My Mother-in-law is a Swinger

My Mother-in-law is a Swinger, Ch 1

Unbeknownst to her daughter, Andi, and to her son-in-law, James, exhibitionist mother-in-law, Jackie, is not only a whore but also, she’s a swinger, too.

The last place that I expected to run into her, I never expected to see my forty-something-year-old mother-in-law, Jackie, at a swinger’s, social dance. I should talk. My wife and I were there, too. Yet, this was our first swinger social and we had yet to hook up with another couple.

My wife and I spotted her mother sitting in the far corner of the room topless and with another couple. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I not only couldn’t believe she was there at a swingers’ dance but also, I couldn’t believe she was topless. My mother-in-law had her naked breasts on display for everyone to see. Clearly, she had been here before.

Hard to wrap my head around it, as if I was imagining it, if it wasn’t enough that I was seeing my wife’s MILF of a mother at a swingers’ social dance, I was seeing her topless. I was seeing her naked tits. I couldn’t believe that I was seeing her naked tits. She has spectacular boobs.

My MILF of a mother-in-law was topless. I couldn’t believe she was topless. I was finally seeing her big, naked tits. One of my long-time, sexual fantasies coming true, something that I’ve always wanted to see, I’ve endlessly masturbated over imagining seeing my mother-in-law’s naked breasts. I couldn’t believe I was seeing her naked breasts at, of all places, a swingers’, social dance.

‘My God, she has such big tits,’ I thought. ‘Jackie has such huge breasts with big nipples.’

As if I had never seen a woman’s naked breasts before, I continued staring at Jackie’s naked breasts. Yet, these weren’t just anyone’s breasts. The best breasts I have ever seen, these were my MILF of a mother-in-law’s breasts.

‘Not sexually satisfied with just seeing her big tits, I’d love to touch her tits. I’d love to feel her tits. I’d love to fondle her tits. I’d love to suck her tits while turning, twisting, and pulling her big, erect nipples,’ I thought while continuing to stare at her naked breasts.

# # #

Looking here, there, and everywhere, there were so many good-looking, sexy, and scantily dressed people milling around at the swingers’ dance that I didn’t immediately notice my mother-in-law at first. Finally, after scanning the whole room for a second time, I noticed a good-looking, blonde, topless woman with enormous breasts sitting in the far corner of the room with another couple. I didn’t recognize the other couple sitting with her but I sure as heck recognized my mother-in-law.

Yet, of course, when I saw how big the topless woman’s breasts were, I thought of my mother-in-law and her enormous breasts. Why wouldn’t I? She has big tits, really big tits, and I’ve always wanted to see her big, naked breasts. Imagining my mother-in-law’s face on the woman, it was then that I realized that, indeed, she was my mother-in-law.

Then, when I saw that the woman was, indeed, Jackie, my wife, Andi’s mother, I couldn’t believe that my mother-in-law was at a swingers’, social dance. Hard for me to believe, even more than that, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing my MILF of a mother-in-law topless. I couldn’t believe that I was seeing her naked tits.

Since the day that I married her daughter and her mother rubbed her big breasts against me while dancing with me at our wedding, I was hooked. I was committed. I’ve always wanted to not only see Jackie’s big tits but also, I wanted to touch, feel, and fondle her big tits while sucking her nipples. Who wouldn’t? The biggest bra clad breasts I’ve ever seen, she had a magnificent set of knockers. I wondered what her tits looked like without her dress and her bra.

Not needing the sign that I wish I had whenever around my mother-in-law, ‘Show Me You Tits.’ I didn’t need to flash a sign to see Jackie’s tits. Without even needing to ask, they were right there in all of their naked glory.

Wishing I had my cellphone with me to take candid photos of my topless mother-in-law but with no cameras allowed inside, I had to count on my memory. Unable to remove my eyes from her naked breasts, I looked, I stared, and I leered at my topless mother-in-law. I couldn’t get enough of seeing her big, naked tits. If it wasn’t enough that I was seeing the biggest, naked breasts that I’ve ever seen, I was seeing my mother-in-law’s tits. These were Jackie’s breasts.

‘My God, she has such big tits,’ I thought. ‘Dwarfing the other women and putting them and their breasts to shame, her breasts are massive and even bigger than I thought they’d be.’

# # #

As if her breasts were an attraction at a circus and were a sideshow spectacle, men who were attracted to big breasted women and who never saw such big, naked tits, all stared at her monstrous, naked breasts. No doubt, with them all wanting to touch them, feel them, and fondle her gigantic breasts while sucking her big, erect nipples, the men at the dance walked closer to gather around her. Attracting a crowd, men stared at Jackie’s enormous breasts as if they had never seen naked tits before.

Even though my wife, Andi, has big boobs, a D cup, they’re overshadowed by her mother’s huge boobs, an F cup. Whenever they’re out together, stealing all of the sexual attention from my wife, as if Andi was flat chested, men stared at her mother’s huge breasts instead of her big breasts. Normally, it’s an oddity to see a woman with such big tits. Much like everyone else in the huge room, I couldn’t stop staring a Jackie’s enormous breasts.

I’ve never seen a woman with giant, F cup breasts with symmetrical areolas, and huge nipples up close and in person. Clueless about women’s breast cup sizes, I wouldn’t have known that my mother-in-law had F cup breasts had my wife not told me. I always thought that double D was the biggest women’s breasts. Much like every other guy, when it comes to tits, instead of stating cup sizes, we define women’s breasts as really tiny tits, small tits, average tits, big tits, and really big tits.

Now, with her, literally, spending two years sexually teasing me and erotically enticing me, in the same way of the other men, as if seeing her naked breasts was my unexpected invitation, I couldn’t wait to get closer. I couldn’t wait to introduce myself to her swinging friends. I couldn’t wait to get my wife’s mother alone and make out with her while touching her big tits and feeling her enormous breasts.

This was my golden opportunity to finally have my wicked, sexual way with my mother-in-law’s big tits. Only, previously engaged, she was busy with another swinging couple, and I was there with my wife.

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Author’s Notes:

This is a true story that James asked me to write for him about his wife, Andi, and his mother-in-law, Jackie. In order to protect and keep their real identities secret, everything is factual but their names. Just in case you personally know the characters in this story, James asked me not to use their real, first names. With her not wanting people coming to her door and asking for sex, Jackie already received plenty enough attention and offers for sex without her advertising that she’s an exhibitionist whore and a swinger to the world.

Think about it. Do you know who your neighbors all are? With this such a small world, for all you know, Andi and/or Jackie could be living next-door to you or across the street from you. With Andi’s mother an exhibitionistic whore, you may have already seen Jackie undressing in front of her bedroom window with the shade up and the light on. Giving them an exhibitionist show of her topless and/or naked body, she loved flashing and teasing her unsuspecting neighbors out walking their four, legged friends late at night.

She loved answering her front door topless or only wearing a towel that always suddenly fell. Sexually exciting the pizza delivery man into giving her free pizza, she loved flashing the UPS man, the FedEx man, the Amazon man, and her mailman. Flashing them too, she did the same to her electrician, her plumber, and her handy man.

You may have already seen Andi’s big breasted mother swimming backstroke laps while topless in her pool. A real MILF, with breasts as big as Christina Hendricks and Sofia Vergara’s, as written before, she has huge F cup tits. With all of us accustomed to seeing A, B, C, D, and double D cup breasts, it’s difficult to describe how big F cup breasts are unless you’ve seen them up-close and personal for yourself. Other than sunbathing topless and in the nude while teasing the landscapers and the pool men, her favorite swimming pool game is Marco Polo.

A real whore, she loves being felt up when swimming, laughing, and splashing in her pool. Further, she loves touching, feeling, and stroking men’s naked cocks as much as they love touching, feeling, and fondling her big, naked tits. Now, I bet you wish that she was your next-door neighbor or living across the street from you. I bet you wish that she’d invite you to join her in her backyard, topless activities. No doubt, I bet you’d love to play Marco Polo with my mother-in-law while feeling her tits and fingering her erect nipples.

“Marco Polo. Marco Polo.”

I imagined using her huge breasts as floatation devices. I imagined hanging onto her big breasts while swimming around the pool. With my hands hidden below the waterline, I imagined having your wicked, sexual way with her huge, naked breasts.

# # #

My MILF Mother-in-law is a Swinger

With me wearing my headphones while watching porn, my wife, Andi, came upstairs, burst open my bedroom door without knocking, and unexpectedly caught me watching porn again. When I finally noticed her, surprised that she was there standing behind me, I never heard her enter my room. Even though she knows that I watch porn daily, and even though we discussed my proclivity for X-rated pictures and videos of topless and naked woman, I’m still embarrassed. Feeling like a pervert, and as if feeling as I’m being judged, I’m uncomfortable watching porn when my wife is with me in my room.

I feel creepy watching porn especially when my wife is standing behind me or sitting beside me at my desk. Unable to help how I feel, I feel as if I’m doing something wrong when looking at dirty pictures and watching sexy videos. I feel as if I’m cheating on my wife by lusting over other topless and naked women. The closest thing to having adulterated sex with them while masturbating over them sends the untrue message that I’m not sexually satisfied with my wife.

Yet, having watched porn for years before I was married, watching porn is as habitual as having my first, morning cup of black coffee. I’ve been watching porn ever since I bought my first computer and hooked it up to the Internet. Watching porn has become my daily ritual and something that I can’t do without. With her knowing that I watch porn at this hour, she should have respected my privacy by knocking on my door first and waiting until I invited her to enter.

“I don’t have to ask what you’re doing,” said Andi with a dirty laugh. “Your morning habit, you’re watching porn. Then, you disappear in the bathroom and masturbate yourself,” she said while running her fingers through my hair.

Making me hot, she reached her hand inside of my pajama top and played with my chest hairs while fingering and erecting my nipples with her long, thin fingers.

“Instead of jerking yourself off over someone else, you should be having sex with me,” she said. She gave me a sexy smile and a naughty look. “I’d let you eat my pussy any time of the day,” she said with a sexy laugh while lifting her nightgown to her waist to flash me her naked, blonde, trimmed pussy. “I love it when you masturbate me,” she said rubbing her clit. “In the way that I love giving you blowjobs, I love having you eat my pussy.”

I watched her slide a slow, practiced hand along her pussy slit. Then, while parting her pussy lips, she penetrated her pussy with her fingers. Not stopping there, I watched her continue to rub her clit. She fingerfucked her pussy while looking at the photos of topless and naked women. Making herself horny, my wife was masturbating herself to my porn. Naively thinking that women don’t masturbate as much as men, if I hadn’t seen her masturbating, I never would have believed it.

“I don’t know why you need to hide in the bathroom to masturbate yourself when you could masturbate yourself right here while sitting in front of your computer. There’s no one here but you and me to see you,” she said removing her hand from her pussy and pulling down and her straightening her nightgown. “Unless my mother spends the night, there’s no one else here to see you playing with yourself. Besides, my whore of a mother would love to watch you stroking your prick. Knowing her, she’d love to watch you cum,” said Andi with a dirty laugh.

# # #

I closed the site, turned off my computer, and turned in my chair to face my wife. Feeling awkwardly uncomfortable, I looked up at her ready to apologize. Disrespecting her by watching porn, I felt like such a degenerate. What’s wrong with me? Why am I still watching porn when I have such a hot and sexy wife who has tits nearly as big as her mother’s tits?

She was right. Instead of masturbating myself, I could have sex with her. No longer feeling special, I felt average. Embarrassed, I felt ashamed. For me to watch porn every day while sexually lusting over other women and masturbating over them, I felt as if I had no control over my sexual appetite. I felt as if I was disrespecting my wife by sexually lusting over other women.

‘How does that make my wife feel with me looking at, sexually lusting and masturbating over other women,’ I wondered? ‘She’d be wrong if she thought that I didn’t love her. I did love her. She’d be wrong if she thought that I didn’t think she was pretty enough and/or sexy enough to hold my sexual interest. She most definitely is. I’m just a normal guy who likes looking at other women in their bras and panties, topless, and/or naked. What’s so wrong with that?’

“Sorry. I hope you’re not angry that I watch porn. Trust me. It’s no negative reflection on you,” I said. “These women have nothing on you, albeit, some have bigger tits, and you know how I feel about women with big tits,” I said with a dirty laugh. “If anything. Comparing you to them, makes me appreciate you more,” I said giving her a line of bullshit.

She turned on my computer and looked at my computer screen to see a bevy of topless and naked women. Most of the women were giving men blowjobs. Many of the other women were leaning over something while having sexual intercourse from behind. Other women were posing while flashing their topless and naked bodies to unsuspecting men.

‘Sometimes, I wished my wife was more like her mother,’ I thought. ‘All the things that she’d never do, I’d love to watch her flashing her big tits to unsuspecting men. I’d love to watch her flash her panties or her naked pussy. I’d love to take her to a nude beach. I’d love to watch her having sex with one of my friends.’

“It’s nothing more than a habit, a morning ritual,” I said with a shrug. “I can’t help myself from watching porn. A typical guy, I like looking at topless and naked women, especially topless and naked celebrities.”

Understanding my inherent need to watch porn, and no doubt, masturbate over it, Andi pulled up a chair to sit beside me. Things between us couldn’t be better. Things between us were good, very good. Always on the same page, and always getting along, a perfect match, we were both highly, sexual people. To say that we both loved having sex would be a huge understatement.

# # #

Instead of being in the habit of watching porn, I could be a degenerate gambler. I could be a drunk. I could be a druggie hooked on drugs. Or, like so very many other people, I could be addicted to over-the-counter non-prescription drugs.

Instead of just looking at lingerie clad, topless, and naked women, I could be a cheater. Instead, with me just being a voyeur, I was content at looking and not touching. If I sexually wanted to touch anyone, with us only married less than 2-years, I had my wife to shower all of my sexual affection on her.

Unlike many of my friends, I could be having sex with other women behind my wife’s back but I wasn’t. I’d never do that. I wouldn’t dare cheat on the one woman that I so dearly loved for fear that she’d cheat on me and/or leave me. A harmless voyeuristic activity, I just enjoyed viewing topless and naked women on my computer and masturbating over them. With me constantly horny, what’s wrong with that? I’m not hurting anyone.

Notwithstanding, clearly curious to see the types of women that sexually excited me, Andi watched me flipping through pages and pages of porn of dozens and dozens of topless and naked women. There were so many topless and naked women of all sizes, shapes, races, and ages. What has this world become or, now that it’s all out in the open with the Internet. Has our Puritan society and moral values always been like this? Or have we been invaded by exhibitionists and voyeurs who see nothing wrong with being topless and naked to show others their topless and naked bodies?

Have women always been such exhibitionistic whores and always ready to show? Have men always been such horny, whoremongers always ready to look? With most women exhibitionists and most men voyeurs, it’s good that women like to show what men like to see. Only, when it’s your mother exposing her topless self at a swingers’ party, that was as equally disturbing for Andi to see as it was sexually exciting for me to see my big breasted, mother-in-law topless.

‘I can’t believe my mother-in-law is at a swingers’, social dance. I can’t believe she’s a swinger. I can’t believe she’s sitting there topless for everyone to see her naked breasts,’ I thought as soon as I saw and recognized Jackie sitting topless in the far corner of the big room with her swinger friends. ‘Something that I’ve always wanted to see since I married her daughter, I can’t believe I’m finally seeing my mother-in-law’s big, naked tits,’ I thought.

# # #

“So, tell me, and don’t be embarrassed,” said Andi. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You can tell me anything. With us best friends before we married and still best friends after we married, there’s nothing that you can say and/or do that would make me think less of you,” she said choosing her words carefully. She paused to look up at me as if she was thinking how to phrase and/or rephrase her words only to say how she truly felt first. “I love you and will always love you.”

Again, as if rethinking what she was about to say, she paused again while looking up at me to watch my reaction to her next question.

“Tell me, I’m curious to know, if you could sexually do anything with anyone, dead or alive, a celebrity, a relative, or a stranger, who would it be and what would you sexually do with them,” asked Andi giving me another sexy look. “Tell me everything and don’t leave any sexy, sexual detail out,” she said with a sexy, little laugh.

I looked at my wife with embarrassment and shame mixed with sexual excitement and horniness. Clearly, in addition to thinking about my topless mother-in-law flashing her enormous breasts at a swingers’, social dance, I thought of what I’d do with my sexual fantasy woman, whoever she was. I mean, I’ve always known who my sexual fantasy woman is but not wanting to admit it in public especially to my wife, of all people, my sexual fantasy woman is someone she’d never expect. Then, seemingly lost in thought, when I didn’t immediately answer her, with her curious to know, she asked me her question again.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” she said again. “Tell me. I’d really like to know. What’s your biggest sexual fantasy? Who do you masturbate over? Is it a neighbor? Someone we both know? A relative? One of my friends, possibly? A co-worker or a celebrity? Other than me, your wife, who makes your cock hard enough for you to want to stroke your prick and cum while masturbating yourself over her?”

Clearly uncomfortably embarrassed admitting my sexual fantasies to my wife, with us married barely two-years, I shouldn’t have any sexual fantasies that doesn’t include her, but I did. I shouldn’t be sexually lusting over any other woman, but I was. She should be my everything but, unfortunately, sexually, much like most couples, she wasn’t. Instead, with me always horny, I felt the need to watch and masturbate over porn every day, sometimes multiple times a day.

Again, with me always horny, and with my wife the only woman that I ever had sex with, I wanted more. With her the only woman that I’ve intimately known, secretly, I wanted to experience other women. Especially now that I’ve seen her mother topless and was made aware that my mother-in-law is a swinging whore, as long as my wife is by my side and agreeable to us having sex with others, I’d like to experience the swinging lifestyle, too. I’d like to attend a swingers’, social dance with Andi to see what swingers do.

# # #

Yet, not believing that Andi would understand my sexual attraction to my secret, sexual fantasy woman, reluctant to continue my sexual, attraction confession to my wife, I took her hand in my hand and kissed it. I looked into her big, bright blue eyes and, while wishing I was kissing my sexual fantasy woman, I leaned into her to give her a passionate kiss on the lips.

“You know that I love you,” I said continuing to look deeply in her eyes. “Right?”

Andi smiled up at me while nodding her pretty head.

“Of course,” she said. “I know that you love me with all of your heart and as much as I love you. Yet, you watching porn and masturbating yourself has more to do with you than with me,” she said with an understanding shrug. “Nonetheless, even though you won’t admit it, you sexually lusting over other women takes something away from me with me knowing that you’re not totally happy and sexually satisfied with me.”

I gave Andi another kiss on the lips and she returned my kiss with her kiss.

“You’re the love of my life. I don’t sexually and romantically want anyone else but you,” I said.

I paused to look at my wife to gage her reaction to what I had just said and what more I was about to admit. I paused again while wondering if I should tell Andi who I was sexually attracted enough to make me want to masturbate over imagining her naked and having sex with me. She was my wife and I was her husband, still nearly newlyweds, I shouldn’t want any other woman than her.

“If I tell you who I’m sexually attracted to and who I masturbate over, please don’t be angry. After I confess what my biggest sexual fantasy is and who turns me on enough to masturbate over them, I’d love to have your honest opinion,” I said.

# # #

Andi looked at me with trepidation before letting out a nervous, little laugh.

“As long as your sexual fantasy doesn’t include farm animals, gay men, non-consensual sex, forced sex, and/or rape, I’m good with anything and everything else that you sexually imagine happening,” she said with a dirty laugh. “Absolutely nothing else is sexually off-limits.”

I returned her laugh with my laugh.

‘Seriously? Anything and everything else that I can sexually imagine? Nothing is sexually off-limits,’ I thought?

I paused to ponder all of the sexual ramifications of a relationship with anything and everything that I can sexually imagine. I paused to ponder what a relationship with nothing sexually off-limits. The sexual floodgates opened with all of the erotic possibilities filling my horny mind.

‘Does this mean that she wants to be a swinger like her mother? Does this mean that she’s agreeable to having sex with others? Does that mean me having sex with one of her girlfriends or with one of my co-workers? Does that mean her having sex with one of my friends or one of her coworkers while I watch and masturbate myself over them having sex. Does that mean, her having lesbian sex with another woman or incestuous sex with one of her relatives? What she said by saying anything and everything else added a world of sexual possibilities.’

“I assure you my sexual fantasies have no farm animals, gay men, or forced sex in them,” I said to my wife with a smug laugh.

Then, I thought more about who I’m was sexually attracted to and who I masturbate over. I feared that if I told her, she may be disappointed in me. Yet, ready to confess and tell her who it was who sexually excited me, while hoping that she’d understand, I looked at Andi with sadly tortured eyes.

# # #

“No. I can’t. I just can’t,” I said changing my mind about telling her who my sexual fantasy woman was. “I know you all too well. You won’t understand my sexual attraction to her,” I said. “You won’t understand that at all. You’ll be angry. You’ll think me a pervert. You’ll think that I’m already cheating on you and am already having sex with her.”

She laughed.

“Well, after suspensefully building up your sexual fantasy and the secret identity of your mystery woman, you must tell me now,” she said with a laugh. “I need to know. I must know who it is,” she said.

She laughed a sexually, diabolical laugh.

“As long as it’s not Kim Kardashian or any of the other Kardashian sluts for that matter, I hate those nasty whores. With them all over exposed, literally and figuratively, they’ve always in the press. Other than any of those nasty bitches, I’m good with whatever and whoever you say is your biggest, sexual fantasy,” she said with a little shrug. “I’d like to know who you think is sexy.”

I looked at my wife while debating if I should tell her who my sexual fantasy woman was. I wondered if she’d understand. I wondered what she’d say. I wondered if she’d be angry with me.

“Is it Katy Perry? I love Katy Perry. She’s pretty. She’s so sexy. Or maybe it’s Britney Spears. Britney Spears is a whore bug she has a hot body from all of that dancing. Or maybe it’s J. Lo. She’s another whore but she still looks good for her age. So, tell me who it is. Knowing how much you like big breasted women, maybe it’s Christina Hendricks or Sofia Vergara. They both have enormous F cup breasts,” said Andi. “Neither one is a whore, at least, I don’t think they are.”

Feeling safe telling her and trusting her with her knowing who my sexual fantasy woman was, she encouraged me to tell her my deepest, sexual secrets by rubbing my back.

“Why would I be angry? There’s nothing that you can say that will make me angry. I love you,” she said giving me another kiss. “So, tell me and don’t hold back. What’s your biggest, sexual fantasy? What do you sexually fantasize about when you’re horny? Who do you think about naked and having sex with her when masturbating yourself?”

# # #

While hoping that she’d understand and not be angry, I looked at my wife with love.

“Your mother,” I blurted out while painfully confessing and thinking about her mother’s enormous, naked breasts.

Andi looked at me with confusion. Not understanding that her mother was my sexual fascination, she asked me again.

“My mother? What about my mother,” she asked?

I let out a nervous, little laugh.

“Your mother is my sexual fantasy woman. I sexually fantasize over your mother. I masturbate over her every day, sometimes multiple times a day,” I said. “Injecting her and replacing you, I even think about her when we’re having sex.”

I paused before continuing to study her reaction to my admitting that I think of her mother when we’re having sex.

“I love her, I do, but not nearly as much as I love you and not in the same romantic way that I love you. Yet, there’s something about your mother that makes me horny. There’s nothing more that I’d want to do than to have sex with your mother,” I said. “I wish I could see, touch, feel, fondle, grope, and suck her big tits.”

While pausing to replay it all through my mind, I thought about all that I’d wanted to do with her mother.

“I’d love for her to stroke me. I’d love for her to blow me. I’d love for your mother to suck my cock while I fondled her big tits and fingered her erect nipples. I’d love to cum in your mother’s mouth, all over her face, and across her naked breasts,’ I said while imagining Jackie blowing me and cumming in her mouth, all over her face, and across her big, naked breasts.

Allowing my sexual fantasy to play across my horny mind, I imagined having my wicked, sexual way with my mother-in-law and with her big, naked breasts.

“That’s not all. I’d love to eat your mother’s pussy. I’d love to fingerfuck her pussy while rubbing her clit and licking her. I’d love to give her a sexual orgasm with my fingers and with my tongue. I’d love to watch and hear her cum. I’d love to fuck your mother. I’d love to fuck her hard and fast enough to give her a sexual orgasm with my cock, too. I’d love to cum in your mother’s pussy, too.”

Expecting her to be angry, and expecting her to not understand my sexual attraction to her mother, I stared at my wife while waiting for her violent reaction. I wondered how she felt about me wanting to fuck her mother. I wondered how she felt about me wanting her mother to blow me. With all of the women in the world, I wondered how she felt about me wanting to have sex with Jackie. When she didn’t show any reaction to the identity of my sexual fantasy woman, I continued with my sexual attraction confession about her mother to my wife.

“From the first day that I met her, I’ve always been sexually attracted to her,” I said looking at my wife apologetically. “You know how I feel about big, breasted, older women and she certainly has big tits that are even bigger, firmer, and raised up higher after her breast enhancement surgery.”

Not giving me her opinion one way or the other, not judging me and/or my sexual attraction to her mother, Andi remained silent while allowing me to talk. I wondered what she was thinking. I wondered if she’d stab me to death while I was sleeping or pour poison in my coffee when I wasn’t looking. Hoping that she’d listen and understand my sexual attraction to her mother without murdering me, I decided to give her more background to justify my sexual attraction to Jackie.

“The first time I met your mother, she was recently divorced from your father. She had just had her breast enhancement surgery to make her big breasts higher, firmer, and look bigger than they already did,” I said holding my hands out in front of my chest to imitate the sheer size of her mother’s massive breasts. “Unable to drive home, I stayed over and slept in the guest bedroom because I had too much to drink. Do you remember that?”

Clearly remembering the night that I slept over in the guest bedroom, my wife nodded her head.

“All day, staring at them and leering at them, I couldn’t take my eyes off of your mother’s big tits. Before falling asleep while slowly stroking myself, I wished that I could see your mother’s big, naked tits. I wished she’d blow me and allow me to cum in her mouth and all over her naked breasts. I so wanted to fuck your mother,” I confessed and admitted to my wife.

Then, I told her what else happened that night.

“Falling asleep stroking myself, I was naked and sleeping on my back beneath the covers. Then, sometime during the night with you soundly asleep in your room, my wish came true. I vaguely remember your mother coming in my room to check on me,” I said while watching the reaction of my wife.

Embarrassed to tell her what happened with her mother, I took a big breath to give me the courage to continue. Thinking that she may be angry. Thinking that she’d think it was my fault, I hoped she wouldn’t blame me for her mother being sexually attracted to me. I hoped she wouldn’t blame me for her mother being a whore.

“Maybe I was dreaming or imagining it, but I remember your mother removed the covers from me. I opened my eyes a crack, enough to see. As if she had never seen a naked man before, she stood over me staring at my naked body. Then, surprising me and shocking me, she took my flaccid penis in her hand and slowly stroked me before she leaned forward to take me in her mouth to briefly suck me.”

I looked at my wife while remembering her mother with my erect prick in her mouth.

“Your mother was blowing me. She was sucking my cock. I swear, with me so sexually excited, had I not been drinking, I would have put a gentle hand behind your mother’s head and humped her mouth and fucked her face. Had I not been so out of it, I would have ejaculated in your mother’s mouth,” I said. “I wish I wasn’t drunk and/or sleeping. I would have enjoyed your mother’s impromptu blowjob more,” I said with a dirty laugh.

Andi smirked and laughed, too.

“Trust me. You weren’t dreaming or imagining things. That sounds like something that my mother would do,” said Andi with a dirty laugh. “By the way that she looks at you, undresses you with her eyes, and sexily dresses when around you, she’s always been sexually attracted to you, too.”

Clearly aware that her mother was an exhibitionist whore, Andi looked at me with sexual arousal. Maybe she was thinking of her sexual fantasy, too. Maybe her sexual fantasy included her mother, too.

“If you gave her the chance, she’d allow you to strip her naked and have sex with her naked body. She’d allow you to make out with her while touching and feeling her naked body everywhere that a son-in-law should never touch and feel his mother-in-law. She’d definitely fuck you,” she said nodding her head. “Without a doubt, she’d suck your cock and allow you to cum in her mouth, all over her face, and across her naked breasts. My mother is such a wicked whore.”

Feeling as if I needed to explain my sexual attraction to her mother, I continued with my sexual, attraction confession.

“Since the first time that I met your mother, I was been taken by her enormous breasts. I can’t help it; you know that I’m a breast man and I love your big tits as much as I love your mother’s big tits. Then, when she had her breast enhancement surgery to raise her breasts, I wanted to see them. I wanted to touch them. I wanted to feel them. I wanted to fondle them and suck them,” I said while imagining my mother-in-law’s naked breasts.

# # #

As if it was yesterday, I remembered the first time that her mother flashed me her nearly naked, nightgown clad body.

“Remembering back, it started the next morning with your mother making breakfast while wearing her sheer and sexy, short, low-cut nightgown without having the modesty to wear a robe over it,” I said pausing. “You were still sleeping while your mother was giving me a nearly naked show of her beautiful body and her enormous breasts. With my cock throbbing, pulsating, and tenting my pajama bottoms, she gave me such a huge erection that I thought my erect prick would pop out of my pajama pee hole. Hoping that it would, I wondered what her reaction would be to seeing my erect, naked prick.”

Andi laughed.

“Again, that sounds like something my mother would do,” she said. “She’s always been an exhibitionist and such a flirt. If you pulled out your cock, she probably would have stroked you before falling to her knees to suck you. She definitely would have blown you and allowed you to cum in her mouth.”

Allowing the vision of my mother-in-law in her sexy and sheer nightgown to replay across my horny mind, I paused to collect my thoughts before continuing. Now, wishing I had exposed my naked prick to my mother-in-law, as Andi said, I wondered if she would have stroked me before sucking me. My biggest sexual fantasy was to cum in my mother-in-law’s mouth while fondling her naked breasts.

“I could see through her skimpy nightgown as if she was naked. Then, when she opened the refrigerator door without turning on the kitchen light and stood in front of the open door, the light lit her up as if she was a stripper on stage. I could clearly see her naked breasts and her naked pussy, and when she turned and bent at the waist, I could see her naked ass and the back of her naked pussy, too,” I said becoming even more sexually excited after seeing so very much of my nearly naked mother-in-law.

Andi laughed again.

“Again, that’s something my mother has deliberately done with the plumber, the electrician, and now with you,” she said. “My mother is an exhibitionist. She loves exposing herself to unsuspecting men. She loves flashing not only her naked tits but also her naked ass and her naked pussy.”

# # #

Looking as if I was reconsidering telling my wife what else happened, I finally confessed everything that happened between me and her mother.

“Your mother kissed me on our wedding day,” I said.

Andi shrugged.

“So? Your father and your brother kissed me on our wedding day, too,” she said with an unconcerned shrug.

I put my head down in embarrassment as if ashamed to tell her the rest.

“Instead of giving me a welcoming peck on the lips, she parted my lips with her tongue and French kissed me. She gave me a long, wet kiss and unable to help myself, I returned her French kiss with my long, wet kiss. That’s not all,” I said.

I paused to remember what more happened.

“I remembered when she saw me staring at her huge, bra clad breasts, she put my hands on her bra clad breasts and invited me to touch them and feel them. Not having to give me a second invitation, I was all over her bra clad breasts. I felt them, squeezed them, and fondled them through her clothes.”

Expecting her to stop me. Expecting her to slap my hand and push me away. When she didn’t, I continued feeling her big breasts through her clothes.

“You can touch them and feel them now that we’re family,” she said encouraging me to sexually molest her. “Go ahead. Don’t be shy. Feel my tits. I dare you to feel my tits,” she said putting her shoulders back and sticking out her chest more. “I like having my tits felt,” she said. “If there weren’t all these people around, I’d lift my bra and show them to you. Maybe, later sometime when we’re alone, I’ll show you my naked tits,” she said shocking me.

Andi looked at me.

“So did you?”

James gave his wife a confused look.

“Did I what?”

She laughed.

“Did you touch and feel my mother’s breasts through her dress and bra,” she asked?

I laughed.

“Duh? You bet I did. I did more than that. When she pulled open her top, I stuck my hand inside the top of her dress and inside of her bra. I felt her naked breasts and fingered her erect nipples while she kissed me again,” I said.

# # #

“Now that I told you my sexual fantasy and who I masturbate over, what’s your sexual fantasy and who do you masturbate over,” I asked my wife?

Not even having to think about her sexual fantasy and who turned her on, ready to confess, Andi looked at me and smiled.

“Women are different than men in their sexual fantasies. Instead of masturbating over anyone in particular, I masturbate more over the sexual actions of someone,” said Andi. “I masturbate over my pussy being fingered and licked. Now, don’t get angry if I tell you what my sexual fantasy is,” she said. “You must understand that it’s something that I may never do. It’s just a sexual fantasy. It’s just my erotic desire, my masturbation dream, and nothing more.”

I laughed.

“If you didn’t get angry that I’m sexually attracted to and masturbate over your mother, then I won’t get angry whoever it is that you’re sexually attracted to and whatever or whoever you masturbate over,” I said.

As if she was going to masturbate herself again, Andi fondled her big breasts through her blouse and bra while confessing her sexual fantasy to me.

“Instead of sexually fantasizing over having sex with a man, I sexually fantasize over having sex with a woman,” she said.

She paused while looking at me to see my reaction to her sexual fantasy?

‘Sex with a woman? My wife wants to have lesbian sex with a woman,’ I thought. ‘Shocked, I couldn’t believe it. Clearly, Andi is bi-sexual. Only, in the way that I wouldn’t want her to watch me having sex with another woman, I’d love to watch her having sex with another man and/or with another woman. Immediately, I imagined all of the sexual possibilities of us having threesome sex, me with Andi and another woman. Wow!’