Su Yu stood dazedly to the side, watching the vivid, sensual scene unfold.
She wore a tight black mini-dress, her legs sheathed in sheer black stockings that revealed the skin beneath. Her toes dug restlessly into the tatami mat.
Watching her husband press down on her sister, his cock—the one that belonged to her—now buried deep inside Lin Yue's body, thrusting in and out, drawing out streams of lewd, milky fluid.
Her sister's wanton expression, those heavy breasts swaying with each impact, that exquisitely beautiful face twisted in pleasure—everything assaulted Su Yu's senses.
Especially Lin Yue's mouth.
Those slightly parted red lips, the pink tip of her tongue visible as she panted and moaned.
As if bewitched, Su Yu walked over.
She knelt beside Lin Yue's head, her movements gentle, and whispered, "Sis, your mouth is so beautiful."
Lost in the pleasure of being fucked by her brother, Lin Yue's mind was a muddled mess. She barely registered what her sister-in-law had said.
"Ah... Xiao Yu... what... husband is too amazing... sister's going to be fucked to death..."
Before she could finish, a pair of warm, soft lips pressed against hers.
Huh?!
Lin Yue's eyes flew open, her pupils contracting sharply.
Su Yu's red lips were pressed tightly to hers, bringing a sensation entirely different from a man's—smooth, soft, carrying a faint, sweet fragrance. There was no scratch of stubble, only a gentle, watery tenderness.
Enchanted by Lin Yue's aroused, parted lips, Su Yu couldn't resist leaning in to kiss her. Without giving her a chance to react, Su Yu's pink, slick tongue slipped in like a nimble loach, prying open Lin Yue's pearly teeth.
In that moment, the scene became both bizarre and intensely lewd.
Below, Lin Zhe was no longer gently exploring the shape of his sister's pussy with his glans. Instead, he was thrusting with powerful, vigorous strokes, each impact producing sharp, slapping sounds. With every in-and-out motion, wet, squelching noises echoed lewdly.
Her upper body was pressed against Su Yu, who held her sister-in-law's face and engaged in a deep, passionate kiss with her own tongue.
Lin Yue was utterly overwhelmed by this dual assault.
Below, there was a hard, invasive force, while above, there was a soft, entangled struggle.
The stark contrast felt like a lightning strike to her senses.
"Mmm... ah..."
Lin Yue wanted to resist, but her tongue was tightly held by Su Yu, leaving her no room to retreat.
Su Yu kissed with intense focus.
Like an adventurer exploring uncharted territory.
She used her tongue to map every inch of her sister-in-law's mouth, savoring the unique, delicate sensation shared between women.
Lin Yue's tongue was soft, carrying a faint sweetness, a stark contrast to Lin Jianguo's tobacco-laced mouth or her husband Lin Zhe's lustful kisses. This feeling...
Was surprisingly pleasant.
As their tongues continued to intertwine, Su Yu was astonished to discover a surge of unprecedented heat rising from her lower abdomen—an excitement even more intense than simply having sex with a man.
Like a moth drawn to a flame, Su Yu kept sucking, her tongue entwining with Lin Yue's, much like two small fish playing in water, chasing, coiling, and sucking each other.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
The sound of their exchanged saliva echoed between their lips, sounding utterly indecent.
Lin Zhe, thrusting vigorously, glanced down at the scene.
Two stunning beauties—one his sexy, fiery wife, the other his voluptuous, alluring sister.
Right beneath him, kissing passionately in front of his eyes.
Their tangled tongues, the silvery strands of saliva, their dazed expressions...
Fuck!
It was so damn arousing!
Taking in the sight, Lin Zhe felt his cock swell even larger, the veins throbbing violently as if it were about to explode.
"Sis, does it feel good? Getting fucked by your brother while being forced to kiss your sister-in-law... you slut..."
Lin Zhe growled, quickening the pace of his hips.
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!
Like a storm raging, each thrust drove his thick cock deep into the core of his sister's pussy, stretching her already tight walls to their limit.
"Mmmph—!!"
Lin Yue was nearly suffocated by her brother's sudden, violent assault.
But with her mouth blocked by her sister-in-law, she couldn't cry out, only managing muffled whimpers.
Waves of indescribable pleasure surged over her, one after another, bringing conflicting thoughts.
Lin Yue felt like a small boat tossed in a storm, on the verge of capsizing yet yearning to be completely engulfed.
Before long, Su Yu, still kissing, sensed Lin Yue's body tensing up and knew she was close to her limit.
She intensified her efforts, sucking on Lin Yue's tongue even more fervently.
The pleasure kept building.
The physical penetration by her brother, combined with the forced kiss from her sister-in-law, pushed Lin Yue rapidly toward the edge.
"Ah... mmm!!"
With Lin Zhe's final, jackhammer-like thrusts, Lin Yue's body stiffened abruptly.
Deep inside her bare pussy, it contracted violently as if being ruined, tightly gripping Lin Zhe's thick, invading cock. The inner flesh writhed and squeezed frantically, as if trying to consume and merge with the intruder, becoming one.
In the very next instant, a scalding stream of fluid burst forth from her cervix with a soft pfft, splashing directly onto Lin Zhe's glans and even trickling down the shaft, soaking the tatami mat beneath.
"Hah—"
Just then, Su Yu released her mouth, allowing Lin Yue to gasp for air, breathing heavily as if her bones had been pulled out. She collapsed onto the floor, eyes rolled back, with only the faint twitching of her thighs hinting at the intensity of her climax.
Su Yu also panted, lifting her head.
A glistening thread of saliva connected their lips, now indistinguishable as to whose it was, forming a suggestive, silvery line.
Seeing that his sister had been satisfied, Lin Zhe let out a long, relieved sigh.
Perhaps the intensity of the scene had paradoxically calmed him. He thought to himself that such moments might recur frequently in the coming days, so he suppressed the urge to ejaculate.
After lingering for a few dozen seconds, Lin Zhe slowly withdrew his cock from her still-quivering entrance.
Pop—
Their bodies fit together so perfectly, and with the abundance of her arousal, the withdrawal produced a sound like a cork being pulled from a bottle.
Looking down, he saw the swollen, gaping entrance, filled with white froth and slickness, even revealing glimpses of deep red, tender flesh within.
Then, Lin Zhe waved his still rock-hard shaft, now glistening with his sister's fluids, toward Su Yu.
"Honey, I didn't know you had this kind of interest?" he teased with a smirk.
Su Yu, still savoring the taste of the kiss, shot her husband a look—three parts feigned annoyance, seven parts seduction—that sent a thrill through him.
"What? You get to have your way with sis, but I can't have a little fun too?"
She then turned to Lin Yue, who was still dazed, and gently poked her sister's trembling nipple.
"Hehe, right, sis? Did that feel good?"
Lin Yue slowly began to regain her senses, her gaze hazy as she looked at the two of them.
"Huh?"
The momentary blankness had left her disoriented.
That kiss… had been utterly wild.
Even though she had willingly sought intimacy with her brother, she never imagined she would one day share a passionate kiss with his wife.
Noticing her confusion and fearing she might feel awkward upon fully realizing what had happened, Su Yu quickly brushed it off.
"Never mind, never mind. Sis, you should rest."
With that, she crawled toward her husband, her eyes fixed on his thick, slick cock.
Her black-stockinged legs slid sensuously across the tatami, her movements utterly alluring.
Su Yu leaned close to Lin Zhe's crotch, parted her red lips—still tinged with the taste of her sister—and took his imposing member deep into her mouth.
Mmm…
The sensation was warm, wet, and tight.
Lin Zhe shuddered with pleasure, inhaling sharply.
Su Yu's skill was exceptional; her tongue swirled expertly around his glans, attending to every inch, while subtle contractions deep in her throat sent waves of tingling suction through him.
As she tended to her husband, she licked away every trace of her sister's essence and flavor, swallowing it all down.
Their fluids mingled within her equally captivating red lips.
After about ten seconds, Su Yu felt the taste in her mouth fade slightly, and the penis had been licked to a glossy sheen.
Just as she was about to take the shaft deep into her mouth, intending to give her husband a deep throat as a finale, a shadow suddenly fell over them.
Lin Zhe's previously blissful expression stiffened slightly as his gaze traveled over Su Yu's head toward the doorway.
There stood a wooden screen.
And now, beside it, a pair of legs clad in nude stockings had appeared unnoticed.
His eyes slowly traveled upward.
Wang Xiulan's face, still elegant with age but now completely expressionless, was quietly watching from there.
She wore a tailored trench coat and held an unopened toiletry bag in her hand.
Her phoenix eyes coldly observed the absurd scene unfolding in the room through the screen's gaps.
On the floor, her biological daughter Lin Yue lay on her side like a discarded rag doll.
The deep purple bodycon knit dress had been roughly pushed up to her waist, bunched into messy folds. Her slender legs were splayed weakly, the black pantyhose pulled down to her knees, constraining her still-trembling feet. She resembled a broken toy.
What made Wang Xiulan's eyelids twitch was Lin Yue's partially unclasped black nursing bra, exposing her pale breasts to the air. The rosy nipples remained erect from recent stimulation, with drops of milky white fluid slowly dripping from the full underside, creating small wet patches on the floor.
The more shocking scene, however, was on the other side.
Her daughter-in-law, Su Yu—who usually appeared somewhat rebellious yet reasonably cultured—now knelt on the floor without any dignity.
The black bodycon mini dress clung tightly to her curvaceous body, the hem barely covering her buttocks. Her legs, sheathed in sheer black stockings, were spread wide to maintain balance.
Her cheeks were bulging, her mouth stuffed full.
With something Wang Xiulan recognized all too well—her son Lin Zhe's penis.
That thick, formidable member that had repeatedly violated her own body and sent her to ecstatic heights was now almost entirely engulfed in her daughter-in-law's cherry-red mouth, with only the base remaining visible.
Finally, there was the infant playing nearby.
The air froze instantaneously.
Only the wet, sucking sounds from Su Yu's mouth continued to echo obsessively.
The wooden screen now resembled a torn veil of decency, brutally exposing the extremely debauched scene within to Wang Xiulan who had just stepped through the doorway.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xiulan didn't scream as one might anticipate—not even a trace of rapid breathing.
As she slowly paced forward.
She could be seen wearing a well-tailored khaki trench coat, the belt cinched tightly to accentuate the still captivating waist-to-hip curve of this middle-aged beauty. Her nude-stockinged calves shimmered with a delicate porcelain glow under the light, paired with low-heeled leather shoes.
Her gaze remained utterly calm, yet deep within surged undercurrents that stirred unease.
Su Yu clearly hadn't expected her mother-in-law to enter at that moment. Her bewitching eyes, previously hazy from taking the shaft into her mouth, widened abruptly. A muffled sound escaped her throat as if she were choking, leaving her momentarily unsure whether to continue holding the offending object or to spit it out immediately.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhe's member, which had softened slightly after ejaculation, visibly twitched under Su Yu's startled oral constriction and the shock of his mother's sudden intrusion. Veins bulged as it engorged once more, swelling with renewed vigor.
The scene fell into a dead silence for three seconds.
Wang Xiulan's inner turmoil was far from the calm she projected, though the storm within her was not born of anger.
Ever since that night when she learned the shattered truth of her family from her own children, half of her heart—once bound by the strictures of womanly virtue—seemed to have withered, or perhaps, found a new way to live.
Just like in the cramped car not long ago, she had clearly seen her husband Lin Jianguo's flushed, lust-filled face and caught the unconcealed seduction in her daughter-in-law Su Yu's eyes. The faint, musky scent in the air had pierced her nostrils like needles.
She said nothing, merely gazing silently at the object between her son's legs.
And now, witnessing her son release his thick seed into his own sister's body, only to have his lawful wife kneel on the floor like a bitch to clean up the aftermath.
These scenes, which defied all moral principles, now struck Wang Xiulan with a sense of absurd justification.
Could it be that she even felt an indescribable ache and jealousy?
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