The Mother-In-Law's Embrace - Chapter 10

The hunger of a woman starved for so long could not allow her to let go of a taste once experienced.

Li Wanxing held the girl who tried to wriggle free in one hand, the other skillfully undoing the buttons on her blouse. The summer night was already thick with heat, and that only intensified after their previous encounter. Even Li Wanxing, usually cool and unflappable, felt a fire coursing through her veins. With a swift movement, she shed the constricting garment, tossing it aside.

She stood before Lin Wancheng nearly naked, clad only in a dark bra that accentuated her firm br3asts, their white flesh on display for all to see. Li Wanxing had cultivated a physique honed by years of dedicated exercise, her muscles sculpted and defined, each glistening with sweat under the dim light.

Lifting Lin Wancheng, whose body was weak from exhaustion, she wrapped her legs around her waist and thrust forward once more. The sudden movement sent a wave of panic through Lin Wancheng; her slender legs instinctively coiled around Li Wanxing’s lean waist, while her hands frantically clutched at the woman’s neck, fearing she would fall.

The tip, now swollen and glistening like an egg, was wedged tightly into the narrow entrance, making any forward or backward motion a struggle. 

This embracing position brought them closer than ever before. Lin Wancheng’s bare br3asts pressed against Li Wanxing’s peaks, the dark bra straining against her own hard n1pples, sending a fresh wave of tingling pleasure through her.  The two mounds of flesh rubbed against each other, even undulating with the rhythm of the thrusts, creating an erotic dance.

Lin Wancheng looked down at the scene unfolding before her, her cheeks flushed with a captivating bloom like nascent peaches. Her long lashes trembled softly as she succumbed to a wave of overwhelming shyness.

She couldn’t understand it; the feeling was foreign and exhilarating. 

Despite the blatant sensuality of their position, witnessing this part of the woman before her ignited a level of vulnerability she hadn’t experienced before. It surpassed any previous sensation, leaving her strangely breathless.

This intimate act felt surreal, like a fever dream. The immense size of the object inside her seemed unreal, defying logic and reason. Yet, even as pleasure surged through her body, intense and electric, it remained shrouded in an unsettling haze.

The world had become veiled, softened by a thin layer of gauze. They moved within this hazy space, indulging in their passions without restraint or shame. This feeling of detachment eroded all boundaries, pushing Lin Wancheng to the precipice. Even the embarrassment of involuntary urination couldn’t hold her captive for long; it was a stark departure from her usual composure.

It felt as if beneath this ethereal veil, anything and everything was permitted, free from judgment.

But Li Wanxing’s br3asts shattered that illusion, ripping through the fabric of her dreamlike world. The gauze vanished, revealing a startling reality – she was making love with a woman.  This realization crashed over Lin Wancheng, clear and undeniable. The woman’s hair brushed against her cheek, sending a shiver down her spine.

All her senses sharpened – sight, smell, touch – becoming intensely vivid. She realized, with the fading of the drug’s effects, that her mind was slowly returning to its rightful place.  The clarity brought by the receding haze made everything more real, the pleasure she experienced even more acute.

She hung on Li Wanxing like a koala, her buttocks firmly gripped, her slightly swollen abdomen pressed against Li Wanxing’s stomach with every thrust. The lingering semen inside swirled with each movement, stretching and tightening her womb in agony.

The head of the p3nis was firmly lodged within her,  Li Wanxing hesitated before forcing it deeper, worried about hurting Lin Wancheng. Instead, she pulled out with deliberate force, causing a fresh wave of pleasure as the tip left its warm haven, leaving behind a trail of glistening discharge.

“Ahhhhhhhh—!!” Lin Wancheng writhed against Li Wanxing’s body, her abdomen contracting with each shuddering spasm. The release felt so close she was on the verge of climaxing.

Without waiting for her to recover, Li Wanxing pushed in again, shifting their positions as she walked. With every step, the p3nis plunged deeper into the wet canal, aiming directly at Lin Wancheng’s most sensitive point. Each insertion was a full penetration, held there for a moment before being abruptly withdrawn and driven back in, an agonizingly beautiful rhythm that repeated over and over.

A current of sensation coursed through her from the point of contact, spreading down her spine and leaving her body limp and helpless. Her hands clutched Li Wanxing’s neck with desperation as her legs trembled, unable to support her weight any longer.

The downward pressure allowed the p3nis to reach even deeper with each thrust, making the sensitive spot inside her churn against the head. It felt like she was devouring the manliness of the woman beneath her, taking it into herself. 

“Mmmmmm… so sore… I’m going to fall…”

Her sensitive point was repeatedly assaulted and stimulated, her aroused flesh already starting to enjoy the sensation. Spasms of contraction sucked at the phallus, sending a stream of white fluid down her body. Her mind blurred with the sheer intensity of it all. 

She cried out for help as she struggled to maintain control: “Help me… It’s so tight… I’m going to fall…”

Li Wanxing caught her hips and lifted her slightly, moving towards the floor-to-ceiling window and leaning Lin Wancheng against the drawn curtains.  This gave her some much-needed support. She continued to thrust with renewed vigor, their bodies crashing together in a rhythmic symphony of flesh and desire that echoed through the room. The window curtains swayed violently, revealing a sliver of moonlight that bathed them in an ethereal glow, highlighting the smooth contours of their skin. 

Li Wanxing’s movements were forceful but controlled. Each thrust sent ripples of pleasure through Lin Wancheng as she felt her insides tighten around the penetrating presence.  She could hear the fluid sloshing within her depths.

Lin Wancheng was a mere shell, clinging to Li Wanxing for support. She could feel the woman’s heartbeat pounding against her chest – strong, rapid, and erratic. It echoed her own racing pulse; neither of them was truly in control. 

They were intertwined, their breaths mingling, their bodies moving as one. The thrusting seemed to deepen with each passing moment, driven by a primal need to become truly inseparable.

“Ahhhhh… so good… so deep…”  Lin Wancheng’s hair clung damply to her flushed face as she felt herself being consumed. Her heart pounded against her ribs, a frantic rhythm that blurred the line between hers and Li Wanxing’s.

Li Wanxing glanced out the window at the young couples searching below. She turned back to Lin Wancheng, whispering in her ear, her voice husky with desire, “They’re looking for you.”  A surge of heat rushed through Lin Wancheng as the head filled her once more. 

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh—again! I’m going…going…”

Lin Wancheng’s eyes glazed over, lost in a symphony of sensations. Her legs kicked involuntarily, and she reached a fourth climax that night.