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Blackmailing my Old Mother In Law

This fantasy is based on fact. Betty did get into money troubles just as described and I did bail her out. The pity is that I didn’t take advantage in the way described here!

Blackmailing Betty

I had been working from home when the call came. I had a mountain of paperwork to catch up on and little time to complete it so I wasn’t in the best of moods as I rang the doorbell of my mother-in-law’s small bungalow twenty minutes later. My mother-in-law, Betty, had phoned and begged me to come over and that in itself was strange – relations between us had never been particularly close; she was a woman who was very prim and proper and I knew that she found my brand of humour “vulgar”. We managed polite conversation but never had any great friendship. For her to phone me up – and do so when she knew my wife was at work – was a rarity. I figured she must have some emergency – a burst pipe or some problem with her washing machine. There had also been a strange tone to her voice – she had almost pleaded with me to come over – I remembered what she’d said, “Can you come over as soon as you can…Please Christopher!” Unusual – Betty wasn’t the type to beg.

The door opened and Betty greeted me with, “Oh, thank God! Come in Christopher.”

This WAS odd! I didn’t remember her being that pleased to see me before. Whatever the problem was it must be serious. She was flustered and her eyes were red as if she had been crying. I followed her down the hallway – trying to ignore the faint but persistent smell of cats that always hung around her house. Betty had never been what you would call “houseproud” – she vacuumed rarely and dusted less and the place was cluttered with unopened junk-mail, dirty cups and saucers, clothes awaiting ironing – all manner of stuff. She might be a pillar of the church but she was a slut about the house.

She was muttering as she led the way into the sitting room – “I don’t know what I’m going to do! I never realised…” – wittering on but I wasn’t listening. I was watching her large buttocks as I followed her down the hallway. One of my biggest regrets was that Betty wore long dresses all the time now. She was approaching her 75th birthday but when I had first known her – some 30 years ago – she had always worn above the knee dresses or skirts. Even when I had first got married to her daughter I had often fantasised fucking Betty – sometimes I even imagined it as I was fucking my wife – because Betty had been a handsome woman in those days. Adding to her allure was the fact that she had been widowed for some while and had never had a man since. Nothing had changed – Betty was still unfucked some 12 years later.

The major benefit from her wearing shorter skirts was the fact that, whenever I could, I would sneak peeks up between her legs. I had been investigating the contents of her underwear drawer from the very first time I had been trusted with a key to her house when she was away on church coach holidays. That was just a year after I first met her daughter and I soon had a secret duplicate key cut for my own use. Using this I had followed her progression from the last days of nylon knickers (for just a year or so during her mid 40′s), through medium sized cotton briefs in pastel shades of blue, pink and yellow with white trim at the legs (during her 50′s). In her 60′s she moved on to larger cotton knickers with a tiny flower pattern which I suspect she bought in bulk at some time during her early 60′s and wore until the elastic finally gave out. For the last few years she had worn the big, white, cotton “belly-huggers” that she bought from Marks and Spencers – in common with most British women over 60.

My mind was on her knickers as I studied her large arse because I could imagine the outline of them through her flowered dress. As usual my cock stirred slightly as I imagined parting her big, soft bum-cheeks and plunging my shaft between them. It was never going to happen, of course. Betty thought oral sex “disgusting” – she once told my wife that it was not something indulged in by normal people – so the chances of her allowing anyone to fuck her in that hole were on a par with Accrington Stanley winning the Premiership. The chances of her allowing any man anywhere near her cunt were similar and the chances of her son-in-law being the man in question were nil. But I could dream, couldn’t I?

We entered the sitting room and Betty flopped down into her old armchair. Like most of her furniture it had seen better days and it sagged badly. Not that I minded. In the DBLS (Days Before Long Skirts) the sagginess of that chair had provided me with lots of upskirt views of my modest and prudish mother-in-law. I had taken every opportunity to see the knickers I had seen in her underwear drawer “in situ” – especially when she rose from her chair. At that moment, no matter how tightly her knees had been clamped together up until then, they would part and give me a glimpse of heaven.

The memory of those gusset views flashed through my mind as I waited for my mother-in law to get to the point and tell me what the problem was. No chance of seeing up between her legs today as she was wearing a flower-print dress which came halfway down her calves - although it was a button-through type and it gaped at the bottom to show several inches of lace trimmed slip. That day she had chosen a pink cardigan to wear over her dress.


I risked a quick glance at her tits and saw, as usual, that her large nipples were just making their presence apparent. Ironically, for such a prim and proper woman, Betty is blessed with a pair of 40E breasts (I don’t confine myself to her knickers when I investigate her underwear drawers!) surmounted by large teats. Much to her obvious embarrasment her nipples seem to have a mind of their own and, never less than semi-erect, they stiffen and swell if the temperature drops in the slightest. Often she will cross her arms across her chest to hide these obvious swellings but that day they were only just visible and she was obviously too pre-occupied to worry about them.

Her bottom lip was quivering – she rarely wore make-up but always allowed herself a smear of lipstick – and I saw a tear run down her cheek as she wailed, “Oh Christopher – what am I going to do?”

It took a while to get the story out of her but it was depressing but common when I did. To pay for my s****r-in-laws wedding some years ago she had taken out a loan. When she got into difficulties with that she had taken out another to pay it off – from a nice man who called every week to collect the money. Now she owed a couple of thousand pounds – which she didn’t have – and the man was talking about court proceedings.

I was watching her sob – an activity that made her tits move in a very attractive manner – and thinking that we could afford to bail her out and I could probably get the money by the end of the week when she blurted out something that totally altered my half-formed plan. Through her tears and with many hesitations and false starts it emerged that if she was “nice” to the loanshark (actually, he was just an employee of a national company) he would pay half her weekly payments and cancel the Court proceedings.

“He wanted….he wants me to…..to………every week….to……..”

Eventually I managed to work out that the collector was demanding a weekly blow job

in return for paying half her payment each week. That worked out at £20 a time – a bargain!

I looked at my mother in law as she sat huddled and weeping in her chair. I was furious with the loan collector. Not because he wanted to fuck my mother-in-law’s mouth – hell, I’d wanted to do that from the first day I met her – but becauseI’d been trying to get into Betty’s knickers for 30 years and this bastard had almost got there first!

“What am I going to do Christopher?” she wailed.

“Don’t worry, Betty”, I said reassuringly, I think I have a plan!

Part 2

I took Betty’s payment book. The name and address of the agent was written on the inside of the cover and it seemed he lived a couple of miles away. Betty looked up at me, desperation on her tear-streaked face.

“Can you pay him off, Christopher? I couldn’t bear the shame if they took me to court and if I lose the house…………” The rest was lost in another bout of sobbing.

“Heaven’s, Betty, we don’t have the sort of money to pay this off” (A lie but she would never suspect). “I’m sure if I reason with him we can work something out. Now – you stay here and wait for me to come back.”

The look of gratitude she gave me almost melted my heart (but only “almost”). “Please don’t tell Claire anything about this – she mustn’t know. Please Christopher!” She was begging again. I could feel my cock stirring. It was such a turn-on to have the old cow in my power like this after so many years of her snooty, superior attitude towards me.

“I won’t tell Claire.” I said. Of course I wouldn’t tell my wife – she would just pay the silly old woman’s debt off!

“Oh thank you! Thank you!” she whispered as I left.

The agent lived in a smart detached house in a leafy avenue. Business was obviously good. I rang the doorbell and it was answered by a smartly dressed man in his early 50′s.

“Can I help you?” he asked.

“Yes – you’ve been blackmailing my mother-in law. You wanted her to suck your cock in return for you paying off half her weekly repayments. That’s a criminal offence and it carries a maximum sentence of 10 years in jail. I have her statement here and I think we should talk.” I waved the envelope (which contained a letter to my bank that I had intended to post later) and his face went white.

He blustered for a while but when he realised that I wasn’t going to go to the police (while understanding that was an option I was prepared to consider if I had to) he relaxed enough to pour us both a glass of whisky. I’d had a good look through Betty’s payment book and recognised the scam. Over twenty years in the Police f***e had given me an insight into all these doorstep cons and it came to me where I had seen his smiling face before. I was retired from the f***e but I had a good memory.

“So, Harry – still playing the old “widow’s mite” con?” I said and Harry’s bluster disappeared completely. He knew he was rumbled. Harry had set up a loan company (doubtless under his wife’s name or some alias of his own) and appointed himself an agent – the man who made the doorstep collections and enticed the customers deeper into debt. Find a financially naive and trusting old woman, add on various bogus “administration charges” to an already high interest rate and collect a handsome income. Sooner or later the customer wouldn’t be able to pay up and Harry – the Widow’s Friend – would offer another loan but over a longer period (like forever!) for a slightly smaller weekly amount. The threats of court proceedings and house reposession was just to add a little urgency. The women never knew that Harry was the loan company – “If it was down to me dear………!” – Harry’s added little twist was to blackmail his female customers for sex when they fell behind with the payments. Harry had a record and had served time. Now he was back in the old routine hoping that the “widows might” give him sexual favours to avoid losing their houses.

“Don’t worry Harry – I won’t tell anyone. As long as you let me collect a few of your “debts” now and again – and I’m having sole rights to all “collections” from my mother-in-law. What attracted you there, Harry?”

Now we were partners in crime Harry became expansive and chatty. “Well,” he said with a leer, “It was those tits, wasn’t it? She used to stand on the doorstep and those fat old nipples of hers would be poking out at me and I thought she’d be game for a bit of fun. Not been a man round there for years, has there? Then she gets all prudish and disgusted. I get a few like that but you’d be surprised how soon they come round once they have a cock inside them!” He winked.

I laughed with him. Somehow I didn’t see Betty turning into some sort of nymphomaniac overnight but I didn’t care. As long as I got what I wanted out of it. I explained to Harry how our new partnership would work and exactly what I wanted from him. He chuckled as I explained my plan. He was still chuckling as I left.

“See you soon Christopher!” he called as I walked to my car.

Betty must have been looking out for my car because the front door was open before I got to it. Her anxious face searched mine for signs of hope. I looked suitably serious and walked past her into the lounge. She followed and collapsed into her armchair. Years of interviewing suspects had taught me all about how to gain and keep control of an interview so I remained standing, looming over Betty as she sat anxiously in her chair.

“Did you see him? What did he say? Will I have to go to Court? Will I lose the house?” her voice was choked with emotion.

“If you shut up I’ll tell you!” I said – now was the time to let her know who was in control here.

“Sorry, Christopher,” she muttered. Excellent! Now we knew who was giving the orders.

“I saw the agent and it’s not good,” (she gave a little whimper), “However……” (I paused to let her have a spark of hope), I managed to get him to postpone the court proceedings for a week and it might just be possible to save the house but……”

“Oh Christopher – thank you! Thank you!” Now I had her hopes up – time to reel her in.

I walked over to the display cabinet where Betty kept wine glasses. She didn’t keep alcohol in the house and, apart from a single glass of sweet sherry on Xmas Day and at weddings, she was effectively teetotal. I pulled a bottle of sherry from the bag I had collected from home and poured us both a large glass.

“Drink this – it’ll help you calm down a bit.” She protested but was too cowed at the moment to make any real protest. “Down in one – best way” I cajoled her.

With a look of distaste she raised the glass and drained the contents. Her face screwed up as she swallowed. She didn’t know it but she’d just downed a quadruple measure – and although it looked like sherry I had added vodka to the bottle before leaving home. Betty now had the equivalent of a treble vodka and a single sweet sherry inside her – and on an empty stomach too. Oh dear!

I waited for her to stop spluttering before I continued.

“This man has the law on his side as far as the money is concerned. He CAN take you to court and he CAN make you sell the house. You’ve been very stupid Betty.”

“I know, I know!” she wailed.

“OK,” I continued, “I ‘ve promised him a couple of hundred from my own account to keep him quiet for the next few days……” (I cut short Betty’s thanks with a wave of my hand), “It means I will have to borrow it from my bank but Claire need not know. So at least we’ve postponed the threat but we need to think what you are going to do to save the house.”

“Can’t we go to the Polisshhh…Po……Police?” she slurred.

I was surprised that the alcohol was taking effect so fast but then I remembered how fuzzy she had got after one glass of wine last Xmas Day. She had no tolerance for alcohol at all.

“No – he laughed when I threatened that. He’ll just deny ever asking you to do ………what he wanted you to do to him. He’ll say you made it up to get out of paying. You’ve got no witnesses – his word against yours – and I know who the Police will believe. Women who owe money try that all the time. I saw lots of cases when I was in the f***e. Without evidence they’ll believe him.”

I knew Betty would have been hoping that I could use my contacts in the f***e to help her. I saw her misery deepen as I stamped that little spark of hope out. .

“So – to avoid him coming back with a Court Order and compelling you to sell the house – you’ve got these options – Betty”. She wasn’t paying attention – she was visualising her house being sold.

“Betty! Listen to me!” Her head snapped up and she looked (a trifle unfocused) into my face.

“First, could you get a loan from the Bank?”

“No – I asked but I’m overdrawn and they won’t let me have any more until my pension comes in….I asked and asked…….” A couple of fat tears rolled down her cheeks.

“OK – so, Second, you go to court and they will either sell enough of your stuff to pay the debt………”

“But……but…” She was sobbing again now, “I don’t have anything……issss all…….furniture……all……..” I saw her trying to concentrate through a fog of alcohol and despair.

“So…..third option…..you do what he wants. He comes round every week and you pay half the amount…..and suck his cock every week, let him maul your body and shoot his sperm into your mouth week after week until he gets tired of it and calls the debt in anyway.” I saw her flinch at the crudity but I wanted her to be in no doubt what degradation she would be letting herself in for

“Nooooooooooooooooooooo!!” It was cry of utter despair and I knew I had her totally in my power.

“Or……we could get him to back off for good……….but…..no…..you wouldn’t do it……”

I appeared to be talking to myself.

It was almost pitiful to see the flicker of hope cross my mother-in-law’s tear-streaked face.

“I couldn’t ask you to do it – it would be the only chance but……”

“I’ll do it! Whatever it is! Please Christopher!!”

And that’s when I told her of my plan – the only way to get the loan-shark out of her life. She would have to appear to go along with his suggestion. I would phone him (I told her that the agent was waiting for her decision even now) and get him to come round as soon as possible. I showed Betty the small digital voice recorder I had brought from home.

“We’ll get him on tape. If we have a recording of him demanding that you suck him off……”

Betty looked pained. “Please don’t use that expression, Christopher!”

“A bit late to get all prim and proper now Betty!” I snapped – she needed a reminder of her place in this situation.

“Sorry” she muttered contritely

“Once we have the evidence we’ve got him!”

I explained that we didn’t need to go to the Police with our evidence – Harry would certainly run away once he knew we had a tape and photographs. Betty was horrified – photographs!!! I explained that photographic proof was needed too. By now she was too defeated and squiffy to think straight anyway.

“It won’t be pleasant – but it will only be once and then all this will be over. I’ll listen at the door and as soon as he puts his cock into your mouth (the look of disgust on my miserable old prude of a mother-in-law’s face was a joy to behold) I’ll burst in, take a photo of him forcing you to do it against your will and that will be the end of the story. He could go to prison for years once we have the proof – so he’ll agree to cancel your debt. Agreed?”

Betty was beaten and she knew it. She had only herself to blame for this situation and if the solution went against all her upbringing and morals – what choice did she have? She nodded miserably.

I picked up the phone and dialled. “Mr Robertson? My mother-in-law agrees with your terms. She’s waiting for you now.”

Part 3

While we waited for Harry to arrive I went over the plan with Betty one more time. I had poured another glass of “sherry” and my mother-in-law had downed it in two gulps. Knowing her lack of tolerance for alcohol I knew that she must, by now, be fairly inebriated. I didn’t want her passing out so I had made the second measure smaller but she was obviously well on the way to being d***k as a skunk. By the time the doorbell rang she was finding it hard to focus and was obviously dreading what was to come.

I ushered Harry in. I was curt and businesslike. This, I had told my subdued mother-in-law earlier, was where we got Harry on record demanding sex with menaces.

“So, Mr Robertson, let’s be quite clear what you are suggesting. How much does my mother-in-law owe you and what will happen if she can’t pay?”

“She owes £4300 and if she doesn’t come up with at least £500 this week the Company will take her to Court. After that she’ll have to pay the rest off at £50 every week and if she can’t do that the Company will demand that the house is sold to cover the debt.” (I heard Betty give a little sob)

“Or…….” I left the question hanging

“Or she can be nice to me when I come round on Wednesdays to collect. I’ll persuade the Company to call off the demand for the £500 and she can pay £25 a week. I’ll make up the rest.”

“When you say, “be nice to you”………….?”

“Nothing much – give me a wank or suck me off. Maybe a tit-wank now and again. Oh, and a cup of tea afterwards – two sugars!” He chuckled at his own wit.

I had been watching Betty flinch as Harry described the sexual acts he was demanding of her. She tried one final negotiation.

“Not…..what you said….in my mouth….” she mumbled pleadingly. I knew why – she had always considered oral sex “disgusting”. I was willing to bet that even her late husband had never managed to get his cock into her mouth. She had probably worn rubber gloves to wank him off.

Harry played his part magnificently. He leaned down until his face was inches from Betty’s tear-stained one. “Suck my cock or lose your house!” he growled. Betty shrank back.

“Well? What’s it to be?” he demanded.

Betty nodded. “Yes” Her voice was a small defeated whisper.

“No time like the present,” Harry said. He turned to me. “Want to watch?”

I saw the look of panic on Betty’s face. Her humiliation was bad enough without her son-in-law witnessing every moment of it.

“Certainly not!” I said stiffly. “But I’ll be just outside and if I hear any sign of you hurting her or………”

“Oh don’t be so stupid,” said Harry.

As I left I saw Betty give me a last, pleading look. She was relying on me to burst in at a critical moment, take the incriminating photo and confront Harry with his crime. Unfortunately she was so pissed by now that she then started staring openly at the micro-recorder I had hidden under the coffee-table. I left the room and shut the door behind me.

Harry was enjoying himself. “Right, Betty. Close your eyes.” The old woman did as she was told and was startled as she felt something being wrapped tightly round her head, covering her eyes. By the time her drink-fuddled brain had processed this thought it was too late to struggle. She started to raise her hands to pull the blindfold off but Harry grasped her wrists and prevented it.

“Just a little insurance, Betty. If you ever get stupid and cry **** they’ll ask you to describe my body, any birthmarks, what did my cock look like. This way you won’t be able to – and that means they won’t believe you!” Harry had come up with this explanation himself when he and I were fine-tuning our plan and I had to admit that it was a small piece of genius.

Betty now had a 2″ wide strip of Duck tape preventing her seeing anything.

“Now, stand up!” Betty tried but the room seemed to spin and she fell back onto the sofa.

“Just one more little precaution….” said Harry and he went across to the door. Silently he opened it and let me in.

“What…..?” murmured Betty.

“Just making sure we aren’t interrupted. Wouldn’t want anyone bursting in on us would we?”

I could see my mother-in-law trying to work this out. The alcohol was clouding her brain. Wasn’t the idea that her son-in-law should burst in?

Harry and I were now standing side-by side a few feet in front of the blindfolded old woman. Harry grabbed her wrists and hauled her to her feet where she stood , swaying slightly. “Right, Betty. Let’s see what I’m getting for my money” He leaned forward, his face inches from hers. “Strip!”

With hesitant fingers, her task made all the harder by the fact that she had d***k the best part of half a bottle of vodka, Betty started to remove her cardigan. When it was off she dropped it on the floor. Harry and I were both staring at her chest – we could see the outline of her bra through the material of her dress where, I was gratified to see, her elderly teats were already half-erect and pushing at the material.

Betty was too lost in her own little world of misery to register the sound of two zips being undone as Harry and I pulled our cocks out and stroked the as we watched her undress. She certainly didn’t register the tiny “click” that my digital camera made each time I recorded this for future pleasure. I took snap after snap as Betty discarded the cardigan and, after only a momentary hesitation, started to unbutton her dress, starting at the top. She was very d***k now and her fingers fumbled with the buttons. Harry, ever the gentleman, waited until all the buttons were undone and helped her shrug the dress off. It fell to the floor to join her discarded cardigan. She stood, unresisting as Harry grabbed the hem of her slip and pulled it up. Like a sl**py c***d being undressed by a parent Betty lifted her arms high and the slip joined the growing pile of clothing at her feet.
“Now the bra!” Betty just sat there. “Do it, you old cow – take your bra off”. Betty was wearing one of her favourite front-fastening bras and she fumbled with the hooks and eyes between her breasts the demands of four fiddly hooks and eyes were now well beyond her d***ken capabilities. The process did, however, thrust her big, elderly tits out nicely and both Harry and I (and the snapping camera) were enjoying the show.

I put my finger to my lips to caution Harry to be silent and reached down to the coffee-table to get the pocket-knife that Harry had used to cut the tape. It was razor sharp. I hooked my fingers between the cups of Betty’s large M&S brassiere, pulled forwards slightly and sliced through the material between the cups, just to ne side of the fastening. The bra fell apart and her large, heavy breasts dropped out. The word “dropped” was accurate – the bra, with it’s wide shoulder-straps had held my mother-in-law’s tits high and handsome and the udders that had fed four c***dren during her c***dbearing years needed a lot of support. Without that support they dropped almost to the waistband of her large knickers although the dark red-brown nipples with their wide, pimpled surrounds still pointed straight ahead.

I reached out and took her left teat between my thumb and forefinger. She raised an unsteady hand to stop me but I slapped it away. I could hear the subdued “click…..click…..click” as Harry got shots of Betty’s fat old udders being “milked”.I’d managed a few sneaky glimpses of her breasts over the years but now I could study and handle that soft elderly tit-flesh at my leisure. Best of all, in Betty’s befuddled mind, she was being mauled by a con-man while her son-in-law was outside in the hallway. “If she only knew!” I thought.

I released her now fully-erect nipple and motioned for Harry to take a turn at her. I had explained when we laid this plan that I was to have first go at my mother-in-law but I was happy for him to join in once I had been the first man for 12 years to feel her tits, pull her nipples etc.

Harry was rougher than me. He pulled Betty’s heavy tits up by holding onto her teats. She gave a small whimper but any thoughts of resistance had vanished now.

“Nice pair of titties you’ve got there, Betty. I ‘ll look forward to getting my cock clamped between them soon – but not yet, not today.”

He released his hold on her nipples and her breasts wobbled slightly as they slapped back against her body. Betty toppled backwards as he released his hold.

“Stand up!” He had to haul the old woman to her feet and she stood swaying, almost falling and grabbing wildly, blindly, until she found the arm of her chair for support.

I took the camera from Harry and framed the shot. There was my prim and proper old prude of a mother-in-law standing before us, the tattered remains of her bra hanging from her shoulders. She was unsteady on her feet and her heavy tits swayed and wobbled slightly as she fought for balance. She was wearing a laddered pair or knee-high pop-sox and, incongruously, she still had her sheepskin slippers on her feet. The only thing that was protecting what little was left of her modesty was a large pair of white M&S knickers and they would shortly be joining her slacks on the floor. I knelt in front of her and slid my hands into the elastic at the top of her knickers. I could feel her skin, the softness of her flesh. The waistband of her knickers was cutting into the swell of her belly. I pulled down slowly – the knickers sliding down, down the underside of that fat belly and then, the first few long, sparse, straggly hairs of her cunt-mound appeared. I had waited so long for this moment. A couple of stolen glimpses in the past had sustained my fantasies but now I was actually uncovering her elderly cunt. I was about to see what no man had seen for almost thirty years……..

Part 4

I could feel Betty trembling. She might have been d***k but this was the first time she had been naked in front of a man since her husband had died 12 years before. I knew what a prude she was – a couple of times she had caught me peeking up her skirt and had slammed her legs together so fast. I remembered the look of tight-lipped disapproval on her face as she had done so. Well tough luck Betty! Any moment now two men will be having a good look at that fat old cunt of yours and there is no way you can stop them. I smiled as I thought what her reaction would be if she knew that the man stripping her of her knickers was her son-in-law.

Then those big white knickers were clear of her cunt and I could get my first good close-up look at it. I knew her mound was plump – I had seen the shape of it on the rare times I had seen her in a swimsuit and my glimpses up her skirt had also shown me that tempting fat bulge between her legs.

I knew that she had posessed a really hairy bush in her younger days – swimsuits and knickers often failed to contain it and tufts of curly cunt-hairs would escape at the legholes.

Now her plump mons was a lot more sparsely covered. Betty’s pubic hairs may have been fewer in number now she was in her mid-70′s but they were longer and stragglier. The hair on her head had hardly greyed – she was a natural brunette – and her bush matched it perfectly although it was sprinkled with a few greying strands. Her belly overhung the top line of her pubic triangle and the hairs were still thick where the very top of her slit just showed before dipping out of sight between her thighs.

There was a red line round her belly where the waistband of the knickers had been but those big M&S “bellyhuggers” were now around her knees. I looked down and could see the marks her elderly cunt had left in the cotton gusset. She had her legs pressed tightly together and the knickers slid down over her knees to end up around her ankles.

My face was inches from her elderly sex and I could smell her – a mix of old cunt-juice, sweat and piss. She was swaying dangerously and at that moment she lost her balance completely and toppled backwards again. She crashed down heavily onto the armchair and her feet flew up in the air. Her knickers flew across the room and her legs flew apart. I moved forward and grabbed her legs just above her knees – preventing her from closing them.

Betty’s fat old cunt was totally displayed. I could see the wrinkled inner lips just peeping out from the depths of her fat slit. Her fanny-hair, so sparse on her mound, was denser at the very top of her slit and continued each side of her cunt-slot, disappearing between her fat arse-cheeks. The inner lips were dark – a contrast to the veined white flesh of her flabby thighs. I reached forward and touched her lightly, the tip of my finger stroking the small amount of labia that protruded from her unexplored old minge.

She whimpered – “No!” but it was no more than a token protest. She couldn’t even stand up unaided, never mind fight me (or, as she thought, Harry) off. I was severely tempted to ram my finger up her – end her 12 year drought then and there – but I wanted my mother-in-law sober and fully aware when I became the first man up her since she was widowed. The sight of her slumped back in the chair, brassiere in tatters, large udders hanging to either side and that neglected old cunt on view for the first time in years sent me over the edge. Harry was standing beside me, his eyes fixed between Betty’s spread legs, pumping at his cock as he enjoyed the view.

Betty, if any coherent thought was passing through her alcohol-clouded brain by this time, must have wondered when her son-in-law was going to come through the door, camera in hand, and save her. She was doomed to wait in vain.

I reached forward and grabbed my blindfolded old mother-in-law by the hair. Her lips were pinched hard together (her usual expression) but I pinched her nipple hard and, as her mouth opened to voice a d***ken protest, I grabbed my cock, thrust my hips forward and f***ed the head of my cock into her mouth. In truth it wasn’t a blow-job as I would expect it from any other woman. I just fucked my mother-in-law’s mouth hard and fast and held her head steady with a firm grip on her permed hair. I was too aroused to savour it – the thought that my cock was in Betty’s mouth was such a turn-on. No man had ever done this to her before. As I felt the spunk begin to pump I thrust deeper and held onto her as tightly as I could. Nevertheless, when she felt the first jet of sperm hit the back of her throat she managed to tear free from my grasp and was coughing and gagging as my second and third spurts hit her flushed cheeks and ran down her chin. Harry let fly at the same time. He was aiming at her face but the first hard spurt went into her hair and the subsequent ones splattered down on her heaving tits.

Harry had put the camera down in the excitement but I picked it up and got a lovely shot of my sperm-covered mother-in-law. I zipped myself up and headed silently for the door. Harry followed me and shut it silently behind him. Then he wedged a dining chair against the doorknob.

He walked over to where Betty lay slumped in her chair. Her legs were back together she was trying to arrange the remains of her brassiere to preserve a little of her lost modesty. She was also trying to spit out the last of the mouthful of spunk that I had shot into her. The result was a very un-ladylike dribble of mixed saliva and sperm that hung from her chin. Harry took the end of the silver tape in his fingers and, before Betty realised what was happening, ripped it off. It must have been painful but the old woman was anaesthetised with alcohol and hardly reacted. I was banging on the door, doing a passble impression of a man locked out. Betty looked across the room, trying deperately to focus – so THAT was why her son-in-law hadn’t come to her rescue.

Harry picked up the discarded knickers. He lifted the to his face and breathed heavily as he inhaled her odour from the gusset. “Mmmm – lovely! I think I’ll keep these as a souvenir. They’ll remind me what that fat old cunt of yours smells like. Oh……and what I dumped on those fat udders of yours!” He leaned forwards and wiped some of the spunk from her tits with the large cotton knickers. He threw her cardigan and dress at her. “Get dressed, Betty. Wouldn’t want your son-in-law to see you naked would you?”

He had to help her into the cardigan. Betty could hardly stand now. Harry buttoned the cardigan up and hauled her slacks up over her big hips. “There!” he said as he let her subside back into her armchair. He went to the door and lifted the chair away. “You can come in now. We’re finished.”

Betty was certainly finished. The large unaccustomed amount of alcohol had finally overcome her and she had passed out.

“See you later, squire,” said Harry, pocketing Betty’s spunk-soaked knickers as he left me alone with my u*********s, ravaged other-in-law.

After Harry had left I had tidied up and then dragged my u*********s and snoring mother-in-law over to the sofa (no easy task as she was a dead-weight). Then I spent an hour with her, carrying out the next, vital part of the plan. Eventually I left her to sl**p it off after making sure she was in the recovery position. I left a note propped up against the kettle in the kitchen: the first place she would go when she woke up – I never knew a woman who drinks as much tea as my mother-in-law does. The note said:-

Betty,Everything didn’t quite go according to plan but hopefully you won’t have to worry about the loan after today. I will be round to see you at 9am and we can discuss it then.
I looked in on her on the way out. Still gently snoring and dressed in her pink cardigan and flowered dress, Betty lay on her side on the sofa. She’d had a busy day!

Part 5

Part 5

The following morning I arrived at her door bright and early. I had my computer case in my hand containing my laptop and a few other “essential items”. My digital camera was loaded with fresh batteries too and was in the side-pocket of the bag. I let myself in with a duplicate key to Betty’s house that I had possessed for many years. Betty, of course, had no idea that, when she was away on holiday or on day-trips with her church women’s group, her son-in-law was letting himself into her house, rifling her underwear drawer (I had kept up with her changing sizes and tastes in bras and knickers for many years) and generally enjoying himself. In future I would be calling to enjoy myself when she WAS at home.

I found her sitting at the kitchen table nursing a cup of tea. She looked hung-over and was wearing her ancient dressing-gown. I knew and hated that dressing-gown. In the past, when we had lived further away from her than we did now, she had thrown it on in the mornings to come downstairs to make herself tea when she was staying with us. I much preferred to catch her as she was on her way to the bathroom for her early-morning pee. Then, straight from bed and with no time to spare, she would be dressed just in her old cotton nightie. This garment, although it was high at the neck and reached down to her calves, had the major advantage of being old and thin. In her “just got out of bed” braless state her teats would stand out like thimbles through the thin cotton and her unsupported udders would bounce and sway as she hurried along the hallway. This morning, however, even her large nipples couldn’t make themselves apparent through the thick flannel of her dressing gown.

She looked slightly befuddled still. “Was the door not shut properly?” I ignored that and took control. I knew that she would be feeling insecure, ashamed and I needed to dominate her again – gain the upper hand right from the start.

“Never mind that. Listen to me. I have got your loan greatly reduced and that loan shark won’t be round again if you do what I tell you…….”

“Yes, yes……anything!”

I waved her to silence.

“I said…..LISTEN!” She flinched but shut up. “Now, there are things to arrange, agreements to be made and it’s going to be a busy day. I want you looking your best so go upstairs, have a shower,brush your hair, put some make-up on. Make sure you wear a dress – something smart. Got it?”

“Yes, but why….where are we going…..who…?

“I’ll tell you what’s happening when you are ready. Now go and do as you’re told!”

After years of snooty dispproval it felt good to make the old bitch jump to my every word. She scuttled upstairs and soon I heard the shower running. I set up the laptop on the kitchen table and arranged a chair in front of it so that Betty could sit and watch the little presentation I had prepared for her. She was a complete technophobe and was sometimes confused by the remote control for her TV. Computers and the internet were a total mystery to her. After some 20 minutes I heard her coming back down the stairs. She was dressed in her “Sunday best” – literally. It was her “going to church” outfit – a mid-calf skirt in dark blue, a pale green blouse and another of her bl**dy cardigans - this one also in a light green with four buttons down the front and a ribbed pattern across the shoulders and halfway down her tits. She wore pale tights (they had to be tights – she didn’t possess any stockings) and she had run a brush through her permed hair and applied foundation. My mother-in-law rarely wore much make-up and today was no exception. Just lipstick – which made her thin lips look a little fuller.

“Where are we going…what…..?”

I motioned her to sit down. Her face was full of hope. It was almost a shame to burst her little bubble.

“OK. Here’s where we stand. Yesterday I managed to get an agreement out of Harry Robertson. The interest on the loan has been dropped considerably and as long as I keep up the reduced payments and keep to another arrangement I made with him he won’t be calling here again.”

“Oh Christopher, thank you, thank you! If you knew………”

I cut her short again. “So you see, Betty, whether you get Harry back with his nasty little demands or not is down to me and what I decide to do”

I could see her face brighten as she worked this out. It appeared that her son-in-law had got her off the hook. There was the disgusting business with the loan shark yesterday and her son-in-law must have guessed what was going on but Thank God he was the other side of a locked door. At least HE hadn’t seen her naked, hadn’t seen her………(I watched a shudder pass over her face as she remembered how a cock had been thrust into her mouth) The memories of yesterday were a little hazy and she couldn’t remember how she came wake up on the sofa but……

“I’m very grateful, Christopher…..I……”

“We’ll see how grateful you are in a minute” I said casually. “Nice blouse, by the way. I’ve always liked you in that blouse.”

“Thank you Christopher – but you still haven’t told we where we’re going …”

“We aren’t going anywhere.”

“So…I don’t understand. Why did you ask me to dress up like this?”

I looked down at her puzzled old face. She thought she was safe now – she thought she had been reprieved. No condemnation from the neighbours when she appeared in Court, no mutterings and whisperings when she walked into church on Sunday. It was time to tell her the price of her “respectability”.

“Because I thought you’d like to look smart for your first fuck since you were widowed” I replied calmly.

Her face reddened. “But…..how dare you…….what……..?

“I’m going to fuck you Betty and you’re going to let me. I own your debt, I got that loan shark off your back, I can “forget” to pay and drop you right back in it. But I don’t have to do that. All you have to do is show how grateful you are. I’ve wanted to fuck you from the first day I met you but I don’t want to fuck some scruffy old bitch in a manky dressing gown do I? Now you are a lot more presentable.”

“But…but….” she spluttered, “I couldn’t…not with…..with……..my daughter’s……….”

“Funny – you were keen enough last night. Or is it only after you’ve had a few drinks that you get randy?”

“I didn’t do anything with you…….I wouldn’t……!” But I could see the doubt in her eyes. She didn’t remember anything after she’d passed out yesterday. I decided to show her.

I pushed the space bar on the laptop and the screen sprung to life.

“Welcome to your Website, Betty” Betty’s face, taken from a f****y photo, smiled from the screen. Under it was the legend – “Betty’s Sex Site”

I pressed the space bar again and the first of the photos that I had taken after Harry had left came up on the screen. There was Betty, laid back on the sofa with her pink cardigan pushed open, her dress undone. She was, of course, braless and her elderly udder was flopped out. Her dress was up around her waist and her legs were apart. One liver-spotted hand appeared to be busy at her crotch.

“I don’t know what old Harry did to you but it certainly seems to have got you going doesn’t it? I come back from sorting him out, playing the evidence, getting him to drop the Court proceedings and there you are – wanking like a horny teenager!

I could see Betty about to deny it but the picture was there in front of her. Then the next photo came up on the screen.

“I put the camera on the coffee table and set it to automatic. Come out well, haven’t they?

The second shot showed me standing beside my mother-in-law as she lay on the sofa. Her hand was reaching for my flies and I was holding her wrist. The cardigan was off now and her big 40E breasts lolled invitingly.

“Pity your face is a little obscured in that one but it’s a nice shot of your tits, isn’t it?”

Betty was staring at the screen in horrified silence. If she knew the truth behind these images – that it had taken me ages to pose each shot so she looked natural and part of the action rather than a comatose, unresponsive puppet – she might have called my bluff. However, her memories of the previous day were hazy at best. She was convinced by the “evidence” in front of her.

I pressed the space bar a few more times and let her see the results of my hour’s work the previous day. There was Betty wanking Chris while he groped her tits (I’d held her hand onto my shaft but it looked convincing ), Betty opening her mouth to take Chris’s cock (I was proud of that one – her mouth was gaping open anyway and it seemed like the obvious thing to do. The fact that her eyes were closed just made it look like she was enjoying proceedings).

Betty turned her face away but I put my hand on the top of her head and turned it back. Now she could see herself with her legs spread and her son-in-law busy between her plump thighs. Her head was thrown back (it had taken me a while to set her up in that position) in what appeared to be ecstasy.

” I won’t mention what bad manners it is to allow your son-in-law to lick you to orgasm and then pass out! Still, now the website is up and running I’m wondering if I should keep these to myself. The Vicar’s got internet access now hasn’t he? (Betty was at least aware of this – she had been instrumental in introducing me to the vicar and I had helped him set up the site.) Should we e.mail him – give him the address and let him see those nice big titties of yours? (She gave a stifled sob and a tiny shake of her head)

“I’ve always liked looking at your tits, Betty. I remember the first time I saw the naked. You really should be more careful when you get changed under a towel!”

I saw the look of horror cross her face as she cast her mind back. She hadn’t realised at the time that I had got a good look at her tits that day. Now she knew.

I was standing behind her and I slid my hand down the front of her blouse, inside the top of her slip. I felt the swelling of her right breast and followed it down to where it met the top of her bra-cup. She was trembling but made no move to stop me. No hope for her now – no “forget it ever happened”. I had her just where I wanted her. Her fat old tits left little space in the bra-cup for my questing fingers but I found her semi-erect nipple and rolled it between thumb and forefinger. I smiled as I felt the rubbery teat stiffen to full erection as I manipulated it.

“Looks like your titiies are loving it Betty” No answer – but I didn’t care. I slid my hand out of her bra, picked up the camera and pulled her to her feet.

“Upstairs – now!”

I helped Betty up from the kitchen chair. She looked to be in shock. I had given her hope and then dashed it and she was struggling to make sense of it all. I knew that look – I’d seen it before plenty of times during my years in the f***e. Betty had reached that resigned state that I had seen when criminals finally realised that they had run out of options. Betty now knew that her son-in-law had control over her. If she wanted to stay out of Court or, worse still, have pictures of her, naked and abandoned and performing the most disgusting sex-acts on her own son-in-law, viewed by the vicar and half the congregation of her church she had no option but to give in to me.

She rose unsteadily to her feet and headed slowly for the stairs. I followed her fat rump and, on a whim, when she was almost at the top of the stairs I told her to stop where she was. I sat down on a lower step and leaned forward so I could see up her skirt. She realised what I was doing and instinctively reached down to pull the hem into the back of her legs.

“Leave it!” I barked and, meek as a lamb, she let her hands fall to her sides. I remembered the times when she had caught me peeping up between her legs. I recalled the look of prim disapproval and the way she had hastily closed her legs to deny me a view. Now I was calling the shots. I tapped her ankle.

“A little further apart” She shuffled her feet apart on the step. I had my head between her feet and was peering up between her legs. In truth, I had actually seen more the day before when she was lying naked on the sofa. Now I could see right up to the top of her legs to where her white knickers were visible through the sheer nylon of her light tan tights. Betty had always been a “knickers under” woman. The erotic charge came from the power I was exercising over her. I kept her standing there for several minutes while I studied the bulge at her crotch. Then I let her proceed up the stairs to the bedroom.

Betty stood by the bed – crushed and subservient now, awaiting her instructions. I took out the camera. There was a chair in the bedroom, festooned with sweaters, skirts, cardigans etc. – she always had been an untidy cow. I swept the garments onto the floor.

“Sit!” Betty did as she was told. The chair was an old easy chair. I knelt and pointed the camera at her. “Open your knees a bit,” There was no resistance now. The disdainful old prude was now totally defeated. She opened her knees as instructed. “Click”.

“A little wider” I soon had a lovely series that captured the view I had enjoyed so many times in the past. The tempting bulge between those nylon-clad thighs. When I had enough pictures – including some nice close-ups – I got her to stand up.

I decided to undress her myself. Yesterday I had watched her strip – she, of course, had no idea that I was in the room at the time. Now it was my turn to remove her clothes. I smiled as I thought of it as unwrapping a present I had promised myself for years. I undid the cardigan, removed it and then began unbuttoning her blouse. I yanked it out of the waistband of her skirt, pulled the front open and peeled if from her shoulders. I let it fall around her feet. She was wearing a full, length slip – a cream nylon garment with a thin lacey trim. I slipped the straps from her plump shoulders but the fitted nature of the garment ensured that it stayed in place. I took the bodice in both hands and ripped it open.

“You’ve heard of “bodice rippers” Betty. Now you’re starring in one!” She didn’t respond. The camera was now on its tripod and clicking away automatically every 30 seconds. I made sure I positioned myself so the camera had a good shot at what was going on.

“Undo your bra”. Yesterday I had cut through the material of her brassiere to enable quick access to her tits but today I had all the time in the world. She was wearing her best bra – a 40E Marks and Spencers one that she had bought only a few weeks before. The cups were lacy and I could see the outline of her nipples through the material. I couldn’t be bothered to struggle with 4 hook and eyes. My elderly mother-in-law had a lifetime’s experience in unfastening her brassieres – let her do it. I smiled to myself as the last hook and eye came undone. Her tits dropped several inches – Betty’s bra’s had to work hard to hold those big udders up. The bra had dropped with the tits. I hooked it between the cups with my finger and lifted it away from her body to expose her elderly breasts. God they were an amazing sight! I could stare at her tits all day. The soft, white tit-flesh with the blue vein showing through the skin at the end of each one. The red/brown darkness of her wide areolae, the pimpled texture leading to the rubbery nipples – now fully erect with the small milk-hole apparent. I loved the way her teats appeared ready to be milked at any moment despite her 74 years.

I held her behind the head and pulled her towards me. I kissed her on the lips with no response until I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She tried to resist but then obviously thought better of it. It seemed that french kissing was not part of her repertoire but her thin old lips parted to allow my tongue access to her mouth and I made the most of it, tasting her lipstick and sliding my tongue in and out of her mouth in clear imitation of a cock entering a cunt.

I pushed her gently back so she was sitting on the edge of her bed. I unzipped my jeans and hauled out my rock-hard cock. Betty was looking off to the side – steadfastly looking everywhere but at my face or my cock. I held her by the chin and turned her face towards me, tilting it down so she was gazing at my cock.

“Remember when you last saw a hard cock, Betty?” She didn’t answer. I gripped her jaw a little more firmly. “Answer me Betty. Don’t annoy me – remember what happens if you annoy me. Now – when did you last see a man’s cock?”

“My huband….before…….” She whispered.

“Have a good look Betty.” I pulled back the foreskin and the swollen purple knob slid into view.. Despite herself I could see that my mother-in-law couldn’t help staring. Poor bitch – she hadn’t had one of these near her for years. A small bead of clear pre-cum oozed from the end. I leaned forward and smeared it against her cheek where it glistened against the foundation powder.

“Wank me!” I breathed and lifted her hand to my shaft. She began a rhythmic mechanical pumping.

“Is that how you wanked your husband?” She was silent. I gripped her hair and twisted it. Not hard enough to really hurt but…….

“I thought you understood, Betty. When I ask a question – you answer! Now – is that how you wanked your husband?”

“Y….y….yes. I didn’t like doing it but when he wanted me too……I….like this……” Her voice was low. She hated discussing anything to do with sex. Too bad. I wanted to talk about it and she would do as she was told.

“Hold it properly. The most sensitive place is here,” I moved her hand so her thumb rested just where I wanted it. “Now, like this,” I put my large male hand over her liver-spotted old one and moved it back and forth. Once she had the rhythm I took my hand away. I reached down and started pulling on her elderly teats as she wanked me. I enjoyed the sensation for a minute or so – I would have to teach her to be an expert wanker but for now she was doing OK. My cock was inches from her mouth.

“Suck me!” I saw her start to shake her head in protest but she wasn’t going to be allowed to refuse me anything. She would do whatever I wanted. “Do it!” I growled.

The protest was purely token – she knew where the power lay in the relationship now. I pushed my hips forward and f***ed my cock into her mouth. I could see the look of disgust that passed over her face as my cock slid over her tongue. I held her head and pulled her onto me, moving her head back and forth slowly as I had done with her hand. She picked up the rhythm as quickly as she had before. I looked down. The sight of my prim and proper mother-in-law, the disapproving old bitch who thought I wasn’t good enough for her daughter, sucking on my cock was one I would have paid a lot of money to see. Now it was something I could see any time I wanted. Click……click…click. The camera was capturing it all. I couldn’t last much longer. I would soon erupt into Betty’s mouth and I wanted my spunk to be shot elsewhere this time. There was a soft “plop” as I withdrew my cock, shiny with her saliva.

“Stand up!” She did as she was told and stood in front of me. I undid the button and zip at the side of her skirt and it fell to the floor around her feet. Now she was naked to the waist with her big droopy tits hanging to the waistband of her tights. Her belly pushed the tights out and I could see her huge white knickers under the tan nylon. I knelt down and hooked my fingers in the waistband of tights and into the top of her elasticated knickers and pulled both articles down around her knees. My face was level with her cunt, the sparsely haired mound slightly overlapped by her belly. Without being asked she stepped out of the tights and knickers. Now she was naked – totally. I leaned forward and buried my face in her elderly bush. I gripped her bum-cheeks and squeezed them hard, pressing her mound against my face. She was trembling slightly as my fingers slid into the deep cleft between her cheeks. Looking up past the bulge of her mons I could see the swell of her belly and, above that, those gorgeous hanging udders. I released my grip and looked up at her worried face.

“Sit on the bed again” She was obeying every command instantly now and sat docilely on the edge of the bed. I pushed her back until she was lying on the bed with her feet on the floor and her arse just on the edge of the mattress. Her tits flopped to each side, the area around her teats wrinkling as her breasts flattened.

I pushed her knees apart. A momentary resistance was soon abandoned and she was lying there wide open and exposed. I went to the camera and focussed on her revealed sex. The entire length of her slit was on show, from where the fat mound first divided to where the plump outer labia met her fat buttocks. The wrinkled inner lips just peeped out. Although her cunt-hairs were sparse on her mound there was a thicker growth at the top of her slit and a line of curly hairs grew on each side of the plum.p slot between her thighs. I reached forward and used the thumb and forefinger of my left hand to spread the fat outer labia. The fatness of her cunt made for a deep slit and, once pulled open, I could see that her inner piss-flaps were quite long and dark with crinkled edges. I peeled the apart with the middle finger of my right hand and exposed the old cow’s clit. I wondered how often she had stroked that. Had she lay in bed only a few days ago and rubbed herself? I often found marks on her nightdress during my visits to her house that indicated that she had pressed the material into her slit – presuably during a masturbatory session. I spread her wider and saw her tight, long neglected fuck-hole. I ran my fingertip down to the entrance. She was dry as a desert – no point in trying to f***e a finger up there yet. Her legs tried to close reflexively but I was locking them apart with my own.

“Put your hands behind your head and keep them there!” I lowered my head between her thighs and ran my tongue slowly from her hole to her clit. I flicked the tip of my tongue over the fleshy nub and felt her stiffen. I slid my tongue back down between those fleshy lips and dipped the tip into her tight fuck-hole. I could taste her cunt – at the moment it tasted slightly of piss. y tongue slid back up her slit and I took her clit between my lips and sucked gently on it. It was growing. I glanced up at her face. My old prude of a mother-in-law had her eyes screwed tightly shut. Her face said she was hating ever moment of this (I remembered her remark about oral sex being “Disgusting” and how “normal people don’t do it”) but her body told a different story. I continued my attentioned to her clit and felt it grow and stiffen between my lips. I slipped my tongue down to her entrance yet again and was rewarded with a tangy, salty taste. I felt the slipperiness against my lips. Betty was getting wet!

I tried her hole with my fingertip. She wasn’t exactly dripping but there was enough lubrication to allow my finger to slide inside her. I pushed it up to the second knuckle and felt her cunt contract to grip the invading finger. She was tight enough anyway – it was going to be like fucking a virgin. I knew about “vaginal atrophy” – the way a cunt that wasn’t regulary fucked would literally “shrink”. Obviously Betty’s hairy hole hadn’t been used at all. I wanted her good and ready. I reached into the bag I had bought with me and brought out my wife’s favourite vibrator. I switched it on and applied it to my elderly mother-in-law’s erect clit. I felt her try and close her legs but I was prepared and kept them open.

“Just relax, Betty. You know you’re enjoying this!”

I heard her breathing becoing more rapid. Got you, you old bitch!

“Turn over!” I was in a hurry now. I wanted my cock inside her as soon as possible.

She rolled onto her belly and I got her to kneel on the edge of the bed, her face pressed into the mattress. I nudged her legs wide. Her arse was thrust high into the air and her big droopy udders dangled, the erect teats almost touching the duvet. I prised her buttocks apart. I could see her fat, hairy old cunt thrust back towards me, the entrance to her vagina glistening with her cunt-juices. I could see the brown, puckered ring of her old arsehole. Now there was a hole that I was willing to bet was totally unexplored. For a moment I was tempted – but that was a pleasure to be saved for another day.

I positioned the head of my cock against the entrance to my elderly mother-in-law’s cunt. I had waited for this moment for as long as I had known her. I was going to take my time. I pressed forward and watched as the purple head parted her fleshy cunt-lips. The head was testing the tightness of the entrance to her body. She was tense but well-lubricated and my own oozing pre-cum added to the slippery wetness. My cock was as hard as a steel bar and f***ed itself inch by inch into Betty’s aged vagina until I was buried deep inside her. I looked down and admired the view. My cock was buried to the hilt and I feeling of her elderly cunt gripping my penis.

I reached under her body and tyook one pendulous tit in my hand. I squeezed it firmly and, leaning forward, whispered in her ear.

“Can you feel it, Betty? Can you feel my cock in your fat old cunt?” She didn’t answer so I squeezed a little harder. “I asked you a question, Betty”

The words came out with an effort, “”Yes,” she whispered, “I can feel it”

I moved gently, just an inch each way. “I’m fucking you, what am I doing?”

The reply was so soft as to be almost inaudible, “F…..f..fucking me!”

I wondered if that word had ever passed her lips before that moment.

I stepped up the pace and length of stroke. Soon my cock was going in and out of her old hole like a piston, my balls slapping against her and each thrust causing her udders to sway and jiggle. I had relinquished my hold on the and they swung free under her.

It was such a turn-on – after all these years of sneaking glimpses up between her legs, dreaming of undressing her, ogling her teats I was finally fucking her hard and fast – the first man to fuck her for many years, only the second man ever to get his finger or cock up her, she was mine!

I knew that I was close to coming and I grabbed the vibrator from the bed beside her and pressed it to her swollen clit as I pounded my cock into her. I heard her give a little whimpering gasp and felt her ancient cunt contracting as her orgasm hit her. Her vagina, already a tight fit, milked my cock with a vice-like grip as the spasms shook her. I felt my balls contract and thrust my cock as deep as I could inside her – my cockhead must have been pressed against the neck of her elderly womb – and pumped spurt after spurt of hot spunk into her. Eventually I pulled out of her. I looked down as her cunt closed behind my withdrawn cock and saw a dribble of sperm escape from between her slick and shiny piss-flaps.

She was moaning softly, her face red and flushed, her tits shiny with sweat. I grinned. This was just the beginning. From now on my Mother-in-law – that grim-faced, disapproving old prude – was ghoing to be my personal sex-slave and every one of her holes was reserved for my own personal pleasure. I was SO glad she’d taken out that loan from Harry!... Continue»
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Blackmailing my Old Mother In Law

This fantasy is based on fact. Betty did get into money troubles just as described and I did bail her out. The pity is that I didn’t take advantage in the way described here!

Blackmailing Betty

I had been working from home when the call came. I had a mountain of paperwork to catch up on and little time to complete it so I wasn’t in the best of moods as I rang the doorbell of my mother-in-law’s small bungalow twenty minutes later. My mother-in-law, Betty, had phoned and begged me to come over and that in itself was strange – relations between us had never been particularly close; she was a woman who was very prim and proper and I knew that she found my brand of humour “vulgar”. We managed polite conversation but never had any great friendship. For her to phone me up – and do so when she knew my wife was at work – was a rarity. I figured she must have some emergency – a burst pipe or some problem with her washing machine. There had also been a strange tone to her voice – she had almost pleaded with me to come over – I remembered what she’d said, “Can you come over as soon as you can…Please Christopher!” Unusual – Betty wasn’t the type to beg.

The door opened and Betty greeted me with, “Oh, thank God! Come in Christopher.”

This WAS odd! I didn’t remember her being that pleased to see me before. Whatever the problem was it must be serious. She was flustered and her eyes were red as if she had been crying. I followed her down the hallway – trying to ignore the faint but persistent smell of cats that always hung around her house. Betty had never been what you would call “houseproud” – she vacuumed rarely and dusted less and the place was cluttered with unopened junk-mail, dirty cups and saucers, clothes awaiting ironing – all manner of stuff. She might be a pillar of the church but she was a slut about the house.

She was muttering as she led the way into the sitting room – “I don’t know what I’m going to do! I never realised…” – wittering on but I wasn’t listening. I was watching her large buttocks as I followed her down the hallway. One of my biggest regrets was that Betty wore long dresses all the time now. She was approaching her 75th birthday but when I had first known her – some 30 years ago – she had always worn above the knee dresses or skirts. Even when I had first got married to her daughter I had often fantasised fucking Betty – sometimes I even imagined it as I was fucking my wife – because Betty had been a handsome woman in those days. Adding to her allure was the fact that she had been widowed for some while and had never had a man since. Nothing had changed – Betty was still unfucked some 12 years later.

The major benefit from her wearing shorter skirts was the fact that, whenever I could, I would sneak peeks up between her legs. I had been investigating the contents of her underwear drawer from the very first time I had been trusted with a key to her house when she was away on church coach holidays. That was just a year after I first met her daughter and I soon had a secret duplicate key cut for my own use. Using this I had followed her progression from the last days of nylon knickers (for just a year or so during her mid 40′s), through medium sized cotton briefs in pastel shades of blue, pink and yellow with white trim at the legs (during her 50′s). In her 60′s she moved on to larger cotton knickers with a tiny flower pattern which I suspect she bought in bulk at some time during her early 60′s and wore until the elastic finally gave out. For the last few years she had worn the big, white, cotton “belly-huggers” that she bought from Marks and Spencers – in common with most British women over 60.

My mind was on her knickers as I studied her large arse because I could imagine the outline of them through her flowered dress. As usual my cock stirred slightly as I imagined parting her big, soft bum-cheeks and plunging my shaft between them. It was never going to happen, of course. Betty thought oral sex “disgusting” – she once told my wife that it was not something indulged in by normal people – so the chances of her allowing anyone to fuck her in that hole were on a par with Accrington Stanley winning the Premiership. The chances of her allowing any man anywhere near her cunt were similar and the chances of her son-in-law being the man in question were nil. But I could dream, couldn’t I?

We entered the sitting room and Betty flopped down into her old armchair. Like most of her furniture it had seen better days and it sagged badly. Not that I minded. In the DBLS (Days Before Long Skirts) the sagginess of that chair had provided me with lots of upskirt views of my modest and prudish mother-in-law. I had taken every opportunity to see the knickers I had seen in her underwear drawer “in situ” – especially when she rose from her chair. At that moment, no matter how tightly her knees had been clamped together up until then, they would part and give me a glimpse of heaven.

The memory of those gusset views flashed through my mind as I waited for my mother-in law to get to the point and tell me what the problem was. No chance of seeing up between her legs today as she was wearing a flower-print dress which came halfway down her calves - although it was a button-through type and it gaped at the bottom to show several inches of lace trimmed slip. That day she had chosen a pink cardigan to wear over her dress.


I risked a quick glance at her tits and saw, as usual, that her large nipples were just making their presence apparent. Ironically, for such a prim and proper woman, Betty is blessed with a pair of 40E breasts (I don’t confine myself to her knickers when I investigate her underwear drawers!) surmounted by large teats. Much to her obvious embarrasment her nipples seem to have a mind of their own and, never less than semi-erect, they stiffen and swell if the temperature drops in the slightest. Often she will cross her arms across her chest to hide these obvious swellings but that day they were only just visible and she was obviously too pre-occupied to worry about them.

Her bottom lip was quivering – she rarely wore make-up but always allowed herself a smear of lipstick – and I saw a tear run down her cheek as she wailed, “Oh Christopher – what am I going to do?”

It took a while to get the story out of her but it was depressing but common when I did. To pay for my s****r-in-laws wedding some years ago she had taken out a loan. When she got into difficulties with that she had taken out another to pay it off – from a nice man who called every week to collect the money. Now she owed a couple of thousand pounds – which she didn’t have – and the man was talking about court proceedings.

I was watching her sob – an activity that made her tits move in a very attractive manner – and thinking that we could afford to bail her out and I could probably get the money by the end of the week when she blurted out something that totally altered my half-formed plan. Through her tears and with many hesitations and false starts it emerged that if she was “nice” to the loanshark (actually, he was just an employee of a national company) he would pay half her weekly payments and cancel the Court proceedings.

“He wanted….he wants me to…..to………every week….to……..”

Eventually I managed to work out that the collector was demanding a weekly blow job

in return for paying half her payment each week. That worked out at £20 a time – a bargain!

I looked at my mother in law as she sat huddled and weeping in her chair. I was furious with the loan collector. Not because he wanted to fuck my mother-in-law’s mouth – hell, I’d wanted to do that from the first day I met her – but becauseI’d been trying to get into Betty’s knickers for 30 years and this bastard had almost got there first!

“What am I going to do Christopher?” she wailed.

“Don’t worry, Betty”, I said reassuringly, I think I have a plan!

Part 2

I took Betty’s payment book. The name and address of the agent was written on the inside of the cover and it seemed he lived a couple of miles away. Betty looked up at me, desperation on her tear-streaked face.

“Can you pay him off, Christopher? I couldn’t bear the shame if they took me to court and if I lose the house…………” The rest was lost in another bout of sobbing.

“Heaven’s, Betty, we don’t have the sort of money to pay this off” (A lie but she would never suspect). “I’m sure if I reason with him we can work something out. Now – you stay here and wait for me to come back.”

The look of gratitude she gave me almost melted my heart (but only “almost”). “Please don’t tell Claire anything about this – she mustn’t know. Please Christopher!” She was begging again. I could feel my cock stirring. It was such a turn-on to have the old cow in my power like this after so many years of her snooty, superior attitude towards me.

“I won’t tell Claire.” I said. Of course I wouldn’t tell my wife – she would just pay the silly old woman’s debt off!

“Oh thank you! Thank you!” she whispered as I left.

The agent lived in a smart detached house in a leafy avenue. Business was obviously good. I rang the doorbell and it was answered by a smartly dressed man in his early 50′s.

“Can I help you?” he asked.

“Yes – you’ve been blackmailing my mother-in law. You wanted her to suck your cock in return for you paying off half her weekly repayments. That’s a criminal offence and it carries a maximum sentence of 10 years in jail. I have her statement here and I think we should talk.” I waved the envelope (which contained a letter to my bank that I had intended to post later) and his face went white.

He blustered for a while but when he realised that I wasn’t going to go to the police (while understanding that was an option I was prepared to consider if I had to) he relaxed enough to pour us both a glass of whisky. I’d had a good look through Betty’s payment book and recognised the scam. Over twenty years in the Police f***e had given me an insight into all these doorstep cons and it came to me where I had seen his smiling face before. I was retired from the f***e but I had a good memory.

“So, Harry – still playing the old “widow’s mite” con?” I said and Harry’s bluster disappeared completely. He knew he was rumbled. Harry had set up a loan company (doubtless under his wife’s name or some alias of his own) and appointed himself an agent – the man who made the doorstep collections and enticed the customers deeper into debt. Find a financially naive and trusting old woman, add on various bogus “administration charges” to an already high interest rate and collect a handsome income. Sooner or later the customer wouldn’t be able to pay up and Harry – the Widow’s Friend – would offer another loan but over a longer period (like forever!) for a slightly smaller weekly amount. The threats of court proceedings and house reposession was just to add a little urgency. The women never knew that Harry was the loan company – “If it was down to me dear………!” – Harry’s added little twist was to blackmail his female customers for sex when they fell behind with the payments. Harry had a record and had served time. Now he was back in the old routine hoping that the “widows might” give him sexual favours to avoid losing their houses.

“Don’t worry Harry – I won’t tell anyone. As long as you let me collect a few of your “debts” now and again – and I’m having sole rights to all “collections” from my mother-in-law. What attracted you there, Harry?”

Now we were partners in crime Harry became expansive and chatty. “Well,” he said with a leer, “It was those tits, wasn’t it? She used to stand on the doorstep and those fat old nipples of hers would be poking out at me and I thought she’d be game for a bit of fun. Not been a man round there for years, has there? Then she gets all prudish and disgusted. I get a few like that but you’d be surprised how soon they come round once they have a cock inside them!” He winked.

I laughed with him. Somehow I didn’t see Betty turning into some sort of nymphomaniac overnight but I didn’t care. As long as I got what I wanted out of it. I explained to Harry how our new partnership would work and exactly what I wanted from him. He chuckled as I explained my plan. He was still chuckling as I left.

“See you soon Christopher!” he called as I walked to my car.

Betty must have been looking out for my car because the front door was open before I got to it. Her anxious face searched mine for signs of hope. I looked suitably serious and walked past her into the lounge. She followed and collapsed into her armchair. Years of interviewing suspects had taught me all about how to gain and keep control of an interview so I remained standing, looming over Betty as she sat anxiously in her chair.

“Did you see him? What did he say? Will I have to go to Court? Will I lose the house?” her voice was choked with emotion.

“If you shut up I’ll tell you!” I said – now was the time to let her know who was in control here.

“Sorry, Christopher,” she muttered. Excellent! Now we knew who was giving the orders.

“I saw the agent and it’s not good,” (she gave a little whimper), “However……” (I paused to let her have a spark of hope), I managed to get him to postpone the court proceedings for a week and it might just be possible to save the house but……”

“Oh Christopher – thank you! Thank you!” Now I had her hopes up – time to reel her in.

I walked over to the display cabinet where Betty kept wine glasses. She didn’t keep alcohol in the house and, apart from a single glass of sweet sherry on Xmas Day and at weddings, she was effectively teetotal. I pulled a bottle of sherry from the bag I had collected from home and poured us both a large glass.

“Drink this – it’ll help you calm down a bit.” She protested but was too cowed at the moment to make any real protest. “Down in one – best way” I cajoled her.

With a look of distaste she raised the glass and drained the contents. Her face screwed up as she swallowed. She didn’t know it but she’d just downed a quadruple measure – and although it looked like sherry I had added vodka to the bottle before leaving home. Betty now had the equivalent of a treble vodka and a single sweet sherry inside her – and on an empty stomach too. Oh dear!

I waited for her to stop spluttering before I continued.

“This man has the law on his side as far as the money is concerned. He CAN take you to court and he CAN make you sell the house. You’ve been very stupid Betty.”

“I know, I know!” she wailed.

“OK,” I continued, “I ‘ve promised him a couple of hundred from my own account to keep him quiet for the next few days……” (I cut short Betty’s thanks with a wave of my hand), “It means I will have to borrow it from my bank but Claire need not know. So at least we’ve postponed the threat but we need to think what you are going to do to save the house.”

“Can’t we go to the Polisshhh…Po……Police?” she slurred.

I was surprised that the alcohol was taking effect so fast but then I remembered how fuzzy she had got after one glass of wine last Xmas Day. She had no tolerance for alcohol at all.

“No – he laughed when I threatened that. He’ll just deny ever asking you to do ………what he wanted you to do to him. He’ll say you made it up to get out of paying. You’ve got no witnesses – his word against yours – and I know who the Police will believe. Women who owe money try that all the time. I saw lots of cases when I was in the f***e. Without evidence they’ll believe him.”

I knew Betty would have been hoping that I could use my contacts in the f***e to help her. I saw her misery deepen as I stamped that little spark of hope out. .

“So – to avoid him coming back with a Court Order and compelling you to sell the house – you’ve got these options – Betty”. She wasn’t paying attention – she was visualising her house being sold.

“Betty! Listen to me!” Her head snapped up and she looked (a trifle unfocused) into my face.

“First, could you get a loan from the Bank?”

“No – I asked but I’m overdrawn and they won’t let me have any more until my pension comes in….I asked and asked…….” A couple of fat tears rolled down her cheeks.

“OK – so, Second, you go to court and they will either sell enough of your stuff to pay the debt………”

“But……but…” She was sobbing again now, “I don’t have anything……issss all…….furniture……all……..” I saw her trying to concentrate through a fog of alcohol and despair.

“So…..third option…..you do what he wants. He comes round every week and you pay half the amount…..and suck his cock every week, let him maul your body and shoot his sperm into your mouth week after week until he gets tired of it and calls the debt in anyway.” I saw her flinch at the crudity but I wanted her to be in no doubt what degradation she would be letting herself in for

“Nooooooooooooooooooooo!!” It was cry of utter despair and I knew I had her totally in my power.

“Or……we could get him to back off for good……….but…..no…..you wouldn’t do it……”

I appeared to be talking to myself.

It was almost pitiful to see the flicker of hope cross my mother-in-law’s tear-streaked face.

“I couldn’t ask you to do it – it would be the only chance but……”

“I’ll do it! Whatever it is! Please Christopher!!”

And that’s when I told her of my plan – the only way to get the loan-shark out of her life. She would have to appear to go along with his suggestion. I would phone him (I told her that the agent was waiting for her decision even now) and get him to come round as soon as possible. I showed Betty the small digital voice recorder I had brought from home.

“We’ll get him on tape. If we have a recording of him demanding that you suck him off……”

Betty looked pained. “Please don’t use that expression, Christopher!”

“A bit late to get all prim and proper now Betty!” I snapped – she needed a reminder of her place in this situation.

“Sorry” she muttered contritely

“Once we have the evidence we’ve got him!”

I explained that we didn’t need to go to the Police with our evidence – Harry would certainly run away once he knew we had a tape and photographs. Betty was horrified – photographs!!! I explained that photographic proof was needed too. By now she was too defeated and squiffy to think straight anyway.

“It won’t be pleasant – but it will only be once and then all this will be over. I’ll listen at the door and as soon as he puts his cock into your mouth (the look of disgust on my miserable old prude of a mother-in-law’s face was a joy to behold) I’ll burst in, take a photo of him forcing you to do it against your will and that will be the end of the story. He could go to prison for years once we have the proof – so he’ll agree to cancel your debt. Agreed?”

Betty was beaten and she knew it. She had only herself to blame for this situation and if the solution went against all her upbringing and morals – what choice did she have? She nodded miserably.

I picked up the phone and dialled. “Mr Robertson? My mother-in-law agrees with your terms. She’s waiting for you now.”

Part 3

While we waited for Harry to arrive I went over the plan with Betty one more time. I had poured another glass of “sherry” and my mother-in-law had downed it in two gulps. Knowing her lack of tolerance for alcohol I knew that she must, by now, be fairly inebriated. I didn’t want her passing out so I had made the second measure smaller but she was obviously well on the way to being d***k as a skunk. By the time the doorbell rang she was finding it hard to focus and was obviously dreading what was to come.

I ushered Harry in. I was curt and businesslike. This, I had told my subdued mother-in-law earlier, was where we got Harry on record demanding sex with menaces.

“So, Mr Robertson, let’s be quite clear what you are suggesting. How much does my mother-in-law owe you and what will happen if she can’t pay?”

“She owes £4300 and if she doesn’t come up with at least £500 this week the Company will take her to Court. After that she’ll have to pay the rest off at £50 every week and if she can’t do that the Company will demand that the house is sold to cover the debt.” (I heard Betty give a little sob)

“Or…….” I left the question hanging

“Or she can be nice to me when I come round on Wednesdays to collect. I’ll persuade the Company to call off the demand for the £500 and she can pay £25 a week. I’ll make up the rest.”

“When you say, “be nice to you”………….?”

“Nothing much – give me a wank or suck me off. Maybe a tit-wank now and again. Oh, and a cup of tea afterwards – two sugars!” He chuckled at his own wit.

I had been watching Betty flinch as Harry described the sexual acts he was demanding of her. She tried one final negotiation.

“Not…..what you said….in my mouth….” she mumbled pleadingly. I knew why – she had always considered oral sex “disgusting”. I was willing to bet that even her late husband had never managed to get his cock into her mouth. She had probably worn rubber gloves to wank him off.

Harry played his part magnificently. He leaned down until his face was inches from Betty’s tear-stained one. “Suck my cock or lose your house!” he growled. Betty shrank back.

“Well? What’s it to be?” he demanded.

Betty nodded. “Yes” Her voice was a small defeated whisper.

“No time like the present,” Harry said. He turned to me. “Want to watch?”

I saw the look of panic on Betty’s face. Her humiliation was bad enough without her son-in-law witnessing every moment of it.

“Certainly not!” I said stiffly. “But I’ll be just outside and if I hear any sign of you hurting her or………”

“Oh don’t be so stupid,” said Harry.

As I left I saw Betty give me a last, pleading look. She was relying on me to burst in at a critical moment, take the incriminating photo and confront Harry with his crime. Unfortunately she was so pissed by now that she then started staring openly at the micro-recorder I had hidden under the coffee-table. I left the room and shut the door behind me.

Harry was enjoying himself. “Right, Betty. Close your eyes.” The old woman did as she was told and was startled as she felt something being wrapped tightly round her head, covering her eyes. By the time her drink-fuddled brain had processed this thought it was too late to struggle. She started to raise her hands to pull the blindfold off but Harry grasped her wrists and prevented it.

“Just a little insurance, Betty. If you ever get stupid and cry **** they’ll ask you to describe my body, any birthmarks, what did my cock look like. This way you won’t be able to – and that means they won’t believe you!” Harry had come up with this explanation himself when he and I were fine-tuning our plan and I had to admit that it was a small piece of genius.

Betty now had a 2″ wide strip of Duck tape preventing her seeing anything.

“Now, stand up!” Betty tried but the room seemed to spin and she fell back onto the sofa.

“Just one more little precaution….” said Harry and he went across to the door. Silently he opened it and let me in.

“What…..?” murmured Betty.

“Just making sure we aren’t interrupted. Wouldn’t want anyone bursting in on us would we?”

I could see my mother-in-law trying to work this out. The alcohol was clouding her brain. Wasn’t the idea that her son-in-law should burst in?

Harry and I were now standing side-by side a few feet in front of the blindfolded old woman. Harry grabbed her wrists and hauled her to her feet where she stood , swaying slightly. “Right, Betty. Let’s see what I’m getting for my money” He leaned forward, his face inches from hers. “Strip!”

With hesitant fingers, her task made all the harder by the fact that she had d***k the best part of half a bottle of vodka, Betty started to remove her cardigan. When it was off she dropped it on the floor. Harry and I were both staring at her chest – we could see the outline of her bra through the material of her dress where, I was gratified to see, her elderly teats were already half-erect and pushing at the material.

Betty was too lost in her own little world of misery to register the sound of two zips being undone as Harry and I pulled our cocks out and stroked the as we watched her undress. She certainly didn’t register the tiny “click” that my digital camera made each time I recorded this for future pleasure. I took snap after snap as Betty discarded the cardigan and, after only a momentary hesitation, started to unbutton her dress, starting at the top. She was very d***k now and her fingers fumbled with the buttons. Harry, ever the gentleman, waited until all the buttons were undone and helped her shrug the dress off. It fell to the floor to join her discarded cardigan. She stood, unresisting as Harry grabbed the hem of her slip and pulled it up. Like a sl**py c***d being undressed by a parent Betty lifted her arms high and the slip joined the growing pile of clothing at her feet.
“Now the bra!” Betty just sat there. “Do it, you old cow – take your bra off”. Betty was wearing one of her favourite front-fastening bras and she fumbled with the hooks and eyes between her breasts the demands of four fiddly hooks and eyes were now well beyond her d***ken capabilities. The process did, however, thrust her big, elderly tits out nicely and both Harry and I (and the snapping camera) were enjoying the show.

I put my finger to my lips to caution Harry to be silent and reached down to the coffee-table to get the pocket-knife that Harry had used to cut the tape. It was razor sharp. I hooked my fingers between the cups of Betty’s large M&S brassiere, pulled forwards slightly and sliced through the material between the cups, just to ne side of the fastening. The bra fell apart and her large, heavy breasts dropped out. The word “dropped” was accurate – the bra, with it’s wide shoulder-straps had held my mother-in-law’s tits high and handsome and the udders that had fed four c***dren during her c***dbearing years needed a lot of support. Without that support they dropped almost to the waistband of her large knickers although the dark red-brown nipples with their wide, pimpled surrounds still pointed straight ahead.

I reached out and took her left teat between my thumb and forefinger. She raised an unsteady hand to stop me but I slapped it away. I could hear the subdued “click…..click…..click” as Harry got shots of Betty’s fat old udders being “milked”.I’d managed a few sneaky glimpses of her breasts over the years but now I could study and handle that soft elderly tit-flesh at my leisure. Best of all, in Betty’s befuddled mind, she was being mauled by a con-man while her son-in-law was outside in the hallway. “If she only knew!” I thought.

I released her now fully-erect nipple and motioned for Harry to take a turn at her. I had explained when we laid this plan that I was to have first go at my mother-in-law but I was happy for him to join in once I had been the first man for 12 years to feel her tits, pull her nipples etc.

Harry was rougher than me. He pulled Betty’s heavy tits up by holding onto her teats. She gave a small whimper but any thoughts of resistance had vanished now.

“Nice pair of titties you’ve got there, Betty. I ‘ll look forward to getting my cock clamped between them soon – but not yet, not today.”

He released his hold on her nipples and her breasts wobbled slightly as they slapped back against her body. Betty toppled backwards as he released his hold.

“Stand up!” He had to haul the old woman to her feet and she stood swaying, almost falling and grabbing wildly, blindly, until she found the arm of her chair for support.

I took the camera from Harry and framed the shot. There was my prim and proper old prude of a mother-in-law standing before us, the tattered remains of her bra hanging from her shoulders. She was unsteady on her feet and her heavy tits swayed and wobbled slightly as she fought for balance. She was wearing a laddered pair or knee-high pop-sox and, incongruously, she still had her sheepskin slippers on her feet. The only thing that was protecting what little was left of her modesty was a large pair of white M&S knickers and they would shortly be joining her slacks on the floor. I knelt in front of her and slid my hands into the elastic at the top of her knickers. I could feel her skin, the softness of her flesh. The waistband of her knickers was cutting into the swell of her belly. I pulled down slowly – the knickers sliding down, down the underside of that fat belly and then, the first few long, sparse, straggly hairs of her cunt-mound appeared. I had waited so long for this moment. A couple of stolen glimpses in the past had sustained my fantasies but now I was actually uncovering her elderly cunt. I was about to see what no man had seen for almost thirty years……..

Part 4

I could feel Betty trembling. She might have been d***k but this was the first time she had been naked in front of a man since her husband had died 12 years before. I knew what a prude she was – a couple of times she had caught me peeking up her skirt and had slammed her legs together so fast. I remembered the look of tight-lipped disapproval on her face as she had done so. Well tough luck Betty! Any moment now two men will be having a good look at that fat old cunt of yours and there is no way you can stop them. I smiled as I thought what her reaction would be if she knew that the man stripping her of her knickers was her son-in-law.

Then those big white knickers were clear of her cunt and I could get my first good close-up look at it. I knew her mound was plump – I had seen the shape of it on the rare times I had seen her in a swimsuit and my glimpses up her skirt had also shown me that tempting fat bulge between her legs.

I knew that she had posessed a really hairy bush in her younger days – swimsuits and knickers often failed to contain it and tufts of curly cunt-hairs would escape at the legholes.

Now her plump mons was a lot more sparsely covered. Betty’s pubic hairs may have been fewer in number now she was in her mid-70′s but they were longer and stragglier. The hair on her head had hardly greyed – she was a natural brunette – and her bush matched it perfectly although it was sprinkled with a few greying strands. Her belly overhung the top line of her pubic triangle and the hairs were still thick where the very top of her slit just showed before dipping out of sight between her thighs.

There was a red line round her belly where the waistband of the knickers had been but those big M&S “bellyhuggers” were now around her knees. I looked down and could see the marks her elderly cunt had left in the cotton gusset. She had her legs pressed tightly together and the knickers slid down over her knees to end up around her ankles.

My face was inches from her elderly sex and I could smell her – a mix of old cunt-juice, sweat and piss. She was swaying dangerously and at that moment she lost her balance completely and toppled backwards again. She crashed down heavily onto the armchair and her feet flew up in the air. Her knickers flew across the room and her legs flew apart. I moved forward and grabbed her legs just above her knees – preventing her from closing them.

Betty’s fat old cunt was totally displayed. I could see the wrinkled inner lips just peeping out from the depths of her fat slit. Her fanny-hair, so sparse on her mound, was denser at the very top of her slit and continued each side of her cunt-slot, disappearing between her fat arse-cheeks. The inner lips were dark – a contrast to the veined white flesh of her flabby thighs. I reached forward and touched her lightly, the tip of my finger stroking the small amount of labia that protruded from her unexplored old minge.

She whimpered – “No!” but it was no more than a token protest. She couldn’t even stand up unaided, never mind fight me (or, as she thought, Harry) off. I was severely tempted to ram my finger up her – end her 12 year drought then and there – but I wanted my mother-in-law sober and fully aware when I became the first man up her since she was widowed. The sight of her slumped back in the chair, brassiere in tatters, large udders hanging to either side and that neglected old cunt on view for the first time in years sent me over the edge. Harry was standing beside me, his eyes fixed between Betty’s spread legs, pumping at his cock as he enjoyed the view.

Betty, if any coherent thought was passing through her alcohol-clouded brain by this time, must have wondered when her son-in-law was going to come through the door, camera in hand, and save her. She was doomed to wait in vain.

I reached forward and grabbed my blindfolded old mother-in-law by the hair. Her lips were pinched hard together (her usual expression) but I pinched her nipple hard and, as her mouth opened to voice a d***ken protest, I grabbed my cock, thrust my hips forward and f***ed the head of my cock into her mouth. In truth it wasn’t a blow-job as I would expect it from any other woman. I just fucked my mother-in-law’s mouth hard and fast and held her head steady with a firm grip on her permed hair. I was too aroused to savour it – the thought that my cock was in Betty’s mouth was such a turn-on. No man had ever done this to her before. As I felt the spunk begin to pump I thrust deeper and held onto her as tightly as I could. Nevertheless, when she felt the first jet of sperm hit the back of her throat she managed to tear free from my grasp and was coughing and gagging as my second and third spurts hit her flushed cheeks and ran down her chin. Harry let fly at the same time. He was aiming at her face but the first hard spurt went into her hair and the subsequent ones splattered down on her heaving tits.

Harry had put the camera down in the excitement but I picked it up and got a lovely shot of my sperm-covered mother-in-law. I zipped myself up and headed silently for the door. Harry followed me and shut it silently behind him. Then he wedged a dining chair against the doorknob.

He walked over to where Betty lay slumped in her chair. Her legs were back together she was trying to arrange the remains of her brassiere to preserve a little of her lost modesty. She was also trying to spit out the last of the mouthful of spunk that I had shot into her. The result was a very un-ladylike dribble of mixed saliva and sperm that hung from her chin. Harry took the end of the silver tape in his fingers and, before Betty realised what was happening, ripped it off. It must have been painful but the old woman was anaesthetised with alcohol and hardly reacted. I was banging on the door, doing a passble impression of a man locked out. Betty looked across the room, trying deperately to focus – so THAT was why her son-in-law hadn’t come to her rescue.

Harry picked up the discarded knickers. He lifted the to his face and breathed heavily as he inhaled her odour from the gusset. “Mmmm – lovely! I think I’ll keep these as a souvenir. They’ll remind me what that fat old cunt of yours smells like. Oh……and what I dumped on those fat udders of yours!” He leaned forwards and wiped some of the spunk from her tits with the large cotton knickers. He threw her cardigan and dress at her. “Get dressed, Betty. Wouldn’t want your son-in-law to see you naked would you?”

He had to help her into the cardigan. Betty could hardly stand now. Harry buttoned the cardigan up and hauled her slacks up over her big hips. “There!” he said as he let her subside back into her armchair. He went to the door and lifted the chair away. “You can come in now. We’re finished.”

Betty was certainly finished. The large unaccustomed amount of alcohol had finally overcome her and she had passed out.

“See you later, squire,” said Harry, pocketing Betty’s spunk-soaked knickers as he left me alone with my u*********s, ravaged other-in-law.

After Harry had left I had tidied up and then dragged my u*********s and snoring mother-in-law over to the sofa (no easy task as she was a dead-weight). Then I spent an hour with her, carrying out the next, vital part of the plan. Eventually I left her to sl**p it off after making sure she was in the recovery position. I left a note propped up against the kettle in the kitchen: the first place she would go when she woke up – I never knew a woman who drinks as much tea as my mother-in-law does. The note said:-

Betty,Everything didn’t quite go according to plan but hopefully you won’t have to worry about the loan after today. I will be round to see you at 9am and we can discuss it then.
I looked in on her on the way out. Still gently snoring and dressed in her pink cardigan and flowered dress, Betty lay on her side on the sofa. She’d had a busy day!

Part 5

Part 5

The following morning I arrived at her door bright and early. I had my computer case in my hand containing my laptop and a few other “essential items”. My digital camera was loaded with fresh batteries too and was in the side-pocket of the bag. I let myself in with a duplicate key to Betty’s house that I had possessed for many years. Betty, of course, had no idea that, when she was away on holiday or on day-trips with her church women’s group, her son-in-law was letting himself into her house, rifling her underwear drawer (I had kept up with her changing sizes and tastes in bras and knickers for many years) and generally enjoying himself. In future I would be calling to enjoy myself when she WAS at home.

I found her sitting at the kitchen table nursing a cup of tea. She looked hung-over and was wearing her ancient dressing-gown. I knew and hated that dressing-gown. In the past, when we had lived further away from her than we did now, she had thrown it on in the mornings to come downstairs to make herself tea when she was staying with us. I much preferred to catch her as she was on her way to the bathroom for her early-morning pee. Then, straight from bed and with no time to spare, she would be dressed just in her old cotton nightie. This garment, although it was high at the neck and reached down to her calves, had the major advantage of being old and thin. In her “just got out of bed” braless state her teats would stand out like thimbles through the thin cotton and her unsupported udders would bounce and sway as she hurried along the hallway. This morning, however, even her large nipples couldn’t make themselves apparent through the thick flannel of her dressing gown.

She looked slightly befuddled still. “Was the door not shut properly?” I ignored that and took control. I knew that she would be feeling insecure, ashamed and I needed to dominate her again – gain the upper hand right from the start.

“Never mind that. Listen to me. I have got your loan greatly reduced and that loan shark won’t be round again if you do what I tell you…….”

“Yes, yes……anything!”

I waved her to silence.

“I said…..LISTEN!” She flinched but shut up. “Now, there are things to arrange, agreements to be made and it’s going to be a busy day. I want you looking your best so go upstairs, have a shower,brush your hair, put some make-up on. Make sure you wear a dress – something smart. Got it?”

“Yes, but why….where are we going…..who…?

“I’ll tell you what’s happening when you are ready. Now go and do as you’re told!”

After years of snooty dispproval it felt good to make the old bitch jump to my every word. She scuttled upstairs and soon I heard the shower running. I set up the laptop on the kitchen table and arranged a chair in front of it so that Betty could sit and watch the little presentation I had prepared for her. She was a complete technophobe and was sometimes confused by the remote control for her TV. Computers and the internet were a total mystery to her. After some 20 minutes I heard her coming back down the stairs. She was dressed in her “Sunday best” – literally. It was her “going to church” outfit – a mid-calf skirt in dark blue, a pale green blouse and another of her bl**dy cardigans - this one also in a light green with four buttons down the front and a ribbed pattern across the shoulders and halfway down her tits. She wore pale tights (they had to be tights – she didn’t possess any stockings) and she had run a brush through her permed hair and applied foundation. My mother-in-law rarely wore much make-up and today was no exception. Just lipstick – which made her thin lips look a little fuller.

“Where are we going…what…..?”

I motioned her to sit down. Her face was full of hope. It was almost a shame to burst her little bubble.

“OK. Here’s where we stand. Yesterday I managed to get an agreement out of Harry Robertson. The interest on the loan has been dropped considerably and as long as I keep up the reduced payments and keep to another arrangement I made with him he won’t be calling here again.”

“Oh Christopher, thank you, thank you! If you knew………”

I cut her short again. “So you see, Betty, whether you get Harry back with his nasty little demands or not is down to me and what I decide to do”

I could see her face brighten as she worked this out. It appeared that her son-in-law had got her off the hook. There was the disgusting business with the loan shark yesterday and her son-in-law must have guessed what was going on but Thank God he was the other side of a locked door. At least HE hadn’t seen her naked, hadn’t seen her………(I watched a shudder pass over her face as she remembered how a cock had been thrust into her mouth) The memories of yesterday were a little hazy and she couldn’t remember how she came wake up on the sofa but……

“I’m very grateful, Christopher…..I……”

“We’ll see how grateful you are in a minute” I said casually. “Nice blouse, by the way. I’ve always liked you in that blouse.”

“Thank you Christopher – but you still haven’t told we where we’re going …”

“We aren’t going anywhere.”

“So…I don’t understand. Why did you ask me to dress up like this?”

I looked down at her puzzled old face. She thought she was safe now – she thought she had been reprieved. No condemnation from the neighbours when she appeared in Court, no mutterings and whisperings when she walked into church on Sunday. It was time to tell her the price of her “respectability”.

“Because I thought you’d like to look smart for your first fuck since you were widowed” I replied calmly.

Her face reddened. “But…..how dare you…….what……..?

“I’m going to fuck you Betty and you’re going to let me. I own your debt, I got that loan shark off your back, I can “forget” to pay and drop you right back in it. But I don’t have to do that. All you have to do is show how grateful you are. I’ve wanted to fuck you from the first day I met you but I don’t want to fuck some scruffy old bitch in a manky dressing gown do I? Now you are a lot more presentable.”

“But…but….” she spluttered, “I couldn’t…not with…..with……..my daughter’s……….”

“Funny – you were keen enough last night. Or is it only after you’ve had a few drinks that you get randy?”

“I didn’t do anything with you…….I wouldn’t……!” But I could see the doubt in her eyes. She didn’t remember anything after she’d passed out yesterday. I decided to show her.

I pushed the space bar on the laptop and the screen sprung to life.

“Welcome to your Website, Betty” Betty’s face, taken from a f****y photo, smiled from the screen. Under it was the legend – “Betty’s Sex Site”

I pressed the space bar again and the first of the photos that I had taken after Harry had left came up on the screen. There was Betty, laid back on the sofa with her pink cardigan pushed open, her dress undone. She was, of course, braless and her elderly udder was flopped out. Her dress was up around her waist and her legs were apart. One liver-spotted hand appeared to be busy at her crotch.

“I don’t know what old Harry did to you but it certainly seems to have got you going doesn’t it? I come back from sorting him out, playing the evidence, getting him to drop the Court proceedings and there you are – wanking like a horny teenager!

I could see Betty about to deny it but the picture was there in front of her. Then the next photo came up on the screen.

“I put the camera on the coffee table and set it to automatic. Come out well, haven’t they?

The second shot showed me standing beside my mother-in-law as she lay on the sofa. Her hand was reaching for my flies and I was holding her wrist. The cardigan was off now and her big 40E breasts lolled invitingly.

“Pity your face is a little obscured in that one but it’s a nice shot of your tits, isn’t it?”

Betty was staring at the screen in horrified silence. If she knew the truth behind these images – that it had taken me ages to pose each shot so she looked natural and part of the action rather than a comatose, unresponsive puppet – she might have called my bluff. However, her memories of the previous day were hazy at best. She was convinced by the “evidence” in front of her.

I pressed the space bar a few more times and let her see the results of my hour’s work the previous day. There was Betty wanking Chris while he groped her tits (I’d held her hand onto my shaft but it looked convincing ), Betty opening her mouth to take Chris’s cock (I was proud of that one – her mouth was gaping open anyway and it seemed like the obvious thing to do. The fact that her eyes were closed just made it look like she was enjoying proceedings).

Betty turned her face away but I put my hand on the top of her head and turned it back. Now she could see herself with her legs spread and her son-in-law busy between her plump thighs. Her head was thrown back (it had taken me a while to set her up in that position) in what appeared to be ecstasy.

” I won’t mention what bad manners it is to allow your son-in-law to lick you to orgasm and then pass out! Still, now the website is up and running I’m wondering if I should keep these to myself. The Vicar’s got internet access now hasn’t he? (Betty was at least aware of this – she had been instrumental in introducing me to the vicar and I had helped him set up the site.) Should we e.mail him – give him the address and let him see those nice big titties of yours? (She gave a stifled sob and a tiny shake of her head)

“I’ve always liked looking at your tits, Betty. I remember the first time I saw the naked. You really should be more careful when you get changed under a towel!”

I saw the look of horror cross her face as she cast her mind back. She hadn’t realised at the time that I had got a good look at her tits that day. Now she knew.

I was standing behind her and I slid my hand down the front of her blouse, inside the top of her slip. I felt the swelling of her right breast and followed it down to where it met the top of her bra-cup. She was trembling but made no move to stop me. No hope for her now – no “forget it ever happened”. I had her just where I wanted her. Her fat old tits left little space in the bra-cup for my questing fingers but I found her semi-erect nipple and rolled it between thumb and forefinger. I smiled as I felt the rubbery teat stiffen to full erection as I manipulated it.

“Looks like your titiies are loving it Betty” No answer – but I didn’t care. I slid my hand out of her bra, picked up the camera and pulled her to her feet.

“Upstairs – now!”

I helped Betty up from the kitchen chair. She looked to be in shock. I had given her hope and then dashed it and she was struggling to make sense of it all. I knew that look – I’d seen it before plenty of times during my years in the f***e. Betty had reached that resigned state that I had seen when criminals finally realised that they had run out of options. Betty now knew that her son-in-law had control over her. If she wanted to stay out of Court or, worse still, have pictures of her, naked and abandoned and performing the most disgusting sex-acts on her own son-in-law, viewed by the vicar and half the congregation of her church she had no option but to give in to me.

She rose unsteadily to her feet and headed slowly for the stairs. I followed her fat rump and, on a whim, when she was almost at the top of the stairs I told her to stop where she was. I sat down on a lower step and leaned forward so I could see up her skirt. She realised what I was doing and instinctively reached down to pull the hem into the back of her legs.

“Leave it!” I barked and, meek as a lamb, she let her hands fall to her sides. I remembered the times when she had caught me peeping up between her legs. I recalled the look of prim disapproval and the way she had hastily closed her legs to deny me a view. Now I was calling the shots. I tapped her ankle.

“A little further apart” She shuffled her feet apart on the step. I had my head between her feet and was peering up between her legs. In truth, I had actually seen more the day before when she was lying naked on the sofa. Now I could see right up to the top of her legs to where her white knickers were visible through the sheer nylon of her light tan tights. Betty had always been a “knickers under” woman. The erotic charge came from the power I was exercising over her. I kept her standing there for several minutes while I studied the bulge at her crotch. Then I let her proceed up the stairs to the bedroom.

Betty stood by the bed – crushed and subservient now, awaiting her instructions. I took out the camera. There was a chair in the bedroom, festooned with sweaters, skirts, cardigans etc. – she always had been an untidy cow. I swept the garments onto the floor.

“Sit!” Betty did as she was told. The chair was an old easy chair. I knelt and pointed the camera at her. “Open your knees a bit,” There was no resistance now. The disdainful old prude was now totally defeated. She opened her knees as instructed. “Click”.

“A little wider” I soon had a lovely series that captured the view I had enjoyed so many times in the past. The tempting bulge between those nylon-clad thighs. When I had enough pictures – including some nice close-ups – I got her to stand up.

I decided to undress her myself. Yesterday I had watched her strip – she, of course, had no idea that I was in the room at the time. Now it was my turn to remove her clothes. I smiled as I thought of it as unwrapping a present I had promised myself for years. I undid the cardigan, removed it and then began unbuttoning her blouse. I yanked it out of the waistband of her skirt, pulled the front open and peeled if from her shoulders. I let it fall around her feet. She was wearing a full, length slip – a cream nylon garment with a thin lacey trim. I slipped the straps from her plump shoulders but the fitted nature of the garment ensured that it stayed in place. I took the bodice in both hands and ripped it open.

“You’ve heard of “bodice rippers” Betty. Now you’re starring in one!” She didn’t respond. The camera was now on its tripod and clicking away automatically every 30 seconds. I made sure I positioned myself so the camera had a good shot at what was going on.

“Undo your bra”. Yesterday I had cut through the material of her brassiere to enable quick access to her tits but today I had all the time in the world. She was wearing her best bra – a 40E Marks and Spencers one that she had bought only a few weeks before. The cups were lacy and I could see the outline of her nipples through the material. I couldn’t be bothered to struggle with 4 hook and eyes. My elderly mother-in-law had a lifetime’s experience in unfastening her brassieres – let her do it. I smiled to myself as the last hook and eye came undone. Her tits dropped several inches – Betty’s bra’s had to work hard to hold those big udders up. The bra had dropped with the tits. I hooked it between the cups with my finger and lifted it away from her body to expose her elderly breasts. God they were an amazing sight! I could stare at her tits all day. The soft, white tit-flesh with the blue vein showing through the skin at the end of each one. The red/brown darkness of her wide areolae, the pimpled texture leading to the rubbery nipples – now fully erect with the small milk-hole apparent. I loved the way her teats appeared ready to be milked at any moment despite her 74 years.

I held her behind the head and pulled her towards me. I kissed her on the lips with no response until I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She tried to resist but then obviously thought better of it. It seemed that french kissing was not part of her repertoire but her thin old lips parted to allow my tongue access to her mouth and I made the most of it, tasting her lipstick and sliding my tongue in and out of her mouth in clear imitation of a cock entering a cunt.

I pushed her gently back so she was sitting on the edge of her bed. I unzipped my jeans and hauled out my rock-hard cock. Betty was looking off to the side – steadfastly looking everywhere but at my face or my cock. I held her by the chin and turned her face towards me, tilting it down so she was gazing at my cock.

“Remember when you last saw a hard cock, Betty?” She didn’t answer. I gripped her jaw a little more firmly. “Answer me Betty. Don’t annoy me – remember what happens if you annoy me. Now – when did you last see a man’s cock?”

“My huband….before…….” She whispered.

“Have a good look Betty.” I pulled back the foreskin and the swollen purple knob slid into view.. Despite herself I could see that my mother-in-law couldn’t help staring. Poor bitch – she hadn’t had one of these near her for years. A small bead of clear pre-cum oozed from the end. I leaned forward and smeared it against her cheek where it glistened against the foundation powder.

“Wank me!” I breathed and lifted her hand to my shaft. She began a rhythmic mechanical pumping.

“Is that how you wanked your husband?” She was silent. I gripped her hair and twisted it. Not hard enough to really hurt but…….

“I thought you understood, Betty. When I ask a question – you answer! Now – is that how you wanked your husband?”

“Y….y….yes. I didn’t like doing it but when he wanted me too……I….like this……” Her voice was low. She hated discussing anything to do with sex. Too bad. I wanted to talk about it and she would do as she was told.

“Hold it properly. The most sensitive place is here,” I moved her hand so her thumb rested just where I wanted it. “Now, like this,” I put my large male hand over her liver-spotted old one and moved it back and forth. Once she had the rhythm I took my hand away. I reached down and started pulling on her elderly teats as she wanked me. I enjoyed the sensation for a minute or so – I would have to teach her to be an expert wanker but for now she was doing OK. My cock was inches from her mouth.

“Suck me!” I saw her start to shake her head in protest but she wasn’t going to be allowed to refuse me anything. She would do whatever I wanted. “Do it!” I growled.

The protest was purely token – she knew where the power lay in the relationship now. I pushed my hips forward and f***ed my cock into her mouth. I could see the look of disgust that passed over her face as my cock slid over her tongue. I held her head and pulled her onto me, moving her head back and forth slowly as I had done with her hand. She picked up the rhythm as quickly as she had before. I looked down. The sight of my prim and proper mother-in-law, the disapproving old bitch who thought I wasn’t good enough for her daughter, sucking on my cock was one I would have paid a lot of money to see. Now it was something I could see any time I wanted. Click……click…click. The camera was capturing it all. I couldn’t last much longer. I would soon erupt into Betty’s mouth and I wanted my spunk to be shot elsewhere this time. There was a soft “plop” as I withdrew my cock, shiny with her saliva.

“Stand up!” She did as she was told and stood in front of me. I undid the button and zip at the side of her skirt and it fell to the floor around her feet. Now she was naked to the waist with her big droopy tits hanging to the waistband of her tights. Her belly pushed the tights out and I could see her huge white knickers under the tan nylon. I knelt down and hooked my fingers in the waistband of tights and into the top of her elasticated knickers and pulled both articles down around her knees. My face was level with her cunt, the sparsely haired mound slightly overlapped by her belly. Without being asked she stepped out of the tights and knickers. Now she was naked – totally. I leaned forward and buried my face in her elderly bush. I gripped her bum-cheeks and squeezed them hard, pressing her mound against my face. She was trembling slightly as my fingers slid into the deep cleft between her cheeks. Looking up past the bulge of her mons I could see the swell of her belly and, above that, those gorgeous hanging udders. I released my grip and looked up at her worried face.

“Sit on the bed again” She was obeying every command instantly now and sat docilely on the edge of the bed. I pushed her back until she was lying on the bed with her feet on the floor and her arse just on the edge of the mattress. Her tits flopped to each side, the area around her teats wrinkling as her breasts flattened.

I pushed her knees apart. A momentary resistance was soon abandoned and she was lying there wide open and exposed. I went to the camera and focussed on her revealed sex. The entire length of her slit was on show, from where the fat mound first divided to where the plump outer labia met her fat buttocks. The wrinkled inner lips just peeped out. Although her cunt-hairs were sparse on her mound there was a thicker growth at the top of her slit and a line of curly hairs grew on each side of the plum.p slot between her thighs. I reached forward and used the thumb and forefinger of my left hand to spread the fat outer labia. The fatness of her cunt made for a deep slit and, once pulled open, I could see that her inner piss-flaps were quite long and dark with crinkled edges. I peeled the apart with the middle finger of my right hand and exposed the old cow’s clit. I wondered how often she had stroked that. Had she lay in bed only a few days ago and rubbed herself? I often found marks on her nightdress during my visits to her house that indicated that she had pressed the material into her slit – presuably during a masturbatory session. I spread her wider and saw her tight, long neglected fuck-hole. I ran my fingertip down to the entrance. She was dry as a desert – no point in trying to f***e a finger up there yet. Her legs tried to close reflexively but I was locking them apart with my own.

“Put your hands behind your head and keep them there!” I lowered my head between her thighs and ran my tongue slowly from her hole to her clit. I flicked the tip of my tongue over the fleshy nub and felt her stiffen. I slid my tongue back down between those fleshy lips and dipped the tip into her tight fuck-hole. I could taste her cunt – at the moment it tasted slightly of piss. y tongue slid back up her slit and I took her clit between my lips and sucked gently on it. It was growing. I glanced up at her face. My old prude of a mother-in-law had her eyes screwed tightly shut. Her face said she was hating ever moment of this (I remembered her remark about oral sex being “Disgusting” and how “normal people don’t do it”) but her body told a different story. I continued my attentioned to her clit and felt it grow and stiffen between my lips. I slipped my tongue down to her entrance yet again and was rewarded with a tangy, salty taste. I felt the slipperiness against my lips. Betty was getting wet!

I tried her hole with my fingertip. She wasn’t exactly dripping but there was enough lubrication to allow my finger to slide inside her. I pushed it up to the second knuckle and felt her cunt contract to grip the invading finger. She was tight enough anyway – it was going to be like fucking a virgin. I knew about “vaginal atrophy” – the way a cunt that wasn’t regulary fucked would literally “shrink”. Obviously Betty’s hairy hole hadn’t been used at all. I wanted her good and ready. I reached into the bag I had bought with me and brought out my wife’s favourite vibrator. I switched it on and applied it to my elderly mother-in-law’s erect clit. I felt her try and close her legs but I was prepared and kept them open.

“Just relax, Betty. You know you’re enjoying this!”

I heard her breathing becoing more rapid. Got you, you old bitch!

“Turn over!” I was in a hurry now. I wanted my cock inside her as soon as possible.

She rolled onto her belly and I got her to kneel on the edge of the bed, her face pressed into the mattress. I nudged her legs wide. Her arse was thrust high into the air and her big droopy udders dangled, the erect teats almost touching the duvet. I prised her buttocks apart. I could see her fat, hairy old cunt thrust back towards me, the entrance to her vagina glistening with her cunt-juices. I could see the brown, puckered ring of her old arsehole. Now there was a hole that I was willing to bet was totally unexplored. For a moment I was tempted – but that was a pleasure to be saved for another day.

I positioned the head of my cock against the entrance to my elderly mother-in-law’s cunt. I had waited for this moment for as long as I had known her. I was going to take my time. I pressed forward and watched as the purple head parted her fleshy cunt-lips. The head was testing the tightness of the entrance to her body. She was tense but well-lubricated and my own oozing pre-cum added to the slippery wetness. My cock was as hard as a steel bar and f***ed itself inch by inch into Betty’s aged vagina until I was buried deep inside her. I looked down and admired the view. My cock was buried to the hilt and I feeling of her elderly cunt gripping my penis.

I reached under her body and tyook one pendulous tit in my hand. I squeezed it firmly and, leaning forward, whispered in her ear.

“Can you feel it, Betty? Can you feel my cock in your fat old cunt?” She didn’t answer so I squeezed a little harder. “I asked you a question, Betty”

The words came out with an effort, “”Yes,” she whispered, “I can feel it”

I moved gently, just an inch each way. “I’m fucking you, what am I doing?”

The reply was so soft as to be almost inaudible, “F…..f..fucking me!”

I wondered if that word had ever passed her lips before that moment.

I stepped up the pace and length of stroke. Soon my cock was going in and out of her old hole like a piston, my balls slapping against her and each thrust causing her udders to sway and jiggle. I had relinquished my hold on the and they swung free under her.

It was such a turn-on – after all these years of sneaking glimpses up between her legs, dreaming of undressing her, ogling her teats I was finally fucking her hard and fast – the first man to fuck her for many years, only the second man ever to get his finger or cock up her, she was mine!

I knew that I was close to coming and I grabbed the vibrator from the bed beside her and pressed it to her swollen clit as I pounded my cock into her. I heard her give a little whimpering gasp and felt her ancient cunt contracting as her orgasm hit her. Her vagina, already a tight fit, milked my cock with a vice-like grip as the spasms shook her. I felt my balls contract and thrust my cock as deep as I could inside her – my cockhead must have been pressed against the neck of her elderly womb – and pumped spurt after spurt of hot spunk into her. Eventually I pulled out of her. I looked down as her cunt closed behind my withdrawn cock and saw a dribble of sperm escape from between her slick and shiny piss-flaps.

She was moaning softly, her face red and flushed, her tits shiny with sweat. I grinned. This was just the beginning. From now on my Mother-in-law – that grim-faced, disapproving old prude – was ghoing to be my personal sex-slave and every one of her holes was reserved for my own personal pleasure. I was SO glad she’d taken out that loan from Harry!... Continue»
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My wife has persuaded me to take her 73-year-old mother on holiday with us in our caravan. I had to show some opposition to the wife idea and that I was not too keen in holidaying with my mother in law, but I am looking forward to it really, as we have been lovers for sometime on the quite.
I have just picked my mother in law up at her house when she tells me that I am in for a big surprise if we are lucky enough to be alone sometime. We head back home to pick the caravan up that my wife is sorting out and packing on the drive.
The wife is frantic when we get back, she has just had a phone call from work and she is needed urgently and will be wanted for the next two days at least.
My wife asks me if I would mind taking her mother on holiday by myself for the first two or three days as her mother is so looking forward to some time away. I very reluctantly agree to the wife to take her mother on holiday by myself, but she has promised to make it up to me if I do.
The thoughts of two or three days with my 73-year-old mother in law just about make me come in my pants and I want to set off as soon as possible.
The two of us find the farm after about three hours driving, all that time I kept asking what my surprise is but the mother in law will not say. The small-secluded site is about half a mile past the farm and we are the only ones on it this week.
We get the caravan set up and have a picnic lunch in the glories sun that my wife prepared and open a bottle of wine. After a long lunch, we put the awning up on the side of the caravan with the mother in law holding some of the poles in place while I erect the rest of it. It is hot and clammy inside the awning with the sun beating down with all the sides fully zipped up until I get the pegs in to the ground.
The mother in law is complaining about the heat and how sticky she is
“I can’t stand the heat much more, I’m need to get my panty girdle off and feel a bit breeze between my legs”
She scuttles inside the caravan to remove her girdle and comes back out wearing her skirt and strappy top that was under her blouse, where she bought it from I don’t know but her bra straps are three times as wide and half her tits are on show.
“Is that my surprise”
“No it’s not, you just have to wait”
After the awning is up I show the mother in law the workings of the caravan and that she has the permanent bedroom to herself. I tell her the wife and I will have to come through her bedroom to get to the bathroom as we are sl**ping on make up beds at the front.
I leave her to sort her clothes out into the drawers while I sort tea, which the wife has prepared again for us.
After our tea we stay in the awning looking over the view while starting another bottle of wine
“It’s lovely here but this wine is going to my head”
“That’s the thing about caravanning, you only have to walk ten feet and you’re in bed”
As the second bottle go’s down my mother in law shows signs of becoming a bit tipsy and past caring to what she is doing. Her legs part as she hoists her skirt up revelling her surprise, a big bald fanny
“What do you think”
“Wow that is nice, can I touch it”
As I stand up and go to her, she twists around in her seat and pulls at the waist of my shorts pulling my crotch level with her face
“Let me see what’s in here first”
Fumbling with my button and zip she eventually pulls my straining cock from inside my boxers, oozing with pre cum she massaged it around my purple end before touching the tip with her tongue.
Fuck, I was in heaven as her mouth sank on to my shaft sliding back and forth along it,
Her tits resting on the arm of the seat wobbled about like jelly’s clashing in to each other as the weight is taking off the pull on them.
I reached down under then, taking them in my hands, the hardness of her nipples sticking through the soft cotton bra and strappy top left nothing to the imagination. I rub them between my fingers making them even longer.
Holding on to her nipples I steady myself as I thrust my cock in to her mouth, wet slurping noises coming from her mouth as a pre cum froth builds around her lips.
My mother in law reached for the bottle of wine, trickling some over my cock as she sucks it, then the next bit I did not expect, with her legs wide apart the neck of the bottle is placed on her naked fanny lips. I started to face fuck her faster seeing this and she responded by pushing the neck of the bottle into herself.
About four inches up the neck she starts to fuck herself with the bottle, the wine sloshing back and forth in the bottle making a splashing noise. Her hand tightens around my cock hard, making sure I am inside her mouth, she knew I was going to come, and did I come.
My cock twitched in her hand making her soften her grip, letting my hot white creamy cum explode in to her waiting mouth.
Three, four, five swallows, she has had now and I am still pumping in to her mouth as she suck harder, its been nearly three weeks since she last empty my balls and even longer since my wife emptied them dry.
She licks my wilting cock clean while feeling my balls, her other hand has stopped thrusting the wine bottle, but it is still embedded inside her.
I knee between her parted legs as she pulls the wine bottle out, making a pop as her fanny lips shut close over the open bottle. Her bald smooth naked fanny inches away from my face as I feel it with my hands, all soft and smooth blending in with her legs and tummy.
I can smell the wine drifting up from her pussy mixing with the smell of fanny juice, she has used that bottle well and I thrust my tongue inside her. I lick her pussy lips madly like some thirsty mad dog, full licks, the full length of her slit up to her clit, she lifts off the chair and screams
“Faster, faster, I’m going to come”
In no time, the warm smell of her orgasm drifts out closely followed by her juice, she sinks back in to the seat and I gently lick her dry as she get her breath back. I look up and she is sucking the wine bottleneck of her juice before having a drink then offers it to me.
We sit there in the awning, the last of the sun just hitting us, passing the bottle to each other until the wine is gone.

I close the awning and pull the mother in law to her feet, slightly worse for wear
“Come on time for bed”
I lead her in to the bedroom and pulled her skirt down and let it fall to her feet, now she is trying to remove my clothes, my cock springing straight back up as she pulled my boxers over it. I had her strappy top pulled off and now it was just her bra she stood in, cuddling in to her I reaching around her back and managed to undo the strap, slowly pulling the straps down her arms I let her massive tits gently fall out of the bra.
Gravity has played a big part in forming these tits over time, a foot long now and only filled in the bottom third, the rest clinging to her chest but her nipples were a different story, about an inch long, thick and hard. She had lost some of her tummy since I first saw her naked a year ago and she still has nice legs for a 73 year old.
I sank on to my knees to hold her skirt while she stepped out of it but I was pulled face first in to her fanny, still smelling of wine I give it a gentle lick
“sl**p with me tonight, I want to wake up with a man in bed with me”
She sat on the edge of the bed while I removed her skirt from her feet, her tits resting on her legs
“Make love to me”
Getting on to the bed she lay there with her legs wide apart, how could I not dip my cock in to her hole. I started at her feet kissing up to her fanny, her full fanny stretched and on show, showing how big and smooth it was. Her fanny lips turning in on themselves up her slit making them look big and fat and not a hair anywhere,
I wanted to feel her fanny nipping on my cock and I mover on to her nipples, licking and sucking them.
My mother in law held her arms out wanting me to move up over her, I felt my cock slowly parting her lips and she give a gasp, slowly pushing in she gasped again when my pubic hair touched her smooth fanny.
We started to fuck slowly at first and she lifted her knees up letting me further in to her pussy, resting on my arms I started to get a sweat on. The heat of the day was still about and it was warm in the caravan.
I fucked her long and hard for ten minutes and still nowhere near in coming, moving position I got my arms behind her legs lifting them in to the air. I could see my cock sliding in and out of her smooth pussy and her tits wobbling down each side of her.
My mother in law started to moan with each thrust as I pushed a little harder each time, I was fucking her that hard she was moving up the bed, I had to go for it, my alcohol fuelled fuck was lasting a lot long and the heat was sucking my stamina.
Her feet wobbled wildly by the side of my head as I pounded her pussy, big fat juicy lips sucking tightly around my cock as I pulled out. She shouted
“I’m coming”
That’s all I wanted to hear, my cock fired its first round of cum up in to her waiting pussy, holding still, deep inside her pussy my cock twitched and bucked about wildly as it pumped my hot creamy spunk in to my mother in law
Her breathing was fast and panting as her orgasm rippled through her body, her old pussy muscles still able to nip my cock.
I grabbed my cock as I pulled out, still with her legs on my shoulders I milked the last of my cum out of my cock letting it drop in to her stretched pussy lips. The wrinkly pink inside of her fanny on show was nipping together pushing my cum out as her orgasm ended.
I kept her legs up in the air watching my cum, come from deep inside mixing with her fanny juice, just until it was about to leak on to the bed, that would take some explaining to my wife, cum covered sheets in her mothers bed.
I grabbed a tissue from the shelf above the bed, placing it over her pussy
“Grab a pair of my knickers will you from the top drawer”
Still with her legs up around my neck I reached across to the drawer grabbing the first pair which I thought must be my wife’s as they were all lacy,
“That’s them”
“These are sexy for you”
“Because I’m seventy it doesn’t mean I can’t have lacy kickers, it was my treat to myself when I lost all the weight”
I slid them over her feet seeing how sexy they were and down to her bum for her to pull on.
It was too warm for any sheets on the bed as we cuddled in to each other, it hardly gets dark at this time of the year and the light was coming in through the sky light that I forgot to pull the blinds shut on, but we must of fell asl**p.

It was five o clock when I woke up with a crow squawking on, turning over I felt something next to me, then remembered the mother in law. She was on her side looking away from me and I could see her lacy knickers with the sun shining in the windows.
I ran my hand over her knickers and up over her waist feeling the smooth material covering her tummy, they were still big knickers compared to my daughters but were very sexy to touch. Gently feeling the pattern, I felt her moved them her hand came on to mine, moving my hand up towards her tummy, I don’t think she wants me near her pussy at this time in the morning.
My mother in law then pushed my hand under the waistband of her knickers and on to her smooth fanny, I could just feel the top of her slit and her clit before pushing the tissue out of the way. My middle finger tracing her fat moist lips to where her legs were nipped.
I felt her hand come between us, finding my cock she wrapped her fingers around the shaft with her thumb, rubbing my oozing pre cum in to my bell end.
She started to turn over with my hand trapped in her knickers and her legs parted for me giving me full access to her pussy lips, her face turned towards my wanting to be kissed.
We kissed while my finger found the full length of her lips, rubbing my cum in to them. I bent my finger finding her love tunnel and finger fucked her with one finger
“Fuck my from behind” she asked
She got out of bed and stood on the floor with her hands resting on the bed, I was on my knees behind her slipping her knickers off her waist and down her legs, lifting one foot out of them, she parted her legs again letting the tissue fall out on to the floor.
A ray of light squeezing past the curtains perfectly lit her hanging pussy up and strings of my cum were hanging out of her slit, running my hand up the inside of her leg my thumb made contact with her lips, slipping easily inside her as she let out a moan.
Standing up I guided my cock into her hanging pussy lips, easily finding her love hole and squelched all the way in. She had no bother taking my fat cock and began moaning aloud. I reached around her, feeling for her hanging tits that were rubbing on the bed. One in each hand she started to buck back into me making a slapping noise as we clashed together.
My mother in law was really rocking back and forth now, I stood still letting her do the work. I could hear her breathing building up to her orgasm, getting faster and deeper.
Lifting my hands on to her waist, I made sure I did not pop out with her over excitement. Every stroke was a loud squelch and the smell of warm sex was drifting from her well-pounded pussy. She had to come soon as my cock let go first, pumping my cum in to her pussy she squelched two or three more times before she squealed out loud
“Yes, yessss”
It’s was now half past five when my cock fell out of her pussy followed my a stream of white cum running down her leg and some dropping on to the floor, just as well the floor is imitation wood affect vinyl. She stood still as I mopped her leg with a dry tissue up to her fanny, reaching for another tissue I let her hold it on her pussy as I pulled up her knickers and mopped the floor before cuddling back together in bed again.

It was nearly nine when we woke up, the sun shining through the sky light had the bedroom already warm, how I wanted to fuck her there and then again dressed only in her white lacy knickers.
She moved out of bed first and I heard her at the toilet, a big loud gush hitting the plastic bowl, I wonder if she would ever piss in front of me that hard. She stood at the door naked
“Tell me how this shower works”
She stood in the shower cubical with me telling her instructions
She had sprayed herself wet and turned the water off and was now soaping her body. The shower cubical was made for one but I could not resist opening the door and running my hands over her body with the sponge, her tits and between her legs got special attention from me.
Closing the door I let her rinse the soap off, then she came out in to the bathroom area so I could help her get dry, if only I had this much fun with the wife.
After having my shower, I saw that my mother in law was in her bra and knickers making breakfast, a matching lacy set with under wired bra, it made such a difference to her tits, she looked really sexy.
Breakfast was outside in the sun, we could see anyone coming along the road so she sat out in her skirt and bra. I dared her to go topless to which she did, I hurried taking the dishes away and came back with sun lotion wanting to rub it in to her delicate skin, or should I say her tits and nipples.
I spent my time covering every bit of skin before pulling her skirt up and doing her legs, all the way up to her knickers and rubbed my thumb along her crotch
Would she go naked outside I wondered, I quizzed her about going naked and I told her that her daughter and me often strip off on secluded sites like this to sunbathe,
“Go on then, let see you,” she said
I was just in my shorts and boxers and still had a boner from seeing her sexy knickers, so I pulled every thing down in one go, letting my cock spring back up
“Is that ever soft”
“Not when it’s around you”
“I better cover it in cream, we don’t want it peeling,” she said
My mother in law filled her hand with sun cream before circling my cock with her hand and fingers, slowly back and forth and over my balls, massaging the cream well in, I was thinking, I’m going to explode if she kept this up.
I pulled my cock out from her grip before there was more than sun cream in her hand and I let her rub my back instead.
My mother in law stood up slipping her skirt past her waist then her knickers, she was very pale when you saw her in the sunlight and her naked pussy would not take long to burn in the sun. She sat down taking her skirt and knickers off her feet and I covered her pussy in cream, making sure her smooth fat lips were well coated.
After about twenty minutes, we moved in to the shade, so not to burn.
We decided to go out for lunch and we got dressed, my mother in law did like her long floaty skirts. Not five minutes down the road, she was pulling it up to show she had no knickers on, my hand slipped off the gear stick and on to her leg moving up to her pussy.

We found a pub and had lunch outside, it was so busy I could not get my hand up her skirt there, next to the pub was a river and I suggested a walk along it. It was busy by the river at the pub, but not long after no one was using the path as it was closed further ahead.
We found a bench to sit on and our hands were in each other’s crotches, she had my zip down and her hand inside my boxers, I had a fingers exploring her slit. We wanted each other so badly, my cock was now out in the open air and she bent down taking it into her mouth. Her warm wet mouth sucked around my purple bell end, with out thinking she pulled off me and knelt on the bench resting her hands on the back.
“Give it to me”
Pulling her skirt over her bum, her legs were all ready parted and I guided my cock in to her waiting pussy, anyone could see us from the other side of the river but we were horny. My mother in law moaned from my first push, holding on to her waist I fucked her as fast as I could
“Yes, yes, yesss”
The bench shuddered and wobbled as I slapped my body against hers, both panting fast her body tensed in spasm with her orgasm, two more strokes and I joined her, pumping my hot cum in to her love hole. Both panting hard I pulled out, pulling her skirt over her bum and slipping my cock back inside my shorts.
Both sitting back down on the bench, we looked around to see if we had been seen, we had got away with it this time
“I can feel it oozing out” she said as we walked back to the pub and she slipped to the pub toilets before we left.
We nipped in to the shop for more wine and food before heading back to the caravan, my hand had been between her warm moist legs for nearly all the way back, I had her changing gears so not to move my finger that was stuck in her pussy and mixing with my cum.

Back in the caravan, we dumped the shopping and I pulled my mother in law in to the bedroom and unfastening her blouse, she had my shorts undone and playing with my cock while stepping out of her skirt.
I lay on the bed with my head at the bottom and she knelt over me, her smooth dripping fanny inches from my face and she lowered herself so she could suck my cock, I eagerly licked her outer lips of my cum where my hand had smeared it, in the car, taking my time sucking her smooth fat swollen lips one at a time.
My tongue darted past her lips, exploring her internally, where my cum has coated her insides like thick wallpaper paste, sucking and licking it from the wrinkly folds of skin. She was enjoying herself licking her fanny juice from my cock, like some lolly and she had me about to cum again.
Her fanny started moving back and forth on my face with my nose parting both her lips as she moved up and down on my cock, I slid my hands forward feeling her swinging tits in her bra and she pulled one out for me.
Her hard nipple rubbed between my fingers making her moan with a mouth full of cock, I wanted her to come on my face before I filled her mouth. Eagerly sucking and panting warm air on to her fanny, I felt her legs nip over me, with both hands on her bum, I pulled and squashed my face tight in to her fanny tasting her warm fresh love juice.
My cock felt like a fountain exploding in her mouth when I came, big mighty squirts entering her mouth kept her sucking long and hard when another orgasm hit her, flooding her fanny, I struggled to keep up with her flow.
My mother in law rolled off me, all knackered, getting her breath back in the warm caravan I turned around and lay with her.
“Thank you” then she kissed me tasting her love juice
“I’m to puffed out to lick it off you,” she said
After ten minuets or so I got up and opened some wine, giving her a glass as she went outside for some fresh air, we sat in the sun naked probably wondering if we could ever top that performance.
It was still warm enough after tea to be naked and we were still in the sun and well down our second bottle when she said she needed the toilet, could this be my chance to see her pee, she can always say no if I ask..
Now at the back of the caravan, she parted her legs and looked down while starting to pee, just a little controlled trickle of golden pee at first passed her lips, before a sudden gush spraying all over the place. I took my cock in my hand, stroking it in front of her and making it hard as I watched her pee.
What seemed like an age past before it started to slow in to a controlled stream again, I had to feel it on me, just like it had sprayed down her leg and pushed my cock in to the flow, making it splash again.
We kissed each other greedily, as my hand slipped between her legs and my finger along her slit, our tongues fighting as I felt her nip her fanny pushing the last warm drops out on to my finger. Excitedly and d***k I knelt down where she peed, wanting to see the drops on her lips, I could see her pushing and nipping and another gush shot out in front of my eyes, the warmth and the smell of pee inches from my nose I just had to taste her fanny and see what it tasted like. Resting her hand on my head, she pulled me in to her and she rubbed herself up and down my face.
“Let see you now”
With being hard and unsure of my aim I pointed into the hedge and it squirted out like a thin jet,
My mother in law grabbed my cock and stood in front of it letting it hit her pussy. Both looking at each other we snogged like teenagers for the first time, as my pee ran down her leg, would we be like this if not for he wine.
Letting our lips part she lowered and hovered in front of me, still peeing, she now aimed my cock over her chest, letting it run over her tits until I stopped, with her mouth wide open she slipped on to my cock, licking and sucking it clean.
Pulling her back on to her feet, I could see that she was soaked down her front,
“I think we need a shower again,” I said
She was a bit tipsy now with all the wine and it was only eight o clock, I helped her in to the shower, washing her clean and then drying her before she lay on the bed, a quick shower for me, a bit tidy up outside and she was fast asl**p.

It was five in the morning and that blaster crow was squawking again, waking us both up, she was as fresh as a daisy and playful as her hand found my cock. Another night with no bed covers and it wasn’t long before I was looking at her naked body and I was hard.
We kissed as our hands explored each other, wanting each other so badly
“I’ve got some stocking with me if you want,” she whispered
She knows I like her in stocking as I fasten her suspender belt around her, sitting on the bed I watch as she rolls her stocking in her hand before pulling it up her leg and fasten it to her suspenders.
Now with both on, I stood behind her feeling the soft nylon stocking and the soft flesh hanging over the top of them, my cock sticking up her back as I hugged her tightly.
My mother in law lay on the bed with her legs wide apart, her suspender and belt framing her bald white naked fanny. I kissed her feet working up each leg until the her bare leg appeared, this was the best bit. The pale soft leg hanging over her stocking top, I kissed and nuzzled it working from one leg to the other while passing over her pussy, I could stop there all day.
Moving on to her pussy and taking time kissing each lip, I had her moaning all ready and I wasn’t
past her lips yet,
Feeling her clit with my tongue made her gasp, and both her hands grabbed my head making my rock back and forth, she squealed as she came, moving me from her clit and on to her pussy.
My tongue finding her love juice, coming from deep inside her. Darting my tongue in and out made a wet sloppy noise, making me want her more.
Leaving her pussy and moving over her tummy, I kissed my way over her tits where I peed on her last night and to her mouth, she lay there with her tongue licking her lips, inches from our mouths touching our eyes locked together.
Still staring at each other, I lifted my body and feed my cock straight in to her love hole and fucked her gently. The temptation was too much, I moved first, kissing her full on the mouth, she might be seventy-three but what a turn on she is.
After gently fucking her for ten minutes she wanted it from behind, bending over the bed her black suspenders were taught across her pale bum as I guided my self back in again.
I felt her hand on my balls as they slapped against her, using the full length of my cock I now started to fuck her hard as she started to panted,
Holding her hard on to me when I came, my cock twitched and bucked inside her making her come as well, pushed deep inside I felt every pulse of her fanny muscles milking my cock dry.
I pulled my wilting cock out after some time and she sank down on to her knees at the side of the bed, not wanting to get the bed covered in cum, she let it run out, down her leg and on to the floor.
The sight of cum covered stocking wanted me to fuck her again when she stood up after ten minutes, my white thick creamy cum hanging from her pussy and on to her black stockings.
I rubbed it with a tissue before she placed another one over her fanny and we lay back down in bed.

Waking up at nine, I saw my mother in law get out of bed in her stocking and go to the toilet, listening for the gush of her pee knowing that I had seen it first hand yesterday, then I heard her in the shower, probably washing my cum from her pussy.
Drying myself from my shower, I saw my mother in law in her knickers and bra hanging her washed black stocking up in the awning to dry, I give my cock an extra rub before going in to the kitchen naked for breakfast.
“Some one’s pleased to see me,” she said as she rubbed up against my cock with her lacy panties.
Taking the breakfast outside she slipped her bra and knickers off before sitting down.

We talked about what to do today and she wanted to go and look at some old stately house, we got ourselves sorted and in to the car. She was dressed more like the old age pensioners that visit these places, white blouse and long skirt with hand bag.
Starting the car, I knew different, pulling her skirt up revealing black stocking and no knickers. Within twenty yards of the caravan, my zip was down and she was using my cock like a gear stick, how we got to that stately house, I don’t know.
We had lunch in the café before walking around the grounds when we came across a bird hide, a basic wood hut, looking over some ponds and we went in. Another couple were just leaving when we entered, when the door shut, she could not wait to kiss me, her hands all over me.
The excitement of being caught made you want to do more, I pulled my zip down and she pulled my cock out. My mother in law backed me against a table where I rested, vigorously wanking my cock hard she lifted her skirt, showing her stocking and suspenders and her bald fanny. My cock was inches from her fanny when she made me come, spraying hot creamy cum across her fanny and down her stockings.
We heard voices coming, dropping her skirt, I zipped my cock away and started to leave when the door opened with a f****y of five.
Getting away from the place fast, we fell about laughing when we stopped, I could feel a damp patch in my shorts where my cock had dribbled and the mother in law could feel my cum moving down her legs.
After another two hours in and around the house, we went back to the car in the car park, which was a large field with just a handful of cars left. Pulling her skirt up, I went down on her fanny with my tongue, her warm moist fanny smelling of my cum.
Reclining her seat back just enough so she can still see out, I set to work licking her to an orgasm, her legs as wide apart as the car will allow, I had one finger fucking her love tunnel while sucking on her clit
“Shiiiit”
“What’s wrong”
“Nothing just me getting excited”
I have a good rhythm going with my finger and she begins to moan, sucking more on her clit did it. My finger starts to squelch in and out of her pussy
“Fuck, fucccck”
Keeping going I lick her warm juice
“Fuck”
Then her skirt came over my head, something is wrong. Stopping still, I heard voices again, someone passing our car to get to there’s. My mother in law pulls her skirt back off my head when they have gone and I straighten back up
“That was close, let’s get back “ she says

Back at the caravan I know she want it as much as I do, and we go straight in to the bedroom and I slip her skirt and blouse off, she looks so hot in her cream lacy bra and black stockings, she lay down while I remove my clothes We’ve had hours of foreplay and now it’s time for her to feel my rampant cock inside her pussy.
Lifting her legs high and wide I am funnelled straight in to her smooth parted lips, the sheer sight of joy on her face as I thrust deep in to her, made me want to fuck her harder
“I’m going to fuck you”
“I’m going to fuck you hard,” I shouted
“Cum in me” she shouted back
“Fuck me hard”
Two hard minutes of fucking and we were coming
“Go on fill me with your spunk”
I kept thrusting as I pumped my load in to her, filling her with air, her fanny past some wind, like a wild thing, I kept fucking her
“Yes go on I’m coming again”
Fuck I’d made her come twice in minuets, moaning and panting, I bounced her up the bed with my thrusts before my cock slipped out of her well lubricated fanny hole. Quickly she placed her hand over her pussy to stop all the warm cum from leaking out.
“Fuck I needed that” she cried out
On coming back from the toilet, we went outside in to the sun just in her stocking, suspenders and bra and opened a bottle of wine, toasting to the wonderful day we have had.
A quick tea and we were sorted for the night sitting in the warm sun and another bottle of wine
I ran my hand over her stocking feeling her stocking top and she played with my cock as we sat next to each other. No fun and games tonight as we were both knackered and headed to bed for sl**p.

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Lust For Mother In Law (Mother in a law is all he

Lust For Mother In Law (Mother in a law is all he wants)


I’ve always loved my wife but she’s a bit of a prude. I met her in high school and back then her innocence was sweet. It was a turn on too because she was willing to be taught. Yeah, I taught Stacy everything from how to move her hips when I was buried inside her to how to move her tongue when she gave me a blowjob. After our son grew up and left for college, Stacy turned to religion. I think she was bored and needed something to occupy her time.

So then, she found everything about sex dirty. Of course, she’d still do what she termed her “duty” but no more blowjobs and definitely no other position but missionary. In fact, no matter what I tried, I could never get her to cum. She said women weren’t meant to enjoy sex and she didn’t want to go against God. Needless to say, it wasn’t really worth the effort anymore when she wasn’t even wet enough to make it feel good. Most of the time, I came in my own hand instead of in my wife. She seemed grateful. I was miserable.

Every Christmas, our son, Jeff, comes home for college and Stacy’s parents stay with us while he’s home for a month. Stacy’s parents, Gwen and Dan, don’t come up to New Jersey from Florida very often. Even though the house is full, it’s great to have everyone around. I had no idea this particular Christmas would turn out so very good.

My son and my father in law enjoy golf, but I never really got into it. The spent a lot of time discussing it and going to indoor ranges while they were in New Jersey. Stacy went to church often, because of the holiday festivities, and she would also shop often. I’d find myself alone with Stacy’s mother, Gwen. She never enjoyed shopping because she’s a bit overweight and walking wears her out easily. She’s a great woman, though, filled with humor and always smiling.

Gwen actually carries most of her weight in her tits, though her hips are pretty wide too. Maybe my wife’s coldness in the bedroom was really making me horny as hell but when my mother in law came downstairs one morning in her nightgown, my dick got hard. I don’t know why I found her saggy tits a turn on but they were huge and I wanted to bury my face and dick in them. I also wanted to grab onto her hips, especially from behind, and plunge my rock-hard, nine-inch dick all the way inside her. I was almost breathless from those images as she moved around the kitchen.

Now, Gwen is not a prude about things like Stacy. In fact, when she tells some of her jokes, they’re downright crude and sometimes make me blush. No, Stacy does not get her obsession with pure thoughts from her mother. Still, though, I doubt Gwen would be opened to getting fucked by her own son in law.

Oh, but I wanted her. She tried to make conversations with me – we’ve always gotten along well – but all I could concentrate on were those tits of hers. They were mammoth and amazing. I wanted to see them. Bad. I had to excuse myself anyway when my erection became too painful. I actually almost blew my load inside my sweatpants when Gwen leaned over the table to reach for the salt. Shit, her tits ended near her bellybutton. Why did that make me want to grab them? I went to the bathroom and didn’t last long but the load was huge.

I knew the following days would be exactly the same from us being alone to her wearing her nightgown in the kitchen and me restraining myself from fucking her brainless. I could have left the house to avoid the whole situation but I was horny enough to see only one solution. I had to have her.

“Don sure does love his golf,” I said to her.

“Oh, he does. That’s all he every does anymore.”

And just like that, I had my advantage. “I hope he doesn’t ignore you.

“Oh, I spend a lot of time alone but he does have fun so . . .”

“If I were Dan, I’d never want to leave your bed.”

She looked up from her breakfast. “Mike, you don’t have to say things like that to me.”

“I know that,” I said, my eyes locked on hers. “But it’s true. You’re an amazingly sexy woman, Gwen.”

Now, she said, “You shouldn’t say things like that to me, Mike.”

I got up from my chair and stood right beside her. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes slowly moved to where I wanted them to focus. My dick, though covered in my sweatpants, was all but pointing at her. “So I shouldn’t tell you I want to fuck you?”

She gasped, her eyes glued to my dick. “Mike…”

The phone rang before either one of us could make the next move. When I finally got the annoying salesperson off the phone, Gwen was no longer in the kitchen. I jerked off right there and after I cleaned myself up, I figured I’d leave her alone. Tomorrow was a new day after all.

The next morning, Gwen said, “Mike, we need to talk about what you happened yesterday. You don’t need to feel sorry for me. You don’t need to say those things.

I sat across from her calmly. “You’re right, Gwen. What I need to do if fuck you.”

She stood and went to the sink, her breathing heavy. She was struggling with herself, I could tell. I went to her, pressed my erection into her ass and she moaned, leaning against me slightly. “I love my husband,” she said in a whisper. “I don’t want to hurt him or Stacy.”

I put my hands on her hips and squeezed. I was near heaven. “Me neither,” I told her. “But I have to have you. Now.”

“Oh, Mike.” She pushed back against me harder and I had to grit my teeth from the pleasure.

Slowly, I gathered her nightgown until I could see her large ass, covered by her underwear. I moved my hands over her ass cheeks and she leaned over further to put all of her ass into my hands. I pushed her nightgown up further and told her to hold it. As she did, I pulled her underwear down even while I freed my cock. I couldn’t wait. I pushed a hand onto her back so that her face all but rested on the counter. When I plunged a finger into her pussy, I was surprised first by how incredibly wet she was and then by how tight her snatch was. Either Dan had a tiny dick or it had been a hell of a long time since she’d been fucked.

She cried out and came as I finger-fucked her. Then, I put my cock at her entrance and grabbed her hips again, just the way I imagined.

“Tell me you want it,” I told her.

“I want you to fuck me,” she said harshly. “I want you to bury that huge cock of yours deep inside me.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Me too.”

So I plunged into my mother in law and she screamed as I let out a shout of my own. She was so wet and tight and I had been without just that for too long.

“Jesus! Fuck me, Mike! God, you’re huge! Fuck me hard!” She yelled things over and over and I felt her cum. She was so hot as she moved her hips to take me deep as I drove in and out, in and out, over and over until I came with a great groan and then she came too for probably the third of forth time.

We were both panting as I stepped away from her and she rested heavily against the counter. I had to sit down at the table but as I watched her, sweaty with her ass still hanging out and our mixed juices running down her legs, I started to get hard again.

“Let’s go upstairs,” I said to her.

She looked at me and since my cock still hung out of my pants, she knew damn well why I wanted to go. My mother in law shook her head. “I can’t. Christ, I can’t even walk.”

I stood up. “The living room then. I want to see your tits this time.”

Her only reaction was to let her nightgown fall around her as she straightened and led the way to the living room.

I sat on the couch while she waited for instruction. It was such a turn on that she was willing to do anything. It had been so long since Stacy had been willing. I pushed my sweatpants down all the way off and Gwen’s eyes were glued to my rapidly growing cock once again.

“Jesus, you’re huge.”

I wanted to tell her it was all for her but I realized I’d rather show her. “Take it off,” I told her.

She stripped her nightgown off so that she stood in front of me naked. The sight of my mother in law’s tits hanging on either side of her bellybutton had my dick at full attention. It was sick that saggy tits made me want to shoot all over them.

“Come here,” I told her. “Sit on me.”

She hesitated. “I’m too heavy.”

“I said sit on me.”

Her nipples were responding so I know she liked me ordering her around. Slowly, she moved to straddle me, her dripping pussy resting on my thighs.

I pulled her hips so that my cock rested right at the entrance to her snatch, my head against her clit. Her moan pushed her tits towards me. It was the moment I had longed for. I took one of her gigantic tits in both hands and brought it up to my lips, sucking her large and extended nipple into my mouth.

She continued to moan. I pushed forward slightly with my cock and she came, saying, “Fuck me, Mike!”

But I wasn’t done yet. I moved to her other tit and gave it the same attention. Then, I made her cum again. I couldn’t stop touching her tits then and I tried to get as much of one in my mouth as possible. I couldn’t fit much but I licked and bit at her nipples until she held my head between her hands, pulling me to her. Finally, she couldn’t stand it and moved her hips forward quickly so that my cock drove deeply into her. Neither one of us lasted long this time since the tit action had us both so far gone.

After I came into my mother in law’s wet, hot pussy, I continued to chew on her tits until she said I had to stop. “I can’t take any more. If I come again, I’ll pass out.” The way she was panting, I believed her. I left her tits alone but kissed her, sucking her tongue into my mouth until she pulled away, this time getting up. She grabbed her nightgown, got her underwear from the kitchen, and headed upstairs.

I watched her cunt drip my load while she moved. God, I wanted her again. I decided to leave her alone, though, because my cock actually was starting to wear and I wanted to save up for the next day.

That night at dinner, I couldn’t take my eyes off my mother in law. I even offered to clear the table just so I could distract myself. My cock was pushing painfully against my jeans as I moved into the kitchen. Stacy and her mother came in with more plates and I made sure the counter blocked my erection. They chatted about something, and then Stacy got the dessert out and went back to the dining room. She asked her mother to help me get the ice cream.

When we were alone, I moved so Gwen could see my cock and she gasped. Standing close, she whispered, “What’s wrong with you?”

“You,” I told my mother in law, pulling her to me. I kissed her deeply, pulling her tongue into my mouth and then diving my own into her mouth repeatedly in a fucking motion. I also grabbed her tit, fondling her through her clothes. Her bra frustrated the hell out of me but not much could be done.

“Mike, stop. Everyone’s right out there.”

“Help me, then,” I told her, thrusting my painful erection towards her.

She glanced at the dining room doorway. We heard them all laughing about a story Dan told them. My mother in law opened my jeans and released my cock. I kept my hand on her tit, finding her nipple and pinching it between my thumb and forefinger. She swayed towards me as her hand wrapped around my dick. She stroked me up and down, then, to my shock, she got down and took my cock in her mouth. I had to let go of her nipple but it was a small price to pay as my mother in law gave me an expert blowjob. She was amazing and I came quickly at her urgent sucking. She also swallowed every drop that exploding from me, licking me clean.

Stacy called for her mother then so she broke away from me but she smiled before she took the ice cream into the dining room.

The next day, I was just getting ready to go downstairs when Gwen came into my room. Naked. “Christ!” I said at the sight of my mother in law.

Moving to the bed, she said, “I’ve been horny ever since I gave you that blowjob. I couldn’t interest Dan in a damn thing last night. He was too busy snoring.” She lay down on her back and looked at me. “Just as well. His puny little dick wouldn’t have satisfied me anyway. Come fuck me, Michael. I don’t know what the hell you want me for but I know that cock of yours is all I want anymore.”

I took my sweatpants off and moved onto the bed. I was already hard from looking at my mother in law lying naked on the bed I shared with her daughter. She opended her legs but I pushed them down and straddled her waist, my cock already touching her breasts. Gwen grinned at me, knowing I wanted to fuck her tits. My mother in law pulled the sagging monsters up and pushed them into my cock. I jerked against them, finding a rhythm. She squeezed me tighter the faster I went and I told her I was going to cum.

She said, “Cum all over me, Michael. Blow your load all over my tits.”

I did as she told me and she opened her mouth too so I gave her some cum to eat.

“Now move aside,” my mother in law instructed me and I realized I liked being instructed too.

I got off and sat beside her.

She shocked the hell out of me when she lifted her tits up to her mouth and licked them clean of all my cum. It was the most erotic scene I ever witnessed and I had to wrap a hand around my hard cock. She saw how much I liked what I saw so my mother in law pulled one of her tits up all the way and began to suck on her own nipple. It was amazing and I almost came again, especially when she moved a hand down to her pussy and started finger-fucking herself while she sucked her own tits.

“I want to see you cum,” I told her so she sped it all up, her eyes locked on mine as I stroked my cock and watched my mother in law masturbate.

When she came, she started panting even while she smiled at me. “Come fuck me, Michael. Fuck your mother in law because she loves your huge cock inside her.”

I settled on top of her, but didn’t enter her because I wanted to hear her talk some more.

“Do you do any of this with my daughter?” she asked me. She gripped my ass cheeks and pulled me against her. My cock rubbed against her dripping pussy. “Does my daughter let you titty fuck her? Does she take you in her mouth and suck you dry? Christ,” she moaned. “I want to do it all again. Does she?”

“No,” I told her, starting to go inside her. “She doesn’t even get wet for me and she never touches me dick.”

“Oh, baby. Let Mommy take care of you then.” She lifted her hips until I was all the way in her pussy and we both sighed. “That’s it. Put your huge cock in Mommy’s pussy and let her take care of you.”

We moved together slowly and I fondled her huge tits and gripped her wide hips. We kissed, sucking on each other’s tongues and I could taste my own cum in her mouth - the cum she had licked off her own sagging tits. We fucked slowly for a long time and she would cum, moaning loudly, only to come down and go back up, her moans building in volume with each orgasm.

“Cum in Mommy,” she told me, over and over. “Jesus, Michael, come in Mommy.” When I did, I shuddered and shook, cumming harder than I maybe ever have. I never thought missionary position could have felt so good.

Over the next few days, we fucked whenever we could, even in the middle of the night. We would meet in the living room with the rest of the house asl**p one floor up. It was even more exciting when we knew getting caught was a possibility.

I didn’t know what would happen when it was time for my in laws to return to Florida but I knew for damn sure I was going to enjoy fucking my mother in law for as long as I could. ... Continue»
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my wife and mother in law

My name is darrin and im 36 years old and ive been married to my wife alison who is 26 for 3 years but we have been together for 8 years. We have been swingers for most of our relationship. There's not alot of people or places i can share this story so i figured this was as good a place as any. For some time ive been wanting to fuck my mother in law. Not that she's a stunner by any means but mostly because i find it quite hot to have had both my wife and her mom. Even though my wife is into the swinging part of our life i really didnt know how it would go over when i suggested to ask her mom to join us in a 3 some. Thankfully, my wife reluctantly went along with proposing the idea to her mother who, after some days of thinking about it agreed to try it with us. Honestly, since she is married, i didnt think that she would agree to it but i did want her to know that i was thinking about her sexually. I have to say it was quite a nice surprise that she did have enough interest in me to go through with the 3 some. My mother in law tina is 45 and a pretty plain woman in all reality. she is about 5-5 and 140 lbs, chubby around the middle with short brown hair with blonde highlights and always in jeans and a tee shirt. at times her tee shirts would hug her chest as to suggest she has somewhat perky tits for her age. her body seems to curve at all the right places when i stop to check her out. at any rate we never flirted with each other but always had a friendly relationship and im sure she never thought i wanted to have sex with her. i was extremely excited by the prospect of my wife and her mother sharing my cock. i could sense in my wife that she wasnt that into the idea but she was doing it to please me. we picked a night to do the 3 some when my father in law was at his b*****rs house for the night about a month ago. my mother in law came to our house and i could tell was a nervous wreck. she showed up in her customary jeans and tee shirt, not looking all that sexy to be honest. but there was something hot about the moment she arrived, knowing i was going to have her that night. my wife and i had done a few 3 somes before but the sense of this was very different. it had been a fantasy of mine for a few years and it was now coming to reality. my wife, mother in law and myself sat at our kitchen table and had a drink and talked for a few minutes about what we were about to do. my mother in law insisted that we never tell anyone what we were about to do. she was terrified that her husband would find out. however, after we chatted for a time she seemed to calm herself a bit. we then went back into our bedroom and my wife and i decided it was best for her and i to start off with her mother watching at the edge of the bed. even though my wife and i had done this sort of thing many times, the feel of it was very very different. i had a very keen sense of my mother in laws presence in the room as my wife and i stripped each other naked. my wife is a very attractive woman, but after she had our first c***d her body isnt what it used to be. she's 5-6, long blonde hair, blue eyes and about 130 lbs. she still has some fat around her belly but full tits with large nipples. as she and i began to kiss and fondle each other i could sense that she was somewhat uncomfortable with her mother with us. i did my best to move forward with foreplay. i was curious as to what her mothers reaction would be when alison stripped me and took my cock out. i have an above average dick, about 8 inches, not huge but still quite big and i wanted to see her expression on her face when she saw it. it was a real turn on to see my mother in laws face when my wife took hold of my rod and stroked me. her mother seemed to like my size from her look. as my wife stroked and sucked my cock i reached out to her mom and and motioned for her to join us. in all reality i didnt know if she would go through with it but she did end up coming over to us. as my wife blew my rod i started to kiss her mother deeply with my tounge. she is a smoker so i could taste the cigarette in her mouth. not usually a turn on but with my wife's mother it certainly was. she kissed very well, and i remember pulling her very close to my body. she was fully clothed but not for long. i pulled her tee shirt up over her head to reveal her tits in her bra. she looked hot even though her belly sagged some. her tits were packed nice into her bra. i wanted her so bad at that point. i could feel my cock fill and get hard. my wife was still working it with her mouth and hand. my mother in law i could tell was uncertain what to do. she pretty much just was running her hands through my hair as i took her bra off to expose her tits. they drooped some but i didnt really care. i was having my wife and her mother! it was pure heaven for me. my wife worked my cock and i unbuttoned my mother in laws jeans and unzipped them. i didnt know if she was shaved or if she would have a huge bush. i was on my knees on the bed as was my mother in law as i pulled her jeans over her hips and down over her ass. i was getting more turned on when i found she was wearning a thong. my wife was playing with my balls as i recall and her mom started to run her hands around my chest. i sucked my mother in law's tits and guided her hand onto my cock so she could jack me some while my wife blew me. with my other hand i began to finger her under her thong. her pussy was neatly trimmed and very hot to finger. i cupped one of her ass cheeks as i fingered her deep. she let out a few moans here and there as i pumped a two fingers into her. she was fairly tight which was nice. as she stroked my cock and kissed me some she told me i had a much bigger dick than her husband which was a huge turn on for me. my dick was throbbing at that point. i asked my wife's mother if she wanted to give me head with her daughter, which she didnt reply but simply whent down on me. utterly amazing. both were taking turns on my meat, swallowing my shaft. i had to concentrate not to blow my load. after a few minutes of giving head my wife and i started to fuck. i was on my back and my wife rode my cock. the sex was hot knowing her mother was seeing me screw her daughter. my mind was racing at a hundred miles an hour. i fingered my mother in law while my wife rode me until she came on my dick. i honestly dont know how i didnt cum yet. all i was thinking about was screwing my my mother in law. what would it be like? how would i feel? i was doing all i could to keep her into the sex, caressing her tits, kissing her, fingering her while her daughter rode me into her orgasm. after my wife came, i asked her mom if she was ready for my dick, to which she said she was. this was the moment of truth. i ate her pussy some and then asked her if she wanted me to wear a rubber. she told me she was fine to fuck me without one on. i layed my mother in law on her back and drew close on top of her, losing all sense of time and reality. i didnt even pay attention to what my wife was doing or seeing as i pushed my cock into her mothers pussy. i could tell i was filling her pretty well by the expression on her face as i went into her. i was lost in her eyes as i spread her pussy open with my dick. we kissed each other and breathed the same air as i entered her more. my body was alive on top of hers. it was amazing to feel her body under me, taking my rod. i was as hard as i have ever been in my life as i started to pump my cock into her. holding her legs under my arms. i wanted to fuck her deeply and hard. give her the dick of her life. she started to get really loud as i went into her faster and deeper. i couldnt belive i was screwing my wife's mother. nailing her hard and feeling her pussy around my meat. i never thought this day would come for me. she was gasping at times for air as i drilled into her. letting out "oh god yes", "what a cock", "fuck me baby". all turning me on more and more. my mind was spinning as i pumped my mother in law harder and deeper, as deep as i could, slamming her hips against mine. her pussy was hot, wet and amazing. i remember being lost in her eyes while i was pumping her. we were totally connected in a way i didnt expect. i felt i belonged with her, fucking her, giving her my shaft. after only a few minutes of this she began to quiver some and start to go into orgasm, i felt her pussy squeeze around my pumping cock. it drove me insane that i was getting her off with my dick. i had just been fucking my wife and now i had her mother cumming on my cock! i held her legs open and i leaned my body back, she threw her head back and rolled her eyes into her head as she came hard on my big dick. i could feel it and it was amazing. i had no idea it would feel this way. her tits were shifting up and down on her chest as i slammed my meat into her while she came. she was getting louder and louder telling me she was cumming. telling me how much she loved my cock. as i pumped into her i was asking her if her husband fucked her like this "does ron give u cock like this tina?" i kept asking her as i remember. her only answer was "god no" over and over again when i asked her. i was so lost in screwing her that i hadnt noticed what my wife was doing. her mom and i were so into fucking and touching each other we hadnt paid much attention to my wife. after her mom came on my dick i looked at my wife and saw that she looked somewhat unhappy. i didnt know what to do, but i did know i wanted to keep fucking her mother until i came. i was conflicted but kept pumping into her mother. i was still so hard. i wanted to cum. i tried not to think about what my wife was thinking. i leaned into my mother in law while i fucked her and asked her if she liked fucking me. "god yes i love fucking you darrin" was her reply. "you like this dick tina?" i asked a few times. again while i gave it to her she said "god yes i love it, fuck me". i couldnt hold back much longer. my wife got up and left the room after some of our hot talk to each other. i knew at that point i wanted to keep fucking her mother even after this night. i sensed that her mother wanted me more after this also. pounded and pumped my cock into her more and more until i was about to explode. she could feel my cock expand, ready to cum..."oh god cum in me" she told me, it wasnt something my wife and i talked about or expected. it was all i could take. "you want my cum in ur pussy tina?" i asked her. i wanted to make sure she was ready for it. i was going to blow hard. it was pure extacy being inside her, nailing her like that. i didnt anticipate it being this hot. my balls were full of cum. again i looked into her eyes as i started to shoot. a big shot at first, i felt my nuts emptying "oh shit" a second shot into her "oh fuck tina, take it". i was spraying my load of cum into her, a third spasm of cum out of my dick into her pussy. i was cumming alot, i could feel it flow out into her spraying her pussy, filling her. i watched her eyes and kissed her deeply pressing my body onto hers with her tit in my hand i gave her on last cum shot into her 45 year old pussy. i stayed inside her and pumped my cock a few times, driving her crazy. i had never had sex like this before. my wife had left in angst while i drilled her mother. as i slumped onto her after giving her as much cum as i could we were both out of breath. tired from our orgasms. i was still cupping her ass cheek and one of her tits in my hands. my seed was deep into her. we talked some after. and i went out to see where my wife went off to. she was asl**p on the couch in the living room. after i recovered i screwed tina again and again blew my cum into her pussy. my wife and i have since separated and her mother and i have been carrying on an affair, to which the sex is unbelievable. though its unlikely, we are both hoping for her to get pregnant so we can be together. ill keep ya posted as to how it works out.... 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Posted by indianadarrin 4 years ago  |  Categories: Fetish, Group Sex, Taboo  |  Views: 41332  |  
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CRAZY MOTHER IN LAW

My name is Meredith and I have always been a self-centered woman. I am in love with myself. Well, actually I am in love with my body. How can I help it? Any mother who has a full set of DD tits and a 22 inch waist even at the age of 42 would feel the same. And yes, I am a mother. But at the end of this story anyone reading this will know that I am the furthest from that.

Since my body developed in high school I have used it to get me everything and anyone I wanted. I have never even had a job. I just got my boyfriends to pay for everything. I married a much older rich man right out of high school. How? I told him I was on the pill when I seduced him. I lied. He thought he knocked me up and it f***ed him to 'do the right thing' and marry me.

I already described some of my body, but here's the rest. It took me a few years in the gym after I had my daughter to get myself back into a perfect hourglass figure. I decided then that she would be my last. I didn't want to mess with my figure again. I have long brown hair all the way down to my butt. My ass is the kind of thing that causes auto accidents, literally. My long smooth legs are made for wrapping around the men that I seduce as we fuck. And my big tits, that I recently had lifted, are the kind of things that drive men insane with desire.

So, I never stopped fucking other men after I got married. As if I'd be satisfied with an old man like him as the only cock my hot pussy would get? Hell, my daughter wasn't even his! Another lie.

One of my many affairs had come back to haunt me. He loved me so much that he killed my husband so that he could be with me. I couldn't help but feel guilt on that one. I had to confess in court of my infidelity with the murderer so that justice could be served. He was put away for life. I was f***ed to realize the kind of transformation that my body did to a man who had me. I was ashamed but it got me hot.

Now half of my husband's riches and his estates were left to me, the other half to my daughter.

It was a year later and my daughter, Jenny, had gotten married. She had wed a lovely young man, Joey. I couldn't have been happier for her. Jenny was still a little upset with me for cheating on who she still thought was her father, but she still loved me. I'm her only f****y.

Jenny and I looked alike, sort of. She had inherited my long legs, but I was taller. My daughter had gotten my nice ass, but mine looked riper. She had my brunette hair and looks, but my hair was shinier, longer and curlier. And my daughter, Jenny, had used my good genes to inherit a nice pair of breasts, but mine were bigger.

As time went on, I spent more and more time with my daughter and son-in-law. We became the kind of loving f****y that I had craved for too long.

One night, a revelation hit me. After I had finished fucking my most recent lover I realized that it just wasn't the same. I couldn't cum anymore, no matter how good they were or how big their dick was. I missed the excitement of adultery, of cheating on my husband. Now I was a widow, this wasn't working for me and my body needed satisfaction.

I thought about what I could do about this. At first I thought that seducing more married men would work, but I had already done that when I was married. Then I thought that maybe getting married and cheating on my new spouse might work, but knew it wouldn't. I needed something new.

I stopped having sex altogether to try and collect myself. I began to wonder if my sexual peak had passed me and that there was no point in trying anymore. But with a sexy body like this, that was impossible.

I got lonely, so I spent nights at my daughter's home. Her inheritance money had paid for it. One night I was awakened by moaning. My son-in-law was giving it to my daughter as I slept. It was to be expected since I was there so often. I tried to sl**p through it but it became impossible. Jenny's moans were only increasing; she was really having a good time.

My curiosity got the best of me so I slid out of the bed, put on my robe and traipsed through the hall towards their room. The door was slightly ajar which better explained why I could hear them so clearly.

"Oh God! Fuck me Joey! Fuck my hot pussy! You're so fucking good! Ughhhh!" Jenny moaned. I could hear Joey grunt as he pounded into my daughter. The loud sounds of their flesh slapping together filled the hallway as I peered into the crack and saw why my daughter was so happy. Joey's cock had to be nine inches in length and it was incredibly thick. I couldn't help but lick my lips as he fucked her. His cock was one of the biggest I had ever seen. I couldn't help myself as my hand traveled down my legs then up my robe to my soaking pussy. I fingered myself while watching my daughter ride her husband! She bounced on top of him, her back to me. Throwing her head back, I could see that her eyes were closed. Joey's weren't.

His eyes were locked on me. I didn't hesitate for one second. I opened my robe so that he could gaze upon my magnificent body whilst fucking his wife. Instead of playing with my pussy, my hands roamed all over my body. I caressed my big tits while staring lustily into Joey's eyes. My daughter was completely oblivious to me seducing her husband from the doorway while he fucked her.

"Oh Baby! Tell me what I want to hear! Tell me that you love me!" she told him. Jenny had the same mouth that I had. But Joey didn't seem to hear her. He was too busy looking at me, at my sexy body! I was distracting him! Oh it made me so hot! I came right there! Finally! "Joey? Tell me already."

"I love you." He said. But his eyes never left my breasts. I turned around and bent over, giving him a perfect view of my perfect ass.

"Tell me I'm the best lover you will ever have." My daughter said. But once again he looked me up and down. I turned around again and licked my lips for him. Now he had some real trouble telling my daughter what she wanted to hear.

"Baby? Are you even listening to me? Tell me now!" she still kept her eyes closed. What a fool! She got that from her father, my old illicit lover. He kept his eyes closed during sex, but I keep mine wide open.

"You are the best, Jenny." He said. Looking over at me, I knew he had his doubts. Our relationship had changed. So this was how I found out what it was I needed to get satisfaction. I needed my son-in-law's giant cock! And I needed to fuck him behind my daughter's back!

Jenny came on her husband's prick after he told her what she wanted. Then he came too, while looking into my eyes, full of desire, full of lust and all for me, not my daughter! Ha! I felt evil as I walked back to my room, but it felt absolutely delicious and made me even hornier. I was going to seduce my daughter's husband like some wicked slut! I masturbated myself to sl**p, coming countless times, all of them from visions of me fucking my son-in-law.

When I woke up in the morning, I felt no guilt. In fact, I wanted to walk right into my daughter's room, push her off the mattress, and fuck her husband on her marital bed until he swore his undying love to me, and betrayed my daughter! I came right on the thought! But I knew that I couldn't do that. If I rushed things like that I could get rejected and Joey could turn away from me forever. I needed to seduce him slowly to drive him mad with lust to make sure that when I made my move saying 'no' would be the last thing on his mind.

I started my seduction immediately by walking down the stairs and into the kitchen without closing my robe. My big bare tits and trimmed pussy were on full display when my son-in-law looked up from drinking his coffee. "Oops! Silly me!" I said as if it were an accident and tied my robe back up. I knew there would be no mention of what happened last night, he was too shy and good-hearted. As I got myself breakfast I could see out of the corner of my eye Joey adjusting his hard-on in his pants. And he was staring at my sexy behind! I felt like I could have taken him right there! But my daughter walked into the kitchen and ruined my fun. Jenny kissed her husband on the lips and got breakfast.

With her back to me, I looked at my daughter with anger and jealousy. I wanted what she had. I wanted her husband's cock! I calmed myself down knowing that it would only be a matter of time before he was mine and mine alone!

With both of them at work that day I thought about what was going to happen once I claimed Joey as my own. I realized that my daughter had made a big mistake when she married him. Joey was a reasonably wealthy young man, coming from a rich f****y and recently taking over his father's business when he became ill. Their marriage took place before the murder of my husband; because of this my daughter signed a prenuptial agreement. She was a fool in love.

Jenny did not hire a lawyer for the contract and signed without reading through the whole thing. Joey's lawyer had pulled a fast one over both of them in a case for his own greed as a lawyer. In the contract, in the event of a divorce all earnings during the marriage and all properties would go to Joey. Jenny would get squat! This included her inheritance money since she got it during their marriage. The money was theirs, for now. But pre-nup was so iron-clad that Joey could commit adultery and still walk out of their marriage with everything. How did I know? Well I slept with one of the lawyers in the same firm as Joey's lawyer, that's how. Joey found out later about his lawyer but kept it secret to avoid the whole process again. He figured that if they did get divorced then through his own charity he would give Jenny her fair share.

So I laid out my plans to usurp my daughter's husband. As the next few weeks went by I made sure to accidentally give my son-in-law plenty of glances at my body's best assets. I would change with my door wide open. I walked in on him in the bathroom, the shower and when he was changing as I was naked, claiming that I needed to use the shower. Of course, I still did use it to keep up the preambles. I wore the skimpiest clothing I had. I swam in their pool everyday and wore my smallest and tightest bikinis. Every time I looked over my shoulder, he was watching. He was becoming obsessed with my hot body. And my daughter was none the wiser to my seduction.

Then came the day, it was Sunday. All we were all going to church! I made sure to wear my tightest black dress that looked like anything but a Sunday dress. I couldn't wait any longer. I was going to take what was rightfully mine right there at the church. Joey eyed my big breasts and my faultless ass as we walked into the house of worship. I shook my behind for him as I walked up the steps ahead of him.

My poor daughter, Jenny, she was stuck up there as a member of the church choir. Joey and I sat in the very back of the not-so-crowded church. As the sermon went on, I allowed my dress to inch up my thighs, closer and closer to my heavenly place. It wasn't long till my son-in-law could see my bare cunt. He finally looked up into my eyes as everyone was singing.

I grabbed his cock through his pants and started to rub him. And I whispered in his ear. "I know you want me, Joey. It's okay. I'm too hot to resist."

He looked down at my cleavage, seeming lost in their valley. "Meredith... Jesus, this is wrong..." he breathed.

"Oh I don't think Jesus is having anything to do with this. And I bet if I had my hand down the savior's pants he would fuck me too. They didn't have women as desirable as me back then." I grinned sinfully. I grabbed his hand and put it on my gushing mound. "Feel how wet you get me. I love the idea of fucking my daughter's husband... And you love it too..."

I lowered the zipper to his pants and fished out his huge dong in less than a second and started stroking him right there in church! He was very excited. "Meredith... No... I can't... your... your... daughter... Jenny... my wife..." he begged me to stop. But he was putty in my hands.

"Call me Mommy, Baby. You cannot refuse me, Son. My sexy body is a f***e of nature." I told him and he groaned at my words obviously liking what I said. I looked around the church. Everyone was turned away from us, singing like zombies. The choir and my daughter were too busy singing and looking at the conductor. What a stupid girl! "Does Baby want Mommy to sit on him?" I moved in front of him and hovered my dripping snatch over his prick-head. Looking over my shoulder I saw my son-in-law staring at my delicious cunt and glorious ass. There was no time to wait. I sat on him and immediately impaled my forbidden pussy on his fuck-stick.

"Oh my God! This can't be happening..." he said as I began to lightly bounce. I had never been so full. It was meant to be.

"It was meant to be, Darling. You have a big cock and I have a perfect body. We were going to mate. Now... fuck your wife's mother!" I whispered to him. He looked into my eyes with hate, but longing and lust! He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me back. We didn't have much time. I leaned back as he pummeled me and said into his ear. "Aren't I better than my daughter? Hmmmm? Wouldn't you rather have me instead of Jenny?"

He looked into my eyes and I directed his gaze down to our private parts, conjoined and fucking illicitly and in church! "Yes! I want you instead!" he said giving me what I wanted. I came with his words and so did he, filling me full of my daughter's husband's hot sperm. My cunt accepted it all as it shot up into me. And not a moment to soon, since the church-goers stopped singing. I dismounted him with a light plopping sound and sat back down next to him. He put his still hard cock back into his pants. My son-in-law's seed started gushing out of my well-fucked pussy and onto the church bench. And my daughter was none the wiser that I had just fucked her husband! Ha!

As we walked out of the chapel Joey's cum ran down my inner thighs. There was a light squishing sound that could be heard from people right around me as I took each step. I smiled a truly devious smile at that. Good thing my daughter still wasn't around. Joey avoided my gaze the rest of the morning. It seemed that he felt a little guilty. But I knew that I would have to overcome this. I had to condition him in order to break him completely.

It was later that same Sunday and Jenny was down in the kitchen making lunch for all of us. But her husband, my lover, wasn't there. "Where's Joey?" I asked my unsuspecting daughter. I could still feel his cum in my pussy and dried cum on my legs. I didn't want to clean up the traces of our immoral act. It made me wet to know that I had my son-in-law's baby-juice on me and in me around my brainless daughter.

"He's upstairs, making some important phone calls." Jenny said. Hmmmm. I think I'll have to go get some more of that giant cock! I giggled to myself as I walked up the stairs to my daughter's bedroom. I opened the door to see my son-in-law laying on the bed and talking on the phone. I walked in and closed the door as he noticed me. It sounded like he was talking to one of his business associates.

Joey ended the conversation and hung up the phone. He looked guilty. "Meredith... What happened today was wrong. It can never happen again." He said.

I completely ignored what he said about it never happening again. "I told you to call me Mommy." I told him. He watched me as I strode over to the bed and hiked up my church dress once more. "I still have your cum inside me, Son... And I want another deposit." I said and crawled onto the bed with him. I grabbed his pants and yanked them down to his ankles, releasing his big cock!

"No! Meredith! Jenny is right downstairs..." he pleaded. Joey wasn't objecting to sex with me, he just had a problem with Jenny finding out. But I would put a stop to that once and for all!

"Making lunch for us like the dumb little bitch she is. My daughter should never leave your cock unattended. But I know how to take care of you like a good mother should. I know you love my body. And I know you love it more than your wife." I said massaging my big breasts through my dress.

"You mean I love your body more than Jenny's body?" he inquired at my wording.

"No... I mean that you love my body more than my daughter all together! And I'll prove it." I claimed as I pulled down the neck-line of my garb and my big tits popped out. His eyes looked at them with nothing to say. They took the words right out of him. After a few seconds I covered them back up. He looked at my concealed melons with longing. Now he was mine! "You see, Baby, I control this body. And if you want to have this body then you will do as I say when say it! Understood?"

My daughter's husband nodded like the good little boy he was.

"Good boy. Now lay back, Son. I'm going to fuck you now." I said and moved over him, quickly positioning his dick up at the entrance to my gushing cunt. He looked over towards the door, probably thinking of my daughter. "Worried about your wife? Good. I want you to think of her when I'm with you. I want you to remember how inferior she and her body are to my sexy body." And I sat on him for the second time that Sunday. I was fucking my daughter's husband on the Sabbath day again and in her marriage bed. I came at the thought and from his huge cock penetrating me once more.

"Oh my God..." he said and his head rolled back while I began to bounce. The squishing sounds of our fucking filled the bedroom and it was louder since I still had his morning seed from the church inside my womb. He tried to grab my breasts but I gripped his hands and pinned them to the mattress. I was in control. I was making him submit to me, his mother-in-law. Once I was through with him he would depend on me and my sexy body to survive. Now I needed him cum inside me again. Even with his hands pinned he still drove up at me like the good lover he was.

"Fuck me deep, Son... Let me feel your cum shoot in my pussy again, Baby... Fill Mommy's sloppy hole with your cum... Oh honey, your big cock feels so good inside me... This is so wrong... This is very bad... This is so sinful... So immoral... So evil... But so good, isn't it? So good... Fuck me, Honey... Fuck your wife's mother!... Fuck your mother-in-law... Fuck my cunt... Yes Baby... That's it, Darling... Fuck Mommy harder... Give Mommy your cock baby... Give me your cock... Come on stud, fuck me harder... This is what you've been thinking about isn't it?... To fuck your wife's mother... To feel your mother-in-law's tight pussy wrapped around your pumping cock... Well let me feel your cum shoot in my slick pussy... Fill my burning pussy with your cum... Oh God yes... That's it baby... Fuck me... Fuck your wife's mother... You love my body more than Jenny! Don't you! Fuck me harder... Shove it deep... This what you wanted to do... It is, isn't it, Baby?... To cum in your mother-in-law... You are a nasty boy... A very nasty boy... Wanting to do such filthy things to your wife's mother... Aaahhh... Deeper son... Deeper... Yes... That's it, Baby... Ram that cock into your mother-in-law... Oooh... Yes... Fuck it... Fuck it... Fuck me... Fuck me harder... Fuck Mommy harder... Fuck your mother harder you dirty son of a bitch..." I came three times during my monologue. As I was fucking him, I came to a revelation. I hadn't been taking birth control pills anymore and he wasn't using any protection. As soon as I thought it I wanted it. I wanted my son-in-law to impregnate me. I wanted to take everything from my daughter: her house, her money, her husband and now the c***dren that would have been hers. I looked down at my prey as he hammered up into me, by far the best lover of my life.


"Are you gonna cum, Darling?" I asked him.

"Yes! I'm gonna cum... Mommy!" he called me that which I rightfully was now.

"I'm fertile, Joey. My womb is ovulating right now. It's ready to accept your seed and give birth to our illicit c***dren! c***dren born of sin!" I laughed like the evil bitch I had become and came on my son-in-law's hard penis. He looked at my magnificent body gyrating on top of him and realized that was what he wanted too.

"Oh Jesus... Yes! I can't believe I'm gonna knock you up!" he said and rifled out jet after jet of his manly semen into my fruitful uterus.

We continued fucking throughout the next two weeks until I confirmed it with a pregnancy test. I had fucked my son-in-law all over the house: in the shower, in the pool, in his car, in my daughter's car, in the kitchen, in all the rooms of the house. The last few days I got really naughty. I made my son-in-law cum inside me and then I would leak his seed out from me, combined with my juices, and into my daughter's protein shakes, shampoo, facial cream and the fat-free milk that only she drank. Needless to say, she started to become a little ill. Ha! Then Jenny had to leave town for a few days. I had decided that when she came back would be the time to take over.

My lover and I decided that we didn't need to clean up after ourselves. When my daughter returned the house reeked of sex! There were stains on the couch, on her bed, cum sticking to the shower walls and on the kitchen floor. My daughter looked like she was going to throw up when I pulled her husband into the f****y room. I was wearing a robe that was covering my cum-stained body. Joey and I had fucked five times that day I made sure that he came all over my tits and belly each time.

Jenny's hand had some of her husband's sticky stuff on it. She looked at the two of us with a question on her face, but she didn't want to believe it.

I smiled wickedly as I laid down the pregnancy test in front of her on the table. It was positive. Her jaw dropped.

"That's right, Jenny. I'm pregnant!" I said and opened up my robe. Her husband's sperm glistened on my smooth skin, some of it had dried from earlier. "And with your husband's baby, no less. This is his cum on my body." I cackled evilly and felt a light orgasm ripple through me.

"Oh my God! You're sick, Mother! Joey? How could you? I love you!" she screamed. But I laughed. "Joey no! I love you more than anything and... I'll forgive you, whatever power she holds over you... it... it isn't as powerful as our love. Let's just leave this place!"

My daughter had lost her mind! And I was responsible. I dropped my robe to the floor and stood before the both of them in my glorious nakedness. My amazing body had Joey in full hardness in seconds. "You're right, Jenny. My power over him doesn't compare to your love, it destroys it. My power is my body. As you can see... he really doesn't love you anymore... He loves my body more... Don't you, Son?" I said and turned to him, putting my arms around his neck.

"Yes, Mommy. I don't love her anymore. I love you, Mommy." His words destroyed Jenny. I laughed again and kissed my lover sinfully, our tongues danced and he groped my tits and ass in front of his wife.

"Take me now, Son. Fuck me in front of your wife! Let us demonstrate what real love is!" I commanded. He grabbed my ass while I climbed up onto his standing form. I wrapped my legs around him and put his cock inside me. We started fucking. "It's over for you, Jenny. Your husband is mine now. And so is your marriage and your house and all your money and whatever c***dren you were going to have with him. He is kicking you out! And the pre-nup you signed gives him everything! He's taken out a restraining order against you too." I pointed to the forms on the table. Ha! "Now do as your mother tells you and sign the divorce papers and then leave. I want you out of my house right now or I call the cops! And don't take the car! We own that too. Get out!"

My daughter was defeated. She was lost so she did as her mother told her and signed the papers, no questions asked. Jenny was visibly sick and she ran out of the house. We could hear her throw up outside and her feet scampered away. My lover came inside me for the first time that day.

We later heard that Jenny had gone insane and was committed to a mental hospital. I decided to visit her one day and show her a few things. First, I showed her my bulging belly that was full of her ex-husband's offspring. Then I flashed my wedding ring as I was now his wife! My daughter screamed and threw a temper tantrum and had to be restrained and sedated. I laughed wickedly as I walked outside, rubbing my pregnant tummy with my wedding ring. I truly am evil, but with a body like mine, how can anyone blame me? I cum each time I think about it...

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Mother in law - Seductions and games

My wife and I have been together for over 6 years now and we got married 3 years ago. We were young but knew for the most part were in love. Our f****y got along very well. My f****y accepted my wife like she was one of their own and sometimes I feel like they liked her more.

Her f****y were just the same but with me. Being a young guy I was always made sure I help them with lifting heavy things for them, shoveling snow, and even clean the yard.

My mother in law was one of the funniest and sweetest lady I know. She is an amazing cook and like her daughter is blessed with a nice set of racks and a pretty sweet ass.

Although her body was amazing for someone in her forties, I never thought of her in a sexual way.

Our relationship started so innocent and subtle. For me it all started the day I stopped by to help them clean out the garage. It was a very hot day and being a dumbass wore a thick black tshirt. As much as I wanted to just take my shirt off I did not feel comfortable doing it infront of my father in law and my mother in law. I was not fat or anything, actually I was in pretty good shape.

I played a lot of basketball and football with my friends so my body has always been toned. Knowing my current situation my mother in law walked out and handed me a white t shirt. She said she felt bad that she could not find a bigger shirt for me but this was the biggest shirt my father in law had. He was a little smaller than me and wore a medium I am more a medium/large.

With the temperature rising, I went in the house to change shirts. I put on the white shirt and it seems to be a little tight. But it was better than nothing. The shirt felt like I was wearing one of those super hero tights which shows ever muscles and just hugged my body.

As soon as I got out the bathroom, I bumped into my mother in law. She looked at me, smiled, and apologize that there wasn't anything bigger. She offered to go to the store and pick something up for me but I told her The don't bother I can deal with it.

I went back out and continued to work. I noticed my father in law wincing so I asked if he was ok. Just a strained his back but he will be fine he says. I called my mother in law to help him in and told him I can take care of this.

He went in but felt bad he couldnt continue to help. I told him it wasnt a problem. He went upstairs and my mother in came down. She changed her outfit as if she was going to help. She wore a tshirt and her yoga pants for comfort. We moved things out slowly and after s few minutes she said she would be back. When she came back I could not imagine what I saw. Her tits poking out of her white tshirt. She had taken her bra off but did not think I would notice. I continued to work and tried my best not to stare.

She bent over a couple times and her tit was in plain view as the v neck shirt droops down. I tried to continue working but when I turned around I accidentally bumped the shelving unit, which toppled over the windshield washer fluid and splashed some on my back. I immediately took my shirt off and wiped my back. My mother in law quickly grabbed some old towel in one of the totes in the garage and tried to clean the floor.

She then grabbed the ladder and tried to stand on top of it to clean the shelf but the ladder was unstable. I quickly ran to her and told her I got her back. She then asked if I can hold her by her waist since the ladder was unstable. I stood infront of her no lie her pussy was directly facing my face. Her cameltoe was very obvious and her pants was wet around the pussy area.

Although it only took a minute it seemed like forever.

I slowly guided her down and finished the rest of the garage.

That whole week I was thinking about the weekend. Was she intentionally trying to seduce me or accidentally. I decided to play the little game and seduce her myself.

She stopped by the house the following weekend to cook for my wife and I. Most likely as a thank you for helping her the weekend before. My wife was running late from work so it was just me and my mother in law. I said hello and gave her a hug. I told her I was going to the basement to workout and let me know if she needs anything. I did some cardio and lifted some weights. My mother in law called me from the kitchen so I pretended I did not hear her. I wanted her to come down and see me with my shirt off wearing just a basketball short. And yes nothing underneath my basketball short.

Sure enough I heard her coming down the steps and I popped in my headphone as an excuse why id didnt hear her. She came closer and asked if I wanted mashed potato or baked? I noticed her stare at my stomach and her eyes shifted to my package. She snapped out of it and asked me gain what I wanted.

She went back up and continued to cook. I decided to go up and take a shower. I went back to my mother in law and told her I will be in the shower if she needed anything. I left the bathroom door slightly open and gave a view from the kitchen.

I called m mother in law asking her if she was also making dinner rolls. Ofcourse I didn't give a shit about the rolls but just wanted her to come closer to the bathroom. Once I saw her from the corner of my eye I began to play with my dick for show. With the shower door all glass you can see me entirely. I heard her yelp and just continue to stare.

I shut off the water and decided to continue jerking off until I came. I decided to cum on my boxer I just wore and leave it right no top of the hamper. My mother in law did not realize this set up. She went to the bathroom right after. I went back to the bathroom to brush my teeth and also check my little evidence. Sure enough my naughty mother in law licked the cum off of my boxer.

After dinner my wife and my mother in law and I watched a movie. I decided to open a bottle of Merlot and asked if anyone care to join. My wife passed since she had to work early but my mother in law asked if she can have a glass. We continue to drink until nearly the whole bottle was empty. My mother in law and my wife both fell asl**p. I carried my wife up to her room and tucked her in. My mother in law on the other hand was too d***k to drive so I called my father in law to let him know she is staying over.

I picked her up and began e****ting her to the bedroom. She seemed uncomfortable so I asked her if she wanted some pajama? She nodded her head and I took one from my wifes closet. I made sure a gave her one that was loose and could easily slide up if I wanted to take a peak.

She was too d***k to change her own so she asked me to help her. I helped her take her top off and her pants. Before I can leave the room she began to take her bra and panty off. I was not going to miss this so I left the room but cracked it enough so I can still have a peak. As soon as she was done she called me back in and asked for one more favor. She wanted a massage. She said her shoulder was sore from last weekends cleaning. I began to massage her back and shoulder then worked my way to her feet. From her feet I slowly moved up to the calves then her thighs. She began to breath heavier and heavier and she spread her legs a little more wider.

As I was ready to go back down to her calves again, she grabbed my hand and guided it to her pussy lips. With my hand on her pussy she put her hands on my waistline to take my shorts down. With no boxers underneath my dick sprung up and was as hard as can be. She grabbed my head and started to suck. I worked her clit while she worked my head. She was amazing and everytime I was about to cum she would grip my cock hard and stop me from cumming. Finally I could not wait any longer and jumped ontop of her. I began ramming her hard! I would pull all the way back and just ram my dick inside. She was so wet and it felt so good. She began to moan louder and louder. Fearing we would get caught I put her on all fours and put her face on the pillow. I began poundin her faster and faster and her screams were muffled by the pillow.

As she screamed she was cumming, I felt her squeeze me inside her and I could not contain myself and came right with her.

My dick just kept pumping out so much cum inside her that it was literally 10 seconds of me just cumming non stop.

She collapsed and was out like a light!

The next day she came down for breakfast and still a little hung over. She looked at me and asked if I remembered what happened last night. She seemed to have blacked out.

Not knowing how to respond I smiled and said yeah me too.

Did she asked what happened because she knew and messing with me or she really did black out? Regardless it was still an awesome night for me to remember!



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Mother in law - seduction and games part II

After our last encounter, I spent the next few days trying to figure out if she remembered what happened that magical night. I am starting to realize that she

A.) Does not remember
B.) She is trying to forget or pretending that nothing happened
C.) She really does not know what happened

Regardless, it was still an amazing night and could not believe it actually happened.

The next weekend was just another weekend, we planned dinner with my in laws at this fancy little steakhouse downtown. We were celebrating my early birthday since my father in law was going to be out of town the next weekend. This really was not my type of restaurant but it was their treat and they insisted.

When we got to the restaurant I saw my mother in law standing in the waiting area wearing this blue dress that hugged her beautiful thick ass, which complemented her piercing blue eyes and blonde hair. Her cleavage was perfect and all I wish for that night was motor boating that juicy tits.

As we walked up to her parents, my wife hugged her mother first then her dad. I went in to hug my mother in law and in doing so I took a whiff of her scent and her tits just pushing on my chest. As she was backing away from the hug, my hand "accidentally" glided down and in a subtle way touching her ass.

When we were seated I purposely sat next to my mother in law and my wife. My wife and my father in law were busy talking about his trip so this gave me and my mother in law time to chat.

We talked about my job, her job, and just things between me and her daughter. While chatting I could not help look down her cleavage, and I could not help looking at it from time to time. She then mentioned her husband's trip and that she would feel lonely the whole week in an empty house. She asked if we can stop by from time to time to keep her company.

I could not help myself but I told her to just stay over our house for the week. She was a little apprehensive worrying she would just get in our way. I told her that is nonsense and we could use another hand with cooking and cleaning.

With excitement she gladly accepts and she will start Monday by making Chilli. It was my favorite meal and noone makes it better than she does.

Monday came and the game has already started. I came home and there was my mother in law wearing a t shirt and short shorts. She looked amazing and I know she was putting on a show again not wearing that bra.

I decided to try to out do her by going to the basement and start running on a treadmill. I knew seeing me running on a treadmill without a shirt and wearing just a basketball short would get her to lose it. To make things more interesting I wore the silky shorts that outlines my package.

After getting the Chilli ready she came down to do some laundry. She stopped by and said hello and just wanted to let me know Dinner will be ready soon. She also told me that my wife called and she will be home as soon as she can just stuck in traffic.

I continued to run on the treadmill and looking at the reflection from the cabinet infront of me, I noticed her checking me out. I stopped my treadmill and walked over to where my mother in law was. She was loading our laundry in so she her head was about waist high. I decided to walk up next to her and grab a towel off of the cabinet above the washer. I turned around and I know she sees my stuff.

Not trying to be obvious I did not give her too long of a preview and walked upstairs to shower. When I came down there was my wife with my mother in law sitting in the kitchen table. It's about time said my wife jokingly. I smiled and replied it takes time to look this good. My mother in law smiled and said to get a room.

After dinner my wife went upstairs to take a shower and I decided to help my mother in law rinse some dishes. She complained about her back pain and asked me if I know a good chiropractor. I told her that I remembered this trick I saw a friend do to crack someone's back. I told her to put her hand crossed and place it across her chest. I came behind her and wrapped my arms around her holding her by her elbow. I then picked her up and cracked her back. While this was going on My dick was tucked up my short and just gently grinded between her ass.

She turned around to look at me and then she said nice try with a big smile. Somewhat afraid that she caught what I did, I was speechless. She then responded that her back was still sore and that didnt help her at all.

Again was she serious? Did she not realize my dick grinding on her ass. My dick is not small by any means. Well I just smiled and apologized. I told her I thought that would have worked. I went to the living room and put on a movie. My wife came down just in time and my mother in law sat in the other couch.

The movie was pretty graphic sexually and was getting me horny. I grabbed a blanket for my wife and I and also got my mother in law her blanket. As part of my ploy to seduce my mother in law, I thought nothing could be better than me finger fucking her daughter. As the movie continues, I put my hand on my wife's thigh rubbing it gently. Then making my way up to her tight pussy.

I pulled her shorts down just enough to give me more room. I started by gently caressing her lips and working my way down. I started by slipping a finger and then two. I started working on that pussy rubbing her g spot and within seconds she quietly squealed and she began spraying my hand. I looked across and noticed my mother in law's blanket moving gently and then in dawned on me. She was having a little solo action herself.

I watched her as she continues to work on herself. Then within minutes she began to shake and her legs squeezed tightly together. That's my girl!

As soon as she got her composure, she said goodnight and went upstairs. My wife was out like a light. I woke her up and told her to go to bed. I then got up walked upstairs. I decided to stop by the guest bathroom and jackpot my inlaws panties nice and wet. I picked it up and took a big whiff. It was amazing. I could not help myself and just started sucking on that juice she left behind. I sucked almost every single drop i could take and could not think of anything better than eating her pussy.

I went back into our room so horny. I could not help myself and just wanted more. I pulled my wife's panty down and started licking her up and down. I worked the clit and finger her at the same time. Within minutes she was wide awake and was ready to have an orgasm. She kept screaming yes baby over and over again until she screamed and began to convulse. I took my dick and started to fuck her. I fucked her harder and harder picturing my mother in law. I kept fucking her harder and harder until she was curling into a ball and now she's screaming oh my god baby oh my god baby. I am cummingggggg!

She collapsed and her eyes rolled back. I came instantly and almost screamed out the wrong name.

We both collapsed and fell right asl**p.

The next morning my wife had already left for work and I was still lying naked in my bed. My mother in law knocked on the door to try to wake me up. And not realizing I was naked she walked in and caught a full view. I pretended to stay asl**p wondering what she would do next. Surprisingly she walked closer to try to get a peak and she started to reach for my cock and before she could touch me she ran away. All I can think off is that her conscience got the better of her.

That night after getting home from work I began faking a sickness. I already got the next day off. I had dinner went to bed.

The next day my mother in law came up to my room to make me breakfast. She asked what I wanted and I told her sl**p. She then came back up with eggs and bacon. Also brought a cough medicine with some sl**ping aid.

She said she would be back soon to check on me. I ate my breakfast and pretended I was asl**p. She checked on me to see if I was asl**p. She started by calling my name and no response. Then she started poking me harder and harder nothing. Then out of the blue she pulled my boxers down and she began to suck my dick.

After a couple of minutes she started to strip and she got on top of me. Next thing I knowthis beautiful woman started to fuck me. She tried different positions and once she got on the reverse cowgirl I could not keep it in.

I came all inside her just spraying her over and over again. She got up and my cum drips out of her pussy and into my cock. Mrs. X turned around and licked every single drop.

Now it's my turn. Should I pretend that when I wake up nothing happened? Tell her I knew what happened? Blackmail her for more sex? Well what ever it is the ball is not in my court and her ass is mine! Literally ;)... Continue»
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My 73 year old Mother-in law's Panty Girdle

My 73-year-old Mother in law’s Panty Girdle
I was on my way to pick my mother in Law up and take her to the bus station as she was going on a bus trip for five days. She is 73 years old and a widow of 11 years. When I arrived, she asked if I could paint her bedroom ceiling as well, she had asked me weeks back if I could paint the living room ceiling when she was away because of the smell.
She took me in to the bedroom to show me the ceiling and I noticed her bra lying on the bed, when I walk around, her panty girdle was lying where she had stepped out of it and she picked it up
“Sorry about that, the bell went when I was changing and I forgot to tidy up”
I watched as she folded them up and put them in the laundry basket.
The next day I had one coat of paint on the living room ceiling and was about to start in the bedroom, I was picking the loose items up and putting them in to the hallway before I put down my dust sheets, when I knocked the lid off the laundry basket.
Sitting on top of the basket was my mother in laws bra and I picked it out, just to see what size she was. I began to think that her tits had been in here and I put the full cup over my face, smelling her perfume and licking where her nipple might have been.
Then I saw her panty girdle folded up, I placed it against my waist thinking what it is like to wear one and looked in the mirror. The waist fell open and there was a yellow stain on the gusset, fuck that’s where my mother in laws fanny has been I thought.
Putting my hand under the gusset I fetched it to my nose and sniffed it, her fanny lips had been here, I felt my cock growing and with my other hand pulled my track suit bottoms over my cock, pulling it out of my boxers.
I stuck my tongue out to lick the gusset while pulling my cock. I lowered the girdle so my cock sat in the gusset just on the wee stain. I started panting and before I knew I had came on the girdle, I didn’t have to stroke my cock, it just exploded by it’s self with no help.
Looking down my cock was still pumping my cum and the gusset was full, I grabbed a duster I was using for painting and wiped it dry. I folded the panty girdle and bra up and put them back. I continued painting the ceiling before going to work, I would come back tomorrow and do the second coat.
That night all I could think about was my mother in law and her panty girdle, the next day I was there bright and early and finished the ceilings straight away.
I looked in the laundry basket again and found a pair of dark tights, sniffing the crotch of them. I took my trousers and boxers off and started to roll the tights in my hand slipping them over my feet and pulling them up. My cock straining against the nylon, knowing that my mother in law had worn them.
I felt her bra again, pulling off my tee shirt I managed to fasten it and pulled the straps over my shoulders, I looked in the mirror, putting my hands inside the cups to make them look full and my smooth looking legs.
I took them back off and grabbed the panty girdle, looking at her wee stain, the crotch was still wet from my cum yesterday and had stained more. I slid them over my feet and pulled them up, fuck they were tight against my cock and balls and I could feel how wet they were,
I look in her knicker drawer and found some more bras and knickers, she must have had twenty pairs still at home and I found some cotton ones. I slid her panty girdle down to my knees and lay on the bed with the cotton knickers around my cock franticly wanking my self and rubbing my thumb over the crotch of the girdle where her fanny had been.
My cock exploded with f***e pushing my cum through the cotton of the knickers as it pumped in to them. I slid the panty girdle off my feet smelling where my cum and my mother in law’s wee was as my orgasm finished.
I put her girdle on to the windowsill to dry in the sun and wrapped the cotton knickers up and put them in my tool bag, I got dressed and finished putting all the items back in to the rooms. The last thing I did was to fold the dry panty girdle back up with the bra and put them back as I found them.
I called in on the mother in law the day after she got back to see how the trip was,
“Could you help me with something in the bedroom please”
We went in to the bedroom and she asked
“Did you like my panty girdle”
“Sorry, what
“Did you like my panty girdle”
“I don’t know what you mean”
“I know when I left there was a little stain on the gusset, I was going to wash them and noticed a larger stain on the gusset”
“Oh”
“It’s alright, you’re just like my husband, he liked me in my girdles”
“You won’t tell your daughter, will you”
“No I won’t tell her if you will do something for me”
“I’ll do anything”
“When my husband was alive we would make love in the morning and I would have to wear my corset for the rest of the day with his cum rubbing on my fanny, we were quite adventures with our love making”
“How can I help”
“Did you like coming in my girdle”
“Yes I did”
“That’s what I want you to do, come again on my girdle and I watch”
“Ok, I do that, where’s the girdle”
“I’m wearing it, I knew it was you’re cum on the gusset as I have seen them stains many times before, I just wanted to be back in time with my husband and know I have cum rubbing on my fanny”
She pulled the hem of her skirt up and put it in the elastic waistband, revelling her legs to just above her knees. She slipped her hands up under her skirt to pull the panty girdle down without me seeing anything of her fanny.
“Did you smell my gusset”
“Yes I did”
“I sometimes smelt it as well, to smell his cum and my juice”
My mother in law held the girdle up to her face smelling the gusset then put it under my nose, I could feel the warmth mixing with my cum.
“That’s fresh off my warm fanny, do you like it”
“It’s very warm,” I said
“Did it take long to come”
“No, I put my cock on the gusset and that was it”
“Let’s see it then”
I pulled my trousers and boxers down and my cock sprung out. My mother in law held her hand under the gusset of the girdle and placed it under my cock, placing it on the large stain, her hand cupping my cock.
I rubbed my cock back and forth two or three times and I had that feeling of wanting to pant and I started breathing fast, I came shooting my cum on to my mother in law’s girdle covered hand. Her hand cupping my cock tighter as I pushed the last of my cum out.
“That is a mighty lot of cum, is my daughter not looking to you”
I looked at my cock swimming in cum and she lowered her hand gently putting her girdle on the bed, with two hands she picked them back up and slipping her feet in to it. She pulled her girdle all the way up her legs going careful to keep them level until her girdle was squashed against her fanny.
“Thank you, I won’t tell anyone about this,” she said
I started to put my cock away
“Would you mine if I touch it please”
My mother in law ran her hand over my soft cock and on to my balls and that was it
“Do you want to come back tomorrow and see the stain on my girdle”
“Yes I would like that”
“I’ll wear them in bed tonight and when I have a wee I won’t dry my fanny, that’s what we used to do, me and my husband, is that alright”
“You were adventures in you time, I be here at nine if that ok”
She pulled the hem out of her skirt and we went back into the living room with my cum rubbing against her fanny just as she wanted.
The next morning arrived, my wife was at work and I started in the afternoon, I went straight to my mother in law’s house very excited . When I arrived, we went straight in to the bedroom,
“Would you mind if I take my skirt off”
“No I don’t mind”
My mother in law is on the slightly plump side, about 5 feet 3, gray hair and her knickers are size 16 when I looked in her drawers
She slipped her skirt off revelling pale white cubby legs that didn’t look to bad for 73 and her panty girdle, she pulled it down to her knees and stopped
“Do you want to see”
She parted her legs, stretching her girdle and I could see my cum stain
“Can I touch it “ I asked
I went down onto my knees and placed me hand on the warm gusset, rubbing my fingers through it, she bent down pulling the gusset up to the top of her girdle
“Go on, smell it”
I stuck my her against her legs to smell her gusset and my mother in law rubbed my nose in it. I lifted my head and saw her fanny for the first time, it looked full and fat sticking well out from between her legs, under her plumper tummy. She had a big well spread out bush with a lot of gray hair in it.
Probably the hair cover a lot thinner now, than when she was in her prime, you could see her fanny lips turning in on themselves up her slit making them look big and fat,
“Smell me if you want”
I lifted my nose to her cum covered fanny smelling old warm cum on her
“Oh Bill it been so long, touch me”
Bill was her husband, I rubbed my nose up her slit taking in the smell of a 73-year-old fanny and her hands came on to my head
“I’m sorry, I thought you were Bill”
“Its alright, I quite like touching you”
I have hair and her husband was bald, that’s when she realised it was not Bill between her legs
“I’m just a daft old woman wanting my time back with my husband”
“There’s nothing wrong with that, what else did you do”
“I would give him a titty wank, I liked him coming on me”
“Would you like me to do that ”
“Yes please”
She pulled her panty girdle back up and loosened her blouse and took it off, I knew her bra’s were big but this took my by surprise . She reached around unclipping it and the straps slid off her shoulder with the weight of her tits pulling them.
She pulled her bra off the ends of them, her tits were well stretched
“I had nice tits when we used to do it back then”
“Can I touch them”
“Yes go on”
I had never seen tits like them ever, they were at least a foot long, resting on her plump tummy. They were flat at the top against her chest and everything in side was hanging at the bottom, just like holding a bag with a bag of sugar in it. Her nipples were an inch long and looked permanent.
I slid my hands under her nipples taking the full weight of her tits in my hand, they felt so heavy. Lifting then up, I rubbed then against my chest
“Let me take that off for you”
My mother in law pulled at my tee shirt as I lowered her tits and slid it over my head, I lifted her tits again touching my chest, her nipples on my bare chest
“Is that nice”
“Oh yes” I said
“Will you come on them for me please”
“Oh yes”
I felt her pulling my trousers and her other hand going inside pulling at my hard cock
“I thought I might have to work at your cock to get it hard”
“You might if you rub it like that much longer”
She let go of it and pulled my trousers and boxers down to my knees and sat on the bed lifting her tits together. My cock was lost in her mighty soft tits but she moved them back and forth on my cock.
Fuck I was about to come, holding her shoulders I started thrusting my cock in to her tits harder, then I came, warm white cum bubbled up from between her tits as she milk my cock dry with her tits.
“Came I pass you something to wipe them dry”
“No it’s alright”
I pulled out of her tits and she lowered them back down on to her tummy, grabbing her bra, she put them straight in and fastened it back up. I stood in front of her unaware that my cock was still hanging out, it slipped my mind while I watching her putting her bra on
“Can I touch it again”
“Touch what” I said
“Your cock”
“Yes”
It wasn’t just a touch with her hand but she was sucking my soft cock and she was good at it, after a couple of minutes, she pulled off
“thank you for letting me do that, it‘s nice to touch the real thing again, I have my toys we used to use and I still use then but I miss my husbands cum”
We both started to get dressed
“After Bills titty wank I would wear his cum all day on my tits, letting the smell drift up out of my blouse, he called it Billie’s perfume, I feel he’s back with me again, thank you”
“Any time you want to feel like that again , just ask ”
“ I might just do that, you‘re the best son in law any woman can have”
I was about to leave and asked
“Are you alright, there’s nothing else you want”
“I’m alright, I might just finish my self off with a toy after you go , then I’ve had a man’s cum and an orgasm in one day.
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Posted by nckboy 4 years ago  |  Categories: Mature, Taboo  |  Views: 11413  |  
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I Go Shopping with my 73-year-old mother in law

I Go Shopping with my 73-year-old mother in law

My 73-year-old mother in law had been stopping with the wife and me for the last five weeks which included Christmas, she had a nasty fall in the ice and snow and broke her ankle which is in a plaster cast.
The two of us has not had time to be together since the accident, if it’s not the wife not able to get to work with the snow and stopping at home, it’s the f****y stopping over Christmas for ten days.
Every thing is back to normal now, Christmas is over, the f****y away home, the wife back to work and I am back on to my normal shift work.
The wife asked if I would take the mother in law out shopping to the indoor shopping centre to stop her getting bored, seeing the excitement of Christmas was over,
I had the day off and we hired a wheelchair when we got there, she didn’t want any thing, just a look in the sales. I quite enjoyed pushing her around as we looked at the lingerie and things.
We had been there three hours when she asked if we could find the toilets, as she wanted a wee, we found the disabled toilets and pushed her inside then I went to the door to stand outside.
“Can you stop in here, I might want some help”
I got her standing up out of the chair and she pulls up her skirt and tucks the bottom in to the waistband. She had on, one tan stocking and her yellow panty girdle with suspenders, her other leg naked because of the cast.
I watch as she bends down to undo the hooks and eyes on her gusset and I got an eyeful of her cleavage hanging down in her blouse. She then tucked the flaps up inside the girdle,
“Can you steady me, I never sit on them seats, I always hover”
There was a grab rail at one side she held on to and I held her under the arm at the other side as she squats down over the toilet
I can’t see her fanny but I can hear her wee trickling out of her slit then a warm aroma drifts up as she opens her lips and lets it gush out. I look down between her legs as she is doing as well and I see her dark golden wee splashing in to the bowl, I can feel my cock stirring in my boxers as she looks at me watching her wee.
“Do you like that” she said
“I do”
She had stopped by now and starts to stand up straight again
“Pass me some paper please”
I passed the paper and watched as she dried her fanny, maybe’s a bit more suggestive than usually. She walks from the toilet
“Come here kiss me, hold me”
I can’t stop my hands touching her, it’s been five weeks, her hand is rubbing at my cock and mine is on her damp hairy bush. My mother in law has my zip down and my cock out
“let‘s feel that cock against my fanny”
I lower down on my legs with my rampant cock looking straight in to her love hole, my cockend just parting her lips as someone knock on the door
“Will you be long in there” a strange voice shouts through the door
My mother in law shouted “just coming”
I put my cock back inside my trousers as she fastens her gusset and straightens herself up, she sits back in the wheelchair and we leave.
“I really want you to fuck me, what about a changing room”
We try two stores with changing rooms but some one is on watch at both of them
“Let’s go back to your house now, we were going there to check the mail later” I said
We arrived at the mother in laws house and she hobbled in to her house, just through the back door, franticly she pulls my trousers and boxers over my hard cock, letting them fall down to my feet. I have her jacket and blouse off and I’m pulling her skirt off over her head. She had a good hold of my cock in her hand now
“That cock of your’s is big and hard, when was it used last”
“Not since you came to stop with us, your daughter didn’t want you to hear us at it”
“We better get on with it before it explodes”
I look at my mother in law, she is wearing a new girdle I have never seen, it’s go’s well up over her tummy with a zip that go’s from the top to half way down, her hairy bush is still sticking out the side of it at the bottom.
I sink on to my knees and undo the three hooks letting her fanny pop out, she moves backwards against the table splaying her legs apart. Her fanny is all warm with a bit of my pre cum dried on in her hair from before.
Running my hand up her tan stocking, I sink my face in to her bush as she gives a moan, darting my tongue between her lips I explore her insides for her. Her hands keep pulling me tight in to her,
“I want it now, fuck me”
I stand up and help her lift herself on to the edge of the table, resting her plastered ankle on a stool, her legs wide apart, the soft pink of her fanny is starting to show
“I haven’t got the ky” she says
My cock is leaking pre cum and I smear it over her lips
“Oh fuck , just push it in”
I kiss her and slid my finger inside her pushing my juice up in to her, slowly finger fucking her my juice starts to slacking her hole
“Oh fuck hurry up”
She leans back on her arms on the table exposing her slit that’s wanting to be fucked.
Slowly my cockhead parts her hairy lips, she lifts her bum off the table and she pushes herself on to my cock. I’m back inside my mother in law after five weeks and she feels tight.
Slowly sliding in and out, her fanny starts to relax until she has all six inches inside her, I reach around her back undoing her bra letting her tits fall out. Her mammoth long tit sat on her tummy with her inch long hard nipples sticking proud out each side.
Still fucking her, I lift each tit up in to my hand, rolling her nipples through my fingers
“Give me all you’ve got son in law”
Putting my hands on to her girdled covered bum I pull myself hard into her with every thrust, the table starts to creak and wobble but fuck that. Her tits start to bounce off her stomach and our thighs start to slap together.
She lies back down on the table making her fanny easier to penetrate, I can watch as I slip in and out, as her lips slid on my cock.
Now I’m banging hard and far in to her and I’m about to come, erupting just in time for her orgasm, five weeks of cum come bubbling out of me, sprayed in to her pussy as she lift and pushes herself on to me, both her hands clenching on to the table edge waiting for her orgasm to subside.
After a good minute, the twitching in my cock dies down and the pumping stops, our breathing starts to get back to normal. I am still deep inside her rather full pussy and our cum is being f***ed out under pressure.
When I pull out, she stops there on the table, legs wide apart, fanny hole wide open letting our cum bubble out on to the table and floor. Touching her stocking top with my hand I move up to her lips rubbing our cum in to her hairy bush and play with her clit some more.
After some time we decide to get back home as the wife was going to have the tea ready for us two after shopping all day, but I give her fanny a good wash first.
My wife has been helping her mother in the shower to get washed, with the plastered leg sticking out to keep dry, we don’t want her seeing fresh, creamy, white, sticky cum plastered across her mothers fanny, do we.
We get dressed, my mother in law pads her gusset out with kitchen roll to absorb anymore leaking cum and we set off for home.
My mother in law will hopefully get her plaster cast removed this week and will move back to her house. We have already planned to see each other once a week for sex just like before she broke her ankle, what a good new year his is going to be.
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Mother in Law's Strap-on Love

My name is Paul and I love my mother in law, we have always got on well together ever since I married her daughter 20 years earlier, we had even progressed to a little titillation and on more than one occasion she had caught me looking at her legs when she sat cross legged on the sofa and a couple of times when I tried to peer down her top to see what color bra she had or if she even wore one or as much of her breasts as possible, she would always give me one of those sexy knowing smiles.

Carol my Mother in Law had divorced her husband Bob 8 years ago and she now lived alone but only an hours drive away.

She had called me one during the week and asked if I would come over on Saturday to give the garage a bit of a clean out, as my wife Jane was working all day I quickly agreed.

I couldn't wait for Saturday to come around, so I could spend time with Carol and who knows what I may get to see...

She came out to greet me as I pulled into the driveway, she was wearing a low V neck jumper and a loose skirt that came to just above her knees, My mother in law was still in pretty good shape for her 68 years of age, brown hair that came to her shoulders, and nice ample bosom but not too large and though she carried a few extra pounds she still had a nice figure, she wasn't a bubble or a barrel, you could see she had a waistline and low heel shoes, she greeted me with a hug and a quick kiss on the lips , I could feel her breasts on my chest through the jumper and started to get hard thinking about what she may or not be wearing under that top. I followed her inside enjoying the look from the rear, watching that nice firm looking ass sway under the skirt, we made idle chat for a few minutes and I couldn't stop my eyes from wondering down to the V in the top catching sight of a little cleavage, my curiosity was aroused not to mention other things. We then walked out to the garage, she had the old trailer all ready for me to load up and told me anything I wanted I could have, and the rest was for the rubbish tip.

She then left me to work indoors and I tackled the garage with gusto, a lot of the stuff was rubbish, old books, bits of wood etc, there were a few things I scored for myself, an electric drill, saw and a few hand tools that would come in handy, I then opened the old wardrobe in the corner and started to empty it, when I noticed a box on the top shelf at the back, carefully taking it down I set it on the bench top and opened it...

What I saw took my breath away, in the box was a collection of garter belts, stockings, an assorted collection of thongs and G strings, ¼ cup, ½ cup and see thru bras, but the biggest surprise of all under all the clothing were a couple of different sized vibrators, lubricant, wrist and ankle shackles and a couple of different styles of Strap-on harnesses and the rubber "cocks" that fit into them, averaging about 7 to 8 inches in length and a nice size diameter so to speak, I was stunned but starting to get very aroused at the thought that Carol would have dressed up in these clothes and would use the Strap-on on Bob, I had to find out more so closing the box I carried it into the house.

I called out to Carol to come to the kitchen where I had put the box on the table, when she walked in she gasped at the sight of the box on the table and started to go red realizing that I knew what was in the box...

"Are you sure you want to tip this stuff?" I asked her looking her in the eyes. She didn't answer straight away and wouldn't look me in the eyes, I then asked her, "Did you use this stuff when you were married to Bob?"

I watched her fidget a little I took her chin in my hand lifting her head up to look me in the eyes and told her "Carol you can tell me anything we are f****y and I would understand."

She nodded and said "ok."

She opened the box started to finger some of the items, I saw her look down at my crotch she must have noticed that it was bulging, she took a deep breath gave a small smile and told me to sit,

" Oh yes Paul." she said excitedly "I used to use all this stuff, Bob loved me to dress up and use the vibrators and strap-on's on him, as well as on myself while he watched, sometimes I would tie him up, on the odd occasion he would dress a little in some of this stuff and I would make him suck me like a tart and then fuck him in the ass, we did it all over the house, in the garden even in the garage, I loved doing it and he loved it as well, and I sort of miss it now."

When she stopped talking I could see she was breathing a little heavier than usual and she has a flushness about her, I was stunned at the admittance as well as little shocked at the language and also incredibly turned on,,

She asked me "Are you alright Paul?"

I nodded weakly and said "Sorry to have bought up painful memories and sort of wished you hadn't told me now"

"No need to be sorry Paul, I am glad to have told you about it, it makes me feel better, but why do you now wish I hadn't told you?"

"Nothing," I replied "It's ok," but with no real conviction in my voice.

"Oh no," she replied, "Don't tell me that this is something you want and my daughter won't come across?"

"That's about it Carol," I replied "Jane is a little bit conservative in regards to that or any anal play, don't get me wrong our sex life is good, but you know, I would like a little more."

"Hmm yes" she replied I know what you mean", but she said in a certain way I couldn't put my finger on it just the way she said it.

"Look" she said, I'll put this box away, you go lock up the garage and tie the trailer down ready for the trip to the tip then we'll have a drink." she turned left the room, I went outside tied the trailer locked the garage and was just walking in the back door when I heard Carol call me to give her a hand in the bedroom.

What I saw stopped me in my tracks, she had put on a negligee, a see thru bra which clipped at the front, it showed her nipples exposed and hard, black suspender belt with stockings and, exposing her neatly trimmed bush she had on a crotch less Strap-on harness with one of the 8 inch dildo's sticking out front. I just stood there with my mouth agape, my cock getting harder by the second, Carol looked down and could see the bulge swelling in my jeans, "hmm" she said " this looks like what you want" I just nodded dumbly taking in the vision in front of me.

"Strip," she commanded, without hesitation I got naked in front of my 68 year old mother in law, my breath catching in my throat as I lowered my boxers finally exposing myself to Carol's gaze. She walked up to me and putting her arms around my neck she kissed me deeply, her tongue working its way into my mouth, it was a weird sensation, feeling my 1/2 naked mother in law against my body, she worked her tongue into my mouth and I felt her right hand work its way down to my cock where she slowly started to stroke it, I reached up and rolled one of her nipples thru the bra between my fingers, I felt her shudder as I gently squeezed and played with the bud.

She stepped back and placing her hands on my shoulders gently f***ed me onto my knees I knew what she wanted and I found myself getting excited at the thought of sucking my Mother in laws "cock". I put the cock in my mouth and looking up I could see her looking down at me and running her fingers over her breasts and circling her nipples, I started bobbing my head up and down on the cock then reached up and slide my fingers along her pussy lips,

"Oh yes," she gasped,"Touch me up Paul, play with my cunt as you suck my cock."

Listening to her talking dirty really turned me on and I slid my finger into her dripping pussy and started to finger fuck her in time with my sucking. I could feel her breathing heavy and she was starting to build towards an orgasm when she pulled away from me and,

"No," she panted "Not yet I want you first, stand up hon."

I stood up in front of her, with a hard on that could have lifted a truck

"Oh Carol" I gasped "Please do with me what you want." all I could think about was having my mother in law in me and later returning the favor.

She placed her hands on my shoulders and turned me around so my back was to her, giving my ass a light slap she told me "Go have a quick shower hon I want all of you nice and clean."

I walked away to the shower feeling her eyes on my ass as I left her, climbing into the shower I soaped myself all over lingering a little longer than normal on my hard cock, slowly giving it a few strokes thinking about what was about to happen but stopping after a couple of strokes not wanting to cum too soon. I stepped out of the shower, quickly dried myself and walked back to the main bedroom.

When I entered the bedroom I noticed that she had laid a bath towel on the bed, and a tube of lube on the nightstand next to the bed, I walked up to her.

"Kiss me Paul, kiss your Mother in Law who is going to fuck you,"

I walked up to her and put my arms around her and kissed her with all the passion and lust of a new lover. I reached up and caressed her breasts through the bra, she moaned into my mouth, and started to rub her body against me I could feel the "cock" rubbing up against my cock and stomach knowing that soon it would be in my ass.

"Turn around," she commanded "Walk to the bed till your knees are touching it.

" I stopped at the bed as she commanded, she moved up behind me and I could feel the Strap-on cock work its way between my legs, she put her arms around me and grasped my cock, slowly stroked it as she whispered in my ear.

"Paul I am going to fuck that virgin ass of yours, like the tart that you are, you want this don't you?"

I hesitated, too caught up in the emotions of the moment,

"Tell me Paul, beg me to fuck you,"

"Oh yes Carol." I almost shouted "Please Carol fuck me, fuck my ass make me a tart, make me your tart."

"Good Hon," she whispered and she pushed me on the bed, "Get on all fours Paul, put your head on the bed open your legs and reach back and open that virgin ass for me."

I did as commanded, my breath coming in gasps, I couldn't believe after all these years one of my fantasies was about to come true...

I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart exposing myself to my lover, suddenly I felt her hands also on my ass cheeks pulling them apart even more, next I felt her hot breath softly blowing on my puckered ring, I couldn't believe it, my wife's mother. My elderly mother in law was about to lick my ass to kiss me in a place I never believed would happen. I groaned as I felt her tongue run up my ass crack from just about my balls, through the crack over my ass hole, where she lingered and circled the hole then up to the top of my ass, slowly sliding her tongue back down again but this time stopping at my ass hole but starting to put some pressure there, she was going to tongue fuck my ass I was gasping now pushing my self back against her tongue, her hands came round to the front of my thighs and she started pulling me back against her forcing her tongue against my ass until the tip worked its way in.

I reached for my cock, I needed relief the pleasure was so intense I was so turned on I needed to cum.

She pulled away "No Paul" she shouted "Not yet I told you."

I reluctantly let go of my raging cock, Looking back I saw her drop the negligee and reach to the tube of lube, taking the cap of she squirted some onto the artificial cock and started to rub it all over, watching my elderly mother in law wanking that cock just like I would do was almost too much for me, I thought I was going to blow my load all over the bed at the sight.

I jumped when I felt something cool pour on top of my ass, then I felt her hand caressing the oil all over my ass cheeks and sliding her fingers up and down my crack making it all slippery and available, I winced a little when I felt one of her fingers slide in to my ass, the pain was exquisite at this point I didn't care what happened she could have done anything she wanted to me, I gasped when she started to slide it back and forth the pain wasn't too bad now and quickly went away as the sensation of pure lust took over, I was moving back against her finger encouraging her to keep going, then she slid another finger in and really started to work on my asshole, getting it ready for her fuck toy.

Then her fingers were gone, I was starting to feel empty and disappointed when suddenly I felt the tip of the "cock" touch my puckered ring, I tensed waiting for the pain of pleasure that was about to invade my body, Slowly she pushed the head against my ass, I could feel my ass ring slowly stretching as the "cock" slowly entered me, suddenly it slipped in, I moaned as I felt my asshole release as the "cock" slipped all the way in,

"Oh god," I yelled," it's in, you are fucking your son in law Carol."

She began thrusting in and out slowly at first then quicker and she sensed my ass accommodate her, she put her hands on my hips and pulled me back onto her as she thrust forward, the feeling was sensational, I could feel myself getting close to cumming and I hadn't even touched myself yet...she changed pace and technique, slowly pulling the "cock" all the way out and pushing it back in, it was like being entered for the first time over and over again, I was now her slut.

I was pushing myself back against her telling her to "Fuck me, make me yours."

It was almost too much for me and I told her I was getting close to cumming,

"Get on your back I want to see you I want to watch you cum." She said quickly as she pulled out of me

I flipped over and for the first time since I had got on the bed I could look at my sexy mother in law, standing there, her breast exposed through the see thru bra, the "cock" all slick with lube jutting out in front of her, she was panting, her body was coated with a light sheen of the exertions, Reaching down she pulled my legs apart and put the head of the strap-on against my ass hole , smiling she looked into my eyes as she slid the "cock" into my ass in one swift motion. She started to fuck me in earnest now.

"Paul you are my slut now, I will have you whenever I want and you can have me when you want but right now I want to see you cum, jerk off for me hon squirt your cum all over your self for me."

I grasped my cock and started to jerk off

"Slowly." she said,

then, Carol reached up and unclipped her bra finally I was looking at those breast I had been trying to look at for so many years, she slid the bra off her arms and threw it across the room, she started to fuck me harder and faster. She then reached up and began playing with her breasts rolling the nipples between her fingers.

This sight was too much for me

"Carol," I screamed, "I about to cum." stroking my cock faster and faster,

"Cum Paul, cum for me let me see your cum on your belly."

I shuddered as my cock exploded, the first squirt hit me on the chest, the second a bit lower, slowly the squirts decreased as my orgasm slowly subsided Carol had stopped pumping me and watched as I coated myself in my own cum.

She pulled out and laid down next to me leaning over and kissing me on the lips sliding her tongue into my mouth, pulling away she looked down at the jism on my chest and stomach reaching out Carol started to rub the cum all over my body.

Looking at me she smiled and said "I don't think I'll throw that stuff away now, in fact I will even dig out the shackles and ropes."

Then winked at me.

I can't wait till the next visit...... Continue»
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Mother in law

I got off work early for a weekend to myself, the wife was away with her dad to visit some distant f****y members, neither of them really wanted to go but for the sake of possible future falling out it was the easier option. I had nothing planned and that was the way I wanted it. 3 days, 2 nights of me time, wake up when I wanted, get ready if I wanted and do what I wanted. It was a red hot summers day, so the plan was simply sit in the garden, soak up some sun and have an afternoon of relaxation. Normally I'd be in training at a time like this but I'd also given myself the weekend off that too.

Just as I was about to settle the phone rang, it was the Mother in Law, she caught me off guard 'Hi Tyler, What are you doing this afternoon?" my fatal reply was "nothing." Before I even knew what I was doing I was in the car driving to her house to help move some things in the garden.

Chapter 1. Sight

How to describe the Mother in Law. Late 40's, about 5ft7, brown hair, I'd put a guess on a bra size of 36b, maybe a c cup, long legs (which I always thought had nice shape) and a slightly olive skin tone often associated with darker haired people. That is as much as I can describe as her choice of dress was mainly tight jeans and layers on top which makes it hard to work what is actually under there.

I arrived at hers. Sure enough she was in the garden, wearing an old pair of jeans and a baggy jumper that was covered in mud. She thanked me for coming and put me to task, there were a bunch of stones and paving slabs needed moving, and she wanted me to do some cutting of a tree she couldn't get up but I could 'easily climb' so away I went, thinking to myself sooner I get done here sooner I get my weekend of nothingness back on track.

She disappeared to take a break as I worked away. It was red hot, sun was shining, so I took this as a perfect opportunity to get some sun to my body and removed my top. Luckily the pair of shorts I had on weren't new as I was already covered in garden dirt.

I didn't even notice her return, she was lying on her sun lounger in nothing more than a bikini. Wow, I'd never seen her like that. To be honest I couldn't see much as she was reading a magazine but her legs were shining in the sun. I was right about those, long, tanned, very nicely toned legs. I'll admit I was kinda distracted but this was my Mother in Law and I wanted to get done and away soon as I could.

I noticed her glancing over on numerous occasions, I had been working out a lot recently and had numerous comments on how well I looked at the gym so just assumed she was not 'checking me out' but like I hadn't seen here in a bikini she hadn't seen me topless recently. She called me over to look at something in her magazine. Now, as I approached I was conscious she had just a bikini top on, small pert breasts I could see as I approached, not a huge cleavage at all but they were a nice ripe shape and were showing no signs of sagging at all. But, in my head I was saying to myself 'keep eye contact' over and over again.

However, what happened next shocked me. Shocked me so much the fact she was lying right by me just a bikini on was no longer an issue. In this magazine she showed me what she was reading, an article about cock sizes and shapes. "Can you believe the things they print" she said. I agreed, but I just couldn't believe the fact my Mother in Law is pretty much talking about cock sizes to me! As I returned back to the garden I jokingly said to her "oh, and by the way, the biggest one, of course" cheekily grinned, she just laughed.

My last duty was to cut some branches off the tree that required ladders. She came over and held the ladders for me as I cut the branches down. These were step ladders, I was half way up then she was opposite me holding them, as I was cutting I realised her head was at waist level and only about 12inches away. It felt like eternity I was up there, in reality it was probably only a minute or so. I was just thinking any error or slight movement and I could be in more of an embarrassing position than the magazine conversation. As I leaned and reached over I knew I was getting closer, probably about 6 inches now, she made no attempt to move her head and when I glanced down I'm sure she was staring right at it. It was turning me on, especially as the view I had down her bikini top was a great one.

I finished the cutting and got down from the ladders, lets hope she didn't notice the slight movement in my shorts. As she turned away and walked back to her sun lounger without even turning or looking back she said in a quite even guilty sounding voice "you weren't wrong".

Chapter 2. Hearing

I'd really seen the Mother in Law in a new light, different to how I'd ever seen her before. And because of that is the only reason I agreed to staying over night and continuing some work for her in the morning.

We were shattered so an early night was in order and both in bed before 11pm. I stayed in the spare room, it had worked out fine as the main room where she was sl**ping was en suite so I had exclusive use of the main bathroom.

I woke what felt was the middle of the night, it was only 1am, as I went to the bathroom for a drink. I hadn't planned on staying over, I didn't have any spare clothes with me just my grass covered shorts and t shirt I'd hardly worn. I was sl**ping naked, I'd been given a robe to wear earlier for after I showered. I thought id take the risk and just go straight to the bathroom with nothing on.

On route to the bathroom I heard a noise coming from her room. It wasn't a snore, or even a loud breathing, it was different. I don't know why I did this but I approached her bedroom and listened. She was moaning, sexually moaning, this was enjoyment, pleasure. Quite moans, with a loud groan, quicker breathing. Was she dreaming. The door was open I quietly walked in making as little noise as possible, she was covered in her blanket with one leg outside with just about the top couple inches of her leg covered up.

Her eyes were shut, she was sl**ping, dreaming she was having sex. I'm not sure why but forgetting I was completely naked and the fact my cock had started to respond to the horny noises coming from the Mother in Law I entered the room and got closer. Her moaning was getting louder, her legs were moving the covers riding up a little higher revealing a bit more of her leg. I was standing at her head side of the bed, I was so fixated on the noises she was making it wasn't until I felt her warm breath on now my rock solid cock I realised once again there were about 6inches between her head and my cock. Only this time nothing was in between. The thoughts going through my head now were all wrong, firstly what was I even doing in her room, secondly I was naked with a rock hard cock and now I was thinking I could move my cock down and touch it on her lips, or as her mouth was opening better still, I could put it in. Why was I even thinking these things. At that moment she stirred, broke from her dream I was now wishing I was in, my initial reaction was I've got to get out, imagine she sees me he, her son in laws cock casting a shadow on her face. For some reason I ducked down and rolled under her bed.

And just in time too, she woke up and got out of bed and walked to the other side of the room. I couldn't see what she was doing, I could only see as far up as her calves. She rummaged in her drawers, I was thinking is she naked now, is she getting something to cover her up, is she going to check in on me, but I wouldn't be there I'm here under her bed. In fact the opposite happened, I watched her thong drop down her calves to the floor and she stepped out of them. Was she now naked, as she stepped out of her thong I heard a long 'mmmmmm'. She then went back onto the bed. Then within a second of her lying down I heard a buzzing. Then a moaning. She had gotten a vibrator out. She was being rough and vigorous, the bed was creaking on top of me, she was moaning louder and louder, wow. She was on her bed naked with a vibrator, playing with herself, fucking herself hard. At the same time I was under her bed naked. I started stroking my erection, softly, silently although the noise she was making I could have gotten away without being so careful. As she was working away on herself was she thinking of me? What if I reappear from under the bed, would she just tell me to fuck her right there? What was certain my hand was on my cock because of her, because of the noises she was making. I couldn't see a thing, only the of her groans, sounds of heavy breathing, her vibrator buzzing, the bed creaking - she was having a good time. She let out very load scream come moan, I would have heard that even if I was in my room, and again, she started going softer and letting out satisfied moans. She had cum, she had cum on top of me but she didn't know it. She got out of bed and went to her en suite bathroom. I took that opportunity to make my escape and return to my room.

Chapter 3: Smell

Lying back in bed, thinking over what had just happened, trying to get back to sl**p but my imagination running wild. Was she thinking of me, was she missing her man, should I have even been there, did she know I was there, so many more thoughts keeping my mind active, how was I ever to sl**p, should I go back through and as the thoughts went on I did eventually drift off to sl**p.

I dreamt of what just happened, but it felt so real, the smell of her pussy was vivid, like I was there all over again. As I drifted into a lighter sl**p and about to wake as my eyes were just opening I noticed her standing there. I didn't open my eyes and pretended to sl**p. She just stood there, I could smell the sweet scent of her pussy just hours after it had seem some action. The aroma was getting stronger I couldn't help but half open my eyes to see her bending over, her arse and pussy right there in front of my face as she continued to remove her soaking wet thong she must have put back on. What was she doing, I didn't care, I had the view I wish I had a couple hours ago. I could see the hole that had recently been filled. I shut my eyes again continuing to pretend to sl**p, I should have just made it obvious I was awake but in the back of my mind this was still my Mother in Law it was wrong and still felt strange even though how horny she was and was making me feel. I heard her leave the room so I opened my eyes and noticed her thong was still lying on the floor.

I could help but reach down and get it, it smelt of her, her pussy, I could believe what I was doing I was sniffing my Mother in Law underwear. That was wrong. I was turned on, I don't think I had turned off from earlier so put the thong down on my hard cock. My cock now in contact with what had been on and probably inside her pussy just moments ago. I rubbed my cock up and down with it. At that point I heard her approach the room again. Quickly I shut my eyes and pretend to sl**p again. Then realised her thong was no wrapped round my cock, luckily under the covers, but, ultimately her thong was no longer on the floor where she had left it. She had a walk round the bed, I was pretending to sl**p, I could smell she was near again, I didn't know what she was going to do next, I was hoping she wouldn't move the covers, why would she, I'm sl**ping, but her thong had gone I must have it. I lost the scent of her pussy opened my eyes and she was no longer there, at that point I threw the thong back to the floor and went back to sl**p.

I woke to the smell of coffee and cooked breakfast, I got out of bed, put on my robe and headed downstairs, noticing on the way that her thong had in fact disappeared again.

Chapter 4: Touch

We exchanged good mornings, after the surreal night we had, but in each others mind the other person wasn't aware of each others involvement. She didn't know I was awake or under her bed when she cum, or I don't think she was aware. Either way, I had to play the innocent son in law this morning.

I joked with as I entered the kitchen that it was a nice robe she had on. It was the same as the one she let me wear, taken from a hotel, that cheap material and to be honest not much of them. I was conscious of how short it was as I didn't have anything else with me to wear. She gave me a big hug which was unusual, she never hugged me, I hugged her back which pre-longed the hug and actually pulled us closer together. From our knees to our chest our whole body were in contact with each other, especially our legs that the robe only really covered our decency, and I could feel her pert breasts tight in her robe against me, now was not the time for my cock to come alive due to how close we were and how little clothing we had on. As we released from the hug, her hands were down by my waist and as I turned her hand brushed over my cock, an innocent accident, no one mentioned it.

The day went by in a similar fashion to yesterday, I got messy in the garden and she was bikini clad sunbathing. I had my old shorts on so was filthy before I even got started except with no underwear on so a little less comfortable. She called my over and said she was going to sun her back so could I put some sun cream on her. I said I would, she lay on her front and I started by her calves, as I was rubbing it in her firm calves I looked up the back of her thighs to her arse, thinking to myself I'd seen that naked, it was right in front of my face, I now have the opportunity to touch it, or do I? I slowly massaged the sun cream up the back of her legs, up to the back of her knees, running my fingers round to the front of her knees too. Then a little higher the the back of her thighs, slowly going higher up her thighs, running my hands round the inside of her thighs, to the outside of her thighs as I slowly moved higher up her legs. I was enjoying this too much, I was supposed to be putting sun cream on and I felt like I was giving her an intimate massage. Her bikini bottoms weren't thong style just your standard bikini bottom, although they were a little small so didn't cover her full arse. I thought I'd play safe and sun cream the uncovered parts. I started by putting cream on the outside of her thighs and work in to her arse, then down to the top of her thighs, then moved the opposite way back up, my fingers cm's away from her pussy, holding her arse cheeks firmly in both hands, my thumbs practically toughing her pussy from behind. I'm sure I heard a discreet moan as I was doing this. One slip and I'd be inside her. I then had to remind myself I was applying sun cream to my mother in law. I moved up to her lower back, round to her sides and up to her bikini top strap, at that point she told me to undo it, of course this was innocent, it was common sense right. I undone her straps and they dropped either side of her, and I again 'massaged' sun cream into her back, doing my best to avoid the side of her breasts although I made sure my finger tips did reach them.

In typically British style the sun soon clouded over, the sky's got darker and the rain came down. We both rushed inside, her minus a bikini top, she found it funny and as she covered herself with one arm as I commented on her top outside in the garden. As she covered herself one of her breasts was being pushed up with her nipple being covered by her forearm and her other being held in her hand. It was a great view and I couldn't help but look, wanting her to move her arm, wishing it away with my eyes. I composed myself and said I was going in the shower.

It was one of those walk in showers, spacious for one, but wouldn't call it a double shower, as I was washing myself I was thinking of the the the day & night before, then massaging her, her standing there topless and once again my cock was rock hard. At that point I heard her voice asking if I would like her to wash my back and before I knew it she was in the shower standing behind me. She said she'd came to return the favour and wash off the dirt on my back, this must have been for me putting her sun cream on. Before I even had the chance to say anything I felt to hands on my shoulders and running down my back. It felt so nice, her soft hands on my back her nails dragging down to, scratching but not digging in, then her hands over my arse cheeks, and to the top of my thighs and both hands rubbing slowly down one leg at a time. I was naked in the shower with my mother in law, she was rubbing her hands up and down my body, as her hands worked back up my legs her finger tips caught my balls, what a feeling that was my whole body shivered just with that slightest touch. I asked if she would like me to wash down her back too, as it was caked in sun cream as I got carried away earlier.

She agreed, I turned around and to my shock she was still facing me, but naked. I thought she'd have her bikini on, but she had undressed, I was speechless. I froze, I didn't know what to do, we were both fully naked, this was my mother in law. Yes I'd had thoughts before, I'd listened to her cum but it didn't feel real. This was real, she was there standing right in front of me. She said she hadn't washed my front, so again starting at my shouldered she washed down my chest, to my stomach both hands down either side of my cock, my rock hard cock, then down my legs. On the way back up when she got to the top of my legs both hands made there way inwards and held my cock. One hand massaged my balls whilst the other moved slowly up and down my shaft - was she wanking me or washing me? After about 15seconds she continued up my body, to my chest then shoulders and finished there. At that point she stepped forward and gave me a big hug. Her hands sliding down my back to my arse, my hands doing the same. He breasts pressed against my chest and my hard cock pressed against her. She then told me to go and get dried off when she finished off showering.

It was early evening we were both in the lounge relaxing with a coffee. My 'work' here was done, I was gonna fish my drink and make my way home. Or was I prolonging the drink, did I want another night here after the last? Did she want me to stay, thinking back over the last 24hours, was she innocent in all this, she didn't know I was under her bed, but she dropped her underwear in my room, I didn't imagine that. We were naked in the shower, she gripped her son in laws cock and stroked it whilst massaging my balls. Or was she just washing me? An air of innocence yet totally sexual. But nothing was ever said. But now was it time for this innocence to come to an end once and for all?

Chapter 5. Taste

She offered to make me a meal before I left as a huge thank you for spending my weekend helping her out. I politely declined but she insisted it was her special meal and that I would love it. I had no choice, besides, she had washed my clothes and they were still drying so I did actually have a bit time to kill. We went into the kitchen dressed in our matching hotel robes, the kitchen was small, so on numerous occasions our bodies rubbed passed each other and again the back of her really firmly pushed on my cock. I didn't mind this time round.

She reached up to the top shelf to get some ingredients down, on her tip toes I couldn't help but notice how toned her calves were then as my eyes followed the rest of her legs up I could see she wasn't wearing any underwear, her robe had ridden high up exposing the bottom half of her arse. I could see her pussy from behind. What a view, also being naked under these tiny robes any growth for me was going to be obvious to her so had to do my best to hide this. Luckily she kept her back to me as she worked on the bench mixing the food.

She asked me to come over, as she seductively sucked her finger, with her eyes closed and when removing it licking the tip with her tongue, 'mmm tastes good' she said. She turned away as if to dip her finger into the mix again and asked me to try it. Her finger was wet, she had just been sucking it, but didn't look as if anything else was on it. I done as I was told and put her finger in my mouth, sucked her finger and licked it inside my mouth. That wasn't any sort of food mixture, that was her, that was the smell would taste like, she hadn't dipped her finger in any mix, she had dipped her finger in her pussy. It tasted good, I kept her finger in my mouth longer than I should of. She removed her finger telling me she knew I'd like the taste of it.... Continue»
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Mother-In-Law Bonding

Mother-in-law Bonding

Story about a wife who dominates her husband and his mother. The husband and mother-in-law both become sex slaves to the wife and the wife’s mother.

When I heard from a friend that my wimp husband’s mother Grace
had called me a dumb blond bimbo who wasn't good enough
for her son, I was furious. Her son had been my sex slave
since marriage and we had kept it a secret from
everyone but my mother Linda who walked in one day and
saw what was going on. To my surprise, she enjoyed it
and wanted to join in. Now Paul, my husband, serves as a sex slave for both me and my mother. But today was revenge time on that
bitch mother of my sissy husband.

When Paul came home and appeared before me nude with his cock and ball
leash, I told him what had happened and he was mad as
hell too. He knew I wouldn’t tolerate his mother disrespecting me and that she
would need to be punished. I told him to call her up now and tell her he
would never speak or see her again unless she agreed to become my sex slave
just like her son. I had him tell her how
he was my slave and all the things he enjoyed doing as
a slave. He was also to tell her the only way she could
see him again was if she was my pussy sex slave and I mean total submissive fuck toy type of sex slave as well.

I knew she would accept the terms, because he’s really a submissive slut at heart, just like her sissy son but it was nice to get even and I started to read a good book, waiting
for Paul to get back and lick my pussy. About 15
minutes later, Paul returned got on his knees and told
me his mother had finally accepted the terms without
limitations and would be here immediately. He then
proceeded to lick my pussy as I sat there stunned but
excited to the point where I came immediately in his
mouth.

The doorbell rang about 15 minutes later and I told
Paul to go outside on the front porch nude and tell her to remove all her
clothes too and attached a dog lease to her neck before
letting her in. In about 5 minutes, Paul and Grace
appeared in the living room totally nude with Grace
holding her hands over her tits and pussy. Standing up,
I walked behind her and slapped her large ass and
demanded she put her hands down to her sides. A few
more good slaps were in order before I returned to face
her.

"You know the rules bitch, you are mine to use anyway I
want. Do you accept your new role as my sex slave or do I have Paul kick your big ass out of here permanently?" I toyed with her.

"Yes mistress, I accept all your rules, you may use me as your sex slave fuck toy. Please don't hurt me." She said as I watched her turned red in embarrassment.

"Good. Lets start all over and have you make an appropriate entrance to your world of submission and sexual slavery. Paul you will carry you bitch mother back out the front
door and make her crawl around the front yard bare ass naked and make sure she wiggles her big fat ass while she crawls around with her tits swinging back and forth and I want to see that ass sticking straight up in the air. You will also find a switch and spank her asshole with it forty times while she crawls and shouts out that she is nothing but a worthless slut cunt. Is that understood?" I demanded to Paul.

Grace had tears in her eyes but Pau’sl cock was as big as
I have seen it. He pulled on his mother’s lease and I watched
with glee as Grace’s large ass checks wiggled around as she
followed him out. Outside, Paul got a switch and I saw
Grace fall to her hands and knees and start crawling. I
was masturbating my pussy at the sight of her ass and
the switching she was getting. I called my mother up next
door and told her to hurry over, now that Grace was my sex
slave and if she wanted some of that ass, she better
get over. Her and Grace had been bitter enemies since
the marriage and she would really enjoy abusing my husband’s mother as well.

Paul finally led Grace back in the house as I made them
stand in the center of the room and inspected her
striped ass while she stood there shaking. I
complemented Paul on the marks on her asshole and butt cheeks and slapped
them a couple of times to see if they were sensitive.
The doorbell rang and I walked out and let my mother in.

As we walked back to the living room, Grace seeing my
mother, started to try to crawl away but Paul still had
her lease in hand where she couldn't go anywhere.

"She doesn't look so high and mighty now," said my mother;
walking over and petting her head like a puppy.

"From now on, you’ll address me as your mommy, is that clear slut,” my mother told Paul’s mother.

“Yesss, mommy,” my mother-in-law replied.

“Is baby slut’s ass sore from your spanking," she asked Grace.

"Yes mamma, baby’s ass is sore," said Grace head down.

"Well it's going to be a little sorer," said mom,
taking the leash from Paul she led her to the chair and
sitting down put her across her lap and started
spanking her ass. I was close to coming and was
enjoying hearing Grace begging and pleading over my mom’s
lap. I demanded Paul service my pussy as I came from
the site of her completely red ass, begging, and
crying. Mom finally quit and started rubbing her ass.

"Does baby, want mommy to make it better?" Mom teased
rubbing and groping her big ass cheeks.

"Yes (sob) mommy, please make it better." She begged.

Mother took her time groping the ass cheeks and then
working her way to her asshole starting pushing her
finger in and out while Grace was still sobbing and
moaning at the same time. I had came twice in Paul
mouth, so I laid on my stomach and had him lick my ass
so I could watch more.

Pretty soon, Grace had quit crying and was moving her
ass in response to my mother’s finger. When mother asked her
if she had been a bad baby all these years and felt
like she should be punished, she readily agreed, begging my
mother to give her the abuse she deserved. I was totally thrill and knew my turn would
come later with her.

"Come with mama and we're going to make that big ass of
yours feel better," said mom, pushing her off her lap
and leading her by the leash to the bathroom.

I knew what was coming next. Mother liked to give Paul
a two-quart enema when he was bad and watch him run
outside to relieve himself. He was always told to keep
his ass plugged with his finger till he reached the end
of the yard and carry his toilet paper with him. I went
to the kitchen table and sat down so I could see out
the yard and had Paul fix me a sandwich. In about 15
minutes, Grace flew into the living room and out the
kitchen back door.

Her finger was in her ass and the toilet paper was tied
with a string to her tit. The soap bar had been
inserted in her mouth. The sight of her running trying
to while trying to keep the toilet paper from unrolling
and maintaining the finger in her ass was totally
exciting to watch. I saw her finally reached the end of
the yard as mother arrived and told Paul to lick her
pussy as she watched Grace squat to relieve herself. We
was both laughing and telling Paul what a good little
mother slut he had.

Grace finally finished and cleaned her ass and
proceeded to the garden hose where she washed her ass
with the soap bar before reinserting it in her mouth
and returning in the kitchen door totally red in the
face.

Mother met her and bent her over the kitchen table
after grabbing her leash. Pointing her ass up, she told
her since her mouth was now clean, she was to lick her
asshole and clean her pussy with the soap at the same
time.

I couldn't resist the urge seeing my mother-in-law on her knees
with her face in my mother ass and hearing mother moans
from the rimming she was getting. Picking up a duster,
I got behind Grace and starting pushing it in her ass
while Paul was ordered to get behind me and tongue my ass
at the same time.

When I came, mother traded places with me as I spread
my ass as wide as I could and told my mother-in-law to get that
tongue working in my asshole. I made sure to move around so her
tongue had to follow my asshole as it moved. I heard
mother come again and soon I joined her shoving my ass
back into Grace’s face as hard as I could.

As I got up, mother told Grace to go dust off all the
tables in the living room with the feather duster in her asshole and then return. If she broke anything, she would be punished severely. Paul was told
to put on his sissy apron, the one that had a hole in front that
his cock went in, as he prepared a lunch for us.

We watched in amusement as both slaves went about their
tasks. Grace was wiggling her ass at the tables trying
to dusk them without knocking the little things off but
several got pushed off which we knew would. Paul,
excited from watching all the events, had overcooked
the rolls and knew he would be punished severely for it
as well.

When lunch was put on the table, mother called Grace in
and had her sit on her knees with her face in her
pussy.

"Slaves eat from their mistress pussies she told her,"
patting her head. "Be sure to whine everyone in a while
or I may forget about you."

Paul joined with his face in my cunt. He knew he had to
lick every once in a while if he wanted to eat. We
enjoyed our meals as the slaves whined underneath with
their faces in our cunts, licking our pussies.

Mother took great delight in rubbing pieces of her
sandwich into her cunt and letting my mother-in-law lick it off. I
was having the same fun with Paul, my little pet. After
the meal, we had Paul clean the dishes and we retired
to the living room with Grace trailing behind on her
leash.

Mother sat in a chair and explained to Grace her new
position in life while she was on her knees in front of
her.

"Baby Grace you now belong to me and my daughter Ann
who will use you anyway we want and whenever we want." She
explained. "You will be nothing more than a fucktoy to play
with. If you complain or hesitate in anyway, you will be
severely punished. We now own you and your son and
expect you to be our total sex slaves. Since you have
treated my daughter with disrespect, I think she should
have the pleasure of your ass for awhile."

"Yes mommy." said Grace, with her head bowed low.

"I have the perfect idea for our new slut," I said.
"Getting up, I went to the kitchen and return with a
strap-on cock around my waist. Ordering Grace on her
back, I had my mother hold her legs over her head so that
her ass was sticking straight up and available for my
intended use.

Setting next to her face, I advise her to get my cock
nice and wet or she would get it in her asshole dry.
She started to complain, but knew her fate and started
sucking the dildo trying to wet it as best she could.
Paul meanwhile, had been told to get the video camera
and film the whole scene for posting on the internet. When the strap on cock
was wet enough, I got up and positioned it at her asshole
so I could look down at her frighten face.

"Grace you are such an asshole, and now I'm going to
prove it," I said shoving the cock into her ass
while she screamed from the onslaught. Her begging was
music to my eyes as I began the continued onslaught to
get it all in. Mom said she was too loud and proceeded
to place her wide ass on her face so only murmurs could
be heard as I withdrew the cock a little and press it
back in.

Four or five pushes and her asshole was loose enough I
could drill through easily which I did with pleasure.
The moans were loud underneath mom ass but now she
truly knew whom her ass really belong to. Tiring out, I
un-strapped the cock strap leaving the dildo in her ass and I
moved over to the sofa in the living room and instructed my mother-in-law
to follow me.

"Get on your stomach and worm you way over here, but don‘t lose that dildo in your ass" I said.

"My cunt needs those fat lips of yours sucking on them."

Grace started crawling on her stomach and tits, which
was causing her much discomfort till she reached by
feet and started lapping them. Several times the dildo
was slipping out her ass and I had her reinsert it.
Paul’s cock was dripping pre-cum in the kitchen from watching the
action and I called her inside and had him stand by my
side.

"Your son’s cock is dripping bitch. Suck it dry or I'll
replace that dildo in your ass with his cock." I told
her.

Grace immediately got on her knees and started sucking
on her own son’s hard cock. I made sure she deep throated all his
cock by controlling her head by the hair and had him
turn around so she could tongue his ass also. Mother
got up and went to the bathroom to get something.

Grace meanwhile was on her knees on the floor with head
on the carpet exhausted from the ordeal. Kicking the dildo still buried in her
ass, I told her to lick my pussy till I came on
her ugly face. She slowly rose up and pressed her face
to my cunt and started roaming her tongue inside my pussy.

I laid back and thought up some things I was going to
do with her later but right now I was going to enjoy
that wagging tongue of hers. I had just climaxed when my
mother returned and demanded Paul to get some rope in
the kitchen. She removed the dildo, and grabbed the
rope and tied Grace arms in back.

Next she went and got a small curtain rod tied each of
her ankles to it. I had to assist her in tying another
rope to the middle of the bar and we lifted her legs up
and over again. Grace was begging that her asshole
couldn't take anymore and she would do anything. Mom
went out and returned with a basket with shaving cream,
razor, scissors, and several other items.

"Gracie dear, you have way too much hair on your cunt and asshole. When was the
last time you had a haircut." She laughed. "Don't
worry; mommy is going to take care of all that nasty
hair down there."

"Please, don't shave my bush. Please Grace, I mean
mistress. Please." Grace begged. "I’ve done everything
you asked."

Mom had already snipping on her pussy hairs and giving
them to Paul to put in a container as a souvenir for
her. While she started shaving the stubs still sticking
out, she told me to puck all those nasty hairs off her
asshole which I did with much pleasure. Grace would
yell with each pull and I made sure to take my time.
She was finally starting to relax when the shaving was
done and all the hairs were plucked but mom wasn't done
yet. Grabbing her by the hair, she started chopping
away at her head hair till it was only about 2 inches long
with Grace screaming and begging.

This will keep you here for away. Don't want you
running away till we have you full trained. Not unless,
you want everyone to see that stub of hair on your
head. She was told to stand up which we had to help her
and was then led to the kitchen. Grabbing a mop and a
pail of water which she poured, mother untied her hands
leaving her ankles tied to the spreader and gave her
the mop.

"Mop that floor bitch." She commanded. She then got a
paddle and swatted her ass a couple of times to get her
motivated.

I couldn't stand it no more. Sitting on a chair, I yelled
at Paul to get his lazy ass over here and lick my cunt.
Three times in one day and I knew I would be sore
tomorrow.

Grace was mopping fast with the paddle slapping her big
round ass making it dance around the room. Mother was
calling her slut, cunt, whore and so on making sure to
stress each word with a stroke of the paddle.

Meanwhile, I was already thinking about sl**ping
arrangements tonight.

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d**gged Mother In Law


d**gged Mother in Law

"Goodnight Christopher!" I watched my mother in law as she climbed the stairs to her bedroom and I heard the door close behind her as she went off to bed, carrying the mug of hot milk her considerate son in law had made her as a nightcap. She always said coffee kept her awake. I smiled to myself - this particular mug of milk was intended to have the opposite effect. If my contact with the chemistry degree was telling the truth my old bitch of a mother in law was soon to be in a very deep sl**p indeed.

I'd been waiting for this opportunity for years and had planned tonight from the moment my wife told me that she would be away overnight as she had to work a night shift. Her mother had been staying with us as it was Christmas and was due to go home the following day. This was my only chance to be alone overnight with the old witch.

The secret ingredient I had added to her nightcap was the latest evolution of what was known as rohypnol but Roger, my chemist friend, assured me that it was much more predictable and, as he put it, "pervert friendly".

"You just need to know their approximate weight to get the dosage right - don't want them waking up at a crucial moment or sl**ping for 24 hours! The beauty of it is that this stuff is liquid, completely undetectable in any drink and doesn't make them feel d***k - just sends them gently to sl**p. And once they're under they stay that way for six hours and wake up feeling fine - no hangover. They never suspect anything."

He told me he'd used it on scores of females - all sizes, all ages. As he said, "I always say lots of women have slept with me - they just don't realise!"

My only concern was trying to find my mother in laws weight but Roger gave me a chart. All I needed to know was her dress size - a good enough indication of how heavy she was - and that would give me an accurate enough start point. Then I just needed to decide how long I wanted her "out" for. I'd had a sneaky peek around her room when she was out of the house and read a few dress labels. Then I consulted the chart. A woman who took a size 20 dress needed 20ml to put her to sl**p for six hours. The liquid came in 10ml vials so that was how many vials of the clear, odourless liquid I added to mother in law's bedtime milk.

Now all I had to do was wait for mother in law to drink her milk and go to sl**p. I was so impatient as I heard her visit the bathroom and clatter round in her pre-bed routine. Finally it all went quiet. I imagined her drinking her milk, setting the mug down on the bedside table. I knew it took the d**g 10 minutes to take effect and it was agonising watching the clock tick round. I'd decided to wait 30 minutes - just to be on the safe side.

Finally I reckoned the d**g should have had more than enough time to work. I climbed the stairs and knocked on her bedroom door. There was always the chance she hadn't d***k her milk and was sitting up in bed wide awake but there was no reply to my knock. I opened the door slowly, still ultra-cautious, terrified she was awake, but I needn't have worried. The old cow must have dropped off reading a book because the paperback was on the floor where she had dropped it and she was on her side with her right arm dangling off the bed.

Still cautious, I shook her shoulder - gently at first but then really roughly but, to my delight, I realised that she was completely "out". I knelt beside her on the bed and grabbed her arm and hauled her over onto her back. God, she was heavy! A big woman (remember her dress size) and a dead weight, it took quite an effort but eventually I had her propped up against her pillows. Her head was resting against the headrest, slumped to one side with her mouth open, snoring gently. She'd removed her false teeth and I could see them on the bedside table beside the empty mug. She'd have been so embarrassed to be seen like this but I was just starting on her humiliation - my revenge for the years of snide comments and barely disguised contempt I'd had from her.

I took out my camera to record the scene and then set up a small video camera at the side .of the bed. I wanted to be able to relive this night over and over. The old cow was wearing her usual flannelette nightdress, high-necked and unflattering although her nipples could just be discerned making two bumps in the material. I pinched them gently and then, reminding myself that she was not going to wake up, I increased the pressure. If she'd been awake she'd have been squealing by now but except for a stiffening of her fat teats in my grasp there was no reaction. She was braless beneath her nightdress and I could feel her soft 42D tits (I had been checking her bra size for years) through the material. Time to see them in the flesh.

It wasn't easy pulling her nightdress up. I had to roll her one way and then the other to free it from under her but finally I had it bunched under her breasts. It was like working with a sl**py c***d as I pulled the garment up over her head and then down along her arms before finally throwing it behind me. And there she was - my 75 year old bitch of a mother in law - totally naked and exposed from the waist up (I'd left the duvet covering her lower half for the moment - I had all night and I wanted to concentrate on her tits before exploring her lower regions). And what a pair of tits! I'd managed a few glimpses of them in the past by spying on her through carelessly closed doors and seen their shape as they rolled as she hurried to the bathroom some mornings but now I could study them at my leisure, touch them, play with them - and she was powerless to stop me.

My cock was hard as hell and straining to be free. I quickly undressed and climbed back on the bed naked, kneeling astride the u*********s old woman. I took one pendulous breast in each hand and gave them a squeeze. She had fed three k**s with these in her younger days and this past milking had left her with a fine, if sagging, set of udders. Her areolas were some two inches across, a dark reddish brown in colour with a sort of pimpled texture and her teats were the width of my little finger. They had softened slightly since my initial pulling at them but they stiffened again as I milked each one between thumb and forefinger. Evidently the d**g robbed her of consciousness but left her u*********s reflexes untouched.

Confident now that there was nothing I couldn't do to her plump old body I gripped each erect nipple hard and pulled up, lifting her heavy breasts away from her chest, smiling as the heavy titflesh was pulled out of shape. I let go of one nipple and her elderly udder flopped back against her body. I gave the other teat a final tug before releasing it. She was semi-sitting, slumped against the pillows and her heavy breasts fell slightly to either side of her body. I was straddling her with my cock standing proud and oozing pre-cum. My mother in laws mouth was hanging open. It was an opportunity too good to miss. I knelt up and pushed my cock down until the purple head was lined up with her open mouth.

I had one hand on my shaft as I pushed my hips forward and guided my glistening cockhead between those thin lips that had so often been pursed in sour disapproval of something I'd said or done. I could feel her toothless gums against the sensitive underside of my glans. I knew she considered oral sex to be a perversion (she'd said as much to my wife) so I was confident that this was the first time she'd ever had a cock in her mouth. It was all I could do to stop myself grabbing her hair and ramming my cock down her throat until my balls rested on her chin but I managed to restrain myself. I was so aroused that I was dribbling a large amount of precum and as I pulled out of her mouth a drop escaped from my pisshole and dropped down to form a gleaming strand between my cockhead and her chin.

The sight was so pleasing that I started to "paint" her face with my cock - rubbing my glans across her cheeks until her face was covered in glistening streaks of slime. I even matted her plucked eyebrows with it. One hand was directing my cock while the other held the camera to get the scene captured on video. I had never produced so much precum in my life. I squeezed along my rigid shaft and produced yet another drop which I deposited right onto her tongue.

"Taste my jizz, you old cunt!" I whispered, turned on beyond belief by the thought that the first taste of cockjuice she'd had in all her 75 years had come from my cock and knowing that she"d have been disgusted by the very thought.

I looked down at her, panning the camera to capture her naked torso. Like most old women her skin was thin and blue veins were visible on the white flesh of her tits. I imagined them in the days many years before when I could have made them squirt milk. I took one rubbery nipple between my lips and sucked harder and harder. I took the udder in both hands and squeezed from chest to tip as if milking a cow. I could see the tiny openings at the end of each teat where the milk would have escaped in the past but, of course, no milk had come from them for many years. The fact that these soft heavy tits had been untouched and unused for at least 20 years seemed a criminal waste.

There was something even more important that had been untouched and unused in the 20 years she had been widowed and it was time to uncover it. I got off the bed, stood alongside her and pulled the duvet completely off the bed. There in front of me was something I had dreamed of seeing for many years - my sour-faced, prudish miserable old bitch of a mother in law completely naked and, best of all, totally at my mercy and unable to prevent me doing whatever I wanted to her.

I ran my eyes over her elderly body - from her jism smeared face, down over the sagging udders, their ends gleaming with my saliva, down over her soft wrinkled belly which still carried the stretchmarks from her three long ago pregnancies. I saw her wide hips and the slightly parted and surprisingly slim legs and there, at the junction of her slightly wrinkled thighs and slightly hidden beneath the crease of her saggy belly, I saw her elderly cunt. Her mound was plump and the hairs on it hinted at the full bush she must have had before the ageing process had started to diminish the hairiness of her sex. I was sure that area had never seen a razor and although the hairs covered an area from just under her belly and the top of her hairy triangle was wide the actual coverage was sparse. As with most women her age what her pubes lacked in number they made up for in length as they were no longer as tightly curled as in her teenage years but were long and straggly. Sparse though they were on her mound there was a strong tuft of greying hairs at the top of her slit.

I rested my hand on her mound, feeling her hairs against my palm. It seemed only right to lean forward and push my tongue into her mouth. I traced her gums with my tongue and tasted my own juices. It was incredibly erotic. My middle finger rested on the start of her slit. I moved it slowly down, parting the plump outer lips. I felt the small bump of her unaroused clitoris (did she play with it sometimes? When was the last time?) and on down between her legs until my fingertip found her elderly hole. She was unaroused and my finger could just enter a tiny amount before it felt too dry. Of course, I could have just f***ed it up her but I was in no hurry.

"Let's see what you've got down there, shall we?" I whispered in her ear. I wanted to have a proper examination so I needed to get her into position. I grabbed her ankles and pulled her down the bed. She had been partly sitting but now she was flat on her back and her heavy tits fell each side of her body. She would be at her best on all fours with her udders dangling but I couldn't see a way of getting her in that position. Anyway, I wanted to concentrate on her cunt now. I slid her down until her feet were just off the bed and then rolled her on her side. I put a couple if pillows near her arse and managed to manhandle her until she was on her back again but with her hips pushed up by the pillows beneath her buttocks. I grabbed her ankles again and pushed them up towards her crotch. Her knees flexed then fell apart so she was in the classic spread position. I pulled up a chair and sat down, looking up between her wide open thighs. The view was superb! Her entire sex was on show. I could see the full length of her slit. Her pose had caused her cunt to gape slightly and I could see the dark, wrinkled inner lips. They were together and protruded from the outer labia by about half an inch. I teased them part with my thumb and forefinger, opening her like a flower. When they were peeled right back the small bump of her old clitoris was exposed and I could see the opening to her long disused fuckhole. I used my fingers to hold her slit as wide as I could, pulling her cunt open so I could see inside. I tested it again with my forefinger but it was still dry. No problem! I was producing enough lubrication for both of us. I transferred some c!ear cockjuice from the tip of my penis to my finger and spread a generous helping around the entrance to her cunt.

Soon my finger and her vulva were slippery and glistening. I pushed and this time my finger slid in up to the last knuckle. For the first time in over 20 years my frigid old prude of a mother in law was being finger fucked by a man. I moved my finger in and out, forcing it as far inside her as I could with each inward thrust. I ran my thumb over her ancient clit. Was it my imagination or was it swelling?

I leant forward and did something to her that I was sure her husband had never done - I took her elderly clitoris between my lips and started to suck on it, running my tongue across it as I did so. Now I could definitely feel it swelling with arousal.

I looked up across her belly - the old cow was completely out, to all intents and purposes sound asl**p, her mouth agape and, now she was on her back, snoring quite loudly. Her conscious mind might be asl**p but her body was responding automatically and becoming aroused. I sat back, my finger still gliding in and out of her and studied the effect I was having on her. Her nipples were erect as was her clitoris - both stood out nicely. Her wrinkled pissflaps were engorged and swollen and peeled back and her ancient fuckhole was glistening with a ixture of my precum and her own cuntjuice. Her mind was asl**p but her body was begging to be fucked. I foced another finger up her and pushed right up her until a fingertip found her elderly cervix. Time to do what I wanted to do for years and fuck my mother in law senseless.

I stood up and slid her, and the pillows beneath her, slightly further down the bed until the edge of the mattress was under the back of her knees. I reached down and positioned my cock so the head was just on the entrance to her cunt. I grabbed her behind each knee and bent her legs up. She was spread wide as I rammed my cock up her. Her elderly hole hadn't had a man near it since she'd been widowed 20 years before and probably even longer (I got the impression sex stopped for him soon after the birth of their third c***d). Now I was slamming into her an feeling my balls slap against her flabby old arsecheeks. Her udders quivered and jiggled, rippling with the shock of every hard thrust.

And all through this, as I pounded her elderly fuckhole, old bitch stayed sound asl**p, her head being jolted from side to side, mouth open as I used her fat old body. If she'd woken up and found me r****g her she'd had died of embarrasment and horror but she was totally unaware of what was being done to her. A shame - she would never know how much pleasure her neglected old hole was giving me. I was talking to her as I fucked her - "Take it, you old cunt! Take my cock up that hairy old hole!"

I felt myself on the verge of coming and much as I wanted to unload inside her I realised that she would be more than suspicious if she woke in the morning to find my sperm oozing from between her legs so I pulled out of her and climbed on the bed, straddling her flabby belly. I grabbed her right hand, wrapped her unresisting fingers round my slippery shaft and moved it. I wondered when she'd last wanked a mans cock and all too soon I felt myself spurting my jism. I aimed for her chest and jet after jet of hot sperm hit her pale flesh - some between her tits, running down across the white titflesh and onto her nipple and one or two particularly strong spurts hitting her face. I wiped my glistening knob over her lips. She would wake with an unfamiliar taste in her mouth - I was sure she'd tasted spunk before .

I spent the next quarter of an hour taking photos of her from every angle - close ups of her cunt, full length shots that would possibly by useful in the future to expose her. I rolled her over and used my fingers to part the fat cheeks of her arse. As the tight puckered rosette of her anus was revealed I felt my slackening cock begin to stiffen again. I looked at my watch. It would be a good three hours before she was likely to wake up......I rolled her onto her front, made sure her face wasn't pressed into the pillow and that she could breathe and prepared to continue her abuse.


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Fun for my mother in law

After our weekend fun at the beach not much had gone on since I had to spend a lot of time at work. My wife still had fun teasing danny even though he got off being grounded he still seemed to spend a lot of time around playing in his tree house. I was working late one Friday nite about a month later when the phone rang. When I answered it my wife said her moms house was on fire and told me to meet her over there. When I got there they had trucks all over the place but found out that the fire was minimal and most of the damage was from smoke. After things were threw we went thru the house and my wife told her mom to pack up some things and said she was coming to stay with us till we could get in and get everything cleaned up. As they got my mother in laws things together I walked around looking at the damage. It really wasn't that bad as I said but the smoke and smell made it hard to breath. We came back to our house and my mother in law was upset so I made her a drink to help calm her down. We sat talking and after a couple drinks my mother in law calmed down and my wife told her to go take a shower and give us her clothes so they could be washed to get the smoke smell out. My wife and mother in law went in the other room and a few minutes later my wife came back with her moms clothes and took them to the basement to wash. When my wife came back up she sat down with me and said I hope you don't mind her staying here. I said of course not and said there was no way she could have stayed in the house the way it smelled.

We were sitting in the kitchen talking and heard my mother in law call my wife. The wife got up and went to see what she wanted and came back a couple minutes laughing. I asked her what was so funny and she said I didn't think about it but i took all of moms clothes, she didn't have anything to wear. I laughed and said so what is she going to stay in the bathroom till her things are done. The wife said no I gave her one of my robes to wear till her things were done, then said she will be out in a little bit. I looked at my wife and asked which robe she gave her, she smiled at me and said what do you think. My wife had two robes one was a full length made for winter and the other was a short satin one. I couldn't believe she gave her mom the satin one since on my wife it was just long enough to cover her butt and my mother in law was a little taller than my wife. We sat there talking and a few minutes later my mother in law came walking in the kitchen. My mother in law must have just been longer in the legs since the robe covered her but not by much. My mother in law looked at my wife and said don't you have a different robe I can put on, the wife told her yeah but said it was a heavy winter robe and it would be way too warm then said it wont be long and your things will be done. I was about to say she could wear mine but thought real fast and kept my mouth shut. She came over and sat down real fast and I could tell she was uncomfortable wearing it as she would keep pulling on it to make sure she was covered. She was covered but barely and I was surprised for a heavier woman she still wasn't built that bad. My wife got up and made us some more drinks and we sat talking some more. The wife told her mom she had to go in for a meeting at work for a little while in the morning and when she got home we would go over and start working on getting things cleaned up.

We sat there talking and drinking and my mother in law must have been starting to feel the drinks a little since she was moving around a little and not worrying as much about the robe keeping her covered. I looked over at one point and she was leaning forward a bit and the robe was hanging open just enough that I could see in and see her tit hanging there. She was nowhere as big as my wife but from what I could see it still looked pretty firm. I don't think she was doing it on purpose because she would sit back and make sure the robe was closed tight. My wife said she would be right back and got up and went down stairs to put the clothes in the dryer. When she did I asked my mother in law if she wanted another drink, she said just one more and said she was starting to get a little d***k. I was about to get up and make them and she said I will be right back. I waited a minute and told her to go ahead, she turned to get up and sat there a minute feeling the drinks then said she better not have anymore. As she sat there trying to gain her composure i could tell she was really feeling them. She finally got up and went to the bathroom and I made myself another drink. I was sitting at the table when she came back in and she was about to sit down then grabbed the ashtray and walked over to the garbage to empty it. I was taking a drink and happened to look over and she was bent over emptying it but from where I sat i had a perfect view of her pussy and half her ass showing. She came back over and sat down and i thought to myself i wonder if she did that on purpose. A couple minutes later the wife came up with her clothes and my mother in law went in the other room and put on her night gown and came back out. We stayed up awhile longer talking then we all went to bed.

In the morning i woke up when my wife left to go to her meeting and just layed there while she got ready. Before she left she told me to make sure i put my robe on before going out and said remember my mom is here. I smiled and said what you don't want me to give her a show, she came over and sat down next to me on the bed and said would you enjoy it. I told her it would be fun, she looked at me and said if you do just be careful don't make it obvious. I told her if i did i wouldn't but probably wouldn't do it anyway. She gave me a kiss and said she had to get going then got up and went out and pulled the bedroom door closed. I was going to turn back over and go back to sl**p for awhile but laying there i started thinking about letting her mom see me again. As i did i got hard as a rock and thought why not she had seen me already anyway. I laid there playing with my cock thinking how i could do it then thought how much fun it would be letting her see me getting it off. I got up and went and opened the door and looked out and saw the guest room door still closed. I walked out across the hall to the bathroom and grabbed a towel and then came back in and laid down. I left the door wide open and laid there playing with my cock and waiting. It took a little while and i heard noises in the other room. I really started stroking my cock but kept watching at the end of the bed looking in the dresser mirror. I saw the door to the guest room open and closed my eyes enough to look like they were closed but kept watching in the mirror. She came down the hall and when she got about to the door to our room i started moaning a bit.

I kept my eyes half closed and watched and saw her stop outside our room and stand there watching. I really went to work on my cock then and started moaning louder, i didn't know if she would stay or go back but kept playing. When she didn't turn around and go back i stopped a minute and reached over and grabbed some baby oil off my night stand and poured it all over my cock. I laid there stroking my cock and knowing she was watching it didn't take long i and started cumming like crazy. I laid there stroking till i was threw then stopped to grab the towel and clean up and saw her turn around and go back down the hall into the guest room. I got up and closed the door and got dressed and came out and went in the kitchen to make coffee and then heard her say good morning while i was standing there getting the coffee started. She never said a word but as we sat there talking i could see a little smile come across her face now and then.... Continue»
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seduced my mother in law

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My name is Matt and I am married to a wonderful woman named Linda. We have been married for about 5 years. Recently her parents were down for a visit and asked me if I could help them out.

John asked if I could travel back with them to Ohio and help them for a week to set up their new business. My Father-In-Law is a very intelligent man but he doesn't know the first thing about computers so I agreed. My wife teaches middle school so she couldn't just take off so she stayed behind.

My in-laws always travel in their little motor home. When I say little I mean it is really small. It is the kind of motor home that looks like a converted van. When your driving down the road the only place to take a nap is directly above the driver. There is a single bed where you can get some sl**p.

If everyone wants to sl**p, you have to park the van and convert the driver and passenger area into a bed. In the center of the van is a small kitchen and the bathroom is in the rear.

The first day went well, we drove about 8 hours and we decided to have dinner in a small town we stopped in. After dinner we found a KOA campground and settled in for the night. I slept above them in the single bed while they slept in the double bed.

I get along great with my In-laws. For one they are both easy people to be with and secondly, my mother-in-law is a hottie. She is about 44 years old but the years have been very kind to her. She stands about 5 foot 9 with long killer legs.

She is always well tanned with shoulder length curly blond hair. Beautiful face and very….very large breasts but her best feature has to be her butt. I have seen her many times over the years in her bikini and she has one of those delectable round bubble butts men drool over.

The next morning we all got up and I take over the driving duties. Nothing eventful happens, we just make small talk. I have always been the type that gets sl**py after driving a while so I asked John if he minded taking over so I could take a nap in the bed above. John of course said no problem and I pulled over and he started to drive.

I went into the bathroom and reappeared in just my shorts. When I sl**p I don't like to have a shirt or pants on. I crawled above them and laid my head on the pillow. About 10 minutes later Carol asked if I minded sliding over, she was tired also and wanted to lie down too.

Keep in mind this is only a single bed and I am a pretty big guy about 6 foot and 225 pounds. Of course I agreed, I knew that since the bed was so small I would have a great opportunity to be touching her accidentally. She was wearing shorts with a short blouse and bra.

She climbed on top. I tried my best to act like I was as far over to the edge as I could but the truth was I really wasn't trying to hard. The only way for both of us to fit up there comfortably was for us to spoon together.

So here I was lying in bed with one of the sexiest woman I know and I had to make sure I didn't get a hard on and embarrass myself. I did everything I could from thinking about football to my work. Eventually it worked because I drifted off to sl**p. We must have been driving a while because when I woke up it was dark.

My father-in-law was still driving and Carol was sl**ping soundly next to me. Her butt was up against my groin and I couldn't stop myself from getting hard. Since she was asl**p I found it quite a turn on to feel my hard on rubbing up against her ass. I position myself so my cock was wedged between her crack. I let my face caress the back of her hair. I took a deep breath and took in her essence as I lay there getting hornier by the minute. I was in pure ecstasy and I didn't dare move.

My father-in-law hit a pothole, which shook the van and woke up Carol. I pretended to be asl**p because there was no way she could not realize that my hard on was poking her in the ass. I expected her to slowly move away but the most surprising thing happened. Absolutely nothing.

My mother-in-law realized my cock was wedged between her cheeks and she didn't move away at all. In fact almost imperceptivity I could feel her wiggle her ass with the slightest movement. My mother-in-law was wiggling her butt on my cock. Of course this got me as hard as a man could get.

I felt Carol's hand reach back in between us and slowly and carefully reached for my cock. As soon as she touched it, she pulled her hand away as if it was on fire. She waited a few minutes and put her hand back on my cock and this time she left it there lightly feeling it's entire length.

She then pulled her hand away and slowly pushed her ass back a little more making sure my cock was wedged deep inside her crevice. The only thing between us was her thin panties and shorts and my shorts. She stayed in that position for a torturous 20 minutes before she got up and went to the bathroom. I can only imagine she was in there getting off, thinking about her son-in-laws cock.

I had a huge case of blue balls and when she got out I woke up and headed to the bathroom. I jerk-off thinking about my mother-in-laws ass. I exploded all over the wall and had to clean up the mess.

My father-in-law asked if I could take over and I drove for the next three hours before pulling over and we all slept in for the night.

The next day we got into the same routine I drove for a while and then he took over. I went to the bathroom and took of my underwear and kept my shorts on. I was hoping to get lucky. Sure enough my mother-in-law said she was tired and asked me to move over, strangely before doing so she headed into the bathroom and reappeared a minute later. This time when she got next to me I noticed she was wearing a skirt.

I pretended to fall asl**p and when she thought I was asl**p she scooted her butt and pushed it back into my cock. I felt her hand reach back and slowly lower my zipper. This wicked woman had been planning this little event since last night. Because when she pulled my cock out and put it next to her ass, I felt bare skin. She had taken off her panties in the bathroom.

Now my cock was wedged between her crack and there were no clothes between us. I felt her reach in between her legs take a hold of my cock and ever so slowly rub it up and down her pussy. Then it happened, she took my cock and just rubbed the head in between her lips. Her pussy felt like it was on fire it was so hot.

She lined up my head and aimed it at her pussy and slowly she started to push her ass back as my cock gradually entered her warm vagina. Oh MY god I was inside my mother-in-laws pussy. I couldn't take it anymore. I reached over and grabbed her hips and pull her ass back into my cock as deep as I could go.

My father-in-law had the radio on; thank god he couldn't hear her moan as I pushed my cock deep inside. She reached back till she was looking into my eyes, her hand grabbed the back of my head and pulled my lips to hers as she kissed me very passionately then she whispered into my ear.

"Matt I love your cock please fuck me like you fuck my daughter. I want to feel you cum inside me."

I whispered back. "Oh Carol you don't know how many times I have thought about fucking you."

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM well stop thinking and start fucking."

My hands glided up her stomach and under her blouse as they made their way to those beautiful pendulous breasts. I groped them, I pinched them, I caressed them, and I couldn't get enough.

I fucked Carol for the next 20 minutes, very quietly of course but no less sensual. She had the most incredible pussy. It felt like a vice grip. She knew how to use it well. I could feel her inner muscles grip my cock as it devoured it.

I finally couldn't take it anymore and I exploded inside her pussy. I stayed inside her for another 30 minutes as her husband drove. Neither one of us wanted it to end, so we relished in the fact that my cock was still inside her, slowly but methodically fucking her.

She finally pulled away and got down to go to the bathroom. I don't know how she pulled it off but she managed to get down with her pussy filled with my cum and very lady like walk to the bathroom. Luckily for us her husband was busy driving because if he could have looked back he would have saw my cum dripping down her inner thighs.

She stepped out and I climbed down and headed to the bathroom. When I came out John and I switched position and I drove for the next 5 hours. I found myself getting tired so I parked the trailer and we got ready to call it a night. I stayed awake most of the night thinking about Carol and if I would get another chance to fuck her again.

The next morning we headed out on the road again, this would be our final day before arriving at their home. Unfortunately we didn't get another chance to fuck. We were only a few hours away from their home.

As the trailer drove up to the house John told Carol that he needed to go into the office and check things out. He asked me if I minded unloading the trailer. Carol asked how long he would be gone so she could plan supper. And he stated it would be a couple of hours.

And soon as John was out the door I snuck up behind Carol and my hands slipped inside her blouse and felt those wonderful breasts. She leaned back into me and let me kiss her neck as I caressed them.

"Matt take me upstairs and make love to me."

I swept her off her feet and carried her upstairs. I laid her on the bed and slowly started to undress her. I started with her shoes and stockings, as I took the second stocking off I caressed her foot slowly massaging it and bringing her foot to my mouth. I slowly but deliberately sucked her big toe into my mouth.

"MMMMMMMMMMMM that feels so good Matt."

I continued sucking that toe, she was really into it. I finally laid her foot down and reached for her panties and slowly removed them and then I helped her take her skirt off. I then unbuttoned her blouse and also removed her lacy bra. Those large breasts couldn't help but fall to her side. They looked delicious. I asked her to turn over and I walked into her bathroom.

"Carol where do you keep the baby oil?"

"Under the sink honey."

I grabbed the bottle and headed back to bed. What a lovely sight. She was lying in bed with that beautiful ass staring up at me. I climbed on top of her and sat on her butt as I pored the baby oil on her back I leaned over and kissed her neck.

"Oh Matt I never knew you were such a romantic. Linda is one lucky girl to be married to you."

"Well thank you."

I continued caressing her and massaging her back. Letting my fingers work there way down her back massaging her all the way to her butt. I took more oil and poured some on her ass. Watching it slowly slip in between her cheeks. Then I let my finger slowly follow the path of the oil until it reached her rosy hole. I slipped a finger in and carol squirmed with delight.

She cooed as my finger penetrated her ass. I knelt between her legs and took both my hands and separated her cheeks exposing her rosy bud. I blew on it and the cold air sent shivers down her spine. As soon as I saw her goose pumps I let my hot tongue lick the outside of her ass.

"Oh my god Matt, that feels so incredible."

I continued licking all around her ass, then I spread her cheeks even further and my tongue slipped into her butt. Carol was moaning with pleasure as my tongue-explored areas that no man her ever licked before, certainly not her husband. My right hand slipped under her and played with her clit as I ate her ass.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Mattttttt your going to make me cummmmmmmmmmm……. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm oh my god mmmmmmmm."

Carol grabbed the side of the bed; her finger nails digging deep into the bedspread as she succumbed to waves of pleasure.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssssssss baby don't stop oh godddddddddddddd."

She was by now bucking her ass as I tried to keep up with her movements. I felt her reach back behind her and grab my hair and she took it and pulled it hard into her ass. The harder she came the harder she pulled my hair. With one final thrust she collapsed on the bed with exhaustion and totally satisfied.

I made my way up her body and I was lying on top of her. I kissed the back of her neck making my way to her front. She turned her head and we kissed passionately.

"Oh my god Matt, that was the single most incredible orgasm I have ever had."

"Well I am glad I was the one giving it to you."

"You have to promise me this is not a one time thing. I can't imagine never experiencing that again."

"Don't worry Carol I plan to fuck you every chance I get."

"MMMM Is that a promise."

"Cross my heart and hope to orgasm hahahah."

"MMM yes it is your turn baby. Move over and get on your back."

I turned around and relaxed as I watched Carol slide down my body and take my cock with her slender fingers. She slowly and methodically worked my cock up and down playing with my foreskin as she did so.

Every once in a while she would lick the top of my head as she jerked it. I couldn't take anymore and I put my hand on the back of her head and guided it to my cock. She let my cock slip into her mouth and I could feel her tongue dance all around my head.

She was doing a marvelous job but I wanted to fuck her, so I pulled her by her shoulders up to me. She got the hint and lifted her body over me; her pussy was lined up with my cock. She took my cock and aimed it at her pussy.

She slowly descended until her pussy devoured my cock inch by inch until she impaled herself on my cock. We both sighed when she had me totally inside her. She bent over and presented her breasts to my waiting mouth. I licked her nipples as she started to fuck me. I licked them, I bit them I devoured them as she fucked me.

Carol started to really fuck me hard you could hear her pussy slapping down on my cock. I pulled carol down to me so I could kiss her. I could tell she was getting close and I wanted to be kissing her as she came. She started to fuck me furiously, and then it happened, as she was kissing me her body went stiff. She was in the midst of an orgasm. I started to buck up and down as hard as I could. She stood there like a statue enjoying her orgasm as I fucked my lovely mother-in-law. She collapsed on top of me and I continued to slowly fuck her.

Oh my! Matt…haven't you cum yet."

"No I wanted to feel you cum, don't worry baby I still going to fuck you good."

I pushed her aside and turned her around. I got behind her and pulled her to her knees. I then took my cock and slapped her ass a couple of times with it before roughly inserting it deep into her pussy.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHH that feels good Matt."

"OHHHHHHHHHHH yes Matt fuck me baby. Cum in my pussy. I want to feel you cum inside me."

My mother-in-law was really turning me on; the more she spoke the harder I fucked her.

"Ohhhh baby slap my ass."

I slap her ass until it turned red. The more I slapped it the more she wiggled. I was humping her good. I have never been so turned on. To be fucking the mother of my wife was such a turn on. This woman was insatiable. I grabbed her hips and she put her head on the pillow, which really exposed her ass to me. I felt my legs weaken. I couldn't take much more. She could sense I was close.

"Oh yes baby fill my pussy with your cum. I want you Matt I want all of you. Cum baby cum …. Let me feel you cum inside me…."

As she spoke I exploded…..she sent me over the edge. I slammed her body down into the bed as I sprayed my cum inside her womb. I kept pumping my cum into her. I finally collapsed on top of her. She wiggle out and turned me over and took my cock into her mouth. Moaning the whole time she cleaned my cock. She finally climbed up and lay in my arms as we rested.

"Wow Carol that was the best sex I think I have ever had."

"Really?"

"Yes Really!"

"Oh Matt what are we going to do?"

"Well we just have to keep it under wraps."

"Matt I don't know what I would do if we couldn't make love gain."

"Carol if we are careful we can keep doing this forever."

Just them we heard the car pull up and we hurriedly got dressed.

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Posted by adel5000 3 years ago  |  Categories: Mature  |  Views: 33739  |  
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MOTHER IN LAW DRINKING

About a month ago, my wife and I watched a movie with her mother. We all had a bit to drink and eventually after putting my wife to bed, I went to watch a little more TV and got a chance to see my d***k mother-in-law's pussy and feel her tits. She was completely passed out, and after leaving her in her bedroom, all I could think about for the next few weeks was getting another chance at her pussy. I wanted to get my dick inside her just a little bit, just an inch.

Susan, my mother-in-law, had been living with us it worked out fairly well while she looked for a new job. My wife Clair and I didn't mind the company, and we did have dinner together regularly, but I just didn't seem to be able to get us all at the TV again.

Unfortunately, I was walking around with a semi-hardon all month thinking about Susan's big soft tits. They are a little bigger than Clair's, and even though Susan is in her mid-fifties, she still looks great. I just kept thinking about her little pussy and imagining getting a shot at it. And then, the worst thing happened: she found a job across town and rented an apartment close to the new job.

We helped her box up the things in our house that she didn't have in storage while I thought frantically about how to get the ladies d***k again. She was moving out on Sunday, so I made reservations at a nice restaurant and also bought a really boring chick-flick to watch when we got home.

During dinner We all had mixed drinks, and then I also ordered a bottle of wine. I took a tiny bit and made sure the ladies got most of it. When we got home, I said I wanted to go change, hoping that both Clair (or at least Susan) would change into their nightgowns. After getting into some sweatpants and a tee shirt, I went up and made drinks for us all. There was half a bottle of gin, but I used almost the whole thing on the lady's drinks -- at least four and a half ounces each, and squeezed lots of lime into them to cut the flavor.

I started the movie and Clair came up the stairs. She was wearing a little nightie and looked great. I could see her ass cheeks when she bent over and I thought wow, my wife is awesome. Then her mom came in the room in an almost identical outfit. She kind of staggered over to the couch and sat down and smiled at me.

I handed her a drink, but stood far enough that she had to reach over and bend to get it. When she did, I could see right down the top of her outfit. It just had little straps over the shoulder and I could actually see the top of her areolas. Her nipples stuck out of the thin material and my dick felt like it was on fire. I tried not to stare, but who wouldn't.

As soon as everybody got settled, I spilled my glass of tonic (no gin) and said, oh, that was the end of the gin. I guess I'll open a bottle of wine. My wife came in the kitchen with me and was giggling. When I reached for the bottle, she kissed my neck and put her hand between my legs and gave my dick a little squeeze.

"Wow, you must really like this outfit, honey," she slurred.

"You bet I do, I want to make love to you so bad, but we have to spend the night with your mom, first."

So we headed to the couch with the wine and three glasses. I really pushed Susan to finish her gin and tonic so I could get some more wine into her. She and Clair both wound up drinking two glasses, and by an hour into the movie, both were snoring. Clair was leaning against me and Susan had kind of fallen to her right and was propped up a bit with a pillow. I said, "Susan, I need a little room," and pushed her legs up a bit and looked up her nightgown. To my surprise she didn't have any underwear on. With that skimpy little pink outfit I figured she would have to wear something.

Her pussy hair was trimmed. Not just a landing strip, like Clair, but pretty short. The hairs were still dark, but I could make out her pussy lips just a bit in the light. Clair was snoring in my ear so I knew I could get a good look. I kept talking to Susan and stared rubbing her leg.

She didn't move but a bit, so I rubbed right up her hot thigh to her snatch. I really wanted to smell her pussy though, so I propped Clair up against the edge of the sofa and leaned back towards Susan. I looked and saw her eyes were closed and I just swooped in and sniffed her pussy. It was heaven. My mother-in-law's pussy right at my face.

I tried to resist, but I had to get a lick in. I breathed on her lips and then put my tongue along the side of her pussy. The lips immediately rolled out and opened like a flower. The lips wer purplish and big. I could hear a lot of snoring, so I went ahead and took a real lick, from just above her ass to her clit. She moved a bit and moaned and then there was a snort that scared the crap out of me.

I leaned up and Clair was saying, "What happened in the movie, honey?"

I sat up quickly and pulled Susan's gown down at the same time. I told her the movie was crap and I was ready for bed. She sounded really out of it, totally d***k, but she could talk a bit.

I stood up and took her hand and she noticed my cock was making a tent in my sweat pants. Clair looked up with a goofy grin and put her hand on my dick. Then she leaned forward and actually put her mouth on it, thorough my pants. I reached down and grabbed her nice firm tits and tweaked her tiny nipples. She laughed a bit and then looked over and saw her mother sl**ping next to us.

"Oh, geez, I forgot about mom. We need to put her to bed." Clair staggered up from the sofa and told me to pick her up and carry her to her room while she went and pulled her covers down.

I picked Susan up and my dick was still sticking out and stabbing her on the hip -- a very funny sensation.

When I got to the bedroom the covers were down and Clair was waiting for us. I laid her down on her back carefully and stood up.

"Oh my God, her boob popped out," Clair laughed. She was so toasted it was funny. I smiled and said yes, it sure did, stop staring. "That's my mom you know. I've seen her boobs plenty of times. She does have some huge nipples though. When I was a k** I wanted to touch them because they were so long, but she never let me.

"Well, I don't think she will stop you now, she's d***k."

"That's so wrong," Clair laughed, but then she reached down and just grabbed her tit. She squeezed it a bit and pulled on the nipple, which grew even larger. "I can't believe how long those are," Clair slurred, look at that.

"Your right, what did it feel like?"

"Yea, like you don't know what a nipple feels like," she said.

"Well, not one that long," I lied.

Clair looked at me for a few seconds and then at her mom. "Go ahead, you know you want to," she finally said.

I leaned down and instead of grabbing the nipple, I just kept moving forward and put my mouth on it. It was so long, just amazing. When I started sucking it, Susan moaned and squirmed. Clair smacked me on the back and told me to knock it off.

"Jeez, I just did what you told me."

"I didn't tell you to suck on it, you can suck on my nipples, not her's."

"Alright, I said, and turned around and grabbed Clair's tits and then sucked her nipple through her nightgown.

Instead of being mad, she just moaned and reached down to my cock. But when she got there and it was rock-hard, she said, "Are you excited about me, or my mom?"

"Honey, it's just so exciting being with you, and it's so weird doing it in front of your mother, even if she is dead asl**p."

Clair seemed all right with that and I got down on my knees and put my head between her legs and started in on her sweet pussy. It was already wet and I sucked on her pussy lips and pushed my tongue into her snatch.

"God that feels great, honey. You're right, doing it in front of my mother is so naughty."

I looked up at Clair and her eyes were glued on her mother. When I looked back at Susan, I noticed her nightgown was up high on her thighs and I could see her pussy again.

"Clair, you are amazing, and I love your nearly hairless pussy. Look, it's much nicer than your mother's."

I could see Clair's eyes move down her mother's body to her pussy and then she said, "wow, now that's something you don't see everyday."

"Well I don't, it's kind of freaky. I bet it's nothing like your sweet pussy."

"That's right," said Clair, "but look at her lips, they are huge, like her nipples."

I looked back and agreed with Clair, who was leaning in over my shoulder for a closer look.

"Your right, Clair," I said, and then just reached back and moved my hand over Susan's pussy and pushed at her lips. They again opened more and I could see the wetness.

"Hey, leave my mom's pussy alone."

"I just wondered what it was like, it's old and not beautiful like you pussy, Clair."

"I guess. Do women all taste the same?"

"Well, I can't imagine what Susan tastes like," I lied. "Let me see."

Clair hit me again, but I said, "Awe come on, one time, she's asl**p. I won't tell her that you grabbed her tits."

"What?"

"I'm just k**ding, just let me give her a quick lick," I said, and without waiting for an answer I pulled Clair onto the bed and when I did, I moved my head towards Susan's pussy and got a lick.

Clair was staring at me, but I just pushed her legs apart and stared licking at Clair's pussy. She put her hands on my head while I licked around her snatch and tasted the sweet come juice. She started bucking when I put a finger in her and had a nice orgasm.

"There, that's much nicer tasting than Susan," I lied.

Clair just moaned and then I said, "Susan's more tangy, not so sweet,"

Clair looked up and I moved my head back to Susan's pussy and just started eating away. This time Clair didn't stop me. She sat up while I sucked my mother-in-law's big purple lips away from her pussy and put her hand on by back. Her other hand went down to her own pussy and started moving about while I went to town on Susan. I moved up onto my knees and then worked a finger into Susan's snatch. It was so tight I couldn't believe it.

Clair was moaning and humping away on her hand and I moved my finger along Susan's "G" spot and she too started bucking on the bed. Susan put her hand on the back of my head, but very clumsily. She was totally out of it, but heading toward an orgasm.

Just as she came, Clair groaned loudly and collapsed on the bed. I looked at her and she wasn't moving at all now. I just sat up on my knees and caught my breath. She was out.

I looked down at Susan, and she had a satisfied look on her face, but she was almost snoring. I couldn't believe it. I pulled my sweat pants down and leaned right into Susan and moved my dick towards her pussy.

Her tits were now close to my face and I pulled the other out of her gown and put the long dark nipple in my mouth. Just as I started sucking it my dick found the entrance to her pussy and slid in part way. It was slick and hot, but still very tight. Tighter than Clair's pussy.

I sucked hard on my mother-in-law's nipple and pushed my way hard into her pussy. I could feel myself getting close to coming, so I slowed down, then looked back at Clair. She was sl**ping soundly.

I reached down and rubbed my hand around Susan's pussy and got it wet, then moved it over to Clair's mouth and rubbed her lips. She opened her mouth instinctively and sucked on my finger. Then I rolled over a bit and put my other hand on Clair's pussy and got it all nice and soaked with sweet pussy juice and then moved it up to Susan's mouth.

She didn't start sucking, but I still wiped the pussy juice on her lips and put a finger in her mouth and pushed her tongue around.

I looked back at Clair and although she was asl**p, her hand had moved back over her pussy and was lightly rubbing and her sucking on my finger was too much.

I looked at my mother-in-law and her long brown nipples and then felt my dick tighten. My balls were tight too and then they were clutching, stinging and I exploded deep into Susan's pussy. She started bucking underneath me and almost bit the tip of my finger off. She had a strong orgasm, but I swear she never woke up.

I lay there a few minutes and then pulled out of my mother-in-law's pussy after balling my sweatpants up to catch my jizz.

I rolled over and saw Clair lying there peacefully, but my dick got hard again almost immediately. I pushed Clair over towards her mother and then mounted her will. I looked at Susan. I was hard and ready to come again in just a few minutes. I got one of Susan's nipples in my mouth while fucking her daughter and then almost immediately exploded inside her Clair's hot pussy. This time Clair didn't even move. She was totally blotto.

After a few minutes I cleaned Clair up and then carried her down to our bedroom. I went back up and covered up Susan and tried to make sure she was somewhat clean. The following morning I slept in and felt so good I couldn't believe it. Clair never said a word about the night before except she said she had some wild dreams. Susan gave me some strange looks, but who knows, maybe she just thought she had wild dreams too.

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MY HOT MOTHER-IN-LAW

I wanted to fuck my mother-in-law the day I saw her. She is 50 and I am 30. Let me describe her a bit. She is 5'3" with 40DD breast, and a well round ass, with a thin waist. She looks very similar to my wife and many times when my wife gave me a blowjob or rode me I used to imagine it was my mother-in-law that was giving me the blowjob or riding me.

So one day I went to her house with the idea of fucking her, my wife was working a full shift and I new she would not come back till next morning. I got there but my mother-in-law had not got back from work and there was no one at home, so I waited out, then I saw her walking down the road, the sight of her started to make my dick hard, by the time she reached me my dick was fully erect. She the kissed me on the cheek I kissed her back but actually wanted to kiss her lips, any way I resisted it and then got my hand to lightly touch her ass it felt soft. She then opened the door and we went in.

So to find out things I asked her when my father-in-law would be back she told me he would be coming only in the morning, then I new today was the day I have to make my move, now I have been married for five years and when I spend time in my wife’s house my mother-in-law and father-in-law slept in different rooms so I knew she was not getting any sex.

She made some tea then we sat down and started to chat, I kept looking at her tits, after having her tea she went to open the balcony door, she was wearing a red skirt and white shirt when she opened the door the sunlight came rushing in and I could see her thighs and the v between her leg, my dick was pulsating like mad I had to have her, then she walked to her room and told me that she was going to change into something more comfortable. She did not lock her door and it was slightly open, as soon as she went in I went to the door and looked in and in spite standing with her back to me I could see her front in the mirror, it was the most beautiful sight she was taking of her shirt standing in front of the mirror after the last button she removed her shirt and put it on the bed she then looked at her tits and slowly rubbed then I was happy to see that sight because I new now that she was horny.

She then removed her skirt and she bent over to pick up the skirt from the floor I did not know where to look, should I look at her ass or should I look at her tits anyway she stayed in the bend position for a while inspecting her toes so I was able to see her tits and her panty covered ass, her tits looked as if the would spill out from her bra. I wanted to hold them and suck on them so badly. I waited to see what she would do next, I thought to my self if she was going to wear something then this would be the time to go in, but she was not going to the cupboard to get any outfit, she stood in front of the mirror and then undid her bra it was a front open bra, as soon as she undid the bra her tits burst out and what a sight it was, my dick was getting painful, her nipples were standing erect and she slowly pinched both her nipples and they became even bigger and she let out a soft moan she then lifted one of her breast to her mouth and began to suck on it she sucked for almost a minute the took the other nipple and sucked it to.

I would see her panty getting wet in the front I was praying that she would take them off, and it happened she removed her panties and what I saw was a clean shaven crotch, I like clean shaved pussies, she the threw the panty on to the bed and now was admiring her self in front of the mirror. I had to go in now so I began to take of all my dress, soon I was out of all my clothes and I looked in again and now my mother-in-law was lying on the bed and rubbing her clit. I walked into her room my dick leading the way her eyes were closed I just stood there admiring her naked form. I wanted to jump and put my dick in her pussy. Anyway I moved to her head and my dick was inches away from her mouth. She finally opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was my dick. Then she tried to cover up her naked form. I said “Mom I thought you could use a little help with what you are doing, can I help you please”.
I said to her “don’t feel shy I saw everything anyway so please don’t cover your self” I them took her hand away from her bald pussy and massive tits. I then told her that I had wanted to fuck her the day I laid my eyes on her. I also asked her if she liked what she saw, now my dick is almost 8inches and quite thick, she just nodded her head, and finally she spoke out saying that she has never seen anything as big or thick as mine and I told her “thank you”, “Would you like to play with it” she answered yes. So I got into the bed with her, she was staring at my penis all the time. I kissed her on the lip and she responded by opening her mouth and letting my tongue into her mouth, now we were kissing like some newly wed. Finally I broke of and looked at her tits she asked me if I wanted to suck them and I did not wait to answer her but put my head on her lap and told her to feed me she lifted her breast and guided her nipple into my mouth and I started sucking like a baby with the intend of drawing milk from it. With both my hands I started playing with her other tit, she then held my dick and squeezed it. I felt great it is always good to feel a hand other than your own around your dick is it not. She was pumping my dick while I was sucking her tits like no tomorrow. I moved to the other tit and sucked on it for a while. Then I lifted them by the nipple and sucked on the part were the tits meet the chest it is a very sensitive part I did the same on the other side and now she was mourning.

Finally I sat up and she started kissing my chest sucking my nipples and before long she had reached my penis, she kissed it and looked up at me with total lust in her eyes, she kissed my dick again before taking the whole thing in her mouth boy was I in heaven she was rolling her tongue all around my dick while sucking at the same time, my wife never did that and it felt absolutely fucking great. I kept pushing up while her head was coming down to the base of my shaft she didn’t seem to mind that, given the length of my dick she was able to take the whole thing in her mouth with ease. She then took both my balls into her mouth and played with it while pumping my dick. She returned her mouth to my dick and began to suck it again I knew I could still maintain my erection after I came in her mouth so I just enjoyed her sucking for almost five minutes before telling her that I was about to cum, she placed her mouth around my dick head and moved her tongue all around it while pumping my dick with her hand, and I was in heaven as I shoot my load into her mouth, she just pumped my dick faster and faster wanting to get all the cum I could offer her when she was sure there was nothing more left she removed her mouth very carefully from my dick I was wondering why, and I did not have to wait long to find out why she opened her mouth and showed me my cum in her mouth I liked that sight. Then she swallowed all of it wow. My wife never liked to swallow cum. I was beginning to love my mother-in-law more and more with each passing moment. She told me that I tasted really good.

I now wanted to return her favour so asked her to lie down and kissed her lips I could taste my self on her lips, I kissed all the way till I reached her bald pussy. What a sight her pussy lips were over flowing with her juices. I stuck my tongue out and tasted her it was really tasty, I then opened her pussy lips with one hand and saw her inner lips I kissed it and began to suck them, she was now pushing her cunt into my face, and I pushed my tongue into her pussy while still sucking her inner lips. She told me “Son want you please lick my clit” I obliged as soon as my tongue touched her clit she spasmed under me. I told my hand and lifted the skin around the clit so I could see it and suck the clit properly. She screamed out loud that she was coming and did she come, the sheet under her was totally wet with her juices it was just pouring out so I left her clit and started lapping up her juices the more I lapped it up it just kept coming, she was now having her second orgasm. She locked my head with her legs and used her both her hands also to push my face into her cunt and she lifted her bottom of the bed and kept pushing her cunt into my face. I could not breath now but still kept licking her pussy. Finally she let go of my head, and said she never had anyone lick her so good.

Finally the moment I was waiting for the past five years arrived to fuck my mother-in-law, suddenly an idea crossed my mind. I was really excited. I made her stand up and took of my wedding ring and told her to do the same and now I said her name and asked her if she would take me for her unlawfully wedded wife and she said yes so I put her ring back on, she asked me I would be her unlawfully wedded husband and she put my wedding ring back on. I then said time to kiss the bride she was expecting me to kiss her lips so she put her lips forward and closed her eyes in anticipation of me kissing her but I bend down and kissed her pussy and she jumped. She was not expecting that and she told me she also wants to kiss the bridegroom so we got into a 69 position on the bed and began to kiss each others privates, boy was I happy to get an unlawfully wedded wife. Finally I broke of and got between her legs. She opened them wide for me and bent her knees, it was a beautiful sight. I rubbed my dick on her shaven cunt and then finally asked her shall I and she said I cant wait any longer please fuck me, so I entered her really slowly and now she was no longer my mother-in-law she was my unlawful wife. After I was fully in her I laid back on top of her enjoying the feeling of her hot and at the same time letting her get used to my member and I was sucking her tits at the same time. I could feel her pulsating. Then she told me “darling please fuck me” so I started to move my dick slowly at first I did not want to come I just wanted to be in her 24/7. She started to mourn and asked me to fuck her faster I obliged; I placed my hands on both her sides and liked my upper body of her and started to fuck her hard and deep. I could see her tits bouncing up and down with my each stroke.

She was screaming now saying I am cumming love I am cumming are you about to come I told her to just go ahead and cum. She pulled me back on top of her and kissed me feverishly, and the bit my shoulder. I kept fucking her real hard, when her orgasms subsided she looked at me and said “I love you” and I replied back “I love you too” and continued to fuck her and there she said she was cumming again and she also told me it feel like a multiple orgasm. I could not hold back any longer and emptied all my cum in her. I fell on top of her and we kissed again. We fell asl**p in that position. Both of us woke up after half an hour and my dick was soft but still my dick head was in her pussy. She said we need to get a bath, so both of was walked into the bathroom. Now what happened in there is a different story.

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Mother-in-Law part 5: Lesbo Luv



Terrified, Louise quickly let go of my cock. She’d barely reached some article of clothing in a lame attempt to cover up when Babs entered the room.

Nobody said a word for what seemed like minutes. Then Babs offered “very nice” as she examined my semi-hard cock, still glistening from cum and my mother in law’s spit, and Louise’s sweaty nakedness.

She slowly walked over to Louise and gave her a big smile. My mother in law just stood there, glancing back and forth between Babs and me.

“You missed a spot,” Babs said as she wiped a small gob of cum with her forefinger from my mother in law’s chin. Babs put her other arm on Louise’s naked shoulder and gently dabbed the cum on my mother in law’s lips but got no response. “Not hungry any more?”

The sight of the two hot women, so close, so sex, made my cock hard again.

Louise froze as her neighbor’s finger traced a cum-streak down her neck. Babs comforted her, “No reason to be afraid. I’ve been thinking of this body, and what I’d love to do to it, for years. It’s a lot hotter than I even imagined.”

Babs began massaging Louise’s shoulders as the two women stared into each other’s eyes. My mother in law said nothing but let out a moan when Babs cupped both of her breasts and kneaded them together, stretching and tugging on Louise’s chestnut-hard nipples.

“What about me?” I asked.

“You just stay right there young man,” Babs responded.

Switching places with my mother in law, Babs leaned with her back against the kitchen counter and turned Louise around so I had a full view. Babs ran her hands up and down my mother in law’s body while grinding against her ass and licking the shorter woman’s neck. One hand fondled Louise’s breasts, while the other rubbed and fingered her pussy. Babs was in complete control and my mother in law in total ecstacy.

Babs extracted a glistening gob of Louise’s cunt juices and licked her fingers dry, moaning and panting almost in step with the older woman. Next, without letting go of Louise, she offered her a taste too. Louise’s inner thighs glistened with cunt juice as she licked her friends fingers. Their mouths met, tongues hungrily running over each other’s faces as Babs continued her assault on my mother in law’s pussy and tits.

Louise crumpled in orgasm, still lip-locked with her friend but barely able to stand as she fell back into Babs' arms.
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