I had been married for about a year, family life was fun and romantic, passionate and not boring. My wife is 11 years younger than me. I am an artist, I work at home, and our unleashed erotic fantasies breathed the clean air of freedom and blossomed with a riotous fragrant color. There was an atmosphere of friendly warmth and mutual understanding in our house, there were always many guests. I brought my wife Irina from a neighboring city, her two sisters and mother often came to visit us. The sisters were very young, enthusiastic merrymakers. My mother-in-law Valentina Alekseyevna is a fairly young woman, graceful and easy, until recently she was engaged in ballroom dancing. My relationship with her was smooth and delicate.
The day before that I was finishing an urgent order, worked at night and did not get enough sleep. I decided to take a rest during the day and went to bed in one of the two rooms of our not very large apartment. Ira, together with her mother-in-law and sisters, was conjuring something festive in the kitchen. Having rested a little in a soft and warm bed, but still in a sweet slumber, I heard familiar footsteps. Gentle hands woke me up gently and unhurriedly, skillfully caressing my shoulders and chest with trembling movements. My personal barometer quickly went up, I took these gentle caressing hands and directed them down to where the blanket was sticking out. My eyes were closed, the hot palms of the unexpected guest merged with my burning flesh… I raised my head to kiss my Irina, opened my eyes and saw… Valentina Alekseevna. She looked at me hotly, her eyes were shining, there was a blush on her cheeks.
She froze, and suddenly I was overwhelmed by such a wave of desire for sex with my mother-in-law that it takes away common sense far and for a long time. I kissed her on the lips, she responded sincerely and passionately. I took her by the shoulders and gently and tenderly pushed her head to where her hand was already. She understood without words. What a hot mouth I felt with the entire depth of my penis! Two palms gently helped in this passionate, sucking-licking kiss. The fear that we would be seen and passion intertwined, kindled, and it was incredibly, indescribably wonderful! She stood bent over, with her back to my face. I stroked her bottom and enjoyed this sucking whirlpool. From the kitchen I heard some noise, and at the same time I saw how Valentina Alekseevna’s legs were shaking. I reached my lips to the wet silk flower, but she was wearing tights and lacy panties. I wanted to pull them down from her bottom, but I could no longer control myself and tore them with a passionate movement. I bit into her rose with my lips and tongue impatiently and madly, barely managing to throw her legs over my shoulders. Now we were lying jack-in-hand, and I was shaking all over. If my penis were a flute, my mother-in-law would be the first flutist. She felt, she knew how to play, and her whole body sang nervously and convulsively!
I don’t remember how long it lasted, but in an indescribable delight, clutching my mother-in-law by the hair, I came on the very base of her wonderful tongue. At the same time, her whole body shuddered, she came, flooding me with stormy streams of her orgasm. I almost choke, with a full mouth and a wet face, a new wave of the strongest excitement shakes me. I have never met such a wet and such a creamy woman. My sweet guest quickly got off me and, trying to hide the excitement in her blood, went to another room to clean and vacuum. I flew into the bathroom and, turning on the water (I don’t remember which one), trembling all over, it took a long time to come to my senses. No one noticed anything about sex with my mother-in-law, but I was at the height of bliss! I enjoyed it for a long time, I breathed in her orgasm, it was unsurpassed, charming and unforgettable! It was the first cool night with my wife. I said that I was probably sick, that I was fed up with the guests, and generally talked all sorts of nonsense. I hardly slept the rest of the night, waiting for sex with my mother-in-law when she woke up in the other room. Waiting for sex with my mother-in-law when she went to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone. My dear beloved mother-in-law! – she is only six years older than me! Valentina Alekseyevna got up at about six in the morning. Carefully, so as not to wake my wife, I got out of bed. My mother-in-law was in the bathroom. I wanted sex with my mother-in-law even more and was afraid that she would push me away.
But she felt my every thought, my every gesture. Smiling, she took off my T-shirt, turned on the water full blast, and to the sound of falling streams I lifted her into my arms – thin and graceful. She wrapped her legs around me and intertwined her arms around my neck. Valentina Alekseyevna quickly found my enlarged member with her sweet wet berry and began to rise and fall on it. I held her like a crystal treasure, afraid to inadvertently damage her. She moved slowly, then quickly, changing the rhythm: she would jump with madly burning eyes, then spin on it like a witch on a fire, then freeze quietly… When my member was ready to shoot into her, she came to orgasm and moaned so loudly that I had to cover her wet mouth with my lips so that no one would wake up from her scream. She moaned, scratched and tore my back with her nails… I only pressed myself closer to her, feeling her pulsating wet bottom, every fold in her, every bump. We lost the sense of time, we could no longer hold back our moans and only hugged each other like two boa constrictors on a palm tree. Continuing her ride, she herself changed her position. With a quiet, restrained moan, she planted her small, tight ass on my wet cock. The tight ring vibrated and trembled, contracting and unclenching. Kissing her sticking out sharp tongue and no longer able to hold back, I came, planting her to the full depth of my inspiration! She flowed at once! I, pressing her tightly to myself, whispered tender words into her ears and lips, and I was carried away, and I fell in love irrevocably! Returning to my wife’s bedroom, I fell asleep sweetly, like a happy child, hiding my tormented back. When I woke up, I learned that Valentina Alekseyevna, citing some urgent matters, had left. After some time, I opened the folder for drawings, which I do not allow anyone to look into.
I found there torn light thin tights with an unforgettable smell of orgasm and sex with my mother-in-law! Thank you, my dear and beloved mother-in-law!