Fucking my mother in law (real story)

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Life throws the strangest curve balls sometimes. My wife and I got married pretty young. She was still in college and I had a regular job. We didn't have much money so we moved in with her mother after we got married.

It gave me a chance to work on her mom's house, kinda give back a little, especially since it had been neglected for years since her father passed away.

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It made me feel good to help her out and I know she appreciated it. It wasn't anything big, fixing a leaky faucet, adjusting doors so they closed, a little painting here and there. Sometimes I'd even make dinner for "my ladies", as I called them, so my wife had a nice meal and my mother in law didn't have to make it.

The second semester after we moved in, wouldn't you know that my wife's class went late on my day off. She usually didn't get home until 9 pm. It wasn't the end of the world, just a bit frustrating. It did, however, give me time to do something I enjoyed, jerking off.

As I lay on top of my bed I thought I heard my door creek and a noise in the hallway. I immediately sat up and looked but the door was closed. Had I closed it when I came in? I wasn't sure if I'd left it open or closed but it was closed now and I figured that's probably how I left it. Yeah.

So I went back to it and finished my session. After I cleaned myself up and got dressed I went to the kitchen to start cooking for my ladies. When Joan, my mother in law, came in, I tried making small talk. I found it odd that she didn't say much and didn't look at me but didn't think much about it.

That is until she didn't look at me again at dinner. In fact over the whole weekend I noticed she didn't say much to me at all. Had she....seen me? How much did she see?

Eh, I figured my imagination was playing tricks on me but I couldn't shake the thought of Jennifer watching me masturbate. I thought about it a lot that week, even had a special shower session thinking about it.

When Friday rolled around I followed my usual schedule, cleaned up the yard, changed a light bulb, pulled out the fridge and cleaned behind it. But this time I noticed Jennifer was lingering around a lot. She had been giving me coy smiles and lingering looks. I'd swear it.

As late afternoon rolled around, I put my tools away and told Jennifer, "I'm gonna take a quick shower before making dinner." This was odd because I never told her what I was doing but I felt like I needed to say it.

My cock was rock hard in the shower. I'd swear Jennifer was watching me all day. I don't know why it turned me on so much, but it did. She was a gorgeous woman, late 40s, curvy, pretty face, long brown hair. And such a sweetheart too. To be honest, I had rubbed out a few loads thinking about her since I'd met her daughter.

I had devised a plan during the week to see if she was spying on me during my stroke sessions. I made sure the door was closed but not latched and positioned myself in a chair so I could see the door through the mirror. If she was watching, I'd definitely see her.

Honestly, I really didn't expect anything. It wouldn't be the first time my imagination got the better of me.

I sat back in the chair, nude, and began slow stroking, fantasising about being caught jerking off by my unsuspecting mother in law. I got kinda lost in the whole thing, head back, eyes closed, long strokes. It was a good session.

When I opened my eyes it took me a second to process what I saw. The bedroom door was now open roughly 4 inches or so. I could clearly see Jennifer watching me...and her hand was down her pants!!! She was masturbating watching me masturbate!!!

The vision pushed me over the edge and I came incredibly hard. I also unintentionally moaned, "ooohhhh. Jennifer!!!!" I hadn't realised I had said it out loud until I heard the door shut firmly.

Has she heard me?? As I wiped the sticky cum off my stomach I realised she probably had. She had to have heard. This could be bad.

In the bathroom I wiped myself down with a washcloth and I concluded that she probably didn't know I had seen her in the mirror. When I saw her in the doorway she was looking towards the chair, not the mirror. My best bet was to pretend nothing had happened.

So that's what I did. I got dressed and went into the kitchen to start cooking. I was in the kitchen alone for a while before Jennifer came in. Again she seemed shy and distant while avoiding eye contact.

It was more awkward this time because I knew she saw me. Last time I wasn't sure. I had to break the silence and cut through the tension.

The following week I definitely felt the tension between us. I tried to play innocent but I couldn't help but catch her watching me, following me with her eyes. Her demeanour had definitely changed too. I even felt like she was a bit flirty at times, even making sexy eyes at me.

There goes my wild imagination again.

Regardless, I couldn't stop thinking about the image of her in the doorway with her hand down her pants. That made all of this real.

Friday came and just like always I found stuff to do around the house. And just like last week I could swear Jennifer was watching me work. I played it up a little, sticking my ass out when I bent over or flexing my arms, a little show, but not obvious.

Once I was finished I again let Jennifer know I would take a shower before cooking dinner. And again, I was rock hard in the shower. I planned on replaying last week's game again and see if I got the same results.

The door closed but not latched, mirror in position, chair placed perfectly, I sat down naked and slowly worked myself up. And sure enough, when I opened my eyes and looked in the mirror, there was Joan, door cracked, hand down her pants. I closed my eyes.

"Ohh.....Jeni.."

My heart was pounding!! I opened my eyes again and saw she was still there watching!!

"Mmnnnn.... ...come help me with this. I know you're out there."

Oh my God!! I had said it! I doubted she could hear me mumbling it but I had said it! I was so proud of myself.

Until I heard the door open.

My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I looked up and saw Jennifer walking toward me, hand still in her pants. She looked as nervous as I felt but her eyes were full of lust, a passion I had never seen in a woman.

She stopped right in front of me. We looked into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity until her free hand reached out and grabbed my cock. She gave it a few strokes before slowly falling to her knees, our eye contact never breaking.

Well, until she slipped my cock into her mouth. I laid my head against the back of the chair and closed my eyes. Her mouth felt amazing as she lovingly licked and sucked me.

She started off very slowly, very tentatively. But she got progressively more confident and more aggressive. I swear I could hear her fingers working her pussy as she slurped on my dick.

I'm actually surprised that I didn't nut immediately. She was moaning, fingering herself as her free hand squeezed my balls. Her squeals got louder, her head motion jerky as she brought herself to orgasm.

Something must have clicked in her brain after she came. She now had both hands holding my legs open and began the sucking move. I could feel her slobber running down my balls and into my ass crack as my sweet, innocent mother in law's inner demon came out.

And that demon wanted my load.

It started with a tingle and a toe curl and finished with my hands on her head as I shook uncontrollably, mumbling "uunnnnnnmmnnngghhh!!!". Or something to that effect.

As my body relaxed, still quivering, she slurped up any cum that had escaped down my shaft and licked up whatever slobber was around my cock, including the streak that had run to my asshole.

As I lay there breathless, she slowly crawled up my body, grabbed my face with both hands, and kissed me ever so deeply. I laid there like a lump, still to spend moving.

She broke the kiss and looked me in the eye. "Fuck me" .

And so I did fuck her to the oblivion. Pushing my hard length in her wet pussy, I thrusted wildly and fucked her until we both came like crazy.

And that is how I started a sexual relationship with my mother in law where I would use her as cum dumpster and fuck her hard.

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  1. Chazz
    May 13, 2023 om 5:18 pm

    Reminds me of a very similar experience with my 42 year mother in-law. I was 25 years old and my father in-law was fifty nine. I knew she hadn’t been getting it enough. We had a fifteen year affair. Really great.

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    • Brian Dolly
      June 6, 2023 om 11:09 pm

      I love this story I wish I could fuck my mother in law

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    • Mylfwanted68
      June 14, 2023 om 10:01 pm

      Very erotic!!!

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  2. Luciano
    August 25, 2023 om 2:09 am

    Ive bin fucking my bm’s mom Linda R for 9yrs now. The first 8yrs were the best since Linda lived 10mins away from us so id stop by every day for a bj or fuck depending on how much time i had. Linda would be dressed up in some sexy lingerie everytime i came ovr. A yr ago me my bm & our 2 kids moved from the Bay Area to Visalia Ca 3hrs away, she suks/fucks me when she visits. Oh how i miss Linda

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  3. Bill
    February 21, 2024 om 2:15 am

    That was great. It’s how the like a perfect match. I’m glad that you had a long time with that lady.

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  4. John Doe
    March 14, 2024 om 9:53 pm

    You wrote “Joan”, not Jennifer.

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