I was 23, my wife was 19. Her mother, a prominent woman, though not tall, only celebrated 45 years. A single woman who buried her husband a long time ago, she still did not lose hope of getting married, and probably that’s why she carefully looked after herself, always dressed well, traveled a lot, socialized, and was, as they say about ladies of this age, “berry again.”
One night, late at night, I urgently needed to get to my mother-in-law for something I really needed. We ourselves lived in a private, one-room small apartment, and we kept some of our belongings at her house. So, I go up to the floor, I’m going to ring the doorbell, and I notice that the door is ajar. It was about 23 o’clock, not knowing what to think, I cautiously looked in, walked on tiptoe, stretched my neck into the hall and was blown away! A naked mother-in-law is lying on her stomach on the couch, and a man is on top of her and fucking her so that the sofa is about to fall apart under them! Remaining unnoticed and having no idea what to do next, I look again and… meet my mother-in-law with my eyes. I won’t say she was too embarrassed, no, there was a blissful smile on her face, her mouth was open, she was breathing fast, making a strangled moan with each thrust.
We looked at each other for 3-4 seconds. I ducked back into the hallway, realizing the absurdity and ambiguity of the situation. Well, in any case, as long as I can hear the steady creaking of the sofa, I can be calm. Gathering my thoughts and deciding what to do, I hear a man’s voice from the audience – “Come on, get up!”. The creak of the sofa… the voice – “I can’t get enough of your gorgeous ass… spread your legs wide… here… come here…”. And again – slap, creak, slap, creak. I noticed that I had been standing up for a long time and automatically touched my penis with my hand. Well, curiosity is not a vice, and even more so when you have “smoke” in your pants.
I creep up to the door to the hall again and look in. The mother-in-law stands with her legs spread wide, her breasts slightly saggy, but not yet losing their attractive shape, like two pendulums swinging in time with the movements penetrating her. The man grabs his mother-in-law’s full ass with his hands and methodically impales her on his bolt. The light of the street lamp fell on a part of Anna’s body (that’s my mother-in-law’s name), and I could see how she helped her man by making movements to meet him. I even wanted Anna to turn her head in my direction at that moment and see that I was still here. Taking my penis out of my jeans, ready to explode at any moment, I began to run my hand over it, looking at Anna’s body, white from street lighting, imagining myself in this man’s place and even observing the rhythm of the couple’s thrusts on the couch.
My mother-in-law must have realized with some sixth sense what I wanted, and suddenly looked towards the hallway. When she saw me standing with my fly open and my dick sticking out like a stake, she breathed even louder, pushed her ass harder and moaned, “Come on, come on, come on… more, faster… yes! Yes! Yes!”. My head rang, I was sure that these words were said exclusively for me. My hand moved faster, faster, faster… and a stream of cum began to shoot out, hitting the floor and walls of the hallway. After a few seconds, having regained my ability to think, I heard Anna moaning louder and breathing more and more intermittently, also approaching the final. She finished for a long time, while shouting something like – “Uaa.. uoo.. What a good boy you are, Ay… ay… yes. yes. yes.Yes… ooooh, what a good boy you are!” At that moment, for some reason, I was sure that my mother-in-law was addressing me, and not her man.
Tucking my dick into my pants, I quietly went out into the hallway, closing the door behind me.
Two weeks later, my wife told me that Mom had invited us to dinner that evening. I felt a strange feeling then. On the one hand, all these two weeks I have been continuously thinking about what happened, and any mention of my mother-in-law has caused me a slight longing in my pants. On the other hand, I wasn’t quite sure how I should behave with my mother-in-law now. Well, it’s necessary, it’s necessary!
Besides my wife and me, there was another couple visiting Anna, his wife’s brother and his girlfriend. After sitting at the table, drinking five glasses and stubbornly avoiding the eyes of my mother-in-law, I decided to go out for a smoke on the balcony. A minute later, Anna appeared on the balcony.:
“Well, son-in-law, how are you? You’re kind of distracted today,” the mother-in-law said with a smile.
- “I should have made you clean the corridor the next day… okay, okay, don’t blush!, I’m kidding! Although you shot a lot!” she added mockingly.
“Thank you,” I replied.
“For me? For what? I think you did it all by yourself!” The mother-in-law laughed loudly.
- “Yes, I could have done better with you than that fat-bellied man!” – I did not remain in debt. Taking a step towards my mother-in-law, making sure that we were not visible through the curtain from the room, I ran my hand over Anna’s pubis. The button on her robe came undone from my movement, revealing pink panties with a barely noticeable spot of moisture in the place where what I had been thinking about continuously for two weeks was located. I pulled my hand away.
“That’s it?” Anna asked. Her hand found a bulging bump under my pants and began to trace it from top to bottom, looking into my eyes and smiling.
“You, son-in-law, have only dirtied the corridor so far. The merit is not great!”
At that time, we were called out of the room. The conversation was interrupted. I noticed that I stopped avoiding Anna’s gazes and became much calmer about everything that was happening.
Three more days have passed. I’m making up my mind. I call my mother-in-law from work, saying I didn’t take the money for lunch, I’ll come to her. Quite calmly, the answer is “Come.”
The end was still on the landing. Anna greeted me as usual – in a bathrobe. In the hallway, quite casually, she asked me, “Are you going to have lunch first, or later?”
Stretching out my arms to her, and lifting my robe from the bottom up, raising my hands to Anna’s soft and very smooth buttocks, I knelt in front of her. The buttons of the robe were easy to undo, and I didn’t have to undo them much, just a couple from the bottom. She was without panties. On my knees, lifting one of Anna’s legs with my hand, I plunged my whole face into her crotch, not with my lips. With my tongue, lips, and nose, inhaling and kissing indiscriminately everything that came in my way, I penetrated into all corners. My mother–in-law was leaning against the wall of the hallway, putting my foot on a low stool for flowers, clutching my hair with her hands, muttering, “You’re crazy, not in the hallway…”, while she did not stop stroking my head, sometimes noticeably thrusting her nails into me.
Having found a cave between my big pink lips with my tongue, I began to penetrate to the deepest depth of Anna’s vagina with this organ, while licking and licking it, I kneaded my ass with my hands, moving on to the large, with large, almost black nipples of my wife’s mother’s breasts.
“Do you… do you… do you… want me to cum right here in the hallway?” gasped Anna, panting from the inevitable approach of orgasm?”. I didn’t answer anything, even with a great desire not to leave a single unexplored millimeter of my mother-in-law’s perineum, I continued to caress, lick, kiss, and knead her… Anna’s movements, as much as possible, pressed against the wall with her leg extended, became faster and sharper. Clutching my hair with her hands, she stopped moaning and whined…
“U.. u… u… e.. e.. yes… yes…. Whoo.. Yes… yeah… ah!” She began to shake, while letting go of my head and bracing her hands against the wall, she finished! She came in such a way that her body began to bend, almost pressing my head to the floor. Removing her foot from the uncomfortable position on the stool to the floor, Anna began to squat down. My face was drenched in her juices, my mother-in-law almost sat on top of me, and I could see a glistening liquid oozing out of my vagina, signaling that the peak had been reached. Leaving Anna squatting, I ducked out from under her, stood up, unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down to my knees, took out a protruding penis, and after passing it over my mother-in-law’s cheeks and lips, I forcibly inserted it into her half-open mouth. Anna moved her head, her tongue licked my head, her lips tightened, wrapping my cock in a tight ring, I helped both her and myself by moving faster and faster.
“I’m going to come now,” I managed to say.
“Mmm.. Mmm,” I heard in response.…
In a wave, from somewhere under my feet and from my head at the same time, the warmth of overwhelming bliss flooded into me.… Making my pelvic movements a little sharper and slower, I began to splash out directly into the mouth of the one who gratefully accepted and absorbed my sperm. Her guttural sounds, her movements, everything said that something had happened that couldn’t help but happen.…
Recovering slowly, giving each other more and more time to enjoy what we had experienced, we still reached the dining table. A single thought kept nagging at my head: “What’s next? It’s still the mother of Ira, my wife.” Seeing my confused look, Anna asked:
“What, Slav, is something wrong?”
“What could be wrong. What are you doing?!” I replied.
- “Surely you are thinking now about how we will continue to communicate and live?” – My mother-in-law guessed my thoughts.
- “To be honest, yes!” – I did not lie.
“Slava, it’s not anyone’s fault what happened. We were just having sex. And we had a good time.” Anna came very close to me. Her robe was buttoned up as if for formality. Bending over me, she kissed me passionately on the lips. Her breasts almost fell out of the unbuttoned robe, responding to the kiss, I took Anna’s breasts with one hand, pulled her lips away from my face and sucked in as many of her breasts as I could. My mouth was full, and I could feel Anna’s nipple somewhere in my throat. Pulling her breasts in and taking them back into my mouth, I probably looked like a baby who hadn’t been fed for a long time, and who now would never let go of the breast that gave him vitality and juices.
- “Your lunch is about to end, and you haven’t started the first one yet,” my mother-in-law worried about me.
“I didn’t tell you right away. I took time off from work. He said you needed urgent help,” I replied, taking Anna’s breast out of my mouth.
“Well, you really helped me. And some more.”