The haze I was in was still over me, shades of reality seeping in between the mixture of sleep and alcohol. I was on a sofa, the layout of the room familiar enough for me. I could feel a pleasure on my cock, a woman forcing her way down the shaft with her mouth and hands. The messy slurping sounds enticed me. I must be dreaming, my wife's flight was snowed in from a last minute business trip.
My eyes open up, trying to adjust to the dark room I reach down but the body my groggy hands fumble against is not one I know. I grudgingly try to pull away from the pleasure of feeling.
"Don't, I don't remember the last time I had a cock in my mouth."
I jerk back hard against reality but her grip is tight against my throbbing slick cock. Her mouth dives back down onto me, almost taking me hole this time. My body freezes and I moan out quietly.
"I know this is a bit weird. Me being your mother in law, but you're already enjoying me. The sin has already taken place, and you can't deny your lust now, can you? No one has to know."
There was always this awkward energy between us. I always tried to be respectful but she tended to make dirty comments to me, just for a reaction. She loved to see me nervous, and stumble over my words. As guilty as I currently felt, that quickly melted away with every stroke of her hand, flick of her tongue, low slurp she made.
She used her hand and mouth skillfully, there was no turning back. I was going to fuck her while everyone else slept. My mind was made for me. She got up, I could only see the full shape of her body as she laid next to me. I got up and spread her legs. I didn't bother with any added foreplay.
"I want to be fucked, use me. Call me the vile names that are in that head of yours. I don't want tenderness, I miss the way a young man fucks.."
I pressed my head against the opening then shoved my thick cock all the way inside. A deep gasp slipped past her lips. She gripped onto my body tight as she went rigid. I stopped to let her get used to me.
