Her arms, which were wrapped tightly around my neck, her nails digging desperately into the taut muscles of my back, slid down and dug desperately into my powerfully thrusting ass cheeks as I pounded down into her open and willingly offered tightly-clasping cunt.
Wet smacking sloshing noises echoed through the room with each pile-driving fuck I hammered into her. I ran my hands from the smooth cheeks of her ass down to her quivering thighs and between them to the soft, soaked pubic hair surrounding her voracious pussy to feel the clinging lips which seemed to suck my rock-hard cock like a tight rubbery mouth and were drenched with our combined juices flowing down the crack of her quaking ass.
Her wildly gyrating body was slippery with sweat.
We were both drenched with sweat, it slicked our ravenous and voracious forms, making our bodies glisten and shine in the light streaming through the windows.
Her head flailed uncontrollably, nodding from side to side and shaking back and forth on the couch beneath our driving bodies. Her mouth was wide open in wild ecstatic abandon. She was now a crazed needful beast as she twisted and churned, spreading her legs wide apart and jerking them up to her shoulders, egging me on.
“Oh, my GOD! Deeper! Harder! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she begged, gasping as if she were close to death.
She was nearing her orgasm and lowered her soft, tender thighs down and wound them possessively around my lower back, driving her hips up in uncontrolled abandon and churning them from side to side. She spiraled her devouring cunt up and down crazily on my plunging and hotly throbbing cock.
“I’m cumming, Dylan! I’m cumming!” she suddenly squealed with a high pitched whining gasp and locked her ankles in a death grip high up behind my laboring back and used them to draw me desperately towards her.
At the same time, her arms snaked tightly around my neck and she mashed her open gasping mouth to mine. Her body arched and she held tight to me, not moving but quivering and jerking around me in a pulsating rhythm that spewed her orgasmic fluids in powerful spasms around my still hard-fucking cock and down the crack of her ass, soaking my balls as they slapped into her brown puckered asshole.
The wildness of my mother-in-law’s orgasm started a pressure deep within my balls, and I gripped the cheeks of her rotating ass and squeezed with crushing strength, feeling her tilt her pelvis at me as great gasps and guttural grunts of passion came from deep in my own chest.
I rasped and groaned and increased the speed of my strokes so my pelvis crashed like waves on the shore, hard against the ragged swollen pink lips of her tightly-clinging pussy. My blood-engorged cock thundered deep down into the far, far hidden recesses of my mother-in-law’s pulsating belly.
I felt myself cumming and slipped my hands behind her knees, shoving her quivering thighs up over her shoulders and ground as far down into her open and yielding pussy as I could go, bringing even more groans of passion from her lips still locked tightly to mine in a soul-deep kiss. Her arms still clasped me in a clinging death grip.
I felt the final bursting release at my loins and gasped into the warm wetness of her mouth, hearing her whimpering cry and feeling her arms tighten around my neck. Then with a deep soul-shattering grunt that went on and on into her mouth, I exploded into her, shooting my burning hot sperm deep down into the liquid depths of her open and receptive womb.
I drove my hips forward again and again sending jet after jet of my hot frothy cum into her depths. Our hips churned and our loins sloshed together lewdly, striving and driving to draw ever tiny bit of pleasure from this experience.
Like waves crashing on the shore, our orgasms crashed against each other as if in a tempest. Our union was raw, blistering and as elemental as a firestorm. I could feel her clasping convulsing pussy gripping me, her pelvic bone seeming to strive to break my driving cock in half. Her jerking, juddering pussy rippled around my still-rampant cock milking my swollen balls of every drop of cum.
Finally, we lay still, locked in a wet loving embrace, our entwined limbs didn’t keep my hands from stroking my mother-in-law’s glistening body. And then I rolled off her sweat soaked body, noticing her large breasts rolling back and forth on her chest which still heaved from the effort of our final orgasm.
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Part 2
No Restraint
It’s amazing what can happen when the chains of restraint are finally broken.
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Through an exhausted haze, I remember my mother-in-law and me stumbling to her marriage bed and tumbling onto it. I spooned her body with mine. She was warm, her soft hair was in my face and her scent filled my nostrils.
Both of us were drained and fell asleep fairly quickly. Her left hand rested on my naked hip and mine cupped a large full breast, the now soft nipple nestled wondrously in my palm.
I woke up on my back with a wonderful feeling of suction on my rapidly swelling cock. The room was dark and I didn’t know where I was for a second. I looked down and, with the faint light coming from the street lights outside, could see my mother-in-law’s eyes shining as she teasingly sucked the head of my cock.
She paused for a second, disengaging.
“Good morning, Dylan,” she said, the darkness hid the wrinkles on her face but revealed her white teeth as she gave me a wicked little smile.
Then she licked the tip of my throbbing cock. Her tongue swathed over the head several times and slowly lowered, the tip following the throbbing veins down the shaft. She finally sucked my balls gently into her mouth one at a time. After a few minutes of this, she suddenly drew up and plunged her mouth down over my blood-engorged cock until my pubic hairs tickled her nose.
I ran my hands through her dark blonde hair, again noting the stands of silver, and tried to reach down to cup her dangling breasts. The nipples were hard again, aroused. The loud sucking, smacking and slurping sounds coming from her mouth drove to me to a frenzy of lust. I finally held the back of her head and plunged my cock hard and fast in and out of her hard-sucking mouth.
Gasping and moaning in lust, she let me do what I wanted, her own lust overwhelming her.
There was too much of her I hadn’t tasted, and I wanted it all. I may never get the chance again, so I need to go for it now.
I looked down at her large tits swaying gently and quivering enticingly with each gasp, slurp and lick of her mouth and every moan that came from her mewling, groaning throat. Her beautiful tits excited me, and I had to have them.
I reached down and pulled her towards me until her entire naked body was stretched on top of mine, then I kissed her, tasting myself in her mouth. I don’t particularly care for this but I was really turned on after such an amazing blow job.
Our tongues were in each other’s mouths, questing… exploring… wanting. My desire for her was a burning ache inside me. It had never been more intense, so visceral, so animalistic.
Finally, I laid her on her back, shuffled forward on my knees up to her chest, straddled her with one leg on either side of her ribs, pushing her tits enticingly together, and nestled my throbbing cock in the deep cleft between her beautiful tits so that her warm white flesh enclosed it on both sides.
My mother-in-law’s eyes shut momentarily as though she was afraid of the strange spell hanging over the room, but they flickered open again quickly, not wanting to miss a single moment. Her mouth hung open and she crooned softly in the gloom.
My hands shook, and I reached down and crushed the large resilient mounds of her tits between my strong, sinewy fingers, making tiny ridges of white stand up between the tan of my hands. I kneaded and stretched at them watching them ooze through my hands like firm, flaccid foam rubber, soft, yielding, yet springing back into their voluptuous teardrop shape the moment I lifted the pressure of my hands.
I pushed them together so they met across her body and formed a velvety, yielding tunnel in which my cock was sensuously and marvelously trapped. I pressed them hard together so the rock-hard nipples met at the top, pressing teasingly tight, and then I began a gentle rocking motion, thrusting my blood-engorged cock through the tight warm channel formed by the soft white tits squeezed gloriously together.
As I thrust, the purple head of my blood-swollen cock appeared at the far end of the warm, soft tunnel and brushed gently against my mother-in-law’s chin, leaving a shiny smear of moisture each time it touched her face from the precum seeping from the slit.
For several minutes, I kept up the slow rocking motion between her quivering tits, feeling my lusty cock throbbing and pulsing until I was afraid I would erupt in a great gushing fountain of sperm before I was ready.
I had to force myself to sit still for a moment and content myself with pushing and pulling at the maddening softness of the two yielding mounds so warmly surrounding me. I tweaked my mother-in-law’s aroused nipples and rubbed them together over the top of my cock, one against the other, watching with bared teeth as they seemed to throb and harden even more. At the same time, I studied my mother-in-law’s face and her reaction to what I was doing.
My eyes locked on her lips still muttering nonsense from a tortured need that came from some hidden well deep inside her. Her lips were moist from constantly licking them as she sat trembling with unfulfilled desire.
I wanted to shove my cock between those moist trembling lips, and I shuddered at the mere thought of them closing tightly around my throbbing cock in a round pink O. Just the thought caused me to jerk and almost ejaculate between her large soft tits and up into her face.
I shuffled forward, shifted my body a little, and my thick hard cock throbbed and bobbed directly over my mother-in-law’s aged face, giving her glazed eyes a close-up view of the pulsating ridge running beneath blood-engorged beast.
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