Becoming His Mother Part 2
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My hubby has been waiting at the front door when I came home in his mother’s body the night of his birthday. He was still dressed, but the bulge in his pants told me he was fully erect. I looked him in the eye as I began stripping off his mom’s conservative shirt. “You need to get those clothes off young man, so I can put you to bed.” He spoke while obeying, saying, “Yes, Mom,” as he yanked his shirt over his head. He was out of his pants and underwear a second later. I had his mom topless now, and was only wearing her panties, a plain beige set that I would have never worn myself for my husband’s birthday, but on his mother’s body, they were perfect. Exactly the type of panties a mom would wear. I was the one to approach him, and it was so cute how excited he was, he was practically shaking all over. I pulled him against me and said, “I want you to do everything you’ve ever wanted to do to me tonight, ‘son.’” And then I kissed him, and felt his hands all over me. The passion my husband had for me, well, for his mother, could not be understated. He worshipped her body, tonguing me, fingering me, deep dicking me, making sure I came over and over again. It was truly the best sex I’ve ever had up to that point. The sad thing was, after it was over, I had to take his mom back to her house. I showered, put her clothes back on, then drove to her house. I still had to be in her body for another 14 hours, 8 of which would be me sleeping, so no big deal. Or so I thought. When I got home, my father in law was waiting for his ‘wife.’ He’s in his mid fifties, and takes good care of his body. I actually really like the gray in his hair, and the way he’s looking at me right now. As he pats the sofa next to him and asks how my visit with ‘our son’ was, I realize this body is having a physical reaction to him. Like, I feel butterflies. The possession tech website never said anything about this! I sit next to him and he drapes an arm around me, and a few seconds later, he pulls me in for a kiss. I panicked as his lips met mine, but then I melted into them. My father in law is a VERY good kisser. He put a hand on my boobs, which were already very sensitive since his son had been pawing and sucking at them the last couple of hours. The tingling in my borrowed pussy told me it wanted what my father in law had in his pants, and THAT’S when things got wild as I RECALLED times this body had been in bed with this man. I had access to my mother in law’s memories, and knew the exact shape, size, smell, texture, everything about my father in law’s cock. And this body CRAVED it. I stood up quickly, breathing hard, and said, “I’m…sorry, Dad, er, John, I have a big day at work tomorrow, so I’m gonna turn in.” He didn’t look disappointed, but happy. “You know, dear, the correct term is, Daddy. Not Dad.” I went red. “Um, sorry, I misspoke.” He laughed and said, “No problem, Maggie. You can call me Daddy whenever you want. Go get to bed. But tomorrow, I’m gonna make you cum before you go to sleep.” I exited the room much wetter than when I’d walked into it. I had NEVER heard my father in law talk like that, and…I’d really liked it. No. It wasn’t me. It was this body. Once I got out of it, I wouldn’t want to tear his clothes off and suck on his big throbbing… I went to bed as quick as I could, and after tossing and turning, finally got to sleep. The next morning I felt John next to me. He had a hand draped over my mother in law’s boobs. It was right where that hand belonged. A second later I was fully away, and scrambling from the bed as I remember where I was and everything that transpired that night. “Wanna fool around?” he suddenly asked. I saw the tent his dick was making under the sheets and said, “Um, no, no, can’t. Gotta get to work early!” It took everything in me to walk away and not ride that gift of his that was under the blanket. I got Maggie to work and was able to fake my way through her tasks with her memories until the time ran out and our connection was automatically severed. I gasped in my own body again. I remembered it all so vividly. The passion I received from my husband, as well as the lust I’d felt for my father in law. Yeah, that should definitely remain a one time thing. Except…my husband told me when he got home that day that it had been the best night of his life. The way he’d made love to me, yeah, I believed it. He begged and pleaded with me to send his mother a possession link again. So, after a month, I did. I decided to do it in the middle of the work week again so I could use the excuse of an early morning with my father in law. I sent my mother in law the email, laid down on the couch, and less than a minute later, that sweet woman clicked the link. I felt myself go limp as my brainwaves were sent wirelessly into her mind. I was in an office. Maggie’s memories told me she had her own office now. Good. Better privacy. I video messaged my husband, who was waiting eagerly for this call. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” I purred as I pulled open her black and white polka dot blouse. I brought her tits out, and I could tell my husband began making a telltale motion with his hand. “Baby, are you jerking off to mommy’s boobies?” He nodded and said, “Yes, Mommy.” I gave them a shake while I ran my fingers thru his mom’s shorter hair.
“I want you to stop touching yourself, baby.” I began kneading her chest, stoking my husband’s desire for his mom. “That’s my job. I want you to save all your cum for Momma. You’re not allowed to spill one drop without my say so. Do you understand mister?” He nodded again and said another, “Yes, Momma.” I really liked how submissive he got when I was inside his mother. “You really wore me out last time, baby. I can’t wait for you to do it again. See you soon."