My Mother-in-Law Busts Me For Looking At Her

"Robin, I have to talk to you about something, it's something weird," I said. I decided I had to tell my wife what her mother was up to during the day. We were getting ready for bed, Robin was wearing her nighty, and I was getting changed.

"Yeah, sure, honey, what's up?"

"Well, today when you left me home with your mom, she pretended like I was peeping on her, and she grabbed my balls and squeezed them. It was insane."

"She told me she had to discipline you. She used to do it to my father too. I hope it wasn't too bad.

"Now she's doing it to me too, that's fucked up. Your mother shouldn't have her hands on my balls."

"Look, Matt, it's only a couple more days, and I'll make it up to you. I think it makes her feel better about her divorce."

"How will you make it up to me?"

"Well, let me have a look at those balls," she said seductively. She walked over to me and pulled down my pajama bottoms. She knelt in front of me and kissed and sucked on my balls. They were still sore from the beating her mother had put on them, but fuck, it felt good to have them gently sucked. Her hand reached up for my cock, and she began stroking it as she sucked my balls. I found myself pushing into her hand, it was going to be long before I came. Not long at all.

"OH FUCK!" I moaned as my body gave in. I blasted a load of cum over Robin's head, and then she let my balls fall out of her mouth and sucked in my cock. She sucked hard, making sure to get all of my cum. Her hand squeezed my balls as she sucked. It felt so good, just fucking incredible.

When I finally finished, the two of us went into our bathroom to clean up. Robin changed her nightie, and I gawked at her big tits. What a perfect body.

"Look, Matt, I know things are a little crazy, but I'll make it up to you every night if you just put up with my mom. If busting your balls makes her feel better, it might help her get over my father a little bit. Would you do that for me?"

Fuck me. How could I say no to her, but shit, I don't think she understands how weird it is. To be honest, I'm kind of hot for her mom. She has Robin's big tits, and she's curvy and pretty, just like Robin. The whole thing feels strange, but if Robin wants me to go along with it, then I guess I can try.

I was nervous the next morning as I waited for Robin to leave the house. She gave me a kiss goodbye and took off in her car. I had some breakfast and cleaned up before Margaret even got out of bed. I went to my office and started on my work for the day. I didn't hear much of Margaret until around ten. She was downstairs making a late breakfast, so I went down to see if she needed anything.

"Hi Margaret, can I help you find anything today?" I asked, and she turned around to look at me. She had the flimsiest see-through nightie I've ever seen. Her big breasts looked incredible. I knew I should look away, but holy fuck, what a rack.

"Good morning, Matt. I think I found everything. Did you eat already?"

"Yes, a couple of hours ago," I replied, still staring at her breasts. I told my eyes to look away, but they ignored me. I felt a panic come over me. I knew my balls were going to end up in her hands again if I kept this up. I finally managed to look up at her.

"I guess I should get back to work. Let me know if you need anything," I offered, and I nearly ran from the kitchen before I got in trouble for staring at her. I hid out in my room for the rest of the morning. I got all my work for the day done, and I was starting to get hungry. I decided to head downstairs and see what I could find for lunch. As I walked past the sliders onto the deck, I saw something that made me stop cold. Margaret was laying out a towel on one of our lounge chairs, and she wasn't wearing a swimsuit top. Her big breasts looked incredible. They hung just a bit more than Robin's, but otherwise, those two are breast twins. My cock woke up, and it pushed against the front of my shorts.

I should keep going, but I couldn't. I stopped and watched her lay down the towel, line up the chair with the sun, and then lie on her back. I stared at her breasts, just enjoying the view. They were perfect. I don't know why Robin's father left, but it sure wasn't because he got tired of those tits.

Suddenly, she sat up and looked back into the house. She must have seen me. She stood up, opened the slider, and walked towards me.

"Matt, are you watching me? I felt like someone was watching me."

"Uh, no, Margaret, I was just walking by on my way to the kitchen. I thought I might ask if you wanted anything, but then I saw that you were topless, so I kept going."

"I don't need anything. I just had a snack, but tell me one thing, Matt. Why do you have an erection?"

Here we go again. What answer might save my balls? I tried to think of anything to say, and I decided to appeal to her with a compliment.

"Look, Margaret, I didn't have an erection until I saw you topless. You do have an incredible body."

"I'M YOUR MOTHER-IN-LAW!" she yelled, "YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO LOOK AT ME!"

She took a step towards me, and her foot swung back. I knew what was going to happen. Time slowed down. I watched her breasts swing as she torqued her body, then her foot came flying up and into my balls. I heard the slap of her foot as it connected, and then a wave of pain crashed over me. I gasped in agony as I tried to breathe, but I couldn't get any air into my lungs. Then I felt my knees start to give out, and I fell forward and ended up with my arms around Margaret. I tried in vain to keep standing, but I slid down her body. On my way down, my head went between her amazing breasts. Everything in me wanted to suck or kiss one, but somehow I resisted that urge. What a rack! Even in complete agony, I had to notice them.

"Stand up, Matt. Take your punishment!" She leaned over and tried to help me up, her breasts hung in my face. It was an awesome sight. She managed to help me to my feet, and then she pushed me up against the wall.

"You have to stop perving on me." Her knee blasted up and into my balls.

"OOOOOOOF!" I groaned.

"I'm your mother-in-law for fuck's sake!" Another knee right into my balls, even harder.

"FUUUU!"

"You're married to my daughter!" Another knee.

"You men are pigs!" And another.

With each knee, she berated me, and each time her big breasts swung as she kneed me. I held onto her shoulders, and I watched her breasts as she delivered knee after knee. The shock of it was wearing off, and I think she might have been getting a little tired, because it didn't hurt me any longer. Instead, it felt exciting and sexual, I liked it. I liked it a lot. Too much.

"FUUUUUCK!" I groaned as my cock erupted onto her leg, cum blasted out of my cock and covered the top of her leg.

"You pervert!" She kneed me again with renewed vigor.

"FUCK YES!" It felt good to me, it felt incredible. It made my orgasm even better. I wanted more. I pulled her leg up and into my balls. She pushed against my cock and balls as I absolutely covered her leg in jizz.

We took turns for the next few minutes. She would berate me and knee my balls, and I would groan in ecstasy and shoot more cum on her. We did it until I ran out, then I finally dropped to the floor in front of her.

"I hope you learned your lesson," she said, and she stormed out of the house and back onto the deck.

I sat on the floor gathering myself for a moment. There were two thoughts I couldn't get out of my head. The first was that Robin better fuck my brains out tonight, and the second was; if Margaret is really so mad about me looking at her tits, why is she still topless on my back deck?