Cathy's Adventures

by Cathy Evans

 

My story begins not long after my marriage to Cindy 15 years ago. I was very much in love with Cindy - and thought she loved me. I was soon to find out that was not necessarily the case. My job required me to work nights from 8:00pm to 4:00am. I didn't like the hours, as a newlywed, but until I picked up some seniority I was stuck there. I figured my wife was doing the things most wives did when their husbands were working - cleaning the house, doing laundry, etc.. UhUh - not my Cindy. She was going out with a guy. I later found out she was going out with him when we were engaged. She later told me nothing sexual happened - he was just a friend she could talk to! Yeh right! All my life I've been the guy the girls I knew would talk to, because I treated them with respect. And now my wife says SHE can't talk to me. Fuck that! Cindy's mom was one of those rare mothers-in-law who knew when to mind her own business, you know? She would never offer her opinions on any subject concerning our relationship unless it was asked. She would never take sides - even IF asked - saying "What you two kids do is YOUR business. I only ask you to be GOOD to each other." Like I say - one of a kind - and I loved her almost as much as if she was MY mom. Vicky was about 40, I guess, when Cindy and I were married. She had been widowed for almost 6 years. She was tall, unlike Cindy, and a little `chunky' should I say - not fat - but not slim either, just a nice mother type figure. She had a terrific smile and hearty laugh that would light up a gloomy room, sandy brown hair - turning a little gray - that she wore fairly short - tapered in the back and sides and full and wavy on top. She wore very stylish and flattering clothes, preferring tailored styled clothing.. you know.... business suit - female executive type? She never came across as being very - should I say - sexual? - but you guessed that when she was younger...well you know what I mean. Anyway...Mom and I got along famously; she had no qualms at all about giving me a warm hug and kiss if she felt the desire. I, of course, felt completely at ease returning her affection. I remember once, we had been joking with each other about our appearance, she always said I was too skinny - " Cindy must not be taking care of your appetite". She was holding my hand and laughing at the time, it appeared to Cindys displeasure. I laughed, and squeezing her hand playfully asked her, "which appetite are you referring to Mom?" It took her a second to catch on to my drift, then she broke up laughing, smacked me gently on the ass and said "Oh you! cut it out - you know what I'm talking about!" Still going with the joke I laughed back " that's exactly right - she's starving me that way too! And I'm tired of telling you this - keep your hands off my ass when my wife is around!" Mom thought that was just hysterical, and smacked me good this time and said,"Cindy, I thought I taught you how to 'cook' for your husband! The poor guy's starving!" Cindy was livid! "MOTHER!" she shouted, WATCH YOUR MOUTH PLEASE". Then Mom floored me and laughingly said "IF YOU'D WATCH YOUR MOUTH THE POOR GUY WOULDN'T BE STARVING!" I was practically falling on the floor laughing as Cindy shouted at her Mom, "Damn it Mom, you're not funny! This is getting out of hand." Mom let 'er rip one last time and shot back, "Well, take it IN your hand then !" I was too busy wiping tears out of my eyes to catch the significance of the exchange for some time. I became a little curious moments later when the exchange got a little more pointed! Cindys temper must have gotten the better of her and she got very red in the face, then yelled at Mom. "Well - if you're so concerned about his appetite - why don't YOU feed him!" With that, she spun around and walked out of the house, slamming the door behind her. Mom had suddenly stopped laughing and said softly, "that might not be such a bad idea!" Only a few short months later I was to discover the truth to my mother-in laws words during a weekend I will never forget.

When I found out what my wife had been doing while I was busting my ass earning the money to pay the bills I went through an entire range of emotions; rage, humiliation, fear, you name it I was feeling it. I could not believe this was happening after only 3 months of marriage! That's when I found out it had been going on for over a YEAR before we were married! That information came from .... my mother-in-law.

I had come home from work late after doing a couple hours of overtime to help with thew bills. When I drove into the driveway something didn't look right - the house was dark, no lights at all. I got worried real quick; thinking my wife might be hurt or something, or the house was burglarized. I went in and carefully turned on the lights and called Cindys name. No answer. Now I'm really getting nervous! Then I walked into the bedroom to find the drawers to Cindys dresser open and empty and her side of the closet also empty. What the fuck? I went into the livingroom and sat in my chair, stunned, upset, and concerned. I wondered where she could be. It was still too early to call anyone and I nodded off to a fitful, exhausted sleep. I woke up with a start about 2 hours later - wondering if I had been dreaming this. I called out Cindys name only to be answered by silence. Nope - no dream. Since it was now nearly 9:00, I decide to call my mother-in-law thinking she did the old "I'm going home to Mothers" routine. When I asked Mom if Cindy was there she hesitated for a minute before replying "what do you mean, is she here? Isn't she home? Where are you - at work?" She must have caught the catch in my throat as I tried to speak. She broke in "Honey..are you alright? What's going on?" "I don't know Mom", I replied, "Cindy was gone when I got home - her clothes and everything are gone - I don't know what's happening." She must have noticed the hysteria creeping into my voice and spoke calmly to herself as well as me "that selfish bitch - why did I let her do this to you, I should have told you!" I was stunned to her Cindys Mom speak of her daughter like that, but at the same time wondered what she meant. So I asked her - and that's how I found out what she had been doing. That's also what started the most unusual and exciting weekend of my life. Mom said," Listen Johnny, try to calm down....I'm coming to stay with you for a few days until this works out. Shes got to call you and come back ... the fool has nowhere to go!" I protested that it was not necessary to come over but she wouldn't hear of it. "Listen to me Johnny....you've been like the son I never had for the past year....I will take care of you .. give me time to pack a bag a get a cab over there...I'll be there in about an hour and a half. No argument...I'm coming." And she did.

Not quite two hours later, Mom knocked on my door. As I opened the door to let her in I could see she had been crying - her eyes were slightly puffy and red. "Now why the hell is SHE crying", I thought to myself. "Oh honey.. are you Okay?", she asked softly. "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you what Cindy was up to before now." "UP to," I thought, "what does she mean - what Cindy was UP to?" "What are you talking about, Mom?" I asked. Mom took my hand and led me to the couch. "Sit, we have to talk honey, I take some of the blame for this mess." That's when I learned what my wife had been doing while I was at work. I don't know who was more upset about it - Mom or me. Whatever, we spent 15 or 20 minutes talking about the whole thing, my options (few), and plans for the future should she not come back - assuming I would accept her if she did (not sure, right now). Mom hugged me tightly to her and cried softly, repeating over and over, "How could she do this to you...HOW...you've been so good to her and she treats you like this.... God, I wish I had a husband like you!" Mom was still hugging me tightly to her body and running her fingers through the hair at the back of my neck, the she kissed me on the neck and cheeks a few times before catching herself and staring into my eyes. Then she slowly leaned back to me and planted a warm, wet kiss on my mouth. It was a hell of a kiss, too! Very soft and with more affection than Cindys kisses! As I stared back into her face in shock, she gently brushed my hair off my forehead and stroked my cheeks, then she said "I'm going to spend a few days here to watch over you. I want you to try to relax and let this mess run its course. That little fool will have to call you sooner or later and I want to be here when she does. Can you take a few days off from work?" SHIT, I forgot all about work. I was supposed to go in tonight - we had a big job to finish! Well fuck it, I'm not going, why bother? Without thinking, I muttered "Fuck work, I don't feel like working right now." No sooner had I made the comment than I heard what I said. "Oh damn - I'm sorry Mom! I apologize for the language, I wasn't thinking." She smiled softly back at me and just whispered "It's Okay honey, I know you're upset. Don't worry about it - I'm familiar with the word you know. Actually, That very word had recently entered my mind too." She rose to her feet as I pondered that statement, again caressing my cheek. "You look exhausted - have you slept at all?" she asked. " No, I haven't been to bed since the night before last." I was totally exhausted, physically and emotionally. "Listen", she said softly, "why don't you go to bed and try to get some sleep. There's no sense killing yourself over this, she's not going to call in the middle of the night. I'll pick up around here and try to think about some options we could plan on." She pulled me up, and again holding me tightly laughingly whispered, "Don't worry...worse comes to worse..I'll sell my house and move in here with you. I could use a good man around the house again!" Then, looking very serious she said softly, "I'm a VERY good cook, you know." Taking my hand and leading me to my bedroom, she laughed at the expression on my face and said, "Don't look so shocked! Who do you think taught Cindy all those little tricks she tried on you when you and her were going out?" Now I was REALLY shocked, which she noticed, and she stopped in the hallway, before saying teasingly, "Do you think I didn't know what you two were doing on the couch in the TV room when I went to bed all those nights, honey? Didn't you ever wonder why I just got up and said I was going to bed all those times? I even got up and peeked a few times to see if Cindy had paid attention to what I taught her. That night when she did you sitting on the stairs was very entertaining!" JESUS CHRIST! Stunned, I just managed to squeak out, "You watched your daughter suc.....make love to me? And it didn't bother you?" "Yes...I watched my daughter suck your penis.....and no...it didn't bother me. Why should it...it's a perfectly natural expression of love. Don't be embarrassed honey... really....it's Okay. Actually...I always enjoyed it myself...untill my husband complained I was TO OLD to be doing things like that! Can you imagine any man telling his wife she was to old to be giving a blow job?" Good thing it was dark in the hallway - I had gotten a huge hard on hearing my mother-in-law talking like this. "Go on...go to bed. I promise I'll try to leave you alone!" she said with a laugh.

I laid in bed for what seemed like hours trying to sleep, but every time I dozed off I'd wake up with a start, thinking this was just a nightmare. I had heard Mom taking a shower down the hall, and as I lay in bed thinking, she walked in and sat on the edge of the bed, brushing my hair and cheeks. "Can't sleep honey?" "No, I guess I'm over tired from being up so long", I said. "Oh....and how long have you been UP?" I noticed Mom was wearing one of my bathrobes (we were the same size - Cindy was a good bit smaller), and that she was naked under it. Jesus...this was getting crazy! Getting up from the bed she whispered, "I'll be back in a few minutes....I know how to relax you so you can get some sleep." "Are you going to make me a drink?" I asked with a laugh. Mom smiled back, "No...not quite...there are better ways to make a man tired than a drink." She walked slowly out of the room, saying softly as she left, "I won't be long."

As I lay in bed wondering what in the world was happening, I could hear the usual sounds of a woman going about her 'business', the clinking of bottles and makeup utensils...the hissing sound of a perfume spray....the sound of a brush passing through hair. "What the hell?" I thought. She can't seriously be thinking.....nah...get hold of yourself" Mom stepped into the doorway. "HOLLLLLLLYYYY SHIIIT!" I stammered. Mom was wearing one of Cindys red BabyDoll nighties(crotchless panties and all) and was made up more than I had seen her in 5 years. I could smell Cindys (and mine) favorite perfume - Charlie - from across the room, and to top it all off...she had put on Cindys long brunette wig - just below the shoulders, whispy bangs, slightly flipped up at the ends - my favorite of the half dozen Cindy had bought. It was made of imported virgin hair and was incredibly soft and fluffy (I have a bit of a fetish for long, soft hair). It also cost me $350 bucks, but the tricks Cindy did with it made it worth every penny! God, Mom, you look absolutely sensational!" "Well thank you", she whispered as she walked up and sat on the bed. She leaned over and began giving me little kisses all over my face and neck, her breathing labored as she whispered between kisses, " I've had thoughts about making love to you since the first night you came to pick up Cindy and I saw what a real gentleman you are. I just knew you'd be a kind, gentle, lover. I've seen other guys act like common animals in heat when Cindy started sucking them..but not you...you were appreciative... gentle... loving...a real MAN - not a boy in heat! Well...if Cindy doesn't appreciate you.... I do - and I'm going to treat you like you SHOULD be treated." Then she let her hair fall over my face, and as I groaned with lust, kissed me deep on my mouth....her tongue pushing between my lips and sweeping through my mouth. God..what a kisser! So that's how Cindy learned to use her tongue! As she ground her mouth over mine, she moved her head back and forth... causing the softness of the long wig to sweep over my neck and chest. Mom groaned from deep in her chest as I lifted her nightie out of the way and gently caressed her breasts before lifting my head to take one of the nipples between my lips and suck it gently, while rolling the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger. "Oh baby", she moaned, "it's been so long since a man has touched me like that. I knew you knew how to love a woman." After tolerating Cindys silence in bed, no matter how hard I tried, the sounds of a passionate woman were making me nuts. "Mom", I whispered when I could catch my breath, "you know about my thing with hair... how I love how it feels...but I want to make love to YOU - not an imitation Cindy....take the wig off." She laughed softly, "Why...so YOU can wear it?" Mom laughed and brushed back my hair. ( Well now-maybe I'll tell you about that story some other time!) "Thank you for the compliment baby, but I think I'll keep it on for a while, it brings back memories of my youth. With that she pulled back the covers to see I was naked, and crawled into bed beside me, reclining on her elbow and giving my chest, nipples, and belly soft, sucking kisses, that glorious hair spilling over me like a blanket. She knew what I liked all right....sweeping the soft hair back and forth over me as I moaned from way down in my throat, my dick pointing straight up like a flagpole. Mom noticed that right away and laughed softly "well well...would you look at that! I guess I'll have to fix that - the poor thing must be in pain. Maybe a massage will make it feel better!" Then she began sweeping her hair over my dick and around my balls. She slowly swept her hair up until she was right over my face again, when she kissed me with her tongue and said, "watch me suck your dick baby....I want you to see how much you mean to me.. watch!", then turned so she was facing my head rather than my feet as before and brushed her hair all over me again. She smiled lovingly up at me and squeezed the hand I hand been holding, and whispered "Maybe a kiss will make it better..." and immediately gulped the entire 6" down her throat. I couldn't believe it..even Cindy couldn't manage that! She stared right into my eyes..her lips smiling around my dick...as she slowly slid it out of her throat...sucking hard enough for her cheeks to cling to the sides of my dick....and rolled the knob around in her warm mouth...her tongue rolling all around it. Then she winked one eye and as I watched...holding my breath...slowly lowered her head back over my dick until her nose was pressing my pubic hair. She contracted her throat around my dick...... actually milking it with her throat muscles. God that feels wonderful! Up and down she started.....she felt the heat coming up from my balls before I did....I moaned "Stop...stop....take it out...I'm going to come!" My plea was answered by another wink as Mom cupped my balls in her free hand and caressed them, squeezing the come from them. " UUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" she groaned from her throat as I started to shoot into her mouth. She was sucking as hard as she could and swallowing continuously to keep up with the flow of semen - I can't remember ever coming for as long as this! When it slowed to a trickle...Mom slipped it from her lips long enough to whisper "OHHHHH...I knew your come would be delicious!" just before another little squirt shot out and hit her right on the tip of her nose. She laughed and stuck her tongue out and let it drip onto it before sucking it back in.. "that's too delicious to waste!" she laughed, then squeezed my dick from the base and up, forcing the last of my semen out...which she immediately licked into her hungry mouth. I was so aroused I was STILL hard. Mom couldn't believe I could come like that and still be hard. Getting to her knees on the bed, she wrapped her hand around my dick and pumped it a few times, then whispered "I'll be right back.....don't you DARE go away!"

As I laughed she got up and went into the bathroom..I assumed to rinse the semen from her mouth. When she came back a few minutes later she had removed the long wig and brushed out her own shorter hair. It was just as soft as the wig, but because it was short it bounced around as she moved her head. VERY sexy! "You look lovely" I whispered....I meant it...she did. Her face lit up with a dreamy smile as she walked up and kissed me. I could taste the come in her mouth...she had NOT rinsed it out. "You are really something, mister", she whispered." You're wasted on a kid.....only a real woman could really appreciate you." I smiled a thank you and pulled her face down and kissed her deeply, running my fingers gently through the silky curls of her hair. "I've got something for you Vicky (I figured we were acquainted enough for me to address her by her first name!), and I lifted the sheet so she could see the flagpole was still up. "See what you're doing to me you maniac!" "Oh God", she whispered, "you're incredible!" as she dove down to take it in her mouth again. As her head bobbed up and down, her silky curls bouncing around, I tried to pull her mouth off my dick , finally succeeding when I whispered urgently, "No Vicky....stop....I want to fuck you!" Her eyes - which had been closed in dreamy thoughts - snapped open.. and she immediately popped my dick out of her throat. "I've been waiting for you to say that...I thought I'd have to suggest it." The idea appealed to me, I'd never had a girl say "fuck me" so I said so. She immediately crawled up to me...kissed me passionately....and whispered "fuck me baby...fuck my pussy.....I want your cock in me now!" God..that sounded so sexy, having a woman begging you to fuck her! No bullshit "put it in me" nonsense, just a real earthy "FUCK ME!" WOW! Vicky turned onto her back and pulled her legs back so her knees were alongside her ears (not BAD for an older woman!) and before I slid my dick into her, I bent over and gave her pussy a few nice licks.... which promptly took her breath away. I slid up and into the hottest, wettest, tightest pussy I've ever seen...and as I started to pump into her I kissed her deeply as she moaned under me, "AAAHHHHHH BABY..... FUCK ME ...OH GOD...FUCK ME HARD.....IT'S SO GOOD!" I gave her everything I had - I wanted her to remember this, and thank her for what had to be the greatest blowjob I'd ever had. Fast...slow...fast....up..down...side to side..every trick I knew. Suddenly she started moaning deep down in her chest and drove her pussy onto my dick. She was moaning " OH GOD..OH GOD.. BABY I'M GOING TO COME! IT'S BEEN SO LONG...SO LONG...OH GOD....FUCK ME!" She nearly bounced me out of her as she came with a passion I never saw before..and haven't seen since (except possibly the SECOND time she came). She flowed around my dick and onto the bedsheets...resulting in an equally violent orgasm from me as I shot into her again and again ..her pussy contracting and squeezing my come out of me. "OH GOD...OH..I FEEL YOUR COME SQUIRTING INTO ME BABY...OH IT FEELS WONDERFUL...FILL ME UP!" Damn! This is the most passionate woman I've ever seen!

As we lay side by side in each others arms afterwards, I ran my fingers through Moms silky hair and kissed her as tenderly as I could. "That was the most incredible fuck of my life... you are an amazing woman, and I love you more than you know. The hell with Cindy..I'd rather be with you." "I love you too honey....otherwise I couldn't make love to you like this. I'll stay with you as long as you want...but I'm not sure we should do this again."

Over the next 3 days, Mom changed her mind about our lovemaking - maybe my tongue in her pussy helped - but we spent the better part of 3 days in bed, getting up only to shower and eat, never getting dressed at all.....except for when Mom wanted to see how I would look in Cindys wig and a babydoll. She really enjoyed that little diversion...as did I..though that's another story.

The phone rang Tuesday morning 4 days after Cindy had left. She was crying on the other end and asking...begging me to let her come HOME. "I don't know if I WANT you to come back you slut!" I shouted into the phone. "Your mom told me everything. Why the fuck did you marry me!?" Mom looked at me and asked me softly "what are you going to do?" I shook my head indicating I didn't know WHAT to do. "Give her another chance baby...I'll talk to her. I want to be with you but she's your wife - for better or worse." After listening to Cindys wailing for a half hour I relented and told her she could come over (not 'home') and we'd talk it over.

After Mom talked me into giving Cindy another chance (with promises of a weekly blowjob how could I not!) I drove Mom to her apartment. We sat, not saying a word, in front of the building, contemplating the past 4 days. "I don't want to stop loving you Mom...I can't." "You don't have to baby."

Over the following 15 years, the passion never left us. At least once a week...more if we could arrange it we spent a few hours together. God only knows how much semen Mom swallowed in those 15 years - it must have been gallons. But she was still a terrific fuck. There was even the time when we made love in front of Cindy after the 2 of them teamed up to do a 'makeover' on me(but that's part of that other story!) Cindy went nuts when she saw her Mom drop to her knees in front of me and swallow my dick, but she got into it when I started shooting into Moms mouth and got down there alongside her and swapped my dick from one to the other! Wild!

continued in chapter 2 ....

If you liked my story so far, you can write me at cathe_tv@hotmail.com

 

 

 

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