【Mother-in-law is a doctor】 (Family incest adult novel)

My girlfriend and I were in love for four years in college. My hometown is a small town in the northeast, and my girlfriend's hometown is a provincial capital city in the south of the Yangtze River. Fortunately, after graduation, we found jobs in the city where her parents live. Because we had just graduated and didn't have our own house, I was arranged to live in the home of my future in-laws for three years before we got married, which I couldn't refuse. My parents-in-law are really kind people. Over the years, they have given me meticulous care as if I were their own child. When I was writing this article, I still felt a little conflicted and felt that I was a bit unkind. In addition to hiding these evil thoughts in my heart, I also treated my parents-in-law with respect as if they were my own biological parents.

My girlfriend is an only child, so her parents-in-law were both in their forties at the time. In addition, she paid attention to taking care of herself, so she looked very young. My father-in-law is a moderately important official in a government department and is very kind to my family. My mother-in-law is the director of a department in a Class A tertiary hospital in the city. Although she is nearly 50 years old, she has lost none of her youthful beauty and looks much younger than her actual age. When I used to praise my girlfriend for her beauty, she always said, of course, like mother, like daughter, and that my mother-in-law was a local beauty when she was young. I have also seen photos of my mother-in-law when she was young. She looks similar to my current girlfriend, except that she dresses more conservatively. (Of course, I saw this when my girlfriend showed me the family photo album after we got married. The silly girl even said, "What do you think? My mother is beautiful." I nodded and giggled, saying that my wife is even better than me. My wife laughed with joy. How could the silly girl know that I had already started to have some lustful thoughts about my mother-in-law at that time).

I lived in my girlfriend's house for more than three years before getting married. Living in a family, it is inevitable that there will be some small episodes in life. It is precisely because of these episodes that my obsession with my mother-in-law has become more and more intense.

My mother-in-law's house is not small. When I first moved in, I was arranged to live in a separate room, which was next to my girlfriend. Since we were not married yet, my parents-in-law naturally would not arrange for my girlfriend and I to live in the same room. In fact, they didn't know at that time that my girlfriend and I had lived together when we were in school.

I was relatively well behaved in the first week, but as time went on and my girlfriend and I were not together, I started to think of ways. Later, I finally plucked up the courage to climb over the balcony and into my girlfriend's room (my room and my girlfriend's room share a balcony). At first, we were still relatively careful, maybe because we hadn't been together for so long, our movements unconsciously became a little intense. Just when we felt that the climax was about to come, we suddenly heard the sound of the door of my parents-in-law's room opening. We quickly stopped and waited for a while. Then we heard the sound of slippers and the sound of pouring water. My girlfriend whispered to me that it was my mother-in-law. She had not been sleeping well in recent years and had to take medicine at night. We waited until my mother-in-law returned to the room before we continued cautiously. At this time, I found that my little brother had been scared to death.

The next morning I went back to my room, took a short nap, then got up, got dressed, and pushed the door open to go out. My parents-in-law have already gotten up and are getting ready to go to work, and my mother-in-law has already prepared breakfast for me and my girlfriend. I called out good morning to uncle and aunt, then quickly walked into the bathroom to wash up. My heart was pounding, wondering if they had noticed that I had gone to my girlfriend's room last night. My father-in-law was smiling kindly the whole time, and my mother-in-law wished me well and asked me which bus to take and pay attention to me before going out to work.

My girlfriend said that her mother-in-law had been having trouble sleeping during that period. Because my girlfriend's room was separated from her parents-in-law's room by a wall, I couldn't comfort myself in the quiet night by saying that they didn't hear anything last night. After all, we were not married at that time. For a period of time after that, everything was calm. I would climb through the window into my girlfriend's room every day and climb back out the next day.

Until one day my girlfriend said to me mysteriously, "Honey, my mother talked to me. She asked us to be more careful in case we might have an accident. After all, we were not married at that time, and we were afraid that people around us would gossip if we got pregnant first and then got married."

But they did not explicitly say they opposed our behavior. Of course, they also knew that opposition would be of no use, so they acquiesced. Although my mother-in-law didn't say anything to me, I always felt that the way she looked at me was a little strange. Maybe it's just my psychology.

Let me start with the first time I came into contact with my mother-in-law's underwear. I was on vacation one day and everyone else in the family was at work. As a diligent future son-in-law, I had to show off. The first thing I did was to clean the room and mop the floor.

There are two bathrooms in the house, one is shared, and the other is a separate bathroom for my parents-in-law. When I was mopping the floor, I walked into my parents-in-law's bathroom for the first time. This was also my first contact with my mother-in-law's personal belongings. Although I could only see my mother-in-law's changed clothes on the balcony, I didn't observe them carefully because they were drying on the balcony and everyone in the family was there. This time it was different. In the laundry basket in the bathroom were the bra and panties that my mother-in-law had taken off last night but had not had time to wash.

Out of curiosity, I carefully picked up my mother-in-law's underwear. It was a beige boxer briefs, which looked a bit conservative, with some dried secretions in the crotch area. As everyone knows, at this time the crotch of the underwear becomes hard due to the drying of secretions, and the crotch just retains a certain shape. From the inside, it is the shape that is embedded in the crevice of my mother-in-law's private parts. I held it in my hand and imagined what my mother-in-law's vagina looked like. I felt my lower body becoming engorged with blood and it became hard instantly.

That day was the first time I masturbated and ejaculated while holding my mother-in-law's panties and imagining her naked body. Because of this, I started to fantasize about my mother-in-law. Even when I was having sex with my girlfriend in the room, I would imagine my mother-in-law's naked body in my mind. Whenever I heard my mother-in-law walking around in the living room while making love with my girlfriend, I would not be nervous, but feel more excited. My girlfriend was unaware of the true situation, and she whispered to her husband to keep his voice down so that our parents wouldn't hear. The more she told me to do so, the more I moved. I didn't know my mother-in-law noticed.

Although I often sneak into my girlfriend's room to have sex with her, I can only enter through the window when everyone is asleep, which is inconvenient after all. Sometimes I would also do it by myself in my room with the help of Fifth Girl. All wolf friends know that after handjob, the penis will always drool on the underwear.

Once, after I had relieved myself in bed, I wiped myself with toilet paper and casually pushed the paper ball and my underwear to the edge of the bed, intending to throw them away and change my underwear the next day. Maybe it was because of the tiredness after ejaculation, I woke up a little late the next day, and only got up hurriedly to go to work when my girlfriend woke me up. The bed was not made.

When I got home at noon, I was also dazed. I came back early because I wanted to deal with the mess from last night, but I found that my mother-in-law was already at home. She was wearing home clothes and cleaning the room. It was obvious that she had not gone to work. She was resting that day (wolf friends should know that doctors have rotation days off, not as regular as our weekends). I greeted her and walked quickly into my room. I was dumbfounded when I entered. My sheets and quilt covers had been changed, but the underwear and paper balls I had changed last night were missing.

I suddenly became nervous and finally found the washed underwear on the balcony. My mother-in-law must have noticed, even a fool would understand what I did last night. My mother-in-law asked me to eat some fruit, and I said, "Auntie, thank you for your hard work in helping me wash clothes." When I said this, I felt that the word "clothes" was so soft that I couldn't even hear it. I was embarrassed to say "underwear" out loud, but I found it funny to hear the word "underwear" called clothes.

My mother-in-law smiled and said that she was resting at home, and since I was busy at work, she helped me wash the clothes... I instantly felt my face getting hot... and she was washing them by hand. My mother-in-law probably treated me as her own son and didn't say anything else. I don't remember clearly what she said later, but the general idea was that she wanted me to eat more fruits and not stay up late at night. My mother-in-law must have known about my ugly behavior that night.

After a few days of shame, everything was relatively calm. Later, several embarrassing things happened, such as I accidentally broke into the unlocked bathroom and found my mother-in-law inside, and my mother-in-law was sleeping on the sofa in the living room and her private parts were exposed, etc. I will record these things in detail later.

Here I would like to focus on the time when I was in the hospital.

I had been living at my parents-in-law's house for half a year. One time when I was exercising in the gym, I used the fitness equipment too hard, which caused a recurrence of the hernia surgery I had undergone before. A sac-like object fell from the abdominal cavity into the right scrotum. The severe pain almost made me faint. I hurriedly called my girlfriend, and she drove to pick me up and took me to the hospital. My father-in-law was on a business trip at the time and was not at home. On the way, my girlfriend called my mother-in-law and asked her to contact the attending urologist. When my girlfriend was driving and describing my condition to my mother-in-law, in addition to the pain in my lower body, I felt more of a hot face.

This is the advantage of having acquaintances in the hospital. No matter how many patients there are in the hospital, you don’t need to register if you have acquaintances.

My mother-in-law quickly contacted a doctor for me. After a preliminary examination by the director of the urology department, my mother-in-law and my girlfriend helped me do an ultrasound examination.

My mother-in-law was always by my side from the beginning until I was hospitalized for recuperation after the operation. During the urology examination, the doctor was a male doctor in his fifties. In front of my mother-in-law, I pulled down my underwear and had the doctor examine my condition. When I was doing the B-ultrasound, I felt both embarrassed and excited. At that time, my mother-in-law also saw the director of the ultrasound room, a well-maintained female doctor in her forties. When she moved the ultrasound probe on my exposed scrotum, my mother-in-law stood next to the director and asked the female director something from time to time. Next to her was a female student who probably just graduated. The female director said the size of the right testicle was so-and-so in centimeters while examining. Her slightly cold wrist touched my penis from time to time, which almost made me impulsive. The little girl was recording.

My mother-in-law asked questions from time to time. She must be too worried about me.

I closed my eyes in embarrassment, and once I half-opened my eyes I saw my mother-in-law's eyes on my lower body. I quickly closed my eyes for fear that she would notice and make me even more embarrassed. At the same time, I was extremely controlling my brother, fearing that he would stand up without realizing it. At that time, I actually forgot the pain and even admired myself. There was another girl doing an examination across a curtain from the bed where I was having the examination. I think she was doing a vaginal B-ultrasound or something like that. I heard the doctor over there say something like take off your pants, spread your legs, don't be nervous, etc... Because my situation was a bit urgent at the time, I was hurriedly found a color ultrasound machine and examined (it should be a mainly female examination room). There were other women walking around from time to time. Although there was a curtain, it was summer and due to the air conditioning, the curtain was swinging, and the two examination beds were basically separated by nothing. It was in such a situation that I actively felt the pain in my scrotum to suppress my restless brother.

Later on, I had blood tests, surgery, and hospitalization. During this process, I was very unlucky to have my brother's skin prepared by a female nurse, to encounter a female anesthesiologist, and to have my brother harassed by having his underwear removed by a female assistant in the hospital during the operation. I'll tell you more about it later when I have the chance.

Just talking about the days in the hospital, because my home is in the Northeast, which is quite far from this city, I didn’t tell my parents about my hospitalization for fear that they would worry. My father-in-law was on a business trip at the time and would not be back for two days, so my girlfriend took leave to take care of me. My mother-in-law works in a hospital and often comes to visit me after work.

Friends who have had surgery and been hospitalized know that the first night after the operation is critical. Generally, the patient will be given a catheter. Because my mother-in-law was in the hospital, a lot of expenses that could be saved were saved. Mine was a minor operation and I didn't have a catheter. To solve the problem of urination, my mother-in-law bought me a urinal.

On the first night, my mother-in-law and girlfriend were both in the ward to take care of me. The mother and daughter squeezed into an empty bed next to me to watch over me. After the anesthesia wore off, the wound was extremely painful. My forehead and back were sweating from the pain. In the second half of the night, my mother-in-law got up to check on me and found my condition. Seeing that I was in great pain, she went out to find the doctor on duty. Maybe it was because she was a doctor herself, she found a pain suppressant. Before I could say anything, she lifted the blanket covering me, gently spread my legs, and asked me to lift my hips slightly. She gently lifted my scrotum with one hand, and with the other hand pushed the small pen-cap-like pain suppressant into my anus, then gently put down my scrotum. After a while, she found a dry towel, folded it and put it under my scrotum to prevent it from falling and increasing my pain.

During the whole process, perhaps because my mother-in-law is a doctor, she did not care about the differences between men and women. Or perhaps because she treated me as her own son and did not have the heart to wake up her precious daughter who had been sleeping soundly and worried about me all day, so my mother-in-law did not wake up my girlfriend to do these things for me. Because of the pain, I didn't have any evil thoughts at the time, nor did I refuse anything. It was only after I was discharged from the hospital that I recalled that I had more evil thoughts under the influence of hormones. When I recalled the situation at that time, my brother's blood quickly became engorged.

During the next week of hospitalization, my mother-in-law had to collect urine for me when my father-in-law and girlfriend were not around and I had to urinate urgently. I remember that it was the second day after the operation. I had to hold my urine for a long time because of the intravenous drip. My girlfriend happened to go out for dinner and my father-in-law had not come back yet. My mother-in-law came to the ward to visit me and found my embarrassing situation. She asked me if I wanted to go to the toilet. For the sake of face, I held it back and said it was okay and it was not in a hurry. My mother-in-law said that I couldn’t hold my urine now and I had to be careful after the operation. With the influence of maternal love, she pulled the curtain, held the urinal in one hand, and gently picked up my penis with the other hand and put it into the mouth of the pot. Because I had just had the operation and was nervous, I couldn’t pee even though I held my urine for a long time. I was very anxious. After waiting for a long time without any movement, my mother-in-law lowered her head to look at the pot, then looked at my lower body, and asked me if I couldn’t pee. I nodded, so my mother-in-law found a hot towel and gently covered my lower abdomen near the prostate. She held the pot in one hand and gently massaged my lower abdomen with the other hand, whistling softly to relax me. (This method is really effective, wolf friends can try it when encountering this situation), after a while I finally released the urine that I had been holding for a long time.

My mother-in-law put down the chamber pot and used a towel and alcohol cotton to help me wipe off the urine left on the glans and the blood stains left from the surgery on the scrotum and groin. During the whole process, my lower body was exposed to my mother-in-law without any cover. The pain that had eased at this time did not suppress my brother's erection. My penis shamelessly hardened like a dead snake in front of my mother-in-law, who was watching me clean and disinfect my lower body.

When my penis just stood up to a certain angle, my mother-in-law took a blanket to cover my body, got up and went to the bathroom to empty my waste. A few minutes later, my mother-in-law came over to me and said with a smile that she was going to the department to check it out. She asked me to rest well, not to think too much, and to call a doctor if there was anything. My mother-in-law must have noticed my embarrassing behavior and guessed the inappropriate thoughts in my mind.

I no longer had any secrets in front of my mother-in-law. I was very embarrassed at the time, but I comforted myself by thinking that maybe my mother-in-law was a doctor, and there was no difference between men and women in front of a doctor; or maybe my mother-in-law treated me like her own son, and a son had no secrets in front of her.

Later, during my hospitalization, my girlfriend and father-in-law washed my body, and my mother-in-law would occasionally take time to check my wounds when my attending physician made rounds. At that time, due to the surgery, my scrotum was severely swollen. My mother-in-law and my attending physician examined me frequently during those days. Gradually, I got rid of my shyness about exposing my lower body in front of my mother-in-law.

Later he was discharged from the hospital and went home to recuperate. About two months after being discharged from the hospital, my girlfriend quietly told me that my mother-in-law wanted me to go to the hospital for a check-up, mainly a sperm test. She was worried that my injury would affect my testicles. I completely understood. My girlfriend was an only child and her mother-in-law hoped that she would have a grandson in the future, so she was overly worried. I couldn't refuse. The next day was the weekend. My girlfriend and I went to the hospital in the morning. My mother-in-law asked for a small bottle from the laboratory and took me to a remote room, which should be the nurses' lounge. She asked me to lock the door from the inside. She and my girlfriend waited outside the door. After I finished, she took the specimen to the laboratory.

I was alone in the lounge. Even a fool would know what to do. I don't know how many people have sperm tests in the hospital every day. The only difference between me and them was that I was masturbating in the nurses' lounge (in most hospitals, these things should be done in the smelly toilets, and you have to be alert to other people's intrusion at any time and endure other people's strange looks). My mother-in-law and girlfriend were guarding outside the door, and I was masturbating in the room. Comrades, is that right? I ejaculated very quickly and handed the semen, which was still slightly warm, to my mother-in-law to send to the testing room. What kind of feeling is that? Have you ever experienced that, colleagues?

During my hospitalization, my parents-in-law took meticulous care of me as if I were their own parents, which strengthened my determination to honor them. I became more diligent in doing housework and bought gifts for my parents-in-law during festivals. The family has a very harmonious relationship and everyone seems to have forgotten the embarrassing thing that happened to me in the hospital, at least that's what I thought. Only my girlfriend, when we were having sex, didn't forget to tease me and said, "Honey, how come your balls have grown bigger because you have a hernia? Next time if you get a hernia and your penis grows bigger, we won't go to the hospital..." This caused me to thrust harder... My mother-in-law has periarthritis of the shoulder, which should be an occupational disease for many doctors. When the pain is severe, Tibetan medicine pain-relieving patches and massage beds are useless. Her shoulders are very stiff. The only way is for my father-in-law and I to take turns massaging my mother-in-law to relieve the pain. My girlfriend is not strong enough to do so, so when my father-in-law is not at home, I am the one who mainly massages my mother-in-law.

It was summer then. My mother-in-law was sitting on the sofa in her short-sleeved pajamas after taking a shower. I stood behind her and massaged her shoulders with both hands. Because she had just taken a shower and it was summer, my mother-in-law was not wearing a bra. From top to bottom, I could clearly see her plump breasts through her collar, and from time to time I could see the brown areola. My shameless brother stood up again. Fortunately, I was standing behind my mother-in-law, and my girlfriend didn't notice my ugly behavior.

My mother-in-law was unaware of this and continued to let me admire and massage her breasts.

My mother-in-law is relatively conservative. Her summer pajamas are usually short-sleeved and long pants. My girlfriend once bought her a skirt-style pajamas, but she rarely wears them. The only time I saw my mother-in-law wearing a nightgown was on a weekend. My girlfriend and I went to a nearby tourist attraction with friends. At that time, we said we would not go home if we could not catch the bus at night, and would stay overnight before going home. But then we met colleagues who had driven there, so we took a ride and got home in the evening.

Around 5 o'clock, my girlfriend and I opened the door with our keys. My girlfriend was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, and I went to the living room to put my luggage. I found that my mother-in-law was sleeping on the sofa alone, and my father-in-law had not come back yet. My mother-in-law was wearing a light blue nightgown at the time. Maybe she thought that my girlfriend and I would not come back, so she didn't care and lay casually on the sofa. She lay on her back with her hands crossed on her chest, one leg straight and the other bent, with her legs separated by about 30 degrees. The outer side of the nightgown is draped over the thigh, and the beige underwear can be seen at a glance. This piece is different from the one described earlier in the article. It is not a boxer briefs, but a piece of cloth at the crotch. The other parts are similar to mosquito net-like fabric. It should be the style specially used for summer. Therefore, the black pubic hair at the mons pubis position is clearly visible. In addition, because my mother-in-law moved her body when she slept, her panties were pulled back at the hips, so that the mesh panties at the mons pubis position were pulled to the position of the clitoris. Because it was summer, the indoor light was still very good at 5 o'clock. From the angle I was standing, I could clearly see the slight bulge at the position of my mother-in-law's clitoris, and the labia majora were also vaguely visible. It seemed that my mother-in-law's labia minora was larger on one side and smaller on the other, and the bulge of the black pussy was clearly visible on one side.

I peeked in carefully, and at that time I was not very worried about my mother-in-law waking up. As I said before, my mother-in-law did not sleep well at night, so she often caught up on sleep during her rest period. Just when I was about to observe further, I heard my girlfriend flushing the toilet. I quickly got up and turned around, pretending to wake up and clean up.

The sound of water woke up my mother-in-law. She was surprised to find me packing my bag in the living room facing her sideways. She asked me why I came back. I told her I had hitchhiked back early. At the same time, my mother-in-law also realized that her private parts were exposed. She pretended to be casual, let down her skirt, stood up and went back to her bedroom. After a while, she changed back into her conservative pajamas. I don’t know if my mother-in-law was aware of my peeping behavior. Two years after graduation, my girlfriend and I bought a new house with the support of our parents (to be honest, we have become dependent on our parents). Half a year after the decoration was completed and the ventilation was completed, I moved in in the name of convenience for work. Since we were not married, my girlfriend only came over occasionally to accompany me at night, and most of the time she still lived in her parents' house. One night, my girlfriend and I were living in our new house. At around nine o'clock, there was a sudden power outage. After checking for a long time, we found that we had forgotten to recharge our electricity card, and the power was shamefully cut off. I have to despise the power department here. It was also evening and the power grid business hall had already closed. My girlfriend was anxious to look up information online, so we had no choice but to get up and go back to my mother-in-law's house.

Because we were worried that we would wake them up after they went to bed, my girlfriend and I carefully opened the door with the key and went in. The lights in the porch and the living room were on, and I saw my father-in-law playing Landlord on the computer in the study. I didn't see my mother-in-law, so I thought she had gone to bed. We whispered hello to my father-in-law, and my girlfriend went to grab the computer from him. I changed my shoes and sat down on the sofa in the living room. At this time, I heard my mother-in-law say XX (father-in-law's name), who are you talking to?

Following my mother-in-law's voice, I looked and saw the bathroom door facing the living room. The door was open, and I saw a scene that made my blood boil. My mother-in-law was squatting in the bathroom, her lower body completely naked, her buttocks raised high, and there was a small plastic basin under her body. One of her hands was holding a small towel and cleaning her private parts (women in the south seem to have this habit. In winter, even if they don’t take a bath every day, they must soak their feet, wash their faces and buttocks (private parts). It was winter, and there was no heating at home. The cabinet air conditioner in the living room was on, so the other rooms would be warm but not dry. Perhaps it was for this reason, and the fact that there was no one else at home, that my mother-in-law cleaned her private parts with the bathroom door open).

At that time, my mother-in-law was still wearing thermal underwear on her upper body, but her lower body was naked, with her white buttocks raised high. My sudden appearance caught my mother-in-law off guard. When I looked at her, she also looked at me. When our eyes met, we were both stunned for a moment. In the moment of hesitation, I clearly saw the black color on my mother-in-law's crotch. The black color was extremely dazzling between her white buttocks and thighs. In a hurry, my mother-in-law actually wanted to close the bathroom door. As we all know, bathroom doors usually open inward. That was the small bathroom in the master bedroom. The position where my mother-in-law was at the time just blocked the door behind her. To close the door, my mother-in-law needed to move inward first before she could close the door. Maybe she forgot these logical relationships in a panic. Since her back was facing the door, my mother-in-law tried to close the door several times but failed. She hurriedly turned around, half squatted, pushed the door with both hands and moved backwards at the same time. It was at this time that I saw her vagina from the front.