Posted on Tuesday 30 December 2008
Blonde, blue-eyed, 4ft 11inches at 100 pounds, 34-21-35 and legs to diefor. My wife? Hell no - my mother-in-law, and for the last year she has been doing her absolute best to fuck my brains out. And three years ago this same woman hated my guts because I was going to marry her daughter and she did not consider me good enough for her baby. Why the change of heart? Well, that’s the story. It was a dismal day in October, one of those days when the weather can’tmake up its mind whether it wants to rain or snow. My wife was at work and I was at home trying to fix the washing machine. After spending an hour looking for the tools I needed and not finding them, I remembered that my father-in-law had borrowed them and, apparently, not brought them back. Ordinarily I would have called him and had him bring them back, but he was out of town. Since my wife had the car I was going to have to walk the three blocks to the in-laws place and get them. I was not looking forward to it. Three blocks in a drizzling rain with the prospect of seeing Madeline at the end of it was something I could do without. Madeline had taken an instant dislike to me the first time we met and in the three years since had not warmed to me one little bit. Nearing her house I saw two young guys come out the front door,obviously in a good mood and giving each other high-fives. Curious I thought, but put it out of my mind as I walked around to the back of the garage and let myself in. Turning on the light I went through Sam’s (my father-in-law) toolbox, searched the workbench, and even looked under Madeline’s car, but I couldn’t locate my missing tools. They must be in the basement, I thought, and I wondered if I could get in and out of the house without Madeline even knowing I’d been there. The door from the garage opened onto a landing and stairs went up to the kitchen and down into the basement. If no one was in the kitchen I would have it made. I eased open the door and peeked into the kitchen - no one there, so far so good. I was on the landing and easing the door closed behind me when a loud scream echoed through the house, “Fuck me. Oh Jesus fuck me!” It scared the hell out of me. I stood still on the landing and listenedand I could make out a woman’s voice, “oh god oh god oh yes do it do it fuck me baby fuck me.” I should have turned around and got the hell out of there, but curiosity got the better of common sense and I tip toed up the stairs and slowly made my way toward the sounds. The kitchen was off the dining room, which was, in turn, off the living room and from the kitchen you could look through the dining room and see most of the living room. I took a cautious peek around the doorjamb and saw a sight that gave me an instant erection. Madeline, clad in only high heels, was bent forward over the back of the sofa sucking the cock of a man who lay on it while another guy was fucking her from the rear. Now I knew why those two guys had left the house in such a good mood. The man lying on the sofa reached up and grabbed the back of Madeline’s head and pulled her tight into his crotch and in seconds I saw white fluid leaking out of the corner of Madeline’s mouth. The guy held her in place until he was limp, then he released her, got up and got dressed. “See you guys back at work” he said as he headed for the front door. Another man appeared from the right side of the living room (he musthave been sitting in the armchair) and dropped his pants. He lay down on the sofa and Madeline immediately went for his erect cock. I watched for five minutes as the guy behind kept pounding into her; each forward thrust would take her feet off the floor and when he pulled back they would touch the floor again. Finally the man behind her pumped his load into her pussy (I found out later that it wasn’t her pussy - she was taking it up the old Hershey Highway) pulled out and started to get dressed. He too said: “See you at work” and left. The guy lying on the sofa pulled her over the back of the sofa, movedbetween her legs and started to fuck her. Madeline was tossing her head from side to side and I heard, “oh god fuck me fuck me fuck me.” She reached up and grabbed the man’s ass cheeks and pulled him to her and then let out a guttural cry as an orgasm rocked her body, then she fell back and the tenseness left her body and she let her lover finish. Her… Read the rest of Madeline
Author: Just Plain Bob
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