Mother-In-Law

Naked again. One of these days he is going to take her up on her unspoken invitation!

Her door, as always, was ajar with a soft light beaming from within allowing him a clear view of her luscious body. Just like those glass cases in a jeweler's shop, with lights set inside to illuminate the jewels, making them sparkle, inviting you to look at them; inviting you to try them on. But this jewel wasn't just any jewel; this jewel is his mother-in-law, Elaine.

Lying on her side with her back to the door, he traced her body with his eyes. Her dark hair fell down her neck but not past her shoulders, leaving clearly defined shoulder blades outlined in her smooth tanned skin but his eyes moved on. The dip of her waist attested to her still excellent figure for a woman of 47. His eyes lingered for just a moment on the swell of her hip but quickly slid down her long slim legs to her pretty bare feet. He could not see her toes but he knew they were painted white or 'silver ice' as she calls it.

He watched as she moved, as if she was just trying to get more comfortable on the bed but in doing so, she pushed out her buttocks as if inviting him in for a closer look. He hardened. He couldn't blush now if his life depended on it, as all the blood had just rushed from his head to his cock. His hand reached down to cup his groin giving it a gentle squeeze before adjusting a little. He knew that she knew he was there but he said nothing and neither did she, at least not verbally. Her actions spoke volumes to him but her lips said nothing. And just as he does every night, he walked away.

Working the afternoon shift means Michael comes home night after night to a dark quiet house. After tugging off his work boots and putting his lunch bucket on the counter, he goes to his room to peek in on his wife, Donna. She is tucked deep beneath the blankets breathing softly in sleep. Closing the door, he is careful not to wake her as he heads to the bathroom to shower away the days grime and stress.

Tossing all his filthy clothes in the hamper, he stands naked before the mirror that hangs on the back of the door. His dirty hands clasp together and his arms make a circle over his chest and abdomen, tensing his body to make his muscles stand out. The classic stance of a body builder but without the oil, thong or muscles they have. Not giving up, he raises his arms over his head to try again.

A chuckle erupts as he admonishes himself. "Give it up, guy. A muscle man you ain't."

Turning to the shower, he adjusts the water and steps beneath the spray. Sharp needles of water stab at his body but it feels good. Soaping up every last inch of himself he washes away the grime before letting the stream of water sluice it all away and down the drain. He sees that he is still partially hard from the vision of his naked mother-in-law reposing like a model in a painting, in the guest room just down the hall.

Taking the soap in hand, he lathers the coarse pubic hair surrounding his bobbing erection. Turning his back on the spray and keeping his balance by placing his left palm flat against the cool tiles he takes his soapy cock in hand.

Eyes closed, he pictures Elaine naked and lovely on her cool creamy sheets. Slowly his hand slides from base to tip and then just as slowly back down again. He sees the plump swell of her ass and the dark thin line that splits it into luscious halves. Muscles tensing of their own accord this time, Michael feels the pressure build. Soapy hairy knuckles facing the floor of the tub as his hand strokes his shaft up to the swollen tip. His thumb slips over his slit, soapy and smooth, making him moan aloud. He opens his legs wider to allow the steady stream of water to beat against his ass.

Again his mind wanders down to her room. The room that is both too far away and yet not quite close enough. His mind sees her as she raises one leg up in the air opening her treasure to his view as she slides one painted fingernail along a smooth shaven leg. His fantasy continues as she rolls to her tummy and slowly brings her knees to her chest lifting her ass high in the air. He sees himself standing at the foot of her bed as her body opens to him like a flower to sunshine. His hand grips his cock tighter and without realization, his slow strokes pick up speed. His breath is now raspy as it huffs from his opened lips. Leg muscles taut and his ass cheeks give 'buns of steel' a new level. He strokes himself closer and closer to heaven. With a loud grunt then moan Michael feels the cum that filled his sac bubble up and out of his cock. Spurts shooting from his slit to splatter the tiles, the tub and even his left foot as animal sounds shoot from his mouth.

Just as he floats back to reality on trembling legs he hears a soft knock and a voice calling, "Mike? Michael?" as Donna comes through the door.

Quickly, Mike turned to face the spray and washed away the evidence of his desire. Stepping out of the shower, he grabs a towel and turns to his wife.

"What are you doing up so late?" he asked.

"I heard a noise and funny sound so I came to see if you were ok in here."

"I'm fine, honey. Sorry I woke you."

Donna slipped past her husband as he was drying himself, lifted her nightie and sat down on the commode to pee.

"You didn't wake me, not really. I've been sleeping like shit with you on this shift. I hate going to bed alone so I'm always just half asleep until I hear you come in.", she answered him as she took a handful of toilet paper, wiped and stood up to flush. Brushing past him again, she stood at the sink to wash her hands and turned to dry them on the same towel he had just wrapped around his waist, loosening it and smiled as it fell to the floor.

Gripping him by his half erect penis, she grinned and said, "Come on to bed, honey. I'll show you the way."

Pulling himself from her grip, he put his hands on her arms and said, " I want to shave, Donna. I know the way. I will be there in a bit."

"Ok" she grinned, pulled off her nightie and scampered naked from the bathroom, "but don't be too long."

Mike turned to the sink to begin shaving and sighed. "Shave slow and think of Elaine", he said to himself, hoping to regain his strength so he will not let Donna down. …………………..

The next day, Mike woke to giggling in the kitchen. Slipping on his boxers and a tee shirt, he wandered off to see what was going on.

"Good Morning, Michael." Elaine's sultry voice was like a direct line to his cock. He felt it stir but willed it down. The picture of her lying naked on her bed was pushed from his mind as quickly as he could force it out.

" Mornin' Elaine" he answered as he walked over to the coffee pot to fill a mug.

"Sleep well, honey?" Donna asked his back as he poured.

"Yeah, great. Thanks. How 'bout you?"

"I was just telling Donna she should use these sleeping pills my doctor prescribed for me awhile back. I sleep like a baby now and don't need them anymore and she is so tired from not being able to sleep. What do you think, Mike?" Elaine asked.

"Great, sure. Anything that helps her." Turning to Donna, " Maybe it will break the pattern or something. I've noticed dark circles under your eyes and I know you're beat. Maybe you should listen to your mom and give it a try." Mike stated

"Ok, I feel a 'gang up on Donna' coming so I will save you both the trouble and just try it tonight and see if it helps. OK?" Donna asked turning to look at both of them.

Mike nodded and Elaine said, "Good girl. You need to try something."

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As usual, Mike crept quietly into the house and saw the light on in the room down the hall. Losing his boots and dropping the lunch pail in the kitchen, he walked down the hall to see his mother-in-law naked as the day she was born but built better, laying on her bed with her back to him. Standing at the door, he looked in. The same vision as before only this time, Elaine made a movement right away. On her side, she brought both her knees up to her waist and pushed her bottom out towards the door. Mike could see that dark line split apart and offering him a hint of the dark shaded area around her anus. Staring harder, Mike could just catch a glimpse of pubic hair as it peeked from between her legs. Her puffy lips were just barely visible. He was hard as a rock. Squinting his eyes and leaning into the room a bit more to try and see better, he jumped when he heard Elaine's voice.

"Go check on your wife and take your shower Sugar. I'll be waiting right here for you."

His heart was pounding so hard he could hear it pulsating in his ears. He was sure it was so loud it would wake the dead. But of course, it wasn't. He just looked at his mother-in-law and said, "Pardon me?"

"You heard me, sugar. Now hurry up, I've been waiting for you."

Mike closed his mouth, swallowed, blinked his eyes and stepped back. Wondering if he heard exactly what he thought he heard. Wasting no more time trying to figure it out, he left her room.

He went down the hall to his room to look in on Donna. She had kicked her covers off so he went over to her and pulled them back up. He leaned down, kissed her cheek and for a moment her soft snores stopped and so did he. In less than a second, she was snoring again. Mike picked up the small prescription bottle next to the half empty glass of water and read the RX that was prescribed for Elaine Dumont. Mike knew Donna was not going to wake up tonight. Putting down the bottle, he left the room.

Slipping into the bathroom, Mike did not waste any time in stripping down. He peeked in the mirror but tonight he decided to forgo his display of brawn and just hopped into the shower. Thoughts of hurrying to Elaine rushed to his head and in response most of his blood rushed to his cock. Soaping up and washing down was finished in a matter of minutes this night. He toweled himself dry quickly and wrapped the towel around his waist.

Looking in the mirror before he slipped out, he said to himself, "Here goes buddy. This is it!"

Standing in the doorway of Elaine's room, Mike saw that she had placed pillows beneath her head and was now lying on her back. Nice sized breasts were flattened only a little against her chest. Her tummy while not perfectly flat was 'nicely rounded'. Just below that nicely rounded tummy was a patch of dark thick pubic hair, unlike Donna who chooses the more popular practice of shaving and trimming her bush. Elaine's legs were opened and straight down, this time, Mike could see her 'silver ice' painted toenails. Looking back up between her legs, Mike was surprised that he could not see her lips as clearly as Donna's due to their different personal hygiene practices.

He knew he should not be comparing the two women, Mother and daughter, but he couldn't seem to be able to stop himself. He finally looked up to her face and saw her smiling. She lifted a hand up and hooked her forefinger to invite him in. Mike came over to the edge of the bed and gasped aloud when his mother-in-law tugged his towel lose and it fell to the floor, leaving his hard cock to bob in front of her face. 'Silver ice' tipped fingers wrapped themselves around his erection and it stopped bobbing but it did not stop 'throbbing', in fact, it was worse. Moaning as her grip tightened, Mike swayed on his feet when he closed his eyes.

"You like that, Sugar?" Her sultry voice making him open his eyes.

"Oooh yes!" Mike answered a little breathless.

Before he could close his eyes again, Elaine sat up and took Mike's cock into her mouth. He moaned. Involuntarily, he thrust his hips forward. He hadn't planned on it, it was just his cock felt so good in her mouth, he couldn't resist.

She took the cock from her mouth only long enough to chuckle and say "Go on, Sugar, fuck my mouth. I love it. I love feeling a big, hard hot cock being shoved down my throat. I love the precum that oozes sweetly onto my tongue. I love feeling your cock swell with each thrust. Yes, baby, fuck my face but don't cum. I have other plans for that cock of yours tonight."

Mike's hands slipped behind her head, pulling it forward by her hair to his hard cock. His hips thrust forward just as she directed him to, so he could, indeed, 'fuck her face'. He knew his precum was seeping now. It thrilled him to know she wanted to taste him. He was disappointed that he could not let his cum shoot out and down her pretty little throat but he too, wanted to see what 'other plans' she had for his cock.

One of Elaine's hands gripped his ass cheek and could feel how hard it was and her other felt his balls. They were tight and taut and it was obvious that too much more of this and he was going to shoot. Not wanting this to happen, she pulled his hips away from her face and his cock from her mouth. Moaning, he reluctantly complied. His cock barely fell from her mouth before it bounced back up to hit his navel.

Through smoky eyes, Mike looked down and saw how much sucking his cock had made her lips swell. They were delicious looking lips. He bent down to kiss her, softly at first but then with passion. His tongue slipped in to dance with hers and his arms went around her crushing her breasts to his chest and it felt great.

Pulling away from him, Elaine laid back on the pillows. She took one of them and placed it beneath her bottom, lifting her ass up and she opened her legs inviting his look, his touch, his tongue.

"My turn, Michael. Look at me. Touch me. Taste me!" She wanted to scream it but it actually came out as a whisper.

Mike needed no more invitation than that. He was on his knees at the foot of her bed and faced her opened legs. He placed his hands on her soft thighs and opened them wider. A little wet sound as her labia opened for him was music to his ears. He bent in and placed one fat thumb on either side of her lips and spread them wide. He took his time, looking at the lovely pink gash, the dark tinged inner labia and the swelling white nub peeking out from its hood. Mike placed his face so far into the apex of her legs but he still did not touch her with his mouth. Instead he inhaled deeply of her scent and felt the familiar throb of his cock and ache in his belly, just from the scent of her.

Elaine could stand it no more and lifted her hips up off the pillow and tried to force her cunt to his lips. His masculine chuckle was his way of telling her he was taking control for the first time since he had entered her room. Teasing her, he refused to touch her with his mouth until she made a few more thrusts and started to beg him. Finally, even he did not want to wait and he lowered himself and placed his mouth over her cunt fully. His tongue darted out and fucked her as his thumbs still kept her hairy labia pulled apart. Deeper and deeper his tongue lunged. His face was plastered into her groove. He couldn't breathe, he didn't want to breathe, he just wanted her, more and more of her.

Elaine couldn't breathe either, her legs opened and closed on his ears. Her hands tangled in his hair pulling him into her closer even though, they both knew he could not get any closer. Pulling himself from her cunt, Mike lifted his head only long enough to capture her clit with his tongue. One quick suck and then his tongue laid flat and hard against her clit, taking one of his thumbs, he fucked her with it. Her hips flew up off the bed. Her screams were lost in the pillow she had taken from beneath her head and put over her own mouth. Mike heard the muffled noises and was pleased that he made her cum.

He rose and took the pillow from her face and kissed her deeply. His tongue dipped inside her mouth so she could taste herself. The way she kissed him and pushed her tongue inside his mouth, he knew she was savouring the tangy taste of her own nectar. She moaned and just kissed him harder.

Mike pulled away to prepare to fuck her, but Elaine wanted the reins of control back. She didn't want to just have Mike fuck her but she wanted him to fuck her ass. Donna's father and her enjoyed sex that way often but now that he was gone and she was alone, it had been so long for her. She wanted it now.

"Mike wait" she said.

"What? What's wrong?" Mike asked.

"Nothing's wrong, Sugar. I just want to do something different." She answered as she leaned over to her nightstand and offered him the bottle of Astroglide.

"What's this?" He asked.

"Well, Sugar, it is lube. Why do you think I lay with my back to you when you come in each night? I know you are looking at my ass and it is my ass I want you to take. You alright with that, Sugar?"

Mike had wanted to try anal sex for ages but Donna would never agree. He couldn't believe he was going to get his chance and with Donna's sexy mom to boot!

"Sure, I uhmm, yeah. I am ok with it. I haven't done it before but I want to."

"Ok then, Sugar. Let's do it."

Elaine took the bottle from Mike's hand and flipped open the top. Pouring a generous amount into the palm of her hand, she gripped Mike's cock. Mike thought the grip on his cock was wonderful but with the astroglide it was like fucking warm butter. She soaked his cock well. His pubic hair, his balls, everything was covered with the lube.

"Ok, Sugar, you need to prepare me too. All you have to remember is to go slow. Once it is in and my body has adjusted to having you inside me, then you can fuck. But until then, listen to me and let my body guide you."

With that, Elaine rolled to her tummy and placed the pillow below her hips to lift her ass in a wonderful inviting pose. Mike kneeled down between her legs again and spread them a little wider. Putting down the bottle, he used his thumbs as he had on her cunt, spreading her cheeks apart to look at the dusky inviting little pucker, he was going to bury his cock in. He couldn't resist, he leaned forward and gave it a little lick and a kiss. He watched as her orifice winked at him and he smiled.

Pouring the liquid into his hand, Mike caressed her ass, slipping and sliding along her slit, moistening the way to paradise. He slipped a finger into her cunt and fingered her for a moment or two. Then up to her winking pucker, looking so inviting but vulnerable. He pushes one finger against the rubbery tissue and feels it give way but just a little. Just the tip of his finger slides inside her and her muscle grips it like a vise.

My God, this feels tight. I can only imagine how my cock it going to feel inside there, he thinks to himself.

He pushes his finger in deeper. The resistance lessens but is still there. Finally, it is all the way up her ass but he wants to try two fingers. He pours the lube right over his hand and fingers moistening the ones that are not embedded in her ass. Spreading her cheeks some more, he slips a second one into her orifice. It is tight. He feels her body try to relax, but not quite making it. He waits to let her prepare herself for the coming invasion. He feels her relax some more so he pushes inside her again. Two fingers are in. She is still so tight. He looks down at his hard, pulsating cock and can't imagine that he is going to get that in her. But as if she read his mind, she says.

"Ok, Sugar, lube your cock again and press against my anus. I will try very hard to relax. You will slip in like a pop and it might hurt me a little but not for long. It burns for a bit. It has been a long time since this has happened to me. Just stop and wait. When I am ready I'll push back on you and you'll know it is ok to push slowly inside. Ok?"

Mike, needed no more encouragement, he poured the lube over his cock, stroking a few times, whether to spread the lube or just because if felt so damn good, who knows.

He kneeled up behind her and placed the head of his cock on her shiny lubed asshole and waited. He pushed ever so slowly against her pucker and he felt the resistance just as she must have felt the pressure. A little harder he pushed, he could see the puckered ring opening a little to allow his entrance and in that second in it popped, just like she said it would.