Father and Son Wife Swapping

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"Sigh, it's this again today..." Liqiang sat down at the table, looking at the food with a sigh.

"What else can we eat? Things aren't like they used to be; we have to be more frugal from now on," Liping muttered as she came out of the kitchen.

"Mom, look, you're here again. It's not as bad as you think. I'll try again tomorrow," Liqiang said, standing up and taking the bowl from his mother's hands.

"It would be great if you could find something, but it's not that easy these days. Sigh..." A month ago, Liqiang's company went bankrupt, and all four members of his family lost their jobs. His wife, Xiaofen, had just found a job sweeping the streets, working from dawn till dusk every day; his father worked as a gatekeeper in a residential complex. This family was truly suffering.

"Mom, I'm home," Xiaofen said, dragging her tired body to a chair. "Liqiang, did you find a job?" "When I went to that company, I found out they were working from home. What could possibly work out?" Liqiang slapped his forehead, frustrated.

"Look at you, still looking down on people?" Li Ping tapped Li Qiang's head: "Isn't Xiao Fen a college graduate too?" "Why are you making such a racket while we're eating? Can't you even have some peace and quiet at home..." Uncle Huai got angry as soon as he got home and heard their commotion.

Xiao Fen moved a chair for her father-in-law: "Dad, you should rest for a while." Uncle Huai got down, thinking: My wife really knows how to care for me; she's really suffered these past few days. "Xiao Fen, are you tired today?" Uncle Huai asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I'm used to it. Dad, you eat first." Xiao Fen served her father-in-law rice and put it on the table. The family ate while lost in thought.

After dinner, Uncle Huai picked up a newspaper to read, while Li Ping trimmed her nails and watched TV: "Old Zhang, the neighbor's second sister-in-law and her family have gone on vacation again." "Hmm." Uncle Huai was engrossed in his reading and didn't hear his wife's words.

"Old Zhang! All you do is read the newspaper; why don't you learn from others?" Li Ping didn't get up.

“What’s there to learn? It’s all money embezzled, it’s not clean.” “Oh, oh, oh… If you don’t have his skills, don’t talk. You’re over forty years old, look at Old Ren…” Li Ping became more and more arrogant as she spoke. Uncle

Huai also blushed: “What did you say? You’re going too far. Don’t think others are afraid of you. Humph!” Uncle Huai snorted heavily, as a warning.

“Your temper is getting worse. How can we live like this every day?” Li Ping grabbed the newspaper from Uncle Huai’s hand and threw it hard on the ground.

“You…you…” Uncle Huai blushed, stood up, and pointed at Li Ping’s face.

“Hit me, hit me! It’s pointless anyway. Waaah…waaah…” Li Ping covered her face and cried.

“Mom, what’s wrong?”

“Dad, look at you…”

The young couple came out of the inner room, their clothes disheveled. Xiao Fen’s face was still flushed. The son walked towards his mother shirtless, while the daughter-in-law walked towards her father-in-law in her pajamas.

"Mom, don't cry..."

"Dad, why are you so angry?"

Seeing her son come out, Liping felt a sense of security: "Xiaoqiang, Mom... Mom's had enough... Waaah..." She covered her face and ran to the bedroom. "Mom! Mom! You..." Liqiang quickly followed his mother inside.

"Sigh! This man..." Uncle Huai sighed as he came down, beads of sweat forming on his dark face from anger. "Dad, seeing how angry you are, let me wipe it for you..." Xiaofen picked up a handkerchief and carefully wiped her father-in-law's face. Her thin dress couldn't hide her ample breasts, which swayed gently with her movements.

Inside the room, Liping nestled in her son's arms: "Xiaoqiang, Mom and your dad have had enough, waaah..." "Mom, Mom, don't be angry with someone like Dad, don't cry!" Liqiang stroked his mother's head, softly comforting her.

Liping was even more heartbroken by her son's thoughtfulness. She hugged him tightly, pouring out her heartache: "Xiaoqiang, Mom is counting on you from now on. You have to live up to my expectations! Waaah..." With each twitch of her body, Liqiang felt his mother's skin tighten and loosen; he hadn't expected her to be so resilient.

Liping was very particular about her clothes; the fabric of her dress was incredibly soft. Although there was a dress separating mother and son, their hearts seemed to be connected.

"Mom, with me here, you won't suffer," Liqiang patted his mother's back with both hands.

"Hmm, Xiaoqiang, you have to be strong, hmm..." Liping gradually calmed down under her son's comforting words, hugging him tightly. It was the first time in years that she had been so close to her son, and his thin frame was heartbreaking. "Xiaoqiang, my good son, boohoo..." "Mom, it's okay, don't cry." Liqiang's hand naturally slid down and touched Liping's breast. "Don't cry, or I'll hit you." She said, gently patting him twice. This was a phrase her mother often said when Liqiang was little.

Liping was amused by her son and stopped crying and laughed. "Bad Xiaoqiang, even you want to bully Mom? I should hit you." After saying that, she slapped Liqiang on the back.

Seeing that his mother didn't mean to scold him, Liqiang felt relieved and placed his hand on his mother's breast, enjoying its roundness. "You used to hit me a lot when I was little, can't I hit you a few times back?" Liqiang spread his fingers and pinched a handful.

“Xiao…Qiang, what…what are you doing?” Li Ping called out softly. She didn’t want to leave her son’s arms, but being held by him made her body gradually go limp.

“Mom.”

“Hmm, let go…hmm…let go…” She said this, but her body didn’t move. This child was already married and still joking with his mother, but she couldn’t see what was wrong with doing so.

Li Qiang noticed that his mother’s breathing was gradually becoming rapid, and her body was gradually twisting. A strange feeling gradually rose within him.

Chapter 2

In the living room, Xiao Fen was also softly persuading: “Dad, Mom will get bored staying at home all day!” She poured Uncle Huai a glass of water and sat down opposite her father-in-law.

Uncle Huai listened to his daughter-in-law's every word. He took a sip of water and asked, "Then what do you think we can do? She can't find a suitable job. Someone like her only knows how to enjoy life and is afraid of hardship. Who would want her?" "You can't say that," Uncle Huai said. "My mother has been doing dance for so many years. She could teach children to dance. I just don't know if she'd do it." Li Ping was a very particular person. She was used to a comfortable life, and it wasn't easy for her to lower her standards.

"That's one way. You should be more realistic." Uncle Huai felt a surge of relief. This was the only daughter-in-law in the family who was easy to take care of. Thinking of this, Uncle Huai couldn't help but smile and asked with concern, "Xiao Fen, you've suffered so much these past few days. Li Qiang is such a disappointment. It's really hard on you." Seeing her father-in-law's concern, Xiao Fen felt a sweet warmth in her heart and couldn't help but take a closer look at him. Father-in-law was very strong, his muscles displaying a masculine charm, a world apart from the weak and frail man. "Dad, I'm fine, but you need to take care of yourself. Look, this is all bruised." Xiaofen walked up to Uncle Huai and pointed to his shoulder.

"It's nothing, I just bumped into something while carrying something, it'll be fine tomorrow." Uncle Huai explained nonchalantly.

Xiaofen's nightgown was short, and because they were standing so close, her smooth thighs touched her father-in-law's arms slightly. Her unbuttoned dress parted slightly under the impact of their large breasts, revealing the head of his erect penis with each breath, making Uncle Huai turn his head away.

"Dad! Let me put some medicine on it for you, it'll be fine tomorrow." Xiaofen said as she went to the corner cabinet to find some medicine.

"No need, it's just a small injury, it's really nothing..." Although she said that, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

Xiao Fen bent over as she rummaged through the closet, her protruding breasts pushing open the hem of her nightgown, revealing a delicate lace panty covering her beauty. The thin straps dipped into her cleavage, the white fabric bouncing with Xiao Fen's movements, arousing a surge of heat in Uncle Huai.

"I remember there's more, Dad, do you know where the medicine is..." Xiaofen turned her head and saw her father-in-law staring at her back. Her face flushed. "Dad~" Xiaofen called out coquettishly.

"Oh, oh, it's in that cupboard. Look again." Uncle Huai quickly replied, his old face also a little embarrassed, and he lowered his head, not daring to look again.

Seeing her father-in-law's shy appearance, Xiaofen felt strange. She kept turning her head to look at him, both hoping he would look again and seemingly not wanting him to look again. Uncle Huai was also struggling internally. The scene just now had aroused him.

The medicine had been found, but Xiaofen didn't want to stand up immediately. She deliberately lowered her head, sticking it out a little more, and asked, "Dad, do you think this medicine is okay?" "Okay..." Uncle Huai looked up and saw that Xiaofen's breasts were almost completely exposed, the area between her thighs was transparent, and the red nipples inside were faintly visible. Uncle Huai's words suddenly caught in his throat, and his face turned completely red.

Xiao Fen saw her father-in-law's reaction. She felt a surge of heat. Did her father-in-law like her? Or did he just want to see her body? Thinking this, she slightly parted her legs, her hand holding the medicine twitching, and slowly moved it up and down a couple of times: "Dad!...Do you think this medicine will work?" "Yes, yes, anything you find will do...Huff...Huff..." Seeing his daughter-in-law's figure, Uncle Huai only wanted to see her a few more times.

Her father-in-law's enthusiastic reaction gave Xiao Fen a strange sense of pleasure. Let him see as much as he wanted! Thinking this, Xiao Fen lowered her body further, her hand inadvertently resting on her testicles, her red nails slowly tracing the groove, as if guiding Uncle Huai.

"Xiao...Fen, Xiao Fen, no...don't, don't look anymore...Dad, Dad..." Never having experienced such a jarring scene, especially from his own daughter-in-law, Uncle Huai felt he was about to explode.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Xiao Fen ran to Uncle Huai.

"I'm... I'm fine... huff... huff..." Uncle Huai put his hand to his mouth, breathing heavily. Xiao Fen noticed a bulge in his chest; it seemed her father-in-law was quite good in that area. "Are you feeling unwell? Let me help you." Xiao Fen said, lifting Uncle Huai's vest and pressing her snow-white fingers against his chest.

"This is all from smoking; you should smoke less in the future." Xiao Fen's palm stroked her father-in-law's body.

"Mmm." Uncle Huai replied, his breathing gradually calming down. His wife's small hands felt very comfortable, and her thighs were pressed tightly against his knees, which made his lower body even more aroused.

Her father-in-law's eyes were fixed on his chest; his look of wanting to look but not daring to make Xiao Fen feel uneasy. Xiao Fen's hands gradually massaged downwards, and with each stroke, Uncle Huai let out a soft moan.

"Dad, how are you feeling now?"

"Much better, oh, Xiao Fen is so good!" Uncle Huai stared at his wife's chest, sincerely expressing his feelings.

"How so?" Xiao Fen asked teasingly.

“Anywhere… is fine! Oh…”

The father-in-law’s blushing face was pitiful. Xiao Fen leaned forward and kissed Uncle Huai on the forehead: “Dad is fine too!” “Ah… don’t tease Dad, ah, Xiao Fen…” Uncle Huai was so confused that he couldn’t tell east from west and was incoherent.

“Giggle… giggle…” Xiao Fen laughed.

“Hoo hoo… hoo hoo hoo… you…” Uncle Huai’s penis was already erect, so he had to cover his crotch with his hand. Making such a big fool of himself in front of his wife made his face even redder.

The man in front of her was becoming more and more attractive to her. His strong muscles were tempting to touch, and compared to her husband’s thin body, he was a million times better. Xiao Fen’s heart was filled with desire. She took the ointment, bent her left leg and put her knee on her father-in-law’s thigh: “Dad, let me put the medicine on you.” In the bedroom, the mother and son were still hugging. Li Ping’s pretty face was pressed against her son’s. “Bad Xiao Qiang, let go of Mom first, or Mom will get angry.” After saying that, she pinched her son’s thigh.

Mom's figure was much fuller than Xiaofen's, her round breasts felt wonderful to touch. Liqiang released his grip, slipping his hand between Mom's thighs from behind, pulling it upwards, and digging into Liping's cleft: "Mom, let me hold you a little longer." Liping squirmed, her son's fingers pressed against her eyes, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her: "Why are you holding me? Don't you have Xiaofen?" There was a hint of jealousy in her voice. Her heavily made-up face looked very attractive. Liqiang became even bolder, attacking Mom from behind through her skirt, whispering in Liping's ear: "Xiaofen can't compare to you, Mom has so much more!" The words were clearly provocative, but Liping wasn't angry. The thought that she was even more alluring than Xiaofen to a young man like her son actually gave her a bit of satisfaction. Still, she twisted Liqiang's ear, pretending to be angry, and said, "You naughty boy, if you touch Mom again, I'll tell Dad." Hearing that he'd tell his father, Liqiang was genuinely scared, but seeing the amusement on his mother's face, not a trace of anger, he felt a surge of joy. He kissed his mother's cheek and said, "Then tell Dad, just say I like you." Liping's heart tightened at her son's directness. Could it be that this child really liked her body? At the same time, she felt a stirring within her; her vagina was wet.

"You child, if you say that again, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Liping pressed her lower body against her son's. This boy was indeed hard.

Liqiang felt his mother's probing; his mother's lower abdomen was so soft! He grabbed his mother's thighs from behind and lifted her up in one go: "Even if you tear my mouth apart, I'll still say this, who told you to be so mean?" "Xiaoqiang..." Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Liping grabbed her son's head with both hands, shaking him violently, her big fingers pressed against his face: "Quick... quick, put me down, quick..." Liqiang's fingers swept across his mother's body, his face rubbing against Liping's breasts, challenging her: "This time I'm not letting go, or you'll really tell Dad." Liping was being held up by her son in mid-air, every part of her body being invaded by him, pleasure spreading throughout her body, she really didn't want to get down, but thinking of her husband and wife next door, Liping begged for mercy: "Good Xiaoqiang, put Mom down, Mom won't tell Dad." "Then you have to tell me, do you like me?" Liqiang's fingers pressed against his mother's eyes, his nose rubbing against her nose.

“Okay… Xiaoqiang, Mom… Mom… likes you.”

“Then call me something nice, and I’ll put you down.”

“Good son~” Liping’s voice came, but Liqiang still wouldn’t give up, his fingers sliding towards his mother’s private parts, pressing and tapping: “This won’t do.” “Xiao… Qiang… Brother… um…” The voice grew softer and softer, his mouth almost biting his ear.

“Hey!” Liqiang, satisfied, put his mother down, and Liping pinched her son’s nose hard: “You bad boy, you’ve killed Mom. Let’s go out first, it’s time to sleep.” Liqiang patted his mother’s breasts: “Mom, I’m serious!” “You bad boy!” Liping’s eyes filled with pity, her heart pounding. The mother and son opened

the door and came out. Hearing the door open, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the living room also went to their places, each with their own thoughts, each with different feelings.

Everyone returned to their rooms, facing their partners, but their thoughts drifted to other rooms. Those facing each other lost interest, turned off their lights, and fell asleep, each lost in their own thoughts.

Chapter 3

The next morning, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to work. After breakfast, Liping and her son, Liqiang, began to get restless, touching his mother's breasts, making Liping's heart flutter. Only when Liping was slightly annoyed did her son leave to look for work.

After clearing the dishes, Liping began to put on makeup at her dressing table. She used to work in a dance troupe, responsible for dance rehearsals. In recent years, her workplace had been declining, and coupled with the troupe's poor management, she eventually lost her job.

Liping carefully applied makeup in front of the mirror. Although she was over forty, years of skincare made her look much younger. Although she had wrinkles, they were easily concealed with a little makeup. Her face in the mirror was still beautiful, and perhaps her son was right; she felt she looked much better than Xiaofen.

She slipped on black stockings and examined her body in the mirror. Her firm breasts, slender limbs, and full bosom were all superior to Xiaofen's. Years of training had kept her skin taut. Liping cupped her breasts in her hands; their elasticity was enviable. Such a beautiful body had somehow ended up with Ah Huai. Thinking of her husband filled her with anger. She'd been with him for so many years, and he was always so quick to anger. If it weren't for Xiaoqiang, she would have divorced him long ago. The memory of her

son's caresses last night still aroused her. Her husband had become much less passionate in the last two years; he'd just lie down and sleep, and even when she woke him, he'd only finish quickly, going through the motions before falling back asleep, leaving her unsatisfied.

Her son's penis, however, was different. Not only was it hard enough, but even the touch through clothing was arousing. Could this child really want to have sex with her? Liping grew increasingly agitated, her hands tightening, her lower body already throbbing. What was wrong with her? Xiaoqiang, do you really want your mother?

At this moment, Liqiang is at his friend's house, watching porn.

Finding a job is so difficult these days; after searching for a long time, Liqiang hasn't found a suitable one. But he doesn't want to stay home and listen to his mother's nagging, so he goes to his friend's house every day. His friend, Acai, is Liqiang's high school classmate. After graduating, he didn't work and started his own small business. Acai is a smooth operator, well-connected in both the legitimate and underworld circles. He runs a big business, but unfortunately

, it's shady: importing porn from other places and then wholesaling it to local vendors. Ever since Liqiang saw porn at Acai's house, he's been addicted. Acai has so many kinds of films—Japanese, Hong Kong, Taiwan, European…you name it. Every time Liqiang goes home, he frantically posts them on Xiaofen.

Today's films are a bit special. Acai mysteriously says that this time they've brought in genuine domestic goods. Liqiang is skeptical; do people in China really make and sell their own films? Acai opens a package, revealing a bunch of films inside. Liqiang's eyes nearly pop out of his head.

Inside the box was a small package. Ah Cai opened it, saying, "This was made by people from Zhejiang. They told me it was made by a family, originally intended for export, but they wanted me to try it." "A family? Impossible!" Li Qiang asked, eagerly awaiting an answer.

"That's what they said, it can't be fake." Ah Cai opened the package; there was even a cover: "Return to the Earth," with several large-scale images on it.

"Quick, take a look!" Li Qiang snatched the disc, put it in the DVD player, and after a short, traditional karaoke clip, the subtitles appeared: "Mainland China Love Story Album, Volume 6, Overseas Version.

" "Really, really!" The two stared wide-eyed at the television.

The film had almost no plot, divided into two parts. The first part showed a middle-aged man and a young man showering together, eventually getting intimate. The footage wasn't professionally clear, but Li Qiang felt a strong shock.

“This person really does look a bit like a man. If they’re family, could it be…” “It’s his mother, right? Look, she’s even a little shy! The son’s expression is unnatural too.” Ah Cai explained in an expert’s tone, hitting Li Qiang’s nail on the head.

“Looks like it’s true, they’re serious!” The second scene was of a middle-aged man and a young woman, whom Ah Cai deduced must be the father.

This film was too much of a shock for Li Qiang. After it finished, Li Qiang picked up the film and asked, “How many did you get this time?” “Ten in total, two kinds.” Ah Cai picked up another film and replied.

“I want one of each. These kinds of films are so rare. How much?” Li Qiang put the film in his pocket.

“Brother, let’s not talk about money. If you like it, just take it and watch it.” Ah Cai said nonchalantly, “Just be careful!” “Of course, I’ll treat you to some sex another day.” Li Qiang stood up.

“What’s the rush? We’ll do it later!” Ah Cai said politely.

"I have something to do, I'll come again tomorrow."

Leaving Ah Cai's house, Li Qiang was still in a daze, his mind filled with his mother's image. He just wanted to get home quickly so he could beat her up.

Li Ping was practicing her martial arts in the living room. For convenience, she was only wearing a tank top and black stockings, her curves clearly visible.

"Mom, I'm home." His mother was so beautiful that Li Qiang resisted the urge to rush over and went to his room.

"Xiao Qiang," Li Ping propped her legs up on the stool, her hands drooping down her legs, causing her breasts to curve upwards, her deep cleavage directly facing her son's gaze: "How was today?" "Hmm... I still haven't found her. I went to several places." Li Qiang stared at his mother's voluptuous figure, alluring against the backdrop of black stockings. Li Ping turned away, not responding to her son's gaze, but waving her hand to let Li Qiang pass.

Liping bent over, propping herself up on the carpet as she practiced a bridge pose: "Xiaoqiang, support Mom a bit, I'm a little tired these past few days." Liqiang supported his mother's slender frame with his hands: "Mom, don't practice anymore, it's so hot." Liping slowly raised her left leg, stretching her muscles up and down: "Support me, Mom will be fine after a little while." His mother's body swayed gently in front of him, and through the gaps in her stockings, he could clearly see the purple panties she wore underneath. Liqiang's heart began to race.

His mother was so beautiful! Her slightly protruding belly and full vulva were inviting to touch, and her short vest couldn't hide her firm breasts, which swayed back and forth with the rise and fall of her body.

After a while, Liping began to breathe softly. Liqiang supported his mother's thigh with one hand, while the other hand roamed above it. Just as his mother lifted her thigh, he placed his hand on her groin. Liping softly hummed, "Xiaoqiang, hold it properly, um... um..." Her son's hand moved up and down with her thigh. When she lowered it, Liping squeezed her legs together, and Liqiang's hand was trapped in his mother's private area. Mother and son stopped speaking, only expressing their desires with their eyes.

"Mom, do you want me?" Liqiang's eyes were filled with fire, his gaze assaulting his mother.

"Oh, son, no, that's all I can do." Liping closed her eyes, taking it as her answer to her son.

After a long while, Liping stood up and walked towards the kitchen without looking back: "Xiaoqiang, you rest for a bit. I'll call you when dinner is ready." Liqiang touched the pornographic film in his pocket, hurriedly ran back to his room. The scene he had just witnessed made it impossible for him to control himself; he had to masturbate first!

Because their workplaces were far away, neither the mother-in-law nor the daughter-in-law went home for lunch. After lunch, the mother and son went to their respective rooms to sleep. Before going back to their rooms, Liping instructed, "Xiaoqiang doesn't need to go out this afternoon. Help Mom practice a little more." Liping said this with a blush on her face. She had just had a wonderful nap and couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning in bed. This child really knows how to touch, but he's too scared to touch her anymore. What should she do?

Liqiang closed the door, took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear, plugged in the DVD player, and secretly watched another movie in his room. It was still the same family filming, but this one was much bolder. The family was having a group activity in the room, first the mother and son, then the father and son, and later the older ones took turns. After watching it once, Liqiang wasn't satisfied and put the movie back in to review it again when he heard his mother's footsteps outside.

"Xiaoqiang, are you awake?"

Liqiang quickly turned off the TV. "Mom, I'm awake, you..." Liqiang pretended to lie down.

Liping pushed open the door and came in. She saw her son lying on the bed, his small underwear pulled up. "Xiaoqiang, get up quickly and help Mom practice some more." "Ah, Mom, I'm so sleepy..." Liqiang's eyes were closed, as if he wasn't fully awake yet. When he saw his mother, he immediately sat up. "Okay, I'm coming right away." Liping, wearing only her underwear, stood in front of her son. The little rascal's eyes were practically bulging with desire. Liping grabbed Liqiang's hand as he put on his underwear. "You don't need to wear any more. There's no one else at home, and besides, it's too hot. Mom only dressed like this to avoid sweating." Liping glanced at her son's crotch and came out of the room.

"Help Mom's legs first. I just washed these shoes from this morning, and I can't stand steadily in heels," Li Ping told her son sweetly, lifting her left foot and placing it on the wooden table. She had changed into white heels.

Li Qiang hugged his mother from behind, his hands on the floor. "Just put your hands on Mom's, otherwise Mom can't move!" Li Ping's breasts pressed against her son's lower body, his hard member throbbing against her. Li Ping grabbed it with her hand: "Why is it hard here? Don't think about Mom..." This was like adding fuel to the fire. Li Qiang grabbed his mother's hand and placed it on it again: "It's not hard, why don't you touch it again?" Getting her son's response, Li Ping's hand became more audacious, pinching it between her fingers: "It's not hard, oh... it's not hard." Even though it wasn't hard, it was already rubbing against her hand. Li Ping's fingers pinched her head, thinking: "This child's thing is really strong. If it were in my lower body..."

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