My romantic past with my mother-in-law

Yin Dandan and I eventually divorced.
Our marriage lasted only one year and three months. To be honest, I felt terrible about the marriage; it was incredibly oppressive from beginning to end.
Some might argue that if it felt so bad, why did we get married in the first place? Yes, why did we get married in the first place? Looking back now, I think
it had a lot to do with my mother-in-law, Yin Beibei.
My mother-in-law, Yin Beibei, was a divorced woman. Her husband, whom I've never met, eloped with a wealthy
woman , without even getting a divorce certificate. Naturally, not long after, their daughter, Peng Dandan, took her mother's surname, becoming
Yin Dandan. Of course, at that time, I didn't know Yin Dandan, nor did I know that a divorced woman named Yin Beibei existed. I met Yin Dandan twelve years after Yin Beibei had been living a life of celibacy
. I was twenty-four, and Yin Dandan was also twenty-four; our combined age was exactly forty-eight.
Not only that, but what's even more interesting is that my birthday and Yin Beibei's birthday happen to be the same day, December 1st. Previously, I thought December 1st was a very meaningful
day, not only because it was my birthday, but also World AIDS Day and the birthday of the revolutionary marshal Zhu De. Since learning that Yin Beibei's birthday is also
December 1st, I feel that the significance of December 1st can no longer be described as "important," but rather as "unprecedented." It's like how some newspapers
and magazines described the Cultural Revolution as an "unprecedented" catastrophe.
The key to my acquaintance with Yin Dandan, and subsequently Yin Beibei, was my female colleague, Zhang Xiaofang. Zhang Xiaofang is a very voluptuous woman. And by voluptuous, I don't just mean her breasts; her abdomen, hips, arms, and legs are all equally plump and alluring. This is quite striking among the sea
of skinny women swaying like cats on the street .
To be honest, I'm different from the Taiwanese master Li Ao. Master Li Ao has stated publicly more than once that he likes women who are thin,
slender, and youthful, and he even emphasized that the smaller the breasts, the better. I think Master Li Ao is perverted; he's already in his seventies or eighties and still thinking about finding someone, setting a bad example for
future generations . Therefore, I like voluptuous women, like Zhang Xiaofang. I've fantasized about
having sex with Zhang Xiaofang more than once, often secretly taking photos of her exposed areas with my phone. When I go to the bathroom, I look at these photos and can't help but pull out my penis and start
moving it around. A jolt of electricity runs down my spine, and I ejaculate.
However, when I finally mustered the courage to ask Zhang Xiaofang out for karaoke that night, she flatly refused, completely rejecting me. She said, "Are you
crazy for women? You even have designs on me! If my husband finds out, he'll shoot you dead!" Zhang Xiaofang's husband is a proud policeman. I've met him;
he's not only as tall as a black iron tower, but he also carries a gleaming Type 64 pistol on his hip. I know he wouldn't dare fire his gun carelessly, but if he found some excuse (
like gambling on mahjong) to handcuff me and lock me up for a few days, I certainly wouldn't have a pleasant experience. So I said, "If you're not willing to sacrifice yourself, then introduce me to someone else.
Look, I'm not getting any younger; it's time to find a woman."
So I introduced her to Yin Dandan. Yin Dandan also works for the gas company, but not in the same branch as me. Our gas company has three branch plants.
The coking plant is responsible for producing coke, the chemical plant for producing chemical raw materials, and the machinery plant, as an auxiliary production department, is in charge of equipment maintenance and repair.
I belong to the machinery plant, mainly engaged in the maintenance of industrial automation instruments—in other words, an instrument technician. As for Yin Dandan, she was a conveyor belt operator at the coking plant
—of course, the conveyor belt here refers to the one used for transporting coal and coke, not some kind of belt worn around the waist. This needs clarification
to avoid misunderstandings from some readers who might think the gas company also manufactures belts for fastening trousers.
Actually, the gas company only had about a thousand employees, and unmarried young women were few and far between. I was surprised that I hadn't heard of the unmarried young woman Yin Dandan,
so I asked Zhang Xiaofang how we met. Zhang Xiaofang said we met in the women's bathhouse at the coking plant. I said, "No wonder I haven't seen her before; it must be that awful place."
Zhang Xiaofang loved to shower during work hours, almost every day, without fail, regardless of the season. Yin Dandan did the same, so over time,
the two became good friends. Then, Zhang Xiaofang, with a rare hint of jealousy, described Yin Dandan's tall and slender figure to me, saying, "She's like a fairy descended from heaven!
She's slim where she should be, and curvy where she should be. It's a waste for a girl like her to be stuck in the coking plant. She should be a model, or at least go to the city TV station to participate in a beauty pageant and
bring back a championship trophy."
I remember the late writer Wang Xiaobo once said something like this: "Based on my life experience, in China, some people enjoy
the thrill of being misled by propaganda; some people worship the power of propaganda; although they've suffered enough from propaganda, they don't feel aversion to it; not only that, some
people crave new propaganda like addicts crave drugs." I felt that Zhang Xiaofang's words were a form of propaganda. Originally, I wasn't very willing to meet
Yin Dandan because I thought it would be pointless for the couple to work in the same unit, knowing each other inside and out, making it impossible to save any money on the side. But Zhang Xiaofang was incredibly patient.
Starting the day after she refused to sing karaoke with me, she reported to me almost daily on Yin Dandan's behavior at the bathhouse—what brand of shampoo she used,
what brand of underwear she wore, what brand of soap she used, whether her breasts were big or small, whether her buttocks were flat or perky… She even reported on the day Yin Dandan had
her period . At first, I thought Zhang Xiaofang was shameless; she told me, a completely unrelated man, all the personal privacy of an unmarried young woman,
which showed that her morals were indeed somewhat corrupt. But upon reflection, I realized she was doing it for my own good. She knew I used to masturbate with her photos in the bathroom every day, which was bad for my
health , so she was desperately trying to seduce me. Naturally, this propaganda didn't last long before I surrendered. I said, "You've praised her so much,
she's practically a reincarnation of Xi Shi or Diao Chan, so I'll meet her. Let me make it clear beforehand, if we don't click, I'm leaving immediately."
The result of the meeting, naturally, was that we clicked. Although Yin Dandan wasn't quite as stunning as Zhang Xiaofang described, almost like a goddess from heaven, she was
practically one. I thought that for an instrument technician in a state-owned enterprise to find such a beautiful woman as his wife was a stroke of good luck.
Yin Dandan seemed quite satisfied with me too; the only undergraduate in the instrument section, a key technical talent being groomed by the branch factory, and with a few more years of hard work, becoming a section chief wouldn't be
difficult . Although a section chief was only a minor position, they could still manage thirty or forty people, which was quite prestigious in a state-owned enterprise.
However, problems arose not long after I started dating Yin Dandan. It turned out that Yin Dandan suffered from severe frigidity; no matter how much I caressed her in bed, she...
Dan just couldn't muster any energy; she was like a wooden doll, stiff, dull, cold-blooded, and boring. This was a serious problem.
If a man and a woman can't even have a harmonious sex life, then everything else will be even more difficult to be harmonious. Although Yin Dandan is beautiful and has a great figure,
what's the point if these things don't bring you physical pleasure? I originally wanted to find an opportunity to discuss this properly with Yin Dandan—either go to the hospital or
break up. But every time we talked about this, Yin Dandan would say she had something important to do and had to leave, or she would suddenly have a stomachache and need to go to the toilet. It was obvious she was deliberately avoiding the issue.
I felt this was very disrespectful, and Yin Dandan should give me an explanation, no matter what.
However, Yin Dandan ultimately failed to give me an explanation; instead, her mother, Yin Beibei, very warmly invited me to their house for dinner on December 1st
. At the time, I didn't know that Yin Beibei's birthday was also December 1st. I just felt that since I had been with Yin Dandan for half a year, I should meet her
mother and discuss going to the hospital. Since Yin Dandan didn't want to break up, going to the hospital was the best way to salvage
the relationship . Her mother, having been through so much, must understand the situation.
That evening's dinner was lavish, just like Yin Beibei's—a variety of dishes, very oily. Describing Yin Beibei like that might seem a bit harsh, but it's true. Yin
Beibei was the complete opposite of her daughter; she was short and stocky, like Wang Po from the TV series *Water Margin*. Especially striking was her enormous
face, covered in some kind of green makeup—it was truly pitiful. However, I must admit, Yin Beibei's cooking was absolutely top-notch
. For example, the stir-fried beef tripe was fragrant, spicy, and incredibly tender—better than anything a chef in a five-star hotel could make. After dinner, I became even more
determined to continue my relationship with Yin Beibei. I didn't want to lose such a wonderful mother-in-law who could cook. So, after dinner, I found an excuse to send Yin Dandan
away and told Yin Beibei that I wanted her to take her daughter to the hospital. I emphasized repeatedly that if the illness wasn't cured, I would rather not eat her cooking than break up with her.
Yin Beibei was surprised. She said she never expected her daughter to have such a problem. She thought my suggestion was right and timely, and that she would definitely take her daughter to the hospital in a few days
, believing that the doctor would definitely be able to cure her. I didn't expect Yin Beibei to be so understanding, and my feelings for her deepened. Next,
as usual , Yin Beibei asked about my family situation. She
was surprised and moved to learn that my father had passed away two years ago, leaving only my mother and younger sister. She said, "I didn't expect your family to be so similar to ours, both of you are widows and orphans. Life must be very difficult." I said it was alright, thankfully
my mother a few hundred yuan in retirement pension every month, and she also runs a mahjong parlor in our neighborhood, so she can at least earn some money. Yin Beibei was very happy and said, "Then our
families are considered a good match. Once Yin Dandan recovers, you two should get married soon." I said, "Okay, Auntie's words are enough. It won't make
a difference if we wait a day or two." I had almost forgotten about my own birthday, but just as I was about to go home, Yin Beibei magically produced a
birthday cake the size of a washbasin. Yin Beibei said, "It's Auntie's birthday today, and it's your birthday too. Come on, let's three of us finish this cake." I
was both surprised and surprised because I had never seen such a big cake before, and delighted because I shared the same birthday as my future mother-in-law. I knew my birthdays
would get more and more exciting every year. In my memory, my mother rarely bought me birthday cakes. At most, she would fry two double-yolk eggs on my birthday. Later, it
was just a matter of changing eggs to duck eggs, and two to four. So, as I ate my cake, tears of happiness welled up in my eyes.
From then on, Yin Beibei kept inviting me to her house for dinner. At first, she only invited me through Yin Dandan, but later, perhaps finding it troublesome, she simply called
my cell phone directly, asking me to come over for dinner after work. At first, I was quite happy to oblige, after all, Yin Beibei's cooking skills were far superior to my mother's. Going to her house for dinner
meant I could enjoy a delicious meal and ease my mother's financial burden—a win-win situation. However, as the frequency increased, I gradually became
annoyed . Although a meal doesn't take much time, and I'm not some extremely busy person, I still have things
to do, such as playing chess online, playing mahjong at a friend's house, or going to a bar to meet girls—not anything serious, but things that help relieve the stress of the day's work.
Therefore, I started making excuses to decline. After several refusals, Yin Beibei not only didn't understand but became even more insistent, practically trying to feed me dinner herself. So
I thought, she must be worried that her daughter wouldn't be married, worried that I wouldn't marry her daughter. To be honest, although Yin Dandan has severe frigidity,
she wasn't a virgin before me. I don't know who was so bored as to beat me to it. So, even if I don't marry Yin Dandan, it wouldn't be considered
playing with her, and my conscience wouldn't bother me. But now, not getting married is impossible. If I don't get married, I might have to eat
dinner , and after a while, my mother will be unhappy, and the neighbors will gossip.
So, one evening at dinner, I told Yin Beibei about my idea of marrying Yin Dandan. When I said this, I secretly glanced
at ; her face was already flushed. Yin Beibei was indeed very happy and said, "That's great. I'll visit your house later and hear your mother's opinion. Marriage is a big deal;
both sets of parents need to discuss it." I said, "Okay, no problem."
On the wedding day, many people came, but most were colleagues from the gas company. My colleagues, Yin Beibei's colleagues. Zhang Xiaofang was very proud because, as is customary,
I gave her a pair of designer leather shoes as a reward for being a "matchmaker." Zhang Xiaofang said this was the fourth pair of shoes she had received, meaning she had facilitated four
marriages. I thought Zhang Xiaofang was quite kind; she didn't verbally abuse any young men who wanted to have a relationship with her, but instead introduced them
to —she truly had the air of a "compassionate Bodhisattva." Unfortunately, the girl I was introduced to this time, Yin Dandan, was all looks and no substance, like a "decorative vase"
actress in a movie, merely a decoration.
I originally thought Yin Beibei had taken Yin Dandan to the hospital, but now it seems Yin Beibei was only concerned with when I could come to her house for dinner;
she probably hadn't even taken her daughter to the hospital once. So, just a few days after the wedding, I started to regret it. Every night, facing a wooden figure was really unbearable.
I suggested that Yin Dandan go to the hospital, but she absolutely refused. She said, "Do you want male doctors there to touch your wife's private parts?" I said, "What does seeing a doctor have to do with touching
down there ? At least make your excuse believable." Yin Dandan said, "I heard from others that male doctors in hospitals are really lewd these days. They see
pretty female patients and try all sorts of ways to take advantage of them. A female colleague of mine had a stomachache and went to the hospital; the doctor even made her take off her pants for an examination."
There's nothing I can do but endure it. It's strange, though; since marrying Yin Dandan, Yin Beibei has rarely called to invite me out for dinner. But I...
Sometimes when I had a craving, I'd call Yin Beibei and ask her to cook a few extra dishes for dinner. That's how people are; they only appreciate things when they lose them.
But no matter what, I'm a normal man. Yin Dandan can do without intimacy, but I can't; in fact, my desires are stronger than most men's.
I think intimacy is like lubricant in the gears of a factory machine. It's okay if you don't apply it every few days, but if you neglect it, the machine will definitely break down.
At first, Yin Dandan and I only argued about major family matters, like what brand of TV to replace,
whether to buy a new motorcycle when it reached its end of its life, and how much "gift money" to give to relatives for weddings or funerals. These things were somewhat related to finances and worth arguing about. But
later, even trivial things started to cause arguments. For example, I wanted to watch Super Girl, but she wanted to watch "Princess Pearl"; I thought some underwear
would be cleaner if hand-washed, but she insisted on throwing them in the washing machine and setting the wash cycle to the highest setting; even when I came home from a late shift and wanted to cook some noodles, she
would stop me, saying she was on a diet and didn't want me eating noodles to tempt her. In her view, she'd rather I go hungry than let me interfere with her diet.
I used to have a very good temper and was quite well-mannered, but after suffering both physical and mental torment for so long, even the best temper would inevitably turn sour.
So, one day, I finally slapped Yin Dandan. Although it was just a slap, I still regretted it afterwards. Because that slap
marked the official end of my short marriage of one year and three months.
On the day we went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the divorce procedures, I was very heavy-hearted, while Yin Dandan's eyes were red and swollen from crying. She was still that middle-aged woman with a face full of freckles.
She said, "Oh, it's been over a year, and you two have finally come." I said, "How did you know we would come? You're not a god." She said, "I've worked here for over 20
years. I can tell which couples will come back and which won't just by looking at them. You're still young; you'll have plenty of opportunities to come back." I said, "
Your business is really good! 50 yuan for a marriage certificate, 50 yuan for a divorce certificate—it's incredibly profitable! Maybe I should work for you too." Hearing this,
Yin Dandan couldn't help but laugh. Good that she laughed. It's just a divorce, what's the big deal? There are still men in the world." The middle-aged woman
comforted .
About two weeks after I finalized my divorce with Yin Dandan, Yin Beibei started calling me again, inviting me to her house for dinner. I found it
rather ridiculous. Since I had no relationship with her daughter anymore, she was no longer my mother-in-law, and had no reason to invite me to her house for dinner. If I
went anyway, I'd be no different from a beggar. So, I politely declined Yin Beibei's invitation. However, Yin Beibei showed no sign of giving up,
constantly calling out, sometimes two or three times a day, until I was completely exasperated. I didn't know if this was Yin Beibei's idea or Yin Dandan's;
I guessed it was Yin Dandan's. Yin Dandan probably wanted to remarry me, which was why she had her mother repeatedly ask me to dinner. Yin Dandan clearly still had feelings for me
; her seriousness and persistence in love were unmatched by many girls these days. However, I couldn't think of a reason to remarry her, so
I decided to go have dinner with her anyway. That way, I could talk things out with them at the dinner table, telling them that what's done is done and
they should give up on the idea sooner.
But when I got to Yin Beibei's house after work, I found that Yin Dandan wasn't there. Although Yin Dandan wasn't there, the table was still full of dishes—three meat dishes,
one vegetable dish, and a soup. I asked Yin Dandan where she was, and Yin Beibei said she went to a colleague's house to play mahjong and wouldn't be back for dinner. I figured Yin Dandan was
probably too embarrassed to be in this situation, and her mother would definitely talk to me about remarriage later. I'd wait until Yin Beibei brought it up before expressing my
opinion.
Yin Beibei's cooking seemed to have improved; it was clear she'd put in a lot of effort. However, the more elaborate her cooking, the more guilty I felt
. I thought, if she asked me to remarry her daughter later, I'd find it hard to refuse. As the saying goes, "He who takes a bribe is bound to be obliging."
But strangely, Yin Beibei didn't mention remarriage at all until after dinner. She just kept asking me trivial things, like whether the
house was clean, whether the old, broken TV was fixed, and of course, a more sensitive question:
whether I had a new girlfriend. These were all harmless questions, so I answered them honestly. After I finished answering, Yin Beibei
asked me if her pajamas looked good; she said they were the latest style from a boutique. It was only then that I noticed Yin Beibei wasn't wearing anything under her pajamas. No wonder
her breasts seemed to be jiggling so much today. I said, "Great, designer brands are designer brands. They look stunning on you, Auntie." Yin Beibei laughed and said, "
Really? You're not kidding me, are you?"
I glanced at my watch; it was getting late, so I decided to go home. I thought, "Now Yin Beibei will probably bring up the remarriage thing." But to my surprise, Yin Beibei acted as
if nothing had happened, walking me straight to the front door and repeatedly telling me to come over for dinner again. She said, "Even though you're not my daughter's husband anymore, I still consider you
my son-in-law." She said this sincerely, her eyes sparkling with kindness. I felt a surge of happiness welling up
inside me once more.
In the following months, Yin Beibei indeed invited me to her house for dinner again, just like before. Not only for dinner, but sometimes she also wanted me to go shopping with her.
Although our
Beibei must be bored shopping alone, so having me around not only keeps her entertained but also provides clothing advice and acts as a bodyguard against pickpockets. Of course,
I'm not doing this for free; every time, she never forgets to buy me something too—either a suit or a jacket. My wardrobe used to be empty,
but since accompanying Yin Beibei shopping a few times, it's gradually become more complete. Although Yin Beibei often says she's a widow and orphan, and very pitiful, her ex-husband
left her four rented-out storefronts, providing at least four or five thousand yuan in rent each month. So, buying a few outfits
is a piece of cake for her. Of course, this doesn't justify my accepting her gifts, but she never schedules shopping trips for Saturdays or Sundays.
If I accompany her, my company will definitely deduct my salary, and those clothes are just compensation for that deduction.
Even so, I felt that continuing like this in the long run wasn't a good idea; it would seem like I was living off her. So, I politely refused her again.
Although my refusal was tactful, the meaning was clear: I didn't want her to continue disrupting my normal life. Now that I'm unmarried, I need to find someone...
It's impossible for me to spend all my time with a middle-aged woman. But it was no use; Yin Beibei kept calling me relentlessly, first in a commanding tone, then
in a pleading one. In short, she was willing to abandon all pretense of dignity as an elder just to have a meal or go shopping with me. I felt
sorry for her, pleading so desperately with a younger person, so I tried my best to agree.
I specifically discussed this with Yin Dandan several times, urging her to spend more time with my mother instead of constantly thinking about playing mahjong.
Elderly people are prone to Alzheimer's disease if they don't have someone to care for them. At that point, they won't even have time to sleep, let alone play mahjong. My aunt's mother-in-law
has Alzheimer's and can't even use the toilet anymore, making the whole house stink. To care for her, my aunt lost 120 pounds
in a month, dropping to 96 pounds. Much more effective than diet pills! Yin Dandan disagreed, saying it was none of her business; her mother could play with whomever she wanted, and she had no right
to interfere. I said, "But you can't keep bothering me! You want to play mahjong, and I want to pick up girls. Is your mahjong game more important than my girl-picking?" Yin Dandan said, "
They're equally important. Don't you know how to balance your time?" I said, "Why should I balance my time? I'm not your mother's son-in-law anymore, why should I go along with her like this? I
'm only going along with her now to give you face." Yin Dandan grinned and said, "Fine, then you don't need to give me face anymore. Next time she invites you, just don't go."
My conversation with Yin Dandan ended unhappily. Yin Beibei seemed to know the content of this conversation later, and she called me more frequently and more brazenly than before.
To solve this problem, I thought for three days and three nights and finally came up with a solution: find Yin Beibei a companion. If Yin Beibei had a companion, she
naturally wouldn't bother me anymore. So, I mobilized all my relatives and friends, searching for widowers between the ages of 50 and 65. I specifically
mentioned this to Zhang Xiaofang, hoping she could find a way to get the fifth pair of shoes. However, this time Zhang Xiaofang was also helpless. She said that among young people, there are more men than women,
but among the elderly, there are more women than men. Nowadays, men's lifespans are generally shorter. I think she's right. Take my residential area, for example; there are countless elderly women who have lost
their , but very few elderly men. So, despite mobilizing all available resources, I ultimately failed
to find a suitable candidate for Yin Beibei. I felt particularly frustrated about this. I felt that my nightmare would never end.
The day Yin Dandan had her car accident, I was attending a staff representative meeting at work. At that time, three newly appointed branch factory directors were sitting on the stage.
One of them was a woman, not only young but also very beautiful. She would be my immediate supervisor. It was said that she had been recruited from the city's water company as a senior talent
. Just as I was thinking of an opportunity to invite her out for karaoke, my phone vibrated wildly in my pocket. I glanced at the number—it was Yin Beibei again. I
wanted to hang up immediately, but suddenly my right eyelid started twitching, so I sneaked out of the meeting room. On the other end of the line, Yin Beibei's voice was urgent and tense. I told her not
to rush, to speak slowly. She finally calmed down and told me that Yin Dandan had been in a car accident.
When I arrived at the emergency room of the city's No. 1 Hospital, Yin Dandan was being wheeled out by a nurse, completely
wrapped in . I knew I was too late. When Yin Beibei saw me, she rushed into my arms as if she had seen a savior, bursting into tears. Her
cries were incredibly heart-wrenching; I think everyone present must have felt that profound grief.
As Yin Dandan's ex-husband, I felt obligated to handle her funeral arrangements. So, over the next few days, I contacted the funeral home, the band, the
leaders , and Yin Dandan's classmates, friends, and relatives. I even tried to contact her father—though I ultimately failed. On the day of the memorial service,
the company's union chairman gave a brief speech on behalf of the company's party, government, and labor union, and Zhang Xiaofang, a close friend, also spoke. As a family representative, I expressed my deepest gratitude to
all . I thought the memorial service was very successful and that Yin Dandan would be very satisfied if she knew.
Of course, almost all my relatives and friends gave me a thumbs up, praising me as a devoted and caring man who, even after the divorce, still went to great lengths to help
with the funeral arrangements.
Leaving the funeral home, I felt more exhausted than ever before. Only then did I realize I hadn't slept for two days and two nights. I decided to go home and
get a good night's sleep. At that moment, Yin Beibei asked me to take her home. After this dramatic change, Yin Beibei seemed even older. Several
wrinkles , and her eye bags looked much larger. I suddenly felt so sorry for this old woman. First her husband was gone, then her daughter.
Could she still live happily?
Regardless, I still had to take Yin Beibei home. After all, it was late, and the funeral home was dozens of miles from the city. The taxi bumped along for nearly twenty
minutes before finally arriving at Yin Beibei's building. I wanted Yin Beibei to go up alone, as I needed to take a taxi home. Yin Beibei refused, saying she wanted to show me
something and wanted me to come up with her. I thought, perhaps it was a gift Yin Dandan had left for me. I agreed and followed her upstairs. I sat down on the sofa while Yin Beibei
went into her room to get something. But she didn't come out for a long time. After about ten minutes, I finally heard Yin Beibei calling from inside. I felt something was wrong,
but I still went into Yin Beibei's room. She was already in bed. She told me to sit on the edge of the bed, saying the thing was under the pillow and that I should close
my eyes. I was very puzzled; what could be so mysterious? Just as I closed my eyes, I felt the lights in the whole room dim. I was startled and
was about to open my eyes when a blanket covered my entire body. At that moment, in the dim moonlight from the window, I saw that Yin Beibei was completely naked.
My mind went blank, and I froze. Before I could come to my senses, Yin Beibei's body, like a mountain, pressed me down to the deepest part of the Simmons mattress. Yin Beibei
had a well-maintained figure; her breasts were neither too big nor too small, and her nipples were reddish-brown. Her skin was smooth, and her buttocks were full.
Yin Beibei climbed down, unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and swallowed it whole. It all happened so suddenly; I wasn't prepared at all and just stood there, letting Yin Beibei do as
she pleased . Most of my penis was shoved into Yin Beibei's mouth, enveloped by her tongue. Her soft tongue
coiled around it like a snake, licking from the middle to the glans, while her mouth continuously sucked. The intense pleasure almost made me ejaculate. Yin Beibei's
hands reflexively grabbed my thighs and the base of my penis, her mouth pulling back, spitting my penis out and then sucking it back in. One of Yin Beibei's hands touched
my thigh, while the other gripped the base of my penis and stroked it, her mouth still sucking, her tongue swirling around the glans. I never expected my mother-in-law's oral skills to be so good. Yin Beibei's
tongue licked my scrotum, from the base to the glans, the tip of her tongue pressing against the urethral opening. Yin Beibei kept licking my glans, then deeply...
I swallowed it all down her throat, and I loved the deep-throating sensation. My heart skipped a beat, and I gently pressed Yin Beibei's head down with both hands, slowly thrusting my penis
in piston-like motion. Yin Beibei quickened her pace, one hand gripping the base of my penis and stroking it back and forth, while her tongue frantically circled the tip of my penis.
Involuntarily, I pressed Yin Beibei's head down harder, my penis pumping rapidly. She seemed to understand something, her hands gripping my buttocks tightly. The intense mental
stimulation combined with physical pleasure gave me the urge to climax. I held Yin Beibei's head down firmly. My penis was completely inside her throat, the head pressing against it
, and I ejaculated! My legs trembled as I ejaculated every last drop of semen into Yin Beibei's mouth. When I pulled my penis out of her mouth
, some semen flowed out, but not much; I knew she had swallowed most of it.
Yin Beibei got up and lay on top of me, and I held her tightly. We didn't say a word. After a while, Yin Beibei said, "I know you've been wronged these past few days.
Dandan was hurt when she was young, so she's very averse to matters between men and women." This confirmed my suspicions, because Dandan wasn't a virgin with me before.
I said, "It's okay, it's all in the past, why are we bringing it up again?" My chest pressed tightly against her breasts, and I kissed her
tenderly, teasing her with my tongue. She involuntarily responded with her own tongue. My hand slowly moved down to her lower body, caressing her vulva. Yin Beibei
was already soaking wet. She also caressed my penis, and it became erect again under the influence of her hands.
I knelt down and gently parted Yin Beibei's legs, revealing her private parts to me. Her snow-white inner thighs and pink
vulva were already soaked with milky-white vaginal fluid. Sparse, curly pubic hair, glistening with the fluid, clung to the cleft. Her labia majora were swollen and red from engorgement, the two
pink labia protruding and splitting open, forming a crimson crevice. The small labia minora, glistening with clear, viscous fluid, were faintly visible inside.
Her pink clitoris was clearly visible, surrounded by the delicate labia minora. Her vaginal fluid continuously seeped from the crevice, making her vulva appear translucent and
radiating a pinkish glow, creating an extremely erotic scene, indicating that her body was in a state of extreme arousal. I parted Yin Beibei's thick
labia majora, then gently parted her labia minora, inserting my middle finger. I searched upwards for the tender clitoris at the tip and gently teased it. Immediately, Yin Beibei
began to tremble with my fingers. My fingers slowly circled the warm, moist entrance. "You...you're making me feel so uncomfortable..." Yin Beibei trembled and
whispered. Slowly, I felt my hands getting wet; Yin Beibei was really getting a lot of vaginal fluid! So I put my head between Yin Beibei's legs and began to carefully
lick her wet, juicy vulva with my tongue. I gently licked Yin Beibei's two tender labia, which trembled under my licking... "Ah...ah
...I...I'm so uncomfortable..." Yin Beibei was licked until her heart was itchy, waves of pleasure surged through her like electric currents, her pretty buttocks kept twisting and thrusting upwards,
swaying , her hands tightly holding my head, emitting joyful moans: "Ah...I can't take it anymore...oh...you...I..." Seeing Yin Beibei so
frenzied, I licked her wet vulva even harder, my tongue tightly encircling her clitoris, teasing it gently but fiercely; I used my hands to pry open
Yin Beibei's two thick labia, put my whole mouth inside, and sucked on Yin Beibei's clitoris, sucking hard, my tongue swirling around the clitoris, which aroused
a tremor throughout her body.
"Oh...oh...put your tongue...in a little deeper...oh...oh...I can't take it anymore..." Yin Beibei gasped, shaking her buttocks and pressing her
entire vulva against my face. I straightened my tongue and tried
my best to push it deep into her vagina. "Oh...oh...it feels so good...oh...oh...baby...oh oh...it's so...beautiful...oh...I'm going to die...oh...
you're going to kill me...oh...kiss...oh...oh...no...I can't take it anymore...oh...oh...I'm going to cum..." Yin Beibei's rosy lips opened and closed
incessantly , emitting waves of soul-stirring moans. I never imagined that this dignified and virtuous woman would have such a deep and intense desire. I lowered my head and kissed Yin Beibei's
alluring vulva, while my other hand kept stroking her snow-white, full, smooth, and high breasts, occasionally flicking her nipples with my fingers. Yin Beibei couldn't withstand
my licking and caressing. Soon, her whole body trembled, and her tender vulva spasmed as it kept sucking on my tongue.
"Oh...oh...you little rascal...oh...oh...oh...it feels so good to lick me...oh oh...oh...oh...I can't take it anymore
...I...can't...take it anymore...oh...oh...oh oh...I'm going to cum...oh...this time...I'm really going to...cum...oh...oh...oh
...cum...cum...cum...cum..." Suddenly, a gush of vaginal fluid spurted out. Yin Beibei gasped for breath, her voice trembling with intense lust.
Under my caresses, Yin Beibei actually had her first orgasm. I pressed my mouth heavily against her vulva, sucking with relish. After a while,
Yin Beibei finally slowly recovered from her orgasm, breathing slightly, her body still trembling violently.
"Mom, your...water...is so much!" Although Dandan and I were divorced, I still called her that.
Yin Beibei said shyly, "Mmm...it's all...your fault that I...lost so much fluid. Oh...it felt so good just now! I've never felt so good before."
I lay on top of Yin Beibei, kissing her alluring cherry lips while simultaneously sucking on them with my own, my other hand roaming over and
caressing her entire body. Yin Beibei's body writhed and rubbed against me forcefully, making soft "humming" and "mmm" sounds deep in her throat.
I looked up at the beautiful Yin Beibei, her eyes filled with a mesmerizing allure, her full breasts heaving violently in my large hands, burning with desire
. I picked up her two jade-like feet, lifting them high and spreading them apart, completely exposing her plump buttocks. I pressed my erect penis against her wide-open
vulva, the tip rubbing against her equally erect and engorged clitoris, the warm, slippery pleasure shooting straight to my head. I lifted my buttocks and slowly inserted my penis into her
tender vagina.
"Gently... gently, okay? It's been so long since I've had sex..." "Mom, it's been so long since you've had sex?" I said, my penis already inserted
about two centimeters.
"Mmm... it's been so long since I've had sex," Yin Beibei moaned lasciviously.
"Mmm... baby, relax, I'll go slowly, it'll make you feel good."
I felt Yin Beibei's vagina was incredibly wet, my penis was tightly gripped by a layer of hot flesh, as if a small tongue was constantly licking the glans
. I held Yin Beibei's waist, thrust my lower body forward, and with the help of her flowing vaginal fluid, pushed my penis all the way in.
Looking at Yin Beibei's slightly furrowed eyebrows, it was clear that she hadn't had sex in a long time, I slowed down, held her big buttocks tightly with my hands, and gently pushed my penis towards...
The friction against the vaginal walls was intense, sending waves of pleasure through me. After a dozen or so thrusts, Yin Beibei gradually relaxed her brow, closed her eyes, and
blushed . Her alluring fragrance filled my nostrils, stimulating my penis to become even harder.
I slowly and carefully moved in and out. Fortunately, Yin Beibei's vagina was very moist, with plenty of nectar. The tight, slippery sensation was something I had never experienced before, and
I unconsciously increased the force and speed. Yin Beibei raised her two jade-like legs, hooking them around my waist and back, making her tight, alluring little pussy even more
prominent welcoming my large penis. Her two jade-like arms tightly wrapped around my neck, and her delicate body twisted and turned incessantly.
Oh...so...so good...you...are...so...comfortable...so...so...pleasant...mmm...mmm...I kept thrusting like this,
until Yin Beibei felt incredibly comfortable, moaning and groaning lasciviously! I thrust my big cock deep into Yin Beibei's little pussy, all the way in, pressing against
her clitoris . Then I rubbed it against her clitoris a few times before pulling it out sharply. I rubbed it against the entrance of her pussy, then thrust in again, pressing against her clitoris. I thrust
in several times in succession. Under the continuous attack of my big cock, Yin Beibei's pussy was getting better and better. Her clitoris was being rubbed and pressed by my big glans, and she was also feeling numb and happy
, with her juices flowing out of her vagina and soaking the sheets. She cried out again, "Oh... big cock... it feels so... so
good... mmm... my big cock feels so good inside your warm, tight pussy! My lust is burning, I thrust in and out hard, each time penetrating her flesh, making her
clitoris tremble. Her soft, tight pussy sucks and licks my glans, giving me endless pleasure! ... She forgot her shame, forgot our incestuous act,
abandoning all restraint as she moaned lasciviously... I attacked with all my might, my big glans slamming against her clitoris with each thrust..." Each thrust penetrated to the very bottom, each stroke reaching deep into her flesh. Her arms and legs
clung even tighter, her plump buttocks thrusting wildly to match my powerful thrusts
. She was so comfortable that her eyes were glazed with desire, she felt like she was dying of pleasure, her soul adrift, drenched in fragrant sweat, panting heavily, and her juices flowing freely. I could feel my beautiful mother-in-law beneath me being completely overwhelmed by my fucking, her vagina overflowing with slippery juices. My large penis
thrust , each stroke pushing the head of my penis deep into Yin Beibei's vagina, each
thrust sending Yin Beibei to orgasm after orgasm. "Mom...faster...faster squeeze...faster twist...I'm going to...cum..." Yin Beibei knew I was about to climax, so she frantically thrust her buttocks,
her vagina gripping my penis tightly. "Ah...Mom...baby...I'm going to cum...I'm going to...cum..." I cried out as I thrust
wildly . "Ah...ah...ah...shoot it into me, ah...it's so hard...so full..." I forcefully lifted Yin Beibei's snow-white buttocks off
the bed, thrusting my lower body forward a few times, pushing the head of my penis deep into the cervix of Yin Beibei's vagina. My whole body trembled involuntarily a few times,
and then hot semen gushed out from the meatus of my penis, like a volcanic eruption, pouring all the scorching lava into the depths of Yin Beibei's uterus. The intensely
released hot streams hit Yin Beibei's flower core one after another. She had never experienced a man inserting his big penis so deep into her vagina and
ejaculating. At this moment, the feeling of being so happy that she was dying and being reborn made Yin Beibei quickly climb to another orgasm that was even more intense than before.
Yin Beibei hugged me tightly, her alluring, seductive buttocks swaying, her full, white body clinging to
me like an octopus. We trembled and panted with pleasure, both reaching a state of ecstasy… After a while, Yin Beibei's spirit returned from its reverie. She lay
limp , her cheeks flushed, her slender fingers smoothing her disheveled hair, her beautiful, watery eyes gazing at me with a bewitching allure. Who would have thought that
the woman in my arms was my former mother-in-law?
Since our sexual encounter, Yin Beibei had been very good to me, and we maintained a close relationship. We still managed to
meet . Our relatives all thought I was very filial to Yin Beibei, but no one would suspect the special, unspeakable relationship between us. This is
a secret between Yin Beibei and me. I will keep my promise to Yin Beibei and love her for a lifetime. After all, someone as beautiful and alluring as Yin Beibei, with an elegant demeanor,
and who can drive you wild and make you feel like you're in heaven in bed, is truly unforgettable!
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