Jesse's Mother-In-Law

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

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The sexual tension was electrifying between Jesse and his Mother-in-law from the second they met, soon after he got engaged. Linda was not a woman you would call"beautiful"by any means, but she had lineament that were extremely attractive. She had very large breasts, for lesson, natural blonde fuzz, and a mouth that suggested oral sex. When she hugged him, at their first merging, she held on to him a little too long. Held him to her bosom a trivial too tightly. Hugged him with her other hand just a fiddling too low.

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

As time wore on, however, he learned from Jenna, his groom-to-be, that her mother loved long haired bozo. 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 hairsbreadth was his best characteristic. He felt like Sampson. Powerless without his whisker, perhaps.

Jenna thought he was aphrodisiacal enough. He had broad shoulders, constrict coxa, and nicely defined musculus pectoralis. He didn't work out, or anything, but he did"work"— real workplace, which kept him fit enough. But he was as freckled as a toad, he thought.

The next fourth dimension he was with Jenna's mother, was at a family unit Bar-B-Que, at her mother, Linda's house… It was a hot day, and Jesse was shirtless to the highest degree of the day. Linda could barely keep her hands off of him every time she walked yesteryear him, and she made every potential exculpation to do precisely that. Although Jenna may not get been aware of the planetary house, he certainly was. He was getting hard just mentation of the possibilities.

Jenna had 2 kids from premature human relationship, and they were getting tired and miserable. She ( Jenna ) said she'd take them home, and Jesse could number home in his own hand truck a little later, when everybody else had gone home, and help Linda put everything away. Jesse smiled and said that would be mulct. He kissed Jenna and the nipper 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 deal on Jesse's ass already.

She led him straight past the other family unit members who were variously gathering their own things, making training to part, telling them, I'll be rightfulness back, you wait for me before I leave, I just need Jesse's help 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 belt buckle. Getting it give, she undid his jeans, and pulled them off, letting them dangle around his ankles. Jesse had come ranger to the Picnic, as was his impost at his age of 23. He liked to show up off what he had to its expert reward. What he had wasn't anything to be embarrassed about either.. A respectable 7"with the girth of about a weenie in a bun. Nice, thought Linda. Just the right field size of it for going down on.

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

In one smooth movement, Linda took Jesse's cock 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 expanse right behind the promontory on the underside. Jesse was soon groaning in pleasure, and leaning back on his arm, thrusting his articulatio coxae into Linda's sass."Oh we like that do we ? ?"Again and again she took him into her throat, using the very back of her natural language to crop that sore speckle. Jesse threw his head back in delight, and made More dissonance. Finally, the noises he was making, his external respiration, and the military unit of his poking told her that he was cumming. She put his head onto her knife, and bobbed her head in inadequate, quick thrusts, and he blew his spunk into her back talk, which she swallowed, without losing so much as a drop. She swallowed a few multiplication, took a sip of beer, and then gave him a serious, late, 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 trouser, having a tough fourth dimension finding where to put his cock, with it being so tender, and wearing no underclothing, but he figured it out.

Leaving the cellar together, Jesse followed Linda back out onto the patio, helping people carry their belongings back to their fomite, while Linda said her"goodnights"to everyone. Another half 60 minutes, and they were all alone.

"Oh, Jesse, we can let the rest of this slew for the forenoon. Tomorrow's Billy Sunday. I can get it then. Let the neighbours talk."

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

"Oh, I have something else in thinker for our time."Once again, she led him by the hand. This time, through the house, and up the stairs, to her bedroom. 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 Cu curl flow free.

At that, she just stood back, as his twist fell over each shoulder, down to his navel point."Oh my Fucking God, Jesse. You are one gorgeous bit of manchild. mmm mmm mmm…"She advanced again, ran her fingerbreadth through his fuzz, and then opened his gasp 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 boots, jeans, bra and panties, and sat on the bed next to him. He tentatively raised a manus to touch her large breasts."Go ahead. That's what they're there for !"and she guided his hired hand right to the largish mammilla. She then straddled him, easily — her rose hip were wide-set.. his so slender — only a 28"waist and she put his other hand on her early bosom. He toyed with them as he never played with any other breasts — truthfully, he'd never had the opportunity to take on with any so turgid, before.

He could feel himself hardening against her private parts, which straddled him, but she was in no hurry. 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 overrun her even in this position.

"ooo, individual wants to act as, too"she said, and she just eased herself backwards, and all of that 7 in slipped inside her without the fragile difficulty. She just sat there for a little spell, feeling him inside her, with him wanting to move inside her just a short, just to find a picayune something. Instead, she leaned forward, and gave him some More of those kisses… Oh God, what a unusual sensation… he felt"wanted, hunted, and taken"from those kisses, and I guess that was the true state of things, but if he was ‘ taken ’, he wished she'd fuck him already. It was almost as if she'd read his psyche, because just then, Linda pinned Jesse's wrist joint to the bed, over his nous, 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 head again."That's not an answer, Jesse."

Jesse summoned up every bit of nous index he had, and replied,"yes, I do like that very a great deal, but I don't seem to have the office of speech when I'm tone — you know — good."

"Aww.. poor Jesse. So we need to form you sense bad, if we want to talk to you during sex ?"

"umm. I guess so."

"Oh well.. If you fuck skillful enough, conversation is not really that important. Do You ?"

"Huh ?"

"Do you piece of tail Good enough ? ?"

"Uh..I don't know…

"I'm supposed to let you just marry my girl and you don't know if you fuck good enough ? Oh THIS will never do.."

Linda got off of Jesse, went into a dresser drawer, and produced a magnanimous clock-like affair."This, My Copper-Top devotee, is a forward counting timekeeper. Like a prominent stopwatch. You have 45 minutes to create me cum. formula are, your dick has to be inside me at all meter. 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 date yet, have you ?"

"Uh, no, we haven't."

"Well then.. If you suck, we have time for"healing 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.

"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 animation, but the chagrin kinda made him palpate excited… He was OK being Linda's"fuck toy"for awhile, although he had no mind how to integrate those flavour into his feelings for Jenna. Was Linda really sober about needing to be"up to standard"before marrying Jenna ? Ugh — he sure hoped not, because he doubted he could ever take a crap a woman cum just from his stopcock. Although he'd really like to ascertain how.

Jesse jacked himself like crazy, seeing Linda on the bed, those big titty looking so inviting — the blonde hairs at her vagina looking welcoming… knowing how heavenly she felt inwardly 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 backtalk, that was so expert at sucking cock… why couldn't they just practice more cock-sucking ? He loved that portion of it.. He sucked those nipples… nipples that had breast-fed the woman he was going to conjoin — that was hott in a unusual, nappy kinda way… yeah, that made him harder and harder… and then, finally, he sank his cock home in that ridiculously wet and sonant vagina.

Oh dear god… he wasn't going to last 5 proceedings, let alone 45. He wasn't going to lastly 3 minutes if he moved much. aww.. fuck… he knew this would pass off. He reached one hand up above Linda's question, for balance, and the early one, well, the other one went on"clitoris responsibility"— doing anything at all it could to have her make any sort of sound of joy whatsoever… rubbing over it lightly… pushing on it, and moving it… pushing hard and rubbing hard. like the sensitive speckle on the underside of a guy's cock… yeah, that seemed to help a lot, truly…. could he take a fuck stroke now ? ? delight ? ? dear god in heaven, just one ? ? He did, and he came instantly inside her. FUCK ! ! SHIT ! ! NOOO ! OK… she didn't say he couldn't cum. did she ? No, not really. He could, then, in theory, continue 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 light, wanton pumping. His cock was sensitive, and didn't really appreciate it, but still, he figured Linda would. Still, he kept working with his free people hand, on her clitoris.

After a fiddling while, she seemed to be getting more and more excited, and he hoped that an coming 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 operose once again. Slowly, even though he was still pumping through all of this, he was getting hard. Maybe that would help her, too.

He started fucking her hard in earnest, just keeping his ovolo on her clitoris, and rubbing it hard and immobile. 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 o.k., because his screaming sent her over the edge, and she drew him to her, by putting her implements of war around his slender waist….. oh yes, she wanted him, but she wanted him operose.

Linda wiggled out from underneath him, went to her nightstand drawer, and produced a tubing of KY jelly, which she tossed at him. At this, she got on all quaternion, and turned her head to whisper"Saddle up, Cowboy"….

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 fair sex, but mostly it ended badly. So he'd never had a successful anal-sex experience with a charwoman before. He really wanted this. He squirted a hefty amount of lubricant into her waiting ass, and began by inserting 2 digit into her, and moving them in and out a piddling bit. At this, she moaned, and thrust herself back upon his fingers, fourth dimension and again.. Oh, god.. he got harder and harder at this. Then he inserter 3, then 4 fingerbreadth — 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 thing ] he thought…

Finally, he lubed his"hot dog in the bun"and slowly inserted it inside her… she clamped down in resistor ( intentionally, perhaps ), so that he had to use a great deal of force to get himself inside, and she screamed a fiddling as he finally reached the end of his travel. To him, it felt heavenly.. not diffuse and warm 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 storage 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 severely, tiger, if you can…"Inside his head teacher, the Good Book"Tiger"stuck… he felt rather like a Tiger… Big Cats, like Lions and Tigers fuck the females 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 utmost total of mating ensures that all of the young carnivore will be theirs, and not those of some other male.. Yeah, he was the Male Tiger for this group of females… both mother and daughter… and when they wanted to, he'd hump them as much as he could.

He fucked her ass, and he fucked her toilsome. Once in a piece, she'd let out a petty shrieking, as he bottomed out in her ass, time and again. Having cum just a footling while ago, though, he lasted a good while. When he finally did cum, the timer was way over the 1:45 mark. He collapsed on top of Linda, forcing her compressed onto the bed. She reached her hand back, and pulled some of his copper-red haircloth down over her boldness. She did love his hair. He lay there, by the timer, half an hour.. all the while his rooster still inside her ass, getting slowly smaller.

Linda was a nanny, and knew some of the specific of canonic hygiene of sex. Finally she said to him."You'd better go and take a urine, to houseclean out your inside, and wash the outside of that sweetmeat, love. — You don't want an infection, baby. Then you'd skillful get home to Jenna ; she'll be wondering where you got to.

Jesse cleaned up, came back to the chamber to give Linda a goodbye kiss, like any dutiful son-in-law would, then left the house. As Linda heard his truck starting line in the private road, she thought,"Wow, Jenna picked a winner this time."

All the patch, until the wedding party, Linda would call Jesse for"aid"with several family problems, like clogged drains, getting things down off the attic, putting things down in the basement, etc… each undertaking was"duly rewarded"at to the lowest degree by a blowjob, if not a roll in the hay, or an anal fuck.

Finally the wedding day was upon them. The nuptials was to be held in Linda's back yard. A collapsible shelter was erected, and all was in preparation. Jenna's acquaintance were helping her get ready in Linda's bedroom. Jesse, however, was to get dressed in the petite back bedroom of the townhouse. Linda said she'd go avail him, and try to preserve him calm.

When she got there, he was just sitting on the bed, in his bikini Jockey shorts, 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 family already. Jenna's a expectant female child and all, but she treats me more like one of the kids, than her husband already. How is it going to be once we're married ? When do I get to feel like a man ? The only time I do, is when I come here, and you, pardon my frankness, give suck my cock. THEN, I feel like a man."

"If we stopped our cock-sucking sessions, do you think you could still be a skilful married man and Father of the Church ?"Linda asked solemnly, realizing there was something more going on here than frigidness feet.

"I don't think I could even be a man without those, Linda, to be honest. All I'll ever be is a ball and string around Jenna's articulatio talocruralis, and a baby-sitter. I don't think I could even stool love to her without our short"injectant"of manhood."

Linda locked the door of the sleeping room behind her, and sat succeeding to him on the bed. She put her arm around him, and held him, with his head upon her rich breast. Jesse began to cry a little."Hussshh, my little Tiger… ma's gon na make it all alright. Any meter you need to feel more like a man, you bring that pretty cock of yours to me, and you shove it in any golf hole you want. I'll be your sex slave.. Your peeress Tiger… Your cum dumpster — Whatever it takes to piddle you finger like a man. You're a beautiful man, Jesse. I was worried about you being skilful enough for Jenna, but I see I should have worried about Jenna being good enough for you. You go be Jenna's husband, and Father to those sister, but you be my man, my tiger, my lover."

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

Linda threw a pillow onto the base, and drew Jesse to the bound of the bed, pulling down his bikini Jockey shorts. She pushed him backwards onto the bed, so he could unwind totally, and took him into her mouth, ever so slowly, concentrating her knife on the sensitive smirch on the underside, behind the head. Jessie groaned in pleasure. She worked and worked on this patch, exerting as much pressure as possible, and holding onto his shaft with her bridge player, bobbing in and out, as fast as she could, exerting some suction on the"out"stroke, and supererogatory lingua natural process on the"in"stroke. Jesse was close to cumming in no clip. He knew by now that there was no indigence to pull 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 minutes afterward.

In a few proceedings, he shot a big load, and she swallowed every little bit.

Luckily, Linda wasn't the sort to bear makeup, so there were no lipstick stains to wash off.

Linda helped him dress, then, after pulling up his two-piece briefs.

It was a"smart-casual"social function, which meant"nice dungaree, fun 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 underwear, but it was ok now, and her mom was in there with him.

She thought nada of it, but said"Mom, get him outside in five minutes, ok ? ?

Linda answered,"Sure thing, baby !"

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

The wedding party went off without a hitch, and"A practiced time was had by all."

The honeymoon was just to be a week at the Jersey shore. Linda was keeping one of the nestling, and Jesse's phratry the early. Linda could distinguish, though, that the idea of a whole hebdomad with just Jenna was beginning to draw 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 crownwork. 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 extra towels, and get him some clipping for his fuzz — 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 wench, to depict Jesse that she had nil on underneath…."plow it right in, tiger, I've been wet all day being close to you, and not being able to have-to doe with 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 translate ? ? YOUR fuck-post — your fucking fuck-slave… There's naught I won't do for your pleasure.. do you understand ? ?"

Jesse nodded, and slipped the elastic waist of her empire-waist style dress up over her tits… Bringing her to the sharpness of the bed, and putting her peg up over his substantial biceps, his handwriting on her titty, rubbing her teat between his finger's breadth, he did indeed plow right into her hard and flying.

There was no timer, as in the inaugural of their encounters, thankfully. He lasted no more than than 10 minutes, and fired a monolithic cargo out of his cannon. He leaned forward, his head upon her breasts ; she let him rest for a minute or two, before slapping him on the ass, saying"OK, tiger, you'd best hit that rain shower, or Jenna will total looking for you. I'm gon na leave behind your load inside me. I want to sense it dripping down my legs for the eternal sleep of the even, until this company's over, and then when you're gone, I'm going to masturbate all workweek long, thinking of you, my man, my tiger, my lover."

Linda clipped up his whisker, and Jesse showered, changing into a more comfortable jersey, dungaree, 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 exhibitor, Jesse seemed to have 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 make to leave, Linda said to Jenna that she thought that she and the little boy G—— might go to the shore also, although not to the same city, but rather Ocean city, a more"family"oriented place. Jenna thought that would be gracious. In Jesse's nightlong bag, Linda placed her cell-phone. She would get another. She only had it for piece of work, anyway. She had it on silent. She'd telephone him, and will a voice-mail with the details and new sound 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 descend in love with her daughter's husband, no. She would, however, help him with his humanness issues. Her daughter, because of her strong personality, and her need to be in ascendency of everything, all of the prison term, had emasculated this gorgeous animal. This was unpardonable. Her own missionary post, then, was to"re-masculate"him. With her, he was a"veridical man."

Even on their honeymoon, she'd be 45 minutes away. Ready to lactate or sleep together her copper-top lover, whenever he needed his humanity reinforced. Whenever he needed to sense sexually dominant, the way a real man would, or should, at least at times.

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

Only you, lenify proofreader, can decide that.

THE END