The issue of this storey fill place over the course of instruction of 14 old age and culminated just recently in a way I could never ingest imagined. 14 years ago I married my lovely married woman Shawna. It was a classic love story and still is I guess. Shawna is drop drained gorgeous, a true milf, she stands 5'3"with very bombastic innate chest an cherubic facial expression, jet black haircloth, porcelain hide and an improbable ass. She looks just about the Same 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 fill her family line. She had already shared many of the comrade fellowship arcanum. I knew her mother was recently divorced. She had told me that she only married Tom for the money and the stableness that came with it. Her mother had grown up very poor, with slight stableness in her life. She had become fraught with my married woman at the age of only sixteen and had two more children with Shawna's failure father before she was 21. She longed for the constancy that money could bring. But, she was an attractive fair sex and Tom was an unattractive and boring man. They were together eight years when she couldn't take it anymore and wanted to be liberal.

I will never bury meeting her female parent, Jane, for the start time. Jane was making dinner for my hereafter wife and siblings and wanted to meet this new mystery man she was dating. When I finally met her mother and sister it was brighten that they all shared the Sami great genes. Her female parent was only 40 year old when I met her that night. She was roughly the same elevation as my married woman, but she had dyed her hair blond. She was the Saami soma and size as Shawna only Jane didn't receive the endowment of prominent natural breasts. You could see that the 40 twelvemonth had been hard on her. She had some wrinkles here and there, but overall there was an indescribable sexiness to Jane. At the prison term, like most men I guess, I gave her a good look and thought she was attractive and that was that. I didn't have any open sexual thoughts toward her, after all, I was still in the honeymoon form of my courtship with Shawna.

As the yr went by I found myself becoming more intrigue with Jane. I think the chronicle my wife shared with me didn't help the cause. I once asked her how it was that Jane was capable to stay in Tom's house while Tom moved into an flat all the while making the household payment for Jane. It couldn't have been alimony payments because shortly after their divorce Tom's business enterprise fell apart and he had petitioned to have the payments lowered. In fact, all he could afford was that little flat 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 descend over and ingest sex with her every so often so she could stay in the family. 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 recount 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 cleaning woman who looked and acted so innocent yet was volition to trade sex for money, which I later learned was really just stability. She craved stability because of her horrible experiences growing up in a disjoint home with a rummy father who never took upkeep of his family.

As fourth dimension went on, I found myself innocently flirting with Jane. null looney just some comments about how good she looked and so on. One night we were all having dinner at a nice eatery. After more than a few methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine I slipped off my shoe and searched out Jane's foot under the table. At first she thought someone had just accidentally bumped her. But I ran my foot up her calf while staring at her. At this point she looked me in the eyes and realized what I was doing. She gave me an awkward smile and moved her leg away. The next break of day when I sobered up I regretted being so bold and realized that my illusion for Jane were getting out of dominance and I needed to cool down it down.

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

While at Jane and her new husband mike's star sign for a political party, I received a school text from my business collaborator about an important email that was urgent. I asked Jane if there was a figurer I could use and she showed me where it was and left me to my business. While answering the email I couldn't help but note a while of paper that had Jane's electronic mail speech and what looked like her countersign. The thought of having access to her email account and maybe some secret was too tempting of an opportunity to pass up. I quickly jotted it down and went back to the party.

The following day, alone in my office, I couldn't wait to whoop into her write up. And boy was I surprised at what I found. Apparently, Jane was having an affair. It was all there in a long strand of emails. The grounds of the matter was obvious. The firstly thought that popped into my head was of course, blackmail.

I knew that under convention circumstances any man or char would be willing to go to great distance to keep this type of damning data 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. brace that with the fact that in her past she had used sex, even sex with the great unwashed who repulsed her, to get that stability and I had myself the arrant storm. I went back and forth over weather I could tear this off. If I could do this to my married woman. But, I also knew she would never find out. In the end, I couldn't assistant myself and gave in to my depravity. I say depravity, because after years of fantasizing about Jane I wanted to take in her in every way potential. 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 peak in the story, Jane is 53 and I am 37. She still looked great, but she added a new lineament a few years back, bosom implants. To me they looked wonderful and helped satiate out her already curvaceous figure. I bided my time until mike went out of town on clientele. Then, I called Jane and asked if I could borrow one of Mike's dick. Sure, she replied, come on over.
I have to allow, walking up to her house I was a skittish shipwreck. Could I really go through with this ? I rang the doorbell and there she was.

"hullo Jane, nice to see you again."

"Hi Rockwell Kent, come in on in. Go ahead and get whatever you need, you know where his puppet are easily than I do."

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

"Jane, can I speak to you for a second base ?"

"Sure what's on your judgement ?"

With that, I pulled out the envelope containing all the test copy of her affair. She asked what it was and I replied, just open it. As she looked at the written document, all the colouring material 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 explanation ! ? Why would you do such a matter ! ? This is absolutely out of leap for you to do something like this ! Why ? Why Kent ?"

"Listen Jane, I can realize your anger. 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 fuck you. I know all about how you used to present it up in the past. 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 years do something like that to her !"

"Don't play game with me Jane. You know what I am talking about, how you let Tom fuck you so you could stay in that beautiful home base or how you bent over and closed your eyes while your nasty landlord fucked you silly. Besides I would never tell apart Shawna and you won't either."

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

She was wearing a tight fitting one piece doll that came up about mid thigh, he legs looked so expert with the high blackguard. I told her to do exactly as I said. She nodded to indicate she empathize. I told her to stand up in front of me. At the time were both sitting on the couch.

"God, you look so good Jane. I've wanted this for so long. I am going to be blunt here Jane. Over the years I have been fantasizing about you and it's been so retentive it's turned into a burning frustration. 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 piffling and startle to tremble slightly. Yes, this is how I wanted it, this is how I needed her after all these years. With her back to me I placed my helping hand on her bare legs near her articulatio talocruralis and slowly started to run them up her shapely wooden leg. Slowly I pulled her wench over her ass. She was wearing smutty silk panties. As I started to deplumate her scanty down I could feel her vibration. Once I has them all the way off I squeezed and licked one ass cheek and then the other. She had a gorgeous ass, I told her to spread her legs more and when she did I sat back and just looked at her standing there with her chick around her shank, no pantie, high-pitched heels making her ass pop. I could see the gross triangle that the whirligig of her thigh made with her ass and her shaved pussy with pouty back talk waiting to be devoured.

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

"Jane, delight shut your lip. A hand job ? ? Are you serious ! Bend the fuck over Jane, I want to see your beautiful cunt. I want to see that pussy you have used so well to get what you needed. Maybe I should address you mom…would you like that Jane, would you care me to call you mom ? ? Bend the roll in the hay over Mom and put your hands on the coffee table, Now !"

Jane slowly bent over and put her men on the table. Legs straight and spread wide while bent over right in front of me. Oh, what a glorious sight. Now I could see her entire kitty-cat and it looked so inviting. I scooted up a little and ran my hired man up her privileged thigh, up, a small encourage. I cupped my hand over her pussy. It was so warm and felt so expert. Slowly I used me middle fingerbreadth to part her brim. I rand my finger back and forth over her spread pussy. To my surprise it was already quite wet. I slipped a finger 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 times have you wanted your son to take you like this mom ? Do you like the look of my fingers up your pussy ? It's quite cockeyed, I must admit. I am going to delight fucking you mom."The more I talked the bedwetter she became.

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

"O.K. mom, get on the coffee table, on your hands and knees. That's right, get up there. unfold your branch wider mom. Put your nous down and your ass in the air ! I want a replete 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 legs spread widely and her ass and pussycat completely exposed. I got on my knees and started licking her inner thighs. I couldn't waiting to savor that sweet pussy. 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 tongue fucking her pussy as deep and difficult as I could. Then I went to cultivate on her clit, I lapped at it, suckled on it and slowly it became swollen. Now I could find out softened moan escaping her. She was enjoying this. I started to tease her when I felt her get closemouthed. I sucked on her beautiful pussy lips, took them in my mouth over and over. The I moved up to her asshole and started licking up and down. I pushed my lingua into her ass and her moans grew louder.

"Yes mom, I know you like this. You are a fucking loose woman. How can you enjoy your son eating your slit and your ass ? You are sick Mom, you know that ? You are a sick nooky 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 terminate, delight ! !"

I went back to body of work, as I ate her pussy and teased her swollen-headed button I started to recreate with her asshole with my finger. As I slid my fingerbreadth in her ass she jumped.

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

I paid no attending and continued working my finger's breadth in and out of her tight motherfucker while I flicked her clit with my tongue. Soon enough she started to push back on my finger, forcing it deeper inside her while openly moaning.

"Oh God, please occlusion 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 open mouth 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 yr ? ? You are such a good slut mom. look at the rest of your clothes off and get up !"

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

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

As she undressed fully I finally got to see her entirely nude. She looked wonderful. I took one of her breasts in my hand. squeeze and massaging it. I started to suckle and nibble her teat after a few hour she was moaning again. Then I looked her in the center and pulled her lip to mine. She was hesitant, somehow smooching was even more vile then anything else. I held her cheek and back of her head firmly and stuck my tongue into her mouthpiece. I slowly sucked on her sass and put my glossa back in her oral cavity. Then she started to reciprocate. I felt her knife start dashing over mine. She started to suck on my tongue, I let go of her head word while we kissed and started to rub her pussy. She reached down and started to rub my turncock through my pants.

"Get on your stifle and suck 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 peter out and started giving one of the most amazing reversal jobs I have ever had. But it wasn't enough. I was frustrated, I wanted to fuck her back talk. I grabbed both sides of her headway and thrust deep into her mouth. Surprisingly, she took well. I am a fountainhead endowed man, a trivial over 8"to be exact. I kept plunging my cock down her throat. rip welled up in her eyes as she struggled to withdraw it all and catch a breathing spell in between. But at the Saami time, I could see she had started to meet with herself. She was loving this. spit was dripping off her chin and I was getting close. As my orgasm grew near I grabbed her pilus and pulled her head back. I told her to open her mouth. I shot my load all over her cheek at least half landed in her mouth.

"Awwwww ! Yes mom, take away my cum in your rima oris ! Mmmm, be a good girl and swallow my cum mom. There you go. Mmmmmmm. You are such a expectant whore mom. in force than I could have imagined."

She said,"I want you to fuck me now. I can't help it, this feels so just. I want to feel that huge cock in me. please, read me. Do want you want with me, make me your slut."

I laid her down on her back right on the story of her living room. So retentive I had wanted to be inside that pussycat, finally it was clock time. I got between her paste stage, laid on top of her and starting tonguing her sassing again. I slid my cock in and started fucking her hard.

"Yes, fuck your mothers pussy ! Ram it in intemperate, harder ! ! Oh you are so have intercourse big ! Awwww…ooooooohh. Use me, use my cunt. Please ! Yesssss…."

I kept pumping away at her wet marshy pussycat, 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 behind. A minute later I started to play with her asshole, I spit on it and stuck on finger's breadth in and then another finger's breadth and started to move them in and out. Now she was almost screaming in joy. I pulled out and spit on my cock, it was time to fuck her Virgin prick. As I slid the tip of my down up and down her ass I could recite she was a little nervous about what was about to happen. Then I slid it in, slowly. She writhed in pain, gripping the carpeting as in effect she could. I slowly pumped in and out of her ass, a little cryptical each clock time. Soon I was fucking it at entire effectiveness, all the way in. Now she was moaning in delight again and playing with her pussy.

"You like that mom ? You like your whoreson fucked by your son ? ? Are you a foul fuck woman of the street ? ?"

"Yesss ! ! Oooooh, it feels….oooohh so fucking good. Use my SOB ! 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 kitty-cat, I want to feel you cum in me…."

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

"That's right sister. I want you to evacuate those ball into mamma's pussy ! Yes…ooooh fuck you feel so good…come on sister spit in mom's puss with your pecker ! ! Yes, here it comes, I can find you getting bigger….oooooohhh !"

I couldn't keep back it any longer. I buried my prick in her pussy as deep 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 faulty. But, I, well, I want to do this with you again I think. I love being your slut, nobody has ever treated me that way and I loved it !"

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

"Yes, we have to keep our little secret… ”