[The Timid Mother-in-Law] [Author: Sao Nan Jian Nv]

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I've been married to my wife for a year and a half, and life has been wonderful, including our sex life. But after a while, things inevitably get a bit monotonous, and we need some excitement. That's when the opportunity arose. My parents-in-law used to live with their eldest son, but they had a falling out over some trivial matter and had to move in with their daughter—my family.

My father-in-law is in his fifties; he used to be a workshop foreman in a state-owned factory, but he was laid off and now receives a monthly pension of 900 yuan. My mother-in-law is also almost fifty; she used to be a doctor at the factory clinic, but she's in the same situation, now earning just over 500 yuan a month. Together, they make only half my salary. I didn't want them to move in, but my wife kept pestering me, even threatening to stop me from sleeping with her if I didn't agree. I had no choice but to agree, letting them live in the guest room without rent. I even gave them an extra 500 yuan a month to buy groceries, cook, and clean. It's like having two maids. But actually, this was already pretty good. If they were to rent a place outside, it would cost at least eight or nine hundred yuan, plus food and other expenses, their little money simply wouldn't be enough. Several months passed like this, and the weather gradually got hotter. Plus, our city is located in a basin, so the heat didn't dissipate at night, making it even hotter. That evening, my father-in-law went to play mahjong with some old coworkers, my wife went to the night market with her friends, leaving only my mother-in-law and me at home. It was so hot that I was only wearing a tank top and athletic shorts, while my mother-in-law wore a loose cotton dress, the kind that could also be worn as pajamas. We sat in the living room watching TV; the cable channel was showing Sylvester Stallone's *The Specialist*. There was a scene in the middle where he and Sharon Stone had a very revealing sex scene, and both actors had fit bodies, making it quite alluring. We were enjoying it, but my mother-in-law seemed a little embarrassed. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that she changed positions on the sofa twice, as if trying to make herself more comfortable, but I knew she was actually trying to hide her embarrassment. Having discovered this, my interest shifted from the television to my mother-in-law, because it was quite interesting. I stared at her, noticing her full, slightly plump body encased in her skirt, revealing alluring curves. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her forehead was glistening with sweat. She looked young for her late forties, with few wrinkles, hinting at her former beauty. Her slightly wavy hair was styled in a bun, giving her an elegant and pretty appearance.

This was almost the first time I'd noticed my mother-in-law's allure. My penis, already aroused from watching the explicit scenes, swelled even more, almost painfully so. Summer naturally increases desire, and the heat, coupled with several days without intimacy with my wife, made me feel a surge of desire. Without thinking, I stood up, sat down beside my mother-in-law, placed my left hand on her exposed knee, and stared at her. I felt her tremble slightly, her leg momentarily pulling back, but she didn't flinch, trying to stand up. But I didn't give her a chance; as she bent over to stand, I grabbed her waist and pulled her into my arms. She was startled and just said, "No!" I whispered firmly in her ear, "Don't scream, the neighbors will hear." She immediately stopped screaming, but struggled. But she was no match for me, and in the struggle, I finally pulled off her skirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, and was wearing very ordinary white cotton panties, old-fashioned and worn, which suited her age. Her breasts were large, probably a D cup, with dark brown nipples and small areolas. I pressed her down on the sofa, and took her two large breasts in my hands. They felt soft and supple, not loose, but even a little tight. While kneading them, I used my free hand to take off her panties. But she kept struggling, shouting, "No, how can you do this to me? I'm your mother-in-law!" But she was frightened by what I had just said, and her voice was very low. Seeing that I couldn't succeed, I grew anxious and ripped her old underwear with a sudden burst of strength. She seemed startled by my sudden violence and stopped struggling. Taking advantage of this, I quickly stripped off my clothes and pounced on her again. Seeing my naked body, she knew she couldn't escape today and simply stopped moving. I pulled her to the edge of the sofa, letting her lower body dangle off the edge, and forcefully spread her legs, making her vulva the perfect height for me to kneel and penetrate. Holding my penis with one hand and lifting her leg with the other, I thrust into her vulva. Only then did I notice her thick, dark pubic hair. When my glans touched her labia, she seemed to let out a soft moan. I didn't care about that and thrust in, but once inside, I knew it wouldn't be easy. There hadn't been any foreplay, and her vagina was still dry, only slightly moist because of the heat. It didn't hurt too much, but smooth penetration was unlikely. I cursed inwardly, pulled out my penis, smeared some saliva on it, and then slowly inserted it again. Sure enough, it went in. It was tight inside, not like a woman in her forties who had given birth; it was looser than my wife's, which felt both surprising and pleasurable. I wasn't in a hurry because I knew that if I just released my desire quickly, I would ejaculate too soon. I wanted to play with this middle-aged woman a little longer, especially since she was my mother-in-law. I slowly thrust in and out, like cultivating virgin territory. Soon, she became wet, which made me thrust even harder. I slowly stood up, lifting her buttocks as well, so she was upside down while I fucked her. This was probably her first time being fucked like this; she was writhing, which to me felt almost like she was cooperating. But I knew it wasn't, because she kept her eyes closed and didn't make a sound—a silent form of resistance. But that didn't matter; what mattered was that I was enjoying it. After a few hundred thrusts, I flipped her over, made her kneel on the sofa, her hands on the backrest, and let me fuck her from behind. She initially resisted this lewd position, but I was young and strong, and eventually, I penetrated her. This time, I didn't hold back, grabbing her big ass and thrusting wildly. Another five or six hundred thrusts, and finally, I ejaculated into her vagina. Satisfied, I pulled out my penis, wiped the remaining semen from the head of my penis on her buttocks, and then sat down to catch my breath. She hurriedly found some tissues to wipe away the semen that had flowed from her vagina—there was so much! It was all over her legs. As if she suddenly realized I was still there, she grabbed her skirt, which she had thrown on the floor, without even glancing at me, and ran back to her room. But I distinctly felt her running posture was strange; perhaps I had been too rough. Thinking this, I slowly put my clothes back on, secretly hiding the torn underwear. That evening, my father-in-law and wife returned, and without much fanfare, went to their respective rooms to sleep. But I got excited and dragged my wife over for another round. Stripped naked, I saw that the mother and daughter each had their own strengths. My wife's figure was naturally better; her breasts, though half a size smaller than her mother's, were firm and perky. But my mother-in-law, being a mature woman, had fair and delicate skin; her lower abdomen, though slightly protruding, combined with her pubic hair, created a captivating allure. Penetrating my wife's vagina was naturally tighter than my mother-in-law's, likely due to her lack of childbirth. Although I had only penetrated my mother-in-law once, the ecstasy was no less intense than my wife's. Thinking of this, I was incredibly excited and mustered my strength, bringing my wife to orgasm three times before she begged for mercy. The next morning, I saw my mother-in-law had prepared breakfast as usual. During breakfast, I overheard the father and daughter recounting the anecdotes from the previous night. My mother-in-law simply ate with her head down, avoiding my gaze. I immediately felt relieved; it seemed that what happened last night wouldn't have any lasting consequences.

For several days, my mother-in-law avoided me, trying not to speak to me. I, however, always found opportunities to strike up a conversation, always asking casual questions when others were present. They had no choice but to deal with me. After several more days, things seemed to have calmed down, and my mother-in-law seemed to have returned to her old ways. But I wasn't; I was always plotting when I could do it again. August arrived, and my wife went to Beijing on a business trip for about two weeks. She had only been gone three days when I was already bursting with pent-up desire, thinking I had to get my mother-in-law back for another round. That evening, I came home early, changed my clothes, and saw my father-in-law intently watching the news. I hate news like that, which is completely devoid of truth. Seeing my mother-in-law cooking dinner in the kitchen, I said, "Mom, let me help you." When I got to the kitchen, I saw my mother-in-law wearing that cotton dress, and I immediately became excited. Because of the cooking fumes, there's a door between the living room and the kitchen. I closed it behind me, and my mother-in-law flinched when she saw me close the door as soon as I came in. I leaned over and stood behind her, whispering in her ear, "Mom, let me do it." As I spoke, I lifted her skirt and stroked her smooth thighs. She struggled, saying, "No, you can't do this to me anymore." I said, "As long as you're not afraid Dad will hear, go ahead and scream." Then I pulled down her panties, letting them slide down to her ankles. Then I took out my penis. Learning from my previous experience, I dipped some cooking oil in the bowl and smeared it on my penis. I pressed my mother-in-law's upper body forward, making her buttocks slightly thrust towards me. Without delay, I used both hands to hold my mother-in-law still, then thrust my erect penis into her. After a few thrusts, I found the right spot, and with the lubrication of the cooking oil, I inserted it all the way in at once. I started moving. My poor mother-in-law didn't dare to cry out. She was supporting herself on the stove with one hand while continuing to stir-fry the vegetables with the other (afraid of burning them and not being able to explain it later). I reached up and touched her; she was wearing a bra! I impatiently pushed it up over her breasts. Then I vigorously rubbed her large breasts, occasionally pinching her grape-like nipples. I continued thrusting wildly for a good five or six minutes, finally ejaculating while she was adding salt. Arthur wiped my penis with the hem of his skirt. I patted my mother-in-law's face and said, "That was great today!" Turning around, I left the kitchen. My mother-in-law immediately went to the bathroom. Then she continued cooking. The celery and pork stir-fry that night was too salty.

The next day, my father-in-law wasn't home for dinner, saying it was a gathering of old friends. Honestly, what's the point of going to a gathering when you don't have much money? When I got home and saw my mother-in-law alone, my lust was aroused again. My mother-in-law knew from my eyes that I wasn't up to anything. This time, she took the initiative, saying, "We can't do this anymore. I won't hold the previous two times against you, please let me go." But I wasn't moved at all, saying, "Mom, what are you afraid of? We're family. What's wrong with being affectionate? If you don't give in, I might go out and find other women. Wouldn't that be unfair to your daughter? Besides, it's not safe." "No, I'm your mother-in-law. How can we have this kind of relationship?" I couldn't help but get angry, saying, "You two live in my house and eat my food. I've been more than kind to you. You've been with men before, and what's the difference between sleeping with me once and sleeping with me ten times?" "If you make me angry, don't blame me for being ruthless." I said fiercely, and my mother-in-law was frightened. I immediately pulled her into my arms and forced her into my bedroom, pushing her onto the bed. I quickly stripped off my clothes and pressed myself against her. While pulling at her clothes, I said, "I've been clinging to you because you're old, but your body is still tight down there. Look, these breasts are no worse than a young man's. Besides, you have so much pubic hair, your sex drive must be very strong. Every time I have sex with you, you get very wet. This old man definitely can't satisfy you." My mother-in-law didn't say anything, just let me play with her. Now I was very happy, touching her whole body, especially her soft, big breasts, which I never tired of playing with. After playing for more than ten minutes, seeing my mother-in-law's face turn red, I laughed and said, "How is it? Itchy, isn't it? Let your good son-in-law give you a good time." "After saying that, I inserted my already rock-hard penis into her vagina. This time it went very smoothly because it was already very wet inside. Naturally, I excitedly thrust in and out vigorously. But this time it didn't work out, and I soon felt like I was going to ejaculate. Seeing my mother-in-law's tightly closed eyes, I immediately pried open her mouth and shot a thick stream of semen into her mouth. She was startled and didn't dare to spit it out, but immediately ran to the toilet. Hearing the sounds of vomiting coming from inside, I proudly touched my little brother: "You're really lucky, you've had your way with both this mother and daughter." "In this way, I often had sex with my mother-in-law, and the other two people in the family never knew. My mother-in-law seemed to have gotten used to it; each time I made a move, she would only struggle at first, but later she would just let me do it. Sometimes when the family was eating together, I would secretly reach under the table and touch my mother-in-law's thigh. She didn't dare to move and had to endure it, sometimes until her face turned red. I would also, when we were traveling, take advantage of the father and daughter not paying attention and pull my mother-in-law aside to forcibly kiss and touch her breasts. It was so exciting! I liked to sneak off to her when there were other people at home. Just thinking about her husband and my wife being there made me really excited, especially since she was my mother-in-law! That poor old father-in-law still doesn't know that he can live here entirely because his wife sold herself.

[The End]

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