Jesse's Mother-In-Law

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right of first publication, 2012, Patricia steel ( glassnegman @ yahoo.com )

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The sexual tensity was electrifying between Jesse and his Mother-in-law from the moment they met, soon after he got engaged. Linda was not a woman you would promise"beautiful"by any means, but she had feature that were extremely attractive. She had very expectant titty, for example, rude blonde hair, and a mouth that suggested oral examination sex. When she hugged him, at their first-class honours degree meeting, she held on to him a little too long. Held him to her embrace a minuscule too tightly. Hugged him with her other hand just a little too low.

Surely, he was mistaken. Firstly, why would his fiance's mother need to make advances towards him ? Secondly, why him ? He wasn't anything special, really.

As time wore on, however, he learned from Jenna, his fiance, that her mother loved long haired cat. fountainhead, that might be function of it. Jesse had copper-red whisker down to his ass, gathered in a pony-tail most days. For formal function, he had Jenna braid it for him. Either way, his haircloth was his best feature article. He felt like Sampson. Powerless without his hair, perhaps.

Jenna thought he was aphrodisiac enough. He had broad articulatio humeri, narrow coxa, and nicely defined pectoralis. He didn't work out, or anything, but he did"work"— veridical employment, which kept him fit enough. But he was as freckled as a anuran, he thought.

The side by side time he was with Jenna's mother, was at a family Bar-B-Que, at her mother, Linda's house… It was a hot day, and Jesse was shirtless nearly of the day. Linda could barely keep her men off of him every prison term she walked past him, and she made every possible alibi to do precisely that. Although Jenna may not throw been aware of the signaling, he certainly was. He was getting hard just thinking of the possibilities.

Jenna had 2 shaver from previous relationship, and they were getting tired and measly. She ( Jenna ) said she'd take them home, and Jesse could come home in his own truck a minuscule later, when everybody else had gone home, and help Linda put everything away. Jesse smiled and said that would be fine. He kissed Jenna and the kids goodnight. Linda was right there at the car, waving goodnight to everyone, as Jenna backed out of the driveway… Luckily for Jenna, she couldn't see Linda's manus on Jesse's ass already.

She led him straight past the early family extremity who were variously gathering their own things, making homework to depart, telling them, I'll be right on back, you wait for me before I leave, I just need Jesse's service with something in the cellar.

And, once in the cellar, she barred the door, and set him up upon the dryer, and immediately started fumbling with his whack buckle. Getting it unfastened, she undid his blue jean, and pulled them off, letting them dangle around his ankles. Jesse had come commando to the piece of cake, as was his custom at his age of 23. He liked to indicate off what he had to its best advantage. What he had wasn't anything to be embarrassed about either.. A respectable 7"with the girth of about a hotdog in a bun. Nice, thought Linda. Just the right sizing for going down on.

Linda laid a brace of towels on the basement floor for her knees, and knelt rectify down, coming face to face with Jesse's"addition to the home"“ Oh, I just have to see what my Jenna is getting for her trouble, Jesse. I hope you understand."Jesse just nodded his head, unsure of where all of this was going, still.

In one unruffled motion, Linda took Jesse's shaft into her mouth, and into her throat, all the way. It was no job for her whatsoever. She was a lifelike at this. Pulling him back out, she went to work on the sensitive domain right behind the head teacher on the underside. Jesse was soon groaning in pleasure, and leaning back on his weaponry, thrusting his hips into Linda's mouth."Oh we like that do we ? ?"Again and again she took him into her pharynx, using the very back of her tongue to make that spiritualist slur. Jesse threw his fountainhead back in pleasure, and made more noises. Finally, the noises he was making, his breathing, and the force out of his thrusts told her that he was cumming. She put his straits onto her natural language, and bobbed her head in shortly, quick thrusts, and he blew his spunk into her mouth, which she swallowed, without losing so much as a drop curtain. She swallowed a few times, took a sip of beer, and then gave him a serious, deep, tonsil-rattling kiss — the sort he previously only got from Jenna — [ Like Mother Like daughter, I guess ] — he thought to himself.

"Let's get rid of these guests, then we can make for a little more. I still wan na see what else my Jenna is getting."Jesse pulled up his drawers, having a ruffian time finding where to put his hammer, with it being so sensible, and wearing no underwear, but he figured it out.

Leaving the cellar together, Jesse followed Linda back out onto the patio, helping people carry their belongings back to their vehicles, while Linda said her"goodnights"to everyone. Another one-half time of day, and they were all alone.

"Oh, Jesse, we can let the rest of this heap for the morning. Tomorrow's Dominicus. I can get it then. Let the neighbour talk."

"Are you sure ? It wouldn't take long ?"

"Oh, I have something else in judgement for our time."Once again, she led him by the script. This time, through the menage, and up the stair, to her bedroom. She closed the door behind him, and took the shirt right off of him."I like that look a lot better, Jesse."Then she reached behind his head, and removed the ponytail holder, letting his copper lock chamber flow disembarrass.

At that, she just stood back, as his tresses fell over each shoulder joint, down to his navel."Oh my Fucking God, Jesse. You are one gorgeous bit of manchild. mmm mmm mmm…"She advanced again, ran her fingers through his pilus, and then opened his pants once again.

"Get out of those Timmies and jeans, Jesse, and get on that bed."

While he was doing that. She removed her peasant-style top, her the boot, jean, bra and step-in, and sat on the bed side by side to him. He tentatively raised a hired hand to touch her vauntingly tit."Go ahead. That's what they're there for !"and she guided his hired man right to the largish nipples. She then straddled him, easily — her hip joint were wide-set.. his so slender — only a 28"waist and she put his other hand on her other breast. He toyed with them as he never played with any other breast — truthfully, he'd never had the chance to diddle with any so large, before.

He could find himself hardening against her crotch, which straddled him, but she was in no hurry. She leaned forward to put those gigantic mammaries into his face, and he sucked-on, like a baby, which felt soooo goood to her, and she groaned in pleasure… Finally, his erection had grown that it was beginning to invade her even in this position.

"ooo, person wants to play, too"she said, and she just eased herself backwards, and all of that 7 in slipped inside her without the slightest difficulty. She just sat there for a petty while, feeling him inside her, with him wanting to move inside her just a little, just to feel a little something. Instead, she leaned forward, and gave him some more of those kisses… Oh God, what a strange sensation… he felt"wanted, hunted, and taken"from those kisses, and I guess that was the true state of matter, but if he was ‘ taken ’, he wished she'd ass him already. It was almost as if she'd understand his mind, because just then, Linda pinned Jesse's carpus to the bed, over his question, and began, ever so slowly, to ride up and down upon him.

"Ooohhhhhaaaaaa"he moaned.

"Do you like that ?"She asked — He just nodded his head.. She stopped moving.

"I asked you if you liked that…"He nodded his head again."That's not an answer, Jesse."

Jesse summoned up every bit of head power he had, and replied,"yes, I do like that very often, but I don't seem to deliver the power of speech when I'm feeling — you know — good."

"Aww.. piteous Jesse. So we need to establish you feel bad, if we want to tattle to you during sex ?"

"umm. I guess so."

"Oh well.. If you fuck respectable enough, conversation is not really that important. Do You ?"

"Huh ?"

"Do you screw Good Enough ? ?"

"Uh..I don't know…

"I'm supposed to let you just hook up with my girl and you don't know if you fuck practiced enough ? Oh THIS will never do.."

Linda got off of Jesse, went into a dresser drawer, and produced a large clock-like thing."This, My Copper-Top Lover, is a forward counting timer. Like a turgid stop watch. You have 45 minutes to make me cum. Rules are, your cock has to be inside me at all times. Otherwise, you can do whatever you like, unless I tell you"no"… OK ? ?"

"Uh…OK… And if I Fail ?"

"Then, you either snap off up with Jenna, or, you keep practicing with me until you succeed. After all, you haven't set a date yet, have you ?"

"Uh, no, we haven't."

"Well then.. If you suck, we have prison term for"remedial sleep together school"…"

"Uh… OK… let's see how I do.."

Linda lay down on her featherbed-topped comfy bed, propped herself up on some pillows, and said,"ready when you are, chief."

"But I'm not even hard now.

"well, I won't start the timekeeper until you get into bed with me, so get strokin'”

Jesse had never felt so humiliated in his life, but the humiliation kinda made him sense excited… He was OK being Linda's"fuck toy"for awhile, although he had no idea how to incorporate those feelings into his feelings for Jenna. Was Linda really serious about needing to be"up to standard"before marrying Jenna ? Ugh — he sure hoped not, because he doubted he could ever make a woman cum just from his rooster. Although he'd really like to con how.

Jesse jacked himself like looney, seeing Linda on the bed, those big chest looking so inviting — the blonde haircloth at her vagina looking welcoming… knowing how heavenly she felt inside already, he knew he'd never last 45 minutes, but he thought it might be fun trying. OK, he was hard enough to try… He crawled into bed, and the timer started…

He kissed that mouth, that was so adept at sucking cock… why couldn't they just practice more cock-sucking ? He loved that part of it.. He sucked those nipples… mamilla that had breast-fed the woman he was going to marry — that was hott in a strange, kinky kinda way… yeah, that made him harder and harder… and then, finally, he sank his prick household in that ridiculously wet and soft vagina.

Oh dear god… he wasn't going to last 5 minutes, let alone 45. He wasn't going to lowest 3 proceedings if he moved much. aww.. fuck… he knew this would hap. He reached one hand up above Linda's top dog, for counterpoise, and the other one, well, the early one went on"clitoris obligation"— doing anything at all it could to have her make any sort of speech sound of pleasance whatsoever… rubbing over it lightly… pushing on it, and moving it… pushing hard and rubbing hard. like the sensible place on the underside of a guy's cock… yeah, that seemed to assist a lot, truly…. could he hire a fuck stroke now ? ? please ? ? pricey god in heaven, just one ? ? He did, and he came instantly inside her. FUCK ! ! SHIT ! ! NOOO ! OK… she didn't say he couldn't cum. did she ? No, not really. He could, then, in theory, keep on doing what he was doing, as long as his stopcock was still inside.

He figured he may as well stroke now. It's not like he'd cum. So, he began light, easy pumping. His cock was sensitive, and didn't really take account it, but still, he figured Linda would. Still, he kept working with his unblock hand, on her clitoris.

After a lilliputian while, she seemed to be getting more than and more excited, and he hoped that an orgasm was starting for her.. he looked at the timer…. 25 minutes… OK.. maybe, just maybe, she might be ready…. as far as he was pertain, he was actually beginning to get hard once again. Slowly, even though he was still pumping through all of this, he was getting hard. Maybe that would help her, too.

He started fucking her hard in earnest, just keeping his thumb on her clitoris, and rubbing it hard and fast. Yes, she was cumming. Finally ! ! Although, when he started cumming again, she stopped him, by planting her foresighted finger-nails between his ass-cheeks, and digging in…."Ahhhhhh !"he screamed, and stopped his pumping, which was fine, because his screaming sent her over the bound, and she drew him to her, by putting her arms around his slender waist….. oh yes, she wanted him, but she wanted him hard.

Linda wiggled out from underneath him, went to her nightstand drawer, and produced a tube of KY jelly, which she tossed at him. At this, she got on all fours, and turned her head to whisper"saddle up, cowhand"….

Oh God, was she really inviting him into her plump, but muscular ass ? He guessed so, by the KY Jelly. He'd tried this with former char, but mostly it ended badly. So he'd never had a successful anal-sex experience with a woman before. He really wanted this. He squirted a hefty sum of lubricator into her waiting ass, and began by inserting 2 finger into her, and moving them in and out a picayune bit. At this, she moaned, and thrust herself back upon his fingers, time and again.. Oh, god.. he got harder and harder at this. Then he inserter 3, then 4 finger — she expanded easily for this… he worked these in and out of her, and she began to moan…"ooooaohhh.."Her own handwriting found its way to her clitoris, and she was working on that herself… great… [ one lupus erythematosus thing ] he thought…

Finally, he lubed his"hot dog in the bun"and slowly inserted it inside her… she clamped down in resistance ( intentionally, perhaps ), so that he had to use a gravid deal of forcefulness to get himself inside, and she screamed a picayune as he finally reached the end of his travel. To him, it felt heavenly.. not easygoing and warm up and wet, like vagina, but hard, and muscular, and pixilated — altogether dissimilar. Jesse had even tried to"top"with boys, but it never worked out right, either.. just bad memories that always kept it from happening, but this time, to his amazement, he was having anal retentive sex, properly, and it was going just great.

Linda turned her chief around again, and whispered,"fucking me, ass me hard, Tiger, if you can…"Inside his head, the word"tiger"stuck… he felt rather like a Tiger… Big CAT, like Leo and Tigers fuck the female person in their"groups"up to 50 prison term per day, because the female are poly-fecund — meaning they can carry cubs from more than one Church Father — this extreme sum of mating ensures that all of the laddie will be theirs, and not those of some other male.. Yeah, he was the Male tiger for this group of females… both female parent and daughter… and when they wanted to, he'd fuck them as much as he could.

He fucked her ass, and he fucked her unvoiced. Once in a patch, she'd let out a little screech, as he bottomed out in her ass, metre and again. Having cum just a picayune patch ago, though, he lasted a good while. When he finally did cum, the timer was way over the 1:45 scar. He collapsed on top of Linda, forcing her savorless onto the bed. She reached her hand back, and pulled some of his copper-red hair down over her face. She did love his hair. He lay there, by the timer, half an hour.. all the while his cock still inside her ass, getting slowly smaller.

Linda was a nurse, and knew some of the specifics of staple hygienics of sex. Finally she said to him."You'd punter go and take a piss, to pick out your insides, and wash the outside of that sweetmeat, love. — You don't want an infection, sister. Then you'd good get home to Jenna ; she'll be wondering where you got to.

Jesse cleaned up, came back to the bedroom to give Linda a goodbye kiss, like any dutiful son-in-law would, then left the house. As Linda heard his hand truck start in the drive, she thought,"Wow, Jenna picked a victor this time."

All the while, until the wedding, Linda would holler Jesse for"assist"with various household job, like clogged drainage, getting things down off the attic, putting things down in the cellar, etc… each undertaking was"duly rewarded"at to the lowest degree by a blowjob, if not a shag, or an anal shag.

Finally the wedding day was upon them. The wedding was to be held in Linda's back yard. A tent was erected, and all was in readiness. Jenna's acquaintance were helping her get ready in Linda's chamber. Jesse, however, was to get dressed in the tiny back bedchamber of the townhouse. Linda said she'd go help him, and try to continue him calm.

When she got there, he was just sitting on the bed, in his two-piece Jockey shorts, as if he had the rug pulled out from under him, psychologically.

"What's the issue, tiger ? ?"

"Huh ?"He looked up at her."I don't know… Do I really want to do this ? 25, and a built-in family already. Jenna's a slap-up girl and all, but she treats me more like one of the tiddler, than her husband already. How is it going to be once we're married ? When do I get to feel like a man ? The only meter I do, is when I come here, and you, pardon my directness, blow my cock. THEN, I feel like a man."

"If we stopped our cock-sucking academic term, do you cerebrate you could still be a good hubby and father ?"Linda asked solemnly, realizing there was something to a greater extent going on here than inhuman feet.

"I don't think I could even be a man without those, Linda, to be dependable. All I'll ever be is a ball and range of mountains around Jenna's articulatio talocruralis, and a babysitter. I don't think I could even make love life to her without our little"injections"of manhood."

Linda locked the door of the bedroom behind her, and sat next to him on the bed. She put her arm around him, and held him, with his head upon her ample bosom. Jesse began to cry a little."Hussshh, my niggling Tiger… mamma's gon na make it all alright. Any time you need to feel more like a man, you bring that jolly cock of yours to me, and you shove it in any yap you want. I'll be your sex slave.. Your lady Tiger… Your cum dumpster — Whatever it takes to crap you feel like a man. You're a beautiful man, Jesse. I was worried about you being thoroughly enough for Jenna, but I see I should have worried about Jenna being serious enough for you. You go be Jenna's husband, and father to those baby, but you be my man, my Panthera tigris, my lover."

Jesse sniffled a petty. Linda got him a tissue from the nightstand. He blew his nozzle, and smiled a piddling. Yes, he figured this could work. Suddenly, an amusing idea entered his mind…"Does this pull in me a"SOB ?"and he laughed.

Linda threw a pillow onto the story, and drew Jesse to the bound of the bed, pulling down his two-piece briefs. She pushed him backwards onto the bed, so he could relax totally, and took him into her lip, ever so slowly, concentrating her glossa on the sensitive spot on the underside, behind the head. Jessie groaned in pleasure. She worked and worked on this spot, exerting as a lot pressure as possible, and holding onto his dick with her hand, bobbing in and out, as fast as she could, exerting some suction on the"out"shot, and extra tongue action at law on the"in"accident. Jesse was close to cumming in no time. He knew by now that there was no pauperism to pull away, or warn her in any way. She knew when he was cumming, and she always swallowed his cum. She said he tasted like"more ”. He always smiled at that, and felt like a god for a few transactions afterward.

In a few minutes, he shot a big incumbrance, and she swallowed every fiddling bit.

Luckily, Linda wasn't the variety to wear physical composition, so there were no lip rouge grunge to wash off.

Linda helped him dress, then, after pulling up his bikini briefs.

It was a"smart-casual"matter, which meant"overnice jeans, variation jacket, and a tie."

Jenna was knocking on the door, telling Jesse that the JP was there. Asking why the room access was locked. He said he was dressing, and had been in his underwear, but it was ok now, and her mom was in there with him.

She thought null of it, but said"Mom, get him outside in five hour, ok ? ?

Linda answered,"surely thing, baby !"

Linda braided part of his pilus — the upside, into a beautiful renaissance-style braid, with the back hanging straight down to his ass, and together, they walked downstairs and out to the JP.

The marriage ceremony went off without a hitch, and"A good prison term was had by all."

The honeymoon was just to be a week at the island of Jersey shoring. Linda was keeping one of the kids, and Jesse's family the former. Linda could narrate, though, that the idea of a whole week with just Jenna was beginning to make Jesse very tense. As the reception wore down, Jesse said to Jenna,"Hey, hon, I'm going to go and get a cascade, and get changed, I'm all sweaty from this suit crownwork. You stay out here with the guests until I'm done, then you can go in and changed or whatever you want to do."

Linda followed him in, telling Jenna"I'll get you guys spare towels, and get him some cartridge clip for his hair — so he doesn't get that all wet."

They met in the back bedroom. Jesse was already naked, with a towel wrapped around him. Linda hopped up on the bed, and lifted her wench, to show Jesse that she had zero on underneath…."plow it right in, Tiger, I've been wet all day being cheeseparing to you, and not being capable to equal you. Don't worry about me… this is all about you, Baby.. You cum as soon or as belated as you want — You're in charge… you're the man…. I'm just a fuck-post, do you sympathize ? ? YOUR fuck-post — your fucking fuck-slave… There's nothing I won't do for your pleasure.. do you realise ? ?"

Jesse nodded, and slipped the rubber band shank of her empire-waist style dress up over her tits… Bringing her to the edge of the bed, and putting her legs up over his unassailable biceps, his hands on her breast, rubbing her tit between his digit, he did indeed plow right into her arduous and fast.

There was no timer, as in the first of their clash, thankfully. He lasted no more than than 10 minutes, and fired a monumental cargo out of his shank. He leaned forward, his head upon her breasts ; she let him catch one's breath for a minute or two, before slapping him on the ass, saying"OK, Panthera tigris, you'd better hit that shower, or Jenna will come looking for you. I'm gon na leave alone your load inside me. I want to find it dripping down my stage for the rest of the eve, until this party's over, and then when you're gone, I'm going to masturbate all week long, cerebration of you, my man, my tiger, my lover."

Linda clipped up his hair, and Jesse showered, changing into a more comfortable T-shirt, jeans, and Nikes. [ God he was a gorgeous man. ] Linda thought to herself.

The reception ended, and, with one more than blowjob, while Jenna was in the shower bath, Jesse seemed to ingest his shit together for the honeymoon. While his cock-head was down inside Linda's throat, he asked her if she couldn't come to the shore somehow, while they were there. Linda pulled off of him, and looked up across his beautiful abs and thorax, and said,"If you need me."

"I do."

As Jenna and Jesse were getting make to pass on, Linda said to Jenna that she thought that she and the piffling boy G—— might go to the shore also, although not to the Lapp metropolis, but rather Ocean city, a more"sept"oriented post. Jenna thought that would be nice. In Jesse's overnight bag, Linda placed her cell-phone. She would get another. She only had it for oeuvre, anyway. She had it on silent. She'd visit him, and leave a voice-mail with the inside information and new earphone number.

She'd be at his call, wherever, whenever, for as long as he wanted her.

The fuck-slave of a red-haired Adonis. She wouldn't let herself come in dear with her daughter's hubby, no. She would, however, help him with his humanness egress. Her girl, because of her strong personality, and her need to be in control of everything, all of the metre, had emasculated this gorgeous creature. This was unpardonable. Her own missionary work, then, was to"re-masculate"him. With her, he was a"veridical man."

Even on their honeymoon, she'd be 45 minute of arc away. Ready to absorb or screw her copper-top lover, whenever he needed his manhood reinforced. Whenever he needed to finger sexually dominant, the way a substantial man would, or should, at to the lowest degree at times.

Yes, this she could and would do, and, was it a bad matter if she enjoyed herself in the process ?

Only you, gentle proofreader, can decide that.

THE END