Mother-in-Law by Geek Writer
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Copyright 2004 by ME!!!DON'T COPY PLEASE!!!
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My wife Gwen was heavy with our baby when all of this happened.  She had been complaining of serious fatigue and had been really hesitant in the last several months to have sex of any kind.  I knew that was going to happen so I spent a lot of time in the bathroom with Playboy, jerking off to hot young blondes.

After a while it got old, the models all looked the same - blonde, perfect(fake) round breasts, and flawless skin.  It honestly began turning me off because it was so unreal that I would get frustrated and give up.

Gwen's mom called one night when Gwen was about 8 months along.

"Hey Martin, how's the bun cookin?"  Jennie was a really cool hippie chick from the sixties who was about the calmest and coolest down to earth person I knew.  She always found a way to make me feel at ease, and had talked me through a depression over my job a while back.  She was not only my mother in law, but she was my friend too.

"It's coming along.  The doc just put Gwen on bedrest, so it's going to be pretty busy here for a while."
"Hey, is she there?  Lemme talk to her"

I gave the phone over to my wife who talked in her perpetual half asleep tone.  "K mom, see ya" and handed it back to me.

"Hey Jen, what's up?"
"See you tomorrow Marty, I'm heading in a few weeks early."  Jen had planned on coming in and staying with us for a few weeks around the birth to help before, during, and after.

Jen showed up the next day with her dog and a carload of crap.  Never one to be caught without something, she had brought just about everything with her.  I wondered if Jeb, my father in law, had anything left in the house, and wondered out loud.

Jennie smacked me in the butt and told me to get busy.  Over about an hour, I unloaded and trucked all of her shit inside.  On my last trip in, I brought in her suitcases.  Tripping over everything already there, one of them sprang open.  My eyes bugged out when I saw it was full of teddy's and sheer nightgowns.  Quickly grabbing it all and cramming it back in, I spun around to make a hasty retreat.  

Jennie was standing in the door smiling.  "Found my sleeps, eh Marty?"

"Um, yeah.  Sorry, I think I put em all back in"
She chuckled.  "Don't worry, they are just pajamas"

I didn't say anything as I escaped out the door.

The next several days passed with me coming home from work, eating dinner, helping Jennie with Gwen, and watching a lot of TV.  Jennie would change into one of her things, with a silk nightgown to cover it and join me in front of the set.  One night, after sharing a bottle of wine at dinner, we were surfing through the channels and I started going through the movies.  As I worked through the pay per view channels and beyond, she told me to stop.

"What the hell was that, go back!" she said incredously.
I looked over and realized that her gown had parted slightly, exposing a nice long line of cleavage.  I tore my eyes away and went down channel by channel.  
"There!" she said loudly, slurring slightly.  I realized that she was even more buzzed than I was.

I looked at the screen and the info portion said "Beach Blanket Bimbo's".  I had watched it before and said that it sucked bigtime before I realized my mistake.  "You mean you actually watched that crap?"  I looked at her and she looked amused rather than pissed.

"Yeah, well,..."
"Marty, I know Gwen's been tired lately"
I snorted.
"Tired for a long time?"
"Try 8 months Jennie!" I said heatedly, looking her in the eye.
She looked at me and said, "Did watching that help?"
I shook my head no.  "Nah, they're all fake.  Doesn't do anything for me."  I poured myself another glass of wine and took a large gulp.  I began to smell her scent and it was nice; a mix of perfume and shampoo.

She leaned over and took the remote, turning off the TV.  The room was suddenly very dark, not dark enough to obscure vision, just enough to put things into shadow.  She leaned back and laid out on the couch, putting her head on the arm, and her legs in my lap.

"So what DOES do it for you Marty?"  she smiled and took a long pull of her own wine.
"Gwen does, of course" I answered quickly, ignoring the robe riding up her leg and her cleavage being exposed again.  This time she didn't do anything to cover herself.
"Aww come on Marty, thash no fun.  I'm not Mom tonight, I'm Jennie...What does it for you honey, tell Jennie..." she teased, slurring her words.  
"Okay, you wanna play?  You tell me first then!" I said challengingly.
She grinned, squirming around slightly to get more comfortable.  I couldn't ignore how her feet just 'happened' to rub back and forth across my lap several times.
"Okay..No games, straight stuff, right?" she asked.
I nodded.

"Well, I like a nice thick peepee" she started, causing me almost laugh wine out of my nose.
"Oh come on!  Call it a dick, or a cock, or a penis.  Peepee?  That's for 5 year olds!"
"No Martin, I can't.  I just can't say it."

"Come onnnnn" I egged her on, realizing that I was pretty drunk.  "Say it!  You like a nice thick dick!"
She flushed and grinned, throwing caution to the wind.  "Fine, I like a nice thick dick!  Lots of ropy veins and a big spongy head."  She squirmed around again, taking a long pull on her wine.  "I like it fast the first time, then let em squash it between my big soft tits (hee hee) to get hard and then nice and long and slow.  God Jeb is so damn small and comes in a split second too."  She sounded mighty disappointed in Jeb her husband.

Her grin came back as she challenged, "K, now you, and REAL stuff, not the lame 'placate mom in law' bullshit."

I finished my glass and put it on the table.  My inhibitions were gone and I just wanted to go beat off in peace so I figured I would shock her.

"Fine Jennie.  You really wanna know what does it for me?"
She nodded, giggling like a 12 yr old.
"It's a real woman who is confident in herself, who isn't fake and is round where she should be.  In other words, you Jennie."

"Oh Stop Marty, I thought you wanted to play." she pouted, poking me with her foot.  She gasped when she realized that she was hitting hard cock.

"Sorry" I said, getting up and heading to the bathroom.
"Stop right there" she said.  I turned around and she hadn't moved except to put the glass down on the table next to her.  She beckoned me with a finger, "Come here".

I walked over and stood over her, my arms crossed.
"Do you really think that about me, Martin?"  Her eyes weren't concerned, or upset.  It was something else.  Something else that told me to just nod and say nothing.

She kicked the bottom of her robe open, just showing her legs.  I could see the bottom of her teddy just barely covering her sex.  "You like looking at this" she said, her voice lower and sexier.  I nodded again, my cock pushing my sweatpants out in front of me.  She just stared at it as she pulled her robe open completely.  Her breasts were barely held in by her brown silky neglige, her tummy round, but not flabby.

"You like looking at this" she asked again.  Just looking at her tits made my mouth water.  My hand began to move towards the tent in my pants, dying for release.  I caught myself before I touched it, but she noticed.

"I'll show you mine if you show me your..your...your cock" she hesitated and then daringly said the word.

Our hands reached in unison, she exposing her creamy large breasts an inch at a time as I fished the large, angry, purple head out of my pants.  We both exhaled breathy sighs as we came fully into view.  

My mother in law was lying mostly naked on my couch, her gorgeous breasts exposed; I was standing over her with my sweats down and my cock out.  I saw her reach down between her legs, so I shoved my pants all the way down and started stroking my meat.

"Oh god" she said in a husky low voice, her hand moving in time with my own strokes, picking up speed.  I stared at her tits moving up and down as her hand stroked her pussy.  

"Cock, cock, cock" she repeated over and over, revelling in the sound of it.

"You like talking dirty don't you Jennie.  You like looking at my big fat cock, like watching me stroke my penis, don't you?  I love the way your tits move when you stroke your pussy.  Mmmmm" I moaned as I felt the itch in my balls start, telling me that for the first time in a long time I was going to come really hard and not force it.

I licked my lips and aimed my cock at her tits.

Her eyes widened as she said, "Shoot it...Shoot it at my Tits!  Yeah baby" she got more into it as her own orgasm started. "Yeah Marty, shoot your cum on my Big Fat Tits...You like em don't you, OH GOD!  YESSSSSSSSSSSSS" she hissed as her legs clamped shut and I began spraying hot lines of cum all over her bouncing, fleshy, globes.

"Oh My God, I keep coming!" she said loudly after a few seconds, her hand still a blur.  I stood there dumbfounded, my dick beginning to soften, but the sight of her sending herself into another orgasm was getting me hard again.  She climaxed again, her hand not slowing.

"Oh Martin, what's happening to me..."  Her free hand was playing with her nipples, smoothing my cum into her skin.

"Marty?  You okay down there?"  I could hear Gwen faintly upstairs in our room.  I grabbed my sweats and pulled them up and went out into the hall.  I went up the stairs two at a time to make sure she was okay.  Normally it took a bomb dropping to wake up Gwen lately, but I realized that as drunk as we were, we might have been making way too much noise.

She was groggy, but partially awake. "What was that noise?"
"Sorry babe, just watching a movie."
"Oh.  Go to sleep sweetie, it's late." she mumbled, half asleep.  
"Too awake, think I am going to go for a walk."
"Take Mom, she's a freakin vampire, I doubt she's asleep" and drifted off to lala land.

I waited a minute or two, and went back down.  I could see Jennie looking over the back of the sofa.  I shook my head and smiled.  "She's cool, she's asleep again."

She whispered, "Come here" over the top of the couch and laid back down.  I went to the back of the couch and looked at her.  "Martin, you have to fuck me...Oh god, I am on fire!"

I smiled.  "Get dressed, we're going for a walk in the woods."

Her eyes went wide and she was off the couch and up the stairs like a shot.  
"I wanna get loud and I think she does too.  I'll take her to the sunset house..." I thought to myself.


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