Chapter 16

How would I know?

“I’m using my hands.”

“Huh?” Really? In the living room?

“Yeah, my cousin and the others are asleep.”

“You’re really bold, aren’t you afraid of being seen?”

“Probably not, I really want one just talking to you. Sis, I’m looking at your picture right now!”

“Um……”

I want to kiss you.

“oh……”

“You were wearing a sexy, thin nightgown. I came over, hugged you, and kissed you passionately. Your lips were so soft and sweet…”

“Um……”

“Without realizing it, my hand climbed up to your full breasts…”

Jing’s body trembled slightly, and I cooperated by beginning to caress her alluring breasts.

“My hands roamed down your delicate body, gently kneading your buttocks…”

“Is it comfortable?”

“It felt so good! Then my hand slipped under your skirt and gently moved up your inner thigh…”

I’ll grab your hand and stop you from moving.

I deliberately stopped a centimeter below her underwear and teased Jing with my fingertips.

“I moved my hand away and began to stroke your smooth back, my tongue parting your red lips and finding your tongue…” The kid was quite patient.

“Um……”

“As our tongues intertwined, lost in passion, I suddenly grasped your lower body…”

Jing’s face flushed red, and she half-closed her eyes, leaning against me. My hand immediately covered her private parts, but she clamped my hands between her thighs, preventing me from moving.

“My fingers deftly caressed your most tender parts through your thin panties, and you were quickly soaked, panting as you clung to me…”

Jing’s breathing became rapid, and she grabbed my penis with her other hand and began to rub it.

“I pulled up your pajamas and took them off your shoulders. You raised your hands to cooperate, and then I turned you around so that you bent over facing the sofa…”

As I imagined this scene, a trickle of fluid welled up from my glans, and Jing’s hand felt so good…

“I pulled out my fully erect penis and pressed it against your vaginal opening, slowly rubbing it. Does it feel good, sister?”

I gestured towards Jing with my lip, signaling her to give me some encouragement. Jing absentmindedly typed “Mmm”.

“Do you want it?”

My fingers slipped inside the side of her panties, teasing the soft flesh between them. I scooped out a gush of vaginal fluid that moistened my middle finger. “Give it to him,” I whispered in Jing’s ear.

“think.”

“You turned and looked at me coquettishly, and with a forceful thrust, I entered you…”

Having anticipated this, I instantly inserted my middle finger into Jing. Jing’s mouth opened wide, and she let out a suppressed scream.

“Is it comfortable, sis?”

“Comfortable.”

Is it big?

“big……”

“I reached out and grabbed your breasts, and started fucking you…”

“bring it on!”

My fingers moved in and out rapidly, feeling the layers upon layers of “gentle caress”.

“I skillfully varied the depth and direction, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes left, sometimes right. Your vagina is so tight and slippery, it feels amazing!”

“Hmm…” Jing’s hand gripped my penis tightly, making me groan involuntarily.

“Sis, I want to hear you say you’re fucking me.”

“Fuck me!”

“Sis, how do you like me to fuck you?”

“Powerful, profound.”

“I’ll give it to you like this, all the way inside…”

“Oh…it’s so deep!”

“Sis, can I hug you from the front and have sex with you?”

“OK!”

“I carried you to the bed, looked at your beautiful face and perfect figure, lifted your legs, and inserted myself…”

“Lift my legs up high, and give them to me, one at a time…”

Jing’s cheeks were burning hot. I could feel the wet patch on the sheet under her buttocks with the back of my hand. My penis was pressing against her, and I whispered in her ear, “Wife, I can hardly stand watching this!” Jing gave me a flirtatious wink, then turned to look at what Xiao Feng had written.

“Your breasts are heaving from my fucking, I reached out and grabbed one, kneading it vigorously…”

“Pinch my nipples harder!” Jing groaned, saying the same thing to me.

As I watched this fantasy drama of sibling incest, images of Xiaofeng pressing down on Jing and thrusting wildly flashed through my mind. I couldn’t take it anymore… I suddenly ripped off Jing’s panties, grabbed my penis, and aimed it at her. Jing stuck her butt out to cooperate with me, allowing me to penetrate her from the side and behind. “Ah…” We both let out a satisfied sigh at the same time.

“I’m moving faster and faster, and it feels more and more comfortable…”

The only response he received was the sound of flesh colliding coming from the bedroom.

“You said my brother had sex with me!”

“Brother, fuck me!”

“Sis, I love fucking you…it feels so good…can I cum inside you?”

“Okay, give me a few quick ones.” Jing endured my words and struggled to write a few characters.

“I fucked you fast, making you swing your head and scream with your mouth wide open…”

“Ah,” Jing only had time to write one more word: “I’m coming! I’m shooting!”

…There was no movement for a long time. I had forgotten about Xiao Feng in the living room and just closed my eyes to enjoy my fiancée’s tight and wet vagina.

“Sis, I really came just now, did you enjoy it?”

“Yeah, he’s back. I’m logging off.” Jing had lost all interest in the fight.

“Oh, bye-bye!”

Jing, swaying from my ministrations, logged off and wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Fuck me…” she said in a trembling voice.

“You let your brother fuck you.”

“right……”

“Exciting, isn’t it?”

“Stimulate……”

“You were really into it just now!”

“It’s all because you like it.”

“You’re getting a good deal and you’re still acting innocent.” I said, but I didn’t stop working, making Jing twist and turn like a water snake.

“What… cheap… you guys got a good deal…”

“He probably ejaculated in the living room just now.”

“Um……”

“Think about your brother’s penis, so young and tender, it would feel so good to have it inside you!”

“Stop talking, it’s so perverted, I can’t take it… Oh… Oh…”

“He might be hiding outside the door eavesdropping right now!”

“Just listen!” The pleasure she felt from calming down made her very brave.

“Let him have his fun with you!”

Jing frowned and closed her eyes.

“Do you want your brother to ejaculate inside your uterus?”

“Hmm…” Jing was startled and hugged me.

“Let him implant you.”

“ah……”

I was ecstatic: “I’ll fuck you to death, you slut!”

“Come on! You.” Jing still had her eyes closed, her expression extremely lewd.

“I want to punch you, wife.”

Jing paused for a moment without speaking, then nodded, looking a little nervous.

“Slap!” I lightly slapped her across the face. It felt so good to be hitting her while having sex with a beautiful woman!

She let out a painful whimper.

“You slut!”

“Smack!” I hit a little harder, testing the waters.

“No…” Jing pleaded, shaking her head, which only fueled my lust.

“I’ll beat you up, and you’ll still have to fuck your slut!”

“Slap!” I slapped Jing so hard that tears welled up in her eyes, but I could feel her lower body squeezing me even tighter.

“You shameless slut, flirting and having sex with your own cousin right in front of your man!”

“Slap! Slap!” Amidst Jing’s tearful pleas, I vented my frustration.

“Aren’t you a slut?”

I was caught up in a frenzied excitement as I beat and fucked Jing. Jing dodged, howled, and twisted, then hugged me tightly.

“Husband, push harder, I’m coming!” Her voice was squeezed out of her throat, like someone on the verge of death.

I am gratified that I have awakened Jing’s masochistic desires; it gives me a feeling of standing at the top of the world.

“Faster…faster…” Jing pressed down on my buttocks and thrust me into her lower body again and again.

“You’re my whore!” I shouted in her ear, and then orgasm overwhelmed us. We screamed wildly, biting and scratching each other, lost in a carnal paradise…

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Chapter 8

Father-in-law commits incest with daughter-in-law; foolish son saves mother by sleeping with his own mother.

To continue the family line, the father-in-law harbored wicked thoughts and plotted to deceive his daughter-in-law. Mingxiu, heartbroken over her loss of virginity, remained unconceived. Old Man Wang was anxious and secretly urged his son, Dingwang, to try harder, as the Wang family had been a single-lineage line for several generations. Although Dingwang had a fourteen-year-old son, Dasha, Dasha was mentally challenged and considered intellectually disabled. Therefore, Old Man Wang repeatedly instructed his son Dingwang to persevere and continue the Wang family line. But fate was unkind; more than ten years passed, and Mingxiu still hadn’t given birth.

Old Wang married late, not having his son Dingwang until he was thirty. His wife later died of illness, and from then on, he placed all his hopes on his son Dingwang. Dingwang was only fifteen when he arranged a marriage for him, and the following year, as he had wished, they had a grandson named Da Sha. But strangely, since Da Sha’s birth, his wife’s belly had never swelled again. Even though Dingwang worked tirelessly every night, leaving him with dark circles under his eyes, his wife, Mingxiu, remained slender, her belly never protruding.

Old Wang was puzzled, thinking to himself, “Even a dry field, if irrigated every day, would eventually sprout a seedling, so why is my wife’s belly still not showing any signs of pregnancy?” The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and the less he could sleep. He finally got up, put on his clothes, and crept to his son’s door to eavesdrop on what was happening inside. Hey! What a coincidence! His son and daughter-in-law were talking softly! Mingxiu said, “Stop bothering us! We have to work early tomorrow morning!”

Ding Wang: “Sigh! I want to take a break too! But my father keeps urging me to have a son. If I don’t work hard, how can you possibly have one?”

Mingxiu: “But this isn’t a solution. You need to rest, right? Look at you, it’s always half-hard and half-soft, and your snot is flowing less and less. Even if my field is fertile, I still need to plow it deeper and water it more, right? If you force yourself to work hard and rush to sow seeds before you’ve even plowed it deeply, what good will a few drops do?”

Ding Wang: “Stop talking! Spread your legs wider! My penis is pretty hard right now!”

Old Wang listened by the door, his emotions shifting between anger and joy, worry and anxiety. He was angry that his son, so young, was so useless; he was happy that his son at least understood his good intentions. He worried that his son’s body couldn’t handle working so hard at night and during the day; he was anxious because the young couple talked for so long but never got down to business. Now that his son was in action, he couldn’t help but prick up his ears and listen intently.

Ding Wang’s rock-hard member, upon entering Mingxiu’s wet and warm vulva, immediately felt an overwhelming urge to ejaculate. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to hold back, and after calming down slightly, he began to thrust forcefully. Mingxiu, who had initially been merely going through the motions, was now aroused by his ministrations; she arched her legs, clamping them around Ding Wang, and her hips swayed and heaved. Outside the door, Old Wang, listening to the lewd moans and groans inside, found his own penis involuntarily becoming aroused as well.

Ding Wang, born with congenital deficiencies and later suffering from maladjustment, seemed quite enthusiastic in the heat of the moment; but after a few hard thrusts, he immediately ejaculated, dripping and dribbling. Ming Xiu, who had just begun to enjoy the pleasure, noticed his penis gradually softening and her vagina feeling empty; the discomfort was indescribable. She hurriedly arched her back, twisted her hips, and desperately clenched and thrust, moaning, “Just a little longer… just a little longer… ah!” Exhausted, Ding Wang could no longer hold back. His penis quickly shrank and slipped out of Ming Xiu’s body, and he collapsed limply, panting heavily.

Unsatisfied with her desire, Mingxiu looked at the exhausted Dingwang with a mixture of pity and resentment. She sighed softly and got up to use the outhouse. Holding a lamp, she went to the latrine outside, only to see her father-in-law, Old Man Wang, emerging from inside. They exchanged an awkward greeting and went about their business. Mingxiu squatted down and suddenly smelled a foul odor. Shining the lamp on her skin, she saw a sticky, whitish liquid dripping down the door. Her heart skipped a beat, and a sudden itch ran through her lower body. She thought to herself, ‘Could it be that at my father-in-law’s age…?’

Old Wang, who had quietly returned and was peeping through the outhouse, saw his daughter-in-law lift her long skirt, revealing her fair and tender lower body. His heart pounded wildly. He was an honest and conservative man, always considering himself an elder, and had never harbored any ill intentions towards his wife. But having just heard some love scenes, and now glimpsing his daughter-in-law’s young and voluptuous body, his long-dormant male instincts were suddenly aroused. Suddenly, an absurd thought flashed through his mind: ‘Since my son is impotent, why not impregnate my wife myself!’

The worst thing for a person is to be possessed by their inner demons. Once Old Wang’s evil thoughts arose, they were uncontrollable. He began to secretly spy on his daughter-in-law’s body, racking his brains to kiss her. His daughter-in-law, who was already quite beautiful, became a stunning beauty in his eyes, her body beneath her coarse clothes radiating lust and boundless carnal temptation. But his son Dingwang and grandson Da Sha were always around, so even with his intense desires, he could only indulge in fantasies in his mind.

The harvest was poor, and the crops failed. Just then, a wealthy family in a neighboring village was building a new house, and Ding Wang, relying on his carpentry skills, was hired to help. He earned more money than he would have from farming; however, the work was demanding, and he often had to stay out overnight. Seeing his son frequently away from home, Old Man Wang couldn’t help but have some thoughts: ‘Mingxiu is only thirty, in the prime of her life, and must be very horny; my son can’t satisfy her every day, if I could take advantage of her weakness…’

Old Wang took his grandson, Da Sha, to work in the fields. Da Sha was simple-minded but quite robust; though only fourteen years old, he was much taller than his father, Ding Wang. The two dug in the dry field for a while, filling a basket with withered, small sweet potatoes. Old Wang thought, “If I dig any further, I probably won’t find anything good.” So he told Da Sha to carry the basket back first, while he went to Old Li’s place in the neighboring village to chat idly.

Old Wang, having drunk a few cups of liquor, staggered back. He saw Da Sha sprawled out, fast asleep like a log, while his wife Mingxiu’s light was still on. He thought, “Still not asleep?” He went outside and peeked through her window. What he saw nearly made his eyes pop out of their sockets—Mingxiu was bathing naked!

The difference between a woman wearing clothes and not wearing clothes is like night and day. When she’s clothed, men can only look at her face; when she’s naked, men can see many more things. Old Wang, at this moment, was staring intently at her large, white breasts, then glancing…