My wife ordered me to seduce my mother-in-law.

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I have a very beautiful girlfriend named Alan. Alan's mother looks very young and is also very beautiful. Soon after, Alan and I held our wedding ceremony. The wedding was held in a church, followed by a banquet at a large hotel. Many guests came that day, including Alan's colleagues and friends, as well as teachers from her school. The atmosphere was very lively.
Our new home was in Alan's house.
It was past 8 pm when we returned home from the hotel. After getting out of the car, my aunt took Alan and my hands and led us upstairs to our room.
The house was very spacious. Downstairs, there was a large living room, two studies, a kitchen, a dining room, and two gyms. Upstairs, there were more than a dozen rooms, divided into four suites, each with a bedroom, study, and bathroom. The suite Alan and I stayed in was the one Alan used to live in, right next to my aunt's suite. There was a door connecting the two suites.
My aunt was overjoyed today, dressed exceptionally fashionably and looking radiant. Anyone who didn't know her would mistake her for the bride. After escorting us into the room, she said to Alan and me, "Children, I wish you happiness!" Alan excitedly rushed into her mother's arms, hugging her neck and kissing her repeatedly until her mother-in-law cried out, "Oh dear, you're kissing me so hard I can't breathe! Save your energy for kissing your Prince Charming!" "Mommy's naughty! Naughty! You're teasing your daughter!" Alan yelled, lightly pounding her mother's chest with her hands. "In the future, I'll find you a husband too, and on your wedding day, I'll see if I don't tease you!" My aunt's face flushed instantly, and she grabbed Alan's hand, ready to slap her.
"Wow! Mommy's face is red! So beautiful, like a peach blossom!" Alan said, laughing as she ran away.
The mother and daughter chased each other around the room, leaving me behind.
Finally, the mother caught her daughter, gave her two slaps on the bottom, and then pulled her to me, saying, "Ah Hao! She's all yours now. You have to keep a close eye on her!" At that moment, Alan, covered in sweat, went into the bathroom to shower. Only my aunt and I remained in the room.
She walked up to me and said, "Ah Hao, congratulations! Come and kiss Mommy too!" I moved closer, put my arms around her shoulders, lowered my head, and kissed her forehead.
I noticed her body tremble slightly. When I looked up, she had her arms around my waist and said, "Ah Hao, you also need to kiss Mommy's face and lips!" As she spoke, she raised her head, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her cherry lips slightly pursed, much like she was asking a lover for a kiss.
At that moment, for some reason, I suddenly felt a feeling towards her, not the kind of feeling I had for my mother-in-law, but more like the attachment I felt for a lover.
I lightly kissed her cheeks and lips a few times, then let go of her.
She said emotionally, "Ah Hao, you are truly a model man! I am so happy for Alan! I only have this one daughter, and I hope you will treat Alan well in the future. With your looks, any woman who sees you will fall in love with you, so you mustn't mistreat Alan." I said, "Mommy, you flatter me. It's impossible for every woman to fall in love with me!" "Ah Hao, you are very charming! You may not even realize it yourself," she said. "Let me tell you a secret: even I have fallen in love with you! If Alan hadn't met you first, I would definitely have married you!" Hearing this, I said excitedly, "Ah! Mommy, you think the same as me! From the first day I met you, I also fell in love with you! I have thought more than once: if I hadn't met Alan first, I would definitely have pursued you!" As I spoke, I hugged her tightly in my arms again and kissed her cherry lips a few times.
Her body trembled again, and she quickly pushed me away, saying, "Ah Hao, don't do this! I only said if you hadn't met Alan." But now, I am your mother-in-law, and you are my son-in-law. Our status is set; you can't have any improper thoughts now! Let me go! It would be very bad if Alan saw this!" She pulled me to the sofa and said, "Ahao, young men and women need sex education from their parents before marriage. Your parents aren't here; do you know anything about this?" I said, "No one has ever told me; I've only read some things in books." She said, "Then I'll have to speak for your parents. After marriage, men and women have sexual intercourse, that is, they have intercourse. Simply put, both men and women take off their clothes, the man climbs on top of the woman, inserts his penis into her vagina, and thrusts back and forth—that's intercourse." I asked, "What's the purpose of this?" She laughed, took my hand, and said, "Silly boy, it's a very wonderful enjoyment, very comfortable." I asked again, "What kind of comfort?" Her face flushed, and she said softly, "This…it's indescribable…you'll experience it when the time comes!" She continued, "I…" What I want to tell you is that before sexual intercourse, a young girl is called a virgin, and there is a hymen at the entrance of her vagina. So, during the first sexual intercourse, the insertion of the man's penis will cause it to rupture, resulting in bleeding and great pain. Therefore, when you insert it, don't rush, take it slowly, and learn to be gentle with her.” I asked, “How do I be gentle with her?” She said, “At first, you should gently kiss her and caress her all over, including her vaginal opening, until she produces a lot of fluid, making her vagina very lubricated, then you can enter.” "Go in slowly, little by little. Go in a little, then pull out a little, and then go in a little deeper. That way, Alan's pain will be less." I said, "Auntie, I understand. If it really doesn't work, I won't go in today!" She smiled mysteriously, patted my face, and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself! Hey! What did you just call me? Why are you calling me Auntie!" I quickly changed my address: "Mommy!" "Hey!" She happily stroked my face: "What a good child!" I took the opportunity to pull her closer to me. She didn't object, her body seemingly boneless, she closed her eyes and leaned against me. I held her waist with one hand and lifted her chin with the other, and saw her cherry lips trembling. I gently kissed her and put my tongue into her mouth. She seemed extremely intoxicated, her cherry lips slightly parted, accepting my tongue. Suddenly, she snapped out of it, hurriedly pushed me away, and broke free from my embrace, whispering, "Oh dear, I completely forgot I'm your mother! But, Hao, you're really charming!" Her face flushed even more as she said this, and she stood up and went back to her room. She didn't come out for about ten minutes.
At that moment, Alan also came out of the bathroom.
My mother-in-law said, "Alright! You should rest now. Congratulations on your marriage!" Then she went back to her room.
After her bath, Alan looked like a lotus emerging from the water, incredibly beautiful. She was only wearing a towel, and she gracefully walked to me. I immediately embraced her, kissing her passionately. She also wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me tenderly. I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, placing her on the bed. She lay there motionless, her eyes closed. I slowly loosened the towel around her; she was completely naked. Her skin was so white, delicate, and smooth to the touch. I began to caress her body, and she moaned softly, her body trembling slightly. When I touched her vulva, I found it was already wet, so I took off my clothes and pressed myself against her.
Her face flushed, and she slightly opened her eyes, whispering, "Darling, please be slow, I'm so scared!" I kissed her and gently whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I'll move gently!" I moved slowly, but I couldn't get in. Alan was very excited at this point, her waist twisting incessantly. I suddenly exerted force, and I heard her cry out, "Ouch! It hurts so much!" I stopped and kissed her gently. I saw that her forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, and she was still moaning softly.
Afraid of hurting her, I stopped and kissed her gently.
After a while, she whispered to me, "Darling, I'm much better now. You can move." So I moved slowly. She was still biting her lip. I knew she was still in pain, so I tried to be as gentle as possible. To my surprise, Alan suddenly thrust her hips forward, urging me to thrust.
I asked her, "Do you need it?" She opened her eyes slightly and said shyly, "Yes, I do, you can go faster!" So I sped up.
Her moans grew louder and louder, until she finally cried out. Encouraged by her, I thrust into her with the force of a storm.
Finally, I ejaculated inside her. Alan trembled all over, holding me tightly. I felt her vagina twitching in waves.
I remembered my mother-in-law saying, "A woman needs a man's comfort even more after an orgasm." So I gently stroked her body and kissed her tenderly.
She nestled in my arms like a docile little lamb, one hand holding my penis. I heard her murmur, "Ah Hao, you're so good! I'm so happy!" I asked, "Darling, does it still hurt?" She said, "It hurt a lot at first, but it doesn't hurt anymore. I feel so good!" That night, I stayed on top of her, having sex seven times. Finally, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
We didn't get up until noon the next day. My mother-in-law had already returned from class and prepared lunch for us.
"Mommy!" Alan called out.
She greeted us in the living room, smiling as soon as we met, saying, "The little bird has finally left the nest! Come and eat." "Mommy!" Alan blushed and rushed into her arms.
She pushed her daughter away, sat down, and said, "Did you have a good wedding night? Look how red Alan's eyes are." She added, "He cried all night, keeping me awake all night." "Mommy's naughty!" Alan threw herself into her arms, pounding her chest, crying, "Don't tell!" "Okay, I won't!" She continued smiling, stroking her daughter's hair, and winking mysteriously at me.
She whispered in her daughter's ear, "Does it still hurt?" Alan said, "A little." Then, feigning annoyance, she said to me, "Mommy, he was so naughty, so rough!" My mother-in-law laughed and said, "Who told you to get married! But it only hurts on the first day, it'll be fine afterward." She glanced at me shyly, her own face flushed, so beautiful and captivating. I stared at her, and then she looked up at me, our eyes meeting. She quickly lowered her head, embarrassed. I also felt that my gaze had been somewhat inappropriate. That night, Alan and I made love several more times. As we embraced and kissed sweetly, I suddenly heard moans coming from my mother-in-law's room.
I said, "Alan, listen, it sounds like Mommy is moaning. Is she sick?" Alan whispered, "Keep your voice down. Mommy isn't sick. Oh, Mommy is so pitiful, so young, and she's already lost her husband! I remember when I was little, I heard Mommy make those sounds several times, and I thought she was sick. When I peeked through the crack in the door, I always saw her naked, touching her body. I didn't dare make a sound. Later, when I grew up, I realized Mommy was masturbating. I didn't understand then, but now that I'm married, I understand how important sex is to a woman! I can't be without you for a moment now!" I asked, "Then why doesn't Mommy remarry?" "Mommy is doing it for me, afraid I'll suffer..." "I'm afraid I won't be able to accept the cold treatment. Actually, I only now realize how lonely Mommy is! I really hope Mommy remarries!" I said, "Then let's try to persuade her to find someone, okay?" She said, "Daddy is a very good person, handsome, smart, capable, very considerate, and has a high status; Mommy herself is also a strong woman. So I think, even if she agrees to remarry, it will probably be difficult to find someone suitable!" "Then why don't you try to probe a little?" She nodded, "Let's talk about it when there's an opportunity!" After saying that, she snuggled into my arms and fell asleep.
On the third night, Alan quietly said to me in bed, "Ah Hao, I told Mommy about that matter, and at first she insisted on not doing it. Later, after my repeated persuasion, she finally agreed to consider it. But when I asked her what kind of husband she wanted, guess what she said?" "How should I know!" I said. "Mommy half-jokingly told me: 'If you're going to find someone, find someone just like Ah Hao in every way.' It seems her standards are really high. This is really difficult; there's only one Ah Hao in the world, where am I going to find another one!" She paused, then suddenly said slyly, "Hey! It seems Mommy has her eye on you. How about I transfer you to her?" "Nonsense!" I lightly pinched her bottom, and she let out a sweet cry before throwing herself into my arms… After the revelry, she nestled in my arms and sighed softly, "It's a pity she's my mommy; if only she were my sister!" I asked, "What's wrong with that?" She said, "Then I'd follow the story of Empress Ying and Yu'e, and we'd both marry you!" My heart skipped a beat, and I blurted out, "Okay!" But then I realized it was impossible; how could a mother and daughter share a husband!
She said seriously, "Hey! I have an idea, I wonder if it's feasible?" I asked, "Tell me." She said, "I want to persuade Mommy to actually marry you too!" A startling statement! I was stunned and shook my head repeatedly, saying, "How can this be!" She said, "Ah Hao, I'm serious! Anyway, the three of us already live together, we just sleep separately now. If we invite Mom to live with us, wouldn't that solve her loneliness? And no outsiders would know." I said, "That won't do! In this world, I only love you!" She said, "But Mom isn't an outsider! If you love me, you must love Mom too! Do you think Mom is too old or not pretty enough?" "No, no! Mom is only nine years older than me, and she looks very young and beautiful. If I really let her be my wife, how happy I would be to have you two, mother and daughter, by my side every day!" Of course, I loved Mom very much, but I just didn't want to say it out loud. So I asked again, "Then... will Mommy agree?" She said, "If you really agree, then let me persuade her!" I said, "I'd be more than happy to, but I'm afraid Mommy won't agree! It all depends on how good your silver tongue is!" The next day, I worked overtime at the company and didn't go home that night. The following evening at dinner, I noticed that my mother-in-law's face turned bright red to her ears as soon as she saw me come home.
During dinner, she didn't say a word and kept her head down the whole time. I didn't understand why and didn't press her for an answer.
After Alan and I went to bed, she whispered to me, "I talked to Mommy about that." "Did she agree?" I asked impatiently.
"She strongly objects," she said, somewhat disappointed. "How did you talk to her?" I asked.
"I slept with my mom and solemnly discussed my thoughts. Mom was furious and scolded me for talking nonsense. I said, 'You said yourself that if you're going to marry, you'll marry someone just like Ahao in every way!' She said, 'But I didn't say I wanted to marry Ahao! I really like Ahao, and if you hadn't married him, I really would have. But now he's my son-in-law, how can a mother-in-law marry her son-in-law!' I tried everything, from gentle persuasion to force, but she just wouldn't agree." "Then forget it!" I said, "Your idea is inherently illogical!" "No! I'm not willing to let it go like this!" she muttered, somewhat resentfully, "I'm going to make her marry you!" "You think you can force someone into marriage?" I asked jokingly.
"Yes, I've come up with another plan!" she said smugly, "It's a plan to turn the deed into reality!" Then she quietly explained her plan to me.
I said, "Absolutely not." She said, "It's okay. Mommy loves you very much, and she will definitely forgive you if you do something wrong!" After her repeated persuasion, I finally agreed to give it a try.
With Alan's meticulous arrangements, our whole family traveled to mainland China. In Lushan, Jiujiang, Jiangxi, we rented a two-bedroom suite in a high-end hotel. We planned to stay there for a month to escape the hot summer.
The scenery of Lushan was truly like a fairyland, refreshing and invigorating. We visited one scenic spot each day and had a wonderful time.
One day, after returning from the Immortal Peak, Alan suggested we have a good drink, which Mommy and I agreed to. She had the hotel deliver food and drinks to our room. After showering, we all sat around the table.
The family drank heartily without a care in the world, enjoying the bliss of family life. Laughter filled the air, and we frequently raised our glasses. Alan and I repeatedly urged Mommy to drink, and she happily accepted.
She said, "This is wonderful! Children, I haven't had this much fun in years!" Everyone drank quite a bit that day, especially Mommy. I'm usually the biggest drinker, but I tried to restrain myself because Alan had reminded me beforehand. This was part of Alan's plan.
By ten o'clock at night, Mom was already somewhat out of control due to the alcohol. Her face was flushed, her beautiful eyes were hazy, and perhaps because she was feeling hot, she unconsciously unbuttoned her coat and leaned back in her chair. At Alan's suggestion, she stood up and began to dance. Although her steps were unsteady due to the alcohol, her graceful figure and swaying waist made her movements very beautiful. As she danced, she softly sang a light and lyrical tune, her clear and bright eyes occasionally flashing with a captivating charm. We all applauded for her.
She happily said, "I'm so happy today! I haven't danced and sung like this in years!" After dancing, she rested for a while and said she wanted to sleep. Alan and I helped her into our bedroom. This was also Alan's plan. Mom was still drunk and couldn't tell which way was which. She let us help her lie down and quickly fell asleep, her beautiful eyes closed, her cheeks slightly flushed, truly like a begonia in the rain.
After a while, Alan and I exchanged a smile, and Alan tentatively nudged her and called to her, but she seemed oblivious. Seeing that Mommy was sleeping soundly, Alan began to loosen her clothes. When her snow-white, full breasts were suddenly revealed, I turned away embarrassedly.
Alan exclaimed, "Oh dear, why aren't you helping? You're going to exhaust me! You're such a bookworm, a hypocrite! In a little while, you'll be embracing this stunning beauty and making love to her, and now you're still pretending to be refined!" I turned back around and saw that Alan had already unbuttoned my mother-in-law's coat and bra, revealing her breasts, her high, firm nipples like small red dates, vibrant and captivating.
Her trousers were pulled down to below her flat stomach. Under the lamplight, her pink buttocks and snow-white thighs shone brightly, and the snow-white mound of her pubic area was covered with sparse, dark pubic hair. Everything was so beautiful. I was so engrossed in admiring her beauty that I didn't know how to help.
Alan noticed my expression and chuckled, squinting her phoenix eyes at me. "You lecher! Stop looking! Come help me first, and you'll have your turn to enjoy the view later!" "What do you want me to do?" I stammered, still standing there, because I really didn't know how to help.
Alan laughed and said, "Pick her up so I can take off her clothes. It's better to admire her beauty when she's naked!" "Okay." I said as I leaned forward and gently lifted her soft, delicate body. I hadn't expected Mommy, who was so tall and muscular, to be so light. I estimated she weighed no more than fifty kilograms.
She was completely drunk at that moment, her body as limp as a noodle, her limbs and neck hanging limply downwards. Moreover, when Alan removed her hairpin, her hair bun came undone, and her thick, black hair cascaded to the ground like a waterfall. I really wanted to lean down and kiss those snow-white breasts, but how could I do that in front of Alan?
With Alan's close cooperation, the beauty was quickly stripped naked, her jade body lying on the bed. With her soft breathing, her breasts rose and fell, and her flat stomach rippled gently.
Alan said, "My lovely groom, do you need me to take off your clothes too?" I quickly said, "No, no, I can do it myself! Go to sleep!" "Wow! You can't wait! Why are you chasing me away?" Alan said playfully, "I want to watch you two make love!" I stammered, "How could I!" She chuckled, "What, your face is red again! Ah, the groom is embarrassed! Okay, I should leave! I wish you happiness!" With that, she gracefully left, making a face at me before turning back to close the door.
I stood before the bed, gazing for a long time at the sleeping beauty. Her skin was snow-white, with a rosy glow; her figure was slender yet voluptuous, her limbs long and round like lotus roots, without an ounce of excess fat;
her face, flushed from the wine, resembled a blooming peach blossom, breathtakingly beautiful. My heart surged with emotion. I bent down, leaned close to her, and gently kissed her small, full lips, inhaling the rich, musky fragrance emanating from her, which intoxicated me. I gently stroked her incredibly supple skin, so delicate and tender, so smooth to the touch.
When I grasped her breasts and gently kneaded them, I noticed a fine layer of sweat in her cleavage. Involuntarily, I extended my tongue to lick and suckle, finding it so sweet.
Perhaps my touch startled her awake, or perhaps my licking alerted her; a soft moan escaped her throat, and her body trembled slightly. Her beautiful eyes, which had been tightly closed, now parted slightly, her cherry lips slightly parted, moving rhythmically. This expression, this sound, this movement aroused my lust even more. I quickly stripped off my clothes, gently climbed onto her body, and parted her legs. Her vulva was moist, and my penis entered effortlessly, little by little, until it was fully inside!
Her body trembled slightly, but she didn't struggle or resist, lying limply on the bed, letting me do as I pleased. It seemed she was truly too drunk to move, but I couldn't tell if she was still conscious, because with each thrust, she let out a soft moan. This indicated she was responding, but it might be a physiological reaction rather than a mental one.
Seeing her lips moving, I stopped and listened intently. I heard a soft, nightingale-like sound from her throat: "Oh... um... I..." I couldn't determine whether it was a physiological or psychological reaction. Fortunately, Alan's plan was to deliberately let her know that we had been intimate, thus creating a "what's done is done" situation. Therefore, I wasn't afraid of her finding out I had molested her. So her reaction didn't frighten me; instead, it encouraged my heroic spirit.
I thrust passionately, feeling the love juices in her honeyed cave gushing out like a spring, so smooth. Her honeyed cave was very tight, not like the honeyed cave of a woman who had given birth, but more like the honeyed cave of a young girl.
I was like a bee ravaging a flower, not caring about being gentle! Soon, my climax arrived, and I ejaculated profusely in that tender cave, so comfortable, so thorough!
As soon as I stopped, her body trembled, and her moans became high-pitched. It turned out that she had also enjoyed the pleasure of climax in her dream.
Afraid of hurting her, I got off her. I lay down beside her, gently turning her body to face me, and held her tightly in my arms. I couldn't help but kiss her beautiful face and lips, my hands caressing her body. Her plump, rounded buttocks were incredibly soft and smooth to the touch, and full of elasticity. I further caressed her breasts; her nipples had become very hard.
After a while, my penis began to harden again, so I climbed on top of her and began a new round of lovemaking. I was puzzled; she was in a state of ecstasy and should have been unresponsive to everything, yet her vagina remained constantly moist and secreted copious amounts of fluid.
I was very excited, making love with the Sleeping Beauty incessantly, experiencing immense pleasure.
Around five in the morning, Alan quietly came in, smiled mysteriously at me, and said, "My great hero, how many times have you done it?" I shook my head and said, "I can't remember!" She reached under the covers, grasped my penis, and exclaimed, "Wow! You've been doing it all night, and it's still so hard! That's amazing!" She took off her robe, crawled under the covers, and lay down on the other side of Mommy, saying, "While Mommy hasn't woken up yet, you should get some sleep. I'll stay here and watch over her. When Mommy wakes up, there will definitely be a storm of crying. I'll come to your rescue then." So I turned over. Alan said, "Hey! Such a beautiful woman, why don't you just sleep with her in your arms!" I said somewhat embarrassedly, "That way, wouldn't she immediately realize I've been harassing her when she wakes up?" "Idiot! Isn't our goal to let her know?" I nodded in understanding, then turned my mother-in-law around, held her tightly in my arms, pressed her face against my chest, and placed one of my legs between hers, pressing against that mysterious area, before falling asleep exhausted. I slept until almost noon. In my sleep, I heard a series of shouts and felt myself being pushed around.
I opened my eyes and saw that Mommy was already awake. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and she shouted angrily, "Ah! It's you! Ah Hao, let me go!" She tried to break free from my embrace. But the alcohol made her weak, and my embrace was very strong, with one of my legs stuck between hers, so she couldn't get away.
Just then, Alan woke up and said to me, "Ahao, let go of Mommy!" As soon as I released her, my mother-in-law immediately turned around, threw herself into Alan's arms, and cried out in anguish, "Alan, what happened? How did I end up sleeping in your room? Ahao molested me last night, do you know that?" "Mommy, please calm down." Alan hugged her, wiping away her tears as she said, "I know about this. I made Ahao do it. Listen to me, we meant well. We arranged this to relieve your loneliness and isolation! I really hope you can marry Ahao!" "No! No! Absolutely not! You two little rascals, how could you play such a trick on Mommy!" She continued to cry out, "How can I face anyone after this! Waaah!" She cried so bitterly.
"Mommy," Alan continued, "Good Mommy, it's too late now, what's done is done. Why are you still so stubborn?" My mother-in-law stopped talking and struggled to sit up. But as soon as she lifted herself up, she collapsed weakly back down. She had absolutely no strength left. Looking at her pitiful appearance, I really regretted it!
She covered her face and sobbed, helplessly saying, "In my dreams, I know I'm making love to someone, but in my hazy state, I think it's you, sweetly alive, entwined with me." "I was so drunk I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes, otherwise, I would never have allowed you to do this!" Saying this, she turned around and pounded my chest with her two small fists, yelling, "Ouch, you damned pervert! You've made me hurt so much down there, I must be injured; and my body is all sticky and wet down there, like I've been soaking in water. It's clear how badly you violated me last night!" "Mommy, I love you, I truly want to marry you!" Knowing I was in the wrong, I didn't dare argue, and didn't know how to comfort her. I reached out and put my arm around her waist. She seemed oblivious, continuing to scold me, "Wow! You think loving me means you can marry me? Have you forgotten our relationship? I'm your mother-in-law!" Alan quickly intervened, "Mommy, you're so dirty, shall I help you take a bath?" She didn't object, and Alan helped her sit up, getting out of bed naked. She didn't even suggest putting on clothes. I think she probably felt that since I had already taken her, there was no need for her to be afraid of being seen anymore.
But as soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt dizzy and collapsed onto the bed.
"Hao, come help!" Alan called out, "Carry Mommy into the bathroom, I'll run the water!" "Okay!" I replied, and without even putting on my clothes, I got out of bed naked, gently picked up the limp beauty, and carried her to the bathroom. She didn't object, closing her eyes and nestled in my arms.
I carried her into the bathtub filled with hot water, sat down, and let her snuggle in my arms, then Alan bathed her. She kept her beautiful eyes closed, motionless, letting us do as we pleased.
After the bath, Alan asked, "Mommy, we're done. Shall we go back to the room?" She didn't open her eyes, just nodded slightly, still nestled in my arms.
"Hao," Alan commanded, "Carry Mommy back to the room!" "Which room?" I asked.
"Of course we should go back to our room!" Alan scolded, "Mommy's health is so weak, how can you bear to let her suffer alone any longer! Mommy, don't you think so?" My mother-in-law didn't agree or disagree.
I carried her back to the room. By then, Alan had removed the stained sheets and replaced them with a clean one, and then laid a large bath towel on top to dry her mother.
I put her on the bed, and Alan dried her off and covered her with a light blanket. Only then did she open her eyes and whisper, "Bring me my clothes." "Oh, my dear Mommy," Alan said playfully, "We're not going out today, why do you need to wear clothes!" "You crazy girl, it's broad daylight, how can you be naked! And there's a man in the room too," she said coquettishly.
"Alright, my beautiful lady! This man isn't a stranger. Last night, you were nestled in his arms like a docile kitten. He saw and touched every part of your body to his heart's content, and you made love all night long. Stop pretending to be a moralist!" My mother-in-law's face turned bright red, and she quickly covered her face with her hands.
Alan, however, joked, "Look, I only said one sentence, and you're already this shy! Well then, I was the one who started this, so I should be punished. I'll just sleep naked with you. Last night, you two were making such a racket that I couldn't sleep a wink!" Saying this, she also crawled into the covers.
My mother-in-law said shyly in a low voice, "You still have the nerve to say that! It wasn't my choice; I fell into the trap of you two little devils!" Saying this, she turned away, deliberately ignoring her daughter. Since I hadn't been scolded by my mother-in-law, it seemed she had forgiven me. A weight was finally lifted from my heart. All day, she couldn't get out of bed. Even her meals were brought to her bed by Alan and me, who helped her sit up to eat.
That evening, my mother-in-law wanted to go back to her own room, but Alan firmly disagreed, insisting on continuing to take care of her. My mother-in-law wasn't stubborn, but she absolutely refused to let me share a blanket with her. So, she covered herself with a blanket, while Alan and I shared one.
Alan deliberately shouted, "Hey, you big heroes, you had so much fun yesterday, but you left me alone in that room. You have to make it up to me today! I want it!" I said, "Keep your voice down! Mommy's sleeping." "No! Give it to me, I really want it!" she cried sweetly.
I had no choice but to have sex with her. As the climax approached, she cried out.
I kept an eye on my mother-in-law's reaction, afraid she'd get angry. I saw she covered her head with the blanket. But I thought she couldn't possibly be asleep. Alan's cries grew louder and louder. I noticed my mother-in-law's blanket was trembling slightly; it seemed she was also affected. Then, she suddenly got up, wrapped herself in the blanket, and rushed out. At that moment, I was thrusting vigorously and naturally had no time to pay attention to her.
When Alan reached her climax and closed her eyes to rest, I put on my clothes and went to visit my mother-in-law.
I pushed open the door and found her curled up, moaning softly. I asked, "Mommy, are you alright?" "Don't worry about me, just go out!" she whispered, without opening her eyes.
I agreed and leaned down to kiss her lips.
Her body trembled slightly, and she quickly pushed me away, scolding sharply, "You dare to mess around! Get out!" I had no choice but to leave, return to the room, undress, and lie down next to Alan. She had already woken up and playfully asked, "How are you? Did you run into a snag?" I timidly replied, "I saw Mommy leave and was worried, so I went to check if she was sick." "Hmph! That sounds nice, you must have gone to flirt with your sweetheart but failed, is that right?" she said. "I didn't flirt with her," I argued. "I just wanted to see her, but she chased me away." "Haha, just as I expected!" Alan said smugly. "But you're too hasty. I noticed from the way Mom looked at you this morning that she doesn't hate you. Mom is currently in a dilemma. On one hand, she likes you very much and wants to marry you, but on the other hand, she's worried about violating ethics. So you can't rush things now. You need to find a way to break down her shame and incestuous feelings, and then entice her to comply." I said, "What can I do!" Alan thought for a moment and said, "How about this, in a couple of days, I'll make an excuse to go down the mountain to visit an old classmate and leave for two weeks. It'll just be you and her here. You can try to cultivate your relationship, okay?" I thought that was a good idea, so I agreed to give it a try.
Two days later, Alan told her mother that she was going down the mountain to visit a friend. Upon hearing this, her mother-in-law's face flushed crimson, and she exclaimed in alarm, "How can you do that! Alan, you can't leave just the two of us here! Please!" Alan said she had already made the appointment and couldn't break her promise. That afternoon, she left. Only my mother-in-law and I remained. After Alan left, my mother-in-law didn't say a word all day. She was neither warm nor cold towards me, yet polite, as if treating a stranger. Besides eating, reading, and watching TV, she would go for walks alone, her brow always furrowed.
I offered to accompany her several times, but she always politely declined, only occasionally agreeing to go with me. No matter how much I tried to talk to her, she remained silent. I didn't know what to do and racked my brains for a solution. Alan had asked me to do everything I could to get my mother-in-law to "voluntarily comply," but I was deeply worried that I wouldn't be able to accomplish this task.
One day, while strolling in the mountains, I encountered a traveling quack doctor. He whispered to me, "Sir, would you like some aphrodisiac?" I asked what it was for. He replied, "Even a virtuous woman will become the most wanton woman in the world if she takes it!" A thought struck me, "Heaven is helping me; I might as well give it a try." So I paid and bought several packets. The doctor taught me the dosage and method.
That evening at dinner, I secretly slipped a dose into my mother-in-law's teacup. The medicine was colorless and odorless, so she didn't notice a thing. I sat on the sofa, head down, drinking tea, barely glancing at her, my heart pounding with anxiety, unsure if the medicine would work or how effective it would be. So I continued to wait.
About fifteen minutes later, I noticed she seemed very hot, unbuttoning two buttons of her shirt. She was drinking tea vigorously, seemingly very thirsty. Her breathing was rapid, her face flushed, and she clutched her heart, as if her heart was pounding and her blood was burning.
I continued to drink tea, observing her closely out of the corner of my eye. I noticed her unconsciously rubbing her breast with one hand. A renowned university professor, a woman who valued chastity above all else, was rubbing her breast in front of her son-in-law—it showed just how desperate she was. I continued reading my newspaper, pretending not to see anything.
Soon, she walked up to me, leaned in, and sat down beside me, so close. I heard a strange sound coming from her throat.
Looking into her hungry eyes, I deliberately asked, "Mommy, are you feeling unwell?" She nodded coquettishly, her voice trembling, "Ah Hao, I... I feel so awful, like my whole body is about to explode! Please help me!" As she spoke, she grabbed one of my hands and pressed it against her chest. I knew the aphrodisiac had worked, and a surge of joy filled me. I turned to face her, pulled her into my arms, and gently rubbed her breast... She moaned, and as if dizzy, nestled into my embrace. She was limp from my caresses, like a still pool of water. I continued to caress her, gently kissing her cherry lips. She let out a soft moan, wrapping her arms around my neck, pressing our lips even closer. She extended her small, red tongue and placed it in my mouth… One hand slipped inside her blouse, stroking her smooth back, while the other reached under her skirt, caressing her mysterious triangle through her panties. I found it was already quite wet.
Her body trembled, collapsing into my arms, her arms weakly releasing their grip on my neck, enjoying my caresses. After a while, she began to unbutton all the buttons on her blouse, then pulled down her bra, revealing her bare breasts, their peaks high and firm. I, too, passionately embraced her waist, burying my face in her breasts, kissing and caressing her firm nipples.
She stood up shakily, untied her skirt, pulled it down, and stripped off her panties, becoming naked. She sat on my lap, nestled against my chest, and softly said, "Ah Hao, I'm so hot, hold me tight!" I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom, placing her on the bed.
She moaned on the bed, watching me undress.
She smiled, reached out and grasped my erect penis, holding it in her hands like a precious treasure, gazing at it. I looked at her in surprise, seeing only hunger and excitement in her eyes, without a trace of shyness. I thought, "This aphrodisiac is truly powerful, turning a virtuous woman into a complete slut." So I reached down to her crotch, caressing her pubic area, which was already flowing. My fingers slipped inside, and she let out an "Oh," her waist twisting violently.
Without thinking, I pounced on her. Like a kitten in heat, she obediently parted her legs, softly calling out, "I want it! Ah Hao, give it to me!" My erect penis rubbed against the lush, grassy entrance of her vagina a few times, then with a gentle thrust, it entered her enchanting, tender embrace.
Her emotions were probably at their peak, so as soon as I entered her, she began to moan and scream loudly, arching her back to meet my thrusts. Encouraged, I also frantically pounded into her soft, delicate body. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, she broke free from my embrace, and pressed me onto the bed. Before I could even think what this meant, she was already straddling me, and immediately mounted my penis, riding me violently like a mad knight. Her firm breasts swayed up and down, her two bright red nipples like a pair of beautiful fireflies dancing in the sky.
She tilted her head back, her cherry lips wide open, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, and kept calling out "Oh, oh."
I couldn't help but reach out and grasp her breasts, kneading them vigorously. She became increasingly excited, her movements quickening... In less than five minutes, she was too exhausted to sit still, her body slowly arching back, her waist resting on my legs, her long, slender neck drooping downwards, her hair trailing on the bed, breathing heavily and moaning... I sat up, laid her flat, kissed her, and gently caressed her entire body. I noticed that her smooth skin was covered with a fine layer of sweat, glistening under the light.
Her breathing gradually calmed, and her beautiful eyes slightly opened. I placed one hand on one breast and stroked her cheek with the other, whispering, "Darling, are you tired?" She smiled, gazing lovingly into my eyes, and gently shook her head. I kissed her cherry lips and asked again, "Sweetheart, do you want more?" She nodded repeatedly. I then laid her body on her side, lifted one of her legs, raising it almost perpendicular to the bed, and entered her from the side. This position allows for deep penetration.
She cried out, her chest heaving, her head arching back, her body forming an inverted bow shape. I held her legs and thrust violently. She cried out, twisting and turning, her head bobbing from side to side, seemingly unable to bear it. I withdrew one hand and grasped and kneaded one of her breasts.
Seeing that she was almost out of breath, I stopped. But she persisted, panting heavily and saying intermittently, "No...don't stop...I...want...harder...faster..." So I changed positions again, laying her body flat, lifting her legs and placing them on my shoulders, thrusting powerfully... After nearly an hour of intense activity, we both reached the peak of orgasm simultaneously.
She was intoxicated, lying on the bed like a limp rag doll, her beautiful eyes closed, her cherry lips slightly parted, softly murmuring something like a nightingale's song. She was satisfied—like a withered seedling receiving a refreshing dew… I wiped the sweat from her body with a towel, caressing her fair, rosy skin several times.
I held her in my arms, gently kissing her face and lips. She rested her head on my arm and fell into a sweet sleep.
Looking at her rosy face, I thought that her actions had occurred in a daze, and if she woke up, she would surely regret it; perhaps, she would have no idea what had happened. I hesitated for a long time before deciding to take her back to her room and see what she would do the next day. So, I used a towel dampened with warm water to wipe the stains off her body and dressed her. Then I carried her delicate body to her bed in her room, covered her with the blanket, and left her.
The next day, she didn't get up until almost noon. When she saw me, she still had the same indifferent attitude.
I asked, feigning concern, "Mommy, did you just get up? Let me make you breakfast." She smiled slightly and said politely and softly, "Thank you! No need. I'm not hungry yet, and it's almost lunchtime anyway." Then she said, "I had a lot of dreams last night and didn't sleep well, so I just woke up now." I couldn't detect any resentment or complaint from her; clearly, she seemed completely unaware of what had happened last night. It's evident that the aphrodisiac could completely cloud one's judgment.
I deliberately asked, "Mommy, did you have a nightmare?" Her face flushed, and she whispered, "It wasn't really a nightmare! I just didn't sleep well all night!" I asked gleefully, "Mommy, can you tell me about your dream?" Her neck turned red too, and she said, half-shy and half-frightened, "What's there to talk about in a dream!" Oblivious to the situation, I asked again, "Did you dream about anyone?" She glanced at me sideways, "I dreamed about you! You little devil!" I asked again, "What did you dream about me doing?" She snapped, somewhat exasperated, "What good things could you possibly be doing! Why do you know so much!" I playfully stuck out my tongue and didn't press the matter further. I thought to myself, "That's true. She just doesn't know my trick." I was glad I'd taken her home in time last night; otherwise, things might have gotten complicated today.
That night, I didn't put the medicine in her water glass after dinner, but I secretly put some in the thermos on her bedside table. I knew she drank a glass of water every night before bed. I wanted to see her reaction after taking the medicine when no one was around.
I went to bed at ten o'clock, fully clothed. I turned off the main light, leaving only a small bedside lamp on. Around eleven o'clock, I heard soft footsteps outside, then the door opened, and a slender figure in a nightgown floated in. I was secretly delighted and closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep.
She came to me and kissed me. Soon, she lifted the covers and took off my clothes. I heard her rapid breathing. I was completely naked. My penis was naturally very hard, standing tall and erect. She straddled me, took me inside, and moved up and down like a valiant female knight riding a galloping horse, moaning softly, panting, and crying out. After about ten minutes, she collapsed onto me. I rolled over, holding her in my arms, caressing her and kissing her. One of her hands gripped my still-erect penis, playing with it.
That night, my boldness grew, and we changed positions, reveling until three in the morning, until I unknowingly fell asleep in her arms. When I woke up at dawn, I found her still in my arms, sleeping so soundly. I was startled, afraid she would wake up, so I gently wiped her body, dressed her, and carried her back to the room. Fortunately, she was too tired to wake up. I was secretly pleased that I had found a magic potion that allowed me to have sex with her anytime.
So, every two or three days, I would find a way to get her to take the potion, and I could enjoy the warmth of a beauty throwing herself into my arms and having sex to my heart's content. Then, after she was satisfied and asleep, I would wash her, dress her, and carry her back to the room.
But I didn't feel relieved, because Alan had asked me to find a way to make my mother-in-law submit willingly. Although I could have sex with her every day now, it couldn't be considered that I had completed my mission. I could only wait for the right opportunity. That day, I walked with her along the roadside. She continued walking in silence, admiring the scenery on the mountain. I could only follow behind her. Suddenly, I noticed an out-of-control bicycle rushing down the mountain, about to hit her. The bike was going very fast; if it hit her, her life would be in danger. She was looking at a tree by the roadside and didn't notice. I acted immediately and pushed her away. However, I was knocked to the ground, suffering a long, bleeding gash on my forearm. My mother-in-law knelt down, helped me sit up, and hugged me tightly, tears streaming down her face, repeatedly calling out, "Ah Hao, Ah Hao, are you alright?" I smiled and whispered, "I'm fine. Mommy, are you hurt?" She quickly said, "I'm perfectly fine, but you got hurt trying to save me. What can we do! Ah, darling, does it hurt a lot?" I smiled and shook my head. Just then, a car came by, and she flagged it down, taking me to Lushan Hospital. The doctor examined me and said, "Thankfully, no bones are broken." My wound required over a dozen stitches, and I was bandaged before returning to the hotel. By then, it was past mealtime. My mother-in-law called the waiter to bring my favorite dishes, and instead of letting me cook, she fed me herself. After the meal, she brought me a cup of coffee, sat beside me, put one arm around my waist, and brought the cup to my lips… her concern was overflowing! My mother-in-law's attitude towards me had changed! Although the wound hurt a lot, I felt warm inside.
It was the height of summer, and combined with what had just happened, I was drenched in sweat, and my clothes were covered in mud. So, after she helped me lie down on the bed, she said to me, "Ah Hao, rest for a while. I'll go prepare some hot water for you. You're so dirty, you need to take a bath." I said, "Mommy, no need. I can't move my hands. I'll take a bath in a couple of days." She said, "No! It's so hot. How can you not take a bath? You can't move your hands, but I can still wash them for you!" "This...this..." My face turned red instantly.
"Wow! You know how to be shy!" She smiled charmingly, gently patted my face, and said with a hint of schadenfreude, "When you and Ah Lan plotted to rape me that day and then carried me to the bathroom to give me a bath, did you ever think I would be shy?" I stammered, not knowing what to say, and my face felt even hotter.
"My little darling," she said, stroking my hair, "Mommy was just teasing you. Look how embarrassed you are! Haha, even a grown man can be cute when he's shy!" I said, "Mommy, I'm so dirty, how can I..." Seeing my embarrassment, she pulled me into her arms, letting my head rest against her chest. I felt my face pressed between her breasts, and a surge of desire welled up inside me.
She comforted me, saying, "Didn't you bathe me the other day? Besides, we've been intimate, we've shared a night of passion, I've seen your body before, there's no need to be shy!" Saying this, she lifted my face, kissed me on the lips, and then left.
After a while, she came back in and said, "Ah Hao, the water is ready, you can wash now." Saying this, she started to undress me. Although I was a little embarrassed, I had no choice but to let her undress me completely, since I only had one hand.
She looked at me playfully and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't carry you. I can't repay your kindness in carrying me to the bath that day, so I'll have to go by myself." With that, she took my hand and led me to the bathroom, helping me jump into the tub. She said, "Darling, put your hands up so you don't get your wound wet. I'll wash them for you." She bent down, splashing water on me, then gently caressed my entire body with her soft little hands.
Through the low-cut top of her loose t-shirt, I could see her snow-white, full breasts, a deep cleavage, and her nipples faintly visible. This stunningly beautiful body made my blood boil, and my genitals instantly swelled. A little embarrassed, I quickly covered them with my hands.
She asked, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" I stammered, my face flushed.
Seeing this, she thought I had a stomachache and asked, "Is your stomach upset?" She pulled my hands away. Unexpectedly, it burst forth proudly from the water.
"Oh! You're so naughty!" she exclaimed, her face flushing red to her neck, and she involuntarily turned her face away.
I grabbed her hand and placed it on my erect penis. She was startled and quickly withdrew her hand, but after a moment's hesitation, she slowly reached out again, grasped the shaft, and gently slid it up and down.
After a while, she glanced at me shyly and said, "Weren't you injured? How come this little bird is still so proud?" "Mmm!" I groaned softly and closed my eyes.
She cupped it in both hands, stroking it incessantly, and said, "Wow! Your thing is so thick and long, most women can't handle it! Ah, my poor little Alan! Ahao, when you two made love, did she cry out in pain?" I said, "I think she seemed to be in a lot of pain, but when I tried to stop, she said she enjoyed it and wouldn't let me stop. I don't know why!" She glanced at me and smiled knowingly.
"Mommy, did it hurt when we made love that night?" Her face flushed again, and she lightly slapped my waist, saying, "You're so naughty! Why bring that up again!" After a pause, she said softly, "I was so drunk I wasn't thinking straight, how would I know? But the next morning, I did feel a lot of swelling down there. It didn't hurt, though, because I'm not a virgin anymore." "Mommy, I love you! I'm going crazy with love!" I passionately wrapped my arm around her delicate neck with my uninjured hand and kissed her beautiful face. She didn't resist; instead, she slowly moved her cherry lips to mine, accepting my tongue. I heard bursts of joyful, melodious moans. After kissing for a while, I slipped my hand inside her clothes and caressed her breasts. She didn't refuse. I found them slippery and hard.
"Ah! Darling!" After a while, she broke free from me and said, "You're injured now, don't move. You are one of the most handsome men I've ever seen, elegant and charming, with a noble air. I fell in love with you from the first day I saw you, but unfortunately, fate was against me, and you became my son-in-law. You know, for a long time, I've dreamed of being held in your arms, enjoying your tenderness and affection, but reason tells me that's impossible. Now, I've come to terms with it. Anyway, I'm already yours, and today you risked your life to save me, so I belong to you! Darling, after you recover, I'll agree to whatever you want to do. Okay?" "Mommy, I want to marry you, can you agree?" I asked while the iron was hot.
She glanced at me shyly and whispered, "How can I! Don't forget I'm your mother-in-law!" Then, she lowered her head and continued washing my chest, as if she had many worries on her mind.
"Mommy, promise me! Please!" I lifted her chin with my hand, kissed her lips, and looked into her eyes.
She said coquettishly, "Okay, okay! I'll think about it! You naughty boy, you're so persistent!" "Ah! Good Mommy!" Hearing her agree to "think about it," I was extremely excited. I hadn't disappointed Alan at all. When she came back, I could show my wife what I could do.
I asked again, "But why have you been ignoring me these past few days? You've been so cold to me! I'm in so much pain!" She stroked my chest and said, "Actually, I'm in even more pain than you. On one hand, I love you very much and of course I'd like to marry you, and I wouldn't hesitate to give you my body. But when Alan proposed that I marry you, I worried about our relationship: how could a mother-in-law marry her own son-in-law? So, I've been in a state of intense inner conflict these past few days. I was afraid that my emotions would become uncontrollable and I would lose my composure, so I deliberately distanced myself from you. Ahao, do you know how many times these past few days I've longed to rush to you and throw myself into your arms! Ah! Darling, do you know how lovely and charming you are! You've even made me, a highly respected university professor, yearn to kneel at your feet!" As she spoke, she kissed my lips repeatedly.
I slipped my hand under her skirt, two fingers passing through the edge of her panties and probing her vulva. She didn't resist; her body trembled slightly. I gently stroked it and found that it was now a babbling brook. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and bit her lip tightly.
I knew her desire must be very strong right now, so I said, "Mommy, my injury is okay! I want it now! Give it to me, okay!" She pushed me away and whispered, "Good boy, Mommy is yours now, you can do whatever you want. But right now you're so badly injured, you can't do any strenuous exercise, you need to focus on recovering. After you get better, I'll let you play to your heart's content every day, okay!" "But, look," I thrust out my belly, letting my erect penis emerge from the water, and said playfully, "This thing is angry!" She glanced at my penis, smiled brightly, and looked back at me with longing. Then, I saw her face suddenly turn red again, her eyes like those of a drunken dreamer. I excitedly kissed her again.
"You disobedient child, how can you have no patience at all! You're so badly injured, you absolutely can't do any strenuous exercise!" she said softly. "Ah Hao, sit still and don't move, let me soothe it!" As she spoke, she reached out her soft, jade-like hand, grasped my penis, and gently stroked and kneaded it. After a long while, she suddenly lowered her head and stuck out her bright red little tongue, gently licking the glans, making my whole body tremble. She licked every part of it, and then she opened her cherry-like mouth and took it in, in and out.
I had never received oral sex before, and I was extremely aroused. I quickly became erect and released in her mouth. She didn't spit it out, but swallowed it completely... Seven days later, my wound had healed, the stitches were removed at the hospital, and I could use it freely again.
Back at the hotel from the hospital, my mother-in-law said happily, "Today you've recovered from your injuries, let's celebrate!" She took out a few small dishes and two wine glasses from the cabinet, filled them with wine, handed me one, and we drank it all in one gulp, looking at each other and smiling. Looking at her beautiful smile, I was completely captivated. After a few drinks, I took her delicate hand and said with a smile, "Mommy, with such a beauty as you to accompany me while we drink, what more could I ask for in life!" She had drunk a few glasses, and now her cheeks were flushed, making her even more alluring. Hearing this, she gave me a flirtatious wink and smiled sweetly, "Ah Hao, to be able to sit and drink with such a handsome man like you, I haven't wasted my life as a woman!" I felt elated. I picked up my glass, took a sip, and handed the remaining half to her, saying, "Mommy, it's a pity we didn't meet sooner, a true friend is hard to find. If you don't mind, please drink this half." She took the glass, got up, and sat down beside me. She smiled gently and said, "I'm afraid I'll get drunk if I drink any more." She then downed the glass in one gulp, gently placed it on the table, and gazed at me tenderly... We just looked at each other like that, neither of us speaking. The room was silent, as if you could hear our heartbeats.
Our hearts were pounding, and sparks flew between our eyes, igniting a burning desire within us. My heart raced.
I suddenly pulled her into my arms, pressing my lips to hers… She shyly pulled away from my embrace, murmuring, “I…I don’t want to be here…” Burning with desire, unable to control ourselves, we walked into my bedroom, arm in arm. As we entered, I could see she was already somewhat infatuated. As soon as we entered the room, I held her tightly in my arms, kissing her face and lips for a long time. She didn’t resist; her body trembled, her eyes slightly closed, her lips parted, letting me kiss her. Gradually, soft moans escaped her throat.
My hands slipped inside her clothes, kneading her breasts. After a while, she suddenly raised her arms, hooked them around my neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed me passionately, whispering sweetly, "Ah! My little darling! I love you! I love you..." I slowly unzipped the back of her dress and pulled it down. She obediently lowered her arms, closed her eyes, and let me remove her clothes. When the dress fell to the ground, she was left only in a pink three-piece bikini, her snow-white skin exposed before my eyes.
I tore off her small bra and panties. A jade-white beauty, like a plum blossom blooming in the snow, was revealed before me, so vibrant, so fragrant! I carefully admired this peerless beauty. She was fully developed, full of femininity. Her buttocks were perfectly round, like a ball. Her shapely, long legs were extremely beautiful, truly exquisite... Her waist was slender, her breasts were high, and her back was proudly straight. Her smooth, flawless skin, lightly powdered, shone brilliantly. Her lips were red and her teeth white, her eyes brimming with affection as she smiled at me.
My heart skipped a beat, and my gaze drifted downwards, landing on her smooth, supple belly, soft and yielding, like a willow branch swaying in the breeze. Then I saw her beautiful navel, like a lovely smile, displayed on her full waist, indescribable in its allure. My eyes were captivated, and as they moved further down, they were fixed there. I saw another plum blossom, graceful and alluring, its beauty both captivating and enchanting.
"Mommy's skin is so white, she's like a snowman!" I said, gently stroking her fragrant shoulder.
"My little jade boy!" she said, stroking my hair and unbuttoning my shirt, revealing my breasts. Trembling, she nestled against me, pressing her full, snowy breasts against my chest. I held her tightly, passionately kissing her cherry lips, rosy cheeks, soft breasts, and nipples. Her body trembled even more violently, arching back almost at a ninety-degree angle, her two breasts rising high.
I embraced her: "Ah, you're so beautiful!" My lips pressed tightly against hers, then I lifted her entire body, spun her around, grinned, and gently kissed her lips, saying, "My little darling, you're simply a beautiful angel!" I gently lifted this naked beauty and rushed to the bed, placing her delicate body on it. I quickly stripped off my own clothes, bent down, and licked her entire body with my tongue. I began to gently caress her flawless white body. Her eyelashes fluttered, opening and closing intermittently, her whole body limp on the bed, letting me do as I pleased. Her waist twisted, and moans escaped her throat… My hand moved again to that mysterious triangle area.
She began to moan loudly, her breathing rapid, her waist arching to match mine, and she said softly, "Give it to me, I'm going crazy!" I climbed on top of her, my penis gently sliding into her very lubricated, thirsty cave. She cried out "Oh," then closed her beautiful eyes slightly, moaning softly, her waist twisting. With each joyful thrust, she showed a delighted expression, her slender body swaying from side to side with my impact.
She stretched out her arms, holding me tightly, as if afraid I would escape, crying out, "Ah! Darling, I love you!" Her skin was so soft and smooth, her breasts pressed against my chest; even when I was deep inside her, her breasts remained the sensual center.
I gently caressed this beautiful woman, still as docile as a young girl.
I gazed tenderly at her face—that captivating smile, smooth skin, azure eyelids—all of it was intoxicating the moment she met my gaze. Her long eyelashes fluttered. Her red lips turned upwards, forming a smile. Our lips met, pressed together, as if our bodies overlapped, as if our whole being were one. Her tongue licked my lips, exploring, lingering. My thrusts became even faster.
Suddenly, I felt her arms grip my shoulders tightly, her legs raised high, wrapped around my waist.
Finally, the climax arrived, and she let out a breathtaking scream! Then, she collapsed onto the bed, like a docile kitten.
From then on, things progressed naturally, and our family lived happily together. This mother and daughter were not only exceptionally beautiful but also virtuous and gentle, and very considerate of me. We had become accustomed to the three of us sharing a bed and making love every night. For some reason, the frequent lovemaking did not weaken my body; on the contrary, it made me even stronger. Of course, in front of outsiders, she was still my mother-in-law.

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