As with most of my adventures, it starts with my husband being deployed.
It was my first time with him being gone for a long time. I had been having problems. We had been trying to have a child for about a year. I found out I had polyps in my uterus. I had to have them removed before I would ever become pregnant. Also there was a good chance that even after they removed them I may or may not be able to get pregnant.
I was having a serious problem with depression, and wondering if this was punishment from god. Was I being told I wasn't even worthy to be a mom. I cried a lot. My husband was worried I was going to hurt myself. He talked with his parent and they invited me up to stay with them while he was on this deployment.
I went to live with his parents. It was nice they had a nice house. They set me up in the guest bedroom and we had a great time. I loved his parents they were always nice to me.
I spent a lot of time talking to my mother-in-law those first couple of weeks. She helped me get my head on straight. They knew we were swingers. They knew I was bisexual. I didn't know it but they also knew how big of a slut I was. My mother-in-law helped me understand there wasn't anything wrong with me and I wasn't being punished. It was like a weight was lifted off of my shoulders.
The only problem was since I was starting to feel good. I went from no sex drive to desperately needing something. I would end up masturbating at random times, I wasn't quiet.
My father in law used to get up about 3 am and go to work. After about a week I got used to this. I still wake up when I heard him moving around but I would be able to get back to sleep.
One morning I hear him come in the bedroom. It was a hot night, and I sleep in the nude. I'd kicked off the covers and he was standing over me. I heard him unzip, and he started jacking off.
I looked up and he was jacking off a nice cock. It didn't take long and he was cuming, mostly on the bed, some on me.
He zipped up and left.
I think this must be a dream and I go back to sleep. The next morning I remember my dream, then I look around at the bed and on my chest, there is dried cum. I'm like it must have happened. What do I do? Do I confront him? Do I tell my mother-in-law? Why in hell am I wet thinking about this? Why am I masturbating thinking about him cuming on me? I keep masturbating thinking about it until I cum. There is to much about this to think about. I decide I'll figure out what to do later, put it out of my mind and go on with my day.
The next night I hear him come in again. I actually look up this time and see him pull out his cock and start stroking. I looking up at him while he is jacking off. I look him in the eyes as he is pumping his cock, I can tell he's whispering something but I have no idea what it is.
When he cum, he sprays it all over me. I look at him, he puts his cock away, zips up and leaves.
Its weird. I'm confused, but turned on. What the hell am I going to do? I'm pretty sure he's not going to stop. What should I do?
3rd night he comes in, he pulls out his cock and starts jacking off on me again. I will say this, it doesn't take him long. At the end he seems to be having some trouble. I sit up and hold out my tits for him and he sprays cum all over them. I smile at him, he gets dressed and leaves.
By the 4th night, I was masturbating with him. Why should he have all the fun? Hell, I enjoy being watched, why not put on a show. I was rubbing my pussy and looking at him when he walks in. He pulls out and starts stroking. He takes his time as I put on a show for him. He cums all over me.