My obsession with my mother-in-law began when she was just my girlfriend's mom. Susan is about 5'5", 110 lbs., and is very thin but in great shape. Excellent muscle tone. She has shoulder length dirty blonde/reddish hair, dark green eyes, and a beautiful smile. A 47-year old woman with the body of a 25-year-old. She is a schoolteacher in a small town, and is well-known and respected by many. A very prim and proper woman Susan was, and her husband was also a highly respected town figure. My chances of nailing her were slim to none. What the hell would she want to ruin her life for over a fling with me?
My attraction to her began one night when I was over the house. She was in sweatpants and was ready for bed. I had watched a movie with my girlfriend and was on my way out the door. Susan was trying to reach for one of her cat's toys which got lost under a table. She was on her knees bent over as I walked into the kitchen. Her ass looked absolutely stunning in those sweatpants as she reached under that table. I actually stopped walking and just stood there, admiring her ass for the first time. Damn.
I went home that night and thought more about Susan. I started picturing myself dry-humping her ass through those sweatpants. What curves she had. I wanted to drive my tongue right up there.
Time went by and before I knew it, it was summer. Lauren's parents went on vacation and one day I was in charge of feeding the cats. I had a key to the house and one morning I dropped by. As I walked into the empty kitchen my mind went back to that night when I saw those sweatpants hugging that gorgeous round ass. So goddamn perfect.
I had the house to myself. My dick suddenly got very hard.
I fed the cats quickly and then walked upstairs to Susan's bedroom. My breathing suddenly got heavy and my pulse raced. My dick was hard as a rock as I entered the room and looked around. My eyes went straight to the dresser drawer. I walked over and opened the top drawer. Silk panties, all colors and styles. I picked up one pair and brought it to my face, inhaling deeply. God what a scent. I pulled out my hard dick and placed the inside of her panties around the head of my cock and squeezed. I could already feel a slight emission of pre-cum. The thought of my cock resting where her panties touch her pussy drove me wild. The thought of her eventually wearing these panties after me jerking off into them drove me even wilder.
I opened the next drawer, still masturbating with those panties over me, and pulled out a bra. I checked her size: 34 a. Small but very nice. I dipped my cock into one of her bra cups. My cock touching where her nipples rest. I breathed into her panties again. That was all it took.
I shot a wad of cum so hard and thick that I almost fell over. I filled up most of her 34 a cup with my cum. I cleaned most of it out and left, dreaming of her wearing clothes with my cum on them.
Time went by. A few years passed of me fantasizing about fucking Susan. I had a few more sessions in her bedroom with the underwear drawer. I used one of her old t-shirts as a jizz rag. I stroked myself to a few home movies and watched her in her bathing suit on vacation. I jerked off to pictures of her from photo albums. I rubbed my cock on her lipstick stick. I even was able to get a pair of her panties out of the hamper, cumming very intensely into them. I did anything I could to get closer to her. But I knew it was just a fantasy that will never happen.
Lauren and I finally married. I had a mother in law that I wanted to fuck more than my wife. I found excuses at family gatherings to take as many pictures as I could, only to get them on my computer and jerk off to her sexy body and gorgeous face. Sometimes I felt guilty, other times I was too drunk with lust to give a fuck.
It all came crashing down last July. It was hot as hell out, and I knew the in-laws were out, so I decided to go for a dip in their pool. I had done this many times before. It was nothing new. No one was home. I thought about having a quick jack-off session with Susan's underwear, but it was just too damn hot. Lucky I decided not to. Just as I jumped in the pool, a car pulled into the driveway.
I poked my head out and saw Susan by herself, coming up to the pool deck. "Hi. I had the feeling you'd be over here. It is awful out here, isn't it?"
"Yes it is," I thought, realizing for the first time that I had never been alone with her before. And here I am in just my bathing suit. I'm a skinny guy, and I didn't expect any kind of reaction from her anyway.
"We were at the nephew's baseball game, but I was getting sick from the heat. I had to come home and lay down," she said. "Stay in the pool, I'm going to lay down in the shade for a while."
"Okay, Sue," I said. "If you need anything, let me know." Like my cock in your mouth, I thought.
"Thanks, but I think I'll be napping."
Ten minutes went by. I floated in the pool thinking about my options. My camera was home. I could have taken pictures of her as she slept. I was deep in thought when I heard the patio door open and close. I turned my head and saw Susan coming out of the house in a two piece bikini. Her small tits stood firmly out from her chest. I could see her tan, smooth, perfect skin glisten in the early afternoon sun. Her legs were long, full, golden brown objects of lust. I wanted to bite them. I wanted to suck her thighs.
"Taking a nap out here?" I asked.
"Yeah, there is a slight breeze coming in, and it's nice in the shade up here."
A few more minutes went by. I finally got out of the pool slowly and turned my head cautiously. She was lying on her stomach. Her ass looked so fucking good in the sunshine. Tan as hell, firm and tight, her bikini bottom barely hitting the crack of her ass, her cheeks poking out slightly. Her legs ran so long down the chair.
I crawled quietly a few feet. She did not stir. I moved inch by inch till I was right up close to her ass. My nose almost touched her tight, gorgeous skin. Her cheeks were perfect, and I wanted to grab them so badly. My cock was begging to be stroked as I put one hand a half an inch over her ass crack, not quite touching. My fingers dropped till I touched the fabric of the bikini.
A little more down.
One finger.
A little more.
So slowly.