Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2008 00:57:02 EDT
From: DePeriF@aol.com
Subject: "Bringing Excitement To The In-laws"

		    Bringing Excitement To The In-laws

This is a total work of fiction.

My name is Frank, and in 1972, I was 33 years old, and My wife Mary was 30.
We lived in south Texas, near San Antonio at the time, but we often visited
Mary's parents, Ernest and Lena.  They were both 58 or 59 then. Ernest was
an encyclopedia salesman, and Lena was a registered nurse. The visit in
this story was a Christmas visit that year.

Ernest was 5'10", about 170 lbs, with graying slightly thinning hair, blue
eyes, very fair complexion, and he wore eyeglasses. My wife, Mary, was
5'4", 105 lbs., dirty blonde shoulder-length hair, very slender with thin
sexy legs and thighs along with slightly boney knees (model like) and small
but lovely breasts, a fair complexion and light blue eyes, and she wore
studious looking eyeglasses. She was very attractive and youthful
looking...  like a beautiful teen or even pre-teen. She'd sometimes been
mistaken by a student of mine for for being my daughter! As for myself, I
was 5'4", 138 lbs, dark brown to black hair, brown eyes, a bit stocky
built, with a medium complexion, and I also wore eyeglasses.  Lena was
about 5'2" tall, quite heavy at about 160 lbs, graying medium length hair,
blue eyes, and fair complexion, and she only wore reading eyeglasses.

Ernest and Lena did not get along well at all. They were always cross with
each other, and i'd have bet that they hadn't had sexual relations in
years. Their marriage was just one of habit and financial convenience, and
they couldn't even be considered friends to each other.  As a matter of
fact, Lena and myself had had some differences, and one could say that we
didn't get along well with each other either.  Mary and I had been married
4 years, and by design we had no children at that point in our marriage.
Sex was very good, and my wife used a diaphram for birth control, which had
thus far been effective.  Both my wife and I performed oral sex on each
other to climax. She swallowed my ejaculate every time, and when she
climaxed to my mouth work I always enjoyed sipping her wonderful wet
secretions...her tasty juices, which were ample. Of course I always enjoyed
cumming inside her while her lovely slender legs either were wrapped
tightly around me to hold me close as I came, or over my shoulders while I
licked and kissed her knees while I filled her vagina with my seed...
looking into her wide longing eyes with each spurt of semen. Unfortunately,
Mary had only cum once or twice with my cock inside her. It had been during
our honeymoon. Since that time the only way I could bring her off was by
sucking and licking her pussy, or by skillfully using my fingers to work
her thoroughly.

I knew that Lena and Ernest were horny. I knew this to be true from the
questions and comments they both voiced to Mary and myself about sex and
lovemaking....jokingly, but not so much so. I felt that they were asking to
give themselves an erotic boost and maybe later go off and get themselves
off while thinking about the answers. The knowledge that they were horny
and unsatisfied sexually, and not apt to become satisfied due to their
animousity toward one another got me thinking about some erotic
possibilities.  I wondered if I could find satisfaction for some long-held
deep seated secret desires of my own...desires of which even my wife was
unaware.  I wanted to have sex with both Ernest and Lena.......separately,
and/or together. What's more, the thought of my wife Mary joining us was
also an exciting part of my hopes for all of us.

I had never had sexual relations of any kind with an adult male. As a kid
i'd fooled around with a friend when he was 13 or 14, and I was 15. I'd
masturbated him on two consecutive nights while watching t.v. on his
couch. He'd cum both times into a kleenex, and though he'd wanted to go
further and have mutual oral sex, I declined.  It was too "homo" for me
back then. He masturbated me to climax once and was totally taken aback by
my cock size and the amount of my semen....several times his volume and at
least twice his cock thickness and 1/2 again his cock length.

I was really attracted to my father-in-law. His slender boney legs with the
blemishes of age, and the rough masculine fair skin. I wondered what it
would be like to caress his legs....kiss and lick them all the way up to
his crotch....ohhhhh, it so turned me on to think about it! I wondered
about holding his penis and pleasuring him with strokes and then by putting
it into my wet mouth. God, the thought was so exciting to me! I needed him,
wanted him, wanted to drink him...his seed, even though it was something
i'd never done or been schooled about. It seemed a natural need for me to
satisfy. I wanted the most intimate bond a man could have with another
man...to have that man sexually climax and give up his semen to be
swallowed by a loving recipient. I would certainly fall deeply in love with
my father-in-law when he ejaculated in my mouth and let me enjoy his
semen...swallow it....have him become a part of me forever. What intimacy,
what oneness, what love! I knew he would love me for it as well.  How could
we not help falling in love with each other from such intimacy? What would
we be saying to each other during foreplay, before, while, and after our
love making?  All of these thoughts so excited me and made me so hard and
wet!

As for Lena, she was old enough to be my mother, although my mother was 13
years her senior. I knew I had an incestuous yearning for her. I looked at
her legs, which were not as heavy as the rest of her body, and I felt a
strong urge to touch, kiss, caress, and make her wrap them around my
waist...even raise them up to my shoulders as I mounted her for a "mommy"
fuck. I knew that if I ever got inside her pussy, I would be totally out of
control with lust for this "mommy,".....my wifes mommy, and I would be
fucking her with the gusto of a mad man....a man needing to seed her, breed
her. I'd make my mother-in-law mine forever. Her matronly looks wouldn't
matter...as a matter of fact, they would heighten the eroticism. The
thought of being inside a woman old enough to be my mother and having her
receive my semen from the exquiste intimate pleasure she would give me was
overwhelming. I would certainly be in love with her from receiving the gift
of her mature body....  blemished though it be, and so full of character,
experience, flowing with motherly love for a man young enough to be her son
who would be ejaculating from the physical joys her body was giving him. I
wanted so much to be inside her pussy and cum. I wanted her to love me for
it, as I would love her.

And what of my wife's part in all of this? I held a very dark
unconventional desire here. I wanted very badly to share her with her
father. I so longed for Mary to become one with Ernest just as I had become
one with her in our sexual union. Even more, I was going to become one with
Ernest when I sucked him off, and Mary was going to be connected with both
he an I in as intimate a bond as three people could be.  The thoughts of
Ernest seeding his daughter, my lovely wife, was so erotic. I wanted him to
cum inside her, and for her to cum when he did it...  which was something
she had only done with me once or twice!  I knew that when Ernest mounted
her she would not long be able to resist loving him in that new and so very
special way. Oh, there would be reluctance at firs, of that I was sure, but
soon after her daddy penetrated his little girl she would wrap her lovely
skinny legs around him and buck her hips upward to meet his downward
thrusts, and then she would hear his bellowing as he inseminated her in the
most tender and deeply loving way a father could with his lovely
daughter. Mary would surely cum then...  I just knew it.

Ernest was a woodworker who made extremely high quality furniture, and he
often worked well into the night. It was on one of those nights that I
visited him as he worked. It was just after 11pm, and as was often the
case, he was wearing his short pajamas and slippers, with a pajama top. I
was mesmerized by his legs, as always. As he worked I kept staring at them
and so wanted to touch them. I stood closer and closer by him while he
sanded a piece of wood, and soon the right side of my body kept touching,
bumping and rubbing his left side. He must have noticed, but he said
nothing. It was then that I noticed what made my heart jump in my chest. He
was tenting in his pj's.  Wow! It was fairly long, and I could just barely
make out a wet spot! I wanted so much to reach over and touch the pole in
his pants. Surely it had to be because of me that he was aroused.  What
other reason could there be?

Armed with the confidence of that thought I made my move. I reached over
and held the end of his pole. Ernest jumped, put down the wood and
sandpaper, looked down at me from his 6" height advantage, and then he
smiled.  I said "Ernest, you're one of the most attractive men i've ever
known." He then said, "I thought there was a thing you had about me. Just
wasn't sure, and i'm not sure of what it is I have about you, either. Have
you had experiences with men? I never have. I just don't know if I should
now so late in life."  I said "no, Ernest.  i've never done anything with a
man...an adult. I just played around a bit with my kid friends when I was
an early teen, that's all. He then said "well i've never even done that
with other guys, so this is completely new to me."

I was so sexually aroused! My cock was hard and dripping with precum.
Ernest's pole tenting through his pj's had an increasingly growing wet
spot. Then I could no longer resist. I tugged at his cock through the cloth
of his pj shorts and pulled him towards me. I next unsnapped the fly. I was
immediately rewarded by the release of a beautiful cut 7" penis...medium
thickness, very pale complexion with redness underneathe the palor, and
lovely veins showing throughout. I began to fondle, caress and occasionally
stroke it. Ernest sighed and closed his eyes.  I then knelt before him and
began to lick his cock's head...tasting his preseminal fluid. He is such a
sweet and wonderful man, I thought. I think I love him. Then I took his
cock into my mouth. It seemed so natural a thing to do! I used my tongue,
lips and even my teeth, though ever so gently. He was totally taken with
pleasure and lust as I worked his manhood. I also stroked his beautiful
masculine slender legs. I kissed them while briefly removing my mouth from
his penis, but then I returned to the prize I was seeking....my
father-in-law's climax and gift of his semen. It wasn't long before my
reward arrived. Ernest's cock got harder, wetter, and it's head began to
swell.  He began to buck his hips and face fuck me faster and faster. He
started trembling, too. Then it happened. He next grabbed my hair and ears
with his hands and let out a cry of lust and pleasure...."Ohhhh, my God, my
God, Frank.  What are you doing to me?  Ahhhhhhhhrrrrrggggghhhhhhh,
aaarrrrggggghhhhhh, oooohhhhhhh." His skin got rough with goosebumps, he
stiffened his torso, and he began spurting semen inside my mouth...one,
two, three, four...and finally five spurts. It was warm, almost hot, and
sticky with his cock spasming hard with each release of seed.  I loved it!
I loved him! And he love me saying....."Oh Frank, Frank, I love you son,
love you." I drank my wife's father's sperm like it was the nourishment
from the body of a god. I felt completely with him as one. We were totally
bonded in the most intimate and sacred way two men can connect. His semen
was fairly thick, medium white in color which I saw in the post climax
dribble that I promptly licked up. I so now wanted to share him with Mary,
my wife...his daughter, but first I needed to "know" his wife...my
mother-in-law in an equally intimate and sacred way.  Ernest and I
embraced, gently kissed on the lips, and said goodnight.

The next day Mary and her dad were going out to visit some of their mutual
friends for several hours at mid-morning.  It was a weekday, but Lena was
off work that day. Her shift was a weekend one. Lena had worked until
midnight the previous day, so she'd just awakened as Mary and her dad were
leaving. She was still in her bed clothes, which was a nighty underneath a
robe she wore while out of bed. She wore slippers as well. Her hair was
somewhat messy as one would expect upon rising in the morning, and she'd
just finished with her bathroom chores of brushing her teeth, combing her
hair, and using the bathroom. She'd not yet showered, but she smelled of
deoderant or a cologne of some sort. She was always physically a very clean
woman.

She came out of the bedroom and asked "Why didn't you go with Mary and
Ernest?"  Upon her asking that question I was suddenly struck with just the
right entrance for getting into her pants. She'd come to sit next to me on
a couch in the living room. I said "I didn't go with them because I want to
spend some time with you Lena...alone." Her eyes widened, she looked me in
the eye, and then she smiled, laughed and went on to say "what a thing to
say to your old mother-in-law. Do you mean that?"  I smiled at her and made
eye contact, reached out for her hand, held it and said "yes, I really do,
Lena." She didn't let go of my hand, and she began to fondle it and caress
it. I responded and moved closer to her on the couch. I looked into her
eyes and then I kissed her on the lips...gently, and then on the cheek, the
neck, and then we embraced and she began to kiss me back...deep French
kisses, very wet, and I got aroused and ready to have her right then.

I got up and took her hand leading her to her bedroom where she slept
alone. Ernest slept in another bedroom, and had been doing that for
years. She stood by the bed and removed her robe leaving her wearing a
nighty.  I began to strip.  She watched me intently as I did. I think she
was aroused by my youth and physical shape. she sat on the bed and then
swung her legs onto it. I got onto the bed and we began to kiss, touch,
caress all over. I reached under her nighty and stroked her heavy
thighs. She opened her legs wide, and I caressed her from her crotch down
to her feet. I then began to kiss her feet, legs, knees, and her
thighs...wet kisses. I pressed my face to her pubic hair and took in her
excited aroma. I next lifted her nighty over her head to get her naked. Her
breasts were large, soft, and she was fat around her middle, but she was a
woman, a motherly old one, and I needed to cum inside just such a lady to
enjoy what fucking a mother....maybe even my mother, would have been
like. She was wet and ready, and she laid back and splayed out her legs. I
took it as the invitation to mount her, and mount her I did. I slid my cock
inside her wet vagina without a pause. It was hot, wet, and fairly snug. I
was falling in love with my "mother" in such a special and intimate way
now. I began to thrust in and out of her. We were passionately involved in
the kissing, licking, saliva exchange....all of it. She got very
physical...pulling my hair, digging her fingers into my back, and even
biting and sucking my neck.

I loved it! I loved her now, too. "Oh, Lena, Lena," I cried as I buried my
mouth into her neck. I licked and kissed her large nipples, sucked on them,
gave hickies to her shoulders. I was on fire, and so was she. Then it
started to happen. "I'm going to cum in you, mommy," I said. She groaned
and sighed "Yes, Frank, my boy. Do it. Do it. Make a baby in mommy. Make
mommy happy."  That did it. I began to cum. "Oh, God, Lena, my Lena. You're
making me do it. I love you, honey. Ooooohhhhhhh, aaaarrrrggggghhhh,
aaaahhhhhhhh." My cock swelled, I tensed up, trembled, and began to
ejaculate...spurting again and again...5 times. It was among the best
orgasms I ever had. Just as I started she also began to tense, tremble,
tighten up and wrap her arms and legs around me in a strangle-hold. She
just uttered a low gutteral growl and was cumming over and over again. Her
eyes at first were wide open, but then they rolled back into her
head. After about 1 minute of continuous spasms from her pussy she became
limp as a rag doll. I owned her for my own completely now. I felt such a
love and tenderness for this elderly needy lady, and I was so happy for her
wonderful pleasure and for what she'd just given me.  I'd become one with
both of my Wife's parents. I now wanted....  no I needed... to have my wife
become one with her father while I helped them and furthered my intimate
knowledge of my father-in law.

I approached Ernest the next day with my proposal. I just asked him if he'd
ever thought of being intimate with his eldest daughter, Mary, my wife. He
seemed surprised and maybe a bit stunned by my directness. But after a
minute or two he seemed to accept the totality of what I was
suggesting....the erotic wonder of it all. Sex with Mary was and had been
on his mind for possibly a number of years. After all, she was the most
erotic and beautuful of his four daughters.  The plan I then layed out to
Ernest was that the next evening I would start to make love to Mary, get
her to that excited point-of-no-return state, and then have him appear in
the bedroom at our bedside to join...actually to take my place.  I
anticipated, I told him, that she might at first balk or hesitate, but that
with my encouragement, and his being insistant and maybe somewhat forceful,
if need be, she could be made to submit and give us both anything we wanted
from her. Also I told him that I wanted to pleasure him as well again. To
all of this he agreed! I was so thrilled with the prospect of our
three-way....a dream come true.

The next night at about 11 pm it all began. Mary was in bed with her
negligee...a very loose short flimsy nighty, and I was nude and erect
beyond belief. I began the foreplay and she was excited, wet, eager as we
kissed, touched, did all the intimate things prior to my penetrating her
and our finishing climaxes. Her nighty was still on her, and I was licking
her genitals and probing her vagina with my tongue. Mary was close to
cumming, and then, on a sort of cue, which was when her father thought she
was nearing a climax which he could see from the partially open bedroom
door, he appeared at our bedside. At that time I felt Mary's legs go rigid,
and then close tightly around my head and neck as she began to sit up in
bed. "Daddy, God, what are you doing here?" she asked of her dad. "Frank,
Frank, daddy's in our bedroom! I think he's been watching us. Oh God, oh
God." I then started to calm her..."It's all right, honey. I told him he
could watch and even come in to be with us."  She was stunned..."To join
us?" she asked.  I said "Yes, that too. It would be great, don't you think?
Your dad is lonely, and needs comfort and sexual release. We'd be doing him
such a favor...so much good."  She excitedly replied, "But it would be
incest!" I told her that it would not be the same with me as a party to
it. It was nonsense, but I had nothing else I could say, and by then i'd
resolved that we would force her to comply if we had to...both rape
her...gently, tenderly, and with love if necessary.

I then began to fondle her breasts, legs, kiss her neck, mouth, embrace her
and crawl between her legs to mount her while she thrashed about pushing me
away saying...."No, no, it's not right, noooooo," but her protests went
unheeded by me, and her father sat on the edge of the bed waiting for his
opportunity...my cue, for him to take my place whenever I thought he could
and should. While Mary was struggling to avoid my intimate gestures of
love, I slid my wet penis along her slit and gave a gentle push. I easily
went into my beautiful wife's vagina. She was already wet from our
foreplay, so I was at home as usual. Ohhhh, she was so wonderful to fuck,
and unusually tight from the fear of sex with her father, and the resis-
tance she was putting up against me as she squirmed, wriggled, and kicked
about. Then after a few strokes, and after Mary had seemingly given up her
struggling with me, I gave Ernest the go-ahead, reluctantly withdrew my
cock from my wife, and got up from my mount. Before Mary realized what was
happening, her daddy had taken my place. Her eyes got so wide! She suddenly
knew that her own father was about to have sexual intercourse with her. She
started to push him off, wriggle, kick her legs and feet, but it was to no
avail. Her daddy was now kissing her neck, face, shoulders, and then her
open mouth....  probing it with his tongue. She was protesting with vocal
utterances that could not be understood with her mouth covered by her
father's, but it was obvious she was not for the moment happy. Ernest's
hard wet cock was sliding around her slit but not able to get proper aim to
go in, so I took it in my hand and guided his penis inside my lovely
protesting wife.

Ernest gave a gentle push and slid in quickly and easily. Mary's eyes
opened wide with surprise and dread. She was being bred by her daddy
now. Ernest began to thrust in and out of her. He was also kissing her
breasts which had become exposed when her nighty was pulled up toward her
neck during the struggle. He licked, sucked, kissed her everywhere he could
while he was thrusting in and out of her. Her lovely slender legs, and
thighs, boney model-like knees, and her slender arms and hands were now
relaxing more as her daddy got more into making love to his little
girl. Then she began to submit. Mary lifted are arms and embraced her
daddy's neck and shoulders. Her legs then wrapped around his waist and her
feet began to slide around on his lower back...caressing him. "Ohhh, Mary,
Mary," he was moaning in her ear as he kissed and licked it. Her eyes were
now closed, and she was holding tightly to her father...now returning his
love. She was even giving him little kisses on his neck and cheeks from
time to time. She was being won! Then I heard what i'd been waiting to
hear. "Ohhh, daddy, we shouldn't be doing this. Why is this happening? I
shouldn't let you. No...I shouldn't." But she was letting him. He was
thrusting and loving every inch of her vagina, and she was visibly in
rapture of being fucked by her own father as she moved her hips and torso
upward to meet his downward thrusts.

I reached down between Ernest's legs from behind and began to massage his
testicles. They were so large and hard. I gently played with them, then
knelt behind him, bent down began licking them. He gave out a loud moan and
cry of "Ohhhh, ohhhhh, Mary, you're wonderful, my little girl." Then it
started to happen. I felt his balls pull up inside his sweaty body, and
start to twitch. Mary began to cry out incoherently as Ernest began to
ejaculate. Mary yelled out "Daddy, oh, daddy, I love you, love you" While
her arms and legs tightly wound around her father's body and melted into
him during her long powerful orgasm.  Ernest then grunted while whispering
"I love you too, little girl," and then he began to spurt his seed inside
his lovely daughter, my wife. "Aaaahhhhh, aaarrrggghhhh, ooohhhhhhhh, my
God, you're so beautiful, Mary, i'm cummmmiiiinnnnnnggggg."  And he
certainly did. They were one, now. Mary was not using any birth control
this night. Usually she used a diaphram, but in my excitement and haste to
start the proceedings i'd not reminded her when she'd forgotten. She was
now being exposed to her daddy's sperm! What intimacy and total sacredness
of this act of love between father and daughter that i'd brought about.
The prospect of her becoming pregnant by her father, and with my help, made
it all the more exciting to me.

When Mary and her dad finally separated I asked to do the honors and was
granted permission to clean up my two lovers. I first took my
father-in-laws penis into my mouth and thoroughly sucked, licked and
swabbed him with my tongue. Marys vaginal juices, her smell, and her taste
were so strongly evident all over her fathers genitals.  He'd really taken
her completely and deeply.  Next I knelt between my sexy spent wife's
lovely body and her skinny legs and I sucked her daddy's semen completely
from her.  I also licked her pubic area completely dry. I then hugged and
kissed my wife and thanked her for finally cooperating. I asked Mary if I
could finish inside her.  I'd not yet cum. She said "Oh yes," so I quickly
mounted her and nestled between her lovely thighs while I thrust to a quick
climax in about 6-10 thrusts.  I came prolifically and with force. I was
spent in just a few minutes. I then just lay in embrace with my wife. I
loved her now more than ever, and I loved both of them so much. Ernest lay
spent beside us with a look of love and peace on his face. There was just
one more experience for me to engineer. I needed to bring Ernest and Lena
intimately together for a first in a long time coupling, and I wanted to
enjoy both of their bodies.....  to have a loving threesome with my
in-laws.

Now I had sexually known and enjoyed all three of the people I was living
with during this Christmas visit, but I so wanted my in-laws to have sex
with each other again. What's more, I wanted to join them and watch Ernest
cum in his wife, and watch her receive his semen just as she'd received
mine a couple of days earlier. I had to arrange a way in which that could
take place. I decided to tell Ernest about my sexual encounter with
Lena. "Ernest," I said, "Lena and I made love the other day while you and
Mary were out visiting. Lena is quite a lover. I really enjoyed her. I made
her cum, and she made me cum, too. We had a climax simultaneously, Ernest.
For a few moments he sat surprised, even stunned at my pronouncement, but
then he said "I'm not surprised. We haven't had sex for a long time now,
and she's always been horny when we were doing it.  I'm sure she gave you a
good time, and you gave it to her good too." I said "yes, Ernest, I think
we both did each other good.  But you know what?  I think that Lena is
ready for you to bang her again whenever you want her. She just needs a
little prodding.  What if we work it like we did with you and Mary
yesterday? I know I could get your wife into bed and then inside her pants
again. You could just join us like you did with Mary. Take her even if she
fights you...rape her if you have to. I'll help you.  She'll be wet and
ready from my starting her up. All you'll have to to is mount her and take
my place...your rightful place in her pussy. "Ernest listened, intensly,
excitedly, and eagerly to my proposal. He then said "Ok, Frank. I'll go
along with it just like you want.

The next night, at 10 pm, it all began. Lena was in bed in her nighty...the
usual long course garment. I stripped and I was nude and erect beyond
belief. I began the foreplay and she was excited, wet, eager as we kissed,
touched, did all the intimate things prior to my penetrating her and
finishing our climaxes. Her nighty was still on her, and I was licking her
old cunt and probing her vagina with my tongue. Lena was close to cumming
and kept asking me to put it inside her, and then, on a sort of cue, which
was when Ernest thought I was about to put it inside her pussy which he
could see from the partially open bedroom door, he appeared at our
bedside. At that time I felt Lena's legs get straight and rigid, and then
close tightly together as she began to sit up in bed. "Ernest, my God, what
are you doing here?" she asked of her husband. "Frank, my no good husband
is in my bedroom with us! I think he's been watching us. My God." I then
calmed her..."It's all right, Lena. I told him he could watch and even come
in to be with us."  She was stunned..."To join us?" she asked. I said "Yes,
especially to join us. It would be great, don't you think? He's your
husband. He's lonely, and needs your comfort and sexual release. We'd be
doing him such a favor...so much good. You used to have sex with each other
all the time, didn't you. She excitedly replied, "but I can't stand him any
more!" I told her that it would not be the same with me there to share
her. I also told her that i'd had sex with him myself a few days
earlier. "I gave Ernest a blow-job, Lena," I told her. She looked at me in
disbelief, but then a look of excitement took over her face.  It was
nonsense to argue like I was doing, but I had nothing else I could say
here, and by then i'd resolved that we would force her to comply if we had
to...both rape her....and fucking her without her consent....taking turns
with her would be even more exciting.

I then began to fondle her breasts, legs, kiss her neck, mouth, embrace her
and crawl between her legs to mount her while she thrashed about pushing me
away saying...."No, no, it's crazy, noooooo," but her protests were ignored
by me, and her husband sat on the edge of the bed waiting for his
opportunity...my cue, for him to take my place whenever I thought he could
and should. While Lena was struggling to avoid my intimate gestures of
love, I slid my wet penis along her slit and gave a gentle push. I easily
went into this elderly lady's vagina. She was already wet from our
foreplay, so I was at home in comfort. Ohhhh, my "mommy" was so wonderful
to fuck, and unusually tight from the disdain of having sex with her
husband, and the resistance she was putting up against me as she squirmed,
wriggled, and kicked about. Then after a few strokes, and after Lena had
seemingly tired of struggling with me, I gave Ernest the go-ahead,
reluctantly withdrew my cock from his wife, and got up from my
mount. Before Lena realized what was happening, her husband had taken his
rightful place.  Her eyes got so narrow in anger! She suddenly knew that
her disdained husband was about to have sexual intercourse with her after
so many years of avoiding it with him. She then started to push him off,
wriggle, kick her legs and feet, but it was to no avail. Her old husband
was now kissing her neck, face, shoulders, and then her open mouth....wetly
probing it with his tongue. She was protesting with vocal utterances that
could not be understood with her mouth covered up by her old husband's
lips, but it was obvious she was not at all happy. Ernest's hard wet cock
was sliding around her old slit but not able to get proper aim to go in, so
I took it in my hand and lovingly guided his penis inside his angrily
protesting wife.

Ernest gave a gentle push and slid in quickly and easily. Lena's eyes
opened wide with surprise and loathing. She was now being had by her
unloved husband. Ernest began to thrust in and out of her. He was also
kissing her breasts which had become exposed when her nighty was pulled up
toward her neck during the struggle. He licked, sucked, kissed her
everywhere he could on her body so familiar to him, as he was thrusting in
and out of her. Her heavy legs and thighs, mature thick knees, and her
thick arms and hands were now relaxing more as her husband got more into
making love to his old wife of many years. Then she began to submit. Lena
reluctantly lifted are arms and embraced her husband's neck and
shoulders. Her legs then wrapped around his waist and her feet began to
slide and bump around on his lower back...caressing him. "Ohhh, Lena, my
Lena," he was moaning in her ear as he kissed and licked it. Her eyes were
now closed, and she was holding tightly to her husband...now returning his
passion. She was even giving him little kisses on his neck and cheeks from
time to time. She was being won! Then I heard what i'd been hoping to
hear. "Ohhh, Ernest, we shouldn't be doing this. Why is this happening? I
shouldn't let you. No...I shouldn't." But she was letting her husband have
her again after so many years of denying him her body.. He was thrusting
and loving every inch of her old familiar vagina, and she was visibly in
rapture of reluctantly being fucked by her husband again as she moved her
hips and torso upward to meet his downward thrusts.

I reached down between Ernest's legs from behind and began to massage his
testicles. They were so large and hard. I gently played with them, then
knelt behind him, bent down began licking them. He gave out a loud moan and
cry of "Ohhhh, ohhhhh, Lena, you're wonderful, my wife." Then it started to
happen. I felt his balls pull up inside his sweaty body, and start to
twitch.  Lena began crying out incoherently as Ernest began to ejaculate.
She yelled out "Ernest, you son of a bitch, Ernest, I love you, love
you. You're making me love you again." While her arms and legs tightly
wound around her his body and melted into him during her long powerful
orgasm....an orgasm even more powerful than I had given her two days
earlier. Ernest then grunted while whispering "I love you too, Lena," and
then he began to spurt his seed inside his wife of so many years of
experience. "Aaaahhhhh, aaarrrggghhhh, ooohhhhhhhh, my God, you're so
beautiful, Lena, I still love you. I'm cummmmiiiinnnnnnggggg."  And he
certainly did with more force and passion than he could remember. Only the
orgasm two days the day earlier with his daughter had been better....but
that was not a fair comparison to make, for that had been a special
exquisite love with his little girl, and it could never be bettered.

As for myself, and for my wife, we left our hosts with a new knowledge of
them, and we loved them even more than ever. The next visit my wife felt
that maybe a foursome might be in store. She'd always wanted to get much
closer to her mother, and she now had some ideas about how to make it
so...with daddy's and my help, of course.

Frank

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