Article 97480 of alt.sex.stories:
From: an357916@anon.penet.fi
Date: Tue, 26 Sep 1995 15:16:15 UTC
Subject: SylverFox 1 (m/f, mom-in-law, cyber)

[The story is based on my own experience. There's not much sex in the
first part, but things turn hot and heavy in the later episodes. ]

			      SylverFox
				  by
			      G. Wallace
				Part 1

	I'll admit, things were pretty rough the first year after I
divorced Vickie. Bachelorhood just wasn't the same now, now that I was
29, now that I had a house in the suburbs and a 9 to 9 job, and all
the rest of the goodies that come with modern adulthood. It was tough
to meet people and I was getting very lonely, especially around the
holidays. My family was split up all over the country and I just
couldn't get up the energy to listen to all of them dissect my split.
Instead, I stayed home and stewed in my juices.

	Luckily, as a Christmas gift, one of my office buddies gave me
a starter kit for one of the online services. He'd told me all about
all the wild women he'd met online, and all the wild cybersex he'd
experienced since signing up.

	Evidently, his wife was clueless about all this virtual
activity.

	Somewhere between Christmas and New Years, mainly out of
desperation, I signed up and logged on. Before I knew it, I was
addicted. I'd sign on at 10 in the morning and flirt, tease, joke, and
otherwise mess around in the service's chat rooms all through the day
and night. I was particularly attracted to the rooms that featured
older women; I'd always had a thing for older women since my college
days, but had never fulfilled my little fantasy.

	It was all rather pleasant and un-erotic until a couple of
days before New Year's.

	I logged on at 8 or 9 that night. I clicked my way to an room
advertised as "Foxy OverForties" and started to chat. Pretty soon I
was flirting away with a woman named "SylverFox". Her profile claimed
she was married, a homemaker, and living in a nearby suburb. Pretty
soon our flirting turned off-color as SylverFox bragged about the size
of her breasts and I egged her on. Though she said she was 49 years
old, she boasted a firm set of 38D tits and legs that would knock any
young guys socks off. She claimed that her husband paid for her
tightening and tucking plastic surgery. I got carried away, and before
I knew it I was describing what I would do to those luscious breasts.

	SylverFox encouraged me with "hmmmms" and "ohhhhhhs". I
started getting very hard. All of the sudden, however, SylverFox
disappeared. She had abruptly logged off the system. Needless to say,
I was disappointed. Though I stayed on for hours afterward, she never
reappeared. I left her a mail message asking to meet again, signed
off, and headed to bed.

	The next night I was chatting away with a friend when
SylverFox sent me a message. She asked me to join her in a private
room. I agreed and soon we were sharing a virtual room by ourselves. I
asked her why she'd signed off so abruptly earlier and she explained
that her husband had come into the study and started getting curious.
She promised that if it happened again she would sign back on as soon
as she could. Soon we had stripped down to our virtual birthday suits
and Sylver was giving my very first online blowjob. What a master she
was, describing how she was licking my cock, sucking on my balls,
tonguing my glans. I was in seventh heaven and my cock was going nuts.
Again, though, just as I asked her to lie back so we could enjoy the
fruits of her labor, she suddenly disappeared. Shit, I thought. I
lingered online for another hour and then gave up.

	The next day, in between football games, I'd log on to the
service and chat away. About three in the afternoon, I got a mail
message from SylverFox. In it she described what would've happened if
we'd continued online. It was incredibly erotic as she described
taking my cock into her pussy and massaging her tits and wrapping her
legs around my waist. I mailed back a response, describing things from
my point of view. She responded again, with an even more blistering
message describing her orgasm.

				* * *

	Before I knew it, the holidays were over and I was back to
work. With my long hours, I couldn't really use the chat rooms on the
service, but Sylver and I continued our email affair and the mail kept
getting hotter and hotter.

	I knew that one way or another I had to meet this woman.

	About the end of January, my ex-father-in-law called me up.
Neither of Vickie's parents had been happy about the divorce, and I
knew they'd been urging her to reconcile. Harry and I chatted for a
while and then he invited me over to dinner. Vickie, he promised,
wouldn't be there. This was just a dinner to show there were no hard
feelings and to catch up on things. I agreed to come over later that
week.

	Thursday I went over to my ex-in-laws place for dinner. I was
greeted at the door by Charlene, my former mother-in-law. I'd always
liked Charlene, and it didn't hurt that she was extraordinarily good-
looking, with a beautiful face, large breasts, and a slender but
shapely figure. It looked like tonight she had dressed up for my
visit; she was wearing a tight black dress, heels, and a set of large
dangling earrings. Charlene gave me a smile and a big hug and I
couldn't help but feel her huge tits pressing against me as we
embraced. Her sweet perfume overwhelmed me. She took my hand in hers
and led me down the hall to the living room where Harry was reading
the paper. We shook hands and Charlene went out to get us drinks.

	Harry and I talked about sports, the economy, politics, all
the while skirting any mention of Vickie or our marriage. Charlene
kept running in and out of the room with new drinks, snacks, and
whatever else she thought we needed. At one point, tired of seeing her
doing all the work, I rose with my glass and Harry's to get the drinks
myself. As I headed into the kitchen I spotted Charlene at the sink
and the view from behind, aided by three or four vodka tonics, was
spectacular. Charlene had long firm legs and a gorgeous full ass that
swelled out from what had once been a very thin waist. For a brief
moment, I felt very turned on.

	I coughed and Charlene turned around in surprise and then
smiled. She asked for the glasses and I handed them to her. As she
poured, she asked about how I'd been while I gazed down the front of
her dress, drinking in the sight of those beautiful tits. When she
looked up, she caught my gaze and blushed a little bit. Taking up her
own glass, she proposed a toast to the future, and I joined her. She
was so sweet. As she put her glass down, she grasped my free hand in
hers and explained how horrible she and Harry had felt for Vickie and
myself. How tough it must have been and what a fool Vickie was to let
a man like me go. All I could do was smile weakly and nod. As she
continued, she got very teary and finally collapsed into my arms with
a sob.

	I grabbed her by the waist as she put her hands on my
shoulders, sobbing quietly into my chest. I comforted her and told her
everything was okay. I could've sworn as I did I felt her arms tighten
on my shoulders and her body press firmly into mine. I felt my cock
begin to unwind in a slow steady movement. With a start, however, she
suddenly drew back and awkwardly apologized. Embarrassed, we both
headed back to the den.

	Dinner was uneventful. Harry continued to pound away the
martinis and by dessert he was three or four sheets to the wind and
listing badly. We'd all had our share of drinks, mainly to deaden the
tension and anxiety about discussing Vickie. As Charlene cleared up,
Harry took me by the arm and, leaning heavily on me, conducted me into
the study. He slurrily explained that there was something wrong with
his computer and could I fix it? Sure, I said, and sat down in front
of the machine. After standing at my shoulder for a couple of minutes,
Harry tottered off into the other room.

	The problem with Harry's computer was pretty simple - a
minor system glitch - and I'd fixed it in only a couple of minutes.
Out of curiousity, I began to troll Harry's hard drive. Letters, tax
returns, a couple of games were about all I came up with until I
opened up Charlene's files. I noticed that she too subscribed to the
online service I did. And then... like somebody hit me over the head
with a hammer, buried deep within the online folders for the service,
I saw a file marked: "SylverFox Mail". Reeling, I clicked it open and
there were all the hot, sexy letters SylverFox and I had exchanged for
weeks. I was shocked. I didn't know what to make of it.

	Could Charlene be SylverFox? Could my sweet, kind, gentle ex-
mom-in-law be the horny, nasty, hot woman who wrote the scorching
letters I'd been jerking off to for the past two weeks? It was too
unbelievable.

	Absorbed by this possibility, I suddenly heard Charlene's
heels approaching the desk. I moved to shut the files, but it was too
late. With a kind greeting, she asked me how I'd done and leaned over
my shoulder. With her breasts hanging on my shoulder, she saw that I
was into the SylverFox files.

	She gasped and shot her arms out to turn off the machine. Her
cheek touched mine as she leaned over me to hide her mail. I pushed
the chair upright to prevent her. Frank, she cried out. Please, don't
look at those. I spun around in the chair to see her standing there,
blushing, her arms on her hips, her chest heaving. Please Frank, she
continued, that's private.

	Very private, I answered her and rose from the chair. Here
Charlene, I told her, you need to sit down to hear what I'm about to
tell you.

	I gestured toward the chair and, holding her gently by the
forearm, maneuvered Charlene into the chair where she crossed her
legs. Charlene, I asked slowly, are you SylverFox?

	She gazed down at her lap and began to rub her hands together
nervously.

	Are you SylverFox? I asked again.

	Oh Frank, she practically moaned in terror, don't tell Harry.
Please. He'd kill me. She looked up at me with her big brown eyes.

	It's okay Charlene, I answered soothingly. It's okay because
I've got something to tell you.

	She looked at me questioningly.

	Charlene, I said slowly, I'm "Enforcer29."

	She looked puzzled at first, then shocked. No, she answered,
that can't be.

	It's true, I told her, and I can prove it.

	Charlene just shook her head in amazement.

	Turn around, I told her, and open up the SylverFox folders.

	She slowly swivelled the chair around and began to click with
the mouse. I moved closer and leaned my head over her shoulder,
drinking in her perfume, her fine silver hair against my cheek.

	There, I said, as she clicked open a folder, that one there. I
put my hand on top of her hers to maneuver the mouse to a dated file
named: "CockSucking2."

	Don't open it, I told her, keeping my hand on hers, pressing
my cheek against hers, putting my other arm on the chair's arm rest
and leaning in closer. I can tell you what's in that message.

	Charlene gasped. You can? she asked huskily.

	Yes, I answered. In it you describe how you would deep throat
my cock and then let me run it between your breasts. And how we would
69 until we both came.

	I heard the sharp intake of Charlene's breath and felt her
breasts rising and falling as I leaned closer and whispered into her
ear.

	You described how good my cock felt, filling up your mouth,
and how you'd like my balls as I tongued your clit.

	Charlene sighed and I rested my lips against the delicate
flesh of her ear.

	It was very good, I continued, whispering softly into her ear,
one of the best we exchanged.

	Charlene sighed and I ran my left hand up her bare arm. I
could feel her body tensing and then suddenly relaxing. She moaned
softly.

	And that one, I said, maneuvering her hand and the mouse to a
file called "Your Tits", is an early one. Where I describe how I would
play with your breasts and suck your nipples as I slid into you from
behind.

	Charlene moaned a bit more loudly now as I moved both my hands
to her shoulders and ran by tongue around her ear.

	Frank, she said thickly, oh Frank, no.

	I lowered my hands slowly to the sides of her breasts and
gently squeezed as she moaned again, more loudly this time.

	Where is Harry? I whispered into her ear as I began to slowly
massage her huge tits, each one heavy and full in my palm.

	Oh Frank, Charlene sighed, oh Frank.

	She had begun to breathe heavily as I felt her nipples stiffen
beneath my hands. I began to rub her tits more insistently now,
pausing to thumb her nipples, to squeeze their firm heavy beauty
between my hands.

	Where is he Charlene? I asked again.

	Charlene moaned.

	He's upstairs, she hissed. He's drunk and... ohhhh... he's out
like a light.

	I leaned down now and kissed her on the neck as she reared her
head back, bringing her heaving breasts upward. I worked my lips down
along her neck and onto her shoulders, loving the satiny feel of her
skin against my burning cheeks and my mouth.

	Oh Frank, she moaned, oh baby... it's you.

	I mumbled something back and raised my lips to meet hers. Our
kiss was wild and deep and passionate, our tongues lashing against
each other as I circled my arms under her breasts. I could feel her
hips lift in anticipation off the chair and begin to rotate ever so
subtly. My mother-in-law and I kissed forever, until I drew her up out
of the chair and we embraced, her arms wrapped like a vise around my
head and our mouths mashing together in hunger.

	I ran my hands down her hips and over her ass, squeezing those
beautiful luscious cheeks together. I could hear her moan deep down
inside.

	Baby, I said as I pulled away from her panting mouth, I want
to fuck you now. Here.

	Charlene moaned deeply and I began to unzip the back of her
dress. I pulled the dress down over her shoulders, over her breasts,
and it fell to the floor.

	Moaning myself, I attacked her body greedily, showering kisses
on the tops of her tits, running my tongue across her shoulders,
wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her head back by her fine,
silvery hair. Charlene began to grunt as I ground my rock hard dick
into the soft flesh of her belly.

	Hmm... she said suddenly, pushing me away insistently. I want
to do this the way we planned.

	I gulped and nodded. My hands rested on her hips and we were
panting together like animals as we involuntarily continued to grind
our crotches together.

	Hmmmm, Charlene said, take your clothes off and wait on the
couch.

	Separating herself from me, she gave me a quick kiss, and
quietly walked toward the study door. I watched her magnificent body
as she moved away from me, her full, firm thighs, her luxurious ass.
When she left, I quickly stripped. My cock was hard and thick and
wagging back and forth as I sat back on the couch. Swept away by our
encounter, hardly believing it was only an illusion, I unconsciously
began stroking my dick. Minutes later, Charlene swept into the room,
quietly closing and latching the study door behind her.

Article 88914 of alt.sex.stories:
From: an357916@anon.penet.fi
Date: Sat, 19 Aug 1995 05:54:39 UTC
Subject: SylverFox Pt.2 (m/f, m-in-law, cybersex)

			      SylverFox
				Part 2
			 Where things heat up

	As Charlene, my mother-in-law, approached, I could see that
she'd changed into a black silk robe that rode to her mid-thigh. She'd
kept her heels on, but taken off her earrings.

	Come here, I said, stroking my dick lasciviously in her
direction.

	Charlene smiled and stood a few feet in front of me. I could
see the swell of her breasts and her nipples jutting through the silk
fabric. She spread her legs apart and grasped the robe's tie in her
hands.

	Meet SylverFox, she said as she tossed her shoulder length
silver hair over her shoulder and untied her robe.

	I moaned. Standing in front of me, pulled her robe wide open
and thrust her hips towards me. Two of the biggest, fattest juiciest
tits I'd ever seen poked their full, thick nipples at me and, trailing
my eyes downward over her soft tummy, I saw a thinning black bush and
below that a pair of beautiful full thighs, slightly chubby knees, and
shapely slender calves. Letting her robe fall to the floor, Charlene
cupped a breast in each hand.

	How do you like SylverFox, Frank, she asked me.

	SylverFox is incredible, I gasped.

	With that Charlene turned her back to me and thrust her broad
ass straight at me. She began to rotate her hips and her butt circled
slowly around.

	Hmmmm, baby, I said. Bring that beautiful ass over here.

	Charlene turned back around slowly pranced to the couch,
settling in next to me, her chest pressing against mine as I circled
her shoulders with my arm. Again we kissed, our tongues digging deep
into each other's hot mouths. Pulling back, I asked her how Harry was.

	He's out like a log, she whispered. Let me take that loverboy,
she continued, and grabbed my dick in her right hand. My mother-in-law
stroked me slowly up and down as I nuzzled voraciously into her neck.
Then, drawing back, we looked into each others' eyes and slowly and
gently pushed her head down, onto my pole. When her lips met my
cockhead, I groaned and Charlene slowly ran her mouth up and down the
tip of my penis. I ran my hands through her silver hair and pressed
down. In response, Charlene ran her tongue up and down my dick,
lapping and licking it all the while squeezing her hand around its
base.

	Hmmmmm, she mumbled, you taste good.

	I pulled her hair back to get a better view of the action and
with that Charlene crawled around my leg and kneeled on the floor.
Looking into my eyes, she slowly lowered her mouth onto my cock. I
felt her hot mouth all around me and groaned. Encouraged she began to
slowly pull her head up and down my cock, taking in an inch more each
time. Soon, she had her mouth wrapped around my dick all the way to my
pubic hairs. She stopped there and slowly moved her head back and
forth. It was too much, I began to raise my hips rhythmically, slowly
fucking her mouth. With that Charlene began to bob her head up and
down my cock, and we were fucking together. As she sucked me off, she
her free hand to play with my nuts. I was on fire. Grasping her head
in my hands I moved her head on and off my pole, more and more
rapidly.

	I could begin to feel my sac tighten and my balls itch.

	Ohhhhh Charlene, I moaned, I'm gonna cum.

	Frenzied now, Charlene began furiously riding my cock with her
mouth, up and down like a madwoman. As I groaned and felt the cum
shooting up my dick, Charlene slipped her mouth off of me and quickly
placed my cock in the deep valley between her humongous tits. As she
squeezed her tits together I began madly humping up and down off the
couch. In seconds I felt the pure pleasure of climax and I heard
Charlene moaning. Looking down, I saw the cum shooting out of my cock
and splattering over the tops of her tits and her neck. As my climax
subsided, she fastened her mouth back onto my cock and began sucking
me bone dry. Groaning, I collapsed back into the couch and spread my
arms out, reveling in the power waves of pleasure and release that
rolled through my body.

	Ahhhh, honey, I said. Baby. Oh yeah... that was so great.

	Charlene mumbled and withdrew my cock from her mouth, shaking
it playfully back and forth, smiling up at me.

	You liked that, eh Frank? she asked.

	In reply, I only groaned.

	Exhausted, Charlene relaxed her head against my crotch and
stroked my thigh lazily.

	Who would have thought, she said slowly, that we'd ever be
doing this.

	I agreed and began to gently run my hands through my hair.

	If you'd treated me this way before, I whispered, maybe I'd
still be your son-in-law.

	Charlene looked up and smiled, resting her chin on my thigh.

	Hmmm, she answered. I guess I get you anyways.

	Smiling, I pulled her up by the shoulders until she sat on my
lap, my cock nestled in her spacious ass. I kissed her and began to
stroke her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples. Fascinated by
their size, I dropped by head to her nipples and began nibbling on
them slowly, all the while massaging and squeezing them. Charlene
sighed and began to squirm her ass against my quickly awakening cock.

	Your tits are better than you described them, I said between
mouthfuls.

	Thanks, Charlene moaned.

	My cock had stiffened and Charlene had begun to really grind
her ass against it, enjoying its hard length. Pushing her backward, I
eased my hips out from under her until she was lying back on the
couch, her legs spread slightly. Continuing my exploration of her
fantastic tits, I played with her pussy, inserting one, then two, then
three fingers, rubbing them slowly in and out. Charlene raised her
arms and lowered them behind her head, over the couch's armrest and I
had a full uncluttered approach to her tits.

	Meanwhile, she was rotating her hips against my busy fingers.
Moaning now, Charlene raised her hips to meet the thrust of my
fingers. Squeezing her breast with my other hand, I raised my head to
watch the sheer joy on her face. With her eyes squeezed shut and her
mouth parted, Charlene was straining every nerve to focus on my hands
and mouth.

	You're incredible, I said to her as she worked herself against
me.

	Hmmm... feeling's mutual, she moaned. Does Enforcer29 want to
fuck Sylver Fox, she said with a smile, her eyes still shut.

	He sure does, I answered.

	Does Frank want to fuck his mother-in-law, she whispered with
a little giggle.

	Does he ever, I said as I felt my cock stiffen at her dirty
talk.

	Rolling over onto her, I positioned my cock at her entrance as
Charlene brought her hands back down and ran them over my back. I
nudged at her pussy with my cock, and she thrust her hips up to meet
me. I could feel my cock slide into her pussy a slow inch at a time.
The warmth and moistness of her cunt forming a perfect seal around my
dick. Charlene opened her eyes wide and grunted.

	Put it in Frank, put it in baby, she whimpered.

	I slowly fed my cock all the way into her, reveling in the
tight fit and the hot contact. Reaching around and under her with my
hands I squeezed her ass and pulled her tight to my dick.

	Uhhhh, she grunted and grabbed me around my neck, pressing me
to her tits. Now I knew we were into fucking and using her ass as
leverage I slowly began humping her all the way. As I built up to a
steady rhythm, Charlene began to moan and roll her head from side to
side; my head lolled pleasantly between her shivering breasts. Picking
up speed, I began to slam into her, pushing deeper and deeper with
each thrust, feeling myself fully extended into her, crushing her
against the sofa's cushions.

	Ahhhhhh, Charlene began to whine, her voice moving up an
octave as I pivoted into and out of her. Ohhhhh, Frank, she cried.
Ohhhh, baby, yes, yes, yes... With that, she raised her legs and
locked her ankles around my back. Now I had perfect access to her hot,
slippery pussy and I began fucking for all I was worth. Still rolling
her head, Charlene switched from her high=pitched whine into deep,
deep grunts with each of my thrusts.

	Feeling myself getting closer to climax, I drew my hands out
from under her and raised myself up, squeezing my hands around those
huge tits and holding on for dear life as Charlene began bucking
wildly up and down against my cock.

	We pounded into each other for what seemed like an eternity,
until Charlene's grunts turned to squeals and I could hear her
approaching climax.

	Putting my hands on the couch, I lowered my mouth to her
nipples and began lipping and chewing. This sent her over the edge and
she began to moan rapidly. I felt my balls tighten and as Charlene
began repeating, yes, yes, yes, over and over again, my cock jolted
load after load of cum into her.

	Both of us were frenzied, me digging my mouth into her tits
and riding my sparking cock deep into her cunt, Charlene now +twiting
her head back and forth and spasmodically raising her hips to meet my
thrusts. With a final groan, I drove deep into her and she responded
by tightly wrapping her arms around my head and emitting a loud,
guttural sigh.

	We lay there quietly for a moment, recovering from what had
just happened. Involuntarily, I began to rotate my hips, trying to
ground out the last moment of pleasure I could. Charlene rolled her
head back, heaving for breath, a heavy sweat breaking out across her
forehead. I grabbed her right thigh and pulled it up over my hips,
trying to empty myself forever.

	Charlene smiled and turned her head to the side.

	Afterward, we lay in each others' arms, her head nestled into
my shoulder, our legs wrapped around each other. I felt peaceful, more
satiated than I had ever felt before. I though I could hear Charlene
humming deep in her throat. I kissed her affectionately on the top of
her head and ran my hand up and down across her back.

	Hmmmmm... that was so great, I whispered to Charlene, better
than anything SylverFox and Enforcer29 every came up with.

	Charlene giggled and kissed my chest.

	What would Harry say? I asked Charlene playfully and she
giggled softly again.

	You're one to talk, she answered back, what would Vickie say?

	I smiled. Yes, indeed, what would she say I thought to myself.

	Stroking Charlene's generous flank I leaned down and kissed
her. Our tongues twined together lazily, then more insistently. I felt
a new, stronger kind of passion with Charlene than I ever had with any
other woman.

	Was it because she was older? Because she was my mother-in-
law? Because we had built up such anticipation through our email? I
didn't know but breaking our kiss now, I leaned my head back, swimming
in the pleasure and power of these new emotions.

	A half hour later, I felt Charlene stir, and then rise to a
sitting position on the couch. Running my hand along her back, I
asked: Time to go?

	She turned back, smiled, and nodded. Reaching to the floor,
she pulled her robe up and delicately put it back on. She patted my
belly once and stood, tying her sash.

	I'd better Frank, she said quietly, Harry might get up. It's
just about time for him to wake up from the booze.

	I smiled and sat up, stretching myself.

	Okay, I said. But you know, this isn't the end. Grabbing her
hands between mine, I continued. It's only the beginning. Charlene
smiled ran her hands through my hair and i pulled her close, my head
resting against the swell of her belly.

	Oh Frank, she said.

	I pulled my clothes on and gave Charlene a gentle kiss as I
headed out the door to my car. See you later SylverFox, I whispered as
I slipped away.

	After that we began to use our online service as a way both to
titillate each other and arrange our clandestine and semi-clandestine
rendezvous. After that, I entered into the blissful phase of my life
to date.

Article 97550 of alt.sex.stories:
From: an357916@anon.penet.fi
Date: Tue, 26 Sep 1995 15:34:48 UTC
Subject: SylverFox 3 (m/f, mom-in-law)

			      SylverFox
				Part 3

	My mother-in-law was, as they say, a very well- preserved
lady. What Harry couldn't bankroll in the way of plastic surgery,
Charlene supplied with her daily workouts in the home gym my in-laws
kept in their basement. Though she boasted some wrinkles around her
eyes and her hands betrayed her age, Charlene's body was marvel. Her
breasts were 38D, pillowy and soft, and yet thanks to her plastic
surgeon, not floppy or droopy. Her midriff was soft, not so taut and
so smooth as a younger woman's. Thanks to the stairmaster and her
surgeon's efforts, her butt and thighs were muscular and smooth, full
but not heavy. Her legs were long and very shapely. Whatever her age,
she was a fine piece, as we used to say in the service.

	I think we were both a bit shocked after our first encounter.
We didn't talk to each other and mailed only brief email commenting on
how great it had been. After several days, however, I felt the
familiar horniness boiling up in my gut and I knew the SylverFox and I
would have to meet again.

	Imagine my surprise when on a cold January morning, I got a
phone call from Harry. He thanked me for coming over and was
particularly pleased to report how happy my visit had been for
Charlene. Smiling as I listened, he described how she had expressed
sorrow over Vickie's decisions but hope that perhaps we all could
still be friends. I agreed with Harry and he asked me if I was busy
Sunday afternoon. When I answered that I wasn't, he asked me if I
could pick Charlene up after her Sunday school class. She taught until
two and didn't like to drive. Harry would be busy playing poker with
the boys. Charlene had suggested he call me, thinking that this errand
might be a nice way to re-acquaint ourselves. Barely suppressing my
sigh of delight, I agreed. We chatted for a few more minutes, and
then we hung up.

	Sunday afternoon I wheeled my way over to the local Methodist
church and waited in the car for Charlene. She emerged, surrounded by
her friends, and waving to me, proceeded toward the car. I hopped out
and gave her a hug as she approached, making sure to keep it chaste
and son-in- law-like for her friends. Charlene looked mighty good that
Sunday afternoon. Her bountiful chest stretched against her winter coat
and her long legs, covered in black hose, were visible to just above
the knee. Once inside the car, she unbuttoned her coat and I saw she
wore a beautiful set of pearls.

	I asked her how she'd been as I started the car and she shyly
answered that she missed me. Grinning, I agreed. It had been a long
week. As soon as we were out of sight, I reached over and stroked her
neck, telling her how marvellous she looked. At first she shied away,
but then as I continued rubbing, she grew warmer, crossing her legs
and turning towards me in the car. We chatted as I drove along about
Harry, Sunday school, the weather. I told Charlene I had to stop at
the drug store to pick up some shaving cream and we turned toward the
local strip mall.

	As we drove I long, I stroked Charlene's arm gently. Then, I
gently pulled her gloved hand onto my thigh, and then, a moment later,
directly onto my cock, already straining against my pants at the smell
of her perfume. At first, she simply let it rest there. At the next
red light, I leaned over to give her a kiss and our lips met. From a
chaste smooch, however, our kiss lingered until finally we were
exploring each others' tongues and panting slightly. A car honked
behind us, and I sped through the green light. Charlene began to
stroke me as I drove. Getting into the mood, Charlene giggled softly,
It's so big Frank! I laughed too and made a joke about being happy to
see her.

	We pulled into the drugstore parking lot and I turned off the
ignition and turned in my seat to kiss Charlene. Now, our mouths met
in an explosion of passion as we tongued each other furiously in the
parking lot. I moved to kiss her neck and nibble on her ear and as she
ooohed and ahhed, I dropped a hand to her breast and began to massage
her nipple. As we made out, she uncrossed her legs and seconds later I
had moved my hand up her thighs, pushing her dress aside as I explored
her sweet thighs, inserting my fingers between her garterbelt and her
flesh. Soon, I was stroking her pussy and Charlene was moaning with
happiness, pushing my hand harder into her crotch. I inserted my
middle finger and wiggled it madly. Charlene threw her head back onto
the headrest and moaned loudly.

	I want to fuck you now Charlene, I whispered into her ear.

	Oh Frank, she answered, panting, not here... people will see
us.

	Okay, I said, withdrawing from her side of the car and turning
the ignition. I'll take care of that I said. I drove around to the
back of the low drug store building and parked between a dumpster and
the wall.

	How's this? I asked her.

	I don't know Frank, she said.

	Meanwhile I slid across the seat and planted a deep kiss on
her lips. Let me take your coat off, I told her as I worked the bulky
wool overcoat down her shoulders. Squirming and wiggling, Charlene
helped me with her coat. As we began necking, I unzipped her dress
and gradually pulled it down below her chest. Her breasts were
straining against a lacy black bra, and as we sucked on each others'
tongues, I worked the straps off her shoulder. Once she was free of
the straps, Charlene brought her hands down from around my head and
unclasped her bra, releasing her huge, juicy tits to the warm air of
the car. She pushed my head down toward her breasts and I began
lapping hungrily at her bright pink nipples, sucking and licking until
the grew taut and erect. All the while Charlene moaned and encouraged
me by pushing my head firmly against the soft, warm flesh of her tits.
My cock was getting outrageously hard and I could feel a bit of pre-
cum oozing out of its tip.

	I reached down to hike Charlene's dress up to her hips,
revealing her black-hosed thighs and her garter straps. As I wedged my
hand between her luxurious thighs and thrust my fingers into her hot,
oozing pussy, Charlene raised her legs to give me better access. Soon
I was gobbling her tits, finger-fucking her madly, and enjoying her
deep-throated moans. I looked up briefly. Charlene's glistening eyes
were fixed on the car ceiling and she had slowly begun to shake her
head back and forth in ecstasy, pushing my head back and forth against
her tits in rhythm with my hand's thrusts into her pussy. Her thick
gray hair had come loose from her berette and it flowed wantonly back
over the head rest.

	Mad with lust, I pulled my hand from out of her gash and
frantically wrestled with my belt buckle. Charlene was oblivious,
caught up in her grunting ecstasy. As I yanked my pants and boxers
down over my hips, I pulled my hard cock free and brusquely pushed
Charlene sideways on the car seat.

	We were insane now, scrambling around the car, driven by the
sheer hunger for sex. As Charlene maneuvered to lie length-ways along
the front seat, I pulled my pants down to my ankles. Soon, I had
pulled her legs up onto the seat and, with some acrobatic moves, had
positioned myself between her legs. Charlene gripped the top of the
seat with one hand and steadied herself by planting her other on the
floor of the car. She gazed at my jutting cock with hunger.

	There she lay, my gentle, gray-haired, curvaceous mother-in-
law, her nipples pointing straight into the air, her knees drawn up,
and her delicately feathered pussy glistening in front of my cock. I
paused to admire the view.

	Oh, Frank, Charlene moaned half in fear and half in pleasure,
hurry before someone sees us.

	I bent to the task, taking my cock in hand I leaned forward
and planted my dick at the entrance to her beautiful pussy. Leaning my
body further downward, I began to thrust my cock slowly into my
mother-in-law, savoring the silky warmth as it surrounded my swollen
dick centimeter by centimeter. Charlene groaned in delight until I
finally buried my cock all the way into her and we were breathing
hotly into each others' faces. I felt her raise her thighs upward and
then the pressure of her high-heeled feet against my ass.

	Mmmmmm, Charlene moaned. God... Frank, you feel so good.

	I could only moan back in reply. Settling my cock comfortably
into her pussy I began a slow rocking motion. Charlene drew both her
hands up and against the passenger side door to brace herself against
my thrusts. Suspended above her I began to piston my hips in and out
as Charlene first bit on her lower lip, then opened her mouth wide in
pleasure. As I built up steam, I slipped my hand down along her thigh
and pulled her in tighter against my crotch. Soon, we were pounding
away at each other, Charlene emitting a loud grunt each time my cock
penetrated to its full extent along her pussy. I increased my speed
and we began bouncing up and down on the car seat. Hoping to receive
every inch of my engorged cock, Charlene spread her legs wide and
pulled her knees up, resting one against the car radio.

	I began pounding into her like a madman and she helped me
along by rocking her thighs to meet each of my thrusts with a wide
open shot of her pussy. We were both moaning, and as I watched
Charlene's tits sliding back and forth each time I pushed my cock into
her, I could feel my balls start to tighten. With that, I grasped the
back of the car seat with one arm and braced myself with the other
against the car door. I began fucking her like a jackhammer and
Charlene's moans turned into high-pitched whimpers of pleasure. I felt
my cockhead begin to tingle and then, in a sudden rush of pleasure, I
unloosed what felt like a bucket of cum into my mother-in-law's pussy.
As I gave out a loud groan, Charlene squealed in climax and tightened
her thighs around my waist, pulling my cock deep into her warm vagina.
I shook my hips to release very drop of my ejaculation and Charlene
pulled me even deeper into her. She reached up and circled her arms
around my neck, pulling me down for a hard, passionate kiss, her
tongue twirling wildly in my mouth. I dropped my hands down, circling
them around her back and crushed her to me, our hips still grinding
against each other in ecstasy.

	As we slowly descended from the heights of climax, I felt
Charlene's body relax completely, her legs dropping along the sides of
the car seat and her arms relaxing around my body. We stopped kissing
and I panted deeply, filling my lungs with the scent of her Sunday
morning perfume. After a few minutes, Charlene groaned and then began
to run her hands through my hair.

	Frank, oh Frank, she finally said. I've never felt so good.

	That feeling is mutual, I sighed.

	I could feel Charlene smiling. She stroked my ass gently, then
playfully squeezed my cheeks.

	Hmmmm, my very own lover, she sighed. Whatever could I have
been doing before I met you?

	I chuckled gently and raised my head to kiss her. We slowly
disentangled ourselves and, almost in a daze, began to button and zip
up, rearrange our clothes, and tidy ourselves up.

	Charlene, I said. I have never had so much fun fucking a woman
since I first dated Kathy Newton.

	She laughed. You're so sweet Frank.

	I turned the key in the ignition and looked back over my
shoulder, ready to back out of our little parking space. The way was
clear, but I stopped suddenly. There was a young girl standing in the
back doorway of the drugstore. She was gazing at the car intently,
her arm braced against the door frame.

	Don't look now Charlene, I said. But I think we had an
audience.

	Charlene almost shrieked. Nooooo. Who? she asked.

	A girl, I answered. I think she works in the drugstore. Just
keep looking at me and she won't be able to see you.

	Charlene turned her head away from the window and as I pulled
out, I waved jovially at the girl. She just stared at me.

	Charlene and I were silent as we drove back to her place, both
of us tense I think about meeting Harry at the front door. As I pulled
up to the curb, Charlene turned toward me and grasped my hand.

	Okay, Frank. Why don't you stay here. I'll call you up later
today.

	I nodded, and as Charlene moved to peck my cheek, I playfully
squeezed her thigh. She smiled.

	Bye Frank, she whispered as she left the car.

	Adios SylverFox, I answered back with a smile. See you soon.

	As the door closed, I started the car and headed home, visions
of my lusty mother-in-law, her thighs opened wide to me dancing before
my eyes, the thick, musty smell of our sex filling the car.

Article 97557 of alt.sex.stories:
From: an357916@anon.penet.fi
Date: Tue, 26 Sep 1995 15:47:35 UTC
Subject: SylverFox 4 (m/f, mom-in-law)

			      SylverFox
				Part 4

	Soon after our Sunday after-church fuck Charlene, my mother-
in-law, and I descended into a sex-filled, carnally charged obsession
with each other. Often, Charlene would call me up at the office during
the day to announce that Harry, my father-in-law, had gone off
golfing, or fishing, or just down to the local Wal-Mart. Sometimes
we'd just get each other off over the phone. More often, I'd announce
I was leaving for an early or late lunch and head over to Charlene's.
She would usually greet me at the door and within minutes I'd have her
skirt up over her hips and we'd be fucking madly on the living-room
couch, the kitchen table, even once on the hood of her car parked in
the garage.

	I remember once Harry invited me over one Sunday afternoon to
watch a football game. As soon as I arrived, I could sense Charlene's
excitement, matched only by my own increasing sense of urgency. Harry
and I settled down in front of the television while Charlene ran back
and forth into the kitchen, filling bowls of pretzels and glasses of
beer. Each time she entered, I ran my eyes hungrily up and down her
full figure, drinking in those lovely legs and her full, lush chest. I
could tell she felt me watching because she made a big show of
catering to our needs, wiggling her wide ass a foot in front of me as
she arranged a coaster or helped Harry fix up the pillow behind his
head.

	As the third quarter started, Charlene announced she'd be back
in ten minutes or so and headed upstairs. I debated for a couple of
minutes whether I should sneak upstairs to join her but Harry had
gotten me involved in a long and tedious discussion of astro-turf
versus real grass. I couldn't think of a politic way to break our talk
off. Ten or fifteen minutes later, Charlene reappeared. I almost
gasped in surprise and pleasure. My mother-in-law had changed into her
"workout" outfit - - a skintight body suit that accentuated her
expansive hips and moulded her lovely breasts into fine long expanse
of cleavage. She announced that she was going to the basement to do
her exercises in the elaborate home gym Harry had bought for her.
Harry nodded happily, and Charlene disappeared downstairs.

	I grew increasingly edgy. There Charlene was, downstairs,
dressed in an outfit that would raise a dead man's spirits and here I
was stranded in front of the t.v. with Harry who was by now droning
on about players' salaries. When he paused, I piped up that I had
never seen Charlene's home gym and that I was thinking about buying
one of my own. Would he mind, I asked, if I went down and checked the
equipment out. Harry smiled and said sure, go ahead. With that I
headed to the basement.

	In the basement, Charlene was seated on the bench of her
Soloflex, working her pectoral muscles. As I rounded the corner, I was
stopped dead by the sight of her full chest swelling and ebbing as she
pulled the bars of the weight machine together. She looked up and
smiled at me. I unzipped my fly and Charlene - - sweat glistening on
her brow, her long silver hair held back by an elastic band - -
dropped her hands to her waist and began slowly stroking her thighs.
Wordlessly, I ambled over to the exercise machine and, standing
directly in front of her, I unbuckled my pants and let them and my
boxers drop to the floor. Charlene smiled even wider and put a hand on
each side of my hips, pulling my now hardening cock close her lips.

	As my mother-in-law began licking my shaft, I ran my hands
through her hair, stripping off her hair band and shaking her thick,
luxuriant platinum hair free. As I ran my hands slowly through her
hair, Charlene grasped my cock in both hands and began running her
mouth over my knob. With my hands buried in her hair, I grasped her
head and gently pushed her hot, damp mouth all the way onto my cock.
I could hear Charlene moan as she gobbled her way down my shaft. Her
mouth surrounded my dick, encasing it incredible, tight heat. With my
palms along her cheeks, I slowly began to pull her head on and off my
cock. Excited, Charlene grasped the base of my penis with one hand and
began massaging and squeezing my testicles gently with the other. I
could feel myself hardening deliciously, filling her mouth with more
and more bloated cock flesh. Soon Charlene was bouncing her mouth up
and down my cock and I was along for the ride.

	The tip of my penis began to tingle and itch and I could feel
my balls begin to tighten. Charlene could too, and as I approached
orgasm she ripped one strap of her body suit off her shoulder,
exposing a swelling tit and a pink, erect nipple. With her mouth still
clamped to my dick and one hand around the base of my cock, Charlene
began running her hand over her naked breast, stopping occasionally to
pinch and tweak her huge, distended nipple. Watching her play with her
tit drove me wild and as I felt a load boil up from my balls, I
tightened my grip on her head and began flexing my hips and fucking her
hungry mouth.

	I could hear Charlene moan deep down in her throat. Just as I
was about to come, she pulled her dripping mouth off my cock, and
began furiously stroking my penis with both her hands. She was
grunting and moaning softly, encouraging me to ejaculate. And with a
repressed moan of my own, I felt my cock spurting in deep heavy jerks
all over her face and chest. Oh Frank, my mother-in-law whispered
huskily. Oh baby, yeah, hmmmmm. I wiggled my hips, struggling to
shake every last moment of pleasure from the tip of my cock. Charlene
meanwhile had pressed my cock against my stomach with both her hands
and began hungrily licking and kissing my swollen purple cockhead.
Charlene, oh Charlene, I whispered as I ran my hands through her hair
and down her cheeks and along her neck.

	At that exact moment, with both of us overwhelmed by the
sudden fury and abatement of passion, we heard the basement door open.
It was Harry. Shocked, I hurriedly pushed Charlene away from my dick
and scrambled to pull my pants back up around my hips. I could hear
Harry descending the stairs. Realizing I'd never get tidied up in
time, I scooted for the door to the utility room in the back of the
basement. Frantically, I saw Charlene running a towel around her face
and pulling her body suit back into place. As I raced into the
utility room I heard Harry asking Charlene where I'd gone. She mumbled
something indistinct. In the dark utility room I stuffed my shirt
back into my pants and ran my hands through my hair. Pasting a wide
smile on my face, I walked into the basement to see a bewildered Harry
turning this way and that to find me. Charlene was still on the
exercise machine.

	Over here Harry, I called out to my father-in-law. When he
asked what the hell I was doing in the utility room, I mumbled
something about investigating the basement. Still looking bewildered,
Harry announced that the fourth quarter of the football game was
almost over. I answered enthusiastically that we better get back
upstairs and Harry turned back to ascend the stairs. As I passed
Charlene on the home gym I ducked my head down and gave her a quick
peck on the cheek. She sat there, stunned looking, breathing heavily,
her face and chest flushed. Later, as Harry and I watched the
interminable post-game show, Charlene came up from the basement to
take a shower. While she showered, I bid Harry goodbye and took off -
relieved yet worried about how close my mother-in-law and I had come
to dangerous exposure.

	Charlene was particularly disturbed by our near discovery. She
called me later that night to suggest that we cool things off for a
while. She was worried that Harry might be suspecting something.
Reluctantly, I agreed. We did agree, however, that maybe we should
return to cyberspace and carry on our affair temporarily online. Over
the next week, SylverFox and I would meet about every other night.
We'd repair to a private chat room and engage in cyber foreplay and
often, we'd just chat. At some deep level, I discovered, Charlene
still loved Harry. After all, they'd been together for almost 30
years. Yet Harry, older than his wife by almost a decade, had
completely lost interest in sex - - preferring instead to drink, watch
t.v., and carouse with his other retired buddies. Charlene on the
other hand was just beginning to rediscover the joys of her body and
its possibilities. This was a process I hoped I'd continue to
participate in.