"Michael, Mom called." Denise shouted, as I walked into the house, home from work.
"She did?" I replied, trying to sound uninterested. At the same time, a fire began in my loins.
"Yeah, she had some sort of exercise machine delivered today and she's having trouble putting it together. Some part won't fit into the slot like it's suppose to. She said that if anybody can put it in right, you can."
"Really, she said that? No problem. When does she want me?" Smirking to myself.
"Tomorrow afternoon. It's Saturday and we don't have any plans. So go over there do your thing and get back home." She instructed.
That night, while lying in bed, I couldn't help but think about Jean. My Mother-in-Law, the woman that gave birth to my wife and how she'll urge me to play with her succulent breasts and to suck her enormous nipples.
She'll beg me to let her suck my big, fat cock. To cum in her hot, wet mouth. Plead with me to fuck her juicy pussy and to my delight, to shove my cock up her burning asshole. I own her, she wants me to dominate her and I thrive on the feeling.
Getting into bed Denise couldn't help notice my raging hard-on.
"My, my, what are you thinking about tonight" she said, taking hold of my cock.
Pumping her petite hand up and down the shaft of my throbbing member. Her thumb smears the pre-cum over the head.
Predictably, she lay down on her side and began to grind her ass against me, wanting me to fuck her.
"Oooooo, c'mon Michael. Put that big fucker in me." She cooed.
Lifting her night-shirt, I find the waistband of her panties and pull them down.
Roughly, I start stabbing at her waterless pussy.
"Ow, Ow, OW Michael, be gentle." She protests.
Paying no attention, I continue my assault. Savagely I forced my ramrod cock into her. She wants me to fuck her? Well she's gonna get what her Mother is gonna beg for tomorrow. She cries,
"Uhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhh You're Ripping ME. OH, OHHHH NOOOOO MICHAEL. PLEASE STOP. YOU'RE HURTING ME."
Grabbing a handful of her hair, I yank her head back, while I continue slamming my cock into her. Her pussy began to moisten and stretch accepting my girth.
The slapping sound of our bodies, her moaning and groaning encourage me. Heightening my pleasure. My desire was to just bust my nut in her. She's here for my pleasure and nothing more.
The only other thing that I did think about was Jean, her Mother, and how I'm raping her daughter. I wonder how she'd react to my battering of her little girl's pussy.
I never treated Denise like this before. Something was happening to me. I was acting like my wife is a slut and I was just using her to get off. She's another fuck-toy for my amusement.
"You Fucking SLUT. You want me to FUCK YOU? HERE TAKE IT! Snarling at her.
"AHHHHHHH MICHAEL! YOUR COCK IS SO BIG AND HARD. YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM. OHHHH BABY, YOU FUCK SO GOOD. I'M CUMMING.
"You Better Get Yours, BITCH, 'Cause I'm Gonna Get Mine."
Grunting, my cock explodes, spewing a flood cum into my wife's fucking cunt. Her cunt muscles squeezing and milking every last drop of cum from my cock.
When my cock stops jerking, I pull out and roll onto my back, trying to catch my breath. Denise turns toward me to snuggle placing her head on my chest.
"Mmmmm, you're such an animal." Playfully kissing my nipple.
What's gotten into you tonight?" She asked with uncertainty.
I didn't answer her. I just put my hand on the back of her head and pushed her down my chest and stomach.
Stopping when her face was just inches from my cock. The cock that just raped her and thickly coated with our slimy juices.
"Go on slut, clean me up." I ordered.
Smelling our sex, she hesitantly opened her mouth and her tongue snaked out licking at the head. The taste was not to her liking.
"Oh Michael, do I have to?" She asked.
Slapping her on her hard on her bare ass demanding her to obey.
"Suck it slut. Suck my cock clean. You'll do it and like it. Won't you?"
"Uh-huh" she relented and sucked my cock completely into her mouth. My ordering her what to do was turning her on. She realized that she liked me ordering her to do something that she really wouldn't do on her own.
Tasting our cum, she conceded and sucked hungrily. Licking and lapping up and down the shaft. She sucked almost as wantonly as her Mother. Enjoying the sensation and control.
"Ah yes, that's a good slut. Clean me off real good."
Next thing I know, the sun is shinning through the window into my eyes. Waking me from my sound sleep. Feeling like a million bucks, I jump into the shower. The water felt good as my thoughts went to Jean. My cock began to stir.
"Down boy, you'll get into her soon enough." I laughed to myself.
Hastily, I towel myself and dress. Humming and singing all the time, I bound down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Good morning there Tiger." Denise says seductively.
"You were pretty rough on me last night. Can't say that I didn't like it, but my pussy is a little sore. Your breakfast is almost ready and I made everything you like."
Ignoring her rambling, I fill my travel cup with coffee and headed out the back door.
"Hey! What about all this...." She complained.
I never heard her finish her sentence because I was out the door and into my car. Backing down the drive I see Denise standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips and a puzzled look on her face. Talking out loud, I declare,
"Get use to it, Slut. 'Cause that's the way it's gonna be from now on. I'm in control. I'm the boss of you and your Mother too."
Arriving at my soon to be slut Mother-in-Law's house. I make my way in through the back door, where I hear a strange whirring noise.
Following the sound, it takes me to the spare bedroom. Standing in the doorway, my Mother-in-Law notices me and proclaims.
"Hi there, handsome." Looking at me with her lust filled eyes.