Now, to my amazement, I could tell she desired my touch. Her body strained and worked with my hands as they coursed over her. I gently rolled her beautiful hard nipples between my fingers and stroked her breasts, wanting to stoke her desire for me higher and higher.
Her face turned towards mine and she kissed me desperately, opening her mouth, her tongue seeking mine. Her breathing was harsh and ragged and her hands rubbed my arms faster as her desire flared like a bonfire within her.
I pushed my hand down the full satin-like softness of her breasts, unbuttoned her pants and sank under the material of her panties until my fingers came into sudden wet contact with the soft down of pubic hair growing tantalizingly between her legs.
I tried to press my finger between the soft moist lips of her cunt but she jerked spasmodically away, not from fear or revulsion, but from the unexpected contact that sent a shiver of warm rippling sensation running up the nerves of her back, down her arms and legs, and deep within her very core.
I stood behind her, running my hands reverently over her heavy pendulous tits, her soft round belly, her thick quivering thighs, up and down over her body, memorizing every hot sweaty inch of her.
The smell of her flowery soap and her unique womanly musk filled my nostrils, the heat of her body blended with mine making me feel as if I was feverish with lust.
My shaking hands brought forth small animal mewls and whines of pleasure from her chest and throat. My passion increased as I looked down to watch my familiar hands move over her, bringing a gasping and quivering response from deep within her. I watched her look back at me with wide blue eyes, their color shadowed by a dim veil of building passion that coursed through her.
She drifted in a strange unknown world of sudden, deep, soft pleasure of the flesh. Her body lay beneath my hands at first in doubt then in grim realization that she desperately craved the feelings I was creating within her.
All conscious thought of why she was there or for whom her body writhed was lost to her. It no longer mattered as she felt a powerful raging fire running through her, between the softness of her quivering inner thighs, out the tips of her beautiful, throbbing and rock-hard nipples and down again to the burning core of her hungering cunt where it roared in white hot heat like the belly of a furnace.
“Oh, God,” she whispered softly, her voice gravelly and rough. “Oooohhhhhh, God!”
I turned her face to mine, pressed my lips to hers and immediately felt the hard rigid pressure of her tongue spearing wetly into my mouth in her unconscious quest for a warmer, wetter contact with the one so deliciously torturing her body.
My hands caressed her until finally I sank a hand again between her quivering thighs, parting her plump swollen outer lips and her long dark inner lips with my hard questing fingers. She didn’t jerk away this time but opened voluntarily to admit me to the very core of her sopping pussy. I could feel the warm center of her loins flexing almost imperceptibly in passionate answer to my naked touch.
“Aahh, ooohhh,” she sighed over and over into my mouth. Her tongue pushed with frantic lust into my mouth and circled around wrestling hot, wet and desperate with mine.
My mother-in-law’s passion spurred my own.
It all seemed so surreal and disbelief buzzed through my brain. Was this was actually happening? Last night we sat talking companionably about all sorts of things and today she writhed and twisted beneath my caressing hands… mine for the taking.
I couldn’t stand it one more minute. I bent, slipped my arms behind her knees and shoulders, picked her up and effortlessly carried her from the kitchen to the couch. I looked into her eyes as I sat her down then knelt between her wide-spread legs, hooked my fingers on the tops of her pants and panties, and quickly peeled them off.
I could feel her quivering helplessly out of control as she raised unresisting thighs up my sides until the whole of her wet, throbbing cunt was presented up to me in welcome sacrifice. I held her legs apart for a long tortured moment. Slowly and gently, I scooched down, bent down then kissed and bit my way up her pale inner thighs.
The maddening musky intimately feminine scent of her arousal filled my nostrils. Now, she smelled faintly of flowers and hot womanly lust.
I worked my way to her hot soaked pussy. It was dripping wet, her nether lips were shiny and puffy and her inner lips were spread like the petals of a flower. I wanted to spear her with my raging cock, to conquer her, to make her totally mine at that moment, to claim her as mine with my cock, but I held back.
I ran my tongue up her slit and tasted her instead. She arched her back, tilting her pelvis towards me and twitching uncontrollably as I assaulted her convulsing pussy with my lips, tongue and teeth.
I raked my teeth along my mother-in-law’s red swollen clit, sucked it and flicked it with my tongue. Her body went out of control. Head twisting and shaking from side to side as I assaulted her gasping hungry pussy, I looked up directly into her wild wide eyes as she came. Her face was contorted in lust, her lips moistly open and unintelligible words come out.
Her lust was palpable. I was in heaven.
I stayed between her splayed legs and kept making her cum. I used everything I knew. My lower face was drenched with her juices and my dark eyes were laser-focused on hers. Her face was twisted in a rictus of teeth-clenched lust. The wrinkles on her face stood out in high relief and her sweaty dark blonde hair was a wet tangle around her.
“Oooooohhh, God! Oooohhh God, it’s so gooood!” she groaned over and over as if in anguish, her fingers dug into my shoulders, trying to drag me on top of her. Her soft, pale, fleshy, quivering breasts shook and swayed as she struggled to pull me on top of her.
After several shuddering, squirming, groaning, mind-numbing orgasms, she fell back limply into the couch, she grabbed my short hair, and weakly tried to push my face away from her hyper-sensitive sex.
“Stop. Stop. Please. Stop,” she begged, her raspy voice barely audible. “I can’t take it anymore.”
She looked down at me with half-lidded eyes, her pupils were enormous, and reached out to me.
“Please. Please. PLEASE FUCK ME!” she begged, her ragged voice broke at the last word.
I could tell she ached for me to plunge my blood-engorged cock deep inside her. She wanted me to possess her, to slake her raging sexual thirst, to fill the ache, the hollow deep inside her.
Her eyelids fluttered, and she looked at me through smoky, desire-dilated pupils for a moment and then pleaded again with me in a desperate hissing whisper.
“Fuck me, Dylan. FUCK ME!”
I wasted no time.
I got on my knees directly between her wide-spread thighs, gripped my cock with one hand, placed one of her legs on my shoulder and aimed my rampant cock between her pale thighs where her pussy gasped, eager to complete our connection.
She was ready; there was no need to prepare her now. I could feel the wet, moist opening of her cunt throbbing in desperate anticipation as I pressed the head of my thick cock into the hungry opening of her craving, gasping pussy.
I paused but a moment to slide up, part her trimmed but tangled pubic hair, now wet with her excited secretions, with the head of my swollen cock and then in one long smooth stroke, I found her hot entrance again and fucked powerfully into her until I was sure the head of my cock was all the way up to her fucking cervix!
There was not the slightest resistance, I could feel the smooth buttery-slick walls of her convulsing pussy clamp down powerfully around my blood-engorged cock so tightly it made me gasp and close my eyes at the unbelievable pleasure.
My eyes were closed for only the briefest of seconds. I didn’t want to miss a single moment of this wild sexual encounter with my sexy mother-in-law.
“Aaarrrggghhh, ooohhhh,” she moaned as her insides flowered open to receive me deep in her womb.
She groaned and muttered incoherent nonsense as I fucked her with deep, powerful strokes, gritting my teeth as I tried to control myself since what I really wanted to do was hammer into her until I exploded in ecstasy, filling her willing old pussy with my seed.
Her body followed mine, matching me thrust for thrust, grind for grind, moving in wild abandoned jerks beneath me with her loins churning wetly against mine and making wet, slapping, sloshing sounds.
I fucked my hard cock up and up, deeper and deeper into the warm soft cavern of her hungering cunt, feeling her flower open before my onslaught as though she’d never been fucked before in her entire long life.
Her body jerked and twisted, and she moaned incoherently, her face contorted in an ecstasy of passion. Her mouth opened and closed uncontrollably and her nostrils flared in the untamed, animal desire that took hold of her aged body as though writhing in the throes of an epileptic fit.
Her forehead glistened with sweat and her messy disheveled dark blonde hair, streaked through with strands of silver, stuck to it. There was nothing that could stop her wild race for fulfillment now, and I fucked like a mad savage to bring it to its inevitable thrilling conclusion for her and for me.
I hammered down into her with all the strength of my hips and thighs and could feel the smooth, raw flesh of her cunt clasping and unclasping like a clenched fist around my hard, hot thrusting cock.
I fucked into her from the tips of my toes and rammed the last inch of cock thundering up her aching hungry hole, bringing an ecstatic whining moan from her lips that echoed through the room and could probably be heard from a mile away. Her nostrils flared again, and her eyes, open wide, glared glassy-eyed and unseeing up into my eyes, a wild and aching yet unsatisfied need burning lustfully in them like a raging inferno.
She twisted and writhed beneath me, unable to control her wild desire to be fucked by her son-in-law. Her face was wildly contorted with passion, and her lips were bared tightly over her teeth while primal desperate grunts, moans and whines came from deep within her heaving chest, making her large breasts bounce, quiver and roll with every move.
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