[MF] True Story: passion interrupted, a dream come true, infatuation persists. Sex with my Mother-in-law

It happened nine years ago.

But first, a little background.

I met my wife was I was 23 and she was 22. When we met, we both had just started graduate school, and she was still living at home with her parents.

The first time that I picked her up for a date at her parent’s house, I met her mother. For the story only, I’ll call her mother, Sandy.

Sandy was tall, lean, thin, and well-groomed. Perfectly done hair, nails, and just a little bit of makeup. Sandy was around 49 years old, but she looked like she was in her 20s. Even today, I remember the casual outfit Sandy was wearing the first time I met her. She had on light-wash jeans and a white crew-neck t-shirt. Her outfit was casual, but I had this instant physical attraction to her. Since I always had a thing for mature women, I didn’t think much of the attraction, and my (now) wife and I went on our date.

Over the years, my relationship with Sandy grew friendly. However, a tinge of awkwardness always hovered when she and I were around each other because my attraction had grown to an insatiable sexual desire for Sandy.

I can remember staring at Sandy: her dirty blonde hair, her tan skin, her bright bedroom eyes that danced between hazel, green, and blue, her high cheek bones, her tiny chin, and her nose, which kind of reminded me of Sarah Jessica Parker’s nose, and it worked perfectly on Sandy’s gorgeous face.

I remember Sandy being so self-conscious and insecure about her nose. No doubt an insecurity caused by lack of attentiveness and compliments from her drunk idiot husband. He only spoke about himself and his interests, he never had an actual conversation with Sandy or asked her questions. She was, and still is, a caretaker and roommate. But her nose was perfect and really gave her face and appearance that extra *oompf* that made her face unbelievably sexy.

So fast forward 9 years.

I was 29, and my mother-in-law, Sandy, was 55. My wife and I had been married around four years at the time.

Both my wife and I grew up in the NE, but after we both finished graduate school, we moved down to the South for a few years. We had our first born while we lived down South.

We bought a little house down there, and I would email or text with Sandy once in awhile.

Sandy was self-employed, and she could take care of her business remotely, so she would fly down to visit and stay with my wife and I from time to time.

My wife and I worked different schedules, so often, I’d find myself alone with Sandy from time to time. The conversations and one-on-one times were awkward, a tension built in the air around us filled with sexual tension, neither of us ready to admit it.

Well, on one of Sandy’s trips, after my wife and I put the baby to bed, we all stayed up and had a few drinks. Eventually, my wife turned in because she had work the next day. However, Sandy and myself stayed outside talking.

Sandy opened up a lot. She told me that she was frustrated in her marriage, and she told me how lucky my wife was. I was a pretty good looking kid, and I dressed nicely, and always smelled good, so I had a lot of confidence, and Sandy told me all of this. She also told me that in the early days of her marriage, her husband would cheat. She told that at the time, her husband needed viagra just to get an erection, and that she didn’t orgasm when Sandy and her husband had sex, and she felt ignored by him.

Well, one thing led to another, and Sandy and I kissed. When we stopped, she said “I’m too old for you.” I told her that she’s gorgeous and I was so attracted to her. She told me that she was attracted to me also. Shortly after, my wife got up to see if I was coming to bed, so I turned in. I fucked the hell out of my wife that night, and I imagined she was her mom. Without a doubt, Sandy was able to hear the bed slamming, the mattress bouncing, and her daughter moaning.

The next day, my wife left for work, and I was off, so it was just Sandy and me and the baby.

Around nap time, I put my child in the crib for a nap, and came back out to Sandy. I remember literally walking around with a very obvious hard on, Sandy would glance at it.

I asked Sandy if she wanted to take a shot, and she did, so she and I did a shot. And talked. She eventually hugged me. So I kissed her.

Her mouth was wet and I could feel my kiss rally a passion in her long forgotten.

“I’m too old for you,” she said.

“You’re perfect,” I responded, “but I’ll stop.”

“No, don’t,” she told me.

I took her by the hand, and we went into the guest room.

We kissed some more. Sandy’s mouth tasted perfect, her lips soft, her mouth warm and wanting more.

I lifted Sandy’s shirt. I didn’t remove her shirt or bra, just pulled one tit out. I felt an extreme surge of testosterone and sex when I saw Sandy’s perfect b-cup tit with a long thick nipple fully erect.

I couldn’t stand it any longer. I asked Sandy if she wanted me to stop, and she said no, so I pulled off my jeans and she held my throbbing rock hard cock. As she held it, she stared in my eyes and said “love me.”

I wish I could have savored the moment, and been a patient lover, but years of an extreme sexual attraction to Sandy built in my cock and surged in throughout my body.

I ripped Sandy’s jeans and undies off in one fell swoop.

She had a perfect pussy, tiny lips, a tiny clit, a thin landing strip, she smelled and looked delicious. Her pussy was fully aroused.

I took a fat slow lick of her clit, and Sandy moaned and said, “oh God.” I couldn’t wait.

I climbed on top of her, and I thrusted my cock deep into her. “Oh God,” she moaned again with pleasure pouring from her voice.

Just at that moment, the baby monitor went off, and the baby woke up. I knew I had to grab the baby, so I thrusted hard a couple more times and emptied a huge load into Sandy.

The moment I longed for all those years, abruptly cut short.

Sandy and I never spoke about that time. I still feel a sexual tension around her, but we don’t email or text anymore.

I always want one more uninterrupted chance with Sandy. A chance to eat her slowly and drink in her naked body as she squirts on my face and quivers with orgasm. A chance to fuck Sandy with my big hard cock, to fuck her hard and deep and feel her pussy contract with orgasm on my cock, and have her drink her pussy juice and drink my massive load of cum as she sucks me to completion. I want to suck her long thick nipples, kiss her mouth and lick her perfect tight asshole.

Sadly, I doubt I’ll ever get that chance. But I’d love to know if Sandy ever thinks about it.

Sandy is 64 now, and by the end of summer she’ll be 65. She’s still gorgeous with a perfect face and body. Beautiful hair, lips, eyes, and nose. Until this day, when I’m around her, my sexual appetite becomes insatiable and I just want to lose control and fill Sandy with passionate orgasms over and over, and tell her, “I’ll love you.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/o0do2d/mf_true_story_passion_interrupted_a_dream_come