A Death Brings New Life (MF, cons, rom, inlaws) - Sex Stories

A Death Brings New Life (MF, cons, rom, inlaws)

... he realized, and he reached down to slide his hands over her nylon covered legs. Running his hands back up, they passed beneath the hem of her dress into forbidden territory. She stiffened but didn't stop him. "Charlene, does Henry ever lick your pussy?" he whispered. "Oh, my god!" she gasped, covering her mouth, nearly knocking her own glasses off. Her reaction told him the answer. "I'm going to eat you, Charlene," he told her. "I'm going to lick your pussy until you cum so fucking hard." The language he chose was having a profound effect on her. No one had ever spoken to her like that, he'd be willing to bet. "Not...not here," she managed to say between pants. "They might...catch us!" He thought quickly. Doing this with his mother-in-law was crazy to start with, but she was right. They could get caught and then there would be all kinds of hell to pay. Stepping away from her surprised her. She closed her legs, pushing down her dress nervously. He took her hand and tugged. "Come on," he said. "What? Where?" she asked even as she slid off the counter. He waited for her to put her flat shoes back on before leading her to the back door and out. This time of year the day ended early and it was already dark outside. The air was chilly and made them both shiver. He went to the first shelter he saw. Henry's truck. "No! Not there!" she protested as he opened the door to the old Chevrolet. "Yes, here," he said. He pushed her in front of him, determined that she could get in or he'd ...

... take her right here. Charlene hesitated, then crawled into the cab. Joseph followed. They were both shaking, and he knew it wasn't all from the cold. He guided her onto her back and moved atop her. This was probably a position she was familiar with, he thought. Henry seemed the type to e a missionary only man. But Joseph would bet the old man never kissed his wife while he was on top of her, not like Joseph did. Henry wouldn't move down quickly, pushing up her dress so he could tug at her pantyhose. Charlene wasn't used to it, but she lifted up, allowed him to pull the hose and her panties both down to her thighs. Joseph lifted her legs up and back. In the light from the back porch light, he could just make out her pussy. Charlene had a lot of gray in her hair, but her natural color was chestnut. That was reflected in the thick bush she had between her legs. A bush that had never been trimmed or shaved, but remained naturally thick and, somehow, contained. She was wet, he could see that in the way light glistened on her distended labia. Eagerly, wanting to do it before he lost his nerve, he bent and covered her pussy with his mouth. He was glad they were outside and shut up in the truck because the instant he stabbed his tongue into her labia, Charlene screamed. She clamped a hand over her mouth and convulsed. She was having an orgasm, that quickly. Excitement, the thrill of being naughty, of crossing taboo boundaries, it got to her. Added to that the sensation of the first ...