I had been married now for about six months. My wife was a pretty brunette of medium height, average weight, nice tits, well rounded ass. We were both still in college and lived in a one bedroom apartment. As we were newlyweds we fucked a lot, pretty much every night. But of course there are also other temptations. My wife's mother visited us frequently, helping to tidy the house and prepare meals to help us out with our busy schedules. Hazel was in her mid 40's. She was still an attractive women despite her age. Naturally dark hair she kept it long and usually left it hanging down over her shoulders and along her back. At only just over five feet tall she was a petite lady, under 100 pounds, and with thighs no larger than my upper arms. Despite her small size she carried a substantial rack upon her chest. Her tits were not huge, because of her petite frame, but they were certainly pendulous.
In the mornings she would often arrive at our apartment and start to tidy up. Sometimes I had early class and would already be gone. Sometimes it was my wife who had early class. This would leave my mother-and-law and I alone in the apartment. I would discretely watch her as she worked, sipping my coffee at the kitchen table or still lying in bed as she worked around me in the bedroom. When cleaning and cooking she would typically wear a skirt that came down to below her knees and a simple T-shirt. The T-shirt was wonderful. She sometimes wore a bra, but just as often not. I would stare at her legs, petite ass and swaying tits while she tidied the house. Watching her always gave me a woody, which I was careful to hide from her view.
I truly enjoyed watching her big tits jiggle as she strutted around the room cleaning various surfaces. When she leaned forward facing me I would be provided an opportunity to gawk down her top at the two exposed mounds of soft flesh dangling there. Sometimes her nipples got hard and you could see them pushing outward through the thin material. If she got a sweat going and wasn't wearing a bra the damp T-shirt would cling to her tits, better outlining their shape. And sometimes the dampness revealed the contour and color of her areoles, dark and wide, perfect. On a few occasions, as she was leaning over oriented away from me I could actually see up her T-shirt. Her big bare tits would hang there in full view, swaying back and forth as she worked, clearly capped by her big dark gorgeous nipples.
I knew that I had to have this woman. Enjoy the pleasures that her body could offer. Have her reveal her big fat tits to me and ask me to suck and squeeze them. Watch as she took the length of my cock into her mouth. Have her tiny little ass bent over as she begged me to fuck her. Cum over her face and tits and watch her lick up the goo.
I could no longer resist the temptation and submitting to using my ring (the 'fantasy' ring I describe in my bio that lets me control women) to seduce her and make her my obedient slut. I organized my next semester of classes to all start later than my wives and trained Hazel to arrive each morning just after my wife left for class. I trained her to be the shy mother, eager for cock but disguising her lust as a motherly gesture to keep her son clean and clothed. She was never to wear a bra or panties, and found me each day on her arrival still in my bed. She would enter the bedroom to say good morning and on making eye contact I would rotate the ring inward. I could immediately see the giveaway sparkle occur in her eyes that proved that she was now under my power.
"Good morning mother dear, you look truly lovely today!" I exclaimed.
Hazel leaned forward and gave me numerous kisses upon the cheek. "Good morning my darling boy. So good to see you again." she replied between long soft kisses with her plump sensuous lips. As she lingered bent over me kissing my face I raised a hand and cupped one of the large tits hanging beneath her T-shirt. She made no comment nor attempted to move away as I lifted the heavy orb with my fingers, enjoying the feel of her soft round flesh. Turning my face toward her she kissed me lightly upon the lips as I squeezed the heavy soft prize in my hand. Once, twice, three brief passionate kisses, her lips upon mine, her tongue briefly darting out and licking mine. Softly biting my lower lip she stood up and began to tidy the room.
I reached down and stroked my stiffening dick as she teased me with her sexy little body. Her slender legs peeked out under her skirt as she would bend over or stretch upward while her big plump tits would hang down and swing back and forth before my view as she leaned forward. Knowing that she has teased my cock to full erection with her suggestive movements, Hazel said "Guess I should clean the bedsheet today." And pulling over the cover she then pulled down the bedsheet. I lay there completely naked on the bed, my thick cock laying on my belly. She of course knew that I always slept nude and she made quite the act out of this simple gesture every morning. I continued to lay there casually, my hands tucked behind my head, as she also feigned a casual response. She folded the bedsheet and prepare it for the wash. But her eyes constantly glanced back longingly toward my exposed prick. As she continued her chores she constantly eyed my cock, her eyes ever more unable to resist the urge to stare. I watched her parted lips as she constantly licked and bit at them and as she had to swallow the saliva that was quickly building up in her mouth. Truth be told, I had turned her into a cock-craving slut two months earlier and she knew as well as I did that my cock would soon be in her mouth, as it was every morning now.
Coming over and sitting beside me on the edge of the bed she exclaimed "Oh my, tiring job, all this cleaning, I need to sit down for a bit." She was talking to me but her gaze was transfixed upon my cock. Briefly looking in my direction and placing a hand upon my chest she inquired "Is there anything mommy can do for you today darling before I get back to work?", before quickly turning her head back to look at my dick.
I had seen her tits many times now and enjoying playing with them and sucking on them regularly. I particularly enjoyed having her hold a breast in her hand and offering it to me as if she were breast feeding me. So that morning I responded "I really need to suckle on a titty mommy."
"Oh poor darling, you must be hungry, let mommy breast feed you." She responded, and lifting her T-shirt exposed her big soft gorgeous tits. I loved staring at my mother-in-law's big fat hanging tits, never able to really get enough of them. Cupping a tit in her hand and leaning toward me she freely offered me her bare breast to suckle upon, saying "Here you go darling boy, you feed on mommy's titty."
As her big breast pressed against my face I eagerly took her huge nipple into my mouth and began to suck eagerly. My one hand slid down around her waist while the other wrapped around her other breast. I firmly squeezed the heavy flesh and enjoyed pulling down hard on her tit as I briefly bit at the nipple in my mouth. Hazel squealed in delight. "God I love how you suck on mommy's titties, teasing me, torturing me. Oh Christ you make mommy's titties feel so damn good!" She moaned.
Looking up briefly I responded "I love your titties mommy, your big fat gorgeous edible tits!" before returning to feasting on her nipple. Leaning further into me she let her hand already on my chest slowly glide down over my belly. I felt as her hand found my cock. Offering me a second nipple to suck upon she non-chalantly asked me to continue my suckling as her fingers wrapped around my stiff shaft. Looking upward I saw that she was staring intently at the cock in her hand.
Innocently she inquired "Your penis darling seems a bit dirty this morning. Shall mommy suck your big hard cock ... , um, sorry, I mean, clean your penis off with her mouth before you head to school."
