- My Family -
Bi-Sexual Male / 60
Motorhead
My wife at the time was in hospital she was having our first child and it was a cesarean there were complications so so she was kept in in a few days ahead of the birth. We were both young and and probably too young two married to be married and Karen dropped a bombshell on me. She informed me her mother was coming to stay with us and wanted me to make her welcome. Nothing to do with her being Welsh but as Mother-in-laws went I thought she was a dragon. When we got married she gave me a right ear bashing about treating Karen right, and said Karen tells her everything so I have been warned, no sooner than the year was out and she was pregnant. In fairness to Karen, she was quite a randy little cow, and our sex life was good, so no surprise she got pregnant as we were only using condoms and withdrawal.
My face must have said it all , as Karen said, "she's not that bad, she's a great cook and ill need help with the baby, " this was before paternity leave and flexible working. I said I'd better get home then and put the vacuum around and make up the spare bedroom. Another bombshell, Mams already at home love, she came this afternoon and I gave her my key, don't worry it will be alright,!
I was planning on going to the pub if I am honest, and to the chippy afterwards, but thought I had better head home. When I saw Cyaren last (she had the same name as her daughter but it was spelt with a Cy I think) She was all fancy wedding hat a two piece suit and a tongue lashing for drinking too much on my wedding day and everything else including being recently widowed, but before I even had my key in the door she was on the doorstep greeting me. She was wearing jeans that really complimented her figure, a Motorhead T-Shirt and a headscarve worn like a landgirl, and fuck me she was smiling.
Hello Adam she said in her quaint Valleys lilt, thanks for letting me stay, as Karen is back on her feet , I'll be off again, I'll be no trouble honestly.
I just agreed and thanked her . She had cooked a casserole and it smelt great, she asked me if I wanted to shower before tea, and asked if I liked red wine as there was nearly a bottle left from the casserole. I said that I had better not drink as I was back at the hospital tonight to see Karen, she surprised me and said" give it a miss tonight sweetheart you'll wear yourself out, Karen needs rest too"
I had a shower didn't give her mum a second thought, only to think she's not that bad really. Tea was lovely and I enjoyed the wine made a change from lager. We sat and ate and I was stuck for conversation really and asked her abouher interest in Motorhead, I nodded my head toward her T-Shirt, she went really red, and I swear her nipples started to poke through her bra and the t-shirt, " oh not really one of the reps at work bought it for me as a leaving g*ft, abit of a private joke, more casserole, more wine‽" She had another glass and I cleared things away, which she wanted to do. I told her she was my guest and to go and watch TV or something, she said she have a quick shower and change and come back down as she wants to discuss something with me..
In the back of my mind it was her moving in or us to moving to Wales,
I washed up necked a can of lager and poured her another wine, no sexual intentions at that point, but when she came down, she didn't look like an old battleaxe in her late 50s, she looked fuckable in a short t-shirt dress, no bra, I could see her jugs, 36, a bit bigger than her daughters I reckoned and quite firm.
I was sat in an armchair, she sat on the sofa, I put the fire on. I drew the curtains and switched the TV on, she wasn't in the room 5 mins and her glass was empty, I went and brought the rest of the bottle in, she asked me to sit next to her and patted the sofa cushion. Sit down yer Adam I'm not going to bite, we'll not yet she laughed " that wines gone to my head. Look yer Karen told me that you and her are at it like rabbits usually, good luck I say, cause your young, and to be honest, her father and me well Christmas and Summer holidays if I was lucky. So you are going to have a barren spell love, a couple of months in hand if you get my drift.
And to be honest Karen is sick to death that you are going to be shagging some little scrubber up the pub.
I of course denied it and was quite uncomfortable or embarrassed at least to speak about it.
"Anymore wine lovey," I said I'll have a look, There was more wine than I thought, and she was on her second bottle, somehow the subject got around to sex again.
" There's oral sex of course, and you can both play with each other, gently on her mind, Karen will suck you won't she, .?
My cock started to twitch and her nipples were sticking out again, sometimes I said, not often enough " then it came and I knew I'd be fucking her mum or her mum was going to be sucking me at least "
I love it that's why they call me Motorhead, I could have slapped, or the police could have been called, but I stood up pulled down trackies and my cock was hard in front of her face, she just positioned herself closer and started to suck me.
"Fuggggk my fagggcce she was trying to say, oh I was I was letting my cock slide in and out of her mouth and she was wanking my cock with her lips cheeks and throat , I was exploding cum in minutes, I shot and shot and she swallowed and swallowed "come on big boy upstairs, now you show your old mam how you like it, you can fuck me and I'll suck you dry, just don't hurt our Karen alright boyo" I fucked her every day sometimes twice whilst Karen was in hospital and once or twice a week when she wasn't. Her daughter had a hairy pussy, but her mum, was almost bald, which was natural she told me,
“just disappeared, but you men seem to like it” I never asked how many men, why upset a good thing, her nipples were incredible long and rock hard when aroused, and Christ could she fucking ride, Karen never suspected a thing, even encouraged me to take her mum to the pub and stay up late with her often and look in on her when she got back, so when her mum went back I paid a few trips to South Wales, and after a while Karen got a taste for cock and started to enjoy sucking me.
Sadly Karen's mum died, Karen took it really bad, our son left home and we went our separate ways, we married to young, but every time I hear Motorhead “No sleep till Blackwood” oops I mean Hammersmith my cock twitches involuntarily.
My face must have said it all , as Karen said, "she's not that bad, she's a great cook and ill need help with the baby, " this was before paternity leave and flexible working. I said I'd better get home then and put the vacuum around and make up the spare bedroom. Another bombshell, Mams already at home love, she came this afternoon and I gave her my key, don't worry it will be alright,!
I was planning on going to the pub if I am honest, and to the chippy afterwards, but thought I had better head home. When I saw Cyaren last (she had the same name as her daughter but it was spelt with a Cy I think) She was all fancy wedding hat a two piece suit and a tongue lashing for drinking too much on my wedding day and everything else including being recently widowed, but before I even had my key in the door she was on the doorstep greeting me. She was wearing jeans that really complimented her figure, a Motorhead T-Shirt and a headscarve worn like a landgirl, and fuck me she was smiling.
Hello Adam she said in her quaint Valleys lilt, thanks for letting me stay, as Karen is back on her feet , I'll be off again, I'll be no trouble honestly.
I just agreed and thanked her . She had cooked a casserole and it smelt great, she asked me if I wanted to shower before tea, and asked if I liked red wine as there was nearly a bottle left from the casserole. I said that I had better not drink as I was back at the hospital tonight to see Karen, she surprised me and said" give it a miss tonight sweetheart you'll wear yourself out, Karen needs rest too"
I had a shower didn't give her mum a second thought, only to think she's not that bad really. Tea was lovely and I enjoyed the wine made a change from lager. We sat and ate and I was stuck for conversation really and asked her abouher interest in Motorhead, I nodded my head toward her T-Shirt, she went really red, and I swear her nipples started to poke through her bra and the t-shirt, " oh not really one of the reps at work bought it for me as a leaving g*ft, abit of a private joke, more casserole, more wine‽" She had another glass and I cleared things away, which she wanted to do. I told her she was my guest and to go and watch TV or something, she said she have a quick shower and change and come back down as she wants to discuss something with me..
In the back of my mind it was her moving in or us to moving to Wales,
I washed up necked a can of lager and poured her another wine, no sexual intentions at that point, but when she came down, she didn't look like an old battleaxe in her late 50s, she looked fuckable in a short t-shirt dress, no bra, I could see her jugs, 36, a bit bigger than her daughters I reckoned and quite firm.
I was sat in an armchair, she sat on the sofa, I put the fire on. I drew the curtains and switched the TV on, she wasn't in the room 5 mins and her glass was empty, I went and brought the rest of the bottle in, she asked me to sit next to her and patted the sofa cushion. Sit down yer Adam I'm not going to bite, we'll not yet she laughed " that wines gone to my head. Look yer Karen told me that you and her are at it like rabbits usually, good luck I say, cause your young, and to be honest, her father and me well Christmas and Summer holidays if I was lucky. So you are going to have a barren spell love, a couple of months in hand if you get my drift.
And to be honest Karen is sick to death that you are going to be shagging some little scrubber up the pub.
I of course denied it and was quite uncomfortable or embarrassed at least to speak about it.
"Anymore wine lovey," I said I'll have a look, There was more wine than I thought, and she was on her second bottle, somehow the subject got around to sex again.
" There's oral sex of course, and you can both play with each other, gently on her mind, Karen will suck you won't she, .?
My cock started to twitch and her nipples were sticking out again, sometimes I said, not often enough " then it came and I knew I'd be fucking her mum or her mum was going to be sucking me at least "
I love it that's why they call me Motorhead, I could have slapped, or the police could have been called, but I stood up pulled down trackies and my cock was hard in front of her face, she just positioned herself closer and started to suck me.
"Fuggggk my fagggcce she was trying to say, oh I was I was letting my cock slide in and out of her mouth and she was wanking my cock with her lips cheeks and throat , I was exploding cum in minutes, I shot and shot and she swallowed and swallowed "come on big boy upstairs, now you show your old mam how you like it, you can fuck me and I'll suck you dry, just don't hurt our Karen alright boyo" I fucked her every day sometimes twice whilst Karen was in hospital and once or twice a week when she wasn't. Her daughter had a hairy pussy, but her mum, was almost bald, which was natural she told me,
“just disappeared, but you men seem to like it” I never asked how many men, why upset a good thing, her nipples were incredible long and rock hard when aroused, and Christ could she fucking ride, Karen never suspected a thing, even encouraged me to take her mum to the pub and stay up late with her often and look in on her when she got back, so when her mum went back I paid a few trips to South Wales, and after a while Karen got a taste for cock and started to enjoy sucking me.
Sadly Karen's mum died, Karen took it really bad, our son left home and we went our separate ways, we married to young, but every time I hear Motorhead “No sleep till Blackwood” oops I mean Hammersmith my cock twitches involuntarily.
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