Seemingly oblivious to my struggle, Amy calmly finished her scan on my right, flipped my cock to the other side, and began scanning my left. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, Amy finally released my cock, letting it fall back to my center. It was now pointed directly at her mouth. If she stuck out her tongue, she would have touched it.
But she didn’t. Instead, she looked up into my eyes and held my gaze for a moment. Her expression was unreadable, and even here, I was afraid of misjudging the situation, so I did nothing, even though a slight push of my hips would have been enough for the contact my cock was so desperately seeking.
Amy opened her mouth slightly, almost as if she was considering taking me in, but neither of us moved a muscle. I realized I could feel the heat of her gentle breath against my cock; the sensation was almost more than I could stand. I waited there, needing her to give me a sign—any sign—that I could push forward.
But no sign came. Before I knew it, the moment had passed.
Amy stood, and as if we hadn’t just been on the verge of no return, calmly finished her assessment.
“Well, for the most part, I think your skin looks good. Definitely get that one spot checked out though.”
“Okay, I will,” I murmured, still paralyzed by the adrenaline coursing through my veins. Even though the exam was done, it never occurred to me to put my clothes back on. And so, my cock remained exposed to Amy, fully erect and stubbornly defying gravity. The impropriety of the situation completely went over my head.
Amy must have sensed I wasn’t in my right mind yet, because she continued. “I’m gonna head up to the bedroom to take care of something. If you need me for anything at all, come get me, okay?”
“Okay,” I echoed, still in my trance-like state. I only half-consciously watched her leave and head up the stairs, and it may have been a solid minute or two before I finally came back to myself.
Once I did, the realization of my missed opportunity came crashing home. I’d been so afraid of misjudging the situation, I’d ignored every opening Amy had given me. Did I expect her to push me to the couch and just take me? That’s not how it worked. I needed to show interest too, and I’d not done it.
I decided then and there that if I didn’t fix my mistake, I’d regret it forever. I’d fantasized about Amy for months, and this might be my only chance to make my fantasy a reality. A part of me still knew that just because I could doesn’t mean I should, but I was too horny at this point to care. I needed release.
It was then that I realized that I’d missed one last signal from Amy. When she’d told me to get her if I needed ‘anything at all’ her eyes had flickered to my cock. That couldn’t have been a coincidence.
And so, I headed up the stairs, still fully naked. I approached Amy’s bedroom, its door slightly cracked. I didn’t bother knocking, but instead quietly pushed the door open, allowing me to see inside.
What I saw shocked me.
Amy was on the bed, fully naked, playing with herself. She couldn’t have been here long, but it appeared she was already plenty worked up. An open bottle of lube was beside her.
“I was wondering if you were going to come up here,” Amy said, fully aware of me staring at her. “Now are you just going to stand there or are we doing this?”
“I just can’t believe this is actually happening,” I said, as I made my way over to the side of the bed.
“You better believe it’s happening after you’ve flirted with me all weekend. You can’t get me fired up and then not expect to put the flames out.” Amy retorted, flipping onto all fours and meeting me at the side of the bed.
I watched with awe as Amy again grasped my cock, this time with explicit sexual intent. Without wasting time, she opened her mouth and took me in.
“Oh my god, Amy,” I gasped, my long-awaited relief finally here.
Amy began to suck on me like a woman dying of thirst. Her intensity was so unexpected and so hot that it sent me straight into another dimension. The sensation of my cock sliding between her soft lips as her tongue teased my head relentlessly brought me pleasure I’d never dreamed of. And it was my wife’s mom doing it.
“You’re so fucking good at that,” I managed to wheeze out. In response, Amy began to bob her head on my cock. I thanked myself for having two drinks earlier—I think that was the only thing that kept me from climaxing. The sight of my strong-willed mother-in-law servicing me so uninhibitedly was the sexiest moment of my life. And we were just getting started.
After several seconds of taking most of my length into her mouth, Amy pulled away with a gasp, her saliva clearly visible on my cock. She started to go back down on me, but I stopped her. Even with the alcohol in my system, I wasn’t sure if I could last another round of Amy’s amazing head technique.
Amy looked at me curiously, but I motioned her to flip around. “Time to return the favor.”
Amy smiled seductively at me. “Oh, don’t worry about foreplay for my sake. if you’re ready to skip to the main course, so am I. I’ve been ready since I got here.”
Crawling on her hands and knees, Amy flipped so that her ass was now pointing at me. Her body wasn’t as firm as it once might have been, but she had no business looking that good in her fifties. I’d never been so attracted to an older woman.
Not wasting any time, I stepped forward and put my hands under Amy’s hips, gently but forcefully pulling her closer to me. Amy made a noise of surprised approval, as I oriented her where I needed. Finally, I pushed forward so that the head of my cock now rested against Amy’s warm opening.
I took a second to appreciate the moment—this was happening!—before I made the plunge. Amy must have lubed herself thoroughly, because I slipped in with no trouble at all. I slowly inched my way inside until I’d buried as much of myself inside her as I could.
Amy sighed with satisfaction. “That’s it, Ryan. Fill me up.”
Being inside Amy was an experience unlike any other. She was incredibly warm and soft, and her pussy gripped my cock perfectly like they’d been made for each other. On top of that was the added mindfuck that Amy wasn’t just some random woman I was screwing. She was my mother-in-law. I was screwing my mother-in-law.
I withdrew slightly before pushing forward against Amy again, her pussy sending waves of pleasure into my cock as I moved. Once I’d bottomed out, I repeated the motion, bringing more waves of pleasure. Slowly but surely, I began to move faster and withdraw a bit more before plunging forward again. We began to develop a rhythm; Amy’s body moving in sync with mine, maximizing our growing ecstasy.
I gripped Amy’s ass tightly, leveraging myself against her more and more. As if in slow motion, I saw Amy’s ass cheeks ripple with each of my thrusts, her breasts bouncing freely beneath her body, and her face full of uninhibited lust as she looked back towards me.
Caught up in the moment, I smacked Amy in the ass, not hard, but enough to get her attention. Amy gave a soft gasp of pleasure in response. Taking that as a cue, I leaned forward over Amy and pushed her upper body towards the bed so that I was now fucking her at a downward angle.
Amy began to moan softly but steadily. “Oh, fuck me, Ryan!” she managed to gasp.
Keeping my rhythm going, I reached forward and grabbed a handful of Amy’s hair. After pulling it into a fist, I tugged gently backwards on her head, as I leaned even further over her. We made eye contact briefly, and I felt something significant pass between us. It only lasted a second, but in that moment, we were utterly united with one another.
Unable to maintain that position for long, I released Amy’s head and refocused on pounding myself into the deepest recesses of her body. Her pussy was sending me to heights that I’d never experienced before. I could tell Amy was becoming equally untethered.
I began to smack Amy on the ass again, becoming possessed by a deep need to unleash myself fully onto her. Amy let out small “ohs” of pleasure or surprise or both, which only drove me to be more aggressive.
“Mmmm! Fuck me, Ryan! Make me your bitch!” she begged, her head pressed against the bed as I continued to fuck her from behind and above.
The fact that my domineering mother-in-law who I’d known for years was enjoying me manhandle her was more than I could take. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer, but I could sense Amy was close too.
In those last few moments, we fucked like animals, driven by a primal urge to take and be taken. Both of us let out incomprehensible sounds of frenzied ecstasy as we climaxed together. I released myself deep inside Amy as her pussy spasmed around my cock, milking it even more. After several seconds, I’d expelled every last drop of sperm from my body, and I dropped onto the bed beside Amy, spooning her; my cock deflating but still inside.
We lay like that for several seconds, catching our breath, bodies pressed against each other as we basked in the afterglow. Finally, I broke the silence.
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