Desire for Mother-in-Law

Undeniably, I have an incestuous complex. I started fantasizing about and spying on the women in my family around sixth grade. I spied on my mother while she showered and even groped her; I'll elaborate on this later. As I grew older, especially after starting university, I came to feel that incestuous desires were shameful, and I stopped fantasizing about my mother. However, those buried desires always resurface at the right time.

The first time I met my mother-in-law, I didn't feel anything special. She was just an ordinary middle-aged woman, about 166 cm tall, with average features and skin, so I didn't have any impure thoughts. My real desire for her began during the time she helped me take care of my child. It was summer, and my mother-in-law liked to wear shorts and a sleeveless vest. This outfit really highlighted her beauty. First, her skin was incredibly white, a stark contrast to her face. Second, her legs were long, slender, and fair, without a trace of excess fat. Although she was nearly 60 at the time, her legs looked like they belonged to someone in their 30s, at least more beautiful than my wife's. Third, her breasts were clearly visible through her clothing; they were quite large and firm. Instantly, my desire was aroused. Of course, her abdomen was bulging with fat, not perfectly flat. But for someone with incestuous tendencies, the protruding belly didn't disgust me at all; instead, it had a unique allure. Most fascinating was her pair of loose-fitting shorts—not the hot pants of young girls, but the boxer shorts that middle-aged women wear under their trousers. They weren't very form-fitting, leaving gaps that revealed her vulva. Watching her walk around in those shorts, sometimes sitting down, I could almost see the shadow of the edge of her underwear, which truly made my genitals throb with desire. Seriously, I want to tear open her faded, washed-out panties and shove my hard cock directly into her dry, old cunt, thrusting wildly until I reach peak pleasure.

In reality, of course, rape is impossible, so I can only fantasize using her panties and bra that she keeps in the bathroom. Then, I try every possible way to peep at her while she showers. The bathroom door has a row of wooden vents at the bottom; if I lie on the floor and look inside, I can definitely see some of the scenery. So, whenever my wife isn't around, I shamelessly lie down and peer through the steam at her sexy, fleshy body. The feeling is almost unbearable; I desperately want to rush in, pin her against the wall, and fuck her. Looking up, her legs appear even longer and more shapely, and her cunt doesn't have much hair—the sparse hair on her vulva is quite unique. Her rounded belly is fleshy, like a woman three or four months pregnant, arousing a strange kind of desire in me. Particularly noteworthy were her breasts. Freed from the constraints of her bra, her breasts only sagged slightly, white, tender, and large—a full C-cup. Perhaps due to her thin skin, the veins on her breasts were faintly visible. At that moment, my third leg throbbed even more, and I couldn't wait to mount her, to ravage her breasts, and to thrust into her steamed bun-like cunt.

Waiting, waiting, how I longed for such an opportunity...

[The End]

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