A Thousand Dreams

My name is Qianqian. Although my family is an ordinary family, and my hometown is still
poor and backward, as I grew older, I became increasingly eye-catching. My beautiful face and alluring
figure constantly ignited the dreams of many young men, attracting countless suitors.

At this point, my family could no longer afford to support my younger brother and me through school, so I dropped out of high school and
became a sales clerk in a hardware store. During my shifts, a group of pretentious gentlemen would repeatedly
buy cheap hardware items and try to slip me movie tickets in the same old, tired way.

The hazy feelings of a young girl made me yearn to meet my Prince Charming, until 1994, when the person who would decide my
fate finally appeared.

His name was Cao Nan, a tall man with a handsome face. Like many of my suitors, he
would always discuss national affairs with me using news he had memorized the day before, and embellish his
knowledge with the words of other writers. And somehow, I was deeply moved by his so-called showmanship.

On a cool summer day, I finally accepted his invitation. We strolled across the only stone arch
bridge in the county town, a gentle summer breeze carrying a romantic atmosphere. He softly embraced me and said, "Qianqian, let
's go for a walk."

He led me to the riverbank, and we sat down on a secluded patch of grass. The bold actions and lewd sounds of
couples filled the once tranquil riverbank with a sense of debauchery, and my heart began
to race.

Suddenly, Cao Nan pulled me into a tight embrace, his magnetic voice whispering in my ear, "Qianqian, I love you...
Qianqian, I love you..."

A surge of heat coursed through my body, and soon it rushed to my lower body like children returning home
, flowing towards my genitals and transforming into an unstoppable torrent of desire that
soaked my newly changed underwear.

"Qianqian, you're so beautiful," Cao Nan murmured, as he slipped his hands under my clothes
, inside my bra, and began to knead and squeeze my mature breasts.

He kneaded so earnestly, pinched so carefully, my nipples became sharp and hard from his stimulation.
Cao Nan seized the opportunity to suckle them, and I desperately shoved my breasts into his mouth, stretching it
wide open. We both knew his mouth could never hold my full breasts, but Cao Nan
wasn't discouraged, repeating that "snake swallowing an elephant" motion again and again.

At this point, Cao Nan's hand had already moved down my waist, finally stopping at my pert buttocks.
He kept stroking them, up and down, left and right, unwilling to leave, my buttocks becoming a source
of irresistible allure : "Qianqian, your buttocks are so tempting."

I already knew this, because even in public, my buttocks always felt the
lustful gazes of men, sometimes even having to endure that drooling, blatant, wolfish, fiery, intense
lustful light.

After a long, long time, his hand moved to the front of me, stroking my two plump thighs alternately
, as if testing my reaction, or perhaps preparing for a thrust. Sure enough, his brave right hand
pounced on my vulva with lightning speed, my entire vulva was now in his palm. He held it
forcefully back and forth, showing no tenderness whatsoever.

My vulva grew hotter and hotter, itchier and itchier from his rubbing. The itchiness, the intense
itch that came in waves, made me abandon all feminine reserve. I couldn't wait to find
the place where a man stores his life-giving seed.

Cao Nan very consciously pulled out his thing, a cylindrical fleshy rod with a
fleshy sac attached to the base, containing two testicles. Driven by curiosity and impulse, I kept playing with them, chasing them
around inside the sac until Cao Nan cried out in pain. Then, I circled the fleshy pillar with both hands, rubbing it
clockwise and counterclockwise. It slowly grew larger and harder, and at that moment, I suddenly understood
the principle of friction generating electricity that I had never been able to grasp in middle school.

At the tip of this fleshy root was a fleshy cap, which some people said looked like a horse's eye, but to me it looked like a
small worm. The thought that this little worm was about to drill into my vagina made me a little worried:
would it bite my vagina? So I kept teasing and stimulating it. Oh, I understand, this little worm does
n't bite hands, but whether it will bite my vagina, I still don't know.

While I was having these wild thoughts, Cao Nan had already pressed me down on the grass and forcefully pulled down my pants.
I felt his penis pressing against my vagina, circling it a few times before drilling into
the spot it most wanted to drill into. My whole body shuddered, and I immediately felt Cao Nan's penis enter my vagina.

One, two, three… Cao Nan was fucking me with all his might, and I spread my legs, fully enjoying
the sensation of being fucked. The previous itchy discomfort had turned into a pleasurable sensation. I don't know
how long , I only know that in the end Cao Nan's penis trembled inside my vagina, ejaculating large amounts of his seed into me
.

After fucking Cao Nan, I discovered that I was a slut. I loved fucking, and my mind was filled with
images of fucking. Whenever we had a chance, we would take off our pants and fuck. Cao Nan fucked me until my vision blurred and my mind
was exhausted ; and I fucked him until he was unsteady on his feet and dazed.

After six months of this, we got married, and I married into the Cao family.

After marriage, I gained a comprehensive understanding of the Cao family. The Cao family was a prominent clan in the county. Cao
Nan's father, Cao Haima, had four children. The eldest and second eldest were daughters who were already married. The third eldest was Cao
Nan, and the youngest was still unmarried.

Cao Haima owned a small coal mine that produced a high-quality coking coal. Due to its superior quality, the Cao family
became very wealthy within a few years. Their three-story house was decorated with the most fashionable furnishings of the time, and a large
yard was filled with flowers and plants. My parents-in-law lived on the first floor, my husband and I on the second, and Cao's fourth son on the third.

After getting married, I quit my job at the hardware store and began my comfortable and happy life.

A year later, my child was born. Another year passed, and Cao's fourth son got married. Several years later, my mother-in-law passed away
, and my father-in-law, Haima, let my husband take over the small coal mine. From then on, my life changed.

My husband started getting busy with his business. Sometimes he stayed at the coal mine managing production, sometimes he went out to find clients, and sometimes
he had to travel to faraway places to collect payments. We had very little time together, and even less opportunity to have sex.
I didn't mind. I took good care of his family and our child, and I helped him with some
business matters , such as bookkeeping, paying salaries, and buying small parts. We worked much harder than before, but
I was content.

However, people around me kept reminding me that my husband was having an affair. I didn't believe it at first
because we had loved each other so much. Later, I discovered that he rarely came home and was often with a girl named Xiaoli. One day, I caught them in bed
together , and I realized how serious things were.

I wanted to divorce him, but our child was only three years old, and a divorce would be too painful for a child, so I held back
. I continued to be a housewife, pinning all my hopes on my son. I longed for
him to make me proud in the future.

My father-in-law found out about our affair and was furious. Every time my husband came home, he would scold
him: "You brat, what's wrong with you? You have such a good wife at home, yet you're out looking for other women. You're a real
scoundrel!"

Despite my gentleness and my father-in-law's strictness, my husband remained unrepentant and often
stayed out all night.

Around this time, my son started kindergarten, and I became even busier. My father-in-law, feeling sorry for my son and
me, often helped with housework and also managed business at the mine. This made my relationship with him much
closer.

He was always cheerful and talkative, and I felt much more relaxed. However, I sensed something
was amiss: he often stared at my chest, and my buttocks were his primary focus.
Did he want to…?

I dared not think about it. Gradually, I got used to it and stopped caring. Sometimes I would even tease him. When he stared at my
chest, I would puff out my chest and occasionally unbutton a button to give him a little pleasure, but not to his full satisfaction. Seeing him
swallow was incredibly arousing; a long-lost excitement filled me with satisfaction.

After that, my father-in-law, nicknamed "Seahorse," worked even harder at housework, and his behavior became
increasingly explicit.

One day, I went to pick up my son from kindergarten, and it started raining. I called my father-in-law to ask him to bring in the laundry. When
I got home, I found him holding my underwear in one hand and touching the crotch with the other. Seeing
his intense expression, I realized: he was thinking about my vagina; he was thinking about his daughter-in-law's
vagina!

I blushed and quickly went to gather the laundry. My father-in-law, also embarrassed, went to mop the floor.
His muscles rose and fell with each mop; for a man over 50, his body was still so strong and powerful.

I stared blankly, a strange thought creeping into my mind: "Has my father-in-law had sex in the past two years since my mother-in-law died?
If not, does he want to have sex with his daughter-in-law? If he wants to have sex with me,
is useful?" As I thought this, I became very wet, and my vagina felt incredibly itchy; I wanted to
have sex with a man.

"Daughter-in-law, what's wrong?" My father-in-law probably noticed my unusual behavior.

I quickly said, "I need to cook; I'll go wash the vegetables first." Saying this, I took a bunch of water spinach to the kitchen to
wash.

Just then, my father-in-law, having finished mopping the floor, came to help me. As he walked past me, his hand suddenly touched my
buttocks .

What's wrong with him, father-in-law? How can you feel cramped in such a wide aisle, and still want to touch your daughter-in-law's buttocks? I
quietly waited for his next move, but he didn't.

In the following days, he always came to help me with this and that, and he would touch my buttocks several times a day,
each time arousing my desire and leaving me feeling unsatisfied. I knew that Grandpa Seahorse wanted to have sex with me, but I had the desire
but not the courage. It seemed I had to take the initiative.

Another day, Grandpa Seahorse's hand touched my buttocks again.

I took the opportunity to say, "Grandpa, you like women so much, why don't you find another one?"

"It's difficult. Young people don't want me, and I don't like older ones." Grandpa Seahorse chatted with me
while groping my buttocks with both hands.

"Then you can go to a prostitute.

" "I'm afraid of encountering someone with a disease."

"Yes, you have a good woman at home. Are you thinking about her?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Grandpa Seahorse's hand reached under my buttocks and forcefully
touched my vulva.

"Father-in-law, no! This is incest!"

"Never mind that, daughter-in-law. Let's cool down first. We can't just endure this like this."
Before he finished speaking, my father-in-law had already pulled down my pants and thrust his huge, manly penis
into my overflowing, wet cunt from behind.

At first, he slowly thrust in and out, but after a few minutes, it turned into a series of powerful thrusts. His
durable penis kept thrusting in and out of my vagina, slowly, then wildly, then violently. My whole body was filled with
a tingling, numb, itchy, and tingling pleasure.

From that day on, my father-in-law never let my cunt go to waste: sometimes when I was cooking in the kitchen, he would
lift one of my legs and thrust into me from behind; sometimes when I was doing housework, he would hold me and press me down on the sofa to fuck me;
sometimes when I was sleeping, he would sneak into my blankets and fuck me until I woke up; and most of the time
, as soon as it got dark, he would pull me into his room and fuck me all night.

From that day on, I was no longer afraid of vaginal itching, because I had the best anti-itch stick—that
was Grandpa Seahorse's big cock.
...

Fellow sex enthusiasts, after hearing Qianqian's story, do you think Qianqian is happy?

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