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"Honey, my mom wants us to come home for dinner tonight."

"Okay."

Just now, my wife, Xiaojing, called to tell me that she wanted me to come over for dinner.

About three months ago, Xiaojing and I made the most important decision of our lives. That day, we held our wedding in front of all our relatives and friends, officially becoming a legally married couple.

Actually, we're both just young people who have only been out of school and in the workforce for a couple of years. The reason we were in such a hurry to get married was entirely because of the little one in her belly. I blame myself for being too hasty and not taking proper precautions.

By the time I found out Xiaojing was pregnant, it was too late, so you could say it was a shotgun wedding. When Xiaojing and I were still dating, she took me home to meet her parents. They were very nice and satisfied with me. Sometimes when I brought Xiaojing home late, they would let me stay at their house, for which I was always grateful. Xiaojing's parents weren't like most parents who were conservative and overly protective of their daughter's private life; they adopted a more open attitude, which I think is the source of Xiaojing's cheerful personality.

I've always had a rather unusual hobby: having sex with my girlfriend in public. The physical and mental stimulation is different from regular sex. But Xiaojing was naive and held traditional views, always considering it indecent and refusing to cooperate. However, her insistence was useless against a seasoned BDSM player like me. After some sweet talk and coaxing, she gradually became addicted to this particular form of sex.

One night, we went out late again. When I took her home, Xiaojing's mother asked me to stay. I didn't pretend to be polite and accepted. Xiaojing's father had just gone on a business trip that day, leaving only Xiaojing and her mother at home. Perhaps her mother thought it would be safer to have a man in the house, which is why she asked me to stay.

Xiaojing's house was large, with three rooms, supposedly bought quite some time ago when prices weren't as high as they are now. It's obvious that a three-bedroom apartment like this wouldn't be cheap, no matter the era. I knew from Xiaojing when we were dating that her family was well-off, which also meant she had quite a temper. Usually,

when Xiaojing's father is home, I stay in the guest room. In this special situation where only she and her mother are home, as an outsider who isn't quite part of their family, I should be even more mindful of avoiding any appearance of impropriety. But Xiaojing didn't seem to have any such concerns. After showering, she came straight to my room to play cards, saying she'd go back to sleep later. But my mind wasn't on the cards at all; it was on her youthful body, still fragrant with shower gel after her shower. I couldn't resist the urge, so I put down my cards and pounced on her.

"Hey! What are you doing? My mom's still outside!"

"It's okay, she can't see me anyway."

"No way! We'll get caught."

At this point, burning with desire, I didn't care about any of that. I grabbed Xiaojing's wrist forcefully and, ignoring her struggles, started kissing her wildly. Xiaojing's petite body writhed under my pressure, and this immersive experience, akin to a forced sexual encounter, gave me an unprecedented thrill.

"Baby, have pity on me, it's been so long since we've been intimate, be good, I'll be done soon." Hearing my soft pleading, Xiaojing finally stopped resisting: "Be gentle, it'll be terrible if my mom finds out, then what will you do?" I thought to myself, a man and a woman alone in a room, late at night, do you think your mom, with her experience, wouldn't guess what's going on?

Having gotten permission, without further ado, I quickly took off my clothes, and then I had to undress Xiaojing. I have a hobby, I don't know if it counts as a quirk, but when most couples have sex a lot, it's natural to undress themselves when things happen, but I especially like it when a woman helps me undress. I feel a big psychological difference between undressing her and me doing it myself.

Facing the completely naked Xiaojing, I didn't rush into the main event, but planned to do plenty of foreplay first, something that Xiaojing had always appreciated and liked. It wasn't about having sex to release sexual desire, but about experiencing unparalleled spiritual and physical pleasure.

"Why are you so wet?" I asked, touching Xiaojing's genitals with a teasing look.

"You're so annoying!" Xiaojing blushed slightly, her body exposed.

"You say no, but your body is very honest. Hahaha..."

"You...you say it again, you say it again and I won't talk to you anymore." Xiaojing, embarrassed, tried to get up and put on her clothes again. I pressed her down again, spreading her legs and burying my head inside, intently licking her clitoris and labia with my nimble tongue. With each tease of my tongue, Xiaojing's body trembled. As I sped up, she pressed her hand against my head, seemingly hoping my tongue would penetrate her vagina.

Seeing that the foreplay was almost complete, I didn't hesitate and immediately entered Xiaojing's body, the warm, moist, and tightly enveloping sensation filling her.

Having been with Xiaojing for so many years, we've probably lost count of how many times we've made love. But despite all this time, Xiaojing's vagina is still as incredibly tight as it was the first time I entered her. Sometimes I can't help but tease her, "With your vagina so tight, if our child were to come out, wouldn't it probably have to be a needle first?" Of course, this results in a good beating from her.

"Is it good?"

"Mmm...mmm~"

When we usually stay overnight in hotels, Xiaojing's moans can be heard next door. The funniest time was when the hotel staff kept knocking on our door, saying we were disturbing the guests in the next room. But now, to avoid being discovered by her mother, she's holding back her moans, which has a unique charm.

Just as we were getting into the swing of things, we heard the sound of flushing water outside the door. It was coming from the bathroom next door; Xiaojing's mother must be using the toilet.

Speaking of my future mother-in-law, I was truly amazed by her when I first visited Xiaojing's family to meet her parents. While I wouldn't say she was an absolute stunner, she was certainly a woman of her age, still possessing a captivating charm. Her skin was especially fair, even better than her daughter's, and her figure was remarkably well-proportioned for her age—truly remarkable. However,

as the saying goes, "the more you climb a mountain, the more likely you are to encounter a ghost." Perhaps it was because I focused too much on my future mother-in-law during the meal that when I later went to Xiaojing's room to rest, she remarked, "Isn't my mom very beautiful? Why have you been staring at her for so long?" I was startled, of course, and quickly explained that she was being paranoid and that I was simply looking normally.

Who knew she'd say, "Don't get any funny ideas. She's my mom, and she'll be your mom too. You wouldn't even spare your own mother, you big pervert!" Actually, deep down I've always had a deep attachment to mother figures or mature women. Before, my feelings for my future mother-in-law were just admiration. But after Xiaojing said that, I naturally started thinking about it, and once I started, I couldn't stop. I was thinking about how great it would be if I could actually get my hands on Xiaojing's mother.

But I still stubbornly refused to admit it: "How could I? Even if you had the guts, I wouldn't dare!" "I know you wouldn't dare, humph. Besides, you don't have the ability."

"That doesn't make me happy."

"Not happy? Fine, if you're so capable, go and get my mom. If you succeed, I won't object." Xiaojing said somewhat defiantly, followed by another round of playful banter.

However, even after all this time, I still remember Xiaojing's joke, whether it was true or not. Sometimes I think, it wouldn't be bad if I could actually get my hands on both mother and daughter. Of course, all of this is just wishful thinking; in real life, Xiaojing would probably kill me first.

Right now, as I rhythmically thrust into Xiaojing, for some reason, that conversation resurfaced in my mind, and my brain couldn't help but fantasize about her mother's full, well-proportioned figure. Even the head of my penis inside Xiaojing felt bigger.

"Ahhh~" Xiaojing, being the one experiencing the change directly, naturally noticed it, giving me a surprised and shy look.

Since I couldn't have her mother, I'd have her daughter. I began to unleash all my desire for Xiaojing's mother onto Xiaojing, trying to find a fleeting, unattainable pleasure in this somewhat similar daughter.

Perhaps I was being too forceful; Xiaojing, who had been clenching her teeth and not making a sound, couldn't withstand my thrusts and let out intermittent, alluring moans. "Yes, scream all you want, I'm going to fuck you to death, you slut! Wearing short skirts and showing off your thighs every day, always trying to seduce me, I'll fuck you to death!" The

image of Xiaojing in my mind began to overlap with her mother's. This almost ethically reprehensible pleasure surged through me, forcing my penis to thrust to its maximum.

"You...you...slow down, I can't take it anymore...slow down..." In the heat of the moment, I couldn't care less about that. I continued thrusting rapidly until I heard the water from the toilet next door stop. I guessed Xiaojing's mother had finished using the toilet and would be coming out soon. She would definitely pass by my room, which further fueled my violent thrusting into Xiaojing's genitals. A voice inside me tempted me: "Let her hear how her daughter is being fucked, let her know how lucky her daughter is to have found such a good man!" Finally, the "slap slap slap" sound of my thigh hitting Xiaojing's buttocks was loud enough for anyone passing by our door to hear, unless they were deaf. I was also paying close attention to footsteps outside.

Xiaojing was practically going crazy at this point, her brows furrowed as she desperately covered her mouth to stifle a moan, while her other hand kept slapping my thigh to signal me to stop. Although I was carefully watching what was happening outside, I still couldn't tell if Xiaojing's mother had stopped at my door, and there was no sound from outside.

After five or six minutes, I couldn't withstand such a high-frequency thrusting any longer. With a surge of heat, my countless offspring finally went to their final resting place. Afterwards, while cleaning myself up, I was given a beating by Xiaojing.

Several months later, I learned from Xiaojing that she was pregnant. Then, both sets of parents met and finalized the marriage. My ex-girlfriend became my legal wife.

Before our wedding, both sets of parents discussed buying a house for the two of us. This is something I've been thinking about. The best way to resolve the complicated mother-in-law/daughter-in-law relationship after marriage is to prevent them from living together.

Originally, my savings, Xiaojing's savings, and my parents' subsidies were only enough to buy a one-bedroom apartment. But Xiaojing's parents, not wanting their daughter to suffer, secretly contributed a small amount of their own savings. In their words, it was just a small amount, but it bought us a two-bedroom apartment. It was then that I truly understood why Xiaojing's "princess syndrome" wasn't entirely unfounded.

For this reason, a few months later, when Xiaojing's pregnancy became more apparent, her mother suggested that Xiaojing move back home so they could take care of her. Xiaojing readily agreed, and when she asked for my opinion, what could I say? They were paying for the apartment, and I really wasn't very good at taking care of a pregnant woman.

I originally planned to visit her parents every week, but Xiaojing actually asked me to move in with her. Besides her supposed reluctance to part with me, how could I not guess her little scheme? Well, I'm not bad-looking, and I'm a manager, more importantly, I got to this position at a young age. So many young women flirt with me and shower me with sweet talk; I might easily lose control and do something inappropriate.

So, Xiaojing and I moved back to her parents' house to live with them. Even though we were family, it was still a bit inconvenient, especially for someone like me who's used to being sloppy at home, just wearing shorts and a tank top everywhere. At their house, I had to change everything.

One time, I was off work, and Xiaojing went out with her friends. Her parents weren't home either, so I was taking a shower and washing my hair. While I was washing my hair and applying shampoo, I heard the front door open and footsteps. Recognizing Xiaojing, I called out, "Honey, could you get me a towel? I need to dry my neck; it's all suds." Xiaojing came in, took the towel, and dried my neck.

"Wipe my back, it's dripping."

After showering, I started washing my hair wearing only shorts, and Xiaojing gently and carefully wiped my back.

I said somewhat resentfully, "Honey, it's been so long since we did 'that,' are we going to...?" Just as I was waiting for Xiaojing's reply, I heard my mother-in-law's voice behind me: "Jingya isn't back yet!" This startled me half to death. It turned out to be Xiaojing's mother, and I'd made such a big blunder.

"Mom, it's you! I... I thought it was Xiaojing!" Xiaojing's mother didn't say anything, wiped my back a few more times, told me to finish showering quickly so I wouldn't catch a cold, and then left, leaving me

feeling incredibly embarrassed. Sometimes, the saying "misfortunes never come singly" is really accurate. That very evening, something funny happened when I went to the bathroom.

Xiaojing's parents were asleep when I went to the bathroom because my stomach wasn't feeling well. I'm used to leaving the bathroom door open at home, and since everyone was asleep, I didn't think much of it and just left it open.

Just as I was about to get up, I saw a figure flash past the doorway—Xiaojing's mother appeared. We both froze for a few seconds. Then, when Xiaojing's mother looked down and saw my exposed penis (because I hadn't pulled up my pants yet), she screamed. Luckily, she covered her mouth in time to avoid disturbing Xiaojing and my father-in-law.

I hurriedly pulled up my pants, while she, somewhat flustered, paced back and forth a few steps before quickly returning to her room.

There was a bathroom in Xiaojing's parents' bedroom, and I never expected her to come out to use the restroom. The incident, combined with the embarrassment that morning, made me feel utterly ashamed to face her mother, and I hurriedly returned to my room.

I was probably so flustered that Xiaojing noticed and asked, "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." I looked at Xiaojing, and for some reason, I told her everything that had just happened. Maybe I hoped she would apologize to her mother for me, but I didn't consider that if Xiaojing actually went, wouldn't the situation be even more awkward?

"Hehe, so my mom saw your little brother." Xiaojing wasn't angry at all about what had happened; she even seemed to be watching the show, even though her mother was involved. "

You're still laughing? You almost scared me to death." "

Look at you, so timid. My mom didn't say anything, what are you afraid of?" "I really can't face anyone anymore. If this gets out, I'll be laughed to death." "If you don't tell, and my mom doesn't tell, who will know?" "

By the way, your mom won't tell your dad, will she?" I suddenly realized. What if my father-in-law finds out about this? Will I be torn to pieces?

"Do you think my mom is like you, spreading such embarrassing things around? Don't worry, she'll definitely keep it to herself." After hearing Xiaojing's analysis, she realized there was some truth to it, and her emotions calmed down considerably.

"You were seen by my mom, hehehe, what did you feel when she saw that?" Xiaojing asked me while laughing, probably because she found the scene too funny.

"What did I feel? What else could I feel? I just wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear." "I... hahaha, I thought you... you were going to experience some kind of perverted pleasure that made your little brother grow into a big brother!" Besides watching porn together to study, Xiaojing also reads some erotic novels. I noticed she seemed to like incest novels. When I asked her why, she said it was easier to immerse herself in the characters and it was more exciting. Now she was clearly connecting me with those outrageous erotic novel plots, and I was so angry that I wanted to take her right there and then, but she scared me off with the words, "I'm pregnant."

"Isn't that going to suffocate me?" I said weakly.

"I didn't stop you. You can go out and find other women!" I rolled my eyes at her.

Xiaojing giggled and climbed onto me, saying, "Do you think my mom will overthink things when she gets back?" Although I didn't understand what Xiaojing meant, I couldn't help but fantasize about my mother-in-law, supposedly in her prime, seeing her son-in-law's penis and suffering sleepless nights, resorting to using her fingers to soothe her soul.

"Oh... what are you thinking about?"

She was clearly leading me in that direction, and now she was saying I was daydreaming, but seeing her teasing expression, I knew Xiaojing was just teasing me again.

[To be continued]

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