1. Mistress Makes Them Play with Each Other
Jon threw his cell onto the passenger seat of the car. He was tired after a long day at work and the last thing he felt like doing was stopping at his mother in laws to pick up some things from the farmer’s market.
But he loved his wife and it would make her happy, so he turned on his indicator to cut across town to drive to his mother in laws. He wondered briefly if he should call his mother in law first, but surely his wife had arranged it already.
Helen was his wife’s mother and there was something about her that Jon wasn’t sure of. It was in the way she looked at him, almost as though she was judging him and finding him wanting. He had been married to her daughter now for over three years and he still didn’t feel totally comfortable in her presence. The fact that she was most definitely a MILF didn’t help matters, either, as his cock seemed to have a mind of its own when he was around her. She looked much younger than her years and was slim and always stylishly dressed.
Pulling up outside her well maintained, sprawling ranch style home Jon strode up the path, his long legs eating up the distance as though it was nothing. He was a tall, rangy guy and he religiously ran five miles every morning before work to keep in shape.
The doorbell was still broken and Jon grimaced as he remembered he had promised to fix it last weekend. He would make sure to do it this coming weekend he vowed. He knocked at the door but heard no reply. He took a step back and saw not only Helen’s car but another in the driveway, so he knew she was home.
Knocking harder he tried the door and it opened. He called out and heard a faint response, “Come!”.
Shrugging at the tone of the reply he stepped through the door and walked to the kitchen. A basket of fruit and vegetables was on the table and he lifted it assuming that it was for his wife. But he knew that his wife would want him to say hello to her mother so he set it down on the counter and went in search of Helen.
“Come!” he heard again. This time the tone was definitely more aggressive and it didn’t sound like his quietly spoken mother in law. He approached the den and heard noises behind the closed door. He ran a hand through his unruly hair and turned the knob.
What he saw and heard through the crack of the door made him pause.
His mother in law, the regal Helen was naked. She was on all fours, with her ass in the air, in front of an older woman who was shoving what appeared to be one of the cucumbers from the farmer’s market firmly into Helen’s juicy cunt.
Jon watched with fascination as the older woman, clad in a tight leather jumpsuit and holding a riding crop sat on the sofa and fucked his mother in law, telling her to cum over and over. His cock jumped to immediate arousal and he hoped that they had not noticed him. He wanted to keep watching but knew he should leave.
His cock won. He stood silently in the hallway, watching as his mother in law came on the long, hard cucumber. Her cunt gushed as she came and she was praised as being a ‘good girl’ by the older woman who told her to turn and to lick her boots.
Helen moved with grace and was soon prone on the ground, her naked tits crushed to the carpet as her tongue moved slowly and lovingly over the leather of the older woman’s boots. Of all the situations he had imagined her in; this was definitely not one of them.
Jon listened in fascination as the older woman, who Helen referred to as ‘Mistress’ told Helen to turn around and beg. And as his elegant mother in law begged to be beaten he felt his balls tighten with cum. He knew he should leave, he knew that every second he stood there he ran a greater and greater risk of being discovered.
But as the older woman slashed the riding crop down onto Helen’s naked, round ass cheeks he knew he couldn’t leave. His hand slid down to rub against his cock through his pants, and he longed to pull it out and jerk off as he watched his mother in law’s ass being whipped.
He was so fixated on the red welts that were blooming on her pale ass cheeks that it was some time before he realized that the older woman was watching him as she whipped his mother in law’s ass.
Her lips were painted scarlet red and she was smiling at him. He started to back away but she stopped him with her words.
“Who is this, watching your misery, cunt?”
Helen looked up and Jon saw a blush of embarrassment flood her face. Yet, her obedience to her Mistress overrode all.
“It is my daughter’s husband, Mistress.” She murmured, not moving an inch as her Mistress used the crop to gently caress her exposed ass.
A sharp, violent slash of the crop punctuated the next question, “His name, cunt!”
“Jon, Mistress”, a small yelp escaped her and Jon’s cock reacted with pleasure to the sound of her agony.
“Come here, Jon” the older woman beckoned and despite wanting to leave Jon obeyed. He pushed open the door and walked to stand beside his naked, beaten mother in law.
“Did you enjoy watching my cunt take my pain?” the older woman’s voice was clear and confident. She was used to being obeyed.
Jon gulped, not sure how to answer. Her eyes, dark already, grew darker as she repeated her question.
He nodded.
“Speak when you are asked a question, boy!” she snapped and Jon felt his cock twitch as he replied, “Yes.”
“As you may have noticed,” she paused to smile and look pointedly at Jon’s bulging crotch, “your mother in law is my cunt slave.”
“Yes.”
“Yes?” she demanded.
Jon paused, unsure what she was saying.
“Yes, Mistress.” She smiled as she corrected him.
Jon knew that this was his last chance to get out of there. But his feet felt glued to the ground. He looked at Helen, naked but for a leather dog collar around her throat. Her tits hanging below her body, her nipples swollen with arousal and her ass raised and covered in red welts.
“Yes, Mistress” he whispered.
“Good boy.” The older woman smiled at Helen and walked over to run her long finger nails over Jon’s cheek. “Now, strip like the good boy you are.”
Even as his head screamed at him to get out of the house, Jon felt his fingers move to unbutton his shirt and as his mother in law and her Mistress watched as he stripped.
His erection bobbed as he stood naked before the women. He knew he should be ashamed but the smell of sex in the air was intoxicating and he found that he really wanted to please this woman. And he hoped that part of that would be to touch his naked mother in law intimately.
“On your knees, boy!” her snapped words had him obeying in seconds and he knelt before the woman he was now calling ‘Mistress’.
“Your cock is pleasing to me,” she punctuated her words by using her crop to caress his erection; making his balls ache with need.
“Suck him, cunt.” She settled on the comfortable sofa and watched as Helen crawled towards Jon as he knelt.
Helen looked up into Jon’s eyes and suddenly he understood what her attitude to him had been for all these years. She wanted him. And as she eagerly suckled on his prick she got what they both wanted.
Her mouth was hot and wet and her lips fastened tightly around his girth as she sucked his long fuck stick into her mouth. Neither of them considered what Jon’s wife, Helen’s daughter, would think of this situation. Both of them were lost in the sensation of his cock deep in her throat, and the added pleasure of doing it under orders from their shared Mistress.
Jon knew that he had made a life changing choice by not leaving as soon as he had seen his naked mother in law take a fucking from the older woman. He knew that he would willingly take part in any act of depravity that she would order them to, because he wanted it too.
He wanted to be controlled, to give up his will, to be made to do things that he wouldn’t have the courage to do unless he was being ordered. And as his mother in law’s sweet mouth worked on his ever swelling cock he knew that he was going to enjoy being the ‘good boy’ that their Mistress wanted.
When she commanded Helen to stop sucking on his cock, his balls screamed in protest but he enjoyed the mind fuck of denial. And he could tell that the Mistress was well aware of it. She had got his measure in mere minutes and he was certain that she would soon know his desires and mind better than he did himself.
“You can touch her tits.” As soon as the words were spoken Jon had his hands on his mother in law’s tits, pulling on them, massaging them, working them over. He looked longingly at her wet cunt and was rewarded with a laugh and a sharp slash of the crop on his back.
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