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The Mothers In My Life - 5
by Len (lenightowl@yahoo.co.uk)

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More fun with my mother-in-Law. (M-teen/F, cheat)

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PART 5

The next time that Holly and I had sex was two years 
later in 1995. Since the first time, Holly had made no 
mention of the episode and we had taken the 'affair' 
no further, despite Holly visiting on various 
occasions, and despite our being alone on some of 
those visits.

In 1994, due to Anne's work, we had moved from the 
southwest to the southeast, and we did not see as much 
of Holly as previously, due to it being a six-hour 
drive, as opposed to the previous forty-five minute 
one.

In the summer of 1995, Anne was nine months pregnant 
with our second child, and Holly had arranged leave so 
that she could be with us in the southeast when her 
second grandchild made an appearance.

July 1995 was remarkably hot (for the UK at least!) 
and it was during this time that Holly was staying. 
Anne was finding it uncomfortable and not sleeping 
particularly well due to her pregnancy, but when she 
did, she slept the sleep of the dead.

Even though Anne and I had gone to bed early that 
night, the heat had meant that I didn't really sleep 
and I woke up at about 11pm, dying for a drink. I went 
into the kitchen, got myself some squash and wondered 
into the living room, intending to do a bit of channel 
hopping. Suddenly, from the darkness came 'You 
couldn't sleep either? It's so bloody hot!'

It was Holly. Obviously the heat had stopped her from 
sleeping as well. She'd had the same idea as me and 
was sitting in the darkness and silence of the living 
room trying to cool off. I reached for the small table 
lamp, but Holly said 'No, don't switch the light on, 
it's much calmer with just the darkness.' I sat on one 
sofa, Holly being sat on the other, and we chatted 
about all sorts. Holly had a real concern, as she was 
due to return to the southwest in four days, the baby 
was three days overdue at this point, and she was 
convinced that it wouldn't appear before she went home 
and that she'd miss the birth. I tried to reassure her 
as best I could, but had to be realistic, knowing the 
baby would be born when it was ready.

After about thirty minutes, Holly suddenly took me 
completely by surprise. 'Are you still good at giving 
massages,' she asked me. 'Yeah, but...' I started. 
'Don't worry, Len, what happened last time was a one 
off. A bloody good one off, but a one off.' I had 
mixed feelings. With her initial question, the 
memories of that night two years previously had 
flooded back, and my cock, which hadn't seen any 
action for about two months had started to grow. Her 
emphasis on the 'one off' was therefore a bit 
disappointing.

'Well?' Holly's question interrupted my thoughts. 
'Well what?' I asked. 'Are you still good at giving 
massages?' With Anne planning this second birth to be 
as natural as the first and a home birth, I had had 
plenty of practice of late, particularly as Anne was 
experiencing a lot of back pain. 'Yeah, I've been 
doing a lot of practice. Is it the same place as last 
time?' Holly laughed. 'Nice try young man, but you 
don't get my clothes off that easily. No, it's my 
shoulders. Any chance of a shoulder massage? It might 
help me get off to sleep as well.'

I agreed, so Holly came and sat on the floor between 
my legs, her back to me and started to relax, ready 
for her massage. She was wearing a silky 'kaftan' like 
thing, which she always wore in bed; so massaging her 
was quite easy, as the material was not very 
resistant.

After about ten minutes of this, neither of us 
speaking, Holly suddenly said 'Oh, that's the spot,' 
as my thumb hit a knot in her muscle. I gently worked 
my thumb over this spot, gradually feeling the knot 
lessen, to the point where Holly's head lolled back 
with the words, 'That is fantastic.'

Unfortunately, when her head went back, it was resting 
in my groin, which, as I've said, hadn't seen any 
action for about two months. My prick started to grow, 
despite my thinking about all sorts of unpleasant 
things. My mind kept coming back to the fact that 
Holly's head was in my groin and underneath her night 
attire she was probably naked. 

Because of this, I started to feel a little braver. I 
knew that the 'kaftan' had baggy sleeves, because I'd 
often noticed that it was possible to see the sides of 
Holly's breasts when she was in certain positions 
whilst wearing it. I let my hands slowly move down 
from her shoulders to the sleeve holes, amazed that 
Holly didn't seem to suspect anything or do anything 
to stop me. When I was in position, I gently caressed 
the sides of her tits where they met her ribs.

Holly immediately tensed and sat bolt upright. 'I said 
no!' She sounded pissed off. 'I trusted you to give me 
a massage and you try it on. Perhaps I should let my 
daughter, your pregnant wife, know the type of person 
that she's married to.'

I apologised and assured her that I didn't want Anne 
to find out, but also explained that I was only human, 
and that after two months I was feeling somewhat 
horny.

Holly laughed with the words 'That's not my problem. 
Maybe you should go and have a wank.' I started 
laughing at this, but what happened next confused me 
totally.

'Anyway, now that we've got that sorted,' said Holly, 
'What about finishing my shoulders?'

There was I, expecting Holly to put a stop completely 
to what had been happening, but instead she'd 
bollocked me, threatened to tell my wife, and then 
returned to the situation, sitting between my legs 
again.

I started again to gently massage her shoulders, and 
again she rested her head back into my groin. Again, 
the inevitable happened. This time, however, she was 
very slightly moving her head back and forth. At first 
I thought that I was imagining it, but she was 
definitely moving, her hair gently stimulating my 
rapidly growing cock.

'Holly,' I said, as calmly as I could. 'What?' She 
sounded all innocent. 'That's really not fair,' I 
said. My cock at this point had broken free of the 
dressing gown that I was wearing and was stabbing her 
in the back of her head. 'Don't you like it when 
mummy-in-law teases you? I thought after all this time 
you'd have been grateful'. She knew exactly what she 
was doing. This time it was my turn to be sensible. 'I 
think that we should stop before...' I said. 'Before 
what?' she replied.

All thoughts of being sensible evaporated. I adjusted 
my position and leaned forward, placing my hands 
inside her sleeves and grabbing a handful of her 
boobs. 'Before this'.

Holly took a deep breath and whispered 'Oh, my son-in-
law is being a very naughty boy, touching my titties 
like that. Oh you bastard!' The last part was said 
somewhat louder, as I had found both the nipples and 
was squeezing them between my thumbs and forefingers, 
at the same time kissing the back of her neck.

I continued to squeeze and roll the nipples around 
whilst kissing her neck, and then Holly started to let 
out little groans, and began to twitch. She suddenly 
brought her hand up and thrust two of her fingers into 
my mouth. It was then that I realised why she'd been 
twitching, because I could taste her cunt on her 
fingers. Whilst I'd been playing with her tits, she'd 
been frigging herself. The thought of this turned me 
on even more, and my cock was absolutely raging by 
now.

But not for long! We both heard it at the same time. 
It was movement, coming from the bedroom next door to 
the living room (we were living in a bungalow), the 
bedroom that I normally shared with Anne!

I whispered urgently 'Shit! It's Anne!' We'd been on 
the verge of getting carried away and had almost 
forgotten that she was still in the house!

Holly was surprisingly fast for a woman of 49, and was 
on the other sofa, nightclothes rearranged by the time 
the bedroom door opened and Anne appeared. She walked 
to the living room door and flicked on the light.

'What are you two up to? I thought you'd be in bed'. 
She had the bleary eyed look of someone who'd just 
woken.

Holly was the first to answer. 'Nothing dear, it was 
so hot that I couldn't sleep, then the heat woke Len 
up and we were just sat in here chatting. Do you want 
anything?' It sounded like she was stifling a laugh.

'Just some water please, Mum. Can you bring it in to 
me please? Len, when are you coming back to bed?'

Holly disappeared off to the kitchen whilst I assured 
Anne that I would be in shortly.

Anne leaned forward, kissed me on the cheek and asked 
me to go in quietly so that I didn't disturb her in 
case she was asleep, then went back to bed.

I went to the kitchen to top up my drink as I saw 
Holly vanish into my bedroom. I was still standing 
there, staring out of the window, when I heard 
movement behind me and felt two arms being wrapped 
around my waist and a body being pressed into my back. 
I knew that it had to be Holly, as Anne hadn't been 
able to get that close to me because of her 'bump' for 
weeks. This was confirmed when I heard the words 'That 
was fucking close!'

'You're telling me,' I replied. 'That was a fair turn 
of speed for an old lady,' I said jokingly. She 
pinched my arse, with the words 'Cheeky bastard!'

'What were you laughing at when you were fetching 
Anne's water?' I asked. Holly started giggling again. 
'I was laughing at the fact that you were trying to 
hide this,' she moved her hand down to my now limp 
dick, 'which was about four times its normal size.'

I started to laugh, then turned and kissed her gently 
on the lips. Holly brought her hand up and placed her 
fingers on my lips. 'Stop it! Anne's probably still 
awake,' she said. 'And I can still smell your pussy on 
your fingers,' I replied. I leant forward to kiss her 
again, but she squirmed out of the way and sat down at 
the kitchen table with the words 'Sit down and calm 
down, before I throw a bucket of cold water over you.'

I did as I was told and we sat there for about thirty 
minutes, talking about everything and anything, except 
what had just happened, by which stage it was almost 
1am. Suddenly, Holly looked up. 'Do you think the 
temperature's dropped?' She was right. It was a little 
cooler and felt less humid. Holly stood up, unlocked 
the kitchen door and opened it.

'It's starting to rain. That'll cool us off.' With 
that, she disappeared out into the back garden.

I went and looked out. It was starting to rain, but 
was one of those short summer showers. I stepped 
outside and immediately appreciated the cold rain 
hitting the bits of me that weren't encased in my 
dressing gown. As I walked down the garden (it was 
quite large) I couldn't see Holly. Suddenly, I spotted 
movement out of the corner of my eye, and Holly came 
skipping out like some sort of mad nymph on drugs, her 
'kaftan' plastered to her by the rain. As she ran past 
me, she lifted the hem of the garment, giving me a 
flash of her arse, before disappearing into the gloom 
again. Then she reappeared, this time giving me a full 
frontal flash of her hairy bush and large tits, again 
disappearing into the gloom.

I followed in the direction that she'd gone, and found 
her in a fairly secluded part of the garden next to 
the garden table and chairs. She was stood with her 
back to me, but looking over her shoulder. As I 
appeared, she pulled the 'kaftan' up to her waist, 
bent over, reaching back and pulling her buttocks 
apart, to expose her delightful twat, which I couldn't 
really make out in the gloom. She looked back and very 
seductively said 'I want your tongue in my pussy, and 
I want it in there now!'

I needed no second bidding. I dropped to my knees and 
pulled her buttocks further apart, thrusting my tongue 
into her inviting hole.

After a few minutes of tongue-fucking her, she started 
to thrust back into my face, and I guessed that she 
was on the verge of cumming, so I sucked her erect 
clit into my mouth and gentled nibbled on it. She went 
absolutely wild, thrashing around, so much so that she 
knocked me over. 

'Don't fucking stop now! Finish me!' She commanded. I 
was just getting off the ground and had the vision 
that hardened further my already stiff cock. My 
mother-in-law, naked from the waist down, bent over 
the table, biting of her left hand to stop her from 
screaming (it may have been the early hours of the 
morning, but her screaming 'I'm Cumming!' would 
definitely have woken the neighbours) and three 
fingers of her right hand thrusting in and out of her 
sopping wet pussy.

Suddenly, her legs seemed to buckle and she dropped to 
her knees, removing her hand from between her legs, 
but rocking backwards and forwards and whimpering. She 
looked up at me, and asked 'Why didn't you finish me?' 
I told her that it was because she's knocked me over. 
'Well don't let it happen this time,' she said, 
pulling me towards her, opening my dressing gown and 
almost completely swallowing my cock. She bobbed her 
head back and forth for about a minute then stood and 
bent over the table again, pulling her buttocks apart. 
'Get your cock in my cunt now, and fuck me!' she 
commanded.

I slid straight in and started thrusting as deep as I 
could. Holly reached down and grabbed the 'kaftan' and 
stuffed it into her mouth to stifle her cries as my 
engorged prick hammered into her, and I felt her 
fingers of her free hand tickling my balls and her 
swollen clit. 

I knew that I couldn't last long, as it had been so 
long, and after about two minutes, I felt the cum 
start to rise. I leaned forward and told Holly that I 
was going to cum very soon. Her reply almost put me 
off my stroke, as she ordered me to put my finger up 
her arse.

I did as I was asked, my forefinger thrusting half way 
into her arse as my cock thrust all the way into her 
pussy, my cum gradually building up to what I knew was 
going to be a very intense climax.

Holly was thrusting back to meet my thrusts, her cries 
and moans being stifled by the material in her mouth. 
Suddenly, she pulled the material out and said 'Put 
two fingers into my arse and push them all the way 
in!' This was said in such a guttural way (almost as 
if she was possessed) that I did exactly that. I 
thrust the two fingers into her all the way, wiggling 
them as I did so, and filling her with prick at the 
same time. She began to thrash about again and I knew 
that she was on the verge of her climax. 

I pulled my cock almost all the way out of her cunt 
and my fingers almost all the way out of her arse, 
then thrust them back in to the hilt at the same time. 
Holly's body went completely rigid, holding my prick 
and fingers tight and my spunk spurted deep into her.

My climax and hers seemed to last for hours before 
Holly relaxed and I was able to pull out my cock and 
fingers. The next thing that Holly did left me 
speechless. She stood, turned around and sat on the 
edge of the table, with her legs spread wide, then, 
whilst looking straight at me, placed three fingers of 
her hand into her freshly fucked pussy and scooped out 
some of the mixture of our juices, before placing the 
fingers in her mouth. She then pulled me towards her 
and gave me a long lingering kiss, her tongue seeming 
to explore every inch of my mouth. 

For the second time in my life I tasted my own cum, 
but this time mixed with the taste of the woman that I 
had just fucked. She moved her mouth away from me, put 
her arms around me, and whispered in my ear 'That was 
fucking incredible. I just hope it's that good next 
time.' I was completely taken aback. 'Next time?' 'Oh 
yes. After that fucking, I want your cock in my cunt 
again.' 'But you stopped me earlier.' Holly laughed. '
 That's my trouble, no willpower.'

We walked back up to the house, the two of us soaked 
to the skin by a mixture of sweat and the rain that 
was still falling, and dried off before going to our 
separate beds after another long, very passionate 
kiss.

Unlike the first time, Holly didn't act as if nothing 
had happened this time. Whenever she thought she could 
get away with it, she groped my arse or cock, even if 
Anne was in the same room and I returned the favour by 
grabbing her tits or arse whenever the opportunity 
arose.

Unfortunately, we didn't get a chance to repeat our 
session during the remainder of her visit, and Holly 
returned to the southwest four days after I had fucked 
her so hard in our garden. The day after she left, her 
second grandson was born, but when I phoned her to 
tell her, although she was very disappointed to have 
missed the birth, 'You filling my cunt with your cum, 
partially makes up for it'.

To be continued?

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