[Incestuous Relationship Between Married Women] The mother and her father-in-law on the kang (heated brick bed) each get what they want.

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That period of time, more than twenty years ago, remains vividly clear in my memory. When I was a child, my family wasn't well-off; the whole village was poor and remote, and most people had never seen the world. Most lived a monotonous life, working from sunrise to sunset.

My family was of modest means; my parents cultivated a dozen acres of land to support me and my older sister, who was more than ten years older than me. Life was poor, but happy. Back then, the village didn't have electricity, and there weren't many forms of entertainment. I remember that whenever I woke up at night needing to urinate, I would find my parents naked, huddled together. At the time, I didn't understand what they were doing. These

happy days didn't last long. When I was ten, my father suffered a brain hemorrhage and became paralyzed, bedridden and unable to get up. My mother was forty-five or forty-six years old that year. This sudden tragedy placed the entire burden of the family on her shoulders.

My mother was short and a little overweight. She had a round face, short, shoulder-length hair, and was of average appearance, but not ugly either. My mother had large breasts, fair skin, and a belly full of fat. Above her short, thick thighs were large, fleshy buttocks that jiggled as she walked. When my father was healthy, she never did any heavy or strenuous work. Now that he had suddenly fallen ill, my mother felt helpless. She had to care for him and work in the fields, which was almost overwhelming. I couldn't help her at all then, as I had to go to school. Only my 23- or 24-year-old sister, a frail woman, supported her. They endured a difficult year.

The following spring, our neighbor, Auntie Er, approached my mother, intending to find a husband for my sister, hoping that the future son-in-law would be considerate of our family. My sister was already of marriageable age. Auntie Er's purpose was to ask what my sister's requirements were. My mother had no objections; she was fine with anything as long as my sister agreed. Finally, my sister's condition was that she had to live with us and help my mother until I grew up.

Not long after, my aunt found a young man from another village, a year older than my sister. His mother had died when he was young, and he was the youngest of three brothers. His two older brothers were already married, and his family was very poor; he lived with his father. He was willing to marry into our family. The young man was dark-skinned and sturdy, clearly a capable worker, and my sister and mother both approved of him.

Our house consisted of only three mud-brick rooms. The first room, near the entrance, served as the stove, cooking area, and living room. The east-facing inner room stored grain and miscellaneous items. The west-facing inner room was our large kang (heated brick bed), and the only west wing was used as a cowshed and a storage room for farm tools. My sister needed a place to live after getting married. This didn't stump my mother. She had someone partition the kang with wooden planks, creating two small spaces. My parents and I slept on one side, and my sister and brother-in-law slept on the other, with a cloth curtain separating the edges of the kang. Soon, a simple ceremony was held, and my sister was married. That night, Mom urged me to go to bed early, and she lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) early herself, drawing the curtains tightly shut. My sister and brother-in-law also went to sleep on the other side of the kang, separated by a wooden board. Mom blew out the oil lamp, and the room was pitch black. Besides the sounds of people breathing, the barking of dogs in the street and the rubbing of stray cats in heat could be heard. Soon, I heard a faint groan of pain from my sister next door

, followed by a soft slapping sound. Mom, who shared a quilt with me, pulled the blanket over my head. The next day, my sister and brother-in-law got up very late and found Mom's eyes red, as if she hadn't slept well all night. For the first few nights, we always heard that soft slapping sound from next door, and whenever that happened, Mom would cover me with the blanket. Later, the slapping sound gradually grew louder, and my sister's groans became louder as well. Once, my leg accidentally touched Mom's buttocks. Mom wasn't wearing underwear, and her buttocks were wet and slippery. At that time, I didn't understand what they were doing.

Time flew by, and summer arrived in the blink of an eye. My brother-in-law was really capable; he practically did all the physical work for the whole family. My mother and sister saw this and appreciated it, and were very happy. When the corn was tasseling, my brother-in-law got up early to spray pesticides in the field. My mother made breakfast and took me to the field to deliver it to him, and to help him with the work. The sun was very hot. When we got to the field, my mother and I walked through the gaps between the corn stalks. When we were about to reach the puddle in the middle of the field, my mother suddenly stopped. She froze there, and I stopped with her. I looked at my mother's face, confused, wondering why she had stopped. I saw that her eyes seemed to be drawn to something; she stared blankly ahead, mouth agape. I followed her gaze and saw my brother-in-law standing naked in the puddle. He'd probably just finished spraying pesticides and was bathing in the shallow water, just above his knees. He was splashing water with his hands. My mother and I were standing among the corn stalks. My brother-in-law hadn't seen us; he was focused on his bath. Beneath his strong abs, a large, dark penis dangled from his crotch, swaying directly in our direction. His penis was incredibly thick and long, almost as big as a donkey's. Imagine how big it would be when it was erect! It took my mother a while to recover. She handed me my food and turned to walk away.

When my brother-in-law saw me bring him food, he hurriedly jumped out of the puddle, pulled on his underwear, took the food from my hand, and sat on the embankment to wolf it down. Between bites, he asked, "Did you come alone? Why didn't your sister come?" I replied, "My sister is washing clothes. Mom came with me. She saw you taking a bath, so she went to work over there." Upon hearing this, my brother-in-law stopped eating abruptly, a lewd smile creeping across his face. He seemed to be imagining something.

Since that day, the sounds of slapping from next door at night have become even louder. I remember one time, the sounds of slapping and moaning continued from the kang (a heated brick bed) next door. Before, they only came after the lamp was blown out, but this time the lamp was on, illuminating even my mother's and my side. My mother wasn't asleep. When the sounds stopped, she got up, picked up the chamber pot under the edge of the kang, and took off her only underwear. I saw that the bottom of her underwear was completely soaked. Her large, white buttocks were squatting on the chamber pot, urinating loudly. My mother's urination was loud, but she urinated for a long time. Suddenly, I felt a figure moving outside the edge of the kang. I looked up and saw that it was my brother-in-law standing under the kang, his buttocks bare, his large penis erect, holding the chamber pot and urinating, but he wasn't urinating. His eyes were peeking through the gap in the curtain at my mother, who was urinating with her back to him. He didn't notice me watching him. Mom finished urinating, lifted her buttocks from the chamber pot, knelt on the kang (a heated brick bed), and stuck out her big white buttocks, revealing her purplish-red cleft. She wiped the urine off her large, fleshy vulva with her underwear. My brother-in-law was stunned; his penis swelled to a purplish color and he couldn't help but start masturbating. My sister fell fast asleep after her orgasm. Mom, with her buttocks sticking out at the edge of the kang, vigorously rubbed her cleft with her underwear. Then I looked at my brother-in-law, who slowly lifted the curtain to carefully examine my mother's big white buttocks, his penis very close to her buttocks. He gripped his penis and began stroking it faster. Mom started breathing heavily. His rubbing of her thick labia had widened them, revealing pink flesh and a bottomless black hole. Suddenly, he shuddered, and a stream of milky white fluid spurted from his penis, spraying into the gaping hole in Mom's buttocks. He ejaculated several more times, covering Mom's buttocks and hands. Startled by the sudden turn, Mom whirled around. He stood there dumbfounded, fluid still dripping from his penis. Mom's face flushed red. She quickly pulled the curtain shut. Sitting on the kang (heated brick bed), she looked at the fluid on her hands, couldn't resist smelling it, and laughed. Around the Mid-

Autumn Festival, during the corn harvest, my sister became pregnant. Unable to work in the fields with her large belly, my brother-in-law, overwhelmed, called his father to help with the harvest. My sister's father-in-law is in his fifties, a strong man with a bald head and a thick beard, even his chest and lower abdomen are covered in hair. Despite his age, he's very capable. Working during the day is fine, but finding a place to sleep at night is another challenge! We don't have extra room, so my mother had to squeeze a little space for him on our kang (heated brick bed). My father lay in his designated spot at the head of the kang, my mother slept next to him and me under the same blanket, and my sister's father-in-law slept next to me. At dinner, he and my brother-in-law had a couple of drinks. After a hearty meal and drinks, and as it got dark, he quite practically took off his shirt and trousers, leaving only a pair of worn-out shorts, and lay down on the kang to sleep.

After feeding my father and finishing the housework, it was quite late. My sister and brother-in-law had already gone to bed, and I had also gone to bed early on the kang (a heated brick bed). My mother went out to change into some loose clothes and lay down between my father and me, blowing out the oil lamp to go to sleep. Everything in the room became quiet. The Mid-Autumn Festival moonlight was very bright, shining through the window and illuminating the entire kang. The old man next to me smelled particularly badly of alcohol. His bald head gleamed in the moonlight, and his full beard, along with a large patch of chest hair extending down to his navel, made him look like a wild man sleeping on our kang. The kang was already cramped with three people, and with him, it became even more crowded and stuffy, so my mother had to lie on her side. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and my sister's soft moans began again from the wooden partition next door. My sister's father-in-law was not asleep; his underwear gradually bulged and stood up high. He reached out and pulled open the edge of his underwear, and suddenly a penis the size of a flashlight sprang out. I saw my mother suddenly raise her head in surprise, then lower it again. She wasn't asleep; she was watching him. He was holding his large penis, slowly stroking it up and down, listening to the sounds from next door. It had been almost two years since my father fell ill. My mother, in her forties, was in the prime of her life, especially after seeing my brother-in-law's large penis. Whenever there was noise from next door, I would see her pull down her underwear and reach into her crotch, vigorously rubbing herself. That night, my mother's hands weren't idle either. Watching the old man masturbate, she also began to rub herself, panting heavily. The old man heard something unusual about my mother's breathing and turned to look at her face. Their eyes met, and my mother, embarrassed, quickly stopped rubbing, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep. The old man seemed to understand something; the sounds from next door continued. He turned to the side, and a rough, large hand reached past me into my mother's lap. My mother was stunned. Coming to her senses, she quickly grabbed his hand, trying to struggle, but she didn't have the strength. Perhaps afraid of waking me, she gave up.

My sister's father-in-law lifted my mother's vest, revealing her two large, round breasts, and began to knead them. My mother remained motionless, letting him do as he pleased. His hand slid down her lower abdomen and slipped inside her underwear. My mother closed her eyes and began to moan softly. He tried to pull my mother closer, but she refused. He didn't give up, pulling my mother's hand to his penis. My mother didn't resist, willingly holding his thick penis and stroking it. He lay down next to me, comfortably enjoying my mother's ministrations. My mother's hand moved from slow to fast, and soon the old man squeezed his legs together, thrusting his buttocks upward to meet my mother's hand, and gushes of semen gushed out. My mother quickly released her hand, grabbed some toilet paper from the pillow, and threw it to him. The next room became quiet, and the old man next to me started snoring.

The next day, everyone started their work early as if nothing had happened, and my sister's father-in-law worked even harder. He drank a few more glasses of wine at dinner, leering at my mother. She gave him a look, and he happily lay down. As usual, my mother finished her chores and took care of my father until he was asleep. Tonight, she took a bath in the east-facing room and was the last to get into bed.

The old man's smell of alcohol was so strong it made me want to vomit. I didn't plan to sleep next to him, so I snuggled up next to my father. When my mother came to the bed and saw me next to him, she lay down next to my sister's father-in-law, her back to him, so as not to disturb my sleep. There was no sound from next door on the wooden plank, and the old man was snoring. I thought everything was peaceful tonight. It was a cloudy day with no moonlight outside, and the room was pitch black, except for intermittent rumbles of thunder and flashes of lightning that occasionally illuminated the room. My mother fell asleep, holding me close. I was so tired that I fell asleep too. I don't know how long I slept, but I was woken up by the urge to urinate. As usual, I woke my mother to get me the chamber pot. It was raining heavily outside, and a cool breeze was blowing in. The room was pitch black. I waved my hand but couldn't find my mother. Where was she? I called out "Mom" without thinking. Before I could even finish saying "pee," a flash of lightning illuminated the entire room. I saw a dark, hairy old man, naked, straddling my mother's full, white body, moving back and forth. My mother's vest was flipped up, revealing her large breasts, which were flattened by my sister and father-in-law's chests. Her lower body was bare, and she was holding his bald head, kissing his bearded, foul mouth. Their tongues were intertwined. My mother's snow-white thighs were spread wide and raised high, clamping the old man's lower body between her legs, her knees bent and her heels hooked tightly around his buttocks, moving in sync with the man's movements. After the lightning, darkness returned. They heard my cry and panicked. My mother returned to my side, her lower body accidentally brushing against my leg. I felt her crotch was slippery. I said I needed to pee, and she quickly grabbed the chamber pot from under the edge of the bed.

After urinating, I lay back down to sleep. I noticed she was wearing underwear and was sleeping on her side, hugging me. After a while, a large hand wrapped around her stomach from behind, slowly lifting her vest and then gradually pulling down her underwear. She arched her back, sticking her buttocks out, and raised one leg. I heard a soft "plop" from under the covers, and she let out a soft sigh. A force was rhythmically thrusting into her from behind. I shifted, and my right hand accidentally brushed against her crotch, touching a thick, fleshy penis moving in and out of her thick, hairless labia, covered in sticky fluid. My hand remained motionless, the penis still deeply inserted. Startled, my mother gently called my name, but I pretended to be asleep and didn't respond. Thinking I was asleep, she gently removed my hand and turned away from my bed. Another flash of lightning illuminated the bed, revealing my mother straddling my sister's father-in-law, her large, white buttocks swaying. The man's large hands gripped her breasts. My mother seemed oblivious to everything, moaning softly. Suddenly, my sister's moans echoed from the wooden partition next door. Another flash of lightning revealed my mother pinned beneath him again, clinging tightly to his back. The old man's movements quickened, his breathing heavy. The sounds of impact from next door grew louder. As the last flash of lightning illuminated the scene, the rain stopped. The old man on top of my mother lay motionless, his lower body pressed tightly against hers, trembling all over. My mother let out a long sigh, stroking his bald head with satisfaction. Next door, after a series of rapid thrusting sounds, there was a sudden silence, followed by the sound of toilet paper being wiped on both sides. My mother returned to my bed and soon fell asleep, while the two men on either side snored. Only I looked at my father on his sickbed, tears streaming down my face, unable to sleep all night.

When I woke up, it was already daylight, but the thunder was still rumbling and the rain was still pattering outside. Rainy days meant people couldn't work in the fields, so they could rest. I opened my eyes; the adults on the kang (heated brick bed) were still asleep. My mother and her father-in-law were still naked. My mother was lying on her side, embracing him, fast asleep, one of her thighs pressed against his lower body, and a wad of toilet paper was stuck between her buttocks. I squinted at them, not wanting to disturb them. Suddenly, my brother-in-law's father woke up, pushed my mother away from him, and my mother woke up too. She quickly sat up, looked at me, and pulled the blanket over herself. Her father-in-law got up, took the chamber pot, urinated, looked down at my mother's face, and his large, dark penis became erect again. He put down the chamber pot and crawled into my mother's bed. There was no movement from the side of the wooden plank. My sister and brother-in-law were still asleep, and my father lay motionless beside me, oblivious to everything. My brother-in-law's father climbed into the bed, right up to my mother's lower body. The edge of the blanket was propped up by my mother's raised legs, exposing her genitals. I saw a face pressed against the pubic hair. My mother had her eyes closed, seemingly enjoying it. A moment later, her father-in-law climbed out of the bed, sat against the windowsill, and lit a cigarette. He pulled my mother up and pressed her head down between his legs. My mother obediently lay on his lap, pulling the blanket over his lower body and herself. There was a rhythmic movement under the blanket as my brother-in-law's father slowly smoked. After a while, my mother, perhaps feeling stuffy under the blanket, poked her head out. I was stunned. My usually very clean mother was now sucking on her father-in-law's large, black, and smelly penis. My mother spat out his penis, then licked his testicles, and then took his penis back into her mouth. My brother-in-law's father finished his cigarette, helped my mother up, laid her down, spread her legs, and pressed his large penis inside her. He pressed his entire body against hers, their lips touching. My mother casually pulled the blanket back over herself, covering her head as well. A series of rhythmic movements began inside the blanket. After a long while, the rapid movements subsided, and then a while later, my brother-in-law's father climbed out of bed, his penis limp and covered in a white, foamy substance. He wiped it with his underwear and put on his clothes. My mother then got up, naked, and squatted on the chamber pot with her back to me. She didn't urinate, but I saw a lot of something like snot flowing from her vagina. My mother cleaned herself, put on her clothes, and got off the bed to cook.

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