Lyudmila Petrovna, this is my mother-in-law's name, a woman is very slim and beautiful. Despite its forty-three years, it attracts the attention of both male and female (already) half of humanity. I began to dream about it for a long time, and I waited only for an opportunity to cling to it with my whole body, and merge, beat, in a single ecstasy.
Marry Sasha's father, she jumped out early, barely finished, high school. He is ten years older than his wife, and when she confessed to him that she was pregnant, without hesitation, he took her to the registry office. By the age of eighteen, Lyudmila Petrovna managed to become a mother, so much without having to walk, which is impossible to say about her husband. They have a happy family. He is a high-ranking official in the past, and now he is the head of a successful company, she is a respectable housewife who has not worked for a single day. All these years, Victor Andreevich, cherished his little wife, not stinting on expensive gifts, French cosmetics and perfumery.
In general, Lyudmila Petrovna was engaged in herself, and in her years, she drew a maximum of thirty-five years, or even less. Even the language does not turn, to call her grandmother (yes, such grandmothers, still fuck and fuck, but they will all be short), and she’s already almost five years old as a grandmother. The difference in age, and more relaxed way of life of her husband, imprinted on their sex life, and as a result, and on her character.
In principle, she is not a spiteful woman, but lately, she began to notice behind her that she often grumbles. Something is wrong for her, this is not for her, in one word she got everyone, especially me. You see, Sasha has been looking very tired lately, somehow haggard. Well, of course, he must be tired. How else? He doesn’t raise his head at work from his scientific work all day, for that at home, his head works like a jackhammer. What if he wants me all the time, and I do care ..
Sometimes we linger all night long with him, and in the morning we have to hurry to work with bruises under our eyes, but here, as if inappropriate, again, the desire will leap in both of them. While Nastya is sitting on the pot, he is processing me. How, pray tell, with such a rhythm, and not to get tired?
I didn’t pay much attention to the grumbling of my mother-in-law, but understand correctly, you can't always be unhappy. This is especially conspicuous when Viktor Andreevich was absent for a long time. As a gynecologist, I know that such disorders arise from a long break. First, a slight indisposition, then a bad mood, turning into mental disorders, and there it is not far to various diseases. Her constant nervousness began to turn me on, and in one of those periods, I decided, as a specialist, to talk to my mother-in-law.
I called her on the phone and told her to immediately come to me for a visit, saying that her condition worried me. What a worry there, I just wanted to touch her alluring pussy for a long time, but how could I do it without any reason. From the mere thought that I would watch and grope my mother-in-law pussy, I was thrown into a fever, but one thing is to seduce my peers, and the other is a mature woman, while my mother-in-law, my husband's mother, my daughter’s grandmother. Who knows how she will behave in the next moment.
The next day, Lyudmila Petrovna knocked at my office. She radiated freshness (apparently only took a bath), and from the aroma of her delicate French perfumes, her head was spinning. I let go of my sister, and offered Lyudmila Petrovna to undress for inspection. She was wearing awesomely beautiful blue guipure panties with black petals rising from the very bottom, ending in a pubic, rose of the same color. She easily chamois, jumped into a chair and threw them off. Taking a comfortable position, Lyudmila Petrovna sat in a chair, and fit her legs on the trays of the foothills, giving my gaze her lovely, neat pussy.
I, having pulled on rubber gloves, smeared my fingers with gel and began to palpate, nervously fidgeting in my chair. I just touched her labia, as they responded and tensed in anticipation of something sweet. The pea of her clitoris began to grow in her eyes, appealingly appearing from her cover. “Oh, Mommy, you're already ready. Very good. I will not have to apply effort. You yourself will seduce me, ”I just had time to think. Her pelvis began to rise to meet my fingers, and a barely audible, faint moan came out of my chest.
I do not notice her nervous excitement (I work). Then walk along the lips, then touch the excited clitoris, and then insert the fingers inside (and no gel was needed - it flows like a bitch). The sponges began to tremble finely, droplets gathered on the petals and the clitoris, and a damp path was laid in a thin stream to the anus just below. The aroma of her vagina drove me crazy, and I held out the last effort (it was necessary that she herself took the first step), controlling herself ... Petrovna in a weak voice called me (everything started), and I, as it were, do not hear.
I called louder, and I “distracted” from the inspection, lifting my head. Bah, yes she "flies", absolutely not ashamed of my presence. I came closer to her, and Mommy looks at me with a dull, dim look, and, putting her hand to my waist, intermittently whisper says:
- Well, there, Zorenka, you finish already? Enough is enough ... I will live?
And I feel that her hand involuntarily and slowly creeps down, and already gently walks along the bottom of the buttocks.
- Yes, that you, Lyudmila Petrovna ... Of course, awake. Only here, it seems, the web begins to overgrow.
With her all at once languishing, as with his hand removed:
- How is it, cobwebs? What are you saying?
Then I, smiling slyly, began to reassure her (who thought that she was so inexperienced):
- Yes, there is no web there. This is a figurative expression, when pussy for a long time nobody visits. You need to engage in sex more often, and everything will be fine.
“Yes, Viktor Andreyevich has not had me for a long time,” she admitted, “and I have never had anyone but him.”
Here are the times. Wow with one man all his life fucked, and in fact you will not think in life that such an appealing aunt, and never went to the left. Need help.
- Well, not necessarily the same man. Have you ever had a girlfriend?
- Not. Somehow she didn’t draw, and now you looked at me so gently that you wanted to. Hardly restrained orgasm.
- In vain held back. We are not strangers.
- And you will not condemn if I finish?
- Of course not. I will even help.
- Oh, help, Zorenka. Beg. It felt good to me, and she, without any embarrassment, began to caress my ass, trying to squeeze her fingers between the buttocks (well, and you were a fool, afraid).
I returned to my place and continued my “inspection”, driving my mother-in-law to rabies. At one point, she broke down and exhaled with a groan: "Kiss me." And I only needed her to ask me about it. I was no longer afraid that she would mock me, supposedly made, seduced, obedient daughter-in-law. I pressed my lips to her hungry bosom, and sucked in a hard and hot clit.
Just started to get into the taste, soaking up her fragrant juices, as she, clinging to my gorgeous hair, began to force her head on the hot vagina. She groaned for a long time, and her grip weakened, but without lifting my head, the alkaline from her quivering grotto was delicious, crumbly moisture. She stroked my hair, not hurrying me with my caresses, and I felt her hands trembling. Another second, and an orgasm swept through my body in a small loose place. We took a breath. I helped her up from her chair.
Luda, now she demands that I never call her otherwise, turned me to my face and dug my lips into a long grateful kiss. We left work together, but I did not go home, but went with her. From the house, Lyuda called Sasha, warning him that I was with her, and that he did not forget to take Nastya from the nanny. We had a light snack, and still shy, she pulled me into the bathroom, with mirrors mounted instead of tile. Our panoramic reflection stimulated, and from this excitement, we were tearing off our clothes with passionate impatience.
The hot, relaxing water took us in its arms, and we kissed like madmen, bringing ourselves to ecstasy. Luda, at first ineptly, but then (probably, the intuition worked), with the skill of lesbians with experience, gave me pleasure, spending the language on the most sensual points. For all my not small sexual experience, not a single man could please me as much as my beloved mother-in-law, Lyuda, and I was once again convinced that only a woman knows what a woman needs.
I have been living in fog for five days now. I can not safely work, seeing in front of me different, all sorts of vagina-pelvis. I look at them without interest, just fulfill my professional duty. I didn’t even want Nadia like Lyudochka. And from Sasha I do not get as much pleasure as from his mom. And yesterday, we, fooling around, ordered on the Internet a lot of all sorts of sexual things, and now we are waiting for a package with impatience.
I can’t even imagine what and how it will be when Victor Andreevich returns from a business trip. This does not want to think about. There will be a day - there will be food. And now there is only us, with such alluring, intoxicating, sweet pussies, and we will love and bring joy to each other until you get bored.