your cunt yourself..."

My mother-in-law impatiently straddled my waist, her slender fingers pinching my penis as she slowly inserted it into her vagina. I thrust my hips forward, "whoosh," pushing my penis deep inside.

"Aww..." My mother-in-law let out a moan, rising and falling like a mother wolf in heat, each time letting my penis penetrate deep into her body. I cupped her cheeks, admiring her lewd expression for a while, then placed my hands on her ample breasts, kneading them. My mother-in-law's moans rose and fell.

Her hair swayed wildly with her body, pleasure permeating every corner of her being. She had suppressed it for so long, it was too crazy.

Several times, the excessive force pressed so hard that my testicles ached, and I often had to hold her waist to control the range of her movements. Even so, every time my mother-in-law sat all the way down, she would rub my lower abdomen hard, as if trying to push my penis in as deeply as possible.

I couldn't let my mother-in-law control the rhythm of our lovemaking any longer, so I propped myself up, hugged her, and fell to the side. My penis remained inside her vagina, but I had already rolled over and climbed onto her body, thrusting hard dozens of times. I lifted my mother-in-law's fair thighs onto my shoulders and pushed them forward against her lower abdomen, exposing her vulva. Her two plump labia were turned outward, revealing the peach blossom cave inside, and I could even see the soft vaginal walls.

In this position, my penis was inserted the deepest. I thrust hard, my waist slamming against her again and again. Each time, the head of my penis hit her clitoris. When I felt like ejaculating, I would thrust my penis deep inside and then sway my waist, making my penis sway against the vaginal walls. As soon as the urge to ejaculate subsided, I would immediately thrust again.

After several rounds of intense pleasure, my mother-in-law fainted briefly several times, her body swaying and her large breasts shaking wildly. Beneath me, my beautiful mother-in-law resembled a wild lily battered by a storm. I thrust in and out hundreds of times with varying speeds, frequencies, and depths, until finally, her mature and sexy body couldn't withstand my relentless onslaught and she surrendered, climaxing…

“Hold onto my neck, quick…”

I didn't give her a chance to catch her breath. Kneeling, I forcefully embraced her slender waist, lifting her off the sheets, her long legs still draped over my shoulders. I tossed her around in the air, feeling as if her entire weight was supported by my penis. My mother-in-law, disheveled and exhausted from my ministrations, had her vaginal walls rubbed hundreds of times under my command. Her juices flowed in streams down her buttocks, the old fluids drying as new ones washed down.

My mother-in-law's moans drowned out the sound of my penis pounding against her body. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth wide open, she was being ravaged by me to the point of madness. I thrust hard into her vagina for a long time until I felt I could no longer support her weight, then I put her down. I had her lie on her side on the bed and I lay on my side behind her, lifting one of her beautiful legs and thrusting my penis all the way to the deepest point.

Lying on my side during sex wasn't too strenuous, and soon both my mother-in-law and I had regained some strength. Her desire was reignited; she moaned incoherently, her breath coming in gasps, groans, and whimpers alternating, pleasure shooting from my glans to my brain…

"Is it good?"

"...Good…ah…I'm going to die…don't stop…"

"Mmm! I'll fuck you to death, tear off your noble veil, and let your lewd nature return…"

Seeing my once beautiful and noble mother-in-law being fucked so wantonly, I felt a surge of triumph. Remembering her past attempts to blackmail me, I angrily thrust in and out, ravaging her body. When I felt my urge to ejaculate weaken, I changed positions.

When changing positions, I would pull my penis out to relieve the throbbing nerve endings in my glans. Sometimes I would lift my mother-in-law and lean her against the wall, her beautiful legs wrapped around my waist as I thrust wildly. Other times, I would drag a chair over and spread one of her legs open from the side, standing and holding her plump, round buttocks, thrusting upwards. My mother-in-law was so overwhelmed by my various positions that she didn't even have the strength to cry out, only moaning intermittently. She probably never imagined there could be so many variations of sex.

The flush on her cheeks never faded, and she would tremble with excitement every time I changed positions, her body soaked in sweat. I used my favorite position, making my mother-in-law kneel on the bed like a bitch, her buttocks raised, as I fucked her. Watching her shapely body sway under my powerful thrusts, I put my fingers in her mouth and made her suck on them. She sucked greedily, and I groaned as I thrust my penis all the way to her cervix each time.

After another half-day of thrusting, my mother-in-law reached another climax. Her buttocks trembled, her vagina tightened around my penis, and her vaginal fluid sprayed out, making my glans throb. She had already ejaculated three times, I silently muttered to myself.

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