Jesse's Mother-In-Law

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copyright, 2012, Patricia brand ( glassnegman @ yahoo.com )

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

The intimate tension was electrifying between Jesse and his Mother-in-law from the moment they met, soon after he got engaged. Linda was not a char you would send for"beautiful"by any means, but she had lineament that were extremely attractive. She had very heavy chest, for example, cancel blonde hair, and a oral cavity that suggested oral sex. When she hugged him, at their first-class honours degree merging, she held on to him a little too long. Held him to her heart a little too tightly. Hugged him with her other 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 time wore on, however, he learned from Jenna, his fiance, that her female parent loved long haired guys. Well, that might be division of it. Jesse had copper-red tomentum down to his ass, gathered in a pony-tail most 24-hour interval. For dinner gown social function, he had Jenna braid it for him. Either way, his hair was his substantially feature. He felt like Sampson. Powerless without his hair, perhaps.

Jenna thought he was aphrodisiacal enough. He had extensive shoulder joint, narrow pelvic girdle, and nicely defined pecs. He didn't work out, or anything, but he did"work"— real work, which kept him fit enough. But he was as freckled as a frog, he thought.

The side by side time he was with Jenna's female parent, was at a fellowship Bar-B-Que, at her mother, Linda's house… It was a hot day, and Jesse was shirtless most of the day. Linda could barely celebrate her manpower off of him every time she walked past him, and she made every possible apology to do precisely that. Although Jenna may not throw been mindful of the sign, he certainly was. He was getting hard just thinking of the possibilities.

Jenna had 2 kids from premature human relationship, and they were getting tired and pitiable. She ( Jenna ) said she'd get them home, and Jesse could descend base in his own truck a little later, when everybody else had gone family, and facilitate Linda put everything away. Jesse smiled and said that would be fine. He kissed Jenna and the kidskin 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 bridge player on Jesse's ass already.

She led him straight past the former family members who were variously gathering their own things, making preparations to depart, telling them, I'll be right back, you wait for me before I leave, I just need Jesse's supporter with something in the cellar.

And, once in the basement, she barred the door, and set him up upon the dryer, and immediately started fumbling with his belt buckle. Getting it open, she undid his jeans, and pulled them off, letting them dangle around his ankles. Jesse had come ranger to the Picnic, as was his custom at his age of 23. He liked to present off what he had to its best advantage. What he had wasn't anything to be embarrassed about either.. A respectable 7"with the cinch of about a hotdog in a bun. Nice, thought Linda. Just the decently size for going down on.

Linda laid a dyad of towels on the basement floor for her genu, and knelt veracious down, coming face to fount with Jesse's"improver to the family unit"“ Oh, I just have to see what my Jenna is getting for her troubles, Jesse. I hope you understand."Jesse just nodded his head, unsure of where all of this was going, still.

In one legato motility, Linda took Jesse's pecker 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 area right behind the principal on the underside. Jesse was soon groaning in joy, and leaning back on his weaponry, thrusting his hips into Linda's mouth."Oh we like that do we ? ?"Again and again she took him into her throat, using the very back of her knife to work that sensitive spot. Jesse threw his headspring back in pleasance, and made more stochasticity. Finally, the randomness he was making, his external respiration, and the force-out of his jabbing told her that he was cumming. She put his head onto her tongue, and bobbed her straits in short-circuit, quick poke, and he blew his spunk into her mouth, which she swallowed, without losing so much as a driblet. She swallowed a few clip, took a sip of beer, and then gave him a life-threatening, deep, tonsil-rattling kiss — the kind he previously only got from Jenna — [ Like mother Like Daughter, I guess ] — he thought to himself.

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

Leaving the cellar together, Jesse followed Linda back out onto the terrace, helping masses carry their belongings back to their vehicles, while Linda said her"goodnights"to everyone. Another half minute, 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 neighbor talk."

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

"Oh, I have something else in psyche for our time."Once again, she led him by the hand. This meter, through the house, and up the stairs, to her sleeping accommodation. 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 holder, letting his cop locks flow unloosen.

At that, she just stood back, as his tresses fell over each shoulder joint, down to his navel."Oh my Fucking God, Jesse. You are one gorgeous bit of manchild. mmm mmm mmm…"She advanced again, ran her finger through his whisker, and then opened his bloomers once again.

"Get out of those Timmies and denim, Jesse, and get on that bed."

While he was doing that. She removed her peasant-style top, her rush, jeans, bra and panties, and sat on the bed next to him. He tentatively raised a hand to touch her with child white meat."Go ahead. That's what they're there for !"and she guided his bridge player right to the largish pap. She then straddled him, easily — her hips were wide-set.. his so slender — only a 28"waist and she put his other hand on her early tit. He toyed with them as he never played with any other tit — truthfully, he'd never had the opportunity to meet with any so large, before.

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

"ooo, somebody wants to take on, too"she said, and she just eased herself backwards, and all of that 7 inches slipped inside her without the slightest trouble. She just sat there for a little while, feeling him inside her, with him wanting to go inside her just a little, just to feel a piddling something. Instead, she leaned forward, and gave him some more of those kisses… Oh God, what a foreign sensation… he felt"wanted, hunted, and taken"from those kisses, and I guess that was the unfeigned state of things, but if he was ‘ taken ’, he wished she'd jazz him already. It was almost as if she'd read his mind, because just then, Linda pinned Jesse's carpus to the bed, over his header, and began, ever so slowly, to hinge upon 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 reply, 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 experience the power of spoken language when I'm touch sensation — you know — good."

"Aww.. poor Jesse. So we need to construct 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 daughter 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 boastfully clock-like thing."This, My Copper-Top Lover, is a forward counting timekeeper. Like a large stopwatch. You have 45 minutes to make 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 break up with Jenna, or, you keep practicing with me until you succeed. After all, you haven't set a appointment yet, have you ?"

"Uh, no, we haven't."

"wellspring then.. If you suck, we have time for"remedial fuck shoal"…"

"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.

"wellspring, 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 chagrin kinda made him feel excited… He was OK being Linda's"fuck toy"for awhile, although he had no estimate how to integrate those tactile sensation into his feelings 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 water a woman cum just from his cock. Although he'd really like to get word how.

Jesse jacked himself like crazy, seeing Linda on the bed, those big breasts looking so inviting — the blonde hairs at her vagina looking welcoming… knowing how heavenly she felt inside already, he knew he'd never last 45 minutes, but he thought it might be fun trying. OK, he was hard enough to try… He crawled into bed, and the timekeeper started…

He kissed that mouth, that was so wizard at sucking cock… why couldn't they just practice more cock-sucking ? He loved that contribution of it.. He sucked those nipples… nipples that had breast-fed the woman he was going to marry — that was hott in a strange, crisp kinda way… yeah, that made him difficult and harder… and then, finally, he sank his tool home in that ridiculously wet and sonant vagina.

Oh affectionately god… he wasn't going to last 5 min, let alone 45. He wasn't going to last 3 mo if he moved much. aww.. fuck… he knew this would happen. He reached one paw up above Linda's head, for Balance, and the former one, well, the other one went on"clitoris duty"— doing anything at all it could to have her make any form of sound of pleasure whatsoever… rubbing over it lightly… pushing on it, and moving it… pushing hard and rubbing hard. like the raw smear on the bottom of a guy's cock… yeah, that seemed to avail a lot, truly…. could he take a have it away throw now ? ? delight ? ? dear god in heaven, just one ? ? He did, and he came instantly inside her. FUCK ! ! squat ! ! NOOO ! OK… she didn't say he couldn't cum. did she ? No, not really. He could, then, in theory, keep on 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 wakeful, easy pumping. His cock was sensitive, and didn't really appreciate it, but still, he figured Linda would. Still, he kept working with his free handwriting, on her clitoris.

After a little spell, she seemed to be getting More and more rouse, 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 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 facilitate her, too.

He started fucking her hard in earnest, just keeping his quarter round on her clitoris, and rubbing it laborious and fast. 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 operose.

Linda wiggled out from underneath him, went to her nightstand draftsman, and produced a tube of KY jelly, which she tossed at him. At this, she got on all 4, and turned her headland to whisper"Saddle up, cowpoke"….

Oh God, was she really inviting him into her plump, but muscular ass ? He guessed so, by the KY Jelly. 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 sinewy amount of lube into her waiting ass, and began by inserting 2 fingers into her, and moving them in and out a lilliputian bit. At this, she moaned, and thrust herself back upon his finger's breadth, time and again.. Oh, god.. he got harder and harder at this. Then he inserter 3, then 4 finger — 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 affair ] he thought…

Finally, he lubed his"hot dog in the bun"and slowly inserted it inside her… she clamped down in electric resistance ( intentionally, perhaps ), so that he had to use a great pot 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 mild and warm and wet, like vagina, but hard, and sinewy, and tight — altogether dissimilar. 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 clock time, to his amazement, he was having anal sex, properly, and it was going just great.

Linda turned her headspring around again, and whispered,"shag me, fucking me toilsome, Tiger, if you can…"Inside his head, the word"Tiger"stuck… he felt rather like a Tiger… Big computerized tomography, like lion and Tigers fuck the females in their"mathematical group"up to 50 time per day, because the female person are poly-fecund — meaning they can carry cubs from more than one Father-God — this extreme point measure of mating ensures that all of the sonny boy will be theirs, and not those of some other male.. Yeah, he was the Male Tiger for this chemical group of females… both mother and daughter… and when they wanted to, he'd eff 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 sidesplitter, as he bottomed out in her ass, fourth dimension and again. Having cum just a little spell ago, though, he lasted a near spell. When he finally did cum, the timekeeper was way over the 1:45 Saint Mark. He collapsed on top of Linda, forcing her monotonic onto the bed. She reached her hand back, and pulled some of his copper-red hair down over her brass. She did fuck his hair. He lay there, by the timekeeper, half an hour.. all the while his cock still inside her ass, getting slowly smaller.

Linda was a nanny, and knew some of the specifics of basic hygienics of sex. Finally she said to him."You'd substantially go and read a piss, to clean out your insides, and wash the outside of that sweetmeat, honey. — You don't want an transmission, baby. Then you'd better get domicile to Jenna ; she'll be wondering where you got to.

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

All the piece, until the marriage ceremony, Linda would call Jesse for"service"with various household problem, like clogged drains, getting things down off the attic, putting things down in the cellar, etc… each task was"duly rewarded"at least by a blowjob, if not a fuck, or an anal piece of ass.

Finally the wedding day was upon them. The wedding party was to be held in Linda's back yard. A tent was erected, and all was in preparation. Jenna's booster were helping her get ready in Linda's bedchamber. Jesse, however, was to get dressed in the midget back bedchamber of the townhouse. Linda said she'd go service him, and try to keep him calm.

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

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

"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 lady friend and all, but she treats me more like one of the Kid, than her hubby already. How is it going to be once we're married ? When do I get to feel like a man ? The only metre I do, is when I come here, and you, pardon my forthrightness, suck my cock. THEN, I feel like a man."

"If we stopped our cock-sucking academic term, do you call up you could still be a good husband and don ?"Linda asked solemnly, realizing there was something more than going on here than cold feet.

"I don't think I could even be a man without those, Linda, to be honorable. All I'll ever be is a ball and chain around Jenna's ankle joint, and a babysitter. I don't think I could even make love to her without our trivial"injections"of manhood."

Linda locked the room access of the bedroom behind her, and sat next to him on the bed. She put her arm around him, and held him, with his promontory upon her ample bosom. Jesse began to cry a little."Hussshh, my fiddling Tiger… mum's gon na make it all alright. Any fourth dimension you need to feel more like a man, you bring that pretty cock of yours to me, and you shove it in any mess you want. I'll be your sex slave.. Your dame Tiger… Your cum dumpster — Whatever it takes to cause you sense like a man. You're a beautiful man, Jesse. I was worried about you being adept enough for Jenna, but I see I should have worried about Jenna being good enough for you. You go be Jenna's husband, and Padre to those babies, but you be my man, my tiger, my lover."

Jesse sniffled a minuscule. 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 idea entered his mind…"Does this realise me a"motherfucker ?"and he laughed.

Linda threw a pillow onto the floor, and drew Jesse to the border of the bed, pulling down his bikini legal brief. She pushed him backwards onto the bed, so he could decompress totally, and took him into her mouth, ever so slowly, concentrating her clapper on the sensitive spot on the undersurface, behind the head. Jessie groaned in delight. She worked and worked on this topographic point, exerting as often press as possible, and holding onto his gibe with her hand, bobbing in and out, as fast as she could, exerting some suction on the"out"stroke, and extra glossa action on the"in"stroke. Jesse was shut down to cumming in no sentence. He knew by now that there was no pauperism to pluck away, or monish her in any way. She knew when he was cumming, and she always swallowed his cum. She said he tasted like"More ”. He always smiled at that, and felt like a god for a few second afterward.

In a few second, he shot a big burden, and she swallowed every picayune bit.

Luckily, Linda wasn't the sorting to wear makeup, so there were no lipstick stains to wash out off.

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

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

Jenna was knocking on the door, telling Jesse that the JP was there. Asking why the door 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 minutes, ok ? ?

Linda answered,"Sure matter, baby !"

Linda braided division of his whisker — the tip, into a beautiful renaissance-style braid, with the back wall hanging straight down to his ass, and together, they walked downstairs and out to the JP.

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

The honeymoon was just to be a week at the tee shirt shore. Linda was keeping one of the kids, and Jesse's family the former. Linda could tell, though, that the approximation of a wholly workweek with just Jenna was beginning to take Jesse very tense. As the reception wore down, Jesse said to Jenna,"Hey, hon, I'm going to go and get a exhibitioner, and get changed, I'm all sweaty from this suit crown. You stay out here with the client 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 extra towels, and get him some time 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 skirt, to show Jesse that she had nothing on underneath…."plow it right in, Panthera tigris, I've been wet all day being close to you, and not being capable to touch you. Don't worry about me… this is all about you, Baby.. You cum as soon or as former as you want — You're in charge… you're the man…. I'm just a fuck-post, do you realize ? ? YOUR fuck-post — your fucking fuck-slave… There's zip I won't do for your pleasure.. do you interpret ? ?"

Jesse nodded, and slipped the flexible shank of her empire-waist fashion dress up over her tits… Bringing her to the edge of the bed, and putting her ramification up over his firm biceps, his paw on her chest, rubbing her nipples between his fingerbreadth, he did indeed address right into her firmly and profligate.

There was no timer, as in the maiden of their encounters, thankfully. He lasted no Sir Thomas More than 10 minute, and fired a monumental load out of his cannon. He leaned forward, his fountainhead upon her breasts ; she let him perch for a bit or two, before slapping him on the ass, saying"OK, tiger, you'd in effect hit that shower, or Jenna will come looking for you. I'm gon na leave your shipment inside me. I want to feel it dripping down my legs for the rest of the eventide, until this political party's over, and then when you're gone, I'm going to masturbate all week long, thinking of you, my man, my tiger, my lover."

Linda clipped up his hair's-breadth, and Jesse showered, changing into a more comfortable T-shirt, jeans, and Nikes. [ God he was a gorgeous man. ] Linda thought to herself.

The reception ended, and, with one more blowjob, while Jenna was in the shower, Jesse seemed to have got 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 dresser, and said,"If you need me."

"I do."

As Jenna and Jesse were getting ready to leave, Linda said to Jenna that she thought that she and the slight boy G—— might go to the shore also, although not to the same city, but rather Ocean city, a more"household"oriented place. 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 call him, and result a voice-mail with the item 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 adonis. She wouldn't let herself shine in love with her daughter's married man, no. She would, however, help him with his humanity issues. Her daughter, because of her strong personality, and her pauperism to be in control of everything, all of the time, had emasculated this gorgeous tool. This was unpardonable. Her own charge, then, was to"re-masculate"him. With her, he was a"very man."

Even on their honeymoon, she'd be 45 minute away. ready to suckle or fuck her copper-top lover, whenever he needed his manhood reinforced. Whenever he needed to palpate sexually prevailing, the way a real man would, or should, at least at clip.

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 adjudicate that.

THE END