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My New Mother-in-Law

By: Nettles7069



I had just remarried after a hasty elopement. I had yet to meet the new mother. I had heard she was absolutely furious with me for not going through the motions of a proper wedding. I had done it all before and my new wife, Esther, wasn't keen on an elaborate one either. 

The first meeting was therefore following our holiday after the registry office wedding. Esther's parents were due to come to our new home in London at the weekend, so we decided to go the whole hog and treat them to a serious dinner. 

Edith and Jason arrived promptly by car from their country home in Berkshire about 30 miles outside London. They were a little stiff with me and greeted Esther profusely with hugs and kisses. I had taken their coats. Edith wore a cotton dress with much jewellery about her. However what struck me was her body shape. She was like a diamond with the widest point at her hips. I was stunned by that shape. Her breasts were fairly full too as a nice cleavage gave the evidence. She noticed my eyes taking in her shape too as she quickly took me in but then deflected her gaze back to Esther. 

I immediately recognized she would enter my head as a sexual being whom I could well be very preoccupied with. This did not augur well for my relationship with Esther which was very sexual but in a rather conventional manner. I had decided to push my kinks into the background in favour of a wonderful emotional relationship with her. 

They both thawed as the evening progressed partly through the wine and conversation but also because they saw that I wasn't just a bloke, but could cook very well and was dearly loved by Esther.

Edith did notice my occasional quick gazes at her cleavage. Did I notice her leaning forward sometimes to emphasise a point, giving me a gorgeous fill of her profuse tits? As the evening progressed I had numerous opportunities to view each of them in various leanings. Esther and Jason were delightfully unaware of my sexual scrutiny of those tits. Why did I refer to them as tits I wondered? Perhaps it was because she was raising the old Ian in me for really dirty sex again. 

After dinner I followed her into the living room and scanned her backside. It was truly wide – hence the dark cotton dress to hide her sheer volume. However it brought out the horny in me. I just imagined going in there with a vengeance. My stiffy was pressing against my pants like the old times. With Esther I sat opposite Edith and Jason, wondering how she got such an archaic name like Edith but was fascinated by the site of her solidly wide thighs beneath that dress and with what appeared to be stockings rather than tights. Glorious. More dirty thoughts. 

Esther held the stage with stories about our holiday. Edith must have seen my hasty glances. She crossed her legs. Yes definitely stockings. 

Here was a woman in her late 50s giving me, I'm sure, the come on. But was I sure? I know she didn't like swearing and I had sworn over dinner to her obvious distaste. Esther had warned me too. She was also politically very conservative and reactionary in her views so there were some topics I had just to avoid. She was in no way a modern woman. She had not worked since her twenties, preferring the lifestyle of the home bird. Yet she didn't admonish me for my furtive views of her body. 

She wasn't too many men's tastes either. That body shape was not a real come on to most men I was sure and she may have felt 'over the hill' as well. She didn't hesitate to be critical too, suggesting at one point that perhaps I should go easy on the wine. Fortunately Esther intervened with a diplomatic reply that diverted attention from the critique. I could have launched into a withering response to that remark but for some reason held back. I didn't want to alienate her for my own good filthy reasons. I would have to have her but had no idea just how I would go about it. 

The other feature of the evening was how well Esther got on with her father. She hadn't seen him for weeks and they were delighted to be in each other's company again. An only child, she was daddy's dearest. I was also surprised by how physically warm they were with each other. The contrast was obvious compared to how he was with Edith. I suddenly realised why they hadn't noticed my furtive glances at Edith. They were too ensconced with each other. I decided to clock the thoughts I had and wait. 

The evening finished with relationships improved and anger at me gone in the shared revelry of the evening. They were both pleased their daughter hadn't been stolen from them and Edith was less hostile to me at least. 

Esther congratulated me on the success of the evening. We celebrated by a very emotional fuck in our usual missionary position. I did note that as I was cuming I thought of my new sex object, Edith. I usually fingered Esther to her cum to coincide with mine by attending to her clit, which was very responsive. Rarely did we engage in oral sex either way. She didn't really want to be that tactile with me. 

A few days later at work the operator put a call through to me that took me by complete surprise. It was Edith. 

"Ian we need to talk. When can you come to see me? Jason is away for a few days. It would be best here I think."

I rapidly realised that this was not something I could share with Esther. This was confirmed by her suggesting I find time when I could otherwise be at work. I asked her if she could give me a headline as to what she wanted to talk to me about. No was her response. I told her I could be there tomorrow about 12 noon. 

That evening Esther gave no sign that she was in on the phone call and I said nothing. In bed I wondered what it could be. My obvious fantasy I had to put aside in case it was not going to be the case. I also imagined she was still angry with me and was going to give me a dressing down. 

Leaving the office about 1030 I drove out to Berkshire and the village they lived in. It was my first time there, a fact that I would have to deny in future. The house was detached in its own grounds, well established and at least one hundred years old. I parked and rang the bell. 

Edith came to the door and very warmly welcomed me in and gave me a peck on the cheek. She was dressed in exactly the same outfit as the other evening, except one more button was undone at the front giving a bit more cleavage. 

Coffee was ready as we sat in her lounge, me in an armchair and her on a lush sofa opposite. We exchanged polite pleasantries as if I was a visiting sales rep. I decided to cut the crap and asked what this was all about? What did she want to talk about?

"Ian, I noticed you looking at me the other night. It disturbed me. I am not used to being looked at like that."

"How did it disturb you Edith?" I wanted to make her sweat this out. 

"I felt you were being critical of how I looked Ian."

"What do you mean by critical Edith?"

"Somehow my body offended you."

"How could your body possibly offend me?"

"I don't feel attractive and I felt you somehow didn't like the way I look."

"How do you feel about your body Edith?"

"I don't feel attractive Ian."

"And?"

"I am fat and have curves in all the wrong places."

"Would you like to be attractive to men?"

"It's probably too late but yes I would."

"And Jason?"

"Don't go there Ian."

"Would you like me to be attracted to you Edith?" She hesitated before replying. 

"I can't say."

"I'll be more specific. Would you like me to be sexually attracted to you Edith?"

"Yes. Yes."

"Supposing that's the reason why I was looking at you the other night?"

"Oh Ian I tried to think that might have been the reason but didn't dare think it."

"But you did dare to think it Edith. That's why you phoned me isn't it? I noticed her smiling and blushing beautifully. 

"Did you dare to let yourself get excited about that idea Edith?"

"Yes Ian I did."

"Have you been masturbating about it too?" 

"Oh Ian I am not used to someone being so bold and coming out with such an idea."

"Well?"

"Yes Ian I did."

"Good."

"What do you want Edith?"

"I want to know how you find me sexually attractive Ian."

"Come here Edith." She stood up and came toward me. She stood in front of me about three feet from my chair. Her arms dropped uncertainly by her sides. I tossed a cushion on the floor between my knees and invited her to kneel on it in front of me. She took the invitation and did just that ensuring that the hem of her dress didn't get tucked under her knees. Her face was slightly below mine and very close. I felt like mauling her breasts. I placed my hands firmly across her breasts and held them, squeezing them to let her know I wanted them. 

"You enjoyed showing your tits to me the other night with that dirty cleavage didn't you?"

"Yes, yes."

"Lift em out." She undid the remaining buttons and exposed her bra'd tits to me as she pulled the upper part of her dress back. She waited for me. I waited. She then took the hint and lifted them from her bra, exposing her full tits to my gaze. I took hold of her hardened nipples between my fingers and tightened my hold till she visibly winced at the pressure I put on them. But no complaint emanated from her. 

Using one hand I tilted her head back. She was unsure of me. Her mouth was open. I put my lips and tongue to hers and pushed into her mouth. She squirmed in delight as she responded with her tongue. This more than anything must have convinced her I was serious in my pursuit of her body. I continued squeezing her nipples as I held her head below me in a tight embrace, sharing our oral drool with each other. 

I stopped and leaned back leaving her looking dishevelled but luscious in her releasing sexuality. She was hungry and wanting. 

"Open my zipper Edith."

Tentatively but without any hesitation she leaned forward and sought my zipper, letting her hand brush against my stiff cock up against the trouser. Slowly she pulled it down. My pants pushed out. 

"Get it out." She couldn't have expected me to be so forward but she didn't demur in my demand on her. She released my stiffened hardon to view, just looking at it with some astonishment that we had gone this far so rapidly. 

"Would you like to play with it Edith? I took her hand and curled it around my cock. She held it very lightly, as if it were porcelain. I let her just get used to it. 

"How long is it since you touched a new cock?"

"Years Ian."

"Then take your time and enjoy. We aren't in a hurry are we?"

She took both hands and caressed the soft flesh covering my stiffened member. I was relishing this. I didn't need to be rushed nor did she. 

She explored down the shaft until she reached my balls and ran her hands round them and up again with more confidence. She looked into my eyes for reassurance and found it. She just glowed, beginning to realise that what she had been almost frightened to imagine was actually happening to her in her late 50s. She was like a child with a new toy. 

"Oh Ian it's wonderful to have a hard cock in my hand to be able to play with, that's it's hard because of me maybe."

"No maybe Edith. This erection is because of you and the effect you are having on me." She radiated a smile I had not seen before. Her face had lost that distant hardness she came with the other evening. 

"Would you like put your lips round it?"

She lowered her head as I watched her open mouth descend to my cut cock. Sticking her tongue out she licked the head slowly curling it round my most sensitive part. This was not something she was doing out of obligation, an 'ought.' This was a woman who had been starved of sexual contact who was finding, for perhaps the first time that she could actually enjoy it and relish in it. Instinctively she was picking up my relish for mutual sex and loving it. 

I had to stop her I didn't want to cum in her mouth which I wanted and knew I would do. So I got her to pause. 

"Is this what you imagined sex might be like with me?"

"It's so long since anyone has come on to me that I was too scared even to think what it would be like."

"I have an idea. As we aren't in a rush I would like you to go back to the sofa and talk dirty with me." She hesitated but acquiesced and returned to the sofa. 

"Leave your lovely tits on display, yes just like that above your bra."

"Oh Ian please play with yourself I love to watch you masturbating. I can tell you I didn't really want to leave it alone."

"How did you like your tongue round my prick Edith?"

"I haven't done that since I was a teenager in the back of a car and it wasn't nice I can tell you. He forced me, but I want it with you."

"Edith open your thighs so your feet are well apart. Good that's lovely. Now slowly lift up your dress for me, slowly up your thighs. Gorgeous what magnificent powerful thighs. Oh I just love those stockings and the belt you've got on. Wider now. Fuck that's fantastic. Now tease me Edith."

Slowly she let her hands stroke her stockings above her knees enjoying this exhibitionism. She looked as if it was a novel experience for her and she was tentative but beginning to relish it. She continued smoothing her hands over her thighs above the stockings. I was rubbing myself. She didn't take her eyes of mine and my prick. 

Then a moment I hadn't expected. She lifted the dress gradually above her thighs. She kept the dress in the middle between her thighs. Revealed was the start of her very wide hips. She must be wearing a g-string or narrow panty. 

Then she removed the rest of the dress up completely. I was being gifted a sight I could not have anticipated. Before I arrived she had decided not to wear any panties. Now I had the view of her cunt completely open to my view with a magnificent hairy bush surrounding but not covering her thick lips that drooped a good inch or so below her cunt. I raised my gaze to her face. She had uncertainty and caution written all over her. 

"Edith you are a delicious dirty woman with the most beautiful hairy cunt. I just love it and want to get in amongst those wonderful long lips with my mouth."

"Ian I was so excited and scared this morning when I decided to leave off my panties. I so wanted to give myself to you but was frightened you wouldn't want me. I still can't really believe it."

"Your cunt is soaking too. Show me your clit. That's it wider now. Oh fuck I just love it. Edith you are fucking gorgeous and I am a very lucky guy to have clocked such a hidden gem. I am going to be really dirty now. Run your finger along your cunt and up to your clit. So wet, so wet. Lick your finger Edith."

She took her finger and put it very firmly in her mouth to suck the juices she had collected. 

"You're a natural Edith. Now lift your legs up on the sofa and open them wide. Fuck. Hold open your cheeks for me. God a beautiful dark hole that I shall want to kiss."

"Oh Ian I'm not sure I can take all this at once. You've hardly touched me and yet you're telling me things I couldn't put into words myself let alone think about."

"You're not embarrassed though are you Edith?"

"Ian it's just new to me that's all. Don't change Ian. Take me with you I fuck-ing love it. Oh god I don't usually swear either. I've been such a straight laced bitch but this is so exciting and dirty. I want you to be as dirty as you like with me Ian. 

"Stand up Edith. Good now let's get rid of your dress. Keep on the rest of your clothes except I think we'll take of bra and free up your tits."

She stood there in her heels, stockings and garters looking radiant yet shy. I held her head in my hands and slowly kissed her lips and pressed my tongue into her mouth. Her own tongue responded as if she was a rampant teenager having been starved of sexual affection. She hugged me tightly almost unwilling to believe this was happening. I turned her round to view her hips and arse from the rear. This is what had convinced me of how sexual I felt about her when I first met her. She wanted me to be dirty so I was going to now. I gently pushed her over the sofa so that her huge bum was revealed in its superb expanse. She really was the diamond I had first observed that night. She was now bent over with her arse sticking out and her knees on the cushions and wide too. I bent down. I still had my clothes on and wanted them off. But this was too tempting. 

I now had a complete panorama of her open arse with a very clean fissure of wrinkled tight brown skin that was the entrance to her delicious rectum. I took a risk. As I bent down I held her firm but voluminous cheeks open and placed my tongue right on the centre of her hole at its tightest. 

I then licked and pierced just a little to let her know how dirty I could be on our first outing. 

"Oh Ian how can your kiss and lick me there? No one has ever done that to me. Thank god I cleaned myself just before you arrived. Oh it's so lovely. More Ian, I want more of this, please."

I lifted myself up and turned her head toward me and kissed her again on her lips, pushing my tongue in her mouth. She was stunned by my action but responded with verve too. 

"Oh and I wouldn't have complained if you weren't so clean there either."

She smiled rather quizzically at that remark. 

We collapsed together on the sofa, hugging and holding each other. She started to pull my clothes off me taking in my body as she explored. I wanted to take her now but with my mouth. 

Lie back Edith with your thighs over the edge of the sofa. Naked I knelt down in front of her and opened her thighs as I pulled her nearer the edge. Fingering her cunt opening I stroked her outside on those elongated lips that distended below her. I slipped a finger inside her cunt. Her reaction was to sigh and coo as if it was new to her. I would get her to open up later as to how she looked after herself. 

Bending down I swept my fingers along her sloppy groove relishing in the sheer wetness before me. I could see her eyes on me wondering what I was going to do next. I leaned down further and slipped my tongue along one of her lengthy lips, then drew it into my mouth to swirl it around my mouth. She sighed and held my head tight. 

Moving across to the other one I took a little bite. She yelped but didn't tell me to desist. I continued slurping my mouth around her cunt entrance, sweeping me tongue up her entrance. 

I then concentrated on her clit, slipping the tip of my tongue indirectly round the edge, circling the quite pronounced hardness. She was incredibly responsive. As I increased the pace, I slipped my other hand toward her other hole under her hips. She lifted slightly to make access easier. She was learning fast. I placed my index finger just near the entrance to her rectum at the sphincter and held it there so as not to distract her. 

"Oh Ian you are fucking wonderful. This is so good. I never thought you would be like this. Don't stop will you? Yes I'm nearly there don't stop. Oh yes give it to me yes oh yes, I'm there Ian fantastic yes, yes. Yes."

She went right over and lifted her arse completely off the sofa as she came on my tongue pressing with some force now on her clit. She had to stop me it became so intense. I slipped back a bit, still fingering her rear hole steadily. 

Slowly she calmed down. She pulled my up to her mouth to kiss me with a passion I would not have anticipated. She must have bruised my lips in her intensity. 

My finger was still in her arse hole. 

"Do you want to go there Ian?"

"Where do want me to cum Edith?"

"As long as I can have you often Ian anywhere you like. My mouth? My cunt? Where you are now? Yes I know Ian. Do it fuck me there. I am a virgin. No one's even tried me there. I'm scared but I trust you."

"Edith I will fuck you wherever you wish me to and I do want all your holes. But yes I do want you there. Now."


My New Mother-in-Law Ch. 02



"What makes you ask about Esther, Edith?"

"I only wondered Ian if you knew where she might be?"

"Actually I don't know. She is probably at work I assume."

We changed the subject. Edith sat opposite me. She had changed and now wore a diaphanous dark red blouse with her black bra showing beneath the material. The blouse was cut at her shoulders making her look very alluring. I expressed my delight at the blouse along with her tight silk skirt that emphasised her luxurious hips. It came to her knees and the suspenders were just noticeable to the eye. I told her I wanted her to do something for me. "What?" she asked?

"Go to the rest room and take off your bra and return with it in your handbag Edith." She blushed at the audacity. Maybe this was unusual in rural Berkshire. 

"Ian I can't, my neighbour is sitting two tables away and will know immediately." 

"What have you to lose? She doesn't look behind the door and anyway she looks delicious and bored anyway. She's with her husband and he is sitting where he's unable to see you. It could be the start of a whole new way of life Edith, for both of you."

We had both had a glass of wine each and she must have eaten nothing for a few hours. She took the bottle and replenished her glass and mine, took a substantial swig, got up and left for the restroom with her handbag and I noticed her smiling almost privately with the neighbour, who then gave me a quick look over. I gave a smile in return which she just acknowledged. She was the same age as Edith as but a more rubenesque shape than Edith's diamond shape with fairly full breasts in a jacket that revealed a nice piece of cleavage and skirt that went below her knees but was tucked up beyond them. Stockings or tights I wasn't sure but nicely presented. She seemed bored with her husband. 

Edith returned. I could not but admire her sheer audacity in what she had accepted as a challenge. She looked straight at me as she got near our table, ignoring, this time, her neighbour. Her tits were pressing against her blouse, which because it was diaphanous made her look just a bit triumphant and just a little tarty. But she had pulled off the gesture really well.

Her tits had a bounce to them and they had changed to their natural shape. Fullish yet tight against the blouse with a distinct picture of flesh beneath, because of the dark red colour and diaphanous nature of her blouse. Her darkened nipples pressed against the material looking stiffened and well pronounced. Her pale arms were in stark contrast to the dark yet revealing nature of the blouse. As the blouse was buttoned at the back the pressure on her nipples was even more emphasised. I mentally noted that I must ask her how she achieved the change without help. Not only did she have her neighbour as an audience but the more sexually astute restaurant clients as well as some of the waiters. 

"Ian what is happening here for god's sake, the whole damn restaurant is staring at me?"

"You're just looking very beautiful and desirable Edith that's all."

"It's more than that Ian. It's because of what we must represent to them all too."

"How does that feel then Edith?"

"Scary but exciting I suppose."

"Then enjoy it Edith."

She took in the neighbour in her sights and received a very warm smile and then suddenly a surreptitious wink. I spent the rest of our lunch indulging in flattering her on her sexual appearance and the envy of those surrounding us. I wanted to touch and stroke them in their luscious glory but it wasn't the kind of restaurant where you could get away with that. 

We plied through our lunch and were going on to coffee when her neighbour appeared by our side. I noticed her husband walking to the restroom at the same time. She was taking the opportunity obviously by his temporary absence. 

"Well Edith it's good to see you out and about and looking so well and, if I may say so, audacious, but are you going to introduce me to your handsome friend?" 

"This is my son, Ian. Ian this is Freda."

I was astonished at Edith's nerve in declaring me so openly, but now it was done. They continued pleasantries with Freda giving me warm smiles in between. Then she surprised both of us. 

Look I'm giving Michael a lift to the station now. How about coming back to my place for a drink and a nice chat? I'll be about 20 minutes."

Edith looked to me for assent. 

"Sure Freda we would love to."

With that she joined her husband at the entrance and departed with a quick smile. He barely acknowledged us. 

"Well Edith that's put us on the spot eh?"

"I couldn't deceive her Ian. Anyway it will give her something to think about wont it?"

"Very brave, we'll see."

We asked for the bill and decided not to bother with the coffee. As we had a little time to pass I slipped round to sit beside her and placed my hand firmly on her thigh. She just beamed as I ran my hand to her stocking and stroked her lower thigh. 

"You're teasing me Ian."

But she didn't stop me. 

"I hope you won't be bored at Freda's Ian. We usually talk cooking and gardening."

I assured her I wouldn't be bored and wondered how curious Freda would be this afternoon. They both fitted my fantasies about older women however as they both were or potentially were sexually exciting as well as attractive. 

I drove the car to Freda's place and we parked the car. She had arrived already. 

We were profusely welcomed. Freda had taken the time to freshen herself up as well as unbuttoning her blouse to reveal more cleavage. She saw me take in her swollen beauties as we sat in the lounge. Edith took a place on the sofa next to me but at a discrete distance. Freda made us comfortable and at ease as she brought out the cafetierre and a bottle of very good cognac. Reaching for glasses from a shoulder high cabinet we were given a delightful view of her buttocks the skirt emphasised as well as seamed stockings and their darkened portion near the tops. 

We settled in and they did indeed talk gardening and cooking. I just sat back and enjoyed their warmth and wondered what was really going in their heads. I noticed Freda occasionally taking in Edith's full blouse. Edith was sitting fairly upright on the sofa giving emphasis to the pressure of her nipples against the transparency of her blouse. The afternoon sun was now low enough to make her seem even more see-through. She was sufficiently tipsy to feel bold and must have been conscious of her physical state. She was indeed sitting dead proud relishing her new found sexuality. 

Freda was not entirely without self awareness either. We were sitting in a triangle to each other. Freda gave me a charming view of her thigh and the top of her stockings. Whilst engaged with Edith she even slipped forward to reveal white flesh. 

I was completely enchanted with them both. Suddenly Freda threw out a comment. 

"You are quiet Ian. What's going on in your mind may I ask?"

Edith was taken aback by the sudden change of topic. 

"I was just thinking how fortunate I am to me in the presence of two beautiful and dare, I say it, voluptuous women."

Edith visibly shocked by my outspoken remark. Freda took it entirely in her stride. "Would you like to elaborate Ian?" Edith pronounced. 

Without taking the challenge I responded with, "Well would either of you agree with my comment about yourselves?"

"Oh Ian you're just teasing two women getting on in years. Don't you agree Freda?"

"He wasn't talking about our ages Edith, he was commenting on our appearance. Given that he's your son I wouldn't be surprised if his wife would be a touch jealous of you my dear."

Edith blushed at that remark but managed a smile. 

I let go the passing reference to my wife and her mother. But Freda followed through with, 

"Actually Edith I saw you go to the restroom as well as return. You certainly seem to have liberated yourself of your bra on your return and what a gorgeous sight too. That seems to account for Edith Ian, do you have any comment for me?"

"Well Freda, you are giving us a lovely view of your cleavage, which you didn't give your husband in the restaurant and I just love the view of your suspenders."

She just smiled and let her skirt slip further up her thigh. Delicious. It gave her more courage than I had anticipated. 

"Edith the sun is doing lovely things with your blouse. Ian can see all your beautiful breasts. Why don't you give him a little tease, they're certainly delighting me. 

Edith blushed again but responded, "I think I need another cognac darling after hearing that, you are so naughty Freda."

Freda poured more for her and she immediately drowned it. 

"Perhaps we need a bit of frankness here Edith, don't you think?"

Without seeking permission Freda opened with more disclosure. 

"I have a sense you two are a bit of an item, to say the least. And I think that is absolutely marvellous. Ian, Edith is a wonderful woman who has been treated abominably by her selfish husband. At last you have tapped her pent up sexuality and you look fantastic for it Edith. I envy you. Shall I tell Ian about us Edith?"

Edith gasped but gave her tacit acquiescence. 

"Well Ian, you have managed what was too far for Edith with me. I sense you are both thoroughly enjoying being sexual with each other. I wanted her, and still do incidentally, but it was too much to go there for Edith."

"Oh Freda darling I am so sorry, I just wasn't ready at the time, when was it, about a year ago on this very sofa. My body wanted to but my head just held me back. I am very touched you still want me."

With that Freda got up and stepped over to Edith, taking her hand. Edith rose from the sofa. Freda cupped her hands round Edith's head and kissed her full on her lips. Edith responded by hugging her hard and close squeezing Freda's breasts against hers. I saw them tentatively start to tongue each other. Tears were streaming down Edith's cheeks. 

Freda gently pushed Edith back toward the sofa. It was a slight squeeze with all of us on it and Edith in between us. Edith looked through her tears toward me and put her hand out to mine. I grasped it and turned more toward her. Freda kissed those tears as I slipped my other hand toward Freda and stroked her arm drawing it toward Edith's full blouse and the nearest breast beneath it. Edith drew me toward her other breast and rested my hand on her nipple. Freda and I began caressing each nipple whilst taking turns kissing Edith's mouth. 

"Oh Ian, Freda, my two darlings." She eased off from crying but was still heaving somewhat. "Stop a minute, please I need to get my head round this. Sorry I cried so much. Suddenly being the centre of attention is overwhelming. Oh Freda, my tears are just my outpouring of relief at being able to be myself both to Ian and to you at last."

"Edith why don't you just let Ian and I love you and let our bodies take care of us?"

"I've been so starved of affection all these years, I couldn't stop you both even if I thought I should."

With that I looked at Freda and she returned mine with an intensity born of passion exuding from her body. I reached over whilst holding Edith close round her shoulder and tentatively went to kiss Freda. Her response was immediate, pushing her tongue in my mouth and skirting inside as she moved her hand across and up to my groin to check me out. She found me hard and pressing against my zipped trousers, stroking as she explored. We returned to Edith with our hands smoothing her soft blouse against her voluminous breasts centring on her nipples and curling our fingers round her raised nipples. 

"Oh yes, good, that's good, so good. Harder please I love it." 

My calculating sexual brain was working overtime. I decided to take a slight risk. Kissing them both in turn, in reassurance, I hugged them both and stood up, unzipped my stiff cock and placed it near Edith's lips. She gave me an immediate open mouth kiss and small suck and withdrew. Turning to Freda I offered the same. She reciprocated but took my stem and pulled it to her open mouth and started as if to blow me. I gently pulled away and intimated that I was going to move to the chair opposite and watch my new lovers for awhile. 

Removing my clothes below my shirt I sat down with my handy lubricant to indulge in some woman watching and looking after myself masturbating as they began their first real encounter noting that it would have been, perhaps too confusing for Edith to have handled both of us initially. 

Freda resumed her tonguing whilst stroking those breasts with heightened urgency. 

Freda reached round Edith's back and carefully released the buttons of her blouse, and slowly drawing the fabric away from her shoulders and arms to reveal her pale breasts to us. Freda's hands swept over the curves of her naturally drooping beauties knowing that she finally had a willing subject to pamper and seduce. She held them both as if presenting them for my view as well. I smiled and gave my accord to this by stroking with fervour at the sight of Edith being loved. 

Freda knelt down in front of Edith whilst ensuring her thighs were open to get close to her, thereby forcing her skirt up beyond her stockings to reveal her suspenders and plump thighs. Leaning forward Freda took a nipple in her mouth whilst holding in both hands her tit so her nipple protruded as far out as possible to let it be sucked. She went further and gave her a small bite. Edith screamed at that but didn't demur, pulling her head closer until Freda couldn't breathe easily. 

She repeated the same assault on her other tit, driving Edith to frenzy. 

Edith just accepted the onslaught, not knowing what to do but revelling in the sheer newness this side of her sexuality. 

"Oh Freda I wish I hadn't spurned you before, your wonderful, simply wonderful, I can't do anything except give to you for you to take me."

"Edith I've wanted you for years and now you're mine and Ian's thanks to him."

Freda leaned forward again, slipping her hand round Edith's back and released her skirt at the waist. Sitting back she began to tug her skirt down revealing Edith's suspender belt. Her tummy was plump just there and emphasised by the belt but still delightful for that. She continued tugging until her pussy hairs began to emerge. No pants!

Freda continued until her skirt was lying beside her on the floor. She pulled Edith's legs and thighs apart until her pinkness was revealed and very wet it looked even from my vantage point. 

Still fully clothed herself Freda stroked her hands up Edith's legs to those luscious thighs fingering her inner soft flesh near her cunt but not quite touching but teasing as she caressed so near her inner moistness. Edith lay back in the sofa with her eyes closed no doubt wondering if ever Freda would get there. 

But she did. A finger from each hand lightly touched her full labia covered by the lightest hair strands. Edith reacted intuitively to that touch as Freda made light flicking movements along the dark flesh beyond the pink trough she held back from, being a complete tease. Unhurriedly she slipped under her cunt and pushed a finger back into her anal crease. Pushing she got instant recognition and a sigh of satisfaction. 

I intervened. 

"Edith is this your first time with a woman?"

She smiled and casting her eyes at Freda's, "Yes and I shouldn't have resisted Edith the last time."

Edith took that as real encouragement, not that she needed it. Leaning forward Freda slipped her tongue forward to lick Edith's outer labia, which were very pronounced, whilst still fingering the edge of Edith's sphincter. 

I was getting very horny and hard, stroking my still hardened cock.It didn't distract them. Edith was revelling in Freda's gentle assault as she pushed her tongue into Edith's vagina and then slid up to her clit to just delicately touch it. 

Freda began a rhythmic movement between her vaginal orifice and her clit that lifted Edith up in sexual tension. Deepening her sucking Freda had Edith right on the edge, holding back and then returning to the hardened pacing of her tongue. 

Then it happened. Edith's face contorted with her eyes tightly closed. Her mouth opened to a high pitched scream and her hands grasped Freda's head to stop her moving away, then to just stop her moving as she found herself tortured by the sheer sexual agony of her orgasm. She still held her head as she slowly came down from her frenzy. 

Freda moved gradually back from the wet cunt and gazed at her lover. She then stood over Edith holding her head and planted her soaking mouth and face on Edith's open and willing mouth sharing the delicious taste of her recently unwashed middle aged woman before her. 

Sharing the sofa, Freda held her now beatific love to her shoulder and hugged her. 

Edith was a succulent sight still in her suspenders, stockings and heels with her thighs still wide open from the onslaught and her pinkness revealed and her clit still prominent. 

Freda suggested we have a break for some drinks and came back with wine and glasses. I had cuddled next to Edith and suggested she explore Freda on her return. She had not had time to reply when Freda had returned. 

We drank together whilst I fondled Edith's breasts and Freda began to stroke my cock nurturing it back to full hardon. Freda leaned forward on her knees to suck me lightly on my tip, Edith looking on enviously. I nodded to Edith who took my hint. She moved from the sofa and slipped down behind Freda's hips, slowly lifting her skirt. 

I could only see from Freda's head but saw her in her stockings and no panties. Edith was uncertain what to do. 

"Shall I tell her Freda?"

"That would be a good idea Ian, I think."

"Edith lie down on your back under Freda and between her thighs so you can get a good sight of her cunt."

She did as instructed but was not in tongue touch easily. Freda responded by lowering her cunt to her face. I wanted to see this and Freda understood, remaining at the edge of the sofa and leaning on it. I knelt down in between Edith's thighs and started to suck where Freda had recently plundered. This encouraged Edith to take the bait and raise her tongue to her lover's cleft slightly hesitantly. As I reached her clit she got the point and went for Freda's. 

We got into a heightened tempo as two clits were shared in unison. Freda was there first even though Edith was a novice. She howled her orgasm as Edith wrought the fragments of her cum from her swollen clit. 

She turned over and pressed her tongue into Edith's soaking mouth. 

"Oh I've needed that so badly. Bless you Edith, you're a natural, a bloody natural. We'll go far with a mouth like that."

Edith stood and said she was going to the loo and Freda said there was no need we could look after her. She ignored that suggestion but I clocked it for the future and smiled at Freda. 

We conspired whilst Edith went to pee or shit. On her return she saw Freda resuming her suck to keep me nice and hard. 

"Edith I want to return the favour and suck you whilst Ian looks after you." 

"Sounds wonderful, I didn't realise there could be so many permutations."

Edith took the hint and leaned over the sofa with her voluminous arse and hips spread before us. Freda lay between Edith's thighs and pulled her down to mouth level. I straddled Freda's body and moved to Edith's wet pink cunt exposed to my view as she was being clit tongued. Freda felt my advance and gave me her mouth a moment to give it a quick sloppy taste. Moving slightly I slipped easily into Edith's warm moisture right up to her cervix, easily in contact in that vulnerable position. Freda and I indulged Edith in her first threesome as she scaled through toward her second cum. Freda was careful to keep her near the edge but not over and I paused too. 




My New Mother-in-Law Ch. 02



At a hand pressure from my conspirer I withdrew, totally wet from my fucking her cunt. Lifting slightly, I pressed my cock hard against my favourite depository. 

Edith yelped at the sudden pain. I paused. "Alright Ian." I pushed further at her lovely brownish sphincter and she relented letting me in an inch or so. Pause. Resume. In. "Oh god Ian it hurts but don't stop. I know you love it there. And thank you for fucking me first. I did wonder if you were a one track man." 

We continued, Freda her clitoral and my anal assault. Once again Edith was near and we both paused. 

I was now holding Edith's hips and started slapping her arse with my hands, quite severely. Another squeeze from Freda and I stopped. I withdrew, with a groan from Edith. My cock was moist and had a slight tint to it from her rectum. 

Freda was ready. She withdrew her tongue from that clit and placed her mouth firmly round my cock, sucking it clean with my entry in and out in a few movements. She let me withdraw and we each returned to our respective places. Freda increased her pace to Edith's delight as did I. She started to freeze her body and she went into spasm. I fucked her harder as I felt my cum emerging. Suddenly I found myself going over and releasing my spunky load right in her arsehole as she completed her cum with a scream. What I hadn't realised was that Freda had been quietly stroking herself and she had a third cum just as we were coming down. 

When she finished I slowly withdrew from my favourite anus, followed immediately by my spunky residue which fell onto Freda's open lips. 

Rising from her recumbent position, she leaned toward Edith asking her if she wanted to share my spunk. 

I froze, imagining this being a bit too far. Edith lay under Freda a moment saying nothing but taking in the idea. She just opened her mouth in readiness. Freda obliged. Spunk from her anus flowed from one mouth to deposit in Edith's. She swallowed and smiled at both of us. 

The phone rang and Freda answered. Her husband said he would be returning shortly as he had finished his business early. We took that as queue to disappear. Freda thanked us for a wonderful afternoon and hoped we would see her again, particularly Edith. She assured her she would, recognising I couldn't be around that often. 

As we left to get the car from the drive, Edith noticed a light on upstairs in her daughter's old bedroom which she also used as an office occasionally. We agreed that it would be unwise for me to go there with her. So Edith and I hugged each other and she promised she would phone me on my mobile once she sorted out what was going on. I suggested she go in quietly so as not to surprise whoever was there. I would take my car and park nearby so I didn't bump into Freda's husband. 

Edith entered the house at the back entrance and crept up the stairs. From the comfort of my car I waited. Shortly she rang. 

"Ian I'm upstairs in the toilet next to Esther's bedroom. I don't have the light on and can see through the keyhole that connects to her room. Fortunately it's locked on my side. Esther is on her pc with her webcam on. It's facing me. I'm feeling a bit upset Ian."

"What's up?"

"Esther has her blouse open, her skirt round her waist, masturbating to the webcam."

"And?"

"You may be shocked Ian."

"I can guess Edith. Jason's on the webcam isn't he?"

"He is. He's at his office with his trousers at his ankles and he's masturbating as well. Their looking pretty high. Oh my god their both cuming right now. She's frozen rigid and he's cuming all over his desk. 

"How are you feeling right now Edith?"

"I'm alright Ian. In many ways I'm relieved that the bastard no longer dominates and oppresses me. It's not the first time I've seen them at it I can tell you. In the past it just made feel totally inadequate. I don't feel that any longer. How about you Ian?"

I'm not sure how I feel right now. I would like to get back at them for your sake Edith."

"Oh don't ruin your relationship with Esther for me Ian."

"We could have some fun with this situation Edith if we care to." Indeed I felt a stiffening coming on as I thought of the possibilities. 

"Ian she is closing the pc now and putting her clothes back on. I better go now and come back in the front of the house. I'll phone you as soon as I can. 

"Why don't you come to the car for a moment before I go back to London?"

"Good idea Ian. Give me five minutes."

She joined me in the car. We hugged. We felt very close. She put her hand down to my groin and asked, "What's this Ian. Is that me or Esther whose done that?"

"Just thinking about the possibilities Edith, that's all. We have quite an advantage now." 

"Oh Ian you're incorrigible, but I think I am falling for you in a big way. I just hope I won't frighten you off."

"You won't do that Edith I assure you. But I would like you to suck me off right now."



My New Mother-in-Law Ch. 03



The phone rang after the office had closed. Edith sounding needy and soft voiced. After some gentle verbal sways with each other she announced, 

"Ian, I'm home alone for a few days. I shall want to see you if you can spare the time. I know that Esther and Jason are away on business, (said with some bitterness). But I have had the spare time to peruse his files and have found some things that might interest you."

Pressed to tell me she resorted to a gentle tease instead, which, of course, immediately got me interested. 

I knew Esther was away with her father on so-called business but I had by now made up my mind that she wasn't the love of my life and would make the most of her absence. However, before I set the separation and divorce in motion I was going to pace it on my terms. 

I had already thought of a great ruse to enjoy myself with Edith. So before I satisfied her wish to have me in their family home again, I suggested she come to London for a bit of extended pleasure on my patch for a change. I implied that I wanted to show her off in a 'public' but private venue where she could fully acknowledge her new found sexuality. She became hooked by the idea and I arranged to meet her about 10pm at the main station for her line into London. Initially astonished at my suggestion, she then readily accepted my instructions as to what to wear as she would be going out with me directly on arrival in London. 

We took a taxi to the outskirts of north London and arrived at a club I occasionally frequented. It was a couple's club which during midweek was open to singles for a small fee. So couples were usually outnumbered by single men and a few single women who tended to arrive in pairs and got in for free. The club was licensed so drink was readily available. We were screened. I was a member so no problem. 

I showed Edith her cloakroom so she could leave her coat as did I. On her return she immediately attracted the attention of the ten or so single men there. I had instructed her in what to wear. She did more than justice. She did have a small shawl designed for discretion. The shawl covered a sheer black and red lined basque leading to garters that supported her stocking fishnets and four inch heels. The basque had no bra top but just held up her breasts firmly and prominently. I recalled her unusual diamond body shape when I had first met her. The outfit emphasised those luscious hips and proud thighs. She looked astounding but a little shy at first as she got accustomed to the low lighting, loud music and highly sexual atmosphere. She grabbed my hand. 

"Ian, hold me. Let's dance. I'm finding this place a bit much. I've never experienced anything so public before."

"No worries Edith, no cameras allowed. Everybody is very discreet. You only play if you wish to." Just as I commented in the midst of the small crowd dancing or rather, smooching, a hand slid across my groin between us. It was a cross-dressed man touching me up by my cock and soothing along. I experienced a sudden frisson that took me back. Before I could dwell on it, Edith looked shocked. I was beginning to regret bringing her here and should have chosen my porn cinema, but it would have been closed before we arrived, given her lateness at the station. But just after that moment of my being stroked the woman who was with the cross-dresser leaned close to Edith and whispered in her ear. I couldn't hear it but I saw Edith smile and thank her. The woman followed up by caressing her hips with a grace and softness that obviously pleased Edith. 

I recalled to myself that it had been those luscious hips that fascinated me in the first place, that fateful evening she and Jason came round to our house. Her diamond body shape had instantly given me a hardon as I imagined entering her anally. Now this woman was explicitly complimenting her on her unusual frame that would in many circles not be regarded as beauty. The woman, moved to kiss Edith gently on her cheek, was dressed conventionally in a blouse, skirt and heels but exceptionally by having superb pear shaped breasts, unleavened by a bra. Edith returned the kiss as the woman took Edith's hand and pressed her to her breast. I noticed how Edith let her fingers centre on the woman's nipple and kneaded it deftly, no doubt benefitting from her experience with Freda. God how Freda would have loved this place. 

In her other ear, I suggested she was seeming a little more relaxed now. She used her free hand to pinch my bum, whilst the woman's cross-dresser was still urging my cock harder. Unbeknown to Edith or the woman, I had form with the man in my adolescence, hence the frisson. His presence here in the club was a surprise to me but a pleasant one after so many years. I had kept up my knowledge of him through a mutual friend. 

Then the music ended for the moment and we withdrew all four of us to a corner near the wall. I became separated from Edith for a moment. The other woman moved quickly to give Edith a hug, but then moved both her hands over Edith's open breasts. Tits was definitely the word at the moment. They were so prominent that, the woman, whom we came to know as Camille, moved her mouth to Edith's left nipple and sucked as if it were her last. Her partner, dressed rather deliciously in a short skirt and suspenders was taking my hand between her thighs to feel her cock covered in silkie panties, not letting go of her/his hand on mine!

I got him to pause on me, (I didn't want to cum) but he was very pleased at my releasing his cock from its slight confines and wanking him whilst we both watched our women. Camille was now mouth kissing a passive Edith, whilst stroking her left nipple and teasing it. Then I saw her hand slide down the fullish basqued tummy toward her bare and hairy labia. Her deft hand crept into her wet flesh and started to excite her with a sophisticated manipulation only women can do when they know how. I watched as Edith rose to her touch. It happened so quickly. Edith went right over the top but didn't let out her usual cum noises in this rather public place. She looked tortured as she came, but with a pleasure we all understood and appreciated. 

At that moment my cross-dresser shot his load onto the floor with the welcome assistance of my hand. Once Camille let Edith come back to us she moved to her partner, bent down and cleaned his still wet cock in her mouth. 

Edith pleaded a pause, thanked Camille with warmth as did I for that enjoyable cock pull and we went to the bar for a drink and a relax on one of the ample couches. 

After awhile, Camille started to show interest in Edith again by way of leaning back in an opposite couch, opening her thighs and silently inviting Edith to get down and take her orally. Meanwhile Camille's partner, John, in his short skirt, stockings and frilly panties was soothing his cock under the smoothness of his panties. Then he leaned forward and started to stroke me. I hadn't cum remember, whereas he had, along with Camille. He very quickly had me hard and was unzipping my trouser with a deftness I shouldn't expect in a man. Meanwhile Camille had drawn Edith inexorably toward her wet open cunt, held invitingly open by her own hands. Now she was firmly at Camille's lust alter. 

I was now feeling extremely horny as John unravelled my now hardened penis. He looked me in the eye. I returned his gaze. He made an unarticulated request. I assented. We hadn't changed in all those years. 

For the first time since my adolescence, I let a man take his mouth to my cock. The association of man, my cock, his mouth awakened in me a sexual urge I hadn't felt since then. I don't know why I let him but I simply wanted it. He let his mouth run round the crown of my cut cock with a smoothness I hadn't expected. He had been lucky in choosing Camille as a partner. As he was sucking my wet cock I was tempted to spend myself in his mouth. My heightened excitement alongside Edith's assault gave me even more dirty thoughts. He was now on the couch alongside me, whilst Edith was kneeling on the floor in Camille's crotch. 

I slid my hand along John's back over his buttock and over his groove. It was just a hunch, but I wondered. With my finger, I probed and felt and swung into his hidden pucker. He stiffened with excitement and let me venture further into his rectum. He was revelling in his blowjob as well as having himself finger fucked. 

Again, without words, he glanced up, got acknowledgement and slowly withdrew his tongue and mouth from my cock whilst giving it a reassuring lick. Reaching for his handbag, and funnelling into it, he eventually found his treasure, a small bottle of lube, the same as I used with Edith when we went anal. 

Pulling John up, he realised what I wanted and leaned over the couch next to Camille who was getting very near, with Edith fastened on to her clit like she could never leave. John and I relented in our quest as our partners reached Camille's climax. She did scream to Edith's final pressure on her new friend's clit. I found out later she was also massaging Camille's anus. They both collapsed and cuddled barely aware of what was going on beside them. 

John whispered something to Camille that I couldn't hear and wasn't meant. 

Edith and Camille slowly came to and watched what was going on between John and me. Deftly, John squeezed some of the lube onto my penis. It was smoothness itself. I knew it just goes on and on. He then gave me the tube. Pulling down his panties clear of his buttocks, I squeezed more lube onto my fingers and worked his lovely anus in my fingertips until I was penetrating that wonderful hole. Normally I am het who just loves women's anal cavities. Here I was with John, who had a crush on me so many years ago, deftly making him accessible for me. I was horny as hell and knew I wouldn't last long, but knowing it was a long ambition of John to have me this way or as he had started those few minutes ago. 

I was ready. My cock was very hard and well lubed up. I had two fingered John's sphincter with the lube. He was so ready. Now Edith and Camille were totally absorbed in a sight I sensed they had not previously observed. 

I pressed the head of my cock against his pucker and pushed slowly. I felt resistance. But my head was just in, but could easily have been pushed out. I held my position. John moved slightly. Carry on it meant. Suddenly I was beyond his sphincter into his canal. Holding. Pushing. Holding. Pushing. In. 

"Ian fuck me I'm ready. Do it I want it. I couldn't have imagined I would see you here tonight. Thank god. Fuck me now."

I held his hips with his skirt up round his waist and upper hips and fucked for all I was worth. 

"Fuck, I'm cuming for god's sake.... . . ."

With that stutter I shot my load in my old friend's arsehole. I hadn't noticed he had lubed himself and got Camille to finish him off just after I had cum. 

We collapsed together into the arms of each other and our women. 

When we surfaced we properly introduced each other. They were pleased as punch to hear Edith was my mother. Edith and Camille were astonished to hear of our friendship all those years ago and, more important, what form it took. 

We all agreed the club had been a great success. We spent some time watching other couplings and yet we all felt sated from our own unexpected couplings. 

John and I agreed we would meet separately as well as with our partners very soon.



My New Mother-in-Law Ch. 04



After our unexpected sojourn with John and Camille at the Couples Club Edith and I collapsed back at my place knowing that Esther, my wife, and Jason were away on business somewhere, though not knowing where they were. Both Edith and I knew they were in an incestuous relationship. I had only known recently when I began my lust for Edith.

Edith had phoned me to say she had some compromising information about our spouses. Edith had come to London last night when I diverted us to the Couples Club. We had been exhausted by the events at the Club and slept like two pups when we returned.

Waking first, I coaxed Edith slowly awake by gently weaving my fingers into her warm, wet cunt until she started to respond. Her hand found my early morning bonk and casually stroked me.

Rather than continue, I reminded her of why she had phoned me yesterday. Edith's mood changed slightly, becoming reflective and acknowledging my reminder.

"Ian wait here. Let me get my laptop." 

Naked, she left my marital bed to the hall of the house for her case, returning with the laptop. I wanted an explanation.

"Before I called yesterday, I had access to Jason's pc. In the past he had always eliminated his history, but yesterday he must have forgotten. However what was there was very boring apart from some porn stories with the obvious theme -daddies and daughters. I didn't need to read these. I had it in my own home."

"Anyway, given this access to his pc, I casually wandered round until I came across one, a shared network called Jason that would only give me access with a password. I tried every possibility I knew and got very frustrated. Then with little hope, I penned in his mother's maiden name. It didn't work but I played around with the name, mixing upper/lower case, the odd number and even her date of birth."

"Bingo, I scored with her dob prior to her maiden name in mixed case. Immediately I had access."

"You must have felt so exhilarated Edith?"

"On getting the password yes, the result of where this would take me, no. Well, I looked through the shared network and found myself in a world of photos, videos, long passages of writing and even its own emailing system. I still haven't fully explored the network but I've seen enough to take him to the cleaners and put him away for a very long time. I tell you Ian; it didn't do much for my esteem. If you hadn't found my long absent sexuality, I hate to think of the state I'd be in."

"Ian, I did have the whit to copy all the stuff on the network to my Mac."

I thought hard whilst Edith regaled me with the story.

"You realize that you have both of them over a barrel?"

"Really?"

"You could threaten them with exposure, if you wished Edith."

"Ian, lets leave that for now. I want you to see some of the stuff they have produced and put on pc. I was disgusted but that's because I'm emotionally involved."

"Ok Edith, let me just scan for awhile, but I have a better idea how we could spend the day."

She agreed. Before I suggested a day out, I started scanning. I was surprised by my reactions. Some were angry that she had not indulged them with me but kept them for her father, whom I was increasingly, feeling was an obnoxious character anyway, let alone how he neglected Edith for so long.

Some of the material I could not even face, happening long before I came on the scene. I could see why Jason got off on Esther. One video had her alone on her bed masturbating to his instructions. It made be feel very horny indeed. Others had him giving blowjobs over her face and in her mouth, him pissing over her whole body and finishing in her mouth. Yes and even defecating in her mouth and on her tits. I had often contemplated some of these, but she always expressed her distaste for them with me.

Edith saw that I was more interested in her than in her daughter's antics with her father.

I had a thought. It being Sunday, I knew the private cinema club to the north of where I lived would be open and from about 4pm, was always fairly busy. I decided to put the idea to Edith to see if she would like to go together for an afternoon of naughty fun. I knew, that, given her suburban background, she would never have experienced anything like it before. Here was a private club devoted to the display of adult porn with films to meet every taste, as long as the films featured only those over 18 and were mainly for those with het priorities. The club had two small cinemas holding between 20-30 at a time if very busy. There were usually about 20 there at a time in the afternoons and evenings. It closed at 10pm. About a quarter of the clientele were gay and they tended to sit/stand at the back of the cinemas in the hope of playing/watching each other. A few TV's also prowled this area.

Of course the club was mainly attracted to men who would often wank to the scenes before them. Some took delight in looking at others doing the same. The offer of a quiet suck was also accepted by a few.

However the place lit up when a woman came into the club, nearly always with a man. This could happen maybe two or three times a week, but could never be anticipated or timed. There were just tendencies, Saturday evenings, and Sunday afternoons were a good chance to be lucky if that was a predilection. When it did happen, some ignored the event but even some gays could not resist the potential spectacle.

The entry of a couple would immediately spark interest as to where they might sit together. On occasion the man would sit behind to watch his partner from a row or two behind. Most sat together. If the couple were interested, beyond watching the film, they would place themselves in the middle of a row where there was space. Any spare seating around them would be quickly occupied, proximity being the key. It was these thoughts that I put to Edith.

"Edith, I have an idea for an outing this afternoon and its naughty. Interested?"

"Ian you never cease to amaze me with your interests in sex. I have led a very cloistered life until I met you. You will never know how uptight I was when I let you know I was aware of you appraising me sexually. 

"Did you wank at the thought then."

"And yes you can still shock me with your audacity, but yes I did and loved it, even though I was scared you'd reject me. Horny as hell, I masturbated like mad, cuming in my bed, the bathroom, the shower and even in the kitchen against the washing machine. I was sleepless for nights thinking how you sized me up when we first met."

"So what might I look forward to Ian?"

After describing the scene at the porn cinema, Edith paused before speaking.

"God, it sounds really risqué and sordid but as long I can trust you to prevent me being assaulted, I suppose it will be ok. Am I obligated to have sex?"

"That is the main rule of the club. No one, including women, is obliged to perform. If it upsets you and you want to get out we do. On the other hand, if you wish to get into it, you can."

"When are thinking of taking me Ian?"

"This afternoon."

"Christ, you don't give me much time to even get used to the idea do you?"

"I'm sure you'll just love it Edith."

"Have you taken any women there before?"

"Yes, but let me tell you about that another time. I want you to enjoy it for you, not compare yourself with others."

"What on earth shall I wear then?"

"Provided your ok with it let me decide."

It was now about mid-afternoon. Edith agreed to my deciding her clothing. We were about half an hour away. I thought it would be a good idea to call in a pub on the way. The pub was fairly busy but she still attracted attention with her heels and very décolleté blouse under her light coat and short but loose skirt. I whispered to her to ignore the staring. 

I had a pint and she had a double gin and tonic which she downed in seconds asking for another single. While I was at the bar I noticed a few men giving her the once over, clearly intrigued by a women in her late 50's so obviously dressed to kill. They lapped her up. On my return to our seats - a comfortable couch, I got a few surreptitious winks and thumbs up. I was clearly much younger than her but they were very bemused by my company, even envious perhaps.

"Cross your legs Edith I suggested near her ear."

In doing so, she immediately attracted attention, giving a glimpse of flesh above her stockings and the beginning a suspender belt.

"See what I mean? And we're not even in the club yet."

Edith just flushed yet beamed at me with the attention she raised.

"Lets go Ian, before I get too drunk on more gin."

Leaving to a mixture of faces, we strolled to the club on the main road. Some members were outside taking in the weak but warm sun. When they saw us both turn immediately left through the entrance door, I could see them glancing at each other, getting ready to come indoors, following us in hope and anticipation. They had the grace not too dive in all together.

"How you doing then Brian?" I greeted the manager, an old friend who I often shared a drink with upstairs whilst punters came in, paid their £12 for the week and went downstairs. He would wave me down, if any couples appeared. Today, after my introducing him to Edith, whom he took in with one knowing glance, he said, "Enjoy yourselves, it's fairly busy today."

We went downstairs to the larger cinema of the two. I steered Edith to the side where we could stand and get used to the darkened room, in contrast to the sunlight outside. I stood behind her facing the screen, keeping her close in her belted coat that stopped at her knees. This gave a clear glimpse of her heels and stockings to those nearest the aisle. She was clearly taken with the activity on screen - a clear view of a middle aged woman being anally fucked by a younger man who was very close to letting it all go in her rectum with another erect man wanking over her face.

"Oh Ian, just like us the first time - I love it, love it. Hold me tight please."

I held her in both arms just under her breasts over her coat as each man shot their loads in her rectum and on her face. The film ended on that note, just as a man left his seat in the front row, leaving 4 spare seats in the middle of the row. Edith and I went to occupy the middle seats, with her on my right. Immediately a man also occupied the seat on her right in his 30's who studiously avoided eye contact with either of us.

So, we were in the front row of the larger cinema, with plenty of space between the front row and the screen. The fact of a woman must have got to the other cinema, because ours began to get fuller soon after we sat down.

In a quiet voice Edith asked, "Ian what happens now?"

"If you like to open your coat, you'll attract attention soon enough."

She opened her coat as well as removing the sleeves and I helped to place it behind her on the seat. She revealed a diaphanous blouse with a low neck and three buttons between the highest and her short but fullish skirt that stopped just above her knees. Eyes on all sides became acutely interested. It would require very short sight not to realize she was unencumbered by a bra. Edith was blessed with very full and not too droopy breasts. The blouse gave a lovely erotic view of cleavage separating her beauties. The light from the screen was helpful to those beside her and in the row behind. 

The situation we found ourselves in is the stuff of my dreams and desires. To be able to take a woman, whom I find sexually aware and willing to be with me, in a public yet private arena; anticipating what might happen but unsure if it will; waiting for someone to take the initiative rather than me; those around us probably feeling just the same. Delicious agony.

Yet it did start to happen. A left knee on Edith's right cautiously moved left toward her knee, made the slightest contact, raised his leg, beginning to brush against her. Edith remained passive but didn't reject his move. On not being rejected he brought his hand to join his knee and started slowly to stroke her stockinged leg. This man, the one in his 30's, made eye contact with me. Finding recognition and no hostility he began to slide his hand up her thigh.

At the same time, one of the men sitting forward behind her, close enough to look down her blouse at her full breasts, gave me a glance, as if to say, ok? I gave him the merest beam. He began to lightly touch her shoulder near her neck. At that point I gave Edith a kiss near her lips to endorse her submission.

"Ok?" I whispered.

"I think so, as long as you are with me."

"Remember, only if you're willing."

It all appeared to happen so slowly, deliciously so, but now I'm not sure. The tension around us is palpable. The guy behind Edith slid his hand down her chest and reached his destination, her right breast, descending then to her very tight, stiff nipple. Edith gave the slightest gasp as he squeezed her at its most sensitive edge. All around heard her. Another man on her left began to undo her buttons, revealing her lushness for all to see. Next to her on her right, our man was now progressing up her thigh pulling her loose skirt up with his movement beyond her stocking and under her suspender on his upward journey. Suddenly she opened her thighs wide. Her audience had the delight of viewing her pubic hairs to all, sans panties. As she yielded to the men around her, she mouthed to me,

"Oh Ian this is nothing like I imagined. They are so gentle and caring and it's getting me to want to go mad and let them all over me to do whatever they want. Are you ok with that?"

That's why I brought you Edith - for you to experience the sheer freedom of letting go. I could get up and sit behind or stand near the screen if you wish."

"Oh no Ian, certainly not yet anyway."

Edith now had two men on her breasts one twisting a nipple whilst the other managed to lift her breast so he could suck her nipple. Men had now congregated in front of us playing with her thighs, whilst Mr 30's had his finger in her cunt and playing her clit very nicely. She was oblivious of the two men in front with their cocks out wanking to the scene before them. Though she was very excited and emitting words like, "love it, love it," it didn't look like she was going to cum. This is the least I can do for her.

I got up from the seat and knelt on the floor in front of her. Mr 30's withdrew. Getting down between her thighs I dove my tongue into her cunt, just after she realized what I was going to do. Men continued to play with her tits and were now wanking behind her as well as in front. I had no idea where any spunk might go but was beyond caring clothes-wise. I slid towards her clit and heard her moan. I had plenty of practice on many women other than my wife. After about five minutes, Edith began to breath heavily in rhythm with my tongue circling her large clitoral erection. Suddenly she emitted a low scream that increased in volume as she went through her cum, tightly holding my head to control the latter ebb of her cum. Pulling my head away, "stop please Ian, its too much but wonderful, thank you, thank you."

I got up. A man who had taken my seat let me back to sit next to Edith. The audience aware what happened, a natural break followed. Edith pulled her skirt down and did up her blouse with a button to signify the break.

A few men thought that was it and departed to next door or out of the club. Edith placed her head on my shoulder to rest and relax. Everybody returned to watch the screen.

After awhile, Edith became ensconced with the film and started to get excited again. Undoing the blouse button she started to stroke her nipples and pulled her skirt up to her waist and wank to the film - a torrid lesbian scene not unlike that with Frieda. She was really into it. Men around her began to unleash their cocks again. Then I saw one man don a condom and offering to fuck her. I suggested, to make it easier, that she stand up facing her seat with her hands on the back and kneeling in the seat. She told me; as long as he wears the condom she was willing. Doing that movement meant that the men could enjoy her magnificent arse. Men, including me, surrounded Mr 30's (it was indeed, him) as he penetrated her cunt from the rear. She had four men in front of her wanking toward her face. One offered his cock to her mouth. Hesitating, she looked at him. I clearly heard her say, "I'll suck you but don't cum in my mouth." He agreed and she took it whilst being pumped from behind.

Edith, now wearing just her stockings, suspender belt and heels clearly loved showing off and reveled in it. The combination of men wanking in front of her and being fucked from behind clearly stimulated her to actively move her whole body in flow with being fucked behind and blow jobbed in front. The two men were working as a team in getting the maximum movement from Edith. Then Mr 30's shot his load in her condomed cunt. Pulling out he thanked her profusely and withdrew to a seat near the exit. The man in front in her mouth, withdrew, rubbed his saliva soaked cock in front of her and shot his load over her closed mouth. His cum landed on her nose, cheeks and chin. He pulled out a tissue for her as she gave him a warm smile and wiped the residue off his cock after using it clean the mess from her face.

"Ok. That's it fellahs. Anyone else want to wank over my tits is welcome."

Three more men dropped their spunk over her tits. Edith let all of them drop their cums over her tits. She continued recovering in the seat. I offered more tissues. They were all grateful for the blissful scene and Edith just smiled enigmatically.

We had enough and decided to quit. We had been there about an hour and a half. I had not imagined Edith would go so far. Upstairs, Brian asked her if she would like the key to the toilet only used by women. She demurred wanting to go immediately but did manage to agree with Brian, in answer to his question, that, yes, she had a lovely time and would love to come again sometime. We departed to the same pub as before where Edith went to the loo to smarten up. I also went to do the same.

We came out simultaneously and headed for the couch we sat at before. Just then the entrance door facing us opened and in came Mr30's who spotted us immediately.

Edith froze. "Ian lets get out quick." 

"No fear Edith, I'll deal with this."

I rose and walked over to him as he fronted the bar. 

"Don't worry, I'm not staying. I just wanted to buy you both a drink on me for such a wonderful afternoon. She is some woman. That's never happened to me in my life. I'm married and she is not exactly a prude but pretty near it. She would be horrified, but she'll never know and doesn't even know I go there. So what would like?"

I gave Edith a reassuring glance and replied to Mr30's.

"A gin and tonic and a pint of that bitter, (pointing to my favourite). Glad you enjoyed it. Sorry about your wife. She sounds a challenge. Oh well. You'll get lucky, like this afternoon; don't let it get to you.

I thanked him for the drinks. As he went to leave, he gave Edith a tentative smile, which, probably to his relief, she returned very warmly and even mouthed a thank you. Was that for the drink, the fuck or both, I wondered?

"Ian, he could have been a real pest. Thank god he turned out to be grateful. My stomach churned when I first saw him."

"You made his day. He told me he has a dismal married life."

"Sad, but you can't rescue all of us."

"Ian, I've only washed my face. I didn't get round to washing anywhere else and you didn't cum in the club, though you made me cum just beautifully." 

"How does all that match together then?"

"Are you still feeling high Ian? Cos if you are I am happy to keep you warm."

I just smiled, took another swig of bitter. She took off her coat. She had only done up two buttons leaving the top one undone. One breast was dry and the other still wet with spunk, highlighting the nipple against her blouse. Sheer brazen.




My New Mother-in-Law Ch. 04



There were fewer people in the pub, but a couple opposite us in another couch took in the view, the middle aged woman staring at the wet part of the blouse. She caught Edith's eye and they smiled at each other as if in recognition of the nature of the wetness. Then she glanced at me, giving me the same look. I returned it. Edith's nipple had become erect again and stood out with the sheen giving it emphasis. Her partner was totally oblivious, talking football to two blokes sitting on his side.

The woman let know she was on her way to the loo. Edith followed her, giving me a squeeze on her way. They were away about ten minutes, by which time I had been to the bar for more drinks. They were both quietly beaming and resumed their seats. The woman then engaged her partner in conversation. He looked distracted from the football talk. So she looked at both of us and gave me a knowing wink.

What had she and Edith talked about in the loo. Then Edith engaged me. Ten minutes was all they had. Meantime, they exchanged their marriages, (but not the incest), how lucky she thought we both were, how the wet sheen got onto Edith's chest, how she fancied both of us, how she was bi but unfulfilled and exchanged phone numbers.

"Wow." I whispered.

"Give her a token of encouragement Ian."

I took in her whole body without giving her eye contact, starting with her heels and slowly moving up her body as she watched me. Mid 40's, blousy, a little on the plump side but a lovely face that had reddened as I appraised her, then a lovely smile as I returned hers. In that short space, I had made her day too.

"She'd love it with both of us Ian. She lives near here and has plenty of time on her own. She also kissed my wet spunky nipple to impress her interest."

Suddenly, her husband decided they should go and told her to get ready. Clearly chastened by his peremptory action, she said if you want to go on ahead she would catch him up when she had finished her drink. Miffed, he said, "Ok then, suit yourself," and left right then.

His wife had not expected that interchange but quickly recovered. She accepted my offer of another wine. We had had enough. By the time I bought her drink and returned, I was introduced to Lydia who had joined Edith on the couch. To make way for me they squeezed up together letting me sit with Lydia in the middle. Sitting with my arm across the back of the couch, there was barely room, but we managed at the cost of sharing soft flesh at thigh level. I could also stroke Edith's neck, which Lydia soon noticed and commented.

"I wish I had such devoted attention. Look, I don't know when I am going to get the chance to meet with you two again, but I intend to go to the disabled toilet behind the other loos and I would like to invite you both to join me. Would you like to?"

The look on our faces said enough. We would each go separately as if we were leaving the pub via the toilets, Lydia, Edith then me.

When Lydia had gone we agreed I would follow Edith after about 5 minutes to let things get going. Edith surprised my saying how horny she still felt, even after the club.

I tapped the door to be let in by Edith with her back to me resuming a passionate kiss with Lydia who was tearing at Edith's, by now, dry blouse. I watched as she settled on Edith's nipple. I released my cock getting very stiff once again, despite the afternoon's erotic foray. 

"Edith, I'm desperate for a pee."

Pulling her skirt to her waist and panty free, Lydia started gushing a torrent down the pan. Edith intervened, letting hand splash the waste back onto Lydia's cunt, wetting her for I knew not what. As she finished and with her coat on the floor, Edith pulled her forward on the seat with Lydia's thighs wide open and proceeded to lick up the residue. Edith then went for her clit to bring her off and managed to start rubbing her own in the process.

I had no wish to spoil their orgy. However, I was in dire need of a cum, having held back the whole afternoon. I offered my erection to Lydia's mouth, hoping it wouldn't distract her too much. She accepted it whilst smiling her wish to suck me. I knew I wouldn't last given what I had been through. Letting my cock be sucked at it's most sensitive.

"Lydia, I'm nearly there, ok?"

She nodded for me to go. I wailed as my cum shot into her mouth, dripping the overflow down her cheeks onto her blouse. I kissed her mouth, letting her saliva and my spunk mingle. She smiled then pressed Edith, who was witness to my cuming in lustful Lydia's mouth, to concentrate on her cunt.

In a few moments, Lydia and Edith increased there pace, quietly mouthing their lust for each other. They came together as Edith managed to get herself off as well as bringing off Lydia with her tongue. 

I pulled them up from the floor and toilet and we shared our wet mouths with each other. Just then, the doorknob turned to let us know the loo was needed.

I opened the door to a startled disabled lady waiting in her chair, who first was shocked at the sight of two women and a man, then announcing,

"Sounded like you've all had a good time. I've been here ten minutes and enjoyed every minute of it. I do need a pee now but it was worth postponing to hear you lot at it."



My New Mother-in-Law



"Ian help me. I haven't the slightest idea what to do except I imagine it will hurt me but I want it too. I want you to break my virginity there most of all. Ian you are teaching me to be so open and dirty and filthy I think I am getting a real taste for all this. But I warn you I am realising I can be voracious. I won't want to let you off the hook from now on."

"Let's not worry about after today. Wait I have something in my jacket pocket that will help."

I rose naked to get my elixir that I carried around for such contingencies and returned to one perplexed yet curious Edith. She examined it closely reading about it as a special lubricant (far superior to KY). I suggested she press a little onto her finger. She did and realised how smooth and effective it could be. My prick was waiting stiff as board having still to cum myself. She suddenly knew what to do, creaming the translucent liquid over my prick, covering all of my hardon. 

"Easy Edith I will lose it like that it's so sensitive to the liquid."

She leaned forward and lightly kissed my glans. "It's sweet Ian, not bad at all."

"Get on your knees Edith on the sofa."

"Stop Ian I want you in my bed now."

She took my hand and we stepped upstairs with me behind her engrossed in her hips as her cheeks jostled together encased in her suspender belt with her stockings halfway up her luscious thighs, still with her heels on. I gave her bum a playful smack on the way. She turned and beamed at me. "Yes I could be into that too Ian."

She paused at her bedroom door. "Ian you're the first man other than Jason to go here. It is hugely important to me."

"I realise that Edith. Let's enjoy."

She went to her bed and threw the bedcovers back to the sheets. Kneeling facing me, she demanded the lubricant and turned away from me. Leaning over she squeezed some in her hand and swept her hand back behind to her open inviting crevice. 

"Stop Edith. Wait. Don't do it yet." She looked back at me a little doubtful. I placed my hands on her cheeks and pushed my face in between starting to lick her brown creases with my tongue doing my best to saliva her entrance as well as enjoy the intimacy of our joining here. She realised and held her hand closed trying to keep the liquid in her hand whilst murmuring her pleasure at my intrusion. I continued for a few moments then leaned back, suggesting she now do what she intended to supplement my saliva. 

She lubed the area of her rectum and I noticed how she tentatively pressed her finger on her sphincter to smear herself. 

I lifted her head toward me to plant another anally exploring mouth on hers. She beamed her affection at me. I then withdrew from her mouth to concentrate on my precious task. 

"Put your head down on the pillow Edith."

This had the effect of raising her hole more in line with my hardon which was very close. I would have to be careful with me as well as her. 

"Ian you will be careful with me wont you?

"Just tell me Edith when you need me to stop."

I felt very stiff and wanted to take her hard. I started pressing against her brown hole with its creases drawing me inward. She was much more amenable than I thought taking my head in with little effort. 

"Oh Ian I feel like I need to do a shit, such a funny feeling but it can't be can it?"

I didn't answer but continued to press on holding her wide buttocks in my hands and relishing the feel of those enormous hips and the sight of my prick beginning to make a real penetration of her rectum. 

"Are you there Ian? It certainly feels like it. Oh it hurts but don't stop will you?"

"I won't stop Edith, no I certainly won't. 

Suddenly I found space and intense warmth. I was now up against her buttocks and firmly inside her arsehole. Fuck this is good. I increased my pace fucking her buttocks and slapping her hard with both hands as I found myself getting more aggressive with her, hitting her runt with as much strength as I could muster. 

"I wanted you as soon as I set eyes on you Edith. You looked such a stuck up bitch that needed a good arse fuck. And now you're getting it and I love it just love it." 

"Ian so do I, so do I. You're just what I need Ian - someone to take control of me and sexually control me. I fucking love it and you're beating me to, as hard as you like I can take it." 

I kept fucking her like it was to be my last time I just didn't want to stop. The rhythm we got into helped me keep from cuming and I realised she was rubbing her clit herself whilst I beat her with my hands and broke her in for the first time with my anal fucking of her. I could sense she was getting near and wanted to coincide with her. I didn't allude to it but waited still pumping in and out of her anus I knew I would be returning to. 

Suddenly she let out a great wail. I pumped harder squeezing her buttocks together to heighten the tension. Yes we were there together cuming like two adolescents. The sheer joy in her voice echoed her pleasure at being desired for the first time in probably years. The climax of our cum saw her flat on the mattress with me banging into her hole. We remained still and complete in each other's revelry. 

Slowly I let my prick slide out of her sphincter to let her hug me when she turned over. She wanted to look at my prick. 

"Ian it's so clean. I thought it would be dirty and brown but it isn't is it?

"You're welcome to taste it Edith." Would she take up my challenge? She met it again by getting down to my waist and taking the now limp stick in her hand and drawing to her mouth to taste, licking the remaining cum from my head. She then came up to my mouth and we shared the remnants of her anal intrusion and my cum. 

We must have snoozed awhile. Edith woke first and went to the bathroom. She returned with a smile on her face as I woke with her standing next to me. I felt you're cum dribbling out Ian. But I let it go down the loo. 

We decided to dress and get out to feed ourselves at a local restaurant. She was acknowledged by the staff and I received a polite nod. She was invited to choose a table and chose one in the corner. On the way she met a neighbour. I was introduced as the son. All very respectable. 

She was in a glowing mood. 

"That was more than wonderful Ian. I shall want more you realise."

"I shall too Edith. How shall we achieve it though?"

"It might be easier than you think Ian."

"How? Perhaps I'm being a bit thick Edith."

"Ian where is Esther today?"