A dignified Shanghai mother-in-law

Prologue:
"Call me Daddy!"
I had just returned home from a business trip and gently pinched my adorable, chubby son. He nestled obediently in my mother-in-law's arms, his little hands clutching the pinwheel my father-in-law had just bought him, his eyes fixed on me.
My wife sat on the bed, watching us with a smile, completely unaware that my hand had slid down from my son's face to touch my mother-in-law's chest. My mother-in-law glared at me, then nervously turned away, blocking my wife's view, saying, "This time next year, we'll be calling each other Daddy and Mommy." I chuckled and said, "Yes, and next year at this time, we'll be calling each other Grandpa and Grandma." My hand, however, continued to gently pinch my mother-in-law's nipple, squeezing slightly harder when I said "Grandma." My mother-in-law trembled slightly, gave me a sidelong glance, and said, "Go find your mother, it's time for milk."
She turned away from my harassment and handed my son to my wife on the bed.
I promptly snatched the pinwheel from my son's hand. Seeing his beloved little pinwheel taken away, my son's mouth dropped open, and he was about to cry.
My wife quickly coaxed, "Sweetie, drink your milk first, then Daddy will let you play with it." I pretended to tease my son, pouncing on the bed like a hungry wolf, saying, "If you don't eat, sweetie, Daddy will take your food!" That made both my wife and mother-in-law blush.
My mother-in-law turned around, swaying her hips as she left.
At the door, she gave me a seductive glance. I understood what that glance meant. I told my wife I needed to take a shower, quickly grabbed a pair of underwear from the drawer, and left, closing the door behind me.
My mother-in-law walked ahead at a leisurely pace. Hearing my footsteps, she turned back and gave me a playful look, saying, "You just got home and instead of spending time with your son, you're running around everywhere?" What are you doing? Damn it, don't you know what I'm up to? I gave her a wolfish look, but replied calmly, "I was all sweaty on the way back, I'm going to take a shower first." I quickly caught up with her from behind and hugged her. I'm taller than her, and my hands perfectly cupped her full breasts. I lowered my head and whispered in her ear, "Don't you know what I want?" I breathed hot air into her ear as I spoke. I knew her ears were sensitive, and she turned her head away, trying to avoid me, but she retorted softly, "Don't be silly! How would I know what you want? Ah…no…Xiao Liu is still here!" I took her earlobe in my mouth, and then squeezed her soft breasts in my hands. I felt her body go limp; if I hadn't been holding her, she probably would have collapsed onto the stair railing.
So sexy! I thought to myself, but I wouldn't let her off the hook with my words: "So what if I'm being affectionate with my mother-in-law? Tell me! Were you wet when you were in my room just now?" "You...! Xiao Liu really was there!" My mother-in-law started to resist a little, but not very fiercely.
I continued, "So what if she was! It's not her place to be jealous!"
"Oh, you! I knew you and her were up to something! No wonder she looked so blushing when she came out of your room last time!" The more she talked, the more she struggled! I realized I was doomed; I'd let it slip, but I couldn't admit it even if you killed me! I forcefully restrained my mother-in-law, saying, "What are you saying? Me and her? How could that be! I can barely handle you, you're like a wolf in sheep's clothing, how could I possibly have the energy to deal with her!" She stopped struggling and continued, "Then what happened when I saw her come out of your room with a flushed face?" I pretended to think for a moment and asked, "Which day? When?" "
Which day! The day I asked her to call you downstairs! She came out with a red face and watery eyes, clearly in heat! That slut!" I thought to myself, this woman is so stupid, she didn't even bother to conceal herself before going out! I quickly explained, "What are you talking about? That time, she just saw me without clothes when she came in!" My mother-in-law started struggling again, saying, "Hmph! Then why did it take so long!" Honestly, that day I only touched her, nothing else! A woman's jealousy is truly not to be underestimated! At this point, I wasn't flustered anymore. I rubbed her even harder and pushed her forward with my buttocks, saying, "Don't you know me? Every time it takes more than half an hour! Do you think I'm your father-in-law? One, two, three, and you're done?!" She seemed a little shaken, but still stubbornly denied it, saying sullenly, "Then dare you say you haven't had feelings for her? The girl is young and beautiful, and she calls me 'brother-in-law' all the time, in such a sweet voice!" Hearing this, I almost laughed out loud. So she was jealous. That makes things easier! "Heaven and earth bear witness, having you two is enough for me in this life! Come on! Hurry up and come with me to take a bath!" After saying that, I pulled her towards her bedroom.
Arriving at my mother-in-law's room, I closed the door. She pulled her hand away from mine and said, "Weren't you going to take a shower?" "Yes, I'll have to shower soon anyway!" With that, I pounced on her, pinning her down on the bed. "I missed you so much during this week-long business trip! Come on, hurry up!" My mother-in-law went limp the moment I tackled her, though she still pretended to be reserved. I didn't care; time was of the essence. I slipped my hand under her skirt and ripped off her panties. My mother-in-law gasped, saying, "Little Liu is really home!" My hand returned to her inner thigh, easily finding the entrance to her paradise. My middle finger slid in gently. Still trying to be tough! She's already soaking wet! I said, "Ignore her! She won't come up anyway. Come on, you're all wet." "Ugh! No, if she finds out, I'll be so embarrassed!"
she cried, struggling fiercely. I pressed my body against hers, my middle finger starting to move in and out rapidly. With my other hand, I unzipped my pants, pulled my underwear aside, and my throbbing, hard penis sprang out. I said fiercely, "When I got home, I told her I wanted to eat pig's trotters, and I asked her to go to the supermarket to buy them for me!" Then I kissed my mother-in-law's neck. My mother-in-law's tense mood relaxed, and her legs and limbs went weak. I straightened up. I parted her legs, thrust my hips forward, and my penis went in halfway. My mother-in-law cried out, "Gently!...Hmm...Then hurry up!" I mischievously thrust a few times and asked, "Hurry up or gently?" My mother-in-law gave me a coquettish look and said, "Hurry up!" Like hearing a bugle call, I thrust my penis all the way in. My mother-in-law closed her eyes, frowned, opened her mouth and let out a soft "ah," her head tilting back as I thrust in, revealing her snow-white neck. Her full breasts rippled like flowing water. I almost ejaculated! It had been a week since I'd done it, and my penis was a little too sensitive.
I steadied myself and lifted my mother-in-law's skirt with both hands. Sure enough, she wasn't wearing a bra! She knew I was coming back and was already prepared to be fucked! Grabbing her full, snow-white breasts with both hands, I said while kneading them, "Why aren't you wearing a bra? Did you deliberately not wear one because you knew I was coming back?" "Ah... no! I rarely wear a bra at home! Hmm." "Really? Then why were you wearing such a conservative bra last time, the time before that? I didn't even know how to untie it!" As I spoke, I began another rapid series of thrusts, each one reaching the very bottom.
"Ah! Ah... Ah! Ah! That's because... um! To keep out you, you pervert! Ah! Ah!
"
Seeing my mother-in-law wanting to scream but not daring to, a sense of satisfaction welled up inside me: "Knowing I'm a pervert, you still seduce me?" I started thrusting vigorously. I knew this time was urgent and I had to finish quickly, otherwise, after my wife finished breastfeeding and put our son to sleep, if I caught them doing this live, we'd all be finished.
"Who... um... who seduced you!"
"You didn't seduce me, you didn't seduce me, you didn't seduce me!..." I said as I punished her by pulling out completely each time, leaving only the head of my penis, and then thrusting it in hard each time, almost hitting my mother-in-law's cervix. At first, my mother-in-law would let out a soft "ah" each time I thrust in, and after dozens of thrusts, she suddenly grabbed the sheet next to her and covered her mouth with it, making soft moans and groans. Her two thighs were tightly wrapped around my waist, her feet hooked around my buttocks from behind, and her other hand tightly covered one of her breasts. I felt my penis being tightly squeezed, and I knew she had orgasmed. Then came another storm of thrusting, and my ejaculation came...
Chapter 1 The Dignified Shanghai Mother-in-Law
I am a typical loser from a poor background. My hometown is in Linyi, Shandong. My family is very ordinary, you could say poor. But I am still ambitious and got into Fudan University, which changed my life.
He was quite tall and handsome, around 178 cm, which is probably why my wife, a Shanghainese, married me despite everything.
She's three years younger than me and we didn't go to the same university, East China Normal University.
We met through a dormitory exchange program. She later told me that the first time she saw me, she felt I looked familiar, a bit like Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu's first meeting.
She was the one who pursued me. Actually, I've always felt inferior around her, to the point that in bed we always had a missionary-like approach, afraid to show her any disrespect. But how could I, someone who frequents pornographic forums, be satisfied with that? There's a demon within me, constantly suppressed, but where there's oppression, there's resistance, and the slightest spark will ignite it… When I met my mother-in-law, she was already a full-time housewife.
My first impression of her was that people from Shanghai, a big city, are indeed better at maintaining their appearance than those from the countryside. She was very fashionable, and apart from being a bit plump, she looked like she was only thirty-five or thirty-six at 45.
With her long, wavy chestnut hair and almond-shaped eyes, if it weren't for the crow's feet around her eyes betraying her age, I would have mistaken her for my wife's older sister.
Her breasts were high and full, I'd estimate at least a 37C, and her hips were quite large, with a little extra fat around her abdomen, but she looked dignified, elegant, and incredibly classy.
Later, I discovered that my mother-in-law was a person who valued quality of life, appreciated refinement, and was a very traditional and filial woman—a true model of a virtuous wife and mother, capable in both domestic and social settings.
However, I never dreamed that my outwardly dignified mother-in-law would be so sly inside.
My father-in-law and mother-in-law were colleagues at the same company. Later, he went into business and became a small business owner in the decoration industry, while my mother-in-law was a construction cost estimator at a state-owned construction company, likely contributing significantly to my father-in-law's business.
After my father-in-law's mother passed away, my father-in-law moved in with them. At that time, my father-in-law's business was thriving, so my mother-in-law bought out her employment and became a full-time housewife, making it easier to care for her elderly mother.
When we got married, my wife and I bought a small apartment—a one-bedroom, 50-square-meter unit—with my mother-in-law's help with the down payment. We enjoyed two years of our life as a couple.
Every weekend, we would go to my mother-in-law's house for a meal and stay overnight, returning to our apartment on Sunday night.
Later, my wife's grandfather suffered a stroke, leaving him paralyzed on one side. He had no feeling in one side of his body,
but his other hand could move freely, though not very effectively. He was confined to bed for all his needs, so we hired a caregiver, Xiao Liu, to help look after him. Xiao Liu was in her early twenties, from a village in Gansu. She was fairly good-looking, but her youthful energy was undeniable. Every time she saw my wife and me, she would call us "sister" and "brother-in-law," which warmed my heart.
Later, because my wife's grandfather was paralyzed and likely wouldn't live much longer, our plans to have a child were put on the agenda. My wife's grandfather hoped to have four generations under one roof before he died, and for the same reason, my wife and I were called back to live with my mother-in-law.
My father-in-law's house was a 240-square-meter duplex, more than enough for two more people.
My father-in-law is an only son, and my mother-in-law's two older brothers both have sons, but unfortunately, my mother-in-law only has a daughter. Although they don't say it, my in-laws treat me very well. From the way my mother-in-law looks at me and from our conversations, I know that my in-laws have always longed for a son.
Now, their son-in-law is like half a son, making up for their regret of not having a son.
Later, it became common for my mother-in-law to ask me what I wanted to eat, and then make it without ever asking my wife's opinion.
Sometimes my wife gets jealous, complaining that I've taken away her position. Before, she would let her decide what to eat and play with, but now she almost never asks her opinion.
I can only comfort her by saying, "A mother-in-law loves her son-in-law more and more! Haha!" At first, my mother-in-law was quite normal at home. Although she dressed casually, she almost always wore a bra, presenting a kind and loving mother figure to me. I was quite happy to have such a dignified mother-in-law.
I also paid attention to my image, dressing normally at home.
However, as summer came, I started wearing t-shirts at home, and my chest would often be soaked with sweat after eating.
One day, my mother-in-law said, "If you're hot, take off your clothes."
I seized the opportunity and started going shirtless and wearing shorts at home, which gradually became the norm.
At first, my mother-in-law's eyes darted around when she saw me shirtless, but she gradually got used to it.
I also fully embraced my "poor kid, early-middle-aged" nature, helping with housework whenever I could, and often chatting with my mother-in-law along with my wife, listening to her recount stories of my wife's mischievous childhood. However, my wife would usually stop halfway through, since it was about her embarrassing childhood escapades.
Gradually, I felt my mother-in-law enjoyed chatting with me more and more. Actually, we didn't have much to talk about; I just needed to be a good listener.
I remember one time being particularly special; my wife insisted on taking my mother-in-law shopping with her, and as the driver, I had no choice but to go along carrying her bags.
My mother-in-law took a liking to a dress, went inside to try it on, and when she came out, instead of asking my wife what she thought, she looked at me and asked, "Does it look good?" I looked down and saw it was a black, openwork silk blouse. On my mother-in-law, her voluptuous figure was faintly visible, and the contrast between the black openwork and her snow-white skin was striking, making her appear even more mature and alluring.
I was stunned, momentarily speechless. Seeing my dumbfounded look, my mother-in-law smiled coquettishly and pressed, "So, how does it look?" I snapped out of it, touched my nose, and said, "It looks fantastic!"
Just as I was about to add more compliments, my silly wife interrupted, "It looks amazing! Mom, you look like a noblewoman in this! I feel like a rich kid now! Hehe!" My mother-in-law blushed, gave me a charming glance, and then went off to banter with my wife.
I have to admit, my heart started racing from that day on.
That night, I inevitably released my pent-up desire on my wife again, and even ejaculated inside her, calling it "making a baby," hehe.
Chapter Two: The Secret of My Dignified Mother-in-Law
Due to his business, my father-in-law left early and returned late, often not until midnight. My
mother-in-law, disliking his late returns and being a light sleeper, had long since moved to a separate room. Sometimes, I wouldn't see him for two or three days at a time.
The longer I spent with my mother -in-law, the more dependent the two women in the family seemed on me, and I felt myself becoming the backbone of the household.
I remember once the power went out, plunging the house into darkness, and I had to go and fix it myself with a flashlight. My mother-in-law's remark at the time remains vivid in my memory: "A family really can't function without a man!" Life continued uneventfully, like a frog being slowly boiled in water.
One day, I had to go to Guangzhou on a business trip. It wasn't a weekend, and I brought a lot of things from work. My father-in-law couldn't drive me to the airport, so my mother-in-law said she would find a way.
Actually, she couldn't drive either, but she said a former colleague could give me a ride.
I assumed it was a woman, so I agreed.
My flight was at 2:30 PM, but she was already dressed up early that day. When I saw her, I was stunned. A deep V-neck, off-the-shoulder bodycon dress accentuated her ample breasts and hips, topped with a silk shawl and light makeup. She looked every bit the sophisticated office lady! Seeing my stunned expression, my mother-in-law blushed slightly, whether from the makeup or something else, I couldn't tell. She said, "I'm going to my old workplace today. You and Xiao Liu stay home and look after Grandpa. Have lunch early at home, and I'll come home around 12:30 to pick you up and take you to the airport." I nodded. My mother-in-law today deeply impressed me; she's a true goddess of transformation! She's capable in all aspects of life, from the kitchen to the bedroom! I finished getting ready at home, ate lunch early, and took a shower around 12:00 PM.
Then my mother-in-law called, asking if I was ready. If so, I could come downstairs.
I went downstairs with my luggage and saw a black Passat. A lean man in his fifties was driving; because he was thin, he looked quite energetic.
My mother-in-law was in the passenger seat. When she saw me come out of the building, she blushed and opened the passenger door, telling me to put my luggage in the trunk. When I got into the back seat, I saw through the rearview mirror that my mother-in-law's face was still flushed. I was a little puzzled, but didn't think much of it.
My mother-in-law introduced him as Uncle Li, from her former workplace, who now oversees several projects and is quite familiar with my father-in-law. I quickly exchanged pleasantries with Uncle Li and expressed my gratitude.
The atmosphere felt strange the whole way; I didn't know them well and didn't know what to talk about.
To avoid awkward silences, my mother-in-law started talking to Uncle Li about former colleagues—who had quit to start their own business, who had been promoted, and so on.
I was really bored, so I leaned back in the back seat and pretended to doze off, but my eyes weren't completely closed; I was peeking at their actions. My
mother-in-law also started to doze off, but her face remained flushed.
I suddenly realized that although the car was clearly automatic, Uncle Li's right hand was always on the gearshift, occasionally moving it as if shifting gears. This… I felt a sudden pang of pain in my heart. Could it be…?
I instantly became alert, but still pretended to sleep with my eyes half-closed.
By this time, the car had entered the airport expressway. Suddenly, my mother-in-law hummed in agreement, and then, she sat up abruptly, pretending to frantically take her bag out and place it on her lap to look for something. I noticed that Uncle Li's right arm didn't move, but the muscles in his elbow were visibly tense. In the rearview mirror, Uncle Li's eyes were clearly observing my reaction.
I didn't dare move, continuing to pretend to sleep, but my heart was pounding. The air conditioning was on, but I was sweating slightly on my forehead. I was even more nervous than my mother-in-law.
My mother-in-law turned around and glanced at me. Seeing that I didn't react, she suddenly slapped me on the arm. I immediately opened my eyes and stood up. Hearing my movement, my mother-in-law frantically rummaged through her bag, saying, "Hey, where's my phone?" After searching for a while, she "pretended" to find it. I could clearly hear her voice trembling... A wave of inexplicable jealousy welled up inside me. When I got off
the bus, I saw my mother-in-law's face was flushed. She told me to be careful on the road and not to eat anything indiscriminately. I felt a little touched, but as I turned and walked into the waiting area, I vaguely saw a hand brush across my mother-in-law's chest... After returning from the business trip, everything was as usual, but the way I looked at my mother-in-law changed from respect and love to admiration for a woman, tinged with desire. Sometimes, when my mother-in-law noticed, I would boldly meet her gaze until she blushed and looked away.
Occasionally, when we chatted, I would ask about Uncle Li. My mother-in-law would always gloss over it, saying that they had worked together on several projects and that he had helped my father-in-law with some work, and that he was quite familiar with both of them.
I didn't bring up what I had seen that day; I thought maybe I had misread it? Or maybe it wasn't what I thought at all? But when I pressed her about Uncle Li, my mother-in-law would become unusually irritable, which left a lingering unease in my mind. It
wasn't until I discovered something else that I became even more certain of what I had seen that day, and what I discovered shocked me even more! My job requires me to travel frequently for short business trips, and I usually don't go to the office on the day I leave or the day I return;
I go straight home. This day, I returned from a business trip and went straight home,
around three or four in the afternoon.
Coincidentally, the nanny, Xiao Liu, had taken leave for the past few days, leaving my mother-in-law alone at home looking after my father-in-law.
My father-in-law is hemiplegic, unable to move half of his body, but he is conscious and can speak, though not very clearly.
As soon as I entered the house, I heard my mother-in-law's voice: "Still shy? It's not like you haven't seen this before!" I was shocked. Combining this with my previous fantasies about my mother-in-law, I inexplicably closed the door, put down my luggage, and secretly ran to my father-in-law's bedroom door to listen.
It turned out that my mother-in-law was giving my father-in-law a bath! I heard my mother-in-law say: "Stop! Stop! You'll get the sheets wet!" I heard my father-in-law say woodenly: "Call... Xiao Liu..." "Oh! Xiao Liu is on leave! Xiao Liu, is it really her? Look at you, you're filthy, you've gone bad!" "I... I can wash myself..." "Still shy? Hehe, let go of my hand!... Ah!" I heard a thud, like the sound of the sheets being torn, and then suddenly there was no sound. My heart was pounding, like I was doing something wrong.
After a while, I heard my mother-in-law's coquettish voice: "You really are old in years but young at heart! No wonder you kept pulling me away from washing!" Then I heard the sound of a towel soaking through, the sound of my mother-in-law wringing out the water, and then my grandfather grunting and panting heavily.
My mother-in-law chuckled: "Does Xiao Liu usually wash you like this?" My wife's grandfather said "Oh," and said, "She...she wasn't hard when she washed me..." My heart exploded! "Hmm...do you need me to help you?" My mother-in-law's voice softened considerably, charming yet playful, "Dad~~!" That coquettish "Dad" was like a starting pistol, and my penis immediately saluted! I quickly and quietly went back to the door, opened it, and then slammed it shut.
I heard my mother-in-law let out a soft "Ah!" her voice trembling slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and asked in a calm voice, "Who is it?" I quickly replied, "It's me, I'm back from my business trip."
"Oh! Have you eaten? There are some steamed dumplings in the fridge, would you like me to heat some up for you?" I pretended to have just returned, unpacked my luggage, changed into my pajamas, and when I came out of my room, my mother-in-law was already sitting elegantly in the living room with the TV on.
Chapter 3: The Ambiguous Relationship with My Seductive Mother-in-Law
After overhearing my mother-in-law's conversation with my wife's father that day, I began to see my mother-in-law not as an elder, but as a woman—a mature, seductive, and still charming woman.
Sometimes, when my mother-in-law lowered her head, I would boldly peek into her neckline to admire the snow-white cleavage between her breasts; I would admire the swaying of her plump buttocks from behind; I would watch her waves of flesh as she occasionally did aerobics on the computer… Sometimes I even felt that my mother-in-law was deliberately exposing herself. The more brazen my gaze, the more exaggerated her movements sometimes became, her soft, voluptuous body beneath her dignified clothes appearing even more alluring, causing me to shamefully get an erection many times.
But I dared not make any rash moves, afraid of disrupting this harmonious and joyful family life.
Every time I caught a glimpse of my mother-in-law's allure, I could only release my pent-up desire into my wife's womb.
Once, after watching my mother-in-law do aerobics, I went into the room and fucked my wife until she screamed, not even closing the door properly. I secretly hoped that my mother-in-law could hear me, but when I came out to shower afterward, I found that my mother-in-law's expression was perfectly normal, which made me a little disappointed.
Soon, my wife became pregnant. She worked a regular job at a public institution, going to work and leaving on time every day, embodying the image of a devoted mother waiting to give birth.
As for me, due to my wife's conservative attitude in bed, I began the most sexually frustrating period of my life.
After my mother-in-law learned the good news, she specifically pulled me aside and said, "You two shouldn't consummate the marriage during this early stage of pregnancy." "Huh?"
I was a little taken aback. My mother-in-law continued, "You need to be extra careful during the first three months of pregnancy." I suddenly understood, my face flushed red, my eyes glazed over, and inexplicably, my gaze fell on my mother-in-law's breasts, my hands unsure of where to go.
"Where are you looking, you brat!"
My mother-in-law suddenly gave my hand a playful slap. My hand was on my thigh, and I instinctively flinched, but her hand landed squarely on my thigh with a loud "smack." I snapped back to reality and saw my mother-in-law's face flushed, her brows furrowed as if she were angry, her lips slightly upturned, and a strand of hair clinging to the corner of her mouth. I don't know where I got the courage, but I reached out and gently tidied the hair from her mouth, saying, "Oh, I understand..." For some reason, my mother-in-law didn't say anything, but her brows furrowed even more, and her chest heaved violently. I could almost hear her heart pounding.
Realizing the abruptness of my actions, I quickly explained, "Mom, your hair is messed up..." Messy, messed up! My heart was in turmoil too, and I fled as if my life depended on it.
The days of sexual frustration began, and for someone like me who frequently visited pornographic forums, it was unbearable.
Every time I got stimulation from my mother-in-law, I couldn't stand it; I just wanted to push her down! I knew I had developed a strong sexual interest in this mature woman, which gradually escalated to the point where I secretly used my mother-in-law's underwear and bra to masturbate. I felt like I was going crazy.
One day, when I got home from work and was washing my hands, my mother-in-law was taking clothes out of the washing machine in the bathroom. Watching her squatting on the floor, her buttocks swaying with the movement of her hands, I don't know why, but I got an erection. At the same time, a daring idea filled my mind! I was so excited by my thought that I trembled slightly, and my penis seemed to get even harder! I slowly washed my hands, secretly watching my mother-in-law's movements through the bathroom mirror. Just as she stood up, picked up the basin of clothes, and walked out, I pretended to finish washing my hands and also tried to leave. But the door was only so big, and we were bound to bump into each other if we went out together. I quickly squeezed out from behind my mother-in-law. Comrades, don't forget my rock-hard, erect penis, like a pen tracing across my mother-in-law's waist. I felt a tingling, numb sensation on the glans. During this tracing motion, my penis couldn't help but twitch a few times. I thought if my penis were a pen, the curve drawn on my mother-in-law's waist would be like an electrocardiogram, a straight line suddenly pulsating in the middle! It was so fucking amazing, but it was too short! "Did I leave my phone in the car?" I said, pretending to be anxious, as I walked out. My mother-in-law suddenly froze, as if I had cast a spell on her.
After I'd taken a few steps, my mother-in-law said, "Look carefully, don't rush around like that!" I pretended to rummage through my bag, then feigned finally finding my phone, saying, "Hey! It's here~ I was just worried about losing it, it's worth several thousand yuan!" I turned on my phone and absentmindedly tapped away. Just then, my mother-in-law walked past me. I secretly saw her glance at my erect penis before moving on. Whether it was just my imagination or not, I noticed from behind that her ears were slightly red.
Watching her swaying hips, I quickly went to my room and masturbated. The thought that my mother-in-law might have already noticed my interest, and since she wasn't particularly averse to it, made my heart flutter.
I started researching articles online about having sex with mothers-in-law, discovering that she might indeed be the submissive type.
Many articles said that as long as the mother-in-law didn't object to physical contact, it meant she wasn't averse to me. Therefore, as long as I didn't make her feel offended and kept pushing my luck, I could further lower her standards! I'm such a genius! I started constantly praising my mother-in-law in our conversations—her good temperament, great figure, how well she takes care of herself, she doesn't look like she's almost a grandmother at all. Sometimes, even my wife felt a little embarrassed and gave me a knowing look, but my mother-in-law still happily accepted my sweet talk.
My explanation to my wife was, "Look, Mom quit her job for you, working so hard to take care of this family. Praising her more makes the old lady happy, who knows, she might live a few decades longer!" "You're such a smooth talker, no wonder my mom always praises you in front of me." "What does she praise me for?"
"She says you're sensible, sunny, ambitious, and things like that." "
Hehe! You don't understand, as the old saying goes, the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she loves him!" My smile extended from my face to my heart.
It seems my mother-in-law is becoming more and more dependent on me, and less and less guarded.
Sometimes at home, I would deliberately wear only shorts and be shirtless while chatting with my mother-in-law, intentionally letting her see the bulge in my crotch. Once, I noticed that when she saw my bulging crotch, her eyes widened and she suddenly stopped talking. I pretended to ask, "What?" and then, while staring at her, I casually stroked my crotch, letting the bulge hang loosely. At this point, my mother-in-law would blush and turn her head away to continue the conversation.
Another time, when I went to the kitchen to wash peaches, my mother-in-law was washing vegetables in the sink. I quietly moved closer, slipped a peach to her waist with my right hand, leaned against her left rear, and took the peach with my left hand. As I withdrew my right hand, it lightly brushed against her waist. My mother-in-law was startled: "You scared me! Why are you walking so quietly?" She turned to let me wash the peaches first, but I didn't let her leave. I pressed my right hand against her shoulder to hold her still and said, "It's okay, let's wash them together, there's plenty of space." As I washed the peaches, smelling the fragrance of my mother-in-law, I leaned closer, my bare arm against her fair arm, and my penis became hard again.
My mother-in-law felt that this position was a bit too ambiguous, so she twisted her body and said, "You wash them first, how can I wash them like this?" As she twisted her body, I turned to the side, my penis pressing against her side waist.
My mother-in-law gasped, suddenly realizing what was pressing against her, and her face instantly turned red. I pretended to be casual and continued washing the peaches, but my eyes noticed her eyelashes tremble a few times.
As I finished washing the peaches and turned around, I blew into her ear and said, "So fragrant!" I took a bite of the peach as I spoke, and in that instant, I saw her hand gripping the sink, clearly trying to steady herself.
"You little rascal!"
I only heard her soft, melodious voice when I reached the door. This… I wasn't eating peaches, it was honey!
Chapter Four: My First Intimate Encounter with My Elegant Mother-in-Law
My mother-in-law brought a plate of watermelon into the house.
My mother-in-law said, "Come and eat some watermelon."
I grabbed a watermelon and started eating, saying, "So refreshing! This kind of weather calls for chilled watermelon!
Mom, you should have some too!" "
I just ate some!"
she said, twisting her neck. I quickly asked, "Mom, what's wrong with your neck? Do you want me to massage it?" My mother-in-law blushed and said, "You? You know how?" I finished the watermelon in two bites, grabbed a tissue to wipe my hands, and said, "You'll see if I can do it or not!" I deliberately emphasized the word "can," and my mother-in-law, a little shy but also a little reckless, said, "I'll try! I, as the daughter-in-law, serve my father-in-law all day long; now it's time for me to enjoy the blessings of being a son-in-law!" I thought to myself, "Okay, should I serve you like you serve your grandfather?" But I said, "Mom, don't worry, I will be as filial to you as you were to Grandpa!" I emphasized the word "filial" and stood up, letting my mother-in-law sit sideways on the sofa. I placed my hands on her bare shoulders.
When my entire palm touched my mother-in-law's snow-white skin, I felt how wonderful it was! Soft and elastic. I noticed she was slightly stiff, so I squeezed it harder, saying, "Why is it so stiff? You really need to massage it properly, give it some calcium, your cervical spine is prone to problems." My mother-in-law hummed in agreement as I increased the pressure. Encouraged, I stood up and massaged her shoulders for a while. Then I parted her hair, which was draped over her back, and started massaging her neck. As she slowly lifted her head, I looked down at her. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed, her eyelashes fluttering occasionally, and her red lips slightly parted. Her pointed, white chin contrasted beautifully with her red lips.
Looking further down, I couldn't look away. A deep crease stretched before me, like a bottomless pit that drew me in.
As I massaged her, my mother-in-law's breasts were truly heaving, the cleavage opening and closing as if trying to suck my eyes in.
I started panting heavily under the guise of vigorous massage, my recently ejaculated penis becoming restless again.
Thinking of the scene I had just peeked at, and of how Grandpa had touched that area, my breath grew hotter and hotter. I couldn't help but swallow, my eyes opening to meet hers. My breath landed on her face, and her eyes seemed to mist over. My penis instantly hardened, pressing against her back. She stiffened, shut her mouth, and suddenly pulled away, saying, "Okay, that's enough." I snapped out of my daze and awkwardly sat back down on the sofa.
As my mother-in-law got up to leave, she saw a pair of pants in my dirty clothes pocket and picked them up to wash. But as she grabbed the pants, she suddenly exclaimed, "Ah!" and threw them back down.
I blushed instantly! "That's obviously touching my semen!" I touched my nose, blushing, and explained, "I..." Before I could finish, my mother-in-law bent down again, picked up her pants with two fingers, and walked out, her face still red.
"I'll wash it myself!"
I remembered my underwear was still inside, and quickly ran over to block her path. She didn't have time to stop, and I bumped into her.
I instinctively grabbed her, stammering, "Um... I'll wash it myself..." As I pulled her close, her soft breasts pressed against my chest. I felt a surge of emotion, and my erect penis pressed against her lower abdomen. She let out a soft moan, but didn't pull away.
My hand slid down to my mother-in-law's plump buttocks, pressing her slightly against my chest, bringing our lower abdomens together. My penis, which had been pressing against her abdomen at a 70-degree angle, slid upwards to a 10-degree angle. Feeling the softness of her abdomen, the stimulation made my penis harden again.
My mother-in-law let out another muffled groan, and my wet pants, which she had been holding, fell to the ground with a thud.
Hearing the noise, my mother-in-law suddenly started struggling, pushing me away and saying, "Then...then you can wash it yourself!" She was about to push me further, but since she wasn't angry, I said somewhat cheekily, "Fine, Mom, you
can wash it for me. But..." I glanced down at my mother-in-law's eyes, which were only centimeters away, and teased her excitedly, "But...there's a pair of underwear inside, you have to hand wash it!" My mother-in-law let out a soft moan, "I don't care! You wash your own dirty stuff yourself..." I knew immediately she knew about the semen on my underwear. This...it was so embarrassing.
My mother-in-law started struggling again, unaware that the more she struggled, the harder my penis became from the friction. I couldn't help but moan, "Ah...Mom, be gentle...hiss!" My mother-in-law suddenly stopped moving, probably afraid of damaging my penis.
I looked into her eyes; she blushed and avoided my gaze.
I couldn't help but exclaim, "Mom, you're so beautiful!"
As I spoke, I kissed my mother-in-law's chestnut-brown hair, its fragrance carrying a familiar, slightly fishy smell of semen—it was Grandpa's scent! My mind raced; I was going all in!
I nudged my mother-in-law forward, and she stiffened, her face darkening. Seeing her about to explode, I realized I'd crossed a line. "I'm sorry, Mom, I really didn't mean to. My wife's pregnant, and I… I just couldn't hold back…" A flicker of pity crossed her eyes; I sensed a slight wavering in her resolve. She said, "Hmm! I understand, but what are you doing now? Let go!" I instinctively released her, but I realized that if I backed down now, I might never have another chance! So, mimicking Grandpa's stammering tone, I said, "You… you help me." My mother-in-law trembled, her hand suddenly softening, and she lowered her head, her eyelashes fluttering. "What can I do to help you? Aren't you doing just fine?" Seeing her softening attitude, I knew I had to add fuel to the fire! I lowered my head and gently blew a breath into my mother-in-law's ear, saying, "Mom, please help me, like you helped Grandpa..." My mother-in-law trembled violently, a look of panic flashing in her eyes: "You...you saw it?" I pulled her into a tighter embrace, continuing to breathe heavily into her ear and whispering, "Mom, please help me, look how hard it is." As I spoke, I thrust forward slightly. Still struggling and panicked, she gave a soft "Mmm" without making a sound. I pressed my advantage, continuing, "I...I didn't see anything, I only saw your filial piety, Mom, I..." "I will be as filial to you as you were to your grandfather." As I said this, I felt my mother-in-law tremble violently. My lips suddenly captured her earlobe, sucking on it a few times and then gently biting it with my teeth. My mother-in-law swallowed with a gurgling sound. Encouraged, I slipped my tongue into her ear and began licking. My mother-in-law trembled from the attack, her head instinctively trying to dodge. I held her head still with one hand and used the other to knead her buttocks from her waist down. I heard soft moans coming from her throat, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around my waist.
I licked her ear even more vigorously, then kissed her collarbone forcefully.
Just then, my mother-in-law suddenly started to struggle, twisting her body and crying out, "No...don't kiss there..." It turned out this was her erogenous zone. I kissed even more frantically, slowly moving down to her throat, my teeth gently scraping against it. Suddenly, she forcefully broke free, crying, "No...don't leave marks! Stop...um...stop!" I quickly stopped, staring into her eyes. Her face was flushed, her gaze avoiding mine, as if she had made a huge decision. She said, "Um...I can...help you with my hand.
But this is our secret! You'll have to keep it to yourself!" I was incredibly excited! I cupped my mother-in-law's face in my hands and kissed her. She let out a soft moan and closed her eyes, gently pushing me away with her hands, her lips tightly shut. I sucked her lips into my mouth, exploring her gums with my tongue. Slowly, she stopped pushing me away, and I lowered one hand to her waist, then slid it down to her buttocks and squeezed hard. She let out a soft "hmm," and my tongue slipped into her mouth.
My tongue explored hers, and perhaps she was aroused too, because her mouth was overflowing with saliva. I sucked in large gulps of her saliva, finding it sweet and fragrant. I was almost reluctant to swallow it, and as a result, saliva dripped down both of our mouths.
My mother-in-law's tongue gradually began to interact with mine, and the soft moans emanating from deep within her throat reached my ears. My other hand was freed up, and I quietly slipped it under my mother-in-law's clothes, covering her full breasts! They were so damn big, so damn smooth, so damn soft, so damn good! I screamed inwardly, pinching my mother-in-law's nipple between my index and middle fingers. With a slight squeeze, she groaned and trembled. I was only focused on my own pleasure, not realizing that this had brought her back to her senses. She broke free from my kiss, pushed me away, and gasped for breath, saying, "Ugh!... Don't go too far!" I froze. My mother-in-law continued in a low voice, "We agreed I'd only use my hands..." I shouted excitedly, pulled down my pants, and pushed her onto the sofa. I stood in front of her, my erect penis at face level. I pretended to casually thrust forward, but she blocked my thigh with her hand, leaving my erect penis standing awkwardly a few centimeters from her nose.
My mother-in-law was taken aback by my directness and turned her head away shyly. Unexpectedly, her hair brushed against my penis. "Hiss!" A wave of pleasure made me groan and gasp.
My mother-in-law said shyly, "Hmph...what? Already not enough?" Hearing this, my penis twitched a few more times, the tip already wet.
"Mom, please help me...um!"
"Hmph!"
My mother-in-law huffed slightly, then reached out her slender, fleshy right hand and placed it on my penis.
She first applied some lubricant to the glans before starting to stroke it. After only a few strokes, I heard a squelching sound, and she began to stroke it.
So skilled! Not dry or painful at all! I thought to myself, this must take a lot of practice!
It seems my mother-in-law has done this a lot! I started moaning in sync with my mother-in-law's movements. I'd read somewhere online that some women enjoy men's moans, that they get excited by them, and some even reach orgasm more easily because of them.
I started moaning more wildly, looking down at my mother-in-law's face, which was growing increasingly flushed, her eyelashes fluttering, her disheveled hair looking incredibly erotic.
My hand unconsciously moved to my mother-in-law's head, gently stroking her hair. Perhaps because of the tenderness and gentleness in my eyes, she didn't flinch; instead, she worked even harder.
My hand slowly moved down from her hair to her neck, then hooked my finger under her chin, lifting her head slightly. My
mother-in-law stopped, shyly avoiding my gaze, lowering her eyes, her lips slightly parted, her nostrils flaring, and I could clearly see the fine hairs on her skin.
I lowered my head and gently kissed my mother-in-law's forehead. Because I was bending over, my penis twitched back, but unexpectedly, my mother-in-law's hand didn't let go. I murmured, "Mom, you're so beautiful!" My mother-in-law said shyly, "Be honest with yourself! Beautiful? You're almost fifty!" She sighed softly.
I pretended to be anxious and said, "Fifty? Not fifty!"
I hooked my finger under my mother-in-law's chin, pretending to examine her closely, and continued, "She doesn't look for forty at all! If you ask me, she's at most thirty. If we go out together, people will say we're siblings!" My mother-in-law chuckled, brushed my hand away from her chin, and said, "You talk too much!" I sat down next to my mother-in-law and leaned back on the sofa, saying, "Standing is too tiring, I'll lie down and you can help me!" My mother-in-law gave me a flirtatious look and glanced at me sideways, saying, "Not only do you talk too much, you're also too troublesome!" She then turned to the side and started stroking me again.
Chapter 5. Further Intimate Contact with My Elegant Mother-in-Law
Perhaps because I had just masturbated,
I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate for a long time.
I lay on my side on the sofa, my hand naturally resting on my mother-in-law's waist, gently caressing it.
After about ten minutes, my mother-in-law said with a hint of reproach, "Why aren't you coming yet?" I touched my nose and said, "I don't know... how about... um!" "How about what?" My mother-in-law seemed to suddenly think of something, and her face turned red.
I stammered, "How about... um... um... how about you let me touch you..." My mother-in-law seemed to have anticipated what I was going to say, and playfully slapped my thigh, saying, "You're so fussy!" Seeing that she didn't strongly object, I quickly pressed my advantage, saying, "I won't touch you randomly, um... um... just like just now..." Without waiting for my mother-in-law's agreement, I slipped my hand under her clothes and gently caressed her smooth waist.
My mother-in-law trembled slightly, lowered her head, but didn't object.
Seeing this, I was overjoyed. My hand slipped inside her blouse, grasping half of her breast. She murmured softly, gently squeezing my hand with her elbow before releasing it.
Encouraged, I began to massage her breasts in circles, my thumb and forefinger occasionally pinching her nipple lightly. Each pinch made her gasp more intense.
In no time, her nipple hardened. Haha, it seemed she was aroused too. I began to play with her nipple with relish, somewhat neglecting the sensations on my penis.
They say distraction during sex makes it last longer; it seems the ancients were right.
I silently counted the number of times my mother-in-law stroked my hand, and the number of times I massaged her breasts in circles. I turned my head slightly and saw that her other nipple was also erect.
Seeing that I couldn't show favoritism, I withdrew my hand and reached in from the other side to play with her other breast.
This time, I didn't cover it completely; instead, I attacked the nipple directly.
I first gently pinched the
nipple with my index and middle fingers, and my mother-in-law trembled, her breathing becoming heavier. Then, I lightly scraped the nipple's protrusion with my middle finger, and she trembled all over, her eyes fixed on my penis, letting out soft, deliberately suppressed moans, her tongue licking her upper lip.
Her expression was one of both longing and repression, truly pitiful to see. I pressed my middle finger firmly into her breast, and she cried out, pulling one hand back to cover her mouth before releasing it, giving me a reproachful glance and saying, "Be gentle!" I released my hand, and the nipple stubbornly sprang out again. I smiled slightly.
My mother-in-law wiggled her hips and continued, "Where did you learn all these tricks! Hurry up, my hands are getting sore." She slightly curled the corners of her mouth and licked her lower lip again.
I playfully twitched my anus, and my penis jerked a few times. My mother-in-law, thinking I was about to ejaculate, quickly sped up her masturbation.
I chuckled and said, "Pfft... I don't know why, I just don't feel like ejaculating... Usually, it only lasts half an hour at most..." My mother-in-law turned her head and stared at me, saying, "Half an hour? You want to kill me? My hands are sore..." What did she mean? Was my father-in-law a quickie? Thinking this, my penis twitched again in my mother-in-law's hand.
"Hmm... there is a way to speed things up..." I said, my gaze fixed on my mother-in-law's slightly parted legs, my eyes filled with longing.
When my mother-in-law saw my expression, her face flushed red to her ears. She squeezed her legs together and wiggled her hips, saying, "Don't get any funny ideas. What we're doing... um... is already going too far." I could tell from her that she thought I wanted to have sex with her, and that she was deliberately squeezing her legs together. I figured she must be soaking wet down there.
A wicked smile played on my lips as I teased, "Mom, what kind of wicked thoughts are you talking about?" My mother-in-law, hearing the mockery in my tone, squeezed my penis harder, saying, "You rascal! You just wanted to...want...humph!" My penis stung, and I cried out, "Ouch!" "Heaven and earth bear witness, Mom! I really didn't think that way..." As I spoke, I squeezed her nipple harder as well. She grabbed my mischievous hand, saying, "Hmph! Do you think I don't know your little schemes? No way!" I said, aggrieved, "I really didn't think that way...um...Mom, be gentle!" "Then tell me..." "What can you do?" I stared at my mother-in-law's mouth and said, "Then don't be angry when I tell you... I just want you... to use... use your mouth to help me... ah!" "I knew you weren't up to any good!"
As she spoke, my mother-in-law actually lowered her head and put it above my penis, sniffing it. Just as she was about to speak, I saw her head sticking out and assumed she agreed. Without thinking, I pulled my hand away from her breast and pressed it onto her head. At that moment, my mother-in-law's mouth opened as if to speak, right in front of my erect penis. I pressed her head down, and as fate would have it! My penis shoved halfway into my mother-in-law's mouth. I felt my penis enter a wet, empty space. My penis was gently scraped by my mother-in-law's teeth from the glans all the way down to the back of her throat. I felt an overwhelming surge of pleasure! This is my dignified mother-in-law, so elegant and poised, and now she's taking my penis into her mouth! A feeling of satisfaction welled up inside me, and a surge of urge to ejaculate rushed through me. I grabbed her head with both hands and started stroking it up and down.
I heard her slapping my thighs and the sofa with her hands, twisting her head and not cooperating much, but I was already on the verge of ejaculation. I continued to stroke her head up and down, moaning loudly without restraint.
"Ah... Mom... so good... mmm!... Ah... ah..." Perhaps because she couldn't overcome the strength of my hands, or perhaps for some other reason, she stopped struggling and began to moan softly.
Encouraged, I thrust my hips upwards in sync with my hand movements, and each time my mother-in-law let out a muffled groan… “Ah…ah…I’m going to cum…ah!” I pressed my mother-in-law’s head down onto my crotch and stopped, my semen spurting out, one stream, two streams… My mother-in-law suddenly broke free of my control and struggled. I released her, and she stood up abruptly, covering her mouth with one hand and coughing, probably choking on the semen.
My penis remained erect in the air, spurting continuously for seven or eight times before gradually softening.
Semen sprayed all over both of us.
At this point, my mother-in-law came to her senses and started hitting my legs, saying, “How could you be so mean!
You choked me to death! You didn’t even pull out when you were about to cum! You made me swallow such disgusting stuff!” As she spoke, she began to gag.
I quickly sat up and patted my mother-in-law's back to comfort her, saying, "I'm so sorry... Mother-in-law, you did such a good job, I just couldn't help myself... It won't happen again!" "You..." My mother-in-law, flattered by my praise, didn't know how to react. Her face flushed, and she said, "Who did it for you! You forced me! I just wanted to... smell it first to see if it smelled good..." She couldn't finish her sentence.
I realized then that I had forced her. Wait, 'smell it first'? Then what? I chuckled inwardly and quickly continued to soothe her, "I'm so sorry, Mom, think about it, you 'first' came over and smelled it. I thought you were going to do it right away, that's why I cooperated. It's all a misunderstanding..." I emphasized the word "first," and my mother-in-law blushed with embarrassment. She gave my limp penis a light pat with her seductive eyes and said with a double meaning, "It's all your fault!" I pretended to cry out in pain, "Mom, you can't do this! You've got a grandson, so you don't care about your son-in-law anymore!" My mother-in-law chuckled, looked at the mess on both of us, and said, "Now you're clean, right? Hurry up and clean up!" She sniffed her hands, then shook them off in disgust, saying, "So dirty!" Then she swayed her hips and left, leaving me stunned.
I stared at the mess in the room, hardly believing it. I never imagined things would turn out like this.
My dignified mother-in-law had just been moaning under my penis! My legs trembled as I began to clean up the mess… Ever since my mother-in-law gave me oral sex, our relationship seemed to have grown closer. When no one was looking, I would casually touch her buttocks, or pretend to accidentally squeeze her full breasts with my arm. Sometimes, I would sneak a kiss on her cheek when she wasn't looking. Each time, she would glare at me resentfully, then immediately revert to her usual dignified and virtuous self.
I started looking for excuses to spend time alone with her, but she never gave me the chance. This blatant avoidance made me very disheartened. But every time I finished bothering her and saw her coquettish yet reproachful expression, I felt confident again. I was constantly anxious and uncertain.
[The End]

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