Legend of Borrowing Seeds

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Chapter 1: A Grand Wedding at the Shen Family Mansion

In a luxurious villa in Dakeng Mountain Villa, Taichung, the Shen family mother and son were chatting and drinking tea in the lavishly decorated living room.
Their conversation revolved around the upcoming marriage of Shen Maorong, the only son of the Shen family, to the beloved daughter of the Lin family, a long-standing family and another prominent family in central
Taiwan —a construction magnate.

Shen Maorong had just received his master's degree from a prestigious American university three months prior and planned to return to China to take over the reins of the Shen
Group , becoming its general manager and eventually its president.

Upon his return, Shen's mother, advocating for him to settle down before focusing on his career, introduced him to the daughter of their long-time friend
, Miss Lin Biru, the eldest daughter of the Lin Group. Their first impression of each other was excellent. After several
dates, they found they were very compatible, and their family backgrounds were also very similar—a perfect match, both in terms of looks and social standing.
Both sets of parents were happy to facilitate this happy marriage. This brought a smile to Shen's mother's face, finally fulfilling
a long-held wish.

However, what puzzled Shen's mother was why her son always had a melancholy look on his face since his engagement.
Her son was grown up, and as a mother, she couldn't interfere too much. She decided to leave it to her new wife from tomorrow onwards;
it was time to put down her burden as a mother.

This scene was witnessed by me, an unexpected visitor. I was Shen's neighbor,
four years younger than Shen Maorong, so I always called him "Brother Shen." Growing up, there were very few children in the neighborhood.
Since it was an upscale villa area, although we were neighbors—my father was a high-ranking executive in the Shen Group,
and our family was relatively wealthy—we were still a drop in the ocean compared to the Shen family. Brother Shen was my mentor and close friend
throughout ! Now that I've been admitted to a national university, the vast majority of the credit
goes to Brother Shen. Therefore, I frequently visited the Shen family, and my parents were quite comfortable with it
, as I had nowhere else to go!

As soon as I entered, Mrs. Shen said to me, "Brother! You're here. You two chat! I'll go prepare some drinks
for you ."

I quickly replied, "Mrs. Shen! No need to trouble yourself. I came to see if there was anything I could help with.
Brother is getting married, and it's my duty to help as much as I can."

Mrs. Shen smiled and nodded, apologized, and went inside to rest. Brother Shen

quietly asked me to go outside to talk, so we sat down by the small fountain in their yard
to chat.

After we talked about our recent situations, Brother Shen suddenly looked at me seriously and said, "Brother!
I have something to tell you. Please help me think of a way to resolve this. But you must remember, this
is a highly confidential matter. From my mouth to your ears, even your parents cannot
know about this. Can you do that?"

Seeing his serious expression, I realized this was a very serious matter. Considering our years of
friendship , I nodded slowly and carefully, indicating that I would absolutely not reveal what I was about to hear.

Brother Shen remained silent for a long while, seemingly organizing his thoughts, before slowly saying, "Brother!
I...sigh! I really don't know how to begin. It all started the summer I went to study in America...
you know, I've always been very chaste, but that year, being in a foreign land, I felt incredibly lonely. With nowhere to vent my frustrations
and with the encouragement of two friends, I went with them to the streets to solicit prostitutes. Unfortunately...just that one time,
I...got a serious sexually transmitted disease. When I found out, I was too embarrassed to see a doctor, so I bought some anti-inflammatory
medication and treated myself. In the later stages..." When the disease was suppressed, I went to the hospital for treatment. As a result, the virus had already
invaded my corpus cavernosum and testicles. Although the doctor worked very hard to cure me, I
lost the ability to produce sperm and even became unable to get an erection... Tomorrow, I am getting married. As you know, I
am the only son of the Shen family. My mother has high expectations for me. If she finds out about my current situation, I don't know
how much trouble it will cause!

Upon hearing this terrible news, I couldn't think of any way to help him. I wanted to say a few
words of comfort, but I didn't know where to begin.

The two sat by the pool in silence for a long time before I finally came up with a feasible solution. I said to him,
"Brother Shen! Modern medicine is so advanced, I'm thinking... having artificial insemination at the hospital, what do you think
?"

Brother Shen continued, "I've also thought about that method, but you're still young. A couple gets married not
just for the sake of continuing the family line. Are you going to let her be a widow for the rest of her life, unable to enjoy the pleasures of intimacy
?"

I thought for a long time, but due to my limited experience, I couldn't resolve this dilemma.

Brother Shen paused for a moment, then spoke again, "Little brother! Is your room still the same as before,
the one on the outermost side of the second-floor balcony?"

Hearing him say this, I remembered how we used to be obsessed with chess, often sneaking onto the balcony and
climbing over to his room to play chess all night. It was amazing that he still remembered, but I wondered what his intention was in bringing up this
unrelated topic . So I waited quietly for him to continue.

Sure enough, he seemed to have mustered immense courage, took a deep breath, and said again, "Brother!
I think... how about... um... how about, after your sister-in-law and I have our wedding ceremony, tonight you can climb over the balcony to my room, just
like and you... and she... make love, satisfy her desires, and at the same time, get her
pregnant, so I can give Mom an explanation. We have the same blood type, and as long as the three of us don't say anything,
no one will know, what do you think... okay?..."

For a moment, I was stunned by his suggestion. How... how could someone want to have someone else rape their
newlywed wife? And get her pregnant? I thought for a moment and said, "Brother Shen, this... even if I
agree, what if my sister-in-law is too shy to agree? And... after I get married, I won't be able
to continue ! Are you going to find someone else to satisfy her then?"

He considered it for a moment and then said, "No problem, I'll talk to your sister-in-law first.
In order to inherit the Shen family's vast fortune, I think... she'll agree. As for... your own marriage problem,
I'll think of a way to solve it for you. Hmm... by the way, your sister-in-law has two younger sisters who are not yet married. I think
we could find an opportunity to introduce them to you sometime and see which one you like. After you date her, you can marry her, and we can become a couple."
"Jin, what do you think? After the wedding, you can have two wives, one on each side. And since they're sisters,
they're less likely to fight over things. How about it?"

After considering it, I felt I had all the advantages, and it would be a real
shame to refuse. Shen and I secretly discussed it for a while, and after deciding on the steps, we went our separate ways
to prepare for our wedding night.

Chapter Two: Acting as a Substitute The

wedding on the second day was extremely grand. Since the Shen family was a very prestigious family in Taichung,
and my new sister-in-law's Lin family was also a prominent family in Fengyuan,
apart , the entire wedding was the envy of many guests!

After the grand wedding, the guests congratulated Shen's mother and the newlyweds one by one. During this time, Shen's mother's mouth never closed; she acted like a future mother-in-law, warmly thanking
the guests on behalf of Shen and his new wife .
As a hostess, I was naturally busy attending to various tasks, and occasionally I'd steal glances at
my new sister-in-law's two unmarried sisters, wondering which one I'd choose as my future wife. They were like
spring flowers and autumn moon , each with their own unique charm, both equally beautiful and alluring; the only difference was their personalities—which one would be easier to get along with?

My new sister-in-law's beautiful figure was, of course, the object of my gaze. Her five wedding dresses were undoubtedly
custom-made; the all-white gown she wore upon entering was stunning. She changed into a different dress every three courses, the exquisite fabrics
and perfectly tailored details accentuating her slender and graceful figure, attracting everyone's attention.
The male guests' eyes, besides admiration and appreciation, also revealed a greedy longing, as if trying to see through the
soft fabric to glimpse her voluptuous body; the women, in addition to envy, also felt a hint of jealousy—after all,
such a lavish wedding was every woman's dream!

The evening gowns worn to see off the guests were even more glamorous and daring, revealing a deep cleavage, a
slender waist paired with a full bottom, making it impossible to look away. Every departing man stared at her flawless white
breasts ; if their female companions hadn't been pulling them away, I think they might have been unable to move an inch, lingering
there!

After the banquet, I tidied everything up and returned home. After taking a fragrant bath, I patiently went to
the balcony on the second floor of my house, waiting for Brother Shen's call. Sure enough, after a short while, Brother Shen appeared
on the balcony next door, beckoning to me. As usual, I climbed over the railings of both balconies, crossed
over to the Shen family's side, and slipped into their new house with him.

Entering the room, a romantic atmosphere immediately filled me with the feeling of newlyweds. The furnishings had all
been changed ; a complete set of European-style furniture, in a light pinkish-ivory hue, looked so elegant and noble. This
luxurious arrangement alone must have cost hundreds of thousands of New Taiwan Dollars!

On the double bed in the bridal chamber, my sister-in-law was covering her head with a light pinkish-green quilt, probably shy and
embarrassed .

My brother Shen, his face full of melancholy, said softly to me, "Brother! I... I've explained everything to your sister-in-law.
It took a lot of effort to get her to accept the truth, but... she's still very shy. You must treat her
gently ! Don't let her suffer, understand? I... it's very inconvenient for me to be here
. I'll go sleep in the guest room first. You take good care of her for me!" With that, he sighed, turned, and went straight to the guest room to sleep.

Watching his solitary figure walk away, I deeply felt his helplessness and desolation. Indeed
! To let another man make love to one's beloved wife, even if it's out of necessity, who in the world
could tolerate it? Ironically, I brought this cuckoldry upon myself!

Locking the door, with a pounding heart, I slowly removed all my clothes and
sat down on the edge of the double bed. With trembling hands, I gently pulled the pale green silk quilt down over my sister-in-law's face.
Her pretty face was flushed, her alluring eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing her shame and fluttering heart.

Gazing at her seductive appearance, I unceremoniously wrapped my arms around her warm, smooth shoulders, and slowly
moved my head towards her face… Finally, my greedy lips pressed against her small, red lips. At first, she seemed to be
coyly resisting, her fragrant lips tightly closed. But under my relentless, passionate kisses, she finally gave up,
her lips parting slightly to allow my tongue to invade her mouth. I kissed her… I kissed her… she even extended her little tongue
to intertwine and suckle with mine. Our kisses were so fervent that we were both a little breathless. The prelude to
a battle of flesh unfolded in this romantic atmosphere of lovemaking.

As I kissed her, my nimble tongue licked every soft inch of her delicate skin. From her sexy little
red lips, low, husky, and seductive moans escaped her lips: “Mmm…uh…hum…hum…mmm…mmm…
mmm…” Her breathing gradually became rapid, and her full, heaving breasts rose and fell
rhythmically .

I gazed lovingly at her delicate face, flushed with a rosy hue. A lustful hand stealthily reached out and roamed over
her chest, caressing and kneading her full, round breasts. Finally, I couldn't resist unbuttoning her blouse, one
button at a time, until her clothes were completely undone. My sister-in-law's snow-white breasts, accentuated by her bright red bra,
appeared so full and tender, utterly captivating. My hand gently kneaded her breasts through the bra for a while before
finally unhooking the front-opening bra. Instantly, a pair of crystal-clear, plump, and tender breasts were revealed to me in a mesmerizing display. Overwhelmed with emotion, I lowered my head and gently took her nipple into my mouth, swirling and licking it with my tongue. Such teasing caused my sister-in-law to breathe heavily, moaning softly, "Mmm...mmm...uh ...oh...uh...mmm...hum...hum..." This new sister-in-law, moaning so sweetly, was truly beautiful. I carefully observed her; her long, straight, jet-black hair flowed freely across the soft double pillow, faintly emitting a rose scent! Her rosy face revealed half-open, alluring eyes, arched eyebrows, a straight nose, and plump, red lips that occasionally emitted intoxicating, soft moans; her flawless, fair , and supple skin was irresistible to touch; her tall, slender figure was full and shapely; her breasts were full, and her waist . As I admired her, I gently removed the rest of her clothing, leaving only the bra matching her breasts.

The small panties encountered a little resistance when I pulled them off her large buttocks, but I clumsily managed
to remove them. Now, we were both naked, nestled together on her newlywed Simmons bed.

As a virgin, this was my first time sleeping with a woman. Although I
had seen women's bodies, seeing such a vibrant, full, and rounded body before me left
me unsure how to proceed. So, I decided against rushing in and instead
focused .

Her breasts, white, tender, soft, and firm,
lay without any movement; their slight trembling with her breath made them seem like two living, breathing balls of flesh,
bouncing and swaying on her chest. My sister-in-law's cherry-like lips, with their distinct angles, exuded
the unique charm and elegance of a mature woman. Beneath her long, curled eyelashes were a pair of captivating, expressive eyes,
now half-open, radiating boundless allure and tenderness. Connecting her delicate body and graceful head was
a snow-white, perfectly proportioned neck, and the two soft curves along her sides inspired endless reverie and fantasy. Her fair
, smooth skin, coupled with her exquisitely beautiful figure, would undoubtedly draw
the attention of every man present, making their hearts race and nearly burst with excitement! Brother Shen, I wonder how
many wooden fish you must have broken in your past life to be able to possess such a beauty in this one? But thinking about it, this beautiful possession ultimately benefits me, ending up in my hungry mouth. Hehe! I'm afraid I've broken far more
wooden fish than him in the past ! Looking down at her full, round buttocks, the dark triangular patch of hair at the base of her thighs formed an alluring grassland, like a thicket of black grass growing on white sand. Within this tangled patch of hair, a slightly curved, dark reddish-brown slit was visible. At the tip of the tightly closed opening, a small, glistening, cherry-red clitoris protruded, so tempting to be sucked and savored! Below her flat, smooth abdomen and the tantalizing vulva, her long, alluring legs and swaying waist exuded an irresistible, seductive allure. Her hourglass- perfect femininity. My sister-in-law's figure was absolutely captivating, a masterpiece of God's creation. All erotic allure ignited a burning desire within me, and I couldn't resist pulling her naked body tightly into my arms. Then I collapsed onto the bed, pinning her beneath me. At that moment, I was like a ravenous tiger, having caught a lamb to the slaughter, eager to devour it . I rubbed my large penis against her vulva, but despite my efforts, her opening was only slightly wet; I couldn't even insert the head. Staring blankly at her alluring virgin vulva for a long time, I remembered what I'd read: if a girl's vaginal fluids haven't fully flowed, forcing penetration will cause her pain and injury . So, I suppressed half my passion and continued to tirelessly caress her erogenous zones, trying to stimulate her to produce more fluids. At this moment, my entire body was pressed against my sister-in-law's soft body. My mouth was on sucking, kissing, and licking the bright red, erect nipple back and forth. My right hand was kneading her breast like rolling a dumpling; while my other hand slid down her smooth abdomen, moving to her slightly damp opening, teasing the most sensitive part of a woman's body... her clitoris. After a while, my sister-in-law's vagina was indeed filled with lustful fluid, which even dripped onto my palm! Seeing the great effect, I went a step further and slowly inserted my fingers into her vagina, teasing the tender flesh at the tip of her vagina . My sister-in-law, who was inexperienced, could not resist this three-pronged attack. Her delicate body trembled like a leaf in the wind; and her slender waist swayed back and ! Her trembling lips occasionally let out soft moans: "Oh...oh...I...I'm...so hot...ah ...so...uncomfortable...um...hum..." Although I'm not an expert in sex, I could tell from her behavior that she was burning with desire and couldn't bear it any longer. Sure enough, my sister-in-law's moans gradually turned into: "Ah...little...little brother...you...um...no ...don't...tease...me anymore...um...I...I can't...take it anymore...oh... ah...ah..." Hearing this string of lewd moans, I thought to myself: This sister-in-law, who looks like a lady on the outside, how come when she gets aroused, she moans and cries like a wanton harlot? What a dream wife for every man! It seemed her juices had almost dried up, so I pulled my fingers out of her vagina, grasped my large penis in one hand, and pressed the engorged glans against the entrance of her wet vagina, rubbing her sensitive clitoris with the glans. My sister-in-law, who was unbearably itchy, couldn't resist my teasing any longer. Her watery, eyes, filled with greed, stared at my lower body, her face flushed, her sexy red lips pouting, and she trembled as she pleaded, "Mmm... little... little brother... mmm... could you... hurry up... put... mmm... your... big penis..." "...Insert...insert it...um... hum...faster...faster...I...I really...can't take it anymore...even if...I...please...please ...okay...?" To tease her and add some spice to our bedroom, I pretended to say to her, "Sister-in-law...are you... really willing...to make love with me...to let my big cock...insert into your little hole...?" She hummed impatiently, "I...um...um...oh...you...really... you've...played with everything...and you still...ask me like this...I'm willing...please...hurry up and..." "...Your...big cock...insert it...no...don't...tease...me...anymore..." At this moment, she was consumed by the raging fire of lust, losing all reason and restraint. Forgetting all shame , she hungrily reached out her delicate hand and grabbed the large cock that was circling at the entrance of her fleshy opening, unable to penetrate. She spread her legs wide, her calves straining upwards, twisting her plump buttocks, pushing her swollen, full...

Her fleshy hole thrust forward, welcoming my huge cock, looking utterly lustful.

Seeing her like this, my playful side was aroused again. I mischievously moved my cock back, then pushed it forward forcefully
. "Squeak!..." The sound of my cock entering her hole was crisp. "Ouch!..." A loud scream, so
painful eyes.

Looking down, I saw that my thick, erect cock, with its head and
shaft, had been completely thrust into her little, plump hole under my forceful thrusting, leaving only two large testicles dangling at the entrance!
No wonder she screamed; this excruciating pain was probably
something she had never experienced since birth!

My sister-in-law's face contorted in pain, her hands pushing against my chest as if in agony.
Seeing this, I quickly leaned down and whispered comfortingly in her ear, "Sister-in-law, just bear with it
. The pain of losing your virginity for the first time is unavoidable. It'll get better after a while, once your vagina loosens up."

Then, I gently kissed her delicate cheeks and licked her erect nipples. After a long while,
she breathed softly in my ear and said, "Mmm...it's much better now...just now...it really hurt so much..."
"...Hmm...Hmm..."

Seeing her tone was gentle and calm, I took the opportunity to ask, "Sister-in-law, can I continue to penetrate you now
?"

She glanced at me coquettishly and said leisurely, "Hmm...Okay...But...you have to...be...gentle
...don't...hurt...me...anymore..."

Hearing this, I slowly pulled my big cock out of her tight little hole as if I were receiving an imperial decree, and then
carefully and slowly inserted it back in. After another ten minutes of slow, meticulous thrusting, her vagina overflowed with lustful
fluids , and she began to moan, "Little brother... um... little brother... I... um...
so... comfortable... oh... oh... my... little hole... so beautiful... um... I feel...
so comfortable... oh... um... beautiful... so beautiful... um... so good... it's so...
so beautiful... oh... ah... ah... it's so... so good... oh... oh... good...
it's so good..."

At this point, my sister-in-law had truly reaped the rewards of her hardship, displaying a charming and seductive
appearance, her eyes filled with lust. This alluring and captivating state made me press her mesmerizing body down tightly, my big
cock thrusting into her little hole in
waves like a storm, making her sweat profusely and tremble with panting breaths.

With each powerful thrust, her vaginal fluids overflowed like a burst dam. At that moment
, she was nothing like a quiet and gentle lady from a respectable family; she was almost more
wanton !

Seeing that her hidden lust had been aroused to its peak, I wrapped my arms around
her slender waist and began to pound her with my large penis. This intense onslaught caused her
to cling tightly to my back, her legs hooking around my buttocks, her plump buttocks
thrusting upwards in rhythm with the thrusts. She cried out repeatedly, "Little brother… oh
… big penis… brother… come… come and fuck… my… little hole… oh… oh…
so good… so comfortable… um… yes… harder… oh… my little hole is so… so beautiful… ah
… oh… faster… faster… my… little hole… so beautiful… oh…"
"...Use...harder...fuck...fuck me...fuck me...to death...okay...that's it..."

she moaned seductively, wildly twisting her large buttocks to meet my
cock . Her limbs clung to me like an octopus, increasing the force of my thrusts.

After a while, her body trembled. I knew she was about to
climax, so I increased the pressure, sealing her lips with mine. Our tongues
intertwined in our kissing mouth.

After dozens more thrusts, she lay beneath me, trembling violently. A strong contraction in her vagina
released a gush of hot, wet fluid, making my cock ache. She lay
limp on the bed, exhausted from the orgasm, as I thrust wildly into her beautiful body.

After about a hundred more thrusts, my large penis trembled, and my ejaculation spurted out, a large gush of hot
semen shooting directly into her flower, scalding her so much that she murmured in a daze, half-
conscious : "Oh...oh...little brother...I...I'm so...so happy...oh...your...
semen...so hot...it...feels...so...comfortable...mmm...so tired...I...want to
sleep...for a bit..." Quietly, I lay down beside her, feeling completely relaxed, and embraced her soft, boneless body
. We fell asleep sweetly, our necks intertwined.

Chapter 3: Plotting Seduction

After intense sex, one often falls into a deep sleep, immersed in the gentle embrace of love.

Time passed, and the bright moonlight shone through the translucent white gauze curtains into the room, casting a hazy glow
on the double bed that had originally been prepared for Brother Shen's wedding. Having been through a passionate night
, I awoke from a dream filled with a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction. Opening my drowsy eyes, I
saw my sister-in-law, whom I had just been enjoying the tender moments of lovemaking with in the first half of the night. Her beautiful face still held a hint of languid
contentment, and her flushed cheeks were an irresistible temptation. I leaned in and planted a deep, passionate kiss on her face
, leaving her breathless in her half-asleep state.

After a long, intense kiss, my sister-in-law opened her beautiful phoenix eyes and gazed at me with a thousand tender eyes for
a long while . Suddenly, her arms wrapped around my neck like snakes, offering me a willing, passionate kiss. Our two
tender tongues licked and kissed every inch of each other's skin, lingering tenderly and sweetly for a long time.

Just as we were gradually coming to our senses from the blissful, dreamlike state of mutual affection, my sister-in-law
suddenly let out a deep sigh. I quickly asked with concern, "Sister-in-law! What's wrong? Why are you sighing all of a sudden
?"

She gathered her thoughts and said softly, "Little brother, although we can be a secret couple thanks to Mao Rong's tacit approval, we
can't live like this forever. After a while, who knows what might happen..."
"My mother-in-law will find out! Besides, she's such a shrewd and capable woman. What if…
what will we do then?"

I suddenly realized the biggest flaw in this secret sperm donation plan: neither my brother-in-law nor I
had considered the most important person—Shen's mother. This was a fatal blind spot!
Given the Shen family's power and political and business connections in Taichung, if Shen's mother discovered my
affair with my sister-in-law, not only would I, a newbie who hadn't even entered society, be unable to
establish myself in central Taiwan, or even the entire province. With just one order from Shen's mother, we would face bankruptcy
. At that point, I think my father would have no choice but to kill me to apologize to Shen's mother.

For a moment, I was frozen, unable to think of a good solution. My sister-in-law also considered
the serious consequences her family might face. The two of them lay on the bed, heads bowed, pondering how to resolve this situation
.

Finally, my sister-in-law seemed to have an idea first. Her eyebrows relaxed, and she softly said to me,
"Little brother, I think… well, Mother-in-law has been a widow for ten years. Although she's forty-two, she's very well
-maintained and looks like a woman in her early thirties. If… we could also… well
… seduce her, wouldn't it make things much easier for us in the future?"

I was taken aback. I remembered that Uncle Shen, at the height of his career in his forties,
unfortunately died of liver cancer. Before his death, he left a strange will stating that if Mrs. Shen
wanted his inheritance, she could not remarry and had to raise my son, who was then in middle school. If
Mrs. didn't want to live alone and wanted to remarry, she would only receive a mansion and five million in cash. Given the Shen family's assets
being worth billions, no one would be foolish enough to choose the narrow path of remarriage. Therefore, Mrs. Shen
resolutely took on the responsibility of raising the Shen family's only son—my son—and took over all the Shen family's related businesses.

Although other shareholders, seeing the vulnerability of the widow and her children, attempted to take
advantage seize the Shen family's shares, they were all thwarted by Mrs. Shen's skillful management and swift decision-making.
One of them was even arrested after Mrs. Shen secretly hired a detective agency to investigate embezzlement, gathering evidence and reporting him to the police. The Shen family then bought the shares of
those culprits at below-market prices. Therefore, over the past ten years, the Shen family's
wealth and influence have not diminished but have more than doubled compared to when Uncle Shen was alive.

Our family has lived next door to the Shen family since childhood, and my parents had a good relationship with them. We gradually
learned the whole story from their conversations. Mrs. Shen's real name was Wang Xiuying. Although her family wasn't as
wealthy as the Shen family, they still wielded considerable influence in the courts and political circles of central China. No one expected that
the seemingly gentle and virtuous Mrs.
Shen rivaling even the most seasoned business veterans. In the fierce battle for control,
she inflicted heavy losses on those old foxes, forcing them to relinquish their shares.

During those arduous years for the Shen family, Mrs. Shen was
incredibly . Out of consideration for our neighbors, she took over the management of my brother and me, two mischievous and playful children
. This deeply moved the straightforward Mrs. Shen, who was deeply grateful. She intentionally or unintentionally supported my father's company,
allowing our family to gradually grow wealthy alongside the Shen family's increasing power.

With this serious concern, Mrs. Shen was definitely
someone . Therefore, what my sister-in-law proposed was practically a do-
or-die mission for me!

In the past two or three years, the Shen Group's power structure had been firmly established, and Mrs. Shen had gained absolute authority. She
gradually retreated behind the scenes, only summoning general managers and executives from affiliated companies to the Shen family home for monthly management meetings,
thereby remotely controlling the Shen family's vast influence.

Even her daily beauty treatments involved calling a personal beautician to the Shen family home. Coupled with
her affluent and pampered lifestyle, she possessed a beautiful appearance, delicate and fair skin, and an elegant and charming demeanor,
exuding an indescribable mature beauty compared to her newlywed sister-in-law.

However, there was always a faint trace of melancholy between her brows. Thinking back carefully… hmm! It's highly likely that
, despite her carefree life, only during her most sexually active years—
a time when she was physically at the peak of maturity but psychologically and physically driven by intense desire—could such anxieties accumulate in her heart.
Put yourself in her shoes; those nights spent alone in her empty room, sleepless and sexually frustrated, filled with a
loneliness and pain unknown to outsiders and with no one to confide in.

In the eyes of the world, Shen Mama presents herself as a strong, independent woman; but in the dead of night, does she ever feel empty and lonely because
she cannot achieve complete sexual satisfaction? This is why her brows are furrowed with worry; despite possessing
a voluptuous and alluring body and a heart full of passion, she has no one to confide in and comfort her. In
reality , given the Shen family's social standing and her status as a widow, she wouldn't be allowed to have an affair.
However, the men surrounding her were almost all her subordinates or juniors, and intimidated by her authority, who
would dare to intrude on her heart for a single night of pleasure?

As my mind raced, a series of hypotheticals and possibilities surfaced.
If I were to take advantage of Shen's mother's beautiful body, which was no less stunning than my sister-in-law's, given the friendship between our families and
my sister-in-law's inside-outside connections, finding an opportunity wouldn't be difficult. According to my assessment,
the chances of success were high; barring unforeseen circumstances, the probability of failure was close to zero.

However, what made me hesitate was that I should consider my brother Shen's position. After all, because of his impotence
and the need to continue the Shen family line, he had already endured an extraordinary amount of tolerance by allowing me to have sex with his wife.
But if the object were his mother, he would likely vehemently oppose it. People always have pride!
He raped his wife, and we could turn a blind eye, but to have an affair with his mother? That would make me his godfather!
Who would dare agree to such a heinous act?!

After much thought, my sister-in-law and I couldn't come up with a safe and sound solution.

Inadvertently, my gaze fell upon my sister-in-law's firm breasts and her long, flawless legs, smooth...
Beneath her fair belly, a thick patch of pubic hair, forming an inverted triangle, covered the slightly raised mound of flesh. The entrance to her vagina,
with its curled and somewhat disheveled pubic hair, still bore the remnants of our passionate revelry from the first half of the night
.
Unable to resist my desire, my hands secretly kneaded her two plump, full breasts, my fingers constantly playing with the two bright red, luscious nipples.
From , I knew that my sister-in-law's lust had been aroused once more.

Her face burning with passion, my sister-in-law, her breath sweet and fragrant, moved
closer with fiery passion, finding my lips and kissing me. Her slender waist swayed like a water snake, her whole body burning, pressed tightly against mine.
The fire of passion between a man and a woman, at this point, was like a spring thunder igniting a raging fire,
unstoppable .

After a series of sweet, long kisses and naked physical contact, I was burning with desire, eager for gratification
; she, too, had entered a state of passionate, hazy bliss.

I inserted my right hand between our pressed lower bodies, tracing upwards along the smooth flesh of her thighs.
Her swollen vulva was already soaked with her flowing juices, the slippery feel prompting me to extend
two fingers and explore her wet, moist cleft. A warm, wet sensation traveled from my fingertips to my
central nervous system, further fueling my burning desire.

My sister-in-law cooperated with my movements, twisting her hips to allow my fingers to rub more
thoroughly inside her vulva; her small hand also reached down to my crotch, grasping my large penis and gently stroking it up and down.

Both of them moved in unison, bringing their vulvas and large penises together. Spreading her smooth legs,
a rock-hard penis began to rub against the entrance of her vagina.

My sister-in-law's lust was like boiling water, about to erupt; and my lust was like an arrow on a bowstring,
ready to be released.

I heard her panting, her heart pounding with unbearable itch, murmuring, "Oh... um... um... little brother... oh
... oh... I... my... vulva... is so itchy... um... um... hurry... hurry and put... your
... big... penis... in... I... I want it... um... um..."

Seeing her eyes filled with desire, her aroused lust reaching a fever pitch, I quickly lifted my buttocks,
aimed my glans at the wet, slippery crevice, parted her tender labia, and slowly, amidst the "sizzle! sizzle!" of her wetness
, slid into her little cunt with her flowing juices.

Amidst a series of fleshy cries of "Oh! Oh!", before I could even thrust my large penis, my sister-in-law's buttocks
began to sway automatically. Her womanly nature and the stimulation of passion caused this
woman, who had been a pure virgin until last night, to instinctively wiggle her plump buttocks and twist her slender waist to enhance the pleasure of our lovemaking.

Infected by her wanton state, I also began to thrust my large penis
freely .

At this moment, we were in a side-lying position, so both of us had ample room to move and accommodate
each other's movements.

With her alluring eyes tightly closed and a hint of spring in her lips, my sister-in-law let out satisfied moans from deep within her throat.
Her constantly swaying buttocks caused her two soft breasts to tremble against my chest. Her white and tender
arms were wrapped around my neck, her hair disheveled as she shook her head, enjoying
the pleasure of her full, fertile cunt being filled by my large penis.

With a series of fierce thrusts, each long stroke reached deep into her core, causing her to
moan loudly with pleasure: "Oh...oh...so...so beautiful...oh...good little brother...you...you're...doing...
doing me...so beautiful...so beautiful...oh...oh...so...so good...I...it's...so
good...so...so good...um...um...use...harder...faster...deeper...
so beautiful...oh...oh...little...little brother...your...big cock...doing...it's...so good
...so comfortable...ah...um...um..."

Watching a dignified and virtuous lady being turned into a slut in bed by me, the pleasure in my heart drove me
to thrust my big cock even harder into her little hole, and when the whole cock was deep inside, I used my big
glans to bump against her clitoris.

On the newlywed bed, the imported lace sheets were soaked with the lustful fluids from her vagina, brought out by my large penis
. Meanwhile, my sister-in-law's vagina, also brimming with fluids,
made a series of "splashing" sounds as I thrust in and out. If Shen's mother happened to pass by
the door of the new room at that moment, the mere sound of our lewd penetration would likely be enough to awaken the long-dormant
lust in her heart. This thought flashed through my mind—perhaps this was a
way !

My sister-in-law moaned lewdly, her hips swaying wildly, her slender waist twisting wildly. My large penis
rammed and thrust inside her vagina like a dragon in the ocean, stirring up a storm,
making her sweetly cry out, "Dear brother!" and "My good husband with your big penis!"

Her itchy, uncomfortable little hole forced her to moan incessantly: "Ah...oh...oh...um...um...so
...so good...big...cock...dear husband...you...you're so...capable...oh...
so itchy...my little hole...so itchy...faster...more...harder...yes...yes...right
...there...oh...oh...so...comfortable...faster...faster...thrust...a little faster
...um...um...it's so...beautiful...um...um...so...so good...oh...oh..."

My sister-in-law's legs tightly gripped my waist, her bouncy buttocks bouncing incessantly, and amidst the
seemingly chaotic movements, they gradually began to synchronize with the frequency of my thrusts, swaying rhythmically.
My hands held her plump buttocks, tightly squeezing the soft muscles of her buttocks, and I thrust my big cock deep into her heart again
and again , teasing her boundless passion and spring fever.

By this time, she was gradually becoming delirious from my ministrations. Her entire body suddenly began to spasm,
her limbs tightly wrapped around my back, her sweat-drenched face contorted in agony, and her moans grew louder as she cried out, "
Mmm...mmm...ah...oh...I want...I want...uh...I want...mmm...I want...to
...come...come...I want...I want...to...ascend...to heaven...oh...oh...mmm...mmm
..."

With her moans, streams of heat gushed from her womb, soothing my glans with pleasure.
Waves of vaginal fluid continued to flow, and my sister-in-law's body trembled with each release. The torrents subsided, and
after the last surge of heat, her body went limp on the bed. Her limbs, which had been wrapped around me, gradually
relaxed. All she could muster was the movement of her eyelids and the soft, breathy gasps from her slightly parted lips.

Seeing her so exhausted, I stopped thrusting, letting her rest. I began to caress her
breasts again, allowing her to savor the afterglow of our encounter.

After a long while, my sister-in-law struggled to open her eyes and said wearily, "Little...little brother...you haven't...come yet.
Can I help you suck it out? Or...you can lie on top of me and do it a little longer until you ejaculate
!" Seeing how tired she was, yet still concerned that I hadn't had enough, I was moved and kissed

her face sweetly for a while before saying, "Good sister! You're too tired today. We'll have plenty of time to get in bed and have sex again. There's no rush to ejaculate right now. Let you recover first. Hmm! You should get some sleep! I'll come find you again tomorrow night." Seeing that the sky was gradually turning white, and that I might be caught in bed with my sister-in-law by Mother Shen if I didn't leave soon, I lowered my head and kissed her cheeks. She glanced at me sleepily, then succumbed to sleep and drifted off to sleep . I quietly got dressed, climbed over the balcony, slipped into my room, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep the instant the sun peeked through the dawn. Ten years have passed since Wenxing passed away in his prime. I and loneliness has become a part of my life. But these past two days have been particularly difficult. Before , no matter what, managing the vast business of the Shen Group and caring for my son's studies and upbringing required my utmost effort . Exhausted, the nights seemed shorter. Even during the years my son studied abroad, Maorong, being a sensible child, would often call from overseas to check on me. Although we couldn't see each other every day, there was always the joy of him returning soon to share my burdens. Over the past few years, the Shen Group's business has grown steadily. After returning to China gradually became familiar with the business, and I stepped back from the front lines. Ten years of hard work have brought me to where I am today. With more leisure time after relinquishing my responsibilities, I also feel a bit bored, especially after Mao Rong's wedding. What will be my focus in life ? My career or my children? I no longer need to worry about my career, and my children are grown up and have their own lives. I've heard people say that children belong to their mothers before marriage and to their wives after marriage. Now I'm experiencing the loneliness of an empty nest. Especially since Mao Rong and his new wife went to New Zealand and Australia for their honeymoon two days ago, a trip that will last for half a month. This huge house will once again be left with only me and my part-time maid, Zhang Ma. The night before last, I unintentionally passed by my son's new room. The sounds of thrusting, rapid breathing, and seductive moans echoed in the midnight stillness. On one hand, I was happy that my son had grown up and that I might soon become a grandmother, enjoying the company of my grandson. On the other hand, it inexplicably stirred up long-dormant desires in my heart. Looking back on my past, I couldn't help but feel saddened. I became a widow in my early thirties. Having experienced the intoxicating pleasure of sexual intercourse, I, a mature and charming woman, naturally had physical needs. However, since Wenxing's death, whenever I thought of our past intimacy and the loving scenes between husband and wife in the quiet of the night, I couldn't help but shed tears. The helplessness of being torn between desire and loneliness was unbearable for me as a widow. I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. But our society imposes many moral constraints on young widows, demanding more from them than from young maidens, and crueler than from elderly women. What's particularly striking is that I possess hundreds of millions in inheritance, which only fuels people's schadenfreude. They coldly watch how I, a widow and orphan, will manage on alone. Of course, after becoming a celebrated wealthy widow, countless businessmen covet my beauty and wealth, hoping to gain both. But my son is still young and needs care, and coupled with my pride and ambition, to maintain the family business and avoid being looked down upon, I have no choice but to endure loneliness and persevere. But people say women in their thirties are like wolves, in their forties like tigers; these ten years of widowhood have been precisely those years of ravenous, insatiable desire. Every night, lying alone in bed, waking in the middle of the night to see the moonlit night while I lie awake, alone in my cold, lonely bed, unable to sleep—how can I remain unmoved? Like all widows, I felt a deep loneliness, a loneliness that intensified and became harder to dispel in the stillness of the night. A faint melancholy lingered, and in moments of desolation and helplessness, I longed for a man to cherish, love, and embrace me. My desires were insatiable; sometimes, the impulse would lead me to indulge in debauchery at places like Friday's Eve restaurants. But the thought of being the head of the Shen Group, the much-discussed wealthy widow, would sway me back down. After all, some things are better left unsaid. The only I could do was masturbate, using my fingers to stimulate my genitals to release the undeniable lust and physical needs of my mature body. Who could understand the inner turmoil and ? But ever since I became the "goddess" of a top 100 company, the businessmen who once coveted my beauty and wealth have all become ashamed and subservient. It seems that even with my self -deprecating mentality, I still can't find a true love with the courage and wisdom to bear my lonely heart. I don't want to be worshipped like a goddess; I just want to be an ordinary woman with flesh and blood, a woman who has a man to accompany and lean on when she is weak and lonely. In the twilight of my youth, who dares to enter my heart and treat me like an ordinary woman? This summer vacation is only halfway over, but it's definitely been "colorful." As a virgin who was assigned , it was already a legend. Little did I know that this was only the first half; the second half, a mission of "plotting seduction and bringing spring back to life," is about to begin. Humans are strange. Before this experience and these thoughts, in his mind, Mrs. Shen was a resolute mother, a business shrewd and invincible businesswoman. Coupled with her cold, dignified, and elegant appearance, she was practically an unattainable goddess, inspiring only admiration and awe. But now he was to play the role of a womanizer, and the object of his affections was none other than the stunning beauty he had once admired. This task was challenging, but if successful…

The completion of the task, besides the intangible psychological sense of accomplishment, also stirred his heart at the thought of tasting Mrs. Shen's beautiful body, which was no less stunning than his sister-in-law's . His mind conjured up Mrs. Shen's breathtakingly beautiful figure—
her flower-like face, her serene and elegant demeanor, her mature and graceful figure—all of which made him lose his senses and
indulge in fantasies. However, how to proceed required careful consideration; he needed to devise a strategy.
Just his sister-in-law had acted as his strategist, suggesting deliberately increasing the "splashing" sounds during sex to arouse
Mrs. Shen's desire. How effective had it been? But no one dared to ask. Such a noble and
elegant woman, with extraordinary achievements that made most men feel inferior, must have had her body and soul long neglected. Behind
her noble status and strong facade, besides her yearning for her husband and her endless longing for her youth,
what else could she possibly have left? If we can target this single weakness, no matter how noble her birth or
how unattainable her status, she will always be a woman who needs a man's love and tenderness. The way to conquer her might be
to treat her like an ordinary woman, and make her feel that being a passionate, ordinary woman is better than being a
lonely, aloof goddess. As long as I find opportunities to slowly arouse her sexual needs and feelings, satisfying
her loneliness and emptiness, conquering the body and
soul is not an impossible task. Especially since Brother Shen and Sister-in-law Shen are on their honeymoon, leaving only Mother Shen and
Parttime's Aunt Zhang at the Shen family home; and my parents are also on a business trip to the United States, leaving me alone at the Yang family home.
Furthermore, my parents specifically asked Mother Shen to look after me before they left, so there's no shortage of opportunities to interact. It is in these
two weeks of "alone man and woman" that I will accomplish this impossible task.

Undoubtedly, Mrs. Shen possesses qualities that would captivate any man: a beautiful, mature figure, a cool and alluring
intellectual appearance, and the title of president of a top 100 company. For me,
a newcomer to the world of mature women, Mrs. Shen is the perfect sexual partner. If I can get her, make her experience ecstasy, I'm guaranteed success. Even if
I fail, given her current social standing, would she dare expose it? Besides, she's been a widow for ten years;
I don't believe she wouldn't crave men. As long as I can satisfy her, everything else should be fine. However, to
avoid any potential complications, it would be even more perfect and
exciting .

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