My suffering mother-in-law

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

My father-in-law is in his fifties. He used to be a workshop foreman in a state-owned factory, but he was laid off and now receives a monthly pension of 900 yuan. My mother-in-law is also almost fifty; she used to be a doctor at the factory clinic, and she suffered the same fate, now earning only a little over 500 yuan a month. Together, they earn only half of my salary. I was reluctant to let them move in, but my wife kept pestering me, even resorting to her trump card: she wouldn't let me sleep with her if I didn't agree. I had no choice but to agree, letting them live in the guest room without paying rent each month. I even gave them an extra 500 yuan to buy groceries, cook, and clean. It was like hiring two maids. But actually, this was already quite good. If they rented a place outside, it would cost at least 800 or 900 yuan, and with food and other expenses, their little money wouldn't be enough. Several months passed like this, and the weather gradually got hotter. Plus, our city is located in a basin, so the heat didn't dissipate at night, making it even hotter. That evening, my father-in-law went to play mahjong with some old coworkers, and my wife went to the night market with her friends, leaving only my mother-in-law and me at home.

It was so hot that I was only wearing a tank top and athletic shorts, while my mother-in-law wore a loose cotton dress that could also be worn as pajamas. We sat in the living room watching TV; the cable channel was showing Sylvester Stallone's "The Cannonball." There was a scene in the middle where he and Sharon Stone had a very revealing sex scene, and both actors had fit bodies, which was indeed alluring. I watched with great interest, but my mother-in-law seemed a little embarrassed. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that she changed positions twice on the bed, as if trying to make herself more comfortable, but I knew she was actually trying to hide her embarrassment. Having discovered this, my interest shifted from the television to my mother-in-law, because it was quite interesting. I stared at her, noticing her full, slightly plump body encased in her skirt, revealing alluring curves. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her forehead was glistening with sweat. Approaching fifty, she looked young, with few wrinkles on her face, hinting at her former beauty. Her slightly wavy hair was styled in a bun, giving her an elegant and pretty appearance.

This was almost the first time I had noticed my mother-in-law's allure. My penis, already erect from watching the suggestive scenes, grew even more swollen, almost painfully so. Summer naturally increases libido, and the heat, coupled with several days without sex with my wife, further fueled my desire.

A surge of energy welled up from my lower abdomen, and without thinking, I stood up, walked to my mother-in-law, and sat down beside her. I placed my left hand on her exposed knee and stared at her. I felt her body tremble, her leg twitching back slightly, but she didn't flinch, and she tried to stand up. But I didn't give her time to think. As she bent over to stand, I grabbed her waist and pulled her into my arms.

She was startled and just said, "No!" I whispered firmly in her ear, "Don't scream, the neighbors will hear." She immediately stopped, struggling. But she was no match for me, and in the struggle, I finally managed to remove her skirt.

She wasn't wearing a bra, and her lower body was clad in very ordinary white cotton panties, an old-fashioned style that suited her age. Her breasts were large, probably a D cup, with dark brown nipples and small areolas. I pressed her against my chest, my hands reaching for her two large breasts. They felt soft and supple in my hands, not loose at all, but rather a little tight. As I kneaded them, I reached out to pull off her panties.

But she kept struggling, crying out, "No, how can you do this to me? I'm your mother-in-law!" She

was only silenced by my earlier words, her voice low. Seeing that I couldn't succeed with her, a surge of anxiety drove me to tear her old underwear with a sudden burst of strength. She seemed startled by my sudden brutality and stopped struggling. Taking advantage of this, I quickly stripped off my clothes and pounced on her again. Seeing my naked body, she knew she couldn't escape today and simply stopped moving.

I pulled her to the edge of her vagina, letting her lower body dangle outside, and forcefully spread her legs, making her vulva the perfect height for me to kneel and penetrate. Holding my penis with one hand and lifting her legs with the other, I thrust into her vulva. Only then did I notice her thick, dark pubic hair. When my glans touched her labia, she seemed to let out a cry of pain. I didn't care about that and thrust in. But once inside, I knew it wouldn't be easy. Because there hadn't been any foreplay, her vagina was still dry, only slightly moist because of the heat. It didn't hurt too much, but smooth thrusting was unlikely. I cursed under my breath, pulled out my penis, smeared some saliva on it, and then slowly inserted it again. Sure enough, it went in. It was

very tight inside, not like a woman in her forties who had given birth. It was a little looser than my wife's, so the feeling was naturally a mix of surprise and pleasure. I wasn't in a hurry because I knew that if I just released my desire quickly, I would ejaculate very soon. I wanted to play with this middle-aged woman a little longer, especially since she was my mother-in-law. I slowly thrust in and out, like cultivating virgin territory. Soon, she became wet, which made me thrust even harder. I slowly stood up, lifting her buttocks as well, so she was upside down as I fucked her. It

was probably her first time being fucked like this; she twisted her body, which I felt was almost cooperating with me. But I knew it wasn't, because she kept her eyes closed and didn't make a sound. I knew it was a silent resistance. But that didn't matter; what mattered was that I was enjoying it.

After fucking her like this hundreds of times, I flipped her over, made her kneel on the bed, holding onto the backrest, so I could fuck her from behind. She initially resisted this lewd position with all her might, but I was young and strong, and I eventually managed to penetrate her. This time, I didn't hold back, grabbing her big ass and thrusting wildly. After another five or six hundred thrusts, finally, I ejaculated deep inside her vagina. Satisfied, I pulled out my penis, wiped the remaining semen from the head of my penis on her buttocks, and then sat down to catch my breath. She hurriedly grabbed some tissues to wipe away the semen flowing from her vagina—there was so much! It was all over her legs. As if suddenly realizing I was still there, she grabbed her skirt, which she had thrown on the floor, without even glancing at me, and ran back to her room. But I distinctly felt that the way she ran was strange; perhaps I had thrust too hard. Thinking this, I slowly put my clothes back on, secretly hiding the torn underwear.

That evening, my father-in-law and wife returned, and without much fanfare, they went to their respective rooms to sleep. But I got excited and pulled my wife over for another round. After stripping them naked, I noticed that the mother and daughter each had their own strengths. My wife's figure was naturally better; although her breasts were half a size smaller than her mother's, they didn't sag at all, but stood out prominently. But my mother-in-law was, after all, a mature woman, with fair and soft skin. Although her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, it had a unique and alluring quality when combined with her pubic hair. Inserting my penis into my wife's vagina was naturally tighter than into my mother-in-law's, probably because she hadn't had children. Although I only had sex with my mother-in-law once, the ecstasy was no less intense than my wife's. Thinking about this, I was naturally incredibly excited. I mustered my strength and brought my wife to orgasm three times, only stopping when she begged for mercy.

The next morning, I saw my mother-in-law preparing breakfast as usual. During breakfast, I overheard the father and daughter recounting the previous night's events. My mother-in-law just ate with her head down, avoiding my gaze. I felt relieved; it seemed there wouldn't be any lasting effects.

For several days, my mother-in-law avoided me, trying not to speak to me. But I always found opportunities to strike up a conversation, always asking casual questions when others were present. They had no choice but to respond politely. Several days passed, and things seemed to have calmed down. My mother-in-law seemed to have returned to her old ways. But I wasn't; I was always plotting when I could do it again. August arrived, and my wife went to Beijing on a business trip for about two weeks. She had only been gone for three days when I was already bursting with pent-up desire, thinking that I had to get my mother-in-law back for another round.

That evening, I came home early, changed my clothes, and came out to find my father-in-law engrossed in watching the evening news. I hate news like that, which is completely devoid of truth. Seeing my mother-in-law making dinner in the kitchen, I said, "Mom, let me help you." When I got to the kitchen, I saw my mother-in-law wearing that cotton dress, and I immediately became excited.

Because of the cooking fumes, there's a door between the living room and kitchen. I closed it as I did so, and my mother-in-law flinched when she saw me close the door as soon as I entered. I moved closer and stood behind her, whispering in her ear, "Mom, let me do it." As I spoke, I lifted her skirt and stroked her smooth thighs. She struggled, saying, "No, you can't do this to me anymore."

I said, "As long as you're not afraid Dad will hear, go ahead and scream." With that, I pulled her underwear down, letting it slide to her ankles. Then I took out my penis. Learning from my previous experience, I dipped some cooking oil in the bowl and smeared it on my penis. I pressed my mother-in-law's upper body forward, making her buttocks slightly thrust towards me. Without delay, I held my mother-in-law still with both hands, then thrust my erect penis into her. After several attempts, I found the right spot, and with the lubrication of the cooking oil, I inserted it all the way in.

I started moving, and my poor mother-in-law dared not cry out, supporting herself on the stove with one hand while continuing to stir-fry the vegetables with the other (afraid of burning them and not being able to explain later). I reached up and touched her; she was wearing a bra! I impatiently pushed it up over her breasts. Then I vigorously kneaded her large breasts, occasionally pinching her grape-like nipples. I continued thrusting wildly for a good five or six minutes, finally ejaculating while she was adding salt. I wiped my penis with the hem of my skirt, patted my mother-in-law's face, and said, "That was great today!" I turned and left the kitchen. My mother-in-law immediately went to the bathroom. Then she continued cooking. That night, the celery and pork stir-fry was too salty.

The next day, my father-in-law wasn't home for dinner, saying he was at a gathering of old friends. Honestly, why go to a gathering when you don't have much money? When I got home and saw my mother-in-law alone, my lust was aroused again. My mother-in-law could tell from my eyes that I was up to no good again. This time, she took the initiative and said to me, "We can't do this anymore. I won't hold the previous two times against you, please let me go." But I was unmoved and said, "Mom, what are you afraid of? We're family. What's wrong with being affectionate? If you don't give in to me, I might go out and find other women. Wouldn't that be letting down your daughter? Besides, it's not safe."

"No, I'm your mother-in-law. How can we have this kind of relationship?"

I couldn't help but feel angry and said, "You two live in my house and eat my food. I've been more than kind to you. You've been with men before. Besides, what's the difference between sleeping with me once and sleeping with me ten times? If you make me angry, don't blame me for being ruthless." My words were fierce, and my mother-in-law was frightened. She was immediately pulled into my arms.

I forced her into my bedroom and pushed her onto the bed. I quickly stripped off my clothes, pressed myself against her, and said while pulling at her clothes, "I've been clinging to you all this time because you're old, but you still have a good figure and you're tight down there. Look, your breasts are just as good as a young man's. Besides, you have so much pubic hair, your sex drive must be very strong. Every time I have sex with you, you're very wet, this old man definitely can't satisfy you."

My mother-in-law didn't say anything, just let me play with her. I was very happy now, and touched her whole body, especially her soft, big breasts, which I never tired of playing with. After playing for more than ten minutes, seeing my mother-in-law's face flushed red, I laughed and said, "How's it going? Itchy, isn't it? Let your good son-in-law give you a good time." With that, I inserted my already rock-hard penis into her vagina. This time it went very smoothly because it was already quite wet inside. Naturally, I excitedly thrust in and out vigorously. But this time, it wasn't enough; I quickly felt myself ejaculating. Seeing my mother-in-law's tightly closed eyes, I immediately pried open her mouth and ejaculated a thick stream of semen into it. Startled, she didn't dare vomit, and immediately ran to the toilet. Hearing retching sounds coming from inside, I smugly touched my penis: "You're so lucky, you've had your way with both mother and daughter."

In this way, I frequently raped my mother-in-law, the other two people in the family remaining completely unaware. My mother-in-law seemed to have gotten used to it; each time I made a move, she would only struggle at first, but later she would just let me do as I pleased. Sometimes, when the family was eating together, I would secretly reach under the table and touch my mother-in-law's thigh. She dared not move, and could only endure it, sometimes until her face turned red. I would also, while traveling, take advantage of the father and daughter's inattention, pull my mother-in-law aside, and forcibly kiss and touch her breasts. It was truly thrilling! I love to rape her secretly when there are other people at home. Just thinking about her husband and my wife being there makes me so excited, especially since she's my mother-in-law! That poor old father-in-law still doesn't know that he can live here entirely because his wife sold herself!

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