Everything in my story is true. I started reading stories here last month after an incident that made me feel rather strange, but since finding more stories on the subject I feel much better now. With that in mind I figured I could relate what happened to me.
My girlfriend of two years, Holly, and I just graduated from college. I'm 23 and she's 22. We're a happy couple and have pretty good sex together. We figured we would get married in September after our graduation.
Holly, like each of the few girlfriends I've had, is a bit thin, but has a nice athletic build and she looks great in and out of a dress or jeans. She's got long dark hair, a few inched below the shoulder and while she doesn't have much of an ass, her breasts are proportional to her body, and 34 B is just right for her. She's got great nipples and I've grown to love spending a lot of time on them.
Her folks have a house in the city and the one upstate that has a lot of room and also has a tennis court and they both play and stay in reasonable shape, so I know Holly has good genes. And, if she looks like her mom Carol (who's a bit heavier but still pleasant on the eyes) in 30 years, that's great. They have the same hairstyle and I suppose Carol dyes it the same color.
After graduation we figured to take a little time off before starting new careers and her folks invited us up to their county home for a celebration. It was kind of a joint deal, with graduation and Carol's 50th birthday rolled into one. They had lots of family coming up for the weekend and we arrived on Thursday.
Unfortunately for me, Holly was on the rag that week and I was feeling left out. Usually she will do something for me, a handjob or if I'm really lucky, a blowjob, but nothing before we got there Thursday afternoon. I asked her for a little present of my own and she said no, nothing in her parent's house, especially since they put us in different bedrooms.
Thursday, Holly and Carol and I had a nice dinner at home and sat around talking until late that night. We asked Carol what she wanted for her Birthday and she said she really didn't need anything, but she did feel like she should do something a little wild for her 50th. My future father in law was arriving on Saturday as he had business meetings until late Friday, so it was just the three of us.
When it was time for bed Carol left first and I snuggled up to Holly on the couch and got a few kisses. I put my hands up her shirt and massaged her breasts a bit, feeling her nipples grow hard and enjoying a little fun, but she said, "no, I told you, not here." Sometimes I have to beg a little, so I kissed her some more and asked for a quick blowjob, but she shook her head no, so I gave her a final kiss and went to my room alone. A long weekend was in store.
The next morning we all had breakfast together and Holly asked if I wanted to go to the mall with them. I declined. When they left I went swimming and hoped they would be home soon, but Holly called and said no, eat lunch without them. I did. Then I watched TV. Then Holly called and said they were still at the mall and wouldn't be home till really late.
I grabbed a beer and down it went. I had a few more and sat there in the dark, kind of watching the TV and dozing, and then gave up and turned off the show and closed my eyes. I was awakened by a sound in kitchen and saw Holly getting a drink of water. She knew her way around and there was just a little light coming through the kitchen window but I could see her, and I really wanted her bad.
I got up and walked around to the kitchen and slowly and quietly snuck up on her. She had just put the glass down on the sink when I put an arm around her shoulders and one over her mouth. She stood stiff and still while I kept my hand over her mouth and nuzzled my face into her neck.
I said, "Holly, I want you so bad, you can't turn me down now, I need to feel you right now," and I pulled my arm from across her shoulders and put my hand on her left boob and gave it a squeeze. At the same time I pushed my hips into her ass and kissed her neck.
I whispered into her ear that she felt great and maybe just a blowjob would be all right. Her nipple got hard and I noticed her boob was quite heavy, my hand barely able to cover it and I continued kissing her neck and smelled a new perfume.
That's when I said, "Oh, my God," realizing that it wasn't Holly I was holding on to. I kept a hold of that big breast and massaged the nipple a bit more. Then I said again, "Oh, my God," and followed it with, "Holly, you feel so good, please come to my room," and gave her another kiss on the neck and then walked out of the kitchen."
My heart was beating so hard by then and my stomach felt like I had a bowling ball in it. I couldn't believe I had just grabbed my future mother in law's breast and pressed my dick against her ass. I felt like such an idiot. I went straight to my room, dreading Holly coming in and saying her mother told her I grabbed her.
I lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling and then took my clothes off and got under the covers. I never even turned on the light, hoping that Holly would see the lights were off and not come in for a good night kiss.
After a long couple hours debating whether I could talk my way out of what had happened, I finally fell asleep in the dark room. At some point I started dreaming of Holly giving me a blowjob. Same start, licking my balls, slathering them with saliva and gently sucking them into her mouth, one by one.
I opened my eyes and realized I wasn't dreaming. It was pitch black, but could feel Holly holding my hard cock with one hand and beginning to lick and purse her lips along the entire length of my shaft, deep under the covers. She kissed her way up to the head of my cock and slurped along my glands, working her tongue along the sensitive and engorged head. Then I could feel her lips popping over the head and then back out, back in and back out across her full lips. She was in no hurry, which was unlike Holly, but her hair was tickling my thighs like always and I wasn't complaining.
I told her, "That's amazing, honey, just great," and she started moving up and down my shaft, slowly, her tongue licking against the side while my cock got four or five inches into her mouth. I leaned back against my pillow and enjoyed the feeling, then reached down and rubbed her neck a little and tried to reach her breasts but she was way too low on the bed.
As she sped up her movements, her sucking got harder and more expert, her hand moved slowly up my shaft and her other hand moved up and down along my ass and then back to my balls. She pulled my scrotum gently and moved her fingers so my balls played up and down in her hand. She had never been so good and I again said, "That's amazing, I never thought it would be so good." Then as my cock got back to her throat it started getting a deep movement to it, like the sucker was humming. That's when it dawned on me that it couldn't be Holly.
This expert sucking my cock was just that, an expert, and Carol was in no hurry as she slowed down again, keeping me from getting to close to coming. She was playing me like a musical instrument and I loved it. Now I knew what Carol's wild idea was.
I had never been with a woman older than 25, and her was my mother in law, sucking away and about to be 50 years old -- today, as a matter of fact. I thought of how old that was, how weird to be getting the best suck of my life from somebody older than my own mother. I thought about it and almost lost my erection, but then it was so good, how could I.?
I really wanted to hold her tits again, and I said, "Holly, let me touch your breasts, honey, you know I love that," but Carol just kept sucking away and then actually nibbled around my cock head and slid a finger over my ass. After a few more minutes I got and idea and started doing math problems in my head. I tried as hard as I could to remember all the continents, state capitals, anything but the world's greatest blowjob I was receiving. I though Carol was probably just doing me a favor by giving me a great suck, but maybe she was enjoying it too.
I asked her again to move up so I could fondle her, be she didn't move. She sped up like she decided she better get me to come quickly, but I was still on the capitals and doing all right. I said, "honey, please, let me give you something, let me suck you while you suck me. You know I can come quickly when we 69. Please, let me kiss you pussy lips."
There was no response other than an even quicker pace on my now throbbing cock. It's seven inches felt like they were stretched to the limit and my balls were getting tight, but I kept asking and trying to keep from coming.
Finally Carol slowed down and then stopped completely. I thought maybe that was it, I had screwed up the best suck of my life, my own mother in law, 50 years old and all. There was a rustling under the covers and I really thought I blew it.
Then I felt a hand on my cock again and she moved her mouth back to my dick. I hoped maybe she was stocking her pussy, but she wasn't doing anything but getting my dick back deep in her throat and giving me that humming thing again.
I wasn't sure what the previous delay had been, but then my mother in law moved one of her knees over my leg, then the other. She kept up a nice leisurely pace on my cock, often slowing and biting my shaft by pushing her lips tightly together, and then moved her knees together and then like a clock, she moved around my body to 3, then 4, then 5, and then she pushed her knee against my head and then over it.
