Man, I'm in heaven! But first a little background for those who missed the initial parts of the story.
So I'm just the average Joe. But I married into a wealthy family...both in money and in looks. My wife is the eldest of five kids, two of whom are budding and beautiful women. Now I don't want to take away from the kids (of whom I will have another series of stories about) but the most gorgeous and beautiful of them all is their mother.
Her name is Angie. She turns 51 this year but does not look an age over 30. I still fantasize about the fist time I met her 15 years ago. She would be 36 and I would be 18. Perfect timing, if I would say so myself but that's for (yet) another story. Angie is 5'7" tall with a very fair complexion. A size 6 with 36C breasts that are to die for. They've slightly drooped down with age but are true fun bags in bed. But her best asset is her perfectly proportioned peach-shaped hips. Doing her from behind is such a pleasure as her bottom naturally opens up giving you a very welcoming sight and (truly) easy access to all her fucking glory.
And until just in recently all I had to enjoy of her was her company and the frequent trips to the hamper to savor her soiled underwear. But things changed after I decided to push through my fears and visited her one evening, in her sleep, caressed her pussy through her panties and ended up having the best time of my life in our game room, ejaculating on her face, on her breasts and on her pussy (not IN her pussy).
Now on to the story...
The remainder of her trip that year went as eventful as it can. We could not literally take our hands and mouths off each other. I would usually grab her breasts from behind. She would sway open her legs when I'm directly across her to tease me. She wore the tightest of shirts and dresses and the shortest of shorts to show off her perfectly tanned (and toned) body to me. Those will be one of her most memorable visits as of late. Here are some of the stories of heaven over those four weeks.
It started innocently one morning as I made my way to the kitchen after waking up. I was still groggy and was just wanting some orange juice and a coffee buzz to get me going. But I smelt pancakes in the air and bacon sizzling over the stove. It can't be my wife as I just left her in bed so I got quite excited to know that it was Angie, my mother-in-law. Lo and behold, it was her. Wearing just her black and flowing duster dress which really covered much of her striking legs and supple skin she looked up to me and smiled.
I went behind her. Wrapped my arms around her wast and planted a kiss on her neck. I made sure that I rubbed my hard-on on her buttocks and nestled it between her ass cheeks. She continued as if nothing was happening so I played along. Moving my hands slowly to where it was caressing her breasts, both of them and then gently peeling off the top of her duster to release them wonderful and supple orbs of beauty free.
At that time she playfully swatted my advances, saying jokingly "You wouldn't want any oil burns on these breasts of yours, would you?"
Man! I was in heaven. "Breasts of your!" I finally own them.
She put down her ladle, turned down the flame and reached behind me to rub my cock through my boxers, and then slowly slipped her hands in. The cold touch made my penis twitch with excitement. But I knew that the house would smell bacon shortly and everyone would be awake. This is when I made my move. I turned her around so that she faced the center island with her back still facing me then I slowly lifted the hem of her dress off her buttock to expose her purple satin panties she wore that evening. Wow! The feeling of smooth satin on a penis is just wonderful. I slid my cock in and out of her panty-covered buttocks and while I was getting into a good rhythm she did something that I never expected her to show me...she slid one of her hands into the front of her panties and fingered herself. (And I always thought that she was a prude and now it's again confirmed.) We were so in-tuned with each other that each buckle from her was met by a forward thrust from me. It was perfect. And just as I was getting into a good rhythm I tried to tilt my cock slightly forward in the hopes that I could catch her vaginal opening and tease it.
But Angie stopped rocking for a second, looked at me and said "Not now cowboy! You'll get your chance when I'm ready!"
And with that she spun around and climbed atop the kitchen counter, spread her legs and lifted the front of her dress up. She tapped ever so lightly on the gusset (instructing me to come closer) and as I drew nearer she pulled it aside and offered her now glistening pussy to me. Now I was hungry and horny at the same time so I just lapped up all her juices in one go. I stiffed my tongue so I can fuck her vaginal walls and tickle it. And this made her pussy really gush. After about ten minutes I decided that I needed to cum. I lined my cock again on her slit and she proceeded to dry hump me like the first time we did. I was heaven. She knew I was close so she held onto my cock and fist pumped it while directing it towards her vaginal hole where I shot close to ten ropes of cum on her pussy.
What happened afterwards is as breathtaking as the orgasm that we two felt. She took three of her fingers and slowly started to swirl my cum and her pussy juices together and brought it to her mouth where she sucked it clean. I was in awe for the good five minutes she did that. All I could do was to finish her off with a good tongue lashing to get her clean and ready for the day.
She came off the counter, straightened her dress and whispered "How's that for your daily serving of juice?"
The day went on by without any further incident. So as my mother-in-law really warmed up too me I think that my wife is starting to notice. And the most noticeable of all is when she goes out during the afternoons for a brisk walk around the park. I look forward to this the whole day when I'm working from home. This is my incentive to leave work early. The opportunity to gaze at my mother-in-law in her sexiest of tennis outfits.
Let me describe how it looks. It's your typical tennis skirt. Short. Tight on the hips. With a short-like fabric underneath to shield the panties. She had several colors but the best one was an aquamarine shade of blue. For a top, she wore the tight-fitting white dry fit shirt. A sports bra was always present as she was, after all, a prude and would not want others to think otherwise, lest realize that for several brief moments already her pussy had close encounters with a cock not that of her husband's.