Mother-in-law, the sexual bliss after I slept with her

Today I went on a business trip, and my mother-in-law drove me to the airport. Because my girlfriend and I had a fight, I was in a bad mood, and she noticed my expression.

"What happened between you and Xiaoying?" she asked, her tone slightly serious.

(Actually, I'm not married yet, but I call her "mother-in-law" because she's my girlfriend's mother.)

"Nothing much, just things haven't been going well at work lately, and I didn't want to bring my mood to Xiaoying!" she said, glancing at me with a hint of doubt. I stopped talking, looking at the street scene outside the car window, feeling a surge of irritation. Damn it, such a nice day, yet I'm in such a bad mood; I can't even stand myself.

"Oh! We're here."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie!" I opened the car door, and my mother-in-law poked her head out and smiled slightly. "Call Xiaoying when you get here."

"Okay, I will. Please give her my regards."

My mother-in-law stepped on the gas, and the car sped away like a gust of wind. Thinking about my mother-in-law's gaze just now, a chill ran down my spine...

My mother-in-law came from a distinguished family; her ancestors had guarded the border for generations. After the Republic of China era, their fortunes declined, and they became no different from ordinary families. But the blood flowing in her veins constantly testified to her noble lineage. Being an only child, perhaps to revive her family's fortune, she married a local nouveau riche with no education in her prime, becoming incredibly wealthy for a time.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Within a few years, her husband fled overseas due to financial problems and was never heard from again. Most of their family fortune was confiscated by the state, and my mother-in-law raised her beloved daughter alone. Even with less than a tenth of their current wealth, it would be enough for the mother and daughter to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

My mother-in-law was exceptionally intelligent from a young age, possessing a high level of knowledge in classical poetry and a remarkable ability to read people. The unfathomable look in her eyes just now seemed to have discovered something. Thinking about this, I became even more flustered and my spirits plummeted. As the plane slowly ascended into the clouds ,

my heart was still gripped by gravity. My secretary, Xuemin, was explaining documents beside me, and I mumbled responses, glancing at her every now and then.

Everyone at the company knew I had a girlfriend, which was why I maintained such a delicate relationship with Xuemin. I thoroughly enjoyed chatting with her, just as she enjoyed watching me loudly recite, "Let us drink and sing, for life is short..." while holding a beer. I often think, if I had met Xuemin first, maybe everything would have been different…

After taking a shower at the hotel, my mood improved slightly. I dialed the hospital where Xiaoying was: “I’ve arrived. Don’t worry, are you alright?”

“Yeah! I’m fine. Take care of yourself and don’t work too late. Come back early, I’ll miss you…”

A warm feeling rose in my heart. “Don’t worry! I know what to do. You should also get plenty of rest.” “

…If…I mean, if…I were pregnant…”

“Don’t think so much. If it really happened, we’d get married. Wouldn’t you want to?” A wave of annoyance washed over me, and my hard-won good mood vanished. Damn it, I cursed inwardly. Lately, dirty words have been popping into my head frequently; it seems only in this way can I find some psychological balance.

Lying in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, what’s wrong with this world? Why me? I’ve thought through all the bad things I can remember, and nothing outrageous has happened. Why did I have to suffer this fate… Damn it. The business trip went smoothly; I finished everything in two days .

On the third day, Xuemin accompanied me shopping, and we picked out some gifts for Xiaoying and my mother-in-law. That evening, some clients invited me to the nightclub at my hotel, specifically choosing a stunningly beautiful woman to accompany me. Seeing her seductive and wanton appearance immediately reminded me of Xiaoying, and a pang of heartache shot through me. I excused myself, feigning illness, and went to my room to sleep early.

Around 4 a.m., a waiter knocked on my door with a stack of bills, asking me to pay. I was startled and quickly asked what was going on. Apparently, the clients had all drunk too much and gone off to have fun with the women, forgetting to pay.

I frowned, feeling an indescribable disgust. How could such a low-class company exist in a city that supposedly boasts a highly developed economy? I knocked on Xuemin's door, demanding she pay the bill first and repeatedly apologizing to the waiter!

Xuemin was clearly surprised that I hadn't gone off to have fun with the clients; her eyes widened in disbelief. I didn't bother explaining and went back to my room to continue sleeping. I knew this would further increase her affection for me, but deep down I felt an urge to run away. Perhaps, after that incident, I still deeply loved Xiaoying…?

The next morning, I went to the client's office and politely asked the general manager to reimburse yesterday's bill. The general manager was quite embarrassed, his face flushing red and then pale. He had originally invited me to treat him to something as a farewell gift, but in the end, I had to pay.

It was clear that those employees from last night had been thoroughly reprimanded by the boss. The general manager, embarrassed, personally escorted me out of the office. After walking a distance, I vaguely heard him angrily call those employees to his office immediately. I smiled, a strong sense of pleasure rising within me. Am I… a little psychologically disturbed? I'm back in the city that raised me .

My parents, Xiaoying, my mother-in-law, work…sigh… For the next few days, I kept making excuses about being busy with work, only managing a quick lunch with Xiaoying. Xiaoying told me on the phone that her period had started again, and the emergency contraception had worked. It seemed like the last time wouldn't have gone wrong. She sounded incredibly happy. I coldly agreed and quickly hung up.

After my last business trip, my secretary, Xuemin, secretly inquired about some trivial matters, such as whether I gambled or frequented brothels. I'm sure the answers would satisfy her; I could tell from the way she looked at me. We're both well-educated people, and although we have a good impression of each other, we carefully guard that line.

Every day, there's a bouquet of lilies on my desk—my favorite flower. I've only known my secretary for a little over two months, yet she knows that. My girlfriend of nearly a year had no idea... Despite my best efforts to cover it up, my parents noticed a clue and kept asking why Xiaoying hadn't been visiting lately. I impatiently repeated the lies, and my parents sternly warned me not to do anything to betray Xiaoying. I loosened my tie and stormed into my room, refusing to listen to their nagging anymore.

This was the first time I'd ever been impolite to my parents. Actually, Xiaoying is an exceptionally talented girl in many ways; no wonder my parents adore her so much, and she's almost more important than me at home.

Under her mother's guidance, Xiaoying is well-mannered and polite to elders. Remarkably, her mother is a good mother-in-law; despite their wealth, she raised her daughter like any other ordinary family. Xiaoying, following her own will, became an excellent nurse and is frequently recognized by her workplace. She received a good upbringing and, despite her family's wealth, has none of the spoiled brat's temper. We'd been dating for over half a year, and it wasn't until I met her mother that I realized Xiaoying was also from a wealthy family.

As for me, my parents are quite traditional, and I hardly have any of their bad habits. After graduating, I worked hard and eventually became a department manager—not bad, but not great either. Fortunately, I don't have any major flaws and am quite filial to my parents. Xiaoying

and my mother-in-law initially favored me because of these qualities. I love Xiaoying; marrying such a wife is a man's blessing. Xiaoying will definitely become a traditional, virtuous wife and loving mother, except for one thing… Should I tell my parents? This is such a difficult question to answer; I don't know if they can accept it, after all, there's a whole generation gap.

I thought and thought, but I couldn't come up with a solution. Thus, a tense and strange atmosphere gradually took over my life. With my mother-in-law's shrewd personality, she couldn't possibly be unaware that there was a crisis between me and her beloved daughter. Our relationship was becoming increasingly delicate, and this contradictory and painful feeling tormented me. In just over ten days, I seemed like a completely different person…?

"Come home early for dinner tonight. Xiaoying will be back beforehand, is that alright?" My mother-in-law always spoke so efficiently, without a single superfluous word.

After hanging up the phone, I had a bad feeling. What's meant to happen will happen… I went for a massage and a haircut during my lunch break. My mother-in-law pays great attention to her appearance, although I couldn't guarantee I wouldn't lose control and say "break up" tonight… The word "break up" filled me with fear. Actually, I love Xiaoying very much… This afternoon, Xuemin probably hadn't seen me looking so refreshed in a long time. She saw me at the company entrance and came over to chat for a bit. Lately, Xuemin has been the only thing that helps me forget my troubles. She had a bouquet of lilies in her hand—were they for me? A clever girl.

Perhaps thinking that tonight I might finally be free, I chatted with her without restraint. At the end, we shook hands to say goodbye. For some reason, my hand lingered until Xuemin pulled away, then I suddenly realized my mistake, smiled sheepishly, and raised my hand to leave. "

...I'm across from your company..." My mother-in-law's voice came through the phone...that mysterious woman...did she just...suddenly suspect something?

"Auntie, what a coincidence..."

"It's not a coincidence. I was just buying some things and happened to come pick you up...There are some things we should talk about..." Like a thief, I got into my mother-in-law's car, cold sweat pouring down my back.

"It's so hot..." I hurriedly tried to cover it up. My mother-in-law glanced at me, saying nothing. We didn't exchange a word on the way. When I saw the door to the small garage in the basement of my mother-in-law's house, I couldn't help but secretly exhale.

The garage door slowly opened, and the car silently slid into the garage. We arrived, but my mother-in-law didn't get out. She pressed a remote control, and the garage door slowly closed. The two wall lamps flickered dimly. I didn't dare look at my mother-in-law's face. My hand touched the car door, unsure whether to get out or sit down, my breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and I was sweating profusely.

After a long silence, my mother-in-law spoke slowly in a completely emotionless tone: "Loyalty to one's girlfriend is also one of the essential qualities of a man, do you agree?" "

Agreed!" Although I hadn't done anything out of line, I still felt a chill run down my spine. I always held my noble mother-in-law in high esteem, and I didn't even have the courage to lie.

"Xiao Ying is my most precious treasure, and I don't want her to suffer any harm..."

"I know... actually, some things aren't as you imagine..."

"What did I imagine?"

"Perhaps... perhaps you've misunderstood some things, just now..."

"What did I misunderstand? For example?"

"I love Xiao Ying, you know that, it's just... sometimes..."

"It's just that Xiao Ying isn't the only one who can catch your eye?" Every word I uttered was interrupted by my mother-in-law's icy tone, even carrying a hint of malice. I know parents will do anything for their children, but a man's dignity cannot be trampled on.

I flung open the car door and stepped out, my back to my mother-in-law, speaking in the coldest tone I could muster: "Xiao Ying is an excellent girl, but unfortunately… she can't be considered a real woman…"

"What???" My mother-in-law quickly got out of the car, making no attempt to hide her astonishment. She'd never seen me speak to her like that before. "What did you do to her?" Her eyes were filled with venom.

I was now utterly disgusted with this woman, a surge of emotion rising within me: "I said she's not a real woman. A woman should know how to make her man happy…"

My mother-in-law's face contorted. Grace? Just a facade for others…

"Your daughter is no longer a virgin. Last month she completely left that era behind. Yes… I slept with her…" I grew increasingly agitated, shouting almost a roar. My mother-in -

law's expression was incredibly complex. Her beloved daughter was her pride and joy; she had given her all her love. Now, her daughter's boyfriend was publicly criticizing her for not being a real woman… Scenes of our lovemaking last month flashed before my eyes. Xiao Ying had her eyes closed, looking like the world was ending. After we finished, she immediately got up and wiped her genitals repeatedly with tissues, as if the fluid left there was the dirtiest thing in the world. Were we making love? No, I think "rape" would be more accurate. I painfully closed my eyes… "Your proud daughter is like a piece of wood in bed… I don't know if I'll ever have the sexual desire to sleep with her again…"

"How could this happen… how could this…" My mother-in-law murmured to herself, seemingly lost in thought. At that moment, I suddenly realized that Xiaoying's frigidity was inextricably linked to her mother-in-law .

Xiaoying had always been uncomfortable whenever the topic of sex came up, clearly indicating that her mother had instilled a great deal of feudalistic thinking in her from a young age, making her extremely averse to sex. Perhaps Xiaoying believed that a respectable woman shouldn't think about such things; sex was merely for procreation.

My mother-in-law was practically widowed at such a young age; there was no man in the house, and her long-term abstinence had inevitably led to some degree of perversion. The

more I thought about it, the angrier I became. Xiaoying was such a lovely girl, yet her mother had ruined her. I felt increasingly disgusted with this woman: "You know, when I have sex with your daughter, I don't even want to change positions. I'm not in the mood..." I was quite confident in my judgment because my mother-in-law's expression told me everything. After all, she lived in the 20th century; she couldn't possibly be unaware of current family problems, and she couldn't possibly be unaware of family breakdowns caused by sexual disharmony. Now

our roles are completely reversed. The woman who was so aggressive just moments ago seems to be more concerned with her own shortcomings in raising her daughter. A stronger sense of revenge rises within me, and based on my own deductions, I berate my mother-in-law for not being a proper mother and for raising her daughter like a saint.

My language becomes increasingly vulgar, culminating in a tirade that my mother-in-law, because she herself is sexually unsatisfied, has completely isolated her daughter from sexual knowledge… My usual composure has vanished. Perhaps it's been too repressed since sleeping with Xiaoying. My mother-in-law, unable to bear my filthy language any longer, turns pale with anger, pointing at me with trembling hands.

“You scoundrel, you beast…”

“Yes, I am a beast…” A more cruel plan of revenge surges into my mind. Although I know I can't entirely blame my mother-in-law, and although I still love Xiaoying, my right hand has already gripped her wrist. Perhaps, lately I really have become a pervert… There are sounds of struggle and cries for help in the garage. I don't want your life; I just want to humiliate you! I scoffed inwardly .

I twisted my mother-in-law's right wrist behind her back, and with my left hand, I pressed her head against the car hood, her body bent at a ninety-degree angle in front of the car. With my right hand, I firmly twisted her wrist and lifted her up, pinning her upper body to the hood, rendering her unable to straighten up. Her healthy, full legs kicked wildly on the ground. I loosened my tie and twisted her left hand behind her back as well, using my teeth to bind her hands.

Although my mother-in-law struggled desperately, it was all in vain. She cursed loudly, but couldn't even utter the most basic profanities. The garage was soundproof; no matter how much she cried for help, it was useless. Even so, I was extremely annoyed. I took out a handkerchief, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into my mother-in-law's mouth. After everything was settled, I pressed my mother-in-law's upper body down with my right hand, making her lean over the hood of the car. With my left hand, I lifted her skirt, reached for her underwear, and started pulling it down. As the underwear slipped off my mother-in-law's snow-white buttocks, I could clearly feel her body struggling. I quickly pulled the underwear off her legs and stuffed it into my pocket.

Her smooth, white thighs trembled before me. With my left hand, I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants and underwear. As my glans pressed against her vulva, I felt a pang of fear, but quickly, a surge of rage overwhelmed me. I rubbed my glans against my mother-in-law's vaginal opening, her tender cunt trembling nervously. She hadn't tasted a man's touch in a long time; perhaps she was truly unaccustomed to it. My

mother-in-law's buttocks stubbornly resisted, twisting and turning. Watching her helpless struggle, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction, which quickly transformed into desire. My penis, after several rubs against her vaginal opening, gradually turned purple and hardened… Although my mother-in-law had absolutely no desire for sex, the friction of my glans caused her vagina to become conditionedly wet and slippery. I used my knee to hold her thighs down, trying to prevent them from moving, while one hand remained on her, and the other hand gripped my glans, forcefully thrusting it into her tender cunt. "

Mmm...ooh..." As my penis pierced deep into her vagina, my mother-in-law trembled all over. A handkerchief gagged her mouth, and only sounds escaped from her throat. Tears of shame streamed down her face. I flipped up her skirt completely, exposing her snow-white buttocks and thighs. I thrust my penis in and out forcefully, each time fully penetrating.

My mother-in-law's helpless body was subjected to my assault. Although her vagina was still somewhat dry, it couldn't stop the invasion of my large penis. Her vagina never overflowed with copious amounts of vaginal fluid. She was a strong woman; at this moment, she felt only shame and pain, not pleasure.

My penis raced through her vagina like a Ferrari on a track, the glans constantly rubbing against the vaginal walls. Her body swayed rhythmically with my thrusts. After a storm of intense fucking, my mother-in-law almost completely stopped resisting. Her buttocks were still twisting, as if trying to escape my penis's ministrations, or perhaps welcoming my thrusts. I suspected it was a natural reaction that needed no guessing.

"Is my mother-in-law reacting?" Taking

advantage of her surrender, I pressed my advantage, reaching my hands to her chest to unbutton her shirt and push up her bra. Her round breasts seemed to break free of their restraints, and I grasped one breast in each hand, kneading her nipples. "

A woman's breasts are truly amazing; they can actually convey information about sexual pleasure. Her nipples are already hard..." I was somewhat surprised. Without foreplay, why such a strong reaction? It's no wonder she hasn't been fucked by a man in a long time.

Suddenly, I felt a pang of sympathy for my mother-in-law. I found that my desire for revenge was waning, replaced by a sense of enjoyment, the pure enjoyment of sex between a man and a woman. What was I doing?

I released my mother-in-law's breasts, straightened my body, and began thrusting vigorously while looking at her half-naked body from behind. My mother-in-law's legs... ah... how could this be? My mother-in-law's heels left the ground, she stood on tiptoe, her long, beautiful legs taut with muscles, exuding a healthy sexiness.

Several toes peeked out from the tips of her sandals, gripping the ground. Her toes were engorged with blood and turned pink. With each thrust of my penis, my mother-in-law shifted her weight between her left and right feet, allowing each foot to rest so her body could continue to accommodate my ministrations. More and more fluid was released, and my penis made a "plop...plop..." sound as it entered. I

glanced at my mother-in-law's expression. Her eyes were closed, and with each thrust, her brow furrowed and her hair tossed. This wasn't an expression of pain; she was clearly enjoying it.

My mother-in-law was indeed responding.

Although my movements remained rough, my tenderness grew stronger. I leaned forward, whispering in her ear, "Auntie, if you don't cry out, I'll untie your hands." My mother-in-law nodded with her eyes closed. I loosened her tie and pulled the handkerchief from her mouth. Once she could speak again, she immediately groaned. Her hands, bound for so long, were numb and limp, stretched out on the hood

of the car. Her back must be aching too. I suddenly felt a pang of guilt and pulled out my penis. I silently helped her up, turned her around, and lifted her up so she was facing me on the hood. She must have been exhausted from standing for so long. Her hands wrapped around my neck, and she rested her head weakly on my shoulder. Mmm! A delicate beauty… I parted her thighs and thrust my thick penis inside her again. I removed her shirt and unhooked her bra. My lower body continued thrusting forcefully, my tongue licking her nipples. She suppressed her moans, her thighs hooked around my waist, her body swaying back and forth with each thrust. My penis pounded violently inside her vagina, the glans almost hitting her cervix each time. The feeling of the foreskin scraping against the vaginal walls was incredibly stimulating.

Hundreds of thrusts left me exhausted. My tongue kissed her sweat-drenched neck, cheeks, and earlobes… My mother-in-law's breathing was erratic, and moans escaped her lips uncontrollably. To cover it up, she bit my shoulder. "Ah!" I cried out, and to relieve the pain, I thrust my penis into her vagina at an extremely high frequency. After dozens of thrusts, I could no longer hold back and tightly embraced her, about to ejaculate wildly. My

mother-in-law realized I couldn't hold back any longer and suddenly pushed my shoulders away as if startled, saying urgently, "No, don't… don't ejaculate inside…" I dared not act rashly, but I was completely powerless to control my ejaculation. I quickly pulled out, and as soon as the head of my penis left her vagina, I immediately ejaculated, spraying all of my semen onto my mother-in-law's lower abdomen. I weakly rested my head on my mother-in-law and closed my eyes. My mother-in-law lifted my head and put her tongue into my mouth, gently sucking on it. The feeling was intoxicating. I put my shirt on my mother -

in-law, adjusted her bra, and carefully wiped away the lubrication from her vulva with a handkerchief. Throughout, she silently let me do as I did, her head slightly tilted back, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Why was there such a difference between mother and daughter? If Xiaoying could be like this afterward… I lifted my mother-in-law off the hood of the car, extremely embarrassed and at a loss for what to do. After the lovemaking, everything returned to reality. My mother-in-law opened the car door and got inside to fix her underwear and hair; I couldn't bear to watch.

My heart was filled with unease. I could only be fairly certain that once she sobered up, she wouldn't yell at me like an uncultured woman, but I couldn't imagine what else might happen. The following moments felt like an eternity; it felt like centuries. Finally, my mother-in-law finished. "

Bang!" The door opened. I lowered my head, unsure what to do next. I was certain I had to say something, otherwise…

"Give me back my underwear…" My mother-in-law's voice was probably softer than a mosquito's buzz. Underwear? My underwear was still in my pocket. I turned around, and our eyes met; both of our faces immediately turned red. This was awful! How was I going to handle this awkward situation?

"Ah! The underwear is here, but it's dirty. I'll wash it and give it back to you later..." I really didn't want the air to become suffocating, so I tried a joke to ease the tension. My mother-in-law's face turned even redder, her neck wasn't spared either;

I wondered if the rest of her body would turn red too. Half a month later... I can't really say how that day went. Maybe Xiao Ying didn't come back for another hour or so, giving my mother-in-law and me enough time to adjust, or maybe my quick wit held up.

My mother-in-law acted as if nothing had happened, but she just wouldn't look me in the eye. Xiao Ying wasn't the kind of gossipy woman who liked to pry; she always did things that suited her status.

After that, I never dared to go to her house again. I continued to see Xiao Ying, and despite trying to get information out of her several times, I couldn't find anything my mother-in-law had said. Gradually, I deliberately tried to forget about it, and everything seemed to return to normal.

Half a month later, when I saw my mother-in-law again, many things became even more inexplicable.

Xiao Ying invited me to her home again, and this time I couldn't refuse, because she was going out of town for two months of further study… My mother-in-law wasn't home; perhaps she was avoiding it! When Xiao Ying and I were having dinner, she told me that my mother-in-law had gone out and wouldn't be back until that evening.

Her demeanor was so elegant; even a simple family meal was treated with such formality, as if attending a grand banquet. After a while, Xiao Ying apologized and told me that the hospital had called with an emergency and she needed to return immediately. She told me not to rush back and to stay home for a while, and to greet my mother-in-law when she returned.

Like mother, like daughter. I guess she suspects I haven't been communicating well with my mother-in-law lately because I've been making excuses to avoid visiting her. What an understanding girl. I immediately got up to leave, but a strange thought suddenly occurred to me the moment I left the sofa. I quickly agreed, and as soon as I saw Xiaoying off, I rushed into my mother-in-law's room to check everything.

Although I thought the matter was over, subconsciously I still knew I was deceiving myself. Even if my mother-in-law hinted to me or her daughter advised us to stop seeing each other, I felt it would be a relief. But the problem is, my mother-in-law is acting like nothing happened, which makes me uneasy. I wanted to see what was in her room that might give me some clues.

A diary is a double-edged sword; it can express your joys and sorrows, but it can also expose your secrets. My mother-in-law was certain I would never go into someone's room without permission, and she would never expect me to be alone in her room. So… many of the answers I wanted to know finally came to light… Strictly speaking, this wasn't a diary, just a piece of paper. It only recorded things after we made love. The format was quite messy, with no connection between the entries. It was clear they were written at different times, whatever came to mind, but they could be pieced together. Two things are worth noting:

1. After my frivolous violation, she thought about it for a long time but still decided to forgive me because she kept seeing my helpless expression afterward. Based on this, she believed I wasn't a truly evil person, just someone who had a momentary lapse of judgment. Besides, thinking about it carefully, the insults I said to her did have some merit;

2. She never knew it was possible to have sex from behind while standing, let alone that that position would arouse her.

(It turns out my mother-in-law had never even tried such a common position.) Before, her husband always finished with her like a laborer, using monotonous and tedious movements, never wiping her or licking her breasts, only rubbing and biting them, which hurt her. ( Hmm

, she definitely never tried oral sex.) Later, she became increasingly uninterested in sex, merely fulfilling her duties as a wife.

(My deduction is correct; Xiaoying's frigidity is indeed related to her early education.) What follows is somewhat shocking, revealing the sordid side of humanity... After extensive investigation, she concluded that I was someone who, after marriage, would only strive to create a better material life for my wife and children. She believed I would treat my wife well, and even more so, she believed that after Xiaoying inherited the family fortune, even if I couldn't achieve greater success, I would certainly not squander it all. (

Actually, Xiaoying is quite rare in my eyes, except for her frigidity. Seeing this made me feel very guilty, but unfortunately...) She planned to do everything she could to push for our marriage, and then use my past sexual assault as leverage to blackmail me. She said that once I had a son, he would take my mother's surname and be recognized as a member of her family to continue their lineage, so that the family property wouldn't fall into my in-laws' hands. She believed I was a person who cared about face and wouldn't dare to disobey, and so on...

When I saw this, I couldn't help but feel inexplicably angry. Although my parents are quite traditional, I myself have a very indifferent attitude towards the matter of continuing the family line. If she had discussed it with me directly, I might have been able to persuade my parents to fulfill her wish. But she actually planned to use this kind of thing to blackmail me into becoming a breeding machine. Damn it, am I a stud? I think anyone would be extremely disgusted by being manipulated for life by someone holding their weakness in their hands, right?

I suppressed my disgust and watched it again. Most of the other parts were basically recording my conflicting feelings that day. On one hand, I felt very ashamed, and on the other hand, I felt a lot of pleasure. There was one sentence that I read and read again and it made me realize something.

"If I had a choice, I'd rather have been fucked by him again that day..." I hurriedly left my mother-in-law's house before she even got home. That old-fashioned woman, thinking everyone takes carrying on the family line so seriously, what a joke! Threatening? I can do that too, and I'm definitely no less capable than you, I cursed fiercely. Xiao

Ying walked into the airport security checkpoint, and my mother-in-law and I waved goodbye to her.

On the way to the parking lot, I rushed up to my mother-in-law: "Future mother-in-law, we've met again... We're alone in the parking lot again. Do you want your underwear back? Hmm... There's still some of your secretions on it. Sorry, I've been busy lately and haven't had time to wash it. Maybe Xiao Ying can wash it for me when she gets back..." After saying that, I didn't even look at her and went straight to my car, started the engine, and drove out of the parking lot without stopping. I vaguely saw my mother-in-law standing there in the rearview mirror, had she forgotten that I had her underwear?

Damn! A sense of pleasure rose in my heart again. That evening ,

I called my mother-in-law, making small talk and asking how she was doing, as if I hadn't said anything at all that afternoon. My mother-in-law, true to her noble lineage, subtly and carefully tried to figure out my next move.

This game continued daily. Sometimes I'd use lewd language to evoke her memory of that day, vividly describing her enjoyment, while other times I'd become a completely different person, offering polite greetings.

As time went on, my wicked plan became increasingly successful. I often called her late at night, expressing my regret—regret for not using certain positions to have sex with her in the parking garage, etc. There were so many positions she didn't know, and I'd describe them one by one, my language becoming increasingly unrestrained. My mother-in-law had become accustomed to my harassing calls; I suspected it wasn't just a habit, but rather a love for this form of fantasy.

A few days when I wasn't feeling well and didn't call, my mother-in-law would call, pretending to ask when I was returning my underwear, but actually wanting to hear my provocative remarks. I could hear the masked moans coming from the other end of the phone, and even imagine my mother-in-law fiddling with her genitals. After a long period of abstinence, once she tasted the different pleasures of a man, she had completely transformed into a seemingly noble but inwardly desperate woman.

"Not only are there many positions, but many parts of your body will give you pleasure… oral sex can maximize the stimulation of the genital nerves, and intercourse can provide a different kind of pleasure… don't think only men ejaculate, women can also orgasm. Want to try it with my penis?…" I continued to bombard her with the pleasures of sex, and one time, the moans coming from my mother-in-law on the phone made my penis stand erect. It turned out, I also wanted to taste my mother-in-law's beautiful body again!

After that, I deliberately stopped calling and waited patiently. After four days, my mother-in-law finally called me.

"Hello! Is this Auntie? Why aren't you saying anything? Are you feeling unwell? Should you see a doctor?" I didn't say anything provocative, just to see what she would do. "

...Um...please give me back my...panties, please..."

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I don't remember taking your panties."

"You...please, just give them back...I'll do whatever you want..."

"Oh! Is that so? Okay then, please wait for me tomorrow without wearing panties. Think about it, and let me know if you're willing..." " Do

n't hang up...I'm willing, I'm willing..." Finally, she showed her true colors. I chuckled inwardly.

The next day, I arrived on time. My mother-in-law opened the door, wearing a low-cut, backless top and a very short skirt that barely covered her vulva. Two-thirds of her body was exposed. She wore light makeup, and although her clothes were sexy, they had a unique charm. I had never seen my mother-in-law dressed so revealingly before .

My eyes scanned her from head to toe dozens of times before I walked straight to the sofa and sat down without saying a word. She sat down beside me with her head down, the scent of her perfume wafting over. After a long silence, she finally broke it…

“My…thing…did you bring it?”

“Yes, I brought it! But…I wonder if you’ve kept your promise? Is it completely bare down there?” I looked at my mother-in-law cruelly, determined to utterly destroy the dignity of this beautiful, mature woman.

Her chest heaved, as if she sensed that I was about to satisfy her long-held desires, but a sliver of shame still resisted her body’s surrender. Her beautiful breasts heaved more and more dramatically, her breathing quickening; she seemed to be engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

Ultimately, desire prevailed. My mother-in-law tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and leaned against the sofa back, slowly lifting her already incredibly short skirt.

Ah! My beautiful mother-in-law really wasn't wearing underwear. Below her abdomen was a triangular patch of dark pubic hair, with a thin stream running through it. Her anus was twitching with tension. It seemed my mother-in-law was truly craving sex. With

her eyes closed, my mother-in-law was clearly fully prepared for my violation of her body. I watched her expression, the pleasure of revenge growing stronger with each passing moment. After a while, seeing no movement from me, my mother-in-law opened her beautiful eyes…

"Shall I help you put your underwear back on?"

My mother-in-law obediently lay back on the sofa. I gently removed her leather sandals, caressing her snow-white feet with my hands, bringing my nose close to inhale the unique fragrance of a mature woman, and sucking on each toe in turn. My mother-in-law had an anklet wrapped around her ankle, which accentuated her exquisite feet. My tongue greedily licked her small feet, the tender soles turning slightly red under my licking.

After playing with my mother-in-law's slender feet to my heart's content, I grabbed her ankles and lifted them forcefully. My mother-in-law's long, jade-like legs pointed to the sky, forming a ninety-degree angle with her upper body. My mother-in-law was usually very conscious of her posture, always keeping her knees tightly closed when sitting, but now I had put her in this lewd position, and I could no longer hold back my tears of humiliation.

I hoisted my mother-in-law's beautiful legs onto my shoulders, took out my underwear, and slowly put it on her jade-like feet. My mother-in-law's toes straightened, and her soles were wrinkled from bending. I couldn't resist picking up her soles and bringing them to my mouth to lick them. My mother-in-law's slender jade feet were repeatedly coated with my saliva. Then I slowly pulled the underwear towards her buttocks, my tongue licking down her soles and ankles. My hands weren't idle either, repeatedly caressing her inner thighs .

When I got close to her vulva, I could clearly feel the wetness, and the opening was wide open, desperately craving my entry. It took me over 20 minutes to put her underwear on; I had thoroughly explored her lower body…

"Your underwear is on now. It's getting late, I should go back…" I said, making it seem like I was about to leave immediately. My mother-in-law's last shred of dignity completely crumbled. She crawled over and grabbed my clothes, her expression more painful than tears. Was this the mother-in-law I always respected? She

was clearly a shameless slut. Women whose sexual desires are unfulfilled are truly terrifying… I knew that extremes lead to their opposites, and I didn't want to go against my mother-in-law's wishes any longer. I stroked her hair, helped her sit up on the sofa next to me, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my penis in front of her. I took her slender hand and held it, a warm feeling spreading throughout my body. Before I could even give the order ,

my mother-in-law had already begun to manipulate it with her slender fingers. Almost every married woman knows how to use a glove for masturbation, and my mother-in-law's basic technique was absolutely first-rate. After a while, she grasped my penis with four fingers while her thumb deftly circled the glans. Soon, my penis became erect

and the veins bulged. I enjoyed the skill of my mother-in-law's fingers. Her warm fingers sometimes circled, sometimes gently manipulated. My mother-in-law always kept her head turned away from my penis, but I could clearly feel it swelling under her caresses. My hands never stopped caressing my mother-in-law's vulva, sometimes touching and probing with my middle finger, sometimes with my index finger, sometimes mimicking the thrusting of a penis. Soon, my mother-in-law's vaginal fluid covered my fingers.

I pulled my fingers out and put them in my mouth, deliberately sucking on them with relish and making sounds. My mother-in-law's face turned red to her neck, and she dared not turn her head away. She bit her lower lip tightly. I chuckled inwardly, grabbed her long hair, and forcefully pressed her head between my legs, the head of my penis touching the tip of her nose.

"Open your mouth, quick!" I commanded. My mother-in-law knew this was called oral sex from the phone call. She turned her head slightly, reluctantly, but eventually opened her mouth. Without saying a word, I pressed her head down and thrust my penis in. My penis was very thick, completely stretching her mouth open.

"Lick gently, like you were stroking with your thumb earlier, lick my glans with your tongue... yes... um... circle... like that, take the shaft in deeper... um, it feels good, I'll lick you very well later!" I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and while enjoying myself, I instructed my mother-in-law on how to perform oral sex. Hearing that I could also perform oral sex on her, my mother-in-law's spirits faltered, and she swallowed even more vigorously, taking my unspecified scrotum into her mouth. My penis was covered in saliva, and my glans secreted some fluid. When she tried to spit out the fluid, I grabbed her hair and shouted, "Don't spit it out, swallow it..." She actually swallowed the fluid overflowing from her future son-in-law's penis. After swallowing the fluid, tears of shame streamed down her face.

I kissed her cheek and smiled with satisfaction.

"Mother-in-law, now I'll let you experience the wonders of oral sex..." I got up, carried her in my arms, and walked into her bedroom, laying her down on the bed. "

Take off your clothes... Oh, and... Lie on the bed and spread your legs... Very good..." Her mature and alluring body was laid bare before me. My mother-in-law was truly a beauty; her pointed chin perfectly complemented her thin lips, making her incredibly sexy. Her eyebrows were meticulously groomed, and her eyes, though not large, were captivatingly bright and watery. The corners of her eyes and mouth were almost wrinkle-free due to excellent care, and her slender neck rested on her prominent collarbones.

I swallowed hard; I never dreamed I'd be able to admire my noble mother-in-law's naked body. My gaze greedily continued to sweep over her. Her breasts were firm, with pale areolas, clearly untouched by men. Her waist had very little fat, and her flat stomach rose and fell slightly with her breath. Even in her forties, her buttocks remained round and firm, showing no signs of sagging. I placed my palm on her inner thigh; the skin was exceptionally smooth, like solidified cream, with faintly visible capillaries.

Such beautiful legs! They were clearly well-maintained. Her calves felt strong and showed no fat, a result of exercise. Her feet were soft and boneless, the soles showing no calluses, all meticulously cared for. Her manicured nails were smooth and polished, coated with a layer of clear nail polish. Not a single hair could be seen on her beautiful legs from beginning to end. Looking at her alluring body ,

my penis was already protesting, protesting why I hadn't started fucking her yet... I threw off all my clothes, straddled my mother-in-law, and began licking her from her rounded breasts, then her flat stomach, thighs, calves... I licked her entire body. I pressed my nose against her clitoris, my lips between her soft labia, my tongue licking back and forth. Her juices flowed freely.

Then I extended my tongue and probed into her vaginal opening, moving it around inside. Soon, my mother-in-law's moans grew louder, her buttocks thrusting upwards, as if hoping my tongue would go in deeper. At the same time, she squeezed her breasts with both hands, her nipples hardening and her breasts turning red and white from being pinched. Before long, my mother-in-law's cunt was a vast ocean of fluid. "

Do you want me?"

"Yes! Yes..."

"How much?" "I really want

... I want..."

"Is oral sex comfortable?"

"Yes... comfortable... more comfortable than I imagined... oh... I can't take it anymore..."

"Do it yourself!"

My usually dignified mother-in-law was now just a wanton woman desperate for satisfaction, her eyes filled with lust. I figured she wouldn't refuse anything I asked. I rolled her down onto her back, facing the ceiling. "Sit on top of me, and put your cock into my cunt yourself..." My mother-in-law impatiently straddled my waist, her slender fingers pinching my cock as she slowly inserted it into her vagina. I thrust my hips forward, "whoosh," pushing my cock deep inside. " Aww

..." My mother-in-law let out a wanton cry, her body heaving like a she-wolf in heat, each thrust penetrating deep into her body. I cupped her face, admiring her lewd expression for a while, then placed my hands on her ample breasts, kneading them. Her moans rose and fell in waves.

Her hair swayed wildly with her body, pleasure permeating every corner of her being; the pent-up desire for so long was too much to bear.

Several times, her excessive force caused my testicles to ache, forcing me to frequently hold her waist to control the range of her thrusts. Even so, each time my mother-in-law reached the bottom, she would rub her lower abdomen hard, seemingly trying to push my penis in as deeply as possible.

I couldn't let my mother-in-law control the rhythm of our lovemaking any longer, so I propped myself up, embraced her, and fell to the side. With my penis still inside her vagina, I rolled over and climbed onto her body, thrusting hard dozens of times. I hoisted her fair thighs onto my shoulders and pushed them forward against my lower abdomen, exposing her vulva. Her plump labia were turned outwards, revealing her peach blossom cave, and I could even see the soft vaginal walls.

This position allowed for the deepest penetration, and I thrust in and out with all my might, my hips slamming against her again and again. Each time, the glans would strike her clitoris. When I felt the urge to ejaculate, I would thrust my penis deep inside, then sway my hips, making my penis rock against the vaginal walls. As soon as the urge to ejaculate subsided, I would thrust again.

After several rounds of intense pleasure, my mother-in-law fainted briefly several times. Her whole body swayed, her large breasts trembled, and the beautiful mother-in-law beneath me was like a wild lily swaying in a storm. I thrust in and out hundreds of times with different speeds, frequencies, and depths. Finally, my mother-in-law's mature and sexy body could not withstand my onslaught and she finally surrendered and climaxed... "Hold onto my neck, quick..." I didn't give her a chance to catch her breath. I knelt down, grabbed her slender waist, and lifted her off the sheets. Her long legs were still on my shoulders. I lifted my mother-in-law up and down in the air, feeling as if her entire weight was supported by my penis. My mother-in-law, her hair disheveled, was being tormented by me to the point of near death. My penis rubbed against her vaginal walls hundreds of times under my vigorous thrusting, and her vaginal fluids flowed in streams down her buttocks, the old fluids just drying before new ones washed down.

My mother-in-law's moans drowned out the sound of my penis pounding against her delicate body. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth wide open, she was being ravaged to the point of madness. I thrust hard into her vagina for a long time until I felt I could no longer support her weight, then I lowered her body. I had her lie on her side on the bed, and I lay on my side behind her, lifting one of her beautiful legs and thrusting my penis all the way to the root once more. Lying on my

side during sex doesn't take much effort, and soon both my mother-in-law and I regained some strength. Her desire was reignited; she moaned incoherently, her breath coming in gasps, groans, and whimpers alternating, pleasure shooting from my glans to my brain…

"Is it good?"

"…Good…ah…I'm going to die…don't stop…"

"Mmm! I'll fuck you to death, tear off your noble veil, and restore your wanton flower valley…" Seeing my once beautiful and noble mother-in-law so wanton from my fucking, I felt a surge of triumph. Remembering her past attempts to blackmail me, I angrily thrust and ravaged her body. When I felt my urge to ejaculate weaken, I changed positions. When changing positions ,

I would pull my penis out to relieve the throbbing nerve endings in my glans. Sometimes I would lift my mother-in-law and lean her against the wall, her beautiful legs wrapped around my waist as I thrust wildly. Other times, I would drag a chair over and spread one of her legs open from the side, standing and holding her plump, round buttocks, thrusting upwards. My mother-in-law was so overwhelmed by my various positions that she didn't even have the strength to cry out, only moaning intermittently

. She probably never imagined there could be so many variations of sex. The flush on my mother-in-law's cheeks never faded, and she would tremble with excitement every time I changed positions, her body soaked in sweat. I used my favorite position, making my mother-in-law kneel on the bed like a bitch, her buttocks raised as I fucked her. Watching her shapely body sway under my powerful thrusts, I put my fingers in her mouth and made her suck on them. She sucked greedily, and I groaned as I thrust my penis all the way to her cervix each time.

After another long thrust, my mother-in-law reached another climax. Her buttocks trembled, her vagina tightened around my penis, and her vaginal fluids made my glans throb. "She's already come three times," I silently thought. My

mother-in-law could no longer support herself with her hands, and her upper body slumped forward. Her legs were still kneeling on the bed, and her buttocks were still high in the air. My penis remained inside her vagina. My mother-in-law could no longer withstand the thrusting. Every time I moved, she turned her head and pleaded in a pitiful voice, "I can't take it anymore, I really can't. Let me rest for a while, just a little while..." I gripped my mother-in-law's beautiful buttocks and waist with both hands and thrust hard, the coronal tissue of my glans scraping against the intestinal wall again and again. My mother-in-law turned around and placed her palms on my abdomen, stopping me from thrusting too hard.

The increasingly forceful thrusts thrilled me. Amidst my mother-in-law's wailing moans, I gritted my teeth and thrust a hundred more times, finally losing control. I plunged my penis deep inside, released my pent-up semen, and ejaculated forcefully into my mother-in-law's cunt. "

Ah...ah...so good, Mother-in-law, you're so great, oh...I came..." I cried out in satisfaction. My mother-in-law, seeing that I had also achieved great satisfaction, turned her head and stared at me blankly, her expression a complex mix of pride, shyness, and innocence.

That night on my mother-in-law's bed, I pushed her body down and fucked her several times. A woman finally experienced the belated baptism of sex. My mother-in-law seemed to have become a few years younger. We talked a lot, and some of the things we said struck me as particularly interesting and worth recording. "

There's something I want you to say to me personally."

"Go ahead, what is it?"

"After what happened in the parking garage, I decided to forgive you. Why won't you let me go a month later?"

"It's simple, I secretly read your diary..." "

...Oh, I see. Then promise me one thing: forget that entry! The plans in the diary will never happen again, never..." "

Actually, I'm not afraid of your thoughts, I just don't want to be manipulated for the rest of my life, do you understand?"

"...Sigh...Whether you understand or not is no longer important... 'Green are your robes, deep is my longing, for you I have pondered until now...' Now my soul and body are completely controlled by you..."

For the next few days, my mother-in-law's bedroom was filled with satisfied moans and my heavy breathing every night. Two months later ,

Xiaoying returned from her studies, and my mother-in-law was pregnant… I don't know what unpredictable things might happen in the future, nor do I want to know, because from then on, the knot between Xiaoying and her mother will never be untied.

The world is always full of unknown variables; life is like a play, and a play is like life, except you never know the script.

And the director… who is the director? Perhaps… God…

At my insistence, my mother-in-law gave birth to my daughter, whom I named Xiaoying. Although Xiaoying had some doubts, under my mother-in-law's strong cover-up, she accepted the child who was much younger than her. (

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