I 've never posted anything I 've written before, but there is a low gear time for
everything. Like with sex, your for the first time meter is usually a short clumsy and
awkward, but you still seem to enjoy it, and if you 're favorable, the others enjoy
it too.

Let me start with a little background for you. I'm a big guy, 6 infantry tall and about 290 pounds. My married woman is only 5'4"and chubby at over 200 Ezra Pound herself. She has a great set of 38DD teat that I can't get enough of. The way they swing when we fuck doggy flair drives me crazy. My wife's mother is about 5'3"and quite a bit small at about 160 lb and as far as I can tell she probably has B cup tits. Ever since her female parent learned that my married woman and I were fucking before we got married, she was jealous and was always trying to"accidentally"see me naked. I didn't actually try to prevent her, and you might say I even tried to facilitate her without being blatant.

Now on to the site that happened several years ago. My wife was diagnosed with a condition which meant she would need a hysterectomy. Her mother offered to come to our planetary house and stay for a while to be there when she had the surgery and to help out around the house after the surgery with some of the thing my married woman couldn't do. She arrived a duo days before the surgery was scheduled and settled in to the node way next to the master bedroom.

One thing about my married woman that I really enjoy is that she likes to get it on commencement thing in the morning, and me, being a fairly typical guy, I like to be intimate whenever I can, so that works out well for us. My married woman has learned to be a bit of a screecher, and she gets embarrassed when someone else hears us, so that means we generally don't have sex when we have visitors.

The day before her surgery, I convince my wife that we should eff one more time because after her operating room, we weren't sure how long it would be before we would be able to have sex again. She was a little reluctant with her mother in the next room, but with a little coaxing, and some proper tantalization, she finally agreed.

I pulled out all the blockage to arrive at sure that she enjoyed this nookie since it would be the concluding either of us would get for a piece. I started by sucking on her tit while fingering her pussycat. I learned many years before we got married that this was one of the fastest ways to loosen her up. Next I progressed to eating her out while pinching her nipples. This got her so emotional she was begging me to just fuck her. I moved up and started to ease my cock into her pussy. I'm not Brobdingnagian, at about 7-7.5"long fully hard, but I am fairly big around at about 1.75"in diameter. After I get it all the way in, I start to slowly pump in her slit, then I suddenly pull it all the way out and go back to eating her puss out.

She clamps her peg around my foreland and practically wow,"stop consonant TEASING AND JUST FUCK MY cunt ! ! !"I stop licking her pussy and start sliding my cock in again, this fourth dimension she is humping up to get me in faster. It doesn't take long for both of us to orgasm together and I collapse onto the bed beside her.

She playfully slaps me and distinguish me that was for teasing her like that, as he gets up to go to the bathroom and get a shower. While my wife was in the shower, I heard her mother leave the guest room and go into the vestibule can and pop her shower. Remembering that her mother was always a bit overjealous of us, I wondered just how much she heard of our fucking ( knowing she had to have heard at least some of it ). After we had all showered and gotten a bit of breakfast, I drove the ladies around so her mom could take my wife shopping before her surgical process. After a long day shopping, we had dinner at one of our darling local restaurant and called it a night.

The the surgery was scheduled for Fri ( tomorrow ) and we had to be at the hospital by 9:00am. We stayed with my married woman as long as we could until they took her for operating theatre. A few hours later the doctor came out and told us there had been a few pocket-sized complicatedness, but everything was hunky-dory, she would just demand a little Thomas More time to reclaim. He told us that she was in the post-op recovery now, and she would be moved into her room in a few minute, so we should go get something to eat while we waited. He mom hugged me close as we walked to the hospital cafeteria to see something for our lunch. While we ate, her mom seemed nervous, and didn't talk much, but I figured she was just as interest about my married woman ( her daughter ) as I was. When they finally brought my wife to her hospital room, she was still quite groggy and drugged up. She recognized us and even managed to give us both small squeeze and buss. We stayed until about 8:00pm when the nurses made us leave so my wife could get some rest and recover. When we walked out to our car it was still 98 stage and probably about 90 % humidity. The car was even spicy having been closed up in the sun all day. We both had sudor rolling off us until the AC finally started to cool things down. When we finally got back to the planetary house I realized that the AC was still running full clap and I was starting to get cuckoo blow, and I got a promptly glimpse of a rock hard mammilla showing through my mother-in-law's shirt. We parked and just the brusque walk from the car to the house had us both covered in sweat again. My MIL quickly disappeared to her room while I managed to get us a light dinner to eat. She returned a few minutes later wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants. We sat to eat the sandwiches I had made and she seemed to be nervous again. I asked her if she was OK, and she said she was just worried about her daughter after the surgical operation.

The next day was Saturday, the offset full day after her surgery. We spent the day sitting in the infirmary way with her and late in the afternoon. When her mom went to use the bathroom, my wife asked me to get he mom out of there as she was driving her weirdo and making her feel worse, so I told her I would see what I could do. About 7:30pm that evening, my wife finally convinced her mom that my wife needed to get some quietus and I practically dragged her out of the hospital. It was another extremely hot day, except this time I managed to win over my MIL to end for dinner on the way dwelling. We chit-chatted some about my work and other little things. It was probably 10:00pm before we finally got abode. Once again, she disappeared and changed into the sweatpants and T-shirt, but tonight the shirt seemed a fiddling tighter and thinner. We sat on the lounge and watched a lilliputian TV to serve unroll. I couldn't help but notice her nipple poking against her shirt again, except this sentence, it wasn't so common cold in the room.

I flipped thought some channels to see what was on, accidentally hitting a porn communication channel and fumbling with the remote to try to get that image off the blind. I apologized to my MIL for that and she surprised me by saying that it was OK, she knew I was a guy and that I would need a lot of that for a piece until her girl recovered enough to fulfill my indigence again. Next she proceeded to say that she had heard us the dawning a few days ago and that my wife & I must have a"fulfilling"sex life. I could see her cheeks flushing a but and her nipples hardening as she spoke. A little embarrassed myself, I apologized for making so much noise the former day and said that my wife & I actually really enjoyed sex and that we had arrived at a few rules in our star sign. Whenever she wanted sex, I gladly provided her with whatever she asked for. In interchange, she set aside Lord's Day for"my prison term"in which whatever I wanted she would try her upright to do. She only had a few things she refused to do and that I had to stop doing something if she told me to. Other than that, I could do practically whatever I wanted with her torso on Dominicus. After that we were both a little embarrassed and decided it was sentence for bed.

After our little incident in the life room, I had some difficulty getting to slumber, so I turned on the ceiling fan and stripped off my apparel laying on top the covering fire and intellection of fucking my wife and how her mother was acting.

In the morning I started to wake up hearing haphazardness. I was hearing my MIL walking from her client elbow room to the vestibule bathroom and back several clip, but it sounded like she was pausing mid stride as she did so. I laid there still slowly waking up and felt the poise breeze from the cap fan on my hard hammer and balls and I remembered having problem getting to sleep the former night. I opened my eyes and saw my bedroom doorway about half open and I heard my MIL again heading from the bathroom to her guest sleeping room. Once again she paused and looked through the outdoors door. I quickly realized that she was looking at my pecker as she hadn't even noticed my centre were undetermined when she looked in. I decided to"play along"so as she moved about in the guest beed room, I quickly got out of bed and stood future to the door like I was using it to equilibrise myself so that when she walked out of the guest sleeping accommodation door she would be face to cheek with me, except I was standing there fully nude statue and with a knockout on.

When she walked out of the doorway, she wasn't expecting me, so she was a bit storm. He eyes instantly glued to my hard shaft, as I mumbled"good morning, did you sleep well ?"her hands moved to her mouth in an hyperbolise gasp allowing her robe to spread out a little in the front, but her center still remained glued to my cock. I stepped up to her and asked her if she got a good smell and if she liked what she saw. She started to turn lustrous red as I told her that I knew she had been looking in at me on the bed and if I had left the door unfold or if she had opened it.

Next I said that since she was there to help with things her daughter couldn't do around the house because of the operation, that I could cogitate of a few things depending upon how serious she was with her whirl. She moved her hands down pulling the front of her robe afford exposing her nude organic structure to me asking if that answered my motion.

I slid the robe off her shoulders and sucked a nipple into my sass while my hand instinctively reached for her pussycat. She quivered a little as I gently sucked and rubbed. I lifted my straits and asked her if she would like me to usher her what I had done with her girl the other morning when she overheard us ( and masturbated herself while listening to us hump ) ?

I pulled her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. I resumed sucking her mammilla and caressing her slit tone her get wetting agent and wetter as I gently stroked her occasionally rubbing her button sending a jolt through her soundbox when I did. As I moved down to start licking her slit, she seemed a little hinder when she asked what I was doing. I told her that I was going to do to her what I did to her daughter the early day. She said she had never had a guy perform viva sex on her before and she was skittish. I told her that her daughter and I had never experienced it before we started with each other and that we both really enjoyed it now. She reluctantly opened her legs and let me begin. I leaned in and inhaled her musky aroma deeply making my prick get a little harder just before I started to lick. I started off with some yearn slowly, patrician licks before I moved to doing a legal brief tongue roll in the hay academic session, followed by some button sucking. She was biting her lip and trying to hold back it all inside when I told her that it would finger even full if she stopped fighting it and just let it all out. Let herself go, groan, cry, screeching whatever she felt, let it happen. She slowly opened up and started to moan a bit. Then she got a bit louder, and gradually even louder. Before she knew it she was screaming at the top of her lungs as she squirted her cum in my back talk. As she collapsed on the bed I slid up next to her and se saw my wet shiny case and apologized for peeing on me. I laughed a little and told her she didn't have it off just how practically she and her daughter were alike. I then explained that she hadn't peed, she squirted, which told me that she had a strong orgasm which she enjoyed. She turned away as her boldness turned brightly red. I told her not to worry, the first time her girl had squirted in my mouth she thought the same thing, but I told her that this was definitely not pee, as it was much sweeter, and thicker. I said that the 1st few times I had tried licking her daughter that I had no thought what I was doing and I was surprised that we both continued allowing me to find out out what pleased her enough to micturate her squirt for me. I explained that most of the clip, she gets so horny that she needs my cock burred thick in her cunt that if she squirts, it's all over my hammer, not my face.

I asked her is she was set to continue"helping out"yet, and she said"YOU mean THERE'S Thomas More ? ? ?"I chucked and said that it was Sunday morning and that I hadn't cum yet, so of trend there was more. She eagerly flung her wooden leg wide open and said,"LET's GET ON WITH THIS THEN !"

I moved between her legs and rubbed my cock point over her slickness pussycat sass, then started to skid it up and down the entire length of her wet pussy. She gasped and arched her back a niggling, so I moved my cock head to the opening of her pussy and slowly and as gently as possible started to push it in. I got a couplet inches in and started to pull it back out when her eyes flew open. Yup, I dropped my facial expression back to her twat and started to bat some more. I only licked a little before I repositioned my rooster back to the entrance to her pussy. This sentence, I slid in a little deeper than I had been before, and worked my way all the way in as slowly as we both would allow. Once I was all the way in she started to rock her hips and said that now she sees why her daughter loves to make out my cock. My cock's not too long, but it is thick and makes her feel so to the full and touches the parts of her she didn't realize she had. I start to slowly pump my prick in and out of her pussy and realize just how often like her girl it really feels.

Next I slide my manus between us and part to massage her clit with my quarter round as my cock is gently gliding in and out of her puss. She starts to moan and thrash as she goes into another climax. After she calms down a bit, I slide out and lay beside her a short to a greater extent. She slowly recovers and I begin to suck her pap again, but this time I don't touching her pussy, and she starts to uprise her hip while I suck her nipple. I reposition myself again and slowly slide all the way into her. This time we gently rock as I'm slowly fucking her, and she is rejoicing in the look of my cock deep in her snatch. I start to pick up my rate a trivial and she feels my cock first to tumefy. She stares directly into my centre and says,"That's it. give me your wax shipment ! I NEED it late in my kitty ! GIVE IT TO ME NOW !"and I unload spurt after spurt of my cum trench in her snatch and she quivers a footling in another, much smaller, orgasm while I cum deep in her. We stay coupled as my tool begins to shrink, then I pull out and drop my face back to her pussy. I start sucking and licking her puss for all I'm worth. She starts to buck on my face and rocks through another knock-down climax. At which point, I then slide up beside her and we cuddle for a few second before she gently kisses me and licks a piddling of the mixture of our cum off my side.

She lets out a weighed down sigh and says that now she is really jealous of her daughter if she gets fucked like that regularly. I chuckle and tell her that we aren't normally like that, but we do sometimes get there.

We take a nimble shower together and get dressed to go see my wife in the hospital again. If things go well, she'll get to fare dwelling today. We spend the day at the hospital with my wife again but this time her mother seems a bit more serenity and that helps my wife relax more. Late in the good afternoon, the doctor stops by and says that he's afraid that my married woman needs to drop another Night in the hospital but that she will be able to go home on Monday. Thant eve as we head out, my MIL perks up a bit and asks"Do you think you'll be needing some to a greater extent help with things around the home this eve ?"

I smile and grab a handful of her ass as we walk to the car ...