Mother, daughter, and wife

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My name is Li Hao, I am twenty-six years old, six feet one inch tall, strong and handsome. After graduating from university, I worked for a large company. My family is in mainland China, and I have no other relatives in Hong Kong. Therefore, I have always wanted to find a girl from a well-off family in Hong Kong to be my wife.

My wish finally came true. At the end of the year before last, I met a young and beautiful girl named Li Lan, whom I will call Alan. She was eighteen years old that year and worked as a nurse in a large hospital. She was very beautiful, with a perfect figure, and was also very upright, gentle, virtuous, innocent, and romantic. Her father used to be a senior employee, but unfortunately passed away early. Her only relative is her mother, Murong Huiru, who is a professor of Chinese literature at a university in Hong Kong. She is skilled in literary criticism and frequently publishes articles that have a great influence. I had long known of this famous scholar, who was renowned both at home and abroad, and had admired her for a long time, but we had never met. Therefore, after meeting Alan, I specifically sought out and read several of her mother's collections of essays and works, and I greatly appreciated them. I longed to meet this renowned scholar and future mother-in-law whom I greatly admired, so that I could learn from her.

Two years after Alan and I met, we felt a deep connection and were ready to discuss marriage. Therefore, she decided to take me to her home to meet her mother. She said her mother wanted me to come to her house for dinner that evening, but she was working the afternoon shift and wouldn't be home until 7 pm. She gave me the address and told me to go there myself. I found it quickly. It was a luxurious two-story house with a large garden and a family swimming pool in the back.

I rang the doorbell at the gate, and a clear, sweet, and pleasant female voice asked who I was looking for. I gave my name and said I was a friend of Alan's and had come to visit at her invitation. The voice warmly said, "Welcome! Please come in!" The automatic door opened.

I walked along the tree-lined path to the front of the building, where a young woman, who looked to be about my age, around twenty-five or twenty-six, greeted me at the door.

This woman was stunningly beautiful, like a celestial being. I was immediately stunned upon seeing her, and couldn't help but hesitate. I couldn't believe such beauty existed in the world! Alan was already very beautiful, but this woman was even more beautiful, more charming and alluring, with a graceful and noble demeanor, and an elegant and refined temperament. She had white teeth and red lips, arched eyebrows and full cheeks, her skin was snow-white and delicate, her bearing radiant, her figure graceful and elegant, her beauty radiant and refined. Tall and slender yet full-figured, her body perfectly proportioned, her hair styled in a cloud-like bun, she seemed ethereal. Her figure was extremely well-proportioned, round and full, with perfect measurements. Her waist was very thin, suggesting she had never given birth.

My first impression was that she resembled a dancer. Her demeanor wasn't like Alan's charming, innocent, and romantic nature; rather, she was dignified, elegant, and sophisticated, commanding respect from the moment we met. What struck me most was her voice—clear, melodious, and soft, possessing a mature and captivating charm.

I couldn't determine her relationship to Alan; it certainly wasn't her mother, as her mother would never be so young. Yet, Alan had never mentioned having any other relatives at home. I guessed she was one of Alan's cousins.

"Mr. Li! Please come in, don't be shy!"

she said softly, abruptly waking me from my reverie.

She smiled at me and said, "Alan said you were coming today, so I've been waiting for you at home. Please come in and have a seat."

She led me to the living room, warmly welcoming me, pouring tea and offering fruit, saying Alan would be back soon. She then brought me a stack of magazines and newspapers, turned on the television in the living room, and said, "Mr. Li, please have a seat; I'll go to the kitchen to cook."

With that, she headed towards the kitchen.

Her walk was light and graceful, her waist swaying elegantly—truly a picture of captivating charm.

Ah! I wonder who she is to Alan; she's so alluring!

I sat there lost in thought: if I hadn't been engaged to Alan first, and this woman hadn't married either, and I had to choose one as my wife, I'd likely choose this one. Putting aside her beauty, her temperament and demeanor alone have me mesmerized!

Lost in thought, Alan returned. She immediately threw herself into my arms, gave me a loving kiss, and then called out sweetly, "Mommy, I'm home!"

I whispered to her, "Your mommy doesn't seem to be home."

She asked in surprise, "Then who opened the door for you?"

I said, "A young woman in her twenties, probably one of your older sisters."

"What did she look like?"

"Slim, extremely well-proportioned, and very beautiful. You could tell she was a very elegant and respectable person."

I thought for a moment, "Hmm, based on your description, it's probably my cousin from Singapore who's back. That's great, I've been thinking about her!"

She asked again, "Where is she?"

I said, "After settling me in, she went to the kitchen to cook."

Alan said, "Let me go see."

With that, she skipped and hopped towards the kitchen.

Suddenly, I heard two women laughing loudly, laughing so happily and for a long time.

"Ah Hao!"

Alan called out, pulling the woman's hand and leading her into the living room. Smiling, she said, "Ah Hao, come, let me introduce you to my sister!"

Before she could finish her sentence, she burst into laughter, tears streaming down her face. The woman was also laughing, but not as heartily as Alan; her laughter was somewhat shy, her face flushed.

I quickly stood up.

"Ah Hao, listen up! Kneel down and pay your respects to your mother-in-law!"

Alan said, deliberately putting on a stern face.

"You naughty girl, how rude!"

The woman lightly slapped Alan on the back, then said with a sweet laugh, "Mr. Li, it's all my fault for not introducing myself earlier. I'm Alan's mother, my name is Murong Huiru."

"Ah!"

My face flushed red, and I said with surprise and shame, "Auntie, I'm sorry!"

She walked over to me, gestured for me to sit down, and sat beside me, patting my hand and saying sweetly, "Please don't mind! My precious daughter has no manners at all; I've spoiled her rotten since she was little!"

She then said to Alan, "Go and put the dishes on the table, pour the wine, and we'll be right there."

She then said to me, "Mr. Li, you're a few years older than Alan, so you should help her more in the future and try to correct her childish temper. I'm always afraid she'll be so rude in front of others, that wouldn't be good. From now on, this is your home; you must come back often, otherwise, your auntie will be angry!"

Then, we talked about my family, my experiences, my current job, and so on.

Alan called us over. My mother-in-law took my hand again and we walked together to the dining room. Her delicate, slender fingers were so soft and boneless that I felt flustered, my heart pounding.

After we sat down, my aunt raised her glass first and said in a cheerful voice, "Welcome, Ah Hao, to our home for the first time today. From now on, you should treat this place as your own home and come back often! Come, let's have a drink!"

After eating for a while, she asked sweetly, "Is the food I made to your liking?"

I nodded repeatedly and said, "It's wonderful! I've been in Hong Kong for several years, and this is the first time I've eaten at home. It's delicious!"

Ah Lan playfully exclaimed, "Ah Hao, you should toast your sister!"

My aunt immediately pinched her ear: "Don't be so presumptuous!"

Then she said to me, "Actually, you can't blame Ahao for having bad taste. People who don't know me say I'm in my twenties. In reality, I'm thirty-six. I got married early, at sixteen, and had Alan at seventeen. My family was well-off, I had no worries, and I have a cheerful and optimistic personality. Plus, I'm a former dancer, so I take care of myself and have always maintained a slim figure and fair, plump skin, which masks my actual age."

I smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I think you're at most twenty-five. It's funny, Alan told me that you're a professor in the literature department at a university, and I imagined you to be a white-haired old woman! I didn't expect you to be so young, and you look about ten years younger than your actual age!"

My words made everyone laugh.

I thought to myself: My age is exactly between them, mother and daughter, eight years older than Alan and nine years younger than my aunt. Thinking of this, a novel idea immediately popped into my head: both mother and daughter were exceptionally beautiful, their complexions radiant and their beauty dazzling, truly a pair of peerless beauties. And their personalities were distinct: one innocent and romantic, the other gentle and elegant—truly a pair of captivating and alluring women. My aunt wasn't much older than me; if I had met her first, perhaps I would have pursued her wholeheartedly!

That day, the atmosphere was very harmonious, and everyone quickly became familiar with each other.

I really liked this family. Alan was intelligent, sexy, and understanding, and naturally cared for me a lot. My aunt was kind-hearted, gentle, and virtuous, with high cultural and moral standards, an elegant demeanor, and spoke appropriately. We got along very well, and I admired her from the bottom of my heart. She also repeatedly said she liked me very much.

After that, I came twice a week. My aunt was warm and generous, never treating me like an outsider. Whenever she needed my help with anything at home, she would call me. If she cooked something delicious, she would call me back. She also made me many trendy, high-end clothes. I felt completely at ease there, experiencing the warmth of family.

The Second Honeymoon: Joyful but Unforgettable, Mother's Loneliness

Soon after, Alan and I held our wedding ceremony. The wedding was held in a church, followed by a banquet at a large hotel. Many guests came that day, including Alan's colleagues and friends, as well as teachers from my mother-in-law's school. The atmosphere was very lively.

Our new home was in Alan's house.

We returned home from the hotel around 8 PM. After getting out of the car, my aunt took Alan's and my hands and led us upstairs to our room.

The house was spacious. Downstairs was a large living room, two studies, a kitchen, a dining room, and two gyms. Upstairs, there were more than a dozen rooms, divided into four suites, each with a bedroom, study, and bathroom. The suite Alan and I stayed in was the same one Alan used to live in, right next to her aunt's suite. There was a door connecting the two suites.

Her aunt was very happy today, dressed exceptionally fashionably and looking stunning. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was the bride. After she led us into the room, she happily said to Alan and me, "Children, I wish you happiness!"

Alan happily rushed into her mother's arms, hugging her neck and kissing her repeatedly until her mother-in-law cried out, "Oh dear, you're kissing me so hard I can't breathe! Save your energy for kissing your Prince Charming!"

"Mommy's naughty! Naughty! You're teasing your daughter!"

Alan shouted, lightly pounding her mother's chest with her hands, and playfully said, "In the future, I'll find you a husband too, and on your wedding day, I'll see if I don't tease you!"

Her aunt's face flushed instantly, and she grabbed Alan's hand, about to slap her.

"Wow! Mommy's face is red! So beautiful, like a peach blossom!"

Alan said, laughing as she ran away.

The mother and daughter chased each other around the room, leaving me behind.

Finally, the mother caught her daughter, gave her two slaps on the bottom, and then pulled her to me, saying, "Ah Hao! She's yours now. You have to discipline her properly!"

At this moment, Alan, covered in sweat, went into the bathroom to shower. Only my aunt and I remained in the room. She walked up to me and said sweetly, "Ah Hao, congratulations! Come and kiss Mommy too!"

I moved closer, put my arms around her shoulders, lowered my head, and kissed her forehead.

I noticed her body tremble slightly. When I looked up, her two soft hands were wrapped around my waist, and she said excitedly, "Ah Hao, kiss Mommy's face and lips too!"

As she spoke, she raised her head, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her cherry lips slightly pursed, like she was asking a lover for a kiss.

At that moment, I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a kind of emotion towards her, not the kind of emotion I felt for my mother-in-law, but more like the kind of attachment I felt for a lover.

I lightly kissed her cheeks and lips a few times, and then let her go.

She said emotionally, "Ah Hao, you are truly a model man! I am so happy for Alan! I only have this one daughter, and I hope you will treat Alan well in the future. With your looks and qualities, any woman who sees you will fall in love with you, so you mustn't mistreat Alan!"

I said, "Mommy, you flatter me. It's impossible for every woman to fall in love with me!"

"Ah Hao, you are very charming! You may not even realize it yourself."

She said shyly, "Let me tell you a secret: even I have fallen in love with you! If Alan hadn't met you first, I would definitely have married you!"

Hearing this, I said excitedly, "Ah! Mommy, you think the same as me! From the first day I met you, I also fell in love with you! I have thought more than once: if I hadn't met Alan first, I would definitely have pursued you!"

As I spoke, I hugged her tightly in my arms and kissed her cherry lips a few times.

Her body trembled again, and she quickly pushed me away, saying shyly, "Ah Hao, don't do this! I only said 'if you hadn't met Ah Lan.' But now, I'm your mother-in-law, and you're my son-in-law. Our relationship is settled; you can't have any improper thoughts! Let me go; it would be very bad if Ah Lan saw this!"

She pulled me to the sofa and sat me down, saying with concern, "Ah Hao, young men and women should receive sex education from their parents before marriage. Your parents aren't here; do you know anything about this?"

I said, "No one has ever told me; I've only read some things in books."

She said, "Then I'll have to speak for your parents. After marriage, men and women should have sexual intercourse, that is, have intercourse. Simply put, both men and women should take off their clothes, and the man should be on top of the woman..." "He inserts his genitals into the woman's vagina and thrusts in and out—that's sexual intercourse."

I asked, "What's the purpose of that?"

She laughed, took my hand, and said, "Silly boy, it's a very wonderful and comfortable experience."

I asked again, "What kind of comfort?"

Her fair, delicate face immediately flushed red, and she softly said, "This...it's indescribable...you'll experience it for yourself!"

She continued, "What I want to tell you is that before sexual intercourse, a young girl is called a virgin, and she has a hymen at the vaginal opening. So during the first sexual intercourse, the insertion of the man's penis will cause it to rupture, resulting in bleeding and great pain. Therefore, when you insert it, don't rush, take it slowly, and learn to be gentle with her."

I hurriedly asked, "How do I be gentle with her?"

She said, "At first, you should kiss her gently, caressing her all over, including her vaginal opening, until she produces a lot of fluid, making her vagina very lubricated. Then you can go in. Go in slowly, little by little, a little in, a little out, and then deeper. This way, Alan's pain will be less."

I said, "Auntie, I understand. If it really doesn't work, I won't go in today!"

She smiled mysteriously, patted my face, and said sweetly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself! Hey! What did you just call me? Why did you call me Auntie!"

I quickly changed my address: "Mommy!"

"Hey!"

She happily stroked my face: "What a good child!"

I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms again. She didn't object, her body seemingly boneless, closing her eyes and leaning against me. I held her waist with one hand and lifted her chin with the other, and saw her cherry lips trembling. I gently kissed her and put my tongue into her mouth. She seemed extremely intoxicated, her cherry lips slightly parted, accepting my tongue.

Suddenly, she snapped out of it, hurriedly pushed me away, and broke free from my embrace, whispering, "Oh dear, I completely forgot I'm your mother! But, Hao, you're really charming!"

Her face flushed even more as she said this, and she stood up and went back to her room. She didn't come out for about ten minutes.

At that moment, Alan also came out of the bathroom.

My mother-in-law said happily, "Alright! You should rest now. Congratulations on your marriage!"

Then she went back to her room.

After her bath, Alan looked like a lotus emerging from the water, incredibly beautiful. She was only wearing a towel, and she gracefully walked to me. I immediately embraced her, kissing her passionately. She also wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me tenderly. I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, placing her on the bed. She lay there motionless, her eyes closed. I slowly loosened the towel around her; she was completely naked. Her skin was so white, delicate, and smooth to the touch. I began to caress her body; she moaned softly, her body trembling slightly. When I touched her vagina, I found it was already wet, so I took off my clothes and pressed myself against her. Her face flushed, she slightly opened her eyes and nervously whispered, "Darling, please be slow, I'm so scared!" I

kissed her and gently whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I'll move gently!"

I moved slowly, but I couldn't penetrate her. Alan was also very excited at this point, her waist twisting incessantly. I suddenly exerted force, and she cried out, "Ouch! It hurts so much!"

I stopped and gently kissed her. I saw that her forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat, and she was still moaning softly.

Afraid of hurting her, I stopped and gently kissed her.

After a while, she whispered to me, "Darling, I'm much better now. You can move."

So I moved slowly. She was still biting her lip. I knew she was still in pain, so I tried to be as gentle as possible. Unexpectedly, Alan suddenly thrust her hips forward, urging me to thrust.

I gently asked her, "Do you need it?"

She slightly opened her eyes and said shyly, "Yes, you can go faster!"

So I sped up.

Her moans grew louder and louder, until finally she cried out. Encouraged by her, I thrust into her with the force of a storm. Finally, I ejaculated inside her. Alan trembled all over, holding me tightly. I felt her tender, hot vagina convulsing.

I remembered my mother-in-law saying, "After an orgasm, a woman needs a man's comfort even more."

So I gently stroked her body and kissed her tenderly.

She nestled in my arms like a docile lamb, one hand holding my penis. I heard her murmur, "Ah Hao, you're so good! I feel so happy!"

I asked, "Darling, are you still in pain?"

She said seductively, "It hurt a lot at first, but it doesn't hurt anymore. I feel so comfortable!"

That night, I stayed on top of her, and we made love seven times. Finally, we fell asleep in each other's arms.

We didn't get up until noon the next day. My mother-in-law had already returned from class and had prepared lunch for us.

"Mommy!"

Alan called out happily.

She greeted us in the living room, smiling as she said, "The little bird has finally left the nest! Come and eat."

"Mommy!"

Alan blushed and immediately threw herself into her arms, acting coquettishly.

She pushed her daughter aside, making her sit down, and said with boundless affection, "Did you have a good wedding night? Look, Alan's eyes are all red."

She added, "She cried all night, keeping me awake all night."

"Mommy's naughty!"

Alan cried, throwing herself into her arms and playfully punching her chest, "Don't tell!"

"Okay, I won't!"

she continued, smiling, stroking her daughter's hair, and winking at me mysteriously. She whispered in her daughter's ear, "Does it still hurt?"

Alan said shyly, "A little."

Then, feigning annoyance, she said to me, "Mommy, he was so naughty, so rough!"

My mother-in-law laughed and said, "Who told you to get married! But it only hurts on the first day, it'll be fine afterward."

She glanced at me shyly, her own face flushed, so beautiful and captivating. I stared at her, and then she looked up at me, our eyes meeting. She quickly lowered her head, embarrassed. I also felt that my gaze had been somewhat inappropriate.

That night, Alan and I made love several more times. As we embraced and kissed sweetly, I suddenly heard moans coming from my mother-in-law's room.

I quickly said, "Alan, listen, it sounds like Mommy is moaning. Is she sick?"

Alan whispered, "Keep your voice down. Mommy isn't sick. Oh, Mommy is so pitiful, so young, and she's already lost her husband! I remember when I was little, I heard Mommy make those sounds several times, and I thought she was sick. When I peeked through the crack in the door, I always saw her naked, touching her body with her hands. I didn't dare make a sound. Later, when I grew up, I realized that Mommy was masturbating. I didn't understand before, but now that I'm married, I understand how important sex is to a woman! Now, I can't be without you for a moment!"

I asked, "Then why didn't Mommy remarry?"

“Mommy is doing this for me, afraid I’ll be neglected, afraid I won’t be able to accept it. Actually, now I realize how lonely Mommy is! I really hope Mommy remarries!”

I said, “Then let’s try to persuade her to find someone, okay?”

She said, “Daddy is a very good person, handsome, smart, capable, very considerate, and has a high social status; Mommy herself is also a strong woman. So I think, even if she agrees to remarry, it will probably be difficult to find someone suitable!”

“Then why don’t you try to probe a little?”

She nodded, “Let’s talk about it when there’s an opportunity!”

After saying that, she snuggled into my arms and fell asleep.

On the third night, Alan whispered to me in bed, "Hao, I told Mom about that, and at first she was adamant about not wanting to. But after my repeated persuasion, she finally agreed to consider it. But when I asked her what kind of husband she wanted, guess what she said?"

"How should I know!"

I said.

"Mommy half-jokingly said to me, 'If you're going to find someone, find someone just like Ahao in every way.' It seems she has very high standards. This is really difficult; there's only one Ahao in the world, where can I find another one!"

She then suddenly said slyly, "Hey! It seems Mommy has her eye on you! How about I give you to her?"

"Nonsense!"

I gently pinched her bottom, and she let out a sweet cry before throwing herself into my arms… After the revelry, she nestled in my arms and sighed softly, "It's a pity she's my mommy; if only she were my sister!"

I asked, "What's wrong with that?"

She said, "Then I'd follow the story of Empress Ying and Yu'e, and we'd both marry you!"

My heart skipped a beat, and I blurted out, "Okay!"

But then I realized it was impossible; how could a mother and daughter share a husband!

She said seriously, "Hey! I have an idea, I wonder if it's feasible?"

I asked, "Tell me about it."

She said, "I want to persuade Mommy to actually marry you too!"

Her words were astonishing! I was stunned and shook my head repeatedly, saying, "How can you do that!"

She said sweetly, "Ah Hao, I'm serious! Anyway, the three of us already live together, we just sleep separately now. If we invite Mommy to live with us, wouldn't that solve her loneliness? And no outsiders would know."

I said, "That won't do! In this world, I only love you!"

She said sweetly, "But Mommy isn't an outsider! If you love me, you must love Mommy too! Do you think Mommy is too old or not pretty enough?"

"No, no! Mommy is only nine years older than me, and she looks very young and beautiful. If she really became my wife, how happy I would be to have you two, mother and daughter, by my side every day!"

Of course, I loved Mommy very much, but I just didn't want to say it outright. So I asked again, "Then... will Mommy agree?"

She cheerfully replied, "If you really agree, then let me persuade her!"

I said, "I'd be more than happy to, but I'm afraid Mommy won't agree! Let's see how good your silver tongue is!"

The next day, I worked overtime at the company and didn't go home that night. The following evening at dinner, I noticed that my mother-in-law's face turned bright red to her ears as soon as she saw me return. During dinner, she didn't say a word, keeping her head down the whole time. I didn't understand why and didn't press her for an answer. After Alan and I went to bed, she whispered to me, "I talked to Mommy about that."

"Did she agree?"

I asked impatiently.

"She strongly objects,"

she said, somewhat disappointed.

"How did you talk to her?"

I asked.

"I slept with my mother and solemnly discussed my thoughts. My mother was furious and scolded me for talking nonsense. I said, 'You said yourself that if you were going to marry, you would marry someone just like Ahao in every way!' She said, 'But I didn't say I wanted to marry Ahao! I really like Ahao, and if you hadn't married him, I really would have. But now he's my son-in-law, how can a mother-in-law marry her son-in-law!' I tried everything, from gentle persuasion to force, but she just wouldn't agree."

"Then forget it!"

I said, "Your idea is inherently illogical!"

"No! I'm not willing to let it go like this!"

she muttered, somewhat resentfully, "I'm going to make her marry you!"

"Can you force someone into marriage?"

I asked jokingly.

"Yes, I've come up with another plan!"

she said smugly, "It's a 'make-a-dead' scheme!"

And so she quietly told me her plan.

I deliberately said, "Absolutely not."

She said, "It's alright. Mommy loves you very much, and if you do something wrong, she will definitely forgive you!"

After her repeated persuasion, I finally agreed to give it a try.

Chapter Three: A Handsome Son-in-Law Wins Over His Beautiful Mother-in-Law

Under Alan's careful arrangements, our whole family went on a trip to Jiujiang.

In Lushan, Jiujiang, Jiangxi, we rented a two-bedroom suite in a high-end hotel. We planned to stay there for a month to get through the hot summer.

The scenery of Lushan was truly like a fairyland, making people feel relaxed and refreshed. We visited one scenic spot every day and had a great time.

One day, after returning from the Immortal Peak, Alan suggested having a good drink, which Mommy and I agreed to. She asked the hotel to send the wine and food to the room. After showering, we all sat around the table.

The family drank heartily without any worries, enjoying the happiness of family life. Laughter and toasts continued, and Alan and I repeatedly urged Mommy to drink. She accepted with great joy, exclaiming, "This is wonderful! Children, I haven't had such a good time in years!"

Everyone drank quite a bit that day, especially Mom. I'm usually the biggest drinker, but I tried to restrain myself because Alan had reminded me beforehand. This was part of Alan's plan.

By ten o'clock that night, Mom was already somewhat out of control. Her face was flushed, her eyes were hazy, and perhaps because she felt hot, she unconsciously unbuttoned her coat and leaned back in her chair. At Alan's suggestion, she stood up and began to dance. Although she was unsteady on her feet due to the alcohol, her graceful figure and swaying waist made for a very beautiful sight. As she danced, she softly sang a light, lyrical tune, her clear, bright eyes occasionally flashing with captivating charm. We all applauded her. She happily said, "I'm so happy today! I haven't danced and sung like this in years!"

After the dance, she rested briefly and then said she wanted to sleep. Alan and I helped her into our bedroom. This was also Alan's plan. Mom was drunk and disoriented, so she let us help her lie down. She quickly fell asleep, her eyes closed, her cheeks slightly flushed, truly like a begonia in the rain.

After a while, Alan and I exchanged a smile, and then Alan tentatively nudged her and called her name, but she seemed oblivious. Seeing that Mom was sleeping soundly, Alan began to loosen her clothes. When her snow-white, full breasts were suddenly revealed, I turned away in embarrassment.

Alan immediately exclaimed coquettishly, "Oh dear, aren't you coming to help? You're going to exhaust me! You're such a bookworm, a hypocrite! In a little while, you'll be embracing this stunning beauty and making love to her, and now you're still pretending to be refined!"

I turned around again and saw that Alan had already unbuttoned my mother-in-law's coat and bra, revealing her breasts, her mounds high and firm, two nipples like small red dates, vibrant and captivating.

Her trousers were pulled down to below her flat stomach. Under the light, her pink buttocks and snowy thighs were smooth and radiant, the white mound of her pubic area covered with sparse, dark pubic hair. It was all so beautiful. I was so engrossed in admiring it that I didn't know how to help.

Seeing my expression, Alan chuckled softly, her phoenix eyes narrowed as she looked at me. In a seductive voice, she said, "You lecher! Stop staring! Come help me first, and you'll have your turn to admire her later!"

"What do you want me to do?"

I stammered, still standing there, because I really didn't know how to help.

Alan laughed and said, "Pick her up so I can undress her. Only when she's naked can you truly appreciate her beauty!"

"Okay!"

I said, leaning forward and gently lifting her soft, delicate body. I hadn't expected Mommy, so tall and muscular, to be so light; I estimated she weighed no more than fifty kilograms.

She was completely drunk, her body limp like noodles, her limbs and neck hanging down. And when Alan removed her hairpin, her hair bun came undone, her thick, black hair cascading to the ground like a waterfall. I really wanted to lean down and kiss her snow-white breasts, but how could I do that in front of Alan?

With Alan's close cooperation, the beauty was quickly stripped naked, her jade-like body lying sprawled on the bed. With each soft breath, her high, firm breasts rose and fell, her flat stomach rippling gently.

Alan said sweetly, "My lovely groom, do you need me to take your clothes off too?"

I quickly replied, "No, no, I can do it myself! Go to sleep!"

"Wow! You can't wait! Why are you chasing me away?"

Alan said playfully, "I want to watch you two make love!"

I stammered, "How could I!"

She chuckled and said, "What, your face is red again! Ah, the groom is embarrassed! Okay, I should excuse myself! I wish you happiness and bliss!"

With that, she gracefully left, making a face at me before closing the door.

I stood before the bed, gazing for a long time at the sleeping beauty. Her skin was snow-white, with a rosy glow; her figure was slender yet voluptuous, her limbs long and round like lotus roots, without an ounce of excess fat;

her face, flushed from the wine, resembled a blooming peach blossom, breathtakingly beautiful. My heart surged with emotion. I bent down, leaned close to her, and gently kissed her small, full lips, inhaling the rich, musky fragrance emanating from her. I was intoxicated. I gently stroked her incredibly supple skin, so delicate and tender, so smooth to the touch.

When I grasped her breasts and gently kneaded them, I noticed a fine layer of sweat in her cleavage. Involuntarily, I extended my tongue to lick and suck at it, finding it so sweet.

Perhaps my touch startled her awake, or perhaps my licking alerted her; a soft moan escaped her throat, and her body trembled slightly. Her beautiful eyes, which had been tightly closed, now parted slightly, her cherry lips slightly parted, moving rhythmically.

This expression, this sound, this movement aroused my lust even more. I quickly stripped off my clothes, gently climbed onto her body, and parted her legs. Her vaginal opening was wet, and my thick, hard penis entered effortlessly, little by little, until it was fully inside!

Her body trembled slightly, but she didn't struggle, didn't resist, lying limply on the bed, letting me do as I pleased. It seemed she was truly too drunk to move, but I couldn't tell if she was still conscious, because with each thrust, she let out a soft moan. This indicated she was responding, but it might be a physiological reaction rather than a mental one.

Seeing her lips moving, I stopped and listened intently. I heard a soft, nightingale-like sound from her throat: "Oh...uh...I..."

I couldn't determine whether it was a physiological or psychological reaction. Fortunately, Alan's plan was to deliberately let her know that we had a relationship, resulting in a "what's done is done" situation. Therefore, I wasn't afraid of her finding out I had molested her. So her reaction didn't frighten me; instead, it encouraged my heroic spirit. I thrust passionately and powerfully, feeling the love juices in her vagina gushing out like a spring, so smooth. Her vagina was very tight, not like the vagina of a woman who had given birth, but more like the vagina of a young girl.

I was like a bee ravaging a flower, not caring about being gentle! Soon, my climax arrived, and I ejaculated profusely into that tender opening, so comfortable, so exhilarating!

As soon as I stopped, her body trembled, and her moans became high-pitched. It turned out that she had also enjoyed the pleasure of climax in her dream.

Afraid of hurting her, I got off her. I lay down beside her, gently turning her body to face me, and held her tightly in my arms. I couldn't help but kiss her beautiful face and lips, my hands caressing her body. Her plump, rounded buttocks were incredibly soft and smooth to the touch, and full of elasticity. I further caressed her large breasts; her nipples had become very hard.

After a while, my penis began to harden again, so I climbed on top of her and began a new round of lovemaking.

I was puzzled; she was in a state of ecstasy and should have been unresponsive to everything, yet her vagina remained constantly moist and secreted copious amounts of fluid.

I was excited, endlessly making love with the sexy, beautiful sleeping beauty, experiencing immense pleasure.

Around five in the morning, Alan quietly came in, smiled mysteriously at me, and said in a sweet voice, "My great hero, how many times have you done it?"

I shook my head and said, "I can't remember!"

She reached under the covers, grasped my penis, and exclaimed, "Wow! You've been doing it all night, and it's still so hard, that's amazing!"

She took off her robe, crawled into the covers, and lay down on the other side of Mommy, saying, "While Mommy hasn't woken up yet, you should get some sleep. I'll stay here and watch over her. When Mommy wakes up, there will definitely be a storm of crying. I'll come to your rescue then."

So I turned over, but Alan said, "Hey! Such a beautiful woman, why don't you sleep with her!"

I said somewhat embarrassedly, "That way, when she wakes up, she'll immediately realize I've molested her!"

"Fool! Isn't our goal to let her know?"

I nodded knowingly, then turned my mother-in-law around, held her tightly in my arms, pressed her face against my chest, and placed one of my legs between hers, pressing against that mysterious area, before falling asleep exhausted.

I slept until almost noon. In my sleep, I heard shouts and felt myself being pushed. I opened my eyes and saw that my mother-in-law had woken up. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and she shouted angrily, "Ah! It's you! Ah Hao, let me go!"

She tried to break free from my embrace. But the alcohol had made her weak, and my embrace was very strong, with one leg still between hers; she couldn't escape.

Just then, Alan woke up and said to me, "Ahao, let go of Mommy!"

As soon as I released her, my mother-in-law immediately turned around, threw herself into Alan's arms, and cried out in anguish, "Alan, what happened? How did I end up sleeping in your room? Ahao molested me last night, do you know that?"

"Mommy, please calm down,"

Alan said gently, wiping away her tears. "I know what happened. I made Ahao do it. Listen to me, we meant well. We arranged this to relieve your loneliness! I really hope you can marry Ahao!"

"No! No! Absolutely not! You two little rascals, how could you tease Mommy like this!"

she continued to cry, "How can I ever face anyone again! This is utter chaos!"

She cried so bitterly.

"Mommy!"

Alan continued, "Good Mommy, it's done now. Why are you still so stubborn?"

My mother-in-law stopped talking and struggled to sit up. But as soon as she lifted herself up, she collapsed weakly back down. She had absolutely no strength left. Looking at her pitiful state, I truly regretted my actions!

She covered her face and sobbed, helplessly recounting, "In my sleep, I knew I was making love to someone, but in my hazy state, I thought it was you, my sweetheart, still alive, entwined with me. I was so drunk I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes, otherwise, I would never have allowed you to do this to me!"

As she spoke, she turned around and pounded her fists on my chest, crying out, "Ouch, you damned pervert! You've made me hurt so much down there, I must be injured; and my body is all sticky and wet down there, like I've been soaking in water. You can see how badly you violated me last night!"

"Mommy, I love you, and I truly want to marry you!"

Knowing I was in the wrong, I didn't dare argue, nor did I know how to comfort her. I reached out and put my arm around her waist. She seemed oblivious and continued to scold me: "Wow! You think you can marry me just because you love me? Have you forgotten our relationship? I'm your mother-in-law!"

Alan quickly intervened: "Mommy, you're so dirty, shall I help you take a bath?"

She didn't object, so Alan helped her sit up and get out of bed naked. She didn't even suggest putting on clothes. I think she probably felt that since I had already taken her, there was no need to worry about being seen anymore.

But as soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt dizzy and collapsed by the bed.

"Ah Hao, come help!"

Alan shouted: "Carry Mommy into the bathroom, I'll run the water first!"

"Okay!"

I replied, not even having time to put on clothes, I got out of bed naked, gently picked up the limp beauty, and carried her to the bathroom. She didn't object, closing her eyes and nestling in my arms.

I carried her into the bathtub filled with water, sat down, and let her nestle in my arms. Then Alan bathed her. She kept her beautiful eyes closed, motionless, letting us do as we pleased.

After the bath, Alan asked, "Mommy, it's finished. Shall we go back to the room?"

She didn't open her eyes, just nodded slightly, still nestled in my arms.

"Ah Hao!"

Alan commanded, "Take Mommy back to the room!"

"Which room?"

I asked.

"Our room, of course!"

Alan scolded sweetly, "Mommy's so weak, how can you bear to let her suffer alone! Mommy, don't you think so?"

My mother-in-law didn't comment.

I carried her back to the room. Alan had already removed the stained sheets and replaced them with a clean one, then laid a large bath towel on top to dry her mother.

I put her on the bed, Alan dried her off, and covered her with a light blanket. She opened her eyes then and whispered, "Bring me my clothes."

"Oh, my dear Mommy!"

Alan said playfully, "We're not going out today, why do I need to wear clothes!"

"You crazy girl, it's broad daylight, how can you be naked! And there's a man in the room!"

she said coquettishly.

"Alright, my beautiful lady! This man isn't a stranger. Last night, you were lying in his arms as docile as a kitten, he saw and touched every part of your body to his heart's content, you made love all night long, and you're still pretending to be a moralist!"

The mother-in-law's face turned red to her ears, and she quickly covered her face with her hands.

Alan, however, joked, "Look, I only said one sentence, and you're so shy! Well then, I'm the one who caused this, so I should be punished. I'll just sleep naked with you too. Last night you two were making noise and kept me awake all night!"

With that, she also crawled into the covers.

My mother-in-law said shyly in a low voice, "You still have the nerve to say that! It wasn't my choice, I fell into the trap of you two little devils!"

Saying this, she turned away, deliberately ignoring her daughter.

Since I hadn't been scolded by my mother-in-law, it seemed she had forgiven me. A weight was finally lifted from my heart.

She couldn't get out of bed all day; even her meals had to be brought to her bed by Alan and me, who helped her sit up to eat.

That night, my mother-in-law wanted to go back to her own room, but Alan firmly disagreed, saying she wanted to continue taking care of her mother. My mother-in-law didn't insist, but she resolutely refused to let me share a blanket with her. So, she covered herself with a blanket, while Alan and I shared one.

Alan deliberately exclaimed flirtatiously, "Hey, great hero, you had so much fun yesterday, but you left me alone in that room. You have to make it up to me today! I want it!"

I said, "Keep your voice down! Mommy's sleeping."

"No! Give it to me, I really want it!"

she cried coquettishly.

I had no choice but to have sex with her. Just as the climax was approaching, she cried out.

I kept a close eye on my mother-in-law's reaction, afraid she'd get angry, and I saw her cover her head with the blanket. But I figured she couldn't possibly be asleep.

Alan's moans grew louder and louder. I noticed the blanket on my mother-in-law's head was trembling slightly; it seemed she was also affected. Then, she suddenly sat up, wrapped herself in the blanket, and rushed out. At that moment, I was thrusting hard and naturally had no time to pay attention to her.

When Alan reached her climax and closed her eyes to rest, I put on my clothes and went to check on my mother-in-law. I pushed open the door and found her curled up, moaning softly. I asked, "Mommy, are you alright?"

"Don't worry about me, just get out!"

she whispered

, without opening her eyes. I agreed and leaned down to kiss her lips.

Her body trembled slightly, and she quickly pushed me away, scolding sharply, "You dare to mess around! Get out!"

I had no choice but to leave, return to the room, undress, and lie down next to Alan. She was already awake and asked playfully, "How are you? Did you run into a snag?"

I replied timidly, "I saw Mommy leave and I was worried, so I went to check if she was sick."

"Hmph! That sounds nice. You must have gone to flirt with your crush, but you didn't succeed, is that right?"

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