Mother, daughter, and wife

My name is Li Hao, I am twenty-six years old, six feet one inch tall, strong and handsome. After graduating from university, I worked for a large company. My family is in mainland China, and I have no other relatives in Hong Kong. Therefore, I have always wanted to find a girl from a well-off family in Hong Kong to be my wife. My wish finally came true. At the end of the year before last, I met a young and beautiful girl named Li Lan, whom I will call Alan. She was eighteen years old that year and worked as a nurse in a large hospital. She was very beautiful, with a perfect figure, and was very upright, gentle, virtuous, innocent, and romantic. Her father used to be a senior employee, but unfortunately passed away early. Her only relative is her mother, Murong Huiru, who is a professor of Chinese literature at a university in Hong Kong. She is skilled in literary criticism and frequently publishes articles that have a great influence. I had long known of this famous scholar, and had admired her for a long time, but we had never met. Therefore, after meeting Alan, I specially sought out and read several of her mother's collections of essays and works, and I greatly appreciated them. I longed to meet this renowned scholar and future mother-in-law whom I greatly admired, so that I could learn from her. Two years after Alan and I met, we felt a deep connection and were ready to discuss marriage. Therefore, she decided to take me to her home to meet her mother. She said her mother wanted me to come over for dinner that evening, but she was working the afternoon shift and wouldn't be home until 7 PM. She gave me the address and told me to go there myself. I found it quickly. It was a luxurious two-story house with a large garden and a family swimming pool in the back. I rang the doorbell at the gate, and a clear, sweet, and pleasant female voice asked who I was looking for. I gave my name and said I was a friend of Alan's and had come to visit at her invitation. The voice warmly said, "Welcome! Please come in!" The automatic door opened. I walked along the tree-lined path to the front of the house, where a young woman, who looked to be about my age, around twenty-five or twenty-six, greeted me at the door. This woman was stunningly beautiful, like a celestial being. I was immediately stunned upon seeing her, and couldn't help but hesitate. I couldn't believe such beauty existed in the world! Alan was already very beautiful, but this woman was even more beautiful, more charming and alluring, with a graceful and noble demeanor, and an elegant and refined temperament. She had white teeth and red lips, arched eyebrows and full cheeks, her skin was snow-white and delicate, her bearing radiant, her figure graceful and elegant, her beauty radiant and refined. Tall and slender yet full-figured, her body perfectly proportioned, her hair styled in a cloud-like bun, she seemed ethereal. Her figure was extremely well-proportioned, round and full, with perfect measurements. Her waist was very thin, suggesting she had never given birth. My first impression was that she resembled a dancer. Her demeanor wasn't like Alan's charming, innocent, and romantic nature; rather, she was dignified, elegant, and sophisticated, commanding respect from the moment we met. What struck me most was her voice—clear, melodious, and soft, possessing a mature and captivating charm. I couldn't determine her relationship to Alan; she was clearly not her mother, as her mother would never be so young. Yet, Alan had never mentioned having any other relatives at home. I guessed she was one of Alan's cousins. "Mr. Li! Please come in, don't be shy!" she said softly, abruptly waking me from my reverie. She smiled at me and said, "Alan said you were coming today, so I've been waiting for you at home. Please come in and have a seat." She led me to the living room, warmly welcoming me, pouring tea and offering fruit, saying Alan would be back soon. She then brought me a stack of magazines and newspapers, turned on the television in the living room, and said, "Mr. Li, please have a seat; I'll go to the kitchen to cook." With that, she headed towards the kitchen. Her walk was light and graceful, her waist swaying elegantly—truly a picture of captivating charm. Ah! I wonder who she is to Alan; she's so alluring! I sat there lost in thought: if I hadn't been engaged to Alan first, and this woman hadn't married either, and I had to choose one as my wife, I'd likely choose this one. Putting aside her beauty, her temperament and demeanor alone have me mesmerized! Lost in thought, Alan returned. She immediately threw herself into my arms, gave me a loving kiss, and then called out sweetly, "Mommy, I'm home!" I whispered to her, "Your mommy doesn't seem to be home." She asked in surprise, "Then who opened the door for you?" I said, "A young woman in her twenties, probably one of your older sisters." "What did she look like?" "Slim, extremely well-proportioned, and very beautiful. You could tell she was a very elegant and respectable person." I thought for a moment, "Hmm, based on your description, it's probably my cousin from Singapore who's back. That's great, I've been thinking about her!" She asked again, "Where is she?" I said, "After settling me in, she went to the kitchen to cook." Alan said, "Let me go see." With that, she skipped and hopped towards the kitchen. Suddenly, I heard two women laughing loudly, so happily, so loudly, laughing for a long time. "Ah Hao!" Alan called out, pulling the woman's hand and leading her into the living room. Smiling, she said, "Ah Hao, come, let me introduce you to my sister!" Before she could finish her sentence, she burst into laughter, tears streaming down her face. The woman was also laughing, but not as heartily as Alan; her laughter was somewhat shy, her face flushed. I quickly stood up. "Ah Hao, listen up! Kneel down and pay your respects to your mother-in-law!" Alan said, deliberately putting on a stern face. "You crazy girl, how rude!" The woman lightly patted Alan on the back, then said with a sweet laugh, "Mr. Li, it's all my fault for not introducing myself earlier. I'm Alan's mother, my name is Murong Huiru." "Ah!" My face flushed red, and I said with surprise and shame, "Auntie, I'm sorry!" She walked over to me, gestured for me to sit down, and sat beside me, patting my hand and saying sweetly, "Please don't mind! My precious daughter has no manners at all; I've spoiled her rotten since she was little!" She then said to Alan, "Go and put the dishes on the table, pour the wine, and we'll be right there." She then said to me, "Mr. Li, you're a few years older than Alan, so you should help her a lot in the future and try to correct her childish temper. I'm always worried that she'll be so rude in front of others, and that wouldn't be good. From now on, this is your home; you should come back often, otherwise, your auntie will be angry!" Then, we talked about my family, my experiences, my current job, and so on. Alan called us over. My mother-in-law took my hand again and we walked together toward the restaurant. Her delicate, slender fingers were so soft and boneless that I was at a loss for words, and my heart was pounding. After we were seated, my aunt raised her glass first, saying in a cheerful voice, "Welcome, Ah Hao, to our home for the first time today. From now on, treat this place as your own home and come back often! Come, let's have a drink!" After eating for a while, she asked sweetly, "Do you like the food I made?" I nodded repeatedly and said, "It's wonderful! I've been in Hong Kong for several years, and this is the first time I've eaten at home. It tastes delicious!" Ah Lan playfully exclaimed, "Ah Hao, you should toast your sister!" My aunt immediately pinched her ear: "Don't be so presumptuous!" Then she continued to say to me, "Actually, you can't blame Ah Hao for having bad taste. People who don't know me say I'm in my twenties. In reality, I'm already thirty-six. I got married early, at sixteen, and had Ah Lan at seventeen. My family was well-off, I had no worries, and I have a cheerful and optimistic personality. Plus, I'm a former dancer, so I take care of myself and have always maintained a slim figure and fair, plump skin. This has masked my actual age." I smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I think you're at most around twenty-five. It's funny, Alan told me your aunt was a professor in the literature department at a university, and I imagined her to be a white-haired old woman! I didn't expect you to be so young, and you look about ten years younger than your actual age!" My words made everyone laugh. I thought to myself: My age is exactly between them, mother and daughter, eight years older than Alan and nine years younger than your aunt. Thinking of this, a novel idea immediately popped into my head: both mother and daughter are exceptionally beautiful, their complexions radiant, their skin glowing like pearls, truly a pair of peerless beauties. And their personalities are also quite distinct: one is innocent and romantic, the other gentle and elegant, truly a pair of captivating and sexy beauties. Your aunt isn't much older than me; if I had met her first, maybe I would have pursued her wholeheartedly! That day, the atmosphere was very harmonious, and everyone quickly became familiar with each other. I really liked this family; Alan was intelligent, sexy, and understanding, and naturally cared about me a lot. My aunt is a kind, gentle, and virtuous woman with high cultural and moral standards. She has an elegant demeanor and speaks appropriately. We get along very well, and I admire her from the bottom of my heart. She has also repeatedly said that she likes me very much. After that, I would visit her twice a week. My aunt is warm and generous, never treating me like an outsider. If she needs my help with anything at home, she will call me.They would call me back whenever they made something delicious, and they also made me a lot of trendy, high-end clothes. I felt completely at ease here and experienced the warmth of family. (Second time)Not long after our honeymoon, still savoring the joys of my honeymoon, I married Alan. The wedding was held in a church, followed by a banquet at a large hotel. Many guests attended, including Alan's colleagues and friends, as well as teachers from my mother-in-law's school. The atmosphere was lively and welcoming. Our new home was in Alan's house. We returned home from the hotel around 8 PM. After getting out of the car, my aunt took Alan's and my hands and led us upstairs to our room. The house was spacious. Downstairs, there was a large living room, two studies, a kitchen, a dining room, and two gyms. Upstairs, there were over a dozen rooms, divided into four suites, each with a bedroom, study, and bathroom. The suite Alan and I stayed in was the one Alan had previously lived in, right next to my aunt's suite. A door connected the two suites. My aunt was very happy that day, dressed exceptionally fashionably and looking stunning. Anyone who didn't know us would have thought she was the bride. After she led us into the room, she happily said to Alan and me, "Children, I wish you happiness!" Alan excitedly rushed into her mother's arms, hugging her neck and kissing her repeatedly until her mother-in-law exclaimed, "Oh dear, you're kissing me so hard I can't breathe! You should save your energy for kissing your Prince Charming!" "Mommy's naughty! Naughty! You're teasing your daughter!" Alan cried out, lightly pounding her mother's chest with her hands, and playfully said, "In the future, I'll find you a husband too, and on your wedding day, I'll see if I don't tease you!" Her mother-in-law's face flushed red, and she grabbed Alan's hand to hit her. "Wow! Mommy's face is red! As beautiful as a peach blossom!" Alan said, laughing as she ran away. The mother and daughter chased each other around the room, leaving me aside. Finally, her mother caught her daughter, gave her two slaps on the bottom, then pulled her to me and said, "Ahao! She's yours now. You must discipline her well!" At this moment, Alan, covered in sweat, went into the bathroom to shower. Only my mother-in-law and I remained in the room. She walked up to me and said sweetly, "Ah Hao, congratulations! Come and kiss Mommy too!" I moved closer, put my arms around her shoulders, lowered my head, and kissed her forehead. I noticed her body tremble slightly. When I looked up, her soft hands were wrapped around my waist, and she said excitedly, "Ah Hao, kiss Mommy's face and lips too!" As she spoke, she raised her head, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her cherry lips slightly pursed, as if she were asking a lover for a kiss. At that moment, I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a feeling for her, not the kind of feeling I had for my mother-in-law, but more like the attachment I felt for a lover. I gently kissed her cheeks and lips a few times, then let go of her. She said emotionally, "Ah Hao, you are truly a model man! I am so happy for Alan! I only have this one daughter, and I hope you will treat Alan well in the future. With your looks and qualities, any woman who sees you will fall in love with you, so you mustn't mistreat Alan!" I said, "Mommy, you flatter me. It's impossible for every woman to fall in love with me!" "Ah Hao, you are very charming! You may not even realize it yourself." She said shyly, "Let me tell you a secret: even I have fallen in love with you! If Alan hadn't met you first, I would definitely have married you!" Hearing this, I said excitedly, "Ah! Mommy, you think the same as me! From the first day I met you, I also fell in love with you! I have thought more than once: if I hadn't met Alan first, I would definitely have pursued you!" As I spoke, I hugged her tightly in my arms again and kissed her cherry lips a few times. Her body trembled again, and she quickly pushed me away, saying shyly, "Ah Hao, don't do this! I only said 'if you hadn't met Ah Lan.' But now, I'm your mother-in-law, and you're my son-in-law. Our relationship is settled; you can't have any improper thoughts! Let me go; it would be very bad if Ah Lan saw this!" She pulled me to the sofa and sat me down, saying with concern, "Ah Hao, young men and women should receive sex education from their parents before marriage. Your parents aren't here; do you know anything about this?" I said, "No one has ever told me; I've only read some things in books." She said, "Then I'll have to speak for your parents. After marriage, men and women have sexual intercourse, that is, they have intercourse. Simply put, both men and women take off their clothes, the man climbs on top of the woman, inserts his genitals into the woman's vagina, and thrusts back and forth—that's sexual intercourse." I asked, "What's the benefit of that?" She laughed, took my hand, and said, "Silly boy, it's a very wonderful enjoyment, very comfortable." I asked again, "What kind of comfort?" Her fair, delicate face flushed instantly, and she said softly, "This...it's indescribable...you'll understand when the time comes!" She continued, "What I want to tell you is that before sexual intercourse, a young girl is called a virgin, and she has a hymen at the vaginal opening. So during the first intercourse, the insertion of the man's penis will cause it to rupture, resulting in bleeding and great pain. Therefore, when you insert it, don't rush, take it slowly, and learn to be gentle with her." I hurriedly asked, "How do I be gentle with her?" She said, "At first, you should gently kiss her, caress her entire body, including her vaginal opening, until she produces a lot of fluid, making her vagina very lubricated. Then you can go in. Go in slowly, little by little, go in a little, withdraw a little, and then go deeper. This way, Alan's pain will be less." I said, "Auntie, I understand. If it's really not possible, I won't go in today!" She smiled mysteriously, patted my face, and said sweetly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself! Hey! What did you just call me? Why are you calling me auntie!" I quickly corrected myself, "Mommy!" "Oh!" She happily stroked my face, "What a good child!" I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms again. She didn't object, leaning against me with her eyes closed, as if boneless. I held her waist with one hand and lifted her chin with the other, her cherry lips trembling. I gently kissed her, slipping my tongue into her mouth. She seemed utterly intoxicated, her cherry lips slightly parted, accepting my tongue. Suddenly, she snapped out of it, hurriedly pushing me away and wriggling out of my arms, whispering, "Oh dear, I completely forgot I'm your mommy! But, Hao, you're really very charming!" Her face flushed even more as she said this, and she stood up and went back to her room. She didn't come out for over ten minutes. At this time, Alan also came out of the bathroom. My mother-in-law said happily, "Alright! You should rest now. Congratulations on your marriage!" Then she went back to her room. After her bath, Alan looked like a lotus emerging from the water, incredibly beautiful. She was only wearing a bath towel, and she gracefully walked up to me. I immediately pulled her into my arms and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, placing her on the bed. She lay there motionless, her eyes closed. I slowly loosened the bath towel around her; she was completely naked. Her skin was so white, delicate, and smooth to the touch. I began to caress her body, and she moaned softly, her body trembling slightly. When I touched her vagina, I found it was already wet, so I took off my own clothes and pressed myself against her. Her face flushed, and she slightly opened her eyes, nervously whispering, "Darling, please be slow, I'm so scared!" I kissed her and gently whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I'll move gently!" I moved slowly, but I couldn't penetrate her. Alan was also very excited at this point, her waist twisting incessantly. I exerted a sudden force, and she cried out, "Ouch! It hurts so much!" I stopped and gently kissed her. Her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and she was still moaning softly. Afraid of hurting her, I stopped and kissed her gently again. After a while, she whispered, "Darling, I'm much better now. You can move." So I moved slowly. She was still biting her lip. I knew she was still in pain, so I tried to be as gentle as possible. Suddenly, Alan actively thrust her hips, forcing me to thrust. I gently asked her, "Do you need it?" She slightly opened her eyes and said shyly, "Yes, you can go faster!" So I increased my speed. Her moans grew louder and louder, until finally she cried out. Encouraged by her, I thrust powerfully like a storm. Finally, I ejaculated inside her. Alan trembled all over, holding me tightly. I felt her tender, hot vagina convulsing in waves. I remembered my mother-in-law saying, "A woman needs a man's comfort even more after an orgasm." So I gently stroked her body and kissed her tenderly. She nestled in my arms like a docile little lamb, one hand holding my penis. I heard her murmur, "Ah Hao, you're so good! I feel so happy!" I asked, "Darling, does it still hurt?" She said seductively, "It hurt a lot at first, but it doesn't hurt anymore. I feel so comfortable!"That night, I stayed on top of her, and we made love seven times. Finally, we fell asleep in each other's arms. We didn't get up until noon the next day. My mother-in-law had already returned from class and had prepared lunch for us. "Mommy!" Alan called out happily. She greeted us in the living room, smiling as soon as we met, saying, "The little bird has finally left the nest! Come and eat." "Mommy!" Alan blushed and immediately threw herself into her mother's arms, acting coquettishly. She pushed her daughter away, made her sit down, and said with great affection, "Did you have a good wedding night? Look, Alan's eyes are all red." She added, "You kept calling all night, keeping me awake all night." "Mommy's naughty!" Alan threw herself into her mother's arms again, punching her chest with her hands, and said coquettishly, "Don't tell!" "Okay, I won't tell!" She continued to smile, stroking her beloved daughter's hair, and winked at me mysteriously. She whispered in her daughter's ear, "Does it still hurt?" Alan replied shyly, "A little." Then, feigning annoyance, she said to me, "Mommy, he was so naughty, so rough!" My mother-in-law laughed and said, "Who told you to get married! But it's only the first day; it'll be fine afterward." She glanced at me shyly, her own face flushed, so beautiful and captivating. I stared at her, and then she looked up at me, our eyes meeting. She quickly lowered her head, embarrassed. I also felt that my gaze had been somewhat inappropriate. That night, Alan and I made love several more times. As we embraced and kissed sweetly, I suddenly heard moans coming from my mother-in-law's room. I quickly said, "Alan, listen, it sounds like Mommy is moaning. Is she sick?" Alan whispered, "Keep your voice down. Mommy isn't sick. Oh, Mommy is so pitiful, so young, and she's already lost her husband! I remember when I was little, I heard Mommy making those sounds several times, and I thought she was sick. When I peeked through the crack in the door, I always saw her naked, touching her body. I didn't dare make a sound. Later, when I grew up, I realized Mommy was masturbating. I didn't understand before, but now that I'm married, I understand how important sex is for a woman! Now, I can't be without you for a moment!" I asked, "Then why doesn't Mommy remarry?" "Mommy is doing it for me, afraid I'll be neglected, afraid I won't be able to accept it. Actually, now I realize how lonely Mommy is! I really hope Mommy remarries!" I said, "Then let's try to persuade her to find someone, okay?" She said, "Dad is a very good man—handsome, smart, capable, very considerate, and of high status; Mom is also a strong woman herself. So I think even if she agrees to remarry, it will be difficult for her to find someone suitable!" "Then why don't you try to find out?" She nodded, "We'll talk about it when the opportunity arises!" After saying that, she snuggled into my arms and fell asleep. The third night, Alan quietly said to me in bed, "Ah Hao, I told Mom about that, and at first she insisted on not doing it. Later, after my repeated persuasion, she finally agreed to consider it. But when I asked her what kind of husband she wanted, guess what she said?" "How should I know!" I said. "Mommy half-jokingly said to me, 'If you're going to find someone, find someone just like Ahao in every way.' It seems she has very high standards. This is really difficult; there's only one Ahao in the world, where am I going to find another one!" She then suddenly said slyly, "Hey! It seems Mommy has her eye on you! How about I give you to her?" "Nonsense!" I gently pinched her bottom, and she let out a sweet cry before throwing herself into my arms… After the festivities, she nestled in my arms and sighed softly, "It's a pity she's my mommy; if only she were my sister!" I asked, "What's wrong with that?" She said, "Then I'd follow the story of Empress Ying and Yu'e, and we'd both marry you!" My heart skipped a beat, and I blurted out, "Okay!" But then I realized it was impossible; how could a mother and daughter share a husband! She said seriously, "Hey! I have an idea, I wonder if it's feasible?" I asked, "Tell me about it." She said, "I want to persuade Mommy to actually marry you too!" A startling statement! I was stunned and shook my head repeatedly, saying, "How can you do that!" She said sweetly, "Ah Hao, I'm serious! Anyway, the three of us already live together, we just sleep separately now. If we invite Mommy to live with us, wouldn't that solve her loneliness? And no outsiders would know." I said, "That won't do! In this world, I only love you!" She said sweetly, "But Mommy isn't an outsider! If you love me, you must love Mommy too! Do you think Mommy is too old or not pretty enough?" "No, no! Mommy is only nine years older than me, and she looks very young and beautiful. If she really became my wife, how happy I would be to have you two, mother and daughter, by my side every day!" Of course, I loved Mommy very much, but I just didn't want to say it outright. So I asked again, "Then... will Mommy agree?" She cheerfully replied, "If you really agree, then let me persuade her!" I said, "I'd be more than happy to, but I'm afraid Mommy won't agree! Let's see how good your silver tongue is!" The next day, I worked overtime at the company and didn't go home that night. The following evening at dinner, I noticed that my mother-in-law's face flushed bright red to her ears as soon as she saw me return. During dinner, she didn't say a word, keeping her head down the whole time. I didn't understand why and didn't press her for an answer. After Alan and I went to bed, she whispered to me, "I talked to Mommy about that." "Did she agree?" I asked impatiently. "She strongly objects," she said, somewhat disappointed. "How did you talk to her?" I asked. "I slept with my mother and solemnly discussed my thoughts. My mother was furious and scolded me for talking nonsense. I said, 'You said yourself that if you were going to marry, you would marry someone just like Ahao in every way!' She said, 'But I didn't say I wanted to marry Ahao! I really like Ahao, and if you hadn't married him, I really would have. But now he's my son-in-law, how can a mother-in-law marry her son-in-law!' I tried everything, from gentle persuasion to forceful arguments, but she just wouldn't agree." "Then forget it!" I said, "Your idea is inherently illogical!" "No! I'm not willing to let it go like this!" She said softly, somewhat resentfully, "I'm going to make her marry you!" "Can you force someone into marriage?" I asked jokingly. "Yes, I've come up with another plan!" She said smugly, "It's a 'make-a-dead' scheme!" So she quietly told me her plan. I deliberately said, "Absolutely not." She said, "It's okay. Mommy loves you very much, and if you do something wrong, she will definitely forgive you!" After her repeated persuasion, I finally agreed to give it a try. Third time.Under Alan's meticulous planning, our whole family went on a trip to Jiujiang, Jiangxi Province. We rented a two-bedroom suite in a high-end hotel on Mount Lu in Jiujiang. We planned to stay there for a month to escape the hot summer. The scenery of Mount Lu was truly like a fairyland, refreshing and invigorating. We visited one scenic spot each day and had a wonderful time. One day, after returning from the Immortal Peak, Alan suggested we have a good drink, which my mother and I agreed to. She arranged for the hotel to deliver food and drinks to our room. After showering, we all sat around the table. The whole family drank heartily, enjoying the bliss of family life. Laughter filled the air, and we frequently raised our glasses. Alan and I kept urging my mother to drink. She happily accepted, saying with great joy, "This is wonderful! Children, I haven't had such a good time in years!" That day, everyone drank quite a bit, especially my mother. I'm usually the biggest drinker, but I only restrained myself because Alan reminded me beforehand. This was part of Alan's plan. By ten o'clock that night, Mom was already a bit tipsy. Her face was flushed, her eyes were hazy, and perhaps because she was feeling hot, she unconsciously unbuttoned her coat and leaned back in her chair. At Alan's suggestion, she stood up and danced gracefully. Although she was unsteady on her feet due to the alcohol, her slender figure and swaying waist made her movements very beautiful. As she danced, she softly sang a light, lyrical tune, her clear, bright eyes occasionally flashing with captivating charm. We all applauded for her. She happily said, "I'm so happy today! I haven't danced and sung like this in years!" After dancing and resting for a while, she said she wanted to sleep. Alan and I helped her into our bedroom. This was also part of Alan's plan. Mommy was drunk and disoriented. We helped her lie down, and she quickly fell into a deep sleep, her eyes closed and her cheeks flushed, like a begonia in the rain. After a while, Alan and I exchanged a smile, and Alan tentatively nudged her and called to her, but she seemed oblivious. Seeing that Mommy was sleeping soundly, Alan began to loosen her clothes. When her snow-white, full breasts were suddenly revealed, I turned away in embarrassment. Alan immediately exclaimed coquettishly, "Oh dear, why aren't you helping me? You're going to exhaust me! You're such a bookworm, a hypocrite! In a little while, you'll be embracing this stunning beauty and making love to her, and now you're still pretending to be refined!" I turned back around and saw that Alan had already unbuttoned my mother-in-law's coat and bra, revealing her breasts, her nipples high and firm, like small red dates, vibrant and captivating. Alan had pulled her trousers down to her flat stomach. Bathed in the lamplight, her pink buttocks and snowy thighs shone brightly, the white mound of her pubic area covered with sparse, dark pubic hair. It was all so beautiful. I was so engrossed in admiring it that I didn't know how to help. Alan noticed my expression and chuckled, her phoenix eyes narrowing as she looked at me with a seductive voice, "You lecher! Stop looking, come help me first, and you'll have your turn to admire her later!" "What do you want me to do?" I stammered, still standing there, because I really didn't know how to help. Alan laughed and said, "Pick her up, let me undress her, you can only admire a beautiful woman when she's naked!" "Okay!" I said, moving closer and gently lifting her soft, delicate body. I hadn't expected Mommy, so tall and muscular, to be so light; I estimated she weighed no more than fifty kilograms. She was completely drunk, her body as limp as a noodle, her limbs and neck hanging limply downwards. Moreover, when Alan removed her hairpin, her hair bun loosened, and her long, thick, black hair cascaded to the ground like a waterfall. I really wanted to lean down and kiss her snow-white breasts, but how could I do that in front of Alan? With Alan's close cooperation, the beauty was quickly stripped naked, her jade body lying across the bed. With her soft breathing, her high, firm breasts rose and fell, and her flat stomach undulated gently. Alan said sweetly, "My lovely groom, do you need me to take your clothes off too?" I quickly replied, "No, no, I can do it myself! Go to sleep!" "Wow! You can't wait! Why are you chasing me away?" Alan said playfully, "I want to watch you two make love!" I stammered, "How could I!" She chuckled and said, "What, your face is red again! Ah, the groom is embarrassed! Okay, I should leave! I wish you happiness!" With that, she gracefully left, making a face at me before closing the door. I stood by the bed, gazing at this stunning beauty's sleeping posture for a long time. Her skin was snow-white, with a rosy glow; her figure was slender yet voluptuous, her limbs long and round like lotus roots, without an ounce of excess fat; her face, flushed from the wine, resembled a blooming peach blossom, breathtakingly beautiful. My heart pounded with excitement. I bent down, leaning close to her, and gently kissed her small, full lips. I inhaled the rich, sweet fragrance emanating from her, a fragrance like osmanthus and musk, and was completely captivated. I gently caressed her incredibly supple skin; it was so delicate and smooth, so easy to touch. As I grasped her breasts and kneaded them lightly, I noticed a fine layer of sweat in her cleavage. Involuntarily, I extended my tongue to lick and suck at it, finding it so sweet. Perhaps my caresses startled her awake, or perhaps my licking made her aware of me; a soft moan escaped her throat, and her body trembled slightly. Her beautiful eyes, which had been tightly closed moments before, now parted slightly, her lips slightly parted, opening and closing rhythmically. This expression, this sound, this movement, amplified my lust even further. I quickly stripped off my clothes, gently climbed onto her body, and parted her legs. Her vaginal opening was moist, and my thick, hard penis entered effortlessly, little by little, until it was fully inside! Her body trembled slightly, but she didn't struggle or resist, lying limply on the bed, letting me do as I pleased. It seemed she was truly too drunk to move, but I couldn't tell if she was still conscious, because with each thrust, she let out a soft moan. This indicated she was responding, but it was likely a physiological rather than a psychological one. I saw her lips moving, so I stopped and listened closely. I heard a soft, nightingale-like sound from her throat: "Oh...uh...I..." I couldn't determine whether her reaction was physiological or psychological. Fortunately, according to Alan's plan, it was intentional that she knew we had been intimate, creating a "fait accompli" situation. Therefore, I wasn't afraid of her knowing I had assaulted her. So her reaction didn't frighten me; instead, it encouraged my heroic spirit. I thrust powerfully and passionately, feeling the love juices gushing forth from her vagina like a spring, so smooth and lubricating. Her vagina was incredibly tight, unlike that of a woman who had given birth; it felt more like that of a young girl. I was like a mad bee ravaging a flower, showing no mercy! Soon, my climax arrived, a torrent of pleasure gushing forth from her tender opening, so pleasurable, so utterly satisfying! As soon as I stopped, her body trembled, and her moans became high-pitched. It turned out that she, too, had experienced the joy of climax in her dream. Afraid of hurting her, I got off her. I lay beside her, gently turning her to face me, holding her tightly in my arms. I couldn't help but kiss her beautiful face and lips, my hands caressing her body. Her plump, rounded buttocks were incredibly soft, smooth to the touch, and incredibly elastic. I further caressed her large breasts; her nipples had become very hard. After a while, my penis became erect again, so I climbed on top of her and we began a new round of intercourse. I was puzzled; she was in a state of deep absorption, and should have been completely unresponsive, yet her vagina remained constantly moist and secreted copious amounts of fluid. I was thrilled, relentlessly making love with the sexy, beautiful sleeping beauty, experiencing immense pleasure. Around five in the morning, Alan quietly came in, smiled mysteriously at me, and said in a sweet voice, "My great hero, how many times have we done it?" I shook my head and said, "I can't remember!" She reached under the covers, grasped my erection, and exclaimed, "Wow! You've been doing it all night, and you're still so hard! That's amazing!" She took off her robe and crawled into the covers, lying on the other side of Mommy's bed, saying, "While Mommy hasn't woken up yet, you should get some sleep. I'll stay here and watch over her. When Mommy wakes up, there will definitely be a storm of crying. I'll come to your rescue then." I turned over, but Alan said, "Hey! Such a beautiful woman, why don't you sleep with her!" I said somewhat embarrassedly, "That way, when she wakes up, she'll immediately realize I've molested her!" "Idiot! Isn't our goal to let her know?" I nodded in understanding, then turned my mother-in-law around, held her tightly in my arms, pressed her face against my chest, and placed one of my legs between hers, pressing against that mysterious area. Exhausted, I fell asleep. I slept soundly until nearly midnight.It was noon. In my sleep, I heard a series of shouts and was being pushed around. I opened my eyes and saw that Mommy was already awake. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and she was furious. "I know I'm having sex in my dream, but in my hazy state, I thought it was you, my sweetheart, still alive, entwined with me. I was so drunk I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes, otherwise, I would never have allowed you to do this to me!" As she spoke, she turned around and pounded her two small fists on my chest, yelling, "Ouch, you damned pervert! You've made me hurt so much down there, I must be injured; and my body is all wet down there, like I've been soaking in water. You can see how badly you abused me last night!" "Mommy, I love you, and I really want to marry you!" Knowing I was in the wrong, I didn't dare to argue, and I didn't know how to comfort her, so I reached out and put my arm around her waist. She seemed not to notice and continued to scold me: "Wow!" "Just because you love me doesn't mean you can marry me! Have you forgotten our relationship? I'm your mother-in-law!" Alan quickly intervened, "Mommy, you're so dirty, can I help you take a bath?" She didn't object, so Alan helped her sit up and get out of bed naked. She didn't even suggest putting on clothes. I think she probably felt that since I had already taken her, there was no need to worry about being seen anymore. But as soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt dizzy and collapsed by the bed. "Ah Hao, come help!" Alan shouted, "Carry Mommy into the bathroom, I'll run the water!" "Okay!" "I agreed, and without even putting on my clothes, I got out of bed naked, gently picked up the limp beauty, and carried her to the bathroom. She didn't object, closing her eyes and nestling in my arms. I carried her into the bathtub filled with water, sat down, and let her snuggle in my arms, then Alan bathed her. She kept her beautiful eyes closed, motionless, letting us do as we pleased. After the bath, Alan asked, "Mommy, we're done. Shall we go back to the room?" She didn't open her eyes, just nodded slightly, still nestled in my arms. "Ah Hao!" Alan commanded, "Carry Mommy back to the room!" "Which room?" I asked. "Our room, of course!" Alan scolded sweetly, "Mommy's body is so weak, how can you bear to let her suffer alone any longer! Mommy, don't you think so?" My mother-in-law didn't comment. I carried her back to the room. Alan had already removed the stained sheets and replaced them with clean ones, then laid a large bath towel on top to dry her mother. I put her on the bed, and Alan dried her off and covered her with a light blanket. She opened her eyes and whispered, "Bring me my clothes." "Oh, my dear Mommy!" Alan said playfully, "We're not going out today, why do you need clothes?" "You crazy girl, it's broad daylight, how can you be naked! And there's a man in the room!" she said coquettishly. "Alright, my beautiful lady! This man isn't a stranger. Last night, you lay in his arms like a docile kitten, he saw and touched every part of your body to his heart's content, you made love all night long, why pretend to be a moralist!" The mother-in-law's face flushed red to her ears, and she quickly covered her face with her hands. Alan, however, joked, "Look, I only said one sentence, and you're already this shy! Well then, since I was the one who started this, I deserve punishment. I'll just sleep naked with you. Last night you two were making such a racket, I couldn't sleep a wink!" Saying this, he also slipped into the covers. The mother-in-law said shyly in a low voice, "You have the nerve to say that! It wasn't my choice; I fell into the trap of you two little devils!" "Saying this, I turned away, deliberately ignoring my daughter. Since I hadn't been scolded by my mother-in-law, it seemed she had forgiven me. A weight was finally lifted from my heart. She couldn't get out of bed all day; even her meals were brought to her bed by Alan and me, who helped her sit up to eat. That evening, my mother-in-law wanted to go back to her own room, but Alan firmly disagreed, insisting on continuing to take care of her mother. My mother-in-law didn't insist, but she resolutely refused to let me share a blanket with her. So, she covered herself with a blanket, while Alan and I shared one. Alan deliberately exclaimed in a flirtatious tone, "Hey, you heroes, you had so much fun yesterday, but you left me alone in that room. You have to make it up to me today! I want it!" I said, "Keep your voice down! Mommy's sleeping." "No! Give it to me, I really want it!" "She moaned softly. I had no choice but to go for it. As the climax approached, she cried out. I kept an eye on my mother-in-law's reaction, afraid she would get angry, and I saw her cover her head with the blanket. But I thought, she couldn't possibly be asleep. Alan's moans grew louder and louder. I noticed that my mother-in-law's blanket was trembling slightly; it seemed she was also affected. Then, she suddenly got up, wrapped herself in the blanket, and rushed out. At that moment, I was thrusting hard and naturally had no time to pay attention to her. When Alan reached her climax and closed her eyes to rest, I put on my clothes and went to check on my mother-in-law. I pushed open the door and found her curled up, moaning softly. I asked, "Mommy, are you alright?" "Don't worry about me, just get out!" she answered softly without opening her eyes. I agreed and leaned down to kiss her lips. Her body trembled slightly, and she quickly pushed me away, scolding sharply, "You dare to mess around! Get out!" I had no choice but to leave, return to the room, and lie down next to Alan after taking off my clothes. She was already awake and playfully asked, "How are you? Did you run into a snag?" I timidly replied, "I saw Mommy leave and got worried, so I went to check if she was sick." "Hmph! That sounds nice, but you must have gone to flirt with your sweetheart and failed, right?"

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