MADELINE
Blonde, blue-eyed, 4ft 11inches at 100 pounds, 34-21-35 and legs to die for. My wife? Hell no - my mother-in-law, and for the last year she has been doing her absolute best to fuck my brains out. And three years ago this same woman hated my guts because I was going to marry her ******** and she did not consider me good enough for her baby. Why the change of heart? Well, that's the story.
It was a dismal day in October, one of those days when the weather can't make up its mind whether it wants to rain or snow. My wife was at work and I was at home trying to fix the washing machine. After spending an hour looking for the tools I needed and not finding them, I remembered that my father-in-law had borrowed them and, apparently, not brought them back. Ordinarily I would have called him and had him bring them back, but he was out of town. Since my wife had the car I was going to have to walk the three blocks to the in-laws place and get them. I was not looking forward to it. Three blocks in a drizzling rain with the prospect of seeing Madeline at the end of it was something I could do without. Madeline had taken an instant dislike to me the first time we met and in the three years since had not warmed to me one little bit.
Nearing her house I saw two young guys come out the front door, obviously in a good mood and giving each other high-fives. Curious I thought, but put it out of my mind as I walked around to the back of the garage and let myself in. Turning on the light I went through Sam's (my father-in-law) toolbox, searched the workbench, and even looked under Madeline's car, but I couldn't locate my missing tools. They must be in the basement, I thought, and I wondered if I could get in and out of the house without Madeline even knowing I'd been there. The door from the garage opened onto a landing and stairs went up to the kitchen and down into the basement. If no one was in the kitchen I would have it made. I eased open the door and peeked into the kitchen - no one there, so far so good. I was on the landing and easing the door closed behind me when a loud scream echoed through the house, "Fuck me. Oh Jesus fuck me!"
It scared the hell out of me. I stood still on the landing and listened and I could make out a woman's voice, "oh god oh god oh yes do it do it fuck me baby fuck me." I should have turned around and got the hell out of there, but curiosity got the better of common sense and I tip toed up the stairs and slowly made my way toward the sounds. The kitchen was off the dining room, which was, in turn, off the living room and from the kitchen you could look through the dining room and see most of the living room. I took a cautious peek around the doorjamb and saw a sight that gave me an instant erection. Madeline, clad in only high heels, was bent forward over the back of the sofa sucking the cock of a man who lay on it while another guy was fucking her from the rear.
Now I knew why those two guys had left the house in such a good mood. The man lying on the sofa reached up and grabbed the back of Madeline's head and pulled her tight into his crotch and in seconds I saw white fluid leaking out of the corner of Madeline's mouth. The guy held her in place until he was limp, then he released her, got up and got dressed.
"See you guys back at work" he said as he headed for the front door.
Another man appeared from the right side of the living room (he must have been sitting in the armchair) and dropped his pants. He lay down on the sofa and Madeline immediately went for his erect cock. I watched for five minutes as the guy behind kept pounding into her; each forward thrust would take her feet off the floor and when he pulled back they would touch the floor again. Finally the man behind her pumped his load into her pussy (I found out later that it wasn't her pussy - she was taking it up the old Hershey Highway) pulled out and started to get dressed. He too said:
"See you at work" and left.
The guy lying on the sofa pulled her over the back of the sofa, moved between her legs and started to fuck her. Madeline was tossing her head from side to side and I heard, "oh god fuck me fuck me fuck me." She reached up and grabbed the man's ass cheeks and pulled him to her and then let out a guttural cry as an orgasm rocked her body, then she fell back and the tenseness left her body and she let her lover finish. Her head turned to the right and her eyes locked on mine; at first I did not think she saw me, but then I saw the sneer form on her face.
Why she did not say something I don't know, but she kept her eyes on me until the guy fucking her was finished. She turned her gaze away from me when she walked her lover to the door and I heard her tell him:
"Anytime baby. You know where to find me."
I heard the front door close and Madeline walked back into sight; she stopped and looked at me:
"You're a fucking peeping tom too?"
I looked at her standing there with cum running down the insides of her thighs. She had a clean shaven crotch and I could see the lips of her cunt, red and swollen.
I was acutely aware of my throbbing cock and without thinking about it I unbuckled my Levi's and let them and my boxers fall to the floor. As I stepped out of them Madelines eyes dropped to my swollen cock head:
"You can't be serious! No way I'd let an asshole like you fuck me" but by then I had my hands on her shoulders and was pushing her to the floor.
"You don't have a choice 'Mom" (and I put all the sarcasm I could muster into the word 'Mom"). Who you going to bitch to? You tell on me and I'll tell on you."
She was on her knees in front of me now and I put my hands on the back of her head and pulled her toward my cock. She tried to pull away, but I had a good grip and I was stronger than she was so she bowed to the inevitable. Her mouth was so hot on my cock that I came in less than a minute and I held her in place so she had to swallow it all. When I let her go and she pulled away from me she sneeringly said:
"Some man you are. I've had teenagers getting their first fuck last longer than that!"
"Maybe so" I replied, "but I'm still hard so you ain't through yet."
I dragged her over to the sofa and bent her forward over the back and was just about to enter her cunt when I noticed that her asshole was stretched open and there were little white 'pearls' around it. Without thinking I aimed my dick at her 'brown eye' and drove it right in. Madeline stiffened and screamed with pain:
"That hurts damn it, go easy!"
"Go easy my aching ass" I said, "I've got three years of your bad attitude to get even for" and I drove into her as hard as I could.
It took a minute or two and then her cries of pain started to turn into moans of pleasure and in another minute she had the first of several orgasms. For my part, I couldn't cum. I kept pounding at her, but the angle was wrong so after five more minutes or so I pulled out of her ass and pushed her over onto the sofa. As I pushed her legs apart she tried to push me away:
"You have to wash yourself first! You can't just go from one place to the other without washing."
"Fuck you Mom. After the way you've treated me you don't get any consideration from me at all" and I drove my cock into her.
Madeline had one more orgasm in the time it took me to get my rocks off. I held myself in her until I was totally drained and then I pulled out and sat back on the sofa to catch my breath.
"I suppose now you will tell everyone about me?"
"No, I won't" I replied. "You just keep on bad mouthing me and sneering at me and when I notice I'll just smile and remember what a slut you are."
And then she surprised me. She crawled over to me and took my limp cock into her mouth and worked at getting it hard again. It was another two hours before I left and only then because I had to get home before my wife did.
I never noticed the video camera.
Three days later I got a phone call from my father-in-law asking me to meet him for lunch. Once the ordering was out of the way he got right to the point.
"Madeline says that she likes your cock and she doesn't want you to be a stranger."
I choked on my iced tea and some of it dribbled down the front of my shirt. Before I could say anything he went on:
"Don't waste your breath trying to deny or explain - I've seen the video. What Madeline does has my approval and I get a great deal of enjoyment out of watching her. But you have presented me, or should I say us, with a problem. Your relationship with Madeline has been stormy to say the least, and I know it wasn't your fault, but it is a natural human tendency to want to get even ? to get revenge - and you are in a position to do Madeline and me great damage."
I started to say that I wasn't that petty and that in any case I could not do something like that to Debbie's mother, but he held up his hand:
"Let me finish. All of Madeline's lovers have a great incentive to keep their mouths shut - they want more of her. And they know that if they blab they will be cut-off. You, however, have no such incentive. I really don't think you would do anything because of the effect that it might have on Debbie, but I can't be 100% sure of that. So, distasteful as it may be to me I'm going to blackmail you into keeping quiet. If one word of Madeline's activities gets out and I trace it back to you, that portion of the tape that features you and Madeline will somehow find its way into Debbie's hands. I can only guess at her reaction to seeing you fucking her mother, especially that juicy scene where you are rooting around in her root cellar, if you take my meaning. There is a nice side to this blackmail. As I said, Madeline likes your cock and she expects to see you again - tonight! Do I make myself clear?"
I broke out laughing, "What's so funny?" he asked.
"Don't you see it?" I said, "A father-in-law blackmailing a son-in-law into fucking his mother-in-law?" and then he started laughing with me.
Madeline still bad mouths me and puts me down every chance she gets, but that is for public consumption. Privately she is fucking me every chance she gets and believe me when I tell you that I am seeing that she gets lots of chances. My wife keeps after me to try and get on the good side of her mother - I don't think she would understand if I were to tell her I'm having more fun with her mother's bad side.
Blonde, blue-eyed, 4ft 11inches at 100 pounds, 34-21-35 and legs to die for. My wife? Hell no - my mother-in-law, and for the last year she has been doing her absolute best to fuck my brains out. And three years ago this same woman hated my guts because I was going to marry her ******** and she did not consider me good enough for her baby. Why the change of heart? Well, that's the story.
It was a dismal day in October, one of those days when the weather can't make up its mind whether it wants to rain or snow. My wife was at work and I was at home trying to fix the washing machine. After spending an hour looking for the tools I needed and not finding them, I remembered that my father-in-law had borrowed them and, apparently, not brought them back. Ordinarily I would have called him and had him bring them back, but he was out of town. Since my wife had the car I was going to have to walk the three blocks to the in-laws place and get them. I was not looking forward to it. Three blocks in a drizzling rain with the prospect of seeing Madeline at the end of it was something I could do without. Madeline had taken an instant dislike to me the first time we met and in the three years since had not warmed to me one little bit.
Nearing her house I saw two young guys come out the front door, obviously in a good mood and giving each other high-fives. Curious I thought, but put it out of my mind as I walked around to the back of the garage and let myself in. Turning on the light I went through Sam's (my father-in-law) toolbox, searched the workbench, and even looked under Madeline's car, but I couldn't locate my missing tools. They must be in the basement, I thought, and I wondered if I could get in and out of the house without Madeline even knowing I'd been there. The door from the garage opened onto a landing and stairs went up to the kitchen and down into the basement. If no one was in the kitchen I would have it made. I eased open the door and peeked into the kitchen - no one there, so far so good. I was on the landing and easing the door closed behind me when a loud scream echoed through the house, "Fuck me. Oh Jesus fuck me!"
It scared the hell out of me. I stood still on the landing and listened and I could make out a woman's voice, "oh god oh god oh yes do it do it fuck me baby fuck me." I should have turned around and got the hell out of there, but curiosity got the better of common sense and I tip toed up the stairs and slowly made my way toward the sounds. The kitchen was off the dining room, which was, in turn, off the living room and from the kitchen you could look through the dining room and see most of the living room. I took a cautious peek around the doorjamb and saw a sight that gave me an instant erection. Madeline, clad in only high heels, was bent forward over the back of the sofa sucking the cock of a man who lay on it while another guy was fucking her from the rear.
Now I knew why those two guys had left the house in such a good mood. The man lying on the sofa reached up and grabbed the back of Madeline's head and pulled her tight into his crotch and in seconds I saw white fluid leaking out of the corner of Madeline's mouth. The guy held her in place until he was limp, then he released her, got up and got dressed.
"See you guys back at work" he said as he headed for the front door.
Another man appeared from the right side of the living room (he must have been sitting in the armchair) and dropped his pants. He lay down on the sofa and Madeline immediately went for his erect cock. I watched for five minutes as the guy behind kept pounding into her; each forward thrust would take her feet off the floor and when he pulled back they would touch the floor again. Finally the man behind her pumped his load into her pussy (I found out later that it wasn't her pussy - she was taking it up the old Hershey Highway) pulled out and started to get dressed. He too said:
"See you at work" and left.
The guy lying on the sofa pulled her over the back of the sofa, moved between her legs and started to fuck her. Madeline was tossing her head from side to side and I heard, "oh god fuck me fuck me fuck me." She reached up and grabbed the man's ass cheeks and pulled him to her and then let out a guttural cry as an orgasm rocked her body, then she fell back and the tenseness left her body and she let her lover finish. Her head turned to the right and her eyes locked on mine; at first I did not think she saw me, but then I saw the sneer form on her face.
Why she did not say something I don't know, but she kept her eyes on me until the guy fucking her was finished. She turned her gaze away from me when she walked her lover to the door and I heard her tell him:
"Anytime baby. You know where to find me."
I heard the front door close and Madeline walked back into sight; she stopped and looked at me:
"You're a fucking peeping tom too?"
I looked at her standing there with cum running down the insides of her thighs. She had a clean shaven crotch and I could see the lips of her cunt, red and swollen.
I was acutely aware of my throbbing cock and without thinking about it I unbuckled my Levi's and let them and my boxers fall to the floor. As I stepped out of them Madelines eyes dropped to my swollen cock head:
"You can't be serious! No way I'd let an asshole like you fuck me" but by then I had my hands on her shoulders and was pushing her to the floor.
"You don't have a choice 'Mom" (and I put all the sarcasm I could muster into the word 'Mom"). Who you going to bitch to? You tell on me and I'll tell on you."
She was on her knees in front of me now and I put my hands on the back of her head and pulled her toward my cock. She tried to pull away, but I had a good grip and I was stronger than she was so she bowed to the inevitable. Her mouth was so hot on my cock that I came in less than a minute and I held her in place so she had to swallow it all. When I let her go and she pulled away from me she sneeringly said:
"Some man you are. I've had teenagers getting their first fuck last longer than that!"
"Maybe so" I replied, "but I'm still hard so you ain't through yet."
I dragged her over to the sofa and bent her forward over the back and was just about to enter her cunt when I noticed that her asshole was stretched open and there were little white 'pearls' around it. Without thinking I aimed my dick at her 'brown eye' and drove it right in. Madeline stiffened and screamed with pain:
"That hurts damn it, go easy!"
"Go easy my aching ass" I said, "I've got three years of your bad attitude to get even for" and I drove into her as hard as I could.
It took a minute or two and then her cries of pain started to turn into moans of pleasure and in another minute she had the first of several orgasms. For my part, I couldn't cum. I kept pounding at her, but the angle was wrong so after five more minutes or so I pulled out of her ass and pushed her over onto the sofa. As I pushed her legs apart she tried to push me away:
"You have to wash yourself first! You can't just go from one place to the other without washing."
"Fuck you Mom. After the way you've treated me you don't get any consideration from me at all" and I drove my cock into her.
Madeline had one more orgasm in the time it took me to get my rocks off. I held myself in her until I was totally drained and then I pulled out and sat back on the sofa to catch my breath.
"I suppose now you will tell everyone about me?"
"No, I won't" I replied. "You just keep on bad mouthing me and sneering at me and when I notice I'll just smile and remember what a slut you are."
And then she surprised me. She crawled over to me and took my limp cock into her mouth and worked at getting it hard again. It was another two hours before I left and only then because I had to get home before my wife did.
I never noticed the video camera.
Three days later I got a phone call from my father-in-law asking me to meet him for lunch. Once the ordering was out of the way he got right to the point.
"Madeline says that she likes your cock and she doesn't want you to be a stranger."
I choked on my iced tea and some of it dribbled down the front of my shirt. Before I could say anything he went on:
"Don't waste your breath trying to deny or explain - I've seen the video. What Madeline does has my approval and I get a great deal of enjoyment out of watching her. But you have presented me, or should I say us, with a problem. Your relationship with Madeline has been stormy to say the least, and I know it wasn't your fault, but it is a natural human tendency to want to get even ? to get revenge - and you are in a position to do Madeline and me great damage."
I started to say that I wasn't that petty and that in any case I could not do something like that to Debbie's mother, but he held up his hand:
"Let me finish. All of Madeline's lovers have a great incentive to keep their mouths shut - they want more of her. And they know that if they blab they will be cut-off. You, however, have no such incentive. I really don't think you would do anything because of the effect that it might have on Debbie, but I can't be 100% sure of that. So, distasteful as it may be to me I'm going to blackmail you into keeping quiet. If one word of Madeline's activities gets out and I trace it back to you, that portion of the tape that features you and Madeline will somehow find its way into Debbie's hands. I can only guess at her reaction to seeing you fucking her mother, especially that juicy scene where you are rooting around in her root cellar, if you take my meaning. There is a nice side to this blackmail. As I said, Madeline likes your cock and she expects to see you again - tonight! Do I make myself clear?"
I broke out laughing, "What's so funny?" he asked.
"Don't you see it?" I said, "A father-in-law blackmailing a son-in-law into fucking his mother-in-law?" and then he started laughing with me.
Madeline still bad mouths me and puts me down every chance she gets, but that is for public consumption. Privately she is fucking me every chance she gets and believe me when I tell you that I am seeing that she gets lots of chances. My wife keeps after me to try and get on the good side of her mother - I don't think she would understand if I were to tell her I'm having more fun with her mother's bad side.
