Chapter 1: Son-in-Law

“Mmm... ahh... mmm...”

The wet, filthy sounds of licking and sucking.

They rang out inside an ordinary rented room as the scene came into view.

A pretty mature woman was kneeling on the floor, blindfolded with a black eye mask.

The obscene smacking sounds were being breathed from her cherry-red mouth.

Her naked body was all graceful curves, fair-skinned and plump, the sort of exquisite creature that made you stare. She was bowing before a huge bronze cock at her side.

She was giving it her full attention, working it with her mouth and tongue.

Even more shocking was the hidden valley beneath the woman as she knelt there: the soft, sexy curve of her back flowed down and disappeared into the crease of her ass, where a brilliantly red, faceted jewel the size of a pigeon egg protruded.

To be precise, it was a ruby butt plug.

With every sucking motion, the sharply cut gem quivered and flashed, its color brightening and dimming against the creamy, peach-round fullness of her ass.

A body so beautiful it looked like nature had sculpted it by hand, white flesh marked by a single splash of red.

So alluring it made people blood-hot, impossible not to want to touch.

The man had never expected that something so small and ordinary could produce such a spectacular visual feast once it was tucked into a woman’s back door.

Especially that faint little belly bulge that rose and fell with her movements.

It was the most obvious feature, and the best proof of what a wife and mother she was.

“Pa-pa” The crisp slurping sounds continued as the woman’s red mouth sucked and worked the two huge balls beneath the bronze shaft. Her eyes were covered, so she could not see the full picture.

But from her movements, you could tell she was like a thirsty little beast, desperately opening her mouth and extending her tongue toward the huge brown-black orbs as if they were a tiny spring of water, greedily sucking and licking them.

“Ah!” At such devoted service, the man let out a blissful gasp and narrowed his eyes, pushing his waist forward. That drove his cock even deeper into the woman’s tender mouth.

At the same time, his eyes never left the ruby in her crease. It was all his. Everything was his.

The cock inside the woman’s mouth seemed even bigger, thicker, hotter.

“Uh...” Saliva dripped from the corners of the woman’s mouth in a steady stream. The way she tipped her head back, mouth gaping open, the tiny veins rising at her temples, all of it showed what was happening clearly enough that even someone with no experience could guess.

The man’s sudden deep-throating made the woman’s pretty eyes roll white.

He had no intention of letting her off that easily. Holding her head, he drove into her mouth like he was piling in fence posts, hammering away with no mercy.

“Mmm... ahh... mmm...” The woman struggled desperately to break free, but even though her fingers clenched white, all she could do was accept his torment helplessly.

Saliva and sweet mouth-wetness kept spraying and dripping from her mouth, soaking the concrete floor beneath her pretty lips, dark in some places, pale in others. The blowjob was obscenely lewd.

“Uh... mmm... mmm... uh...”

The woman kept her eyes shut and took the fucking in silence, while the man shouted without restraint, yelling nonsense like “big baby,” “old slut,” and “old bitch.”

It only made the sex scene that much more eye-searing.

“You dirty pussy... you filthy little cunt... does it feel good? Say it. Say it, you old slut. Does it feel good?”

“Uh... uh... mmm... mmm...”

The man got only two kinds of answers: the woman’s muffled swallowing sounds and the wet spray of saliva.

“Ah...” After a long stretch of pounding, the man thrust his thick waist forward. “Old slut, here it comes.”

As he shot his load, the woman let out a choking “uh” and was forced to take his cum.

Cumming felt good. With his cock going soft in her mouth, the man gave a wicked grin, pulled it out, and used his hand to smear the wet shaft across her lovely face again and again.

Only after he had rubbed every last bit of fluid off his cock did he let go.

“Heh heh... Big sister, how’s the face mask I gave you? It’s especially good for your skin.”

Without the man’s hands on her, the woman seemed to collapse all at once, sprawled on the cold floor. Like a wounded little animal, she coughed weakly and cried out in helpless misery.

“Big sister, don’t cry. I’m only doing this because I love you.” The man came over, bent down beside her, and wrapped an arm around her fragrant shoulder. His other hand reached for her back door and teased the bright red jewel there.

“Ugh... no... ahh... don’t... please...” The woman shoved at him with both hands and twisted her waist in resistance, but it was weak. Worst of all, the man brazenly pulled her hand down to his crotch and made her touch the hard, raging cock there.

In the end, he forced her beneath him and pressed her down against the cold concrete floor.

He bent over her and shoved into her tender sex with a wet thrust.

“Ahhh... big sister, your pussy is so tight. Ahhh... it’s sucking me so good.” He pumped his lower abdomen, floating on pure pleasure.

“Oh no... don’t... slower... ahh... back there... it’s rubbing... no... ahhh... it hurts... no... mm...”

The man paid the woman’s cries no attention and kept pounding at his own pace. He could feel the interaction and friction between his cock and the butt plug separated only by a thin layer of flesh. It felt like a sandwich.

He could even savor, a little, what it felt like to be in a one-woman, two-man threesome.

“Ahhh... don’t... ohh... slower...” The woman’s face was flushed an unusual red, something even the blindfold could not hide.

“Big sister, my filthy little pussy... such a tempting filthy pussy...”

“Ahhh... mmm... mmm...” The woman blushed from ear to ear and bit down hard, twisting her big ass as desperately as she could to keep up with him.

“Ahhh... old cunt... ahh... I’m coming...”

“Ahhh... no... not today, not safe... ahh... cum... ohh...” Under the man’s relentless assault, the woman’s cries were reduced to one long moan.

The two of them reached the peak of sex together.

***********

H City, High-Tech Zone, Greentrade Electronics Factory.

The lunch bell rang, and the roar of the production machines inside the factory came to an abrupt stop, leaving a brief silence in its wake.

Women in loose work uniforms, masks, and hard hats came out of the workshop in clusters of two and three, pouring into the cafeteria like ducks being herded to water.

The cafeteria, which had only been about 50 square meters to begin with, immediately felt cramped under the rush of several hundred people.

The Greentrade factory did not look very large, but it had nearly a thousand workers and ran on an early-and-late two-shift system. There were too many workers and the dining hall was too small, so they had to eat in batches.

“Xiaojuan, what’s got you so happy lately?”

“Yeah, yeah. You used to complain all the time that our company’s lunch had no oil in it, but lately you’ve been eating more than usual.”

“Right. And I think your skin has looked much better lately too. I heard Old Luo is coming back, so you must have been putting in a lot of effort, huh?”

“Exactly. Old Luo works in a mine in Tibet and can hardly come home a few times a year.”

At one corner table in the Greentrade cafeteria, four women sat together eating. Three of them teased one of their older sisters while they ate.

One of them saw that the other two were getting a little too crude and secretly nudged one of them, glancing around as she said, “Hey, there are so many people here. We’re all this old already, and you’re still talking like that. Aren’t you afraid someone will hear?”

The oldest of the four was 55. The youngest was in her forties.

The 55-year-old woman’s surname was Zhang, and everyone at work called her Sister Zhang. She was one of the old hands at the factory.

The youngest was Chen Huijuan, 42.

The other two were Sister Li, 50, and Sister Zhao, 43.

Sister Zhao and Chen Huijuan were the closest. They had known each other since they were children, gone to school together, and graduated together.

They lived near each other too, only Sister Zhao had joined the electronics factory two years earlier than Chen Huijuan.

“Oh, you’re feeling sorry for your future in-law now?” Sister Li, who had been slapped, immediately shot back with a smirk.

“What future in-law?” Sister Zhao rolled her eyes at her. “They’re both daughters. How did that turn into in-laws?”

“And besides, A-Juan already has a son-in-law candidate she likes,” Sister Li said sourly.

“What do you mean, son-in-law candidate she likes? Sigh. My stupid girl only knows how to play around. She won’t even look at him,” Chen Huijuan said with a soft sigh, worry showing on her face.

“If he isn’t a son-in-law, then a little lover would be fine too. Old Luo is never home...”

“Hmph, I think you’re getting sluttier with age. You old fox, you’ve got your eye on him yourself, haven’t you?” Sister Zhao cut in, interrupting Sister Li.

“So what if I do? Besides, my daughter is about the right age,” Sister Li admitted without shame.

“He’d be a decent son-in-law for you too, only your daughter and you...” Sister Zhao’s eyes moved to Sister Li, finally landing on her bucket waist.

“You want to die?” Sister Li snapped, completely losing it and lifting a hand to smack Sister Zhao, only to spare her in the end after Zhao’s pleading and the other sisters’ coaxing.

While they joked and laughed, they finished eating. There were still forty-something minutes before work resumed, so the four of them went back to the workshop, pulled out little stools, and gathered together to chat about everything under the sun.

“Huijuan, weren’t you especially disappointed today that you didn’t get anything from that son-in-law of yours?”

“What’s there to be disappointed about? It’s all stuff handed out by the factory. Nothing special,” Chen Huijuan said, unimpressed by her friends’ teasing.

“Not having that little tail following behind you, weren’t you disappointed?” Sister Li asked.

“What’s there to be disappointed about? He’s only on the night shift now. He’ll be transferred over in a few days,” Sister Zhang said.

“You 50-year-old women just love taking advantage of the young pretty boys,” Sister Zhao teased.

“What do you mean pretty boy? That’s called a hot young stud,” Sister Zhang shot back.

“Right, right. They don’t call them handsome guys anymore, they call them hot young studs. And then there are those ‘puppy boys’ or whatever. People these days really do love coming up with flashy nonsense,” Sister Li said.

“Exactly. Not only do the names sound good and seem upscale, they’re also more expensive.” Sister Zhao sounded reflective.

“All right, stop sighing over it. Money used to be money, and money is still money now. Back then, with just a hundred yuan I could buy a whole cartful at the supermarket. Now I buy only a few things and it’s gone. I don’t even know how it disappears.” Chen Huijuan puffed out her cheeks as if remembering something.

After chatting for so long, Sister Zhao glanced at the time on her phone and said, “Enough, get up. It’s time to go back to work.” As she spoke, she affectionately reached out and smacked her friend, who was still moving slowly.

“Ugh...” Chen Huijuan gave a muffled cry of pain. Sister Zhao frowned too and let out an “ow.”

“Huijuan, what’s on your ass? Why is it so hard?”

“You hit... my key fob.”

Sister Zhao felt something was off. She had hit the middle, nowhere near the back pocket. She was about to ask again when the urge-to-work bell rang with a droning buzz.

************

The sunset dyed the sky; the evening sun slanted across the ground.

Gao Qi carried a gift box and idly paced in front of the vocational school gate. He took out his phone and checked the time: there were still five minutes until dismissal. In those short five minutes, the surroundings had changed dramatically. One famous sedan after another had pulled up beside the school gate, and he stood in the sunset like an outsider.

Inside the campus, on the empty flowerbed, there was a three-meter-yellow-weathered-stone stele engraved with the blood-red characters “** Health College.”

Under the dim golden light, those characters seemed covered by a thin yellow veil, like the calm before a storm. Then a single bell rang for the end of class.

The quiet campus instantly came alive. Looking at the groups of female students, each one radiating youth and energy, you could see them waving goodbye to one another and climbing smoothly into one luxury car after another.

“What are you doing here?”

Just as Gao Qi was recalling memories of his own school days, a young woman with a ponytail walked up to him.

“I brought this for you.” Gao Qi held out the gift box.

“Thank you.” The girl took it, and the stiffness in her pretty face eased a little.

“You’re off class. Sister Juan asked me to pick you up.” Gao Qi could feel her rejection of him.

“No need to trouble yourself. A friend asked me to study with her. Call my mom and tell her I’ll be back later.”

Gao Qi noticed that several girls not far away were looking this way. They were probably her friends.

He awkwardly rubbed his head and said, “All right then, be careful...” He did not even finish the last word, “safe,” before the girl turned and walked off.

This little girl isn’t interested in me. Am I really that ugly?

Gao Qi touched his chin, a trace of disappointment rising in his heart.

When the girl reached her friends, they immediately started asking questions.

“Weiwei, who was that guy? He looks pretty good, just a little dark. And he brought you a present.”

“Yeah, yeah. I think his clothes are pretty ordinary too. Nothing branded from head to toe, just cheap knockoffs in the 30-to-50 yuan range.”

Luo Weiwei lifted the gift box to her chest and shook it with a proud little flick. “Him? Sigh...” As she spoke, she glanced back toward where the two of them had just been. Seeing that the place was empty, she relaxed a little and said with a sigh, “This is all my mom’s doing. I don’t know what kind of nerve she’s on, insisting on introducing me to coworkers from her factory as boyfriends.”

“You’re already an adult. You should have a boyfriend by now. I’ve already been dragged through several blind dates by my mom. It’s maddening. The only good thing is that I don’t have to pay for lunch myself anymore.”

Hearing that, the other girls all looked at her with contempt.

“That’s all the ambition you’ve got?”

“What do you mean that’s all? Lamb chops and little lobsters are innocent.”

“What, lamb chops and little lobsters? Your first round didn’t cost less, did it?”

“Only a thousand or so. Some men really do try to look generous. Once, one of them came in with 500 yuan, and you should have seen his face turn green when it came time to pay. He was still trying to act generous. Thinking about it still makes me laugh.”

“Oh, look at you, so clever. I’ve never been on a blind date myself, but my brother has. The matchmaker they found was impossible to deal with.”

“What do you mean impossible to deal with?”

“When that matchmaker came to my house, she saw me and never took her eyes off me. The look in her eyes was like she was sizing up a pig. And she kept saying she had lots of boys she could introduce to me.”

“Ah? That’s absurd.”

“It wasn’t just absurd. She was trying to double-dip. Every word out of her mouth was...” The girl pinched her voice and mimicked her: “If you two end up together, don’t forget about the matchmaker. Some people get married and forget all about the person who introduced them. When New Year comes, they don’t give us anything at all. We’re doing good deeds, not trying to get rich off you.”

As she said that, she seemed to remember something and just laughed.

Luo Weiwei was listening so intently that her face suddenly soured. “If you’re going to say it, then say it. Why laugh halfway through? What’s so funny?”

“You don’t know. When that matchmaker said it, she sounded as righteous as could be. If the match succeeded, she wanted 2,000 yuan in introduction fees, and afterward she’d still expect a chicken and two cartons of cigarettes. For just my brother’s one round, he had to give her the money for two packs of cigarettes.”

“Two packs of cigarettes isn’t much.”

“Haha, that was the polite way of saying it. Two packs of cigarettes means two red bills, and that’s not counting the fruit and smoking money you’re expected to serve her with. Altogether it was almost a hundred.”

“Nearly 300 yuan.”

“Right. She also lectured my brother, telling him that when you meet a girl you shouldn’t tell the truth about everything. You have to sweet-talk her. Say your salary is higher and your family is better off. And then the last line was: kid, if you can sweet-talk her, and sweet-talk her into coming home with you, that’s real ability.”

“I’ve heard that too. Some people even make a whole racket out of it, sending a few women to the man’s place during lunch and eating and taking everything they can.”

“And the multi-layered kind, do you know that one?”

“What do you mean, multi-layered?”

“One blind-date girl passes through three matchmakers’ hands.”

“Ah, they even do that?”

“You go to Matchmaker A for the blind date, Matchmaker A takes you to Matchmaker B, Matchmaker B leads you to Matchmaker C...”

“Don’t tell me that was your brother too?”

“No, not my brother. It was my cousin’s blind date. The girl lived pretty far away. He drove there with my aunt-in-law, and with three matchmakers in the mix it was just right.”

“What happened in the end?”

“No idea. Anyway, it didn’t work out. My cousin came back and quit the whole thing. Hah... called it a pig butchering scam.”

“Pfft... pfft.”

A few casual stories from the girls, yet they were the blood-and-tears history of countless ordinary men.