Jesse's Mother-In-Law

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

Do whatever you want with this story, only keep my name attached, please. Please report any and all orgasms arrived at through reading and masturbating to these words. I love knowing that I am deliberately manipulating your intellect into an titillating state. Thanks, and Enjoy. This story is to be considered"fabrication"although it has its basis in"Fact ”. The only reason I'm telling you this, is it might make it all the more sexy for you, and maybe make your orgasms better/stronger/faster.

The sexual tautness 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 call"beautiful"by any means, but she had feature film that were extremely attractive. She had very large titty, for example, natural blonde hair, and a mouth that suggested unwritten sex. When she hugged him, at their first encounter, she held on to him a little too long. Held him to her bosom a piddling too tightly. Hugged him with her other hired hand just a lilliputian too low.

Surely, he was mistaken. Firstly, why would his groom-to-be's mother want to name rise towards him ? Secondly, why him ? He wasn't anything special, really.

As prison term wore on, however, he learned from Jenna, his fiance, that her mother loved long haired guys. wellspring, that might be part of it. Jesse had copper-red hair down to his ass, gathered in a pony-tail most days. For schematic occasions, he had Jenna braid it for him. Either way, his hair was his best feature. He felt like Sampson. Powerless without his hairsbreadth, perhaps.

Jenna thought he was sexy enough. He had broad articulatio humeri, narrow hips, and nicely defined pecs. He didn't work out, or anything, but he did"study"— real work, which kept him fit enough. But he was as freckled as a batrachian, he thought.

The next sentence 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 almost of the day. Linda could barely maintain her hands off of him every time she walked past him, and she made every potential alibi to do precisely that. Although Jenna may not possess been aware of the signal, he certainly was. He was getting hard just thinking of the possibilities.

Jenna had 2 Kid from premature relationships, and they were getting tired and pitiable. She ( Jenna ) said she'd lead them family, and Jesse could derive home in his own motortruck a lilliputian later, when everybody else had gone menage, and aid Linda put everything away. Jesse smiled and said that would be ticket. 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 hired hand on Jesse's ass already.

She led him straight past the early family members who were variously gathering their own things, making preparations to depart, telling them, I'll be decent back, you wait for me before I leave, I just need Jesse's helper 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 rap warp. Getting it open, she undid his jean, and pulled them off, letting them dangle around his mortise joint. Jesse had come commando to the Picnic, as was his impost at his age of 23. He liked to show off what he had to its unspoiled vantage. What he had wasn't anything to be embarrassed about either.. A hefty 7"with the cinch of about a frankfurter in a bun. Nice, thought Linda. Just the rectify size of it for going down on.

Linda laid a duet of towels on the basement floor for her human knee, and knelt right down, coming look to expression with Jesse's"addition to the kinfolk"“ Oh, I just have to see what my Jenna is getting for her fuss, Jesse. I hope you understand."Jesse just nodded his head, unsure of where all of this was going, still.

In one smooth motion, Linda took Jesse's tool into her mouth, and into her throat, all the way. It was no job for her whatsoever. She was a natural at this. Pulling him back out, she went to work on the raw orbit right behind the capitulum on the underside. Jesse was soon groaning in delight, and leaning back on his implements of war, thrusting his articulatio coxae 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 knife to mould that sensitive spot. Jesse threw his principal back in joy, and made More noise. Finally, the noises he was making, his breathing, and the force of his thrusts told her that he was cumming. She put his brain onto her tongue, and bobbed her header in short, ready knife thrust, and he blew his mettle into her sassing, which she swallowed, without losing so much as a drop. She swallowed a few times, took a sip of beer, and then gave him a good, rich, tonsil-rattling kiss — the kind he previously only got from Jenna — [ Like female parent Like Daughter, I guess ] — he thought to himself.

"Let's get rid of these invitee, then we can act as a little more. I still wan na see what else my Jenna is getting."Jesse pulled up his drawers, having a tough time finding where to put his putz, with it being so sensible, and wearing no underclothes, 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 fomite, while Linda said her"goodnights"to everyone. Another half 60 minutes, and they were all alone.

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

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

"Oh, I have something else in mind for our time."Once again, she led him by the bridge player. This time, through the house, and up the stairs, to her chamber. 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 bearer, letting his copper locks flow free.

At that, she just stood back, as his tress fell over each shoulder, down to his navel."Oh my piece of tail God, Jesse. You are one gorgeous bit of manchild. mmm mmm mmm…"She advanced again, ran her finger through his tomentum, 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 boots, jeans, bra and panties, and sat on the bed next to him. He tentatively raised a bridge player to rival her large chest."Go ahead. That's what they're there for !"and she guided his hand right to the biggish nipples. She then straddled him, easily — her hips were wide-set.. his so slender — only a 28"shank and she put his other hand on her early titty. He toyed with them as he never played with any other bosom — truthfully, he'd never had the opportunity to play with any so expectant, before.

He could feel himself hardening against her genital organ, which straddled him, but she was in no hastiness. 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 erecting had grown that it was beginning to invade her even in this position.

"ooo, soul wants to fiddle, too"she said, and she just eased herself backwards, and all of that 7 in slipped inside her without the slightest trouble. She just sat there for a little while, feeling him inside her, with him wanting to strike inside her just a little, just to palpate a fiddling something. Instead, she leaned forward, and gave him some more of those kisses… Oh God, what a unknown sensation… he felt"wanted, hunted, and taken"from those kisses, and I guess that was the true State of things, but if he was ‘ taken ’, he wished she'd make out him already. It was almost as if she'd show his mind, because just then, Linda pinned Jesse's wrists to the bed, over his read/write head, and began, ever so slowly, to sit 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 question again."That's not an answer, Jesse."

Jesse summoned up every bit of brain force he had, and replied,"yes, I do like that very much, but I don't seem to induce the great power of lecture when I'm impression — you know — good."

"Aww.. poor Jesse. So we need to name you find bad, if we want to verbalize to you during sex ?"

"umm. I guess so."

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

"Huh ?"

"Do you piece of tail Good Enough ? ?"

"Uh..I don't know…

"I'm supposed to let you just marry my daughter and you don't know if you fuck salutary enough ? Oh THIS will never do.."

Linda got off of Jesse, went into a dresser drawer, and produced a great clock-like affair."This, My Copper-Top Lover, is a forward counting timer. Like a big stopwatch. You have 45 minutes to make me cum. regulation are, your dick has to be inside me at all fourth dimension. Otherwise, you can do whatever you like, unless I tell you"no"… OK ? ?"

"Uh…OK… And if I Fail ?"

"Then, you either break up with Jenna, or, you keep practicing with me until you succeed. After all, you haven't set a day of the month yet, have you ?"

"Uh, no, we haven't."

"wellspring then.. If you suck, we have time for"alterative fuck 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 timer 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 experience excited… He was OK being Linda's"fuck toy"for awhile, although he had no theme how to integrate those touch sensation into his touch for Jenna. Was Linda really unplayful about needing to be"up to standard"before marrying Jenna ? Ugh — he sure hoped not, because he doubted he could ever make a fair sex cum just from his cock. Although he'd really like to learn how.

Jesse jacked himself like weirdo, seeing Linda on the bed, those big bosom looking so inviting — the blond pilus at her vagina looking welcoming… knowing how heavenly she felt inside already, he knew he'd never hold out 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 genius at sucking cock… why couldn't they just exercise more cock-sucking ? He loved that piece of it.. He sucked those nipples… nipples that had breast-fed the charwoman he was going to get hitched with — that was hott in a strange, quirky kinda way… yeah, that made him harder and harder… and then, finally, he sank his pecker plate in that ridiculously wet and soft vagina.

Oh lamb god… he wasn't going to hold out 5 minutes, let alone 45. He wasn't going to in conclusion 3 instant if he moved much. aww.. fuck… he knew this would happen. He reached one hand up above Linda's top dog, for balance wheel, and the other one, well, the other one went on"clitoris duty"— doing anything at all it could to cause her make any kind of audio of pleasure whatsoever… rubbing over it lightly… pushing on it, and moving it… pushing hard and rubbing hard. like the sensitive spot on the undersurface of a guy's cock… yeah, that seemed to help a lot, truly…. could he lead a fuck stroking now ? ? please ? ? near god in Shangri-la, just one ? ? He did, and he came instantly inside her. FUCK ! ! cocksucker ! ! NOOO ! OK… she didn't say he couldn't cum. did she ? No, not really. He could, then, in hypothesis, sustain on doing what he was doing, as long as his cock was still inside.

He figured he may as well stroke now. It's not like he'd cum. So, he began Light, well-off pumping. His stopcock was sensitive, and didn't really appreciate it, but still, he figured Linda would. Still, he kept working with his disengage hand, on her clitoris.

After a fiddling while, she seemed to be getting More and more excited, and he hoped that an sexual climax was starting for her.. he looked at the timer…. 25 minutes… OK.. maybe, just maybe, she might be ready…. as far as he was concerned, 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 pollex on her clitoris, and rubbing it severely and immobile. Yes, she was cumming. Finally ! ! Although, when he started cumming again, she stopped him, by planting her long 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 edge, and she drew him to her, by putting her arms around his slender waist….. oh yes, she wanted him, but she wanted him severe.

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

Oh God, was she really inviting him into her plump, but muscular ass ? He guessed so, by the KY gelatin. He'd tried this with other women, but mostly it ended badly. So he'd never had a successful anal-sex experience with a cleaning lady before. He really wanted this. He squirted a hefty amount of lube into her waiting ass, and began by inserting 2 digit into her, and moving them in and out a little bit. At this, she moaned, and thrust herself back upon his fingers, meter and again.. Oh, god.. he got harder and strong at this. Then he inserter 3, then 4 finger's breadth — she expanded easily for this… he worked these in and out of her, and she began to moan…"ooooaohhh.."Her own hand found its way to her clitoris, and she was working on that herself… great… [ one less thing ] he thought…

Finally, he lubed his"hot dog in the bun"and slowly inserted it inside her… she clamped down in immunity ( intentionally, perhaps ), so that he had to use a keen deal of force to get himself inside, and she screamed a little as he finally reached the end of his travel. To him, it felt heavenly.. not balmy and warm and wet, like vagina, but hard, and hefty, and tight — altogether unlike. Jesse had even tried to"top"with male child, but it never worked out right, either.. just bad storage that always kept it from happening, but this clip, to his amazement, he was having anal sex, properly, and it was going just great.

Linda turned her head around again, and whispered,"Fuck me, nooky me backbreaking, Tiger, if you can…"Inside his head, the word"Tiger"stuck… he felt rather like a Tiger… Big big cat, like king of beasts and Tigers fuck the females in their"grouping"up to 50 meter per day, because the female are poly-fecund — meaning they can carry cubs from more than one founding father — this utmost amount of mating ensures that all of the cubs will be theirs, and not those of some other male.. Yeah, he was the Male Panthera tigris for this radical of females… both mother and daughter… and when they wanted to, he'd fuck them as much as he could.

He fucked her ass, and he fucked her hard. Once in a while, she'd let out a piffling scream, as he bottomed out in her ass, time and again. Having cum just a piffling patch ago, though, he lasted a good piece. When he finally did cum, the timer was way over the 1:45 German mark. He collapsed on top of Linda, forcing her flat onto the bed. She reached her hand back, and pulled some of his copper-red hair's-breadth 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 basic hygienics of sex. Finally she said to him."You'd better go and exact a piss, to clean out your interior, and wash the outside of that sweetmeat, honey. — You don't want an infection, sister. Then you'd near get home to Jenna ; she'll be wondering where you got to.

Jesse cleaned up, came back to the bedroom to chip in Linda a goodbye buss, like any dutiful son-in-law would, then left the sign. As Linda heard his truck scratch line in the driveway, she thought,"Wow, Jenna picked a succeeder this time."

All the patch, until the wedding, Linda would call Jesse for"help"with assorted household problem, like clogged drainage, getting affair down off the noodle, putting things down in the basement, etc… each task was"duly rewarded"at least by a blowjob, if not a fuck, or an anal fuck.

Finally the marriage ceremony day was upon them. The wedding was to be held in Linda's back yard. A tent was erected, and all was in training. Jenna's friends were helping her get set in Linda's bedroom. Jesse, however, was to get dressed in the bantam back bedroom of the townhouse. Linda said she'd go assist him, and try to keep him tranquil.

When she got there, he was just sitting on the bed, in his bikini briefs, as if he had the rug pulled out from under him, psychologically.

"What's the matter, 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 great girl and all, but she treats me more like one of the child, than her hubby already. How is it going to be once we're married ? When do I get to palpate like a man ? The only fourth dimension I do, is when I come here, and you, pardon my frankness, suck my cock. THEN, I feel like a man."

"If we stopped our cock-sucking sessions, do you reckon you could still be a goodness husband and father ?"Linda asked solemnly, realizing there was something More going on here than cold feet.

"I don't think I could even be a man without those, Linda, to be honest. All I'll ever be is a lump and Ernst Boris Chain around Jenna's ankle joint, and a babysitter. I don't think I could even get to love to her without our niggling"injections"of manhood."

Linda locked the doorway of the bedroom behind her, and sat adjacent to him on the bed. She put her arm around him, and held him, with his headland upon her sizable bosom. Jesse began to cry a little."Hussshh, my little Tiger… momma's gon na make it all alright. Any metre you need to feel more like a man, you bring that pretty cock of yours to me, and you shove it in any pickle you want. I'll be your sex slave.. Your ma'am Tiger… Your cum dumpster — Whatever it takes to seduce you find like a man. You're a beautiful man, Jesse. I was worried about you being unspoiled enough for Jenna, but I see I should consume worried about Jenna being dependable enough for you. You go be Jenna's husband, and father to those sister, but you be my man, my tiger, my lover."

Jesse sniffled a little. Linda got him a tissue from the nightstand. He blew his nose, and smiled a trivial. Yes, he figured this could go. Suddenly, an amusing thought entered his mind…"Does this take me a"motherfucker ?"and he laughed.

Linda threw a pillow onto the flooring, and drew Jesse to the border of the bed, pulling down his bikini brief. She pushed him backwards onto the bed, so he could relax totally, and took him into her mouth, ever so slowly, concentrating her knife on the sensitive fleck on the underside, behind the chief. Jessie groaned in pleasure. She worked and worked on this slur, exerting as often pressure as possible, and holding onto his shaft with her deal, bobbing in and out, as fasting as she could, exerting some suction on the"out"solidus, and redundant tongue activeness on the"in"stroke. Jesse was airless to cumming in no time. He knew by now that there was no need to attract 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 than ”. He always smiled at that, and felt like a god for a few minutes afterward.

In a few proceedings, he shot a big load, and she swallowed every slight bit.

Luckily, Linda wasn't the sort to wear makeup, so there were no lipstick brand to lap off.

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

It was a"smart-casual"affair, which meant"nice jeans, sport jacket, and a tie."

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

She thought nothing of it, but said"Mom, get him outside in five second, ok ? ?

Linda answered,"for sure matter, infant !"

Linda braided part of his whisker — the tops, into a beautiful renaissance-style braid, with the game dangling straight down to his ass, and together, they walked downstairs and out to the JP.

The wedding party went off without a hitch, and"A unspoilt time was had by all."

The honeymoon was just to be a week at the Jersey Shore. Linda was keeping one of the nestling, and Jesse's kinfolk the early. Linda could tell, though, that the estimate of a wholly week with just Jenna was beginning to make Jesse very tense. As the receipt wore down, Jesse said to Jenna,"Hey, hon, I'm going to go and get a shower, and get changed, I'm all sweaty from this suit jacket. 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 superfluous towels, and get him some clipping 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 annulus, to show Jesse that she had nada on underneath…."plow it right in, Tiger, I've been wet all day being near to you, and not being able to touch you. Don't worry about me… this is all about you, Baby.. You cum as soon or as late as you want — You're in charge… you're the man…. I'm just a fuck-post, do you empathise ? ? YOUR fuck-post — your fucking fuck-slave… There's nothing I won't do for your pleasure.. do you understand ? ?"

Jesse nodded, and slipped the pliable waist of her empire-waist style dress up over her tits… Bringing her to the bound of the bed, and putting her leg up over his strong biceps, his hands on her chest, rubbing her nipples between his finger's breadth, he did indeed plow right into her gruelling and fast.

There was no timer, as in the first of their coming upon, thankfully. He lasted no more than 10 proceedings, and fired a massive payload out of his cannon. He leaned forward, his head upon her breasts ; she let him rest for a bit or two, before slapping him on the ass, saying"OK, tiger, you'd better hit that shower bath, or Jenna will occur looking for you. I'm gon na impart your burden inside me. I want to feel it dripping down my legs for the rest of the even, until this political party's over, and then when you're gone, I'm going to fuck off all week long, thinking of you, my man, my Panthera tigris, my lover."

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

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

"I do."

As Jenna and Jesse were getting quick to leave behind, Linda said to Jenna that she thought that she and the fiddling boy G—— might go to the shore also, although not to the same city, but rather Ocean City, a more"family"oriented place. 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 work, anyway. She had it on silent. She'd hollo him, and leave alone a voice-mail with the detail and new phone number.

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

The fuck-slave of a red-haired genus Adonis. She wouldn't let herself fall in honey with her daughter's husband, no. She would, however, help him with his manhood effect. Her daughter, because of her strong personality, and her pauperism to be in control of everything, all of the time, had emasculated this gorgeous creature. This was unpardonable. Her own delegacy, then, was to"re-masculate"him. With her, he was a"real man."

Even on their honeymoon, she'd be 45 minutes away. Ready to breastfeed or have it away her copper-top lover, whenever he needed his manhood reinforced. Whenever he needed to feel sexually dominant, the way a material man would, or should, at least at multiplication.

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

Only you, blue-blooded subscriber, can resolve that.

THE END