The Tragedy of Mature Women [Part 1]

Chapter 1: Lust Without Disruption of Mother-Son Relationship
"Mom, come save me!"
It was afternoon, and the scorching afternoon sun cast a blazing glow over the earth, making everything listless and languid. Ni Yan, on her way to work, suddenly heard a text message notification on her phone. She took it out and saw these words. She was startled, finding it somewhat amusing, thinking it was just a prank and not worth paying attention to. However, the next photo made her smile vanish.
It was a picture of a young man sitting in a chair, head down, looking at something with obvious fear. He had reason to be afraid, for he was looking at his naked lower body, at his limp penis! And next to his penis was a gleaming watermelon knife.
Ni Yan panicked instantly, because that person was her son.
Just then, a piercing ringtone pierced her ears.
She answered the phone hastily, and before the other party could speak, she said urgently, "Who are you? How much money do you want? My husband and I will raise it right now, as long as... you don't hurt my son!"
She was so humble, completely lacking her usual lawyer's composure, because she was a smart woman. If she spoke harshly, she might really upset the other party, and then it would be her precious son who would suffer. Besides, just looking at that photo had already greatly insulted her son; she truly felt sorry for him.
In her eyes, the child she had carried for ten months was more important than anything else!
"Hehe~ Attorney Ni is truly a straightforward person, then this junior will also speak frankly..."
A sinister laugh came from behind.
"Attorney Ni, you know, money is just an external thing, you can have it or not, but you're different! Every night, your man must be so ecstatic, touching your big breasts! Do you have a lot of pubic hair? Does your cunt get wet as soon as your man fucks you? So, I also want to experience the pleasure of being your man, I want to have sex with you! Don't be angry, don't refuse! Otherwise, you'll have another eunuch son! You can call the police, if you want to see if the police can break down the door and rescue you faster, or if the knife in my hand can be faster, then you might as well verify it! And, you'd better decide quickly, because my dick is already very hard, I've wanted to fuck you for a long time!"
The phone was already busy.
But Ni Yan's face was still flushed. How could she, a righteous person, have heard such obscene words?
Just those few adjectives describing her body parts made her heart race: breasts! cunt! She admitted that during intercourse with her husband, she had involuntarily uttered a few such words during her orgasms, experiencing the pleasure of their union amidst her incoherent ramblings. But those were always with her closest person, her beloved husband. Now, a stranger was suddenly saying such things on the phone—how could she not be terrified?
Most importantly, if she agreed, it would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den, certain death. But if she boldly called the police, her son's safety would be severely threatened, potentially ruining his life and that of her entire family!
What to do?
Just as she was at her wit's end, her phone rang again.
This startled her from her
already heightened state. She frantically picked it up and her heart, which had been in her throat, returned to normal.
This time, it wasn't the criminal, but her childhood best friend, Lin Bingmeng.
"Hey girl! Get your sister something good tonight. I cracked another big case today, protecting you people. Shouldn't you, the lawyer who enforces the law, reward your police officer?" Lin Bingmeng's cheerful voice came through the phone, completely lacking the iron lady and first captain's authority.
"Bingmeng, our son has been kidnapped!"
Ni Yan's tone was stern, getting straight to the point. Lin Bingmeng was not only her best friend, but also her son's godmother and future mother-in-law. When they were young, they had made a pact that if their children were a boy and a girl, they would become in-laws, doubling their family ties. From birth, the children would recognize each other as godmothers, giving them extra parental love. And reality truly lived up to their wishes. Ni Yan gave birth to a son named Song Ping, and Lin Bingmeng had a daughter named Guo E. It was truly a match made in heaven.
"What! Xiaoyan, when did this happen? Don't panic, tell me slowly." Lin Bingmeng was visibly nervous. Ni Yan, on the other end of the phone, could imagine her best friend slamming her hand on the table, her already high breasts heaving with excitement, appearing even more alluring beneath the police uniform that symbolized justice and selflessness.
In the next few minutes, Ni Yan recounted the entire incident,
including sending the shameful photo.
Although she knew that letting another woman see her son's genitals was an insult, she also knew her son wouldn't blame her, because his relationship with his godmother was extremely close, and she doted on him to the point of spoiling him.
She remembered that when her son was seventeen, she had witnessed them lying on a bed one afternoon. Lin Bingmeng was holding her son, and her son's hand was inside the clothes of the middle-aged woman beside him, pushing aside her bra and slowly moving inside. Her son was touching! Touching his godmother's breasts.
As a lawyer, how could she tolerate such a disgraceful scene?
At that moment, she really wanted to rush in, grab those two people she loved dearly, who were already a part of her life, and berate them for their shamelessness. However, she remained calm in court, and after so many years of working in the professional world, she naturally possessed the professionalism and composure of a lawyer. After venting her anger, what good would it do?
It would only make her son lose face in front of her, destroy their childhood friendship, and ruin the relationship between the two families. Why bother? It wasn't worth it. She decided to accept it. In other words, even if they were to commit truly heinous acts in the future, she would turn a blind eye, because she loved them, and because of love, she could forgive.
After a few seconds of calm and deliberation, the decisive Lin Bingmeng issued her orders over the phone, just like she would when deploying her subordinates: "Listen, Xiaoyan, you absolutely cannot go. If anyone has to go... it'll be me! Yes, I'll go! I know you're worried about me, but don't forget why I got to this position—it's because of my martial arts skills! Although I haven't used them for years, those skills are something you can never forget. Dealing with a few petty thieves shouldn't be a problem, especially since I have a gun! It's settled then. I will definitely return our son to you safely!" "
Then... then please be careful!" Ni Yan bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with tears as she gave her this earnest instruction. She understood that she had to be rational at this moment and not act on emotion. At the same time, she was genuinely moved. What is a true friend? What is true friendship in times of trouble? This is it.
"Okay! Wait for my triumphant return!" Lin Bingmeng said in a heavy tone, as if comforting her friend and also cheering herself on, before hanging up the phone.
Sitting in her comfortable office chair, Lin Bingmeng's fingers flew across the keyboard as she sent a scheduled email. If, in the worst possible way, something were to happen to her, her subordinates would come to her rescue in two hours. At that time, even if it meant mutual destruction, sacrificing herself and her son, she would bring those social scum to justice!
Upholding justice was the lifelong ambition she had set for herself the day she donned this solemn police uniform.
Of course, she could organize her entire force now. Twenty years ago, when she was young and impetuous, she would have done so without hesitation. For the people, for the Party, sacrificing her family would have been worthwhile. But now, she was afraid, terrified! She was afraid of losing her child, afraid of losing half of her young man! Half because, aside from not having slept with her godson and future son-in-law, she had satisfied his every need as a man, allowing him to experience the pleasures of a woman before he even reached adulthood.
At night, she took off her police uniform and, in her home, walked around her son wearing only a bra. She liked letting her son gaze at her body with lustful desire, at her alluring cleavage—a satisfaction she had gained from the gaze of another man in the years since her husband's death in the line of duty.
Even though he was already a strong young man, when it was just the two of them at home at night, they would squeeze into one bed. She would unhook her only bra, snuggle into her son's arms, and let him touch her large breasts and suckle her nipples. Often, they would only fall asleep when both her breasts were covered in her son's saliva.
Of course, how could her son's manhood not react to the sight of such a mature woman's naked body? How could it not be erect? And often at this time, she would bend over, put her head between his legs, open her mouth, and take his penis into her mouth, giving him oral sex, or clamp his penis between her breasts, watching the streams of milky white semen shoot out from his red glans, into her warm mouth, or into her deep cleavage. Then, she would watch with satisfaction as her son fell into a deep sleep in her arms.
By day, she was an envoy of justice, a symbol of authority, and a powerful nemesis to lawbreakers. The mere mention of her name, Lin Bingmeng, was enough to strike fear into their hearts. She was absolutely righteous, inspiring awe! But at night, when she shed her imposing police uniform, revealing only her beautiful, snow-white body covered by underwear and her alluring breasts, she was completely a little woman—a little woman belonging only to the boy lying beside her! A little woman who would engage in the most direct and intimate physical contact with a younger man, her son.
"Mom! Let your son in! Let your son see you down there! Please!"
These were the words her beloved boy uttered most often when he lay on her voluptuous body, his hot lips licking her two full breasts—his most primal desire. Then, his hands moved to her buttocks, wanting to remove her last line of defense, to let that sacred place covered in dark pubic hair rub directly against his genitals.
He wanted to fuck her, to truly have sex with his godmother!
To ejaculate his first semen into a woman's body, stream after stream, into her womb!
"No! Son, it's not the right time yet, Mom can't give it to you!"
Half of her white buttocks were already exposed, and soft pubic hair shyly peeked out. She lay beneath her son, her face flushed, her large breasts trembling slightly with tension, gently rubbing against the young man's chest. She firmly gripped her son's hand, refusing to let him take the final step.
Looking at her son's young, handsome face, filled with hurt, she couldn't bear it. And every time, she would actively grab his now iron-like penis, vigorously stroking it, letting out intoxicating moans, giving him the illusion that it was already inside her wet, fleshy hole.
"Ah! My eldest son's cock is so hard and big, Mom's vagina is so full, Mom hasn't felt this good in so long! Eldest son, shoot, shoot it all into Mom's cunt, Mom wants to get pregnant and have your baby!"
The boy, already on the verge of climax, could no longer control himself when he heard his dignified godmother, naked from the waist up with her large breasts turned pink, lying beneath him moaning lasciviously. His hot, hard cock throbbed violently in the warm hand of this beautiful woman, and then a large gush of thick, white semen gushed from his glans, spraying onto his godmother's already wet panties, revealing her pubic hair.
"Mom, I love you, one day, I will make you my real woman!" After
ejaculating, the boy weakly kissed her nipple, vowing earnestly.
Son, how could Mom not want to be your woman, to have sex with you to your heart's content!
He didn't hear his godmother's empty sigh in her heart.
Little did the boy know that only after he ejaculated and fell into a deep sleep in his godmother's bed did Lin Bingmeng dare to take off her panties, which were practically soaked with urine, and truly become completely naked! She sat up, took the vibrator that had been waiting for her from the bedside table, spread her snow-white thighs apart, letting her already opened pink labia cool outside, and then forcefully inserted the cold dildo into her vagina.
"Ah~~ My eldest son's cock is so hard! Deeper~~ Fuck Mom hard!~~ Mom's vagina, Mom's body, Mom's breasts all belong to my own son! Husband, Mom's good husband, shoot inside! Mom wants my husband's semen... Ah..."
Her large breasts were already deformed from being kneaded by herself. Her left hand vigorously stroked her chest, while her right hand moved rapidly in and out of her hairy crotch, each thrust making the hard object, which already had her body heat and was covered in vaginal fluid, pierce all the way to her uterus.
Soon, this respected female detective captain, fueled by her passionate encounter with her godson and her subsequent masturbation, would quickly reach orgasm. While this was clearly not the same as actually having sex with a man, looking at the naked boy beside her and his limp penis, she would imagine his penis truly inside her, on her alluring naked body, thrusting his hips and swinging his testicles, fucking her hard! This allowed her to fully experience the pleasure of womanhood.
After her orgasm, she would snuggle into the warm bed, embracing the young man naked. She would deliberately, and often liked, arch her back, rubbing her warm vulva against her son's now-dormant penis. Occasionally, she would reach out and grasp his penis, letting the glans gently rub against her plump labia, even determined to let his limp penis stay inside her for a while! She wanted to finally experience the presence of a mature man in her long-dormant vagina.
Because she was a normal woman, she needed a man too. But immediately, the image of someone flashed into her mind—someone for whom she had endured over a decade of unfulfilled desire, the loneliness of living alone, and even the possibility of giving up her life.
Because that was her mother!
That person was her daughter, whom she so desperately wanted to witness her happiness!
She knew perfectly well that her precious daughter also loved this boy beside her, who had loved her, her childhood sweetheart, since they were little. How could she bear to prevent the next generation she loved from experiencing the beauty of their shared first night? How could she possibly steal her daughter's first time from her man?
Lin Bingmeng couldn't openly tell her son-in-law that she would give him her body completely after marriage. She wouldn't be sure if he truly loved her daughter and wanted to marry her, or if he was just eager to settle down and have sex with her. She knew men were all the same; the more unattainable something was, the more desperately they wanted it. Compared to marriage, her voluptuous body was what he had long coveted.
She regretted her momentary weakness in accepting her son's sudden confession
, thus fulfilling a need she shouldn't have. Now, everything was irreversible.
Yet, in bed, with her naked upper body held by her son, enjoying the sensation, her white breasts being touched and kissed by a second man besides her husband, feeling the warmth of a vibrant young boy on her breasts, watching her son's fervor, his unfulfilled desire to enter her body, she felt genuine joy and pride. It proved she wasn't old; a boy more than twenty years younger than her could be so infatuated with her.
So, son, don't worry, even if it comes at a great cost.
"Mom will fight to the death to ensure our safe escape and rescue you!
Because Mom wants to be your woman! I dream about it!"
Lin Bingmeng said firmly in her heart, as she put on her police uniform jacket, a symbol of justice.
She strode out of her captain's office, her steps firm and resolute, displaying her usual heroic spirit.

Chapter 2: A Close Call, a Near Disaster
"You beast! Let me go! I'm your mother!"
On a small single bed, a well-dressed, yet flushed and anxious, elegant woman lay sprawled on her back. Her hands and feet were strapped to the four corners of the bed, spread out in a "T" shape. Her business suit had a high slit, easily exposing her two snow-white thighs, revealing a glimpse of alluring flesh. Anyone crouching at the head of the bed could have a complete view of her private parts: her pure white thong and the slightly raised mound of flesh, with a few long black hairs playfully peeking out, incredibly seductive.
This woman was Ni Yan, the renowned and beautiful lawyer of Fenggang City. This woman was also the same Ni Yan who
, just an hour ago, was worried about her son's safety.
Now, however, she was the one who had been brought to this state by her own son.
She couldn't believe that just an hour ago, the son who had filled her with such fear was now kidnapping her, and... even attempting to rape his own mother.
Yes, the boy standing beside her was not only unharmed but also in high spirits, evident from the excited expression on his face. The kidnapping was nothing more than a charade he had orchestrated.
He had first taken nude photos of himself, deliberately emphasizing close-ups of his large penis to worry his mother, then waited patiently for his prey to come to him. Next, while his mother was frantically trying to rescue him, he casually sprinkled powder from his hand into her nostrils, rendering her unconscious. Finally, he secured her to the single bed.
However, what Song Ping hadn't expected was that the person who came wasn't his mother, but his
godmother, who had also given him selfless and unconditional maternal love.
His other great mother—this was just a minor incident.
However, this didn't disrupt his original plan; on the contrary, it made things even better. Everything went incredibly smoothly. After his godmother fell into a coma, he stripped her naked, sent her nude photos as a police officer to his mother, and threatened her, saying that he only wanted to sleep with her. If she didn't come in person, he would have to rape her closest friend. He knew that their sisterly friendship was strong enough to withstand any test and that they could live and die together! His mother would definitely come.
And during this time, he also had a real sexual encounter.
This was in his godmother's house, somewhere other than his bed.
He had played a bedroom game with his godmother, which was incredibly exciting.
Although a woman's body had ceased to be a mystery to him since he was fifteen, it was his godmother, because of her abnormal pampering, that had made him aware of the beauty of women. He had slept next to her naked, touching those breasts that every man would be fascinated by, sucking on those nipples that only men could suckle. But his godmother's body hidden under her clothes, her large breasts encased in her bra, still held immense allure for him. He was like a man possessed, never tiring of looking at her, never getting tired of touching her.
Just now, after sending the photos to his mother, Song Ping rushed to Lin Bingmeng, who was only wearing underwear. He reached out, embraced her smooth body, gently stroked his godmother's back, and his hot lips brazenly kissed her lips. His nimble tongue easily pried open her neat teeth to lick the beautiful woman's soft, weak, and still tongue, letting his taste buds savor his godmother's sweet saliva.
This was the prelude to their passionate encounters in the past. Back then, Lin Bingmeng, already a mature woman, would lovingly cup her son's face, passionately pressing their lips together, as if tirelessly intertwining, until both mother and son felt a little breathless, before reluctantly separating.
He continued kissing his godmother, his hands naturally not idle, and the target, needless to say, was this woman's two large breasts. Because of them, when he was fifteen, he had fought fiercely with three children, engaging in a physical battle, only to be outnumbered and beaten bloody.
All because they had uttered obscene words, desecrating his most perfect, most sacred treasures! However, this truly moved the owner of those alluring breasts. From then on, his godmother openly opened her solemn police uniform, pushed aside her bra, and allowed him to touch her breasts freely. From that time on, those breasts belonged to him alone.
A warm palm covered her smooth, white left breast. His godmother's breasts were truly enormous! His own adult hand could only grasp the soft tip, kneading the large, changing shape of her breasts.
The boy inwardly admired her, wondering if, when she apprehended criminals, she had ever effortlessly removed her police uniform, showing them her breasts without firing a single shot, and made them surrender? If only that were possible! Wouldn't that save the country so many resources?
His mother's breasts, already pink from his kneading, were now hers. Song Ping moved his head down, bringing his lips, still wet from their kiss, to his godmother's chest. With a slight inclination, he took her engorged and hard nipple into his mouth. His all-powerful tongue once again took the lead, licking every inch of her delicious nipple, letting the round little flesh bounce around inside. After a few moments, his lips began to suckle vigorously, as if the large, white mound of flesh contained abundant milk, satisfying his cravings.
His godmother's nipples were already very hard.
But equally hard was the young man's masculine pride—
his large penis, hidden in his crotch!
While suckling, the boy skillfully unzipped his pants, letting his enormous penis stand erect once more. Then, he wrapped one arm around his godmother's large buttocks, slipping his hand inside her panties to caress her smooth, soft flesh. That area was arguably the boy's only forbidden zone, the only fortress he hadn't conquered.
And then there was his godmother's vulva, covered in dark pubic hair.
He'd been intimate with this woman for over ten years, since he was fifteen. She allowed him to touch her breasts, to lie on top of her naked body, and to kiss her passionately. Even when his penis was rock hard, she would naturally roll over, reach out and grasp his erect penis, shamelessly taking it into her mouth, her gentle tongue licking his urethra.
At that moment, Lin Bingmeng had lost all her former high-and-mighty authority as the female captain. She looked exactly like one of the prostitutes he often caught in raids. Even after she had satisfied him and made him ejaculate, the lewdness and feminine charm on the female captain's face were still faintly visible.
But he just couldn't understand why she wouldn't let him see her most desirable place, the part of her body that a woman most wanted to explore at that moment, and have sex with him! To let the two of them experience that heavenly bliss during sex?
Could it be that this woman with full breasts who often cuddled him while sleeping was actually intersex? Was there not a hairy hole hidden in her mysterious panties, but a large penis just like his? Was that why she rejected him, while she craved the caresses of the opposite sex and wanted to truly be a woman?
He had to admit that he was really startled by the suspicion about the body of the woman he loved most. At the same time, the hand that was on his godmother's soft buttocks began to slowly move forward. He swore that he just wanted to verify that extremely absurd idea.
Finally, his fingertips touched a patch of soft, slightly damp pubic hair. He figured it must be from when he was suckling her breasts, and his godmother, unconscious, had become aroused. This was the first time he'd ever touched the pubic hair of a mature woman, and the woman he'd longed for all this time. He felt his fingers trembling. What truly thrilled him was that he had finally touched an incredibly soft mound of flesh inside his godmother's panties! Although he couldn't see the shape, he knew from the touch that it was divided in two, separated by a narrow slit.
Ah… this was the symbol of his wholehearted love for a woman, his godmother's vagina…
He couldn't resist. He slipped his entire hand inside her panties, his fingers curling, deftly parting the pubic hair along the slightly parted slit, and then thrusting his finger in forcefully…
Ah! It felt so good!
Song Ping held the female captain's mature and voluptuous body tightly with one hand, pressing her breasts against his chest, while his other hand moved rapidly inside his godmother's warm, fleshy opening. With each thrust, he reached the very end of her vagina. He knew he had touched the place where this woman bore children for her man—his godmother's uterus.
He realized that a woman's uterus wasn't as soft as her vagina; it was a bit firm, but it felt very good to touch. Before he knew it, he felt a heat in his abdomen, and then his large penis, which was outside, jerked violently a few times, the glans rising. Within seconds, streams of white, cloudy fluid gushed out.
Overwhelmed with excitement, he ejaculated before actually penetrating his godmother.
Afterward, he weakly rested his head against her chest, his lips gently kissing the soft flesh of her breasts. His fingers reluctantly withdrew from her vagina, but his entire hand remained inside her panties, caressing her soft mounds, making her completely wet pubic hair curl and lengthen in his palm.
Feeling refreshed, the boy gradually calmed down. He then felt incredibly fortunate that his ejaculation had been so timely and crucial. Otherwise, given his masculine impulses and youthful vigor, he would have recklessly rolled over, pinned her down, and stripped her naked. Finally, his
hard, thick penis would have aimed at her vulva and entered her body—
truly having sexual relations with this woman who loved him so dearly while she was unconscious.
The mutual consent between a man and a woman is called love, and it brings joy.
If the woman is unaware or resists, then it's rape!
He wanted his godmother's body, wanted to ejaculate his semen into her uterus with unbridled pleasure, and even wanted her to have his child. This is the possessiveness every man has towards the woman he deeply loves. However, before that, he had to be a dutiful son, a good son who was obedient to his godmother. Since his godmother was so determined not to give herself to him now, there must be a reason. So, at crucial moments, as a good son, he never forced her.
Thinking back to just now, taking her body while his godmother was in a daze, he knew it would damage their mother-son relationship in the future. It would make her think that her son was a heartless person who only cared about his own enjoyment. He felt he had truly let down his godmother's love and the pleasure she had given him as a woman. He didn't deserve her love.
Only those who truly love someone will wholeheartedly care for them.
"Mom, I'm sorry~"
He tilted his head back and gently kissed the beautiful woman's still unconscious lips.
He sincerely apologized to her for his actions that almost led to a terrible mistake.

Chapter 3: Planning for His Father's Love and His Mother's Plan
"Mom, I'm sorry~"
Song Ping stood by the bed, looking at his usually strong and capable mother, who was now crying with anxiety. He spoke to her with sincerity and guilt. No matter what, it was his fault and unfilial piety for a son to make his mother cry. This was undeniable.
"Son, let go of Mom. Mom knows you like to play around with Mom. Let's end this game, okay? I beg you, please? Mom is so scared!"
A crystal tear rolled down her cheek, making the forty-six-year-old Ni Yan look even more pitiful and moving. This was her innate tenderness as a woman. Although she knew that she should never show this side of herself in front of her son, that she should scold him and use her maternal authority and self-respect to suppress her child, her current situation and the way she was trapped would make even the strongest woman feel fear, because it was closely related to her most valued purity.
What's more, the person who might defile her is her son!
It seems that giving in once isn't so bad, because as soon as she finished speaking, Ni Yan saw her son bend down and reach out to untie the strips of cloth binding her wrists, which filled her with joy.
"Mom, haven't you felt wronged this past year? My dad... hasn't my dad touched you in a long time?"
The boy half-squatted down, pressing his mother's soft hand against his young face, speaking softly and tenderly.
"Son knows you're sexually frustrated right now, needing a man to satisfy you at least two or three times a month. We don't know why Dad won't satisfy you, always refusing you. Otherwise, you wouldn't have had such a big fight with him the other night. And your job doesn't allow you to find men outside to sleep with you… I know you wouldn't allow yourself to do that. My mother is absolutely a good woman! So, let me satisfy you just this once, okay? Because everything I have comes from you both. I have… half of Dad's penis. Let it go in for a bit! I really can't bear to see you suffer like this every day, it truly hurts me! I don't want my relationship with Dad to break down or even lead to divorce because you can't satisfy me, Mom. I'm really afraid you'll both leave me at the same time, I can't accept that!"
So that's why her own son did this.
Her tears had dried. Ni Yan stared blankly at the ceiling, her lips slightly smeared with lipstick, but no word came out. Just as her son said, for the past year, she felt like she wasn't even a woman! She clearly had a man, and he slept beside her every night, yet she felt as if she were the only one in that large bed.
Before, their marital cycle was very regular; every weekend was their day of pleasure. On that day, she would lie naked in their bed, waiting for her husband's warm embrace. When they were both naked and embracing, her breasts, which could quickly arouse a man, would press tightly against her husband's broad chest, and her husband would love to reach out and gently massage the breasts he had been massaging for thirty years, never tiring of it.
Being touched on the breasts by a man is often the valve that turns on a woman's sexual desire. She will take the initiative to kiss her man's lips, reach out to her lover's crotch, and grasp his already aroused penis, hoping that her man will quickly lie on top of her body, allowing her to moan loudly during sex, enjoy the pleasure, and feel the exhausting comfort after sex.
However, that day suddenly disappeared a year ago and never came again. At first, her husband only said that he was busy with work and didn't want to. She herself is a career woman and a reasonable woman who can understand him. But in the following few times, her husband seemed to have forgotten that day, and he would go into bed and fall asleep, completely ignoring her alluring and sexy naked body.
She was a highly educated woman, and in the past, her husband always took the initiative. Even when she really wanted to have sex, she was too ashamed to say it. She could tolerate it once or twice, but later, she took the initiative to embrace her husband, her two smooth, soft arms encircling his upper body, her full breasts pressed against his skin without any gap, and she would let her breasts move slightly, giving him the pleasure of soft friction. Every time she did this, she would blush, feeling very embarrassed, feeling like one of those shameless sluts, deliberately seducing men.
But the man she was holding remained unmoved.
It was as if her warm, soft breasts were just rubbing against a layer of unfeeling tree bark.
In the end, she would be met with his cold words, "Stop it!"
She was truly disappointed and heartbroken, but what hurt her even more was her womanly pride! What woman, naked, with a pair of large, full breasts, could not arouse her man's interest? Her womanly intuition told her that her husband was either having an affair or frequently sleeping with some young subordinate, wasting his dwindling energy and vitality on that vixen. That's why he didn't want to touch her at all. After all, her husband's current position meant he could have women and money at his beck and call. Women, if your man wants to sleep with you, there are plenty of options.
Of course, these were just her guesses, without any real evidence. She truly loved her husband and didn't want to ruin their relationship, nor did she consider divorce. After all, the thought of throwing away thirty years of relationship just because of a lack of sex made her feel ashamed.
So, the day before yesterday, she decided to make one last effort. As long as she could rekindle her passion with her lover, she wouldn't care about anything else.
"Changxiang, I want... I want to suck your... can I? We've known each other for thirty years, and I... I haven't tasted your... your... flavor yet!" After
lying in bed for a while, Ni Yan took the initiative to grab her husband's hand and let him touch her already full and soft breasts. This time, the man beside her was very obedient, his warm hands gently kneading her smooth skin.
Soon, she felt aroused; her nipples unconsciously hardened, swirling in her husband's hands. Her body warmed, so she threw back the covers, turned over, and faced her husband with her mature and beautiful face. Deliberately blushing and coquettishly, she offered to give him oral sex.
If she hadn't been forced into this situation, she truly couldn't believe she would even consider asking a man to suck his penis. The thought of it before disgusted her: a woman naked, her large buttocks raised, kneeling on the bed, between a man's legs, her hairy genitals exposed, her labia parted, her lips not closed, diligently swallowing and spitting out his urine—what a disgusting sight! How could a good woman do that?
But at that moment, she didn't care anymore.
As long as she could experience the long-lost pleasure of sex, she was willing to go all out.
In other words, she was willing to be promiscuous, to do something degrading!
She felt a distinct tremor in her husband's hand as he placed it on her breast. She wasn't sure if it was because her first time offering to give him oral sex had excited him, or if he was surprised that this usually dignified and proper woman also had a womanly, aroused side.
Soon, her husband confirmed her guess was the latter.
He slowly removed his hand from her breast and gently pushed her away, creating some distance between them.
"Yan'er!" her husband called her by her childhood name, his voice low. He only called her that when they were alone in bed, enjoying their time together. "Do you know what you are to me? You're a pure white lily. Even when we're doing 'that,' you suppress yourself, you're very self-respecting, just moaning softly. You know? You're so beautiful! So alluring. So... please have some self-respect, okay? I don't want to ruin the beautiful image I have of you! I'm sleeping in the living room tonight, we'll both..."
"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm shameless? That I'm a whore? I want this, I'm doing this... isn't it all to make things better for us? Why don't you ask yourself? Are you even a man? It's been a year, I've endured it for a year! Fine, I just want to ask you, Song Changxiang, do you still love me? Do you still consider me your woman?"
She suddenly roared, her voice filled with rage.
Then, she abruptly sat up, completely naked.
Overwhelmed with excitement, her large, white breasts swayed violently, becoming even more alluring and beautiful.
Even the man in bed, who had no interest in sex, couldn't help but swallow greedily at the sight of those two trembling breasts; after all, he was still a man, even if his manhood was practically nonexistent. This
lawyer, who had silently endured the barrage of insults from the ignorant family members after her failed defense, now wept. She felt wronged, utterly wronged. She could accept her husband's affairs, tolerate his abstinence from her, and prevent her from experiencing the pleasure a married woman should have.
But she had already wronged herself, abandoned her dignity, hoping for their shared pleasure, hoping to recapture their former happiness—she just wanted to make love freely! Yet, the man she loved had hurt her with words, implying she was shameless! She was a respected lawyer in the public eye; this was probably the greatest insult she had ever suffered.
The woman, too enraged to see the pained and utterly helpless expression on the face of the man lying on the bed, nor did she notice his limp, unresponsive penis hidden in his underwear. Such a beautiful wife, fully aroused, yet he couldn't pin her down and fuck her hard. As a man, what could be more tragic than this?
However, he was also happy. Even so, she hadn't strayed, hadn't satisfied her body elsewhere; she was still his woman alone.
"You can leave. You can play around with other women. Tomorrow… I'll let a man sleep with me too. It's just a broken dick, right? What man doesn't have one? If all else fails, I still have my eldest son! I'll let my eldest son sleep with me, let him… let him fuck me hard! What do you say?"
Her eyes were brimming with tears, a cold smile playing on her lips.
Looking at the man before her, the man she now considered worthless!
Somehow, she had spoken in anger, but when she talked about her son, it came so naturally and fluently. Talking about making love with him, her body and heart felt like they'd been struck by lightning; she felt a tremor of excitement!
She didn't know that her angry shouts and impulsive words about sleeping with another man had been overheard by her son, who happened to be passing by their bedroom door! Ni Yan was even more unaware and hadn't expected that all those words from that day would soon come true—her son, her son was really going to sleep with her!
Before she could fully recover from her memories, she suddenly felt a chill creeping down her chest.
She hurriedly looked down and saw her son's large hand already there, unbuttoning her clothes.
She was wearing a pink business suit today, the fabric thick, so underneath she was only wearing a bra, covering her voluptuous body.
"Son, no..."
She knew she had to persuade him to stop what he was doing immediately, otherwise, if he saw her snow-white skin, her high breasts, and her deep cleavage, it would ignite his most primal male desires, and then everything would be over.
However, the boy was always one step ahead of her; he almost knew his mother was about to speak. He quickly lowered his head and covered her soft lips with his hot mouth, forcefully kissing his mother.
He heard his mother making whimpering sounds as she violently shook her head, preventing his kiss from proceeding smoothly. Having no other option, he raised his arm, placed it on the pillow, and reached under his mother's neck, completely holding her head still. At the same time, his warm, large hand continuously stroked her soft, fleshy neck, trying to ease her tension and make her feel comfortable.
A year had passed, and finally, she was experiencing the taste of being passionately kissed and cherished again.
As her son's slightly thick but wonderfully soft lips pressed against hers, and the warmth of his hand on the back of her neck, gently stroking her still-hairy neck, the woman's primal desires finally stirred. No longer feigning in front of her son, in an instant, she closed her eyes, extended her tongue, and passionately French kissed her eldest son.
She knew she was beginning to feel aroused; her desire was uncontrollably surging. This was the prelude to her lovemaking with her husband; she would offer her tongue, letting him savor her sweet saliva.
No!
He's your son!
The child who came from your womb.
If this continues, it will truly be incest!
Your entire innocent life will be ruined!
Give him to him, let your son cherish you.
"Going out to cheat on your husband, can a renowned lawyer
like you really do that? Do you even have any shame, Ni Yan?
And how long can you endure this?
Why bother?
Why torture yourself every night?
Isn't the point of life to be happy?"
The mature lawyer, still greedily craving the scent of men, her wet tongue increasingly wildly swirling in her son's mouth, heard two voices of her own lawyers fiercely arguing in her mind, teetering on the edge of reason and sex. She knew one was an angel of reason, trying to save her, and the other a spirit of lust, also trying to bring her pleasure and free her from that unbearable sea of suffering.
Lying in bed, she felt her body slowly warming up. She felt the clothes covering her body becoming uncomfortable, hindering the heat emanating from her body. "
Son, take off Mom's clothes!
Mom's so hot!"
In a flash, she heard this cry from somewhere.
Instantly, she was startled! She became much more alert.
Ni Yan opened her still-drowsy eyes and was shocked to see a face almost pressed against hers. That face was so handsome, so affectionate, so focused on kissing her mother. His head was slightly tilted, his increasingly hot lips completely engulfing her tongue, gently guarding it as if that softness was his private prey, and no one could take it away.
She had to admit, this son, the man now deeply kissing his mother, was truly captivating!
This was a side of her she, as a mother, had never known.
Just then, her legs, which had long since stopped kicking, suddenly felt the warmth and friction of skin, and a slight itch from the rough hair rubbing against them. Although she couldn't see these things, she knew immediately: her son had also gotten into bed, slowly pressing down on her still-covered body!
The boy had his mother pinned beneath him. He felt a little suffocated, knowing it was from kissing for too long and not getting enough fresh air. So he pulled his mother's pink tongue out of his mouth, lifted his head, and gasped for air while staring intently at the beautiful woman facing him—his beloved and respected mother.
To his surprise, this time his mother's mouth was free, and she didn't make a sound, not a single word, only a soft, panting breath. It seemed she had also been holding back. Her bright eyes were also looking at him, her mature and beautiful face flushed, with a hint of resentment and a hint of resistance as she looked at her son.
"Mom! Don't say anything! Today... today, just let yourself be happy and satisfied! Your son is young, he'll send you to heaven! Okay?" Playing hard to get, he stroked his mother's soft face, pleading with her in a tone as if he were a child asking for a toy his mother forbade, or begging her after he had angered her.
"Then untie Mom first. Mom is really uncomfortable like this. Besides, who does...do that...like this?"
Okay, she admitted, she softened.
As parents, not being able to satisfy their children becomes a source of heartache, a stone weighing on their hearts.
Hearing his mother's soft agreement, the young man quickly got off her, but this time he wasn't a good son and didn't listen to his mother. Instead of untying her, he reached for his mother's waist, groped around for a while, and quickly found a zipper on the outside of her skirt. Without pausing, he grabbed the zipper and untied his mother's skirt. Then, he grabbed all the fabric binding her waist and ripped it off, along with the woman's most intimate pure white panties.
"Ah!"
Suddenly feeling a chill in her private parts, completely attacked by the surrounding air, the woman screamed. This was the first time she had exposed her genitals to a man other than her husband, and this man was none other than her eldest son, born from her hairy, mysterious treasure.
Suddenly, the lower body of this noble and intellectually beautiful woman was completely bare. A deep navel was visible on her smooth abdomen, with numerous fine folds radiating outwards. Her two fair thighs were full and shapely, their skin gleaming with a delicate sheen. Perhaps it was the first time her son had seen her like this, and she was very nervous, causing her muscles to tense up, her legs completely pressed together.
This, ironically, made her dark pubic hair even more conspicuous. Thick, slightly curly pubic hair obediently covered her sacred triangle, as if dutifully guarding her delicate bud. However, upon closer inspection, the two soft, fleshy labia hidden beneath that pubic hair were actually open, and a barely perceptible stream was slowly flowing from the opening.
That was the secretion that had flowed out after she kissed her son.
A woman's mouth can always fake it, saying no, but the mouth between her legs is always the truly honest one. Once she's intimately in contact with a man, it will drool and be extremely thirsty. In other words, right now, that cunt wants a man's big cock! No matter who it is!
The boy stared blankly at his mother's genitals, at how he himself had squeezed out of that hairy, fleshy hole. The boy stood there motionless and speechless until he heard his mother cough shyly, and then he snapped out of his daze. He went to the floor, reached out and untied the bindings on his mother's ankles, and then, before she could react, he grabbed her no longer dutiful skirt and the panties underneath and pulled them off together, truly removing them from their owner's body.
Song Ping's actions were actually pre-planned. He first exposed his mother's genitals completely, so that after untying her, he would have no worries and wouldn't be afraid she would get up and run away. This gave him complete control and greatly facilitated his next move.
A few seconds later, he himself stripped naked, revealing his strong upper body, well-developed muscles, and his truly erect penis. He thought about using it immediately, thrusting it hard into his mother's full and alluring body, letting his pride as a truly strong man be with this woman who hadn't had sex for a year.
He got back onto the bed, spread his mother's legs completely apart, and then spread her already slightly parted labia even further. He reached down and touched her soft, delicate labia. He was immediately delighted, because they were already wet and sticky. It seemed his mother really wanted it! And she was really pent up! Otherwise, she wouldn't be so obediently letting her son do as he pleased, letting him touch her private parts that brought her so much shame.
"Son! Now...now you can have Mom! Mom can't control you anymore. To be honest, just now, when Mom...when Mom kissed you...Mom was really moved, wanted...to satisfy Mom, but we are human! Even animals without minds know we can't do that with other people. Doing so would make us worse than pigs and dogs! You're young and impulsive, Mom knows you're worried about Mom, but calm down, think it over carefully, okay? Go down, let's forget everything from today, okay? Mom doesn't want my son to go to hell!"
Reason still occupied her brain. Just one step away, this woman who was about to have sex with her own son was holding onto the last bit of time, one chance, making her last, most crucial effort.
But as she said this, she was filled with trepidation. She was actually afraid!
Afraid that her son would really obey, afraid that he would make her put on a skirt and revert to her role as a mother!
Afraid that this time, the pleasure and excitement of being with the man on top of her, the man other than her husband, would be lost forever! Fear... Her vagina, empty and itchy at this moment, couldn't bear the thought of a real man's penis entering her. She was afraid her own son wouldn't be able to satisfy her even once!
God, if there really is a hell, let me go with my son!
Son, put it in!
Mom will give you everything!
This was her deepest, most primal, instinctive hunger and longing—a woman's deepest desire.
There are gods watching, perhaps there really is one!
Because of this cry from her heart, she felt her vagina, neglected for a year, finally no longer empty! A hot, thick, hard, semi-circular thing was pushing its way in through her pubic hair and soft labia, slowly penetrating her narrow vagina, advancing little by little!
With each deeper penetration, she felt her lower opening widen,
eagerly making way for her son's advance.
Finally, the hard thing stopped moving, because it had nowhere left to go; it had reached her uterus. "
My son, he's finally in!"
She opened her mouth, letting out a moan she herself didn't know if it was one of pleasure or a
sigh against morality .
But the long-awaited feeling of fullness was truly comforting! Although the large penis inside her was motionless, gripped by her tender flesh, the immense heat emanating from it was enough to melt every bone in her body. Unconsciously, she had reached orgasm! A gush of hot semen spurted from her uterus, all over the still-erect penis.
This orgasm was so precious to the woman; it was a key that unlocked her heart.
"Son~ Don't leave Mom~~~"
The woman, still wearing her suit, her body not completely naked, was convulsing on the bed. She stretched out her short-sleeved arm and pressed her son's head tightly against her chest. Her long, jade-like legs, which had been straight, now crossed and wrapped around her son's bare buttocks, pressing down hard, giving the hard, large member inside her an immobile weight. He
was already inside—regardless of what would happen later, her vagina, now full of her semen and suddenly lubricated, truly didn't want her son's penis to be pulled out.
Being held by his mother through her clothes was uncomfortable. Now, having completely given his weight to his mother, Song Ping, now a true man, reached between them, unbuttoning her clothes one button at a time. Then, with a large hand, the front of her clothes was completely open, and he felt a soft, smooth surface on his stomach. At this moment, mother and son truly joined together, their flesh rubbing against each other without any gap, pressed together.
Then, his hand continued upwards, reaching towards the two high peaks still covered by a layer of fabric, finally arriving at the softness he longed for. Impatiently, he first kneaded them a few times through the bra, then, his fingertips pointing downwards, slipped under the fabric. Instantly, his sensitive fingertips touched a patch of tender breast flesh! He didn't want to waste a second any longer; with a flick of his fingers, the bra, which had been tightly protecting his mother, became inadequate and immediately slipped off her breasts.
Instantly, those two breasts, like two giant jelly-like fruits, sprang out, snow-white and trembling slightly, rubbing against the chest of the man on top of her, her eldest son. Her already large nipples, belonging to this middle-aged woman, occasionally rubbed against her son's tiny nipples.
At this moment, the woman lying on the bed tightly embraced her son, pressing him close to her breasts. She felt that her breasts were now completely like two large white pancakes, flat, but the nipples were erect and very hard.
"Mom, don't...hold me like that...I want to touch you! With you like this, my hand...it's impossible to get it in!"
Their bodies were completely enclosed, the mother and son like a loving couple, leaving no room for a third party! The man's hands roamed over his mother's full body for a long time, but he couldn't reach the part he most wanted to touch, he just couldn't reach between their breasts, couldn't touch his mother's breasts.
Hearing her son's urgent tone, the beautiful woman, who had been tense and stressed throughout the entire intercourse, finally felt a sliver of joy. Her fair face flushed, but the corners of her beautiful lips unconsciously turned up. It seemed her eldest son was still a child! The child who, as a child, always wanted to touch her breasts, would crawl into her bed, and whine and beg her.
Even though the truth was that her son's fully mature penis was now inside her warm vagina, the glans kissing her cervix, doing what only husband and wife could do. She had just raised her arm slightly, wanting to touch her son's short hair, when the weight of her arm left his body, she felt a warmth on her left breast. Five strong fingers had instantly grasped her breast, pressing it tightly against the peak.
The soft, smooth sensation in her hand made Song Ping take a deep breath. Were all women's breasts this comfortable to touch? Did they make men feel so blissful, so captivated? His godmother's large, white breasts were like that, he could touch them endlessly, and his own mother was the same. Touching them, he felt like ejaculating again.
He suddenly started moving his hips, like a small train that didn't need an engine, immediately setting off.
Back and forth, he began thrusting in and out of his mother's vagina with great force.
Withdrawing, then thrusting in again—
each thrust sending his hard, thick glans slamming against his mother's cervix.
"Ah...son, why did you come so suddenly...ah...be gentle! Your...your glans is so big! Mom...Mom can't take it anymore, yes, deeper! Hit Mom's cervix! Mom tells you, when Mom is with your dad...doing that, I just love it, I love it when your dad hits Mom's cervix! It feels so good! So good!"
Ni Yan was completely unprepared for her son's sudden attack. At first, she struggled to withstand his assault, as her genitals hadn't had intercourse with a man for a year, and their tension and elasticity hadn't fully recovered. However, after a few thrusts, she adapted. After all, she had been rolling around in bed with her husband for nearly thirty years. She felt her brain being consumed by the pleasure emanating from her lower body. Her vagina felt both itchy and pleasurable from the friction of her son's hard penis. She was now completely enveloped by the most primal desires of a woman, needing pleasure!
The shackles of lust had been broken, and all morality and ethics were forgotten. Now, she kept thrusting her big buttocks upward, letting her fully open genitals work hard on her son. She only wanted the penis inside her to stay there a little longer, to thrust hard for a while.
"Mmm... Son, you're so amazing! Tell Mom, is this your first time? Otherwise... otherwise why haven't you ejaculated yet? By the way, does your godmother ask you to mess with her often? That shameless... shameless cunt, she stole my son's first big... big cock! I hate her! My son, why should she be the first to enjoy it? You remember this! From now on... your cock belongs to your mother! I want my son's cock... Ahhhhh!"
Her once meticulously combed long hair was now loose, flying messily across the woman's flushed and beautiful face. Her lightly applied professional makeup was also ruined, completely soaked with sweat from the excitement and intense exercise, spreading out in patches on her beautiful face, making it unrecognizable.
Ni Yan's jade-like arms encircled her son's neck. Sometimes she would lift her head to kiss him passionately, and other times she would slam her head heavily onto the pillow, creating a large dent in the white fabric, burying her head completely inside. Her mouth would open, releasing bursts of passionate breath, like a fish struggling in its death throes, yet also experiencing intense pleasure.
What could be more stimulating than seeing a woman who was usually serious and authoritative now driven to madness and utter wantonness by her lover? Her son, straddling her, held a breast that swayed with her trembling body, listening to the same string of vulgar and obscene words that usually emanated from her mouth, words of justice and law, now flowing from the same lips of this renowned lawyer.
Suddenly, Song Ping clenched his fist, his fingers sinking deep into his mother's soft, smooth breasts. He thrust his hips inward with tremendous force, all the way to her uterus. Then, he felt a tingling, pleasurable numbness in his glans. His body relaxed, and hundreds of sperm leaped from his already rock-hard penis, surging forth and shooting into his mother's uterus without a single drop left.
"Go ahead and ejaculate! Tomorrow… Mom will go to the hospital and remove the IUD. Mom wants… Mom wants to get pregnant, pregnant with my eldest son's child! Mom wants to give you a child! Ahhhhh!"
Ni Yan, who had been shouting loudly, suddenly felt a surge of heat within her. She knew her son had ejaculated,
and she herself was nearing another orgasm. She couldn't hold back any longer—
her bare buttocks thrusting upward again and again.
Then, her uterus, still holding her son's glans, gushed out a large gush of semen—
completely inside her vagina, mixing with her son's thick, white semen.
After calming down, mother and son lay exhausted on the bed, panting heavily, overlapping each other.
They caressed each other's sweaty bodies, enjoying the exhaustion after sex.
Are all women the same during mating? No matter how noble their profession, how high they are, no matter how upright and composed they are, no matter how proud and dignified they appear in public or private? As long as their sexual needs are satisfied, they will shamelessly cry out, revealing their true nature, their wanton and lustful side, beneath every man?
Is this a woman's instinct, or simply her nature?
While still touching his mother's breasts, Song Ping suddenly had a plan forming in his mind. He wanted to explore women's instincts as much as possible, to see how different each woman is during sex compared to when she is clothed.
He wanted to sleep with the middle-aged women around him, especially professional women—women with depth, maturity, and gentleness. These women had already passed through the immaturity of youth and the struggles of adolescence. Having undergone these trials, they were the most worthy of exploration. They wouldn't shout or yell in public, nor would they throw tantrums at the slightest inconvenience. They were capable of controlling their emotions; they were so noble and elegant, always prioritizing their image and demeanor, just as they valued their virginity as much as they valued their youth.
But what kind of contrasting pleasure would it be to strip them naked, pin them to the bed, play with their uniquely full and mature breasts, listen to their uncontrollable moans, and hear them utter strings of lewd words?
Like… his mother was a composed and beautiful lawyer.
Like… his godmother was a dignified and upright female captain.
But once their clothes were off, lying on the bed with their breasts outstretched, weren't they just like those sluts?
He wouldn't hold back from loudly moaning and groaning, and he wouldn't hesitate to suck a man's cock.
He was thrilled with this plan.
He felt that what remained inside his mother's body was reacting again, and his cock was hard again!
The woman, still panting, clearly felt her son's erection.
She looked up at the man who was about to give her pleasure again.
She didn't say anything, just smiled, a very excited smile!
Come on!
Fuck Mom again!
Today, Mom will let my eldest son have his fill!
She lovingly touched her son's sweaty face.
She said it willingly in her heart.
She willingly wanted to make love with her son, to make love fiercely~~

Chapter 04: The Last Wish of Wu Yu, the Daughter-in-Law
Let us turn back the clock to a sunny afternoon, when everything on earth was warm and cozy.
But in the hospital, a place of disease and tears, farewell and death, it was the exact opposite. A series of white and cold colors made even a person covered in sweat feel instantly cool down, a coolness that came from the bottom of their heart.
"Dad, you're awake!" The door to a VIP ward was gently pushed open, and a beautiful nurse pushing a trolley walked in. Her fair face was adorned with delicate yet understated makeup. Beneath long, slightly upturned eyelashes were bright, gentle eyes, their clear black and white sparkling with kindness. It was as if, without a word, those who didn't know her could perceive her goodness. Her short, neat black hair was held back by a small nurse's cap, revealing her smooth, white hair. Her neck was framed by a perfectly tailored, snow-white nurse's uniform that accentuated her graceful curves. Her full breasts stood proudly erect, and her perfectly shaped buttocks supported the hem of her skirt, which barely reached her knees. Her two plump, long legs, without stockings, revealed the bluish veins hidden beneath her thighs. Her delicate white feet, bound only by a few thin straps, wore greyish-white sandals that made a series of soft, crisp sounds as they rubbed against the ground.
This woman was Ni Jie, one of the top three most elegant and sophisticated women at Yonghua Hospital, and also the head nurse of the hospital, in her forties.
She was also a mother of a son and a daughter.
"Dad! Once we finish this IV drip, we can go home." She parked the utility cart next to the bed, tidying up the equipment while chatting and laughing with her father-in-law. "Dad, what would you like to eat tonight? We can buy some on the way home later."
"Let's have duck. The steamed duck you made the other day was pretty good!"
Shen Dashan, whose hair was half-gray, put down his book while reading a classic novel, *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*, and smiled at his daughter-in-law.
"Good!" Hearing that her father-in-law finally showed some appetite, the dutiful daughter-in-law was overjoyed. Since he was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer last month and underwent immediate surgery, this was the first time he had asked her for food.
Although they knew her father-in-law's days were numbered, the whole family still urged their only elder to seek treatment immediately. After all, he was a retired high-ranking official, so his medical expenses would be fully reimbursed. He himself was also actively cooperating and facing the situation optimistically. It's true what they say, those who have been leaders have a different level of awareness.
"Xiaojie, sit down for a while, Dad wants to talk to you!" He put down his beloved book, which he had read countless times, and looked up at his daughter-in-law, who was hooked up to an IV drip.
"Okay." The head nurse had already skillfully hung the IV drip on the stand. She turned around and responded, then took a chair, habitually brushing her round buttocks with her arm, and sat down.
"These past few days have really been tough on you kids, all for me, someone who's about to be buried. Especially you, you've been taking care of Dad all by yourself, inside and out. Kid, you must be exhausted," Shen Dashan said sincerely and gratefully, raising his hand to gently pat his daughter-in-law's full, rounded shoulder.
The old cadre didn't immediately lower his hand upon that brief touch with the mature woman. Instead, he spread his palm and let it linger on her snow-white nurse's uniform. Even through the thin barrier, he could feel the softness of her body beneath the clothing. As he stroked her, his hand touched a thin strap, prominently displayed on her smooth shoulder. He knew it was his daughter-in-law's bra strap!
Touching this beautiful woman, he felt a reaction; his lower body swelled. He didn't know why, even though he was practically terminally ill, his old penis, unused for years, was suddenly stirring, hard every day, showing signs of its enduring power.
However, he had to thank his old friend, who had almost regained his vitality, because it might allow him to fulfill a regret buried deep in his heart for many years.
"Dad, what are you saying? This is my duty. I wouldn't feel at ease letting someone else take care of you!"
Ni Jie smiled dignifiedly, elegant and virtuous, but her brows furrowed slightly because she was very disgusted by her father-in-law's hand that didn't know when to stop. At her age, apart from her husband and son touching her body for a long time, this was the first time a third man had touched her so incessantly. So she shifted her body slightly, subtly shaking off the hand. Her arm suddenly dropped, and the old man noticed something. He pretended to scratch his white hair to hide his embarrassment and disappointment.
"Um...actually...Dad wanted to tell you that from now on...from now on, if you and Guofeng stay out late at night, you don't need to get up so early in the morning to cook for me. Sleep in as much as you want. After all, you're not young anymore, you should pay attention to rest!"
The old man seemed to be stammering as he spoke, but he had actually been planning this for a long time. He was just waiting for the right moment, waiting for his son and daughter-in-law to finish making love! That way, he could smoothly bring up his last wish to his daughter-in-law. Of course, this was something he only dared to think about after knowing he didn't have much time left. He was going to die soon, turning into ashes, what was there to hold back or not do?
Her originally fair and flawless face suddenly turned as red as if someone had splashed a bucket of red paint on it, and it flushed red all the way to the roots of her neck! Perhaps feeling guilty, this usually composed head nurse immediately understood her father-in-law's unspoken meaning and immediately thought of the shameful scene of her and her lover rolling around and embracing in bed last night!
It was also her own fault. Her husband's new career was just starting out, and her father-in-law had suddenly fallen ill. They were both very busy and tired every day, and had no interest in sex. Besides, they were both middle-aged, and they could easily control themselves if they didn't really want to. But just yesterday, the couple were both very enthusiastic. As soon as they got into bed, they embraced each other and their mouths began to touch eagerly, their tongues intertwining in each other's mouths. While they were kissing, her husband undressed her completely, exposing his male member. She stroked his penis a few times, then turned over and straddled his crotch, letting the hot, hard thing slowly enter her body!
Soon, with their buttocks colliding and their genitals rubbing against each other, the couple simultaneously reached the peak of pleasure. Her damp, disheveled hair hung loose as she collapsed onto her lover, her large, beautiful breasts, flushed pink from the recent passion, pressed against his chest. She licked her luscious lips and breathed heavily until she felt a warm liquid flow from her lower body; she knew her husband's penis had slid out limply.
"Um…we…we can do it again, okay? I…I want more!" After a while, blushing, she expressed her desire for a second round.
Although her body was somewhat tired, the itchy sensation in her vagina hadn't subsided after the first orgasm. This beautiful head nurse still felt unsatisfied.
Without waiting for her lover to react or ask if she was tired, she stood up, her breasts outstretched, and went between her lover's legs. She stretched out her slender, white hands, grasped her lover's genitals that had already completed their task, opened her soft lips, and wanted to start it up again. She immediately took it into her sweet, warm mouth!
Despite being over forty, appearing mature and composed, radiating a voluptuous beauty and charm accumulated over the years, she still displays a girlish shyness when giving her lover oral sex, as if she has done something wrong or made a mistake she shouldn't have made. However, when she actually puts that thing, whether hard or soft, in her mouth, savoring its masculine, slightly fishy taste, she is so willing to enjoy it. Especially after her lover has ejaculated once, when the secretions from both of them are still on his penis, she loves that wet, soft thing becoming thick and large again in her mouth. She is particularly excited, as if she has given her man a second life. Therefore, when her man penetrates her a second time, she completely loses herself, shouting and moaning loudly with each thrust that penetrates her uterus, completely overturning her gentle and approachable image from the daytime.
At that moment, she lay on the bed, her breasts swaying on her snow-white chest. It was a woman's happiest moment!
However, she never expected that walls have ears, and that her private pleasure had been discovered! And the person was none other than her father-in-law, her elder, with whom she now shared a room!
"Um… Dad, let me give you the IV. After it's finished, I can go home from work." Ni Jie's beautiful face was still flushed, making her look even more alluring. A little flustered, she stood up and began preparing to give her father-in-law the IV.
"Xiao Jie, you're so charming!" When his daughter-in-law grabbed his wrist to give him the injection, Shen Dashan grabbed her wrist in return, letting his fingers and palm feel the cool, soft texture of her delicate skin. Having already made up his mind to sleep with his daughter-in-law, the old man didn't intend to beat around the bush anymore.
"It's been over two years since you came to our family, hasn't it? See how clearly I remember? To be honest, when you and Guofeng started dating, your mother was strongly against it. She said you were pretty, honest, and a good girl, but you had no connections and wouldn't be able to help Guofeng much in his career. She even told her son to break up the relationship. Seeing her like this, I couldn't sit still any longer. I had to assert my authority as the head of the family, you know? From the first time Guofeng brought you home, I liked you very much. Several times, your mother and I had big arguments, and I even secretly told Guofeng that he absolutely had to marry you. You are my daughter-in-law, Shen Dashan's daughter-in-law! All my efforts have paid off." "Your mother finally agreed after our insistence, and it's clear that you two love each other! But now, I have to tell you, the reason I supported Guofeng so much back then wasn't entirely for him. It was more because I had my own selfish reasons. I couldn't bear to part with you and wanted to see you often, especially after your mother passed away these past few years. I couldn't control myself anymore. At night, when I was lonely, and that thing... that thing was really hard, I wished I were Li Longji, the emperor who took his daughter-in-law! To spend the night with you... to see your body, your... your breasts! So, considering that I'm about to die, please give me just this once, okay? Xiaojie, I miss you!"
"I'll pretend I didn't hear anything you just said. Don't think about these things anymore. I don't want to ruin my last thought of you!" Ni Jie immediately shook off her father-in-law's hand, lowered her head, and said these words coldly, without any haste.
She knew that men often had the desire to sleep with beautiful women, which was their lust. If a woman disagreed and didn't want to go through with it, she could simply refuse decisively. No matter what the storm was brewing, she would remain unmoved unless the man raped her!
However, she underestimated her father-in-law's wisdom. He hadn't been reading "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" for nothing over the decades. The saying "the old should not read Romance of the Three Kingdoms" was indeed quite true.
"Hehe! My daughter-in-law is indeed a good woman, she hasn't disappointed her father!"
Despite being rejected so bluntly by a woman, the cunning and ruthless Shen Dashan showed no embarrassment or frustration. He calmly laughed, displaying the appreciation of an elder. "You've been sleeping with your man for over twenty years, you should know that once a man has this kind of thought, it's hard to shake it off. Since you don't agree, I won't force you. How about this, tomorrow you go to a real estate agency and sell my house. I'm almost in my grave, it's not worth being a miser. Look, I've worked hard my whole life, saving every penny when I was young, and besides your mother, I've never touched another woman. Perfect timing, while I can still move, I'll use all my money to have some fun and enjoy the pleasures of being a young man. Now I realize, isn't the point of living to be true to yourself? You're a smart woman, you should understand." With that, he picked up his reading glasses and continued reading his book.
She was, of course, a smart woman, and naturally quickly grasped the true meaning behind his words.
All this nonsense boils down to one thing: if you don't sleep with me, neither of you will get a single penny of my inheritance!
This psychological tactic is ruthless, hitting her where it hurts!
If she were a single woman, unattached, she could refuse again. If her husband wasn't still building his business and needed funds, she could walk away or pretend not to hear. Even if her son hadn't just finished his college entrance exams and was about to incur another expense, she could still ignore it, letting her father-in-law act like a scoundrel while cursing him in her heart! But at this moment, she was thinking about which was more important to her: her chastity or the money in the future? Which weighed more in her heart?
And what this virtuous woman couldn't tolerate was that if she didn't accept, she was unwilling to let this huge sum of money fall into the hands of her idle brother-in-law, to be squandered and to bring shame to the family!
This was a lingering worry in her heart ever since her father-in-law fell ill. She wasn't particularly materialistic, but the realities of life forced her to value money, and the immense disappointment of not being able to have what was rightfully hers!
"Okay! Dad… tonight… I… I'll give myself to you just this once!" After a long internal struggle, the desire for money finally overcame her moral constraints. She bit her lip tightly and finally uttered the words that betrayed her lover, and were also a betrayal of herself!
Filial piety, filial piety—how can there be filial piety without it? I'll just consider it as letting my father-in-law leave this world without regrets, and fulfilling his wish as a junior! Thinking that filial piety is the foundation of all virtues, this kind woman felt a little better.
"Come here, let Dad hug you!"
As it was almost time for bed, Shen Dashan, lying in bed, finally welcomed his daughter-in-law after her bath. To his surprise, she wasn't dressed provocatively to arouse his interest. She wore a short-sleeved t-shirt and shorts that just covered her ample buttocks. Her two smooth thighs were exposed, gleaming softly under the light. Although the t-shirt was loose and baggy, her high breasts stretched the thin fabric, making it easy to see the outline of her large, round breasts. She was clearly not wearing a bra, and her nipples were faintly visible inside her clothes.
This was her most casual outfit, practically loungewear—not revealing, but not sexy at all. She thought dressing like this would diminish the lustful old man's interest, making it easier to finish quickly. But she was wrong. She looked every bit the dutiful wife and mother, a model woman. Compared to those seductive prostitutes who practically begged men to strip them naked so they could easily seduce her and fill their pockets, a virtuous and conservative woman like her would soon be voluntarily removing her clothes, letting any man other than her husband see her alluring body. How rare and precious that was! It wasn't something a man could buy with a few bucks.
Similarly, it gave men an immense sense of conquest and possessiveness.
Ni Jie forced herself to walk to the bedside and sit down. How she wished her lover, who was out of town, would burst in right now, even berate her without a word! She accepted being insulted with filthy words like "shameless bitch" and "slut," and never retaliated! "
I was forced, I didn't want to. If I didn't want to, it shouldn't count as adultery. So, although my body was given to another man once, I didn't betray my man. Guofeng, I love you!" She was still hypnotizing herself.
As she muttered this to herself, her body suddenly tilted, and a strong arm eagerly pulled her close.
"Tell Dad, when you two made love, did you like my son holding you like this?"
Finally holding the voluptuous body he had long fantasized about in his arms, the old man's face showed a satisfied smile. His hands began to stroke his daughter-in-law's back, feeling the fleshy texture of her mature body through the thin fabric.
Faced with her father-in-law's shameless question, Ni Jie said nothing, neither nodding nor shaking her head. Her only option was to blush and bury her head in the arms of this complete stranger. Having been married for over twenty years and experienced in bed, how could she not know that her father-in-law's lewd question was a man's way of arousing himself? Logically, she should cooperate and arouse him so he could finish faster. But her womanly pride told her she absolutely couldn't do that! Sleeping with a man was already selling her body; she couldn't let her still-pure heart be lost as well. "
Silly boy! You're so lucky. Your wife is not only so beautiful but also so loyal! It's obvious this is her first time with another man, and this man is your father. Consider this your way of repaying my kindness in raising you!" Thinking this, Shen Dashan rolled over and pinned his daughter-in-law to the bed.
Without pausing, as soon as his daughter-in-law lay down, he immediately leaned in and captured her unadorned lips with his own. He opened his mouth and easily took those still unguarded lips inside, sucking hard.
Immediately, a soft sound filled the quiet, simple old man's bedroom—a soft, sucking sound! It was the sound of lips constantly sucking on flesh, and another person silently enduring unprecedented reluctance!
Ni Jie lay there quietly, eyes closed, without the passion expected during sex, without forced struggle or resistance, like a piece of wood.
"Damn it! I'd rather go out and find a wooden stick and fuck you than you! Are you fucking dead? Is this how you serve your man?"
After kissing for a while, seeing that his beautiful daughter-in-law beneath him had no reaction, the old man finally released her, shouting impatiently. Sex should be a willing act for both parties; if there's no response, it's bound to be very disappointing.
Hearing her father-in-law's angry tone and the profanity directed at her startled Ni Jie. In her more than twenty years of memory, her father-in-law had always been so refined, always smiling at everyone with gentle eyes. But the saying "you can't see into someone's heart" was truly accurate. What you see is only a small part of a person; you never know what someone is really thinking, or what a person is like at different times. "
Fuck your mother, you old bastard! I don't want your damn money, okay? You can give it to whoever you want!" These words, which Ni Jie had never been cursed at before, almost escaped her lips. She was a wife cherished by her husband and a mother respected and loved by her children. When had she ever suffered such humiliation? But thinking of her family's kindness, she held back. She told herself she had to prioritize the bigger picture. Seeing that money disappear into someone else's bank account wasn't just her loss; it was a regret for the whole family, a psychological shadow that would linger for a long time. As a wife and mother, how could she see her three most beloved people unhappy?
Besides, things had already come to this; she had lost all dignity in front of herself. So she would persevere. It would only last one night at most. Tomorrow, she would be back to being the beautiful and gentle Ni Jie!
Please don't blame this woman for lacking backbone or being unable to stand up for herself. That's just how life is. It can make a person strong, or it can make a person weak. Reality presents us with two choices: challenge or compromise. Undoubtedly, this family-loving woman chose the latter, sacrificing herself!
Having convinced herself, Ni Jie opened her tearful eyes, raised her head, and pressed her soft lips to her father-in-law's lips, kissing him forcefully yet gently. Only then did their four lips truly seem to be joined together in perfect harmony, touching.
It seemed kissing wasn't what the old man was interested in. After a few kisses, he moved his mouth away and began licking downwards, sticking out his tongue. He licked his daughter-in-law's well-proportioned chin and soft, snow-white neck, finally, little by little, reaching her high breasts. Without even lifting her clothes, the old man, eager to suckle, immediately opened his mouth and took the nipple, already erect inside her clothes, into his mouth, sucking and biting with greedy and urgent sounds!
"Ah, Dad! Please don't bite with your teeth! I've taken off my clothes... so you can suckle! Don't bite with your teeth, it hurts like that!" Although there was still a barrier, the tender nipples inside her clothes could still clearly feel the sharpness of the man's teeth on her body. The nipples throbbed with pain, causing Ni Jie's delicate eyebrows to furrow and her two smooth arms to wave restlessly. Perhaps
the old man wasn't satisfied with sucking through her clothes, so he obediently opened his mouth, which was still holding the nipple, and looked up at his daughter-in-law, whose face was already flushed with desire. He knew that his daughter-in-law was also slightly aroused.
Soon, the lecherous old man finally got his wish, as his daughter-in-law's alluring naked body was gradually revealed before his eyes, right beside him.
Her two pure white, jade-like breasts trembled slightly as her clothes were lifted, like two lively, playful white rabbits. Perhaps due to family genes, Ni Jie's breasts were large, two completely white, fleshy mounds. Without the restraint of a bra, her large breasts sagged noticeably, something not visible in daylight. This also made her breasts appear more real, unlike the breasts of many middle-aged women in movies, which, although large, remained stiff and obviously artificially enhanced, lacking aesthetic appeal. Ni Jie's large breasts were the epitome of a middle-aged woman's beauty—soft and large, sagging yet full, plump and fleshy!
Having breastfed two children, and with her husband often suckling at her nipples during sex—sometimes even falling asleep in her arms with his nipple still in his mouth after ejaculation—her nipples have gradually darkened, changing from the pink of her childhood to a dark red. This contrasts sharply with her fair and smooth breasts, making them less aesthetically pleasing. However, Ni Jie, a good mother and a virtuous wife, feels incredibly proud. She believes that if she doesn't let her children drink her milk and be well-fed during breastfeeding, she is not a good mother; and if she doesn't let her husband enjoy the pleasure of playing with her breasts during sex, she is not a good wife!
Clearly, her father-in-law also loves her two full breasts and doesn't care at all about the darkening of her nipples.
Seeing his daughter-in-law completely naked from the waist up, the old man immediately leaned forward with his entire head and hands, opened his mouth, and took the woman's nipple, along with half of her breast, into his mouth. His
Adam's apple bobbed, as if he were truly enjoying his daughter-in-law's delicious breast milk, when in reality he was just swallowing his own saliva. At the same time, one of his hands touched his daughter-in-law's other large breast. His hand, much thinner due to cancer, completely covered the breast, kneading it up and down. The nipple bounced up and down in his palm, and the soft, large breast began to change shape with his kneading, sometimes flat in the middle, sometimes with the entire tip sunken in—it was incredibly amusing!
It has to be said that Ni Jie was enjoying herself, sitting on the bed while another man touched and sucked her breasts. Her eyes were slightly closed, her pale pink lips parted slightly, and she began to let out uncontrollable moans. At the same time, the tingling sensation from her breasts and the masculine scent made her unconsciously reach out and slowly move her hand across the sheets.
That hand was telling her that she was about to lose control; she wanted to slip her hand into the man's underwear and grasp his hard, hot penis!
This was Ni Jie's habit when she made love with her husband, and it was also her signal of arousal.
"Baby, do you want it?" Shen Dashan, who understood women very well, also noticed his daughter-in-law's actions. However, he did not expect that this woman, who looked beautiful and gentle, was so weak in her sexual defenses. Just a few sucks on her breasts had ignited her desire, and she could not control herself.
While one hand was still touching her breasts, the other hand quickly pulled down his pants, and immediately, a hot, thick penis jumped out, swaying between his legs.
He wasn't in a hurry to grab his daughter-in-law's hand. He let her stroke him a few times first, confident that her hand would soon reach out and grasp his manhood, which she desperately needed.
"Dad! Can I... can I suck it for you for a while? Like this... like this will make you feel good!" To his delight, his daughter-in-law didn't grab him with her hand, but instead boldly offered to give him oral sex!
"You're such a good daughter-in-law, you know I love this, a woman's little mouth!" Shen Dashan beamed, praising his daughter-in-law. Then he lay down, his hand still grasping her white, round breast, kneading it even harder. He saw that her originally snow-white skin gradually turned pink from his kneading and pinching.
Seeing her husband lie down, Ni Jie also knelt on the bed, her large buttocks, still wearing shorts, sticking out. Her lower body was still completely covered, not revealing a single bit.
Because of her profession as a nurse, seeing any man's penis was as commonplace to her as picking up chopsticks to eat. Even before she became a virgin, she had seen countless men's penises, and she had witnessed embarrassing scenes of men getting hard right in front of her. After all, it's natural for a man to react when a young girl, so beautiful, is holding his penis. At first, she felt very ashamed, thinking those men were shameless! But over time, she got used to it. Now, she often uses those experiences to teach her younger colleagues, giving them a cautionary tale.
The slightly painful yet pleasurable sensation on her breasts made her furrow her brows slightly. She reached out, letting her warm palm touch the erect penis, her fingers together, grasping it. The moment she touched the old man's penis, she couldn't help but look up in surprise at the man still so fondling her breasts. She never expected that at 76 years old, his genitals would still be so hard! It was huge, the thick glans fully exposed outside the foreskin, bright red and shiny.
It was much bigger than her husband's. She wondered if such a large thing would feel good inside a woman's body. For a moment, she felt an inappropriate excitement!
Her delicate white fingers began to stroke the dark shaft, up and down. After a few strokes, Ni Jie felt the large penis getting even hotter. She couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed he was getting old and wouldn't last long. If she tried a little harder, she could make him ejaculate, and then her mission for the day would be complete. Could something this old still get hard? This was also why she offered to give her father-in-law oral sex for a while. At least if he was comfortable today, she could delay losing her virginity by a day. Her body still belonged to her beloved husband alone!
Thinking this, she opened her pink lips, leaned over, and took the bright red glans, which was already dripping with a little blue fluid, into her mouth. It was truly huge! Her mouth was instantly filled to the brim, like holding a hard bone, leaving no room to move. Her soft tongue could only retract inside her mouth, completely helpless to lick her father-in-law's sensitive glans. She had no choice but to move her head up and down to give the penis the pleasure of its in-and-out friction.
"You slut! You always seem like such a good woman, I never expected you to be so good to men. Do you suck your man's cock every night?"
The hand stroking her breasts noticeably increased its pressure, making her drooping breasts sway and change shape. His large penis felt the warmth and softness of his daughter-in-law's mouth, and the old man almost lost control and ejaculated directly into her mouth! Luckily, he had the foresight to take Viagra; he wanted to fuck his daughter-in-law to his heart's content tonight, to make this woman scream and beg for mercy on his bed, beneath him! You
old bastard, why aren't you coming out yet? Her mouth, though slightly numb, continued moving. Her large breasts were aching from being rubbed, and her nipples were throbbing painfully. Yet, the penis in her mouth only grew harder, erect and showing no sign of ejaculation. Ni Jie cursed inwardly with frustration.
"Alright, stop licking, take off your pants!" The old man, feeling his penis was already throbbing, patted his daughter-in-law's head, ordering her to stop.
It seemed there was no escaping it today. Spitting out her glistening, saliva-covered glans, which appeared to have swelled even more, Ni Jie sighed inwardly. She straightened up, placed her hands on her flat stomach, and with a few quick movements of her fingers, flipped open the sides of her shorts, revealing a pale purple fabric—Ni Jie's panties! Then, she inserted her two thumbs into the elastic band of her shorts, and with a downward pull, the fabric obediently slipped off her buttocks, revealing her most intimate area!
Although she was kneeling on the bed, her two firm, large buttocks remained perfectly shaped, round and perky. Because of their size, a deep, seemingly bottomless groove was created between them, like a canyon between two towering peaks, completely obscuring her anus. The woman's front was dark, but pubic hair was sparse, with only a small tuft growing on her fleshy mound. Slightly higher up, there were also scattered hair roots distributed below her smooth belly, turning what should have been white skin into a black and white patchwork. However,... She was unconventional, because she had just had skin-to-skin contact with a man, and her breasts, which had opened the door to sexuality, had been pinched and grabbed. At this moment, her labia, covered by dark pubic hair, had quietly opened, soft and plump, like a flower stamen striving to bloom. It was a completely physiological reaction, beyond her control. However, she knew that her vagina was beginning to become wet, and a sticky liquid was seeping out from between her labia. That's why she took off her panties quickly and proactively. She didn't want her father-in-law to humiliate her with obscene words anymore, and she didn't want to excite him!
Seeing his usually dignified and composed daughter-in-law finally naked, her fair and delicate body so close to his, the old man quickly sat up, spread his arms wide, and pulled his daughter-in-law into his embrace, their skin pressed tightly together. He felt the softness of her two warm, large breasts against his chest, and excitedly raised his head to eagerly search for her lips. Then he kissed her passionately once more. His head spun rapidly as he greedily sucked on her tongue. At the same time, his hands reached down, his fingers clenching and then releasing, gripping the flesh of his daughter-in-law's large buttocks tightly!
Perhaps it was because she no longer had any barriers to face the man before her, or perhaps it was the innate human desire for sex that had finally been unleashed, making Ni Jie no longer as docile as before, allowing herself to be kissed. She also put her arms around her father-in-law's shoulders, twisting her head forcefully, sticking out her pink and wet tongue to kiss the old man back. At the same time, unconsciously, she began to move her hips forward, almost intentionally or unintentionally touching his still hard and erect penis.
The two of them lay on the bed without separating their lips. Shen Dashan gave his entire body weight to his daughter-in-law, pressing completely on her. His hand, which had been touching her buttocks, reluctantly left and slowly moved to the front. He stroked his daughter-in-law's smooth abdomen a few times, and then continued downwards. His palm first touched a patch of soft, furry hair, and then a wet mound of flesh, the hair on it had turned into wisps, completely soaked with the fluid flowing from that mound.
"Say it! Do you want Dad's cock now?" The old man, panting, covered his daughter-in-law's plump vaginal opening with his entire palm, his lips parted from hers. He found her vagina incredibly comfortable to touch; it was like two large, bulging mounds of flesh, the labia full and protruding, like a soft, fluffy steamed bun cut in half and placed over her vulva!
"Mmm..." She lowered her head, only responding softly, her words muffled and unclear.
She was still embarrassed, even though she was extremely thirsty and her body was burning with desire!
"Do you want it?" His palm left her vulva, and Shen Dashan grasped his erect penis, bringing it back to his daughter-in-law's vaginal opening, the gateway to her union with a man. He gently rubbed the soft slit, teasing her. He wanted his daughter-in-law to speak for herself, even to invite him in herself—this was the ultimate method a man could use to get a woman.
"Dad...stop rubbing...stop rubbing! Come in...come in! I want...I want your cock!" Her two hairy labia were completely open, fully ready to easily envelop the thick, hard glans, but that damned old man just couldn't see what she wanted, and the hard cock she desperately needed just wouldn't come in!
Looking at his daughter-in-law, who was now completely under his control, the woman who was now his alone, Shen Dashan felt it was enough. He stopped what he was doing, letting his cock press right against the middle of the woman's vaginal opening, and then pushed down. With almost no effort, the glans immediately sank into a warm, soft, slippery hole!
"Oh..." Her previously empty vagina was suddenly filled with a thick, hot cock, which immediately exposed Ni Jie's true nature during intercourse. She let out a long, satisfied moan. She hadn't expected that her father-in-law's cock would feel so good inside her!
It was clear that her husband had been her only man in her life, from the night she lost her virginity until now. Otherwise, her vagina wouldn't still be so tight. His large penis was completely contained within his daughter-in-law's tight and warm vagina. The old man didn't rush to move; he simply lay quietly on top of Ni Jie, enjoying the soft touch of her breasts and the warmth of his penis inside her.
"Um... Dad, could you move a little? It's so uncomfortable inside!"
After waiting a while, seeing that her father-in-law hadn't reacted for a long time, Ni Jie knew that the old man was enjoying his woman's naked body in a static way. Since he was already inside her, and making love with him was a fact, she wasn't embarrassed anymore. The intense itching sensation in her vagina from the lack of friction made her make a request to her father-in-law for the first time during intercourse.
Having finally achieved his goal, Shen Dashan wanted to hear this conservative and upright woman make her own demands. This way, she would be more uninhibited during sex, shouting and screaming uncontrollably. The more wanton and wanton a woman is during sex, the more pleasure and satisfaction a man experiences.
The old man lay on the woman's snow-white body, his hips slowly thrusting. His penis moved within his daughter-in-law, the hard glans rubbing back and forth against Ni Jie's already sufficiently wet vagina. Ni Jie did not disappoint her father-in-law; her vagina was tight, possessing a kind of suction. With each thrust, the tender flesh inside her vagina acted like a suction cup, gently gathering towards the center, as if reluctant to leave the large glans, wanting to kiss it once more.
Thus, in this old man's bedroom, which should not have been filled with eroticism but only elegance and tranquility, the most passionate and stimulating battle of flesh was unfolding!
An old man with half his hair already gray was lying on a woman's snow-white, translucent naked body. His not-so-wide waist was rhythmically and vigorously thrusting up and down, moving his genitals in and out of a still-pink fleshy hole, but each thrust went all the way in, touching the slightly hard uterus! And it was because of this old man that the woman lying on the bed beneath him, her pale pink lips parted, involuntarily moaning and groaning in a way that was neither pleasure nor pain. Her already large breasts, propelled by the thrusting of his penis, swayed violently, revealing glimpses of white skin. Her soft flesh rubbed against the man's thin chest. Her once tightly closed labia were now parted by the in-and-out thrusting penis, and a steady stream of sticky fluid flowed from her private parts, making the dark penis glisten. Her vaginal opening and buttocks were covered in a muddy mess, soaking the blue and white checkered sheets. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was evidence of bedwetting.
But this was, in fact, a true record of a 76-year-old man and a 43-year-old middle-aged beauty making love!
The age gap of over twenty years, overlapping, their genitals intertwined without any gap, frantically making love on the bed—what a thrilling and rare sight!
"Ah! Dad...don't push anymore, let your daughter-in-law rest for a while! My...pussy can't take your big cock anymore, ah! It's hitting my cervix again, so good, harder...fuck me harder, fuck your daughter-in-law, Dad, your daughter-in-law loves you, loves your hard cock!"
For a full hour, the wooden bed was still creaking, without interruption! The couple on the bed were covered in sweat, the woman's genitals were filled to the brim with a large penis, her originally dark pubic hair was blurred and messy from the constant flow of white foam from her vagina.
Ni Jie never expected that her father-in-law's sexual ability would be so strong, his penis so hard. In an hour of lovemaking, she couldn't even remember how many times she had orgasmed, how many times her semen had gushed from her uterus! Now, all she knows is that with every few thrusts from the old man on top of her, she can't help but scream loudly. She can hear her own words, but she doesn't know what she's shouting!
If tomorrow, the gentle and virtuous head nurse hears this recording of her frantic moaning and utters those obscene words that she, with her status and personality, would never utter even if she were beaten to death, she'd dig a hole and bury herself deep inside! So, a woman's moaning is her instinct; once she reaches that climax, she's completely out of control.
However, this isn't always the view of the men on top of them. The more a woman moans, the more excited the man becomes, the more he thinks those old women are incredibly lewd, and the more comfortable and enjoyable it is to fuck them!
At least, that's how Shen Dashan, on top of his daughter-in-law, feels. Hearing his junior, a very mature and steady middle-aged beauty, being driven to such a shameless and self-conscious state by him, moaning so wantonly, makes him feel that his life has been worthwhile. Even if she's really put to a coffin tomorrow, he'll have no regrets.
His penis was still thrusting in and out of his daughter-in-law's warm vagina when suddenly, a tingling sensation came from the head of his penis. He knew he was about to ejaculate! So he quickly wrapped one arm around his daughter-in-law's neck, holding her tightly, while his other hand quickly reached to their chests, grabbing and kneading Ni Jie's soft, white breasts. Finally, with one breast trembling, the old man thrust his hips deeply, burying his thick, hot glans deep into his daughter-in-law's uterus. His urethral opening widened, and then streams of white semen shot completely into his son's woman's body!
The wind and rain subsided, and the wooden bed finally fell silent. The father-in-law and daughter-in-law were both panting heavily, trying to calm their breathing. It wasn't until the old penis, fully hardened, slid out of Ni Jie's wet and soft vagina, and until a milky white liquid slowly flowed from the fully open vagina, that their bodies completely separated. Shen Dashan rolled over and lay motionless on the bed, his drooping penis still covered in a white residue of his own semen.
Even though she was exhausted and didn't want to move, the clean-loving Ni Jie still sat up, reached for her underwear, and carefully wiped her vaginal opening. Then she turned around, picked up the penis that had indeed brought her so much satisfaction and pleasure that night, and lovingly wiped it as well. After that, she threw away the underwear, turned off the light, and lay back on the bed naked. She snuggled into her father-in-law's arms, savoring the comfort after making love while reminiscing about the passion she had just experienced. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep... But it seemed like she hadn't slept for long when an unbearable bloating pain came from her bladder, waking Ni Jie from her deep sleep. She sat up groggily, habitually put on her shoes, habitually got out of bed, and habitually walked out of the bedroom naked, completely unaware that something was wrong.
"Mom?!" She was still somewhat dazed when she heard a startled cry as she stepped out of her bedroom. "Mom! What are you doing in Grandpa's room? And...you're not dressed?"
Suddenly jolted awake, Ni Jie fully woke up and recognized the person speaking to her—wearing an airline uniform and possessing a delicate face.
That person was her daughter, Shen Ci, who had just gotten off her morning flight and become a flight attendant!
Ni Jie panicked instantly. She hurriedly covered herself with her hands and ran quickly towards her bedroom. But just before reaching the door, she suddenly stopped. Without turning back, she whispered to her daughter, "Girl, what you see now is exactly what you can imagine. What Mom just did... what just happened? Girl, you're an adult now, so Mom doesn't want to hide it from you anymore. Yes, it's exactly what you imagine! Mom gave her body to your grandfather once, but you have to believe me, Mom absolutely loves your father and loves our family. So, girl, please don't hold a grudge against Mom. Just pretend you didn't see anything!" With that, she stepped into the bedroom, her face already blurred with tears.
She leaned her naked body against the bedroom door, then slowly slid down, burying her head between her legs and sobbing uncontrollably!
All her calculations were thwarted by fate. She hadn't expected to be so close, yet she was still completely exposed! And the one who caught her red-handed was none other than her own daughter! She wasn't afraid of her daughter looking down on her; what she feared was causing immense harm to her pure and innocent daughter. That was her failure as a mother, and her failure in this life!
"Mom! Please don't cry, okay? If you want me to pretend I didn't see it, then you have to forget it yourself first, right?" A girl's clear, yet tender voice rang out from outside the door, gently comforting her mother, sounding calm and collected.
However, inside, a storm raged, violent waves crashing against her heart. She felt immense pain—pain for her mother's cries, pain for her mother's betrayal, and pain even more so for witnessing her mother and grandfather doing *that*, caught in the act by chance. She couldn't lie to herself!
At the same time, Shen Ci's pain was mixed with a hint of curiosity. Was doing *that* really that wonderful? Could it make her kind and experienced grandfather abandon his pride, and make her virtuous and devoted mother bold and reckless?
So innocent, still a virgin, she leaned quietly against the bedroom door, lost in thought for a long time.
And so, on this morning, inside and outside the door, mother and daughter leaned against each other, thinking about the same thing: one filled with regret, the other... a touch of longing!

Chapter 5: Father and Son Share the Secret
"Working on a case, no time!"
"Working on a case, no time!"
Looking at the two text messages sent one after the other on his phone, Song Ping, sitting on the comfortable sofa in the hotel, couldn't help but shake his head slightly, finding it quite amusing. His two mothers were truly like sisters, even sending identical text messages, not a single word different.
Although almost a week had passed, now, whenever Song Ping closed his eyes even slightly, his body and his heart would immediately return to that night—his first time, the night he and his biological mother truly committed incest, the night they passionately made love in bed!
That night, the mother and son started making love at four in the afternoon. They ordered takeout once and had dinner. Afterward, their naked bodies embraced again, rolled onto the bed, and continued until midnight. The boy's penis lost its erection, and his body no longer wanted to move. Only then did he fall asleep on his mother's body. It is said that women in their forties are like wolves and tigers, and their sexual needs even exceed those of young men. That night, Song Ping truly witnessed this with his mother.
"Son, Mom can't sleep. Can you... still do it? Let's... do it one more time, okay?" In his drowsy state, he was awakened by a soft, warm object. Opening his sleepy eyes, he saw his mother tilting her head back, kissing him with her natural lips, her eyes filled with passionate love. At the same time, his naked genitals were being firmly grasped and stroked by five soft fingers.
He couldn't believe it. Just hours before, his mother had been like a tightly wrapped cocoon, fiercely protecting herself from any violation. Yet, just hours later, she had become so open, completely abandoning her role as a mother, and actively asking her son to make love to her!
What son wouldn't be moved by such a tender and gentle mother? But along with this attraction, his heart ached. He felt sorry for his mother, a normal woman, who hadn't received sexual satisfaction for a year, and for the neglect she had suffered at his father's hands. He felt that this was why she had lowered herself to beg her son for sex, to satisfy her physical hunger for a man.
He turned over, pulling her naked body close, holding her tightly in his arms. At that moment, she was both his respected and beloved mother, and the woman he wanted to cherish and protect even more. He wanted to give her sexual pleasure in his own way, using the large penis she had given him. He wanted to love his mother properly, in place of his father!
Youth is indeed a virtue; even though he was exhausted before, a good night's sleep fully restored his strength, and his manhood remained proudly erect.
Without a word, he pressed his mother down again, his thick, hard penis accurately entering her warm, wet opening once more. There, it was a vast ocean; he knew it contained not only the semen his mother had ejaculated during each orgasm, but also countless streams of his own sperm!
That time, mother and son made love with immense pleasure, almost like a loving couple who had been together for many years, their union perfectly synchronized. With each thrust, the woman on the bed cried out in pleasure, her sweaty face radiating complete satisfaction with sex!
In that moment, she completely abandoned her role as his mother, forgetting all morals and ethics, wanting only to be a happy woman, the woman of her own son alone!
He felt the same way; he was thrilled to be truly his mother's second man! He was incredibly proud of the immense pleasure he could bring his mother!
This meant that his mother had accepted him, willingly wanted to have sex with him, and wanted to have sex with him without any reservations!
At least, he ejaculated the last drop of semen into his mother's uterus, and he was held tightly in her arms. Looking at his mother's blissful and tender expression, he was certain that his mother was thinking the same thing at that moment!
However, this also proved that he was still young, how naive and simple-minded he was. At the same time, his mother's actions also showed how true the saying "a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea" really is. Because when he woke up the next day, he was completely naked in bed. His mother was nowhere to be found, and she had been missing for several days in a row. If he hadn't sent his mother a text message every day to check on her, he would have had no idea where she was or what she was doing. Even when his mother replied, it was only a few words, and her tone was cold. She didn't care about him like she used to. Even when she wasn't by his side, he could always feel her love and care.
However, Song Ping could understand. After all, this was an inappropriate relationship with her son. Even if someone were to have an affair, they needed time to process it. So, all he wanted was for his mother to be safe. He knew that her impulsive act that night was purely driven by sexual frustration. He needed to let her have a few days to think things through and completely let go of her emotional burdens so that she could truly accept him and willingly have a marital relationship with him.
Of course, he didn't intend to replace his father and monopolize his mother. If he did, he would feel unworthy of being human, worse than an animal. If he hadn't heard his mother's outburst that night, he would never have considered having sex with her. In his eyes, his mother would always be his mother, an unchangeable figure in his heart. Whether his penis had entered her body or not, he had satisfied her sexual needs. He just wanted to see her happy and content. This was entirely out of filial piety, unrelated to emotions. In a sense, he treated himself as a tool, a tool to satisfy his mother, like an inflatable doll!
Furthermore, if in the future, in bed, if his father could once again take on his responsibilities as a man, allowing his mother to enjoy the pleasures of their marital intimacy with a clear conscience, then as their good son, he would absolutely withdraw resolutely, never crossing any further boundaries with his mother, never having any physical contact with her again, and never touching her!
Seeing parents loving and harmonious in the family is always the greatest wish of every child, regardless of whether their children are adults or not.
"Song Ping, get up quickly and say hello to your Uncle Zhou." At this moment, still deep in thought, he heard his father speaking to him, and he quickly and obediently stood up from the sofa, politely greeting the middle-aged man next to his father, "This is your Uncle Zhou Ke, also a leader in the Education Bureau. Old Zhou, we'll need your help with this kid's job assignment in a couple of days."
So that's why his father wanted him to accompany him to the classmate banquet. After hearing his father's introduction, Song Ping immediately understood his intention.
Actually, there was another reason why he accompanied his father to the banquet: he had just gotten his driver's license. Since he had just graduated from university and had nothing else to do, he decided to act as his father's personal driver for a few days to practice his skills.
"My nephew is a handsome and talented young man, with a bright future ahead of him. No doubt about it, leave this to your uncle!" Zhou Ke patted his chest and said to Song Ping in a thick Northeastern accent. Then Song Ping saw his gaze shift, heading straight for the door of the large private room. At
the same time, he noticed his father's eyes were also wandering; both men were looking in the same direction, and remained motionless for a long time.
Following the gaze, Song Ping also looked towards the entrance. He saw a middle-aged woman with an elegant, even somewhat aloof, appearance gracefully entering the hall. She had short, neat hair and was exchanging pleasantries with those around her. A pair of thin-rimmed glasses perched on her face, which accentuated her dignified presence and made it clear at a glance that she was a cultured and knowledgeable professional woman. Although she wasn't particularly slender and didn't have the willow-like waist of a young girl, a well-fitting dark blue dress perfectly showcased her extraordinary temperament. The dress seemed to have been designed exclusively for her; the appropriate cut accentuated her impressive figure, allowing her to confidently attract attention. But what truly drew the attention of the opposite sex were her two full, majestic breasts, large and full yet not ostentatious, possessing a mysterious beauty.
For a moment, even young Song Ping was stunned. It wasn't that he hadn't been around beautiful women before; his noble mother, his beautiful godmother, his stunning aunt—all his elders were top-tier beauties among women. But this woman before him possessed a different kind of charm that captivated him. She
possessed both inner beauty and fullness, grace and poise, dignity and poise. In the next instant, he knew he liked this kind of woman!
"I never imagined that after more than twenty years, she would be even more beautiful, more charming than before!" It seems people's aesthetic sense is the same. While Song Ping was still in a daze, he heard his father say, as if muttering to himself, or perhaps seeking the same sentiment from those around him.
"Yes, what are we standing there for? Come on, let's say hello to our old classmate!" A voice immediately rang out, and Zhou Ke, speaking casually, pulled his father's hand and walked towards their old classmate.
Song Ping immediately followed, wanting to hear if this woman's voice was as pleasant as hers.
"Old classmate, it's been over twenty years! You're still so beautiful!" Zhou Ke said with a smile as the three approached.
"Ah? Beautiful? Almost fifty, an old woman!" She was talking to someone else and barely noticed the newcomers, so she was caught off guard. But she quickly and calmly smiled, the corners of her mouth curving upwards just right, polite yet aloof.
As Song Ping expected, while her speech wasn't particularly remarkable, it possessed a mature composure characteristic of middle age—gentle and pleasant to listen to, and her pronunciation was perfect, standard Mandarin.
It seemed she and her father and the others weren't close during their school days; they were just classmates, casual acquaintances. Song Ping thought that because of what she said, she was pulled away by other classmates, nodding in farewell as she left.
But Song Changxiang's gaze never left her, as if he had a tracking device attached to him, drifting with her every move, his eyes filled with undisguised tenderness.
His son, standing beside him, took in everything he saw.
"Commander! Who is this familiar person?" To explain his father's attempt to conceal what he was seeing, Song Ping deliberately imitated a line from a play, joking with him. From childhood, he and his father had been best friends, sharing everything and joking around. His mother used to see them often playing and roughhousing together, and she would laugh and tell them that she had two sons who would never grow up!
In Song Ping's family, the roles of strict father and loving mother were completely reversed. His mother was the absolute head of the household; a single glare from her imposing and beautiful eyes was enough to make both father and son obedient and utter a word.
"You're asking about her?" As clever as his father was, Song Changxiang immediately recovered from the question and picked up where his son left off. Ironically, he was holding a half-smoked cigarette in one hand, and with his burly and robust physique, he really did resemble Hu Chuankui from the opera *Shajiabang*. "Back then… alright, I won't argue with you! Your Aunt Liu is my high school classmate. Oh, by the way, her name is Liu Yirong. After graduating high school, she went to another city and was assigned there as a teacher. She's been there for almost thirty years. I recently heard she's been transferred back. Maybe you and she can meet again someday..." "My colleague, sigh! Don't let her glamorous appearance fool you, she's actually quite unfortunate. She has a son, two or three years older than you, but he has a problem—he can't walk properly and needs constant care. Luckily, she's easygoing and doesn't seem to care much. Look at her smile, isn't it so sunny? But her son is really promising, very talented, he's already written several books. You know, life is unpredictable, every family has its own troubles. Seeing her like this, Dad feels terrible. If it weren't for that…" The unfinished sentence was a genuine outpouring of emotion from Song Changxiang, but he immediately realized his mistake and stopped. "
I can't believe you understand her like that. Isn't this the root of all the trouble you've caused my mother to suffer?"
Song Ping stood obediently, but a surge of anger rose within him—a great, intense anger! "
Dad, do you even know how much my mother has suffered? Did you know she was slept with by her own son?" Even if my mother was willing in the end, she can never escape the stigma of incest with her own son! What a disgrace that is to someone who has lived a completely innocent life! Of course, I was the one who started this whole thing, but ultimately, the real culprit is you! My mother could endure it all for love, suffering the torment of living like a widow day and night, but you, for the sake of past affections, went to satisfy another woman, so stingy that you wouldn't even give my mother a single moment of pleasure. Given that, what right do you have to be her man? What gives you the right? You're fucking a bastard, occupying the position without doing anything!
He heard his knuckles cracking; he knew it was the sound of him protesting for his mother!
I will definitely get revenge for you! Don't worry, Mom!
Because of his emotions, Song Ping ate the entire meal listlessly, absentmindedly, his eyes constantly drifting to the woman chatting and laughing with those around her, her demeanor seemingly generous and proper. He felt increasingly rebellious; appearances can be deceiving! Who would have thought that a woman with such a beautiful face and such a noble air would actually be a whore who seduces married men! I wonder how she performs in bed, naked and pinned down by a man? Hmm, it must be quite good. Just looking at her two full, large breasts is enough to make any man's eyes turn away. If you strip her naked and vigorously and freely fondle her breasts, what kind of ecstasy would that be? Otherwise, why would her father abandon her equally beautiful mother and seek a new love?
Before he knew it, he felt a hardness in his lower body. He really wanted to see that woman in bed, lewd and screaming, and that she would definitely be doing it because of him.
He wanted to sleep with her! He wanted to fiercely thrust into her cunt, which he didn't know how much hair it had, or how many men had fucked it!
This time, he wasn't wanting to have sex with her because of her beauty, or to possess her body, but because of deep hatred, a deep desire for revenge.
This feeling truly stirred his blood and filled him with longing. Heaven had blessed him, allowing him to be a filial son—what a thrill and satisfaction that would be!
Whether it was due to his excellent character or because Heaven had truly heard his heart, it had actually given him a chance to realize his wish, allowing him to seize the opportunity!
He noticed a sudden commotion at the table, and it seemed that Liu Yirong was the main character!
Song Ping put down his chopsticks and ran over.
"What do you mean? Look at me, my hands get all clumsy after a few drinks, and I spilled it all over you." Getting closer, Song Ping realized it was a classmate who had come to offer a toast, and apparently, due to being drunk, had accidentally spilled a whole glass of wine on her. The male classmate was frantically patting her clothes while repeatedly apologizing.
Actually, Song Ping could tell that the apologies were fake; he was just trying to linger and take advantage of the situation! The man was placing his hand on Liu Yirong's ample breasts, touching and patting them—almost touching her breasts through her clothes!
They say alcohol emboldens the timid, and Song Ping guessed that the man must also be lusting after Liu Yirong's voluptuous body, hence his actions fueled by alcohol.
Liu Yirong was indeed a cultured person. Although there was some displeasure on her dignified face, she remained polite, tidying up the mess on her chest while feigning to block the "kind" hand. The whole process was subtle and courteous, neither causing herself much loss nor embarrassing the other party.
What a clever and sensible woman!
"Alright, you don't need to worry about me. Eat and have fun. I need to go home and change my clothes. No one needs to see me off; I'll just call a car!" Finally, Liu Yirong stood up, still wearing a faint smile, picked up her bag, and walked out of the hotel lobby.
"Dad, this is a resort. The car we called won't arrive for a long time. I think I should see Aunt Liu off. It's getting chilly at night, and I'm afraid she'll catch a cold. Anyway, I don't want to stay here." Song Ping turned his head and said his idea, seeking his father's consent.
Since he had decided to take revenge, how could he let such a good opportunity slip by?
"Go ahead, make sure you get her home safely!" Song Changxiang agreed without hesitation, almost praising his son for being so thoughtful.
Early autumn in the north is like this: even if it's hot during the day, as the sun sets, a chill will constantly creep in from all directions. If you don't wear a jacket, you'll feel cold and the night wind will be biting.
"The suburbs are definitely cooler than the city." Stepping outside, perhaps because his clothes were wet and couldn't keep warm, Song Ping saw Liu Yirong hugging her shoulders, looking quite cold. But he didn't get straight to the point. "It's so boring being with those adults! I can't even join in the conversation, just sitting there like an idiot."
"You child! Why are you so impatient? Can't you just keep your old man company?" Liu Yirong was completely amused by this fair-skinned young man who was only concerned with his own frowning complaints. She tilted her head, her bright eyes behind her glasses looking at him with amusement—the look of an adult looking at a child, even though they were complete strangers. "You're someone's son here, aren't you?"
"How did you know?" He immediately straightened up, feigning extreme surprise, while inwardly cursing, "What a convincing actor! Of course you know whose son I am, didn't my dad tell you all that when he was fucking you?"
As a mistress, the first step is to infiltrate the enemy's ranks and have at least a basic understanding of their family background and children. This way, things won't fall apart in the future battle for the man.
"What kind of lackey dares to openly complain about their boss like that? Aren't you afraid of being fired tomorrow?" She laughed again, speaking matter-of-factly.
"Then give me an excuse to escape this misery!" He laughed too, pleading with her as if he were genuinely asking for her help, not the other way around.
"Okay... alright!" Another gust of cold wind blew, making the woman shiver. Perhaps she was genuinely afraid of the cold, or perhaps she knew she'd have to wait a long time, so a ride would be quicker and more convenient. Liu Yirong hesitated slightly before agreeing.
"Thank you so much. If my husband hadn't taken the kids to Beijing, I would have asked him to pick me up." Once in the car, she became serious.
It turned out he had seen through her little trick.
"Um... Aunt Liu, I noticed you've had quite a bit to drink. I have some hangover drinks here, please have some. It's still a long drive to the city, and I'm worried you might feel unwell. My dad also drinks a little after he drinks." Feeling a little embarrassed at being seen through, Song Ping kept his eyes on the road while taking a bottle of drink from the storage compartment and handing it to her.
"You're so thoughtful!" Perhaps it was because he naturally had a kind face that made people trust him, Liu Yirong simply gave him an appreciative look, opened the drink, and started drinking.
It seemed she was also a straightforward and easygoing person.
"By the way, you haven't asked me whose child I am yet. You trust me that much?" The car was already on the highway, and Song Ping started chatting.
"What's there to be afraid of? You can run away, but you can't hide. If you have any ill intentions towards me, I'll go after your father. Besides, I'm old enough to be your mother, what improper thoughts could you possibly have about your mother?" Liu Yirong raised her snow-white neck and took another sip of her drink.
"You were absolutely right! I not only had inappropriate thoughts about my mom, but I also acted on them, and quite thoroughly at that! Of course, thanks to you, I took my mom's body—all for her sake, to make her happy!" Song Ping raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself.
"What kind of hangover drink is this? It's not working. The alcohol from earlier is still having an aftereffect, it's making me dizzy!" After a few sips, Liu Yirong felt her vision blurring, her once-upright head drooping downwards, and she felt increasingly sleepy. "It'll be half a day before we get there, right? I'll take a nap. Wake me up when we arrive. Oh, and I need to tell you my address." She gave him her address, then leaned against the car window and fell asleep. "
I didn't expect this kind of drug to work so quickly. Foreign products are really good!"
From childhood, Song Ping was remarkably like his mother, almost identical in personality. He was decisive and acted on his thoughts without hesitation, even if the task was difficult or wrong. He would always be fully prepared and never fight an unprepared battle. This stubbornness was evident in his unwavering actions with his mother. He was also genuinely grateful for the bold idea and plan that flashed through his mind during that moment: he would sleep with as many of the sophisticated, mature women around him as possible, and have sex with them! But to make this plan a reality, he needed to prepare in advance, just in case. Therefore, that bottle of drink was his first step.
It wasn't a hangover cure; it was a potent sedative!
He hadn't expected his target to appear so quickly, and to succeed so easily!
Furthermore, he was doing this to avenge his mother. The thought of her being deprived of the joy of sex and unable to be a happy woman for the past year caused him waves of pain.
There was no one around, and the highway was very quiet. Occasionally, one or two cars would whiz by, rushing past. People outside would have no idea what was happening inside the car, let alone what the people inside were doing.
He pulled over to the side of the road.
Turning back, he turned on the small yellow light in the car and began to scrutinize the woman in front of him.
It must be said that a beautiful woman, no matter what she looks like, is captivating and makes one want to look at her more. Liu Yirong was exactly like that now. Song Ping saw that, due to the alcohol, her originally flawless face was flushed with a deep pink blush. Her delicate skin was as tender and radiant as a peach. She was leaning against the car window, her upper body slightly curled up, her full figure rising and falling with her soft, even breathing. But what was most striking, and what stirred the blood most, was her high breasts.
Those breasts were huge!
Song Ping's parents were both highly educated intellectuals, so they had a strict upbringing. He himself was a recent college graduate, and his speech was always polite and refined; you'd never hear him use profanity. From childhood, he was a model student, with impeccable manners. However, that didn't mean he was incapable of speaking or hearing such things. He'd heard his godmother utter lewd words like "tits," "cunt," and "fuck me!" while he was pinning her down. He'd also heard his mother, during her multiple orgasms, utter such subversive words as "big cock, I want my son's hard cock!" Therefore, he believed that people saying such things during sex wasn't sordid; it was understandable because it was human nature.
Moreover, using those filthy words on the woman before him gave him a vengeful pleasure of trampling on her, a pleasure that transcended her status as his teacher!
"Beautiful and noble female teacher, let me see your breasts now!" Song Ping muttered to himself, then reached out and touched the still unresponsive woman's breasts. He admitted that he now looked like one of those disgusting, lewd middle-aged men in Japanese porn, with a sly grin on his face. This was completely at odds with his image as a sunny young man, but that was exactly the effect he wanted. He even imagined that after he finished with her, he would find a ragged beggar, then straddle her snow-white, translucent body, his dirty hand touching her large, white breasts, thrusting violently into her! That would definitely be more exciting than watching porn, even more exciting than raping her himself!
His palm was already covering a soft, yielding object. Although there was a layer of clothing in the way, he immediately felt the softness of the woman's body and the comfort of touching her high, firm breasts. Song Ping put his five fingers together and began to slowly knead them, gradually searching for a breakthrough. Fortunately, her clothes were buttoned up, leaving a large gap in the middle. As he touched her, his hand easily slipped inside the clothes. Instantly, the woman's smooth skin made him feel incredibly comfortable!
If they weren't in a car, with its cramped space, he really wanted to immediately pull out his penis, quickly take off the woman's clothes, roughly tear off her bra, and then let her breasts clamp his hard penis between them, making her give him a blowjob!
Such big breasts, it would be a shame not to enjoy them properly with his genitals before penetrating her body, not to ejaculate streams of hot semen into that deep cleavage!
Song Ping's hand lingered on the woman's clothes, easily slipping inside her bra. He wasn't disappointed; the breasts in his hand were soft and smooth, and his palm couldn't cover them—they were incredibly sensual!
As he touched her, he felt his breathing quicken, as if something was about to burst forth from his body. He knew his lust had been ignited; he wanted to fuck her!
But just as Song Ping hesitated between "taking her home first and then raping her in her bed" and "having a quickie in the car," his phone suddenly rang. Damn
it!
Perhaps because it was his first time doing this, he felt guilty and startled by the sudden ringtone. His previously heightened lust instantly diminished, and his hand, which had been stroking her, unconsciously stopped.
In the past, he could have ignored it, because he was carefree and no one could control him. But now, someone was ordering him to keep his phone on 24/7, always ready to go to the front lines, responding to calls without fail. This person wasn't the Emperor himself, but it was definitely his father!
Sigh! The saying "a monk rings the bell for a day's work" was truly apt; he was now completely powerless. Adhering to
the principle of "if you're working for someone, you have to stand guard for a day," he took out his phone with his other hand and immediately felt a wave of annoyance—the kind of annoyance that even a cooked duck can say goodbye to! The
caller was his boss, his father, whom he had no choice but to obey!
"You haven't gone far, have you? Come back and pick me up!" It was the typical boss's style, leaving no room for refusal.
Reluctantly withdrawing his hand from her breasts, Song Ping straightened Liu Yirong's disheveled clothes, forcibly suppressed his lust, started the car, and drove back the way he came.
Have you ever felt this way? When you know something isn't yours, or you've missed your chance, but in the blink of an eye, it strides confidently towards you, boldly throwing itself into your arms—what an ecstatic feeling that is!
Right now, completely naked, with his large penis standing tall, Song Ping felt that ecstasy. It was the absolute satisfaction of winning five million and soaring to the clouds—the former material, the latter spiritual.
However, under these circumstances, you absolutely must be mentally prepared, otherwise, you'll be completely overwhelmed.
Clearly, Song Ping was still a bit dazed. He stared blankly at the man and woman on the bed. The woman was completely naked, still unconscious. She was incredibly white; except for her pale pink areolas and nipples, her entire body was snow-white, seemingly radiating a delicate and dazzling light.
Between her legs was a thick, dark forest of pubic hair. Liu Yirong's pubic hair was truly abundant, long and dense, completely covering the woman's vaginal opening, like a natural barrier. One could imagine that if a novice were to have sex with her for the first time, he might not be able to find her vaginal opening at all!
And at this moment, the middle-aged man, shirtless and completely in a sexual position, was straddling the woman, a nipple in his mouth, his other hand frantically grabbing and kneading her breasts—it was his father!
He never imagined that his father would be so magnanimous, allowing him to watch him and his mistress make love in the entire process, without any reservations!
Just moments ago, after the father and son had dragged the woman back to her bedroom, Song Ping was still filled with regret, thinking that he had completely lost his chance with this woman today and had even wasted a bottle of high-grade sleeping pills. Then he saw his father suddenly get into bed, his entire body pressing against Liu Yirong's, leaning over and passionately kissing her, from her face to her lips, and then to her neck. At the same time, Song Changxiang's large hands were busy, haphazardly groping her motionless, voluptuous body, urgently removing her clothes. Soon, her blue dress, pants, flesh-colored bra, and pink panties were removed from Liu Yirong's body without warning.
A middle-aged woman's naked body was now laid bare before the father and son!
Parents are parents because they inspire deep respect and even fear in their children. They are always composed and exemplary in their words and deeds, setting a good example for their children. Parents teach us how to conduct ourselves in society and how to treat others. They always hold us to the highest standards, expecting us to be good people.
Even though his father is usually a playful old man, joking and carefree, Song Ping still felt uncomfortable and disgusted seeing his father having sex with another woman in front of him. He was, after all, his son. Even a son would feel embarrassed to see his parents making love, especially when his two dearest people are naked in bed. And this naked woman was someone he had just met.
This shows that our Song Ping is still a decent and conservative person. Although he had a few wicked thoughts, his fundamentally good nature remained unchanged.
What he still didn't understand was that his father had been touching Liu Yirong's body for most of the day, and her two big breasts had been ravaged and turned pink and tempting. Yet his father still hadn't taken off his underwear, shown his penis, and taken the final step with this woman, going into her vagina and making love to her.
On the contrary, although he felt immense repulsion, the intense physical stimulation was unbearable. He couldn't bear to let this erotic scene slip away. After watching his father turn a woman into a naked lamb, his penis, already restless in his underwear, stood erect, eager to greet the outside world. So he quickly stripped naked, standing by the bed with his large, hard penis, watching his father, still wearing only underwear, playing with a woman!
What a lewd and unrealistic scene! But it was indeed happening before his eyes.
"Son…come on, Dad will make you a real man today!" Finally, Song Changxiang climbed off his old classmate's naked body. He didn't turn around, but spoke softly to his son behind him. Perhaps he felt ashamed too?
Little did he know that his beloved son had already taken his place a few days earlier, his beloved wife having completed this great mission, transforming their eldest son into a man!
Although Song Ping didn't understand why his father hadn't mounted her at this point, inserted his penis, and had a good time with this noble woman, but instead had quietly gotten off without even taking off his underwear, he couldn't care less. His body wouldn't allow it. Looking at that snow-white, fragrant naked body and those two large, full breasts right in front of him, so close, Song Ping's hand was already on his thick, hard penis, and he began to unconsciously masturbate. If it weren't for his long-term bedroom games with his godmother, and the fact that he had truly had a wild night with his mother a few days ago, which had cultivated his good self-control, then his semen would have already shot onto this completely unfamiliar bed!
Song Ping's mind was frozen, but his body was exceptionally agile. He immediately pressed his entire body against the woman's naked body. Instantly, a warm, soft sensation spread from every inch of his skin, from the roots of his hair to the tip of his penis, feeling incredibly comfortable.
He was terrified his father would change his mind, after all, this was happening in front of his father, with someone his mother's age, someone his elder. So, with one hand, he grabbed and kneaded Liu Yirong's large breasts, while the other hand quickly reached between his legs, grasping his already erect penis. He guided the glans to the woman's vagina, and after a flurry of thrusts, finally stopped at her plump labia. Then, he took a deep breath and thrust his hips forward. There was a soft "whoosh" sound—the most direct friction between skin and flesh, the most direct fusion of the sexual organs of two people, a man and a woman!
He went in! His penis was completely swallowed by a warm and tight vaginal opening!
He was taken aback when he inserted his penis into the woman's vagina. He had heard that only women who had frequent intercourse would gradually loosen their vaginas. It goes without saying that the more a penis goes in and out, the wider it becomes. But a woman who has only had one man in her life will have a very tight vagina. The man's penis will immediately and tightly envelop it, giving the man immense pleasure. This is why men prefer to have sex with young girls and virgins. His mother's vagina was like that before. Even after several orgasms, when she ejaculated a large amount of semen, her vagina still tightly gripped his penis. Now, to Song Ping's delight, the woman beneath him had the same vagina, providing the same comfortable feeling—tight and soft! Not loose at all.
Could it be… that he had misunderstood her? Was she actually a good woman, and hadn't had an affair with his father? But why did his father disregard his presence and engage in such a sexual act with her?
A series of complex issues left Song Ping, who was having sex with this woman, with no time to think. He decided to put them all aside for now and just ejaculate inside her to enjoy himself first!
So, he reached behind Liu Yirong, pressing her entire body tightly against his, embracing her, his chest completely focused on the softness of her two warm, smooth breasts. While enjoying this, he began to thrust, his hard penis penetrating deep into her vagina. Her vagina felt wonderful, surrounded by soft, tender flesh. Each thrust was a gentle, stimulating friction, greatly arousing the sensitive nerves on his glans, like a massage.
Although Liu Yirong's vagina was tight and slippery, and having his penis inside was a treat for his genitals, after dozens of rounds, Song Ping realized it wasn't quite as satisfying as the night he made love with his mother. There was no interaction; he was just thrusting his hips vigorously, and the woman beneath him didn't cry out. The only slightly pleasurable sensation was the soft friction from her swaying breasts against his chest.
Whether it was the woman constantly thrusting her hips to meet the man during sex, or her loud cries as she approached orgasm, both provided a great spiritual enjoyment for the man. Clearly, neither of these satisfied Song Ping, who was diligently working on the woman. A few minutes later, he buried his large penis deep into Liu Yirong's uterus, then let it throb a few times inside her before ejaculating!
The post-ejaculation bliss left Song Ping sprawled on the woman's naked body, panting heavily. His lips slowly moved to Liu Yirong's breasts, taking her still-pink nipples into his mouth, sucking on them – a habit he had after ejaculation. Lin Bingmeng, whom he used to pin beneath him, would often stroke his head, laughing and saying he looked like a child when he sucked on her nipples.
Slowly, he felt his penis slip out of the woman's wet vagina, completely limp.
Having finished with the woman, he suddenly remembered there was someone else in the bedroom! His limp penis, still sticky with white fluid, sat up quickly, frantically grabbing the blanket to cover himself. Wasn't he redundant now that everything was done? Why was he still pretending?
"Dad…" he called out softly, his voice lacking any conviction. Song
Changxiang said nothing. He simply turned over and got back into bed, taking something to gently wipe his old classmate's sticky vaginal opening, smoothing her messy pubic hair. After wiping, he lay back down next to Liu Yirong, reaching out to pull her naked body into his arms. His hand began to caress her breasts, slowly kneading them.
A long silence followed.
"Old classmate, now that the end of the world is over, I can finally sleep with you, letting you lie naked next to me. Even if... I can't have you now, I've let my son enter your body. This life is worth it!" Song Changxiang finally spoke, whispering in Liu Yirong's ear, his voice filled with unprecedented satisfaction. Then he looked up at his son, "You lie down too, you can touch her as you like."
Hearing his father say this, Song Ping obediently lay back down on the bed. Now, the three people on that big bed truly looked like a family of three, the happy woman nestled together with her husband and son, the whole family enjoying the bliss of family life.
However, the woman's vagina now contained the semen of a strange young man, proving that she had just experienced everything and had unknowingly had sex with a man!
Next, as the father and son each touched one of the woman's large breasts and enjoyed her soft and full body, Song Ping finally learned the reason from his father, why he had done it.
It turns out that from his student days to now, Song Changxiang has never let go of someone in his heart. It wasn't because of love or hate, but rather a mixture of admiration and resentment. Because he was not good-looking as a child and was shorter than most girls, he was often teased at school as "Little Potato" and bullied. Once, he was pushed into a stinking ditch by a group of bullies. Covered in stench, he watched them laugh and walk away, feeling frustrated that he had no way to fight back. Just then, Liu Yirong, dressed in a white dress, appeared beside him. She took out a clean handkerchief to wipe his mouth and hands, hardly minding that he was dirty. Even when a few drops of dirty water stained her dress, she just smiled and said it was okay, he could wash it off when he got home. At that moment, in his eyes, the girl in the white dress and her flawless smile were so beautiful and pure, like an angel.
To make a long story short, three years of junior high school passed just like that. During those three years, Song Changxiang's height didn't improve much, but his academic achievements remained among the best. His personality also underwent a significant transformation; he became cheerful and brave, making many friends. No one knew why he seemed to have changed so suddenly, until one day, the reason became clear: he felt that his intelligence and immense charisma gave him enough courage to confess his feelings to the girl he had always admired!
However, the girl, who had always been so friendly, was stunned upon hearing his heartfelt words. She then gave him a look of utter disgust, as if she had encountered a toad. Her usual smile vanished, replaced by a contemptuous and condescending tone as she said, "You mistake my concern for love? Let me tell you, I'm only nice to you out of pity! You'll only sleep with me if it's the end of the world! I might even consider sacrificing myself to save humanity!"
Such resolute words, utterly merciless!
However, it was precisely this one sentence that spurred the emotionally wounded Song Changxiang to work even harder. From a poor boy studying day and night, he passed the civil service exam right after graduating from university, securing a stable and worry-free job. He then climbed the ranks step by step, eventually becoming the vice mayor, marrying a beautiful and equally renowned lawyer, and enjoying a harmonious and happy family life.
Meanwhile, the once proud and aloof Bai Tian'e, after graduating from junior high, became an ordinary teacher, married an ordinary man, but had an extraordinary child who would bind her for life.
That disparaging remark was the driving force behind his lifelong progress, a knot in his heart that he could never untie, filled with resentment and indignation. So, seeing her drunk and unconscious just now, he seemed to rediscover the passion and impulsiveness of his youth. And to atone for a lifelong regret, after much deliberation, he decided to strip her naked and see her truly naked! To let his son have his way with her!
He knew they were both middle-aged, with careers and families. Even if they knew he had been drugged and raped, they would most likely not make a fuss, wouldn't disregard their reputation, and wouldn't care about the gossip and pointing fingers.
"Dad..." His hand was still caressing the woman's smooth breasts, making her right breast change shape in various ways. Unconsciously, the young and sexually vigorous Song Ping felt a surge of heat in his lower body again. He knew he wanted to do it again. Just now it was a momentary impulse, so he didn't care. But now, reason stood in front of the father and son, and he was too embarrassed to say it. Also, there was a question he was too embarrassed to ask his father: since he had suppressed this desire for half his life, why didn't he take advantage of the situation and be the first to sleep with her? Why did he have to let his son fulfill his wish for him?
He didn't understand!
No one knows a son better than his father. Song Changxiang had almost expected his son to ask this question, but he was too ashamed to ask it. However, he didn't answer his son. He simply removed his hand from the woman's other breast, moved to his waist, and pulled down his pants.
Song Ping's eyes widened instantly, staring blankly at his father's genitals, seemingly unresponsive for a long time!
He saw that his father's masculinity was like a lifeless snake; no matter how great the temptations from the outside world, his father's limp penis remained unresponsive, hanging limply like a dead man.
"Dad... what's wrong? How could this happen?" Even though he had just ejaculated, and his penis was now erect again, after so long, touching a woman's naked body, touching such large, sexy breasts, even a celibate monk would have a physiological reaction—it was an uncontrollable behavior. Just like himself, he knew that having an erection in front of his father was a shameful act, but he still couldn't control himself. This could only mean that
his father was sick, and seriously so!
In an instant, all the questions seemed to be answered. It turned out that his father hadn't wronged his mother at all. The reason he hadn't loved or satisfied her for a year, hadn't touched her, wasn't because he didn't want to have sex with her, but because he was simply unable to perform! And why did he insist on doing all that himself, while his son did it all for him?
"Son! Now... now Dad has lost his manhood. Dad's completely lost his... you know, last year, when Dad was on a business trip in Yunnan for several months? Actually, sigh! Let's not talk about it!" Song Changxiang closed his eyes in pain, stating his son's suspicions, which were completely confirmed.
"Dad, doesn't Mom know anything about this?" Song Ping reached out, wanting to touch his father's face, which seemed to have aged instantly from worry, to comfort him, but he held back. He knew that when a man is in this situation, he shouldn't be pitied or sympathized with, but rather ignored, treated as if everything was normal, and still treated as a normal man.
He could hardly believe that his mother, who shared a bed with him every day, hadn't noticed anything about her husband's change—that he couldn't get an erection at all!
"This is also what I feel most sorry for your mother about, and it's my selfishness. I couldn't bear to part with her, so I kept it from her. I was afraid that if she knew she had no hope with her husband, your mother... your mother wouldn't be able to bear the torment. After all, it's a physical desire, and not many people can control it. I love my woman! So I don't want anyone to possess her, and I don't want to lose her or divorce her. And your mother, she's truly a good woman. Every time we do... when we do that, I'm the one who completely arouses her before she touches me! Otherwise, she's usually passive, so I'm absolutely certain I can keep her sleeping next to me every day. I'm so sorry for your mother! But I truly love her!" Song Ping saw two lines of tears slowly flowing from his father's closed eyes. They must have been his deep remorse and reluctance to part with his wife!
So, his parents loved each other so much! One had kept his illness a secret because he loved her, and the other, equally loving his partner, was willing to suffer every night! Neither of them had wronged the other; it was simply because they loved each other so much!
"Son, just now, watching you do that with that woman, I felt really good! The doctor said my illness isn't at its end, it seems there's still a chance to cure it. But you know my current position, and I'm afraid your mother will find out, so I haven't made any moves. Besides, I really can't bear to see your mother unable to be a happy woman, so... when your mother comes home this time, will you, like just now, love her properly in my place? I know this isn't something a human would say, but you're our child, we're family. If you do it with your mother, it'll be like I'm loving her, do you understand?" Deputy Mayor Song's hand began to caress Liu Yirong's large breasts again. He spoke rationally, each word clear.
Song Ping's whole body trembled violently. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the composed and steady man before him. His father actually... actually wanted him to have sex with his mother! But the next second, he relaxed. Like father, like son, their thoughts were exactly the same. We're family!
"Okay! Dad, I promise you, I'll make Mom happy and our family happy!" He nodded emphatically, his words carrying a hint of acting first and asking for permission later. The real reason behind this was probably only known to him, and of course, to the other party involved—his mother!
In a state of excitement and relief at having let go of the burden of feeling guilty towards his father, Song Ping rolled over and thrust his penis into Liu Yirong's vagina again. This time, making love with her was purely to release his uncontrollable lust, nothing more. "
Dad, don't worry, I'll not only make Mom happy, but I'll also make you, my old classmate whom I once looked down upon, willingly make love to me! I'll make her willingly degenerate, becoming wanton and horny in bed! To vent your anger," Song Ping thought, watching the woman's breasts tremble, as he thrust his penis even harder, making a promise to his most beloved and respected father!

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