The issue of this story take stead over the course of 14 twelvemonth and culminated just recently in a way I could never possess imagined. 14 twelvemonth ago I married my lovely married woman Shawna. It was a Greco-Roman love story and still is I guess. Shawna is flatten utter gorgeous, a true milf, she stands 5'3"with very large natural breasts an angelic face, jet black hair, porcelain cutis and an unbelievable ass. She looks just about the Sami as when I married her. I am a very lucky guy.

After courting Shawna for a few calendar month she announced it was time to meet her syndicate. She had already shared many of the familiar mob mystery. I knew her mother was recently divorced. She had told me that she only married Tom for the money and the stability that came with it. Her female parent had grown up very poor, with slight stability in her biography. She had become pregnant with my wife at the age of only sixteen and had two more than nestling with Shawna's unsuccessful person founder before she was 21. She longed for the stability that money could bring. But, she was an attractive woman and Tom was an unattractive and tedious man. They were together eight age when she couldn't take it anymore and wanted to be gratis.

I will never block meeting her mother, Jane, for the first clock time. Jane was making dinner party for my future wife and siblings and wanted to meet this new secret man she was dating. When I finally met her mother and sister it was net that they all shared the same great genes. 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 hair blonde. She was the Lapplander material body and size as Shawna only Jane didn't receive the gift of large natural breasts. You could see that the 40 years had been hard on her. She had some wrinkles here and there, but overall there was an ineffable sexiness to Jane. At the sentence, like virtually men I guess, I gave her a good tone and thought she was attractive and that was that. I didn't have any open sexual idea toward her, after all, I was still in the honeymoon phase of my courtship with Shawna.

As the years went by I found myself becoming more intrigued with Jane. I think the stories my wife shared with me didn't help the cause. I once asked her how it was that Jane was able to stay in Tom's business firm while Tom moved into an apartment all the patch making the house payment for Jane. It couldn't have been maintenance payments because shortly after their divorce Tom's commercial enterprise fell apart and he had petitioned to have the payments lowered. In fact, all he could afford was that little apartment and I suspected it was because he was still making a payment on his old house. She confided in me that her mother would let Tom come over and have sex with her every so often so she could stay in the house. I commented that she told us she was repulsed by Tom, but my married woman 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 manager of her apartment get some too when she couldn't come up with the rent. Stories like this sparked a strange desire in me for Jane. A woman who looked and acted so sinless yet was willing to trade sex for money, which I later learned was really just stability. She craved stableness because of her horrible experiences growing up in a divorced family with a drunk Father who never took care of his family.

As time went on, I found myself innocently flirting with Jane. zippo weirdo just some comments about how thoroughly she looked and so on. One nighttime we were all having dinner at a nice restaurant. After Thomas More than a few glasses of wine I slipped off my shoe and searched out Jane's foot under the table. At first she thought person had just accidentally bumped her. But I ran my metrical unit up her sura while staring at her. At this point she looked me in the oculus and realized what I was doing. She gave me an awkward smile and moved her leg away. The next morning when I sobered up I regretted being so bold and realized that my fantasy for Jane were getting out of control condition and I needed to cool it down.

A few years later, Jane met another wealthy man whom she adored. They married and she seemed to be content. At this pointedness, Jane was always in the book binding of my nous. When I saw her my desire would top out and then die down until the next time. Then something interesting happened.

While at Jane and her new husband Mike's menage for a company, I received a textbook from my line of work partner about an authoritative email that was pressing. I asked Jane if there was a information processing system I could use and she showed me where it was and left me to my job. While answering the email I couldn't help but notice a piece of newspaper publisher that had Jane's electronic mail destination and what looked like her password. The thought of having approach to her email account and maybe some secret was too tempting of an opportunity to eliminate up. I quickly jotted it down and went back to the party.

The side by side day, alone in my post, I couldn't wait to hack into her bill. And boy was I surprised at what I found. Apparently, Jane was having an amour. It was all there in a long drawstring of emails. The evidence of the affair was obvious. The inaugural intellection that popped into my head was of trend, blackmail.

I knew that under pattern circumstances any man or cleaning woman would be willing to go to heavy duration to keep this eccentric of damning info from their mate. But, with Jane I knew it could get to another level. She needed the stability of her marriage with microphone as much as anyone needs O. Couple that with the fact that in her past she had used sex, even sex with multitude who repulsed her, to get that stability and I had myself the staring violent storm. I went back and Forth over weather I could pull 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 assistance myself and gave in to my depravity. I say depravity, because after age 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 hale her to enjoy it.

At this full point in the chronicle, Jane is 53 and I am 37. She still looked great, but she added a new lineament a few class back, titty implants. To me they looked wonderful and helped fill out her already curvaceous human body. I bided my meter until microphone went out of Ithiel Town on business. Then, I called Jane and asked if I could borrow one of Mike's dick. Sure, she replied, do on over.
I have to allow, walking up to her 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 on in. Go ahead and get whatever you need, you know where his tools are better than I do."

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

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

"Sure what's on your mind ?"

With that, I pulled out the envelope containing all the test copy of her affair. She asked what it was and I replied, just afford it. As she looked at the paper, all the color 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 hack on into my account ! ? Why would you do such a thing ! ? This is absolutely out of bounds for you to do something like this ! Why ? Why Kent ?"

"Listen Jane, I can read your anger. But, this is uncomplicated 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 fuck you. I know all about how you used to give it up in the past tense. Well, it's clip 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 girl, I could never in a million days do something like that to her !"

"Don't looseness game with me Jane. You know what I am talking about, how you let Tom sleep with you so you could abide in that beautiful house or how you bent over and closed your middle while your filthy landlord fucked you silly. Besides I would never tell Shawna and you won't either."

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

She was wearing a tight fitting one piece dame that came up about mid thigh, he legs looked so good with the high-pitched cad. I told her to do exactly as I said. She nodded to indicate she understood. I told her to resist up in social movement of me. At the time were both sitting on the couch.

"God, you look so soundly Jane. I've wanted this for so farsighted. I am going to be blunt here Jane. Over the years I have been fantasizing about you and it's been so tenacious it's turned into a electrocution foiling. A frustration that I am going to take out on you until I get my fill. Now, turn around !"When I raised my voice she jumped a short and startle to tremble slightly. Yes, this is how I wanted it, this is how I needed her after all these years. With her cover to me I placed my hands on her bare peg near her mortise joint and slowly started to run them up her shapely legs. Slowly I pulled her chick over her ass. She was wearing inkiness silk panty. As I started to take out her panties down I could palpate her quiver. Once I has them all the way off I squeezed and licked one ass cheek and then the early. She had a gorgeous ass, I told her to distribute her legs more and when she did I sat back and just looked at her standing there with her skirt around her waist, no pantie, high up heels making her ass pop. I could see the sodding Triangulum that the crown of her thighs made with her ass and her knock off pussy with pouty rim waiting to be devoured.

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

"Jane, delight keep out your rima oris. A hand job ? ? Are you serious ! turn away the fuck over Jane, I want to see your beautiful pussy. I want to see that slit you have used so well to get what you needed. Maybe I should phone you mom…would you like that Jane, would you like me to foretell you mom ? ? Bend the ass over Mom and put your hands on the coffee table, Now !"

Jane slowly bent over and put her manus on the table. Legs straight and spread wide while bent grass over right in front of me. Oh, what a brilliant sight. Now I could see her stallion pussy and it looked so inviting. I scooted up a footling and ran my hand up her inner thigh, up, a little further. I cupped my hand over her pussy. It was so fond and felt so good. Slowly I used me middle finger to part her sassing. I rand my finger back and Forth River over her spread pussy. To my surprise it was already quite wet. I slipped a digit in and then another. I stood up with my fingerbreadth firmly planted deep in her wet pussy.

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

"No, I am not enjoying this you mad fuck ! Just do whatever spew affair you are going to do and let's get this over with !"

"okay mom, get on the coffee table, on your manus and knees. That's right, get up there. open your legs wider mom. Put your head down and your ass in the air ! I want a wide view of what you look like when you let those former men who so repulsed you fuck you from behind !"

And there she was, on all fours with her peg spread wide of the mark and her ass and pussy completely exposed. I got on my knees and started licking her inner thigh. I couldn't wait to sample that angelical pussy. Slowly I ran my tounge up and down her incision. She didn't make a sound, but she also didn't back away. Soon I was tongue fucking her pussycat as deep and hard as I could. Then I went to work on her clit, I lapped at it, suckled on it and slowly it became swollen. Now I could pick up muffled groan escaping her. She was enjoying this. I started to tease her when I felt her get close. I sucked on her beautiful pussy sassing, took them in my mouthpiece over and over. The I moved up to her asshole and started licking up and down. I pushed my knife into her ass and her moans grew louder.

"Yes mom, I know you like this. You are a fucking hussy. How can you enjoy your son eating your pussy and your ass ? You are nauseated Mom, you know that ? You are a unbalanced fucking strumpet ! I love that about you mom, I knew it all along, I knew you were a pecker athirst 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 travel rapidly up and finish up, please ! !"

I went back to body of work, as I ate her pussy and teased her swollen clit I started to play with her asshole with my digit. As I slid my finger 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 continued working my finger in and out of her squiffy SOB while I flicked her button with my tongue. Soon sufficiency she started to push 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 clutch up around my finger and her succus flow out heavily onto my unresolved lip and tongue as she came. I knew I had her now. She just came all over my cheek, she was loving this.

"Did that feel good mom ? Did your son just make you cum like you haven't cum in years ? ? You are such a good slut mom. Take the relaxation of your dress off and get up !"

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

"No mom, we can't catch until I get my filling. get-go calling me son and do what I say !"

As she undressed fully I finally got to see her entirely nude sculpture. She looked wonderful. I took one of her bosom in my paw. squeeze and massaging it. I started to give suck and nibble her nipple after a few minutes she was moaning again. Then I looked her in the eyes and pulled her mouth to mine. She was hesitant, somehow caressing was even more offensive then anything else. I held her cheek and back of her foreland firmly and stuck my tongue into her mouth. I slowly sucked on her brim and put my tongue back in her mouth. Then she started to reciprocate. I felt her clapper start dashing over mine. She started to suck in on my tongue, I let go of her head while we kissed and started to rub her puss. She reached down and started to rub my cock through my pants.

"Get on your articulatio genus and suck my cock mom. I am going to fuck your backtalk, would you like that mom"

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

She got on her genu, pulled my pecker out and started giving one of the most flummox blow task I have ever had. But it wasn't enough. I was frustrated, I wanted to make out her lip. I grabbed both sides of her head and thrust deep into her oral fissure. Surprisingly, she took well. I am a well endowed man, a little over 8"to be demand. I kept plunging my prick down her throat. Tears welled up in her heart as she struggled to occupy it all and catch a breath in between. But at the Lapp prison term, I could see she had started to playact 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 hair and pulled her head back. I told her to open up her mouth. I shot my load all over her aspect at least half landed in her mouth.

"Awwwww ! Yes mom, take my cum in your rima oris ! Mmmm, be a safe missy and live with my cum mom. There you go. Mmmmmmm. You are such a great harlot mom. Better than I could have imagined."

She said,"I want you to be intimate me now. I can't help it, this flavour so good. I want to feel that huge shaft in me. Please, submit me. Do want you want with me, make up me your slut."

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

"Yes, have a go at it your female parent pussy ! Ram it in hard, harder ! ! Oh you are so fucking big ! Awwww…ooooooohh. Use me, use my pussy. delight ! Yesssss…."

I kept pumping away at her wet sloppy pussy, sucking on her tits, back to her mouth. Then I pulled out and put her on all fours. I grabbed her waist and started fucking her from rear. A min later I started to play with her asshole, I spit on it and stuck on finger in and then another finger and started to incite them in and out. Now she was almost screaming in pleasance. I pulled out and spit on my prick, it was time to have a go at it her Virgo the Virgin cocksucker. As I slid the tip of my down up and down her ass I could tell she was a minuscule flighty about what was about to happen. Then I slid it in, slowly. She writhed in infliction, gripping the carpet as best she could. I slowly pumped in and out of her ass, a little profoundly each time. Soon I was fucking it at good strength, all the way in. Now she was moaning in joy again and playing with her pussy.

"You like that mom ? You like your son of a bitch fucked by your son ? ? Are you a contaminating fucking harlot ? ?"

"Yesss ! ! Oooooh, it feels….oooohh so nooky good. Use my cocksucker ! Uuuuhhh, oooh fuck ! 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 pussy, I want to feel you cum in me…."

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

"That's right baby. I want you to discharge those ball into mommy's pussy ! Yes…ooooh fuck you feel so good…come on child spittle in mum's slit with your dick ! ! Yes, here it comes, I can finger you getting bigger….oooooohhh !"

I couldn't concord it any longer. I buried my cock in her pussy as recondite as I could and let jet after jet of hot cum spew into her. After I was spent we both collapsed to the story. 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 strumpet, nobody has ever treated me that way and I loved it !"

"Jane, you are the best fuck I ever had. After all these class 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 keep our little secret… ”