Sakura's Confession - My One-Night Stand with My Son-in-Law

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Author : 　　Mature 　　Woman Sakura

********** 　　... 　　Among the articles my husband translated about his mother-in-law and son-in-law's affair, some were particularly sentimental. When my husband and I discussed the plots, he jokingly said, "After reading so many articles about mothers-in-law and sons-in-law's affairs, do you ever want to have one with your son-in-law?" This happened before our daughter's wedding. I scolded him, "Are you crazy? How could I!" Actually, I often daydream, imagining myself as the heroine in these stories. My husband 's joke might happen someday... 　　I also asked him, "And as the son-in-law, would you also want to have an affair with my mother?" 　　He paused and said, "I'll tell you a secret, but you can't laugh at me, and you can't tell anyone." 　　I said, "I won't laugh at you. How could I possibly tell anyone about what happens in our bedroom? Just tell me!" 　　He hesitantly said, "When I first came to your house..." When I saw your mother, I knew that when you reached her age, you would have a similar figure. You were very thin then, and now your fuller figure is just like hers. This is exactly the image I admire. That's why I never tire of looking at you. Do you remember? I especially loved going to your house back then. I really wanted to see your mother's fuller figure, just like you are now. I often fantasized about her, and I really wanted to find an opportunity to have a relationship with her. This infatuation only gradually faded after you gave birth to Yuqin (our eldest daughter).” 　　I laughed and said, “You're really perverted! It's a good thing you didn't have a relationship with my mother, otherwise, should I call you husband or godfather…” 　　Inexplicably, my husband's wicked thoughts about his mother-in-law twenty years ago came true in his son-in-law. This happened last June, in the sweltering heat of summer. 　　********** 　　...　　　　Yuqin had several boyfriends on and off since high school, but none of the relationships lasted very long. Perhaps because she grew up in a military dependents' village and received a lot of care from older elders, she preferred dating older men as an adult . Two years ago, she started dating a divorced former boss, 13 years her senior, named Jinchun (a familiar typical Hakka name). He lived in Miaoli, was physically strong, and over 180cm tall. 　　Initially, my husband and I weren't very supportive, but we didn't want to openly object. We figured their relationship wouldn't last long, so we let them develop their own path. My daughter often invited him over for my Hakka cooking. He was very polite, always bringing gifts, and always praised my cooking during meals—very charming to women . Occasionally, he would invite us out to eat. I felt we got along quite well. 　　He's only eight years younger than me, and he's been married before, so he has much more life experience than Yuqin, which makes it easier for us to have deeper conversations. Also, we feel even closer when we speak Hakka. As a result, we got along better and better, and gradually I completely accepted him; 　　in fact, I developed feelings for him! One day at the end of the year before last, my daughter told me she was pregnant with Jinchun's child and wanted to marry him. Actually, I no longer had any prejudice against Jinchun, but because of his divorce and two children, I advised her to think carefully, out of concern for her well-being. After all, she's still young, and becoming a stepmother isn't easy. In the end, she still decided to marry him. 　　They had a successful wedding early last year, and Jinchun officially became my son-in-law. 　　Since then, my husband has suddenly become particularly interested in articles about mothers-in-law and sons-in-law. He often translates them and shows them to me, and we discuss the plots together. Some of the stories about mothers-in-law actively seducing their sons-in-law are indeed very emotional. Reading these articles, to be honest, stirred up some desires. My husband's encouragement, coupled with my feelings for my son-in-law , made me unconsciously fantasize about him when I was feeling lustful. 　　Actually, I knew what my perverted husband meant by showing me these articles—he wanted to see me and my son-in-law ... But people have basic rationality, and I would scold him appropriately: "How boring you are! You're so old , and you're still reading those kinds of erotic articles all day long, and you even showed them to me. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You're really crazy." 　　He explained, "I don't mean anything by it! I'm just killing time. I'm using it to improve my English, and reading these novels can also add some fun to our relationship! Life is short, why not enjoy it while we can? Like when we did our nude photoshoots and those social events, weren't we all very happy?" 　　Although I didn't tell him, at that moment I agreed with his idea of enjoying life while we could, and I was also looking forward to and willing to go with him to social events. To conceal my secret, I feigned a coquettish tone and said, "Hey! 　　You silly husband! I sacrificed myself to cooperate with you for photos and attending the social event! Don't think I'm happy about it ! I'm always very reserved and shy!" 　　He quickly replied, "Yes, yes, yes, my good wife, thank you for cooperating with me and fulfilling my wishes." 　　My daughter works as a factory worker, from 7 am to 7 pm, two days on, two days off. When she works on weekends , my son-in-law would bring her to Hsinchu, and he would spend the day with us at home, sometimes even staying overnight. 　　For the four or five months before this happened, because there was always someone at home on weekends, my son-in-law never...

I spent some time alone at home with my son-in-law, and those days passed peacefully. We got along increasingly well,
and deep down, we felt like siblings.

At that time, I worked as a breakfast cook in a hotel restaurant, from 6 am to 11 am,
with no holidays. I was usually exhausted and smelling of cooking fumes when I got home at lunchtime. Since
no one was home during the day, I was used to taking a full shower as soon as I got home. If I didn't have
any plans , I would lie down for a nap, eat something, do some housework, and prepare dinner. I lived a relatively
carefree life.

One Saturday last June, it was a hot day. My husband was on
duty at work , my second daughter was at work, and my youngest son was working a weekend job. My eldest daughter had called the day before to say she had to work,
and my son-in-law would drive her there in the morning and then we would rest at home until she finished work.

Fridays have many guests, so there were many more people having breakfast than usual. I was already very tired when I
got home . My son-in-law was watching TV in the living room, wearing a tank top and shorts. I greeted him and asked
if he had eaten lunch. He said he had eaten breakfast late and wasn't hungry yet. I said, "There's food in the fridge, so you can get some if you're hungry.

I'm very tired today, I'll take a shower first and then we can chat."

This was the first time I'd spent so much time alone with my son-in-law in a room with no one else around. Although we
weren't uncomfortable being alone and got along well, I still felt a little uncomfortable at that moment. Our
apartment's living room and master bedroom both face the courtyard. Normally, when no one is home, I would be walking around naked
and free. The living room's French doors were open, and a cool breeze blew in from the courtyard, slightly relieving the heat.

If someone from across the hall were watching, they might be able to see my upper body, but I didn't care.
My husband likes me being spied on like this, so I'm used to not closing
the curtains . Sometimes, when we're having sex, he even deliberately opens the curtains and turns on a small light, saying it
makes it more exciting. Over the years, I don't know how many times my husband and I have been seen behaving so openly, and
honestly I don't care.

Anyway, as I was about to go into the room to change, the phone rang. It was my husband, bored on duty,
calling chat. He asked if I was home, if I was tired from work, and if we had eaten, etc.
After answering him, I asked if he had eaten and what he was doing. He said he had just read an erotic novel about a
shapely mother-in-law wearing a semi-transparent nightgown making breakfast for her son-in-law, who sat at the table admiring her
curvaceous back.

Finally, the son-in-law couldn't resist the temptation and stepped forward, pressing his body against his mother-in-law's back, his hard
penis against her buttocks. The mother-in-law didn't turn around, saying to her son-in-law, "Do whatever you want!" They ended up
having a long sexual encounter…

Because the son-in-law was nearby, I couldn't respond, so I said to my husband, "Okay, let's talk later!

I'm very tired today, I'm going to take a shower."

Due to my husband's deliberate teasing, my body underwent a change while showering, and a burning desire to be penetrated ignited within me
, instantly spreading to my sensitive areas. I leaned against the wall while showering, rubbing my
breasts and poking my wet, oozing genitals with the other, fantasizing about my son-in-law coming into
the bathroom naked and taking a bath together...

After showering, I didn't take any underwear into the bathroom because I was going to rest. I just put on a thin, half-length Thai cotton
camisole nightgown. Although it wasn't very transparent, my
nipples , and if you looked closely, you could see them protruding.

I thought I'd drink some water and chat with my son-in-law before going to rest. As I walked out of the bathroom, my son-in-law turned around.
I felt a slight surprise on his face, and his eyes gave me a somewhat lewd look from head to toe
. I suddenly realized that this was the first time we had spent so much time alone together in a room, and also the first time I
had dressed so lightly in front of him.

Then he asked in Hakka, "Are you done showering?" I smiled and said, "Yes, I feel a little better. I'll go get
a glass of water." I turned around and glanced at him; his gaze was still fixed on my body. I didn't mind his
eyes wandering over me and walked gracefully towards the kitchen. His eyes were probably fixed on my shapely buttocks
as he watched me enter.

After I poured a glass of water, I sat on the long sofa in the middle, naturally curling
my long a seductive and sexy side-sitting pose, one I often strike in selfies.
His gaze kept lingering on my chest and legs. After

chatting casually about everyday things, I said, "You watch your TV, I'm going to rest.
I'm very tired today, my hands and feet are sore." Then I stood up to go back to my room. I looked down and saw a
bulge . I thought, "Oh no! My clothes and seductive pose must have triggered his male physiological response.
" This reignited the desire that hadn't subsided. My heart pounded, and I took a deep breath.

At this moment, he said shyly, "Mom, how about I give you a massage to relieve your fatigue?"

Deep down, we both saw our relationship as that of siblings, not mother-in-law and son-in-law. With
the experience and intuition of a mature woman, I sensed he was beginning his advances, testing me step by step, ultimately trying
to possess me.

While my body desperately needed male comfort, and I wasn't opposed to having sex with him,
my rationality told me it was best not to. My open-minded husband might be fine if he found out, but if
my daughter out, it could be a disaster. At this point, I could simply say "No, thank you," and it would be over.
But my physical needs and curiosity led me to decide to investigate. I wanted to know
what and how he would do it. I had already devised two plans, which were also ways to reduce my guilt and
forgive myself.

First, we would agree that anything between us that shouldn't be known to a third party would be kept a secret.

Also, I could call "Cut!" at any time to stop what shouldn't happen as he made his advances.

Article Two: We both agree that anything between us that shouldn't be known to a third party must be kept secret.

Also, if something inappropriate happens because I couldn't resist my physical needs, I cannot...
I wanted to make it seem like it was my need, and that he felt it was his constant seduction that caused this. If it really happened,
we had to agree that it would only happen once, and afterwards everything would return to normal.

At that moment, I was both nervous and excited, my face flushed and my heart pounding, but I pretended to be casual and said, "You know how to massage
? I didn't know that." He said, "I used to learn, and I sometimes massage Yuqin, but she doesn't really
like it." I said, "That's exactly what I need, so please give me a massage! Shall we sit?" He sat down and said, "
It's hard to massage your legs while sitting; you have to lie down. You go into the room first, I'll wash my hands and come in." Actually, I knew that
because of his erection, he couldn't stand up in front of me.

I went into the room, turned on the fan, and drew the curtains; I didn't want this intimate moment to be exposed. I sat on
the bed, and he came in from outside and said, "Lie face down on the bed, I'll start with your back." Then, he massaged my head,
neck, and arms in that order from top to bottom. He massaged very well; I believe he had some training. While massaging, he asked if I
was using too much force, and I replied that the pressure was just right and very comfortable.

When he massaged my shoulders and back, he changed his position. He had been massaging my sides, but now he
straddled my hips with his legs spread, his hands gripping my shoulders, and his body moving back and forth. I
could feel his hard penis rubbing against my buttocks intermittently. For someone as easily
aroused as me, this rubbing was torture; my genitals felt wet, hot, and itchy.

Then he gently stroked my back and said, "Mom, you're not wearing a bra!" I said, "I usually don't wear a bra after
showering at home, is it a problem?" He said, "No! I forgot to tell you beforehand that
wearing a bra during a massage is inconvenient, so it's fine if you're not wearing one." Actually, he could see perfectly well that I wasn't wearing a bra; he had clearly seen my erect nipples since I came out
of the shower , but he pretended not to notice.

I thought, let's just pretend then! So I asked him, "Will wearing underwear have any effect?" He said, "
Underwear won't have any effect, unless you're getting an oil massage, then you can't wear any clothes." When he massaged my waist
, his buttocks gently sat on my lap, his hard member pressed against my skin, making me feel
itchy .

When his hand slid down to my buttocks, he said, "You're not wearing underwear!" I said, "Yeah! You
thought I was wearing any?" He said, "Yeah! You just asked me if wearing underwear had any effect, I thought you
were!" As he spoke, his hand gently stroked my buttocks up and down. This was no longer a massage but
more like teasing, but I liked him stroking my buttocks like this, and I quietly enjoyed it.

Then his hand slid down to my thigh. At this point, I figured he wasn't really in the mood for a proper massage anymore, so I decided
to use the second solution I'd already planned. I said to him, "By the way! Don't tell
Yuqin !" He said, "Please, I can't tell her! She's incredibly jealous. I didn't tell you, but when
we were laughing and joking around, she asked me, with a hint of jealousy, if I was interested in you. So ever since, I've been careful not to get too close to you when she
's around . If she finds out about the massage today, that would be terrible!"

I said, "Right! It's just a massage, nothing serious. If she's that bothered by it, then don't let her know. No matter how we explain, it won't change her mind if she starts to
think the worst. Let's talk about it privately." "There are many things I can't let her know!"

he said. "Of course! Don't worry, I'll know my limits. Actually, we're close in age, so it's
normal that we get along well. But because Yuqin has different ideas, I haven't told her most of what we talk about,
and of course, I won't tell anyone else!"

He said exactly what I wanted to hear. I said, "That's right! Everyone should have some secrets.
Let's keep our conversations as secrets between the two of us, so as not to cause any misunderstandings or trouble."

At this moment, he used his hands to separate my legs, which were pressed together, and began to press my thighs. After pressing
my thighs, he knelt behind me, bent one of my legs, and pressed my foot first, then put my foot down and pressed my calf again. My
foot stopped between his hips, just touching his hard penis. His hands held my calf and rubbed it from side to side
, and my foot also bumped against his penis.

When he pressed my other foot, I felt my vagina itching and flowing with a trickle of lustful fluid. I couldn't help
but contract my vagina and anus, and my vagina was completely exposed to him. I could feel his
penis getting harder and hotter in my feet. To maintain my passive position, I had to suppress my burning desire to be penetrated,
lying on my stomach, my face flushed and my heart pounding, accepting his caresses and teasing.

Finally, he finished massaging me, pulled down the hem of my nightgown, got off the bed, and stood to the side, saying, "
Did you finish massaging my back? Did it feel good?" I took a deep breath and said, "It felt very comfortable, so relaxing. You did
a great job ." Then I turned around and looked up, noticing a small umbrella-like erection under his crotch. I thought that if he finished
and left now, the day's play would end there, and I would be a little disappointed.

But he didn't seem to want to finish. His face was flushed and he was a little out of breath as he said, "I don't know if you're tired.
If you're not, I can massage your front half too." At this point, I didn't want to sleep anymore. My desire was soaring, and I
needed comfort! I felt my nipples throbbing and hardening. Looking down, my chest looked like two small umbrellas, and my
genitals were unbearably itchy.

At that moment, my desire made me want to say to my son-in-law, just like the mother-in-law my husband had described in his phone call, "
Do whatever you want!" But I decided to remain passive, so I forced myself to stay calm and said, "Oh! I
don't feel tired anymore, so please massage me!"

I
closed . After
a while, his hands moved over my chest, rubbing back and forth between my breasts and lower abdomen, which felt quite nice. I felt that he was intentionally using the rubbing motion to pull up the hem of my nightgown little by little, all the way up to
the top of my pubic area. My legs were naturally extended, but not tightly closed, so he could clearly see
my pubic hair and moist labia.

At this moment, he whispered to me, "Mom! Excuse me, I saw your pubic hair. It looks like it's been trimmed,
very neat." His hands continued to massage my lower abdomen without stopping. I said, "Let me tell you a secret. Your father-in-law
loves taking selfies and often asks me to be his model. To make the photos look better, he often edits my hair."

He said, "It looks really good. I didn't know you two were so open-minded. And the photos? Can you send them to me?"
"Want a reward?" I said, "Forget it! Even I can't see them. He locks them in his office computer. I have to
go to his office when he's on duty on weekends to see them! Like today, he's in his office organizing
the photos he recently took of me. If I want to see them, I have to go to his office to find him."

At this point, he stopped what he was doing, blushing and looking at me shyly. I asked, "Are you done?" He stammered
a little , "Not yet... I also have a secret I want to tell Mom. Mom, don't be angry!" Actually
, before, we talked about everything in private, and we'd shared quite a few secrets, including his relationship with his
ex-wife, his sex life with his daughter Yuqin, and my sex life with my husband, etc.

What secrets do we have besides not having slept together? So I said, "Why are you angry? It's something only the two of us
know . I won't be angry. Tell me!"

He looked at me affectionately and said, "It's like this, when I first started dating Yuqin, she often mentioned to me that
her mother was very sexy, had given birth to three children, and still maintained a great figure, even better than hers. At first, I didn't quite
believe it, because looking at her figure, how could my mother's figure be so good!

But after meeting my mother for the first time, I believed it was true. I couldn't believe that my mother was seven or eight years older than me,
because my mother and Yuqin looked like sisters. From then on, I developed feelings for my mother.
Later, the longer we spent together, the more we got along, and the more I felt that we were like siblings. Our personalities and temperaments became
closer, even... " "I see my mother as my dream girl and the object of my fantasies, especially since Yuqin is pregnant and has morning sickness and won't let
me touch her. We haven't had sex for a while, and I feel so sad
."

His words touched me a little, because he was essentially praising me. I also felt a bit sorry for him; I
know it's hard for a strong man his age to go without sex for a while. I could
empathize . I know the feeling of longing and yearning because years ago, before we moved out of the military dependents' village
, I had a crush on a neighbor (his wife was my mahjong partner). I
longed , and eventually received his attention. We still maintain a good relationship.

Now, my son-in-law's confession is like handing me the power to decide whether or not to have sex with him. So far, he's only
expressed a desire to be close to me. I can't just let him get close to me like that. Although I'm prepared to have
a relationship , I've decided to remain passive and let the ball roll back.

I said, "I understand your situation. You've said so much, what do you mean now?"

He said, "I want to beg Mom to be close to me just this once. I'll listen to Mom after this, otherwise I
'll be upset I don't know what to do."

At this point, I had a few thoughts. I sympathized with his distress, and I also had feelings for him. If he couldn't control himself
and went out and messed around, it would be bad for my daughter. Besides, I also needed to at that moment. I said, "Okay! If you promise me a few things
, I'll reluctantly agree. First, this is a one-time thing, and it will never happen again; second, after today's
events , our lives and relationships will return to normal, as if this never happened; third,
you must never tell anyone about this; fourth, you can't touch my face or kiss my lips later."

After hearing this, he held my hand and said, "Mom! I promise you, I'll do whatever you say, and I swear I'll keep
my promise ."

To maintain my mother-in-law's last shred of dignity, I decided to adopt the same approach I used when my father-in-law raped me years ago—I wouldn't move
or make a sound, so he would think I was reluctantly cooperating with him, and he wouldn't see my lewd side. After it was
over think I was a conservative mother-in-law. I sat up and slowly took off my pajamas, completely naked in
front of him. He stood there, stunned, watching me undress, his eyes fixed on my breasts. I smiled and said, "What are you doing
? Why aren't you taking your clothes off? What are you spacing out for?"

He stood by the bed and took off his shirt and sweatpants,
revealing his long, thick, erect penis right in front of me. Ah! I exclaimed inwardly. This was
the thickest and longest penis I had ever met. I couldn't resist grabbing his penis with my hand, and it trembled slightly in my grasp
.

I almost couldn't resist sucking on his enormous penis, but I restrained myself to maintain my image
. I released my grip and whispered in a trembling voice, "So big!" Then I lay down. He
knelt by the bed, his hands caressing my breasts. My nipples hardened and swelled. Then one of his hands slid
down to gently stroke my labia, while the other pinched my nipple.

His teasing made my heart race, my genitals itch unbearably, and I was dripping with lust. His
wet fingers, slick with my juices, began to tease my clitoris. I was so aroused I couldn't control myself; my hips
writhed , and I couldn't help but let out soft moans.

Then, panting, he said, "Mom, can I call you 'Big Sister' today?" At that moment, I didn't
care what he called me; all I wanted was for his huge penis to penetrate me. I
nodded and murmured, "Mmm," my voice trembling.

I didn't say anything more. He climbed onto the bed, knelt beside me, and began vigorously kneading my breasts. He then buried his head in my nipples and
started sucking on them intensely. His nimble tongue sucked, licked, thrust, and swirled,
making me moan softly, "Mmm... mmm..." He murmured, "Big sister, so good!

So good! I've missed you so much! Big sister..."

Then he spread my legs, knelt between them, and pressed his mouth against my vulva. He
reached up and grasped my breasts tightly, his mouth covering my vulva, his tongue thrusting in and out of my
vagina , licking my clitoris. I was completely out of control. I grabbed his head and pressed it down, my
hips swaying rhythmically.

I could barely hold back anymore, letting out my usual excited "Ouch! Ouch!" sounds. He
made "tsk tsk" sounds as he asked me, "Big sister, is it good? Does it feel good?" At this moment, my
mouth was dry and my heart was pounding. I almost answered him with a moan, "Mmm...very good! Very good!" His tongue
continued to move inside my vagina. After a while, my uterus felt a spasm and contraction. I reached orgasm,
and my vagina was thrusting upwards again and again, making "ouch! ouch!" sounds.

Among the men I've had sexual relations with, my husband's colleague, Xiao Tong, has the best tongue skills
(see "My Husband Planned to Get Me Drunk and Let Others Play With Me"). Every time, he would lick me until I cried out for help at the climax. I never expected
my son-in-law's tongue skills to be so amazing, no less than Xiao Tong's!

After licking me to orgasm, he didn't even realize I had already come once, and continued to lick
my juicy vulva with abandon. Just when I felt I was about to reach orgasm again, he suddenly stopped, knelt
between , and pointed his hard, erect penis at me. He said, "Big sister, I'm going in now?" I looked at him and
nodded.

He bent down, held his penis with one hand and rubbed it back and forth at the entrance of my vagina a few times, getting some of my vaginal fluid on it, and then inserted his
thick penis into my vagina. He slowly pushed it all the way in. I had never
been penetrated by such a long and thick penis before, filling my entire vagina completely. I felt a tingling, numb, and swollen sensation, and involuntarily
let out an "Ahhh~~".

He stopped and asked me, "Big sister, is this okay? Isn't it too deep?" I said, "It's not deep,
this is fine."

Then he started thrusting in and out of my vagina repeatedly using a nine-shallow-one-deep motion. I had
a second orgasm almost immediately. He still didn't notice my reaction and continued thrusting in and out in the same frontal position.

He must have been mindful of his role as a son-in-law, because he didn't ask me to change positions. Actually,
I really wanted to lie down and let him penetrate me from behind. It wasn't that I disliked being penetrated from the front; I just really enjoyed the different feeling of being penetrated from
behind . But I maintained my dignity and didn't ask to change positions, keeping the same
position as he continued thrusting.

After a while, he suddenly sped up and thrust deeper and deeper. I knew
this was a sign he was about to ejaculate, and I felt incredibly stimulated and excited. He gasped, "Big sister...
I'm coming! Can I ejaculate inside you?" I gasped, "Yes... it's okay,
it's okay ... it's okay if you ejaculate inside..."

At that moment, I gripped his waist tightly with both hands, my vagina thrusting back and
forth in rhythm with his penetration. After a series of intense thrusts, he suddenly stopped, exclaiming, "Ahhh... I'm coming
! Big sister, that was amazing!" I felt a surge of heat fill my vagina, rushing into my uterus, and my vagina
spasmed, reaching my third orgasm of the day.

I lowered my hands, feeling a wave of relief. He didn't immediately pull out his still-erect penis, remaining in the same
position, and said to me, "Big sister, was my performance alright?" I smiled and replied, "You should call me Mom now! You
did quite well. Don't forget your promise to me! Go wash up, they'll be coming back soon."

He smiled and said, "Yes! Mom, thank you for granting my wish. I will keep my promise, don't worry!"

Two months later, my daughter gave birth to a son. She quit her job in Hsinchu and found another job in Miaoli .
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