Suddenly, Wang Xiulan's mind went blank, jolting her awake from her almost overwhelming desire.
She quickly withdrew her hand and glanced at Lin Zhe in alarm.
She looked again at her still fair and tender hand, which had almost committed a heinous crime. Although she hadn't actually touched it, she could almost feel the scorching heat emanating from that thick, fleshy penis still lingering on her fingertips.
In an instant, all the color drained from Wang Xiulan's face, turning her deathly pale.
Lin Zhe's thoughts returned to reality at this moment.
The lust in his eyes faded, replaced by boundless panic and shame.
At that moment, Lin Zhe, regaining his senses, frantically tried to stuff his still-erect penis, which had almost plunged him and his mother into an abyss, back into his pants.
However, because he was in such a hurry when zipping up the zipper, his large, purple glans got caught in it, and he gasped in pain.
"hiss..."
But the physical pain was nothing compared to the turmoil raging in my heart at that moment.
Lin Zhe could only grit his teeth and painstakingly stuff it back into his pants.
In the restroom, neither of them dared to look at the other.
As an elder, Wang Xiulan forced herself to turn around, straightened the collar of her cheongsam with trembling hands, and then haphazardly wiped her face in front of the mirror, trying to hide her distraught appearance.
She then opened the door first and practically fled the scene.
Lin Zhe watched his mother's retreating figure, took a deep breath, and followed behind her.
The air was filled with the unique scent of his mother, a mixture of perfume and fear. This scent caused Lin Zhe's erect penis, which had just weathered a storm, to twitch unnaturally.
...
When they returned to the living room one after the other, the atmosphere had become somewhat awkward.
Lin Jianguo was impatiently tapping the table with his fingers. He frowned as he looked at his wife and son's obviously strange expressions, but the alcohol made him too lazy to investigate further, assuming that the two of them had just had a disagreement.
Tonight's game hadn't really gotten very satisfying so far.
Su Yu, meanwhile, was leaning against the sofa not far from the dining table.
Two long, snow-white legs were crossed, gleaming like ivory under the light, their posture languid and alluring.
The black silk nightgown she wore barely covered the top of her thighs; although it didn't reveal her underwear, it only fueled the imagination.
Seeing her mother-in-law's deathly pale face and her husband's absent-minded appearance, she smiled faintly.
He thought to himself with smug satisfaction, "Hmph, you like to put on airs? Let's see how embarrassed you are!"
Just then, Lin Jianguo spoke in a hoarse voice, breaking the silence:
"Why did you take so long? Sit down quickly, let's continue the game!"
Wang Xiulan sat stiffly in her seat, her body ramrod straight, her hands gripping the hem of her cheongsam tightly, as if only in this way could she draw strength.
Because of what she had just experienced, she dared not look at anyone. Although her eyes were fixed on the cards in front of her, her mind was filled with her son's thick and grotesque penis.
That would be too much of a shock for someone who had been a full-time housewife for over twenty years.
If it weren't for the internet being so developed these days, the number of men she would have met after marrying Lin Jianguo would definitely not have exceeded ten.
Not to mention seeing something that big.
Lin Zhe also sat down in his original spot.
He didn't dare to look up either, because his parents were right in front of him. He could only turn his gaze to his wife, Su Yu, who was not far away.
At this moment, Su Yu's body, wrapped in a black nightgown and brimming with desire, was strangely overlapped in Lin Zhe's eyes with his mother's figure, dressed in an elegant cheongsam and still possessing a graceful figure.
Lin Zhe's desires became more distorted and complex than ever before, like a pot of boiling poison churning inside his body.
"Alright! Let's start a new round!"
As Lin Jianguo spoke, the game continued, and Su Yu returned to the table.
Before long, a triumphant smile appeared on Lin Jianguo's lips:
"It is still me, Your Majesty!"
Before everyone could finish looking at the number, Lin Jianguo eagerly announced it.
His gaze swept between Lin Zhe and Su Yu. The former trembled, while the latter still wore a bewitching smile.
"My orders are..."
The next moment, Lin Jianguo continued slowly:
"Number Two and Number Three, give me a real, deep kiss. A French kiss, lasting a full minute, no faking it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhe and Su Yu simultaneously turned over their cards.
Number two, Lin Zhe. Number three, Su Yu.
The air in the living room seemed to freeze again.
Wang Xiulan's body trembled violently. She looked up in disbelief at her husband, then at her son and daughter-in-law who were about to kiss her in front of her.
Wang Xiulan's lips trembled; she wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.
Let her watch her son, the son who had just exposed his genitals in front of her, kiss another woman.
The dual ethical dilemmas left Wang Xiulan feeling suffocated and almost unable to breathe.
Su Yu, on the other hand, seemed to be handling the situation with ease.
She gave Lin Zhe a flirtatious wink, and even stood up, swaying her hips as she walked up to him.
A fragrance, mixed with the smell of alcohol, enveloped Lin Zhe like an invisible net.
Lin Zhe's breathing became rapid.
As he watched his wife approach, he knew this was his father's revenge.
But he also knew that this was a great opportunity to vent the twisted desires in his heart.
Men are often easily controlled by their smaller self.
Recalling the thrilling scene from before, Lin Zhe's gaze involuntarily drifted past Su Yu's shoulder and glanced at his mother.
Seeing his mother's deathly pale face, a morbid pleasure instantly swept over Lin Zhe.
In the next instant, he suddenly stood up, grabbed Su Yu's waist, pressed her soft body tightly against his, and then kissed her fiercely.
"Hmm..."
Su Yu's exclamation was choked back.
This was no longer the performative kiss that Lin Jianguo and his wife had shared before; instead, it was filled with a sense of predation and possession.
A truly deep kiss.
Lin Zhe's tongue roughly pried open Su Yu's teeth, plunging in deep, stirring and sucking wildly, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
Su Yu was a little breathless from the kiss, but she did not resist.
She could clearly feel her husband's body trembling slightly, and through his trousers, a hard, iron-like penis was pressed firmly against her lower abdomen.
The size and heat seemed even more astonishing than when they were in the bathroom.
Su Yu was somewhat distracted by the commotion.
In the midst of their passionate kiss, Su Yu made an even bolder move.
Her hand, seemingly unintentionally, slipped down, following Lin Zhe's waistline, and came to his crotch.
Through the thin fabric of her trousers, Su Yu gently covered the thick, erect penis with her palm, even teasingly stroking its high, prominent outline with her fingers.
Lin Zhe froze abruptly, an indescribable electric current shooting from his lower body straight to the top of his head.
Even through my pants, I could still clearly feel the softness and warmth of my wife's hands.
That incredibly gentle touch, at this moment, ignited the fire within the man more intensely than any rough treatment.
Lin Zhe's mouth paused for a moment, just as he was about to resume stirring his wife's tender tongue, Su Yu slightly turned her head, brought her moist lips to his ear, and whispered in a voice filled with desire that only he could hear:
"Honey...you're so amazing...when we get back to the room, I'll make sure you pamper yourself...I'll let you release all the pent-up frustrations of today inside me..."
These words acted as the final catalyst, causing Lin Zhe to completely lose control.
The string of reason in my mind snapped with a "pop".
He stopped thinking about his mother and his father, and all that remained was the most primal desire to fuck the alluring woman in front of him hard!
Lin Jianguo witnessed this entire scene.
His gaze, like greedy tentacles, lingered tightly on his daughter-in-law Su Yu's alluring body.
Looking at her black silk nightgown, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, one could see how it accentuated her slender waist and full hips.
Looking at her two long, snow-white legs crossed together, glistening with a warm, milky sheen under the light, one couldn't help but want to reach out and touch that smooth skin.
He also saw how, during that passionate kiss, Su Yu's large breasts, covered in black lace, were pressed tightly against her son Lin Zhe's chest, their soft curves deformed as if they were about to break free from the thin fabric at any moment.
This is a scene brimming with youth, energy, and desire.
Through this image, Lin Jianguo felt the blood in his body begin to flow faster.
A familiar yet long-lost heat surged into his lower body.
He could feel his penis slowly but steadily awakening and hardening inside his trousers.
He even began to imagine what it would feel like to have his penis touched by Su Yu's soft little hand.
This young, unrestrained, and vibrant daughter-in-law is like a ripe peach, exuding an irresistible sweet fragrance.
The flames of desire burned fiercely in Lin Jianguo's heart.
He subconsciously turned his head, trying to find a resonance in his wife that could resonate with this desire.
However, when his gaze fell upon Wang Xiulan, Lin Jianguo's erect penis, which had just begun to rise, seemed to have been doused with a bucket of ice water and instantly went limp.
It was a deathly pale, bloodless face.
His lips turned bluish-purple from being pressed tightly together.
Wang Xiulan's eyes no longer held the gentle or arrogant look they usually had.
Instead, it was a complex expression that Lin Jianguo had never seen before, a mixture of pain, resentment, and humiliation.
Her gaze was fixed on her son and daughter-in-law as they kissed, as if she he wanted to devour them alive.
That look in her eyes was icy cold, enough to make your teeth ache.
The fire that had been burning in Lin Jianguo's heart was instantly extinguished.
Then, a nameless rage rose within him.
As a man, all he wants is an "understanding" wife;
A partner with whom you can enjoy the pleasures of family life.
Is it that difficult?
It is said that when people are well-fed and clothed, they think of lustful desires. Lin Jianguo was successful in his career, but he never had any extramarital affairs.
He usually goes home early after social engagements to spend time with his wife.
But what has this constant forbearance brought?
What did he get in return? His wife's cold shoulder? And the fact that he always finished things hastily?
Tonight, Lin Jianguo seemed to have completely unleashed his hidden discontent, constantly complaining inwardly:
"Whom is she condemning with this look? Is she condemning herself, the head of the household?"
For Wang Xiulan, every second felt like torture, and she didn't notice Lin Jianguo's angry and dissatisfied gaze.
The scene in the bathroom kept replaying in her mind.
My son's thick, monstrous penis, the bulging veins on it, the glistening liquid at the tip...
And what caused that thing to appear?
It's for Su Yu!
Now, he used the same mouth that had just told him, "I'll go soft after I ejaculate," to kiss that woman!
Jealousy filled her heart.
It was a jealousy so absurd that it terrified even herself.
At this moment, she was not angry because her husband's authority was being challenged, nor was she worried about family ethics; she was jealous of Su Yu!
She envy her for being able to openly receive her son's kisses; she envy her for being able to touch that thick, throbbing penis without restraint; she envy her for being able to indulge that youthful and wild desire!
It is said that a father will be saddened and tearful when his daughter gets married.
It's like a flower that you've painstakingly cultivated for twenty years being snatched away by someone else in the blink of an eye.
And isn't the mother the same?
A person you've raised, from a child to a boy, and now a man, is possessed by another woman.
To say that I felt no reluctance or resentment would be a lie.
That feeling, however, is perfectly concealed by the concepts of motherhood and societal ethics.
Finally, as if to prove the old saying "grandparents love their grandchildren more," that affection is transformed into care for the grandchildren, until time passes and it is completely worn away.
Tonight, Wang Xiulan also opened up a bit, revealing a lot of her deepest feelings.
At this moment, looking at the two bodies intertwined in front of her, Wang Xiulan felt a cold, empty throbbing pain coming from her lower body, the place that had become wet and hot with shame and curiosity.
She was restless, her fair fingers clenched tightly, trying to keep herself awake.
"Alright! One minute is up!"
Finally, Lin Jianguo's voice, tinged with anger, rang out.
Lin Zhe suddenly realized what was happening and abruptly released Su Yu.
The moment they parted, a glistening, ambiguous silver thread stretched between their lips and then quickly broke.
Su Yu's cheeks were flushed with passion, and her lips were slightly swollen from the kisses, making them appear even more luscious and beautiful.
Her large, soft breasts heaved violently with her rapid breathing as she looked at Lin Zhe with a dazed expression and a slight smile on her lips.
She could feel that Lin Zhe's thick penis was still as hard as an iron rod, which filled her with a sense of accomplishment.
After nearly two years of marriage, Su Yu finally regained that feeling of being in control tonight.
As the only daughter in her family and an absolute top student at school, Su Yu has basically never bowed her head in her life.
Whether it's the satisfaction of one's parents looking at their report card, the expectant gaze of a suitor, or the approving yet subtly eager demeanor of a superior...
Su Yu has always been like a queen, looking down on all living beings.
Lin Zhe, still savoring the afterglow of the kiss, subconsciously raised his head once more, his gaze passing over his wife and landing on his mother.
Their eyes met.
The scene seemed to freeze.
Lin Zhe saw brokenness, pain, and resentment in his mother's eyes...
There is also a trace of darkness that cannot be understood and is bottomless.
Lin Zhe felt as if those eyes were two sharp knives, piercing his heart.
As if entering a period of post-ejaculation tranquility, Lin Zhe calmed down.
But after the ultimate pleasure comes an even more extreme sense of shame and guilt.
From a young age, Lin Zhe had always been afraid of his father, Lin Jianguo, and it was his mother, Wang Xiulan, who soothed his unease.
In addition, Lin Jianguo was often away from home due to his busy work schedule during his childhood, so Lin Zhe spent most of his childhood with his mother.
But he never saw her as a woman.
But now, Lin Zhe knows that the invisible wall between him and his mother has begun to crack.
Because they shared a dirty and forbidden secret.
His intimate behavior with Su Yu just now seemed to have added fuel to the fire of this secret...
"cough!"
Lin Jianguo suddenly coughed loudly, drawing everyone's attention back to him.
The anger in his heart, and the desire that had been extinguished, made him, who had long held a leadership position, urgently need to regain control of the situation.
The game continued, and Lin Jianguo picked up the cards that had been shuffled on the table, flipped one over, and slammed it in front of everyone.
"It is still me, Your Majesty!"
"My order is... Number Four!"
His voice was cold and harsh as he stared intently at his wife.
Wang Xiulan stiffly lowered her head and turned over the cards in front of her.
Four of Spades.
At that moment, a cruel smile appeared on Lin Jianguo's face.
"My orders are simple."
His gaze swept over his wife's tightly wrapped cheongsam, from her slender neck to her still full breasts, and then to her thighs hidden by the slit in the hem.
He said, slowly and deliberately:
"Wang Xiulan, now, stand on the table and unbutton all the buttons on your cheongsam, one by one."
"Until...I call a halt."
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