Madre

"Oh Mijo! Oh!"

Then he put more pressure on her asshole with his tongue as he hand fucked her with rapid force.

"Oh Si! Oh Si!" she called out as she bucked her hips.

Her flapping cunt became engorged and bloated and the smell of her poon wafted up to him strongly. Her vaginal muscles were closing around him.

"Oh! Si Si SI!" she blurted breathlessly as her stout frame went into a nervous shuttering.

He stopped licking her at this point and simply rubbed his thumb over her anus as the pulsing of her orgasm started. He watched her anus throb like a beating heart under his thumb. She spoke all the names of the saints as the ripples rolled through her. Her torso jerked and a bit of fluid shot out from her contracting cunt.

"Oooooooh Mijooooo!"

Dave held his position until the climax rumbled to its conclusion, but he worried that their noise had been heard by Alma. He kissed Mrs. Cisneros on her wet twat and then left to go back to his room. When he arrived, Alma was still snoring away obliviously. He shook his head. They could probably have had sex right next to her!

This theory, interestingly enough, got tested the weekend they went to Las Vegas. The three of them stayed in a suite with two queen sized beds and this proved to be too much of a temptation. During the first day they went to the hotel pool that turned out to be a complex of many small pools and saunas and of course Alma wore her micro bikini to prove that she was still an attraction. Dave had to watch as all the men ogled at her big belly and milk laden tits and her ass that was still perfect but bigger. It was all a senseless tease little did they know because that same night when they got back from dinner Alma hit the hay immediately. Dave and Mrs. Cisneros stayed up and watched TV on the couch as she snored away on her back, arms spread wide. He found a Spanish station and they watched a silly Mexican movie. He made his mother-in-law a drink and they ate peanuts. Then he whispered to her.

"Sexo! Aqui!" he suggested.

"No!" she replied.

"Si!" he said and then leaned in and kissed her.

She pulled back.

"Alma escucha!"

"No." he said as he moved in and kissed her again.

"Donde?" she asked when he pulled back from the kiss.

"Aqui!" he said, pointing to the second bed.

Then he told her to go to bed so he could join her in an hour. His mother-in-law got up and went into the bathroom then. He heard the water running and then she emerged naked and climbed into her bed. Dave felt his prick stirring already. He watched another show on TV and then got out of his clothes in the bathroom. He came out wearing only jockey shorts five minutes later and quietly slipped into bed with her. She rolled into him warm and round and he reached down and gripped her ass. He kissed her as he watched Alma snore. Everything was fine. Then he slipped his underwear down and mounted her. He surged into her slowly without looking at his wife. This was their time now. Alma's snores continued unabated so he decided to go for the jockey ride.

"No! Mijo!" she said.

"Si!"

Mrs. Cisneros moved haltingly into horse position and he loaded himself into her. She suppressed her noises for a while, but as he rocked into her steadily, she gave out little grunts. He pumped her with fluidity to decrease the noise of the bed, but it was her big pussy and all its teasing rubs and perhaps the presence of Alma next to them that caused him to start speaking in the heat of the moment.

"Oh Madre!"

"Shhhh! Mijo!!" she whispered back.

"Oh Madre!" he said again, his eyes closed and his mind drifting to nirvana.

"Shhhh!"

He had completely forgotten about Alma now, even with her snores resounding through the room.

"I'm going to cum!" he announced loudly.

"Si Mijo!"

"I can't hold it!"

"Si!"

"Oh Jesus!"

He stopped fucking then and pulled out of her, letting his prick squirt down between her ass cheeks as it moved through climax.

"Oh mijo! Si!"

She smiled as she enjoyed the rolling muscular pulsations of his cock against her ass. It took her back to her youth in the countryside when she met her lover in the tall grass.

They both lost track of time and space for a while and then a loud snort from Alma brought them back. They both turned and looked at her in alarm, frozen in their dog love position. But it was nothing. She continued to snore on. He climbed off of his mother-in-law then and kissed her goodnight. Then he went over to the small part of the bed Alma wasn't occupying and fell asleep.

This turned out to be the start of a lot of risky episodes between them. After they returned home Dave fucked Mrs. Cisneros in the bathroom when his wife was in the garage doing the laundry. And at night he brought her down to the living room several times to fuck on the couch. He didn't even seem to care if they got caught anymore. He even suggested they fuck in his bed next to Alma as she slept. But even though Mrs. Cisneros vetoed this idea, she did begin to show him some of her tried and true sex tricks. One was sticking her thick forefinger up his ass and diddling his prostate as she slow jerked him, another was gripping the root of his prick just before climax and delaying his ejaculation. Dave was delirious with joy. He even started to make out with her whenever they had a spare few seconds out of Alma's sight.

But then the baby came.

This changed the dynamic completely. All his wife did was drain her aching tits and feed the screaming monster at all hours after the birth. Alma's body, as it turned out, was still completely owned by him. But the worst thing that happened was that Mrs. Cisneros was given night duty answering the kid's cries. It seemed the kid's desire for milk even exceeded Dave's desire for pussy. As a result, Dave stayed with Alma most of the night with his head buried under his pillow. She wore her nursing bra in bed and leaked into it all night. But there was still no sex to be had from her. The baby had ripped her perineum and the stitches were still in place. What an evil little monster! Dave thought. It was all a conspiracy he knew now! So he helped Alma by squeezing the milk out of her tits before bed with the fantasy that his dick was between them the whole time, while Mrs. Cisneros bottle fed the boy in his nursery. Both of the pussies in the house were now off-limits night and day! But just as he began to despair and eye the eighteen-year old neighbor girl, the schedules changed and Mrs. Cisneros was freed up to service him again.

However, it was during one of these nights that he blurted something to her that he regretted almost immediately.

"Oh god! I think I love you!" he panted one night after releasing his load up onto her bubble butt.

His mother-in-law understood his words immediately. A look of shock came over her face.

"No Mijo! Amas a Alma!"

Dave cringed.

"Si! Si Madre!" he quickly corrected.

But his words caused a fear in her that changed things. She started turning him away at night. This caused a fear in him. How could he go on without her? He came to understand then that she was the only thing that was keeping him sane! He started pursuing her, trying to stop her when he saw her around the house to ask her what was wrong. He even grabbed her arm tightly one day before she broke away.

"No Mijo!" she warned, holding out a stern finger to him.

He wanted to cry and grovel at her feet.

"Por favor, Madre!" he wanted to scream.

He realized then he had ruined everything. But he also realized his words to her that night had not been frivolous things he had said in the heat of the moment. He knew now that he really did love her. It had just happened so slowly, developed so gradually, that it had snuck up on him. Shit! He couldn't believe it himself. But now what?

After a month, Alma's perineum was healed and he was able to fuck her again. He was forced to go slowly as her tits moved in big circles from his thrusts and dribbled milk. He had to stop often whenever she gave him pained expressions. Her cunt also felt different. It seemed to be overly wet. It just wasn't how he had remembered it. He even found himself getting soft inside her. And Alma's somewhat indifferent attitude towards him and his needs also annoyed him. She was playing the passive Mexican mother now; the sexual martyr. What kind of bullshit was this!

It all came to a head one night when Alma told him to make his own dinner.

"Is there anything you want to do for me anymore?!" he yelled.

"Go to hell!" she replied.

He followed her out onto the porch.

"That's okay! I'll get your mother to fix dinner for me! At least she cares if I eat or not!"

"Sure, you do need a mommy!" Alma retorted.

"Yes, I do! She's a better wife to me than you are!"

"Fine! And how is she in bed, huh?!"

Dave froze.

"What?" he blurted.

Alma turned and gave him a sly smile.

"Why do you think I invited her here? Have you figured it out yet?"

Dave's head started to spin.

"What!"

"Did she tell you what my father did when she was pregnant with us?"

Terror coursed up Dave's back. He thought back to what she had told him that night.

"No."

"He fucked every whore in town!"

His guess hadn't been far off.

"Okay... so?"

"Do you think I wanted that to happen to me?"

Another wave of terror and disgust coursed through him.

"You mean... you brought her here... to be a surrogate?"

"Yes! Do you think I'm an idiot?!"

Dave noticed Mrs. Cisneros standing in the living room listening to them then. He realized that he had been a complete fool now. He had mistaken his mother-in-law's devotion to her daughter as love towards him.

"I don't fucking believe this! I'm out of here!" he said before storming back into the house and then out the front door.

Mrs. Cisneros watched him rush past and called after him.

"David!" she said, calling him by his given name for the first time.

When he returned hours later, there was no sign of his mother-in-law. He found Alma in the nursery breast feeding their son.

"So- your mother is gone?"

She squeezed the tit the baby was nursing on.

"Yes, I drove her to the bus stop."

"Oh okay, so, you don't need her anymore?"

"No. We'll be fine now."

Anger rose up in him.

"Well, so glad you made all the decisions..."

"Someone had to." She answered blandly.

Her smugness irked him.

"What if I told you I'm in love with her?" he confessed.

She only gave him a quick smile.

"That's okay. You'll get over it."

He stopped and caught his breath.

"You know, she has so many things you'll never understand!"

"Probably not." She replied flatly.

"You really think you're smart, don't you!"

"I know men."

"And I'm just another man, right!"

"Well, you did fuck her."

"Yeah because you wouldn't let me anywhere near you!"

"Okay- so it all turned out good for you in the end- you got your pussy and I got my sleep."

"But she's your fucking mother!"

"That didn't stop you."

Dave was dumbfounded. He wanted to hurt her in some way with his words but he couldn't find any. He reached out and took the baby from her.

"Don't handle him like that!" Alma chastised as she resisted giving him up.

Dave set the baby down in his crib and started pulling Alma out of the room by her arm.

"He's not done!" she protested.

"Yes, he is!"

He proceeded to pull her down the hall as she tried to hold her ground.

"You're hurting me!"

"Good! I like to hear the emotion in your voice!"

"Leave me the hell alone or I'll kick you in the balls!" she threatened as he pulled her into their bedroom.

"Not a chance!"

He dragged her to the bed and pulled her down across his lap.

"What the hell are you doing?!" she said as she flailed her arms and legs.

She was wearing only a nursing bra and underwear and soon he had the panties yanked down to mid- thigh. As he bent her forward over his leg some of her milk dribbled down onto the floor. She started to kick her legs harder. Then he gave her the first slap on her wide, high arched ass.

"Ow! Stop!" she yelled.

"Nope!"

He slapped her tan rump again and again as he fended off her attempts to scratch his face.

"How does it feel to be the recipient of pain?"

"Fuck you!"

"Oh, that's the best idea I've heard all day!"

He ripped her panties off then and yanked the nursing bra down around her waist. Then he pulled her back on top of him onto the bed and gripped her super tits with both mitts. Twelve or so pale white streams shot into the air like a lawn sprinkler.

"Do you know long I've wanted to squeeze these things as hard as I could? How long I've wanted to fuck them?"

She reached back and pulled a chunk of his hair out then.

"Ahh! You little bitch!" he yelled.

He rolled her over and held her face down against the bed. Her ass was right under his groin now.

"You thought you had me all figured out, didn't you! Just like Daddy! Just another whore fucking asshole!"

"Damn right! I wasn't going to lose you to some fucking whore!" she frothed.

Dave suddenly realized what her devious little plan have been all about- keeping them and their family together. It was diabolical, no doubt, and even paranoid, but it was also a tribute to him and an expression of how important he was to her. He unbuckled his pants, pulled down his zipper and grabbed his prick. He pushed it into Alma like he had pushed it into her mother. Her pussy held him firmly.

"Oh Toro!" she gushed as the surprise of it made her suddenly emotional, "I love you so much!"

"Oh god! I've missed you too, baby!"

She picked her ass up off the bed with him still inside her then. Dave gazed down and put his hands on each of her wide, chunky ass cheeks and started humping away at her. He began to machine fuck her twat like a man possessed. He put his thumb on her asshole and massaged it and then pushed it in.

"Oh Toro! Siiiii!" she called out.

Dave went at her for five minutes until he came inside her. It amazed him how quickly he could cum with Alma. His prick stayed hard enough to even fuck her tits as she held them together for him and pinched the milk out of her bumpy nipples. The high fat milk proved to be the perfect lubricant and he soon shot another ball load onto her sternum and neck. She looked down at the mess he had made on her and gave him the most satisfied smile.

"My poor Toro!" she empathized.

She climbed on him next when she saw his prick still had life and pounded her body into him. Her tits, with their erect nipples, flopped violently and dripped their contents onto his stomach.

"Oh Toro! I need you to be stern with me!" she directed as her face took on a silly looking pout.

Dave only nodded as he took in the scene of her bouncing form over him. It was like her sex drive had been suddenly reawakened after lying dormant for years. Her wide hips crashed around him and their force made him feel small and weak. Knowing he was a prisoner of her fuck lust again made him pump another uncontrolled load into her.

"Ahhhh! Godddd!" he cried as his cock grew wide and disgorged its last remnants.

His exhausted prick fell out of her limp a minute later. It was only then that the cries of the baby could be heard down the hall. Alma got off him immediately and left with her bra still around her waist. He watched as her nude, chunky ass switched as it chugged out the door. Alma fed the baby until her milk gurgled out of him in little burps. She held him against her swollen tits and patted his back. Soon he was asleep in her arms and she put him down.

"Good night my little Toro!" she said to the boy as she kissed his forehead, knowing that she would have to perform the same service for him as her mother had for Dave when he grew up and took a wife.

In the hallway Alma saw Mrs. Cisneros waiting outside their bedroom door with her purse in hand and her suitcase next to her. She held a finger up to her lips and pointed into the room. Dave was already fast asleep. They met and hugged.

"Familia es familia, Mija." She whispered to her daughter.

And then Mrs. Cisneros left with the knowledge that everything was settled.

The scenario would always be the same. The expectant father would always need a fuck substitute just as Alma's father had. And he would always fall in love with that woman as Alma's father had always fallen in love with the town whore, Anna Maria Lopez, during each pregnancy. Mrs. Cisneros had advised her daughter well and the play had gone according to script like it always would.

Now all her mother had to worry about was the baby in her stomach.