My mother in law leant a helping hand

Context: After spending several months living with the in-laws while our new house was being completed, I was getting so stressed out about living under somebody else’s roof and not having my own space. I got back from work later than expected because of traffic. I was tired and pissed off. I came through the front door, threw my bag on the floor, kicked my shoes off, hung my jacket up, and went straight upstairs without saying a word to my mother-in-law, who was sitting in the living room watching TV. I immediately got in the shower and washed off all the dirt and grime from a hard day at work.

Later that evening I was lying on the bed watching TV while my wife was at work when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Hey Danny, is everything okay? You came in earlier and stormed off upstairs,” Christine asked.
“Hey Chris, I’m just a little stressed out, that’s all,” I replied.
“Why are you stressed out? Anything you want to talk about?” she asked with genuine sincerity.
“Don’t get me wrong, you’ve been very welcoming and hospitable, but I really need my own space now,” I replied.
“I completely understand that,” Chris said.
“I’m just really stressed out with the wait for our new home, and work is getting under my skin as well,” I said.
“Maybe you just need a release and to let off some steam,” Chris suggested.
“If it wasn’t the middle of winter I’d probably go for a ride on my motorcycle, but the weather is so bad and, well, I don’t really have any other hobbies!” I replied.
“I didn’t mean a hobby,” Chris stated.
“What do you mean?” I inquired.
“You know…… Sex!” Chris said with a smile.
“Chris, what the hell!?” I said incredulously.
“Oh come on, don’t be bashful. We’re adults; we can talk about it,” Chris said, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
“Well, if your daughter didn’t work nights and wasn’t constantly too tired or not in the mood, I’d say you’d have a point,” I replied, feeling a little awkward.
“What about jerking off?” Chris asked.
“I’m not really in the habit of masturbating in other people’s houses!” I said.

Chris got onto the bed properly and looked at me. “Take your pants off,” she instructed.
“No! Are you crazy?” I asked in disbelief.
“Oh stop it, don’t be silly. I’m offering you a solution to your problem,” she said with a mischievous smile.
“Chris, what are you suggesting?” I asked nervously.
“I’m suggesting you take your pants off and I’ll do my best to relieve some of your stress with a hand job,” Chris laughed.

What the hell was going on! My mother-in-law—an attractive woman in her late 50s with long blonde hair and huge tits—was actually suggesting she jerk me off.
“You’re really offering to get me off as stress relief?” I asked, still unable to process the situation.
“Yes! Now take off your pants!” Chris instructed in a firmer but still friendly tone.

I figured, “Fuck it.” If she’s offering, it’d be rude not to take her up on her generous offer. I undid my pants and pulled them down, revealing my semi-erect cock.
“Oh my! It’s quite big and it’s not even hard yet,” Chris said with a naughty twinkle in her eyes.

I blushed at the comment and she immediately wrapped her hand around my growing shaft and slowly stroked it until I was as hard as a rock.
“Now you just lay back and relax while I take good care of you,” Chris said softly.

I lay back and closed my eyes, still unable to grasp the situation, but I tried to put it to the back of my mind and just let go. I had to admit Christine was very, very good at it. Her small, soft hands felt amazing wrapped around my cock as she stroked gently but firmly up and down while cradling my balls with her other hand.

A couple of minutes later I felt a tongue gently licking the incredibly sensitive underside of my tip. My eyes opened wide and I looked down to see Chris circling her tongue around the tip. She looked up at me and we made eye contact. She didn’t stop; she didn’t say a word. She just smiled and continued before putting the whole thing in her mouth. My head dropped back onto the pillow. Gradually she went further and further down my shaft until my entire cock was in her mouth. I looked on in amazement at my mother-in-law deep-throating me on my bed. I lay back again and closed my eyes, now thoroughly enjoying the experience.

Chris stopped for a moment and I continued to relax and enjoy the moment. I began to wonder what she was doing as she moved around on the bed. Then there was a new sensation. My cock was now inside something hot and very wet. I opened my eyes to see Chris had taken off her pants and underwear and had lowered herself onto my cock.
“Uh, Chris, what are you doing?” I stammered.
“This is no longer just about you. I need this too!” Chris replied.

How in the hell had I arrived at this point? I went from being stressed out to being inside my mother-in-law! I couldn’t stop now; it felt so good being inside another woman. I lay there as she bounced up and down wildly like her life depended on it. After a couple of minutes she climbed off me and lay on her side, spreading her cheeks. I shuffled up behind her and slid back inside her, slowly pushing myself in. She unbuttoned her shirt and removed it, then took my hand and placed it on one of her tits. Pumping into her harder and faster while squeezing her breast and playing with her nipples, she began to moan—quietly at first and gradually getting louder. She moved again and this time lay on her back. I got off the bed and stood in front of her between her legs, guiding myself inside her pussy. I held her legs while I proceeded to fuck her like I hated her, taking out all of my stress and frustration on her little wet pussy. Watching her big and surprisingly firm breasts bounce around with each thrust.

“That’s it, Danny, fuck me harder!” Chris panted as she licked her fingers and began stroking her clit while I pounded her with every ounce of strength I possessed. A couple of minutes later Chris was getting red in the face, her hair starting to dampen, and her tits were beginning to glisten with tiny rivulets of sweat forming on her skin. I could feel sweat running down my face and my chest from our furious sexual encounter. It was hot, sweaty, fast, and nasty. The air in the room was thick with the sounds of slapping flesh and the scent of sex hanging heavy.

“Oh….. oh…… oh…… OH FUCK!!!” Chris screamed as she climaxed and her body tensed up. I quickly pulled out, leaned over her, and stroked furiously for several more seconds before shooting my huge, hot, and sticky load all up her stomach, between her tits, and some of it reaching as far as her neck and chin. I leaned forward and steadied myself on the bed as my body recovered from such a huge exertion.

“That’s a lot of cum! You really did need a release, huh?” Chris said as she wiped a small spot of cum from her chin before licking it off her fingertips.
“I guess you were right!” I said with a chuckle.

She sat up on the edge of the bed with my load still covering her, picked up her clothes, and threw them out the door into the washing basket on the landing.

“I think I need a shower now! Now Danny, if you ever feel stressed out while you’re living here and need a little release, just let me know and I’ll be happy to help you again!” Chris said with a little chuckle. She turned and walked out of my bedroom and down the hallway toward the bathroom. I peered around the doorway and watched her ass wiggle from side to side with each step. I was quite surprised to realize that as I watched the hypnotic wiggle of her butt, my cock had started to rise again. Maybe I would take her up on her offer. After all, it’s not every day you find out just how hospitable your mother-in-law can actually be.