Jared woke very slowly to the sound of the shower. His mind filled with vivid memories of the night and he just smiled. He turned his head and inhaled Wendy's womanly scent from cooling sheets next to him. Forcing his eyes open, he checked the time. Just after 6... early. He was certain Stacy wouldn't be back home for hours yet.
He debated getting up to join her mother in the shower but thought better of it. The bed was so comfortable and there was a good chance Wendy needed a little alone time. He was confident the night had been very good for her but in the light of day... or not quite light of not quite day... there was no telling what kind of second thoughts she might have.
He needn't have worried on that score.
The shower shut off. A couple of minutes later Wendy came swaying back into the room, still naked as the day she hatched. When she flipped on the light, Jared had to raise his arm to block the glare. He grumbled but she just laughed... giggled really. "Good, you're awake."
She bounced into the bed with him and rested her breasts on his chest. Her big smile was seductive and pleading. "I don't know what's going to happen after this," she started. "I hope Stacy lets us play more some time but just in case this is my last chance, there's one last thing I really want to do."
She slid her hand down under the sheets and took hold of his rising cock. "Bet you can't guess what it is."
"You want me to take you to Sid's Needle Shack so you can have my name tattooed across those fantastic tits?" he guessed.
Giggling she said, "Nnnooooo."
"Across your ass?" he suggested again.
"Actually, getting warmer but you're still on the wrong track." She squeezed his turgid member tighter. "Think along the lines of where I want you to put this."
There was a second or two of silence as Jared's brows slowly rose. "Why Mrs. Schnabel, just how dirty a girl are you?"
She answered with a throaty laugh. "Absolutely filthy, my dear." She kissed him, briefly but hotly. "Please fuck my ass, stud." When she felt her words make his cock jump, she laughed throatily again. "Oh, you like that, do you?" She slid down his body and licked his hot throbbing lollipop.
He braced a hand on her head as she slobbered on his prick. "That's one of the few things Stacy doesn't like. Says she tried it a couple of times and it just doesn't feel good."
Smacking her lips, Wendy pulled away from his beautiful gift for a moment. "Well then I'm glad I can give you something special," she said. She bobbed on his cock a few more times and then went on. "I learned to like anal so I could take guys bareback back in college."
She focused on soaking down his rod. A few minutes later, he slid off the bed. "Lay on your back here. I want to look into your eyes as I open your back-door."
Wendy spun around and edged her broad buns off the side of the bed. She gripped the mattress edge in her hands. "I really want this but you have to go slow, babe. That's a really big helmet you wear on your cock."
The big helmet probed her pussy briefly, picking up a bit more lube. He hacked and spit on his fingers and rubbed her wrinkled brown eye. She was already slick; some lotion she found in the bathroom. The combination of lubrication, slightly calloused fingers and gentle rubbing made Wendy sigh. "Oh, that's nice."
He continued to tease her pussy lips with his girth. He smoothly transitioned from a gentle massage of her starfish to an investigation of the pit. His middle finger wormed its way in and soon he felt her tight sphincter against the first knuckle.
She stiffened as he probed deeper, her breath catching. He let his penis brush her clit which made her eyes flutter.
Withdrawing most of the finger, he began to work a second in next to it. Their squirming samba made Wendy's stomach roil. She had to grit her teeth a bit as the second finger forced her sphincter wider and sank deep into her.
Jared worked his fingers in and out with more firmness. "God, you're tight," he muttered, trying to spread them apart a bit.
Wendy's eyes got very wide and she cried a startled but seductive "Ooohhh!" when Jared decided to press his cock into her pussy and bury all seven inches.
Fingers up her ass and fat, throbbing cock in her hungry pussy, Wendy urgently humped against him. "Oh god, you beast. Yes! Make me cum like a bitch!"
Wendy's juicing cunt felt incredible and about a minute later she did cum, her tightness snapping around Jared's cock and making him moan.
"Tell me one more time, dirty girl. What do you want me to do?"
Not quite done climaxing, Wendy yanked her legs back to her chest, turning her ass up at her son-in-law. "I want you to slide that beautiful dick up my corn hole and fuck me good."
Out came his fingers and out slid his cock. It jammed against her dark hole. One hand supported his shaft, thumbing the head against her rear entry. The other braced against her leg to give him leverage. "Lord, we thank you for this tight fucking ass I am about to receive," he intoned.
Jared pressed against her firmly. He had to press really hard. The head of his cock was so fucking big. Wendy began to pant, almost hyperventilating as she struggled to deal with the incredible amount of stimulation. Sweat broke out across her forehead.
Yes, it hurt. But strong sensations have a way of becoming confused. Just the thought of an eager, virile young man fucking her ass, along with the delicious memories of the long night of raw sex, had Wendy aroused to the point where anything seemed possible.
Even fitting ten pounds of meat in a three-pound sack.
She heaved against Jared, grunting in effort. God, her hole was stretched so tight. She wished she could see it. How close was she? What must that enormous bulb look like against her ass?
Twisting this way and that, trying different angles, spitting more thick saliva into her crack, Jared did everything he could trying to work his cock into her hot hole. As long as she was willing to stay under him and urge him onward, he wasn't going to give up.
Wendy was grinding her teeth and hissing "Oh god, oh god, oh god." Maybe this wasn't going to work.
Finally, with his thumb right on the head he forced the blunt spear into Wendy. "Ahhh." She cried briefly, eyes wide and head bent back. "God, shit, yes!" she exulted. Hands on the edge of the mattress, she pulled herself back against Jared. "More, don't stop. All the way in," she panted.
The hard part was done. Slowly but inexorably, Jared sank into his mother-in-law's bowels. "Oh god, it's like fucking a keyhole." When his hips contacted her fat globes, he laughed giddily. "Dirty little girl, your ass has officially been fucked!"
Wendy raised her hips and craned her neck, staring at Jared's groin. At first she couldn't see her anus but when he slowly began to withdraw, it puckered outward.
The hairy ring was dark pink and stretched tightly like a rubber band. The sight made Wendy's insides convulse, squeezing down on Jared so tightly he nearly got stuck.
"Fuck!" they both said in unison.
Jared pressed in deeply again. Wendy let herself fall back and try to relax against the mattress. Jared tried to get a grip around her big thighs but they were too massive. He hooked his hands in the creases between thighs and hips and continued to fuck her ass slowly.
"Oh, that's so fucking amazing. I don't know why it feels good but it just does." She babbled. "Just so intense and nasty and perfect.
Jared slowly quickened his pace. Mrs. Schnabel began rubbing her clit, making herself wetter and wetter. In moments her eyes were rolling into the back of her head.
"Oh lord!" she moaned. "Don't stop."
Jared jammed back into her hot, tight, buttery ass again. Her pussy juices were running down across his cock and working into her ass, making in squelch.
He fucked the old woman's ass good. She was practically frictionless but so damn tight!
Wendy's fingers flew across her engorged clit. She shrieked wordlessly. Gushing sprays of watery ejaculate soaked Jared from the chest down.
Wendy shuddered and bucked as the orgasm persisted.
Jared tried to ride out the cataclysm but the intensity of her orgasm and the black-hole tightness of her rectum were too much. More quickly than he'd cum in years, Jarred shouted wordlessly and jerked against her ass, flooding her bowels with seed.
Even though she had cum first, Wendy was still vibrating madly by the time Jared was drained. He stayed locked in her ass for long minutes as the euphoric tension very slowly leached from her body.
Jared's cock was limp by the time he let her legs drop. They plopped down like jelly. Wendy was completely wrung out, unable to move. Jared's reduced member slipped easily from her dark orifice, saving her the trauma of passing his enormous cockhead a second time.
Jared fell onto the bed next to her, unconcerned about his soiled dick for the moment. "Holy cow," was all he could say.
In the complete silence that followed, as Wendy felt Jared's sperm tickle against her anus trying to leak out, she worried. She just couldn't take a sexless life any more. It was like a seal had been opened. Pandora's box. What was she going to do? She couldn't leave Hal... she'd make out very badly in a divorce and had no way of supporting herself. She'd never finished college... she'd found the work difficult and uninteresting.
But all the old dangers of having affairs still applied. She glanced at Jared. Such a wonderful man. Emphasis on man. He wasn't the macho type and being below average in height and a little soft in the belly made him seem a bit milquetoast.
But he was hell on wheels in the sack. He had treated her sagging, over-weight body like a wonderful gift and made her feel... alive and womanly and even loved.