Jesse's Mother-In-Law

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Copyright, 2012, Patricia blade ( glassnegman @ yahoo.com )

Do whatever you want with this story, only keep my gens attached, please. Please cover any and all sexual climax arrived at through interpretation and masturbating to these words. I love knowing that I am deliberately manipulating your mind into an erotic state. Thanks, and Enjoy. This narration is to be considered"Fiction"although it has its basis in"Fact ”. The only reason I'm telling you this, is it might hit it all the more sexy for you, and maybe make your sexual climax better/stronger/faster.

The sexual stress 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 scream"beautiful"by any means, but she had feature article that were extremely attractive. She had very vauntingly breasts, for representative, innate blonde hair, and a oral fissure that suggested oral sex. When she hugged him, at their commencement meeting, she held on to him a little too long. Held him to her heart a small too tightly. Hugged him with her former hired hand just a little too low.

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

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

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

The succeeding time he was with Jenna's mother, was at a kin Bar-B-Que, at her female parent, Linda's house… It was a hot day, and Jesse was shirtless most of the day. Linda could barely keep her manpower off of him every time she walked past him, and she made every possible excuse to do precisely that. Although Jenna may not have been aware of the signs, he certainly was. He was getting hard just thinking of the possibilities.

Jenna had 2 kids from premature family relationship, and they were getting tired and execrable. She ( Jenna ) said she'd take them home, and Jesse could follow abode in his own truck a minuscule later, when everybody else had gone house, and help Linda put everything away. Jesse smiled and said that would be delicately. He kissed Jenna and the child 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 hand on Jesse's ass already.

She led him straight past the other crime syndicate fellow member who were variously gathering their own things, making preparations to quit, telling them, I'll be mightily back, you wait for me before I leave, I just need Jesse's help with something in the cellar.

And, once in the cellar, she barred the door, and set him up upon the drier, and immediately started fumbling with his belt ammunition warp. Getting it unfastened, she undid his blue jean, and pulled them off, letting them dangle around his ankle joint. Jesse had come commando to the pushover, as was his usance at his age of 23. He liked to register off what he had to its proficient reward. 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 rightfield sizing for going down on.

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

In one smoothen motion, Linda took Jesse's cock into her mouth, and into her throat, all the way. It was no problem for her whatsoever. She was a natural at this. Pulling him back out, she went to work on the sensitive field right behind the fountainhead on the underside. Jesse was soon groaning in pleasance, and leaning back on his arms, thrusting his rose hip 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 put to work that sensitive spot. Jesse threw his capitulum back in pleasure, and made more randomness. Finally, the noise he was making, his ventilation, and the force of his thrusts told her that he was cumming. She put his head onto her tongue, and bobbed her promontory in short, promptly thrusts, and he blew his spunk into her mouth, which she swallowed, without losing so much as a fall. She swallowed a few time, took a sip of beer, and then gave him a serious, mystifying, tonsil-rattling kiss — the sort he previously only got from Jenna — [ Like Mother Like girl, I guess ] — he thought to himself.

"Let's get rid of these client, then we can play a little more. I still wan na see what else my Jenna is getting."Jesse pulled up his trouser, having a rugged sentence finding where to put his tool, with it being so sensitive, and wearing no underclothes, but he figured it out.

Leaving the basement together, Jesse followed Linda back out onto the patio, helping mass carry their belonging back to their vehicles, while Linda said her"goodnights"to everyone. Another one-half hour, and they were all alone.

"Oh, Jesse, we can let the rest of this batch for the morning. Tomorrow's Billy 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 manus. This sentence, through the house, 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 question, and removed the ponytail holder, letting his copper locks flow free.

At that, she just stood back, as his braid fell over each berm, down to his navel."Oh my screwing God, Jesse. You are one gorgeous bit of manchild. mmm mmm mmm…"She advanced again, ran her fingers through his hair, and then opened his trouser 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 charge, dungaree, bra and scanty, and sat on the bed following to him. He tentatively raised a hand to concern her prominent breasts."Go ahead. That's what they're there for !"and she guided his script right to the biggish nipples. She then straddled him, easily — her pelvic arch were wide-set.. his so slender — only a 28"waistline and she put his other paw on her early bosom. He toyed with them as he never played with any other breasts — truthfully, he'd never had the opportunity to act with any so orotund, before.

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

"ooo, somebody wants to play, too"she said, and she just eased herself backwards, and all of that 7 inches slipped inside her without the slender difficulty. She just sat there for a little while, feeling him inside her, with him wanting to locomote inside her just a little, just to feel a slight something. Instead, she leaned forward, and gave him some to a greater extent of those kisses… Oh God, what a strange sensation… he felt"wanted, hunted, and taken"from those osculation, and I guess that was the dead on target state of matter, but if he was ‘ taken ’, he wished she'd lie with him already. It was almost as if she'd scan his mind, because just then, Linda pinned Jesse's wrists to the bed, over his promontory, and began, ever so slowly, to cod 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 brain power he had, and replied,"yes, I do like that very much, but I don't seem to have the index of speech when I'm feeling — you know — good."

"Aww.. short Jesse. So we need to make you feel bad, if we want to talk to you during sex ?"

"umm. I guess so."

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

"Huh ?"

"Do you Fuck Good enough ? ?"

"Uh..I don't know…

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

Linda got off of Jesse, went into a dresser draftsman, and produced a tumid clock-like thing."This, My Copper-Top lover, is a forward counting timekeeper. Like a heavy stopwatch. You have 45 hour to take in me cum. formula 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 split up up with Jenna, or, you keep practicing with me until you win. After all, you haven't set a date yet, have you ?"

"Uh, no, we haven't."

"wellspring then.. If you suck, we have time for"alterative shtup schooltime"…"

"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 surd now.

"fountainhead, 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 finger excited… He was OK being Linda's"fuck toy"for awhile, although he had no thought how to mix those feelings into his tone 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 tool. Although he'd really like to learn how.

Jesse jacked himself like crazy, seeing Linda on the bed, those big breasts looking so inviting — the blonde hairsbreadth at her vagina looking welcoming… knowing how heavenly she felt inside already, he knew he'd never finis 45 proceedings, 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 lip, that was so wiz 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 womanhood he was going to splice — that was hott in a strange, nappy kinda way… yeah, that made him harder and harder… and then, finally, he sank his cock habitation in that ridiculously wet and balmy vagina.

Oh dearest god… he wasn't going to last 5 moment, let alone 45. He wasn't going to live on 3 moment if he moved much. aww.. fuck… he knew this would take place. He reached one hand up above Linda's head, for Libra the Scales, and the former one, well, the other one went on"clitoris tariff"— doing anything at all it could to have her make any kind of phone of pleasure whatsoever… rubbing over it lightly… pushing on it, and moving it… pushing intemperate and rubbing hard. like the sensitive dapple on the underside of a guy's cock… yeah, that seemed to help a lot, truly…. could he take a fuck cerebrovascular accident now ? ? delight ? ? beloved god in heaven, just one ? ? He did, and he came instantly inside her. roll in the hay ! ! 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 cock was still inside.

He figured he may as well stroke now. It's not like he'd cum. So, he began light, easily pumping. His turncock was spiritualist, and didn't really apprize it, but still, he figured Linda would. Still, he kept working with his detached handwriting, on her clitoris.

After a little while, she seemed to be getting more 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 concern, he was actually beginning to get arduous once again. Slowly, even though he was still pumping through all of this, he was getting hard. Maybe that would aid her, too.

He started fucking her hard in earnest, just keeping his pollex on her clit, and rubbing it hard and truehearted. 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 exquisitely, because his screech sent her over the edge, and she drew him to her, by putting her weapons system 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 thermionic vacuum tube of KY jelly, which she tossed at him. At this, she got on all quadruplet, and turned her head to whisper"bicycle seat up, cowman"….

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 fair sex before. He really wanted this. He squirted a powerful measure of lube into her waiting ass, and began by inserting 2 fingers into her, and moving them in and out a little bit. At this, she moaned, and thrust herself back upon his fingers, clip and again.. Oh, god.. he got harder and harder at this. Then he inserter 3, then 4 fingers — 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 clit, and she was working on that herself… great… [ one to a lesser extent affair ] 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 great mint of military group to get himself inside, and she screamed a little as he finally reached the end of his travelling. To him, it felt heavenly.. not indulgent and tender and wet, like vagina, but hard, and muscular, and loaded — altogether different. 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 meter, to his astonishment, he was having anal sex, properly, and it was going just great.

Linda turned her head around again, and whispered,"screw me, Fuck me hard, tiger, if you can…"Inside his head, the word"tiger"stuck… he felt rather like a Tiger… Big Cats, like Lions and Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam fuck the female in their"chemical group"up to 50 metre per day, because the female person are poly-fecund — meaning they can carry cubs from Thomas More than one Fatherhood — this extreme amount of mating ensures that all of the lad will be theirs, and not those of some other male.. Yeah, he was the Male Tiger for this mathematical group 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 little screaming, as he bottomed out in her ass, time and again. Having cum just a little while ago, though, he lasted a good while. When he finally did cum, the timer was way over the 1:45 mark. He collapsed on top of Linda, forcing her matt onto the bed. She reached her paw back, and pulled some of his copper-red tomentum down over her cheek. She did have sex his hair. He lay there, by the timekeeper, half an hour.. all the while his tool still inside her ass, getting slowly smaller.

Linda was a nursemaid, and knew some of the specifics of canonical hygienics of sex. Finally she said to him."You'd better go and claim a piss, to make clean out your insides, and wash the outside of that sweetmeat, honey. — You don't want an transmission, sister. Then you'd good get home plate to Jenna ; she'll be wondering where you got to.

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

All the while, until the wedding, Linda would call in Jesse for"assistant"with versatile family job, like clogged drains, getting things down off the Ionic, putting things down in the basement, etc… each task was"duly rewarded"at to the lowest degree by a cock sucking, if not a fuck, or an anal retentive screwing.

Finally the nuptials day was upon them. The wedding was to be held in Linda's back yard. A tent was erected, and all was in preparation. Jenna's Friend were helping her get ready in Linda's sleeping accommodation. Jesse, however, was to get dressed in the midget back bedroom of the townhouse. Linda said she'd go help him, and try to save him calm.

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

"What's the subject, Panthera tigris ? ?"

"Huh ?"He looked up at her."I don't know… Do I really want to do this ? 25, and a built-in folk already. Jenna's a with child girl and all, but she treats me more like one of the child, than her husband already. How is it going to be once we're married ? When do I get to feel like a man ? The solely time I do, is when I come here, and you, excuse my candour, go down on my cock. THEN, I feel like a man."

"If we stopped our cock-sucking sessions, do you mean you could still be a serious hubby and father ?"Linda asked solemnly, realizing there was something Sir Thomas More going on here than stale feet.

"I don't think I could even be a man without those, Linda, to be honest. All I'll ever be is a chunk and chain around Jenna's mortise joint, and a babysitter. I don't think I could even arrive at love to her without our little"injections"of manhood."

Linda locked the door of the bedroom behind her, and sat adjacent to him on the bed. She put her arm around him, and held him, with his head upon her plenteous titty. Jesse began to cry a lilliputian."Hussshh, my little Tiger… Momma's gon na make it all alright. Any time you need to feel more like a man, you bring that pretty putz of yours to me, and you shove it in any golf hole you want. I'll be your sex slave.. Your noblewoman Tiger… Your cum dumpster — Whatever it takes to make you feel like a man. You're a beautiful man, Jesse. I was worried about you being good enough for Jenna, but I see I should have worried about Jenna being good enough for you. You go be Jenna's husband, and begetter to those sister, but you be my man, my tiger, my lover."

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

Linda threw a pillow onto the floor, and drew Jesse to the edge of the bed, pulling down his bikini briefs. She pushed him backwards onto the bed, so he could relax totally, and took him into her backtalk, ever so slowly, concentrating her glossa on the sensitive spot on the bottom, behind the brain. Jessie groaned in pleasure. She worked and worked on this dapple, exerting as much insistency as potential, and holding onto his shaft with her hand, bobbing in and out, as fast as she could, exerting some suction on the"out"apoplexy, and superfluous clapper military action on the"in"stroke. Jesse was penny-pinching to cumming in no time. He knew by now that there was no demand 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"Thomas More ”. He always smiled at that, and felt like a god for a few minutes afterward.

In a few minute, he shot a big burden, and she swallowed every little bit.

Luckily, Linda wasn't the form to wear off constitution, so there were no lipstick blot to launder off.

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

It was a"smart-casual"affair, which meant"squeamish jeans, mutation crown, and a tie."

Jenna was knocking on the doorway, telling Jesse that the JP was there. Asking why the threshold 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 nothing of it, but said"Mom, get him outside in five minutes, ok ? ?

Linda answered,"Sure matter, baby !"

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

The wedding went off without a hitch, and"A good clip was had by all."

The honeymoon was just to be a hebdomad at the NJ shore. Linda was keeping one of the shaver, and Jesse's family the other. Linda could assure, though, that the idea of a whole week with just Jenna was beginning to make water Jesse very tense. As the reception 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 of clothes crown. 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 surplus towels, and get him some clips for his hair — so he doesn't get that all wet."

They met in the rearward bedroom. Jesse was already defenseless, with a towel wrapped around him. Linda hopped up on the bed, and lifted her dame, to shew Jesse that she had zip on underneath…."plow it right in, tiger, I've been wet all day being finish to you, and not being able-bodied to stir you. Don't trouble about me… this is all about you, Baby.. You cum as soon or as belatedly as you want — You're in charge… you're the man…. I'm just a fuck-post, do you understand ? ? YOUR fuck-post — your fucking fuck-slave… There's nothing I won't do for your pleasure.. do you see ? ?"

Jesse nodded, and slipped the elastic waist of her empire-waist style frock up over her tits… Bringing her to the edge of the bed, and putting her legs up over his stiff biceps, his script on her breasts, rubbing her nipples between his fingerbreadth, he did indeed turn right into her hard and dissolute.

There was no timer, as in the number one of their encounters, thankfully. He lasted no more than 10 minutes, and fired a massive freight out of his cannon. He leaned forward, his pass upon her breasts ; she let him perch for a min or two, before slapping him on the ass, saying"OK, tiger, you'd break hit that shower, or Jenna will issue forth looking for you. I'm gon na leave your load inside me. I want to feel it dripping down my stage for the relaxation of the even, until this party's over, and then when you're gone, I'm going to masturbate all week long, mentation of you, my man, my tiger, my lover."

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

The response ended, and, with one More blowjob, while Jenna was in the shower, Jesse seemed to deliver his diddlysquat 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 bureau, and said,"If you need me."

"I do."

As Jenna and Jesse were getting quick to go forth, Linda said to Jenna that she thought that she and the little boy G—— might go to the shore also, although not to the same city, but rather ocean metropolis, a more"family"oriented shoes. Jenna thought that would be nice. In Jesse's all-night bag, Linda placed her cell-phone. She would get another. She only had it for work, anyway. She had it on silent. She'd song him, and leave a voice-mail with the detail and new phone number.

She'd be at his birdcall, 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 love with her daughter's married man, no. She would, however, help him with his humanity offspring. Her daughter, because of her strong personality, and her need to be in control of everything, all of the time, had emasculated this gorgeous creature. This was unpardonable. Her own foreign mission, then, was to"re-masculate"him. With her, he was a"real man."

Even on their honeymoon, she'd be 45 mo away. Ready to wet-nurse or fuck her copper-top lover, whenever he needed his manhood reinforced. Whenever he needed to feel sexually dominant, the way a real man would, or should, at to the lowest degree at time.

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

Only you, gentle reader, can make up one's mind that.

THE END