Hearing my mom growl, I ducked back into the bedroom. She and Pops, had a weekly sex date, and after each time, she’d head straight to the bathroom for a shower, and I didn’t want to be caught in the middle of it.
I don’t know how many times I’ve heard the above conversation since I was thirteen. Five years passed and I kept spying on them yet also kept sighing and lamenting that they never made love properly. Every Friday night, at ten o’clock at night, they would join hands and go into their room, hoping that this time they would make each other orgasm.
Pops was a working man, a good family man who loved his family, but unfortunately, he was a complete failure at being a good lover. The highest record of ninety seconds, premature ejaculation, is his nightmare, is the cause of mom crazy. In order to make the old man lasting, mom always make every effort, however, in return, but the desire is dissatisfaction and exhaustion. Therefore, the result of long-term loss, counting down the old man became her habit.
However, while Pops was being scolded and embarrassed, I was getting satisfaction from peeping outside the room. The visual stimulation of watching my mom undress and seeing her legs spread wide open for my dad was self-evident. In fact, since puberty, my mom has been the only object of my sexual fantasies. I used to masturbate at bedtime, imagining her moaning and reliving the image of her wiggling her ass in an attempt to get Pops to snap out of it.
At the age of forty-one, she not only still had her charm, but her voluptuousness was no less than that of a model in her prime. Her hair color was bright gold, her full and round breasts, 36C, and her legs, which were about one hundred and seventy centimeters tall, were thin and slender. She had worked hard on her maintenance, and was unambiguous about it. The result of applying lotion every day made her skin still look white and red as if it was gelatinous.
I was on summer vacation, nineteen years old, a college student, a good-looking guy, the type of guy who gets extra points for getting girls. And of course, the first year of college is not to be wasted, so I change girls like changing clothes, and every week with a different girl dating. However, I still have sexual fantasies, and the target is still my mom, for the simple reason that she is the real perfect woman in my heart.
The sound of my parents arguing went on and on, with the topic of sexual dissatisfaction stuck in the air. Just as I was getting annoyed, there was a sudden silence, and it turned out that Pops had angrily left to get things ready for his business trip. He was going to be gone for a week, and tomorrow morning was his departure time, which meant that he would miss his cousin’s wedding tomorrow night. Mom hates to go to family gatherings alone, so Dad asked me to make sure I went with her. The offer was so good that I almost cheered.
Mom and I were very close, however, she could not have imagined that I was actually very “sexually” interested in her. I guess, if she learned of my fantasies, with her hysterical character, probably will be angry to the stomach bleeding it.
After masturbating, I got sleepy, looking forward to the time coming tomorrow night when I would attend the wedding reception with my mom, and I went to sleep.
Saturday was a rare summer day, cloudless but with a slight breeze. Dad left for the airport early in the morning, and Mom went to the beauty parlor to fix her hair and dress up. I soaked in the bathtub and imagined dancing with my mom. It was about three o’clock when she finally came home. After taking a shower, I went downstairs and met her getting ready to freshen up.
At four-thirty, everything was finally in place. I was dressed in a suit, while she was wearing a knee-length black one-piece dress with a U-neck shape that exposed most of her huge meatballs, with deep cleavage, which was fascinating. Her skin was as white as snow, which made her a perfect match for the black outfit.
In addition, she wore seductive black garter stockings and a pair of colorful red stilettos, which made her look even taller and brighter. And with the outfit, the curves of her buttocks were flawless.
“What are you looking at?” She snapped, not even noticing the strangeness in my eyes.
“No la. It’s just that you look really …… beautiful in this!”
“I’m all dressed up. Too bad your dad can’t see it. I’m buying this outfit for him, I just hope …… Ugh, never mind, it’s fine.”
Of course I knew she was dressed to make Daddy brave and knew her disappointment was because there was no one around to appreciate it. The opportunity was fleeting, and it was tonight. I must take certain actions to take my relationship with Mom further.
On the way to the wedding venue, I was in the driver’s seat, peeking at my mom’s legs from time to time. I wanted to take advantage of the fact that she was concentrating on driving to caress her legs. In this way, during the thirty-minute drive, I kept fighting with my evil desires.
Having just finished my freshman year of college, I was still treated like a child by my relatives. And when we showed up, I noticed that almost everyone, including my father’s brothers, were desperately trying to sneak a peek at my mother.
We dined at the same table with some familiar relatives, and the food tonight could only be described as ordinary. However, whether the food was good or not was not the point, all I could think of was how to find a way to make my mother obedient. Perhaps ask her to dance, I thought, or go for a walk. I didn’t believe that these methods would be useless. I had to have absolute confidence in myself, and confidence was the only way to create the power to influence others, and the only way to give me a chance to build a relationship with my mother that was different from the one I had had in the past.
At nine o’clock, the orchestra started playing and I invited my mom to dance a few songs. After four songs in a row, we were drenched in sweat. On the way back to my seat, I put my hand lightly on her waist and as I passed the bar I asked her if she would like a drink. She said she’d like a whiskey, and I was ready for two. With the heat and the thirst from dancing, it took only two or three sips for Mom to finish her drink.
Seeing how boozy she was, I immediately handed her another drink in my hand and asked her to dance a couple more times on the way. At ten o’clock, the lights dimmed and finally the first slow movement of the night appeared. I held her hand tightly so that no one would invite her away. The men in the room were all staring at my mother’s legs with greed in their eyes, and I thought that given the chance, they would have jumped at the chance to pounce on my mom. Palm to palm, holding her waist lightly, face to face, the distance between us is only a few dozen centimeters.
As we danced, we laughed about the transformation of some relatives we hadn’t seen for a long time. I don’t know if the alcohol was starting to get to her, but she seemed very happy and laughed loudly from time to time. Without realizing it, I smelled her charming perfume and felt her body heat as my body lightly touched.
The first song ends and the second will begin.
“Let’s go back and get some rest.” She said.
Can’t afford to miss the only chance I’ve got, and I think now is the perfect time. “Mom, don’t! It’s a rare chance for me to dance with a gorgeous woman!” Saying those words in one breath, I suddenly realized that my heart was beating horribly fast.
She gave me a skeptical look and then laughed, “Save those words for your girlfriend.”
Seeing that she was ready to leave, I immediately pulled her back. “Mom, please, just finish this one dance.”
She reluctantly agreed. We reverted to the same dancing position we had just been in, the only difference being that this time I put both my hands on her waist.
She put her hand on my shoulder in a seemingly awkward manner, constantly trying to put a little more distance between the two of us. Of course I wouldn’t let her, and as the music progressed, I slowly moved closer to her. No more words were spoken, and she turned her head away from me, unwilling to look me in the eye. When our distance was reduced to a dozen centimeters remaining, I said softly, “Mom, it’s so nice to dance with you.”
She didn’t respond to my words, she just joked to herself about her uncle’s cheap costume, she didn’t swing her attention to me at all. That was good, it saved her from noticing the bulge in my crotch, not to mention, I could wrap my arms around her while she was distracted. Taking a deep breath, I stride forward and collide head-on, letting the protruding part of my pants stall touch her body.
Miscalculation! I shouldn’t have let my dick touch Mom’s lower abdomen directly.
Mom suddenly pushed me out of the way and bellowed, “What the fuck are you doing? You pervert! I’m your mom, not a whore. Don’t try to take advantage of me in a dirty way. David, now be a good boy and go back to your seat, and don’t let anyone else find out about the stupid thing you did!”
I felt a shaking of the sky and earth, and I wanted to dig a hole in the ground to hide myself immediately. The worst had finally happened, the dream, shattered!
The rest of the day, I stayed away from my mom. After the wedding reception, I found an excuse to ask my uncle to drive me home.
Lying in bed, my thoughts were very confused. I thought about the feel of her, her scent, her legs. However, the image changed and she suddenly looked horrible, from the kind mother to the lowly whore who had humiliated me. Damn, I felt so angry at the thought. I’m eighteen years old and she treats me like I’m eight! No matter what, I must get my face back before I do.
The call for retaliation sounded, I’m going to nail her hard and show her who’s boss!
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The day after the ****ing humiliation, I got up extra early.
As soon as I got out of bed, I went straight to my desk and turned on my computer. I entered my favorite chat room, opened the contact list, and checked if my Internet buddy “C-Man” was online. 26 years old, C-Man works in Hollywood and specializes in photography and editing. We often compete in chat rooms by choosing a woman and starting a sweet-talking game to see who will end up as the woman’s virtual sex partner of choice. We occasionally meet at a bobblehead bar and have a drink or two.
“C-Man” is my mentor in the love world, and has taught me a lot of tricks to get girls. He knows that I am obsessed with my mom, and he jokes about it every now and then. However, he didn’t think I was sick for being obsessed with my mom. He always said that as long as you know what you’re doing, there’s no such thing as right or wrong.
I don’t know many people in the community, and he’s the only one of them who can offer useful advice. So, I let him know about last night’s tragedy and asked him to help me think of a way to get my mom back. Finally, I gave him my home address and invited him to come to my home at three o’clock in the afternoon.
Throughout the morning, I tried not to meet up with my mom. In the unfortunate event of a meeting, I was apologizing profusely while she was counting her blessings.
“I know you’re growing up, David. But wake up, I’m your mom yeah! Let’s forget about last night and get on with our lives.” With that said, she changed into a pink bikini and strolled over to the garden pool to sunbathe.
When the time came to two-thirty, I, who had remained in the house, prepared to be a dutiful son by serving her a cool, thirst-quenching cold drink. Taking two sleeping pills from her medicine jar, “Dang,” I dropped them into the drink.
“David, thanks, I was just about to have a cold drink.” She took the spiked cold drink from my hand, “I’m glad you were thoughtful, the sun almost made me dizzy today.”
Back in the room, through the window, I saw my mom gulp down the drink, and then the drug slowly kicked in.
At three o’clock, the doorbell rang right on time, and it was none other than Mr. C. who came. After welcoming him, I asked him to wait in my room. Everything was ready and all we needed was the final step in order for my plan to succeed.
At 3:15, I told my mom that there was a maintenance guy in my room working on the V8. my words upset her. Not wanting strangers to see her in her bikini, she tried to get up and put on a big scarf. However, under the influence of the sleeping pills, she was weak and drained of energy.
“David, I might be getting a little heat stroke, help me back inside.”
I assisted her to the living room and sat her on the couch. I turned around and asked Mr. C to come downstairs and ask him to meet my mother. And as the seconds ticked by, Mom’s strength and spirit disappeared drop by drop.
Mr. C came downstairs with a V8 in his hand and then introduced himself to his mom. Mom tries to speak, but she can’t even get a word out as her consciousness turns fuzzy.
Looking back at C-Man, I signaled for action.
As good things go, so do bad things. “David, shit, your lens is broken.” He cursed. “Go get a new one and get back here, I can fix it right away and then have everything done in an hour. I’ll start by washing the stuff out of this videotape of yours, so go get it.”
Before I left the house, I looked down at my mom and then yelled that I was going out to the store. “Mom, do you hear me? I won’t be gone long, so lay back.”
When I came back, my mom was already half asleep, so I asked C-Man to hurry up and finish the tools. A little while later, Mr. C placed the V8 on the table, pointed the camera at his mom and pressed the red video button.
I stood by the door to keep a lookout and watched quietly as my accomplice sat down next to Mom. He put one arm around mom’s shoulders and one hand on her thigh. Wasting no time at all, he quickly slipped his hand inside her bikini. Mom mumbles something that sounds like she’s yelling for him to stop. But who would want to let go of the meat in her mouth? Mom’s feeble resistance made it sound like she was trying to resist, but C-Man was no longer polite and ripped off her bikini, and her big, round tits popped out in the process.
Oh, my God! What beautiful tits! I wanted to rush over and ravage those tits, to take the nipples into my mouth. As C-Man lowers his head and prepares to suck on her nipple, Mom tries to push him away. However, the weak resistance created an interesting scene, as the two of them looked like they were having a good time, and true to form, C-Man kept Mom’s face right in front of the camera throughout the time he was sucking on her, making sure that every move was recorded with her expression on it. I urged him to move faster and he immediately removed Mom’s swim trunks. He lifted her legs, spread them apart, and had Mom lie down on all fours.
Lush pubic hair, on stage. The sight of that beautiful private part made me want to pull out my cock and masturbate, but unfortunately, with my friends around, I had to suppress the thought. With mixed feelings in my heart, I watched as Mr. C buried his face between my mom’s legs and watched him spit out his tongue and lick my mother’s honey pot. She let out a muffled moan and the whole thing was on the verge of falling asleep. I gestured for C-Man to put Mom’s hands around his neck, which he did, and tucked them under his shirt so they wouldn’t slip off. If anyone saw the scene, they would think that Mom had pressed C-Man’s head into her legs and asked him to lick her deeper. After PinYu, Mr. C kissed Mom and pulled down his pants.
“Hey!” I shouted, “Remember, no inside shots.”
He gave me a mocking smile and said, “Don’t worry, I’m not a premature ejaculator. Just watch, I’m going to fill your mom’s vagina with my dick.”
Heart racing, my mind raced. How could I not be worried? Mom isn’t on the pill, and I don’t want her to win the lottery and get pregnant. I also remembered why I chose Mr. C as the main character. He is clean and has a steady girlfriend of four years. While I was thinking about this, Mr. C. lifted my mom’s leg up high, and his dick entered her pussy.
He began pumping hard. Mom’s hands were spread out at her sides and she was stifling grunts. And I just stood by and watched my best friend play with the goddess of my heart. Ten minutes later, it was over.
He stood up, put on his pants and turned off the V8. “David, come on, go to my house. We’ll edit it properly and cut a masterpiece that could win an adult movie Oscar trophy. By the way, you don’t mind if I cum inside your mom, do you? I really can’t help it.”
“It’s okay, just think of it as retribution for her humiliating me last night.” I walked over to my mom and looked at her sleeping face. My hands landed on top of her bosoms and gently rubbed them. Mom’s pussy reeked of the stench of C-Man’s cum. I inserted my finger into my mother’s flesh and slowly stirred it, coating the walls of her vagina with cum.
Suddenly, C-Man spoke up and reminded me to put on my mom’s bikini and fix her appearance. After that, we drove to C-Man’s house, where he cut a super realistic porno with skill and professionalism. The mother in the movie looked like a slut, completely forgetting her married status and enjoying being fucked by other men. I asked him to make some copies for me and to make sure that the master tape was returned to me. I don’t want this movie to get out. I was the only one who could have it, and it was my ultimate weapon against my old mom in the future.
When I got home, I found my mom fresh out of the shower. I knocked on her door and asked if she was feeling better. Did she have any memory of what had just happened? Was she really asleep? Just to make sure, I kept asking, “Mom, is it really okay?”
“Honey, it’s fine. It’s just that I just slept for over three hours and I was a little dizzy when I first woke up, but it’s not a problem. Besides, I just had two Aspirin Zeros and took a bath, so my strength is slowly returning.”
“That’s fine, mom.” I replied calmly. “I was worried just before I left the house when I saw how bad you looked. Well, you get some rest and I’ll just take care of dinner.”
“Thanks, honey, so get ready and I’ll be back downstairs.”
We enjoyed a calm and uneventful dinner. It seems that Mom has no memory of the afternoon’s events at all. She was full of energy and smiled all night long. That night, I went back to my room and watched an “action movie” with my mom in it over and over again.
The next morning, Mom was out shopping. This gave me a chance to set up, and I was going to arrange for my mom to see her wonderful performance. It would be a lie if I didn’t panic, but I tried to pull myself together; after all, strength is the only thing that makes things happen. She had always treated me as a pawn, and now it was time for me to find my confidence and regain control.
Nearly midday, my mother returned, and I thoughtfully helped her pick up her large bag of loot. After placing these things in order, I asked my mother to come to the living room to talk.
“What’s wrong? You’re so serious. Don’t talk about the other night. We agreed we’d forget about it.”
“Mom, no. Sit down.” I followed and sat down, “When you left the house in the morning, the doorbell rang, but when I went to answer the door, I didn’t see half a person, I only found a package and a note.” After saying that, I handed her the videotape and the note.
The note was unnamed and read, “Thank you for the good times, you can keep this videotape, I have no need to keep it.”
I added that when I opened the box, I found the videotape. There were fifteen other copies inside, and the movie was about twenty minutes long.
“What’s in there?” She asked.
“Mom, you have the right to choose your own life, and I really don’t want to interfere.” Seeing my serious face and heavy tone, she became more and more confused. “I really love this family, however, also because I love you and Dad, I don’t want Dad to be treated like an idiot.”
“What exactly are you trying to say?” She asked.
With trembling hands, I turned on the TV and pressed play on the VCR. In this moment, I could hardly breathe. This was the moment that would either bring my relationship with my mom closer or break it down.
On the screen played, the image of her old mom lying on the couch in a white bikini. Her eyes slowly widened, her sight fixed on the TV without letting go. Then, a man appeared from behind the camera and sat beside her. Watching the content of the movie, her mouth opened wide in disbelief, and her whole body stiffened, as if she were a dummy doll.
“What…what…what the fuck is going on here?” Her tone was one of pessimism and shock and grief and anger. “Who was that man? When did this happen? How did it happen?”
The way I feel, it’s bad! It seems that she has lost some control. However, how can I not stop when the arrow is on the string? Remembering again the tone in which she belittled me, remembering the humiliation of that night, I told myself that I would never stop!
Mom walked towards me, snatched the remote control, and then exited the videotape in her hands. On her forehead, a cold sweat began to break out, and her body, she couldn’t help but tremble. I stood quietly, giving her some time to think. She could no longer remember that I was the one who let the man in the movie in, she had no recollection of the man at all, the time it happened, it was difficult to recall, and to add to her distress, she questioned why she couldn’t remember anything.
“Where were you yesterday?” She growled.
“Forgot? Didn’t I get kicked out of your door yesterday afternoon?” I added, “Weren’t you too busy hooking up with strangers?”
“Hook up? Hook up my ass! I was raped and have absolutely no memory of it.” Tears, coming to her eyes.
“Mom, don’t lie to me. You looked like you were enjoying yourself. Did you see the looks, hear the moans? Would a rape victim behave like that? It’s obvious that you’re in love. As for what I’m trying to say, how can you bring an affair partner home?”
“Affair partner?” She yelled at me as hard as she could, “Get the hell outta here!” She ran back to the bedroom, movie tape in hand, crying as she did so.
I sat in the kitchen, waiting for her to calm down a bit. Thirty minutes later, she reappeared with undried tears on her face.
“I’m going to call the police.” She whispered.
“Fuck!” I cursed. Time to make the plan move faster than it should.
“Mom, sit down and think about it. You don’t want the neighbors to know about this, do you? Whether it’s a rape or an affair, you should keep it quiet, what if he gets irritated and comes back to you? Besides, since he even returned the copies to you, doesn’t that mean he’ll never show up?”
“That’s right, copies! Give it to me now!” She spoke forcefully.
“Don’t rush it, listen to what I have to say first, maybe you can walk away from this whole thing in one piece.” I stood up and held out my hand, asking her to follow me into the living room. She cried and cried and followed me. I told him that at the moment, with just the two of us knowing about this and with copies in hand, there was nothing to fear. No question of intimidation, none at all.
However, instead of listening to my exposition, she just repeatedly asked me to give her the copy. So, I made a condition.
“I should have let Pops know about this, but, again, I didn’t want to hurt you. You know, I adore you.” At this point, I wrapped my arms hard around her shoulders and then held her tightly in my arms. I could feel her breasts against my chest. “Mom, I won’t tell. I don’t want you to be looked down upon by your friends or neighbors. I also promise I’ll never let the videotape get out, as long as you promise me one thing, “Help me”!”
She stops sobbing and turns her curious gaze to me. Her eyebrows rose, the usual facial expression when she has questions.
“What do you mean? What do you mean ‘help’?”
I put my hands on her knees and moved upward, gently stroking her thighs.
“You know exactly what I mean.” I said, “I’m an adult with physical needs and endless questions about sex. Perhaps, you could be my sex mentor.”
The woman in front of me had a lot of power; when I was young, her words were holy orders, and when I made a mistake, no matter with my hands or with my mouth, she could always beat me up. Therefore, to be able to say these words, my heart is very surprised.
Frowning, she snapped up and looked down at me, screaming, “How did you become such a pervert? You…you asshole!” After speaking, she quickly ran back inside the bedroom.
I went out and left her home alone. I thought it was time to give her some time to think hard about her situation. I went to a bar and drank several large beers in a row, constantly contemplating what I had done to my mother.
Sister-in-law Shifen:[Ha, look at you looking so mesmerized] Me:[Yes, my little nephew is so cute, I got so mesmerized by him.]
Sister-in-law: [Well,, lending you a hug], I took my little nephew from my sister-in-law’s hands, and in the process, I accidentally glanced at my sister-in-law’s breasts, [wow, so white and round] I thought to myself, “I’ve just been looking at my little nephew, and I didn’t even notice that my sister-in-law’s breasts are so beautiful,” I was not interested in my little nephew on the hand, and I looked at my sister-in-law’s breasts and stared at her for a few seconds, and then, when my sister-in-law handed the baby over, she turned around to button up her underwear and put her blouse back on before turning around and playing with me. After handing over the baby to me, she turned around and buttoned up her underwear and put on her blouse before turning around and playing with her little nephew with me. But now I had a feeling that I had never had before, I suddenly felt that Sister-in-law Shifen was so beautiful, with the charming style of a young woman, especially when she was playing with her little nephew with me, the display of motherly love, which made me fascinated by her appearance. We were teasing our little nephew together, and my sister-in-law was so close to me that our faces almost touched each other. The air was filled with Shifen’s sister-in-law’s fresh hair scent and light body odor, which was so compelling that I tried to inhale a few times. From time to time, my sister-in-law was teasing my little nephew, and her arm would also lean against my chest unintentionally, and my penis gradually reacted to such a scene. Sister-in-law: [I’ll take care of the baby for you, I have to go and wash the clothes] I was a bit reluctant to see my sister-in-law leave the sofa, and I was holding my little nephew who was smiling happily in my hand, and I had some unfulfilled feelings. Sister-in-law went to wash the clothes, and at this time, I thought of a lot of pornographic literature that said, masturbating with women’s panties would be very pleasurable, so my inner evil thoughts moved to the underwear of my sister-in-law Shifen, it was just a shame that she had worn it, but I had to wash the panties. My sister-in-law was washing them, but as a second best, there were still a few pieces of her panties in the sun on the balcony, so in the evening, when everyone wasn’t paying attention, I would take one of them and go back to my room to feel the pleasure.
In the evening, I stole a pair of my sister-in-law’s panties and went back to my room. After I got an erection, I put the panties over my penis and rubbed it back and forth, and really, the soft and silky panties on my glans gave me an indescribable pleasure, and I fantasized about the beautiful body of my sister-in-law, who was the owner of the panties, and then I spewed out a stream of semen, which was all over her panties, and I kept on cumming for a few days. After each ejaculation, I would use toilet paper to wipe off some of the semen and keep a little bit of it on the top, then hang my sister-in-law’s panties back on the balcony, and imagined that my semen was sticking to my sister-in-law’s bottom, just imagining it would make me excited.
That afternoon, I was watching TV in the living room with my mom, my sister-in-law, my nephew, and I. The topic of post-partum slimming was discussed on TV, and my sister-in-law and my mom were discussing it passionately, and all of a sudden, they mentioned me, and my mom said, “Shifen, you can go swimming, there is a free pool in our community, and it’s a good sport to do.
Fanny:[Mom, but I don’t know how to swim] Mom:[It doesn’t matter, Xiaoxiang is good at it, he has a lifeguard license, how about letting Xiaoxiang teach you how to swim when you have time?] Shifen:[I’m afraid Xiao xiang will find it troublesome] Hearing that I can teach my sister-in-law how to swim, I said immediately:[No, I will be happy to teach my sister-in-law] Mom:[Well, Xiao xiang, from tomorrow onwards, you can teach your sister-in-law how to swim in the afternoon, I’ll take care of my grandchildren].
Shifen:[Mom, I’m sorry] Me:[No, sister-in-law, I’m a very good swimmer, my little nephew will be fine with my mom, you just concentrate on learning to swim with me] Shifen:[That’s right, well, I’m going to go and buy a new bathing suit later, I can’t wear the old one.
That night, I couldn’t wait for dawn to come, I was as excited as when I was going on a hike in elementary school, I couldn’t sleep, and just the thought of teaching my sister-in-law how to swim the next day made me incredibly exhilarated.
The next afternoon, my sister-in-law and I went to the swimming pool, she changed into a basket-colored one-piece bathing suit, her body was wrapped up tightly, but she still couldn’t hide her good figure, the bathing suit was a little bit tight, and it showed my sister-in-law’s physique completely in front of my eyes, with her white skin, revealing a large part of her beautiful legs, and rounded buttocks, which made people want to go up and down, I helped my sister-in-law to the middle of the swimming pool, the depth of the water was about 145 cm, and her height was only 154 cm. The depth of the water was about 145 centimeters, and my sister-in-law’s height was only 154 centimeters, when she came to the center of the pool, she was almost on her toes, of course, I did it on purpose, at this moment, my sister-in-law was desperately grasping me, Shi-Fen: [Xiao-Chiung, this is so deep, can we go to a shallower place to practice?]
I replied: [Sister-in-law, you have to practice in deep places to learn faster, just hold on to me] Sister-in-law Shifen nodded: [Well,, don’t let go of me,,] I thought to myself, of course I won’t be able to let go of you, I can’t wait to get stuck on you with more oil.
I held my sister-in-law’s waist and asked her to practice breathing, once, twice, three times, about ten times later, seeing that she was a bit out of breath, I intentionally sprayed her with a bit of water when she was breathing, only to see that my sister-in-law choked on a mouthful of water due to the shock, then she slipped and fell down in the water, and I saw this and swam over to her side to embrace her from the back, I felt out that she was petite in stature, so I could easily hold her in my arms, and pacify her! I said it’s okay, don’t be afraid.
Then Sister-in-law Shifen turned to face me, her hands around my neck for fear of falling, nervous tears, this is the first time I look at my sister-in-law so close, white skin, big watery eyes, suddenly felt that she is very beautiful, at this time I can not help it, one hand stroked her and her lovely cheeks tightly pressed against my neck, and the other hand secretly stroked her legs under the water, so slippery and thin legs, I seem to forget that she is my sister-in-law, I quietly grabbed her buttocks a few times, secretly eat her tofu, because Shifen sister-in-law has been stunned, and did not know that I am now on my sister-in-law, secretly eat her tofu, because I was scared, and did not know that I am now on my sister-in-law. I seem to have forgotten that she is my sister-in-law, I quietly grabbed her buttocks a few times, and secretly ate her tofu, because Shifen’s sister-in-law had been stunned, and didn’t know what I was doing to her, we just kept this position until my sister-in-law coughed up the choked water, and brought my sister-in-law to the shore, she cried and reddened her eyes, Shifen: [I don’t want to swim today, it’s so scary] It seems that I have gone too far today, [Okay. We’ll change to a shallower place to practice tomorrow.] Then Mrs. Shifen rubbed her eyes and gently hit me a few times, [I was scared to death just now, thank you].
I thought that my sister-in-law would reject water because she choked on it the day before, but she took the initiative to ask me to teach her how to swim again the next afternoon, so I was happy to take her to the poolside and try my best to eat her tofu. We practiced kicking the water by the poolside, and I first asked my sister-in-law to hold on to the side of the pool with both hands, while I helped her in the water. The other hand wasn’t idle either. I caressed my sister-in-law’s buttocks and told her: [Relax your buttocks and legs].
In this way, I touched her buttocks and her smooth thighs. My sister-in-law’s buttocks were really soft, and I was happy to eat her tofu all the time in the water. I pinched and kneaded her buttocks nonchalantly and reminded her as if she was being kind: [Sister-in-law, your buttocks are still too stiff, just relax.] Looking at my sister-in-law’s fair face, and her pair of beautiful legs that were in proportion to her body, as well as her soft buttocks, my penis had already risen to a great height. I deliberately put my lower body against my sister-in-law, and wrenched her thighs, and started to caress her involuntarily. I saw that she did not have any reaction, so I pushed my penis against my beautiful sister-in-law, and enjoyed the pleasure brought by her, and in the end, due to too much excitement, I ejaculated all of my semen in my swimming trunks, which was a very stimulating sensation. My whole body was already in a state of ecstasy, and Shifen’s sister-in-law was totally unaware that I had already taken advantage of her to comfortably finish her shot, and she still continued to practice hitting the water on the shore, not knowing that my brother-in-law had actually ejaculated beside her.
Soon after, I saw a small piece of white semen in the water, which had flowed out of my swimming trunks. I picked it up, and on the pretext of wiping my sister-in-law’s face, I wiped the semen on her face with one hand, and in this way, for the first time, I wiped my sister-in-law’s lovely face with my semen.