Having cleaned myself up I went downstairs and put Ann’s bra into the washing machine, set the program to wash and dry it and then retired to the front room. I poured myself a drink and sat down in front of the tv feeling a little guilty about what I had just done.

“Shooting cum into your own mother in laws underwear, how depraved are you?” I thought to myself.

But try as I might I couldn’t get the sight of Ann’s bra soaked in my cum out of my mind and in particular the view of my own cock head through the cum soaked lace. It made me wonder what Ann’s nipple would look like through the semi transparent cup, would it be as visible as my cock head was?

A while later I went into the laundry room to collect Ann’s freshly washed and dried bra from the machine and carefully put it back from whence it came, any signs of my earlier debauchery duly covered up and I could relax.

Later that evening Sarah was preparing dinner in the kitchen when I walked up behind her and placed my hands on her hips. Leaning forward I gently kissed the back of her neck and my hands slid from her hips upwards and around to her front, cupping her tits. Not as big as Ann but still a nice handful each and I gave them both a playful squeeze.

“Stop it… Mum will see.”

“So what?” I replied while continuing to massage her tits through her shirt. I could feel her nipples starting to harden under my palms and Sarah started to arch her back ever so slightly, pressing her pert ass into my growing cock.

“Now stop it!” she said pulling away with a smile. I looked rueful but complied with her request.

“I suppose I could go and chat to your mum while you finish up here” I said.

“That would be nice.”

I walked out of the kitchen and back into the front room where Ann was sitting on the couch reading a magazine. I sat on my customary chair opposite her and asked if she minded if I put the tv news on. She didn’t, so I clicked on the news and made out I was watching it.

My hand was in my lap and my finger tips could just about feel the shaft of my cock through my trousers which was still semi hard from the encounter with Sarah, it didn’t take much encouragement for it to harden up nicely.

“What plans tomorrow Ann?” I asked while pretending to watch the news. She looked up from her magazine and across the room at me.

From the corner of my eye I noticed her eyes were drawn to my fingers in my crotch and in particular to the clear outline of my hard cock.

“Ermmmm I … ummmmm… I mean I am not sure” she managed to say. I smiled to myself as I thought that I now had her attention.

“Sarah says there is a new high class lingerie shop in town that you might enjoy visiting.”

As I said the word “lingerie” I allowed my cock to flex, Ann blushed but continued to look at my crotch.

“Yes, errrrm I … ummmmm… that could be nice.”

“And you girls could treat yourself to some new stuf, every girl needs a nice treat now and then”. As I talked I flexed my cock hoping that Ann saw.

Ann went even redder but didn’t look away. I turned to look directly at her, smiled balıkesir escort and said ” You have a great figure Ann, I bet you love nice lingerie, I know Sarah does and you know what they say? Like mother like daughter!”

“Yes, errrrm I … ummmmm… ” she paused and took a deep breathe as if fortifying herself and then continued “yes you are right, all women love lingerie and I am no exception.” As she spoke any hint of shyness or embarrassment seemed to start to ebb away.

Before I could continue we both heard Sarah calling to announce that dinner was ready.

After dinner Sarah left me to clear up and took her wine into the front room, as she walked out Ann also stood up. I thought she was going with Sarah but to my surprise she turned to follow me into the kitchen.

“Be with you in a minute or two dear, just going to help clean up” she called to Sarah.

I had my hands full of dirty crockery when Ann started to speak.

“Do you, you know… really think I have a nice figure?” she asked.

Ann had been a widow for a long time and I wasn’t aware that she had been seeing anyone so this may have been the first compliment she had received for years. I was feeling brave so thought I would see how far I could push it.

Putting down the crockery I answered “Yes Ann you do. You are tall and slim, in fact you always dress to look look very elegant. You have a lovely smile and very nice legs. I can only hope that Sarah ages so well” I said smiling.

She was blushing but smiling too and I could sense that she was enjoying the attention so I thought I would step it up.

“Yes very nice legs Ann and to cap it all…”

“What?…” she almost pleaded.

“You really want to know?”

She paused and then nodded silently.

I considered for a brief moment and then came right out and said “You have fucking killer tits.”

Her face turned crimson, the mix of the swear words and explicit language shocking her somewhat. For a few moments she tried to compose herself.

“Stop it! You are just being nice to your old mother in law, you don’t really mean it” she managed to eventually blurt out.

“I don’t?” I asked stepping towards her.

“Do you?” she whispered.

“Let me see now…” I said and brought my two hands up to cup her ample bosom. Each hand now held the full weight of a breast each and they felt wonderful. I started to massage her tits, each one was almost too big for a single hand, with each squeeze I heard her breathe getting shorter, and just as with Sarah I could feel her nipples hardening under my palms.

“Like I said, killer tits Ann, anyone would love to get their hands on them…” I said as I continued to grope her tits. She just stood there letting her very own son in law maul her tits seemingly powerless to resist, in fact I think she was loving the sensation of a horny younger man showing physical interest in her.

All to soon though Sarah called through that the program that they wanted to watch on tv was starting, reluctantly I let go of Ann’s tits and said “you had best be on your way” adding a balikesirmetroturizm.com smile and wink for effect.

She was very flushed but smiled back and quickly walked out of the kitchen.

With Ann gone I stood alone in the kitchen contemplating the turn of events and how I had gone from cumming into Ann’s bra to groping her tits full on. I didn’t understand it but couldn’t help thinking to myself that it was amazing! I also hoped for the opportunity to get my hands on them again.

Later that night as I lay in bed with Sarah I couldn’t get the thought of Ann’s tits out of my head which had the effect of keeping me awake so I rolled over to face my wife. Seeing Sarah facing me with her eyes open too I thought I would chat.

“Your mum seems in good spirits doesn’t she?”

“Yes she does, she really seems to be enjoying her stay with us and I love it that you are making a real effort to make her feel so welcome.”

I decided to try a little white lie and see where it got me.

“Well she is easy company when she is in the right mood and can be quite playful too.”

“What do you mean?” Sarah’s asked.

“This afternoon she asked me to suggest to you that you take her to that new lingerie shop in town but was too embarrassed to ask you herself. She had a real twinkle in her eye as she asked me. You could treat yourself while you were there too, which would be great.”

“She really asked you that?”

“Yes” I lied.

“The sly old minx!” exclaimed Sarah.

The conversation was going well so I pressed on.

“I think she would look good in nice sexy lingerie, she has a great figure for her age” I ventured.

“That’s my mum you are talking about” said Sarah a little taken aback.

“True, but it doesn’t change the facts.”

Sarah went quiet and I worried I had gone a little far. After what seemed an age I heard her take a deep breathe.

“A better figure than me in lingerie?”

“Oh no Sarah, not better than you at all, your figure is amazing and your legs are divine in stockings although…” I trailed off.

“What? Although what?” she asked.

“I think your mum may have you beat in the tits department.”

Again she fell silent and then another deep breathe.

“Well I would agree that they are bigger than mine and quite pert for her age. And don’t think that I haven’t noticed you and your mates staring at them from time to time or people doing the same when we are are out in town.”

Without stopping to think I replied “they do have a nice bounce to them as she walks along, I think that the heels she always wears accentuates their bounciness actually. Maybe she does it on purpose?”

Sarah looked at me quizzically and went quiet. I was worried I had really over done it so rolled on to my back and closed my eyes. I felt Sarah moving and she slid her hand up onto my chest, her hand felt so warm and gentle. Without a word her hand slid from my chest, down onto my stomach and then kept moving downwards.

“You dirty pervert” she said “your cock is rock hard talking about mums tits.”

I expected her to pull away, but she stunned me by wrapping her fingers around my shaft and gently squeezing it. I let out a slight groan and she then let go and slid her hand along the shaft and then cupped my balls.

I couldn’t help but moan at the pleasure of her touch and my cock twitched and jerked involuntarily.

Her hand returned to she shaft and just below the head of my cock she paused. Her fingers opened and she encircled me, taking a firm but gentle grip. Her hand moved downwards pulling the foreskin down which completely exposed my glistening cock head. Then after a brief pause her hand did the return journey pushing the skin back.

Sarah had a lovely firm grip as she stroked the length of the shaft, making sure that her hand brushed my balls on the down stroke and that her fingers moved over the head and slit on the upstroke.

“My mums tits turn you on do they?” she asked me.

“Fuck yes Sarah” I managed to say between moans.

“Do you want to grope them?”

“Mmmmmmm” I managed.

“Do you want to grope them?” she asked slightly firmer.

“Yesssssss… I would love to grope your mums big fucking tits Sarah.”

“Kinky bastard” she said as she speeded up her stroking. Pre cum was now leaking from my cock, covering her hand and acting as the most lovely natural lube for her stokes. She made sure that her hand was covered in it and and then lifted her hand to my mouth where my tongue lapped her hand clean. My pre cum tasted warm and extra sexy tonight.

Her hand move back to my cock and grabbed hold of it quite firmly.

“I bet you would like to get your cock between them wouldn’t you?”

“Mmmmmmmm.”

“Say it kinky boy.”

I managed to mumble “yes I would love to get my hard cock between your mums tits and fuck them Sarah”.

On hearing me say that Sarah started really pumping my cock, her strokes speeding up and her grip tightened.

“Fuck Sarah you are going to make me cum if you carry on like that.”

She looked into my eyes and said “you fucking pervert…”

Her hand moved up and down my cock expertly exerting just the right mix of speed, pressure and twist to each stroke, milking it as she knew I loved it.

“Fucking hell Sarah I am going to cum… Please make me cum baby.”

“Spunk for me kinky boy” she said “imagine letting you balls unload over mums big tits.”

With that cum exploded from my cock. The power of the first rope surprised us both as it hit my chin and chest, the second and third covered my chest.

Sarah laughed as she continued to milk the cum from my cock, getting every last drop from my balls and a pool formed on my tummy below my cock.

“You are a sick bastard” she said and looking down at my body added “and that was the most cum I have seen from you in a long time.”

She leant towards me and kissed me.

“I seem to have learned a lot about my darling husband tonight, quite eye opening really.”

“And I seem to have uncovered a side to you Sarah that I didn’t know you had.”

“Goodnight” she said.

I lay back and relaxed, my own cum starting to run from my chest and down my sides on to the bedsheets. I considered getting up to clean up but was too spent and amazed by my wonderful wife.

I started to drift off to sleep wondering what might happen tomorrow.