I had sex with my daughter-in-law in my sleep

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It was in a small town in the south, in the 1990s. Everyone was busy making money, doing all sorts of businesses. I was a resident of that town, and my family was an ordinary family there. Usually, only my mother and I lived at home; my father was a small businessman. He was busy working away from home year-round, only taking a few days or a month off during holidays. Because his business was in another city, not too far from home, but not exactly close either—a distance of several hundred miles—my father didn't come home often. A round trip would take two days, which would disrupt his business, so he rarely came back. My parents were locals, living relatively close to each other. My mother would often ask me to accompany her to visit my grandparents, even though the distances weren't far—it was still a distance where we had to leave in the morning and arrive home in the evening. Our family had lived in the town since my parents got married. Both my parents were only children. I don't know why they were only children, because in rural southern China, it's rare to have only one child; usually, there are several children.

My father was always traveling for work and rarely visited my parents' home. It was my mother who took me there most of the time. My grandfather was only in his sixties, and because he was in good health, he didn't look like someone in his sixties. My grandmother had passed away over a year ago, leaving my grandfather to live alone. Because he was still healthy, he lived alone in his old house in our hometown. My mother and I would often go back to visit him, always preparing household necessities for him. That year, I was seventeen, a high school freshman, and doing well in my studies. Back then, studies weren't as demanding as they are now, so I had more time to accompany my mother to visit my grandparents. My mother was also only in her forties. Since we didn't have any farmland, she had a relatively leisurely life at home taking care of me. As for my mother, she was a beautiful woman, and my father was a very capable man, which is why he won her over. Because of the southern climate, my mother's figure and skin were exceptionally good. This meant she couldn't do without me, as there were always men flitting around her like flies. Who told you to be so pretty? Being pretty naturally brings these kinds of troubles. And unlike most Southerners who are shorter, I'm quite tall. This is probably genetic, since my grandfather and father are both very tall. So I'm quite tall too, already 1.78 meters at seventeen. My mother, like other Southern women, speaks softly and gently. But she's not very tall, only a little over 1.6 meters. She has big eyes and fair skin. She's a very outgoing and lively woman, and quite hardworking, which is something my father is quite proud of. One morning

, since I didn't have school, my mother said to me, "Atong, let's go see your grandfather. It's been a long time. Let's go see him so we can get back early tonight." Since I had nothing else to do, and it's something I usually do, because there are so many men around my mother, I usually accompany her wherever she goes. So I agreed. After buying some daily necessities with my mother, we headed to my grandfather's house. By the time we arrived, it was almost 11 a.m. Grandpa was very happy to see Mom and me. Grandma had passed away over a year ago, leaving Grandpa alone. The house wasn't very clean, and Mom always helped him tidy up when she came. Watching them clean, I sat to the side watching TV, feeling quite bored. The things on TV no longer held my interest. As a high school freshman, I'd seen far too much for my age—pornographic novels and countless videotapes. I was familiar with sex; I knew everything except for having never actually had intercourse. I sat there bored, watching TV while Grandpa and Mom chatted about mundane family matters. Finally, I couldn't resist telling Grandpa I was going out for a while. Grandpa and Mom immediately started telling me not to go too far, as lunchtime was approaching. It felt like Grandpa and Mom still treated me like a little kid, as if I didn't understand anything and needed constant instruction. It was quite troublesome.

After I left, only Grandpa and Mom were left at home. Because I wasn't there, I'm unaware of some things that happened here. Of course, as a novel, there can't be gaps in the story, so I have to continue writing it out. I hope the readers won't take it too seriously. Only Mom and Grandpa are left at home. Mom asked Grandpa how he was doing. Grandpa said he was alright, but a bit lonely being alone. The climate here is still very hot, so he doesn't go out much. Mom suggested that Dad move to town and live with us. Grandpa hesitated for a moment without saying anything. Mom glanced at Grandpa with some concern and found him looking at her. Mom didn't think much of it. After a while, Grandpa said he wouldn't go, that he was used to being alone. He said, "If we stay at your place, Xiangwen isn't home, and we live together for too long, there will be gossip." Mom didn't think much of it and replied, "What gossip is there? It's natural for family to live together." Grandpa said, "Daughter-in-law, look at my health, I don't look like a sixty-year-old! Outsiders who don't know will definitely talk nonsense." Mom smiled and said, "Father-in-law does look young; he doesn't look like someone in his sixties at all. But even if he looks young, he's still old. He needs care." Grandpa said somewhat reluctantly, "I'm not old at all. Do you think I'm old?" Mom laughed and said, "Of course you're old! Your age is there. And even if you look young, you might not be able to do housework." Grandpa glared at Mom, "That depends on the kind of work. Maybe you're not much worse than a young person." Mom then got up and smiled at Grandpa, "Father-in-law is young, let me wash his clothes first. He hasn't been here for so long; there must be a lot of clothes that haven't been washed." Grandpa said awkwardly, "No need, I'll wash them myself when I have time. Daughter-in-law, you can just sit and chat with me." Mom didn't agree to Grandpa's request and got up to go to the bathroom. In the hot southern countryside, every household has a bathroom with a shower, regardless of wealth. Looking at the basin full of clothes, Mom smiled and said, "Grandpa, you've changed clothes quite a bit." Grandpa didn't say anything awkwardly, just smiled. When Mom was rummaging through Grandpa's clothes in the bathroom, she was startled by his underwear. There were so many pairs. Curious, Mom turned them over and saw that each pair was covered in semen stains. Mom was surprised; no wonder he didn't like to hear that he was getting old. Looking at so many pairs of underwear, almost every single one was covered in semen stains. Women Mom's age aren't usually embarrassed about sex, but seeing so many stains still made her shudder. It made her think that Grandpa's health must be really good. Mom didn't say anything and started washing the clothes. Grandpa sat there, looking embarrassed, and stopped talking to Mom. While washing the clothes, Mom said to Grandpa, "Grandpa, do you have any groceries? I'll cook something after I finish washing the clothes." Grandpa said, "I'll go to the market and buy some." He then went out to buy groceries.

Mom was washing Grandpa's clothes at home, her mind a jumble of thoughts. Her father-in-law was so healthy; she really should find him another companion, otherwise he'd ruin his health. Thinking about this, Mom felt angry; Xiangwen had been gone for over two months. Sometimes she had to suppress her physical needs, and the thought of this filled her with resentment, and she felt a slight itch down there. Dad was too busy with his business and hadn't considered Mom's needs at her age. Actually, this was quite normal; there are always trade-offs. With income comes the loss of family ties. There wasn't a good way to balance both. Grandpa returned shortly after with some groceries. After Mom finished washing and hanging the clothes to dry, she went to the kitchen to get busy. Grandpa's kitchen was behind the main room; you could see it from inside. The kitchen wasn't very big; because of a bathroom partition, it was much smaller, and not suitable for too many people working together. Mom could manage on her own, but with another person, even turning around was difficult. Grandpa watched Mom busy in the kitchen, his gaze lingering on her buttocks and breasts. He couldn't help but admit that his heart was in turmoil, his son had married a beautiful wife. His daughter-in-law's presence stirred his emotions. His wife had been gone for over a year, and he felt incredibly lonely at night. But there was nothing he could do; the torment of loneliness was indescribable. And his body was truly strong; he often craved women, which was why he masturbated, leaving pools of semen on his underwear. When I returned, I saw Grandpa sitting in the main room, watching Mom, his eyes somewhat unfocused. I didn't think much of it and just sat there watching TV. Then Grandpa turned to me and started chatting. He asked how Tong's studies were going, and I replied that they were alright, that I could keep up. Grandpa said, "Tong is smart, just like your father." I smiled. Grandpa then asked softly, "Tong, do you have enough money at school?" I awkwardly replied, "Yes, I do, but sometimes when I go out to play, I don't have enough, and I'm too embarrassed to ask Mom for more." Grandpa whispered, "Come to my room with me." Looking at him, I knew he was going to secretly give me money, so I quickly got up and followed him. Mom, seeing this from the kitchen, said, "Don't take the money Grandpa gives you, A-Tong! Grandpa needs it." Actually, I knew Mom was just saying that; she never said anything after giving me money. Grandpa went into his room, took a wad of cash from a drawer, counted it quickly, and handed it to me. It seemed like much more than usual, so I counted it again. Wow, this time Grandpa gave me over six hundred! I quickly said, "Grandpa, that's too much!" Grandpa whispered, "Don't let your mother know I gave you so much. Keep some for yourself, and use it when you go out to play if you need more." I was so happy I didn't know what to say, so I hugged Grandpa and said sweetly, "Grandpa is the best!" Grandpa patted my head and said, "You little rascal, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Hide it well, or your mother will find it and confiscate it, don't blame me." I promised to hide the money, and Grandpa said, "What will you say when your mother asks how much money she'll give you?" I said, "Give me a hundred." Grandpa patted my head again, "Good, you know to keep your word. If you say too much, your mother will definitely confiscate it." After saying that, he took my hand and led me to the main room to sit and watch TV. But I noticed that Grandpa kept glancing at Mom while sitting there. He was also talking only intermittently. I pretended not to notice, but I kept glancing at Grandpa's eyes. After a while, Grandpa said, "I'll go to the kitchen to help your mother cook. You can watch TV." I agreed, but my eyes were still secretly glancing at Grandpa and Mom. After Grandpa went in, he talked to Mom while helping her. Because the kitchen was small, he would naturally bump into Mom. At first, when he touched Mom's body, she didn't react. But I noticed that Grandpa slowly touched Mom's bottom. Mom stiffened for a moment, then glanced at Grandpa, but didn't see any expression on his face. Mom then glanced in my direction, saw me engrossed in watching TV, and stopped moving, continuing to cook. But my teenage heart was fluttering with a mix of excitement and anticipation. I wondered what Grandpa meant by giving me so much money today. My

mind wandered, but my eyes remained focused, constantly glancing at the kitchen. A moment later, I saw Grandpa's hand touch Mom's chest. Mom stiffened again, then looked at Grandpa. Grandpa continued helping without any expression. Mom had no choice but to continue working, but then I noticed Grandpa moved behind Mom. There was a stove in front of her, so there was nowhere to hide. I noticed a small tent sticking out of Grandpa's pants, and of course I knew what that was. I watched as Grandpa used that little tent to press against Mom's bottom from behind. Mom froze, not turning around, just frozen there. Then Grandpa moved away, and Mom glanced in my direction again. But this time, I didn't see Mom turn around to look at Grandpa. I saw my mother and grandfather's several brief encounters in the kitchen, each one a sneaky glance. Then, my grandfather pressed his penis against my mother's buttocks. This time, she didn't flinch; she just continued what she was doing. My grandfather's hand then reached forward and touched her breast. She didn't react, but glanced at me, then looked back at my grandfather and said something in a low voice, which I didn't hear. After that, they went back to normal. But deep down, I knew something was about to happen. Perhaps because I was young, I didn't immediately realize they were having sex. I just sensed something ambiguous or unspoken between my grandfather and mother. When the food was ready and brought out, my grandfather called me... "A-Tong, go get Grandpa's liquor." I agreed and ran to get it.

My grandfather picked up the bottle and poured the liquor while talking to me, "Grandson, your mother came and helped Grandpa with the work. She must be tired. Pour her some liquor too." I noticed my mother's face was flushed, and she wasn't looking at my grandfather, so I asked, "Mom, do you want some?" Mom hesitated for a moment, then said she wouldn't drink anymore. "Save it for your grandpa," she said. Grandpa immediately chimed in, "Daughter-in-law, have some! I saw you working so hard as soon as you arrived; it breaks my heart." Mom blushed even more at Grandpa's words. Then Mom said, "I'll just have a little; we have to go home soon." Grandpa said, "If you're not in a hurry, you can stay here. There are rooms for you here." Mom said, "I'll see. If I don't want to leave, I'll stay here." Grandpa then poured Mom a glass of baijiu, about four liang (approximately 200ml). Mom told Grandpa she couldn't drink that much, but Grandpa said, "It's alright, you can't drink it all. Leave it here; I'll drink it next time." Mom didn't say anything more. Grandpa, Mom, and I sat down to eat. Grandpa said, "Atong, what are you going to do after you finish eating?" Hearing this, a sudden thought struck me. If I went out, only Mom and Grandpa would be left at home. Would something bad happen? So I pretended to say, "I saw an arcade on the street. I'll go play there later." Upon hearing this, Mom chimed in, "Going out to play can be addictive; he won't even know to come home unless someone calls him." Grandpa chuckled and said, "It's alright, let Atong go play. There's nothing much to do here. If he doesn't like it, I'll go somewhere and call him back later." Mom fell silent. Grandpa and Mom continued drinking. After I finished eating, I said I was going to play games. Then I walked out the gate. But my heart was restless. I didn't go to the arcade; I just wandered around outside for a bit before heading home. When I reached the gate, I pushed it open, only to find it locked from the inside. I felt a surge of excitement, thinking Grandpa must have locked it. Because it was so hot in the afternoon, neighbors rarely came out at this time, and Grandpa rarely had visitors. So what were Grandpa and Mom doing? Locking the gate so people couldn't get in. Lost in thought, I walked around the yard wall, and seeing a corner where I could climb over, I took a few running steps and leaped onto the wall. For someone my age, climbing a wall was no big deal. After climbing up, I slipped inside, crouched down, and walked to the window. Being very careful not to make a sound, I peeked through the window and saw that Grandpa and Mom had finished their meal; Mom had finished her glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor). What Grandpa didn't know was that Mom could really hold her liquor. That much liquor probably wouldn't have affected her. Grandpa just didn't know. I heard Grandpa say, "Daughter-in-law, have a little more." Mom quickly said no, she was a little dizzy, and she still had to clean up the dishes. Grandpa said there was no need to clean up. He said, "Just leave it there." Mom said, "That's not good, I'll clean up later." Grandpa immediately said, "Okay, let's clean up together, that way it'll be faster."

Then I saw Grandpa and Mom clearing the dishes together. As soon as they entered the kitchen, Mom went to the stove to clean, and I saw Grandpa walk behind her. Mom seemed to know Grandpa was standing behind her. They were very close; they could touch with the slightest movement. Then Grandpa's penis became erect, and he pressed against Mom's buttocks. Mom froze, not saying a word. I saw Grandpa repeatedly pressing his erect penis against Mom's buttocks. At first, Mom didn't move much, but after a few thrusts, she seemed to sway. Grandpa didn't do anything else, just rubbed his erect penis against Mom's buttocks, and neither of them spoke. Then Mom said she had drunk too much and was dizzy, and needed to sleep. Grandpa moved away and said to Mom, "Daughter-in-law, go take a shower and then sleep. It's too hot."

Mom agreed and went out of the kitchen to the room where we usually slept when we came to Grandpa's. A little while later, I saw Mom carrying clothes and going into the bathroom. Grandpa was sitting in the main room, looking like he was scratching his head. After waiting a while, Mom came out. But she had changed her clothes into a nightgown, the kind you wear at home. Back then, people rarely bought ready-made clothes; most made their own. But because Dad lived in another city, he would often buy Mom more fashionable clothes. So Mom's nightgown was also quite fashionable. Speaking of fashionable, it couldn't compare to today's trends back then. But Mom's nightgown was still considered rather revealing loungewear; it was very loose, the hem almost reaching her knees, and it looked very baggy on her. Grandpa looked at Mom, and Mom didn't say anything, just said, "Father-in-law, I'm going to lie down for a while. I'm really dizzy, I think I drank too much. Call me if you need anything." Grandpa's eyes were fixed on Mom's figure as he quickly said, "Daughter-in-law, go lie down quickly. Don't worry about anything else. I'm going to take a shower, and after that, I'll go to sleep for a while. The door is already locked. Just relax and get some sleep." After hearing Grandpa say this, Mom went to the room where we usually slept when we came to Grandpa's house. I saw Grandpa staring intently at Mom's buttocks from behind. After Mom went inside, Grandpa went to the bathroom to shower. I'll describe it from Grandpa's perspective here; hopefully, you'll understand. When I went into the bathroom, I found my daughter-in-law's underwear there. I wondered if she hadn't worn underwear after showering; was she wearing nothing underneath? I picked up the underwear and examined it closely, noticing some dampness in the crotch area. As someone with experience, I knew what dampness on women's underwear meant. My mind raced with anticipation and wild thoughts. Earlier in the kitchen, when I thrust my penis into her, she didn't strongly object. Could it be that she hadn't had sex in a while and needed it? If it was a misunderstanding, it's understandable that she didn't resist when Atong was around, but after Atong left, when I thrust my penis into her buttocks in the kitchen, she seemed to sway her body in response. Had I aroused my daughter-in-law? Lost in thought, I quickly washed myself, thinking I'd test my daughter-in-law afterward. If she didn't object, I'd take her body; after all, she's my daughter-in-law. If she didn't say anything, I wouldn't either. Nobody would know, and it would be safe. After washing, I dried myself off briefly and left, having already locked the door. I wasn't worried about anyone coming in, so I went out without even putting on clothes. I thought about going into my daughter-in-law's room naked, but then I thought better of it—what if she disagreed? How embarrassing! I quickly grabbed a pair of shorts and put them on. Then I went to the door where my daughter-in-law slept, pushed it, and found it wasn't locked from the inside. I stood at the door and softly called out, "Daughter-in-law, are you asleep?" She didn't answer. I went to her bedside and saw she seemed to be sleeping soundly; I suspected the liquor was working. I gently nudged her, not too hard, of course. She still didn't wake up. I couldn't help but scrutinize my daughter-in-law, noticing her fair thighs and her delicate, smooth feet, unlike the roughness of most women's feet. I couldn't resist stroking her feet, feeling their softness; I had to admit, my son really had good taste.

I bent down and kissed my daughter-in-law's small feet. Her fair toes and rounded nails were incredibly alluring. They were as clean and beautiful as a work of art. I played with her feet while kissing her toes. I noticed that my daughter-in-law's body was trembling slightly. Although it wasn't very strong, I could still feel it as I touched her feet. Could it be that my daughter-in-law wasn't asleep? My hand froze. I looked into her eyes and saw that she didn't seem inclined to open them... Then I glanced down and realized that she wasn't wearing underwear; I could see her genitals... I suddenly understood. My daughter-in-law wasn't asleep; she just didn't want to be directly facing me. I was overjoyed. This was perfect. Otherwise, I would have felt awkward facing my daughter-in-law. After all, she was my father-in-law, and it was always awkward to be directly confronted. Understanding my daughter-in-law's thoughts, I no longer had any reservations. I boldly kissed her toes and soles, and my hands moved up to her calves and thighs. As I stroked her, I noticed that my daughter-in-law's body was trembling even more violently. I couldn't resist getting into bed and half-lying down next to my daughter-in-law. Looking at her face, I gently stroked her breasts with one hand. Even through her clothes, I could feel her nipples hardening. I leaned down and began kissing her lips. Her breath still carried the scent of baijiu (Chinese liquor). I kissed her gently, one kiss at a time. With one hand, I slowly pulled up her clothes. Because of the loose fabric, her genitals were completely exposed. I saw her flat stomach, free of the excess fat of a middle-aged woman. Her fair genitals had surprisingly little pubic hair—sparse, soft, short, and fine. This was exactly the kind of genitals I liked. When my husband was alive, I liked to shave his pubic hair completely. I never expected my daughter-in-law to have so little. I slowly parted my daughter-in-law's legs. I knew she wasn't asleep. With a little force, she cooperated and spread her legs. I leaned down to examine her vulva closely. I was surprised to find that her vulva was still a very light color, unlike one that had been used for a long time. I happily lowered my head and kissed her vulva. Because her legs were parted, the opening was slightly ajar, revealing the delicate pink flesh inside, glistening with vaginal fluid. I kissed her clitoris, and I noticed her body stiffen instantly; this time the movement was quite pronounced. I glanced back at her; she was still pretending to be asleep. I ignored her and continued kissing her vulva. With each lick of my tongue, I could feel her trembling, and even more vaginal fluid flowed out. It was glistening, with a faint, slightly pungent odor. My fingers began to gently tease my daughter-in-law's anus. Now I could feel her trembling and moaning even more; I knew she was aroused to the point of no return. I watched her toes curl and open. I knew she couldn't withstand my touch. Even my wife, when she was alive, couldn't resist my teasing, and I brought her to multiple orgasms during sex. My wife had told me more than once, "You're a scoundrel, too good at playing with women." Especially a mature woman like my daughter-in-law. As I licked her clitoris and labia, copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowed out. My daughter-in-law could no longer hold back her moans. Those soft moans made me turn and kiss her. She didn't open her eyes, but she was already very cooperative, her tongue entering my mouth as we kissed. I also pulled off her nightgown with one hand, revealing her fair body completely before me, her breasts neither too big nor too small, her nipples erect. Even so, my daughter-in-law's eyes remained closed, which was a good thing for both of us. If she had opened them, it would have been difficult for either of us to face her. I began to play with her breasts and nipples, sucking on one while my other hand fiddled with her vagina. I grabbed one of her hands and placed it on my penis; I had already pulled down my underwear. Her hand wasn't using much force, but I knew she was slowly and subtly stroking my penis. I played with my daughter-in-law's breasts and nipples even more vigorously, one finger already inside her vagina, feeling the copious flow of her juices. I stopped playing with her body, straightened up, and rubbed the head of my penis against her vulva a few times before thrusting it in. My daughter-in-law couldn't hold back any longer and let out a slightly louder "ah." My hands kneaded her breasts, and my penis began to thrust in and out of her vagina. I looked at her face and saw that it was already flushed, her eyelashes trembling, and she was moaning continuously. She just didn't open her eyes, which made me feel even better. I thrust for a while, feeling a large amount of vaginal fluid flowing out of her vagina. I knew that my daughter-in-law hadn't been fucked in a long time, otherwise, there probably wouldn't be so much vaginal fluid flowing out. Then I turned my daughter-in-law over. Although she didn't open her eyes, she understood my intention. With a little force, she lay face down. I lifted her buttocks and thrust my penis in from behind. She cried out loudly at my sudden action, but then began to moan softly. I knelt behind her and fucked her vagina even harder. To be honest, my daughter-in-law's body was truly amazing. Her vulva was clean, her vaginal opening was small, and her labia minora were small and not very dark. Perhaps it was because her skin was fair that her labia minora appeared so light in color. I kept thrusting my penis in and out, the contact between my penis and her vagina making a series of squelching sounds, which further aroused me. Over a year without a woman's touch wasn't easy, and since I'd already had her, I might as well have my fill. I vigorously fucked my daughter-in-law, then flipped her over and continued fucking her from the front, my hands kneading her breasts. Sometimes I'd lean down and gently bite her nipples… Both my daughter-in-law and I were covered in sweat, but I continued to fuck her vagina fiercely. Perhaps it was the long absence from women, or perhaps it was because she was my daughter-in-law, but it made it even more exciting. This taboo between family members challenged my conscience even more. I fucked her for quite a while, until I was completely exhausted, and finally, I ejaculated during my daughter-in-law's countless orgasms. After ejaculating, I lay on top of my daughter-in-law for a short rest. She didn't open her eyes. Even while resting, I still massaged her breasts with one hand, occasionally lowering my head to suckle at her nipples. After I got up, I pulled out my penis, and a lot of white semen flowed out of her vagina, making her vulva glisten. I quickly found some tissues to wipe her vulva clean, then went outside to take a shower.

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