Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Chapter 489  Mom... Really?

Luis was also feeling quite restless. Seeing that the time was almost right, he walked into the room in a state of excitement.

On the large bed in the master bedroom, his Mother-in-law sat cross-legged wearing only her underwear and a little camisole top. Because she was not wearing a bra, her full, ample bosom swayed enticingly with the movement of her hands, creating a particularly captivating sight.

His wife, Lily, lay comfortably with her head pillowed on her Mother-in-law's soft, snow-white thighs, her face almost nuzzling against the very root of her Mother-in-law's leg.

Knowing his wife's true nature, Luis had every reason to suspect she was deliberately taking advantage of the situation. If she were just a bit braver, she might even lick that soul-stirring place which brought her into this world, right through the fabric of her Mother-in-law's underwear.

Lily's stomach and lower body were covered by a thin sheet. Her top was off, baring her pale, full breasts.

Perhaps due to the pregnancy, they seemed to have swelled a full size, becoming incredibly firm, perfectly round, and beautiful. Her nipples remained as small and tender as ever, looking utterly delicious.

Now, her milky-white breasts were glistening with massage oil, giving off a floral fragrance that somehow also carried a lewd, sensual aura.

Mother-in-law's delicate, slender hands cupped her daughter's breasts, kneading them slowly with practiced technique, as if she were handling some priceless treasure with the utmost care.

The sight nearly made Luis's nose bleed, especially with Ruth dressed so revealingly. That impossibly deep cleavage was something to yearn for.

Lily's face was a picture of dreamy intoxication. When Ruth saw it was her son-in-law who had entered, her cheeks colored slightly as she explained, "You're here, son-in-law. This is a mammary gland massage. The doctor said it not only helps clear the ducts but also makes producing milk easier after the baby comes."

"Mom, I was just curious, don't mind me," Luis said.

As he spoke, he walked right over and sat down on the bed beside Ruth, his eyes glued to the salacious scene.

His wife clearly grew even more excited, though Ruth seemed somewhat ill at ease. "What's so interesting to see?" she chided with a hint of reproach. "You should be the one learning this. It's more fitting for you to massage your own wife."

Her movements had grown somewhat stiff. Though this wasn't anything improper, she still felt the need to maintain some semblance of seniority.

"Mom, I couldn't possibly," Luis replied, his own audacity growing as he watched his wife's rising arousal. "If I were the one touching her, I'd get too worked up too quickly..."

He couldn't resist teasing further, "If I did it, this wouldn't be a massage. It'd be foreplay."

"How can you speak to your mother like that~" Ruth shot him a coquettish glare, her tone playful. "Here I am working hard, and you just sit and watch? What, are you supervising my work?"

"Mom, I'm just observing, seeing if there's any way I can help," Luis chuckled. He glanced at his wife and added, "Mom's technique must be incredible. Look how blissful she's made our Lily."

Lily's face was now deeply flushed, a sheen of perspiration on her skin. Her eyes were misty with disoriented desire, her entire expression one of rippling spring passion, utterly seductive.

Ruth's own face flushed crimson. Her daughter's increasingly aroused state during the massage had already embarrassed her.

Now, with her son-in-law present, her own body began to tremble slightly, making this perfectly normal activity feel downright indecent.

"Fine, your mother wears herself out here, and you thankless little couple, one lies back enjoying it while the other makes sarcastic comments," Ruth muttered, forcing herself to stay calm. She gritted her teeth and continued massaging her daughter's breasts. Stopping now would only make things seem more suspicious.

"Mom, I wouldn't dare!" Luis was secretly laughing.

Just then, Lily trembled and grabbed her husband's arm. After a moment of visible shame, she hesitated, then lifted her head to look at her mother. "Mom... it feels too good. Could you... could you keep massaging me while you have Luis... attend to me down there?"

"Attend... attend to what?" Ruth's voice grew flustered.

Lily mustered her courage, biting her lower lip, her face full of anticipation. "You know... down below... Every time you massage me, it feels like it's almost enough, but not quite..."

"You foolish girl, what kind of crazy talk is that?" Ruth's face was beet red. This woman known for her fierceness was so flustered she began to stammer. "If you want that... you two can close the door and do whatever you like after we finish here..."

Lily reached out and took her mother's hand, her expression pleading and pitiful. "Mom, you're both the dearest people to me. Please don't mind, okay?"

"And the doctor said it, remember? A gentle, non-strenuous climax is actually beneficial for the baby's development."

Hearing this, Ruth visibly hesitated. She stole a troubled glance at her son-in-law.

Her second daughter had always been so proper, so honest and obedient. It must have taken immense courage for her to voice such an outrageous request.

A mother's heart softened, making it hard to refuse, but this was simply too improper. She hoped her son-in-law would speak up and dissuade her.

Luis and his wife had long since plotted this; there was no chance he would劝阻. Instead, he adopted a casual, offhand tone. "Sweetheart, what's there to be shy about? Mom's been through it all, there's nothing she hasn't seen."

"Mom, please?" Lily begged again, clutching her mother's arm.

Ruth wavered momentarily. Luis continued fanning the flames. "Mom, you're happy to see Lily and I so loving and close, right?"

It was offered as a way out, a step down from her principled stance. Ruth knew perfectly well how lustful her second son-in-law was. In truth, she'd been constantly anxious, fearing the day her daughter might discover her illicit affairs.

If life took a slightly more... unconventional turn, perhaps the guilt wouldn't weigh so heavily. For her, in a twisted way, it might even be a form of release.

Ruth's face remained flushed, but her hands continued kneading her daughter's breasts. She forced her voice to sound calm. "Do whatever you two want. Lily is very sensitive in her condition anyway, and you can't have proper intercourse yet."

"Mom... really?" Lily could barely believe her dream was coming true.

After all, her Mother-in-law was famously strong-willed and sharp-tongued, a tough, proud woman. At her core, however, she was deeply traditional and conservative, very concerned with maintaining the dignity befitting an elder.

"What's the big deal? You think your mother's never seen the world?" Ruth snorted stubbornly, her face a mask of feigned disdain, before switching to a grave, earnest tone. "It makes me happy to see you young couple so affectionate."

"Besides, you're not children anymore. How could I possibly control everything? As long as you're both happy, I don't mind."

"Thank you, Mom! You're the best!" Lily was elated. She arched her back slightly, her face crimson, and whispered, "Mom, please keep massaging me. Your touch feels so good."