Quenching My Mother-In-Law’s Sexual Desires
Patricia’s juices were sweet against my tongue as I licked her cunt and reached up, freeing her clitoris from its hood, and sucking it in my mouth.
My lovely bride, Angela, is about fifteen years younger than I am. Age doesn’t make much of a difference and we share so much in common that we barely even notice. There are some obvious generational things though that make our lives interesting. One of those is that I’m only about eight years younger than her mother. Family get-togethers can be humorous at times because we can talk about things that we lived through when Angela wasn’t even born yet.
On the other hand, the age difference between us helps with our sex life and we both love to fantasize about what we would do with each other and a partner or about situations in which we are alone with someone else and things just might happen, the sexcapades as we’d call them.
One such adventure happened shortly after we were married. I’d known Angela for about four years before we finally decided to get married, so I’d gotten to know her parents fairly well and we got along just great.
Even so, I was a little taken aback at the wedding by Angela’s mom, Patricia. As Angela and I were dancing, Patricia came up and asked her if she could dance with her new son-in-law. Angela gladly let her cut in and we enjoyed a slow dance together. Angela’s mom is in great shape for someone her age although she isn’t as busty as her daughter.
As we were dancing, Patricia pulled me close to her. It was late and the dance floor was fairly crowded and I could have sworn she ground her hips against mine in a very provocative manner. I thought it was odd but figured I was either imagining it or she was feeling the effects of the alcohol in her system.
Later during the same song, she pushed against me again. This time though I could distinctively feel her hand on my ass, pulling me closer. I pretended not to notice but my cock had already started to harden. I looked down at her; Patricia, feeling my knob grind on her belly, started smiling at me. I smiled back.
When the song ended, I gave her a final hug. She reached up and kissed me on the cheek. I was expecting a friendly peck but there was more saliva in that friendly peck than I would’ve expected. I smiled at her and went back to Angela. Since I wasn’t really sure what was going on, I decided not to tell my wife anything about it. No sense in poking the bear for something that didn’t happen!
A couple of days after our honeymoon, I had to run some errands. One of these was to stop by Angela’s parents’ place to drop off some cookies my wife baked, so I arrived at their house early in the morning. Patricia was alone and she invited me in for some coffee and I accepted. We sat at the kitchen table and talked about the wedding and made other small talk.
Patricia was still in her nightgown. It wasn’t anything sexy by any means but with it being summer, it was lightweight. Her tits were pretty small but as we talked it was becoming more obvious that her nipples were growing harder and were looking good poking out of her nightgown. She noticed me looking, I think, but made no effort to cover up.
When I finished my coffee, it was time to leave so I stood up and so did she.
“Let me give you a hug, honey,” she said.
Patricia came to me and put her arms around me. I could feel her tits against me as she pulled me close and hugged me.
“I’m so glad to have you as part of the family,” she said softly.
I looked down at her and smiled. I felt the same and did consider them my family. And then, just as I was about to leave, the unexpected happened. Patricia reached up to kiss me and I turned to give her a cheek but she had none of that. She pulled my chin back and planted her lips over mine. I felt her tongue pressing my lips so I instinctively separated them, allowing Angela’s mom to push her tongue deep into my mouth.
Our tongues intertwined, dancing, and Angela took my hand and moved it toward her chest. I gently began to feel her nipples through the thin material of her nightgown. She moaned softly in my mouth as I continued to play with her erect nipples, lightly pulling on them.
“Oh! That feels so good, honey,” she said.
We continued to kiss and while I played with her nipples, Patricia started unbuttoning my shirt and running her hands along my hairy chest.
“I wanted so much for this to happen when we danced at the wedding,” Patricia continued.
I was left speechless. I couldn’t believe this! Was my mother-in-law lusting after me at her daughter’s wedding?
Sliding my hands around her back and down to her ass, I reached her firm and petite ass. I pulled her close to me and felt my cock harden against her.
Patricia pulled back from me, reached down, and pulled her nightgown over her head revealing her naked body in all its splendor. While her tits were small, her nipples and areolae were large and brown against her pale skin. Her pussy had a small amount of hair, just above her slit.
I looked at her, smiling and she pulled my head down to her breasts. I knelt in front of her and did exactly as she wanted. Her breasts grew wet and slippery with my saliva and she leaned back against the table for support. I felt my cock growing harder as she moaned her excitement.
My right hand never left her breasts as I continued to suck her clit and lick her cunt, going from the right tit to the left and back again. While I was playing with her small breasts, I could smell her excitement coming from between her legs. I moved one hand down her back and when I got to her ass, she spread her legs slightly, inviting me to touch her most intimate place.
“God! You make me feel so good,” Patricia said quietly. “Does Angela like it when you suck on her nipples like this?”
I didn’t know exactly how to handle her question, but in the end, I ended up telling her Angela did and it seemed to excite her more. I went into detail with her about how I loved playing with her daughter’s breasts and squeezing them together. Patricia was obviously enjoying listening to how I played with her daughter’s breasts.
As I told her stories and licked her tits, I ran my hand down her side to behind her knee, then moved slowly up the inside of her thigh. She spread her legs wider, allowing me to feel the wetness of her waiting cunt.
“So do you and Angela ever talk about having a threesome with another woman?”
Caressing the area around her pussy lips, I told her we had talked about another woman and quickly made up some details of what we’d talked about. This was obviously having its effect as I heard her moan and felt her wetness drip down the inside of her leg.
I gently slipped a finger between her lips, using her own moisture to further lubricate her pussy. She leaned back further against the table to open herself more to me and I moved my lips from her breasts and ran my tongue down her abdomen until I could feel the small patch of hair of her mound with my tongue. Patricia lifted herself up, pushing her gushing cunt in my face and giving me an amazing view of my mother-in-law’s pussy.
“Lick me, honey. I haven’t had anyone lick me in years. I need it!” she moaned.
I didn’t disappoint. Patricia’s juices were sweet against my tongue as I licked her cunt and reached up, freeing her clitoris from its hood, and sucking it in my mouth. Her breathing grew harder and I knew she was about to cum. I slipped one finger inside her juicy cunt and used my thumb to gently caress her clit. It grew harder with my touch. She may have had small breasts, but when her clit grew hard it was a large one, protruding from her mound and making it easy to work with my fingers and tongue.
She reached down and grabbed the table as her hips bucked, meeting my touch.
“I’m cumming! Fuck!” Patricia suddenly cried out
She came hard moaning the whole time. When the orgasm subsided, Patricia sat up and pulled me up to her, then kissed me passionately. As she did so she reached over and began to unbuckle my belt.
“Let’s see how my daughter did on picking cock,” Patricia giggled in my ear as she unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them to the floor.
My cock immediately sprang, pointing straight up.
“Hmmmm. Looks like she did well with this too!” she said, licking her lips and running her fingernails up and down my shaft.
She took my hardening cock in both hands and began to stroke me.
“Lay down for me.”
I lay down on the floor and Patricia knelt beside me. She began by licking my shaft from top to bottom while she gently caressed my balls with her hand. I lay on my back watching her enjoy my cock and then reached down and began to caress her small breasts. Don’t get me wrong. I like big breasts like anyone else, but her small, perky breasts were a huge turn-on.
As I caressed them, she moved a little closer so I could get my hands between her legs. I quickly found her wet slit and slid two fingers between her lips and into her pleasure hole just as Patricia wrapped her lips around my throbbing member, and began to suck me while bobbing her head up and down. It felt so good to be stroked and sucked at the same time and after several minutes, she let go of my cock and smiled. I watched her wipe her lips of saliva and pre-cum, then taking that mixture of juices, she began to rub her hand softly over the head of my cock. I pulsed my hips in response to the feeling.
“Not so fast, honey,” she said, thinking I was close to cumming. “I’m not done with you yet.
She licked the slit of my cock, sucking all the pre-cum out of it, then reached down and grabbed my balls, squeezing them gently and pulling them toward her waiting mouth. She was fully enjoying the experience of having me as her plaything and I didn’t mind it a bit!
With two fingers inside her cunt and my thumb slowly working her clit, Patricia began to thrust her hips hard. I knew she was close to cumming so I frigged her furiously while she sucked my balls.
“Oh! God! Yes!” she finally cried out, unable to contain herself any longer.
Patricia rode my fingers hard, sitting up on her knees and pressing down on my fingers and hand. She rocked back and forth moaning and telling me how good it felt until she slowed down.
She fell forward and lay on me with her head beside my cock. After she composed herself she began to stroke me softly again and I fingered her gently.
“Ok, now it’s your turn.”
With that, my mother-in-law moved her hips down and raised them directly above my cock which was standing at full attention. Spreading her lips with two fingers, she lowered herself down on my erect member, with her back toward me and I watched her reflection in the full-size mirror, down the hallway, as she moved up and down on my rod.
Her cunt was wet from her orgasms and felt so good against my hard shaft. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I’d explode but Patricia went slow, enjoying every rising and lowering of her hips on my rock-hard cock.
She reached up and squeezed her tits as she rode me. I grabbed her hips and began to help her move on my cock. I needed to explode. My cock was ready to burst. I started to move her faster and harder. Patricia started to moan louder and joined me in moving our hips together.
I raised my hips up to meet her as she pounded against my groin. She went faster and faster as I continued to pulse my hips faster as well. Finally, I moaned and gave one final push and my cock exploded inside her cunt, my semen filling her hole, while she continued to ride me through my orgasm. I kept my hips high to feel the full benefit of her pounding until she came to a second orgasm and collapsed on me, falling back on my chest.
As my cock softened and fell from her pussy, I reached around and took Patricia in my arms. We just lay there for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling and gaining our composure until finally, she rolled over and kissed me passionately.
“Well, Angela did choose her cock well,” she whispered, then reached down to tap on my softening cock.
We both chuckled then kissed again.
“And now I know where Angela got the ability to make love so well,” I told her.
My mother-in-law stood up and I followed her. I looked below and saw a puddle of cum on the carpet.
“Looks like I have to do something about that,” she chuckled.
I pulled up my shorts and she walked me to the door, still naked. She stepped behind the door and let me out.
“Now we have a family secret,” she said, touching my lips with her index finger.
Just as I was about to respond, she shut the door in my face.
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