The old man and his silly wife

As the relatives and friends who had come to offer their congratulations gradually dispersed, Old Wang finally felt relieved that his simple-minded son had finally found a wife. Although his daughter-in-law was a little simple-minded, she was quite pretty, with a well-proportioned figure and a large, shapely bottom. She was sure to give him a big, healthy grandson. Besides, her simple-mindedness wasn't permanent; it was only intermittent. He thought to himself, "My Wang family line will finally continue. I can face my ancestors with pride. I can die in peace now." Old Wang filled his eye bag with tobacco, lit it, and began to puff away.

It was past ten o'clock at night, and everyone in the village was asleep. The entire village had fallen silent and was shrouded in darkness. The lights in the son and daughter-in-law's room were off, and only Old Wang's cigarette flickered in the courtyard. Old Wang's thoughts drifted back to twenty-six years ago. He was thirty years old then, but because his parents had died early, his family was dirt poor and he couldn't afford to get married. In the end, he had no choice but to bring a mentally challenged woman home from elsewhere to be his wife. Although life was still difficult after marriage, at least after a long day of work, he could come home to a warm bed and sleep with his wife, making life less lonely. A year after their marriage, his wife became pregnant. Old Wang finally felt that there was hope in his life, but fate played a cruel trick on him. Just when his son was born, his mentally challenged wife also passed away due to complications during childbirth. He had to raise his son as both father and mother, only to find that his son was mentally challenged. Fortunately, his son had a lot of strength and started working in the fields on his own after he was a teenager, which allowed him to take on odd jobs outside to supplement the family income. Although the family was not wealthy, they still had some savings. Old Wang felt that there was hope again. However, when his son was over twenty years old and still couldn't find a wife, he became anxious again. In the end, he had to grit his teeth and spend his savings of the past few years to find a wife for his son who was a little mentally challenged. Only then could he finally put his mind at ease.

As dusk approached and a chilly autumn wind blew against him, Old Wang knocked the ash from his pipe. Just as he was about to get up and go back to bed, he suddenly saw his simple-minded son running naked from the bridal chamber. His erection swayed as he ran, and the son cried,

"Dad, Dad, something terrible has happened! I've ruined Cuihua's private parts! You have to come and see!" Hearing this, Old Wang panicked and said, "Han Niu, tell me slowly, what happened?" Before Old Wang could finish, his son pulled him towards the bridal chamber.

When Wang Laohan arrived at his son's bridal chamber, he saw Cuihua lying naked on the bed. Her beautiful, firm breasts, white and firm, were incredibly alluring under the light. The tender, rosy nipples on her breasts were glistening and translucent, like two ripe cherries. Wang Laohan's gaze lingered on her breasts, moving up and down her flat stomach, finally settling between Cuihua's legs. Beneath the dark pubic hair was a full mons pubis, and her pink labia were turned outwards by his son's penetration. There were specks of virgin blood on the sheets beneath her buttocks. Seeing this erotic scene, Wang Laohan's penis was already throbbing, erect and tented. He then realized what had happened. It was all his fault for being careless; he had only told Han Niu how to do it, but forgot to tell him that a woman bleeds on her first night.

Just then, Han Niu said urgently, "Dad, don't just look! Cuihua is bleeding down there! When I was doing it to her, she kept crying out in pain. What should I do? Tell me quickly, I'm so worried!" Old Wang then looked away, thinking bitterly, "What's wrong with me? Cuihua is my daughter-in-law!" Thinking this, he said aloud, "Hmm, I was just observing carefully to see why. Alright, it's alright now. Han Niu, come out with me for a moment, I have something to tell you." He then walked out on his own.

Han Niu followed his father out. When they reached the corner, Old Wang told him the reason, then explained some other matters concerning men and women, and finally said, "Alright, it's alright now, go back to sleep." After saying this, the two went back to their rooms to sleep.

Back inside, Old Wang quickly washed up and lay down on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep. The image of his daughter-in-law's fair body kept replaying in his mind. He tried hard not to recall the scene, but the more he tried not to, the more it came to mind. His penis was already hard as iron and burning hot. Just then, he heard his daughter-in-law's moans, his son's panting, and the creaking of the wooden bed coming from the next room. Old Wang knew that his son and daughter-in-law were enjoying their lovemaking, and his own desire burned even more fiercely. He thought to himself that since his wife passed away, he had never tasted a woman's body again. When he was lonely, he would satisfy himself with his own hands. But seeing Cuihua's fair body today gave him a strong desire to see a woman's body again. With this thought, Old Wang put on his clothes and got out of bed.

Upon entering the courtyard, Old Wang heard the sounds and commotion from his son's room growing louder. He instinctively walked to the window and gently pushed it open a crack. Through the light, he saw Han Niu on top of Cuihua, his buttocks thrusting forcefully. His penis was repeatedly moving in and out of Cuihua's delicate vagina. With each thrust, her pink labia flipped open and closed, her long, slender legs resembling naturally formed jade. Cuihua was enjoying herself beneath Han Niu, her face filled with ecstasy, occasionally uttering moans of "uh," "ah," and "ow." With each thrust, Cuihua's breasts swayed up and down and side to side.

Seeing such a sensual and alluring scene, Old Wang couldn't help but reach into his shorts, grasp his already rock-hard, burning-hot penis, and begin stroking it up and down. While admiring the beautiful scene in the room, Old Wang rapidly stroked his penis. Inside, Han Niu increased the speed of his thrusts, and Cuihua actively moved her hips to meet his movements. Old Wang's hand moved quickly as well. After hundreds of thrusts, Han Niu cried out "Ah!" and then collapsed weakly onto Cuihua's body. His penis slid out of Cuihua's vagina, and streams of hot, thick semen mixed with Cuihua's vaginal fluid flowed out. Cuihua's vaginal opening opened and closed with the climax. Old Wang quickly stroked it again, fantasizing about his penis thrusting inside Cuihua's vagina, silently chanting, "Cuihua, I'm going to fuck you to death! Ah, your pussy feels so good, so warm!" Suddenly, Old Wang felt a tingling sensation in his urethra, and the urge to ejaculate surged through his body. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment, and then streams of semen shot onto the wall.

After his pleasure subsided, Old Wang pulled up his shorts, glanced at the scene inside the room, and reluctantly and quietly returned to his room. Perhaps because he was tired from his son's wedding that day, or perhaps because he had just ejaculated, he quickly fell asleep. In his dream, he was making love with a woman. The woman's appearance was somewhat blurry; she resembled his deceased wife, but even more so his daughter-in-law, Cuihua.

When he woke up in the morning, Old Wang was still savoring the dream, but when he thought about the woman's appearance, he cursed himself inwardly. He was over fifty years old, and fantasizing about doing that kind of thing with his daughter-in-law—it was sinful! That was incest, and he would be punished. So he hurriedly got up to cook.

By the time Old Wang finished preparing breakfast, the sun was already high in the sky. He noticed that his son and daughter-in-law hadn't come out of their room yet, something his son had never done before. So he headed towards his son's room. As he reached the door and was about to knock, he suddenly stopped. He heard Han Niu pleading inside, "Cuihua, I want to eat your breasts again. Your breasts are so delicious." Then he took Cuihua's breasts into his mouth and started sucking on them. Cuihua let Han Niu suckle, just giggling foolishly.

Old Wang knew they were about to do "that" again. Although he wanted to eavesdrop, it was broad daylight, and he didn't want the neighbors to see him. So he turned and went back to the kitchen, quickly ate some rice, and then shouldered his hoe to go to work in the fields. Just as he was leaving, he heard noises coming from his son's room. Old Wang shook his head as he walked, thinking, "Looks like they're really into it. That simpleton, even if he wants to do it, he should have a day and night to himself. He's even neglecting the crops in the fields." Old Wang grumbled to himself as he walked, but then he thought, "Anyone would be like that on their wedding night. Back in my day, I was always thinking about getting into bed with my wife while working in the fields."

Around noon, the simpleton, carrying his hoe... The ox arrived at the edge of the field and said to Old Man Wang, "Dad, you can go back now. I can finish this work this afternoon. I'll leave your food in the pot; have Cuihua heat it up for you when you get home." Old Man Wang just grunted in response and carried the ox home without saying anything else.

Pushing open the courtyard gate, he saw Cuihua washing clothes under the big tree by the well. Since rural people didn't wear bras back then, Old Man Wang immediately caught a glimpse of the wide-open neckline of Cuihua's dress as she bent over to scrub the clothes. Through the neckline, a pair of large, snow-white breasts were clearly visible. Old Man Wang swallowed hard. Just then, Cuihua saw her father-in-law return and quickly stood up shyly, saying, "Dad, you're back! I'll get you some water to wash your face." Old Wang had been staring at his daughter-in-law's chest. When Cuihua finished pouring the water for washing her face and stood up, their eyes met. She noticed her father-in-law staring at her chest and blushed even more. She hurriedly said, "Dad, wash your face first, I'll go heat up your food." She turned and went to the kitchen.

Old Wang then realized his rudeness and quickly buried his face in the water to clear his head. After washing his face, Cuihua said, "Dad, the food is ready." After saying that, he lowered his head and continued washing clothes. Old Wang carried the food to the millstone under a big tree in the yard, took half a bottle of liquor, and began to eat and drink heartily. Although it was autumn, it was midday and the weather was still a bit hot. In addition, he had drunk some liquor, and Old Wang felt hot all over. He unbuttoned his shirt and fanned himself vigorously. Just as he was fanning himself, Old Wang glanced at his daughter-in-law's breasts not far away. He found that his daughter-in-law was focused on washing clothes and did not notice his peeping. So he became bold and stared at the breasts without restraint. He was drooling and his lust was burning.

Normally, Old Wang would have finished his meal long ago, but this time he didn't get up to clear the table and leave until his daughter-in-law finished hanging the laundry. Watching her leave, Old Wang felt a pang of disappointment. Back in his room, he felt a sense of loss, but also condemned his own beastly thoughts. In the days that followed, Old Wang lived in this contradiction, constantly wanting to spy on his daughter-in-law and their intimate moments, while simultaneously struggling internally. This thought tormented him.

Before long, his son's wedding had been going on for over three months, and Old Wang had endured this torment. Every day he wanted to spy, yet was bound by ethical and moral constraints. And after these months of development, Cuihua was becoming increasingly alluring, making Old Wang's heart ache like a cat scratching at him. Day after day, he gazed at his daughter-in-law's exquisite curves, graceful figure, and increasingly full breasts, all of which made his nights even more unbearably lonely.

Just as Old Wang was tormented by this conflicting feeling, things suddenly took a turn for the better one day. That day, Han Niu went to work in the fields, and after Han Niu left, Cuihua's mental illness flared up. She ran around the yard naked, and Old Wang was afraid that she would run out and embarrass him, so he quickly locked the gate. He saw Cuihua swaying her two big breasts, dancing and gesturing wildly, and muttering incomprehensible nonsense. She would hug Old Wang and jump and sing, making Old Wang very anxious. It was only with great difficulty that he managed to coax her to bed, and Old Wang was exhausted and covered in sweat.

After finishing all that, Old Wang looked up and realized it was almost noon. His son would be home for lunch soon, so Old Wang quickly started cooking. Once everything was ready, Han Niu arrived home. After dinner, Han Niu went into the house to check on his wife, hoping to find something to do, but no matter what he did, she clung tightly to his clothes.

Han Niu had no choice but to reluctantly go to work in the fields. After washing the dishes, Old Wang squatted under the big tree in the yard, puffing on his pipe, reminiscing about the scene from earlier. The accidental touch on Cuihua's soft breasts and smooth skin made every pore of his body swell. Cuihua's skin was as smooth as silk, far superior to the wives he'd brought home. He sighed inwardly, thinking, "My son is so lucky! If I could sleep with a woman like Cuihua even once in my life, I'd gladly give up ten years of my life."

Just as Old Wang was thinking this, his simple-minded daughter-in-law came running out of the room with a yelp, wearing only a pair of underwear, crying out in pain. Old Wang quickly found a piece of clothing to put on her. Cuihua said, "Daddy, my stomach hurts, let's see a doctor." After saying that, she took Old Wang's hand and placed it on her stomach. As soon as Old Wang's hand touched Cuihua's belly, his hand trembled, and he couldn't help but caress it, muttering to himself, "Hua'er, Daddy's here, don't be afraid, I'll rub it for you." At this moment, Old Wang completely forgot about ethics and morality. His hands caressed Cuihua's belly, slowly moving towards Cuihua's breasts. Oh, the feel of them! Old Wang was extremely excited, and the fire of desire completely overcame his reason. Just as he was about to go further, Cuihua cried out, "Daddy, it hurts, let's see a doctor." Only then did Old Wang release his hands.

Although he was somewhat lucid, the sight of a beautiful, living woman standing almost naked before him, coupled with the fact that he had been with Jin Yu for over twenty years, gradually eroded the last vestiges of his ideals. His desires grew stronger, and when he saw Cuihua regain some clarity, an idea formed in his mind. He had painstakingly raised his son, even finding him a wife, so perhaps it wouldn't be so bad. He said to Cuihua, "Cuihua, if you're sick, you need to see a doctor. I've examined you for a long time but can't figure out what's wrong. Why don't you go to the Guanyin Temple on the back mountain and ask how to cure your illness?" Cuihua nodded hastily, and before she could even put on her clothes, she tried to run out. Old Wang quickly stopped her, saying, "Going to see the Bodhisattva like this is a sin, a sin!" He then brought her clothes to put on.

Seeing Cuihua leave the courtyard, Old Wang was overjoyed. He hurriedly took a shortcut to the Guanyin Temple on the back mountain. By the time his daughter-in-law arrived, Old Wang was already hiding behind the Bodhisattva statue. Cuihua knelt down before the statue and explained her situation. Old Wang, pretending to be the Bodhisattva, said, "Female benefactor, I know your condition. The only way to cure your illness is for your father-in-law to write the words 'I will fuck you' on your stomach. Remember!" After hearing this, Cuihua got up and went home.

Old Wang waited until Cuihua left the dilapidated temple and then hurriedly ran home along a side path. After resting briefly at home, Cuihua arrived as well. Old Wang asked, "What did the Bodhisattva say? How should I cure you?" Cuihua had completely forgotten what she was supposed to write and could only stammer, "Father, the Bodhisattva said that if you write a few words on my stomach, I will be cured immediately." Old Wang, his eyes filled with lust, said, "Well, that's simple then. Come on, Cuihua, let me write for you." Cuihua said, "Then, then, Father, I'll go find a brush." Old Wang, his face still lewd, said, "No need to look, your father has a brush right here. Take off your clothes." Cuihua obediently took off her top. Old Wang looked at Cuihua's breasts, his mouth almost watering, wishing he could pounce on her and pin her down, but he still said seriously, "Cuihua, take off your lower clothes too." Cuihua was completely confused. Before she could speak, Old Wang said, "What use is a brush if I only have one? You happen to have an inkstone, now I need to grind it before I can write." After hearing this, Cuihua stripped naked.

Looking at Cuihua's smooth and beautiful body, Old Wang's penis was already burning with desire. Without saying a word, he pulled down his pants, and his penis sprang out. Cuihua looked at Old Wang's penis and said, "Dad, why is your calligraphy brush tucked in your waistband? Han Niu has a calligraphy brush just like yours." Old Wang said, "Hurry up and spread your legs, Dad wants to grind ink." Cuihua spread her legs wide, and Old Wang's mouth watered as he looked at her rosy vulva. His penis became even harder. He didn't care about admiring her anymore and immediately leaned over, sticking out his rough tongue to lightly lick Cuihua's vulva. Cuihua cried out, "Dad, it's so itchy, ooh..." Old Wang ignored her and continued licking and thrusting, saying, "Oh, don't talk, there will be ink in a while, then Dad can treat your illness." After saying that, Old Wang continued to lick and thrust vigorously.

As Old Man Wang licked and prodded, Cuihua's vaginal fluids gushed out, wetting her pubic hair and the sheets. Seeing that the time was right, Old Man Wang stood up and said, "Alright, the ink is ready. Dad's going to dip it in ink and get ready to write." With that, he guided his penis to Cuihua's wet vagina and thrust it in hard, then began to pump rapidly. The moment his penis entered, a warm and tight sensation enveloped it, a feeling that could not be satisfied by hand. Old Man Wang felt that long-lost pleasure, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. His lower body moved faster and faster, and his rough hands involuntarily climbed onto Cuihua's firm and full breasts, feeling their smoothness, elasticity, and exquisite feel.

Cuihua let out a soft moan, her eyes glazed over, and she murmured excitedly, her arms wrapped around Old Man Wang. Her plump buttocks swayed up and down to meet his thrusts, and she moaned "Mmm, mmm, ya ya" as she enjoyed the lubrication of his penis.

Old Man Wang's lust was completely aroused by Cuihua. Hearing her moans, he became even more aroused and thrust harder, making Cuihua's core tingle with pleasure, and waves of ecstasy spread throughout her body. After all, Han Niu only knew how to thrust wildly and didn't know anything about flirting. This kind of comfort and pleasure was something she had never experienced with Han Niu before.

Cuihua, her eyes glazed over, panting heavily, drenched in sweat, moaned dreamily, fully enjoying the stimulation from the penis. As Old Wang thrust relentlessly, Cuihua gripped the sheets tightly, her head thrown back, letting out a soft cry. Her vagina suddenly gripped Old Wang's glans, a gush of warm, lustful fluid gushing out, scalding his glans with a tingling, numbing sensation. This propelled Old Wang to his final thrusts, his hips pounding powerfully once more. After dozens of thrusts, Old Wang cried out, feeling a tingling sensation in his glans, his ejaculation gate opening wide, gushing forth streams of hot semen, drenching Cuihua's vulva. Old Wang withdrew his penis and said to Cuihua, "Come on, Cuihua, Daddy's starting to write." After saying this, he used his semi-erect penis, dripping with semen, to write a few words on Cuihua's belly. The two then lay on the bed to rest for a while. As Han Niu was about to go home, Old Wang reluctantly touched Cuihua's breasts and vulva a couple of times before getting dressed and leaving Cuihua's room.

From then on, Old Wang would always find ways to coax Cuihua to sleep with him while Han Niu was working in the fields. A year later, Cuihua gave birth to a big, healthy boy. Even Old Wang didn't know whose child it was. After the child's birth, Cuihua seemed to develop a maternal instinct and tried to avoid having sex with Old Wang. Whenever Cuihua unbuttoned her clothes to feed the child, Old Wang's eyes would light up with lust.

Postscript: This is my first attempt at writing a story about incest between a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. It took me a month to develop, with numerous revisions. Since the story is somewhat exaggerated, I wanted to make it more plausible. Sometimes, I might spend two or three days revising a single plot point. Although it's finished, I feel it's not perfect. I hope everyone will offer their opinions and suggestions. I don't know if there will be a sequel; it depends on my inspiration. If you think it's okay, please give me a thumbs up. Thank you!

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