For a while my hubby and I have been sharing our sexual fantasies together and recently I decided to write down some of my more horny lurid ones down for the benefit of others. These fantasies mainly involve female members of my family including my mother. My hubby loves it when I tell him all the things I want to do with my Mum and my sister and my 18 year old niece Becky. I then love it when he tells me what he wants to do to them as well, recently this has involved me pretending to be different females, but only for a few minutes when he is fucking me. However last night we had the most amazing sex when for the whole session I pretended to be my 59 year old Mum, Joan.
It started with an idea of his to "borrow" some of my Mum's panties, which he had a while ago, but I only plucked up the courage to actually do yesterday.
I visit Mum quite regularly, mainly because she is lonely and I feel I should as the oldest child but also because she turns me on. I love going at this time of year, when it is warm, because she obviously has less on and I love seeing the shape of her tits in a T-Shirt or thin blouse. Yesterday she had jogging bottoms on, which made a nice change, so I got a great view of her arse too, enough to get my pussy very wet. However all this is another story (Mother and Daughter fantasy). Anyway yesterday I had a goal and the warm weather here in England helped, because we sat in her garden for our normal tea and chat. Whilst drinking the tea I excused myself to go to the bathroom, but made straight for her bedroom. I opened up Mum's underwear drawer and had a rummage, looking for some nice panties. I went near the bottom of the pile, so as not to make it too obvious and plumped on a pair of white silky knickers, which were quite small. I put them in the pocket of my jeans, but couldn't resist having a peak elsewhere to see what else my Mum had in her drawers. This is not the first time I have done this, mainly looking for naughty underwear or sex toys or even hope beyond hope some naughty photos which I know she had taken by my late father as my hubby found 1 a few years back when he was doing what I was today. Unfortunately I didn't find anything out of the ordinary but did find another pair of panties in with her socks and things which are crotch less. A warm tingle ran through my body as I imagined my Mum in this lacy red crotch less knickers and I knew I had to have them, so they joined the white ones in my pocket.
Later that evening my hubby arrived home from work expecting his dinner, but instead I took him straight to bed. I told him that I had managed to get some panties for him and then told him I wanted us to act out a session when I, as my Mum, catch him wanking in my knickers.
Andrew was over the moon and I gave him the white panties and sent him to the bathroom.
He thus sat on the loo and started to rub my Mum's silky panties up and down his hard cock. Then, like in my fantasy with my Mum, I walked into the bathroom.
"Andrew what are you doing?"
"Joan, I'm sorry I couldn't resist it, your panties are so nice, you're so nice and I just needed to play with myself thinking about you," my hubby said.
He stood up, his lovely 7 inch cock pointing straight at me.
"But you are married to my daughter, you are so naughty."
"I know Joan, but I have wanted you for years and since I first met you I have wanked myself off many nights dreaming of you."
(Incidentally it is only recently my hubby has let me into all his fantasies about my Mum including the fact that he has seen a photo of her naked, but on the first day he came to our house when he was 17, my Mum sat in front of him in the garden and he could see up her skirt all afternoon, the memory of those black knickers with little strands of pubic hair sticking out has fuelled many a fantasy for him).
I stared at his cock trying to imagine how my Mum would feel, confronted by her son in law like this. However I could feel my pussy starting to lubricate and knew it would probably be the same for her, so I said "But it is not right," but at the same time reached out for his cock. My hubby moved closer as my hand enveloped the end of his penis, I could feel his pre-cum against the palm of my hand as I started to move it up and down his shaft.
"Oh that's good Joan," he said.
"Do you wank in my panties often?"
"Yes whenever I get the chance, sorry if I've left a few stains in the past," Andrew said.
I was running my hand the full length of his cock now and was feeling so horny pretending to be my Mum wanking him off.
