My Mother-in-Law
By Karl C

Chapter 1

I have always liked older women, especially heavy big-breasted women.  I know 
that young boys often lust for a mature lady but most of them outgrow the 
desire.  I never did, and although I am now in my 60s, I know I never will.

When I was 32, my wife and the children would spend summers away from NYC on 
Cape Cod.  We rented a home there each year and I would usually fly up on 
weekends.
I stayed in our New York apartment and worked during the week.  I had a 
beautiful co-worker that I fucked regularly most weeknights, but by the 
beginning of July, I was tiring of her.  It was not that she didn’t screw the 
daylights out of me, or ever fail to let me suck and tongue her delicious pussy 
before we fucked.  It was just that I was missing something special in the 
relationship.

What I was missing was my mother-in-law.

Melanie’s mother was about 50, maybe 51.  Maud was from France originally and 
she still had an accent.  About 5’6”, huge melon-shaped tits, chubby but sexy 
legs, and she had an earthy manner. Melanie looked like her, but Mel didn’t have 
the same “Fuck me if you dare” aura about her that Maud gave off.  Maud was 
divorced when Mel was a little girl but she had many boyfriends, many of them. I 
could see why.  

Maud came and cooked for me while Melanie and the kids were gone.  She stayed in 
the children’s bedroom.

I used to watch her cook in the kitchen.  She moved her ass in ways that always 
gave me a hard cock and when she would face me, I couldn’t help but stare at 
those wonderful tits.  She was a first-rate French cook and loved to serve me 
because I always asked for seconds.  At dinner or breakfast, we talked about the 
kids, or what she was going to do the next day, or whether I would like coq au 
vin again next week.  After dinner, I would usually walk to my office worker’s 
apartment for some fucking, but, as I said, I was getting bored with that 
relationship.  I would get home around midnight.

One night at dinner, Maud asked, “Karl, where do you go after dinner?”

“Well,” I began to stammer a little, “I…I go to a friend’s house.”

“Why don’t you have him here for dinner,” she said.  “I can just as easily cook 
for three people.”

I guess I made the decision exactly then to try for it.  I was terribly nervous 
but I wanted to fuck Maud so badly that I just had to go for it.  I had only six 
more weeks of summer freedom and I needed to make my move now.

“Actually, Maud, it’s a woman.

Maud was visibly shaken.  I knew she wouldn’t speak first, so I went for it.

“I’m sorry, but while Melanie is away, I need sex.  I wouldn’t go out if I had 
something here at home but I can only do it with Melanie on weekends and I have 
to have sex every night.”  (This, of course, was a lie.  I didn’t screw Melanie 
during the week anymore, and not often when I went to The Cape for a weekend.)

“But Karl, what you are doing is adultery.  It’s not right.”

“Well,” I said, looking directly at her tits and then to her lips, “Maybe we can 
keep it in the family.  I don’t really have to go out if I had you to help me.”

Maud was clearly upset.  I could see that she was beginning to breathe strongly 
and she was in a dilemma.  I rescued her.

“Look, Maud, I’ll stay at home tonight if you will just try it one time.”  I got 
up from the table and kissed her lightly on the lips.  She pulled back

“Oh Karl, I don’t know what to say.  I’m old enough to be your mother.  In fact, 
I’m your mother-in-law and a fat old lady as well.  I can’t say you are not 
attractive, because you are, but my daughter’s husband…?”

“I came directly to the point.  “Do I go out or stay in?  It’s up to you Maud.”

She put her head down, hesitated, and said almost inaudibly, “Stay here, Karl.”

“What,” I said.  “Say it again, louder.  Will you go to bed with me?”  

“Yes, Karl, I will do whatever you say, if only for Melanie.”

I didn’t mind her last remark.  Maud needed self-justification and I knew it 
would only be a matter of one hour or less together before she would totally 
forget Mel and think only of her own sexual needs.

This time I put my face down to her lips and kissed her hard.  I stuck out my 
tongue and got rewarded when she opened her mouth.  Our tongues met.  I had also 
put one hand 
under her apron and felt one of the big tits that I lusted after.  Even through 
her dress, I could feel her nipple harden as I squeezed. With my other hand, I 
untied her apron and let it drop.

“Let’s go,” I said.  She stood up and I kissed her again with real passion.  Her 
body was against mine and I grabbed her big fine ass and pulled her into my very 
hard cock.  I moved my hips around to let her know that I wanted her badly.  I 
took her to my bedroom and sat her on the bed.  Now that the reality of what was 
about to occur gave her second thoughts.

“Do you think this is right, Karl?  I mean, are we breaking the law?

“Oh Maud, what we do together belongs only to us.  No one will ever know.  Now 
just relax and enjoy my need for you.  Now please undress.”

“I guess I have to, but I feel terribly sinful about this, Karl.”

She took off her blouse as I unzipped her skirt. Her brassiere was the biggest I 
have ever seen and I nearly shot in my pants as I reached for those globes.  I 
undid the clasp and saw who the Wyoming mountain range, “The Grande Tetons” must 
have been named after.  They were enormous and I was on the nipples with my lips 
and teeth almost before they were released.  The big nubs were as big as the tip 
of my little finger and they became hard almost immediately, as hard as my 
prick.  She couldn’t help emitting a slight moan.  Meanwhile, I lifted her half 
slip and looked down at stockings, garters and white panties that were beginning 
to glisten at he crotch.  

I wanted that sloppy dripping cunt.  

“Lie back, Maud, and let me do it all.”

My hands replaced my lips on her nipples and, still in my T-shirt and pants, I 
slid down to the side of the bed and between her legs.  Her panties were soaked 
and I pulled them down, smelling those familiar fragrant mature pussy odors that 
I had come to love in every older woman I had ever sucked and fucked. 

What I saw in front of my face was a huge patch of black hair surrounding a 
bulging, sopping pussy.  I simply could not wait.  I saw her clit, latched on to 
it with my lips, and tongued it.  This so alarmed Maud that she attempted to 
pull back.  But there was no place to go.

“Oh Karl, I… I didn’t know you were going to do that…Why do you want 
to?…oh....Oh my goodness… Mon Dieu…” My lips were glued to her large hard 
clitoris and I used my trumpet playing experience to move my tongue rapidly 
around and across the delightful female cock.  Meanwhile my two thumbs and first 
fingers were working her nipples.  I knew she could not hold out much longer.

“Karl, don’t…” The climax was building. “Karl, Oh Oooooh….Oui…OH YES!!!” 

“Oh, I think…OH, I am…OH, just a little more…OHHHH, I’m…I’M…Oh God…I’m 
CUUUMMMMMING!!!”

I have never seen a female orgasm actually produce fluids, and from a woman who 
was over 50 besides.  She bucked, she screamed, she shook, and she delivered cum 
liquids out of her cunt for, it seemed, a full minute.  It turned me on 
completely and I couldn’t undress fast enough.

“Quickly, Karl, fuck me!  Give me cock!!  Fast!!!  I teased her clit momentarily 
with my hard cock and she screamed, “PUT IT IN YOU AND FUCK!!!

I got on top of her, entered her and began to fuck her slowly.  I had grabbed 
her fat ass and kissed her open mouth.  Her tongue worked like fury unleashed.  
She broke the kiss.

“Faster,” she yelled.  “DO IT FASTER!”  

I started to speed up my thrusts and latched my mouth on to hers once again.  
Her cunt was not small, but it was well lubricated and I could give twisting 
pushes as deeply as my 8 inches could go.  I could not resist.  I moved my right 
hand around to her asshole and tickled at it.  It was soaking wet.  She broke 
the kiss once again.

“Oh baby, that feels so good.” 

I took this as my invitation to put my finger up her ass.  I started in and Maud 
let out such a cry of pleasure I had never heard before or since. 

“EEEEEEE…OHHHHHH…SHEEEEEET.

She had cum again and I was not far behind.  The effect of her screams and 
feeling my finger touch my cock through her vagina and rectum walls was making 
me lose control.  

“OH Maud!!!” I yelled.  I can’t wait.  Here it comes. 

“MOUTH, baby.”

As soon as I heard her words I knew what she wanted.  I rapidly pulled out of 
her pussy and sat on her big tits, my cock in her face, already starting to 
spurt up her nose.  She opened her mouth and I got it in just before my second 
shot.  I lifted up off her tits and put my arms onto the bed above her head so I 
could move down on her face.  She struggled to get more cock inside her mouth, 
but our position allowed only about 4” inside it, sliding in and out.  It was 
enough.  I gave her shot after load and she gobbled it down as if it was ice 
cream.  When I was through, she just wouldn’t let go.  She kept moving her head 
up and down, trying to keep me hard.  I was not yet ready, so I pulled out and 
let out a disapproving cry.

“Oh Karl, can’t we keep doing it some more?  I want more”

“Soon, Maud, very soon.  But first get me a glass of water to get me refreshed.”

I watched my 50-year-old mother-in-law get up, tits bouncing, ass wiggling, move 
her wonderful body to the kitchen.  She returned with a glass in one hand and a 
wine bottle in the other.

“This is what we French use to recuperate,” she said.   And she was right.

 Chapter 2

We fucked for a good part of the night.  I had her blow me, I fucked her up the 
ass (which she positively loved), and we did a 69 with her on top.  When we 
awoke in the morning, she kissed me and wanted more.  I told her that I’d love 
to but that I had an important Friday meeting at 8 AM but that I would be 
thinking about her all day.

“I’ll be home as soon as I can, but I want to stop and buy you a small gift 
first.”

She kissed me goodbye, as wet a kiss as one can receive.

And I did think about her, especially her big, beautiful, earthy, body, for most 
of the afternoon. God, how I wanted to fuck her again.

I stopped by a lingerie store at 4 PM.  I told the sales lady that I wanted to 
buy a black garter belt, matching black stockings, and a matching bra for my 
girlfriend.  I said they need to fit a size 18 frame.  I think she thought they 
were for me but when I told her that my lady was 5’ 6’’,  (I am 6’4’’) she 
changed her mind.

I got home as soon as I could, cabbing it instead of the subway.  When I opened 
the door I called, “Maud, I’m home.  Come here.”  I could hardly believe my 
eyes: there was Maud in a red peignoir, 4” red heels, red stockings and corset 
to match.  Does a heavy, 50-year-old woman look silly in such an outfit?  Some 
may think so, but I got rock hard in an instant and I wanted her so badly that a 
tear came to my eyes.  I kissed her and kissed her.  I presented my presents.  
She opened them and then she too started crying.  

“Oh Karl, she said sobbing.  They’re beautiful.  I wear them for you tomorrow, 
but now you are mine.”  She stopped crying, wiped her eyes, and said in a 
seductive and uncertain tone, “Now, you wonderful mother-in-lawfucker, you must 
rip the living bejesus out of me.  Fuck my nose if you can get it in.”

After a couple of hours, my wife, Melanie, called from the Cape.  Maud was 
sucking my cock when I answered.

“Hi, Karl, you coming up tonight or tomorrow?”

Well, Mel, I said, I have to help the president at a conference here on 
Saturday.  I don’t think I can make it this weekend.”  Maud didn’t miss a suck 
stroke.

“Well, I guess that’s OK, but the kids will miss you…Mom taking care of you all 
right?”

Maud sucked as if I had the only prick left on Earth...or Mars, or in the 
universe.

“She’s doing just fine…UH…just fine.”

“You OK?  You sound funny.”

“I’m sorry I can’t cum, Mel,” I lied.  “Sorry, but I’ve got to… OH…hang up. 
MMMM…bye.”