"Chris, don't hold back..." It was late, deep in the night. The naked, mature woman on the bed, her body arced, looked back at me. She kept pressing her rounded bottom against me, her plump lips slightly parted, her eyes hazy with a desire that seemed to melt everything it touched. Just twenty-four hours ago, I couldn't have dreamed I’d conquer my lush, ripe mother-in-law and have her beneath me… My name is Chris Lee, a twenty-five-year-old married man. Lately, I’d been in a bind. My petite wife, Sophia, simply couldn't handle how uncommonly well-endowed I was, and my stamina was insatiable. I’d be restless if I didn't let off steam for a single day. Each time felt like a forced encounter, pushing Sophia to the point of rolling her eyes, just to find some relief. The result? In less than a month, her lips had swollen by a noticeable amount. It even caught the attention of my mother-in-law, Danielle Reed—Dani. Dani was my immediate superior at work, and she was the one who introduced Sophia to me. Initially, she thought I was a jerk and was fiercely protective of her daughter. Only later, once she understood the reason for Sophia’s predicament, did she feel a little awkward facing me. That day, I was in my office, trying to figure out how to develop Sophia's oral skills, when my phone suddenly rang. It was Dani. She wanted me to see her. I knocked on her office door. After hearing a faint, "Come in," I turned the doorknob. The first thing I saw was Dani bent over, her backside jutting out as she organized items in a cardboard box. Her ample, round backside swayed gently with her movements. "You’re here," she said without lifting her head. Clearly, she recognized my footsteps. She nodded towards the sofa nearby. "Have a seat for a moment while I finish up." I didn’t reply, walking straight to the sofa and sitting down, my gaze fixed on her back. I instinctively swallowed. If memory served, Dani was exactly forty this year, in the prime of her allure. Unlike my small wife, Dani, at five feet six inches, was a fitness enthusiast. She maintained a stunning figure, a classic pear shape—sensuous and alluring. What’s more, she was wearing a form-fitting dress today. Her full, generous hips stretched the cotton fabric taut, and the faint purple edge of her lace thong was visible, tightly embracing and shaping her twin, full-moon-like buttocks. Her body was so overtly sexual, it made you instantly want to ruthlessly claim her. "Ma'am, let me help you." I started walking towards Dani. But I don't know what possessed me. As I passed her, my hand, as if guided by mischievous spirits, lifted and smacked her beautiful backside. She froze for a moment, her voice laced with disbelief. "What are you doing?" "My… my butt… your butt was just too tempting," I stammered, barely coherent. "I couldn't control myself." Dani’s face flushed crimson. She stood up and pinched my waist hard. "You're out of control… Can't get enough of your own wife, so you're trying to compensate with your mother-in-law, huh?" I let out a cry of pain. Seeing she wasn’t genuinely angry, I followed her lead and continued to tease. "What’s wrong with a little touch? If the daughter isn't up to the task, the mother has a responsibility to help her son-in-law let off some steam…" "Pffft, pffft, you pervert… choke on it," Dani scoffed lightly, lowering her head to continue organizing the box. She seemed oblivious to the fact that her open neckline revealed her smooth, fair cleavage. "Later, help me carry these materials home." Some time ago, Dani had mentioned she had a lot of books to take home but couldn't manage them herself. I readily agreed, helping her load several boxes into my car, then driving her home. "Put them next to the bookshelf in the bedroom," she instructed. I followed Dani's instructions, carrying a large box into the bedroom. As I stood up, I didn't watch my step and tripped on a slipper on the floor, stumbling a few paces before falling onto the bed. Looking down, I saw a length of black lace peeking out from under the pillow. Was this… a thong? As if possessed, I moved the pillow and discovered a flesh-colored, realistic vibrator underneath. It was a large one, too. I wouldn’t have guessed. Dani was this hungry for release? The thought of my sexy, alluring, widowed mother-in-law having to rely on this to fill herself left me feeling a little… unsettled. Tap, tap, tap… Just as I was lost in thought, Dani's high heels sounded behind me. When she saw what was in my hand, she immediately panicked. She snatched the toy, shoved it back under the pillow, and tried to push me out of the bedroom. "I can handle the rest myself, you can go home now!" Looking at Dani’s shy, seductive face, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I reached out and embraced her. "You… you brute… you're like a wild stallion," Dani struggled a few times, her face flushed, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. She completely melted in my arms. If I hadn’t been holding her, she would have collapsed to the floor. So sensitive? My heart hardened. Seizing the moment, I captured her lips with mine, while one hand moved downwards, ruthlessly rubbing her soft, voluptuous bottom. Then I tugged at her dress, rolling it up to her waist. My fingers grazed the edge of her lace underwear, where her glutes met her thighs, caught by the yielding flesh. "Chris! You…" Dani cried my name, her voice barely a whisper squeezed from her throat. "I’m… I’m your mother-in-law… not your wife…" "Tonight, you're my wife." I was afraid if I hesitated, this golden opportunity would vanish. I leaned in again. She struggled fiercely. As I tried to push her onto the bed, she bent her knee and pressed it against my stomach, pushing my neck with her hands, instantly separating us. At the same time, she twisted sideways to break free, but her legs wobbled, and she nearly fell to the floor. "Careful…" I quickly scooped her waist, my hand re-entering her dress, pinning her against the bed. Dani scratched my back fiercely. "Get your hand out." "No!" I half-closed my eyes, enduring the stinging pain, feeling the warm, slick softness of her large bottom under my palm. Slowly, deliberately, I continued to toy with her curves. The intense body heat radiating through the lace fabric filled me with an almost unbearable urge. "Still moving!" Dani's voice was laced with a hint of a whimper. "Do you think just because I use… that thing, you can just do whatever you want with me…" With that, she bit down hard on my shoulder, punching my neck and back. I panicked, immediately trying to kiss her eyes. Sure enough, there were wet tear tracks. "Don't touch me like that anymore!" Dani turned her head away. She was already a mature woman, yet she could show such maidenly bashfulness. I didn't dare to cross the line again. I kissed her mouth, teasing her slippery, retreating tongue. "Mm… hmm?" Dani blinked, her striking hands paused, seeming a little helpless. After a long moment, she broke free and asked in a mix of shyness and indignation, "Are you done touching?" Only then did I remember that both my hands were still beneath Dani’s dress, kneading her, having even slipped inside her panties. "Is there ever 'done touching' this?" I replied mischievously. Dani said nothing, just bit me again. This time, though, it was much lighter. "Stop messing around…" "I'm not messing around. Let me touch you for a little longer." "Do you want me to bite you more?" "Can you bite somewhere else?" I thrust my lower body, pressing against the delta between her legs.
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