Sex With Milf Of A Mother In Law 01

Sex with MILF of a Mother-in-law #1

My mother-in-law, Gina, lives with me after my wife, her daughter, left me for her boss.

Author's Note:

Mother-in-law and son-in-law are not blood related. Their sexual relationship is not considered incest. Yet, because mother-in-law and son-in-law live under the same roof, their sexual relationship is, indeed, considered incestuous.

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My wife's mother, Gina, God bless her heart, moved it with us shortly after we were married. Dead set against her mother living with us, I wanted to have some alone time with my newly wedded bride, Sophia. With us not even married a year, her daughter allowed her mother to move in with us without even asking me. I had no idea that she'd be living with us until she pulled up in her rented Ryder truck.

Not dressed for moving, she wore high heel shoes instead of sneakers. She wore a short skirt that showed off her long legs, and a low-cut blouse with a plunging neckline that showed her long line of cleavage. Instead of wearing jeans and a sweatshirt, she wore clothes as if she was going to work instead of unloading a moving van.

I helped her unload the truck. So that she wouldn't have to climb up and down, she stood on the tailgate handing me boxes and I carried them in the house. Something that I never expected to see, she showed me all that I shouldn't see of my mother-in-law. With her knees parted wide open, when she wasn't squatting down and flashing me her white panties, she leaned forward to flash me the tops of her jiggling breasts, her long line of sexy cleavage, and her low-cut bra.

'Maybe my mother-in-law living with us isn't such a bad idea,' I thought.

With me working from home and my wife working eight-hours a day with nearly an hour commute each way, she's gone most of the day. Sometimes, she works Saturdays. Other than sleeping with her, and waking up with her, I'm alone with her mother more than I'm home alone with my wife.

With Sophia too tired, not in the mood, having her period, a backache, a headache, or an ass ache, and with us newly wedded, frustratingly, we seldom had sex. After our two week long honeymoon of making love every morning, fucking every night, and licking and sucking in between, I'm horny. Unembarrassed to write, instead of begging my wife for sex, I looked to my MILF of a mother-in-law for her forbidden erotic attention.

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Yet, to be honest, surprisingly, it isn't all bad living with her mother. I like her mother. I get along well with her. A good conversationalist with a great sense of humor, she's fun and intelligent.

When I'm not working, we play board games, card games, and watch television. When playing games, I sit on the living room floor in front of her on the other side of the coffee table while she sits on the couch. Sometimes with her not sitting like a lady, and with her knees parted as if she's Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct, she gives me a continual view of her naked pussy. Then, when she leans forward to play a piece or a card, she gives me down nightgown views of the tops of her meaty breasts and her cleavage.

Teasing one another, with her always giving me an erection, we're always laughing. With her extremely ticklish, while making my touches and feels appear accidental, I love tickling her while touching all that I shouldn't touch of Gina. Something that my wife doesn't allow me to do, she hates having her feet touched, I love giving her mother foot massages.

As if I'm Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction, I sit on one end of the couch while she rests her feet in my lap with her heels on my throbbing and pulsating erection. While staring up at her with excitement, I lift her legs high enough to suck her toes. When she voluntarily lifts her legs and parts her knees, she gives me a wonderful up-nightgown view of her bushy, brown pussy.

Then, after I push the secret spot on the heels of her feet, I give her a small orgasm. As soon as I make her wet, she opens her legs wider to flash me some glistening pink of her wet pussy. With me as horny as I'm sexually attracted to my mother-in-law, I'd love to move between her legs and finger her while licking her. I'd love to eat Gina's cunt.

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With her having worked as an assistant editor for a publishing house, I've nicknamed her Webster because there's not a word that she can't spell or doesn't know the meaning. After losing her husband to COVID, and her house to foreclosure, alone and unable to support herself, she had no other place to go other than to live with us. What kind of man would I be to refuse her shelter, and turn my wife's mother away in her time of need?

Yet, a dark cloud with a silver lining, making herself indispensably useful, as if I have a live-in maid, Gina does all of the cooking, the cleaning, the laundry, the grocery shopping, and runs all of the errands. Strangely enough, other than sleeping with me and giving me sex, my mother-in-law is more of a wife to me than my wife. Having grown attached to her, I love my mother-in-law nearly as much as I love my wife, and nearly as much as I love my own mother.

Gina is a good looking, forty-eight-year-old woman. I've never been attracted to short women, my wife is 5' 8" tall and her mother is 5'9" tall, and 6' tall with high heels. She's perfect for my 6' 2" height.

She has shoulder length, beautiful, lush, dark brown hair, and big, brown, beautiful eyes. As forbidden as it's wrong, and sexually inappropriate, from the first time that I met her, having a secret crush on her, unable to help myself, I've always been sexually attracted to her. With my mother-in-law twice my age, there's something about older women that excites me. I don't know what it is. Perhaps, I've always wanted to have sex with my mother and/or even my grandmother.

Where her daughter, Sophia, has modest, albeit shapely, B cup breasts, Gina has enormous, double D cup breasts. My mother has double D cup breasts, too. When playing with myself, I think of having sex with my mother whenever I'm stroking myself over imagining having sex with my mother-in-law. My sexual fantasy coming true, I'd love to see, touch, feel, and fondle both of their naked breasts while fingering and sucking their erect nipples.

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My grandmother, Flora, has huge F cup, triple D cup, sagging breasts that she's flashed me once after I mowed her lawn. She has the same size natural breasts that Christina Hendricks of Mad Men and Good Girls has. Her breasts are the same size of the surgically enhanced breasts that Sofia Vergara of Modern Family and America's Got Talent has.

One day, after mowing my grandmother's lawn, she came out back in her bikini, yes, my sixty-nine-year old grandmother, looking ten-years younger, still has the body to wear a bikini. As soon as she leaned over me, to pour me a glass of her homemade, freshly squeezed lemonade, with her not having shoulder straps on her bikini bandeau, her top popped off. Instinctively, with them nearly hitting me in my face, I reached up and cupped her breasts in the palms of my hands.

'Something that I'll be masturbating over for the rest of my horny life, I'm holding my granny's naked tits in my hands. I can't believe that I'm not only seeing but also, I'm feeling and touching her naked breasts,' I thought.

The biggest breasts that I've ever seen and felt in my life, my grandmother's tits practically hit me in my face. As soon as I held them in my hands, I had an erection. They felt as soft as they felt firm. Again, giving me something to masturbate over for the rest of my life, I loved my grandmother's tits.

With me a breast man instead of a leg or an ass man, I love women, especially older women, with big breasts. My mother, Carol, my grandmother, Flora, my mother-in-law, Gina, and her mother, Mary, who I met at my wedding, all have humongous breasts. I'm unembarrassed and unashamed to admit that I've masturbated over imagining seeing Gina topless and/or naked while having forbidden sex with her. As much as I've always wanted to have sex with my mother and/or my grandmother, I want to have sex with my mother-in-law and even her mother, too.

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"Oh, Michael. I'm so embarrassed," said my grandmother.

She gave me a sexy look and a naughty smile while slow to cover her naked breasts with her hands.

I don't know, just a feeling but, I suspected my grandmother wasn't embarrassed. Knowing that her top would pop off as soon as she leaned forward, I suspected that she deliberately flashed me her naked breasts. She wanted to show me her naked breasts as much as I wanted to see her gigantic tits.

"Sorry, grandma. I didn't mean to touch your breasts but they were right there," I said.

She laughed.

"That's okay, Michael. This will be our little secret," she said, removing her hands from her breasts.

As if looking to see what I saw, she stared down at her naked breasts before staring at me. Then, she stared down at my erection that tented my swimsuit.

"Oh, my, did I do that," she asked while staring down at my cock?

Embarrassed that I was excited enough after seeing my grandmother's naked breasts, I covered my cock with my hand. This wasn't just any woman. This was my grandmother, my mother's mother. Then, she asked me something that I never expected her to ask me.

"Would you like me to do something about that, Michael," she asked? "I don't mind. I'd be glad to help you," she said. "It would be my pleasure."

I looked at her with confusion.

"Sorry? What? I don't know what you mean grandma. Do something about what," I innocently asked?

As if she was offering me a homemade, chocolate chip cookie, she gave me her best grandmotherly smile.

"While you feel my breasts and finger my nipples," she said.

She cupped her breasts in her hands and lifted them as if offering them to me. She paused as if rethinking what she was about to say. Then, giving me another sexy look and a naughty smile, she said it anyway.

"I can masturbate you, if you'd like. Would you like to cum for grandma," she said.

She let out a dirty laugh.

"If you'd rather, I could blow you. I've always loved sucking cock. I'd rather suck cock than have sexual intercourse. I love controlling a man with my hand and my mouth instead of with my pussy," she said.

She paused to lovingly smile down at me.

"Would you like granny to suck your cock, Michael? I'll even allow you to cum in my mouth," she said, shocking me.

She laughed.

"I sucked my first cock after my senior prom when I was 18-years-old," she said, nodding her head. "With me the head cheerleader, I blew the captain of the football team. Since before your grandfather passed, it's been years since I've had a penis in my hand and in my mouth. The last man that I gave oral sex to was your grandfather's best friend, when he stayed to help me clean up after the funeral," she said.

From that day forward, every time I mowed my grandmother's lawn or shoveled snow from her driveway, she allowed me to see, touch, feel, and fondle her naked breasts while pinching, pulling, turning, and twisting and sucking her erect nipples. Then, she blew me. My grandmother sucked my prick. She stroked me while sucking me. She allowed me to cum in her mouth and she swallowed my cum.

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If it wasn't enough that I saw my grandmother's naked breasts, I'd love to see my mom's and my stepmother's naked breasts. With her having humongous breasts, too, I'd even love to see Gina's mother, Mary's, naked breasts.

'Show me your naked breasts, mom,' I said to myself while stroking my prick.

I not only masturbate over my mother but also, I jerk off over my mother-in-law.

'Show me your tits, Gina,' I said while stroking myself faster and harder.

While playing with myself, I said the same things about my mother-in-law that I said about my mother, my grandmother, and Gina's mother. I continue stroking myself faster and harder while imagining my MILF of a mother-in-law topless. Now my wife's mother and her grandmother replaced the sexual fantasies that I've always had for my mother and my grandmother. I'm a masturbation machine.

'I'm cumming, mom. I'm cumming,' I said to myself when jerking off over my MILF of a mother-in-law, while thinking of jerking off for my mother, my grandmother, and her mother, too.

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Incorrigible when it comes to women's breasts, especially big breasts, the bigger the better, inappropriately touching and feeling my wife's mother started on my wedding day. Unaware, shocking me as much as she excited me, it all started when I walked in on my mother-in-law when she was changing. While I was downstairs, unbeknownst to me, she used my hotel room to change into her dress for the wedding.

As soon as I opened my hotel room door, not expecting her to be in my room, there she was, my vision of seductive loveliness. As if a lingerie model posing, she stood by my bed in her big, white, low-cut brassiere, and her white, bikini panties. Taking my breath away, she was striking. While pretending not to look, I covered my eyes with my splayed fingered hand. Only, I not only looked, I stared. Giving me more to masturbate over, I ogled her lingerie clad figure.

'Wow,' I thought. 'She has a great body for a mature woman. She has a shapelier and sexier body than her 24-year-old daughter.'

"Sorry. Sorry. I didn't know you were in my room," I said. "Sorry."

She laughed. About to leave, even more sexually attracted to her now that I was seeing her in her bra and panties, I wanted to stay. I wanted to watch her finish dressing. Yet, how dare I gawk at Gina in her sexy underwear?

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As if I had never seen a woman in her bra and panties before, unable to remove my eyes, I continued staring at Gina while imagining staring at my mother in her bra and panties, too. Impossible for me to look away, I couldn't help myself from staring. With my eyes bugging out of my head, and my jaw hanging open, I couldn't stop staring. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined.

She had long, beautiful legs. She had such big tits. Her ass was perfectly round. Everything about her surpassed her daughter.

She was so sexy. She was so shapely. She was so beautiful. Most women look better in their sexy lingerie than they do topless and/or naked. As if she was a mature lingerie model, or an older Victoria's Secret model without the wings, she looked sensational in her bra and panties.

'Again, giving me more to masturbate over, in the way that I do after seeing my topless grandmother and her blowing me, I'll be masturbating over seeing Gina in her bra and panties for the rest of my life,' I thought.

"Oh, Michael," she said with a smile while turning to face me. "Don't be embarrassed. I'm covered," she said, opening her arms, and striking a pose with an immorally immodest laugh. "I'm sure you're seeing nothing that you haven't seen before," she said with a dirty laugh.

Unembarrassed that I was seeing her in her sexy underwear, she made no attempt to cover herself with her forearm and/or with her hand. Seemingly, with her passive permission, I continued staring at all that I was seeing of the shape and the size of her breasts through her big bra. Apparently, she enjoyed me seeing her in her revealing lingerie as much as it excited me seeing her in her sheer and nearly transparent underwear.

I stared at the tops of her meaty breasts. I stared at her long line of sexy cleavage in her low-cut bra. I stared at the impressions that her big, erect nipples clearly showed their impressions through her brassiere. As if memorizing every forbidden detail, I stared at her pussy mound, her camel toe, her pussy slit, and her bushy, brown, pubic hair that I could clearly see through her sheer panties. I couldn't stop staring at Sophia's mother.

'Oh, my God,' I thought. 'I can't wait to masturbate. I can't wait to cum.'

Unable to help myself from continuing to stare, undressing her with my eyes, which wasn't hard to do, while imagining that I was seeing her without her clothes, I stared at her as if she was naked. She wasn't just any woman. She was my wife's mother, my soon to be mother-in-law.

'Welcome to the family, mom, you sexy minx,' I thought. 'Meow!'

"Actually, perfect timing, I'm so glad you're here, Michael," she said, surprising me.

She smiled while turning to face me.

"Something that my husband would normally do but, I need your help to get me into my dress without messing up my hair," she said. "Would you be a dear and help me do that?" She laughed. "It will be our little secret. We won't tell Sophia that you saw me in my bra and panties and helped me get dressed."

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Shockingly, Gina was unembarrassed that I was seeing her in her sexy lingerie as I was excited seeing what I shouldn't see of my wife's mother. As if I was her husband, her boyfriend, or her lover while wishing that I was, while imagining taking her in my arms and kissing her, I walked to her. I wanted to push her back on the bed, strip her naked, mount her, and have forbidden sex with her.

I wanted to lick and finger her pussy. I wanted to make her cum. I wanted to make slow and passionate love to her. I wanted to fuck her fast and hard enough to give her a second orgasm, this time with my cock.

Whatever perfume she was wearing was intoxicating. I picked up her dress from the bed and, as if she was my woman to dress, I slowly placed her dress over her head while careful not to mess up her hair. With me already having an erection, I pressed my big dick pressed against her panty clad ass. With her not stepping away, she allowed me to push my pants clad prick against her.

I wanted to cup her bra clad breasts through her huge brassiere in both of my hands. Daring myself to do so, I wanted to reach down to cup her pussy through her panties while fingering her clit. Yet, not wanting her to know the pervert that I am, and the attraction that I had to her, I controlled myself from inappropriately touching her.

'Not wanting to make a fool of myself, this is my wedding day. I'm marrying her daughter. How dare I want to grope my soon-to-be mother-in-law? What's wrong with me wanting to kiss her and have sex with her,' I thought? 'How perverted could I be?'

Then, while carefully lowering her dress over her head, her hair, and shapely shoulders, unable to help myself, while making it seem unintentional, I touched and felt her breasts through her bra and her panty clad ass. Again, making my touches and feels seem accidental, I'll be masturbating over touching her bra clad breasts and her shapely ass through her panties. With her not stopping me by admonishing me or slapping my horny hands away, I slowly slid my horny hands down over her bra and across the back of her panties.

"That's great. Thank you, Michael. Zip me please," she said.

I couldn't believe that Gina thanked me for seeing her in her bra and panties. She thanked me for feeling her big tits through her bra. She thanked me for feeling her ass through her panties. I wondered if I put a gentle hand to her shoulder if she'd move to her knees and blow me. I'd love for my future mother-in-law to thank me for allowing her to suck my cock.

'Thank you for cumming in my mouth, Michael,' I imagined her saying.

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While zipping her dress, as if they were a combination on a safe, I stared at the three closure hooks on the back of her big brassiere. I was tempted to reach around her to cup her bra clad breasts as if adjusting them for fit. Only, I didn't dare. Yet, not having another chance like this to sexually abuse my mother-in-law, her perfume dared me to grope her.

Only, I feared she'd slap my face. I feared she'd tell my wife that I groped her mother. I feared she'd call off the wedding. I feared that I'd ruin my life by forcing her to have sex with me and raping my future mother-in-law.