Forbidden lust-in-law pt 2 (Mf)

James watched as his shaft slid in to Kim’s bald pussy. She felt tight around his cock and penetrating her almost made him cum. Kim lie naked on her back underneath him with her hands pulling her fit legs apart for him. Her torso glistened in sweat like when he used to stare at her as she changed her jersey after a soccer game. Her small nipples on her perky tits were erect, her entire body heaved as she worked tirelessly to keep quiet to avoid waking her sister, James’ wife Sara up. Or her parents for that matter.

On his knees between her legs, James felt the sack of his testicles rub against Kim’s labia. He was fully in. He had wanted to fuck her bareback but common sense ruled and he wrapped his cock in a ribbed Trojan. He did not want to explain to Sara why Kim’s bastard son looked just like James. He was living dangerously at the moment but not that dangerously.

Forbidden lust-in-law (Mf)

James’ felt the nylon of Kim’s Nike shorts tug against his knuckles as he slid his hands the last millimeter up the back of her thighs and onto both of the soft cheeks of her ass.

Kim tensed up and turned to face him as James reassured her, “Relax, it’s okay”. Her dark brown eyes wavered between him and the door for a second, then she lowered them and put her head back down against the blanket. She inhaled deeply then released the last bit of hesitation from her body.

James continued up her shorts until his hands were no longer visible in the dark room. He pushed up towards her back with his palms and pulled the lower part of her cheeks apart with his thumbs, allowing him to feel the warmness radiate from between her legs.

The tips of his fingers brushed against the waistband of her panties, as he rubbed. Her skin was cooler than he’d imagine, but each second his hands grabbed her ass she warmed up. With his right hand he grabbed a bunch of the cloth of her panties and tugged. With his left palm he traced down her crack until he hit the crotch of her shorts.

[Mf][memoir][underage][mast][oral] The Renter #1

This is the story about how I found myself renting the extra bedroom at my ex-step-grandmother, Nana’s house in rural Iowa.

Nana was with with my Pepaw for 20 years. Their house was the destination for all my family in Iowa. My half-sister, Summer, and I would often stay there for sleepovers. The house was a safe haven from our religious nut parents, my dad was really hard on Summer, and Nana had lax rules.

One day our mom dropped a bomb on us, Nana and Pepaw were getting divorced. Summer and I burst into tears immediately. When we finally calmed down my mom explained in the simplest way that they had a falling out over some long lost relative, and Nana made a choice.

Immediately Summer and I went over to Nana’s house. It was a beautiful Victorian on top of a hill in northern Iowa, surrounded by beautiful pink blossoming trees. We had driven up her long driveway so many times, we took it for granted that that night would be our last to see it.