Wife Helps Husband Flash, Ch. 01
Wife helps hubby flash her mom, sister, & friend.
Author’s Note:
This is a true story as told me by Paul to write for him about his wife Maryanne who is a compulsive shopper. Teaching her a lesson for racking up credit card debt after he just paid off her credit cards, as his payback, he enlisted her help to flash his naked, erect prick to her mother, her sister, and her best friend. With her no longer giving her husband sex, he made a deal with his wife to help him expose himself.
After racking up thousands of dollars in credit card debt and paying it off, Paul cut up all of her credit cards. Unbeknownst to him, Maryanne applied for new credit cards behind his back and had already charged another $15,000 in credit card debt. Once he discovered her hidden purchases, after paying off her credit card debt again, he cut up all of her new credit cards again and forbid her to apply for anymore credit cards.
“If you apply for another credit card, the bill is your responsibility. I’m done paying for your compulsive shopping debts,” he said. “You don’t even need most of this stuff. You have lots of clothes, most of it unworn and with the tags still on them. You have dozens of shoes. You only have two feet,” he said. “I have five pair of shoes, my black, dress shoes, my brown, dress shoes, my sneakers, my work boots, and my winter boots.”
Then, he thought of a plan where they both could enjoy their passions. Her passion was shopping and his passion was sex. Namely, with him an exhibitionist, he enjoyed exposing himself to unsuspecting women while making his exhibitionism look unintentional and/or accidental. He masturbated later while recalling their reactions to seeing his naked, erect prick.
“I’ll tell you what. While allowing me to flash your mother, your sister, and or your best friend, if any one of them is willing to have sex with me, I’ll allow you to apply for a new credit card. If two of them agree to have sex with me, I’ll allow you to apply for two new credit cards. If all three of them agree to have sex with me, I’ll allow you to apply for three new credit cards.
# # #
Wife Helps Husband Flash, Ch. 01
Payback is a bitch. After charging shoes and clothing that she really didn’t need, merchandise that Maryanne didn’t tell him that she charged on three, new credit cards, her husband, Paul, retaliated against his wife. Having already paid her credit card debt once before, done paying off all of their credit card debt again, hiding her purchases from her husband, Paul didn’t know that his wife had charged another $15,000 in new credit card debt.
“What’s all this,” I asked when I opened my wife’s closet while looking for wrapping paper?
Stuffed in the back of the closet, I pulled out shopping bag after shopping bag filled with clothes and shoes. All of the tags were still on her new purchases. She had so many clothes and shoes that she could open her own clothing and shoe store. A tall brunette with big brown eyes, modest, B cup breasts, and a nice ass, seemingly, with her free to spend all of my money, this is the price I paid to have such an attractive wife.
“Where did you get all of this,” I asked looking at her while wondering if she had stolen it? “How did you pay for all of these purchases,” I asked looking from the shopping bags to look at my wife in shock and in anger? “They must have cost thousands of dollars.”
Maryanne quickly stuffed her shopping bags back in the closet, turned off her closet light, and closed her closet door. Clearly, she was embarrassed by her shopping addiction and that her husband had discovered her secret stash of merchandise so soon. Driven to do so, she was ashamed that she bought so much clothing and shoes that she didn’t need.
“I charged it,” she said in a soft and fearful voice.
I made a face. Not understanding how she could buy so much merchandise, I looked at her as if she was lying. Lying came easy to her whenever she was trying to hide her compulsive shopping. Whether lying about the price or when she bought it, she was always lying about whatever she bought.
“You charged it? You don’t have any credit cards. How could you charge anything after I cut up all of our credit cards,” he asked?
Not looking up at her husband, clearly as uncomfortable as she was embarrassed and ashamed, she stared down at her feet. She could return it but happy with her purchases, she spent so much time carefully shopping that she seldom returned anything. Practically living in the dressing rooms of stores, whenever she went shopping, she was gone for hours.
“Because we had no credit card debt, I continued receiving credit card offers in the mail. Ignoring most of them, I applied for three of them,” she said with a shrug. “I only applied for the really good ones. I only applied for the deferred interest ones with no payments until next year,” she said with pride as if she was a shrewd business woman instead of a sucker.
# # #
Done paying off her credit card charges, Paul stared at his wife with anger.
“Give me the credit cards, all of them,” he said. “Give them to me now.”
She removed the credit cards from her wallet and handed them to him. So that she couldn’t order any more merchandise online or over the phone, he cut them up in pieces too small to piece together. He was done paying for her compulsive spending for things that she didn’t need, didn’t even want, and that remained in the closet with the tags still attached.
“Once I pay these credit card bills, I don’t want to see you make another purchase unless you’re paying cash with your own money,” he said.
She looked at her husband with fear.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I couldn’t help myself. I have a hard time passing up bargains.
Paul looked at his wife with anger.
“Bargains? Your so-called bargains cost me thousands of dollars in interest each year,” said Paul. “Your so-called bargains are no bargains at all. They’re a total waste of my money.”
Maryanne looked at her husband with sad eyes.
“I promise not to apply for another credit card,” said Maryanne.
He laughed at his wife.
“Oh, no. You’re not getting off that easy,” he said. “I don’t trust you not to buy anything else. You can’t help yourself from spending my money,” he said. “Compulsive shopping is your addiction.”
She looked at her husband with foreboding.
“What do you mean by I’m not getting off that easy? What are you going to do? Are you going to divorce me over a few credit card bills,” she asked with trepidation?
She wasn’t getting it. A few credit card bills? He laughed again.
“A few credit card bills? You call thirty-thousand-dollars’ worth of charges a few credit card bills?”
I looked at her standing before me so vulnerable and sad. Hard for me to deny her anything, I still couldn’t believe that I was married to this beauty. The prettiest women that I knew except for her mother, her sister, and her best friend good looks run in their family.
“No, I won’t divorce you. Yet, since I’ve paid for your weakness, not once but twice, it’s your turn to help me with my weakness,” I said.
Maryanne looked at me with confusion.
“Weakness? What weakness do you have? What’s your weakness? You don’t have any weaknesses,” she said with a laugh. “You’re a strong man who is always in self-control.”
# # #
Seemingly, Maryanne had no idea what my weakness was. Only human, my weakness was the same, sexual weakness of many men. Sex and big breasted women were my weaknesses. Yet, in the way that they could never live out their sexual fantasies, this was my chance to experience my sexual fantasies. Ready to lower the boom on her pretty head, I gave my wife a sexually excited smile.
“In case you don’t know,” I said pausing to look at my wife. “I’m an exhibitionist. I enjoy exposing myself to unsuspecting women,” I said. “Sexually exciting me, I enjoy seeing the looks on their faces of surprised women when they see my exposed, erect, naked prick. I enjoy shocking them as much as I, hopefully, enjoy sexually exciting them,” I said.
Shocked, as if she was one of the women that I flashed my naked cock to, she looked at me with disdain. She looked at me while not fully understanding why I’d want to expose himself to complete strangers, women I had never met and women I didn’t know. She heard of men flashing themselves but she never expected me to be one of those men.
“You do? That’s gross. That’s so gross,” she said. “What’s wrong with you? Why would you do that? How can you do that? That’s so perverted,” she said. “If you’re not embarrassed for yourself, I’m embarrassed for you.”
I shrugged.
“It stems from the sexual abuse that I suffered long ago,” I said. “In case you don’t know, exposing oneself is one of the side effects of being sexually abused. I find sexual pleasure in shocking women and masturbating later over them seeing my naked prick while I make my exhibitionism appear accidental and unintentional,” I said.
Maryanne shook her head in disbelief.
“Let me ask you this. How would you feel if I enjoyed flashing myself to unsuspecting men? How would you feel if I exposed my naked breasts, my naked ass, and my naked pussy to unsuspecting men, men that I didn’t know, and have never met,” she asked?
I laughed.
“Actually, if you were an exhibitionist, that would be hot. I’d love to watch you flash upskirt peeks of your panties and down blouse view of your cleavage and bra. I’d love to watch you flash your naked ass, naked tits, and naked pussy to unsuspecting men. We could flash ourselves as a couple. We could flash one another. We could join the swinging lifestyle and become swingers,” I said with a laugh.
She looked at me as if I had lost his mind.
“Exhibitionist? Flashing together? Swingers? I’d never flash any part of my naked body nor would I have sex with anyone but with you,” she said.
# # #
Not having a clue that I enjoyed exposing myself to women, she looked at me bewildered. Yet, as long as I didn’t tell her about it and/or shared the disturbing, sexual details with her, and as long as I wasn’t arrested and added to the sexual offender’s registry list, she was okay with me flashing his cock. If I was willing to allow her to charge more purchases, she’d allow me to have my fun living out his sexual fantasies of exhibitionism by flashing my erect, naked cock to unsuspecting women.
Seemingly, the last sexual thing that she wanted to do; truth be told, she’d much rather shop until she dropped than to have sex with me. Truth be told, obvious to me now, she liked me but she never loved me. She was never sexually attracted to me. With her too much of a sexual prude, I had married the wrong woman.
Like many women, she stayed with me because I had money. I had a good paying job, a nice house, a new car, and I bought her a new car, too. Paying for her credit cards purchases within reason, the problems started between us when she overspent her allowance and went overboard on her shopping expenses. With her shopping allowance three-thousand-dollars a year, even for her, thirty-thousand-dollars in merchandise in two shopping sprees was a lot of money.
“This is my proposition to you, I’ll pay off your credit card debt again if you help me expose myself to your mother, to your sister, and to your best friend. I’m curious to see their reactions to seeing my erect, naked prick. Moreover, if you refuse to give me sex, maybe one of them would give me sex. In the way that I’d love to see your mother naked and have sex with her, I’d love to see your sister and your best friend naked and have sex with them, too.”
With her eyes bulging out of her head, Maryanne looked at me as if there was something mentally wrong with him. As if she had just swallowed a bug or swallowed something sour, she made a bitter face. She’d never agree to help me and enable me to flash my naked prick, especially to her mother, her sister, and/or her best friend.
“Eww, Paul,” she said. “My mother? Seriously? You want to show your naked cock to my mother, your mother-in-law? What’s wrong with you? Why would you want to do that? With you confessing your exhibitionism and with me knowing that you enjoy flashing unsuspecting women, I wouldn’t be surprised if you wanted to show your naked prick to my grandmother, my aunt, and to my cousins, too.”
I gave his wife a sexually excited smile.
“Actually, I would love to show my erect, naked prick to your grandmother, to your aunt, to your cousins, and to any other woman that you can help me to flash,” I said with a dirty laugh. “A sexual fantasy of mine, I’d love to flash your mother my hard, erect cock. I’d love to see her reaction. I’d love to know if she’d look, stare, or look away,” I said. “I’d like to know if she’d be sexually aroused seeing my naked cock or embarrassed.”
Still not believing that flashing was my weakness, she looked at me as if he was kidding her. Except for watching football and watching porn, drinking imported beer, aged, single malt scotch, and smoking Cuban cigars, she never thought that I had any weaknesses. Traits that they should have learned long before they were married, they were more interested in having sex until she no longer wanted to have sex with him. She’d much rather go shopping than to have sex with her husband.
“My mother, a morally modest woman. She would never look at your naked prick,” she said shaking her head. “My mother is not a whore. She’s a good woman,” said Maryanne putting her mother up on a high, moral pedestal. “She’d be embarrassed. She’d look away and pretend she never even saw your naked cock.”
I smiled at my wife while paying what she said about her mother being embarrassed and looking away no never mind. I knew better. After her inebriated mother allowed him to have my wicked, sexual way with her huge, naked tits at my wedding when dancing with, I had a different opinion of my mother-in-law than Maryanne had of her mother. Especially after she said some sexually revealing things about her past sexlife, I surmised that, indeed, her mother was as big of a whore as was her sister and her best friend.
Know ye by the company you keep but, in this case, Maryanne was clueless. She had no idea that her mother, her sister, and her best friend were all whores. With a little encouragement from me other than flashing them my cock, I hoped that one, two, or all three of them would agree to have sex with me. At the very least, with all three of them having something that Maryanne didn’t have, huge breasts, I’d love to see their naked tits.
# # #
“Then, after flashing your mother, I’d want to flash your sister, too,” I said.
Maryanne looked at me as if he had lost his mind.
“My sister? Seriously? Bad enough that you want to flash my mother, your mother-in-law, but you want to show your naked prick to my sister, your sister-in-law, too?
Making another face as if she had swallowed a bitter pill again, she looked at me as if I was crazy.
“Yes, I do. After flashing your mother, I’d love to flash your sister my hard, erect cock, too. In the way I’d want to see your mother’s reaction to seeing my erect, naked prick, I’d love to see your sister’s reaction to seeing my erect, naked prick. I’d love to know if she’d look, stare, or look away,” I said.
I gave my wife a dirty, little laugh and a sexually naughty look.
“In the way that I’ve always been sexually attracted to your MILF of a mother, I’ve always been sexually attracted to your big sister, too. Your sister, Victoria, is a real MILF. She’s so pretty. She’s so sexy. She’s so shapely. Sometimes, with you no longer giving me sex, sometimes I wonder if I married the wrong sister,” he said.
‘Or, with your mother so sexually willing, maybe, I should have married your mother,’ I thought.
Not done telling Maryanne what more I wanted as my compensation for paying off her credit card charges, I smiled at my wife again.
“Also, I’d love to flash your best friend, Karen, my cock, too. Again, I’m curious to see her reaction. I’d like to know if she’d look, stare, or look away.”
Maryanne was beside herself. She never thought that I was a pervert but clearly, I was. She didn’t understand why I needed to expose myself to her mother, her sister, and her best friend.
“You’ve got to be kidding. “If flashing my mother and my sister isn’t enough, now you want to flash Karen, my best friend, too. What’s wrong with you? After flashing them, who else do you need to flash?”
I smiled at his my again. If I could, I’d love to expose myself to her grandmother, her aunt, and to her female cousins, too.
“Yes, I do,” I said unashamed and unembarrassed. “In the way that I’d love to flash your mother and your sister, I’d love to flash Karen my naked prick, too. She’s so pretty and, like your mother and your sister, she has big tits, too. I love big breasted women.”
While wishing my wife had the same size breasts as her mother, her sister, and her best friend, I gave my wife a shit eating grin.
# # #
“Why don’t you flash your own mother, your own sister, and your mother’s best friend,” asked Maryanne sarcastically while making a mocking face of me wanting to flash her mother, her sister, and her best friend.
I laughed. If only she knew that I had been flashing my erect, naked cock since I was 18-years-old, what would she say then? I can’t count the number of women that I flashed while making my flashes appear accidental and/or unintentional.
“I’ve been flashing my mother, my sister, and my mother’s friends since I turned 18-years-old,” I said while watching for her reaction before continuing.
She made a face as if she was going to be ill.
“Hearing my mother or sister carrying up my laundry and barging in my bedroom without knocking, quickly stripping myself naked, I pretended that I was dressing or undressing. With my eyes closed and while wearing headphones, pretending that I didn’t hear them enter my bedroom, I deliberately allowed them to catch me masturbating and cumming, too,” I confessed. “With them both staring at my cock and remaining in my room to watch me masturbate and cum, they’ve both seen my naked, erect prick numerous times.”
I laughed again at my wife naivete.
“I’ve flashed my aunts on both sides, all of my female cousins, and both my grandmothers. While making my flashes appear accidental, I’ve flashed every one of my sister’s female friends. I’ve flashed neighbors, housecleaners, coworkers, and female students helping me to study. I’ve flashed any woman knocking on my front door. I’ve even flashed my female teachers helping me to do homework. Every woman that I know has seen my naked, erect prick,” I said with a dirty laugh and a sexually excited look. “Some women have even given me sex.”
Clearly having no idea that her husband was a sexual degenerate, Maryanne looked at her husband shocked.
“Stop! I don’t want to hear any more of this. You’re a sick bastard,” she said turning her head away and putting up her hand as her way of telling him that she didn’t want to hear anymore. “You need professional help. You need to have your head examined,” she said.
He laughed again.
“I’ve had two-years of psychological therapy. I’m one of the lucky ones. Those who have a history of sexual abuse become alcoholics, drug addicts, commit suicide, or become sexual abusers themselves. The one-on-one psychological therapy and group therapy has helped me to break the cycle,” I said.
While wishing I had married her mother, her sister, or her best friend, I stared up at my wife.
“Yet, something that I can’t control, in the way that you can’t control your compulsive shopping, I can’t control my need to flash. Even after all of my psychological therapy, I still enjoy flashing unsuspecting women my naked, erect prick while making my flashes appear accidental,” I said. “What’s the big deal? I’m not hurting anyone. It’s nothing that all of these women haven’t already seen.”
“Wait. Just so I understand what you want me to do. You want me to help you to expose yourself to my best friend, as well as to my mother and to my sister? Is that it? Is that all that I have to do for you to pay off my credit card debt? I just have to arrange for you to expose yourself to them? Nothing else? I don’t even have to be there to embarrass myself by watching you expose yourself?”
Still, not understanding what I wanted her to do, she looked at me with confusion.
“Yes,” I said with sexual excitement while ready to experience my sexual fantasies of flashing my mother-in-law, my sister-in-law, and my wife’s best friend. “You don’t have to be there to watch me flash my naked prick. Actually, I’d rather you not be there. Returning my exhibitionism with their exhibitionism, the women may flash me if you’re not there to watch,” I said. “I have a better chance of your mother, your sister, and/or your best friend offering me sex if you’re not there.”
I gave her another shit eating grin.
“Eww. That’s gross. That’s so gross. You want me to help you expose your cock to my mother, my sister, and my best friend. That’s sick. That’s disgusting,” she said. “I can’t do that. I refuse to do that,” she said shaking her head from side to side.
I frowned at my wife’s inability to understand my sexual needs.
“If you don’t help me to flash myself, then, you can pay for these credit card bills yourself. I’m done paying your bills,” I said.
Maryanne looked at me as if she was about to cry.
“Okay, okay. I’ll do it but I don’t understand what I have to do. Explain it to me. What must I do?”
As if embarrassed by what I wanted her to do, she looked at me with shame.
“I can’t call them and invite them over,” I said. “They’d never come for me. I need you to arrange for them to come over. They won’t be suspicious if you invite them.”
Then, as if she had an epiphany of what more I wanted of her mother, her sister, and her best friend, she added her reservations.
“I’ll help you flash yourself to them but I won’t help you to have sex with them. That’s between you and them and something that I’d rather not know has happened,” said Maryanne with a look of distastefulness.
Rather than to have sex with her husband, with her now off the hook, she’d leave the sex up to her mother, her sister, and/or her best friend. She’d much rather have my money than my cock. Knowing that the three women, even her mother, were sluts and always had a thing for Paul, after enabling him to flash himself, she’d be spending his money again soon.
# # #
“Invite your mother over. I’ll serve her some wine. You know how she gets after only two glasses of wine,” I said. “I’ll take it from there.”
I smiled at my wife while knowing that this was it. I was finally going to expose myself to my mother-in-law. I was finally going to flash Elaine my naked, erect cock. I wondered if she’d look, stare, or look away. Moreover, if Maryanne gave us some privacy, possibly, left us alone to do some gardening, perhaps, I’d even have sex with her mother.
“Have her sit on the couch and we’ll sit across from her in our chairs. I’ll place a small video camera running behind me and aimed at your mother to capture her reaction to seeing my naked prick that we’d may ordinarily miss,” he said. “Then, after she’s been here for a few minutes, call our home phone with your cellphone and excuse yourself to take the call in the bedroom. Exposing myself to your mother will work better if I’m alone with her,” he said.
Still not understanding my need to expose myself, she looked at me as if he was nuts. This was her mother that I wanted to flash. Yet, if flashing her mother, her sister, and her best friend, allowed her to keep her credit cards and go shopping again, she seemed okay with me flashing them.
Moreover, as long as I didn’t share the details of flashing myself with her mother and/or with anyone else, she was willing to allow me my sexually fun. With her no longer sexually interested in me, she didn’t seem care who I flashed my cock to and who saw my naked prick.
“I’ll pretend that I just got out of the shower and will come out to the living room wearing my bathrobe with nothing underneath. While drinking a glass of wine, and with her seated across from me, I’ll give her a constant and continual view of my naked cock. Sitting like a typical guy with my legs spread, I’ll hike my robe up high enough and will part my knees open wide enough to expose my naked penis to your mother,” said Paul.
I looked at my wife with sexual excitement and Maryanne looked at me husband with embarrassed shame.
“What do you think your mother’s reaction will be? Will she look at my penis, stare at my penis, or will she look away,” I said. I paused while imagining my mother-in-law taking me in her hand and stroking him. “Do you think that she’ll reach out and touch my cock?”
Once again, seemingly a regular look that she had when he talked about flashing unsuspecting women, Maryanne made a face as if she had just eaten something bitter.
“You’re dreaming. Don’t expect much in exposing yourself to my mother. Knowing my mother, she’ll be embarrassed that your exposed. She’ll look away,” she said. “You’re dreaming if you think that my mother will stare at your naked prick.”
Knowing full well that his mother-in-law was a whore, he was expecting more of a reaction that her looking at his naked prick and staring at his naked prick.
“Yet, with my mother not having a man in her life, then again, I wouldn’t be surprised if she looked at your naked cock. With her horny and sexually frustrated, I wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted to stroke your cock, suck your cock, and fuck your cock.” Maryanne looked at her husband with distain. “I bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you? I bet you’d love to have sex with my mother.”
Paul gave his wife a sexually excited look while imagining exposing himself to his mother-in-law. He continued giving his wife a sexually excited look while imagining having sex with his MILF of a mother-in-law. Ever since his wedding, when he danced with his wife’s mother and she allowed him to stick his horny hand down the top of her low-cut dress and grope her big, naked tits, he’s always been sexually attracted to her.
# # #
I’ll tell you what,” I said pausing to watch the reaction on my wife’s face.
After I admitted my sexual perversion to her, she continued looking at me with disdain.
“On the chance that your mother wanted to have sex with me after I flashed her, I’ll allow you to apply for a new credit card and will pay, up to five-thousand-dollars, for whatever you charge the first month,” I said. “After that, it’s up to you to pay for your own, damn charges.”
She made face as if she going to be ill.
“Seriously? Flashing my mother your naked prick isn’t enough? Now, you want to have sex with her?” She made another face. “Why? What’s wrong with you? Why would want to sex with my mother,” she asked? “She’s old. She’s going to be fifty-years-old in January.”
I laughed.
“She’s not old. Fifty-years-old today is forty-years-old yesterday. She’s in the prime of her sexual life,” I said.
I paused to think about Maryanne’s mother naked. I paused to think about her having sex with me. I paused to imagined fucking her and her sucking me. I paused to imagine cumming in my mother-in-law’s mouth.
“Why wouldn’t I want to have sex with your mother? She’s pretty, she’s sexy, she’s shapely, and she’s hot,” I said laughing again. “Besides, you know how I feel about women with big tits and your mother has really big ones, a double D, bra cup,” I said.
I confessed how I knew her bra size.
“The last time we visited your mother, I saw her bra in her laundry basket. Compared to your C cup bra, her bra cups are huge. I can only imagine her naked breasts,” I said touching my growing erection through my pants. “I’d love to touch, feel, fondle, grope, and suck your mother’s big tits.”
Clearly, not understanding my sexual attraction to her mother, Maryanne shrugged, rolled her eyes, and sighed heavily.
“Then, on the chance that your sister wanted to have sex with me too, after I flashed her, I’ll allow you to apply for a second, credit card and will pay for whatever you charge, up to five-thousand-dollars, the first month,” I said.
After giving her credit card incentive to allow me to flash her mother and her sister, no longer caring if I flashed them, seemingly, getting used to the fact that I was a perverted exhibitionist, Maryanne gave me a sexy smile and a naughty look.
“You may have more luck with my sister than with my mother. My sister Victoria is a slut,” she said with a dirty laugh. “In the way that you talk about flashing your dick, my sister is always flashing her tits. Proud of her big tits, she’ll show any man her naked breasts.”
I nodded my head in hopefulness of her sister flashing me her naked breasts.
“Fortunately for your sister and unfortunately for you, your sister takes after your mother. She has huge tits, too,” I said. “I love your sister’s big tits. Hopefully, if she responds sexually favorably to my flash, she’ll flash me her tits, too. I can’t wait to see them, touch them, feel them, fondle them, grope them, and suck them.”
Maryanne laughed.
“Tits for cock, I’m sure that when you flash my sister your cock, she’ll flash you her tits,” she said. “She loves flashing her tits. While having sex with you, she’ll allow you to have your wicked, sexual way with her naked breasts.”
Filled with sexual excitement for not only her mother but also for her sister, I smiled at my wife.
“Lastly, if your best friend wanted to have sex with me, too, after I flash her, I’ll allow you to apply for a third, credit card,” said. “If they all wanted to have sex with me, that’s three, new credit cards that you can use to charge more merchandise,” I said. “I’ll pay for your first month of charges up to five-thousand-dollars. If you continue using those charge cards after that, the payments are on you. I’m done paying for your compulsive shopping and your credit card charges.”
# # #
Having a difficult time wrapping her brain around her husband wanting to flash and have sex with her mother, her sister, and her best friend, Maryanne looked at her husband with horrified shock. If she didn’t dislike him before, she hated him now. In the way that he didn’t understand her compulsion for shopping, she didn’t understand his compulsion to expose himself.
“Let me see if I understand this. Not only do you want to flash my mother, my sister, and my best friend your naked, erect cock but also, if they’re willing, you want to have sex with them, too,” she said.
I gave her a shit eating grin while smiling.
“I don’t know if I like the idea of you having sex with my mother, my sister, and/or my best friend. I don’t like the idea of you having sex with anyone but with me,” she said. “Afterall, I’m your wife.”
I laughed.
“Besides, none of them would have sex with you. They wouldn’t do that to me,” she said.
I laughed again.
“Well, I don’t like the idea of you charging thirty-thousand-dollars’ worth of merchandise that you don’t need,” I said. “Not to mention, when is the last time we had sex? You’re the one who made it clear that you no longer wanted to have sex with me.”
I stared at my wife while waiting for her to answer and when she didn’t respond, I continued.
“At least I’m not going out and picking up women. Keeping it close to home, I’m only interested in having sex with your family and the friend of your family,” I said. “I’m only interested in having sex with your mother, your sister, and your best friend, and no one else, unless your aunts, your cousins, and your grandmother wanted to have sex with me, too,” I said with another laugh.
Clearly uncomfortable that she was no longer sexually attracted to her husband, avoiding making eye contact with him, Maryanne stared down at the carpet. Impossible not to, she tried not to think of him exposing himself to her mother, her sister, and her best friend. She tried not to think of him having sex with any one of them or all of them.
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That night, promptly at 8:00 pm, Maryanne’s mother, Elaine arrived. She was wearing his favorite outfit. An outfit that she looked good wearing, it was an outfit that I had masturbated myself while imagining removing it and stripping her naked. She wore a low-cut, button blouse that displayed her long, line of sexy cleavage and a short skirt that showed off her shapely legs. Not counting her shoes, my mother-in-law had on four articles of clothing, a blouse, a skirt, a bra, and panties. Elaine sat on the couch opposite her daughter.
Whenever she sat across from me, always trying to see Elaine’s bright, white panties, I was rewarded many times and every time that she slowly and seductively crossed and uncrossed her long, shapely legs. Not knowing if it was accidental or deliberate, I couldn’t count the number of times that I saw Elaine’s panty clad crotch. I only wished she wasn’t wearing panties. In the way that I’d love to show her my naked prick, I’d love to see her naked pussy.
Accustomed to me being comfortable in my own house, I entered the living room wearing a short robe fastened with a belt at the waist with nothing underneath. Whenever I moved, as long as she was looking, the robe parted open enough to flash my mother-in-law my naked cock. Then, making sure that she got a good, look at my exposed prick, I stood in front of Maryanne’s mother while struggling to open the wine. By the time I opened the wine, my robe was partially open and my naked, erect prick was sticking straight out of my robe.
Then, when I leaned forward to pour Elaine a glass of wine, flashing her my naked prick, my robe parted wide open at the waist. With me standing directly in front of her while blocking my wife’s view, and her mother seated in front of me, my naked prick was at my mother-in-law’s mouth level. Giving her a good, long look of my naked cock, I deliberately leaned lower and long enough for her to see all that I wanted to show her and all that I hoped that she wanted to see.
“Sorry. I didn’t know you were visiting,” I said feigning my ignorance. “I just got out of the shower,” I said lying. “I hope you don’t mind my appearance, but I’m too hot to get dressed,” I said.
Elaine laughed.
“That’s okay,” she said making direct eye contact with me to confess something sexually shocking that I never knew about Maryanne’s mother. “When I’m home alone, I walk around my house and do my housework naked,” she said giving me a sexy look and a naughty smile.
‘My mother-in-law walked around her house naked,” I thought while imagining Elaine topless. ‘She does her housework naked,” I thought while imagining Elaine vacuuming and dusting naked. ‘I wondered what time she does her housework. I needed to visit her when she’s doing her housework.’
Then, sexually teasing me, she said something that was daringly naughty and something I never expected my mother-in-law to say.
“To be honest, not only wouldn’t I care if you walked in on me while I was naked and doing housework but also, I wouldn’t care if you walked around me naked, too. Accustomed to going to nude beaches, nudity has never bothered me,” she said with a shrug and a sexy smile.
Turning the sexual tables on me, she looked at me as she undressing me with her eyes.
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about. It’s just the human body. Whether fat, thin, young, or old, we all have asses, tits, pussies, and penises. Too many people make a big deal out of nudity,” she said. “Something we all have seen hundreds if not thousands of times in person and in the movies, it’s just a naked body.”
Having never heard my wife’s mother talk in such a sexually provocative way, I was shocked. Then, she floored me with what she said next.
“Leaving my sexually prude of a daughter home, maybe, we could go to a nude beach together sometime without the disapproving eyes of Maryanne,” she said with a little laugh and a sudden look of sexual arousal.
‘My mother-in-law invited me to her house when she’s doing housework naked. She doesn’t care if I walked around her naked, too,’ I thought. ‘She invited me to go to a nude beach with her sometime without my wife. I don’t believe all that I’m hearing.’
As if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, husband and wife, or lovers, I imagined my naked mother-in-law walking the length of a nude beach with me arm in arm or holding hands while talking. Then, turning around at the end of the beach to walk back the other way, I imagined all of the horny men ogling Maryanne’s mother. I couldn’t wait to take her up on her offer. I couldn’t wait to make that happen.
‘She wanted me to go to a nude beach with her and leave my wife home,’ I thought becoming sexually excited. ‘I imagine swimming naked with my mother-in-law. I imagined making love behind a sand dune before fucking her, really fucking her on the beach.’
“With me dressing and undressing in front of my bedroom window with the shades up and the lights on, I’m sure that I’ve given quite the sexy, naked, striptease show to some of my neighbors,” she said with a noncaring shrug while letting out a dirty little laugh.
‘Wait. What? She dresses and undresses in front of her bedroom window with the light on and the shades not drawn. I wondered what time she readied herself for bed. I needed to park outside of her house at night with my video camera.
Clearly, in the way that I’m a voyeur, my mother-in-law is an exhibitionist. Exposing themselves is something that we have in common,’ I thought. ‘Realizing it now, I should have married mother instead of daughter,’ I thought.
Lost in my sexual fantasies of being married to Elaine, I imagined all of the fun we could on the drive to the shopping mall and at the shopping mall. I imagined my mother-in-law flashing her naked breasts to truckers on the highway. I imagined her flashing her panties or her naked pussy to toll collectors and/or to a shoe salesman when trying on boots one size too small. I imagined her struggling to make her foot fit in the boot while spreading her knees wide enough for him to see her panty clad crotch or her naked pussy.
Giving the men standing outside of the dressing room a show while waiting for their wives or their girlfriends, I imagined her trying on clothes while not closing the dressing room curtains all the way. I imagined Elaine slowly and sexily stripping down to her bra and panties. I imagined her removing her bra and standing in front of the partially open dressing room curtain topless. I imagined her removing her panties and standing in the dressing room naked.
I imagined her bending at the waist to fix her shoe while going up the escalator. I imagined her exposing her panty clad ass. I imagined her giving the men standing behind her a view of her nearly naked ass and the back of her nearly naked pussy.
I imagined her sitting at the food mart with her short skirt hiked up and her knees parted. I imagined her giving men sitting across from her and/or walking by her a view of her panty clad crotch. I imagined her leaning forward to give men walking by her a down blouse view of her long line of sexy cleavage and her low-cut bra.
Without trying it on in the dressing room, I imagined her trying on a sweater a size too small out in the open on the store floor. While removing the too tight sweater, I imagined her lifting her blouse and her bra to expose her naked breast to some lucky guy watching her extricate herself. Jumping up and down while screaming, making a scene to attract more men to watch her striptease spectacle, I imagined her still struggling to remove her too tight sweater while topless.
‘Wow,’ I thought.
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Suddenly, controlling myself from doing so, I was so tempted to remove my robe in front of Maryanne’s mother. Maybe, she was joking or making it sound like it was nothing more than idle talk about her feelings on nudity but I wondered if I stood before her naked, if she’d look, stare, or look away. I wondered if I stood before her naked, if she’d stand before me naked, too. I wondered if she’d reach out and wrap her hand around my erect prick and stroke me. I wondered if she’d lean forward and suck me.
Elaine was busy in the kitchen fixing a plate of cheese, crackers, and other goodies. As no surprise to her daughter, Elaine looked away as if pretending that she didn’t see my naked prick. Then, when Maryanne excused herself to take her pretend phone call in her bedroom, with me still exposing himself to my mother-in-law, sexually exciting me, she looked. Not looking away, she stared.
As if she had never seen a naked penis before, my mother-in-law not only looked at my naked cock but she stared at my naked prick. Then, sliding a slow tongue over her red, full lips, she stared up at me to make solid eye contact. I wondered. With her not removing her eyes from my exposing cock, did my mother-in-law want to stroke my prick? Did she want to suck my prick? Did she want to fuck my prick?
After discovering my wife is a shopaholic, something I thought I’d never do, I was tempted to give my wife my credit card and tell her to go shopping. As long as she left me alone with her mother, I wouldn’t care how much she spent or how long it took. I just needed some alone time to have sex with her MILF of a mother.
With my wife in the other room and with me alone with her mother, after she told me that she wouldn’t mind if I walked around her naked, I sat across from her with my robe wide open. Totally exposing myself to her, I continually showed her my naked, erect prick. I deliberately throbbed and pulsated my cock while she enjoyed the naked show of my swollen penis.
Daring myself to do so, playing with the head of my cock with my fingertips, I even slowly stroked myself in front of her while Elaine watched me. I so wanted to masturbate for her. I so wanted to walk over to her while stroking myself harder and faster. I so wanted to cum in her mouth and all over her face. While staring at my mother-in-law, I imagined cum dripping from her hair, her nose, her mouth, her chin, and her naked breasts. I’d love nothing more than to give Elaine a cum bath.
‘Blow me,’ Elaine. ‘Suck my cock while stroking my cock. I need to cum in your beautiful mouth,’ I thought.
Daring myself to say it but not having the courage to say what I was thinking, I remained silent while staring at my sexually attractive mother-in-law. I wondered if I stood in front of her if she’d take me in her hand before leaning forward to take me in her mouth. I wondered if she’d blow me. I wondered if she’d allow me to cum in her mouth and all over her face. Imagining cumming all over Elaine’s face again, I’d love to give my mother-in-law a cum bath.
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Then, as if she was emulating and imitating Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct, she returned the favor of my exhibitionism with her exhibitionism. While flashing me her bright, white panties, she slowly and seductively uncrossed her legs one way while slowly and seductively crossing her legs the other way. In the way that I gave my mother-in-law a good, long look of my naked cock, Elaine gave me a good, long look of her panty clad crotch.
Tempted to fall to my knees and spread her knees wide, I saw her pussy slit, her camel toe, her pussy mound, and all that I could see of her brown, trimmed pubic hair through her sheer, white panties. I imagined licking and fingering her through her panties. I imagined pushing her panties aside to rub her naked clit. I imagined fingerfucking her. I imagined masturbating my mother-in-law while eating her.
‘Something that Maryanne is not, my mother-in-law is such a tease. She’s so sexy,’ I thought. ‘She’s so very sexy.’
With all of the sexual attention that my mother-in-law paid my exposed, naked cock, she gave me an erection by continually staring at it. Before I allowed my robe to completely fall open and totally expose myself to her, my cock tented the front of my bathrobe open. Then, with my hands in my bathrobe pockets, pretending that I didn’t know that I was exposed, I stood in front of Maryanne’s mother talking to her with my robe completely parted and my naked cock totally visible.
I watched her eyes stare down at my naked prick. Elaine continued staring at my exposed, naked erection. With my cock feeling a bit like Pinocchio’s nose, the more she stared at my naked prick, the more and longer that I continued flashing her. The more she stared at my exposed dick, the bigger and harder my cock grew. With her not removing her eyes from my cock, clearly, enjoying my naked, dick flashing show, I continued flashing my mother-in-law my erect, naked prick.
Having practiced the move before Elaine came over, I sat across from her with my robe hiked up high enough and my knees parted wide enough to give my mother-in-law a constant and continual view of my naked cock. At first, instead of making my flashes appear deliberate, I made my flashes appear unintentional and accidental, now, determine to continue flashing her my naked prick, I didn’t care what she thought of me. With her continually staring at my naked prick in the way that most men talk to women’s tits, every time she talked to me, instead of making eye contact with me, she talked to my exposed, naked cock.
# # #
Normally, instead of arriving at 8:00 pm, my mother-in-law arrived at 7:00 pm. She stayed until 9:00 pm and never consumed more than two glasses of wine. Yet, that night, she stayed until 11:00 pm and consumed four glasses of wine. With her clearly drunk enough, I volunteered to drive her home in her car and stay overnight. Too far to drive home at that hour of the night, instead, spending the night at my mother-in-law’s house, she’d drive me home in the morning.
“I’ll drive you home, Elaine. Just let me get dressed,” I said while wishing I could walk out to the car naked and drive her home naked.
With my bedroom door directly across from where my mother-in-law was sitting in the living room, and with my wife’s back turned to the door, clearly, Maryanne didn’t want to see me exposing my naked prick to her mother. Sexually excited to strip myself naked in front of Elaine, I turned on my bedroom light in readiness to undress and strip myself naked. Then, in full frontal view of my mother-in-law, while pretending that I didn’t know that she could see me, I removed my robe.
I was naked with my erect prick sticking straight out. I was naked in front of my wife’s mother. Acting as if he was unaware that she could see me, I stood in plain view of my mother-in-law with my naked, erect prick pointing to her as if choosing her for sex. I only wished that my wife showed as much interest in my cock as her mother clearly did.
In the way that she continued to stare at my erect cock before, she continued staring at my erect cock now. Clearly, she wanted to see my naked prick as much as I wanted to show her my naked prick. Not shy, embarrassed, or ashamed, I stood in front of the open, bedroom door of my bedroom while practically getting dressed in the hall. Before pulling up my underwear and putting on my pants, I gave my mother-in-law one, last, long look of my naked prick.
Knowing that she was watching and enjoying my naked striptease show, while walking around my bedroom naked, I took my time finding and putting on my underwear. Then, with her staring at me in the way that I’d stare at her if she was dressing in front of me, I put on my jeans, t-shirt, and sneakers. Ready to drive her home, I escorted her to her car.
So that she wouldn’t fall, with my horny hand tucked under her arm, I held her by the side of her bra clad breast. When she didn’t slap my hand away, I cupped a whole handful of her big tit through her blouse and bra while escorting her to her car. Then, while raising the hem of her short skirt to exposed her white panties, with her not protesting, slapping my horny hand away, or pushing her skirt down, I exposed her panties when buckling her seatbelt. I held and cupped her breasts with both hands to fix her tangled shoulder belt.
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Horrid of me to do so, the first time I felt my mother-in-law’s big, bra clad breast was at my wedding when I danced with the mother of the bride. With her wearing a short jacket over her low-cut dress, and with her showing lots of sexy cleavage, and with her a little tipsy, I planted my hand beneath her jacket the entire time I danced with her. With her already inebriated, and with her not stopping me from copping cheap feels of her big tits, I felt Elaine’s bra clad breasts through her dress and bra, first one and then the other.
I touched, felt, squeezed, fondled, and groped her big breasts while dancing with her. With her not slapping my hand away or saying anything to stop me from sexually assaulting her, I grew bolder when my horniness increased. Turning her back to the crowd, I felt her shapely ass through her dress and panties.
Wishing that Maryanne inherited her mother’s enormous breasts, my mother-in-law had such big tits, at least a double, D cup. Showcasing and advertising her long, line of sexy cleavage, her tits looked even bigger in her sexy, low-cut, revealing dress. Then, when her nipples made their big, erect impressions known through her dress and through her bra, I fingered her nipples through her clothes. Wishing I could strip her topless right there on the dance floor, I so wanted to suck my mother-in-law’s big breasts.
Finally, again, after I turned her back to the crowd, I seized the opportunity to feel Elaine’s naked breasts. Daring myself to do so, with my wife dancing with my father, I stuck my horny hand down the front of her mother’s low-cut dress. With her allowing me to have my sexual way with her big, naked tits, I held her naked breast, first one and then the other, in the palm of my hand while pulling, turning, and twisting her erect nipples.
I couldn’t believe that I was holding my mother-in-law’s naked breast in the palm of my hand while fingering her erect nipple, first one and then the other. Her breasts were so big that they barely fit in my hand. With her sexually aroused and breathing heavily, I wished I was with her somewhere more private. Hoping to have sex with her one night, even though tonight was my honeymoon night, I hoped I’d get to do more than just feel her naked tits.
Hot to trot, my mother-in-law reached her sexually inappropriate hand to feel and fondle my erection through my pants while I continued feeling her naked tits and fingering her erect nipples. It wasn’t until four-years later, after I continually flashed her my naked prick, that we finally had sex at her house. Yet, that was then and this is now.
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Instead of going to bed, she wanted to stay up to talk. She poured another glass of wine for each of us. I sat on the couch and she excused herself to change into something more comfortable. Tempted to barge in her bedroom to see Maryanne’s mother naked, I didn’t have to do that. Clearly, she wanted me to see her naked as much as I wanted to see her naked.
As if she had practiced this move, after I undressed in front of her, repaying my favor of nudity with her favor of nudity, she undressed in front of me. I watched her reach for the bedroom light. Instead of closing her bedroom door and denying me a view of her naked body, she left her bedroom door open enough for me to watch her changing her clothes in the reflection of her full-length mirror.
Knowing that she was going to give me a striptease show, I watched my mother-in-law slowly and sexily unbutton her blouse. Then, as if she was a stripper on stage, with her head down while pretending that I wasn’t there and/or couldn’t see her changing, she turned to face me. Next, I watched her unbutton and unzipped her short skirt. I watched her parade around her bedroom dressed only in her white, bright, bikini panties and in her sexy, low-cut, white bra.
Then, turning to face me again as if I wasn’t even there staring at her, she moved closer to her opened bedroom door. In my full line of sight while staring up at me, I watched Elaine reach around her to unhook her bra. Obviously, she wanted me to watch her remove her brassiere. Clearly, she wanted me to see her naked breasts. Then, removing her bra straps, first one and then the other, I watched her peel her bra cups from her giant, naked breasts, first one and then, the other.
‘I can’t believe my mother-in-law is stripping herself naked in front of me. I can’t believe my mother-in-law is topless. I can’t believe that I’m seeing her big, naked breasts,’ I thought while enjoying her impromptu, striptease show.
I was seeing Elaine’s naked tits. After masturbating over her and thinking of her naked breasts for years, I couldn’t believe that I was finally seeing her naked tits. Next, I watched Maryanne’s mother wiggle out of her panties. She was naked. My mother-in-law was naked. I stared at her naked tits, at her naked, trimmed, brown pussy, and her shapely, naked ass. For a fifty-year-old woman, she had an incredible body. I was tempted to divorce my wife to marry her mother.
# # #
Finally, she emerged from her bedroom wearing a sheer and sexy, short, light blue nightgown that was nearly transparent. Never had I seen as much of my mother-in-law’s sexy and shapely body as I was seeing now. Under the bright light of the living room, I could clearly see the shape and the size of her huge, double, D cup breasts and her brown, trimmed pubic hair. Then, when she bent at the waist to fuss with the TV, I saw her shapely of naked ass as if she was naked.
As if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, instead of mother-in-law and son-in-law, she sat beside me on the couch. I put my arm around her shoulders. As soon as I did, with her resting her soft, warm hand on my stomach, she snuggled into me and we cuddled we talked while drinking our wine. Feeling the immense weight of her firm tits, her big, heavy breasts rested against my ribs.
Her hand rested on my jeans and her fingertips were in continually contact with the bulge of my erect prick. As if she was unaware what she was doing, she mindlessly fondled the head of my cock through my jeans with her manicured fingertips. Not allowing this sexual opportunity to pass me by, I felt the size and sheer weight of her big breast through her nightgown. With her not protesting, slapping my hand away, or wiggling her body away to stop me, I continued feeling and fondling Elaine’s big tits.
Not wasting time groping her through her nightgown, my hand found its way inside of the top of her nightgown. As I did on my wedding day, I felt and massaged the top of her ample, naked breasts. As soon as I touched her big tits, her nipples erected. She had such big tits and such big nipples.
As if I was her boyfriend, her husband, or her lover, telling me what she wanted, she unzipped my pants and stuck her hand inside. She fondled my erect cock through my underwear. When she did that, using her fondling my cock as my sexual invitation to take more liberty with her nearly, naked body, I lowered my hand and cupped her huge breast, first one and then the other. While she fondled the head of my cock through my underwear, I fingered her erect nipples inside of her nightgown.
With her as drunk as she was tired, she slouched down lower until her head was in my lap. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down with my underwear around my knees. She wrapped her hand around my cock and slowly stroked me. Hard to wrap my head around it, my mother was masturbating me.
As if my cock belonged in her hand, my stiff prick fit perfectly and felt so good in her soft, warm hand. Returning the sexual favor, I reached beneath her nightgown to cup her naked pussy. I rubbed her clit while fingering her pussy. Parting her pussy lips with my fingers, I fingerfucked my mother-in-law. I masturbated her while she masturbated me.
# # #
“Let’s go to bed,” she said taking me by the hand to her bedroom. “A longtime coming, I need to have sex with you. Since your wedding day to my daughter, I needed you to masturbate me while licking me. I needed you to make love to me. Then, I needed you to fuck me. If you give me multiple orgasms with your fingers, your tongue, and your, I’ll not only blow you but also, I’ll allow you to cum in my mouth and all over my face,” she said. “I’ll allow you to give me a cum bath.”
With us both on the same sexual page, I wished my wife was more like her mother. Once in her bedroom, she pushed me back on the bed. I removed my pants and underwear and she removed her nightgown. Well worth giving my wife back one of her credit cards, finally, we were naked. We were both naked. I was about to have sex with my wife’s mother and Elaine was about to have sex with me, her horny son-in-law.
She spread her shapely legs and I made myself comfortable between them. I licked Elaine while rubbing her clit and fingerfucking her pussy. With the sexual anticipation a long time coming, it didn’t take her long to cum. As soon as she stiffened her legs and arched her back, she had a sexual orgasm from me eating her.
“Paul, don’t stop licking me. Rub my clit harder. Lick my clit faster. Fingerfuck my pussy deeper. I’m cumming Paul. I’m cumming again. I’m cumming,” she said falling silent to enjoy her afterglow of sex.
Then, not resting very long, she mounted me and reached down to position my cock inside of her already wet pussy. Gently humping one another, I made love to my mother-in-law and she made love to me. Then, humping her harder and humping her faster, I fucked her and she fucked me.
My wife, Maryanne was a very poor cocksucker. Instead of sucking it, she dabbled. Instead of taking it deep in her mouth, she kissed it, licked it, and stroked it. Clearly, my wife didn’t enjoy blowing me. She hated it when I put a heavy hand to the back of her pretty head and ejaculated a load of cum in her mouth. A spitter instead of a swallower, she preferred me cumming on her tits instead of cumming in her mouth.
As she promised, while wondering if my mother-in-law was still going to suck my cock and allow to cum in her mouth and all over her pretty face, I didn’t have to wonder for very long.
“I can’t wait to suck you,” she said. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a hard dick in my mouth,” she said.
She moved halfway down the bed to take me in her hand before taking me in her mouth. Seemingly determined to make me cum in her mouth, nearly deep throating my entire prick, she stroked me faster and stroked me harder while sucking me deeper. Quite different from her daughter, Elaine was a talented cocksucker. She gave me the best blowjob that I ever had.
No longer able to hold back, I put a gentle hand behind my mother-in-law’s brunette, pretty head. I humped her mouth and fucked her face before ejaculating a load of cum in her mouth. Instead of spitting it out as my wife always did, she swallowed all that I gave her. Then, as soon as she removed the pressure of her lips from my prick, I ejaculated a second load of cum all over her face, in her hair, and across her naked breasts.
Oddly enough, having sex with Maryanne’s mother made me think of having sex with my own mother. I’ve always been sexually attracted to my mother but other than flashing her my naked prick and allowing her to catch me masturbating and cumming, I never tried to sexually seduce my mother. I did spy and peep on her numerous times. I saw her in her bra and panties. I saw her topless. I saw her naked. When I wasn’t masturbating over Elaine, I was masturbating over my mother. To say that I had a thing for older women would be an understatement.
With my prick still hard, not allowing this opportunity to fuck my mother-in-law to pass me by, I rolled her over and mounted her. She reached down between her legs and moved my prick inside of her. We humped one another harder and we humped one another faster. We were fucking. We were really fucking. I fucked my mother-in-law and she fucked me, her son-in-law.
Hoping that she’d want me to tell her all of the sexy details, I couldn’t wait to tell my wife that her I had sex with her mother and she consensually and willingly had sex with me. I was happy to allow her to have a new credit card. Now, hoping to go from mother to daughter, I wondered if I’d have the same luck with her sister.
To be continued…