Me and my rural mother-in-law

My mother-in-law is 60 years old this year. She has two daughters and a son. Her eldest daughter married far away in Hubei and rarely comes home, only once a year. Her second daughter, my wife, and her brother-in-law work in Japan, so only my wife lives with her. My father-in-law is a restless person; he always goes out to work after the harvest season. My wife and I always try to stop him, but he insists on going. So, my mother-in-law is usually alone at home.

Let me tell you about my mother-in-law: a hardworking, beautiful, and conservative old lady from the countryside. She was incredibly beautiful when she was young, a real beauty. Once, in casual conversation, she mentioned that many men had introduced her to potential partners when she was younger, but she didn't like any of them

. However, she fell for my father-in-law, jokingly saying that he was the most unambitious of all the men she had ever dated. I've also seen photos of her when she was young; she was indeed very beautiful.

To be honest, I fell for my mother-in-law the first time I visited my wife's family. It was summer when I first saw her; she was wearing a black t-shirt and black capri pants. Her breasts weren't sagging, and I later noticed she was wearing a black bra. Her buttocks were so sexy, round and perky. My mother-in-law was slender, about 1.6 meters tall, with dark skin from years of working in the fields, and not an ounce of extra fat on her body—very sexy.

When I first visited my wife's family, I didn't dare to peek at her, only managing a few glances.

Later, after we got married, I dared to look at her more often, but she always wore a bra, so I could only see her cleavage. I then noticed her breasts were very white, but I could never see her nipples.

The summer after our second year of marriage, my wife and I went to her house. She had just showered and wasn't wearing a bra, only a t-shirt. She was cooking lunch, and I deliberately went to help. As she bent over to cook, I finally saw her breasts completely. They weren't large, but very white. Because she always wore a bra, they weren't very saggy, or maybe my father-in-law's massages were good, haha.

Her breasts were slightly splayed to the sides. Just as I was admiring them, she noticed me staring. She immediately moved aside and glanced at me. My face instantly turned bright red. A little while later, she went to the inner room, and when she came out, I noticed she was wearing a bra.

That was the first time I'd seen her entire breasts. I was incredibly excited, even more excited than when I touched my own wife's breasts. That night, I had sex with my wife hard, but all I could think about was her.

Not long after, my wife became pregnant. My mother-in-law was very excited and wanted to stay at our house for a few days.

During her stay at my house, she always dressed neatly, wearing a bra, and deliberately avoided me. At night, she slept in the same room as my wife, only taking off her clothes after the lights were off, leaving me no chance.

On the second night at my house, I heard my wife's door open in the middle of the night. I guessed someone was going to the toilet.

In the countryside, the toilet is in the yard. I slept in the house on the west side of the yard, and to go to the toilet, I had to pass in front of my room. I quietly got up and hid by the window. Sure enough, it was my mother-in-law. Although it was dark, I still saw her. She was wearing an outer garment and only underwear, tiptoeing past my window, and even glancing into my room, as if afraid of waking me. In the blur, I noticed her buttocks were really white and beautiful, her underwear was bulging, indicating a lot of pubic hair, and her breasts, though wearing a bra, were very sexy. That night, I masturbated twice, fantasizing only about her beautiful body.

A few days later, the corn and peanut harvesting began in the countryside. My father-in-law was too busy working in the fields to take time off, and my wife was pregnant and couldn't work, so she had to stay at the shop. I was the only one who could work. Although I told my wife I didn't want to go, I was actually quite happy to do so.

On my first day working with her, I worked like a madman. To make a good impression on her, she still wore that black bra and had a towel around her neck. I had no chance at all. My home was far from my wife's, so to finish work as soon as possible, I didn't go home that night but stayed at her house, in my brother-in-law's room. After dinner, she told me to take a shower. I asked where, and she said to go to the east room. Her house was old; there was no public bathhouse, and the toilet was inside the pigsty. I had no choice but to go to the east room. There was a large wooden basin and water tank inside. While showering, I suddenly noticed a small window high up on the left wall of the east room, without curtains, and a large window facing the yard, but with curtains. I thought my chance had come. I quickly washed myself and immediately went to find a ladder to climb down. I looked out the window and saw that it overlooked a pigsty, which was now used as a toilet instead of for raising pigs. I quietly moved the ladder into the pigsty. Luckily, the ladder wasn't too high or heavy. I waited for my mother-in-law to take a shower. Finally, I saw her go in with a change of clothes and carefully draw the curtains of the large window. I quietly entered the pigsty. Although there was a terrible stench inside, I endured it to see her. I adjusted the ladder and slowly climbed up, holding my breath. She was taking off her clothes, first her undershirt, then slowly her bra, revealing her two small breasts. She was right in front of the window where I was, so I could see them very clearly. Her breasts weren't big, but they were very white, slightly drooping to the sides. Her nipples were very dark, indicating that my father-in-law had suckled them quite a bit. Her areolas weren't large either.

She slowly started taking off her pants again. Underneath, I saw a pair of faded blue underwear. She slowly pulled them off, revealing her vulva. My mind went blank; I almost fell over. My mother-in-law has a lot of pubic hair, and my wife probably inherited that from her. Her pubic hair wasn't very dark, and I couldn't see her labia clearly, but I was satisfied. She washed her hair first, then slowly washed her upper body, starting with her breasts. I really had the urge to go in and fuck her, but reason prevailed. She then started washing her genitals, rinsing her pubic hair, then lathering it with soap. She then washed her legs; they were very thin and white, without any excess fat, except for a little bit on her stomach. When she finished washing and started drying herself, I reluctantly climbed down the ladder, slowly moved it outside, and quietly went inside.

That night I ejaculated three times, my mind filled with thoughts of her beautiful, alluring body. The next day, I had no energy to work. She asked me what was wrong, if I wasn't feeling well, and told me to go home if I wasn't. I said I was fine, I could manage.

The following night, I secretly watched her shower again, just like the first time. Although my father-in-law is rarely home, I didn't see any masturbation as described in other novels. Maybe he's getting older and his libido isn't as strong anymore. Later, my wife told me that every time my father-in-law came home for the first night, she would hear the bed creaking, probably during sex, hehe.

On the third night, I was still secretly watching her shower. My penis was so hard it was painful, so I started masturbating while watching. Maybe the ladder wasn't stable, because it tipped over while I was masturbating, and I fell off. Luckily, the ladder wasn't high, so I wasn't hit, but I knew I was doomed; my mother-in-law would definitely find out. I quickly put my penis back in my pants. Then my mother-in-law rushed in, her hair still wet, her clothes disheveled. She asked me what happened, what I'd fallen on. I had no answer; my mind went blank. I thought, "This is it. What if my wife finds out? What if my father-in-law finds out?" She went back into the room and got another... A flashlight came over, shone it on me, and asked what was going on. "What were you doing with the ladder?" she asked. Then, suddenly remembering something, she stormed back into the house. I thought, "This is it, I'm done for. She's definitely called my wife." I could only silently return to my room and sit there, stunned and at a loss. A little while later, my mother-in-law came in and said, "How could you do something like this? What will people think of me if they see this?" She went on and on, but I didn't hear a word; my mind was completely blank. Finally, she told me to pretend nothing happened that night, that I wouldn't tell anyone, and that I could go home the next day and not do any chores.

The next morning, I got up early and mustered up the courage to go find her and apologize. I asked her to help me finish the chores, but she insisted I go home. I had no choice but to go home. When I got home, my wife had finished so quickly. I said, "Okay." I tentatively asked her again, and she confirmed that she hadn't told my wife. A weight was finally lifted from my heart.

A few days later, the busy farming season ended, and my mother-in-law also fell ill. She was probably exhausted from doing all the work. My wife asked me to drive her to the hospital. I was scared, wondering how I would face her. When I arrived at her house, she was lying in bed, looking sickly and listless. I said, "Mom, let me take you to the hospital." She insisted on not going, but finally agreed. She had no strength to get up, and she wouldn't let me help her. Later, when she couldn't get up at all, she finally let me help her. I supported her under her armpits and slowly helped her up. My hand accidentally touched her breast; she wasn't wearing a bra this time. She glanced at me but didn't say anything. I slowly helped her up and put on her shoes. I asked, "Mom, do you have any clean clothes? Let me take some." She pointed to a closet and said, "They're in that closet. Find them yourself." I opened the closet and took out two pieces of clothing and a pair of faded underwear. I found several bras of various styles in the closet. My wife later told me they were all bras that she and my sister-in-law no longer wore. I held her with one hand and carried her clothes with the other, slowly walking out. I intentionally moved my fingers towards her breasts, deliberately touching them a few times. She didn't say anything. Touching her breasts felt so soft and comfortable. Later, I went to the store to pick up my wife and then went to the hospital. The store had to close. After the hospital check-up, they said she needed to be hospitalized for half a month. So my wife and I had to take turns taking care of her. My wife is three months pregnant, and I can't let her stay up all night. I can only go to the store during the day and take care of her at night. Although my mother-in-law doesn't want me to take care of her, there's no other way. Her eldest daughter and son aren't home, and my father-in-law can't take time off. My wife's aunts and uncles all live in the countryside and need to work, so they can't be there to take care of her every day. It's just my wife and me. My wife takes care of her during the day, and I take care of her at night.

When we checked her in, the regular wards were full, so we had to go for the more expensive ones. There was no other way but to pay the extra cost. The first night I went to keep her company, she seemed a little embarrassed. The person in the next room was a wealthy person, not seriously ill, also hospitalized. Near bedtime, I said, "Mom, let me wash your face and feet." Because she was very weak, she couldn't do it herself and said no. I said, "Washing you will make you feel better," and she agreed. I first washed a towel and wiped her face, hands, and neck, then washed her feet. The old lady next door asked, "Mother-in-law, is this your son?" I said no, he's my son-in-law. Her husband isn't home; she relies on him for support. The old lady said some more nice things, and it seemed... My mother-in-law was very happy to come. When it was time to sleep, I could only sit in a chair and lie face down on the bed. In the middle of the night, I heard her moving. I asked her what she wanted, and she said she needed to go to the toilet. I said I'd go with her, but she didn't want to. However, the hospital in our small town wasn't very good; there was no toilet in the ward, so we had to go outside. I said I'd help her, and she agreed. Then I helped her slowly to the toilet, intentionally or unintentionally touching her breasts along the way. When we got to the women's restroom, I stayed outside while she went in. She didn't come out for a while, so I asked her what was wrong. She said she couldn't stand up. I said I'd go in and help her, but she said no, and told me to go find a nurse. I went to the nurses' station, but there wasn't a soul in sight. I had no choice but to... I went back and told her no one was there. I said I'd go in and help her up, otherwise she'd sit on the floor again. She said okay. I went in and pretended to turn my head to one side, but my eyes were still on her genitals. I helped her stand up, and she was pulling up her pants. I saw that her pubic hair was dark and had water droplets on it, obviously she hadn't wiped it. At that moment, I had an urge to fuck her in the toilet. On the third night, when I went back, I saw that the old lady next door wasn't there. I asked her, and she said the old lady lived in the county town, which was close by, and her illness wasn't serious, so she went home to sleep. When it was time for bed, I said, "Mom, let me wipe you down. Even though it's autumn, it's still very hot." She said no need. I said, "Go ahead and wipe me down, you're all sweaty, and the hospital's broken air conditioner isn't working well." Then I went to get water and wash the towel. I wiped her face and hands first, and then said, "Let me wipe your back." She insisted on wiping it, but I said, "Go ahead and wipe it, it's uncomfortable when you're sweating." So she lay down on the bed, and I lifted up her clothes. I tried to lift them up as high as I could, but she grabbed them and wouldn't let me move. So I just wiped her like that. I intentionally rubbed the towel on her breasts and touched them with my hands. After wiping her back, I said, "Let me wipe your stomach." She wouldn't let me. I said, "Mom, I've already checked your body, it's okay." Her face turned red, and she turned over and pulled her clothes down to her stomach, covering her breasts. I slowly wiped her stomach with the towel and then slowly moved the towel towards her breasts. She grabbed me and wouldn't let me, so I couldn't wipe them properly. Then I slowly wiped her legs.

On the fourth night, the old lady in the next bed was still not there. I wiped her body again, and finally started wiping her breasts. She didn't pull her clothes down, so I hesitated for a moment, then slowly put the towel inside. My hands wandered between her breasts, wiping for a long time. She said, "Is it done? It's clean." I blushed and took my hands out. I said, "Mom, let me wipe her bottom." She said no. I said, "The old lady had a man with her during the day, so she couldn't be wiped. Let me wipe her now; it'll smell bad if I don't." She acquiesced. I thought my chance had come. I slowly... I slowly took off her pants, but when I tried to take off her underwear, she wouldn't let me. I said, "It's okay, Mom. I'm like your own son, what's wrong with that?" She said to me, "I'm so old, what do you like? You've been peeking at my breasts, watching me shower, and touching my breasts." My mind went blank, and I couldn't answer. She then said, "I treat you like my own son, and there can't be anything inappropriate between us. If you want to look at my breasts, go ahead; if you want to touch them, go ahead. Just think of it as a son touching his mother's breasts, but there can't be anything more." Something outrageous happened. I was suddenly shocked. She actually agreed to let me touch her breasts. I said okay, and then I said, "Let me wipe your butt first." She said okay. I slowly pulled down her panties. I went to lock the door. She asked me why I locked the door. I said I was afraid someone would come in and see. She didn't say anything. I slowly pulled down her panties. My heart was trembling. The pussy I wanted to fuck every day was right in front of me. Dark pubic hair, dark labia. I looked at her. Her eyes were closed, her face was red. I picked up the towel and slowly wiped her, deliberately rubbing towards her vaginal opening. *Smack* My little brother was incredibly hard at that moment, and I really wanted to fuck her right now, but I controlled myself. It wasn't the right time yet. I wiped her while watching her reaction. She had her eyes closed, and I could tell she was enjoying it as I wiped her labia. Her body was trembling. I wiped slowly, and suddenly I saw liquid flowing out of her vagina. She was wet. I was so excited that I slowly touched her with my fingers. Suddenly, she moved her body and glared at me, saying, "Okay, I'm not wiping anymore." I had no choice but to stop, dress her, and go to the bathroom to masturbate hard.

When I got back, she was still awake and asked where I'd been. I said I'd gone to the bathroom. She looked at my still-erect penis and seemed to understand something. She told me to go to sleep. I lay down on the bed, even though the other patient wasn't there. I didn't want to sleep in that bed; I wanted to be closer to her. After turning off the light, I slowly moved my hand towards her and placed it on her breast. At first, she held my hand and wouldn't let me move. I struggled a few times, and she gave in. I slowly touched her breast through her clothes, pinching her nipples. Later, I put my hand inside her clothes, my hand moving back and forth between her breasts.

Her breathing grew heavier and heavier. I tentatively reached for her thigh with my other hand, but she immediately moved her leg away. I placed it there again, and this time she didn't move it. I moved my hand towards her genitals, and she immediately tried to stop me, but I continued to touch her. My other hand kneaded her breasts more quickly. Her breathing became louder and louder. I slipped my other hand directly into her pants. She was visibly trembling. As soon as my hand touched her genitals, I felt a wetness; she was wet again. I slowly inserted my fingers into her vagina. Suddenly, she sat up and said this wouldn't work. I said, "Mom, I really love you, I really want you." She said, "Is it because Xiao Ma (my wife) is pregnant that you're going crazy?" I said, "Mom, I really love you..." I love you. Besides, I've been holding back for three months. How can you bear to let me go to a prostitute or another woman? Is that good for Xiao Ma? She said it's no way, what we're doing is against morality. So I said okay, Mom, I'll go to a prostitute to release my pent-up energy. If I catch some disease and infect Xiao Ma, don't blame me. I heard her crying. She said, "I'll let you see my body and touch my breasts, but we can't do anything else." I said okay, Mom, you go to sleep first. I'm going to go to a prostitute. I really can't hold back anymore. I slowly turned and walked away. She said to me, "Come back, Xiao He, just this once, there can't be a second time." I was stunned. She actually agreed. I couldn't wait to go over and take off all her clothes. I took off my clothes and slowly lay on top of her, not daring to press all over her since she was still a little weak. I slowly kissed her breasts, it felt so good, then sucked on her nipples, and slowly kissed her lips again. She told me to hurry up, so no one could see. I guided my penis to her vaginal opening and rubbed it. Her vagina was getting increasingly wet. She told me to find some paper to put under us, and I quickly found some and placed it under our buttocks. Then I slowly inserted my penis into her vagina. It was very wet, and her vagina was very loose, so it went in smoothly. I clearly heard her moan when I entered, even though she tried to control herself. I slowly thrust in and out, feeling her body... My penis isn't very long, only 15 centimeters, but it's quite thick. I think it felt good to fuck her. I thrust rhythmically, trying to go all the way in with each stroke, much more attentively than when I fuck my wife. After about 10 minutes, she told me to hurry up so no one would find out. I sped up my thrusting, and her breathing became faster and faster. I squeezed her breasts hard with both hands. Finally, she said she was tired. I said, "Okay, Mom's waiting." I thrust even faster, and with the last thrust, I used 200% of my strength. She clearly couldn't control herself and let out a cry. Then I ejaculated all my semen into her vagina. I slowly wiped her genitals with paper, cleaned the sheets, and then said, "Let's go to sleep."

That night, I slept with my hand on her breasts, and she didn't object. In the following nights, she only let me touch her breasts and vagina, and wouldn't let me have sex with her anymore. Later, after I was discharged from the hospital, my wife asked her to stay at my house for a few days, but she didn't go, probably afraid I'd want her again. A week later, one afternoon, I came home from the shop, and my wife asked me to bring her some things—steamed buns and boiled chicken that my wife had made. I went happily, and when I arrived, she said, "You're here." My wife had called her beforehand. I said, "Eat quickly while it's still hot," but she said, "No rush, you should go home quickly, it's getting dark." Suddenly, I went up to her, hugged her, and touched her breasts with both hands, saying, "Mom, I want..." "You," she said, "let go quickly so the neighbors don't see." I said, "No, I parked the car far away when I came, so no one saw me." She said, "No, we agreed on just once." I said, "Mom, I really love you. I love you more than I love your daughter." She said, "No, it's against morality and I'd be letting Xiao Ma down." I said, "We've already done it once, can't we do it more times?" She still said no. I said, "Okay then, I'll divorce your daughter and then come back to you, okay?" She was crying again and didn't answer. I quickly locked the door, called my wife, and said the car broke down on the road and I'd be waiting for someone to fix it, so I'd be home late. Then I went back inside, and she was sitting there in a daze. I carried her to the inner room, to the bed where she and my father-in-law often made love. I quickly took off my clothes and then hers, kissing her face passionately, my hands roaming between her breasts and her vagina. When my fingers entered her vagina, I heard a moan; she no longer resisted, at least she accepted me. I worked hard on foreplay, trying to get her aroused and satisfied as quickly as possible. When my penis entered her vagina, she cried out even louder, her body beginning to respond to me. It seemed that my father-in-law was often away from home, and she was lonely, wanting someone else to have sex with her. I thrust in and out vigorously, and she responded to me, moaning loudly. Moaning, she threw all ethics and morality to the back of her mind and began to kiss me proactively. She rolled over and pinned me beneath her, writhing on top of me, and even offered her breasts to my mouth for me to suckle. Finally, I pinned her down again and thrust hard. She cried out loudly. This outwardly conservative and quiet woman was so wanton in bed. I ejaculated inside her and gently wiped her with her panties. After wiping her, I held her as we lay on the bed. She told me that my father-in-law always penetrated me directly during sex, ejaculated, and then went to sleep, never wiping her semen away. She told me she

loved me and that if she had been born 30 years later, she would definitely have married me. Satisfied, I stroked her breasts and whispered some sweet nothings.

Finally, we agreed that we couldn't be together too frequently and that no one else could know. And just like that, my mother-in-law was completely conquered.

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