Mothers Know Best Ch. 01 Ver. 02


This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to anyone dead or alive is purely coincidental. This story contains graphic incestuous relationships, which includes sexual intercourse and other taboo subjects. All characters are over 18 years of age.

Special thanks to ResqJack for editing.

This is a reboot and re-written version.

Mother Knows Best Ch. 1 ver-2 New Beginnings

Part 1.

My mother-in-law, Stephanie, had always been fond of me, but I never really knew to what extent. She is quite a beautiful woman of forty years, fifteen years older than me, and twenty years older than her daughter Judy, who is my wife. I usually found myself as her advocate between her and her other children who live with their uncle. She had lost her husband many years before and had no one to stand up for her. Her strong Christian beliefs allowed her to quickly forgive those who trespassed against her.

One day she asked me to help set up her new flat screen in her one-bedroom condo. Of course, I obliged; it was no big deal. I was not sure why one of her sons did not do it, but I was eager to help her. Her condo was furnished in a contemporary style.

I knocked on her door and moments later she opened the door. She was dressed in a full-length blue floral strapless sundress. Her beautiful blue eyes sparkled, her smile devastating.

“Hi, Mom.” I greeted her fondly.

“Hello, Andrew, so nice of you to come.” She said as she leaned in to kiss my cheek and then hugged me warmly.

Through the material of our clothes, I could feel the warmth of her firm breasts radiate against my chest. My mother-in-law is quite a beautiful-looking woman. I felt a certain satisfaction knowing what Judy will look like in twenty years’ time.

Setting up the flatscreen was quite quick. After some adjustments, she seemed happy with the outcome.

“Andrew, would you like a cold beer?” she asked.

“Sure, I wouldn’t mind,” I replied.

I sat back and watched a nature show in 4K with the volume muted. We made small talk as she tried to moisturize her skin. She was struggling to get to her back shoulders.

She wore a loose-fitting strapless muumuu dress that fell to her ankles, which did not detract from her figure. A tie around the front kept it just above her full, braless breasts.

“Let me help,” I said as I got up.

“Oh, would you? That would be super,” she replied.

She remained seated and angled her back towards me. She pumped some moisturizer into my hand, which I rubbed together. I applied it to her shoulders and down her back until I reached the top of her dress. She loosened the top and moved it down to allow me more access. I held out my hand and she pumped another glob of moisturizer onto it.

Again I rubbed my hands together and then slid my hand under her dress and down her back and began applying the moisturizer in a circular motion.

“Mmm, that’s nice, I could never get there,” she purred.

I worked my hands to her sides as best I could under the restrictive dress. Then removing my hand, I held out my hand and she pumped another glob onto it.

Again I rubbed my hands together before applying the moisturizer to her neck and upper shoulders. I moved down over her chest and noticed the top was much lower exposing more breast and cleavage.

I tried to ignore her breasts as I continued to massage the moisturizer into her skin. I noticed that her eyes were closed while mine were wide open as I ogled her ample breasts and cleavage as I attempted to venture onto her breasts.

Then she suddenly opened her eyes. “Thank you, Andrew, that felt very nice.” She said as she pulled up her dress to cover her breasts and tied it off.

I finished my beer and took my leave. “Goodbye, Mom. Call me anytime you need me for anything.”

“Goodbye, Andrew. Thank you for your help and thank you for your offer. It means a lot to me.”

I softly kissed her cheek at the edge of her mouth and then accepted a warm hug from her feeling her breasts crushed against my chest.

Part 2.

The following week she asked me to help her hang a picture. Again, I obliged her and went over to her place.

I knocked on her door and waited. A half-minute later she opened the door. She was dressed in a short blue floral strapless beach dress showing more breasts and cleavage and more legs than I had seen from her before. Her blue eyes sparkled like gems, her smile devastating. She looked hot.

“Hey, Mom!” I greeted her with an enormous smile.

“Hello, Andrew, so nice to see you,” She said cheerfully.

She kissed my cheek at the edge of my mouth and then hugged me warmly. Again I could feel the warmth of her breasts as she crushed them against my chest.

On the floor leaning against the wall was a landscape oil painting of a cozy-looking English thatched cottage on an overcast day set on the banks of a slow meandering river with a family of ducks swimming through it and surrounded by a profusion of lush gardens enclosed by a white picket fence.

“Where Kıbrıs Escort would you like it hung?” I asked as I picked up the painting.

“I don’t know. Where do you think it should go?” She asked as she looked around the living room.

I looked at the walls and found a space on one wall that I thought looked naked. I held the painting where I thought it should go.

“What do you think?” I asked.

“Mmmm, I don’t know. Try over there.” She pointed to another wall.

Again I held it where she pointed. “How’s that?”

“Maybe down a bit.” She said with uncertainty. “I don’t think it belongs there. Go back to where you thought it should go.”

I held it where I originally placed it. “Yes, I think that is better. Put it there.” She said with that devastating smile.

I quickly hung the picture where she had asked. She reached up to the top of the painting to straighten it which caused the hem of her dress to lift and almost expose her ass.

“Does that look straight?” She asked as she stepped back to look.

“Yes, it looks level.”

“Mmmm, thank you. You were right. That is the best place.” She said to me as she stood at my side to admire it.

Again she offered me a beer and we sat down as she drank an iced tea.

“Andrew, would you be a dear and moisturize my skin again?” She asked.

“Sure, mom,” I replied enthusiastically. I enjoyed doing it to her the last time.

“I’ll be right back.” She said and went to her bedroom.

She returned with her hair in a ponytail and a towel covering her from the breasts down and a bottle of moisturizer in her hand.

“I was hoping you could apply it to more of my skin as you did it so well the last time,” She said.

“I’ll try mom,” I said flabbergasted.

She removed the towel and held it over her breasts as she turned her back to me. She wore a pair of pastel blue bikini panties which beautifully revealed her spectacular ass.

“Jesus, what a gorgeous ass!” I exclaimed to myself under my breath. My cock stirred with a lustful desire.

She laid down across the couch and made herself comfortable. She pulled the towel out from under herself.

“Fold the towel in half and place it across my bottom.” She said in a motherly fashion. “You can include my arms and legs.” She said with a satisfied look as she visibly relaxed.

I felt a bit disappointed as I covered her beautiful ass with the towel. Okay, I was really disappointed, but I carried out her wish.

Starting from her neck and shoulders, I spread and massaged the moisturizer into her skin. Her skin quickly absorbed the moisturizer and used it liberally. I also massaged her muscles as I applied the lotion to her skin.

“Mmmmm, Andrew you are an angel. It feels so good.” She murmured softly.

I actually enjoyed doing this for her. I enjoyed touching her, I enjoyed the softness of her skin.

I slowly moved down her back to her waist, massaging her sides just stopping at her panty waistband and towel. Then I moved to her legs starting at her feet.

I elevated her lower leg and rubbed and massaged her foot and toes with moisturizer. I did this for both feet. My eyes traveled upward to the apex of her beautiful legs and imagined what was beneath her panties.

I worked on her calves, massaging the moisturizer into her skin. I massaged the muscles on each leg.

Then I began on her thighs. As I worked the moisturizer into the soft supple skin of her thighs she parted her legs just a little to let me get to her inner thighs.

Fuck, her thighs felt beautiful and welcoming, I thought. I worked on her muscles, moving under the towel higher towards the apex of her legs.

“Not so close, Andrew.” She said as she closed her legs.

“Sorry, Mom, couldn’t see under the towel.” I lied.

“Okay, I’m done unless you want me to do your frontal area,”I said with a flit of disappointment that it was probably over.

“No, continue with my front, pass me the towel.”

I passed her the towel as she sat up with her back to me. She folded the towel and placed it across her breasts as she laid on her back.

“You have a very beautiful body, Mom,” I said as I rubbed my palms together to warm up a dollop of lotion.

“Thank you, Andrew. That’s kind of you to say to an old woman.” She said with a smile.

“Mom, you’re not old, you’re only forty, or fifteen years older than me.” She looked at me and her eyes sparkled as she flashed me with that smile which devastated me yet again before she settled back and closed her eyes.

I began on her arms. I raised one arm and worked on it from her fingers and moved up toward her armpit and shoulder. I massaged each muscle group. I did the same to the other arm and placed them to her sides.

Then starting at her neck, I massaged the lotion into her skin. At one point my hand closed around her throat and she let out a gasp and threw her head back as she bared her throat to me with a soft moan.

“Oh dear, I don’t know what just Magosa Escort happened there.” She blushed.

“Sorry, Mom.”

I moved away from her neck and worked the moisturizer into her chest. I pushed my hands to the side of her breasts. She let out a soft moan as she arched her back and raised her chest.

I then moved down past her breasts and worked the moisturizer into her stomach and then onto her belly. Her pelvis rocked almost imperceptibly. In a circular motion, I moved around her belly. Looking at the rise of her pubic mound under her panties which was barely covered caused me to salivate as I thought about what lay beneath them.

Then I returned to her legs. From her feet, I moved upward applying the moisturizer into her skin. Then again at her thighs, I massaged her skin and muscles. She parted her legs slightly. I noticed a damp spot on her panties. But disappointingly she closed her legs as my hand drew close to her inner sanctum.

“Be careful, not so close, Andrew.” She whispered as her body trembled.

I pulled back and concluded my session with her. “How was that?” I asked.

She sat up with an arm across her breasts to keep the towel in place. And smiled at me.

“That was really wonderful, thank you.” She said as she returned to her bedroom.

I watched her leave, her hips swayed her beautiful ass suggestively. She flashed me a sweet alluring smile as she turned into her room.

A few minutes later she returned with her clothes on and sat down with me.

“If you don’t mind. That made me so relaxed. I think I am going for a nap.” She told me.

“Sure thing,” I said as I finished my beer. “I understand,” I said and got up.

She followed me to the door. She then gave me a soft kiss on my lips and hugged me warmly.

“Thank you, Andrew, that was really wonderful.” She said as she let me out the door.

As the door closed and I heard the lock bolt fall into place I could not help thinking about her. She has a beautiful body. I realized that I had become very turned on by her. Judging by her moist panties she was obviously aroused as well. I wondered if she really asked me to leave so she could jill-off. I would love to see that.

Part 3

My carnal thoughts regarding my mother-in-law had not abated. I told Judy that I had massaged moisturizer on her mom. She seemed happy and unconcerned.

Mom called Judy and asked her to ask me to come over and fix her tv which had gone wonky. Of course, I readily agreed.

“Do you want to come with me?” I asked.

“No thanks, I have a yoga class. Go look after mom and make her happy.” She said as she kissed me and then rushed me out the door.

As I drove to my mother-in-law’s place, sexual thoughts of her plagued my mind. My breathing had become deep with anticipation.

I knocked on the door and moments later she opened the door dressed in a short sundress, her hair in a ponytail, her eyes sparkled happily and her smile devastating.

“Hello, Andrew. Come in, come in.” She ushered me inside with enthusiasm.

“Hi mom,” I said as I walked in and kissed her proffered lips without realizing we had touched lips.

She hugged me warmly, full-body against mine from pelvis to chest. Her heat radiated like a beacon as she crushed her breasts into my chest. I felt reluctant to release her from her embrace as my cock simmered in my pants.

“So what’s up, Mom?” I asked.

“My TV was not working. But I figured it out a few minutes ago. I had it on the wrong input.” She explained.

“Oh!” I remarked. “So you don’t need me.”

“Well, I was hoping you could moisturize my skin. The dry weather has been terrible for my skin. It needs to be moisturized.”

“I can help you with that.” I offered enthusiastically.

“You are such a dear. Thank you. Can I get you a beer?”

“Sure, I would appreciate that.” I said.

Mom went to the kitchen with a sassy sway to her hips. A couple of minutes later she returned with a beer and a chilled white wine for herself. She set the beer and wine on the coffee table and waved me to a seat on the couch. She sat at the one end and arranged her dress to fall down between her legs just above her knees.

“How is Judy? Is she still anxious about getting pregnant? I’ve not talked to her recently,” She said.

“She is fine. Nothing to complain about.” I said. I felt a little shy talking about getting Judy pregnant.

Mom smiled at me as she took a sip of her wine. I smiled back shyly as I took a swig of my beer. I was half expecting her to tell me the best way to go about getting her daughter pregnant.

“Well tell her not to get anxious and try so hard. A watched pot never boils,” she said in a motherly fashion.

“Sure thing, Mom,” I said quickly to close this topic.

“Let me go get ready for you to moisturize my skin. You do such a fabulous job of it,” she said as she stood up. “Judy is so lucky to have you.” She said with a guileless smile.

She returned a little later wrapped Girne Escort in a towel and a bottle of moisturizer in one hand. She gave me the lotion as I stood for her to lay on the couch. With her back to me, she removed the towel and stood naked except for the pastel blue panties before laying face down on the couch.

I sucked back my breath in awe as I gazed upon her beautiful perfect form. She looked amazing. Her legs, her ass, her back, and her neck all looked wonderfully sensuous and sexy. Again my cock stirred restlessly.

Starting from her neck, I pumped a globule of moisturizer into my hand. I rubbed my hands together to warm up the thick moisturizer. Then I began.

I rubbed the lotion into her neck and then kneaded the muscles of her neck. She has a very regal-looking neck.

Then I moved to her shoulders. First I applied the moisturizer lotion over her skin, rubbing it into her skin in a circular motion. Then I massaged the muscles there, kneading and pressing my thumb into knots I found.

I moved down her back applying liberal amounts of lotion on her skin until I reached the waistline of her blue panties. I ran my thumbs up each side of her spine then pushed my palm the length of her back into the muscles on each side of her spine until I felt her relax.

“Oh Andrew, that feels so good.” She murmured.

I looked at her glorious ass as I moved to her legs. Sitting on the edge of the couch I pumped a large globule of lotion into my hand and rubbed them together before I applied it to the right leg.

Working from her foot, I squeezed and massaged the muscles upward on her leg. I squeezed her thigh muscles moving up towards the apex of her legs. My fingers grazed the panty hem.

“That’s to close, Andrew.” She said dreamily.

I then moved to the left leg. Again, as the first, I applied the moisturizing lotion, rubbed it into her skin, and massaged her muscles. When I reached the apex of her legs and gently again grazed the crotch of her panties which felt hot against my skin before I moved off. She had not said anything that time.

“Okay, Mom, you can roll onto your back.”

She took the towel and placed it over her breasts before turning over. She rearranged the towel so that it just covered the lower portion of her breasts.

She looked up at me. “You can moisturize the upper portion of my breasts if you want.” She said matronly as she laid back and closed her eyes.

After moisturizing her arms, I moved to her neck. As I applied the lotion to her neck I again closed my hand around her throat. And again she reacted with a gasp and pushed her head back to expose her throat. This time she did not say anything.

I moved off her throat and applied the moisturizing lotion to her chest and shoulder areas. Then moved down onto her breasts.

My heart thudded in my chest as I felt her generous mammary glands under the palms of my trembling hands. My cock began to grow without volition.

“Mmmmm…,” She moaned. “That feels so wonderful.” Her voice trailed off.

I pumped a new dollop of lotion into my hand and resumed working the lotion into her breasts. My hands grazed the upper edge of the towel causing it to shift downward and expose half of her reddish brown silver dollar sized areolas and thumb thick nipples. The towel fell away to expose her breasts in their entirety as I continued to massage her breasts.

“Mmmm, I like that. Don’t stop.” She murmured, as she breathed deeply.

I intensified my efforts and she let out a gasp as my hands moved over her hard erect nipples. Her back arched and she let out a protracted moan of desire as my hands and fingers worked her nipples.

“Oh yes…!!” She exclaimed as she pushed up against my hands.

The magnificence of her breasts was getting the best of me. I gazed upon them in awe, licked my lips in animalistic lust. My cock grew hard and I felt driven to do more.

I then moved in front of her and looked at her for a moment before plunging my face into her magnificent breasts and began to orally stimulate her nipples.

“Oh god!” She gasped and shivered. “Andrew, I.., I…, Dear lord!”

I squeezed and massaged her great orbs, biting and nibbling her thick hard nipples, ignoring the near-neutral taste of the fruity lotion. She shuddered and let out a moan. I continued for some time, joyful in my task to give pleasure to my mother-in-law.

“Andrew…, Andrew…, oh dear.” She moaned in joyful delirium.

She pulled my head against her breasts as she moaned in delight as I suckled one nipple then the other. Her moans turned to cries of joy. After what seemed like five or ten minutes, her body stiffened.

“Ahhhhhrg…!” She let out a throaty cry.

Her body shuddered and shook violently and her back arched steeply and then dropped. She held my head and pushed me back.

“Oh god, stop!” she said breathlessly.

She looked at me through glazed eyes as she placed an arm across her breasts. “I don’t know what came over me to allow you to do that. But I enjoyed it. Did you like that?” She asked.

“Yes, it got me quite turned on,” I told her.

“Really?” She asked.

“Yes. You have very beautiful breasts and touching them got me very hard.” I said as I stood up and placed her hand on the shorts covering my rigid cock.

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