Mother-in-law is who Brian wants and is who Brian gets. With a promise made and a promise kept, Becky's shapely mother and sexy sister come for a visit.
With the unmistakable smell of bacon and coffee awakening him, Brian got out of bed with a huge woody. Having just peed a couple of hours before, he seemingly needed to pee again. That's what he gets for drinking beer after 9pm. Normally having to pee really bad as soon as he got out of bed, he was more interested in food than in relieving himself.
With Becky still in bed asleep beside him, he was more than curious to know who the chef was cooking breakfast. Maybe they have a ghost who likes to cook. Maybe he's so hungry that he imagined that he smelled bacon sizzling and coffee brewing. Becky used to make breakfast all the time when they were first married, now with both of them always in a rush, most times they grab a cup of coffee and burn a couple of pieces of toast. Sundays are the only days she'll make breakfast but only if they weren't out late partying Saturday night. Now, more interested in sex than in food, he hasn't been eating and drinking as much since Becky had her gangbang.
As if he imagined her or dreamt her and she magically appeared, Anna May, Becky's mother, stood by the stove making breakfast when Brian walked in the kitchen. As soon as he saw the sexy, nearly non-existent nightgown that she was wearing without having the appropriate modesty of wearing a bathrobe, momentarily he forgot that he had a huge erection that stiffened out his pajama bottom. Adding to his horniness, there's something so sexy about a woman cooking breakfast while wearing a sexy nightgown, especially when that woman is forbidden fruit in the way that his mother-in-law was.
Her side profile caught his immediate attention as if she was standing there naked. Seeing the erotic impressions of her big breasts through her sheer nightgown as soon as he enter the brightly lit kitchen, he wondered if she knew that he could see as much as her as he was seeing. With her showing so much of her shapely body, tit for cock, unembarrassed that he obviously had a huge erection in her presence, he was curious to know her reaction to her seeing his erect prick that tented his pajama bottom. After he confessed his sexual feelings to his wife for her mother and his lustful desire for her sister, he was surprised that Becky didn't veto his sexual attraction to them. Instead, going along with his forbidden lust, she encouraged him with her promise to not only flash him her mother and sister's naked bodies but also to flash them his cock. Wow!
Being that he had awakened feeling so horny, emboldened in his exhibitionism and perversely perverted in his sexual desire for her mother, he wanted his mother-in-law to see his stiff pole sticking straight out in his pajama. Immediately, no longer wondering what her reaction would be, he received his hoped for answer with her sexually, erotic stare. With her eyes going right to his erect cock and glued there, encouraging him to do even more in flashing his mother-in-law, she did a double take. In the way that he always talked to his mother-in-law's tits, she now talked to his erect prick.
"Good morning," she said. "How are you?"
In the way that she greeted the dog and patted him on the head, he hoped she'd greet his cock the same way. He'd love for her to rub the head of his cock as if his stiff prick was a dirty dog. He'd love for his cock to move up the side of her face and trace her mouth in the way that the dog licks the side of her face always tries to impale his tongue between her lips. If only his cock could speak, his prick would answer her. Surely she wasn't asking him how he was, addressing his engorged penis by staring at his erection in the way he hoped she would and in the way that he was staring at her exposed cleavage now, she was asking his cock how he was.
In the horny way he felt at that moment, he'd love to fuck his mother-in-law's tits before parting her lips with his cock. A woman so good and so kind but from a different and more innocent generation, he wondered if she sucked cock. He wondered if she'd allow him to cum in her mouth. He wondered if she swallowed. He wondered if she wanted him as much as he wanted her. As soon as he thought that, with her making pancakes, he had the visualization of creaming Anna May's big tits with cum in the way that syrup coated his pancakes.
As if daring him to do so by her staring at his erection, he was so tempted to pull out his cock to show her just how happy his cock was to see her. Hard and ready for action, he wished she'd reach out her motherly hand and touch his cock and feel his cock through his pajamas in the way that he so wanted to reach out his horny hand to touch her tits and feel her ass through her nightgown. Yet, something she's never seen of him before, it was enough that he was flashing her his stiff erection, albeit hidden inside his pajama bottom. With her flashing him her nearly naked breasts, he so wanted to flash her his naked cock.
He loved how his mother-in-law wears those oh, so tight button blouses that seemingly are a size too small. With her big breasts pushing open her button holes to allow him to see her exposed, low cut bra and cleavage, he knew that if he stood sideways she could see more of his cock. Posing so that she could see more of his partially exposed prick, he knew that there was a lot of thick, long, hairy, pink skin clearly visible that his mother-in-law could see through his pushed open, pee hole. That is, if she was looking and sexually excitingly she was more than looking, nearly burning the pancakes, she staring. Apparently by wearing such a revealing nightgown in front of her always horny son-in-law, Anna May is as much a voyeur as she is an exhibitionist. With her staring at his cock and him staring at all that she was showing, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes to make sure that he was seeing what he was seeing and wasn't dreaming. As if she was illuminated by a spotlight, the bright morning sunlight that flooded in through the kitchen window made it obvious that she wasn't wearing anything beneath her sheer, nearly see-through, sexy nightie. Oh, my God, how hot is that? Obviously seeing the clear, unobstructed outline of his mother-in-law's naked, curvy body through the thin material of her nightgown, not even looking away long enough to blink his eyes, he looked at her as if he was seeing a nearly naked ghost.
"I didn't know you were coming for a visit," he said making idle conversation as his excuse to stare longer at all that his mother-in-law was showing.
"Not planned in advance, I didn't know that I was coming for a visit either. Becky called and asked me to come," she said giving him a sexy smile that no mother-in-law should ever give her horny son-in-law who was standing there with a massive erection while she was standing there in her sexy nightgown.
As if willing it to do so by purposely pulsating his prick, in his feeble attempt to tease Anna May to touch him, he wished his cock would poke out of his pajama bottoms and make a surprise appearance. In the way that her errant nightgown strap fell and the top of her nightgown loosened to expose even more of the fullness of her magnificent breast, he so wished that her tit would magically fall out of her nightgown while she flipped pancakes. With her big tits jiggling and her nightgown top lowering with her every subtle, albeit erotic movement, just a little more and he could see her areola. Mesmerized by the sexy sight of the tops of her meaty breasts, if only her nightgown would fall just a little lower her nipple would be completely exposed.
As if she was a stripper giving him a private, sexy, slow, striptease show, with him already having a huge erection, he wished his mother-in-law would offer to give him a lap dance. Sitting on him facing him while smothering his face in her breasts as if her tits were two giant pillows, he'd love for her to hang those big boobs down in his face. Encouraged by her heated stares of his erection, as if his cock was an opera star mime and her stares were his curtain call bravos, he wished his cock would make an encore appearance to take a stiff bow. If his cock did free itself from his pajama bottom, acting if he didn't know his cock was so exposed and sticking out of his pajamas, he wondered what her reaction would be to seeing his exposed prick. Would she be terribly offended or sexually excited? Would she stare or would she look away?
"When did you get here Anna May?" He wondered if Becky's younger sister, Susannah was here visiting too.
Having only seen her from the back and from the side, when she turned to face him, as if begging him to touch her, his eyes widened, his lust for her heightened, and his cock hardened. In the way that she obviously could see the exposed side of his prick when he faced her sideways, when she faced him head-on, clearly he could see not only the impressions her nipples made in her nightgown but also her dark areolas and the entire shapely outline of her breasts. Oh, my God, never has he seen so much of his mother-in-law's naked body. As if he was having a wet dream while fully awake, he thought he'd ejaculate right there in his pajamas.
As if her pale blue nightgown was made from transparent, colored cellophane, did she know that he could see so much of her curvaceous body? Did she care that he could see so much of her voluptuous body? Or was she teasing him in the way that he hoped he was teasing her? Was she teasing him by showing him most of her exposed breasts as much as he hoped he was teasing her by showing her the side of his exposed cock?
With big tits running in their family, Becky's tits were only a tad smaller than her mother's big breasts. Becky a full C cup and with Anna May probably a small D cup, Susannah had to be a whopping, double D cup, made even more obvious by her small stature. As if there was a forbidden forest beneath her nightgown, that he'd love to part with his fingers, his tongue, and/or his cock, the dark shadow of her bushy, pubic hair made it appear that she was wearing black panties when she wasn't wearing any panties at all.
"Late last night," she said staring down at the pitched tent his cock made in his pajama bottom again before giving her son-in-law her best southern belle smile.
"Oh," he said while wondering what else he could say to prolong him staring at her.
Did she want him to catch her staring at the impression his erection made in his pajama bottom? While imagining her naked, did she know that he was staring at her in the way that she was staring at him? Brian figured that if his mother-in-law wasn't self-conscious about showing him her nearly naked body and most of her big breasts than he shouldn't feel guilty about showing her his enormous erection. Tit for cock, exhibitionism and voyeurism at its best, he loved playing this sexy game of flashing.
