4 comments/ 172429 views/ 14 favorites My Girlfriend's Mother Ch. 01 By: Pussyrider When Julie and I first started going out together we were both quite inexperienced. I'd had a couple of girlfriends at school, but I'd only had sex with one of them. So here I was, a 19-year old in a new job, raging with hormones, and this pretty girl on the other side of our big open plan office kept gazing in my direction, then turning away blushing if I caught her eye. That was Julie Robinson. Petite, short neat red hair, a nubby freckled nose, and just 18. We actually spoke to each other for the first time in a pub, celebrating a colleague's birthday, and on our first date a few days later she told me she'd had two boyfriends at school, but she had never had sex. That changed on our third date, a hurried standing-up shag in the alley behind the cinema. Well, after we'd been out a few more times, and had lying-down sex a couple of times on the local park, we decided we were getting on well enough that she wanted to introduce me to her parents. So, very nervous, I went round for tea one afternoon. Her dad was a very quiet chap, didn't make much of an impression really, just nodded at me and smiled then went back to reading the paper. Her mum, on the other hand, made quite an impression. She had the sort of loud voice it's difficult to ignore, and immediately embarrassed Julie and me by greeting us with "So Jules, this is the bloke you keep going on about. Blimey, you didn't tell me what a hunk he is!" Diane, as she told me to call her, was big in every sense. She had red hair like Julie, but masses of it. She was as tall as me – five-feet ten – and statuesque, big boobs, wide hips and a big backside. Of course, that was exaggerated by the fact that she was several months pregnant at the time. She was 39 years old, and 'the lump' as she called it would be her third child, after Julie and her 11-year old brother. I found Diane a bit overpowering, but she gave us a very nice tea and I began to feel quite welcome in the Robinson household. There was one slightly awkward moment. When she poured me some coffee Diane leaned over me from behind, and I felt a soft pressure on my shoulder. I turned my head – and found myself looking straight down her blouse at a couple of huge bare breasts, with massive brown nipples. I could clearly see everything! Thinking about it later, I was sure I would have noticed if Mrs Robinson hadn't been wearing a bra when we first arrived. Julie didn't seem to notice a thing, fortunately, but my cock suddenly felt like a tent pole in my underpants. From then on I started collecting Julie from home when we went out. Diane was very friendly, and always gave me a kiss of welcome on the cheek when I arrived. One particularly hot July evening, while Julie finished getting ready, I sat in the front room waiting for her. Diane was sprawled on the sofa, looking quite sweaty and red in the face. I asked if she'd like a drink of water and she said, "Nah, it's okay love, it's just the heat and carrying this around." She pointed to her pregnant belly. "It doesn't help that this little bugger's been kicking all day. It's doing it again now – come and have a feel." Not surprisingly I was quite reluctant, but she beckoned me over and, well, I didn't want to appear rude to my possibly future mother. So I went and sat beside her on the chair and, hesitantly, placed my hand on her swelling. I couldn't feel any kicking, but Diane suddenly bucked, and my nervous, sweaty hand slipped down nylon slacks and between her legs. Before I could apologise Diane had clamped her thighs together in an iron grip, locking my fingers in contact with her crotch! Her eyes closed and she sighed happily. I don't know what would have happened next if we hadn't heard Julie clumping down the stairs. Diane winked at me and whispered "Did you cop a good feel love?" then released me. I threw myself back into my chair, where I was 'innocently' sitting when my girlfriend, Diane's daughter, came into the room. I told her I needed to go and wash my hands before we left. Before I did I sniffed my fingers and got another hard-on – they reeked of Diane's cunt. After that I was pretty cautious around Diane for a while, and made sure that I was never alone with her. It wasn't that she wasn't a very attractive woman, even if she was nearly as old as my mum; but when I was shagging Julie it somehow didn't see right that I got a stiffie every time I thought about her mum. A few months after Julie's baby brother was born she started an evening class at college. One day at work she called me over to her desk and said her mum wanted to speak to me. "Hello Robbie love, I wondered if you'd do me a favour? I know you're free tonight because it's Jules's college night, and my old man goes down to the pub to play darts on a Tuesday. I wondered if you'd be so kind as to come round and keep a lonely old lady company?" Still not wanting to offend her – Julie and I were getting quite serious about each other by that time – I agreed. For the rest of the day I told myself over and over that nothing was going to happen, it was all just my imagination, she really did only want a bit of company. And nothing did happen for the first hour or so: we sat well apart, watched a TV soap, talked perfectly normally about things...then Diane rubbed her eye and let out a howl of pain. "Oww! Shit! Robbie, I think I've pushed an eyelash into my eye. You couldn't be a sweetheart and fish it out for me could you?" Dutifully I went and sat next to her, pried her eyelids wide open and probed gently with the corner of my handkerchief. I couldn't see anything; but I gradually became aware that Diane seemed to be breathing more deeply, and I could feel her exhalations warming my cheek, barely an inch from her lips. Then I felt her hand on the front of my trousers, her fingers gripping the outline of my extremely stiff cock. She whispered, "This is where you're supposed to say," she put on a whiney American accent, "Mrs Robinson, are you trying to seduce me?" I didn't get the reference, but a second later I had other things on my mind as my mouth was filled by her big tongue, licking mine as she grabbed my hands and curled them around her tits. Almost involuntary I squeezed them, and she gasped into my mouth. Then she sat back for a moment, tore open her blouse and her front-loader bra, and pushed my head down to one of her huge boobs. I sucked the enormous nut brown nipple into my mouth and, to my surprise, was rewarded by a thin stream of rich sweet milk trickling down my throat. Diane crushed my face into her tit, groaning "Oh shit, that's good." After a few minutes I switched to the other breast, and sucked on it like her baby son would do. Then Diane wrenched my head away from her. "That's enough of that dear, I want to suck you now." With that she efficiently opened the front of my trousers, pushed them and my pants down to my ankles, and buried her head in my lap. Jeeesus, I had never experienced anything like it. Julie had sucked me off a couple of times, but she didn't really know what she was doing. Her mother, on the other hand, was a true expert, and as she swirled her tongue around my shaft, scratching her teeth up and down it, massaging my balls with one hand, it was only a matter of seconds before I shot my load into her mouth. Diane sat up in front of me, stuck her tongue out with my spunk coating it, then made a show of swallowing it. After that we kissed for a few minutes – her mouth tasted quite salty that time – and stroked each other until I was hard again. Then she pulled her slacks and knickers down, placed her knees either side of me on the sofa, and impaled herself on me, pumping up and down, her huge tits jiggling wildly before my eyes until I sucked one of them into my mouth and enjoyed another drink. Diane's pussy was a lot looser than Julie's tight little hole, but it felt like being inside a soaking wet blast furnace, and I came titanically into her We only just managed to tidy ourselves up before Julie arrived home. I nearly choked on my tongue when she said brightly, "Well, have you two been keeping each other entertained then?" I assured her we'd been getting on like a house on fire. Julie and I went out for a late drink at the local pub, and on the way back Julie dragged me into the local park and made me fuck her up against a tree. She said it was to thank me for being so kind and keeping her mum company! It was nice, but it was like drinking water after experiencing expensive champagne. When we got back to Julie's home Diane gave us a wink, and said "I hope you two haven't been doing anything I wouldn't do!" My prick felt sore with use that night, but I was desperate for another week to go by so I could go round and keep Diane's pussy company again. My Girlfriend's Mother Ch. 02 I got engaged to my girlfriend Julie about a year after we started going out together. I'd also been fucking her mother for most of that time. Julie was a sweet, inexperienced 18-year old when we met, and I was her first lover. Her mother Diane was a statuesque 39-year old sexual tiger, who had decided the first time she saw me that she was going to seduce me, despite her being pregnant at the time, and 20 years older than me. After the first evening Diane sucked and fucked me, Julie wanted me to give her a shag too and by the time I got home I was exhausted. Julie and her dad both went out for different activities every Tuesday evening, and seconds after they disappeared Diane was dragging me up the stairs, already tearing her clothes off before we even got to the bedroom. First she would kneel in front of me and suck me off. Her mouth was a little piece of wet heaven, and I could never last very long as her magical tongue swirled around my prick and her skilful fingers stroked my balls. Then we'd lay on the bed while she got me stiff again, with me sucking on her huge breasts and chewing her big, spongy nipples. After that she'd draw my cock into her hot wet cunt and I'd screw her for as long as I could manage before I finally spunked into her. Sometimes she'd let me go on top, but often she'd ride me, bouncing up and down and roaring with pleasure. When I did go on top she would thrust a couple of fingers up my bum and ream me, which drove me wild with lust. Finally she'd cuddle me into her huge pillowy tits for a bit before we tidied ourselves up, usually barely minutes before either Julie or Diane's husband got home. I adored Julie, but I loved my time with her mum. She was so experienced, and so incredibly skilful. Julie was a nice tight fuck, her little pussy clinging to my shaft as I screwed her. Diane was much looser, but it was a glorious feeling sloshing around inside her. One night she was feeling self-conscious about the stretch marks across her flabby belly but I told her I loved them, and traced my tongue down them, tickling her navel with it and making her squirm and giggle. Then she said, quietly, "Don't stop there love." Even as I realised what she meant, her big hand landed on the top of my head and pushed it firmly down between her legs. I stared nervously at her huge red gash, slick with her juice and surrounded by a thick mane of ginger hair. I'd never done this before in my life. Julie sucked me off regularly – though she had a lot to learn from her mum – but she wasn't keen on me returning the favour. But as I pushed my tongue between Diane's big fleshy pussy lips she gave a long sigh of pleasure and pushed on the back of my head. Her cunt was so big it felt as if I could get my whole face into her. I did my best, pushing my tongue as deep as I could, rubbing my nose up her and against her big clit, and fitting two fingers in as well as I felt my cheeks getting wet from her! Her fat, powerful thighs held my head against her, and her bum lifted off the bed as I lapped up her nectar. Afterwards she gave me a deep kiss, sucking the taste of her cunt off my tongue. Another time I was kissing Diane's big white arse and I told her how much I liked it. She looked at me over her shoulder and, giving me a huge grin, told me to feel free to give it a good seeing to. I asked if she was sure she wouldn't mind, and she said, "Darling, I like nothing better than a nice big cock like yours up my bum. Just pull out before you come, there's a good boy." Just the thought of it had made me ramrod stiff, and I pulled her up in to a kneeling position and rubbed my prick up her bum crack, watching ripples pass down the fat of her cheeks. They were so fat that I had to pull them wide apart and squeeze a bit to get the tip of my prick to the edge of her puckered pink hole, but when I rammed my tip into her it was well worth it. It was incredibly tight, even tighter than Julie's pussy, and it closed around my cock, making me work quite hard to fuck it. With each of my thrusts Diane made an "oof" sound, as if I was driving the air out of her lungs. I sped up rapidly, and I was enjoying the sensation so much I almost forgot to pull out. But I remembered at the last moment, and as I did Diane whipped round and took my prick, fresh from her arsehole, into her mouth, slurping down my spunk as I shot it out down her throat. I was laying back, quite exhausted, thinking a nice arse fuck would have to become part of our regular routine since we both liked it so much. Suddenly Diane flipped me over onto my front. I wondered what was going on, then felt her gripping my bum cheeks and pulling them apart. The next moment I felt a sensation that made stars appear before my eyes it was so incredible, as she shoved her tongue into my bum and started wiggling it around. God, her fingers up there had been amazing, but this felt so glorious I thought I was going to die of sheer pleasure. I buried my face in a pillow and howled, my fists thumping the mattress in ecstasy. When she started tracing a fingertip down my scrotum as well it was just too much, and I felt myself shooting with the force of a cannon into the duvet beneath me. I had barely had time to stop the fireworks exploding in my head when I heard a key in the front door downstairs. Still in a daze, I scooped my clothes off the floor and staggered into the bathroom to try and make myself look respectable before we were discovered. After that experience I was open to anything, and I even let Diane fuck me with a big strap-on dildo. I've never had any gay thoughts or anything, but I have to admit that did feel very erotic, with her tits swaying, her nipples stroking across my back, as this huge cock hammered up my arse. When Julie and I announced our engagement, Diane took me to one side and said, "Sweetheart, we can't fuck anymore. You're going to be a member of the family now, and I don't think it would be right." I was devastated. As I'd been shagging Julie for months I didn't see what difference it made, but I couldn't get Diane to change her mind. So over the next few months I had to make do with just screwing my darling, sweet little fiancée, and tossing off regularly, closing my eyes and recalling the feel of Diane's mouth and arse on my cock, and how wonderful it had felt to fuck her. Quite often when we were together – always with Julie there too – our eyes met, and I was sure she was missing our Tuesday sessions as much as me; but she stuck to her guns. At the church for our wedding Diane looked really beautiful. She wore a big hat with lace and cherries on it, and a brand new peach-coloured suit, low-cut to show off her magnificent cleavage. As the day went on I saw several blokes ogling her tits, even the vicar! At the reception I noticed Diane knocking back quite a lot of champagne, and after a while she tottered over and asked me to dance. It was a slow waltz, and immediately her hands closed around my bum and she thrust our pelvises together. Just as I was hoping that nobody noticed, Diane started grinding her crotch against my fly, instantly giving me a huge hard-on. She carried on throughout the dance, and when it finished she whispered to me "Meet me in the corridor in five minutes". I must have looked at my watch fifteen times in the next five minutes, and I timed it to the second! Unfortunately Diane wasn't there, and I was just about to go back into the main hall, disappointed, when I was grabbed by the scruff of my neck and hauled into a small cupboard the caterers were using. Diane immediately locked my mouth to hers, her tongue thrusting deep down my throat. At the same time she slipped a hand down into my pants and hot sticky fingers closed around my cock. She kept the kiss going for ages, half eating my face and leaving big red lipstick smears across it, but as I finally came up for air she chuckled, "I've decided I'm going to be the first woman ever to fuck my sexy son." With that she squatted down and I sank back on a table and sighed with joy as she released my rod and started slurping with her lips and tongue. After a few seconds she stopped and said, "We've only got time for you to come once darling, and I want you in me." With that she turned her back on me, squatted on all fours and lifted up her dress, revealing her naked bum and her huge ginger snatch. Seeing her kneeling there in all her finery, the pretty suit, the wedding hat, with her big white arse wiggling at me, framed by her stockings and suspenders, was an incredible turn-on. A wicked thought entered my head. I knew she wanted me to fuck her cunt but...She squealed "Oh you naughty little fucker" as I rammed my rampant prick up her arse and enjoyed again the lovely sensation of pumping in and out of her tight puckered hole, clinging onto her hips. She thrust back to meet each of my forward thrusts and I sank into her right up to my balls. I had my eyes shut, really enjoying myself, when, to my shock, I heard a male voice exclaim "Madre de Dios!" I was startled to see a swarthy member of the catering staff staring at us screwing, rubbing his hand up and down the outline of his cock in his trousers. I couldn't have stopped fucking that gorgeous arse even if I'd wanted to, and the other bloke's presence didn't bother Diane either. Cool as you like, she reached her hand round his skinny backside, pulled him towards her, and in seconds she had unzipped him and pulled his thick hairy cock into her mouth! Having a prick in her at both ends seemed to really spur Diane on, and she started bucking like a live wire on mine. I knew I couldn't take that much longer, and before I could stop myself I had shot my load into her bum. Her cunt was literally dripping with her juices and I pulled out and pressed my mouth to her, lapping the length of her juicy slit. The waiter or whatever he was gasped as he shot into her mouth and Diane squealed again as she came on my tongue. After that we all collapsed in an exhausted heap. I enjoyed my honeymoon, but I couldn't wait to get back home and see my lovely mum again. When I did, normal service was resumed. Julie and I have been married two years now, and we have a great sex life; but I still have dirty sex with her mother at every opportunity, and I can do things with her I wouldn't dream of suggesting to my sweet little wife. I intend to keep fucking both of them as long as I can, but I just hope Julie never finds out... My Girlfriend's Mother Ch. 02 Thanks for all of the feedback from the first part of this story... * I couldn't believe what just happened with my girlfriend's mother. Elsie, my girlfriend, asked me to spend time with her mother, but this was beyond anything I imagined would ever happen. After we made each other cum, Linda went upstairs to freshen up. I watched mesmerized as she walked up. Her tanned legs and tight ass were so fucking sexy. She turned and gave me a grin, then bent over and shook her ass at me, reaching under and spreading her pussy lips, while she moaned. "Don't you dare touch your cock!" she warned. We both started laughing. Linda told me not to come up until she was ready. I expected her to be in the guest bedroom, but I had another surprise coming. Linda yelled down that she was ready and when I went up, she wasn't there. "Over here, silly." Linda giggled. Linda was on our bed; her daughter's bed; the bed where her daughter and I fuck. Not only that, she had on one of Elsie's dancer outfits, complete with pasties and high heels. Linda said, "I'm going to strip for you. Sit over in that chair." I did as I was told and eagerly waited for the show to start. I have visited the club that Elsie worked at to watch her dance, and watch the other girls dance as well. There was a rule that no boyfriends or husbands were allowed in the club, because they usually ended up acting like jealous pricks. In my case, I was cool about it, and the club owners allowed me to come in. I enjoyed watching my girl up there and had no problem with the other guys making rude comments or hitting on her.....I knew she would be home with me, all horny and ready to fuck. The only problem was Elsie.....Elsie had a little jealous streak in her when I watched the other girls dance. Sometimes, when she came home, she would ask me why I tipped 'that bitch' and asked what a certain dancer whispered in my ear to make me smile. After a few of those episodes, I decided to no longer go into the club, so it had been about 2 months since I enjoyed watching a sexy girl dance and spread for me. I was ready. Back to Linda.... Linda had turned on some sexy music and hopped on the bed. I moved the chair closer to the 'runway' and placed a $1 bill in front of her. She came over and started to dance. Slowly and with confidence, Linda gyrated her hips to the beat of the music. I maintained eye contact with her; her look was totally serious as she ran her hands up and down her sexy body. Then all of the sudden, she turned away and walked off to the other side of the bed. I grinned and got the message. I reached into my pocket and threw a $5 on the bed. Linda turned and came back to finish her dance. The $5 got her top off; she leaned over and shook her 38DD tits in my face. I grabbed one of the pasties with my mouth and took it off. She shook her finger at me, as if to say I was a naughty boy as she removed the other pasty. She leaned back and pinched her nipples, which were now excitedly stiff, then slowly pushed one of her tits into her mouth. Linda continued her seductive moves and it took everything I had not to jump on her. My cock was so fucking hard by now. This beautiful, mature woman was stripping on my bed. And to top it off, she was my girlfriend's mother. I was in heaven. My head was spinning, and this was only the first night. I laid a few more bills down, wanting Linda to finish removing her outfit. She got on all fours, with her ass to my face and started to arch her back, my absolute favorite position. She reached under and moved the soaking wet g-string to the side, exposing those sexy pussy lips of hers. She then turned over and lifted her legs up, as she removed the g-string. Then Linda spread her legs in front of me and stuck a finger into her beautiful pussy and moaned loudly.....with those 'fuck-me' heels still on, it was one of the sexiest sights I have ever seen. To say I was horny was an understatement. I was so incredibly turned on by Linda. Linda, in turn, was so horny from dancing that she grabbed me and told me, "I've wanted this for so long. Stick your hard cock in my pussy NOW; fuck me hard, like you fuck my baby girl Elsie." I had no idea Elsie talked me up so much to her mother, so the pressure was on me to perform. But that was absolutely no problem. Linda was the sexiest woman I'd ever been with, and also the most uninhibited. Linda gasped as I placed my cock at her pussy entrance. I rubbed my cock head up and down, occasionally brushing her sensitive clit. I then thrust into her and she immediately started, "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.........FUCK.......IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD.......GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME HARD!!!!!!" I fucked Linda for all I was worth, and she eagerly met each of my thrusts. We were drenched in sweat and in a perfect rhythm. The slapping sounds of our bodies must have shook the entire condo, but I didn't care. All I cared about was making this oh so fucking sexy woman cum, and make her cum hard. I lifted her legs and placed her ankles on my shoulders, and pounded her as hard as I could. "YES,YES, YES, THAT'S IT........FUCK ME, JUST KEEP FUCKING ME........OHHHHHHHHHHH SHIT, I'M CUMMMMMMING!!!!!" Linda screamed. Her body tensed and then became a rag-doll under me. I hadn't come yet, so I pulled out and lay beside her. I wanted Linda to finish me off with her wonderful hands, but she didn't. Instead, Linda did something Elsie never did after we fucked--- Linda started to suck my cock. And in between sucks, she lovingly looked up at me and told me how good our juices tasted all mixed together. She didn't rush at all, she just continued at a steady pace, and I savored every second of it. I reached back and rubbed her sopping wet pussy, making her moan. Then Linda asked if I was ready to cum. I said "Fuck yes" and she said "Good, we only have an hour left, lover, and I want you to fuck me in the ass before Elsie gets home." That did it. When I didn't think it could get any better. "UUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" I grunted, and came in Linda's mouth. She moaned and lapped up every single drop of my cum. After cumming two times in two hours, somehow I was still horny as hell. Linda sensed this and just hugged me and kissed me, telling me how sexy and wanted she felt tonight. Linda asked me if this was going to complicate things between me and her daughter. I told her that I could be discreet, if she could as well. "I know Elsie tells you everything, but is it the other way around too?" I asked. Linda said. "Only when it comes to my dead beat boyfriend. This is something I can keep to myself. This pussy and ass of mine are yours, honey." We both noticed the time had gotten away from us, and jumped into the shower to quickly get cleaned up. "Looks like I'll have to get ass-fucked by you tomorrow." said Linda, with a wink. To be continued... My Girlfriend's Mother Ch. 03 Recently I went out one Saturday afternoon to get my hair done. Unfortunately the salon had messed up my booking so I had to re-arrange it, and I got home much earlier than I expected to, feeling very fed up. As I closed the front door I heard a loud moan from upstairs. When I'd left my mum had been visiting, chatting to my husband Robbie. I thought she must have fallen and hurt herself or something, so I rushed upstairs to help her, but as I walked past mine and Robbie's bedroom I couldn't believe what I saw. The door was slightly ajar and my eye caught a movement in the full-length mirror at the bottom of our bed. I stared at it – and saw Mum and Robbie, both completely naked on the bed! Not only that, her mouth was wrapped around my husband's cock, and his face was buried deep in her vagina! I watched for a few seconds in stunned disbelief, then walked in a dreamlike state back downstairs, where I collapsed down on our sofa. I really thought I was going to throw up. I was completely shocked that my mother and my husband would betray me like that with each other. Of course they had always been close – Robbie used to keep Mum company on Tuesday evenings before we were married, when Dad and I both used to go out for different reasons, and they were still very pally now. Suddenly a little light dawned in my head: quite often when I'd got home on the Tuesdays they'd both seemed quite flushed, and a little dishevelled. Then there had been the little secret smiles that used to pass between them, the little touches of each other's hands...on my wedding day, two years ago, they had both mysteriously disappeared at the reception for about 20 minutes, and Mum had come back looking very hot and bothered – no, surely not! I sat on the sofa determined not to cry. Instead I felt a boiling anger building up inside me. I should have gone up and interrupted their disgusting little scene. God, I sucked Robbie off quite regularly, but I never let him lick me down there, it just seemed not nice somehow. I just sat and waited, until I heard my beloved husband clattering down the stairs. When he saw me he looked deeply embarrassed. "Oh, er, hi Jules, I didn't hear you come in. I've just been showing your mum the redecoration in the spare room." His face quite red, for more than one reason, he blustered, "Erm, I'm just going to nip out for a breath of air, okay? By the way, your hair looks nice." A few minutes later Mum came down. She looked embarrassed too, and said, "Hello darling, Robbie was just showing me your new bedspread and curtains. What's up, you look about as happy as a wet weekend. Oh, couldn't you get your hair done sweetie? Is that it?" I looked her in the eye and told her no, that wasn't it – I just wanted to know how long she'd been shagging my husband – I don't really like using the F word. She looked as stunned as I had felt a few minutes before, and slumped down beside me on the sofa. When she told me they'd started less than three months after my baby brother was born – nearly a whole year before Robbie and I even got engaged – I was absolutely shocked! I couldn't help it any longer, I just burst into tears. Mum's next comments didn't help either. "Come on love, do you think he'd be so good at fucking you if I hadn't taught him everything I know? I mean, you're not keeping him satisfied, and as long as I'm shagging him it at least means he's not turning to other women." Totally bewildered by Mum's bizarre logic I wailed, "Right, I'm going upstairs to pack my things. I never want to see either of you again; and I certainly don't want to sleep in that bed again." Mum put her arm around my shoulders, to try and comfort me I assumed – as if I wanted any comfort from her, the evil old witch! She said so quietly I had to stop sobbing to hear her, "You don't want to do that love. You know you'd miss that lovely big prick of his." As she said it a finger of her right hand started to stroke the skin behind my right ear. That always used to calm me down when I had a tantrum as a little girl, and now, much as I hated her, it was sending lovely tingly feelings down my spine. I was trying to stay angry with her, but...I jumped as I felt her left hand stroking the inside of my bare knee. Suddenly unaccountably nervous, I stuttered, "Mum, what are you doing?" I jumped again as her hand stole further up my leg, under my skirt, and her tongue started tracing round the inside of my left ear. "Well sweetheart", she murmured seductively, "I thought maybe if I could make you understand what I give Robbie, why he's so fond of me, you wouldn't run away, and you'd stop being quite so angry with us. Would you like me to show you darling?" She started nibbling my earlobe, and the flat of her hand pressed against the gusset of my panties! I was revolted at the very idea of my own mother touching me up, and offering to – ugh! But what she was doing was sending little sparks right into my brain. As a finger pushed between my pussy lips through the panties, and started to stroke me, I heard my voice, as if it was coming from a complete stranger, moan, "All right Mummy, I suppose I ought to give you a chance." She chuckled into my ear, then her hands closed on my cheeks, forcing my mouth open. She winked at me then thrust her tongue between my lips. When Robbie kissed me that way it was tender and loving; when Mum did it it was more like an attack on me as her tongue probed the corners of my mouth, sticking down my throat. I thought it was horrible – so I couldn't understand why my pussy suddenly felt so wet. I felt her tugging at the hem of my T-shirt and as she pulled it up I obediently raised my arms to let her tug it over my head. I didn't even realise she'd undone the catch of my bra until I felt her hungry mouth close around one of my titties. Meanwhile her hand was back at my panties, but no longer outside. A finger was twirling lazily in my long, unshorn pubes. I heard her moan "Baby, you've got such suckable tits." It felt as if my whole breast was in her mouth. She bit into my boob while her tongue flicked across my long erect pink nipple. The fingertips of one of her hands tweaked the nipple on my other tittie, while with her other hand she seemed to be pushing at least three fingers into my cunnie. My tumbling mind could scarcely believe that just 15 minutes earlier I'd seen my mother having sex with my husband, and now I was letting her do it to me as well! I suddenly bucked as if I'd been electrocuted as Mum pressed her thumb against my clit. Her voice muffled by my tit in her mouth I heard her mutter "Right love, it seems like your ready." I was incapable of resisting as she lifted my bum off the sofa, but as she started to pull my panties down towards my knees I gasped in desperation, "Mum, we must stop, this is incest! It's against the law." She giggled and traced her tongue and lips across my tummy, below my belly button. "It can't be incest sweetpea, that's fucking, and we can't fuck, we're both girls." I might have argued a few minutes earlier, but just now, as her hot tongue started licking my inner thighs, it seemed to sort of make sense. She pushed my skirt up around my waist and laid me flat, one foot resting on the floor and the other leg propped up on the back of the sofa. She sighed "Oh sweetie, what a pretty little cunt you've got. I'm going to enjoy licking this out." I felt her long ginger hair tickle my thighs and tummy, and then – ooohhhh Gooooddddd! I had never dreamed anything could feel as sexy as her tongue as she stroked it up my pussy lips. I felt her fingers pull at my lips, stretching them outwards, then she squeezed them on her tongue. I jumped so high I nearly fell off the sofa! She pushed her tongue deep into my cunny and began grazing my clitty with her thumb, stroking a finger of her other hand round and round the rim, along my lips. I was beyond ecstasy, I wrapped my arms tightly around my head to try and contain the sobs of joy I could her myself making. When she stopped rimming me and shoved a finger up my bum I literally thought I was going to explode. My hips were rocking back and forth on the sofa, first impaling myself deeper onto her squirming finger, then pushing my pussy back onto Mum's incredible, beautiful tongue. I felt a roaring, burning feeling building up inside me, that I had rarely experienced with Robbie, and I heard someone screaming as if they were being murdered – and realised it was me! My bum lifted so high off the sofa as I came that I was almost sitting on my mum's face as she continued to lap at me, licking up every last drop of my nectar. I sank back into the sofa in a daze, half hoping this was a nightmare, and half hoping that if it was I would never wake up, so the lovely warm squishy feelings inside me would just go on and on. I couldn't believe that for all these years I had refused to let Robbie do something to me that was so wonderful, so heavenly. I sucked on Mum's tongue as she pushed it back into my mouth, not even particularly concerned that the sweet sticky taste I was swallowing was my own love juices. I felt her squirming around as she kissed me, then she pulled her head back and, gazing into my eyes, said "It's Mummy's term now angel." I realised with a shock that in the time she was kissing me she had managed to completely strip off! I'd never seen her naked before; well, except earlier that day, when I saw my husband with his head halfway up her pussy. She had massive boobs, with long, thick brown nipples and big areola spreading several inches across each tit. My pubic hair is long, but Mum's was an absolute forest, and extended right between her legs and all around her pussy and beyond. Instantly I felt a lead weight form in the pit of my stomach. "Oh, no Mum, I really don't think I could, I mean, I've never, it's just so..." She gave me an evil grin and said "Come on now sweetheart, haven't I always raised you to be a good girl and share things?" As I was trying to think of an answer to that one she put her hand behind my head and pulled it down onto one enormous boob. I just rested my head there for a moment; it felt as lovely and soft as a pillow. Goodness, her nipple was as big as one of my thumbs, and it did actually look quite enticing. Reluctantly at first I slipped my head down towards Mum's nip, then I slowly closed my lips around it. It really did feel comforting to suck on it, just as I had done 20 years and more ago when I was a little baby. Experimentally I took it between my teeth, biting gently, and flicked my tongue across the end of it. I felt an unexpected surge of pride at the reaction I provoked: Mum's eyes snapped shut, her jaw went stiff, and she made a sort of long hissing sound. I spent the next few minutes sucking and nibbling each of her nipples in turn as she gasped and sighed. I was just beginning to really enjoy it when she put her hand on the top of my head and pushing me further down her body, between her legs. I stared in horror at the huge open red gash in front of me, entirely surrounded by coarse damp hair. As if she was asking me to make her a cup of tea, Mum murmured, "Come on sweetheart, be a good girl and eat Mummy's cunt for her." I was terrified at the idea – it looked as if I could drown in there! But then I thought, perhaps if I didn't do it for her, she wouldn't do it for me again...then I wouldn't get those wonderful zizzy feelings all through me again...as I moved my face close to it I breathed in and a rich, musky aroma filled my head, making me feel quite faint. I didn't really know what to do but I closed my eyes and thrust my face forward, as if I was diving into a swimming pool. Mum yelped, and for a second I thought I must have hurt her, but when I opened my eyes I realised my nose was brushing right across her clitty. She obviously liked that, so I carried on, and stuck my tongue straight out into the centre of her burning hot hole. I waggled it around and her hips bucked. Then I started doing what she'd done to me, running my fingers round the edge of her pussy, along her big fleshy lips. As her thighs rubbed against my head I heard a muffled voice saying "Fucking hell Julie, are you sure you haven't done this before?" I felt another welling of pride that I seemed to be satisfying my mum, and I admitted to myself that I really did like the taste after all - it was even nicer than my pussy had tasted on her tongue. I started moving everything, nose, tongue, fingers faster, and Mum reacted like an air raid siren, wailing in a low tone that gradually rose in pitch and volume until she seemed to be screaming. When she started squirming around so much I had to grab her thighs to hold her in place I knew she must be close to coming and, remembering what she'd done for me, I reached under her and pushed a finger hard into her bum. She really did scream then, and I felt her thrust her cunny hard down onto my face. I thought Mum would be tired after that, but I wasn't prepared for what happened. In a flash she had scuttled round under me like a crab, and those heavenly feelings started in my own pussy again as she gripped my bum cheeks between her fingers and shoved her face into me. For I don't know how long we lay there licking each other's holes, nibbling and prodding each other's clitties, gasping, sighing and sobbing as we came over and over onto each other's tongues. Eventually I turned round so that we were face to face again and planted a big kiss on my lovely Mum's face. As we continued to kiss her hand stole into my aching pussy again and she started stroking my clit over and over. The feeling was so fantastic I nearly bit her tongue off! After a while she said, slightly hesitantly, "Jules my love, you probably don't realise it, but you've got a huge clitty. You know I told you girls can't fuck? Well, that's not strictly true. Shall I show you?" All my doubts were gone by now, I just wanted this amazing feeling of arousal to go on and on. I nodded, my eyes wide. I assumed she must have some sort of strap-on cock that she wanted to screw me with; but I was in for a real surprise. She turned away from me and lifted my bum off the sofa, then slid one of her legs underneath me, the other lying across my tummy. I didn't get it at first, but then she shuffled up a bit and... Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is it I thought, I'm going to die, my heart can't take this. Mum pressed her slit hard up against mine and started rubbing them against each other. This time the bolts of lightning shot straight up from my cunt to my brain and back down again, bouncing back and forth between them. I found I was breathing in huge gasps, my chest heaving as I rubbed back against Mum, both of us moaning and squealing with the pleasure of it. I don't have any hair around my pussy lips, but Mum has loads and her ginger mopp tickled against me as we screwed each other. One of her feet waved near my face and I grabbed it and started sucking on her big toe, just as if it was a spare prick. Mum kept lingering every time my clit came into direct contact with her cunt, her eyes screwed tightly shut and her tongue lolling out as her head shook from side to side. I had already had more orgasms already in that one afternoon than in my entire life before, and here came another one... "What the fuck..." Robbie was standing in the doorway, staring at us with eyes like dinner plates. God, I'd forgotten all about him. I couldn't have stopped at that moment even if I'd wanted to, and my eyes fluttered shut as Mum pressed her pussy really hard into mine, and she sucked all of my toes on one foot into her mouth. I thought Robbie would probably be really annoyed at Mum and me, and probably quite hurt...so why was he ripping off his clothes as he watched us, and why was his prick so stiff and red?