Chapter 159: Thankful Thanksgiving 002/ Foot Teased and Stroked TOO Much 001

There was an awkward pause and then I just decided to go for it. I leaned in and for the first time, kissed my 56 year-old mother-in-law. Marilyn was started at first, pulled back a bit, but then began to kiss me back. To be honest, my wife wasn't the best kisser, and it was clear immediately, she should've taken lessons from her mother. Marilyn's lips were soft and they applied just the right amount of pressure to my lips. Soon our tongues found each other and were swirling in harmony.

My hand now went to where it had wanted to go for nearly 10 years--to Marilyn's breasts. I cupped her left tit over her shirt and bra and massaged it from the bottom up, feeling her nipple hardening from my touch.

We kissed deeply and then I felt her hand grabbing for my cock. It wasn't hard to find that big bulge and her hand rubbed me even harder, if that was possible, through my jeans.

"Oh, I've wanted this for so long, Marilyn."

"Me too," she suprisingly whispered in my ear.

I reached around and grabbed a handful of her ass and squeezed as Marilyn fumbled to unbutton my pants.

I reached under her sweater, slid my hand up her bra and felt the heat of the flesh of her tit and rock hard nipple.

It didn't take long for Marilyn to pop open my pants and reach down, desperately grasping for my harder-than-it had ever been 7 inch cock.

I almost came right there when I felt her hand go inside my boxers and grab hold of my dick. She started to jerk me off, at the same time trying to force my pants down a little more.

I kissed her neck as she pulled rapidly on my cock. I wanted this to last forever.

"I want to fuck you so bad Marilyn."

With that statement she began to jerk even harder and faster. I pulled up her shirt and eagerly brought my mouth to her nipple. I knew it was unlikely, but part of me worried that the people upstairs would hear our gasps and sighs that despite our best efforts to keep quiet, couldn't be contained; but there was no stopping us now.

Just when I thought this beautiful day couldn't get any better, Marilyn fell to her knees. She ripped down my boxers and literally shoved my cock into her mouth. I sighed and leaned back, still partly in shock that my dream was coming true--my beautiful mother-in-law was down on her kness sucking my cock.

I held the back of her head, caressing it, watching as my cock went in and out of her mouth. Much like the kissing, mother was better than daughter. Maybe simply she had had more practice. Occassionally she would stop and run her tongue up my shaft and swirl it around the tip of my cock, but maybe partly because she knew we didn't have a lot of time, or maybe simply because that's how she sucked cock, Marilyn was devouring my cock like there was no tomorrow.

I gently thrust foward as her head bobbed over my dick, helping her fit all of me inside her mouth. I sensed myself tightening up, and like I always do before I cum, I reached and grabbed Marilyn's tit and squeezed.

I enjoyed one last glimpse of her sucking my cock until I lost control. My back arching, my penis pushing all the way to the back of her throat...I exploded like I had never exploded before. As the cum shot thick load after thick load into her mouth, I watched her take it all in like a pro. Barely moving, just letting the cum hit the back of her throat and slide down.

I caressed her head as my final shots squirted out. She began sucking again and then took my dick out of her mouth and kissed it, licking the shaft lovingly. She looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back.

"Did you guys get lost down there?" I heard Jim hell from upstairs.

The fantasy was over. Now, back to reality. We scurried to get our clothes back on, rushing upstairs before Jim came down, almost forgetting the bottle of wine we had come down for in the first place.

Taking our seats around the table, my mother-in-law proposed a toast. As everyone raised their glasses, Marilyn looked at me across the table and toasted, "to the future, and all the new excitement that come with it."

My life hasn't been the same since.

The End.

Book Title: Foot Teased and Stroked TOO Much

Kevin awoke, groggy. The first thing he noticed was that he could see nothing. He could feel his head surrounded by a mask. The mask covered his mouth with a zipper, left his nose sticking out, and had openings for they eyes. He could feel the strap from a blindfold blinding his sight.

The last think Kevin could remember was having that fourth glass of wine. He'd been apprehensive about telling Hailey about his foot fetish. Even moreso about his desire for smelling stinky feet. What had he told her in his drunken stupor before blacking out?

While trying to remember the events of the evening, he began to realize his situation. He was in a hogtie, strapped to a strange table. His wrists were together behind him, crossed. His ankles, too, were crossed and tied. Wrists and ankles tethered together. A bar set between his legs just above the knees kept his legs apart slightly. Straps across each of his upper arms, across the small of his back, and across each of his lower thighs kept his body immobile. The table was heavily padded, but left strategic areas open. A piece across his upper chest, one down the middle of his chest widening to support his stomach, and a wide piece supporting his legs. Nipples and penis left completely exposed. Something attached to each side of the tight-fitting mask, preventing him from turning in either direction. The final humiliation: a small foam-rubber ball shoved into his mouth.

Soon, he heard a door followed by footfalls coming toward him. He could tell the floor was carpeted, as the footfalls were muffled.

"Finally awake, I see." Hailey's voice seemed to comfort him slightly. As the voice came from slightly below him, he determined the table he was on was a little suspended. "Let's see just how responsive you are."

Hailey wasted no time in fondling his nipples, lightly stroking and pinching them. Kevin loved having his nipples teased, something that Hailey knew all too well already. His instant moan only encouraged her fingers to stroke and tickle them as they hardened under her ministrations. His cock, too, had begun to harden as this stimulation began to turn him on quickly.