Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 3

... over, and fucked her from behind this time, and she seemed to find this a novel method and began experimenting by raising her buttocks, and then decided to pull her knees up and maybe she now thought of dogs, and she got up into that position. Now this was heavenly for me, because I had hands free to go under her torso for her tits, while she worked out that she could aid the penetration of my cock by pushing back against me, and by this, she could set a rhythm as she wanted. I was fine with this, and worked on her breasts and their nipples, while leaning down to kiss her back and shoulders, reaching to her neck and even her ears, and she purred now rather than growled as earlier, and all was right in our own little world, and my bed. She groaned and pushed harder back, and I reciprocated, hitting inside her hard, and I pulled her mounds up to squash them and squeezed her nipples between my fingers; and my cock pulsed and throbbed within her. Then her phone rang on the side table. She ignored it; it stopped and promptly started again. “Hell” she cursed; “May, what`s up; I`m in bed…well, I`m awake now because you phoned…” and I shoved in hard, and leaned my mouth down to the side of her neck and bit her lightly. She groaned “what May…” and I pulled right back and slammed in; she squeaked “…maybe dreaming May…oh god, oh…” because I was now going very fast back and forth in her cunt, hitting her vagina`s end and knocking at her cervix`s door. She began an orgasm, but still ...

... clutching the phone she was grunting and unintelligible and I smiled at what May would probably understand what was happening with her sister right now. If she didn`t understand, the relief housekeeper would know in the morning when she found the sheet all wet with spunk and Ming`s juices, as she was now gushing them out, and my cock slid silkily in and out with almost no effort except my buttock and thigh muscles against her stiffened buttocks pushed back at me. “Yes, fuck it May, I`m creaming ok…happy now…oh fuck son, give me a rest…May, go away…I don`t care: he`s my son tonight…and twice might not be enough…get well, sister….no, I won`t phone you if he cums in me!” and she tiredly pushed buttons and dropped it on the floor, as she collapsed down into the wetness on the bed. I was extraordinarily aroused from knowing Mae May knew what we were doing: if she was a voyeur, then I was a devoted fan of voyeurism if I was involved! My cock surged within Ming, and I couldn`t let her rest – not just yet. I rolled her over again, let her settle on her back, moved between her legs, and lifted them up and over my shoulders as I steered my cock back to her cunt`s opening. She whined “son, you`ve worn me out” but I soothed her and said “you don`t have to do anything Mae Ming; your son wants to make you happy again” and I slid a wet, dripping, bigger cock inside as I settled my thighs under hers, under her buttocks somewhat, keeping her up and open, because I knew I was going to pound her ...