Mother-in-law is the best to manage

My mother-in-law is about 47 or 48 years old, in the prime of her life, but she's been laid off for the past two years. Aside from some wrinkles on her face, her skin is still very fair and smooth, and although she's slightly plump, she's generally well-maintained. Once, when I visited her, I accidentally discovered a set of pink silk lingerie that excited me greatly. Even more exciting, I noticed a slight tear in the crotch area of her panties. Was it because my father-in-law couldn't satisfy her, so she often masturbated through her panties, with her juices flowing from the tear? A picture flashed through my mind: my mother-in-law lying naked on the bed, legs spread, masturbating… My penis immediately became erect, and I quickly covered it with her pink panties and started masturbating. I ejaculated shortly after. After that, I often went to my mother-in-law's house to use her underwear for masturbation. Sometimes when I saw her, I really wanted to pounce on her, but I knew that would be suicidal, so I had to restrain my desires.
Last year, my mother-in-law's house was renovated, and my parents-in-law temporarily moved in with us. It was summer then, and my mother-in-law often wore a sleeveless t-shirt at home, revealing her armpit hair and a large expanse of white skin on her neck and collarbone. Occasionally, when she bent over, her deep cleavage was visible. My mother-in-law wore a long nightgown, but when she sat down, she liked to lift it up, revealing her two white thighs. I really wanted to put those legs on my shoulders! Once, when my mother-in-law bent down to pick something up, her buttocks were sticking out high, stretching the nightgown very tightly, and I could see the edge of her underwear. My little brother almost lost control again.

Under such stimulation, I finally decided to take action. I first asked a doctor friend to prepare some sedatives, and then took a day off under a pretext. That day, only my mother-in-law and I were at home; my wife and father-in-law were at work. My mother-in-law had a habit of taking a nap, and she would drink a glass of milk before her nap. I secretly put a sleeping pill in my mother-in-law's milk, and she fell asleep shortly after drinking it. About ten minutes later, presumably the drug had taken effect, I rushed into her room. She was lying flat on the bed, her full breasts rising and falling with her breath. I nudged her gently, and seeing no reaction, I was certain she was fast asleep. With trembling hands, I grasped her breasts through her clothes and gently stroked them. Then I pulled up her blouse, unhooked her bra, and two large, white breasts popped out. I grabbed one in each hand and began to knead them. Although her breasts were no longer firm and had sagged slightly, they were soft and had a unique charm, like kneading two lumps of dough—I really liked it. Her areolas weren't large, but her nipples were quite large. I buried my head between her breasts, greedily licking her cleavage. I then gently bit her nipple, sucking hard. Gradually, I noticed my mother-in-law's breasts were starting to harden, and her nipples were erect, which excited me even more. My hands continued to caress her breasts, while my mouth moved left and right, back and forth, licking various parts of her body with my tongue. Finally, I stopped my tongue on her lower abdomen and began to lick it. Her abdomen was slightly protruding, but it was soft and comfortable to touch.

I temporarily stopped on her upper body and began to attack her lower body. I lifted her nightgown to her waist and saw that she was wearing black panties, which accentuated her two white legs, making them exceptionally sexy. Her thighs were a little plump, but the skin was snow-white, smooth and rounded, giving them a sensual and fleshy feel, and the veins on the inner thighs were clearly visible. I couldn't help but lower my head and bury it between her thighs, kissing her thigh skin with intoxication. Then I slightly raised her thighs, grabbed the outside of her thighs with my hands, and used her thighs to hold my head. My mother-in-law's inner thighs pressed against my cheeks, the smooth, tender skin almost suffocating me. I lowered one of her legs with my left hand and instead caressed her mons pubis through her panties, while my tongue continued licking her inner thigh. I rubbed my left middle finger up and down outside her panties, gradually seeing a slit in them—that must be her vulva. Impulsively, I bit down on her panties, burying my nose in the slit, desperately inhaling the scent—a slightly musky smell, yet also a fresh, soapy aroma. I pulled her panties aside, finally revealing her mysterious vulva: a small, fleshy clitoris, dark brown labia majora raised high, the opening slightly parted, seemingly radiating heat. Afraid that her vaginal fluids would wet her panties and arouse suspicion, and also because I couldn't see clearly, I pulled her panties down completely. Now, she was fully exposed; her vulva was clearly visible. I was surprised to find my mother-in-law had such thick pubic hair; she must have a strong sex drive. I put my mouth on her vulva and licked it vigorously with my tongue. I couldn't get enough! Gradually, my mother-in-law became more aroused; it seemed she was still sexually aroused even in her dream. I took out my hard penis, pried open her mouth, inserted it for a while, and then rubbed it against her cleavage. I decided to enter her body. I put her legs on my shoulders, aimed my penis at her vulva, took a deep breath, and "plop!" it went in! Although it was summer, it was still warm inside, and although her vulva was a bit loose, it had a unique charm. As I was thrusting, I suddenly heard my mother-in-law moan. I was startled and quickly stopped thrusting. Looking at her, she was clearly still asleep, but her face had a pleasurable, almost wanton expression. I felt relieved and quickened my thrusting. Looking at my mother-in-law's sleeping yet wanton expression, watching her large breasts sway like waves with my thrusts, watching her labia flip in and out with the in-and-out motion of my penis, and the few rays of sunlight streaming through the curtains shining directly on her snow-white flesh, emitting a blinding white light—it was truly a scene of lewdness in broad daylight. Although I could usually last quite a while, today's scene and the reality of incest were too stimulating. In less than five minutes, I felt like I was about to ejaculate. I quickly pulled out my penis, sat on my mother-in-law, and masturbated a few more times, spraying a thick stream of semen onto her chest and abdomen. Although I was very tired, I didn't dare to rest. I wiped the semen and vaginal fluid off my mother-in-law, dressed her, tidied everything up, and then went back to my room and fell asleep immediately.

I later used the same method to drug and rape my mother-in-law several more times. But gradually, I felt unsatisfied and always wanted to have sex with her when she was sober. However, I couldn't see any inclination in her towards this, and it was too dangerous, so I had to plan carefully. Finally, one day, I got a chance. That afternoon, my boss wasn't at the company, and I made up an excuse to sneak home, intending to see if I could drug and rape my mother-in-law. When I got home, I saw my mother-in-law on the phone in her room, seemingly very mysterious and focused, unaware of my return. Out of curiosity, I picked up the phone in the living room and eavesdropped. It turned out that my mother-in-law was talking to a man. I listened carefully to the conversation, and it turned out that the man was my mother-in-law's former lover. He seemed to have known my mother-in-law before my father-in-law, and the two seemed to have had a relationship. My wife might even be that man's daughter, but my father-in-law didn't know this. My mother-in-law and the man talked about many things from the past on the phone, and it was clear that my mother-in-law still missed her former lover. I immediately hung up the phone and deliberately made some noise so that my mother-in-law could hear. After a while, I saw my mother-in-law come out of the room, her face slightly flushed. She looked flustered and surprised when she saw me. We chatted briefly, then watched TV together on the sofa in the living room for a while. "Who was that man you were talking to on the phone?" I suddenly asked. At first, my mother-in-law tried to deny it, but I took out a voice recorder and said, "Want me to play back what you just said?" She collapsed, kneeling before me with a thud, begging me not to tell anyone. Looking down at her, I could clearly see her chest heaving. I smiled smugly, "You don't have to tell anyone, but how will you satisfy me?" My mother-in-law looked at me in surprise, seemingly understanding something from my expression: "No…." "Then how will you explain this to your husband and daughter?" My mother-in-law hesitated. I stood up, walked around behind her, and whispered in her ear, "Mother-in-law, you're quite the ladies' man. Stand up first." Then I gently blew on her neck, placed my hands under her armpits, and helped her up. My mother-in-law trembled slightly. I caught her tremor and suddenly reached out with both hands to her chest, grabbing her two large breasts. "No, don't..." my mother-in-law struggled, but I wouldn't let her escape. With my left hand, I pulled up her t-shirt slightly, and with my right hand, I ripped off her bra. I then let her t-shirt down, so her large breasts were pressed directly against the thin fabric, her nipples faintly visible—a very stimulating sight. "What are you doing?" my mother-in-law asked innocently. I didn't answer, my hands kneading her large breasts outside her t-shirt. My mother-in-law tried to push my hands away, but I held her arms with my upper arms, while my hands could still reach her breasts; she couldn't easily break free. Then I turned my mother-in-law around to face me and began kissing her earlobes and neck. Gradually, my mother-in-law's struggles lessened, so I pushed her down onto the sofa and pressed myself against her. We were pressed tightly together, and she seemed somewhat numbed by my masculine scent; her hands stopped struggling. I took the opportunity to pull her blouse up to her neck, grabbing her large breasts and shaking them from side to side, using them to slap my cheeks. I gently bit her nipple with my teeth, then licked her areola with my tongue. My mother-in-law seemed to be enjoying my actions; she made soft "humming" sounds, revealing her wanton nature. I slipped my hand under her skirt and found her panties were already damp! So I put my head under her nightgown and frantically licked her thighs, from her knees down to her inner thighs and groin. At first, she tried to push my head out of her skirt, but as my tongue roamed over her inner thighs, she gave up her futile resistance. I saw that my mother-in-law's vaginal fluid had soaked through her purple panties, leaving a deep indentation about a finger's width deep, but I deliberately avoided licking that indentation. My mother-in-law became a little impatient and started to take the initiative. She used her snow-white thighs to clamp my head tightly, occasionally lifting her hips to thrust her vulva upwards. Her hands gripped my head tightly, seemingly hoping I would lick deeper. I stopped teasing my mother-in-law and used my tongue to lick her vulva through her panties, and she let out a pleasurable "ah." My mother-in-law's vaginal fluid was clearly more than when she was unconscious, and even through her panties, it still wet my cheeks. I grabbed my mother-in-law's panties with both hands, preparing to pull them down, but my mother-in-law suddenly gripped them tightly, preventing me from doing so. At this point, I didn't hold back anymore. I simply grabbed the crotch of her panties and tore them in half. I then took out my penis and slowly rubbed it against my mother-in-law's vulva. At this moment, my mother-in-law sat up and said, "No, we've already gone too far, you absolutely can't do this." It seemed she still wanted to maintain her last line of defense, but I didn't know if she was genuine. I ignored her, lifted her buttocks slightly, and with a thrust of my waist, shoved my penis into her vagina and began to thrust. "You…," my mother-in-law started to say something, then suddenly stopped, letting out a soft "Ah!" It seemed she was ready to enjoy her son-in-law's ministrations. After a while, I picked my mother-in-law up and had her sit on my lap. At first, she was a little hesitant, sitting on me without moving much, but gradually her thrusting became faster and faster. Perhaps because of the vigorous shaking, the hair clip on her head fell off, and her long hair spread out, disheveled and covering her face. Her two large breasts swayed violently, creating a uniquely lewd beauty. I sat up abruptly, pressing my mother-in-law's body beneath me, and suddenly increased the speed of my thrusts. My mother-in-law's moans grew more urgent and lewd, her hands gripping the sofa cover tightly. Finally, I ejaculated, shooting countless sperm into my mother-in-law's uterus. I collapsed, lying on my mother-in-law's chest, rising and falling with her breasts. After

we got dressed, my mother-in-law said, "Give me that recording pen; I want to erase what's on it." I smiled smugly, "You really think it's a recording pen? It's just an ordinary pen, used to threaten you." My mother-in-law's face immediately changed, and she turned her head away, ignoring me. I quickly hugged her, saying, "Mother-in-law, it's all because you're too charming. I've always wanted to make love to you. Besides, you seem to enjoy it quite a bit." My mother-in-law sighed and said, "You bad son-in-law, you've even slept with your mother-in-law. You'll have to make it up to your mother-in-law later." Hearing this, I knew I was in for a lot of sex with my mother-in-law! It was truly exciting.
My mother-in-law's house was finally renovated, and we moved back in. But my game with her wasn't over; it got even more exciting.
One time, my mother-in-law came to my house alone for dinner and didn't leave until very late. My wife asked me to take her home, which I naturally agreed to. My mother-in-law lived on the 18th floor of a high-rise building, and there was no elevator after midnight. We had to climb the stairs. When we got to the 8th or 9th floor, my mother-in-law said she wanted to stop and rest for a while. I glanced up and saw her chest heaving with rapid breathing. I was instantly aroused. I went up to her, hugged her, and said, "I'm going to do you." My mother-in-law was startled: "Here?" I didn't answer. I took some newspapers out of my bag and laid them on the windowsill at the top of the stairs, then had her lean against the windowsill. That day, my mother-in-law was wearing a white shirt, a black pencil skirt, high heels, and flesh-colored stockings. I pulled the hem of her shirt out from under her skirt, unbuttoned it, pulled her bra up to her waist, and started kneading her large breasts. "Hurry up," my mother-in-law said. So I lifted my mother-in-law's skirt again, pulled off her pantyhose and briefs, kissed her snow-white buttocks, and pulled out my penis, inserting it inside. I hadn't expected her vagina to be so wet. After about a hundred or two thrusts, I saw someone coming upstairs from the window, so my mother-in-law and I quickly stopped and continued upstairs. When we got home, I found my father-in-law was already asleep, and my penis was painfully erect from not ejaculating. My mother-in-law seemed unsatisfied. So I pulled her into the bathroom, had her sit on the vanity, and unbuttoned her white shirt again. Her two white breasts fascinated me. I didn't remove her pantyhose; instead, I forcefully tore them and her underwear, put her legs on my shoulders, and inserted my penis into her vagina. With each thrust, my mother-in-law's high heels fell to the ground with a loud thud. I stopped immediately, and after a while, I heard my father-in-law's muffled voice: "Who is it?" "It's me, getting ready to take a shower," my mother-in-law quickly replied. My father-in-law seemed to have fallen asleep again. I turned on the tap, using the sound of the running water as a cover, and resumed thrusting. Five minutes later, my mother-in-law and I both reached orgasm.
I bought a car at the end of last year, and it became a favorite spot for my mother-in-law and me to have our secret trysts. I remember one time, my mother-in-law and I went to the supermarket. We deliberately got separated from the other customers and quickly returned to the garage. I sat in the back seat, and my mother-in-law sat on my lap with her back to me. She was wearing a light green, loose-fitting dress, and she wasn't wearing underwear, just sexy pantyhose, exposing a large portion of her genitals. I had her lift her hips up a bit, took out my penis, and then she sat down, my penis sliding right into her vagina. My hands weren't idle either, reaching inside her t-shirt. Good heavens, my mother-in-law wasn't wearing a bra, just a tight tank top underneath. It seemed she was making it easier for me to have sex with her. This kind of secret tryst was really exciting.

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