Doris always seems to be a hot mature woman to me. She owns a pair of big tits and a gorgeous fat ass, combined with an unreal waist. In her 60s, her lips were still fleshy and her hair was as blond as the sun's rays.
Doris was my future mother-in-law and she hated me. At least that's what she said to me since I had started dating her daughter.
She is a gentle, charismatic woman, with inexhaustible energy for work and for leading her family. Since the death of her husband 4 years ago, she had to become the pillar of the family business and take care of her two daughters who were still teenagers.
I know Doris since I was a kid. As a neighbor and friend of my mother, she was always kind and loving to me until she knew I was dating her older daughter. Since then, her manners changed drastically. She began to growl at me, looked at me with disgust and several times scorned me in public.
I remember when her daughter, Ann, entered college I was playing as a sophomore on the basketball team and we ran into each other on campus. I had just come from practice and was sweaty, in my t-shirt and shorts. And both mother and daughter leered at me. But Doris was always very correct, and she immediately looked away and started joking with Ann about how handsome I was, despite my skin color.
Ann's big blue eyes were less discreet, and her waist was narrow like her mother's, so I didn't forget her. A few weeks later we ran into each other again in the building where we lived and I asked for her phone number, and after a couple of chats, we started dating.
It took Doris a few days to find out about our relationship. She found us kissing on the stairs one day on her way home from the supermarket. We used to meet there when we thought Doris was home, but that day she changed her schedule. And actually, we were more than kissing. Ann was squeezing my hard cock over my pants, while I ate her tits between her open blouse.
The elevator door opened and there was Doris, who first froze, not knowing how to react. But then, she became very aggressive. She pulled my hair, while telling me I was a pig, and almost at the same time, grabbed Ann's arm.
- "Ann, get dressed immediately and get in the house," he yelled at her "And you, you filthy pervert, get your hands off my daughter. She's too good for you!"
Ann tried to rebel, but her mother pushed her inside the house, literally, and closed the door, leaving her inside. Then she turned around in a threatening tone and confronted me.
- "I hope nothing more has happened between you or I'll have to talk to your mother," she said threateningly, as she looked down to see my member which still remained a little hard despite all the emotions.
- "Ms. Doris, excuse me, but we are both adults and we can do whatever we want."
- "No, not you with her. And as big as you think you are, I don't accept it. You're a piece of trash for my daughter!"
In that way began my relationship with my new mother-in-law. But despite her threats and insults, things went on between Ann and me. In a few days, we made love and always managed to evade his mother. We would meet at my house, or sometimes I would sneak over to her house in the wee hours of the morning and we would lock ourselves in her room. From time to time, we would talk about Doris and try to understand how and why she hated me so much. Ann said that she really hated everyone since her dad died. The lack of sex had soured her temper, and she told me that more than once as a child she found them having sex and that some nights she was even awakened by her mother's moans of pleasure.
I was trying to remember if Doris had ever been rude to me before and I couldn't remember anything. On the contrary, she was always quite flattering. I must confess that after her husband's death, I felt that sometimes she looked at me with more fire in her eyes, and sometimes I caught her looking at my ass or the bulge in my pants.
One night Ann and I went out to a party and came back totally drunk. It was 4 am and she insisted that I go home with her, to have one last beer. She really wanted some action. As we were drinking the beer cans in the living room, she pounced on me, unzipped my pants, pulled out my member, and started licking it. She was a terrific cocksucker. She quickly opened her mouth and took in almost all of my dick. The combination of the alcohol and the good blowjob that girl was giving me, almost made me lose my senses. But in the darkness and despite my blurred vision, I thought I saw a shadow at the end of the corridor leading to the rooms. It was like a ghostly vision, an illusion, but I could swear that my mother-in-law was spying on us from the darkness.
