Jesse's Mother-In-Law

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

Do whatever you want with this level, only retain my name attached, please. Please report any and all orgasms arrived at through version and masturbating to these words. I love knowing that I am deliberately manipulating your mind into an erotic res publica. Thanks, and Enjoy. This story is to be considered"fable"although it has its basis in"Fact ”. The only understanding I'm telling you this, is it might fix it all the more sexy for you, and maybe reach your orgasms better/stronger/faster.

The sexual tension was electrifying between Jesse and his Mother-in-law from the instant they met, soon after he got engaged. Linda was not a fair sex you would call"beautiful"by any means, but she had characteristic that were extremely attractive. She had very large breasts, for example, innate blonde hair, and a mouth that suggested oral sex. When she hugged him, at their first off confluence, she held on to him a little too long. Held him to her bosom a little too tightly. Hugged him with her early hand just a little too low.

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

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

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

The following meter he was with Jenna's female parent, was at a kinsfolk 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 keep her hands off of him every clock time she walked past him, and she made every potential excuse to do precisely that. Although Jenna may not have been aware of the preindication, he certainly was. He was getting hard just thinking of the possibilities.

Jenna had 2 Kyd from previous relationship, and they were getting tired and piteous. She ( Jenna ) said she'd necessitate them family, and Jesse could make out home in his own truck a little later, when everybody else had gone home, and help Linda put everything away. Jesse smiled and said that would be amercement. He kissed Jenna and the Kyd 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 early family members who were variously gathering their own things, making readiness to leave, telling them, I'll be right on back, you wait for me before I leave, I just need Jesse's service 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 swath warp. Getting it open, she undid his jeans, and pulled them off, letting them dangle around his articulatio talocruralis. Jesse had come commando to the breeze, as was his custom at his age of 23. He liked to show off what he had to its best advantage. 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 right size for going down on.

Linda laid a mates of towels on the basement story for her knee joint, and knelt good down, coming face to look with Jesse's"gain to the mob"“ Oh, I just have to see what my Jenna is getting for her worry, Jesse. I hope you understand."Jesse just nodded his head, unsure of where all of this was going, still.

In one smooth question, Linda took Jesse's cock into her rima oris, and into her throat, all the way. It was no trouble for her whatsoever. She was a raw at this. Pulling him back out, she went to solve on the sensitive domain right behind the head on the underside. Jesse was soon groaning in joy, and leaning back on his coat of arms, thrusting his hips into Linda's sassing."Oh we like that do we ? ?"Again and again she took him into her pharynx, using the very back of her tongue to shape that sensitive spot. Jesse threw his head back in delight, and made more noise. Finally, the noises he was making, his respiration, and the force of his stab told her that he was cumming. She put his head onto her natural language, and bobbed her head teacher in unretentive, quick knife thrust, and he blew his spunk into her oral fissure, which she swallowed, without losing so much as a drop. She swallowed a few meter, took a sip of beer, and then gave him a serious, deeply, tonsil-rattling kiss — the kind he previously only got from Jenna — [ Like female parent Like girl, I guess ] — he thought to himself.

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

Leaving the basement together, Jesse followed Linda back out onto the patio, helping people carry their holding back to their vehicle, while Linda said her"goodnights"to everyone. Another half hr, and they were all alone.

"Oh, Jesse, we can let the rest of this mess for the morning. Tomorrow's Lord's Day. I can get it then. Let the neighbour talk."

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

"Oh, I have something else in brain for our time."Once again, she led him by the hand. This clip, through the house, and up the stairs, to her bedroom. She closed the threshold 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 copper locks flow detached.

At that, she just stood back, as his braid fell over each shoulder, 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 rush, denim, bra and step-in, and sat on the bed next to him. He tentatively raised a bridge player to touch her large breasts."Go ahead. That's what they're there for !"and she guided his hand right to the largish nipples. She then straddled him, easily — her rose hip were wide-set.. his so slender — only a 28"waistline and she put his other manus on her other breast. He toyed with them as he never played with any other breasts — truthfully, he'd never had the opportunity to play with any so large, before.

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

"ooo, soul wants to play, too"she said, and she just eased herself backwards, and all of that 7 inches slipped inside her without the svelte trouble. She just sat there for a little piece, feeling him inside her, with him wanting to move inside her just a little, just to feel a petty something. Instead, she leaned forward, and gave him some more of those kisses… Oh God, what a strange sensation… he felt"wanted, hunted, and taken"from those candy kiss, and I guess that was the unfeigned state of things, but if he was ‘ taken ’, he wished she'd fuck him already. It was almost as if she'd read his judgment, because just then, Linda pinned Jesse's wrists to the bed, over his foreland, and began, ever so slowly, to ride 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 foreland again."That's not an answer, Jesse."

Jesse summoned up every bit of mind power he had, and replied,"yes, I do like that very much, but I don't seem to have the superpower of oral communication when I'm feel — you know — good."

"Aww.. short Jesse. So we need to make you feel bad, if we want to verbalize 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 nookie Good sufficiency ? ?"

"Uh..I don't know…

"I'm supposed to let you just espouse 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 vanity drawer, and produced a large clock-like thing."This, My Copper-Top Lover, is a forward counting timer. Like a bombastic stop watch. You have 45 minutes to make me cum. Rules 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 offend up with Jenna, or, you keep practicing with me until you succeed. After all, you haven't set a escort yet, have you ?"

"Uh, no, we haven't."

"Well then.. If you suck, we have time for"remedial fuck school"…"

"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.

"Well, 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 humiliation kinda made him feel excited… He was OK being Linda's"fuck toy"for awhile, although he had no idea how to desegregate those feel into his touch for Jenna. Was Linda really good about needing to be"up to standard"before marrying Jenna ? Ugh — he sure hoped not, because he doubted he could ever make a cleaning woman cum just from his cock. Although he'd really like to discover how.

Jesse jacked himself like weirdo, 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 live 45 minute, 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 mouth, that was so adept at sucking cock… why couldn't they just practice more cock-sucking ? He loved that part of it.. He sucked those nipples… nipples that had breast-fed the woman he was going to conjoin — that was hott in a strange, kinky kinda way… yeah, that made him harder and harder… and then, finally, he sank his putz home in that ridiculously wet and easy vagina.

Oh heartfelt god… he wasn't going to last 5 minute, let alone 45. He wasn't going to cobbler's last 3 minutes if he moved much. aww.. fuck… he knew this would befall. He reached one hand up above Linda's head, for equaliser, and the former one, well, the other one went on"clitoris duty"— doing anything at all it could to have her shuffling any kind of sound of pleasance whatsoever… rubbing over it lightly… pushing on it, and moving it… pushing concentrated and rubbing hard. like the sensitive fleck on the underside of a guy's cock… yeah, that seemed to help a lot, truly…. could he use up a have it off stroking now ? ? please ? ? earnest god in heaven, just one ? ? He did, and he came instantly inside her. FUCK ! ! diddlyshit ! ! NOOO ! OK… she didn't say he couldn't cum. did she ? No, not really. He could, then, in theory, hold 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 luminosity, soft pumping. His cock was sensitive, and didn't really apprise it, but still, he figured Linda would. Still, he kept working with his devoid hand, on her clitoris.

After a little while, she seemed to be getting more and more aroused, 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 heavily once again. Slowly, even though he was still pumping through all of this, he was getting hard. Maybe that would avail her, too.

He started fucking her hard in earnest, just keeping his quarter round on her clitoris, and rubbing it intemperate and fast. Yes, she was cumming. Finally ! ! Although, when he started cumming again, she stopped him, by planting her hanker finger-nails between his ass-cheeks, and digging in…."Ahhhhhh !"he screamed, and stopped his pumping, which was very well, because his screeching sent her over the edge, and she drew him to her, by putting her weapon 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 tube of KY gelatin, which she tossed at him. At this, she got on all fours, and turned her head to whisper"saddleback up, puncher"….

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 cleaning lady, but mostly it ended badly. So he'd never had a successful anal-sex experience with a cleaning woman before. He really wanted this. He squirted a hefty amount 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 fingerbreadth, 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 hired hand found its way to her clitoris, and she was working on that herself… great… [ one less thing ] 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 peck of power to get himself inside, and she screamed a small as he finally reached the end of his travel. To him, it felt heavenly.. not soft and lovesome and wet, like vagina, but hard, and muscular, and tight — altogether different. Jesse had even tried to"top"with boys, but it never worked out right, either.. just bad computer memory that always kept it from happening, but this time, to his amazement, he was having anal sex, properly, and it was going just great.

Linda turned her head around again, and whispered,"Fuck 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 Tigers fuck the female in their"groups"up to 50 times per day, because the females are poly-fecund — meaning they can carry cubs from more than one father — this extreme point 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 grouping of females… both mother and daughter… and when they wanted to, he'd get laid them as much as he could.

He fucked her ass, and he fucked her difficult. Once in a while, she'd let out a little howler, as he bottomed out in her ass, prison term and again. Having cum just a slight while ago, though, he lasted a good while. When he finally did cum, the timer was way over the 1:45 cross. He collapsed on top of Linda, forcing her flat onto the bed. She reached her hand back, and pulled some of his copper-red whisker down over her typeface. She did hump his hair. He lay there, by the timekeeper, half an hour.. all the while his shaft still inside her ass, getting slowly smaller.

Linda was a nurse, and knew some of the specific of basic hygienics of sex. Finally she said to him."You'd dependable go and take a piddle, to scavenge out your interior, and wash the outside of that sweetmeat, love. — You don't want an infection, sister. Then you'd sound get home to Jenna ; she'll be wondering where you got to.

Jesse cleaned up, came back to the bedroom to apply Linda a goodbye osculation, like any duteous son-in-law would, then left the theater. As Linda heard his hand truck offset in the driveway, she thought,"Wow, Jenna picked a winner this time."

All the while, until the wedding, Linda would call Jesse for"assistance"with various house problems, like clogged drainage, getting thing down off the attic, putting thing down in the basement, etc… each task was"duly rewarded"at least by a blowjob, if not a fuck, or an anal fuck.

Finally the marriage ceremony day was upon them. The wedding was to be held in Linda's back yard. A collapsible shelter was erected, and all was in training. Jenna's friends were helping her get set in Linda's bedchamber. Jesse, however, was to get dressed in the midget back sleeping room of the townhouse. Linda said she'd go assistance him, and try to stay fresh him calm.

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

"What's the matter, tiger ? ?"

"Huh ?"He looked up at her."I don't know… Do I really want to do this ? 25, and a built-in kinfolk already. Jenna's a great girl and all, but she treats me more like one of the Kid, than her husband already. How is it going to be once we're married ? When do I get to experience like a man ? The merely time I do, is when I come here, and you, excuse my candor, suck my putz. THEN, I feel like a man."

"If we stopped our cock-sucking sessions, do you think you could still be a secure husband and father ?"Linda asked solemnly, realizing there was something more going on here than moth-eaten feet.

"I don't think I could even be a man without those, Linda, to be dependable. All I'll ever be is a ball and range around Jenna's ankle joint, and a sitter. I don't think I could even make believe love to her without our little"injection"of manhood."

Linda locked the door of the bedroom behind her, and sat succeeding to him on the bed. She put her arm around him, and held him, with his head teacher upon her sizable bosom. Jesse began to cry a little."Hussshh, my little Tiger… ma's gon na make it all alright. Any time you need to feel more like a man, you bring that pretty peter of yours to me, and you shove it in any hole you want. I'll be your sex slave.. Your lady Tiger… Your cum dumpster — Whatever it takes to do you feel like a man. You're a beautiful man, Jesse. I was worried about you being respectable enough for Jenna, but I see I should let worried about Jenna being commodity enough for you. You go be Jenna's married man, and Padre to those babies, but you be my man, my tiger, my lover."

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

Linda threw a pillow onto the level, 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 lip, ever so slowly, concentrating her knife on the sore spot on the bottom, behind the head. Jessie groaned in pleasure. She worked and worked on this daub, exerting as much pressure as possible, and holding onto his shaft with her hand, bobbing in and out, as fasting as she could, exerting some suction on the"out"shot, and special lingua action on the"in"stroke. Jesse was close to cumming in no time. He knew by now that there was no need 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 transactions afterward.

In a few mo, he shot a big load, and she swallowed every petty bit.

Luckily, Linda wasn't the sort to wear makeup, so there were no lip rouge grease to launder off.

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

It was a"smart-casual"affair, which meant"dainty denim, sport jacket, and a tie."

Jenna was knocking on the door, 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,"trusted affair, baby !"

Linda braided character of his hair — the top side, into a beautiful renaissance-style braid, with the stake 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 estimable meter was had by all."

The honeymoon was just to be a workweek at the Jersey shoring. Linda was keeping one of the kids, and Jesse's family the early. Linda could tell, though, that the idea of a unscathed hebdomad with just Jenna was beginning to make believe 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 cause jacket. You stay out here with the Guest 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 additional towels, and get him some clips 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 point Jesse that she had zilch on underneath…."plow it right in, Tiger, I've been wet all day being fold to you, and not being able to touch you. Don't worry about me… this is all about you, Baby.. You cum as soon or as late 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 null I won't do for your pleasure.. do you see ? ?"

Jesse nodded, and slipped the elastic waist of her empire-waist style apparel up over her tits… Bringing her to the border of the bed, and putting her stage up over his warm biceps, his hands on her knocker, rubbing her tit between his fingerbreadth, he did indeed turn right into her laborious and fast.

There was no timer, as in the first of their confrontation, thankfully. He lasted no more than 10 minute, and fired a monumental lading out of his shank. He leaned forward, his straits upon her tit ; she let him rest for a minute or two, before slapping him on the ass, saying"OK, tiger, you'd considerably hit that shower, or Jenna will come looking for you. I'm gon na leave your load inside me. I want to feel it dripping down my stage for the rest of the even, until this political party's over, and then when you're gone, I'm going to wank all week long, thinking of you, my man, my tiger, my lover."

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

The reception ended, and, with one to a greater extent blowjob, while Jenna was in the shower, Jesse seemed to stimulate his shit 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 chest, and said,"If you need me."

"I do."

As Jenna and Jesse were getting cook to get out, Linda said to Jenna that she thought that she and the footling boy G—— might go to the shoring also, although not to the Lapplander city, but rather Ocean City, a more"family"oriented place. Jenna thought that would be overnice. In Jesse's overnight 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 leave a voice-mail with the details and new phone number.

She'd be at his call, wherever, whenever, for as long as he wanted her.

The fuck-slave of a red-haired adonis. She wouldn't let herself fall in love with her daughter's husband, no. She would, however, help him with his humanness return. Her girl, because of her strong personality, and her need to be in command of everything, all of the meter, had emasculated this gorgeous creature. This was unpardonable. Her own mission, then, was to"re-masculate"him. With her, he was a"real man."

Even on their honeymoon, she'd be 45 minutes away. Ready to suck 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 times.

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

Only you, appease reader, can decide that.

THE END