My seventy-year-old father-in-law still has sexual ability

At that time, my mother-in-law had passed away less than a year ago, and my husband was living with us.
I could clearly feel his gaze sometimes fixed on my chest and buttocks.
Although I felt a little disgusted, deep down I was also somewhat intoxicated by my own charm.
I figured he was almost seventy, so he could only indulge in a fleeting, voluminous fantasy.
But then I discovered something on my underwear—one day, while washing it, I found semen stains! Looks like he's still got it, I thought to myself, thinking, "At his age, he's better than his son!" I even felt a sudden urge to tease him.
Around that time, my husband and I were having a fight and sleeping in separate beds, and I was having sleepless nights.
That day, we argued again, and he stormed out.
I got a bottle of Shaoxing wine, brewed some, and drank it. My husband silently drank with me, and before I knew it, I was dizzy.
The more I drank, the hotter I felt. I even boldly went into the room, took off my bra, changed into a tight-fitting halter-neck dress, and, strangely enough, touched up my makeup before coming out to continue drinking.
I clearly saw the old man's sparkling eyes and his flushed face.
A surge of smugness rose within me; if the old man was interested in me, why couldn't my husband? Thinking this, I unconsciously crossed my legs, and the old man's eyes were immediately drawn to my short, sexy legs.
Looking into his sparkling eyes, I felt a little wet down there.
But I'm a respectable woman, and I don't know how to be seductive; it seems I can only pretend to be drunk. I made up my mind.
As I drank, I lay down on the sofa and pretended to fall asleep.
I heard the old man call me a few times, then he took a sheet and draped it over my stomach.
A wave of disappointment washed over me; was the old man afraid? I pretended to turn over, and the hem of my skirt lifted with my movement, revealing most of my buttocks.
This way, I could turn my back to the old man and avoid being discovered, while also teasing him a bit. I was quite pleased with myself for this move—let's see if he can resist! Just then, I heard the old man's breathing become heavier, and he called my name twice in a trembling voice near my ear. I pretended to be asleep and ignored him, but the warm breath on my ear made me itch.
Suddenly, I felt a rough hand on my thigh exposed outside my skirt. My heart jumped into my throat. I thought, "Here it comes! The old man finally couldn't resist my charm." My leg muscles tensed, goosebumps rose, and I felt even more sensitive. The itching sensation continued all the way to my groin. My anus tightened, and my vagina secreted lubrication—it had been too long since I'd been soothed.
I felt that rough hand moving upwards. Oh my god, it was almost to my groin! My mind screamed, should I stop him? Hmm, if it went any higher, he might discover my wet secret! Hmm… I didn’t expect the old man to press his hand on my clitoris so quickly. I couldn’t help but groan. Oh my god, he must have felt how wet I was! What should I do? He started rubbing it! Hmm, I can’t take it anymore! But he showed no signs of stopping. I felt wetter and wetter. What should I do? I should have known better than to tease him! Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation on my buttocks. The old man gently lifted my skirt and pulled my underwear down by the sides. Oh my god! My genitals were completely exposed to the old man. I couldn’t help but contract. He must have noticed! Ah! A finger went in. Hmm… hmm, I couldn’t help but groan through my nose.
Hearing my voice, the old man’s thrusting slowed down noticeably, but then he inserted two fingers at once. Oh my god! So full! I haven’t felt like this in so long! The rough fingers scraped against my tender flesh. It hurt a little, but it felt amazing. I even longed for it to go in even deeper! The old man began thrusting rapidly, and my vagina grew increasingly wet. The squelching sounds of his thrusting made my body heat up, my cheeks flush, and I longed to reach out and rub my swollen breasts, but I couldn't, and dared not.
Suddenly, the old man withdrew his finger, leaving me feeling empty. The rustling sound of clothes made my heart leap into my throat. I couldn't guess what the old man was going to do. Logically, a seventy-year-old shouldn't have that ability anymore; at most, he'd just be indulging in a masturbation session. What else could it be? Just then, a hot, mushroom-shaped object pressed against the entrance of my vagina. I was startled. Did the old man still have that ability?!
As I struggled internally about whether to wake up and stop him, that mushroom-shaped object thrust inside! So full, so hot, so deep! I hadn't felt anything like this in years! If I had struggled a little before, now I wouldn't wake up to stop him even if I were slapped twice.
The old man began thrusting, his thick penis filling my vagina completely and penetrating so deeply, each time reaching places I'd never before touched. "All the way in! All the way in!" I screamed inwardly, unable to resist moaning along with his thrusts! The old man, no longer caring whether I was awake or not, began thrusting violently, each time going all the way in. His hips slapped against my buttocks with a resounding thud. His egg-sized glans slammed in with such force, causing me a mix of pain, soreness, and above all, pleasure! My vagina grew increasingly wet, and I felt a surge of urgency—this was incest! Thinking of this, my vagina tightened, and a gush of vaginal fluid erupted from within. I climaxed! But the old man continued like a pile driver, the rhythmic thrusting and slapping sounds creating a captivating symphony. I was lost in ecstasy again! A few minutes later, I felt a gush of hot semen shoot into my vagina. It felt so good; the sensation of the semen hitting my vagina, the fullness that filled it—it had been so long since I'd felt that way.
Afterward, the old man hastily cleaned my genitals with toilet paper and put my underwear back on. I could feel his hands trembling, and my heart was trembling too! It took me a while to finally fall asleep. I woke up after 2 a.m. and quietly went to my room to try and sleep again, but I couldn't fall asleep. I felt a swelling in my vagina, and I could still feel my father-in-law's large penis inside me.
The next day, my father-in-law acted as if nothing had happened, but his eyes darted away from me.
Thinking about the orgasm he had given me, I even wished he would be bolder. I started dressing more and more casually at home, sometimes even revealingly.
How I wished I could experience it again, to shout out loud, fully conscious! But from then on, the old man avoided me whenever he saw me, completely ignoring my advances. I gradually calmed down; after all, it was incest! Let's just consider it a pleasant dream!
[The End]

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