Mother-in-law, I'm going to fuck you!

I arrived at the poolside wearing beach shorts and shirtless.
There were no outsiders at home; my mother-in-law was sunbathing on a lounge chair, wearing a two-piece swimsuit.
From my angle, her snow-white back, her bulging buttocks tightly encased in black swim trunks, and her long, slender legs were perfectly displayed before me.
I was inwardly amazed. Judging from her back alone, I would never guess she was a mother-in-law.
I quietly approached her, my gaze involuntarily sliding from her bare, white back to her pert buttocks.
My mother-in-law's legs were naturally parted, her full, plump buttocks bulging from the sides of her black swim trunks, the stark contrast of black and white striking my eyes.
The slit in the middle of her swim trunks continued down to the top of her thighs, where a mysterious black triangle could be vaguely seen, revealing two slightly bulging mounds—my mother-in-law's private parts!
But I couldn't admire it any longer. My mother-in-law had already noticed my arrival and looked up at me, saying, "Boqi, why are you only coming down now? Where's Wenwen?"
My gaze drifted over the two high, firm mounds of flesh on my mother-in-law's chest. The two breasts, mostly exposed, created a deep cleavage, white and dazzling.
As I sat down next to my mother-in-law, I explained, "Oh, Wenwen's company suddenly called, saying there was an urgent case that needed her to come over immediately.
You know, Mother-in-law, whenever it comes to work, Wenwen is always so impulsive. So as soon as she got the call, she packed her bags and rushed over. And this time she might be gone for four or five days."
I should be calling her "Mom" like Wenwen, but somehow I ended up calling her "Mother-in-law," a somewhat awkward title I can't seem to shake off.
However, my mother-in-law didn't seem to care much about how I addressed her, so I didn't bother to correct her. Wenwen had mentioned it to me several times, but it's just a form of address, and since my mother-in-law didn't mind, Wenwen eventually just let me call her that.
The important thing is that I'm very respectful to my mother-in-law—from the first time I met her, I've tried my best to please her, which is probably why she doesn't care how I address her.
Wenwen, of course, wouldn't know the real reason, but my attitude towards her mother has made her quite satisfied.
Now, with my long-term deliberate flattery, my mother-in-law favors me in almost everything, which has made Wenwen a little jealous and dissatisfied.
"Sigh, it's not easy to have a chance for the whole family to get together, and Wenwen has run off again," my mother-in-law said regretfully.
I don't have a father-in-law; I only heard from Wenwen that her parents separated a long time ago, but I don't know the specific reasons.
My mother-in-law has been living alone all these years, and thinking about this, my heart warmed.
"Next time, I'll definitely have Wenwen keep you company," I casually promised my mother-in-law. "But I'm here with you now, aren't I? Mother-in-law, let me help you apply sunscreen!"
Partly, I wanted to distract her, and partly, her smooth, white back was incredibly exciting. Besides, such a good opportunity shouldn't be wasted. At this moment, the preparation I'd done for my mother-in-law came in handy. Based on her close and positive impression of me, she only hesitated slightly before agreeing.
I picked up the sunscreen from the small table and sat down next to her.
Looking at her up close made her even more alluring, and thinking about what was about to happen or might happen, my hands trembled slightly—not out of fear, but out of excitement!
I deftly poured the sunscreen onto my mother-in-law's smooth shoulders and began to apply it.
Because I often did this for Wenwen, my technique was quite skilled, and I knew which areas to apply it to, how to massage it, and how much pressure to use to make her feel comfortable—all of this had been proven on Wenwen.
I gently massaged my mother-in-law's smooth shoulders with both hands. The fair, smooth skin, lubricated by the sunscreen, felt amazing.
"Hmm, Boqi, your technique is quite good," my mother-in-law praised my skills, letting out a comfortable sound.
Sure enough, Wenwen's sensitive spots were inherited from my mother-in-law.
I was secretly pleased, but my words were quick: "Mother-in-law, your skin is truly amazing, even better maintained than Wenwen's.
Last time at the Guoshang department store, when Wenwen was helping you pick out clothes, I ran into a friend outside who asked me, 'How come you suddenly have a sister-in-law?' I explained, but he didn't believe me, insisting that you were Wenwen's older sister." " You're such a smooth talker
.
You're so shameless, always saying things to flatter people. I'm so old, how can I look like Wenwen's older sister?" My mother-in-law laughed and scolded me, though her words were meant to scold me, her tone was full of joy.
No woman is immune to sweet words.
I feigned anxiety and quickly retorted, "I didn't lie at all. If you don't believe me, let's go out now. People won't say you're my sister; they'll say you're my wife."
"You're getting more and more outrageous," my mother-in-law said, feigning anger.
"It's my fault, but everything I said is true!" I said, feigning a slightly aggrieved tone, secretly pleased. I had deliberately added the word "wife" to my words just to test and tease her. Judging from my mother-in-law's reaction, she didn't really care about what I said; instead, she accepted my flattery.
But what I said wasn't an exaggeration. My hands continued to stroke and press on my mother-in-law's smooth back. She was extremely well-maintained, with delicate features, smooth skin, and a full, hot figure. She looked like a woman in her late twenties, and no one would guess she was a forty-year-old mother-in-law.
"Alright, I believe you then." My mother-in-law paused, then asked hesitantly, "Don't you really think I'm old?"
I exclaimed in surprise, "Old? Good heavens, you know what? Your skin is just like Wenwen's! No, even smoother!"
"You're such a sweet talker," my mother-in-law said with a smile.
Immersed in my compliments, my mother-in-law didn't notice the last word, which could only be used by lovers flirting.
"Mother-in-law, you've been alone for so many years, and now Wenwen is married, have you ever thought about..." I asked tentatively.
My mother-in-law turned to look at me, then suddenly sighed, "You... I've been alone for so many years, I'm used to it.
Besides..."
"Besides what?"
"Besides, who would want an old woman like me!"
There was a hint of resentment in my mother-in-law's tone. I didn't mind, and responded to her with actions.
My hands slid directly from her shoulders to her back.
Because my mother-in-law was only wearing a black, halter-neck top without a bra, and only a black knot at the back, I untied it almost as soon as my hand touched it.
As the two straps slid down, my mother-in-law's entire back was completely exposed before me, and my hands were still caressing it, the delicate, smooth touch washing over me.
My long-held desire had been partially fulfilled, and my throat suddenly felt dry.
"Hey, Boqi, what are you doing..." My mother-in-law only let out a surprised sound, her voice immediately fading as my hands began to roam freely up and down her entire back.
"It's better to apply it now that it's untied! Hmm, with a figure as young as yours, any man would rush at you like an Alaskan brown bear in heat!" I sincerely praised.
My mother-in-law couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Always talking nonsense! An Alaskan brown bear? What do you take me for?" My mother-in-law didn't stop my hands from continuing their blatant roaming on her back, seemingly acquiescing.
My mother-in-law had an excellent figure, with a pair of 36D breasts (easily noticeable to those who are interested), and due to long-term exercise and yoga, they hadn't sagged; instead, they were even firmer, like a young girl's.
Now, because the knot on her back had been untied, her black bra had fallen onto the recliner, no longer able to conceal her ample breasts, and the large mounds of snow-white flesh that had been compressed on either side of her chest due to her prone position were exposed before my eyes.
All the blood in my body rushed to two places—my head and my penis. I stared intently at that mound of snow-white flesh, trying to calm myself down, repeatedly telling myself not to be impatient.
I took a few deep breaths, focusing my attention on my hands, occasionally massaging them with a little pressure, using all my skills to try and satisfy my mother-in-law, so that things could continue as I hoped.
This was also a perfect opportunity for me to fully caress my mother-in-law's smooth skin, which could also increase our intimacy.
Suddenly, my mother-in-law turned around and asked me, protecting her breasts, "Are you going to rush up?" After saying that, she seemed to realize something, her cheeks flushed red, and she hurriedly turned her head away.
I chuckled, not expecting my mother-in-law to use words to tease me. Replaying my mother-in-law's mature charm in my mind, I pressed my hands against her skin and vigorously caressed it from top to bottom, answering my mother-in-law's question.
"Mmm..." My mother-in-law let out a soft nasal sound, her hair buried in her hands, her ears turning red.
I worked even harder on her, and the skills I'd honed with Wenwen finally didn't disappoint. My mother-in-law began to let out suppressed moans, extremely faint, but clear enough to be heard clearly when I listened carefully.
Time to move on to the next step! I slowly expanded the range of motion of my hands towards my mother-in-law's back and chest, trying to make the whole process appear natural.
My thumbs pressed against her waist, the webs of my hands clasped together, my palms cupping her abdomen, my fingers reaching forward as far as possible, then gently pulling my palms together, slowly moving upwards.
My mother-in-law's breathing became noticeably heavier, because she could clearly feel that if this position continued, my fingers would definitely touch her breasts.
The sensation from my fingers told me that my mother-in-law was hesitating, wondering whether to stop me. She knew this wasn't good, but her body couldn't resist this feeling—how many years had it been since she'd experienced this?
Just as my mother-in-law hesitated, my fingers had already slid onto the two mounds of snow-white, smooth breasts on either side of her body!
Human fingers are truly wondrous; through the delicate touch, I perfectly recreated those two mounds of white, smooth breasts in my mind.
The tender, elastic flesh seemed as if it might melt at my fingertips, seeping into my skin.
"Boqi…" my mother-in-law let out a soft, trembling gasp.
Before she could react, my hands, with a surprising rebound, left those two mounds of pink flesh and returned to her back.
Although it was only the outermost part of her breasts, and although my fingers only brushed against them briefly, the sensation it brought to both of us was incredibly stimulating and exciting.
Judging from her slow reaction, she hadn't been touched by a man in a long time; her trembling voice told me how much stimulation my fingers were giving her.
As it stands, it's not entirely overstepping boundaries, yet it slightly satisfies the emptiness in my heart. And I, as her son-in-law, am quite satisfactory, managing to maintain a proper balance. So my mother-in-law fell silent, tacitly agreeing to let me, her son-in-law, freely apply sunscreen to her bare back.
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief; once this hurdle was overcome, she wouldn't have a chance to refuse anymore.
My mother-in-law was completely unaware that if a person's desires aren't suppressed at the beginning, they can never be controlled again.
Especially long-suppressed desires; once they're exposed, they'll grow wildly in your heart like weeds in spring. In this process, you'll constantly find reasons and excuses to indulge your inner wildness until you're ultimately consumed by the rampant desire.

My hands slid from my mother-in-law's back to her waist, my palms moving upwards along her sides as before, then again brushing against her two breasts that were bulging outwards.
The slippery sensation once again clearly entered my brain through my fingers.
Gradually, my hands moved further forward, eventually stroking my mother-in-law's abdomen.
With each stroke, I gently massaged her navel with the pad of my middle finger, causing her body to tremble slightly.
This was more like a lover's caress than a son-in-law applying sunscreen to his mother-in-law.
My mother-in-law could no longer control her desires, lying there enjoying my caresses while panting softly.
Now, she was practically naked from the waist up, only her breasts were partially exposed due to her prone position.
My hands roamed freely over her chest and abdomen; although I hadn't yet touched her breasts fully, I was one step closer to my goal.
While she breathed heavily as I freely caressed her chest and abdomen, it didn't mean she had completely let go of her inhibitions and was ready to open her legs for me to enter. After all, more than ten years of constraints and traditional moral values weren't something that could be easily discarded.
I had to take off her clothes one by one. What I needed to do now was to arouse her desire as much as possible, to ignite the passion that had been suppressed for over a decade. My mother-in-law was in the prime of her life!
I clenched my hands, feeling the amazing elasticity of her soft, pink flesh in my palms, even if it was only the lower part of her breasts.
My mother-in-law let out a short moan from her nose: "Mmm, Boqi, don't—"
Hearing my mother-in-law's moan, although I was extremely reluctant to part with the beautiful flesh in my hands, I immediately released my hands. Now was not the time to enjoy myself.
I knew that letting go so readily would only make my mother-in-law unhappy.
Women like to say no during intimacy, but if you really say "no," they will definitely be angry with you, even if they don't say it.
Sure enough, my mother-in-law immediately responded to my "quick" action—she lowered her hips and pressed my hands under her chest and abdomen.
Ever since I began caressing my mother-in-law's chest and abdomen, she had slightly raised her hips, merely pressing down on her breasts to keep her chest and abdomen suspended so my hands could move freely. Now that she had lowered her hips and pressed down on my hands, it was clear she was unhappy.
I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. If my mother-in-law hadn't reacted at all, then it would have been truly over; all I had to do now was appease her displeasure.
I smiled and slowly moved my hands to the center of my mother-in-law's abdomen. The pad of my left middle finger touched her navel, gently pressing and kneading, while my right hand moved below her navel, gently circling with my fingertip.
My mother-in-law's breathing immediately quickened, and her whole body trembled slightly. I could even see the tiny goosebumps on her smooth, white back.
Naturally, her buttocks lifted again, and my hands regained their range of motion.
While gently feeling her soft abdomen with my fingers, I intensified my caresses and teasing.
My left fingertips lightly traced the skin of her abdomen upwards, stopping only at the lower edge of her breasts.
At this moment, I clearly heard my mother-in-law let out a sigh of relief, but my next action made her inhale again.
My fingertips began to lightly trace along the lower edge of her breasts, like a painter sketching.
From her right breast to her left, and then from her left to her right, while my right hand slowly and clearly drew circles along the upper edge of her swim trunks on her abdomen.
My right hand was already quite low; if I made the circles any larger, I might touch my mother-in-law's pubic hair! Thinking of this, my penis inside my shorts involuntarily throbbed.
Under my relentless assault, my mother-in-law's pent-up desires, suppressed for over a decade
, slowly awakened. The overwhelming, uncontrollable lust caused her to give up after a brief struggle, her previously tense abdomen relaxing as she contentedly enjoyed my caresses. Soon, I noticed her breasts, which she had been protecting, were gradually rising. My left hand tentatively explored upwards, and sure enough, my mother-in-law had revealed her firm, 36D breasts to me! However, I didn't follow her lead and reach for those breasts I had long coveted. Instead, I lightly traced the incredibly elastic mounds with my fingertips.
A seductive moan escaped her throat.
My blood seemed to ignite instantly at that alluring moan, and I almost couldn't resist pressing myself against her. I
took a deep breath, calming my agitation.
I don't prefer straightforward sex; I much rather enjoy the control and teasing of my partner.
This teasing process fascinated me even more, especially since the object of my teasing was my mother-in-law. I didn't want it to end too quickly, and I also wanted to ensure she didn't take the initiative; the entire process had to be under my control, for future considerations.
Before she could make any further moves, I leaned down to her ear, took her earlobe into my mouth, and gently bit it with my teeth, sucking and licking it tenderly with my tongue.
"Mmm...mmm..." My mother-in-law let out a series of pleasurable moans, her hands involuntarily reaching behind her to caress my cheeks and hair.
My teeth and wet tongue thoroughly licked and violated her long, white neck, leaving a row of wet teeth marks before returning to her ear.
I breathed hot air into my mother-in-law's ear, nibbling at her earlobe, and whispered in an extremely suggestive tone, "Mother-in-law, may I put some sunscreen on your thighs too?" My mother-in-law gave a muffled "Mmm" in agreement, but I think she probably didn't even hear what I said. I wasn't even sure if that "Mmm" was her answer or her own moan, but that didn't matter.
I got up, withdrew my hands from under my mother-in-law's abdomen, poured some sunscreen into my palms, and caressed her still smooth and shapely calves. My
ten fingers, like tongues, carefully stroked down her legs, my mouth full of praise: "Mother-in-law, your legs are so beautiful, I can't bear to let them go!" My mother-in-law only hummed a few times in response.
I rolled my eyes and stopped talking, focusing on using my fingers to violate my mother-in-law's legs.
My hands finally rested on my mother-in-law's smooth, fleshy feet. Her delicate, pink soles, rounded, adorable toes, and sparkling clean, spotless toenails filled me with an inexplicable excitement, even though I don't have a foot fetish.
I carefully examined her feet, repeatedly rubbing each toe and groove to make sure I didn't miss a single spot.
Her rounded, adorable toes were my primary focus. Using the lubrication of the sunscreen, I inserted my fingers between her fleshy toes, thrusting them in and out as if making love.
Her pink toes curled up involuntarily, gripping my fingers tightly.
My mother-in-law turned to look at me, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glazed.
Seeing her soft, panting, seductive state, I couldn't resist thrusting my fingers a few more times into those tightly closed, fleshy toes.
"Oh...oh..." My mother-in-law closed her eyes, biting her lower lip, and let out another soul-stirring moan. After I stopped, she panted for a while before glaring at me with her watery eyes and scolding, "You naughty boy!"
Oh, I couldn't help but groan inwardly, feeling the burning desire spreading throughout my body. It seemed I needed to speed things up.
I placed my hands on my mother-in-law's full, white thighs, my palms sliding along the smooth curves to the inside of her thighs.
My palms were filled with warm, plump flesh, smooth and trembling with pleasure—the feeling was so wonderful.
My hands continued to move slowly and steadily upwards, occasionally gently pinching the soft, smooth, and incredibly sensitive skin of my mother-in-law's inner thighs with my fingers.
The stimulation from this wanton caressing of my mother-in-law's inner thighs far exceeded the pleasure of caressing a woman's inner thighs in general.
If my mother-in-law's moans had been deliberately suppressed before, now she was releasing the waves of pleasure surging through her body with unrestrained moans.
Watching my usually elegant mother-in-law let out seductive moans as my fingers moved along her inner thighs, the lewd and taboo pleasure I felt made my blood boil instantly, as if it would burst from every pore.
My fingers traced circles on the smooth inner thighs of my mother-in-law, slowly approaching the mound at the center of her groin, my fingertips gently tracing the seam of her swim trunks, occasionally pinching the tender skin there.
"Ohhhh..." My mother-in-law's soft moans had become a continuous chorus.
I leaned close to my mother-in-law's ear again, "Mother-in-law, close your eyes, don't open them." My mother-in-law glanced back at me and said in a sweet voice, "What are you trying to do, you naughty boy? I'm your mother-in-law, don't do anything too outrageous to me~" After saying this teasing but more of a warning, she obediently closed her eyes.
The reason I made my mother-in-law close her eyes was twofold: first, everything I had done to her earlier was under the guise of applying sunscreen, just to give her a reason to break down her psychological defenses. Once people find an excuse, they can indulge in their vices with a clear conscience.
Now, if I wanted to go further, I needed to find a new reason; second, it would allow my mother-in-law to focus all her senses on the pleasure her body was giving her with her eyes closed.
After my mother-in-law turned back, I immediately got up and took off my only shorts. My already rock-hard penis sprang out, the huge, scarlet glans throbbing in the air, revealing an incredibly ferocious appearance.
"Hmm~"
My mother-in-law seemed to sense something, and a faint groan seemed to urge me to act quickly.
I bent down and spread my mother-in-law's knees as far apart as possible, then folded her lower legs up, making it look a bit like a breaststroke. Because my mother-in-law often does yoga, her body is very flexible, so I don't have to worry about hurting her. Such a simple posture is no problem for my mother-in-law.
I knelt behind her, grasped my mother-in-law's two plump, pink feet, and clamped them around my grotesque genitals. She instinctively pulled her feet back, struggling slightly under my hold before giving up.
Her breathing became noticeably more rapid. Although she may have anticipated this, the thought of touching her son-in-law's hot, burning genitals still made her breathless with tension.

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