Becoming His Mother Part 3
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There was always a chance that the second time would not be as special as the first. But when I arrived home in my mother in law’s body, I found my husband’s desire for her was just as strong as ever. This time his mouth explored every inch of her. I do mean, every inch, including the place he’d come from. I was actually a little irritated that he’d never eaten me out so thoroughly in my actual body. But I let it go as he filled me so full with his cum. I would have loved to have stayed longer, but I had to rush back to his parents’ house. When I’d possessed my Maggie, I’d called my father in law immediately and made up an excuse as to why I’d be late. He reminded his ‘wife’ that he was cooking, and that he’d wait for me. He’d always wait for me. That was so sweet. So after fucking my husband with his mother’s body, I left straight away. When I arrived, the smell from the kitchen was amazing. My father in law greeted me, and something about the way he looked at me made my heart do somersaults. He embraced me, and gave me a deep, lingering kiss. I didn’t even think about fighting it. In fact, secretly, shamefully, I’d been looking forward to him kissing me like this. I felt his hand on my ass. A quick, playful grope of my breasts. He was so in love with me, I mean…no, he was so in love with his wife. And right now, I was her. As long as I didn’t let it go too far. After a wonderful meal, I feigned a headache. He was so understanding. He loved the person he thought I was so much, and my muddled brain that was in sync with hers made me feel things I shouldn’t be feeling. I almost caved. Seriously, I almost went and fucked my father in law’s brains out, but thankfully, I was able to pull it together and go to bed without having my way with him. The next day when I reconnected with my husband in my own body. I confessed to him the struggle I’d had the first time with his father, and that it was even worse this time. “When I’m inside your mom, I have very strong intimate feelings towards your father. So, if we do this again, we need to pick a time where I won’t have to be around him.” I think all my husband heard was ‘do this again.’ Just the thought of me being inside his mother made my man so hard that he took me right there on the living room floor. I let him call me ‘Mom.’ That alone does so much for him these days. I wanted to wait another month before I possessed her again, especially since she’d complained to her son about some missing time she’d been having. But I think at this point we were both addicted to it. But this time I’d be careful. I’d begun calling up Maggie more to ask for random advice, and through these chats I found out that my father in law was going on a fishing trip with his buddies one weekend. I let my husband know that I’d be able to come over for an entire night and day as his mother. We both looked forward to an incredibly erotic incestuous fuckfest. Even though my father in law was scheduled to leave in the morning, I waited till my husband got home from work so we could maximize our time together. My husband had never seen the moment my consciousness left my body, and I’d interrupted my mother in law’s work productivity enough times already. When the transfer was complete, I found myself wearing a revealing top. It was lingerie! Kinky! But I would have to cover up some before I left the house to drive home. That’s when I heard a sound. I panicked as I realized I was not alone. I was about to call the cops when a familiar voice asked, “Are you ready for me, dear?” It was my father in law! A quick search of Maggie’s recent memories explained what had happened. “Uh, gimme a minute!” I called back. “Your, uh, son just video messaged me.” I heard a chuckle, and then he said, “Tell him hi, and I hope he has a fun night with his ‘wife.’” If I hadn’t been so anxious about what I knew was supposed to happen, I might have picked up on my father in law’s subtle tone when he mentioned me. But I was too engrossed in pulling out my mother in law’s laptop and angling the camera so my husband could see his mom. He answered quickly on his phone. He was happy to see his mom’s lingerie, but didn’t understand why I was calling. I was supposed to be on my way home. “Uh, there’s been a change of plans,” I said. I was smiling. I couldn’t help it. My husband was about to take me to bed. Wait, no! That’s my father in law! “Uh, apparently your dad canceled his fishing plans last minute. He’s staying home with your mom all weekend, and…they’re about to have sex.” My son, er, husband didn’t look upset about this, just disappointed. “Oh, well, can you make something up? Like, a reason to leave?” he asked. “I don’t think so,” I said. In reality, I think I could’ve. But…I didn’t…want to. I wanted to stay, and let that handsome silver fox in the next room fuck me. “I think I’ll just have to…bite the bullet, son. But…here’s something for you to stroke too,” I said, as I took Maggie’s tits out of the lingerie. I swayed them back and forth the way my son likes.
“I’m sorry it worked out this way, baby. I’ll try not to enjoy it.” That was a lie. I was going to enjoy every second of my father in law making love to me in this body. Why shouldn’t I? We were married after all.