Straight Male / 36
My Mother-in-law Enjoys A Few Wines
A few years back my father-in-law died suddenly and so, my mother-in-law moved in with us for a few weeks as she couldn't cope with being alone.
I'd never really looked upon my wife's mother in a sexual way until one evening when the 3 of us had had an afternoon sampling wines at a vineyard.
I'm not a big drinker of wine so decided to be the sober driver. Meanwhile the wife and her mum got pretty hammered.
When we returned home that evening, my wife excused herself and took herself off to bed with "a bit of a headache". Meantime her mother wanted to continue drinking, so I opened a bottle of wine for her and we had a chat while she drank the whole bottle and I had a couple of beers.
After the first couple of glasses of wine she started putting her hand on my leg to emphasize what she was talking about, which, to be frank was mostly slurred beyond any recognition.
Once the bottle had gone she asked for more, but I said that she'd probably had enough so I'd make her a tea or coffee.
She then said that if I got her another bottle of wine, she'd do anything I asked of her.
She's an attractive woman, sober. BUT drunk and slurring she was a bit of a turn off for me.
I went into the kitchen and put the kettle on and when I came back she was passed out, laying half on and half off the couch.
I got down to her level and lifted her back onto the couch, meaning to make her comfortable, cover her with a blanket and leave her until morning.
BUT, as I lifted her back onto the couch her skirt pushed all the way up her thighs and I could see that she wasn't wearing any underwear. I pulled her skirt back down to cover her and started to leave the room to fetch a blanket. For some reason I stopped at the door and came back to her, lifting her skirt and getting down on my knees to have a look at her pussy.
I was surprised that she was completely shaven down there and she had really big pussy flaps.
I quickly went to check on my wife and found her fast asleep in bed.
Came back to the lounge, got to my knees, parted my mother-in-laws legs and eased a couple of fingers inside her. She was very wet and her pussy was loose.
Throwing caution to the wind I lowered my face to her crotch and started to lick her. She tasted amazing, sweet even. She moved a couple of times but her eyes were closed and her breathing steady.
I licked her for about 10 minutes, all the while massaging my growing cock through my pants. Eventually i couldn't wait any longer. Unzipping my pants I pulled them down and pulled her toward me. As I was easing my cock head into her, she gave a slight groan and opened her eyes. After calling me a good boy she slipped back into oblivion.
Undeterred by this I had sex with her, my pace increasing as I got closer to my own orgasm. By the time I ejaculated, I was pounding her hard and rough...and shot my load inside her.
Immediately afterwards I became wracked with guilt. Using my fingers I tried to get as much semen out of her as I could and then gave her a wash with the kitchen cloth.
The following morning I was petrified that she would remember waking up as I pushed into her.
But breakfast came and went without a hitch - with mother and daughter comparing hangovers and swearing off the booze.
A couple of weeks later my guilt and relief had been replaced by lust and I wanted her again.
I waited until my wife was at work and offered her mother a glass of wine.
It was then that she confessed to me that she hadn't passed out, but was just acting. She had wondered how far I would go if I thought she was unconscious and told me that she had enjoyed my attentions so much and that other than her husband I was only one of two other men she had ever had. I started to apologize to her but she made it clear that not only was it OK, but she wanted more.
We had sex several times during her extended stay with us - even in our marital bed - until eventually it was my wife who decided that it was time for her mother to return home.
She lives hundreds of miles from us so this more or less put an end to our special friendship.
I still think of her though, sometimes while making love to my wife. What makes it such a horny experience is that they say that daughters become like their mothers in looks and attitude. I certainly hope so because my wife's mum is a bit of a nympho and has now joined a dating website. She told me, the last time I saw her, that although I was pretty good, her current lover who is in his 20's and is into MILF's is better endowed. I can't wait for the wife to become as much of a nympho as her mum.
I'd never really looked upon my wife's mother in a sexual way until one evening when the 3 of us had had an afternoon sampling wines at a vineyard.
I'm not a big drinker of wine so decided to be the sober driver. Meanwhile the wife and her mum got pretty hammered.
When we returned home that evening, my wife excused herself and took herself off to bed with "a bit of a headache". Meantime her mother wanted to continue drinking, so I opened a bottle of wine for her and we had a chat while she drank the whole bottle and I had a couple of beers.
After the first couple of glasses of wine she started putting her hand on my leg to emphasize what she was talking about, which, to be frank was mostly slurred beyond any recognition.
Once the bottle had gone she asked for more, but I said that she'd probably had enough so I'd make her a tea or coffee.
She then said that if I got her another bottle of wine, she'd do anything I asked of her.
She's an attractive woman, sober. BUT drunk and slurring she was a bit of a turn off for me.
I went into the kitchen and put the kettle on and when I came back she was passed out, laying half on and half off the couch.
I got down to her level and lifted her back onto the couch, meaning to make her comfortable, cover her with a blanket and leave her until morning.
BUT, as I lifted her back onto the couch her skirt pushed all the way up her thighs and I could see that she wasn't wearing any underwear. I pulled her skirt back down to cover her and started to leave the room to fetch a blanket. For some reason I stopped at the door and came back to her, lifting her skirt and getting down on my knees to have a look at her pussy.
I was surprised that she was completely shaven down there and she had really big pussy flaps.
I quickly went to check on my wife and found her fast asleep in bed.
Came back to the lounge, got to my knees, parted my mother-in-laws legs and eased a couple of fingers inside her. She was very wet and her pussy was loose.
Throwing caution to the wind I lowered my face to her crotch and started to lick her. She tasted amazing, sweet even. She moved a couple of times but her eyes were closed and her breathing steady.
I licked her for about 10 minutes, all the while massaging my growing cock through my pants. Eventually i couldn't wait any longer. Unzipping my pants I pulled them down and pulled her toward me. As I was easing my cock head into her, she gave a slight groan and opened her eyes. After calling me a good boy she slipped back into oblivion.
Undeterred by this I had sex with her, my pace increasing as I got closer to my own orgasm. By the time I ejaculated, I was pounding her hard and rough...and shot my load inside her.
Immediately afterwards I became wracked with guilt. Using my fingers I tried to get as much semen out of her as I could and then gave her a wash with the kitchen cloth.
The following morning I was petrified that she would remember waking up as I pushed into her.
But breakfast came and went without a hitch - with mother and daughter comparing hangovers and swearing off the booze.
A couple of weeks later my guilt and relief had been replaced by lust and I wanted her again.
I waited until my wife was at work and offered her mother a glass of wine.
It was then that she confessed to me that she hadn't passed out, but was just acting. She had wondered how far I would go if I thought she was unconscious and told me that she had enjoyed my attentions so much and that other than her husband I was only one of two other men she had ever had. I started to apologize to her but she made it clear that not only was it OK, but she wanted more.
We had sex several times during her extended stay with us - even in our marital bed - until eventually it was my wife who decided that it was time for her mother to return home.
She lives hundreds of miles from us so this more or less put an end to our special friendship.
I still think of her though, sometimes while making love to my wife. What makes it such a horny experience is that they say that daughters become like their mothers in looks and attitude. I certainly hope so because my wife's mum is a bit of a nympho and has now joined a dating website. She told me, the last time I saw her, that although I was pretty good, her current lover who is in his 20's and is into MILF's is better endowed. I can't wait for the wife to become as much of a nympho as her mum.
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