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

Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 3

... this time: I had to, because my body wanted to cum now, wanted to fill her insides – all because her sister raised the idea, and raised my cock`s desire to this level of undeniable want. 2-3 minutes later, Ming breathed out, “you`re raping me, son” and I pulled back to her opening, giving her a breather. “Do you want me to stop, Mae” and slid gently around, bumping her clit so she shuddered; “no”, and I lifted her thighs and went straight down, and this time I must have reached the doorway to her uterus, because a narrow opening squeezed my cock, trying to keep it out, but I was a steel rod and through her moans and cries, I pushed, and my balls did their job and I began pumping my juices straight into her uterus surely, though my knowledge of the exactness of my thoughts was limited. Didn`t matter: I was somewhere so tight, and it was sucking the semen out of my throbbing, aching cock, and she was shaking and squeaking and squealing, and muttering, and in her orgasms, and her hands were back on my buttocks again now, pulling me at her, with nails digging into my skin, scratching I thought, ignoring the pinpoints of pain because I was in a world of euphoric ejaculation. If I had been her son, my Mae would never forget this night of incestuous fucking. Part 3 I let her legs down off my body when my cock wilted somewhat, finished and empty, but I laid down along her and went back to suckling. Mae Ming cradled my head, crooning “my son, my wonderful lover-son” and this was just ...

... what her sister had labelled me last night. I shifted upwards and found her lips, and gently forced them open. We had hardly kissed, but now we did, and my hands fondled her breasts where they spilled out the sides of her chest under mine, and she groaned. Breaking her mouth away, she panted “you can`t go again, can you, my son” and I wasn`t sure what answer she wanted. I waited before answering, “I think I need some rest, Mae”, and she sighed, still confusing me as to what she wanted. “I`ll never be the same again” she said, and I quickly asked “did I hurt you, Mae – I am so sorry” but she kissed my lips, quieting me; “no, no; it was beautiful: it`s still beautiful inside me, but you are, well, quite big, my son” and she chuckled, “very much bigger than I have had before”. “Are you married now, Mae?” “Not anymore, son; we divorced a while ago – but I`d divorce him tomorrow after this, if we were still married: he never satisfied me anyway; now, I wouldn`t even feel his little dick in there!” She laughed, so I smiled down at her; “if that means I gave you pleasure, I am happy; and you were, and are, a beautiful lover also, my Mae” and I kissed her again. “Better than my sister, son” she asked wistfully, turning her neck up for me to kiss her throat and around to her earlobes for a nibble. Repeating softly my mantra, “a man doesn`t talk about other women he might have been with, Khun Mae Ming” she laughed gently; “and a gentleman too, how lucky can I be this night.” Her cunt ...