My relationship with my mother-in-law

Hi everybody! My name is Sailesh. I am a 27-year-old guy living in Mumbai. I got married early when I was 23 years old. Now, at 27, I am still married, and I have four children. We are a happy family, but we are an unconventional family because of the close relationship I have with my mother-in-law. If you want to get a better sense of my relationship with her, I recommend reading about my first experience with her below.

My mother-in-law is 45 years old. Her name is Lalita. Her husband had passed away when she was young due to ill health, and her son had passed away in a tragic accident when he was a teenager. Her daughter is her only remaining family. So, ever since I got married to her daughter, she has treated me like her own son. I respected her and tried not to disappoint her. But two years after getting married, I saw a different side of my mother-in-law, which strengthened our bond.

At that time, I was 25, and my wife was only 22. My mother-in-law had married early, so she was just 42. She visited us at least once every two months. On one occasion, she visited us because my wife was sick and stayed with us until she recovered. Then after two weeks, when she was ready to leave for our hometown, my wife asked me to go with her. My mother-in-law told us she can return on her own. But my wife was worried because my mother-in-law had told her she had been followed by two guys on the way to our house. I understood my wife’s fear because my mother-in-law was good-looking even at 42. So, I agreed with my wife and decided to go with my mother-in-law for her safety. I reserved seats on a private, overnight AC bus travelling from Mumbai to Dhule.

On the evening of our departure, I got a disappointing surprise when we boarded the bus – our seats were not together. We had been given adjacent aisle seats. My seat was on the left side of the aisle, and her seat was on the right, on the driver’s side. One guy was already sitting in the window seat to my left, but the window seat next to my mother-in-law was still unoccupied. I assumed it would be reserved for a woman, but I was wrong. A young guy entered a few minutes later and sat next to her. He had headphones on and seemed to be minding his own business, so I assumed he was harmless. Besides, she didn’t seem bothered by his presence, so I relaxed.

The bus began to move, and nothing unusual happened. Around 10:00 PM, I glanced over at my mother-in-law. Her eyes were closed, and she appeared to be asleep. The guy next to her was also resting with his headphones still on. Seeing that everything was quiet, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up suddenly. The lights in the bus were very dim. I looked at my mother-in-law’s face. She was sleeping. I looked at the guy next to her and got a shock. He had kept his head on her left shoulder, and his right arm was resting on her belly, under her saree. I quickly pulled out my phone and took a few snaps as evidence of inappropriate touching. I got up and pushed his hand away from her belly. He opened his eyes and stared at me. I asked in a angry hushed voice what he was doing. He acted like he was sleepy and closed his eyes. My mother-in-law was still sleeping, undisturbed. I shook the guy’s arm, but he pretended to be asleep. I went to the bus attendant and explained the situation. I asked him to exchange my seat with the guy sitting next to my mother-in-law. He said he could only help if I gave him money. I quickly negotiated a price before paying him. He came with me and ordered the guy to swap seats with me. The guy fussed as he got up. The disturbance woke my mother-in-law, and I gave her a smile as I took the window seat next to her. The guy moved into my old seat across the aisle. I looked at her again, but she had already closed her eyes and fallen asleep.

I saw the young guy on the other side of the aisle. He was looking at her as if he wanted to eat her. I stared at him. He frowned at me and turned away. In a way, I understood him because I myself had admired her many times. Her cute face looked like she could be in her mid-thirties, but her body looked voluptuous. Her medium brown skin tone had a healthy glow. She had narrow shoulders, wide bust, small waist, wide hips and bottom. Her body stats were about 38, 30, and 40. My wife had inherited her mother’s beauty, but she didn’t have her mother’s full figure. I’d assumed my wife would look hotter like her mother after giving birth to children and nursing them.

Sitting next to my mother-in-law, I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t. I had not got an opportunity to sleep next to her in the past two years. She was too hot to resist. I opened my eyes and observed quietly. The dim lights in the bus were perfect for privacy. I stretched my left arm, pretending to move in my sleep. I put my arm around her shoulders, placed my left hand on her left shoulder and closed my eyes. I feared she could wake up, but she didn’t move. I opened my eyes, turned my head, and looked at her. Her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be sleeping. I looked ahead, thinking what to do next. Suddenly, I felt a touch on my hand, which was on her shoulder. I looked at her, startled. She was looking at me. I tried to raise my arm from her shoulder, fearing she’d caught me red-handed. But her fingers tightened their grip on my hand. I looked at her, confused. She smiled and moved close to me. She kept the right side of her head on the front of my left shoulder, and she rested her left hand on my chest.

My heart was pounding with excitement and a little fear. She seemed to have fallen asleep again. Unsure of what to do next, I decided to try my luck. I kissed her forehead. ‘Hmm…’ she moaned. I slid my right hand on her blouse, under her sari, and felt her right breast through her blouse and bra. I squeezed gently a few times. ‘Hmm…’ she moaned again, but she didn’t open her eyes. I moved my hand to her other breast and squeezed a few times till I felt it swell. I moved my hand under her blouse from the neckline and cupped her left breast. Her skin felt smooth, her breasts swollen, and her nipples firm. I felt one of her hands move on my thigh and touch my cock bulge. Surprised, I looked at her. She was looking at me with her eyes wide open. As we looked into each other’s eyes, we understood we were ready to take our relationship to the next level.

She gave me a sweet smile and said in a hushed voice, “Javai, everybody is sleeping.”

“Ho Sasu,” I said and touched the back of her hand which was on my cock bulge.

She pulled her hand back. I looked at her, wondering if she’d changed her mind. She took a water bottle from the seat-back pocket of the front seat. She drank water and kept the bottle back in the pocket. She took a shawl that was on her lap and spread it on our laps. She touched my cock bulge, unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. She bent over and covered her head with the shawl. I felt her tongue lick my cockhead. Then, I felt my cock going inside her mouth. It was warm, wet and comforting. When she began sucking, I could only see the shawl move up and down, but her mouth worked like magic on my cock. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it till my cock shot cum inside her mouth. She sucked till I stopped ejaculating. Then she sat straight, took the water bottle, and drank water, washing down my cum. Then, she kept the right side of her face on the front of my left shoulder and closed her eyes. I kissed her forehead before closing my eyes. We fell asleep like lovers for the first time.

In the morning, after the bus reached Dhule, we took an autorickshaw to Deopur and reached my mother-in-law’s house by 7:30 am. She lived on the ground floor of her two-floor house, and she had rented out the first floor. She had inherited enough wealth from her parents and her late husband to live a comfortable life. But she was unhappy because her husband and her only son had passed away. Even though she loved her daughter, living away from her made her lonely. I felt sorry for her every time I visited her because she was a lonely woman.

I was tired but as soon as we entered the house, I took her in my arms and kissed her. She let me kiss her as long as I wanted. Then, she told me she wanted to take a bath and make breakfast for us. I knew she also would be tired, so I released her from my arms.

I went to one of the spare bedrooms where my wife and I usually stayed when we visited. I had a bath and changed my clothes. Then, I called my wife and let her know we had arrived safely. After ending the call, I went to the living room. I didn’t see my mother-in-law there. I heard sounds in the kitchen and went there. I saw her cooking. She had worn a different saree, and she looked fresh. She saw me and smiled. I went to her, stood behind her, and put my arms around her waist. I squeezed the soft flesh on the sides of her waist and kissed her neck and cheeks. She laughed and said, “Breakfast is ready.”

I rubbed my cock bulge on her bottom and whispered in her ear, “Sasu…I can’t control myself any more.”

“Hmm…looks like my daughter is not taking care of you,” she said and giggled.

I cupped her boobs, squeezed and said, “She takes care of me. You’re not taking care of me.”

She chuckled and said, “Okay. If you can’t control yourself, let’s finish it before the food gets cold.”

“Great idea, Sasubai. Let’s go to the bedroom,” I said.

I fondled her as we went to her bedroom. She giggled happily and walked with me like a young woman ready to have fun. We stopped near the bed, and I took her in my arms. I kissed her, moving my hands all over her body. Her curvy, soft body aroused me more. I lifted her saree and petticoat, pulled down her undie and removed it from her feet. I asked her to hold her clothes above her bottom and kneel on the side of the bed. She did it, and I got a good view of her naked lower half for the first time. Her bottom and legs had a good shape despite being large and plump. I kneaded and squeezed her soft bottom, thighs and vulva. I rubbed her tender pussy lips and felt wet fluid from her vagina. She moaned softly. I grabbed the sides of her wide hips and placed the tip of my cock on her pussy lips. She put one hand between her legs and grabbed my dick shaft. She rubbed my cock up and down her moist pussy lips and clitoris. Then she guided the head of my dick between her wet pussy lips. I applied little pressure, and my cockhead slipped into her wet pussy. I suddenly lost control and thrust into her. The full length of my cock was surrounded by the clutching walls of my Sasubai’s cunt. I’d reached my destination with my Sasu, but our new journey had just begun.

“Aaaahhmmmmm!” she moaned happily and squeezed my cock inside her pussy.

I looked down at my Sasubai’s wide and plump buttocks. Her anus looked inviting, but I was satisfied with my cock buried seven inches deep inside her pussy. I withdrew until only the head of my cock was plugged in her vaginal mouth. My dick shaft looked slick with her lubrication. I drove forward into her pussy again and filled her to the brim. I began to fuck her in slow, controlled strokes. Then, I increased my pace and began fucking her faster. I banged on her plump bottom and fucked fast till I ejaculated inside her pussy.

After we were done, my mother-in-law told me she was very happy because she had not climaxed with such intensity for a very long time. I assured her I’d be happy to satisfy her whenever we got an opportunity to have sex.

We had breakfast together and talked openly for the first time. She told me she had been living a hopeless life after her husband and son had passed away. I understood her, but what she said next shocked me. She said she wanted to have a child with me. I told her if my wife found out, she would kill us both. But she told me she won’t tell her daughter I am the father of her child. That was a relief. So I assured her I didn’t mind helping her as long as she didn’t tell my wife.

After we had breakfast, we watched TV in the living room and drank chai. We kissed and made out. Then I played a Hindi song on my phone and asked her to dance. She was shy. So, I danced with her. As we danced, I removed her blouse, bra, petticoat and undies. I saw her fully naked body for the first time and fell in love with her. Her lovely face blended perfectly with her ripe body. Her large breasts were perfectly round and showed no sign of sagging. Her waist was smaller than her hips, and her buttocks were large, round and firm. I was lost for words. I removed my clothes, took her in my arms and kissed her. I kneaded and squeezed her breasts, waist, hips, thighs and buttocks. She pumped my cock in her fist. I fingered her pussy and anus, making sure no part of her body was left untouched. Then, I asked her to kneel on the floor in front of me and suck my cock. She knelt and sucked my cock passionately, just like her daughter…my wife.

I stopped her after five minutes and asked her to ride my cock. I sat on the sofa, and she knelt on the sofa with her knees astride my thighs, taking my cock into her pussy. I cupped her breasts and squeezed them. Then, I sucked her nipples. She stroked my hair gently while I sucked her nipples till I was satisfied. Then, she moved her hips up and down, letting my cock glide in and out of her wet, hot pussy. As she moved faster and faster, her boobs bounced like large bouncy balls, and her cunt milked my cock. I closed my eyes, letting her fuck me and enjoy the ride. After an amazing joyride we came together. My cock shot cum in her cunt, and her pussy squirted pussy cream onto my cock. She laughed with joy as she climaxed and kissed me, thankfully.

After we were done, she went to the bathroom for a wash, and I went to the attached bathroom in the guest bedroom.

We had lunch at about 1:30. Then we had an afternoon nap together. After a short nap, I put one arm around her and woke her up. I kissed her and fondled her. When we were very aroused, I removed my shorts, lifted her saree, spread her legs and positioned myself on top of her. I aimed at her pussy and thrust my cock deep inside her. I fucked her for a long time, struggling to ejaculate as I’d already ejaculated thrice inside her pussy. After about fifteen minutes of rapid fucking, I ejaculated inside her pussy.

I rolled over and lay next to her. She asked me to stay with her that night. I told her I had to go to the office the next day, but I will visit her soon. She was a bit disappointed, so after about an hour I fucked her again and consoled her.

Later that day, it was time for me to leave. I kissed her goodbye and left her home. I took the 7pm bus from Dhule and reached Mumbai the next morning.

So, that was my first experience with my mother-in-law. She became pregnant after that experience. She kept it as a secret from her relatives, but she couldn’t hide it from my wife. My wife pestered her mother for info about the child’s father. My mother-in-law cried and confessed that she wanted a son, so she seduced me and got conceived with my child. My wife was angry with us for a few days, but eventually she forgave us because she understood her mother’s longing to have a son after her son had died. I consoled my wife and made love to her frequently till she also became pregnant.

My mother-in-law and my wife gave birth to male children. Fortunately they were religious women, so they believed the children were reincarnations of my mother-in-law’s husband and son — my wife’s father and brother. My wife became very supportive of my relationship with her mother and gave us permission to marry. So, I married my Sasu without her relatives knowing about it.

After a month, my wives conceived again and gave birth to girl children.

I have threesome with my wives frequently. My wives love sucking my cock and riding on it. We are a very happy family, but we are an unconventional family because I married my beautiful mother-in-law.