I spied on my mother-in-law

Eight years ago, I met my current wife, Wenwen, and we naturally fell in love. I was 23, and Wenwen was just 18. Her parents were divorced and estranged; her father had remarried and rarely interfered in our relationship. Her mother was still single, living in a small apartment provided by her workplace. Wenwen lived in the house her parents had bought before their divorce.

It was said that their divorce was due to Wenwen's mother, my mother-in-law, having an affair. My father-in-law was a truck driver, often away on the road, rarely home. Unable to bear the loneliness, she became addicted to dancing, flirting with other men in dance halls. This ultimately led to the breakdown of the family, and my wife Wenwen was left without anyone to care for her.

Fortunately, she met me then, preventing her from going astray. And I was fortunate enough to marry such a beautiful and charming wife. (My family wasn't well-off, while my wife's family was relatively well-off. Moreover, Wenwen was incredibly beautiful, attracting many suitors far better off than me.

If I had to say what I had that could attract the young Wenwen, it would only be my decent looks. I'm 184cm tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and I'm fairly handsome. But if her parents hadn't divorced, I think it would have been very unlikely we would have become husband and wife.) Enough of this digression, let's get back to the point. Wenwen's beauty was largely inherited from her mother; she was very pretty and had a great figure.

But in my opinion, Wenwen couldn't even compare to her mother's captivating charm. In that light, it's not surprising that her mother had an affair.

After dating for a year, I finally met my mother-in-law, my future little darling. My mother-in-law was 39 years old at the time (she gave birth to Wenwen when she was 21), but she looked no more than 30. Unlike my wife Wenwen's youthful and innocent charm, my mother-in-law exuded a mature womanly allure that captivated me even more.

My mother-in-law and Wenwen had strikingly similar features, sharing the same eyebrows and eyes, but with a more mature and voluptuous figure. My mother-in-law wore a small floral dress. Her full, sensual lips were lightly painted with pink lipstick, and a beauty mark beside them added to her charm. She appeared exceptionally noble and alluring.

Her large, watery eyes seemed to overflow with moisture, and her swan-like neck led to smooth, satin-like shoulders. Her full, large breasts were prominently displayed, barely concealed by a lace demi-cup bra.

Unlike women around 40 years old, her waist was flat and smooth, highlighting her full, round, and plump buttocks, which protruded like apples.

The tight-fitting short skirt accentuated her round and sensual curves, and her fleshy thighs were stretched taut by the floral print. Her long, slender legs, without an ounce of excess fat, were incredibly long, tapering down to an unbelievable slenderness at the ankles. A thin black strap tied around her ankles, connecting to black high-heeled sandals, and her toes were painted with pink nail polish, making her look even more charming and adorable.

When my mother-in-law saw me, she didn't react with the usual sternness of a parent. Instead, she flashed a warm, sunny smile and waved enthusiastically, "Xiao Jian, come, sit down!" I placed the gifts I was carrying on the coffee table and greeted her with a restrained smile.

My mother-in-law sat down on the sofa, casually lifting her left leg and crossing it over her right. That one gesture instantly ignited my passion.

Because, due to my low angle, I caught a glimpse of her panties—a small, semi-transparent black lace camisole. My

mother-in-law is so alluring! She dresses even sexier than my Wenwen. Wenwen usually prefers to wear cute little panties; I've asked her to wear something more revealing, but she refuses. Instantly, my large penis became uncontrollably hard, bulging high against my pants.

It was so embarrassing, and I was afraid they would see my abnormality, so I tried to shrink myself down as much as possible. I absentmindedly answered my mother-in-law's questions.

After chatting for a while, my mother-in-law stood up and said, "Xiao Jian, sit down slowly, I'll go cook for you." My cooking skills are not bad, so I said, "Let me do it, Auntie!" My mother-in-law smiled and gave me a sidelong glance, then pressed my shoulder with her slender, delicate hand, pushing me back onto the sofa, saying, "It's your first time here, how can I let you cook? You sit and talk to Wenwen, it'll be ready in a bit." With that, she turned and gracefully walked towards the kitchen, her plump, round buttocks swaying as if teasing me. I was stunned. Wenwen playfully slapped me and said, "Are you dumbfounded?" I snapped out of my daze and exclaimed in surprise, "Your mother is so young and beautiful!" Wenwen laughed and said, "Surprised? When my mother and I go out, people always think we're sisters!" After a pause, Wenwen laughed again and said, "My mother used to be a famous beauty in this city. She had a whole platoon of suitors!" I said, "Of course! Just by looking at you, I know like mother, like daughter!" Wenwen laughed and slapped me, "You're so annoying!" My first meeting with my mother-in-law left me unable to forget her. Her alluring, voluptuous figure and captivating eyes made me unconsciously fantasize about the beautiful, mature woman writhing and moaning beneath me when I was making love with Wenwen, imagining her as the stunning woman I longed for. And often at these times, my emotions would run particularly high. Afterwards, Wenwen would always complain, in a spoiled tone, that I was too vigorous, unaware that I was actually fantasizing about her mother's incredible prowess. But I only thought about it; after all, it was practically impossible.

A year later, Wenwen and I moved in together. She sold her old house, and we bought a small two-bedroom apartment in the city center. After that, however, I rarely had the chance to see her mother. Although I longed to see my beautiful mother-in-law more often, I could only manage to meet her on holidays. Just when I was dreaming about my mother-in-law, the opportunity came. My

mother-in-law's house was being renovated, and she was coming to live with us. The day before, she asked Wenwen and me to help her pack. When my mother-in-law summoned me, I, of course, couldn't refuse. My mother-in-law had something come up, so it was just Wenwen and me packing. After moving the large appliances to the carport downstairs, it was already noon. After lunch, Wenwen said she was exhausted and asked me to pack the clothes while she lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

I chuckled to myself, "This little girl, she's asleep after doing so little work," and went to my mother-in-law's bedroom to pack.

After packing the heavy coats and sweaters into boxes, I casually opened a drawer.

Suddenly, I was stunned. It was filled with my mother-in-law's underwear! Having a particular fondness for women's lingerie, I was immediately overjoyed. I started flipping through the various kinds of underwear, a whole drawer full. Not a single one was the conservative style she should be wearing at her age; the bras were all sexy demi-cups and quarter-cups with sexy lace trim.

I looked at the labels and gasped. Good heavens! My mother-in-law has a 35E bra size, which is extremely rare among Asians!

In comparison, Wenwen's 32B, while perfectly shaped, looks pitifully small compared to my mother-in-law's E-cup!

Her panties were all white, black, pink, blue, purple—a variety of sexy lace panties, semi-transparent, transparent, see-through, and even six different thongs. One of them, a red one, had an incredibly thin string at the back and a completely transparent veil the size of a cigarette box in the front, covering absolutely nothing!

My penis immediately became erect, bulging my pants. Were these lucky little things the ones that constantly enveloped my beautiful, sexy mother-in-law's most secret and obscene areas? I couldn't resist bringing it to my nose and taking a deep sniff. It seemed clean, with only a faint fragrance.

Afraid Wenwen might suddenly come in, I cautiously went to the bedroom door and peeked into the living room. Wenwen was fast asleep. Overwhelmed with excitement, I immediately freed my 22-centimeter-long, arm-thick penis and began masturbating, wrapping it around my bulging, steel-hard penis with this incredibly sexy red thong.

While masturbating, I rummaged through various lingerie, imagining my mother-in-law's sexy and alluring face, her enormous breasts, and her round, perky buttocks. Then I found a few sexy nightgowns, almost all completely transparent sheer fabric. One even deliberately had two holes at the nipple area. In my fantasies, I imagined my mother-in-law wearing this nightgown, and my penis became even harder!

Suddenly, I felt something incredibly elastic and cylindrical in the very back corner of the drawer. Surprised, I pulled it out and saw it was a female vibrator. The large, black rod was almost as big as my penis, and it even gleamed, with an electric switch at the back.

It seems the saying "like a wolf and a tiger" is absolutely true. No wonder, my mother-in-law and father-in-law have been divorced for several years. How can someone her age bear loneliness? Even if there were men, I doubt any at that age could satisfy her insatiable desires.

I saw how realistic it looked, complete with a bulging, veiny dildo—was this the thing that went in and out of my mother-in-law's cunt, bringing out gushes of incredibly pungent vaginal fluid? I couldn't resist bringing my nose closer. Ah!! There was a faint, pungent smell coming from the tip of my nose. Did my mother-in-law not wash after using it?

I excitedly licked it with the tip of my tongue.

There was no taste, only a barely perceptible, faint salty taste. Was this the taste of my mother-in-law's vaginal fluid?

Under the repeated assaults, even I, usually so strong, ejaculated quickly during a masturbation session.

Caught off guard, I panicked and hurriedly tried to catch it with my thong, but unexpectedly, it was filled with thick semen. What to do?

I quickly put the thong and the vibrator into a corner of the drawer, tidied up the drawer, and then started packing up other things. It wasn't until Wenwen woke up around 3 a.m. that I told her I had packed her clothes, but I didn't tell her I hadn't packed her underwear yet.

That night, I couldn't sleep. My mind raced, conjuring up images of the drawer full of sexy lingerie and dildos I'd seen during the day. I was also terrified of what my mother-in-law would do if she saw the several tens of milliliters of semen I'd ejaculated. Meanwhile, I fantasized about how I could one day seduce her. I kept telling myself it was immoral and against human ethics.

But on the other hand, I felt that it was precisely this immorality that made it so exciting, especially since my mother-in-law was so beautiful! Torn by conflicting emotions, I finally fell asleep around 4 a.m. Two days later, seeing that I wasn't acting strangely, my anxiety subsided.

My mother-in-law's house was being renovated in June, and the early summer heat in HZ city was already suffocating. She moved into the small two-bedroom apartment that Wenwen and I rented. Only the living room and our main room had air conditioning. It was fine during the day, since everyone was at work, but at night, it became incredibly awkward.

Back then, computers weren't common, and the internet was just emerging. There weren't many fun online games, but I, a game enthusiast, bought a computer early on and spent my days playing single-player games like "The Legend of Sword and Fairy," "Red Alert," and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" like crazy. I rarely went online, only using it to chat with colleagues and friends.

Wenwen and my mother-in-law occupied the TV. Since the computer was next to the sofa, with its back to the TV, things were relatively peaceful. However, my mother-in-law always went to bed very late. I don't know if it was because the boring soap operas on TV were so entertaining or because of the hot weather, but it always prevented Wenwen and me from fully realizing our plans to have a baby.

Hangzhou is a city with a highly developed tourism industry, and Wenwen was one of the many tour guides there. She often came home very late, especially during peak tourist seasons like now. As a result, I spent a lot of time alone with my mother-in-law each day. As we spent more and more time together, we became closer.

One evening, I came home from work, starving. As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a delicious aroma.

I rushed to the kitchen, grabbed a chicken wing with my hand, and popped it into my mouth, mumbling, "So delicious!! Auntie (Wenwen and I aren't married yet, so I always call her Auntie), your cooking is amazing!" My mother-in-law slapped my hand and scolded, "You didn't even wash your hands before eating! Wash your hands! You little glutton!!" Looking at my mother-in-law's ambiguous expression, I almost froze. This didn't sound like a mother-in-law talking to her son-in-law at all; it sounded like a wife playfully teasing her husband!

Quickly regaining my composure, I stuck out my tongue and cheerfully washed my hands. Only then did I begin to observe my mother-in-law. Today, she was wearing a dress, but the style was quite elegant, the hem reaching her knees, unlike the miniskirt she wore when we first met.

But the fabric of this dress was rather see-through. Just then, my mother-in-law bent down to wash vegetables, and her two round, large, and perky buttocks were fully visible through my gaze. And there was no trace of underwear under the transparent dress. Was she not wearing any?

I looked up more closely and finally saw a thin red string above her buttocks. It turned out that my mother-in-law was wearing the thong I had ejaculated on that day! I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild: Had she noticed the semen I had ejaculated that day?

Logically, she shouldn't have missed it; after all, so much liquid would leave traces even after drying. Why hadn't she reacted at all? Was she indifferent, or was she too embarrassed to say anything?

While my mind raced, I looked down along her fleshy buttocks. My mother-in-law was wearing my favorite black fishnet stockings! The lines of her long, slender legs were even more alluring against the black fishnet stockings, and the skin of her legs, exposed through the mesh, looked even whiter and more captivating!

My penis got hard again, completely out of control!

Since it was summer, I was only wearing beach shorts, and the loose shorts couldn't contain my throbbing little thing at all.

I quickly stuck my butt out, pretending to be nonchalant, and asked, "Wenwen hasn't gotten off work yet?" while awkwardly trying to leave.

"Come back, take the dishes out! Wenwen said she has to work overtime today, she won't be back until after 10!" I said "Oh," and tried to take the dishes out while my mother-in-law wasn't looking, but my hand was in my beach shorts pocket, pressing down on my restless penis. If I took it out, how high would the tent be?!

Picking up a plate, I secretly glanced at my mother-in-law and was about to leave when I saw her alluring eyes, a half-smile on her face, as if she had discovered something. My face flushed, and I quickly excused myself to go to the bathroom to deal with my unruly little thing.

After finally ejaculating and letting my penis soften, I left the bathroom, only to see her delicate, almond-shaped eyes staring at me. My face flushed again, and I sat down at the table.

The atmosphere during the meal wasn't as relaxed as usual; it had a slightly ambiguous feel. Looking at my mother-in-law's half-smiling lips, I became even more uneasy. After a few absentminded words to her, I quickly finished my meal and rushed to the computer to play games.

Finally free of my unease, I slowly entered the game world. Just as I was commanding Guan Yu in a battle against Hua Xiong, my mother-in-law walked up to me.

I had no idea there was someone standing behind me. It wasn't until she spoke to me that I realized my mother-in-law was right next to the back of my chair, her head practically touching mine, less than 10 centimeters away. Her long, chestnut-brown, wavy hair playfully brushed against my cheek, and her flushed face looked so delicate it seemed like it could drip water. A strong fragrance stimulated my sense of smell, and I suddenly remembered a book called "Scent of a Woman" that said women with high libido tend to prefer strong perfumes. Could my mother-in-law also have a high libido?

Then I thought back to the scene of seeing the female vibrator that day, and I felt relieved, but a small ripple of emotion stirred within me.

Her sexy lips were slightly pouting, indescribably alluring. My mother-in-law asked softly, "Xiao Jian, what's fun on the computer? Can you teach me how to use it?" Actually, there wasn't much fun at the time, but for my 42-year-old mother-in-law, it was all new and exciting. I taught her QQ, how to browse portal websites and games on Lianzhong World, and some popular online risqué jokes. She had a great time.

I saw my mother-in-law laughing so hard that her chest heaved, and I laughed too. Standing behind her, I saw a patch of smooth, white skin and a deep cleavage, which made me even happier. My mother-in-law seemed unaware that she was exposing herself, and she leaned forward, revealing a pink lace bra and most of her breasts, even a hint of brownish-red areolas.

And so, standing behind my mother-in-law, I couldn't resist secretly freeing my penis from my pants, using my left hand to rub and masturbate it incessantly, while my right hand occasionally opened website after website for her. While gazing at her ample cleavage, I thought how wonderful it would be to sandwich my large penis between those breasts for a blowjob, I was also worried that my mother-in-law might turn around and see my lewd behavior.

I carefully tried to pretend to be nonchalant as I spoke to her, but my hard, throbbing penis didn't ejaculate as quickly as last time.

Perhaps sensing my rapid breathing, my mother-in-law turned around and gave me a strange look. I quickly stopped what I was doing, giving her an awkward smile. She turned back thoughtfully and resumed fiddling with the computer. I quickly shoved my penis back into my pants, feigning an urgent need to relieve myself. Just as I reached the bathroom door, I heard my mother-in-law seem to chuckle. Was she laughing at me?

Had she discovered my misbehavior? Filled with both trepidation and intense excitement, I ejaculated!

Back in the living room, I saw that my mother-in-law seemed perfectly normal. Then, she said she was going to take a shower. I glanced at her strangely, thinking, "Don't you usually shower before bed? Why are you showering so early today?" But I didn't say anything. Seeing her calm expression, I sat down at the computer and started playing my game again. Normally, I'm obsessed with games, but I just couldn't concentrate. A little while later, I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.

Torn between two conflicting thoughts, I hesitated, thinking about my mother-in-law's alluring body on one hand, and the seriousness of human relationships on the other.

Finally, lust and the voyeuristic desires overcame reason. I tiptoed to the bathroom door and lay down. The secondhand apartment I bought had a simple renovation. Below the bathroom door was a small vent, with wooden lattice panels that flipped up one by one, allowing a clear view of what was happening inside.

I lay on the ground, afraid to make a sound, even holding my breath. Looking up, I was utterly stunned. A captivating scene I had dreamed of for so long, a scene I would never forget, unfolded before my eyes: From below, a person's figure appears slightly different from eye level. My mother-in-law's skin, illuminated by the light, was fair with a rosy glow, subtly reflecting a soft sheen.

Her delicate feet, clad in transparent plastic slippers, were playfully perked up, her slender ankles leading to long, rounded calves. From my angle, her legs appeared even longer. Her full thighs were snow-white under the light. Unfortunately, due to her legs being tightly closed and the light not reaching her, I could only vaguely see a small, protruding mound of flesh and the slightly distorted cleft in the middle.

To my astonishment, my mother-in-law was a "bearded woman," with thick, abundant pubic hair. A large triangular area in front of her lower abdomen was covered by long, messy pubic hair; even under the light, I could see anal hair growing around her anus.

Beyond her flat stomach lay her enormous breasts, an E-cup size that few could match. A massive mass of flesh piled up on her chest, a truly magnificent sight. With every movement, waves of milk rippled across her body, leaving me dazzled.

Unlike Wenwen's small, bean-sized nipples, my mother-in-law's nipples were extraordinarily large. Her areolas were enormous, about 4 or 5 centimeters in diameter, covered in tiny bumps. The nipples themselves were a good 2 centimeters high, shamelessly erect like bullets, gazing down at me, so lowly, lying on the floor outside the door. No wonder I could always see the shadow of her nipples even with her bra on.

All of this resembled the image of a mature mother in Japanese manga—exactly my type! Aren't mature women in Japanese manga like this?

Huge breasts with huge areolas, huge nipples, and exaggeratedly protruding buttocks—and my mother-in-law was exactly like that manga character.

By this time, I couldn't resist pulling out my poor, large penis again, my right hand frantically stroking it, my eyes constantly glancing upwards. My mother-in-law closed her alluring eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She was washing her hair. Just as I was still fantasizing, I suddenly saw my mother-in-law's tightly closed legs open, her left leg even resting on the toilet. She had started washing herself, and directly in front of me was her mysterious mound.

I finally saw the mysterious source, the most mysterious place that brought Wenwen into this world. Although the lighting made it difficult to see clearly, it was enough; this mysterious, obscene place was only about a meter away from me.

Because she was lathering herself with soap, her legs were spread wide, and her labia majora weren't clearly visible under the thick pubic hair. I could only see a dark, high, protruding mound of flesh, like a steamed bun. But what surprised me was her labia minora. Unlike Wenwen, whose labia minora were just two small strips of flesh, usually disappearing completely when my large penis entered Wenwen's vagina,

my mother-in-law's labia minora were two large, fan-shaped pieces of flesh, spreading out like butterflies, hanging down at least four or five centimeters long. The slightly brownish tips of the flesh were unusually thick and covered with fine wrinkles, appearing incredibly erotic. The butterfly wings shamelessly spread wide, revealing glimpses of the bright red flesh inside.

The clitoris was not visible because there was so much pubic hair that it covered the small clitoris.

Then, as if showing off, my mother-in-law slowly turned her body, exposing her back to me. From this angle, it was a completely different experience.

Her plump, high-perched buttocks were thrust towards me, her anus positioned directly in my eyes. Long, flowing pubic hair guarded her anus, the radiating folds like a chrysanthemum perfectly defined, revealing a tiny, round opening in the center that subtly expanded and contracted – quite amusing.

From this angle, her labia majora appeared even more prominent, breathtakingly so.

Seeing that my mother-in-law was almost finished washing, I dared not look any longer. I hurriedly returned to my computer desk, frantically stroking my already aching penis a few times, then quickly shoved my unwilling little brother back into my pants, pretending to be engrossed in playing.

A creak sounded at the door. I peeked back and saw my mother-in-law, drying her wet hair with a towel, walking over with a cute tilt of her head, then sitting on the sofa next to me and casually turning on the TV.

Seeing that my mother-in-law didn't seem to notice me peeking at her, I grew bolder. She was wearing a cotton camisole nightgown, quite unlike the sexy nightgown I'd seen her in that tidying-up day; the hem was even past her knees, and the neckline was very high.

But my mother-in-law still took my breath away. She casually propped her feet up on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the hem of her skirt immediately rode up to her upper thighs.

She seemed oblivious, just watching a soap opera and smiling occasionally, her snow-white thighs smooth and alluring. I wanted nothing more than to pounce on her and kiss her passionately; my hard, throbbing penis stubbornly created a large tent in my pants.

Afraid that I wouldn't be able to control my impulses any longer, I turned off the computer.

I decided to go to the bathroom to shower; perhaps the cold water could wash away the desires I'd accumulated throughout the day. I went back to my room to get a

change of clothes and went into the bathroom. I, who never usually paid attention to my clothes, suddenly had a bright red glimpse in the laundry basket next to the washing machine—it was the sexy red thong my mother-in-law had just been wearing!

I carefully picked it up and examined it closely. The thin rope that should have been attached to her vulva was already soaked with a milky white substance. Was this my mother-in-law's secretions? Or was it simply her vaginal fluid?

I couldn't resist bringing the panties to my nose to smell them. A faint, strange, fishy smell filled my nostrils, but it wasn't as pungent as the smell of urine. Instead, it aroused my lust even more. I even put it in my mouth to taste it.

Unlike the foul smell I had imagined from a middle-aged woman, it had a slightly astringent and salty taste. Driven by lust, I once again wrapped the little thong around my already hard, vein-bulging, steel-like penis. Images of my mother-in-law wearing the thong, her vulva barely covered, only adding to her allure, flashed through my mind. Soon, I ejaculated again, leaving the thong soaked with semen. Oh no! In my excitement, I forgot again. What should I do? If

I wash now, she'll definitely notice; if I don't, what if she sees and tells Wenwen? But then I thought, nothing went wrong last time, maybe I can get away with it this time too? Even if she does notice, she probably won't tell Wenwen about something so embarrassing, right? I steeled myself and decided to ignore it. I put the underwear back in the laundry basket and started showering.

After showering, I couldn't bear to face my increasingly alluring mother-in-law and went to bed early. Lying in bed, I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. My mind was filled with the image of my incredibly beautiful mother-in-law's naked body that I had seen outside the bathroom door. Finally, around 11 o'clock, Wenwen returned.

As soon as she entered the room, I couldn't wait to pick her up, throw her onto the bed, and pounce on her. Without even taking off her skirt and underwear, I lifted her skirt up to her waist, pushed her underwear aside, and quickly pulled out my long-erect penis, thrusting it deep into the depths of Wenwen's tender vagina. Before Wenwen could even react, my movements caused her to let out a loud "Ah!" and then she punched me hard with her little fists: "What are you doing? I haven't showered yet, I'm all sticky and uncomfortable!" I ignored her and just kept thrusting hard. Soon Wenwen went limp and began to desperately respond to me. At first, she was mindful of her mother in the living room and didn't dare to make a loud sound, only moaning softly. But I had just ejaculated several times, and this was my most powerful moment. I thrust harder and harder, and Wenwen, enjoying herself so much, no longer cared that her mother was still outside.

She started screaming and moaning loudly: "Ah...husband...you're so amazing today...ah...it feels so good!" Hearing Wenwen's moans and cries beneath me, I worked even harder, pushing up Wenwen's t-shirt and bra, roughly rubbing and squeezing them with my hands, and occasionally biting her nipples with my mouth. Wenwen's nipples were already hard and erect from excitement.

Wenwen couldn't help but scream, "Husband... ah... harder... fuck me to death... ah... my pussy is going to be ruined by you... ah!!!" With a surge of heat from my glans, I knew Wenwen had climaxed, and her body went limp. I, still burning with desire, flipped Wenwen over, making her stand on the edge of the bed with her buttocks facing me. I aimed at her already wet pussy and thrust in again! Still recovering, Wenwen screamed hysterically,

"Ahhh... husband, you're too strong... I can't take it anymore..." Looking at Wenwen's high, firm buttocks, imagining my beautiful mother-in-law beneath me, I fucked her hard again and again.

The only sounds in the room were Wenwen's screams, the slapping of our bodies, and my panting. By the end, Wenwen was completely limp and powerless, seemingly unable to even scream anymore. More than an hour passed, and looking at Wenwen, who had already climaxed four times, I finally let out a shout and ejaculated a thick stream of semen.
Afterwards, drenched in sweat, I hugged Wenwen tightly. She gently wiped away my sweat and softly asked, "Honey, what's wrong with you today? You were so vigorous!" I felt a pang of shame; I had mistaken my beautiful wife for my mother-in-law. I replied casually, "Hehe, nothing. I missed you!" Wenwen playfully punched me, "You're so bad! You were so rough with me, my mom must have heard everything!" I laughed and said, "Can you blame me? My wife is so beautiful and charming! Besides, couldn't you have kept your voice down? All we heard was your screaming!" Wen said shyly, "Who told you to be so good?" Looking at Wen's blushing face beneath me, I was moved and kissed her intimately. After talking for a while, we got up to tidy up. When I got up, I saw that Wen's vulva was soaking wet. Her messy pubic hair was damp with vaginal fluid and sweat, lying crookedly together. Her originally pink vulva was now bright red from being fucked, and the area around her labia was swollen. The opening was slightly open, and the milky white semen and vaginal fluid kept flowing out of the opening, all the way to her anus and thighs.

As I was about to wipe Wen, I suddenly smelled a familiar fishy smell, exactly the same as the smell on my mother-in-law's thong.

So this pungent smell is hereditary. I had never smelled this from Wen's genitals before, because Wen always had to shower before being intimate with me. So now I realized that this smell was fatally alluring to me. I decided that from now on, I wouldn't let Wen shower before being intimate with me.

On the other hand, I was wondering: could the wet stains on my mother-in-law's thong not smell like her normal secretions, but like her vaginal fluid?

Then how could she have vaginal fluid when we were together?

I needed to shower again; I was covered in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable. We tidied ourselves up and went to the living room. I looked at my mother-in-law, and she was looking at me too. In her smiling eyes, I saw a hint of awkwardness, a mixture of embarrassment and envy. Wenwen didn't notice; she opened her arms to hug my mother-in-law.

"Mom," my mother-in-law said with a smile, tapping Wenwen lightly, "You're all sticky and you come to hug Mom? Do you want me to shower again?" Wenwen playfully stuck out her tongue and made a face. My mother-in-law glanced at me again, her eyes filled with an eager gaze that seemed to melt me. I didn't dare meet her eyes again and pretended to watch TV.

The mother and daughter chatted for a while longer, then my mother-in-law excused herself to sleep. Wenwen and I went to take a shower. In the bathroom, remembering how I had spied on my mother-in-law while she showered, I couldn't resist being intimate with Wenwen again—but I won't go into details. Wenwen, however, seemed to have gotten used to screaming loudly; her voice was so loud it almost shattered the window. I don't know if my mother-in-law heard her.

[The End]

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