Adelia was so shocked by the sight of Ian's cock that she could not close her mouth.
Can a cock really be this big?
She should not compare it to her dead husband's, but she did so instinctively.
It was at least twice the size. Her husband's cock had seemed cute, while Ian's looked downright magnificent.
Ian even takes care of his cock.
The next thing that startled Adelia was its scent.
Her husband's cock, as she recalled it, had smelled sour, whereas Ian's cock smelled of nothing but clean skin.
Though it does not smell like mere skin.
Sniff, sniff.
As if it gave off pheromones that attracted women, Adelia found herself unconsciously smelling Ian's cock.
"Did it smell bad?"
"Ah..."
At Ian's question, Adelia realized what she had done, and her face turned bright red.
"Sorry. That was thoughtless of me, was it not?"
"Not at all. Everyone has different sensitivities. If I smelled bad, I should be the one apologizing."
"That is not it! Your cock did not smell bad at all. If anything, it had a nice scent. So you do not need to apologize."
"Really? Then that is a relief."
Adelia could not help but smile at Ian's relieved expression.
Her son-in-law worrying about it like an adolescent boy seemed terribly cute to her.
Is this what it feels like to have a son?
Once she thought of Ian as a son, the strange sense of resistance faded, and Adelia became more proactive.
"Mommy will make you feel good."
"Mommy?"
"I-it just slipped out. Do not mind it."
"Ah, okay..."
Of course, she had misspoken, but thanks to considerate Ian, they were able to let it slide.
It is so hot.
Without a word, Adelia grasped Ian's cock and slowly stroked it up and down.
It had been a long time since she had given someone a handjob, so she was awkward at it, but Adelia diligently moved her hand for Ian's sake.
"How is it?"
"It feels good."
"Really? That is a relief."
Hearing Ian say it felt good gave Adelia confidence.
But even after she kept giving him a handjob for several minutes, Ian showed no sign of cumming.
If anything, she could feel his erection softening.
Huh?
. . .
If I had to sum up my impression of Adelia's handjob in one phrase, it would be this.
It sucks.
Her hands were so clumsy that it was hard to believe she was a married woman with two daughters.
Watching from the side, one might have thought she was a virgin.
Unless she conceived as a virgin, that makes no sense.
Maybe Adelia had not gotten along as well with her dead husband as I had thought.
Even in [A Country Village’s Circumstances], Isabelle had said that their marriage worsened after Rose’s Punishment broke out.
To put it bluntly, Adelia may have spent nearly fifteen years sleeping alone.
If that was the case, it made sense that she was bad at giving handjobs.
"Ian."
"Yes, Adelia."
"Do you perhaps not like it?"
She did have experience with men, so Adelia instantly understood why I could not cum.
"To be honest, I do not."
"I am sorry. I am not good enough."
"It is okay. It just means you were trying to remain faithful to your dead husband. I understand."
"So that is how you see it. Thank you for understanding."
I had learned this while living with Adelia recently, but she had a more airheaded side than I expected.
If she had been born in the modern world, I felt like she would have been scammed a lot.
She really is cute.
It was a strange impression to have of my mother-in-law in her mid-thirties, but that was the Adelia I knew.
She was innocent and kind-hearted, which made her fun to tease.
Just like now.
"But I do not think I can cum like this. Could you do something else for me?"
"W-what would you like me to do?"
"I do not have much experience either, so it is hard for me to explain, but do you know what a titjob is?"
"A titjob? I have never heard of it."
"As far as I know, it is a way to make a man cum by sandwiching his cock between your breasts."
"W-with my breasts?"
"Yes. Would that be possible? Your breasts look soft, Adelia, so I think it would feel good."
"Ian, is there nothing you would not say to your mother-in-law?"
"I am sorry. Please understand that I am just that pent-up."
At my plea, Adelia wore an expression that said she had no choice and took off her top and underwear.
Then she sandwiched my cock between her breasts.
"This feels strange."
"I think you just need to squeeze my cock with your breasts like that."
"Like this?"
"Yes, you are doing great."
Adelia's breasts were softer than I had imagined, and they felt good.
It felt as if only my cock were floating softly atop a cloud.
"Ian, does it feel good?"
"Yes, it feels amazing."
"Really? I am glad."
Perhaps she was delighted to see how much I liked it, because Adelia squeezed my cock between her breasts even more diligently than before.
"Doing this makes me a little jealous."
"Jealous?"
"Yes. My father-in-law must have had these wonderful breasts of yours all to himself."
"Mmh... You should not say things like that to your mother-in-law!"
"I am sorry. I cannot help having thoughts like that, since I am a man. But I would be lying if I said I was not jealous of him."
At my honest apology, Adelia blushed, squeezed her eyes shut, and spoke.
"Th-this is the first time I have done this for anyone, Ian."
"What?"
"You are the first person I have given a titjob to. So you do not need to be jealous."
"Really?"
When I asked again, Adelia answered not with words of reassurance but a sharp retort.
"Honestly, you are impossible. Why are men so obsessed with things like this?"
"Because I am that horny for you, Adelia."
"Ian, if you keep teasing me, I will not give you another titjob."
"Ah, I am sorry."
Apparently seriously angered by my teasing, Adelia glared at me with narrowed eyes.
Of course, she did not stop giving me the titjob.
Adelia truly was a kind mother-in-law.
"Ngh! Adelia, I think I am about to cum."
"Are you? What should I do?"
At my words that I was about to cum, Adelia did not know what to do.
It seemed that, with it having been so long since she had made a man cum, her mind had gone blank.
"Put your face forward."
"My face?"
Confused by my words, Adelia obediently leaned her face forward.
I immediately aimed at her face.
"I am cumming!"
"Kyaaaaah?!"
Pssht! Pshhht!
Cum shot forcefully toward Adelia's face, covering it in thick white semen.
That crossed one item off my bucket list: cumming on my mother-in-law's face.
"Mmh... Why did you cum on my face?"
Perhaps the sticky semen felt unpleasant, because Adelia said it with a frown.
Maybe she simply disliked the feeling of semen itself, because even though I had come on her face without permission, Adelia did not get angry at me.
. . .
Adelia could not come to her senses amid the smell of semen covering her face.
Did semen always smell like this?
The smell of her husband's semen from the past had been fishy, leaving behind only horrible memories.
But Ian's semen was slightly fishy while also strangely alluring, making it feel addictive.
I should not be doing this.
Sniff, sniff.
Unable to stop herself, Adelia continued smelling Ian's semen.
She knew it was shameful even as she did it, but she could not make herself stop.
Then Ian made a suggestion to Adelia.
"Adelia, did you know? They say a man's semen contains powerful energy, like a medicinal elixir."
"Semen does?"
"They call a man's semen the source of life. It cannot compare to a genuine medicinal elixir, but it should be good for your body. If you are okay with it, Adelia, how about tasting my semen? Honestly, it would be a shame to waste it like this."
"Me?"
A son-in-law openly telling his mother-in-law to taste his semen.
If she thought about it for even a moment, she would realize he was lying, but Adelia completely believed Ian's words.
Partly because she was innocent, but also because she trusted Ian that much.
"Then I will not refuse..."
Following Ian's suggestion, Adelia dabbed a little of his semen and tasted it.
Mmh, it is fishy.
At first, a fishy odor lingered in her mouth.
But that was only for a moment; then its uniquely addictive scent struck her mouth intensely.
Lick.
Adelia tasted the semen once more.
It did not have the health benefits Ian had claimed, but Adelia felt her body growing hot.
"Haaah..."
Her lower stomach, especially, felt hot.
As if it intensely desired something.
"How is it?"
Adelia had been staring blankly, but Ian's question suddenly brought her back to herself.
"Well? I am not really sure."
Too embarrassed, Adelia avoided Ian's gaze and evaded the question.
But Ian had Adelia in the palm of his hand.
"Then taste it again next time. The effects may not show up after just one time."
"Next time?"
"Yes. Were you not going to keep helping me relieve my sexual urges?"
"Ah..."
Ian's question left Adelia speechless.
It was too late to take back what she had said.
After all, she was the one who had started this.
"R-right. I will do it for you next time too."
Adelia forced a smile as she answered.
Completely unaware that she had fallen into Ian's trap.
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