The events of this chronicle convey place over the course of 14 years and culminated just recently in a way I could never have imagined. 14 years ago I married my adorable wife Shawna. It was a Hellenic love tarradiddle and still is I surmise. Shawna is set down dead gorgeous, a true milf, she stands 5'3"with very magnanimous innate white meat an angelic fount, jet disgraceful hair, porcelain hide and an unconvincing ass. She looks just about the same as when I married her. I am a very lucky guy.

After courting Shawna for a few months she announced it was clock time to meet her family. She had already shared many of the familiar family secrets. I knew her mother was recently divorced. She had told me that she only married Tom for the money and the constancy that came with it. Her mother had grown up very poor, with little stability in her life sentence. She had become meaning with my wife at the age of only sixteen and had two more kid with Shawna's also-ran father before she was 21. She longed for the stableness that money could work. But, she was an attractive woman and Tom was an unattractive and drilling man. They were together eight twelvemonth when she couldn't take it anymore and wanted to be liberate.

I will never blank out meeting her mother, Jane, for the starting time time. Jane was making dinner for my hereafter wife and sibling and wanted to play this new mystery man she was dating. When I finally met her female parent and sister it was clear that they all shared the like great cistron. Her mother was only 40 years old when I met her that night. She was roughly the same height as my wife, but she had dyed her haircloth blonde. She was the Saami Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe and size as Shawna only Jane didn't receive the gift of orotund rude chest. You could see that the 40 years had been hard on her. She had some seam here and there, but overall there was an indescribable amativeness to Jane. At the prison term, like most men I guess, I gave her a respectable look and thought she was attractive and that was that. I didn't have any overt sexual thinking toward her, after all, I was still in the honeymoon phase of my courtship with Shawna.

As the class went by I found myself becoming more intrigued with Jane. I think the taradiddle my wife shared with me didn't help the movement. I once asked her how it was that Jane was capable to appease in Tom's house while Tom moved into an flat all the while making the house requital for Jane. It couldn't have been maintenance defrayment because shortly after their divorce Tom's job fell apart and he had petitioned to take the defrayment lowered. In fact, all he could afford was that little apartment and I suspected it was because he was still making a requital on his old house. She confided in me that her mother would let Tom derive over and receive sex with her every so often so she could detain in the house. I commented that she told us she was repulsed by Tom, but my wife said her mother could do things like that for money. I didn't believe her so she went on to tell me that before she met Tom she would sometimes let the director of her flat get some too when she couldn't come up with the rent. write up like this sparked a strange desire in me for Jane. A fair sex who looked and acted so innocuous yet was willing to switch sex for money, which I later learned was really just stableness. She craved constancy because of her horrible experiences growing up in a divorced menage with a drunk father who never took caution of his family.

As meter went on, I found myself innocently flirting with Jane. zip crazy just some commentary about how trade good she looked and so on. One night we were all having dinner party at a nice restaurant. After Thomas More than a few spectacles of wine I slipped off my brake shoe and searched out Jane's metrical unit under the mesa. At start she thought someone had just accidentally bumped her. But I ran my animal foot up her sura while staring at her. At this full stop she looked me in the eyes and realized what I was doing. She gave me an awkward smile and moved her leg away. The following sunup when I sobered up I regretted being so bold face and realized that my fantasies for Jane were getting out of control and I needed to cool off it down.

A few old age later, Jane met another flush man whom she adored. They married and she seemed to be capacity. At this stop, Jane was always in the cover of my brain. When I saw her my desire would top out and then die down until the succeeding time. Then something interesting happened.

While at Jane and her new husband microphone's theatre for a party, I received a text from my line collaborator about an significant email that was urgent. I asked Jane if there was a computer I could use and she showed me where it was and left me to my business. While answering the e-mail I couldn't service but notice a man of report that had Jane's email address and what looked like her countersign. The thought of having admission to her electronic mail chronicle and maybe some secret was too tempting of an opportunity to kick the bucket up. I quickly jotted it down and went back to the party.

The next day, alone in my office, I couldn't wait to hack on into her account. And boy was I surprised at what I found. Apparently, Jane was having an social function. It was all there in a long string of electronic mail. The evidence of the affair was obvious. The first idea that popped into my heading was of course, blackmail.

I knew that under convention circumstances any man or woman would be will to go to nifty length to keep this type of damning information from their spouse. But, with Jane I knew it could get to another level. She needed the stability of her marriage with Mike as much as anyone needs oxygen. Couple that with the fact that in her by she had used sex, even sex with hoi polloi who repulsed her, to get that stability and I had myself the complete storm. I went back and Forth River over conditions I could pluck this off. If I could do this to my wife. But, I also knew she would never find out. In the end, I couldn't help myself and gave in to my depravity. I say degeneracy, because after years of fantasizing about Jane I wanted to have her in every way possible. I knew if it worked she would do it, but wouldn't enjoy it considering I was her son-in-law. But, in my mind I was going to force her to enjoy it.

At this point in the tale, Jane is 53 and I am 37. She still looked great, but she added a new lineament a few years back, breast implants. To me they looked grand and helped fill out her already curvy number. I bided my time until microphone went out of Town on business. Then, I called Jane and asked if I could take up one of microphone's cock. Sure, she replied, come on over.
I have to admit, walking up to her planetary house I was a nervous wreck. Could I really go through with this ? I rang the doorbell and there she was.

"hello Jane, nice to see you again."

"Hi Kent, come up on in. Go ahead and get whatever you need, you know where his putz are ripe than I do."

It was time. Now or never, I had to go through with it. I had to hold her.

"Jane, can I talk to you for a secondment ?"

"Sure what's on your mind ?"

With that, I pulled out the envelope containing all the validation of her involvement. She asked what it was and I replied, just spread out it. As she looked at the document, all the coloring drained from her face. She flipped through them quickly, knowing exactly what they were. Then she became enraged.

"Kent, how did you get these ? What did you do cut into my write up ! ? Why would you do such a thing ! ? This is absolutely out of leap for you to do something like this ! Why ? Why Rockwell Kent ?"

"Listen Jane, I can understand your ira. But, this is simple really. I need you to do what I want and Mike will never see these. Understand ?"

"No, I don't understand, what is it that you want ? Why are you…well why… you're blackmailing me ! What is it that you want from me ? I don't understand ?"

"I want you Jane. I want your body, I want to be inside you, I want to taste you. Jane, I want to jazz you. I know all about how you used to give it up in the past tense. Well, it's time to do it again or Mike will see everything."

"What ? ! I don't know what you're talking about ! Besides, you are married to my daughter, I could never in a million year do something like that to her !"

"Don't dramatic play games with me Jane. You know what I am talking about, how you let Tom be intimate you so you could bide in that beautiful home or how you bent over and closed your oculus while your nasty landlord fucked you silly. Besides I would never tell Shawna and you won't either."

I could see in her aspect that she had slowly realized the predicament she was in. She sat quiet for a period of time of prison term and then asked,"okeh, what is it you want me to do ?"

She was wearing a tight fitting one art object skirt that came up about mid thigh, he legs looked so good with the high heels. I told her to do exactly as I said. She nodded to indicate she understood. I told her to stand up in strawman of me. At the metre were both sitting on the couch.

"God, you look so safe Jane. I've wanted this for so long. I am going to be blunt here Jane. Over the days I have been fantasizing about you and it's been so long it's turned into a burning thwarting. A frustration that I am going to train out on you until I get my fill. Now, turn around !"When I raised my voice she jumped a minuscule and startle to tremble slightly. Yes, this is how I wanted it, this is how I needed her after all these age. With her back to me I placed my paw on her bare legs near her ankle and slowly started to run them up her shapely legs. Slowly I pulled her dame over her ass. She was wearing black silk panties. As I started to pull her panties down I could feel her frisson. Once I has them all the way off I squeezed and licked one ass impudence and then the other. She had a gorgeous ass, I told her to spread her peg more and when she did I sat back and just looked at her standing there with her skirt around her waist, no panties, heights blackguard making her ass pop. I could see the perfect triangle that the summit of her thighs made with her ass and her shaved twat with pouty backtalk waiting to be devoured.

"Kent, you don't have to do this. Not this way, please. I didn't realize you had…those types of belief for me. I, I, could I just maybe give you a hand job. Would that be decent. Please…"

"Jane, please shut your sass. A hand job ? ? Are you serious ! turn the fuck over Jane, I want to see your beautiful twat. I want to see that pussycat you have used so well to get what you needed. Maybe I should forebode you mom…would you like that Jane, would you like me to call you mom ? ? Bend the fuck over Mom and put your hands on the coffee table, Now !"

Jane slowly bent over and put her hands on the table. stage straight and spread wide while bent grass over right in forepart of me. Oh, what a splendiferous sight. Now I could see her stallion pussy and it looked so bid. I scooted up a little and ran my hand up her inner thigh, up, a piddling farther. I cupped my helping hand over her slit. It was so lovesome and felt so good. Slowly I used me middle fingerbreadth to function her lips. I rand my finger back and forth over her spread slit. To my surprise it was already quite wet. I slipped a finger in and then another. I stood up with my digit firmly planted deep in her wet pussy.

"Hmmm, mom. Are you enjoying this ? ? I think you are. How many clip have you wanted your son to take you like this mom ? Do you like the spirit of my fingers up your pussy ? It's quite tight, I must admit. I am going to enjoy fucking you mom."The more I talked the wetter she became.

"No, I am not enjoying this you sick shag ! Just do whatever sick things you are going to do and let's get this over with !"

"Okay mom, get on the chocolate tabular array, on your hired hand and human knee. That's right, get up there. Spread your legs wider mom. Put your head down and your ass in the air ! I want a full moon scene of what you look like when you let those other men who so repulsed you fuck you from behind !"

And there she was, on all fours with her legs facing pages wide-cut and her ass and pussy completely exposed. I got on my knees and started licking her internal thighs. I couldn't wait to savor that mellifluous puss. Slowly I ran my tounge up and down her slit. She didn't make a sound, but she also didn't back away. Soon I was lingua fucking her kitty-cat as rich and hard as I could. Then I went to bring on her clit, I lapped at it, suckled on it and slowly it became swollen. Now I could hear muffled moans escaping her. She was enjoying this. I started to loosen her when I felt her get fold. I sucked on her beautiful pussycat lips, took them in my sassing over and over. The I moved up to her bastard and started licking up and down. I pushed my spit into her ass and her moans grew louder.

"Yes mom, I know you like this. You are a nookie loose woman. How can you savour your son eating your pussy and your ass ? You are honk Mom, you know that ? You are a sick piece of tail slut ! I love that about you mom, I knew it all along, I knew you were a cock hungry slut."

"No Kent ! I am not enjoying this ! I told you to just do whatever you want and get it over with ! Come on, just hurry up and finish, please ! !"

I went back to work, as I ate her pussy and teased her well clit I started to play with her asshole with my finger. As I slid my finger's breadth in her ass she jumped.

"No Rockwell Kent, I don't do anal. Do whatever you want, but you can't do that ! Please"

I paid no attention and continue working my finger in and out of her tight asshole while I flicked her clitoris with my tongue. Soon enough she started to tug back on my finger, forcing it deeper inside her while openly moaning.

"Oh God, please stop Kent. I've never…oooooh….never..felt…anything like…that….oooooohh ! It's..ooooh fuck…lick it faster..Kent….oooohhhhhh….shit ! I am going to cummmmm ! Awwwwwwww !"I felt her ass clench up around my finger and her juices flow out heavily onto my undefended sassing and tongue as she came. I knew I had her now. She just came all over my expression, she was loving this.

"Did that experience dear mom ? Did your son just prepare you cum like you haven't cum in years ? ? You are such a good slut mom. lease the rest period of your wearing apparel off and get up !"

"I..I..don't know what to say…please, wasn't that enough ? If I suck you off can we break off ? Please Kent"

"No mom, we can't stop until I get my fill. jump calling me son and do what I say !"

As she undressed fully I finally got to see her entirely nude statue. She looked rattling. I took one of her tit in my hired man. squeezing and massaging it. I started to suckle and nibble her nipple after a few minute of arc she was moaning again. Then I looked her in the eyes and pulled her mouth to mine. She was hesitating, somehow kissing was even more offensive then anything else. I held her impertinence and backrest of her head firmly and stuck my spit into her mouth. I slowly sucked on her sassing and put my tongue back in her backtalk. Then she started to reciprocate. I felt her tongue start dashing over mine. She started to soak up on my tongue, I let go of her head while we kissed and started to rub her pussy. She reached down and started to rub my prick through my pants.

"Get on your stifle and take up my cock mom. I am going to fuck your mouth, would you like that mom"

"Yes son, do what you want to me…I'll do whatever you want…"

She got on her knees, pulled my cock out and started giving one of the most stick blow problem I have ever had. But it wasn't enough. I was frustrated, I wanted to be intimate her sassing. I grabbed both English of her caput and thrust deep into her sassing. Surprisingly, she took well. I am a wellspring endowed man, a little over 8"to be precise. I kept plunging my peter down her pharynx. binge welled up in her eyes as she struggled to take it all and grab a breath in between. But at the like time, I could see she had started to play with herself. She was loving this. Saliva was dripping off her chin and I was getting close. As my orgasm grew near I grabbed her tomentum and pulled her head back. I told her to open her back talk. I shot my load all over her face at to the lowest degree one-half landed in her mouth.

"Awwwww ! Yes mom, conduct my cum in your oral cavity ! Mmmm, be a effective young woman and swallow my cum mom. There you go. Mmmmmmm. You are such a great fancy woman mom. serious than I could throw imagined."

She said,"I want you to fuck me now. I can't help it, this feel so good. I want to feel that huge stopcock in me. delight, fill me. Do want you want with me, induce me your slut."

I laid her down on her back right wing on the trading floor of her living room. So long I had wanted to be inside that pussy, finally it was prison term. I got between her spread legs, laid on top of her and starting tonguing her mouth again. I slid my cock in and started fucking her hard.

"Yes, fuck your female parent pussy ! Ram it in heavy, harder ! ! Oh you are so screwing big ! Awwww…ooooooohh. Use me, use my pussy. please ! Yesssss…."

I kept pumping away at her wet slipshod slit, sucking on her tit, back to her mouth. Then I pulled out and put her on all fours. I grabbed her waist and started fucking her from bum. A second later I started to play with her asshole, I spit on it and cling on fingerbreadth in and then another digit and started to impress them in and out. Now she was almost screaming in pleasure. I pulled out and spit on my shaft, it was time to fuck her Virgin asshole. As I slid the tip of my down up and down her ass I could tell she was a little anxious about what was about to happen. Then I slid it in, slowly. She writhed in pain sensation, gripping the carpet as best she could. I slowly pumped in and out of her ass, a picayune cryptic each fourth dimension. Soon I was fucking it at total forte, all the way in. Now she was moaning in pleasure again and playing with her pussy.

"You like that mom ? You like your asshole fucked by your son ? ? Are you a dirty roll in the hay whore ? ?"

"Yesss ! ! Oooooh, it feels….oooohh so bonk good. Use my asshole ! Uuuuhhh, oooh piece of tail ! I'm…..oooohhh…cumming again ! ! !"

"I am getting close too mom. Why don't you tell me where you want your son to cum…."

"Ohhhhhh…fuck….mmmmm….put it back in my kitty-cat, I want to sense you cum in me…."

I went back to fucking her hot swollen pussy, she reached under and started rubbing my nut. I was getting close.

"That's right baby. I want you to void those ball into mommy's slit ! Yes…ooooh fuck you feel so good…come on babe spitting in mama's pussy with your cock ! ! Yes, here it comes, I can feel you getting bigger….oooooohhh !"

I couldn't hold it any longer. I buried my tool in her twat as mystifying as I could and let jet after jet of hot cum spew into her. After I was spent we both collapsed to the floor. We held eachother for awhile and kissed.

"Kent, that was amazing ! I don't know quite what to say. This is so wrong. But, I, well, I want to do this with you again I think. I love being your adulteress, cypher has ever treated me that way and I loved it !"

"Jane, you are the unspoilt ass I ever had. After all these years fantasizing about you I can't believe it was better than anything I had ever thought it would be. I want to keep fucking you too. But, we have to be careful."

"Yes, we have to hold open our little secret… ”