[The Rise of the Mother-in-Law] (Chapter 5)

Mother-in-law, Part 5
It was another sleepless night. I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Just as I was about to drift
off, I heard the door open. I looked up at the window and saw a faint light through the curtains.
I knew it was dawn; my mother-in-law was gone.
I didn't chase after her; I knew it would be pointless. Perhaps this would just become
a brief interlude in my memory. Let her go, and return to my own life.
I slept until eleven, feeling much better. I got up and saw that my mother-in-law's room was spotless. She
was indeed gone. I had no choice but to go downstairs and drive to the company. As I entered, my silly secretary
came over and said that Director Hu from the finance department had called, probably about the first quarter's bonus distribution. I said, "How did you cover for me?" "I didn't dare lie to Director Hu. I told the truth: you were at home taking care of your mother-in-law." She stared 　　at me
with wide eyes. 　　If it weren't for the fact that everyone around me was a colleague, I would have killed her. I glared at her, wide-eyed. "You're really that honest? 　　" She pouted. "Just kidding, no, I said you were out talking to a client this morning. You'll be here later. 　　" My anger subsided slightly. She grinned foolishly. "Look at you, you're such a hothead! I 　　wouldn't dare offend you now. If I make another mistake, I'll be sent to Siberia." I really couldn't do anything with this idiot. I went into 　　the office, and she followed me in, closing the door behind her. "How did it go?" I smiled wryly. "Honey, pour me a cup of 　　tea, order takeout for me when I eat, you can go now." "I was just asking!" She looked 　　aggrieved again. 　　I thought for a moment and decided to call Jiang Yuqiu. 　　Jiang Yuqiu chuckled and replied, "What's wrong? Why didn't you call me personally? Sending someone to tell me would have been fine. 　　" I quickly put on a smile and said, "Sister Jiang, are you criticizing me?" "Hehe, I wouldn't criticize you, just 　　offering a suggestion. What's wrong? Is there a problem with the project?" I said, "The problem with the project definitely isn't something I called you 　　about. It's not about the project itself, it's a personal matter, a troublesome matter." She seemed to have other things on her hands; I heard 　　the rustling sound of her flipping through papers. "What troublesome matter? Tell me." I told 　　her about Zhang Guangtao's situation and my thoughts, asking if she could find someone reliable. She hesitated for a moment and said, "This is really something. I'll try 　　. 　　But I'm not sure; I'll ask around first." "Tell me how much it costs." 　　She smiled and said, "I won't spend my own money on this person. I'll arrange it; you still need to show your appreciation." 　　I quickly thanked her. 　　She said, "Thank me. The best way is for you to come to our company. It's no worse than yours." 　　I knew this was another trap, so I quickly said, "If I go now, Lao Jia will kill me." 　　"If he knows I'm poaching you, he won't kill you. He'll just promote you to vice president. Doesn't that count as 　　me helping you?" 　　I smiled wryly, "Sister Jiang, I can't use your invitation to blackmail President Jia. That's too unethical." 　　She said, "So, you still have a conscience, which is why I want to poach you even more. Okay, I won't talk about it on the phone anymore. 　　I'll arrange a meeting with the prosecutors in a couple of days, and we'll talk then. I have things to do right now." 　　I could only thank her again. Well 　　, Jiang Yuqiu agreed, so things might be easier. After all, she's a very influential person. If this can be handled well, even if my mother-in-law is angry about this, she won't say that I 　　blackmailed her 　　because I could help her family. Okay, at worst, I'll just agree to Jiang Yuqiu's offer and work for her, then 　　drift from city to city. 　　But honestly, my heart is still with my mother-in-law. I really want to call Wu Jinmei and ask if Mom has arrived 　　yet, but I don't have the courage. I think even if she went to my older sister's house, she probably didn't say anything, otherwise, my older 　　sister would definitely call and interrogate me. Okay, I can only try calling my mother-in-law, but her phone 　　is off. 　　I think if she still doesn't answer when I call tonight, I'll have to ask Wu Jinmei. 　　So I've been restless all afternoon. In the afternoon, I met with the finance manager, Hu Renyu, mainly to 　　discuss the marketing department's first-quarter bonus plan. Zhu Ying had probably finished up the relevant details before leaving 　　, just some procedural matters. We chatted, and he suggested we have dinner together that evening. I actually 　　wanted to relax, but for some reason, I said, "I feel a little unwell; I probably haven't been resting 　　well lately." He said, "Never mind then. I was planning to take you to a new karaoke bar; it's really comfortable there." I 　　laughed and said, "I can't hold my liquor, so I wouldn't dare go in. I'd really die there." He agreed, saying, "Then go 　　home and rest early. But you owe me today; you'll have to treat me later. 　　" I told Qian Jiaqi I wasn't feeling well and was going home first. She asked if I wanted her to drive me, but I waved her off. I 　　drove home myself. 　　Driving outside of rush hour is so convenient; I got home before 4 PM. 　　I plopped down on the sofa and it took me a while to recover. I made myself a cup of tea, sat down again, and the events of last night seemed to resurface in my mind. I drifted off 　　to sleep. I had a dream where Shang Tao and I went to find my mother-in-law. I don't know what Shang Tao had to do with it, 　　but we found her and my older sister in a small flower bed. But it was clearly Han Yue and Jiang Yuqiu who came out. I wondered 　　how they all ended up together. I hurriedly sat up and took a sip of tea. Only then did I calm down. I couldn't help but smile bitterly 　　. 　　Sitting there wasn't a solution. I was home, but what was the point? I grabbed the phone and dialed my mother-in-law's number, but I still 　　couldn't get through. What was she doing? Had she arrived at my older sister's house? Should I ask? I felt helpless. I 　　thought I'd get something to eat first, and if she still didn't answer when I called again later that night, I'd call my older sister. I couldn't just abandon her.So I went to the refrigerator. There was only a portion of salted soy sauce left by my mother-in-law, and a few eggs. I saw 　　some steamed buns and thought I'd make do with that, so I started to heat up the food. Just then, a strange noise reached my 　　ears. 　　I thought it was coming from the doorway. 　　I listened carefully, and sure enough, it was.

It was the sound of a key turning in the lock.
Who? Who was it?
I froze. My eyes were fixed on the door, my heart pounding even harder as it opened.
Believe me, it felt like a slow-motion scene in a movie, playing frame by frame, not continuous at all; my
heart was practically leaping out of my throat.
First, I saw a bunch of celery and some onions and garlic-like things. Then I saw a handbag
, and I immediately recognized it as my mother-in-law's. Of course, my mother-in-law appeared next. She was carrying a
travel bag in her other hand—that was her luggage.
I immediately realized that she hadn't gone to my older sister's that day; she was back.
"Mom, you're back."
She was clearly taken aback, her face flushed—I couldn't tell if it was from exhaustion or shyness. "Ah, you're home!"
"Where have you been?" I asked urgently.
She changed her shoes without saying a word.
"I called you, but your phone was off." I went over and took the things from her hands.
"The power's out," she whispered.
"It's been out of power since last night." I didn't know if her return meant she accepted me, but at least she wasn't
angry with me. I was truly overjoyed. I couldn't help but pull her to sit on the sofa and say, "Mom,
it's so good to have you back." I quickly poured her another glass of water.
"Where have you been all day?" She took a sip of water and said without looking up, "I had nowhere to go." I
was surprised. She said quietly, "I wanted to go to your older sister's, but on the way, I really didn't know
what to say if I went, so I came back. I spent the whole day in the mall, and then went to the park for a while in the afternoon. My training course isn't until
the day after tomorrow, so I came back."
I chuckled, almost clapping my hands like a child. "Mom, I almost called my older sister
. I didn't know what to say to her, but you didn't answer your phone. I was thinking if I couldn't get through tonight,
I'd have to call her to ask if you'd arrived yet."
She looked at my excitement, but remained calm. "I didn't want to upset her." She looked at
the pickled vegetables on the table and said, "You're just going to eat this tonight?"
I chuckled. "It'll have to do."
She stood up and said, "I'll change my clothes. Luckily I bought some vegetables; I knew you wouldn't eat properly." I
thought to myself, thank goodness I didn't agree to Hu Renyu's offer, otherwise I would have been very disappointed.
When she came out in her pajamas, she said, "Why don't I take a shower first? I worked up a sweat sitting in the park today.
" Seeing that she was still wearing the same white crew-neck shirt she wore last night, I hurriedly said, "We're not in a rush now that you're back. You take a shower, I'll prepare the vegetables." She looked at me, pouted, but a long-lost 　　smile
appeared on her face . 　　I felt so relaxed, just like when I received my college acceptance letter. I diligently 　　picked the celery. My mother-in-law also bought cooked beef, which I successfully plated. Just as I was busy, my mother-in-law 　　came out. 　　Her wet hair was draped over her shoulders, and her white pajamas were soaked with water droplets from her hair. I 　　noticed her bra straps again, but today they seemed to be black. She was wearing floral long pajama pants, 　　looking relaxed, like the mistress of the house. Seeing me busy, she said, "Why are you so diligent today? Don't move, just put it somewhere 　　, I'll cook it." She carried the side dishes into the kitchen, and I followed her in. "Mom, let me help you." 　　She chuckled, "What's gotten into you today? You've suddenly become so keen on doing housework." 　　I stood behind her and chuckled too, "I'm afraid you'll run away again." 　　She smoothed her wet hair and said, "Didn't I tell you? I have nowhere to run. 　　" "Then stay here, stay here forever. 　　" "My training class starts in a couple of days, so I'll move to a hotel. You focus on your work these next few days— 　　don't overthink it." She didn't look at me, continuing to wash the vegetables. 　　I didn't want to experience the thrill of losing what I had gained. I rushed forward and grabbed her waist from behind, 　　saying, "You're not going anywhere, right here." She was clearly startled by my sudden movement, but she didn't turn 　　around or struggle. She just said, "What are you doing here? Making you think nonsense? Making you do bad things?" 　　I immediately sensed the ambiguity in her words. I understood; she wasn't refusing anymore. I didn't know why, 　　and I didn't want to know now. Right now, I just thought this was an opportunity, and if I didn't seize it now, 　　it might disappear in the next moment. 　　I hugged her tighter, and my hand reached up to grasp her breast. She let out a soft moan, her body trembling again, and she 　　said shakily, "What are you doing? Don't do this, Xiaobin." I didn't speak, my hand kneading her breast. 　　It was so soft, like two well-kneaded dough balls. My head rested on her neck, and I just kneaded it wantonly, 　　and she didn't struggle. Gradually, I felt her nipples harden in my hand. Her breathing became heavy. 　　I simply pulled up her round-neck blouse, and she obediently let my hand slip inside. My hand slid down 　　her smooth skin to her bra, then bravely slipped inside, and I felt her nipples—real nipples 　　, both so erect. I pinched and rubbed them. 　　I heard a muffled sound coming from her throat. Ah! My mother-in-law was aroused, so I worked even harder. She whispered, 　　"Hey, take it off." I hurriedly unhooked her bra, and honestly, because I was so excited 　　, it took me quite a while. My little brother was strongly displeased with my clumsiness. 　　Only then did I notice that my little brother was also hard, so as I took off her round-neck blouse and bra 　　, I gently rubbed my little brother against her buttocks. Ah, what an erotic scene!My mother-in-law is about 165cm tall, and I'm 180cm. Looking up from her shoulder, I can see her fair breasts, and my 　　little brother is also rubbing against her plump buttocks. Her breathing becomes heavier, and she tilts her head back, wanting to lean against me 　　. 　　"Mom, can you turn around?" She actually hugs her breasts with both hands and whispers, "No, it's not 　　pretty. Don't look." My mother-in-law is so adorable saying that at this moment.

I quickly coaxed her, saying, "Mom, you're so beautiful, you're the most beautiful." I held her shoulders and turned her around
. She still covered her chest, her face still flushed with shyness. I saw her chest, so white, and
with the force of her hands, a deep cleavage had formed between her breasts. She was indeed middle-aged; her waist
wasn't as slender as a young girl's, but you could still tell she hadn't been exposed to the elements, her skin was still very delicate
. I held her waist, squatted down, and kissed her waist, kissing the excess flesh on her waist.
She tried to escape, "It tickles, it tickles!" I ignored her and continued kissing her. She stopped talking, as if closing
her eyes, letting me fool around. I suddenly realized her hand was on my head, and her legs involuntarily spread apart.
I knew she had surrendered.
My kisses continued upwards; yes, I saw her breasts. How to describe her breasts? Two distinctive
features. First, they were large, which I had noticed long ago, and noticeably sagging. I didn't know their exact size, but
I believed they were significantly larger than Han Yue's. Because of the sagging, they resembled two pears hanging from her chest—a
description that might refer to "suspension breasts." The second feature was their pale areolas and small nipples. Her areolas
were even paler than Zhu Ying's, a light pinkish-red, and her nipples were dark, but not very noticeable due to their small size.
However, perhaps because of their large and sagging breasts, I also noticed some
wrinkles on them.
This was my mother-in-law's breast! These large, not particularly beautiful breasts were presented
before me, and I stared at them calmly for over ten seconds. My mother-in-law must have been surprised, but just as she was about to
ask a question, I suddenly threw myself into her arms.
She only let out a soft "Ow!" and didn't utter a word.
I kissed her areolas, sucked on her nipples, tasted them, and gently nibbled at them. In short, I
kissed every inch of her breasts a thousand times. For a fleeting moment, I even felt like I was kissing my
own mother's breasts. I became even more frenzied, seemingly hearing my mother-in-law's moans, but I was immersed in my own
world. It wasn't
until I could barely breathe from her breasts that I straightened up.
My mother-in-law looked at me, panting heavily, her hands on the counter behind her. After a long while, she said, "What are you doing?
Like you're gnawing on me. It hurts." I chuckled.
She laughed too.
"It's delicious," I said foolishly.
"Go eat your wife's if you want!" I don't know why she blurted that out.
I said, "If I can't eat my wife's, I'll eat Mom's." Her eyes suddenly became deep and thoughtful. "Mom will give you some. Do
n't rush." It was like a mother's gentle murmur to a child.
I held her naked body. "I miss you, Mom!" I thought she would understand what I meant.
Her eyes were burning but hesitant, but she didn't say another word.
I knew she couldn't possibly agree. I hugged her from behind, my hand slipping inside her pajama
bottoms until it reached the edge of her underwear.
"Do you really want this?" She pressed my hand down. "I want you, Mom!" Her head rested against me,
and her hand gradually loosened. My hand slid inside. Ah, a handful of thick hair! I had experienced Zhu Ying's
completely hairless, tender vulva, and I had felt Xi Wanzhu's carefully trimmed, seemingly artistic vulva, but
I had never experienced the vulva of a hairy middle-aged woman. My blood seemed to be flowing to only two
places: my engorged brain and my engorged penis.
My hand gently explored downwards, and I could touch that slit of flesh. I have to say, the feel was truly wonderful. My mother-in-law
didn't look fat, but she had quite a bit of flesh on her body, and her labia were thick. They were easy to handle. Of course, her clitoris seemed already aroused
and erect; I lightly flicked it a couple of times, and she let out a low, hoarse moan. I turned to look at her face; it
was flushed, and her eyes were tightly closed.
So, I mischievously continued to flick her clitoris, her waist twisting in my arms, her legs involuntarily
writhing. My other hand kneaded her breasts; she was completely intoxicated.
The exploration had to continue, of course. My hand moved downwards, as if entering a cave hidden year-round in the rainforest
, wet and glistening—a symbol of any woman's arousal, of course. Under my teasing,
my mother-in-law's juices had overflowed. But I couldn't actually enter her vagina, because
my position was from above, making it impossible to penetrate, and her legs were tightly closed.
I helped my mother-in-law lean against the countertop; she remained silent, her eyes tightly shut. I crouched
down and pulled down her pajama bottoms. She whimpered, "Don't do this, Xiaobin, don't do this." Of course, I
couldn't listen to her, especially since her attitude wasn't firm. With a little force, I pulled her pajama bottoms down, revealing
gray underwear. Of course, I didn't have time to appreciate that now; I pulled the underwear
down in one go as well. She tried to cover herself, but I blocked her with my hand.
Now I could truly see my mother-in-law's vulva. It was indeed hairy, shiny, and a little messy
, but so sexy. I could vaguely see her vulva, and I could also see that her labia were a bit long,
hanging down. It was so exciting! I admit I am indeed fascinated by mature women in their forties and fifties, but in fact,
I've only met Zhu Ying and Sister Xi, who are both in their early forties. This is the first time I've actually seen a woman in her fifties,
let alone my mother-in-law. My fingers gently probed into her pubic area. Yes, from below,
it wasn't easy to see the entrance, but my fingertips quickly found it. I didn't enter, but
simply gently rubbed her labia.
Beneath my fingertips, her labia rose and fell, and I heard her soft moans again, a passionate expression
. Her juices seeped onto my hand, making it even more lubricated as I rubbed. She was being caressed like this, and
my fingers, seemingly lubricated by her touch, naturally slipped into that magical cave. She
trembled as if electrocuted. My index finger, fearless as ever, explored skillfully,
leaving its mark within the folds of her vaginal cavity.
My mother-in-law could barely stand; her legs went weak. She relied entirely on the counter for balance, her
elbows braced against it, presenting her body at a greater angle. I could now clearly
see her vulva; her labia were purplish-black, swollen and glistening with excitement, and everted. I
could also see the flesh beneath her labia, a rosy red, seemingly full of moisture, like
pink lotus leaves in a pond in August. So alluring.
I'm sorry, in this lewd scene, I couldn't resist the temptation. I gently pressed my face against hers, my tongue precisely touching her clitoris. At this moment, her clitoris was swollen and red like a ripe cherry, very 　　elastic
in my mouth. I gently teased it with my tongue, and she finally uttered two words, "Xiaobin—" Her vulva, having 　　just showered, had almost no body odor, only a faint scent of shower gel. Actually, it was a pity; I really 　　wanted to ask what it smelled like. But it's okay, there should be other opportunities later. My tongue slipped into her crevice, teasing her 　　labia. Her juices flowed like a dam bursting, soaking my lips and entering my mouth. 　　She seemed to realize what I was doing, pushing my head away and saying, "What are you doing? It's dirty!" I looked at her; 　　actually, from below, all I could see were her two large, parted breasts. "Delicious." "No— 　　it's unclean," she murmured. 　　"Mom, are you comfortable?" 　　"—Mmm—comfortable." 　　Since she was comfortable, I continued. The deeper my tongue probed, the louder and more trembling her cries became. Eventually, 　　I felt her voice was hoarse, even though she tried her best to keep it low. Finally, she 　　pushed me away again, her voice trembling with tears, "Enough, enough, enough—enough." Nothing more. 　　"Mom, have you reached your climax?" "Yes—yes, yes." She could barely form complete sentences 　　. 　　I had initially intended to insert my penis right there, but quickly dismissed the idea. For a first time 　　, it was a bit too informal and might not be acceptable to her. I whispered in her ear, "Let's go inside. 　　" She remained silent, only gently pushing me towards the bedroom, clutching her body. 　　I placed her on the bed, turned back to turn on the air conditioner, and when I returned, I found her sitting on the bed, 　　looking at me with dazed eyes. "Xiaobin, I'm still a little scared." My mother-in-law's plump body, her soft breasts 　　hanging loosely on her chest, and her waist rounded with flesh, were captivating. The dark hair between her legs was striking. I was so aroused that I quickly 　　pulled down my pants, saying, "Mom, don't be afraid, I'm here." In reality, I knew that this 　　kind of answer was obviously meaningless. 　　She looked at the bulging thing under my underwear and fell silent again. 　　I pulled down my underwear, and my penis finally saw the light of day again. It was already hard and bluish, like an angry child, 　　glaring at me. My mother-in-law, Shi Youlan, glanced at me, then turned her head and said, "Xiaobin, can't we not do this?" I knew 　　she was making a last-ditch effort. For any mother-in-law about to have an affair with her son-in-law, this kind of struggle 　　would probably exist. But I wanted to set aside worldly relations. Right now, in this room, there was only a naked 　　man and a naked woman. What I wanted to do was to make her temporarily forget those worldly relations, to let us become a 　　real man and woman. 　　I got onto the bed with my erect penis, gently kissed her face, and whispered, "Mom, I missed you." She lowered 　　her head, trying to avoid my kiss. 　　"I know you don't want this. Just think of it as me going crazy for once." My hand stroked her erect 　　nipple. 　　"Maybe we really are crazy," she said softly. 　　I laid her flat on the bed, and she turned her face away. My other hand pressed against her vulva, and this time, 　　I easily slipped inside. She didn't cry out as before, but she clearly bit her lip. 　　I gently probed, inside her plump vulva. Her hand covered her mouth, but she couldn't 　　hide the moans from her heart. 　　I knelt between her legs again, kissing her honey pot. My tongue, though not as nimble as my fingers, was full of breath, 　　full of a man's desire. Her waist twisted like a snake, and she secreted more fluid. Her 　　vulva opened wider and wider. I felt it was time. I straightened up, raised my penis, and thrust it into her vulva 　　, hidden among the thick foliage. 　　She cried out "Ah!" and her eyes snapped open, looking at me with a mixture of resentment and excitement, before 　　closing them again. 　　My penis went in deeply without any effort. Perhaps because of her age, her vaginal cavity 　　wasn't very tight, and with so much fluid, it was lubricated enough. With a slight effort, my penis was fully 　　inserted. She was still clenching her teeth, tightly covering her mouth. 　　I slowly pulled out, then inserted again, this time with more force, causing her body to tremble. I felt that 　　her vagina was rather short; it seemed that as soon as I inserted it all the way in, I could touch a piece of flesh, like a small mouth sucking on my glans. 　　I felt extremely comfortable and stimulated, like a greedy child trying to suck away its food. Fortunately, 　　I had strong self-control, otherwise I was really worried that I would ejaculate in a couple of thrusts. 　　I had never encountered this situation before. This was indeed different from other women. Han Yue's was tight 　　, although it had loosened up a bit in the last two years. Zhu Ying's bright white vagina was so arousing that it made my nose bleed, while Xi Wanzhu 　　's quiet exterior concealed a wildness that was irresistible. But no one could feel like my mother-in-law's vagina—not very 　　tight, but with a powerful suction. 　　I enjoyed this feeling. It was as if every time I inserted it, a mouth would suck on my glans and urethral opening; it 　　was a double enjoyment. I continued thrusting slowly. This stimulation was probably quite intense for her; she opened her eyes 　　and looked at me, silent but her gaze captivating. 　　That look from her seemed like a command, and I decided to speed up. I braced myself on the bed, like a brave warrior ...i=66> Shi launched a frantic attack. She clearly hadn't expected my sudden attack, and her voice became uncontrollable as she 　　screamed, "Xiaobin, slow down, slow down—" How could I slow down? In fact, I felt that due to the increased speed, I...

My penis didn't seem to be gripped as tightly by her vagina as before, but until it reached the deepest point,
it was still being drawn to me like a magnet. I felt a strange mix of stimulation and pleasure.
I continued thrusting like this, and she seemed to have completely let go of her inhibitions, crying out unrestrainedly, "Xiaobin, be gentle
, be gentle. I can't take it anymore!" More often than not, it was just meaningless low hisses. Her eyes were still closed,
her fingers bitten in her mouth, as if trying to control her emotions, but it was clearly useless. My thrusts made her large
breasts bounce up and down. Like waves, I loved the feeling. The way those two mounds of white flesh rolled against her chest
was incredibly beautiful. The harder I thrust, the more they rolled. I figured that if I didn't focus
on my penis, the stimulation might be less intense and the time might last longer. So I just stared at her breasts. She
murmured softly, "Slower, baby, it's hitting my heart." "Good baby, I can't take it anymore,
hurry up, I'm going to die." Her voice was trembling with tears.
It wasn't that I was heartless; in fact, when a woman says those words, she's at her most excited. Of course, I had to thrust
. I was like a perpetual motion machine with a newly replaced battery, thrusting my penis deep into her body again and again
. Finally, her waist heaved violently, and then I felt a tingling sensation in my penis. I knew
she had reached orgasm. When I looked at her again, her face was flushed, her head was turned to one side, and her body was convulsing and heaving
.
I quickly pulled out my penis. "Mom, what's wrong?" She didn't answer.
"Mom, are you feeling better?" She still didn't answer.
"Mom—"
"Don't call me Mom." She seemed to have just recovered.
I laughed. "If you don't call me Mom, then what should I call you?" "Anything. Just don't call me Mom." Her voice was both excited and resentful.
"Then I'll call you Youlan." I teased her. "Or I'll call you my first wife." She opened her eyes and tried to sit up.
"You're such a bad guy." "Is being a bad guy that bad?" I pointed to my penis.
Her face showed anger. "It's the worst." Then she couldn't help but look at it again and said, "
Haven't you ejaculated yet?" I held it up and asked mischievously, "What should I do?" She looked at me with a bit of fear. "Xiaobin, I
'm falling apart." I said coquettishly, "Then can I go slower, Youlan?" I added the name later.
"Don't call me Youlan." She rolled her eyes at me.
"You won't let me call you 'Mom,' and you won't let me call you 'Your First Wife,' then I'll call you 'First Wife.'
" She pretended to hit me, but didn't. "Don't call me anything, don't say a word. —I'm such a sinner." How could I let her think about ethics and
morality anymore? My hand gently stroked her breasts, which were already sweaty. "How about we change positions
?" Her hand also gently touched my penis, and she said with great pity, "Xiaobin, are you comfortable?" "Comfortable
, Mom, I've never felt so comfortable." She held my penis and looked up. "Am I that good?" "Mom,
are you comfortable?" She lowered her head. "I'm almost dead." I laughed. "Then let's change positions, save
some effort." She seemed both expectant and fearful. "Then—Xiaobin, go slower, Mom can't take it at her age.
" I told her not to worry and quickly helped her lie down. I tried to position her legs, and she seemed to understand,
turning around and asking hesitantly, "In this position?" "It's comfortable like this." I didn't say much more, because my
mother-in-law's large buttocks were incredibly tempting. Between her parted legs, I could see wet
pubic hair, and her labia were already wide open from my work. The rosy flesh seemed to beckon my entry
.
I aimed at her entrance, twisted my body, and thrust my penis in. She shuddered, not yet reacting
, my penis deeply inserted. She cried out, turning back like a pleading wife, "
I told you to go slower." I didn't say anything, holding her large buttocks, pushing in again and again. Her body
trembled violently under my assault, and I had to hold her still with my hands. She no longer blamed me, because
all she could make were mumbled sounds.
This position was different for me because my penis, erect high, could fit against
the top of her vaginal cavity, and each thrust was a friction against the glans, incredibly pleasurable. Even
just now, I hadn't imagined my mother-in-law's vagina could be so intoxicating. If I had known earlier, I definitely wouldn't
have waited until today. I admit that Han Yue from our wedding day immediately flashed through my mind. I wondered
what it would have been like to have an affair with my mother-in-law back then.
Sometimes, a distraction is a good thing; it keeps the cerebral cortex less tense. My
penis, however, continued its high-intensity work. My mother-in-law could no longer support herself with her hands; her body slumped
down. I paused for a moment, just about to ask... She said softly, "It's too deep, you're going in too fast, my breasts
are swaying." I laughed, and immediately
the image of my mother-in-law's two big white breasts swaying back and forth beneath her body flashed into my mind. Damn, I love watching big breasts sway back and forth. Next time, I'm definitely going to have her sit on me,
I want to see them with my own eyes and touch them with my own hands. Just thinking about it makes me feel so good.
However, her leaning down made my penetration even smoother. I seemed to have found that little suction cup again.
Every time my penis went in, it was sucked by that little pad, so I wasn't in a hurry to pull out, and just rubbed it there.
My mother-in-law's moans became especially heart-wrenching with each rubbing.
"Xiaobin, you're killing me." "Xiaobin, let me go." "You're my ancestor, you want to ...""i=58> Oh my god!" I heard it so excitingly. Although I couldn't see my mother-in-law's face, I imagined her expression 　　must have been incredibly rich, her face must have been contorted. 　　Suddenly, I felt her vagina twitch again, and I knew her next orgasm was coming. I 　　intensified my thrusts because I didn't want to take her too long. My thrusts amplified the intensity of her orgasm, and her whole body 　　began to tremble. My glans felt a tingling sensation, the spray of her vaginal fluid. I 　　couldn't hold back any longer, and a thick stream of semen gushed out.

Her voice was hoarse, her body trembling, but she still tried her best to maintain that position until
I finished ejaculating. When my penis was pulled out, it was red and still semi-erect. Looking at my mother-in-law's pubic hair,
semen was already flowing out of the opening, sticking to her pubic hair, like a bearded man drinking thick
milk. Drops of semen dripped onto the sheets, but she still didn't move, as if she had lost consciousness.
I liked to see this scene, the red flesh of her vagina, the shiny black labia, the pubic
hair stained with white semen, and damn, the wrinkled anus at the end of my mother-in-law's pubic hair. My hand unconsciously touched
her upturned buttocks, touched her labia. She seemed to be acupunctured, lying face down on the bed.
I sat beside her, gently stroking her back. The skin on her back was still white and tender, but it was
no longer very smooth. My hand slid over her waist, up her buttocks, as if caressing a work of art.
It took her a while to catch her breath. She turned to look at me and said, "I really almost died just now." I
chuckled.
She was still lying on the ground, saying, "Still laughing? You practically smashed my body." I wanted to ask who was more powerful, me or my father-in-law, but then I
thought it wouldn't be appropriate, so I changed my question to, "Did you find it really exciting?" I
didn't expect her to answer such a direct question, but to my surprise, she nodded and said, "Exciting, so exciting! I haven't felt this excited in at least ten years."
I smiled, feeling genuinely gratified that my efforts had been acknowledged.
She rolled over, leaning against my thigh, and slowly said, "Isn't this too crazy, Xiaobin?"
I knew she was referring to our relationship. "So—do you like it?" She touched my leg, her eyes glazed, and
said, "I don't know." "Are you happy?" She was silent for a moment before saying, "I feel a little stiff, and my
legs hurt a bit from you bending them, but I feel relaxed all over, very comfortable. But it feels like
there's a stone stuck in my heart." It's not easy for a fifty-year-old woman to accept the reality of having sex with her son-in-law.
I stroked her arm and said, "Mom, I already said, just consider it a crazy one, don't
feel pressured." She didn't say anything.
"I really like you, I really like how it feels with you. Don't worry, I will never
force you under any circumstances. Just stay here peacefully. If I want you, I'll ask you. If you want me, let me come
home for dinner tonight, and I'll know." She still didn't speak. She just stared at me with her eyes open.
"Even after you go back to Hongyang, you'll still be my mother-in-law. I'll call you whenever I miss you. You can
come if you want, or not if you don't. If you miss me, just give me a call. As long as I'm in Runzhou, I'll definitely come
home." She let me touch her arm.
"Actually, I feel like crying right now," she said slowly. "Actually, I felt this day would come sooner or later
. I don't know why, I just had this feeling. It's been two or three years, and I
can't even explain it myself. I don't know if it's fear or a little anticipation. I'm really... Xiaobin, am I being pathetic?"
"Mom, what are you saying?"
"Actually, I don't know why I came early, why I stayed here with you. I feel like I'm
a little... sigh... you don't know how much I struggled when I left today. At lunchtime at the mall, I
kept thinking I couldn't come back, couldn't come back, but I still came back. Am I crazy?"
My hand stroked her cheek. "Mom, you're crazy, and I'm crazy too, but what's wrong with being crazy? We
can be happy." "But I'm afraid of your dad—" "We won't let your dad know, will
we?" She nodded. "But I feel bad for him." I nodded sadly. "Not letting him know
is not hurting him. Besides, your happiness is a comfort to him too."
"Will he?" She suddenly became a little woman who needed my comfort.
"Yes." I said firmly.
"But we can't let Hanyue and the others know either, I—" She was still hesitant. "Don't worry, Mom, no third
person will know about this. This will be our secret forever. And don't worry, Mom, I will never force you
to do anything you don't want to do. Whenever you tell me to stop, we will definitely stop." She didn't speak, but I could
see the joy in her eyes. She hugged my leg and gently rubbed it. Suddenly she said, "I'm still
a little hungry." I then remembered that I had dragged her out of the kitchen. I chuckled. "I'm a little hungry too.
" She got up. She sat down on the semen-staining sheets, then looked at her own pubic area and said, "So much.
" "It's not all mine, some is yours too."

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