Last Friday, my wife, Shruti and I got a drink for ourselves and settled on the couch for an OTT movie.
In no time, we were into our 4th and real tipsy. From nowhere, a silly conversation escalated into an argument. Alcohol had taken its toll on both of us that we forgot my mother-in-law was home.
Shruti reminded me of Jasmine and our relationship, and I yelled back how she fucked Shiva in our bedroom and moaned in front of me. Her mother was not asleep and had heard everything we shouted.
A couple of days later, I was alone at home with my mother-in-law when she came into the hall for a conversation. We discussed the usual family gossip, and then in a subtle way, she asked me who Jasmine was.
I was shocked and couldn’t say a word when she told me she overheard Shruti and me the other day. Eventually, I had to confess. I told her I was not having a physical relationship with Shruti for a long time. So when a lady approached me, I slipped.
She was disappointed but shocked when I told her about Shruti and Shiva and how my wife took revenge on me. My mother-in-law is in her early 50s very fair and above average body. She had lost her husband in the early years of marriage and had dedicated her life to family.
I always had a friendly relationship with her and felt she was open-minded compared to others of her age. In our conversation, I explained what I did with Jasmine and how she went abroad, Then what Shruti did, her slutty avatar to prove a point.
I played the victim card, pointing out I was starving for sexual intercourse and my wife did not satisfy my needs. Within the flow of the conversation, I also said I would continue to accept any approaches since Shruti and I were not in any physical relationship. That, in fact, was not entirely true.
My mother-in-law was concerned for us. She was of the opinion that marriage shouldn’t break, and we have to compromise and move forward. She made a drink for me and sat back on the couch for further conversation.
After a couple of drinks and emotional conversations, I held her hand and almost cried, sharing the pain of not getting love. To my surprise, she took my hand and kissed me. My eyes were glued to hers.
I don’t know where I gathered the courage, but I leaned forward to kiss her. She came closer to me on the couch, and our lips touched. With the alcohol and the emotional theater I was in, I latched on to her lips.
I kissed her hard, and she responded by opening her lips, and our tongues met. Our mouths were dancing, our tongues rubbing onto each other. My dick was getting hard.
I consciously kept the glass aside and pulled my dick out of my shorts. We were still kissing. Her eyes were closed when I held her hand and kept it on my dick, continuing the kiss. She got the hint, and in no time, she was stroking my dick.
We continued this for a good 20 minutes when I came in her hands. My warm cum was all over her palm, and she wiped it on her maxi. I was hungry and wanted more. I wanted to fuck her and make her scream.
I stood up, pulled her closer to me to kiss, and lifted her maxi while kissing. Age had taken over her body. There were wrinkles, and her boobs inside the bra were saggy. Her tummy had extra fat dropping down, and her panties were loosely worn.
I turned her around and, kissed her neck, unhooked her bra. She was standing semi-nude with just panties. Her boobs were in my hand, me massaging them from behind. I pushed her panties down, which came out without any resistance. I held her closer to me and walked to my bed.
She sat on the bed, and I undressed. My dick was flaccid with a drop of cum still hanging on it. Without any hesitancy, she took it in her mouth along with the cum. It felt good. My dick was growing in her mouth with each blow she gave.
In another couple of minutes, I was hard again. When it was hard, she pulled my dick out. She spat on her fingers and ran them over her vagina. It was clean with no hair but not the prettiest I have seen. She laid back, spreading her legs, and in no time, I was in her.
I fucked her for five minutes, but it was not satisfying. Her pussy was big for my dick, and I wanted something tight. I made her turn around, grabbed my lube and applied it to her ass.
She didn’t say no nor give any response, but she knew I was going there. A couple of fingers inside her ass, well-lubricated, I pushed my dick in. All I felt was a twitch from her, but I had a rhythm in no time. I ass fucked her until I came inside.
I was exhausted and dropped dead on the bed. The drunk me wanted a bit more fun. I asked her to suck my dick again, and she agreed. While she was giving me a blowjob, I asked her to take my balls in her mouth. A bit hairy, but I always keep it clean.
At one point, my dick and balls were in her mouth. Her saliva was all over her body, my dick, the bed. It was a mess. Her saggy boobs were dangling, and occasionally I was pinching her nipples.
The most exciting moment was when she further went down and licked my ass hole. It was my first, never had I ever got rimming, and at her age, she was a pro. She took the lube and slowly inserted a finger in my ass. It went in smooth.
But when the second finger went in and touched my prostate, I had an explosion in her mouth. My whole body was shaking, an orgasm unlike anything I had ever felt.
We dressed up before others were supposed to be home and what left me excited was when she said, “Come to me when you need. Don’t look outside this house.”