My Mother-in-law and I Ch. 01

My eyes met hers and she grinned from ear to ear. Her tongue now starting to moisten her lips. She let out a slow, pleasure-filled moan. I started to pump my hand up and down a little quicker. I could feel myself building to explosion as Helen was doing too.

"Come closer," she moaned as I stood and stepped a little closer. I was about a foot and a half from her now.

"I want you to finish on these," she said grabbing both her tits with her free hand. I thought I was going to let loose right there when she said that but I managed to keep it going a little longer. She cupped her left breast and raised it as far she could and was able to flick her tongue over the nipple. That was too much for me as I let loose a load like I never have before all over her tits. She arched her back and shivered with her own release at the same time.

"Uggghhh," I grunted.

"Ahhhhh," Helen moaned.

I stared at the scene lost in my own thoughts. Here I was standing over my mother-in-law unleashing my cum all over her breasts as she fingered herself begging for more. It was unbelievable. It all seemed so surreal. I sat down next to her breathing somewhat heavy.

"Wow," I mumbled.

"That was different."

"Yes. It was.""You okay?" I asked.

She turned and looked at me, her breasts still hanging out of the silk lingerie. Streams of white dripped over them.

"You bet. That was....it's been a very long time since I had...you know," she stammered as she stood up. "I have to clean up".

"Okay," I answered.

I fixed my pants and the finished off my beer. I got up and grabbed another and refilled Helen's wine. I went back into the living room and turned the television on. She came back out a few minutes later still wearing the nightgown and sat right next to me. She had a gleam in her eyes and a smile across her face.

"Thank you," she said as she took the wine glass and drained it in one gulp but I don't think she was saying thank you for the wine.

We sat there for a few minutes quietly enjoying the moment. Nothing needed to be said. What had just happened was certainly interesting and felt pretty good. I have to say, I do feel better when it came to the relationship I had with her. It felt odd and I wasn't quite sure if it qualified as incest as it was my wife's mother.

"Well, I think the shrink is onto something here," I said.

"I think so," she answered. "Do you want another drink?"

"Nah. I still got some here," I responded as I drank some more. I didn't feel a need to chug any more alcohol.

We sat there and watched some more television. I don't even remember what was on. I was just kind of staring at the screen feeling satisfied and content around Helen for the first time in....well since ever. We were sitting next to one another but weren't snuggling or anything like that. After about an hour, I noticed it was approaching midnight.

"Kyle, do you want to sleep in the bed with me tonight?" she asked.

"Uhmm....are you sure?"

"I think it would be good. It's certainly more comfortable than the cave".

"Yeah. Okay I guess. As long as you're okay with it."

"Absolutely," she smiled. "It will be more comfortable, much more comfortable."

She stood up and took my empty beer and her wine glass and brought it into the kitchen. I got up, shut the television off and walked into the kitchen. The buzz from the alcohol was stronger now. Helen washed out the glass and walked over to me.

"C'mon," she said hooking her arm through mine. "I'm tired."

We walked to the back of the house where her bedroom was. "I have to go to the bathroom," I said opening the bathroom door.

I went to the bathroom and washed up and walked out of the bathroom and into Helen's bedroom. She was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me.

"Would you like to do that again?" she asked as she stood up and walked over to me.

Before I could answer she took hold of my hand and gently pulled me to the bed. She sat down on the edge and I sat next to her. She looked at me, still holding onto my hand.

She slowly brought my hand up and placed it on her breast. I looked at her. There was no hesitation in her eyes so I squeezed the flesh of her breast gently. It was big and soft. This was the biggest breast I'd ever touched. My wife, while not tiny, was smaller than these.

I brought my other hand up to her other breast and continued to slowly caress them, working the nipples between my fingers and the flesh between my palms. Helen let out a low sigh. Our eyes met and again, I saw lust and pleasure in them. My cock became rock hard instantly. It had only been about an hour and a half since I blew my load all over her but I was ready to go again.

As I continued to knead her tits, she placed her hand on my crotch and started to rub my cock through the fabric of my pants, her fingers probing for the opening. She found it and slid her hand inside. Her fingers took hold of my cock. The warmth of her skin sent a chill up my spine. I stifled a moan and continued to massage my mother-in-law's tits.

"I think we're wearing too much," she said as she stood up and slid the silk nightie from her shoulders. She had to pull it over her breasts because the nipples were sticking out so much. She slid it all the way down below her waist and stepped out of it. I just stared wide-eyed. Here was my mother-in-law naked before my eyes. Her breasts sagged a little which wasn't surprising for her age. Her belly thickened towards her waist but not too bed. I couldn't help but imagine she must have been really good looking when she was younger because she pretty good looking right now.

"Don't you think?" she asked.

"Uhh...yes. I do," I answered as I stood and slid my pants down. My rock hard cock stood at attention. I'm not huge but I'm not small either. I'd guess I was average size in length but I was above average in thickness. I did have a pretty thick cock.

Helen stepped into me and grasped my rod. Her hand cupped my balls and gently squeezed. This was hot as hell. My hands, meanwhile, kept working on those breasts massaging, squeezing and caressing them. From her gasps, I'd guess this was the first time they had been touched in quite a while.


We sat back down on the bed in a type of embrace. Her hands playing with me and mine fondling her. We slowly lay down on the bed. My left arm lay under her body while my right hand slid down her body until I reached the hair of her mound. I could instantly feel the swelling of her clit as I found the mark with my fingers. Helen made no attempt to keep a moan from escaping her lips. She spread her legs apart giving me easier access to her pussy.

"Ahh, that feels...good," she gasped as she continued to stroke my cock. Her whole hand was now sliding up and down. The precum spitting out made it easier for her to pump my shaft. I grunted but kept my fingers focused on their mission. My middle finger had found the spot and was now gliding through the moistness oozing over my fingers. My left arm extended enough that I could reach her left breast with my hand as she lay on top of my arm. I pinched her nipple with my fingers. She gasped and picked up the pace with her hand.

My head lay next to hers. I could smell the wine on her breath as her breathing increased. She began to turn her head towards me as her body started to contract. She was closing in on another orgasm. I was getting close too. I closed my eyes as the enjoyment was immense. I could feel her body tensing for the explosion. Suddenly, her lips were pressed against mine, her tongue burst into my mouth as her body twisted and tightened. She let out a loud moan that was stifled by her tongue twisting with mine. Her hand continued to work furiously over me. Pumping faster and faster until a jolt of fluid burst forth landing all over my legs, stomach and bed. It seemed it was a never ending stream because Helen kept pumping as if trying to squeeze every last drop out. Her body was convulsing. She cried out raising her head and parting our lips.

"Ohhh...God.....," she gasped as her body relaxed.

Her hand moved over to my hand and took hold of it. We lay there on the bed somewhat entwined. Our hands clasped together and our breathing heavy.

"Shit," I said. "That was fantastic."

"Yeah," was all she could get out. We lay there for a few more minutes until my arm started to fall asleep. She sensed the growing numbness and rolled over and got up off the bed. I just lay there as she went into the bathroom. She brought a towel out and wiped me dry.

"Wow," she whispered. "I'm going to sleep good tonight."

"Me too," I replied.

She pulled her nightie back on. I rolled off the bed and put my pants back on. We both lay down on the bed and said nothing. We lay there just listening to each other's breathing in the darkness. I couldn't help but wonder how it came to pass that I had just fingered my mother-in-law to orgasm and now I lay in the same bed with her about to go to sleep. I smiled as we lay there quietly until sleep consumed us both.