Daughter-in-law's beautiful vulva

I'm 26 years old and a college graduate. Before college, I didn't realize I was particularly beautiful. But since graduating from high school, my appearance and figure have changed quite a bit. I was surprised and pleased with these changes.

Many people compliment my figure and appearance. When old classmates meet me, they always look at me in surprise and say things like, "Ah! You've changed! So beautiful!" or "You've really become so beautiful!"

I'm 165cm tall, with measurements of 34D-34, and weigh 50kg. I have an oval face. I love my legs the most; they're not only well-proportioned, but also have fair, smooth, and delicate skin. That's why I love wearing miniskirts.

Walking down the street, regardless of gender, everyone's eyes are always drawn to my beautiful legs. Most men often give me admiring glances. I feel that my vanity as a woman is greatly satisfied at that moment.

My husband was my classmate in college. We started dating during our student days. He was quite handsome, and our classmates envied us a lot. After graduation, he immediately joined the army, and I quickly got a job at an IT company.

Because of the job requirements, I saved up enough money to buy a computer soon after starting work. In the evenings, besides doing some unfinished work at the company, I also learned to use the internet. After a while, I also learned about some pornographic websites and would occasionally browse them, looking at gossip, pictures, erotic novels, etc. Sometimes, when I saw something passionate, I would masturbate to relieve my longing for my boyfriend. After

two years, he finally finished his military service and found a high-tech job. Two years ago, we finally got married. Because he is an only child, his parents wanted us to stay with them and didn't want us to live alone. After marriage, we are very loving, and our parents also dote on us.

My father-in-law is 54 years old this year and works in a public institution. He is of medium build and was said to have been an athletic and handsome man in his youth. Although he is now over middle age, he still shows no signs of aging.

My mother-in-law is 52 years old and a typical virtuous housewife. They are both very healthy. During the day, she stays home, cooking and handling all the chores with ease, keeping the house spotless. Luckily, I don't have to do housework after work and can spend all my time with my husband.

My job is quite stressful, and I have to dress formally for work. So when I get home, I like to change into more relaxed clothes. I especially like wearing shorts and a light t-shirt. Perhaps it's because this outfit shows off my figure and my beautiful legs that I attracted my father-in-law's attention.

A few weeks after the wedding, I noticed that my father-in-law's eyes were always following me. I often felt he was spying on my every move, which sometimes made me feel uncomfortable.

I thought about subtly hinting to him at an appropriate time that he shouldn't be looking at me like that. But seeing how filial my husband is to his parents, I didn't know how to bring it up.

One day, my husband worked late and wouldn't be home until very late. When I have nothing to do, I browse the internet. Of course, I sometimes stumble upon pornographic websites.

I enjoy reading erotic novels; some, though vulgar in language, are quite evocative and can even make one's imagination run wild. Others are very elegant, portraying erotic love stories admirably.

Suddenly, a titled "The Love Story of a Father-in-Law and Daughter-in-Law" caught my eye, drawing me in. The more I read, the more my heart was shaken. It was a beautifully written, highly provocative article that made my body heat up, and my private parts secreted copious amounts of fluid, soaking my underwear.

Good heavens! After reading this article, I no longer minded my father-in-law's lustful gaze; instead, I began to feel a strange fondness for this man in his fifties. I developed a peculiar curiosity—a desire to experience what it was like to have sex with a man much older than me.

From then on, whenever his gaze secretly fell upon me, I felt a strange excitement and satisfaction. I even wanted to subtly expose the parts of my body he wanted to see, intentionally or unintentionally, to satisfy my voyeuristic tendencies and his voyeuristic desires. I also noticed that my father-in-law was becoming increasingly affectionate and attentive to me, to the point of being extremely solicitous.

This happened almost eight months after my marriage. It was a hot Sunday, and my husband went to work early in the morning. Around noon, just as my mother-in-law had prepared lunch, my husband's uncle rushed in, saying there was something going on at my parents' home, and hurriedly took my mother-in-law away. Only my father-in-law and I were left to have lunch. As soon as my mother-in-law left, my father-in-law called me to the dining room for lunch.

I was wearing a loose, thin shirt with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows. Because of the heat, I chose a loose, small white bra—the kind that just covered my nipples, supported the lower part of my breasts, but left the upper part, most of my breasts, exposed. I wore a simple white short skirt. I sat opposite my father-in-law, and we ate and chatted casually.

I noticed my father-in-law staring intently at my chest. Perhaps because my mother-in-law wasn't there, his blatant lust made me a little uncomfortable, yet also excited.

Gradually, I felt my underwear getting damp. My heart raced with excitement and a touch of panic; I couldn't even taste the flavors of my mother-in-law's cooking anymore. I stood up, bent down, and ladled a bowl of soup for him. Because the first button of my shirt was undone, the bending motion left my breasts wide open, half-revealed, half-exposed.

My father-in-law, of course, wouldn't miss such a good opportunity; his gaze was fixed on my full yet not too large breasts. I knew he was peeping; he had already forgotten to chew his food. He stared lustfully at the parts my bra couldn't cover.

I was even more excited, deliberately slowing my movements so he could see as much as he wanted. I don't know if my father-in-law was so distracted by the sight, or if it was just a coincidence, but after I finished serving the soup and sat back down, his chopsticks suddenly fell to the floor, and he immediately bent down to pick them up.

My natural reaction at that moment was to slightly spread my legs, giving him an "opportunity" to peek at my private parts. Sure enough, he spent a long time picking them up, but still didn't return to his seat to eat, so I bent down to look at him.

He didn't know I was looking at him. His eyes were fixed on my lower body, specifically the patch of my skirt that revealed my two fair thighs. Today I was wearing a white, almost transparent thong, barely covering the important area in front of my vulva, with a few pubic hairs showing on both sides.

My father-in-law was lying on the floor, his eyes almost right in front of my pink legs, staring intently at my lower body. I then spread my legs even wider, letting my skirt open. My lower body was now only covered by the small, transparent thong. His eyes were so intense, it felt as if he were caressing my swollen, throbbing private parts.

Suddenly, I felt my body heat up, and images of suggestive scenes from online articles about "father-in-law and daughter-in-law's love affairs" flashed through my mind. I sat in my chair, involuntarily shifting my hips, spreading my legs, anticipating the old man's advances under the table. My father-in-law finally snapped out of his daze, looked up, and noticed me staring at him. Our eyes met, and we both stood there awkwardly for a few seconds.

I was a little disappointed. I pretended nothing was wrong and asked, "Dad! What's wrong? Can't you find your chopsticks?"

"Oh...yes...yes...I see...they..." he stammered, seemingly swallowing hard as he spoke. He picked up the chopsticks and returned to his seat to eat.

After lunch, I cleared the dishes from the table and went to the kitchen to clean up. My father-in-law sat on the sofa in the living room watching TV. After cleaning, I poured him a glass of juice.

As he took the juice, he deliberately touched my hand. I was startled. Before my father-in-law could even catch the cup properly, I let go, and the juice spilled all over him.

I quickly apologized, grabbed a box of tissues from the coffee table, and bent down to wipe him clean. As I bent over, my breasts were once again exposed, my two smooth, white mounds jiggling!

My father-in-law, sitting on the sofa, stared intently at my chest. The juice had spilled most around the zipper of his pants, so I grabbed several tissues and started wiping it there…

I noticed something gradually bulging inside his pants, so I pretended not to notice and wiped it even harder. This teasing became unbearable for him; his face flushed, his eyes burned, and his breathing quickened.

He raised his hand and slowly moved closer to me… I continued wiping, still pretending not to notice. Suddenly, I felt his strong arms encircle my waist. My reaction wasn't to immediately pull away, but to wriggle my body, trying to keep him from getting too close. However, his hands moved around my waist, gradually becoming more and more invasive.

My heart pounded even harder as he touched me, my soft hands continuing to rub his increasingly sensitive, bulging area. My father-in-law's hands slid down, cupping my buttocks and pulling me closer, so we were pressed together.

I was a little flustered and excited, but I still pretended to be surprised and let out an "Ouch...!" without trying to escape or back down.

I deliberately tried to gently break free from him, blushing, and said, "No!" He held me tightly, kissing my cheeks and gently biting my earlobe...

I still said, "No..." He slipped his tongue into my ear.

I cried out, "Ah!" My whole body went weak and trembled. His left hand was around my waist, and his right hand touched my breasts, gently pressing them.

"Ah... no... don't do this... Daddy... Mommy will come back... ah... she... will come back..." I started to ramble.

He ignored me and continued his indecent advances. I only heard him say, "My son is so lucky to have such a beautiful wife, why can't I, as his father,..." As he spoke, he forcefully pulled my hand into his arms, making me turn around. I lay back on the sofa.

He rolled over and pressed himself against me, kissing my lips while frantically unbuttoning my shirt. I deliberately shook my head to avoid his kisses, but soon he kissed me anyway. He lifted my shirt, pushed my small white bra up to my breasts, and took my nipple into his mouth, gently sucking on it.

"Ah...ah..." I moaned softly.

He also pressed his hard, steel-like penis against my genitals. Feeling like I was going to faint, I gasped for breath, my hands gradually wrapping around his head, but I kept saying, "No...no..."

He seemed to sense my reaction and stopped for a moment, but remained on top of me, gazing at my beautiful face. I opened my hazy eyes and looked at him.

He said to me, "My good daughter-in-law, ever since your mother-in-law went through menopause, I've forgotten that there's such a delicacy as you in this world. Ever since you married into our family, I've been secretly watching you every day, admiring your beautiful body, hoping to have the chance to try out a young and beautiful woman like you!"

"Dad... but... if Ah Bin (my husband) and Mom... find out..." "

No 'buts,' just give me this once, okay! As long as we don't tell anyone, they won't know... good daughter-in-law, just this once, okay? I've really been captivated by your body for months. Whenever you're home, I want to have you all the time! Your face, your breasts, especially those snow-white, beautiful legs, are constantly on my mind..."

As the old man spoke, his hands were never idle, gently rubbing my breasts and pinching my nipples with his thumb and forefinger. My nipples, which were originally only the size of soybeans, quickly hardened and enlarged under his thumb and forefinger, standing erect like a pair of bright red cherries.

Truly, experience is the best teacher; he was even better at teasing me than my husband. Coupled with my recent desire to try making love with a man much older than me, I became increasingly powerless against him. But after all, he was my father-in-law. The thought of living in the same house in the future inevitably brought mixed feelings of love and fear—fear of being hurt.

"...But..." Under his rubbing and kneading, I gasped for breath, unable to speak.

"Good daughter-in-law, stop with the 'buts, buts,' take advantage of the fact that no one's home today! I promise I'll love you even more in the future, and I won't let my son bully you!"

When a man wants your body, he'll make any demands and say anything, but a woman still feels very happy inside. But I still couldn't agree to him right away; I had to pretend a little longer: "...But...but..."

He, disregarding everything, leaned down to kiss me, took off my already loosened shirt, and then reached behind me to unhook my bra, easily removing it. A pair of white, tender, and full, perky breasts were completely exposed, and I unconsciously covered my nipples with my hands.

He pulled my hands away, his right hand grasping and kneading my left breast, while his mouth moved down to my right nipple, licking and sweeping his tongue back and forth on the tip, waves of tingling pleasure washing over me.

He was truly more skilled at flirting and more experienced than my husband. A moment later, he switched sides, wrapping his right arm around me, his left hand kneading the nipple he had just sucked on, while his mouth, like a powerful vacuum cleaner, forcefully sucked at my left breast, almost drawing the entire breast into his mouth, his tongue circling my nipple.

Oh my god! This feeling is so wonderful! My husband has never flirted with me like this before. I can feel the love fluid secreted from my private parts, soaking my panties. My body is too weak to resist anymore, and my heart has convinced me: "I don't need to pretend anymore. I should forget about my husband for now and accept this excited old man in front of me. Maybe today he can give me the kind of intimacy I can never get from my husband!" I decided to surrender to him.

He would suck on my private parts while thrusting his big penis into them forcefully. Soon, I started moaning softly, "Mmm... mmm..." and felt unbearably aroused. In my

blissful daze, I unconsciously wrapped my arms around his head, asking him for more...

He seemed to understand my feelings. He freed his left hand from my right breast, slid it across my smooth, sexy abdomen, down to my leg, and slipped it inside my short skirt...

First, he touched my tender, hot thigh, and then he caressed it boldly and reluctantly.

His mouth was still sucking on my left breast. His body slid off me to the sofa, kneeling beside me. He used both his hands and mouth, his left hand gently caressing my legs, while his mouth sucked on my breast and gently bit my nipple.

"Mmm...ah..." I moaned contentedly, feeling incredibly good from the bites.

Then his mouth and tongue slowly moved from my left breast down my smooth abdomen, licking and kissing my legs. My eyes were hazy as I watched his kisses, which added to the stimulation. My whole body trembled uncontrollably...

I sat up slightly, resting my head on the armrest of the sofa, half-reclining, so I could see more clearly the tenderness he was giving me...

I also spread my legs wide open, my skirt no longer covering me, completely exposed. He knelt at my feet, resting his head on my pink thighs, looking at my alluring lower body... With my skirt open, I was only covered by my panties.

My white, sheer thong panties, tied with bows on both sides, were already almost transparent from the moisture of my vaginal fluids, unable to conceal the dark shadow beneath. Pubic hair peeked out from the sides of the panties, making my private parts appear swollen and bulging.

He drooled, seemingly jealous of my husband, saying, "My good daughter-in-law, you little slut… truly a natural beauty. I'm so jealous of my son, able to enjoy this ultimate delicacy!… He's so much luckier than me…"

"Father…father-in-law…"

"Little slut, I only found out today that you also have needs... I love your little thong to death!"

"Hmm... Grandpa, I'm not coming anymore..." He swallowed hard, and through the thin, transparent thong, he rubbed my private parts with his right index finger.

I tilted my head back and moaned, "Ah... ah..."

He rubbed faster and faster, and my body trembled. My entire crotch was wet and sticky, showing through the thin fabric. He stopped his finger attack, lowered his head to lick the honey on the thin fabric, and pulled the bows on both sides of my thong with both hands, slowly untying them and pulling them down... My pubic hair came out...

"Ah... ah..." I offered a token resistance, then let him take off my thong.

After taking it off, I wasn't ashamed and still spread my legs wide so he could see clearly. His eyes were wide open, staring at my beautiful vulva, and he loved it more and more.

"Little slut, your pubic hair is so thick and bushy. Even when I was wearing briefs, some of it was sticking out of my underwear. If I had known you were such a slut, I wouldn't have held back until today." He said as he hoisted my legs onto his shoulders, completely exposing my vulva to him. He found my clitoris and gently pressed it with his fingertips.

"Oh... um... um..." I went limp as if electrocuted.

He started "eating" me with his tongue, first licking my clitoris from bottom to top, making me writhe uncontrollably. Then he sucked and licked along my labia, occasionally inserting his tongue deep into my vagina, making me moan loudly.

"Ah... ah... Dad... be gentle... no... harder... ah... so... so beautiful..."

"Don't call me Dad, I'm not your Dad anymore. Call me... brother... call me brother from now on!" Waves of my juices flowed out, and he licked them all clean, still relentlessly attacking that one spot.

"Oh... what am I going to do... I feel so good... ah... brother... ah... um... um..." I kept thrusting my vulva towards his mouth...

"Oh... ah... ah... brother... stop... this... I can't take it... ah... um... no more... oh... no more..."

He teased me for a while before stopping, his mouth full of precum, looking utterly disheveled. He took off his clothes. I sat up, watching with great interest. When he took off his underwear, I saw his erect, thick penis and couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!" in surprise at its magnificence. It must be at least 17 or 18 centimeters long, at least 5 centimeters longer and thicker than my husband's.

"Isn't my son's penis this big?" he asked me. I shook my head shyly.

He laughed and said, "I haven't even started yet!"

He came to me, took my slender hand and made me grasp his large penis. I complied and began to stroke it back and forth. His penis was indeed much larger than my husband's, harder than steel, with prominent veins on the shaft—both cute and terrifying…

I stroked his hard, large penis up and down without stopping. He held my head in his hands and pushed it towards his large penis. I took it into my mouth and sucked hard, holding his leg with my left hand and gently rubbing his testicles with my right. His glans was so big, filling my mouth completely…

"Good girl, good…so good, again…" He grabbed my head even harder and cried out, "Good girl…good wife, oh…so good!!!"

I sat in front of him, his penis constantly moving in and out of my mouth, occasionally glancing at his reaction. His penis stood erect, his face flushed with arousal, and his expression was radiant. I licked his engorged glans with my tongue, occasionally biting it lightly with my teeth…

“Mmm…mmm…good…mmm…again…” He was extremely excited, pushing me down onto the sofa. He pressed himself against me, our naked bodies pressed tightly together. He hugged me tightly with satisfaction and said, “You’re so good. You’re even better at licking than your mother-in-law was when she was young.”

I cooperated by spreading my legs. His impatient penis darted around, unable to find the entrance to my tender hole. I moved my hips to help him, letting the glans touch the entrance, which was already overflowing with lustful fluids. His right hand held his large penis, rubbing the glans against my entrance dozens of times before pushing open my labia and thrusting forward to insert the glans. After a few more thrusts, his entire penis was inside, swallowed by my lustful hole.

“Ah…mmm…so good…” I began to moan lasciviously. He began to work hard.

"Ah...ah...ouch...oh...good father-in-law...you're so big..."

"You can't call me father-in-law!" he said. "You have to call me husband..."

"Ah...good...husband...ah...so good...you...ah...so good..." I wrapped my legs high around his waist, thrusting my hips forward to meet his thrusts, shouting loudly:

"Mmm...good husband...good...brother...brother...sister...so...comfortable...so...good..."

"My good slut, today I finally got you...I've satisfied my pent-up desires of so many months!!!"

"Good husband...so comfortable...ah...I love...husband so much...ah...ah..."

"From now on I'm your good father-in-law, your big cock...dear brother...brother...you are my darling...lover..."

"Ah...good husband...husband...you're killing me...you're so big...so hard...so amazing...oh...oh...big cock...brother...brother...faster...thrust...thrust...faster...a little...harder...to the left...uh...right there...ah...so good...Yue, a little harder...ah..." I blurted out randomly. He thrust even harder, and his cock was indeed longer, thicker, and harder than my husband's, it was really amazing.

"Good husband...dear...father-in-law...ah...I feel so good...oh..."

"Slutty wife..." the father-in-law said, "You're so slutty, can my son...satisfy you?" "

Hmm...ah...he...is okay...but not as good as...you...dear father-in-law...you're better...you're so good at...fucking..."

"Hmm...like this...is it good..." He thrust and rubbed from both sides: "Is father-in-law's...penis...big...does it make you...beautiful...your pussy is so beautiful...tighter...than...your mother-in-law when she was young...I feel so...good...you're squeezing me...so comfortable...I love...you...love...you..."

"Hmm...hmm...you're so great...so amazing...ah...ah...your...penis...makes my bones...melt...melt...much better...than your son...ah...you've hit my G-spot again...ah..." He compared me to my mother-in-law, and I compared him to my husband!

The stimulation of incest only increased our lust. He really was better at fucking me than my husband. My husband usually ejaculates after four or five hundred thrusts, but he had already thrust more than a thousand times and was still attacking me fiercely.

"Oh...oh..." I gently bit his shoulder, "So good...good brother...ah...I want you...I want you to fuck me every day...ah...I'm so beautiful..."

"Really?" he asked, "How do I compare to my son?"

"He...ah...he also fucks me...um...very good...but...dear brother...you...are better...stronger...you fuck...more good than him fucking me..." Encouraged by me, he deliberately thrust deeper and harder, pressing tightly against my clitoris, rotating his hips, kneading and grinding...

"Ah...oh...it really feels so good...ah...so good...from now on...ah...you are my...husband. Ah...yes...like that...harder...ah..." Hearing my words, his penis fucked even harder.

I was so overwhelmed by his ministrations that I started babbling incoherently: "Ah...ah...I'm going to die...dear brother...my darling...ah...coming..." It felt so good, my vagina tightened, and a warm current surged from my body to his glans. I climaxed.

I couldn't help but shout: "Ah!...ah!...ah...ah...I'm coming...I'm coming...ah..."

He still wouldn't let me go, continuing to thrust forcefully. His right hand reached for my anus, which was already soaked with my juices. He gently played with the entrance, making me moan "oh...oh..." again. Suddenly, he thrust his middle finger in, squeezing a bit inside my anus. I moaned even more ecstatically.

"Oh...ah...what...what is this...feeling...oh...so...so...how can it be so...comfortable...ah...ah..."

With him attacking from both ends, my plump, white buttocks swayed like waves. He continued thrusting, penetrating, and grinding, his penis growing longer and thicker with each thrust, filling me completely, each stroke hitting my G-spot. My juices flowed incessantly towards his glans, I climaxed repeatedly, my vagina trembling and contracting...

After about ten more minutes, my orgasms were continuous, I estimated he had thrust over a thousand times. He seemed unable to hold back any longer; I could clearly feel his glans swelling even more... He thrust in with all his might another fifty or sixty times, thick, hot semen spraying deep into my core.

"Oh...good wife...slutty...woman...I'm coming..."

"Heh...heh...good husband...dear brother...quick...quick...quick...give...all...your...seeds...to...me..."

"Good...good...all...to...you...ah...ah...so good...so good..."

He lay on top of me, our bodies pressed even closer together, we both collapsed on the sofa, unwilling to get up. He kept telling me how good it felt to have sex with me.

After that, we often found opportunities to make love. Every time is like the first time, it's incredibly satisfying, and we both feel completely refreshed. Whenever my husband goes on a business trip, I leave the bedroom door unlocked. While my mother-in-law is asleep, he sneaks into my room to be intimate with me.

Sometimes, when we don't have a chance for a long time, we take half a day off from work and go to a motel for a passionate encounter. Our relationship has lasted for over a year now, and neither my husband nor my mother-in-law knows. My father-in-law also treats me like his wife behind my mother-in-law's back, and he dotes on me even more.

I have two men at the same time. Under the double care of my husband and father-in-law, my life is more colorful. However, sometimes I still feel guilty. I've thought more than once about ending this relationship, which is considered "abnormal" by society, but once you're on a pirate ship, it's hard to get off.

Now I'm over four months pregnant. I don't know who the father of my baby is: my husband or my father-in-law?

Whenever my father-in-law asks me to have sex, I can't resist his temptation. Because he can indeed give me so much, so much stimulation and pleasure that my husband can't give me.

Every time I finish having sex with my father-in-law, I tell myself again and again that this is the "last time," but I still can't stop.

I believe that if a woman has an affair, once she gets hooked, it's like becoming addicted to smoking—it's really hard to quit.

I don't encourage every woman to be like me! But having sex with my father-in-law is indeed a pleasure for me.

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