My name is Brian and due to a string of bad luck my wife Grace and I were unfortunately living with my Mother-in-law, Mercy, Grace's mom. She was a real bitch. Mercy, my Mother-in-law, not Grace, my wife. My wife is amazing. She has long, sandy, blonde hair, blue eyes and a killer body. Her boobs are medium size with medium areolas and small nipples, and she keeps her pussy shaved. She's also smart and nice too.
My mother-in-law, on the other hand, is just mean. She has long dark hair, turning gray a mean looking face. Her boobs are also medium size with small areolas and nipples. And no, I haven't seen her naked, but she wears thin, white practically see-thru shirts and blouses. Obviously, I don't know about her pussy, but it's probably hairy and smelly. But she did takes us in when we had nowhere else to go, so I guess she can't be all that bad.
Mercy's house was old, and we didn't have a bathroom connected to our bedroom, so we had to use the one down the hall. The problem was the door would stick and you really had to push and pull to get it open and closed. Once I was trapped in there for over an hour.
So, Grace and I had been living with Mercy for about two months and she didn't feel comfortable having sex in her mother's house. Still a man has needs, so I finally convinced Grace to play our game. Now, our game, one we established while we had been dating, was a tie-up game. We'd tie each other to the bed and other places, perhaps I'll tell you about those later, and edge the other one to orgasm. It was thrilling and exciting and amazing. Since Grace is sort of loud when she comes, we agreed I'd be tied to the bed this time.
Grace isn't perfect, however and one of her faults - if you want to see it that way - is she's a bit OCD about how she looks. So, after she tied me naked to the bed, she, also naked, ran to the bathroom to make sure she looked good. When she didn't come back right away, I knew what happened. She had gotten trapped in the bathroom because of that stupid door. I really needed to fix that.
I'd been lying there for about twenty minutes when suddenly the door burst open. Instead of my wife, however there stood my mother-in-law.
"Grace, honey, do you mind if I borrow your charger? I can't seem to find..."
"Mercy. Ur, Mom. I mean. Get out!" I said.
"What in God's name do you think you're doing?" My mother-in-law said, looking up and down.
I simply turned my head away from her. She had that scowl on her face.
"Hey," she said, poking me in the side. "I'm talking to you."
I jumped and laughed. "Don't touch me!" I firmly said.
"Oh. Is someone ticklish?" she asked. poking me in the ribs again.
I jumped and laughed again. I guess I was. Grace and I never tried tickling before.
Before I knew it, Mercy had climbed on top of me and sat right on my crotch. On purpose? And proceeded to tickle the shit out of me.
Then my mother-in-law looked in my eyes and smiled. "Ooh, this is fun." she said.
"Please stop." I said in breathless bursts of laughter.
"Ha ha ha. Never," she said, digging in harder. I couldn't believe it. The old battle ax was actually laughing. She was actually kind of pretty when she smiled and laughed.
"Brian? Honey. I'm stuck in the bathroom. The damn door won't open. Hang on I'll be out soon. Brian? What's all that noise? Why are you laughing?" Grace stage yelled from the bathroom.
"Grace, your..." the rest of it was cut off by Mercy's hand over my mouth. She leaned down and whispered, "Shh!"
"Brian. Don't yell. You'll wake up my mother." Grace said.
I moaned. For two reasons. One, Grace was trapped in the bathroom, and I was stuck being tickled by her mom. And two, I was starting to get hard. All Grace had on was a thin nightgown and a pair of silk panties. With me bouncing around from being tickled, my cock was rubbing against her ass and pussy.
Mercy got off me and looked down. My cock was hard and throbbing.
"Brian! How dare you get hard! I'm your mother-in-law." She said, as she grabbed my cock and started stroking it.
She then spun around and pushed her butt to my face. "How about these balls. Are they ticklish too?" She asked. Then I felt her fingernails tickling my hairless balls. So, there I was with my mother-in-law stroking my cock and tickling my balls.
Then she started rubbing her pussy on my chest. She was trying to make herself come. "Worthless little pervert," She insulted. "I told Grace not to marry you. But she insisted. Said you had a great job and were a decent man. Now look at you. No job and living with your mother-in-law."
I was laughing and moaning and about ready to come myself.
"Brian. I'm so sorry. I was caught in the bathroom and oh my God Mom!" Grace said entering the room.
"Tickle his feet. I think he's just about to pop," Mercy instructed her daughter.
"Mom. No, you need to stop." Grace said.
