My Son in Law's Needs

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My Son in Law's Needs (Closed)

I am a pretty hot grandmother for sixty-five. I have kept my weight down and skin well cared for. I work out and eat right. I dye my hair blonde and wear the latest fashions to accentuate my 36x28x34 figure. I have lived a life of quiet acceptance of a society where sexuality like I feel is shunned. I was married, had three beautiful children and four grandchildren. I live with a man who is good to me, although not nearly as sexually demanding as I wish.

My youngest daughter and son moved away after college and have not returned for more than a week at Christmas or in the summer. My oldest has remained here in the suburbs of Phlly not far from where I live. We are close. Close enough to know she is not a hot commodity in bed.

Her husband is however her opposite in almost all ways. He is spiritual, she is not. He is sensual, she is not. He is quiet, she is loud. They have somehow kept it together for twenty years and have two lovely children.

I have always wondered if he was a little more sexual than he lets on. His eyes would linger on me or our hugs would be a little closer and a little longer than is normally acceptable. Nothing overt but still, I wondered.

With their kids getting older the usual tensions existed. I knew my daughter's lack of bedroom interest and her complaints about his renewed sexual interest and demands was going to push him to seek satisfaction elsewhere. His demands by the way made me weak in the knees. My daughter even admitted as much.

"I know I am supposed to like it but he wants to go down on me all the time" she complained one day. I had a hard time commiserating with her since it had been years since I had had that pleasure.

"I know what you mean" I lied as a rush of excitement coursed through my body.

It was that night, laying in bed that I came up with my plan. I would go to their house where he worked from him and accidentally walk in on him working and go from there. I had walked in on him before years back and he was at his desk in only his boxers. He said he had just finished working out but I never quiet believed it.

I did my usual work out with images of fantasies to come. I showered and dressed in the most accessible outfit I could image. It was a warm spring day and as the breeze blew through my apartment I pulled the short tennis skirt up my freshly shaven legs. I then pulled a tight pink polo over my bare chest. My nipples were not denying I was horny as hell. The idea of rejection quickly dissipated as I looked in the wall mirror and saw I looked good. If he was in need there would be no denying this.

I slipped on tennis shoes and drove to their house I parked a house away and walked quietly to their back door. I peeped in and then opened the door quietly. I wanted to get to the basement where his office was before he knew I was here, I would pretend he had just not heard me call if he somehow is not interested.

I crept down the stairs feeling like a teen sneaking out to be with my boyfriend. I walked around the corner and as I was bout to say, "Steve? Is anybody home?" I froze, stunned by what I saw.

 

[DanFS]

I had settled back into my leather office chair, taking a break from my latest article I was writing for a well-known motoring magazine - and knowing I was all alone, as my wife Julia was out at work, no doubt busy in her Marketing Office, preparing media plans and advertising campaigns for her clients. For an extrovert like her, she had really found her ideal job!

I preferred to work from home, with less interruptions, as a freelance writer, and more freedom – no nine to five in the rat-race for me!

I had decided to unwind and stepped out of my shorts, to allow me to relax a bit.
I had discovered a new scene on this website which catered for my fetish of the moment – I had started a short movie playing on my computer, which showed a woman a little older than me.

In fact, she bore more than a passing resemblance to Julia’s mother. Although I had chosen this scene deliberately, this was a happy coincidence.
Julia’s mother was one hot lady! She was a MILF before the term was even born.
She was just an older version of Julia, blonde, with a slightly more generous figure, but much more sensual, I guessed, judging by the fact she was mother to three children.
She certainly enjoyed life to the full.

The woman on the screen had the same style and almost the same colour hair, and a similar figure – trim, and smooth-skinned, with the same easy-on the eyes appearance. Her being dressed in a sheer black bodysuit, and black hold-up stockings, with knee-high black leather boots certainly encouraged my fast growing erection!

As the ‘actress’ knelt before the erect cock bobbing at the bottom of the screen, she looked up into the camera, and licking her lips, took the tip of the phallus into her mouth.
I could not resist and took myself in hand, starting to stroke gently, as I watched this beauty fellate the man just out of shot.

“Mmmmm….Julia – I wish you’d do that for me every now and again!” I murmured.
Just then, the man holding the camera, placed his hand behind the woman’s head to encourage her to take more of him into her mouth.
I started to stroke with more enthusiasm, and then I heard:
“Steve? Is anybody home?"

"Oh my God! Kay! What are you doing here? I didn't hear you at the door!"

My hand froze in mid-stroke.
I was so busted!
There was no way I could disguise what I was doing.
The gurgling sounds and the graphic images coming from the screen only confirmed what I had been doing.

I silently berated myself for blaspheming and then for not turning the sound off!
How the hell was I going to explain this?
If this got out, my reputation as a member of the local Church would be ruined!

 

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At first I thought the porn he was watching was the most disturbing thing going on until I saw his hand full of cock. I was pleasantly surprised by his size, not the fact that he was masterbating. His body was slender but muscular with not too much body hair but enough to know I was with a man, not a boy. His brown hair was cut short and he was cleanly shaven as his wife would have nothing less.

"Well I guess the rumors are true?" I said as I eyed his nice hard shaft then brought my eyes up to his screen and noticed the older woman, an older woman who happened to look a lot like me.

"Interesting movie Steve" I said as I moved next to the chair. He was notified. I am sure he was thinking his entire life was over. He would be divorced and out on his ass within a few hours of me telling his selfish bitch of a wife.

He stammered and covered himself, well tried to.

"No need to explain" I began as I turned. The monitor illuminated my pink blouse which was fit to my torso and the only thing breaking the subtle slope of my breasts were my thick nipples. "I know my daughter is no longer interested in satisfying your desires."

I reached over with my recently manicured red finger tips and pressed the space bar to start the movie again. We both watched as the woman took almost the entire giant penis into her mouth.

"Did you think of me when you picked this one?" I asked still watching the action on the screen. "Have you thought of me before?" I asked aching to know if my taboo desires were mutual.

 

[DanFS]

My breath caught in my throat, as Kay said:
"Well I guess the rumors are true?"

For a half second, I wondered what she meant by that, before my rational brain kicked in and said:
“Whoa! You Mother-in-Law just caught you with your dick in your hand, and all you can think of is - what rumors?”

As I looked up at her I noticed how she was dressed – her tight pink top with those nipples poking through the fabric, my eyes drawn hypnotically toward them. As she told me I didn’t need to explain, I wondered what she meant.
When she told me she knew Julia no longer seemed interested in satisfying my desires, I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew I wasn’t dead on the spot!
However, if she knew we were no longer intimate, maybe this was a signal my marriage was over?

When Kay leaned forward, and with those luscious breasts straining against her top, she pressed the space bar to play the video again, I felt myself start to relax again.
As I watched the scene again, as the blonde took the huge cock into her mouth, I heard Kay speak again.
"Did you think of me when you picked this one?" closely followed by:
"Have you thought of me before?"

How did she know? Had I really been that transparent throughout my entire married life?

Julia had been a stunner from the first time I saw her, but when I met Kay, it was obvious that she had inherited her looks from her mother.
Kay was, no STILL IS…a real beauty, even in her sixties.
I had secretly lusted after her, especially after my wife no longer showed any interest in me.
Now – here she is, in my Office, asking me if I picked this video, because it reminded me of her?
Well, I guess it was time to go for broke, my life as I knew it was either over, or just about to become very interesting!

“Ummm…Would it be so wrong of me to say ‘Yes’?”
I allowed my gaze to cruise from her beautiful face, down her smooth neck, and further down over her smooth, still firm breasts, under that pink shirt, to her tennis skirt, and her silky-smooth legs below.

As I looked up at her again, my cock started to harden once more.

I decided to really go for it.
I was going to Hell anyway....

“If you did that for me….” I told her, pointing at the screen, “I’d lick your pussy until you screamed for me to stop!”

Well- there it was – I’d said it – no turning back now!

 

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I was surprised, not by his confession and proposition but by how forceful he said it. He has always been fairly mild in his manner. Never a bad word about anyone nor much emotion. "If you did that for me" was like an electric charge running through me.

I stood and faced him smiling. The sounds from the computer of the woman slurping and the man moaning were reverberating through me and the room. I reached over and turned it up.

"I would like that Steve but I think there are some things we must agree on, ok?" I said as my heart raced. My little girls husband was asking me to suck his cock and in exchange he would go down on me for as long I wanted. This was straight out of my long played fantasy. I was soaked already and I had not even touched him. I had not felt like this since, well years ago.

I could see his eyes shifting from me to the screen and his cock throbbing as he kept from stroking it.

"Sure Kay anything" he said like a kid eyeing candy and willing to agree to anything to get it.

I smiled at him with my grandmotherly sweet but judgmental look.

"Obviously this can never come out. I will deny it and have Julia divorce you, take the kids and ruin your reputation and business" I told him. He did not hesitate as he sat up and said, "I'm in" with a big smile.

I laughed and said, "boy she is not giving you any is she?"

"Oh Kay you have no idea, barely a hand job in a year" he said excitedly trying to sit up. I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed him back down. Normally he could easily over power me but today he was mine. "Looks like I will need to restrain you or run the risk of you getting carried away and forcing me to do something I may not be ready for" I said eyeing the computer cable on the desk. I grabbed it then stepped behind the chair pulling his hand back behind him and wrapping the cord tightly around his wrists. He was a willing participant to say the least.

Now immobilized I was free to do as I pleased.

"It is warm in here" I said running my hand over my forehead in an exaggerated manner then down my neck and over my breasts. I then pulled the pink polo from my skirt and raised it over my head baring my torso.

"Oh god" Steve moaned as his eyes widened and his hips tried to rise from the chair.

I cupped my breasts and moved in front of him. "Do you like these my dear son in law?" I asked in my sexiest voice.

He tried to lean forward but my knots held him in place.

I laughed at his primal instinctive lunge. I ran my hand to his cheek and said, "silly boy you have no idea how hard I am going t make you cum. You may black out as you pump your forbidden cum into my taboo mouth."

Running my hand down his bare chest I teased his nipple bringing a slight yelp twisting his nipple.

"Oh I did not take you for a yelper. I think I may need to keep you quiet" I said looking around. "maybe a pair of Julia's panties?" I said looking at his throbbing cock. I went into the other room where the dirty laundry was and found a pair.

"No, Kay I will be quiet, I promise" he said. I was not sure if he did not want her panties in his mouth reminding him or his wife but I continued. I retuned and sat on his knees straddling him. My tennis skirt sliding up and flashing him my smooth, just shaven pussy.

"I think we need to remember my daughter while we pleasure each other" I said in a strange twist on this forbidden dance we were doing. He too was turned on by this as well opening for me to slowly push the burgundy panties into his mouth.

"She is the mother of your children and my daughter and this is simply physical needs being met to preserve the normalcy we share" I explained like I was justifying a gift or something.

"That's better, now the neighbors do not need to hear you moaning and yelping" I said giving his nipple another twist. His muffled yelp was quickly ended as my hand wrapped around his cock and gave it a stroke. I starred into his eyes as I slowly moved my hand up and down his average length.

"Nice cock Steve" I sighed. "When did you last cum?" I asked knowing he could not say anything understandable. He moaned something and I said, "Oh sorry, has it been in the last week?" He shook his head. "Last month?" I asked surprised. He again shook his head. "Oh my you must be about to cum right now" I said with a smile. He nodded quickly.

I released him and he moaned with frustration.

"Did you cum in your hand last time?" I asked as I got to my knees between his spread legs. He shook his head "no". "Julia?" I asked. "He nodded."

"Her mouth?" I asked. He shook his head no.

"Her pussy?" I said feeling dirtier and dirtier. He shook his head again.

"Her hand?" I said not believing my bitchy daughter would only give a hand job other husband. He nodded.

I looked at him like a child with a boo boo. "Oh my baby let momma make it better" I said in my most heartfelt caring voice. I leaned forward and kissed his thigh. I move dup and sucked his aching ball into my mouth. I gently suckled his testicles eliciting moans and groans of pleasure and desire from him. I knew I was killing him so I took mercy. I sat back.

"Have you ever cheated on Julia before?" I asked. He shook his head "no."

"Not even when Cindy (my youngest daughter) lived with your guys?" I asked knowing what a slut Cindy was as a young woman.

He said nothing but his expression admitted his indiscretion.

"Don't worry Steve, I can keep a secret" I purred. "But you do need to be honest with me. So you have not jerked off in a month?" I asked. His eyes gave him away.

"Have you thought of me when you stroke it?" I asked knowing he did since he was watching a video of a woman who looked strikingly like me suck a young man's cock.

He nodded. I caressed his thigh and said, "good boy." The video finally ended with the man covering the woman's face with his cum and Steve now diverted his full attention to me and his aching cock.

"Are you ready for your mother in law to suck your dick Steve?" I asked as bluntly as I could. Being blunt has always been a turn on. A horny guy will take bluntness as gasoline on a match.

HE moaned and nodded wildly.

I pulled his cock to my mouth and sucked the purple head into my hungry red lips. He laid his head back as the pleasure of my mouth and tongue swirling on his long neglected cock was almost too much. I could taste his cum already and knew this would not take long. I started taking long licks up and down his shaft as I held it up. I looked up at him now watching me. I felt dirty and so, so turned on. He moaned and groaned either in heaven or hell, it was hard to tell.

"Ready to cum in your momma's mouth Steve?" I asked pausing my oral assault on him for a nasty question bringing the intensity of this immoral act to a boil.

He nodded his head vigorously and the throbbing in his cock let me know he would cum any second. I smiled and moved back up taking him into my mouth. I sucked and slowly slid down the rock hard shaft. I was nearly all the way down when he grunted, thrust and shot his first stream into the back of my mouth. His body convulsed as he had the hardest orgasm I had ever seen in a man. I worked up and down sucking good and hard as stream after stream jetted out of my son in law's cock. My mouth was filled with his thick white cum as he moaned loudly through my daughter's dirty panties. It was nasty and fantastic. I had not had a man cum in my mouth in months. Pete has lost his hard on except for periodic morning quickees.

Steve finally subsided having pumped a god awful amount of cum into my mouth. I swallowed every drop and savored the pleasure his slumped body in the chair showed. I stood and looked down at him licking my lips of the little cum that had escape and wiped the saliva from my chin. I caressed my aching breasts and gave my neglected clit a quick rubbing.

I reached down and pulled the panties from his mouth as I let my fingers slide into his mouth with my flavor.

"Oh god, thank you Kay, that was amazing!" he sighed loudly.

"My pleasure" I said seductively as images of this young man feeding between my legs in my daughter's bed ran through my head.

"So of the three of us, who gives the best blowjob?" I asked. This was such a wild situation I knew we were free to do and ask things we could never verbalize otherwise.

"Oh god Kay, you!" he said still catching his breath.

"Slutty little Cindy didn't suck you good?" I asked.

"Oh she did but you are... amazing" he said nearly at a loss for words. I smiled at his compliment.

"So ready to hold up your end of the bargain?" I asked lifting my tennis skirt for another flash. His eyes shot to my thighs and he smiled. "Oh yeah!" he said loudly straining against his binds. "You will have to set me free though" he said.

"Will I?" I asked with an evil grin...

 

[DanFS]

I was surprised that Kay agree so readily to fellate me.
It seemed I wasn’t the only one who had unsatisfied desires. I knew Pete had suffered with his health, and it must have taken it out of him physically. Now I knew.

I also quickly agreed with Kay that this must stay as our secret. It would destroy the family. apart from the inevitable shame & humiliation, Kay held all the cards, and I knew she could convince Julia to leave me with the kids, and she’d make sure I lost the house, car, kids, and my business reputation would be in tatters, so that was a no-brainer.
Unfortunately, my eagerness to comply, gave away my situation.
As Kay, so succinctly put it – she wasn’t giving me any, and hadn’t been for months.

I was pleasantly surprised, and a little overwhelmed when Kay bound my wrists behind my chair, to keep me under control. I wonder if she knew this had been a fantasy of mine, to be taken by a woman who knows what she wants?

Her strip, to the waist, exposed her gorgeous breasts to my view, and compounded my arousal. Her vocal teasing made things even hotter, as she spoke of the taboo of what we were doing.

Her twisting my nipple was another unexpected act. I had no idea she could be kinky.
I had yelped in surprise, and louder than I thought – as Kay decide to gag me with a pair of Julia’s discarded panties from the laundry. Fortunately, they were not too fragrant, but still held a distinct tang of Julia’s musk, which flooded my senses as soon as Kay stuffed them into my waiting mouth.
She gain reminded me of the taboo of the act we were committing, making me painfully aware (in more ways than one) that this lust was just a physical act, there was no ‘love’ outside of the ‘love’ we already felt for each other.

I was shocked when she deduced I had cheated with Cindy.
That hot little blonde must have seen right through me too, and took to teasing me whenever we were alone. The inevitable happened and one day, she too, swallowed my cock, kneeling almost in the same spot her mother just did.

Why the hell had the daughter I married, not taken after her mother. Just my luck it was the kid sister, and the mother who seemed to get all the kinky genes!
Cindy had been enjoyable, and accomplished even, and enjoyed our brief dalliance behind my wife’s back, giving me what my wife would not.
But their mother – Kay, seemed to be in a different league of sexiness.

Her hot words, as she told me she was going to ‘suck my dick’ were like being given an electric shock. I felt my cock pulse, as she griped and stroked it, before licking its length teasingly, letting me see her flattened tongue sweeping up and down the hardened flesh.
Her still-firm tits bobbing beneath her as she bobbed up and down on me. It was as she plunged down and took me most of the way in, that the dam broke.
I tried, I really tried, but the pleasure was just too much!
I couldn’t hold back any more, and released my cum into her hot wet mouth, and she drank it all, as she continued to bob her mouth, sealed around my flesh, as she knelt back and surveyed her ‘victim’. I was out breath, and covered in sweat, and I had barely lasted a couple of minutes, under her oral assault.

She grinned and stood, as she licked an errant drop of my cum from her lips, it just looked so…..wanton, and made me want her even more.
My eyes followed her hand, as it delved below her skirt, as she stroked herself briefly, before reaching into my mouth to remove Julia’s now sodden panties, but leaving her fingers there for half a second, to allow me to taste her juices. She tasted stronger than her daughter’s panties, and similar, but also different, and it was a turn-on, and I bet she knew it too!

I felt I had to thank her and she took it gracefully, before flooring me with the question of which of the three women, her, or her two daughters, had blown me the best?
It was no contest, and I told her so. Experience won hands down (pardon the pun).Kay really was in a different league!

It was then she challenged me to make good on my promise.
It was going to be difficult to eat her out properly with my hands bound. How on earth was I going to hold her pussy lips open, so I could tongue her clit properly, flicking the little bean to make her thrash under my mouth?

When I told her she’d need to untie me, she grinned evilly and just said:
“Will I?”

For a moment I was stuck. I couldn’t make good on my promise if I couldn’t use my hands. Then it occurred to me this might be a test.

I looked through the doorway to the Laundry room, and nodded, Kay followed my gaze and seemed to be on my wavelength, as she gave a girlish giggle, and moving so she was standing behind me, pushed the office chair with my wrists still tied to it, the castors allowing it to roll across the wooden floor, my feet of the floor, into the laundry room, with its tiled floor, and a cupboard containing the washer/dryer - and another next to it where towels and bed-linen were stored after drying. It was the perfect height for what we wanted.

Kay dropped her skirt onto one side of it, then took a towel from the laundry basket dropped it on the floor behind the wheels, before she perched on the smooth tiled surface, which was warm due to the dryer right below it.
Yes, this would be perfect! I’d never considered this before, not even when Cindy was here, but now it struck me it was almost purpose built for this act, too!

Kay leant back against the wall, and open her legs, with a smile.
“The towel behind the wheels of your chair won’t allow you to roll away, Steve, so you can get to eating me, whilst still bound. I hope, for your sake, you’re good!”

I leant forward, and she adjusted her pose so I could reach her easily.
As I smelled her scent for the first time, her musk drew me in and I extended my tongue, sweeping it up one of her pussy lips and down the other. I repeated this move a few times, alternating back and forth, as he lips began to open, as the petals of a flower. She tasted fantastic!
I dipped the tip of my tongue between them, and licked her with flattened tongue from bottom to top, marvelling at her quiet moans, encouraging me to turn her on even more.
Her clit could be felt now, the hardened nub a target for my flicking tip, as I swept back and forth, I could feel her start to buck as a sucked gently on it, trying to draw it from its hiding place. I firmed my tongue and slid it inside her, using it to draw out her sweet/sour tasting nectar, as her arousal built, and I could taste the change.

“Ahhhh…Steve! Yes, there, there, there!” She growled, as I flicked my tongue across the bud, feeling it move slightly under my attack.
I opened my mouth wide, and sucked her pussy, all of it, quite hard. I felt her lip draw into my mouth, and she gasped before bucking under me, even harder. I slid my tongue across her clit as it was held between her lips, and she cried out, grabbing my hair, and pulling my face into her even harder. I continued to tease her with my tongue for god-knows how long.

“Oh, you dirty bastard!” She cursed. “I’m so close – don’t you dare stop now!”
My tongue was aching, but I carried on, knowing from her entreaties, that it wouldn’t take long to make her climax.

I pushed my face hard into her and concentrated on the now fully engorged clit, sucking it between my lips, and flicking the firm tip of my tongue up and down as fast as I could, trying to keep my mouth upon her as she moved beneath me, her breath became more laboured, before she bucked under me once, and cried out “Yes!” before my tongue tired, and I licked her slower now, making her buck again, then again, her fingers pulling my hair almost painfully tight, as I ate her with everything I had left. I felt my face, wet with her secretions, and sucked her clit again, hard, making her buck up into my mouth one last time.
Only a few seconds later it seemed, she pushed my head away, and with ragged breath begged:
“Agghh. No more, Oh god, No more…too sensitive!”

Her chest was heaving, and her breath sounded harsh, as did mine, as I was now able to breathe through my mouth as well as my nose.
It was at that point I realised my cock was hard again.
That hadn’t happened in many years!
As I looked at Kay, shivering as one of her aftershocks washed over her, then recovering from one more, with a sleepy kind of smile on her face. I grinned at her before wiggling my tongue in my mouth, trying to work the cramp out of it.
I licked as much of her juice from my face, as she sat up, and teasingly ran a cupped hand across my cheek, taking some of her juice and tasting it herself.

“MMmmm, I DO taste good!” She winked, as she knew full well how hot that must have looked!
On shaky legs, she stood and walked behind the chair, first dropping the towel into the laundry basket once more, before untying my wrists, which were starting to tingle.
I quickly rubbed them, as I returned my gaze to her.

I smiled, pretty sure she had enjoyed that as much as I had.

“Didn’t you say you needed some trees chopped down in your back yard, Kay?”

Thanks to a successful career, and some shrewd investments, Kay and Pete lived in quite a big house, which was prefect for family gatherings, like Thanksgiving and Christmas, and had a big backyard. Some of the trees needed felling and the roots digging up, to allow some of the younger family members to run around without worrying about colliding with a few trees dotted about the place.

“With Pete away on his golfing trip, would now be a good time – besides, I’ve written more than my quota today, so I’m all yours, if you want me?”

I knew it was a transparent ploy, but I hoped to have some more fun with Kay at their place, as their gardens were secluded and their nearest neighbours were a few hundred feet away. The weather was quite nice, and it would help me with my exercise regime, all at the same time.
Kay always dressed well, even when she wasn’t wearing much, like when we went to the Beach, and I hoped it might even get a dip in their pool, if I did a good job; as well as maybe, a dip into Kay…..

I could only imagine what lingerie delights she had at home. She still had one hell of a figure – I bet she’d look sensational in whatever she wore, but I’d love to see…..

 

[cybal]

Years of hidden desire, months of sexual neglect and the forbidden pleasures of you wife's mother clearly make Steve a sexual beast.

"I have not felt anything like that since, well, a long time ago," I say still unsteady on my feet. I could not help but notice his full erection in his lap. I smiled down at him and then leaned over and kissed him. Tasting myself in my state was an aphrodisiac and I kissed his cheeks, licking my juices then sliding my tongue back into his still hungry mouth. We necked like teens in heat as I lapped at his moist cheeks and neck tingling with excitement as the taste of my pleasure filled my head.

Finally breaking off our animalistic make out session I gasped "I have not been this turned on in years."

"When was that?" Steve asked me and I paused remembering, not sure I was ready to give up all my secrets. I looked at him and stood back up.

"A lady needs a little mystery" I said tweaking his interest.

"Come on, like I am going to tell" he said with his hands still tied behind his back and this cock throbbing in against his abs.

"I don't think you are ready for that much information on your first day with me" I told him as I reached down for my skirt. He begged but I resisted. I went into the other room leaving him to fantasize and ache in the chair. I pulled my shirt on and went back to him.

"I will call tonight and let Julia know when I need you to come over" I told him bringing his wife into the debauchery as a innocent message taker. I could see this made his mad with lust. I turned his chair towards the wall and untied his hands then said, "see you soon" and went upstairs and disappeared.

# # #

"Hi Mom" Julia said answering the telephone shortly after eight. "Uh huh, I don't think that will be a problem. Hold on I will ask Steve."

I heard Julia ask "Can you do some yard work for my mother tomorrow at one o'clock?" She was oblivious to what she was really saying. I imagine Steve heard something like "can you go to my mother's and fuck her like the stud he is!"

"Ummm, I think so. Tell her I will call her in the morning to confirm" I heard him say playing hard to get.

"He says he will call you around ten ok?" Julia said back into the receiver.

"Oh sure hon, thanks a million!" I said cheerfully. Nothing like your daughter sending her man over to explore the peaks of sexual desire and depths of inappropriate depravity.

# # #

"Hello" I said into the phone at exactly ten o'clock. I was in my yoga pants and a t-shirt having just finished my half hour of yoga.

"What are you wearing?" came through the phone. The voice was breathy but familiar.

"Who is this?" I asked in a playful way.

"You know who I am, now tell me what you are wearing on that amazing body of yours."

"Oh my, you sound very, excited," I said as I ran my hand unconsciously over my abs and up to my breasts now topped with stiff nipples at the sound of Steve's voice.

"You have no idea how excited I am" he breathed into the phone.

"I have on pink yoga pants and a tight white t-shirt knotted up at my waist." I breathed into the phone.

"Mmmmm I bet your nipples are hard" he moaned.

"I bet your cock is hard" I sighed back.

"Oh god Kay you have no idea" he said starting to lose his cool, obscene caller demeanor.

"Can you wait till one for it?" I asked sliding my hand down between my legs.

"Oh god I don't know, it feels so good," he says obvious stroking himself.

"Oh Steve save it for me," I sigh as my own hand is now rubbing circles of pleasure over the sheet material.

"I don't think I can wait three hours" He grunts.

"Sure you can Steve, Julia has made you wait for months before" I purr at him.

"But she is a dry, stiff bitch" he hisses into the phone.

"Oh I like that passion Steve. Good thing you are not here now, I think you would not take 'no' as an answer very well," my voice growing playful with my over aroused son in law.

"No, I, wouldn't," he grunted as I began to wonder how long until he came in his hand.

"So be a good boy and let go of that big hard cock and save all that nasty energy when you come over after Pete goes to the golf course" I say in my sexiest purr.

"You make me insane Kay," he says angrily.

"I also make you cum harder than anyone," I said and hung up the phone.

Just that instant I heard a car outside. I stood at the kitchen counter and waved to Pete as he got out of his Mercedes oblivious to my mischief. I was going to need this afternoon's activities as much as Steve after that phone call and now that Pete is home destroying the excitement of the previous moment.

 

[DanFS]

I was shocked, after her telling me this was just sex, to fulfil a need, when she leaned down and kissed me.
And what a kiss it was! Full of lust, as she wavered on unsteady feet, the taste of her obviously turning her on as well as me.

There is no taste quite like that of an aroused woman, and Kay was as sweet as they get (from my limited experience).
We kissed and licked each other hungrily for several minutes, before we broke apart from breath. She had done a good job of cleaning her juices off my face!

I smiled inside, when she told me she needed a little mystery, when I pressed her about the last time she had been that turned on.
I assume she didn’t want to do Pete, my Father in Law a disservice. He was a great guy, we’d spent many hours together at family gatherings over the last twenty years or so, and now, I had his naked wife, almost in my lap!
Kay decided, that was the end of our time together that afternoon. She went to dress, leaving me tied and naked in my chair, with a hard on that wouldn’t quit, thanks to her. The view of her taut ass swaying, as she went into my Office to retrieve her shirt was a sight to behold.
"I will call tonight and let Julia know when I need you to come over." She said, making it plain she had to go home, even after my suggestion if continuing at their place, where we’ have more space, and I could actually fulfil a promise to remove some of their unwanted trees. Pete was getting too old for that kind of work, and besides, he’d done more than enough of it in his lifetime anyway.

She disappeared, saying “See you soon!” over her shoulder, as her skirt-clad ass swished up the stairs.

As planned, Kay called later to ask Julia if I could help with the yard-work.
I didn’t want to appear too eager, so I said I’d call in the morning.
Julia seemed appreciative, and I almost thought I’d be in with a chance of a fuck from my wife, but no, she was trying to get ready to meet some colleagues from work for a preview of a presentation they needed to deliver next week in Houston.
Apparently these things go better with pizza and red wine? So she says…

Julia came home later, and after a quick shower fell asleep beside me, with barely a ‘Good Night’ muttered as wine-induced slumber claimed her.

She had already gone to work, when I awoke, the following morning, so I rose, and went through my own pre-breakfast routine, of sit-ups, push-ups, and skipping, before sparring against a computer-generated opponent on the Xbox, followed by a shower, and a bowl of muesli, and a large glass of Cranberry juice.
At 10am, as promised I called Kay.
I tried to imagine what she was wearing, as I knew she often practised yoga in the mornings. I imagined that tight body contorted into different positions. My cock began to wake up in response to my thoughts.

I decided to adopt the role of an obscene caller, and as it obviously me, Kay found it amusing to play along for a while, and even seemed to be getting excited herself. We were obviously like a moth and a flame, our existences now intertwined, but our desire dependent on each other, now we had discovered the forbidden fruit.

I could almost picture her dipping a finger into her sex, as we spoke, and I had released my cock, so I could stroke it.
I had never considered phone sex before, but I now saw its appeal.

She begged me to wait, at least until one o’clock, but I begged her to help me find release, as I was horny NOW. Waiting three hours seemed so unnecessary, as we could satisfy each other now.

She had that way of speaking to me, which tugged at my submissive side, and her manner of being a patient mother and grandmother, reasoning with her errant son-in-law to take his hand off hi cock, to save it for her made perfect sense, to which I reluctantly succumbed.

I had told she made me insane, to which she had replied, without a pause in the conversation, she also made me cum harder than anyone.
I started to argue, then realised that:
a) She was right, and
b) She had hung up, so arguing was futile.

I had a few hours to kill, and the computer was beckoning. I still had to write a thousand words today, if I was going to keep up with my planned work-rate.
It took all my willpower, not to go onto my favourite adult site, and to actually work instead.
I had a light lunch at midday, and then changed into a polo shirt, and a pair of old desert combat shorts, from the Desert Storm era, which had been used for yard-work many times since then.

I jumped into my old Porsche Boxster, and drove steadily, but as quickly as the law would allow to Kay & Pete’s house.

Kay had left the side-gate to the Yard unlocked, and as I walked through, my work boots, made a heavy sound on the paving stones around the side of the house. Kay was already relaxing in the sun, reading a book.

“Hi Kay!” I called over, trying to sound nonchalant, but allowing my gaze to wander over her lithe form, as she sipped a glass of something – water?
She waved and motioned me closer.
As I got close, she reached out and took my hand and pulled me in for a quick kiss.
I had thought of offering a chaste ‘peck on the cheek’, as befits a son-in-law to his mother-in-law, but I was glad she had other ideas, saving me the embarrassment of overstepping my welcome.
She kissed me full on the mouth, her tongue sweeping over my lips, teasing mine out of hiding briefly to kiss her deeply.

We were in no danger of being observed, as the nearest neighbours were over a quarter of a mile away – another reason why many family gatherings were held here. We could make as much noise as we wanted and not disturb anyone else!

Kay pointed over her shoulder, at the Outhouse.
“Tools and trash are in there. Help yourself!”
She grinned cheekily, as if I were just the hired-help, and went back to reading her book.
Just like that, I’d been dismissed to get on with the trees- my ruse for being here.

I worked quickly on the trees, chopping all five of them down. The afternoon sun was hot, and after a while, I took off my shirt.
I stopped for a break to see Kay approaching with a bottle of water.
She stopped right in front of me, and offered it to me, whilst placing her hand on my sweat-covered chest. I was breathing hard from the exertion, and I was sure, she could feel my heart pounding in my chest.
I took a long swallow, before dropping it to my feet.
“Mm mm…that’s better! Thanks Kay!”
After a moment, of enjoying her touch, I told her:
“I better get this done Kay, but god knows I’d rather work on you!”

I looked at her longingly, before she nodded and retreated back into the house.

As I started with the pickaxe, chopping the ground out around the roots of the trees, before I dug them out, I had soon found a rhythm, and fortunately, as they were still quite small trees, their roots didn’t grow too far down, I was able to dig them out.

I took a breather, as I only had one tree left to uproot, and looked around for Kay, to show her my progress. I was feeling pretty pleased with myself.
I heard a splash, and saw her head pop up above the surface of the swimming pool. She swam with strong strokes, borne with years of practice, and soon reached the end of the pool, closest to me.
She climbed out, and I drank in the sight of her, with her taut stomach, lithe legs, and firm breasts cupped by the bikini top. The black material was a stark contrast to her lightly tanned body, and I watched spellbound, as she shook her short blonde hair, and looked over at me, smiling.
I smiled back, and wondered how good that pool must feel.
‘Not long now!’ I thought, and walked over to the last tree and started to dig down under the roots, and after a few minutes, with the sound of snapping wood, the roots came free, and I lifted them out.

It was only a few minutes’ work to fill in the holes, and seed the soil with grass seeds, to grow new grass there. In a few weeks, it would seem as if the trees had never even been there.
I quickly tidied away the tools, and piled all the garden waste beside the Outhouse, so we could remove it later.
Loading the stumps and roots onto a pickup would take at least two men, and I had to wait for someone like Cindy’s husband to help out, possibly at the weekend.

As I wandered over to the pool, Kay had taken a cold beer from the fridge for me, and offered it to me.
“Mmmmm, thanks, Mom!” I said cheekily, grinning as I popped the beer and took a huge swallow. That pool looked inviting!
She playfully slapped my ass, and shook her head, before jerking a thumb to the shower.
“Clean off first before you jump in my pool!”

I couldn’t argue with that as I was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and specks of dirt, from all the work I had done.
I tossed my can in the trash, on the edge of the pool surround, and walked over to the outdoor shower. I had a bag with a T-Shirt and another pair of shorts, to change into to go home, but I stupidly forgot to bring swim-shorts.

I had thought about tripping off the shower outside, but since Kay had already seen everything I had, I didn’t think it was a problem.
Besides, now my work was done, I could enjoy the rest of my time there I hoped.
It seemed Kay had thought the same thing, as I started to strip, I felt her stand behind me, and reaching down she ran her hand over the crotch of my shorts, and finished unbuttoning them for me.
She slid them down my legs, and tapped my ass, to tell me to step out of them.

“Underwear too, Steve!” She commanded.
Soon I was naked, and with the warm water cascading down over me, Kay leaned in to playfully lick my earlobe, and said seductively.
“Let me wash you – it’s been a while, since I had the excuse!”

Who was I to argue, and with a rapidly hardening cock, and my gorgeous mother-in-law at my back, her breasts squashed against me,
she squeezed a generous blob of lemon-scented shower gel into her hands and massaged it into my back and chest, allowing me to just close my eyes and enjoy it…..

 

[cybal]

Steve arrived on queue as I sat trying to remain calm. My body ached all morning and through lunch at the club with Pete. I needed a work out and knew I had one coming over. I sometimes thought I was sadistic to myself forcing patients but years of experience had taught me that time makes the heart from fonder and the sex that much better.

I put him to work as his looks let me know he was more than ready to do anything I asked.

"Those trees and their stumps" I said motioning to the area we had spoken of earlier. I knew he would be disappointed I did not immediately invite him into the house for a romp. I went back in the house and watched him from the darkened upstairs windows. God how his muscles glistened in that afternoon sun, covered in sweat. I changed out my luncheon outfit and sat naked watching him. I was urges but resisted since I knew Steve was working hard with a rock hard shaft in those baggy shorts.

As he neared the end of the job I slipped on the bikini I had purchased recently at the behest of a sales clerk who told me I looked magnificent in it. He was sweet and took a liking to me so if he liked me in it, I was sure everyone else would too.

I needed to work a little excess tension off so I dove in the pool and swam a few laps feeling my body work and giving Steve an object for his focus. Looking up from the far end of the pool I saw Steve's boot and followed them up to his shorts and naked chest.

"All done?" I asked with a smile.

"Not quiet but perhaps a swim would work?" he said confidently.

"Not in my pool, you dirty filthy man. The shower is there" I said nodding towards the bath house. I watched him walk over to the outdoor shower. I could wait no longer.

"How will you get rid of the stumps?" I asked walking over as he seemed to be confused about clothing or something. I reached out and unbuttoned his shorts then squatted and pulled them down. His cock was massive in his boxers but I did not get sidetracked.

"Uh, maybe Matt can help me this weekend," I said referring to Cindy's husband.

"That would be interesting" I said as I reached for his boxers and striped them off.

"Matt is a big, strong man too" I said with a leading tone.

He turned on the water and let it start to wash his sweat and dirt off. He turned smiling and asked "have you and Matt?"

I smiled and reached behind my back and opened the bikini letting it fall to the deck. I stepped into the shower behind Steve and said, "is Matt really what you re interested in?" I filled my hand with soap and began massaging his shoulders and neck. Steve relaxed and moaned as my hands worked his muscles sore with the work I had him do.

"Thank you" I moaned "for cutting and dragging and shoveling and seeding."

My hands went into his hair as they had when he had gone down on me as I pulled him back against my body. "Thank you" I hissed in his ear, biting his ear lobe then releasing his hair. I pushed him forward and proceeded down his back. His ribs and muscles were exquisite. Down to his narrow hips and ass. I washed him slowly. Up his sides to his armpits and around to his chest. His nipples under my palms. The tension was electric as he pushed back into my hips. I slowly, ever so slowly washed his abs. He had his arms up against the pipe holding the shower head. My hands passed his belly button and then down spreading just before his cock to his thighs.

"So fucking sexy" I purred as he moaned when I did not at least give a passing brush to his aching manhood.

I ran my hands down his outer thighs to his knees and squatted washing his shins and ankles as he stood. I could see his cock throbbing in front of him. I lagged, washing his feet and toes. Slowly I began my way back up working his inner shins and knees. Up his inner thighs with my breasts pressed to his ass as I brought my hands slippery with soap higher. Soon I had his balls in my hands. His groan echoed through the back yard as I gently massaged what I knew must be fairly sore gems. Feeling he had suffered enough my hands both wrapped around his cock. I pulled myself tight against his back as I used both hands to stroke him. The soap easily lubricated my hands as his head working into one fist and I held the base with the other.

"Worth the wait?" I asked steadily pumping him.

"Oh yeah" he groaned. His cock throbbed in my fists and I feared he would cum right there in my hands.

"You have can have me anywhere, any way you want" I said slowing my hands and releasing him.

He turned the water off and then faced me. His expression was serious but not threatening. I felt small and vulnerable in front of him, both naked, having worked this man into perhaps the greatest state of sexual frenzy without orgasm.

"I know you have fantasized about this. Tell me. In my bed? On the dining room table where we have holiday meals? The kitchen counter? Julia's room? Cindy's room?" I ran through a few of the scenarios I had in mind but waited.

 

[DanFS]

It was obvious Kay was as turned on as I.
Her gratitude for the Yard work was also evident, in the sensual way she washed me under the shower by the pool.
Her teasing hands, felt amazing! Her whispered naughty words stoked the fire in me, as I felt her release my cock from her soapy hands, as she made sure I was completely clean.

When Kay told me I could “have her anywhere, any way I want"
It was a fantasy come true.
Stood like this, it was obvious how vulnerable she felt, my six-foot-three frame against her five-foot-five.

“Mmmm…Let’s see – how do I want you?”
I leaned down and whispered into her ear.
All the scenarios she just whispered got me hard. I won’t lie and say I hadn’t fantasised about most of them.

“Hot, and wet, and screaming would be good!” I grinned, before sweeping her up in my arms, and starting to head towards the house.

As I walked, I told her:
“I have wanted to fuck you so hard, for so long……first I want that hot sweet cunt, which I’m gonna stretch wide with my cock.”
I let the blunt curse-word hang in the air, so she knew, this was not going to be a tender love-making, this was going to be animalistic, and noisy!

“It would be so wrong, but to fuck you hard on that sturdy Dining Room table – knowing that we had all sat around there celebrating and eating together – the thought has me harder than ever!”

You could feel my swelling cock bump against your ass, as I carried you into the house, and through the double doors into the Dining Room.
I swept the vase of flowers to one side, and slid the stack of papers, which sat in front of one of the chairs

I set you on the table, and pressed my palms against the insides of your knees, as I sat in one of the chairs.
"Open up, Mom….I want to eat you a little first, before I give you the fucking you’ve been waiting for!”
I never swore like this, well maybe in my novels, but never in real life, but Kay had lit the fuse within me, and now it was burning at quite an intensity!

I don’t know if she resisted my hands, I didn’t care. I pushed until she was spread wide open, and resting upon her elbows, looking down at me.
I dove in, and tasted her – as tasty as yesterday, and just as wet. She was as aroused as me, I knew that for sure now.
She was already wet and open, so I tongued her clit, sweeping the tip across the sensitive bud, as I slid a finger into her wetness, before slowly pulling it out and making a show of licking her juices off it.
“Mmmmm…delicious!” I growled, before diving in again, and making her moan louder than yesterday.
I reached under her ass, and grabbed the firm flesh there, pulling her further into my mouth, as my tongue assaulted her, and swirled inside her pink lips, as I licked and sucked her nectar from her pussy.
I sucked those lips into my mouth, grinding her clit against them, and making her buck against me, as her hips jumped at the sensations I was causing.

I reached up with one hand, and felt her breast. I grasped a nipple between forefinger and thumb, and pulled it quite hard, hearing her gasp, and then “Aaaaaghhh!” It shouldn’t have hurt too much, just enough to find out if she liked pain with her pleasure. Apparently she did, as she hadn’t hit me!

With one last lick of her engorged clit, I pulled away, looking down and savouring the sight of my sexy, sensual mother-in-law covered in a light sheen of perspiration, as her chest heaved while she breathed heavily.
I stood, and lined up my pulsing erect cock with her pussy.

“Ready, Mom?” I asked, enjoying how naughty that sounded.
“Stop teasing me, you naughty boy!” She moaned. “Fuck me like you mean it!”
I grinned, glad she felt this as much as I. It sounded so sexy when she swore like that!

I slid slowly into her, and let her have every inch, until I was buried into her right up to the balls.
I pulsed my cock-head inside her and could her pussy walls grip me. Oh, god, that felt tight! Tight and good!

I started a slow, steady rhythm, mixing shallow and deeper strokes, and enjoyed hearing her moan with every deep stroke. As I gathered pace, the wooden table began to creak softly. The sound of flesh slapping flesh could be clearly heard, and our moans coloured the air, already heavy with the scent of sex.
I leant forward to take an erect nipple into my mouth as I pounded into her – and sucked hard, then bit lightly, apparently not gentle enough.
“Owww – don’t bite so hard, you animal!”
She grabbed my hair and pulled it hard, as if to punctuate the point, but all it did was turn me on even more!

I switched to the other erect bud, and taking it between my teeth, flicked my stiffened tongue across it, enjoying the hiss of her sudden intake of breath, and the gasped “Yes!” as I hit the spot.
She was pushing back hard against me now, and we were approaching the limit of my endurance.
Just then, the vase toppled over and rolled off the table onto the floor, fortunately, the carpet saved it from smashing, although the little water inside must have seeped out.
Kay had long ago laid back, so I could pump right into her as deeply as possible.
Her thrashing arms then swept the papers right off the table to flutter like snow onto the floor.
I growled, as I felt my orgasm approaching. I had to make her cum first!
I reached down with one hand, and rubbed my thumb over the top of her pussy lips, where I could just see her clit being rubbed by my cock. I rubbed it quite firmly with the pad of my thumb, hearing her groan, and her pleas grew louder.
“Yes, Yes, Steve….I’m so close! Make me cum!”
I took my thumb away to lick it, and make it wetter, before replacing it and rubbing her clitty-hard.

I could feel my orgasm rising, then panicked. I didn’t know if I could cum in Kay. I didn’t want to make her pregnant, that would be a disaster!

As I stood buried in her, I gasped:
“Kay – is it safe to cum in you, or should I pull out?”

 

[cybal]

It was a pleasant surprise to see I could coax the macho man in Steve out, the primal rage or intense lust. I felt like a play thing in his strong arms as he scooped me up and carried me into he house. The intoxication of youthful hard cock slapping against my bare ass.

"Oh Steve, good choice, we will think about this in a couple weeks with the families," I told him as he set me on cool polished wood table. He showed restraint, I was not sure he would be capable of this, pulling one of the chairs in front of me. My heart pounded wildly as his hot hands opened my legs. It was very erotic, the way he moved slow and deliberate.

I watched him lick his lips and focus on me, my red rose, my sex. I leaned back as he moved into my thighs, his unshaven face rough on my tender skin. My elbows on the hard walnut table as I rolled my head back savoring his soft lips. I resisted the urge to claw the table, risking leaving evidence of this illicit tryst. Steve was wonderful, kissing and licking, sucking and nibbling my extremely sensitive flesh. I alternated between watching him go down on me and then rolling my head back releasing obscene moans and groans, filling the empty house with my passions driven by his mouth.

He reached up as I laid back and groped my sensitive breast. He was rough and pinched my nipple sending unbelievably erotic pain through me like a lightening bolt. I cried out with more of a release of the intense stimulation than of pain. I just pushed me higher. His hand rubbed my breast and nipple after I cried out in such a loving but masculine way, wonderful.

"Ready, Mom?" He asked and I nearly came just hearing him say it. My mind spun and body surged as he brought me back to what I was doing, or allowing be done to me. I saw the man I watched deflower and marry my daughter, the father to my grandchildren, about to release his inner needs into me. God I was bad and loved it. I hissed "Fuck me like you mean it!" wanting nothing less than all he had. Then I felt his thick blunt head press into me, opening me with firm pressure giving me such a wonderful sensation. I was so excited and wet from his tongue lashing his long deprived engorged shaft moved entirely into me.

All I could think was "how could Julia not want this?" and I actually said that without thinking, as I pulled my knees back for him. He pressed so deep I could not believe it. From deep inside to his pelvis hard against my clit I constricted. I felt every fiber in my body contract as he pulled back and then forced himself back into me. I could hardly do more than arch my back and scream the silent scream of intense pleasure as his earlier oral stimulus lubricated his powerful thrusts.

As I lay on the table unable to think, only watching him move forward and take my breast, still tender from his pinch into his mouth. So hot and wet and warm I caressed his head. He continued pumping in an out and then sucked my nipple in hard and bit it. I cried out, cursing his animalistic tendencies. I grabbed his head and pulled him off.

"What? Are you trying to get blood?" I hissed.

I looked at him angry and excited. I smiled as he continued moving in and out of me even with my hand ripping into his hair. I released him as my body became overwhelmed with his motion. Then he moved and fed on my other breasts. I caressed his head as my body jerked uncontrollably.

I was feeling things I had never felt, so turned on I could not think. I flailed my arms unconscious of things falling from the table or anything but this man mounting me like a bull on a heifer, my son in law driving me to sexual extremes I never imagined. He throbbed and grew larger as I tightened around him. I felt like I would lose all control. Then he slowed his hips, smiled and brought his fingers to his mouth and wet them. Time slowed as I watched him look down at his cock moving in and out of me. I opened my mouth but nothing came out as his hand moved down. His finger glided around and around then pressed exquisitely against me. My eyes widened and I begged for it.

I wanted nothing more than to have him cum with me, inside me. So nasty, so bad my son in law, my daughter's husband. He suddenly asked about pulling out and I wrapped my legs around his back and held him tight. I bucked on the table with my shoulders and ass hard against the table with my son in law buried as deep as anyone ever inside me. He collapsed on top of me as his body jerked with each blast of his seed.

"Oh god yes! Give it all to me!" I cried as we both continued grinding hard against each other, milking the final drops of pleasure, waves of bliss out of this forbidden moment. Our bodies wet with sweat and saliva gliding and mixing like intertwined snakes.

Finally, he stopped and I lay spent under him.

"Jesus Steve," I exhaled. He was silent catching his breath with his face buried in my breasts and cock periodically throbbing with life inside me.

He pushed himself up after a minute or two with a worried face. I smiled and said, "my tubes were tied years ago baby," with a wink.

He sat in the chair where he started with a relieved expression. His body glistening in the afternoon sun as I raised myself to my elbows. I could feel him dripping out of me on to the head of the table where Pete would sit. His cock was finally soft in his lap and I, blissfully relaxed.

"How was Mom?" I asked with a smile. "All a son could want?" I continued feeling confident as his mouth was open and he had not really moved since dismounting me.

I looked around at the mess we had made.

"I guess this memory will make Thanksgiving dinner awkward. I know I won't be able to sit at this table without thinking about the last thirty minutes." I said, sitting all the way up, feeling the stiffness in my back and hips.

I looked at Steve who seems to be somewhere between post orgasmic bliss and horrific guilt. I moved off the table and my knees buckled. He caught me by my arms. I smiled and said, "It has been a while since I couldn't stand after being fucked."

"I can't believe we did this" he said as if stunned after a car accident or a murder.

I looked him in the eye and said, "Steve! It was only sex. Get over it. Now be a man and go home." I felt like I was talking to a little boy. I guess I was. He obeyed and headed out to the pool as I began to clean up the dining room.

 

[DanFS]

I was shocked when Kay wrapped her legs around me and pulled me even deeper into her, and cry out:
"Oh god yes! Give it all to me!"
I couldn’t pull out now, even if I wanted to.
I felt my cum pulse into her hot wet pussy, as I shot load after load into her.
I collapsed onto her hot sweaty body, both of us breathing as if we’d just finished the marathon! My face in her cleavage, as I fought for breath.

Somewhere in the background I heard her say she’d had her tubes tied years ago, well, thank god for that!
I mean, it’s not a question a son-in-law usually asks his mother-in-law, is it?
Mind you, this would never again be a normal relationship!
Kay was right, I would never think of this room the same way ever again.
Every meal eaten at this table after today, would always have echoes of the hard fucking I’d given her.

"How was Mom?" Kay asked with a smile. "All a son could want?"
I was stuck for words. I hadn’t ever fucked anyone like that before. I was amazed she had brought the passion and fire out of me like that. My cock had wilted, and I could feel a wet patch on my thigh, but once I got my breath back, I told her.

“Mom, you were sensational! Such a sensual lover. You responded to me as well as I could ever have dreamed! Your moans were so sexy, and I love it when you talk dirty to me! It’s just filthy, but I love it!”

After a pause I added:
“Why could Julia not be more like you? I don’t understand it – I’m not a bad lover, am I?”

Just then Kay tried to stand and her legs buckled under her, but luckily I caught her before she could fall.
"I can't believe we did this" I said, taking in all the mess, the vase on the floor, and the papers all over the carpet.

Kay smiled and then looked me in the eye and said, "Steve! It was only sex. Get over it. Now be a man and go home." She suddenly sounded so motherly again, not like the wanton sexual woman I had just fucked so hard.

She was right, of course, but in that moment, I felt like I was a little boy again. I’m glad she saw sense and told me so. I obeyed and headed out to the pool as I began to clean up the dining room.

I grabbed my spare clothing and dressed quickly, leaving her to clean up the mess (don’t men always?).
I pulled up at the first junction, and could feel my legs shaking, as the fatigue hit the muscles. The drive home was tentative, but fortunately, safe.

I decided on a hot bath, and after throwing all my dirty clothing (both sets) into the washing machine, I ran a hot bath, to help soothe me, and took a cold her in there with me.

I re-lived that encounter over and over in my mind, shaking my head in amazement at how it went.
Life seemed so unfair. I married Julia, who seemed so responsive before we married, and even for a short while after Becky, our daughter was born. Then it all changed. No warning, no nothing.
It seemed hat one day, Julia just lost interest in sex. It wasn’t even that she couldn’t be bothered, I didn’t seem to turn her on any more.
And when I persisted to try and turn her on, again and again, she made excuses, and reluctantly laid back so I could pleasure her. Sometimes, she climaxed, not always.
It had really dented my self esteem, and I knew what I was doing used to drive her wild in our younger days, but not now. Not ever again, it seemed.

So I had turned to pleasuring myself, to keep me sane. I had bought toys and gadgets to help me get off, as I was determined I wasn’t going to ruin my marriage by seeking solace elsewhere.
And then Kay had caught me stroking my cock in front of the computer.

My life had suddenly transformed, as had hers.
I knew Pete loved her still, and it was his health issues which had forced him to calm down. I men, to father three kids, he must have been a virile man!
I admired him greatly and valued him as both a Father in Law, and friend, and now I had fucked his wife, on their Dining table!

Julia had given me some of my self confidence back. She helped me prove I still had ‘it’, and god knows I’d given ‘it’ to her in spades this afternoon!
I smiled to myself as I sipped my beer and felt myself starting to harden again as thought of how she had washed me off under the shower by the pool, her body pressed against my back as she soaped me and rubbed me clean. How she teased me with her words as well as her hands.
She was a dream come true!

I heard the front door shut, and then Julia’s voice – “Hi Darling!”
“Hiya babe!” I called back. “I’m in the Bath, just getting some of the knots out of my back. Your Mother is a Slave-Driver!” I joked.
My erection had vanished just as suddenly as it appeared.

After a few moments I saw her face appear around the door, through the steam.
“Oh wow – it’s like a sauna in here!” She gasped.
I laughed, before replying:
“Feel free to join me!”
She shook her head. “No! It will ruin my hair! Remember I have the baby shower for the youngster, Beverley, at work, tonight ? She only has three weeks until she finishes, she’s so excited! I'll have a quick wash later."
She retreated back outside, saying she would start cooking dinner for us.
Since Becky was away at College, it would just be the two of us, and Julia cooked her simple, but delicious salmon and green beans, with mashed potatoes.

As I walked across the landing to the Bedroom Julia’s voice from behind me startled me.
“Your back, Steve – what the hell did you do?”

I had to think quickly, and although I hated lying, I saw no other way.

“I tripped, when I was lugging one of the trees I chopped down, over to the Outhouse, and fell onto some of the sharp ends of the branches. It stung like merry hell. Your Mom was fussing over me like, well, a Mom. She insisted I come home and take a hot bath to try and wash any dirt out we didn’t get with the washcloth.”

“Oh my! It looks sore – are you sure you’re OK?”
I laughed, and said: “Yes, of course, it’s only a few scratches; the sting will fade. I’ve had worse!"
She nodded, seemingly convinced, and told me dinner would be ready in five minutes, so I’d better get my ass fully dry, and to the table!

“Yes dear!” I replied, semi-sarcastically through the partially closed bedroom door, as I finished drying myself and found a clean shirt and trousers to wear for dinner.

As predicted, dinner was delicious – it was one of her specialties, and I started to clean up as she went to get ready.
After a quick peck on the cheek half an hour later, dressed in a little black dress and heels, she whisked herself off to the baby shower.
‘She never dresses for me like that any more!’ I complained, to myself.

I then thought about Kay. With Pete playing golf, would he be around yet?
I couldn’t remember when he was coming back.

I picked up the phone and called their house.
The phone rang several times, then Kay answered.
“Hi Mom, it’s Steve. How are you this evening?”
I had thought of asking her to call in tomorrow on the pretext of altering a pair of my dress trousers I need to wear to the Annual Writers’ Conference, in three weeks, as part of a suit I’d bought. The jacket fit like a dream, but the legs of the trousers were two inches too long, and I needed them taken up.
Julia was pretty good at many things but tailoring isn't one of them!
“Can you help me, with those trousers, Mom, please?” I pleaded.
Adding:
“I can make it worth your while!”

 

[cybal]

"Oh, hi Steve," I said into the phone. "I was just telling Pete about our exciting afternoon," I continued trying to walk the dangerous line between teasing and confessing. "He is very appreciative for the work you did. He really appreciated your thoroughness. Oh wait hold on he wants to tell you himself." I handed Pete the phone to see how uncomfortable I could made poor little Steven.

I cleaned the dishes from the dining room table where hours before Steve and I had been embarrassingly primal. Pete was sitting in the chair Steve had sat in naked licking between my legs. I was damp under my black gown just thinking about it.

"Hon? Steve has something he wants to ask you," I heard Pete call from the other room. "I bet he does!" I thought to myself.

"Hello Steve?" I said into the cordless phone walking back in to the kitchen as Pete sniffed his after dinner cognac.

He asked me about coming over tomorrow. "Already?" I though to myself as my nipples tightened in my slender black dress. Always playing hard to get I put him off, "Steve I will have to call you later. I am off to a formal gallery opening with a friend." It was a bit of a lie as I was actually meeting Julia at the opening. She had invited me a few weeks back and it just happened to be a few hours after I fucked her husband silly.

"Yes, yes, I will call you later" I finished, "Bye."

"He really seems to need some help with his pants" Pete chimed in from the other room, so accurately yet oblivious. What do they say? "a broken clock is right twice a day."

"Yes, he is anxious for me to do something for him" I said playing innocently along. I knew he was eager to have me make him cum like a bull again. I went to my bedroom to touch up my make up and give my sore breasts a little rub before heading out. Damn he had bit them hard. I will have to talk to him about that.

I found Pete parked in his easy chair with his cognac and some game on. I kissed him as he groped my ass and said, "I shouldn't be late."

"OK, you two have fun, don't make too many of those young fellas follow you home" Pete said with a knowing glance. He did know me well and I did look amazing in this strapless black dress and diamond pendant hanging just at the top of my cleavage. My hair was down and the heels tightened my thighs and ass as I walked.

I got into my white Lexus sedan and drove into town.

I arrived at the gallery promptly at seven thirty. The valet took my keys, and my hand and helped me to my feet. His twenty year old eyes appreciated my dress and figure as he handed me a ticket. I slid into my clutch and walked into the gallery.

I have been active in the art scene for many years and knew almost everyone at this opening. Julia had expressly told me not to tell Steve, otherwise he would want to come and she had something to talk to me about.

I had champagne and chatted with dear old friends for about thirty minutes until Julia showed up. She looked nice, although her hair was still in a practical work cut and her make up was bland.

"Hello my darlin'" I said kissing her cheek as she came in. We said hello to some people she knew before she grabbed my hand and said, "I have to talk to you, privately?"

This was unusual as she usually has little to say.

"Of course darling, come," I said leading her into the back where there was a private garden I knew about. Don't ask how I know about it, but let's say some of the aspiring artists are fond of it.

We sat on a small wooden bench in the dimly lit courtyard well out of earshot of the gallery.

"What is it dear?" I asked concerned.

"I am having an affair" she blurted out. I almost choked. She had Steve the beast at him and was out looking for something else?

I put on a show of outrage. "Ho would you? Steve had been nothing but good to you!"

"I know, I know" she started "this woman at work is just able to do something he is not."

One word in her sentence stuck out "woman?" I asked.

"Wild isn't it?" she said with a devilish grin. I guess the fruit doesn't fall far from the tree. "I don't know mom but it's amazing. I have never felt anything like I do with her." she continued to explain as I was getting more excited for so many reasons.

"Well, a tryst is ok but you and Steve have a life and kids" I explained. I wanted to keep Steve close for my own selfish purposes.

"Oh I am not divorcing Steve" Julia said shocked at the idea. "No no, I was just hoping I could count on you to cover for me if I need it." she said looking like she had gotten in trouble at school and needed my help.

"Oh Julia, I don't know. I have never been good with secrets," I said laying it on thick.

"Come on mom, I have just not been into sex with Steve, I mean he is great but I don't think he finds me attractive any more or at least does not do the things I need" she explained.

"Oh dear" I said acting surprised by her candor. "What kind of things do you need?" I asked.

"Oh mom, you know, have you ever been with a woman?" my daughter asked me. I was trying to cover the excitement I was feeling with this conversation and it's many tentacles.

"Goodness no!" I said playing shocked. I had been but that was a long time ago. There was little I had not done to be honest which made my discovery of the untapped resources in Steve that much more gratifying.

"Well, it's... different" she said with a big smile.

"Well, OK honey as long as you are safe and don't hurt anyone" I said aching to call Steve, now that all guilt had been erased from my mind.

"OK mom I am going to see Patty" she said happier than I had seen her in years. "Do you mind telling Steve I was here with you all night if he asks?"

"Oh I don't know" I said opening my clutch and feeling the valet ticket inside. "OK dear but I am not happy about this" I said lying through my teeth. She kissed me on the cheek and nearly ran out of the gallery. The owner came out to check on me and I was already on the phone.

I held up my finger for a moment to him and spoke into the phone, "Steve? hi it's Kay. Up for some company?"

 

[DanFS]

It was a pleasant surprise to hear Kay’s voice at the other end of the phone; right up to the point she handed it to Pete.
I needn’t have worried, she was just messing with me, and Pete gave his thanks for the yard work, which I told him it was my pleasure to do.
Especially, as a reward Kay allowed me to ‘take a dip’ afterwards. I knew he took the meaning I intended, as in the pool, and not in his wife’s hot pussy, as I actually had!

Pete then called Kay back to the ‘phone, and disappeared, back to watch the live baseball game that I had also been watching, if I knew him well enough.
It was then I asked her about coming over to help me adjust the length of the trousers. She refused, saying she had to go to gallery opening with a friend of hers, so I nodded and said, ‘OK’, before letting her go, but she promised to ‘call me later’.

I settled down with a beer and some pretzels to watch the game.

About a half hour later, the ‘phone rang and it let it ring for a few seconds until the end of the play, before I answered.
"Steve? Hi it's Kay. Up for some company?"
I instantly sat upright in the chair, just like a naughty schoolkid doing something he shouldn’t.
“Kay!” I blurted out. “This is an unexpected surprise! You want to come over?”
My mind was in turmoil. I’d love to see her, but Julia had told me she was going to this Baby Shower, and I didn’t know how long they lasted. We never had them when we were expecting Becky.
I told Kay as much.

“Don’t worry, Steve, if it’s anything like the ones I’ve been to, they usually make a fuss of the expectant mother, give her present for the baby and then drink all the wine they bought, which the mum-to-be can’t have, so Julia will probably call later to say she’s either getting a taxi, or staying with a friend who lives close by, as they’ve had too much to drink.”

I digested that information, as Kay added.
“In fact, I’ll bet she drinks too much, as I spoke to her earlier, and work is putting a lot of pressure on her right now, and she said her and several work colleagues were going….they’ll probably all drink too much!”
It was a big risk, but I wanted, no needed….. to see Kay again.
My cock was already hardening in anticipation.

My mind made up, I asked her:
“How soon can you get here?”
I could almost hear her smile down the ‘phone, as she told me it would take around ten minutes.
I hung up the ‘phone, and quickly tried to tidy up, as I had not made too much of a mess, but I knew Kay would cast a critical eye over the state of the place, much like a sergeant doing room inspections in the Army.
Their house was pristine, well it was - until I fucked her so hard we made a mess of all the papers and flowers in their Dining Room earlier!

I had just put the vacuum cleaner away, having cleaned up the pretzel crumbs from the carpet, when I heard the faint tap at the front door.
I was still wearing the old T shirt and cut-off jeans shorts, I had when watching the game, and hadn’t had time to change.
I opened the front door, and looked upon the vision standing there.
She looked stunning in a knee-length strapless black dress and diamond pendant hanging just at the top of my cleavage. Her hair was down and the heels made her legs look even longer than normal.
After a few moments when I realised I was stood there with my mouth hanging open, my eyes drawn to that pendant, and what it was between, before I came to my senses.
“Wow! Kay, Umm Hi! Please come in!”
I stood aside to allow her to walk past me, and savoured the sight of the dress hugging the tight curves of her ass.

She walked into the TV room, and sat on the sofa, as I followed her inside.
“How was the Gallery? I wasn’t expecting to hear from you tonight!”

“OK, thanks. The young artist didn’t have too many pieces I hadn’t seen before. She’s talented and expressive, but after I’d seen the few new pieces, and spoken to a few friends, I didn’t want to stay.”

“Can I get you something to drink?”
She smiled, “Just coffee, thanks, I’m driving, so I need to be careful!”
“OK, I’ll just put a pot on – I just bought some Colombian roast – it’s pretty good! I’ll be right back.”

I walked quickly out to the Kitchen and prepared the filter machine, got a couple of cups ready, and started the machine running.
As I turned around, Kay was stood there, grinning, right behind me, with a predatory look on her face.

“I saw how you looked at me Steve, when you opened the door. I’m so glad I can have that effect on you.”
She reached down and cupped a hand over my erection in my shorts.
“It’s a real shame my little girl doesn’t seem interested in this…..and I don’t understand why. I don’t really care, because it leaves more of it for me!”

She squeezed harder, before adding:
“I didn’t come over for coffee…..I came over here for this.”

How does she know I like a woman who knows what she wants?
I hadn’t told her! Julia never reacted to me at all, so I had made all of the running the last few years sex-wise.
To have a woman, so stunning, at that, tell me what SHE wanted, was so refreshing, so arousing, how could I resist?

I wasn’t sure what to do next. I mean, my wife’s sexy mother turns up and just tells me she wants my cock!
She must have sensed me floundering, as she took charge.
“Come on, upstairs into the guest room, where Dad & I stay when we’re here. I have plans for you, and this!”
She told me, squeezing my cock hard now, before grabbing the front of my shorts, and pulling me out of the kitchen.
I willingly followed as she led me to the guest room, and turning to face me, smiled, and said:
“I know you think I look hot in this, so now I am going to do something I’m sure you’ll love!”

She placed her clutch on the side, and pressed her hand into my chest until I was backed up into the end of the bed.
“Strip!” She ordered me, and as I started removing my shirt, she opened the cupboard and retrieved a towel, and tossed it over. I tossed my clothes onto a nearby chair.

“Lay this on the bed.” She told me simply.

I was a little puzzled, but did as I was told. I didn’t know where this was going, but I was sure I was going to enjoy it!
Kay then opened a drawer in another unit and pulled out some coiled multi-coloured ropes. I recognised them as old tie-backs from some long drapes we used to have.
She tossed them on the bed as well as a thick elasticated black hair band, which she took from another drawer.
She took another pair of stockings, and sat on the chair at the dressing table, and removed her shoes, before slowly, seductively putting them on, sliding the sheer nylons up her shapely calves, and over her firm thighs, as I watched with bated breath.
“It saves having to bring things with me, if I already have them here, when we stay.” She explained, in answer to my puzzled look.

She left her shoes off, but stood and placing a hand against my chest forcefully pushed me back into the bed, so lay over the large towel.

As she walked to the head of the bed, and took a hand in hers, I understood. This was kinky, she wanted to tie me up and use me!

My cock sprang erect instantly, and I laid back, as she tied my wrists to each end of the bed-head, before tying my ankles to the posts at the foot of the bed.
Once tethered and she was satisfied I couldn’t resist, or move in any way, she walked out and I heard her in the family bathroom, looking for something, which after a while she found, and reappeared with a small bottle. I could read the label – ‘Baby Oil’.
She then also produced a gel-filled blindfold which Julia used on her tired eyes, and it was this Kay now placed over mine, to block out my sight. Just to make sure, Kay then wrapped what I assume was a scarf around my eyes so I definitely couldn’t see a thing!

As darkness consumed me, I wondered what she was going to do…..

 

[cybal]

"Steve, I have spent my life making men feel things others could not. As you know I have never held a job. I have not wanted for anything since I was a young girl. The world for me is a simple thing. Appear as the thing men with resources want, then provide them with what their imagination desires and they will pave your path with silks and gold." I began as I paced around the bed. I could see my voice and the situation of being tied down was having a stimulating effect on my son in law, to say the least.

"This is why Pete allows me to do pretty much anything I want. You and Pete are very similar in some ways, yet very different in others. Where you differ is your desire and ability to create wealth. I do not hold that against you Steve, for I do not create wealth either. We are lovers of life. Pete however, for both of our sakes, is a lover of money and power. He is also a lover of giving that power over to me." I continued my speech that I had prepared in the car on the way over. I took a pause standing next to the bed where Steve's head was and slowly unzipped my dress. Steve's cock throbbed as he recognized the sound. I leaned over and let my perfume waft over his face.

"Just getting a little more comfortable," I sighed as I slipped the dress to the floor then laid it on the chair in the corner. I looked in Julia's standing mirror at myself in my black lace thong and paper thin corset holding my breasts up so nicely. I looked magnificent. Steve whimpered quietly hoping I would continue.

"Sorry I was just admiring myself in little Julia's mirror," I told him. His cock throbbed again and a slight moan could be heard.

"So yes, I have learned how to make men feel things they never imagined. Other women either are unable or unwilling to do these things, but when it comes to men, especially one's who seek thrills beyond the norm, being able to provide them can be quite lucrative. I am no madam or whore Steve. Pete and I have been happy for all these years and other than a business associate or two and you and Matt of course, I have been all his. He knew about the business associates. They were his idea to get deals done. He does not know however about you and Matt," I told him. His cock was now practically trembling with excitement lifted well of his smooth skin.

"So I guess that brings us back to these ties" I said grabbing the rope holding his leg and shaking it. "Pete is a dirty man and the idea of having me tie him up and use these in his daughter's house has always given him a most intense orgasm." I explain matter of factly. "Surely you two have heard us?" I asked knowing I could get no answer from him and Julia had already confirmed this.

I sat on the bed next to Steve. My back straight and legs crossed as I continued to speak. His body was tight with excitement and desire. I dragged my fingernails up his abs and circled his nipples. Then I ran my hand up and cuffed his neck tightly. Not strangling him but firm enough for him to feel it.

"Now Steve, you fucked me very well today. So well I am going to keep you around." I said still holding his neck and rubbing my thumb along his jaw line. I could see he was a bit nervous. I released his neck and caressed is cheek with the back of my hand then slowly brought my hand down over his chest. Over his rippled abs my skin grazed his and then to his cock.

"I am even going to give you something special since my daughter is a frigid bitch and not satisfying her end of the marriage contract."

I squeezed his cock but did not stroke it. I released his cock and moved my hand own to his thick balls. I gently caressed them then slid my fingers lower between his legs against him. His legs struggled against the ropes to open. I brushed down the inside of his thigh then lifted my hand off of him. He moaned with disappointment.

Getting the baby oil from the night stand I poured it into my hands and coated them as I warmed the oil.

"You may have wondered why Julia has never said anything or hidden my things I keep in here. I mean she does the housework, right?" I said knowing she did. "Well, Steve you see she and I have our secrets we share, and our secrets we don't. This is one we share. You and I are my secret." I continued speaking as I began to massage his chest with my oiled hands. "Yes, Steve she knows I tie up her father and sexually pleasure him in her house, next door to your room as you probably lay awake hard as a rock," I hiss softly leaning down to his ear for maximum effect. I twisted his nipples for only an instant then moved my hands down his abs playing with his belly button.

"She grew up as my daughter and knows many things." I told him rubbing his tight abs. I stopped for more oil. "I know she is still a frigid bitch, for you, but inside her is the knowledge and fire of a wonderful lover." I explain as my hands glide softly over Steve's throbbing cock. "She is a strange one Steve, I know" I explain rubbing his balls and shaft now. "But I am here and will take care of your needs," my voice nearly giving away how horny this is making me. How I wanted to mount this beautifully hard man and make myself cum like a cheap whore!

"The secret Steve, you may or may not be aware of, to true blissful orgasm" I say as my hand slides down between his legs. I feel his puckered hole against my finger as he tries to spread his legs desperately. "The secret Steve is the prostate gland." I say as if I am explaining anatomy. I put my left hand on his abs above his cock as my right hand is between is legs. "A proper prostate gland massage can bring on an orgasm beyond your dreams. Have you ever had one of these?" I ask looking up at him. Shakes his head "no" quickly as I notice his breathing has quickened and body is tight against his binds.

"Relax Steve, let me in," I purr as my finger feels his resistance. "I promise you will enjoy this," I say in my most soothing voice. His muscles relax and my finger slides into him. He moans muffled into the gag. My finger is long enough and deep enough to feel it. I begin to move in and out against it.

"That's it Steve, relax, enjoy it" I purr as I move down and work my finger deeper still. After a few strokes I press against the hard gland. I stop and am motionless. Steve's body is trembling. I wait, then press again. I return to stroking the gland as from Steve's moans and writhing, well struggle to. He is enjoying it. I lean over and lick his cock head which had a glistening sheen of seminal fluid. He arches his back with the sensation of my mouth and tongue on his cock. I press his gland again and hold it. His body is almost still as he trembles and begins streaming cum from his stiff cock. he is silent under his gag and blindfold as his nerves explode with pleasure. I move my mouth over the head of his cock and milk all of it as my finger presses upward emptying the gland over and over.

"That's it baby," I purred as my hand and mouth released his cock and I stroked his abs and slowly removed my finger. I was on fire. I laid on the bed next to him straddling his thigh and riding my aching clit against him. I pressed my breasts into his side as my arms pulled my body tight. He is completely still, satiated, satisfied like a junky after his fix.

"Are you up for me now?" I sighed fearing I had drained him fully. "I am very horny to cum Steve" I purr humping his thigh with my wet lace panties.

 

[DanFS]

As I had lost my sight, my hearing was slightly more sensitive.
I knew Kay had never worked, as such. I assumed she had been the stay-at-home Mom, to Julia, that Julia had been to Becky when she was growing up.
Her explanation about appearing to be what men with money and power wanted made sense. She was always immaculate in appearance, and had kept herself in fantastic shape over the years.
I imagined her with those men, and my cock grew even harder.
I knew Pete had been very successful, and wondered if that was how he met Kay, but decided not to dwell on that. When she told me that Pete often shared her with his business associates, to get deals done, I nearly shot my load!

As I was absorbing this, she told me she had also been fucking Matt, Cindy’s husband!
She had oiled my chest and abs, and it felt wonderful!

When she said how Pete liked being tied down, I could relate to it. With a beauty like Kay pleasuring you, it was an obvious sex act to try. Since I was gagged I couldn’t exactly tell her I had wondered about the noises, but Julia had dismissed it as the wooden floors creaking.

Her fingernails lightly scratching me as she traced them up and down my abs, and across my nipples made me gasp.
When she gripped my throat that got my attention!
She told me she was going to keep me around, just to pleasure her?
I was going to be her sex toy?

I was relieved when she caressed my cheek and ran her hand down over my chest, until she grasped my cock, and squeezed it, before rubbing my balls.
Although this was disconcerting, it was also pretty hot! I was more aroused than I had been in ages!

As she hissed in my ears, punctuating what he did with Pete in our house, it was incredibly erotic!

I was shocked when she referred to Julia as a ‘Frigid Bitch’, even if that was what she seemed to me now I had taste the pleasures her other had to offer.

I was hornier than ever as she told me she would take care of my needs. I could hear a tremor in her voice, which gave away that she wasn’t as detached as she wanted to seem in all this. She was still a woman, with needs, and earlier I had done my best to satisfy some of those needs.

I had read about prostate massage, but of course, Julia had never even tried it on me, and something about sticking my finger up my ass, just seemed wrong.
Kay, however, made it sound appealing.
I felt my breath speed up, as her hand dropped lower, and then between my legs. I instinctively pulled my legs closed, well, as much as they would, anyway, and clenched my ass tight.

Kay’s softly spoken words, encouraging me to let her in, calmed me a little. I figured, she wasn’t going to hurt me, so I relaxed, and then felt her fingertip press against my hole.
She explained about the prostate gland, and the pleasure a man can feel, through achieving orgasm another way.
I breathed out and felt her push a little harder, and then, after a moment of discomfort, her finger slide past the ring of muscle and inside me.

This was new! It was strange, but not altogether unpleasant. I moaned into the gag, as the new sensations made themselves felt.
Her finger felt long and hard inside me, and as Kay pushed even more insistently, I felt it push against something deep inside me. I could feel my leg start to shake, as she pressed against the lump in my ass.

As she massaged the gland, I felt my cock start to pulse, as if I was about to cum, and I couldn’t contain my frustration any longer. It was wonderful, but it felt like being kept on the edge of an orgasm that just wouldn’t cum. Even with her finger deep inside me, I was thrashing about on the bed, and moaning loudly into the gag. Thank god she had though to put it in, as by now, the neighbours might have called the Police!

I fell still as I felt her push again, against the gland, and cover my cock-head with her mouth, as she licked the pre-cum from me, before she withdrew it.
I could feel myself trembling, out of control, as she teased the gland inside me, and then, it happened.
I felt as if I had reached the peak, beyond which every man who can, knows he cannot stop himself from Cumming even if he tries his best.
But instead of the usual violent contractions from the balls and cock, this was so different, it was like a building pressure.

I realised I had fallen still and silent, as I succumbed to these new sensations. Kay must have realised it too, as she applied steady pressure, and I felt the pressure level out, and then a strange draining feeling from my cock. I moaned louder again, almost as a scream, as the intense pleasure washes over me in waves. I know now, that my semen was flowing freely, and Kay was massaging even more of it out of me.
Then, all I knew was the new heightened pleasure she was helping me to experience.

Then she pushed against the gland a little harder and I saw starts behind my blindfold. I gasped through the gag, and for the first time, felt like I was being milked, just like a cow. Her mouth again settled onto my cock, and she drank my juices as they seeped out of me, licking and teasing the head of my cock, as she did so. My legs were shaking uncontrollably, my arms sore from the constant tension against the ties, and then, it was over. I was fighting for breath, through the gag, and my chest heaving, from both the need for air, and the wondrous sensations I had just experienced.

"That's it baby," I heard in my ear, as she whispered to me. I could feel her legs spread astride one of mine, as she ground her wet pussy against me.
I could feel her body beside me, the firm swell of her breasts pressing into my side.

"Are you up for me now?" she said softly.
I was still trying to breathe, as she purred - "I am very horny to cum Steve"
Her humping my thigh with my wet lace panties, rubbing against the sensitised skin, was electric.
I had discovered another first
Although I had cum, I had not lost my erection.
I was stood upright as hard as steel, and Kay obviously wanted to use it for her pleasure.
I nodded, as I was unable to speak, trying to tell her that I was willing if not yet, able to fuck her – to replay her for the pleasure she had just gifted me.

I could picture the smile upon her face, as I felt her rise off me, and I guess, peel her sodden panties off, before sitting astride me once more.
She reached down, and pulled the gag free from my mouth, made moist by my saliva.
I worked my jaw a few times, to get the feeling back, before gasping:
“Thank you, Kay that was….just….amazing!”

I was lost for words, but she seemed to know what I felt, as she answered me.

“It’s OK, baby, I enjoyed it too - but now Momma needs a good hard fucking!”

Her sense of what to say to spur me on, never ceased to amaze me. It was so wrong, so taboo, and yet, made perfect sense when she said it.
I then felt her climb onto me, and slowly, deliciously sink down onto me, impaling herself upon my hardness. My God, she was wet. It must have turned her a hell of a lot too!

Now I knew she couldn’t conceive, I had no fears about taking her - any way she, or I wanted.

As she started to move above me, using my flesh for her pleasure, she began to moan, quietly at first, but getting louder.
She leaned down, and flicked her tongue across one nipple, then the other, doing to me what I had done to her earlier.
She also bit own on a nipple, causing me to cry out, although the pain was momentary and more of a shock really, it DID sting! Now I thought I understood what she was saying earlier. I guess my nipples were sensitive as I had already achieved orgasm, but it also made me even hotter for her than before if that was possible.

She sat upright once more, and bobbed up and down, forcing my entire length into her. She was now sinking down with all her weight onto me, and I was pushing back up into her as much as I could, tied as I was.
I could feel my cock hitting that spot, and she confirmed it, as she started moaning rapidly…..”Oh, yes, there, there, there!”

The sound of our skin slapping together as she rode me was deafening to me, as I still couldn’t see.
I shook my head to try and release the blindfold, as I wanted to see this sexy woman, this nymph of the forbidden, riding me to her own orgasm.
She must have realised, as soon after, I felt her fingers pry the scarf, and blindfold away from my eyes and push them up onto my forehead.

The sudden, stabbing brightness of the lights, soon wore off, and I was treated to the sight I hoped to see.
Kay, naked but for her thigh-high stockings and black corset, rode my cock as if her life depended on it. Her gorgeous tits bouncing inside the confines of the corset, as she lifted herself up and down upon me.
The air reeked of sex, and resounded to the sound of our carnal efforts.

She closed her eyes tightly, and moaned, even louder than before.
“So close!”
She gasped in a hoarse whisper….

 

[cybal]

I fell forward and arched my back leveraging the last bit of strength I could muster into driving my insatiable lust onto my son in law's pillar of pleasure. My nails were scratching his chest as I gripped and used him. I had not wanted so such to bad in a long time. There was something about this man, this forbidden, taboo, neglected son in law.

"Oh fuck Steve!" I cried leaning back again, grinding my hips around and around, my most sensitive spot. I was about to erupt. The bright lights, Steve watching me, the smell of sex and humidity thick in the air, the small guest room of my daughter's house. My hand moved to my clit as I rubbed, wanting to end this. My free hand clutched at my breasts still held in the sheer corset. To feel my release, the forbidden pleasure surge through me. I wanted it, I needed it. My thighs squeezed tight as did every fiber of my being. My fingers could not move pressed against my tender flesh. I stared into Steve's eyes almost begging for relief as I trembled in a complete melt down, flooding his lap, unsure if I would fall forward or back. My gut twisted and tied in knots, I grunted with obscene intensity. Finally I collapsed forward onto my hands. My head hung down and hair brushed his face as I steadied myself and caught my breath.

"Oh god" I moaned as I lifted myself off of him fearing another round of uncontrollable convulsions. "Oh my god" I said quietly laying next to Steve who was still tied spread eagle.

I reached up and began pumping his cock, seeing he needed to finish as well. My body was trembling but I managed to get him off. My juices lubricated his cock and my hand worked until his cum shot up onto his chest and belly and ran down my knuckles. I released him and licked my fingers clean, then curled in a ball next to his warm body.

"OH god Steve you are making me crazy" I said never having gotten into such a frenzy. I had never cum that hard.

"Every time it gets better" I said almost talking to myself. "I don't know how I will ever stop."

We laid there in silence for a few minutes then I got up and left the room. I returned with a warm wash rag and cleaned Steve's body of his cum, my cum, my saliva, and other assorted things. He was semi hard by the time I was done. I slipped my panties back on without much of an objection from my newest lover. We did not speak knowing this was done for now. I stepped into my dress and wiggled it up my spent body finally zipping it shut. Steve remained tied to the bed.

"I will leave you to clean up the rest." I said as I untied his foot. I knew I could leave now and he would not be able untie himself before I had gone.

"Thanks" I said with a smile and kissed him on the forehead and left.

 

[DanFS]

Steve watched Kay through hooded eyes as she ground herself upon him, working herself towards her orgasm.
I knew she was getting close, as she was pressing against my thighs with hers, really hard, and her hand went to clit, rubbing it remorselessly until she bucked and squirted on me, before falling forwards, fighting for breath herself.
Her hair was tickling my face, as she sat astride me, my cock still hard inside her. As she clambered off me, muttering ‘Oh my god, Oh my god’.
I was still tied in a spread eagle, as she laid next to me,

The sight of her, still coming down from her orgasm, was really something to see! My cock was still hard, and she seemed to notice, and took me in hand, pumping me until she coaxed a few good spurts out of me, onto my chest, and as the orgasm faded, it dribbled down her fingers.
She sensuously, took her hand and licked my essence off her fingers, all the time, staring into my eyes.
"OH god Steve you are making me crazy." She told.
I would have taken her in my arms and kissed her, but as I was tied, all I could do was reply with a barely adequate “And you me, Kay.”
She carried on, saying:
"Every time it gets better" She said almost talking to herself. "I don't know how I will ever stop."

I nodded in agreement. It certainly seemed I had married the wrong woman, a generation too late!
After a few moments, laying together, she rose and went into the Bathroom, returning with a wash-cloth and cleaned me off, as I was covered in our combined secretions.
I was grateful Kay had thought of the towel. As it was, once I was free, all I’d have to do is straighten the covers and tidy everything away, rather than launder the bed-linen.

As Kay stepped into her dress, and wiggled it up her body, zipping it against her, she looked hotter than ever!

"I will leave you to clean up the rest." She said as she untied my foot. It would take me ages to get free, but then, she knew that, giving her the opportunity to leave.

"Thanks" she said with a smile and kissed me on the forehead before she turned and left.

I was so wasted, all I could do was smile and nod, as I watched her turn and go, her delectable ass swaying in that dress.

It must have been a good ten minutes later I managed to wriggle free, and then tidy up, straighten the room, before getting in to a hot shower.
I let the hot water wash my fatigue away, as I relived the past two days in my head. What an extreme two days they have been!

I climbed back into my own bed, happy, sated, and feel asleep before Julia returned home. I woke at 7.30am the following morning, hearing her bustling around in the bathroom, getting ready.
“Morning, babe!” I called out.
“Morning Hon!” She replied, humming to herself.

She seemed to be in a really good mood, I had to see why.
She returned to the bedroom, and started styling her hair in the mirror. She looked radiant! Better than I remember for weeks.
“What’s put you in such a good mood?” I asked her.
“We had a great night last night – I drank a little too much, so stayed with a friend.
I found out I had won two tickets to the Theatre tonight, in a lottery at work. It’s to see ‘Hamilton’ you know, the much-acclaimed musical about Alexander Hamilton set around the time of the revolution. I’m so excited. I was hoping to ask Mom, as I know she loves that sort of thing, and we need to spend some quality time together.”

I just nodded. It seemed a sound plan. I was happy for her. Her career was going well, and although we weren’t intimate any more, I still loved her, although slightly differently now, than before.
She breezed around the room, applying her makeup, and a spray of scent to her wrists, before giving me a quick peck on the cheek, and
Saying:
“I’ll call you later – I have a breakfast meeting to run, and a planning session before lunch. I’ll call Mom about the play. Are you meeting the guys tonight as usual, for your weekly baseball game?”
“I might go, babe, but I’m still nursing that calf strain – don’t want to push my luck. I’ll go watch, even if I can’t play.”

Julia left, and moments later, he heard her car leave.

I had a lazy breakfast and went own into the Office.
For the first time in ages, I didn’t feel like I needed to relieve myself.

I started up the computer and wrote. I hadn’t been so productive for months!
I had doubled my target for pages / words written, to ensure I stayed on schedule for my editor. She insisted I release a new novel to the publishing house every three or four months alongside any other editorial work I was doing.

I had paused, trying to think of a hook for the next chapter, when my cell phone beeped. I had a new text message; then the ‘phone rang.

I picked up the ‘phone, thinking, I’d read the text when I’d finished the call.
“Steve, It’s Kay.”
“Hi ‘Mom’, how are you today?” I replied, smiling, remembering her massaging my prostate yesterday and introducing me to a whole new world of pleasure.
“I’m good, thanks, sexy man!” I could hear the smile in her voice. I was pleased to think I put it there. She must have heard my smile too, as she added:
“My sexy boy-toy…..I was wondering, if you’d like to go out tonight?”
This was unexpected.
“Oh yes? Where, exactly, did you have in mind?”
“The Theatre. “
This was from left-field. Hang on, didn’t Julia say she was going to ask Kay to the Theatre tonight?
“What’s going on, Kay, I thought Julia was taking you tonight?”
“Mmm, she was – but she got a call from Dallas, and her colleague who was supposed to be running an event at a convention there has been taken ill. Julia is next in line. I guess she’s on the way to the airport to catch a flight to Dallas as we speak.”
I picked up my phone and checked for messages, and saw one from Julia:
“Hi Steve, Pam Wilson, from work has been taken ill in Dallas, it seems she had fall, and is in Hospital. I’m the only other person who knows her material and she was .supposed to be running an event tomorrow. Sorry hun, I’ll call you later. Oh – I asked Mom to use the theatre tickets anyway seems a shame to waste them. Love, J.xxx”

I nodded, then realised Kay wouldn’t see that.
“Yes, Julia just texted me, to let me know. I hope Pam’s OK. I like her.”
Kay laughed and teased – “I know, I met her too a while ago. It wouldn’t have anything to do with her looking much younger than she really is, and being dressed as a naughty schoolgirl at the last company Halloween party would it?”
I groaned. Julia had told her Mom. I had gotten quite drunk and kind of latched onto Pam, as one of the few people I knew, and she was a pretty, single redhead, petite, with small tits, and ass, but a great smile - as I couldn’t find Julia anywhere. Apparently her best friend Patty at work had felt unwell and Julia had taken her home. Julia returned to find me curled up on the Sofa, next to Pam, my head resting on her shoulder. Although nothing had happened, Julia gave me shit for days, over the embarrassment that caused her.

“Steve?” Kay’s voice sounded in my ear. “So, what do you say?”
“Hmm?…Sorry Kay, I missed that, can you repeat it, please?”
She chuckled and said, a little more forcefully.
“Pete doesn’t want to go, so do you want to escort me to see ‘Hamilton’, at the Grand Theatre….it’s in the VIP Suite, so we have waiter service on call and our own box!”
Oh wow….I knew enough to know that at the Grand, smart attire was desirable, and to go with a hot woman like Kay, would be an evening to remember, even if we behaved impeccably, which I hoped she wouldn’t….
“That sounds great Kay. Thank you for inviting me. I’ll dress smartly, I promise. Will you wear something sexy for me?”
She chuckled and said:
“Mmmm…wait and see….pick me up at six-thirty and we can have an early meal first, OK?”
“OK, ‘Mom’, I replied, tongue-in-cheek, but already looking forward to the Evening.

By the time six o’clock had come around, I had cleaned the Porsche, and made sure I had a clean & pressed white shirt, to go with my Tux, and classic bow-tie, ad finished off with polished black shoes.
I drove over to Pete & Kay’s, and as I pulled up, a hair before six-thirty, Kay opened the door and stepped out, calling a ‘Bye!’ over her shoulder to Pete, who was still somewhere inside.

She looked amazing!
Her hair styled in a short blonde pixie cut, and wearing a knee-length gray dress, which showed off her fantastic legs, encased in black nylons and capped with black heels. She looked very inch the classic beauty.

I got out the car and walked around to open her door for her. She smiled and gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek, before she got in, as gracefully as ever. As I closed the door ad dashed around to jump into the driver’s seat, she was laughing.
“For some reason it feels like we’re going on a date!” She grinned. I laughed in response, and agreed. “Yes, it does – and it feels great, to be taking a sexy woman out for the evening. That hasn’t happened for a long time!”

I put the car in gear and drove away.
The traffic was light, and we swapped small talk throughout the journey, about what we’d done that day, and so forth, but as we got closer to the theatre, we were struggling to make conversation. WE mutually decided to keep our silence until we arrived.

As we pulled into the designated VIP parking area, and showed our tickets, the valet smiled and directed us to the main entrance, with a ruby-red rope barrier separating us from those people lining up to buy tickets.

We were whisked inside, and a uniformed young lady asked if we were dining.
I looked across at you – as you had said we’d be eating dinner before the show, and you nod, before answering her.
“Yes, two for dinner, somewhere near the back if possible, please.”
I must have looked surprised as the woman turned to lead us to a table.
“I’ve been here quite a few times. The back tables are the most private.”
I just nod in acceptance of what you say, and follow you both.
Soon we are seated, with a menu in our hand….

 

[cybal]

"The booths in the back are especially private," I lean in and tell you as my hand brushes your backside.

We are led to a circular booth with high backs and only an opening for one person to stand in. That faces into a hall and only the waiter will be there.

"Bad manners here to look into other's booths" I tell you as your eyes seem to be everywhere, taking it in.

I slide into the booth. My dress is slippery on the black leather seat. You slide around until we are seated shoulder to shoulder, facing the hostess. We take our menu's and I slide my hand to your thigh.

The hostess disappears and I turn to you.

"This is better than those open tables in the front right?" I ask with my hand slowly stroking your thigh.

The menu is short and simple, with most decisions made. The wine steward approaches with a bordeaux already open, and pours two glasses before disappearing without a word.

"I took the liberty," I say lifting the glass and looking at the dark ruby colored elixir. "One of our favorites from their cellar," I tell you as the waiter arrives.

"Good evening Mrs Forest" the middle aged Italian man says with a large smile. "Good evening sir," he bows slightly towards you.

"Oh Raymond, this is Steve, you know Julie's husband? I am sure I have told you about him," I say as if he should know you. My hand rides higher on your thigh as he says, "oh, of course, good to see you again sir."

"Bring us the caesar salad and the salmon" I tell him dismissively. "We are going to the show so please be quick."

"Very good madam," he says disappearing from our world.

I raise my glass and turn to you. "Here's to unexpected surprises and new friends" I say as I touch your glass. I can see you are a little overwhelmed in this new world of luxury and privilege I have allowed you into.

"Steve, this is how you should be treated," I say leaning to your ear. "When you make me come like you do, I will make your dreams come true." I look into your eyes and my hand moves to your stiff cock. I gently caress it through the delightful material of your tux.

I lick my thick red lipstick covered lips and sigh, "I would give you a nice red ring around it if we had time."

"Here we are" Raymond calls before appearing, obviously aware of the situation.

"Ah, yes, Raymond please, I am starving!" I gush excited for food.

Raymond dispensed with the table side preparation and put two luscious salads down. The lettuce was perfect and the dressing a seamless balance of tangy with the sour and the croutons melt in our mouths.

The fish was even better. Grilled salmon the barely could stay on your fork before melting like butter on a hot skillet when it hit your tongue, The asparagus was cooked perfectly, delicious as well, We finished the wine and the food with very few words. Both in our own pleasure dome of culinary bliss.

"Good, huh?" I smile looking at you, apparently lost in each mouthful.

"How was it?" Raymond appeared.

"Perfect darling!" I told him. "We must run we have a play to catch" I said sliding to the opening and taking Raymond's hand. Steve followed and acting as if the wine had hit me I leaned on his shoulder and took his arm.

"Put it on our account Raymond and give yourself thirty percent" I said as we turned to leave. Glancing in the booths we passed, I noticed Steve was a little surprised to see older men with very young women.

He asked me if that had been "Mr Galloway with his daughter in law?" in one of the booths. I smiled and said, "could be" with a mischievous devil may care attitude.

"Our seats are up here" I said to Steve who was looking at the tickets.

"No, I think they are downstairs" he said confused.

"Oh darling, we are not sitting in those seats, we have a season box," I explained as the elevator opened and a gentleman stepped out in a uniform.

"Good evening Mrs Forest" he said tipping his hat. We stepped in and I said, "Good evening Gilbert" to the elevator operator. I slipped a twenty out of mu clutch and gave it to Gilbert as we reached our floor.

"Enjoy the show!" he said nicely tipping his hat as we exited.

I led Steve to a pair of curtains and inside where two plush velvet chairs overlooking the stage. The solid walls made this a private as you could be in a room full of a thousand people.

"Here we are Steve, this is better than down there, isn't it?" I asked pointing down to the floor.

I could see Steve was a little overwhelmed and anxious not knowing what was really going on. I assured him, "Steve, I am sorry to assume you would want to do this and sit here, but I just thought..." I stopped nervous I had pushed too much too soon.

"NO, NO Kay it's fine, I mean it's great, I just.." He stammered at the situation.

"Maybe I should take you mind off things before the show begins?" I said eying his lap.

"No, no, I think I would like to watch the show" he said disappointingly as the lights dimmed then went out. I sat next to him until the opening number was over. Then I leaned over to Steve's ear and sternly said, "we are not going to watch the show. Come with me and do as I tell you." I got to my feet and stepped out of the box. Steve followed as I walked around towards the stage side of the theatre, away from the elevator. There was a plain door.

"Remember Steve," I said turning back and seeing his face in the dim theatre lighting, "you do as I tell you in here and god forbid, don't question anyone in here."

I opened the door to a richly adorned room. There was a circular couch and velvet wall covering. The lights were dim as well but the carpet was plush and you could make out a few more people. You could still hear the show outside but muffled. I led Steve to the circular couch in the middle of the room.

Already on the couch was Mr Galloway we had seen earlier. He was sitting back with his eyes closed while his daughter in law was kneeling between his legs giving him a blow job. It was quite a sight as she is a beautiful girl in her mid twenties and he is push seventy. His face said it all so I sat next to him. He looked over at me and smiled.

"Hello Kay, brought the boy, huh?" he asked glancing at Steve then closing his eyes again.

"I did not want you to be the only one getting off" I said as I wiggled my dress up over my stockings. Then up my garters to just above my bare shaven mound.

"Steve?" I said looking up at him. As Steve took note of the room there were multiple couples of older men with young girls servicing them.

"Is this going to be a problem?" I asked my forceful motherly tone. "Look at Emily there," I said motioning to the young blonde girl bobbing up and down her father in law's stiff prick. "She appreciates a night out with her in laws." I smiled and leaned back spreading my legs.

 

[DanFS]

As we enter the restaurant, Kay tells me that the booths at the back are especially private. I can understand why, when I see them.
I jump, slightly, as her hand brushes against my ass.

This is all so new to me, and obviously so, and Kay can see that, as she watches me looking everywhere & remarks:
"Bad manners here to look into other's booths."
She sits on the wide circular seat and I slide in from the other end, until we are sat side-by-side.
As I look down at the menu, and you ask me:
"This is better than those open tables in the front right?"
Your hands rests upon my thigh. I flinch in surprise but do not draw away. I like the feel of your warm hand there, even though we are hidden from view I feel as if I am in a goldfish bowl.
The wine steward, appears with a bottle of Bordeaux, already open. He has already poured a glass which he hands to Kay, who explains she took the liberty of ordering it, as it is one of her favourites.
‘Raymond’, an Italian man, apparently a waiter approaches.
He obviously knows Kay, as he greets her, with a polite and measured “Good Evening, Mrs, Forest.” Followed by “Good Evening, sir.” I smile, and reply with “Good Evening.”
Kay then explains who I am, and he then changes tack, and speaks as if he knows me. This is all so new!
I smile, and can then feel Kay’s hand rise even higher on my thigh, as she orders the Caesar Salad & Salmon, as we are going to the show. Evidently, she has eaten here many times before, judging by her actions.
Raymond disappears quickly, keen to order our food with the Chef.

Kay raises her glass and turns towards me.
"Here's to unexpected surprises and new friends" She says as she touches her glass to mine, with a gentle ‘clink’.
I must look like a rabbit in the headlights, as this is all so new to me.
Before tonight – my idea of fancy living was a rare-cooked steak at Longhorns, with fries and onion rings!

Her hand wanders onto my stiff cock, hiding within my tux trousers,
And she tells me she would put a red ring around it if she had time!

"Here we are" Raymond calls before appearing, the epitome of discretion.
‘I wonder if this sort of thing happens often, here?’ I allow myself to think.

"Ah, yes, Raymond please, I am starving!" Kay exclaims, as she eagerly accepts the food.

The salads were superb, easily the best I have ever eaten, and the blend of flavours exquisite.
The Salmon was so tender it fell apart when you touched it with your fork. And the flavour…oh my god! I was too enraptured to speak. The asparagus so tender, it just flowed down your throat – it was divine!
A sneaked sideways glance at Kay showed she was enjoying the food as much as I.

"Good, huh?" She smiled at me, with just a hint of amusement. I was lost in each mouthful. I never closed my eyes when I ate, but it did then, several times.

"How was it?" Raymond appeared.

"Perfect darling!" Kay told him. "We must run we have a play to catch" as she was gracefully sliding to the opening and taking Raymond's hand. I followed behind, like a puppy, and it seemed as if the wine had hit Kay, as she leaned on his shoulder and took his arm.

I heard her say:
"Put it on our account Raymond and give yourself thirty percent." as she turned to leave. Glancing in the booths we passed, I noticed with surprise several pairs of older men with very young women.

This was one of those places where if you had to ask how much it cost, you couldn't afford it!

Raymond asked Kay if they had just seen "Mr Galloway with his daughter in law?" in one of the booths. She smiled bewitchingly, and said, "could be" with a mischievous grin on her face, one I was getting to know quite well!


I pulled the tickets out of my jacket pocket, and looked at the row & seat numbers, and steering Kay towards the flight of steps to our right, heading downstairs.
She stopped, and looked at me kind of funny before I explained that our seats were downstairs.

"Oh darling, we are not sitting in those seats, we have a season box," She told me, as the elevator opened and a gentleman stepped out in a high-class uniform.

"Good evening Mrs Forest" he said tipping his hat. We stepped in and I said, "Good evening Gilbert" to the elevator operator. Kay slipped a twenty out of her clutch and gave it to Gilbert as we reached our floor.
"Enjoy the show!" he said nicely tipping his hat as we exited.
So this was how rich folks lived. Kay had told me she had entertained some very wealthy and influential men, now I was beginning to understand just in what circles she may have moved.

Kay led me along the opulent corridor, to a pair of curtains and inside were two plush velvet chairs overlooking the stage. Our own box!
This was as private as you could be in a room with over a thousand people.

"Here we are Steve, this is better than down there, isn't it?" I asked pointing down to the floor.

I must have looked shocked, as I looked down - we had such a commanding view, as I had never experienced luxury like this before.
Kay sought to reassure me I think, when she said:
"Steve, I am sorry to assume you would want to do this and sit here, but I just thought..."
"NO, NO Kay it's fine, I mean it's great, I just.." I was flustered and hardly ever stammered, but this was like being treated like Royalty.

"Maybe I should take you mind off things before the show begins?" I said eying his lap.

"No, no, I think I would like to watch the show." I said nervously, as the lights dimmed then went out.

The predatory Kay that I had loved so much and allowed to pleasure me last night had returned, and seemed not to care we were in a public place.

We sat together, enjoying the show, until the opening number was over.
Kay then leaned over to me and brushing my ear with her lips, and sternly said, "We are not going to watch the show. Come with me and do as I tell you." She then got to my feet and stepped out of the box. I followed, not knowing what she was talking about, but not wanting to be left alone, and we walked around towards the stage side of the theatre, away from the elevator. There was a plain door.

"Remember Steve," Kay said turning back and seeing his face in the dim theatre lighting, "you do as I tell you in here and god forbid, don't question anyone in here."

Kay opened the door to a richly adorned room. There was a circular couch and velvet wall covering. The lights were dim as well but the carpet was plush and you could make out a few more people. You could still hear the show outside but muffled. She led me to the circular couch in the middle of the room.

Already on the couch was Mr Galloway we had seen earlier. He was sitting back with his eyes closed while his daughter in law was kneeling between his legs giving him a blow job. It was quite a sight as she is a beautiful girl in her mid-twenties and he is push seventy. His face said it all so I sat next to him. He looked over at me and smiled.

"Hello Kay, brought the boy, huh?" he asked glancing at me then closing his eyes again.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing – the hot young blonde, was on her knees, with her gown gathered over her thighs, really sucking him.

Kay then surprised me by saying:
"I did not want you to be the only one getting off" as she wiggled her dress up over her stockings. Then up her garters to just above her bare shaven mound.

"Steve?" she said looking up at me.
It was only he I realised that there were multiple couples of older men with young girls servicing them.
Was this some kind of élite society Sex Club?

I must have looked like a fish outside its tank gulping for air, such was the shock.

"Is this going to be a problem?"
She asked me in a forceful motherly tone. "Look at Emily there," she said motioning to the young blonde girl bobbing up and down her father in law's stiff prick. "She appreciates a night out with her in laws."
Kay then smiled and leaned back spreading her legs.

I had to smile at the irony, as the realisation of my situation sank in. I really was my sexy Mother-In-Law’s plaything, and you know what?

I suddenly relished the fact that she wanted to show me off, as such. Somehow I knew this was all very, very discreet and I could enjoy myself here.

“No Ma’am.” I replied.
I removed my jacket, and laid it on the couch next to Kay, before kneeling between her spread legs and leaning in.
Her aroma made me heady with lust, and I gently slid her thing to the side, before sliding my tongue across her moist lips, savouring the mushy taste of her again. She was like a fine wine, and it seemed every time I tasted her, she was better than before.
I lapped a little more firmly, enjoying the moans that bubbled up out of her red-painted lips. I rested my palms against her thighs and opened her up even more, as I slid the tip of my tongue inside her lips, and across her clitoris. The little bud sent shocks through her, as her legs quivered and she uttered a loud “Oh, yes….that’s so good, baby!”

I continued, encouraged and swirled my tongue across one lip, then the other, before swiping it right across her clit again, then again, feeling the hard little bean dip under my pressure, and I could feel the twitching in her thighs.
I ate her pussy for several minutes and felt my tongue tiring.
Her breath was becoming ragged, and I wanted something else too.

I looked up at her from my place between her thighs, and took a breath, her nectar all over my mouth and chin.
I could feel my cock in my pants as hard as steel, and I wanted to fuck her.
Not make love, I wanted to pound her mercilessly.

I paused, and asked her:
“Mom – can I fuck you, or is that not allowed in here?”

I looked across at the hot blonde, now deep-throating Mr. Galloway’s meat, as he pushed her head down onto him, and looked back to Kay, the surreal situation we were in, making me hornier than ever.

She must have heard my question - as she choked before resuming her task.

 

[cybal]

"No, Steve" I said harshly. "This is not about you. I brought you here. I bought you dinner. I brought you to the play. We fund your life. You are earning your keep by pleasuring me. You may not fuck me." I explained.

"Oh, god, yes Emily!" Mr Galloway bellowed almost on queue from Kay's speech. We looked over and saw him cum as gorgeous Emily inhaled his old seed. She milked his surprisingly big, stiff cock until finally lifting her mouth and wiping her chin with the back of her hand as she inhaled deeply catching her breath as her free hand gently stroked him.

"How was that daddy?" She purred obscenely before looking over at us rudely staring at her.

"You are lovely my dear," I said warmly. I turned to Steve and spread my legs and waited.

"Don't leave mom wanting honey," I said as sweetly as possible to Steve. I reached over and slid my hand into Mr Gallloway's hand. I noticed his cock still hard in Emily's hand and asked, "little blue pill Joe?"

He looked over and smiled, "Damn straight, although I am embarrassed with someone as lovely as Emily I used to keep it up all night naturally."

"We all need a little help Joe," I said smiling at my old friend. I felt Steve's hands opening my thighs, drawing my attention back to myself.

"Thank you honey" I purred as his wonderful mouth pressed against my aching flesh. I tightened my grip on Joe's hand as Emily stood and raised her skirt.

"Oh, god, Steve, yes!" I moaned as his tongue flickered wonderfully everywhere pushing me higher and closer. I turned back as Joe released my hand and I watched him grab his cock and hold it up as this beautiful creature mounted the old man. God I was jealous of her youth, but not for long as Steve brought my body to a peak which rushed through me.

"Ahhhhh yes!" I gushed and shuddered as Steve brought me to orgasm. I reached down forgetting about Joe and Emily for the moment and caressed Steve's hair and smiled down on my son in law.

"Thank you" I smiled. "Now you can fuck me," I said matter of factly as Emily cried out with pleasure as she moved up down slowly bringing herself to orgasm on her father in law's cock.

I look back at Steve as he now had his pants open and cock was ready. I smiled and got to my feet. "Sit down Steve," I said as I slipped my thong off. I straddled Steve as Emily straddled Joe, hiked up my skirt and smiled as Joe looked up at me.

"No blue pill here Joe," I sighed as I felt Steve's cock head against my dripping lips. I eased down taking in half as the pleasure flashed in Steve's face.

"I remember that," Joe said as if in a dream. Emily jerked his attention to her as she rock and rolled, forward and back grinding her father in law's massive tool deep in her tight you folds.

Steve grunted thrusting up into me as I settled on his full length.

"So good, this is what I need" I moaned loving the feeling of my son in law's cock, as more and more eyes in the room turned to me and Emily working our beautiful bodies in an unconscious rhythm using these men for our own pleasure. Joe and Steve probably would not see it that way but I knew.

 

[DanFS]

I was suitably chastened when Kay told me she had bought me dinner, then tickets to the theatre, and that this was not about me, but about her and giving her pleasure.

She made it clear that she expected me to make her come as payment for her invited me into her privileged world, where the lifestyle was so different to the one that I knew.

As she made herself comfortable and splayed her thighs to allow me access to her most secret place, I knew then there was no going back, no return to who I was before.
I was now ‘the boy’, and would likely be known as such in her social circle. It didn’t bother me at all, in fact I didn’t mind in the least that I was beholden to her in return for all the experiences she had recently given me. And how she had broadened my horizons.

As I now knew how to please her with my mouth, I did so, teasing her little bean, and flickering all over her sex.
"Oh, god, Steve, yes!" Kay moaned, and I felt her tense under me, so I knew she was getting close.
After only another minute of my probing and teasing with my tongue, Kay drew in a harsh breath, and cried out:
"Ahhhhh yes!"
I felt her pussy gush and drank down her nectar as she shuddered on my face as she obviously hit her orgasm. She then reached down and caressed my hair and smiled down on me, with pure lust in her eyes.
I felt myself harden in response. She was so beautiful, especially when in the grip of lust, a she was now.
As she came down from her climax, she then gave me permission to fuck her, to my relief, as I thought my cock was about o burst through my pants.

Kay patted the seat and told me to sit down, and as she pulled her lacy black thong off, she sank down onto me taking half my length before pausing for a moment. I had momentarily shut out Joe and Emily, as I thrusted up, and gave Kay the other half of my cock.

"So good, this is what I need" Kay murmured, as she started to ride me.

I was aware again that Joe was about four feet away, sat as I was, and Emily was riding him in the same way Kay was riding me.
I had been dimly aware of other noises in the room, which seemed to have stopped, and although the sound of the performance could be heard, as if in the distance, it now seemed that everyone else in the room, other than us had stopped moving.

I had closed my eyes to focus on the delightful sensations, as Kay dictated the pace, and just mirrored her tempo, by pushing back up into her.
Her pussy muscles squeezing my cock felt amazing! I reached up, and cupped her firm breasts in my hands and gently squeezed them, teasing her nipples.
As she started to ride me harder, I thought I heard her growl:
“Steve – really fuck me harder! Give these people a show of our own!”
I had then opened my eyes to see other people watching us. Normally this would have freaked me out, as I’m not an exhibitionist, but just then, I didn’t care. I was solely focussed on pleasing Kay and fucking her as hard as I could.

I was using her breasts for extra leverage, as well as teasing them, and pulling her down onto me, our flesh slipping together in a carnal rhythm.
I realised I could hear a voice growling “Yes, Ahh Yes!” Before realising it was my own, as Kay’s own voice joined mine, gasping “Yes, Baby….harder! harder!”

Across the seat Joe was grunting with the effort he was now also fucking Emily hard. For an old guy, he was really pounding her. He must have been a raging animal in his younger days!
Emily was crying out something incoherent, but I did catch the word ‘Daddy!’ in there somewhere. Her blonde hair was flying about as if in a storm, and she was moving her hips so fast, I thought she might fall off Joe at any moment.
Kay then let her head fall back against my shoulders, and gasped:
“I’m so close, Steve, fuck me hard – now!”
“Yes Ma’am!” I replied, as I pounded up into her, switching my hands to her hips now, and grunting with every stroke.
“Yes, Yes, Yes!” Kay grunted back at me, as she buried my full length inside her and I could feel her muscles squeezing me hard.
I couldn’t hold back any more, and felt the dam burst, as I came, shooting jet after jet of cum up into her.

She sat down again on me, hard, and rested her head against my shoulder once more, gulping in air.

“Oh my!" I heard you exclaim, as we rested against each other, getting our breath back, and I felt myself start to soften.
“Errr…Mom?” I whispered. “What about all the cum that’s gonna leak out?”
“Don’t worry Steve. It’ll be taken care of.”

I saw Kay beckon to a young woman watching with her ‘Uncle?’, who approached us.
Kay climbed off me, and sat beside me, and the young woman dove between her opened thighs and made short work of sucking our combined juices out of Kay’s puffy wet pussy lips.
As I sat there, watching this spectacle, another girl, who could only have been eighteen or nineteen, came over and pointed at me, asked Kay:
“May I, Ma’am?”

Kay smiled & nodded. It quickly dawned on me what she was asking as she sank to her knees in front of me, and took my soft cock in her pretty little mouth and sucked me clean, although I had started to harden again , it didn’t seem to phase her in the slightest as she bobbed up and down on me, swirling her tongue and cleaning me.

As I looked over at you, you just smiled and nodded, as the sounds of slurping filled the room, as I saw Emily has now dismounted Joe and
Was sucking him too.

“Wow!” Was all I could say.
“See what I mean, Steve? This is the different life I lead, and you can experience more of this, if you continue to please me!”

 

[cybal]

"..and pleasing me Steve an interesting thing. I could be wrong but I think you are excited by being made to do things. Things that you would never do under other circumstances." Kay said as she motioned for the girl servicing Steve to leave them.

"Where do you think Julia is?" I said pulling him back from his escape of the everyday. I could see on his face he was sunk with guilt and shock at my question.

"Do you think she would mind you joining her mother in a sex club like this?" I asked as Emily sat down between Joe and Steve. Steve looked at her as she took a flute of champagne from a male waiter carrying a silver tray of elegant flutes. He was naked and hung like an animal by the way. Emily drank the entire flute, replaced it and took another before settling back between her father in law and Kay's son in law.

"She is something special Joe" Kay said appreciation get girls beautiful body and way.

"Yes she is Kay" the old man said still recovering from a fucking that would have killed many younger men.

"What do you think Stevie boy?" Joe crocked with a laugh. "Want a few minutes in her sweet tight snatch?" he laughed on as Emily seemed disinterested.

Steve looked torn, unsure of his gut desire and his mother in law's wishes.

"Good boy Steve, I am much more powerful than that little bitch," Kay said smiling sweetly as Emily.

"Not for ever" Joe laughed.

"For now old man" Kay hissed.

"So what should we do Steve? Watch the play? Fuck Emily? Go find Julia?" Kay asked with a wicked evil tone of mischief.

"Maybe you should go see if Pete is still awake?" Joe laughed as his hands were now exploring Emily's perfect breasts.

Emily turned to Steve, looking him up and down, pausing on his nice semi hard cock. "We can fuck if you want" her voice was soft and high pitched, almost other worldly from her port star body.

"Oh I think she likes you, or at least your dick" Joe said, seemingly unconcerned with his daughter in law fucking someone else.

"And maybe you want to join us Kay?" she said as if organizing a game of tennis.

Kay rose and stepped in front of the young woman. She leaned down and kissed her, their mouths open as their tongues explored each other. Kay's hands came to the firm breasts of the woman as the young woman mimicked her movements. They kissed for a few minutes groping each other and drawing much of the attention in the room. Finally Kay broke the kiss and stood back up smiling.

"OH she is good Joe" as if critiquing an artist or chef.

Slowly turning her eyes from Emily to Steve Kay asked "what do you want Steve? This may be the only time I ever let you choose what you want."

 

[DanFS]

Kay’s insight into my preferences at the moment had been telling.
She was right.
Right now, I wanted to be led, to be told what to do, and I got off on pleasing her.

There would be other times, when I wanted to be the dominant one, and I would be happier holding the back of her head as I force-fed her my cock to suck.

Now, though, I was torn, between just pleasing Kay and wanting to fuck Emily.
She was a hot, lithe blonde, maybe fifteen years younger than me.
Her voice was quite high-pitched, like a teenager’s. She may well have still been a teen, but she was tall and lean, with a good slim, and strong looking pair of legs.

Damn - I had always been a sucker for a good pair of pins, and Emily’s were damn near perfect!

Kay’s confirmation that Emily was good, and her permission – allowing me to fuck her if I so wished was all I needed.

“Well Kay, I have to admit – I love fucking you, and you have shown me so much, but I’d love to have a crack at Emily’s pussy too.”

Emily’s face widened into a knowing grin. I got the feeling I was the bait in a trap, and I’d just been reeled in like a fish….

As I stood, and took Emily’s hand, I leaned towards her and whispered:
“Since we now seem to be the Star Attraction, shall we really give these people a show to remember?”
She giggled coquettishly, and nodded, before taking my cock in her hand and starting to stroke me, as she leaned in for a kiss, her tongue already seeking mine.

Three days ago, this would have been something I might have watched as a scene in a porn movie, but now, I was actually ‘living the dream’, and all thanks to my sexy Mother-in-Law.

As I started to grow, Emily moaned in appreciation, and sank to her knees, replacing her hand with her mouth.
Then it was my turn to groan.
It felt exquisite! Although she was much younger than Kay, she used a different technique, but one that was no less effective.
As her tongue slid all over the sensitive head, and the first drops of seminal fluid escaped me, she lapped them up as if it were ambrosia from the Gods, moaning and occasionally taking her mouth off me to utter a dirty few words, to motivate me, and turn on our audience as well.

I had rested my hands in her long blonde tresses and started to pull her mouth on and off my cock, loving the gagging sounds she made, until she grasped my wrists and pulled my hands free.
“My God, Steve! What are you trying to do, choke me?”
She stood, then, and bent forward leaning her hands palms-down on the seat between Joe & Kay, and reached between her kegs to open her pussy lips for me.
Although Joe had already taken her there, she still felt a little tight, although she was plenty wet!
I wasn’t bothered that I wasn’t the first man to go there today; she made up for any looseness there may have been, by moaning dirty words at me, as I slowly entered her from behind.
“Ahhh, yes Steve. Slide it all into my hot snatch!”
I did as she commanded, giving her every inch I possessed, and she certainly seemed to want to use all of it! She ground against my crotch as my full length sank into her.
God she must have been so tight when Joe took her!
I took her hips in my hands, and started a gentle rhythm, back & forth, nothing too fancy, but it gets the job done, and as a young filly wanting a good, hard fucking, this seemed a good way to start.
Joe and Kay were both watching, much as I imagined they would if they had been watching the main show downstairs.

I slowly built up my tempo, until Emily was begging me to ‘give her everything!’
How could I refuse such a request?
Soon, all that could be heard were her gasps and moans as I ploughed her slick furrow, and the wet slapping sounds of our bodies coming together, with each steady stroke. I had kept the same pace for a while, and although easy to maintain, I felt the need to get off soon, as I sensed Kay didn’t want to stay in here all night!

Emily’s head had dropped down, and I could see she had taken Joe back into her mouth, and was moaning around his meat.
Joe was making appreciative noises due to her efforts, and as Kay worked a couple of fingers in and out of her pussy, watching all this happen right in front of her,
Emily seemed to hit a threshold, and looking back of her shoulder quite sexily at me demanded:
“Fuck me hard you bastard. Stop teasing me and fuck this pussy hard!”, before she continued fellating Joe once more.

I really started to slam my cock into her to the hilt then, and making her tits jiggle below her, and drops of sweat fall from each of us as we pounded each other. Our audience had drawn discreetly closer, to gain a better view, and just then, I reached my maximum tempo. I could not fuck her any harder or faster than I did right then.

Emily moaned, a low deep moan in her throat, which rose almost to a growl, as I felt her pussy milking me hard.
“Yes, Yes Yes!” She cried out, like Meg Ryan, in the orgasm scene in ‘When Harry Met Sally’.
I felt her push back on my really hard, as I bottomed out inside her, as I felt her pussy clench hard, several times, as she obviously rode her orgasm to its conclusion, and coaxed me to cum inside her too.
“Don’t worry, my boy!” Joe told me. “She’s on the pill, so she can enjoy the sex, as risk-free as possible!”

“Yes, Steve!” She gasped, as if understanding my quandary.
“Shoot it into me! I want all your cum!”

For someone seemingly so well-bred, she was as wanton a woman as I have ever met, but it only served to make her more attractive!

I buried myself deep within her – and as she milked my cock, I felt the first jets of my cum fire forth, into her. I stroked my cock in and out of her at quite a speed, groaning "Oh Fuck!" as I came, and she took it all, every last drop.
As we stood, coupled together, and I then became aware that Joe must have cum again, as Emily seemed to be swallowing, but I hadn’t seen her drink anything, so I assumed her ‘Daddy’ had cum again!

As I softened, and started to slip out of her, the small audience started to applaud, and Emily pointed to another young woman, a young brunette, with short-cut hair, in a pixie cut, and pointed to the floor.
The young pixie-girl lay down, and Emily crouched over her mouth, as she squatted to suck my cock clean, and the girl could be heard greedily slurping away at her snatch and drinking down all our combined juices.
Once I was cleaned, I flopped down onto the couch, completely spent, and feeling quite tired!

Kay leaned over and kissed me, claiming me as hers once more.
“Mmmm. Kay – thank you. That was wonderful. Now though I think I should go home, and rest." (After all, I had fucked two women in the space of half an hour – more than I had done in a few years!) "What about you, what do you want to do?”
I asked Kay.

 

[cybal]

Kay smiled and then turned to her old friend Joe and gave him a deep passionate kiss and then whispered "thank you." She did the same to Emily. The two women were getting a lot of looks as they were clearly comfortable with each other.

Kay dressed and used a mirror a waiter had brought to her. He was holding it for her to fix her hair and touch up any make up that had run during the hours in the room.

"Ready?" she asked Steve as she stood prepared to leave. She took his arm and walked out standing wall as the men in the room watched, and a few of the women. She walked in silence to the elevator where the door was opened then closed and "good night" was bid, although Kay said nothing, smiling to herself. She walked out to the car which was waiting for them and stepped in as the valet held the door.

She stared forward as Steve drove. The silence was almost too much for Steve. Finally when they were almost home she spoke.

"Steve I think you need to take on a more masculine role in our relationship," she said instructing her son in law. "I know you find me attractive and are sexually drawn to me and I appreciate that, but I want you to imagine we have not had the last few days. I am still your mother in law, who is attractive but you would never imagine would want the depravity we have shared. The pristine mother of your wife who you desire greatly. A desire you can no longer deny. A lust surging through your every fiber and moment," her hand sliding to Steve's thigh with that last sentence. As she moved to his semi hard cock she said, "I want you to come to the house tomorrow, let yourself in and force yourself on me. no matter what I say or do, do not take no for an answer to your longing." Her hand tightening around his cock in his pants. His cock hardened in her clutches, either the offer or the squeeze or both but she had her answer.

The car pulled into he elegant driveway lined with low lights as his car, she had bought him through Julia, but he did not know brought them to the front door. Kay waited for the young man to step around and open her door. She reached up and he politely helped her, his older mother in law from the low riding sports car. She paused and looked at him then smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you for a wonderful evening Steve" clearly playing for the security camera. She whispered into his ear. "Pete is gone by ten and back by two. I want to feel your desire," and with a brush of her body against his arm she walked into the house.

"Thank you" Steve said awkwardly trying not to show how hard his cock was before the video cameras.