The Day I Devour the Ripe Mother-in-Law
If I had to nitpick, they're an I-cup. Maybe even bigger? No sag from age—just those massive tits beautifully compressed by gravity alone, thanks to meticulous care. Finding clothes that actually fit this size must be a nightmare; she often wore skin-tight fabrics or dresses with generous support. All to project that chaebol dignity, no doubt—efforts to make them look smaller than they really are. The image of pretty pearl earrings dangling from her ears popped into my head the moment I saw her. An elegant, beautiful figure worthy of a true noblewoman.
Gulp! Second only to Mom, this milf body drives me insane—blood surges hot and taut through my veins in response. Those delicious milk jugs that could fulfill any man's wildest dreams... no sooner do I lay eyes on them than my cock stiffens rock-hard below.
"Then... shall we start with the front?"
"Y-Yes... my son-in-law♥"
But I hold back. Showing the grace of a gentleman by tending to the lady first, I muster the patience not to repeat my past hasty mistakes.
Squiiiirt!
I squeeze a thick stream of massage oil right onto those massive tits. Given their size, I'm on pace to use up nearly a whole bottle. Like drizzling honey over a perfectly golden pancake fresh off the griddle, glistening oil pools generously atop her enormous breasts.
"Let's begin, Mother-in-law."
Slap!
"Ah, aaah!"
Just touching her breasts, and she reacts like she's been electrocuted. Her over-the-top response embarrasses her; she covers her face with both hands. Clearly, she's craved a touch like this with every fiber of her being.
Squish... squish...
I gently knead her tense, rigid female form, melting it into languid softness. Marveling at the fantasy size and shape, I pay maximum respect to this pudding-like texture that could drive me mad just from touching. Squeeze!
Fucking insane...
Even with my decently large hands—thanks to my height—this luscious fruit is too much to grasp in one go. Desperate to claim it, I clutch hard like I could devour it right now. Pinch, pinch... Gripping and teasing her nipples to stiffen them erect.
"Ah, not there...♥"
"Aaah~ relax. It's all for the massage."
"...Right, it's for the massage."
"Exactly, all part of the massage. So, how've things been lately?"
"Eung♥ Lately...? Just the usual gossip with friends, like last time... ahn♥"
"Maybe try picking up a hobby beyond hanging out with friends sometimes..."
A flimsy pretext, layered with casual chit-chat. I'm conditioning her to act like offering these delicious tits to another male is no big deal. Weaving in everyday small talk to make this feel normal.
"Haa...♥ Maybe it's not too late to start exercising?"
"Too late? Never. Ah! But instead of a gym membership, just hire a female trainer to come to the house."
"Why...?"
"Because if you went to a gym, no guy would be working out—they'd all be drooling too hard."
"My son-in-law, honestly!"
Lip service is basic. Even cheesy flattery like that lights her up; peeking through her fingers, her face glows in rapturous pink.
Not a huge lie anyway. She's just hard to approach as a chaebol wife, but if she worked out with tits like these, every man would lose his mind. No one but me—who's endured this far to claim the prize—is allowed.
"Mother-in-law."
"Yes, what is it...♥"
"By the way, how's your married life?"
Twitch!
Her body jolts as I swerve from casual talk. I slather more slick oil and spread it wide with my palms, loosening her tensing form again.
"Not some lewd intent—I've heard a healthy sex life is good for your health."
"A healthy... sex life."
"Some couples struggle as they age, so I worry there might be warning signs for your health."
My hands, rubbing her breasts, slide down past her navel. I squeeze out more oil, this time massaging her thighs to expand the area.
Thud.
The gown barely concealing her gorgeous body slips fully to the floor, and I brazenly keep up the chatter.
"If things are on hold and you entrust it to me, I could help relieve it indirectly."
"......"
"Ah! All through massage, of course. Everything now is just part of the massage."
"Ah, aaah... there, right there...♥"
Pretending to massage her thick thighs, I rub the inner parts. I savor the firm milf lower body to my heart's content. Under the relentless foreplay and stimulation, she's like a live fish flopping out of water—panting wildly, rubbing her thighs together, whispering desperately.
"Come to think of it, things have felt lacking lately...♥"
She can't hold back anymore; permission slips out easily. Legs part on their own with heated breaths, as if begging. Squelch... Her soaked panties peek through.
Her deliciously ripened body—now utterly accustomed to my touch, zero resistance—spreads wide like pleading for treatment of her rising fever.
Heh♥
"Then I'll advance the massage from before a bit further."
"......♥"
She doesn't even glance down. She's handed her son-in-law full rights to feast on her lower half, entrusting it all.
Squeeze!
"Aaaang♥"
I savor the hungry pussy feel through her panties. Stroking along the labia texture with my middle finger, making it ache even more desperately. Sliiiide... Then I pull the panties down between her legs.
Peeling away the drenched pussy cover reveals that dream spot in perfect form. Gulp! Some unmanaged pubes, but so sparse they're barely visible against her fair skin—body hair just isn't her type.
My brain's melting.
But seeing her milf cunt twitching and gushing slick juices, my cock swells to bursting. Drunk on the delicious scent of her arousal-thick honey pouring out in sticky strands, I can't hold back.
Slurp—
"Heut?!"
Smack♥ Chomp chomp chomp chomp!!!
"Hiiiit! Ah, aaaah... son-in-law, your lips there, right there...♥ Haaaang♥"
Right into devouring Mother-in-law's pussy♥ Fucking delicious. Sweeter than any fine dining—the female cock-sheath leaking sweet honey from her horny frenzy.
Throb, throb...
Pressing my mouth and nose into her labia to savor, I climb onto the sturdy massage bed myself. Gripping her thighs tight, I feast on her blowjob.
"It tickles... your tongue, so deep inside...♥"
"Hoob, it's such a delicate spot, so I'm massaging with my tongue."
"Aaah, this is massage too...♥"
Clinging to the lame excuse till the end in this adulterous caress. She's already let me grope her huge udders and spread her cunt, yet she insists it's all "massage." Pure contradictory heart laid bare. Betraying her husband utterly, yet wanting to stay the dutiful chairman's wife—while craving a young stud's tongue-fuck to the hilt.
Hooooob!
"Ahhaaaaaang♥ First time like this... feels so gooood...♥"
Her conflicted milf desires spice it sweeter. Forbidden fruit beyond one man, falling ripe only for me—impossible to resist.
Shake... shake♥
"Ohot, I'm cuuuuming♥"
Now at this depraved peak, she empties her mind and revels. Pussy ravaged missionary-style, she sheds noble poise—sticking out her tongue lewdly, shaking her legs wide for her pussy-feasting stud, quivering her lower body in bliss.
Fuck, can't hold back.
After gorging on the feast, I pull away. In her euphoric daze, she blankly looks down as I withdraw smoothly.
"Um... son-in-law...?"
"Wait a sec. Looks like you need special treatment now."
"Tre...atment?"
I strip off my top and pants fast. Then yank down my ballooning drawers, revealing it.
Throb!
"?!!"
She gulps hard at its emergence. Jaw slackens, eyes round and wide. Precum drips thick from my raging cock. During the pussy feast, anticipation of finally eating her pretty cunt soaked me—if I hadn't controlled it, I'd have blown in my pants.
"Treat with that...?"
"Yeah, tongue can't reach deep enough—need a different 'tool'."
"It's... huge."
No more clinging to petty excuses. Eyes glued to her furious son-in-law's prick. Towering erect toward her. Gushing slick precum in uncontrollable lust before her milf pussy. Gulp.
She stares piercingly at the angry cock that could impregnate her right now. Devouring it with her gaze like melting vanilla ice cream.
"Getting this hard from touching my body..."
Mumbled to herself. Fully realizing her body still ignites such excitement. Intoxicated by her lingering female allure, those plump lips part at its proud size and girth. Like reclaiming her lewd, magnetic youth, she smirks like a vixen.
"True... if it's treatment, no helping it...♥"
She spreads her legs herself, offering her pussy. Hands peeling back the petals wide, begging to be eaten. Plunge...♥
Beautiful. Gushing sweet nectar endlessly, welcoming the young stud's cock.
Truly losing my mind...
Reason shatters; I close in. Overlapping bodies slowly, faces inches apart, I whisper.
"You're beautiful. Way more than your daughter."
"......♥"
Her tongue lolls sluttier at the praise. Fox-like giggle, lewd expression, perfect pose—the unforgettable pinnacle of my life.