Rural mothers-in-law are really amazing.

The weather was unusually hot and humid after the busy farming season. That day happened to be the village's traditional sacrificial day, also the most important festival. For five consecutive days, no one visited each other, nor did they work in the fields; they could only stay home and sincerely worship the earth god, hoping that heaven would continue to bless them with favorable weather. That day, we got up early because this was the first sacrificial day I had spent at her house. The first day of the sacrifice was especially important; the whole family had to bathe and burn incense, and dinner was prepared to be exceptionally lavish, including five days of drinking white wine brewed from five grains. Sexual intercourse was only allowed after midnight that night. The mother and daughter had been cleaning the house and preparing the food and wine since early morning, and I naturally took my seat at dinner. The whole family started eating, and I was shocked by their drinking capacity; I had never imagined that women could drink so much. I myself have always been a lightweight, especially with this homemade wine, which was extremely pure and potent. After only a few cups, I felt dizzy and lightheaded. That evening, because I had important matters to attend to, I didn't urge them to drink, but the mother and daughter drank their cups in one gulp. In the past, on sacrificial days, village elders would pray on behalf of widows without men in their households. Now, finally, there was a man in the house, and a man respected by the villagers. The mother-in-law was increasingly happy, frequently raising her cup with her daughter. As midnight approached, both mother and daughter were unsteady on their feet and their tongues were numb. I, on the other hand, had a splitting headache and just wanted to find a place to collapse and sleep. Seeing that it was time and fearing they might delay important matters, the mother and daughter helped me up. Although I was dizzy, I wasn't the type to lose my bearings after a couple of drinks, so I told them to go to sleep. So the mother and daughter staggered back to their rooms.

At that moment, I drank a bowl of strong tea in one gulp, washed my face with a ladle of water to clear my head, and then knelt before the altar, chanting like the elders, praying for continued blessings from heaven... After the simple ritual, my stomach churned, and I hurriedly struggled to run outside to vomit. The bright moonlight hung in the sky that night, and the cool breeze of midnight brought a refreshing feeling. I returned to the main room, closed the door, and stumbled back to my bedroom. Although I was lying in bed, I felt as if I were floating in the air, extremely uncomfortable, and couldn't fall asleep at all. The body beside me was hot from the alcohol, and the heat aroused the sandalwood incense I had been burning, making me even more sleepless. Annoyed by the heat, I kicked the blanket to the foot of the bed, pressing my entire body against my wife's back. The hot buttocks touching my penis, I suddenly felt aroused. Seeing that it was already past midnight, I wanted to shake my wife awake and have some fun. But the mound of flesh beside me remained motionless, like a log. She moved the camera down, pointing her vulva at the camera. Through her see-through panties, I could clearly see the shape of her vulva, like a small steamed bun, with thick labia. I typed to her: "Your labia are so plump." She replied with a tongue-out emoji. That's how we met. From then on, I went to her chat room every day just to see her. At night, I'd go to the local escort website she159.com to watch her performance, and gradually we started talking more and more. Sometimes we'd chat on QQ while at work; at home, I'd experience alternative sex, just for that feeling. I liked the atmosphere there, so I forcibly removed her thong, positioned her on her side, and rubbed my unusually swollen penis with saliva at her vaginal opening. I felt a surge of heat in my chest, and it was uncomfortable not to release it, so I disregarded my wife's feelings. Even though her vaginal lubrication wasn't sufficient, I still forced my penis inside. Who knew that this would rewrite history...

My mother-in-law, though a good drinker, had drunk too much that day. In her hazy state, she felt a man climb onto her bed, tossing and turning beside her, kicking the blanket to the foot of the bed. Then he actually forcibly removed her thong and rubbed his penis at her vaginal opening. At first, I thought it was a hallucination, because I'd had similar hallucinations before, and I'd even had erotic dreams about having sex with men. But when his penis pierced my vagina, I immediately felt a real pain in my lower body and realized: this wasn't a hallucination. So this man was most likely my beloved son-in-law. Oh God… the thought jolted me awake, half-sober from the alcohol. I tried to struggle to stop him, but I had no strength left. My mind was a mess. I wanted to shout to stop my son-in-law's outrageous behavior, but I didn't know how I'd end up if I spoke. If the village found out about this adultery, I'd be locked in a pig cage and thrown into the river…

I lay on my side, still half-asleep, thrusting my penis into her vagina again and again. My wife's body swayed slightly from side to side, further arousing my desire. It had been a week since we'd done it. So I thrust in and out hard a couple hundred times, my body completely soaked in sweat. The weather was already hot and humid, and now, under the influence of alcohol, it was unbearably hot. He simply lifted his wife up, making her kneel on the edge of the bed, and grabbed her buttocks, thrusting hard into her from behind. His eyes had barely adjusted to the darkness; moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating his wife's spine, buttocks, and legs. But it was strange; how could he be performing so well? There was an indescribable pleasure! And touching his wife's buttocks and thighs, he felt the muscles were particularly firm, and the impact of his penis was incredibly elastic and pleasurable. Could it be that this homemade liquor had an aphrodisiac effect?

At this point, his mother-in-law's consciousness had mostly returned, but her body was still not entirely under her control. A peasant woman, already lacking in self-control, was now being brutally violated by her son-in-law. She must have been extremely upset. She had to think of some way to stop this absurdity. But her body, contrary to her thoughts, began to respond to her son-in-law's attacks, the sensations growing stronger with each thrust. When he fixed her body in a kneeling position, she seemed to be cooperating. Thinking about this made me want to cry, but my son-in-law's thrusting was of high quality. Each time, he pushed his penis deep into the vagina, circling it around the cervix a few times before withdrawing and then penetrating again. I hadn't experienced being penetrated for almost three years, and now it was my son-in-law who was bringing me to almost heaven. I

learned all this later. I only remember that as the alcohol dissipated with my body heat, I increasingly realized something was wrong: on the one hand, the pleasure I felt today was different from any I had ever experienced before, which probably couldn't be explained by alcohol. On the other hand, this body was different from my wife's; it was quite mature. Although the skin wasn't as delicate as my wife's, it felt wonderful to the touch. The strong muscles trembled rhythmically with each thrust of my penis, possessing a powerful beauty. By this time, I had guessed seven or eight parts of the truth, but the moonlight only illuminated the area below the shoulders of the body in front of me, making it impossible to see the room's furnishings. Thinking about this, I felt no fear. Figuring out the body's identity was the immediate priority.

I gritted my teeth and made up my mind to turn the body in front of me over. The moonlight still couldn't reach her face, but that undergarment… that undergarment wasn't my wife's…? The dark red background with a triangular embroidered border perfectly covered her genitals, her shapely body subtly revealed beneath the half-naked undergarment, incredibly sexy. I'd been using the side-lying and rear-entry positions, and since the undergarment was completely revealing from the back, I hadn't noticed. When I realized the body beneath me belonged to my mother-in-law, I gasped: What kind of situation was this? How was I going to handle this? How was I going to explain this to the mother and daughter? A series of questions flooded my mind. True to form, I was quick-witted. I thought, this absurd situation probably had to continue for now, otherwise standing there like this would only make things worse. As for how to end it, I'd think about that later… But it only took a moment, so I immediately thrust my still-erect penis back in, but I dared not lay down on top of my mother-in-law. Still afraid that eye contact would be too awkward, I knelt down, grabbed her ankles, lifted them up, and placed them on my shoulders. I thrust my hips forcefully, beginning to fondle the voluptuous, mature body before me again…

I flipped my mother-in-law over, face up. She almost cried out, but had no idea how to stop me. Just as she was panicking, her legs were lifted again by my son-in-law, and her vagina was once again filled with his penis. The pleasure of that in-and-out motion quickly spread throughout her body… I thought to myself: Has my son-in-law not noticed at all? Does he still think he's having sex with his own wife? I sensed my son-in-law unfastening his undergarment and tossing it aside, his hands kneading his breasts. The thrusts of his penis grew increasingly intense. Suddenly, an idea struck me: why not let the mistake continue? Why not exhaust myself to wear him down, then, once he's asleep, find a way to get him back to his room… This idea felt like a huge weight had been lifted, and I writhed, throwing myself wholeheartedly into the wave of lust…

From my young mother-in-law's body language, I could tell she was probably sober, but I couldn't yet guess her thoughts. Since she hadn't exposed me, things seemed easier from now on. Besides, she was overflowing with desire, seemingly extremely excited. I thought that perhaps satisfying my mother-in-law would save me from this ordeal. I threw myself into the battle… tilting my head to lick her firm, full legs resting on my shoulders, using every method imaginable for a woman—nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one… Although my mother-in-law suppressed her moans, her body was utterly seductive, inviting my thrusts. Her buttocks moved in sync with the rhythm of the penis thrusting in and out, driving me to multiple orgasms.

However, I really didn't expect that my mother-in-law, who wasn't particularly attractive, would be so skilled in bed! This wasn't playing with a woman; it was clearly being played by my mother-in-law… I wanted to bring her to ecstasy, but I ended up losing… After a few hundred thrusts, I couldn't hold back and had to surrender. So I pulled out and ejaculated on her breasts. My mother-in-law was exhausted and incredibly comfortable, and really wanted to lie in her son-in-law's arms and fall asleep… but the thought of breaking a taboo made her break out in a cold sweat. She just hoped I would fall asleep quickly… but all she did was lie there panting, and in her heart, she prayed to Buddha to take this little devil to sleep… As she was thinking this anxiously, she suddenly saw me get up, which startled her so much that she turned her face inward and didn't dare to breathe. She only heard me mutter to myself that I needed to go to the toilet; this was the only way. Then I left the room. After a while, I heard the door next door open and close. My mother-in-law finally let out a long sigh: this ending couldn't be better… After another hour or so, I knew she had quietly taken my clothes back and carefully placed them in our room. She tiptoed back and lay on the bed before remembering to clean the semen I had left on her breasts. The thick, cloudy semen instantly brought her back to the frenzied scene… My mother-in-law's face was flushed as she enjoyed the afterglow of lovemaking, cursing herself for having her three years of virginity taken by her son-in-law. She thought this must never happen again, her mind in turmoil, and it took her a long time to finally drift off to sleep…

The next day, my mother-in-law seemed flustered whenever she saw my husband and me, perhaps feeling deeply ashamed. I knew she was secretly observing me. Of course, I pretended nothing had happened, which reassured her somewhat. But at dinner, she dared not drink too much, constantly watching to see if I would get drunk and act recklessly again like the night before. I knew I wouldn't dare drink too much tonight, so it seemed like last night's events wouldn't happen again. My mother-in-law was relieved, but also a little disappointed, and went to her room to rest early…

…After a day without incident, I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. Lying in bed that night, last night's events kept replaying in my mind… My penis didn't need stimulation; just recalling my mother-in-law's full, mature body made it erect. And then my wife bent down and took my penis in her mouth, stroking it up and down. My already lewd thoughts were amplified by this stimulation, so why not push my wife down on the bed and fuck her hard? My throbbing penis slammed against my wife's labia, making a "slap slap" sound. My wife seemed surprised by her husband's performance, thrusting very hard, almost frantically. She seemed to have never been treated like this before… After a while of this pleasurable fucking, yesterday's scene resurfaced in my mind: Strange! How could my 38-year-old mother-in-law give me more pleasure than my wife, who was in her prime? ??? My mind was in turmoil, and I couldn't find a reasonable explanation. My movements became increasingly rough. In a short time, I changed positions several times.

My wife, Guihua, was miserable. She was simple-minded and had no idea what her husband was thinking. She cried and screamed as her husband's penis pounded into her. I deliberately breathed loudly, thrusting my penis deep into her vagina again and again, but the more I thrust, the more confused I became: why couldn't I shake off the scene from last night? The more confused I was, the harder I thrust. Guihua's howls filled the room. She was sweating and flushed, and she almost fainted...

My hard thrusting and loud screaming were intentional, so that my mother-in-law in the other room could hear. At that moment, she was probably suffering more than in hell: thinking, what's wrong with my daughter and son-in-law? I never hear them making such a racket normally. My daughter's moans seemed to never stop. The scene of her son-in-law ravaging her body last night flashed through her mind again… the powerful thrusts of his penis, the pleasure of reaching her core… Guizhi involuntarily squeezed her legs together, but unfortunately, there was nothing there. A cool sensation ran through her inner thighs, and when she touched it with her fingers, she found her own juices flowing out… The mother-in-law was so ashamed she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. She quickly shifted her attention elsewhere. But she couldn't stand her daughter's moans; her whole body was burning with desire. She thought about how miserable she was, her body in its prime, yet she was a widow at home. Now, her body was burning with desire, and she felt like she was dying… Just as she was trying her best to resist the lust, the moans from next door finally stopped. It seemed her son-in-law had ejaculated. The mother-in-law touched her genitals; they were already wet. She felt extremely disappointed and anxious. She thought it was over, but the heat in her body wouldn't dissipate for a long time, and she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Even though she could no longer hear any sounds, her heart was still burning with desire. I couldn't help but wonder if I was a slut...

After my intense ordeal, my wife, Guihua, fell into a deep sleep, but strangely, I still couldn't sleep. I was incredibly agitated, thinking about how much last night's events had affected me! A while later, I suddenly heard the door next door open, and I could clearly hear my mother-in-law cautiously walking into the yard, followed by the yard gate opening. Where was my mother-in-law going so late? Would something happen to her? Curious, I decided to follow her. Turning around, I saw my wife sleeping soundly. She had moved the camera down, pointing her vulva at the camera. Through her see-through panties, I could clearly see the shape of her vulva—a small, round bun, with thick labia. I typed to her: "Your labia are so plump." She replied with a tongue-out emoji. That's how we met. From then on, I went to her chat room every day just to see her. At night, I would copy and paste from the local escort website she159.com, offering private chat and in-home services. Watching his performances, we gradually started talking more and more. Sometimes we'd chat on QQ while at work; at home, we'd experience alternative forms of sex—it was all about the feeling, the atmosphere. So we'd quietly get out of bed, put on our clothes, and slip out of the room…

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