Transgressive Erotica
Putting My Mother-In-Law In Her Place — Part 2
When we finished with our double penetration we made her get on her knees
Warning: Strong Sexual Content — Mature, BBW, GILF, Blackmail, Voyeur, Hypnosis, Role Play, IR, MMMF, MD/FS, Water Sports
Part one here or dive right in…
Three days after our last meeting, Mike called me about 2:30 in the afternoon and said, “Grab your camera and get your ass over to Grace’s house.”
When I walked through the door, the first thing I saw was my mother-in-law buck naked on her hands and knees on the coffee table. Mike was behind her laying the pipe to her cunt. I quickly started taking pictures and asked my co-conspirator, “Does she even know I’m here?”
“If you stick your dick in her mouth she’ll know but she won’t recognize you and she won’t remember anything about it.”
I felt a little weird about face-fucking my mother-in-law, but not so much not to do it. I pushed my prick up to Grace’s mouth and she sucked me into the back of her throat. I’ve never liked Grace and haven’t ever thought much about her from a sexual context, but the way she was going down on me made me think she might have been a whore at some point in her life. Grace was giving me such a fantastic blowjob that I almost forgot to take pictures — almost. Mike suggested we swap holes so I could get more shots from a different angle.
My friend said, “I think we should see how she takes a double penetration.”
I led the way back to her bedroom. Grace was awake but didn’t seem to be aware of what was happening. Mike lay on his back and we got her on top of him with his cock in her cunt. I got behind her and started fucking her in the ass. I’m sure she didn’t enjoy it nearly as much as I did, but she wasn’t crying or protesting a lot.
When we finished with our double penetration we made her get on her knees on the floor and clean our cocks off. I got some great shots of her with two dicks in her mouth at the same time.
I told Mike we ought to be leaving since I didn’t know when her husband would be getting home. He gave her a command that he said would release her from her trance in 15 minutes. That gave us plenty of time to get away. I wish I could’ve seen the expression on her face when she woke up naked with her face and hair covered in cum. After we left we stopped at a sports bar to talk about what happened.
Mike said, “If you want to put her in a trance again, just say, ‘Hey, Cumrag’ and she will immediately become like she was today. She’ll willingly do anything you tell her to and will stay like that until you say ‘Hey, Cock Breath’ then you can tell her to wake up at whatever time you set.”
“So, what if I took her to a seedy bar and said, ‘Hey, Cumrag’ get naked and go fuck everybody in the bar?”
“It would probably be a long grueling night for Grace. It’s a very powerful trance and it will be hard for anyone that doesn’t know the release phrase to get her out of it. It’d probably be a lot better if you don’t do that.”
“Yeah, probably, but it’s very tempting to think about.”
I went home and got busy on the computer telling Rosie I had a deadline to meet. I thought it would be better if I skipped a night with my sweet wife.
I waited a couple of days and then used a secret program I had installed on Grace’s computer to upload all of the pictures we had taken. A lot of them clearly showed Grace grinning like a mindless bimbo while she sucked our cocks. There was no doubt it was Grace, and there wasn’t anything to indicate she was being forced. The day after I installed the pictures I got an urgent call from her asking me to come to check something on her computer.
When I got to her house Grace met me at the door in a highly agitated state. She looked like shit, and It was obvious that she had been crying her eyes out. It made me feel good to see her like that.
“Jerry, you’ve got to help me, some crazy person has done something horrible to my computer!”
“What have they done?”
“Someone has put some nasty pictures on it. It must be one of those flu bug things.”
“You mean a virus?”
“Yeah, I guess? Just get rid of it.”
I went to the computer, sat down, and hit the space bar. Grace’s smiling face with a mouthful of cock immediately popped up and the rest of the images started scrolling across the screen.
“JERRY, STOP LOOKING AT THOSE PICTURES! Just do something to get rid of them!”
“Grace, I can’t just wave a magic wand and make them disappear. I’ve got to see what’s going on.”
“Those pictures are not me, Jerry. Someone is playing a dirty trick on me. I bet it’s one of those paintbrush things.”
I stopped the slide show on a picture of Grace on her hands and knees on her coffee table. Her huge wedding ring was visible, as was a large book that was still sitting in the same place.
“Are you saying this isn’t you? Look at the ring and the book. That’s you, Grace. If you want my help I’ll try, but quit lying about it not being you. I’m not stupid and if you keep denying it then I’m out of here and you can find someone else to help you.”
She collapsed onto the sofa and started sobbing. I couldn’t help myself I just had to twist the knife that was stuck in her guts. I started making a bunch of gross statements meant to hurt her more.
“Wow Grace, you’re a hell of a cocksucker. Rosie is great at it and can deep throat like a champ, but I don’t think she could take a dick that deep. Did you used to be a prostitute?”
“Oh man, this is bad. Whoever did this has access to all of your email addresses. He could send these pictures to everybody you know.”
“Damn Grace, two guys are screwing you. I never knew you were such a fucking slut.”
I looked at all of the pictures several times making rude comments about most of them. While I was doing that I pretended to be doing shit on her computer. Finally, I said, “OK Grace, I think I can get the photos off of the computer and keep them from being sent to all of your email friends but it’s going to cost you.”
Grace jumped up off the couch, hurried to her purse, and grabbed her checkbook. “OK Jerry, how much do I owe you?”
“Put your checkbook away Grace, you won’t be paying with money.” I stood up, unzipped my fly, and pulled out my prick. “Come over here and suck me off. That’s how you’re going to pay.”
“NO! I WON’T DO IT, YOU BASTARD!”
I continued to stand there stroking my cock. “It’s up to you, Grace. I don’t give a shit if all of your friends at the country club get pictures of you munching on dick. I wonder how Fred will react when his golfing buddies tell him what a slut you are?” I reached behind me and typed in a short command and the pictures started scrolling again. “You won’t be able to stop the slide show and if you unplug the computer I’m pretty sure the emails will start flowing.” I stuck my dick back in my pants and started gathering up my stuff to leave.
“WAIT! OK, you asshole, I’ll do it, after you fix my computer.”
“Grace, I don’t trust you for shit. If I fix your problem, you’ll tell me to go fuck myself. If you want those pictures off the computer, you take off your clothes and crawl back up on the coffee table and get on your hands and knees.”
She had quit crying, but her face was so red from anger I thought her head might explode. She finally realized she had no choice so she started taking off her clothes. When she was naked, she got on the coffee table as I had ordered.
I stepped out of my pants, moved to Grace’s head, and stuck my cock toward her face. I was expecting to have to slap her, or threaten her, but I didn’t. She opened her mouth willingly and engulfed my prick. Her mouth was wet and warm and Grace immediately started using her tongue in a very expert way. I thought that maybe Rosie had inherited her mastery of cock sucking from her mother. After several very enjoyable minutes of letting Grace set her own pace, I became the aggressor and began using her mouth like a second cunt. She started gagging and choking some but never tried to get away or ask me to stop. I reluctantly took my dick out of her sloppy mouth and moved behind her. I thought about just stabbing her pussy with my cock but decided to test the waters with my fingers first. I found out that ‘testing the waters’ was a pretty accurate description because when I stuck my fingers into her cunt, it was a whole lot wetter than I was expecting. Apparently, Grace wasn’t altogether put off by her degradation and her sopping wet fuck hole gave her away.
I penetrated her fully with the first thrust and started hammering her as hard as I could. I roughly grabbed both of her meaty ass cheeks to bring more force to the party.
“Grace, if you’re going to get back into whoring you should probably start exercising or dieting to get some of this fat off your ass.”
She seemed to be too caught up in what was happening in her cunt to even protest my insult. Grace started moaning loudly and pretty soon she shuddered and cried out. There was no way she could disguise the fact that she had just had a major orgasm. I slowed my movements to let her recover some and then I stepped back, taking my cock out of her greedy, wet pussy.
She seemed pretty limp, so I gave her a hand in getting off the coffee table then I put my hand around the back of her neck and pushed her to the master bedroom. I shoved her against the edge of the bed where her feet were on the floor, but the front of her body was lying across the bed. I slammed my cock back into her and started roughly fucking her again.
“Put your hand between your legs and rub your snatch!”
“NO! I WON’T DO IT!”
“You’re going to do it or I’ll stick my cock in your ass. You decide, bitch.”
“I HATE YOU, ASSHOLE!”
I had no doubt she hated me, but she put her right hand on her pussy and started rubbing it forcefully while I rode her hard until she climaxed again. After she came I pulled her off the mattress so she was sitting on the floor with her back to the bed. Her legs were spread wide and I noticed her hand was still lightly rubbing her clit.
“Open your mouth wide and look at me!” I stroked my cock several times and shot a hot load into her open mouth. The second ejection hit her between her eyes, then I squeezed out the last few drops on her top lip. I knew she was thinking about wiping the cum off of her face.
“Don’t even think about wiping your face off.”
I helped her to her feet and then grabbed a handful of her messed up fancy permanent and pushed her toward the bathroom. Her knees were weak and she was stumbling, but we made it to the mirror where I made her look at herself. The disgusting sight made her start crying again.
“You want me to get that cum off your face?”
“YES!”
“How about a please to go with that?”
“Yes, please,” she said in a low, humiliated voice.
“That’s better.”
I pushed her down to her knees on the fancy Italian marble floor. She just barely made it before my hot piss hit her in the face. She tried to turn her head and shut her mouth but I grabbed a handful of hair and held her face in the stream of my stinking wastewater.
“You’re my bitch now, Grace. I’ll fuck you anytime and anyway I want to. If you ever try to resist I’ll make sure Fred and all your friends find out what a whore you are. Oh, and one other thing, you’re going to start being a lot nicer to Rosie.”
I took one of the fancy ‘don’t use washcloths,’ and used it to clean Grace’s slime and stink off my cock. When I had finished that, I tossed the washcloth to her and said, “You better get this mess cleaned up before Fred gets home. I’ll see you in a week or so.”
To Be Continued…………………………………
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