Mrs Ifeoma, or Ify, as her friends always called her, appeared pensive as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Today was a special day for her, no, her daughter, who was bringing a man home to wed her.
As tradition demands, the intended suitor was to come with his family for the introduction to see her, her husband and her in-laws. But something about him deeply disturbed her about the guy in question… ever since she saw his pictures, her pussy never stopped throbbing like crazy.
Like opening an old, dusty cupboard, to let in air, she felt her sexual urges arising as though she just discovered it, coupled with the fact the information her daughter, Ada, filled her head with about her nights of mind-blowing sex with him.
You see, she was close to her daughter, whom she had very young at 23 to her husband, Chief Okoronta, subsequently, following with four more children, sex on her diary began to dwindle until it became something that she did with him when something special happens, which meant, once in a while and in a lacklustre fashion, which puts her off quickly, forcing her to fake it so her husband will feel like he’s doing the job well.
Now, at 48, with poor sex life, she wondered how she’d behave around him, seeing as he drove her crazy… during their “conversations” she even found herself squeezing her boobs gently whilst listening to Ada explicitly described his dick to her; “big, strong and veined”
Ada was a woman, but not like her mother, Ms. Ifeoma, who was carrying them in a large capacity. Even at her age, men still wanted her, including some of her husband’s friends, and she knew that.
Aside from carrying a huge set of knockers, and a dump truck for an ass, she was also chubby and curvy in the right places. Ifeoma loved her husband, and wouldn’t cheat on him, but her pussy didn’t care as all it made her think about was having her daughter’s fiancé’s dick inside her and that wouldn’t be fair if she did that to her favourite child.
It was almost 11 am and the in-laws-to-be should have arrived by now as she finished up her make-up, after which she readjusted her bra to make her boobs bulge out a bit from the cleavage area.
Even the traditional attire accentuated the curves on her she was dressed as though she was the bribe in question, but that didn’t matter, cause her mission was to meet him, “talk” with him and probably, get him to bury that magnificent cock inside her hungry pussy.
Looking at the mirror, she shook her ass a bit, watching it jiggle before blowing a kiss at her reflection on it. Outside, she sat with her husband, family and in-laws discussing as they awaited their guests, it wasn’t long before they heard a honk and three cars pulled up onto their driveway.
Soon after they came in, properly dressed with all smiles- seeing the guy, Ify felt her heart skip a beat- he was simply breathtaking, the very definition of, tall, dark and handsome, muscular, bearded and looking all… “manly” as her eyes immediately went towards his crotch.
Thankfully, she stood behind everyone else, as no one, save the guy noticed her hungry gaze as she bit her lower lip seductively.
“Ahh, you must be Ada’s older sister.” He said, walking towards her after greeting everyone.
“Huh… Uh… You say.” Ify said, getting caught off guard at his remark.
“I meant, you look so good, anyone would think you’re her sister. It’s finally nice to meet you in person.” He continued, watching as Ify began to blush.
“Oh, stop it…” she retorted with a slight wave of hand. “But thanks for the compliment. And yes, it’s so good… to finally… meet… it… you.”
She said, almost sensual, before hugging him, purposely pressing herself too close for comfort that squeezing her boobs against his chest, briefly, before disengaging, with a smile- as things were looking her way.
After the pleasantries, the introduction began, going well. One party stated their intentions, while the other made a list that they negotiated before finalizing it. Things seemed to be going pretty well as they now moved to food and drinks.
“Obinna, can you help me with something in the kitchen?” Ify asked as she stood up, headed in that direction.
“Uh… okay, Ma.” He said, taking a glance at Ada, who edged him to go, so he could bond with her mom.
The in-laws, who now started to exchange disapproved looks, stopped when Chief said, she was probably calling him to help split the goat meat, which all of them laughed to.
Now, in the kitchen, a cooler of goat meat with a cleaver on it, stood by the counter on the floor. Walking towards it, was Obinna, as he took in the environs of the kitchen…
“Wow, this place looks nice. So, what do…” He began, turning to face Ify, who quickly used that moment to lock lips with him, cutting him off.
“Ma.. What the… this is improper.” He continued.
“Shhh…” She said, placing a finger on his lips.
“I just wanted to confirm if what I heard was true and frankly… I can see…” she said, pausing to cup the bulge from his pants gently.
“This is the second time you reacting this way, Obi, or is it just your dick that’s happy to see me.” She continued stealthily undoing his zipper and dipping her hand into his pants.
Obinna flinched as he felt her hand grab his rising dick, but couldn’t push her off as she slowly worked it.
“Please… we can’t do this… You’re my soon-to-be mother-in-law.” He began as he tried to push her off.
“Alright, let me help you dress up.” She said as she made an attempt to take out her hand, but in a quick movement, she pulled it out, swiftly going on her knees and taking it all in her mouth.
“Oh, lord…” Obinna said, caught off guard by this action, but could do nothing, but watch as Ify eagerly sucked on his dick. Ify seemed to be enjoying this as she worked him well, before shifting a sleeve on her attire to take out a single breast out of its confines to tease him.
“You like what you see?” Ify asked, standing up to face Obinna, who by now was held captive by that huge organ that beckoned to him to suck it.
“Yes…” He said, grabbing her boobs, only to be stopped and have it tucked back in.
“Well, sorry… you can’t have them. It’ll be improper to do that. Now, help me with the food, she said, making her way to the cooler.
“But, you just… sucked…” Obinna said, stuttering as he stood, confused at what he just witnessed. “Why would she do that?” he pondered as several thoughts ran through his head before Ify called his attention again.
“Obinna, hurry up, this meat ain’t gonna cut itself.” She said, in a rather serious tone at him, and with nothing more to say, Obinna shrugs and attends to her needs, but after tucking back his dick into his pants.
The meat and drinks went round and everywhere seemed to be lit as the event slowly evolved to a small party. Obinna, now seated with Ada, we’re deep in conversation until her mom passed him by, but this time, he noticed her ass jiggling as she walked. Ify knew this and expected the reaction as she purposely bent over to check for something, which had Obinna thinking thoughts of fucking her from behind, right there.
But then, common sense would dictate that he focus on the reason why he was there, which was not to have an escapade, especially not with his soon-to-be mother-in-law- and worse, she had somehow raised the hem of the attire, up to the point, she exposed her panty covered pussy before pulling it down, covering it up.
“Hey, are you listening?” Ada asked several times, seeing as his mind wasn’t there anymore.
“Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah… sorry love, my mind was elsewhere.” He said, watching as Ify entered the bathroom, quietly, but not before eyeing him seductively.
“Can you excuse me for a few minutes, I gotta use the bathroom real quick.” He said touching his tummy before leaving.
Inside, he sees her, standing by the sink, looking at the mirror, unperturbed by his presence, the side he was seeing was mesmerizing him, the big swell of her boobs and the size of the ass she had on her, had already gotten to him as his dick had already started straining to get lost.
Ify, seeing this reaction smiled, catching his “dilemma” from the side eye she was giving him as she pretended to be checking her face. Without much inclination, Obinna locks the door, walks straight to Ify and without a word, pulls up her dress to expose her cheeky panty-covered ass that jiggled when he smacked and grabbed it.
“You’ve been a tease, you know that.” He whispered to her. “And I hate being teased.” He continued.
“So… what are you going to do about it, young man? I’d like to see you… Ohhh…” she said, moaning as he pulled her panties to the side and pushed his dick inside her already wet pussy and began thrusting immediately.
“Ohhh… yesss… that’s what… I’ve been waiting for… you… bastard. Carrying all that dick… around and leaving me, high… and dry… when I really… needed… it.” She continued.
“You know, this dick belongs to Ada.” He said, increasing his thrusts as her ass jiggled like crazy, sending him into a frenzy as he saw the backshots.
“Ohhh, shit… oh, fuck…” She said, in a hushed tone. “Well, she’ll… just have to… share… or… I’ll take it… for… for myself. Shit… now, shut up and keep fucking me.” She ordered as she pushed back to meet his thrusts.
Ify’s pussy tightened more around Obinna’s dick as his dick invaded and hit her deep and hard, the feeling was overwhelming, clouding his thoughts so much that all he cared about at the moment was fucking his mother-in-law-to-be and cumming in her.
Ify knew her pussy was extra tight with her already lacklustre sex life and tightening it would make Obinna want her more, even more than Ada, even though she was her daughter, she was still a woman… and just by experiencing this delicious dick alone was already making her want it all for herself.
Turning back with a seductive look, she pulls him for a kiss, which he returns, letting her suck on his tongue, while his left hand squeezed her boobs from the dress.
She was getting close and so was he, as with one hard thrust, he pumped into her several loads of cum whilst she shook like a leaf in response as they both moaned quietly.
Without a single word, he pulls out his dick, coated in cream and cum that dripped onto the floor, and just like that, Ify went down in a crouch to have a taste of herself and cum, which was delicious. His dick jerked as she milked the last bit of cum from it before standing with a raised leg to insert it into her wet pussy once again.
It didn’t take long before Obinna lifted her and started banging away like no tomorrow, holding onto her ass as he pounded deeply into her pussy whilst she held on for dear life.
Ify’s mind was already blank, solely focused on the sex that she didn’t hear the knock on the door and Ada’s voice calling out from the other side, it wasn’t until Obinna answered that she knew she had to be alert and smart not to get caught.
But then, she wanted to savour this moment and steal this dick for her own use… alone, and thus… she pulled out her boobs again, and this time, both of them, letting Obinna’s gaze rest on them as they bounced.
Without a single word, his lips were already on them, sucking, one after the other, whilst Ify held, caressing his head whilst his strokes got harder and deeper, until he flooded her pussy with cum once again, while Ify let out a loud moan, which thankfully was drowned out by the loud music that suddenly started playing in the background, probably got a DJ to crank up the party.
Locked in their embrace as they slowly caught their breath, Ify smiled at Obinna, who was still transfixed on her very large breasts, sucking it.
“We have to stop before they catch us.” She said, giggling as she lightly pulled him off. We can continue whenever we want, even after your… wedding.” She said, winking at him as she adjusted her clothing.
“Now, let’s get back to the party before we’re missed.” She continued, leading the way, but not before getting spanked by Obinna, who watched her as she shook her ass in response.
Taking great care to check their six, they both snuck out one after the other in opposite directions to avoid being seen at the same time, with Obinna heading for the parlour, while Ify to the kitchen.
Smiling within herself, she knew this “adventure” of hers was just the beginning and was looking forward to it. Even after the guests had left and she was in bed, lying next to her husband, her body still remembered the encounter;
“Maybe, I should probably pay them a visit tomorrow.” She said, slowly drifting off to a satisfying sleep she had not had for a really long time.
The End.
Written by Offworld Tales
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