Mother and daughter both received

Chapter 1: Mistakenly Calling My Wife's Parents "Sister"

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 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 to marry. My wish finally came true. At the end of the year before last,

I met a girl named Li Lan, whom I'll call Alan. She was eighteen years old that year, a nurse at a large hospital,

very beautiful, with a perfect figure, and very upright, gentle, virtuous, innocent, and lively. Her

father was a senior employee who unfortunately passed away early. Her only relative is her mother,

Murong Huiru, a professor of Chinese literature at a university in Hong Kong. She is skilled in literary criticism and frequently

publishes that have a great influence. I had long known of this famous scholar, both at home and abroad, and had admired her

for a long time, but we had never met. Therefore, after meeting Alan, I specifically 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 we met, Alan and I 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 ahead. 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 evident in her very bones;

tall, 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,

lively , and innocent nature; instead, 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 certainly wasn't 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. I was abruptly jolted from my reverie.

She smiled at me and said, "Alan said you were coming today, so I waited for you at home. Please come in and

sit down.

"

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 , 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 threw herself into my

arms, kissed me, and shouted, "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."

She thought for a moment, "Hmm, based on what you described, 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." 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, "Ah Hao,

come, let me introduce you to my sister!" She burst into laughter before finishing her sentence, 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 greet your mother-in-law!" Alan said, deliberately putting on a stern face.

"You crazy girl, so rude!" The woman lightly slapped Alan on the back, smiling,

"Mr. Li, it's all my fault for not introducing myself earlier. I am Alan's mother, my name is

Murong Huiru."

"Ah!" My face turned bright red, and I said in surprise, "Auntie, I'm sorry!" She walked

over to me, made me sit down, and sat beside me, patting my hand, saying, "..."Please don't mind!

My daughter has absolutely no manners; 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..."

"Sheng, you're a few years older than Alan, so please help her a lot in the future and try to correct her childish temper. I'm always worried

she'll be rude in front of others, that wouldn't be good. From now on, this is your home, so

come back often, or your aunt 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 to the dining room. Her fingers were

slender and soft, making me feel awkward and my heart pounding. After we sat down, my aunt raised her glass first

and said, "Welcome, Hao, to our home for the first time today. From now on, treat this place as your home and

come back often! Come, let's have a drink!" After eating for a while, she asked, "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's delicious!"

Alan playfully exclaimed, "Hao, you should toast your sister!" "

My aunt immediately pinched her ear: 'Don't be so presumptuous!' Then she said 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 thirty-six. I got married early, at sixteen, and had Alan 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, which masks my actual age.

'

I smiled and nodded, saying, 'Yes, I think you're at most twenty-five. It's funny, when

Alan told me that my aunt was a professor in the literature department at a university, I imagined she must 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 drew laughter from everyone.

I thought to myself: my age falls somewhere between them, mother and daughter—eight years older than Alan and

nine years . At this thought, a novel idea immediately popped into my head: both mother and daughter were exceptionally beautiful

, their complexions radiant, their skin glowing like pearls, truly a pair of unparalleled beauties. And their

personalities were so distinct: one innocent and lively, the other gentle and elegant—truly a pair of gems. Her

aunt wasn't much older than me; if I had met her first, perhaps I would have pursued her with all my might!

That day, the atmosphere... It was a very harmonious time, and everyone quickly became familiar with each other.

I really liked this family. Alan was smart, lively, and understanding, and naturally cared a lot about me.

My aunt was kind-hearted, gentle, and virtuous, with high cultural and moral standards. She

had an elegant demeanor and spoke appropriately; we got along very well. I admired her from the bottom of my heart, and she repeatedly said

she liked me very much.

After that, I visited twice a week. My aunt was warm and generous, never treating me like an outsider. If she needed

my help with anything at home, she would call me; if she made something delicious, she would invite me

back . In addition, they made me a lot of trendy, high-end clothes. I felt completely at ease here and experienced the warmth of

family .

My second honeymoon was joyful, but I couldn't forget my mother's loneliness

. Soon after, Alan and I held our wedding ceremony. The wedding was held in a church, followed by

a banquet at a large hotel. Many guests came that day, including Alan's colleagues and friends, as well as

teachers from my mother-in-law's school. The atmosphere was very lively. Our new home was in Alan's house.

We returned around 8 PM. After getting out of the car, my aunt took Alan's and my hands and led us to...

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 , right next to my aunt's suite. There was a door connecting the two suites. My aunt

was very happy today, dressed exceptionally fashionably and looking radiant. Anyone who didn't know her would think she was the bride.

After seeing us into the room, she said to Alan and me, "Children, I wish you happiness!"

Alan happily rushed into her mother's arms, hugging her neck and kissing her repeatedly, until my mother-in-law exclaimed, "

Oh dear , you're kissing me so hard I can't breathe! Save your energy for kissing your Prince Charming!"

"Mommy's naughty! Naughty! You're teasing your daughter!" "Alan shouted, lightly pounding her chest with both hands: "

In the future, I'll find you a husband too, and on your wedding day, I'll make you laugh!" Auntie's face flushed

instantly , and she grabbed Alan's hands, ready to slap her.

"Wow! Mommy's face is red! So beautiful, like a peach blossom!" Alan said, laughing as she ran away.

Mother and daughter chased each other around the room, leaving me behind.

Finally, Mother caught her daughter, gave her two slaps on the bottom, then pulled her

to saying, "Ah Hao! She's yours now, you have to keep a close eye on her!"

At this moment, Alan, covered in sweat, went into the bathroom to shower. Only Auntie and I remained in the room. She walked up

to me and said, "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, she wrapped her arms around my waist and said, "Ah Hao, you also have to kiss Mommy's face

and lips!" "As she spoke, she raised her head, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her cherry lips pursed, much like she was asking her lover for a kiss .

At that moment, for some reason, I suddenly felt a kind of emotion towards her, not

the kind of emotion I felt for my mother-in-law, but more like the kind of attachment I felt for my lover. I lightly kissed her cheeks and lips a few times,

then released 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, any woman

who sees you will fall in love with you, so you must not 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. 'I want to express my feelings for you ...'"i=68>I'll tell you a secret: even I've fallen in love with you! If Alan hadn't met you first, I would definitely have married you! 　　Hearing this, I exclaimed excitedly, "Ah! Mommy, you think the same way I do! From the moment I met you..."

From day one, I fell in love with you too! I've thought more than once: if I hadn't met Alan first, I

would definitely have pursued you! Saying this, he passionately pulled her tightly into his arms and kissed her cherry lips

a few times.

Her body trembled again, and she quickly pushed me away, saying, "Ah Hao, don't do this! I only meant

if you hadn't met Alan.""But now, I am your mother-in-law, and you are my son-in-law. Our relationship

is settled; you can't have any improper thoughts now! Let me go! It would be very bad if Alan saw this!"

She pulled me by the hand and led me to the sofa, saying, "Ahao, 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 her 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 face flushed, and she said softly, "This…it's indescribable…you'll experience it for

yourself!"

She continued, "What I want to tell you is that before a girl has sexual intercourse, she's called a virgin, and there's a hymen at the vaginal opening .

So, during the first time you have sex, 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 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, pull out a little, and then go in deeper. This way, Alan's pain

will be less."

I said, "Auntie, I understand. If it really doesn't work, I won't go in today!"

She smiled mysteriously, patted my face, and said, "I'm just afraid you won't be able to control yourself! Hey!

What did you just call me? Why did you call me Auntie!"

I quickly changed my address: "Mommy!"

"Hey!" She happily stroked my face, saying, "What a good boy!" I took the opportunity

to her closer. She didn't object, nestled against me with her eyes closed, seemingly boneless. I

held her waist with one hand and lifted her chin with the other, noticing her cherry lips trembling. I gently kissed her,

slipping my tongue into her mouth. She seemed utterly intoxicated, her lips slightly parted to receive my tongue.

Suddenly, she snapped out of it, quickly pushing me away and pulling herself out of my arms, whispering, "

Oh dear , I completely forgot I'm your mother! But, Hao, you're truly captivating!"

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, "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, and 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, 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 Suddenly, Alan actively thrust her hips, urging me to thrust.

I asked her, "Do you need it?"

She opened her eyes slightly and said shyly, "Yes, I do, 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 with the force of a storm. Finally, I ejaculated inside her. Alan trembled all over and held me

tightly . I felt her vagina contracting 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 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'm so happy!" I asked, "Darling, are you still in pain?

" She said, "It hurt a lot at first, but it doesn't hurt anymore. I feel so good!" 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 prepared

lunch .

"Mommy!" Alan called out.

She greeted us in the living room, smiling as she said, "The little bird has finally left the nest! Come and eat.

""Mommy!" Alan blushed and threw himself into her arms.

She pushed her daughter away, sat down, and said, "Did you have a good wedding night? Look how red Alan's eyes are."

She added, "She cried all night, keeping me awake all night."

"Mommy's naughty!" Alan threw herself into her arms, pounding her chest, crying, "Don't

tell !"

"Okay, I won't!" She continued smiling, stroking her daughter's hair, and winking at me mysteriously

. She whispered in her daughter's ear, "Does it still hurt?"

Alan said, "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 . I also felt that the way I looked at her was somewhat inappropriate.

That night, Alan and I made love several more times. As we were embracing and kissing sweetly, I suddenly

heard moans coming from my mother-in-law's room. I 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 with her hands. 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 to a woman! I can't be without you for a moment now!"

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, considerate,

and with a high social standing; 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 someone?"

She nodded. "Let's talk about it when we have the chance!" 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 said to me half-jokingly, '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 can we find

another one !" She then added slyly, "Hey! It seems Mommy has her eye on you. How about

I transfer 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 earnestly, "Hey! I have an idea, but I don't know if it's feasible?"

I asked, "Tell me about it."

She said, "I want to persuade Mommy to really marry you!"

Her words were astonishing! I was stunned and shook my head repeatedly, saying, "How can you do that!"

She said, "Ah Hao, I'm serious! Anyway, the three of us already live together, we

just don't sleep together anymore. If we ask 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, "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's 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, loved Mommy very much, but I just didn't want to say it outright. So I asked again, "Then... will Mommy agree

?"

She said, "If you really agree, let me persuade her!" I said, "I'd be more than happy to, but I'm afraid Mommy won't agree! It all depends on 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 turned 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'd 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 completely illogical!" 　　"No! I'm not willing to just let it go like this!" she said softly, somewhat resentfully, "I insist she marry you!"

"Could you force me into marriage?" I asked jokingly.

"Yes, I've come up with another plan!" she said smugly. "It's a

scheme to turn the deed into a done deal!" She then quietly explained her plan to me.

I said it was absolutely impossible. She said, "It's alright. 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. Under Alan's meticulous arrangements, our whole family

traveled to mainland China. In Lushan, Jiujiang, Jiangxi, we rented a two-bedroom

suite in a high-end hotel. We planned to stay there for a month to escape the hot summer. The scenery of Lushan 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 having a good drink, which Mommy and I

agreed to. She had the hotel deliver food and drinks to our room. After showering, we all sat around the table.

The family drank heartily, carefree, enjoying the bliss of family life. Laughter filled the air, and they frequently raised their glasses.

Alan and I repeatedly urged Mom to drink, and she readily agreed. She said, "This is so

wonderful !

Children, I haven't had such a good time in years!" That day, everyone drank quite a bit, especially

Mom. I'm usually the biggest drinker, but Alan reminded me beforehand, so I tried to restrain

myself.

This was part of Alan's plan.

By ten o'clock that night, Mom was already somewhat out of control due to the alcohol. Her face was flushed, her beautiful eyes

were hazy , and perhaps because she felt 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 and lyrical tune, her clear

and bright eyes occasionally flashing with a captivating charm. We all applauded for her. She happily exclaimed, "I'm so happy

today ! I haven't danced and sung like this in years!"

After the dance, she rested briefly and said she wanted to sleep. Alan and I helped her into our bedroom.

This was also Alan's plan. Mom was still drunk and disoriented, letting us help her lie down. She

quickly fell asleep, her eyes closed, her cheeks slightly flushed, truly 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 Mom was sleeping

soundly, Alan began to loosen her clothes. When her snow-white, full breasts were suddenly revealed, I turned away

shyly .

Alan exclaimed, "Oh dear, aren't you coming to help? 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 around again and saw that Alan had already unbuttoned my mother-in-law's coat and bra,

revealing her breasts, her mounds high and firm, the two nipples like small red dates, vibrant and captivating. Her trousers were

pulled down to below her flat stomach. Under the lamplight, her pink buttocks and snowy thighs were smooth and radiant,

the white 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.

Seeing my expression, Alan chuckled and squinted her phoenix eyes at me, saying, "

You lecher! Stop staring, 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 take off her clothes, so we can admire

her !"

"Okay." I said as I moved forward and gently lifted her soft, delicate body. I hadn't expected

Mommy, who was so tall and muscular, to be so light, I estimated she weighed no more than fifty kilograms. She was completely drunk

at this moment , her body as limp as a noodle, her limbs and neck hanging limply downwards. Moreover,

when Alan removed her hairpin, her hair bun came undone, and her thick, black hair cascaded

to the ground like a waterfall. I really wanted to lean down and kiss those snow-white breasts, but how

could ? With Alan's close cooperation, the beauty was quickly stripped naked, her jade-like body lying sprawled

on the bed. With her soft breathing, her breasts rose and fell, her flat stomach

rippling gently.

Alan said, "My lovely groom, do you need me to undress you 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, "What, your face is red again! Ah, the groom is embarrassed! Okay, I

should excuse myself! I wish you happiness!" With that, she gracefully left, making

a face at me before turning back to close the door.

I stood before the bed, gazing for a long time at the sleeping beauty. 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 surged with emotion. I bent down, leaned close to her, and gently kissed her small, full

lips , inhaling the rich, musky fragrance emanating from her. I was intoxicated. I

gently stroked her incredibly supple skin, so delicate and tender, so smooth to the touch.

When I grasped her breasts and gently kneaded them, 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 touch startled her awake, or perhaps my licking alerted her; a soft moan escaped

her throat , and her body trembled slightly.

Those beautiful eyes, which had been tightly closed just moments before, now

parted slightly, and her cherry lips moved rhythmically, opening and closing. The expression, the voice, the movement …i=70> This suddenly intensified my sexual desire. I quickly stripped off my clothes, gently climbed onto her body, and parted her legs. Her vaginal opening was wet, and my 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 mental one.

I saw her lips moving, so I stopped and listened intently. I heard

a soft, nightingale-like sound from her throat: "Oh...uh...I..."

I couldn't determine whether it was a physiological or psychological reaction. Fortunately, Alan's plan

was to deliberately let her know that we had been intimate, creating a "fait accompli" outcome. Therefore, I

wasn't afraid of her knowing I had assaulted her. So her reaction didn't frighten me; instead, it

encouraged . I thrust passionately, feeling the love juices in her vagina

gushing out like a spring, so lubricating. Her vagina was incredibly tight, unlike

that ; it felt more like that of a young girl.

I was like a mad bee plunging into a flower, showing no mercy! Soon, my climax arrived,

a torrent of pleasure gushing 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 she

had also experienced the joy of orgasm 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 , my hands caressing her body. Her full, rounded buttocks were incredibly soft, smooth to the touch,

and incredibly elastic. I further caressed her breasts; her nipples had become very hard.

After a while, my penis hardened again, so I climbed on top of her and began a new round of lovemaking.

I was puzzled. She was in a state of deep ecstasy, and should have been completely unresponsive, yet her vagina

remained constantly moist and secreted copious amounts of fluid.

I was thrilled and continued to make love with Sleeping Beauty, thoroughly enjoying myself.

Around five in the morning, Alan quietly entered, smiled mysteriously at me, and said, "My great

hero, how many times have you 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 it's still so

hard ! That's amazing!"

She took off her robe, slipped under the covers, and lay down on the other side of Mommy, 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."

So I turned over. Alan said, "Hey! Such a beautiful woman, why don't you just sleep with her in your arms!

"

I said somewhat embarrassedly, "That way, wouldn't she immediately realize I've been harassing her when she wakes up?

"

"Fool! Isn't that exactly what we want her to know?"

I nodded knowingly, then turned my mother-in-law around, held her tightly in my arms, let her

face press against my chest, and placed one of my legs between hers, pressing against that mysterious area,

before falling asleep exhausted.

I slept until almost noon. In my sleep, I heard a series of shouts and felt myself being

pushed. I opened my eyes and saw that my mother-in-law had woken up. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and she shouted angrily, "

Ah! It's you! Ahao, let me go!" She tried to break free from my embrace.

But the alcohol had made her weak, and my embrace was very strong, with one of my legs between hers,

so she couldn't escape.

Just then, Alan woke up and said to me, "Ahao, let go of Mommy!"

As soon as I released her, my mother-in-law immediately turned around, threw herself into Alan's arms, and

cried out in anguish, "Alan, what's going on? How did I end up sleeping in your room? Ahao

molested , do you know that?"

"Mommy, please calm down," Alan said, wiping away her tears as she hugged her. "

I know about it. I made Ahao do it. Listen to me, we meant well. We

arranged this to relieve your loneliness! I really hope you can marry Ahao!"

"No! No! Absolutely not! You two little devils, how could you play such a trick on Mommy!" She continued

to cry out, "How can I face anyone after this! Waaah!" She cried so bitterly.

"Mommy," Alan continued, "Good Mommy, it's too late now, the deed is done.

Why are you still so stubborn?"

My mother-in-law stopped talking and struggled to sit up. But as soon as she lifted herself up, she

collapsed weakly back . She simply had no strength left. Looking at her pitiful state, I truly regretted my actions!

She covered her face and sobbed, helplessly recounting, "In my sleep, I knew I was making love, 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 fists

on my chest, yelling, "Oh, you damned pervert! You've made me hurt

so much , I must be injured; and my body is all wet down there, like I've been soaking in water.

It shows how badly you violated me last night!"

"Mommy, I love you, I truly want to marry you!" Knowing I was in the wrong, I didn't dare argue, and

didn't know how to comfort her. I reached out and put my arm around her waist, but she seemed oblivious, continuing to scold me.

"Wow! You think you can marry me just because you love 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, and Alan helped her sit up, getting out of bed naked. She didn't even suggest putting on clothes .i=69> She was submissive. I think she probably felt that since I had already taken her, she no longer needed to worry about being seen. 　　But as soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt dizzy and collapsed by the bed. 　　"Ah Hao, come help!" Ah Lan cried, "You carry Mommy into the bathroom, I'll go run the water first."

"Okay!" I replied, 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, keeping her eyes closed and nestled in my arms.

I carried her into the bathtub filled with hot water, sat down, and let her snuggle in my arms, while

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, "Mommy's body is so weak, how can you

bear to let her suffer alone! Mommy, don't you think so?"

My mother-in-law didn't comment.

I carried her back to the room. By this time, Alan had removed the stained sheets and replaced them with a

clean one, 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. Only then did she

open her eyes and whisper, "Bring me my clothes."

"Oh, my dear Mommy," Alan said playfully, "Why are you wearing clothes if we're not going out today!

"

"You crazy girl, what kind of behavior is it to be naked in broad daylight! And there's a man in the room too,"

she said coquettishly.

"Alright, my beautiful lady! This man isn't a stranger. Last night, you were lying in his

arms as docile as a kitten. He saw and touched every part of your body to his heart's content. You

were making love all night long, and you're still pretending to be a moralist!"

The mother-in-law's face turned 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 so shy! Well then, I'm the one who caused

this so I should be punished. I'll just sleep naked with you too. Last night

, you two were making noise and kept me awake all night!" Saying this, she also crawled into the quilt.

My mother-in-law said shyly in a low voice, "You still have the nerve to say that! It wasn't my choice, I fell into

the trap of you two little devils!"

Saying this, she turned away, deliberately ignoring her 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 had to be brought to her bed by Alan and me, who helped her sit up

to eat.

That night, my mother-in-law wanted to go back to her own room, but Alan firmly disagreed, saying she wanted to continue

taking 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 shouted, "Hey, you big 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 cried sweetly.

I had no choice but to give in to her. As the climax approached, she cried out.

I was watching my mother-in-law's reaction closely, afraid she would get angry, and I saw her cover her head with the blanket. But I thought

it was impossible for her to fall asleep.

Alan's cries 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 sat up, wrapped herself in the blanket, and rushed out. At that moment, I was thrusting

vigorously 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, take off my clothes, and lie down next to Alan. She was already awake and asked mischievously

, "How are you? Did you run into a snag?"

I stammered, "I saw Mommy leave and I was worried, so I went to check if she was sick."

"Hmph! That sounds nice. You must have gone to flirt with your crush, but you didn't succeed, is that right?

" she said.

"I didn't flirt," I argued. "I just wanted to see her, but she chased me away."

"Haha, just as I expected!" Alan said smugly. "But you're too hasty.

I noticed from the way Mom looked at you this morning that she doesn't hate you. Mom is currently

in . On one hand, she likes you very much and wants to marry you; on the other hand, she's worried about violating ethics. So you

can't rush things now. You need to find a way to break down her shame and incestuous feelings,

and then entice her to comply."

I said, "What can I do!"

Alan thought for a moment and said, "How about this? In a couple of days, I'll make an excuse to go down the mountain to visit an old classmate and

leave for two weeks. It'll just be you and her here. You can try to cultivate your relationship, okay?"

I thought this was a good idea, so I agreed to try it.

Two days later, Alan told Mom that she was going down the mountain to visit a friend. Upon hearing this, my mother-in-law's face flushed

crimson. She exclaimed in alarm, "How can that be! Alan, you can't leave just the two of us here! Please

!" Alan said she had already made a promise and couldn't break it.

That Only my mother-in-law and I remained.

After Alan left, my mother-in-law remained silent all day, treating me with a lukewarm, yet polite, demeanor, as if I

were a stranger. Besides eating, reading, and watching television, she would go for walks alone, her brow

always furrowed. I offered to accompany her several times, but she always politely declined, only occasionally agreeing to

go . However, no matter how much I tried to talk to her, she remained completely silent.

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